The Wife Part 8
Date: 8/21/2024,
Categories:
Wife Lovers,
Author: Johnnycumlately, Source: LushStories
When John reached Tom’s house, he was already expected. “Just off the phone with Blanche,” were the first words he heard.
“Are you going to let me in or has she convinced you to send me packing?” John asked, “I hope she doesn’t have you that pussy whipped. You should be on my side.”
“Well, come on in any way,” Tom chuckled, not taking the whole thing seriously. He opened the door wider and stood back. “She figured you would wind up here, and she asked me to tell you to come home right away or at least call her. She wants to know if you want her to pack your things for you. LOL.”
“Very funny, you bastard. Just because you can’t get any strange, you want to enjoy my being cuckolded by some twenty-something buck. You forget who put you in touch with that married pussy. He made your performance look like the amateur hour too you know. Get me a beer.”
They settled with their drinks and turned on the golf tournament on TV. “Did she give you all the details?” John asked.
“She didn’t have time; just said you had run off in a huff, as you have done before by the way, and she regrets something she said and needs to fix things with you. Do you want to tell me?”
“It’s pretty embarrassing, but she spent the night with one of our kid’s former school chums and it was the best sex she has ever experienced. They fucked all night and again this morning. She pretty much told me that I am a lousy lover, and her pussy belongs to him.” Relating this to his friend had John near ...
... tears.
“I realize that I brought this on, and there is no going back, but I don’t know if I can handle it.”
Tom pondered what he had heard for a while before speaking. “John, you are my very best friend, and Blanche is a close second. I love you both, and I don’t want you to separate. Of course, you can stay here as long as you need, but I would ask that you first call her and let her have her say.”
“Well, not right now; I don’t have a forgiving bone in my body at this moment. She and I both need to get our heads straight on what is important before we can have a useful discussion. This may be the end of us as a couple.” They turned their attention to the golf.
Several beers and a pizza later, Tom reminded John of his promise to call Blanche.
“John, darling, are you all right?” was her greeting.
“Hell no! Are you kidding? I’m the farthest thing from all right.” His anger rose along with the food and drink until he thought he might barf.
“Sweetheart, I am so very sorry. I should have been more circumspect. You caught me in the afterglow of a unique experience. I had just awakened, and I wanted to get you excited too. In my semi-daze, I assumed that you would be pleased that I had a good time. Of course, I see now that I went a bit overboard.”
“A bit? You simply told me that, in our entire thirty years together I never came close to pleasuring you like this stud did in five minutes, for several hours. How could I ever be with you after that?” His voice was ...