1. Backfired


    Date: 7/31/2017, Categories: Reluctance, Author: PervyStoryteller, Source: LushStories

    The man twisted the business card between his fingers with a terrible sensation in the pit of his stomach, like waves crashing against the rock he’d always considered his marriage to be; erosive powers eating away at it. He was in a car, his wife’s car. He’d only borrowed it because his own needed repair work. Forgetting for a moment that it wasn’t his car, he’d stuck his hand into the pocket in the door, and instead of a clock disc, he’d found a business card. BIG DICK McSHAG SATISFACTION AND DISCRETION GUARANTEED LENGTH: 10 INCHES (25 CM) GIRTH: 8 INCHES (20 CM) PRICE: NEGOTIABLE CALL NOW: 078XXXXXXXX There could hardly be any doubt what the card was about. For a big man, Phil was less than adequately endowed in the one department every man believes really counts. It had always been a source of embarrassment to him, and though his wife was sweet and said that it was what he did with it that counted, her selection of toys hardly erred on the side of modesty. He sat there a while, feeling physically ill. He’d never been a smoker, but he suddenly understood why some might feel a craving in times of stress. His wife! How could Emma do such a thing? He should have it out with her, of course, but there were so many conflicting feelings battling for supremacy. Having turned things over and over in his mind, he took out his mobile and dialled the number. He didn’t like the sound of the man who styled himself “Big Dick”. Not only did he sound like a right chancer, he was also ...
    very guarded. “You understand, Phil,” he said. “I never divulge any information about who has or has not availed themselves of my services.” Big Dick sounded as if he’d learned this line off the TV. “But what if it was your wife?” Phil demanded. Big Dick gave a little chuckle. “Fortunately I’ve never been tempted to get hitched,” he said. “There are plenty of willing takers for my services, most of them married. A man gets a bit cynical after a while.” Phil was astounded by the man’s effrontery. “But…” “But there is nothing to say your wife… Emma, was it?” “It is.” “Emma… has ever been in touch. I’m not sparing with my business cards. They’re all over the place.” That may well be the case. But Phil wasn’t so sure. At the back of his mind he was remembering… There was nothing to say Emma had phoned up Big Dick McShag, far less done anything, but Phil had been running things through his mind for a while now, and he just knew. Or rather, he felt that there might be a way to become certain. He was almost certain. There was something about Big Dick’s manner. However guarded he tried to be, it seemed to Phil that the man was gloating. “Yes, I see,” he said. He was being eaten up inside as he took the plunge. “The thing is, Mr McShag…” How stupid was he actually calling the man that? “I want to make you a proposition.” * The call over, Big Dick McShag let out a huge sigh of relief. It wasn’t unknown for irate husbands to phone him up and give him a piece of their mind. Those calls he ...
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