I wanted to tear Sela's report up so badly, but I didn't. How dare he betray me like that? I felt like such a fool! The man I hire to investigate my husband, ends up fucking him! I could have him put out of business! I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to get a gun and blow both of them to hell!
Who could I tell about this? My girlfriends? My family? The private investigator found no physical evidence of my husband messing around, except for his own dick that he put in his ass! That would open a Pandora box of questions I really didn't feel like answering.
I had my questions about my husband's fidelity, but I had no idea he would suck and fuck a dick! What was it about being online that makes people lose their damn minds? I signed on and created an ID for myself: lady2fly. I thought about all the ways I could get back at my husband. I could send messages to his ID and set him up. I could do what he did, and get with some women. I could set up a gangbang and let him walk in on me. But what could I do to hurt him as much as he had hurt me?
I started by going into a couple of chatrooms and having conversations. Men were attracted to my name. I'd get a lot of request to show pix of myself, or to meet somewhere. A week or so later, I bought a digital camera, and took some risqué photos of myself. I created a 360 page, and described myself as an open-minded, married woman looking for all kinds of fun. Once the page was done, my popularity skyrocketed. I'd go into a chatroom, and get instantly bombarded with IMs. Men and boys were sweating me hard. I couldn't really carry on a decent conversation with any of them, because boxes were popping up every few seconds.
It wasn't as easy to come up with a suitable revenge as I thought. Plus, I was kinda having fun online. In the meantime, I went along as if everything was fine with hubby, while I figured out the perfect revenge. Clay's demeanor toward me hadn't changed much since he fucked the investigator. I didn't know whether that was because it was no big deal to him, or he had compartmentalized the event from the rest of his life. I almost wished he would have come out and confessed it to me, but he didn't do that either.
In order for my revenge to have the best effect, I needed to keep everything normal too. I didn't treat him any differently, and I didn't talk to him any differently. We even had sex about the same amount of times as before he bent over for the investigator. The big difference was the images in my head. When Clay was on his knees licking my pussy, I imagined him on his knees sucking Sela's dick. When Clay was doing me doggy style, I imagined him in the same position for Sela. When I was on top of him, I imagined what other position he and Sela would get in given the opportunity.
As his dick would pulsate in and out of me I would feel hurt, I would feel anger, and I would feel aroused. Maybe my time on the computer was making me crazy too. The thought of my husband getting fucked by another man was adding intensity to my orgasms. I couldn't believe it, but I didn't stop indulging in it either. My husband was a bigger freak than I thought, and part of me liked it. Maybe I was a bigger freak than I thought too.
Lady2fly was an increasingly popular lady. As I spent more time online, I separated myself from her more and more. That made it okay for me to get wet at the nasty things guys wanted to talk about. They weren't talking to me, they were talking to her. She became my alter ego. I was the one who would masturbate about it later, but Lady2fly was the nasty slut who participated in their raunchy fantasies. My hands were wet and sticky, but they were clean. I even started venturing out of the chatrooms to adult websites. I'd look at pictures and read stories of group sex. I'd get so turned on I'd use a toy to masturbate myself to more orgasms after fucking Clay to sleep.
Chocolatewonda popped up one day, and I was playing around with him just like with everyone else. He offered his webcam, and I accepted. Most of the men I was used to seeing had average size dicks, but Chocolatewonda was truly hung. I knew he had to be messing around somehow, but after watching him cum I knew he wasn't. He was only 22 though. Lady2fly was all for playing around with him, but I actually felt guilty getting off to a boy more 15 years younger than me. He of course was talking a lot of shit about what he would do if he got a hold of me. He kept telling me how long he could go, and how good he could be.
There were two others I talked to fairly regularly – Singleblknhung and Soulfulone. They were both younger than me too. And, if the pictures they showed me were real, they were hung as well. I talked to these three because they were respectful. It was clear that they wanted my pussy, but they weren't annoying about it. Part of my focus on them had to do with the age difference; I won't deny that. I took some more pictures of my body from time to time to show them. I made them promise not to save them, but I know they were – which is why I never let them see my face. I could only imagine them getting busted for having nude pictures on a public computer, and my face being plastered all over creation,
I started a conference to have some fun with the three of them. From the way they worked together to turn me out, I would have sworn they knew each other. They weren't competing with each other. One would talk of holding me, while the other two groped and licked me. One would talk of doing me doggy, while the other would slip his dick in my mouth and suck my nipples. I went beyond just teasing myself during that conversation, and used one of my toys to have a few really good orgasms. I took some masturbation shots afterwards that they went nuts for.
I made a point to conference with them about once a week after that first time. Each time they got better, and wilder. I was really getting hooked on those three. My husband would come home, and get some of the nastiest sex my pussy could stand. I even started letting him do me anally after my boys had talked about it so much. Of course I knew Clay was still cyber-creeping, and I was still mad at him for getting fucked. But now that I was cyber-creeping myself, our sex life really took off. I still hadn't forgotten about exacting revenge on him, but it was getting a little less attention than before. During sex, my thoughts started to be less about him and Sela and more about me and my boys.
singleblknhung: we're coming to see you
lady2fly: you're what?
chocolatewonda: we talked about it, and we are going 2 come see u
lady2fly: when were u planning 2 tell me?
chocolatewonda: we're telling u now
lady2fly: and that's how it goes now? u just tell me what you're gonna do?
soulfulone: we just wanna be with u.
singleblknhung: can u blame us?
lady2fly: u still need to understand u don't control me like that
soulfulone: sry
singleblknhun: you know your pictures have driven us nuts
2flycuite: i'm a grown-ass woman
singleblknhung: we know that
chocolatewonda: after talking so much about it, we want 2 actually do it
lady2fly: u also know i'm a married woman. no matter what i do on here, that doesn't change.
soulfulone: u don't want to see us?
singleblknhung: in the flesh?
lady2fly: i didn't say that – lol
singleblknhung: so we can come?
2flycuite: u can cum anytime u want – wink
singleblknhung: lol
soulfulone: we want to cum on you. on them pretty titties
singleblknhung: and on your sexy ass
soulfulone: after we spank you
lady2fly: damn, y'all
chocolatewonda: u know what i want 2 do
lady2fly: lol – yeah, i know nastyman
chocolatewonda: squat over my face, mommy
lady2fly: mmmmmmm – u know not to call me that
soulfulone: y, mommy?
lady2fly: it's nasty, that's y
