41 comments/ 58669 views/ 23 favorites Katie My Love, Why??? Ch. 02 By: ThePastBehindMe "...Oh Shit..." I had wondered the motives behind Katie's reaction to my aggressive cunnilingus. I knew she wanted to bask in her lovers glaze when I entered our bed, I strongly suspected she thought we would cuddle and gently fall asleep. Once I made my move I'm sure I surprised her by snatching her panties down and instantly traveling south. Katie was always a good wife. Always accepting of my advances. Always doing her wifely duties...always...until tonight. Until I broke tradition and decided to eat her swollen, freshly used cunt. "Matt...oh Matt honey, wait a minute baby..." She shockingly closed her knees around my head and pulled at me, as I made my way from beneath the covers. "Baby, I'm about to, you know...start soon. I just don't feel...fresh" she put on her puppy dog eyes and looked at me so softly. "C'mere baby... Let me relieve some of the stress that job has put on you", she whispered as she guided me up and over her and onto my back. Katie smiled her schoolgirl grin and shimmied down my boxers. She lovingly kissed my chest and made sure her lips smacked as she made her way down onto my stomach. The moment I entered her warm soft mouth my mind "clicked" off. It was a disconnect I had never experienced before. My cock may have been hard as I curled Katie's strawberry blonde hair in my fist & pumped my cock into her willing mouth, but my mind was completely numb. Only for a moment. Then just like the dark fog I found myself in, another "click" and I had a moment of clarity like never before. Not more than an hour ago this fucking bitch was sobbing, begging for my neighbor...my supposed friend to feed her inch after inch of his cock. This filthy cunt had simply disregarded every whining foreman, drunk executive, every weekend I spent in hotel rooms eating fast food so my kids and my dear sweet wife could live the American Dream...she had betrayed me in the most unforgivable way. No amount of batting her eyes and sucking me to sleep could make up for what she had done to me. Tonight was the last night her pushover husband would be fooled by her charades. My mind was in overdrive and soon she would reap what she had sowed. She made this bed, fucked in it and now, tonight I would set it ablaze. But first, while letting Katie suck my cock, concocting my plan I had achieved a level of hardness I couldn't remember since my college years. As I thought of the payback that lay ahead, I pulled Katie's head down deep on my cock and shot a few quick spurts of cum down her throat. My hips bucked steadily and rhythmically until I felt the energy escape from my balls. "Oh my honey..." Her voice trailed off as I flung myself over on my side. I tucked my pillow under my head and with my back turned to my fucking cheating whore of a wife, I let sleep overcome me. I would return to the office tomorrow and get to work. Monday 10 a.m. "Good morning Cynthia! How was your weekend?" I sat on my secretaries desk as I looked down at her past my piping hot cup of coffee. For ten years Cynthia has delivered and organized my business life. For ten years she has been the consummate professional and for ten years she has watched me march right past her desk in concentrated silence as I muddle over the mornings schedule. "Well Matt, to be honest I'm not prepared to answer your question. Don't you have some paperwork to look over before we discuss this mornings minutes?". Her tone was inquisitive and almost motherly. Cynthia looked over her black rimmed glasses with her steel blue eyes and expected an honest answer from me. She was forty two, mother to a son named Ethan with whom she birthed prior to graduating high school. Ethan's father, a big name-small town jock denied Cynthia and the baby in pursuit of bigger and better, less responsible things. Fuck him Cynthia thought, as she dedicated her youth to raising a son who would turn out to be the complete opposite of his old man. Just as she had planned. Now at 25 years old Ethan was working for a small town police department in Colorado where he had met, and recently informed his beloved mother, the woman of his dreams. Cynthia was now making the transition from empty nester to the prospects of a new and hopefully growing family. In the mean time she would ride her bosses coat tails up the corporate ladder with which he had gracefully given her raises throughout their ten year tenure. Cynthia loved her boss and admired his dedication to his immediate (and work) family. "Cynthia? When's the last day you took off on a Monday and went shopping for yourself?" I peered down at my secretary with a serious glare. "Christmas of last year when I forgot Ethan's girlfriend was coming home with him. You gave me an extra hour lunch to buy her something nice". Her answer was very matter of fact. "Well my dear, turns out I have some shopping to do today and I don't see any reason for you to be here as well..." I reached into my pocket and slapped down five crips 100 dollar bills. "Enjoy your day off, I'll see you tomorrow...have fun!" I had started down the hall before her jaw could hit her desk. I obviously couldn't see her but I imagined when she finally closed her mouth she wondered what the hell had gotten into her workaholic boss? Oh well...She had a five hundred bucks and a hall pass. I'm sure she'd have questions tomorrow but for now she was off to shop. As I headed south along I-95 there was an overbearing feeling of freedom. Since my light "clicked" receiving a blowjob from my whore wife last night, my thoughts were racing but surprisingly clear. Out of the flames of my burning bed rose a something sinister. I stood behind my bedroom door shaking in my own boots while another man invaded my wife. He not only fucked my wife, but fucked my life, my job, my family. His filthy seed had desecrated more than a marital vow. He had set into motion the birth of a new man. Something more than "clicked" that night. Something snapped! I had been walking around the big box warehouse for almost an hour. Clear visions from mental pictures and daydreams became my shopping list. If I felt the need or thought of the possibility for the use of a tool or gadget, I threw it in the cart. The last thing I need was to fulfill my new desire and not be able to finish a task because I was simply unprepared. That would take away from "the gift" I was preparing to give to my lovely wife. Tuesday morning I slept in till 9 am. I called Cynthia to tell her to wipe my schedule clear till Monday. I informed her Id be in just before lunch and to pick a restaurant for our weekly briefing. Then to have the IT department schedule appointment around 3 when we were done. This was completely opposite of my normal routine and Cynthia could only muster a inquisitive "uh yes sir..." Before I hung up and went down stairs to find Katie reading the news and eating the kids left over breakfast. "Well look who decided to wake up and join me today! Aren't you late for work mister???" What a sweet motherly tone she always carried when she spoke to me. Who would have ever matched that angelic voice to such a filthy mouth. I faked the most caring smile I could as I imagined grabbing her by the back of the head and splitting the breakfast table in half as I pounded her face through it. "Well my love, I know I've been working crazy hours and have spent days away lately. I thought Id move some things to the back burner and have some quality time with my bride!" I spoke in my most loving voice as I took her face in my hands and kissed her forehead. "I've actually made a date for us tomorrow night! Your mom is picking the kids up from school and WE are going to have some serious quality time!" I almost threw up in my mouth a little bit knowing this is exactly what my whore-wife would expect from me. Her hard working man grinding his finger to the corporate bone while June Cleaver sits and knits Christmas sweaters and makes homemade cookies! "Well I'd be delighted to be squired around town in your arms handsome!" If she was faking her shit eating grin you'd never know it. She had such enthusiasm glaring in the eyes! "Ok my love well I do have some work to finish off, I'm gonna get dressed and then I'm off! I'll call you wen I'm on my way home! Love you baby!" I yelled down the hall as I made my way off to my bedroom to start my day and hopefully put a very intricate piece of my puzzle in place. I met Cynthia at a local pub/restaurant a block from our downtown offices. As usual I carried my files for the latest account and my laptop. The table both served as our dining space and makeshift office space. I was focused and direct as I instructed my employee to the latest deadlines and meetings. After a laundry list of papers to be signed, filed and sent we had downed lunch and two rounds. Except for the beers, it was our typical lunch meeting. Once the laptop was closed I ordered another round to Cynthia's surprise and loosened my tie. I could tell Cynthia was anxious because of my recent behavior and change of pace. Next to my wife this woman knew me better than anyone. "Cynthia how's Ethan doing?" The best way to get her to lay down her guard was to get her talking about her son and their future plans. She bit and the conversation flowed as she told me of the latest wedding plans and her hopes that they young couple manage to move further east to be closer to a hopeful grandma. As Cynthia talked I watched her glow with true happiness for her son and future daughter. I had always thought of her as beautiful but in a motherly way. She was by no means old, hell, she was only five years older than me! I suppose my work ethic had never allowed me to gaze past her neck, which was usually buried under mountains of paperwork sent directly from me. But the truth was, I wasn't just married to Katie, I was married to my job and for the past ten years scratched and clawed to rise to the top. I had no concern for gawking at strange women en route to my corporate crown. But it "clicked" the other night and now I had new eyes. New vision. A new perspective. My new sight saw Cynthia for what she really was, a beautiful sexy woman who like me, put her personal (and sexual) desires on the back burner for the sake of others. Or so I thought. I had a new plan and to reach the ultimate goal I would need to see if Cynthia was a willing participant. I needed to see if my new assessment of her was correct or would I need to look elsewhere for a candidate. I gently shifted the conversation about Cynthia's personal life to her social life. "Cynthia, when's the last time you were out in a date?" I casually asked as I tipped my frosty mug back. "Well does today count?" She again looked down over her dark librarian style glasses. "No you dork. Unless you plan on getting me drunk and taking advantage of me. Then I may consider this a date." Her eyes widened as my comment definitely took her off guard. The first shot was fired and I thanked the buzz behind my eyes for the confidence to say it and waited for a return fire. "Well you're gonna have to catch up light weight, my count has me three drafts to your one!" She just scored a direct hit and I made contact with our waitress so the games could go on and my plan could continue to unravel... After several rounds Cynthia surprisingly hung in with me as we drank our business relationship into a chummy belly laughing session. It wasn't until we stood to walk back to the office did we realize how drunk we had gotten. "Oh wow, when did the sidewalk start to move" she giggle as she held onto my arm to steady herself. The two block walk wasn't our biggest dilemma. As we stepped into the elevator and headed north to our office I looked over and found Cynthia's eyes closed for the ride. It was then I noticed through her open pea coat her cotton blouse clung to her chest as she concentrated on her breathing. The December chill was still with her as her nipples gently poked through her shirt. It wasn't the first time I noticed her large D cup breast but it was the first time I had a desire for them. I let my eyes follow her coat buttons and made note of her dark knee length skirt, only a small patch of skin shown before the tops of her brown suede boots covered her fit calves. My secretary always had a keen sense of style both professional but trendy. On this late December afternoon she had a New York business look to her that reeked of Big City sex and my interest was peaked from more than just the liquor we had consumed. As the bell snapped my out of my trance and the doors opened we casually walked down the empty hall to the large mahogany doors that proudly displayed the company name. Just through them we hooked a left and Cynthia dropped her purse on her desk and I pushed through a smaller set of glass doors that led to my office overlooking downtown. Another left at the end of my room and I walked into my office bathroom to release the pressure in my bladder. As I finished I walked out to find Cynthia waiting for me sitting on the edge of my large wooden desk holding a picture of Katie and me. We were atop a large snowy mountain in Steamboat springs, Colorado during a recent ski trip. "You two are the cutest Matt, I've always enjoyed seeing you two together" she touched the glass frame and sighed. "Really? And whys that C?" I rarely called Cynthia by her full name unless we were conducting business. "You two just seem perfect for each other. Always laughing and doing fun things. Like a marriage is suppose to be." She must have sensed it. She looked up from the picture and her eyes locked mine. Her words had drawn the burning hatred for the whore back home. I had no answer because I could no longer see Katie for the pure sweet woman I was with in the picture. I didn't answer Cynthia, I just stared at the picture in her hands. She knew. "Matt, who is he?" Her voice was cool and direct. Only a woman scorned could relate to the feelings we shared. Half an hour later I had retold the tale of the night I returned home from Charlotte. Cynthia made not a peep, nor did she view me with judgmental eyes. She merely nodded with deep understanding. When my tale had been told she asked me again with the same cool directness of an expert killer for hire. "You tried to get me drunk and sleep with you for revenge, didn't you?" She didn't wait for my answer. "Is that why you've acted so uncharacteristic?" I stared at her blindly. I was like a child caught in a lie. All the boldness of my previous plans seemed to have been squashed by her words. "Yes" simple and honest. It was all I could muster. "Oh Matt, you are so smart. So bright...but goddamn you've got a lot to learn about grudge fucking" Cynthia's tone was cheerful but almost deranged. I couldn't quite put my finger on where this conversation was going. "Honey, sit down. Let me tell you a little story, uh, let's call it a 'lesson' I learned a long time ago" she eased me back into my big leather office chair and gracefully slid to the edge of my desk. She had...No...commanded my full attention. "Matt, you remember Hal, the man I was engaged to a few years ago?" How could I forget. I had never seen Cynthia so happy. It seed like a whirlwind romance that everyone in the office was jealous of. Hal and Cynthia we're two of a kind. But then he up and moved to Pittsburgh, left Cynthia with a shitty "Dear John" letter and broke her heart. Without a verbal answer, Cynthia continued. "Well I never told you but I found out Hal cheated on me with the real estate agent who was listing his home in San Francisco." "He tried to keep it from me and her and we found out about each other on accident. That's when we decided to...well, teach him a lesson." What Cynthia told me next was like hitting the lottery. In great detail step by step she told me how she and the real estate agent lured Hal into his apartment. Cynthia had music and candles laid out for him, the works. She told me how she was extra playful and confessed to Hal how she always fantasized about role play and S&M games. When Hal agreed to put on the handcuffs like in the movies, Cynthia explained she knew she had him dead to rights. I could only imagine the look on his face when the real estate agent and a strange looking brute opened the bathroom door. Cynthia spared no detail reliving that night when the three of them gagged and bound Hal to his own bedpost. Cynthia explained how at first Hal tried to talk tough, threatening the two women the moment he broke from his captivity. She then chuckled recalling how Hal begged the muscle bound stranger to not rape him when the man told Hal his ass would bleed for weeks if he ever laid a hand on either of the two women. I stared as Cynthia told me word for word in a trance-like state of how the three of them had the most supercharged sex in total disregard of Hals presence in the bed. My cock twitched when she told me how they used Hal for leverage to pull or push themselves deeper into the hulking strangers cock. She told me how after their marathon session ended they all lay in a sweaty heap right on Hal's half naked body before tossing the key to his bedside and dressing to leave. Her story had me hot and hard but also amazed at how wrong an impression I had of my secretary. I had no idea she was capable of such devious behavior. But then I realized how familiar her story had been. I realized she too, had "clicked" and let the years of repressed sexual anger let loose on her scoundrel of a boyfriend. "When can we get started?" I asked bluntly. Her lips slowly curled revealing her beautiful white teeth. She looked up and to the left, "You told her you two have a date tomorrow? What time should I be at your house? Say, nine?" Her mind was in sync with mine and I could only nod in amazed approval. "Good. You two enjoy your dinner and I'll just let myself in." With that she rose from the desk and collected her purse and was gone leaving me with the clicking of second hand clock hanging on the wall behind me. My how things work out. Karma's a bitch and soon my dear Katie you will realize your selfish needs and be punished accordingly. Wednesday 9:15 pm I could barely sit still during dinner. My mind was swirling while Katie blabbered on about PTA meetings and the latest neighborhood gossip. Ironic huh? It's funny how one simple act of infidelity can change your whole perspective of a person. What once was a integral and important part of my wife's life now was perceived as mindless gossip to me. Oh well, she made this decision. She "clicked" the switch. Now if she would just shut up long enough for us to pay the bill, we would be on our way and I could finally see my wondrous revenge plan set into motion. Finally I can show this bitch what it feels like to be truly taken advantage of and have your life flipped on its head. One hundred and seventy six dollars and fifty three cents. Plus tip. A small price for my beloveds last meal for her little fantasy world with her loving husband, PTA meetings and little white picket fence marriage. Another five bucks to the valet kid and we were on our way. It was actually nice feeling Katie rub the back of my neck and hair line as we drove in silence and just enjoyed the hum of tires on the road. The familiar view of my homes luminescence brought forth a feeling of déjà vu from the previous night when I found Katie having a romp with our neighborhood friend. The feeling only solidified my plans and washed away any doubts that I may have chosen the wrong path of revenge. No, this bitch was about to get exactly what she deserved and more. Katie My Love, Why??? Ch. 02 "Allow me to get this for you m' lady!" I put on my best British accent as I opened the door for Katie. "Awww my gentleman. It's good to know chivalry isn't dead" she extended her hand and accepted my gracious offer in her best Southern Belle voice. I peered across to street at Scotts well lit home and pressed the button to close the garage door. I could hardly wait. 10:45 pm There's quite a bit you learn about yourself after you watch another man plow your innocent wife from the rear. Aside from how boring and mundane our conversations turned out to be, I also discovered how routine things had gotten with Katie and I. I suppose the idea of not caring if Katie was "in the mood" or weather she or I had recently brushed our teeth increased my sexual prowess. I knew I'd have to be subtle if I were to not give away the plans. So here I was, just like so many date nights before, in a childless home, showered, shaved, lying in bed with my boxers on, waiting. I never realized how monotonous we became before Katie and I made love. I wanted to whack her over the back of the head with a frying pan as we walked through the silent kitchen before heading up stairs to get cleaned up. But I restrained my urge, it was not the plan Cynthia and I had agreed on earlier when we spoke about the details. As I followed Katie up the stairs I looked down below toward the kitchen and saw my smiling secretary hiding just into the shadows. I could make out the small black bag she had in her hand. The treasure I had shopped for just a few days earlier, plus a few "extras" Cynthia said she would bring along for fun. By the time I had eased into bed I knew I had about twenty minutes for Katie to finish her evening routine. As Cynthia eased through my bedroom door and made her way across my room I knew it was time to let any reservations go. As Katie's blow dryer howled behind the bathroom door, all sounds were hidden as we unfolded the contents of the bag. The biggest surprise was when Cynthia shrugged off her long black coat exposing her wonderful body to me. From the floor I took in her black heels and enjoyed the curves of her calves covered in black fishnet stockings. Cynthia's golden skin looked smooth and silky as I inspected her voluptuous ass, the only covering was a narrow triangular piece of fabric in the front and a very simple but sexy black pair of thongs. Just above her flat tummy began her black leather corset. Tied in the front with black lace Cynthia's corset framed her beautiful D-cup breasts. I swallowed hard as I let my eyes sit and wander across her body. She put on a short show as she swung her hips slowly from one side to another showing me her beautifully tanned ass cheeks and rock hard tummy. This woman definitely did not skip on days we left the office to hit the gym. Sure she looked her age in the face, but that body! She could hang with women half her age. Cynthia capped off her little show as she reached into the bag and pulled out a Venetia style black leather masquerade mask. She slowly slid it over her beautiful face and as it only covered her eyes and nose she smiled back in approval as a grin washed over me as well. Cynthia then took out two lashings of 6mm nylon cord. She shimmed her way to the far side of my room taking cover in the the corner just out of view of the bathroom. From there it's where we agreed she would wait until I brought Katie back to the bed. As the blow dryer clicked off I passed Cynthia and walked toward the bathroom door. I pressed gently on the knob and the door creeped open. Katie stood to the left with her back just slightly to me. She wore a pink simple cotton tank top and matching pink and gray sleeping pants with little bunnies on them. Truly living up to the innocent image she had sold for God knows how many years, she held my stare for a few minutes in the mirror before blowing me a gentle kiss. "Can't wait for me to come to bed love?" She asked as she ran the last few strokes of her brush through her hair. "I've waited so long baby doll, are you finished?" I sighed. "Yes dear...go wait for me" "But I can't wait anymore..." I said as I walked up behind her scooping her bra less breasts in my hands. She tilted her head to the side and invited me to kiss her sweet smelling skin. I allowed her one last pleasant kiss and then...I "clicked". With lightening quick fueled rage my hands slammed up and locked beneath her neck pushing her head downward while interlocking my fingers. I arched my back and picked Katie up six inches off the floor and spun her around like a rag doll. "Oh my god Matt!!!" She shrieked but made no immediate effort to escape my grasp. Through the door, our king size bed lay open and inviting. Unlike the twisted carnage of blankets and bodies from the last time I watched Katie fuck in it, my bed was freshly made and all the pillows had been removed to provide the empty stage for The Show. As I reached the side of the bed I fell forward like a tree in the forest allowing all my weight to crash down on Katie from behind. A muffled thump as we hit the bed, I kept my grip clenched behind her neck and I took great pleasure feeling the breath knocked out from her lungs. I slid my right arm into the crease of Katie's neck and applied just enough pressure to know she was to remain captive. Katie's hands were quickly bound by Cynthia's first handcuff knot. As I let my weight hold Katie down in half guard Cynthia expertly made a beautiful and effective Dragonfly Sleeve with the secondary cord. Once her arms were restrained behind her I used the rear choke hold to leverage Katie to her feet. Both of us heaved heavily and small squeal escaped from Katie's throat. As Katie stood panting her eyes widened as she saw the half naked masked woman reach out to her. Just as we planned Cynthia brutally grabbed Katie by the cheeks and squeezed hard until her mouth was forced open. As Katie let out a muffled but painful gag, Cynthia crammed a pair of white cotton thong panties into her mouth. Cynthia then placed the leather strap around her mouth and buckled it shut. There was nothing left, just a ringing in my ears. Now with Katie's upper body bound and her mouth gagged I released my grip and allowed myself to relax. Cynthia stepped back into her dark corner and waited for me to give her instructions. Even from behind the darkness I could make out her sly smile and curvy silhouette. Katie stood in front of me huffing through her nose and visibly trembled. Her eyes were wild with confusion and fear. I stood there and found myself lost in ravenous thought. I took her facial expressions and connected the dots in my mind for her. My head cocked sideways in thought I whispered, "Did you think I'd never find out?" Her brows furred and all tension escaped her shoulders. She was caught. A mouse in a trap. The 'whys' we're now answered. "Peeeaaassss..." she struggled to say as her eyes reddened and a small tear escaped down her cheek. "No baby... 'Please' was what you asked for the other night when you fucked our neighbor right here in MY bed... Please and More were what you asked for and I watched you two. I saw it all...everything." She started to shake her head 'No' back and forth but her eyes had lost all innocence. There was no options, just justice lay ahead. I watched her squirm and her eyes dance. I could almost hear the gears turning in her head, she was back peddling, making excuses, dealing, looking for a way out. But there was only one way out. Out of this situation, out of this marriage, out of my life. That was MY way. Being in control never felt so good, watching her I achieved clarity like never before. "Do you know what it's like to come home and see your spouse in bed with someone else baby?" I moved my mouth close to her ear. I enjoyed whispering, it helped me control the urge to bash her head as well as I could now feel her exhale against my cheek. "How many times Katie my love? How many times have you whisked me off to work and spent the day fucking another man?" I never looked for an answer, I just continued to feel her rapid breath on my skin. I backed away a step and drew close to her face, "Do you like having is cum on you? How about in your cunt? Or even better...how about in your mouth Katie?" "The other night, you let me take those panties off of you and I wanted to see for myself how much you loved fucking him. But Nooo...I got a little too close didn't I? You couldn't even let me have that. But I kept your nasty cum soaked panties didn't I?" She closed her eyes and instinctively swallowed realizing the musky reality of what Cynthia forced into her mouth. "You've killed me Katie. You've ruined everything we've ever dreamed of. You've fucked it all away. And before I give you over to that son-of-a-bitch next door, I'm going to make you feel the same pain you've left in me." Katie's eyes now opened in wonderment. She shot an inquisitive look at me and then her eyes flashed to the dark corner. Cynthia emerged without being summoned. She slinked behind me and kissed my right shoulder as her left hand wrapped around my chest. Her right hand followed suit and slid across my abdomen as her hands explored for Katie to see. Katie stared blankly at me, her eyes wild seeing another woman's hands explore me. There it was, the look of jealousy that began to burn in her eyes. The raging anger was beginning to build that only a scorned lover could relate to. Revenge is bitter sweet bitch. "It fucking sucks doesn't it Katie?" Her eyes snapped back up to meet mine. She raised an inquisitive eyebrow as if to ask "why". "You put this into motion the first time you let that motherfucker in our bed..." I answered her silent question. "Now you fucking watch and see your loving husband please and be pleased by another." I took her chin in my hand and made her look deep at me. Again she raised her questioning eyes at me. Then she let her eyes wander and watch as Cynthia continued to rub my chest and abs. I watched Katie slowly close her eyes to shield her from the show. Cynthia's hand reached out lightning fast and smacked Katie's left cheek. Katie's head shot back as the capillaries began to redden and flush her skin. "Oh no bitch! You don't get off that easy. Keep your fucking eyes wide open or we'll fucking glue the lids up! YOU did this Katie! Now YOU fucking watch!" It was the first time I verbalized my anger to Katie. It felt good, but I needed to keep calm or else I could have easily gotten physical with her. Cynthia must have sensed my rage. Her hands pulled me tight as she gyrated her pelvis against my back. My hands dropped and I slid them down and found Cynthia's smooth thigh and enjoyed her softness beneath it. It calmed me. Katie began to cry. I assumed sensory overload was beginning to take its toll on her emotions. I made sure she once again had her eyes lock on us and then I let my hands explore more of the woman behind me. Cynthia held her thigh up and over my hip allowing me to feel her silky skin. Her hands continued to rub my torso and occasionally she let her fingers pierce the waistband of my boxers. Her fingers grazing above my pubis sent shockwaves down to my cock. Again I was harder than I had been in years. I could feel the pulse within my cock and I was beginning to jump with excitement. "She's beautiful isn't she Katie?" I knew in the dimly lit room along with the mask, Katie couldn't be sure who the mystery woman was. I watched Katie's eyes glare down as Cynthia again went below my waistline. Katie's eyes lock on my lovers touch as Cynthia first took my cock in her hand and began to slowly pump me in her fist. Katie's look of confusion and jealousy made me smile an evil grin. "It sucks knowing someone can get your spouse hard doesn't it bitch?" I snapped at her, demanding her attention again. "Speaking of sucks..." I whispered gently. Like an experienced servant Cynthia released her embrace and slowly moved from behind me. As she came around in front she gently pushed Katie back two steps pinning her against the wall of our bedroom. Cynthia knelt down and in one motion pulled my boxers to the floor. She shimmed back and settled in on her knees between Katie and me. I took a step forward so my cock was in Cynthia's face , but more importantly I was as close to Katie as I could be. Cynthia began to slowly stroke me again and I couldn't wait for my incredibly sexy secretary to take me in her mouth. As I looked down I noticed Cynthia's legs were touching Katie. Katie could only respond by flattening herself as close to the wall as possible, hoping not to make any contact with the strange woman. "Suck me baby." My secretary was just waiting for the word. Her hungry mouth took me in whole and she shook her head lightly side to side as she sucked me in and out. Her warm mouth made my head fall back in ecstasy. When I opened my eyes again Katie was staring at the back of the woman's head bobbing back and forth. Katie let her head drop and began to sob. I was high on revenge and felt no guilt for the tears that began to flow from Katie. I shimmed a full step forward causing Cynthia to stiffen and almost fall back on Katie. Now there was full contact between the three of us and like a good sub Cynthia continued with the last request I had ordered of her. "Oh does this upset you honey?" I squeezed Katie's panty filled cheeks. "How does it feel bitch, you know what FUCK YOU Katie! I don't care how it feels! You watch! You watch me fuck someone else. You watch someone else pleasure your husband!" Again I let my emotions and anger get the best of me. Cynthia must have loved what was going on above her. My angry words elicited an eager response as she increased the speed and intensity at which she was sucking me. My body tensed as I felt her take me to the base of her throat. "Stop." Cynthia released me and stood up making sure her thong split ass cheeks rubbed against Katie. "Wait there for me please." I pointed to the shadowy corner of the room where Cynthia first hid. "Yes Sir" What a beautiful body. So full of curves, and perfectly framed in her corset and panties. "You see Katie. I suppose there is something new and dark within all of us. Maybe one day we can look back with fondness on the night you betrayed me." "Maybe..." I sarcastically shrugged. She continued to let the wall hold her up. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed. Her arms tied so perfectly behind her. What a cute little "thing" she was. I started toward Katie and as I passed by dresser I reached up and grabbed my Kershaw auto knife. With a quick flick of a tab the small three inch blade flung open. Katie must have thought the worse as she began to whimper and squeal beneath her leather gag. "Oh c'mon now honey let's not get carried away with this revenge thing...I'm not here to hurt you...well physically...Im here to exact revenge." With that I grabbed the bottom of Katie's tank top and held it taught. I let the knife do the work as I ran it quickly up the cotton fabric easily shedding the material in half. Katie looked skyward as I cut, fearing the blade would somehow pierce her skin. After I finished I let the fabric hang off to each side of her full breasts. I could then watch her nipples wrinkle as they hardened immediately. Katie just stared at me with a wild look in her eye imagining what would be next. "Do you think she has nice tits?" I asked flatly. "Very nice Sir." my secretary purred behind me. "Come over here. I would like to see you enjoy them." "Yes Sir" I heard her slink from her corner. "Mmmm!!!" Katie tried to resist the strange woman headed her way. She sprung on to her tiptoes and even further up the wall. Cynthia knowing her instructions flung the back of her left hand instantly and struck the side of Katie's left breast. A loud "thwack" echoed across our bedroom and Katie screamed a muffled screech from beneath her leather and cotton cum soaked muzzle. Cynthia eased her lips to Katie's ear and whispered in a low raspy tone, "Don't you fucking move cunt. You are our prop now. You asked for this several nights ago. You begged for this to happen and now I am here to help give you what you deserve." Cynthia's clenched teeth and low tone hid her voice well. I was certainly Katie didn't recognize her and I had watched Katie purposely avoid looking at the woman out of either fear, shame or both. "Don't fucking move Katie. Do you understand?" I again asked flatly. Katie looked wearily at me and simply nodded her head twice. One out of fear, the other out of complete submission, I had control over two of the most important women in my life and I was buzzing with egotistical ecstasy. "Continue please." Cynthia immediately took in a whiff of Katie's neck. She placed her hands on Katie's chest and let her head slide down her neck and into her cleavage. She followed by cupping both breasts in her hands. After framing them her mouth covered one of Katie's pink nipples and she sucked her in hard. "Mmmmm!!!" The hard stimulation took Katie by surprise. Cynthia rotated her head and did the same on Katie's opposite breast both times letting her mouth "pop" off her tits. I watched Cynthia bite, twist and suck on Katie's chest for a full two minutes. "Step over there." "Yes Sir" as she again shook her ass back to her corner. Katie looked at her feet and for now I decided to allow it. She already looked beaten and her shoulders again began to shake as she sobbed. O'well. I grabbed Katie forcefully by the shoulders and lifted her up and pushed her on her side toward the bed. She quickly lost her footing and fell immediately onto her right side. Her eyes widened again as I made one quick move to her sleep pants and pulled them down in one tug. Katie stared to yell something at me but she quickly gave up trying to communicate and settled into a mumbling hum. Her reddish blonde landing strip was visible in the dim light. I grabbed her by the knees and pulled her down to the edge of the bed and held her legs wide open. "Look at this nasty used cunt." I demanded, "Sure you've tried to clean it up and trim it nice for me, but now it looks used and disgusting" I cursed at her open box. Katie just lay on her back with her arms tied uncomfortably behind her mumbling. "What do you think we should do with this used cunt?" I peeked over my shoulder as I continued to hold her legs open wide. "Spit on it" a low easy voice begged to me. I looked at Katie as she wildly stared at me over her heaving breasts. I moved my face close to her pussy and inhaled her scent deeply. I nuzzled my nose in her trimmed bush one last time and the hocked deeply, "Ptheeew!!!" a huge glob of my saliva covered Katie's clit and mons pubis. I hocked again..."Ptheeeew"! Another clear glob covered her pink pussy lips and began to run down her crack. "Come show me what you think of this disgusting used pussy" I ordered. "Yes Sir" and she was immediately behind me. Cynthia got on her hands and knees and crawled under my outstretched arms still holding Katie open wide. Her head popped up directly in front of her pussy lips and she began to rub my spit around her cunt lips. After making a few exaggerated circles Cynthia too heaved deep in the throat and spat out a huge glob of sticky saliva. She followed up by going it again and again several times until Katie's bush was spiderwebbed in our saliva. For one good measure I stood over both of them and let a large stringy heap of spit slap down on Katie's soaked pussy lips. Katie My Love, Why??? Ch. 02 Katie's head flew back again in defeat. And she struggled to find a comfortable spot on her back. Good luck. "Lick her pussy. Lick that spit" I impulsively said. "Yes Sir" From Katie's ass crack to the top of her clit Cynthia spread our saliva with her tongue. "Spread it onto her belly and chest" "Yes Sir" Cynthia slowly moved her way up Katie's flat tummy and pushed glob after glob of mixed wetness to her chest. As she did she covered Katie's body with hers and for me left herself open and exposed. It was time I satisfied my urges. As Cynthia continued to climb Katie, I reached out and slowly separated her black thong panties at her waist. With both hands I gently pulled the fabric up and over her beautiful golden ass cheeks. Once her panties dangled at her ankles I positioned my face right into Cynthia's exposed crack. I inhaled deeply and accepted the scent of the new pussy in front of me. With that I plunged my tongue forward directly into her slit. My nose immediately shot up her ass and I breathed in through both my open mouth and nose taking in her freshly scented body. Cynthia continued to slide up Katie's body as Katie could only squirm beneath in disapproval. I tasted Cynthia for the first time. Her honey was salty sweet and her juices began to flow as soon as my lips met hers. I continued to inhale her and relish the first piece of new pussy I've had in years. It was delightful to say the least and I found that I wanted Katie less and less a part of it. As I stood up straight I held Cynthia by the waist and commanded her, "Get off her, she's a wasted piece of meat. Move her off to the side." Cynthia immediately used Katie for leverage and bounded toward the foot of our bed, leaving Katie to lay near the top lengthwise to stare at us. I locked eyes with Katie as Cynthia found her footing again and perched her golden tanned ass up as an offering to me. Katie shook her head slowly side to side as if to say "Don't, you can't go back". "That's right darling, we've gone too far now. Watch as I fuck my new lover. Watch bitch as we both get what we deserve" I held my cock at its base and slid deep into Cynthia's honey pot. The woman met my cock and sucked me in immediately. "Oh fuck that's right! Finally!" Cynthia let out a breathy sigh. Slowly at first and then into a steady rhythm I began to pull and push my cock in and out of my new lover. I watched Katie close her eyes again and she immediately she was met with a sharp slap across her face. With a "Sssnaaap!" Cynthia reminded Katie of the rules set forth. "Watch your husband fuck me you cunt." Her words were cold and firm. "You asked for this honey...I'm giving you what you deserve. Don't forget that." The reminder hit Katie like a gut punch. Her body deflated and she stared at my cold eyes as I pumped myself into my masked stranger. Cynthia began to gyrate and push back as we continued our pace. Her cunt sucked and tightened around me and felt the familiar ache deep in my balls. There was no way I was going to let this end yet so I gave Cynthia a quick slap across her ass cheek and pushed in deep one last time. She grunted in approval and pushed back to meet me. I slowly removed my cock I heard her sigh in disappointment. I grabbed Katie and positioned her more on her right side. I then pulled Cynthia to me and instructed her to stand and walk to the other end of the bed. "Lay down on your side so your pussy is close to her face.", I instructed. "Yes Sir" she slinked onto the bed and faced Katie's lovely naked body. When Cynthia's cunt was perfectly aligned with Katie's little freckled face she stopped and raised her left leg. Her glistening cunt was still soaking from when my cock had penetrated her. Her clit was swollen and red. "Sir. May I touch myself?" She whined. "What do you think Katie? Should I let her rub her pussy?" Katie stared straight ahead at Cynthia's clean smooth pussy. Her nostrils flared as her breathing picked up. "You can rub your clit wench, I'm also going to fuck you again as well" I instructed her. "Oooh yes Sir, please fuck me again" I slid behind Cynthia and lined my cock to her swollen lips. She was soaking as I found her slit. Another quick thrust of my hips and I was balls deep in her again. I started pumping into Cynthia again slow and steady. "Don't you fucking look away Katie or I swear I'll have her beat the shit out of you!", my wife's eye widened and I watched her focus on my cock pumping into Cynthia's bald pussy. I increased my pace a bit so now Katie had a nice view and the sound of my balls slamming into my new lover. Cynthia's hips met mine in perfect unison. She leaned on her right arm and her head fell back offering my access to kiss her full lips and look into her steel blue eyes beneath her masquerade mask. We were lost, two new lovers simply enjoying our first time consummating this exotic new relationship. Cynthia looked at me lovingly, "Sir, do you think the 'whore' might want to get an even closer look?" I maintained a steady pace and a devilish grin washed over me as I continued to fuck my new lover. "I think we would all enjoy that", one more push deep inside Cynthia and I held it there for a bit feeling her pussy suck me in and her honey flow onto my balls. "Off please." Cynthia rolled her hips to let me plop out of her and by doing so brushed her pubic bone against Katie's nose. She was a sinful thing and I enjoyed her expertise in cuckolding. As I slid off the bed I looked down at Katie. She followed me with her eyes as I walked to the other end of the bed. Her small body lay dimly lit in front of me, her arms still fastened behind her back. She was still a lovely sight. A used, disgusting piece of shit, but lovely none the less. I grabbed her underneath her knees and pulled her to the edge of the bed. In one motion her hips her held up to my waist and my cock head held steady just at her front door. As I looked down I could see her clear wet juices glistening on her outer lips. "Katie you whore!? Were you getting wet watching me fuck another woman???" I asked cynically. "Ummm mmm" she violently shook her head back and forth "Oh come on now Katie. I know you're capable of lying and I know you're a dirty cheating whore..." "Why wouldn't we all be surprised if you liked watching your husband fuck someone else?" She gave up in defeat and let her head fall back into the mattress. I continued to watch my cock pulse at her entrance. I looked to the dark corner where my secretary stood, "Come here." "Yes Sir", she slid behind me and began to rub my chest and abs again as I held Katies legs steady. Katie looked up over her exposed breast again with a curious and wild look in her eyes. Her nostrils flared as her breath quickened. Again her only option was to sit, wait and see what we wanted to do to her. Cynthia's hands were magic, she rubbed my skin delicately and lovingly. She truly was there to serve me. She told me previously her quest is my pleasure, and it showed in every touch. Without asking she knew where I wanted to be touched, how much and how long. Her only request was for me to verbalized my every need. The thought strange at first but easily achieved the moment she revealed herself to me downstairs. She steadied her left hand on my chest as her right moved slowly south. Her warm hands gripped the base of my sticky wet cock as she held me and pointed it directly at Katie's cunt. She needn't ask or wonder what to do next. She knew her pleasure was to wait for instructions, mine was to request. Katie was wild eyed. I detected a slight trembling in her as I held her legs, "You want to be fucked don't you Katie?" Her nostrils flared again as she continued to stare. The tremors in her legs increased and she finally slowly began to nod her head. As she did I heard a slow breath escape her and I felt her body release. "Maybe I could let you feel my cock again, maybe just the head?" Katie shook her head in approval as Cynthia made the move for me. She gently let my cock head touch Katie's clit. Slowly like painting her cunt she brushed my head downward and watched the artistry as her lips parted under the gently pressure of my cock. All tension in Katie released. Her head fell back again and her breathing was slow and drawn out. She was truly enjoying this now and the thought of her deriving pleasure made me sick. "You don't deserve me you fucking cunt." Cynthia held me steady. Half an inch away but not removed all together. She knew her role without direction. Katie's head shot up. I sensed an anger in her stare. She held my gaze. Both women waiting for their fate. "You don't deserve the pleasure I can give bitch. I've decided, like you did a long time ago, to give it to someone else...Fuck you". With that another alligator tear drop welled in Katie's eyes. I relished every thought of her roller coaster of emotions. Fear. Confusion. Guilt. Sorrow. Disgust. Hope. Desire. And now despair. I read it all in her eyes. "You don't think that's how I felt bitch? Standing there behind that door as he fucked you and you begged and pleaded for more. You begged for his cum and got everything you asked for, then even when I told you I was coming home...you...you fucking didn't even bother to clean yourself for me. To wipe his filthy cum off your body before you lay with your husband!" "And you think I should do anything to please you again???" Cynthia had begun to stroke me again as I raised my voice. Her motions encouraged me and prodded me to tell Katie's everything I had held inside for the last few days. Cynthia was encouraging my sexual healing with every pump. She only slowed when I stopped and stared at Katie. Again her eyes told the story. My confession connected a few more dots and now Katie knew I not only saw her but new her intentions beyond her initial acts. She didn't just fuck for her pleasure, she took it further enjoying my ignorance of it all. As her eyes glazed again, she knew I was ignorant no longer. She knew I had thought long and hard and tonight was not a string of random acts of coincidence. She had set a series of acts in motion and I was now at the controls to finish it. Katie's head fell back again in defeat, each time acknowledging a small victory for me. I put her legs down, lowering her cunt from my cock. Without direction Cynthia walked to the other end of the bed and pulled Katie's shoulders up while I pushed her legs. A small squeal escaped her, as we centered her in the middle. Cynthia looked at me and waited. "Go ahead.", and she began to crawl up on top of Katie. Once Cynthia made her move I moved in unison with her to orbit Katie's restrained body. When I reached Katie's head to see Cynthia's beautiful cunt hovering inches over her face, Katie began to hyperventilate through her nostrils. Before I left Katie's lower half I dropped the small black bag on the edge of the bed, it was now just within Cynthia's reach. My cock stood at attention knowing this was where we wanted Katie the most. "Go ahead", I instructed Cynthia. As I heard the rustling of the bag, I positioned myself behind Cynthia's golden ass. Katie, not risking another slap in the face, stared straight ahead as Cynthia's wet cunt gapped open inches from her face. I slowly placed the head of my cock against Cynthia's tight ass hole and stroked firmly downward feeling the tight dryness and then mixing with the warm dampness of her pussy juices. Once I made a full swipe I let my cock rub the exposed tip of Cynthia's clit and enjoyed feeling Katie's warm breath escape her nostrils on my balls. "MMMmmm! Ahhhhmmmm!!!", Katie screamed through her gag. The first metal clip must have been placed on Katies outer pussy lip. And I encouraged Cynthia more as I made another pass with my cock along her two holes. Up and down I continued in methodical strokes as she clipped several small metal clamps onto Katies outer cunt lips, six in total. With each scream that escaped Katies lungs I pressed Cynthia harder, when Katie began to sob after the final clamp was in place I had the head of my cock fully inserted into Cynthia's dripping cunt. She looked over her right shoulder through her mask, "it's done Sir." I pushed fully into Cynthia's tight cunt, a reward for her accomplished mission. She thanked me with a gentle moan and braced her hips to me my thrusts. I picked up my pace and let my loose balls slap against her golden cunt and swing just inches above Katies face. "You can enjoy yourself wench...", I found my voice raspy as my head shot back enjoying the full strokes my cock made inside Cynthia's tight pussy. I watched Cynthia's head drop and roll along Katies mound. In the day leading up to tonight Cynthia and I spoke frequently on the phone about the plan, our roles and expectations. As she opened my eyes to sub and Dom behaviors and etiquette, she also spoke of her hidden sexual life. Unbeknownst to me or very many outside friends of Cynthia, she kept a close closed knit circle of friends who attended BDSM, swinger and alternate lifestyle groups and soirées. She revealed to me her lifelong lust for the taste of women. She storied in great detail the first time she tasted another woman, and how if I would allow it, she would love to taste Katie's forbidden fruit. The thought of cuckolding her only added to her excitement. Cynthia nibbled and licked Katie's clit. Taking special precautions to only graze the small metal clamps that provided the electric sting of pain when grazed against. Cynthia achieved a heightened state of sexual arousal feeling my rock hard cock rhythmically press deep inside her tight cunt. Bracing herself on both elbows me managed two fingers inside Katie's red cunt while her tongue continued to lash at her hard clit. I crossed my arms to make an "X" across Cynthia's back and held tight to her bony hips. I used my grip to meet and leverage each thrust, my main goal was to create loud continual body slapping directly in the whores face below us. Mission accomplished. I had a beautiful view below me as I watched my rod almost exit and pull out Cynthia's inner lips before slamming back into her. I watched my balls swing back and forth knowing time was on the side of me and my orgasm. Best of all was during those long strokes I could see Katie's horrified face framed perfectly with her strawberry blonde hair, up close and personal with each thrust I gave Cynthia. Occasionally I watched Katie's brows furrow and raise when Cynthia let her tongue work its magic. Katie was in the perfect place of stimulation and humiliation. None of this was for her and the moment she enjoyed too much we had agreed to stop. She had her fun, now she was just an unwilling prop and forced audience. It was exactly what Cynthia and I agreed on. "You need to stretch her ass", two thoughts entered both mine and Cynthia's mind simultaneously. "Ptheeeew!" I heard Cynthia spit a large glob of saliva toward the bottom of Katie's slit. Cynthia dropped her chest low and raised her ass slightly higher for me. At the same time the took her right middle finger finger and swirled it deep into Katie's cunt to soak it. Her next move was swift and sharp as she pierced Katie's tight sphincter ring with her digit. I pulled my cock almost out of Cynthia's cunt to see Katie's expression. Her eyes weepy and red her mouth opened as wide as the leather strap allowed she tried to speak the words "no please" but her mouth just opened and closed like a fish. Once Katie's ass was violated I slid my cock out of Cynthia's cunt and quickly slid my shaft along Katie's horrified face, leaving a clear sweet trail of pussy juice to sit and marinate on her skin. "Mmmm! Mmmuck u!", her words barely discernible. "You wish cunt. Never again will I disgrace myself by fucking your used slit. Just shut the fuck up and watch me enjoy this woman completely." Katie eyes continued the message, her mouth no longer spoke. Once more I dipped my cock deep into Cynthia's tight pussy and removed it wet and glistening. Cynthia, without restraint, slowly wiggled her ass invitingly at me as I put my cock head against her tight ass bud. I watched her fingers deep below Katie's cunt two fingers waiting to her backdoor. I pushed my mushroom and watched her body relax enough to slowly start to swallow my cock with her ass. Cynthia's hands pushed accordingly and Katie cried out beneath her gag as Cynthia went knuckle deep into her tight dry ass. With a beautiful moist "pop" my cock finally penetrated Cynthia's tight ass ring and I watched Katie's face disappear as I watched my entire shaft push into Cynthia's bowels. "Oh my God Sir! Fuck my tight ass Sir!" I encouraged Cynthia by pulling back deep and then picked up another rhythmic pace. Her ass suctioned twice as hard on me has her slick pussy and the feeling was erotically maddening. I had talked an ex-girlfriend into anal once and I remember the feeling incredible. We didn't used enough lube and she became raw and we never finished. This we discussed this earlier as Cynthia confessed her love of anal sex and moreover double penetration. Perhaps we would later explore some new boundaries. For now, Cynthia enjoyed her own fantasy of double penetration as she pushed her fingers in Katie's ass as she met my cock with her own rhythmic pushes. "Fuck your ass feels so good. Do you like feeling my cock buried deep in your ass wench?" She caught her breath as I slammed a bit harder after my statement, "Fuck yessss Sir! I love your cock! Please fuck me more! I am yours, here for your pleasure. Use me Sir!", she belted out. Her honest words caused me to quicken my stroke and I felt the first twinge of ache pulsating in my loins. "Make her taste you.", I wanted what was about to happen, forced onto Katie in the most personal way. Cynthia complied immediately and I adjusted my position as she spread her knees further to drop her gaping cunt onto Katie's face. "Mmmm!" Katie groaned. I took a handful of reddish-blonde hair and held her face upright. Cynthia nor I cared where her face was, as long as Cynthia's writhing clit was smashed onto it. Cynthia ground her hips to smear girl cum on Katie's face and also milk my aching shaft. I lifted my hips to fully penetrate Cynthia's ass. Once we were in proper place Cynthia moaned a plea, "Sir! Your cock feels so good! Please let me cum on your wife's face! Please Sir let me cum for you???" With only one hand on her hip now I let gravity help me pound into Cynthia's ass and enjoyed the recoil of Cynthia's pussy pressed deeper into Katie's unwilling face. "You have my permission. Cum for me, cum for me C!", my admission drove my sub wild and her hips shook violently. "Ohhhh goooduuuh!", she let out an exasperated moan and her ass hole clenched and sucked over and over. With each wave of Cynthia's orgasms her ring threatened to cut circulation to my cock and the feeling was overwhelming. "Ahhh ahhh..." I could barely keep control of Cynthia's body, she shook, twerked and pushed hard against my waistline. I maintained my grip on Katie's locks and let Cynthia's orgasm wash over her and slowly back down again but maintained a medium stroke pace. Cynthia had taken me to the edge with her orgasm and I was almost at the point of no return. With one hand in Katie's hair and another on Cynthia's right hip I fucked my lovers ass and enjoyed the new slickness that surrounded my rock hard shaft. Katie My Love, Why??? Ch. 02 The body slapping increased again and Cynthia gained control of herself and I could feel her hands brace her lower torso to meet my hardening thrusts. No words needed to be spoken now, through Katie's actions and Cynthia's loving commitment it was time for my self serving act. My balls tightened and the electric ache moved from my balls and slowly made its way up to my shaft and I concentrated with all my might as I was now beyond the point of losing control. With one final slap against Cynthia's golden tanned ass I pulled my cock out and held the base of my cock to take a final look at Katie while I held her head still. Her eyes flexed and I saw pure fear mixed as she watched the carnage I imposed on Cynthia's asshole inches above her. I began to beat my cock wildly giving myself the green light to unload. My first spurt hit Cynthia's pussy just above her clit. The speed in which I soaked her caused my spunk to ricochet and break into a a few smaller droplets. Katie began to blink wildly as she realized I had a death grip to hold her head in place. As I made the second pump of my shaft I applied pressure downward pointing the tip of my cock within a few inches of Katie's nose. My second stream of sticky white man glue hit her left cheek with equal velocity as my first and Katie moaned a surprise squeal. Her action caused the sides of her mouth to open slightly from the leather seal. I took this opportunity to aim my third spunk in that direction and soon her leather bound mouth was covered in hot white cum. The appalled look on her face pleased me. I let out an exasperated grunt and continued to milk myself and let the jerking motion spew cum droplets in random directions. I noticed a few along Cynthia's smooth tanned back and the last fling up and drop directly into the corner of Katie's left eye. The sticky stinging sensation causing her to tear up immediately. I smiled in approval. Once I began to soften I took the time to paint Katie's face with a mixture of my warm cum and Cynthia's residue. The excitement of that violation kept my cock from completely softening, and Katie could now only stare at me with disgust. I read her thoughts and answered her unasked questions. "Because you betrayed me Katie", I said in my most lovingly voice. "Because you thought I would never find out and if I did, I'd take it sitting down...that's what you thought didn't you?" Her eyes confirmed my suspicions that she didn't think I had it in me. "But now you know, I know you're a filthy little slut who whores around with drunken neighbors and I can be as fucked up as YOU...and soon you'll see even MORE", her eyes widened as I left my open statement hang in the air. Wednesday 9:15am I watched the U-Haul moving van across the street from my library window. The scene went perfectly with my hot coffee as I reflected on the last few days. Shortly after Katie left the house for her PTA meeting a few days ago a friend from my IT department punched in the code to my garage and with Cynthia in tow began to install a few small HD "security" cameras that connected via wifi to my home computer. At the push of a button I could remotely stream a view of every room in my house and start and stop recording any time. After me and Cynthia's little game with Katie we sat her down and explained a few options. The only one non-negotiable was for the following night to bring Scott over and explain to him how Katie had a change of heart and thorough self examination she could no longer betray her loving and faithful husband, their affair would be over...but perhaps it would be acceptable for one last "hurrah" to send him home. That was, of course all captured, stored and duplicated on my new home security system. Then a good friend of Cynthia's (and Hals) rang Scotts doorbell and explained how he had been transferred to the not-so-local-branch in Boulder, Colorado. Just before Jenine, Scotts wife went to work the night before Cynthia also rang the doorbell, handed her a small micro SD card and a heads up on why the future move to Colorado may be best for their torn relationship. All in all as the moving truck puttered out of sight I felt pretty good about this new and exciting lifestyle I had discovered. I still had an awesome job and wonderfully attentive secretary to go with my new corporate office, but now at home I had a new willing submissive AND a date with the newly single neighbor who lived just across the street! Perhaps we would all get to check a few boxes off our fantasy wish list?