Sunday's game - Cuckold story
Sunday's game
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On Saturday Michelle was a wreck. At breakfast she was silent and when I spoke to her she jumped like I'd spooked her.
"What's the matter with you? You're as jumpy as a cat."
"Oh, nothing, I just have a few things on my mind."
"Anything I can help you with?" I asked trying hard to conceal the sarcasm in my voice.
"No, I'm going to a shower tomorrow with Myra," she lied, "and I was trying to think of a gift to bring. I have to go out shopping."
"Ummmm."...
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