Susan Ch. 02

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Part 2 of the 3 part series

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K.K.
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Chapter 2: Next One To Speak Loses

As I left the house that night I had no idea of where I was going or when I would see or talk to Susan again. The cab dropped me off at Clancy's Pub. I thought about going in for a drink but decided that wouldn't help anything so I got in my car and headed out to find a motel for the night. I drove out near the airport where there are several hotels and motels and after three tries was able to find a vacancy.

Once in my room I sat in the only chair in the room for about two hours trying to decide on a plan of action. How long should I wait before I call Susan? What should I say to her? As I sat mulling these things over in my head I began to feel a little guilty. After all, Susan didn't really have sex with Bob, although she might have if she hadn't passed out, and I am sure she was much too drunk to be responsible for her actions. Maybe none of this would have happened if I had just told Susan she could invite Bob to the party.

All of these thoughts spun around in my head until I began to get a headache and my stomach began to churn. I wasn't getting anywhere so I went to bed thinking it would be better to face things in the morning.

When I woke up Saturday morning I felt marginally better. My head was clear and my stomach was no longer upset. I showered, dressed and went across the street to a Waffle House for breakfast.

When I had finished eating and was drinking my second cup of coffee I reviewed my actions of the night before. My assessment was that what I had done to Susan was nearly unforgivable but what Susan had done to me over the last seven years was worse. This revelation allowed me to forgive myself for what I had done even though I knew Susan would never be able to forgive me if she found out that I had set her up.

Once I put my guilt aside I was able to start thinking about a long term plan. I decide that I would not make any attempt to contact Susan for a few days, then on Wednesday I would call her and say that I wanted to stop by the house and pick up a few more of my things. My plan was that I would not show Susan any desire on my part to discuss the events of Friday night or any inclination to forgive her for what she had done, or thought she had done.

When I got back to my motel room I opened my brief case to get something to read and found the pictures I had taken of Susan with Bob. As I looked at the picture of Susan laying there with Bob's cock in her hand and cum all over her face I felt a little pang of guilt which was quickly replaced by a feeling of lust when I looked at the picture that showed my semen leaking from Susan's pussy. As I felt an erection beginning to build I thought about calling Susan and asking her to forgive me.

Luckily sanity barged into my room in the form of the chamber maid. I grabbed my jacket and sunglasses went for a long walk. As I walked, I thought about the call I had almost made. I was going to ask Susan to forgive me? What the hell was the matter with me? I caught myself saying, half out loud, "I have to stay with my plan." What ever was going to happen now was up to Susan. I couldn't go back to her and continue in our marriage unless Susan made some changes. I strengthened my resolve and pledged to myself that I would not go back to Susan unless she changed. A promise of change wouldn't be good enough. Susan had made promises before and never kept them. This time she would have to demonstrate to me that she has changed. I knew there was a possibility that she would never change and in that case, as painful as it would be, I would have to divorce her.

The walk did me good. When I got back to my room I knew what I had to do and I now had the resolve I needed to get through this ordeal.

Getting through Monday and Tuesday was difficult. During that time I didn't answer my phone, I just let voice mail pick up. Susan called once on Tuesday and demanded that I call her. I didn't.

On Wednesday afternoon I called Susan at her office. When she recognized my voice on the phone she said, "Jamie, where are you? I've been trying to get a hold of you all week."

"I'm at work. I am going to come by the house tonight to...."

Before I could complete the sentence Susan interrupted and said, "Good. It's about time you came to your senses and came home."

As usual Susan was fighting to get the upper hand. I repeated myself, "I'm at work. I am going to come by the house tonight to pick up some of my things. I am going to look for an apartment. When I find one I'll get the rest of my stuff."

Susan was silent on the other end of the line. I waited for a few seconds for her to respond and when she didn't I said, "I'll be there around 6:00. It's not necessary for you to be there, it'll only take me a few minutes to get what I need. "

I heard Susan faintly say, "Okay" then I hung up.

When I got to the house I was a little nervous. I didn't know what was going to happen when I went in, I didn't even know if Susan would be home. I was determined that no matter what Susan said or did I was going to remain calm and stay with my plan.

I knocked first then let myself in with my key. Susan was sitting in the family room dressed in a short red skirt and a white silk blouse. This was an outfit I bought for here on her birthday and was one of my favorites because she looked so sexy in that red skirt. I told her that every time she wore that outfit. She seldom wore that skirt and blouse because it was something I liked.

When Susan looked up at me her eyes were red as thought she had been crying. I thought to myself 'Stay strong.'

Susan spoke first. "How are you?"

"Fine."

"Are you really leaving me for good?"

"I don't know. That will be up to you. Some things have to change."

"You have to give me another chance. I am sorry about what happened. I have never done anything like that before. I don't know what came over me."

I said, "I do. You were drunk."

Up till this point I was seeing the sweet Susan. The one I still loved, but she changed quickly.

"Yes I was drunk, but that was your fault. You should never have let me drink that much. You know I can't handle more than three drinks. You did nothing to stop me now we have this thing to deal with."

I said, "What thing is that?"

"What happened after the party. Here, with Bob."

"What happened here with Bob after the party? Remember, I wasn't here because you took off and left me at Clancy's with no car keys?"

"You know what happened. You took those awful pictures."

"I thought the pictures were quite good. They seemed to capture the moment accurately wouldn't you say?"

"I have no idea. I don't remember any of it. I woke up with Bob's.... Well I woke up and found Bob on the floor half naked and then that horrible picture. But I don't remember any of it. You have to believe me."

"Why do I have to believe you?"

"You can't leave me because of something that was beyond my power to control. You know I would never have done that if I were sober."

I said, You're right. I can't leave you because of something beyond your control. And it just might be that you couldn't control what happened here Friday night. So I am not leaving you just because I have pictures of you with Bob's cock in your mouth and semen all over your face. I am leaving you because almost everything you have done during our seven years together lead up to this happening. You have been a mean, nasty, selfish person who on rare occasions could be the sweetest most loving person I ever met. I have become convinced that there are two people locked inside that beautiful body of yours. Ever since I've known you the bitch has been the dominant personality. You will have to change that if you hope to salvage our marriage. Otherwise it's over."

Susan began to cry. "I'll change. I'll do what ever you want. Please don't leave me."

I felt myself weaken for a moment but I didn't bend. "I have to get my things. I'll be just a few minutes."

I quickly gathered up some of my CDs and my portable player, a few books, and some more clothes. When I came back into the family room Susan came over to me and put her arms around my neck. Because my arms were full of books, CDs and clothes I couldn't push her away and I wasn't sure I wanted to. Susan leaned into me and kissed me then stepped back and said, "I'll change, I promise. You'll see, but if you leave you'll never know and I'll find someone else. If you leave now I might have to call Bob and ask him to come over. He has been after me for a repeat of Friday night. He said I was a fantastic lover."

I laughed and said, "At least he remembers what happened."

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, just an image I had in my head."

In the brief time I had been in the house Susan had gone from being the Susan I love to the Susan I hate so quickly I wasn't sure anymore who Susan was.

I smiled at Susan and said, "You do whatever you have to do. But if you do fuck Bob again or anyone else for that matter we will never get back together." Then I turned and left the house.

There is an expression in contract negotiations that goes something like "The next one to speak loses." As I left the house I knew that whichever one of us initiated contact next would be the loser. If I called Susan it would mean that I had weakened and was ready to give in to her, but if she contacted me I would have the upper hand.

It was two weeks before Susan finally caved. She called me at work and left a message asking me to come by the house after work. I returned her call and told her I would stop by at six o'clock that evening.

I wondered if she was really ready to work things out or if she still thought she could win.

As I approached the house that evening I debated whether I should ring the door bell and wait for Susan to answer the door or should I just walk in. I decided ring the door bell. I felt that would send the message that I didn't consider this to be my home anymore.

I rang the bell but Susan didn't come to the door right away. I rang the bell again and waited twenty seconds. I was guessing that Susan wanted me to just walk in but I was determined that I wouldn't do that so I turned and headed back to my car. Just as I got to the car Susan opened the door and asked why I was leaving. I lied and said, "When you didn't answer the door I thought you weren't home."

"I'm sorry, I was upstairs when the bell rang and couldn't get downstairs immediately."

I guessed we were even now. One lie each.

As I walked into the house I asked, "What is it you needed to see me about?"

Susan said, "I miss you and I want you to come home. I need you with me. I know we can work things out if you'll just give me a chance."

I was surprised. Susan was more conciliatory than I expected. "What do you have in mind?" I sat down on the sofa and waited to hear her answer.

Susan came over and sat next to me. She took my hand in her small hand and said, "I want you to come home. I'll make it up to you for what I did on your birthday. I can't stand not having you with me." Then she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. She kissed me several times then said, "I will never do anything like that again. Please forgive me."

Well this was the Susan I still loved and I couldn't resist her kisses. As our kisses got more passionate Susan put her hand in my lap and started massaging my cock through my pants. She quickly got me erect then she opened my pants and released my cock. Then Susan did something she didn't normally do until after a great deal of foreplay. She bent down and took my cock into her mouth and began licking and sucking it in a very loving and sensuous manor. She had me ready to climax in only a very few minutes. She stopped just before I exploded and suggested that we move up to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom I stripped Susan and lifted her onto the bed and then I got undressed. I was so horny that I couldn't wait to taste her so I went straight to her pussy. As I ran my tongue up and down over her vulva and teased her labia Susan mewed and put her hands behind my head and pulled me into her pussy. Susan was very wet. She must have been wet before I even got to the house. It excited me to think that she had been that aroused by the idea of having sex with me. It was only a couple of minutes after that Susan had a big orgasm.

As soon as Susan calmed I moved up on top of her and pushed my steel hard cock inside her hot, wet pussy. I began stroking slowly because I didn't want to climax to soon. As we got into a slow rhythm together I kissed Susan and asked her why she was so horny.

Susan laughed and said, "I was hoping all day that we would make love tonight."

That was good to hear. I asked, "How sure were you that we would end up in bed?"

"I was pretty sure. I knew that if you still loved me I would be able to seduce you, and I was right. I am so happy now. Tomorrow you can get your stuff and bring it all back home. In a couple of weeks everything will be back to normal."

I asked, "What do you mean back to normal?"

"Well, just that by then our friends will know that we are back together and that I forgave you so they will too. Then we can start going out with them again."

"You forgive me? Your friends forgive me?" As I mulled that over in my head I quickened my stroke and had my climax. As soon as my cock stopped spewing semen into Susan I pulled out and got off the bed.

As I quickly dressed Susan asked me what was wrong. I said, "Did I ask you to forgive me? Do you think I give a fuck if your friends forgive me? The important question here is if I forgive you, And I don't."

When I had me shirt and pants on, I picked up my socks and shoes and headed down stairs. Susan followed. When we got down stairs she said, "What this? You come over, fuck me and just leave? What kind of rotten bastard are you?"

"The kind that doesn't fall for your bullshit anymore. When you are really ready to work things out give me a call." As I finished putting my shoes and socks on I was thinking 'Next one to speak.'

As I headed to the door Susan said, "You know, you aren't really that good in bed. Bob is a much better lover."

I said, "Oh, did you fuck him again?"

"No. But now I remember your birthday and how great it was making it with as good a lover as Bob."

"Ah... Now you remember. That's very interesting." I wanted to say more but I let it go. I decided it was time to keep my mouth shut. As I opened the door to leave I turned to Susan and said, "Susan, I still love you but I can't be with you anymore. If I stay with you, you'll ruin my life. Get help before you ruin your own life." It was hard but I didn't look back as I walked down the sidewalk to my car.

As I drove away I wasn't sure how I felt but I knew that I would not contact Susan again. I didn't know if I wanted to get divorced or not so I decided to leave that up to Susan.

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tazz317tazz317about 8 years ago
NOW THE OLDE GODS TAKE OVER

and mingle with minds and actions, TK U MLJ LV NV

AnonymousAnonymousover 8 years ago
So its all his fault, seriously?

"Maybe none of this would have happened if I had just told Susan she could invite Bob to the party."

Many stupid line has been written on Literoticas but this matches most. She shits all over him, betraying him on his birthday by both disrespecting him and then allowing her 'friend' access to parts of her only a husband of a married woman should have and somehow it is the husband's fault!!!

I do like your writing and am good with reconciliation but come on don't make your husband's total wimps...

Tim413413Tim413413over 8 years ago
Very good story.

Now to the last chapter to see why previous readers did not like the ending.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 9 years ago
Well he's not making much headway

He's stayed away and she really hasn't changed at all. She's manipulating him. I'm not sure there is anyway out of this for him except to divorce the snot nosed bitch. I don't see her changing without professional help.

Drbeamer3333Drbeamer3333about 9 years ago
Enjoyed it

what a stupid woman. Thanks for the offering.

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