I've found out that my wife is cheating on me and so far she and Josh don't know that I know. Josh by the way is – or was – my best friend. I know, I know, it is a cliché, but clichés get to be clichés because they happen so often.
I had no idea of how I was going to handle it. The thing was that I couldn't understand why he was fucking my wife. Don't get me wrong here; my wife is definitely a hottie. She is in her mid-thirties and even after three kids she looks hot as hell in a bikini, but his wife Carla is just as hot if not hotter. She was fairly tall at five foot seven, has red hair that hangs down to the middle of her back and has green eyes that seem to be able to look deep into your soul. I found out that she comes in at 36-23-34 and I won't deny that she turned me on.
I let things slid for a couple of weeks after finding out about Josh and Heather as I tried to make up my mind about what to do. I loved Heather and I wondered if there was some way to save our marriage. It didn't seem likely, but I couldn't know for sure until we talked. On Friday I made up my mind to confront her on Monday. Why the two day wait? Heather had gotten a call from a very sick friend who had needed some help and she had rushed off to help her.
I knew without a doubt that if I called Josh to ask him if he wanted to play golf on Saturday I'd get Carla and she would tell me that Josh wasn't there and was off doing something over the weekend. My parents had taken the kids up to their cabin on the lake for the weekend so no wife and no kids meant that I was going to spend a quiet weekend alone and it could very well be the last quiet weekend I would ever have.
On the way home I stopped and got a case of beer and I fully intended to see that all twenty-four bottles were empty by Sunday night. When I got home I put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and went into the kitchen. Dinner that night was going to be simple. I opened a package of hot dogs and put them in a pan to boil, chopped up an onion and got a can of baked beans out of the pantry. I dumped the beans in a pot and put it on a burner and then opened my second beer.
I was digging through the fridge looking for the mustard when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I found Carla standing there. She was wearing a tank top and it looked like she wasn't wearing a bra. She had on a pair of Daisy Dukes and a pair of flip flops on her feet. Her nipples were pushing hard at the tank top and I got instant major wood.
"You doing anything important?" she asked.
"Batching it. Working on dinner and drinking beer."
"Mind if I join you?"
"No in the least. I could use the company" I said as I stepped aside and let her in. We walked to the kitchen and she sat down at the table. I knew she didn't drink beer so I opened a bottle of Merlot and I poured her a glass.
"Dinner is nothing fancy" I said. "Hot dogs and baked beans. Pretty simple stuff."
"I can do simple."
The hot dogs were boiling and the beans were bubbling so I turned off the heat and moved the pans to he cold side of the stove and got two plates from the cupboard. I handed Carla one and told her to help herself. She fixed herself two hot dogs and spooned some beans on her plate. We sat down to eat and I asked:
"What brings you over?"
"You have any idea where Heather is?"
"She went to help a sick friend."
"I wonder when it happened?"
"When what happened?"
"When Josh got sick. He looked pretty damned healthy to me when he left the house. You do know that Josh is fucking Heather right? And that right now they are in room 130 at the Arrowhead Lodge?"
"I didn't know that they were at the Arrowhead, but I've known for a couple of weeks now that she has been cheating on me. How did you find out?"
"I found part of a condom wrapper in his pants pocket when I was doing the laundry. He doesn't use them with me because we have been trying to get me pregnant. I decided not to have his baby if he was cheating on me. I didn't want to end up as a single mother if there was going to be a divorce so I used some of the inheritance from my dad to put a private detective on him. They get together for long lunches and when he calls and tells me that he is working late he is usually working on Heather. How did you find out?"
"I was in the basement working on a bookcase I'm making. The phone rang and I picked up the basement extension. Heather must have picked up the upstairs phone a second or so ahead of me and I heard her say the word "lover" just as I put the phone to my ear so I quietly listened while Josh told her they would have to skip their usual long lunch at the Marriott because on an important meeting he had to go to. I got to listen to her tell him that she would miss his cock and that he was going to have to work hard to make it up to her the next time."
"You haven't done anything about it?"
"I haven't been able to make up my mind as to what to do. I did decide this afternoon to confront her when she gets home and see where it goes from there. What are you going to do?"
"Hopefully I'll be doing it in a few minutes."
I gave her what must have seemed to her like a confused look and said, "Do what?"
She got up and came over and sat down on my lap. "I've seen the way you look at me and I know damned well that if we weren't married you would have been after me. We might both still be married, but we don't owe Josh and Heather any more fidelity that they have given us."
She hugged me and her hand slid up my leg, under my shorts and to the leg band of my briefs. I shifted to get a little more comfortable and her hand went under my briefs and touched my cock. I looked at her in amazement and she leaned into me and her lips met mine. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and her hand gripped my hard cock. No silly fool me I kissed her back and swapped tongues with her. She broke the kiss and said:
"I'm going for the ultimate in revenge. Even though we decided to have a baby I've managed to come up with excuses not to have sex during my fertile times and to be on the safe side I went to my doctor and was fitted for a diaphragm. How bad do you want revenge on Josh?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"It is my ultimate revenge. I'm at my most fertile right now and my diaphragm is in my purse."
"That is exactly what I mean."
Carla was right. It would be the ultimate revenge to have Josh raising my kid thinking that it was his. I smiled and moved a hand up under Carla's tank top and discovered that I had been right when I guessed that she was braless and I felt her right nipple. It was as hard as a pencil eraser and when I pulled on it Carla moaned. Her mouth fastened on mine and I sent my other hand under her Daisy Duke's and discovered that she was not only braless, but she wasn't wearing any panties.
I slowly worked a finger into her wet pussy and she moaned and whispered, "Oh yes" as I worked my finger. I broke the kiss and said:
"On Heather's side of the bed. That's where I want you; on Heather's side of the bed."
She got off my lap and said, "Let's go."
We both hurriedly stripped when we got to the bedroom and Carla naked was spectacular and she had something that I had never seen before except in men's magazines – she was completely shaved! I have already mentioned that Heather was a hottie, but why Josh was fucking my wife when he had a woman like Carla made absolutely no sense to me. Carla was apparently thinking along the same lines. She was looking at my naked body with a puzzled look on her face and when I asked her what she was thinking she said:
"I just don't understand it. Your cock is both longer and thicker than Josh's so why in the world would Heather want to fuck my husband when she has you and that cock at home and ready to go. Makes no sense to me."
"Doesn't matter. You are here now and for the time being those other two people don't even exist."
"You are so right. Take me to bed and do it now."
I pointed at Heather's side of the bed and she smiled and said, "You do me on Heather's side of the bed and then we can go to my place and I'll do you on Josh's side of the bed."
"Deal." I said as she laid back on the bed and spread her legs. I moved between them and she lifted her legs and told me to fuck her and fuck her hard.
"Can't do it. Not until I've had a taste."
I put my mouth on that hairless pussy and lapped at it until Carla cried out "Enough! Fuck me."
I moved up and pushed forward and my cock spread her lips slid into her hot wet hole.
"Oh yessss" she hissed, "Fill me lover; fill me and fuck me hard."
I did what the lady asked. I was grunting and she was moaning as we went after each other like two animals in heat. The sound of my balls slapping her ass as I drove into bounced off the walls of the room. She begged me not to stop and to keep fucking her forever. Her words were driving me crazy with lust and I wanted to do what she wanted me to do. I did want to keep fucking her forever. I pounded and pounded and pounded. I needed to get her off before I got mine. I was close, damned close and luckily Carla started cumming and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and I couldn't hold it back any longer. I came and pumped what felt like a gallon of cum into her fertile womb.
Both of us were sweaty and gasping for breath when I pulled out of her and fell to the bed beside her. Carla rolled up on an elbow and looked down at me.
"I can't believe this. I just can't believe this. Heather can have this and she wants my husband?"
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