1. Never Again


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: seeker4, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    As Angie stepped into the shower booth and started the water running, I quickly took her clothes to the laundry room where I shed my wet pyjamas as well. My wife still had plenty of clothing at home so washing her clothes could wait until I did laundry the next day. On the way back, I stopped at the linen closet and pulled out a big, soft bath towel for her to use. When my wife stepped from the shower, her skin now glowing and her shivering stopped, I wrapped her in the towel. Slowly, I dried Angie’s naked body, pausing now and then to hold her against me. She was calmer now, her sobbing stopped. “Come to bed?” I asked when my wife was dry. “Sure. Can we be naked? I’m not up for sex but I want to feel your skin on mine again,” Angie said quietly. “No problem.” I slipped under the comforter. Angie joined me, cuddling close as I put my arms around her. With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes. Gently, I stroked her with my fingers, savouring the softness and smoothness of her freshly washed skin. “So what happened?” I asked after a while, not sure if the time was right yet but desperate to know what had brought my wife back to me so suddenly. “Alexi was not the person I thought and when I found out I had a bit of a meltdown,” she said after a moment. “He must have been pretty awful to cause you to melt down this bad.” “Alexi started to ask to do things I just could not do. Things he’d never asked me to do before I moved in with him,” she said, obviously trying to stay calm, ...
    “Tying me up. Hitting me. Sharing me with his friends. He admitted to having other girlfriends and wanted them to sleep with us, too. He seemed so good when we started and then this.” “Did he actually do any of this?” I asked. Angie shook her head. “No. I stopped it. Being one of his harem of sex slaves was not what I wanted.” “And the issues at work?” “After the blow-up with Alexi, I lost it. I was scared of him so I hid out in a motel. I was scared to call you because I was afraid of rejection. I just hunkered down and hid out there for two days. Didn’t even go to work or tell them where I was.” “How did you get back?” “I finally started getting my shit together yesterday and started driving back after dinner. It was storming all the way. I was upset and …,” she paused, taking a deep breath, “Then the car broke down so I left it at a garage and walked the rest of the way just thinking about how to explain it all to you. Dave, I was so afraid that you would reject me.” Angie was crying, her tears running down my skin where her face was resting against me. Giving my wife a light squeeze, I said, “Don’t be afraid, Ang. You’re here and I’m not sending you away. I just got you back.” She seemed to cheer up at that and chuckled a bit, then sighed and rolled away from me. “You don’t deserve me,” Angie said sadly, “Dee told me you were sleeping with her. Maybe that’s where you belong.” That gave me pause. After all, I had spent the evening screwing her sister in the same bathroom ...
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