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Second Honeymoon - Karl's story

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: tlogtlom, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

healthy-looking couple on a nude beach. The faces were blurred but the size and shape of this Ian and Alec were obvious. The man’s member was enormous. Karl remembered the wording of the advertisement: “Middle-aged European couple on tour of America. Will be in your area this weekend. ISO gent or couple for possible romantic encounter. Size does not matter; lesser endowed males move to the front of the queue.” Karl was positive that the mural lady and Ian were the couple in the posting. Karl had been trying to get Clair interested in something like that. Lucky me, he thought, into my lap fall Ian and Alec. Karl summoned all of his mental faculties, trying to brush the whiskey and beer cobwebs out of his mind. He started innocently enough. “So, where is Alec?” Then, he thought, Ian never said Alec; he called his wife Al-ex-an-dra. But Ian simply replied, “She is upstairs, already in bed, I suppose. We were to meet someone here at the bar at nine, but that did not work out.” “Oh?” Karl warned himself not to seem probing or nosy. Ian finished the scotch. His next statement was a surprise. “And the ten o’clock never showed up.” Karl assumed the Brits met a guy or couple at nine and somebody didn’t like somebody. The ten o’clock fallback never showed. More small talk. More coffee. More alcohol. More wondering what was going on with Rex and Clair. Karl could no longer fight the urge to use the restroom. But, if he left the bar, Ian may disappear. He really had to go! When he rose, ... so did Ian. The two lined up at adjacent urinals. Karl glanced over when Ian pulled out his penis. It was the longest, fattest one he had ever seen. Ian saw him looking. “Yes, my friend, this is a curse. My wife is overwhelmed by it. Believe it or not, the size of this thing keeps my wife away. I don’t recall the last time we had full-on sex.” Ian peed and continued talking, the alcohol loosening his tongue. “We thought we had what you call a hookup tonight. The couple was crude, much too eager.” “Too bad,” Karl commiserated as he finished urinating. “Worse still," sighed Ian, "the fallback was a no-show. Alec went to bed and I stayed here to have one more. And another. Well, you know that.” “Hmm... Better luck next time,” Karl said. They returned to the bar to settle their tabs. “Charge this to room 420,” said Ian and Karl knew where to find his prey. NOON ON SATURDAY Clair went off in his MGB, on her first date in thirty years, and Karl was alone at home, trying to work out a plan. “What is good for the goose is good for the gander.” Karl dialed the hotel and asked to be connected with Room 420. A female British accent answered. “Hello.” “Hello to you. I’m Karl. You may remember me looking at the mural. I met Ian at the bar later and we had a great time chatting.” “You are Karl, from the mural?" Alec sounded interested. "What about that dry martini?” Good, she remembers me, Karl thought. “I have a fresh supply of good gin and some vermouth." Karl took a gamble. “Would you ...