{OK. This one has some kinky stuff in it, probably far on the mellow side compared to some I read here.
Just a short story about silly fantasies and a couple enjoying naughty sexuality.
Is he a cuckold? Maybe, maybe not.
You decide.
To the gentleman who wrote with some honest criticism on my last poor effort, thank you. See? I am trying!}
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Eliott sat there at the bar, swirling the ice in his half full glass. Normally he never drank more than just one mixed drink, but this was his third.
His body, not used to being basically attacked by Alcohol was rebelling. He managed a belch, it made his throat and tongue sting.
"Anything else I can get for you, sir?" The overly endowed bartender asked as she energetically cleansed the bar in front of him.
This of course made her on the voluptuous breasts sway nicely, one of her methods of increasing her tips.
Normally Eli would have been paying quite a bit of attention to the woman's rather large amount of exposure, but his mind was whirling with what could be going on up in the room.
"No, thanks. I have had enough." He told her, pulling out a bill and slipping it under his glass.
Glancing at his watch, there was still ten long minutes to go. There was a glass sitting on the bar with various cigarettes in it, he took one and lit it. Eli didn't even smoke normally, but for some reason he wanted one.
The bartender gave him a huge smile and moved to wait on another customer.
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They were just kids, in high school, Jeanette got assigned to be his partner in a science project. Part of it was they were supposed to grade each other's work. At one point she wrote his name down on some papers, spelling it "Eliot" and he had written hers down as "Jeanete."
She pointed, told him it was "tt" in her name.
"You left one of my T's out." Was the way she said it. Then he noticed what she had done and being a bit of a wiseass back then, he told her she had left his "tt's" out too.
She looked at him and grinned, then flushed at realization of the silly dual meaning. Jeanette took a sideways glance at Eliott, God he was cute, she thought.
More light banter followed, they ended up going down to the corner store and having some snow cones. Just to talk about their project for school, of course.
Somewhere in there she renamed him Eli and he renamed her Jeanie and the wisecrack about leaving their "tt's" out popped up regular as clockwork.
They were both giggling at the light banter.
At one point Eli had touched the back of her hand as he made a point, she felt that deep inside. Then their eyes met and held for several long moments.
"God, he is so cute!" She thought again.
The next day she was walking down the hall and Eli appeared next to her and walked along with her. Just his being there beside her made her heart flutter.
That became a regular thing that Jeanie looked forward to.
By the end of high school the two of them were hopelessly in love. The next Fall they were married, way too young by some standards but it worked and they were both happy with each other.
She came to him that first night dressed in the prettiest nightie she owned. She knew he was going to touch her, see her, and her nervousness was clear.
No man had ever seen her, touched her at all except for the old Doctor her Mother took her to. That was terrible, the old fellow had leaned down between her legs, actually touched her...there!
She hated that part, the Doctor had to be at least 40, maybe older. But in a crazy way, that felt kind of good, which embarrassed her even more.
When she saw Eli's member for the first time, it was startling, even though she did know what to expect. Jeanie had seen photos, and she knew what would happen from the sex education classes, still, this was way more than she expected.
It looked way larger than those photos, and it stood up hard, those classes only show a male member erect in drawings.
It meant he really loved her, she could see that instantly. It wasn't so huge, in fact it looked a lot like the pictures she had seen, but it was far bigger than she expected. Of course Jeanie knew what it was like to put her own finger in there, this was a lot more than that.
Her man was so beautiful lying there like that, Jeanie felt like she was the luckiest woman on Earth. Sliding quickly into the bed, Eli began to kiss her in ways she had never allowed before, but it was all right now, they were married.
Then hesitantly, curious, she reached out with one hand and touched Eli. He shuddered at her touch, and that emboldened her. His genitals felt wondeful to her.
Eli managed somehow to put her at ease, and by morning there was not a single trace of modesty left in her. For some newlyweds the first time is difficult, so Jeanie had been braced for pain.
There wasn't any at all, not even a little bit.
She was right, Eli was perfect. Perfect in every respect.
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The casino floor was right there, and it was noisy. Each fiber of Eli's being suggested that he jump up and go up there to the room, he kept checking his watch. Every single minute of the hour was taking an impossibly long time to pass.
The situation was driving him completely crazy, he should have just stayed up there and watched.
Of course, Eli was very aware that if he had stayed up there, probably nothing would ever happen, nothing at all. He assumed that his physical was an intimidating factor, the man named Dale acted overly conservative, cautious.
Of course, Dale did have his hands on Eli's wife, her attractive but naked body well covered by the drape the man used carefully. With what appeared to be a very physical appearing husband right there, any hanky panky was likely out of the question.
Darin didn't know what to expect, not really. Would the man bare her breasts, massage them? Perhaps sneak a look at her most private parts of her body while working on her legs?
