Your girl explains to your friends that she likes to take it from behind.
"What positions do you guys like?" she asks with a sly smile.
You wife hikes her skirt up to her waist and adjusts her stockings in front of your friends
"What do you guys think of my new stockings?" she asks innocently.
You wife is smiling at you as she unzips his fly and pulls out his rod
She suppresses a laugh as she strokes his hardon, never taking her eyes off you.
your buddy is holding one of your wife’s dangling breasts in the palm of each hand
while she bends over sucking on his cock
you girlfriend unbuttons her blouse and unsnaps the front of her bra
then she holds her shirt open so he can look inside
You notice your buddies checking out your wife’s ass when she bends over in front of them
She seems to be finding a lot of opportunities to do that.
Your wife keeps squeezing his cock through his jeans
"I just can’t get over how hard he’s getting." she explains with a guilty smile.
Your wife is pulling her pants down while she sucks this guys cock
She’s getting ready to go even further.
Your wife likes to strip down to her lingerie in front of your buddies
"Don’t be a party pooper." she pouts when you start freaking out. "Look how much they are enjoying this" she says playfully, pointing to the growing bulges in their pants.
Your wife is trying to convince you to let her go on a date with another guy
"He keeps pestering me about it." she complains. "Just let me just go out with him once. It’s not like we are going to have sex or anything. The most we will do is probably fool around a little."
Your girlfriend loves to strip for other guys and tease them
Then she laughs and begs you to save her as they grab her and try to fuck her.
Your girl is hugging one of her guy friends and he starts squeezing her hips
Then he slides her shirt up slightly and starts squeezing the soft white flesh of her waist, just above her hips.
"Why hello there." she says surprised, and thrusts her hips against his in response.
The End - Volume 2
Wives Cheating, Husbands Watching, Volume 3
by Gustav Jorgenson
Copyright 2014, Gustav Jorgenson
Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Introduction
SECTION 1: Wives Getting Owned
Under the Blanket
Wife Likes to Pretend to be Ravished
Strange Gentlemen Have Propositioned Your Spouse
Black Stranger Takes Wife Away to Sit for a Nude Portrait
Aggressive Young Man Insists on Putting suntan lotion on wife
Rough Jock Hits on Nerdy Wife at Board Game Party
Man on the Street
Girlfriend Goes Out Drinking With Bitter Rivals of Boyfriend
SECTION 2: Women Taking Control
GF wears tights to hang out with Boyfriend and Buddy
Wife Demands to be undressed by Husband’s friend
Girlfriend Wants Boyfriend’s Buddies to Honestly Judge Her Body
Wife Blows Jerk Husband Fought in Bar
Husband Finds Wife Drinking with His Friends in Her Lingerie
SECTION 3: Instant Gratification - Short and Punchy
Your girl puts her head in your buddy’s lap
Girlfriend Lost a Bet
Your Girlfriend Likes to Look at Porn with Your Buddies
Your Wife is Eager to Give Her Male Coworker a Massage.
You girlfriend invites guys to watch her get changed
Your buddies ask your girl to bend over
Single friend is bad influence on your wife
Introduction
What is it about transgression that is so erotic? And how is it that sexual desire fades between couples in the most loving and caring relationships? Ester Perel gives a great TED talk on this that is worth checking out. Her basic argument is that there is a fundamental tension between love and desire. To love is “to have” while to desire is “to want.” She points out that the very things that nurture love such as caring, fairness, and responsibility serve to stifle desire which thrives on naughtiness, dominance, and mischief. The erotic mind is not polite or proper.
These are stories about loving couples who are seeking out that transgressive spark to reignite the desire between them. The women do this by granting strange men access to their sexuality, which is normally reserved for their husband or boyfriend. They are breaking the rules and bringing novelty and mystery back into their stable, predictable relationships. They are shaking things up and renewing themselves as objects of desire. This is the sense of romantic adventure that I am working to capture.
This is my third collection of short stories on this topic and I feel that my prose is continuing to develop. I have largely moved past the second person present tense which characterized my earlier work, though you can still find examples of that in the final section of this book. I have divided the remaining stories into two sections based on the power dynamics of the women. The first section is about dominant women who are confidently journeying into unexplored erotic territory with new men. The second section is about women who are pursued and submit to the aggression of other men, recognizing that their misconduct will help their own husband or boyfriend see them with new eyes.
Cheerio,
Gustav Jorgenson
London, 2014
SECTION 1: Wives Getting Owned
Under the Blanket
Megan and her coworker Doug were chatting in the kitchen at work.
“You look very nice today, Megan,” said Doug, looking her body up and down appreciatively.
Megan blushed and tugged self-consciously at the hem of her skirt. Doug was always flirting with her and she enjoyed the attention, so she had started wearing shorter skirts and tighter sweaters to work lately. “Thanks Doug, that’s very nice of you to say,” she said, taking a sip of her tea.
“Yes, that sweater, is very flattering,” said Doug staring unabashedly at her large jutting breasts. He knew that Megan was married, and he was married himself, but he liked to imagine what it would be like to bed his middle aged coworker.
“My eyes are up here, Doug,” joked Megan, turned on by how brashly Doug was acting today.
“Yes, your eyes are very beautiful,” agreed Doug, never taking his gaze from Megan’s chest.
Megan felt a cool breeze as the air conditioner kicked on and her nipple stiffened visibly in her tight sweater. Doug wagged his eyebrows at Megan suggestively. “Your headlights are on,” he said, giving her a lewd wink.
“Oh, Doug, you are terrible,” said Megan, covering her nipples with her hands modestly. Her face was flushed red with excitement.
“I know I am,” said Doug casually. “Hey, when are you going to invite me over for dinner?”
“You and Frida are always welcome to join John and I for dinner,” said Megan lightly. She hated to bring up their spouses while flirting, but it couldn’t be helped.
Doug frowned at the mention of his wife and the erection inspired by Megan’s snugly fitting top began to subside. “Frida doesn’t really care to socialize with my work friends,” said Doug. “Couldn’t just you and I have dinner some night when John was out of town on business?”
“Doug, that wouldn’t be appropriate,” said Megan weakly, her heart pounding at the idea of a dinner date with Doug. His face fell at the rejection, so she quickly added, “I’ll tell you what though, why not come over tonight and join John and I for dinner? It’s our night to watch a movie at home.”
Doug stopped staring at Megan’s breasts for a moment and looked her in the eye with a calculating expression. He wondered if she was testing him, trying to see how much chutzpah he had. “Alright, Megan, I will take you up on your offer,” he said.
Megan briefly
wondered if she was doing the right thing to invite her work flirt home to meet her husband, but John paid so little attention to her these days that he probably wouldn’t even notice the sexual tension between her and Doug. So she smiled warmly at Doug and gave him her address.
“Sounds good, see you at 7 tonight then,” said Doug. “And I expect you to answer the door naked,” he said with a grin.
“We’ll see,” laughed Megan, her pulse quickening. “Don’t get your hopes up.”
The rest of the day seemed to crawl past as Megan anxiously awaited dinner with Doug. She wondered if John would go to bed early or just doze off in his chair as was his habit on movie night. She wondered what would happen if she and Doug were together alone on the couch in the dark.
When she finally arrived at home, she rushed to prepare a nice steak dinner for Doug.
“What’s this?” asked her husband John when he came home from work. He came over and gave Megan a perfunctory peck on the cheek as she stood cooking at the stove. “Steak huh? What’s the occasion?”
Megan gulped nervously and tried to sound nonchalant. “Oh, I invited my coworker Doug over for dinner tonight,” she said with a weak smile. “You remember Doug. He was at the office Christmas party.”
“But it’s our movie night,” said John peevishly. But in truth, he actually looked forward to having company. He loved his wife, but they had fallen into a deep rut and movie night had become a bore. John recalled that Doug was a funny guy. Maybe he would liven up the evening.
“I know honey,” said Megan pursing her lips and furrowing her brow sympathetically. “But it will be a nice change of pace to have company for once.”
“Maybe you’re right,” agreed John amiably, grabbing a beer from the refrigerator and heading off to the living room to watch television.
Doug arrived right on time at 7 and he brought a nice bottle of wine. They all enjoyed a friendly supper with Doug and John engaging in a lively discussion about the local football team which had made the playoffs. Megan was beginning to feel slightly neglected and oddly jealous of Doug’s attention to her husband. But as soon as her husband left the room Doug resumed his flirtation with a vengeance.
“I’m very disappointed that you were fully clothed when you answered the door,” said Doug softly, leaning forward and gazing into Megan’s eyes. “Dinner would have been so much more interesting if you had heeded my request and gotten naked for me.”
“Ha, it would have given us something to talk about other than football, I’ll grant you that,” replied Megan merrily. The idea of entertaining Doug and her husband in the nude both aroused and amused her. She was sure that John would have a heart attack if she ever tried something like that.
Doug had enjoyed a few glasses of wine, and his inhibitions were down, so he put his cards on the table. “Well I have to keep John distracted with football talk so he doesn’t realize that I want to have sex with his wife.” He gave Megan a crooked smile, but in that moment they both knew that he wasn’t joking.
“Really?” said Megan, her voice cracking slightly. She could feel her palms growing sweaty with excitement. “I didn’t realize you felt that way,” she said absently, unable to make eye contact with Doug.
“Oh, you realized it alright,” laughed Doug. “I think I’ve made it perfectly clear at work.”
“Made what perfectly clear?” asked John jovially as he returned to the dining room.
Megan was startled so badly that she nearly jumped out of her chair, but neither man noticed.
“Oh, I’ve made it clear how tired I am of working at that damn place,” rejoined Doug smoothly. “But the job market is tough, so I stick with it nonetheless.”
“I hear you, brother,” agreed John, shaking his head ruefully.
“Ok, boys,” said Megan brightly. “Why don’t you two clear the table while I go change out of these work clothes?”
“Yeah, you must barely be able to breathe in that sweater,” said Doug cheekily, giving John a sideways glance to judge his reaction.
John just laughed heartily at the slightly bawdy joke and Megan chuckled along awkwardly, “Yes, well, I’ll be back in a few and we can open another bottle of wine and start the movie.” She hurried off to the bedroom as Doug and John helpfully cleared the dirty dishes.
“You noticed how tight that sweater was, huh,” said John looking over at Doug mischievously once his wife was out of earshot.
“I have to admit I did notice, John,” said Doug matter-of-factly.
John bit his lip to hold back his laughter. “She’s got quite a rack on her, doesn’t she?” he asked.
Doug was surprised at John’s candor and simply responded in kind. “I’ll say, you are a lucky man, my friend,” he said with a lascivious grin and the two men broke out in raucous laughter as Doug pictured what Megan’s breasts would look like if she stood topless before him.
Megan heard the laughter from the kitchen as she stripped off her sweater and unsnapped her bra. Her large bosoms came spilling out, and she heaved a sigh of relief as she rubbed them absently. She wriggled out of her skirt, stripped off her stockings, and stood contemplating her body in the mirror. She had gained a bit of weight over the years, but she had retained her hourglass figure. She looked herself over critically and decided that she didn’t look too bad for a woman of 42. Then she went to the closet and pondered what to wear. She briefly considered putting on a sexy negligee and going out to rejoin her husband and Doug as though that were perfectly natural. The very idea made her giggle to herself like a schoolgirl, but she knew she would never have the guts.
She settled on a nice pair of sweatpants that were comfortable but well fitted enough for company. For a top, she slipped into a t-shirt. Her breasts were jiggling and her nipples were poking through without a bra on, so she pulled a light cardigan over the t-shirt and headed back out to the kitchen.
“Oh, I was hoping you would come out here in a slinky negligee,” commented Doug sarcastically when he saw how modestly Megan was dressed.
John slapped Doug on the shoulder and laughed along rowdily. Megan could tell that John was a little drunk, so she opened her cardigan and shimmied her shoulders to make her boobs bounce back and forth. The two men stared in fascination at the motion of her knockers before Megan blushed deeply and pulled her cardigan closed.
“Wow,” said Doug, clearly impressed.
John just laughed even harder and strode over to his wife to kiss her on the cheek and slap her bottom playfully.
“You don’t need to wear lingerie to be sexy with that damn body,” said John lustily.
“Thank you honey, that’s sweet,” said Megan, looking at her husband warmly.
“I’ll drink to that,” said Doug with a wicked smile and he poured out more glasses of wine and handed them around.
The trio adjourned to the living room together to watch a movie. John wasn’t bothered by Doug’s flirting, in fact he found that he enjoyed having another man pay attention to Megan. He realized that he took her for granted a lot lately. She was still a sexy woman, and it was perfectly natural for other men to take notice of that fact.
“So what movie should we watch, gentlemen?” asked Megan formally, holding her wine and bending over to examine the rack of DVD’s. Doug stared unabashedly at Megan’s gorgeous round rear as she bent over. John noticed Doug’s interest in his wife’s bottom, but he was surprised that it didn’t make him very jealous.
“How about Showgirls?” blurted out John as he sank into his favorite recliner.
“Oh honey,” laughed Megan nervously. “That’s a very naughty movie. I don’t think it’s appropriate to watch… with a guest over,” she smiled lamely at Doug as she said it. Her husband must be drunker than she thought.
“Nonsense,” objected John merrily. “We are all adults here, aren’t we?” he said. “Put it on.”
Megan looked at Doug inquisitively.
“I haven’t seen it,” said Doug with a smile. “Is there
a lot of nudity?”
“You’ll see,” said Megan with resignation and she put in the movie and turned down the lights.
Doug sat down on the daybed which was Megan’s customary place to sit in the evening and she hesitated to join him there.
“Doug took your seat, huh?” commented John, noticing his wife’s uncertainty.
“Ha, we really have our routine, don’t we,” laughed Megan.
“Oh, I can sit somewhere else,” said Doug, looking around the room but not actually standing up to move.
“No, no, there’s plenty of room here for both of us,” said Megan, sitting down next to Doug on the daybed where she liked to stretch out and relax each evening.
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