"Oh my god!"
Lynn's comment is not unusual. The fact that she is fucking a new guy didn't faze me. I am not mad. Lynn always got what she wanted.
"Wow, this feels sooo good!" as she is stabbed time and time again by his large dick. We met the 32-year-old in a night club in Dallas, Tx. Lynn always loved the men of Dallas which is why we are here. She wanted to explore men in bed, with me in tow.
I am sitting in the hotel room, handcuffed with my arms behind my back to one of the chairs, watching the entire night unfold in front of me and I am loving every minute of it. Possibly more than Lynn. I am watching an incredible show on the bed.
The guy stops thrusting into Lynn, pulls out and said "Turn over, on all fours." He backs away, grabs a towel, and wipes the sweat from his face. Lynn looks disappointed at first until she realizes he was not finished with her. She obeys his command.
"Back up to the edge of the bed. Yeah, that's good."
He steps up and grabs her hip with one hand and with the other, he guides his dick back into her. She moans out loud. She did not care if I disliked this happening. After all, I owe her everything. Let me start at the beginning to explain how we got here.
*****
A year ago, we were fighting a lot. We have been together for 9 years. They were not all great. You must fight for a great relationship. And truth be told, I sucked at that. Things were sexually deprived between us. It was not the typical girl holding out on the guy, like a lot of our friends. It was me. I could not get hard for her. It was difficult for me to get hard enough to have sex unless there was different stimulation. We tried swingers' clubs, had sex outdoors, and even fucking in a changing room at the mall. All that stuff excited me. I loved watching other people have sex. I wanted to fuck other ladies, Hell I even had fantasies about sucking a guy off. But I was scared and never did any of it. These were some of the sexual activities that got me hard.
There was one day where I was sitting by our pool. We were fortunate that our yard backed up to woods and not one of the neighbors' window could see into our back yard. Just off the patio was an inground pool with a slide. We also had a fire pit, a hammock between two trees, and outdoor furniture. We hosted large parties all the while without our neighbors seeing what was happening. The yard was very secluded. Luckily, we were also far enough from the neighbors that our loud party music or the few times that I fucked Lynn in the pool did not bring on a police investigation.
That night Lynn was staying at the apartment 2 hours away because of her work. I was naked sitting in a chair, watching porn on my laptop. The scene was a guy with a huge dick having sex with a young blonde lady while the husband was tied to the bed. The husband was spread eagle on the bed and naked. The blonde was straddling her husband's face with her pussy while the bull fucked her. The blonde's pussy juices and sweat were dripping onto her tied up husband. Every once in a while, the bull would dip his cock into the husband's mouth. I got extremely excited. I got spun up when I watched scenes like this one. Secretly I wanted to be dominated. However, I could never bring myself to tell Lynn. I loved her with all my heart. Regular sex did not work for my body I only get a rise from watching such erotic filth.
"What in the fuck are you doing?", Lynn asked as she came up behind me. She watched the sex scene play out on my laptop. I stood up, dropping the laptop on the ground. I could not believe that I was busted, I was screwed. Making my situation worse, her son Sam and his girlfriend Amanda followed behind Lynn. Sam and Amanda were both 24, were laughing at me as they set down their bags from shopping. I was trying to cover up my depleting hard on.
"I...I was just..."
"Shut the fuck up, right now!" my wife screamed. I was so scared of Lynn and what she might do, I did not see the kids go back into the house.
"So, this is what you do? This is why you won't fuck me?" asked Lynn as she stared me down. She was dressed in her business suit. At 5'10", slender, medium sized tits, and a great ass. She was wearing high heels that gave her a combined height of 6'2" so she was always taller than me. When she wore heels, she made me feel small. But those times did not compare to what I felt at that moment. She made her way out on to the patio and slapped me hard. I stood there stunned.
"I hope you're happy with yourself because we're done! Divorce is what you just got!" She was shocked, but not crying. I could see in her eyes she was sad angry, and frustrated; however, strangely still in control.
"I don't want a divorce, Lynn., I love you! You know I do. This is just a...a phase. You know that I need more to get me spun up. I have told you about that." I was struggling with my words, trying hard not to cry.
"I am sorry, I will stop. I will do whatever you want to save us, save our marriage." I was talking but not aware of what I was really saying. I did love her.
"I knew this was happening, I knew something was up. I though you had a mistress, but this is worse." Lynn was tearing up, but her voice was strong.
"I know how you look at that young whore in accounting." Lynn paused. I kept my mouth shut, as it was true, Jamie in accounting was only with our firm for about 9 months, and the first time I saw her. I wanted her. Every guy in the office talked about getting it on with her. But I wanted to bring her home to Lynn. I wanted to bring her into our bedroom, into our lives. I wanted to fuck her and I wanted Lynn to want her too. To use her for her own satisfaction.
"And while we are talking about you fucking that bitch, who else have you gotten it on with?"
"No one, I swear, I have never had sex with anyone but you." I said truthfully and sheepishly, "yes, I would love to fuck her."
I was on even less stable ground by admitting this, but I wanted to be truthful and save our relationship. "Of course, I want to fuck her, I am not denying this fact. But I would never do anything without you there. Without your approval." I prayed that being as truthful as possible, she would forgive me. I reached for my shorts.
"Leave them, stay naked. As a matter of fact, go get me a glass of wine."
"Honey but the kids are..."
"I said go get me a glass of wine, do it now, while I figure out what to do with you."
My normal 6 1/2" cock when hard was about 1" all shriveled up. I went into the house and looked to see where the kids were. All seemed quiet. I went to the wine rack to grab a bottle of wine. While I was opening and pouring the wine, I was trying to figure out a way out of the shit storm that I created. I was so distracted that I did not hear someone come down the stairs. When I turned away from the butler's pantry, I was face to face with my son's girlfriend. She was standing there looking at me, checking me out. I stood there like a dork holding a glass of wine in the buff. She looked at my face, and then at my shrivelled-up junk. She giggled and spoke. "I guess you're in the doghouse?" She had a huge smile on her face. I was so embarrassed, but my dick started to grow. I knew this was a bad thing. But I was turned on, the fact that I was standing naked in front of a young girl. CFNM, if you know what I mean.
"Get out here with my wine, you asshole!" Lynn was still steaming with good reason. I knew that if I went out there with a hard on, I would be in serious shit., More than I already am; I did not need any more problems.
"I am coming honey!" I said loudly.
As I tried to slide past Amanda, she laughed at me. I did my best to ignore her. But my dick was semi hard. I had to get outside. If I stayed any longer, my dick might be harder. The embarrassment was too much and I guess I was loving it. I stepped outside and set her wine down on the table. Lynn immediately saw my semi-erection and said, "What the fuck! You're turned on? Are you excited about what I may do to you?" she asked.
"I love you and will do whatever you want to save our marriage."
I was ready to give myself to her, humiliation, and all, whatever she wanted. Whatever it took.
"I will tell you what's going to happen. You are going to sleep on the couch in the basement. Tomorrow I will let you know what's going to happen. Get out of my face you dick!"
I left her alone and went to the basement. I was still naked and getting cold. There were blankets in the basement, so the temperature was not bad. I laid down thinking of how much I was going to lose when she served me divorce papers.
I woke up to someone talking upstairs, who sounded like my son, "We're going to Billy's for a fire and a party. We are not coming home until Sunday night. I love you."
Then I heard feet walking across the ceiling to the door, open then the door slammed. As I laid there in my own hell, I cried thinking, "What did I do?"
I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the doorbell. I heard Lynn walk to the front door. I could hear voices but not the content. Who could this be? I wondered.
"Bobby, I am so glad that you could help me out, as they got closer to the kitchen, I could hear the conversation. "Please make yourself a drink and get comfortable. I am going to be right back."
I heard her go upstairs and she was not gone long.
"Let's go out on the patio."