It was 10:30 that hot July night when the alarm clock rang and my wife groaned. She rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom then rather uncharacteristically, went into our walk-in closet and closed the door to dress. She emerged wearing her blue nurse's scrubs and a flowered tunic her stethoscope slung around her neck. It was a Tuesday night and she would be one of four nurses on duty at the local community hospital ER. She bent over me and kissed me saying "I'm off to spend another night healing sun burns and poison ivy." Since there is a level three trauma center a few miles from here few serious emergencies ended up in her ER. She smelled great. A new scent I thought. Nice.
I heard the garage door close and grabbed the remote. Finding an old war movie I settled in waiting for sleep to take me.
I dozed off for about an hour and a half. Thirsty I headed down the stairs grabbed a bottle of water and sat at the kitchen table. I was wide awake. Though I seldom visited her at work, especially in the middle of the night, I decided to surprise her with a mid night snack. I whipped together a bowl of fresh cut fruit and climbed into my car for the 10 minute ride to the hospital.
The visitor's parking lot is located on the side of the hospital around the corner from the ER entrance. A new wing was under construction and the visitor's parking lot lights were dark. After all visiting hours were over hours before. It was now 3:30 in the morning.
I walked down the side walk that hugged the dark side of the building. Though there were windows every few feet they were all dark. Offices I though. About three quarters of the way down the side walk my eye was caught by a sliver of light escaping one of the "offices". The binds were drawn but there was a space between the blind and the sash. My curiosity got the better of me and I stopped to see if I could see anything in the office. What I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.
It wasn't an office it was a lounge. I'm guessing it was the doctor's lounge. Though I couldn't see the whole room I could clearly see a desk against the far wall. Standing, or should I leaning against the desk was a guy wearing scrubs. His scrub pants were around his ankles and seated in front of him was a brunette also wearing scrubs obviously sucking his cock. She was obviously doing a magnificent job because her victim was having all he could do to keep his knees from buckling. What came next is something I will NEVER forget.
He reached down and lifted her to her feet. And spun her around. One hand went to her breast and the other down the front of her scrub pants. As an afterthought I looked at her face and my heart nearly stopped. There being pleasured by another man's fingers was my wife of 23 years.
It's hard to explain the range of emotions I felt. Moments before I was standing there, the consummate voyeur totally turned on by the sights. In an instant my euphoric state turned to shock, then anger then awe. Yes awe.
You see for some time I had been trying to convince my wife to swing. Though this clearly was infidelity I found myself extremely turned on watching her enjoy another man. I too have had my flings and somewhere among the firestorm of irrational thought I was able to reason that she was entitled to her fun too. I continued to watch
