The Hudsons

By David C. Lowe

When James meets Judy he falls in love and they get married, but as the marriage goes on he learns more about his wife than he ever wanted to

Also contains a bonus story Twin Image Effect - A husband learns some truths about his wife and their children.

• Language: English
• Publisher: David C. Lowe
• Release date: Mar 3, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370356799

David C. Lowe

I write stories under the name David C. Lowe and Charles Lowe.

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The Hudsons

By David C. Lowe

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Copyright 2018 David C. Lowe

Chapter 1

Now mommy is going out for a little while, so you be a good little boy for daddy. Okay sweetie? My wife was speaking baby talk to our nine month old son before handing him to me. And who knows, we might soon have you a brand new little baby brother or sister on the way. She whispered to him again as I held him. He was happily nursing on a bottle.

Our son was of course too young to understand what she was talking about, but I knew full well, and cringed helplessly.

Luv you darling, don't wait up. She said after a pecking me on the forehead before walking toward the front door and out to a waiting car. Her perfume and the enticing sight of her beauty in that thigh high party dress caused me the utmost pride that she was my wife, even if she was another man's woman.

My name is James Hudson. My wife Judy and I have been married for five years. Over that time, a series of significant events have happened. I have finally resorted to gathering my thoughts and recollections and writing them down to see if I can make sense out of all that's occurred.

Judy and I met after I graduated from the state university. We both were working at a company fifty miles from my home town. She was the most beautiful girl that I'd ever had a chance to meet and talk with. I never had much luck with girls in high school or college so when Judy and I started having lunch and subsequent dates, I was walking on air so to speak.

We had so much in common. We were both Catholic. We talked quite a bit about our religion. We both were strong believers but not really devout. We liked many of the same movies and books. I wondered for a while whether or not if she was a virgin. During a date when we were petting very heavily and I got bold enough to gingerly place my hand on her size 38 mammary endowments. She took my hand and moved it around her delightful chest and then pushed it away.

Satisfied? She said afterwards smiling at me. I was blushing, as this was a very bold thing for me to do. The moment of me going further seemed to be broken. To my surprise, she started talking about sex and how far our religion says we should go. She let me know she was not a virgin.

I took her revelation that all was not loss and this was the green light to go further. Instead, she wanted to know if I was a virgin. I tried to be evasive; after all there aren't many guys who go around broadcasting their virginity.

You're a virgin aren't you? I know you well enough to see in your face you don't want to admit it. She said as she looked me deep in the eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes were so intense as she gazed at me.

I never came out and said I wasn't, but through a series of interrogative questions, she got me to admit to two failures in which I never got to actually put it in either of the girls that took their panties off for me.

You're still a virgin then. She said which caused me to blush even more as she kissed me with a