1. Drunken Prick at the Party Molests Your Wife


    Date: 7/27/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: GustavJorgenson 

    ... few moments, Arthur comes to join you. “Where is that bastard, Carl?” you ask testily. ‘Well, he’s too drunk to drive, so I put him up in one of the guest rooms,” says Arthur, shaking his head. “He is a cocky fellow. He doesn’t seem to get what the fuss is about and he’s threatening to press charges against you for assault over that fat lip you gave him.” “Wait, what?” you squawk. “He can’t stay here, Ingrid is staying here!” “Eh?” asks Arthur confused. Just then Gabrielle shows up, “Jason, a car is here to take you home, now come along.” She starts bustling you toward the door, but you resist. “Wait, Gabby; Arthur just put Carl into a guest room to stay overnight. I am not leaving Ingrid here in this house with that guy!” you stammer. Gabrielle and Arthur share a look of concern, then he holds up his hands, “Look, Jason, we will make sure no hanky panky goes on. I am sure Carl and Ingrid are both too upset and worn out to try anything further…” “She’s sound asleep from that valium,” says Gabrielle ...
    ... with a weak smile. “Nothing will happen. Now off you go.” You let them shepherd you out the door, and walk slowly over to the waiting car where the driver is holding the car door open for you. Then you heard the distinct sound of your wife’s voice calling out. You glance back at the house and see that the upstairs guest room window is open. You stop and motion to the driver to wait, then walk back under the window to listen. You hear your wife call out, “Oh Carl!” Then you hear the unmistakable sound of a bed creaking and a headboard tapping the wall rhythmically. You blood runs cold as you stand there, frozen. Gabrielle and Arthur see you standing there and come out to see what is the matter. They hear the sound of Carl grunting and your wife gasping as the headboard taps out a staccato against the wall, and they look at you with chagrin. “Uh, I’m sure there is a perfectly reasonable explanation,” says Gabrielle, putting her hand on your shoulder gently and smiling awkwardly up at your stoney expression.
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