Coaching my Wife: A Hotwife Romance by Jason Lenov

Author:Jason Lenov [Lenov, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2016-08-08T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

I'm still not sure why I started laughing. She seemed a little put off by it at first. But then she started chuckling, too. She crawled closer to me on the bed. Her body felt like the Natalia I remembered. The one I married. The one I loved. When the laughter died down she kissed my cheek.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I don't know why I had to laugh."

"It's okay," she whispered. There she was again. There was the woman that listened and thought and did what I asked. She wasn't a slut anymore. She was mine. "Do you want to come shower with me?"

"Yeah. I do."

We barely talked in the shower. She got in first and I followed. I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and held her like that. She didn't seem to mind. She leaned back into me, letting the hot water splash across her bare breasts, rivulets of it trickling down her toned abs.

It was all fine for a while but once my post-orgasmic disconnect began to pass, I felt the same feelings welling up within me again. I couldn't really question myself any longer. What was done was done. I'd made my wife go out and fuck another man, a stranger. She had. Not quite the way I'd wanted things to happen, but it had happened. There was no use wallowing in self-pity about it.

But it wasn't self-pity or jealousy or anger that started racking my mind. It was lust. The more I thought about it, the more I regretted not making her do it in front of me. Why had I made her go do it herself? We could have arranged something, some way for me to watch. As I stood there with my body pressed to hers, thinking how erotic that would be, my cock began to rise again.

She turned around and smiled. "Well hello," she said, her voice a little dreamy in the steamy haze. "What are you thinking about?"

"I want to know more," I replied.

She turned around. She glanced down at my cock and smiled. "Know more about what?"

"I want to know more about what it was like."

Her smile widened a little bit. Was that excitement in her eyes? Was she excited that I was asking? Did it turn her on, the thought of telling me about all the lewd things she'd done? "Are you sure? You're not going to be mad?"

For some reason I felt I could say it with much more confidence this time. It felt like the ball really was in my court. There was none of the abruptness or slyness that I'd seen in her before. Before it had happened. "I promise. I won't be mad."

"Well," she began, her eyes drifting up towards the ceiling as she recalled what she'd done. "He took me to his room. After dinner. We had a drink."

"What'd you have?"

"Vodka. Neat."

"And him?"

"Same. I listened to his stories for a little while longer then started getting kind of bored so I just decided to get it done.

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