Greetings!
Yes, it's me again and you're right, It's time for me to twist out another one. But first the usual disclaimer.
I am Irish/Italian so there will be a few mistakes, so the nit-pickers will have something to do, This is another one from my world where everything can and does happen. This STORY is a work of fiction, no facts were harmed in the writing of this story. This is the first time I've ever written a cuck story, so I decided to have some fun with it. I hope you enjoy it.
For those who felt offended to complain, I will spell it out for all of you now. So, let me explain it all as simply as I can, and for those who complained enough to have it taken down the first time. The following paragraph should spell it out for you. If you still can't figure it out, send me an email. Everyone is above 18 in my stories and those who think or believe I would write something like that... Well, you're just fucking sick and should see a doctor so he can diagnose your illness and put you on some medication!!
She was 18 when she graduated high school. I know because I spent $1,322.04 United States Dollars for her party. I bought her a used car and had the party at my home. For those of you who need to see a birth certificate or the receipt for the party, I would be more than happy to show you. If everyone is OK with that being said, I'll begin... Again!
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My name is Brent Waters, I am 45, 6'1" tall, and have packed on 240 lbs. in body weight, with hardly any body fat on me. I have a job in a factory that made me always be on the go, I hit the gym twice on the weekends. I also boxed to keep myself limber.
I was late getting home again, it's been that way for the past 6-7 months give or take. Tonight my wife wanted me to hurry home, so I decided I needed to make a stop along the way.
"I need a box of 9mm hollowpoints please," I said to the old-looking man behind the counter.
"You need any targets or something to go along with that?" He replied.
"Not really, there should be enough targets already there" I smiled, "I just like being prepared if any trouble starts"
Outside in my car, I ejected the magazine, removed the target rounds already there, and replaced them with the hollowpoints I just bought. I might get lucky tonight, you never can tell.
Making sure the 12-pack was secure I took off for home. When I got there I noticed my best friend's car in the driveway, I just pulled up to the curb not bothering to pull into the garage, I walked up to the front door and used my key to unlock it. I walked into the living room and saw my wife Ruth sitting in her chair, and Ron was sitting on the end of the couch close to her.
I said, "This is a nice surprise" I kissed Ruth on the head, then put the beer down on the coffee table. "Hey Ron, go ahead and grab yourself a beer, it's already cold" He didn't move, just gave Ruth a sideways look. Not even looking me in the eye. I just kept the half-assed grin on my face while I grabbed one.
Ruth began, "Honey, there's something we have..."
I cut her off, "It's going to have to wait dear, it was a bitch of a day at work, and I need a shower." I opened my beer and headed up the stairs to the master bedroom, I grabbed some jeans, a t-shirt, a comfortable flannel shirt, socks, and my gym shoes, and then into the bathroom I went. The hot water felt so good beating down on my back. I put my wedding ring on a piece of double-sided tape, then I stuck it inside the toilet bowl.
I made it a quick shower because my wife was in line for a rude awakening and I didn't want to keep her waiting too long, so was my best friend for that matter. I shaved and added a splashed on a bit of cologne, then got dressed, making sure my weapon was secured in its holster at my back firmly clipped to my belt.
As I walked by my daughter's room, I knocked on it lightly. She opened the door threw herself into my arms, and gave me a quick kiss. "Baby girl, be ready when I call, ok?"
"I'm already set to go, Daddy" She gave me a hug and another kiss. I held her tight, then proceeded to go downstairs, It was time for me to have my fun! What was it they say? "Luck favors the one who's prepared?" Well, I was prepared and had all the bases covered.
"Damn, that shower sure hit the spot!" I walked over and grabbed another beer. Then I looked over at Ron, "So what's going on? too good to have a beer with your best friend, now?" He just dropped his head and then gave Ruth another sideways glance and nodded his head slightly.
"Ruth started again, "Brent baby, we have something to tell you. I love you and always will, I'm still looking forward to bearing your children and growing old with you, I need you to believe that!" She started to squirm in her chair, "But I'm tired of worrying about hurting you if you found out it any other way." She took a deep breath, "Ron and I have been having sex for the last 9 months. I still love you, but I need him too" She straightened her back and looked me in the face. "I don't want a divorce, and I won't deny you anything. We can still have the family you always wanted to have, but I need Ron too and I won't give him up" She looked over at Ron who finally had the balls to raise his head to look at her, but still couldn't look at me.
I grinned, "So that's why the piece of shit won't look at me in the eye and have the balls to tell me himself, so he hides behind you and lets you do all the talking. You sure picked one hell of a 'he-man" to do the nasty with you fucking slut!. Or should I say, 'she-man?' it would be a more accurate description" I chuckled, "Do you two roleplay? Are you his mommy and change his panties when he shits himself?"
He launched himself off the couch, "You mother fucker!"
