Forgive Us Our Debts: The Marker

By Brock Johnson

When Jerry suspects his wife, Jean, of cheating, he discovers that things are much worse. Jean, a compulsive gambler, has gone in way over her head and bargained with the casino in dark ways to pay off her markers. Jerry discovers this and confronts her in the act with another man. He soon discovers that the humiliation of being a cuckold is the greatest joy in life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tall Tale Depot
• Release date: Jan 27, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224655229

Book preview

It was the feel of his wife's pussy that made Jerry begin to suspect the worst.

As was otherwise typical, a long day had run to night. As usual, it had been a heavy day at work for him, running a large tech supply company. A long day of online sales and keeping house for her. The usual quiet dinner with Jean led to some streaming time with a romcom she liked. That led to some chill-time. That was one of the things Jerry loved about his wife – she loved sex. A bit of hand-holding while watching whatever-it-was on the tube led to some deep soul-kissing. That led to wandering hands and Jean unzipping his pants, dragging old Willy into the open air. Then Jean's mouth swallowing him whole while Jerry slipped his hand under her skirt, and to her panties, and thence to the wet treasure beneath.

Certainly, he thought, their sex life had not suffered, he thought, though the routine had reared its ugly head over the last few years. Still, what they had was solid. Jean's talented mouth massaged his member while his fingers explored her wet canal. In moments more, Jerry stood behind his wife, his pants around his ankles. Jean knelt on the couch, her skirt flipped up and over her back. Her glorious, pale ass pointed at him and her blonde pussy lips spread slightly revealing the pink loveliness between. Jerry pressed the head of his considerable cock against her sopping vestibule and easily slipped all the way inside. He sighed happily as her warm embrace swallowed his cock and he filled her, balls-deep.

Jerry grasped Jean's ass-cheeks and looked down to where they were joined. He never tired of the sight of his cock filling his wife's vagina. He loved the way her pink flesh opened wide to accommodate his girth. The sight of is cock-shaft glistening with her juices, as it slid in and out of her body, never failed to excite him. The aroma of Jean's cunt filled his nose and tripped switches in his brain. Happily, he thrust into his wife's center with long, slow thrusts. Jean moaned and her cunt throbbed around his meat.

And that was when he thougtht something was a bit... off. He did not notice it until he was already feeling that heaviness in his sack that signaled the approach of his climax. Because of his size, in the five years and change they had been married, he had always relished the snug fit of Jean's pussy. Her vagina fit his cock like a glove – a slippery and tight home to his meat. Even as he rubbed a thumb against her gorgeous anus, he felt a slight looseness in her pussy. Even as he nutted, sending spurts of his creamy semen deep inside Jean's depths, he noticed how easily his thumb penetrated her asshole – a place she had never let him go.

Jerry