1. Rick and I


    Date: 3/9/2024, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Johnnycumlately, Source: LushStories

    ... again. “Well, we don’t have lunch every day, only when he asks me.”
    
    Meanwhile, she went off to work the next day with a big smile on her face, and I went to work with a lot on my mind. At noon I decided that I had forgotten something at home. Nobody was there. It was Friday so the lunch affair was on hold for a couple of days, I assumed.
    
    When I arrived home that evening, the wife was preparing dinner, humming contentedly to herself at the stove. I snuck up behind her and took her tits in my hands, pinching her nipples. “Not now Rick, my husband will be home any minute,” she giggled, then turned and kissed me pressing her tongue to my lips.
    
    “Can you taste him, darling?” she looked me in my eyes and licked her lips lasciviously. I was momentarily bumfuzzled until she laughed out loud at my confused look. “Joking,” pause, “I brushed my teeth when I got home.” Another peal of laughter.
    
    I was frantic the whole weekend. Every time she got within reach, I tried to make love with my wife. We kissed and hugged; I played with her tits and rubbed my constantly hard cock against her every chance I got. The wet spot in my shorts never went away.
    
    She was quite responsive to my overtures, never shooting me down. She let me fuck her twice ...
    ... on Saturday, not saying anything about this guy. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted to lick her pussy, suck on her tits and squeeze her buns.
    
    By the time we went to bed, I was exhausted from trying to be a stud. I slept like a baby and awoke wanting to smother her with love. She seemed to enjoy my enthusiasm for which I was grateful. After all, I had spent two weeks worrying that she was being lured away from me.
    
    Finally, on Sunday night I couldn’t hold back any longer. As we lay in bed, I asked her if she was really ready to sleep with this guy from her job.
    
    “What do you think. Should I do it, should I let him fuck me? Is that what you would like me to do? Should I leave it up to you? I’ll fuck him if you say so.”
    
    She put it right on me. I was boxed in; the idea excited me. The reality terrified me. She waited for me to speak, and waited and waited.
    
    At last, with a laugh, she spoke, “You doofus, I’m not fucking anybody but you, and I haven’t been sucking any cocks but yours. This has all been a big con job.
    
    “Yours is the only cock I want to suck, and the only one that’s getting into my pussy, and Rick of course. So forget all that other crap and kiss me goodnight.”
    
    Oh well, back to fantasy sex. Rick will be happy. 
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