Michael's Camera - Sex Stories

Michael's Camera

... It had been forty-five minutes, since my wife left to find a new partner for tonight. I couldn’t stop wondering, what kind of person she would pick. All I really knew was I regretted what I made my wife become. I still loved her deeply. I could tell in the way she teased me in the bathroom that she still had strong feelings for me. But all I kept thinking about was that saying, "Beware what you wish for. You just might get it." I can't count the times my old man said that. Cliché? Oh yeah. True? Yep. Definitely. Without a fucking doubt. All I had to do was look at my marriage for example. I'd dreamed only of marrying Rebecca. I wanted a big house and eventually, kids. I wanted a thriving career making tons of money. Rebecca wanted the same, I thought. Come to think of it, she wanted pretty much the same things. She wanted a life of leisure and glamour. Ideally she wanted a happy marriage to her high school sweetheart. Luckily for me, I was her childhood sweetheart. Most of our dreams came true, before I destroyed us, that night. I let Mark have his way with my wife. As I sat there watching Mark take her and them slowly becoming one, I regretted my choice. It was completely too late. I couldn’t have backed out. Truth be told, though, I enjoyed watching my wife ...

... transforming into the sex kitten she was today. I knew I had to find my wife again, before I lost her forever.. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. I woke up to the voice of the most hottest women on the planet. Her long brown hair came down past her shoulders, her bright blue eyes pierced through the darkness. I rubbed my eyes, as I tried to focus on who stood before me. I noticed the red dress that hung to her body making her look like a goddess. That was when the angel spoke. It was Rebecca. "Michael come to bed. I love you. I want my husband back." I really didn’t want to argue. I followed her to the bedroom. We talked for what seemed like a lifetime. We agreed that she would be my wife. We would enjoy this loving ride together. As we sat there talking, the door opened. Suddenly, I looked at Rebecca. Who had she found? Who was I going to watch my wife fuck? Was everything we just said another lie? Rebecca kissed me on the check. "Michael, I have a surprise for you. I know I’ve been a bitch. So, I have gift for you. I hope you will enjoy her with me." "Rebecca, did I hear that right?" "Yes Michael, you did." The light turned on. It was Rebecca’s best mate Lisa. She stood in the bathroom door. She wore only a pink thong. Her large breasts just hung there ready to be touched.