We had had a conversation about this very “what if” scenario and I told her it would kill a small town boy like me to live in that big of a city. We agreed that if such a situation arose, she would go to NYC and make periodic trips back home. After a long discussion about her opportunity, my wife told me the best plan for us was to separate. She would get settled in NYC and if that truly worked out for her, she would divorce me, strictly for the reason to release me from any commitment to her. She said that would allow me to marry her sister. I was completely shocked by that statement, but she said she knows Yas is completely in love with me and that I would be a good husband for her.
Once my wife got settled in NYC, Yas moved in with me, my wife not knowing of course, and the only time we had clothes on was when we went outside. Two month later my wife filed for divorce and two months after that, Yas and I got married. For my wedding present, she had “Mike’s Slutty Pussy” tattooed on her inner pussy lips. We have now been married over a year and we still fuck just as much now as when we first started our love affair. She has increased the slutty level of her clothes, but still keeps it very classy. Yas and I love each other beyond comprehension.