Danecuck
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It happened a couple of years ago. My girlfriend Lena and I had been together for about 10 years and was for the most a happy couple, but our sex life had been a little slow the previous months. I was 30 then and she was 28, and our friends had started to buy houses and start there family life. We had not.
We was invited to a friends 30 years birthday at his parents summer residence, which was located by the sea at the east coast of Jutland (in Denmark). It was a big party, with family, new and old friends, people from his work and some neighbours. I guess there were more than 100 invited. The party was in a big tent in the garden and for those who wanted to stay overnight it was possible to camp on the neighbours lawn. Most of our friends brought there tents.
We also brought our tent and after 1� hour public transportation and a little walk, we arrived at the party late afternoon on a perfect summer day.
The party was a lot of fun and around midnight the wine and the takes had done there job. People started to dance, and since I am not a great dancer I placed my self at were I could small talk and have look at the dance floor.
Lena who loves to dance, enjoyed her self and I loved to look at her moving her sexy body on the dance floor. She made me proud.
I of course got more and more takes and I started to notice that she had danced a lot with one particular guy, my friends tennis partner.
I asked Lena if she wanted to join me for bed, but she had so much fun that she said no. I waited a while and got more takes and even more jealous. I asked her again and she still didn�t want to join me for bed. We a had a minor discussion and went takes and angry to the tent alone.
I woke up early in the morning, dry in my mouth and I needed to pee. The sun had rised, the music had stopped playing from the tent and Lena wasn�t laying beside. I went out of the tent to pee, there was no one around and the camp side was quiet. I had a quick look around, but Lena was not there.
Back in the tent I started to worry. Not for Lena�s safety, I knew she was all right, but for the embarrassment I would feel when all the others wake up for breakfast and would I sit there all alone not knowing were my girlfriends was.
And my friends would look at each other with that special look in there eyes indicating that she is just getting laid, and at the same time they would tell me that I don�t have to worry and that she probably just have gone for a walk at the beach.
Then she arrives to the breakfast table and a couple of minutes later my friends tennis partner arrives. They don�t look at each other, but everyone at the table is thinking the same as me and the conversation turns awkward.
Thinking all these paranoid thoughts made me horny and I started to wank my self in my relaxing bag. For a while I hoped that Lena wouldn�t be back before I had cummed.
But suddenly I could hear her fumbling with the tents zipper and before I knew it she was back beside me.
I was both angry, worried and horny and I didn�t know what feeling to respond to. I chose to make a pass on here , so I started to kiss and hug her and I moved her hand down in my relaxing bag so she could feel my rock hard cock.. She avoided my attempt to have sex and said she was tired and wanted to relax. I begged her to wank me of and she gave me a impassionate hand job. I had the sense of another man in my nose drills and I was picturing my naked Lena riding the tennis partners big cock in his tent trying to avoid making noises. I suddenly I had Cum allover in my relaxing bag.
The next morning�
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Danecuck
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The next morning there was a big breakfast table in the party tent, which people joined as they woke up. We sat down with our friends, and I tried to figure out if anything had happened, after I went to relax, between my Lena and the tennis partner. But nobody mentioned a thing and nobody tried to avoid talking to me or Lena. Everything seemed normal, so I started to relax and to blame my self for being paranoid.
But then the tennis partner entered the tent and sat down at our end of the table. I could immediately feel that Lena got tense. She started to talk with a faster pace and she laughed a bit louder than she normal woulf do. I shot down in jealousy and I dont think I said a word during the rest of the breakfast, and when the tennis partner (Allan) and Lena started to small talk I left the table and went to pack our tent and gear.
When I was nearly finished Lena came back from the breakfast. She said she did not want to take the public bus back home and that we had been offered seats in Allan�s car (the tennis partner). I argued that we had to keep Peter, Niels and Marie company at the bus trip and it would be on polite and selffish not to join them.
She insisted and said that she would drive with him alone if I wanted to take the public bus. So before I knew of it, our tent and gear was in his trunk and I was seated in the back seat right behind Lena.
The conversation between Lena and Allan flowed easily and I felt lonely at the back seat. Half way home Allan asked if any one needed to visit a restroom ? I said no, but both Allan and Lena could use a pee. So we made a pit stop at the next gas station, and Allan asked me to stay and watch for the car.
I waited for about 5-7 minutes and I started to wonder why it took them both so long time to visit the toilet. The toilets was at the back side of the building, so I couldn�t see if there was any queue. I started to imagine them together in the handicap toilet, kissing and hugging and Lena going down on her knees to blow him of.
As the night before I started to get both worried, angry and horny at the same time, and not to know which feeling to respond to. But before I knew it I was rubbing my rock hard cock from the outside of my shorts and started to hope that they wouldn�t be back, before I had finished my self.
After 10-15 minutes (I don�t know) Allan appeared from behind the building and went in to gas stations supermarket. A minute later Lena was back in the car. I asked her why it had taken her so long and she explained that there only was one toilet and there had been a line for it.
Even though I wanted that explanation to be true, I was somehow disappointed. I was so horny at that moment and I needed relief.
I told her that I needed to go to the rest room to take a pee. (That way I could both control her one toilet explanation and finish my wank). She started to argue for, that we soon was back home and that I have had plenty of time to visit the toilet. Then Allan was back in the car with takes for all and a DVD he had bought for his Sunday entertainment. And before I knew it, we was back on the road.
They started to talk about the movie Allan (Dogville, by Lars von Trier) had bought. Allan asked me if I have seen the movie, I told him I had and explained that I thought I was highly overrated and boring. But it of course was a matter of taste.
Lena remembered that I had been to the movies alone with Niels and Marie, because she had been sick that evening, and she have not had the opportunity to see the movie afterwards.
Allan said that we were welcome to join him and watch the movie at his place. And maybe have some pizza and stuff.
Lena was enthusiastic by the idea and accepted the invitation immediately. Then she turned to me, and suggested I didn�t join them, since I didn�t like the movie. Check mate.
Soon after I stood alone at the sidewalk, outside our apartment, watching Allan�s car disappear down the road with my Lena inside it.
In the evening�
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