I had been working long hours lately so I guess you could partially blame me for what happened, but this story is not about blame, but rather an awakening of a couple who's lives had become the mundane existence that so many other couples go through.
Julie, my wife of 18 years had been spending more and more time staying up late while I went to bed exhausted from the days work. I was missing the intimacy we used to share, the warmth of her body beside me, as well as the extraordinary sex we had. Julie was a voluptuous woman, all the curves in the right spots. She had put a few pounds on since our marriage, but that only added to her sexiness. Julie has always been a flirt and I must admit I always loved the attention other men paid to her. But I knew it was always me that she would be going home with.
Well one night around 2am I got up to go to the bathroom and Julie was still not in bed, I walked down the hall and the light was on in the study. I looked around the corner and Julie was sitting there topless, her hands rubbing her pussy with one hand while she was trying to type with the other. I started to vibrate I was so angry, here I had been, going without, as I worked hard trying to support our family while she stayed home looking after our kids, and now I find out she has been fucking around on line and who knows if they have been doing it in person. As I watched, I was unaware of the fucking huge hard on I had in my boxer shorts, or the fact that my hand had worked its way in and around my cock.
I tried to say something, to pull away, but I was glued there, my breathing becoming rapid when I realized how turned on I was by the whole scene. Standing there confused wanking my dick, angry at my beautiful sexy wife masturbating for some guy. I was not sure if she was camming or just sexting, but I knew that my cock was boiling, and my precum was starting to drip out the legs of my boxers and down my legs.
As Julie leaned back in her chair, her head tilted and her eyes rolled back she began to cum, her hand rubbing her clit furiously, her other hand now lifting her breast and rolling her thick nipple between her thumb and finger.
I retreated to the bathroom and continued jerking off until I blew my load into the toilet, wasting perfectly good cum. I was still angry and confused, but I knew that the bitch would have to pay for this.
Saturday Julie took Emily our daughter shopping and Jeff our son was working his part time job.
I logged on to Julies computer and did some snooping. Sure enough I found her "secret" e-mail address and knowing her I figured out her password within 15 minutes. Lord fuck, she had lots of messages from men dating back to over a year ago, but lately it is one guy, Mark Jones and from the letters I had read they had been cybersexting and camming for over a month.
I was still livid and still very excited and soon I had my cock out again for another jerk off session. I read some of the e-mails, her describing how she would love his fat cock up her ass, for fucks sake, I tried to fuck her ass and was always told no, that I was a pervert and that it was dirty and disgusting, and her, she was sucking his cock, swallowing his spunk. My hand glided up and down my member, precum running over my fingers, and I scooped some up, licking it off of my fingers. I opened up a new long letter and I settled back in my chair, one hand on my cock, the other cupping my balls, and as I read about my wife sucking and fucking other men, my cock began to dance to the rhythm of my hand as I slowly stroked the whole length. I never knew my wife had fantasies like these, threesomes, bi-sexual, inter-racial. I mean we always had great sex, we both love oral, giving and receiving, we loved different positions, and even in the shower occasionally, and lord knows I tried to get her into some kinky stuff, but I had no luck at all, and here complete strangers were getting her to admit to them and it did not seem fucking fair.
I was so fucking mad and I started to wank faster, harder, and soon my spunk was flying out and landed on her computer screen. I did not give a fuck, but as my cock subsided and my anger waned with my deflating erection, I felt some pain and realized I was so vigorous I took some skin off the shaft of my prick. Fuck this was going from bad to worse and now my slut wife would have to make retribution for her indiscretions. I had to put a plan into place to extract my revenge before I booted her fat sexy ass out of my house and life.
I shut down her computer and called a friend of mine for advice, and what he told me made me even more excited and I began to put my plan in motion. I even left my dried cum on her screen. Let her figure out what happened.
About a week went by and she continued to stay up late playing, and meanwhile I let my cock heal and slowly started pleasuring myself again, all the while making sure I would make this Friday night a very memorable one for her.
Friday night came, we had supper, and after, Emily and Jeff said they were headed out with friends and neither would be returning this evening, but rather staying with friends. This would definitely make my plan work better, allowing me more time to drag out what promised to be an entertaining evening for myself, one full of vengeance. At about 9pm I feigned tiredness and retired to the bedroom. I waited an hour and slowly crept down the hall, I peeked around the corner and there she was, sitting there squeezing her tits through her top, still dressed, but too consumed by her horniness to hear or see me.
I opened the door and asked her what she was doing, the look on her face was priceless, her jaw dropped and she tried to close down her computer as fast as she could. I laughed and said I knew all about her slutty ways, and that Mark Jones could have her as soon as I was done punishing her.
Julie stuttered and stammered, but I told her to save it, I had watched her play with her wet sopping cunt the other night, preferring to cum with her hand, talking to some fantasy guy on her computer instead of with the real thing. She started to cry, asking me to forgive her, that she would do anything.
I smirked at her, and replied "anything?" (I was prepared for this) She said yes, anything but please, give her another chance.
I laughed and said sure, but she would have to be punished first. She said anything, that she still loved me and she would prove it. I told her to go to the spare room in our house and she left.
I disconnected her laptop, and brought it with me. I entered the room and close the door, and told her to log on and get her lover back on line. I wanted to talk with him. She looked at me very scared, wondering what I was up to, but nervously she did what she was told.
Once Mark was on line, she told him that she had been caught and I was in the room and wanted to confront him. I asked him if he liked fucking my wife on line, and he replied yes, she was a very sexy woman and said if I had spent more time worrying about her needs, I would not be in this predicament. The self centered arrogant bastard, I thought. I will show you a thing or two about meeting her needs.
I told him that if he cared for her at all, he would stay on line and witness what she was about to go through, and if he tried to leave, I would make matters much worse than what she was about to experience. I told him this was not up for discussion or negotiation, and with that I asked her if she was prepared to follow through on accepting her punishment. Julie lowered her head and with downcast eyes nodded her consent. I told her to answer me, and she meekly replied yes, and I said yes what? Yes Sir, she cautiously stated.
I told Mark to sit back and enjoy the show, to which I saw Julie shudder out of the corner of my eye. I told Julie to remove her blouse, and she started to slowly undo the buttons. I reached out and pulled hard, popping the buttons off, causing her to pull back in fear. I grabbed her by the hair and said "I gave you instructions, and I expect you to follow them quickly". With a frightened look, she removed her blouse, and I told her to get rid of her bra. She fumbled to remove it, knowing full well if she did not I would tear it off.
Once bare she tried to cover her tits, but I walked up, grabbing her arms and removing them, then took her nipples in my fingers and twisted them violently. Julie yelped in pain and I just grinned looking back at Mark on the computer.