Liar - Sex Stories

Liar

... you, Beth, for a gift beyond measure. No matter what the future brings, I will never regret this.”

Her eyes were wet with tears of happiness. “I love you too, Ben.”

I knew she spoke the truth, and I admitted to myself that I felt the same way. Beth caught me before I fell back into despair. “It’s love, Ben. That’s always a good thing. Have a little faith in yourself and those that love you. Life is good. You’ll see. You have to give yourself a break and a chance. Susan and I aren’t going anywhere.”

I kissed her again before releasing her. “Oh, that lovely cock is leaving my pussy! I miss it already.”

This time, we quickly washed before things got interesting again. I dressed, and Beth walked me to the door. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her thoroughly before leaving. “I’ll wait for Susan’s call. Ben, don’t make yourself crazy. Talk to Susan, talk to me, talk to us together. It’s not going to be alright. It’s going to be awesome. I truly believe that.”

“I know you do. That’s one of the reasons I love you, Beth.”

Her smile shone like the sun. I felt lighter than air for about two minutes. That’s how long it took to pull into the garage. I went into the house to tell my wife the lie from the hike and the truth from the shower.

Chapter Two

Susan was trying so hard to act like it was just another Saturday afternoon. Her smile couldn’t hide her nervous anticipation when I walked into the kitchen from the garage. I didn’t know what to say, and at that ...

... moment, what I needed most was to be in her arms. I held her close and basked in her warmth for just one more moment before it all changed. How could I tell her? I did it. I killed our marriage. I was shaking with grief.

“I love you, Ben. You wouldn’t be like this if nothing happened.”

She looked up at my face and smiled. “Do I look unhappy? You did what I asked you to do at great emotional cost, and you did it because you love me. I’m sure that you made Beth very happy, and I am just as sure that she made you happy. It’s what I wanted all along. I hope that you can see it’s what you want too. You can love us both.”

She pushed me down onto a kitchen chair and got wine ready. She set a glass in front of me and sat down at the table. “Ben, you are a good and honorable man. So honorable that you get blinders on sometimes. Tell me something, Ben. Who decides how our marriage works? Who gets to make moral judgments about us?”

I was on that immediately. “Nobody gets to tell us how to run our marriage.”

She grinned. “Exactly!”

“We, you and me, decide what makes us happy together. We decide, not the moral majority or whoever. Surely you know the difference between what happened today and you sneaking off with some strange woman?

“Today was special, and I hope so very much that it’s the start of something wonderful. That’s a far cry from the cheating bastard you are painting yourself as.”

I looked at her dumbfounded. No way was it that easy. There was no way I ...