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This is a follow up to my previous story about how my wife got drunk at her Christmas party and cheated with her coworker. And how I discovered an unknown kink for her being with someone else.
The next day started a bit awkwardly. Neither of us was eager to address the elephant in the room. I worried she would think less of me for being turned on by her cheating. She worried I would think less of her for cheating.
Eventually I broke the ice. “Last night was fun.”
She smiled, with a look of relief but still being unsure. “Did it really turn you on, or were you just saying that to be kind?”
I gulped but figured honesty was the best policy. “Yes. I don’t know why it turned me on, but it did. It’s kind of embarrassing actually.”
She hugged me, no doubt aware of the growing hardness in my pants as my mind raced back. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. I’m just really sorry for doing it and I’m glad you didn’t kick me out.”
I couldn’t hold back from the main question that had been on my mind since she told me. “Did you enjoy it? With him, I mean.”
She hesitated. So I reassured her. “It’s ok. I’d rather know, I won’t be mad.”
She was obviously still unsure. “Well, I did orgasm if that is what you mean. But it was all a big mistake and shouldn’t have happened.”
I knew she’d enjoyed it and my cock was now raging in my pants. I took her to the bedroom and we had sex while talking about it once again.
The following day was a Monday and this meant her seeing him again. I spent the whole day at work imagining the interaction between them. I knew she’d keep it professional but I imagined a sexual tension between them that had never existed before. I spent most of the day with an erection.
I asked her with it when we got home and she said it had been a little awkward but otherwise fine. I noticed she was getting a few messages on her phone. I asked if they were from him and she admitted they were, insisting it was just being friendly. I knew he wanted more.
The following day was much the same and there was more messaging with him after work. And then on the Wednesday she told me that he’d invited her over for a swim on the weekend. “You know he means come over to fuck again, right?” I said.
Claire blushed. She knew that’s exactly what he meant but she was trying to believe it was just a friendly gesture. She didn’t know what to say so I continued. “I mean, it’s ok, if that’s what you want. But let’s just be honest that he’s not inviting you over because you guys are suddenly best friends.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t go.” She replied.
“You clearly want to go. You just don’t want to admit you want to go, knowing that it’s to have sex with him.”
“It’s wrong. It would be cheating. The other night was a mistake because I was drunk. I can’t do that to you again.”
The idea of her going back over to his place, particularly being planned, was a huge turn on. “The last couple of days have been the best sex we’ve had in years. I’m glad you cheated. Maybe sleeping with him again will keep our spark going.”
“The last couple of days have been amazing.” She admitted. “I’d love to keep the spark going, but it could ruin it too.”
“Well, it’s your choice of course. But you kind of owe me one for cheating on me, so you can repay me by doing it again.” I joked.
Claire laughed. “Well, if you insist, I’ll tell him I’m coming.”
Saturday couldn’t come fast enough. Every minute dragged as I nervously waited her to return to him. But finally it arrived.
I watched as Claire showered. Carefully shaving her legs and her pussy. After her shower she fussed over her hair and make-up. And then she started agonising over what to wear. She had a few swimsuits to choose from. I suggested this little black thong bikini I’d bought her a couple of years earlier that she’d only ever worn once because it was quite revealing. Initially she said no but I reminded her she was going over to fuck him, she should look the part.
Claire agreed and put on the bikini followed by a partially sheer white cotton sun dress. She kissed me goodbye and left.
Hours later she finally got home with a huge smile on her face. “So you fucked him?” I asked.
“Twice.”
We went straight to the bedroom where she told me everything that happened.
They had started in the pool drinking cocktails. She’d been nervous to take her sundress off but when she did the look on his face was very approving, his eyes all over her. She slipped into the water and they chatted as they drank their cocktails.
The conversation grew more flirty as they drank and after a few cocktails he brought up their escapades a week earlier, telling her how much fun he’d had and how he couldn’t stop thinking about it and about her. She told him she felt the same way.
He kissed her and soon they were making out in the pool and his hands were exploring her body. His hands fondled her breasts through her bikini and grabbed her exposed ass cheeks. Then they decided to take it to the bedroom.
In bed, he removed his swimming trunks and Claire took his hard cock in her mouth. Although she rarely showed me her oral skills, she is very good with her mouth and she put those skills to work. Working his cock in an out of her mouth. Lips and tongue teasing every inch. Hands massaging his balls. Her eventual reward for that hard work was him erupting in her mouth, which she swallowed with appreciation.
He slipped his hand inside Claire’s bikini and started teasing her now very wet pussy. Rubbing her clothes and teasing her hole. His fingers hit the spot just right and all of that attention on her needy clit had her orgasming in no time.
After she’d finished, his cock was ready to go again. He pulled her thong off and pushed inside her. Pounding her deeply over and over again until he emptied his load inside her.
They took a break. Had some more cocktails and chatted while they recovered. This was the first time since she arrived that she’d thought of me sitting at home waiting for her. She considered whether it was time to come home, but he had other plans.
He began kissing her neck and playing with her breasts. Her nipples are a major erogenous zone for her and teasing them quickly gets her wanting more.
True to form, her mind quickly pushed me to the back as she enjoyed his nipple teasing. And once she couldn’t stand the teasing anymore she straddled him, cowgirl style, her favourite position. Allowing him to penetrate her deeply while her clit grinds against him and inviting more nipple play. It didn’t take a lot of that to have Claire orgasming for a second time and begging him to fuck her.
Of course he obliged, flipping her over and pounding her senseless. She begged for more as he gave it to her before finally thrusting deep, his third orgasm for the day.
Afterwards she realised it was definitely time to be getting home. Kissed him goodbye, and came home to tell me all about it while I enjoyed sloppy thirds.