This is primarily for the "Loving Wives" crowd. If you are not someone who spends a lot of time in that category, the humor may not resonate. For those that have at least a passing familiarity with the stories there, I've written endings that I'd like to see. If I could write a story that justifies each of these endings myself, I would. Anyone who wishes to take on the challenge has permission to use my words verbatim. I also included titles to possible stories. Those can also be plagiarized, with my full-throated permission as well.
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MAGIC WORDS
What do you say when the woman you've been married to for fifteen years has her legs spread and is getting fucked in your own home? What is there to talk about when she screams his name and says she's never been fucked like that before? What do you have to talk about when the person slamming his cock into her is your best friend?
But she wanted to talk. I wanted to hear it, but knew it was impossible that any explanation would save our marriage. I still wanted to hear it though. Why? I wanted to know the reason.
We talked. Tension, fear, sadness, it all hung in the air.
I was hurt, she knew that. I waited in silence for her to speak.
Finally, she did. "It was just sex."
Miraculously, all the pain and hurt I felt evaporated. I hadn't realized that's all it was.
Those precious magic words, healed our marriage.
I NEED SOMETHING YOU CAN'T DO FOR ME
I walked in, and saw my wife with her lover. Her lover had amazing hair, cheek bones, lips and tits.
"Damn it love of my life, you've been cheating on me!"
"Honey, she gives me something you can't provide. You can do the same thing if you want. I'm fine if you fuck a guy."
I immediately gave my buddy Pete a call. "Hey man, we can fuck now!"
NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE
So to conclude my story, I got home early that day. I opened the bedroom door, and saw my wife in a 69 position with her boss.
"Oh my God honey, it's not what this looks like!"
"Then tell me dear heart, what is this that I'm seeing?"
"I'm just sucking his cock and he's licking my pussy."
Oh. Not what I thought it was at all. What I was imagining was so much worse.
JUAN FLEW OVER THE CUCKOLD'S NEST
My suspicions were finally confirmed. Then she dropped the bomb. "Sweetums, I want to see other men. By other men, I mean our gardener Juan."