I Now Something Happened

Where to start to tell about another night my wife went wild. We had been married about six or seven years at the time. My wife is a short blond amazing woman. She had at that time already had two kids and looked so hot as your perfect MILF. Short lady, blonde hair just past her shoulders, large D cup breasts that had big dark brown nipples topped off with curvy hips you wanted to grab onto and pound. Wherever my wife went men would stare and comment on how good looking and sensual she was. Not sexy, sensual. The way she moved, the way she carried herself and her confidence combined with showing off some of her cleavage or her stocking clad legs always ensured men, and even women, were always looking at her and hitting on her.

I worked days and my wife worked part time in the evenings. I would get home and take over the kids while she went to work. After being at home all day and then with the kids I was happy she found her escape in work, and work that was flexible for her time. When she asked about going out for drinks after work with the girls I encouraged it and told her she needed to do more of that and to have fun. I did not think it would lead to her having a series of adventures.

Long story short the girls at her office always wanted my wife along as she attracted men to the table. They figured as the married woman after she attracted the men and then said she was married the guys would turn to the girls. My wife, as she told me many years later, instead never said she was married and would drink, smoke and dance. She never smoked at home and was what we call a drinking smoker. She also liked hard liquor not wine. So when she drank her drink of choice was southern comfort and as you can imagine a short little 5 foot lady doesn't need much southern comfort before her inhibitions are gone and she stops caring about being married. She used to call it southern fuck up and was so damn cute when she was half on the bag.

There were a few late nights with her coming home having had too much to drink. A few times someone from work dropped her off and we would have to go get her car the next day. I never saw the person from work drop her off. The reason I never saw who dropped her off is that when I say late nights, I mean early mornings. Bars closed at 1 am and she would roll in around 2 am.

One night stands out for me and as I say I knew something had happened. It was a Frida night and as was usual lately she called to say she was going out for drinks after work to get the kids in bed and not to wait up as she would probably be late. There was something about that last, don't wait up, that was different this time so you can bet I decided to wait up for her.

At three AM a car I had never seen before drove up the driveway and my wife got out. I could not see who was in the car or if they got a kiss goodbye but as soon as she closed the car door they rapidly backed out and drove away like they were on fire. I opened the door for my wife and wow. Her hair was tussled big time, which for her was something you never saw. She was definitely past tipsy as far as the drinking went. The next thing I noticed was her dress. She had on a low cut dress that she always had to pin closed to keep her ample breasts from popping out. Gone was the pin and boy could you see it all.

That was a surprise but wait, there was more to come. I could see with her open dress that she had on a really sexy bra, one I had never seen before and it was one of those push them together and push them up for all to see bras. My wife had very firm D cup breasts and she did not need any help lifting them or showing them. That bra was certainly helping anyone and everyone to see what she had to offer. I was 100% positive she did not have that bra on when she left for her office so that meant she had kept one at work to change into when she went out. I did not know how to react to that and while I was processing a drunk wife, messy hair, open dress and push up bra I noticed a few more things. Her lipstick and mascara were messed.

You have to know my wife prided herself on her looks so messy mascara would never happen and smudged lipstick again not something you would ever see. My mind wondered what messed her mascara as I though only crying did that. Why were her eyes watering, unless she was gagging on something maybe? But wait there's even more. I was helping her into the house, taking her purse and telling her lets get you to bed when another big item hit me. She was not wearing pantyhose. My wife never ever went without stockings, thigh highs or pantyhose and I know she had on black pantyhose when she left for the office. There she was drunk, in a bit of disarray, smeared lipstick and mascara and no pantyhose. Like where did they go and why was she not wearing them?

I got to an answer very quickly. As I got my drunk wife undressed to put her to bed, I saw hickeys all over her breasts. There had to be at least five or six big hickeys. Someone had been sucking on those tits. My wife's had let someone suck and suck hard for a long time on her tits. I was immediately hard and confused and hurt and excited and jealous and proud. So many emotions I was about to go crazy but realized there was no point talking about it with her as drunk as she was. The surprise was as I got her undressed, she said she was horny and needed to cum. Talk about being mixed up and not knowing what to do. Here was my wife who I knew had just had someone sucking her tits telling me she was horny and needed to cum. I thought ok I get laid and this can wait until morning.

She said she did not want to fuck she just wanted to play with herself and cum. She told me to watch her and I could jerk off at the same time. OK so let's go over this to get things straight. Drunk naked wife, hickeys on tits, she is horny and wants to play with herself while I watch her. I admit that looking at her I was horny too and said let's race to orgasm. She laid back and started to finger herself. Now I knew for sure something had happened.

Her pussy was wet, with the hair matted and slick. The lips were red and swollen and when she spread her legs her pussy hole was open like she had just fucked 5 minutes ago. I was stunned and just watched her. She was too drunk and into rubbing her clit for her to notice I was just staring. She came fast, very fast. I don't think she had been rubbing herself a minute when she arched off the bed and moaned with an orgasm. And that is when cum came pushing out of her pussy. There was no doubt at all that my wife had just been fucked and taken a load.

I was up all night replaying ever late night, every excuse for going out and loosing my mind. In the morning, I said nothing. I just asked her if she remembered coming home at 3 am, and she said she had drunk way to much and needed to calm that down. It was Saturday morning and during breakfast with the kids I asked about getting her car. After we ate we all got in the car to drive my wife to go get her car parked outside of the big local dance club. Not the first time, nor the last time I did that.

I could have started a fight or made a big deal of things but instead I let her have her fun. She always came home to me and our sex life was fantastic. If your wondering what kind of man could accept that, understand that my wife was and is a one in a million, drop dead gorgeous, sensual animal with a smile that melts your heart. She is also the warmest most caring wife and after 2 kids and being in the house so much she needed to run. I was a balding, scrawny man who had married someone so far out of my league I would let her do anything not to lose her.

I loved her enough to let her play and have fun. She did finally and reluctantly tell me some of what went on when I finally got the balls to be a man and ask her. I knew she was cuckolding me and for us it worked at that time. In hindsight my regrets are not having been able to watch her with someone, not having been mature or man enough to talk about it and tell her it was OK so that she did not feel guilt and shame. My single biggest regret through all of this is that I did not ever get to be the husband that licked and sucked a used wet cum filled pussy. I would have loved to give her the most intense orgasm licking her with her knowing she was feeding me a cream pie and making her feel powerful having a husband she controlled. But I am now working on that and that is for another story.