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She Wants The Landlord But Not Me: Please Don't Touch My Wife No.1
She Wants The Landlord But Not Me: Please Don't Touch My Wife No.1
She Wants The Landlord But Not Me: Please Don't Touch My Wife No.1
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She Wants The Landlord But Not Me: Please Don't Touch My Wife No.1

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My wife and I check out a new apartment. The landlord is older, rich, tall and handsome. They flirt and he touches her during the viewing as though I don't even exist. Afterward, she begs me to call him and ask if she can have another look at the place, alone this time. It hurts but I do it. Later, with more than a hint of cruelty, she tells me what happened up there.

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“I saw your picture at the bus stop!” Her white teeth shine in a full, enchanted smile. She gazes at the tall man in front of her.

Barry. The real estate agent showing us this overpriced condo is a bit of a local celebrity for the ubiquitous ads at bus stops and corner store windows. There’s a dashing streak of grey in his slicked-back hair. He’s around fifty but strikingly handsome, tanned, smiley, confident. He’s got everything I don’t, especially money, judging by his clothes and perfect teeth.

He opens the door wide to let us, or rather, her, inside. He doesn’t seem to be aware of my presence.

“Hey, Barry!” I say stupidly. “I see your picture, like, everywhere!”
He gives me a dismissive, “Yeah,” without even looking at me. His eyes are on her, or rather, all over her. She smiles at him, drinking in his gaze, standing erect to give her tits some emphasis. He openly stares at him. She wiggles flirtatiously as though she’s already getting wet.

She bounces past him into the modern kitchen. He whirls around. Even from behind, I can feel his eyes on her body. She subtly wiggles her ass then turns to him and puts both hands on the counter, squeezing her round C’s together oh so lusciously.

“Please don’t do that,” I think, too scared to say anything.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 5, 2021
ISBN9781005805227
She Wants The Landlord But Not Me: Please Don't Touch My Wife No.1
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Chris Unger Carson Knightley

I married way out of my league and have been a continuing disappointment to my gorgeous young wife. She only talks to me to torment me with stories of all the guys she's sucking and fucking. And yet, I can't let her go. It hurts but it turns me on. She only says because she gets off on torturing me with constant betrayal.

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    She Wants The Landlord But Not Me - Chris Unger Carson Knightley

    CONTENTS

    She Wants The Landlord But Not M

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    Author’s Note

    Cuckold Exotica

    Lesbian Erotica

    Other Novels

    by Chris Unger Carson Knightley

    She looks bored again. My cock is barely in her mouth. She’s looking off to the side.

    Jen?

    She doesn’t even hear me.

    Ahem.

    She looks up at me. Hmm? She remembers where she is. Oh. Her right hand is curled listlessly around my aching shaft. The purple head of my cock rests against her pursed, thick red lips. Her long, silky black hair is splayed softly against my thighs.

    God, I love your lip gloss, I remind her.

    She can barely contain an eye roll. It’s the same shit I wear every day, Steve.

    Right. Sorry.

    She goes back to lazily sucking my cock, her mind elsewhere.

    This is the weird part. Lately, the more bored she looks, the harder I get and the faster I come. Even though she’s barely touching my cock, my legs start to quiver.

    Babe, I’m gonna…

    She jerks her head back and watches my dick throb to bursting with one eye closed, lips curled downward.

    My come shoots up, higher than it has in years. She turns her head away.

    Holy fuck, I gasp.

    She’s already on her way to the door. I watch her. Before the blow job, she had sighed and complained, Do I really have to get naked to suck your dick?

    My long plaintive, Pleeeeaaaasssee, worked somehow and she disrobed with bored reluctance.

    Now she steps over her clothes to bolt to the bathroom sink to wash whatever minuscule droplet of my cum had sullied her perfect skin.

    My softening dick twitches as I watch that

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