I was a Cuck - Karen chp#2
By BUSTER2U
My name is George. I never realized that I've been a cuckold all my life until recently.
I guess it really started when I was a teenager. When my girl, Bobbie Jo, called me crying. I wasn't sure what she was trying to say, but it sounded bad. When I finally got to her house, we went for a ride to talk.
Bobbie Jo confessed that some guy was giving her a ride some place. Somehow a door flew open, his dick went into her pussy and she felt really bad about it. Confessing to me that she still loved me and she was so sorry. We had the hottest sex of my young 18 yr old life. I was hooked and didn't know it yet. But the rest of my life I wanted that same feeling of confession and makeup sex with the intensity of true devotion that I had felt from Bobbie Jo.
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Now chapter #2
So here I was after about 5 months of marriage, totally hooked on Sloppy Seconds. I wasn't proud of it, but I realized I was hooked. My wife Karen seemed to be happy with it since she was getting lots of strange cock as a benefit from my addiction to sloppy seconds. I always felt secure, I credited our superior communication between the two of us. So the world was great!
When I was discharged from the US Coast Guard, I sold some unused leave and left with a pocket full of cash. Next stop was Kansas City to visit with Karen's family on our way to California. We really weren't in any hurry and just enjoyed the drive.
Eventually we got to Karen's folks house and her family came out to greet us. The first thing that her Mom did was take her thumb and rub off Karen's eyeliner, saying she looked like a whore. We almost left right then, but I swallowed my pride temporarily.
Karen's brothers came out next and her Father was still at work. Later just before dinner, all the men folk were sitting in the living room either watching the news or reading the evening paper. Karen's mom was cooking and setting the table in the adjoining dining room.
Upstairs in Karen's bedroom, I was speaking to Karen. I had a suggestion to even the score, with her bitch Mother of hers. Karen readily agreed with what I suggested for her to do. Karen was as pissed off at her Mother as I was. So I casually came down the stairs, grabbed part of the evening paper to read like everyone else and peaked over the top to watch the stairs.
10 minutes later Karen came down the stairs in her totally see thru blue baby doll nightie and walked right up to her Father to ask him a some silly question to get his attention. Her beautiful C-cup breasts were completely on display no more than 18" from her Father's face, as well her hairy bush. The nighty couldn't have been more sheer, that is why I had bought that particular one for her.
Karen's three younger teenage brothers probably had never seen any tits before and their eyes were as big as saucers, with a big smile. Her mother was busy setting the table unaware her daughter was showing her beautiful body to all her men folks.
Karen's Father looked up from the evening paper, noticed her beautiful breasts on display and tried to focus on just looking into her eyes. How could any normal man ignore perfect young firm breasts of a 21 year old beautiful woman?. About that time Karen's 3 younger brothers were giggling about Karen's whole body being on display. This caused her mother to look up. Realizing Karen was acting like the "whore" her Mother called her earlier, her Mother suddenly screamed at her! LOL
"Karen put some clothes on! You look like a whore!" her mother screamed.
"Yes Momma" Karen replied. Slowly turning around, (so now her brothers could see her breasts and her Dad could see her ass) from standing in front of her Father and running back upstairs to get dressed.
Meanwhile, I almost laughed out loud as I hid behind my section of the paper at the dinner scandal I caused to happen. It wasn't much but, that was my revenge for the disrespect of rubbing off my wife's eyeliner in front of me.
A couple days later we rented a U-haul trailer, packed most of Karen's stuff and headed for California. Of course I encouraged her to ride topless and be sure to give everyone we passed a good view.
We got to California and found a furnished apartment right off the bat. We even had a great balcony with this nice townhouse style apartment. Perfect for Karen's naked exercises! No one ever seemed to notice except the black street sweeper guy who waved back to Karen almost everyday as he went by.
It wasn't long before I was bored and still hadn't found anyone to fuck Karen for me yet. So I came up with an idea. We lived right behind a big filling station that had a really big lot. From our balcony I could see almost the entire parking lot except right in front of the station by the pumps.
I had an idea. I challenged Karen to drive over to the filling station topless. I double checked and made sure there was nothing she could use to cover her beautiful breasts with in the car. Now that she had lost all that weight she was very proud of her body. So about 9pm on a Friday night, just wearing a set of pink stretch pants and shoes, she walked out our front door with her purse and got in our Camaro with all the windows down.
Our Camaro was parked right by the door to our townhouse and it was dark. So no problem walking to or from the Car. I asked her to drive down to the corner and come back so it would look like she was just cruising around topless on a friday night.
Then I watched from the balcony, and I was totally amazed when I saw her actually pull our Camaro right up in front of the station by the pumps. Lots of bright lights and three guys working there. She had all the windows down in the car because it was a hot summer night.
I had asked her to try to get all the guys to feel her up while she was setting there chatting with the guys. From the handprints it looked like they did. Seriously I couldn't believe she did that, but Karen always had a lot of self-confidence. Usually she would do anything I asked.
The first guy, John came over later that night, knocking on our front door. Karen let him in and he fucked her on the sofa. I got my sloppy seconds and was a happy guy. John kept coming over several times a week until we moved after 6 months.
To help cover our bills I suggested Karen get a job and she applied at Allstate insurance. I dropped her off and picked her up, as we had only one car. She was just one of the many women in the office staff.
One day I challenged her to wear her totally sheer see thru top to work without a bra. She did. When I picked her up after work I even parked on the far side of the parking lot so I could get a good look watching her C-cups bounce all the way across the parking lot. Since I had an Insurance job also, I had lots of free time to go where ever I wanted.
We'd been living at the townhouse 6 months and I figured I didn't want her getting "hung up" on John, the filling station guy that had been coming over almost every other night. So we moved across town.
Over off Winchester ave. closer to where we both worked. However then I thought, I would really like her to dance at topless bar. Topless bars were everywhere in those days. So one afternoon we took a ride out to Sunnyvale and checked out the Brass Rail.
The Boss was out in the nightclub sitting at a customer table chatting with a couple of the dancers. The Boss was watching the dancers as we were led over to his table. We chatted for a while and he asked Karen to go over to get on stage next. He sent one of the gals over to the MC to make arrangements.
Karen waited for her turn and got up on stage. Then the music started playing and she started dancing. She quickly took her top off showing her beautiful bare breasts. I was so proud her beautiful C-cup breasts. Next song off came her skirt. Karen was only wearing panty hose that became see thru under the bright lights. That wasn't kosher at the time. So the Boss sent one of his waitress/dancers over to distract the govt inspector (ABC?) from noticing this since she wasn't wearing panties.
Karen got hired on full time, I was so proud. Karen knew that she was encouraged by me to fuck other men when ever she had the opportunity. She didn't need to ask me permission.
So one day a several weeks later I stop by to see her since I was in the neighborhood. It was in the afternoon after the lunch crowd left and was dead slow. But I ordered a drink and had a smoke and asked the waitress to tell Karen her husband was there. I would have thought she'd been visible waiting on tables also. LOL