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Illicit Desires Ch. 03

Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: goodhusband, Rating: 38, Source: LushStories

Saturday evening was difficult. I loved my wife. I also thought she was my best friend. Under normal circumstances just being with her made me happy, but not that Saturday. That evening I kept picturing her in bed with Pete Munson. It might have been easier if he hadn't turned out to be such a complete asshole. Sadly he was a complete asshole and I couldn't stop wondering why my wife was willing to throw our marriage away for him. I thought I knew Katie. I couldn't understand how she could possibly be attracted to a man like that. During dinner Katie noticed my distraction and asked, "Frankie it seems like you're a million miles away tonight. Is there something wrong?" I could see she was nervous. I was certain she was worried that I was still angry with her because she'd come home so late the night before. Fortunately I'd anticipated this situation. I had a prepared excuse, an excuse that would actually help me make my pretend trip to Kansas City more credible. Sighing, I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, when I went into the office this morning I got a report that the latest specs on the bridge we're building in Kansas City are below standard. I'm going to have to go back into the office again tomorrow and I'm sure that the next week is going to be a living hell for me." Katie reached across the table and caressed my hand. "Poor baby, there's nothing you can do about it tonight. Please just try to relax and enjoy the evening. The movie we have is supposed to be very funny ... and when it's over I'm going to take you into the bedroom and make you forget all about that stupid bridge." After dinner we cleaned the kitchen together. Once we were finished we cuddled on the couch and watched the movie. It was funny and for a little while I did manage to forget all about our problems. Unfortunately when the movie ended that temporary feeling of contentment vanished quickly. Recognizing that I'd slipped back into my funk, Katie pulled me into the bedroom, pushed me down on the bed and flashed me a lascivious smile. "Frankie honey, I want you to relax on the bed while I do little strip tease for you." She pulled my shoes and socks off, fluffed up a pillow, put it under my head, plugged her cell phone into the speakers on her dresser and turned on an old rhythm and blues song. It was one of her favorites, “Take Me To The River” by Al Green. Katie started to dance. As I watched her I realized that this was the first time she'd ever done this for me. While I tried to convince myself that she was trying to take my mind off the bridge in Kansas City, I suspected there was another reason. She'd been doing it for Pete Munson. Now she was trying to assuage some of her guilt by doing it for me. My wife was a beautiful young woman and an excellent dancer. I tried to relax and enjoy her strip tease, but I ended up having to pretend. I couldn't stop imagining her doing that same dance for her asshole lover. Once Katie was completely naked she climbed onto the bed next ...