Liar - Sex Stories

Liar

... behind them and turned toward us. “Wasn’t tonight fun? Did I miss anything with you two? Tell me what you got up to in the bedroom. Details people. I need details.”

Beth moved past me and kissed Susan on the cheek. “I’m going to bed. You two need to talk.”

Susan’s face fell, and she looked at me with trepidation as Beth left. I took my wife’s hand and led her down the hall to our room. I pointed her toward the bathroom. “Get ready for bed.”

She didn’t say a word until she slid into bed next to me ten minutes later. “I didn’t know how to tell you.”

“So, you decide to spring it on me out of the blue? This is fucking huge, honey. It sure as fuck isn’t something you throw in my face and expect me just to go along.

“What the fuck, Susan. You are playing with our marriage and our friendship with Beth like none of this is a big deal. You need to talk to me and leave nothing out. No more holding back.”

“I will. I promise, but I’m drunk, and I won’t say it right. I love you with all my heart. Can we talk in the morning? Please?”

As much as I wanted to force the issue, I knew the story would be a lot more coherent when she was sober. “Okay, Baby. Okay.”

She was asleep in seconds and gently snoring not long after. It didn’t take much contemplating to conclude that this, whatever this was, wouldn’t be resolved for a while. In a way, I was relieved. My wife wasn’t suddenly having affairs with women or men or even wanted to. I never dreamed my wife would want me to ...

... have sex with another woman. No, let’s be real here. She wants me to fuck another woman and rub her face in it. That’s not me, and I’m pretty firm about that.

The following morning was the typical routine until we sat down at the kitchen table to talk. It was around ten, and Susan was still feeling a little rough. She was staring off into space, waiting for me to start. I didn’t disappoint her. “Tell me what you need. Help me understand so we can deal with this together.”

She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “I need to tell you first that I never meant to hurt you in any way. I love you, and I never want to lose you.

“Did Beth tell you about my obsession?”

I kept my face as unreadable as I could. “She says that you want me to fuck her and rub your nose in it.”

I’ve never seen her face so red. The combination of shame and arousal was overwhelming her. “You’re a mess, Honey. This fantasy of yours is driving you to do crazy things. Things that scare me. You have to get a grip on yourself.”

She stood and came around the table. She settled on my lap, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me. The kiss wasn’t the heated and lustful kiss of a woman out of control. It was the kiss of a woman in love. I could feel every unconditional nuance and kissed her back with deep emotions. When our lips parted, she looked into my eyes.

“I love you with all of my heart, and that will never change. I know that you love me, and I’m all that you need. That doesn’t have to ...