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Stranger Takes Wife Away to Sit for a Nude Portrait

Date: 12/17/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: GustavJorgenson, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

away from Janet’s chest to smile brightly at Stephen. “Why so do I, we are neighbors. What street do you live on?” Stephen clamped his mouth shut tightly in annoyance, but Janet answered eagerly, “We are on Liberty,” she said with friendly grin. She liked this assertive man and got a kick out how jealous he was making her husband. She and Stephen had been married for 15 years and she sometime felt that they took each other too much for granted. “Ah, well, I am just two blocks over on Hill,” said Keon returning his gaze to Janet. “Small world, isn’t it?” “Yes it is,” said Janet returning his look warmly. She could sense her husband’s discomfort and it amused her. Maybe it was healthy for Stephen to get a bit jealous now and then and see that his familiar old wife could still generate interest from other men. She picked up Keon’s book familiarly. “And what are you reading here, Keon? Oh, Nietzsche? How erudite of you.” Stephen sniffed dismissively in spite of himself and Keon turned to him with interest. “Don’t you care for Teutonic philosophers, Stephen?” he asked with a controlled smile. He reached down and placed his hand casually on Janet’s thigh as he looked Stephen steadily in the eyes. Janet’s heart started racing at this stranger’s bold advance and Stephen was quite taken aback himself. He didn’t know how to object to this man putting his hand on his wife like that. “Uh, it’s just that I haven’t thought much about Nietzsche since reading him in college,” said Stephen, ... struggling to sound flippant. His stomach was twisted with jealousy and he broke out in a cold sweat. “Oh? I studied art in college so I never had a chance to read him at that time,” said Keon breezily, squeezing Janet’s thigh for emphasis. Janet’s blood was pounding in her ears and her crotch was definitely growing hot as this bold interloper put his hands on her so easily. She put her hand gently on top of his to let him know it was OK for him to touch her. “Are you an artist, then?” she asked him breathily. “Why yes, yes I am,” said Keon smugly. “I am a painter.” He was emboldened by Janet’s hand on his and he slide the hem of her dress up and began stroking her inner thigh. Stephen watched helplessly as Keon felt up his wife, but he couldn’t think of a way to broach the topic. His palms grew damp and clammy with anxiety. “A painter? That’s simply fascinating,” panted Janet as Keon stroked her thigh. She was sure her panties were soaked at this point and her stomach was churning with excitement. “What, uh, style do you paint in?” “I am a realist, and I have been working on a series of nudes lately,” said Keon. Keon grabbed Karen’s chair suddenly and slid it back so that he could get a better look at her. Stephen gave a start at how easily Keon flung his wife around, it was an impressive demonstration of strength and it made his blood run cold. “As a matter of fact, you would make an excellent model,” said Keon. He looked Janet’s body up and down judiciously. Her cheeks were ...