I’d long suspected my wife had fucked one of her high school friends that she’d introduced me to. The two of them were a little too awkward about each other, he was always a bit too quick to hug her and she complained too much about how he annoyed her. I assumed they’d fucked at some point before she and I met and to be honest it turned me on to imagine her with other men.
One evening after she’d had several glasses of wine I decided to push the topic and see if she’d confirm my suspicions. We were looking through old photos and came across one from several years back when he was over at our house. In the photo they were standing beside each other and he’d put his arm around her back. I pointed out to her that his hand was resting just under her tit and asked if that was the closest he’d ever been to feeling her up.
I guess the wine was working because she angrily blurted out that she’d fucked him once and fooled around a few times. I pushed for details and told her how horny hearing that made me. She made me repeat several times that I really wanted to hear and then I had to promise that no matter what she said I wouldn’t get angry. I wasn’t prepared for what she told me.
He had moved to the same city where we lived and took a job in the down town area in one of the high rise buildings right after she and I got married. He’d called her up one day and they decided to meet for lunch since they were in the same town again and she thought it would be nice to catch up.
She told me that lunch was uneventful and she was planning to head home when he invited her to come up and see his office. He went on and on about how spectacular the view was and since she didn’t have anything planned that afternoon she agreed. They walked the few blocks to his building, passed through security, and headed up to one of the upper floors.
He had a private office near the back and they went in and he closed the door behind them. He opened up the blinds and she said the view was nice. She said that while she was taking in the view he moved up really close behind her, almost touching. He reached past her arm to point out something but she had stopped paying attention to what he was saying because she could now feel his breath on her neck and she realized just how close he was.
She went to move and when she did she told me he wrapped his arm around her chest, grabbing her tit, and pressed his crotch against her body. She said she froze, unable to speak or move, as he started kissing the back of her neck and rubbing her tits outside of her blouse. She watched as he worked a couple of buttons open and reached inside her shirt, under her bra, and started playing with her nipple.
She could feel his cock through his slacks, hard against her ass cheeks, and in spite of the situation she could feel herself getting wet. She was wearing a loose skirt that went down to her knees and with his free hand he started working her skirt up to gain access to her pussy. She tried to move away from him then but he held her firmly and pressed her face up against the window.
She said she froze again as she felt his hand find her panties and slide inside. His fingers worked her clit and she involuntarily sighed when he slipped one inside her. He held her there against the window and fingered her until she came in spite of the situation.
She told me that she unconsciously reached around and grabbed his crotch then. He released his grip on her and turned her around to face him, pushing her back up onto the window sill with her back against the glass. She swore to me that she didn’t know why she did what she did next, but she found herself reaching down to undo his pants.
With his belt undone and pants unbuttoned, she unzipped his slacks and his cock sprang free. She described it to me in great detail, how long it was and how the veins stood out along a thick shaft topped with a fat mushroom-shaped purple head. She said at that point she wasn’t in control and he pulled her skirt up and slid her panties to the side.
I sat in stunned silence as she described how he worked the head of his cock between her labia before sliding it in to her. She said he was rough, not giving her time to completely adjust to his size, and pounded his cock into her over and over again. She said he fucked her like that against the window for at least 10 minutes before his body went still and with his cock buried to the hilt inside her she felt it pulsing as he filled her with cum.
She told me neither of them had uttered a word up to that point but as his cock slipped from her pussy he told her to clean him up. She said she didn’t know why, but that she went to her knees at his command and took his softening cock into her mouth, cleaning her juices and his cum off. Once he was satisfied he stepped back and pulled his pants up. She straightened her clothes and without the two of them exchanging another word he walked her to the elevator, turned, and headed back down the hall to his office.
I was furious at what he’d done and asked her why she hadn’t said something. She was quiet for a minute and then told me that when she got back to the car afterward she was so horny that she had to masturbate to the thought of what had just happened. She said she had actually enjoyed the roughness of it and that his cock had made her cum like she’d never felt before. She noticed my erection at that point and commented that I must have liked it too.
She continued to tell me how he’d called her a few days later and said he needed a place to work remote for the day. His company was moving offices and his internet was acting up. She agreed and then panicked later in the morning when I told her I was working from home that day as well. I remember her telling me that he’d called and needed a place to work and I remember not thinking anything odd about it then. He’d been over to the house before and at the time I didn’t suspect anything.
She said that she was very nervous when he arrived but as the day wore on and he’d made no moves on her the nervousness turned to horniness. She told me she was ashamed, but that all she could think about was fucking him again. I guess I gave her that opportunity when I offered to run out and grab food for us all.
She said that the second my car left the driveway she was up and in the office on her knees in front of him. He was hard almost immediately and she wasted no time getting on to his lap and impaling herself with his monster cock. She told me how she came quickly on his cock and how he soon followed, filling her married pussy for the second time that week.
She reached over to me then and pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. I was in shock from what she’d just told me, I had no idea my wife could be like that. I asked her if that was the last time she’d fucked him and she said that unfortunately it was. She worked my shaft as she explained that she would have fucked him again but the opportunity didn’t present itself and then he moved. She continued to stroke my cock as she asked me if I liked the idea of her fucking other men.
I surprised myself by admitting to her that I did and she asked if I’d like to watch her. The thought of seeing her fuck someone else made my legs weak and I told her I’d like that very much. She asked me if I’d like to hear about the time she fucked one of her coworkers when they were out of town together on a work trip and I answered her by cumming all over her hand.
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