Reluctant cuckold Stories

I held the phone a long time before I called. The screen was dark again. I knew what I had done. I had been trying to keep it small, something that had happened once, in someone else’s apartment. I knew that if I made this call, it would stop being something I could fold away. My nail clicked against the case. I put the phone down. Picked it up again. I could feel that my stomach was tight. Laura answered on the second ri...