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Loser Of The Week:

This week’s Call Confession is a sad case. Talk about frustrated! Poor guy is home alone all weekend with only alcohol, the cold emptiness of porn and Your Truly to keep him company. Sounds like perfect blog fodder, right? Read on!

So what is this guys’ issue, anyway? Well, his story might hit a little close to home whether you want to admit it or not. I have no doubt that very few of you have wives that really want you around much anyway, but what about when she doesn’t want to be near you at all? And it’s not even because you have a pathetic, nub of a cock. Au contraire! You could please her, if she wanted you. It’s not that you’re un-fuckable, it’s just that she’s not interested. Lonely, little cuckold! It would almost break my heart, but when it comes to losers like this guy, there’s a cold, dark hole where my heart should be!

She brought her girlfriends to the house tonight, and they gave you some story about a reunion weekend in Boston. Of course, your wife is going. But are you invited? Don’t make me laugh. Her friends are dressed up and looking hot, right in front of you. They smell amazing and your neglected cock is like a steel rod in your pants. The sweet agony of it all! You aren’t included in their girltalk, but you can hear them chatting about some guy with a huge cock. Of course, you’re straining to hear them! Sad, sad, sad.

Lonely and forgotten….

The ladies leave without giving you a second thought, and your slut wife goes with them. You wish you could be angry about it, but it just turns you on to think about her fucking other men. Well, one in particular. Maybe her girlfriends were just a cover. But you just know that your wife will be with him this weekend. You make a mental note to check her phone for texts and calls when she returns, any signs to confirm what you already know. Don’t worry, she won’t delete the evidence. She doesn’t even care if you find it. She is brazen in her affair, bold and proud of her lust for sex. He’s taking her pussy from you, enjoying what would be yours if she only saw you as a man.

You suddenly realize that you are a man without plans. It’s Friday night, and all of your friends are living their lives. Their wives aren’t fucking other people, and you don’t dare call around to see what your pals are doing. You don’t want to be the third wheel!

So, the drinking starts. Careful that you don’t get so drunk that you fall asleep with your cock in your hand. That would really be the icing on the cake, wouldn’t it? No, just dull the pain. Call your Mistress, pass out and tell yourself in the morning that it’s not so bad. Mmmmm……denial. How does it taste?