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The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 11
Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories
Claire and Neil arrived at Karl’s place just as the takeaway delivery van was pulling away. It was perfect timing. Karl greeted her with a kiss; not a brotherly kiss but a full, passionate one on the lips. Karl looked at Neil as he finished; it was a look that emphasised that Claire belonged to him. He helped her off with her coat and hung it up. He looked her up and down and gave her a whistle. “Wow, that does look good on you Claire,” he told her. Neil looked on forlornly. Karl asked her if she was warm enough and she told him she was fine. He took them through to the kitchen. Karl had already prepared the table and they sat down while he served up. As they ate Karl poured some wine for himself and Claire; Neil was driving so he couldn’t have any. The conversation was a little stilted at first, consisting of mainly small talk. Neil asked him what he did for a living and Karl explained that he owned a couple of hotels in the area and he had invested in good management which meant he could take things easier than most business owners. Apparently he had been a professional baseball player and invested his earnings wisely. He was seated next to Claire and from time to time he rested a hand on her thigh. Neil’s eyes widened each time he touched her. It was almost as if he was waiting for it to move but Karl avoided letting his hand wander. Claire quickly realised that he was playing a psychological game with Neil; letting him know that he could touch her at anytime he felt ... like it. It was only as he poured the last of the wine into their glasses after the meal that he turned matters around to the evening’s agenda. He rested a hand on Claire’s thigh again and said to her, “I expect you will be ready for bed soon, won’t you?” Claire smiled. She was ready for bed now. “Yes. It was quite a busy day today and I am ready for an early night.” Karl’s hand remained on her thigh and Neil was quick to notice that his hand was now placed on the hem of her nightdress, meaning it was also touching her bare flesh as well. To make matters even worse for Neil, Claire had parted her legs slightly. “I... I expect that you want me to leave now?” he said to them. “It’s okay Neil, there’s no immediate rush,” he told him. “I don’t want to push you out.” Neil nodded. “You are okay with Claire sharing my bed tonight aren’t you?” “Yes,” he told him quietly. “It’s fine with me.” Karl’s hand suddenly began to move backwards along Claire’s thigh taking the hem of the nightdress with it.” Neil’s jaw dropped and he sat open mouthed as Claire’s panties came into view. He swallowed hard when Karl’s fingers reached the crotch of her panties. For a moment there was a stunned silence and then Neil swallowed again as Karl’s fingers began to stroke her mound through the silk material. Claire moaned softly. “Tell me Neil,” Karl said, “How does Claire compare to other women you have had in bed?” It was a question that stunned them both. “W... well she’s the best,” he replied nervously. ...