My sister Marta had stopped by to have coffee with me and shoot theshit. Then, from out of nowhere she told me about what had happened the night before following a party she had been to. “You’re joking, right?” “No Ellie, I’m not joking.” “But I thought that you loved Mark.” “I do Ellie, I do. This doesn’t have anything to do with love. Besides, he doesn’t know and it isn’t as if I’m going to do it all the time. It has only happened three times in the last six months.” “But that’s three times you have cheated on him.” “No it isn’t. I didn’t cheat on him. All three times it happenedbecause I was drunk and taken advantage of.” “You’re splitting hairs Marta. You knew it happened and you still lethim do it anyway.” “What, I’m supposed to say no when my husband wants to make love to me?”"We aren’t talking about making love Marta. There is a big differencebetween making love and letting Mark go down on you after another man has fucked you.” “Get real Ellie. If I said no when he wanted to go down on me he wouldjust climb on and stick his pole in me. He’d know in a heartbeat that he wasn’t the first one to go there that night. If I let him eat me he thinks I’m wet because he’s getting me off.” “It still isn’t right Marta.” “Maybe not, but I’ll tell you something that it is. It is a kick Ellie,and I’ve had the biggest orgasms of my life when Mark eats me after someone else has fucked me. It felt deliciously wicked and perverted and you have no idea how strong an orgasm it gives you. Don’t be throwing stones at me until you see for yourself. Do it one time Ellie, just one time and then you come and tell me that you wouldn’t like to do it again.” After she’d gone I sat at the table and wondered why, especially sinceMarta and I were so close - close enough for her to tell me about her sex life - I had sat at the table and played the hypocrite. See what it’s like before throwing stones she had said and I had smiled to myself as I remembered the first time it had happened to me. That’s right, I said the first time - not the only, but the first. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My husband Barry had worked for the DEF Corporation for a little overfive years and in that time he had gone from an entry level management trainee to the Vice President of Marketing. His boss threw Barry a promotion party at his home and while I’m not a party person that party was more or less a command performance for me. While not necessarily fair, the wives of men at Barry’s level were considered part of the package and were expected to attend social functions on the arms of their husbands, look good, be gracious, fawn over the boss and be an asset. At Barry’s suggestion I had dressed for the occasion in a simple blackcocktail dress, heels and a single strand of pearls. I was also wearing two pieces of imagination that someone called underwear. I had come out of the shower and Barry had handed me a box and when I opened it I found two pieces of black lace that Barry assured me were a bra and panties. “Wear these tonight. Just the thought of you in them will make me wantto leave as early as possible so we can come home and really celebrate my promotion.” Always ready for that kind of celebration I donned the skimpy things,… Read the rest of Obsession

Author: Just Plain Bob

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