Wife's Night Out Cheating?

Wife's night out. Cheating? Part 2

Twice she had a night out and been fucked both times. I trusted her to go out and she cheated.

What do I do? Since her messing around our sex life had moved up a notch. I actually enjoyed fucking her lubricated by spunk from another guy. It turned me on big time.

After her latest "Night out with the girls"? I needed to catch her and sort things out. Two weeks went by, the sex was still frequent and awesome. She was treating me to lingerie in a big way. Her seamed stockings were my favourite. I loved seeing my spunk flow down her legs onto the tops of her stockings. When we went out she wore her open crotch panties and in the Cinema I had great delight in putting my hand up her skirt, in the darkness, fingering her wet fanny. She was hot to trot.

On a Wednesday her phone rang. It was Jane, I passed the phone over. After a few minutes she declared, if it was ok with me, she would be going out again with Jane and her work friends to a Japanese restaurant and on to a bar. I said Ok. I needed to put a plan into place to see what happens.

Friday came. She arrived home with a new outfit. She went to get changed. After a quick shower she shouted me into her bedroom. She was standing with a new Red Bra and matching thong. She looked amazing.

As I walked towards her she sat on the bed and pulled on a pair of hold up stockings black with a red seam. A new red dress lay on the bed. I told her "wow". She agreed and said she liked wearing stocking again. I couldn't keep my hands off her. We kissed and I fondled her inside the thong she was warm and wet. My fingers slipped in effortlessly. She stopped me and said. "I need to get going, maybe later".

As Jane's husband arrived to take them into town. As she walked to the car her gorgeous figure and amazing outfit enhanced by the cheeky seams was jaw dropping. I watched her get into the back seat of his car with another two girls. Her Red dress falling to reveal her stocking tops and white thigh. I was letting her go to be fucked by whoever. She looked irresistible.

Jane's husband was to bring her back as he was visiting his brother across town. My plan was to go to town and follow the group to see what happens. I knew the restaurant would take some time. After a while I was in the street where the restaurant was located. They had left.

The bar I thought would go to was busy but I couldn't find the group. The next pub had a rear entrance from the car park. I decided to check it out. As I looked through the window into the main area. I saw my wife with her friends. All of them were being pestered by various males. No touching just innocent chat. One guy was leaning over my wife saying something to her.

I decided to take a dark spot in the corner of the carpark, about 50 yards away, and see what happened. The restrooms were built into the car park, with a covered path from the pub. There was a steady flow of relieving drinkers. After about 20 minutes a guy came out went to the toilet then moved to where the bins were.

A light was activated and lit up the pub side of the car park. I thought he was a smoker but he didn't light up. The light turned off after about 10 seconds. He was mid-thirties same height as me. Was he the same guy whispering into my wife ear? The darkness hid him from view but good looking I thought.

After what seemed to be an age the pub door opened a women in a red dress went into the toilet. Was it my wife? She came out and activated the light. It was my wife. She walked towards the guy in the darkness at the side of the car park. As the light went out she had reached him I heard them giggle. Then all went quiet other than the pounding heavy rock music from inside the pub.

I couldn't clearly see what was going on. Just two figures in the darkness. Then another couple came out of the pub. The light went on and I could see them kissing. With the light interference they moved out of sight behind a white van. I was out of range of the sensor so I quietly moved around to look up to the side of the van. I sneaked a view. I froze at what I saw. I could feel my cock stiffening at what I was seeing. Was I turned on by her having an affair?

The kissing continued, red dress was hitched up, his jeans down to his knees, his bare arse visible. His cock inside my wife, fucking her like a whore, in a back street car park. I heard him say "I'm coming", she was moaning, and said "not yet". I couldn't move the shock at what I was witnessing. He was pumping her furiously. He then groaned and she kept saying yes, yes, yes and groaned loudly. Her hands round his buttocks she pulled him in deeper. He was making finishing thrusts. They both stopped.

He lent over her both out of breath from the quickie. In an instant she pushed him away from her and ran back to the pub Thong in her hand. Did she regret this? The light flooded the car park as she turned into the toilet block again. He pulled his pants up. Looked around walked out of the car park rear entrance. He was gone.

I moved over to the spot next to the white van where they had pleasured each other. On the tarmac was the evidence of spunk which had dropped out of her, contrasting against the dry ground. I'd seen enough I decided to return home.

I heard the car pull up, goodbyes exchanged, and doors closed. She was home. I had rehearsed my speech over and over. I had taken a shower to cool down and was in my bath robe. "Good night" I asked her "yes we had a good laugh" she replied. "Where did you go" I asked. "Just a couple of pubs for a drink".

I was shaking with nerves. She then said "are you alright" "Not really I said. I was watching some porn earlier. "What without me" she said. "No you were in it". "Oh my god" she said and burst into tears. She made all the excuses, It was just sex, I was drunk, it just happened, etc. Then "please forgive me" I then pointed out the two previous incidents. "Oh shit". How did you know? "I can tell when a fanny has been lubricated with another mans seed". I walked over to her lifter her dress up and put my hand to her groin, she resisted. But let me feel the soft panty. "I see you've put your thong back on".

She was now flushed and blushing and pleading for forgiveness. I took the thong off with a sharp tug. Smelt it. I could smell the scent of another man. "What are you doing" she said. "I'm going to have my sloppy seconds". She kissed me and my robe opened to reveal my stomping hard on. She mounted me and wrapped her legs around me. As before my cock slid into her with ease. I carried her to the settee I fucked her for an hour, before I came I could feel juice flowing out of her filled pussy allowing a smooth feeling between my cock and her. My spunk was soon to be surging into her. We both came together and lay in each other's arms for ages.

In the morning we discussed our situation. I told her I loved her and that I didn't want her to leave. She was curious about why I enjoyed the "Sloppy seconds". It turned me on I told her. She insisted she wouldn't cheat again and jokingly said unless you want me too. That might be another story.