Continued from Ch. 03
Accepting that I would be walking into the house with my cock straining against my pants I got out of the car and then helped Kat from her seat, giving her ass a soft little smack on her way up the drive. We got to the door and I opened it to let us in. I expected to hear the kids come screaming into the hall to see Kat, but instead I heard my wife's voice.
"I hope your little slut didn't wear you out too much baby, because I need that big cock too."
Kat and I froze, looking in shock as my wife stepped around the corner into the front hallway.
Ch. 04
Instead of being dressed for a casual evening out as I had expected she was wearing the sexiest outfit I had ever seen on her. My wife, who up until now rarely wore lingerie at all, stood before us in a tight black dress, the bottom of which ended an inch above the black stockings that hid her legs, garter straps disappearing up under the hem of the dress. Three inch black heels had her standing at nearly my height and I could only imagine what she might be wearing under the dress. Her hair fell in loose curls around her shoulders and her brown eyes glinted with mischief.
"Sweetie... What..." I started to say but she cut me off.
"I've been waiting for you to tell me the truth... Daddy," she said, emphasizing the title. "But I just couldn't wait anymore."
"Mrs. Stone, let me explain," Kat stammered before my wife cut her off as well.
"You don't have to explain anything young lady, although I am disappointed that you didn't tell me you had succeeded in getting my dear sweet husband to lose even his legendary self-control. You'll need to tell me how you did that. "
Kat and I exchanged puzzled looks. My wife was not exactly acting the way we would have expected her to after finding out that her husband had begun an affair with their babysitter.
My eyes caught movement and were drawn back to my wife as she slowly walked down the hallway towards us. I don't think I had ever seen her walk so sensuously before. Grabbing my tie she pulled me down for a kiss, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I was stunned by her hunger, she had rarely kissed me so passionately since our honeymoon.
"I found your stories... Daddy," she said, again drawing out the title, as if she was tasting it.
"Oh," I replied, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Eventually," she continued huskily, "You will tell me exactly why you kept those from me all these years. But right now you're going to show me what I've been missing out on this whole time."
Before I could respond my sweet proper vanilla wife had dropped to her knees and was fumbling with my belt. Seconds later my erection which had lost some of its strength thanks to my growing panic was swelling in her hands as she stroked me up and down. Looking down I found her eyes locked on mine while her hand brought me to full hardness.
"Come on baby," she said huskily. "Show me what you can do with this beautiful tool. I can take it."
Abruptly her head dipped and she slid my throbbing cock into her mouth. I had never gotten more than a couple of kisses on my cock from this woman and suddenly she was trying to shove it down her throat! I groaned in surprise and pleasure as I felt her throat spasm around my head and she gagged, her head popping up off my shaft.
"Come on you son of a bitch," she growled "Fuck me!"
I was blown away by her language and how she was acting but my hand automatically found her hair and formed a fist, holding her head in place as I pushed back into her mouth. Movement to my left caught my eye and I turned to see Kat leaning back against the wall. Her eyes were locked on my cock disappearing back into my wife's mouth and her hand was squeezing her breasts through her tank top.
Looking back down at my wife I saw her eyes watering from my cock forcing its way into her untrained throat again and again. I almost stopped but her hands gripped my ass and pulled me forward until her nose was nestled in my pubic hair.