Dont Judge A Book By The Cover
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Sunday 11th November 2018, one minute after midnight
Seeing Jill’s car parked by itself in our drive caused all kinds of feelings for me, my adrenaline and energy levels suddenly spiking. Fight or flight. Was she there by herself, or was Malcolm and or Luther there with her, or maybe Dee – the she-devil who’d been dildoing Fake me in Jill’s first porno which I’d been made to watch.
Heading into the house I felt like I imagined a soldier feels edging into a house that may well be booby-trapped with IEDs. I approached, nerves on edge and with a terrible hollow feeling in my gut, wondering what kind of gut-wrenching angst Luther had arranged for me inside. What way he’d found to co-opt my wife into psychologically belittling and emasculating me?
When I did get inside I was surprised to see just Jill there, sat by herself in the lounge nursing a glass of her favorite white wine, an untouched glass of malt on the table in front of me.
“Did we go too far, honey?” she asked looking genuinely concerned, lifting the glass of malt up as if she expected me to take it. “We thought you’d love it. You’re naughty, slutty wife becoming an internet porn sensation, just like some of those MILFs you love on the internet. Janet Mason, Brandi Love, Mandy Monroe, and now Jilly Foster! We thought you’d like it honey …” her words slowly trailing off as she looked at me sheepish and apologetic.
“How could you do it?” I asked, the absence of any booby-traps or enemies suddenly allowing my tiredness to return. “How could you go along with it? With that actor playing me? It was like I was some kind of sad fag, open to ridicule from the whole world.”
Jill shrugged her shoulders, patting the seat next to her as I took the glass from her. “Sorry, honey. Only sometimes it’s hard to know where to draw the line these days. To know what you like and what you don’t. I honestly thought you’d like it. After all, you lay next to me the other week when Malcolm was fucking me and Veronica was fucking you in the ass with that little black dildo. How was this different?”
“Because that was private! This was to be broadcast to the whole world and his dog! What if my new boss had seen it, or one of the kids? Or Becky’s mum and dad? What the fuck were you thinking Jill?” my voice a mix of anger, incredulity, and exasperation.
Jill just smiled weakly at me. “Sorry, honey,” as if that would make everything alright.
There was an awkward silence between us as we just looked at each other, each lost in our own thoughts.
After a while, Jill’s expression started slowly changing, as if a thought was hatching and growing, before finally, her face broke into a full smile.
“So you’d have been okay with it, apart from the bit with the actor playing you?” her smile a challenge to me, albeit a loving challenge.
“Fuck, Jill,” was all I could think to say, still exasperated and upset, but my anger slowly dissipating as I entered the zone of tired bewilderment.
“Honey?” she gently pushed.
“Help me out here,” she asked, “Dave, baby, it’s genuinely difficult to know where to draw the line sometimes. You were fine with me getting fucked six ways to Sunday by Malcolm’s buddies. By me acting as their resident live-in whore pretty much all week. And you’re fine with me sleeping with Malcolm three nights a week and managing strip joints. But getting another guy to play you in a porno while Dee reams him out is a bridge too far?”
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In those early hours of Sunday morning, I was too tired to remain angry for long. I wasn’t in the mood to make love, but when we went to bed Jill insisted on snuggling up and falling asleep like that, needing the reassurance I guess.
Jill woke me with a tray full of breakfast and piping hot coffee, and reenergized by a good night’s sleep, food, and caffeine we slowly set about fixing the damage from the night before. Jill could see how the whole thing with the actor playing me had been demeaning and emasculating and I accepted that she might have been naïve and stupid in going along with this, but I could see she had no intention to hurt me. Quite the opposite, I could see she was upset at the pain she now realized she’d caused.
Inevitably we ended up sealing the deal by a slow and loving bout of love-making, initiated by Jill but something I soon got into, physically enjoyable as well as reassuring me of Jill’s love for me.
But when we were done it wasn’t long before Jill returned to the topic of, aside from the fuck up with the actor being reamed, how I felt about the idea of Jill spreading her wings from strip club manager to budding porno starlet.
What followed was a deep and profound conversation that lasted for much of Sunday. I can honestly say it was probably the deepest and most far-reaching conversation that Jill and I had had since we’d entered this whole lifestyle when Jill had enjoyed her first extra-marital sex romp with Daryl, now more than a year ago.
I started from the position of being uncomfortable and troubled by the idea of Jill’s lifestyle being out there on the internet for everyone to see. But without being aggressive Jill asked some probing and challenging questions.
How come I loved some of the hotwife MILFs I lusted after and avidly followed since we’d started our new lifestyle, but was so anti the whole idea of her acting and being like one of these women? How come if these ladies and their husbands were confident and comfortable enough to make it work, we weren’t strong enough to be like them? How was the public nature of it a problem when our own kids already knew the outline of our swinging lifestyle and had a pretty good idea of some of the more extreme things we’d done?
All good questions as Jill gently chipped away at my attitude and resistance.
As we talked about it the nagging thought started forming at the back of my mind that once again Luther had played me. By over-reaching in a way he knew I was bound to react to, he’d win acceptance for his real objective which had always not been to emasculate me but rather to gain my acceptance of Jill becoming his little puppet-on-a-string pornstar.
As Jill and my conversation reached a natural conclusion I could see the expectant look in her face. That she was really excited by the prospect of this latest sexual development that Luther had laid in front of her. I wondered if this was how Eve’s face looked when that wicked old serpent slithered up to her and whispered in her ear?
The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that I was being manipulated and played by Luther. Step one, do something so outrageous and out of court that this will be the full focus of attention. And when everyone’s all focused and wound up about that, slip under the radar with the small matter of converting Dave’s wife from a club manager and sometime stripper for a few guys into being a wannabe pornstar for the great American masses. I looked at Jill’s excited face I knew damn well I’d been suckered by a plan that could have come straight from the pages of Sun Tzu’s Art of War.
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For the next three months, there were five parallel tracks dominating my life and marriage. Track one, Jill and my marriage and relationship. We tried hard to use our precious time together on Jill’s days off to keep our love alive and real, our Mondays and Tuesdays the precious oxygen for us as a couple. Track two, Jill’s job managing ‘her’ three strip clubs that Luther had entrusted her to run, a job which seemed more and more to overlap and merge with track three, Jill’s budding career as an internet porn star. Track four, Jill’s relationship with Malcolm – more of that later – and track five which was of course my deepening relationship with Veronica. A relationship that naturally enough deepened and developed the more time that Jill was spending on her tracks two to four – as more of her time became consumed by club, web career, and her three-nights-a-week boyfriend.
The pornstar thing became another stick with which Luther became adept at beating and manipulating me with. Even on that first Sunday after I’d thrown my toys out of the pram, a DVD sat unwatched but tempting on our lounge coffee table. Jill had brought it back when on that Saturday night / Sunday morning Veronica had alerted her to how pissed I was and that she should get her ass back home as soon as she could to commence damage limitation exercises.
It turns out the porno video had actually been shot the day before, on Friday night which was one of Jill’s regular ‘sleepover’ with Malcolm nights. So even though Jill was home a couple of hours after I’d started watching the porno, the full porno had been shot, complete with all the things Luther had originally planned. My temper tantrum hadn’t stopped them as I was watching a day after the event.
And of course, Jill and Luther knew very well that by leaving the porno movie there I’d eventually give in to temptation and watch it.
Throughout the rest of Sunday, after Jill and I had ‘kissed and made up’ that damned DVD just sat there on the coffee table. I don’t know if I was being paranoid or not, but it was placed so that the Florida winter sunshine reflected off its hard plastic cover. It was like the damned thing was winking at me, saying ‘hey bud, watch me, you know you want to, come on ….’
When Jill was in the house it was relatively easy to resist the temptation, as I was damned if after having complained so bitterly I was going to give her the satisfaction of knowing I’d watched the DVD. But at around five PM when Jill and I had enjoyed a couple of hours in bed with make-up sex and cuddling, I was showering when I heard Jill’s voice through the door declaring she was off to keep a pre-arranged meet-up with her best friend Charlotte. Charlotte knew all about our lifestyle, indeed as a seasoned swinger herself she’d been one of the voices whispering in our ears to take a bite out of the tainted apple, so I had no illusions about what would be at the heart of their conversation while the white wine flowed!
But with Jill safely out the house and likely gone for most of the evening, it took precisely one hour for my resistance to crumble, as I put down the book I was so desperately trying to concentrate on and headed upstairs to watch. In the lounge, if Jill had come home I’d have immediately been found out. By being upstairs, at least I’d have a fair chance of hiding my activities.
The start of the DVD showed what I’d already seen, so I fast-forwarded, trying to find the bit where filled with disgust at how they were depicting me, I’d stopped watching. As I neared that point, of course, I ended up having to see snippets of the bit where Dee had started to use the large black dildo on Fake me, where Jill had told the audience how she thought I’d like this treatment while I watched her take her boyfriend’s superior black cock.
Seeing these snippets, even having seen them before, had my feelings of anger bubbling up almost instantly. But as the new action started unfolding on the screen I was able to push beyond my anger and mostly block out what I felt about what Dee was doing to that poor man’s version of me.
As she watched Dee doing her stuff Jill was still working her slender hand up and down Malcolm’s very erect nine-inch cock, splitting her attention between the perverted scene playing out between Dee and Fake me and the look of sexual pleasure on Malcolm’s face.
“Is that nice baby? Does it feel good?” she purred, as for the first time I squinted hard at the TV screen and noticed Jill had Malcolm’s Special Forces ring back hanging around her neck, swinging back and forth gently with the movement of her body. The way it hung between Jill’s big boobs and swung in time with the gentle swaying motion of her boobs was almost hypnotic.
In fact, it was so hypnotic that I’d been staring at the screen for several moments before I noticed the hand that Jill was using to stroke up and down and arouse her boyfriend’s cock to an even higher pitch of excitement was lacking her wedding band and other rings I’d given her. I only noticed the lack of her rings when the camera zoomed in on her naked finger, the camera then immediately panning across the room until it stopped at the bedside table. Showing all three of Jill’s missing rings as they sat symbolically alone on a plain white saucer.
“The rings?” Luther’s deep voice asked from somewhere offscreen.
“Not when I’m with my boyfriend,” Jill giggled, looking directly at the camera. “My hubby prefers it that way. It’s all part of the pain and pleasure trip for him.”
“And does he like that you get a bigger cock than his?”
Jill’s smile widened to a full-on grin. “Are you kidding? That’s cuck-hotwife one-o-one for my sweet hubby. He loves that all of my boyfriends have been much bigger than him down there. And he loves that Malcolm here’s not only got such a huge cock but that he’s such a big, manly, masculine guy.”
“Wow, that’s kinda strange to me, but I guess a whole lot of guys out there must be like that, like your hubby.”
There was a brief silence, no-one saying anything, Jill’s hand just still working up and down on Malcolm as she continued looking straight at the camera, the silence finally broken by Luther’s deep voice. “Okay then. Let’s get this show on the road. Let’s give hubby here something to love and loathe. Why don’t you two do what comes naturally while Dee carries on letting him know what it’s like to be a wife taking a big black cock.”
And so it began, Jill and Malcolm started going through the gears, doing what they did so many nights a week. Only now it wasn’t just for their personal pleasure, or to feed my voyeur kink, it was for the paying public. For the benefit of the people who’d either buy the movie or subscribe to www.hotwifejanencuckydan.com
And I’m ashamed to admit that even as I watched my wife being sold like this to the great American public, I was soon playing with myself and watching it as if it was just one of the regular once a week video feeds that Luther rationed me to. I was so hooked on watching them that I pushed my anger and humiliation into a back cupboard and locked it away so I could lose myself in watching the sex and love-making shown on the TV screen.
Even with the cameras there and, judging from the camera angles, the cameraman sometimes incredibly close and intrusive, Jill and Malcolm held nothing back as they mixed up raw and heated sex with gentle and deeply felt lovemaking.
I must have been watching the pre-publication full reel as the DVD they’d left in our lounge went on for the best part of two and a half hours, with Malcolm pumping his stuff into Jill three times over. In terms of the ‘mechanics’, Jill and Malcolm went through all of their normal moves. Malcolm’s long and fat cock was soon balls deep in Jill’s snatch, my wife cooing and purring at her feelings of female contentment at being so beautifully stretched and filled. The sounds she was making soon moving on to louder moans and then full-throated cries of passion as Malcolm slammed his shiny spear in and out of her at breakneck speed. Causing Jill to scream out and draw blood as she gave the cameras multiple renditions of real womanly orgasms, not the kind of fake climaxes so common online.
Luther was obviously paying for a top-line cameraman as he managed to get in for close-ups and extreme close-ups without upsetting the mood or the natural rhythm and spontaneity of Jill and Malcolm’s coupling.
Again I felt a sense of shame at how much I enjoyed those close-ups. When I’d watched them from the bedside or the various security feeds Luther had allowed, I’d seen the closeness and action between them, but never before in this level of 4K Digital close-up detail. There were extreme close-ups of Jill’s pussy lips pulled taut and wide, totally stretched and like elastic around the meat of Malcolm’s huge cock – which looked even bigger with the way the cameraman worked.
I was treated to graphically revealing and almost frighteningly intense zoom-ins on Jill’s face as she got close and then finally gave in to the power of her orgasms. Each time a similar but slightly different look on her face as she bit her lip, breathed with rapid and shallow gasps, and screwed her face up in contorted ecstasy. As each time Malcolm’s huge cock caused her body to spasm over and over as her body had no defense from the effects of those bursts of electric charge on her poor overwhelmed nervous system. Her eyes closed tight and shut each time, except the times her eyes were wide open and staring like a beautiful, wide-eyed doe caught in the bright headlights of an onrushing car.
I’d never seen Jill’s body and face in such close-up detail when she was with Malcolm, and it left me tight-lipped and gaunt as I was sucked into their world by the quality of the photography.
When it was finally over I had about an hour by myself before Jill returned from her evening with Charlotte. For that hour I just sat there back down in the lounge, stunned and overwhelmed by what I’d seen.
What’s the old expression – ‘a picture tells a thousand words’. Or maybe, “Helen of Troy, the face that launched a thousand ships.’
That face – Jill’s face – and the way I’d seen it blown up and magnified, all her feelings and emotions laid bare, had launched a thousand fears for me. It was like some old brown dustsheet had been ripped off some old masterpiece …. “Taaadddaaa” … revealing beneath the true scale and depth of Jill’s relationship with and feelings for Malcolm.
Even after all their months together, seeing them in close up like this had opened my fears and worries to a whole new level. I’d dare anyone not to react like this when your wife’s look of ecstasy is shown in Hi-Def close-up on sixty-five-inch magnification. Especially if your wife isn’t holding anything back in the words she screams into the microphones. Screaming, as if it was just the two of them there, how she loves her other man, how she loved Malcolm, and couldn’t do without him.
When Jill came home I knew I couldn’t face her. Seeing her headlights raking up the drive I dashed into my den, and when she stuck her head around the door I feigned being busy with work. Knowing I needed more time and space to get my head straight.
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Like I said before, Jill’s new porn career as a budding hotwife starlet was only one of five intertwined tracks that were playing out in our lives in the winter of 2018 – a sixth track being added when Becky gave birth to our first grandchild. Little Julia Emma Foster entered all of our lives on Tuesday 11th December 2018 with a full-throated cry and a full head of dark black hair.
All eight of us – John and Becky, our daughter’s Abigail and Sarah and four doting grandparents – were all immediately smitten. Such is the way with first grandchildren. And just for a short time, the arrival of that bewitching little bundle of new life seemed to put a hold on the less conventional parts of Jill’s and my life.
Jill and I stayed in L.A. nearby to Becky, John, and baby Julia for the balance of the week, but then with Becky’s parents living so close we agreed to head back to Miami – keeping some leave back in reserve for visiting back there when things were a little quieter. The presence of our new granddaughter in L.A. making me very aware that sometime in early 2019 Jill and I would have to discuss with my new employer’s where I’d be based in the long term.
But back in Miami on Sunday 16th December, things on the other five tracks of our lives didn’t quieten down much over Christmas and the New Year. Obviously, John, Becky, and their newborn stayed put in L.A. and our daughters Abigail and Sarah had long-standing plans to tour South and Central America with college friends. So aside from the odd Christmas party or two, things carried on pretty much as normal for Jill and me.
Jill had made three more porno movies for Luther. Or I should say, three more that I knew of. The website that he’d teased me with, www.hotwifejanencuckydan.com, which I’d thought might be a fake just to wind me up turned out to be very real, and obviously, I had very mixed and confused feelings about it.
When Jill and I talked about it, she was sweetness and reason personified. Arguing that it would be hypocritical of us to view some of these web sites but to think that we were too good to do something like that ourselves. Reminding me that most of the people who really mattered to us already knew about the stranger parts of our lives, and that as she already managed a group of strip clubs what she was doing on the web wasn’t much of a stretch from how things were already.
And the other thing that was relevant in these conversations was the dark and troubling reality that, although I worried terribly about where our lives and marriage was headed, a big part of the pervert within got really excited. Excited by the twin ideas of ‘Jill the pornstar’ and of laying bare for the whole world to see the nature of our cuckold-hotwife lifestyle. Of course, the idea that someone might recognize us when we were in the mall or a restaurant terrified me, but it also thrilled me.
And so even though a part of me hated it and was terrified by it, Jill’s embryonic career as ‘hotwife Jane’ carried on developing, no doubt with Luther being the one who kept most of the revenues.
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By Christmas 2018 I was a man thoroughly confused. I had a wife who was loving her new joint careers of strip club manager and budding porn star, but who I only managed to sleep with and have quality time with maybe two or three nights a week – depending on my work travel plans.
I had a new job which in the next few months would most likely force me to choose where Jill and I would live – Miami where Jill’s new career was, or L.A. with our new granddaughter and where most of my colleagues were.
And there was also the small matter of my romantic involvement in Veronica’s life, not to mention by burgeoning role in the life of her daughter Haley as a surrogate parent and father figure. I loved both of these roles, but I wasn’t so stupid as to be ignorant of the tensions between them and my marriage to Jill and role as Dad to my own three kids.
And then, into this maelstrom of confused life tracks stepped Callan, our good friend and Jill’s ex from college, who arrived very drunk and very angry on our doorstep on Christmas Eve 2018.
(Thanks to cbears52 for his proofing and error corrections.)
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Introduction: Things arent always as they seem. This is my entry to the Calling All Readers Challenge, Chapter 7. The theme we were to use is Females For HIre. For reasons of my own, I no longer accept comments on my work, nor do I give them. Please send me a PM with any critique you wish. I cant grow as a writer without your feedback. Please enjoy my take on Females For Hire. Hillary sat on the bench outside the courtroom that Monday morning. She tugged at her skirt, trying to make it appear...
The other night my wife and I were in Slippery Pete’s at closing time. She was dressed in slacks but she was also wearing pantyhose and heels for my benefit. Just her nude nylon covered feet were plenty enough to send me over the edge even without the added eroticism of a short skirt. I wanted nothing more than to have her stocking feet in my hands and face while my little dick exploded, in her, on her, on myself, I didn’t care. I just wanted to experience ejaculation and her stocking feet at...
EroticTuesday 19th June 2018, morning, rushing to workI was in a strange place mentally as I drove across town heading to my first meeting of the day. My mind, still full of the sights and sounds of an unforgettable Monday evening at Malcolm’s house. An evening that started with a fairly conventional conversation and meal, punctuated only by Jill sneaking off to the kitchen for some kissing and make-out time with her new lover. But which had ended up with a three-way sex festival that had left...
Wife LoversSaturday 26th August 2017Just over a month had passed, since out of the corner of my eyes, I’d observed Craig, Byron, and Callan rutting as three stags for the attentions of my sexy, but spoken for, wife.Jill and I were snuggled in bed enjoying a quiet and activity-free Saturday morning in bed. No lifts, sports matches, or driving lessons. The well-earned tranquility of proud parents whose kids were making their way in the world, at college or in the world of work. Coffee was steaming, the...
Wife LoversTuesday 26th June 2018, Late evening at home in MiamiLooking across at the beautiful Latina mum lying next to me in our marital bed I realized we were on dangerous ground. Only the day before I’d held Jill’s hand and asked her to promise me that she’d not fall in love with Malcolm, and here I was the very next day lying in bed with this beautiful woman my heart full of feelings I’d not felt since the very first days when I’d met and started dating Jill.We all know and can remember that feeling....
Wife LoversTuesday 29th / Wednesday 30th May 2018, just after midnight Having finished his mind games with Jill, leaving me nervous and unsure of their real significance, Freddy was ably assisted by Josh as the two of them started on making good on their promise to fuck Jill from here to kingdom come. To fuck her until she begged for mercy, her body exhausted from the sex and orgasms, her pussy sore and demanding rest before accepting any more black cock.It was nearing four a.m. when Freddy had stopped...
Wife LoversTuesday 12th June 2018I felt like I died and gone to heaven as I gazed up at the woman who sat astride my body. Her own body, grinding down, searching right and left to find the perfect angle for my cock to tease and stimulate her warm pussy. Her warm pussy that was wrapped around my cock as she bounced up and down on me, her long painted nails teasing and occasionally digging into my chest.Dee looked down at me, smiling. I’ve never had much of an emotional safety-catch, always easy to give my...
Wife LoversMonday 18th June 2018, morningMonday morning was a clusterfuck of people getting on my nerves. A series of three one-hour conference calls, mostly to give people the opportunity to let me and their colleagues just know that they were there and had something to say, however inane or blindingly self-evident the point they made was. But hey, what did they care? They’d ticked a box, had their voice heard and could move onto the next call to justify their existence and monthly pay-check.By the...
Wife LoversTuesday 30th April 2019, early eveningThree cars parked on our driveway. That didn’t bode well, not exactly the start to a nice quiet evening with my recently estranged wife that I had been hoping for. Jill’s car – tick. The red 74 Firebird and Malcolm’s dark SVU – both unexpected and deeply unwelcome. That oh so familiar feeling of dread firing up in my gut like a six-point-two-liter V8 on steroids. Was this some kind of sick style cuckold-hotwife-bull intervention to which my invitation had...
Wife LoversJames sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the...
SupernaturalSaturday evening, 2nd June 2018Sat alone on one of the three sofas horse-shoed around the TV, I took a deep breath, not quite believing the scene before me. After two wonderful days reconnecting with Jill, we were back on the hamster-wheel of our new lifestyle. I pinched myself to test I wasn’t dreaming. Was this really the life we were now living after so many years of a very conventional marriage?But the evidence was right there before me on the other two sofas. Jill’s two new lovers sat...
Wife LoversAndersonville 2 - Judge-less by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Mathew Shepherd, who lives in the hearts of all open-mind people. Fade in... The warm glow of yesterday's conversation with my father ended in the cold reality of Monday morning. The cold reality that I was a young, teenage girl. The cold reality that I was expected to act like a girl, something totally foreign and yes, something I found even a little scary. And the cold reality that I had no idea why I...
Saturday 6th April 2019Since that Monday evening three weeks ago life had been hard for me. How it had been for Jill – well honestly, I wasn’t sure, but more about that later.When I’d walked out of our family home back in mid-March it hadn’t been a planned thing, and I knew I could hardly pull my sobbing and desperate wife around me and calmly walk upstairs to pack bags. So, when the receptionist at the Palm Homes Motel, seemingly remembering me from my short stay last Christmas time, checked...
Wife LoversThursday 21st June 2018, Late evening in Hotel in L.A.How could this be happening? How the hell could this be happening to me? I felt nauseous with fear and dread, as I looked on sure that I was finally paying the price for my growing addiction to sharing Jill with others. The end of my marriage playing out right in front of me as Jill took the initiative and kissed Chris, the man who’d asked her to leave me and go with him to L.A. Kissed him not once, but twice.“You know, Chris. I never...
Wife LoversEvening of Tuesday 12th June 2018Jill looked tired as she walked barefoot into our lounge, her slumped shoulders and low-energy face telling me she’d had a hard day. Raising my arm, I gestured for her to come and sit next to me, feeling her respond and feel just a little happier as I pulled her close and hugged her tight. “Hi honey,” I kissed her, welcoming her back into our little piece of safety and sanctuary from the world. “I’d ask, but I can already see. It’s written on your face,” a...
Wife LoversIntroduction: A sister strives to help her twin heal from past trauma Bang! I jumped at the sound of a slamming door. I saw my twin sister Danielle standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes. I fell to my knees as I realized that Daddy was gone. She had been at the hospital with our mother, but if she was back, it meant Aunt Trudy had brought her home to tell me the news. I had refused to go. I couldnt bear to see him like that. We were only 7 years old, and little did we know that...
Monday 18th March 2019, mid-morningThe wonderful and refreshing night I’d spent with Veronica had served as a stark reminder of the pleasures of a simpler life, simpler relationships. We’d made love twice on Sunday night and once more on Monday morning before a sleepy-looking Haley had come in and put a dampener on any further passion. (Not that I minded, seeing her happy reaction at seeing me was almost as much of a boost to my spirits as the time I’d spent with her mother.)When I headed out...
Wife LoversThursday 30th August 2018, Early hours of the morningThe video showing Jill and Malcolm consummating the new level of their relationship, now that they’d both declared their love for each other, ended just as quickly as it had started. The image of my beautiful wife riding up and down on Malcolm’s big cock abruptly disappeared to be replaced by another picture.This picture showed Luther and Malcolm sat at either end of a horseshoe-shaped set of three leather sofas, between them four black guys...
Wife LoversThis story could go in a number of categories. There isn’t a lot of sex. Thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. Since court shows seem to interest people, I thought I’d be Judge DG Hear. This is a totally fictitious account of a story I made up. Let me know what you think and I’ll see if the Judge has any more cases on his docket. It is a tongue in cheek story, just writing something a little different than my usual fare. Bailiff Jane Doyle...
Wednesday 29th August 2018, Just before midnightThat bastard Luther had made me wait all day to find out exactly what had happened between Malcolm and Jill the day before. I’d had to spend all day prepping for the final project recovery update to the Oasis board on Thursday, but I’d managed to cut the day short a little and head back to the hotel. Veronica was very understanding and she kept Haley occupied while I tried calling all the phones I could think of back in Miami and tried the iPad as...
Wife Lovers19th May 2018, early morning.So many. So soft and dark. No lessening in their dense coverage despite the receding hairline from their brother follicles up top.I loved playing with the soft and curly little hairs that covered my husband’s belly, or the slightly longer and more manly matting that covered his chest. Head on chest, feeling all was well with the world as I savored his recovering breathing and slowing normalizing pulse. The feel of his skin on mine so satisfying, matched only by the...
Wife LoversEvening of Friday 15th June 2018 The pretty forty-something dancer gave me a smile that immediately set my heart running. There was something about the mix of coy nervousness and the knowing wantonness of her profession that I found intoxicating and hypnotic. At that moment my chest and my cock were filled with desire for this intriguing Latina, so much older than most of the other dancers and yet still maybe five or ten years my junior.I felt guilty staring at her body, but the way her...
Wife LoversWednesday 5th September, Ingraham Park, Coral Gable Florida“Dave, honey, there’s no easy way to say this...”These were the bone-chilling words that Jill finally found the courage to say fifteen minutes after we’d started our hand-in-hand walk through the park’s natural beauty that should have had such a restorative effect on my soul.As it was, I was feeling anything but restored, Jill’s words immediately causing my mind to race back to what she’d told me when I’d landed back from L.A., almost...
Wife LoversTuesday 4th September, Miami International AirportThe last five days had been some of the most confusing and intense days of my life. Days full of worry, pleasure, and sexual highs. Oh, and the small matter of avoiding major litigation for my company and icing the details of a career move under the noses of my current employers.Thursday and Friday were days filled with work during office hours and a surreal mix of being the pretend daddy to Haley and the temporary significant other for Veronica...
Wife LoversThursday 21st June 2018, Hotel in L.A.Secretly I watched from the lobby as Chris and Jill sat in the hotel bar, their heads close together like lovers as they refreshed their old relationship. Watching them brought all kinds of pleasures and fears swirling into my consciousness. I’d built myself up to an even higher pitch of pleasure and pain by forcing myself away and prolonging my shower to give the two of them more time together and to give me more time to dwell on it.But now back with them...
Wife Lovers"But Your Honor," the attorney complained. He was representing the husband, John Elliott, in this divorce case "But nothing counselor," Judge Lowell responded. "Your objection is overruled. Make another objection, present some evidence or sit down." Bill Simpson looked back at his client, shrugged his shoulders, and sat down. Mrs. Elliott's attorney, Dennis Johnson, stood. "Your Honor, we would like to submit..." "Sit down Mr. Johnson. I believe I have the pertinent information."...
Saturday 6th April 2019It was Saturday morning and I was groggy and tired, looking forward to forgetting all about that bastard Luther and my marital difficulties, looking forward to seeing Veronica. The only slight fly in the ointment being that Luther was her boss – but working out that tricky knot could wait for another day. The fact Luther seemed so intent on screwing up my marriage meant he’d not been interested in screwing up things between me and Veronica – at least not for now.But when...
Wife LoversSunday 30th December 2018, mid-evening“Wish me luck. Now for part two. I’ve got to go and talk to Callan.”That’s what she’d said as she’d hurriedly finished dressing. I’d not had a chance to react or say anything before Jill was down the stairs and out the house. I closed my eyes, hardly able to believe the whirlwind of emotions I was being put through today. The nervous tension of the conversation with Jill, when she’d told me how she still loved me, but that what I’d done had changed...
Wife LoversSaturday 25th August 2018, Breakfast time“Refill?”It was a month after since I’d last met him in person, the day after Malcolm, Jill, Veronica, and I had all shared a bed for the first time. My head nodding a yes to his question, the smiling black face topped me up, the aroma of steaming Colombian blend reminding me why this was my favorite time of the day. The aroma complementing the early morning quiet, disturbed only by the chorus of birds singing to each other, their purpose unclear but...
Wife LoversTuesday 14th May 2019I’d done a lot of thinking these last two days. A helluva lot of thinking. I’d been presented with Hobson’s choice, a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea. And here I was, still not totally sure which way I’d go. Parked down the street, watching the happy smile of a woman I loved as she enjoyed the sights and sounds of offspring playing. I’d chosen to park a little way away as I really still wasn’t sure what I was going to tell this woman.In some ways, I should...
Wife LoversMonday 24th December 2018, late eveningIt was about ten P.M. and Jill and I had just finished a FaceTime call with John, Becky, and our still not sleepy little granddaughter Julia. I’d just poured us each a drink and we were snuggled on the sofa discussing what we’d seen and heard on the call when suddenly there was a very loud and angry banging sound on our front door.Making a small crack in the curtain I was surprised to see our good friend Callan, Jill’s college ex and now recently divorced,...
Wife LoversTuesday 27th March 2018“Hi honey,” I greeted Jill as I trudged wearily from work into the kitchen.It had been a hell of a day. Problems, problems, problems at work. The best I’d manage to salvage from the day was crawling into our family home a little after eight p.m., any chance of Jill and me keeping our date night long gone. But this didn’t seem to have dampened Jill’s spirits. She was trying a new recipe and had told me earlier on the phone that she was fine to have our date night at home...
Wife LoversI was glad that I’d brought a couple of interview outfits. Chastity told me I looked ‘dope’ in my gray pinstripe suit, white button-down shirt, and red and gray-striped tie. She chose to dress up and wore a navy blue, almost business, suit. With her red hair braided around the top of her head, she appeared mature and vulnerable at the same time. She was stunning, and when we met in the lobby, Sam nodded his approval. My first look at Cavanaugh came when he strutted into the courtroom. He was...
Sunday 11th November 2018, one minute after midnightI was still recovering from the shock, blinking and hoping that the letters on Veronica’s big bedside TV were a dream or would soon disappear. Veronica’s soft and energetic hand was on my junk, but I’d suddenly got a case of mister droopy dick, the text on the screen the culprit.‘Hotwife Jane’s first porno tryout.’The letters slowly dissolved via some cheesy artistic effect or other, only to be replaced by words that had my guts knotting and...
Wife LoversSunday 15th April“Jill?”I’d gone into the guest room to look for a book I’d been discussing with Gemma. And I’d been totally shocked to see my sleeping wife’s body lying there. Her face showing the evidence that she’d cried herself to sleep.In that single moment all of my anger, hurt and righteous indignation from the Saturday night melted away like late snow on a Spring morning.Fuck! I’d seen Chris’s taillights disappearing around the corner with Jill sat by his side.A few minutes later our...
Wife LoversBailiff Jane Doyle says, "All rise for Judge DG Hear; plaintiffs and defendant, please remain standing. All others in the court room please be seated." "Judge, this is case #247 Snyder and Snyder vs. Brown." "Thank you, Jane, we have quite a case here. Let me give a quick review." "Mrs. April Snyder, you are charging Mr. Bruce Brown with ruining your marriage and want five-thousand dollars in damages; is that correct?" "Yes, Judge DG." "Mr. Snyder, as I understand it, you are...