1. Your Cheatin' Heart


    Date: 10/13/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    doing idiotic things so I can charge them a fortune to save them from their own stupidity. Problem was I had this song stuck in my head all day—“Your Cheatin’ Heart,” you know by Hank Williams?” Jill almost choked on her wine. “Steve picked up two more divorce cases today—cheating again, both of them the wives. When will some people learn? Why do some women and some men, too, risk everything in their lives just for some sex? Can you explain that to me?” Jill couldn’t maintain eye contact as she responded more into her wineglass than to me, ”No, (gulp) I really can’t.” “Me neither; I guess some people have no morals.” I walked away even as I heard Jill choking again. Thirty minutes later we were holding hands around the dinner table as we said grace. We all took turns; tonight it was Jill’s turn. He voice cracked several times. I prayed the girls wouldn’t notice. I was pretty sure now that Jill was aware that I knew--well, maybe not actual knowledge, but certainly that I had more than an inkling what was going on. My only question now was, what would she do about her affair? Would she end it? Could she? You always hear that women cheat because their husband has a small cock and they need something bigger, something more satisfying. I wouldn’t say that mine was huge, but I was Sicilian. Small for a Sicilian is big for most other men. I knew that most porn stars were much bigger, but Alex definitely was not. I had invited him to play golf at the country club, something that was ...
    unlikely to ever be repeated. Dressing for dinner after a shower I could see that he was obviously much smaller than I was. I had never given it much thought, but now I was bothered even more. I’ve always thought of myself as a considerate lover. I always wanted my wife to have an orgasm and she almost always had more than one unless she was an especially good actress. I had fairly good orgasm control that was probably going to improve now that I thought she was cheating on me. I would be less than enthusiastic fucking something that had been given to another. Jill and I had sex on a schedule. It was just easier that way, especially when I was in court and frustrated from my dealings with clients. We made love Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays at a minimum. Sometimes we fucked on Friday or Sunday, too. I couldn’t imagine why she felt the need to cheat. We fucked on Wednesday night once the girls were in bed and asleep. It wasn’t my best effort and Jill obviously noticed. She started to say something then apparently changed her mind and went to sleep. I didn’t sleep well that night or any other until I met with Pete the following week. Then I doubted I’d ever be able to sleep again. +++++ Thank God I had the Eric Hoffman case. Bernard had met him in the jail and, for once, Eric seemed to listen and pay attention. I met with Eric later in the day. We spoke for almost an hour. The guards tried to end it several times, but backed off when I threatened to have their jobs and sue ...
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