At our Badminton & Bowling club, my wife seemed to be paying attention to a certain club member Jesse, it seemed to me. Not a keen mixed doubles player, but Jesse used to play ‘mixed’, so my wife Anne joined those evening sessions.
Also, one evening a week was when Bowls players would bring along snacks; Anne not interested in this, but Jesse used to attend, so Anne started to as well. All very suspicious. Now Jesse was a tall, well built blond n blue eyed guy, who seemed to have a way with the ladies.
Also, Jesse was the events co ordinator (for organising events for members), & he needed an assistant. Guess what? Yes, Anne became his assistant. Finally, I confronted her, & she admitted that, as she put it, “He’d turned her head”; he’d once told her that sad in a way that she was happily married, otherwise you never know what could happen. By now I was obviously conscious of the situation; perhaps more than I realised. Must really have been playing on my mind.
I sleep in another bedroom as I snore, but one night, I got up with an erection; I had been dreaming that my wife Anne & Jesse were deeply French kissing in our lounge, beside the bookcase, with me next to them, watching them. I couldn’t help it, but my erection was so intense that I just had to masturbate. Next morning I was in a foul mood. Anne asked why, & I told her I’d had a nightmare. She wanted to know more. Reluctantly I told her all that had happened, telling her that her recent ‘closeness’ to Jesse was playing on my mind. She corrected me, “No, not a nightmare; a DREAM is what you had. Your subconscious wants it to happen”.
We discussed it. Now Jesse & Anne had to meet to discuss details about a forthcoming event, & Anne told him that there was another matter also that needed addressing. Jesse came over. Their ‘events’ discussion took a few minutes, & I then joined them for a few minutes, deadly silence, as it was all too embarrassing. Jesse was impatient, knowing something was up.
Finally Anne told him all, pointing to the bookcase where my dream was enacted. Jesse reiterated what Anne had said, “ No nightmare that;’twas a dream, & which can come true!” . Reluctantly I agreed, as they walked, hand in hand to the bookcase. Jesse took my wife in his arms. They both looked at me, as if to say, “We’re gonna snog, whether you like to or not”. And then I witnessed the torrid sight of this blond stud & my wife putting their mouths together. Naturally, I saw his tongue enter her mouth, but when I saw my wife’s tongue entering HIS mouth, my emotions were all over the place; anger, jealousy, resentment, but yes—-also a wonderful erection. I was stood a couple of feet away, as I touched myself up, breathing heavily, as I saw their mouths in delightful love Union, right beside the bookcase, just like in the dream (or nightmare?).
I couldn’t stand it, as I took my erection out, & shamelessly, played with myself. They broke their kiss, watched what I was doing, & my wife asked, “Is it nice watching?” I nodded, & to which she replied, “It’s nicer doing it”; & as if to prove the point, they beautifully locked their mouths together again, lovely open mouthed kissing!
I shot my load all over the wooden flooring, & embarrassed, made my exit, saying I was off to the pub for a drink.
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