For a better understanding to Beth's evolution to being a hot wife, please read chapters 1-3.
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The next morning Beth woke up in a panic. "Oh my god, what have I done?" Robert will never forgive me. I cheated on him. I fucked Kurt and the trouble is, I really enjoyed it. I must have been temporally insane. I will have to make it up to him."
Robert was sleeping soundly next to Beth. During the night, he had kicked the covers off.
Beth looked at Robert's flaccid penis, laying across his thigh. Reaching out, she took it in her fingers and lifted it up. Robert did not stir. Lowering her head, Beth brought his cock up to her lips and slowly drew it in. As Beth gently sucked on Robert's cock, she could feel it starting to get hard.
Robert stirred, struggling to wake up. He was have this wonderful dream about a beautiful women giving him a blow job. Looking down, he see it actually happening. The beautiful woman was his own wife, Beth.
"I am so lucky," he thought. He felt the head of his cock sliding into Beth's throat. "What a scene that was last night. Beth was totally into fucking Kurt I really liked watching."
With that thought, Robert came with his semen spiting into Beth's mouth.
Beth lifted her head licking the last residue of creamy liquid from her lips.
With a contrite look on her face, Beth said, "honey, I am so sorry. I never met for things to get out of hand so quickly. All I wanted to do was to give Kurt a blow job, not actually fuck him. Can you ever forgive me?"
Robert replied, "Beth, there is nothing to forgive. I encouraged you to be more open and sensual. Fucking Kurt did not bother me after I saw how much pleasure he gave you."
Beth relaxed. Robert still loved her. She felt closer to him then ever.
A few months went by. They both realized that letting other men fuck Beth was not going to be an every time event, she would continue to dress provocatively and tease when the time was right.
There were many shopping trips. Beth soon obtained a large wardrobe of sexy clothes.
In their town, she stayed conservative most of the time. They saved their outside sexual activities times for trips to the metroplex.
One thing that they loved to do was flash truckers. Beth would dress up in next to nothing and they would cruise the freeways.
Robert would pull up next to a truck and Beth would get the drivers attention. She would smile and nibble on her finger. Unbuttoning her blouse, she would show her braless breasts and pinch her hard pointy nipples. By this time, she would have the trucker's full attention.
Flipping on her back, Beth would pull up her skirt and reveal that she had forgotten her panties. Sometimes, she would suck off Robert with her delectable ass pointed at the driver. More then one would motion for them to pull off the highway. They never did.
Other times they would go into a bar. Beth would go in first and Robert would follow. He sat and watched. If she got in real difficulty, she would text him to bail her out.
Strangers would buy her drinks and chat her up. Her skirts were always short. Most tops were low cut or see-thru. Most of the time, she did not wear a bra.
Beth would dance with some of them. During slow numbers, she would rub up against their torso's causing erections. The bolder ones would let their hands roam. Beth didn't seem to mind. In one darker club, she felt a hand slide between their bodies to caress her tits through her blouse. Flicking a button, his fingers slipped in and played with her breasts. It didn't take long before her nipples were rock hard.
Another time, Beth was sitting a the bar talking with a guy that had bought her a drink. She felt his hand reach out and rest on her leg. This was an evening that Beth had worn one of her shortest skirts. It had ridden up to the edge of her thong. His hand played with her bare leg seeking admittance to her inner thighs. As it moved higher, Beth finally reached down and pushed it away.
Robert, sitting close by, enjoyed watching Beth getting felt up. His cock was stiff as he imagined her fucking these strangers.
Beth was always totally aroused. Many of the men wanted to take her out to their cars or go to their rooms. She always deferred until that one night.
They had gone to a hotel with a bar. Beth wore a skirt that came down about four inches above her knees, a thin peasant type blouse and a thong.
Chuck was a mechanic. Mid '30's with lean type of physique. Beth was always attracted towards this type of man.
Chuck sat in a booth and gazed over everyone in the bar. Seeing Beth seated at the bar, he decided to buy her a drink. Walking over and seating himself next to Beth, his drink offer was accepted. He noticed her wedding rings, but did not see her husband anywhere.
Conversation ensued. Yes, she was married. Her husband in the hotel, but she wasn't sure if he was coming down. He had told just go have a drink and stay out of trouble.
They had a couple more drinks then the music started up. Chuck asked her to dance.
Beth moved into Chuck's arms and wrapped her hands around his shoulders. He put his hands around her waist and pulled her against his lean body.
Beth could feel his cock getting hard as they danced. His hands drifted down to her luscious ass and squeezed her tight cheeks. He whispered in her ear how sexy she was and she was the most gorgeous women he had met in a long time.
Robert had come into the bar and was watching from across the room.
Beth, finding herself really turned on by this stranger, leaned in and nibbled on his ear. Chuck reacted. He turned Beth's head and kissed her.
Beth returned the kiss, sucking on his tongue as it entered her mouth.
They broke apart and Chuck asked Beth if she would join him in his booth. Beth agreed. As she slid into the booth, her skirt rode up to expose her tiny thong. Already wet from her arousal, Chuck could see her pussy outlined in her underwear. Beth did move her hemline down, but it didn't go too far.
Chuck turned Beth's head and kissed her. As their tongues came together, the he reached down in between her thighs and caressed her hot flesh. His fingers moved higher until they encountered the gusset of her panties.
Beth was loosing control fast. She felt her hand being pulled down. He had unzipped and Beth grasped his hard cock. She massaged it with her fingers, longing to lean down and suck on it.
His fingers that were caressing Beth's pussy through her panties slipped underneath and protruded deep into Beth's vagina. Beth's orgasm shook her to her core.
"Let's go outside," he pleaded.
"I can't, my husband is here," Beth replied breathlessly.
As his fingers saw in and out of Beth's pussy, he whispered in her ear.
"He must like to watch. Look what we have done so far and he hasn't objected."
Beth's hand continued to pull and tug on Chuck's erection. It felt really good. "Maybe I can go outside for a while. Robert would be close by," she thought.
Reaching a lust driven decision, Beth agreed. She moved out of the booth. As she did, her skirt rose up to her waist delighting most of the men there.
They walked toward the back entrance. She was followed by her new lover and Robert. She hardly was 10 steps out onto the parking lot before Chuck caught up with her and they embraced. As he kissed her, Chuck's hand slipped inside her blouse and felt her breasts. Tugging at her nipples, he muttered in her ear.
"My car is right over there. Let's climb in and fuck.
