Question and Answer game.
(A couple have fun together and in public. This is a short concept /Role-playing idea about a husband asking questions about a wife's night out with the girls from work. There is some sex in the "story" but mainly it is about the couple and their interaction. It could be a "loving wife" as there is a "loving wife" in the "story" or it could be "Exhibitionist" I will see what the Admin of the site decide. One more thing if you are looking for swingers or cuckolding stop reading now you won't find them here.)
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I was sitting at the kitchen table when I heard the door open. I was drinking coffee, I looked at the clock, 1am. My wife said she would be home 30 minutes ago. I placed the mug on the table and stood up and walked towards to hallway to where I could hear my wife taking off her jacket and her shoes.
I stood for a moment looking at my beautiful wife. Generally speaking we live fairly clean lives, we don't smoke we only drink a couple of pints or glasses of wine at the weekend and we both exercise. I keep in good shape because of my job, I work in a warehouse lifting heavy packages.
My wife works in a mortgage company, there is gym in the building she works in and she works out there a couple of times a week. Both of us despite being 50 could easily pass for 5 years younger, or earlier if you believe some of our friends.
My wife as always looked beautiful in a classic evening dress, it hugged her figure which it showed it off perfectly from her legs up to her chest. It certainly wasn't a sluts dress but it did draw the eye to my wife's salient points.
I think she finally noticed me, she looked up through her long brown hair. She finally managed to take off her shoes then hung up her jacket. She straightened up and looked at me.
"Sorry I'm a bit late, the taxi took longer to get here from the club." She said this in the hope I believed her.
"Of course my love, I'm sure that's the case, but I have a few questions for you about tonight. So please go upstairs shower and get changed and then come into the kitchen." I was trying to be cold as ice, no emotion, no empathy. I wanted to be totally objective and precise about what exactly happened tonight.
"Gary, please can we do this in the morning, my feet hurt and I'm tired." She said this as she walked slowly towards the stairs.
"No Corinne, it has to be done now or we won't ever talk again." Again no emotion, no empathy no inflection in my voice.
She nodded and went upstairs. I went back into the kitchen and boiled the kettle and made my wife a coffee, I refilled mine as well.
After about 10 minutes Corinne came into the kitchen dressed in a t-shirt and shorts Pjammers set. She looked very cute and very sexy at the same time. I could tell be her hard nipples she wasn't wearing a bra and a quick glance showed me she was just wearing the shorts nothing else. I could smell her shower gel and the a small amount of the perfume I bought her a few weeks ago.
She came towards me and tried to hug me, but I put my hand up and stopped her.
"Not yet Corinne, I want answers first. Sit down and we will get started, just remember if I don't like your answers or if I think you are lying to me we are over. Do you understand? "
"Yes Gary I understand, I just want you to know I love you very much, I always will no matter what happened tonight remember I'm your wife no else's and I'm your woman no one else's."
I smiled briefly and said, "We will see won't we."
My lip twitched slightly as I tried to keep my emotions under control. I reminded myself to be ice cold. I sipped my coffee and Corinne did the same.
"Ok, lets begin." I waited for my wife to respond. She sipped her coffee and nodded a look of resignation on her face.
"What time did you leave the house?"
"Just after 9pm."
"Okay, and did you wear the same dress you came home in?"
"Yes Gary it is the same dress, and don't forget you bought it for me."
"Of course I did, you look great in it. Now don't change the subject this is about you and what happened tonight."
"Yes I'm sorry Gary, I don't want to make this difficult for us."
"Okay so what happened when you were dropped off by the taxi driver, by the way did you tip the driver?"
"Well I got out of the car and went into my handbag for the money, I'm sorry Gary the driver did get a look down my dress I could see his eyes moving from my face to my chest and back again several times I think that was his tip."
"You let him look down your dress or was it an accident? "
"I'm sorry Gary it was an accident, I didn't mean to do it. You know I would never do that on purpose ."
I could see a mischievous smile start on her lip.
"Corinne stop that, this is serious. Okay what happened next."