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From: cooch@ndirect.co.uk (cooch)
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Subject: Repost Susan (Wife/M+)
Date: Sun, 04 May 1997 11:45:36 +0100
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A story by    cooch@ndirect .co.uk



Susan




We had been married for just two years when I first suspected that Susan,
my wife, was having an affair. Ther was nothing specific, it was only
several small things that led me to that opinion. Things like changes in
the way she dressed. Susan had always dressed consevatively, altough
underneath she wore sexy underwear, but she suddenly began to wear shorter
skirts and blouses that exposed her breasts a lot more. She also began
wearing stockings every day, whereas before she wore them if we went out
in the evening, now she was wearing them to work too. If it had been only
the change of clothes I wouldnšt have suspected anything, but she also
began working late at the office a lot more and started going out without
me in the evenings, supposedly with girl friends of hers, sometimes
straight from work, often not getting home till the early hours of the
morning.
All this didnšt happen overnight, it was as if she kept pushing back the
limits of what I would find acceptable. First of all just going out one
night a week with her friends and getting home at a reasonable hour, then
twice a week, then, on one ocassion, staying out all night and coming home
late afternoon the following day having supposedly been staying over with
her sister.
The change in Susanšs behaviour worried me at first because I felt it was
the start of the breakup of our marriage. I didnšt feel able to confront
Susan with my fears because I felt it would force her into making a
decision about whether we should stay together and I didnšt want to lose
her. I still loved her dearly and didnšt want to do anything that was
going to upset her and make her leave. It was for this reason that I
decided to turn a blind eye to what I assumed where her affairs. Also, I
rather enjoyed some of the changes taking place in my wife. Certainly her
sexier clothes were a bonus and she was also a lot more demanding in the
bedroom. In fact our sex life had never been better.
Susan was now taking the initiative when it came to sex and she was now
willing to try different positions. Where before it was usually me on top,
now Susan took the dominant role and would climb onto me most nights when
we had gone to bed. She had also developed  a desire for oral sex. I did
wonder about my part in this because if I was right and Susan was having
affairs then what was I doing licking and sucking her hot pussy when other
men had been fucking it. What it came down to was that I couldnšt resist
it. When Susan wrapped her legs around my head  I was only too happy to
stick my tongue in her and give her the pleasure she craved. It was like a
drug and I was hooked on it.
I think my fears about Susan having other men were confirmed when I was
woken by her coming home late one night. She was always hot for sex after
she had been out for the evening and this night was no different. There
was a difference though when she guided my head down to her sex, her mound
was clean shaven whereas when she had gone out earlier that night she had
a beautiful bush of curly black hair. Somehow, in the course of the
evening, she had been shaved and was certainly not shy about letting me
see it. I glanced up at her as I dipped my tongue into her and I could see
that she was smiling down at me. Her smile turned to a smirk as she
realised that I wasnšt going tp question her about it. 
It was probably the turning point in our relationship. It was obvious that
someone else apart from me was being allowed acess to her pussy. It was
also obvious to both of us that I wasnšt going to complain about this, in
fact quite the opposite, here I was with my tongue lapping at my wifešs
pussy that had very probably been fucked by another man only a matter of
an hour previously.
All sorts of thoughts went through my head as I licked Susanšs dripping
hole. Was I sucking another manšs spunk out of her, did this make me
homosexual and if not then why was I getting such a big kick out of it. I
couldnšt make any sense out of my feelings. When Susan was satisfied I
moved up the bed, wanting to fuck her, my cock stiff and my balls aching
for release, but she pushed me away saying she was too tired to fuck. She
did let me kneel between her open thighs though and wank myself off and I
came into my hand as I gazed at her naked pussy. When I had cleaned up in
the bathroom and gone back to bed Susan was already asleep. 
I never questioned her about her shaved pussy and she hasnšt mentioned it
since. For the next month though she made me shave it before she went out
in the evening so that it was smooth to the touch and I loved doing this
for her. After about a month she let it grow back and she sometimes let me
comb and brush the luxuriant growth.