Reluctant Cuckold by David McManus Read Free Book Online

and was stroking myself. How did he answer Tamara’s “which one of us do you want to fuck question”? Had he said, “I want Ashley”—or had he signaled his choice by pointing his cock at my wife?
     
    What was Ashley’s reaction to being chosen? Had she thought, this is crazy, my husband’s right outside? Had she hesitated? Or had her expression given him the green light?
     
    I pictured Ashley standing up, getting out of the tub, and Jim Murta watching as she took off her miniskirt and thong. I imagined his moment of triumph when he first slid his cock inside her. He had his cock inside little Ashley Martens. What a coup it must’ve seemed. Within a half hour or so, he was going all the way with my wife. He was hitting pay dirt. The seemingly conservative and unattainable married girl—the hot, polished, director from work—and with her own freaking husband right outside, no less.
     
    What must Ashley have thought, having crossed such an insane threshold? She had another man’s penis inside her, knowing I was right outside. Was she humping back on it? Was she moaning? Was she saying things back to him?
     
    “Oh God, Ashley,” I whispered, staring at her in that revealing bikini.
     
    And suddenly I came, really hard. I wasn’t prepared for that.
     
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    “Get a mother-fucking-grip,” I said to myself, as I ran for a tissue. It’s one thing to jerk off, but it’s another thing to jerk off thinking about Ashley being fucked by another guy.
     
    I pulled out some supplies from the kitchen, cranked music, and began cleaning the bathroom. I reminded myself of the fun, normal time we’d had yesterday, the way she had leaned into me in the cab the other night, the way nothing seemed to have changed.
     
    But after I was done, with our bathroom now pristine, I sat on top of the sink.
     
    The motherfucker fucked my wife in a ratty little bathroom, with people—including her own husband—right outside.
     
    God, what a dumb-luck gift he’d been given.
     
    A married co-worker sitting in a bathtub with her big tits displayed in front of him. Had Ashley made eye contact or had her eyes been fixated on his cock as he stroked it? Good God, she knew I was at the party—what had stopped her from putting her top back on and leaving?
     
    Instead Jim tells her he wants to fuck her and she’s OK with that? Are you serious Ashley—just like that—you’re gonna take his cock inside you?
     
    What a dirty, slutty little scene that must have been. I imagined Ashley’s black miniskirt and thong tossed in the corner of that dirty bathroom floor, strewn like afterthoughts.
     
    Suddenly I had my pants down and my bare ass on the porcelain sink. I imagined Ashley’s bare ass on a similar sink, my wife’s pussy exposed to Jim Murta’s eyes. As soon as he had his condom around his hard cock, he knew he’d be fucking my wife. The won-the-lottery satisfaction Jim must have felt as he slid his cock inside her.
     
    They all would have known I had knocked on the door. I pictured Ashley crying “Oh God” and Jim French-kissing her, as his cock went all the way inside. And from that point on, Jim Murta was now fucking my wife. I thought of Ashley’s tits bouncing with each pump and thrust from his cock.
     
    I thought of Tamara looking on, encouragingly.
     
    Ashley was getting full-throttle fucked with her clueless husband right outside. I thought of people talking about it afterwards.
     
    Jim Murta balled Ashley Martens …
     
    He dicked Dave’s wife …
     
    In a bathroom at the party …
     
    He nailed her …
     
    He banged her …
     
    Jim boned Ashley …
     
    With her own husband right outside …
     
    Goddammit Jim Murta …
     
    You fucked my wife …
     
    You fucked my Ashley …
     
    And then I came, splashing the tiled floor below. It was like coming out of a trance, sitting bare-assed on the bathroom sink.
     
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    Good God, I thought, if anyone knew I’d just masturbated thinking about this