Self-righteous husband Stories

“Well, that was interesting,” John, my husband, said as he came into the kitchen, having seen our friends out of the house. “Interesting? How is that interesting? It’s fucking perverse!” I said, throwing a wet tea towel at him, hitting him in the face. I walked out of the room, leaving him to tidy up after everyone, and up the stairs to bed, disgusted. It was after eleven o’clock and I had a presentation to make at work t...

Paul and his wife Denise were invited to a dinner party by their good friends the Thomases, Carl and Sally, along with one other couple whom they hadn’t previously met, David and Jess. They were all in their early forties. Jess was a striking long-haired brunette. She had very sexy dark brown eyes. She was dressed conservatively - longish charcoal skirt, and navy jumper. The thin material and tight fit of the jumper made...