My Wife Delivers Payback Pt. 01

Laura and I met on a blind date that was set up on my twentieth birthday; she was just seventeen at the time.

After just three months, I was asking her to marry me. When I look back now, we were so young, but that was how it was in those days.

We got married when I was twenty-one and Laura was eighteen.

We had planned to purchase a house, but the economy was pretty bad, so we headed off to Europe for a two-year OE

A couple of years away, and we thought it was time to return home, buy a house and start a family.

I secured a great job, and before long, we had the house with the white picket fence and the sound of pitter-patter little feet shortly after.

We had a pretty small group of friends who were in similar circumstances to ourselves; one such couple was Stewart and Carol.

We would often catch up with them on a Saturday night, play games, drink, chat and enjoy each other's company.

We had agreed to attend a ball being held in the city, and afterwards, we were going to a party.

We were all dressed up and had a fantastic night at the ball that finished at midnight, and then we headed to the after-party.

Stewart was one of those guys who mingled with everyone, and Carol was left by herself.

I went over to her and said, 'You don't seem very happy.' She said she was fine. I'm not sure where it came from, "you need to put a spark in your life", and she replied, "I have been waiting for you to offer that for years".

I was pretty dumbfounded at first, but then again, there had always been those little smirk looks when playing games that I never really gave too much consideration

As it happened, I had to call around the next morning to drop something off to Stewart; he wasn't there, but Carol was.

She said, "I hope I didn't put you on the spot last night."  I said, "No, I was fine." Then she asked, "Are you interested in me?"

"I am interested, but we are both married". She replied, "I don't want to hurt Stewart or Laura, but I want to be with you".

We agreed on a day and a location to meet up.

The day came soon enough, and I felt a sense of trepidation, but before I knew it, I was behind the wheel of my RX-7, heading to meet with Carol.

Carol was waiting in the car park, and we greeted each other nervously.

We both knew this was crossing the line, but almost in a trance, we checked into reception and headed to our room.

Carol said, "I'm going to take a quick shower," and I made a feeble excuse ", I'm going back to my car to get my mobile"

Walking back, I said to myself, 'This is a bad idea,' but more often than not, the little head takes control of the big head, so I went back.

Carol was in bed, I stripped off and climbed in beside her, we kissed and I started squeezing her breasts then licking her nipples, she had reached down for my cock and was stroking it, in turn I felt the wetness between her legs.

I love the pussy so I seized the moment to lay her flat and spread her legs so that I could taste her pussy, she was moaning quietly as my tongue probed her pussy and my thumb flickered her clit.

I could sense that she was ripe for fucking so I moved into position to fuck her, I kissed her first "are you sure about this"; "Yes I want you to fuck me, fuck me now"

I lined my cock up at the entrance of her pussy and pushed it in gently at first, enabling her juices to help smooth the journey.

Once I was entirely inside I slowly started to fuck her.

Carol was receptive to my moves but there was no real connection, we fucked we both came and when it was over we both lay there thinking that this will never happen again.

We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.

The next day, I'm in my car, and my phone rings. It's Carol: "Stewart knows what we did."

Those few words were like a knife being thrust into my gut.

Carol had returned home, and the guilt of what we had done became overwhelming.

I arranged to visit Carol and Stewart that night to discuss the situation. It was agreed that Laura needn't be dragged into the whole sordid affair; we had a young child to consider as well.

The following eight months were torturous for me. Stewart often threatened to tell Laura what had taken place. I begged him not to, but finally he considered that our relationship had stayed in tack, that I hadn't suffered like Carol and he had.

The next phone call that was the killer came from Laura, "You need to come home now"

I just knew that I was now in a fight for the survival of my marriage to a woman that I love so much, I knew that I had screwed up, somehow I had to keep what I cherished so much.

When I got home, the hurt on Laura's face was so evident; her voice was calm. "Why on earth did you decide to have an affair with Carol? I thought we had a great marriage"

The next few weeks were unbearable, the hurt Carol and I had caused was beyond words.

Finally, one evening, after dinner, Laura said, "We can't continue like this; we have to come to terms with what has happened. I don't want to leave you".

She forbade me from having any further contact with Carol and Stewart.

Finally, Laura said "one day I am going to hurt you like you have hurt me, you have no idea how I have suffered through this ordeal, furthermore when that day does come you are going to have to suck it up because at least I have forewarned you"

Ten years rolled by, and life had been very good to me. My business was booming, my family life was fantastic, and I was living the dream.

Laura had hit the gym scene with gusto once the children were able to go into day care.

She had trimmed down to 130 lbs, and at 5"6 in heels on stage in a body sculpture show, this was her latest adventure, and she looked terrific

One of Laura's other competitors had undergone some medical enhancements.

"I've decided I want some plastic surgery, my boobs are like poached eggs and my stomach is a mess"

Who was I to argue, a few weeks later I was blessed with the sight of 34c boobs and a fantastically trimmed down waist line

With Laura working so hard on her appearance, I decided to pick up my side of the deal and also join the gym. I teamed up with one of the guys there; we were of similar build and shared similar interests.

Darrin was a handsome guy; he had done some male modelling and rated himself pretty highly, but we seemed to share quite a few common interests, and he was a reliable guy who always turned up for a workout.

Generally, after a workout, we would hit the showers and then grab some breakfast.

Darrin was one of those guys that knew he was in good shape and rather than wrapping a towel around his waist when he came out of the shower he would prance around the room with his towel over his shoulder, his statement to the rest of us mere mortals, hey everyone look at me I am god's gift.

I had to admit that while I wasn't trying to look at him, he certainly had a physique that a woman would be attracted to.

Even when it came to drying himself off, he had to make a statement, he would openly display his technique for drying of his cock and balls, I think he wanted us all to be in awe of him.

Laura and I met with Darrin and his wife, Susan, for coffee a couple of times. Susan was a lovely lady, but very plain in comparison to what you would expect Darrin to be married to.

Laura felt that he couldn't share a mirror with anyone who looked better than him; Laura said, "Darrin is a narcissist, I don't understand how you can be associated with him".

Once a year, a horse racing event takes place in our city, which is a gala occasion with a quarter of the town going wild in a party atmosphere. The men dress up, and the women dress sensationally.

Laura and I had attended the last couple of years, but Laura often had to leave early to pick the children up from daycare; however, this year her mother was visiting, so we had a babysitter.

Race day for Laura was all about the hat and the dress, and over the past couple of years, she had failed to disappoint. However, this year, with her sculpted body, she was determined to dress up for the occasion.

We would gather a group of friends and make a real day of it. My business partner would lead the charge, booking the restaurant for breakfast, organising the table, and the whole nine yards, as we say.

Darrin had somehow managed to get into our event, and my relationship with him had become somewhat strained; I didn't fancy him being there.

Laura shared my sentiment, "I would rather Darrin not be joining us but you are just going to have to suck it up, you're not going to spoil my day"

Race morning, Laura seemed to take forever to get ready, but when she emerged from our bedroom, she looked fantastic. She wore a figure-hugging, knee-length pink dress that accentuated every curve of her body.

There was just enough cleavage to advertise her recent boob job, she was in heels that revealed the definition in her calve muscles and to top it off her arse looked like a walnut hidden behind material.

But she was not happy with the panty line, "Look, it's too late to go to the shops, just take the panties off, nobody will know"

Laura was incredulous that I would make such a suggestion.

I said, "People aren't going to be looking for your panty line; they will be judging your whole package, and you look terrific".

So we left the house with no visible panty line showing on Laura's dress.

We arrived at the restaurant, and since my business partner and I were primarily hosting the guests, Laura and I got separated. Laura was seated next to Darrin, who decided to sit opposite his wife.

I figured Darrin would have been pretty chuffed to be sitting beside Laura; she was looking way better than Susan, who had appeared to have put on a few extra pounds and was wearing a very ordinary dress.

Just a few weeks back Darrin had been bitching about his marriage, I told him"mate you have a lovely wife", to which he replied, "well you take her and I'll have Laura".

I was sure he had a crush on Laura, but the feeling certainly wasn't mutual. Whenever I looked in the direction of my wife, she would roll her eyes about the situation she had found herself in, sitting next to Darrin

Breakfast finished, it was off to the races. I had agreed to be a sober driver, since we were co-hosting and Laura had her first free day to party in ages.

We got to the event about an hour after it started. Laura decided that she wanted to enter the best-dressed woman category, so off she went with the ladies.

The guys just did the guy thing of chatting, drinking and looking at the filly's, of the two-legged variety.

Darrin came over and chatted with me and a couple of friends, remarking," mate, Laura is smoking today,  she is well outside your pay grade". There was a general round of appreciation from all the guys, the usual ribbing, which is part of male banter

The ladies had been gone for well over an hour, and when they returned, they were in high spirits. When you are the sober driver, you become much more aware of the excitement in people's voices, and their body language is noticeably more relaxed.

I could tell that Laura was enjoying herself; she was laughing and throwing her head back in delight.

She was with one of the ladies and three of the boys, and Darrin, of course, much to my displeasure.

The day flies by; it's a party atmosphere, and the sun always shines on race day.

Just after 2.00 pm, Susan came over to me and thanked me for hosting such a great day, but sadly, she had to go and pick up the children from daycare. I asked,  "Is Darrin going as well?", and she said, "No, he wants to stay, can you keep an eye on him since you are the sober, sensible one, so he won't get into any trouble and get home safely, please?". I gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek, and she was off. Just at that moment, Darrin was watching us, and he gave me a smirking look.

There were only three races left, and I was getting tired; people were coming up to say thank you. I wanted to go, but I was obliged to stay until the end.

Laura was now chatting with Darrin and another couple. He had his arm on her waist, and a couple of people joined them. The laughter increased, I was trying not to be obvious watching, but Darrin dropped his hand onto Laura's arse and held it there, he was leaning into her and saying something that she was only meant to hear.

Laura's actions were becoming more animated, and Darrin's were growing bolder.

I was trying to break away from the current group when Laura came to the rescue, taking my arm and maneuvering me to a quieter space.

"Darrin wants to fuck me, christ Laura did you tell him to fuck off"

"No, I have said nothing but I told you years ago that you would pay for what you did to me with Carol, and today is pay-up day".

"You don't even like the guy", to which she replied,

"I don't want to like the guy, I love you, but you have no idea how much you hurt me when you fucked Carol,

I was a young mother, and you gave me no thought at all.

We are stronger in our relationship now than we have ever been, but I warned you that this day would come.

It was not about Darrin, it's about you feeling just a glimpse of my pain"

I asked, "Have you said anything to Darrin?" and she hadn't; " I am showing you the courtesy that you hadn't shown me all those years ago".

She said "after the final race you are taking Darrin and I back to our town house and you are going watch Darrin fuck me"

She turned and walked back to the group with Darrin, who had a bottle of bubbles and added more to her glass. I watched as she leaned in and whispered into his ear what I could only imagine to be my fate; his reaction confirmed my worst fear.

In the morning gym sessions I had confessed to Darrin the mistake I made all those years ago, I didn't know then how much that our gym discussion was going to bite me in the arse.

The last race came and went; it all seemed a blur to me. Darrin and Laura headed over to me, swaying with each other, which was not out of the ordinary. Everyone was pretty pissed by now.

Darrin was cocky, "home James please." I felt like smacking him, but I knew that would only create a worse situation

Laura said" Don't be a party pooper", I was seething.

We arrived at our car, rather than joining me in the front, Laura hopped into the back seat with Darrin. My rearview mirror captured Laura more than Darrin, and when I caught a glimpse of my wife, she gave me that look, This is payback.

They were giggling like school kids, the booze had well and truly set in, I adjusted the mirror and Darrin's hand was on Laura's thigh, before long, if he was not already aware he would discover an unclad pussy.

I had to keep my eyes on the road, then bingo Darrin remarked "oh my oh my you naughty girl", this followed by more laughter then the sound of kissing and Laura moaning, Darrin had pushed her dress up and she had spread her legs enabling him to finger her pussy.

My heart was racing, my blood was boiling but my dick was as hard as stone, I was going through an emotion overload.

We reached our city townhouse, and the automatic garage door opened. I pulled into the garage and closed the door.

Darrin said, "I need to go for a pee" he had been there before, so he knew where the toilet was.

I had a moment to try and get Laura to see sense, but now the gym session was about to come back and bite me.

" You had to tell him that you fucked Carol, did that make you feel the big man, how many others have you told, you have brought what's about to happen on all by yourself, so either man up or we are finished"

I had seen Laura angry over the years, but she was now venomous.

We headed inside. Darrin was coming out of the bathroom, smiling with his smirking look.

Laura said, "I'm going for a pee, grab a bottle of bubbles from the fridge, will you?"

When she returned, I handed her a drink, I had one, and so did Darrin.

Laura had had more than her fair share for the day, but she was now in complete control.

"Darrin you are here today because as you are aware several years back James decided, for better or worse to fuck the wife of one of our friends.

I told him that I would pay him back for the hurt he caused me, and today is the day of payback.

I like Susan, and I hate myself for doing this, so regardless of whether you want to leave now, but if you stay, I will never tell her, neither will James, but this will never happen again"

It was a speech that left us speechless, but Darrin given his arrogant personality, "Don't worry, honey I am going to fuck you so hard that James will rue the day that he ever betrayed you"

The smug son of bitch was going to screw both of us.

He knew that Laura was my virgin bride; he knew the pedestal that I held her on.

So much for what was said in the gym, it stays in the gym.

I wanted to kill him, but killing him would kill any chance of a future with Laura and my kids.

I guess you could say I was fucked.

Laura looked over at me with a quizzical look. My self-esteem was gone.

Laura is a wise woman, she looked at my downtrodden puppy face, "This day needn't have come, but it has, because you caused it"

Darrin, for his part, was oblivious to the psychological games that Laura and I were playing; his not-so-little head had seized control of his mindless big head.

Laura told me to sit in the chair in the corner. I felt like a naughty schoolboy. She turned around and asked, "Darrin, unzip my dress, please". He did so, and I felt like I had become a puppet in this show. I hoped the booze was slowly numbing his reactions.

Lucy turned around, facing both of us, and raised her hands to the alternating corners of her dress.

She slowly and deliberately lowered her dress, Darrin and I were entranced, her new tits, that I had paid out for, looked like twin Everest peaks on her chest and the rest of her body was sculpted beauty.

Her pussy had been shaved with just a strip at the top, her skin was still olive coloured from the previous week of competing in a body sculpture show.

Darren appeared stage-frightened, Laura was model material, way beyond both our pay grades, but he was about to cash in.

Laura looked at me as she raised her champagne and dribbled a small amount through her breasts......" Payback, James is about to begin".

For once, Darrin was in a daze, and Laura had complete control

She took off his shirt, and he tossed it to the floor. Then she unbuckled his pants, and they fell to the floor. He quickly composed himself and removed his pants, socks, and shoes, standing there only in his boxers.

His cock was hard, I could see the tip of his cock just sneaking out the side of his left leg, Laura saw as much as I could and reached down to rub it through the fabric of his boxer shorts.

Darrin loved to strut around the changing room at the gym, like a peacock.

I'm an average guy, about 6", whereas Darrin is a thick, uncut 7.5 ". I hate this guy now.

She looked at me " oh this is going to stretch my pussy"

I was numb, but my cock as hard as rock even though I was doing my best to conceal it.

Laura still had her high heels on, and she knelt before Darrin, pulling his boxers down. It sprang out like an angry python that wanted to feast on the nearest prey.

Laura looked at me, "I am now going to dish out the punishment for all the hurt you caused me when you decided to fuck Carol"

She was kneeling in front of Darrin, she took hold of his penis and pulled back the foreskin.

She hesitated and reached down and grabbed her glass of bubbles, tilted his cock and dunked it in champagne then immediately took it in her mouth, sucking like a newborn baby on a tit, Darrin was groaning like a wounded bull.

Lucy sucked on his cock and balls for a good five minutes, I was hoping that the booze would cause him to be a five minute wonder but alas no.

Laura finally sat on the edge of the bed, her arse was half off, she grabbed the champagne glass and dribbled bubbles through the slit "Darrin it's time for you to lick my pussy"

. Darrin was both half pissed and mesmerised but did as he was told, for me this was no consolation.

Darrin had given Laura's pussy a proper royal workout, "Lucy move, move up the bed will you" "no I'm staying right where I am I want your big cock to thrust as deep as possible into me"

I could hardly believe what I was hearing, she was behaving like a slut, and Darrin was picking up her tempo.

He looked at me and said, "It appears that Laura wants me to fuck her brains out of the top of her head, you've got no problem wih that buddy have you".

I probably looked like a half sucked melon, I replied " go fuck yourself Darrin"

The next few moments hurt the most, Darrin lined up his dick at the entrance of Laura's pussy, he had pulled back the foreskin and was lubricating his knob from her juices.

Laura, obviously felt his knob penetratrate her vaginal wall, she gasped "oh christ James, Darrin's cock is fucking huge"

Darrin was not a considerate lover, he wanted to fuck my wife, and once his cock was entirely in he thrust agressively into Laura.

Her pussy became accustomed to his thrusts and she started moaning in pleasure.

This was going to be her night, she started talking" oh christ James, Darrin's cock is so fucking big, he is splitting me wider than I have ever experienced, oh fuck this is amazing"

Laura was about to orgsam, I knew the signs, she told Darrin that she was cumming and he picked up the pace and almost simultaneously Laura wailed as Darrin started jerking loads into her pussy.

They both were locked into each other, finally Darrin pulled his cock out of Lucy and cum started to dribble on the floor.

'Go get me a damp cloth, James, while Darrin is peeing"

I asked "Is the payback was now complete", Laura asked" Tell me how many times did you fuck Carol", I replied "just the once".

She replied "Im not sure I can trust your answer, so just in case she I'm going to let Darrin fuck me one more time, just for good measure, afterall this might be the last time I ever get a really big cock inside my pussy "

I said "fuck you I'm goung home I'm not goung to be humiliated anymore".

She replied "thats OK but if you leave now you will never fuck me ever again".

Darrin came back into the room. He was coming off the alcohol high and was uneasy about the mood of the room.

He asked, "Is everything alright?". Laura threw me a glance, " Is everything alright, James"?

"Yes, we are all cool, are you ok, Darrin?" 'Yes, I am ready to service the little lady one more time ", he replied

Laura ashered Darrin back over to the bed, she began stroking his cock again and kissing him like a schoolgirl.

I sensed that she wanted to complete my punishment; the foreplay was not as active as previously demonstrated.

Darrin's cock was hard in no time, given the alcohol consumption I was surprised but it had eyes on the trophy, the pussy that now had only had two cocks and he was certainly king dick.

Laura now took a subservient approach  "how do you want to fuck me this time" of course Darrin took the the high road "get on the bed you dirty slut I'm going to fuck you like a dog fucks his bitch"

He grabbed a pillow "Laura, take this to rest your head on, crouch down on your elbows, arch your back so I have complete access to your pussy"

Darrin was now going to fuck me in the head "you all good James, just sit back and enjoy the show, I'm going to show your pretty little wife how a real man can fuck her", he lined his cock up at Laura's pussy entrance, she wimpered as the head went in, he licked his thumb and then rubbed it across her pukered arse hole, again she wimpered.

Slowly he drove his cock into my wife I could here her breathing intensifying, while doing so he had started to insert his thumb into her arse and and was moving it rhythmically as he fucked her pussy.

His pace had quickened, his thrusts were long and deep, I now knew the booze was enabling him to fuck like a porn star.

He suddenly pulled his cock out; it was covered in juice from Laura and his earlier unload.

He grabbed his shaft and rubbed the juice from it on the entrance of Laura's pussy, then he again inserted his thumb.

Laura was encouragingly moving her arse, I had never fucked her in the arse, it was taboo.

Darrin spat into her arsehole, I wanted at this point to protest but I was so consumed by the moment, was Laura going to allow a stranger to fuck her arse.

Darrin positioned his cockhead at her rosebud and gently pushed in, his knob disappeared, again he spat on his cock and Laura's hole and rubbed the saliva on his shaft, he pushed deeper, Laura was moaning like the bitch in heat that Darrin knew he would create.

Darrin continued this process for 5 minutes and finally his cock was deep in Laura's arse.

He pulled it out gently and then back in again, finally he asked Laura how she felt, "this is so fucking good please don't stop, fuck my arsehole with your big cock"

Darrin increased the tempo while Laura started to tease her clit.

He smacked her arse a few times, I would never have done that but while she whimpered she wanted more.

Darrin was pounding my wifes arse and then finally he pulled her in as he unloaded into her arse.

Darrin pulled out. "Well, it seems my job is done for the night, so I'm going to change back into my clothes" Laura remained in the same position; it was her final statement to me.

Her pussy was pink and beaten, there was evidence of having been well fucked and her arsehole had cum dribling out, it to had been fucked.

She got off the bed and looked me straight in the eye "So, how do you feel?" "Tonight is the worst night of my life" "Well, in that case, payback is complete"

She now wanted to return to our home so that she could wake up with our children and continue to be a part of our family again.