The Wife Part Five - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Five

The next week was an emotional rollercoaster for John. He had difficulty concentrating at work and woke in the wee hours thinking about the future of his marriage. He wanted to talk with Blanche but he was not sure what he wanted to say or ask. Someone once said that one shouldn’t ask a question to which one doesn’t want to know the answer.

So, he kept mum. And so did his wife, though she was apparently quite happy. She came home from work smiling; singing as she went about preparing meals; other chores were attacked without complaint. Happy wife, happy life, right? And her lovely a cappella soprano was pleasant to hear.

And he needed to deal with his friend Tom who had cuckolded him with her. John’s fun little experiment to have Tom try to seduce his wife has turned into a bit more than he contemplated. Not only had she been willing to cheat on him, she had discovered a whole new way of life for them both. His ego had taken a serious hit from her ecstatic enjoyment of Tom and his big cock.

Blanche was very solicitous of his well-being, “Honey, can I bring you a beer? Darling, what would you like for dinner tonight? etc.” John made no sexual overtures to her and none came from her. A kiss goodnight and a brief wake-up cuddle before getting up for work. She slept the sleep of the innocent.

Wednesday evening was another rehearsal for the local repeat of the recital from last weekend which John would be expected to attend. He couldn’t tell from when she got home ...

... whether she and Tom had stopped for a drink or something together after the rehearsal ended; it was not a standard practice session. Tom did not come into the house either when picking her up or dropping her off.

The next evening at dinner Blanche said, “On Saturday the choir needs to arrive one hour before the performance. I can ride with Tom if you like, so you don’t have to wait around.”

“No, that’s OK, I don’t mind. I’ll drive you.” John replied. He had several friends who he looked forward to seeing there.

He played in his men’s golf group on Saturday morning but did not see Tom there. When he got back home that afternoon, Blanche asked him if they could give Tom a ride to the recital because parking was limited at the church.

Later as they were preparing for the evening, Blanche was seated at her dressing table wearing only a bra and panties. John stepped behind her and massaged her shoulders. “Let’s plan for the three of us to go out for a drink after the recital.” She leaned back into his hands and closed her eyes with pleasure.

“What should I wear?” she asked.

“Nothing fancy, it will be under your choir robe when you sing. But you could skip this,” Her eyes popped open as he unhooked her bra and caressed her breasts, gently rubbing her nipples.

“You want me to go braless to church, you lecher? Shame on you, you’ll be hard all through the performance thinking about my bare tits under my robe.” She reached back and felt for his cock. It started to grow ...