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This a work of pure fiction, all sprouted from my overactive horny brain. It contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts, that some may find disturbing. So, if you are still going to read it, after having been warned, then enjoy!
I write as a hobby and a distraction in this difficult COVID-19 era. Feel free to comment, but keep it civil please, I'm not trying to win a prize or get published!
Stay safe and share some extra love with those who need it most in these challenging times!
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Careful what you wish for -- Day 6: Tuesday
It had quickly become a familiar experience for Joan, when she woke up in the morning. Chris' side of the bed was empty and had not been slept on. She sighed. She knew she had only herself to blame. Like yesterday for example! Chris had been home early and had prepared a nice dinner for the family. Every wife with a job would have told her she had the perfect husband! Hell, even every wife without a job, for that matter! And she had! There was nothing she could blame Chris for. He had never cheated on her as far as she knew, he was willing to work on their relationship and marriage, he was a perfect stepdad to Allie, he knew how to handle himself in bed, shit, he really was the perfect husband! Then why did she screw it all up? She didn't know. Sex with Ulan was fucking amazing, but did she really want to jeopardize her marriage for it? Every time she was alone and thought about it, she knew what she was doing was stupid and wrong! But every time she found herself in another horny situation that Ulan had created for her, she totally lost control over herself and turned into a cock craving cum slut! 'Maybe I need help?', she thought. She decided she would talk to Caitlin about it, before talking with Chris.
Joan got out of bed, took a shower and got dressed for another day at school. She went downstairs for breakfast and saw that Chris and Allie had already had breakfast. Allie was probably getting dressed. Chris had apparently already left for the office. Starting earlier made it possible for him to be home in time for dinner, she realized. Another effort on his part. Shit!
She was drinking her coffee, when her phone buzzed. Her heart skipped a beat. Was that another message from Ulan, telling her to meet him somewhere today for another exciting fuck? She hesitated to look at it. What if it was another fuck movie? She knew that if she watched it, she would be horny and wet again and not able to resist meeting Ulan. Better not look then? 'Fuck', she thought and looked at her phone. It was a message from Chris!
[Look in your schoolbag. Use it!]
Joan's heart raced in her chest. What was going on? Why did Chris send her a message like that? It looked similar to the type of messages Ulan had sent her! Did he find out about them? OMG, did he know she was cheating on him? Joan ran upstairs and grabbed her bag from the floor and opened it. In it she found a small gift back with a card attached. She felt totally confused. She read the card.
Hi baby,
I know the last year hasn't been the best in our marriage and at the moment we're going through what is probably the worst period in our relationship. We've both been busy with our work and other things, which has caused us to grow apart completely. I have deliberately slept on the couch these past few days, to give myself some time to focus on the love I feel in my heart! And in my own small way, I've started to make the necessary changes to move forward again. Being home earlier and more often e.g., has proven to be a lot more fun and rewarding, than I initially would have thought possible! I very much would like to end this bad period and focus on the future! Please join me for dinner at Maxim's tonight, 6 pm.
Chris.
Joan's eyes glazed over and she started crying. Chris' effort to save their marriage and his loving words, were like an arrow of love, aimed at her heart! She felt such a bad person for having cheated on him! Such a stupid idiot, for risking her marriage with this wonderful man, who clearly still deeply loved her!
When she put the card back in the bag, she noticed something black in the bag. She took it out and looked at it. It was a tiny black leather pair of panties! 'Owww my god, that is such a sexy gift!', she thought. It was clear to Joan that Chris wanted to let her know, he still wanted her! Joan felt a surge of love for her husband! Maybe, just maybe, they could find their way out of this mess she had created! She could hardly wait to meet Chris at Maxime's and show him how much she loved him! She would wear his gift and make sure he had a chance to inspect it himself! Maybe she could take him to the washrooms and let him fuck her there! She took her phone and typed her message to Chris.
[Looking forward to tonight! Will be wearing my gift!]
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When Chris received Joan's message, he looked at it with a blank face. Although he had accepted Allie's suggestion for this romantic dinner with Joan, he felt it wouldn't make much of a difference anymore.
When he had lain on the couch in the dark last night, he had spent more than an hour telling himself that Joan's story for her being late, was a valid excuse for her absence and her not responding to their messages. But deep inside he knew it wasn't. Any school board calling a last-minute meeting at the end of a school day, regardless of the cause, would understand that the participants of that meeting would have to inform their families they would probably be home late. So why hadn't she? Why had her phone been completely off for hours? Would a meeting like the one Joan had described when she finally had gotten home, taken that long anyway? The longer Chris had thought about it, the more convinced he had become that there hadn't been an emergency meeting at school at all. So why would Joan lie about a thing like that? Why lie about where she had been for all those hours? Combined with the fact that she had been avoiding to have sex with him for so long now, he could only come to a single conclusion: Joan was having an affair! Although he had no evidence, an affair would explain everything! He had felt no anger towards Joan for her infidelity, just an immense sadness that their relationship apparently had come to an end. The trust they once had in each other, was apparently no more.