Reclaiming My Cheating Whore of a Wife (My Faithful Wife Pt. 2)

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“So… Lola?” Sharon asked. “She’s barely older than Hannah.”

“I’m sorry, are you really getting on my ass for MY marital indiscretion?” I asked incredulously. She had some nerve. She knows I saw her getting ass-fucked by a coworker. She can probably figure out that means I saw her fucking her boss Sean earlier. While she’s been playing me for a fool for decades, she can probably guess that I’ve figured out she’s been fucking Sean for a long time. What she didn’t know I knew was that Sean was our daughter three Hannah’s biological father.

“I mean…” Sharon stalled. “Have there been others? Your artist friends are all about that free-love polyamory shit. How do I know you haven’t fucked half of Silver Lake?” I recognized this tactic. It was something her company’s PR guy Dennis had always said: if you’re caught doing something deny, deny, deny, and make wild counter accusations. (Hell, now I figured she probably fucked Dennis too.)

“I lost my virginity to you in high school. I’ve been married to you since I was 18. I had thought we were monogamous. Until 30 minutes ago I had never been with another woman. And even then I was watching you the whole time.”

“The whole time?”

“Yep. Brigit, Sean, Ken… all of them.”

Sharon nodded, thoughtfully. I knew what that meant. There was more I hadn’t seen, and she was taking stock of what she didn’t have to tell me.

“I heard things too. Like how the ass I’ve never been allowed in is the favorite playground of your whole marketing department.”

“Just the department managers, Scott. What kind of woman do you think I am?”

I laughed at that. I knew it wasn’t even a joke but in the moment it was just so funny.

“What kind of woman do I think you are?” A couple people from her office were watching us argue. “I used to think you were a goddess. But now I can see you’re just a common whore.”

“What” Sharon took a few steps to me. “Did you you just call me?”

“A common whore.” I repeated.

Sharon slapped me. I got so hard. I ripped the bathrobe she was wearing off so she stood naked in front of everyone.

“You’re nothing but a filthy filthy slut.”

I saw something flicker in her eyes. My words had flipped some kind of switch in her. We kissed like we were strangers getting together for the first time. Our spectators let out some “woos” and light applause. I could taste Brigit’s pussy on her tongue.

Sharon dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock. She began sucking it, tasting Lola’s pussy on me. I saw Sean and Brigit among the crowd watching. Sean didn’t seem jealous. Why would he be? He already shared her with half the company (well… just management, apparently). I grabbed Sharon’s head and shoved it down. She made gagging noises.

“Oh please, I’ve seen what you’ve been choking on you dirty bitch.” I fucked her face roughly. I locked eyes with Brigit, who bit her lip. When I was done with my slut wife, I made a mental note to go after the young intern next.

I pulled Sharon’s hair so she looked up at me, my cock still in her throat. “All right bitch, I’m going to fuck that ass of yours everyone loves so much. And you are going to take it and love it like the dirty slut you are.”

“Mm-hmm” Sharon indicated. I pulled my cock out of her mouth. “Yes Daddy,” she said. I pushed her face away and grabbed her hips, pulling her ass towards me. When I fucked her, I didn’t ease it in. I rammed it. “FUCK!” she screamed.

“Quit whining and take it, whore!”

“Fuck my ass, Daddy!”

I looked around. We still had about six spectators and half of them were masturbating. Including Brigit. Lola was watching too. Not masturbating, still clothed, but watching very attentively.

I was getting close and I think Sharon felt it because she screamed “cum in my ass, Daddy!” I pulled her hair back as I did as she asked.

___

We left shortly thereafter. Everyone was super nice to us like we hadn’t had a potentially marriage ending fight that turned into public anal sex.

We made it all the way from Malibu to Brentwood before Sharon broke the silence. “So what now?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“Well, fuck, Sharon. How many have there been?”

“Scott, I don’t-“

“If you want to ever want to see me again after tonight outside of a divorce, tell me how many others.”

Sharon didn’t respond for a full minute. “I’m pretty sure it’s less than a thousand.”

“But you don’t know for sure? Jesus Christ…” I didn’t call her a slut because I knew if I did we’d both get horny and fuck again. “Why? We have an amazing sex life.”

“It’s not enough.”

“So what? You’ve been faking?”

“No! There’s nothing wrong with you, I just… I need more than any one man can give me. More than a hundred can give me. And even if you could fuck me nonstop, I still need… new people.”

As sick as it was I did feel a bit relieved that it wasn’t me that was the problem.

“So…” she asked, “what does this mean for us?”

I sighed. “Well if you’ve cheated with ‘probably less than a thousand’ guys the past twenty years, you probably wouldn’t stop if I asked.”

“I can’t stop, Scott.”

“Do you want to stay married?”

“Yes, I don’t know how to live without you!”

“Okay. Well then I’m going to start fucking whoever I want, guilt-free.”

“What?”

“I had sex with the second woman of my life tonight, a fucking celebrity no less, and I couldn’t even focus because of you. Well no more. I’m going to fuck Lola again. And that girl Brigit too.”

“That’s fair.”

“No, ‘probably less than a thousand’ would be fair. I couldn’t catch up to you in a lifetime. But before Lola, before Brigit… I need to punish you.”

“I have handcuffs and whips at the office.”

My eyebrows raised. “Not what I meant but nice to know that’s on the table.”

“So what did you mean?”

“Hannah.”

“What?”

“I know Sean is Hannah’s real father. So she’s just a gorgeous 18-year-old I’m not related to, so I want to fuck her. And you have to watch.”

“But you raised her!”

“Funny. I was always worried about Sean trying to fuck my daughter. Turns out she’s Sean’s daughter and I’m going to fuck her.”

“What if she doesn’t want to?”

“Then I won’t. I’m not a rapist.”

“What makes you think she’ll want to?”

“Because you are going to tell her everything.”

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