From cooch@ndirect.co.uk Sun May 04 06:45:36 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!howland.erols.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!btnet!hades.ndirect.co.uk!dialin0-26.ndirect.co.uk!user From: cooch@ndirect.co.uk (cooch) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Repost Susan (Wife/M+) Date: Sun, 04 May 1997 11:45:36 +0100 Organization: BTnet, BT Public Internet Service Lines: 78 Message-ID: NNTP-Posting-Host: hades.ndirect.co.uk A story by cooch@ndirect .co.uk Susan We had been married for just two years when I first suspected that Susan, my wife, was having an affair. Ther was nothing specific, it was only several small things that led me to that opinion. Things like changes in the way she dressed. Susan had always dressed consevatively, altough underneath she wore sexy underwear, but she suddenly began to wear shorter skirts and blouses that exposed her breasts a lot more. She also began wearing stockings every day, whereas before she wore them if we went out in the evening, now she was wearing them to work too. If it had been only the change of clothes I wouldnÕt have suspected anything, but she also began working late at the office a lot more and started going out without me in the evenings, supposedly with girl friends of hers, sometimes straight from work, often not getting home till the early hours of the morning. All this didnÕt happen overnight, it was as if she kept pushing back the limits of what I would find acceptable. First of all just going out one night a week with her friends and getting home at a reasonable hour, then twice a week, then, on one ocassion, staying out all night and coming home late afternoon the following day having supposedly been staying over with her sister. The change in SusanÕs behaviour worried me at first because I felt it was the start of the breakup of our marriage. I didnÕt feel able to confront Susan with my fears because I felt it would force her into making a decision about whether we should stay together and I didnÕt want to lose her. I still loved her dearly and didnÕt want to do anything that was going to upset her and make her leave. It was for this reason that I decided to turn a blind eye to what I assumed where her affairs. Also, I rather enjoyed some of the changes taking place in my wife. Certainly her sexier clothes were a bonus and she was also a lot more demanding in the bedroom. In fact our sex life had never been better. Susan was now taking the initiative when it came to sex and she was now willing to try different positions. Where before it was usually me on top, now Susan took the dominant role and would climb onto me most nights when we had gone to bed. She had also developed a desire for oral sex. I did wonder about my part in this because if I was right and Susan was having affairs then what was I doing licking and sucking her hot pussy when other men had been fucking it. What it came down to was that I couldnÕt resist it. When Susan wrapped her legs around my head I was only too happy to stick my tongue in her and give her the pleasure she craved. It was like a drug and I was hooked on it. I think my fears about Susan having other men were confirmed when I was woken by her coming home late one night. She was always hot for sex after she had been out for the evening and this night was no different. There was a difference though when she guided my head down to her sex, her mound was clean shaven whereas when she had gone out earlier that night she had a beautiful bush of curly black hair. Somehow, in the course of the evening, she had been shaved and was certainly not shy about letting me see it. I glanced up at her as I dipped my tongue into her and I could see that she was smiling down at me. Her smile turned to a smirk as she realised that I wasnÕt going tp question her about it. It was probably the turning point in our relationship. It was obvious that someone else apart from me was being allowed acess to her pussy. It was also obvious to both of us that I wasnÕt going to complain about this, in fact quite the opposite, here I was with my tongue lapping at my wifeÕs pussy that had very probably been fucked by another man only a matter of an hour previously. All sorts of thoughts went through my head as I licked SusanÕs dripping hole. Was I sucking another manÕs spunk out of her, did this make me homosexual and if not then why was I getting such a big kick out of it. I couldnÕt make any sense out of my feelings. When Susan was satisfied I moved up the bed, wanting to fuck her, my cock stiff and my balls aching for release, but she pushed me away saying she was too tired to fuck. She did let me kneel between her open thighs though and wank myself off and I came into my hand as I gazed at her naked pussy. When I had cleaned up in the bathroom and gone back to bed Susan was already asleep. I never questioned her about her shaved pussy and she hasnÕt mentioned it since. For the next month though she made me shave it before she went out in the evening so that it was smooth to the touch and I loved doing this for her. After about a month she let it grow back and she sometimes let me comb and brush the luxuriant growth.