THE UNFAITHFUL WIFE – A man took back his unfaithful wife with an unexpected outcome

Kevin was livid. He sat across from his wife at the dining table, his hands clenching and unclenching as if trying to squeeze something dry. His face was flushed, his eyes blazing and he spoke in a harsh and angry tone. His wife looked downcast and scared.

“So he kicked you to the curb didn’t he?” he sneered.

“No…no,” his wife, Jenny replied timidly, “I left him and came back to you.”

“Bullshit!” Kevin spitted out. “If he didn’t kick you out you wouldn’t be here. You have the nerve to walk in and think you can tell me some lies to soften me and I will take you back like a sentimental fool!”

The past 3 weeks had been hell for Kevin. Long story short, his wife of one and a half year had just packed up and left him. He didn’t see it coming. Yes, they had a few arguments, a few tiffs but nothing serious. At first, he though she had gone to her parents but enquiries showed that she didn’t go there. Her Mom didn’t know where she went. She didn’t reply to calls and text. After two days he was ready to go to the police to report her as missing when he received a text from her. “Hi,” it said, “I’m with friends. Don’t worry about me.” That was all. She refused any further attempts to communicate. Then a friend called and told him to check out her ex’s Instagram. What he saw shocked him. There was a recent photo of her and her ex-boyfriend, their arms around each other like lovers. He had probably posted it to taunt him. He felt his heart contracted as if it had been physically squeezed by an unseen hand.

Days he tried his best to keep himself busy but nights were spent wondering what happened. Her ex-boyfriend was a violent man who physically and emotionally abused her especially when he was drunk. He was a shifty guy without a permanent job and spent her money. He also cheated on her with multiple women and dared her to do anything about it. Kevin met her and rescued her, proposing marriage after a mere 6 months. He was drawn to her good looks and her graceful disposition in the face of adversity and felt that she deserved better. Or so he thought. They were married in a small ceremony 18 months ago. Was he just another “Captain Save a Hoe” fool?

“I treated you well,” Kevin said in a voice filled with hurt, “but he treated you like trash. Yet you betrayed me and went back to him. It seems you are attracted to bad boys who abuse you but disrespects a man who tries his best to make you happy.”

She looked down as if studying the floor tiles.

“I was just the provider who paid the bills but good, stable men don’t arouse you. He was the one you were sexually attracted to because he was a bad boy. Isn’t that true?”

Kevin had been doing online research in an effort to understand what happened. He wanted to know why some women were excited by bad boys instead of a man who treated her well. He learned that in pre-historic times when only strength and size matters; masculine and aggressive males were considered good providers and hence highly attractive to females. It is no longer true now as bad boys who can’t hold down a job are poor providers but the glacial pace of evolution doesn’t adapt quickly to match modern times. Hence some women have a dual mating strategy where they marry a good provider but wanted the genes of a bad boy for their offspring.

She had told him that she wanted to wait until marriage to have sex with him as he was “special” so he did not press her. “What a mistake to behave like a gentleman,” Kevin thought. A woman who had been thoroughly fucked wanting to wait for marriage to have sex? He should have seen through her bullshit. If it was a ruse to get him to marry her quickly it succeeded. Sex after marriage was lousy and infrequent. She was usually ready with some excuse or other. Instead of making love she made excuses. Kevin had a quick foretaste of this on their one-week honeymoon in Maldives she only let him fuck her once on the last night of their honeymoon. After that it was a once-a-month starfish duty sex just to keep him from exploding. There was no blowjob and she didn’t allow him to go down on her. There was little foreplay and the only position was missionary. Sometime she would tell him to hurry up and get it over with which deflated his desire. They had lots of arguments about their sex life but nothing changed. The only time they had more frequent but still shitty sex was when she was trying to get pregnant. Then they went for a fertility check and the doctor confirmed that she was sterile, probably due to a botched abortion. After that the sex dried up again to once-a-month 10 mins romp. Kevin became an expert at self-service. There were times when he had to get release from a whore although he never felt his money was well spent after the deed.

“I bet you sucked him on your knees and let him fuck you in every hole didn’t you?” Kevin said bitterly. “Tell me, how many holes did he use?”

“Tell me!” he almost shouted when she remained silent.

“Two,” she said quickly.

“Don’t lie to me! I’ve seen him boasting on Instagram how he likes anal sex. You want me to believe he didn’t fuck you in the ass? I’m going to ask you again, “Did you give him your ass? Look at me and answer me!”

“Yes,” she said, looking into his eyes as if defiantly.

“Blowjob?”

“Yes.”

“Come in mouth?”

“Yes.”

“Swallow?”

“Yes.”

“I knew it!” Kevin snapped. “You won’t even give your own husband a blowjob. You said it was dirty and disgusting. Yet you not only sucked him but swallowed. You slut!”

“I put a roof over your head, I paid the bills but you reserved your best sex for him. You even let him fuck you in the ass. You would never do that for me, you bitch!”

“I had to beg you for sex and you only gave me lousy sex once a month. Only missionary,” he said bitterly. “Hurry up, are you done yet?” he mimicked her voice mockingly.

A heavy silence hung in the air. The tension was almost palpable. He wondered why she didn’t cry to try to soften him. She sat with a resigned air as if whatever happened next didn’t matter.

At last Kevin said with a sigh, “Why did you come back? What do you want from me now?”

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with sudden hope. “I want to be with you again. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll be a good wife to you and I’ll never be unfaithful to you again if you take me back. I promise!”

“Once a slut, always a slut,” thought Kevin. He didn’t believe her in the least. Maybe she will improve for a while then go back to once-a-month starfish sex with no blowjob. Refusing to give any blowjob was what hurt him most. It was his favourite foreplay but he wasn’t getting any. She will probably cheat on him again. It was in his mind to grab her arm, march her to the door and throw her out but this wasn’t going to ease the pain of being cuckolded, of her reserving her best sex for her ex while giving him shitty sex. Then he had an idea.

“I’ve already started divorce proceedings against you,” he said, “but I can give you a second chance on three conditions. Firstly, I can have sex with you any time I want and any way I want. Second, if you cheat on me again, I will divorce you immediately. Third, you must get a STD check. Do you agree?”

“Yes, I agree,” she said quickly. She had little choice as she had nowhere to go. Her mother had told her sternly to go and beg for her husband’s forgiveness. If she showed up at her house for shelter she threatened to chase her off with a broom.

“Very well,” Kevin said, “If STD check is okay, tonight get ready. I want everything you have given him!”

“Please, not tonight, give me some time to recover,” she pleaded.

“FUCK YOU!” Kevin exploded. “If you want to give me excuses again get out of my house! Did you give that rascal any excuses when he wanted to fuck you? I bet you dropped your panties at the slightest hint that he wanted you.”

She remained silent but Kevin wasn’t satisfied. He gave her another ten minutes of tongue lashing about her shitty excuses. She was an expert at excuses, he said. She can write a book on excuses for wives to avoid sex with their husbands. He will not accept any more excuse. If she is having her period there are two other holes for him to fuck. He recounted his bitterness at having only got 15 minutes of lousy sex with her on the last night of their honeymoon. “Even that I had to beg you for it! On our honeymoon, for God’s sake!” He also lashed at her for refusing to give him blowjobs. “Not once have you given me a blowjob but you opened your mouth wide for him!” He got so heated up that he dragged her to the sofa, pulled down her panties, flipped up her skirt and spanked her bare bottom until her ass cheeks were red. “No more Mr. Nice Guy,” he thought. If she liked bad boys he won’t disappoint her.

In truth Jenny had never been sexually attracted to Kevin. She felt like a dead fish making love with him. She was aroused by masculine men, men who take an aggressive lead in sex and firmly use her for their pleasure, not by one who asked her meekly for permission to do this and that. She found Kevin a softie who could easily be pushed aside with some excuse or other so she kept doing it as she wasn’t aroused by him. He could have just ripped off my clothes and fucked me instead of being put off by my excuses, she thought and she would be delighted. If he wanted a blowjob he could have pushed his cock into my mouth and ordered me to suck him instead of asking nicely and getting rejected. But the lack of sex was having a toll on her as she had a high sex drive. Her sex drive was switched off for her husband but it wasn’t dead.

When she could not stand it anymore she had turned to her ex. At first she wanted a clandestine affair but he would have none of it. If she wanted his cock she will have to leave that twit Kevin, he said. He will turn over a new leaf and he hinted of bright a future together as a couple. So she moved in with him. After a week he was back to his old abusive ways. She soon found out that he was still fucking another two girls on the side. When she confronted him he merely kicked her out. It occurred to her that he had deceived her to come back to him just to get revenge on Kevin with whom he was incensed for taking her away from him. Losing his woman to what he considered a “limp dick whimp” was an insult to him.

Actually, Jenny felt bad about cheating on Kevin. She was disgusted with herself but Kevin just did not arouse her and she needed sex. But today’s tongue lashing and aggressive response from Kevin had stirred something in her. His impromptu spanking had certainly completed the job of arousing her like never before. She was actually wet when he spanked her bare ass. She wouldn’t mind if he fucked her there and then. After their confrontation on a Saturday afternoon the rest of the day passed uneventfully. He took her to a clinic for STD tests which came out negative. Probably he had been using her mouth and ass more than her pussy, Kevin thought bitterly. They shopped for groceries on the way back and she cooked dinner. After dinner she read a magazine and he watched TV in the living room A tense silence hung in the air between them. At 10pm she said she was going upstairs giving him a look he couldn’t decipher. If she pretends to be asleep when I go up later I’m going slap her awake, Kevin thought grimly. Pretending to be asleep was one of her favourite tactics.

Kevin climbed the stairs at 10.30pm expecting her to pretend to be asleep and prepared to use a little violence. Instead, she was sitting up in bed, reading a book. She was dressed in a red lingerie with large cutouts for her ample breasts and openings at the bottom to allow easy access to her pussy and asshole. Kevin didn’t even know she has such a sexy outfit. She has certainly never worn anything arousing for him before. Well, there were lots of things about his wife that he didn’t know.

“Hi, dear” she said sweetly, “I’m been waiting for you.”

“At the sight of his wife in such a sexy outfit Kevin was hard instantly. He ripped off his shirt and pulled down his trousers leaving only his briefs. His bulge was clearly visible.

“We’ll start with a blowjob,” he said curtly. “Make sure you give me everything you’ve given to that bastard.”

“Sure, my husband,” she replied. “Do you want me to swallow?”

“Of course,” replied Kevin with bated breath.

“Remember you’re my master during sex. Do what you want to me and order me to do what you want. No need to ask me for permission. You can also call me whatever names you like.” She was telling him how to fuck her in a way which excites her instead of being the polite wimp which turns her off.

She went down on her knees in front of him and caressed his organ through his briefs. Then she pulled down his briefs to expose his raging hard on. She started by caressing his manhood with her soft hands. Then she was licking his balls and engorged shaft with her warm wet tongue giving Kevin sensations he had never felt before. Then she engulfed the tip with her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down on his shaft taking Kevin halfway to heaven. His eyeballs rolled into their sockets, his mouth gaped open and he could not help giving audible gasps of pleasure. She certainly knew how to please a man with her mouth. He was shocked at her skill and pained to know that she had been keeping it from him while wantonly giving to another man. Good Lord, she even knew how to deep throat! Occasionally, she made eye contact with him to see the effect she was having. When he felt that he was reaching the point of no return he grabbed her hair and fucked her face until he shot his load into her mouth. He sighed with satisfaction. Cumming into her mouth was something he had always dreamed about but as she never gave him blowjobs it was like a dream within a dream. She swallowed every drop and then licked him clean while looking at him lasciviously.

“Not bad for someone who said she never gives blowjobs because it is dirty and disgusting,” said Kevin sarcastically. “You’ve been holding out on me so long, you bitch!”

She could sense that he was still angry with her and she would have to do more. She was eager to please after all the hurt she had caused him. Kevin lay down on his back on the bed and said, “Make me hard again, you slut! Let’s see if you are up to the task.” She was up to the task. She straddled him and French kissed him, pushing her tongue lustfully into his mouth. Then she pushed her breasts into his face urging him to suck until her nipples were hard and pointed. Then she massaged his body with her breasts with special attention on groin area. The feel of her soft breasts and hard nipples on his body was heavenly. His cock was growing hard again. She sucked his nipples and gave him a cat bath from his chest to his thighs. She massaged his cock with her pussy. Then she turned him over on his hands and knees. He wondered what she was going to do. When she started rimming his asshole with her tongue he wondered no more. Despite himself he gasped with pleasure. He was in ecstasy but in his pleasure he felt his heart squeezed at who she had been pleasuring and it wasn’t him.

He was fully hard again and he wanted to fuck her. He slapped her bare ass firmly and turned over to lie on his back. “Ride me now,” he commanded. She didn’t need to be told twice. She straddled him and guided his turgid organ into her love canal. Then she was riding him up and down alternating with grinding back and forth. If Kevin hadn’t just cum, he would have no chance. As she rode him he squeezed her breasts and pinched her pointed nipples, putting some force into it to make her squeal. Then he turned her on her back and started pumping her furiously; missionary style but he was beyond caring what style. She was moaning to his thrusts, something he had never heard before. He felt her pussy tightened around his manhood as she spasmed in orgasm. This sent Kevin over the edge. He soon shot his load inside her, grunting with pleasure. It felt so good to shoot raw inside a woman.

“Not bad for a start,” Kevin thought. “But how long is this going to last? She will do anything for me now as she wants me to take her back but as soon as she thinks she’s secure she will go back to her old ways.” Kevin was deeply hurt and still intended to divorce her. But he wanted to fuck her in every way that she had been fucked by her ex before divorcing her. Only then can he find some closure. As for Jenny this was the first time that her husband had given her an orgasm and she was thrilled. The firm way he ordered her to suck him and forcefully fucked her face had excited her. She was thrilled to hear him order her to ride him. She lay beside him with her head on his shoulder and Kevin did not push her away.

The next night was equally exciting and pleasurable. After a round of energetic pussy fucking during which she orgasmed with pleasured jerks, he decided to fuck her ass. Anal sex was a fantasy of his which he had never imagined would be fulfilled. She surrendered her asshole willingly by getting on all fours on the bed with her beautiful ass arched up for him to fuck but urging him to lubricate her asshole first. Kevin didn’t have any petroleum jelly so he used some Vaseline from his dresser using his index finger to apply deep into her asshole making her squeal with pleasure and pain. Then he put his hard cock at the entrance of the forbidden orifice and pushed gingerly. He was surprised at how easily it went in. He pounded her asshole marveling at how tight it was compared to her pussy and her appreciative moans told her how much she liked it. Maybe she loved ass fucking even more than pussy fucking, he thought. It took only a few minutes for Kevin to shoot his cum deep into her ass. “Her asshole conquered,” thought Kevin. He felt a deep satisfaction after endless months of sexual starvation.

And so it went on. Kevin fucked his unfaithful wife almost every day, only stopping for one or two days rest when he felt like it. She never refused him sex, she never refused to do anything he wanted. She was enthusiastic and eager to please. She wore sexy lingerie for him and showed him how good she was in bed with skills that left him gasping. They made love in the morning, they made love at night and sometimes in the afternoon. She loved ass fucking and sometimes would cry, “Honey, fuck my ass!” midway through a good pussy fucking. She introduced new pleasures that he never experienced before like prostrate massage. She loved to be petted and told, “Good girl!” when she had done a good job pleasing him. Sometimes he would take a grand tour of her 3 holes. It may start with a sumptuous blowjob, continue on to pussy fucking and ends with shooting his load into her asshole.

He loved to cum in her mouth and make her swallow. Perhaps it was payback for her refusal to give him blowjobs before. Making her suck him and swallow submissively also re-affirm his authority over her after the pain of being cuckolded. Sometimes he would fuck her and cum in her mouth, saying it was less messy. Jenny didn’t mind as she loved to give blowjobs and swallowing made her feel a closer connection with her husband. Occasionally, he would lick her pussy but he told her that he wasn’t doing it to please her but to let her know that her pussy belonged to him and he could use it any way he liked. Actually, Kevin loved to hear her moan and feel her gyrate when he was licking her. She would always orgasm from his oral caress. He found that rough and submissive sex excited her. It excited her to be forced to obey, to be called bitch or slut and have a man use her for his pleasure any way he wanted. His mistake was that he was too gentle with her before. But after rough sex she loved to be held close and cuddled tenderly.

He asked her which she preferred more, ass or pussy fucking. She said, “I actually like both. Pussy fucking gives me pleasure with the cock filling my vagina and ass fucking gives me a feeling of tightness and submission to my man. I like to be submissive during sex.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you like rough sex and you like me to be dominant?” he asked. “I could have done what you wanted. There was no need to go back to your ex.”

“You were always the gentleman,” she replied, “and I didn’t think you could do it. If you were just pretending it’s not the same.” In retrospect he knew she was right. Before this he could never pull her hair and force his cock into her mouth. He could never call her ‘slut’ or ‘bitch’ convincingly. It took the pain of being cuckolded to push him over the edge.”

“I’ve been sexually abused as a teenager,” she added, “that’s why rough, submissive and degrading sex excites me. I want a man to just use me for his pleasure as if I’m his sex toy.”

Her sex drive was stronger than his and she would get edgy and irritable if he didn’t fuck her for 2 days straight. There were occasions when he would give or withhold sex as a reward or punishment. She would wear skimpy shorts or short skirts and lowcut blouses with no bra and thong panties to get his juices flowing. Once Kevin didn’t fuck her for 4 days straight so she took matters into her own hands. She did the housework naked except for an apron which cleared her pussy by a mere 4 inches. Her side boobs and shapely ass were exposed. With her jiggling boobs and swaying ass with flashes of pussy, it was more than Kevin could stand. It resulted in him carrying her from the kitchen to bedroom for a good fuck. Sometimes she would initiate sex by climbing onto his lap and begging him to fuck her. If he was reluctant, she would bare her breasts and thrust them into his face inviting him to suck and fondle them which had a good chance of working. Jenny also supplemented her sex life with a dildo as she knew her husband couldn’t satisfy her needs completely. Kevin didn’t mind that she masturbated but he told her not to do it in front of him as it was mildly insulting to his sexual prowess. Whenever he wanted a blowjob she would stop what she was doing to go down on her knees to comply. He had nothing to complain about his sex life.

Three months later they were still together and she was still the submissive wife. He was pained at where she got her sexual education from but looking at it another way, he thought he should be thankful to her ex for training her for him. Life was good with an obedient and submissive wife who never refused sex. On one hand he could never forgive her completely, on the other hand he may find himself back in the sexual desert without her. His friends may be laughing at him but he was laughing at their sex-starved marriages. But will she remain faithful? Kevin knew that he could not satisfy her high libido completely and he was ever worried that she may be unfaithful again. Maybe he should save himself future pain and divorce her. Kevin sighed and ran his fingers through his thinning hair. Should call his lawyer tomorrow? Then he looked at her shapely ass as she walked past and his cock stiffened.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12x5gl4/the_unfaithful_wife_a_man_took_back_his