Her thick thighs were surprisingly shapely with delicate ankles. Her wide hips framed a well groomed but still hairy pussy. Her waist was nicely tapered despite her chubby belly and her huge 40dd tits were amazingly firm given their size and the fact that she was almost 40.
Kristen was a big girl and she towered over my petite 5'2" tall wife. Her long blonde hair cascaded down past her shoulders and she wore a tightly laced black leather corset that accentuated her generous curves. She had a beautiful face with bright green eyes and a playful mischievous smile. Everything about her was incredibly sexy and that is what had drawn me to her.
When my wife Carole found out about the affair she was irate. She slapped my face and bounded from our house. Kristen and her husband Tony, a cop, lived two houses away and I followed my wife hoping to defuse the situation.
Carole pounded on Kristen's front door. I had never seen her so angry.
"Get the fuck out here you god damn whore," Carole screamed at the top of her lungs.
Kristen opened the door calmly. "Can I help you," she asked in a smug condescending tone.
Carole lunged forward and caught Kristen with a hard slap to the face. Kristen backed up into the foyer and Carole followed. I quickly entered behind Carole and closed the door to save us from prying eyes.
"Fucking whore," Carole screamed as she lunged at the much bigger woman but Kristen was surprisingly quick. She toyed with Carole like a cat toying with a mouse. Carole's shirt ripped and Kristen tore it off leaving my wife in just shorts and a bra.
Carole was unfazed. She swung wildly at the bigger woman and Kristen moved to the side and grabbed her from behind. She locked her arm around my wife's neck and playfully unsnapped her bra.
"This is fun," Kristen teased as Carole struggled to get free.
I had seen enough and I moved in to break up the fight. A hard blow to my head knocked me off my feet.
Tony pounced on top of me. I am a big guy at 6'3" and 225lbs but Tony was strong and an experienced fighter. He quickly got me face down on the ground and before I knew what was happening my arms were cuffed behind my back.
Kristen had Carole face down on the ground. She pulled Carole's shorts and panties down and started to slap her ass hard.
Carole had always hated pain and she was not enjoying Kristen's relentless attack on her tender ass.
Kristen continued to spank my wife hard and Carole started to cry.
"Okay," Carole wept, "I give up. Please stop."
Kristen smiled. She could feel Carole's submission and it pleased her. She loved being in control. She slapped Carole with a ferocious blow.
"Please stop," Carole pleaded, "I am sorry. I will do whatever you want."
"Anything?" Kristen asked. She considered the possibilities and an evil grin spread across her pretty face.
"Yes, anything, just don't hit me anymore." My wife sobbed.
Kristen stood up and helped Carole to her feet.
"Undress me," she ordered my wife. Carole hesitated but with her beating fresh in her mind she did as she was told.
I watched helplessly as my very straight wife undressed my full figured mistress in front of me. Tony stood over me as I watched. He was still in uniform and I was still handcuffed on the floor.
Carole finished undressing Kristen and stood obediently beside her awaiting the next command. Kristen grabbed Carole's long chestnut brown hair and led her upstairs. Tony pulled me to my feet and we followed them into the bedroom.
Kristen handed Carole a black leather corset and waited while my petite wife fitted it in place and tightly laced it behind her big curvaceous body.
Carole's fingers trembled as she stood naked beside my big sexy mistress.
"Very good," Kristen said as she tenderly stroked my wife's cheek and Carole smiled meekly.
The tall blonde wrapped her left arm around my wife's waist and drew her close.
Carole tensed at the intimate contact. She had always maintained that she was straight and while she could appreciate the beauty of the female form she was adamant that girl/girl sex did nothing for her.
