Christmas is a time for surprises. However, I can't say I expected the surprise I received when I returned home early from a job which was supposed to take a week. I discovered my wife, Brenda greeting an accountant from my office, wearing nothing but a Santa's hat. However, I'm getting ahead of myself; let me start, at the beginning.
I suppose it was my fault. My job requires me to be on the road almost every other week.
Brenda and I had only been married a few years when I took the position. The money was too good to turn down, but it had affected our relationship. Brenda doesn't have to work because of the money I make, so I can't blame her if she had become bored waiting for me to come home. After all, my thirty-something wife is a beautiful woman. A brunette with striking green eyes, a voluptuous figure with soft, creamy white skin, and my five foot two inch wife would make most men erect and walk into walls while they stared at her.
As I said, my boss and I finished an out of town job two days early, so we returned home eager to be off for the holidays. Since my boss went out of his way to pick me up at my house on the way to the airport, I had a cab take me home. As the taxi neared my house I noticed another vehicle parking in front. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach and had the driver drop me off around the corner. I quickly paid the driver and hurried back to see Chad from accounting exit the vehicle. 'What the fuck?' I thought. 'Why would Chad be coming to my house?' As Chad neared the front door, I saw Brenda open it wearing nothing but a Santa's hat and a smile. Her small pink nipples grew taut in the chilly advent air. Chad stopped just short of the front door and admired my wife. "Wow baby, you look gorgeous!"
"Glad you think so." She purred, oblivious as to whether any of our neighbors could see her, or not.
The accountant gently reached out his finger and traced the small patch of hair Brenda had above her pussy. "Just like a landing strip." His touch was enough to draw her to him. He reached down and picked her up as they kissed. Locking her legs around him they turned sideways and continued to kiss deeply, their tongues intertwined. They must have been in their embrace there for a good five minutes. I looked around to see if the neighbors were watching, not sure if they were, or not. When they finally decided to go inside and shut the door, I wasn't sure what to do.
Sure, I was pissed, but it was also kind of a turn-on to see my wife with another man. How the fuck did she meet him? Might have been an office party, but I wasn't sure. What I did figure, was they had been intimate for some time. What I needed to know was this turning into something bigger? Would she leave me for this guy? I had to see more, but I wasn't going to use the front door, that was for sure.
I went in through the wood shed and quietly removed my coat. I turned my cell phone to vibrate mode just in case anyone called. I'm glad I did. As I snuck toward the living room, I heard my wife tell Chad, "Give me a second babe, I need to call Stan to say goodnight."
"Why? He's probably in a meeting and too tied up to answer." Chad shook his head as if I were an idiot for leaving this beautiful woman alone. And, in a sense, I suppose he was right.
"Get comfortable." Brenda picked up her cell. Almost as an afterthought, she reached over and grabbed his package through his slacks. She winked, "Make yourself a drink. It'll only take a minute. We have a long night ahead of us." With that, she let go of Chad's dick and returned to her cell. As she dialed, my co-worker began disrobing.
"I can't believe this!" she turned to Chad, "I'm getting his fucking voice mail!"
Now completely naked, the lanky accountant approached my wife and lightly fingered her erect nipples, while doing so, his cock grew noticeably larger. He was at least ten inches long. Brenda stroked his cock as she left me a wifely, goodnight message.
"Foolish man!" He grinned as she completed her voicemail and hung up.
Tossing her cell onto my lazy boy she asked, "Did you see my new tattoo?"
He stopped playing with her nipples and looked my wife over. "Oh, yeah." He bent and examined the fresh tat she had on the inside of her thigh, only four inches away from her cooch.
"It's a seahorse." She grinned, "Notice anything different about it?"
Chad turned on the table light closest to him. "Not sure...wait! Are those my initials?"
