“Sure, but just a drink,” was the lie S told me.
S and I had been flirting on the company instant message app for months, talking about everything related to sex and relationships, sharing stories of our best encounters, things we’d wanted to do, things we wanted to do again. The conversation always beat around the bush, it was never about what we would do to each other.
I was married, S was engaged. We got along because we both had the same twisted sense of humour. It took about 2 days of chatting to reveal our kinks to each other and from that moment on we were on a collision course.
“She works late tonight, you don’t have to worry,” was the lie I told her.
—
I never told her how months before I’d been caught by my wife. Up late, stroking my cock to pictures of the curvy bookkeeper at work. She’d never sent me nudes, but S had big full milky tits and she knew how to show off with texts when she wanted attention.
When I told her I was browsing [r/biggerthanithought](https://www.reddit.com/r/biggerthanithought/) she immediately knew I was full of shit. They had met at the company Christmas party and my wife recognized her immediately.
“How long have you been fucking her?” she asked.
“We haven’t…” I started.
“Yet, you fucking asshole. Yet. Like I don’t know.” she interrupted.
“It’s not like that… she just..” I explained.
“Just what?” she snapped back with.
“She’s cool, you’d like her, she’s said a lot of nice things about you. She thinks you are beautiful.” I did everything I could to calm her down, soften the blow, make it clear that she hadn’t caught me doing exactly what she DID catch me doing.
We ended up having some of the most intense sex we had had in years that night. What was once a very routine husband/wife schedule for sex turned into a daily occurance, that went on for weeks, and then months.
“I’m going to teach her a lesson. Get her here.” was what she said out of the blue one night. I never imagined this in a million years, to hear my wife who I thought didn’t have an aggressive bone in her body, say she was going to punish someone. I was in no position to argue with her.
—
“She’s at a work thing, they always go late. It’s not a big deal, people are always coming by after work.” I gave her my address and told her I’d pick up a bottle of wine on the way home.
Despite being a day very reminiscent of summer, fall was setting in. In a stroke of luck, S wore a sundress to work, it was like she knew I would be pulling it up over her ass later that night. The sun was setting quickly and the temperature was dropping. The cooling temp resulted in her nipples standing at attention and S busted me multiple times staring at her. She never complained, she maybe even bit her lip once looking at me looking at her.
I had imagined cumming on those tits a million times, my wife had whispered in my ear to imagine cumming on S many times during that wild few months and her being right there was too much.
“Let’s go back inside.” I told her.
We both stood up and the wine had clearly hit. That warm glow overtook me and I put my hand on the small of her back as I guided her back into the house. I had never touched her before, she didn’t flinch, instead she looked me directly in the eye. “Thank you….Sir”.
I instantly feel a sensation like I’m floating, all the blood in my body instantly floods my cock and I thrust her against the wall as I plunge my tongue in her mouth. One hand is on her throat as the other pulls up the length of S’s dress up to reveal her pussy, totally shaved, without any panties. I slide my fingers inside her at the same rhythm our tongues are dancing and I can feel her legs go weak. I finger S as she falls into my hand, the rest of her behind help up by my hand on her throat.
I lead her upstairs to the bedroom and show her the blindfold I had set aside before she arrived. I got a devilish grin from S as it became clear I had plans for her. “Get naked, put this on.” She obliges, and in seconds she’s completely nude in front of me and tying the firm knot on her blindfold. I turn S around and handcuff her hands behind her back. I told her I’d be right back and left the room.
—-
“What kind of a slut gets caught naked with her hands cuffed in a married man’s bedroom?” said my wife as she whispered at S. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”
S feels a sense of terror and panic. How is this possible? I told her my wife wasn’t going to be home until late. How stupid could she be so stupid to let herself be put in such a vulnerable position.
“Get on your knees. Suck his cock.” my wife tells S. She’s wearing a white corset, thigh high stockings and no panties. Her hair is up and her make-up is on point. She smells amazing and I had never heard or seen her speak with such confidence. My wife is in the zone.
“GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES, WHORE!” she snaps at S. “FUCK, this is the only time ill tell you twice”.
S drops to her knees and starts sucking my cock. She’s good, really good, almost too good. I keep pulling away from her to slow her down, but my wife has picked up on this already. “I bet this slut has sucked a lot of cock, of course she’s good.” S mumbles a muffled “yes” as she continues to deep throat my cock. I’ve got her pace controlled with a fist full of hair now, I’ll be able to let her edge me for a while like this.
My wife slides in behind S and squirts a large shot of lube at the top of her ass crack. She uses a vibrator to spread it over her asshole and sets to the dull, deep vibration and forces it just ever so slightly in S’s ass. I can tell S is struggling to catch her breath as she cant focus on both my cock and the vibe in her ass. She pulls off of my shaft and gasps for air as my wife uses the toy on her for her first orgasm.
My wife can see me getting close. “Cum on her face. Make a mess on her.” I pull out of S’s mouth and finish on her mouth, cheek and chin. My wife immediately lifts a leg up onto the edge of the bed, and grinds her pussy against S’s face and leaves her covered in her pussy juices and my cum combined.
I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life. My wife has never shown this side of her, even remotely close to it, yet here she is, grinding her pussy against the load I just shot all over the face of my coworker.
“Lick it off of her. Clean her up.” she said.
I laughed, there was no way I was going to do that.
“You made this mess, clean it up.” she said again, this time with a look in her eye that told me she was dead serious.
“Clean it up now or next time it might not be your cum.”.
I got on my knees, I started on S’s neck, worked my way up to her cheeks, picking up the pool and drip and puddles of my cum and my sweet pussy. We frenched for a while, tongues dancing as cum was being passed back and forth.
With a mutual swallow, we had cleaned up the sloppy cummy mess. With us both on our knees, we look up at my wife who is standing above us.
“What now?”.
— End of part 1
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n7tzju/wife_40_turns_the_tables_on_husbands_41_friend
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