I hope you've read Chapter 1, but to recap.... 15 years ago I was out of work and by sheer serendipity stumbled on my wife and her Turkish lover frolicking in his car in a derelict part of town, where I'd been to a friends' flat. I was staggered to watch her actually suck his cock and direct him to cum on her 34d tits!
Shocked and disappointed in her; I still masturbated twice while peeping through a storm hole in the wall, then returned several times over the next few weeks; usually missing them, but collecting the spunk filled tissues that she threw out of the car window, which I hid in my garage and used as an aid to my copious wanking while thinking about her with him.
Eventually I found that the boarded up flat they parked next to could be accessed and hid there on the day they actually had full sex on the passenger seat and kept returning.
At home she was as sweet as pie, and not giving off any vibes that she had a lover and/or wasn't interested in me sexually any-more. Our sex life was the same too; I would kiss her, massage her back and legs, play with her tits, stroke her pubes and pussy. Then go down and lick her..... thinking that another man's cock had been up there only hours before. I made her cum every time; then I'd slide on board and fuck her as hard as possible for a minute or two..... no 'Fuck me! Fuck me! Your cock is so fucking BIG" Nothing; just the usual moans and groans, which had satisfied me for twenty years or so... but now made me feel inadequate.
Without keeping a diary, it seemed like they met a couple of times a week over the next month or so, always after her work finished at 2, not every day but at least once and sometimes twice a week and I was always in my hiding post half an hour before they arrived.
A couple of times I was surprised that he brought a couple of different women in the car instead of my wife.... and still managed a cheeky wank when the action heated up, watching them strip before sucking his cock and him fucking them inside the car. One very pretty young woman got out of the car topless, following about twenty minutes foreplay, hiked her denim skirt up to her hips, pulled her knickers down, then facing Tony, squatted and took a long hard piss; not knowing I was hiding about three feet away. Before she had the chance to wipe herself Tony was out of the car and fucked her doggy style for a good five minutes or more against the passenger door. When he finished, I could see cum dropping from his glistening cock; and oozing out of the girls fanny.
Around this time Anne would already be undressing as the car pulled up; and one day was even sucking his cock topless, while he was driving along the bumpy road!
I still frequented the same pub as Turkish Tony; The Fox on a Friday night most weeks; never speaking to him, although he 'nodded hello' most weeks; as I stood in the vicinity while he chatted to Fat Bob. It turned out he had a few businesses on the side, not just the cafe and Bob was starting to get 'in' with him as there were a few vans that needed repairs and servicing.
A few weeks later, on a Friday night, Anne told me she was going into town with some friends for a pizza and slipped me a tenner to go to the pub instead of the usual five pounds. I was in the pub when Tony was talking to Bob at the bar; and one of my mates; Dean chuckled that "You know he's got a stable of prossies, don't you?"
I looked puzzled, "What do you mean, prossies?"
"Yep, you know what I mean," he nodded, "supposed to be a dozen or more."
"Where'd you hear that?" I asked through a suddenly dry mouth.
"You know... just...around." He replied vaguely.
"Those Eastern European girls?" I choked before taking a gulp of lager..... dreading his answer.
Dean shrugged his shoulders, as Bob returned with fresh drinks.
"Deano reckons your mate runs some prossies." I asked him as nonchalantly as possible.
"So they say." He looked over at the Turk, "local girls I've heard..... who knows with him; he does like making up stories."
"Shit.... shit and SHIT!" I desperately tried not to show any emotions, so sat silently for the next hour or so, much to the annoyance of my mates.
Eventually I left earlier than usual, citing a headache; but I was still sitting simmering at midnight when I heard a car pull up outside my house.
Then the front door opened and in stumbled my wife.
I had planned several confrontational scenarios in my head; but wasn't prepared for what I saw when she entered the living room.
For the second time that evening my mouth suddenly went dry!
"Oh." She smiled, "I didn't know you'd still be up."
I shrugged and stared at her; not believing how sexy she looked in a skin tight velour mini dress that emphasised her curves and barely covered her lovely arse.
"Just thought I'd wait up for you." I mumbled still staring at her. "Is that new?"
"Yes..... I thought I'd treat myself with my overtime money." Then she stroked her hands across her tits and down to her hips; emphasising how tight and sexy it was, much to my delight.
Again; the opportunity to confront her passed, as my brain dropped to my balls. At least I knew she hadn't been with Tony, so she 'must' have been with her friends (I presumed).
We went straight to bed and I couldn't keep my hands off her; only stopping for a few seconds before I buried my face in her warm pussy, thinking back to the conversation about 'prossies' and my previous assumption.... but even that didn't stop me..... I went at it like a dog with a bone; even fingering her in my quest to tip her over the edge.... which worked a treat, making her 'howl' just like in our early days.
Her eyes were closed as I fucked her; but again I was disappointed not to get a foul mouthed commentary, even when I shot my load deep inside her.
The following day a mate rang, offering me a week's work labouring in a town about thirty miles away which meant I would leave at about 7am and return at about 7pm; but the money was good and 'cash in hand.' Obviously this meant I wouldn't be able to spy on my wife during her afternoon infidelities; and she said she would work as much 'over time as possible' that week, it really set my imagination into overdrive.
After giving Anne 90% of my wages I was still left with more cash than I'd seen all year, so got very, very drunk in the pub..... so much so I came close to 'speaking ' to The Turk who was mid-seduction with a woman with a wedding ring on; but his side-kick spotted me and gave me the 'evil eye.'
I was fast asleep when Anne came home from another 'pizza' night with the girls; and when I woke the next morning she'd already left to go shopping. As I stumbled around the bed I saw the same mini dress as the week before partly hanging out of the wash basket, so I lifted the lid to put it in.... only to spot a crumpled pair of hold-up stockings underneath. The dress was too short to wear stocking with if she'd been 'out with the girls'.....in my humble opinion; so I discretely moved them and saw a tiny white thong I'd never seen before, and the gusset was still greasy.
My face went white and my heart nearly broke in two..... but that didn't take it into the bathroom and have a quick wank while sniffing them!!
I put them back where I'd found them, showered, dressed and breakfasted before she returned home, all bright eyed and bushy tailed. So much so I was doubting all of the evidence before me; but it still rankled.
The weekend passed in its usual blur, and with no work to go to; I was still in bed 'sleeping' on Monday morning when my wife was dressing for work; and I spied with a half-open eye as she pulled on a tiny thong like the one from Friday and another new pair of tan hold-up stockings, followed by a lacy white bra, which I was sure would be seen under her regular white nylon blouse.
I'd already had the first wank of the day when she came up to kiss me goodbye; and was in my hideaway when Tony's BMW pulled up at 2.15; and there she was in the passenger seat eagerly unbuttoning her blouse before he'd applied the handbrake. As she unclipped her bra I could see Tony pulling his jeans down; and unleashing his cock, which Anne quickly wrapped her fingers around as he played with her tits, then when she bowed her head to suck his cock changed her seated position and hiked her skirt up, giving him access to the tiny thong that barely covered her hairy fanny.
