"Relax, Sweetheart. I am not mad at you. There is 'no need' to cry, Cathy." I whispered. "Let's get upstairs to bed. OK?" I softly said.
I held my Sweetheart tenderly and kissed her lips with all the love in my heart, as she is the most valuable treasure in my life. No matter what, I was intending to forgive her. I know in my heart, that I could NEVER live without her, Cathy was the true love of my life. Even if she played the slut tonight.
"OK, Steve, I love you so much. I am so sorry Steve. I will tell you everything. Please don't be mad. Please don't divorce me, Honey. Please, Honey, I am so sorry, Please forgive me, Honey. I love only you, Steve. I promise." Cathy cries drunkenly slurring her confused words.
"Come on upstairs Honey, and we will get you undressed for bed, Don't worry, Sweetheart, I will never divorce you, You are stuck with me forever," I whisper with a loving smile, as my heart completely breaks.
I still feel like my worst nightmare had come to life, that my reason for living was either going away or gone. I have NEVER been so shaken in my life.
I lock the front door and turn off the lights downstairs then guide my drunk wife up the stairs to the bedroom, wondering how she managed to drive home. Why, oh why had she done this to us? It looks like I have lost everything important in my life tonight from the looks of my wife.
We both go into the bathroom together and brush our teeth, taking turns using the toilet to whiz. Then I help undress my beautiful wife taking off her unevenly buttoned blouse and kissing her breasts, I notice a big hickey on her left breast, and kiss it gently with all the love and affection left in my breaking heart.
When I bend down to take off her skirt. I am hit with the powerful odor of fresh semen flowing down her thighs, as I carefully remove and fold her skirt putting it on the bedroom chair. I am completely crushed by the actions tonight, of my formerly loyal and faithful wife.
We climb into bed naked and hold each other, leaving on the soft light from my bedside lamp, so we can see each other's eyes.
We lay, facing each other naked under the sheet and thin blanket. I hold her tenderly in my arms, protectively around her, to help us both feel safe and secure. Cathy takes hold of my cock with one warm hand and holds my balls with the other warm hand.
Cathy looks worried or sad or guilty or something, I really don't know what. My heart is breaking, as I fear the worst news. As long as she still loves me, I intend to forgive her, if I possibly can, no matter what she has done. I love Cathy with all my heart, and I know in my heart, that I can not live without her.
"Tell me what happened Sweetheart. Tell me everything, please. Why do you feel so bad? What happened to your bra and panties? Tell me everything, Sweetheart. Please, I won't be mad, please be completely truthful. I will still love you after you tell me everything." I whisper lovingly,
"Steve, I am so sorry. I didn't intend to let everything that happened, happen tonight. Everything started normal, us 5 girls sitting around talking, giggling, and sipping our drinks. Then Kimberly handed out some pills, one for each of us to take, She said it would help us all have more fun tonight." Cathy whispered through her tears.
"Honey, please don't take pills when you go out. But it is 'OK' Honey, whatever happened it will be 'OK', I will still love you and forgive you. Please, just tell me everything," I whisper.
"Thank You, Sweetheart, that helps me to feel so much better about what I have to tell you." (Cathy pauses for a moment before continuing) "When the music started and the guys started asking us all to dance. I kept saying 'No' but it wasn't very long until I was sitting all by myself and everyone else was dancing," Cathy whispered giggling drunkenly.
"Now these are the gals that are all from your work, right? Aren't they all married also?" I ask.
"Yes, they are all from work, and yes they are all married unless it is Friday Night at 'girl's night out' when they might lose their bra or panties out in the parking lot with some black man," Cathy giggles drunkenly slurring her words,
"It is 'OK', go ahead, please tell me everything, Sweetheart. Don't worry, I will still love you whatever you did, and whatever happened. It is 'OK' just please tell me the truth about everything that happened tonight. Did someone fuck you, tonight?" I whispered,
"I am so sorry Honey, Please, let me tell you how it all happened, I will get to that part in a moment. OK? I didn't mean to let things get so carried away. But I promise to tell you everything, completely. Even if you want to divorce me or throw me out after I tell you the truth about everything that happened tonight." Cathy cries sadly.
"OK, Sweetheart, please continue with what happened, and don't worry, I will never throw you out or divorce you, EVER," I whispered.
"Thank You Honey, so this table of young black men, that was near us, kept asking all of us girls at our table to dance. It wasn't long before I was the only one left sitting at our table while the other gals were all dancing and flirting with different men, but then I think that pill suddenly started to make me feel more alive and ready to party!" Cathy tells me.
"The girls finally returned and kept telling me that I should take my bra off, so that all the men there, would buy us more free drinks. For some reason that suddenly seemed like a good idea, since I am the only really busty woman in our group. I don't know why, but it just seemed to make sense at the time." Cathy giggles still slurring her words.
"I don't think that your work friends are really friends at all. It really sounds like they were just trying to get you in trouble, Honey. Getting you all drunk and drugged up." I said.
"You may be right Honey, because I finally agreed with their pleas and went to the ladies' room and removed my bra. When I came out, it felt like EVERYONE was looking at me. I know the Black Men at the next table sure did. It felt both so amazingly exciting and so scandalous to set my big breasts free in public like that!" Cathy coos.
"Then, I realized how good it felt when all the men smiled at me and admired my bouncing breasts. Sure enough, after I lost my bra, the free drinks started coming to our table, plus more shots of this and shots of that. It was hard to drink them as fast as they came to the table!" Cathy giggles.
"During the slow dances, men kept putting their hands under my blouse to feel up my bare breasts, and their hands felt so good Honey, I am so sorry, Steve, but you know how I am when my breasts are touched. They were getting me so aroused and so horny," Cathy confessed.
"Then, during the fast dances, my breasts kept trying to escape from my blouse. My buttons kept coming loose and my big breasts kept trying to escape to cheers from all the men watching me. Finally, the buttons all gave way, my blouse opened up and my big bare breasts were set free and completely exposed." Cathy said excitedly.
"Steve, I was so embarrassed, at first., until all the men smiled, cheered, and applauded me because my breasts were bare and hanging completely out so everyone could see them. I quickly loved the attention, I never felt so sexy, desired, attractive, and wanted ever before. I loved being the center of attention for all those horny men," Cathy confessed.
"Steve, you know that I have always been the skinny, flat-chested, 'Tom Boy', when I was younger, no one ever even bothered to look at me then. But now I have Double E breasts and now I love men to look at my big breasts. Oh, Honey, I loved it." Cathy giggles.
"Really, Honey?" I gasped.
"Steve, I love to show my breasts off now! I want to be a topless dancer out in Sunnyvale now, and show my bare breasts off to strange men every day, all the time! Would that be 'OK' with you Honey? I loved the feeling of their eyes on my naked bare breasts. I felt so amazing, so wanted, so sexy, so powerful, and even more desired than ever before," Cathy whispers with a giggle.
I felt betrayed and shocked, my busty wife went out and bared her beautiful breasts for dozens if not hundreds of strange men. I am afraid of what else she is going to confess next!
"Since, it seemed that all the men were telling me how pretty my breasts were, I just left them out while I danced, slow or fast. No one complained to me about my unbuttoned blouse, or that my bare breasts were showing too much or anything!" Cathy whispers softly.