She Didn’t Know I Knew…….But I knew. [cheating]

“Alright I am gone.” I said, leaning over the bed.

My wife, April flipped the sheet down to her waist revealing her soft motherly tits that hung slightly to each side of her chest before extending her arms outward for an embrace. Her dark hair laid messy on the pillow like a crown around her head. “Okay. I love you. Have a great day” she said before our lips met for a quick kiss.

“Love you too. Enjoy your day off.” I said pulling away.

“Mmmm. I can smell your beard oil” she said while stretching her arms upward while I turned on my heel and headed out of the bedroom and then the front door. I climbed into my truck and sat there in the driver’s seat for several moments contemplating what was going to happen next. It was Wednesday, and I knew what that meant. It meant that today was my wife’s day off work. It meant she would lay in bed sleeping naked until her body was good and ready to wake.It also meant that she would receive a visit from her lover Matt. It also meant that I go to work, and type away all day at my computer trying to not think about the fact that my wife of 14 years was probably on all fours getting filled with the hot fertile seed of some stranger.

She didn’t know I knew……..but I did. I am not sure where they met or how they know each other but I do know that every Wednesday, after I leave and before the kids came home from school he came over. I didn’t really mind. I should. But I didn’t.

I shifted the truck into reverse and slowly backed out of my driveway. In about a mile, I would be meeting his car going the opposite direction. And sure enough, I did. He too, didn’t know that I knew. As we passed, I looked at him………and him at me. I thought about waving at him but then thought better.

I really should have been pissed. But I wasn’t. He kept her company throughout the day. And she was always in a great mood when I came home at night. Plus on the occasions that we fucked before bed, there was something about her wore, wallered out hole, that just wrapped around me just right.

I had found out one Wednesday when I had forgotten my lunch at home. Work was only a few miles away so I thought I would just run home and eat with my lovely wife.

I saw his car in the driveway about half a mile before I reached my home. My heart was pounding as I slowly crept in the driveway. It wasn’t anger…….It was anxiety. I should have just stormed in and kicked the bedroom door down but something inside me would let me. I was quiet as a mouse as I slid the key into the front door. As soon as the door cracked open, I heard both of their voices ringing out from my bedroom.

“OH FUCK!” she groaned.

That was all I needed to hear. I slowly took a step back, and paced back to my truck. My breaths were short, quick and deep. I was having trouble comprehending what was happening. We had a great marriage. Great sex. Two boys. A large home in a great neighborhood. “Why would she do this?” I thought as I sped back to work.

My mind filled with images of her with a face covered in cum, with a dripping cock dangling in the air in front of her. Or legs spread and feet in the air as he crammed himself between her legs over and over again, while she panted and moaned like a whore.

But by the time I got to work, something I did not expect happened. My cock was rock hard thinking about all these little ‘fantasies’.

I couldn’t work for the rest of the day. I just sat there at my desk and mindlessly glared at the computer screen while a steady stream of precum trickled out of my soft spongy head and down my pant leg.

And before I knew it, I locked myself in the bathroom and was feverishly jerking away at my cock to the thought of another man using my wife.

I had never came so hard in my life.

Over the next few weeks, I played the detective. While April played the part of “Innocent House Wife” and oh how she played her role so well. You would have thought nothing was amiss, the way she had dinner ready every night, fucked me on her regularly scheduled timeline, or the way she would curl up in my arms at night before we both drifted off to sleep. But I would wake up each morning before she, and philfer through her phone. I am not sure how they were communicating. Perhaps it was text or DM’s that were quickly deleted but after a few days of scrolling through her followers on Instagram, I finally found him.

His name was Matt. I only recognized him because of a photo he had posted next to the same car that was in my driveway . Now I am straight but even I had to admit……..this guy was hot. About my height with the same dark hair. He was decently built. Not overly big or anything but he looked like he worked out and had curves and muscles in all the right places. I would probably only notice because I did the same. He looked soo similar to me other than two things. I had a beard……and he was covered in tattoos.

The next step was to see if there was a pattern. Our home security system came with 5 cameras, but I had only ever installed 3. I thought if I installed another outside, where its nice and open no one would notice it. The bedroom would be too risky. Thats how I found out he was there every Wednesday on her day off. My mind wondered if they ever met up any other time throughout the week, but I really had no way of tracking something like that.

I watched week after week as he my truck pulled away only to be followed shortly by his small little white sedan pull up soon after. She must have shown him where the hidden key was because she never met him at the door. He always walked over to the crack in the walls and pulled the key out before letting himself in.

I wondered if he just headed right into the bedroom and woke her up by yanking the sheet back and cramming his cock into her wet slit, or perhaps he took the slow road began by placing his mouth somewhere on her body.

I was obsessed with them. Every Wednesday my head filled with images of them. Soon I found myself on porn websites searching for things like “Wife Share” , “Cheating Wife” or “Slut Wife” before diving my hands between my legs and splurting my seed all down my fingers and lap.

Which brings us to today. “Today was the day, that I was going to confront them both.” I thought as I pulled into the driveway behind Matts car.

(If this generates enough interest, Ill write the second half)

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