My wife Sandy and I had been married for 3 years. It was the second marriage for each of us, so we were in our mid forties at the time. For the first couple of years, we did everything together. In fact, Sandy did not like to even go grocery shopping or run errands alone.
But in the last few months she had begun to go for coffee with her one girlfriend. They had been friends since high school and this woman, Deb, was a swinger. Sandy would tell me about how she and her husband were always including other guys in their sex lives. Deb had encouraged Sandy to join them but she always told me she had no interest.
Then she started hanging out on Sunday afternoon with friends. I didn't know them, and I wasn't invited to meet them. She claimed to know them from work, but she never really even gave me names. Once or twice, I caught her in some inconsistency. She would say they went to some store on a Sunday afternoon and I would find out that store isn't open on Sunday. She would say she was going out for coffee, but then her car would not be at the coffee shop she told me they were going to.
She would get texts on her phone at odd hours, and she would go back and forth with whoever was texting and she did not say who it was. Now, for most people that is normal. But she always wanted to know who I was texting with and until now she had always quickly volunteered that she was texting her mom or her sister who whoever.
She started dressing a little differently. She had always worn very frumpy looking stuff, casual stretchy type pants, sweatshirt tops or thick shirts. Now she started wearing sundresses that only came to her knee or skirts that might be a bit above the knee. Nothing crazy, just different than normal. Her tops got thinner and tighter and with a lower cut neckline. And, pervert that I am, I like to smell her dirty panties from the laundry basket. I began to notice that some days she was going without panties.
Now, let me describe Sandy's body for you. She is my type, with plenty of extra flesh. She has flashing green eyes, a sort of soft, pudgy face, and medium length brown hair. Her tits are a good C cup, not huge, but not small, with nipples that are sort of inverted most of the time. At her age, her tits sag down onto her large belly if she doesn't have a bra on and her belly has two rolls to it, the lower one sagging down into her pants and somewhat covering her pussy. She has wide hips and a large, flabby ass and thick cellulite thighs.
Her pussy is hairy and honestly, she is loose enough that I can slide 3 fingers into her side by side, without any problem. When she bends over and her cunt pokes through her thighs her lips open wide enough that I see her cervix. Her pussy lips are full and thick. Her clit is not real big, but it is sensitive. The best thing about her pussy is that when she cums she oozes a thick, tasty, white fluid and, like most big girls, she is wet all the time.
I was told very early on that her cute little asshole is exit only. However, as long as she doesn't have to admit she likes it, she will let me eat her ass until she cums. I say her pussy is hairy, and it was, but that is the most recent change. She shaved her pussy. When I asked her about it she just said she felt like doing something different. I thought maybe that would mean I'd get to eat more pussy, but no such luck. Maybe once every couple of weeks.
Everything came to a head one Friday night when she told me she was going over to Deb's house for a movie night. Obviously, this was some years ago when people still went to the video store and got movies to watch. She had no details for me. No idea what they were watching, didn't know who would be there and didn't know when she'd be home.
My dirty little mind immediately started imagining her fucking Deb's husband, who allegedly had a big cock. Which is a good spot for me to describe myself. I'm tall, big feet, big hands, however I have a small penis. I'm 5 inches at best, sometimes I struggle to get hard, but at least I'm a heavy cummer. Thankfully, I am very oral, and I'm told very good with my tongue, lips and mouth.
So, Sandy is gone, and my mind is swirling. Who is going to be there? Will there be multiple guys? Are they watching a movie, or is this a fuck fest? About a half hour after Sandy left, my phone rang, it's her. I pick up and say, "Hi" and I get nothing in response. A few more greetings and I realized that she pocket dialed me. I can hear background conversation and then I hear my wife talking to a man.
"Oh no, we have plenty of time, he thinks I'm watching a movie".
I hear a man laugh at that. I hear my wife giggle and say, "you are bad. I'm a married woman."
The anonymous man responds with, "I love married women, as long as they are married to someone else."
Then he continued, "Oh good, you shaved just like I ordered you to do, such a good little married slut."
I wanted to listen some more, but at that moment my phone began to ring with a new call, one of my grown children. I talked to them for a couple of minutes, pissed that they didn't even really want anything. When I went back to try to pick up Sandy's call, it was gone.
