This story is a work of fiction.
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My wife Karen is a successful business woman. She earns a lot of money from her work as a director and partner in her real estate company. Karen travels a lot to other states and abroad and she hardly has time for housework and other related things. Shortly after marriage, I stopped working because I was earning much less than Karen.
"I want you to concentrate on the housework darling..." Karen told me that day before leaving in her convertible Mercedes, "I will come late today make sure that everything will be in its place sweetheart!"
I used to work as an accountant in a small company before marriage, and I wanted to buy an apartment in a quiet area, so I called a real estate company and it was Karen who answered me and then things went fast, we fell in love and got married.
Karen was an employee in that company, but she was successful and charismatic, she never lost a deal and saved a good amount of capital from her commissions.
In her early thirties, Karen is a very attractive woman; she is six feet height, a brunet with brown eyes and thick lips... Her breasts and ass are very revealing...
"I know how to get men to sign the deals with me Lisa, I never leave empty handed..." Karen told our blond Swedish neighbor Lisa before they both laughed.
I was serving them tea and cookies,
"You know that Jack prepared these cookies today..." Karen told her before I left blushing...
I refused at the beginning of our marriage to stay at home, and although Karen from the beginning was the dominant in our relationship, I had some limits. Karen didn't give up and continued to insist on me to quit.
One day I was watching TV in bed, besides me was Karen discussing a deal with one of her clients Mr. John, I realized that she was having difficulty persuading him, and her tone was changing into flirting. I was getting nervous, and I kept listening carefully.
Then Karen turned her back to me and lowered her voice.
"...Mr. John, I would love to visit you on your yacht but tomorrow... Ok, sure... I will bring my swimsuit with me...oh... no need for that..." I heard it and I felt a mixture of anger and excitement, my dick became hard like a rock!
I had a fantasy of being cheated by my wife a long time ago, in other words, I fantasized of seeing my wife being fucked by another man. I kept running away from this idea a long time ago, but now it was becoming true...
I kept watching the TV after Karen ended her conversation; she turned carefully towards me and was surprised to see the big bulge in my pants!
That night Karen told me that for a long time she didn't see me hard like that... She told me in a bossy way to suck her pussy after she removed her pants and opened her legs wide... I sucked her to a big orgasm and then I started to fuck her pussy hardly...
Karen was angry because I exploded in her pussy, she didn't want to be pregnant, and she yelled and shouted at me...
"Go sleep on the sofa tonight, I don't want to see your face!" Karen ordered me sternly, before I left the room apologizing for her...
The other day was Sunday, and Karen told me to drop her in Mr. John's Yacht at the marina,
"This deal will change my life forever, the commission is big and I will do anything to convince him, so be a good husband and come back at seven o'clock in the evening."
That was all that she told me before she walked towards her client's place, Karen was dressed up in a very short white skirt and a blue transparent top that revealed her bikini, she looked even taller in her high heeled strapped sandals!
I always loved Karen's legs and feet in those heels!
Mr. John was an African-American in his late forties, he was very rich. He smiled and waved his hands for her.
From the car I realized that he looked fat, and he had a big belly...
Back at home I sat and wondered about all the things that were going on in our marriage. Yes it was a turning point, but I was confused and hesitant to take a decision, or the right decision. I know that Karen loved me, but she was ambitious and successful more than me, and wouldn't stop her work.
I drove my car before seven to the marina,
The Yacht was in its place and I parked the car a little bit far from it, I could see her kissing that guy deeply while in his arms...
Again, I couldn't control my excitement; images of that guy making love with my wife filled my head!
I drove Karen back home without telling her a word; she rushed to take a shower in her room. I went to her room and tried to enter but the door was closed...
