1. Sex Games #9


    Date: 6/5/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: ckbres, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    others?" Carol came over to me, tears falling down her face, to put her arms around me. I rebuffed her. I pushed her away. At that moment I wanted nothing to do with her. My world was crumbling. I told Carol that I was going to a hotel tonight. She could call me on my cell if there were any emergency. I went into the bedroom and bathroom and packed some clothes and toiletries. I checked into the Peabody hotel. I brought a bottle of whiskey to my room and drank until I passed out. I woke up several times and each time there were tears on my face. Deep in the night there was a knock on my door. I went to the peephole and it was Carol. I opened the door and said, "What are you doing here?" Carol fell to her knees and literally crept into the room. Her face was puffy and her eyes red. She said, "Dick I can't live without you. I love you more than anything. Forgive me. I'll never do anything like that again. Tell me what you want. We'll give up sex games if you want to." My emotions were again in a ...
    turmoil. Carol and I had been married for nearly eight years. They were the happiest years of my life. She was the woman I planned on spending the rest of my life with. Carol is the most beautiful, smart, sensual, loving woman I'd ever met. She had hurt me. But I couldn't keep hurting her. Carol was still kneeling on the floor, her head down, her eyes covered and was sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't do it. I gently pulled her up and wrapped my arms around her. I started cradling and soothing her. I said, "Shhh, Shhh, we'll be all right. I love you forever." I knew I was the one that initiated and encouraged the sex games. Maybe it was a foolish thing to do, risk our marriage. Maybe it was time for the games to end. I carried Carol over to the bed and got us both under the covers. She was still whimpering and tears were still flowing. We held each other and whispered soothing, reassuring words to each other. We stayed that way for the rest of the night. Neither of us slept. To be continued - Maybe
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