1. Rebecca's new friend


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Cuckold, Wife / MILF, Author: AlexDern, Source: sexstories.com

    I was on my way home from work when Rebecca called me and told me she had a delightful surprise for me. I was thinking she made me my favorite dinner, but then I laughed to myself because Rebecca rarely cooks. She is a strong and independent woman, a tom-boy maybe, but definitely not a homebody. When I arrived home, I walked in and Rebecca was wearing her pants and blazer with a purple silk blouse underneath. She was also a corporate employee like me. I don't like admitting this but my wife makes more than I do and is in a much higher position on the corporate ladder. Rebecca smiled, "I brought you some take-out sweetheart. You're favorite! Asian. The house maid is gone, the house is clean, and we can have some fun tonight!" "Thank you sweaty." I walked into the other room and a man was sitting at the table. We introduced each other. His name was Bill. He was a tall man with moderately long hair, a beard, and a demeanor like a biker. "Sweety see! I brought you Asian food, but I love American food, burgers, hot dogs, sausages." She smiled devil like at Bill. "So where did you two meet," I asked. "At a bar on the lakeshore," Rebecca smiled, "Bill is a mechanic and a plumber. I thought you would like to see what a housewife would be like. You married a working woman and I don't want you to have any regrets Johnathan." She made an exaggerated sad face and then looked at Bill. My wife rarely called me Johnathan. They were sitting next to each other at the table and I wasn't sure ...
    what was going on underneath. "Alright?" I said. "Oh John don't be so shy. You know you want to see this man fix our sink," She took Bill's hand on the table and giggled. "Bill, did I tell you that John went to Harvard? I'm so proud of him. I paid for his masters in business." Bill smiled back at her and said condescendingly, "No. Maybe after I teach him how to fix the sink he could help me with my taxes?" They both laughed hysterically. They got up and went by the sink. Rebecca whispered something in Bills ear. He put his hand on her chest and felt her breast through her blazer. "You see John. Bill just wants to know what's in my heart." Bill gave her a hug. He stood almost six feet four. My wife was five eight. Before I knew it he was under the sink like a plumber looking around. "What do you see down there?" She asked him with authority as she stood over him and to the right a little. As she paced around waiting for an answer her high-heels were making loud noises as if she wanted my attention to be no where else. She was wearing her favorite perfume and smelled delicious. My beautiful wife had thick, straight, brown hair, and a visage like Julia Roberts, but a younger more curvaceous body. They talked some time but I was anticipating what was to come so it all sounded like plumber jargon to me. After a while I heard the words, "Oh it looks like you might need some help down there. Let me be a good housewife and see if I can help you find your hammer. My husband will love ...
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