Watching my wife fucking with an army veteran on the couch


Watching my wife fucking with an army veteran on the couch, his cock bobbing between her tits, my cock stiff as steel in my jeans as I sat watching and drinking whiskey, thinking about how the other men in our home had to be as stiff, as hard as my cock was, and wanting to say “I love you.” I didn’t, not really. Not when I’d go home to an empty house. Not when I wasn’t good enough for my wife. I loved her deeply, for all the good that came out of loving her deeply. But I was, also, a lost boy in her shadow, drinking and waiting for the best that she could give me and missing it. And then she came home from work, and the evening was over. My hands burned, my cock ached. I stood and went back to the kitchen to make myself a drink. She and the Veteran were in the living room, sharing a joint, while our son slept in his room. The best thing that could happen that evening had already happened.  

I enjoy knowing my wife loves to fuck with an army veteran friend of ours

  That was almost 20 years ago. I’ve learned to shut up about it when I remember. She and the kid have been with me ever since. My wife is a beautiful, sexy, talented woman, and our son is our hero. I can’t take the credit for either of them. But sometimes I watch her fuck the kid, and she knows what she’s doing. I don’t have to tell her anything. I only know that the kid is my legacy, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. I have been watching you for a long time, Ben. I came here because you were so right, so I had to find out if you were wrong. Not here. Not now. You’ve given me a lot to think about, and some of the things I read you say might sound crazy to me. But I’ll watch you more closely in the future, and I’ll learn from what you say and do. Thank you. For me, what you said a few minutes ago was the most important thing that you ever said. I have been watching you for a long time, Ben. I came here because you were so right, so I had to find out if you were wrong. Not here. Not now. You’ve given me a lot to think about, and some of the things I read you say might sound crazy to me.

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