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Click hereMichelle and her friend danced a couple times, then she came back to my table and introduced him as Jacob, Dave's younger brother. I stood and told him I was glad to meet him, and pleased that he was keeping my wife occupied. He was a very nice looking guy in his tux, mid-twenties like I said and a couple inches taller than me. Michelle sat with me, and Jacob returned to his friends.
We sat at our table visiting with various people, including Jacqui's parents when the DJ played a slow song and Jacob walked over and asked Michelle if she'd like to dance again. She smiled at him, took his hand and followed him out on the floor. They danced together, very properly, with Michelle's hand on his shoulder, him holding one hand and the other around her waist, but very close together. They talked much of the time, with Michelle laughing at what he said several times. She looked like she was enjoying herself immensely.
I'd been watching them, and Jacqui enjoying her special night and was getting melancholy about what we'd lost after she moved. I really wanted to leave, so when Jacob escorted Michelle back to my table, I suggested to her that it was time to go. She said she was really enjoying herself and asked if I minded if she stayed a little longer, that several people were staying in the hotel and she could get a ride later.
I smiled at her suggestion, "Are you sure there won't be a repeat from last night?"
"I think the strongest drink here is the punch, and I don't even like it, so I think it's safe."
I told her it'd be fine with me if she wanted to stay a little longer and I got up to leave. On my way out, I said goodbye to Jacqui and told her again how happy I was for her. She gave me a very nice hug and hoped we'd get a chance to visit before too long. I told her we'd love to sometime and invited her and Dave to our house any time. Then she kissed me on the cheek and whispered to me, "Thank you Robert, so much for everything," right before I left.
When I got back to our room, I turned on the TV and climbed in my side of our king size bed to watch the end of the San Antonio, Oklahoma City playoff game. I love watching Kevin Durant and was strongly rooting for them. Unfortunately, they lost by a huge margin. When the game was over, I turned out the lights and started reading a Walt Longmire novel on my kindle, waiting for Michelle to get back. I was more than a little horny waiting for her. The novel was a little distracting, but my mind was still wandering to what Michelle and I were going to do when she got back.
I'd only read about half an hour when I heard rattling at the door. I closed my book and listened, anxiously waiting for my wife to join me in bed. Michelle opened it and I heard her giggling, then what were obviously kisses. She told whoever it was, "Thank you for this evening, I had so much fun." I could imagine the fun she probably had after I left. Then she said, "Can you come in a few minutes?" I didn't know who it was and the room was completely dark. I thought my best move would be to pretend to be asleep.
After a short moment and hearing footsteps, I heard her ask whoever it was, "Would you like a little reward for the fun night and giving me the ride home?"
- COMMENTS
tkh3nkey2110about 4 years agoI'm beginning to wonder about old Rob. Maybe he is a wimp, cuck. Michelle just does whatever she wants and walks all over him. He just grins and takes it. ?????
Onethirdover 6 years agoAgain, people reading and bitching about it being "crap", Michelle being such a tramp (what? I'm shocked! Absolutely shocked there's a hot wife in a Literotica story!), etc. I don't think these people understand much of what they read, and they need to save their few brain cells for a good long evening struggling with Dr Seuss. Or maybe they are ready for the big time, writing insightful Op Eds for the New York Times. Not an erotic chapter, though getting your wife back in a braless state is nice. How the heck long did Robert have to pee? Must have been a long time to have her pass out that fast- even very drunk you need to calm a little before passing out. Now off to see who she brought home...
Whackdoodleover 7 years agoYou can't "love" all these different people and still have a strong marriage. You can lust, you can desire; but love? Genuine love where you would sacrifice your life, or your time or be able to look at them when they are old, wrinkled and beset with dementia and see them as the young man or woman you first knew them as....that is love. And you can't write this bullshit story where these two people can "love" so many others and yet still be true to each other.
Your characters don't love anyone but themselves. They do what they want, when they want with no regard for the feelings and desires of anyone else, especially their spouse. I don't know what that is, but it's not love.
patillieover 7 years agobut this chapter reintroduces the angst the cucky feels as his wife flits around as part of her maid of honor duties, while leaving her husband high and dry. She is becoming a distasteful woman. But it is the hubs fault it has gone this far.
Norbertrichardover 7 years agoI agree with the other comments.You seem to be just an escourt, keeping her safe , while she fucks anything that walks.
