Jealous as Hell

[The following is a true story from the summer of 2003, with the names changed and some of the dialogue reconstructed to the best I can remember.]

My name is Mark. I'm 34 years old and married to a wonderful woman named Beth. My wife is 27 years old, we have been married for 3 years, and everything has been outstanding. Beth is 5' 7" tall, has brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, and sumptuous soft skin. She's skinny and has a small cute chest, but best of all, has a killer ass. I mean killer. In fact, shortly after I met her, she revealed to me that she was in a Playboy college girls issue. And after a few dates, she finally showed it to me (her ass and her copy of the magazine!). Although she seemed to be pretty open and honest about herself, I always avoided discussing her college days with her. I never asked her about the Playboy shoot either throughout our time dating. Strange as it sounds, even after the wedding, we never ended up talking much about any of her past relationships. We get along great, though, and I felt like at least I could tell her anything.

Her college was having a reunion weekend, so we drove there for the weekend. It was at a hotel on her campus, and all of the other people attending stayed there too. The reunion was fun; we got there Friday night, and there were tons of functions scheduled for the different classes that were there, and she introduced me to a lot of her old sorority friends on the first night, a few of whom were very, very hot.

We walked around campus and hung out on Saturday with her old roommate and friend Diane and her husband Tyler, who graduated with my wife. They were really cool people, and I hit it off well with Tyler while my wife gabbed away with Diane. We went into a clothing store that the girls wanted to go into, and Tyler and I waited and chatted while the girls tried on clothes. I talked to Tyler about all of them in their college days. I wasn't paying attention to the females until Beth stepped out of the dressing room to look in the mirror. I think both of our heart's stopped. Beth was wearing the tightest and smallest pair of white cotton shorts I've ever seen. They didn't even completely cover the bottom of her ass cheeks, and her long tan legs came out of them and contrasted with the white. The name of her school was written across the back in black block letters.

"Holy shit!" I said out loud without even realizing it.

I looked at Tyler, who had an ear-to-ear grin across his face.

He said, "Now that's the ass I remember!" under his breath.

He then came back down to earth, it seemed, and realized that he was talking to her husband, and started apologizing.

"Oh man, sorry, I didn't mean to say that, it's just..." he stammered, trying to take both of his feet out of his mouth.

"It's ok," I said, half-laughing, "I understand; I know better than anybody that she does have a great butt."

Tyler responded under his breath again, "I'm not sure better than anybody..." He said it more as a wisecrack than anything, and I figured he meant it harmlessly.

Beth was oblivious to our gawking and went back into the dressing room, and she and Diane tried on a few more things, and we left. For the rest of the day, Tyler's wisecrack kept reverberating in my mind, and I guess seeing Beth back at her old school had stirred up an intense curiosity in me. What did Tyler mean by that? Did Beth hook up with Tyler? His friend? Had he ever seen her ass or her naked before? Why hadn't she introduced me to any of her guy friends? A million questions bounced around my head. Were any guys from school there when they did the shoot? The picture of her in Playboy, a young, innocent Beth smiling proudly and showing her beautiful ass kept burning in my mind. Did she moon them once? The questions wouldn't stop.

We went back to our hotel room and took a nap. When we woke up, I told my wife what Tyler had said and asked her if she ever hooked up with him. Big mistake!!

Beth turned bright red and said, "Listen, I really don't want to talk about that stuff."

I responded and pleaded back, "But I think I have a right to know."

"No, you don't," she snapped, "Stuff that happened before I met you is really none of your business!"

"Did he ever see your ass? In real life, I mean?" I blurted out.

She stood up and yelled, "Fuck you!" and went angrily to the bathroom to shower.

My mind was still racing, but I figured I'd better drop it for the rest of the weekend and bring it up another time.

We both showered without talking much and went down to one of the hotel ballrooms, where they had a huge buffet dinner set up. We bumped into Tyler and Diane, and I went with Tyler to the bar to get a few drinks.

When we were alone, Tyler said, "Listen, I'm sorry again for what I said earlier, about Beth and everything, it's just that it's been a while, and I guess we are all acting a little like stupid college boys cause we are back here."

I looked down at my drink and said: "Oh, don't worry about it, it's not a big deal; I actually asked Beth about her days at college, and she got crazy mad, and we're kinda in a fight."

Tyler looked concerned and quickly said, "Well, we all have done stupid things in the past, but it's all in good fun and no big deal, in the long run, right?"

"Yeah, you're right" I nodded, and we ordered a few shots before rejoining the ladies.

Dinner was good, and we basically hung out with Diane and Tyler. Beth occasionally introduced me to her old girlfriends whenever someone she knew wandered by us. Tyler and I kept drinking steadily, and by the end of the night, we were starting to get pretty hammered. Right after dinner, a woman and what looked to be her husband and a small boy, maybe about 5 years old, walked over screaming, "Beth!!?"

Beth and the woman started hugging and giggling uncontrollably.

Beth turned to me and said, "Mark, I want you to meet Alexis! Alexis was my roommate senior year, after Diane."

I shook her hand, and she introduced me to her husband and son. While they were chatting, I looked Alexis up and down. Although she had a kid, she looked damn hot. She had straight blonde hair and incredible big bright blue eyes, and it looked like she had a tight body still. She and my wife must have been one pair of hot roommates, I thought to myself. I looked at Tyler as he kissed Alexis "hello" and seemed very happy to see her. We chatted a little with them, and then we went back to our own table for dessert.

After dessert and coffee, the jazz band that had been playing stopped and were packing up, and people were gradually filing out. Beth said she was tired and wanted to go back to the room and turn in. Tyler and I both still wanted to drink and walk around, so I asked her if she would mind if I hung out for a little while.

Beth said, "Fine, I'll meet you upstairs."

Then she looked at Tyler, smiled, and in a cute way added, "Now don't you keep him out too late!"

"Yes, ma'am!!" Tyler said, and Beth and Diane headed out towards the elevators.

We wandered over to the bar and had another two drinks before they closed up. I asked Tyler if he had ever hooked up with Alexis.

He grew an ear-to-ear grin again and said, "Oh yeah, you could say that!"

Not wanting to sound uncouth, I didn't pry for the details. It was now about 2 a.m., and we were dismayed to learn that the hotel bar was closed. We wandered around and got a little lost in the hotel and wound up taking a different set of elevators up to our floor. Looking at the room numbers, we realized we were on the other side of the hotel, so we started stumbling down the hallway back towards the other wing. About 20 feet later, we began to hear some voices and a ruckus going on.

"Nice!" I said, "Somebody is having a party in their room."

"Awesome," Tyler said, "let's find it."

We came to the room, and the door was open a tiny crack. It sounded like it was mostly guys in there drinking. Tyler boldly opened the door, and we walked in. There were about 7 or 8 guys in the room, drinking beers and smoking cigarettes. I also noticed a strong smell of weed. The room was a large suite with a separate living room area and a large couch, TV, and bar.

One of the guys noticed us and said, "Hey Tyler! Come on in, have a beer."

Tyler said, "Ok cool," and introduced me to his friend Dan, who was obviously the owner of the room. I went to the bar and grabbed two beers, and walked back over to Tyler and Dan. The other guys barely acknowledged us and were crowded around the TV.

"We were just about to watch the tape," said Dan smiling. "Rick still has it!"

He walked over to the couch, sat down in an empty seat, and took a joint from the guy sitting next to him.

Tyler shot me a slightly edgy look and said, "Listen, we shouldn't hang out here, let's go back downstairs and try to find some other people."

Thinking he was nervous about what I would think about the pot-smoking, I said, "Don't be a wus, I'm cool with this; it's ok, really. I smoked a little in college too."

I walked over and stood behind the couch facing the TV just as a guy who I assumed was Rick pushed play on a camcorder that he had hooked up to the hotel TV.

The screen lit up, and after some static, the video came on. It looked like an amateur home video, and it was obviously taken by Rick. Rick, holding the camera, was walking down a dark hallway.

"Mark, man, really, let's go!" Tyler blurted.

"No way, man," I replied, "This looks like it's about to get good!"

"Oh yeah, it is!" Rick exploded, "Check this shit out."

The camera had entered what looked like a bedroom suite of a fraternity house. It was pretty messy, and there were paddles with fraternity letters on the wall, and I could see a bong in the corner. About 6 or 7 guys were standing in a circle, wearing t-shirts mostly. They each had their pants and boxers down. "There I am!" a guy on the beige couch said, and I could clearly see that he was one of the guys standing up at the far end of the circle looking at the camera as it entered the room. The camera jerked suddenly, and you could hear the cameraman say "SHHHH!" to the two guys in the circle who could see him.

"Ah, man!" I said, "Who wants to see your guys' butts!" I said jokingly because as the guys in the foreground of the circle came into view as the camera panned down, it showed two or three pale white asses.

"Don't worry," the guy on the sofa said, "It's about to get better, check out that ass!"

As the camera panned down and to the right, you could see there were two girls in the middle of the circle, on their knees. It looked like they were each blowing one of the guys in the ring. We saw a glimpse of the girl on the far end of the circle. The camera stopped and zoomed in on her ass for a second, and it did look amazing. But then the camera moved in closer and zoomed in on the girl in the foreground.

"Are these girls hookers?" I asked Rick.

"No better!" said Rick, "these girls went to school with us." I thought to myself how awesome this was and how great it would be to have a tape of a girl from college blowing you, and I was immediately jealous.

I could now clearly see the girl in the foreground from the side of her head as the camera zoomed in on her mouth; she was blowing the guy furiously, with her eyes closed. As the camera zoomed out a little and got a better shot of her face, I almost dropped my beer. It was Alexis!

"Holy shit," I whispered to Tyler, "That's Alexis."

"Oh, I know," he said, half-smiling but still looking worried.

I had just met her husband! Her son! And here she was on video giving a blow job. I had never seen anything like this. She was wearing her hair in pigtails and had on nothing but white thigh high stockings. She looked like one of the hottest little things I'd ever seen. She moved from blowing him to licking his balls and then back to sucking several times, moaning every once in a while. One of the guys turned up the TV volume a bit so we could hear her better. I could now hear that there was music playing in the room, and it seemed that Alexis was blowing him to the rhythm of the song, just bobbing up and down.

The camera panned up to show the guy that Alexis was blowing. Oh, man! It was Tyler. A young 20-year-old Tyler gave a grin and a wicked thumbs up to the camera, and he put his finger to his lips also and did the "Shhh" sign.

I looked at him and said, "Man, you lucky dog you!" He smiled but then averted his eyes from mine.

The camera panned back around, and now we could see the other girl. She had her back to the camera and was blowing a guy on the opposite side of the circle. The guy she was blowing happened to be the guy sitting on the couch next to Rick making all the lurid comments.

Getting into this and being drunk, I said, "Damn, you're a lucky dog too!" to the guy on the couch.

Unlike Alexis, this girl had brown hair. However, she was wearing pigtails as well and also had nothing on but thigh-high white stockings. Her ass had a thong tan line, but she had no tan line across her back. Yummy, I thought, I love thong tan lines. The camera zoomed in on her ass, and all the guys erupted. Whistles and catcalls went up all around the room.

"Oh yeah" "There's that ass!" "I fucking loved that ass of hers" and stuff like that.

As the camera zoomed in closer, somebody entered the circle with what looked like a black magic marker and bent down on his hands and knees behind the brunette-haired girl. He pulled off the marker cap with his teeth and on her left cheek wrote the word "Zeta," and on her right cheek wrote "Slut" while she ignored him and kept bobbing up and down. I couldn't believe it!

The guy next to Rick, who was the one getting the blow job, said, "Damn, these girls were awesome!"

"Hell yeah!" he said Rick, "Remember she fucked Matt in the bathroom at our formal while her date was outside looking for her?" The guys all hollered again, and one of them high-fived a guy who I assumed was Matt.

"You used a condom, right?" One of the guys asked Matt.

"With her? Yeah, she wasn't on the pill yet!" Matt answered, "But anyway, I would never have fucked her without a condom."

The camera stayed where it was because it seemed the cameraman didn't want to walk around to the other side of the circle and draw the girls' attention. The brunette girl also appeared to be bobbing her head to the beat, which was now a different song. Tyler looked at me again and quickly turned away.

The camera stayed focused on the brunette girl. She looked amazing from behind. After about a minute, she opened her knees up, moved her head lower, and turned it upwards. We couldn't see very well, but she was obviously licking his balls. Then we saw it, it was amazing, the camera zoomed back in for a second, and you could see her tongue stuck way out, flicking very quickly back and forth on his balls.

The guy getting the excellent treatment said, "I'm never throwing out this tape, Rick! Thanks for sending me that copy! My wife better never find this!"

The guys laughed again, and one added, "Oh no way, I'd get divorced if my wife saw this!"

Playing on the video, the guy next to the guy getting blown by the brunette girl said, "Come on, that's enough, I'm dying over here" The girl looked up at him. You could hear her giggle and flirtatiously ask, "Ok big boy, let's see what you have?"

She stopped blowing the guy and shuffled on her knees sideways and over to the next guy. The cameraman moved around the outside toward them to get a better view. As she looked up, her face came into view. This time I did drop my beer. Kneeling there, wearing nothing but bright red lipstick and white thigh high stockings, was my wife, Beth. She was smiling and oblivious to the camera.

One guy noticed I dropped my beer and said, "She's hot, right! This chick was in the Playboy college girls issue the year before this too!"

Tyler looked over at me, picked up my overturned beer can, and walked to the bar to get me another beer. He handed it to me and said, "You better have another drink for this; I tried to tell you we shouldn't stay."

I was mesmerized by the video and shocked at the same time. I couldn't speak. I heard the rap music blaring away in the background as Beth looked up at the guy in front of her and took his dick in her mouth. My wife, of three years! Blowing guys in a frat house! She barely ever gives me a blow job! She immediately started bobbing to the music. After about a minute, she took one hand and began rubbing his balls and took the other hand and put it between her legs. Her eyes were closed, and although she had the guy in her mouth, you could tell she was smiling and enjoying herself. My wife! The camera jerked back to the other side of the circle and showed Tyler pulling out of Alexis' mouth and starting to cum all over her face and chest. Her tits were luscious, and she had the sexiest tan lines on them. The guys all cheered at the TV as Tyler came on her face, and even me, swept up in it all, I found myself clapping my hands for a second. Tyler turned bright red next to me.

Someone outside the circle who I couldn't see handed Alexis a towel, and she wiped herself off. Tyler stepped out of the ring, and another guy from the side stepped in and took his place. Alexis shuffled over to the next guy on her right. The camera panned back over to Beth, who was now rubbing the guy's dick against her nipples. I started to feel a little sick. My wife's nipples, her cute nipples that I loved, and a guy was rubbing his dick all over them. She resumed blowing him, and after about 30 seconds, he too pulled himself out of her mouth and started to cum. I had to hold my beer tightly for this one. The first shot hit her forehead, then her left cheek. Then she went nuts. She opened her eyes and opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out and tried to catch the shooting cum in her mouth, snapping at the air. Realizing what she was trying to, the guy she was blowing put his dick against her outstretched tongue and started rubbing the last of his cum onto it. When he was apparently finished, she held her tongue out for a second, looked up at him and put her tongue back in her mouth, and swallowed it.

The room erupted again, and one of the guys said, "That is the best part!"

I felt strange, I didn't know if I should leave or stay. The guys obviously had no idea who I was, and I wasn't sure I wanted to hear or see anymore. I felt sick, but at the same time, I suddenly realized I had a huge boner. After all, it wasn't like she was cheating on me. I walked over to the bar and grabbed Tyler and me another two beers.

When I got back to him, he said, "Are you ok? Seriously, are you?"

I nodded I was. "What else happens?" I asked him.

"Well, it gets better. Ummm, I'm sorry, I mean a little worse. Dude, you're not gonna be mad and hit me, are you?" I shook my head no and continued to watch.

The camera went back to Alexis, who was blowing another lucky guy. It seemed like he came in her mouth cause he started shuddering, and then she gulped a little and then shuffled over to her right again. Meanwhile, the camera panned back to Beth, who had now moved around closer into the foreground. She was almost facing Rick and practically staring into the camera. The guy she had just blown was sitting off to the side, and we watched as he was replaced by another guy.

"How many guys were in that room," I said to Tyler.

"About 7 or 8, I think, maybe 9."

Apparently, the guys that were still waiting were getting antsy. You could hear them joking with each other. The guy next to Beth urged the guy she was blowing to hurry up. Beth reached up with her right hand and started jerking him off while she continued her blow job.

Then it all changed. Tyler, who I can only guess had been hanging out of view to the side, entered the middle of the circle and crept up behind Beth. He was hard again and had a condom on his dick. He inched up behind her and grabbed her back and slowly pulled her hips back, and nudged her forwards a little. She stopped jerking off the guy and stopped blowing and turned around and looked at Tyler. She smirked when she realized who it was and then resumed blowing the guy. Getting what he took to be her approval, he took his dick and slowly started rubbing it up and down against her ass crack. The guys in our room went nuts.