She Finally Did It

Lori was running late for work, her heels clacking against the hardwood floor as she rushed around the kitchen, grabbing her bag and keys. Her husband, Bill, sat at the table, sipping his coffee, his eyes barely lifting from his laptop in front of him. She yelled over her shoulder, "I'm leaving! And don't forget, I have that work thing tonight so you're on your own for dinner!"

He barely looked up. "What thing?"

"The going-away party for Jerry!" she called back, already halfway out the door.

"Who," he replied, his voice trailing off as the door slammed shut. "What time are you gonna be home?" he basically said to himself, knowing she couldn't hear him. She was usually home from those things no later than eight or eight-thirty. He'd wait up, so he settled in a turned on a game.

Bill had fallen asleep in his chair when he got up he looked at his phone, there were no missed calls, and it was going on ten. He had to work in the morning, so he shrugged and muttered, "I'm going to bed." He climbed in and drifted off to sleep, the house silent except for the hum of the ceiling fan.

Sometime later, the sound of the bedroom door creaking open jolted him awake. He blinked, disoriented, as the faint scent of alcohol and perfume filled the room. "Lori?" he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

"Sorry were you asleep," she giggled, her words slurred slightly as she stumbled into the room. She flicked on the bedside lamp, and Bill squinted against the sudden light. He looked at his phone--1:45 AM.

"Where have you been?" he asked, sitting up, he was obviously upset.

"We were at the bar, and time got away from us," she said, her tone casual, as if being out until nearly 2 AM was no big deal. She swayed slightly, her skirt looked looked wrinkled, her hair was in a ponytail. "I gotta go brush my teeth," she added, heading toward the bathroom.

Bill frowned, annoyed, but he was too tired to argue. He rolled over, his back to her, and tried to go back to sleep. A few minutes later, he felt Lori crawl in bed and she moved close to him, her body cool against his, she draped an arm over his waist. Her hand slid down, her fingers gently brushing against his growing erection.

"Do you know that fantasy you talk to me about when we're making love?" she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

Bills eyes opened suddenly "huh which one are you talking about" he said, his voice cracked.

"Well let's see if you can guess, roll over," she instructed, her tone firm but teasing. He obeyed, turning to face her. She took his cock out and slowly began stroking him. "What the one fantasy you've asked me to do for years," Bill was in a daze he's never seen her like this in their 25 year marriage, he couldn't answer her. She grabbed his hand and slowly placed it between her legs, Bill could feel her panties were wet, "Is this what you wanted?" she whispered her eyes locked with his.

Bills heart pounded as she put his hand inside her panties his finger slipping inside her freshly shaved pussy, it felt swollen, very warm and wet. His mind raced, trying to process what was happening. "Is this for real?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lori looked him straight in the eyes, her expression serious. "It couldn't be more real."

In the dim light, Bill noticed faint red marks on her breasts, and his stomach flipped. "What are those?" he asked, his voice tight.

She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "That's where he sucked on them, if you go down a little further there might a couple by my pussy.. he sucked on that too," she whispered, her voice sending a shiver down his spine. She continued slowly stroking him when she told him "We were all dancing having fun when he followed me outside to cool off, he grabbed me and kissed me grabbing my ass pulling me closer to him, I could feel how hard he was, I wanted to stop him, but I was so horny, I couldn't. He ended up fucking me in my car." She paused, her breath catching. "I only did this because you said it's what you wanted."

Bill swallowed hard, his mind reeling. "I can't believe this is happening," he said, his voice trembling.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked, her eyes searching his.

"I'm so turned on, I don't know what to think," he admitted, his cock throbbing with need. "But I need to be inside you."

"You need to be gentle," she warned, her voice soft. "I'm a little sore, but I need you to make love to me now."

Bill hesitated, his brain firing off questions faster than he could ask them. "Who was it? Did he--"

Lori pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. "Shh. No more questions," she said firmly. "I'm not going to tell you who I was with, but I'll tell you he's been trying to fuck me for along time, and tonight he said and did all the right things to get in my panties. The thought of you and your fantasies came to me while we were dancing...me fuckin someone so I finally went through with it."

Bill nodded not saying a word, his heart racing as he positioned himself between her legs. He pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance, he pushed in slowly, the sensation was overwhelming she wasn't just wet, her pussy was slick and open. "Honey, did you let him cum inside you?" he asked, his voice strained.

Lori lifted her head, her lips brushing his ear. "I told him to," she whispered.

With a groan, Bill pushed her knees to her chest plunging all the way in, the heat inside of her was driving him wild. He couldn't hold back, and within moments, he was cumming deep inside her, his hips jerking as he came hard. The thought of another man's cum mixing with his own inside her sent a thrill through him, and he collapsed beside her, breathing heavily.

They cleaned up in silence, the air between them heavy with unspoken words. Bill glanced at her, and his cock twitched, already stirring again, "was he bigger then me." She shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "No more," she said softly. "I need to go to sleep."

The next morning Lori got up late, she was hung over but had to get to work. Bill tried to talk to her she gave him a quick kiss, he could taste the stale alcohol on her breath she told him they'd talk later. When Bill got to work he couldn't focus on anything, he had to call her, his voice tight with tension. "Lori honey, I've been going crazy today thinking about last night, I need to know who you were with."

She sighed, her tone patient but firm. "Bill, it was a one-time thing. He knows that. I did it for you, Im not saying I didn't want to do it or I didn't like it, but I would've never had done this if I didn't think you'd like it too."

He smiled, despite the whirlwind of emotions in his chest. "Ok Lori, I love you," he said, his voice thick.

"I love you too, I'll see you when we get home..bye." she replied, the line crackling with static before she hung up.

Bill stared at his phone, his mind racing. He couldn't shake the image in his mind of her in the car with another man between her legs, never in a million years did he think that she was capable of doing that.