Note: This is the story of an otherwise loving wife, who makes a life-altering mistake in judgement. It is presented here complete in three parts, rather than separate chapters posted one at a time. Enjoy, vote, and comment if appropriate.
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Part 01, a loving wife:
"Oh Angie, I can't that! What's the matter with you? I'm married! I love Michael and he is good to me."
"Yes Sherry dear, Michael is a great guy ... I like Michael too—I love him. But, darling does he give you
everything
you need in bed? C'mon, tell the truth. This is good ole Angie you're talking to; we have been friends since the fifth grade!"
"Look, I have heard the stories about Jason too; I think it must be an exaggeration. No one has that big of a ... a thing!"
"Wanna bet, cutie? I can speak form firsthand experience!"
"Angie! What do you mean firsthand experience? Have you seen it?"
"Well, um yeah, I've seen it! Touched it, stroked it and had it inside me, and he um, fucked me with it!"
"Oh, Angie! Please tell me you didn't do that! What about Terry?"
"Uh huh! I just had to ... the stories were just too compelling. Terry was not hurt in any way since ignorance is bliss, and I had a taste of a twelve-inch dick! My god Sherry, it is as thick as my arm ... I swear!"
"So this was just once, right?"
"Well ... a few times ... five times actually, but who's counting! (giggle) I can't help it, I just had to see what that feels like. I love Terry to death you know that, but this was just a one-time thing ... my pussy still belongs to Terry ... mostly!"
"Five times you mean!"
"Well, okay, five times! I have pictures of it if you want to see! He let me take them with my cellphone, but I had to promise that they will never go viral anywhere, and I had to be in the pictures to make sure!"
Angie pulls out her phone, and Sherry is looking at the biggest, thickest penis she has ever seen or could ever imagine. She flips through a dozen different pictures, including a few where this thing is splitting her friend's pussy lips impossibly wide apart with her smiling."
"Oh, my God Angie! Did that hurt?"
"Well, yeah, at first. I thought my body was going to rip in two, and I even cried a little as he started to push it into me, but he was nice about it and took his time. I couldn't take it all the first time of course, shit—I'm only about six inches or so um, inside. But Terry is seven inches, and he can bottom out, so I guess things kinda stretch in there some."
"Oh my God, Angie! Um, wh-what was it ... like?" Sherry is feeling a little twinge of excitement.
"Oh Sherry! It was such an amazing experience! I came twice before he even had it in me. I was crying through it but they were the most powerful orgasms I have ever had in my life, and Rod, my first boyfriend before Terry was big! I just laid back and let him pound me with that gorgeous dick, letting the feeling wash over me. And, sex with Terry and me is so much better. I had to sneak out a few more times to meet Jason ... I just had to have it."
"Holy shit, Ang!"
"Yup, exactly! I am sure that Jason would really go for that cute little shape of yours Sherry, he kind of likes 'em tiny. But don't worry darling ... you can handle him if I can!"
"Angie, I am not going to
handle
anything except my husband. Michael and I are happy, and he gives me all the orgasms I need. Plus, he is a real man; he worked on a farm until he was seventeen and is very strong. He is only five-eleven and one-seventy-five, but there is a lot of power packed into his slim frame."
"Sher, I know about Michael, we're friends a long time, right? He teased me a one of your parties, and I slugged him in the arm ... I hurt my fist doing it ... so I know that Michael is a hard man. Um, you wouldn't mind ... lending Michael to me sometime ... would you?"
"Angie!"
"I didn't think so! Ah, a girl can dream can't she?"
"Angie! Stop! C'mon girl, finish your lunch and let's get back to work."
"Before we go, here I am sending you the pictures!"
Angie quickly presses the buttons on her phone. Half a minute later, Sherry's phone beeps with new texts. Sherry opens one and says, oh my God Angie! That
is
big!"
"Just give it some thought Sherry, I can arrange something with him if you wish!"
"Well, right now I wish you would forget it. Let's go ... my treat today, sweetie!"
Sherry is a very petite blonde with clear blue eyes. She has a beautiful face, a very nice figure, and apple-sized breasts with puffy nipples. In her tight pencil skirt, she gets all the male attention as she and Angie make their way back to work.
Her head is erect, and her blonde hair flows as if she is walking in slo-mo. She is twenty-two just like Angie who is a pretty brunette with green eyes, and a little taller with a fuller figure than Sherry's, with just the right amount of flesh to accentuate her curvy figure.
Jason is an office supplies salesman who stops by their firm frequently. Angie is not the only girl to partake of Jason's plethora in the trouser area. Whispered titters go through the office among the girls every time he shows up. Angie is the receptionist and sees him first, so she clicks out a quick email to the group when Jason heads through the office to the manager's office.
Jason's wife Amy is beyond sweet. She is the nicest and sweetest person Angie and Sherry have ever met at office parties. She is very tiny and very pretty, but very shy. She is slender with smallish breasts, but a very pleasing shape in a party dress. She has wavy light brown shoulder-length hair, which perfectly frames her pretty face, and honey-brown eyes that show the kindness inside.
She has some idea that Jason is popular with the women he meets on the job, but no real proof. She would never resort to hiring a PI, but Sherry and Angie can see her embarrassment with looks she gets from women know Jason. She has considered divorce, but Jason treats her well, and makes a decent living for her and her five-year old daughter Rebecca.
At office parties where Jason and Amy are present, Michael who is not a really a party person, usually sits with Amy as Sherry flits around with Angie, and Jason often disappears with some woman at the party. Michael is very kind to this little girl, he knows the score, and provides some friendship making sure she feels welcome.
He has even invented an affectionate nickname for Amy; he calls her "Button," due to her diminutive size. She likes Michael, but that is a fact that neither Sherry nor Angie have ever picked up on.
Michael is a real gentleman and Sherry loves that he always looks after people—he is a protector, he takes care of people. And, she doesn't mind if he has a dance or two with Amy, since she dances with co-workers to be sociable. She has even danced with Jason, who holds her a little tighter than is comfortable for her. He even put his hand on her ass once, she smiles sweetly at him and said.
"You have two choices darling, move it or lose it!" He moved it!
Michael, twenty-seven, is a small businessman. He has a degree in business administration, and has owned his own electrical supply company for four years. His Father loaned him enough to start his business, and Michael is a licensed electrician. He has four employees: three men (a warehouseman, and two sales representatives), and a young female bookkeeper who has a crush on him but he doesn't know it. She is small and unprepossessing, with plain brown hair, glasses and very small breasts. Her name is June, and she idolizes Michael. Although she is not pretty
per se
, overall she is rather cute.
Sherry returns home from work and goes right into the bathroom off their bedroom. Michael will not be home for another hour, so she undresses down to her bra and panties, and pulls out her phone. She finds that Angie sent her all of the photos she had of Jason's equipment, including pictures of his immense cock starting to slide into her pussy.
Sherry is familiar with Angie's anatomy since they have fooled around a little over the years (and still do occasionally). She flips through the pictures, with her fingers inside her panties as she does. She is amazed at the size of the thick veined monster sliding into her friend, and tickles her clit until she shudders.
She flashes on what it might be like to have that huge throbbing prick sliding between her little pussy lips. She curls a finger up inside her, and strokes herself until she shudders into a very nice orgasm. She murmurs to herself,
"Shit! I couldn't really do this ... not to Michael! God, it looks so hot though!"
She shakes that line of thought out of her head before she starts wondering what it might feel like to be with Jason, and how amazing that might be. She gets up, showers, and dresses in a pretty dress to start dinner for Michael. She puts a meat loaf in the oven, and prepares some
au gratin
potatoes the way Michael likes them.
She always cooks dinner for Michael, because he works long hours, and she loves him. She is careful to dress nice for Michael and never takes him for granted ... she is very proud of that! Someone once told her that a woman needs to be a lady in the drawing room, and a whore in the bedroom. She and Michael do not have a drawing room, but she follows that advice out of love of, and devotion to Michael.
When things are underway, she calls Angie who is doing about the same thing for Terry.
"Hi Sherry honey, what's up sugar!" (Angie has always been very loving and affectionate to her childhood friend.)
"Hey Ang, I looked at the pictures you sent me ... very hot baby, especially the ones of your um, bod."
"So, should I give Jason a call for you my darling?"
"NO! God no Angie! But, I thought your pictures were amazing... you little hoe you!"
"Mmm darling, Terry is going out bowling with his friends tonight, so why don't you come over?"
"Well, Michael is due home in a few minutes, and I have supper for him."
"Okay, come over after that then! Come over and keep me company, have some coffee and conversation ... play with my bod if you like!"
Sherry chuckles at that and answers, "Well, I guess I could. Michael usually watches TV after dinner ... usually the basketball game if there is one on, so I'll ask him, but he will let me go. He thinks you are kind of a bad influence on me, but the likes you. I'll call when I am on my way over, okay?"
"Okay honey, I'll pretty myself up for you!" she giggles profusely.
