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The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 01
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster
... please." I realized as soon as I said those words, my fate was sealed. If I was begging my wife not to take a lover, I'd already lost. "Not right away. I promise," she said, with more of a smile than I would have liked. "But when that time comes, I'll let you know before I fuck anyone. We can talk then about whether you wish to continue to submit to me, whether I still want your submission, and what happens next. I promise." "Thank you," I mumbled. Even then, I realized that wasn't much of a promise. But, for some reason, it felt like more than I felt I had any right to expect. The next six months would be the best of my life, and the best of our marriage. They ended sooner than I'd hoped, in ways that were easy to predict, and also in ways that no one could have foreseen. *** So, sooner than I hoped, I found myself kneeling before her after midnight on the coldest night of the year. She was clearly already furious at having to deal with me after an evening of .... what? I had no idea. And now I faced the awful consequences of having chosen to submit to a woman whom I knew to be cruel and unforgiving. I knelt there, feeling her warm hand on my face. She withdrew it and leaned back into her chair. She took a few puffs of her cigar. She looked warm and comfortable. I shivered a little in the cold. "I haven't fucked him yet," she said. Now my face felt hot. I was blushing with humiliation and jealousy. I could also feel myself getting ...