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Click hereHe seemed so pleased to be back with us he reminded me of the old Josh, radiating happiness and self-confidence, cheerful and making jokes about things.
After three lonely nights without him I was happy to have him in bed with me again. We had a nice cuddle and it was time for what I had come to call Josh's quickie. He climbed on, I'd moistened up in anticipation, and he went into me. I didn't expect much from it except the satisfaction of pleasing Josh. After a while I found myself warming up, actually enjoying him inside me. From there I found that sweet pressure kind of building up inside me. Oh Josh, don't come just yet, wait for me, I thought.
I came in a glorious orgasm that was so much the better because I hadn't had one lately. Josh kept going and I had another and another until it was one continuous orgasm that I hadn't had since the early days of our marriage. It was so beautiful. Eventually he came too and I felt his semen on my cervix. I had to suppress my screams of delight in case I woke up the kids.
I held on to Josh to keep him inside me for as long as I could. Eventually he dropped out of me and I released him. "Thank you Josh, that was wonderful," I told him.
"Thank you, Carol."
We both fell asleep.
Next morning I was feeling great for the first time in ages as I drove in to my mornings only job. I was so pleased that my man was back to his normal wonderful self and everything felt right with my life. I wondered what had happened to set him right again.
What could have effected such a miracle cure to restore Josh's self-confidence like that?
Suddenly it dawned on me. I suppressed my initial surge of rage and decided if that's what it had taken then so be it. I was the beneficiary of it. I stopped in the company car park and uttered a silent prayer asking the Almighty to bless the unknown woman who had helped Josh to recover his self-confidence. "But just don't let the bitch do it again. Amen"
No marriage is ever improved by a affair you have to put effort into keeping marriage not simply expect it to fixitself
Good story, and original, until just before the abrupt and utterly disappointing end.
I thought it was a different take on a cheating wife story. This one mostly looked at her guilt for cheating on a loving husband. It also looked at how she destroyed her husband's self worth by cheating on him.
,,,do I comment on a story more than a couple years old. This is a rare moment.
I kept waiting for Hubby to drop the bomb - to whit, he keeps his family intact and yet is free to "snatch" outside pussy whenever the whim strikes him. I assumed (yes, yes, I know...) that Hubby's ED was manufactured as a response to the bitch cheating on him. He now has a clear conscience, no wife to go nasty on his ass, free in-house pussy, open hunting season outside the marriage, and fuck 'er!, she started this shit... Stay, or leave, the options are open. All commitments are now optional. An interesting plot line that begs additional exploration by multiple Lit authors - a challenge maybe?
Well done, adfer. Please come back to the fold so that you can:
Keep 'em comin'!
Sometimes people just can't accept they're awful at choosing people they love. That they're unknowingly attracted to cheaters.