Sleepover
It was Saturday night about seven PM when I arrived home with Tyler. My wife, Barbara, had called me earlier in the day saying that she’d bought a special outfit that she knew I’d like. She’d said, “I’ll have dinner going and will be wearing the outfit for you when you get home.” After I hung up, I realized that she didn’t remember that Tyler was coming home with me. I’d told her earlier in the week that Tyler and I were going fishing Sunday morning and that he would be staying the night with...
Cuckold