My husband was a cheater and I knew this. That's why every month I took myself to the clinic and got myself checked for STD's. It had been a few years ago before we got married but a girl can never be too careful and I made him get checked regularly as well. Though he cheated on me, I knew it was because he couldn't get enough sex. He couldn't say no. He was a good looking man and women were hitting on him all the time. It had been before we got married and we went to counseling and I never brought it up again but we did sign a prenup. If he cheated, I got virtually everything and with his family money, that was a good bit. But to avoid this, I never told him no and I made sure things were always spiced up by doing anything he wanted to try and even bringing women into our bed occasionally -- I was very open minded. I enjoyed it and so far it had worked out well for us.
At the clinic is where I ran into Sandy. She's the instructor at the stripper classes I was taking. She was awesome. One of the nicest people I had ever met, fun and absolutely gorgeous. I was a little jealous even though I never hurt for attention either. We were walking out of different offices and ran into each other in the hall. I felt awkward but it didn't seem to bother her so it put me a little at ease. After talking for a few minutes she suggested we grab lunch together and maybe down a few margaritas. It sounded perfect to me.
At lunch she explained that she was very, very active sexually. Possibly borderline sex addict. She didn't grab random men off the street to have sex with them, but she wasn't above having sex with someone she just met either. Usually she was safe, but occasionally she wasn't prepared for an encounter. Because of this she got checked every month. I thought I was open minded but apparently there was nothing this girl wouldn't try I soon found out when she was telling me some of the things she's done. I was a little surprised, since she was the most innocent looking person you would meet. She had big blue eyes that when they looked up at you, said she was naïve and innocent. I jokingly suggested we car pool every month. She seemed completely at ease telling me this very personal stuff about her so I told her why I went. Surprising myself I admitted that the worst part is wondering when he would cheat again. I was realistic and figured it was coming but I didn't know when. Part of my open mindedness was that if there was someone he met that he wanted to have sex with he came to me before he slept with her and I got to watch. It could be out in the open where she knew or he videoed it and I watched after. Like I said, I'm very open minded and I loved him that much.
"Why don't you test him and see if he'll cheat. Maybe he'll surprise you and not do it, and if he does, you're not waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's a win, win situation." Oddly, it made complete sense. Having quite a few drinks, we hatched a plan together. By the time I headed home, I was very excited to put this plan in action and very turned on. Tomorrow would be the day to see how my man behaved when the gorgeous Sandy came on to him and didn't take no for an answer.
The next morning Brad went to work as normal. I found myself hoping that the man failed the little test that I had in place for his fidelity. Last night we found an internet ad of his online for the car dealership he worked at and she made arrangements to be up there to test drive some cars today. After meeting Brad, we got together for more drinks and she let me know how it went. I had desperately wanted to watch but couldn't chance being seen.
They went out on a test drive and she flirted shamelessly with him the whole time. Before heading back to the dealership she asked if he wanted to grab a bite to eat together while they discussed her car options and he agreed. That's when she turned up the heat. Getting back into the car she just stretched across her seat and kissed him. He didn't stop until her she was undoing his belt and buttons to her jeans. He stopped telling her he couldn't do it because he was married. When she told him HE wasn't doing anything and it was just HER that wanted to suck on his hard cock, he gave in. From there she apparently straddled him in his seat, grinding her pantiless crotch against him until he again half-heartedly protested. She suggested that maybe he could put just the head of his cock in her, so she could feel it while she masturbated. She just needed a little help to cum. That was certainly ok wasn't it? He agreed and the head was soon snuggled into her while she masturbated. Except that wasn't good enough. Soon she was inching her way lower and lower on to his erection and she never heard another protest. Soon he was buried in to her wet, eager walls riding him like there was no tomorrow. She thanked me since he did help her cum and it was one of her best ones ever. A bonus was that while she was riding up and down on him, he managed to cum too. They both had a great time and I was the one to thank.
Since he slept with her like I knew he would, it meant that we would be putting phase 2 into play. But that wouldn't be till the following day when she would call and beg him to come by her house because she couldn't quit thinking about her. Of course he would.
