A Shared Secret - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Shared Secret - Part 2

... seeing you as you were fifteen years ago. I couldn't believe the change that man brought out in you."

"Sam," Alma said. I held up a hand to stop her. Our eyes locked, and her frame grew rigid with anxiety as she waited for me to continue.

"I loved seeing you so free," I confessed. "I loved watching you come."

Alma shook her head. "I don't understand..."

No more lies, I'd told her. I knew I had to honor that as well. "I took out my cock, and I jerked off while standing right outside his house." My wife stared at me like I was a stranger. "It doesn't make sense to me, either," I said. "And while part of me is disgusted by it, I can't deny how excited I was, watching you with Wyatt. When you came back here tonight, I had to have you. It drove me wild knowing you'd been with him, and yet I'm the one you come home to at the end of the day."

Now it was Alma's turn to look away. Her hair shielded her face so I couldn't make out her expression. "I have no idea what to say," she whispered.

"Well, I've had a little time to think it over, and the way I see it, you have a few choices." Alma's head snapped up. "You can stop seeing the man altogether--"

"I'm willing to do that, I promise!"

"Or," I continued, "you can keep fucking him, but only when I'm present."

Alma's mouth dropped open, her stare growing stricken. "Why would you want to watch me fuck him, Sam?"

I had to laugh at the absurdity of it. "Hell if I know. Maybe I'm crazy, Alma, because it got me ...

... hard as fuck tonight." Sitting up, I tenderly brushed her hair back from her face. "So I'm giving you the chance to explore that side of yourself with Wyatt. A side you haven't felt free to share with me for a long time. But I want to be a part of it. I won't join in," I hurried to add. "I'll just watch." Simply talking about it was arousing me. Alma's eyes widened at the sight of my stirring cock. "But if either you or Wyatt decide you don't want to do that, and I find out you're seeing him behind my back, you and I are fucking through."

"I will never lie to you again," she swore. Her gaze drifted back to my growing erection. "It really excites you that much? To see me with him?"

"It does," I admitted.

My wife didn't speak for a long moment. Then she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the head of my cock. "I'll talk to Wyatt," she said.

*****

He came over the following evening. Watching the man from the window, I thought he looked a little skittish, like he expected an ambush. He must have come straight from his office, for he still wore a nice suit. Since the October day was mild, I had on jeans and a T-shirt. Alma had changed into a modest blue dress that showed none of her gorgeous cleavage. She'd made dinner, though I imagined it was surreal for her to prepare a meal for her husband and her lover to share.

When Wyatt knocked on the door, Alma hurried to answer it. Her smile was strained as she let him in. He looked over at me and started to extend his ...