As I stood there in the middle of the Winnebago, I could sense Jessica thought she had turned the tables on me. She couldn't be more wrong. I've known the woman who was my wife for over thirteen years. I could read her like a book, from how she dressed to how she sat down in a chair. Those small clues told me the real story, whether or not she was angry or happy. Based on the observations I was making she wasn't upset at all. She was sitting very casually on the couch and I could tell by her posture that she was in a playful mood. That would not be the case if she was getting ready to tear me a new one. My wife was also wearing a robe, and loose fitting clothing was a gigantic hint to what kind of mood she was in: she was horny. She wanted to get laid. I was also willing to bet there was nothing underneath that robe and that her pussy was dripping wet, eager to be eaten or fucked... most likely both.
I saw the situation as it was unfolding before me and I couldn't help but smile, which was about the last thing Jessica expected me to do. She looked at my wife and then back at me with a confused look on her face. "What the fuck are you smiling about?"
"You came in here under the assumption that my wife doesn't know anything." I said as I took a seat at the kitchen table. "Truth is I tell Andrea everything. No matter how bad the story is, we never hide anything from one another."
"Is this true?" Jessica asked as she could hardly believe it.
"It is." Andrea replied as she also smiled. "My husband already told me about the night he caught you fucking my dildo."
"Did he tell you what happened after that?" Jessica asked as she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"He sure did... every juicy little detail." Andrea said, licking her lips. "I loved every detail, it made me very wet. I couldn't control myself when he told me about how hard he fucked you that I took him right then and there. Hottest sex we've had in a while, so thank you for that Jessica."
"But what about today?" Jessica asked. "He raped me in the shower!"
"Ah yes, I remember you saying something like that. Is that true honey?" Andrea asked as she turned to face me.
"It is." I replied. "I couldn't help it. Her ass was just so tight."
"Oh my." Andrea said as she stroked the side of her own breast underneath her robe. "Tell me Jessica, was that the first time someone fucked you up the ass?"
Jessica looked down at the floor, ashamed of the direction this conversation had taken. "Yes."
"My my." Andrea said with a laugh. "I'm sure that was super tight."
"It was." I confirmed.
"Tell me, Jessica." Andrea said as she leaned forward. "Before he fucked up up the ass, what did you two do in the shower?"
"What?" Jessica replied, shocked she was even being asked this question.
"You heard me you little slut!" Andrea snapped back. "I want to know what you were doing with my husband before he fucked your virgin ass!"
"He forced me to get on my knees." Jessica answered. I could see she was tearing up again as she was being forced to relive it.
"Hmmmmm, I know that position." Andrea purred. "You took my husband in your mouth, didn't you?"
"Yes, Ma'am." Jessica answered.
"How did it feel, taking all of my man's meat in your mouth?" Andrea asked.
"It was big." Jessica said as she wiped a tear from her cheek.
"Oh I know." Andrea said as she sat back. "You loved it, didn't you?"
"What?" Jessica asked.
"Just admit it you little whore!" My wife said as she was losing her patience. "You loved sucking my man's cock!"
"Yes." Jessica whimpered, afraid of my wife. She had ever right to be.
"And you want to do it again, don't you?" Andrea then asked. She didn't wait for Jessica to reply and grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to the kitchen table. "Get on your knees you little slut!"
Jessica was crying but did as she was told. Just watching my wife manhandle her was so fucking hot. My cock was getting rock hard inside my pants but I knew better. I wasn't going to do or say a fucking thing unless Andrea commanded it. This was her show and she was in charge.
Andrea turned to me. "Get up and drop your pants."
"Yes dear." I replied as I hopped out from where I was sitting. I was more than happy to do as she said as much cock was desperate to get out of my jeans and breathe.
Andrea reached out and helped me get my pants down. She even grabbed my underwear and pulled them down as well. My cock was massive and throbbing. I wanted to stick it somewhere, anywhere and fucking blow a load deep inside. Andrea smiled at the sight of my hard cock and then grabbed Jessica's hair again. "Look at that big cock. You want it, don't you?"
"Please don't." Jessica said, still crying.
"Answer my question!" Andrea called back. "You want to suck my husband's big, fat cock... don't you!?"
Jessica paused for a moment and then nodded. "Yes."
"Yes, what?" Andrea asked.
Jessica didn't want to say anything else, but Andrea pulled her hair back for a moment and after a small squeal, Jessica finally answered. "Yes, I want to suck your husband's cock."
"I know you do." Andrea replied. "It's a very beautiful cock."
"Thank you dear." I happily replied. Watching my wife torture the poor girl was actually very arousing. I loved the direction this confrontation was taking.
"Then suck it." Andrea said as she pushed her face closer to my cock. "Take it all in and show me how you sucked it that night he caught you playing with my toys. Suck that big cock, now!"
Seconds later those soft lips were engulfing my erect cock again. I let out a sigh as I could feel her lips run down the shaft and take it all in, right up to the point where my balls were resting on her small chin. Then she moved back and forth as I could feel her lips rub against my cock over and over again as the friction from it driving me up the fucking wall. I looked over at my wife and I could tell she was loving every minute of it. Andrea was lying back on the couch, with her robe wide open and as I had guessed... she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing underneath it. She was rubbing her pussy with excitement while watching the young, blonde haired babysitter blow her husband.
After watching her suck me off for a few moments, it was time to change things up. "Stop." She commended.
Jessica stopped sucking and turned to face my wife, suddenly shocked as she realized what Andrea was doing to herself while she blew me. "Oh my." She said as she turned away.
"Look at me." Andrea called back. As Jessica turned back and looked at my wife, I could tell she was uncomfortable. My wife could as well. "What do you think of my body?"