Flirting with Innocence

Most of us have been here. Not in this specific place, but in this particular situation. It doesn't matter who you are, or your walk in life. If you are married, these things will happen, and you are powerless to stop them.

Your wife is being overly friendly. Problem is... it's not with you. You see her blatantly flirting. Coming on to some tall and handsome man. Acting as if she isn't married. Pretending she doesn't know you. Acting as if you don't exist.

She keeps playing with her hair. Her eyes are sultry. Her smile inviting, as she repeatedly touches the opening of her blouse... nonchalantly guiding his gaze down to her breasts. Her instincts control her. Her ego wants him. Her every move demands his attention.

This isn't her fault. She cannot help it. She finds him quite attractive. She didn't decide to do this. In fact she doesn't even know she is flirting. It's a force of nature. Her primal instinct to procreate has taken control, leaving her powerless to do anything else.

This isn't the first time you've seen her innocently flirting. It won't be the last. You say you aren't jealous, that there is nothing to this. Yet you feel betrayed. Hate wells up inside you and your primal instinct wants to challenge him to a fight.

He is charming and funny. She lightly touches his hand when she laughs, drawing him ever closer. Her hand touches his shoulder. She turns her head. Bares her ear, and waits with anticipation. He whispers a secret. She smiles and blushes... then playfully pushes him away, letting her fingers linger on his chest, subconsciously inviting him to touch her breasts.

Your mind goes mad with jealousy. Would she actually cross the line? Is infidelity on her mind? You hate these thoughts, but you cannot stop them. You do not want this. You are not a cuckold. You know she has done nothing wrong. Still, your rage quietly boils inside you.

They are now both touching, laughing, enjoying each other. Horrible thoughts take over your mind. You imagine her in the bedroom, naked, displaying herself to him. You imagine her voice, so sexy, so seductive. You can almost hear her breathing with desire as she gives herself to him. Then you imagine her hungrily doing for him, what she refuses to do with you.

Now it's over, and your wife comes back to you. Her smile is one of satisfaction, and her hips loosely sway with each step. Her instincts have been satisfied. Her ego has been stroked. Once again, she is all yours.

"Who was he?" You ask.

"No one really. Just an old friend." She nervously says, deflecting her true desire.

You start to get mad, but you resist. How could you? How many times has this particular shoe been on the other foot? It was that sexy young neighbor, that girl at the store... your wife caught you flirting. You claimed you were just being nice.

Later that night, she teases you. Tickling you, then retreating. She is incredibly frisky, but you aren't what excites her. You know she has that man on her mind.

As you make love, your wife's loins are on fire. She hasn't been like this since you first married. Her passion so intense, as if she were newly in love. She closes her eyes, holds her breath, and arches her back. A deep long orgasm follows. Afterward, she is ready for more, and you know she is still thinking of him.

What exactly is turning her on. Is it his looks... his scent... his voice? Is he bigger than you? Why does he excite her so? Your thoughts go back to earlier. You imagine her on her knees, doing for him what she won't do for you. You close your eyes and imagine his hips gently rising up. Then your evil imagination vividly shows you your wife savoring the taste of his warm salty cum.

You want to lash out, but you don't. Your imagination retaliates. You have another vision. That hot young neighbor is on her knees, pleasuring you. Showing her desire for you. She tells you it's okay to come in her mouth. Your loins come alive with waves of excitement, and you come deep inside your wife's vagina.

Afterwards, you lay there holding on to one another. This infidelity is all in your head. Neither of you would ever stray, and you are deeply in love with her.