Wives Cheating, Husbands Watching Box Set

by Gustav Jorgenson

  "That’s nice," laughs Dick. He turns to Richard, “How do you like being called a douchebag, asshole who’s a shitty fuck?"

  "Shut it," says Richard unhappily. “We should go, they’ve got to work this out."

  "Tell him about the money," encourages Dick.

  "I don’t want to hear anymore, I need to think," you say pushing Chloe off your lap.

  "It’s never been about the money," she whines. “I discovered that I am a pervert. I never felt so sexually fulfilled in my life. I would make these movies for free. But there is more to life than sex. I need a good boyfriend who treats me well. I need you to stay with me and figure out how deal with my problem," she pleads. "Your dick got hard when you watched, maybe you could get into it," she asks hopefully.

  "I really don’t know," you say sadly.

  "Ok, enough of this soul searching," laughs Dick. “Look buddy, whether she’s your girlfriend or your ex-girlfriend now, we are taking Chloe out and have her strip down in front of a bunch of horny guys to see what they do with her. I personally will be slapping her in the face with my cock on camera somewhere public to get her back for calling me a douchebag."

  Chloe laughs and looks at him devilishly. "That’s big talk," she says teasingly. He grabs her ass, but she pulls away and runs back to you. "No matter what happens, I still love you," she says sincerely. Then she kisses your forehead, and runs out of the room with Dick hot on her heels. You hear them laughing and struggling in the hall, then they are out the door and gone.

  Richard pulls out the laptop and hands it to you. "I don’t know what to say," he says sympathetically. "Chloe does good work. Check it out." Just before he walks out, he turns and says. "Oh, and she does get $1000 a shoot, so you know, it beats waiting tables."

  Then he is gone too and you are alone with the laptop before you. You are in a strange state of shock and excitement, sick and exhilarated at the same time. You decide to watch some more videos of your girlfriend getting screwed in public by strangers, so you open the laptop and unzip your fly.

  A guy on the train convinces your girlfriend to give him a handjob

  You and your girl are taking the train to the city to go out drinking one night. It’s a crowded car and you can’t sit together. She sits next to a guy about your age and you sit down the aisle, facing them. He keeps whispering in her ear and she is laughing and shaking her head. You can’t hear what they are saying, but at one point she gestures over to you and you assume that he’s hitting on her, but she is telling him that she is with you.

  You don’t want to stress about it since you and your girl have a good relationship and you trust her. So you just stay where you are and watch. At one point he holds out his hand to shake. She looks at his hand hesitantly and looks over at you nervously. You just shrug. "What’s the harm in shaking hands?" You think.

  She smiles at you crookedly and reaches out her hand. They shake for a minute, but he doesn’t let go and gently pulls her hand down behind the seat back. She struggles for a second, laughing loudly and finally pulls her hand away. "Omigod, stop it!" she shouts. He just leans back smiling.

  You’ve had enough of this and go over to her. "Do you want to switch seats?" you ask her, ignoring the guy. He looks you over and sniffs slightly.

  "No, no, I’m fine. This is Sam, he’s just a flirt. I can handle him," she says.

  "Well I hope you will handle me," he says starting at her tits in her low-cut dress.

  "Hey, take it easy," you warn.

  He glances up at you briefly, then back at your girl’s knockers. “Sorry bud, just kidding around," he mutters, but his eyes are glued to your girl’s chest the whole time.

  "Go on back and sit down," she says with a reassuring smile. "I’ll be fine."

  You give Sam a dirty look which he ignores and reluctantly return to your seat.

  Pretty soon he is whispering in her ear again and she is laughing and looking over at you furtively. He reaches across and gently takes her by the shoulders and turns her to face him. You are about to jump up again, but she makes a calming gesture with her hand and you grit your teeth and stay where you are.

  He stretches back and seems to be pulling something out of his front pocket and you girl gasps with shock and covers her mouth, staring down at his lap. He reaches up and takes her hand away from her mouth and guides it down to his lap. You can’t see what’s happening because your view is blocked by the people sitting in front of them, but your girl just waves with her other hand and starts laughing, so you assume everything is still ok.

  "Maybe he is trying to give her some present and she is humoring him," you think to yourself. But you are starting to get suspicious of her. She sure is humoring him a lot.

  At this point, Sam puts his hand behind his head with a satisfied look on his face and your girl puts her face close to his and seems to be asking him something. He is just nodding vigorously in response. An old woman standing in the aisle near them looks over at them and then gasps in shock and strides away, a look of disgust on her face.

  At this point, you jump up and run over. You look down and see that Sam’s fly is unzipped and your girl is working his stiff prick, giving him a handjob right there on the train.

  You grab her and pull her away and she squawks loudly. "Jesus, don’t make a scene about it," she yelps. "He kept begging me to pull on his penis. So I dared him to pull it out. I didn’t think he would do it, but I couldn’t just leave him hanging at that point."

  "Why the hell not?" you shout. "He’s a fucking pervert."

  "Well I guess I am too then," she says defensively, eyes tearing up slightly. "I kind of got off on it," and then she jumps off at the wrong station and you struggle to chase her through the crowd.

  Your girlfriend is negotiating how far she can go with another guy

  You meet your girlfriend for coffee one day and she is sitting with another guy you haven’t met.

  "Oh hey babe," she says nervously. "Uh, this is Jim."

  He jumps up and shakes your hand with a broad smile that seems sort of fake and aggressive. He tries to crush your hand, but you quickly match his grip and he relents so you release his hand.

  "Yeah, hey there Jim." you say nonchalantly as you sit down close to your girl. She edges away from you slightly when you do, so you get a little annoyed, but hide your displeasure.

  "So I met Jim her at the coffee shop a few weeks ago and we’ve been chatting every now and then." starts you girls haltingly.

  "Ok…" you say looking him over as he stares at you fixedly with a false smile.

  "Uh, I can’t do this." she says looking at Jim helplessly.

  "Honestly, we have been flirting each time we meet, and so I asked Sue out last week." he says simply, his smile becoming more real and slightly embarrassed.

  "I told him I have a boyfriend." she interjects hurriedly.

  "Ok, sure. No big deal, people flirt." you say leaning back and taking a drink of coffee.

  "Right," says Jim. "That’s what I said, this is no big deal. We are just flirting a little, so why don’t we go out sometime?" He raises his eyebrows and spreads his hands open.

  You wriggle uncomfortably, not sure how to handle this. "What did you say?" you ask your girlfriend.

  She looks at you searchingly. "I said I would have to ask you about it." she says, pursing her upper lip and making a questioning face.

  "Uh, I don’t know." you say, confused.

  "I don’t even know why we are going through this awkward thing." Jim says chuckling. "I mean it’s not a date or anything."

  She gives him a significant look. "Yeah, you said you want to fool around so that makes it a date." she says firmly.

  "Whoa, wait a minute." you say, holding up your hands. "We have been going steady for like two years. You can’t go on a date with another guy."

  "Ok, that’s fair." she says, visibly relieved.

  "Now hold on, this isn’t a date." Jim says in a rush. "We can bring some other friends along o
r go out during the days or whatever. This is just a friendly hang out sort of thing." he says smiling broadly.

  "But what’s this fooling around business?" you ask suspiciously.

  "Well you know," he says rubbing his head and avoiding your gaze. "Sue and I have sort of this energy that passes between us."

  "It’s sort of a sexual vibe." she admits to you with a pained expression.

  "Right, so that’s not cool." you say stiffly.

  "Oh come on," she says. You and I love each other, don’t we? Don’t you trust that I am committed to you?" she reaches out and takes your hand, looking you in the eye pleadingly.

  "Well sure, but…" your stomach feels weird, how are you supposed to be cool with this?

  "Look buddy, I’m definitely not trying to steal your girlfriend. Like I said, we like to flirt, it’s kind of a playful sexual chemistry we have, but it’s not serious."

  "Oh no" Sue agrees, “It’s just casual."

  "So maybe we want to go hang out together, maybe do some harmless petting." he says.

  "Petting?" you croak, annoyed that your voice is cracking with nervousness.

  "You know, maybe kiss a little?" she asks haltingly.

  "Uh, are you really asking if you can go out with this guy and make out?" you ask incredulously.

  "Sort of…" she admits, twisting her fingers and looking down at her lap. "It seems like fun, sort of naughty, but nothing too horrible. It might spice things up a little."

  You have no idea what to say. Jim just crosses his arms and sits back waiting for you to make the next move. You don’t know why she thinks your love life needs spicing up, it seems pretty hot to you. And you definitely don’t want to discuss that in front of some other guy. Also, you have to admit, that it’s a pretty kinky idea that she would ask permission to fool around with another guy.

  "Uh, if I did agree to this, there would need to be some clear ground rules." you say, struggling to keep your composure.

  Sue perks up visibly. "Oh I agree! I won’t do oral on the first date."

  You look at her in shock. It never occurred to you that oral sex was even on the table.

  "Well I want to get at least to second base." Jim demands grumpily.

  "That seems fair." she admits, unconsciously touching her breasts.

  "It does?" you ask incredulously.

  "Well I don’t see how you can fool around without some sort of boob groping going on." laughs Sue nervously. "I mean, let’s be realistic."

  "Shirt open and bra off." says Jim firmly. "I want to see nips."

  "You can touch them through my shirt, but no touching once my shirt is off." responds Sue, growing excited. "If I take my shirt off you can only look."

  "Wait a minute." you object lamely.

  "Come on pal, what are freaking out about?" he says. "I’m sure she has topless photos online already. Probably some drunken night out with her girlfriends or something, maybe some crazy mardi gras photos."

  Sue blushes furiously and you feel your stomach flip. From her reaction, you suspect there are some snapshots of your girlfriend’s bare breasts floating around somewhere and that Jim has probably already seen them.

  "You guys can’t expect me to agree that it’s ok for some guy to feel up my girlfriend’s tits." you say firmly.

  "Well you make it sound bad when you put it that way." whines Sue. "Why not say you agree that your girlfriend can have a life and hang out with other guys sometimes… and maybe fool around a little." But you can tell she realizes how bad it sounds.

  "Ok, look, let’s table the question of how much tit action I’m going to get for now." says Jim prickishly. "Sue, you say no oral sex, but what about a handjob?"

  "Oh no, I will squeeze it through your pants but that’s it." says Sue crossing her arms.

  "Come on, if you do that, I’ll just get blue balls."he complains.

  "I don’t what you touching his thing at all." you say loudly. You are about to continue when you realize that everyone in the coffee shop just heard you and you feel your face burning up with shame.

  "Honey, really, let’s be realistic." Sue whispers, looking around at the various men and women starting to eavesdrop on your conversation. "I don’t see how a couple can fool around without a little crotch groping. I mean, if I don’t feel that hard lump in a guy’s trousers when we are kissing, I just assume that he’s gay." Sue says with a devilish twinkle in her eye.

  "Oh I agree, dear." says a woman at the next table with a laugh.

  "Oh jesus, now the peanut gallery is chiming in." you say exasperated. "I am out of here, let’s go, Sue." You stand up and wait for her to join you. Sue hesitates looking Jim in the eye for a few moments. "Sue?" you say impatiently.

  "Ok, I’m coming." she says finally and stands up.

  "Great, well, I’m glad we had this talk." says Jim, jumping up and gripping your hand aggressively. "So we are all agreed, I am taking Sue out tonight and we will be making out. I get to feel her up and see her bare titties, but I can’t touch them once her bra is off and she will be squeezing my cock through my pants, but I am on my own if I pull it out. Sounds like a good deal."

  You’ve had about enough of this guy. You shove him back and he almost falls over a chair but quickly rights himself and backs out the door with his hands raised. "Easy trigger, easy. See you at 6 Sue."

  "Sure, see you at 6?" she says waving as he leaves.

  "Are you serious?" you say flabbergasted.

  "What? I thought we just all agreed!" she says with a hurt look on her face.

  You're girlfriend asks you to help pick an outfit

  "Come help me pick an outfit for tonight." says your girlfriend brightly, bouncing into the living room full of excitement.

  You look up from you laptop and say, “Huh? Where are you going?"

  She pauses for a minute and blushes slightly. "Oh, I thought I told you that I was going out tonight with some guys I met at the coffee shop the other day."

  "You never told me about it." you say defensively. "Who are these guys?"

  "Oh they are pretty funny." she says with a smile. "They invited me out for drinks."

  "I’ll bet they did." you say skeptically, looking her body over appreciatively.

  "Come on, don’t be gross." she says scrunching her nose. “Just help me pick an outfit."

  "Ok, where’s the chastity belt?" you say jokingly, getting up to follow into the bedroom.

  "Har har." she says sarcastically.

  First she tries on some jeans and a t-shirt. She poses for you, turning slowly. You admire her round ass in the tight jeans and the way that the clinging shirt accentuates her jutting breasts.

  "Does this make my ass look too big?" she asks with concern.

  "I like ‘em big." you say with a smile.

  "Ugh, I have to change then." she says.

  "Why are you so concerned about how you look anyway?" you say leaning back on the bed to rest on your elbows as the dresses in front of the closet.

  "Girls always care about their looks, silly." she scolds as she strips down to her underwear. You admire her pale, shapely legs as she pulls on stockings that go just above her knee. Then she puts on a modest dress that goes below the knee.

  "That’s better, it’s more reserved. Your tits and ass were booming in that other outfit." you say.

  "Sure, I should just wear a nun’s habit then." she says putting her hands on her hips and giving you a stern look. "Look, other guys are going to look at my body, ok? Get over it. You look at other girls, don’t you."

  You get a little uncomfortable about having the tables turned, so you just shrug. "Whatever."

  She changes into a much shorter, tighter dress that goes just below her crotch. You look at the portion of her pale thighs visible above her stockings and you feel yourself getting a hard on.

  "That’s hot." you say in spite of yourself.

  She bends over slightly and turns to admire her own ass in the mirror. "Yeah, see, I’ve got to show so
me skin. I want to keep things interesting." she says.

  "Interesting?" you snort. “What’s that supposed to mean."

  "Jeez, relax will you?" she says with exasperation as she adjusts her neckline to show more cleavage. "I want guys to pay attention to me, don’t I?"

  "They won’t pay attention to what you’re saying they will just be checking out your body." you say, while you check out her body and your cock throbs in response.

  "That’s fine too." she giggles, “It spices things up a little."

  "Oh man," you complain with annoyance.

  "Come on," she says, touching your arm tenderly. "You don’t want to date some mousy wallflower, do you? You should go trawl the library looking for nerdy girls with glasses in sweatshirts and mom jeans." she finishes with a wry smile and you can’t help but join her in a laugh.

  But when she reaches up and pulls her panties down, you give a squawk. "Hey, what’s up?"

  "I can’t wear these, they are giving me panty lines. It’s cool, I’ll just go commando tonight." she says with a nervous laugh.

  "You gotta be kidding me." you say, sitting up. You feel your pulse quicken and your cock getting even harder at the thought.

  She just ignores you and unsnaps her bra as well.

  "Hey!" you say in amazement.

  "The straps were showing," she says lamely. You gaze at her large jiggling breasts with the outline of her erect nipples clearly visible through the thin, material of her tight dress.

  "Your headlights are on." you say.

  "Hello, my eyes are up here." she laughs pointing to her eyes with two fingers.

  "You will be saying that a lot tonight." you say, gripping your crotch.

  "Ooh, are you getting hard?" she asks with interest, feeling your crotch. "I like that. That’s the reaction I’m going for."