Cuckold Dreams Lead to Nightmares Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Cuckold Dreams Lead to Nightmares Ch. 01

... I got into a fight. I'm sorry you got drug into it."

"Well, whatever you did, you might want to fix it. When Michelle finally came to bed around 1:00 she said that she had never heard Tracy that hurt or mad. The hurt part is what really hit her."

"I was an idiot and suggested something that really got her mad. I'll talk to her tonight."

That made Mike a little less stressed. "I just didn't want it to get out of hand buddy. Call me if you need me."

So, the afternoon call from Mike stuck with me. I knew I had to make this right. I called and got dinner reservations for 8:00 pm at Tracy's favorite place and I left work early to stop and buy flowers.

I got home around 4:00pm and the house was empty. Our bedroom door was closed so that wasn't a good sign. I put the flowers in a vase and set them on the table. That's when I noticed that Tracy had added to my note this morning.

Steve,

A simple apology isn't going to cut it. You

really hurt me and made me feel like I was

your property to loan out and made me

wonder if you ever loved me at all.

You took my past and shoved it in my face.

That hurt more than you could imagine.

You made me feel like a cheap whore that

needed a line of random men to be happy.

I'm going out with Michelle, and I'll be back late.

You can sleep in the guest room for now.

I put a few more of your things in there.

I'll be late tonight and don't want to talk to you.

Don't wait up for me.

- Tracy

I ...

... was shocked and stood there stunned. I really screwed up.

Knowing she was out with Michelle I went ahead and cancelled the reservations. I went to the guest room to change and noticed that most of my clothes were in the dresser and closet. Wow, she was really upset. I never thought that I could hurt her that much with just my stupid fantasies.

I ate a sandwich, watched some TV and went to bed in the guest room early.

I heard Tracy come in the front door. I got up to go talk to her. Maybe I could salvage this. As I came down the hallway, I saw her heading to our bedroom. She was wearing some nice tight blue jeans, black knee-high boots over them and a white blouse. The blouse was a little see through, and you could make out her black bra underneath. This was one of my favorite outfits.

I started into the Living room and said, "Hey Tracy", but by the time I made it halfway into across the room she was in our bedroom.

I started to walk toward her, and she looked at me, she had obviously been crying. "Not tonight" she said while she closed the door and locked it. I gave up and went back to bed.

The next day at work was the same. It was Friday and everything was a rush. I made it through and headed home hoping to talk to her. Instead, another empty house. She had left another note, but this one was shorter.

Out with Michelle.

- Tracy

I called Mike and he answered on the second ring.

"Yeah, do you know where Michelle and Tracy are?"

He hesitated. ...