It was a lovely, warm, summer afternoon. Sharron and her friend, Bev, were sitting, having a drink in Bevs’ garden. Sharron had been explaining how her sex life had recently taken a strange turn. She had previously told Bev about how Dan had wanted to know about her past lovers. Bev had advised Sharron to tell him nothing, feeling that he just wouldn’t be able to handle the truth. Now Sharron was telling Bev exactly how wrong she had been. Far from not being able to handle the truth, it had actually turned him on no end, and if truth be told, it had turned Sharron on telling him.
“How much have you told him?” Bev asked.
“I haven’t told him a great deal.” Sharron replied, “Just the tip of the iceberg really.”
Bev found this most amusing. Sharron could hear her laughing to herself in the kitchen as she re-filled their glasses. She returned to the garden shaking her head and still laughing.Â
“Ok, but as I recall, we got through quite a few icebergs in those days.” Bev said. still chuckling to herself, “What exactly have you told him?”
Sharron explained that she had told Dan about the lads on their last holiday. She told Bev that she had confessed that she’d actually had sex with Dan’s mate, Phil and also about the guy from the club. Bev’s jaw almost hit her chest.
“What?” she screamed, laughing even more now. “You told him about Phil and about taxi guy? How did he react to that?”
“Turned him on. The sex was fantastic. He loves hearing about me having an orgasm. When I told him about Phil, he was like a man possessed. It’s giving me goose bumps just thinking about it!”
“Well, if it’s having that sort of affect on him then keep it going. Tell him everything he wants to hear, make the most of a good thing before it wears off.” Bev said with a wink. “Does he know you met taxi guy again?”
“No, I told him it was only once. I didn’t tell him about the farewell fuck I had with the guy from the club before he went back home.”
“How do you think he’d react if you told him?”
“Not sure, he keeps saying that he likes the thought of me with someone else since I’ve been with him, so it could turn him on even more.”
“Only one way to find out,” Bev said, “and if it does turn him on, maybe you should tell him about the others too.”
“Yea maybe.” Sharron replied, “one step at a time though eh?”
*****
I was woken by the feeling of Sharron cuddling up behind me and reaching over me to take hold of my cock. It was a Saturday night and I had been out to the local. Sharron had gone to town with some friends from work and had sent me a text message to tell me that they were going to a club and that I shouldn’t wait up. As Sharron stroked me and kissed my back, I slowly began to come to life. I rolled over to face her and began to kiss her.
“Good night?” I asked.
“Mmm, very good night.” She purred, “I am very drunk now though.”
“Did Tony catch up with you? I asked.Â
Earlier in the evening Tony had asked where Sharron was. I’d told him that she was in town. When he disappeared before last orders, I guessed that he had gone to town to try and catch up with Sharron. He was totally obsessed with her and I knew that with him knowing that I was back home in the local, he wouldn’t be able to resist trying his luck,.
“He did.” Sharron laughed. “He told me that I looked fantastic, we had a dance too.”
“Oh yea?” I said, “anything else?”
“He felt my bum, while we danced. As usual! Pushed his erection into me too. Not very impressive to be honest.”
“Did you kiss him?”
“Course I didn’t, why would I kiss him?”
I felt both disappointed and relieved, at the same time. “I was hoping you might have had a story for me.” I said.
“No sorry, no stories to tell tonight.”
We kissed and cuddled for a while and I could feel myself dropping back off to sleep, as the alcohol took effect again.
“I have got a confession to make, actually.” Sharron said, after taking a rather deep breath.Â
I smiled, without opening my eyes.
“Speak, my child, and all your sins will be forgiven.” I said, expecting Sharron to tell me that she had spent a ridiculous amount of money on a pair of shoes or a new bag, or something.
“Well.” she said, “You know that the thought of me with someone else really turns you on?”
“Yes.”Â
“And the story I told you about the guy from the club was probably one of your favourite stories?”
“Yes.” I said again, hoping that she wasn’t going to tell me that it wasn’t actually true and that she had made the story up.
“I lied when I told you that it was only once.” Sharron said, screwing her face up as if she was expecting me to react badly. In actual fact, it had the opposite affect. I could feel myself growing hard already!
“What do you mean?” I asked her.
“I met him again one night in town, a few months after I had started seeing you.”
Sharron had cheated on me, so why was I so turned on? I had a full blown erection now and I wanted to hear more. “Where was I?”
“It was the weekend that you went away to Scotland on that stag do…….Please don’t hate me.” She looked as if she was about to cry, “I know it was wrong, but it was before I’d fallen for you properly….sorry. Shit excuse, I just shouldn’t have done it.”
I was so turned on, I pulled her to me and hugged her. I grabbed her hand and put it on my cock. “I don’t hate you, I love you, but don’t think that you’re gonna get away with not giving me any details now, I need to know everything, and I mean everything!”
Sharron stroked my cock and kissed me hard.