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Click hereI had it all planned out. I put the orchids in a cardboard box, and took them to her house via the path in the woods. Once there, my plan was to put the orchids on the desk in her bedroom. She had said she wasn't going to be home. No note of course - Chris had to think she had bought them for herself. I drafted a long email to her begging her forgiveness and telling her how important she was to me, which I planned to send just around the time she would be arriving home.
The side door was locked. There was a car I didn't recognize parked on the street in front of their house, but I took no real notice. I found the key under the fake rock and opened the door. I unboxed the orchids, left the box in the mud room, and headed upstairs. I heard soft music playing.
As I reached the top of the stairs, an orchid in each hand, I heard a man's voice softly saying "Oh, God. Oh, God." My heart skipped a beat or two. I couldn't stop myself. The master bedroom door was slightly ajar. I peered through the opening. And there I saw Cathy. My Cathy. She was on hands and knees on the bed. Her mouth was clamped tight around the cock of a man. Her hand cupped his balls. Her pussy was hovering over his face. She was slowly bobbing up and down as the man continued to moan. I don't know how long I watched their erotic tableau.
I must have bumped against the door. The man opened his eyes and looked at me. He said "What the fuck?" in a loud voice. Cathy raised her head and looked up. Our eyes met.
"Tom!" she cried.
I stood there for some seconds as if paralyzed. Then, as they watched, I walked over to her desk and placed the orchids down. I looked at her. "These are for you, Cathy. I hope you like them," I said in a quiet, shaky voice. Then I turned, walked back downstairs, let myself out, and headed for home.
- COMMENTS
NVDiceGuyover 3 years agoHa! Great story. Really well paced and full of unexpected twists. I know I am late but I don’t see more chapters. Was this the climax?
Nitpicalmost 4 years agoSurprised at the ending.Also surprised he could dump two months of accumulated cum in Michele ,when he is wanking over Chris every night.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoInteresting plot twist with the current issues. Can’t wait to see where things go. I was expecting the husband to be with a TV and her news was going to be a divorce
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoIt was curious, but not dramatic or compelling. Cathy was cheating on her husband, than cheating with his wife behind his back. So he was surprised Cathy was a bisexual slut? That's odd, since it takes one to know one, and they definitely both were one.
Again, an interesting plot idea, but the octane was too low to get any ignition. Thanks for the effort.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoMostly toward comments from readers.
It is good to see that not only are writers mentally ill, bur readers as well.
For God's sake people: He cheated on the wife, and slut did as well.
Did he think that slut will change her ways now?
3 assholes got what they needed.
To the writer: Story was OK, you presented characters that may be there in the world, but if one of them gets hit by a bus... I am still going to sleep well.
northstanderrhinoalmost 4 years agoHe sadly loses his wife and quite rightly begins the grieving process. He deals with his loss by hiring a big arsed RV and toddles off to do a grand tour of the USA. He very occasionally decides to send a text to his "lover".
He eventually, after seemingly an endless time away, has an epiphany of sorts, and realises that he really wants to be with Cathy. But instead of making his way back home, he continues his treck around the States, sightseeing.
When he eventually arrives back does he attempt to go see his lover? No of course not, he cleans out the RV, sorts out food etc. He then decides to buy some flowers and without making any contact with Cathy, goes to her house and effectively breaks in as he wasn't invited, only to, surprise, surprise, find that he has been replaced.
What did he expect? The red carpet treatment?
Perhaps a follow-up chapter to clear up the loose ends.
SwordWielderalmost 4 years agoHis wife consents to allowing him (and Cathy) provide her with sexual pleasure, but still refuses to provide him with any. Only because she allows him to make love with Cathy is his willing to stay in the relationship, and then she dies. He takes off for a trip to clear his mind after her death. Why would a man who is interested in women have sex with a crossdresser or a pre-op T-girl? I could understand him having sex with a post-op T-girl (i.e. she has had sexual re-asignment surgery) and therefore is a woman (except for genetics), but why would he suck this person's penis? Then when he gets home he finds Cathy have sex with someone else. He didn't talk to her about what was going on in his head and how he felt, and she obviously didn't talk to him. I liked the story until he had sex with the T-girl - that just doesn't make sense. Now he has money to do what he wants; the question is what does he want to do and where does he want to go. I'd recommend rewriting this chapter and stopping the sex with the T-girl when he found out. Past that I'm interested in seeing where chapter 3 goes.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoLeads to some sort of redemption in chapter three. Chapter one showed such promise untiL you decided to explore all the colors of the sexual rainbow.
Anonymousalmost 4 years ago'Long-winded' is the kindest way I can describe this tedious story.
