1. Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Eight


    Date: 7/20/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    of an inch wide black material that Veed from each shoulder and pointed to crotch and tush. Laura spun as if in a dancing twirl; the skirt panels flew out and up. “You will need some really sexy panties when you wear this one dancing; very sexy, or go daring and wear none at all.” Laura stopped spinning to let the skirt fall. She looked around; the sales lady had given them some privacy. After a few quick motions she gave Dan her panties and resumed her twisting dance. “How does that look, Baby?” Dan saw the sales lady returning; he handed her his credit card. “The lady will take both.” “I love shopping with you. Come with me to my favorite lingerie store and then we can get a drink somewhere.” “There is something I don’t understand Baby, how is it I go shopping with you, I spend over nine hundred dollars counting the bra and panties, and everything goes to stuff only your boyfriend ever sees?” “You do it because you love me and want to see me best dressed, and on the list. I’ll pay for the drinks and we can call it even, okay?” Laura followed up with a kiss, telling Dan how much fun shopping is when he comes along. > > > > - - Laura left the office at three Tuesday to relax and get ready for her night with Greg. She was finished soaking in the tub and at her vanity doing makeup when Dan arrived home. He watched for a while; he saw his wife’s new clothes spread across the bed waiting. “I am going to fix a drink; do you want one now?” “No Baby, not now, later.” “I’ll be in ...
    the den.” “I’ll join you.” Dan was finishing his drink when Laura waltzed into the den to join him. “Wow, I do have good taste.” “Thank you. You do have good taste, in clothes and women. I am sure that is what you meant.” “Of course.” “I want something; I am not sure what though.” “Wine, you have a long night, better start slow.” “Yes, you’re right, but I don’t want wine. My nerves are jumpy; maybe I should have bought that prom dress. That is what I feel like; a girl waiting for her date to the prom. Would you make me a martini to relax?” Laura sat on the sofa pensive and quiet. She sipped at her drink and played with the olive on toothpick swizzle. “Baby, I love you. Thank you for being the husband you are. I love you and appreciate you. I will be coming home tonight, it may be late, will be late, I may be slightly used goods when I get here, but I will come home to you.” “Yeah.” Laura saw the look and heard the disgruntled tone of his retort. She knew she could say nothing more. Fortunately, the doorbell sounded. Dan answered and greeted Greg. He went to the den to escort his wife to her date. This part of her having a date; her date with Greg is preposterous and we all know it. Laura gave him a soft kiss on his cheek as he handed her over. Greg surprised Dan, “Thank you Dan, I appreciate this. It can’t be easy.” They left. Laura was surprised she didn’t get a kiss from Greg at the door, or even after it closed. She insisted at the car, but it was a peck only. Greg was quiet ...
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