Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I looked at the clock. It was a quarter till five. Sunset would be at Six-thirty and hard dark about seven. I had told Linda to be at home before dark. I figured that she would be here before seven but not much before. Ed would keep her as long as he could. I laughed to myself. I couldn't blame him.

I made myself a drink. It was too cool to sit on the patio, so I went to my den. I sat in my chair and had my drink while I prepared for Linda's homecoming. We would have our truth time and recap the weekend. The public sex thing was preying on my mind. I hoped that Linda would stick to her guns and say, "No." I didn't think she would. I had thought about it more. I was sure Ed would be able to sway her. In the end, it wouldn't matter. Linda didn't actually want to do it. I wasn't going to allow it.
I finished my drink and went up to our bedroom. Neither Linda nor I had ever shared this bed with anyone other than each other. This is the place where she feels safe and comfortable. It is where I wanted to have our talk. I decided a nap was in order. I got butt ass naked and crawled under the covers. A most beautiful vision of my Linda found its way into my mind's eye. She was Tinker Bell. Her pixie's wings were a blur as she hovered a few feet in the air. I must have fallen asleep.
I slept but I didn't know how long. The time had passed in the blink of an eye. Linda had made the slightest sound when she opened and closed our bedroom door. It was enough to bring me to wakefulness. I opened one eye just a crack and peeked at her from under the bridge of my nose. I thought, "She truly is the most beautiful woman in the world." I feigned sleep and watched her undress. There was still daylight in the room. She had made it home on time.
She attempted to curl up close to me without waking me. I made a fake sigh as I rolled and gathered her into our spoon. I still was pretending to sleep.
She snuggled in close and sighed. She whispered, "I know you are awake, Luke."
I squeezed her and held her tightly for a few seconds. I asked in my own whisper, "What do you want to do now?"
She replied, "I want you to hold me like this for the next hour. I want to feel safe and warm here with you. After that, we can talk if you want. I think we have both probably had enough sex to make that a low priority right now." I pressed the monster against her butt and made him jerk. She giggled and said, "Maybe not."
I did hold her for at least the next hour. She slept but I didn't. I lay there in thought while I watched the light in the room fade into the darkness of night and then I slept.
We both evidently needed the nap. I must have been near ten when I came awake. Linda and I were still spooned together. I squeezed her the tiniest bit and kissed the top of her shoulder. She wiggled her butt to let me know she was awake.
I said, "I'm hungry."
She replied, "I have to tinkle."
I asked, "May I have one more minute before we get up?" She wiggled her butt again and we cuddled for another ten minutes. It usually works that way.
She slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I lay there in the warm bed and thought, I need us to have our talk but she isn't ready yet or she would have already started the conversation. That is a bad sign. She procrastinates when she has something unpleasant that she needs to talk about.
She reappeared wearing a robe and slippers. She came to me and said, "I'll fix us something to eat. Meet me downstairs. I watched her go until she closed the door behind her. I counted to ten before I forced myself to get up. I took a leak and freshened up a bit. My good robe was in my bag that I had left in the laundry room. I found a terrycloth one that I use at the pool sometimes. I slipped my feet in my house shoes and went to the kitchen.
Linda sat at the island with a glass of her wine. She said, "I have a pizza in the oven. It will be ready in a few minutes. May I fix you a drink or would you rather have something else?"
I said, "I think, a beer would do for me."
She slipped off her stool and went to the fridge. She brought me an opened bottle of beer and drew a glass of water for me too. She is so sweet and she knows how to take care of me.
A vision flashed in my mind. Linda was naked and on her back. I watched Ed force his giant cock all the way inside her. She was under great stress. She screamed from pain, not pleasure. There was a crowd watching and cheering. Ed was fucking her mercilessly. My sweet Linda was screaming in agony and begging him to stop. The crowd went wild. They wanted to see this beautiful ice princess fucked into oblivion. White-hot anger flared in my mind.
I shook my head and forced the thought out of my head. I grabbed Linda and drew her into my arms. I had to hold her for a few seconds. A soft sigh came out of her as she snuggled close to me.
The bell on the oven sounded to signal that our pizza was ready. I released her but she didn't move away at once. Her arms were around my neck and she left them there. She brushed her lips against mine and said, "I hope that was a promise of something more to come."
I recovered my composure and replied with a chuckle, "We shall see."
She moved away to retrieve the pizza. I picked up my beer and drank about half of it. I watched my wife busy herself at the stove for about five seconds and then drank the rest of it.
Linda saw me down the beer. She didn't say anything. She got me another one, popped the cap off it and placed it on the island in front of me. I smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Sweetheart."
I realized I was very angry and I haven't even heard her story yet. The truth was, I knew what was going to happen before it happened. I thought about my vision. I knew it was unreal. I knew that Ed could never harm her. It seemed real. My anger was real.
I had already decided that I would handle the problem but I had no Idea that anger would flare up like this in me. I thought, "Too much testosterone, I guess." I began to settle down and actually had a little laugh at myself. I resolved to maintain control when Linda told me the story. There would be no reason to upset her. I would just assure her that I would handle the problem and then we could fuck our way back to happiness. I laughed at myself again.
I heard the monster speak. He said, "That's a good plan, Boss. Settle down and make it happen."
It was a good plan. We ate our pizza and I nursed my second beer with a little more decorum. I told my Linda that it was time for us to talk and I took her back to our bed. She knew by then that I was upset and I'm sure she had some idea why.
She took the initiative. She asked, "Did you enjoy being with Caroline?" She was procrastinating again. She intended to put off talking about Ed as long as she could.
Actually, I thought that was a good idea. Holding her naked body always has a calming effect on me. I wanted to be calm.
I gave her the highlights of my weekend without delving too deeply into graphic detail. I did tell her that Caroline was a super playmate and that I wanted another play date with her if I could make it happen. Linda got a bit jealous when I told her about playing in the movie. I told her that I was going to be in a cowboy movie next. She said she wanted to be in it with me but I told her that I had already promised Caroline. That upset her a bit. She bit her lip but let it go. I was being shitty. I had done that on purpose.
I brought the conversation around to her weekend. I went straight to the heart of it. I asked, "Did you tell Ed that you didn't want to be his playmate in public?"
She didn't answer right away and I felt a quiver run through her body.
I said, "This a truth time."
She said, "I did tell him that I didn't want to do it and I really don't." She paused and changed to her little girl voice. Just barely above a whisper, she continued, "We talked about it and when I understood how important it was to him, I finally agreed that I would go along."
I said, "I think you had better tell me the whole story."
She spent the next half an hour doing it but she did tell me what happened. She said, "Okay, but let me tell you the whole thing at once." I agreed to that by squeezing her left titty. It was already in my hand. She continued, "As you know, Ed had been upset with me for teasing him and putting him off. I wanted to make it up to him.
She said, "That worked out just as you said it would. His anger dissipated like smoke in the wind as soon as I crawled in bed with him. I was so glad that he was happy with me. We had a wonderful weekend together. He didn't work at all Friday night. He spent all his time with me. I gave myself to him just as you said I could. It made me so happy to please him."
I broke in and said, "You don't have to tell me everything."
She giggled but it was a very weak giggle. She continued, "He asked me to stay over Saturday night and I let him think it was his Idea. I never told him that I had already asked you. He did work some Saturday but he only left me when I was sleeping."
I said, "Get to the point, Linda."
She said, "This morning he started talking about the club remodel and the public sex thing. We had talked about it earlier and he had explained what he wanted us to do. I told him that he should ask one of the other girls to do that with him. He didn't seem to be so angry at first. He tried to sweet talk me. He said that I was the prettiest girl that comes to the club and that all the men wanted me. He said it wouldn't be nearly as special if it was with one of the other girls." She paused.
I said, "Go on."
She said, "He told me that he had already cleared it with you. I knew he was going to be angry. I had felt so bad when he was angry with me for teasing him. I didn't want to feel that way again. Finally, I gave in. I told him I would do it for him." She was sniffling and crying quietly.
I was glad that I had my little episode earlier. I think that subconsciously I had prepared myself for this eventuality. I remained tranquil inside. I knew that I was really going to be pissed at Ed later but right now, I had to help Linda. She was far more important.
I asked, "Did he talk you into wanting to do it or did you agree to do it against your wishes, just to please him?"
She whispered, "I want to please him."
I chuckled and said, "You don't want to please him in public."
She answered meekly, "I really don't but I will do it for him."
I held her close and spoke quietly into her ear. I said. "Don't worry, Baby. It will never happen. I won't allow it."
She rolled out of our spoon and nestled next to me with her head in my shoulder. She said, "But Luke, you have already agreed to it. Ed told me that he had squared it with you."
I said, "No, Little One. I would never agree to anything like that before you did." I paused and then said, "I don't think that Ed lied to you but he hasn't squared anything with me. I did tell him once that I would probably go along with whatever you wanted. He evidently mistook that for my blessing. You don't want this. I don't feel any obligation to him at all. It's not going to happen."
She said, "He is our friend. Maybe I should do this for him. It is partially for his work. His intent is to increase business and make the club stronger."
I said, "Listen to me. I want you to understand what I am about to say and I want you to give it some thought later. In my opinion, Big Ed is trying to take advantage of your feelings for him and your submissive nature. It is my place to protect you from that sort of thing. I am very angry with him. I am going to talk to him about it." A moment later, I added, "He may not be as good a friend as we have thought."
She asked, "Should I call him tomorrow and tell him that you said no?"
I answered, "No Ma'am. I don't want you to have any contact with him until further notice. I will call him in the morning. Let me handle it. Your problem has been solved and you don't even need to think about it anymore. I will handle it."
She wrapped me in an arm and a leg as she snuggled close. She just said, "Okay." There was no further conversation on the matter.
Fifteen minutes later, I had relaxed and I was enjoying being there with Linda. I thought, "We didn't talk about modifying our rules." I was drifting very near sleep. I felt her capture the monster in her hand and toy with him. He stirred and began to swell almost immediately. She giggled and this was a sweet giggle.
I helped her roll on top of me and she kissed me. She whispered, "I want you to make love with me. Then I want you to hold me, make me feel safe and keep me warm while we sleep. Twenty minutes after that, we came to completion together as we usually do. We had enjoyed the journey that took us there. Making love with her is a special event. It is far more than just having sex. It transcends anything else we do in life. We curled up together. I thought, "It's been one hell of a weekend." I fell asleep. We slept easily together through the night.
The morning sun brought a workday for me. I could smell bacon and coffee both. I allowed myself one more minute in my warm spot and then forced myself up and at 'em.
Linda was bright this morning. She sat across the island from me while I ate. She was wearing her bathrobe and her hair had been dried after her shower. She had put it up in her signature ponytail. Her green eyes twinkled in the sunlight and one smile after another danced across her face. The morning news was on the small TV on the counter. We were trading comments on the sad state of world affairs.
Her demeanor changed, "She said, "Before you go, I want to talk about Ed for a minute."
I said, "Okay, shoot." She took a few seconds to formulate what she wanted to say and I used that time to recap in my mind what had passed between Linda and me the night before.
She said, "Listen to me. I know that you are more than a little upset with Ed. I have considered what you said last night and I believe you are wrong, Luke. He really is our friend. I know he is our friend. I think he did step out of bounds just as you said but I don't think it was a premeditated thing. I think he impulsively followed his instinct to get me to agree to something he wants badly. I know you need to talk to him to air your grievances." She paused for breath and then continued. She said, "Please be diplomatic. Find out what the truth is and we can go from there. Try to do that without blowing this out of proportion."
Her whole speech sounded like the product of a lot of thought. I was impressed. I said, "You don't want to lose him. Do you?"
She took my hand in hers. She answered, "Luke, you are the man that I love. You may need to read your pendant." She was fingering hers. "She said, "I will follow your lead in this, no matter what but no, I don't want to lose him. None of us have so many friends that we can afford to lose one." After a pause, she asked, "May I tell you what I was thinking as I went to sleep last night?"
I said, "Sure."
She picked up a notebook from the counter. I recognized it as her private journal. It is the place where she records her most secret inner feelings. Even I don't normally have access to it. I would never violate her wishes about this and it is a rare occasion when she invites me to read from it.
She opened the book and turned to the last entry. She said, "I wrote this morning about my weekend. I want you to read it."
I took the book and read the short passage to myself. Linda had written, "Yesterday and the day before were red letter days for me. The thing that made them so special was I was allowed to give myself to both of the most powerful and important men in my life at this moment. We had sex once before but I gave myself to Ed for his pleasure for the first time. It was something I wanted to do to ease some pain that he had suffered at my hand. I also wanted to do it to satisfy the sweet carnal lust that I feel for my friend. Luke is the total opposite. He is my husband and the only man that I truly love. He is the only man that I make love with. He is the one who allowed me to have this past weekend. They are friends with each other. Luke is at odds with Ed right now over something that was the result of my weakness. I prayed that they could work it out and remain friends."
I asked, "Do you want me to forgo my confrontation with him and allow you to do this public sex thing?"
She replied, "This is a truth time, and this is the truth. I don't want to do it but I would for him. It's not going to happen because you don't want it to. I will not do anything you don't want me to do. Neither of us can change that so there is no real reason to talk about it any further. I want you and Ed to talk it out. I want you to make Ed understand why you're angry and I want you to satisfy yourself that something similar won't happen again. I want our boundaries to be better defined and still have Ed as a friend when all this is over."
I hesitated but finally, I said, "I'll try, Sweetheart."
I drove my TR3 to work that day. The little machine is fun to drive and sometimes it takes my mind off whatever is tormenting me. It didn't work that day. I was pissed at Ed. Linda's attempt to moderate my anger wasn't working either. By the time I got to the office, I knew that I wasn't going to have a telephone conversation with Ed. We were going to be eyeball to eyeball sometime today. I thought seriously about cutting his nuts out. It was a pleasant thought but then I realized I wasn't really that pissed at him. I actually had a small laugh at myself. I also realized that the thought made me feel better. I thought, "If I do that, I will probably lose him as a friend forever." I laughed out loud at that gross understatement.
I had just come to understand that Ed hadn't committed an irrevocable offense. I knew that I could fix the problem. No real damage had been done yet. It wasn't as if he had bangd or injured Linda. My anger for Ed had not totally dissipated but my desire to kill him had subsided to a degree. I thought, "Maybe I can be diplomatic as Linda had asked, for once in my life. I wasn't at all sure I could do that. Deep inside me, there was still the urge at least to fuck him up a little bit.
I thought about physical combat with Ed. He was four inches taller than me and at least thirty pounds heavier. The thirty pounds was muscle. He was definitely stronger if you measured strength by the ability to bench press a Volkswagen.
He had no training beyond a few boxing lessons that I knew about. I had seen him work out once. He was far too big and too slow to be a contender in that arena. He might have done well in a fake wrestling conference where everything was choreographed.
He was not a warrior. He had no military experience and probably had never had to use anything beyond intimidation to have it his way in his whole life. In his work environment, he always had bouncers to take care of any real physical problem. It might be that he hadn't personally been in a fight since he was in grade college.
He would use a weapon to defend himself if need be. I had known him to carry a handgun on occasion. I doubted that he knew much about its use. He definitely wouldn't know how to use a knife. I doubted that he would be armed in his own home. If he was, I could disarm him easily enough if I had surprise on my side.
I was confident that I could take him if we were both bare handed. I couldn't give him a chance or toy with him. He is too big and strong for that. He could get lucky. I couldn't let him get near me or grab hold of me. I would have to seriously injure and disable him as quickly as I could. The fight could only last a few seconds.
The other thing was, he knew as much about me as I knew of him. He wouldn't want to fight with me.