We did talk when she got home. It was a very difficult conversation. Because this is an erotic story I will just give the results of the conversation. Basically, she explained that she just couldn't resist Trevor. And when they had sex, it was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. After arguing and talking all night we came to the point that she will continue to see Trevor. We are staying married for the kids. Some part of me had hope that this would just be a fling that she would get out of her system and then we could go back to normal. Maybe the sex was amazing, but Trevor was such a jerk I figured there's no way my wife would continue anything outside of sex with him, and that would eventually fade away.
I had told her that Trevor was such a jerk and seemed like a despicable person. How can she want to be with him at all? She told me that when he gets what he wants it just seemed right. When she gives him what he wants she feels happy. He has some sort of contagious happiness that she loves. Hearing her use that word with him made my heart hurt. Ultimately, we didn't go back to the gym that week while we worked through our feelings even though she wanted too. But Trevor and her kept texting the rest of the week. She said she was still going on the date with him Friday, canceling our date night.
So, Friday night she was preparing for her date with him. She had to go out to buy a sexy outfit. She wore a black dress, very short and tight. It looked like her large boobs were going to spill out. When she bent over, her pussy and ass showed. She wore sheer black panties you could see through. She had on make up and bright red lipstick. I honestly had never seen her look so hot. The jealousy I felt was unbearable. She had never dressed like this for me.
The doorbell rang as she finished her make-up.
"Can you get that for me honey?" she asked me.
I begrudgingly went and answered the door. And there he was, his massive frame filled the door. He wasn't even dressed up. Just sweatpants, white t-shirt, and a hoody. He just smirked at me as opened the door, then pushed his way in.
"Come on in," I muttered under my breath.
He sat on the couch and got out his phone. I walked past to get to the kitchen. On his phone I saw he was scrolling through Instagram checking out girls in bikinis or lingerie.
"What a fucking perv," I thought to myself.
Melissa came out as I was drinking a glass of water.
"Hi Trevor!" she happily exclaimed.
Trevor sat up checking her out. "Damn babe, you look hot! I can't wait to show you off in public!"
"Thanks!" my wife replied as she walked up to and gave him a big kiss. They embraced and started making out.
Finally, Trevor broke away saying "We better get going. I'm hungry."
"Do you have your phone?" I asked my wife as the y moved towards the door.
"Yes," she said, but her eyes never looked at me.
"Let me know where you end up for dinner!" I said after them. But there was no acknowledgement.
They walked out the door, with my wife latched onto his arm smiling.
I sat up watching the t.v. constantly checking my phone. I had too many emotions. I was also excited thinking about them together. Why was I feeling excited? I had a hard on when I thought about them enjoying dinner together knowing he just wanted to fuck my wife.
Later that night I heard a car pull up and laughing and chatter. They were home. The door opened and in they walked. I shot up to greet them.
"I have to piss," said Trevor moving past me.
My wife said "Hi honey."
"How was it? Are you ok? Why is he in our house?" the questions just came out of me.
"Sit down honey," said my wife as she took a seat on the couch.
"It was amazing. We had a lot of fun. I learned so much about him. He has a lot of money and runs his own construction business."
I didn't want to hear all this. It was killing me. I was hoping he would turn out to be a looser.
"So, what now? Is he going home?" I asked.
