Preface. This is the beginning of a 50 plus chapter (So Far) story. This is one of several stories I wrote years ago; I am editing/adapting them, adding sex scenes to publish on 'literotica'. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1
Tonight, we're celebrating Neil's 30th birthday at Luigi's, I'm going over the arrangements in my mind as I'm finishing my final task of the day. I work for a large accounting firm; I've arranged to leave my office early to prepare for tonight. It's nearly 3pm, I try calling Neil, but it goes directly to his voice message.
'Hey babe, tried calling, guess you're in a meeting, I'm just finishing up here, leaving work soon, one stop then home to get ready for tonight. I got a special sexy surprise for you; I'm so excited, can't wait, LOVE YA.'
I finish up, and go to an intimate apparel boutique, I knew exactly which lingerie outfit I wanted to buy, so I didn't take long in the store and was enjoying the wind in my hair, in my Benz convertible heading home.
A little back story on us. My family moved here when I was a sophomore in high school. I excelled as a cheerleader; 5'9", a full 36" bust, narrow waist and long athletic legs; wavy, blonde hair, lower back long, blue eyes. I've maintained my sexy body, with exercise & yoga; I'm told my butt is my best asset; I think it's my boobs, nevertheless; being outwardly friendly, and funny, I've always been popular.
At my first basketball game, one senior stood out, Neil; 6'2" dark, thick, wavy hair, not just on his head, his legs and arms had a furry covering that none of the other players had. I instantly fantasized my face snuggling against his chest, his arms around me, my fingers combing through or twirling his chest hair. I didn't realize I was daydreaming; I was just standing there, not participating in our cheer routine. Judy called my name and hit my shoulder. At the end of practice, I was bent over gathering my things when I heard a deep male voice, "I'm Neil, your bodacious body is very distracting, I had trouble concentrating today."
"Me too," I giggled, his basketball uniform showed his manly bulge, and it wasn't an athletic cup.
'my gawd his sweaty body, the musky, manly aroma was intoxicating, it had my mind spinning,
"I, uh, I mean, I noticed you too, and missed part of our routine."
'Geezus, he was sexy, I could strip off my uniform and spread myself before him right now, on the gym floor, unconcerned with any spectators around.'
"Join me for a pizza?" His deep voice requested.
"Piece of what?" my mind fuzzy, imagining us making out.
"Piece of pizza, and a coke." He chuckled. "I'll shower & meet you out front in 10." He turned and jogged away. My eyes riveted to his muscular backside.
Long story short; after pizza and small talk, we made out in his car, he felt me up, I was willing to give him my virginity right there & then; but sadly, he portrayed the gentleman, and took me home. It was a couple hot dates later before I convinced him to do the deed in his back seat. He not only was covered in a fine fur, that I found extremely sexy, but he had a nice 7" cock, that got my wildly hot. We were inseparable the rest of high school. He went to college; I went to the local community college to become an accountant. We only saw each other a couple times a month, mainly spent as lustful teenagers, fornicating like animals; mostly in his car or parent's basement.
Neil got a 6-figure job right out of college working for a financial firm. We married that summer. Both our careers became rapidly successful, Neil became the top financial advisor in his company quickly. I recently became a partner in my accounting firm, we rewarded ourselves with matching Benz convertibles. Our 1600 sq. ft. 3-bedroom suburban home is now paid for, we didn't plan for children, we focused on becoming wealthy first and had a great marriage, good social life & healthy, (avg. 5 times a week) satisfying sex life.
I pull up in front of our large suburban home. I wave to Blair & Carrie playing with their 3 children on their freshly cut grass. Our lawn is presently being cut by the landscaping company we share with 3 neighbors.
Entering our bedroom, I toss the bag containing the lingerie on the bed, thinking about surprising Neil at Luigi's tonight, exposing myself in new sexy lingerie by unzipping the front of my dress in the restaurant. "damn I'm horny" I speak almost in a whisper to no one.
I pull off the light summer dress; my nipples are already hard. I squeeze one, roll the other between my thumb and forefinger, "mmmm."
'Maybe I should take my 8" suction cup dildo into the shower.'
I run my hands down my curved sides, my left fingers touch my labia, as my right continues caressing my boobs.
'Oh, hell, I don't need the dildo, I'll cum fast.'
I lean against the sink counter, parting my legs, forefinger, and middle finger on either side of my clit, inside my labia. As I move my hand down my fingertips slide in my wet opening, then up, squeezing my clit, 'oh fuck, I'm cumming already,' a few more strokes and I groan as a flood of tingling electricity quivers through me. I sigh, 'that will do until tonight, one climax won't be enough to quell my lust tonight, Neil better be ready for an all nighter.'
I step on the mat to adjust the water in the shower.
Chapter 2
I'm startled as my bare foot touches the wet bathmat. 'WTF?' I step back, the towels are also askew, I'm OCD, I always have them artfully arranged on the rack. I discover both large bath towels are wet. I'm in shock, puzzled, how, who? My mind is running wild, trying to make sense of this. I look back to the bed; and notice my pillow is facing the wrong way, I always place the open end of the pillowcase towards the middle. I move closer to investigate & a spot a couple red hairs, and make-up smudges on my pillow. I peel back the covers, a gooey tell-tale, wet spot.
'OK, someone had sex & then showered.'
Well, the suspect pool is limited. I can only come up with ONE! I grab my cell & try Neil's cell; again voicemail; I call our neighbors. "Blair did you see anyone at our house this afternoon?"
"I'll check my surveillance, I'll let you know."
Blair texts me a video, time stamped 11:14. {Neil opening the door with a tall redhead. They depart at 3:17;}
I am in shock. 'Why Neil?' I'm devastated; I take a pic of the wet spot, and pillowcase smudges. I call Neil's office, "Hi, Neil Martin please."
"I'm sorry ma'am he's not in this afternoon, may I direct your call to another representative?"
"Uh, _ ok, Brian Jacobs?"
"Sorry, Brian's in Chicago, I could connect you to their boss Sid, the owner.
"Is this Neil's new secretary?"
"No Erin, this is Jill."
"Oh, hi Jill when did Neil leave?"
"Before lunch."
"Is his new secretary a redhead?"
"Yes, Neil gave her the afternoon off."
"Erin, I think they're together, Erin, I like you a lot, Neil claims you have an open marriage, is that true?"
"No, Jill, I had no idea, until now; I found evidence today though."
"You know Neil's cheating. He's had many affairs; everyone here knows he's a perverted predator."
"Are you sure Jill. I thought we had a great married life."
"I'm sure; he hits on me daily, I keep telling him I'm lesbian, that seems to attract him more."
"Erin, for sure, everyone here knows; he banged Cheryl for weeks, she quit. He was disciplined for bathroom sex with Leeanne, an intern. Gracie from HR, they had a short fling, she wanted out; Neil showed her husband a video, saying she requested to do porn. They divorced, she's now in a Psych ward. Rumor is he takes female clients to the Marriot."
Yes, he's cheating, Erin, you never acknowledge my advances, so I figured you aren't lez. Erin, I want to hook up with you."
"Thanks Jill, I've got to go." I hang up.
'What now? Neil's been cheating for months.'
My head is spinning, this newfound knowledge, my belief in our happy marriage, & it's a facade. I get myself a shot of Tequila, I sit on the sofa, my mind conjuring retaliation. Concocting scenarios how to deal with this.
