Susan takes up the story
As soon as I read Nigel's letter I ring Penny asking her what the hell she's doing talking to Nigel behind my back.
"You're supposed to be my friend", I say. "Nigel says you've told him all about Darren. It's got me thinking. It wasn't Nigel who got you to persuade me to fuck Rodger by any chance was it? Tell me the truth."
"Er, well, not really. He contacted me about some photos he'd found of the two of you. He was curious and also a bit turned on I think." Penny says. I can tell she's thinking fast, she knows I'm angry and is trying to smooth things over with me. She always was a scheming bitch. She'd be able to run rings around Nigel, that's for sure.
"And I suppose it's just pure coincidence that straight after that conversation you're round here telling me to do the dirty with his boss?"
"Anyway Susan, let's not fall out." Penny says. "Are you still intent on going round to Rodger's to lose your anal virginity? And did you know Nigel's been taking your panties from the bedroom and wearing them?"
I know straight away that Penny is deliberately changing the subject to make me forget what I'd asked her. But her second question takes me completely by surprise.
"Wearing my panties? Whatever for?" I say loudly.
"Er, well, I don't know, he, er, told me in confidence. Please don't mention it to him. You won't will you?" Penny is normally brimming over with confidence so I was suspicious of her faltering replies. I'd need to see if I could get the truth out of Nigel. He's not good at lying.
"Listen Penny, I'll talk to you again after I've spoken to Nigel. But I'm not happy about all this going behind my back. Bye for now." I press the red button on my mobile to cut off her reply.
When Nigel gets home from work later that day I sit down with him on our settee and manage to gradually wheedle the whole dirty story out of him including him staring out of our bedroom window through binoculars at our next door neighbour. This makes me laugh but I'm rather annoyed about the sex of a sort he's been up to with my so called friend. I slap him across the face and I can tell he's on the verge of tears.
I realise he will do anything I say.
"Nigel?" I say. "I'm going to spank your bare bum and it's going to hurt. But when it's over with I'm willing to forget the whole thing. Any emails or conversations you have with Penny in future you will tell me all about. Is that clear?"
"Yes Susan, I promise I will." He blurts out.
He lays across my knee like a child and I give him twenty hard slaps with my bare hand, ten on each cheek. There are one or two tears but I can tell Nigel is hoping I can't see them.
The next night I ignore Nigel's pleading and drive round to Rodger's house. I was fearful about what was to come.
I survive it. Afterwards I return home to my husband.
When I push open the door Nigel is standing there looking quite worried. I smile at him. I reach up my skirt and pull my panties off. I hand them to him and he sees his boss's spunk in them, but not in the front in the back. I grin again, "Put these in the washing basket, and then come up to bed. I've got quite a story to tell you," I kiss him on the lips, and we smile at each other.
Nigel looks concerned, as he watches his wife wince a little as I walk up the stairs a little carefully. I get into bed and wait for him.
"Does it really hurt?"
"Not as much as it did when he was fucking me. But don't worry, I'll be okay after a good night's sleep."
He gets in next to me and I reach for his cock.
"Wow, what's that?" He says.
I chuckle, and continue stretching my worn, warm stocking over his cock, until the toe seam lines up with his hole and the rest is pulled under his balls.
"Just my stocking, I thought you might like the feel of something silky and smooth on your cock, as I play with you while I'm telling you what happened."
He grins and turns the light out. I cuddle into him and start telling him what happened as I very slowly start rubbing his cock through the stocking.
At Rodger's house...
"Well here you are Susan. I must admit I didn't expect you to turn up, are you that desperate to pay off your debts?"
"You really are a bastard."
"Yes, a rich bastard, and you really are a slut...my slut. Oh don't look so sad. You paid for your husband's promotion and you're getting paid for this. You know I was quite shocked by your enthusiasm with those two guys the other day in the hotel. Don't tell me that was all an act. Oh tears Susan?!"
"I don't believe for one minute having a cock up you, any cock, not just your husband's doesn't excite you, and I've seen just how much Nigel enjoys seeing his wife whore herself."
He grabs me and pulls me across his knees with little effort. He pulls my skirt up and wrenches my panties to one side. He spits on his finger and I feel the wet finger tip slowly making circles round my asshole.
"If only Nigel were here to see this, would you like that?"
"No, and stop talking about him."
"Why? I bet he's at home now thinking about us. Maybe he's pulling his little dick right now."
A stab of pain shoots through me as Rodger's finger forces it's way into my ass right up to the knuckle!
"OOUCCHHH! For God's sake go easy."
His left hand crashes down on my ass cheek as he finger fucks my tight hole. He chuckles a little, and then I feel a second finger deep in my ass too!
"You really are tight, I'm so glad. Just wait until my cock is fucking you, you won't be able to muffle the screams then."
I grunt and groan as his fingers begin to get faster. He laughs again as my grunts turn into little screams. I can feel every inch of his two fat fingers in my tight ass. He wriggles them around opening me up deep inside.
