Payback is a Bitch - Sex Stories

Payback is a Bitch

... bigger fingers. Ok, it was a dare. She’d got some random to slap his old boy out. No! That definitely wasn’t her way of thinking. Ok, so it was for real. So Gerry was there, he’d be game for a quick hand shandy for old times’ sake. What was she going to do now? Ask her ya muppet! ’ My mind finished its self-interrogation and I started to swype my keypad. ‘Well he’s not very big! ( Sarcasm, that made me feel better – NOT !) Where’d you take it, in the bar? How’d you get that hard so quickly?’ Random questions seeking answers that I didn’t really want. I sat with a cold chill, quietly shaking about the situation. It was a situation that I couldn’t do anything about, yet through my own naivety had escalated this far. Where was it going now? Where would it end? The first of those answers lit my screen up. My phone buzzed quietly now on my lap, the corner of it vibrating up against my own knob which, seemingly unbeknownst to me, had joined the fun and sat half hard in my jeans. I’m sure I sensed precum! I picked the phone up and popped the waist button on my Levi’s. A message and another attachment. ‘This may have helped!’ Another smilie ended the message. My mind raced, as did my heart, as I sent the attachment on its way. I made sure not to take a drink and tapped across a few screens to my gallery to view the picture. A picture looking down on a head . . . a head covered in thick, wavy, well-coiffed, brunette hair. A head with a male hand on top that was holding it steady ...

... whilst a cock was being sucked into the mouth that lay beneath the hair. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Was I angry? No I wasn’t, I was aroused! I slipped the zip on my jeans and reached my left hand into my tight black pants. My fingers slipped over the semi erect skin of my cock to my foreskin where I encountered slippery, now cold, precum in the folds of my foreskin. My cock twitched rapidly to its fully erect state even as I extracted it and slid the foreskin back over my bulging knob. Fuck! For the first time in years my wife had got me excited and it wasn’t by doing something to me. With me even! ‘You horny bitch,’ I thought, ‘I knew you had it in you!’ Did I want this? I wasn’t certain. Sure it could’ve been payback for my own misdemeanours, but was this how I wanted it to be? Whatever, there wasn’t much I could do about it now. I couldn’t send her a text asking her to stop could I?! ‘Sorry babe, you’ve proved your point, can you stop now please? There’s a darling. Thanks.’ Besides, who was I to say such a thing? Who was I to now know if she was even coming home next week? Fuck it. I’m aroused, I’ll continue my charade. If nothing else maybe I deserve it. ‘Way to go babe. Does that mean I stand a chance of one next week?’ Her reply came back ten minutes later. ‘Who knows? I haven’t finished yet. Just pulling up outside the hotel’ The message ended in another smilie. I hadn’t had this many smilies off her – ever! I resigned myself to the fact that she’d be going full hog with him ...