When our neighbour Sally caught her husband, Geoff and my wife Ann having sex in their new conservatory all hell broke loose.
She went crazy and soon everyone knew about the affair; her 19 year old teenage daughter Chelsea, our daughters: 18 year old Alice and 20 year old Rosie, not to mention everyone who lives in our close and the adjacent streets.
She threw Geoff out, chucked his clothes on the pavement and shouted that she never wanted to see him again.
As soon as he'd disappeared in a taxi to go and stay at his mother's she was round at our house, banging on the windows and knocking on our door, shouting over the side fence for Ann to come outside and calling her all sorts of names: dirty slut, old slag. When she got no response from Ann she started banging on the door of our garage where I was hiding telling me to man up and sort out "your cheating whore of a wife".
I didn't know whether she expected me to make Ann leave our family home or enact some more physical punishment. Either was completely out of the question. I couldn't make Ann do anything she didn't want to do and I certainly wouldn't be able to chuck her out of the house. And the idea that she might let me punish her is unthinkable. I simply wouldn't dare.
Besides, their affair wasn't a shock to me. I'd known that they'd been fucking for a while.
I'd come in early from work one afternoon, almost a year ago now. I could hear them even before I let myself into the kitchen by the back door. That's how loud they were. The neighbours must have been able to hear everything. I stood at the bottom of the stairs listening them fucking, our double bed creaking and banging; Ann moaning and screaming loudly in orgasm and Geoff calling her names. I unzipped my flies and had a quick wank there in the hallway and left while they were still at it. After that day I did the same whenever I could get out of work early.
I even managed to watch them when I realised that their lovemaking was so noisy that I would be able to creep upstairs without them hearing me. I could usually get a good view of them through the half opened bedroom door. I would stand there with my trousers round my ankles and my little dick in my hands wanking while they fucked on our marital super king size.
Ann made no great secret of the affair. She didn't think it was any of my business who she fucked but neither would she go to any great effort to conceal it from me.
Ann has always had other men, since before we got married. She doesn't hide it. In fact, she taunts me about her lovers; teases me and makes cruel comparisons between their big cocks and my small penis.
She says it's my fault that she has to get other men to fuck her because I have a pathetic little dick, I cum too quickly and I'm submissive.
A couple of hours later Sally rang me and invited me to come over to her house. I was reluctant to go but she was very insistent. When I got there she let me in and immediately became very sexual and tactile with me. I could see she'd been drinking. She was dressed in a very revealing blouse and a short skirt and she was wearing a lot of make up. She kissed me and made me sit down on the sofa while she made us strong gin and tonics. Then she sat very close to me so our large bottom was pressed against my hip. She wanted to talk about the affair between Geoff and Ann. She expected me to be angry and go and do something decisive and when I couldn't she looked very disappointed and told me I was too nice and kind and soft.
She became tearful and asked me to hold her in my arms and comfort her which I did but she wouldn't stop at a hug and one thing very quickly led to another and before I knew what was happening she had taken her top off, my hands were on her breasts and we were kissing. She grabbed one of my hands, placed it on her thigh and pushed it up her skirt so far that my fingertips pushed at the gusset of her knickers. It was all too much for me and I managed to free myself from her embrace for a sip of my gin.
She suggested that we should have an affair to get even with 'those two cheating bastards'. I tried to sound enthusiastic as I didn't want to make her feel rejected when she'd only just discovered her husband's infidelity. I found her hard to resist - partly because she is a very attractive woman but mainly due to how very assertive she was behaving. I am naturally inclined to obey dominant women.
We kissed again and soon Sally had my shirt off and was undoing the belt and zip on my trousers. Then she put her hand down the front of my underpants.
I saw a look of confusion come over her face. She pulled down my pants to reveal my small erect penis. All 3 inches of it.
She gasped: "Oh my god Dave. That's so tiny. I've never seen a dick as small as that. It's like a little boy's willy." She laughed scornfully then became angry with me. "That's pathetic. Poor Ann. Now I know why she was fucking my Geoff. I can't blame her."
I became more aroused as she made fun of me. I tried to kiss her again but her mood had changed. She pushed me away and told me to go home.
Earlier, when Sally had been shouting and banging on our door, calling Ann names our teenage daughters Alice and Rosie had been upset and asked their mother what was going on. Ann admitted the affair and told them she had nothing to be ashamed of. She blamed me, their father, but wouldn't say why except that I was pathetic and useless. The girls took their mother's side as usual.
I got home from being ejected by Sally to find Ann sitting in the lounge deep in conversation with Alice and Rosie. They had been laughing together but when they saw me they frowned.
"Where have you been dad? You look flustered. And why are your trousers undone?" said Alice.
I apologised and they rolled their eyes and continued to talk.
I stood there not sure what to do. I was still somewhat agitated and excited by my encounter with Sally.
Ann turned and looked at me. "Why are you still here? Go away and do something useful." Alice and Rosie laughed at this and Rosie clapped her hands at me: "Go on dad. Off you pop."
I went upstairs to our bedroom for some privacy. I was just starting to jerk my stiff little dick when I heard our doorbell ring. I crept to the landing and peered through the bannister from the top of the stairs.
It was Sally, she was carrying a bottle of champagne and some champagne glasses. Her voice was slurry and loud as she shouted through the inside porch letterbox.
"Helloo Ann, I'm here to make amends. I come bearing gifts. I owe you an apology. I had no idea what you've had to put up with; till just now. You poor poor woman. I'm so sorry I lost my temper. Let me in so we can have a drink and be friends again? Please?"
