Hi my name is Michael, this begins a story about a moment of weakness where
I severely underestimated my wife's determination and resolve to hold me to
a promise.
My wife Carol and I had been married for about five years, she was a bit
older than me in her mid thirties. With a bit of age she had started to sag
a bit and her beauty that I once knew was also fading. Thus in recent times
I had been taking in alot of pornographic sites on the internet very nearly
getting caught on several occassions. You see my wife is also a bit of a
prude, she was raised with a certain amount of dignity, which I sometimes
found frustrating when pushing my manhood onto her.
Something I was starting to get from the internet was a love of big
breasted women, I imagined Carol with a nice set of DD breasts, bursting
out of her Bras, I was also imagining being with women ten years younger
than her. It was starting to make me feel very guilty not to mention
frustrated, I am deeply in love with Carol and would never cheat on her, so
the dilema I had was trying to fulfill my fantasy with Carol.
I had been stewing over this issue for some time now when I finally
promised myself that I would confront her with my proposal that she have a
surgical makeover including breast enhancement, I even looked up costs and
reliable surgeons so I could present it to her in one go. Money wasn't an
issue as I had made quite a sizable amount through some very good
investments in the stock market, now I work from home helping other people
to success on the stock market like mine.
Although Carol didn't have to work she enjoyed keeping busy, so she got a
simple job at a local womens clothing store selling designer lables to
snobby and beautiful women.
On a Friday afternoon I decided to make my move, it would give me a weekend
to convince Carol to go through with my proposal of a few enhancements.
Carol walked through the door at 6.00pm, a little later than usual. She
was her usual chipper self and busied herself preparing dinner. I grabbed
