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can't wait for the rest
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Mel, Sallyann, TrF2, Storm and lick buddy

Thanks, I appreciate your comments and support.

One of those three stories has already fizzled out and another has been returned to the back burner. I keep playing with other ideas because this story is starting out as more of a cheating wife story than a cuckold story. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten the nature of this web site.

GH
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As I drove away it was everything I could do to keep from going back and confronting Katie about Pete, her infidelity and her lying. I desperately wanted this whole horrible nightmare to be over.
Gradually my anger began to abate and by the time I arrived at the Jupiter Construction office I had my emotions back under control.

Once I reached the sanctuary of my office I sat down in my chair, closed my eyes and exhaled. For Dana's sake, I had to be strong. In order to be certain that her asshole husband would get nothing in a divorce settlement she needed the evidence we were going to get Wednesday night. I had to maintain control of my emotions until then. I couldn't do anything that might alert either Pete or Katie.

I took a few minutes to pull myself together and then I went to work. I had a full day ahead of me. I needed to get started.

I was just opening the files on the first of the three projects I was involved with when my telephone rang.

I picked it up. "Your wife on line two Frankie." It was Janine, the office receptionist.

"Thanks Janine."

I pushed line two. "Hello Katie."

"Frankie please forgive me. I lost my temper and I... Well I didn't mean any of those things I said. I guess I'm just frustrated by my job and a little tired. You're not a stick in the mud. You really aren't."

"It's okay Katie." It wasn't okay. The woman I loved was screwing another man, but I had to maintain the facade that everything was fine. I mollified her. "I've been tired lately too. I think were both a little on edge."

"Frankie, that's so true. Thank you for understanding." I could hear the relief in Katie's voice.

"Are you still planning to have dinner with Andrea tonight?"

There was a moment of silence and then Katie said; "Frankie, I'm sorry. She's been a little depressed lately. I think it really would be better if I didn't change our plans right now."

"I see. All right Katie, if you think it's that important, then I guess you'd better go ahead and go out with her tonight."

"Thank you Frankie, thank you so much for understanding. You really are a wonderful husband."

There was another pause. After a second or two Katie giggled and said; "Frankie."

"Yes."

"Get some relax while you're in Kansas City."

"Why?"

"Because when you get back Thursday night I intend to wear you out."

I laughed. "That's a pretty enticing offer."

"It's not an offer, it's a promise. And Frankie."

"Yes?"

"I plan to have a special surprise for you on Thursday night, just to show you how much I love you."

"What is it?"

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it."

"I guess not." I was chuckling. Katie was having an affair with Pete Munmister and she was lying to me about it, but she was both my friend and my true love. It was hard not to enjoy talking to her.

"Frankie, I know I haven't been myself lately and I don't think I've been a very good wife for the past few weeks."

I listened.

"When you get back from Kansas City I'm going to try to be better, I really am."

"I think we can both do a better job of taking care of each other."

"Well I promise that I'm going to try to do a better job of taking care of you."

I was silent. I wasn't quite sure how I should respond to that.

After a moment Katie asked, "Frankie are we okay?"

"Yeah Katie, we are." It was a lie. I felt bad saying it, but she was lying to me too. It's funny, deceit seems to breed deceit.

"I'd better get back to work. I love you Frankie."

"I love you too Katie." And despite everything that was happening, I knew that that was still the truth.

"Bye Frankie."

"Bye Katie."

After hanging up the telephone I sat back in my chair and sighed. Regardless of what was happening right now, I knew that I still loved Katie and I was also quite certain that she still loved me. Still, It was fortunate that I was going to California. I had to have some time away from Katie. She had hurt me and I needed a chance to heal. I knew that eventually I would heal and when I did I hoped that Katie and I would, in some way, be able to be friends again.
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I spent the rest of the afternoon visiting my investment counselor and the two banks where I had savings accounts, checking accounts and certificates of deposit.

I wasn't concerned about Katie getting my money. I was willing to give it all to her. My worry was that Pete Munmister would persuade Katie to withdraw the money and give it to him. I didn't want that slimy bastard to get one dime of our savings.

I left Katie with a checking account that had a balance of $2500 and a Visa Card with a limit of $1500. I kept my name on both the checking account and the credit card. I planned to make sure that there was always $2500 in the checking account and I would pay the monthly credit card bill myself. I still loved Katie and I did not want her to ever be destitute.

I'm sure that there are people who would consider me a wimp and a sucker for doing that. Those people would most likely urge me to try to exact as much revenge on my wife as I possibly could. I think those people are wrong. Katie made a choice. It was a choice that hurt me, but it was a choice that she gets to make. I now had a choice. I could spend the rest of my life as a bitter man consumed by anger and resentment or I could forgive her and try to move on with my life. I was choosing to move on.

As I was leaving the second bank my cell phone rang. It was Katie. I answered it.

"Hi Frankie, where are you? You're not in your office."

"No I'm out taking care of a few details before I have to leave for Kansas City in the morning."

"What time does your plane leave?"

"8:30." Earlier that day I'd checked. Delta did have an 8:35 flight to Kansas City."

"Wake me up before you leave so that I can kiss you good bye."

"I will Katie."

"Frankie, Andrea wants to go shopping for shoes before dinner."

Laughing, I said; "I suspect that will be an adventure."

"I'm sure it will." Katie giggled and then she said; "Anyway, I'm going to meet her at the mall and we'll go out to dinner after we're done shopping. We probably won't end up having dinner until after stores close at 9:00 so it may be eleven or even later before I finally get home."

I silently sighed. It was obvious that my wife was planning a big night with her lover. Being careful to mask the sadness I was feeling, I said; "Thanks for telling me. Since I have an early plane to catch in the morning I won't wait up for you."

"I think that's a good idea. Frankie, I'll see you in the morning."

"Have a good time with Andrea tonight."

There was a pause. Several seconds passed and then Katie said; "Thank you Frankie, I will." She paused again. After a moment she added; "Frankie, I love you. I really do."

"I know that Katie. I love you too."

"Frankie."

"Yes Katie."

"I really do plan to make Thursday night a very special night. I have a surprise that I know you're going to love."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Frankie, I'd better go."

"Yes, you'd better. You wouldn't want to keep Andrea waiting."

"Bye Frankie."

"Goodbye Katie, drive carefully tonight."

"Frankie. I can't wait until you get home Thursday night. It's going to be so much fun." And then Katie ended the call.

As I put my cell phone away I sighed wistfully and whispered; "Sorry Katie, Thursday night isn't going to happen."
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GH,
I still haven't figured out just what you have cooked up here. No bad thing. I do think you have handled these two characters wonderfully. I re-read this from the start yesterday and it just flows. Very nice, and thanks for risking yourself a little in giving it to us. Your choice, I know, but it is appreciated.
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GH:

This is another excellent story. The characters are extremely well written. Now why do I think there's a twist coming up?
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GW
Life is short and you don’t get “do overs”. You need to do what you enjoy and take time to smell the roses! It is obvious we will be here to read what you write when you write it. While I look each day for the next segment the anticipation is part of the mystique. Your stories are outstanding and greatly appreciated. This site is supported by a few outstanding writers. The rest of us benefit by your creativity.
Thank You, JJ.
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gh,

wow kind of tough following up what jj said so I will just say diddo!!!!!

sallyann
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Another great story, I so love the way you build, beautiful writing GH, thank you

Mel xx
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goodhusband:
I could spend the rest of my life as a bitter man consumed by anger and resentment or I could forgive her and try to move on with my life. I was choosing to move on.

Very good way to look at things. I too chose the same path with my 2nd ex-wife, and some folks had trouble understanding how I could just forgive.


Another great segment....... looking forward to your next posting.


Thanks!
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Peak and jj pretty much said it all. Sure do enjoy your stories, and this one, while different, is as good as any of them. Thanks for giving it to us. Hope you're enjoying writing it as much as we are reading it!
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Re: Your comment prior to those last posts; you made me curious, so I looked up the word "cuckold". The quick and simple definition in my first source said "A man whose wife is unfaithful." Your story already fits that description, as does mine, which I've been having some doubts about (largely because I'm not sure where it's going). Apparently the word is derived from the cuckoo bird, the female of which was alleged to switch mates very readily. Also, the bird is parasitic in that it lays its eggs in other birds' nests, powering them to raise its young while crowding out the nestlings of the original species; not exactly sure how that latter bit pertains to cuckolding as we know it.

Another source added: "in ribald tales, often the object of derision or scorn. The cuckold husband is usually depicted as foolish or weak." I think sometimes, on this site, too much emphasis is placed on the offense of the husband, even to the extremes of sissification and castration. To me, that's not really what it's all about; that's more about masochism than cuckoldry, although a degree of offense or weakness will generally be involved as most men would not otherwise desire to have their wives take other lovers. Especially as we tend to imagine and depict them as more well-endowed and better lovers! What man wants to risk his wife finding out that he is inadequate, unless he has a certain degree of low self-esteem - and is possibly at least a closet follower of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch?

I think a big part of what appeals to me about your stories (and I've probably tried to fit my own into the same mold) is the way that your husbands are so very conflicted about their wive's infidelities. They feel hurt and betrayed, as any husband would, and even when they go along with it, it is with serious misgivings. They're not in it for the offense and pain - those things they simply endure, although that may add a little forbidden thrill; they are in it because they still love their wives, no matter what, and are willing to go through the wringer of offense and embarrassment for the sake of that love. I like that you write the women as understanding and loving (most of the time) as well. For me, a truly cruel and vindictive bitch would not inspire loyalty and love, much less a willingness to endure that type of emotional pain and suffering.

Well, I've yammered on long enough. Really just wanted to say that your story is already a cuckold tale, and a very good one, no matter where it goes from here. So endeth the lesmister for today.
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Peak

Thanks, I'm having a very good time with this story and I think it has some nice twists coming.

Subchard

Thanks and you are right, there are several twists coming

jjthom99 and Sallyann

Thanks, I appreciate your concern and kind words. Don't worry Lisa does a pretty good job of keeping me in check

Mel

Thanks, I always look forward to your comments. I'm glad that you're enjoying this story.

cuck4one

Thanks, one of my purposes in writing this story is to respond to the "burn the bitch cheating wife" stories that are so common at literotica. It's also a pretty good beginning for what I hope will turn into a hot cuckold story.

Storm

Thanks for the comments. I understand exactly what your saying. I do think that at this site a distinction has been made between cheating wife stories and willing cuckold stories. Your Adam is struggling with becoming a willing cuckold. In this story, Frankie isn't there, at least not yet.

Everyone

Thanks again for the kind comments and support. They are appreciated.

GH
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I glanced at my watch. It was nearly 6:00. I realized that I was hungry. I'd just passed a beer joint called Eddie's Bar and Grill. A hand painted sign in the window advertised juicy cheeseburgers. I made a quick U turn and parked across the street.

Eddie's was a dusty little dive with a wood floor; but the tap beer was ice cold, the cheeseburgers were big and juicy and the french fries were crispy and covered with seamistered salt. It turned out to be a magnificent meal.

As I was finishing my second beer, my cell phone rang. It was Dana.

"Hi Frankie, I thought I'd call you with a quick update. Jeff Wheeler phoned me a little while ago. They wired your house this morning. They have surveillance cameras in the living room, den and both bedrooms. They also have microphones set up so that they can hear anything that's said anywhere in the house. Oh and Frankie, you don't have to worry about being spied on tonight. Jeff assured me that nothing is going to be turned on until tomorrow afternoon. According to my dad's lawyers he's very reliable, so I think you can trust his word on that."

I laughed. "That's a relief. I'd hate to think that someone is filming me while I'm walking around my bedroom in my tidy whities tonight."

Chuckling lasciviously, Dana said; "Umm I think I'd be very interested in acquiring a copy of that video. Maybe I should call Jeff and see if he can turn the camera's on."

"Dana, you're a pervert."

"Believe me Frankie, you cannot imagine how right you are about that."

Laughing again, I said; "When all of this is over and we're both legally separated, I think I'd like to find out."

"Frankie, that's a date."

That made me smile.

There was a brief pause. I think both of us were imagining what that date might be like. I certainly was. Dana Munmister was a beautiful woman."

After a moment, Dana said; "Frankie, Jeff told me that he also managed to bribe a maid at The King's Motor Inn. He has microphones set up in the room that Pete and Katie always use. Because the recording will be made in a motel without Pete and Katie's knowledge and consent, we won't be able to use it as evidence in the divorce hearings. Still, it should give us a little more insight into the affair that they're having."

"Yes, I'll be very interested to hear what Katie is saying to your husband."

"I will too. Jeff said that he'd get me two copies of the recording right away in the morning. I'll call you as soon as I have them."

"Thanks Dana, I'd appreciate that."

"Frankie, I have some things to finish up before I can go home, so I'd better get back to work."

"Thanks for the update Dana."

"Bye Frankie."

"Bye Dana."

After paying my check, I left the bar and walked across the street to my car. It was almost seven o'clock, but it was midsummer. There were still two hours of daylight left.

Fortified by Eddie's cuisine, I decided to take an after dinner drive by the King's Motor Inn. I guess I was still grasping at a vain hope that Katie really was shopping for shoes with Andrea.

It only took me a few minutes to get to the motel. Holding my breath in nervous anticipation, I followed the narrow driveway around to the back of the building. When I turned the corner and saw my wife's red Honda parked next to the black Lexus with the "Law Dog" license plate, my heart sank.

I quickly sped away, crying to myself; "Why Katie? Why? How many nights a week do you need to spend with that scumbag!"

I drove to Jupiter Construction and took refuge inside my office. I tried to work, but I couldn't concentrate. I kept visualizing Katie in that motel room with Munmister. Both of them were naked and sweaty.

For the next two hours a torrent of emotions roiled inside of me. Disappointment came first, but it quickly morphed into pain and agony. Pain and agony didn't last long, they almost immediately degenerated into despair.

For awhile I wallowed in despair, but despair is an emotion of the defeated. While I was hurt and I was angry, I was not defeated. I would never accept defeat from a low life like Pete Munmister.

Gradually I pulled myself together. My strength returned and banished the last remnants of despair from my heart. I remembered the plan. My resolve fortified, I locked my office and drove home.

As soon as I arrived at home I poured myself a stiff scotch and drank it while I packed a small carry on bag. I wasn't actually going to Kansas City, but if I was going to convince Katie that I was, I needed to be carrying a bag when I left the house in the morning.

While I was doing that I glanced around the bedroom. I couldn't see any signs of Jeff Wheeler's surveillance cameras. He was good at his job.

After I finished packing I took a quick shower, poured myself another stiff scotch and sipped it while I watched the ten o'clock news. After the news was over I went to bed. I was exhausted, relax came quickly.
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When I awoke in the morning Katie was lying next to me. It was 6:15. Silently slipping out of bed, I took another quick shower, shaved and dressed. Once I was ready to go I awakened Katie with a gentle kiss on her forehead.

She stirred for a moment and then her eyes opened. When she saw me she smiled. "Hi Frankie, I didn't hear you get up. What time is it?"

"It's a quarter to seven, I have to leave for the airport."

"Have you had breakfast?"

"No, I'll get something at the airport."

Katie slipped out from under the covers and stood up. "I'll walk you to the door."

She was naked. I looked at her gorgeous body. As always, the sight of her small, firm breasts, flat tummy and smoothly shaved pussy stirred me. I couldn't help myself, I took a quick breath.

Katie noticed. Giggling, she said; "Tomorrow night, big boy; you have to wait until you get home tomorrow night."

She grinned at me. "And when you do get home, I plan to feed you a steak dinner with all the trimmings and then I'm going to take you into our bedroom and rock your world."

I stared at Katie. I wanted to ask her, "You rocked Pete Munmister's world last night and you plan to rock it again tonight. Why do I have to wait? Why does he get you first and more often? Why does he get you at all? Why am I playing second fiddle to him?"

I didn't ask her any of those questions. I couldn't. I had to maintain my facade of ignorance. Instead I smiled at Katie and said; "I'm looking forward to it."

She smiled back at me. "So am I."

At that moment I realized that this was the most dishonest conversation that Katie and I had ever had. Trying to mask my Anger and sadness, I picked up my overnight bag. As I started to leave our bedroom, Katie reached out and grasped my hand.

I stopped. She looked at me. I saw the love in her eyes. It was unmistakeable. I melted.

"I wish you didn't have to go."

I wanted to believe her, I so badly wanted to believe her. In a quiet voice, I answered; "Yes, I wish that too."

She sighed. "But you do have to go."

"Yes, I do."

"Come on." Katie gave my hand a tug.

We silently walked together through the living room and dining room and into the kitchen. When we reached the door to the garage, we stopped.

Pulling me to her, Katie softly kissed my lips and whispered; "Frankie, I really do love you. Please never forget that."

I believed her.

Staring into her eyes, I smiled and said; "I love you too Katie." And then I kissed her back. It wasn't a hot romantic kiss filled with passion. It was soft and gentle, but it was still brimming with love. Sometimes soft and gentle can be even more romantic than hot and passionate.
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GH,
Very nice, but we all know what we wanted to find out. You are getting worse with this teasing! Or is that better ? Can't wait ...
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Seems like you're setting both of them up for an even more painful fall. I look forward to seeing how you work that out! Sometimes I have to read the segments twice, once to just hurry and find out what's happening, and then again to savor and enjoy the writing. Those two were like that.
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Once again, another wonderful story GH. I love the way you make your characters so human and so enjoyable. The love/deceit/cheating balancing act is always a tenuous one and no one portrays it better than you do. Having found myself in a similar situation many, many years ago, I admire Frankie's clever maneuvering. My solution was to just walk out the door and never look back. But then I didn't have much at stake at that point in my life so it wasn't that hard of a decision.

As far as Pete Munmister goes, I lived through one of them. I can only hope Frankie and Dana get their revenge against him and he gets kicked to the curb. He is definitely one of your better villains.

Don't know where you're going with this story, but anyone who is familiar with your writing knows that is to be expected. I like the possibility of Frankie and Dana hooking up somewhere down the road, but then that's just the romantic in me.

Take care. Stay well and healthy my friend.

TrF2
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Wonderful GH....the plot thicken's but still keeps us in suspence.....Thank you so much for your time and effort, I really appreciate it as I'm sure do many others.....

Mel xx
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Ditto to what Mel just said!
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Great story....looking forward to more!
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Peak, Storm, TrF2, Mel, cuck4one and sdb32

Thanks for the kind comments. I appreciate them. As long as all of you keep reading, I'll keep writing.

I'm really not trying to tease. Actually it's all your fault. Over the years all of you have taught me to take my time and build the story slowly. This next segment was already written when I posted the last segments. I just didn't think it would have been right to leave it there.

And yes, we are moving towards a confrontation and it's coming soon

GH
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By the time I was in my car and driving away from our house it was almost 7:00. Katie generally didn't leave for work until 8:00. I had an hour to ******* before I could safely return home and pack the bags I was going to take with me to San Francisco the next day.

Stopping at a local cafe, I bought a copy of the morning newspaper and ordered breakfast. I was just finishing my eggs and sausages when my cell phone rang. I checked the caller ID, it was Dana.

"Good morning Frankie."

"Morning Dana."

"Can you talk?"

"Yes, I'm eating breakfast at Emily's Cafe. I have to wait until Katie leaves the house so I can go back and pack my bags for California. Have you talked to Jeff Wheeler this morning?"

"He just called me. He said he got a very clear recording of last night's activities. He's having a messenger service bring two copies over to me. Are you going into your office this morning?"

"Yes, right after I'm finished packing my bags."

"Do you want me to have the messenger service bring one of the discs to your office?"

"Thank you, I'd appreciate that."

"Frankie, I'm in my car driving to my office. As I was leaving the house this morning, Pete got up. He told me that he had to go to Chicago today for an evening meeting with a client. He said that he won't be home until tomorrow afternoon."

"He's planning to spend the entire night at my house."

"Yes he is. I'm going to enjoy interrupting his little party. I can't wait to see the look on his face when we walk into your bedroom."

"I wonder if they'll be using our bedroom. Maybe Katie will insist on using the guest room."

"Maybe, but you heard what Pete said in the bar. He wants to fuck your wife in your marital bed. When it comes to getting what he wants, my husband can be very persistent."

"Yes, well will find out tonight."

"Yes we will. Are we still meeting for dinner at Murphy's Bar and Grill at 5:30?"

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it. I also think I'm going to be awfully nervous by then. It will help to have some company."

"I agree. Frankie, I'd better go. Can I have the messenger leave the CD with the receptionist at Jupiter Construction?"

"Yes, but ask him to be discreet."

"I'll remind him and I'll be sure that it's in a sealed envelope."

"Thanks Dana."

"Bye Frankie, I'll see you at Murphy's."

"Bye Dana."

As I put my cell phone away I noticed that it was 8:05. Katie should be on her way to work. I quickly finished my breakfast and paid my check.

Ten minutes later I was driving slowly by my house. I didn't see any sign of Katie. At the end of the block I made a u turn and came back. As I pulled into our driveway I pushed the button on my garage door opener. If Katie's car was still there I'd park, go inside and tell her that I'd returned to get an important document that I'd forgotten and I was going to take the eleven o'clock flight. I had a number of files in my desk in the den. I'd just take one of them, leave and return later in the day.

Fortunately her car was gone. I pulled into the garage, parked and went inside. It took me about a half hour to pack two suitcases with enough clothes for San Francisco. As soon as I was finished I checked to make sure that I hadn't left any obvious signs that I'd been home and then I loaded the two suit cases into the back of my Ford Escape and left.

Twenty minutes later I was parking in front of Jupiter Construction.

As I was walking through the main office Myra, the receptionist called to me. "Frankie, a messenger just left this for you." She was holding up a manilla envelope.

"I took it from her. "Thanks Myra."

"You're welcome Frankie."

Nearly overwhelmed with nervous anticipation, I hurried into my office and turned on my lap top computer. While it was booting up I opened the envelope and took out the CD.

For a moment I stared at the silver disc, wondering if I really did want to hear anything that might be on it. Finally I decided that as painful as it was going to be, I had to know. I had to be certain.

Filled with apprehension, I sat down at my desk, slipped the disc into my computer, opened the media player and clicked play.
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I heard the sound of a door opening and then it closed again. Someone seemed to be moving around in the room. I heard another door open. After a moment the toilet flushed and then I heard the sound of running water.

There was more movement in the room. I heard a knock on the door followed by rapid footsteps.

"Hi" It was a man's voice, Munmister.

"Hi" It was Katie.

There was silence and then I heard the rustle of clothing. They were undressing.

I was surprised. Apparently there wasn't going to be any preliminary conversation. Other than that quick hi, there wasn't even going to be an exchange of pleasantries. They were just going to get naked and go at it.

The bed creaked and then it creaked again.

After a moment Munmister said, "Oh yeah Katie, you know exactly what I like. Suck my big hard dick."

I was a little amazed. Not only were Munmister's words crude, so was his tone of voice.

A few seconds passed. I could hear heavy breathing and I also thought I could hear the sound of Katie sucking on Munmister's cock.

"You love it, don't you. Admit it, you love sucking my big dick."

"Of course I do, and that's not a surprise to you. You damn well know I love sucking your big cock." Katie was breathless with excitement. "Cocks are a passion for me. I love sucking them, I love licking them, I love playing with them and I love kissing them. I always have."

Munmister laughed. "You're a real cock slut, aren't you."

"You'd better believe I am. I like my sex just as nasty as you do. That's why I get together with you."

I heard movement. The bed creaked again and then Katie said; "There, make yourself useful. Finger fuck me while I suck your dick."

"Damn Katie, you're wet already."

“And why is that a surprise? You should know by now that sucking your cock always gets me wet."

"Turn around and get on top of me. I want to fuck you and I want to play with your tits while I'm doing it."

I heard more sounds of movement and then Katie gasped. "Oh that's good, that's so good. I love the way it feels when a cock slides into me."

The bed started to creak, slowly at first, but then the pace started to accelerate.

Suddenly Katie started to giggle. "You're a nasty mister of a bitch. You love twisting my nipples while I ride your cock, don't you."

"Would you like me to stop."

Katie yelled, "Fuck no! I love it when you do that and you know it."

I was shocked. The voice I was hearing was unquestionably Katie's, but I'd never heard her talk like this while we were making love. With me she was always refined and under control, a perfect lady.

The bed was now creaking at a frenetic pace. My wife was giggling hysterically.

Munmister growled, "Play with your clit! Rub yourself while you ride my cock."

For a moment there was just the insanely fast creaking of the bed and then Katie yelled, "Give it to me you bastard! Give me your cum! I want to feel that beautiful cock of yours shooting off inside me."

After a few more seconds of frenzied fucking Katie shrieked, "Yes that's right, do it! Cum for me! Cum in my hot wet cunt you dirty mister of a bitch!" And then she emitted a shrill scream and cried out, "Yesssss!"

The bed kept creaking for another five or ten seconds and then there was silence.

I took a deep breath and noticed that I'd been sitting on the edge of my chair. As I sat back I realized that I had an erection. That confused me. I mean, I'd just listened to a very hot sex scene, a scene that would have aroused any healthy young male, but it was my wife and another man. It didn't seem like it was appropriate for me to find that exciting.

Suddenly I heard Katie's voice and I forgot about my erection.

"Damn that was fun. Pete, you may be an asshole mister of a bitch, but you are an exciting fuck."

He laughed. "Asshole mister of a bitch? I'm glad to hear that you're madly in love with me."

"In love with you? Shit, I don't even fuckin like you." Katie paused and then she added. "But you are a damned good fuck, maybe the best I've ever had and that's saying a lot."

"You just like me because I'm even nastier in bed than you are and I'm beginning to understand that that's saying a lot."

Katie giggled. "We are quite a pair, aren't we."

I shook my head. This last interchange had me completely baffled. Who was this woman? With me, Katie had always been extremely reserved and proper, but now I was discovering that with Pete she was some kind of out of control nympho.
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"This morning, Frankie told me that he's going to Kansas City tomorrow and he won't be back until Thursday afternoon."

"Really?" Pete's voice was filled with excitement.

"Yeah, want to get together?"

"Damn right I do. Can we do it at your house?"

"Can you stay for the whole night?"

"Hell yes, I'll tell Dana that I have to go to Chicago for a meeting with a client and I won't be back until Thursday. Shit, we can go for the record."

"The record?"

"Yeah the number of times I can fuck you in one night."

"Right now that stands at four, do you really think you can beat that?"

"Katie, tomorrow night I'm going to wear you out."

"Wear me out? Maybe my pussy, but you could never wear out both my pussy and my ass."

Pete laughed. "You really do like that back door action, don't you."

"You damn well know I do. Guys have been fucking me back there since I was a freshman in college. I think I might like it better in my ass than I do in my pussy."

"If you like it in the ass so much, how come you made me work so hard to get it? You didn't let me do you back there until the fourth time we were together and it wasn't for a lack of trying on my part either. I had to do a lot of sweet talking before you finally decided to let me have your butt."

"Sweet talking? Pete, I don't think any of your lines could ever be called sweet talking; but yes, you were relentless in your efforts to persuade me."

"Okay, so how come I had to work so hard to persuade you? I mean, if you like it so much why didn't you just invite me to do it?"

There was a moment to silence and then Katie said; "That's permisteral."

"Permisteral? What do you mean by that? We're lovers, how much more permisteral can you get."

"Pete, we are not lovers. Hell, we're not even friends."

"Not even friends? Shit Katie, you really know how to hurt a guy." There was a brief pause and then Pete asked; "So if we're not even friends, then what the fuck are we?"

"We're fuck toys for each other. Pete, you are the best lay I've ever had in my entire life, but you are totally amoral and completely untrustworthy. If I'm going to be friends with a man I have to be able to trust him."

"You mean like that fag engineer you're married to."

There was total silence. After several seconds Katie said, "Don't you dare talk about Frankie when we're together. Not ever, do you understand me!" Her voice was laden with unequivocal determination.

"Yeah but..."

"One more word about him and I get up and walk out of here and I'll never see you again."

"Yeah, yeah; Okay I get it, he's off limits."

"Damn right he is."

There was another period of silence. Finally Katie said; "Come on Pete, you know damn well that I'm nothing more than a sex toy to you. Why should you be anything more than that to me?"

"Yeah, you're right, I know you're right. It's just that nobody has ever been that direct about it before."

"Well you are my sex toy and you're a damn good one, so let's get back to what we do best. Lie back on the bed. Let's see if I can get that big monster that's relaxing between your legs to wake up again." Katie laughed. "If we're going to go for the record tomorrow night we'd better get some practice in and I'm thinking that it's about time for you to start exercising my back door."

I paused the recording. Who was this woman and why was she doing things with Munmister that she refused to do with me? Hell, from that last conversation it sounded like I was the only man in the upper midwest who hadn't been allowed to fuck her ass. Katie kept saying things that suggested that she still loved me, but she was treating me like a chump. What was I supposed to believe, her words or her actions. The old saying was actions speak louder than words and at that moment Katie's actions were blaring at me like a storm siren.
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Deciding that I needed to take a short break, I went down the hall to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face. On my way back to my office I stopped at the table by Myra's desk and poured myself a cup of coffee. Fortunately, Myra was on the telephone so I didn't have to make conversation with her. At that moment I wasn't in the mood for small talk.

Once I was back in the refuge of my office, I sat down at my desk and took a sip of coffee. The warm liquid had a soothing effect. Feeling mildly revitalized, I clicked on the play button on my computer screen.

I could hear the unmistakeable sounds of Katie sucking Munmister's cock. After a few seconds she said, "I love feeling a cock grow in my mouth."

Munmister laughed. "I can't imagine how a guys cock wouldn't get hard when you're sucking him. Katie, you're good, I think you're the best I've ever had."

"Thank you kind sir, I take that as a very nice compliment."

"It was meant as one. How did you learn to suck a cock like that?"

"Experience Pete, I've had a lot of experience."

"Oh yeah?"

"I have. I started sucking off my dates while I was still in high school. The first time I did it, I realized that I loved it. I really did and I still do. I love cocks and when I have one in my mouth it feels exciting and special to me. I didn't actually start getting good at it until I was in college. The boys I knew in high school were always so eager that all I had to do was let them play with my tits while I sucked them. Usually all it took to get them off was a few sucks and a firm squeeze with my hand."

"When I got to college, most of the guys I dated were more experienced, especially the juniors and seniors. They didn't cum as quickly. I was able to take a little more time so I could experiment and try new things. It didn't take me very long to figure out what guys liked and what they didn't like." Katie laughed. "I also developed quite a reputation as a blow job queen."

"I'll bet you did, you're damned good at sucking cocks."

"Thanks, actually I'm pretty good at eating pussy too."

"What?"

Katie laughed. "I thought that would get a rise out of you."

"You're a carpet muncher?"

"Damn Pete, you really are a neanderthal. Yes, I occasionally enjoy doing a woman. Every once in a while Andrea and I do each other. She's pretty good at eating pussy too."

"Mitch has the hots for Andrea. He'd love to do her."

"Mitch is a cute guy. Andrea would probably be up for it. I'll talk to her. Would Mitch spring for a motel room?"

"I'm sure he would."

"Hey I've got an idea. Why don't all four of us get together? We could start out with Andrea and me doing each other while you and Mitch watch."

"You'd do that?"

"Hell yes, it's fun. In college my roommate and I used to do it all the time. After Andrea and I get each other off then you and Mitch can take turns doing us. Some night I'd also love to do you and Mitch at the same time. I used to love having two guys at once."

"Katie, you are amazing."

"Because I like kinky sex? I don't know, I guess I just have a very active libido. Sometimes it bothers me because I seem to be so different than other girls, but I'm not doing anything bad." And then she paused. After a moment she quietly said, "Except...." Her voice trailed off.

There were several seconds of silence, finally Pete asked, "Except what?"

Katie snapped at him; "Never mind, I don't want to go there; at least not with you."

"Why..."

Interrupting Pete before he could finish his question, Katie said; "Hey big guy, enough talk, let's get back to what you and I do best." Her voice was softer now, almost soothing.

Pete laughed. "You mean fucking?"

"That's right and right now I want to feel that big cock of yours in my ass."

I heard movement in the room and then the sound of Katie opening her purse. A moment later she said, "Here, dribble some of this lotion on my asshole and then put some on your cock."

A few seconds passed and then I heard Katie giggle. "I love getting fucked back there so much that my pussy gets wet when I feel the lotion being dribred on my asshole."

After a few more seconds Katie said; "Oh yeah, that's right, rub it in with your finger. Ummm that feels so good. Now let me have your cock. Go slow big guy, I want to savor this."

The bed creaked and then Katie gasped, "Oh god yes! I love how it feels when the head pops in." I heard her take a deep breath and then she whispered; "Slowly, go slowly. Yes, that's right push it in. Deeper, do me deeper, I want to feel all of that big monster of yours inside me."

"You love it when I fuck your ass, don't you Katie."

"You know I do. Pete."

"Tell me, I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say it while I'm fucking you."

Katie laughed. "You're an even bigger perv than I am."

"Say it!"

Still laughing, Katie said; "All right, I love it when you fuck my ass. I love feeling your big hard cock buried deep in my asshole. I love to play with my clit while you fuck my ass."

Suddenly Katie stopped laughing. I heard her draw in a deep breath and slowly exhale it and then in a hushed voice she said; "Damn, that feels so good. Fuck me you nasty mister of a bitch. Fuck my asshole while I rub my clit. Make me cum. Make me cum over and over and over again."

As the bed began creaking in a slow steady rhythm, Pete answered; "It will be my pleasure."

I clicked on the stop button on my computer screen. I'd heard enough.

Sighing, I slumped back in my chair and closed my eyes. I was overwhelmed, emotionally drained and confused. I didn't know what to think. I'd just listened to a recording of my wife engaging in sex with another man in a motel room. Making it even worse, she was doing things with him that she'd steadfastly refused to do with me.

I felt hurt and betrayed and I was certain that my marriage was over. Still, it was a complicated situation, a very complicated situation. There were so many unanswered questions.

Katie had made it clear to Pete that she didn't love him. Hell, she'd told him that she didn't even like him. They weren't friends, they were just fuck toys for each other. If that was true, then why? Why would she do things for this man who she didn't even like and then refuse to do the same things for the man she claimed to love?

And the things she'd told Pete about her past. Katie was always so prim and proper with me. I never would have suspected that she was sexually promiscuous in high school and college. She'd told Pete that in college she'd had a reputation as a blow job queen, she'd participated in threesomes,, had sex with other women and had even put on lesbian sex shows for her boyfriends. Who was this woman that I'd married?

I sighed again. Actually none of that made any difference to me. I was fairly open minded about sex. She'd done things that were unconventional, but there really wasn't anything inherently wrong about them.

What bothered me was that she'd decided to conceal that part of her life from me. It was clear that she didn't trust me. I thought she loved me, but if she loved me why not share her desires and fantasies with me. Maybe I just wasn't a good enough sex partner for her. Maybe to her I really was just an old stick in the mud engineer, but if she believed that, then why did she marry me?"
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So far I love it,, I'm going to be waiting eagerly for the next chapter
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GH
Only two words!
WOW! OUTSTANDING!
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GH Great story! You've got my day completely derailed! Can't wait for the next one- thanks for your great work!
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GH,
Pressure cooker is boiling now. When this blows it could go any way. I know which way I'm betting now though. It's just a case of weighing love against pride. Still, I like the way you have got this one so far in and yet left it undecided. It makes us all think rather than react. That's a good thing whichever way it goes. Great job.
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