Real Stories - July/August 2008

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When this bedroom activity started, I am ashamed to say I weakened, and, after what seemed like an eternity of turmoil, with my Wife’s rhythmic breathing, Her musky perfumed aroma and Her naked uncovered form so close, I brought myself to a disgraceful orgasm高潮 — the sexual climax, spewing cum across the bed sheets. Although I knew I was in disgrace, I quickly fell asleep. As I awoke I realized the full enormity of my misdemeanour. My Wife had risen early, and was returning from the bathroom, naked and freshly showered. She knew. She could smell my disgusting emission. But She remained so dignified, calmly explaining how disappointed She was that I had behaved just like a naughty schoolboy, not like the strong handsome man She had married. I blushed at this, mainly because She was completely right.

Even though it was going to make me late for work, and get me in to trouble, I had to remove the soiled sheets and put them in the washing machine. Then I remade the bed. She watched my humiliation羞辱 — shame given on purpose in silence.

When the bed was remade, She hugged me close, as if to console me. Then I received a deep French kiss. My heart leapt. I was forgiven!

But no. As She released me to get ready for work, She smiled archly, “I hope you enjoyed your orgasm高潮 — the sexual climax last night dear … because it will be a very long time before you have another”.

It was. A very long time.

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