Monica And Tim

This story has a cuckhold theme and a cheating wife. If this does not interest you, please do not read.

I put together the cognac sauce for the final touches on the steak au poivre. I had the table set, cocktails made, and now I just waited for my husband Tim to come home.

When the sauce was finished, I placed the pan on a cool burner and turned it to warm. I didn't want to glaze the steak until Tim arrived.

Now that my meal prep was finished, I noticed that my anxiousness quickly returned. I walked into the foyer and looked at the wall mirror that hung on the dividing wall. I ran my hands through my shoulder length, auburn hair as I thought that I didn't look too bad for a thirty four year old mother of two. As I continued to stare at myself, I said in a self-condescending voice, "You really did it today Monica."

I had kissed my boss today. After twelve years of being a faithful wife, nine years of working at the same company for the same man, I had actually kissed him. I had even initiated the kiss... well I had meant to kiss him on the cheek as a sign of gratitude, but it had turned out to be more of a lovers kiss.

I could still feel the presence of his tongue in my mouth, like it was permanently entrapped inside. I, like any normal female, have had thoughts about other men, what it would be like to make love to them, to feel their cock pumping away inside my body. To be fucked on demand, to be eaten whenever I was horny. Kevin definitely fit that fantasy, but after twelve years of marriage, I had thought that I had moved past the point of temptation. He was just a masturbation dream, just like Tim's brother Larry.

My thoughts were interrupted when Tim walked through the door. He looked a little surprised to find me standing in the foyer.

"Dinner's ready... I made your favorite tonight. Lets eat before it gets cold," I said as I turned and walked back into the kitchen to heat the glaze a little more before removing the loose foil from the steak.

Tim hung his coat in the hallway closet and went to the bedroom to change into his usual evening attire, a pullover t-shirt and sweats. He came back into the kitchen to sit down. I looked at him as he sat down. Tim's about 5'10" tall. He has a slight build and the start of a belly. He has thinning, brown hair which is cut short. He is quiet, a terrific father and an adequate, but not a great lover. Of course, since Tim has been my only lover, I guess it is unfair of me to think that way. It probably isn't fair to compare his lovemaking abilities to those of characters in romance novels.

"Monica, where are Kath and Lacey?" Tim asked, puzzled by the fact that our children were not home.

"I took them to my parents house. I thought we could have a night to ourselves since tomorrow is a bye for both girls soccer teams," I replied.

Tim enjoyed feasting on the steak. He claimed he had never found anyone to make it better than me, although I know that isn't even close to being true. I'm adequate in the kitchen at best. But I appreciated the compliment non the less.

We conversed about Tim's day. He work's as a sale's agent for a small, independent, insurance firm. "Anything good with your day today?" I asked.

"Nothing really, actually a little slow." Tim replied as he pecked away at his baked potato.

"I was thinking maybe we could watch a new series on Netflix tonight since the kids aren't home?" I said.

"That sounds wonderful," Tim replied. We chatted briefly about what was happening in the world while we finished eating. Once done, I told Tim to go into the den and I would clean up the dishes.

"Wow... you are going all out tonight," Tim said, but obviously he wasn't going to complain about not having to clean up the dinner dishes, which was the norm.

Twenty minutes later I sat beside Tim and we started episode one of the latest Harlen Coben series on the big screen TV. It was actually nice to watch something on the big screen besides video games. Between the two girls and Tim playing games, I was usually the one relegated to the much smaller TV in the partially finished basement... which was originally put there as part of the kids play area. How the play station made it's way to the den, I'll never know.

As the second episode of the miniseries began, I purposely moved a little closer to Tim and began to move my hand up and down his thigh. It was, at one time, a sign that I was open for sex that night, but after twelve years of marriage, Tim usually blew it off. But not tonight. For some reason Tim pounced on the opportunity, turning towards me and kissing me with lust and need. When our mouths parted for air, we did so only for a moment before Tim moved his mouth to my neck. He was moving very fast. Since he was so into the moment, I thought it was the best time

to tell Tim about my day.

"Honey, I was offered a different job today," I said.

"You were? That sounds exciting," Tim said, as he continued to suck at my neck.

"Yes... um, you know, Kevin has to go to a lot of events as the owner of the accounting business," I said

"I'm sure he does," Tim replied, as his hands finished undoing my blouse and made their way to my braless breasts. I, in turn, reached my hand into Tim's sweats and pulled out his hard cock. I ever so slowly began to pump him.

"He has to go to these events to keep his business up... you know, he has a lot of heavy hitters as clients," I said.

"Hmm hmm," Tim said, as he moved his mouth across my neck and down to my breasts where he began to alternately tease my nipples with his tongue.

I sighed and ran my free hand through his hair. "And you know, a lot of those people that use him... they expect certain things... and one of those things is that Kevin doesn't go to the get togethers alone. It doesn't look right in his clients eyes. He's always portrayed himself as a family man. So um..."

"Well I guess he shouldn't have gotten divorced."

"It wasn't his choice honey. Barbara had a job offer to go to Italy, and she took it."

"Well, I'm sure um... what's her name? The VP?" Tim asked.

"Stacy?"

"Yeah... I thought Stacy went to the conferences?"

"Well, Stacy found another job and left the company. So Kevin offered me the vice president position today," I said.

"Holy shit! That's great honey," Tim said in between sucks of my breasts.

"Yeah... but um... it requires me to go to the meetings with him... at least the get-togethers," I said.

"You mean the conferences?" Tim asked.

"No... no... um," the dinner parties... holiday parties... other social events, things like that," I said.

Tim sat up straight. His hands stopped caressing me. "I don't understand," Tim said.

'I um... I would go as his date to those events. I wouldn't necessarily need to go to any conferences."

"His date?"

"Yes... I would be introduced as his date. I mean, it would just be for appearance purposes... not an actual date, I suppose," I said.

Tim responded with rapid fire questions. "What do you mean you suppose? That it's not an actual date? You mean you don't know? He does know you're married, right?"

"Of course he knows I'm married Tim," I said as I picked up the pace of my hand stroking his cock. Unlike Tim, I hadn't stopped touching him sexually. It was important that he stayed sexually charged while I made my confession.

"So if it's not really a date... it's like a business function then, Monica?" Tim asked.

"Well... these events usually take place in the evening... and he did mention for appearance sake, that I may have to hold his hand and maybe um... maybe kiss him on the lips occasionally... you know, like couples do?"

"I don't understand." Tim said.

"Well, apparently it's very important for his business that he appears to have a so called normal, healthy, relationship. The clients he has all seem to be in that type of situation. They do not know he was divorced."

"Why does that matter? I mean in today's world there is no longer a stigma about being divorced. It's very common. Besides, he got divorced soon after you starting working there."

"Yes, well he was just starting out. Then he got Kelvin Malcom and Marc Deshields on board and then a lot of their friends followed. Both Kelvin and Marc are Later-day Saints, and so are a lot of the clients he signed up after them. Non of them know of his divorce, they just know he has long term girlfriends. They apparently frown upon divorce greatly. It was hard enough for him to get business from so many of them since he isn't a church member, and if they knew he was divorced, well, he would probably lose a lot of it. So he's able to show he has a stable, though unmarried life.

"And you want to do this?" Tim asked.

"It's a promotion honey... more money... more vacation time and greater benefits. Besides... I know I'm married to you and I love you deeply. It's not like anything is going to happen. He understands there are boundaries... well, at least after today," I said. No sooner were the words out of my mouth than I realized I had gotten ahead of myself. I hadn't been sure how to tell my husband about kissing Kevin, I certainly hadn't intended to blurt out anything like I just had.

"What's that mean?"

I actually began to sob a little. The sobs were real. I had no idea how Tim was going to react, but I needed to tell him... I needed him to know.

"I um... today... when Kevin was telling me about the promotion, I um... I went to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you," I said. I waited for his reaction.

"Okay... so?"

My sobs increased. "Well... I missed his cheek because he turned his head at the last second... and I... I kissed him on the lips."

"Accidents happen," Tim said.

I felt some relief, but he needed to know everything. "But... but... it didn't end there... we kissed again... several times... and the last few times he had his tongue in my mouth."

I was totally shocked when I felt Tim's cock jerk in my hand. It was definitely a movement of arousal. I stared at Tim and I thought I saw some excitement in his eyes... so I began to stroke his cock a little faster.

"How many times?" Tim asked.

"Umm, probably four times," I said.

"Probably... you don't know?" Tim asked.

"Well... I wasn't counting Tim. I... we... we kind of got lost in the moment... although it was brief."

"I see," Tim said as he slid his right hand down my thigh. His hand wormed it's way under my leggings and panties right to my pussy and he began to rub my clit. He went right for it. He was excited for sure, I thought to myself.

"Mmm... that feels good, baby," I crooned.

"Well, you said there might be some kissing on the lips, but you didn't say anything about lover's kisses," Tim said.

"I know baby... I'm so sorry... it... it just happened. But... after kissing him for a few minutes, we both realized what was happening and we stopped. Kevin apologized and I did too. Can I make it up to you?"

Without saying another word, I moved my mouth down Tim's body and began to lick around his cockhead. "Mmm... that feels so good, Monica," Tim groaned.

I sucked his cock into my hot mouth and began to bob my head up and down his rigid shaft.

"Oh God... mmm," Tim moaned again. "He must have excited you Monica, you hardly ever give me head."

I stopped briefly to say. "You know I hate to swallow," before I took him back into my mouth and resumed bobbing my head up and down his hard shaft. When he was thoroughly wet and hard, I moved on top of Tim and guided his cock into my wet pussy.

"Oh God, you feel so good Tim, so good. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," I said as I began to ride his cock.

"It's... it's okay... accidents happen," Tim said.

"You sure it's okay baby?" I asked.

"Yes... I um... um... oh God... oh God," Tim said as his body began to tremble.

I felt the telltale sign of Tim's approaching orgasm, but instead of finishing him off, I began to slow my movements... I now wanted to know if he was really okay with what had happened.

"Do you mind that we kissed... that his tongue was in my mouth?" I asked it a whispery voice.

"I told you... its okay Monica," Tim grunted.

"Does it excite you?" I asked.

"What!" Tim exclaimed.

"You seem excited... it seems like we are back in time... like the times you had me do a striptease at a strip club on amateur night."

"You and I both agreed that would be hot. And it didn't involve kissing other guys," Tim replied. "And you ended up doing it... more than once I might add... and it was as hot as we thought it would be."

"And then there was the time right after we first got married... you asked me to fuck your brother," I said.

"That was different... you can't compare this. That was an in the moment thing. I mean I could be mad about today, but I'm trying not to be," Tim said.

"Oh, I didn't mean to upset you Tim... I'm really sorry... but I just want to know, because, as I said, I may be expected to show him some affection on our dates."

"A little peck on the lips ain't gonna hurt," Tim groaned as I began to grind my hips, doing circles on his cock.

"So is it okay if I take the promotion offer honey?" I asked.

"I guess so... but he has to understand you're married Monica.... there can be no question about that," I replied.

"Oh, he knows I'm married baby." I began emitting sighs of pleasure as I moved on his cock, loving the feeling of his hard shaft inside my wanting pussy. I decided to do something Tim loved. As I started to fuck him faster I leaned down towards Tim's ear, and I began to talk dirty to him.

"Mmm... fuck me baby... fuck my pussy... mmm... your cock feels so good inside me. Yes... yes, fuck me... fuck me with your big cock," I moaned with passion.

I continued to fuck Tim hard for a couple more minutes, when he suddenly stiffened and began to fire his load deep inside my pussy. I rode him until he softened, then I rolled off of him and onto my side. I didn't mind that I hadn't cum. I had been so scared about admitting kissing Kevin that I had no issues at all. In fact, I felt relieved that I had gotten that off my chest.

Three hours later, I lay in my bed. Tim lay beside me, snoring away. My mind was rewinding the events of the evening. I was very much stuck on Tim's reaction when I had told him that Kevin's tongue had been in my mouth. He had seemed excited... intrigued. It was just like when we use to fantasize about fucking Tim's brother, Larry, in the years before we had kids to spice up our sex life. Although I would have loved to fuck Larry... and still would, I never would have considered doing such a thing. But role playing the scenario had certainly led to many explosive orgasms... something that had been missing from our sex life for many years. Tim would occasionally use scenarios similar to that over the years when we were having sex... almost like it was a true desire. But that couldn't be... could it?

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I sat on the end of the bed trying to collect my thoughts. It's been nearly three week since I received my promotion and tonight I am going on my first so called date with Kevin. He has a dinner scheduled with two important clients from the oil industry. Kevin has said that the men are both in their early sixties and will have their wives with them. For business purposes, it is important to Kevin not to go to the dinner alone, thus I am accompanying him under the pretense that I am is current love interest.

I thought about the past few weeks, how Kevin has, for the most part, behaved in a respectable manner. I had almost been scared after the day we first kissed that he would assume that I would more or less be open to his advancements, but he hadn't pressured me in any manner. He has, on several occasions, kissed me on the lips when we have been alone, but as soon as he tried to slip his tongue into my mouth, I have stopped him from doing so. I had told Kevin that I had agreed to the occasional kiss on the lips as a facade around his business associates, but I had promised nothing more. "I am married, Kevin," I reminded him of that a few times and he has, on each occasion, acknowledge my boundaries. But deep down inside, it has been harder and harder not to break down and get into a full blown make-out session with him.

I got off the bed to look at myself in the mirror once again. Kevin had said that dinner was not going to be overly formal, so I would be fine in slacks and a blouse. I thought the clothes I was wearing accented my 38-D breasts nicely. I had the top two buttons undone, which revealed a hint of cleavage. Certainly more than what I display at work, but nothing out of the ordinary. My black slacks were tight enough to show off my tight ass, but not to the point that I appeared to be flaunting myself. My emotions were very mixed. On one hand, this was part of my job... I was just going to a business dinner, but under a guise. On the other hand, I'm married, and going on a date... a date with a rather handsome man,

Kevin is forty three years of age, divorced for nine years. He stands about 6'2" and probably goes about 200 lbs. He has really broad shoulders, with light brown hair which is cut right to the tips of his ears. His smile is alluring and his personality is captivating. He has rather long fingers, and I certainly have heard and read what that means... he must have a big cock. In other words, he is a hunk.

The truth be know, I have always found him to be quite attractive, but I know my limits of attraction, because I am married.

As I started for the bedroom door, I stopped and contemplated what I had just thought.... and turned my thoughts to Tim. I thought about his reaction the night I told him that I had sexually kissed Kevin, and how excited he seemed to be. During the first week after that event, Tim had asked me on a daily basis if Kevin had made a move on me. He had almost seemed disappointed when I had told him no. I didn't lie to him. I told Tim each and every time Kevin kissed me on the lips, but I assured him that was all that had happened.

Before I could give the moment anymore thought, Tim walked into the room.

"Wow, you look very pretty tonight," Tim said.

"You think I look okay, Tim? I mean... do I look business like?" I asked.

"You look beautiful Monica. And you don't look business like."

"I don't? Shit, I thought I looked okay. What should I change?" I asked.

"Not your clothes, that's for sure. You look like you should... like a woman going out on a date," Tim said as he stepped closer to me.

"Is that okay? Are we okay?" I asked, looking for reassurance.

"We've had this talk Monica. I understand it's your job... and you've said nothing has happened since that day in the office."

"It hasn't Tim... I..."

"Shh... don't get all worked up. I was just trying to reassure you everything is good. All but one thing," Tim said.

"What's that?" I asked.

Tim grabbed my left hand and held it up. "You're wearing your wedding ring. You need to leave it home," Tim said.

"But Tim... I never go out without my ring... I... I,"

"Well a wedding ring in this situation won't work," Tim said, as he slid the ring off my finger. The first time in twelve years I would be leaving the house without it.

Lacey cried out from the den. "Dad! Kath won't let me watch what I want. It's my turn,"

Tim turned towards the door and hollered, "Kath... give your sister the remote." He turned back to me and said, "Have fun."

"I'll try... I mean, it's so strange... I don't know these people."

"Have fun Monica... have a great time."

I looked at Tim, and, trying to be a smart ass, I said, "So how much fun can I have?"

"I guess you will have to see how the night goes," Tim replied. The girls argument grew louder from the other room and Tim said, "Go." Before anything else was said Tim turned to go separate the girls.

I started towards the den to put in my two cents worth, but decided to let Tim handle the girls for a change. I grabbed my coat, and headed for the door, still confused by exactly what Tim had meant by saying see how the night goes.

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I pulled into the parking garage where Kevin had suggested we meet. It was just about ten blocks from the restaurant. I went up to the fourth floor and found Kevin's black Integra parked towards the ramp leading up to the last parking deck. I pulled up next to him, turned off my car and exited. I walked around the front of his car to get into his front seat and saw that Kevin was staring at me the whole time. He had a sexy smile on his face. The parking garage wasn't crowded, I assume because it was a Wednesday evening.

As soon as I closed the passenger door, Kevin said, "You look beautiful tonight,"

"Thank you," I replied. "But I'm not so sure beautiful is the right word."

"You are dressed far sexier than you dress for work. I mean I guess it's a good thing you don't dress as sexy for work, because I might not be able to concentrate on my job if you looked like this every day," Kevin said.

His compliment rolled through my body with pleasant vibes. As I smiled at him, I saw his head slowly coming towards mine. I hadn't expected this to happen so quickly. His lips met mine and he softly kissed me on the lips.

"Kevin," I said.

"I just wanted to create a mood, Monica," Kevin said before his mouth moved back to mine.

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I walked through my front door a little before eleven o'clock. I hadn't expected to be gone for almost four hours. I'm sure Tim hadn't either.

The house was dark. I went down the hallway to check on the girls and found each of them sound asleep in their rooms. I went to my bedroom and found Tim under the covers, propped up against the headboard, reading a book.

"Turn on the light," Tim said

I reached for the wall switch, and turned on the overhead light.

"Hmm... did you have a good time?" Tim asked, as he closed the book he was reading and lay it on the night table next to the bed.

"It was okay," I said as I began to undress.

"You must of had some fun," Tim said.

"Why would you say that?" I asked, as I went into the bathroom in my bra and panties to brush my teeth. Once done I took off my bra and put on the oversized T-shirt I wear to bed. Just as I was turning to leave I noticed that my wedding ring was sitting on the vanity. My ring of vows. I slipped the ring back on my left hand.

"You just look like it," Tim said as I came out of the bathroom and slid under the covers next to him. My body was shaking with both excitement and fear.

"Do you have anything to share?" Tim asked.

"Well... we um... we went to Flamingo's for dinner. The lobster was exquisite."

"And the company?" Tim asked.

"Well, I talked to the two woman mostly. Shelia and Anne. We talked about kids and life in general while the men talked business." I said

"Did you sit next to Kevin, or across from him?" Tim asked.

"I um... I sat next to him. I um, I sat at the end of the table and the two women sat to my right. Kevin sat to my left."

"I see," Tim said. There was something about the way he said it that caused my nerves to nervously build up even more.

"So, while you were eating and talking, did Kevin, um touch you in any way?" Tim asked.

"Oh Tim... I'm sorry... I"

"Its okay honey," Tim said, trying to calm me down.

"Yes... he did put his hand on my leg," I said.

"And did you leave it there, or did you move it away?" Tim asked.

"I left it," I said softly. "I let his hand stay honey... I didn't want to make a scene."

"So, does that mean that he didn't touch you until the restaurant?" Tim asked.

"Not exactly," I said. I rolled onto my side and gave Tim a deep kiss. He kissed me back with a great deal of energy. As we kissed, I slid a hand under the covers. Much to my surprise I found that Tim did not have his boxers on... and his cock was already hard.

"Mmm, somebody seems excited," I said.

"It's because I told you that you looked really sexy before you left... and seeing you when you came back just made me even more excited," Tim said.

"Hmm... you're not usually like this Tim," I said playfully, as I nibbled on his ear.

"Just tell me about your night," Tim said.

"Are you going to be mad if I kissed him tonight?" I asked, as I stroked his cock slowly.

"Just tell me," Tim said with a sense of urgency.

"Well, I met him at the parking garage on Jackson Street as planned. When I got into his car, he complimented me on the way I was dressed. He told me I looked beautiful... sexy... that he would have trouble concentrating at work if I was dressed this way."

"I guess that picked you up," Tim said. "Probably excited you."

"It did honey. Then he surprised me," I said, as I rubbed my thumb across the crown of his cock, smearing his precum across the head.

"How so?" Tim said. "How did he surprise you?"

"Well, he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I wasn't expecting that to happen so quickly. After he kissed me, he moved his head back a few inches, and his eyes locked on mine as though he was looking for approval, and then he kissed me again," I said.

"Did he use his tongue?" Tim asked with excitement.

"No," I replied. Tim seemed almost like he was disappointed.

"Go on," Tim said.

"Well I said his name... like "Kevin!" He backed away from me and he asked if something was wrong."

"What did you say?" Tim asked.

"Well... I um... I said that although I found him attractive and very desirable, that he had to remember that I was married. I told him that... um... that he was suppose to just kiss me on the lips now and then when we were around his clients... it wasn't a free for all."

"I see. So it ended there? The kissing and touching ended until the restaurant?" Tim asked.

"Not exactly," I said. I realized at that moment that I had stopped pumping his cock... that I had fallen out of synch with my story. I was still trying to figure out if he was really okay... or if I had misunderstood what he had meant by "have fun" when I had left earlier in the evening.

"What do you mean, not exactly?" Tim asked. His attention seemed to have picked back up. I began to stroke him again, and when I said, "A little more happened," his cock jerked in my hand.

"What else happened?" Tim hissed through his semi closed mouth.

"Well... I um... he said that he was just trying to get me in the right mood... the right frame of mind so that if he went to kiss me during dinner I wouldn't act surprised... or shocked. He wanted to make sure that I acted natural. And when he moved his mouth back to mine... when our lips met... I kissed him back," I said.

"How did you kiss him back?" Tim asked.

"Um... with a closed mouth," I replied.

"He didn't French kiss you again?" Tim asked.

"Well... um... like that last time... we got lost in the moment. I'm sorry baby... but we made out... we kissed with a lot of tongue. He's a great kisser... and um... I guess I kissed him back pretty hotly."

"You guess?"

"Well um... um... well I guess... well um... I know I did, because he was certainly stirred up because the next thing I knew, his hand was on my tit." I said.

"Was his hand inside your bra?" Tim asked.

"No... um... over my blouse," I said.

"Did you let him feel you... or did you move his hand away?" Tim asked.

"I pushed his hand away twice... but I didn't the third time," I said.

"Three times? How long were you making out?" Tim asked with excitement.

"Oh God Tim... I can't go on." I said, as I began to work my mouth across his neck and stomach until I reached his cock. I ran circles around the head and then stopped, looked up at him and said, "About twenty minutes."

As Tim moaned at my last words, I took his cock inside my mouth and began to suck him in earnest. His hands tangled in my hair and guided my head up and down his shaft.

"Did... did he touch your tits bare?" Tim hissed.

I stopped sucking him for a minute and asked, "Would that have been okay?"

"Yes... I guess, under the circumstances."

"Well... he didn't touch them bare... at least not then," I said,

"Not then?" Tim asked.

"No baby... um... oh God this is so hard," I said.

"Go on... tell me," Tim almost begged.

"Um... after dinner... when we got back to get my car... we made out again. And I was so horny from before... I let him touch me bare," I said.

"He felt your bare tits?" Tim asked.

"He did baby... he um... he saw them too," I said

"He what?"

"I um... I let him unbutton my blouse because I was scared he was going to break my bra. He had slipped his hand inside the opening in my blouse and got inside my bra but it was really too tight for him to move his hand... so he... he um... he unbuttoned my blouse and pushed my bra up over my tits and felt me up." I said.

Without waiting for a reply, I took Tim's cock back into my mouth and renewed my sucking. I could tell he was close. I actually debated on letting him cum in my mouth... but I really didn't care for the taste of cum. Instead, I moved on top of him and straddled his cock.

"Do you want to fuck me baby... do you want to fuck your naughty's wife's pussy?"

I sank fully down on his cock before he could reply. At this point, I was hornier than hell. As I moved myself up and down on his shaft, I took his hands and put them on my breasts.

"He touched these baby. He touched my tits. He felt them up for a good ten minutes tonight. We kissed with a lot of tongue while he felt me up Tim... I was bad and I'm sorry," I said.

We began to fuck each other with greater speed, and within another minute my orgasm cascaded over me, bathing my body in pleasure. A few minutes later Tim froze in place as his cum came roaring out of his shaft, flooding my pussy with his hot deposit.

As we lay side by side on our bed, each trying to catch our breath from a very satisfying orgasm, Tim said, "I knew something happened as soon as you turned on the light, Monica. Thank you for being honest with me."

"How so? How did you know something had happened?" I asked.

"Your blouse was buttoned crooked... and it was tucked in when you left."

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It's been two months since my first date with Kevin. The trees are now bare of any leaves and colder weather has taken over. I have always loved fall weather, especially here in Pennsylvania. I love the cool, crisp air... the smell of smoke coming from a fireplace. And my favorite time to cook, Thanksgiving, is just two weeks away.

I've been on three more dates with Kevin, and after each one, Tim and I have had great sex. As a matter of fact, after the last date, Tim was again naked when I got home, but unlike the previous times, he was already sporting a very nice hard on.

I have teased him a little more... a little longer confession after each date. It was easy to do, because each time I came home from my date with Kevin, I was hornier than the prior time. I have found myself becoming more attracted to him. We have actually kissed a few times in the office... and he has felt me up each time as well. I have not told Tim about the office incidents.

It hasn't helped that, for some reason, my libido really kicks in from November through early March. Perhaps its the chilly or cold air that makes me seek warmth, takes a toll on me, or something. One of my children was born in August, the other at the end of September, which would mean they were conceived in November or December.

On each of the past three dates I had with Kevin, we had dinner at the same restaurant as the first date... and each time we made out like crazy in his car in the same parking garage afterwards. The second date Kevin kept his hand on my thigh during dinner and on the third date he had actually rubbed my pussy through my slacks, both in the restaurant, and in the car. I have not yet told Tim that this has happened either.

I have not touched Kevin's private area yet, although I have felt his hard cock pressed against my body several times while we made out in his office.

Tim has asked for specific details each time I have gone out and he has almost seemed disappointed that all Kevin has done so far was to play and suck on my tits... at least that's all I have disclosed. On one hand, I really don't want to get carried away. Its been fun so far... exciting, titillating even. But I know that my attraction for Kevin has been rapidly building, and the fact we have started to play around in the office a little bit, it will soon become harder to stop where I have been. Then I think about what I am doing tonight. For the first time, we are going to a more upscale restaurant. A very nice steak house. Kevin had told me that it was his client's favorite restaurant to eat and everyone would be dressed a little nicer. So, tonight, I am wearing a dress. I've debated on wearing stockings... but I'm thinking that maybe I would treat Kevin to a better rub tonight so to speak... with just my panties between his fingers and my pussy.

What I'm actually doing completely contradicts my thoughts of not wanting to go any further with him.

Tim's been working really hard the past few months and we haven't had any play time outside of the three date nights. We definitely have had sexual droughts before, actually for a much longer period of time, so, in one way, our sex life had actually benefited from my dates with Kevin. I'm not sure Tim would have had as much of a desire to fuck me without the added stimulation of me being naughty with Kevin.

But, right now, I'm climbing the wall a little bit. I've made out twice this week with Kevin... and I need to stop doing that. I keep debating on telling Tim what has happened at work, but I havent... at least for now.

I put the final touches on my makeup and went into the family room to say goodnight to the girls and my mother. Tim is working late again and won't be home until after nine. Kevin is picking me up at the house for the first time, although I told him to text me when he arrived so that he wouldn't come to the door. That would be awkward.

Two minutes later I got the text from Kevin. I gave the kids and my mother a kiss goodnight and headed out the door. I grabbed my half length winter coat off the chair by the font door. I put it on, but I didn't bother bottoming it. When I stepped outside I pulled the coat tight against me and walked down the sidewalk to Kevin's SUV. When I got into the car, my coat fell open as I reached to close the door and when I sat back against the car seat, Kevin let out a low whistle.

"Oh stop... you've seen me in a dress before," I said.

"But never a cute little black cocktail dress that rides halfway up your legs. I never realized just how long your legs are. How tall are you?"

"5'9"," I said.

"God, your legs are amazing... you should stop covering them up," Kevin said.

He leaned over to give me a kiss, but I stopped that real quick. "Fuck sakes Kevin... I'm in front of my house. My kids or my mother or even my neighbors could be looking out a window."

"Sorry... I wasn't thinking." Kevin put the car in drive and pulled away from the curb. He drove for a little over four miles before he merged onto the main highway to head downtown for dinner... or so I thought. Ten minutes into the drive, Kevin exited the highway and pulled into a strip shopping center parking lot. He drove to the far corner where the First Watch sat. Since it was early evening, the restaurant was closed and there were no cars in the immediate area. As soon as Kevin had put the car into park, he moved towards me and kissed me. I kissed him back then said, "Kevin... I still have friends and neighbors who live or travel in this area."

"I can't help it Monica... you look so ravishing." He kissed me again, and as he did, he slid his hand inside the open flaps of my unbuttoned overcoat so he could feel my breasts through my clothes.

"Kevin," I sighed, but I did nothing to stop him. As I said, my libido was running high and I loved the way he touched me. We resumed kissing and he soon worked his hand into the opening of my dress and into my bra to touch my breasts directly. I sighed even more as he toyed with my left nipple. We made out for five or six minutes, before I came to my senses and insisted we leave.

Once at the restaurant, we went to the bar to meet his client and his wife for a drink before we were escorted to our table by the hostess. Dinner lasted a little over two hours. The conversation was great. Dolores was a hoot to talk to, she had so many funny stories. Charlie chimed in here and there, adding even more depth to what his wife was saying. I did, at one point, notice that hardly any business discussion was held between Charlie and Kevin, which made the evening conversation even better.

Before we had dessert, Charlie and his wife both went to the bathroom. Just seconds passed between the time that Charlie and Delores got up from the table and Kevin slid a hand onto my thigh and began to massage it. I took a quick look around to see if anyone had a clear angle to what was going on and was relieved to see that no one did. As I had anticipated, Kevin moved his hand up my thigh towards my junction. Unlike the previous dates, this time I spread my legs a little wider. His hand quickly went under my dress and found my panties. He ran his finger up and down the damp material, putting just the right teasing touch on my labia.

"God you're wet," he said.

I smiled at him and said in a low voice, "I am... I know I am."

"I'm hard too," Kevin said.

"You are?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, before he grabbed my hand and puled in to his crotch. I almost gasped out loud when I touched his cock through his pants for the first time. He was indeed very hard and definitely bigger than Tim... by a few inches at least. I couldn't help myself... I palmed his cock and squeezed... I squeezed him several times before I saw Charlie and Delores heading back towards the table. I pulled my hand away and closed my thighs, hinting at Kevin to do the same.

We had desert and resumed our wonderful conversation. But truthfully, no pun intended, it was hard to concentrate on what was being said because all I could think of was Kevin's cock.

Forty five minutes later, we walked with Charlie and Delores to the parking garage. We got on the elevator together and went up two floors to where their car was parked and said out goodbyes. As soon as the elevator doors were shut, Kevin's tongue was in my mouth and his body was pressed against my own. I had a feeling I would have a lot to say to Tim when I got home, especially since my hand went straight to Kevin's crotch.

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Just like the last time, Tim was naked and waiting for me when I got home. I stripped off my clothes and walked naked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I didn't bother putting on my T-shirt... it was just going to come off anyway. I climbed onto the bed and we immediately kissed each other with passion. Tim wasted no time touching my body, running his hands everywhere. My hand was on his cock and I used the precum that was already leaking from his cock to stroke him.

"Mmm baby... you're already so hard," I said.

"You make me hard, Monica."

We continued to kiss wildly. I was waiting for my cue. We both knew what was hapening, but Tim seemed to prefer me confessing as though I had cheated on him verses the actuality of him knowing something was happening each time I went out.

"Did you have a good dinner?" Tim asked.

"I did baby... but um.... I've got something to tell you," I said shyly.

"What's that honey?" Tim said.

"Well... you know that I have made out with Kevin as part of my job."

"Yes," Tim answered with intrigue.

"Well, tonight... after we ate, we were in the garage near the steakhouse and um... um... we started kissing and I let him touch my tits again."

"Bare?" Tim asked excitedly.

"Yes honey... he had my dress pulled off my shoulders and my bra off tonight."

"He did? He had your bra completely off?"

"Yes baby... I was topless in his car," I said in a sexy way.

"Holy shit!" Tim exclaimed.

"Is that okay baby/" I said as I picked up the speed that my hand was working his cock with.

"I... I guess so... I mean, he's felt them before. I can't be mad that he did it again, I guess."

"He did baby. It felt so good too. He massaged my breasts and played with my nipples until they were hard as rocks. He really likes my tits... he tells me all the time how he can't get over the fact that I've had two kids," I said.

"So did things end there again tonight?"

"Um... no baby... I'm sorry... but he made me so horny tonight. You know I've told you that he had put his hand on my leg... my thigh?"

"Yes," Tim said, having a little more difficulty speaking. I stroked him a little quicker.

"Well... um tonight... he sort of slid his hand off my thigh and between my legs. His hand was on my panties, baby. I let him rub me for a few seconds before I moved his hand away, because I wasn't sure if that would be okay."

"Well, I guess... I figured it would eventually happen," Tim said as he moved his own hand between my legs. Tim didn't usually do much in the way of foreplay. He hardly ever rubbed me, and he never eats me anymore. The fact he was rubbing my labia with such excitement was wonderful.

"God, you're really wet Monica," Tim said.

"That's exactly what Kevin said, baby."

"So was he disappointed you wouldn't let him touch you there longer?"

"Where? Touch me where?"

"Your pussy," Tim said as he slid a finger inside me.

"No... um... he wasn't disappointed, because the second time he touched me there I let him."

"He touched your panties again?" Tim asked as he began to pump his finger a little quicker.

"Yes baby," I said as my own hand ministrations began to fall in rhythm with Tim's.

"And... and you let him?" Tim asked

"I did honey. Are you mad?"

"No... I said I wasn't," Tim said. His fingers began to saw back and forth inside my pussy with determination... excitement... lust.

"Anything more?" Tim asked.

"Yes honey... his fingers went underneath my panties... he fingered me baby... he had two fingers inside my pussy... and he fingered me until I came. I came all over his hand baby."

"Oh my God," Tim hissed.

"Oh God Tim... oh that's good... right there baby... touch my clit like Kevin did... oh mmm," I moaned

"He really made you cum?" Tim asked.

"Oh yes baby... he rolled my clit and finger-fucked me so good baby... I actually came twice."

Tim's hand became a blur as he began to finger fuck me quickly. He didn't use the same finesse Kevin had. Kevin's fingers had been magical, controlled, precise... obviously experienced in a woman's needs. He made be cum by strumming my clit with a light, featherily touch then made me cum a second time just minutes later with his fingers dancing inside me while he applied pressure with the palm of his hand against my hooded clit. It was heavenly.

"Oh baby... I'm close... so close... make me cum... please Tim... make me cum." And he did. I exploded with my third orgasm of the evening. I lay back on my back heaving for air.

I looked at Tim and said, "Thank you baby."

"Anything for you honey," Tim replied.

We lay there for another few minutes when Tim said, "So did anything ele happen?"

"It did honey. I made him cum also."

"You did?" Tim asked with surprise.

"Yes honey. After I had calmed a little bit, Kevin moved my hand onto his pants so I could feel the outline of his hard cock."

"Well, at least he didn't take it out," Tim said.

"No baby... I was the one who took his cock out of his pants. He was so hard... and excited, he reminded me so much of you."

"You... you jerked him off, didn't you."

"Well... I started to jerk him off. But he made me feel so good honey... and I was so excited... you know, the excitement of having a new cock to play with, especially after he had made me cum twice. It was all new... it was like I had taken an aprhodisiac... it was fresh. I... I um... I took him in my mouth honey... and I sucked him."

"I bet he really liked that... your mouth is so hot," Tim said.

I quickly rolled on top of Tim and guided his cock into my soaking wet pussy. I began to fuck him with a purpose, knowing that he had to be very close. I stopped after a minute to squeeze my muscles and ground on him until he began to tremble, then I fucked him even faster.

"I sucked his cock Tim. I had another man's cock in my mouth tonight. And you know what honey?"

"What?" Tim somehow managed to say.

"I swallowed for him... I swallowed his cum. I did something for him I haven't done for you in ten years. I swallowed every drop of his cum baby. You've been kissing me all night with another man's cum in my mouth.

Seconds later Tim grunted so loud he woke the kids up, as he unlaoded his sperm inside me.

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It's been ten days since I gave head to Kevin for the first time, but it wasn't the last. Twice during the past ten days I have given a blowjob to Kevin at lunchtime. His cum is so much sweeter than Tim's, I actually enjoy it. In fact... I almost crave it. I'm pretty sure it's Kevin's diet, because Tim's semen almost taste like bleach... maybe ocean water. The morning after I told Tim that I had sucked off Kevin, I tried giving Tim a full blowjob. I mean, after all, he is my husband and I shouldn't do something for another man that I won't do for my husband. I enjoyed sucking his cock immensely... loved teasing him... working him up... but when he climaxed, his cum made me gag and I had to spit it out. I apologized the best I could, but I just told Tim the truth, that Kevin's cum was palatable, and his isn't.

So twice I went for a walk during lunch. I walked a few blocks away from work and Kevin came by and picked me up in his car and took me to a parking garage where I sucked him off after he made me cum with his fingers. He wanted to give me head, but I told him I wasn't taking my clothes off in the garage... well, at least not my pants and panties, and it's just too cold for a skirt. I'm not sure if it's weird that I'm okay with possibly being discovered topless, but not bottomless, but its how I feel. Plus, I figured, if I took my pants and panties off, he may try to fuck me and I'm not sure I have enough willpower left to say no. In fact, I know I wouldn't.

I'm horny day and night now. I think about sex all the time... and, God help me, I'm actually starting to notice other men. Tim has been my only lover having been with him since my sophomore year of college. I mean, I had been with several guys before him, but I didn't do oral or intercourse with either if them. Now that I've experienced sexual activity with Kevin, I think I want to try someone new. It's so different than being with Tim.

One of those men I had noticed is my neighbor's son, Allen. He lives with his father in the house next door to mine. He is a twenty year old jock... tall, blonde, athletic, personable. By personable, I mean a big flirt. He has always complimented the way I look. He's told me many times that I am more beautiful than any of the mothers in the neighborhood. I have caught him checking me out on more than one occasion but I have never paid it any heed.

He has cut our grass the past four summers. While I didn't think about it in the past, I now realize I spent a little more than a few seconds staring at him while he cut the backyard, especially when he was shirtless.

He's home now for Thanksgiving break and I ran into him at the mall on Sunday. I had gone to pick up a few things for Thanksgiving dinner and decided to go to the mall to see if I could find some winter blouses. I was in line at the Salad Bar Supreme when he came up behind me and said hello. We talked for a few minutes until it was my turn to order. I thought he would have left but he hadn't... instead, he had found a table for us to sit at.

"That was really nice of you to hold a table for me Allen. I'm sorry I put you through all that trouble."

"No trouble at all Mrs. Dennison, nothing is too much for you," Allen said.

I smiled at his sentence. In the past, it would have meant nothing... today it meant something sexual, at least in my mind it did.

We talked a little bit about school and he told me he had an issue with getting his car fixed while he was away. The mechanic he called hadn't responded the way Allen had hoped and Allen had chewed him out and the man had hung up on him. Allen had to call three more places before he found someone who could care for it, but at a much higher price than the first guy had quoted. I told Allen how I would have handled it and he replied, "I bet you know how to handle things a lot better than woman my age."

I again felt chills course through my body. I stared into his ocean blue eyes and he stared right back at me... almost like a dare. He was giving me a wanting smile.

"You know, Mrs. Dennison, I talk about you sometimes with my friends."

"You do?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes. Guys at school. I always tell them that the best things in life take time to age, and you are proof of that."

"Allen... what does that men?" I asked with great curiosity. Was he coming on to me?

"When I tell them I live next door to this really cool mom, they ask what's so good about you. That's the best way to describe you. Perfection in every way."

"Wow Allen... um... thank you, I think." He had my interest for sure. I was squirming in my seat.

We chatted some more. He asked me for various opinions on everyday things, such as getting stains out of his clothes, simple dinners he could make at school things like that. After asking me four or five questions, Allen looked into my eyes, with a very flirtatious gleam and said, "You probably have a lot of secrets you could teach a guy like me."

That one made my pussy wet. This young stud was definitely flirting with me... he was trying to push my buttons, and he was succeeding.

"Are you flirting with me Allen?" I asked in my own flirtatious voice.

He just smiled... a smile that said you know I am, but he didn't say a word. He didn't have to. I could feel my nipples hardening in the flimsy bra I was wearing and I was sure the tips could be seen beneath my shirt. I actually pushed my chest out a little further and I saw his eyes drift downward. Yes... he noticed them.

"As much as I like all the compliments Allen... I am married... and more than a few years older than you to boot."

"Well... If you weren't married, I would already have you out to dinner. It's a shame the good things are already taken. It makes it so hard," Allen said, as he shifted in his own seat... as if to adjust his cock in his jeans.

I didn't know what to say. My heart was beating rapidly... my pussy was getting wetter by the minute. I felt daring.

My mind was a whirl of thought. I felt like I wanted to be adventurous. I wanted another adventure with a new man. I thought of what Tim would say. And now that I've discovered I actually like giving head... and after having multiple orgasms a few times a week, I want it all more often. I want sex all the time. But I know I need to hold that in check. Well... until now.

"Well... I do like things that are long, and hard," I said as I stared back at Allen with a look that dared him to take me up on my offer.

"In that case... I have something for you," Allen said. Twenty minutes later, Allen and I were in the back of his SUV, parked seven miles down the road at the park and ride lot. The lot was hardly used on weekends.

"You swear to God nobody hears about this Allen... swear to me," I demanded.

"Like I have five other times, I swear Mrs. Dennison... I swear to God."

"And stop calling me Mrs. Dennison... it makes me feel even older... and its funny hearing you call me Mrs. when we are about to be sexual with each other."

Seconds later we were kissing. I was surprised at his kissing prowess. He kissed me better than Tim... very similar to Kevin... and Kevin was much more experienced, at least by age. I thought that Allen would be a typical, twenty year old, horny kid, but I was very wrong. His tongue danced playfully in and out of my mouth. He was sensual, creative and playful. I got so lost in his kisses that I hadn't realized that he had my blouse open and bra unclasped until I felt his hands on my bare breasts. A minute later, my blouse and bra were on the floor of his car, his shirt was off, and our chests were pressed against each others. For the next eight or nine minutes he lusted over my breasts, licking, sucking, and biting them in many different ways.

It was but another minute when he had my pants undone and I was lifting my ass off the carpeted, folded down seat to assist him in removing them. He buried his face in my wet, red thong and sucked my labia through the material for a minute or so when he had me lifting my ass once again to help him remove my thong.

Allen spent the next twenty minutes eating my pussy with such skill, that I orgasmed at least two times. I probably had two or three other minor orgasms in between. I was so overcome with pleasure, that when Allen climbed between my legs I reached down to grip his cock and helped guide him into my unfaithful pussy. He fucked me hard and long. I moaned and screamed his name as his cock sank repeatedly deep inside my womb. My hands raked his back as my hips thrust upwards to meet his thrusts over and over again. When Allen was ready to cum I had him pull out as I didn't want his cum inside me just in case Tim decided to get frisky. When Allen pulled out, I rolled him onto his back and went down on him. For some reason I realized that it was the first time I had ever had a cock in my mouth after it had been inside me. I actually enjoyed the taste of my own juices.

I sucked Allen's cock for twenty or thirty seconds before he roared loudly and began to buck his hips. He grabbed at the back of my head as if to hold me in place and unloaded a rather large, thick load of cum into my mouth. I had to swallow three or four times to stop myself from choking.

Allen fucked me so well, that the next day, I called in sick to work, and after his father left for work, I went to his house and fucked him all morning in his bed.

I met him again, both on Tuesday, and Wednesday, before and after work. I sucked his cock each morning and fucked him each afternoon. I was totally enamored. I don't know what I would have done if he hadn't left Thanksgiving morning to go away for the weekend with his father. But one thing for sure... I was hooked on extramarital sex now... and this affair would stay a secret... Tim would never know.

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It's been nine days since my time with Allen, and tonight, I have another date with Kevin. We haven't been sexual with each other since three days before Thanksgiving. Neither have Tim and I.

This date came up unexpectedly. I had to find a sitter for the kids because Tim couldn't make it home by four. I wondered if Kevin had gone out of his way to have a dinner set up that wasn't originally planned just so we can get together. And why so early? For the first time I have agreed to meet him at his house. I'm sure he hopes to fuck me tonight.

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It was close to midnight when I walked into my house. Thank God tomorrow is Saturday... I felt totally spent from my so called date. I was full of mixed feelings... as well as full of Kevin's sperm. On one hand I had a night I would never forget, on the other, I acted like such a whore. I was a whore... I was Kevin's whore for the evening and I didn't know how I felt about it.

I walked into our bedroom and found Tim in his usual spot... on the bed, naked with his cock in his hand. I stood at the foot of the bed and unbuttoned my blouse and shrugged it off. I hadn't bothered putting back on my bra. I pulled off my slacks. I hadn't bothered putting back on my thong. Actually, Kevin kept it as a souvenir.

"You're naked... did you go out that way? Without underwear?"

"No baby, I didn't. I was wearing a bra and panties when I left tonight," I said.

"Did you um..."

"Lets talk later baby... I need to sleep. But I'll give you a treat. I climbed onto the bed and took his cock into my tired mouth. I sucked him with eagerness... eager to get it over with so I could sleep. I sucked and licked his cock for only three or four minutes when he began to grunt. He began to thrust his hips as his hands went to my head to hold it still so he could fuck my mouth... and I let him. Twenty seconds later my husband erupted into my cheating mouth and I swallowed for him. I swallowed every drop of his rancid cum because it was the least I could do after swallowing the loads of three different men earlier.

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Saturday morning Tim and I took the girls to their basketball games, then we all went out to lunch. Afterwards, we went home and spent the rest of the day working on decorating the house for Christmas. I know Tim was chomping at the bit to hear what had happened the night before, and I was still debating on how much to tell him. I thought to myself that if he was really horny, maybe I could tell him everything. So, I teased him during the day. I brushed his cock through his pants, I rubbed it during lunch at the restaurant. When we came home from eating, I waited to get out of the car until the kids did and then whispered in Tim's ear with a sexy voice, "I've been fucked by another man." I got out of the car before Tim could question me.

After dinner, the kids had gone into the den to turn on tv to find a Christmas movie we could all watch. While Tim and I were in the kitchen making popcorn and fixing hot cider, he asked if I had really been fucked. I moved closer to him and said, "Let me ask you a few things first."

"Tell me first... did he really fuck you?" Tim said.

"He did baby... Kevin fucked me last night, and I will tell you all about it when the kids go to bed."

Before I could say more, Kath came into the kitchen to help. We then went to watch Elf.

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Four hours, later the kids were asleep. Tim was waiting for me in the bed. I was still debating on how much to tell him when I took a deep breath and decided that I would go with the flow.

I walked into the bedroom wearing a short, see thru teddy. I hadn't worn it in years, but I was very pleased with myself that it still fit. I stood at the end of the bed and posed for Tim.

"Do I look fuckable baby?"

"I've been dying to fuck you all day, Monica," Tim said.

"Mmm, you're excited about me being fucked by another man, aren't you honey?"

"Yes... yes I am... I want to hear about it."

"What would you say if I did a striptease for him? Like I did at the Cat's Meow on amateur night several times before we got married."

"Did you?" Tim asked.

"I asked what you would think," I replied.

"I think he would be a very, very lucky guy," Tim said as he began to stroke his cock.

"Would you be mad if I did?"

"No... I guess not," Tim said.

"Mmm... it was hot stripping my clothes off for Kevin. It reminded me so much of the first two times at the strip club that you and your brother took me to. I remember your brother watching me so intently while I stripped naked. I realize now how much it turned you on... that's why you wanted me to fuck him... isn't it?"

"You're right... but you wouldn't do it."

"No... I didn't understand you then... otherwise I would have... I would have fucked you both." I began to sway in place, running my hands across my body, cupping and squeezing my breasts and pussy. "You know honey, it was really hot stripping for Kevin. I made him so hard. And that made me think of there being other people in the strip club... that I was totally naked in front of about twenty men and I thought of how it would be hot to be naked in front of more people than just Kevin. That would be so freaking hot... don't you think?"

"Yes it would... it would be," Tim replied.

I began to shimmy my hips and move my arms as seductively as I could. "Can you picture me doing this baby," I asked, as I slowly lowered the top to show Tim my tits.

"Oh God... yes... yes."

"You sure it's okay... me being naked in front of other guys besides Kevin?" Would it really be okay baby?" I asked in a seductive voice.

"Yes honey... it would."

"Mmm, but suppose they all wanted to touch my tits... maybe finger me... or maybe even want to eat me... would that be okay too?"

"Did you do that?" Tim asked in surprise. He asked in a way that may me think I may have gone too far.

"I asked you honey... would it be okay?" I asked again.

"I think so... yes... I would be good... it would be okay," Tim said. I knew for sure that things were good because he was still stroking his cock.

"Mmm, I'm glad of that baby. Suppose they all wanted me to suck their cocks," I asked, as I lowered the teddy slowly down my hips... taking forever to drop it fully... until I shook my hips to cause the teddy to fall to the ground, revealing my bald pussy. It was the first time I had ever shaven there.

"You shaved!" Tim exclaimed in excitement.

"I did honey. I shaved it for Kevin. He asked me to shave it the last time he ate me."

"Holy fuck! You look so hot! Come on baby... I need you... I need to cum so bad."

I climbed onto the bed, and without further ado, I straddled Tim and took his hard shaft inside my wet pussy. I rode his cock with wild abandon until he came inside me. It took all of four minutes. After he caught his breath I snuggled into his arm and Tim said, "So, tell me what happened yesterday."

Usually I told my stories before Tim climaxed. I wasn't sure if the magic would wear off with his orgasm. I wasn't sure if being cucked would still turn him on as much after he had cum, so I decided to tell him like a confession. I know that telling details as though I was confessing my mis-behavior was a great turn on for him.

"Well... I um... I was really bad Tim... and I'm so sorry if I went too far. I mean, I think we both knew I was going to end up fucking Kevin at some point. But I hadn't asked if it was okay to fuck him, so I'm sorry if I went too far."

"I figured you would when you went to his house," Tim said.

"Yeah... me too," I said.

"So, tell me what happened."

I got my thoughts together. "Well... when I got there, Kevin answered the door and he was wearing just a pair of shorts. I made a comment about him not being ready, yet I couldn't take my eyes off his hairy chest. Kevin tole me that there was a change in plans... that he had forgotten that he had these three guys scheduled to come over for a card game that he hosts for them once a year. So he had cancelled the dinner plans. I asked him why he hadn't told me before I drove all the way over there and he said he had been waiting forever to get me in bed, and the opportunity was perfect."

'I was so turned on with the thought of finally fucking Kevin, that we started kissing right there in the foyer. We slowly made our way to his bedroom, kissing the whole way. It was like a scene in a movie... you know passionate loves can't stop kissing, taking turns pressing each other against the wall. By the time we made it to his bed I was more than ready. I was horny as hell. I told Kevin to sit on the bed and I did a slow, hip bumping, striptease for him. I was soaking wet by the time I was naked and when he saw my bald cunt, he pulled me to him and kissed me hard before he turned my so that I had my back to the bed and he gently pushed on my shoulders so that I sat on the end of the bed,"

I paused for a second to kiss Tim. We kissed with fire and I could feel his cock was coming back alive. I had deliberately used the word "cunt" to enflame him... and it certainly worked.

When the kiss broke, I continued my confession. "While he was standing in front of me, I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him. I really do like sucking Kevin's cock... I think I just like being a cocksucker in general baby. We need to work on your diet so I can suck you off more often."

I kissed Tim again before I continued. "The truth was, I wanted to fuck him really bad Tim... I wanted his cock so bad. I sucked him for a few minutes before he eased his cock out of my mouth and he knelt on the floor and put my legs up on his shoulders and began to eat me. Oh, my God, he is so talented with his tongue. He had me on the verge of a climax in minutes... and he then he stopped. He got off the floor, wiping my juices from his mouth as he did. I scooted back on the bed and spread my legs wide... wanting to feel his hard cock inside me. I'm sorry baby... but I wanted to fuck him so bad."

"Anyway, he moved on top of me, and amazingly, as he moved his body upwards his cock just slid right inside me. Neither of us guided it inside my pussy... it just went right in, like it belonged there. And, at that moment... it did. I had fireworks going off inside my head when I first felt his cock enter me. It's been so long since I felt another man's cock inside me Tim... it was so good."

I looked into Tim's eyes and saw nothing but lust. My confession was definitely turning him on. I could feel is cock, now hard and rigid, pressing against my thigh. Tim never gets hard a second time... well, at least not since our first year of marriage. Knowing how excited Tim was, I debated for a few seconds about telling him that I had fucked Allen a month ago, but I didn't. I was definitely keeping that to myself for now. Besides, I had more to tell him, and I wasn't sure how he was going to react to that.

I regrouped my thoughts and continued. "Kevin began to move his cock in and out of my pussy... fucking me with very deep, penetrating and slow strokes, making sure I felt his full entry each time he thrust inward. It was so good... he fucked me so good."

"Did he cum in you?" Tim asked.

"Not then baby. I have a lot more to say. I was really bad."

"Go on," Tim said with a husky voice.

"As Kevin fucked me, he started talking to me... telling me how sexy I am... how tight my pussy still was... how he's envious of you because you get me whenever you want me. Then, he suddenly stopped in mid stroke. I thought something was wrong and I asked him if everything was okay. Kevin looked at me, his cock still nestled deep inside me and said that he had a favor to ask."

My mind recalled the conversation.

"What's that?" I asked, as I continued to hump my pelvis at him, wanting him to fuck me some more.

"Um... every time I have the guys over, I have a um... um, a hostess. She um... she serves drinks... and flirts with the guys. I um... I was wondering if you would be up for doing that tonight? I didn't have time to find another person, and I didn't want to give up seeing you tonight."

"What? Flirt with your friends? You want me to flirt with your friends?" I asked with great surprise.

Kevin began to pump his hips again, fucking me with a little more finesse but still with a deliberately slow pace. "Only if you would be okay doing so."

"Did Stacy do this for you?" I asked

"Yes, she did, several times," Kevin said.

"I see. So I guess my thoughts were correct that you use to fuck Stacy?"

"I did," Kevin admitted.

I remembered how I had closed my eyes for a few seconds, deciding on how to respond. I mean, I wasn't surprised that he and Stacy had fucked each other. She was a very beautiful woman with a figure to die for. Although she was married, she had no kids. And why would it matter anyway? I don't have love feelings for Kevin, just sexual ones.

"So, tell me what being a hostess entails," I said as we once again began to move in rhythm.

'Um... there's a little cocktail outfit you can put on. And um..."

"Just tell me this Kevin... do I have to fuck these guys?" I asked.

"No... no... not at all."

"Did Stacy fuck them?"

"She did," Kevin said.

"At the same time?" I asked. I wasn't sure why I asked a question like that, except I was really curious.

"She did on several occasions."

"I don't want to fuck them Kevin... I only want to fuck you. I've never cheated on my husband before... this is all new to me. But God, I have to admit, I have become one horny woman since I started messing around with you. It makes me want to please you... the sexual gratification I get from pleasing you is immense. So, I'll do it... I'll wear the costume... maybe even let them feel me up a little bit... but only if you make me cum with your cock right now."

My mind shifted gears and I began to tell Tim my confession again. "And God Tim... did Kevin fuck me. I'm sorry baby... I don't mean to sound so enthralled, but he fucked me so good. He has tremendous staying power. He fucked me fast, he fucked me slow. He fucked me while he was on top... he fucked me while I was on top, both facing him and reversed. He also fucked me from behind. He probably fucked me for thirty maybe, thirty five minutes. I came a least three times. Massive orgasms."

I reached down and grabbed Tim's cock. He was hard as a rock.

"Does this excite you baby?"

"Just go on," Tim groaned.

"Well, after he came... and just so you know, I didn't make him pull out... I wanted his cum inside my cunt, we lay on the bed for a little bit, then I asked to see the outfit. It consisted of a very short skirt... maybe came three inches below my pussy, and a mid waist length shirt that tied in a knot in the front, with a large opening at my breasts. The top was a little small, so half my boobs were hanging out. Kevin asked me not to wear a bra or panties and I told him I didn't think I could do that, but he pleaded with me... so I left them off."

"Kevin and I showered together. It was really erotic to do that with him. He washed me first. He spent a long time washing my tits and my pussy. Then he surprised me by going down on me and he ate me until I came. While I was soaping up his cock I was going to return the favor but he asked me to wait until later."

"The three guys showed up maybe forty five minutes later. Kevin and the guys sat in his living room having drinks for maybe a half hour when they moved to the den area and started to play cards."

"How old were these guys," Tim asked.

"Kevin's age... mid forties."

"Do you think any on e them were married?" Tim asked.

"Each of them wore wedding rings, so I assume they all were. Anyway, as the evening went on, the guys had more and more to drink... and as they drank more, they became a little more handsy with me."

"How so?" Tim asked.

"Well... they started to caress my legs... or squeeze my butt while I was standing near them at the table."

"Didn't you tell them to stop?" Tim asked.

"No... in all honestly Tim, it felt good. I felt so desirable. And even though I had cum so many times when Kevin and I had sex, and again on his tongue in the shower, I was really horny. After an hour... maybe an hour and a half, one of the guys named Chuck said I should kiss the winner of the next hand. I told him it wasn't going to happen unless it was Kevin, but Chuck pleaded with me. I looked at Kevin fort help and he told the guys not to press me for anything I didn't want to do or the game would end. That may be feel really good that he came to my defense like that. He wasn't expecting me to put out for the guys... although I'm sure he was hoping I would. Anyway, when James won the next hand, I went to him and kissed him on the lips. But Chuck said that wasn't a kiss, so I went to kiss James on the lips again, and the next thing I knew, his tongue was in my mouth."

"Did you kiss him back?"

"I did... and then, I kissed each of the other guys, just to be fair to everyone. By then, I was wet again. For the next few minutes I walked around the table, and whenever a hand finished, whomever was sitting to my left where I was standing, that man turned in their chair as I bent at the waist and kissed him. That happened four or five times. The next time I went around the table, Brian, the third guy, pulled me onto his lap and kissed me really deeply.

"Did you protest?" Tim asked.

"No... actually it was easier to kiss that way. Chuck won the next hand and when I sat in his lap... while he kissed me, he slid a hand inside my top to feel my tits."

"You let him... you didn't stop him?" Tim asked.

"No baby... I was actually a little surprised that it took that long, so I let him him feel me up. Actually, I let them each feel me up baby. I went from one to another and let them play with my tits. Eventually, my top came off and they started to suck on my tits as well. Well, as you probably figured, the skirt was so short that each time I sat on their laps my pussy was in view, so they started to rub my pussy under the skirt as well and Brian started chanting for me to take it off."

"And did you?"

"I said I would, but only if they all promised not to try and fuck me. Only Kevin could fuck me. They all agreed of course, so I took off my skirt and let them finger me bare. I came twice while they took turns playing with my pussy. After my second orgasm, when I went to sit on James's lap the next time, his cock was out of his pants. I told him that I wouldn't fuck him, so he put my hand on it and and held it there while he started to jerk off. I wrapped my hand around his cock. Honey... I couldn't stop. It was so freaking hot to be naked in front of four man playing with a cock."

"Did he cum?" Tim asked.

"He did honey."

"Where did he cum... did he cum on the table or the floor?"

"He came in my mouth baby. The guys started chanting for me to suck him off... and I was so worked up... I did."

"Did... did you... did you swallow?" Tim asked with an excited stutter.

"Every drop."

"And the others?" Tim asked.

"I sucked off Chuck and Brian as well... and before you ask, I swallowed each time. The amazing thing was that by the time I had gotten to Chuck... he was the third one... he lasted maybe ten seconds... he was so worked, up he couldn't hold off."

Tim decided he couldn't hold back any longer either. He rolled me onto my back and slammed his cock inside me. Be began to fuck me hard. I wrapped my legs around his hips and thrust my pelvis back at him.

"Fuck me baby... oh God yes... oh God fuck me... fuck your slutty wife," I chanted

"Say it again... say you're my slutty wife," Tim said.

"I am baby... I'm a slut... I'm your slut... I'm your whore. I blew three guys... and fucked another."

"Did... did you fu... fuck Kevin... fuck Kevin again?"

"Twice baby... I fucked him two more times before I came home to you," I said.

"And the guys... did you fuck them also. Did you blow them again?"

"No... I gave them a blow job... only one blow job. They all left soon after that."

"Good," Tim said as he fucked me harder that he had since our honeymoon. He fucked me with power and lust until I orgasmed. Minutes layer he did too.

We lay panting on the bed, each gasping for air. I finally said, "So... are you mad?"

"No baby... do I seem mad?" Tim said.

"No Tim... you just fucked me better than you have in ten years... and twice in one night."

"I did, didn't I," Tim said with pride.

"Me being naughty really excites you, doesn't it?" I said.

"It does... I can't explain why... but it does... although I will admit, I am happy you didn't fuck all four of them."

"I didn't want to honey. I figured I had already stepped way farther than what either of us expected. I hope its okay that I sucked them all off though."

"It is baby... it is."

"So, if this excites you so much... do you want to revisit me fucking your brother?"

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