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This is based on an approximate date of August 15, 2008 at 8PM as the last time I fucked my wife.




Sunday, January 11, 2015

How I Knew I Would Make A Good Cuckold - Part 2

When I wrote the first part, I hadn't even thought of this incident until my wife happened to mention it the other day.  One of my wife's coworkers, Shirley, not only worked with my wife but also lived about a mile away from us on the other side of our subdivision.  Shirley had been asking my wife to go with her for a girls night out doing a little drinking and dancing.  I finally stepped in and got her to go with Shirley so she could get a little time away from being mom to, at that time, a 18 month old.  They went to a nice hotel near the Interstate that had a live band and a dance floor.  She got home about midnight and I could tell she really enjoyed herself.  I also knew that she hadn't had more than one drink as she was the driver.  Since she seemed very relaxed I encouraged her to make it a regular thing if Shirley wanted to do so.  That began their Friday girls night out and it was routine that they would leave about 6:30, have dinner, get to the hotel about 8 and dance until about 11:30 before they left.  My wife would drop Shirley off and get home right at midnight.  I might mention here that Shirley had caught her husband cheating on her and one of Shirley's motives was to work up enough nerve for a revenge fuck.  Anyway, they started staying a little later but were still getting home by 1AM.  One Friday night, I had some trouble getting our(?) son to sleep and therefore was about an hour and a half late getting started on some work I brought home.  I finally had done all of my project I was going to do that night and was startled to realize it was 2:30 and I hadn't heard from my wife.  I started to worry and then thought about the possibility Shirley had finally got up the nerve for her revenge fuck and my wife was waiting for her.  About 3:15 my wife came in the door and was surprised I was still awake.  This is the story she told me.

They met a guy that evening and the two of them spent the evening dancing with him although she said he seemed more attracted to Shirley.  When it got to their usual time to leave, he invited them to his apartment just a couple of blocks away so they followed him home. They ended up sitting in his living room with a drink talking and occasionally he would kiss Shirley and was trying to get her into the bedroom but she was resisting.  He was talking to Shirley and he said to her he bet if he asked my wife she would go into the bedroom with him, turning to my wife saying, "Wouldn't you."  To which my wife replied, "Sure." ( Let me interject here I had told my wife sometime earlier that if something happened, I wouldn't be angry but don't hide it from me.  This was due to a couple who were having difficulties for that exact thing.)  Back to my wife's answer of sure.  He looked at Shirley, she shook her head no and he took my wife by the hand and led her to the bedroom.  According to her, it didn't take long before they were kissing, his cock in her hand, her bra over her tits with a nipple in one of his hands and the other under her skirt fingering her.  My wife had just sat down on the bed to suck his cock when Shirley knocked on the door and asked if she could change her mind.  The guy looked at my wife and she nodded yes.  She mentioned to me they had been going out for Shirley to find a guy and that the guy really was more interested in Shirley that my wife.  So my wife went back out into the living room and Shirley got her revenge fuck.  As she's telling me this, my wife is leading me back to the bedroom.  I was rock hard from listening to her story and found myself disappointed she didn't get fucked by him.  In the bedroom, I knew I was going to go off in under a minute so I ended up eating my wife's pussy and fingerfucking her to a couple of orgasms.  And I was right.  I don't know for sure but I think it might have been the fourth or fifth stroke into her when I started cumming.  I would be willing to bet I didn't even last thirty seconds that time.

While my wife is telling me the end of this, we were in the bedroom and she was undressing.  I looked at her as she took her skirt off and asked her, "Where are your panties?"  She looked down, laughed and said, "On the floor of his bedroom at the end of the bed." 

2 comments:

  1. WHAT AN ENCOURAGING DEVELOPMENT..... SOO LOVELY..... oOHH yes !!!!! MORE

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  2. Oh my...you just made me cum in my panties! sara

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