I wrote this story as a request from a guy who wanted to be cuckolded by his girlfriend. I asked some questions and wrote from there.
Aubrey Brings Home A Surprise:
Harry sat in Aubrey's apartment on her couch. The TV was on, but he wasn't paying attention.
The plan had been for Aubrey and some friends to have a glass of wine at the end of the day. She expected to be home by seven where her and Harry would watch some tv and he might stay over. Harry let himself into Aubrey's with his key just before seven.
At seven-thirty Harry called his girlfriend. The call went voicemail, seconds later his phone buzzed. "Hello," Harry said.
"Baby," a female voice said on the other end. It was Aubrey and Harry could she had been drinking more than a glass of wine.
"I thought we said," Harry said trying not to sound annoyed.
"I know honey but we just lost track of time, I'll be home soon. Stacy!" she said laughing.
"Are you okay? How much have you had to drink?"
"Yes honey. We started with some wine. But then this table of guys next to us said they'd buy us all shots if one of us would show them their panties. Stacy pulled my skirt up and all the guys started clapping. So I had to do a shot." Aubrey was laughing again.
"Should I come get you?" Harry said rolling his eyes.
"No, honey I'm fine, one of the girls will give me a ride home. Stacy stop it!" Aubrey ended the sentence laughing again.
"What's she doing now?" Harry asked getting annoyed with his girlfriends inability to focus.
"These guys keep whispering to Stacy and she keeps doing what they ask. She just walked up and squeezed my breasts. I'll be home soon baby," Aubrey said and ended the call.
Harry looked at his phone and contemplated calling her back but didn't want to deal with his drunk girlfriend and start an argument with her. He decided to wait for her and tried to watch TV to pass time.
At ten o'clock his phone with a single text came from Aubrey, "So hot!"
Harry looked at his phone replied back with, "? What?"
When no response came he fought the urge to call and instead texted Stacy, "Hey it's Harry. I just got a weird text from Aubrey is she okay?"
Thirty seconds passed then a pic came through showing Aubrey sitting on a strangers lap. The man was wearing a dark t-shirt and was squeezing Aubrey's B-cup breast to the point that a nipple was popping out of her dress. On Aubrey's was a huge smile. The picture was followed by the text, "She seems fine. LOL"
Harry started pacing back and forth not sure what to feel, anger, jealousy, concern, or lust. Right anger was winning out. It was a little after midnight when Harry heard laughing at the door followed by Aubrey whispering, "Stay here, Stay here..."
Aubrey came through the door closing it quickly behind her. She locked eyes on Harry who was standing in the middle of the living room. She ran up and kissed him hard. Harry could taste a mixture of alcohol on her breath. He tried be angry but kissed her back happy she was home and safe.
Harry could feel her nipples poking him through her dress. "She must be pretty ready to go," he thought.
She pulled away and said, "Sorry about the text, wrong window."
"It's fine. I'm just glad you're home," Harry said putting his hands around her waist and was about to kiss her again.
Aubrey pulled away and slurred, "No, I need to tell you something."
Harry waited not knowing what his drunk girlfriend was about say. Aubrey looked down at Harry's chest and played with the buttons on his shirt as she said, "There's a man right outside the door and I'm going to fuck him tonight."
Harry felt the blood drain from his face at his girlfriends words. She continued, "I would love for you to stay and watch but that's up to you."
Harry was stunned his mouth dry. He said nothing, but Aubrey continued, "You've hinted at this before, so I think you're into it."