The Wife Part Ten - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Ten

John was home again after staying away in anger at Blanche’s put-down after she slept with Jim, a childhood friend of their son. She convinced him that her words were unintentionally blunt and not well chosen. And she welcomed him home with vigorous sex, reassuring him of her love and affection.

He was, however, chagrinned at the speed with which she jumped from their coital bed to call Jim with the good news of John’s surrender to them having sex. The worm of jealousy began to enter his mind. Blanche stayed on the phone for several minutes before returning.

She picked up their discarded clothes and got dressed. “James says thank you and wants to get together tomorrow night for dinner. I said, 'Yes,' OK?” She leaned down, kissed him, and then left the room, not waiting for his answer. Things were moving way too fast for John. He got up, intending to challenge that plan, but decided that he should ride things out and see where they lead.

When he arrived home from work the next day Blanche was bathing and preparing for their date. He shucked his clothes and slipped into the shower enclosure with her. They kissed and he began to soap her body with the loofa when he noticed that her pubic hair had been almost completely removed, leaving only a tapered patch above her slit.

“This is new. When did you start shaving your pussy?” he asked.

“I thought you might like it. If you do, I may get waxed, but that seemed too painful for a test drive. I did it while waiting for ...

... you to return. Do you like it?”

“I’m not sure, does Jim like it?” He was toweling her dry.

“It was his idea as a way to spur your interest.” John had no response to that but took note of the fact that she had been in contact with Jim in his absence. “Would you like to trim up some areas that I can’t see well?” She raised one leg to show him a few stray hairs around her bottom.

“Sure, lie on the bed.” He laid the towel out for her and went for his razor and cream, his erect cock waving in the air. He carefully shaved around her ass and her outer labia, then rinsed with a warm, wet cloth. His final touch was with his tongue, making her sigh contentedly.

He was about to kneel and press his cock to her cunt when she sat up and said, “Let’s save it for when we are together with James.” Reluctantly he rose to get dressed. She kissed him and said, “Thank you”.

They met Jim/James at the restaurant and were shown to a banquet adjacent to the dance floor though no music was playing. Blanche entered first and John followed; Jim sat on her other side. He seemed deferential to John who ordered a bottle of wine and three glasses. When it was poured, Jim raised his glass and toasted them.

The conversation while they ate was sedate and polite. Occasionally, one of Blanche’s hands found John’s thigh, and at times, he noticed her other hand disappearing below the table. He assumed that it was on Jim’s leg or something.

While they were enjoying their postprandial coffee, a ...