Razors Edge Trac Ii

Reading Razor's Edge first will add significant context to this continuation of Matt and Linda's journey

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I followed Linda over to her laptop and she popped it open and I watched as she found the Opera browser icon - sneaky I thought, using a rather obscure browser to hide her salacious activities. She went to her favorites and selected something labeled "Home Decor", but up came the login to Lavalife. I had used the site myself before we married, so I was familiar with it, especially the "Intimate Encounters" section. I could see a nervous smile on her face as she clicked on the 124 messages waiting for her. I asked her to wait, that I wanted to see her profile first.

It was a rather simple one, but provocative nevertheless. There was a single photo, but it was of Linda in a pair of panties I had bought her shortly after we went hairless. Her cameltoe was prominent, and with a clear suggestion of moisture dampening the silk. The caption was "I'll Show you mine if you show me yours". The bio simply stated that she was married and had no desire to meet but enjoyed both showing her nakedness as well as seeing men's hard cocks, preferably large well groomed ones.

I could see Linda blushing as she felt me leaning over her shoulder to read her screen. I also noticed how hard her nipples were. Being half Asian, her breasts definitely had the classic eraser sized nipples with dark areolas. I saw that she had additional photos uploaded, so I asked her to show me. That REALLY caused her to blush, because they were in her private folder and when she opened it, I saw 3 pictures of her beautiful, bald, sexy pussy - one from the front, one from behind, and one from the side, with her teasing the edges of her lips with the 8 inch vibrator I had bought her. Next I asked her to show me her saved messages, and there were quite a few. Each one had been sent by a different guy and each one included at least one photo of their hard cock.

I asked her to show me the two guys she had met up with and she tried to pretend that she had deleted them, but I sensed that she was lying and encouraged her to show me, that I promised that I wouldn't be upset. Eventually she relented and scrolled down to find the first one, a guy named Robert. She clicked open his message and attached were 2 pics of his cock. It was immediately obvious that Linda had lied to me - the guy was probably only a little longer than me, but he was absolutely massive in his girth. My cock immediately betrayed any pretense of being upset and she felt it poking into her shoulder.

"Does his cock turn you on Matt? Is it his cock or is it imagining it stretching my pussy and filling it full of his cum? Did I tell you he came inside me twice? After he came the first time we rested briefly but then I couldn't help myself and began sucking on him, trying to get him hard again. He was so thick, so big. He keeps asking me to see him again. Should I?"

"Fuck...what about the second guy?"

Linda scrolled down a few more messages and opened up his only photo. The guy had ripped abs and not a hair on his body and his cock was at least 9 inches long, though not as thick as the first guy. I noticed that she had replied with a picture of her own and I asked her to show me, and it was of her pussy, but with the vibrator deep inside her ass.

"I had to let him fuck my ass after that photo. It felt so amazing, I couldn't stop cumming."

"Well as horny as this is making me, I'm pissed that you lied to me. Why didn't you admit they were both bigger than me?"

"I wanted you to at least think you were in the top 5 still"

"Since you lied about how big they were, did you also lie about how many men you've cheated on me with?"

"Sort of. Only those two guys got to fuck me, but I have sucked 3 other cocks since I put my profile up. They were all bigger than you too. You know how much I love sucking cock and I just couldn't resist."

I looked at her. Her high cheekbones, her big sensuous mouth, her raven hair. She really was my goddess, perfect In every way. Deep down I wasn't really surprised by her revelations.

We went to bed and I pulled her close to me. I could tell that she was full of conflicting emotions, as I was too. We had crossed into new territory, a place that I admit to have had fantasies about but never dreamed would become reality. Linda nestled her head into my shoulder as my hand caressed one of her ass cheeks.

"Matt, I never meant to hurt you. I love you and I love us. If you want me to stop just say so"

I found it interesting that she was putting the ball in my court. She was obviously loving the attention she was getting and she could sense that part of me was turned on by it too. But clearly we had stumbled into an unconventional situation. For me it was the double whammy of her deceit and the feeling of inadequacy. At the same time, those are the things that were turning me on - she needed more than I could give her and was so lustful that she abandoned her normally conservative prim nature. The lying was really what was eating at me though.

"I just feel betrayed. You are keeping secrets and that just really makes me sad, and suspicious. Sad that you couldn't confide in me and suspicious that there is more that you aren't telling me. I'm going to be looking for holes in every story you tell me now."

"I know. I thought I was protecting you though. Protecting you from my sluttiness.

Before you shaved my pussy I had lots of fantasies of being filled with more cock than you could give me, but I at least managed to keep it under control. But you were right when you said it made you feel different. There are times where I cannot think of anything else now. When Denise suggested I put up a profile I was curious, nothing more, but then with all the interest and then so many beautiful cocks being offered to me, I just thought if I didn't tell you there wouldn't be much harm. Denise knows my history too, so she just kept encouraging me to go further"

"She knows you've cheated?"

"She's been encouraging me for ages. She knows my history and how you aren't quite what I'm used to. And I told her about your magazine stash."

Fuck, I thought. My stash of Penthouse Letters, most of them being the Wife Lovers special issues. I'd been careless hiding them when Linda and I were single but I didn't realize she'd found them.

We laid in bed, both of us absorbing the day. My hand had absently made its way to her pussy and was caressing it while her hand slowly played with my semi hard cock. We were both tired and were asleep very quickly. Or at least I was.

I woke up to the pleasure of Linda between my legs sucking my cock. As I opened my eyes and looked down she stopped long enough to tell me how much she loved me and how much she loved my big cock. I was in no position to argue, but I caught a glimpse of her vibrator on her bedside table which hadn't been there the night before, as well as her laptop,though it was closed. In spite of myself I started to ask her questions.

"Do you wish this was Darrell's cock you were sucking? Do you wish I had two more inches for you?"

Linda didn't stop sucking but she looked at me and nodded.

"Do you plan on seeing him again today?"

Again, same reaction.

"If I asked you not to, would you do it anyway?"

This time she stopped sucking on me and sat up a bit, but continued stroking my cock.

"I have a lunch date planned with him and I was going to meet up with a guy I chatted with last night after work. I might be late tonight"

My stomach was in knots but my cock erupted and hit Linda on her chin and breasts, soaking her with a huge load of cum.

"You don't want me to stop and neither do I. I need more Matt. More size, more variety and more often. The guy I was chatting with last night promised me he can cum three times in a hour and I plan on making him prove it.

I've never admitted it to you before but when we started dating I was seeing five different guys and I miss that."

"Five guys? I assume all bigger than me?"

"Don't be silly. Only one of them was. Babe you're not small, just not as big as I'm used to. I kept seeing the bigger guy until I moved to New York. And surely you couldn't have expected me to go a month without sex when I moved there? I would go out a couple of nights a week and make new friends. Some I saw regularly, some only once, but I kept busy."

My cock was hard again but we had to get ready for work. I watched Linda get dressed, a Grey pencil skirt and white blouse, thigh high stockings with my favorite white lace bra. I loved it because it didn't do a very good job of hiding her nipples, but she had never worn it to work before. She always loved dressing nicely but I sensed that her recent activities had given her confidence a bit of a boost. She always looked professional but now she had added a touch of provocativeness to it. I asked her about panties but she said that the combination of being bald and pantyless left her beyond horny all the time. I suggested that if she was banging five different guys before we married then it was a pretty high bar. She laughed and blew me a kiss as she left for the day.

I considered what Linda just said and decided that I should try it too, so after shaving my cock and balls along with my face, I slipped on my suit pants without underwear. It was Summer, so I opted for a grey tropical wool suit I loved and headed to the office. Riding the subway, I found my mind wandering and as I surveyed my fellow commuters, I began to wonder who else was shaved. I wondered which of the men had a bigger cock than I did - Hell, I even began to wonder if Linda had fucked any of them. When I got to the office, the receptionist said hi, but I thought I detected a smirk on her face. That got me paranoid - could people tell I was a cuckold? When I got to my desk, I suddenly understood. All this thinking about Linda and cocks had me leaking precum and without any underwear to soak it up, my trousers had a big wet mark in the front. Ah well, I thought, at least it was far enough down my leg that Alice the receptionist will also know that I have a decent size cock, and frankly I wouldn't mind giving her a taste of it.

Linda and I rarely had time to check in with each other during the day, but today I was so distracted I kept reaching for the phone then decided to not seem so needy to her. I was imagining her at lunch with Darrell and my cock was in a constant state of arousal and the leaking never stopped. I seriously thought of jerking off in the men's room, but I figured that the stain would be even worse if I did. I tried hiding in my office but around 11am I had to go up to the reception desk to check if some mail I needed had come in yet, and I flirted harmlessly with Alice, and I could feel my semi hard cock pressing against my pants as I did. I wasn't sure if I should be embarrassed or proud of what she was obviously looking at. I did notice that Alice's nipples seemed to be poking out a bit, so I took it as a good sign. Now my head was filled with thoughts of whether Alice's Korean pussy was bald as well. I thought back to last year's Christmas party and that Alice had brought a fairly well built white guy as a date, so I knew she wasn't averse to a bit of white cock. She was so much tinier than Linda though, at least in terms of height, so then I began thinking she may not be as "ambitious" as Linda.

Lunchtime comes, and I'm afraid to leave my desk. Knowing that Linda is meeting Darrell for lunch and will likely be fucking him is totally consuming my thoughts and there is no way I can go anywhere with the raging hard on I have. I had hoped that she may have called telling me she had had a change of heart, but no news, and again, my cock was betraying my true feelings. She never told me just how big he was, but she certainly implied that he was the biggest she'd ever had, and that is saying a lot. I pictured her sucking him, sitting on him and riding him to countless orgasms and him shooting his cum deep inside her. I wonder where they went and if they'd have more space and privacy than they had yesterday.

Around 2pm my phone rings and it is Linda. I can tell from her voice that she had gone ahead and met him, and was feeling at least a little guilty about it.

"Hi, how was your lunch?" She asks me.

"I ate at my desk, I was in no shape to be around other people. How was yours?"

"I'm just eating a sandwich at my desk now. I didn't have time to eat."

"Did you end up working through lunch?" I asked, holding out hope.

"No, I met Darrell, but we didn't eat anything other than each other. The bastard came all over my face when I asked him not to cum inside me so my date tonight didn't have sloppy seconds."

"You hate that - so it wasn't as great as you hoped?"

"Oh it was fabulous, just an unfortunate ending. I told him that you knew about us and he got all excited and asked if that meant that we could go on a proper date on Friday. Can I go out with him? Would you mind?"

"Sleepover date?"

Yes, he wants to be able to wake up to one of my blowjobs. It's what he says he misses the most."

I felt defeated. I felt like I was losing her entirely.

"Apparently I missed some of his cum. When I got back to the office Todd noticed some in my hair. Now I have to go out with him tomorrow night."

"You said you wouldn't ever fuck anyone from work!"

"What was I supposed to do? Besides, Todd is harmless. I'll probably get away with sucking his cock and showing him my pussy."

"And soon enough everyone will know."

"No, I trust Todd"

"Then why is he blackmailing you?"

"He isn't really. He just asked really sweetly. I've had a bit of a crush on him for years."

"What about tonight? When do you plan on coming home?"

"Will you wait up for me? Matt, I know I've been a bit crazy the last couple of days but I need to feel you holding me. I know that in spite of your fantasies coming true you're upset. After this weekend I think we should try to get back to normal. I can't promise you that I'll stop entirely but we can set some boundaries that make you more comfortable."

I was upset. I hung up the phone at that point and stared out the window, wondering where this was all leading. I heard a soft knock on my office door.

Hi Matt, can I come in for a minute? The mail you were looking for finally arrived."

Alice walked in and gently closed the door behind her. She came up to my desk then stepped around beside me and handed me the envelope. When I turned to take it from her she looked down and gasped. In spite of my anger and hurt, my cock was stretched tight along my pants and the wetness had soaked through so much that the outline of my cock head was clearly visible.

She bent down and whispered in my ear "I need to see this for myself. I hope you don't mind."

Alice unzipped my trousers and undid my belt. She reached her hand inside and struggled to pull out my throbbing erection. Her tiny hand made it look immense. She began stroking it, unable to take her eyes off it. Her other hand had gone under her dress and was stroking her pussy.

"You're huge! I've never seen a penis so big except for porn. How does Linda fit it all inside her?"

I really wasn't sure what to say at his point. Given everything that had happened in the last 24 hours, my ego was grateful for the compliment, but stupid me blurted out how in fact Linda preferred even bigger. Alice never took her eyes off my cock and said that I was a lot bigger than all the other men in the office.

"And how would you know that?" I asked.

"You're the only guy here who hasn't hit on me. I've slept with everyone at least once. Danny is the closest but he's not nearly as thick as you. And I love that you shave it. I'd love to put it in my mouth if you don't mind."

She licked a huge blob of precum from the tip of my cock and then tried to take it into her mouth, not really waiting for my response. She was able to take the first three inches in but then had to come up for air. She smiled at me and asked me if I wanted to fuck her.

I pulled her up and lay her across my desk, lifting her dress to reveal a beautiful, bald and very wet pussy. I couldn't help myself and began licking her. She tried to be quiet about it but very quickly I had her cumming on my tongue. To help quiet her, I moved up and kissed her hard, sharing her juices with her.

"Guys with big penises aren't supposed to be that good at giving oral. You can do that to me anytime you want. Now let me get back to returning the favour."

"No, not today. Believe it or not, my wife plans on fucking a guy she met online this evening and based on her history, I can only assume he has a bigger cock than me. My only chance of keeping her is reclaiming her when she gets home, so I'd rather not cum just yet. I may feel differently tomorrow though."

With that, I tried to tuck myself back into my pants, kissed her again, much more gently and tenderly this time, then helped her to her feet.

"Good luck tonight, I hope she knows how lucky she is."

I managed to focus on work for the rest of the afternoon, and the wet spot dried sufficiently that I didn't have to hide my crotch with my briefcase on the way home. My mind was a jumble on the subway, wondering what time Linda would be home, what she would look like, smell like, would she be happy to see me or was I moving into girlfriend mode, where all she did was tell her about her dates? When I got home, I made a quick dinner then settled onto the couch and put the stereo on. I thought of the last twenty four hours, and the revelations and realities.

I had long harbored hotwife fantasies, and more than a few times I had masturbated to the thought of Linda fucking other guys, especially the two years she lived in New York. I had even considered suggesting it to her that she find a lover or two to add some spice and variety to her love life. I did know she loved me, and I knew I adored her; I just thought we would take the journey together and I felt hurt that she had lied to me. Now I was sitting on the couch nursing a scotch while she was with her seventh different guy this month. I still suspected there was more that she hadn't admitted to yet, and if you tortured me into telling the whole truth, I'd admit I was hoping there was more.

I heard the keys in the front door and got up, not wanting to appear too anxious but grateful she was home. Linda Looked beautiful, radiant, one less button done up on her blouse and no sign of her stockings, but otherwise impeccable as always.

"Are you happy to see me? I've put you through a lot the last couple of days."

I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply.

"I love you Linda. I'm confused and conflicted, but not about my feelings for you. And if I'm honest with myself I've never been so turned on.How did your date go?"

Linda took my hand in hers and looked up into my eyes. "He'll make someone very happy one day. He's smart, he's a gentleman, and he is hung like a horse. He's a lot like you actually. He even walked me home."

"Just now?"

"Well we got here about ten minutes ago. We had a nice goodnight kiss. I was tempted to suck his cock but I don't think he had much cum left. I don't imagine it would be possible.

Why don't we go to bed? Do you want to hear about my day? "

I like to think I retained some dignity but I doubt it.

I quickly got undressed and pulled the duvet off our bed. Linda kept her clothes on and sat beside me on the edge of the bed.

"Matt, I know I've taken a lot of liberties with our relationship lately. I can't imagine too many men who would have allowed me the freedom you've given me. The fact that you get turned on by my freedom makes me the luckiest woman in the World."

She began unbuttoning her blouse, then paused and showed me some leftover cum from when Darrell came at lunch.