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I pulled a suitcase and duffel bag out of the closet and began packing. I heard the door open about 30 minutes later and Cathy calling my name. I had to get a ride with I'm packing.

Where are you going? I mean, jeez, it was just a blow job. If you had stayed you'd have seen I didn't do anything else. I couldn't believe I actually had to explain this to her.

And if that wasn't bad enough, Cathy, what you said to me by doing that was your poker game was more important to you than your marriage.

I was begging I couldn't renege on my friends. But don't you think you're overreacting? I think I'm reacting perfectly.

I just zipped everything up and left as Cathy continued to try and convince me to stay. When the door finally closed I was sure she was crying. Hell, I was certainly crying myself.

I checked into a hotel for the night and slept fitfully. I couldn't help that I still loved her, but I just couldn't accept what her actions told me about her attitude toward me and our marriage.

It was a blatant act of disrespect and it was more about that than the blow job itself. I threw myself into work the next day and was still at it come pm.

I hadn't answered any of Cathy's calls nor responded to any of her texts or emails. She was apologizing but still seemed hell bent on the position that it was a matter of principle to honor her bet.

Apparently honoring her marriage vows had dropped to second place. I stopped off at the Left Field sports bar after work.

I was hungry but mostly I wasn't much interested in going back to an empty hotel room. I missed the hell out of Cathy but I was still so angry at what she had done and hurt at the way she had done it.

I felt them before I saw them. Two figures standing next to my table. I glanced up to see Mary and Alison standing with concerned looks on their faces.

I turned back to the game without saying a word. I didn't respond, so they sat down. I glanced at them again and then back at the game.

There were 7 people in that room and no one but me objected to my wife sucking off Mark. Your fucking husbands even held me back and neither of you said a damn thing.

I bet they wouldn't have been happy if one of you was on your knees doing the deed. And then it was like a car crash and we were wondering just how far she was gonna take it.

And by the time we got past the shock it was too late. Too late, indeed. Hey, how'd you guys find me anyway? We just wanted to talk to you.

We won't tell Cathy anything. I'm avoiding her, not hiding from her. She could do the same thing you did.

I just don't see the point in talking. She still doesn't think she did anything wrong. I mean, I like you and all but I wasn't serious.

I was making a point. I'll bet you don't think Brian would forgive you, huh? Besides, I'm not looking to get even.

I just want a wife that puts her loyalty to me and our marriage ahead of everything and everyone, and especially her poker game. But I don't have that, and that's unacceptable.

She made a mistake I mean, assuming that's what you're doing. What if you were standing there asking them not to and they said, 'sorry honey, a bet's a bet.

We just I'd probably be pissed and who knows what I'd do. But it's not about me, or Mary either. It's about you. This would be a lot easier if I didn't.

I didn't really want to because I still loved her but I just couldn't accept how she had treated me and our marriage. It was more about the lack of respect she had shown me than anything else.

Even as I stood there pleading with her not to do it, she chose the game over me. I couldn't accept that, and had to make a hard choice.

Cathy was surprisingly quiet as the days passed. She signed the paperwork without much fuss and then I didn't hear from her for days, even weeks at a time.

To me, that told me she had no problem with losing me. I guess she didn't want me coming between her and her card games.

The divorce went final and I was a free man, but I wasn't really happy about it. I still loved Cathy and was now doubly hurt.

Hurt by what she had done and hurt that she had let me go so easily. Even though I was determined to go through with the divorce, I would have liked for her to put up some kind of fight.

I stopped into a small bar that night. My choice wasn't without significance: I chose a place that Cathy and I had been to many, many times.

It was a favorite date spot for us, and in fact we had come here both on the night we went to bed together for the first time and the night I proposed.

It was always special to us and I felt the need to be there on the night it was officially over. Damn it.

I was on my second drink. I guess the 'leave me the hell alone' vibe I was giving off was working because even though there were a number of people I knew in there, no one approached me at all.

And the truth was that I appreciated it, because I really didn't want any company, or to talk about it, or anything.

So I was less than pleased when I sensed someone standing next to the stool directly next to me. I looked up directly in her eyes but somehow couldn't bring myself to tell her to go away.

I figured it was time for the showdown we never really had. Feel free. I had my head tilted down so caught sight of her slim calves extending out below the knee-length skirt she was wearing.

A whiff of her perfume, my favorite of course, wafted into my nose as she sat. She smelled and looked so good. I sat there waiting for the excuses to start pouring out.

Instead, I got And you are? My face no doubt indicated the confusion I felt. Her face was one of I didn't know what game she was playing but I decided to play along.

Are you What on earth? Okay, well, let's keep this going, I guess. My divorce was final today. Mine was too. Are you here celebrating?

No, I sure as hell wasn't. This was one of our favorite places. Would I be intruding to ask what happened? How about you?

But I didn't really see it that way at the time. I was so sure I would win so there was no chance I'd have to pay up. Well, as you can probably guess, I lost the hand and felt honor-bound to pay up the blow job I had bet.

My husband didn't see it that way and divorced me. I didn't think it was a big deal, but I later realized the thing that worried me the most was losing my weekly game.

It is. I was on edge waiting for her to keep going but I was trying really hard not to look like that's what I was doing.

She finally continued. An addiction specialist. Or do you? I've come to realize that I was in the early stages of a gambling addiction.

I actually took a leave of absence from work and was in a program for 30 days. My counselor suggested it.

You never struck me as having an addiction. After you left and I had time to think about it I got really scared.

I realized that the game WAS the most important thing to me. I still didn't think I'd lose you, but I also think it wouldn't have mattered even if I knew it.

I was terrified of losing my seat at that table and losing people I thought were my friends. At some point I realized you were right when you said friends wouldn't have let me make that bet or expect me to honor it.

That's when I realized I didn't matter to them, at least not as a person. Hell, I gave a blow job to a guy I don't even like that much just for a game.

Therapy helped me see that as much as I thought I was in control, I wasn't too far away from doing things like betting our rent money.

The high was reeling me in. After I bet the blow job I was on pins and needles as the hand played out. I was nervous, excited, anxious, all of it.

Then she looked around real quick and dropped her head down to his lap. They watched as she pulled his dick out of his shorts and started sucking on it.

They said they couldn't hear anything through the thick window and the noisy camper. The girls could see into the front seat pretty, but they couldn't see them in the camper.

After a while, her Dad came and mom got it all over her face and shirt and all over his pants. She tried to lick it up but it was a real mess.

The girls laughed and talked about another couple of times they'd seen mom with her head between Dads legs. Now these girls were probably a couple of years older than us.

We'd heard about blowjobs, but weren't too sure that really happened. We only had a vague idea what sex was all about.

Next thing I knew, the girl next to me started rubbing my dick. Back then, surfers which we were, through and through wore "baggies" which were short baggy surfer shorts.

Before I knew it she had me hard. The shorts had a mesh lining in them, but mine had mostly ripped out from continual wear, so she could just reach her hand up one leg and there it was.

I looked at her, reached over and tried to kiss her. She gave me a little kiss with a little tongue, giggled, and slipped under the pic-nic table.

Before I knew it, she pulled my hard dick out the leg of my baggies and was sucking on it. Being a young kid with no experience, just her rubbing on it had me hard and about ready to explode.

So, it didn't take long before I was ready to come. I tried to act casual, but everyone was looking at me, because they'd seen her go under the table.

I don't remember doing it on purpose, but just before I came I reached my hand under the table, grabbed the back of her head by her hair, and held her there with my cock in her mouth.

I shuddered, moaned and shoved my dick deeper in her mouth. I came deep in her throat and it seemed like it went on forever. I expected her to jump back, but instead she clamped her mouth down on my cock and sucked every drop out while I pushed her face all the way against my groin.

Then she was back up on the bench and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, giving me an evil little grin. It was weird, but a few seconds later we could hear her Dad make a loud moan and say "Fuck".

I always wondered if they knew what had happened outside and it had somehow made them horny - but I'm pretty sure he Dad came about a minute after I did.

A couple of minutes later, Mom opened the door and said, "allright girls, a couple more minutes and you have to come inside - it's getting late".

Mom closed the door, the girls laughed and asked if we'd noticed that her mom wasn't wearing a bra anymore.

At the time I thought it was funny. We were 13 year old boys. Her mom was standing there in the light of the camper, in a white tank top, with big tits and her nipples poking through the shirt - Of Course we'd noticed!

The girls got up and we said our goodbyes. She never even kissed me. Back at the camp, the other two guys couldn't wait to hear the story.

The next morning, after surfing, we walked up to their camp, but they were gone. We never saw them again, but I had discovered something I'd love for the rest of my life.

My husband will not perform oral on me and will not let me give him oral. He says it's not natural. I've lived with this for years.

In the last year on business trips I've let numerous guys give me oral and I've blow most of them. I feel so bad but it's so exciting and I can't stop.

I look forward to the trips and having a guy between my legs or on my knees in front of him. You need a Premium Account to access that feature!

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I was sitting in the living room with Mary and Alison talking about nothing in particular. It was starting to get late and I suspected the game would be wrapping up soon.

I was all ready to hear Cathy come in and say it was time to go, but I heard something else entirely. It was almost Blow job! I walked into the kitchen and shocked doesn't even begin to describe how I feel when I see Cathy on her knees in front of Mark, who has his dick hanging out for all to see.

She has her hand wrapped around the base and is obviously on the verge of putting the damn thing into her mouth. I move quickly and simultaneously pull her away and jab my open hand into Mark's chest to push him away.

They made a bet and Cathy wanted to raise but was out of money so she offered a blow job in exchange for credit.

She's not doing it. I probably win 9 times out of 10 with that hand. It was a gamble and I lost. We'll settle up next time with actual cash.

Let's go. I didn't bet cash. I have to do this. It was a fair bet. Now let's go. I didn't give a damn about any bet. There was no way my wife was sucking on that guy's dick!

I grabbed her hand but she yanked it away. If I welch on a bet I won't be allowed to play anymore! You're not doing it! Frankly, I was getting pretty pissed that she was fighting me on this.

Why in the hell was it so damned important? It was like she was intent on humiliating me. And then the final thrust was made. I'm no slouch but neither were they and there were 3 of them.

I continued to struggle while begging, yes begging, Cathy to please stop. I hoped for a little help from the ladies but they all seemed to want to see this happen as well.

I was running at the mouth trying desperately to stop her. I'd manage to get an arm free only to be held back until one of the guys got my arm under control again.

But I continued to fight, until the moment when all the fight left me. Cathy wrapped her lips around Mark's dick, sucking in about half of it.

At that moment the fight was over, and I had lost. I collapsed in exhaustion, the adrenaline I had been using depleted.

As I went limp I felt their grips lessen just a bit, but I no longer had the strength to take advantage of it. Don't make me watch this.

She looked at me and our eyes met, and then she just gave a silent nod to the guys that were holding me, and they let me go. I looked her in the eyes for just a few more seconds, hoping she'd realize the extent of my pain and actually stop, and then I silently turned and walk out the front door.

I was desperately hoping she'd follow me. She didn't. My knees were weak, barely holding me vertical as I stumbled to the car.

I was still in complete and utter disbelief at what had happened. One minute I'm chatting away and the next my wife is crushing my soul and violating our marriage vows.

It's amazing the way things can change so quickly. I don't even remember the drive home, but I pulled into the parking space just the same.

We had taken her sedan to the game so I just tossed her keys on to the counter and went into our bedroom.

I pulled a suitcase and duffel bag out of the closet and began packing. I heard the door open about 30 minutes later and Cathy calling my name.

I had to get a ride with I'm packing. Where are you going? I mean, jeez, it was just a blow job. If you had stayed you'd have seen I didn't do anything else.

I couldn't believe I actually had to explain this to her. And if that wasn't bad enough, Cathy, what you said to me by doing that was your poker game was more important to you than your marriage.

I was begging I couldn't renege on my friends. But don't you think you're overreacting? I think I'm reacting perfectly. I just zipped everything up and left as Cathy continued to try and convince me to stay.

When the door finally closed I was sure she was crying. Hell, I was certainly crying myself. I checked into a hotel for the night and slept fitfully.

I couldn't help that I still loved her, but I just couldn't accept what her actions told me about her attitude toward me and our marriage.

It was a blatant act of disrespect and it was more about that than the blow job itself. I threw myself into work the next day and was still at it come pm.

I hadn't answered any of Cathy's calls nor responded to any of her texts or emails. She was apologizing but still seemed hell bent on the position that it was a matter of principle to honor her bet.

Apparently honoring her marriage vows had dropped to second place. I stopped off at the Left Field sports bar after work. I was hungry but mostly I wasn't much interested in going back to an empty hotel room.

I missed the hell out of Cathy but I was still so angry at what she had done and hurt at the way she had done it.

I felt them before I saw them. Two figures standing next to my table. I glanced up to see Mary and Alison standing with concerned looks on their faces.

I turned back to the game without saying a word. I didn't respond, so they sat down. I glanced at them again and then back at the game.

There were 7 people in that room and no one but me objected to my wife sucking off Mark. Your fucking husbands even held me back and neither of you said a damn thing.

I bet they wouldn't have been happy if one of you was on your knees doing the deed. And then it was like a car crash and we were wondering just how far she was gonna take it.

And by the time we got past the shock it was too late. Too late, indeed. Hey, how'd you guys find me anyway?

We just wanted to talk to you. We won't tell Cathy anything. I'm avoiding her, not hiding from her. She could do the same thing you did.

I just don't see the point in talking. She still doesn't think she did anything wrong. I mean, I like you and all but I wasn't serious.

I was making a point. I'll bet you don't think Brian would forgive you, huh? Besides, I'm not looking to get even.

I just want a wife that puts her loyalty to me and our marriage ahead of everything and everyone, and especially her poker game.

But I don't have that, and that's unacceptable. She made a mistake I mean, assuming that's what you're doing. What if you were standing there asking them not to and they said, 'sorry honey, a bet's a bet.

We just I'd probably be pissed and who knows what I'd do. But it's not about me, or Mary either. It's about you. This would be a lot easier if I didn't.

I didn't really want to because I still loved her but I just couldn't accept how she had treated me and our marriage. It was more about the lack of respect she had shown me than anything else.

Even as I stood there pleading with her not to do it, she chose the game over me. I couldn't accept that, and had to make a hard choice.

Cathy was surprisingly quiet as the days passed. She signed the paperwork without much fuss and then I didn't hear from her for days, even weeks at a time.

To me, that told me she had no problem with losing me. I guess she didn't want me coming between her and her card games. The divorce went final and I was a free man, but I wasn't really happy about it.

I still loved Cathy and was now doubly hurt. Hurt by what she had done and hurt that she had let me go so easily. Even though I was determined to go through with the divorce, I would have liked for her to put up some kind of fight.

I stopped into a small bar that night. My choice wasn't without significance: I chose a place that Cathy and I had been to many, many times.

It was a favorite date spot for us, and in fact we had come here both on the night we went to bed together for the first time and the night I proposed.

It was always special to us and I felt the need to be there on the night it was officially over. Damn it. I was on my second drink. I guess the 'leave me the hell alone' vibe I was giving off was working because even though there were a number of people I knew in there, no one approached me at all.

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