Richard got married again

It happened two months after I married my second wife. Now, my second wife and I met eight months ago, at a strip club. She was a dancer there - a great dancer. Her stage name was Natasha, but her real one was Svetlana Verenich ("Sally" to her friends). She was a complete knockout, a Russian bisexual sexpot about my age, with platinum blonde hair cut short, bright blue eyes, a tall and fit figure, smooth pale white skin, and some rather large breasts made even bigger by some quality implants. She had just retired from a short career doing porn, and was looking to wind down and live mostly off her savings and inheritance, when I bought a private dance. I popped a massive boner when I caressed those enhanced mammaries, too big to held in one hand. Stroking through my pants, Sally couldn't believe how deliciously hung I was and gave me her private number right there. For two hundred dollars more, she unleashed her huge tits from her top and I got to stick my erect Johnson right between them. She eagerly stroked me off with her big knockers, I left her chest beefers glazed with my jizz.

We fucked on the first date, before the first date, and on plenty of other occasions. She was openly promiscuous, but she hadn't slept with a man in three months by the time we met - the usual clientele wasn't studly enough for her standards, so she made do with mutual cunnilingus with the other strippers and her old pornstar co-workers. My enormous cock broke that streak, and we found mutual satisfaction with our bedroom performance.

After we got married, however, some cracks began to develop in our relationship. The central issue came down to the fact that both of us wanted to be the sexually dominant one, with their other half submitting. We started to subtly push against one another, trying to take charge. Svetlana likes bondage a lot, but I never tried it, with her or any other woman. I even rejected her requests to call her "mistress". We technically had an open marriage, but I forbid her from fucking other men - we would both bang women, in threesomes or by ourselves. I think Svetlana got jealous of that, since I was often seeking out new women to bed. I ended up pulling ahead when I had made blowjobs part of our regular routine, despite only occasionally tending to her in return. If Sally wanted cunnilingus, she would have to try her female lovers, most of the time. Meanwhile, I enjoyed blowjobs from Svetlana twice a day, more if I asked for them. I had just recently gotten her used to teabagging me, so I thought that I was close to finally breaking her spirit and conditioning her into my sweet, compliant, little wifey, who loved draining my big nuts dry...