1. Giving The Wife What She Wants


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    “I think you’re playing with fire,” I said. “That may well be,” Kim replied. “But it’s something I have to do. You do see that, don’t you?” I did see that, but I was concerned as well. Ever since Kim had got me to lure her husband, my best friend Pete, into three way action with first Kim herself, then Suzy, a respectable academic by day, a complete sexual freak by night, he’d been acting a bit sheepish. “The thing is,” Kim said, “I don’t know if I can stay married to Pete if he can’t… give me what I need.” I nodded, but this was bad news. If Kim decided to divorce Pete, there was every chance he’d blame me for it. The trouble was, I was already in too deep to change that. “It’s too bad,” Kim said, “because really he’s everything I thought I ever wanted in a man. Kind, loving, respectful, stable, dependable, predictable. I just wish he didn’t take that to bed with him.” “You must have known that when you married him.” Kim gnawed on her bottom lip. “I did,” she said. “I just didn’t know myself very well. I believed that sex should be slow and romantic and tender. I was fine with that to begin with, but over time I realised I was wired differently.” “Officially sanctioned sex is pretty dull, isn’t it?” I agreed. This made Kim laugh. “You can only convince yourself of something for so long before your real nature asserts itself,” she said. “I’m sure there are people who are quite happy with soft and slow. “Me, I have needs that go way beyond that, as you know.” She winked at ...
    me, and my heart leapt. “Still, at least you know that Pete’s capable of it,” I said. Kim had witnessed the threesome she’d put me up to with Pete and Suzy. “That’s the thing,” Kim replied. “The thing I never knew about Pete. He was capable of it when he thought he was shagging some chav slut, but at home… If anything he’s become even more solicitous in the marital bed since then, and it’s driving me nuts.” “You make him sound positively Victorian,” I said, again making Kim laugh. “But I still don’t see why you can’t just talk things through with him.” Kim twisted her face into an exaggerated tableau of disbelief. “This is Pete we’re talking about,” she said. “You know he’d just clam up. More or less.” I did know this. I shrugged. “You’re the boss,” I said. Kim smiled. Knowing her as I did, I wasn’t fooled into thinking that the coy gesture was anything but a front for armour-clad bloody-mindedness. “I’ve been taking lessons from Suzy,” she said. “How’s it going?” “Great. I’ve learned a lot. I don’t want my persona to be as low-rent as hers, but I’m working on one that suits me.” “Well,” I said. “I hope you know what you’re doing.” “Don’t I always?” I had my doubts, but the thing was, Kim almost always did, and she always got what she wanted. The plan was this. Pete’s birthday was coming up. There was going to be a get together come the weekend, with friends and family, but on his birthday proper, I was to invite Pete round to my flat for a special surprise. Given that the last ...
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