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Click hereAfter I withdrew she remained in the same position, ready for him. When he came into her it was very slowly wanting her to feel every bit of his length and girth. I heard her begin to groan, sounds of her pleasure, mewing each time he moved his cock into her and then, and I could see it on her face, regret each time he pulled back out. After several unhurried strokes, teasing her, perhaps wanting her to beg, she moaned and said, "Oh yes, I want this. Andrew, thank you. Jack, thank you for this too."
He began to feed his cock in and out, more vigorously. "Yes, like that, just like that! Don't stop doing that, Andrew. Even harder!"
This was the first time I had seen my lovely, sexy, wife being penetrated by another man. I moved around behind the couch where I could look directly into her eyes and take hold of her hands. She looked at me just as directly, sweat forming on her face reflecting both intense pleasure and her appetite for more of what was producing it, almost sobbing for more. I could feel her pushing back, trying to take more of him and deeper with each stroke.
I leaned over and kissed her again. She smiled at me. "It's very good for me, Jack. You are good for me too. I see the love in your eyes, even as I am giving myself to him."
She mouthed the words, "I love you, Jack." In that moment I hardly could feel confident in what she said about being entirely mine again. She was fooling herself, not intentionally, but nevertheless I was sure she was. Wishful thinking, I felt. I watched them for a few minutes more, leaned in to kiss her again, and then I left them. It was hard to watch what my friend and wife were doing for one another--and hard not to watch, to leave them. I went upstairs and much later I finally did fall asleep.
Sunday
I awakened only when I felt her lay down beside me. The clock read three o'clock.
"How was your time together this time, Tracy?"
"Jack, I came several more times, in different positions. He was better for me this time, more assertive, more energy. I responded to that with more enthusiasm and I took more pleasure from it. You could see that beginning when you left. You could have watched, you know. I'm sorry you didn't. I thought you would want more of seeing me fucked, being very hot for it. After he has gone home I will tell you about it if you want me to, sometime but not now. I need to sleep. See you in the morning, sweetheart."
I awakened at eight; Tracy was fast asleep. I went downstairs and into the kitchen for coffee. Andrew was standing with a cup in his hand. He would not look me in the eye. "Jack, I should go," he said. "Thanks for the weekend. Good luck to you and Tracy."
I told Andrew if he wanted to return, next time he should come with someone else, a wife. I made clear he would be unwelcome if he came alone. He nodded and left.
After ten months of silence we received a wedding announcement. Andrew was marrying a local woman he has known since high school. We did not go to the wedding and have not seen him again. Maybe sometime in the future we will.
For Tracy and me that week-end had presented unanticipated and hard to resist temptations, previously unacknowledged desires and vulnerabilities, and decisions to come that could change our sexual relationship and potentially our marriage.
What happened next for Tracy and me is another story. I look forward to sharing it.
- COMMENTS
theVikingSailorover 1 year agoI did not enjoy this story. However, I gave it a five in the voting thing. That is because the writer did an incredible job of exploring the relationships, feelings, motivations, etc. of people that get involved in this type of situation--which, I believe, happens from time to time in real life. Whether a story makes the reader feel good is irrelevant. This is not a feel-good story. It is a story intended to teach, and possibly warn, as well as to stimulate thought. I know from first hand experience that the idea of watching one's woman with another man can be arousing and tempting. I also know from first hand experience that it can be a disaster. This story should be read by any man considering this experience. Really great job Albright.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoWhat is with all these pathetic wimp cucks giving away their wife? If a mentally challenged writer/cuck gives up his wife in a dream or reality why make the couple married? Just make them whore and pimp.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoWhat a tremendous pile of botched shit this was. I‘m still vomiting.
Have a bucket full, ya sissy scribbler.
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Wesshopalmost 2 years agoI gave this 3 stars as it is a good read but have more questions after reading it then answers. I agree Jack was stupid to send his wife to Andrew but maybe he though that it would be fine like being in a strip club. Limited touching. Once things started it was to late. Tracy seem to be ready to go to Andrew whether Jake agreed or not. I think Jack didn't fuck Tracy after the first night because she was worn out and loved her enough to let her sleep thinking everything was ok. Tracy I think fucked Jack first each time to help with the gilt as kind of an obligation. Then the public imbursement at the pool and dancing. That was on Tracy and Andrew and should have never happened. They both own half of that shit. But the last night when Tracy came back to bed and said like but with lots of meaning. She mentioned that she had comes several times and that Andrew was more assertive and had more energy. That she would tell him, Jack after Andrew left, not after she had slept. Jack didn't even get a chance to fuck her then as she fell asleep. Last is meeting Andrew on his way out. If he did nothing wrong why then could he not look Jack, his best friend in the eyes? Whet really went on the last night or the time before. Did Tracy tell Andrew she love him/ Did she do things with Andrew she doesn't with Jack? All Andrew said in the end was Thanks for the weekend. Good luck to you and Tracy. This is after he fucked up there relationship and possibly turned Tracy into someone just like Denise his ex fiancé and he was so repulsed about. Jack did the right thing by telling him he was not welcome there but while Andrew would not look him in the eye he should have beat his ass and threw him out. "Best Friend my ass." Hope to see answers to these in another chapter.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoCome on Iammweasel, you just make a total fool out of yourself each and every time that you comment on a story. It’s so sad that you have nothing constructive to add, but fall back on mirroring back the jab about your repressed homosexual desires. It’s clear that you simply have no original thoughts in your head. What’s next? Are you going to say something about the author living in his Mom’s basement?
You sir, are pathetic.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoThe MC is supposed smarter than his friend but he nonetheless sends his wife to the bed of a man who is more handsome, has a better body and has a huge cock. My Saint Bernard has more common sense than that. This is story is shyte.
Anonymousalmost 2 years ago3 stars because i could tell you really tried with this one. BUT i'm sorry no amount of suspension of disbelief can make me think that any even remotely rational human being would ever conclude that the way to help the best friend get over his pain at a cheating fiance would be by having him become the cheater with another man's wife (especially his best friend's wife). i'm usually into the 'cuck shit' (as a fellow commenter so eloquently put it). i like the twisted emotional shock/poison of it. but the sheer idiocy of the premise of this one had it doing nothing for me.
