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Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 01

By: TabooTeller



This is my third story and I would still appreciate feedback and comments. This one is similar to my first "She Allowed The Seduction" and I even used a couple of the same elements but it is a different story with plenty of its own elements, along with more sex. I know this is an old plot but I hope I put my style to it, as well as some twists. Read and Enjoy:



He was laying on top of her thrusting his dick in and out of her pussy. He pushed it all the way in, than pulled it almost out, then back in, just the way she liked it, as he had learned during their twelve years of marriage. Of course it didn't hurt that this happened to be the way he liked it best also. Her groans were increasing as he fucked her harder, speeding up his tempo. Too bad part of his mind would not allow him to get all the way into it.

They had had a great beginning, of this session, with her giving him a blow job. She had even allowed him to spout in her mouth which she didn't always do. It had been one of her better blow jobs too, he wondered if she was feeling guilty about something. 

After he recovered he had pushed her over and gone down on her. Licking her pussy lips, sucking on her clitoris, sticking his tongue into her pleasure tunnel. Soon she was moaning like he had just been. He used his fingers to spread open her lips and had licked first one side than the other of the inside walls of her clit. He couldn't reach in far with his tongue of course but she liked it and he liked doing it. He could taste her better that way. Even after twelve years and two children he still was in love with his wife's pussy. Once he got going he was a man obsessed, with tasting her and feeling her lips and feeling her nub of pleasure rolling around in his mouth. He liked the feel of it against his tongue. 

Manty had finally pushed in two fingers upside down, when they were deep enough he started stroking her G-spot. This was quickly followed by him sucking on her clit, with all of it in his mouth. It was just the way she liked it and it had set her off in her first orgasm of this session. She softly screamed her pleasure as her back arched. He had been glad the kids were at their grandparents since she probably would be getting loud soon. She got very loud sometimes. Twice now they had to make up something to explain the noises she had been made.

During this session, though, even during the most intense moments, a part of his mind had been feeding him questions and not allowing him to enjoy the feelings as much as usual. He had ignored the questions since now wasn't the time.

After her climax, they shifted to a 69 position for a while before both had jumped into this position ready for the finale. Now as he pushed in faster and deeper and as her back arched, signaling that she was closing in on another climax, all other thoughts vanished. All he could think of was the sensuousness of her breasts as he looked down on them and the noises she was making as her body climbed that peak. He also enjoyed the feeling of pubic areas meeting as he pushed in hard. His pleasure increased dramatically, as he arched his head back and he started saying "god, god, goood," under his breath. 

Manty could feel her thrusts as she pushed back, meeting him half way. Finally she let loose in a primal scream as he increased the speed of his thrusts to full power. He was pushing, pulling out then pushing back in so fast he couldn't go any faster. He was also going as deep as he could. Her hips were hitting his as they both tried to get him even deeper. Finally she reached the peak of her climax and froze for a moment, as if her body was about to put all its energy into the pleasure her mind was feeling. She let loss a loud pleasure screamed, ending with a long hissed Yess! She gasped for breath and bucked hard as her orgasm slipped away. She fell back down to the bed with a whoph as she let out the air she had been holding at the end.

He didn't slow down though as her climax pushed his even closer to the edge. Seconds later he let out a loud "Gaaaum" as the first of his sperm blasted its way out of his dick. A second shot produced a softer "Gaaaa", He continued to fuck her as he changed his tempo to faster, shorter strokes, these lasted two or three seconds longer after his orgasm was done. 

Finally he was done, exhausted, he plopped down next to her on their bed. He started drawing in deep breaths to get his breathing back to normal. Darlina was breathing hard too, but she got her breaths back to normal before he did. As his breathing slowed she coddled next to him, enjoying his warmth and presence.

He automatically draped one arm over her shoulders like she liked and drew her even closer. He had been doing this for twelve years, ever since their wedding night and he usually didn't mind. This night, however, he did mind, but didn't say anything, it wasn't time yet. 

She whispered in his ear, "That was one of the better ones. Thank you." she touched his nose with one finger and continued, "You still light my fire in a big way and you still can put it out." 

She snuggled in even more and said, "I love you sooo much."

As they laid there, she was soon almost asleep. He wasn't though. Those thoughts were back with the same questions he had ignored while they made love, and there were more question now. As the newer thoughts came into his mind he tensed up. 

Darlina felt the tensing and woke up enough to asked, "Why the sudden tenseness?"

"I was just thinking about work."

With a mock seriousness in her tone she slapped his chest and said, "You aren't supposed be thinking about work at this time. You're supposed to be thinking about me so you can dream of us in your sleep."

"I know but some of these thoughts won't go away."

He kissed her and "But I do love you, no matter what."

She puzzled about that for a moment but then was asleep

He continue to lay there feeling a touch guilty for he had lied to her. He wasn't thinking about work. He was thinking of a chain of events that had led him to one conclusion. That his loving wife of twelve years was cheating on him. There was nothing conclusive yet, but there a hell of lot of circumstantial evidence.

His mind went back to the first event in this chain. It had been so cliche-ish. Someone else's underwear had been mixed with his. It was one pair and had been his size, but as he took them out of the drawer that morning he had noticed the brand. He had thrown away the last of that brand a couple of months before. They had gotten too raggaty so he had bought new ones. As he held up that pair he thought, I didn't know I had any more of these left. No wonder I didn't throw them out with the rest, this pair some how is still in good shape. 

He had put them on and gone about his business without giving them a second thought. Until two weeks later that is. For some reason he couldn't remember now, he had wanted to look them over again. Maybe his subconscious had been trying to tell him something. Whatever the case he looked every where for them. In his drawer, in the washer and dryer, even in the hamper. He ended up taking out his underwear drawer to see if they had fallen behind it. Nope, he did find a couple missing socks, non matching, but not what he wanted to find. 

That had got him wondering. About what he wasn't sure at that time since he was still trusting her. But in the next couple of days as he thought about things in general, previous incidents came to mind that made him wonder about her. She had started having more meetings at night, she only had a part time job but she volunteered a lot. Darlina had always had some meetings, PTA, Blood drives etc.. Now she had more and some had been taking longer, even past eleven at night a couple of times. Two or three times when he had been gone on a business trip, he had called him and she hadn't answered. He had left a message on their machine and she had always called back. One time she had waken him up at Eleven-thirty at night. Then there was the time when he was gone and their children were at their grandparents, he had called. The phone, had rung and rung finally just before he hung up she had answered. She sounded flush and out of breath like she had just ran a marathon or had been doing some other physical activity. She also had been distracted. He hadn't thought that much about it at that moment thinking she had forgotten to turn back on the answering machine for some reason, and had had to run down the stairs to get to the phone. Now he didn't trust that scenario. 

A few days after he had gotten home from that trip, he had over heard a telephone conversation. He had been happily working on his computer when he had started to get a headache. He hadn't wanted the headache to stop his work, so had gone down stairs to get some pain reliever. He was in his socking feet so his wife more then likely had not heard him walk down the stairs. He heard her though. Giggling almost like a school girl. As he got closer the giggling sounded like the tone she used when he suggested something dirty where others might hear him, or when he suggested something sexual in a way that was unusual for him.

His eyes had narrowed and he had moved closer, she was in the kitchen by the door, where she would most probably hear him come down the stairs. Usually that is. He couldn't glance in without taking abit chance of her seeing him, so he had stood on one side of the door with his head leaning toward the sound. She had paced over by the door to glance toward the stairs. He thought that was what she was doing anyway, she could have been just very nervous. As she neared the door he thought she would come through it but she stayed in the kitchen and therefore didn't see him. 

Manty could hear better though and heard the voice from the phone's speaker. Not good enough to tell what was being said but good enough to tell it was a man's voice. Darlina said that would be fun and something about a house they owned and rented at times. She had paced back to the far end of the kitchen and was talking softly so he wasn't able to catch every word. The house she meant was one they owned and was almost out in the country. The closest neighbor was a quarter mile down the road. A lot of trees were around it. Sometimes they used it as a weekend getaway and a couple people rented it on a regular bases for a month each summer. They had also rented to people who needed a place to stay just for a week to eight weeks. Currently it was empty. 

At that point he had gotten paranoid with her pacing she could come out anytime, and had decided to see how she would react when if he walked into the kitchen. So he had softly backed away from the door. He postioned himself at an angle which would look like he had just come down the stairs he walked into the kitchen. She saw him immediantly and jumped. She also changed what she was saying. Suddenly talking about recipes and kids. He had moved on past her, almost touching her, to get to where they kept the pain relievers. As he passed her he heard the male voice say something short. She just said yes that's it.

Manty had looked puzzled at her after the jump so she put a hand over the phone and said in a low voice, "I didn't hear you come in, you startled me."

He had just nodded wondering if she had been startled or if she had a guilty conscious. He had taken two pills then gone back up the stairs, but instead of going to the room where they kept the computer, he had laid on their bed with his arm over his eyes. Not liking the thoughts that were coming into his mind. There other links in that chain of thoughts and events even though most he couldn't name. He just knew that he knew her and that she was keeping something from him, she was doing something. His subconscious had been trying to tell him for a while, but he hadn't been listening. 

That brought him up to the present and the questions that had plagued his mind during their lovemaking. Questions like: was it really lovemaking on her part; like was she thinking of him now or was she comparing their sizes. And other similar questions. He had decided already to check up on her. That made him wince inside but he had to know. Two nights from now she had another meeting, he had already set it up by telling her he was working late that night, which even though rare did happen at times. That meant she should get a babysitter for the kids. He would wait, have dinner some place then drop by the meeting place, which in this case was a local school, which was located almost on his way home. He could say that he had gotten done earlier then expected and had stopped by on the way home to see how the meeting was going. He shook his head thinking, I don't like lying to her, but if Darlina is not there I won't have to.

Tears came to his eyes at what he was afraid he would find two nights from then. He didn't want their relationship to end, not for him but especially not for the kids. They needed both parents and were too young to understand what their mother was guilty of. If she was. A small part of him still held out hope he was just being paranoid. 

Finally he fell asleep. After a troubled night's sleep he got up soon after the alarm went off. She got up also and kissed him saying, "I love you this morning." Like she always did, even when one or the other was out of town, she usually called him to tell him that. Even on those days she hadn't answered the phone the night before. Today he just mumbled something like he did now and then when he hadn't gotten enough sleep. He went through his retinue, had breakfast he did not seem to have an appetite for, and left for work. He yelled bye just before he walked out the door. She wondered why he hadn't kissed her like he usually did. 

The day went passingly well since once at work he was able to forget all his questions about Darlina. That night he was still depressed even though he tried not to show it. She knew something was up but thought it had to do with work and that it wasn't time to press him about it.

The next morning he reminded her of him working late and she said the babysitter was already lined up. He nodded good and finish his breakfast, half of it anyway. He still didn't feel like eating. Again he left without kissing her. Again at his job he was able to submerse himself in his work, even working through lunch since he didn't have an appetite. He worked through dinner, telling everyone he had some catch up to do. Usually someone, sometimes half dozen or so people worked late so no on ewould think it unusual for him to be there after hours. He set his alarm watch for six-forty-five so he could get to the school an hour and a few minutes after the meeting started. That could give her enough time not to be there.

The next few minutes he got so engrossed in his work he jumped when the alarm went off. He quickly finished what he was doing, put away everything then, used the bathroom and left. He made good time to the school even though he traveled under the speed limit. He parked his car out on the street and walked in through the parking lot. No sign of her car, which didn't necessarily mean anything, he hoped. He walked in and saw someone he barely knew. Hopefully he could ask her if Darlina was here and it not get back to Darlina. The woman had seen Darlina just before the meeting began but not recently. He looked around some more then left.

He quickly decided to stay but not obviously. He got in his car pulled away from the curb but instead of driving off he found a shadow he could park in and still see the parking lot. About fifteen minutes before the meeting was scheduled to end he saw a car come zooming up the road. It parked where he had parked and a woman got out and very hurriedly walked onto the campus. 

He frowned. That car could be his wife's and the woman could have been her, but she was too far away and it was too dark to see for sure. There was one way to find out though. He started to get out of his car when a police car went by. It slowly went though the parking lot and down the street. By the time it was gone people were starting to come out of the school. Just a handful but enough to see him if he got out now. He ended up just starting the engine and driving away not really caring if any of them noticed him and wondered what he was up to. 

He arrived home and paid off the babysitter and went in to see his children since both were in bed by this time. He said good night to them, hugged them and even managed to read a short story to one. Darlina got home in time to say good night to them. She almost always made sure she did. Watching her reacting with their children, he again came to the conclusion that she did love them. She helped them with schoolwork, made sure she was there when they got home from school, even though one was in kindergarten. She liked being around them. Now Manty wondered if she still loved him. 

Three nights later there was another meeting. This time he hired the babysitter, one they didn't use very often, and made sure she got there after his wife left. He just told the babysitter that something had come up and he needed to do something for an hour or so. 

He waited long enough for the meeting to begin, it was a PTA meeting at the same school. He parked in the same shadow and waited and waited. He hadn't used the bathroom this night so his bladder started to feel full. He decided to endure the pain. Twenty minutes after the meeting was supposed to have started a woman who looked to be dressed like his wife came out, got in a car and drove away.  

He drove away soon after. He used his cell phone to call his home and after the babysitter answered he asked if possible could she stay an hour past the time he said he would be home. He explained that he would understand of she couldn't, this was all last minute stuff and he apologized for the inconvenience. She could stay and said she would be happy to. That out of the way he went to a fast food joint, used the bathroom, got a cup of coffee. He slowly drank it.

He got another and slowly drank it, when he was done he used the bathroom again, forcing himself to urinate since he didn't know how long he would be sitting there and he didn't want a repeat of earlier, he was in enough pain as it was. He drove back to his shadow and parked. Then waited and waited some more. Finally her car came driving down the street and into its space. The woman ran onto the school campus disappearing into its shadows. She was late tonight the meeting was almost over. He needed to hurry to check his idea, he only needed a minute for it. He got out and ran to the car and hurried got out his keys. He found his copy of the key to her car and tried the lock. Nothing. He sagged with relief. But as he put the key away and turned he noticed something. 

He turned this way and that to confirm it. With a curse he got the key out again and moved over to another car. He hoped that police car would not make an appearance tonight. For it turned out that in his haste to get here he had ran to the wrong car. The one he had tried was like his wife's but obviously wasn't. This new car was the right one. He had just checked the visual clues to make sure. He tried the key hoping against hope for a miracle. His heart stopped as the key turned and the door opened as he pulled the latch. His heart beating again he locked the door slammed the door shut and ran back to his car. He got in and zoomed away, gunning the engine like a street racer, not caring if those people leaving the school right then heard him or not. He had to get home, dismiss the babysitter and get her going before Darlina got home. 

He pulled into his driveway, not caring that the car was a little crooked and closer to the garage door then normal. He ran inside paid off the sitter, giving her a tip for being a good sport, and got her out the door with a minimum of small talk, ten minutes before his wife got home. During those ten minutes he walked up stairs sat down on their bed with a thump. He reached down and untried his shoes. He took the first one off and threw it across the room.


Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 01



He said, "why did you put me in this spot? Now I have hard choices to make."

Tears came to his eyes and he said outloud again, "I love you and I don't want this relationship to end, especially for the kids' sake."

He threw the other shoe across the room and sat there. Soon he heard her car pull up so he dried his eyes and readied himself for her. She came up the stairs and went straight to the kid's rooms. She was later them usual tonight and they were almost asleep. He hoped they won't say anything about the sitter. If they did all he could think of to say was that they had just gotten confused in their sleep. That could happen with the younger one so would be a good excuse for him, but not for the older one. It was all he could think of though. It turned out they were too sleepy to mention it therefore he was safe. 

While talking to the woman the other night he had found out that his wife at times completly missed a meeting and at other times seemed to disappear right after it began. Sometimes the woman would see Darlina at the end walking to her car so thought she had been there all along. The important stuff usually happened in the beginning anyway so if Darlina snuck off to go home, get some Starbucks, or take a nap in the nurses office, as a couple of the women did at times, it didn't matter that much to the outcome.

The next day at work he thought about what to do. He still had no conclusive proof she was having sex with someone. She probably had lied to him a bunch of times already so she could make something up about all this. Knowing her she may already had a story ready to go. One that sounded real and that could be true. And that small part of mind still wanted to believe this was all a big mistake, a comedy of errors. He didn't really believe that, but he still had some hope. So what it boiled down to was that he had to catch them red handed.

How though. Where were they meeting? All over the place it sounded like, including his and Darlina's house. It could be at the man's house or a nearby hotel. Maybe at both houses and/or different hotels in the neighborhood just to throw anybody off the trail, if need be. To give himself time he called his parents and asked if they would like children for a week, summer was coming up and they would be out of school. His parents jumped at the chance. Their grandkids hadn't been over for a week in a long time. Over for one night yes, but even that had been just rare lately.

So he set the date for a three weeks from then. He didn't want to wait that long, but he didn't want his children in the middle of this, and this way he wouldn't have to worry about hiring a babysitter for them on the fly like the other night. 

He told his wife he had called his parents to take the kids for at least week right after school was out. She didn't like the idea, but soon accepted his arguments, his parents did need to see them and the two of them needed some relaxation time without the children. She finally agreed, but it was faster then he expected. He couldn't help but think that it was because it would give her more time to see her lover. 

For the next three weeks he moped around, trying to appear normal. She was as loving as usual, actually more so. A couple of times she attacked him with kisses saying how much she loved him, how glad she was they were married. He wondered if she did the same with her lover, or if she was feeling guilty. Once he as he was feeling extra sad he reproved her kissing saying he had work to do. She was startled and looked hurt, but part of him didn't care. 

They did have sex during these three weeks, once on a Saturday while the kids were at someone's house playing she attacked his face with kisses and pushed him on the bed climbing on top of him. Soon she slipped down and undid his pants. After pulling them down over his hips and moving his briefs over she started sucking and licking his manhood. Soon he was hard, she sucked hard, deep throating him and even licking the sensitive underside. She spent time licking on the under side sliding her tongue all the way up and down, next Darlian placed her mouth over his dick's top. His wife used her teeth to scrap the edges where it flared out and slopped over, as she moved her head up and down in small movements. He was starting to get close. He warned her of that fact since she hardly let him cum in her mouth, but she stopped looked him in the face and said, "Its OK, its a gift for you." 

He almost told her no as thoughts of her doing that to another man popped into his head. But she continued, slowing her up and down movements. She stopped, licked around the top, nibbled on the edges of the head, went back to licking up and down on the bottom side then suddenly putting her mouth over the head and sucking. Every time she did that after licking, he would jerk with pleasure. Finally he was getting closer and closer. Finally as she deep throated him again, he arched his back and said "Gaaaa". She licked the underneath one last time then clamped her mouth onto the head. As she did he arched his back again crying "God, Goood!"

He couldn't believe he hadn't clmaxed yet. She went back to gently scrapping her teeth up and down the edges. All too soon he felt his climax building beyond control. He pushed upward trying to push more dick into her mouth. She choose that moment to push a finger into his anus. She had wetted it with slivia and he was relaxed because of what she was doing so it went in easy. All the way in. He screamed as his cum burst out of his dick. He stayed arched like that for an underdermined amount of shots finally falling back to the bed for his last three shots of man juice. He managed to look at her face as she finished swallowing it all, with just a tiny trickle down one corner of her mouth.

She took her finger out of his anus, stood up and smiled a huge lustful cat got the bird smile.

She said, "I still know how to give special gifts."

She walked out the room.

She had been doing things like that more lately. They were still rare and therefore not suspicious on their own but he still thought about it. This time though it reminded him of her first blow job.

It had been the third day of their honeymoon. After a shower, she just surprised him by pushing him on the bed and sucking on him. She had sucked his dick a couple times in the last two days, but not like this. She started off sucking hard until he was big. Next she had licked him while using her finger to trace the veins on the surface of his manhood. Gently caressing him up and down on one side while licking him on the other. She sucked, kissed, and even gave him a couple of hickies there. Finally he had warned her he was close but she just looked at him and said that it was OK this was a special gift to show how much she loved him. She went back to sucking. It was her first blow job and even though it wasn't perfect, she bit too hard at one point and scrapped too hard with a finger nail another time, it was fantastic. When he neared his climax he had arched his back as if his body was trying to shove more of his shaft into her mouth. Finally just as the first globe of sperm had blasted forth he had screamed. He froze that time also but as he fell back down she kept sucking. He looked at her. She proudly smiled around his shaft. She hadn't learned how to swallow it all yet so as she smiled it dripped out down each corner of her mouth. He just stared at the sight. His manhood in her mouth, her sexy smile, his man juice running down her mouth. Suddenly with a yell he grabbed her arms pulled her off of him and up, then rolled her over all in one movement. He slipped down and had returned the favor for a few short minutes finally when he couldn't stand it anymore he had crawled back up and jammed his dick into her pussy. He begin to fuck her hard slamming his hips against hers. He also mashed his lips against hers not caring that his sperm was still on her chin. Nor did he care as he sucked on her tongue that the new taste was him. That was when they had discover it was better when her legs were raised. He had just wanted to get in deeper and had pushed her legs up to reposition himself. He continued to jam himself in hard. 

He ended up lasting longer then he thought he would. Finally though she arched her back as she let out a small scream and a second later he went Gaaa and shot his load. When he was done he flipped over and laid there panting. 

Soon he said, "I'm sorry are you OK?"

She said, "I think my lips are bruised and down there might be bruised also but I am fine." she snuggled in closer and said, "Its good to know I can turn you into an animal, but just so its not too often."

He started to say, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to.."

She had shushed him and said, "I am not hurt and I had a climax too. It's OK."

Back to the present Tony wondered if she had been increasing the special gifts, which included more then usual blow jobs, because she was feeling guilty. He realized that may not so bad, She should feel guilty and it probably meant she still loved him. In fact all the lovee dovee things she had been doing showed that. She wasn't that good of an actress, to fake that, he hoped anyway. He pulled his pants back up and went to find her.

He found her and said, "Thank you. I love you."

She looked at him funny since he hadn't been able to keep all of his hurt feelings out of his tone during the last three words. But she only said, "I love you too. Very much."

He couldn't though resist asking in what he hoped was a light hearted tone, "What was that for? You feeling guilty about something?"

Her head jerked up and she said, "Can't I just want to express what you mean to me in a special gift?"

He put out his hands and said, "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that seriously."

She sighed and said, "I know I didn't mean to snap back... I do love you."

He said, "I know," and left to finish what he had been doing.

During the weeks he thought more about those little signs he should have noticed earlier. Such as five months ago when he had gone on a rare four week business trip. Most of his usual trips were two or three days long. A couple times a year they had to be longer. Four weeks was very rare. This time for various reasons they had not had sex almost for two weeks before he was to leave. It finally got down to the night before he was to leave. That morning she had promised him a great send off that night. That usually meant two or even three climaxes, but when he got home she was late from her part time work, three hours late which was very unusual for her. He had fed the kids and put them to bed. She finally arrived home and rushed inside just in time to say good night to both of her children. When she came out she said she had bad news for her and her husband. She had started early this mouth. He gaped at her because he knew what that meant. No sex not for that night and not for another four weeks since he was leaving early. She refused to have sex during her monthly period. It didn't feel right to her and it was icky. They had done it a couple of times at the beginning of their marriage. Now most of the times he agrees with the icky part. He doesn't really like blood on his manhood. He can go four to six days without sex without getting too horny, usually, that is so its no big deal. Usually no big deal that is, this time it was.

She was most apologetic, she said she couldn't understand it since she was most always on time and when she wasn't she was late not early. Very very rarely she was early. Maybe this was the very beginning of menopause she said. He just shrugged said it wasn't her fault, finished packing and went to bed. Not much later she woke him up by sucking on his shaft. Nice he thought even if it was late and she was doing it quickly. At one point he reached for her womanhood and she slapped his hand away. He explained he was just going to rub her clit but she stopped the sucking to say no very sharply. So he just laid back down and enjoyed the fast blow job. When she was done he fell back to sleep. The next morning he awaken early by his alarm. He dressed and kissed his still half asleep wife bye. She could sleep for another two hours. He said thanks for last night it helped some and she said mumbled something about being sorry so very sorry she hadn't planned for it to happen. He said I know, good bye, I love you, then went to kids room and told them good bye. They each responded with a sleepy bye.

Now he thought that she hadn't started early after all. She hadn't had sex with him because there had been something in her pussy she didn't want him to find. Another man's sperm. That would explain her forcefulness about him not touching her and why she had responded so guiltily the next morning. With him being gone for four weeks there would be no way he would know. 

This revelation got him more depressed and angry. She had had her fun but he had to wait for a total of six and a half weeks. The quickie blow job had helped some but not that much. And he had had to endure saying no twice to sex during his four weeks trip. Even in his state he had been able to resist the temptations. True his wife had sexually attacked him when he got home, the kids had been over at a friends house for three hours, but that didn't make up for her betrayal

He tried to hide his depression and anger but she noticed his moping though and saw through his acting. She commented on it and asked three or four times about it. One night as they were laying on the bed together she again asked what the matter was. He couldn't bring himself to say áÔáyou and your lover are", not without conclusive, undeniable, one hundred percent, prove anyway, but even with that he wasn't sure he could say those words. He ended up mumbling something about work. She persisted and in the end he managed to say something about relationship with a trusted friend going down hill. She asked if it was anyone she knew, he couldn't lie so he said yes but he wasn't ready to say who. He added that when he was ready he would tell her and she would know who.

The next day he had another remerberence, he had gone shopping with her but as usually as she looked at frilly woman's clothes she hardly ever bought he went to look at guy stuff. This time he had had gone back for some reason and had spotted her buying what looked like a very sex nightgown, in a color he didn't like that much. Now as he thought about it he realized he hadn't seen it again after that day, and she probably didn't know he had seen her buy it. 

Finally the day arrived and Darlina got both children ready to go see their grandparents for a whole week and maybe longer. She said bye, I love you each, and he loaded them in the car to take them to her parents. Manty was a little surprised and hurt, hurt because he thought she was staying behind for another reason, that she didn't want to go with him. On the way out she hugged him said she loved him and that he probably needed some quiet time on the way back home. He decided that could be her real motivation but it might not be. When he arrived home a few hours later she was waiting for him and asked how the drive had been. He said he had thought about things on the way back but it hadn't helped. Something had to happen and it wasn't time yet. She asked what he meant but he just told her she would find out when it happened.

The next day he went to work wondering how he would catch them. He left early thinking if she was at home he could follow her if she left. He parked down the street near an old business where there were always a few cars parked around it. He could see the house perfect from that location. She never left and no one came by, he finally went home and had dinner. The next morning he got up before his usually time and made sure he didn't put on any shoes. He walked around the house kinda like he was pacing. As he hoped she got a phone call. He snuck close to the door leading to the living room where she was seated. 

Darline was saying in a soft voice, "Yes we can meet today. In the afternoon would be good, I have no meetings to attend and no work to do today,"

There was a lengthy pause and she said in a soft throaty chuckle, "That sounds like a good place and that sounds pleasurable. Ok, its a date."

He hurriedly, quietly got back to his pacing. The problem was what time that afternoon. He would just have to get to his spot at twelve, hopefully she would not go somewhere else before going to meet him. He left early for work. Once there he talked to his boss about getting off early for personal business, he agreed even though the boss didn't like it when Manty said it could be for the next day also. Manty just said it was a very important personal matter and hopefully it would be over soon. His boss just nodded since Manty was a good worker usually never taking time off, except a vacation or two.

After making sure he used the bathroom Manty left in time to to be able to park down the street in front of that business. When he got there at about ten to twelve he was disappointed when he saw Darlina's car not there. He waited anyway to make sure she didn't come home. At eight till one she did drive down the street and parked in their driveway. She hurriedly took some packages out of the car and took them inside. So she hadn't lied about doing some shopping after all. Thirteen minutes later she came running out wearing an overcoat and carrying some clothes. She zoomed away driving by him. He ducked down so not to be seen. As soon as she was by he started the car, pulled out and turned around. She had already turned a corner but he soon turned it also. He caught sight of her car and followed it. Remembering what he has seen on various TV cop shows he tried to keep a certain distance from her. Not close enough for her to notice him, but close enough to see where she turned. After close to half an hour just like on many a cop show he lost his wife. He banged on the steering wheel for a moment and started to drive around thinking. They were in the opposite direction from the school so more then likely it was not to wherever she went during the meetings. He pulled into the drive thru of a coffee place and ordered some coffee. He pulled over parking in the business' lot to drink it and think. Halfway through he recalled the first phone conversation he had overheard, and knew where they were going. She had been going in the general direction for the rental home they owned. He pulled out and headed toward it. 

He hurried through the afternoon traffic zipping in and out of the two lanes, trying to get around the slower cars. Seemed to be more than normal today. Finally he was in the correct neighborhood as the houses were more separated and there were more trees. Another turn and he was on the right street. He parked down from the Rental, so as not to be seen from its front door. He hurried to the driveway and snuck down it. By now they were probably too preoccupied to see him but just in case he kept to one side of the gravel drive way where he could stay in the shadow if the trees that lined both sides of the driveway and not crunch the gravel. The driveway was at least twice the length of the average driveway since the house was set back from the road partly hidden by more pine trees. Two cars were parked near the house. One was his wife's and the other he didn't know. He made it to the pouch Ok and took off his shoes. He didn't want them announcing his presence as he stepped up to the wood pouch. He slipped up to the door as quietly as possible. He tried the knob and half surprised found it unlocked. He slowly opened it than went in. As soon as he shut the door he heard a groan. From a man he thought. He was right they were too preoccupied, but he still needed to be careful as not to pump anything. He past through the family room and through the dining area. He noticed the overcoat Darline had been wearing was neatly folded on the back of one chair.




Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 01



The groans were louder, not only because he was closer but because they were being produced with more force. Tony had an idea what was going on. He hurriedly slipped to one side of the bedroom door with his back against the wall there. He squatted down and pivoted. Tony needed have worried for all he could see was the man's bottom half with Mary's mouth enveloping his manhood. He was laying down on the bed and she was on her hands and knees suckling at his shaft like it was teat and she was a starving puppy. I was amazed and shocked. Part of him had hope there still had been some other explanation for the evidence I had seen and heard. Tony's heart stopped and it was as if something died in him.

He stood up knowing they would not see me from this angle. Tony watched until the man arched his back and said something he could not understand. His hips started pumping in and out of Darlina's mouth very quickly and Tony knew the man had cum. Part of him wanted to rush in there and bash the guy's face for doing that to his wife, but she had wanted it plus another part wanted to watch for he had a very hard hard on. Which surprised him greatly.

As soon as his wife's lover fell back to the bed she quickly scooted upward probably to kiss him. She was one of those woman who felt the need for a deep kiss as soon as possible after oral sex. As she moved Tony saw a shaft of light was showing through a partly opened drape that was on the window opposite the bed's end. He thought he could get a more full view from out there. He quietly snuck back out side and followed the wrap around pouch. He found the correct window and knelt down on the pouch. The bottom of the drape was open and he could see everything going on in the room. 

The two lovers stopped kissing and the man started suckling on her nipples. As he made love to her breasts Tony looked around and saw a heap of guy clothes on the floor and two pieces of cloth on the bed. He knew the color and material looked familiar. After staring at them for a moment he realized they were a sexy babydoll he had bought his wife a year ago. She had only worn it for him twice. It was now obvious now why she had put on that overcoat, she had been wearing that babydoll underneath. 

The man now had his hand between his wife's thighs and was obviously stroking her clit, probably just the way she liked it. Soon the man scooted down and started liked that clit. He sucked it, then licked up and down first the outside then the inside those sexy lips. She was groaning from the first. Soon, faster then with Tony, she experience a climax. The man didn't stop though, she had a second one and finally the man climbed up her and stuck his shaft into her waiting love tunnel. Outside the window her husband fumed, that was Tony's not the man's. Jealously, anger, hurt and sexual tension warred in him. He didn't if he wanted to bash them, cry or join them. 

Even trough the window he could hear her cries of pleasure get louder. 

She finally said, "Fuck me hard."

He now realized that she had shouted that to her lover just before the guy had crawled up her front. His emotions were in a whirlwind. She had refused to use those words for him. He had asked many times over the years, but even in her deepest throes of pleasure she would not.

He still couldn't move though so he watched as they fucked. A part of his mind still not effected by what he was seeing was still analytical enough to say that what they were doing was not in any form making love, they were fucking.

He watched and watched and listened as their groans and moans got louder enough for him to hear it through the glass. Her pleasure noises always were a turn on for him and even now they turned him on sexually even more then he had been. He was so hard he had to adjust himself a couple of times so his hardon didn't hurt. 

He watched as they both neared their individual climax. Finally the man shouted "FUUCK" and jammed in even further. This was followed by, "I'm CUMMMING."

She shouted, "Do it now," followed by a very loud "Eiiie, Gooo..."

Manty thought that as she was indeed beginning a large organism to be that loud. Good think they were so far away from the neighbors. Suddenly the man's butt clench as he pushed in hard again. Darlnia's lover arched his back and his mouth opened in a soundless cry which Manty could related to since he sometimes did the same at this point. 

The man's sperm shooting out of his shaft and into Darlina's pleasure tunnel most have set her off because as soon as he had shot his load she was bucking and screaming her way through a climax.

The lover collapsed on Manty's wife and she laid there limp but only for a few seconds. Soon the man rolled off and laid next to Darlina. The same part of his mind that had analyzed their fucking now told him that the man had, partly with her urging rolled off and out of her faster then she liked normally and that now they were just laying next to each other, not cuddling as she liked to do with him. Another larger part of Tony's mind didn't care, she had been fucking some one else.

He wondered if they were done and if he should leave before they saw him, but soon the guy flipped over and started suckling her breasts. Manty got even hotter, under the collar that is. They hadn't done a three timer in a long time. They had three or four times on their honeymoon and a few times their first two years but in the last few years three timers were very rare. Of course the kids and lack of time was one reason. She had surprised him with one two years ago. She had gone on a rare business trip for a week. This had been a little over six weeks after she had had a miscarriage. During those six weeks and of course during the trip they had had no sex. At first it was for medical reasons, but then it was because her sexual desires had been at zero. She had given him two blow jobs and two hand jobs during that time which had he been very grateful for especially since she had had no sexual desire at the time. He had comforted her as best he could even though he had been hurting also. She had been grateful for his strength. 

Once back from the trip almost starting at the airport she had been wild. Seems like her libido had kicked back in during the trip and she had seven weeks of horniness built up. She had loved on the kids, but then dragged him upstairs to help her unpack. That was what she told the kids while they played. What she really had done was attack him. They had a quickie, dressed gone back down stairs, fed the kids, put them to bed. She put on a short strip tease for him, as if he had needed an extra sexual stimulation, and as she finished she pulled his clothes off, almost ripping them. The sex hadn't stopped that night either it had continued all week, they tried every position and every type of sex they could imagine.  

That had been then though, currently her lover began to rub her clitoris. By the motions he was making with his mouth and hands he obviously knew how she liked to be aroused. 

She said something but he refused, soon though she bent over and started sucking on his limp manhood. She had done that to Manty a time or two. One of those times had been after that trip. It was now obvious that she had wanted the guy to go down on her again. Manty had done that as a special favor for her on their honeymoon and couple times since. He didn't really like doing it after they made love, but she had loved it and wasn't that bad.

While she was sucking him to hardness he moved his hands and captured her bottom, probably caressing her clit again. Manty couldn't see what he was doing exactly, because of the angle of her body but she enjoyed it. At one point, after moving his hand a bit, Manty heard her yelp but soon moaned louder. He wondered about that yelp. Soon after this they fucked again but he soon pulled out and helped her roll over and get on her hands and knees. He raised up on his knees and with almost duck steps he walked forward and shoved his shaft back into her pussy. He was soon pulling almost out then all the way back in. Manty noticed that the man watched her anus for a minute then placed a finger at it. Soon he pushed it in slowly. He kept pushing until the finger was all the way in. He next slowly removed it and slowly pushed it back in. She groaned louder again. 

Tony's rage shot up to a new level, quickly followed by hurt, even though his sexual arousal stayed at the same level. She had hardly allowed him to stick a finger in her anus up the first knuckle. A few times a year if she was excited enough he got away with it but it was rare. A couple of times he had gotten to the second knuckle and finger fucked her smaller hole that way. On the night after she had gotten back from that week long trip heand her had been fucking as she and her lover were now and Tony had been able to get a finger in all the way and to finger fuck her anus as he pushed his manhood in and out of her womanhood. She had seemed to enjoy it, but that had been the only time she had allowed a whole finger.

Currently her lover pulled the finger out and placed two at the now opened opening. He slowly pushed them. Manty had tried two fingers that night, but she had refused that. He thought about doing it anyway with the theory that if she enjoyed one she would enjoy two after she got used to it. He had chickened out though not wanting to take the chance he would lose the opportunity to keep using the one.  

Now this jerk was finger fucking her anus with two fingers and she, by her still louder moans, was enjoying it. Next time Manty would not take no for an answer. If there was a next time that is.

That was when Manty stood up, groaning himself as he did. He had knelt there too long and his knees complained. He was afraid they might hear that but then realized that if they had heard him through the pane of glass, they were to preoccupied to notice.

Next Manty saw something through the upper part of the drapery that almost made his head explode. His wife's lover pulled out of her love nest, repositioned himself then placed the tip of his dick onto her brown puckered opening. Of course because of how far away Tony was and because part of it was in shadow he couldn't see the actual opening that well, but he had examined it enough to know it by heart. 

Her lover wasn't going to do what it looked like he was going to do was he, Manty mentally shouted. As the man pushed forward the head of his shaft slowly disappeared into the smaller opening. Manty was beside himself. He wanted to scream, to jump up and down or break something, but he stood frozen to the spot as more and more of his wife's paramour's manhood was pushed into her anus. 

"God," He mentally screamed, "No!" that was his. He stared as the anger, jealousy, pain and sexual arousal rose to new levels inside him. The man pushed in, his dick disappearing into Darlina's body, he stopped waited a few seconds pushed some more, waited for a few seconds, pushed more all the way intil he was all the way in. He waited almost a minute then as Manty heard his wife groan in pleasure the guy pulled back out slowly. When he was almost all the way out, with just the head barely in, he slide it in again. Faster, he repeated it then repeated it again, faster still. Soon he had a nice tempo going. His wife was groaning in ecstasy.

He stood there for a moment emotionally conflicted. He almost ran inside to pull the bastard off and out of his wife, but he couldn't decide what he wanted to do more. A part of him did want to rush inside and grab the guy and even though he wasn't sure what he would do afterward, it would not be pretty. At the same time a part wanted to jump up and down in a childlike tantrum, another part wanted to scream the loudest primal scream ever as he grabbed a pouch chair to break the window, still another wanted to drop to the floor and cry and amazingly enough a last part wanted to go inside and join them. 

Finally he unfroze enough to run from the sight. He rushed around the pouch not caring if he made enough noise to be heard. A couple boards creaked but not loud enough to be heard inside. When he reached the front steps he just leaped of and ran down the lane. By now he was so upset that he didn't feel the gravel stabbing his feet through his socks. 

He continued running til he got to his car. Once seated he calmed a bit, for something to do he finished the one third cup of coffee that was left and put on his shoes. Finally he took ten deep breaths to calm himself so he could drive. He took another ten, then another. When he felt OK to drive he started the car and drove away. On the way he tried to keep his mind away from what he had seen, it would not do to get in an accident. Some of the images still crowded their way into his conscious mind, but he managed to not hit anyone nor drive off the road. He was peeped at a couple of times, but no one had to slam on their brakes hard.

Once he got to their house he just drove up the drive way slamming on the brakes as his tires hit the cement. He was in the middle of the drive way but didn't care if she had to park on the street this time. He got out and ran to the door, after fumbling with the keys he finally got the door open and rushed upstairs. He didn't know where he was going or why, but he ended up in the master bedroom where he screamed his rage and pain. He had to do something with his emotional energy. Only one thing he could think of, that would not wreck the house that is. It was out of place with most of his emotions but he pulled off his shirt anyway. He crumpled it in a ball and threw it into a corner, of course it spread out and fell to the floor short of its goal but he didn't notice.

He unzipped his pants and pushed both them and his underwear down in one movement. There was his manhood, his dick, sticking straight out hard as could be. He grabbed hold of it with one hand and started jerking up and down. No finesse this time, just rough and very quick up and down motions with his hand. Soon he felt the ecstasy that signaled he was about to cum. He increased his speed and soon he groaned very loudly, he wondered if they heard it out on the street, and his sperm burst forth from the tip of his shaft. At least ten times it shot out in great gobs of the stuff. All landed on the bed, but he didn't care if he made a mess he just needed an emotional release. This should help some. After he recovered, which only took a few econds, he noticed the amount of sperm was more, a lot more, then usual. And all of it went further then he would have thought possible.

He sighed and pulled back up his pants, after buckling them he started to pace. He still had too much energy and was too emotional. He was afraid what he might do or say if she was to walk in at this point. As he paced images kept coming to his mind, in no particular order. His wife with her legs spread as she rested after her's and the man's first fuck. In the image He had rolled off of her already so he could see between his wife's legs easily, he had seen his cum leaking out of her. Then there was an image of her sucking the bastard, that one was from while Tony had still been in the house. Another one was of the two fingers pushing into her anus, quickly followed by them fucking in the missionary position.

All too soon he had to have another release. His pain, jealousy and shock built up again and those images had sexually aroused him again. Not that it had taken much, he arousal had still been on high levels even with the masturbation. He went back to bed and dropped his pants again. His manhood was just as hard as before, but he was able to grip it softer. The first time he had moved his hand as fast as possible, whatever it had taken to get the job done as quick as he could. Now he slowed a bit, doing things he liked, such as lightly hitting his balls on the downswing. Just enough to bounce them, god that added so much to his thrill. This time it didn't take long either. Soon he could feel the pressure building and seconds later his man cum rushed up and out of his shaft. He had moved right next to the bed and all the globes of sperm ended up in the same pile that he had deposited there already. He was surprised again how far this batch flew and how much of it there was. Altogether there seemed to be more then four times his normal amount. 

When the feelings died down he pulled up his pants but just snapped them since the way he was still feeling he may have to do this again. Again he paced the room feeling a bit calmer. Sexually speaking he was significantly calmer, but in the other ways he was just barley calmer. He let his feelings come to the surface, he hated that man, his wife's lover. That jerk had ripped Manty's trust in his wife away as well as fucking Darlinia and he had placed Manty in an agonized emotional position. He had to decide what to do about the situation and rather to try to salvage their relationship or not. He didn't want to forgive her right now, and he didn't want to be a cockled husband, but there were their children to consider, and he still did love her. He sighed and wanted to to scream. This time out frustration for being placed in this situation and because he didn't know what he wanted. There seemed to be equal emotions and logic on both sides. 

In an undetermined amount of time later he heard his wife's car outside. She of course was parking on the street. He wondered what she would say about him being home and where she had been. He especially wondered what he was going to say to her.

He stood near the bed waiting as she climbed the stairs and came into the room. She had called his name a couple of times, but he had ignored it. He saw immediantly that now she was dressed in a short sleeve pullover and cargo shorts. He wondered where she had stashed the babydoll. Left in the car to get later, or was it still at the Rental. It could have been stashed in a kitchen cupboard since she had gone through it. Or so it had sounded like anyway.

She said, "What are you doing home?"

He tried to keep smiling and looking normal saying, "I left work early to see you."

She looked a little nervous and guilty maybe, but then smiled and came over to him. She put her hands on his shoulders and said, "You need to learn to park, you were blocking my side of the drive way."

She said it with a smile though. She most still be feeling pretty good to not be upset about parking on the street, he thought. 

She continued with a lustful smile, "Let me take a shower and then you can see me all together."

And still horny also, he thought, which surprised him after all she had just done. He asked where she had been and she said something about seeing somebody she knew as a relaxation. Suddenly he was gripped by a surge of lust, his own horniess, not to mention frustration and hurt. His smiled disappeared and he grabbed her, smashing his mouth to hers.

When he pulled back she said, "Just let me take a shower..."

He didn't let her finished but grabbed her arms and thrust them upward. Before she could react to that he grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up over her arms. He thought good thing it was not a button blouse or he would have ripped the buttons off since he didn't have the patience to undo them. For a couple seconds she looked amazed then shocked and he was able to reached around her with both arms to get to her bra strap. He used both hands to undo it, amazed that it came undone so easy. He sometimes had to fumble with the catch when he undressed her. This time he had been determined to yang it off if need be, but it just opened as easy as could be. 

He pulled it off her still raised hands and without looked threw it across the room. Now she was starting to protest as she lowered her arms. He just pushed her shorts and panties down in one motion and pushed her on the bed. She kept saying that she needed a shower, but he ignored it gripped the legs of her shorts and pulled them off. Her underwear came with them. Now she was starting to panic probably thinking he was going to go down on her or stick a finger in her slit and therefore discover what she had been doing. He thought about saying he already knew about that, but only kept quiet. He threw her shorts on the bed next to her then undid his pants. He belt was still undone as was his fly, so all he had to do was unsnap them and push them down. As he did she tried to get up still with a panic look on her face. He pushed her back, leaned over sideways on top of her, lifted one his leg's, pulled his pants off that leg, and put it back down. He repeated the maneuver with the other leg and once they were off he dropped his pants. His manhood was steel hard and proud. He thought it looked even bigger then normal, possibly because of all the blood that had rushed to it. There was enough blood to make it so hard it hurt.




Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 02



He sighed and said, "I need to know something. Two or three some things actually but first of all."

He sighed again and opened his mouth, closed it and opened it again. He seemed to have problems with getting out the next question, but finally asked, "Do you love him?"

She quickly shook her head and said, "No!"

He started to ask why but she continued , "Its just some type of animal magnetism with us. He doesn't love me and I don't love him. I do love you."

He said, "You're not helping your cause by saying that."

She looked up sharply at that, but before she could ask about his comment he rushed on, "Explain to me how it got started then."

She looked down at her hands in her lap, and breathed in deeply has she organized her thoughts, "It was during a business trip," She went to conferences for her job two or three times a year. Usually for two or three nights but ever so often there were longer ones. She usually used the longer ones as a way to get away from the children and husband for a couple of days and to be by herself.

"It was the one that lasted eight nights. I met him the second night while relaxing with a drink in the lounge. I was at a fairly large booth by myself. I...I...I don't think I would have done anything with him if it wasn't for the first time."

Suspecting his reaction to that statement she winced but it wasn't quite as bad as she expected, even though in a way it was worst.

In a soft tone filled with hurt and anger he asked, "The first time??!"

"Yes, I...I had had sex once b..before, two years and four months ago. It was during the trip I took eight weeks after my miscarriage. As you know we hadn't had sex for over six weeks,"

As she paused for breath he stated, "over eight weeks."

"Yes, over eight weeks partly because the doctor said not to for a while and partly because I had no desire for sex. We both wondered how long my libido would be turned off. A business trip was coming up and we along with my doctor thought a change of scenery could be good for my emotional healing. You thought I could be alone without having to be concerned about the day to day care of the kids and if need be I could finish grieving by myself in the hotel room. I...I should not have gone. I was not as over it as I thought and as I told when I got back my libido turned itself back on during the trip. What I didn't tell you was that it was on the flight out. I wished it had been just a few hours earlier so I could have had sex with you before I left, not only for my sake but for yours. I knew you were suffering not only with your grief but from terminal horniness."

She paused here, wiped her eyes, sighed, then said, "You were such a strength to me, comforting me, taking care of the kids, making sure they didn't bug me and not making in sexual demands while I was turned off. That is why I gave you the three blow jobs and twice brought you off with my hand."

"I appreciated that and I said so."

"Yes, you did and you gave my flowers and cards and told me I was a good mother when I was berating myself, for not taking care of the kids while I was physically recovering."

She paused again, looked at his face, with tears running down her cheeks, and said, "That is why I love you so much and why I feel so guilty. You've been there for me but I repaid your love and affection by betraying you.

Sniff, "I know you are probably asking yourself if I love and appreciate you so much why cant I keep my legs closed? After the trip I asked myself that many times."

He just grunted since he didn't think he could say anything without yelling something that was better left unsaid. 

She continued, "Anyway my sexual desires came back hard. It was as if they had been storied up for those weeks and released all at the same time. By the time the flight was over I was wet. I had lusted after every male on the flight even for some that were not good looking. I had flirted with one male flight attendant and flirted back with one male passenger. The attendant was probably used to it and ignored it but I think the passenger may have been expecting more since we had gotten in a little deep with the flirting. 

"After landing I got my room and settled in. The meetings started the next day so I met and talked with a couple of individuals I knew in the same business. Later I went to the hotel's restaurant for dinner. It was not a good night for me. Not only was there all those good looking men whom I wanted but half way through dinner I started thinking about the baby I lost. It wasn't fair I shouted in my head, I had carried it over half way to term. I could barely keep my tears back but I didn't want to make a public spectacle of myself. So I ended up leaving without finishing my dinner. I went to my room and cried. You called to make sure if I had made it OK. I knew it was you so I answered it but as I did I felt ashamed. I had told you it was over it, mostly anyway, yet here I was crying like a baby. So I told you I was OK. You did sense I wasn't, possibly because of the way my voice sounded, but I bluffed my way out of it. Your presence, even over the phone, helped though and I was able to fall asleep soon afterward. The next day I was better and went about my responsibilities of learning knew things for my boss. I did well and had only a couple short periods of mourning throughout the day. After the scheduled meetings I decided to go to dinner early, just in case there was a repeat of last night. With less people in the place I won't have to worry so much about making a spectacle of myself if I had a crying fit. 

"When I arrived at the restaurant it was closed but would open in a minute or two. I saw that there was only a couple other diners waiting, which I thought was perfect. I was finally seated and ordered. I did fine I had no moments when I thought I was going to fall apart however my libido seemed to be operating on high again. During the day it hadn't been that big of a problem, as if it knew that the day was important so it held itself in check until it was time to play. I was so horny I almost lusted after a couple of the waitresses. I blanched at that thought, not what I wanted at all. I tell you that just to show you how horny I was. Anyway earlier while waiting for the place to open I had over heard three waitresses talking. They didn't have much to do until the dinner crowd got there so they were girl talking. Remember these were young woman twenty to twenty-five I believe. They were talking about the various men they were dating. I ignored most of what they said but one thing did catch my attention. One waitress said this one stud who worked there was well hung. The others agreed. He was significantly bigger then any of the other men they had been having sex with. That was all I heard but it was enough. 

"During dinner since there was only two or three men around, my lustful thoughts turned to pictures I had seen. Remember that adult catalog we got in the mail? We didn't understand why they had sent it to us since we didn't buy that stuff and hadn't ordered it. Anyway it had pictures of videos of huge men. I examined those pictures. Later while you were on the Internet I happened to see an ad for a site that showed huge cocks. I talked you into going there. You did and looked over the huge cocks they showed for free. I was amazed how any woman could get those inside them but there were pictures showing it. I started to think about this stud the girls had discussed."

Manty said, "You said the ones on that site were too big for you." 

"They were, most of them that is. Even with the pictures showing it could happen I didn't want those monsters anywhere even close to my slit. Or even my mouth, for I had been really amazed by the pictured of the girls sucking on those monsters. However there had been a couple of the smaller cocks I thought I could handle. I had spent some of the time, as I checked them over, wondering how it would feel to be that full. I was ashamed of those thoughts so I never told you.

"During dinner I began to imagine a huge shaft in me. About that time in walked a stud. He most have been the guy those waitresses had been talking about. He fit their description and his name tag had the same name they had mentioned. I almost started panting when he walked by. He was handsome and looked like a football player. I could feel myself get wet. I, at first, refused to indulge in such thoughts. No way was I going to cheat on you. But then something clicked in my mind. I had been through an emotional hell recently. I deserved something and you had been given sex during my time of recovery while I got zip.

Manty started to say something but she continued, "Yes I know I hadn't gotten anything because I hadn't wanted anything, but my emotions s 'till didn't think it was fair. I was feeling a lot of self pity all of a sudden, I mean I had gone of this trip to have a good time and I ended up fighting my tears and my lust. Not a good time. I decided to get me something I wanted. It just so happened that at that moment what I wanted was sex. And not just any sex. I wanted something I had been wondering about for a couple of years. I decided to screw that stud. 

"Forgive me but after I was seated for dinner I didn't think of you or the kids once. Well, I thought of you twice. The first time I mentioned already that you got something and I didn't. I never thought about how what I was doing could hurt you or the kids. Maybe my vagina was doing my thinking for me I don't know. Anyway I was just being selfish. I knew it at the time but I had been a good mother for over two years, sacrificing my time and energy for the kids, I had been a good wife for you far longer then that. Well, most of the time a good wife, I knew there had been moments I had not been. As I said already I had just gone through an emotional hell and you had gotten your jollies off, but not me. So I was going to do something for me while at the same time find out something I have been wondering about for years. 

"I figured that this stud most not be too big or those girls would not have been speaking so highly of him. Yes, I knew the flaw with that reasoning but I knew I was about to find out either way. 

"After I ate I went looking for him and found him repairing something. I asked him his name and chatted for a couple minutes trying to figure out how to get him to my room. From our conversation I gathered that he had been asked up to woman's rooms before. That made it easier so I just asked him if he could come up. He said he had an hour dinner break coming up in ten minutes and since he usually ate his dinner while working, he could go up there then. For one hour. I said that's fine and wondered around the restaurant for ten minutes. He found me and we went up the elevator. Once in my room we talked some more. Even though he had been in this position before he wasn't sure of himself so finally I just said in my sexist voice for him to come over. He did and I kissed him. Soft then hard, and harder s 'till. I helped him undo my blouse and bra. Soon he was sucking and caressing my breasts. God that felt good. I didn't need any foreplay to get ready. I was wet enough as soon as we entered the room, in fact I was ready back when I had asked him his name. Anytime during dinner I could have taken a man's pole without foreplay. I had thought about, just as soon as entered the room, to rip off his clothes and just insert him in but decided I wanted some pampering also. After a few minutes of the sucking, I decided it was time to see if he really had the equipment. I reached own and felt his manhood through his pants. Sure enough it was big but I realized that it wasn't completely hard yet. My eyes widen at that point. He was already larger then you and yet s 'till had a bit to go before being all the way hard."

She looked down at this point and said in a small voice, "That was the second time and last time I thought of you."

She paused then continued, "I let him take off my pants and to go down on me. I got comfortable and he climbed on the bed on his hands and knees. He scooted over in between my legs and started licking. He was not as good as you nor was he as responsive to me as you are. However as worked up as I was it didn't take long. After a few short minutes I had a small climax. On our scale of from one to ten, it was probably a four maybe a three and a half. Not as powerful as I expected because of the way I felt all night, but his licking and sucking on my clit wasn't as experienced as you. Even on our wedding night you had done a better job then him. Since we were on a time limit I thought that was enough time for me so I sucked on him. Just for a few minutes, enough time to taste him, yes I was so worked up I wanted to taste his manhood, and to see what a shaft that large would feel like in my mouth. 

"He was at least four inches and probably over five and half inches longer then you, and he was at least one-third wider then you."

Manty started to say something but Darlinia beat him to it, "No, you are not too short for me. Before and even after I fucked him, you fill me up just right. My desire for him had nothing to do with your size. Please believe me. It was just something I wanted to experience once in my life or so I thought anyway. 

"Anyway I couldn't deep throat him but I licked and sucked and jacked him off,"

She paused and said in a small voice, "I was hungry for him, I couldn't get enough. I had problems scraping the tops of my teeth along the edge of the flared head of his manhood, like you like but I made up for it by licking just the underside of the head. I was able to nimble on the flared edges, even bit harder on some spots again like you like. I spent some time sucking on just the head while running one hand up and down the rest of the shaft. Sooner then expected he cried out and without warning he shot off in my mouth. He had been quiet up to that point so I had no idea he was so close. I got a good taste of him. That catalog and that web site didn't say anything about huge balls but his were bigger then yours. One to two inches larger around and as you might think he produced more sperm. So much I had problems swallowing it. I felt it run out on either side of my mouth but I didn't care, I..I wanted it. I kept sucking partly because I wasn't done and partly because I wanted to make sure he got hard again. After a few minutes I stopped and told him it was time to fuck. I laid on the bed and he climbed on top. He had problems aiming his pole just right so I had to help him get it in. Once he was started I told him to go slow. I almost commanded him to ram it in, I was so aroused. If he had been smaller I would have, but a little corner of my mind pleaded caution. Once he was all the way in I asked to make sure none of him was sticking out and after he affirmed he was in I told him to wait before he moved. I wanted to feel how he filled me up. He waited without moving. He was different. I cannot tell you what a feeling that was. I am sorry to say it was thrilling. I could feel he was taking up more room then what I was used to. Finally he started moving. He soon had a good rhythm going. 

"Again not as good as you. He just didn't know enough or didn't put out enough effort to be a great lover. It could be that he depended too much on his size."

While she was explaining all this Manty was sitting there frozen. As she described her first time with another man he felt shocked, his heart seemed to stop at one point, and his breath came in ragged breathes. At one point he had began to feel sorry for her and to understand why she did that guy, however now he was feeling the same emotions he had felt at the Rental only less powerfully. 

She continued, "He lasted this second time a long time, which was good for me. It took me a while to work up to a second climax. He did fill me more then you and he did go in deeper. Much deeper but at the same time he didn't do anything extra. He just seemed to bludgeon his way in and out. At one point I lifted myself up to watch him enter me. It was a turn on to see that big guy disappear up my, uh, pussy while at the same time feeling him fill me. I say big guy because even though he was large he was not a monster, for which I was glad even in my state. 

"Soon after I laid back down my climax hit. It started slow and built until I was almost screamed. As you know I get louder the more aroused I am. I was loud at the end there, not as loud as I had been with you many times, since as I said it was only a six, but s 'till up there. Just before it hit I started bucking back at him trying to get in deeper and to pump faster. He didn't, but then it hit and I didn't care. After my back finished arching and I fell back I breathed deeply but he just kept on going at the same speed. After maybe two minutes or even four, he finally increase his pumping. His being inside me s 'till felt good and I had laid back to enjoy the feeling. Soon after his increase in speed he finally again made a noise. He said something I could not understand then grunted very loudly and long. He jammed his long shaft even further in me. Too far really for he nicked an ovary. Just hard enough to send a medium jab of pain through me. Then I felt his sperm start to shot inside me. Time after time I felt a liquid hotness explode out of him. He must have filled my pussy as much as he had my mouth. 

"When he was done I looked at the clock and said that he had eight minutes to get dressed and back to work. He was surprised by that, but pulled out quickly, and started cleaning himself up with a hand cloth from the bathroom. While undressing he had been careful to lay out his clothes neatly and now he hurriedly put them all back on. I just lay there and watched him. He rushed to the door but turned and thanked me for it had been a great time, I said something back to him even though I am not sure what now. It had not been so great for me even it had not been bad. I was somewhat disappointed but I didn't want to say that to him so I said a couple instructions that if followed would make him a better lover. He said thanks then finished by saying the blow job had been one of the best and that I was a great fuck, then he was out the door.

I laid there disappointed. None of it had been bad even if rushed a bit, but it hadn't been as good as I had anticipated either. It had not been as good as I was used to. Even on our honeymoon, as inexperienced as we were, you had done better then him. And I wasn't sure if I liked that last comment he made. True part of me, my feminine pride, rejoiced that I was a good a fuck' to a young stud, but yet most of me didn't want to be just a a fuck'. 

"I had been partially sated and I was calming down sexually speaking."

She paused as Manty stood up. His posture had finally made his back hurt enough for the pain to get through his state of mind and heart. He stood up and began to pace back and forth slowly. His emotions had been such that he had had to do something physically anyway.

She continued, "I'm not sure how long I lay there after he left but eventually I realized what I had done and I started crying. I couldn't understand why I had been such a slut. I knew how I rationalized it, but I had felt that way before and never cheated. Of course I had never been through a miscarriage before but s 'till. Then to top it off it hadn't been that good. I had cheated for the first time which was bad enough, but to make it worst it had been a disappointment. I realized that is contradictory but that was my emotional state."

She looked up at her husband at that point and with tears in her years she said, "I went through the rest of the conference almost like a robot. I was glad when it was over and I could come home. The stud tried to get my attention a couple of times, maybe he really did think I gave good blow jobs, but I ignored him."




Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 02



She paused and said, "I... meant to tell you. The whole next day I was racked by quilt as I said and on the plane ride back home I just kept going over the whole thing in my head and wondered how I was going to tell you. As I'm sure you remember I was very aroused when I got home, we had almost nonstop sex that night and I didn't stop attacking you for a week. At that the time I explained that it was because I was so horny and that I wanted you. That was only two-thirds correct. I was s 'till horny, as I explained I was only partially sated by that young stud, which meant I was s 'till more horny then anytime I could remember. I also did want you. I will swear by anything you want me to that I wanted you. I forgot to mention it but on the trip there I daydreamed about you. I did lust after every male and I did flirt but more time was spent thinking about your body. Which was why my panties were completely soaked by the time I got to the hotel. I had expected to see a patch of wetness on my pants at anytime.  

"On the trip back I thought of you. Some of the time I was surprised I didn't start balling right there on the plane. I had to hide the tears in my eyes. At the same time there were periods of time where I had wet panties again thinking of your body and what I wanted to do with it. 

"The third reason I was so sexually aggressive was that I wanted to make up to you what I had done. You, of course, didn't know that, but that was in my mind. After we got home I tried to tell you, but the words wouldn't come out. I even called your name once and you looked at me but I just couldn't say the words. So I attacked you instead. Two days later I was determined to tell you but you were being so loving, telling me how you much you missed me, giving me flowers and a card, I just couldn't spoil that. One reason I could not was that it would hurt you."

Manty stopped walking and said in a hurt ironic tone, "That's what they all say."

"That's true but I will swear by anything you want that in my case I really was thinking that."

Manty had to think on what she had just said, for that phrase met something. Whenever Darlinia wanted to make sure everyone knew she was not lying she said that. If she wanted to make a promise that she would keep no matter what, she said that. He had seen it in action, she had taken great pains to fulfill promises even to her hurt, after she emphasized the promise with that phrase. Of course she usually didn't lie even when not saying that phrase but it emphasized her statements. She did not use it often. 

She continued, "It was true that I was protecting myself also. I didn't want you to lose respect for me, but I did care about not hurting you."

He looked at her and said, "I would have forgiven you. It would have hurt of course, but I know I would have forgiven you."

"I know that," she said as she looked down again, tears forming in her eyes.

"I... it got easier and easier not telling you so eventually I just let the idea go. I never completely forgot about what I did even though I stopped thinking about it for periods of time."

He started to say something but she beat him to it, "No, I didn't daydream about him. Even on the plane trip back when I was s 'till so aroused. For a couple weeks afterward I did sometimes think about how he felt inside me, but I never fantasized about it and I never thought of him while we made love."

There was a pause than "What about you lover? When did you meet him?"

"I first met him close to a year and a half after the stud, which was almost twelve months ago."

"You said..."

"I know what I said. Our affair began ten months ago, but we had sex one time close to a year ago. It was just supposed to a one night stand. Or one night and one afternoon. As I said already I was on another business trip, this one was eight days long."

Manty nodded since he remembered that trip it had been one of the rare trips that lasted more then two days.

She continued as she looked at any place but his face, "That was during another bad time in my life, one you didn't seem to be aware of. I was depressed because of something going on at work and because of what was happening with my mother and my sister." 

He nodded again, since he had known about her mother and sister even though he hadn't known about work.

"You had recently started to take me for granted. No flowers for a while, you were expecting me to do things for you around the house more and more, plus we hadn't had sex for two weeks. In the four days before that we had had only two quickies. I was at the beginning of my sexual peak and quickies just didn't fulfill my needs any more. Now you didn't notice I was mopping around the house. 

"I went on the trip somewhat peeved at you, as the eight days went by I got more and more upset at you as well as more and more horny. Day seven also happened to be one week before my period. I had started the trip horny, but I became more so because of my period getting closer. At the same time I was PMSing which was why I got more angrier at you as time went by. During that month both, PMS and horniness seemed to hit me harder then usual. 

"The first night after I took care of the business I was sent to do, I had dinner and went to my room to read or watch TV. However that night I started thinking about everything going on at work, my mother's physical problems and what was happening to my sister. I got depressed, it was worst then any time since all this stuff began. You called to make sure I got there OK, which I did appreciate, but you were not the help you usually were. Maybe because you didn't sense I was depressed or because I was thinking of you taking me for granted, I don't know but voice did not make me feel better. I eventually fell asleep and the next morning I was better, not emotionally normal, but not actually depressed either. That night I decided not to be alone in my room so after dinner I went to the hotel's lounge. I had some wine and just sat. A couple of people I knew came by and we chatted for a while. After they left a somewhat handsome man came along, but he soon saw I wasn't interested in being picked up and he left. And for your information I usually got hit on at these conventions. Sometimes only once and sometimes two or three times a night. I have always shown I am not interested even after that night with the young stud. There have been some handsome guys who seemed nice and who I was attracted to but I never considered going to bed with them for more then a few seconds. Until the third night of that conference that is. 

After three classes of wine, drunk very slowly, and after a little bit more chatting with people I knew I went to bed. That evening had been a lot better, it was more relaxed and enjoyable. The next night I decided to repeat it. Again after dinner I went to the lounge and found a nice sized booth to sit in. I was hoping for more people I knew to come by and chat. A couple did, but they soon left. Half an hour later a stranger came by. He had drifted back and forth two or three times that evening and finally sat down. On the far side of the booth. He excused himself and said that most booths were full and he just wanted to talk. He had a class of wine also so I figured he was not a drunk or some other weirdo. 

"We did just talk, that was when I found out that he was from around here, but was in that city for another convention at the same hotel. And I found out his name was Tony. Hmm, even as he sat down I was attracted to him. I am not sure why. He is not as handsome as some men, but as soon as he sat down I was drawn toward him. That night I made sure I didn't move any closer to him, however within half and hour of chatting he knew I was depressed. You had been living with me for four days and didn't even know it. 

"After a while I said good night and left to go to bed. The next day was more of the same, with meetings I had to attend. I finally got to a late dinner and afterward I went straight to the lounge and had a class of wine. Tony showed up soon after I sat down. He again had a class of wine and again asked to sit. I said of course. I realized because of my attraction to him I should have said no, but I had no reason to, he hadn't made any passes, no sexual suggestions or anything else along those lines. 

"We talked more and I got more horny. I s 'till could not figure out why. By the end of the night we were seating next to each other. When they say animal magnetism they're right. We seemed to just drift together. Once I had to get up and use the ladies room and when I got back I scooted closer. He did the same a bit later, however I am not sure how we got right next to each other. I could feel his warmth and drew me more. We touched hands that night a couple of times and it was like a light charge of electricity shot through my hand, right down to between my legs. I resisted the temptation to kiss him good night, however as he got up to leave I looked at his fly. He was hard, I almost gasped as I realized that he was as attracted to me as I was to him. Sudden desire shot through me as I realized that. I had been getting wet all evening, but that began a flood. After I got back to my room I masturbated. I didn't bother with warming myself up, I didn't need to. I just stuck two fingers of one hand in my tunnel and began thrusting them in and out fast, at the same time I used two fingers of my other hand to rub my clitoris. It didn't take long to have a climax. It was a four, and it helped some, but not enough. I had a some erotic dreams that night, most of which I could not recall enough of to do who they were about. I just knew they had been erotic. I was horny the next morning but managed to get through the day OK. That night after dinner I was calmer. I started feeling guilty because I knew it was Tony making me feel that way. When he came by that night I almost told him I didn't want to see him. I couldn't figure out how to though. I then almost stood up and left, I was very close to doing that but didn't. I wish I had.

"After he sat we just talked like we had been doing, again we moved closer. I am not sure how. I can recall sliding a little closer twice to hear him better but next thing I knew I was right next to him. My side was touching his."

Here she paused to look up to see what his reaction was. He was s 'till pacing, looking much like a lion in a cage that had decided to attack the first thing that came into its cage. He was again feeling the jealously, hurt, betrayal and shock. He couldn't stand to listen to her recitation of her cheating but at the same time he could not not listen to it either. This conflict clearly showed on his face. 

She saw what she what she had done to him and began to cry. To really cry not just tears forming in her eyes. She had known he would be hurt if he discovered her affair but this pain went beyond what she had expected. He glanced at her and saw her tears running down her face and falling onto the sheet between her legs. 

At that moment all he could think of was what was also between her legs on the sheet. She hadn't moved from that spot where he had fucked her, since she began her sorry tale. That meant that the gob made up of his sperm, her cum and her lover's sperm that had flowed out of her slit was s 'till there, right where her tears were falling. He thought it was very symbolic.

After a few seconds he said, "Please continue."

He said it in such an unemotional voice that she looked up sharply at him for his uncaring. She then realized why he was being so uncaring and just sniffed, stifled the tears and sighed.

"Soon...soon we were kissing. His tongue was in my mouth, mine was in his, I chewed on his lips. He whispered in my ear that he had masturbated the last evening after leaving me. He had been so worked up, he had done it again this morning. I said I had done it the night before hard and fast. Then I felt his hand on my leg. I had worn the shortest skirt I had taken. It ended a few inches above my knees. His hand was just above my knee and I knew it would be moving up in a second or two. I didn't care. I wanted to kiss him more. He slowly slide his hand up, he stopped suddenly and jerked his hand back out of the skirt once when I moved. I was only getting more comfortable. Which he must have realized because his hand was soon back. After a minute or two of slowly moving up he touched my panties, I noticed that his hand was shaking as if he was a nervous teen. He waited to see what I would do and when I just kissed even harder he moved his hand up further. I wanted him to touch me there. I was super wet already and already moving toward a climax. If just kissing him was doing that to me I wanted to see what him touching my love tunnel and clitoris would do." 

She paused and in a guilty voice said, "I never once thought of you or the kids during this time."

She paused again sniffed and continued, "Soon he placed one finger on the outside of my love tunnel. As he did I jumped. He hastily pulled his hand back, but I had jumped for pleasure. I whispered in his ear to move it back. He did and I jumped again. His hand was just on the outside of my panties but I already was feeling like he was finger fucking me. I placed my hand on his hardness and he jumped. I stroked him and he groaned loudly. There was hardly any people in the lounge that night because of two meetings going on, but I s 'till decided we were making too much noise, I asked if we could go to his room. He just jumped up and said lets go. 

"As soon as the door closed in his room, we were all over each other. Kissing and feeling each other through our clothes. I helped him take off my blouse and bra. He immediately began to suck on my nipples. As he did he kept complimenting them. Soon he reached his hand up my dress and found my joy button. After a few minutes of rubbing it he pulled his hand back down pushed two fingers into my slit. No hesitating or nervousness this time. The fingers slipped in easy and he started stroking them in and out fast. He tried to get to my G-spot, but the awkwardness of his arm under my dress would not allow him to. I didn't need his fingers there to excite me, however.

"Soon after I was naked and laying on the bed with my legs spread. I was ready for whatever he wanted. He knelt down at the edge of the bed and licked my slit. God, I was in heaven. I was so stirred up by his fingers inside and his mouth on my breasts I almost had an orgasm while standing, now after just five licks I had one. A good one, maybe a seven or an eight even. He kept licking and soon I stopped him and quickly moved around so I could suck him off. He tasted so good, his precum sent waves of pleasure through my mouth. When he cam, I almost cam again.

"Soon after we fucked and soon after we fucked again. I lost count of my orgasms, but one was a nine. Maybe a nine and a quarter. We fell asleep and woke earlier in the morning. We would have had sex again but we both had appointments, it was the last day of the conference after all. I hurried to my room and cleaned up. We didn't see each other until lunch. He found me and asked how I was. I said guilty but sated. He said he felt the same but he wanted one more round. So we skipped an afternoon meeting and fucked. 

"And when I say we fucked I am not just using an obscene word I don't usually use. It describes best what we did. We did not make love. After we were done he gave me his business card with his home phone and we said bye. I said I don't plan on continuing this. He said he knew, but if I ever wanted to get in touch with him, I would have it. 

"We were in my room this time, so he dressed and left. I cleaned up, changed and went to a last meeting. I felt guilty the whole meeting, I hardly took the notes I was supposed to. I couldn't believe I did it again. This time was different, for one thing it was a whole lot more enjoyable then last time, but s 'till, I almost cried three times during the meeting. 

"As you know when I came home I attacked you. For five days I wouldn't let you alone, unless we with the kids. 

He stopped his pacing, crossed his arms across his chest and said, "So all that time you did things to me and allowed me to do things to you because you felt guilty?"

"Noo, well... part way. I did miss you. I wanted you. Please believe me that I wanted your body next to mine, I needed your body next to mine. But yes some of that was because of guilt. I didn't complain about your fingers in my anus because of guilt. I...I... I almost told you three times."

"I would have forgiven you, just like I would have forgiven you for the first time."

Sniff, "I know, but I didn't want to hurt you, you are usually so good to me."

He gave her a look that said "Yeah, right."

She saw it and said, "Please believe me. I really didn't want to hurt you and, yes, I didn't want you to see me as a woman who couldn't control herself and have you wonder when I would do it again."

She sniffed some more and finally wiped her nose on a sheet. They would need cleaning anyway.

He said, "I know when you called him to began your affair."

She looked up at him in surprise and he continued, "Now that I know my suspicions have been proven correct, it was easy to figure out. It was the night of the special date I missed out on. That was when I knew you were having an affair."

She looked at him with puzzlement and he explained, "When you came home that night it was clear you had had sex. You were looking very satisfied and sated. I convinced myself it was just because you had succeeded in going out to dinner and the show by yourself. While denying me both the pleasure of seeing it and being with you."

She nodded and said, "I had planned that night for three months, I wanted badly to see the play and to have a nice relaxing dinner before hand. I had arranged for your parents to take the kids for two days so there would be no interruptions from them. However as the evening approached I began to think of it as something even more special. You had been taking me for granted, you hadn't bought me flowers or even a card for months. We were auguring more, you were working late and sometimes not even calling. Then you forgot my birthday. A week before the date you put me down at a party, you thought I didn't hear but I did. I thought the date would be a good relaxing romantic evening we could spend together.

"Then you forgot and worked late."

In a testy aspirated tone he said, "I did not forgot. We have discussed this before, more then once." 

He paused for a moment to get himself under control and continued, "There was an emergency at work. I mean a once in a life time emergency. Some virus had gotten into the main computer and was wrecking files. Our back up computer half way across the country had just been destroyed by an earthquake. We hadn't had time to replace it yet. Everyone had to work late to try to save what we could or to redo certain new files from memory. We had just received some new important orders that had to be processed immediately. I called you on your cell phone, and when you didn't answer I left a text message."

"I never got that message, maybe you called the wrong number and left it with the wrong person, or it got swallowed up in Internet hyperspace as you say. I checked a number of times while I was waiting for you. That morning you promised you were going to be home at four-thirty that afternoon. No matter what, come hell or high water you would be there. At five I began to get worried, when you say something that way you always come though. I thought for sure you had had an accident. At five-forty-five I called your work. The person who answered the phone said nothing about an emergency, just that a special project had come up and you were busy working on it. I thanked the person nicely but I almost threw the phone across the room. You knew what this date meant to me but you got busy and forgot even after swearing you be home on time to get ready for an early dinner."




Do For Lust Won't Do For Luv Ch. 02



"He opened his mouth to speak but she continued, "Yes, I know, now, what happened, but that was how I felt then. I had just spent forty-five minutes deeply worrying you had gotten hurt and now it looked like you had just gotten busy. I screamed in frustration then decided to go without you. Someone would enjoy the special dinner and play. That was when I thought that I didn't have to go alone. I fished Tony's card out of my wallet and called his home number. 

"I was all nice and proper when his wife answered. I explained I was a business associate of her husband's, we had met at a conference and I had a once in a life time deal for his business. He got on the line and I gave him my name. I asked if he recalled the business conversation we had had at the conference. He said that of course he recalled that meeting. I said that I had had a business dinner all lined up but my prospect most have forgotten and that I had remembered our conversation. I was calling to see if he was interested in a once in a life time deal. He said that of course he would interested but that at the end of our last meeting I had made it clear that that chance meeting would probably be our only one. I said that that statement would s 'till be true if my business prospect had not forgotten the planned dinner meeting tonight but since he had forgotten, and since everything was set up for dinner already, it opened the door for this opportunity for him and his business. He said that in that case he would be there. I told him which restaurant to go to and what time. He said he would be a bit late since he had to change. I said I understood and I would wait but that he better not forget also. He said he understood and we both hung up.

"I had some brochures in my car describing the business I work for I figure I would give a couple of each to Tony so he would have something to show his wife. It was a business he would be interesting in. I was already dressed, so I grabbed both tickets and left the house. I got to the restaurant before he did and had a couple of drinks while I waited. I could not recall every being as angry at you as I was that night and as I waited I thought about all the slights you had given me lately. You had forgotten my birthday and now to make things worst you got busy and forgot this date. I hadn't called Tony to have sex with him but at that moment I knew I would, not only to give me some special enjoyment for all you had put me through that night but also to get back at you. I decided on something special."

Here Manty nodded in a way that indicated that he knew what was coming.

But she didn't explain yet as she continued with her story, "He arrived a thirty minutes late but we had a nice talk as we ate dinner. I had ordered for him already since it was getting late so dinner did not take long. We s 'till managed to arrive a little early to the theater. Since our tickets were numbered and we knew our seats were safe we wondered around in the lobby. We found a dark area to make out in. Just kisses at that time. Hungry open mouth kisses that began as simple kisses. In case anyone who knew him or knew me saw us we tried to stand or even walk as if we just happened to be next to each other. 

The musical was as good as I hoped it would be, the songs and dancing were superb. I relaxed and had a good time. During intermission we spent half the time in dark areas kissing and petting. At one point he managed to get a hand up my dress and as we kissed, he got one finger part way into my slit. He also rubbed my anus with another. He pushed it part way in, up to one knuckle. Maybe he felt me tense but that was as far as he pushed. He kept trying to get his other finger in deeper it was at a bad angle to go deeply. His finger in my anus felt both good and bad. I kinda liked the feel, but it was also uncomfortable. 

The other half of the intermission we stood around as before trying to look like we just happened to be standing somewhat close to each other. Afterward he drove to a secluded spot not far away. We didn't have time to go a motel. We made out passionately, in no time I had his shaft out and was feeling it again. I sighed as I did knowing what was coming. He had his hand up my dress and as I spread my legs he rubbed my clit through my panties for a couple of minutes then quickly pushed two fingers through the waistband and into my slit all in one motion. I gasped in pleasure and humped against his fingers. Soon after this I took off my panties and he pushed his pants down. I climbed on his lap and as he held his shaft up I pushed myself down on it. There was no room for him to lick me but I had decided to go down on him. We played around like that 'til he had two orgasms."

Many stopped pacing again, again crossed his arms across his chest and said , "Let me guess his second orgasm was from a blow job and it was just as you were leaving. You finished him off the first time with one too?"

Even though asked as question that last was more a statement. She looked at Manty funny and said "Yes, after I had a climax with him in me I got off him and sucked on him. Didn't take long for him to climax. We didn't kiss much after that. How did you know?"

"I remember when you came in with that sluttish smile on your face. I had gotten a special OK to leave before all the work was done and had gotten home in time to join you at the end of dinner. I ran from the car to the door of our house unbuttoning my short as I went. I did know how important this was to you but as I checked the place you had kept the tickets I couldn't find mine. I tore the house apart looking for it in the obvious places and not so obvious places. I finally came to the conclusion you had taken both, maybe had called a girlfriend or some such. You were not answering your cell phone, so all I could do was wait and bare the storm when you got home. I was surprised when you acted so hot when you walked in, immediately you kissed me hard with lost of promise of things to come. You shoved your tongue into my mouth and grabbed my tongue with your teeth so that I would shove it into your mouth. I suppose you kept his sperm in your mouth as long as you could before swallowing."

She looked down and nodded, "I was s 'till so angry at you, the play, and the sex had done very little to relieve that. As I said I have never been as angry and hurt by you as I was that night, even during the big fights we had the second year of our marriage I never was that mad. Half of the reason I called him was to get back at you. During every action we did that night you were on my mind. I kept thinking take that Manty'."

He said, "I knew something was up later as you got ready for bed, showing me your body as in invitation, but at the same time your body language said I wasn't getting any that night. You were trying to tell me that you had had sex with another man and I wasn't getting any. At the same time perhaps subconsciously I knew why you had kissed me like that, just as deep down I had known you had had sex. That was why I told you all I had tasted on your breath was alcohol. That was true I did taste alcohol but you might be glad to know that there was something else there too. Something different."

She winced and said, "I would have been glad then but I'm not now," she looked up at his face and said, "I do love you, I am sorry for doing that, it was totally uncalled for. I was sorry for it the next day, but I couldn't apologize without telling you exactly what I had done."

"So when was next?"

"Two weeks later Tony came to see me at work. I had told him where I worked and how I used the conference room as an office since I was part time. He had business in another part of the building. He told me that his wife had been extra suspicious that evening, she most have sensed something also. The brochures I had given him along with some events from actual sales dinners which he added to his tale, seem to have convinced her. We talked and at one point I hinted at that I would not mind if we got together again. A week later he came again this time, he timed it to when I would be for sure alone. He made sure I was alone, then locked the door. He came over and I stood for something and he grabbed me and started kissing me. I said something about the door and he said it was locked already. I melted in his arms and we made love, I mean we fucked, there in the conference room. He left soon after. As I said before I really was not interested in cuddling with him as I do with you. That conference room became one of our favorite places to have sex."

"Which meant you had to work longer hours to make up for what he interrupted?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, even though sometimes he would wait 'til I was done. We had sex in various places. Here and at his house. In a hotel near the school where most of the meetings I attended were located, at two out of town conferences I went to. He joined me at one and at the other he had to stay with his wife but he s 'till managed to sneak off from her to see me."

Manty had nodded at the revelation of the hotel since he had suspected it, but at the mention of the conference his face harden even more. 

She continued, "And I went with him on one trip out of town. It was the third month of our affair."

"I recall that trip, so it was a complete lie?"

"Yes, but that was the last time I lied to you that way. I didn't like doing it and felt worst then usual about it. From then on I told very few complete lies to you and I hardly ever skipped having sex with you so I could have sex with him. In fact there were times he had sloppy seconds from you. He didn't seem to mind."

"I know of one incident where you not only lied, completely, but you also denied me so you could have sex with him."

She looked up puzzled and he continued with an accusatory tone, "It was the business trip I went on without having sex because you began your period supposedly early. You knew I was to be gone for four weeks and you knew we had not had sex for a week before that. It was the night before I was to leave and therefore the last time we could have sex before I left. You came home late from work with the sad news that you had for once started early. You didn't even gave me a blow job or even a hand job. You don't know what I went through on that trip trying to stay faithful to you. It seemed like almost every woman who were willing to have sex knew I was horny. I saw legs and breasts all month. Toward the end one got me alone in a conference room and tried to give me a lap dance to seduce me. To stop her I had to stand up and let her drop to the floor. She finally left but, God, I almost let her continue. Now I find out that you were getting your jollies off here at home."

Darlinia winced at that and said, "I am sorry. I had planned on having sex with you that night but Tony came by at the last moment. We started kissing and the next thing I knew I was on my back on the table with my panties off and my dress up around my hips. I said no not now but it was too late he was inside me. We screwed twice with very little rest in between. On my way home I was desperate to figure out how to keep you from having sex with me. I knew you would be able to tell it was sloppy seconds, and if you tried to lick me it would be even worst. I decided that saying I needed to take a shower would be no help since I knew you would join me in the shower. I knew I would be having a period while you were gone so I figure that lie would go undetected. You are right I should have done something to help you but I was so keyed up with the close call I just didn't think of doing anything.

"I tried to make up for it once you got back."

"Yes I recall. You did make me glad I didn't stray."

"That was one of the few times I didn't make sure you were taken care of. When I had to choose between him and you I almost always choose you. He felt so good I can't describe it but I love you and always wanted your body next to mine. When we celebrated our anniversary I told him no sex for two weeks before and one week after. I wanted to make sure nothing interfered with our lovemaking as we celebrated our love for each other and that I would be horny enough for you to do what you wanted."

"You had me fooled with the hunger you displayed."

"It wasn't faked, I did want you and not just because I hadn't had sex with Tony for a while. I know I am saying this a lot but you have got to understand that I never stopped loving you nor wanting you. It is you that I want to coddle with not him and you who I want to sleep with. Tony and I slept together a couple of times, once was in this house while you were gone,"

"I'm surprised none of our neighbors mentioned that someone spent the night. Some are just nosy, and probably won't say anything, but we are close enough to a couple so they would feel comfortable with saying something, if they thought you had a man over all night."

"I made sure his car was parked down the street and that he left before most of the neighbors would be up. If anyone did see him obviously it was the nosy ones. But to continue, we slept together once, actually two nights in a row, on that conference I took him along on. It wasn't the same because its you I love not him."

His frustrations boiled up again as she paused, he looked at her and said in a voice full of anger, hurt and frustration, "You keep saying that bitch!"

As he said bitch she felt like he had slapped her hard, her head jerked up, fresh tears welled up in her eyes, this time more of pain then shame. He had never called her that before. Even during the worst of their fights, and they had had some douses over the years, he always refrained from calling her names. It just wasn't in him to do that.

She looked shocked and puzzled and tried to say in a voice full of pain, "But... but...I, I, I do."

"You keep saying you love me, I believe you for I have seen you act out that love and I believe you just lust after that bastard but I saw you at the rental. I saw what you will do for lust that you won't do for love. And you have stated other things you have done for lust that you won't do for love."

She looked at him with puzzlement obvious on her face.

He uncrossed his arms and began to count off each thing as he stated it.

"First, I saw what nightgown you wore over to the rental. I bought that gown over a year ago and you have worn it twice for me. In fact how long has it been since you wore one of those gowns for me? Along the same lines I saw you buy a nightgown over a month ago. One I have not seen since, and I have looked for it. 

"Second, I heard the words you used for him, words I have asked you to use for me but you never do.

"Third, from your own words you have allowed him to go with you on two trips and you went on one of his. I have asked you to take me along me along or to come along on some of my shorter trips. We could have arranged something for the kids and at times I could have taken vacation time to go with you, But you always say no it would distract you too much."

During the last sentence his voice raised in volume as he expressed his anger but at the same time his voice managed to portray hurt.

"Fourth, I have thought it would be exciting to make love either in my office or at your place again you always decline. 

"Fifth, you allowed that bastard to fuck you in the ass while you barely let me push in one finger part way. Yes, a couple times you have allowed me to place two fingers in half way but today I saw him prepare you with two fingers all the way in and then I saw him place his dick at you anus. He pushed it in all the way and began to fuck you there. And you enjoyed it!!"

She gasped at this and looked mortified.

"You let him have a taste of something I have been trying to get for years."

He paused for a moment then asked, "How long have you been letting that bastard fuck you in the ass?"

She winced again, realizing afresh just how upset he was for he never used that type of language.

She said, "Since the sixth month of our affair. He worked his way slowly into it. He managed to get one finger all the way in by the twelve time we had sex. He did it slowly, starting with the tip our fourth time. When I was aroused enough that electricity or whatever between us made even that feel good. I even asked for it a couple of times. By the third month, maybe even the first part of the four he had succeeded in placing two fingers half way in. I did tell him no at times but usually I was so turned on by that time I either didn't mind or it added to my arousal. He usually waited 'till I was very turned on before going to the next step."

"Just like I tried to do but it didn't work for me, your husband, the man you love."

She asked in a low voice, "Would it help if I explained that during our second or third time together I told him I hadn't had anal sex yet and that I was waiting for you to do it? Or that when we did do it, I hadn't plan to. Yes I had let him put in two fingers, sometimes. And yes at times they felt very good but it was s 'till in my mind to have you do it first."

"No, it doesn't help because rather you planned to or not you s 'till let him and you s 'till have said no to me."

"But I didn't want him to he took it upon himself to try to expand my horizon. It was on a Saturday we were at his house. His wife was gone for the weekend and we started making out. I for some reason was more aroused then usual and as he touched my clit and slit I knew I was on my way to a number of powerful orgasms. He rubbed my clit through my panties and soon I pulled them off fast almost ripping them so he could get inside me better. He pushed two fingers in and quickly found my G-spot. I had an orgasm soon after. Then he kissed and sucked my clit just like I like. He nibbled on the end then sucked the whole thing in his mouth."

"I know what you like you don't have to go into detail."

She nodded as if to say of course you do, "Anyway during that time I asked him to push two fingers in. It was one of the few times I was so turned on I couldn't wait to feel them in my anus. He immediately, without missing a beat with his mouth or other hand busy inside my slit, he slowly pushed first one, then a second finger up my rectum. I was s 'till on my back and he couldn't separate my butt cheeks as he usually did but he s 'till managed to find the right spot. Soon after I told him to fuck me, which he did. I am not sure how he managed it but he kept those two fingers in as he scooted up on top of me. I had to guide his shaft to the right spot but once his head touched the opening to my slit he pushed in fairly quickly. I didn't mind since I wanted him in me that second. A second later he pulled almost out then pushed in hard again. Soon he had a nice rhythm going as he fucked me. I felt the build up of a second more powerful orgasm. I was feeling so good I knew it was going to be a nine, at least. I was feeling so good I wanted something else in with his fingers. I asked him to put in three.

"He said, that he had something better, I didn't get what he meant. He withdrew completely from my slit and the fingers from my anus. I immediately protested because I was close. He said just a minute he had to do something. He reposition me to my hands and knees. He somehow started rubbing my clit with one hand as he pushed his shaft back into my clit and after a few quick thrusts that brought me even closer he withdrew. I swear I had no idea what was next. He increased the pressure of now two fingers on my clit, That was enough to almost sent my off. I groaned and told him to hurry. While I was groaning he placed his shaft at my anus and pushed."

She looked up at him in earnestness, "I swear I did not realize what he was doing until he had the head of his shaft in. I groaned in pain even though there was surprising little as I felt his shaft begin to force its way up my rectum. I let out a small yelp then said No, Not that, my husband, but he was half way in by then. I felt pain and I felt pleasure at the same time. His fingers were s 'till going strong on my clit and I could feel my orgasm building fast. I tried again to tell him to take it out but I got as far as Please take when groans started coming out of my mouth and all I could think of was the pleasure of an intense orgasm. He did pull it back and I thought he had heard me but before it was all the way out he began to push back in. He had thought he had hurt me so he started again slower. He finally pushed it all the way and I felt his balls slapping my slit. God, it felt so good. Please forgive me but as he pulled back out I let out a small pleasure scream and when he thrust back in all the way all I could do was lift my head back and let out a combination groan and scream. He asked if I was Ok and I told him yes, its so good. Of course I was so close to one of the most intense orgasm of my life that anything would have felt good.