Chapter 1

Marie pushed open the front door of her home and headed straight for the bedroom. She had just come back from a night out with her college friends. Normally she would spent Friday evening with her husband Leo but he had to wake up very early the next morning.

Marie quickly got out of her clubbing clothes which for this night consisted of a tiny tight t-shirt in dark blue with a deep cut down the front showing a lot of her cleavage, and short black leather skirt that was not too tight to walk in but just short and loose enough to fire the guys (and sometimes girls) imagination. Her exposed mid-drift between the t-shirt and the skirt fuelled their imagination further. Black fishnet stockings encased her long toned legs with three inches knee height boots, leaving nearly six inches of stockings on display between the boots and the hem of the skirt. Underneath all these, Marie wore a light blue cotton push-up bra, which made her firm medium size tits looked even bigger, and a pair of bikini panties in matching colour.

She put each piece of clothing into the laundry basket in the bathroom as she stripped. When she finished, Marie put on a loose sleeping t-shirt and pants, then got into bed quietly hoping she did not wake her husband up.

Leo woke up when his wife, Marie, returned from a night out with her friends. When she began to snore, he slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom. As he finished relieving himself, he noticed his wife's underwear lie atop the laundry basket. The cotton, powder blue panties lying on top of the matching bra but what caught his eyes was the dark stain on the gusset of her panties.

That's odd, Leo thought to himself, and then he noticed that the wet patch appeared shiny and his first thought was that perhaps his wife had been horny. After having been together for many years, he knew she could get very wet if properly aroused, and alcohol always helped.

Curious, he picked the panties out of the laundry basket and examined them. The strong smell of her pussy juice assaulted his nose. However, this was not just her ordinary pussy smell, something else was mixed with it.

Is it sweat? he thought, though not really convinced. As he brought the panties closer to his face and despite the poor lighting in the bathroom, he could see a milky white fluid at the gusset of the panties.

Still holding the cotton panties in his hand, he opened the bathroom door. His wife was lying on the bed asleep, her long blond hair spread across the pillow. Her lips were red and slightly swollen and set in the tiniest smile. He thought he could see a little bruise on her neck, but maybe that was just a trick of the shadows.

"It can't be!" he thought. "She would never cheat on me. At least not without telling me first." Who could it have been? Who had fucked her? Had she lied to him about the night out with the girls? Was she carrying on a secret affair, or was it a stranger she had met in the bar?

He brought the panties up to his nose and inhaled. The heavy smell of male cum was too strong to miss. He dipped his fingers into the viscous liquid and rubbed the slippery juices between his fingers. He looked at the glistening fluid covering the tips of his fingers. Bringing them to his lips, he slipped them into his mouth. Closing his eyes Leo tasted the mixture of juices imagining his wife getting horny. He imagined her hiking up her skirt to let the stranger finger fuck her pussy, and she wrapped her long legs up in the air when he pushed his cock into her.

Leo sucked gently on his fingers, tasting pussy and cum. He licked all around his fingers searching for every taste. Then he was startled when Marie turned over in bed. He quickly placed her panties back on top of the pile of clothes and went back to bed himself but his hard cock refused to go soft. His mind was filled with images of his wife having sex with the stranger, and images of the stranger's cum dripped out from her well fucked pussy. How he wanted to be there to lick them all up, as they came out. Leo wondered whether cum was leaking from his wife's pussy right at the moment, as she lie next to him in their martial bed.

Next morning Leo's thoughts raced along almost as fast as his car as he drove to his office. Stupid weekend duty! he vented to no one in particular. If I don't need to work today at least I can ask Marie about last night.However, how would he confront Marie about last night? He was certain she had has sex with some guy, the cum-soaked panties left no doubts on that count. Did she cheat on him though? That, Leo was not so sure. The truth was that it was Leo's fantasy to see Marie taken by another man and she in term wanted to try out sex with more than one man, preferably at the same time. They had been discussing their fantasies and their desires with each other for a while and on the surface, it looked like they were well matched. However, they had never worked up the courage to act on it together; they did agree that they would not try things out without the other partner.

'May be Marie got tired of waiting for me and decided to take matter into her own hands?' Leo wondered as drove his car through the front gate of the office towards his parking space.

Marie woke up in late morning by the sound of a car horn outside her home. She looked at the clock on the nightstand next to her and thankful about the car horn, because otherwise she would still be in bed when Leo came home. She jumped into the shower, longing for the how water to wash away the alcohol and smoky smell from the night before. When she stepped out of the shower, Marie froze in her track. She noticed that in her drunken state last night she had left her panties at the top of the pile of clothes in the laundry basket when she undress. Even after sitting there for a whole night, Marie could see the gusset of her panties was still damp with white cum. 'Did Leo see it?' she was dying to know suddenly. If he had, he did not say a word to her before he left earlier. Moreover, that would spare her the trouble of finding a way to tell him what she had done. Should I tell him about last night when he comes home? We've promised each other that we would do it together and I broke that promise.

The reason her panties looked so fresh was that when he woke up this morning the sight of the cum-soaped panties was too much for Leo and he ended up closing the bathroom door, wrapped the still damp panties around his cock, and jerked off a huge load into it while imagining her being taken by another man.

As Marie dried her long hair in front of the bathroom mirror and saw her tits swing with the movement of her arms, she remembered how her tits were squeezed by the large hands when they made out outside the back of the club. Then her mind went back to the night before. She did not plan to hook up with a man at the beginning of the evening when she and her friends arrived at the club. After a week of studying hard, she just wanted to relax, got drunk, and danced the night away. A few drinks and dances later, Marie went to the bar to get the next round of drinks and that was when she noticed him.

The man was a slightly taller than her, which made him pretty tall as her high heel boots plus her 5' 7" body made her stand out in a crowd. His body looked well built and definitely well dressed and good looking, as Marie continuously stole glances at him while she waited for her drinks. When she got back to her table, she could not help but followed him with her glances. Over the next hour or so, Marie could tell that he was there with his friends just as she was. The rest of his friends seemed to be the usual type of alpha male, looking to bed women. He did not seem to be interested in the flirting game though he did not seem gay either. His disinterest made Marie more curious and finally after a few more drinks she ended up in the dance floor dancing a few metres from him. She looked around to see where her friends were. Vanessa and Janet were at the bar talking to couple of guys, and Stacy was dancing at the other side of the dance floor, totally absorbed in herself.

Feeling that she was safe for the moment from the prying eyes of her friends, Marie nonchalantly made her way towards him and danced with him. When the song started mixing to the next, Marie took the change of rhythm as her cue to strike up a conversation with him. She found out that his name was Steve and recently moved into town from the other side of the country. Before she could find out more, her favourite song came on and she turned her attention on dancing with Steve. However, it was no ordinary dancing, Marie used all the sexy dance moves she knew on him. One minute she was grinding her body against his; the next minute she was dancing with her back to him, letting him circle his arms around her and pulled her tight against him. Even through the layers of clothing between them, Marie could feel his hard cock rubbed against her swaying ass as she danced in front of him.

Just as the song was coming to the end, Marie hold up her arms thus inviting Steve to move his hands up along with hers. He told the hint and moved his hands slowly from her waist up her body, reaching her armpits then up her arms. On their way up, Steve's hands lightly caressed the side of her tits through her tight t-shirt. He did it so smoothly that none of the people dancing next to them noticed. But Marie certainly felt them and it turned her on tremendously. No one had ever danced that way to her before. Then the next song came on and it was not one that she particularly likes. She turned around to face Steve and pulled his face next to hers.