1. He's Hiding On The Balcony (Part 3)


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    When we last left Carol she was fulfilling her husband’s fantasy. She was on the hotel suite bed being impaled by a young Canadian tennis stud with a cock more than twice the size of poor Paul’s. Carol’s husband was crouching on the balcony behind a wicker chair watching in fascination. How will Paul’s fantasy turn out? What is in store for our troubled married couple? Let’s find out. _______________________________________ It was hard for Carol. Let’s not over-simplify matters. This was no easy journey for the formerly staid stay-at-home wife and mother of one. It was like Paul’s partner in life was finding her way out of an ever-thickening forest of misconceptions. Who she was as a wife? “Paul’s wife,”—did that description even apply anymore? Those two words seemed so empty now. Who she was as a woman? Who was “Carol” period? So many questions and uncertainties swirled. And yet she was a woman determined to shed her old skin. It didn’t fit anymore. Over the past six months every foundation of Carol’s mundane and boring life had been thrown into question and chaos. Her husband Paul had admitted wanting to watch her being “fucked” by another man? Her life’s plan was in tatters. And yet the thirty-eight year old with a taut and trim yoga toned body wanted to have a “plan”. Carol had ever been the “planner”. Even as a little girl she would have plans. She had planned “Princess Parties” for her friends. She had planned to make the cheerleading team. Carol had even formulated a ...
    plan to catch Paul. Now, in the hotel suite in Bali, she felt directionless and lost. What was her plan? This new sexual awakening at such a late stage in her life was troubling to say the least. Most girls explore their sexuality at sixteen, not thirty-eight. Carol had not planned for this. Serendipity had taken her by surprise. Her short stocky husband Paul was not whom he seemed. Even when Carol looked at him now, he seemed diminished somehow. Her sexless marriage was not at all what it seemed. Her matrimonial bed was cold and lonely and officially designated a “sex free” zone. The more Carol thought about things the more she realized how off-course her life had gone. Somehow she had taken a rude wrong turn. The disoriented wife realized she was now in a “construction zone” instead of the completed project she had envisioned. She had a daughter after all? Her life was supposed to be “perfect” now. Her friends were supposed to envy her perfect manicured lawn and adorable ideal family. What the fuck had happened? Carol’s new life seemed like a maze? Should she turn left or right? She was lucky she had Tina to talk to and help her. What she did know for certain was her marriage was not enough for her anymore. Her matrimonial state wasn’t the “perfect marriage” she had projected to her friends and family. For the outer world the prim, proper and perfect Carol had created a fancy façade. Paul’s wife had deceived everyone. Worse than that, she had deceived her self. What about ...
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