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Chapter Three
I gingerly walked back into the living room sipping on a Mimosa my husband had made for me. Sunday mornings are usually my favorite time of the week, sleeping in and just cuddling with my hubby. Well this Sunday I didn’t cuddle with Doug but with Russ. I was with my second lover in just seven days. My new cuckold life was getting interesting and I was getting drawn in like a swimmer caught in a riptide.
I had become the dominant partner and was now a cuckold wife. But I also wanted to slow down and proceed with caution. Here I was almost thirty-six, never cheated in over fourteen years of marriage and in a space of two weekends I had two lovers.
This was going too fast even though I loved it, I needed a hot shower to think of what to do next. I let the water pulsate over my body warming my already flushed breasts then down past my waist gently caressing my pussy. I stood there soaping up, kneading my nipples and rubbing my pussy with the washcloth removing all sexual scents of Russ. I thought about how turned I was earlier that Sunday morning fucking him in front of my hubby. How I longed for him as he kissed me good-by at the front door of our home. Right then I came to a decision, all this was going much too fast.
Drying my hair with a towel I walked out of the bathroom naked not realizing my husband was in the room. Doug sat calmly reading the paper in that very chair only hours before watching his wife fuck another man.
‘Can we talk?’ I casually said.
‘Well Toni, if we’re going to talk you better put something on or I may get distracted.’ He said as his eyes looked directly at my bare breasts and then down at my freshly bathed snatch.
‘Oh yeah, sorry’ blushing at my nakedness. ‘I guess I need your full attention.’ quickly donning a robe while sitting down on the bed.
‘Am I right in thinking this voyeur-cuckold thing is going a little fast?’ I said.
‘You are indeed, in fact I was thinking just the same thing, my cock is sore from all this excess play!’ he laughed.
With a sly grin I said, ‘Don’t get me wrong, I’ve have had some great sex and admit I loved getting fucked by both men but maybe we should slow it down a bit.’
‘I love you watching me get fucked and the pleasure it gives you. It gives me much pleasure as well’ I told my hubby.
Your sexual intensity with these men drives me crazy and it makes my cock so hard I just want to jack off watching you!’ Doug admitted.
I smiled back at him. ‘We have to re-evaluate our thinking of potential suitors. No friends or any man at our country club. I would prefer doing this maybe a little more discreet, maybe a classy nightclub. They’re usually lots of hot looking men there.’ I told Doug.
‘You mean go with your girlfriends and pick-up a guy to bring home?’ Doug said.
‘No, honey you and I would go together. I’ll start to flirt with a guy I’m attracted too and that we both think would be a good sex partner. Then you excuse yourself leaving us alone for awhile and we’ll see where it goes from there. You know me by now I’m good at flirting with the right guy. And I know just the perfect place, it’s a very classy nightclub that just opened I would love to try it.’ I excitedly said.
‘Looks like your ready to go now.’ Doug told me.
‘Oh?’ I grinned, ‘It looks like your more ready than me!’ looking down at his erect cock tenting his pajamas bottoms. ‘I see you like the idea as much as me!’
‘Well I’m not going to argue.’ He responded with much enthusiasm. With that Doug got up and removed my robe pulling me down on the bed. His cock was rock hard in his pajamas as he rubbed my bare pussy with his hand. I stroked him setting it free hoping he could hold out without coming too soon. Mounting me he tried pushing his cock into me.
‘Slow down honey, wow I guess this life does make you horny,’ I said but I need a little foreplay before we fuck. He obliged placing one finger into my dry vagina to lubricate it. Finally his kisses and his finger got me the wetness I needed.
‘Oh my god, Doug, you feel good!’ I burst out as his cock went in as deep as it could go.
It felt okay, but guilt struck me knowing how much better Russ felt fucking me earlier. The guilt lasted only for a few moments when my hubby came quickly. I could only fake an orgasm. He held out longer than usual but still he didn’t please me sexually. I knew I needed much more than he could deliver. We kissed for a moment and got dressed. Not many words were spoken much of that afternoon as I sat tanning by the pool unsatisfied still again by my feeble husband.
It was now three weeks since my last fling with Russ. As hard as Doug tried he couldn’t give me what I needed sexually. I was frustrated and he knew it. The weather got hotter and so did I. Almost every morning after Doug left for work I masturbated, fantasizing about being with Frank, then Russ or a stranger I would meet. Although my husband didn’t please me totally I still loved him. Also I was afraid of hurting him so any thoughts of having an affair were out of the question. What I did want was to wait for the right opportunity and soon my patience would be rewarded.
The Thursday before the Fourth of July Doug called and told me he had to work late. I asked if he wanted me to come in and help but he declined and said he could finalize what was needed before the long holiday weekend. So instead of helping my husband I decided to keep busy and clean the house top to bottom so I could have the holiday weekend free.
Sweaty and tired I had just enough energy left to relax by the pool for a few minutes before my sons came home. I fell asleep for only moments before I heard them holler from the kitchen saying, ‘Mom can you drive us to baseball practice?’
Clothed with only jean shorts and a t-shirt (no panties or bra underneath) with my hair wrapped tightly in a bun I asked my sons if I could change.
‘Mom, we haven’t got time and you know how long you take getting ready.’ they shouted.
‘Okay guys can I at least put on shoes!’ I kidded as I quickly slipped on my two inch thong heels.
As I dropped off the kids at the ballpark I looked down at the fuel gauge discovering I needed some gas and pulled into the local station. ‘Damn it Doug!’ I thought to myself, ‘You’re always leaving me with no gas in my car!’
I hate pumping gas and this time was no different as I slid my credit card into the pump and started to fill the tank. As I finished I noticed that there weren’t any hand sanitizers at our pump so I walked over to the nearby pump to clean off the gas smell from my hands. As I walked back to my car only paying attention to cleaning my hands I caught my left heel on a crack in the cement and started to fall. Bracing myself for the inevitable tumble, I put my left hand out as a cushion and hit the pavement hard. There I lay embarrassed and helpless until I felt two large hands on my lower waist helping me up.
‘Are you alright Miss?’ he asked helping me to my feet.
A little rattled I said, ‘Yes I think so, thank you for the help and your concern.’
I looked up seeing a man tower over me with jet black hair, a mustache smiling but concerned at my predicament. Here was this great looking guy holding onto petite little me. As he released his hold I stood up but could feel my left wrist throbbing. I must have hurt it bracing myself when I fell.
Immediately I grabbed my wrist and squealed, ‘Ouch!’
Without another word he ran into the store and within moments came out with ice wrapped in a towel for my injured wrist. I was impressed seeing this handsome man coming to my rescue.
‘Thank you,’ I said taking the towel and ice, ‘I’m Toni, and you are?’
Nadene
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