0 comments/ 137982 views/ 4 favorites Becoming A Slut Wife: Judy By: Just Plain Bob I probably never would have experienced the excitement of watching my wife fucking another man if she hadn't gotten drunk at her cousin's wedding. She didn't get 'passed out' drunk, just silly, giggly, almost falling down drunk, but it was enough to set the stage for the most excitingly erotic scene I'd ever seen to that point in my life. Judy is not normally a heavy drinker, in fact in nine years of marriage I'd only seen her drunk once, but even then she was ambulatory and I had no problem in getting her home. When we attended the reception for her Cousin Connie's wedding I had no inkling of what was to happen and how it just might change our lives. There were over a hundred guests at the reception and Judy and I knew most of them. Some of them we hadn't seen in several years so it was get reacquainted time for both Judy and me. There were several that I didn't know, a lot of them people who had gone to school with both Judy and Connie and who I'd never met. The most interesting one there, at least to me, was an old boyfriend of Judy's who she kept trying to avoid. My interest was not in getting the two of them together, but in watching the way Judy behaved every time he looked like he was going to come our way. She was behaving like a silly schoolgirl playing coy and hard to get for a boy she really liked and wanted to be with. I wasn't the only one who noticed and as I sat talking to Connie she made the comment, "I wonder what Judy would do if you weren't here?" I asked what she meant and she clued me in as to what was going on. The guy's name was Rory and he and Judy had gone steady from the sixth grade to the eleventh grade and they had an agreement; Judy was going to give Rory her virginity on her seventeenth birthday, until then it was just hand jobs and an occasional blow job. They would be married when they graduated and then live happily ever after. During spring break, two weeks before Judy was to turn seventeen, her parents took her and went to visit some relatives out of state. They were supposed to be gone for six days, but something happened and they came home after only four. Judy called to let Rory know that she was home and his mother told her that he was out so she went looking for him. She found him at the park engaged in some heavy necking with Mary Ann Miller, there was a scene, and Judy ran home and never spoke to him again. "He sure seems like he wants to rekindle something," I said. Connie laughed, "That's why I said I wonder what would happen if you weren't here." After hearing Connie's comment and the little story behind it I wondered about it too and she must have seen it on my face, "You want to find out?" I smiled and said, "I am just a little bit curious." Connie gave me a long thoughtful look and then said, "Wait here. I need to go and get my purse." She came back several minutes later and told me to follow her. The reception was being held at the Elks club and Connie worked there. She led me to an upstairs office and unlocked the door and ushered me inside. Inside the room were three windows and Connie pointed them out to me, "That one overlooks the hall floor, that one over looks the patio and that one over looks the parking lot. If you don't turn on any lights you can look out, but no one can see you up here. I'll go down and tell Judy that I sent you for more ice or whiskey or something, but you have to share. What ever you see you have to tell me about, deal?" I agreed and she left me in the office and headed back downstairs to the reception. I walked over to the window that over looked the hall and found that if people were not right up against the wall just below me I could see everybody there. I watched Connie walk up to Judy and talk with her for a minute or so and then Connie's new husband came up and led her out onto the dance floor. For a while nothing happened. Judy sat at our table drinking vodka tonics, talking to people who came by to chat; she danced with the bridegroom, the best man and a couple of other guys and always went back to our table. About forty-five minutes after I had started watching I saw Rory heading for the table. Judy saw him coming too and she turned and faced in the other direction. Rory stopped at our table and even though it seemed like she was ignoring him he kept talking and eventually she turned, got up and went out onto the dance floor with him. They stayed out on the floor, talking and dancing, for three dances, but when the band stopped to take a break they came back to the table long enough to get fresh drinks and then they headed out onto the patio. I moved to the window overlooking the patio and watched them walk to a bench and sit down. They talked for about five minutes and then they stood up and went around behind some bushes where they couldn't be seen; couldn't be seen by anyone on the ground that is, but from my perch I could see down over the tops of the bushes. They embraced, kissed and after a moment Rory had his hands on Judy's tits. I heard a key in the door and I turned to see Connie and her husband John coming into the room, "I saw them leave. Are they doing anything yet?" They came over to the window just in time to se Rory take his cock out and put Judy's hand on it. She let go and he took it and put it back on him and that time she didn't let go. They kissed again and Rory pushed the top of her dress down, unsnapped Judy's bra and started playing with her tits. Rory kissed her again and I saw Judy's hand begin to move as she started to stroke his cock. Connie said, "Are you going to stop them or let it go on?" "How do I stop it?" I said, "I'm not supposed to be here, remember? And even if I just got back I wouldn't have seen them leave, so how would I know where they are?" Connie turned to John and said, "Go down and tell them you saw them leave and you just thought that they should know that Ralph just got back and is looking for Judy." John left and Connie moved up beside me at the window and we looked down and saw Rory put his hands on Judy's shoulders and push her down to her knees. It was obvious, at least to me, that she wasn't resisting and when she was down in front of Rory she leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth. "If we hadn't come in you wouldn't have stopped them." I didn't answer and she said. "You're getting turned on watching?" She reached over and found that I did indeed have a hard on, "Oh baby, you are getting turned on by them. Here, let me see" and she unzipped me and pulled my cock out. I was so surprised at her actions that I just stood there as she bent over and took my cock in her mouth and started giving me a blow job. She sucked on me for about three minutes and when she had me ready to cum I tried to push her away, but she held on to me and took my ejaculation in her mouth. She swallowed it all and then tucked me back into my pants and then she saw the look on my face and laughed, "Hey, it's my wedding night and I can do what I want. Besides, it's only fair that you have some fun since Judy is. You do realize that now that the two of them are talking again, and after what you have just seen that they will be fucking before too long. It's only a matter of time now. Can you handle it, or is there a divorce in your future?" I saw John come out onto the patio and call for Rory and Judy and I said, "No, no divorce, I guess I will just have to handle it, won't I?" Connie kissed me and said, "Well baby, you have a nice cock and you can call Connie any time you feel the need to get even with Judy." I looked at her and she smiled back at me, "John and I have an open relationship. We are free to do what we want as long as we tell each other what we are doing." We watched as Rory and Judy hurriedly put their clothing back in order and I wondered if Rory had cum in my wife's mouth before John interrupted. "You better get on down there and make like you're looking for her." I was sitting at our table when Judy and Rory walked up. Judy introduced him as a very old friend from high school that she hadn't seen in years. I asked him to join us and for the next hour the two of them played the 'do you remember' game. The two were sitting opposite me and I noticed that every once in a while Judy would give a start, a little jerky movement and I also noticed that every time it happened that Rory's hand that was closest to her was under the table. I waited until the two of them were looking at each other and I dropped my napkin to the floor and bent to pick it up. A quick look under the table showed Judy's legs spread wide apart and Rory's fingers in her pussy. It was as Connie had said, it wasn't a question of if, it was a question of when. I could tell that Judy was feeling guilty because of the way she was drinking. She hadn't been drunk when she went to her knees in front of Rory, but she was fast approaching the giddy stage now. I sat across the table from them and thought about how hard I'd gotten watching them from the window and I wondered how I could manage to be where I could see them when they finally got around to hanging the horns on me. And then I had an idea - why wait until they got around to it - why not make it happen now! I got up and got fresh drinks for the three of us; I made Judy's a triple, made Rory's weak and got ginger ale for myself. I did it twice more and by then Judy was blitzed. "Well," I said, "It looks like the party girl is partied out. Guess it's time for us to get out of here. Can I impose on you?" I asked Rory, "She can be quite a handful when she gets like this. Can you help me get her out to the car?" He said he would be glad to and between the two of us we got her out to and then into the car and as we were putting her into the back seat I said, "I'm going to have a hell of a time getting her into the house by myself. Say, I know it's asking a lot of you, but would you ride home with me and help me get her into the house. I'll bed her down and then run you back here." Rory said he'd be glad to, "It's the least I can do for and old friend." I told him to get in the back seat with her and kind of prop her up so she wouldn't fall and hit her head when I made turns. As he was climbing in the back seat I adjusted the rear view mirror so that I could see what was happening at lap level and then I got in the car. Just as I was pulling out I saw Connie come running out to the parking lot and I got out of the car to see what she wanted. "Here" she said, "You forgot her purse" and she handed it to me. "What are you doing?" she wanted to know. "Rather than wait for them to go behind my back I'm going to put them together tonight and get it over with." She smiled and said, "You going to watch?" I shook my head yes and the she laughed and said, "I wish I could leave here and go home with you. I'd like to see it too. Do me a favor and call me and let me know what happens" and then she gave me her cell phone number. I told her I would and then I headed for home. We hadn't gone two blocks before Rory had his cock out and Judy's hand on it. She was leaning on him and he worked one hand under her skirt and I thought I heard her giggle and a few seconds later I saw her hand start to stroke his cock. I'm not even sure that she knew she was doing it, or if she even knew whose cock it was, but I did know that my dick was hard just from watching her small hand slide up and down Rory's cock. Two blocks from the house I said, "We're almost there, just another block" and I watched as he pulled his hand out from under her skirt, took her hand off of his cock and then put his dick away. I saw Judy's hand try to grab hold of the cock as he put it away, but Rory pushed her hand away. Once in the driveway I said, "I'll go unlock the front door and then we will take her straight up to the bedroom." We got Judy up to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed and I told Rory to give me a minute to bed her down and then I'd run him back to the hall. He went back down stairs and I stripped Judy down to her bare skin. The whole time she was giggling and asking me what I was doing and I grinned at her, "Getting you ready for some fucking sweetie. Won't be long now and you're going to have all the cock you can handle for one night." She giggled again and said something that sounded like "Oh goodie." I said, "Spread your legs wide sweetie and get ready." I went down stairs and told Rory that Judy wanted to see him before he left and then I watched him climb the stairs. I gave him a couple of minutes and then I followed him up. He was naked, had Judy's legs up over his shoulders and was fucking her as hard as he could. I stood off to he side and watched as he fucked Judy and as she stared open eyed up at him. The only sounds were the 'slap, slap, slap,' as Rory banged her and 'oh, oh, oh, oh,' from Judy on each in stroke. Pretty soon Rory said, Oh Jesus, I'm going to cum" and he looked over at me, "Is she protected?" I didn't know if Judy had put her diaphragm in that night or not, but I didn't care either so I said, "Sure, go ahead and let her have it" and just a little bit later he came in her. When he pulled his softening cock out of her I said, "I understand that she used to take care of you with blow jobs and hand jobs before you broke up. She still gives great head, see if she can get you up again." He looked at me as if I was from another planet and I smiled at him, "I saw the two of you out behind the bushes. When I saw her go down to her knees and start sucking your cock I knew that the two of you were going to be fucking soon. I just decided to make it happen in front of me instead of behind my back." He looked at me and grinned, "Man, this is wild" as he put his cock up to Judy's mouth. She stared up and him and said, "You're not my husband" but then she opened her mouth and started greedily sucking Rory's dick. I picked up the bedside phone and called the number Connie had given me. She answered on the second ring and said, "Is it happening?" "Even as we speak." "What happened?" "He fucked her and now she's sucking his cock." "Call me tomorrow, I want to hear all about it." Rory fucked Judy three times while I sat and watched and stroked my dick and even though Judy kept saying, "You're not my husband" she kept fucking back at him. When he finished for the third time I was undressed and waiting and as soon as he moved off the bed I moved between Judy's legs and buried my cock in her cum filled cunt. Judy looked up at me and giggled, "You're my husband" and she giggled again. I didn't last very long, but then I hadn't really expected to. Rory started to gather up his clothes and I said, "Where are you going?" "Aren't you going to run me back to the hall?" I grinned and said, "Eventually, but not until tomorrow morning. I want to see what happens when she wakes up in bed with you. See you in the morning." As I was going down the hall to the spare bedroom I heard Judy say, "You're not my husband" followed by the slap, slap of two bodies coming together and I thought that Judy might not wake up next to him in the morning - he might never let her go to sleep. Ah well, tomorrow was going to be an interesting day at my house. Becoming a Slut Wife: Julie Hanson Charlie Hanson sat in his work cubicle and stared at his computer screen. His mind really wasn't at work. No, in fact his mind was 27.3 miles away at the little two-bedroom ranch at 1346 Morningside Drive. Specifically, his thoughts were in the master bedroom where eighty-seven minutes previous he had left his wife Julie crying on their bed. The argument they'd had was just one more born out of the frustrations of the past two months. ++++++++++++++++ Charley could barely remember the last time they had made love. For almost two months he had heard the litany - "I've got a headache." "My stomach is upset." "I just don't feel well." "It's my time of the month." This morning had finally torn it for him. Just before he left the house he told her not to wait dinner on him and when she had asked why he had he'' said, "Since I can't get laid at home I'm going to try and find myself a woman to pick up. If I can't score that way maybe I'll hire a prostitute" and he had stormed out of the house. Charlie knew the root of the problem. When Julie had found out she was pregnant she had been overjoyed. When three months later she had miscarried she had been devastated. The doctor told him that some depression was normal after such a circumstance, but that Julie would snap out of it in a week or two. Well, she hadn't, and when Charlie told her she should seek some professional help she had refused saying that there was nothing wrong with her. That morning when she had roughly pushed his hands away from her breast he had finally had enough and he had lost his cool because of it. ++++++++++++++++ How Charlie managed to get any work done that day was a mystery, but somehow he had managed to clear out his 'in' basket and at 5 p.m. he found himself wondering what to do. He'd said that he wouldn't be home after work and while he regretted saying it, and wished to hell he hadn't, he was not going to go home until late. He had no intention of finding another woman. He loved Julie too much to do that to her, but he had to make her think he was serious. Maybe, just maybe, it would shake her out of her funk. "God knows we can't go on this way" he thought. At the elevator he ran into Tom Combs from accounting. "Charlie! How's the boy?" "Fine Tom, yourself?" "Couldn't be better Charlie, couldn't be better. Just been promoted to section manager. I'm going to stop at the Back Door for a few celebratory toddies. Care to join me?" Charlie's problem of what to do now solved, he sat with Tom at the Back Door Lounge and considered the irony of the situation. He'd told Julie he was going to find a woman and even though he did not intend to the place was just crawling with women on the prowl. He caught several inviting glances and did his best to ignore them. "It's too bad that we are both happily married Charlie," said Tom, "We could get laid in a hurry." One absolutely gorgeous redhead with sparkling green eyes had even come to the table, looked him right in the eye and said, "Buy me a drink, dance with me, take me home, your choice." Charlie had choked on his drink, laughed and said, "Why did this never happen to me before I got married?" Tom and the redhead had both laughed and as she turned to go back to her table she said, "Think about it, I'll be her for a while." Charlie did think about it. He thought about it long and hard, but in the end his love for Julie won out. ++++++++++++++++ When Charlie got home Julie was in bed, either asleep or pretending to be, and she did not move when he slipped into bed beside her. In the morning Julie ignored him and he made no effort to talk to her. It was another long day for him at work as his mind was not on his work, but on Julie and what was going on with them. He got his paycheck at lunchtime and ran down to the corner bank to cash it. He put the usual ten- percent in savings, took $150 cash back and put the rest in his checking account. On the way home that night he considered ways to mend fences with Julie and thought that maybe he should look into getting some professional help. A marriage councilor perhaps or maybe even a psychiatrist. When he walked in the back door however Julie greeted him with a sneer and: "Welcome home stud. How's the tomcat tonight? Didn't stop on the way home for a quickie from some slut?" "Fuck you!" Charlie said as he walked through the kitchen on the way to his den. He heard Julie run upstairs crying and he was tempted to run after her, but then decided that it would be a sign of weakness at a time when he felt he needed to remain strong. In the kitchen, on the counter next to the electric can opener, was a little glass jar where every payday Charlie would put $75 for Julie to use as her mad money. Because of the way things had gone on his arrival the night before he had not put the money in the jar. We he awoke Saturday morning and went downstairs Julie was already in the kitchen. "Where's my money? My hair appointment is for 9:30 and I need to get going." The tone of her voice pissed Charlie off and he said, "You don't get any this week. If I have to pay for the sex that I supposed to be able to get from you, you are going to be the one who pays for it." ++++++++++++++++ The next week was a very frosty one for Charlie. There did not seem to be any way he could get himself out of the hole that he and Julie were both digging. Everything he said, everything she said, just made everything worse. When Friday came and he got home from work and was getting ready to put the money in the jar for Julie he noticed the note on the counter: "Gone out to make some money. Don't bother waiting up." Charlie did not intend to wait up - he wouldn't give her the satisfaction - but he found that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and was still awake when he heard a car pull into the drive. When Julie did not come in for several minutes he got out of bed and went to the window to look out. He did not recognize the car, but there was no mistaking that it was Julie sitting on the front seat kissing some man that Charlie had never seen before. He saw them break the embrace and then Julie got out of the car and headed for the house. Charlie got back in bed and pretended to be asleep when Julie came into the room. When she got in bed she smelled strongly of alcohol and cigarettes. Charlie did not sleep well that night. In the morning Charlie's attempts at conversation met with silence, but he kept after Julie until finally she said, "You want to know where I was? Okay, I'll tell you. You spent my money on whores so I decided to get it back and you know how I did it? I went down to the Shamrock bar and picked up a guy, took him to a hotel and fucked him. And you want to know something else? You must have spent my money in the low rent district because I got $200 for my pussy. How do you like those apples asshole!" "Bullshit!" said Charlie. "Oh yeah? Well just take a look at this." Julie opened up her handbag and took out a fist full of money and threw it down on the table in front of Charlie and he saw at least $600. "That's right shit head. Three guys apiece for $200 and a blow job for $75." "No way, you couldn't do something like that." "Oh yes I can and I'm going to do it again tonight." "I don't believe a word of this. I don't know where you got the money, but you aren't going to get me to believe that you are selling yourself." "I'll tell you what sport. I'll save money on a hotel room tonight. I'll bring my customers home with me and you can watch me fuck them on your bed" and the she left the room. ++++++++++++++++ That afternoon Charlie watched as Julie put on her nylons and stepped into her heels. She did not put on a bra and the dress she wore left little to the imagination. When she left she looked him right in the eye and told him that she wouldn't be long. The cab was already waiting and she got in it and was gone. Twenty minutes later the phone rang and when Charlie answered it was Julie. "I told my date that my husband likes to watch and he said he didn't like that kinky kind of stuff so if you want to watch you'll have to hide in the closet." Charlie started to tell her that things had gone far enough and to just come on home, but she had already hung up on him. Ten minutes passed and Charlie spent the entire time looking out the front window. A strange car pulled into the drive and pulled up to the house. Charlie and a man he had never seen before got out of the car and headed for the front door. Charlie did not believe what he was seeing, but it was there. Surely it was just a joke. She had found somebody to help her pull a joke on him. "Okay" he thought, "I'll play along" and he dashed upstairs and made a place for himself in the closet leaving just enough of the door open to give him a view of the bed. He smiled to himself, "I wonder how she will handle it when I don't come rushing out of the closet and play the jealous husband?" Minute's later Julie entered the room with her 'customer' and walked directly over to the bed. She smiled at the man and said, "You can put the money over there on the dresser." The man took out a wad of bills, put several on the dresser and returned the rest to his pocket. "Nice touch" thought Charlie, "I'll bet they rehearsed that on the way to the house. Julie slowly stripped off her dress and did a slow turn in front of the man. "What do you think?" "Nice, very nice" the man said as he started to remove his clothes. Charlie thought that standing there with her bare tits showing was going a little far for a joke. He knew that she was waiting for him to rush out of the closet and break things up, but he was not going to give her the satisfaction. She was going to have to be the one to call things off. He was going to sit tight and see just how far she would go before ending the farce. The man was down to his boxers and Charlie could see that the man had a hard on. Well, there would be no way of avoiding that. You could rehearse all you wanted, but there was no way a normal man could look at Julie the way she was standing there and not become erect. The man dropped his boxers and his erect cock quivered and pointed at Julie like a bird dog pointing to a covey of quail. He walked to the bed and sat down. Julie turned to face him and, with a long look at the closet, she stepped out of her panties. "That's my signal," thought Charlie, but I'm not breaking. She has to end it herself." Julie knelt down in front of the man and still looking at the closet she opened her mouth and swallowed the man's cock. Ice gripped Charlie's heart. When Julie's mouth closed on the man's cock Charlie finally realized that everything that Julie had told him was true. He watched his marriage die as Julie's mouth moved up and down on the man's cock. She sucked on it for several minutes and then he watched numbly as Julie got on the bed and spread her legs for her 'john'. For the next twenty minutes Charlie watched as the two on the bed shifted into various positions as the man fucked Julie. Charlie became aware of his own body's sensations. He looked down and saw that he had opened his fly and was stroking his own erect cock. He heard loud noises and his attention shifted back to the bed. Julie was having an orgasm and her customer was gasping, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" and then he gave a little groan and it was over. The customer got off the bed and started putting on his clothes. He looked over at Julie who was lying on the bed with her legs still spread wide, pussy hair wet with cum, runs in her nylons and a satisfied smile on her face. "I've got your number. I will definitely call you the next time I'm in town. You are well worth the price." Dressed, he pulled out his wad of bills and placed one on the dresser. "A little something extra. I'll let myself out." When she heard the front door close and the man's car start Julie called out, "You can come out now." As Charlie emerged form the closet Julie noticed his hard on and smiled. "Bring that over here and let Julie take care of it for you. No charge of course." Charlie climbed on the bed and Julie took his cock in her right hand and guided him into her. "Did you like it? Did you like seeing your wife fuck for money? Your cock liked it, I can tell. Tell me you liked it baby, tell me you liked it." Charlie was silent, but his cock spoke for him. It had never felt so hard and, he admitted to himself as he slid in and out of Julie's cum filled pussy, it had never felt so good. He hadn't had sex in almost three months, but he had jacked off a lot while waiting for Julie to finally agree to have sex with him so he didn't cum quick. In fact, he couldn't seem to cum at all. He fucked Julie for what felt like half an hour, but he couldn't seem to cum. Julie had at least four orgasms and he was beginning to think he was never going to get off when at last he felt the pressure flood to the head of his cock and he screamed as he pumped his cum into her already full cunt. He held himself over her until his cock deflated and then he fell onto the bed next to her. He spent a minute catching his breath and when he looked over at Julie she was staring at him with amazement on her face. "Jesus Charlie, what came over you? Did you really get that turned on watching me fuck that guy?" "How could you? You denied me sex for months and then at the drop of a hat you go out and fuck men for money. Why did you refuse me when it was so obviously easy for you to do it?" Julie just shrugged her shoulders. "Why? Why did you do that to me Julie?" "Why? You want to know why? Because you went out and spent my mad money on a whore. You can't know how much that hurt me. I had to find a way to get back at you. Some way that would hurt you as much as you hurt me." Charlie looked at her and slowly shook his head as he started to get out of bed. "I didn't spend your money on a whore. You should have known that I loved you too much to ever do something like that to you." "Don't lie to me," snapped Julie. "I'm not lying to you Julie. I spent the evening having drinks with Tom Combs to celebrate his promotion and then I came home. I've never even looked at another woman since I married you." He heard Julie wail, "Oh my God. Oh God, what have I done!" Just before Charlie left the room he turned and looked at Julie. "I'll tell you what you have done Julie. You ended your marriage and found a way to support yourself at the same time." And then Charlie headed for the basement to get the suitcases he would start to pack.