It is always a blow to your ego when you find out that your wife is fucking another man. Once you get past the, "Unfaithful fucking whore" and the I'll kill the mother fucker" stage you are left with all the questions of why. What did I do or not do that made her do what she did? What was I lacking? What did he have that I didn't? More energy and staying power? A bigger dick? A longer and more talented tongue? Maybe she just didn't like me any more or maybe I had a bad case of body odor. I didn't know and I wasn't going to ask. I did not intend to let Brenda know that I knew, at least not until I was ready and had all my ducks lined up in a row.
I would guess that it started when Brenda and I went up to Vail to spend a weekend at the resort to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary. Saturday night we went out for drinks and dancing and on the way into the club I tripped and twisted my ankle. I hobbled to our table and sat down and ordered drinks, but obviously, at least for me, dancing was out.
Brenda sat at the table and watched the dance floor and her body swayed in time to the music. After we had been there an hour a young man came over from where he had been sitting at the bar and asked Brenda if she would like to dance. She looked at me and I told her to go ahead and enjoy herself. The two of them went out on the floor and stayed there until the end of the set. When the band took there break Brenda brought the young man back to the table, introduced me to David and then she asked him to join us. David and Brenda danced several more times that night and I noticed that on some of the slow numbers that they danced real close to each other, but I didn't think anything of it; why should I, I was right there.
The next day I left Brenda at the pool and I drove over to the clinic at Avon and had the ankle looked at. They x-rayed it and found nothing broken and then wrapped it in an Ace bandage. When I got back from the clinic I went out to the pool and saw David rubbing sun tan lotion on Brenda's back and legs. Again, I didn't think anything about it at the time.
The weekend over we headed on home and on Monday it was back to the old grindstone for me. When you own your own business there isn't a lot of free time. You put in a lot of hours to try and make the business go and grow and I'm afraid that I left Brenda at home a lot. She never complained and while I did spend a lot of time at work I never neglected her. I made sure that our love life didn't go stale. I made love to her four or five times a week and I made sure that she knew that she was special to me.
It was two weeks after our weekend in Vail. I was busy at the office when all the power went out. I called the electric company and found out that a truck had hit a pole and the wires were down and the transformer had shorted out. I was told that it would be several hours before power was restored so I locked the place up and headed on home.
I hadn't taken two steps into the house when I heard Brenda moaning from the direction of the bedroom. It wasn't a 'hurt' type moan, but a sexual one. Thinking that she was working on her self with either her fingers or one of her 'toy's I smiled and headed for the room and then stopped dead in my tracks as I saw a mans trousers and a mans pair of shoes on the kitchen floor. A few feet away I saw Brenda's nightgown on the floor. I took several cautious steps down the hall toward the bedroom and I heard Brenda moan again.
"I'll be your slut baby. I'll do anything you want, whenever you want, just keep fucking me like you did the first time."
"Oh I will sweet stuff, but you have to help me get it up again."
"Bring it here lover."
Anger was building up in me, but I have never been one to act rashly and I decided to see if I couldn't find out more of what was happening before doing anything. I quietly moved back the way I had come and went out into the garage. I got an inspection mirror from my toolbox and headed back toward the bedroom. I got down on my knees and slid the mirror past the doorframe and in it I saw that Brenda and the man were facing away from the door. I got up and quickly moved to the spare bedroom which was just across the hall from the master bedroom. I slipped inside and left the door opened just a crack so I could see across the hall.
Brenda was on her knees sucking her lover's cock while one had cupped and caressed his balls. The man's hands were kneading Brenda's tits and tweaking her nipples. Brenda's nipples are very sensitive and she moaned again, pulled her mouth off the man and got on the bed. She spread her legs, pulled her knees back as far as they would go and opened herself up for him.
"Come on lover, fuck me again. Please baby, hurry, I need it."
The man moved to get between Brenda's legs and for the first time I saw that it was David.
"Come on baby, hurry" moaned Brenda and David moved forward. Brenda grabbed his cock and guided it in to her and I heard her grunt as David drove his cock home. Then he fucked her. He slammed into her hard and fast and Brenda's screams rang through the house. It seemed the more noise Brenda made the more vocal David became.
"Like it bitch? Like my cock ramming your pussy? Tell me you are my slut. Tell me that you are going to let me fuck you from now on. Come on you unfaithful whore; tell me whose bitch you are."
Brenda moaned, cried and answered him, "Oh god, I love it. Fuck me, fuck me harder. I'm yours lover, whenever you want me I'm yours. I'm your bitch, I'm yours, oh god yes, fuck me."
It was almost ten minutes before David announced that he was cumming and Brenda cried out, "Pull out, pull out baby, don't cum in me, don't get me pregnant."
David pulled out and spit his load all over Brenda's stomach. I watched as she scooped some up with her fingers and then licked them. "Damn lover, you taste good. I should have had you cum in my mouth."
"Next time you delicious little slut. God but you are good pussy."
"You are pretty good yourself. I knew you would be great. I wanted to sneak off and fuck you when we were in Vail, but couldn't."
"That's okay baby, we've found each other now and I'm looking forward to a long, long relationship."
"Can you get it up again?"
"Can you help?"
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