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The Email Cuckold
by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)

Part One

***

Ken and Karen's love life had declined over the decade 
of their relationship. But the spark of passion flames 
again when they discover a new facet of their sexuality 
that turns them both on. (MF, exh, voy, oral, rom)

***

Ken looked at his email. There were a half a dozen new 
emails from his posting on Craigs List and he wondered if 
any of them would truly pan out.

"Hey Ken, I'm home!" His wife Karen called from 
downstairs.

"Welcome home honey, I'll be down in a moment." He 
looked at his computer and knew his time was limited. He 
typed up a generic response that he could send to all 
six emails.

***

Thanks for your response to my posting! My wife is going 
out to Barleycorn's around 10 pm tonight! She'll be out 
with her girl friends but feel free to hit on her. We've 
talked about how hot she gets when a stranger shows 
interest. Play your cards right and you might get a hot 
MILF to take home.

Physically, she's short... only 4'11 with a lovely rack 
and a nice full booty. She weighs about 130 lbs with 
blue eyes and brown hair. I've attached a head shot so 
you can better recognize her.

Again, all I ask is that you fill me in with the 
details... let's make this happen!

***

Quickly, Ken pasted the message into the various emails 
and sent them out. He felt a faint stirring at what 
might happen tonight before his wife interrupted him.

"Ken! Is dinner ready yet?"

Ken shut down his computer. "Just about Karen!" 

He ran down the stairs to get the chicken and potatoes 
out of the oven. Karen was organizing the papers from 
her briefcase. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek as 
he walked past. As he set the table for dinner, he 
glanced at his wife. Deep in thought, he already 
imagined her dolled up for a night with the girls. He 
hoped she would wear the turquoise shirt, it really 
showed her cleavage off.

The idea for his posting came a few months before when 
he and his wife had hit a sexual low. Their love making 
and fallen off to once every few months and lacked any 
real passion. It almost seemed that they both felt they 
"should" rather than they "needed" to. Between work, 
kids, and the same old pattern, the flame of romance was 
barely a flicker.

Then Karen had come home one night drunk.

Ken was in mid wank and horned up. Karen was drunk and 
horned up. 

"Honey, I'm a bit drunk." She slurred slightly as she 
had come into their bedroom.

Ken slammed down the laptop and futilely tried pulling 
up his pjs.

Karen smiled and she licked her lips. "What are you 
doing there?" She stumbled to the bed and snaked her 
hand beneath the covers and grabbed his cock. "Oh! There 
he is!" Her hand began stroking up and down his cock. 
"Looking at porn? Naughty!"

"Karen!" Ken gasped.

She pressed against him, kissing him before stepping 
away. With a flirty smile, she gave a slow strip tease. 
After her dress slipped off, her bra barely contained 
her D cup breasts. Ken breathed deeply, he had always 
loved the curves on his wife. She moved her hands over 
those mounds and clutched them. She unclasped her bra 
and moved towards Ken. With a laugh, she shook them in 
his face. 

When he reached up to grab them, she gave him a gentle 
slap on the face. "No! No touching!" He grabbed one of 
her tits, and she pushed him back with surprising force. 
"I said no. Do you want me to stop playing?"

Ken shook his head and put hands behind his head.

Satisfied, Karen removed her panties. She grabbed his 
cock and leaned over and began sucking it. Ken groaned 
at the feel of his wife's warm mouth. Her hand firmly on 
his shaft that still peeked out of her mouth and her 
tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

"Oh yeah baby... that feels so good." Ken reveled in the 
sensation. He couldn't remember the last time she had 
given him head.

Suddenly her mouth was gone and Ken opened his eyes with 
disappointment. But it was soon replaced with a smile as 
he saw his wife straddle him and then descend on his 
member with one smooth, deep motion.

Karen moaned. "Oh yeah."

He made eye contact with her and saw her smile. What had 
gotten into his wife? He saw her nipples tighten. She 
began moving her hips, her hands moved up and began 
kneading her breasts. God, he loved when she did that!

"What's gotten Karen?"

She blushed, but didn't answer.

Ken tentatively moved his hands onto her knees, when 
there was no complaint, he moved them up her thighs. 
"What's gotten my wife so hot?"

She shook her head.

"It's ok baby, tell your husband."

"You'll get mad."

He grabbed her hips so he could thrust deeper in her. 
"Do I look mad? Tell me what's gotten into you."

She met his thrusts. "Well..."

"C'mon baby. Tell me."

"The girls and I were out at Barleycorn's dancing up a 
storm and I felt someone dance up behind me." Karen 
avoided her husband's eyes, but her hips moved faster. 
"Normally I just dance away and into my group of 
friends, but I guess I had a lot to drink by this time. 
And then I felt his hands on my hips, pressing my ass 
against him. I looked at my friends expecting them to 
help me pull away, but they were cheering instead."

"Yeah baby? It made you hot?" Ken could feel his own 
climax begin to build.

"I turned. This guy couldn't have been older than 22 or 
23! And he was hot! When I turned, he grabbed me, 
grinded against me. I could feel his... I could feel 
him!"

"Was it big, baby?"

Karen blushed and put her hands on her husband's chest 
so she could move faster. "Oh yeah..." It barely came 
out as more than a whisper.

"Imagine if he could see you know babe! Legs spread... 
riding my cock." Ken didn't normally talk dirty but he 
could his wife close her eyes and her head tilted back. 
"He'd probably come up behind you and start playing with 
your beautiful tits." Ken's hands snaked up and kneaded 
her breasts and his wife moaned in pleasure. His right 
hand moved up her neck to her face. He then pushed a 
finger into her mouth. "Maybe you'd even suck on his 
cock."

She groaned in pleasure and sucked his entire finger in 
and out. The erotic vision of his wife's passion pushed 
Ken to the edge of climax.

"Karen, I'm going to cum!"

"Not yet! I'm not there yet."

Ken tried to slow down but his wife kept moving up and 
down. He felt his orgasm build and then erupt. He came 
hard, spurting deep inside his wife.

Karen felt it too. "No... I was so close..."

She continued moving back and forth but Ken's member 
shriveled and then plopped out. With a groan of 
disappointment, Karen rolled off her husband and covered 
her eyes with her forearm.

Ken stammered out. "I'm... I'm sorry babe. I tried to 
slow down."

"I've been horny all night and was so close."

"I guess hearing about you turning that guy on... well, 
it got me excited too." Ken glanced over at his wife, 
but she was staring off in another direction, still with 
an unsatisfied look on her face. He moved a hand over 
her ample breasts, watching them jiggle in response to 
his touch. He slowly moved his hand down her body, over 
the curve of her hip, and through her neatly trimmed 
brunette bush. Ken slipped a finger over her clit. 
"Maybe I can still get you off baby."

Karen smiled, encouraging her husband. Ken dipped a 
finger deeper inside of her and then moved it back, 
rubbing her clit in a circular motion. Karen took a deep 
breath and closed her eyes.

Ken took that as acceptance and began nibbling and 
licking her nipples. Suddenly he had an idea to help his 
wife get off. "I didn't tell you this but last week 
while you were planting flowers in the front yard, but I 
saw something..."

Karen's eyes half opened. "Yes?"

"I peered out the upstairs window to see if you were 
still outside. I was about to yell out if you had 
finished with the laundry when something caught my eye." 
Ken paused to gently lick underneath her breast. His 
finger still moved across the clit, occasionally dipping 
deeper into her. "Jimmy was across the street. He was 
just staring and I saw he was staring at you..."

"He's just seventeen!" Karen blushed, but a smile slowly 
widened. "I'm sure he wasn't watching me!"

"I know for a fact he was." Ken slowly bit on her left 
nipple. "You were on your knees, putting in the flowers 
with your ass directly facing where he was standing. As 
you worked, your butt moved back and forth and..."

"And?"

"And I saw his hand move across the front of his pants. 
I wasn't sure at first, but he was moving it back and 
forth across his crotch." Ken sped up his hand. "He 
might have exploded right there, but a minivan drove 
past and he ran up his drive, into his house."

Karen moaned and her chest heaved. "I'm so close baby. 
Would you..."

Ken stopped his suckling on her breasts and looked up. 
"Would I what?"

"Oh baby, I know you've already came inside of me...." 
Karen hesitated and closed her eyes and breathed. "Would 
you go down on me?"

Ken paused. He had cum in her! He looked up and saw a 
slightly desperate look on his wife's face. He had given 
her such a hot night, it seemed cruel to not return the 
favor. For an answer, he simply gave the breasts each 
one last kiss. Then he moved down to her stomach, 
licking his way down. Karen moaned in anticipation. He 
wiggled his way between her legs and hesitated over her 
pussy. It was slightly open and already wet. 

Tentatively he dipped his tongue in. He didn't think it 
tasted any different. He moved his tongue over the right 
and left side of her labia. Karen's hips bucked forward 
in response. He licked, trying to get his tongue deep 
inside her. Now, he thought he could discern a new taste 
but then his wife's hands clutched his hair and pulled 
his mouth even closer.

"Yes! Ken, lick me!"

He inserted two fingers into her and began licking under 
her hood until he found her clit. He began moving his 
tongue in time with his fingers. Why had it been so long 
since he had gone down on his wife? He moved quicker in 
response to her moans.

"Yes, just like that!"

Ken felt her pussy quiver slightly and he picked up the 
pace, angling his fingers to press against the top, just 
beyond the clit. 

"YES!"

Her pussy clutched his fingers and he pressed harder 
against her clit with his tongue. In response, he felt a 
wet wave wash over his hand. He slowed his movements and 
then kissed his way up to his wife's mouth. She kissed 
him back with passion.

***

They had sex a little more often but never with the same 
fervor. The following month, Ken eagerly looked forward 
to Karen's next girl's night out. Sure enough, she had 
come home drunk and they had sex, but something was 
still missing.

Ken realized it was the "other man" that was missing. He 
needed someone to hit on his wife while she was out with 
friends. Thus it was a matter of figuring out how to 
make this happened.

After dinner was over, Ken checked his email. Four out 
of the six had emailed him back, saying that they would 
be there. He was wondering how many of them would 
actually come through when he wife came down the stairs.

"What do you think?" Karen asked as she struck a pose.

The black dress was hugged her curves and ended at mid-
thigh, revealing black fishnets. But it was the cleavage 
that nearly spilled out that caught Ken's (and he was 
sure any other man with a beating heart) eye. 

"Certainly rather revealing, babe." He said, trying to 
keep his voice neutral. "Especially for girls' night."

"Girls' night at the club silly." She came over and gave 
him a kiss on the forehead. He was sure it was to give 
him a close up view of her tits. "Try and get the kids 
in bed by 9:30, alright? Sue has swim practice early 
tomorrow and..." There was a honk outside. "Oops, that 
Jill! See ya later!"

"Have fun!" Ken yelled out at the closing door before 
heading upstairs to get the kids ready for bed.

To be continued?

Have comments? Sure you do! Write me at illicitwriter@hotmail.com





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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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