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Irene's Story - Chapter 2: Oscar Takes Me Dancing

Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

night, you are not going to tell me that the thought of doing this does not excite you, are you?" "Oscar, you know me well. You know you are the only man I have ever been with. I take a great deal of pride in that fact. I know you do too. Last night was a lot of fun as a fantasy, but I think we should keep it that way; keep it a fantasy," I said as I tried to backtrack on some of the things I agreed to last night. "Irene, I saw how you responded to that 'fantasy', as you call it. I have been hard all morning just thinking about any part of that becoming a reality." Oscar stood up to show me the large, distinct bulge in the front of his pants. "Oscar, I think this is a very dangerous game we'd be playing. I am not sure you would like it, or could handle it if you actually saw me dancing with someone, exposed like you want, and this guy's hands were all over me, right in front of you. I think you might get more jealous than you think. And you might feel very different about me afterwards." "Irene, I promise you... no I give you my word, I will not get mad at you, no matter what happens. I know you will be doing this for me. This will be on me. And you know what it means when I give my word on something." "I still think this is very dangerous." But I did not actually refuse to do it. Part of me actually wanted to be forced into this. Part of me wanted my husband to continue to persuade, and perhaps even coerce me forward. To the extent that I was pressured into this, my ... personal culpability and guilt would be reduced. Oscar looked at me with a combination of lust, desire, affection and admiration that I had never detected previously. He smiled and said, "I have to go to the office. Promise me you will think about this today, and seriously consider doing it for me. If tonight, after giving it serious consideration, you really do not want to do it, I will drop it for now. But if the thought of doing this continues to arouse you during the day, and on some deep core level this is something that you desire, I want you to promise me that you will be honest and tell me. Will you promise me that?" I nodded my head while looking down at the floor. I was too ashamed of my wanton desires to look my husband in the eye at that moment. "Let me hear you say it. Promise me." Oscar insisted I articulate the promise. "I promise, I will think about this and consider it. And if I find that I truly desire it, I will be honest and tell you tonight." I knew it would be a long day at the office, and I would spend little of the day focused on my work. At the office I was not surprised that I could not concentrate on my work. I was a little surprised at how wet and ready my vagina was. The gusset of my panties was soaked all morning. I went to the ladies room and placed some folded toilet paper in the gusset of my panties to absorb some of my secretions. Oscar was right, the thought of being exposed to other men, being forced to dance with them, allowing them to touch me ...