Inappropriate

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**Inappropriate**

I'm still processing what I've done. At first I blamed Tom, now, I don't know.

How'd it start? Well, Tom fucked Marybeth. That's right, my name is Tammy and I caught my husband, Tom, in bed with Marybeth.

Catching him in bed with a woman was bad enough, but why her? I've known Marybeth for years.

How do I describe my relationship with Marybeth? Frienemy maybe? In high school she would try to antagonize me. She tried, but the truth is she didn't matter to me. I think I was more on her mind than I ever thought of her. Then we all ended up working for the same company. The company owned by Tom's dad.

I think she never got over high school. There was still something going on in her head. Maybe she was envious of me, but I don't really know why.

I mean, Marybeth is pretty. With dark hair and brown eyes and a body that rocks a bikini when we have company days at our bosses pool, she's got it going on. On weekends you can often catch her at a bar called The Saddle in boots and a mini skirt getting a lot of attention and free drinks.

Then again, I don't think she's any prettier than I am. At 25 years old, 5'2" shoulder length blond hair, and about 120lbs I have curves and still get plenty of looks.

So I don't think it's that.

Not only that, Tom and I had just had sex the night before. I never said no to him. I love sex. I wish we'd have more. I'd pretty much do anything he asked and somethings I wish he'd ask. In fact I was usually the instigator. He's not very aggressive or imaginative when it came to sex. In fact sometimes I think my sexuality scared him. Not that I had that much experience. Before Tom there was one other boyfriend and he only lasted 6 months, and we were both learning, but I'm up for anything.

I did tone it back a bit after meeting Tom. Basically so he wouldn't be uncomfortable. My dresses got a tad longer than they were pre-Tom and the thong bikini was gone, but those seemed to be his preferences.

So back to the question, why did I find him in bed with her?

Tom and I met because we both worked for his father's consulting firm. He was a project manager. I was the bookkeeper. Marybeth worked reception and took care of the everyday paperwork.

The company's not very big. 2 project managers, 13 consultants on various assignments, some who reported to Tom. Tom was already working there when I started. We became very comfortable with each other very quickly.

We never really started dating. We started going out with our coworkers and then one day no one else could get dinner so he and I went. That led to more. I didn't think much of it. Then one time we went out to a bar, afterwards I was feeling a bit frisky. We went from friends to dating. A year later we were discussing marriage. In thinking about it, there was not a lot of passion, just a lot of comfortable. We moved in together.

So, how did I find him in bed with Marybeth.

One Friday night I had to work late. The group was going out.

Tom said he'd go home and meet me there. I told him he should go out with the team. I told him I'd be right behind him

I think that's where it started. Turns out it took much longer than I expected. I was in the office for about four hours. I tried to call Tom. I couldn't reach him. I drove through the parking lot of The Saddle but none of my coworkers' cars were there, so I assumed someone had driven Tom home.

Not finding him I headed home. I opened the front door and stepped in. I tried to be quiet because I figured he was in bed. Then I heard her.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "Fuck me. Am I a better fuck than Tammy?" I heard him moan.

I looked in the bedroom door. There she was, Tommy on his back, Marybeth riding him.

We almost always fucked missionary style.

"Mmm, give it to me," she almost yelled.

I watched. I'd never watched someone fuck before. I was angry, but I stood there and watched. I should have yelled, punched her, but I just watched, mouth open. I mean, I'd never even watched porn. What I realized later was that watching someone fuck really turned me on.

As I watched I saw the way she was riding him. Like a machine. I saw his face scrunch up. I'd seen that face. He was about to cum. She noticed it too.

"Come on Tom, cum for me, fill my pussy, I want your cum," she hissed.

At the time I didn't know she saw me. Later I found out that she knew I was there and was putting on a show.

Instead all I saw was her rolling off him. She looked at me and pretended to try to cover herself with her arms.

In the most insincere voice I ever heard she said, "oh my god, I didn't see you there."

I just stood there with my mouth open.

I looked at Tom. "What the fuck?" I cursed.

He looked at me confused. Marybeth gathered her clothes and headed to the other room.

"So that's what you want? You want to fuck a slut like her?" I said.

I pulled my shirt off over my head. Probably a little irrational, but at the moment I was mad, a little turned on, and wanted to prove that I could fuck as well, no, better, than she could.

'"You like it? You like that tramp riding you? How many men do you think she's fucked like that? You think you're the only one?" I asked as I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor.

He just stared at me. His cock started to get hard again. I heard the front door open and close.

"Oh? Am I making you hard?" I said as I removed my bra. "So you still have some energy for me after fucking that slut?"

He was now hard as a rock.

I removed my panties and straddled him.

"Well, I can fuck just as well as she can," I hissed as I slid myself down his cock.

His eyes nearly exploded out of his head. He'd rarely seen me that brazen about being naked. Never mind about sex. He was obviously not sure what to do. He didn't even know where to put his hands.

I started riding him. "So this is what you like? You like watching me as I fuck you? I saw you looking at Marybeth. So is she better than me? Is that why you were fucking her?"

"No, no, no," he started mumbling.

"Then what?" I insisted.

He just swallowed.

As I rode him I realized it felt good. I mean, is this what revenge sex felt like? I liked being in control. He wasn't in charge of my orgasm. At that moment I was. He was just a tool to be used.

I sat straight up and started playing with my nipples. I saw him watching me.

"Oh, you like that? You like slutty women who put on a show while they're fucking. Well, I can do that!" I told him.

"Come on, you fucked her, was she better than this? Did her pussy, no, her slutty cunt feel better than mine? Fuck me hard! Show me what you have."

One hand stayed on my breasts. The other I slid between us and found my clit.

I'd masturbated before but never in front of anyone. This time he was going to watch me cum.

All this time he just laid there. I think he was too scared to move. I felt the orgasm washing over me. One of the best I'd had in ages.

"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed as I came.

I stopped moving. His cock still rigid inside me.

When I caught my breath I simply climbed off him leaving his cock standing stiff in the breeze.

"I'll be in the guest room," I said.

The next morning I woke up late. I could hear the sound of dishes in the kitchen and smell the coffee. I laid in bed for a few wondering what I was going to do and replaying the night before.

What the fuck, I thought. Why was he fucking Marybeth? What do I do now? Why her? What was it about her that made it worth our marriage? I was angry and hurt.

Lying there I realized I didn't have any clothes. They were in the other room. I wasn't necessarily one to walk around naked.

Oh, what the hell, I thought. I got out of bed naked and walked into the kitchen.

Tom glanced up at me then looked away. I'm pretty sure he didn't know where to look. He'd never seen me standing naked this way, and given what happened he was afraid to look at me.

I looked around. He had spent the morning setting up my favorite breakfast. Even cut flowers from the garden.

I just stood there.

"This isn't going to cut it," I said.

"I know," he answered quietly.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" I scoffed.

"I'm sorry," he replied with his head down.

"Sorry?" I hissed. "Sorry? What the fuck were you thinking?"

"I don't know," he mumbled.

I probably should have gotten dressed but I realized my being naked was making him more uncomfortable so I didn't. I just challenged him.

"Marybeth!" I spat out. "Why Marybeth? You know how she acts towards me. Now how insufferable will she be?"

Again he just said, "I know. I'm sorry." Then he added, "please don't leave me."

Truthfully, I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. I was so angry I hadn't had time to consider what I was going to do.

I crossed my arms. "Sit down and tell me what happened," I ordered.

He sat and hung his head.

"Tell me," I repeated.

"Well," he started, then he paused.

Once again in a sterner voice I repeated, "tell me, now, out with it."

He started again. "There's not a story. We all went out after work. We had a few rounds. Marybeth thought up a drinking game. I had way too much. The guys offered to drive me home. Marybeth said she'd do it. We got to our house and I was really out of it."

"Not so out of it your dick couldn't get hard," I interjected.

"No, I guess not," he continued. "Next thing I know Marybeth is helping me out of my clothes and into bed. Then she's naked and in bed with me and she's on top of me fucking me. I protested but I guess not hard enough."

"You guess? You guess?" I shook my head.

"I could have tried harder," he replied honestly. "I didn't".

"Are you going to leave me?" He asked again.

"I haven't decided," I said. "It's bad enough you fucked someone else, but Marybeth? How inappropriate. First of all, she pretty much works for you. Second, you know how she is towards me."

I suddenly realized I was naked. "I should put some clothes on," I said and went into the bedroom.

I looked in the mirror. I had a great body. What was it that led him to do this? Was it just a drunken mistake?

As I looked I thought about Marybeth, naked, riding Tom's cock. I could see his cock sliding in and out of her. Her pussy stretched around it. His cock slick with her juices.

I barely noticed but as I was standing there I started playing with my nipples. My hand had slipped between my legs. I stuck my fingers in my wet pussy and played with my clit. I watched myself play with myself. I closed my eyes. When I opened them I saw Tom standing behind me. Looking in the mirror my eyes locked with his. I came all over my fingers. Looking straight at him I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked them clean.

The weekend went by. We barely spoke. I slept in the guest room.

Monday we drove together to the office. When we arrived Marybeth was talking to Jim and Bob, two of the consultants that worked for Tom. They all turned and looked at us, Bob smirked. It was obvious Marybeth had told them.

I felt humiliated. It was then that I formed my plan. If Tom could fuck someone inappropriate, so could I, and Bob or Jim seemed like the perfect choice. What could be more humiliating to Tom than fucking one of the guys who work for him.

Over the next two weeks life settled into some semblance of normalcy. We worked, went home, barely spoke, I slept in the guest room.

Friday came around. Instead of going out I invited everyone to our home for drinks. Knowing they'd save money they all agreed. Bob, Jim, Tom, Marybeth and I headed to our apartment.

I made everyone drinks. Then went into my room to change. I put on a tight pair of shorts and a white, midriff baring, ribbed tank top. No bra. Then I joined our guests.

We were all sitting there awkwardly. Something had to give. I figured I'd just address the elephant in the room.

"Ok," i said. "We all know Marybeth fucked Tom."

They all looked at me.

"What?" I continued. "It's not like you didn't know. The question is, what am I going to do about it?"

I looked at Tom. He just hung his head.

Then I turned to Marybeth. "Well, what do you think?" I asked. She just looked away nervously.

I looked at Jim and Bob. "Any ideas?"

Jim looked away. Bob mumbled something.

"What?" I asked. "Tell me. I really want to know."

"Maybe you should have sex with someone in return?" He suggested carefully.

"You know, that's what I was thinking." I replied.

Everyone looked at me.

"What? Marybeth can fuck my husband, why shouldn't I fuck someone else." I said defiantly.

"Tom? What do you think? Should I fuck someone? Would that make us even?"

Tom mumbled something.

"What? Speak up. Should I? Should I spread my legs for someone else? Let someone fuck my pussy? What do you think? Would having another cock in me make us even?" I pressed looking right at him.

Then I noticed something. Tom had a hard on. His cock was erect and pressing against his pants.

"What the fuck Tom? You're hard? This is turning you on? The thought of seeing another cock in me turns you on? Is that what's going on here?" I pushed him.

He didn't respond.

"Well if that's the case, who should I fuck?" I continued.

I looked around the room. Marybeth, Jim, Bob, were looking at me, shocked, mouths open.

"What? Marybeth likes to fuck. Why can't I? She fucked my husband. I bet she's fucked both of you. Hasn't she? My husband's cock is hard. It seems he doesn't mind."

Bob and Jim looked away.

"Do you mind Tom?" I asked.

Tom looked away obviously embarrassed but his cock was still hard.

"Hmm....," I said. "Tom fucked Marybeth. Someone who works for him. Maybe that's it. Maybe I should fuck someone who works for him."

I looked at Bob and Jim.

"What do you think? Should I? Should I fuck someone who works for him?"

They both looked away nervously but a quick look at their crotches told me they were both sporting hard cocks.

"Oh? You guys like the idea of fucking me? Maybe we should make Tom watch. What do you think? Could one of you fuck me while Tom watched?" Neither of them would look at me.

"Tom, what do you think? Should I fuck one of them? Make you watch?"

Then out of nowhere Marybeth chimed in. I had almost forgot she was there. "Fuck both of them," she said.

I looked at her face. All of a sudden I realized she was also turned on. Her face was flush and she was biting her lip.

"Well, the slut thinks I should fuck both of you. What do you think? Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to stick your cocks in me? In my mouth? In my pussy? No cunt. If I'm going to be a slut I might as well talk slutty. Do you want to fuck my cunt?"

Jim and Bob looked at each other, then at Tom.

I stepped up to them. I reached down and rubbed their cocks. "Hmmm," I said. "Seems someone likes the idea."

I stood back and pulled my tank top up over my head. Showing them my naked breasts.

"What do you think? Like them? Want to touch them? Go ahead. It's ok. I want you to.

"I don't hear my husband objecting. Do you?"

They both reached out at the same time. They tentatively touched my tits. I let out an involuntary moan. All of a sudden I realized this was not just revenge I was completely turned on.

I pushed my shorts down over my hips. They fell to the floor.

Standing there in just my tiny thong panties I put my arms around Bob and started making out with him. He responded and started to kiss back. I reached out to include Jim in my hug. I turned my face to kiss him. They started to respond. They started groping my ass and playing with my tits.

"What do you think Tom?" I purred. "Enjoying this?"

I started unbuttoning Jim's shirt. Then unbuckled his belt. Bob started unbuttoning his shirt. I finished with Jim and unbuckled Bob's belt.

"Should we take this in the bedroom?" I suggested.

I took them both by the hand and walked into the bedroom. When I got to the door I turned and looked at Tom. "Coming/" I asked.

He followed. We have a chair in our bedroom. "Sit," I said pointing to the chair. He sat down.

I pushed Jim and Bob down on the bed. I noticed they'd both removed their shoes and socks.

I stood in front of them. I started to remove my panties. Then I had an idea. I went over to Tom. As I turned I noticed Marybeth had also entered the room. She sat on the bed.

I put my hands on Tom's shoulders.

"I think," I started. "If you think I should fuck these guys, you should take off my panties."

Looking me in the eye he reached out and slid my panties down my hips. They fell to the floor.

I turned to Bob and Jim. "Well, my husband has spoken. Why do you still have clothes on?"

They both scrambled to get out of their clothes. Bob was naked first. I pushed him down sitting on the bed. His cock was sticking straight out. I got down on my knees in front of him. I wrapped my hand around his cock.

"Mmmm, for me," I purred.

I lowered my mouth over his cock and wrapped my lips around it. As I did Jim sat down next to him. I reached out and took Jim's cock in my hand as I continued to suck Bob's cock.

I popped his cock out of my mouth. I smirked at him. "Ever think your boss's wife would be sucking your cock?" I asked. Then I turned my head and took Jim in my mouth and stroked Bob's cock.

After a minute or so I crawled up on the bed. On my hands and knees I lowered my chest to the bed. "I need to be fucked," I breathed.

Bob was right behind me. He grabbed my ass and thrust his cock into me. As he continued to thrust I coaxed Jim in front of me. I again took his cock in my mouth. I stopped sucking him for a moment.

I looked at Tom. He was rubbing his cock through his pants. "Take it out," I told him. He undid his pants, pulled his cock out and started stroking it. I went back to sucking Bob's cock.

Bob continued to pound me with his cock. Each thrust pushed Jim into my mouth. I let him pop out of my mouth.

"Fuck yes, pound my cunt. It feels so good," I exclaimed.

I'd completely forgotten about Marybeth. I turned to look at her. She had her skirt up around her hips and her hands in her panties.

Then back to sucking.

Then I felt it. It was all too much. Tom stroking his cock, Marybeth's fingers in her pussy, being pounded from both ends, and the wrongness of being fucked by Tom's employees, the orgasm started to rise in me. I could feel it wash over me.

"Fuck yes!" I moaned.

That was it for Bob. He started to spasm and thrust his cock deep inside me. Hot cum filled my pussy.

"That's it, cum in your boss's wife's cunt," I practically shouted. "Look Tom, your employee is filling your wife's cunt with cum!"

Bob pulled his spent cock out of my pussy. Bob immediately flipped me on my back took Jim's place between my legs.

"Look Tom," I moaned. I've got a cuntfull of cum and I'm going to get another one.

"Bob, come here," I said. "Let me clean that up for you."

I heard Marybeth moan.

Bob moved up to my face. I sucked in his slick cock and started to clean it with my tongue. As I did I could feel him start to get hard again. Jim continued to pound me. I felt a second orgasm rise.

"So good," I moaned.

With that Jim started to cum.

"Fuck, he's giving me another load," I exclaimed.

Bob was hard again and took Jim's place. Jim sat for a minute to catch his breath. Then stuck his cum covered cock in my mouth.

I would have thought that Bob would've lasted longer his second ime around but no. I felt his cock start to spurt. My third load made me cum again.

Bob pulled out

I looked at Marybeth. A look of passion and ecstasy on her face.

"Slut," I called her. "Clean my cunt"

Marybeth obeyed and immediately started sucking the cum out of my pussy. As she did, Jim's cock became hard in my mouth.

Either Marybeth had done this before or she was just a natural but she was hitting all the good spots. I came again on her talented mouth.

Jim started to cum. I felt him spasm in my mouth, but at the same time as I was cumming on Marybeth's Face. His cock popped out of my mouth and most landed on my face.

Everyone was tired. Except for Tom. He was rock hard.

"Do you want sloppy 4ths?" I teased.

He got out of the chair and shoved his cock into me.

He fucked me till he came.

I fell asleep. When I woke up Tom and Marybeth were in bed with me. Jim had fallen asleep in the living room recliner Bob on the couch.

I woke up horny. Both Bob and Jim were asleep naked. I started sucking Bob's cock. Slowly his cock got hard as he started to wake up. I stroked it with my hand as I slid it in and out of my mouth.

Tom walked into the room. He stood there watching me. I saw his cock start to get hard.

At last Bob had enough. His cock spurted and filled my mouth. I held it in my mouth, turned to Tom, opened my mouth to show him the load of cum, and swallowed it down. I had never swallowed Tom's cum.

All day Tom and Bob took turns with me. One time Tom was sitting in the recliner. I put my hands on his shoulders and bent over. Jim pounding me from behind. I kept looking Tom in the eye.

"Oh fuck," I might have to do this again," I exclaimed..

I realized the major turn on was how inappropriate it was to fuck his employees. I thought about how I could capture that again. Then it hit me. I could fuck Tom's father, my boss or fuck his friends. This was going to be fun.

But that's another story.

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