The Case of the Cheating Wife

When I made the trip to my home town for a family reunion, it was my first in several years. There were some people whom I had not seen since the last reunion I had attended, one of whom was my cousin, Rick.

When I saw Rick, he introduced me to his wife, Christy, who was a knock out replica of Kirsty Alley when she was in her prime. Christy has long dark hair, beautiful blue eyes and an hourglass figure, high lighted by a very prominent cleavage.

Rick and Christy invited me to dinner at their house after the reunion. They had been married five years but had no children. Rick insisted that I check out of my hotel the next morning and stay in their guest bedroom. I accepted, having no idea what might happen.

The next morning, which was a Monday, Rick was at work when I knocked on their door. I heard Christy yell, "It's open; come on in!" and I went inside. I could smell bacon cooking and I easily found the kitchen.

Christy was at the stove, her back to me and she was wearing a very thin full length lingerie robe.

"Good morning; something smells good," I said.

"Good morning, Will. Breakfast is my favorite meal," she replied.

She turned around and held up the coffee pot in front of her. The front of her robe was hanging open and she was wearing a powder blue bra and panties; nothing else under the robe.

"Coffee?" She asked innocently.

"Sure."

"Cream and sugar are on the table; I've already had some."

I could not help but stare at her generous cleavage as she leaned over to pour coffee for me. I could see in my peripheral vision that she saw me looking at her breasts. It didn't seem to bother her.

"How do you like your eggs?" She asked.

"Over easy, please," I replied.

"I thought so."

A few minutes later we were sitting across from each other enjoying our food.

"I'm curious, Christy, why did you think I would like my eggs over easy?"

"By the way you tried not to look at my tits when I poured your coffee."

"I don't understand?"

"A man who likes eggs poached is usually a pompous ass who likes to be pampered. A guy who likes eggs over hard is usually an alpha male and likes rough sex. A guy who likes scrambled eggs is usually kinky, But a guy who likes eggs over easy usually IS easy and will do whatever his woman wants."

Her explanation kind of threw me and I was silent as I processed what she had said.

"Well, I'm not submissive, if that's what you're implying," I said defensively.

"Maybe not, but I'll bet you're easily seduced; I could seduce you right now."

"You're a gorgeous woman, but you're also my cousin's wife, so there's no chance of that happening."

She moved her chair so that she was beside the table, facing me. She opened her robe and spread her legs, displaying the crotch of her powder blue panties. I stared and she knew I would. She picked up her coffee cup and took a slow sip as she watched my reaction.

"Let me tell you something, Will. Rick trains every year at this time for the Iron Man Competition; he's been doing it for five years and he loves it. He's in great shape for a guy almost 40. But I'm 35 and while he trains, there is no sex. No sex for three months, Will."

I was forced to move my focus from her crotch to her face.

"So, what I'm proposing is this: I think I can seduce you to have sex with me, or I can tell Rick that you hit on me and then he'll beat the crap out of you."

"That's not seduction, that's a threat."

"It's not a threat; it's a logical reason for you to get out of that chair, crawl over here and get a better look at the wet spot in the crotch of my panties."

I hesitated for a very long time, probably five seconds and then I slid out of the chair onto my hands and knees and crawled over until I was right in front of her.

"That's a good boy; you won't regret it," she said softly.

She had me and she knew it. When I stopped in front of her, she lifted up slightly in the chair.

"Slide them off."

I reached up to grab the waistband of her panties and slid them down off her butt and her legs. I could smell the heat and arousal of her shaved pussy as I pulled the panties off of her feet.

She put her hands on the sides of my head and guided it slowly between her thighs as she slipped to the edge of the chair.

"Use your mouth; only your mouth."

I slipped my hands to hold the outside of her thighs as I pressed my mouth into her wet pussy. if Rick caught me doing this, I'd be a dead man.

I barely got a taste of her when she pressed her hands firmly on the sides of my face and pulled me just out of reach.

"Do you want it?" She asked teasingly.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, please?

"Yes, please, what?"

"Yes, please, ma'am?"

"That's better. Now, tell me what you want."

"To lick you."

"Say it properly."

"I want to lick you."

"What do you want to lick?"

"I want to lick your pussy."

"I don't have a pussy, I have a cunt."

"May I please eat your cunt, Ma'am?"

"Very good! NOW you may eat my cunt."

And I did, voraciously, like my life depended on it. Her legs slipped over my shoulders and I used my tongue every way she told me until she had come twice, finally pushing me away. I had never felt so used and so horny in my life. I would have done anything she wanted.

She stood up and took my hand and led me to the living room. She slowly undressed me, smiling when my erection popped free from my briefs. She pushed me down to sit on the sofa.

"I wouldn't fuck someone else in our bed," she said.

She straddled my body, kneeling on the sofa and suddenly I felt the wet warmth of her pussy as it sheathed my cock. Her hands rested on my shoulders as her body consumed my erection and she sat still, feeding her tits to me, one at a time. I enjoyed them probably as much as she did, although I could feel wetness seeping down over my balls.

At her discretion, she began slowly bouncing up and down, riding my erection. I held her tits in my hand, which was a perfect distraction from what her pussy was doing to my cock. Time seemed to evaporate and yet there had been no rush. She bounced a little faster when she was near her peak.

"I'm close, can you come?" She asked, breathing heavily.

"Yeah, anytime," I moaned.

"Shoot it; come in me!" She moaned.

I did and her fingernails dug into my shoulders as she came, her eyes closed as she bit her lower lip. I grunted and sent several shots inside her before I felt my cock begin to shrivel. She kissed me passionately and climbed off, cupping her pussy with a hand as she walked into the bathroom, giggling all the way.

I felt awkward sitting there naked so I hurriedly got dressed. She acted very calmly the rest of the day, showing me an architech's drawings of a remodeling project they had for the house.

Rick came home just before dinner and he and I chatted and caught up to date on what we had been doing since the last reunion. That night, before we went to bed, he suggested something for Tuesday.

"Listen, Will, Christy has been wanting to see a new movie that's out but I'm usually too tired after work. Why don't the two of you go tomorrow? It won't be busy during a weekday."

Before I could summon a reason not to go, Christy spoke up right away.

"Oh, that would be great!"

Breakfast the next morning, after Rick had left for work, consisted of a cup of coffee and then a sixty-nine on the sofa. We went to the mall so she could shop for some shoes, but she didn't buy any.

She wore a summer dress and a floppy straw hat and we walked around the mall holding hands. We had a salad at the mall and made the early afternoon movie schedule.

"What movie did you want to see?" I asked.

"A loud one."

"What?"

She pointed at the poster for an action movie and said, "That one."

We sat in the very last row, our backs against the wall. We had a full view of the theater seating. There were only seven other people there for the showing, two couples and three people who were spread around.

When the previews were over and the movie started, the lights went down and so did Christy. She got on her knees in front of me and unzipped my pants. The back of the seats in front of us would have been a decent shield anyway.

Evidently her plan was to watch a loud movie so the moans from our sexual activity would not be detected. It was a good idea. Her mouth teased and edged me until I begged for release, because she demanded it.

"I need to come," I whispered urgently.

"Beg for it."

"Please, Christy, let me come?"

"You better get creative or I'll still be sucking when the movie ends."

"PLEASE, Miss Christy, please let me come in your mouth?"

"MM-HMMM," she hummed.

I think I left my fingerprints in the arms of that movie recliner as I emptied my balls into her mouth. It was the best movie I ever saw. Don't ask me because I can't tell you anything about it.

Licking her lips, she returned to her seat. I tucked and zipped and got on my knees in front of her seat. She slid to the edge of the recliner and flipped her dress up to her waist. No panties. She spread her legs with her feet on the backs of the seat in front of us and I grabbed her hips.

I leaned in and began licking her slit, slowly at first, and then I probed her for a good taste. I had already discovered that she liked giving directions.

"Just lick, no tongue fucking," she said out loud. Even though the movie was loud, I worried that someone would hear and turn around to look at us.

I licked her pussy and her inner thighs until my knees started to get sore.

"Fingers," she said, very loudly. I cringed, hoping nobody heard her.

I slid two fingers inside her and eased them slowly in and out so she could enjoy it, which she did for a long time.

My knees hurt, so i actually sat on the floor, crossing my legs. She wrapped her legs over my shoulders and her thighs cupped my face. She put a hand on the back of my head. She moaned, much louder than I thought was a good idea.

"Tongue me."

I happily tongue fucked her, savoring the sexy sweetness I tasted for a long time. I was enjoying it so much that I started getting hard again. She seemed nowhere close to coming. Her fingers curled lazily in the hair on my head as my tongue probed her. She was moaning out loud, seemingly unworried about where we were.

"Lick it." She said it so loudly that I was certain someone down in front of us would hear. If anyone did hear or looked our way, I had no way of knowing because she was really getting into it.

I presumed she wanted me to lick her clit. I had been down there for much longer than she had sucked on me, so I thought she was ready to come. Not so.

I licked and teased her clit for what seemed like a long time, and then she really shocked me.

"Stand up."

"What?" I whispered.

"Stand the fuck up!" She said out loud.

I glanced around and nobody seemed to have heard, so I stood up. Christy was smiling as she unzipped my pants, fished out my cock and began sucking me. I stood there in the back of the theater with my cock in her mouth as the movie blasted onto the screen.

She took me right to the edge so quickly that I was embarrassed. She ignored the fact that we were in public.

"Do you want to come?" She asked, stroking my cock.

"No, this is too risky."

"Then get back on your knees and stroke it while you eat me."

I thought that it meant that she was ready to come, but she was not. She started the whole sequence again, making me use my fingers, then my tongue, and then licking. Her thighs were wet with her juices and so was my chin and cheeks. I stroked my cock slowly because I didn't want to come on the floor.

I could not believe how long she made me lick her pussy as she raked her fingers through the hair on my head. I feared the movie would end before she did.

Finally, she gave the final direction.

"Suck it."

I captured her clit with my lips and sucked on it. Then I spit on it and sucked it again and her both of her hands yanked my head firmly between her thighs. She moaned out loud and it was freaking me out.

"Oh, yeah, GO FOR IT!" She yelled.

I was horrified as she humped my face, but the other people in the theater were cheering and clapping. I had to hope that they were cheering for something going on in the movie and not for my effort to make Christy come with my mouth.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" She groaned as she opened her legs and let me go. I slipped back into my recliner sheepishly, my erection sticking out of my pants. I looked around to see what the cheering was for. The hero in the movie won the race, just as I had between Christy's legs.

I used a handkerchief to wipe my face and Christy flipped her dress down. She leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss. The movie was more than half over.

"Stand up again."

"No, it's too risky, Christy, just forget it."

"If you don't stand up and let me suck your cock, I'm gonna yell "rape!" loud enough for everybody to hear me."

"Come on, Christy, please...." I begged.

She stood up and stared me defiantly.

"Last chance."

I stood up and she faced me towards the screen and stepped behind me. She reached around and began seriously stroking my cock. The risk of somebody seeing us made me hard and yet horrified me.

Christy would not be denied. She whispered in my ear as she stroked me closer and closer.

"Think about how good my cunt tasted and then come in my hand. Come on, baby, you can do it. Be a good boy and come for Miss Christy, come on....."

I ejaculated into her cupped hand, groaning louder than I felt was safe as I stood there in public. She stood in front of me and let me watch as she licked and sucked up my sperm from her hand. I quickly tucked and zipped, almost afraid that she would want me to eat her some more.

We sat there calmly for the remainder of the movie.

"I love having breakfast with you; how long can you stay with us?" She asked.

"The longer I stay the more uncomfortable and embarrassed I will feel, so I think I'll leave tomorrow."

"After having our special breakfast?" She asked with a hopeful smile.

"Definitely after our special lunch," I replied. She squeezed my hand and kissed me again.

I left the next day before Rick got home from work. I sent an email to him thanking him for his hospitality. He returned one, saying, "Thanks for taking care of Christy while I was at work; she's never seemed happier. Come back anytime."

It made me wonder how much he knew...