I always thought it was a safe bet to marry a Catholic girl. I believed I would never have to worry about her thinking of other men or messing around. But there I was, sitting in my car watching my wife of 7 years having some guy's full load empty into her mouth, run down her chin and drip into her cleavage. Heaven knows who he was. I'd never seen him before but she obviously knew him pretty well. It hadn't stopped at the blow job and facial, he was no doubt about to fuck her silly. As he reached up and ripped her panties off, I decided enough was enough. I switched my lights on, started the engine and gave the horn a push.
Sue jumped and looked straight over. It took her about 10 seconds to realise it was me. She said something to the guy and he shot off, like a rocket was up his arse. You may question why I never got out the car? Well, I'm not exactly the strongest guy in town and I could see this big guy ripping my head off like Sue's panties. My annoyance wasn't with him anyway, it was with her. I could clearly see she had removed her wedding ring.
"God did you see that Guy Andy!" She said with panic in her voice as she jumped into the car.
"I was just waiting there for you to collect me and he comes over and put his hand right up my skirt!" She lied.
"Why didn't you get out and do something? He was about to Rape me Andy, what kind of man are you?" She said, looking at me and waiting for an answer.
"I've been here for 15 minutes." I watched her absorb that one and then said, "You have spunk in your hair, on your tits and your wedding ring must have fallen off whilst you were wanking that guy off." Now I watched her eyes well up and the tears full down her face. She was fairly drunk and the realisation of what she'd done was very quickly sinking in and sobering her up.
I refused to even acknowledge she was talking to me. She was pleading for forgiveness, saying she was drunk and it wouldn't have gone any further. Apparently, it was the only time she'd ever done anything like this. Eventually, I guess she thought I believed her and she calmed down a bit. Still, I said nothing, I just drove straight home.
Once in the house, I started to pack my bag.
"Andy, what are you doing?" She asked. "Did you not hear me in the car?"
"Where are you going? ... Andy?" There was some desperation in her voice now.
I was ready to talk and gently explained that I could not live with a whore and I was moving out. I was happy to support her financially until our kids were 18, then she wouldn't get another penny from me. As the kids were already 16 & 17 , this wasn't a huge commitment. Sue was begging now, she was really pleading with me to stay and talk.
"There must be a way to sort this Andy, please?"
So I explained, "Sue, I just watch you swallow another man's cum. You let him spunk in your mouth, tits, face and hair. You then let him rip your panties off. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have let him fuck every hole you had left.
"Now, exactly how do you think we're going to sort that out, hey?" I asked whilst zipping up my bag.
"I will make it up to you, I'll do anything, anything you want. Come on lets go to bed, you can do what you want with me!" Most men would have thought this as a half decent offer. Me, well I thought I pretty much used her as I wanted already. Sue was happy to do pretty much anything. We actually had quite an active sex life. And although my cock is only average size, I have quite excellent stamina. In fact, I can basically fuck for hours without spilling my load and only normally cum once I'm in Sue's tight arse. Normally, Sue has cum at least once or twice by this time.
"Sue, what was wrong? Why did you have to look for another cock to fuck? I thought we were good in bed and I've always made sure you finished first. That's more than you can say for the guy who covered your face tonight." I questioned.
"And what exactly are you offering me here now? Dirty seconds? You have nothing to offer me now slut!" As I said this, there was a look of fear in her eyes.
I continued, "Until you've sat and watched the one you love having sex with a new partner, you'll never going to know what I'm felling right now!" I yelled.
"Ok, we'll do that," she said. "I will watch you with someone and then we're equal." And with that shocking statement, she shot out the room. Sue very soon rushed back in with the local newspaper.
"I will call one of these visiting girls and arrange for one now. You can do what you like whilst I sit here and be humiliated." Sue was now flicking through the paper with one hand whilst holding the phone ready in the other.
"Ok, ok, what do you fancy, mature blonde ...err, young redhead, Asian, Black? God there's loads here .. Look, you chose." And with that she brought the paper to me.
"Juliet," I said very slowly.
"What ... Juliet who?" Sue questioned.
"Juliet ... Juliet your sister. You want to feel real humiliation. You want to feel like I feel right now, then it's Juliet or no one. I don't want to fuck no dirty hooker. You get Juliet here now, tonight and we're quits."
Now Juliet was a very good looking 40 something redhead. A nice shapely figure with decent size tits. Sue was well aware of my infatuation with Juliet. In fact, we had done a couple of role play fantasies in bed where I'd take Juliet's anal cherry and finish off coming over Sue's face but shouting Juliet's name. As I fucked her she would call out, "Not my bum hole it's dirty, please no ones ever done this!" We often had these role-play sessions and just as often I would be Nick, Juliet's husband, and Sue would be shouting for Nick to fuck her nasty little arse.
"Andy, I can't ask Juliet ... Andy, she's my sister, she's a devoted wife and catholic."
"And so were you, so I thought," I snapped back. "Well ok, I'm off then," I said calmly.
"Andy, hang on, there must be someone ... How about Lucy? She'll do it," Sue offered.
"Juliet and only Juliet. You call her, call her now and sort it. Make her do it. Sort it right now, you have an hour, I'm going to the pub. When I get back I want Juliet here and dressed to kill" I demanded.
With that, I left. Mind you, I only went to the Garage where I had plenty of beer and a small office. I downed a couple of Guinness and started to browse my favourite porn sites. There was no way she'd get Juliet here but I'd let her worry for a while and then perhaps I could settle for Lucy. Lucy was a babe in every detail and I'd be quite happy to fuck her as a solution.
All the sex talk had made me hard as hell. I viewed all the saved pictures I had of woman who resembled Juliet on my PC but were being fucked or stripping off. To help me cum I thought I'd even call one of those one-to-one sex lines. I picked up the phone but it was already ringing.
"Hello," it was Juliet. You couldn't mistake her over-the-top false posh accent. She really did think she was the queen sometimes.
"Jules, it's Sue."
"Oh, Hello sweetie, what's wrong it's nearly midnight, Nick and I were just going to bed?" Juliet asked.
"I need your help, I've really screwed up bad and you're the only one who can help me, it's desperate." Sue was crying again.
"Oh my Darling, what could be that bad honey?" Darling, Honey, Sweetie ... fuck me she's was getting worse. She really thought she was something special.
"I got drunk tonight after work with the girls and Andy came to pick me up ...he caught me with a guy and now he's going to leave me and the kids and he's serious and he's packed a bag and all and..." Sue was nearly hysterical now, but I felt she was playing it up very well.
"Darling, darling, calm down ... oh my, that's a lot to take in. You'll have to stop him Sue, you can't let him leave. You do know it will actually kill Mother if she hears you two have split up."
Juliet was right. Their mother had been quite ill and this could finish her off. Sometimes I thought she was more catholic than the Pope himself. The thought of her Daughter being a one parent family would shame her to an early grave.
"Sweetie, lets sort this out ... do you want me to come over?" Juliet was coming over! Wow, that's a start.
"Yes, please come, but Juliet, I need more from you than that. I need something very special." Sue was actually going to ask her sister.
"What Sue, what special thing have I got?" Juliet sounded a little apprehensive now.
"Andy caught me sucking another man's cock, I let the guy spunk in my mouth, face and hair. I then let him put his hand up my skirt, rip off my knickers and fuck me." She lied.
"STOP! ... Oh, Sue please stop. Don't use such fowl language. You sound like a street woman!" Juliet said in a disgusting tone.
"Well, that's how I acted and Andy saw it all." Sue cried.
"There must be a way to put this right Sue. For you, the kids and poor Mother?"
"There is ... Andy wants me to watch him fuck someone else's cunt so that I feel the same way he does."
"Sue, please do not use the F or C word, there's no need for it. Now, that actually seems quite reasonable to me. Why don't you agree with it?" She asked.
"I have," Sue replied. "And that's where you come in ..."
"Never..., no, no, never, never, never ... I'm sorry Sue, that's not the sort of thing you ask your sister to be involved in. No, never, I'm sorry, you'll have to find someone else. What about your friend Lucy, she's hardly going to say no, we all know what she's like!"
Juliet was right. Lucy was virtually a whore. Fucking and sucking rich fella's all the time and then swan around in the new clothes and cars they bought her.
Sue just continued, "Thing is Juliet, Andy has demanded it is you and you only ... He knows about you and Brad ... and he's so upset I'm worried he'll actually tell mum himself about you and me."
I didn't know anything about Juliet and Brad. Brad was Juliet's old boss. She had left the position quickly but she was married to Nick at the time. So, whatever, went on, was obviously not meant to be public knowledge.