Entering his home after a long and arduous day's work, Jack Cunningham loosened his tie and dropped his brief case in the corner. He made his way to the kitchen, where he assumed his wife Adele would be preparing the evening meal as usual. Opening the kitchen door, no succulent aroma of cooking greeted him, only the sight of Adele sitting at the table gently sobbing. Jack was about to ask what the problem was, when he saw what looked like a pair of white lace panties on the table in front of her. For a moment he froze. He immediately recognised the underwear as belonging to his secretary Julie. After flirting with Julie for several weeks, he had finally persuaded her to let him fuck her in the back of his car last week, but what the hell were her panties doing here?
"I..I..don't know what to say." Jack murmured, his head lowered, suddenly finding the floor easier to look at than his wife.
"Who do they belong to?" Spat Adele, throwing the panties at him
Jack could see no further point in lying. He had been caught red handed and he felt a sudden need to confess everything.
"They are Julie's, my secretary. Honestly honey, it only happened the once. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you!"
"I guessed as much. You've been sniffing round that little bitch for weeks! The garage found them when they were valeting the car yesterday. Can you imagine how embarrassed this makes me feel, you Shit?!"
"I'm so sorry baby. Please forgive me. It'll never happen again, I promise!"
Adele had stopped crying. Her eyes now blazing with anger.
"Why the hell do you need to go to that slut for sex? If you wanted something more, then why didn't you tell ME? You know I enjoy sex."
Jack could still think of nothing useful to say. All he could do was to repeat his apology and plea's for her to forgive him.
"Your lame apology just isn't gonna cut it Jack! I'll consider forgiving you, but its gonna take more than that. You're really going to have to pay for this!"
Jack was a little confused, but was prepared to do almost anything to keep their eight year marriage together.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked.
"Well, I've been sitting here all afternoon thinking about it. I think, what's good for you, is good for me!"
"What do you mean baby? I don't understand."
"I'm gonna fuck someone else as well!"
Jack opened his mouth to protest, but quickly thought better of it.
"You know I've always liked sex," she continued, "so I want a little extra marital fun as well! But you're not going to get away that lightly, I don't just want one man, I want three! And I want you to have to watch while they all take turns fucking me with their big cocks! I want you to feel the same shame that I feel. That's right, I want a regular gang-bang, a total cock-fest!"
Jack was astonished. His immediate impulse was to laugh and tell her that he would never allow that, and would certainly not watch while three men took turns with her body! Adele, however, had made it quite clear that if he was going to argue about this, then their marriage was over. He had no choice. For the sake of his marriage he was forced to comply with her decision.
Over the next few days, Adele seemed happier. She seemed to have returned to her old self, and as she had made no further mention of her demands, Jack began to think that she had forgotten all about it. Perhaps it was just something spiteful to say in the heat of the argument, he thought, yes, that must be it, surely Adele could never really consider the idea seriously?
By Friday night, Jack had almost been able to put the thought out of his head, but as he entered his house that evening at the usual time, Adele was waiting for him with an evil smile on her face.
"Tomorrow night you will pay your dues!" She said triumphantly, as he entered the kitchen.
"What? What do you mean?" Jack asked incredulously.
You didn't think I'd forgotten did you? I found a male escort agency. Tomorrow evening, three men will be coming over. I intend to let them all have me and you will sit in the corner and watch like a good little boy! Is that clear?"
As before, Jack could not find the words to prevent this situation from happening without losing his marriage. He didn't want to get divorced. He still loved his attractive wife very much, and so therefore, he was reluctantly forced to agree.
The following day, Adele took her time preparing for her evening of passion and revenge. She was very nervous. Several times throughout the day she had almost called the agency to cancel, but then thoughts of her husband plunging his cock into his secretary's vagina reared up and filled her head. She knew she had to go through with this. If she was honest with herself, she was actually very excited. As she enjoyed a long luxurious bath, she remembered way back in high school being cornered by two lads at the back of the football field after classes. She had been intrigued by the shape and textures of their cock's, and remembered the feeling of excitement that she felt as she jerked both of them to a frantic and speedy climax. This had been her only experience of multiple partner sex, and it had aroused her so much that as soon as she got back to her parents house, she hed quickly disappeared to the privacy of her bedroom and masturbated herself to a huge orgasm. Returning her thoughts to the present, she realised that she had been lazily stroking her now erect nipples while she day dreamed.
Adele was proud of her body. At 37 years old she knew she had to exercise regularly to keep it trim. She squeezed her breasts playfully, and cupped them in her hands, delighting in the sensations that this caused to run through her body. She loved the way they were still firm and that the nipples were still really sensitive. She was also pleased with the rest of her body. Her legs were long and slim and her tummy flat as a wash board. She kept her fingernails long and always painted them the same matching colour as her dainty toes. Yes, she thought, I'm gonna enjoy myself tonight!
Jack had been waiting downstairs, while his wife prepared herself. He was also nervous and was experiencing mixed feelings about the evening. He was a little angry that Adele was making him go through with this. He was jealous at the thought of other men making love to his wife, but he was also a little excited at the prospect, and it was this last thought that he found so odd. If truth be told, he had been unfaithful on several occasions, but he had never even thought of Adele with another man. Still, the thought definitely excited him!