After meeting with Crystal, I figured it was the perfect time to start calling the ten married men that had screwed my Brooke. I started with William Starling, a vice-president at the company, who's been married for 10 years and has three kids. I figured since he had a lot to lose if his wife left him, he would be an easy mark, and he was. As soon as I told him who I was on the phone he knew what I was going to be talking about when we met. Without going into details, within five minutes of meeting him, he paid me a cool $25,000 straight from the safe in his house. I left him a copy of the tape, and headed off to meet the rest of my next victims.
The next three married management types, who's names aren't that important, paid me $10,000 each, bringing my bank account total to an impressive $55,000. Just thinking about the money got me hard and I decided to stop at my gym and clean up, as I still smelt of sex with Crystal. After a shower and a change of clothes from my suitcase that was still in my trunk I headed home to Brooke. I wonder what other perks I may get out of my gangbang slut wife. I knew I'd think of something, or someone to spice up sex with my wife.
I got home shortly after five and could smell diner cooking in the kitchen. With what she did on the weekend, I was not surprised to see she had cooked my favourite diner, and had my favourite beer stockpiled in the frig. She was doing dishes and seemed preoccupied when I entered the kitchen and grabbed an ice cold beer. She only jumped and turned when the frig door closed and the sound of my beer being opened snapped her back to the present.
"Are we expecting guests, or have I forgot our anniversary?" I said, though knowing exactly why I had a special meal waiting for me.
"I missed you and since you missed the party this weekend, I thought I would make you a special welcome home meal." Brooke said, but I could hear her fear/guilt in her voice.
I figured it might be fun to play with her for awhile, maybe even let her think she's not going to get caught, then bust her with it later.
"So how was the party Brooke? I hope you didn't drink and drive?" I said, knowing this would make her squirm.
"The party was fine... Fine... Just like always, nothing special happened....just the usual people. I hardly drank at all... and since you weren't there I came home early and watched a movie." Her speech was broken and nervous.
I would have to be in a coma not to realise something happened at the party, but decided to continue having fun with her. I was about to continue with my cat and mouse game when the phone rang. Brooke was so desperate to escape my questions for a minute that she jumped to answer it.
"Hello{pause}oh hell Tammy, how are you? {pause} I'm good and so is Brad {pause} Hold on I'll ask him if it is ok." Brooke covers up the mouth piece with her hand and looks over at me.
"My sister Tammy is in town and was going to stay at a hotel, but if it's ok with you I thought she could stay with us. What do you think Brad?" she says to me
I figure she thinks her sister will distract me from her little secret, and I almost said no, but remembered what Tammy looked like and a new idea came to mind.
"Sure honey, it would be great to see her again. She can stay as long as she wants." I said, before grabbing my beer and heading out of the Kitchen, leaving Brooke to talk to her sister.
I sat down on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. I checked out some sport scores, but quickly found myself daydreaming about Tammy. She's Brooke's youngest sister, and is currently travelling to find herself before going to University. She's always been very athletic, skiing, swimming, running, and anything else that keeps her outside. Her body is amazing and on more than one occasion I fucked Brooke, and pretended I was fucking Tammy. She has a perfect set of 36 C tits, and a tight little ass that I would just love to hear my balls slapping off as I screw her doggie style. Her hair is blonde, real blonde, no bottle job, and her eyes are blue like the sky. I get hard when she just smiles at me. If I knew Brooke wasn't going to come and get me for diner soon, I would have wiped my dick out and jerked off to the thought of Tammy.
"Brad, diners ready, turn off the TV and come and eat.". Brooke said from the kitchen.
Diner went by quickly as neither of us really wanted to talk. She was afraid to say anything that might bring up the party, and I was too busy thinking about Tammy coming over.
"So when is Tammy coming over Brooke?"
"Later, she's meeting up with some friends for drinks, then she's heading her."
"Should I wait up for her, and where will she be sleeping?"