3 comments/ 35086 views/ 18 favorites Michelle My Hotwife By: KINKYCanada My first entry to what I hope is a long series to my cheating hot wife fantasy. Any and all similarities to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Many thanks to Misslitfinder for all her help and support with my story. Hope you all enjoy. ***** I knew I was going catch shit for what I had done but I didn't care it was worth it as far as I was concerned. I feel life only throws you so many unbelievable situations, so many life defining events. It's because of this opinion that when one comes along you have to jump on it, regardless of the consequences. My name is R.J. I live in Winnipeg Manitoba, I'm forty years old, married with no kids. I work as an electrician and my wife works is a personal banker. Michelle is a tall voluptuous woman whose sense of adventure is only equaled by her love of cooking. She is a gem, a true gem, and I am one lucky bastard. I was at a job site with my fellow sparky's , and we were just cleaning up to go for the day when I got a call from Michelle asking if it was alright to have coffee with an old friend. I never really gave it much thought and didn't ask any questions. I simply said: "Sure!" "Are you and the boys going out to watch the game tonight?" She asked. "Ya it's the Giants!" I replied. I had only missed a few Monday night games since I fell in love with the game. And I never missed a Giant game. "So I can expect your drunk ass to walk in late and not in the mood tonight?" she said with a touch of sarcasm in her vibrant voice. "Well, if you drink I don't want you driving!" she warned. Then I said the thing that set the whole night into action: "I'll stay at Tim and Shannon's place tonight, that way it'll be easier for me to get to work tomorrow! And I won't drive drunk!" "So I won't expect you at all tonight. OK, I'll go to bed and not wait up then? Will you call if you are going to come home so you don't scare the piss out of me walking in, in the middle of the night?" she said. "Sure no prob, love ya and I'll talk to you tomorrow!" and I hung up. We went back to Tim's place where I keep a lot of clothes and a full set of toiletries. I got ready for the game and we headed off. I have to admit I never thought anything like this would happen to me. Many coincidences had happened that night between that conversation and me going home. The first: I didn't drink. I always drink during Monday night football. I can't tell you why I didn't last night; I just didn't Second , I left the game earlier than I normally would. The game had ended without many incidences. So by football standards, it was a very short game and I didn't stay for my usual post game talk with the boys. Third, I didn't call Michelle to let her know I was coming home that night. I thought it was early enough that she would still be awake. I drove up to my house, and there were two cars in the driveway. No biggie- she had told me that she was to have guests over tonight. What was a little strange was the fact that the living room lights were out. But I thought they must be in the kitchen or possibly in the basement- that's all. Michelle rarely entertained guests down there. I walked in and slipped off my boots, and headed to the kitchen. It was strange, 'Empty' strange. I guess they could've been downstairs. So I headed down, what I saw changed both my life and the way I viewed people and my marriage forever. I need to give you a little background about Michelle. Well to start with, she is very sexual. She always liked trying new things. So for our tenth anniversary I bought us a sex swing. And let me tell you we put a lot of miles on that swing. It was the most advanced sex swing on the market, there isn't a position you can't get into when strapped to it. So there I am at the entrance to my game room. And my wife is naked except for a pair of thigh high, red patent leather boots and a long strap on dildo. I knew she owned the strap on and I knew she used it on a girlfriend of hers once a very long time ago, before we got together. The boots went with a halloween costume she wore to a party a few years back. Michelle was sitting in the swing with her legs stretched out as far as they could go. Only she wasn't alone. True, she had told me she was having company. I just wasn't expecting this. There were two men with her, both in collars and nothing else, and both men were younger than Michelle or myself, I guessed maybe twenty. One male was between her legs, while the other was at her mouth. She had one in her mouth and one in her pussy. Both men were in decent shape, a little thin I thought. One was covered in tattoo while the other was clean. At least as far as I could tell anyway. It was as if I had stepped into a time warp or the twilight zone. I had been married for fifteen years, happily I might add. I had no idea, she hid it so well from me. Had it been going on for a long time? Had I driven her to it? I thought for a married couple of fifteen years that we actually had a really great sex life. Yet here she was, having a threeway with two men. I think what was getting to me the most was the fact that it was turning me on. Not the cheating; the pleasure my wife seemed to be receiving from the two men. It was as if it was an aphrodisiac. Her little grunts of pleasure and the way her boot covered legs looked, her long raven hair hanging off the back of her head, her smallish b-cup breasts with stark tan lines from religiously tanning with the exact bikini every time. All of it was mosaic of turn ons. I cannot tell you why I wasn't angry; I should have beat some ass seeing this. Instead I backed out of the room and headed out to my truck. I decided to give Michelle a call and see what would happen, see how fast they flee! The thought actually put a smile on my face. I parked my truck on the corner so I could still see my house. I waited five more minutes; I didn't want to completely ruin her fun. When the five minutes ticked by I dialed her cell. "Hello... R.J. What is it dear?" she asked, answering after five rings. "Hey babe, sorry to bother you! You asked me to call if I was going to come home. Well the game was short and I decided not to drink so I am on my way should be there in fifteen!" I said casually, I was listening intently for any sounds in the background. Sadly I couldn't hear a thing. Michelle took a while answer. Of course I wouldn't have thought a thing about it before, but now I was imagining her eyes getting big, scrambling to get them out of the house before the big, bad, wolf gets home. "Oh ok! You sure you haven't had too much to drink? I really don't want you to risk it if you've been drinking!" She argued. I smiled at this. Again yesterday wouldn't have given this act of concern a second thought. Now however... It was actually turning out to be a pretty good evening. "No, I am stone sober darling. But I love the concern! Besides, don't you want me home? I am actually in a pretty kinky mood!" I said trying to stir the pot a little more. "I... I... Of course I want you home baby! Just pick me up a pack of cigarettes on your way home please! See you soon then!" I knew this was coming, just one more stall, buy a little more time, secure a clean getaway for her playthings. Ok, I'll play along. "Sure thing baby. See you in about twenty then! Put on something kinky for me!" I replied, I was now ready to play this out for as long as I could. The store was only a minute away; I would watch' till I witnessed the exodus. About ten minutes later I saw the front door open, and two men exited. Michelle was standing in the door wearing a bathrobe, the men were in casual fare. They walked to their respective cars and drove off. They went right by me, never giving me a second look. I drove to the store and picked up a bottle of jack, and her smokes. I waited ten minutes more just to secure the ruse. I pulled up to the house for the second time that night, only this time to an empty driveway, and lights on. I walked in and went into the bedroom to change. Michelle was sitting on the bed reading a magazine. I looked around for any signs of what all happened in the house. Michelle smiled a big toothy smile. I handed the cigarettes to her then proceeded to undress. "Thanks dear. How are the boys and Shannon? Not like Tim to let you leave without tying a few on!" She asked. I smiled back at her. "They're all good. No, I just wasn't feeling it tonight. Plus truthfully, like I said I am in a particularly naughty mood tonight." I was standing in front of her with only my boxers on, and sporting a rather rigid hard on. "I thought you were going to wear something kinky for me?" I asked noticing that she was not wearing anything kinky under her robe. "I am not really in the mood baby!" she answered me. I noticed a little bit of red show in her cheeks. Oh how I was now loving this little game. I crawled onto the bed. I leaned in for a kiss. I smelt a hint of lube as I got close to her. We use a rather wide range of sexual aids and some of the lubes we have are pretty strong in smell. I kissed her cheek, moving in towards her sensual naturally red lips. I kissed her lightly at first, then harder and more forceful, and soon she was receptive to my advance. With my right hand I undid the belt of her robe and pulled it open exposing, her naked body. I looked down at her waist and legs, there plain as day were the tell signs that she was wearing her harness and boots, both leave indents on her flesh that don't go away for at least an hour. I grabbed her left tit roughly and gave it a squeeze. She moaned as I started to man handle her. I kissed her again letting her tongue enter my mouth; a sure sign that she is aroused. I knew that only a half hour ago this same mouth was sucking another man's cock. As I thought about it I found my cock getting harder and harder. I wanted her so badly. But not as a cuckold or a sissy bystander. But as a man who wanted to fuck her so hard that she was not going to walk right for a month. A man who right at that moment didn't mind sharing. "What brought this all on?" Michelle asked getting her arms out of her robe, she pushed me back. She took my cock out of it's confines and began to stroke it, looking deep into my eyes. looking for some sign that I know something, something that maybe I shouldn't know. It was pointless; I was a stone, and I was not giving up anything! "I was joking with Tim and Shannon, and started to flirt... well she was pretty drunk and made some threesome jokes and... well it turned me on and I needed some." I lied. It was true that I flirted with Shannon about a threesome, but that was nothing new, I always flirted with all my friend's wives and girlfriend's. But that wasn't what got me here now. No it was watching my wife commit adultery. That was what brought me to this point. "Now are you going to suck that cock or not?" I said to her. "Mmmmmmmm... I think I might have a little fun instead! Maybe have my way with you!" Michelle said giving my cock a hard slap. I cringed as the glorious pain shot throughout my body. "Bitch!" "Bitch am I! Well we will see just what kind of fucking bitch I can be!" She said slapping my cock again. An evil grin appearing on her face. "Get on your fucking hands and knees!" she demanded. I instantly did what she asked. Michelle got off the bed and walked to the dresser. We kept all our toys in the bottom drawer. I saw her rummage around and then walk back to the bed and climb on behind me. "Eye's forward!" she said as I looked over my shoulder at my sexy wife. I looked forward and waited. I felt the first slap on my bare ass. Then another, then another my ass was burning. I bit my bottom lip in pleasure. She ran a finger down the crack of my ass, over my asshole. She did it again and then one more time, the last time I felt the wetness of the lube she was applying to it. I felt the tip of her finger penetrate me, as she pushed I held my breath, the pressure was terrible at first. Unnatural is what I thought. Then as she got it deeper it changed to pure ecstasy. "So is this what my kinky man had in mind? Getting his tight virgin ass fingered?" She said in her sultry tone. Michelle gave my ass another slap when I didn't answer. Truth was I wasn't expecting this at all. I couldn't tell you what I was expecting because I was on autopilot from the moment I saw my wife with two other men. "YES... God yes." I cried out. "Good!" she said and quickened her pace. I felt her other hand grab my cock as she fingered my ass, she began to jerk me off like she was milking a cow. I felt the orgasm coming; I knew it was going to be more glorious than anything I had felt before, because I was more turned on then ever. With one more thrust and one last tug I came. I came and came. It felt like I dropped a liter of cum on the bed. I almost wept it felt so good. "Oh that's my good boy... will you look at all that glorious cum!" She said pulling out her finger and letting me go. I turned over to see my wife scooping up all the jizz she could then to my astonishment she sat back and with her legs spread she smeared it all over her pussy. "Now lick it up!" she said with a deviant smile. I blinked, not saying a word. "Eat it now!" Michelle said again just as calm with a little more force. I sat looking at her glistening, beautiful cunt with her protruding lips and dark landing strip. I had eaten her out a thousand times. But I had never done anything like this before. Was this punishment for ruining her threesome? "Really?" was all I could muster. Michelle smiled again and drew her finger along the outside of one pussy lip. She then crooked her finger at me and inviting me in. I leaned in close. She licked the cum off her finger and then grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me in and kissing me hard on the mouth, her tongue invading me. I don't to this day know why but that was the most erotic thing I had ever done. She stopped kissing me and with her hand still on the back of my head she pushed my face, rather forcefully I might add in to her pussy. My lips were the first to touch it, now I wasn't opposed to it. I was actually turned on and soon found myself cleaning her whole pussy. I knew that she had another man's cock in it not that long ago. This didn't even faze me anymore. I licked and sucked till she was writhing and grinding in my face. I had a hot wife and was going to enjoy her and play her while she was with as many people as she wanted. She just didn't know it yet! Michelle My Hotwife Ch. 02 When I awoke the next day, I was amazed at how relaxed I was. I looked over at Michelle and saw that she was sleeping soundly, as she usually was as I got up three hours before her most days. In the shower, I jerked myself to one of the best finishes ever. I had a hard on all the while I ate breakfast and made my lunch. I went and got dressed and looked at my Michelle still sound asleep. I kissed her passionately and left for work. The boys seemed to know something was up with me. I seemed happy and had more spring in my step. Tim was the first to ask what was up. "Dude, what is up with you today? You left early last night, you didn't drink, and here you are prancing around like you just won the fucking lottery!" "Tim, something happened to me so wild that you wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said with a smile. Tim shook his head and walked away. The boys avoided me the rest of the day, thinking I was going through some sort of metal breakdown and didn't want to be anywhere near me when the bottom fell out. I headed home after work again denying the boys a round of beers. When I walked in the house, I saw that Michelle was still at work. I wasn't surprised by this as it was only because of the after work beers I usually had with the boys that made me later then her. I was still wound up about the night before and determined to make the most of the situation that had so neatly presented itself to me. Thinking long and hard on the best way to proceed, I decided that I needed to catch her in the act again, only this time I would join in. I knew she would be home soon and I needed to play it out the same way I did last time; only now I knew the signs I was looking for. Michelle walked in the door just after six that evening, she was surprised to see me but happy. She went and changed and then had her usual before dinner smoke out back before joining me in the dining room. "No beer with the boys tonight?" she asked sitting at the table. I looked into her coffee brown eyes and smiled. She truly was a beautiful woman. "Not tonight, my dear. I need to go out of town next week for three days to get a site ready and want to spend time with you until then!" I said putting my plan to catch her again into action. I am not sure if it was that I wanted to see her have a reaction to my news of going out of town or if she really did have one, but I could have sworn that after I said it she had the slightest smile. "Oh no! Well I am glad that we will be spending a couple of days together anyway," she said getting up and heading to the kitchen. "What did you want for supper? I was going to just make a salad!" she called out to me. "Why don't we go out tonight?" "OK, where did you want to go?" she asked returning to the dining room. "Chop!" I said getting up to go and change. Chop is an expensive steak and seafood restaurant in Winnipeg. "Sounds good," she replied and we went to change. I wore a nice suit and Michelle wore a beautiful black evening dress with high heels and stockings. We drove the thirty minutes to the steakhouse talking about her day; her job on most days was very boring but on occasion she would have something interesting to say about it. As we ate, I steered the talk towards sex, seeing as I was horny as hell from both the night before and the thought of catching her again. "Honey, what's the nastiest thing you've ever done?" I asked after the main course plates were taken from our table. Michelle looked into my eyes, trying to see where I was going with this. She smiled thinking I am sure of some kinky night in her past that I have never heard about. She took a sip of her wine then answered. "Well..." she began. A wicked smile creeping across her face. "In college, I was maybe nineteen, no virgin mind you, but still not too experienced. Well I was on a date with a guy I liked and we went back to his place. He had three roommates and, well, after a couple of lines and a lot of rum, I fucked all four of them. Afterwards, they all came on my face! That would be the nastiest thing I've ever done." I was in shock! I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I knew she was a lot more wild than I was; I also knew because of last night that she was into group sex. I never knew that she was this wild. She had told me that in college she was a fairly big drug user and had long since kicked any habit. I didn't know what to say, I just sat there staring at her. "What?" she asked after what must have been a minute of silence. I took a sip of wine and cleared my throat. "Sorry dear... I just wasn't expecting that. I never knew you had had group sex before! Was that the only time?" I asked, curious now both with how she would answer and what I might hear. She took my hand in hers. "I'll answer any questions you ask! BUT, you must promise not to think less of me. This was before we met and truthfully I was a different person back then! Deal?" I squeezed her hand hard. "Michelle, I love you and no matter what you did in the past, hell even what you might want to do now, I will continue to love you!" I said, I immediately thought I may have overplayed my hand. Her eyebrows rose a little at my last statement. "No, I have had group sex three times before. That time, once with two sorority sisters, and lastly with a sorority sister and her boyfriend." I smiled at her answer. The waitress came and asked if we wanted dessert. I looked at Michelle. "No, I think we will be having dessert at home. Just the bill." Michelle smiled a wicked smile back at me. I paid the cheque and we went back home. As I drove, my mind was racing, mostly about what she wasn't telling me! What had gone on behind my back? I thought of her in so many dirty situations, my cock was a rod now. Michelle caressed my thigh as I began to drive with hurried purpose. We didn't talk too much on the way home, and once in the garage I quickly ushered her inside. Once we were in the foyer, I pulled her close. I wanted to just fuck her though. No making love, just raw sex. I pulled up her dress and forced her to bend over. With her high heels and her already tall height, I easily entered her. I pushed into her wet pussy with ease. She too had obviously wanted this for she made no objection and her pussy was positively dripping wet. I looked at her asshole as I drove my cock into her. Her perfect ass and puckered button. Grabbing her hips, I fucked her with all my might. Michelle grunted and moaned as I laid into her. She was very flexible from years of sports and yoga, so bending over so far was no problem. "Don't cum baby, I want more!" she panted as I vigorously fucked her. She knew me well as I was getting close. I pulled out and dropped to my knees. I looked at her dripping pussy for a second and then began to eat her out. "Oh you nasty boy!! Yesss that's it, eat me!" Michelle cried out. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled it deeper into her. My nose was buried in her ass. I loved it. All the while, though, I was thinking of what her lovers since we've been married have done to bring her pleasure, the more I thought the dirtier the scenario played out in my mind. The dirtier the scenario, the hornier I became. I got up and the two of us walked to the backyard where we owned a nice large hot tub. We were normally pretty conservative when outside the safety of our home, but tonight we didn't care. We stripped off our clothes, I uncovered the tub and we climbed in. I left the deck lights off and put on only the tub lights. They were different hues of blue and green. I climbed in first followed by my wife. I sat on one edge, still sporting an iron hard on. Michelle waded over and took me in her mouth. I didn't want a gentle blowjob and when I put my hand on the back of her head and forced her down she got the message and reciprocated nicely. She swallowed my cock and let me fuck her mouth roughly. "You nasty slut! You look so good with a cock in your mouth!" I said getting more and more worked up. I remembered pictures of her in college where she was a real wild child, I could now with vivid detail picture her sucking off four guys and letting them use her like a common whore. Again, these thoughts only fueled my desire for her. I wanted to see this with my own eyes, I wanted to be there while she sucked them off, be involved. "Mmmm I am a nasty slut! I love cock!" she said pulling off and slapping my meat on her tongue. "What do you want this whore to do next?" "Lick my ass!" I blurted out. Michelle smiled and moved away letting me turn around. I bent over the edge exposing my ass to her. She moved back to me and spread my cheeks and began to lick my asshole. I was in heaven; her touch was magical and I felt my hole dilate as she pushed farther into me. She was soon fucking my ass with her tongue. All I could do was grunt as she brought me to new heights of pleasure. The whole ass play was new to me, she had rimmed me before but we were both drunk and it was not for any length of time and didn't really register as pleasure for me. Then last night she fingered my ass for the first time, and this opened up the floodgates for me wanting ass play more and more. I felt her push a finger into me soon and then I was sure she pushed in another. I looked back over my shoulder at her. She seemed to be in a trance concentrating on my only my ass and what she was doing to it. "God baby your ass is so tight I love it. I want to fuck it so badly!" "What, with your toy?" I asked, just the thought made my cock twitch with anticipation. Michelle stood up and grabbed my hips and pretending as if she had a cock she began to mimic fucking me. I have to admit this would have wigged me out a few days ago but since Monday night, there were no taboos any more with me. Nothing was out of bounds any more. "Ya I think it would be so hot!" I felt her pussy slap against my asshole. "Oh baby I am cumming just thinking about it!" I closed my eyes as she role played fucking my ass. I now knew I wanted this. "Fuuccckkk! Yea it would be!" I said not able to control myself. Michelle gave a wicked giggle and dropped back into the water. She pulled my cock between my legs and started to suck it again. I was still bent over and now was thinking of her fucking me in the ass. I needed her, I needed her now. I sat back into the tub and pulled her down onto me. Her back was to me, she guided me easily into her pussy. The heat of water and the heat of her pussy began to make me sweat. Michelle too was sweating profusely as she bounced up and down on my cock. I cupped her tits and nipped at her neck. The riding was causing waves to splash over the edge of tub onto the deck. Her loud moans and my grunts I knew must be making the neighbors wonder what we were doing. "I'm going to cum!" I said as she quickened the pace in which she was riding my cock. "Yea, cum in me!" "Here it comes!" I said after one last thrust. I held her down on me and deposited all I had in me. Michelle sat there for a long while, my cock still in her. I didn't think I ever wanted to move from that spot. But reality soon hit us and we realized that we in fact had drawn a crowd. I could see the neighbors to our left standing on their porch which, due to their vantage point, was one of the reasons we behaved when we were outside. They could and probably did see absolutely everything Michelle and I had done. To our right the neighbor I didn't get along with was also outside listening in. I could see her pudgy little body through the slats in the fence. "Having fun I see!" Irene said from her porch. She was a cool older lady who was, by my knowledge, on her fourth marriage; each time she would marry a younger man. Greg, her current husband, was a little over forty where Irene was well into her sixties. Michelle blushed and waved at her but said nothing, she reached down and grabbed her dress and scurried inside. I followed suit. As we darted into our house, we endured cat calls from Greg and Irene. Jackie, who was the other neighbor, said nothing. Though I can only imagine what she was thinking. Once inside the safety of our house, we both burst out laughing. "Shit, what they must think of us!" Michelle said dropping her now soaked dress by the laundry room. "Ah fuck'em, they're just jealous cause they don't got what we do!" I said walking up to the bedroom. Michelle didn't come up for quite awhile and I started to wonder what was going on. I walked back downstairs to see her at her laptop, she had slipped on a robe that must have been down there. I walked quietly up behind her and looked to see what she was looking at. She was on messenger chatting with someone. I only had a few seconds but it was all I needed to confirm that she was planning something for when I was to be away. I backed up and made a noise as if I had just entered. Michelle sat bolt upright and closed her computer. She looked at me and smiled. "Sorry babe lost track of time. Just chatting with Chris. I think I might have a visit with him and Lorie while you are gone," she said quickly. She then grabbed her smokes and headed out for her before bed cigarette. I smiled and went back up to the room. I must have been tired for I didn't remember seeing her walk into the room before I fell asleep, but I awoke with her next to me. I got up and did my usual routine and then headed off to work for the day. There Tim and the others bothered me about how I was acting all odd, I took it all and gave shots back where I could; I didn't want there to be a chance for Tim to say anything to tip Michelle off because Shannon and Michelle were very close friends and talked all the time. I knew if they really thought something was up that Shannon would say something to Michelle. This might get her guard up. By the end of the day, I had everything back to normal. I told Tim I needed to go out of town for a job. This was common for us and we never really asked too many questions about it. Now that I had Tim, Michelle and everyone else concerned that I was going out of town, I needed to leave town. I decided to stay with an old friend who I still talked to but Michelle hated, there was no worry that way for her hearing about it. Dale was happy for the company and we enjoyed the first two nights joking and talking. I borrowed his car to check in on Michelle and see if there were any cars in the driveway. The first two nights there was nothing. The third night, however, I pulled on to our street and there in the driveway was one of the two cars that was there that first night. I parked up the street and headed to Irene and Greg's place. It was only ten and I knew they didn't go to bed til pretty late. I knocked, Greg answered the door in a pair of shorts and that was all. I saw Irene dart by in only a skimpy teddy from what I could tell. "R.J. what are you doing here?" Greg asked, it wasn't rude or angry the way he asked but I knew I had interrupted sex. "Shit, sorry Greg I didn't mean to interrupt you guys. I just need to use your balcony for a minute! Would that be OK?" I asked. I really didn't want to interrupt them but I also really wanted to make sure when I barged in on Michelle that she would be in the middle of something. Greg looked more than confused at my request but simply invited me in and led me to the porch. "Just let yourself out the side gate when you are done, OK!" he said. I thanked him and watched him turn and walk away. I looked over at my house and was very surprised to see that Michelle had neglected to close all the blinds. I could see her and the tattooed young man sitting at the table in the kitchen. They each had a cup of coffee in front of them and seemed deep in conversation. Michelle was wearing a button down blouse and a skirt from what I could tell, and the man was wearing a pair of jeans and a dress shirt. I looked on, careful not to make myself too visible or draw attention to myself. It was almost a half hour before I saw her stand and take him by the hand, she turned off the kitchen light and not too long after, I saw my bedroom light turn on. I turned and walked back into Greg's house forgetting completely what he had asked of me. I could hear them fucking somewhere in the house so I made a beeline for the front door only catching a glimpse of the two of them on a sofa in the living room. I saw her legs in the air and his ass pumping up and down. I turned back and went back out and used the exit he had asked me to instead. I went to my front door and tried it. Locked, I inserted my key and opened it. I crept carefully upstairs to our bedroom I could tell that they were still not fully into it yet, I waited to hear something that would signal me the right time to enter. My cock was already rock hard, and I hadn't seen anything yet! But what would I see? Would I still be turned on? Would my view change to anger this time? All these thoughts raced through my mind. I only need wait a short time. "Oh god Michelle yeeessss that's it, just like that!" I heard his young voice cry out. "Take it you sissy little fuck!" I heard her tell him, I knew that this was my time. I walked in and saw my wife standing at the foot of the bed her lover laying back, his legs in the air. I could see the harness and I knew all too well what she was doing. I made enough noise this time to alert her to my presence. She slowly turned to face me. Her lover sat up and froze. "I thought you... I thought you were out of town?" she said slowly. I could tell she was shit scared as was the young man. I began to take off my clothes. I wanted this! I knew I did, seeing her with her strap on, her perfect cougar body, her long raven black hair her tan lines. I wanted it all. I still hadn't said a word by the time I was naked. "How long?" "Monday night I caught you! I've been setting this up since!" I admitted to her. "Now let's do this!" I said walking up and kissing her. "I think you were fucking his ass when I walked in!" I said looking at the tattooed man sitting on our bed. Michelle nodded and I nudged her to continue. I told them to resume what they were doing. The two did as I desired, soon she was fucking his ass while he jerked off. I got behind her and cupped her breasts as I looked on. I had to admit I was turned on. I never thought I would have been but here I was watching my wife cheat and I was loving it. I spit on my hand and began lubing up my hard cock. I positioned it right as her back door, Michelle stopped long enough to let me enter her. I thought I would have to work harder to get it into her but it went in with not too much trouble. Soon we got a rhythm going where she really did all the work she would just piston herself back and forth, while the two of us just remained still. She was instantly into it. I could feel her passion build as was my own. I was loving it. Though I just barged in, things were moving as if we had planned them for months. We had had anal sex a couple of times though neither time was this fast or nasty. It was almost like were just testing the waters before. I would enter her and after a few slow thrusts I would pull out. Not now though, now she was like a seasoned pornstar, willing and able to take it all. "R.J. God damit your cock is so fucking big!" she moaned. I knew all too well that this was for my ego, she still thought there would be a downside to this, wanted to butter me up. I gave her tits a nice hard squeeze. "Fucking right it is! You love it in the ass, don't you slut?" I hissed in her ear. The emotion caused me to pull back and try and rifle it into her, my cock fell a little low and pumped in between her legs. "Fuck..." I muttered. Michelle pulled out of the young man and turned to face me. "Slow down, we have all night baby! Now what do you want next." She kissed me deeply on the lips, I reciprocated, the whole time her lover said nothing. "Anything you want!" Michelle My Hotwife Ch. 02 "Anything?" I repeated. She smiled and sat on the bed next to the young man. "Anything!" I looked at the young man who was still on his back. I walked around the bed and took in the room, though this was my room and I knew every inch of it by heart, I seemed to need to look at it from a different point of view. This was now a room of sin and perversion and I wanted it to be used accordingly. I turned to my wife and told her to get into a sixty nine with her lover. Michelle started to take off her strapon. "No leave it on, feed it to him! Let him taste it all!" I told her. She smiled and left it on. She climbed onto the bed and got onto to her lover. The young man's name was Todd. Todd was a toy to her, this I knew, a means to an end. There were no feelings for him other than sex, and I knew in that instant that as long as she only wanted sex from them that I would be fine with it. I watched as they sixty nined each other Todd taking all she gave and Michelle swallowing all he had. I moved onto the bed and knelt by her face. "Here take mine too!" I said offering her my cock as well. Michelle kept Todd's in her hand and opened her mouth for mine, I shoved it into her mouth, and thrust it into her roughly. "Take it all you slut!" I growled. Michelle did as she was told. I put a hand on her tailbone and forced her to fuck Todd's mouth harder. Each of them were going to pay today! When I was done throating her, I let her suck him a little longer. Then I got her off him, told her to take off the harness and get on to him, start to ride him on the bed. Michelle looked at me still trying to see if I was mad or horny. The truth was I was super turned on, but there was a small side of me that wanted her and her lover to be punished. When she slipped a condom on to him, she got into a straddling position and started to ride him. I got behind her and re-entered her ass. This was the first time doing a woman for me. I didn't know nor did I care if it was for either of them. I was only concerned with my pleasure! I took a hand full of her hair and pulled back on it hard. "God you love cock, don't you?" I whispered into her ear! She grunted and in a lusty tone answered. "God yes. I love it, crave it, and need it! All the fucking cock I can get!" Her reply just made me love her all the more. I knew this was her at her most vulnerable and scared and she was not backing down or making excuses! She was being a good little hot wife and getting off on it! I could feel Todd beneath us, my balls would graze his own from time to time. I looked over at the mirror over the dresser and saw in full view the situation. I loved the site of her body sandwiched between us. Todd's eyes were closed tight and he seemed to be concentrating really hard on not cumming; I, however, was loving it and knew I was going to last a lot longer than usual. Michelle screamed out as an orgasm overtook her, and she began to shake as she came beneath me. It wasn't long after that when Todd began to erratically thrust into her. I slowed down and let him get control of himself. This of course just made him come faster. He cried out as he came. Michelle collapsed on him, also spent. I was far from done though and started to pound her ass again. I was going to have my big cum. I was going to fuck her till I was ready to stop! Thankfully for both of us she turned to look at me and ever so seductively licked her upper lip. "That's it baby, fuck my ass! Give it to me!" With that, I pulled out and jerked my cock till cum was shooting all over her ass and back. Michelle moved out from between us and collapsed on the bed. I climbed off and grabbed my robe. Michelle propped herself up on her elbows and looked at Todd. "Sweetie, I think it's time for you to go!" She looked at me. I was guessing that she wanted a reading as to what to tell him. 'Was I down for more later? Or was I going to pull the plug right here and now?' I nodded a small nod and left the room. I for whatever reason couldn't be in the room while she invited her lover back for another session. I remained in my study till I heard the door open, I smelt her before I saw her, she had just come back in from a smoke, and I knew she was nervous about talking to me. I was still unsure myself about where I stood. It was great, just now true. Now it was over, though, it became real. She cheated on me. Deceived me and went behind my back and brought lovers into our marital bed! Could I really just forgive this? If I didn't though, what kind of husband would I be? I orchestrated a whole scenario where I would catch her just so I could join in. I planned this and now I was going to be the one to get mad! I knew I was going to catch hell for what I had done. I just didn't know it would be me giving it! I felt her hands on my shoulders. She massaged them as I thought of what I was doing. "Say something baby?" she said in her usual soft tone. I put my hand on her hers and gave it a squeeze. "I am to blame for this if we can't work it out. I planned this, I thought I wanted this. Now that it is all done, I am not so sure! Michelle, you cheated on me!" I stood up and kissed her. She accepted. "How many times? I want the whole truth! If I catch you lying, or even think you are keeping anything from me, we will have a problem!" I needed to know the whole story. When Michelle didn't answer, I started to walk past her out of the study. Michelle grabbed my arm. "I will tell you everything as long as you promise to try and work it out after!" I nodded. "Of course!" We sat on the couch and she began. End.