I couldn’t believe it happened. I, Edward Stokes, had just made love to the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, much less known. I have no idea why she wanted me. There is absolutely nothing special about me. It wasn’t until she had her clothes off and my dick in her mouth that I really believed she wouldn’t stop and yell ‘April Fools’ at me. Not only did she not stop, but she and I had several orgasms from fucking in a variety of positions over several hours.
I didn’t want our time together to stop, not only because it felt so good, but because I didn’t want to face going home to my wife, Whitney. I would be home so late, there was no way she would overlook it. I had to tell her something. I was really bad at lying so I decided to tell her the truth and let the cannonballs fly. I would get bitched at no matter what reason I told her and if she cut me off from sex with her as a punishment, I would barely notice the difference. I found her in bed already but still awake.
“Well, look who finally drug his sorry ass home. Why have you still got your work clothes on? Get your clothes off and come to bed.”
“I’ve got my clothes on because I’m afraid I may be leaving soon.”
“Leaving? Where could you possibly need to go at this hour?”
“I’m afraid you will kick me out when you find out what I have done.”
Whitney sat upright in the bed. “Shit! You didn’t wreck the new car, did you?”
“No. Nothing like that.”
“Well, you’ve got me wide awake now, asshole. Come on, tell me and get it over with. It can’t be that bad.”
“Yes, it can. I just had sex with Stephanie Cox.”
“Stephanie Cox, our high school classmate? Stephanie Cox, the model?”
“Yes.”
She burst out laughing and kept it up for several minutes. “Yeah, like I believe that. You want me to believe a woman as beautiful as her would want to have sex with you. You’re either high, joking, lying, and/or delusional. For God’s sake, she could have any man in this town she wanted, even many of the married ones. I can’t believe you told me that joke with such a serious look on your face. That was almost convincing. When did you become such a good comedian?” She kept giggling.
I was a little pissed off at my wife for that comment. “Whitney, I’m telling the truth. Stephanie and I had sex tonight, several times.”
“Yeah, right. Hon, I don’t believe Stephanie would have sex with you even if you gave her a roofie. Now get your clothes off and come to bed. It’s late and I need my sleep.”
“Well, I need to take a shower first and see if I can get off all of Stephanie’s perfume smells and her bright lipstick especially that red ring around my penis.” That last comment was for spite because if my wife’s attitude.
My comment only started another round of laughter from my wife. I took my shower and went into the guest bedroom afterwards. I didn’t sleep much, but at least I replayed my evening with Stephanie.
The next morning, Whitney came down to drink her wakeup cup of coffee I always fixed. As soon as she sat down with her cup and had a sip, a large grin appeared on her face. “So, Don Juan, you going to tell me the truth about where you were and what you were really doing last night?”
“Why should I? I told you the truth about last night and you wouldn’t believe me.”
“Come O-N sweetheart, if you ever got a woman like Stephanie to go to bed with you, I wouldn’t be angry with you, I would give you a fucking medal. It would be a miracle of a lifetime that I wouldn’t begrudge you enjoying. Hell, if the most handsome man in the world put the moves on me, I would be on his dick in no time, marriage or no marriage. And no, I have not had sex with the most handsome man or any other man handsome or not. I am completely content with dull little you, your average-sized dick and our mediocre life.”
“It’s nice to know that my loyal wife thinks so highly of me and would be willing to break our wedding vows so easily.”
“Easily? I said the most handsome man in the world. How am I going to meet him much less get him into bed? Edward, continuing to feed this sick bedroom fantasy of yours is beginning to get a little stale.” She paused and grinned. “So, you and Stephanie going to get it on again anytime soon? If so, I would like to watch. Hell, I would like to fuck her myself.”
“Whitney, I hadn’t planned on it, but after your snarky reaction, I just might have sex with her again. She said she would like that.”
I left her chuckling at the kitchen table. I was mad.
I went to work and began wondering if the people I worked with might suspect I had cheated on my wife. Evidently, there was no indication anything about me was different. I had lunch with Dale, my best friend at work. I was so thrilled with my good luck that I was aching to tell someone I could trust. “Dale, I need to tell you something you have to promise not to tell anyone.”
“What? Did you steal an office legal pad to take home?”
“No, I’m serious. Dale, I had sex with another woman last night.” Dale had a shocked look on his face.
“You say you had sex with another woman other than Whitney. How much did she charge?”
“Dan, she was not a prostitute. She was a beautiful woman who gave herself to me willingly.”
“Sure, she was. If that’s true, did you or both of you have bags over your heads?” He was giggling.
“Damnit! I’m telling the truth. For your information, I had sex with the model Stephanie Cox last night.”
His laughter took a while to stop. People in the cafeteria started looking at him he was so loud. “Edward, do you really expect me to believe that? She’s a fucking Sports Illustrated swimsuit model for God’s sake and you’re an average slob at best. Stephanie is like the most gorgeous woman that ever came from this town. She can have any handsome, rich man in the world she wants. You’re not even in the top half of the list of handsome men in this little town. The roads are littered with the bodies of men she has shot down over the years, men whose face and body and wallet look a whole lot better than yours. Plus, I have seen you in the shower room. No woman is going to fuck you just because of the size of your dinky dick. You’re more the type of man that women buy themselves dildos in order to keep from having sex with a guy like you. Whew, thanks for the laugh, buddy. I needed that. You and Stephanie Cox, yeah right.” I think he was still chuckling when he went home from work that night.
Before I went home again, I called Stephanie up. I wondered what her attitude would be. I was worried that she had regrets being with me and would brush me off as a one-time mistake. I almost didn’t call her. My memory of our night was perfect and I didn’t want to burst the bubble.
“Good day, lover. I’m so glad you called. I was afraid you wouldn’t because you regretted last night. I really hope you aren’t sorry about us having sex. As for me, I am still coming down from the high from last night. I keep replaying the tape of our time together over and over in my head. I hope you didn’t have too much trouble at home with Whitney.”
“Actually, no, I didn’t.”
“I’m glad but I’m also curious. What reason did you wind up giving her for being so late?”
“I told her I was having sex with you.”
“You WHAT?”
“Yep, I told her the truth.”
“Oh, my goodness, what did she do to you? Did she scream and yell at you? Did she throw things at you? Did she kick you out?”
“No. She didn’t believe me.”
“Huh?”
“She said that there was no way a woman as beautiful as you would want to be with me even if she had been given a date rape drug.”
“That’s a really nasty thing for a wife to say.”
“Actually, I can understand it. Face it, Stephanie, you are way out of my league. You could have men much handsomer and fitter than me with larger dicks. I am just thrilled to have been with you at least one night in my life. I will treasure that memory forever.”
“I don’t know what you think my league is, but Edward, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with your looks or the size of your dick. You are an intelligent, caring man with a good sense of humor. Men like you are more difficult to find than you may think. It’s true that I’ve been with some of the best-looking men in the world and I’ve found most of them to be narcissistic and shallow. They were usually poor lovers regardless of their penis size. Now that I’ve found you, I don’t want to let you go. You showed me that you know how to make love to a woman, not just fuck her. Last night was the best love making I have ever had because of the total man you are.
“Actually Edward, I’m glad she treated you badly. I’m hoping the reaction from your wife makes it more likely for you to want us to get together again. I really want to continue what we started even if we are cheating on Whitney.”
“I don’t need any disrespectful reaction from my wife for me to want to make love with you again. I definitely want a repeat. If she doesn’t want to believe that I have sex with you, that’s her problem.”
“Edward, please be honest. Did you really enjoy last night so much that you are willing to risk your marriage?”
“I don’t need any time to consider my answer. Like you, I thought last night was the best time I had ever had with any woman. It’s not a difficult choice for me. I want another night with you regardless of the consequences.”
“Maybe we’ll have to see if we can do even better next time, Edward. I know I haven’t gotten enough yet.”
“Stephanie, you’re giving me a hard-on right now just thinking about it.”
“I wish I was there to see it, to touch it. I could use a little special mouthwash right now.”
“Damn you. I’m going to have to go to the restroom and jerk off as soon as we hang up.”
“Well, I’m not sorry I made you horny. I get soaking wet every time I think of you. When do you think we can we get together again? I don’t have a shot scheduled until next week.”
“How about a long lunch tomorrow?”
“I’ll agree if we meet at my place and have me for lunch, a really long lunch.”
“If you don’t mind, that’s fine with me.”
“See you then lover. Now go splatter some stall door.” She made the sound of a kiss before hanging up.”