Tom showed up early Friday afternoon. I got a message telling me my wife called and to call home. When I got a chance, I took my break and went to the pay phone around the corner. As I shut the door, I realized I didn't have any change. So I would have to call collect.
When my wife accepted the charges and before the operator told me to go ahead. My wife said: "Tom's here and fucking me already."
The operator said: "Honey that sounds nice but I haven't connected your calling party yet. I will now and have fun."
I could hear what was said but I couldn't respond till the operator connected the link to the microphone on my end and she got off the line.
When she did, I told my wife: "You are the talk of the switch board. I didn't have any change and told the operator I was calling my wife. Having our number, she knows who we are and that you are fucking someone named Tom who is not me your husband. Plus, that I know you are doing it."
She started laughing and I asked her: "What's so funny?"
She composed her self and told me: "The summer before senior year I worked there on that switchboard."
I asked her: "How do you know it is the same switchboard?"
She said: "You are calling from the payphone around the corner from work right."
I told her: "Yes why?"
She said: "That phone goes through the switchboard on the next block over, that is where I worked. If the account was still in my maiden name. Sone one I worked with may remember me. A couple of the older women know my parents. They could still connect it to me if they research the history of the account."
I asked her: "What if that happens and your parents find out."
My wife told me: "The night before we got married my mother told me, 'You should use fantasies to keep the sex hot'. I will just tell her that is all that was and she can explain it to my father."
I asked her: "Why the call you could have explained Tom being there when I got home?"
She said: "Because I won't be here and I didn't want to just leave you a note. We are leaving early the other two will be here soon. Tom has arranged for us to go to a house party. Two rich white men heard about us and hired us to do a sex show. We will perform with each other and eight friends of Tom's. After that we will head to the club. By the way I decided on option three. So, tonight and Sunday I will be the madame selling my friends for sex. And as their madame I will get a cut. The normal cut is fifty-fifty, but I am taking only ten percent."
I told her: "Have fun, maybe you will like being a madame more than being a whore. See you Sunday night."
I heard Tom tell her: "I'm ready to cum. Do you want it in your pussy or in your mouth?"
My wife said to me: "Sweetheart hold on. Tom is about to feed me my lunch."
Then I heard Tom tell her: "Take it all don't spill any. That's it keep sucking. Here it cums."
I head him grunt a couple of times then he told her: "Open your mouth and show it to me. Good whore now swallow it. You really like eating my cum don't you."
She responded: "Yes, I love your cum and I love sucking and fucking your big black cock."
She got back on the line and told me: "I need to get ready to leave. See you when we get back Sunday night. I love you."
I had made arrangements to play golf Saturday morning with my friends Sandy and Ted. We went to high school to gether and try to get together at least once a month. They could tell my mind was not on golf and wanted to know what was up.
I told them: "My wife went away for the weekend with two of her friends."
Ted asked me: "What are you concerned she will cheat on you?"
I told him: "No they went to a woman's only spa. There are not even men on the staff."
Sandy then said: "She might try sex with women in a place like that."
Ted then commented: "Think she will share her new lesbian lover with you. Or at least let you watch them having girl on girl sex."
The rest of the round they kept teasing me with comments. At least they stopped when we were near others and in the club house.
We made plans to meet that night at a strip club in the next town. When I got there, I found them near the stage with one of the dancers at their table. My friends introduced me to the dancer.
Ted told me: "We were telling JoJo here about your wife's girls get away and what we think she will be doing.
She is more than willing to talk with us about it."