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Reggie did come back to work for two weeks, and he and Margo did enjoy several trysts. His announcement that he was taking a years leave of absence to go travelling caught us all off guard.
When he returned almost a year later. We were in for an even bigger surprise. He was not alone. On his arm was the most stunning woman. Tall, with the most spectacular eyes, large dark glistening pools of light. Her bright red lips shone in the light. I felt my heart race as he completed the introductions. Her name was Nina, tall, much taller than Reggie, her long slender legs seemingly went forever. The white flowing sheer fabric of her breezy dress looked so gorgeous highlighted by her dark obsidian coloured Nubian skin. She glowed like an Egyptian goddess.
Even Margo was stunned, Nina was a woman who could take the breath out of anyone's sails. Her smooth French accent only made her more appealing.
Margo did eventually manage to find her tongue, taking Nina into the kitchen to help prepare afternoon tea. "Good god, you bloody lucky bugger." I gushed. "She is wonderful."
"She certainly is." He agreed.
"What are your plans?"
"We are going to move back into the old place, as soon as we can evict the tenants. We will take a little time too settle in, and I should be back in the office in about a month."
"You two, are an item then, not just passing ships."
"We are very much, deeply in love."
"Well good for you." I replied giving him a pat on the back. "She seems amazing."
"Totally, I hope she and Margo are able to make friends, I would like it if we were able to get past all of the events of the months leading up too Rochelle's passing."
"I have already forgotten, you will have to talk to Margo about her expectations."
"You can trust me Conrad."
I laughed loudly, drawing quizzical glances from the kitchen. "That Reggie is a lie. When it comes to Margo, I think we both know, she will get what she wants."
He laughed, "Not this time. Nina would castrate me."
"Serves you bloody right."
"Yes, I was a bit of a shit, I am sorry old man. I know I keep saying it. But I don't know what else to say. Margo is a force of nature, and rather hard to say no too."
"Yes, she is that. I have never been able to say no to her, regardless of how objectionable the situation might be."
In the end, Nina and Margo, became special friends. Reggie and I were able to rebuild a bit of our earlier friendship.
Nina, what a sensationally erotic creature. She managed to capture my imagination from the very first day. Since then, we have managed to fashion something more than a normal friendship. I have suggested to Margo, that we should try swinging. So far she hasn't been all that forthcoming, but I have noticed a far deeper connection between her and Nina, and they have been spending a lot of time in very secretive conversations.
Who knows what the future holds. I paid for my crimes, but the road to true forgiveness can be a torturous path. Hopefully we can continue our journey together. Margo's affair with Reggie was a wake up call for my thoughtless actions, and it almost destroyed our marriage.
Thankfully, we have emerged from the tunnel, stronger and closer than ever. Now all I have to do, is convince Margo, that swinging might be a lot of fun. If I can convince her, then Reggie will have no choice. You never know it, might happen.
Wife: Margo Collins.
Husband: Conrad.
Lover: Reginald Baxter
- COMMENTS
phill1c2 months agoI appreciate and respect the acumen of the author. I find the notion that a wife is terminally ill and her husband has the time and energy to juggle her imminent death and getting his knob polished by a subordinate's wife totally abhorrent.
And, as the mistress, my friend is dying but I'm fucking her husband?!
Kinda monstrous, really. And staying with them? C'mon, no way nobody get's physically hurt or killed. Not in our currrent gun culture.
Anonymous3 months agoYou hypocritical moralists crack me up. You hang out on a pornographic website, then get insulted and hurt feelings because there is pornography on it!
Anonymous3 months agoIf a writer can elicit a response of raw emotion, be it love [is't that a nice feeling] or hate [is't that a debilitating and frustrating emotion?] better still dredge up all those morals that are one way when standing on the pulpit, they have achieved what they set out to do. Topic not my cuppa tea, the writing rather good. I'll settle for 4.
Anonymous3 months agoI'd lost patience with this by the time I got to the end of the first page. I simply couldn't engage with either of these two deeply unpleasant hypocrites with the morals of alley cats. I don't necessarily object to the cuckold theme outright if both spouses are on the same page but these two just read like a couple of juvenile idiots trying to one up each other.
Anonymous3 months agoWell written and I believe down rated due to prejudice rather than merit or critique.
Conrad really did make his bed. The treatment by his wife was but a fraction of his own and generally more tempered with care and that he actually did enjoy sources when he let go and allowed himself.
Anonymous3 months agoNie rozumiem komentarzy. Autor na początku zaznaczył, ze jest to opowiadanie o idiotach i dla idiotów czy też innych chorych . Dlatego przeczytalem początek i komentarze. Głupot nie mozna oceniać.
