This is a love story, that's all I'll tell you except its quite long so be prepared. It has 10 chapters in 5 parts. No BBCs were harmed in the writing of this story, there is no violence, quite a bit of sex, not sure if I'm any good writing that. Why not suck it and see if you like it?
Written in UK English.
Part 1 - Revelation
We were Mike and Jane, married for a little more than 4 years, dating for 2 years before that, no kids, both late twenties. Professional jobs, no money worries, renting a condo so no mortgage. Thinking about kids but not yet, thinking about buying our own house, but not yet.
So pretty settled but not tied down, life's bigger decisions still in front of us except marriage, that was nailed down and I, Mike Smith, thought it was forever. Funny how out of the blue life's certainties can vanish before your eyes.
It was late in the working day, maybe an hour before I would head home. My computer pinged and the notification told me I had an email from Jane with an attachment. I read the brief email, it said, "Watch the attachment on your own and then read the email I'll send you in 30 minutes. You know I love you completely, I'll see you at home, Jane."
Nobody was in my office so I clicked the attachment and almost had a heart attack, Jane had obviously set her phone to record was on her knees in front of a guy I knew to be Jack, a co-worker at her company and she was sucking his cock which looked a lot bigger than mine. They were in a hotel room from what I could see, so not in our marriage bed at least, though how long we'd be married was a different question.
The volume was high and I heard him urge her to swallow his long thick cock, then he pulled out and rubbed his wet cock all over her face and then my wife said, "Please Jack, now, I need that big cock in my pussy now, please fuck me. Fuck me hard Jack."
"Lean over the back of the chair and bend that sweet ass to me and spread your cunt with your fingers" he ordered. She did exactly as he asked without the slightest hesitation, hand slipping between her legs to spread the lips of her cheating cunt.
I felt my face wet, it dawned on me that I was crying, such was the pain in my heart, but I couldn't take my eyes from the screen as she bent her back, she offered him her cunt, holding it open, wet, red and raw looking, in truth a pussy that was in need, obviously in need of something I was not giving her.
As I watched him push that big cock into the pussy I had thought was exclusively mine, I suddenly realised two things simultaneously, my heart was breaking and my cock felt like an iron bar, I was hard as a rock. How the fuck could this be happening?
I watched and was broken as she pleaded with him to fuck her harder and harder, to fill her cunt and send her home with his cum in her. She was very vocal; she was getting what she wanted and was encouraging him just to bang her hard. She told him how much she needed this how she loved a big cock stirring her honey, how fucking wet she was and how she was cumming on his cock, time after time.
Finally, she screamed, "wreck my cunt, slam your dick in me, fill my dirty cunt" it did the trick for Jack, and I could see his balls pulsing after her slammed his full length inside her and just stayed full immersed in her, draining his balls into my wife.
"Hand me my panties" she said, "I want to keep your cum inside me. Don't look worried, I'm on the pill, I need to get home I'll clean up there." She smiled at him over her shoulder.
As he gave her some pretty ordinary cotton pants he said, "Jane, I want you to leave your husband, you know our sex is so good, I think I'm falling for you."
She quickly said, "Jack, don't fall for me, I'll cut you off if you ever tell me, you love me. I love fucking you, but I love Mike completely. I am going to confess tonight, that's why I set my phone to record this, but if he doesn't throw my cheating cunt out of our house and I want him forever, Jack, I know this is straight from the cheaters handbook but for me this really is just sex, fucking amazing mind-blowing sex, but just sex. I want you to know that even if Mike threw me out, I doubt you and I would have a future that was any more than just great fucking."
That more or less finished the video, I had stopped crying, I was getting myself together so I could face colleagues when the computer pinged again, it was the email Jane had promised. I briefly wondered if I even wanted to know what she had to say, but with how she had told him that it was me she loved, I thought, what have I got to lose... other than her and maybe my dignity?
The email read:
Dear Mike
So now you know, I have been slowly dying of guilt whilst hiding what a cheating bitch I am. I can't take it anymore, so I needed you to know.
I know I'm being selfish, I could probably have sucked up the guilt, let you stay my happy husband and maybe got over the need I have for more sex but what if that never happened? What if I'm just such a horny slut that I'll always need more, not better necessarily but different and more. What if you found out years later and if we had kids and a mortgage, more than two lives to ruin? I couldn't risk that.
So, I had to let you know. Believe it or not, after the hurt I know you will feel after watching what I did this afternoon, I love you as much as the day we married, more if anything. I honestly do Mike, so I want you to come home and talk to me about the present and especially the future that I hope with all my heart that will still be ours.
If you can do it without anger that would be great but I know that might not be possible but please let's talk this through and I beg you not to throw me out before we can talk this through completely and both understand how this doesn't have to end our marriage.
Please I beg you let that big heart of yours at least give me enough time to talk this through with you. If you leave me, I'll never forgive myself for hurting you too badly. If you leave me, I'll never be able to live with my grief.
Come home please, I love you.
Jane
And that was it, well yeah, now I knew. What would I do? Be a real man? Throw her out after I'd slapped her about a bit? Listen to her and what would probably be bullshit from the cheater's manual by Mrs I Cheat-Knightly? Do I ignore her and go to the bar and hang on a load of drink?
My brain was mush, I packed up my things and headed home, I didn't want the company of strangers and some grizzled bucolic barkeep who'd seen it all either giving me faux sympathy or giving me looks for me to see he thought me a cuckold wimp.
No, home I went ready, well not really ready, but prepared to see what awaited me.
In the garage under our condo, I could see Jane's car so she was there waiting. I went inside to see her sitting facing the door and looking nervous, but in truth not as worried as I'd expected. I quickly assessed that she obviously knew what was coming so was prepared and had decided the cards would fall as they would.
"Can I hug you please Mike, I need to hold you?"
"Jane right now I don't think that would be a great idea, not after what you've done to me this afternoon." I shook my head, no, but was surprised that looking at her, looking so sad but resolute, my urge was not to hurt her, but I didn't want to comfort her either. I had anger inside, but it was not boiling over. I was surprisingly composed, looking at her I still loved her from head to toe, how could that be?
"Mike, I know this is bad, I couldn't think of how else to do this, I needed you to know and I thought seeing it would shock you more than me just telling you, it would make you see how I am, warts and all, I'm a fucking slut Mike but I love you with everything I have. I want to comfort you and I want to make your heart feel better but I need us to talk this out and decide what we do. I want to stay your wife, but you need to make decisions just as much as I must."
"I'm taking a shower Jane, we can talk all night if you want to. I'm not going anywhere tonight, tomorrow I will have decisions to make."
The downside of our home is there is only one bathroom, so 10 minutes later as I was showering she knocked and came in, "Sorry Mike, I need to pee".
I recognised the panties from the video, she hadn't changed and she deliberately dropped them around her ankles and I could see her trimmed bush was matted to her body, she was pushing my buttons. Before her stream of pee started I heard a loud plop and realised that Jack's cum had just dropped out of her pussy, then she peed wiped and said, "I'm a bit messy Mike, can I join you in the shower?"
"Jane, not just no, but fuck no. I just heard his cum drop out of your cheating cunt into the pan and it sounded like quite a load. If you want to talk then we'll talk but don't pull this shit on me or I'm packing a bag. You can shower after me, it will be a cold day in hell before we get close again, I'm warning you now, so you don't have dumb expectations of where this is going."
60 minutes later we had both showered and I was back in the lounge, I'd wondered what the hell was keeping her, but I was sat at the dining table waiting when she came in, I asked her to sit at the table, it seemed sensible to have this a pretty formal discussion.