A Shared Secret - Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Shared Secret - Part 1

... altogether. She would occasionally give my nuts a quick fondle while primarily focusing on my dick. But tonight, Alma was eager to lick and suckle my sack. My eyes flew open, and I watched in astonishment as she drew my balls between her lips.

"Ah fuck, that feels good!" My grasp on her hair tightened a little, but I was careful not to hurt her. All the while, I couldn't help but wonder if Wyatt had asked her to do this to him.

Just before Alma took my cock in her mouth once more, she gazed up at me with her gorgeous hazel eyes and whispered, "I love you so much, Sam."

I had to close my eyes again so she wouldn't see me fighting back tears. This would be the last time she ever touched me so intimately. After tomorrow, our marriage would be over. As distraught as that realization made me, my dick had a mind of its own, and it was ready to come. "Alma, I'm close," I panted. I expected her to pull off then, for she never let me come in her mouth. But she continued sucking and stroking, making eager noises as she worked to take me deep. I released a cry as I climaxed, my pleasure tainted by the shame growing within me.

Alma swallowed my cum and then licked me clean before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. With a wink, she said, "So we're good now, baby?"

I managed to hold her stare. "Yeah, Alma. We're good."

It gutted me to remember the loving smile that had danced on her lips then. As hurt and enraged as I was, I knew I'd miss that smile. But I also ...

... knew I had to leave her.

As I now parked down the road from Wyatt's property and started toward his house on foot, I carried a small flashlight so I wouldn't trip while walking through the dark. He had no close neighbors, and I figured he and Alma would be way too busy to notice me approaching the house. The porchlight was on, providing a little more illumination. It was October, and while the afternoon had been warm, the air now grew cooler. Still, I saw that Wyatt had opened several windows. I circled around the lit-up house, keeping to the shadows. The windows gave me a clear view of the living room and dining area. Wyatt's house was a single-story, and I could only hope I'd have just as good of a view into his bedroom. I wanted to know what I'd be interrupting when I banged on the front door.

Once I reached the backyard, I crept closer to the house. It took just a few seconds for me to locate his bedroom window. It was open, and I could easily see inside. In the room's soft lamplight, Wyatt and Alma stood naked. They'd apparently just undressed, their clothes strewn over the floor. As they stood by the bed, Wyatt gave my wife a fervent kiss. I could see their tongues meet between their lips. Alma slipped her arms around Wyatt's neck, pressing her body firmly against him.

Now that I had a chance to get a good look at the man, I guessed he stood a few inches over six feet. He was toned and muscular, obviously a regular at the gym. My stare dropped to his cock, which ...