"Thanks for coming over, Jen. I really need to talk. I just discovered Mike is cheating on me. I don't know what to do."
"I'm sorry, Abby. Are you sure he's cheating?"
"He works late several times a week and disappears for hours on the weekends with excuses like playing golf and having to go into the office. I got suspicious and went to his office last weekend. His car wasn't in the parking lot."
"That's not proof, although it is suspicious. What did he say?"
"He said he had to meet a client that called at the last minute. I didn't believe him but I couldn't prove anything. Last night I got confirmation."
"What happened?"
"He came home late. I was already in bed waiting for him. Rather than roll over and go to sleep when he got in bed, I got frisky. He said he wasn't in the mood, but before he could stop me I had his penis in my mouth. I could taste another woman on him. He didn't even bother to clean himself."
"Did he deny it?"
Abby turned red and shook her head.
"I never said anything. I know I should have, but it had been so long since we had sex. I kept sucking him. Then we fucked and it was the best sex I've had in a long time. There was something so dirty and nasty about riding a cock that had been inside someone else. I felt like such a whore afterwards. Now I don't know what to do. I can't let him keep cheating on me."
"If you confront him he'll deny it and probably keep fucking other women. You can get a divorce, but that's not good for the kids. Why not accept it and become a better fuck than the other women he's seeing. You seemed to enjoy being his whore last night."
Abby put her hands on her head. "I don't think I can live with letting him cheat on me. What would you do, Jen?"
"I never told you this, Abby, but last year I found out Jake was cheating on me. I got even. Getting my brains fucked out by other men has been so liberating, and believe it or not, sex with Jake has improved."
"Oh my god. Does Jake know?" Abby asked.
"I didn't tell him. He fucks other women, I fuck other men, and sex with each other has improved. It's the best of both worlds, and we can still be a good Mom and Dad for the kids."
"What if he catches you?"
"We'll cross that bridge if we come to it. At the moment, we both are content in turning the other cheek. You should try it."
"I couldn't do that, Jen. I'm not like you. I wouldn't feel comfortable having sex with another man, and cheating on Mark doesn't feel right."
"But you've fantasized about having sex with other men, haven't you? You must have masturbated thinking about someone you know or saw on the street, in a magazine or a movie. I'm sure you've imagined someone else's cock in your pussy when your husband fucked you. We all have."
Abby's face turned red. "That's different. It's a fantasy. It's not real."
"Then make it real. That's what Mark is doing. He sees a pussy he wants and goes after it. Why should you be deprived of another man's cock? Look, why don't we do a girls night out on Friday. I'll show you how finding another man works. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. If nothing else, we'll have a little fun getting drunk."
"Yeah, getting out could be fun, but I'm not going to have sex with another man. If you find someone and want to go off, don't worry. I'll bring my own car."
"Okay then," Jen replied. "I'll see you Friday."
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Abby walked into the restaurant. Jen was standing at the bar talking to a good-looking man who appeared to be in his thirties. Jen didn't look anything like a 36 year old housewife with two kids. Her wavy blond hair fell loosely over her shoulders. She wore a strapless black dress cut low on her nicely shaped breasts. The hem was two-thirds the way up her thighs and tight around the butt. She looked more like a high-priced call girl than a mom who attended her kids soccer games.
Jen waved. Abby cautiously approached, feeling somewhat out of place in a pull-over dress that fell to her knees. Her light brown hair was tied in a knot behind her head.
"Drink up," Jen said, handing her a double martini. "Our table isn't quite ready. This is Dan. We were talking about that new movie with Ryan Gosling. What I would give to jump his bones."
"Pleased to meet you," Dan said, extending a hand.
Abby took it, feeling a little self-conscious. Dan was both handsome and sexy. He stood six foot one with dark wavy hair, full lips, and a rugged face tanned by the sun. His deep brown eyes bore into her like lasers causing her stomach to flutter. His strong grip held her fingers longer than necessary.
Another man about Dan's age approached. He was a few inches shorter with brown hair and blue eyes. She looked at his hand and saw a wedding ring. Dan had one too. She wondered where their wives were. Jen introduced Cal and ordered another round of drinks for everyone.
"I invited Dan and his friend Cal to join us if that's okay," Jen said. "That's why our table is not ready."
No, it wasn't okay, thought Abby, but she couldn't say anything without looking like an idiot. Instead, she gulped down her martini and was most of the way through the second when they were summoned. They were shown to a small booth in a dark corner near the back. Dan slid in next to Abby across from Cal and Jen. Once they were seated, Abby asked the obvious question.
"Where are your wives?"
Dan smiled and answered. "At home with the kids. We're in town on a business trip. I should ask the same of you."
"It's our girl's night out," Jen replied. "Abby needed it. She got some disturbing news this week. She found out her husband is cheating on her."
Abby was furious at Jen, but didn't want to make a scene. Dan slid his hand under the table and patted her knee.