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A Cuckold By Any Other Name

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

inside her with his tongue as her lips folded around his shaft. He didn’t care that there seemed to be quite a lot of seed coming from her. He didn’t care that it might well be his own precum mixed with another man’s full ejaculation. All he could think about was his own orgasm. His own seed was making its way to her eager mouth. Afterwards they lay huddled together in silence; both briefly satisfied and spent. A short while later they got washed and dressed in readiness for dinner. John picked up the wine bottle and glass to take them downstairs and looked at the bottle for a few moments. He wondered who had already had some of the wine from it. He knew that Kate preferred white wine and rarely drank red; he also knew that Frank shared his taste in Merlot. Had he been there that afternoon? Had what had happened to him been a replay of the afternoon’s events with Frank? He didn’t know. He couldn’t be certain either way. He knew that he should ask her. He knew that this was the only way to get at the truth but he also knew that he would have to be able handle that truth as well. John decided to err on the side of caution. Later, over dinner, Kate said to him, “Oh, by the way, I invited Frank over for Sunday lunch. You don’t mind do you?” “Y. . . you know that I am playing golf on Sunday morning don’t you? “ he replied. ... “It’s a tournament and I won’t be finished until about two.” Kate smiled at him. “That’s okay,” she told him. “Frank can help me with the vegetables. I’m sure that I can keep him occupied until you come home.” John opened his mouth to speak but stopped himself. Perhaps he was just imagining it all; jumping to conclusions. He reached across and laid a hand on her thigh. He could feel the suspender strap underneath her dress. “I’ll . . . I’ll try and be home as soon as I can,” he told her. Kate responded by reaching out to his groin. “No need to rush, darling,” she told him as his hardness grew. “You take your time and concentrate on winning. I don’t mind waiting for your return.” There was a glint in her eye. He opened his mouth to speak again and then quickly closed it as she squeezed his hardness. “Fancy some afters’?” she asked him. He nodded. Moments later his hand was in hers as she led him into the lounge and to his favourite chair. Her hands quickly relieved him of his trousers and shorts and after pushing him back into the chair she stood back and unzipped her dress. “I hope you’re not having any more of those dirty, filthy thoughts of yours.” she said to him. John shook his head as she pushed down her panties. It never even entered his mind that she had also fucked Frank in his favourite chair that afternoon.