I had been suggesting to my wife for about the past six years that she should find a male fiend to keep her company while I was away. I kept insisting that since I was her first fuck, she should find out if she was truly satisfied with my cock alone.
I had not always been faithful to her and ended up fucking several other women while I was away and sometimes even when I wasnt away. I was feeling a bit guilty as she had remained faithful to me even after learning of a couple of the women. Or at least so I believed.
One evening late, I had gone to bed and was just drifting off to sleep when the telephone rang. It was my wife. She said rather haltingly, "Well, I guess that I am now an adulterous woman." My heart nearly leaped into my throat and I caught my breath. I had been coaxing her for years to do just that, to assuage my guilt, and now she was telling me that she had done it. A multitude of things raced through my mind. The guilt that I had felt was now replaced with apprehension. I never thought that she would. Not even in my wildest dreams. But now she was telling me that she had and very recently.
I pressed her for details, not wanting to seem over anxious. "Do I, ah, know the, ah, gentleman?" I asked. "No." she replied. "I met him at a dance. Your cousin Cheryl and I went to the Old Red Barn to dance and have a few drinks. I met Bob and we danced and had a few drinks. We did some petting while on the dance floor. He would rub his cock against my leg and he felt my breasts th... Læs hele novellen
