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Click hereWell, Drew wasn't the only sweaty one; my whole body was hot, and I know there was a sheen of perspiration on me. Coming down from my orgasmic high, I thought that he'd really have liked seeing that, if there had been more light in the room.
That was when I heard it. "I love you, Amanda." We'd been cuddled up, but with that, I pushed him away.
"No, you don't, you can't and you don't mean it. We fucked, a great fuck sure enough, but that's all it was. I don't love you, I love my husband, and this will never be any more than it is. It was just sex, just some fun on the side, that's all, that's it, and we're done."
With that, I got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and peed. I grabbed a big wad of toilet paper to clean myself up, as best I could.
I walked back into the bedroom and started getting dressed. My cotton thong might not be the best thing to keep Drew's cum from leaking down my legs, but they were all I had, and I damned sure wasn't going to leave them here as some sort of souvenir for him. My bra, then my blouse, then my pants and my heels, all with Drew looking like a cross between a solid man and a forlorn putty, naked in his bed, with the sheet pulled over him. I was only a couple of blocks from the SEPTA 34th Street station, so I said, "Bye," as I walked out the door and closed it behind me. It'd take a transfer, but I'd be at the Federal Street station soon enough, a few blocks from home.
I wasn't feeling terribly guilty. There was more guilt in me earlier, when I was riding Drew, but that "I love you" shit had washed that right out of me. I knew that my pussy was red and swollen and sore, but by Saturday night she'd be completely recovered and fine. Mickey was the one I loved, and he was the one I would make love with this weekend. Everything was going to be just fine.
Her flippancy is disturbing. Her husband is gone-what-4 days and she can't possibly bear another celibate day? It is a story like this that causes me to wonder why even get married? She consciously cheats on her husband at the drop of a hat, but can't tolerate the guy saying the word "love?" It seems to me that without an expectation of fidelity and monogamy, why not just cohabit, thereby avoiding all the potentially nasty legal repercussions divorce entails?
So hubby's a Cuckold and doesn't know. I hate stories where the slut doesn't have to pay...
Looks to like it’s a marriage made in heaven mickey must be a moron and she’s a whore,and they all lived happily ever after
85% of unfaithful wives don't get caught. That's 5 out of 6. You guys might wish it was different, too bad. This lady won't get caught and she won't tell her husband. It never happened.
In that case I wouldn't want to be told. Life goes on. If it turned into a regular thing and I found out, then it's goodbye. I can't believe most men would feel any different.
R.
But, seriously, how about another chapter with wifey sweating bullets worried about sex god's love for her leading to hubby discovering what she's been doing?
Couldn’t bring myself to finish it. First few paragraphs then the last bit. wTF was that? You and Skppy writing pointless shit stories is there a contest going on I didn’t hear about? Should I give the whole story a chance?
That's it? No 3rd page? No chapter 2? In that case it was a waste of my time and your effort.
Amoral. Like watching animals rutting on the farm. A compelling and well written character snapshot.
I always enjoy your stories - loved the early Romance series, but since you’ve moved primarily to LW, you’ve become much more challenging - almost always pushing your characters into the much more interesting and true to life moral gray zones. No sinners and saints for your women and men - thank god. I find those types of characters eyerollingly (I’m pretty sure that’s not a word - but I like it anyway) tedious.
Sadly, most LW readers score on content rather than style as reflected in the egregiously low scores.
As always, thanks for sharing.
Not even sure how that works for the 750 flash. Pointless, cheating wife.
So she loves her husband. And how, pray tell, does this "love" manifest itself?
So why won't she do it again? No reason. She probably will become an opportunistic adulterer, and maybe she'll get away with it. But probably not. Mickey won't be the first man to get jealous and seek revenge, it will be Drew. When he finds out she's fucking other men, who don't give a shit about her, and jilting him, the man who truly loves and deserves her, he'll get hurt, then he'll get angry, then he'll want revenge. He might try blackmail first, but it doesn't matter. If the stupid cunt starts fucking Drew to keep her secret, she'll eventually get caught. If she rebuff's Drew's approach he'll rat her out to Mickey and let him exact revenge upon the whore and all the assholes who don't deserve her. Drew will give Mickey a list of names, excluding his own of course.
And this bitch thinks she's getting fucked now? Mickey will expose her to a whole new level of getting fucked.
Write that part of the story.
Thanks for writing this part.