My wife Jan called my office and told me she wanted to go have drinks and dinner to celebrate our 10th anniversary. I readily agreed, and told her I would meet her at our favorite bar after work. I also told her I would make dinner reservations at one of the upscale restaurants.
After work, I drove to the bar, noticing that Jan’s car was parked in the lot as I walked in.
She was seated at the bar with an old friend whom we hadn’t seen in a while. I walked up to the bar and shook hands with Jim, then kissed Jan hello. She returned the kiss by holding me tight, and whispering “Happy Anniversary!”
I asked Jim how he and Carla were doing, and knew right away that something was wrong. Jim proceeded to tell Jan and I that Carla had been acting funny for the past few months, and he had decided to find out what was wrong.
He then told us that he had followed Carla one night when she went out, and had caught her with some guy in the back seat of their SUV doing the “Big Nasty!”
Jim said that he didn’t confront them at the time, but decided that he would keep it to himself until the right occasion. Then he said that a few days later, Carla went out one night and he followed. Sure enough, she went to the same place, met the same guy, and ended up in the back seat again!
He said that he decided to confront them this time, so he walked right up to the SUV, knocked on the window, and watched them scramble to cover up. He then snapped a picture of them naked. When he opened the door, he spoke only to Carla, telling her that her belongings would be in the driveway when she got home. She was crying and shaking, and begged him to not leave her. He responded by saying, “I’m not leaving, you are!”
With that, he drove straight home, packed all her stuff, and put it in the driveway.
My wife Jan is very tender hearted, and I could tell that she was upset by what Jim had told us. We had been friends with Jim and Carla for 8 years, and Jan and Carla had become quite close over the years. Jan said, “I had no idea that she was screwing around! I guess I didn’t know her as well as I thought I did!”
Jim responded,” I guess I didn’t know her either.”
Jan told him that she was very sorry, and if there was anything we could do to ease the pain, all he had to do was call.
We continued drinking, and I could tell that Jan was getting a little tipsy. She kept talking about Carla, and as she talked, she was touching Jim on his arm, and on his thigh.
Now let me tell a little about Jan. She is slim, 5’4”, long blonde hair, great tan, 34c tits, firm ass, and great legs. She has never been one to flaunt her charms, but, I had always envisioned her being a walking sex machine, wearing sexy clothes, and showing off her body. Unfortunately, the only time she ever did this was in the summer when she wore her bikini around the pool at home or at the beach. This is as close to showing her assets as she ever got!
As we continued talking, Jim told us that this had been a tremendous shock to him, and that he had never thought that Carla would do something like this to him or their relationship. He told us how lucky we were to have the relationship that we had.
Jan was getting a little soused, so we decided to go to the house. She asked Jim if he would like to join us and have a nightcap. He declined at first saying that he just wanted to be alone. Jan would have no part of that, and told him to get his shit together and follow us home. He finally agreed and we left the bar.
On the ride home, Jan was feeling a bit frisky, and started rubbing my cock. She unzipped my pants and released my hard cock, rubbing it up and down, then finally going down on me and sucking like it was the last cock on earth.
I started to feel the pressure build, and told Jan to quit until later, as we had Jim following us, and we would have to be presentable when we got home. She whined and said, “I want you to come!” I said that we would finish later.
She sat up and started unbuttoning her dress, exposing her sexy bra. Then she reached around and undid the snap on her bra, slid the straps off her shoulders and pulled the bra off. I wondered where she was going with this, but she just buttoned her dress back up, and got presentable as we pulled in the driveway.
When we got out of the car, Jan had her bra in her hand, and was twirling it around. Jim saw her doing this and said, “Do you need help putting that back on?”
Jan laughed and said, “I may never put it back on!”