Corrupting My Innocent Wife

Mike and Helen had known each other since childhood. They had grown up as members of the same church. It was when Mikewent to university that he started to have doubts about his faith but he had started courting Helen and their impending marriage was the one thing that held him back from leaving his strict and super conservative family.

They married after he graduated. Their wedding night had been magical, thanks in some small part to the fact that Mike was no longer a virgin. In his soul, he had given up on his religion and he had gone a little wild in his three years away. Drinking, casual sex and even a handful of but his bond with Helen drew him back. From childhood friends to awkward teens in love, there was too much for him to abandon thoughts of marrying her. There was also the fact that she was beautiful. Her dark hair fell in natural ringlets around her flawless features. Her skin was like cream, pale and without blemish. Her dark, long eyelashes made it look like she wore makeup around her pale blue eyes that had a rim of black around the outside and gave them an almost cartoon-like appearance.

Her figure was womanly but her modest clothing had hidden its true charms until he slipped the white dress off her trembling shoulders. It had fallen to the floor to show white lace lingerie. It was tasteful and probably chosen by her mother to raise her husband’s passions on her wedding night with a view to starting a family. Her breasts were generous, her waist narrow and her behind was round and inviting. She wasn’t much for exercise as all that physical motion in tight clothes would have been unseemly but she watched what she ate. Helen’s mother was a waspish woman and had probably passed her controlled eating habits on to her daughter. Helen had been blessed with natural curves her mother lacked.

Her pubic hair surprised Mike. The girls he had hooked up with had at least trimmed and in a couple of cases completely shaven down there. Her thick bush had almost put him off his stride but he recovered and made love to her. He was as gentle and considerate a lover as a young virgin could have hoped for. He eased her through the pain and discomfort of her first time but made a point of not cumming inside her. He wasn’t ready for a family. Helen’s shock at experiencing cum for the first time had been a little comical but she had curiously poked at the sticky substance her new husband had squirted on her belly once she got over it.

Mike took a job away from their families. This had been a great controversy but he wanted for both of them to be away from their control. He encouraged Helen to get a job. She wasn’t qualified for anything as her parent’s had never put any value on her education. She would be a dutiful wife and mother so why bother with qualifications.

She took a part-time job at a cafe and it had the effect that Mike had hoped it would. Firstly, it stopped her from being bored at home all the time. More importantly, she was exposed to new people, people who didn’t have her upbringing. Sure enough, as she began to make friends and shared with them stories of her childhood and upbringing, their shock made her begin to realise that most people hadn’t grown up like her and that they weren’t evil as she had been taught.

It took a few years of marriage but eventually Helen confessed to her husband that she was having doubts about her faith. Mike had wept and held her in his arms. They changed jobs and moved house. They didn’t tell anyone from their past their new address. They knew that they needed to sever their connection to their past. Their families would at best abandon them and at the worst try to come after them. It took a while but they built a new life together with good friends and friendly neighbours in a life that was their own.

One day he received a call from an agency that was trying to track him down. At first, he panicked but it turned out that they were trying to inform him that his parents were dead. They had died in a car crash. It was a shock but thinking of how they had treated him, he couldn’t feel any grief. He even found it funny that while they must have shunned him from their lives, they hadn’t got a will and as their only heir he inherited everything. He hired a solicitor to deal with liquidating the estate. He didn’t want to go back and he didn’t want Helen’s parents to find them.

They had both turned thirty and Mike found himself evaluating his life. Between his work, his inheritance and good fortune on some investments, he was seriously thinking about reducing his work. Their conservative upbringing had led them to live modest lives. Their home was small, he drove a company car and they had purposefully kept themselves to themselves to avoid attention. After nine years of it though, he had become frustrated with his life and now his parents were gone, it was one less thing to worry about.

For nine years he had worked like a dog. He had reaped the rewards and even with the passive income, his investments generated they could get by but he had a knack for the stock markets and could commit more time to that and quit his job. He could travel with Helen. As long as he had an internet connection, he could work from anywhere in the world. He could buy a big luxurious house with a pool. Maybe Helen would wear a bikini. He sighed at the idea. She was so beautiful and on the rare occasion she let it show, she was incredibly sexy. The problem was that she had never overcome her upbringing. Her clothes were modest and while she seemed to enjoy sex and would be enthusiastic when Mike made a move on her, in the bedroom she couldn’t bring herself to do more than the missionary position. Her arms would lay down at her side as he did the work. However, not long after he would begin she would grip hold of him and hold him against her. Her hips would betray her pleasure and subtly rise to meet his thrusts and she almost always orgasmed. In some ways, this made it worse. He could tell she enjoyed sex but couldn’t get her to open up and explore.

From the day they were wed, Mike had a fantasy. It all tied into pulling her away from her cult-like family. A part of him had always felt like the villain. Corrupting her and turning her away from her family and her god. In truth, he had been nothing but delicate and respectful but his upbringing made him feel wicked and he kind of liked it. He was getting increasingly obsessed with the idea of corrupting her. He would fantasise, as he felt her hips start to grind against his cock, that she was becoming a cock-crazed slut. Sometimes he would even imagine her hips hungrily welcoming in another man’s cock. He would love to see her give in to her lust so thoroughly that she would even fuck someone other than her husband.

Realistically he knew he was at best an average lover. His penis size, while not embarrassing, was average and a little thin and he never lasted as long as he would have liked. Physically he was skinny and a little weak as he didn’t do much exercise and his wife’s home cooking, while delicious, was always modestly portioned. Despite all that she would still have orgasms, her legs quivering, eyes closed and face turned away with shame. He couldn’t help imagining what she would look like with a real man moving her body around, filling her, dominating her. The thought made his heart and his cock ache.

He resolved, even if he couldn’t do much, he was going to corrupt her again. He told Helen he was going to quit his job. When he explained their financial situation, the worry melted from her face and her eyes lit up with excitement. “We can really go on adventures?” she asked with wide eyes.

Mike’s heart panged, she was so damn sweet. He nodded “We’ve been hiding too long. It’s time we started to live a little.”