I left for work in the morning while Megan was still asleep. While I was working on a game, I came up with an idea to make a swinging/cuckold game on my spare time which could satisfy my urges and pay the bills. Though that type of game was not new, I figured I could use it as a medium to explore my own kinks.
From doing a little research on my break, I saw there was much division over the concept of cheating in games, particularly if the player is being cheated on. So, I decided that players should be given the option to cheat or be cheated on, depending on their choices. The multiple paths in the game would therefore lead to different consequences, both good and bad.
While I was brainstorming ideas for my game, I hadn't noticed that I received a text message from Kev. I decided to check it out.
"Hey, I know you're at work. Just wanted to say how thankful I was for last night. You are a lucky guy to have Megan. Hit me up afterwards. We'll talk about last night as promised."
It was so nice to read. Kev is just so straight forward about everything. If there was a complaint I had about Megan, it was that I had to drag information out of her. When I got off work, Kev and I worked out a time to meet at his place.
Although I'd been to his place countless times, this time was different. I'd visualized my wife being here a day earlier. She'd probably been fucked everywhere here, even on the couch that we used to hang out on!
"Here, have a beer and let's talk." Kev suggested.
"Was last night that good?"
"Oh fuck yeah! I really fucked her brains out!" he answered excitedly. "Shit, sorry I didn't mean that in a bad way."
"All good, man, but I want you to tell me everything. Don't hold back because I don't think she told me everything."
"Dude, you mad at her?"
"I wouldn't say mad."
"Okay man, one thing I gotta stress is that Megan is absolutely special." he assured. "We had a really good chat yesterday about resolving your pain from the past. I get that people have different ways to cope. She was clear about wanting to help you."
"Did she tell you her feelings about you?"
"Yeah, I was about to get to that. She was totally open about how she felt about me, but the thing is, I liked her too. Any guy who wasn't attracted to her in some sort of way was gay, plain and simple."
"Really? You never told me."
"Why would I? You fell head over heels for her. It just wasn't right for me to act on it. Plus I was already seeing someone else. The important thing was that she finally understood why I didn't ask her out."
"You're such a good guy, man." I fondly stated.
"Stawwwwppp. Let's get back to last night. I'd love to tell you about it so I can relive it again. For your sake, of course." he chuckled.
"Please."
"Okay, after we finished talking, she suggested we should begin. In fact, she pretty much initiated everything."
I could already tell their versions of the story were different.
"We kissed in this room while we took off each other's clothes. Her lips, man, they are so soft. I remember being naked as I held her hips close to mine. My thing was rubbing against her body. She then reached for it on her own."
"Did she say anything about it?"
"Well yeah, she just commented on how hard I was. I was like, 'cuz you're here.' Afterward, she went down on me."
"Like right after you said that?"
"Pretty much."
"How did she do?"
"Not gonna lie, she was good. She was cute as fuck too, especially as she was licking me all over. At some point, I swear to God, she tried to deep-throat me! When she choked, I let her recover, yet she tried to do it again!"
"When were you able to take that photo then?"
