64 comments/ 86439 views/ 57 favorites Becoming a Houseslut: The Beginning By: SkiDog64 The events that forever altered my marriage to Kim, my wife of 15 years, started a few weeks ago, but it wasn't until this morning that I started to put the pieces together and I realized things between us were about to change. Kim and I met in college. She was 18 and I was 23. We married four years later after a dating exclusively. I was on a business trip in San Francisco (my wife and I live in Los Angeles). I was in my hotel getting ready on a Friday morning -- the second day of what was to be a two-day trip. I had a set of meetings to attend, followed by a dinner. After that, some work friends and I were going to go out for drinks to blow off some steam. So I was going to fly home first thing in the morning. I was just brushing my hair before grabbing my things when my text alert sounded. I left the bathroom to go retrieve my phone and picked it up off of the chest of drawers thinking it might be a co-worker with some news about the morning's events. Instead, I saw it was from my wife. So I opened the text and was surprised to find it was a photo attachment. More surprising was the photo itself. My wife was standing in front of our bedroom mirror dressed in black lingerie -- quite fancy lingerie at that. She had on black thigh-highs attached to a garter belt. She was wearing sheer black panties and a very skimpy bra. I could she her dark bush through the thin material. This was surprising because while my wife occasionally wears some sexy underwear for special occasions for us, she never takes pictures of herself and texts them to me. Kim is somewhat reserved when it comes such things. I was also surprised that through the sheer material I could see she had shaved her pubic hair into a landing strip and that area around her pussy was clean-shaven. I had suggested this in this past, but she had always resisted the idea. "Getting ready . . ." was the text that accompanied the picture. I was about to write back to say, "Looking great, but what's the occasion?" when another text showed up in reply to hers from her best friend Sue saying, "You look so sexy! Does this mean you are going to go through with it?" Confused, I tried to figure out why Sue was responding. As I looked at the message thread, I realized that Kim had sent the message in the thread of a group message Kim had sent to Sue and I about a week ago saying she'd be late to meet us at dinner -- Kim and I meeting with Sue and her husband Mark at restaurant and we were all coming from different places. Had she meant to text me and accidentally included Sue? And if so, what was Sue's comment all about? As I contemplated this, Kim sent a reply to Sue, "Yes. At least I think so. Going to ask Dave for drinks when we finish work. Hopefully after some liquid courage I can get the nerve to ask him back to my place for some fun. ☺" "He's going to totally jump you when he sees you in that. I know from experience LOL. I was so glad you chose that outfit when we went 'shopping'". Sue wrote back. "Ahhhh yes. The infamous 'shopping trip' ;) " Kim texted. "Best customer service EVER!" Sue replied. They were texting so quickly it took me a moment to process what I was reading. Clearly it was I who was the unintended recipient, though it didn't appear that Kim or Sue had caught on to that. I didn't know what to make about the cryptic references to the shopping trip, but the part about asking some guy named Dave back to our house to have sex was pretty clear. My head was spinning. My wife was planning to cheat on me and Sue was in on it. I tried to sort out what the hell was going on and what to do about it. I wanted to run home right away and confront Kim, but obviously that wasn't possible at the moment. I wanted to stand in front of her and have her tell me it was just some kind of weird misunderstanding and everything was fine. My mind was racing, had she done this before? I never even remotely had any suspicions that it was something she'd do. We had a very happy marriage and still enjoyed each other's company and sex life very much -- or at least I thought so. "Make sure to let me know how it goes. I'm excited for you . . . and when I saw excited, I mean the wet, sticky kind. ;)" Sue texted. "Me too. I had a little 'playtime' this morning " Kim replied. 'Jesus. My wife is 'sexting' with her best friend' I thought, stunned -- and a bit turned on. This was like a weird dream. I stood there confused and stunned, staring at the words on my screen and the sexy picture of my wife. My cock twitched a bit, which struck me as odd given the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was lost in thought when my text alert went off again. I quickly looked back at the screen expecting to see the conversation continue between my wife and Sue. Instead it was a text from my colleague Jim saying he and some others were in the lobby ready to go. I tried to shake the shock and uneasiness so I could meet up with the others. I took one more look at my wife, closed the message app and texted Jim. "Be right down". I grabbed my messenger bag and headed out of the hotel room, hoping that the brief elevator ride would bring some color to my skin and slow down the racing that was going on in my mind. I met up with Jim and the others and headed for coffee and a bite to eat at a café in the hotel. While they all chatted, I tried not to appear too distracted or disturbed. I kept hoping that I would get that feeling you sometimes get in the morning that something you thought that you had experienced was actually a very vivid dream. I tried to engage in the small talk just to try and calm the swirling emotions I was experiencing. We finished up and headed to the meeting room. I checked my phone to see if there were further texts, but there weren't. I sensed a bit of relief mixed with a hint of disappointment. After the morning's session, I was going to have to come up with something to do to address the situation, but I wasn't sure what it could be from 400 miles away. As we sat down to start the meetings I set my phone to vibrate so that I could keep an eye on it without interrupting the anything. As the meeting progressed, I was pleased to be forced to concentrate on things other than the texts I had read, but it wasn't easy. When we broke for lunch I checked my phone and saw that I had somehow missed a call from my wife and that she had left a voice message. As I pushed the button to play it back. I had butterflies in my stomach -- afraid of what I might hear, or not hear. "Hi Baby. Just wanted to check in. I'm going to be tied up this afternoon, and it turns out I have a work dinner tonight so I just wanted so say I'm going to miss you tonight. I can't wait to see you in the morning, so travel safely . . . oh and I will have a surprise for you when you get home. I hope you'll like it." Now I was quite confused and a little scared. Surprise? She said it like it was a good thing, but given the circumstances I worried it would be a bad thing. The sickening feeling in my stomach had grown. I was angry, confused, worried and still weirdly turned on by the text exchange Kim had with Sue. I thought about calling my wife back, and really wouldn't that be the normal thing to do? But I wasn't sure I would know what to say, or that Kim might catch on to my concern and get curious as to why I sounded strange. "Come on Nick. You gonna eat or what?" Jim's voice snapped me back to reality. "Uh yeah, yeah," I stammered heading to follow him and the others to the restaurant for lunch. I tried again to hide my confusion and angst as we lunched. I tried to engage in the discussions as I could. A couple of the others were having wine and cocktails, so I ordered a gin and tonic in hopes it would calm my nerves a bit. One became two and three. I hoped that my indulgence had gone unnoticed, and if anyone was wondering about my trio of cocktails, they didn't mention it. As we settled up the bill and headed back for the afternoon session of meetings I called my wife back, not sure if I hoped she would answer or not. It went to voicemail and I left her a message. "Hi hon. Sorry I missed you're call. I'm going to miss you too. I can't wait for my surprise tomorrow. See you then. Love you." I said trying to sound as relaxed as possible. I didn't bother to keep my phone handy during the first afternoon session. It was pretty clear I wasn't going to be hearing from her, and it was almost a relief to know that for now I wasn't going to have any further messages to cloud my thoughts. I tried to focus in on the meeting, and again it was nice to have something distracting me (well, a tiny bit) from the situation with Kim. As the first session wound down to the break, my mind returned to the issue at hand and I realized I had to head home -- to do what, I wasn't sure. But I knew I had to get back to LA. I could figure out what I would do on my arrival on the flight home. So I used the break time to reschedule my flight for early that evening. As we convened for the last session of the day, I pulled Jim aside and explained that I wasn't feeling well and that I was going to skip the dinner and catch a flight home. "That's fine Nick. I was going to say you seemed a bit off today, and you look a little pale." Jim said. I managed to shut out the distractions and get through the session. The decision to return home was now settling in well and it felt good to have taken some kind of action and not feel like my world was completely out of control. At the end of the meeting, I said my apologies for missing the dinner and said my goodbyes. I got to my room and after grabbing a beer from the mini-bar, I quickly packed and then headed down to check out of the hotel. During the cab ride to the airport I started to weigh my options, or at least tried to. I had to figure out what they were first. By the time I arrived at the airport, I thought I had them sorted out. The ranged from calling Kim and telling her I was coming home early to various scenarios of trying to track her down and confront her on her "date" before it went too far. One the flight home I rant through them all, thinking about the pitfalls of each. And after a few airline cocktails, as the pilot announced our descent into LAX, I decided on my move. I would head home, park my car a street over from our house and wait inside to see what happened, hoping that she would show up alone, or would chicken out at the last moment and send her guy packing before anything happened. If anything started to happen. I would be there to put a stop to it. I figured that if I just parked at home and let her see I was there, I ran the risk that she would tell her "date" to take her somewhere else and I would lose my chance to put an end to it. So that's what I did. When I got to our street I drove by the house and saw no car. Relieved that I had beaten them home, I circled the block and parked on a neighboring street. I headed home and when inside I decided to check to see if there was any evidence that perhaps they had been there and left. The lights were all off except the entry hall light, which we often left on to make it easier to see when we got home. I looked for any of the tell tale signs of Kim bringing someone home to "entertain" -- maybe an open bottle of wine and a couple of glasses, anything that might indicate she had been home that evening. Finding it all quiet downstairs, I went upstairs to check our bedroom. I entered to find our bed neatly made, which you would think would bring instant relief -- it would mean that there hadn't been recent sex going on in it. But to me it also indicated that my wife had left the house intending to have a guest in our room that night, because we never made the bed on work mornings. We were just too lazy in the mornings. It occurred to me to look for some other sign that she had changed her mind and I decided to see if perhaps she had changed out of her provocative lingerie. I checked her underwear drawer, but didn't see it. I then went and checked the hamper. It wasn't there either. On top of the clothes I did see the tight little flannel shorts she sometimes wore as pajamas. Something urged to me pick them up and check them. They were turned inside out and I looked at the crotch. There was a large smear of Kim's cum all across it, evidence of Kim's morning playtime she had referred to in her text with Sue. I sniffed them, drinking in my wife's lovely scent and hoped that at that moment there wasn't this man smelling the same thing from it's source. I returned the shorts to the hamper and checked my wife's beside drawer. Sure enough her vibrator was sitting there, not in the case she typically stores it in after cleaning it when she, or we, were done with it. I picked it up and looked at it, there was clearly remnants of her cum on its shaft. This indicated she had a serious toying session. Typically she just uses it to stimulate her clit. But this time she had obvious had a good "fuck" session with it. I think I was doing this detective work to convince myself that this was just a big fantasy for her, and having satisfied that she would decide not to fulfill it for real. I returned to vibrator to the drawer and contemplated what else to while I waited. I went downstairs realizing I had little to do but wait for her return. Each minute that passed was going to be a minute that made me wonder whether she had changed her mind about bringing him to our home and instead had headed elsewhere for her tryst. I paced around the dining room where I was waiting because it had the best view of the driveway, hoping to see her pull up any minute -- alone. The time passed agonizingly slowly, so I poured myself a scotch. As I was pouring my second one, I heard car doors close in the driveway so I moved back to the window and peeked out, realizing that the sound of two doors was a bad sign. Kim and her colleague had driven from the bar in her car. I was surprised to see that Kim's blouse was open and the sexy black bra (which apparently was one of those that snaps in front) was undone leaving her cleavage and much of her breasts exposed. It was a good thing that the front of our house isn't really visible to the neighbors, because not only would that have had a good look at her tits, but as Kim bent over to get the back-up front door key from under a flower pot, it was clear she wasn't wearing the shear panties she wore in the photo and they would have seen he bare pussy as well. She was so wet that it glistened in the in the glow of the porch lamp. Kim's ass looked gorgeous, and the sight was made all the better by the black thigh-highs on her lovely legs. She took her time getting the key out. I know she carries one with her, so this was clearly for the benefit of her companion. While she was pretending to fumble for the key, this man ran his middle finger along her pussy slit. She acknowledged his touch by pushing her hips back and his finger slid briefly inside before she stood up and winked at him. As Kim unlocked the door, I moved quickly to the darkened hallway so I could watch as they entered. The door opened and Kim led the tall, dark haired man into the entry hall. He pushed the door closed behind him as she turned and put her arms around his waist and pulled him close. She leaned in and they kissed a long slow and obviously tongue knotting kiss. You would have thought that at this point I would be charging into the hallway to end things before they went any further. That's certainly what I was thinking. Yet my feet weren't moving and I stood there stunned by what I was seeing. They broke their kiss and Kim said excitedly, "I thought we'd never get here. That was the longest two-mile drive ever. I've been dying to actually see that big cock that I felt at the bar. Dave, you were cruel to tease me by not letting me see it in the car even though I sat there and played with myself for you." What the hell? Kim had masturbated in the car for him? I'd have a hard time talking her into that even on her horniest and most adventurous of drunken evenings. The knowledge that had happened was angering me. Part of my brain wanted to storm out and put an end to what had already been too much. But another part of my brain was urging me to remain calm and hear more. "I was afraid if I did show it to you, I would get tempted to let you do more than just look . . . we wouldn't have wanted to ruin our evening before it really got started by having a car wreck" the man answered with a chuckle. She laughed back. "Noooo we wouldn't," she said in a seductive voice and kissed him again. After a moment she began to laugh and broke the kiss. "I can't believe that you almost left my panties in the booth at the bar." "That would have been a shame. I would have lost my memento from what I know is going to be a memorable evening" the man said with a big grin as he pulled the panties out of his pocket and held them to his nose taking a deep sniff. I was instantly jealous. Kim gets quite wet when aroused and she has a wonderful scent. It was my scent to sniff, not his. You'd think that any husband would run out and tear the panties from the asshole's hands and throw him out of the house. But I didn't. I just thought about how I wished it were me who was sniffing them. "When you did that at the bar, I was both horrified that someone would see and totally turned on by the idea that someone might have. I still am shaking my head that you talked me into taking my panties off right there and that you smelled them. And god it felt good when you then slipped your fingers inside me." "You were nice and wet", he said. "Still am," Kim said with a wink. Getting fingered in the bar? Playing with her pussy as he drove her home in our car to come fuck in our house? This was unbelievable behavior from my wife -- behavior that should have left me furious, jealous and had me storming into the room, demanding to know what the hell my wife was thinking. But no, I was surprisingly fascinated by the idea that my lovely wife would act so slutty and I was actually disturbingly turned on. Though I did feel a bit disappointed and ripped off that I had not yet experienced that slutty behavior myself. "When you took your fingers out and sucked them clean I got even wetter" she continued. "And then when you placed my hand in your lap and I felt that big thing inside your pants, my legs literally shook." "And I think I probably would have come in my pants if I had let you rub it for much longer". "Mmmmm," Kim said, "it would have been fun to watch you walk out of there with a big cum stain on your pants" and she laughed. "So now there are no excuses," and she reached down and started undoing his pants "I get to see it and really feel it." And she slid her hands inside his pants. "Mmmm, the skin is nice and soft for something that is starting to get so hard." Kim kept her hands in there groping him for about 20 seconds before taking her hand out and proceeding to push his pants down over his thighs. He shook his hips a bit to let them fall down around his ankles. His cock was now out and Kim looked down at the large erection as she wrapped her fingers around it. During their kissing and conversation they had turned a bit, so I could now see them almost in profile. She was correct. His dick was big, at least 8 inches with a nice girth to it. I am by no means small, but it was clearly a more substantial cock than mine. Kim moaned as she began to stroke its length. Dave moved his hand under her skirt and she gasped as he reached her pussy. She spread her feet wider apart to give him better access. I wish he had pushed her skirt down so I could see what he was doing to her, but I could tell that he was probably moving his fingers in and out of her. She closed her eyes for a moment but quickly opened them again so that she could gaze down at the rock hard cock in her hand. Some pre-cum formed at its tip and she scooped it up with her fingertip, brining it up to her outstretched tongue. Becoming a Houseslut: The Beginning "Now I get to taste you," she said as she looked into Dave's eyes. Then she resumed stroking his cock a little harder as she thrust her hips a bit in time with his finger fucking. They continued this way for a couple of minutes when she tensed a bit and rose slightly on her tiptoes. She took a deep, stuttery breath and let out a slow "Oh my god!" as she thrust against his hand and came. She wriggled her hips with her head thrown back and moaned for a good 30 seconds before she relaxed a bit, and settled flat footed on the floor again. She opened her eyes again and looked lustfully at her new lover. She put her fingers into the waste band of her skirt and pushed it down and to the floor, kicking it to the side with her feet. Beneath the tail of her blouse I could just see a bit her mound peaking out and the straps of her garter belt dangling loosely. Her pubic mound was covered with her juices and there was a long trickle of her cum down her thigh and soaking into her thigh-highs. It was a highly erotic sight. With a wicked grin on her face, Kim placed both hands against Dave's chest and shoved him back against the wall. She dropped to her knees and grabbed his shaft at its base. She leaned in and ran her tongue up the length of his cock. When she reached its tip she pulled her tongue in and kissed another dribble of pre-cum off the head. She licked it off her lips as she parted them and wrapped them around the head of his cock. Dave looked down at her with a satisfied look. His teasing had done a good job of turning my somewhat shy wife into a cock hound. Again I had mixed feelings. I should be in a jealous rage and bring this infidelity to a halt, but the urge to continue to watch events unfold took command. I also had a raging hard on stretching at my pants due to what I was witnessing. She popped the head of Dave's cock out from her lips with a little smacking sound and looked up at him. "Now I am going to fuck you with my mouth before I fuck this gorgeous dick of yours with my hot and absolutely soaking pussy". Holy crap! I had never heard such raunchy words from Kim's mouth. We would engage in a little dirty talk, but never anything more than the occasional, "You feel so good inside me" or "please lick me" kind of thing. With that, she wrapped her lips around his head again and slowly worked him deeper into her mouth. While Kim is somewhat reserved, she can give a very nice blowjob. Though I wondered how much of him she was going to be able to get in. She can get most of my penis in her mouth, but not all, and Dave's is longer than mine and thicker. She got a good portion of it before slowly pulling back. She bobbed up and down on that portion for a couple of minutes. He watched her from above and placed a hand on the back of her head as encouragement. She increased her tempo a bit. She took the hand that wasn't grasping the base of his cock and cupped his balls, stroking them for a while. Then she took that hand and reached between her thighs to tickle her clit. Kim did this for about a minute until she started a muffled moan and her hips twitched with a small orgasm. She then took both her hands and gripped Dave's ass. She descended her lips down his shaft again to that comfortable spot. She paused there a moment and then, grasping his ass checks even more firmly in her hands, she moved her head around a bit and took more of him into her mouth. She appeared to possibly choke a little, but she slowly took more and more of him until her lips were finally pressed against his base of his cock. She stayed there with his full shaft in her throat and looked up at him. Dave nodded his approval, smiled widely and blew her a kiss. Kim returned to her cock sucking, now emboldened by her victory. It took several more cautious trips up and down his shaft until she really got the hang of it. At that point she began to vigorously deep throat Dave, both of them moaning in pleasure. I was now bursting. My own cock was throbbing with tension and my balls were burning in need of release. The sight of my wife so wantonly sucking off a virtual stranger was exciting me beyond belief. I took my cock out of my pants and started jacking off with tight fast strokes and I knew it would only take a few seconds for me to come. At this point Dave spoke and said, "Does my amazing little cock sucker like to swallow?" I was shocked as my wife nodded her head and grunted in the affirmative. I had come in Kim's mouth a few times over the years when I had come before I could warn her, and she wasn't particularly fond of it. Additionally, the times I had done so, she quickly spit out my cum. So she really had become a slutty little cocksucker for this man. I was a bit hurt, but thrilled at the notion. This put me over the edge and I came. I was so into it that I didn't really care where my cum actually sprayed. But, I did make sure to aim it down the carpeted hallway instead of into the entry hall where it might land with a splat onto the tile and catch their attention. Large streams of my jizz squirted into the dark hallway and Dave grunted and pressed Kim's head down into his crotch. He was obviously shooting his load as well. She coughed a bit and pulled back a little trying her best to keep up with the streams of Dave's cum that were shooting at the back of her throat. I don't know if the volume became too much for Kim or what, but she pulled back a bit while still trying to keep him in her mouth. His cum leaked out around the sides of her mouth and then she finally let the head of his cock slip out from her lips while she kept it pressed against them. The last bits of cum shot out on to her lips and chin. I could see her making a couple of swallow motions in her throat. Then she slid her tongue out and licked the remnants of sperm off his cockhead and as much of her chin and lips as she could. She looked up at Dave and opened her mouth wide to show that the contents had all slid down her throat. My god, I practically forgot I was watching my precious wife. It was a performance straight out of the best porn actress. "Yummy!" She exclaimed before she started to get to her feet. It was then that I noticed the puddle on the floor between her knees where her juices had dripped out of her sopping snatch. At that point I wanted to run out there and lap it all up as enthusiastically as she had devoured Dave's cum. As Kim stood and stroked Dave's deflating penis, she looked at him with a slight pout and asked; "I guess you wouldn't want to kiss this slutty, cum covered mouth now, would you?" "I'd love to" Dave said and leaned in to kiss her. I could tell their tongues were dancing away together as they did so. I was surprised that Dave had said yes, assuming that they idea of kissing her with remnants of his cum still in her cheeks and on her tongue would be unappealing. But he really seemed to enjoy it. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her after I had come in her mouth. After seeing this amazing display it struck me that it would be exciting. I then found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss her after she had sucked off another man like she just had, and shocked myself to realize that was even more exciting. As I was shaking that thought from my head, Dave kissed his way down Kim's neck, her shoulders and down to her breast as he spread her blouse and bra to the side. He flicked his tongue around Kim's nipple -- something she genuinely loves - and both her nipples became engorged and erect. He cupped her other breast in his hand and tweaked its nipple with his fingers. He alternated back and for the between the two for a couple of minutes as he deftly slipped out of his shoes and stepped out of his pants without interruption. She was breathing heavily and she gasped as he pinched a nipple tightly (something else she really enjoys) while slipping a hand back between thighs. I heard a squishy sound as Dave inserted a finger into her pussy and twisted it around. He whispered something in her ear. She giggled a bit. "Yes, I am . . . very. You've made me wetter than I've ever been" she said as she looked own at the puddle of pussy juice she had left on the tile floor. She took him by the wrist of the hand that was between her thighs and brought it up to in front of her face. 'No!' I thought, enjoying the sound of Dave's finger playing in her lips. She brought the finger to her mouth and rubbed the juices on her lips and licked them. She then guided the finger into Dave's mouth and he wrapped his lips around it to suck the remaining juices off. "I want you to taste me for real," she said as she pulled the finger back out of his mouth, slipped her hand into his and turned to start walking in my direction, leading him by the hand. I suddenly was aware that this was happening for real, right in front of me and that I needed to stay back into the shadows, afraid I may be spotted. As she started to walk, she looked down at the puddle and said with a wink, "Don't slip in my cum". I expected her to lead him up to our bedroom -- an idea that a short time ago would have enraged me. But now I was excited at the prospects of seeing her fucked by another man in our bed. I was about to quickly and quietly make my way up the backstairs, but I wanted a quick peak at Kim's glorious, naked ass first. As I did so, I saw that she was leading him not to the stairs, but to the living room. This was actually quite a fortunate turn of events, as it would provide a better chance for viewing. Due to the layout of our home, there were a few places I could stealthily get to in order to watch them whatever position they may end up in within the room. Kim led Dave over to a large rug that we have in front of our fireplace. She sat down on the rug and spread her legs wide. She stuck two fingers into her wet pussy and the squishy sound again got my attention. Her lips were now gloriously engorged, puffing out prettily and glistening from her wetness. "Now it's your turn to swallow some juice" and she removed her fingers from her snatch and inserted them into her mouth, laying on her back and looking at Dave expectantly. Her legs were spread lewdly and she was a glorious sight, her stocking covered legs splayed wantonly. Dave wasted no time in kneeling between her thighs and then leaning into to kiss her pussy lips. He placed series of teasing kisses around her lips and thighs before the impatient Kim pleaded, "Please suck my pussy Dave. Please! Right now. Suck me until I explode". And with that he clamped his mouth over her cunt and sucked with a big smacking sound. He sucked and licked and nibbled and tongue fucked my wife. As he did, Kim played with her rock hard nipples and thrust her cunt into Dave's face. This went on for a few minutes until the first of her orgasms washed over her. She arched her back and thrust her pelvis into Dave's face, both hands on his head pressing him into her. Her shoulder blades were thrashing about and her eyes were shut tightly as screamed out in pleasure, "Oh god. I'm fucking coming! Yes, make me come!" and then she let out a long and deep, "Ahhhhhhhh" for what seemed like minutes. I was sure that our neighbors must have heard. Her thighs were tightly clamped around Dave's head as they shook violently. Kim started to calm down and Dave started to pull his head back from being pressed against her mound. But Kim shouted, "Not yet! Please not yet! Shove your tongue in my pussy again". She pulled her heels up to her cute ass and now spread her knees far apart, fully presenting her lovely twat to her lover. Dave returned to his duties with his tongue and also slipped two fingers inside Kim. Dave licked her clit as his two fingers pumped in and out of Kim's pussy. She arched her back to thrust her hips forward and let out a guttural, "ooooohhhhhh" as another powerful orgasm rocked through her. She pushed Dave's head away from her snatch, which was covered in a thick coating of her juices. "OH MY GOD!" Kim cried out as she ejaculated a strong stream of clear juice into the air and into Dave's face. She stared in amazement as another jet of her streaming cum shot into Dave's face and on the floor. She lay there trembling for a few moments. "I have never done that before," she eventually said, her voice quavering. "Look at you, you're covered." Dave wiped a hand across his cheek and chin and then licked the juices off his palm. "Let me clean you up a bit," Dave said as he resumed licking her pouting pussy lips. Dave continued with another tongue fucking, awaiting her cue. She rocked her hips forward as another orgasm washed over her. She lay there twitching from head to toe as she let go of Dave's head and eventually went limp. He looked up at her, still sucking on her pussy. She eventually returned to earth and looked down at Dave and broke out in a huge grin. "Jesus, that was amazing," she said. "I hope I can make you come like that." "That one in the hallway was pretty spectacular. You're the only woman I've been with who was able to take all of me, especially while I came in their mouth." Now I felt a bit uneasy. It was one thing to ignore my jealousy because what I was witnessing was such a turn on. It was another to have it dawn on me that what my wife was experiencing was beyond what we had shared in our lovemaking. I feared that what I witnessed might be the event that made my wife want to pursue such erotic events with other men given the fact it was so much more exciting than our pleasurable, but relatively uneventful sex life. I was also a bit pissed (finally a normal emotion) that my wife had never been so bold and outrageously sexy with me. But I put that aside in anticipation of what was undoubtedly going to come next -- my lovely and adored wife fucking another man. Kim sat up and knelt in front of Dave, "Your face is a mess" she said, her juices smeared all over it. She started to lick her juice from his face. When she felt she had cleaned Dave up, she started to lift his shirt off. "We should be naked for this next part," she said as she then proceeded to discard her blouse and bra. They sat there kneeling in front of each other a moment, looking lustily at each other. I think it was the first time that in all their passion they had really slowed down to take each other in. Dave was obviously in good shape and Kim's eyes seem to be darting around taking in all his various features. Dave was obviously taking in the whole picture as well. Kim is a tall and athletic woman who has kept herself in shape. "Turn around," Dave asked in a tone that indicated it wasn't a request. Kim complied. "My god you have a gorgeous ass. I knew that from watching it at work this past week, but seeing it naked is amazing." He was correct; Kim's well-toned ass is amazing. She gave it a little shake for emphasis and with her ass aimed at his face she said, "I know I need you inside me . . . I just can't figure out which way I want you first." That worried me. I know it is absurd that after everything that had transpired, the idea that Kim might want anal sex might be the only thing that troubled me, but the thing was that the butt had always been off limits. Kim had let me briefly enter her ass on one occasion when we were drunk on an anniversary vacation. We were getting ready to fuck and I turned her over in preparation for some doggy-style action. In my inebriated state, my aim was off and I placed my cock at her rosebud instead of at the entrance to her pussy. Just as I was registering my misidentified target, Kim whispered, "Just be careful" and I realized I had been given clearance to enter her forbidden spot. I was careful and slowly slipped the head of my cock into her ass. Kim moaned in approval, so I started to slowly fuck her in the ass with just the head of my dick. Kim wasn't objecting, so I tried to get a bit deeper, and I did. But after a minute of the deeper penetration, she let out a sound that indicated pain and said, "that was OK, but that's too much" and she quickly turned over to do it in the missionary position. "While you figure that out . . ." Dave said as he leaned forward and placed a series of soft kisses on the cheeks of Kim's ass. I expected her to pull away, but she didn't, not even as he made his way inside the crack. She looked back over her shoulder as Dave parted her ass cheeks and slipped his tongue between them and flicked it on her delicate little bud. She continued to watch as he pressed it against her and the tip of tongue penetrated it. He tongue fucked her there for a bit before she moaned and said, "Don't get any ideas. That hole is just for my husband". 'That's odd,' I thought. 'That's news to me'. No sooner had she said that, she turned around to face Dave and said, "I was just on my back, now it's your turn" and gave him a playful push backward. He got the hint and lay down. "Nice to see this guy back in action," Kim said as she grasped Dave's newly revived erection. She stroked it a few times to get it fully at attention as she kneelt next to him on the floor. Then she threw one leg over his hips and straddled his torso between her thighs. She looked down between her thighs at the cock beneath her. Tauntingly she hovered over its head before she slowly lowered herself so her lips gently brushed just the tip of Dave's cock. She slid the tip slowly and lightly along the length of her labia a few times and then rose back up. A long, thick string of her juices connected Kim's pussy lips to the tip of Dave's cock. She rose all the way up on her knees and the strand of her girl juice grew and grew as she did. Kim reached down and pinched her pouty pussy lips together, breaking the strand, which dropped down across Dave's cock and balls. Kim lowered herself again, this time taking Dave's cock head inside her. She started rising and lowering herself over and over, each time taking a bit more of Dave's cock inside her. Final she lowered herself all the way so that her mound pressed hard around the base of Dave's cock. Kim remained in that position for a minute enjoying the pressure it was placing on her clit. Kim wriggled her hips around a few times and then leaned forward, placing a hand on each of Dave's shoulders for support. She then started fucking Dave's cock with long hard thrusts, the cheeks of her ass slapping down on Dave's thighs. She stared into Dave's eyes, "Your cock feels so good inside of my pussy. Can you feel it clamping down on you?" she asked in a husky voice. There was a milky colored ring of her cream forming at the base of Dave's cock. With each thrust down it grew in size and the length of Dave's cock became more and more coated in her girl cum with each thrust. Dave nodded in answer and said, "It feels amazing. Not only is you pussy gorgeous, but it feels aming sliding up and down me . . . squeezing me." The cum-ring was now flowing down onto Dave's balls. I had never seen Kim cream so much. Kim's breathing grew more rapid. "Oh god I love it," she said as the pace of her thrusts grew. "Ever since you put your fingers inside me at the bar I have been wondering what it would feel like to have your dick inside me and it's even better than I imagined . . . I'm about to cum so fucking hard" she said as she stopped thrusting and pressed her mound forcefully against Dave's torso, rubbing it aggressively against him. She took a quick, sharp breath and squeezed Dave's shoulders with her hands. Kim let out a loud high squeal as her body started to tremble. She gasped and groaned repeatedly as the shaking continued and finally she let out a loud scream of ecstasy that sent chills through me and my cock shot another load of my cum onto the floor with no manipulation from me. She thrust her trembling body against him, panting rapidly. The tight cheeks of her ass were rippling with the intensity of her orgasm. White cream was now flowing in rapid drips down Dave's balls and onto the rug, pooling under his ass. Her arms started to relax and she lay forward against his chest, her breasts pressing into his chest. She lay there a good minute, not moving while trying to catch her breath. Dave was placing small kisses and the top of her head and stroking her back. Kim moaned quietly and reached a hand slowly behind her and towards Dave's balls. She fondled the balls that were coated in her cum and giggled, " Look at the mess you made me make." Becoming a Houseslut: The Beginning Dave started to twist under her, indicating for Kim to roll onto her back. She got the hint and they rolled together. His cock was still firmly pressed into as they settled into the new position. The bottom of Dave's ass was slick with Kim's cum. Kim placed her hands on his ass and rubbed the cum around his cheeks. Then using her cum as lubrication, Kim inserted the tip of her middle finger into his ass -- something I had suggested she do to me in past, but she never would. As Dave started to fuck Kim's pussy, that finger sank deeper and deeper into Dave's ass. I had figured that given Kim's past reluctance to do such things, she would remove it fairly quickly. But no, she pressed her finger deep into Dave's ass and he continued to pump his slick cock in and out my wife's pussy. The sloshing sound his cock made as it moved in between her cum covered lips was deeply arousing and I was growing hard again. I was now aware of the musky scent of her arousal tingling in my nostrils. The senses of the sounds and scents of sex were overpowering as I stroked my dick again. After a minute of him pumping into and her finger pumping into him, Kim gasped again as another orgasm rocked through her. She wrapped her beautifully long legs around his and squeezed his calves with her ankles. With her hands squeezing Dave's ass and a finger fucking his butt, she forced Dave deep with her on each thrust. "Oh god. Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Kim kept repeating in rapid fashion. "You really enjoy me fucking that sodden pussy of yours don't you? Tell me how your juicy pussy loves my cock." Dave demanded. "Oh God Dave! My hot wet pussy loves your big thick cock so much. Please keep fucking me. Don't stop! I'm coming over and over again. I need your cock. I need to keep coming. It's heaven feeling you pump into me . . . " And again she shrieked and trembled in a huge orgasm. Any reservations or ill thoughts of my wife fucking this other man on our floor were all but gone now. There was some jealousy that it wasn't my cock pumping into her as she screamed passionately. But the erotic sight of seeing my previously reserved wife as she fucked so wantonly was enough to press those feelings aside. His thighs slapped at hers and the squishing noises of her drenched cunt were quite loud as she came down from her latest orgasm. He slowed the pace of his pumping a bit as the tension went out of her legs and they dropped back down on to the rug. Dave pulled out of her and I could see that more of her white cum was flowing from her and coating Dave's cock and pubes. It was an amazing sight to see my wife's love stuff covering both their crotches. There was a puddle of it pooled between her ass cheeks now, as it had with Dave before. Dave put a hand under each of Kim's thighs and lifted them up. "Straighten you legs," he told Kim. She did so and her pushed her legs back so they straddled her head. He took her right arm and positioned in front of her right thigh to hold it in place. Kim got the idea and moved her left arm to do the same for her left leg. Then Dave lay semi-sideways propped up by one elbow. Using that hand he spread Kim's pussy open, exposing her inner walls and engorged clit. He took his hard cock and slapped in down across her pussy lips and clit making a small splatter of the juices that coated them. He repeatedly slapped his cock against Kim's lips and clit in quick fashion. After a minute or so of this, I saw Kim's mound begin to twitch. I could see the muscles inside her pussy contracting wildly as more cum creamed out from her open vagina. The tremors started to subside a short time later and Kim moved her arms allowing her legs to collapse to the floor. "Jesus Dave," Kim pleaded, "I need your cock Dave. Please put it back in me . . ." "Don't worry baby," Dave said as he rose to his knees and placed a hand on her hip, rolling Kim onto her tummy. When he had Kim rolled over her grabbed her by the hips and pulled her ass up. Kim got the hint and brought her knees under her and presented her gorgeous and pussy to him, dying for more fucking. With her chest and cheeked pressed into the rug, Kim slipped her hands under her chest and started to squeeze her tits as Dave re-entered her. "On thank you lover. Keep fucking me. I want to feel you come in my hot little cunny", Kim said with a moan. It was her ass covered in girl cum now, and the creamy mess that covered them both foamed as Dave slammed his crotch against her cheeks. Dave reached a hand around, holding her up by the stomach as he continued to pound away at my wife's cunt. The sight of my lovely wife, with her eyes tightly closed in rapture, her hands kneading her breast and face pressed down against the floor, her ass dancing in the air as she was fucked mercilessly, was amazing and I pumped my cock hard as another orgasm ripped through it. This time I shot it in their direction, pretending as if I was spraying all over my wife's well toned back. Dave's hand slipped down Kim's stomach and he started finger her clit as her fucked her cunt. "Yes, yes, yes" she was quietly repeating to herself with each thrust. Dave's pace and force started to increase as he took a deep breath. Kim realized that Dave was getting ready to come, and her voice rose. "Are you sure you want me to come inside of you?" Dave asked breathily. "Yes! You better you son-of-a-bitch! I need you to come in me." Kim demanded. "Fill me with your hot, glorious cum." A large stream of her juice dripped down between her legs. Dave grunted and said loudly, "Here it comes you horny little wench". He let out a long deep "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" as he pumped in and out of her. She took one hand off her breast and pressed her hand over his as a signal to rub her pussy harder. Kim's ass slammed back into each of Dave's thrust. "Can you feel me squirting in your pussy Kim? Do you feel my hot seed filling you up inside?"" "God yes! It's so warm. I can feel it squirting into me." Dave now had one hand pressed into her lower back and was squeezing Kim's torso as he grunted repeatedly, thrusting himself into her as he came. After many seconds he slowed his pace and pressed into her deeply and stopped -- his cock buried in her. They stayed in that position, panting, for a couple of long minutes. The fingering of Kim's pussy was slowing to a stop, but with both their hands still pressed against her. Eventually, with a satisfied sigh Dave pulled back from her. His semi-erect cock slipped from between her puffy red lips with a sloshy pop. The aroma of sex now hung heavily in the air. The only sounds were of them breathing deeply with their spent lust. As Dave collapsed to the rug next to her, Kim remained resting on her knees with her face still resting in the carpet. She slipped two fingers in between her heavily pouting lips and pulled them out again. Her pussy remained open and a gallop of thick white sperm leaked out of her well-used cunt and dropped onto the rug. "My god that was amazing. You must have come a gallon. I can feel it sloshing inside me," Kim said as she dropped to her tummy. She rolled over on to her back next to him and smiled a wide lusty grin. "I have never been fucked like that . . . ever." "That was a first for me as well," said Dave. "Oh yeah, right" said Kim with a disbelieving chuckle. "Seriously. I've fucked a lot, but never like that. You are such a hot, sexy woman Kim. Your husband is a lucky guy". Kim sighed, "Well unfortunately for him he's never seen me like this. We've never really gotten nasty like this." "That's a shame for him." Kim rolled onto her side and looked into his eyes, "I think I'm going to have to make it up to him," she said as she took his now limp member in her fingers giving it a little squeeze. She started to stroke him slowly. "Geez. Ready for more already?" Dave asked. "No, let's just lay here for a moment. I have to take this all in. This is very new to me. I've never done anything like this. This is the first time I've ever been with someone other than Nick." "Ever?" Dave asked in surprise. "Pretty much. I had a boyfriend for a bit in my senior year of high school and we did it a few times before we both went off to college. And there was a guy my freshman year I had sex with a couple of times. But other than that . . . you're the only man other than Nick." "Lucky me then" Dave said with a smile. Kim was giving him a slow and lazy hand job and he reached between her thighs towards her pussy. She parted her legs to give him access and he gently stroked up and down her pussy slit. "There's that company conference up in San Francisco in about a month. You could come up and we could do this again . . ." As I watched them now laying quietly and stimulating each other, the post-orgasmic glow of amazing sex radiating from them, I became nervous and jealous. It was one thing to watch my wife act like a slut. I could argue that it was just dirty casual sex. But now seeing them share such an intimate moment I became scared, realizing that this could be much more. Hearing Dave bringing up doing it again, in another city away from me, put a knot in my stomach. Was she going to fall for him? Was this amazing sex going to lure her away from me and to him? "I would love that Dave. Really, I would. This has been spectacular. This made me feel sexy and hot and . . . well you saw how much I enjoyed it. So obviously the temptation is to relive this with you again. But this was a one-time thing for me. It was something I had to try -- to experience one time." "So you used me," Dave said with mock disdain. Kim laughed, "Somehow I don't think you minded." "Not at all. You can use me anytime," he said with a hint of hope and she smiled in response. I noticed that now Kim was slowly rocking up her hips and drawing his finger inside her. Dave's cock was now quite hard again and her hand job had become a bit more pronounced. "So what made you decide you needed something like this?" Dave asked. "My best friend Sue confessed to me that she had a fling with a colleague -- on a business trip in fact. She told me how it totally opened her up and gave her a newfound appreciation of and desire for sex. She said that sex with her husband became much better because of it. She said it made her want it more frequently and . . . well with more 'variety' I guess is the way to put it. So she suggested I do the same -- have a fling that is. At first I was totally against the idea - even a little offended that she'd think I would do such a thing. She didn't bring it up again for a while. Then when she did bring it up again recently, I realized that in the back of my mind, ever since she had brought it up, I had been thinking about what it would be like. Once that occurred to me, I found myself frequently fantasizing about it, but then shoving it back out of my mind out of guilt. One night I had a very vivid dream where a stranger took me and showed me an amazing night of sex. The next day I called Sue and told her I thought I'd like to go for it, but was nervous and scared. She told me to relax, and that when and if I was really ready, I wouldn't be scared anymore, just excited. Then when you came to work at the office this week and we started to flirt, I realized that I was a excited and wasn't scared of the idea anymore . . . and that I wanted it to be with you." He smiled at her and leaned into to kiss her. After a couple of soft kisses on the lips I saw her tongue snake out and into Dave's mouth. Her hand was really working his cock now and he had two fingers deep into her snatch. They kissed passionately as they played with each other, the intensity of their actions building. Kim finally gave out a muffled moan as she came, her legs now spread wide. Dave gave a little grunt that Kim took as a signal that he was coming too and she stopped kissing and looked down at his cock. A large drip of pre-cum was running out of his tip and down the side of the head of his cock and onto her fingers. She stroked him harder and aimed the head of it at her chest. A moment later, a large string of cum shot from Dave's dick and landed across Kim's chest and tits. Another stream flew in a big arc and onto Kim's cheeks, chin and hair. A final, less spectacular squirt flew and landed on her tummy and the top of her patch of pubic hair. She rolled her head back and humped his hand as the last of her orgasm passed through her. She squeezed her legs with Dave's hands clamped between her thighs and looked down at the cum that covered her. She giggled and said, "My friend Sue was right." "I'm glad. And I am very happy that Sue suggested it to you," Dave said as he extracted his hand from between Kim's thighs and sucked the juices from his fingers. Kim took her hand from around Dave's cock and licked the last of his cum that had drained out of him off of hers fingers. They lay there for a few minutes, "I'd ask you stay and take you upstairs -- and I know I'm going to get regret not doing so when I fall asleep tonight. But I'm afraid if I do, I'll get carried away and we'll fall asleep and my husband will finds us early in the morning." "It's OK. I understand. And I know I'll regret saying it now, but I should really go. I'm afraid that if I don't, you'll have to call the cops to get me out of here." Dave leaned in and kissed her for a minute and then got to his feet. Kim grabbed his shirt and threw it up to him. He went to retrieve his pants from the hallway as Kim got up. "I'll give you a ride back to the hotel," Kim offered. "Don't be silly. There's no need for you to get dressed again to drive me to the hotel. I can call a cab. Besides, if you drive me to my hotel, I'll drag you up to my room so I can fuck you all night long and you won't be here in the morning when your husband comes home and I'll miss my flight." "Oh is that right? And that's supposed to make me not want to drive you?" Kim joked. "Ok fine, but at least let me help you get dressed," she said and helped Dave step into his trousers. She pulled them up and before pulling them over his thighs she kneelt down and gave his pecker a couple of kisses. "I'll always remember this big guy". She pulled his pants up the rest of the way and did them up. She got to her feet and helped him finish buttoning his shirt. Dave reached into his pocket and took out his phone to dial the cab company. As Dave talked to the cab company, Kim teased his dick through his trousers. When he hung up the phone and went to put it back in his pocket, Kim reached over and pulled out her panties that had come partially out of the pocket when Dave removed his phone. "Damn, they will be here in 15 minutes. I was hoping they'd say it would take an hour. Hey, wait. Those are mine now," Dave said as he noticed that Kim had taken her panties from his pocket. "I know," Kim said as took them up rubbed them up against her still naked pussy. "I just thought I'd add a little extra 'sauce'." Then she held them up in front of Dave's face. Dace took the panties and held them to his nose for a deep sniff. Then Dave put out his tongue and ran it across the gusset, licking up some of the juices that Kim and wiped onto them. He then placed them back in his pocket. In the entryway they gathered Dave's shoes and she helped him into them. When he was dressed, she stood and took Dave's head between her hands and said, "Thank you" as she leaned in to kiss him. They made out for a minute or so and then she took her hands from his face and looked into his eyes. "It's a shame that I'll never get to fuck you again. You truly were an amazing treat, and I'll never forget it," Dave said. Kim reached down and slid her hand under the waste band of Dave's pants. She grinned wickedly at him and said, "Never say never . . . you haven't left yet and we still have a few minutes." I could tell she was squeezing Dave's cock again. Kim pulled her hand from his pants and turned to face the wall. She put both hands against the wall and stuck her ass out with wiggle, "One quick fuck from behind before you go." Dave stepped to her as he undid his zipper and slipped his dick out. He placed it at the top of her ass crack, dragged it down Kim's ass, around to her pussy, and back up again. He did this several times as his new erection sprung up. "Hurry up lover, we only have a few more minutes and I want you to fuck me one more time. I want you to fuck me hard one more time. I need it. My pussy needs it." That dirty talk was all Dave needed as final stimulation. He was rock hard again and he positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to Kim's pussy, which at this point was gaping open in anticipation. Dave plunged his cock into the opening and then quickly pulled it back out. Again he entered Kim and pulled out. "Damn it you bastard, don't you tease me. Fuck me one last time . . . NOW!" Kim demanded, thrusting her hip back and offering her pussy lewdly. Dave complied and thrust his cock deep into Kim's awaiting pussy. Dave pumped away at her as Kim urged him on. "Yes Dave. That's it. Give my pussy one last fuck." Kim looked so sexy leaning against the wall of our entryway with her butt thrust out to make the most of taking a cock inside her and looking back over her shoulder to witness the action. Dave reached around with his hands and took a breast in each. He fondled Kim's breasts and played with her nipples while he continued to slide his cock in and out of my wife's pussy from behind. Kim brought one hand to her mouth and sucked her middle finger in between her lips. She withdrew the finger that was now lubed and reached back to place it on the rim of her ass. Slowly she worked the finger into the tight little opening - first the tip, then one knuckle, and then the next until her finger was as deep as she could get it. At first she just held it deep with in her, but after a few moments she began to move her finger in and out of her lovely little ass in time with Dave's thrusts into her pussy. It didn't take long for Kim to slip into another orgasm and as she did she kept the finger working her butt vigorously as Dave started to come as well. Dave's thrusting increased in tempo as he reached climax and Kim matched it with the finger she had working her ass. "Oh fuck yes!" Kim exclaimed as her body grew rigid and she wiggled the finger deep in her ass, emboldened by the intensity of yet another orgasm. Dave's hips jerked about as he was obviously sending another load of his spunk deep into my wife's cunt. I was amazed by the fact I was happy for Kim to be enjoying this moment superseded the idea that I should be angry and hurt. But the visual of my lovely wife being so satiated in such an erotic fashion was overwhelming. The doorbell rang and the jarring sound awoke them from their post orgasmic trance. Dave pulled out and tucked his cock, still dripping with their cum, back into his pants. His clothes bore various stains from their last several minutes of sex, but if Dave noticed, he didn't seem to care. He checked that he was all zipped up and gave Kim one last kiss. "I hope you change your mind, but understand if you don't," Dave said as he headed for the door. Kim, still in her post orgasmic bliss went with him to the door and opened it, oblivious to the fact that she was naked, covered in semen and reeking of hot sex. She didn't seem to care that the cab driver stared in disbelief at the site of this lovely lady answering the door in her naked glory. She gave Dave one last lingering kiss as he walked past her to the door. "You have my panties to remember this by. Text me a photo of that great cock of yours, so that I can have a memento too." "As soon as I get back to the hotel room," Dave said as he gave Kim a peck on the cheek. The cab driver stood there in silence stunned by what he was witnessing. Kim winked at the cab driver and slowly started to close the door as the cab driver stared at her naked beauty. Becoming a Houseslut: The Beginning "Let's go man!" Dave said to the driver. Kim winked at the cab driver and blew him a little kiss and finally shut the door. I tried to process what to do next. I was overwhelmed by what I had seen and the emotions that battling within me. I wasn't sure if I had witnessed the most exciting thing I had ever seen, or the most depressing. As I saw Kim standing there alone in the house, I knew that it was time to stop watching and actually do something -- I just wasn't sure what. Should I confront her about fucking another man in our home? Should I leave and not come back? Or leave and wait to see what happened in the morning as I pretended to return from my trip as planned? The overwhelming feeling was to go to her and take her my arms and tell her how much I loved her -- partly because I wanted to remind her and was hoping that she still loved me and partly because seeing such an erotic thing made me love her even more -- which sounded bizarre in my head. But it was true. As I was wrestling with all that, Kim did something odd. She went to pick up the purse she had dumped on the floor when she first came home. She took her phone from the purse and started to walk back to the living room as she made a call. "Hi," Kim said into the phone. "Did I catch you at a bad time?" she asked. "Good . . . I did it . . . Yes of course I fucked him. That was the plan right? And OH GOD did I fuck him." Kim paused for the response from the other end. At first I was extremely puzzled as to why Kim was calling someone to tell them that she had fucked someone when the guy she fucked was barely down the driveway. But then I clicked and realized she must be calling Sue. "Oh yes I enjoyed it. I loved it. I wish he were still here doing me again. And we just finished a minute ago. His cum is actually leaking out of me as we speak" Kim said giggling excitedly. She paused for Sue's response. "Of course I'll tell you all about it. If it weren't for your encouragement, it never would have happened." Kim walked back to the living room and lay back down on the floor. Kim looked herself over; obviously taking note of all the fluids she had covering her body. "Jesus Sue, you should she me. I'm covered in cum -- his and mine . . . What? Facetime you? . . . Oh you crazy bitch, I love you. Hold on. I'll try. Kim pressed a couple of things on her phone and then held it above herself pointing it in her direction as if she was taking a "selfie". "Can you see me?" Kim asked. "Yes, I do" came Sue's voice over the phone. "Do I look freshly fucked?" "You sure do -- especially that 'just fucked grin' on your face" Sue's voice said over the speaker. "Let me get a close look at that freshly screwed pussy of yours." Kim laughed, "You're just so wrong" she said as she moved the phone down in front of her pussy. "Can you see, my sweet little pervert?" Sue continued, "Sure can . . . god that's sexy. So, clearly you enjoyed yourself. I knew you would. What was he like?" "Well, he was great. He was really sexy. He . . ." Kim was saying as she brought the phone back to her face before Sue cut her off. "No silly. What was he like -- his cock! I wanna know what his cock was like!" Sue demanded with a chuckle. "Ohhhhh! It was pretty magnificent. It was long and thick and quite tasty" Kim replied trying her best to demonstrate with her hands while still holding the phone. "Lucky girl" Sue said. "So come on girl. Give me details." "Oh I will honey. But they'll have to wait. I'm worn out and I want to have a little 'me time' before I go to sleep -- if you know what I mean" "I do, and I don't blame you. But don't hang up. Put the phone down so I can watch" Sue said breathily. "Are you serious? Come on, you really are a perve." "I am serious, pretty please?" Sue pleaded with sincerity. Kim laughed, "Oh my god. I can't believe I'm actually going to do this" Kim said as she leaned the phone against an ottoman next to her and adjusted it to point in her direction. Kim lay back and placed the palms of her hands against her chest, just above her breasts. She slowly started to slide them down her body and over her tits, slowing a bit as they traversed her nipples. Down across her abdomen they went as she sighed, closing her eyes and laying her head to one side. Her hands slipped between her thighs, one on each side of her pubic mound. I could tell she was pressing her mound between them as they rubbed up and down. Kim moaned and opened her eyes, looking over at the screen of her phone. "Oh, you're playing too" Kim said quietly, apparently seeing Sue doing something on her screen. "That's so sexy". "I am" Sue confirmed. "I'm so freaking hot thinking about you and your evening". Kim then inserted two fingers of one hand inside her pussy as the other hand rubbed just above her clit. She watched her screen intently. "When are we going to get together again?" Sue asked, and by the tone of her voice it was clear she didn't mean for coffee or something. "Very soon I hope" Kim said, continuing to finger herself and stare at her screen. Kim lay quietly watching Sue while she played at her end. I could hear the delicious sounds of Kim's fingers squishing in her wet box. After a couple of minutes of this, the pacing of Kim's fingering and rubbing increased, as did the tempo of her breathing. Shortly after that, I could hear Sue moaning, which turned into a squeal of delight as she came one her end of the line. Kim followed suit with a delicious "aaaahhhhhhhhhhh" as she furiously rubbed herself and then slowed. Kim lay motionless for a minute, breathing deeply. She looked back at the phone and said, "That was nice". "Mm-hmm" Sue agreed. "Call me in tomorrow?" Sue asked. "Definitely" Kim said as she picked up the phone and held it up over her face. "Good night." "Good night. I bet you'll sleep well." Sue said. "Like a baby" Kim said. "Bye" she said as she ended the Facetime session. Kim lay on there quietly for a few minutes with one hand still cupping her mound. I looked at my gorgeous wife as I processed the fact that she was obviously more intimately involved with her friend Sue than I was aware. I tried to recall anything that might have previously been evidence of this. I thought back to the earlier cryptic references to their "shopping trip" which was clearly a euphemism for something, but other than that I thought of nothing. As I stood there, looking at my newly transformed wife lying naked on our living room floor, I tried to fathom how irreversibly changed our world had become in less than 24 hours. Kim continued to lie there on the rug very quiet and very still and I began to wonder if she had fallen asleep. I was contemplating quietly going to check on her when she stirred. It was then that I realized I had my limp cock in my hand. I had become so immersed in watching events unfold that I had obviously been stroking myself. The front of my jeans and the tops of my shoes were covered in my come. Suddenly I heard a scream and looked up. Kim had started to get up and had obviously seen me. In my fascination of watching everything that was going on, I had obviously become careless. I realized I was standing inside the doorway to the living room and in plain sight. "Jesus Christ Nick! You scared the shit out of me . . . " there was a beat as her relief that it was just me lurking in the room turned to her realization of the ramifications of that. "Oh my God! What are you doing home?" To be continued...