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An uneasy truce settled between Kim and John for the next couple of weeks as they went about their normal activities. Sex between them was fraught; in their cautious attempts, he was sure that she was comparing him to Greg, and that he came off poorly. When he went down to fellate her his mind thought of the fucked out, cream-filled mess that Greg had left him before and he couldn’t deny that he missed the sight and the taste.Greg’s name was not mentioned by either of them. John wondered if there was any texting or phoning between him and Kim, but he was not the type to pry into her phone history or other devices. Because they worked at the same place and often commuted together, much of her time was easily accounted for, so he didn’t think they were meeting.But he didn’t believe that Greg would simply give up and go away. She had shown how suggestible she could be. He could just imagine Greg offering his psychoanalysis of him to help her work him around and reminding her how special it was to fuck him. Nothing in her behavior showed signs of deviousness.The thing was, there was really no reason to sneak around. John had come to realize that he wanted to share her, but on his terms, not some interloper’s. He loved watching her mind being blown while being fucked by Greg’s huge cock. And after, when he cleaned her up and fucked her too, she needed him more than ever.But he would not be treated like a servant and humiliated; now he might not be able to abide by Greg’s presence. He couldn’t ever maintain his anger at Kim for long, it was too exhausting. In some ways his affection for her was paternalistic; he felt responsible for her happiness beyond simply being a caring partner. She deserved the utmost in sexual attention and variety.Finally, when he figured that she could wait him out, especially if she was getting some Sex hikayeleri on the side, he decided to break the impasse. “Have you seen Greg lately?” he asked her one night at dinner.“No,” was her one-word response.“No texting or Skyping?”There was a longish pause before she said, “He has been trying to talk to me. I felt I should at least let him say his piece.” She looked truly ashamed and repentant.“And what is his piece?”“That what we have, uh had, is special and that it is unreasonable for you to object to it after encouraging me. And that if you would meet with him he could show you how it could work.” She wouldn’t meet John’s eye when she said this.Clearly, she had lied to Greg about something; he had not encouraged her to go out and cuckold him. He let that pass without comment. “What do you want to happen now? The way we are now is not working. Do you want to keep seeing Greg?”Kim detected a trap. She knew John well enough that his prior ultimatum was serious and firm. If she said yes it might end their marriage, but if she said no, she would be lying and might end up seeing Greg secretly. They had, of course, been texting and talking.Her hesitation told John what he suspected. “Why don’t you go be with him tonight?” It was not really a question. “I have a lot of thinking to do and your being around me won’t help. And you should have an unfettered chance to test the waters and see if that is really what you and he want. I can’t compete with him in absentia.” He put on his firm, no-argument face.“You are kicking me out.”“No. I’m offering you the chance to be with your lover again. And I suggest you take some clothes so that you can stay as long as you want. Then let’s talk about what we each want.” After much sputtering and protestation, Kim relented and packed a bag. John walked her to Sikiş hikayeleri her car and opened the door for her. She kissed him and looked sadly into his eyes, then closed the door and started the engine.He used his alone time for a serious reevaluation of his needs. Now that his anger had subsided, he realized that most of what was happening was to his benefit. If she can control Greg’s dominant tendency, it could be a win/win arrangement; they could each get what they want. If Greg can’t be tamed somewhat then she will have to choose between them for real.That was Thursday evening. The next morning he saw that her car was in the work parking lot, and he found a note on his desk. “Can we have lunch today? Please meet me in the cafeteria at noon. K.” John had no appetite at noon; he had only a glass of iced tea when he sat down.“How are you?” he asked. She smiled at him and pulled him into a kiss.“I hope we aren’t breaking any company policy,” she laughed.“How was your night with Greg? Do you plan to go back tonight?”“Good, very good. We have made plans for the weekend, but I wanted to come home to you tonight. I miss you and don’t want to be away from you for long. In truth, after we had sex the first time, I mostly wanted to cuddle up to you and be assured that you still loved me. I need to reclaim you after my bad behavior, and of course, to have you put your special touch on my over-heated pussy.” This last was whispered in his ear. I’ll make us dinner, OK?”“The first time?” John was really struggling with his jealousy.That evening they made love like in the old days. Kim went right to town at the dinner table, actually under the table. She crawled to where he was enjoying his glass of wine and started rubbing his cock through his shorts. She pushed his pant leg up until her tongue could Erotik hikaye lick the tip. That touch sent a shiver up his spine.He remembered that recent time she deep-throated him and he wanted her to do it again. That damned Greg had some useful qualities. John wondered what else she might learn from him. They rapidly went to the bedroom where he spread her legs and buried his face in her cunt, then he looked questioningly up at her.She nodded her head, “Yes, I was fucked this morning and have been holding the evidence all day. It’s Greg’s, can you taste it? Is it as good for you as when it was freshly injected? Oh, don’t stop.” His answer was muffled because he immediately went back to licking and kissing her labia and pushing his tongue into her as far as he could.When she pulled him up to kiss him and guide him into her pussy, she gave a deep contented sigh before grabbing his ass and holding him deep in her while she shuddered. Had she cum? “That’s what I’m talkin’ about,” she said to no one in particular, then kissed him some more.Feeling pleased with himself, John began a slow in/out movement of his hips, hearing her whisper, “Yes, yes, yes,” in time with his motion. Then, “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum again!” She clamped her legs around his hips wrapped her arms around his neck and plunged her tongue into his mouth. He couldn’t hold on; he came with her.Finally, she let her arms and legs drop to the side and released all of the tension from her body. With his firm cock still in her, John bent and kissed her nipples, then rolled off to one side making a plop sound as they disconnected. They lay there for several minutes. Then she rolled on top of him and lined up her dripping cunt with his mouth. “OK, cucky boi, clean-up time.” This time, her joke had a better reception; she got a good licking.After Saturday morning sex and breakfast, she left to go to Greg with John’s blessing. He went off to his regular weekly golf game. Later that day his phone chirped with a text from an unknown number. It was a picture of a familiar pussy, gaping wide and with cum oozing from it.
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