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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
27/01/2010
Yesterday, I posted my story about finding out that my wife has been cheating on me with a neighbor.
Yesterday, when I came home from work, her car was here but she was not. Minutes after getting home, she came in through the back door, the door to the alley, and the way she went to him on at least two mornings.
"You're home early," she says.
"Yeah, I decided I'd had enough and left on time for a change."
"Well good," she says, and kisses me, and kisses me. She goes to the bedroom and changes out of her clothes into bluejeans and a sweatshirt.
"I thought you were home since your car was in the drive."
"I went for a walk," she says.
In the kitchen, she's pouring two glasses of wine (a ritual with us), and I am in the bedroom pulling her recently discarded underwear from the hamper...the undies are wet.
In the kitchen, after toasting to another day, I hug her and pull her to me and say "let's go get busy," our euphemism for having sex. With just the slightest hitch, an almost invisible hesitation, she smiles and head to the bedroom.
So, this is research. This is, I know, sloppy seconds, and I'm guilty that it is a turn-on. This is....gathering evidence, confirmation. So deep into the foreplay/makeout phase, instead of avoiding going down on her as a preliminary, I'm intent on going down on her to....see what I can see. When I start heading south, she shifts and changes and starts giving me head. When I start to shift so that we do 69, she says "I want you to fuck me." and she climbs up and gets on; and sinks herself onto me and starts fucking, starts riding me; on top, "God, you're so WET," I say. "You feel so good," she answers.
And she IS wet. She's dripping. (the neighbors cum preceding me there?!) Leaking all over my cock. And so I roll us over, and pull out, and start to go down on her; to see. "NO," she says, "FUCK me," and then she rolls over and gets on her knees, and so I do. I fuck her. With force. With anger. Pounding. Feeling strange that there's Cum in her alread, I'm sure. And she's wild, and I'm so turned on, and disgusted, and when she finishes, she finishes, Hard, cumming in spasms, her cunt clenching my dick, and then I follow close, cumming inside her.
We lie there exhausted, I'm lying atop her, for long minutes after, and then my dick slides out, falls out of her slippery mess, and then she rolls away, out from under me, and the wet spot is huge, obvious, and she says, "Babe, you had a LOT this time" (meaning cum). And I look down at the wetspot and her shiny inner thighs.
She gets up to pee and then slips into the shower. I dress, knowing I have the smell and residue of sex on me -- theirs, and ours.
I don't want "us" to end. I don't want a divorce from this woman I love. And yet I feel like a schmuck, a fool. a cuckold. For now, I won't have that conversation. I won't tell her what I think I know.
Out of the shower, she comes to me, "baby that was amazing," she says.
And it was.
Still, when she leaves again for that morning run, it will pain me, sadden me to no end, imagining/envisioning what will shortly be happening in the house down the block.
Still confused about what to do, and why she is doing this.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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Yesterday, when I came home from work, her car was here but she was not. Minutes after getting home, she came in through the back door, the door to the alley, and the way she went to him on at least two mornings.
"You're home early," she says.
"Yeah, I decided I'd had enough and left on time for a change."
"Well good," she says, and kisses me, and kisses me. She goes to the bedroom and changes out of her clothes into bluejeans and a sweatshirt.
"I thought you were home since your car was in the drive."
"I went for a walk," she says.
In the kitchen, she's pouring two glasses of wine (a ritual with us), and I am in the bedroom pulling her recently discarded underwear from the hamper...the undies are wet.
In the kitchen, after toasting to another day, I hug her and pull her to me and say "let's go get busy," our euphemism for having sex. With just the slightest hitch, an almost invisible hesitation, she smiles and head to the bedroom.
So, this is research. This is, I know, sloppy seconds, and I'm guilty that it is a turn-on. This is....gathering evidence, confirmation. So deep into the foreplay/makeout phase, instead of avoiding going down on her as a preliminary, I'm intent on going down on her to....see what I can see. When I start heading south, she shifts and changes and starts giving me head. When I start to shift so that we do 69, she says "I want you to fuck me." and she climbs up and gets on; and sinks herself onto me and starts fucking, starts riding me; on top, "God, you're so WET," I say. "You feel so good," she answers.
And she IS wet. She's dripping. (the neighbors cum preceding me there?!) Leaking all over my cock. And so I roll us over, and pull out, and start to go down on her; to see. "NO," she says, "FUCK me," and then she rolls over and gets on her knees, and so I do. I fuck her. With force. With anger. Pounding. Feeling strange that there's Cum in her alread, I'm sure. And she's wild, and I'm so turned on, and disgusted, and when she finishes, she finishes, Hard, cumming in spasms, her cunt clenching my dick, and then I follow close, cumming inside her.
We lie there exhausted, I'm lying atop her, for long minutes after, and then my dick slides out, falls out of her slippery mess, and then she rolls away, out from under me, and the wet spot is huge, obvious, and she says, "Babe, you had a LOT this time" (meaning cum). And I look down at the wetspot and her shiny inner thighs.
She gets up to pee and then slips into the shower. I dress, knowing I have the smell and residue of sex on me -- theirs, and ours.
I don't want "us" to end. I don't want a divorce from this woman I love. And yet I feel like a schmuck, a fool. a cuckold. For now, I won't have that conversation. I won't tell her what I think I know.
Out of the shower, she comes to me, "baby that was amazing," she says.
And it was.
Still, when she leaves again for that morning run, it will pain me, sadden me to no end, imagining/envisioning what will shortly be happening in the house down the block.
Still confused about what to do, and why she is doing this.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
bill