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I had shopped many times with Trish for underwear. There is something deliciously exciting about standing next to your beautiful wife as she chooses something sexy to wear just for you. Watching her holding it against her body and looking at you with that ‘Well, what do you think?’ look in her eye. She did it again that Saturday but when she held garments up against her it was a ‘Well, what do you think about this for him?’ look in her eye. It was agonising. I felt heavy in my gut but at the same time my cock was straining to break free from its restraint. With a couple of pairs of stockings to accompany her lingerie and night wear I took the items to the pay counter. Trish stood by my side as I paid for them. I couldn’t help wondering what the sales girl would have said if she had known that she was folding and gently placing underwear in the store carrier bag for another man to see my wife in. A short while later and with a new dress to add to the purchases we went back home. Trish laid out the underwear on the bed and took a couple of pictures of them on her mobile and then sent them to Abe. Minutes later her mobile rang. It was Abe. Trish walked away to the kitchen with the phone pressed against her ear. I sat on the bed feeling both lost and horny. I just didn’t know how I was going to survive another week. A few minutes later Trish returned to the bedroom, there was a serious look on her face. “Abe wants to come over tonight.” “WHAT?” I exclaimed loudly. “Abe can’t wait another week,” she said as she sat down beside me and held my hand. almanbahis şikayet “I said it would be okay.” “But…” “I can’t wait either,” she said quietly. “What’s the point of waiting another week anyway? It just drags it out.” I could see her point but how far was this thing going to go? “I was not expecting things to get this far.” I told her. Trish squeezed my hand. I knew now that I had been naive about the whole thing. Putting myself into Abe’s place I would be doing the same thing. There was sex on offer. I knew from accounts I had read by other Alpha males just how much they relished taking another man’s wife. One account came to mind of a black male’s encounter with a white couple. “I love turning and watching her husband’s face as she kneels and takes me in her mouth. She probably has not done that to him in years and here she is, within minutes of meeting me, with my cock in her mouth. But better still is when I am fucking them. She is squirming and squealing in a way that she has never done for him.” Abe had been chatting to her for over a week now and there was no doubt that he felt quite assured that he would be cuckolding me. The pictures of the underwear that I had bought for her date with him would have been the final straw. If I was that way inclined and some wife had sent me pictures in the same circumstances I would have been round like a shot. Trish squeezed my hand again. She could sense my insecurity. Suddenly I remembered the table I had booked for them. “The table is booked for next week,” I told her almanbahis canlı casino with excitement, “you won’t get one tonight. You know how busy they get.” “I just changed it,” she told me. “They had a cancellation.” My heart sank again. “Y…you’re not actually going to do anything tonight?” I asked her. Trish shifted uneasily beside me. “Probably not,” she replied, “you know me and first date. I may not even like him; maybe there won’t be any chemistry between us anyway.” “But what if there is?” I asked her. Trish squeezed my hand again, “Let’s just play things by ear.” She told me. I just sat there for a few minutes as Trish tidied up her lingerie. I knew that her quietness meant that she was deep in thought. What she was thinking about I didn’t exactly know but It was bound to be about Abe. How far she was intending going was bound to be uppermost in her thoughts. She was also no doubt thinking about my reaction to all this. I had also read accounts of wives who were eager to cuckold their husbands but were also concerned about their husband’s feelings and reactions. Was Trish one of those wives? Was Trish eager to get fucked by Abe but was holding back because of me? There were lots of questions running through my mind. In one way though I was glad that Abe had rang. I couldn’t take another week of this. Trish was right. It was pointless waiting another week. I glanced at my watch. “Abe will be here about 5.00pm,” Trish told me. “FIVE!” Trish nodded, “I know that the table is booked for 7.00pm but it gives us a almanbahis casino chance to have a chat and I have to get ready as well.” I looked up at her concerned. Trish came over to me at the edge of the bed. She kissed me, “Maybe he wants to supervise you getting me ready?” There was a smile on her face but mine had a look of horror. Trish kissed me again and fondled me. I was locked in my cage but I could still feel my erection pressing against the constraints. “Would that bother you?” She asked. “Of course it would,” I told her. Trish knelt down in front of me resting her hands upon my knees. “What if that is not my ‘edge’?” She asked me. I gulped. Trish got up and left me alone to contemplate the hours ahead. Once again, I had read many accounts of first time cuckolding and by all accounts this was the worst time. Most cuckolds were full of excitement about what was to happen but at the same time very nervous and feeling jealous as well. I remembered one man writing that he felt his knees wobble the first time they had met his wife’s lover to be. “I shook his hand and then watched in horror as he gave my wife’s hand a gentle shake and then kissed her on the lips.” He had said. When our door bell rang just after 5.00pm I didn’t want to answer it. I told Trish to but she said that it wasn’t really her place to do that. It was left to me then to open the door to a tall, well built black American. We shook hands and then Trish stepped forward with her hand out. Abe took it and shook it gently as he reached forward and kissed her on the cheek. I knew from the look on her face that she had immediately taken to him. It was only a split second look but I saw that smile; I saw that look of lust. I also saw her eyes fall to his groin area. In just a split second I saw that Trish wanted him.
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