Chapter 2: Janice’s Story

My problems started about a year ago, when Kathy, my best friend in the whole world, left her husband. She stayed at our house for a long time while waiting for her divorce settlement. Roy didn’t mind because he and Kathy got along very well. I often heard them flirting with each other – but I trusted Roy implicitly, and I knew he would never cheat on me.

The time Kathy spent with us was awesome. We both became quite close to her.

Her divorce was final about three months after she moved in with us. She got the house in the divorce, but had no job. I found Kathy a position where I worked, so that she could afford to live independently. Having my best friend working at the same place was a blessing, because it gave me someone to chat with at work and lunch.

Once she was single, Kathy started dating right away. She was very pretty, blond, and all the men at work were hitting on her. Both the single and married men. She dated, but not with men from work. She said that there were plenty of suitable men at a lounge she’d started to frequent.

She shared the details of her dates with me, and I would get so damn horny listening to all the intimate things these men did with her. I actually came on a couple of occasions that she shared stories about one adventure or another. I’d go to bed and wait for Roy to fall asleep, before playing with myself and fantasizing about everything she told me.

Three weeks ago Kathy came to work all excited. She could hardly wait for lunch to tell me about the latest guy. On the stroke of midday, she grabbed me, and we headed to her car, rather than the lunchroom, so I knew it would be good.

“My god Janice, I can hardly walk,” she breathed out.

“I just spent the weekend in the arms of a god. A sex god ... my god Janice, it was the most incredible weekend of my life...”

“Ok, Kathy, tell me everything.”

“Just to make it short, he can eat pussy better than any man alive. I must have cum twenty times before he put a ten-inch dick into me, and it was this thick,” she said, holding her fingers where they wouldn’t close.

My pussy just started to pour juice into the gusset of my panties.

She showed me a photo of him on her phone. What a hunk! Then she swiped it to the next one. He was topless. What a chest! She swiped it again, and he was bottomless. His cock was amazing. He had such a strong veiny erection. I became very jealous.

That night I fucked my husband, Roy, like he had never been fucked before.

Our sex life had been bad, to say the least. I thought that getting wound up over Kathy’s guy before fucking Roy might be a good way to improve our bedroom interaction. The next morning, a Tuesday, I made love to him again, before I went to work.

Two days later Kathy told me she’d met the guy again, after work on Thursday. Then, on Monday at lunch, she told me again about how she had been fucked raw all weekend long.

I asked her if there were wedding bells in her future.

“Hell no ... I won’t go down that road ever again. He’s just a play toy, that’s all. He sees other women besides me.”

“That doesn’t bother you?”

“No,” she said, smiling. “Why should it? He’s a fuck toy. That’s it. It’s like one of your vibrators. I play with it, then send it home. I don’t even have to clean it,” she giggled.

“Well ... I do clean it ... but I don’t have to,” she smiled. “Shower sex is awesome.”

I laughed, then said something that ruined my life, “Damn girl, when can I borrow him?”

Kathy gave me a creepy smile that I’d never seen on her before.

“Janice, you do know that you’re married?”

“Kathy, you said it was like using a vibrator. Roy doesn’t mind me using my toys, he paid for most of them. He used to love watching me use them on myself,” I laughed. “I love Roy, he is everything to me. This is just something to do. He would never leave me over something like this.”

We went back to work, where I had a very unproductive day, then went home. The second Roy walked through the door, I fucked him three ways to Sunday, and left him passed out from pleasure in our bed.

Thursday that week, Kathy told me that she had spoken to Todd, and he was willing to meet me at lunch the next day.

I went home and, as horny as I was at the thought of meeting Todd, I didn’t want to have sex with Roy. I wanted to save myself for Kathy’s stud.

On the Friday, I dressed a little bit nicer than usual, wanting to make an impression. I walked into work and got with Kathy who complimented my appearance. Everything was arranged for us to take an extended lunch together.

Kathy was at my desk at noon. She dragged me to The Village Inn. Todd was already there, and he looked good. At twenty-eight, he was younger than my forty-five years old. Roy was in good shape, but nothing like Todd. His short-sleeve shirt accentuated his strong arms. He stood as we approached, like a real gentleman. My eyes immediately focused on his crotch, which boasted the biggest bulge I’d ever seen.

I don’t remember much of our conversation, but he asked me to dinner that night. He gave me the address of a nice hotel restaurant, and I agreed to the date. Everything happened quickly, and I couldn’t believe how I justified it to myself.

I didn’t go back to work. Instead, I took a personal day off, and headed to the mall. I bought a new dress for my date, and completed the outfit with a new bag, shoes, and lingerie.

When I got home, I took a steamy shower. I cleaned my kitty thoroughly, knowing he would want to eat me. I shaved my pussy too. I wanted to make Todd a very happy man.

After preparing my body, I donned the dress, stockings, and a new see-through bra. At forty-five, after raising one child, my breasts sagged a little too much to go braless. I decided to go sans panties.

I heard my husband come home and I called him to the bathroom. He came in and about had a heart attack. When I saw the look of lust on his face, I mentally congratulated myself. ‘YES!!!’ that was the impression I wanted to make. He smiled. I smiled.

I just finished putting on my lipstick, then turned and asked, “So, what do you think?”

“I have never seen you more beautiful. Janice I am in love with you.”

“That’s the look I was going for, except I don’t want love, just lust,” she giggled.

“Is it new?”

“Yes. I bought it today. I played hooky after lunch. A guy I met asked me out tonight,” she said.

Roy stood there trying to make sense of what I just said.

“Asked you out???”

“Yea. A man I met at lunch asked me out for tonight. I bought the dress to impress him. I’m glad you like it.”

I told Roy not to wait up for me, but he just sat there looking at me.

I thought, ‘OK, I can handle the silent treatment. Maybe he’ll want to talk when I get back. It will be his choice. He won’t stay silent forever.’

It was wrong, but I knew how much he loved me. Roy adored every fiber of my being. This was just an itch I had to scratch. I needed to get it out of my system. Afterwards? He would still know that he was the love of my life, and I’d be the perfect wife for the rest of our lives.

That’s how I rationalized our exchange.

Then I turned and walked out the door.

The Date

As soon as I pulled out of the driveway, I was consumed with thoughts about Todd. The anticipation of what was going to happen next hit me. Just like Kathy had said, he’d eat my pussy and fuck me to oblivion with the most wonderful orgasms possible. My nipples tingled, and I could feel my pussy getting wet.

By the time I got to the hotel my pussy was so wet that I could feel the moisture on my inner thighs, and my nipples were hard with anticipation. I parked and walked to the front desk. I saw Todd standing there, smiling from ear to ear.

“Hi, Janice. You certainly look beautiful tonight.”

“Why, thank you, Todd.”

He reached out, took my hand, and led me into the restaurant. The host seated us, and the wine steward appeared. Todd ordered champagne.

“I must say, Janice, I’ve been looking forward to this evening. I’m so glad you agreed to meet with me.”

“I have been too. Dinner and dancing are high on my list of favorite ways to spend an evening.”

He leaned over and kissed me. Of course, I kissed him back.

“It’s going to get a lot better later. I guarantee it.”

We had a nice dinner then, since we were seated near the dance floor, Todd didn’t waste any time pulling me up for a dance. The band started a slow set, and he pulled into his arms and swept me around the floor. He was an excellent dancer and it seemed like we’re floating on a cloud. He slowly pulled me closer and closer till I felt his cock against my stomach. I could tell that it was huge. My pussy tingled and got a little wetter at the thought of it stretching me out. Three songs later we were back at the table. Another bottle champagne appeared, and our glasses were filled. We made small talk, punctuated with kisses, but all I really wanted was to go upstairs to his room, and really start the date.

“Let’s go up to my room, and have another drink,” he finally asked, as if reading my mind.

I just smiled. He helped me up from the table, signed for the tab, and led me to the elevators. He stood behind me as the doors closed. Immediately his arms went around me, and he cupped my breasts. He rubbed my nipples through my dress and bra. I turned my head and kissed him on the neck. He pulled my dress up and found that I wore no panties.

“I like that,” he said with a big smile, as he inserted a finger into my very wet pussy.