EX-WIFE
I was sitting alone at home watching the telly when the door bell rang.
?Hi Tom,? said my ex-wife, she looked as beautiful as the first time I saw her.
?Hi,? I replied, stunned to see her again. I didn?t even know she knew where I lived. ?D-do you want to come in??
?Yes, thanks,? she said and she walked so close to me that I could smell her perfume. She found her own way to my small lounge and sat herself down.
?Drink?? I offered.
?Sure why not,? she smiled and I went to find her drink.
?So what is it Kate?? I asked when we had both settled down with our drinks.
?I know I haven?t any rights,? she started to say, ?but I just needed to talk to someone and listening has always been one of your strong points.?
It had been over a year since our divorce and I hadn?t seen or heard from her since then. It had been a very painful time for me, the women who I loved above all others, fell in love with another man and had left me.
?I have this problem with Gerard,? she said, Gerald was the guy she had left me for.
?Oh,? I said but deep down inside I was laughing.
?Yes,? she said and took a big swig of her drink, ?he has some funny ideas sometimes.?
?Oh,? I repeater, the arts to being a good listener was just to prompt now and again when required but not to talk too much.
?I shouldn?t be telling you this but there?s nobody else I can talk too,? she smiled weakly.
My lounge was filled with our silence for quite a long time before she gained enough courage to speak again.
?He likes me to do things,? she said quickly.
?Oh like what?? I asked.
?I?m not sure I should be telling you all this,? she repeated and smiled weakly at me again, ?but they are not nice things.?
?Here let me get you another drink,? I offered and I refilled her glass with a stronger mixture.
?So when did this all start?? I asked.
?About a year ago,? she said, ?right after we got married.
I hadn?t heard that she had re-married but then I hadn?t heard anything about her at all.
?At first it was just a bit silly, fun even,? she smiled weakly again, ?dressing up and all, didn?t hurt anybody.?
?Dressing up?? I enquired.
?He used to buy me these outfits to wear,? she said.
?What sort of outfits?? I asked.
?All sorts really, I?m not sure where he got them from, but they were silly little dresses and such, but they all showed my figure off a bit,? she said lamely.
?Showed your figure off,? I repeated.
Thinking back to our 5 years together I can remember her wearing loads of different outfits that showed her figure off and she never minded then.
?These were not your ordinary dresses,? she said, ?I mean I usually wear short skirts and such but these went way beyond short. Almost see my knickers when I stood and usually very low at the front too.?
Well one thing you could say about Kate was she always had a nice figure, well worth showing off.
?At first he just ask me to wear them around the house which was ok I suppose, but then he wanted me to wear one when I hosted a card night with his drinking buddies.
?So tell me about that dress then?? I asked.
?Well actually it was quite nice if it wasn?t so small,? she smiled at the memory, ?it was your typical ?little black dress? with the emphasise on the little. The skirt ended just below my knickers and the top had small shoulder straps and plunged almost to my navel.?
It sounded very sexy especial with Kate body inside it.
?Yes I think I see,? I said sounding sympathetic.
?Well that was bad enough having these drunken guys leering at me, looking down my top and up my skirt but later he wanted me to wear it out when we went for dinner or dancing.?
?You could have always said no, I offered.
?I?m afraid he?s not like you,? she said, ?he doesn?t take no for an answer. He?s much more aggressive, it was one of the things I like about him at first.?
?So you wore these outfits outside the house,? I said.
She just nodded and sipped her drink. Well I could see that it may have been a bit up setting.
?Of course it didn?t end there, the next time his drinking buddies came over for a card night, he wanted me to do things with his mates,? she whispered, ?you know sit on their laps, flirt with them and things.?
?Oh what sort of things?? I prompted
?I think I need another drink before I can go on,? she said holding out her empty glass.
She took a gig swig of her new drink and then she stared out into space.
?He wanted me to go beyond a bit of flirting and encourage them to touch and kiss me,? she said and a small shudder went through her.
?And did you let them?? I asked.
She stared into her drink for a few seconds and then nodded.
?He said if I didn?t he would find someone who would,? she said and her body suddenly shook with a big sob. ?At first it wasn?t too bad having their sweaty hands on my legs or inside of my top, especially if I had a few drinks first, in fact it took more than a few drinks for I became very drunk; but of course he wanted more. He wanted them to do it to me while he watched.?
?Oh my,? I said, ?of course you refused.?
?At first yes,? she still sobbing, ?but then he brought this young tart around, god she couldn?t have been more than 16 and they all did it to her right in front of me.?
?What Gerald too?? I asked.
?Y-yes,? she croaked, ?he did it to her first, I tried to run away but one of his cronies held me and made me watch. His hands were inside my dress, squeezing and hurting me while he slobbered all over me. He whispered really disgusting things while they were doing it right in front of me.?
?Oh my,? I said.
?Then Gerald wanted me to do it with her too,? she stopped and cried for a few minutes. ?They pulled my dress off me and held me down on the floor while this girl did things to me. After that they all wanted a go and he let them; he sat in his favourite chair and watched as one after another violated me.?
?How many were there?? I asked my mind filled with this erotic vision.
?4,? she spat out, ?and do you know what was worse, the next day he said it was all a bit of fun, a bit of fun for 4 guys to fuck me, no make that 5 if you include Gerald or 6 if you count the girl too.?
?So what did you do?? I asked.
?Oh I wanted to leave him right away,? she said forcefully, ?but I had no money and nowhere to go. He?s never let me have any money of my own and all the money I left you with is tied up in his business.?
?So you stayed,? I said.
She didn?t reply but nodded.
?So what are you going to do now?? I asked.
?What can I do,? she said, ?I have to do whatever he wants of me, until I can find enough money to leave him. It?s my mess and I?ve got to deal with it.?
I thought about offering her a place to stay, but I didn?t need any more pain in my life. In a lowly dark place in my mind I was happy that she was so miserable, the bitch. But in a higher place I still love her and always would and I hated to see her suffer.
?I?ll best be off,? she smiled and held my hand, ?thanks for the drink and your sympathetic ear.?
Then she was gone and for the first time I realised my cock was rock hard.
Later I lay in my bed thinking about my ex-wife for the first time in many months. In all out 5 years she never did anything you could class as sexy. True she wore short skirts but then every girl did that. No I can?t think of one time when I thought, wow what a sexy girl my wife is and that is really sad. It wasn?t that she didn?t have a sexy body she had that in spades. No sex was something to be done in the bedroom with the lights off. Thinking again of what she had been forced to do with her new husband and his mates made me hard again and this time I did something about it.
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I was sitting alone at home watching the telly when the door bell rang.
?Hi Tom,? said my ex-wife, she looked as beautiful as the first time I saw her.
?Hi,? I replied, stunned to see her again. I didn?t even know she knew where I lived. ?D-do you want to come in??
?Yes, thanks,? she said and she walked so close to me that I could smell her perfume. She found her own way to my small lounge and sat herself down.
?Drink?? I offered.
?Sure why not,? she smiled and I went to find her drink.
?So what is it Kate?? I asked when we had both settled down with our drinks.
?I know I haven?t any rights,? she started to say, ?but I just needed to talk to someone and listening has always been one of your strong points.?
It had been over a year since our divorce and I hadn?t seen or heard from her since then. It had been a very painful time for me, the women who I loved above all others, fell in love with another man and had left me.
?I have this problem with Gerard,? she said, Gerald was the guy she had left me for.
?Oh,? I said but deep down inside I was laughing.
?Yes,? she said and took a big swig of her drink, ?he has some funny ideas sometimes.?
?Oh,? I repeater, the arts to being a good listener was just to prompt now and again when required but not to talk too much.
?I shouldn?t be telling you this but there?s nobody else I can talk too,? she smiled weakly.
My lounge was filled with our silence for quite a long time before she gained enough courage to speak again.
?He likes me to do things,? she said quickly.
?Oh like what?? I asked.
?I?m not sure I should be telling you all this,? she repeated and smiled weakly at me again, ?but they are not nice things.?
?Here let me get you another drink,? I offered and I refilled her glass with a stronger mixture.
?So when did this all start?? I asked.
?About a year ago,? she said, ?right after we got married.
I hadn?t heard that she had re-married but then I hadn?t heard anything about her at all.
?At first it was just a bit silly, fun even,? she smiled weakly again, ?dressing up and all, didn?t hurt anybody.?
?Dressing up?? I enquired.
?He used to buy me these outfits to wear,? she said.
?What sort of outfits?? I asked.
?All sorts really, I?m not sure where he got them from, but they were silly little dresses and such, but they all showed my figure off a bit,? she said lamely.
?Showed your figure off,? I repeated.
Thinking back to our 5 years together I can remember her wearing loads of different outfits that showed her figure off and she never minded then.
?These were not your ordinary dresses,? she said, ?I mean I usually wear short skirts and such but these went way beyond short. Almost see my knickers when I stood and usually very low at the front too.?
Well one thing you could say about Kate was she always had a nice figure, well worth showing off.
?At first he just ask me to wear them around the house which was ok I suppose, but then he wanted me to wear one when I hosted a card night with his drinking buddies.
?So tell me about that dress then?? I asked.
?Well actually it was quite nice if it wasn?t so small,? she smiled at the memory, ?it was your typical ?little black dress? with the emphasise on the little. The skirt ended just below my knickers and the top had small shoulder straps and plunged almost to my navel.?
It sounded very sexy especial with Kate body inside it.
?Yes I think I see,? I said sounding sympathetic.
?Well that was bad enough having these drunken guys leering at me, looking down my top and up my skirt but later he wanted me to wear it out when we went for dinner or dancing.?
?You could have always said no, I offered.
?I?m afraid he?s not like you,? she said, ?he doesn?t take no for an answer. He?s much more aggressive, it was one of the things I like about him at first.?
?So you wore these outfits outside the house,? I said.
She just nodded and sipped her drink. Well I could see that it may have been a bit up setting.
?Of course it didn?t end there, the next time his drinking buddies came over for a card night, he wanted me to do things with his mates,? she whispered, ?you know sit on their laps, flirt with them and things.?
?Oh what sort of things?? I prompted
?I think I need another drink before I can go on,? she said holding out her empty glass.
She took a gig swig of her new drink and then she stared out into space.
?He wanted me to go beyond a bit of flirting and encourage them to touch and kiss me,? she said and a small shudder went through her.
?And did you let them?? I asked.
She stared into her drink for a few seconds and then nodded.
?He said if I didn?t he would find someone who would,? she said and her body suddenly shook with a big sob. ?At first it wasn?t too bad having their sweaty hands on my legs or inside of my top, especially if I had a few drinks first, in fact it took more than a few drinks for I became very drunk; but of course he wanted more. He wanted them to do it to me while he watched.?
?Oh my,? I said, ?of course you refused.?
?At first yes,? she still sobbing, ?but then he brought this young tart around, god she couldn?t have been more than 16 and they all did it to her right in front of me.?
?What Gerald too?? I asked.
?Y-yes,? she croaked, ?he did it to her first, I tried to run away but one of his cronies held me and made me watch. His hands were inside my dress, squeezing and hurting me while he slobbered all over me. He whispered really disgusting things while they were doing it right in front of me.?
?Oh my,? I said.
?Then Gerald wanted me to do it with her too,? she stopped and cried for a few minutes. ?They pulled my dress off me and held me down on the floor while this girl did things to me. After that they all wanted a go and he let them; he sat in his favourite chair and watched as one after another violated me.?
?How many were there?? I asked my mind filled with this erotic vision.
?4,? she spat out, ?and do you know what was worse, the next day he said it was all a bit of fun, a bit of fun for 4 guys to fuck me, no make that 5 if you include Gerald or 6 if you count the girl too.?
?So what did you do?? I asked.
?Oh I wanted to leave him right away,? she said forcefully, ?but I had no money and nowhere to go. He?s never let me have any money of my own and all the money I left you with is tied up in his business.?
?So you stayed,? I said.
She didn?t reply but nodded.
?So what are you going to do now?? I asked.
?What can I do,? she said, ?I have to do whatever he wants of me, until I can find enough money to leave him. It?s my mess and I?ve got to deal with it.?
I thought about offering her a place to stay, but I didn?t need any more pain in my life. In a lowly dark place in my mind I was happy that she was so miserable, the bitch. But in a higher place I still love her and always would and I hated to see her suffer.
?I?ll best be off,? she smiled and held my hand, ?thanks for the drink and your sympathetic ear.?
Then she was gone and for the first time I realised my cock was rock hard.
Later I lay in my bed thinking about my ex-wife for the first time in many months. In all out 5 years she never did anything you could class as sexy. True she wore short skirts but then every girl did that. No I can?t think of one time when I thought, wow what a sexy girl my wife is and that is really sad. It wasn?t that she didn?t have a sexy body she had that in spades. No sex was something to be done in the bedroom with the lights off. Thinking again of what she had been forced to do with her new husband and his mates made me hard again and this time I did something about it.
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