Wednesday, February 6, 2013

The Call

My wife was out of town on business.  With her boss.  I'd seen her packing before she left.  So I knew.  Knew what she planned.  We always talked before bed when she was away.  I'd been waiting for her call.  

"Hi baby," she whispered to me when I answered the phone.

"Why are you whispering?" I asked.

Still whispering, she replied, "He's here.  Still.  In the bathroom.  I just called to say goodnight."

"He's staying?" I asked.  I wasn't fooling myself.  I know what they had done already.  But was he really going to stay in her room?

"I think he wants to, ah, you know, ah, do it again."

"Really?!"

"I mean, yeah.  You know?  Why not?" 

I didn't know what to say.  I was silent.

"Honey?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?  I thought this was okay?"

"It's just, I didn't think he'd sleep with you," I told her.

"Oh honey," she soothed me.  "We're not going to sleep.  No need to worry.  Oh!  Here he comes!  Gotta go.  I love you sweetie.  Bye!"

And then she hung up, leaving me to imagine what he was doing to her.     

7 comments:

  1. Oh honey, next time get her to leave the phone off the hook so you can listen. When you only know what happened it's one thing but when you can hear it (or see it) it's a whole different level of cuckolding and humiliation.

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  2. Leeanne,

    Very well written. To a cuckold, there's a much deeper submission when a lover spends the night than when he just has sex with your wife. That point screams out in this post. Very, very well done :)

    RW

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  3. Yes Rich! The thought of my wife kissing and cuddling and nestling and holding her lover after he brings her to ecstasy is the hottest thing to this sissy!

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