1. Her Husband’s Ex


    Date: 2/9/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    through the second bottle of wine that the time came for Caitlin to leave. Sonya was now rather maudlin as she reflected on the love for Ken she claimed to have now accepted would never be the same again. In any case, Caitlin knew she really must get home, although she was far too inebriated to confront her husband about his infidelity this evening. A conversation with Ken after he had spent an afternoon of drinking cans of beer with his friends was unlikely to be very productive. That confrontation would have to wait until tomorrow. “So it’s up to Ken,” slurred Sonya as she accompanied her guest to the door. Caitlin hesitated. All through the previous hour she had got steadily quieter and more reserved. What was there for her to say? She had maintained the pretence, partly for own sake as well as for Sonya’s, that this was an incident that could be patched over. And, inappropriate as it must have been, Caitlin’s thoughts vacillated from imagining her husband having sex with his ex to imagining what it would be like for Sonya and her to be making love. Never, curiously enough, of the three of them in bed together. She gazed into Sonya’s eyes as she stood by the door, and past her at the room where they had been sitting for so long and where she had mostly spent her time looking for evidence of Ken, not only as the philandering husband but also as the man whose earlier soulmate was the beautiful woman in front of her. She knew Sonya was saying something. It seemed to be yet ...
    more of the stream of apologies by which she had been purging herself of guilt. But what Caitlin wanted to do was take advantage of the small and vanishing window of opportunity that would surely be closed altogether once she and Ken separated and had initiated the legal proceedings that she now knew was inevitable, and which she was already relishing as her revenge on the man for stealing three years of her life. Caitlin squeezed Sonya’s hand in hers. The woman seemed confused, but continued to speak about how much she hoped this conversation would help patch their misunderstanding—as she now termed it. Sonya was even more confused when Caitlin grabbed the slighter woman around the waist, her fuller bosom against Sonya’s much smaller one. And she was distinctly alarmed when Caitlin’s lips pressed against hers and her guest forced her tongue onto the teeth whose whiteness and perfect symmetry had so mesmerised her. There was a moment, not too long but certainly not to be forgotten, when Sonya abandoned herself to the affects of the wine and her own confusion. This was brief but long enough for two mouths to tangle savagely, teeth clashing on teeth, tongue on tongue, and mascara and eyeliner to smudge. This was the small opportunity that became the only moment of pleasure, however sourly it might be later recalled, in the many months of separation, suspicion, pleading and resentment that would soon accompany the breakdown of Caitlin’s marriage to Ken. The two women disengaged ...