As the evening wore on i found it more and more difficult to accomplish anything. i kept wondering what my Wife was doing, feeling worried about Her not being safe,worried that i had forgot to make sure She had enough condoms packed in Her purse, and just overall was becoming consumed with those typical "cuckold anxieties."
Most noticeably though, was the feeling of how terribly i was missing my Wife. i felt myself wanting to drive to the location and be with Her but knew better than to do so. She would have considered it disrespectful of Her on two counts. One being my work that She had assigned me wasn't finished, and the other being that my Wife would regard my showing up under such circumstances as being akin to an act of "machismo," meaning that She would feel i was checking up on Her and trying to impede Her in exercising Her established sexual freedom.
Finally around 10pm the phone rang. Thankfully it was my Wife! i was hoping She was calling to tell me She was on Her way home. That proved not to be the case. It was a brief conversation in which She simply told me She was being introduced to lots of really neat people and having a great time and that She was doing fine. While i was relieved to hear from Her, i could hear a lot of party type noises in the background and felt disturbed by the thought of what was likely to happen tonight. After the phone call ended i felt myself thinking 'tonights the night it's going to happen. tonight's the night that my Wife is going to spread Her legs for another man and allow the sanctity of Her marital sanctuary to be permanently defiled by the desecrating presence of another man's cock, a cock that would rammed between Her gates and engulfed inside the walls of Her sacred temple that i so fondly worship. As i walked past a wedding picture of my beautiful bride in Her wedding dress i thought to myself 'Is this what i truly want?'
To my surprise the answer i gave myself was 'Yes. If that is what the Woman i truly love more than anything in the universe wants then i want Her to feel free to do as She pleases sexually, so long as it's done discretly in a way that keeps our kids sheltered and done in a way that doesn't pose a significant danger to either of us.' When making this realization i also noticed that despite all my anxieties i had an incredibly powerful erection between my legs, and surmised that what was really bothering me was that i wouldn't be there to watch it happen.
After this bit of self reflection, i felt the angst i was suffering from ease a little, but as the night wore on, the feelings of missing my Wife became more intense. i wondered: Would She be coming home tonight at all? Surely She will call again, won't She?" BY midnight i felt like a man who had been shipwrecked on an island for months and was desperately missing his Wife. Wanting to feel close to Her while She was absent, i noticed a pair of Her satin brown Victoria Secret full back panties on the ground near the laundry basket and i took oFf my boxers and slipped them on. While the silky material almost produced aN orgasm on first touch, the feeling soon subsided and i subsequently felt a warm, serene, fuzzy feeling of simply being close to Her which caused my erection to dissipate and allowed my penis to tuck itself away into the confines of Her loins. This allowed me to finally focus and get some work done.
A little after 1am i about had about all the bills caught up, and then as i got to Her gynochologist bill i thought to myself how ironic it is that i am alone in the living room kneeling on the floor wearing nothing but a pair of Her panties while paying this bill while in all likelihood She is getting a cock stuffed inside the object of that examination this very moment."
This thought also turned out to be wrong, and much to my relief i heard Her walk through the door.
TO BE CONTINUED
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