Christy Janson and her husband Luke had been married for 17 years. Christy started on the beauty pageant circuit when she was six years old. At 18, she had gone undefeated for six years and used her winnings to pay for college. That's where she met Luke. When he proposed to her during the second semester of their freshman year, she was a virgin. And she remained a virgin until their wedding night after college graduation. During their engagement, she heard rumors that Luke was sleeping with some of the other girls at school, but she always chose to believe they were just lies made up by people who were jealous of Luke and her.
Luke was ambitious and went to law school after getting his bachelor's degree. By age 30, he had been elected to public office. He was now 39, serving as a state legislator in their conservative southern state, and he was actively running for the U.S. Senate. Luke is 6 foot 2 and tan, with piercing blue eyes and rugged good looks. Nearly 40, he still had a head full of dark brown hair with greying temples. With fair skin, blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a petite nose, Christy was the living embodiment of a politician's wife. Throughout their marriage, Christy maintained the same measurements she had when she stopped competing on the circuit, 36-24-36. The top 36 was a bit misleading because of her small back and D cup breasts.
Christy worked in an office to put Luke through law school when they first got married but dedicated her life to being a dutiful wife once Luke got a job at a big law firm. She had wanted to have children, but Luke convinced her otherwise. Over the last 10 years of their marriage, she periodically heard rumors about Luke's infidelities. As in college, she always chose to disbelieve them. But, as the rumors increased, the frequency of Christy and Luke making love decreased. Christy was spending more and more time alone. After he started campaigning for the U.S. Senate, Luke's working hours increased and he got home later and later. On some nights, he called and told her he would not come home at all. This night was one of those nights. She lied on her back in her bed and thought about how good things used to be. Almost unconsciously, she began to touch herself.
She was wearing one of Luke's tee shirts so that she could smell his scent even if he wasn't there. She reached under the shirt with her left hand and started to fondle her right breast. She then slid her right hand down her flat belly and under the waistband of her white cotton panties. As her right hand slid over her pubic mound, her fingers then her palm crossed her triangle of soft blonde hair. With the other hand, she tugged at her right nipple.
Her right hand brushed across her golden public hair, then reached the top of what she called her "lady garden". She always liked that expression. She thought that it is was so much classier than "pussy". She also thought it was fitting because of the size and color of her outer lips. Luke told her that they looked like two pink rose petals. Not that she had stared, but
Christy
had seen other women naked over the years and she knew that her lips were a bit larger and more exposed than average. As she lied there alone, Christy parted those petals just enough to dip her middle finger into her wetness.
She tenderly pushed her digit in up to her first knuckle. Once it was thoroughly lubricated, she used that finger to trace tiny circles on her clit. At first, she slowly and gently rubbed her button. But as her physical arousal increased, so did the pace and pressure she used. Within a few minutes, she was aggressively rubbing her love bud, frequently thrusting her finger into her canal which was fully wet by then.
Christy closed her eyes and inhaled the aroma emanating from her pussy as she fingered herself. With the other hand, she no longer tugged at her right nipple. Instead, she pinched and twisted it until there was the slightest bit of pain, which increased her arousal. Her breathing became deeper. Her excitement crested and she clinched her thighs together and tightened the muscles in her ass. Every part of her body seized and froze in place, as she experienced her small, but needed, orgasm. She let out a little whimper and sighed as her body relaxed. She then drifted off to dreamland with her hand still down her soaked panties.
***
The next morning, Christy answered a call from an unknown number.
"Hello," the male voice on the other end said, "Christy, this is David Newman, Lisa's husband."
Lisa was a beautiful 24-year-old black woman with long dark hair and perky B cup breasts. She started working as Luke's assistant two years ago when she graduated from college. Christy had met Lisa several times and always found her cordial, but aloof. Christy noticed that Lisa never seemed to look her in the eye. Christy had only met
David
a few times, but she instantly liked him. He was an up and coming chef in town, who had studied culinary arts at a famous cooking school in New York. Whenever Christy and David were forced to endure some boring political event, they would spend most of the evening speaking to one another. Unlike how she was treated by most people in her circle, when David spoke to her, he seemed genuinely interested in her as a person, not just as Luke's wife.
"Hi, David. Fancy hearing from you,"
Christy
said, "what's going on?"
David asked, "Do you have time to meet today?"
"Sure. Why?" she replied.
"I'd rather tell you in person," David said.
"Okay, Mr. Mysterious. When and where?" she asked.
David replied, "I'll meet you at your house at noon."
A few hours later, David was sitting at Christy's kitchen table. David was 25 years old, handsome, 6 foot 4 inches tall, 245 pounds, with broad shoulders, a shaved head, and a milk chocolate complexion. Ever the gracious hostess, Christy sat two plates of Caesar salad with grilled salmon and homemade dressing on the table.
"It's not every day that I get to prepare a meal for a professional chef," she said.
"Christy, it looks great, but I told you I wasn't hungry. And I don't think you're going to hungry either," he said.
"Alright, David, what's going on?"
Christy
asked.
David responded, "Lisa is cheating on me."
"Are you sure?" Christy questioned.
Matter of factly, he said, "I'm positive. I started getting suspicious a few months ago. Recently, I hired a private detective. Lisa met up with the guy she's cheating with last night."
Christy reached across the table and took his hands in hers and said, "I'm sorry to hear that."
David could tell that Christy still hadn't figured it out. He held her hands and said, "Christy, the other man is Luke."
"My Luke?" she said with disbelief, "No. That can't be right. He wouldn't do that to me."
David squeezed Christy's hands, looked her in the eye and said, "There's video."
David spent a couple of minutes setting up the laptop computer he had brought with him.
"The private detective called me last night to let me know what was happening and sent me a link to the video this morning," David explained.
"Have you watched it?" Christy asked solemnly.
"No," he said, "I downloaded it, but I didn't have the heart to watch it by myself. And I thought you had a right to see it. It affects you as much as it does me."
David moved the cursor over the "play" button and asked, "Are you ready?"
She sighed, and uttered softly, "No, but play it anyway."
As the video started, they could see that the person holding the camera was recording through the windshield of his car. The video shot from across a motel parking lot showed Luke and Lisa entering one of the rooms. For a second, Christy had hope that this was the extent of the footage. That hope quickly disappeared with the next shot. The camera peered into the motel room through a gap between the window curtains. Inside the motel room, Luke took off his grey suit jacket and red tie and threw them over a chair. He then kicked off his shoes and pulled each sock off using his feet. Christy and David didn't hear what their spouses were saying but they did see as Lisa and Luke began to kiss. Lisa was wearing a blue pin-striped skirt and white blouse. While kissing, Luke cupped the 24-year-old's toned ass. He pulled her skirt up exposing her red lacy thong.
Lisa wrapped her legs around his waist and, while they continued to kiss, Luke carried Lisa to the bed a few feet away. Luke laid her on her back, removed her shoes, and unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her tight abs and red lacy bra. He reached between her breasts and unfastened her bra by the clasps between the cups. Her pert tits emerged from their bondage. The camera zoomed in to focus on Luke sucking her erect brown nipples.
The couple rolled over, putting Lisa on top. She fully removed her blouse and bra and shimmied out of her skirt. Then, wearing only the red thong, Lisa unbuttoned Luke's shirt. She slid down Luke's body and positioned herself between Luke's legs. Lisa unzipped his pants and fished his hardening cock out of his boxers. She began to stroke Luke's manhood with both hands until it was rigid. She bowed her head, extended her tongue, and licked from Luke's taint, up his balls, and then the length of his shaft to the tip of his cock. Once there, she took the head of his dick into her mouth and began to suck.
As Lisa's took Luke's tool in and out of her mouth, he removed his shirt. Luke lifted his hips, causing his dick to go so deep down Lisa's throat that his balls touched her chin. Lisa used her hands to cup and massage Luke's balls as her lips repeatedly reached the base of his cock. After a few minutes more of giving Luke oral, Lisa got off him and stood on the floor. She tugged the bottoms of Luke's pants, pulled them completely off and tossed them aside. She then turned her back to him so he could watch her ass when she pulled down her panties. Once she was completely nude, she turned back to face him. Lisa had a well-trimmed landing strip of curly dark hair. Luke removed his boxers and again lied on his back. His cock pointed straight at the ceiling as Lisa climbed on the bed and straddled him while keeping eye contact with her boss. She positioned her wet pussy directly over his member and slowly descended, impaling herself on his pole.
Lisa leaned forward, resting her hands on Luke's chest. She then began riding Luke's dick, rhythmically and slowly, grinding her clit into Luke's pelvis. Luke licked his thumbs. He reached up and took one of Lisa's breasts in each hand. He gently caressed her tits, rubbing his saliva over her nipples with his thumbs. Lisa's pussy got wetter. She increased the pace and intensity of her ride until she was aggressively slamming her pussy down on Luke's hard cock.
Luke grabbed Lisa by the arms and, without pulling his cock out of her pussy, quickly rolled her over so that he was then on top. Lisa's legs were spread wide. While they kissed, Luke thrusted in and out of Lisa's tight wet snatch. As his strokes quickened, he reached under Lisa and lifted her by her ass, causing her legs to spread even wider. Luke then fucked Lisa hard and fast, plunging his dick in and out of her welcoming kitty. They continued kissing until Luke's body tensed up. He shot his load deep into Lisa, and then collapsed on top of her naked body.
At that point, the recording stopped. David closed his laptop. At least ten seconds passed before either he or Christy said a word.
David finally broke the silence, "So, it's true. They're cheating on us." He sighed and said, "I wonder how long it's been going on."
"Well, I'm going to guess about nine months," Christy said somberly.
"What? Why?" asked David.
"Because Luke hasn't kissed me like that in almost nine months. The only person who has touched me in a long while has been ... me. And do you want to hear something truly pathetic?" she said while chuckling but with tears starting to roll down her face, "I felt guilty about it. It actually felt like I was somehow cheating on him by touching myself." Burying her face in her hands and fully weeping, she proclaimed, "I'm a fool. He's made a fool of me."
David rose from his seat and quickly walked around the table to comfort Christy. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and he leaned down and hugged her in return.
"I'm sorry," she said, "I'm being selfish. You're going through the same thing."
"It's okay," David replied, "It hurts a little less to know I'm not the only person in pain. I guess misery really does love company."
Christy smiled at him. "Do you mind just holding me for a bit?" she asked.
"Not if you don't mind holding me back," he said.
Christy responded, "Deal." And the two continued to hug.
