I was sitting alone at the bar of my Boston hotel having a drink and mulling over the events of the past few days. I could not believe that Sue and I had actually planned and executed her affair with Paul, a mutual friend. With my encouragement, Sue had seduced, fucked, and spent the night with Paul (See Ch. 01). I was trying to get my head straight on how I felt about my wife fucking another man. On one hand I was incredibly turned on about Sue fucking Paul and then telling me, over the phone, all the details. On the other I was very worried about the real threat of loosing her. I was tempted to call this three-week business trip to a halt and hurry back home to California and reclaim my wife.
I had eaten dinner and was having a drink or two to smooth off the rough edges of my emotions before I talked to Sue later that evening. She was going to call me when she got off work. We were going to have a 'heart to heart' about this dangerous but exciting turn of events in our lives. I finished my drink and went up to my room in anticipation of Sue's call. The phone rang when I was right in the middle of organizing in my mind what I was going to say to her. In my haste to pick the phone up I almost dropped it.
It was Sue and the first thing she said to me was, "I love you!" And "Don't get mad at me, but....." At these words I felt a shot of adrenalin shoot though my body and my mouth went dry. I shut my eyes and said, "What?" I hated conversations that started like this because I could only imagine the worse. Sue went on to tell me that she had gone out with Paul again. Sue started to cry and she went on to say, "I feel like such a slut. I can't say no to Paul." My voice almost squeaked when I asked her to explain. Had Paul hurt her? Did she want me to come home? I told her I could be on the next flight out of Boston. I asked Sue if our marriage was in danger and was I going to loose her?
Sue answered in a rush, " No! Paul did not hurt me. I like doing what he tells me to do. No! Our marriage is not in danger. I love you more than ever. No! Please don't come home early. The only reason I can do this affair thing is because you are away from home. If you were here I couldn't go out with Paul and I do want to fuck him somemore."
With these reassurances I asked, "So why the tears and why would I get mad at you? We did, after all, plan this together." Sue got quite for a long moment and said in her little girl voice, "Because Paul made me fuck another man."
This was big news. It was my turn to pause for moment. Was I mad? Sue having an affair with Paul was one thing but her fucking others had not entered my mind. "No." I whispered. "I'm not mad. I'm excited. My dick is hard. I need to hear all the details. Please start from the beginning. Don't leave anything out."
Sue said that she had gotten a call from Paul at work. He told her to meet him at his house by six and to wear a dress that showed a lot of cleavage. He went on to tell her to be sure to where a bra and panties, high heal sandals and no stockings. She said that Paul was not asking her to do this. He was ordering her to do it. He then hung up before she could say anything. There was no question in her mind that she would do exactly as he said.
When she got home from work she started to prepare for the evening with Paul. She was in a constant state of arousal and her pussy was starting to leak. She showered, did her hair, makeup, and put perfume not only behind her ears, but also on her large hanging breasts and then between the cheeks of her ass. She then slipped on black thong panties, and a black lacy bra that pushed her tits together. Sue then put on a short black dress that was cut low in front. She put on a pair of open-toed high heals that strapped around her ankles and inserted large hoped earrings in her pierced ears. Sue stood back and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Her short black hair really set her face and earrings off. She looked hot! If Paul wanted cleavage, Paul would get cleavage. She was ready to do anything and the thought of telling me all the details afterwards was making her hot!
Sue then rushed out of our house, got in the car, and hurried over to Paul's house. She did not want to be late and she found herself out of breath, ringing his doorbell with just a minute to spare. Paul let her in, embraced and kissed her on the lips. He then stood back and told her that he wanted to have a good look at her. He made her turn around and then told her to take her dress off so that he could see her bra and panties.