Rob

When it was my turn I stepped up to the teller's window and slid the deposit slip and the check to the girl behind the counter. As she was doing what tellers do I asked her to give me the balance on the account. She pushed some buttons on the computer, looked at the screen, wrote some numbers down on a slip of paper and pushed it across the counter to me. I looked at it and pushed it back at her.

"This can't be right. It is only half of what should be there."

She looked back at her screen. "I show a cash withdrawal yesterday for half of what was in the account."

"Would you check the balance in my savings account please?" and I gave her the account number. It was the same deal; it was exactly half of what should have been there and a cash withdrawal had been made the previous afternoon.

I left the teller window and was heading for the door when all of a sudden something else occurred to me. I went over to the woman you dealt with when you wanted access to your safe deposit box. There were supposed to be five CDs there, but only three were in the box and all of Toni's jewelry was gone. I cleaned out the box and left the bank.

I wasn't stupid. The only other person who had access to the deposit box and the accounts was my wife Toni. The question on my mind was why would my wife go to the bank and take out half of everything we had, but even as I asked myself the question I knew the answer. The missing jewelry was the tip off. Toni was either going to leave me or she had already gone.

I took out my cell and tried to reach her at work and was told that she had taken the afternoon off to take care of some personal business and I headed on home where hopefully some answers awaited.

My wife's car was in the drive when I got there. I parked and went inside and Toni wasn't downstairs so I went up the staircase and down the hall to the bedroom. Toni was kneeling in front of the chest of drawers and she was taking things out of it and packing them in a box. I saw several other boxes in the room and since she apparently hadn't heard me come in I just stood and watched for a minute or so before saying:

"Did you plan on leaving me a note, or were you just going to leave?"

I saw her stiffen and she stopped what she was doing, but she didn't turn around. After several very long moments she said:

"I was going to tell you when you got home tonight."

"Is it because of something I've done?"

"No, it isn't that."

"Are you leaving me because of another man?"

"Yes and no."

"Well that is certainly a clear answer."

"I'm leaving because of another man, but I'm not leaving for another man."

"That's even clearer still" and I turned around and went downstairs.

Ten minutes later she followed me down and said, "You seem to be taking this calmly."

"Quite frankly I expected you to be gone when I got here. I stopped at the bank today to deposit a check and just imagine my surprise when I found half the money gone from all of our accounts. On a whim I checked the deposit box and saw that all your jewelry was gone so I figured you were too. It kind of surprised me since I wasn't aware of any problems with our marriage, but they always say that the husband is the last to know."

"There were no problems with the marriage, at least not of your making. The problem has been all mine and tonight I was going to tell you about it. I fully expected that when I was finished you would throw me out of the house so I've been packing and trying to get as much of my things out of here as I can before you change the locks on me."

"Oh come on Toni, things can't be that bad."

"Oh yes they can, but first, before I tell you what I need to tell you I want you to know that I love you with all my heart and soul. You mean the world to me and I don't want you to ever doubt that for a second. Human nature says that you will doubt it and I can't help that, but I do love you. Always have and always will."

"I've never doubted that Toni."

"Yes, but you didn't know what you are about to find out. Do you remember that Christmas party at Eric's house three years ago?"

How could I forget? It was not one of my shining moments. Eric was the owner of the company I worked for. The party had not been a real joyous occasion. Business had been slow, there had been some layoffs and everyone knew that more were coming. I knew I would be gone in the next round and I was feeling sorry for myself. I drank way too much and passed out. I woke up the next morning to a pounding head and was somewhat surprised to find that I was in my own bed.

"I remember it" I said, "Only too well."

"It was after you had passed out and Eric had a couple of guys carry you into his den and put you down on the couch. I'd had a lot to drink also, nowhere near as much as you, and Eric came up to me and said that it was a crying shame that he was going to lose some one as talented as you. I didn't know what he was talking about because you never told me how bad things were at the company. I asked what he meant and he told me about the coming layoffs.

I started crying. We had just bought the new house and furniture and you had gone out and bought a second car so I'd have one to drive. We were in debt up to our eyebrows, but weren't worried about it because you had a great job and were making good money. I had just started my job, but it didn't pay enough to carry us if you were out of work. I told all that to Eric and then he told me that things didn't have to be that way. I asked him what he meant and he told me that he had wanted me from the first time he had seen me and that if I would have sex with him he wouldn't lay you off. I was astonished that could say such a thing to me - a married woman - and I walked away from him in a huff.

"I had another drink or two and then Eric came up to me and asked me if I had given any more thought to his proposition. The truth was that I hadn't thought of anything else. I thought of losing the house and everything else we had worked so hard for and I'd thought about having sex with Eric if that would keep us from losing everything. That's all it would be, just some quick sex. It wouldn't be any different from the sex I'd had with half a dozen guys before I met you. I remembered all of them from time to time, but thinking of the great times I'd had with them never had any effect on my love for you so I didn't think having sex with Eric would affect us. Eric would just be sex; you were love. And you would never know. You were dead to the world and neither Eric nor I would ever tell. I told myself that if I did it I would be doing it for us, doing it to insure our future.

"But even as I rationalized it in my head I knew that I just couldn't do it and I told Eric that I could never do a thing like that to you and I walked away from him again. A couple of drinks later he came up to me and told me that the offer was still open. By then I'd convinced myself that we were going to end up on poverty row if you lost your job and I hated the idea of us being destitute and homeless. Oh I know I was being overly dramatic, but at the time I was bombed half out of my mind and not thinking clearly. I told him that he had to promise me that you would never find out and he promised. He promised and then took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. He told me to get undressed and ready for him while he got rid of the other guests.

Toni

Eric came into the room and saw me lying naked on the bed. I had to do this for Rob, but I didn't have to like it. I kept my eyes closed as Eric took off his clothes and then climbed onto the bed. He lowered his head and he started eating my pussy and even though having my pussy eaten by Rob is something that I loved I kept myself still. I was going to let Eric have his way with me, but I was determined that I was not going to enjoy it.

After several minutes of working on my pussy, and causing a bit of a tingle that I didn't want, Eric moved above me and the head of his cock pushed at the slit that led into my pussy and my eyes shot open in alarm. I raised my head and looked down and thought, "Good God! That thing will never fit into me." I was no stranger to cocks, there had been a good dozen or so in the years before I met Rob, but I had never seen anything the size of what Eric had.

He pushed and the head of his cock entered me. He worked it slowly, giving me time to adjust, and inch by inch he worked more and more of his huge cock into my pussy. I had never felt so full in my life. He kept working slowly into me until he was buried as deep as he could go. I couldn't believe that I had taken all of him. I let my body relax and Eric started fucking me with long, slow strokes. He was touching me in places that had never been touched before.

I pushed up at him and he felt my response and he began to fuck me a little harder. He grabbed my legs and put them up on his shoulders and then he began to push hard and deep. I moaned and then to my complete horror I began to beg him to fuck me harder. My body was responding to the invasion of his huge cock and it wanted more. I was lost in lust as I moaned. cried and begged Eric to fuck me harder, shove it deeper and never stop. I pleaded with him to make me cum; I promised him I would be his forever if he would just make cum.

It was all stupid babble since I had already cum several times, but I wanted more, much more. I gave up all pretense of doing it just to save Rob's job and protect our way of life. My brain was short circuited and all thought was coming from my pussy and it was telling me that Eric could fuck me all night and all day if he wanted to.

Eric started pounding hard into me and I knew what was happening; he was ready, he wanted to cum and I wanted it.

"Yes baby, yes. Do it, do it, do it. Cum for me lover, cum for me."

He rammed me hard and I felt him shoot and I cried out, "Yes, yes, oh God yes" and I had the largest orgasm of my life.

Eric collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. He rolled off of me, but I didn't want it to end. I slid down and lifted his limp cock in my hand. Even soft it was still the biggest that I had ever seen. I flicked my tongue out at it and started licking it clean of our combined juices. I took the head in my mouth and went to work on getting him hard again.

He fucked me three more times that night. Twice before helping me get Rob home and one more time on my bed with a passed out Rob lying next to us not one foot away. He called me two days later and I met him at the Hilton and he fucked me senseless. Since then I have fucked him two or three times a week and once when Rob was on a five day fishing trip I spent three days with Eric and never got dressed. I don't love Eric. I'm not even sure that I like him, but his cock is like a drug to me - it was a need - and I kept going back for it.