All characters are 18 years or older.
Author's note:
I got tired of these stories where the husband can do no wrong and is the most perfect man alive. I find it kind of silly that a woman who is happy and satisfied would willingly risk her happiness for a fling. I'm sure it happens just not as often as one would think. Anyways, I wrote this story to make things even. It's a story about love and the reconciliation of a relationship. Enjoy the story. I edited it myself so when you do find an error just ignore it. I hope you this story as I enjoyed writing it. Be gentle when you write the comments.
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Happy Wives Don't Cheat
She walked up to the table with a nervous smile. She was still just as beautiful as always. Shoulder length dark red hair, blue eyes, and a small frame, yea she was the most beautiful woman on earth. Petite is what she was best described as. Not much in the way of breast or an ass, but slim and perfect. But, she wasn't supposed to be here. They promised me she wouldn't be here. I guess they lied like they have been for months. I should have known. I must be monumentally naive.
"Hi Paul, can we talk?" She was desperately trying not to cry.
"What do you want Kristy?"
"I want you back. I know I messed up. I just need to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk. Your kind of talking is me sitting and listening, while I don't get a chance to say anything. I'm done talking, especially to you." I got up and headed to our host ignoring the woman who used to be my wife.
John and Amanda had finally decided to tie the knot, and this was the reception for their wedding. They were the last of our little group to get married. Kristy and I were the first and our marriage ended six months ago. Caught her cheating. I guess I'm only good for signing checks and paying her bills.
Amanda saw me coming first and grabbed John's arm. They were talking to Aaron and Michelle. The other couple in our group. All four had promised me they weren't talking to her anymore and that she wouldn't be here. Just more lies. They lied when they said they didn't know anything about her cheating. They covered for her so she would have an alibi. Now they lied to me about her being here, even after everything that happened. The other three of them looked up and saw me coming. This was going to end here and now.
"You just had to invite her didn't you? After what she did and after how she treated me, you're still friends." I was pissed.
"Look Paul, we know you are angry but, it is time to end this cherade and get back together. We all know you still love her." Amanda was taking the lead this time.
"Yea Paul, she's learned her lesson and she won't do it again." John had to support his new bride.
"Paul it's time you swallowed your pride, manned up and got back with her." There was anger there I think. Michelle and Kristy were best friends all through high school.
"You all feel that way?" Each one knodded their heads enthusiastically. "Hmmm ok."
They all looked a little confused when I turned on my heels and made my way to the stage where a band was playing some soft rock music. I stepped up and took the mic from the lead singer. The band stopped playing and everyone turned to look at the stage, then focused on me.
"Hi everyone. My name is Paul and I would like to tell all of you about my friends John and Amanda. Not just them but Aaron and Michelle as well." I turned and smiled at them. "I call them friends, but would real friends lie to you when your wife was cheating on you. Would they cover for her when she went missing at a party for half an hour. Would they stand idly by and let your whore of a wife rake you over the coals in the divorce. Would good friends come to your defense when the wife told the judge you were an abusive and manipulative husband. Would they show sympathy when you had to give the cheating whore wife 80% of the shared assets and pay $600 in alimony. Huh, would they? Would they fuck your wife behind your back." I could see the confused look on Michelle and Amanda's face.
"Oh, hahaha, they didn't know. My ex wife over there (pointing to Kristy) was fucking my supposed best friends Aaron and John. They fucked my wife together. In a threesome no less. I guess my invitation to the party got lost. Of course their wives didn't know about it until now. Don't worry I have pictures. Michelle and Amanda shouldn't be to judgemental though. Michelle is actually how i found out about Kristy's cheating " I got a sharp look from Michelle.
"She let it slip one night when she had to much to drink that my dear faithful wife was fooling around on me. Imagine my shock, but then she realized what she said and tried to convince me other wise. I could tell she was in major damage control mode, but I wasn't buying it. That led me to finding a PI who specializes in infidelity and getting the hours of video and pictures. All of which turned out to be a waste of money considering I'm an abusive asshole now. At least that is what my ex wife told the judge at our hearing. I did get to keep the pictures though. See." I pulled out my phone and started showing pictures.
"Plus dear faithful Michelle has been fucking John for the last three months." I paused for a moment to let that sink in. John and Aaron looked pissed. Michelle looked defeated. Amanda looked like she was gonna be sick. "I guess that just leaves Amanda. Oh dear sweet Amanda, who has been screwing some guy named Ryan for at least a year. Who also when Kristy went to go fuck some guy in the bathroom, tried to come on to me as a distraction. I turned her down of course, because I loved my wife. She probably didn't really mean it though. Who wants to fuck the fat guy right. Wait a minute, I'm not a fat guy anymore. It's amazing how having your guts ripped out by your four best friends and your wife will do wonders for your diet."
"We're not done yet though. No now my ex wife wants me back. The abusive, manipulative, fat, little dicked husband is wanted by his ex wife. Why oh why? I thought she was happy to have me out of her life. She has most of my money. She has my house and my car. What the fuck could she want me back for? Let's ask her. Well hunny want to explain why you want me back?"
I handed her the mic and just stared at her. She was front and center this time. She was shaking she was so scared. She almost looked like she would chicken out. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When they opened she had a new look of determination. There was still fear but it was under control.
"Paul, I love you. I made the biggest mistake of my life when I cheated on you. I hurt you, I caused you pain, and I betrayed you in the worst way. What is worse I made you pay for something that I did. I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am. I have no idea how I will make it up to you. I don't know how I can get you to trust me again, but I will spend the rest of my life trying. Even if you don't want me anymore, I'm going to try. I'll do anything you ask me to do."
"Anything?"
"Anything!" I dropped the mic and thought for a second.
"Give me a blowjob. This time though you swallow everything like you have been doing for all your other lovers." She smiled and grabbed my hand and started to walk off. She looked back a little confused when I didn't move.
"No, I mean right here in front of everybody. You want my forgiveness. You want to be together. You say you love me. Then start showing me in front of all these people."
Kristy looked around nervously. I caught her off guard with my request. With only a moment's hesitation she dropped to her knees and started on my buckle. When she had the zipper down and my fly open, she reached in to fish out my cock. When she slipped it from it's confines she was looked a little shocked. I picked up the mic again.
"What's the matter dear?"
"It's bigger than I remember. It's like you grew three inches."
"Not really, it's what happens when you lose a lot of weight. Your cock looks bigger because it isn't hidden by fat." I explained.
"Wow, I'm not sure I can get this all in."
"You don't know how much I enjoyed you saying that. Now suck dear." John came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Paul, don't make her do this. It's my wedding night."
"Don't fucking touch me again you piece of shit." His hand instantly moved from my shoulder. "If you touch me again, I'll show your parents over ther that picture I have of you and Aaron giving my wife a double stuffing." He looked at me in surprise.
"Yea you asshole, I got film of that too. Looks like it's to late though. Amanda already knows about it now." Amanda and even Michelle looked pissed. I turned my attention back to the woman holding my cock. She looked frightened.
"Don't worry about it baby. Just suck." She didn't waste another second and started licking the head of my cock. This was actually the first blow job I was gonna get from Kristy. I had eaten her out plenty of times, but she refused to give me oral. Kind of stingy if you ask me. Imagine how pissed I was when I found out she did it for all her other lovers.
Anyways, she started licking the head gently pulling back the skin (still have my foreskin). When she got it all nice and slick she pulled back a little and smiled. Then she popped the whole head into her mouth. The feeling was fucking amazing. A year of only my right hand and now I was finally getting something that should have been mine in the first place.
She began to pump slowly, trying to take me deeper with each stroke. I'll never forget the feeling when I entered her throat which was magnified by a thousand. I was already close and told her so.
"So soon?" She sounded disappointed.
"Sorry baby. Haven't had a woman touch me in over a year."
"Really, no girlfriends or anybody?"
"Nobody."
"Oh goodness, what have I done." She took me back into her mouth and started pumping faster.
Tears were flowing down her cheeks. I couldn't be sure but I think they were tears of regret. Faster and faster she went. Soon just the head of my cock was in her mouth and she started jerking me with her right hand. I looked up to see all the shocked faces and even some smiling faces. I looked back down at Kristy and met her eyes. That is when I lost it and exploded in her mouth. With a loud grunt I emptied my cum into her. She swallowed all that I gave her. I knees were weak and I almost lost my footing the orgasm was so strong. When my convulsions stopped, she kept licking my cock clean.
There was actually a round of applause for our little display. She stood up and I kissed her deeply. I could taste the remnants of my cum in her mouth, but I didn't care. She obviously wasn't used to it and looked at me weird.
"Most guys don't like to kiss girls after she swallows his load."
"I'm not most guys."
"I can see that now. What a fool I have been. What's next?" She smiled.
