Side Jobs 1

A year into the open relationship agreement with my husband I was quickly learning to enjoy no strings attached sex with other men. I knew my husband was involved with other women, because we talked about our naughty encounters, and he had more than a few pictures of me and his lady friends undressing, nude, or having sex with him which he'd downloaded from his phone onto a thumb drive he kept locked in his gun safe. He was very handsome, with short dark hair, six feet two inches tall, with broad shoulders, a trim waist, heavily muscled, and his neatly pressed uniform made hearts flutter whenever he wore it.

Being a cop, had never been a money making profession and if that was your career choice, side jobs were a sometimes necessary part of your life, working security at sporting events, stores and other places paid well but interfered with spending time with your family so my husband started teaching self defense classes so he could pick and choose when he worked part-time, and the majority of the classes were filled with women, young, old, married, single, and quite a few badge bunnies.

One of my friends, owned and operated a beauty salon, she also cut my husbands hair every week. Kay was never shy about the fact that given the chance what she'd do with my husband, asking me constantly if he was good in bed, and flirting with him all the time.

She was a few inches shorter than me, with black hair, blue eyes, a sleek, slender figure, and an expensive perfectly done breast enhancement that her husband paid for when she reached thirty-four. She wanted to take the self-defense class but wasn't able to because of her busy schedule and asked me if he would do a private class just for her.

Our children were at summer camp, I was working, it was the middle of the week and my husband was off for a few days so I decided to surprise him and come home at lunch, unaware that he was giving my friend Kay her private self-defense class that day, until I arrived home and saw her car in the driveway. I walked up the steps of our deck, looked through the picture window in our den, and saw Kay's shapely naked ass. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs hanging across his huge arms, bouncing up and down on his thick eight and a half inch cock while he stood in the middle of our den. I stopped in my tracks, watching my husband with another woman for the first time.

We'd talked about this many times, but actually watching was completely different. That they were having a great time was evident from the look on my husbands face to their excited muffled voices, and I never thought that watching would do much for me, but I was wrong. My nipples were threatening to break through my bra, my clit tingled, and my pussy was getting wetter with every passing second. They were completely consumed with each other, and hadn't the slightest clue they were being observed, and my feelings of guilt and jealousy were being overridden by the warm pleasant feeling that was spreading throughout my body as I took on my new voyeuristic role.

When they moved to the couch, I slipped out of my shoes, walked across the deck, and quietly made my way inside, tip toeing into the kitchen with no intention of interrupting their fun. Kay was giving my husband exactly what he wanted, a hot, sexy, beautiful, dirty talking trailer park slut, mixed with the body of a Penthouse Pet.

When I saw them, my husband was seated on the couch with Kay on her knees between his legs, she had his cock trapped between her breasts telling him to fuck her tits, while she liicked his big dick, which he seemed to like alot. He was really getting into it, telling her she was a very good little cock sucking slut and needed a spanking. She went down, giving him a wet, noisy blow job, engulfing his entire shaft, rolling his large testicles in her hand, without gagging the first time. My husband warned her of his impending ejaculation, and when she continued, thrust his hips upward filling her mouth and throat with his hot, thick, salty semen. When he finished, she looked up, opened her mouth letting him see, closed her mouth, swallowed, and said yummy.

I could smell the sweet pungent odor of semen, her juices, and was overwhelmed by the sight, sounds, and smells of their heated encounter, with my hand down the front of my pants on my way to a self induced orgasm.

When they made their way from the couch to my bed, I shifted my position, watching Kay writhing around as my husband tongue and finger fucked her to several back to back orgasms making her squeal in delight, begging him to keep eating her pussy, and put more fingers inside her. She told him to bite her, finger her ass, squeeze her titties harder, calling him a fucking machine. When he climbed between her legs and started fucking her again, she screamed for him to fuck that sweet pussy hard, saying it was his for as long as he wanted. The hard thrusts, loud smacks of his big hands spanking her sexy ass turned the fire of their passion into a raging inferno burning out of control.

I'd found sweet release from my own fingers and hands, and watching them fuck like wild animals.

Kay enjoyed rough sex, hard spanking, being choked, and some very difficult positions which my husband was more than willing to try, and was able to perform with little or no problem at all. Their hungry kisses were filled with unbridled lust for one another, and spoke of this long awaited coupling, and deep desire.

I'd watched them for almost three hours, and when they started straightening up the bed I slipped back outside to the driveway, heard them laughing, giggling, and the shower running. When the water stopped, I went back to the picture window in the den, watched them dress, in the clothes that were scattered around the den, share a few more kisses and Kay sit down at the breakfast table looking through the handout for the self-defense class, while my husband put up the items for the class in the guest room.

When I came inside they were both seated at the table, drinking water and I got a big hug and kiss from my husband, a hug from Kay and she told me the class was very enlightening, quite a workout, but fun. Kay and I visited for another hour, while my husband was outside cleaning the grill and playing fetch with our lab. When he got back inside, Kay asked when they were going to do the second part of the class hugged us goodbye, telling me he was a sweetheart for doing a one on one class and an a remarkable teacher.

When she was backing out of the driveway, my husband fixed mixed drinks, and we sat out on the deck, before I said a word, he. asked what time I got home, and if I enjoyed being a peeping tom, telling me I wasn't as sneaky as I thought. I told him, I'd watched them in the den, and bedroom, that I'd never imagined seeing him fucking another woman would get me so horny, but it was very exciting. He showed me his phone, which was the part I'd missed, telling me that Kay was a beautiful, sexy, very horny lady with no interest in self-defense, but a great deal of interest in fucking.

The pictures on his phone ranged from flashing her breasts, posing nude, to masturbation, and looking into the camera as she sucked my husbands cock. That she'd made it clear when she came in what she wanted, and she was into rough, kinky sex and he'd had a great time with her. He caught me watching them in the den, saw me from the bedroom and asked if I'd thought about joining them, instead of watching and playing with myself. I answered baby steps you pervert, but if you think you are able, I would like to be fucked, got up, and started stripping on my way inside, with my husband not far behind me.