54 comments/ 151480 views/ 16 favorites Forbidden Temptations By: Winterfrog Many thanks to Angel Love for the great job in editing this story. * Why should such crap happen to an average Scandinavian family? The only possible answer is coincidence. However, when shit hit the fan my wife Annie was thirty-five years old mother of two; nine and seven year old boys. Without make-up, hair in a ponytail, wearing jeans and a T-shirt as she usually did her spare time hardly anybody noted her. The only difference at her job was that she usually had a skirt and blouse instead of jeans and T-shirt. Of course, with her hair done , nice make-up and a sexy dress she could be a very attractive woman. But those who caused our problems had never seen her in that way when they began to make their attempts on her. Annie had worked as secretary at a small manufacturing company for five years when the two brothers who had founded it sold the company and retired. The new owner, a nationwide investment company, sent two men, Robin and Ronny from their main office to temporarily replace the brothers until they knew how to use this company and found time to hire the regular staff. Both Robin and Ronny were married but their wives had no plans to join them during their stay in our small town. The small female staff at the office was my wife, her friend a thirty-two year old, rather nice married women named Sandra and three older women between fifty-nine and sixty one years old. The problems began within a month when Sandra left the job after a quarrel with Robin; the new boss who had made attempts to get her to have sex with him. Robin didn't care very much since he wanted to hire one of his acquaintances by the name of Rosalie to replace Sandra. Rosalie was a thirty year old, unemployed, sexy brunette whom Robin had met during a business trip in her hometown and got involved with her in a hot relation during his stay there. Only a few days after she had arrived at the office, everybody knew that Robin and Rosalie had a deeper relation than just work. Even Ronny, the new assisting boss, wanted some pussy on the side and as he couldn't find anything at the bars in our small town, he made his attempts at the office where the only available source was limited to Annie. Ronny began courting her. To the beginning she found it amusing and told me about his clumsy efforts. Instead of saying "No thanks" at the very beginning she accepted to have lunch with him at nice places a few times and even did some innocent favors as shopping for him. Ronny was a rather shy guy and what she told me, he didn't get more than a few innocent hugs for his courting. I warned her for going too far in her cock teasing, because she could never know when such a game would turn into playing with fire. Annie promised to keep it well under control and never promised him anything "further in the future". After Annie had told me some gossip about Robin and that new girl Rosalie I got a bit curious about her. I knew that an old classmate of mine nowadays living in Rosalie's hometown was rather hard partying single who, ought to know something about her. I rang him for information. He knew Rosalie very well, and could tell me that she had been married to a nice guy. Nothing was said about her in town before her neighbor's wife had done some work at home during the evening and saved it on an USB drive and forgot to take it with her to the job the next morning. As she should need it after lunch, she ha gone home for it during her lunch break. At home she had found her husband in bed, complaining with a terrible headache. The wife had felt a scent of perfume, got curious, noted her husband's boxer shorts on the floor, opened the door to her wardrobe and in there she had found Rosalie stark naked. The furious wife had hit Rosalie with a hard swing wit her right fist. Rosalie fell like a log, hit the floor with her forehead and was knocked out. The wife rang Rosalie's husband at his job, he came, took her home when she had regained her consciousness and the next day he filed for divorce. Rosalie with her big black eye was a laughing stock for a while and soon earned a reputation as a slut. My guess is that Robin had met her during some business trip to her hometown and obviously got an unforgettable taste of her pussy. Rosalie had noted Ronny's interest for Annie and his failures to get any real advantages out of it. She didn't like Annie's teasing of Ronny and then pretended to have some kind of high moral when she succeeded in making him horny. Rosalie felt for him and decided to help poor Ronny by pretending to be friendly to Annie and slowly persuade her to say yes to Ronny's attempts. It was areal challenge for her and she knew that she had to be careful. During the coffee and lunch breaks she began to talk about how most married men used women for their own advantages an the increasing need for feminine liberation. At the beginning Annie found it complete rubbish and told me about it but if somebody hears the same crap several times a day, she can begin to believe at least some part of it. After a while Annie found out some substance in what Rosalie said about marriages. That a marriage could be a trap for the wife was almost true even for her. Then it was easy for here to imagine that I had acted as the male pig that gained the most and best advantages in our marriage and therefore wanted to keep her locked in that trap and denied her to get her body get the freedom to respond in a sensitive way even for other people if they caused her such feelings. Of course Rosalie forgot to tell her that the real reason for why her own marriage crashed was that her neighbors wife came home unexpected during her lunch break and found her husband naked in the bed and Rosalie naked in her wardrobe. Rosalie even forgot that she had cried and begged her husband to forgive her. Instead she claimed that we were male pigs who wanted to use women as maids and rule their sex life. I can't deny that our marriage began to suffer from Annie's new behavior. The number of quarrels had increased from a few a year to almost a weekly problem. I accused her bringing home Rosalie's crap from work and compare me with the courting pussy hound who took her out for lunches at nice places for getting advantages. But during those quarrels she always denied with all her power that neither Rosalie's experiences nor Ronny's innocent courting had any part in our problems. In her opinion, everything, which got her dissatisfied nowadays, was my fault and always only mine. Because in her opinion she accused me of not understanding what a modern and equal woman in the free world wanted and needed to do to feel better about herself. Of course, I tried to find out, but never got a straight answer from her about what she wanted to do for her satisfaction. Then shit hit the fan one Wednesday evening when she told me that the next week end the main office wanted people at her job going to a "team building hike" for getting all in their organization as she said "working as one unit toward one goal" and other obvious rubbish. After some arguing she confessed that the whole team was she, Rosalie, Robin and Ronny who had planned to be the suggested "one unit" during floating in a river on a raft wit a tent. Renting one of those rafts was a popular tourist attraction and I had suggested it for the family during a weekend. She called it a stupid suggestion then and refused to go. I found it difficult to hide my anger when I told her I was surprised that she for several reasons had refused to go with her family but now wanted to go there drinking a night a horny man who had been courting her for a long time. Even if she tried to say no to his attempts, it would not be easy after some drinks nor would she have anywhere to go on the small raft to get away from him. And could forget any help from the other couple who already were lovers and therefore supported Ronny and probably even looked forward to some foursome as an average behavior of their so called "united team". I ended my opinion with, "Hell no, my wife won't go" She raised hell, got furious and shouted, "You don't own me, or my body. I'm a free woman. I have all right in the world to go wherever I want to go for doing my job. Do you understand?" "Oh yes, you are free to go wherever you want to, and if you prefer two horny assholes on a raft before your family, please go and stay there. Remember that I said 'my wife wouldn't go'. If you do go, you can stay there, I don't want you back. Do you understand?" "What the hell do you mean by that?" "Our relationship is built on an agreement between us to respect the wows given each other during our wedding." "I want to go and intend to go to that team building. It is important to my job. You can't stop me from going and I have never promised to stay away from my job because of your accusations." "Right you are. I neither can nor want to stop you from going wherever you want to go. But if you are going to party and spend a night on that damn raft with two pussy hounds and one cheap slut, I want to know where to send the cardboard boxes with your belongings. If you are going there, you are going out of this relationship. Is that clear?" "Rosalie is right, you are a damn male pig." "Rosalie is a cheap slut, who fucked up her own marriage. She envies you for having a family." "It's only what you are thinking." "Do you really think she is happy?" "Do you think I'm happy?" "No, because she has got you to believe that real happiness is fucking a married boss twice a week and sitting alone in a one room apartment most of the other evenings waiting for every second weekend when she can go to her hometown and see her daughter." I had no further comments and the rest of the evening was spent in total silence between Annie and me. And neither of us had anything to say even the next morning. When Annie came home from her work and saw the cardboard boxes I had bought during the day, she understood that I was serious in my intentions to throw her out of the house is she went to the raft to spend a night with Ronny. She cried for a while before she made supper for the children and went to bed without a word to me. It wasn't my duty to tell her about her legal right to stay in the house six months after I had filed for divorce. Obviously she had told Robin first thing at the Friday morning about her changed plans for the "Team building week-end" and that was my fault she has to stay home from it, which made him angry as a bee. He rang me at my job. After some polite chat at the beginning he demanded me to let Annie go to the "important team building event". I told him that after what I heard about Rosalie from my acquaintances in her hometown she had the capacity to take care both of him and his cohort. Then I even asked him if his wife back home knew about his rafting with a slut. Finally I gave him a friendly advise to forget all nasty plans about my wife if he wanted to remain in his present state of health. At the end of our conversation he was swearing like an old time dockworker, which made me suspect that he didn't like me very much. I understood now that Annie still had some common sense left and she had used it. She had valued her family higher than one Saturday night with Ronny an Robin, who obviously now was mad because even he had his expectations of a foursome and getting a taste of Annie's pussy cancelled by me. But what else could he had expected when their plans were so obvious and I knew everything about them. Even though Rosalie had succeeded in getting Annie to regard me as some kind of a male pig, she wasn't so stupid that she wanted stake our marriage against one night with two married men the likes of Robin and Ronny. If she really wanted to fuck any of them, next time she might do it without telling me about her plans. Annie stayed at home but was still very dissatisfied with my interference in what she did at her job. She hardly talked to me during the whole weekend and all thoughts about love and fucking was out of the question, whish I accepted as the price I had to pay for saving our relationship. In a small Scandinavian town gossip spreads fast as a forest fire. Though Annie had hardly talked to me after the infamous "Team building weekend" the gossip about Annie's boss' adventures on the raft reached me at my job already on Wednesday. At the coffee break one of my fellow-workers who knew where Annie is working asked me what Annie and I had done during the weekend. Then when he understood that she hadn't been away to the river, he told a funny story his mother had heard from her sister. A secretary from Annie's job had spent the weekend on a raft with her two bosses and was complaining about how sore she had got in her pussy. At the evening I told Annie that the gossip of Rosalie's sore pussy was out in town and I had been right about what happened on that damn raft. She began to accuse me for being a boring Mr. Perfect who never dared to do anything stupid and unexpected. I understood that she still was angry for the cardboard boxes and didn't go to any further arguing about why those with Rosalie fucking bosses were better than a faithful "perfect " husband. Instead I decided to give her at least two weeks to calm down and decide what she wanted to do in the future before I took a serious talk with her. She was free to go anytime she wanted if she found something better than our relationship. Friday I decided to skip my "Mr. Perfect image" and wet out after work with three single guys from my job. One hour after the job I rang Annie and told her where I was and that I could be a little late. I bought a few drinks for an attractive married woman and had a pleasant talk with her. Her name was Susanne and she complained that her husband had turned into a boring sport freak that spent his leisure time drinking beer and watching football on TV. I told her that my wife had begun nagging at me for every possible reason because I didn't accept her spending a night with her boss. After each drink we got better understanding for each other's problems and before we left we exchanged cell phone number. Annie was angry as a viper when I got home because I had missed the "family fun2 with our children. So what? I wasn't "Mr. Perfect" any longer. It got much worse on Saturday evening. We were invited to a dinner party at one friend's house. Annie had made herself up extra nice for that evening, really hot indeed. When I told her how great she looked, she replied in a cold voice, "Don't expect anything tonight, that's for sure" We were five couples at the dinner table, and as usual there were a lot of jokes and laughter. Linda, our hostess for the evening had noted that I wasn't in my best mood and asked me if something was bothering me? I replied that Annie's fellow worker and mentor Rosalie had succeed in convincing Annie that I was "a real male pig" and thereafter I told them a funny story about Rosalie naked in the neighbor wardrobe and her complaints about the sore pussy after her "Company team building" night on the raft with two horny bosses. Everybody, except Annie, had a good laugh during me telling the story about her mentor. The laugh continued when Morgan, who was sitting next to Annie, asked her if she didn't have any plans for helping her poor mentor on that romantic "team building floating"? Now she was red as a tomato in her face and shouted at him, "What in the hell do you mean by that? Are you accusing me of being a slut?" Linda understood that the joke had gone too far and interrupted by talking about something else. Annie didn't say a word neither to me nor to Morgan during the whole dinner. Back at home she began screaming at me for humiliating he r at the dinner. For the first time in our marriage I told her to shut up. When she did, I told her though I wasn't any "Mr. Perfect" any longer, everything I had said about Rosalie was purely the truth in plain terms and she ought to thank me because I hadn't mentioned anything about her attempts to join the fucking party on the damn raft. But instead of thanking me, she cursed me in a way, which hardly could get her regarded as a pretty woman raised by church going parents. Of course, no sex happened in our bed during that weekend. On Monday I rang Susanne and invited her for lunch on Tuesday. She accepted if I understood that it would be a lunch and nothing else. I told her it was OK with me and we had a very pleasant lunch at a nice restaurant and decided to do that again. I was surprised at the strong feelings I was getting for Susanne though nothing really had happened between us. At home it was still a some kind of status quo. Annie and I did what we had to do and talked to each other only when it was necessary but not any small talk between that. Sex was out of the question and I began to daydream about Susanne now and then. I looked forward to Annie's annual company party, which was planned on Friday the week after next. Though Annie didn't tell me anything about her jab any longer, I had heard the latest gossip. When the leading local member of the new political feminist-party had heard the gossips about Rosalie on the raft, she had written letters to Robin and Ronny's wives and to the main office of their company. The rumors said that from the main office had been at the local office and that both Robin and Ronny had problems with their wives. Susanne rang me about "after work" on Friday, but I told her that I had promised my kids to with them during their "family fun" but suggested that I see her at the shopping center on Saturday, which she accepted. The "family fun evening" happened to be one of the best had in long time. Annie was very kind to me, we joked, laughed and had really good time together. I began to get a hope that we were now on good terms again and could seal it with a good time in the bed. When the kids had gone to their rooms for sleeping, I praised her for the pleasant evening. To my great disappointment she replied with a very cold voice, "Don't expect anything further. That's for sure." "I had a hope" "Forget it" "OK, my hope for tonight is gone. But it is high time for us to begin think about the future. I've heard that your dream guy Ronny haves serious problems in his marriage. Are you planning to take care of him when his wife dumps him? Or are you aiming higher and prefer your boss Robin if even he will be dumped for the raft orgy? Or are you going to live the happy single life as your guru and mentor Rosalie? You ought to know there is gossip in town about you and Ronny seen as lovebirds at a restaurant and you have been with him at his room at the hotel." Telling about her visit to Ronny's hotel took her with surprise and she turned red all red in her face when she replied without answering my question, "Don't listen to and believe all the damn gossip you hear." "Please answer my question." "You and I have problems right now and I'm still fed up with you for your damn cardboard boxes and for you humiliating me at Linda's dinner. I don't know what to do about it but I'm not intending to rush away to do anything stupid which could increase our problems. I can swear that I have never fucked neither Ronny nor anybody else behind your back since I met you. Yes, I've been five minutes, probably less time, in Ronny's room at the hotel after I helped him shopping during a lunch break. I can swear that nothing happened there. I don't care what Rosalie has done or not done or is doing but don't compare me with her. I didn't expect such a low level argument from you as accusing me to be what you think she is. You ought to know me better." "I haven't accused you for anything. I only know that in your opinion I'm not good enough for you any longer and want to know your plans for the future so I can begin to make my own, which will be necessary if you continue to treat me a pure crap." Forbidden Temptations "If you are thinking about Susanne Falkenhag, you can forget her because her husband has told a friend of mine that he is going to solve their problems. I don't have any plans for the time being and even if I had, Ronny or Robin would not be included in those plans. But I'm not going to refuse to have lunch with any of them or not even stop to give Ronny a hug or a kiss on his cheek after a pleasant lunch. But anything further with any of them is out of question. I've never said that you a genuine bad man or accused you to be any kind of crap. You are a good father to our children and have many other advantages but at the present time we have got serious problems" "Yes, and all those problems began with Ronny's courting and Rosalie's male pig trap talk about me for getting you to be an easier prey for Ronny." "Ronny seems to be a real ghost in your mind. What about your own attempts with Susanne Falkenhag. I've barked about that because I know you haven't tried any tricks so far but don't try to use her marriage problems for your own advantages." We ended the conversation. Even though I knew that gossip spreads fast in small towns, I was a bit surprised about Annie knowing about my innocent meetings with Susanne. Annie went to bed and I saw a film on TV before I went to bed. On Saturday I left early, first to my job and then to the mall where I met Susanne at a crowded café. We had a pleasant talk for a half hour and even took a half-hour long walk in the nearby park. We decided to have a short coffee date next Saturday again. My problem with Susanne was that I really didn't know anything about her feelings for me. Maybe she had no intentions at all to let it go further than friendship. On the other hand, if she was interested in an affair, I didn't wanted to give her any false hope about that before Annie and I had decided to go different ways. It was a difficult situation, indeed. The annual garden party at Annie's job was held next Friday, and immediately after I had left Susanne at the mall, I decided that next Sunday was high time to clear my mess. My plan was very simple. First let Annie choose between me or leave me. If she left me, I would tell Susanne that I was in love with her and wanted to have an affair or even go the whole way living together if she preferred that. For the kids sake Annie had to be the first choice but as far as I could see the risk of loosing both of them was at least fifty percent. The company garden party was a very popular old tradition and the new owners intended to let it continue as usual. The simple reason why it was held behind a factory was that there was a nice natural park in a peninsula between the building and a lake. It was perfect place for the annual garden party but useless for anything else because it was under protection due to the fact that under the soil there were found remains of a Viking village. The old owners had big plans when they bought the property for a high price. Some years after the purchase when they were ready to begin their project, the first thing they had to do was pay for a limited archeological investigation, which they ought to have before the purchase. Traces after an ancient village found and the County Administration Board declared it as a protected area, which did the investment worthless for the owners whose appeal to the government didn't changed anything. However, it is a nice place for a garden party and the company used to rent two large party tents, one for the dinner and one for the bar and dance floor. All employers with spouses and even some customers and subcontractors used to attend. Usually around 120 people. Annie and I had been at the party every year since she began to work there and she had no objections when I told I was going there with her as usual. She had not had any further comments to my questions about the future and I didn't bother to ask. Everything was as usual with one difference. I had made a copy of Annie's key to the side door in her office, which was used when they worked over-time. Just in case she sneaked in there with Ronny or Robin. Silly thoughts but people get silly after a few drinks at a party. Susanne called me on Friday morning and cancelled our date on Saturday because she and her husband intended to solve their problems during the weekend, but suggested lunch at Monday instead. O.K. for me. Annie's job closed at one o'clock on Friday and she had her hair done really nice for the party. For the evening she dressed in a new black pantsuit I had never seen before. She was a handsome wife indeed. When arriving at the party Robin and Ronny, without their stood at the entrance to the party tent and greeted all the guests. We went in there in a line of many people and they only said the same "Welcome" to Annie and me as the others. Robin and Ronny without wives gave me a hint of trouble. I got a feeling that they regarded me as "a mouse the cat brought into the house". I didn't care because I didn't get any positive impression of any of them either. Ronny had some overweight and I noted something strange in his eyes. I didn't know for sure but I suspected him to taken some drug. The party went on as usual. The old owners had an idea that it was an advantage for the company if people knew each other better. The seats to the dinner table were given in a lottery where the guests were given a sealed envelope containing a card with a number to the seat and three vouchers to the bar. The vouchers are a tradition from the old days when alcohol was strongly restricted. Those who didn't use all three laid the leftovers in a basket with extra vouchers on the bar desk. When a bell rang, everybody opened their envelope and found their seat. I had got lovely young wives on both my sides. Annie was sitting in a fair distance from both Ronny and Robin. No problems during the meal. When the bar opened and the dance began I noted that Robin and Ronny were away from the bar tent a good time before I noted Robin sitting in a distant corner talking with somebody I didn't know. Ronny had found Annie and took her to the dance floor. It was difficult to say if they were dancing or wrestling but I didn't care as long as they did it in a public place. I had watched them for ten-fifteen seconds a rather nice looking woman with a very short skirt and nice legs asked me to dance. I accepted. As it was a slow tune she got very close to me and whispered in my ear, "So you are Anne's jealous husband? Nice to meet you." "Jealous husband? A jealous husband had crushed that baboon's balls for it's wrestling with my wife. And who are you my love?" "Rosalie, a friend of your wife." "Nice to meet you Rosalie, I've heard so much about you." "Pleasant matters from Annie, I presume?" "Nothing of interest from her. Other sources are much better." "Like what?" "A naked beauty in a wardrobe sounds hot." "How in the hell can you know about that?" "You collected some fame on the river and further news are spreading like forest fire." "Lord" "He doesn't care. But you are a handsome girl. Even I want to try my luck when Annie and I have split up." "You are always welcome to try, big boy." "It depends on what Annie is doing with that baboon." I wasn't very polite to Rosalie when I mentioned the wardrobe, but why should I after all the crap she had put into my marriage. Annie had seen Rosalie and me close to her now and then during the dance and tried hard, without any success to get some distance between her and Ronny. Though it was a great party and no trouble so far, I preferred orange juice instead of stronger drinks just in case something still could happen. Rosalie avoided me after our dance but had a good time with one of the junior technicians, who took her away from the party rather early in the evening, which obviously got Robin in bad mood and drinking too much. Even I succeeded to get a few tunes with Annie on the dance floor. She was almost the usual kind wife again. During our first dance she asked me about my dance with Rosalie and I told her the truth that she was a sexy lady and she had promised me a date if Annie got too far with her wrestling baboon. Annie told me that she really did her best to avoid Ronny. I suggested her even the next dance with me, which she accepted. Ronny was after her most of the time and she had a hard job to avoid him during the evening. I offered to calm him down but she refused and said that everything was under control, which it was because some of the employees from production had noted her problem and took turns dancing with her for teasing Ronny. During our latest dance Annie got close to me, asked me to "save the last dance for her" and suggested us to have a serious talk when we got home after the party. I got curious and suggested us to go at once but she told me to be patient and have a good time at the party. But then, only a half of an hour later when I was back from a short visit in the men's room some distance outside neither Annie, Ronny nor Robin was visible in any of the party tents. I asked one of the employees who was smoking just outside the entrance if he had seen Annie or Ronny. He told me that they had gone toward the building together with Robin and one other man he didn't know, probably from the main office. I feared for the worst and walked to the building. Due to the party all lights were on in the building why alighted room was not any clue. I decided to go in. To my great luck I could open the back door with my key. At the stairs to the basement I could hear some sounds from there. I sneaked down to the basement. I had been there once before together with Annie when she worked overtime and guided me in the building when I got to take her home after work. I knew that there were a small gym and a dressing and relaxing room with a shower. As far as I could remember, there were a comfortable leather couch and two easy chairs at one end of the dressing room. I guessed that the sounds came from there, and when I got closer I heard a woman screaming. With my ear against the door I could hear a woman, whom I now recognized as Annie screaming, "No, no, no, don't let him do that to me. Help me, help me." An angry male voice replied, "Shut up you damn cock teaser. You'll only get what you've been asking for." She continued screaming, "No, no, no. Help me Robin. You must help me." Robin shouted, "I'm not here and have not seen anything. Your own problem you damn cock teasing bitch." Now I knew that they were at least three men in there and Ronny was obviously raping my wife with the two other's watching and probably waiting for their turns. I had no weapon and hadn't seen anything useful on my way to the door. I can hardly pretend to be any experienced fighter, far from that. My wife was in danger and there was no time for waiting for help. Therefore I had to help her by myself as soon as possible. The only thing I could do was to try getting them by surprise, which ought give an advantage during the first few seconds of action. My other important advantage was that I was almost sober but at least Ronny and Robin had to be rather boozed to do such a stupid thing as raping a married fellow worker. I opened the door few centimeters but could not see the couch. Annie was still screaming her, "No, no, no." and Ronny was swearing at her for her resistance. I sneaked further into the room and standing close to a locker I could see a topless Annie with her top and bra around her neck lying on the black leather couch wriggling and kicking. Ronny held her wrists above he r head with his right hand and had pushed his left hand inside the waist of her pants in an attempt to reach her pussy. He was not any immediate danger for me. Now I discovered the unknown man standing at the foot end of the couch taping the action with a camcorder. I understood that Robin with his obviously empty hands was my worst danger and decided to attack him first. I tried to find out his position before I did my attack, but couldn't see him anywhere from where I stood. It was Robin who found me. I heard something behind my back, but before I could react he had my arms locked in a "bear hug" from behind. Robin shouted: I got you damn bastard." The unknown man with his camera got a confused expression in his face and aimed at us with his camera. Ronny was too hot in what he was doing with Annie and didn't sop his efforts with her pants. Robin thought that he had the situation under control and wasn't prepared for my action. I'm member of the local Motor Club. Our club badge is a bit larger than the average size of club pins and most members are wearing in on their leather jackets, even the needle is a bit thicker, longer and even slight serrated. In my opinion it was a bit too big for my jackets why I had it on my belt. I was able to move my right hand to the belt, pull out the badge and hit Robin's hard cock with all available power with the needle. He gave a terrible scream and released his grip around my body. I turned against him and gave him a swing on his cheek so he fell to the floor. The third man stood as frozen when I rushed against him. He lifted up his arms to protect his expensive camera and his face, but I kicked him hard on his right knee, which got him off balance so I could give him a hard hit in his belly with my left fist and then hit his cheek with my right fist. He fell as a log. Now even Ronny had noted that he was in danger and took his hands off Annie, who immediately jumped up from the couch and attacked him by scratching him with her nails. I kicked him hard on his balls and hurried back to Robin who was standing up again rather groggy. A new hard swing with my right fist sent him back to the floor where he stayed. The third man was rising up. I hit him back to the floor. Ronny, whose face now was filled with red stripes as on a War-painted Indian brave after Annie's treatment with her nails, was now wriggling on the floor. I gave him a well deserved swing on his now wells scratched face so even he was laying still and stayed down. Annie kicked and stomped his groin several times with her high heels before she went the still lying Robin and did the same thing to him. Even the third man got a taste of her anger before I took her away from that room after collecting my badge and the video camera. Neither Annie nor I wanted the police involved in this matter because in our country the law about self-defense is mainly for protecting criminals against their victims. If this matter had gone to a court, Robin and the third man had probably only been fined a small amount and Ronny got a short probation. The usual compensation to a victim of interrupted rape is very low and due to my interference in an early stage I'm sure she hadn't got much but without doubt been fined for kicking the men when they were on the floor. I had probably been fined for using more violence than necessary against the three rapists and sentenced to pay each of them compensation on the same level or higher than Annie would get. In many matters justice and the laws are two quite different things. Instead we rang for a taxi and went home, made us a strong drink and went to bed, where I comforted her until she fell in sleep. The next morning Annie whispered in my ear, "Please lay on your back and don't do or say anything." I replied, "I do." Annie undressed first herself ant then me and began kissing me everywhere. Her kissing ended at my now stone hard cock, which she began to lick for teasing me for a while before she began to suck it. I felt in the slight difference in her sucking that she was more horny and eager to do than usual. When she climbed up on me and began a slow riding, I could feel the new strength in the squeezing her now wet but tight pussy did to my cock. Neither of us said a word, just enjoyed the best fuck in our marriage. Then when it got closer for her to cum, she began moaning louder and louder until it ended in a screaming when she came. I couldn't resist any longer and released the big load I've been collecting during a couple of weeks. Then she fell over me and began to cry and begged me to forgive her for all the problems she had caused me. I comforted her and told her that everything was OK and what happened yesterday wasn't her fault. To my surprise she told me that Ronny's rape attempt wasn't her main problem any longer. She was more worried for her behavior against me during the last weeks. Annie confessed that due to his shy and caring courting she had very soon got strong feelings for Ronny but not strong enough for cheating me. She wanted to wait and see for some time how their friendship developed before she went the whole way with him. Then the expected romantic night together with Ronny on the raft was an exiting thought in her mind and she had some ideas to do at least something naughty if things went as she expected. As it was a paid event in her job, she had not expected any objections from me, at least nothing else than sour comments. My reaction was shock for her and the cardboard boxes got her really pissed at me. After a sleepless night she found out that the only sane thing to do was to skip the raft adventure because she wanted our children to grow up with both their parents and a divorce was to high price for that event. To the beginning she was mad as hell at me because I didn't trust her and threatened her as a slut. Then when she got to know that I had been right about what had happened on the raft she began to get doubts about the possible affair with Ronny in the future. My demands for knowing if Ronny was included in her plans for the future and the gossip about Susanne and me had got her much more worried than she pretended to be. Now she didn't want to do anything for humiliating me except not having sex during a limited time. Before the Company party on Friday she had rang Susanne who had accused her to be a damn stupid if she dumped me. Susanne told her that if her own husband had not gotten his common sense back and wanted to give their marriage a new chance, she had done her best to get me. Susanne had confessed that she and I had never done anything else than talked with each other about our problems and decided to save the marriages as the first option. Annie had decided that the night after the party she would give me all the sex she had denied me to have during our crisis. Ronny's wrestling on the dance floor and Rosalie telling her that I asked for a date had convinced Annie that she had been and acted as a damn fool but now it was high time for her to be my loving wife again. She had told Ronny after their "wrestling" on the dance floor that from now on her husband was the one and only man in her mind and she intended to quit the job if Ronny caused her any problems in the future. It was Robin who had told her at the party that the controller wanted to ask her about some matters he left early in the morning. At first Annie had denied to do any work during the party but gave up when Robin had promised her that those few minutes would be compensated with a paid day off work. She hadn't suspected anything when even Ronny went with them. At the office she had got suspicious when they told that the meeting was in the basement but robin and Ronny dragged her by force when she tried to escape. Robin helped Ronny to take off her jacket but thereafter it was only Ronny who had thrown her on the couch and got her topless. Her breasts had several bruises after Ronny's hard pinching. Annie and I cleared up all our misunderstandings and had one more real good fuck before I rang my lawyer, who wanted to see us before lunch. We stopped at his office before we went to Annie's parents for our kids. Forbidden Temptations EPILOGUE The third man in the rape gang was Frank Anderson, a married man working as controller at the main office of the company, which owned Annie's job. His video was useful evidence for our lawyer to use in his negotiations with the managing director at the rapist's job. The lawyer did a good job. Robin, Ronny and Frank, got fired. After they were out of the company, the security people took a closer look at their computers and in Frank's computer at his office they found many very hard movies with forced sex and obviously he was a member of some kind of a web ring for sharing such stuff. All three wives filed for divorce when they found out the real reason for the firing. How could three married men in such positions be so incredible stupids that they taped a video during committing such a serious crime as rape? My lawyer thought that it was Frank who somehow persuaded them to take some drugs during the evening. Robin was mad because Rosalie preferred the young technician and Annie had told Ronny that she was going to quit the job for saving her marriage if he didn't stop his attempts on her. In their drugged minds they had no objections to Frank's plan for raping, videotaping and blackmailing Annie to stay at the job and be their company slut. Frank could sell the video after editing their faces and all names. They could even use some well edited parts of it for blackmailing Annie. Annie got three year's salary for not taking any further legal actions and even got Ronny's job with Rosalie as her secretary. One of the previous owners promised to take Robin's job for three months so the company could find somebody well qualified person for it. Rosalie is now living together with the technician she met during the company party. They invited Annie and me for dinner one Saturday evening. After a delicious meal she told us that she wanted to clear up all ghosts from the past. Her boyfriend told us that he knew everything about her past but didn't care a shit about what she had done before they met at the company party and it was OK for him when she dogged out all ghosts from the cupboards. Rosalie told us she was sorry for what she had done to help Ronny in his efforts to seduce Annie, which caused problems for us, mostly for me, in our relationship. We told her that we had no hard feelings against her because her interference had probably saved our marriage because it brought up all problems to the surface, which got me alert and getting Annie under pressure to choose between Ronny and her family before she had done anything stupid with him. A secret affair was, of course impossible during such circumstances. I told Rosalie that if Annie had continued to be the usual good wife to me and by own decision skipped such a foolish idea as the night on the raft, I had never suspected her for going the whole way with Ronny. She probably had would have done it sooner or later when the secret tension between them had got strong enough for that. But thanks to Rosalie's crap talk about me I began demanding answers at home and thinking about an alternative solution with Susanne, which gave Annie cold feet when she understood my intentions. Even Susanne's husband had heard some gossip about me courting his wife and wanted to know the truth, got it from her with a simple choice, the sport channels or the family. He wasn't a fool and with a wife like Susanne he didn't need any thinking time for making his choice. However, even with our marriages saved Susanne and I decided to keep our friendship and have a lunch at least once a month. Neither Annie nor Susanne's husband had any objections to that.