whitedogs lucky lotto series (best cuckold story e - Sex Stories

whitedogs lucky lotto series (best cuckold story e

it should be noted i am not the author....whitedog is.. Lucky Lotto Chapter 1 My name is Tim and this is a story of how the lottery can change many lives. My wife Sara and I have been married for twelve years, she is thirtysix and I am fortyfour. I met her through a blind date and even though she was much more attractive than me what they day about opposites attract in our case was quite true as Sara had a very outgoing, agressive dominant personality compared to my meek, shy kinda wimpish personality. For some reason we hit it off and I was in heaven, most young women of her awesome beauty wouldn't even give me the time of day but she actually seemed to like me. We dated a couple of times and right from the start it was clear she was in charge as she chose where and when we would go and cost was not really an issue with her as I flipped the bill. I had saved quite a bit of money up as I had been single all my life and never really dated and was quite frugle with money and even though at first I complained meekly about the cost of some of our dates I realized I might never again meet a woman like her and quickly gave in. After two or three weeks she introduced me to her then seven year old daughter from her first marraige Lauren. Lauren was a spoiled brat and Sara was having a tough time raising her on her small salary as a secretary. After only two months I presented Sara with a nice sized diamond knowing her expensive tastes and asked her to become my wife. I was almost ...

... floored when she accepted and six months later we were married. Right from the start it was not a traditional marriage as she treated me more like her friend and sometimes like her lackey but this worked well with our personalities. Shortly after we were married and moved into my house Sara decided to quit her job saying she wanted to be more of a stay at home mom. I was making good money as an accountant so this was no problem with me. What was a little strange though was that now that she was home all day it still seemed to be my responsibility to do most of the housework. Evan though I would sometimes raised a fuss about it she would either get angry with me or pout, either way I would quickly back down, it was easy to see she had me wrapped around her little finger. As the years past Kimberly had become even more of a spoiled brat and never really accepted me as her step dad but treated me more like a nanny or housekeeper. There was nothing strange about it she had just become accustomed to seeing me do all the household chores while she and her mother did as they pleased. By the time she turned fifteen and became very popular in highschool and afterschool activities I somehow even became responsible for cleaning her room, to this day I can't recall how that had happened it just did. Sara nor in her early thirties was reaching her sexual peek and even though we occaisionally had intercourse it was easy to see I could not please her in that way and she began to ask, actually ...