1. The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth


    Date: 5/4/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byVandemonium1 

    The Seven Deadly Sins - SLOTH

byVandemonium1

Edited by CreativityTakesCourage

Oh boy, this one was a toughie. How do you fit the deadly sin sloth into a LW story?

If you are someone who believes that a cheating wife should be forgiven for just about anything, for fuck's sake stop reading now!

No pickaxe handles were damaged in the making of this story. That's what you get for buying quality hickory.

Thanks to James M and Charlie for the review and suggestions. Some of which are included below. Thanks also to Heffay and others for spurring me on to finish this story and the series.

This is a long one, so a little info to help you judge if you'll like it or not. If you liked my 'Deafening Silence' and my 'When First We Practice to ... Blackmail', you should like this one. It scores around 4/5 pickaxe handles on the BTBometer.

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CHAPTER 1

Jane lay there as Peter pounded into her from above, pretending, for his sake, and hers, to enjoy what he was doing.'Thrash your head from side to side, girl, that's what you normally do', she said to herself. She normally loved what they did together but today was different. How different was demonstrated clearly to her when on one of her head turns she spied her husband's side of the bed. The familiar sight of Dave's bedside table, complete with his dress watch and other paraphernalia, caused her to freeze.

Mistaking her actions for an orgasm, Peter did what he'd always ...
    ... done, well, what he'd learned over the last six months anyway, and that was that she loved oral sex after her first vaginal orgasm. His mantra from his first marriage had been, 'happy wife, happy life', so he was satisfied with this routine. Sliding his cock out, he slid his body down the bed and his tongue down Jane's body. With no more preamble, he began lashing at her clit with his tongue. Experience told him that after a couple of minutes thrashing, she would clamp his head between her exquisite thighs. At the end of her thrashing, he'd mount her again and concentrate on his release. Sometimes Jane came for a third time, sometimes she didn't, but he was always so worked up by then, he had little control left.

Only this time was different. Jane's stillness shouted a warning to Peter. He raised his head and looked at Jane's face. Her eyes were focused on the side of the bed and tears were streaming down her cheeks. He was alarmed.

"What's the matter, darling? Is it because this is the first time in his bed?"

Jane, who hadn't noticed Peter stop what she normally loved, continued sobbing uncontrollably. Peter immediately shuffled back up the bed and wrapped her in his arms, waiting for her to calm down.

"No, Peter, it's not that. It's just that I'm not sure I'm doing the right thing. I've loved him for twenty years, and... well, it just doesn't seem like he's done anything wrong. And I don't want to risk losing my kids."

Peter sighed. This was all familiar ...
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