MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 4 - Sex Stories

MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 4

... We’d never seen any reason to hide that part of our love for each other. “Would they like to join us?” “I don’t know how I’ll be feeling, so maybe another time. I’ll tell them about your good news. See you soon, darling.” I told her how much I loved her and we ended the call. I was surprised to see Jed, the bonds division VP in my doorway. “Damn, Tim—I wish I had someone I loved as much as you love Jennie.” “It’s just luck, Jed. I was in the right place at the right time.” “I suspect it’s a bit more than that. I heard you met in high school. That true?” “Yes…we’ve been together ever since. I couldn’t be happier. You know she’s expecting in less than a month?” “I heard…congratulations. I stopped by to ask you about Mrs. Alcott’s account; any idea what you’re going to recommend?” “Not yet; I have to speak with her about her goals. I don’t even know what she currently has in the portfolio. Don’t worry…I won’t forget you.” Jed thanked me and left me to my work. I had a lot to do if I wanted to dig into her portfolio in the morning. I finished up just after five, driving straight home to Jennie. I found her seated eyes closed and half asleep on the couch, her swollen belly all but covering her lap. Leaning down I kissed her lips then, pulling up her blouse, I planted another kiss on her abdomen. “Hi, darling; why don’t you tell me about your day. You sounded so excited on the phone. Did you get a good raise? I know nothing about bonuses so….” Sitting next to her I kissed her ...

... cheek. “I don’t know how you can put up with me. I’m such a failure.” “Ooh, it must have been a good raise.” She turned to kiss me passionately—a prelude to our upcoming sex which was now either oral or manual or a combination of the two. “Ummm, do you think forty thousand is good?” “Really? Forty thousand? That’s wonderful!” “Yes, and—believe it or not--I have Mrs. Alcott to thank for it. Did I mention that she stopped in to see me yesterday afternoon? She’s the one who sent me all that incriminating information. It seems that Simon bragged about forcing you into sex with him, showed her pictures he’d taken with his phone, and everything. His entire life was apparently one cheating episode after another. Oh, yeah—I got 523 for my bonus.” “Five hundred and twenty-three dollars?” “No, my beautiful mother-to-be—five hundred and twenty-three thousand;” Jennie took one look at me and fainted dead away. I needed a wet wash cloth from the lavatory to revive her. I kissed her cheek and then her lips as soon as she opened her eyes. “I’m so glad I married a failure like you, Tim.” “Me, too; I love you, Jennie…more than I could ever tell you. Would you like me to massage your back or rub your feet?” “That would be great, but first I need your cock and…since I can’t take it in either of my preferred holes I need to suck you off. You can do me with your hand.” She kissed me as she reclined on the couch. We’d done this several times every day for the past week. I stood and removed my suit, ...