** This is a story about a husband that wants to see his wife enjoy sex and this means enjoying it with other men. It is NOT about whoring her out but because of the strong love he feels for her, he wants her to lose all her inhibitions. If this kind of story offends you, then please move along and keep your comments to yourself. Chapter one explains how the wife cheats on him and how he holds no anger toward her - but he tells her she has to pay for her actions...**
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Ellen stood in a black underwired teddy that pushed her naked breasts up. She wore a fishnet stockings and garters. No panties. Her hair was blown and her face was fully made up. She wore large hoop earrings and a black leather choker caressed her neck. Her husband David smiled at her as he passed her a long trench coat. She slipped it on, carefully buttoning it up. With the trench coat on, no one would guess how little she had on underneath, nor how sexy it was.
"Go to the Marriot and up to room 1622." David said, almost commanded, as he passed her a hotel key card. "It's all been arranged so just get there and wait."
Ellen started to say something but decided against it. She was caught in a conflict of emotions. In one way she was very curious as to how this was going to turn out. In another, she wished she didn't have to go through with this.
"Having second thoughts slut?" David asked almost wickedly. "Trust me baby. This is just the start of everything."
Ellen shook her head and kissed David. She picked up her handbag and made her way out and into the garage and stepped into her sleek BMW. As she drove to the Marriot, her thoughts went back to that fateful night two weeks ago.
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Ellen sneaked into the bedroom, glancing at the sleeping form of David. She was relieved he was asleep as she looked at the clock on the bedside table. 4am! She hadn't planned on getting home so late but the fact of the matter was it was 4am and she couldn't turn back time.
She stepped into the bathroom and peeled of her black dress. She unhooked her bra and checked in the mirror for any marks. There were none. Her head was light, due to the mix of alcohol as well as the fucking she had just received. Her pussy lips were still swollen and as she peeled off her black panties, she could see clumps of semen at the gusset. Quickly, she leaned outside the door and threw all 3 pieces of clothing into the laundry hamper just outside the bathroom door. She opened the shower cubicle door and stepped in, hoping the sound of the water pump wouldn't wake David.
Her husband of ten years handed been sleeping at all. David had been awake since 1am, looking out the window. When he saw the SUV turn into the secluded road to his house, he had shut off the light and peered out through the window. He had seen Ellen take longer than usual to step out of the car and he thought he saw a silhouette of two people exchanging some tongue. His stomach lurched but he calmed himself, figuring that she could just have leaned over to give whoever it was a peck on the cheek. He jumped back into bed and feigned sleep.
As soon as he heard the shower running, David jumped out of bed and carefully made his way to the laundry basket. He pulled out her black dress, smelling cigarette smoke in it. He then fished out her panties and found them wet at the gusset. No, not wet, they were soaked. He stared hard at them, using what little light emanated from the closed bathroom door. He sniffed at it and at once he knew what it was. Man Cum.
"Sonofabitch" He cursed softly to himself as he felt his stomach lurch again. He dropped the panties back into the hamper and made some noise as if he was getting out of bed. His bladder was full anyway, and he feigned sleep as he opened the bathroom door. He saw Ellen flinch as she saw him enter.
"Hi honey." He grunted as he flipped the toilet seat and took a pee. "What time did you get back?"
"Did I wake you with my shower?" she asked, avoiding the question.
"N-No.." David replied, making a mental note that she lied about the time she came home. "I was fast asleep but I had to pee. How come you showering this late?"
"Oh, you know how I hate smoke in my hair." She said, matter of factly as she stepped out of the shower. David glanced down at her trimmed pussy and noted the swollen lips.
"Humph." David grunted again. "So why you having a shower now if you got home an hour ago?"
Ellen giggled nervously. "I had something to eat first. I was famished and I sat watching some TV as I ate."
Lie number two.
"Humph." David grunted again. "I hope you didn't eat the lasagna, I was hoping to have that for breakfast."
"Ohh.. sorry. I did." Ellen giggled nervously again, making a mental note to quickly go to the kitchen and flush the lasagna down the waste disposal. "I need some water. You want anything?"
"No. No. you go ahead and come to bed." David made his way back to bed, not wanting to argue with Ellen at that hour of the day. He needed to think straight as well and didn't want her being able to worm her way out of this.
Ellen practically ran to the kitchen and flushed the lasagna down the waste disposal. She remembered to bring a glass of water back to the room and she climbed into bed. David was already turned with his back toward her and she slowly drifted off to sleep.
His mind worked furiously on overtime. He had often told Ellen that he wouldn't mind if she wanted to fuck other men -- just as long as she discussed it with him first. They had both shared fantasies of bringing in other people to share their bed but it had always remained a fantasy. In fact, she had always said that he was crazy to want her to fuck someone else.
David had tried to explain to her that it was only because he loved her so much that he wanted her to experience pure, unbridled sex. He explained that that could only be accomplished with more than one man.
Ellen had been a virgin when they had married and although she had fooled around with a few men before David, his was the only cock she had fucked. She had always maintained that she was satisfied with his cock and his cock alone. Her strict Catholic upbringing didn't help matters either. David had to admit that the sex was good and it had definitely come a long way since the days when he had popped her cherry. Still, it had gotten pretty boring of late and he felt that he wanted her to really experience sex in a completely uninhibited way. But she kept turning down his offer to bring another man into the scene.
That was what bothered him the most. He had told her she could do it, with whomever she wanted. Just as long as she told him about it Before the event and preferably to share the other man with him. But she had chosen to go down her own path. Worst of all, she had chosed to lie about it. That's what really bothered him. Her lies. He would have been able to handle it, albeit with some disappointment, if she had just told him straight out that she had fucked someone.
David slowly drifted off to sleep.
He slept in a little later than planned and when he awoke, there was the smell of bacon and pancakes in the house. A Sure sign of guilt, David thought to himself. He walked downstairs, a grim look on his face.
"Morning honey!" Ellen greeted him. He had to admit to himself that his wife was gorgeous. Even in a pair of old shorts and a tight t-shirt, she looked good. He decided to question her.
"So... umm..what time did you Crawl back in last night." He emphasized the word crawl.
"Oh...ummm I think about 245 or 3 maybe."
The time kept getting earlier and earlier
"Where did you go? I thought it was an office function." David prodded further.
"Umm yeah! But after that everyone wanted to go dancing."
"Uh huh. So where did you go dancing?" David asked, maintaining his cool.
"Uh, we went to Cube at the Marriot."
