I got on the computer this morning and went to my documents. As I searched for the folder that I had made I came across the story that my husband has typed up and I assume has submitted to Literotica. The title he has for that story is "What Goes Around Comes Around". I will use that same title for my submission to Literotica. I will tell you what facts I know that are true about his story. You can be sure I will make sure that he reads my version of this story. I use passwords on all of my writings stored in a folder so others can't see and read them. He should have also.
The story begins way before I invited Carol over for Thanksgiving dinner. We both work at the same hospital and live in the same community. If you want to call it that, its just a little place were everyone knows everybody's business and each other. Carol works the late shift from ten until seven the next morning. I work the day shift and I see her leaving for home when I get to work. We were friends at one time, we did things together. She told me about her husband and she not having any sex at all. From what she told me, he couldn't do her like she wanted to be did. Anyway they hadn't had sex for quite awhile.
One thing that kind of bothered me when she made that statement was from what she was saying, she was doing without cock. She had let a man that worked the same floor, fuck her in a room that wasn't being used that night. Holding up her thumb and forefinger she had made an 0 and said she had two good ones that night. Some weeks later I asked her if he was still in her life and she had said no.
"He had chased me and fucked me, and got what he wanted and now he is chasing another woman.." She had said.
"Some men are like that, they ask you and after he gets in your pants, he doesn't ask again." I said.
"So besides him have you had sex with anybody else in the last months?" I asked.
"No, and I sure do need to fuck and I know a man that I want to put out to." She said.
"Will you tell me who it is?" I asked.
"No, I can't, not right now." She said.
"Do you have a vibrator or any kind of sex toy?" I asked.
"No I don't have any, I like the real thing." She said.
"I also like the real thing too, but when I can't get it, I use one of my vibrator to get an orgasm." "There's no use going around horny and wanting it and not getting any cock like you say you are doing."
"You think I need a vibrator?" She asked.
"Fucking right you do, I guess all of my female friends have them and use them often." I said.
Getting back to my story, Carol was doing without cock at home and she wasn't getting any from any other men. I knew I couldn't live like that, if my husband wasn't making love to me, I know to many men and I would be asking one of them to fuck me. When she told me that she knew a man that she wanted to put out to, I never thought that he would turn out to be my husband.
We had played dominoes and the first time I went to the bathroom and came back, I knew something was up. What Jim didn't tell you was when he got up to get another beer after Carol left to go to the bathroom, was that his cock was hard. His face had turned red when he looked at me. I knew he had lied when he said that he would never fuck Carol. It was like that until Carol left to go home. I had suspected that she had her hands on his cock that night.
On my wedding night I was a virgin. That was fifteen years ago and Jim had been the only man that had ever made love to me. There was one night that I had gone out to a club with my sister. After a few drinks I had become horny and had felt of another man's cock. Later out in the parking lot I gave him a blow job. He came in my mouth and I had swallowed. I have never swallowed with Jim. That night I had removed my blouse and bra for this same man. He had slid his hand down my jeans and put his finger in me before I could stop him. What he was doing felt good and I let him finger me to an orgasm. He wanted to fuck me and I wanted him to, but I chose not to that night. Later on the way home, I wished I had let him fuck me.
Over the years men had asked me to fuck and I had always said no. This is by no means the first time Jim has fucked another married woman. He has hooked up and fucked them for the last ten years that I know of. I knew that he would fuck Carol.
I asked Carol one day while she and sis was at my house if Jim had fucked her. She told us that he had fucked her in the front seat of the truck, in a hotel room, and even in her bed. I asked and she told me what hotel and what room number.
I had already thought it over and I was going to put out to the next man that asked. It just so happened that it was the same man that had slid his hand down my pants that night in the club parking lot. He asked and I said yes. He screwed me on the front seat of my red truck. The second time he screwed me was at Hotel 6 room 13. I wanted to fuck on the same bed that Jim had fucked Carol on.
He asked me if I would be interested in pulling a train. To be in a room with five men and to let them all have sex with me. I agreed and called Hotel 6 for reservations for a room. I asked for room 13 and the reception person said that it would be available and that I could have that room. I booked it for the next Friday night.
