Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Ritual


It's a ritual now, your wife wearing her wedding night lingerie the first time she's with a new lover. It's symbolic of her giving herself to a new man for the first time.

You've seen her in this white, innocent lingerie five times now. The first, of course, was on your wedding night, the next three the first time she slept with each of the three men she's cuckolded you with.

And now tonight, as she gets dressed for dinner with a client.

"You...you're wearing that to dinner?" you ask her, surprised, this wasn't planned or expected.

"I am," she says looking shyly at you.

"But...I thought...he's...I mean..."

"I'll be home late," she says, "I won't spend the night, but it might be late."

"I...I'll wait," you say nervously.

"You're such a good husband," she says, adjusting her stocking, "the best really."

"Do you need anything?" you ask, "can I...can I pack anything?"

"No," she said softly, knowing what you were asking.

"You're sure?" you asked, voice shaking.

"You promise you'll wait up?"

"I...I can...I mean...when you get home?"

"Yes, love, yes you can."


2 comments:

  1. And the fact that you "can" makes it all worthwhile!!!
    Kisses
    Kaaren

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  2. For me it's essential an act of love !

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