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The next time I awoke it was afternoon of the next day. I was alone in the bed. Sudden dread and remorse filled me.
Oh fuck, what the fuck did we do?
Where was Katie?
I stumbled to the toilet and then down to breakfast, my mind still reeling from the potential disaster that we had sleepwalked into. Did this mean the end? What the fuck was wrong with me?
Katie was sat at the breakfast table, wearing her robe. She smiled up at me as I walked in, and pushed across a strong cup of coffee. I gratefully grabbed it and sat down. There was a drawn out silence.
"Where's Eric?" I asked eventually, cringing as I said it.
"Oh, he's gone back home. Didn't want to worry his parents." Another awkward pause and we looked at each other, both avoiding it.
Finally I cracked.
"Are we ok?" I asked, a little harsher than I intended. Her expression was one of deep anxiety.
"I hope so." She said in a small voice. "Look, last night..."
"It's Ok." I cut in. "I enjoyed it."
Her smile was knowing, "I could tell," she replied.
"Maybe there is something wrong with me, maybe I am some sort of sick pervert, but I enjoyed seeing you with him. It made me hornier than I have been in my whole life." She was silent for another moment, her hand resting on her coffee mug.
"I sucked him off this morning, while you were asleep." She shrugged "It felt naughty. Felt like the permission from last night was over, like I was actually cheating. But I did it anyway. I sucked his cock right here, as he ate breakfast. I licked his balls then swallowed down his cum." Her eyes shot up to mine, worried. I dragged my chair around to hers and took her hand, guiding down to my cock.
"Just hearing you say that has made me horny as fuck." She glanced up at me, her hand wrapping around my cock. "I guess I am a twisted bastard but I want you to fuck him every day. Send him back to Iraq so ravaged he won't need pussy for a year." Her hand was pumping on my cock now. "Tell him that when you get back from work each day he can come over here and do what he likes to you. Tell him you are his toy, with my permission, until he goes back out."
"Oh god honey I love you." She whimpered, slipping down to suck my cock again.
"I love you too Katie." I threw my head back as she started sucking me in earnest.
"Katie?"
"hmmmps?" came the muffled reply.
"For my birthday next week; I think we need to get you a new dress."
End of Part Two
- COMMENTS
BSreader11 months agoMy cup of tea but thanks for allowing me to express unlike so many authors who are afraid to hear the truth. Its bull.
Anonymousover 9 years agoI too harbor fantasies of my wife with a young stud/soldier. To see a prim and proper wife turn wicked lights up my desire. Although her transition was rapid i found it temptingly believable--spawned by a slightly racy trigger in that red dress. My wife is wearing a red dress today and my search to find your story on Literotica was driven by my fantasy of sharing the joy with a deserving stranger. Really enjoyed it from the safety of my computer.
Also enjoyed some of your phrases, natural, funny, genuine. The 3rd page of Chapter 2 also wrenchingly real, as there would surely be doubts and regrets, fears, and increased longing too. I think hubby went a bit too far in granting daily access to the new stud but I like the idea of a soldier getting everything they could want.
By way of critique, there are a number of times where there is an error in word choice--word correctly spelled but the wrong word. Maybe spell check tripped you up? A little distracting, but did not break the spell. Keep it up.
Looking forward to Chapter 3. Gotta go, my wife is returning...
Anonymousover 11 years agoMy wife and I both really enjoyed this story!!! +++ Excellent writer. Definitely belongs in Loving Wives section.
toomuchinmyheadover 11 years agoWho says that YOU make the rules? As another commenter said, it's LOVING wives, with no definition of who they are loving. In addition, there was fair warning at the beginning. Just because YOU don't understand it doesn't make it wrong.
Great, hot and dirty, pure fantasy, well told. Few typos overlooked. Thanks, Quill.
