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Click hereAfter a moment, she asked, "When did you realize SugarGirl was me?" She was still looking at the ceiling, still holding back a piece of her mind. She'd always been a touch mysterious to me, a condition that had its good points and bad.
"When you talked about the kids," I said, smiling now, at the memory, but remembering how shocked I was at the realization then. My wife may not have known it yet, but she was conspiring with her husband to have an affair, and her husband was equally guilty, having been there for the same purpose. "Funny," I added, "How neither of us let on we knew we were talking to each other."
She smiled but said nothing. I asked, "When did you figure out who I was?"
There was a moment of silence. A tear came to her eye. She looked at me and admitted, "When I saw you in Denny's."
The implications were devastating to her, as much as sobering to me. I had failed our marriage sexually to the point of driving her to satisfaction elsewhere. That she was prepared to go ahead with an affair, hit me like a hammer. I could tell by her voice she was on the verge of complete sorrow and yet I felt more guilty than she must have. I know I would have stepped out of our marriage with an affair. And now I knew I'd driven her there too.
I turned to face her and said, "Baby, the whole thing was my fault. I'm the one who withdrew. I caused the roaming thoughts in both our heads. But by luck, or whatever, we avoided a disaster, and discovered a whole new side of 'us' at the same time." I paused, then put a hand to her cheek and added, "It's all behind us now."
She considered my thoughts and said with a warm smile, "Well, it's not all behind us, baby. I still like my tits fondled while you're up my ass."
the end
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 19 years agoAnd nice closing twist - others may express their displeasure at a married couple trying to stay together - as accidently as this seemed to be - but after the resterant each knew and used it - again nice twist and not the sickness some wish to have in the name of erotisism - puzzling isn't it!
More please - well written and delivered
Regards
don87654over 19 years agoA complete waste of time. I look to this site for fantasy stories about fucking someone other than your spouse.
Anonymousover 19 years agoI really liked the story, but again as with what happens with so many authors, they don't ever re-read their own stories to make sure there are no errors, and that the story makes sense...In this case, even the comment by the author at the end of the story has a mistake....if you're gonna write something.....read it out loud to yourself to proof it and then submit it....I really liked the storyline, it was very hot and very sexy...and that's what we're all really here for - to get turned on....
ryu77over 19 years agoI guess having an affair can be tempting sometimes? All I can say is that I liked the ending.
Thanks!
