1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 19


    Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    Oscar, but I don’t think that will be necessary…I can’t even quite envision how I would tell the attorney to write that up! Some sort of post-nuptial, pre-cuckolding, hold-harmless agreement, maybe; interesting concept, but we’d best let it slide.” “Thanks for listening, Dave, and for being so nice about it. Umm, do we have to tell Louis about any of this?” “We should, probably, but no; I’ll make the call. What happens in the hot tub stays in the hot tub – or your home, or Charlie’s place, or wherever. Don’t engage in any of your, umm…activities here at the office, okay?” “Oh no - God no! We’re a bit impulsive and kinky, maybe, but not that bad!” He stood and headed for the door. “I’ll let you get back to work. Thanks again.” “No problem, Big O – hey, give Irene my love…no, strike that; just tell her hi for me. One extra-marital partner’s love is plenty!” He departed, chuckling, and I just sat there for several minutes, thinking about all he’d told me, amazed and a bit in awe of the unusual, complex, and complicated things people could get themselves involved in over something as basic as sex. Between work and Oscar’s odd and incredible revelations my mind had sort of been off my shameful behavior with Alli the previous evening. Now it all came rushing back, compounded by the knowledge that Oscar loves and adores his wife even though she was eagerly screwing another guy – admittedly at his urging – while I’d been prepared to cause Allison harm at the mere thought of her ...
    fantasy of herself and another man together. I felt about two inches tall. I re-immersed myself in my work, seemingly my only refuge from my thoughts, pausing only to take a couple of calls. I was surprised when Charlie came barging in and said, “Come on, sad sack, I’m taking you to lunch.” I looked at him, and then at my watch; to my amazement, it was almost noon. “Sorry, Charlie; I appreciate the offer, but I have a lot to do. I’m probably going to have Marci pick me up a burger or something. I’ll take a rain check, okay?” “Not okay. You need to be out of here, and you need to tell old Charlie what’s got your dauber so down in the mud today; I’m tired of everyone asking me what’s wrong with you.” I was a little amazed that anyone – but especially Charlie – had noticed. I’d thought I’d been acting fairly normal. “Well, that’s just about at the bottom of my list of things to do, so if you’ll close the door behind you…” “Now Dave, you know I’m not leaving until you give up and come along, so why don’t you save us both a lot of time and effort…” Actually, that was one of the things I’d always appreciated about Charlie; you never had to worry whether or not he’d stay too long and wear out his welcome, because from the moment he walked in your door you knew that he would. I caved – and I sighed. “Okay, Charlie, have it your way. But I can’t be gone too long, so we have to go someplace quick.” “You got it, buddy! Come on, I’ll drive; I know just the place.” I paused long enough to tell ...
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