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Claire smiled nervously as Neil approached their table. She didn’t know what to expect. Neil glanced at Karl and then looked back at her. “Hi darling,” she said as he reached them. “I was just taking lunch. Have you eaten?” Neil shook his head as he stood there impassively. “Let me get you a sandwich and a coffee,” she said to him. Karl stood up. “Let me get it,” he said. “I’m Karl, by the way.” Neil reached out for his outstretched hand and shook it. Claire quietly breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s a beef and horseradish with a latte,” she said to Karl. Neil sat down opposite her. “Having your lunch break then?” he asked her. Claire nodded as she squirmed in her seat. She could still feel the wetness under her and it acted as a reminder. Here she was sitting with her husband while her panties were in the pocket of the man buying lunch for him. There was some wicked irony in it all. “Karl having his lunch break too?” he asked her. She shrugged her shoulders. “Dunno,” she told him. “He came in while I was here.” Karl returned to the table with Neil’s sandwich and a coffee. Neil thanked him. “It must, kind of, mess up your social lives with Claire working on a Saturday?” Karl said. “We manage okay,” he replied. Claire could sense the tension. It was understandable of course. If the roles were reversed and it was Neil with another woman she would be ripping alsancak escort her head off. She glanced at her watch. Time was marching on. “Lunchtime nearly over?” Neil asked her. “Yes,” she told him. “Why don’t you pop in when you’ve finished.” Neil nodded. “Okay then,” he told her. Claire stood up and glanced at Karl. “Well, no doubt I’ll see you around,” Karl shook his head. “I’ll be away most of next week,” he told her. “Got some business to take care of.” Claire glanced back as she reached the cafe door. Karl had moved into her seat and he was facing Neil; they were in conversation. She fell into a state of nervous excitement. Karl was trying to form a relationship with her husband now. How would it go? Would it succeed? Back at the store she kept glancing at the two entrances to her floor as she worked. She was expecting Neil to drop by. She looked up at the clock as well; time was marching on. There was still no sign of Neil. Claire was beginning to panic. Almost two hours had passed and there was still no sign of him. She considered breaking company rules to sneak off and call him and was almost at that point when suddenly the two of them came into the store together. Her heart skipped a beat. Why were they coming in together? Was it because… ? She caught their faces. Karl had a smile on his but Neil looked alsancak escort bayan nervous. She expected them to come up to her supervisor’s station where she was standing doing some paperwork but they didn’t. Karl led him in another direction; towards the nightwear section. Claire gasped silently to herself. She looked across at the tills; the staff were busy and no one seemed to have noticed that her husband had walked in with another man. She looked back towards the nightwear section; Karl was looking at nightdress and panty sets and Neil was standing very close to him. Karl was speaking to Neil as he inspected some of the items. She thought about walking over to them but decided against it. It would only bring attention to them all for one thing, but it might also distract Neil from what he was doing. They stood there for nearly fifteen minutes inspecting various items of clothing. Karl seemed keen on a crimson gown and he held it up for quite a time talking to Neil about it. Suddenly Neil reached inside his jacket and took out his wallet. Claire watched as he took out some notes and handed them to Karl. She watched in disbelief as Neil walked towards the exit while Karl headed for the till. He caught her gaze and smiled as the assistant took the clothing and slipped it into a bag. He smiled again as he walked past escort alsancak her with the bag in hand. It was happening. Neil had obviously conceded to being cuckolded. How had it happened? Why had it happened? What was going to happen next? Questions tore through her mind. She was excited and yet at the same time she was also very nervous. She needed to speak with Karl but she couldn’t. One of the senior managers had appeared on the floor and she had to busy herself. She left work at six o’clock and tried ringing Karl but his phone was engaged so she went straight home. Neil greeted her with the usual kiss as she went in but unusually he also had a glass of white wine waiting for her. “I… I have a bath prepared for you,” he told her as he handed the glass to her. “What’s all this in aid of?” “Karl wants… Karl wants me to take you to him tonight,” he told her avoiding eye contact with her. Claire was stunned. “Do… do you want to take me to him tonight?” He nodded. “Are you sure?” she asked him. Neil nodded silently. Claire moved closer and kissed him. “Are you sure that you want this?” she asked him. “He is going to fuck me,” Neil looked away but she put her arm around him and hugged him. She could feel his erection pressing into her. “You want him to fuck me don’t you?” Neil looked away again. “You… you enjoy the fantasy don’t you?” she asked him. “You enjoy the thought of another man fucking me, don’t you?” He nodded again. “There will be consequences, you know,” she told him. “You will have to live with the fact that you have let another man fuck me; things will never be the same again in our marriage.” “I… I know,” he told her. “It’s…
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