1. Irene's story - Chapter 10 - Lunch with Alfredo


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    I rose early Saturday, anxious and nervous about what the day might bring. I was still in my robe, sipping my latte on the veranda with Oscar when my cell phone 'binged', alerting me to an incoming text message. Smiling at Oscar, I said, "Oh, a text from my lunch date today." The text ready simply, 'are we still on for lunch? Alfredo'. I smiled as I realized that Alfredo was as anxious as I was. I quickly typed, 'Sure. I'm still game if you are'. Instantly, the phone 'binged' again, "Great. Then it's a date. two thirty, Anemos Terrace Bar, Cram 'l Hotel, seventh floor'. I texted back, 'Looking forward to it. See you then'. Oscar had a nervous look as he waited for me to update him on the text exchange. "Well, it's confirmed. I am having a late lunch with my new boyfriend." "What are you going to wear?" Oscar asked nervously. "I don't know. I have to dress reasonably appropriately since it is a terrace bar at a nice hotel. Any suggestions?" I asked, wanting to allow Oscar to play some role in today's adventure. "You could wear that sundress you wore the time you went to Johan's room without me," Oscar suggested, before adding, "If I remember correctly, you really enjoyed yourself that afternoon." "You mean the yellow halter sundress?" "That's the one. It is very flattering on you. It compliments your complexion nicely." "That dress does bring back great memories. I wonder if I will ever see Johan again?" I mused aloud. "Oh I bet you get to see him again," Oscar reassured me. ...
    "I hope so. I really liked him," I said before pausing. "Oscar, would you like to help me get ready for my date like you did when I went to meet Johan?" Oscar's face lit up like a six year old on Christmas morning. Oscar responded with an enthusiastic, "definitely!" "I think I'd like that too. First, go draw my bath water. Don't get it too hot. I'll come back in moment when I finish my latte," I instructed. A minute or two later, I entered our bedroom and locked the door. I removed my robe and the t-shirt in which I slept and laid down on the bed. "Oscar, grab my razor and shave this little stubble from my mound. I want to be nice and smooth down there," I instructed casually. I bent my knees and separated them as wide as I could, giving Oscar full access to my parts. Oscar sat between my legs and using shaving soap, lathered my vulva up nicely. "Be careful not to nick me down there." I felt so wicked sexy and pampered laying there as my husband shaved the stubble from my vulva as he helped prepare me for a date of sorts. "Are you going to let him feel how smooth you are after lunch?" Oscar asked, but I knew it was more of a suggestion than a question. "Probably not, but you never can tell. I have been known to let things go further than I originally intended, especially if you get a few drinks in me. Who knows what I might do?" I teased, but I really did not think I would do anything more than flirt over lunch with my youthful admirer. "You know, Oscar, it is possible that I ...
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