Please note: This story is about a cheating wife, if reading a story about a wife cheating just because she wants to doesn't turn you on please don't read. If it does please DO read and leave me a comment! I'm new to writing and would love them.
I guess you could say it all started when I invited over my newly divorced neighbour to our pool party I was throwing with some friends after feeling sorry for him being alone in his house. That was my first mistake. I guess you could say it started the day we met actually, Mike was a cocky arrogant guy, I knew that from the first time I talked to him. You could tell he was successful and if somehow you couldn't he told you, both in money and women.
After he had moved to the neighbourhood with his new ex-wife he didn't take long to eye up my wife right in front of me.
"Damn, Kevin... how'd you get her?" he said with a lecherous smile.
It's true, my wife Kelly did seem out of my league, she was short but curvy, not chubby just.. juicy. She had light brown hair, light blue eyes, a thick juicy butt and the best pair of tits I had ever had the pleasure to touch myself, just being honest! Big for her size, perky and with the pinkest nipples. We'd been married for 15 years but I still had the hots for her. I was a lucky man. And Mike never let me forget it.
"You better be careful with that one" he would always say, "She is a real powerhouse, anybody can tell"
We used to talk while out doing chores and when he wasn't ogling or talking about my wife he'd talk about his own glory days, or his new promotion, his new gadget, you get the idea.
I had finally gotten a little bit of my own back when he got divorced, I hesitate to admit it but for all his bragging I was able to keep my wife. But still I felt sorry for him enough to invite him to that pool party.
He showed up a little late and knocked on our side gate, and came into the yard obviously ready to party, wearing pool shorts and his shirt already off. I had never noticed before but he obviously worked out and was in good shape for his age. Pecks, the hint of a six-pack and strong arms. I was a little jealous with my "dad bod" (despite not being a dad!) but me, my wife, and a few of my friends had been knocking back the beers and the sun was out and we were having a good time. Mike dived into the pool after dropping off his case of beers and swam for a while. I sat back on a lounge chair and was chatting with my wife who was sun bathing.
"And then," she said, "Jennifer asked if I was going to... uh.. if I was going to..."
She had stopped mid-sentence and was staring at something and following her eyesight I instantly saw what it was. Mike was getting out of the pool slowly and his wet shorts were stuck right to his body... outlining what had to be the largest penis I've ever seen not on a porno... and bigger than plenty of those.
"Oh my..." escaped my wife's lips before she shook her head and finally broke her stare to talk to me.
"Uh... what was I talking about?" she said, and I could see her cheeks going red.
I found it harder to break my view. I'm not into guys but holy hell. I could see why he was so "cocky" now. We tried to laugh it off but I could tell sometimes when she went quiet she was thinking about it.
We'd had a good sex life to start with, but after 15 years of course the amount had declined. I'm about average in equipment, and like I said I had gone a little dad bod. I always knew that my wife had a thing for big dicks. Her favourite dildo was much bigger than mine and I used to love watching her fuck it, as much as she liked fucking it in front of me. Sort of embarrassing to admit but we also had a "toy" that was a bigger penis that I slipped mine into and she always came harder when I was using it. The night of the pool party Kelly was insatiable, I think deep down I knew why but I didn't admit it fully to myself, I thought maybe I was just putting in extra effort to distract her from Mr Tripod next door...
Ever since that pool party I felt tension between Kelly and Mike whenever they interacted. For Kelly's part it seemed like she would stay out longer talking to him than she ever had before, and Mike acted like he knew she had seen it (had he done it on purpose!) from the shit eating grin he would sometimes flash me when he saw me looking over at them talking. I swear once he even winked..
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One time I was in the living room watching TV when I saw out the front window that they were talking for quite a while... and sort of closer than I felt comfortable with. I couldn't hear what they were saying, even when I got closer to the window to watch. I just saw her smile, his cocky smile and her sort of flirty movements, putting her hand on his shoulder laughing at a joke. She finally turned around saying goodbye and Mike... slapped her gently on the ass as she left! What the fuck! She jumped a little like she was goosed and turned around and gave him what looked like a "Naughty boy" smile... but it didn't look like she hated it. I guess that was when the first pangs of jealousy started.
As my wife neared the front door I rushed back to the sofa to watch TV. I wasn't sure why I didn't want her to know what I had seen. I guess I just didn't want to open a can of worms... as she came in the front door and saw me she gave a little "Oh!" surprised sound but when I asked her what was up she just said that she was surprised I was home, she thought I was still at work.
"Nah, got of early," I said.
"Where you talking to someone just now? I thought I heard voices?" was as close as I could get to what I'd just seen.
