Mr And Mrs Smith Have A Discussion

Just another conversation between a married couple.

Warning: This is not a usual LW story, but it does involve a loving wife and a loving husband.

Anyone who has read my previous stories will know I do not write Cuckold stories, willing or otherwise.

If Cuckold stories, Hotwife stories, Swinging stories or sharing stories are your thing then don't waste your time reading my story.

As always I write for the one or two readers who like my stories, my wife Luisa contributes to my stories.

This story came about during a conversation between my wife and I. The kitchen scene is pretty much as it happened.

We both had fun writing this story, and yes it just for fun, do not take it seriously.

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A short background to my marriage and my life. My name is Gary Smith and I am 55 years of age. I am 6ft tall and well built. I am, according to many people I know, serious and stoic. Yes, I can laugh and joke, however my sense of humour is very dry.

I do not suffer fools gladly and I don't take any shit from anyone. One friend once told me that if I want something, I usually get it. I do not back down.

I am a dinosaur in terms of ideas, the most important being, if a husband or wife cheats and if there is not a very good reason for it, then the marriage ends! Yes, I know that I am a black and white type of man and there is no grey with me.

Either you want to be married and faithful or you don't, everyone makes their own choice. Luisa will tell you that one of my favourite songs is by Tom Petty, in those classic lyrics from Tom Petty.

"You can stand me up at the gates of hell, but I won't back down."

That's me. Yes my wife likes my character and strength and she appreciates my calming influence. On more than one occasion, I have used my deadpan, dry humour and unflinching stoicism to prevent a dangerous situation or confrontation from getting worse.

Now, by contrast, my wife Luisa is a firecracker. She is the polar opposite to me. She is fun, lively, exuberant and generally the life of the party. However, she is also fiercely loyal towards me.

She is 35 years old and comes from Mexico, we met 15 years ago under very strange circumstances. She is 5ft 5inches tall with a beautiful shaped body with all the curves in all the right places. She has long black hair to go with her beautiful face and beautiful body.

She usually wears jeans and t-shirts or t-shirts and shorts around the house. When we go out, she wears the classic LBD dresses or evening dresses and for her work as a PA, she wears trouser suits.

Everywhere she goes, men and women give her a second look and when we go out to parties or we go to bars or restaurants she gets hit on. It is something we have got used to.

She never flirts back or responds to any invites for drinks or dancing or anything else while we are out on a date. She is as old fashioned as me, even if she is 20 years younger than me.

Does the age difference matter? Not to her, not to her parents, not to her family, not to my family, not to our friends and colleagues.

The only people it seems to bother are the would be suitors who try to get a rise out of me and a rise out my wife.

Now, this brings me to the present time.

My wife has spent a week with her female boss in Las Vegas. Every night we face timed with each other, and yes, we had face time sex.

She has a vibrator, exactly my size and shape. We had it custom made. The person who made it used a plaster cast of my cock as a blue print.

She used it every night and every morning. There is nothing more erotic than seeing a beautiful sexy woman cumming all over her vibrator, and of course when she is screaming my name as she cums. Well, let's just say I can never hold back. I cum at the same time.

When she couldn't call me, she'd text me and called me as soon as she could. Everyone knows the stories about Las Vegas, but my wife is not your normal wife staying in Las Vegas.

She can't be bought and she will not tolerate disrespect from anyone, and like I said before, she is fiercely loyal to me. Over the years many men and some women have regretted annoying my wife.

She works for a company that promotes IVF treatment, and occasionally once a year, her company and more importantly her boss, a 45 year old married woman called Susanne and my wife and other colleagues go to various countries around the world promoting their company.

This year it was Las Vegas. Last year it was Madrid. The previous year it was Paris.

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Anyway, Luisa is due back any moment. Her boss is bringing her home. I am sitting at the kitchen table with all the photos in order. I heard a car pull up outside the house so, I got up and went outside.

Luisa was just getting out of the car and as always she was dressed in jeans and t-shirt and as always I was captivated at how beautiful She looked up and ran to me jumping into my arms.

She kissed me hard, her tongue pushing into my mouth, her legs locked around my body. We must have kissed for about 5 minutes before her boss's driver tapped me on the shoulder and smiled.

"So, Gary, would you like me to take the suitcases into the house? I can see you are busy." He said smiling.

Luisa broke away for a moment.

"Don't worry, we will finish this inside, thank you Mark. Susanne thanks for the paid working holiday." She said, turning to her boss.

"Luisa, my pleasure, next year I will arrange a spouses working holiday, now you and Gary get reacquainted, I will see you tommorow at work, Gary? Don't ware her out too much." She smiled.

The driver shook my hand and shook Luisa's hand then tipped his hat and got into the car and drove off. Hand in hand we walked into the house.

Just for a moment Luisa looked at me, "Gary, I know what you are going to say, let me have a shower and put something more comfortable on and then we can talk, oh and please put the kettle on. I am dying for a lady grey tea. They don't have it in Las Vegas."

With that she walked upstairs carrying one of her suitcases. I carried her other suitcase. I couldn't help admire her arse as she swayed it for my benefit.

I put the suitcase on the bed and kissed her on the lips grabbing her arse and pulling her against my body.

"Gary, you know you are my life don't you? I couldn't live without you my love. What happened in South America was the best thing that ever happened to me. I know the circumstances were odd but, honestly, these past 15 years have been so special and exciting and dangerous and I would never change anything. I know you are older than me, but, it has never been a Daddy issue. I fell in love with you in South America and I have loved you ever since."

She looked deep into my eyes as she said all this.

"Luisa, trust me, you are my life too. However, we need to talk about a few things. I know you have been doing certain things that I don't approve of, so, we need to talk. Now have a shower and come down to the kitchen, we can talk there."

I hugged her and kissed her as she undressed. Under her jeans and t-shirt she wore a bra and thong set I had bought her.

She looked absolutely stunning and stood there letting me look her up and down.

"Gary, this body is yours, it will always be yours, never forget that."

She blew me a kiss as she took off her underwear and headed to the shower.

I walked downstairs with a massive hard on. Luisa has been doing this to me for the past 15 years, I know I'm getting on in life, but trust me I don't need any little blue pills to get hard.

I went into the kitchen and boiled the kettle and made my wife the tea she wanted. I made a strong black coffee for me. 10 minutes, later my wife came down the stairs and into the kitchen wearing one of my t-shirts.

On me it came to my waist, on her it reached just below her groin. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra and obviously wasn't wearing any underwear. She stood looking at me and she smiled seeing my trouser tent as my cock sprang to attention.

"You like my love?" she turned around lifting up the t-shirt as she did so.

"Hell yes, Luisa you know you are the sexiest woman on earth. You also know I am going to fuck you so hard you will walk funny tommorow, but that will be later. However, for now, sit it that chair." I said trying to be serious.

She smiled a sexy smile and sat opposite me. She sat up straight thrusting her breasts at me. I took the chair opposite her. I Picked up the first photo, in the photo was a middle-aged man with silver hair, in a hospital bed. He had a broken nose and he had two black eyes.

There was an expanded photo of the same man, in the hospital bed with both his legs were in casts and there was obviously a bandage of some sought around his groin area.

"Luisa, can you explain this?" I said trying to sound serious.

"Ummm, well, I think he was in the casino on the first day of the conference. I think he said his name was Jim or it might have been James, not sure really. He was trying to ask for my phone number, and he also touched my arse and worse still he wanted to buy me a drink, Gary, you know I don't accept that behaviour." She said sweetly.

I sighed, "Okay, I understand, but next time just break his nose and maybe kick him in the balls. Susanne had to pull some strings to cover the insurance. He apparently doesn't remember much, and seeing as he is a big strong man he won't admit to his wife or anyone else that you did this to him. So please next time show some restraint. We are not in South America anymore."

Luisa looked down at the table

"Sorry my love, I was just defending my honour."

She then looked back up at me. She wasn't sorry at all. Actually, neither was I.

I reached for the second photo. In this case, it showed two men, two very big black men. They both had scars on their faces and one had a plaster cast on his wrist.

The other man had a cast on his left leg. They also had other facial injuries. They might have been handsome before the injuries, but it will take a long time to recover from these injuries.

"Okay, what happened to these two?" I said in a mock serious tone.

"Gary, honestly it wasn't my fault, I was dancing with Susanne and two other women when they started getting close to us, and honestly, I only hit Marcus once, and I did accidentally step on his wrist, and I did accidentally step on his balls and face a couple of times. But Gary, my love, I only dealt with Marcus. Susanne dealt with the other man. Um, I think his name was Malcom. They said they were NFL superstars but they got upset when Susanne and I didn't recognise them."

She paused for a moment and drank her tea, she smiled contentedly.

"They wouldn't leave us alone, even when our friends called over the bouncers. It seemed the bouncers knew them. So, Susanne and I took matters into our own hands. We took them outside and we had a good conversation about them hitting on two married women."

She paused for a moment.

"Apparently they do it all the time, and sometimes in front of the husbands. I did point out if you and Susanne's husbands were here and they tried anything they would both be dead! But as you weren't there, we took care of it. Honestly, I didn't mean to hurt them so badly. Susanne will tell you the same thing."

She once again smiled at me and licked her lips.

"Luisa, you are not taking this seriously. We could be in trouble if anyone makes the connection between us and Susanne and her husband. The idea of moving here in the middle of England was to be discreet, to be low-key." I said with a serious expression on my face.

"So, you think Susanne and I should tone down our activities?"

"Yes, I do, now I don't want to pull rank, but you have to be more careful. I admit these arseholes got what they deserved, however, next time try to be more discreet and by the way, John is having the same conversation with Susanne."

"So, Gary, next type a creep touches my arse I can't kill them?" she said mischievously.

"No. Hurt them yes, make sure they understand their actions have consequences yes, but, no maiming or killing." I smiled thinking about Luisa actually scaring the shit out those big black NFL stars.

"So, is there anything else you wish to tell me about Las Vegas?" I said smiling.

Luisa, stood up and took off her t-shirt, "Well, there was that hooker who kept trying to get me to pay for a lap dance. She was pretty, but her fake tits were a big turn off and her lips, you know I hate trout pout lips, and of course there was the barman who kept trying to buy us girls drinks. Then there were the other five or six men who tried dancing with us and then tried to buy us drinks."

She sat back down and drank her tea.

"Then there was those two obvious butch lesbians coming on to me and Susanne. Then there was the business man who offered me $2000 dollars to sleep with me, then added another $2000 dollars if Susanne joined us. I think that was it. By Thursday, every man and woman got the message to stay away from us."

She finally finished her tea so I got up and made her a new one.

"In fact, we had to leave the hotel because the hotel manager kept getting paramedics turn up and treat some of the guests. It just so happened they were the ones trying to hit on me and Susanne and the other two women. I think that's it. Susanne did say you will be a bit put out about almost blowing our cover, but honestly Gary, it was Las Vegas, and as the saying goes what happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas."

I smiled genuinely, how could I stay angry with the sexiest woman on earth pointing her nipples at me and licking her lips seductively.

"Seriously my love, no one knew who we were and no one will remember us. Our cover is safe, and as far as anyone is concerned, I am Luisa Smith, your beautiful sexy wife. You are obviously Gary Smith my handsome strong, kind and loving and doting husband."

"Yes, and Susanne is your boss, and her husband is a doting kind and loving husband who supports her in private and public." I said finishing her sentence for her.

"Yes my love, now, no harm no foul, but it has been a week since your cock has been inside me, so I mean to rectify that situation."

With that she stood up, walked around the table, pushed my chair back and undid my trousers. She took out my cock and gave me a scorching hot blow job.

Then, when I was on the point of cumming, she stood up, sat on my lap and proceeded to fuck me. She rode my cock until she gave herself and me two big orgasms. I then carried her upstairs and we made love. We reconnected in a big way.

As my wife said what happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas.

Epilogue:

Our boss wasn't happy about Susanne and my wife and the other women doing anything so public, and all four were reprimanded and told in future to be more discreet.

But, it turns out, a few husbands and wives who were in the hotel were asking about the 4 beautiful women putting arseholes in their places. The hotel manager turned out to be a friend of our boss. It turns out we actually got a few contracts to deal with soon to be ex husbands and ex wives.

All us five didn't want any details, but it seems quite a few husbands and boyfriends feel aggrieved about what their wives and girlfriends are doing and did in las Vegas.

No we don't kill anyone, well not unless we have to or the contract states we have to, but even then its our choice.

Yes you guessed it. I recruited Luisa in South America. I trained her and fell in love with her, and she fell in love with me. Yes we are married.

Yes she works for Susanne and yes no one else knows what we do. We were a specialist recon group, just the four of us.

Then, one day, I found Luisa in a bar in Brazil. It turns out she was there to exact revenge on an old boyfriend, which purely by chance, was my target.

Well, against all protocol, I told her who I was and what I was going to do. Well, she joined me and helped me and then wanted to know more and joined our group. The rest, as they, is history.

It's amazing how many ex wives and ex husbands, ex boyfriends and ex girlfriends want revenge after being fucked over. It's also amazing how many men actually let thier wives dance with other people, fuck other people and even enjoy being told about it.

Our brief is always to observe and gain data and knowledge of the situation. Once we know all the facts, we act accordingly. We help the client get revenge on thier ex spouse, if we deem it necessary or worthwhile.

We give the client any help and assistance they need to get back on thier feet and live a normal life without worrying about an ex wife or ex husband. In very rare circumstances, we help them disappear so they can start a new life.

Only in extreme circumstances do we injure or maim the ex partner. Occasionally we do take action against the ex wives' boyfriends. I shouldn't but I take it personally, but, when I see a man chasing and catching a wife and then when the husband finds out or is told and the wife and husband rub the husbands nose in it, that annoys me intensely. At which point we step in and help the husband.

The ex wife normally ends up having a bad time of things but the boyfriend always ends up having a very bad time, even the boyfriends who claim to be ALPHA's, everyone has a weak point, even big tough marriage breaking bulls.

Yes we help ex wives too, but generally, and increasingly its the husbands who need our specialist help. No we are not government funded, in fact the government has never heard of us.

We don't exist. So, if anyone sees a beautiful Mexican woman on a night out with 3 equally beautiful women don't approach them, don't buy them drinks and for fucks sake don't touch any parts of thier bodies, trust me you will regret it.

The End

Writers note: This is just for fun. There is no point telling me this is in the wrong category, it has a loving wife, well 4 actually, so it fits the title of the category.

Thank you to my one or two readers who read my stories.

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