This is a follow on from my first story 'loyal wife finally tries new cock' which told how after nearly 30 years of marriage and with my wife never even having been kissed by another man, things changed quickly when we met John in Bali. After inviting him to dinner and after too many drinks, Jane went from being a normal loyal wife to being shared with John and taking his big cock in her mouth and pussy and encouraging him to empty his balls deep inside her. The story continues, the morning after.
We both awoke early the next morning a little bit worse for wear. I cuddled into her not knowing how she would feel after the night before and I felt guilt and a great deal of unease. She turned over to face me with tears in her eyes and said 'oh fuck, what have I done?'. I squeezed her tight and tried to reassure her that nothing that happened was her fault and it was all down to me, my stupid fantasies and of course lots of booze. She argued that she should never have gone anywhere near him and that I must hate her for this. I just repeated that it was all my fault and I still loved her just the same.
I said we should not think too much about it now and just get on with our holiday and we lay there quietly before getting up and wandering around in a bit of a daze. 'What am I going to do if I see him? 'I'm so embarrassed' she said. I tried to reassure her that he was a nice guy and would likely feel as uncomfortable as us. The rest of the day went without event and we were both quiet and subdued and in bed that night she just lay there staring into space. I asked her what she was thinking and after a pause she said, 'I feel so ashamed and worried that it will ruin things between us.' She said she shouldn't have got carried away and let him fuck her, but admitted that once she had seen his cock and held it in her hands she just knew she wanted it inside her and it felt so good and dirty getting fucked with me watching. I told her that I shouldn't admit it, but it was an amazing experience and that I didn't regret it, other than how it made her feel now, and that I didn't feel any worse about her at all. 'As long as you never do anything behind my back I'm fine,' I added.
It wasn't until our last full day that we had further contact with John. He approached Jane as she was sat on the veranda and they sat talking for about 30 minutes. He said he felt bad about what had happened and he hoped things between us were ok. He also thanked her for giving him the best sex of his life and it looked like he hadn't done a bad job as she seemed to enjoy it. He went on that it had shaken him out of his depression and made him think perhaps he wasn't such a loser after all. She told him he certainly wasn't a loser and was an amazing lover and if she wasn't married she would jump at the chance of a repeat performance.
When she came back in she looked relieved and a lot happier and recounted what they had discussed and she said she felt better about things and she didn't feel like she had to avoid him now. I said we should invite him round for our last night as we were never going to see him again and we didn't want to leave him on a downer in his fragile mental state. She said she could see straight through me and knew what I was hoping for and there was no way anything like that was going to happen again. I said I was not hoping for anything, but I would be ok with anything she wanted. I jokingly said it's not every day we will get the chance of a threesome with someone nice, with an 8 inch cock and with no chance of any comeback. I then kissed her and put one hand into her knickers and felt her wet pussy. 'That tells me the verdict is still out' I said.
I arranged for him to come round later for something to eat and a few drinks. After a bit of early awkwardness we fell into easy conversation and again the drinks started flowing. I could tell there was definitely chemistry between John and Jane and the atmosphere was electric. A few times I noticed that he had his hand on her arm as we sat together or brushed her leg and they seemed to be holding each others gaze for longer than normal. When he went to get more beer from his bungalow, I asked her what she wanted to happen tonight as it was clear there was something going on between them. I expected to get an earful and denial, but she looked at me and told me she felt excited at being so close to him again and she couldn't stop thinking about how he had fucked her the other night. She added that she felt so guilty about how she felt and didn't want anything to happen that would risk our relationship.
I told her I had already seen her sucking and fucking him and it had made no difference to how I felt about her and it was actually a massive turn on to me. I said that this could be our last chance ever to do anything like this and here we had someone we both knew and liked and who we would never see again. I suggested that when he returned I would offer to pop to the store to get a bottle of wine to go with the meal and would leave them alone and let her decide what to do, but reassured her that she had a free pass from me and it was entirely up to her.
After John returned and when I explained I was going out, he looked straight at Jane with a small smile on his face, obviously seeing right through the plan. I then left them alone and again I was in turmoil. What was I doing leaving my lovely wife and best friend with a younger, handsome bloke who had been starved of sex for so long and who had such a cock? Did I want to return and find them just chatting or catch them in the act? Who was I kidding? The throbbing in my pants and my dry mouth gave me the answer.
After about 20 minutes I returned to the bungalow and as I came quietly into the lounge I saw something I'll never forget. Jane was bent over the dining table with her skirt pulled up and her knickers around her ankles moaning loadly as John held onto her hips and thrust into her from behind. 'Oh fuck! it feels so good! fuck me! fuck me!' she screamed as he pulled his cock nearly all the way out of her before slamming it all the way in to her, again and again, making her tits bounce with every thrust. They were so into it they didn't even notice I had returned and I watched as he continued to fuck her to a massive orgasm. She then pushed him back away from her causing his cock to slip out of her, dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth and started to move her mouth up and down its length. It was only then that she noticed I was stood there watching them.
She mouthed an unconvincing sorry to me, then went straight back to sucking him. After a few minutes of this he turned and noticed me and looked at me with a questioning look on his face as if seeking my approval to carry on. I just nodded to him and he nodded back apreciatively and then he led her to the bedroom. He lay her down and started to kiss her and then went down on her taking his time to work on her pussy with his tongue. She beckoned me over and I kissed her hard while rubbing her tits and pulling on her nipples. She reached into my shorts, pulled my cock out and immediately took it in her mouth and started to suck on it. As he continued to work on her pussy with his mouth she was moaning and squirming and I knew she wouldn't last long with this treatment. She pushed his head away, pulled my cock out of her mouth and then pulled him on top of her steering his cock back into her so they could resume their fucking.