- Loving Wives
- Favor
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"Hi, Danny. Can I come over tonight?" Sandy's voice sounded happy.
"Sure, what's up?" I asked, already knowing.
"I will tell you when I get there, OK?"
"OK." I answered.
Sandy giggled and hung up.
"I know I can trust you." Cary had told me.
Suddenly I wasn't too sure of that.
I know. It was wrong. But Sandy told me she wanted to be with me and the truth is that by then I wanted to be with her.
By morning we both knew. Well, I knew and I found out when I woke up and she was sitting on the bed, tears in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"I don't want to go back to Cary." She said.
"Then don't."
"Really?"
"Yes, really." I told her.
She piled on top of me and started smothering my face with kisses.
Yes. We both knew.
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Breakups are hard, something I know all about.
For the third time, there was a big fuss. Lots of yelling, threats but Cary likely didn't really want to go man on man with me.
He did call up and threaten to shoot me, but he never tried anything.
Maybe it was my answer to that.
"Don't let nothing but fear hold you back!" I told him and hung up.
The other thing I found out is that I was wrong about one thing, not all females give a shit about the money.
Sandy never asked for a single thing from Cary.
I suppose I should feel guilty as hell for fucking another man's wife, but I didn't. The guy had done it to me, so like he said, we were even.
I just didn't give her back.
I also know I got the better of things, because now nearly twenty years and three kids later, Sandy is still here.
In fact, when she came over that night so many years ago, she simply never left. We both discovered that not only were we in love, but we both had been for quite a long time.
Funny how something can be right there in front of a person's face and not be seen. Way back I used to drop by Sandy's place just to visit. Just because I wanted to, why never really registered on me.
Then one day Patty was there, looking sexy as hell.
That got in the way of the truth for awhile.
Cary? Damned if he didn't marry Sylvia, and that worked out just fine.
So as it turns out, Cary did me a favor.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoNot simply another story,because of the clever twist at the end. Keep on being clever. LP
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoPull bow.
Yes teenagers and a few more years before being mature. After that it becomes changing face thing.
Some just never grow up and some even live through it
Anonymousover 5 years agoThis is the same scenario as There Came A Knock On the Door, although with a very different outcome. Same names for people involved, also. There Came purports to be based on actual events -- up to the knock on the door. After that is imagination. Also, in There Came, Cary does not lose his wife.
Paul in Oklahoma
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoWhy do you come here and read these stories instead of your New Testament and King James Bible?? .... you pathetic hypocrite chickenfucker.
While you're casting stones at fictional characters, let me ask... Do you have the slightest CLUE as to how many men have fucked your mother's brains out? Did her father or a brother take her cherry?? Before and after her marriage, how many cocks has she fucked and sucked the cum out of and swallowed???
Get off this site and go pray for the cheating whore....or, better yet, become one of the men who fucks her. (because you definitely need some pussy)
I gave the story four well deserved stars.
Just one thing.... He should have stomped the shit out of his EX friend, Cary.
Anonymousover 7 years agojust a bunch of cheaters. I wouldn't give the time of day to anyone in this story.
Anonymousabout 8 years agoYeah it was like that back in the day. Crazy times in the sexual revolution. You couldn't NOT get wild and crazy sex, unless you avoided it by choice. The very worst penalty possible was diseases that were cleared up with antibiotics. I'm 68 now. I once sat down and totalled up all the women I've 'been with'. Seventy nine. A few long term affairs, but a lot of hit and runs. Quite a few were just blowjobs with swallowing.
Many married women whose husbands were not taking care of business. A few guys who knew their wives played. And one who handed his wife over to me for BDSM that could not do himself. That one went on almost two years. Debbie learned to do it all. Eat another woman's pussy and ass, take golden showers from another woman and I, rim the hell out of me. Still have lots of photos of her. I often wonder about "where are the women from the 60's and 70's now?"
Thanks for a fun story Mr Magmaman.
