“I’m going to be late,” Beth texted.
“Why, what’s going on?”
Her husband was home with an open bottle of wine and dinner on its way. But if she was late, and she was letting him know, then something was up.
“Do you really want to know?”
“Are you serious?”
It had been a year since they last did anything. A year since her last affair. A year since James had pushed her to do everything and not hold back. But things had changed, they had slowed down, and in many ways, life was easier.
Even if it was a bit more boring.
“Just tell me,” James said, unsure if he was more excited or nervous. What was she up to?
“Tom came by the office. He offered to give me a ride home.”
That was a name he hadn’t heard in a long time.
“Just a ride?” he asked.
“Do you want me to do more?”
“Do you think he’s interested?”
He had never met Tom, her old co-worker, but they used to flirt constantly before he left the company. It had never lead to anything, and Beth had always fantasized that she’d get her chance.
“He’s told me he wants me.”
“Jesus, that was quick. Are you in the car?”
“Yeah, we’re taking the scenic route. I can already tell he’s hard. What should I do?”
“Shit, this is intense. And super hot. I think I’m getting hard too.”
“He just asked me if I wanted to see it. He’s being so forward! He was never like this when we worked together.”
“Are you gonna say yes?” James asked, sitting down on the couch with his wine. It had been so long, but he was turned on instantly at the thought of his wife with another man. Even one he didn’t know. He took another sip and waited for what felt like far too long.
“Sorry, I got distracted,” she wrote back. “Holy shit his his cock is big. I could barely get it halfway down my throat.”
“Send me a picture!” James said, holding his phone in his hand desperately. A second later, the phone pinged and he saw his wife’s hand wrapped around an impossibly thick cock.
“Are you still driving?”
“He pulled over now. He wants to fuck me James. I think I want to as well.”
“I can’t believe this it happening. It’s so out of the blue. Do you have a condom?”
“No.”
“Shit,” James said, remembering their year of exploration. They had been safe, it was important, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t fantasized about it otherwise.
Fuck, this was complicated.
“I took my panties off already, and I’m lying back in the front seat. If you don’t tell me to stop, I don’t think I can hold back.”
“Do it,” James finally wrote, his hand shaking.
“Oh god, he’s so fucking big…”
And then there was nothing. For five minutes there was nothing. And then for ten. By the time James had finished the bottle of wine it had been an hour since he last heard from his wife and he was getting nervous. He was about to call her when he heard a car pull up. He looked out the font window to see Beth leaning in the driver’s side window. She kissed the man in the car for a long time, her short skirt riding up dangerously high.
And then the car was gone and she was walking up to the house on wobbly feet. James met her at the door, handed her a glass of wine, and led her to the couch.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m so much better than okay,” she said taking a sip.
“Did you do it?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, leaning in and kissing her husband on the mouth. “It’s been so long and I know we were always safe, but I’ve wanted him forever, and I couldn’t say no.”
“So, he fucked you without a condom on?”
“Three times!” Beth said, leaning back and letting her legs fall open.
“Did he…” James couldn’t finished the sentence.
“Do you want to find out? Or do you want to see pictures?”
“Let me see the picture first.”
Beth handed him the phone and there it was. Her smooth pussy was stretched around a thick cock without a hint of latex to be seen. There were four pictures of her getting fucked, and James scrolled through them all before slipping down onto the floor.
“Show me,” he said, parting his wife’s thighs even more.
“Oh god, he felt so good,” she said, pulling him closer as she opened her legs.
“The first time he pulled out and came on my stomach,” she said, pulling her husband’s mouth to her mound. “But the second time I begged him not to James. I told him I wanted to feel it inside me. He came so hard and so quickly then, filling me up again and again. God it was so good, I can’t believe we never did that before. I want it again!”
Her husband attacked her, licking her cunt up and down as he pushed his fingers into her soaking wet body. She was full of another man’s come and he had never been so turned on in all his life. After just a few minutes of it, he needed more though. He stood up, dropped his jeans, and then pushed her back onto the couch.
“I want to feel it,” he growled. “I want to fuck you with his come.”
“Do it baby, fuck your slutty wife. God it felt so good, his cock felt so good!”
They started to fuck, both of them still thinking about Tom and neither of them lasted long. Her husband could feel her wet loose cunt, and all he could think about was that she let another man fuck her without a condom on. He let go as well, filling her again as he kissed her mouth.
When they finally slowed down, both of them having come hard, he remembered something she said.
“Did you say he fucked you three times?”
“Uh-huh,” Beth said with a wicked grin.
“Where did he come the last time?”
Beth pulled him down, one hand in her hair, as she held his ear to her mouth. She was trembling just at the thought of admitting what she had done, but she was nervous too. She could still feel him there and it almost didn’t matter what happened next. It was too hot and too good for her to stop.
“He fucked my ass,” she whispered. “He fucked my ass and then he came there too…”