Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... would be doing while she was out with Alex. A little whiskey, no doubt, followed by an early spring baseball game. Then he'd undoubtedly jack off into a tissue or one of his makeshift toilet paper rolls.

Moving the loofah over her tits, she gently massaged the soft skin with a circular motion, enjoying the sensation of the bubbles against her sensitive nipples. Eyes closed, Lauren reflected on how different their thirty-year relationship had become. Corey had always been her constant, her rock, an anchor she could swim back to. He was still a strong man, an alpha at work and in many ways, but a definite beta behind closed doors, now that his fetish had reared its ugly head.

Moving the cloth to her thighs, she used long, gentle strokes to get them extra clean. Alex's tongue would surely find its way between them later.

Ugly head.

Corey's kink, while unconventional, was not necessarily ugly. It was a victimless fixation that brought him pleasure, and Lauren saw no harm in indulging him. After all, she was having the best sex of her life, and she couldn't deny that there was something thrilling about being with her husband while knowing that she would soon be with another man.

She understood, too, that there was the potential for some type of emotional distress, especially if Corey was pushed too far. Divorce was unlikely, but she knew that he got off on the possibility of it, and so she needed to keep him thinking it was conceivable. The Iowan wife also knew ...

... that she had to be careful not to let him get too consumed by it all. There was a fine line between indulgence and addiction, and it was not always easy to see.

At the same time, Lauren couldn't deny that there was something exciting about the danger of it all. She loved the thrill of being with Alex while knowing that her husband was at home, waiting for her, anticipating her return. That his imagination would be running wild, to the point that he would eventually succumb to his hand. Cute, in a pathetic kind of way.

And yet, while Corey's kink was hurting no one except for his willing ego, there was undoubtedly a rock bottom for every fetish. With him sinking deeper and deeper into it, the loving wife couldn't help but wonder if there would come a time when it would all become too much for him to handle. Lauren couldn't help but wonder how far she would be willing to go to satisfy Corey's kink. Only time would tell, but for now, she was content to play the game and enjoy the ride.

Calling for a towel, Lauren rose from the bath, water dripping off her body and forming rivulets that flowed from her waist down to her hairless pussy. He couldn't help but stare, of course, taking in every inch of her wet, glistening skin. There was a pang of jealousy while he imagined Alex's hands on her body, her allowing his arms to envelope her, his mouth on her hardened nipples, licking and teasing them until they were red and swollen.

Lauren caught him staring and smirked. "Like ...