My Wife, The Porn Star Pt. 01

I closed my computer screen. I could tell she had found it, the one thing I dreaded her finding. I'm not a cheater. I have never cheated on her, and this isn't about messages or photos being shared. This is worse. I promised her I gave up watching porn a while back, and even though our sex life is still amazing after ten years of marriage, my sex drive and fantasies are on overload. The search history confirms everything I want to do - all with her, no swapping, although some of the videos may be misleading on that front.

I haven't seen her all day, nor have I heard from her which is strange. Usually she would message by now, letting me know how her day was going. Maybe she's upset at me, I mean, I did break a promise after all. I couldn't deal with her leaving me for this. She was such an amazing Mother - the kindest, yet most humble and hottest MILF you have ever seen. She was petite brunette, but you wouldn't think so from behind. The smallest hips, yet the roundest, most gropable ass you have ever seen.

As mentioned, our sex life is amazing. We do it often, and she still gets very wet for me. It is probably all the dirty talk I dish out. I can tell she loves it, wetting her panties all the more when I do it. Some of what I say is conveyed in the porn, but not all of it. She wouldn't think I was serious anyway, but maybe now she does, since catching what is on my laptop. Argh I don't know how I forgot to clear it.

'Bing', I hear my phone in the other room, so naturally I rush to get it. It would only be her, I mean I don't hear much from my friends anymore, since the kids came around. It is her. The text reads short and simple; "Leaving the kids at my parents tonight. We are going out."

That was it. No hello, now how is your day. I simply responded, "Ok baby. Hope your day is going well, excited for tonight."

It was getting close to 5pm, and I hear her car pull up in the garage. She comes inside with a small bag and no kids. It's obvious she's already dropped the kids off at the parents. Another strange thing was her demeanour coming inside. No kiss hello as usual, no hello. She just pranced into the ensuite and that was it.

I followed her inside, but the door was locked. I knock. "Baby, is something wrong?" I call out from outside the door. "No all fine. I will be out shortly."

Time ticks away, and finally she comes out, dressed immaculately. A black mini dress, with a sparkly diamond choker necklace. Black high heels to match and her hair in a long ponytail. I was surprised on the hair, as she would never go for such a look for a night out, but we are on the clock I guess.

I just stood there, mouth wide open. "Uh, I think I am a bit under dressed."

"You better go and fix that. But first could you put these in the wash for me?" She handed me her panties from the day. Lace black ones.

"Sure." I replied as I started walking to the laundry.

As I walked over, I noticed something else that was very strange. Her panties were soaked, much more than her regular juices. The juices were thick and white. I also noticed a strong smell of I don't know what. This is what her panties smelled like when we were trying for kids, and I was filling her up with all of my warm cum. She used to love that feeling, and of course now we are back to condoms, yuck. I was confused, but I didn't want to say anything to tip her more over the edge. Maybe tonight she wants to tell me about a break, or even worse, a divorce. Surely not over something as little as porn.

I dropped the panties in the trough, and headed back to the bedroom. It didn't take me long to get dressed into my sleek grey suit and white shirt. As I sat and put my shoes on, I noticed something. I could see her leaning forward into the mirror, putting on her lashes. The mini dress slid up. It couldn't be surely. She wasn't wearing any panties, and any movement tonight, would definitely show the world.

Safely to say, even if she leaves me tonight, she won't be going home alone.