1. Payback is a Bitch


    Date: 5/30/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: Simon66, Source: LushStories

    My wife Laura had been ather sister's for three days. She'd gone to visit her after the bank holiday and but for a late call into work to deal with a serious computer glitch I'd have been there too. I was half glad because although I loved visiting her sister, the trip to Cornwall was tedious to say the least and I just could't be arsed. Maybe it was that, maybe it was that we weren't getting on at the moment and five hours in a car with her picking holes in every fucker who overtook or drove too close for comfort would have got on my tits more than any of her other idiosyncrasies currently were. Anyway we'd agreed that her spending a week or so on her own with her sister Jenny may do us good. “Don't forget to send me pictures,” I said in parting. “Yeah right,” she said waving her hand out the window as she pulled out of the end of the street. She knew what I meant. I'd tried for years to get her to send me nude pictures of herself whenever we were apart, but with limited success. Ironically it was her sister Jenny who'd given me the idea. She'd been having an affair on and off for years and had told Laura that she would take pictures of herself and text them to her lover, telling Laura that it was a huge turn on for them both. We'd done it for a while when I was working away for a week at a time, but Laura had never felt truly comfortable with it. Coming up with a list of excuses every time I'd asked; the kids, the place, not in the mood, ME! I'd stopped asking. We'd ...
    discussed role play and fantasies, but the former was out and the latter was private! She'd tell me the fantasy so far, but no detail. Always being too embarrassed love her! So her erotic thoughts stayed wrapped up in her own mind. Frustrating to say the least, but hey ho! I knew that Laura had had her fair share of lovers, but that had never bothered me. Indeed there were some things that she'd done that I wanted her to elaborate on as I felt that they were highly arousing; Wanking a guy off in a park, fucking some guy in her parent's bed, dressing in next to nothing at some toga party and flirting outrageously. Yes she was younger, slimmer, felt sexy, had no kids and was carefree, but in my eyes she still was. I could never get her to think away from the negatives of her life, and over the years I'd become frustrated at trying to do so. We'd done our fair share of experimental or risqué sex, but Laura it seemed always felt embarrassed afterwards and so those times had become fewer and fewer, dwindling to nothing and as they had so my lust had waned. Lovemaking had reached the mundane and repetitive; always in bed, always the same. Was I to blame? Possibly, but I was past caring, past trying, past wanting. It had all came to a head some fifteen years ago when I’d come close to an affair. The temptation was too great and I’d succumbed somewhat to the charms of a work colleague, though the affair, as such, never got past a kiss and a quick fingering in a layby. I couldn’t hide the ...
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