"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."
**********
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.
"That's too bad. You must be really angry with him."
Dan didn't take his hand away. Abby froze. What he was doing was highly inappropriate. She barely knew him. Then why did his fingers feel like they were burning her skin, and why were her nipples growing hard?
"All guys cheat sooner or later," Cal said. "It's just the way we're wired. I wouldn't worry about it. He's not going to leave you."
Dan's hand moved further up her thigh. Abby's head was pounding. This was so wrong.
"I told her she should get even," Jen added. "Go out and get fucked. It would be so liberating."
Dan's hand was now under her skirt and inching higher. Abby was trembling. The pounding in her pussy was intense. This was so wrong. She needed to stop it. Instead, her thighs slowly moved apart as if they had a mind of their own.
Their waitress came to the table. "Hi. I'm Sara. I'll be waiting on you tonight. Can I get you another round of drinks?"
"Sure," Jen replied. "Another round and two platters of fried oysters."
Sara left to place the order. Dan slid his fingers over the crotch of Abby's damp panties. He pressed them against her pussy, rubbing up and down. She let out an audible gasp.
"I know for a fact my wife fucks other men," Cal said. "She tells me about it in detail when she comes home, then I fuck her brains out."
Dan's finger slid under the crotch and parted her folds. It sank deep into her cunt. Abby bit her lip to keep from crying out.
"Wow," said Jen. "I wish my husband would ask me to do that. I would love to tell him how good it feels to have another man's cock in my pussy and down my throat and up my ass. I want him to know how much I love tasting another man's cum, and having it splattered across my face and tits and dripping from my cunt and asshole. My pussy's getting wet just thinking about it."
"And my cock's getting hard," Cal replied. "We might have to move this party to another location."
Abby didn't hear the exchange. Her head was spinning as Dan pumped his fingers in and out of her cunt. When he rubbed his thumb across her clit she lost it. Her gasp was loud. Her body tensed, trembling with excitement. An orgasm exploded from her pussy sending a gush of cunt juice dribbling down Dan's fingers and hand. Everyone was staring at her
"Are you okay, Abby?" Jen asked.
"Uh, yeah, I, um, need to use the ladies room."
She got up and headed towards the back of the restaurant. Dan followed her. There were only two bathrooms, each single use and unisex. A woman came out and Abby entered. She tried to push the door closed, but Dan put out his hand and stepped inside with her. He closed the door and locked it. Before Abby could object, Dan slammed her against the wall and mashed his lips to hers, shoving his tongue in her mouth.
At first, Abby struggled to pull away, but he held her tight against the wall. His hands squeezed her nicely shaped tits. Abby slowly gave in to his advances, opening her mouth and letting her tongue mingle with his. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed down until she was squatting in front of him. He unbuckled his pants and slid them down his thighs.
Abby stared at the hard cock wavering in front of her face. This was wrong even if her husband had cheated on her. On the other hand, it wasn't really cheating. It was just a blowjob. Dan put his hands on her head and pressed the tip against her lips. She pushed out her tongue and licked the swollen knob. His cock slid into her mouth. Abby felt her pussy twitch.
