1. Poker Night


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: GustavJorgenson, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    are going to have some extremely steamy sex once this is over. Can’t you feel it?” “Yes, I think you are right,” I said, looking up at her lovingly. “I feel those butterflies in my belly that I haven’t felt since we first started dating.” “Me too!” she said brightly. “Bye bye, see you later,” And with that she was gone, striding out of the room to go seduce another man. “Wow, I hope you can handle this my friend,” said Carl, clapping me on the shoulder. The hours went by and we carried on our card game, but I just couldn’t take my mind off my wife. I kept picturing her flirting with Will, bending over to show him her cleavage or rubbing up against him as they got drunk at the bar together and my gut wrenched with jealousy at the thought of it. “You’ve been losing all night,” commented Ben, showing me his two aces and scraping the chips toward himself. “He’s been distracted thinking about his wife with that other guy,” said Carl, looking pointedly at Arnold. Arnold pulled at his collar defensively. “Well, come on, it’s not my fault this is happening, Carl.” But Carl just gazed at Arnold coldly and said nothing. “Hey, Ed, look, lighten up man. If you change your mind about this this, you can always call it off and we will throw this Will guy out on his ass.” “Shit, that’s just it, Arny,” I said, throwing down my cards and taking up my beer. “It wasn’t your damn idea, it was this guy Will’s damn idea, and my wife suddenly felt someone paying attention to her in a way that I ...
    just can’t anymore. I mean, I love my wife, but after twenty years, the mystery is gone. We are both known quantities to each other. Should I deny her a little fun with another guy because of my petty insecurities and jealousy?” “Fuck, Ed,” said Carl, looking at me sadly. “You are making me feel like a heel for breaking it off with Linda.” “Do you ever talk to her?” asked Ben gently. “Sure, we make arrangements on who the kids will come to visit on holidays,” said Carl. “Dammit, I’m calling her tomorrow. I’m seeing this whole thing in a new light. I cried like a baby when she cheated on me. It crushed my precious ego. But it didn’t have to end like that. I want to give it another chance.” “Hey, good for you man, you do that,” said Arnold, acting serious for once. Just then the door opened and my wife and Will came stumbling into the dining room arm-in-arm, giggling drunkenly. They positively stunk of booze and pot. My wife’s hair and makeup was a mess and her stockings were full of runs. Will is a big guy, over six feet tall and maybe 250 lbs. I gritted my teeth at the way he draped his muscular arm possessively around my wife and how she clung submissively to his side. “Holy fuck, you weren’t kidding,” gasped Will, taken aback at the sight of our poker game. “Your goddamn husband is playing poker with his buddies right here.” He gaped stupidly at us for a second with his mouth hanging open. “Of course, that’s what I told you, silly,” said my wife, slurring slightly and rubbing ...
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