1. A Cuckold By Any Other Name


    Date: 2/10/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 42, Source: LushStories

    John could smell her fragrance as soon as he opened the front door. It was Jimmy Choo Eau de Parfum and it was his wife’s favourite. It was pleasant and welcoming. Kate appeared from the kitchen and came up to him to help him take his jacket off. She kissed him before taking it from his hands and hanging it up. Not only did she smell good but she also looked good. She was wearing a red figure hugging dress that zipped up from the front. Attached to the zipper was a large silver ring that just begged for a finger to hook into it and tug it down. The dress was also low cut allowing him to glimpse the swell of her ample breasts. It was so good to be home for the weekend after a stressful week at work. “I have run a nice hot bath for you,” she told him with a glint in her eye. He kissed her again and ran his fingers through her blonde curls. “You look . . .” he started to say before her hand alighted on his bulge. “And I feel . . . as well,” she responded with a gentle squeeze. There was a stirring of foreboding as well as a stirring of lust as he followed her up the stairs. He was mesmerised by the movements of her bottom and the rise and fall of her hem as she climbed. He sensed that under that dress would be sexy lingerie and stockings and suspenders. John was a stockings lover and he was like putty in her hands when he knew that she was wearing them. His sense of foreboding grew stronger when he entered the bedroom and saw their bed. Attached to the two top corner posts ...
    were pieces of red soft rope but what intrigued him even more was the indentation in the duvet. Someone else had lain on that bed. Somebody else had been attached to those ropes. However, John remained silent. He just stood there as Kate removed his tie. “Been a long week, hasn’t it?” she said as she began to unbutton his shirt. He nodded. “You look as though you could do with some . . .” she said softly. He opened his mouth to speak as her hand began to tug at his belt buckle but words failed to come out. He watched her as she knelt down to remove his shoes and socks before tugging down his trousers and shorts. He could see the lacy edge of her red bra and her dress had also ridden up. He could see her stocking tops as well. John was like a lamb to the slaughter. Once naked she gently took hold of his erection and led him to the en-suite bathroom. He would have followed her anywhere; such was the strength of his lust. On a chair by the side of the bath were a glass of red wine and an opened bottle of Merlot. “Make yourself nice and comfortable,” she told him as she halted at the edge of the bath. John stepped inside the bath and slid beneath the hot soapy water before raising his hand to receive the glass of wine from Kate’s hand. “So, how was your day?” she asked him as she perched herself on the edge of the bath. He was speechless for a moment. He could see up her dress and the crotch of see-through red panties mesmerised him. “Busy,” he managed to say. She shifted slightly ...
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