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Truth or Consequences Ch. 01

By: K.K.



My story begins at a cocktail party in the home of a friend from work. The department I work in is quite large and most of the employees are in their late twenties or early thirties and it seems that at least once a month and sometimes more often, someone from the department has a party. I was drinking a beer and chatting with Vicki, a long legged beauty with great breasts and beautiful red hair. Vicki had approached me and said that she really liked my tie and that the colors went nicely with my blue eyes. I was a little embarrassed by the complement, partly because it came from such a beautiful woman and mostly because I didn't 

take complements well. They made me uncomfortable. I never knew how to respond to them. I knew Vicki from work but not very well. We worked on different floors of the building and seldom ran into each other at work. As a matter of fact I saw more of Vicki at these cocktail parties than I ever did at the office. It kind of flattered me that Vicki always came over to talk to me at these parties. We talked for about a half hour until one of the single guys from at the party came over and began talking to her. As they began talking I walked off to find Susan. 

Susan is my wife of seven years and the love of my life. Susan is five feet eight inches tall and weighs 130 pounds. Susan has a beautiful body that even after two years of dating and seven years of marriage still makes my mouth water and my cock hard when I see her naked. We met and became friends in college but didn't start dating until a year after we graduated. I had been in love with Susan almost from the day we met but she did not show a similar interest in me at the time. Back then I couldn't understand how we could be such good friends and yet I couldn't get her to go on a date with me. She would have lunch with me or go out for a cup of coffee but nothing else. When we were together we had great conversations but I couldn't make it go any further than that. 

I finally figured out what the problem was the morning of graduation when I woke up in a strange apartment and didn't remember how I got there. I had a terrible hang over and generally felt like shit. It really bothered me that I had gotten so drunk that I couldn't remember the events of the previous night. When I got back to my apartment to get cleaned up for the commencement ceremonies I got a look at myself in the mirror. It was as though I hadn't taken a good look at myself in for the last four years. I had shoulder length hair and a scraggly beard, I was six feet tall but I weighed 235 pounds. At that moment I did a self-assessment and the results weren't good. I was a fat slob.

In those days I drank nearly a twelve pack of beer and smoked two packs of cigarettes every day. Standing there looking at myself I realized why Susan wasn't interested in having a romantic relationship with me. I was disgusting. 

I decided right then to change my life. I quit smoking cold turkey. I decided I wouldn't drink anything with alcohol in it until I could determine if I had a drinking problem. I began to eat better and exercise. Over the next year I lost forty pounds and was still losing weight when I ran into Susan for the first time since graduation at a wedding of a mutual friend. She was very impressed by the change in me and we had a great time at the reception together. When I ask her to go out to dinner with me that evening she answered yes immediately and we have been together ever since. 

When I turned away from Vicki I spotted Susan across the room with a small group of people. As I walked toward her, Susan was looking at me with no expression on her face. Usually when we are with other people Susan gives me a special little smile, which is her private way of telling me, she loves me but there was no sign of a smile. When I got over to where Susan was standing she just asked "Are you ready to go?" 

I knew something was bothering her but I decided not to address it till later. We said our good byes and got in the car and left. Susan sat silently for the next ten minutes until I finally had to ask. "What's bothering you? You haven't said a word for the last ten minutes and I could tell by the way you were acting at the party that something's was wrong." 

"I don't trust that woman and I wish you would stay away from her," Susan said. 

I asked "What woman? Whom are you talking about?" 

"You know damn well I'm talking about Vicki." 

"What's wrong with Vicki?" 

"Don't play dumb with me. I saw the way she was flirting with you. The way she touches your arm when she talking and the ways she laughs so hard at things you say to her. She is after you and I resent the way she doesn't even care that I see her doing it." 

I said, "Are you crazy?" and regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth. I knew better than to say anything like that when Susan is upset. She didn't say anything. She just glowered at me. It was a look that would have seriously injured a weaker man. "We were just talking. She wasn't flirting with me." I wasn't lying when I said that because I didn't think Vicki was flirting. 

"How could you be so blind? With the touching and leaning against you." 

"She wasn't flirting, she was a bit tipsy." 

"Don't be a fool. I've notice the way she looks at you and that she always manages to get you alone at every party we go to." 

"Well, she comes over to talk to me. I never see her at work or any place else. These parties are the only time I see her. Am I supposed to turn my back and walk away if she comes over to talk to me?" As I said that it occurred to me that this is exactly what Susan would want me to do. 

"I don't know what you should do. I just want you to know that she is after you and I will not stand by and let her ruin our marriage." 

"Listen, I don't believe that Vicki has a thing for me, but even if she does I have no interest in her and I have no intention of doing anything to hurt you or our marriage." 

Susan just looked at me and even though she didn't say anything I could tell that the storm had passed. 

When we got home Susan went upstairs to change for bed while I locked up the house. When I got up to our room Susan was laying on her stomach on the bed. She was wearing a short nightgown, which gave me one of my favorite views of her backside. The hem of her nightgown covered most of Susan's nicely rounded bottom but gave me a perfect view up between her slightly spread legs. Sue had her arms wrapped around her pillow and her eyes were closed so she didn't know I was staring at her, at the wonderful spot where her legs joined together. 

Now I haven't been with many women in my life. Actually, there have only been three other than Susan. One was my girlfriend in high school and the other two were one night stands after beer parties when I was in college. But, I have seen many X-rated movies, I have looked in many men's magazines and I have surfed all over the net and I have seen all kinds of pussies and I have never seen another pussy that effects me the way Susan's does. I don't know what the perfect pussy is supposed to look like but for me it is Susan's. My eyes followed the slop of the cheeks of Susan's buttocks until I got to the spot where the valley between her cheeks ended. This is the spot where the smooth rounded mound of her vulva begins. Susan's vulva is covered with fine soft hair, more like the fuzz on a peach than pubic hair. The line formed by her closed lips looks like a straight seam as if the vulva had been cast in a mold and that seam was made where the haves of the mold came together. As I enjoyed the beauty of this view I felt my aroused member straining inside my pants. 

I quickly undressed and got into bed. I moved over close to Susan and began kissing her on the neck. For a minute I thought that she had fallen asleep but when I ran my hand down her back and massaged her ass, Susan turned her face toward me and smiled. She kissed me and said, "I'm sorry for going off on you like that. I know you didn't do anything wrong but I don't trust her. That's the last I will say about that tonight." Then she pulled me to her and almost stuck her tongue down my throat. Susan rolled over onto her back as we continued kissing. I opened the front of her nightgown and exposed her lovely breasts. Susan has very sensitive breasts so as I kissed my way down her neck and approached her breasts Susan started to squirm. I began to tease her by kissing all around her breasts but not touching her nipples. This really gets her going. Susan isn't usually verbal during sex. She won't say what she wants but she will try to get it. As I continued my teasing Susan kept moving around trying to get her nipple into my mouth. She finally grabbed my head and guided my mouth to her nipple. As I took her nipple into my mouth and started licking and sucking it I began lightly running my fingers up and down the wonderful seam in her vulva. I knew that by sucking on her breasts and teasing her pussy I could bring her to orgasm without actually penetrating her vagina. I like to do this so that her pussy would be full of her juices when I go down on her. Susan's orgasm came about five minutes after I started teasing her. It wasn't a big orgasm but it didn't need to be. After all I was just getting started. 

Susan had never admitted to me that she enjoys oral sex, either giving or receiving, but I know that she did just by her reactions to both. As I kissed my way down over her stomach and across her thick lush bush of dark hair I could feel her body stiffen in anticipation. I ran my nose through her hair enjoying her scent. I just love that smell. Susan always washes her pubic area with shampoo instead of soap and then uses conditioner afterward. Then before she puts her panties on she puts just a tiny drop of cologne on her finger and rubs it in her pubic hair. Those smells mixed with the natural scent of her body always make 

me hot. 

I moved myself down to the end of the bed and got between Susan's legs. Then I leaned down till my mouth was only an inch from her mound. The seam in her vulva was now slightly open, displaying the moisture that her orgasm had generated. I gently blew down the length of the ever-widening seam. Then I gently ran my tongue over her vulva from bottom to top and back down. The second time I did this I used more pressure and my tongue split the lips apart and was now sampling the wonderful juices of Susan's excitement. As my tongue penetrated deeper her juices ran down my tongue some going into my mouth and the rest running down my chin. The taste of her pussy made me want to make her cum again so I stuck a finger in her pussy while I sucked and licked 

her clitoris. It didn't take long for her to begin another orgasm and I continued to eat her throughout her climax. When she recovered from her orgasm I moved up her body and pushed my extremely hard cock inside her. As I penetrated her she gave a little sigh indicating that it felt good and I began pumping my cock into her slowly at first but changing speeds often until I finally reached my climax and shot a load of hot semen as far up inside her as I could. When my cock had softened and slipped out of Susan I rolled over on my back and we both drifted off to sleep. 

It wasn't till we received an invitation to another cocktail party that Susan said anything more about Vicki. "I hope Vicki isn't going to be there. If she is there, do me a favor and avoid her. It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust her." 

"I'll avoid her. Like I told you before I have no interest in her so if avoiding her at the party will make you happy I'll do it." 

"Thanks." 

When we arrived at the party on Saturday evening I took a quick look around and didn't see Vicki. I was relieved. It would be much easier to enjoy myself if I didn't have to constantly worry about where Vicki was. 

We had been at the party about two hours and I was chatting with some guys about golfing and Susan was with the group of women she always hung out with at these parties when Vicki appeared and was walking in my direction. When I saw her I starting trying to figure out how I could get away from her without looking like I was trying to get away from her. Before I could move I saw that Susan had sprung into action. Susan was headed toward Vicki and caught her before Vicki could get to where I was standing. I couldn't hear what Susan was saying to Vicki but they spoke for a minute then the two of them went into the dinning room. When I peeked into the dinning room Susan and Vicki were sitting 

at the table talking. There was no one else in the room. I decided it best to stay away from them. I couldn't imagine what Susan could be saying to Vicki. I just hoped that Susan wasn't making a fool of herself and that the conversation didn't erupt into a loud argument. Discretion being the better part of valor I retreated back to my friends and the conversation about golf. 

Susan and Vicki spent the rest of the party talking to each other and when the conversation finally ended Vicki wander off to the bar for a drink and Susan came over and asked if I was ready to go home. 

As we drove home I waited for Susan to mention the conversation with Vicki but she didn't bring it up. She didn't seem angry but there was something unsettling about Susan's calm demeanor. 

When we got home I fixed us both a drink and we sat down on the sofa and I asked, "What did you and Vicki talk about for so long?" 

"I just wanted to get to know her a little and see if I could get her to tell me what her intentions are and see if I could convince her that you are out of play." 

I said, "Wow! Did you make any progress?" 

"No, but I understand things a little better now." 

"You mean she told you that she is interested in me?" 

"Not in so many words. She basically told me the story of her life, sort of. " 

"Well, What'd she say?" 

Susan asked "Are you sure you want to hear this?" 

I said, "Yes I do." 

"Okay. Vicki told me that she got married while she was still in college. She quit school so that she could work while her husband finished his undergraduate work then he went on to get his masters. Vicki said that she was very much in love with her husband and was absolutely crushed when she found out that he was cheating on her and had been since shortly after they got married. After she found out about his activities he promised her that he wouldn't do it again but 

within a year he was screwing his secretary on their lunch breaks so Vicki divorced him. Vicki said after that she went back to school and finished her degree. During that time she had no interest in dating and the guys at school were too young for her anyway, but she didn't want to give up sex. She said that from experience she found out that the best way to have good sex and not have to get into the dating or relationship scene was to have affairs with married men. The men for the most part were good lovers, they were discreet and you never had to see them again. Vicki said that thanks to her ex-husband she doesn't 

trust men enough to enter into a long term relationship with anyone so she made a lifestyle decision to pursue married men for her sexual needs." 

I said, "But she never said that she was interested in me?" 

"No, but she said that she didn't worry about the wives of the men she screwed. She said she figured these guys were going to cheat on their wives anyway so it might just as well be with her. It wasn't what she said but the way she looked at me when she said it that made me know that she wants to have sex with you." 

I looked Susan in the eyes and said, "Listen to me. I have never cheated on you and I never will. I am not sexually attracted to any one but you. I will not have sex with Vicki, period." 

Susan gave me her special smile and said, "I hear you but the decision may not be yours." Then before I could ask what she meant by that Susan kissed me and asked "Are you going to sit here all night or are you going to come upstairs and make love to me." 

Over the next couple of months Susan didn't say anything about Vicki or her concerns. Whenever we ran into Vicki at parties or anywhere else Susan would politely acknowledge her with a nod or a hello but she didn't enter into any conversations with her. At these times Susan would always stay by my side. I tried to talk to her about it. I said, "You know the way you cling to me at parties is ruining them for both of us. If you can't get over this fear of Vicki maybe we should stop going to places we know we will run into Vicki" but she didn't want to 

discuss it. 

Then one Saturday night in early June, after Susan and I had gone out for dinner and dancing and had gone to bed to make love, Susan stunned me by announcing that she had made an important decision. I was laying with my head on her chest teasing her nipples with my tongue when she said, "You know this whole Vicki thing has been driving me crazy. I keep worrying about the time when she finally gets you alone somewhere and wears down your resistance and seduces you." 

I tried to interrupt her but she just put her fingers over my mouth and continued, "The other day I finally realized that there isn't anything I can do to keep this from happening. I trust you but I don't know if you have the will power to resist her. I can't go on and let this worry ruin our marriage and in my present state of mind, if she wins and you have an affair with her it would destroy our marriage and me. So I have come up with a solution to the problem." 

I thought to myself 'Oh shit, she is going to ask me to quit my job and move someplace else. I was beginning to get angry with her. She didn't trust my self-control. I am the guy who quit a two pack a day smoking habit. Got my drinking under control to the point where I haven't been intoxicated since college and I am the one who made myself lose sixty-five pounds and maintain a weight of 170 pounds for the last eight years. I think I have the will power to resist the temptation to have sex with Vicki knowing what's at risk. 

Then Susan hit me with the shock of my life. "I have decided that rather than worry about when Vicki might make her conquest I am giving you my permission to have a sexual encounter with her." 

I couldn't believe what she had just said to me; "What?" 

Susan repeated herself then said, "There are conditions on my offer. First, you have to tell me when it happens, preferable before it happens. Second, If and when this happens you must be prepared for the consequences." 

"Consequences?" I asked. 

Susan said, "Yes, Consequences. You can't expect me to just let you have sex with her and say that's okay. I love you and I am doing this to save my marriage as well as my sanity. I am not doing this because I want you to fuck that woman. I just don't want to worry about this anymore. If you find yourself in a situation with Vicki that you can't resist I want you to be able to tell me about it without worrying that it will destroy our marriage." 

Although I was shocked by her offer I wasn't excited by it because I still wasn't interested in having sex with Vicki, but I guess that wasn't enough assurance for Susan. But even though I had no intention of bedding Vicki I was still curious, so I asked Susan "Just as a point of interest, what consequences do you have in mind?" 

"I haven't really though of that yet and even if I had I wouldn't tell you until it became necessary for you to know and that would be after any tryst you have with that woman. That's all I will say about the subject for now. From now on whatever happens, happens." 

I was about to start a speech about my will power and my ability to remain faithful to her but I could tell by the look on her face that the discussion was over. 


Truth or Consequences Ch. 01



While I was still thinking about what Susan had just told me she took my head between her hands and guided my mouth to her nipple. As I started to suck on her nipple I was surprise to find that she was already very aroused. I would have thought that our conversation would have dampened her sexual enthusiasm but it actually seemed to have heightened it. We had great sex that night. 

After that night Susan didn't mention our conversation or Vicki again, but Susan's behavior change immediately after that night. In the two or three months following that Saturday night conversation we must have attended at least six parties. Vicki was at all of these parties and it didn't seem to bother Susan at all, even when Vicki would spend an hour talking to me. Slowly it occurred to me that Susan just planted the idea of an unknown consequence in my head to make me uncomfortable when I was around Vicki and it was working. 

In late September I got assigned to work at a business conference in Chicago. We tried to arrange for Susan to get time off work so she could go with me but we couldn't work it out. So off to Chicago I went. On the first day of the conference I reported to my exhibit booth only to find Vicki standing there. She seem to be surprised to see me, which at least meant that she wasn't there because I was there, but she also seemed very happy to see me. The first thing she asked me is "Did your wife come with you?" I knew right then it was going to be a long three and a half days. 

Actually, Vicki was a pleasant surprise. She worked hard all day talking to potential customers and getting information for them. I have often worked these shows and had the other person in the booth wander off and not come back for a few hours but Vicki pulled her weight. I was also relieved that Vicki did not make any attempt to flirt with me at all. She was all business. 

That first night when I got back to my room I knew I had to call Susan but I didn't know what to tell her. If I told her Vicki was there she would worry all week and if I didn't tell her and she found out later I would have a major problem. I would never be able to convince her that all Vicki did was work together. It was difficult but I had to tell Susan. 

When Susan answered the phone she was cheerful and asked how the show was going. I said it was good. Then Susan said, "I hope that this time they sent someone along that would do their share of the work." 

I swallowed hard and said, "I have a good help this year. They sent Vicki to work the booth with me." 

There was a moment of silence then "Well that's good. You always come home complaining about the lazy people they send to help you." After that Susan just chatted about her day at work and I told her about some of the people that she had met before that were at this show. Then just before we ended the call Susan said, "Remember, you have to tell me if anything happens, before it happens if at all possible." 

I was surprised by that statement and couldn't think of what to say so I just said, "I love you." 

Susan replied, "I know you do and I love you too." 

After the second day of the conference as I returned to the hotel after having gone out for a quick dinner I spotted Vicki in one of those fancy boutiques you find in four star hotels. The name on the window was Bouvard's of Paris. I thought about going in to say hello then decided it would be better to just go back to my room. On the third day on the conference as Vicki and I were getting ready to close up the booth for the night Vicki asked me if I would have dinner with her at the hotel that night. On one hand I knew that this could be a problem but on the other hand I felt that there was nothing wrong with two people working together out of town, having dinner together. So I agreed to have dinner with Vicki.

I went up to my room, changed my clothes and then called Vicki's room to tell her I would meet her in the hotel lobby. She said, "I am not quite ready to go yet. Why don't you come to my room and we can have a drink from the mini bar while I finish getting ready" 

I don't know why but I agreed. 

I knocked on the door and Vicki let me in. Once inside I noticed that Vicki wasn't dressed yet. I don't mean that she was naked; she was wearing a bathrobe. She apologized for not being ready. She said that she was checking her e-mail and lost track of the time. Vicki asked me to fix us each a drink while she dressed and then asked if I would like to use her computer to check my e-mail as it was still on. I made the drinks then sat at the computer to check my mail. 

As I waited for my e-mail to come up I looked up and noticed that through a coincidence of the positioning I could see Vicki in the bathroom. Vicki's room, like mine, had a closet in the hall just inside the room. This closet had two sliding doors covered with mirrors. Just to the right of the closet was a little alcove, which contained another closet with mirrored doors, and opposite that closet was a sink with a mirror above the sink. Between the sink and the closet was another door with a full-length mirror, which opened into the bathroom. As I said the bathroom door opened into the bathroom so that the opened door was on your left and the sink in the bathroom was on your right. It was because of where I was sitting and the way all of the mirrors lined up that I was able to see Vicki, still in her bathrobe, brushing her hair. 

I felt a little funny about staring at her and was about to look away when Vicki took off her bathrobe. Now I could see her nude body from the waist up. I tried to look away but the sight of her standing there with her beautiful breast exposed was too much for me. As I continued to watch her, Vicki put make-up on and then turned toward the door. As soon as I saw her turning toward the door I looked down at the computer screen just in case she could see me in the mirror. When I looked up again I could still see Vicki's reflection in the mirror only now I could see almost her whole body. I sat and watched as she put on a sexy black bra and matching panties. The bra was sheer and presented her breasts very nicely. The panties were also very sheer and I could see the shadow of her red pubic hair through the thin material. I know it was red because I got a good look at it before she pulled her panties up. Next Vicki put on a pair of black thigh high stockings. The effect of her bar, panties and stockings was immediate. I began to 

worry that I wouldn't be able to hide my erection from Vicki. Vicki stood in front of the mirror checking adjusting her stockings turning to see them from ever angle. Once Vicki had the stockings positioned to her satisfaction she put on a black skirt and a black satin blouse. With the blouse buttoned all the way up to her neck her outfit wasn't what I would call sexy but it looked very attractive on her. 

As Vicki came into the room I pretended to be busy shutting down Vicki's laptop. When I looked up Vicki apologized for taking so long. 

All during dinner I felt this strong attraction toward Vicki. She showed no interest in me other than someone to have dinner and talk with about business. As Vicki talked I just looked at her and thought about the sexy underwear I had seen her put on. I was having trouble concentrating on what she was saying to me and I had a perpetual hard on all through dinner. 

After dinner, although I knew I should just go back to my room and call Susan, I heard myself ask Vicki "Would you like to go to the lounge and have a couple of drinks and listen to some music?" Then I thought to myself 'Boy that was stupid.' But then Vicki got me off the hook. 

Vicki replied, "I really need to go back to my room and check my phone messages. A proposal I work on all last week went to the customer on Monday and we are supposed to get the customer's answer today. The team leader is going to leave me a voice mail as soon as he finds out what the customer decided. I'm sorry" 

I said, "That's okay. I understand how important that call is to you." I actually felt relieved. Now I could just go back to my room. 

Then Vicki said, "Why don't you come up to the room and have a drink with me while I call in to check my voice mail then if I get good news we can go down to the lounge to celebrate and if it's bad news, well I don't know what I'll do." 

Well, without hesitation I said, "Fine with me." 

When we got back to Vicki's room I got a small bottle of wine out of the mini bar while she made her call. As she listened to her messages I watched her face for a reaction, good news or bad. I couldn't tell. When she got off the phone she came over to me and took the glass of wine I offered her and tapped it against my glass and said, "We got the contract" and a big smile spread across her face. I set my glass down and took her hand to congratulate her but instead of shaking my hand Vicki hugged me then pulled back and look at me and said, "This is just 

so great. I worked so hard on that account and to finally have it come through." She started to say something else but just hugged me again. 

I am not sure just how or when it happened but suddenly we were kissing. I remember thinking 'I should stop this right now' but then the mental picture of Vicki standing in her bra and panties flashed into my head and I lost any chance of getting myself under control. As the passion of our kisses increased we dropped down onto the bed. I could hear myself saying 'You have to stop this you fool' but instead of stopping I started unbuttoning Vicki's blouse. Once I had her sexy bra exposed there was no turning back. I no longer cared about the consequences of my actions. I opened the snap in the front of her bra and began kissing and sucking on Vicki's breasts. As I did I heard her say, "I can't believe this is happening. I have wanted you to make love to me ever since I first met you but I never thought that you would make it happen." 

After spending several minutes just making love to Vicki's breasts I kissed my way down over her belly and down to the elastic at the top of her panties. I slowly pushed her panties down following them with kisses until her soft red hair was exposed. I rubbed my face in her hair enjoying her scent, and then I pulled her panties the rest of the way off and held them up to my face to smell them. As I held them up I noticed the label inside her panties. The label said, "Bouvard's of 

Paris." I remember thinking it strange that Vicki would wear expensive lingerie just to go out to dinner but I didn't waste much time thinking about it, after all there was a beautiful vagina waiting for my attention. I separated the halves of her vulva with my tongue and began sucking and licking Vicki's pussy until she climaxed. 

As her orgasm subsided I climbed up on the bed next to Vicki. I said, "My turn" and I lay back on the bed and put my arms under my head. Vicki moved around till she had her head over my crotch then she pulled my jockey shorts off. She gently took my engorged member in her hand and began licking the head like it was an ice cream cone. As she ran her tongue down the sides of my cock she began taking more and more of it into her mouth. Soon she had most of me in her mouth and I could feel myself moving toward orgasm. I whispered to Vicki that I was nearly ready to cum and she began taking me deeper into her mouth and stroking my cock with her hand each time she pulled her mouth from my cock. As the first pulses of my climax started, Vicki took my cock deep into her 

mouth and held it there while I pumped my load into her throat. 

After my orgasm we both lay quietly for a while. Vicki broke the silence first. She reached over and began stroking my limp cock and whispered in my ear "Are you going to fuck me with this thing?" Then she giggled. I was surprised to feel my cock already responding to Vicki's attention. 

We began kissing and caressing and I whispered in her ear "You bet your ass I am going to fuck you." A few minutes later my cock was at full attention again and I rolled on top of Vicki and slipped inside her. I started stroking into her, slowly at first and picking up speed as I sensed her arousal building. When I felt that Vicki was building toward orgasm I started pounding into her harder and faster. When her orgasm hit she wrapped her arms and legs around me so tight it was as though she was trying to pull my whole body into her pussy. As she began to relax after her orgasm I climaxed and pumped my load of hot fluid deep inside her. 

Afterward we didn't say anything for a while then Vicki said, "Thank you."

I said, "It was my pleasure." We didn't say anything more. I got up and dressed, then went back to my room. 

Once back in my room I started to feel guilty. The very thing that Susan said would happen did. The worst part was that I seduced Vicki rather than the other way around. I knew I was going to have to tell Susan what happened but as hard as I tried I couldn't think of what I would say to her. I didn't sleep well that night.



Truth or Consequences Ch. 02



The next day was the last half day of the conference. Vicki and I kept busy talking to visitors to the booth and packing things up to be shipped back to out offices. We didn't talk much to each other and didn't mention what had happened the previous night, which was a relief to me. Once we had everything packed up we shared a cab to the airport. Again we didn't discuss our encounter. 

Luckily we didn't have to sit together on the flight home. That would have been unbearable. I needed time to think about what I would tell Susan and I sure as hell wouldn't be able to do that with Vicki sitting next to me. I didn't see Vicki after the flight. I had all of my things packed in two carry on bags so when I got off the plane I went straight to my car and headed home. 

All during the drive home I tried to think of something I could say to Susan that would make my sexual fling with Vicki seem less terrible. The only thing I succeeded in doing was putting my stomach in a knot. When I pulled into the driveway I still had no idea of what I was going to say to Susan. I briefly flirted with the idea of lying, telling her nothing happened, but I was sure Susan would see right through me. 

As I got out of the car I wondered how long it would be before the subject would come up, how long I could avoid the inevitable. . It turns out it didn't take long at all. As soon as I walked in the door Susan came to greet me and the first words out of her mouth were "Well, did you do it?" 

I almost made the mistake of saying 'Do what?' but I knew what she meant and I knew that any response other than a direct answer to her question would only make my situation worse. I said, "Yes, I did it. I am so sorry. I can't believe I let you down so badly. I don't have any excuses. I don't know how but I will make it up to you." 

Susan said "That bitch. That fucking slut. I knew she couldn't leave you alone. I'm not angry with you. I am disappointed but I was pretty sure this was going to happen. That tramp had her mind made up that she was going to get you into bed and she did." 


I said, "I know you're upset but I have to tell you that Vicki didn't seduce me. I was the one who caused this. I seduced her." 

Susan looked at me for a few seconds then said "No. She did it. I want you to tell me everything that happened. I want to know everything that happened leading up to you ending up in bed with her." 

"I don't see how that will help anything." 

"It'll help me. Now just start talking and don't leave anything out." 

I was extremely uncomfortable talking to Susan about this but I guessed that she knew that and this was part of my punishment. I decided the best thing to do was give Susan what she wanted so I started detailing everything that happened the previous night. I started with Vicki asking me to have dinner with her and that when I called her she wasn't ready and how when I got to her room she was in her bathrobe so I used her computer to check my e-mail messages and how, because of the coincidence of positioning of my chair and the mirrored doors in the room I saw Vicki getting dressed. Susan stopped me here and asked, "Why wasn't Vicki dressed when you got to her room?" 

I said "She was working on her computer and had finished later than she expected and I got to her room before she could finish dressing." 

Susan just nodded and said "Continue." 

I told Susan about how I saw Vicki put on her sexy panties and bra along with the thigh high stockings. I said that Vicki put on a black skirt and blouse and then we went to dinner. I said that we only talked about business during dinner. I said that the problem was that I couldn't stop thinking about seeing Vicki in that sexy underwear. I said that after dinner I had invited Vicki to go to the lounge for a drink and she said she had to go back to her room to find out about the contract she was waiting to hear about. I said that I went back to Vicki's room 

with her with the idea that if she got good news about the contract we would go back down to the lounge to celebrate and if the news was bad I would just go back to my room. I said that Vicki got good news about the contract and was so happy that she hugged me and that I became aroused as I hugged her back and thought about what was separated my hands by only a think layer of material. I took advantage of her excitement and kissed her and things just progressed from there. 

Susan stopped me here and said she didn't need a description of the sexual encounter. Then she said, "You really are naive. You really don't think that Vicki seduced you?" 

I said "No. Vicki didn't show even the slightest interest in me all evening. It's just that she got carried away with her excitement over the good news about her contract and it was me who instigated what happened next." 

Susan gave a little smile and said "Let me set you straight. First, she gets you to come to her room instead of meeting you in the hotel lobby then she isn't dressed when you arrive. Who suggested that you use her computer to check your e-mail?" 

I said, "She did. She said it was still on so I should check my mail then shut it down for her." 

"She wanted you in that chair so that you could see the show she was about to put on for you. The fact that you could see her in the bathroom as she dressed was no accident. Why else would she have left the bathroom door open while she was undressed? She knew exactly what you were going to see. If she was only planning to go to dinner with you why would she wear a bra and panty set from Bouvard's of Paris. Doesn't that strike you as a little unusual?" 

"I did think it odd at the time but I didn't connect it with any ulterior motive." 

Susan continued, "The fact that she talked business all evening was designed to bore you a little so your mind would wander and you would think about what you had seen in her room. What time was it when you went out to dinner?" 

I said, "It was about eight o'clock." 

"Don't you think its odd that Vicki didn't already know about the results of her contract by eight o'clock? And that she didn't mention something that important to her until you suggested going out for a drink? I think she already knew about the results of the contract before you went to dinner that is if there ever was a contract, and the celebration in her room was designed to cause exactly what 

happened." 

I was stunned. It all made sense but could Vicki be that devious. I had a hard time accepting that, I guess partly because it meant that I was pretty gullible. There was something else bothering me. . Something Susan had said triggered something in my subconscious but I couldn't think of exactly what it was. 

Suddenly my attention was drawn back to Susan as I heard her say, "Now do you understand? 

I decided that the best thing for me at that point was to agree with her. 

After that Susan took me by the hand and lead me to the bedroom. When we

go there she said "I guess I will have to make love to you now to put Vicki out of your mind." 

That night Susan outdid herself. I don't know if she was exceptionally horny for some reason or if, as she said, she wanted to get Vicki out of my mind. 

It took a week or two before I started to feel comfortable that Susan wasn't harboring any resentment toward me. She didn't mention anything about my fling with Vicki. I began to wonder if Susan was ever going to bring up the subject of consequences again. It was almost three months after my sexual misconduct with Vicki that I found out what the consequence of my roll in the hey with Vicki would be. 

It was the last Friday in October when Susan called me at work and said that she was bringing a guest home for dinner. I asked who and she said, "His name is Dave Meyer. He has been here on temporary assignment for the last three months working on a project with me. He's going home Saturday so I decided to have him over for dinner to say good bye and to thank him for his help." 

I had no reason to object so I said I would pick up some wine on the way home. 

Susan was already home, busy preparing dinner, when I got there. Dave Meyer arrived about twenty minutes later. Dave was tall lean man about three years younger than me. He had sandy hair and the look of someone who spent a lot of time outdoors. As Susan hustled around the kitchen getting her casserole into the oven I entertained Dave. We hit it off right away. We had common interests in sports and spent a lot of time talking about college basketball. 

Dave also told me about his family. He said this is the first time he has spent more than a day away from his wife since they got married and he couldn't wait to be back home to stay on Saturday. As Dave and I were starting our second beer Susan came in and said that she was going upstairs to change. Then she turned to me and said, "Can you come upstairs a minute?" 

I looked at Dave and shrugged my shoulders. I said, "I guess I must have done something wrong" then I laughed. 

When I got upstairs Susan was in her closet getting something to wear. When she came out she came over to me and said "You have to go to your office for a couple of hours after dinner tonight." 

I asked, "What are you talking about? Did someone call me? I am not working on anything that would require me to go into the office tonight." 

Susan said, "If you don't have to go to the office you can go out to a bar and watch a ball game. It doesn't matter where you go as long as you go." 

Stupid me asked, "Why are you trying to get rid of me?" 

"Because I am going to seduce Dave tonight." 

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. "You are going to do what?" 

"I am going to have sex with Dave tonight. This is the payback for the night you spent with Vicki." 

I was speechless. I sat down on the bed as Susan went into the bathroom to dress. I don't know how long she was gone but I was still sitting on the bed when she came back into the room. Susan was wearing a black skirt and black blouse, which buttoned all the way down the front. I wasn't sure if I had never seen this outfit on her before but I couldn't manage to put the words together to ask about the dress. Finally I managed to ask "How long have you been planning this with 

Dave?" 

Susan said, "Oh Dave has no idea what I have planned for him. Actually I guess this started the night you had sex with Vicki. Now, you can stop me from doing this if you want, but if you do I will leave you. Do you understand?" 

I just nodded my head. 

Susan said, "I just have to feel that the score between us is even. Can you handle this?" 

I finally got my voice back and said, "I don't know if I can handle this but I'll try. I don't want to lose you. I will try." 

Susan kissed me and said that she still loved me but she just had to do this. Then she turned and headed for the stairs. As she walked away I though there was something familiar about her outfit after all, but I couldn't think why. It amazed me that I could think about the she was dressed after the bombshell she just dropped on me. 

When I felt that I had got myself together enough I headed back downstairs. When I walked into the living room Susan and Dave were talking about work. While they talked I slipped into the kitchen and got a shot of bourbon and drank it quickly then went back to the living room and quickly finished the beer I had been drinking. That seem to take the edge off a little and I was able to cope somewhat with the situation I found myself in. The three of us made small talk until the timer on the oven went off. 

All through dinner I tried to act like nothing was wrong but I kept seeing images of Dave and Susan in bed. It was difficult for me to stay in control. 

When we had finished eating Susan went to get coffee. When she came back from the kitchen she said to me "Don't you have to call you office?" 

I almost said no, but instead I said, "Yes. I better call them now." 

I went into the kitchen hopping that Susan would follow me in and tell me she changed her mind. She didn't. I waited about five minutes and went back into the dinning room and said, "I'm sorry but I am going to have to go into the office tonight to take care of some problems that have come up." 

Susan gave me a look of approval and Dave actually looked disappointed. Dave said, "That's to bad. I was hopping we could talk a little more about college hoops." 

I went upstairs to get my car keys and wallet and stood looking at myself in the mirror for a minute. I felt like crying. I whispered, "This is all your fault." Then I took a deep breath and went downstairs. Susan walked me to the garage door. She kissed me and whispered "Come home around eleven o'clock." 

I backed the car out of the driveway and headed away from the house. I went only about a half block and turned the corner and pulled to the curb. I sat in the car trying to decide what I should do. Go back home and stop Susan from having sex with Dave and risk having her leaving me. Go sit in a bar and get drunk and chance that I would go home latter and say or do something that would damage our marriage or just go somewhere where I could be alone for the next three hours. As I sat in the car I began to wonder what Susan and Dave were doing and how Susan was going to get Dave to cheat on the wife he had waiting for him and he seemed so devoted too. Without really making a decision to do anything I got out of the car and started walking back to my house. 

When I got to the house I went around to the back yard and started peeking in the windows. I looked in through the living room windows and saw Susan and Dave getting up from the dinning room table. They carried the dishes into the kitchen and Dave helped Susan load the dishwasher and clean the kitchen. When they finished in the kitchen Susan lead Dave into the living room where she sat him down in a chair directly in front of the window I was looking through. Susan then sat on the sofa facing Dave. The window was open a little but I could only here a word or two here and there during their conversation. Not enough to know what they were talking about. 

After several minutes of just talking Susan got up and went into the kitchen and disappeared from sight momentarily. When she returned she was carrying two glasses of wine. She handed one to Dave then she put hers on the coffee table in front of the sofa and said something to Dave and walked to the bathroom in the hallway that leads from the living room to the front of the house. She went in and closed the door. I looked over Dave's shoulder to see what he was doing and saw that he had picked up my copy of Sports Illustrated and was looking at an 

article about basketball. As I continued to look over Dave's shoulder I heard Susan's voice. I looked up and saw Susan standing in the bathroom fixing her hair. That struck me as odd because you can't see into the bathroom from the living room. At that point I realized I was seeing Susan's reflection in the antique wardrobe mirror we had in the front hall. At about the same time I remembered that that mirror normally is turned the other way I heard Susan's voice again. She was saying "Dave, Why don't you put on some music?" 

When Dave looked in the direction of Susan's voice he saw the same thing I was now seeing. Susan had pulled her skirt up over her hips and was adjusting a pair of black, very sheer panties and the tops of her black thigh high stockings. When Susan turned to get a look at the back of her panties I could see, and I am sure Dave could see, the dark shadow of Susan's pubic hair through her panties. As she continued adjusting herself she said to Dave "There are a lot of CDs under the player. Do you see anything you like?" 

Dave replied, "Yes. I see something I like." Dave didn't move until Susan let her dress drop, covering her herself again. When she did this Dave quickly got up and went to the CD player and started looking through my CDs. 

I noticed that as Susan came back into the room Dave kept his back to her. From my view I could see he had an obvious erection. Dave quickly selected a CD and put it on. It wasn't playing loud enough for me to identify the artist. It must have been something slow because Dave went over to Susan and asked her to dance. They danced slowly together for a while then went back and sat together on the sofa. I could tell that Dave was having trouble making up his mind about what he should do. After sitting for a while they got up to dance again. As they danced 

Dave leaned close to Susan and lightly kissed her on the lips. I thought to myself 'Shit! Now it starts.' 

Susan didn't appear to kiss him back but she didn't pull away either. So Dave tried again. This time Susan responded. As the kissing became more passionate they stopped dancing and just stood in the middle of the room kissing. Finally they stopped and Dave led Susan back to the sofa. Dave sat down next to her kissed her again. As they kissed, Dave began moving his right hand down to Susan's breasts. When he did this Susan stopped him. And pulled back. She didn't say anything she just looked at Dave for a moment. Dave pressed forward and began kissing Susan again. When he moved his hand to her breasts again Susan didn't stop him. As I watched them I remembered my first attempt to make love to Susan. She wouldn't let me get inside her blouse that night. It took several more attempts; each time she let me get a little farther. 

To my surprise I found myself aroused watching Dave trying to seduce Susan, not realizing that she was really seducing him. Dave was kissing Susan's neck and she had her head back and her eyes closed when he started unbuttoning her blouse. Under her blouse Susan had on a sheer black bra. I could clearly see her hardened nipples from outside the living room window. I couldn't believe how turned on I was getting as I watched Dave open the clasp on the front of Susan's bra and release her beautiful breasts. As Dave bent to suck Susan's right nipple into his mouth he started to slip his left hand between her legs. Susan clamped 

her knees together and took Dave's wrist in her hand and removed it from her leg. For a moment I thought that maybe she changed her mind and wasn't going to go through with her plan. I didn't understand why but I felt disappointed. 

Dave made another attempt to get his hand between Susan's legs and again she stopped him. I thought that it was all over but Dave kissed Susan deeply then began sucking on her breasts again. This time when he put his hand on Susan's thigh, she spread her legs a little and he moved his hand all the way up under her dress. Watching this I almost felt the same thrill I had the first time I got my hand in her panties. In a few seconds I saw Susan lift her hips slightly, indicating to me that Dave must have slipped a finger inside her pussy. 

After allowing Dave to finger her for a few minutes, Susan pulled his hand away and stood up. She took Dave by the hand and led him toward the stairs. As they disappeared from my sight I went around the house to the side door into the garage and went in. I crept up the staircase that goes to the room above the garage. Form there I was able to sneak into the upstairs hallway. I was afraid that I might be heard as I came down the hall but I needn't have worried. Susan had switched on the stereo speakers in the bedroom and the music from the CD player was enough to cover up the sounds I made sneaking down the hall. 

Luckily Susan had only partially closed the bedroom doors, which gave me a clear view of the two of them in the bedroom. They were standing and embracing each other while moving to the music. Dave began kissing Susan as he slipped her blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then Dave reached behind Susan and unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. This left Susan in her standing in her panties, stockings and her opened bra. Dave removed the bra and dropped that on top of her other clothes. Then I watched jealously as Dave 




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began to squeeze and suck on the breasts that I love so much. Susan said something and Dave stopped sucking and began removing his clothes when he removed his shorts his cock sprang to attention. He looked to be slightly larger than me (not enough to be important). Once he had kicked his pants and short out of the way he kissed Susan. As they were kissing Susan reached between them and began stroking Dave's cock. 

This went on for a while with Dave kissing Susan on the mouth then moving down to her breasts while she continued to stroke his cock. A short time later Susan dropped to her knees and sucked the head of Dave's cock into her mouth. I found it very difficult not to run into the room and stop them. But I also sensed a part of me that was enjoying watching my wife sucking another man's cock. 

Judging from how aroused Dave had been from just seeing Susan's panties and the fact that he had been away from home for three months I guessed that he would not be able to hold off his climax for very long. When he proved me right buy blowing his load in Susan's mouth within a minute of my thinking he wouldn't last long, I felt satisfied for some reason. Susan kept working his cock until he was empty. When his limp cock slipped from between her lips, Susan got up and went into the bathroom. While she was gone, Dave lay down on our bed. After a couple of minutes Susan came back into the room with a damp washcloth. She 

went around to where he was laying and used the washcloth to gently clean his cock. 

Next Susan put the washcloth back in the bathroom and then climbed on the bed next to Dave. Susan was laying on her back with her legs together. From where I was I was looking straight at her panty covered pussy form only twelve feet way. Dave rolled toward Susan and began kissing her on the mouth and then moved down to her breasts again. I watched as Dave slid his hand down over Susan's belly and slipped his fingers inside her panties. As Dave pushed his fingers down over her pussy, Susan parted her legs to give him better access. I could just 

about make out Dave's fingers through the sheer material of her panties as Dave pushed his finger inside her pussy. As he fingered her Susan began to buck her hips to get deeper penetration. 

Dave removed his hand from her panties then got up on his knees next to Susan. He pulled her panties down and off and dropped them on the floor. Then he leaned over and put his head between Susan's thighs and began loving Susan's pussy orally. I couldn't see anything but the back of Dave's head but I could tell by the sounds Susan was making and the look on her face that she was enjoying this very much. As Dave continued to orally pleasure Susan's vagina, she started playing with his quickly recovering cock. Suddenly I heard Susan cry out in orgasm. This orgasm seemed to last longer than usual. When it was over Dave 

rolled over on his back and Susan got on top of him with her back to me. She straddled his hips then reached between them, took his cock in her hand and guided it to the open lips of her pussy. I watched, almost dizzy from the wide array of emotions I was dealing with, as Dave's cock slowly disappeared up inside my lovely wife. When she had him all the way in, Susan began moving up and down on his shaft. She bounced up and down on his cock until she had her second orgasm, them she collapsed on his chest. She rested there for a minute then Dave helped her off of him. He positioned her on her hands and knees sideways across the bed. Then he got behind her and pushed his cock inside her again. 

I could clearly see as he drove his cock in and out of Susan's creamy hole. I watched as Dave stiffened up as his climax began and he shot his load inside the pussy that had seen no other man's cum in over nine years. Dave stopped moving for a minute as his orgasm subsided, and then he pulled his cock out of Susan. As his cock came clear of Susan's pussy I could see a strand of the translucent fluid that Dave had just deposited inside my wife hanging from the end of his cock and stretching to the opening of Susan's pussy. Dave took his cock in his hand and moved his cock in circles as he wound that strand of cum around his cock, then he pushed his cock back inside Susan. 

Dave stroked his softening cock into Susan for another minute then they both collapsed on the bed. They lay there for a while then I heard Susan say "You had better get dressed and go now, before Jim gets home. As Dave began dressing I quietly slipped in to the room across the hall to wait. 

Dave was dressed and Susan walked him down stairs. When they got to the bottom of the stairs I slipped down the hall to the room at the end of the hall and down the stairs into the garage. I waited there till I heard Dave's car leave the driveway. As soon as he was gone I went out the side door of the garage and made my way back to my car. 

When I got to the car it was 10:30 PM. Susan had told me when I left to come home at eleven so I sat in the car thinking about what I had witnessed and trying to decide how I felt about it and what I would do about it. I decided to just try and get passed this and put it behind me as quick as possible. With that I started the car and drove back home.



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Susan was upstairs when I came into the house. As I walked through our bedroom I noticed that She had straightened up the room. If I hadn't seen Susan and Dave together I wouldn't have any way of knowing that anything had happened in our bed. 

I found Susan in the bathroom drying her hair. She had just stepped out of the shower. Susan asked, "Are you all right?" 

"I'm not sure right now, but I will be. Did you and Dave enjoy yourselves?" I asked, feeling a knot in my stomach. 

Susan responded, "Well you and I are even now." 

"That's not what I asked." 

"I know. It's just that it really wasn't worth talking about." 

I looked at Susan in disbelief. "Not worth talking about? You just had sex with another man for the first time in over nine years and you say it's not worth talking about?" 

Susan said, "Well the sex wasn't that good. I accomplished what I needed to accomplish, I put us on an even basis again so we can put Vicki behind us." 

"You've got to tell me more than that. You made me tell you all about my night with Vicki. So, tell me, how did you seduce him and what did he do?" I didn't know why but I wanted to hear Susan describe the events of the evening. 

"Actually I didn't have to seduce him. Dave started coming on to me as soon as you walked out the door." 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Why was she lying about what happened? It's not like she is trying to cover up that fact that she fucked Dave. "What do you mean he came on to you?" 

"Just that. After you left I started clearing the dishes from the dinning room and Dave went in and put some CDs in the player. All slow dance music. Then he dragged me into the living room and said he wanted to dance. Within minutes his hands were all over me. I almost asked him to leave but then I remembered why I invited him over in the first place." 

So far she hadn't told a word of truth. I wondered if I should tell her I saw everything or let her continue her story. I decided to let her continue to see where her story would take her. "He wasn't to rough with you was he?" 

"No, he didn't hurt me or anything. I guess when he started kissing me and I didn't resist he figured he was home free. He moved me over to the sofa then he got undressed. He wanted me to give him oral sex but I told him I only do that for my husband so he reached under my skirt and pulled my pantyhose off and then did the same with my panties. He pushed me down on the sofa and without any foreplay to get me wet he pushed himself inside of me. He wasn't very big so it didn't hurt but it definitely didn't thrill me either. Anyway it only took him about ten minutes to climax. Then he got dressed, turned on the television to watch a basketball game and asked me to get him a beer." 

All I could say to all that was "Really?" 

"Yeah. I feel sorry for his wife." 

I said, "I know what you mean." But I really hand no idea what she meant. The only reason I could think of that she would be lying about this was to make me feel better about it? That's what I chose to believe. But why did she say she was wearing pantyhose when she wasn't? Why say they did it on the sofa instead of the bedroom? I decided to file the story away. Maybe some day in the future I can spring this on her and find out what this was all about. 

Susan came over to me and put her arms around my neck and asked, "Are you angry with me for doing this?"

I said, "I'm hurt but not angry. I wish this didn't happen but I know it was my own fault so I will just have to live with it." 

Susan pulled my face to hers and kissed me. It's funny that I didn't realize how horny I was. That one kiss set me on fire. I carried Susan to our bed and quickly stripped out of my clothes. I don't know what got into me but I kissed my way down over Susan's breasts, then dropped to my knees and pushed my face into her bush. I knew immediately that although Susan had showered she hadn't washed out her pussy after her tumble with Dave. I noticed the slight scent of semen as my face got close to her open lips. It didn't stop me or even slow me down. I ran my tongue over Susan's slippery slit then slipped it inside her. Susan began building toward orgasm almost as soon as my tongue came in contact with her clitoris. She made deep moaning sounds as I drank in juices. Susan didn't take long reaching orgasm, and it was a big one. As soon as her orgasm was over, I got on top of Susan and pushed my cock inside her messy hole. Once fully inside Susan, I began to feel a sensation I had never felt before. Susan had been wet before but never like this. The other thing I noticed was the heat. It felt like I was pushing my cock through hot cream. The fact that it was Dave's cum in her pussy that was giving me this pleasure didn't bother me a bit. I felt the tension starting to build within me and just gave myself up to the sensations I was feeling. I was soon rewarded with a very strong climax. As my orgasm approached I kept thinking that I wasn't going to stop pumping Susan's dripping hole until I had at least two orgasms. Of course, as soon as my orgasm passed so did I. I rolled over onto my back and was asleep within minutes. 

That night my sleep was restless, filled with strange dreams. In one dream Susan was standing in front of me dressed in black bra and panties and thigh high stockings. She kissed me and said that she would be with me in a few minutes but first she had to do something. I watched as she went into a room to the right. I followed her to the door only to see her on her knees sucking on a big cock. 

She turned and looked at me and smiled at me with the cock still in her mouth. Then she winked and turned her attention back to the cock in her mouth. In another dream Susan called to me to join her in bed. I looked all over the house but couldn't find her. I kept hearing her calling to me. Finally I found her in a room in the attic that I didn't know existed. I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back. When I looked at her body I noticed that Susan now had red pussy hair. Then I realized that it was Vicki in the bed not Susan. I tried to get away from her but I couldn't get my arms or legs to work. I was afraid that Susan was going to catch me in bed with Vicki. Then I woke up. 

I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was already eight o'clock Saturday morning. Susan was up already so I got up and showered. While in the shower I thought about what I would say to Susan when I went down stairs. After a lot of thought I decided not to say anything about the previous night unless Susan brought it up. I was going to keep to myself the fact that I knew what really happened and that I knew the Susan had lied about the whole thing. After the shower I dressed and went downstairs. 

When I walked into the kitchen Susan didn't look at me. She just asked if I wanted some coffee. She poured the coffee and set it in front of me on the table then asked if I wanted her to make me some eggs and beacon for breakfast. Susan must have been feeling a little guilty because she hadn't offered to make breakfast for me for years. I said I would love some breakfast. Susan began talking to me about things she had read in the morning paper and other trivial matters. You couldn't have told that anything was wrong from her voice but the way she avoided eye contact bothered me, but I didn't say anything about it. 

I guess that my not mentioning the previous nights activities made Susan more comfortable and soon things began to get back to normal. 

Susan spent the rest of the morning doing her housework while I worked in the yard, mowing the grass and raking leaves. We sat down together at noon for lunch and Susan told me that she had to go over to Jill's house to work on plans for the Halloween Party they were hosting at the community center the following weekend. 

After clearing away the lunch dishes, Susan headed across the street to Jill's house and I headed off to watch TV. 

As I sat in front of the TV I began thinking about Susan and Dave. I was trying to remember every detail of what had transpired. As I pictured the reflection of Susan standing in the bathroom with her skirt up and her panties showing it occurred to me that she had never dressed in sexy underwear for me. I couldn't remember ever seeing those panties and the matching bra on her before. For that matter I had never seen Susan in thigh high stockings before either. On top of all that I had never seen the skirt or blouse she had been wearing before that night. I wondered if she had gone out and bought those things just for this occasion. I don't know why but that thought made me feel that I had to get a look at those clothes. I went to the laundry room and looked in the laundry hamper expecting to find the bra and panties in there, but they weren't. Next I looked in her dresser drawer where she keeps her lingerie but they weren't in there either. I search through all of her drawers but didn't find anything. I went through her closet but found nothing, not even the skirt and blouse she had worn. This really puzzled me. I went back through the laundry hamper a second time and back through her dresser as well, but found nothing. 

I went back downstairs feeling a little frustrated and disappointed. When I went into the kitchen I saw the broom leaning against the counter near the sink. I picked the broom up and took it to the closet in the hall where Susan keeps it. I put the broom in the closet and as I was closing the door I noticed a shopping bag from one of the stores at the mall on the floor in the corner of the closet. I don't know what made me look inside the bag but I did and I found the panties, the bra, the stockings, the skirt and the blouse all neatly folded in the bag. As I examined the panties I noticed the label. I found the same label in the bra, the stockings, the skirt and the blouse. Bouvard's of Paris. It took me a few minutes for it to register in my brain. Then it hit me. Bouvard's of Paris, which was the store in the hotel in Chicago where I had seen Vicki shopping and I also saw that same label in Vicki's panties. 

This revelation triggered another memory that had left me puzzled at the time but somehow slipped my mind afterward. It didn't make sense to me. I remembered that when I was telling Susan about with happened with Vicki in Chicago I told her about the sexy underwear Vicki was wearing. I was sure at the time that I hadn't mentioned anything about the label I had seen in her panties but Susan later made a comment about Vicki wearing lingerie from Bouvard's of Paris. Although my memories of Chicago weren't crystal clear I felt that the clothing I was looking at looked an awful lot like the clothes Vicki had worn. What the hell did all of this mean? I couldn't put it together. 

I put the bag back in the closet and decided that I would wait till the moment was right and bring them out and make Susan tell all. 

Susan came back home around five o'clock that evening. She didn't feel like cooking so we went out to dinner. When we got home Susan took me up to the bedroom and made slow passionate love to me. When I closed my eyes to go to sleep that night, the bag of clothes in the hall closet was the farthest thing from my mind. 

On Sunday I felt like our lives were back to normal and I wanted them to stay that way, so I didn't mention anything about my discovery in the hall closet. That afternoon as I was sitting down to watch a football game Susan came into the room and said that she had to run out to the mall for a couple of hours. She gave me a kiss and headed for the door. The whole thing was so casual that I almost didn't see that she was carrying the shopping bag from the closet. I didn't know what came over me but I had to see where she was going with that bag. I gave Susan time to get her car out of the garage and drive around the corner before I jumped into my car and went off to follow her. I caught up to her about three blocks from our house and stayed back just far enough that Susan wouldn't notice that she was being followed. 

Susan didn't drive to the mall. I followed her about ten miles across town to a residential area made up of nice town homes. I stayed about a half block behind Susan as she pulled to the curb in front of one of the houses. She got out of her car carrying the shopping bag and went to the door and rang the doorbell. I pulled up a little closer to see who would come to the door. 

I felt like my heart was in my mouth. Was Susan having an affair? Did Dave actually live in town? Was this his house? When the door opened I was stunned. Susan was partially blocking my view. At first all I saw was the red hair but when Susan stepped aside I saw that it was Vicki at the door. I didn't know what to think. I could see that Vicki was smiling at Susan and I got a brief look at Susan's face and she too was smiling. Susan followed Vicki into the house and the door closed behind them leaving me sitting with all sorts of questions banging around inside my other wise empty head. I didn't know whether to go up and knock on the door to see what they were doing, or go home and wait for Susan. In the end I decided to stay where I was. Only a half hour passed before Susan and Vicki appeared at the door again. They seemed to be chatting cheerfully together. Then finally Susan headed back to her car, no longer carrying the shopping bag. 

I followed Susan as she drove away. I wasn't sure yet that she wasn't going to meet someone. After a few minutes it became obvious that Susan was heading home. Luckily I was able to take a different route home and get there before she did. 

On the drive home I started putting the pieces together. I didn't know if I was coming to the correct conclusions or not but things were beginning to make sense. I decided to confront Susan that evening after dinner. 

Susan arrived home about five minutes after me. When she came in the house I was sitting in front of the TV were I was when she had left. I said, "Short trip to the mall." 

Susan said, "I guess I just wasn't in the mood to shop." She came over and kissed me on the forehead and asked what I wanted fore dinner. I answered her even though I was more interested in what I was going to get after dinner. Answers. 

I don't know where the idea came from, but it seemed to me to be just the right touch for the inquisition I had planned for that evening. That idea was to have Susan sitting naked in front of me when I began questioning her about her lies about the sex with Dave and how Vicki fit into all of this. I just thought that Susan would be more self-conscious making it harder for her to lie to me if she was naked. 

After dinner I asked Susan to come into the living room with me. In the living room I began unbuttoning Susan's blouse. She asked what I was doing and I said, "Just go along with me on this please." 

Susan didn't say a word as I slowly stripped her naked. I guess she thought I was planning to make love to her because she actually helped me get her pants off. Once she was naked I sat down in my chair and asked Susan to stand in front of me. She looked puzzled, but she did as I asked. She stepped in front of my chair and stood with a smile on her face, her hands on her hips and her feet about shoulder width apart. She was a beautiful site. 

I looked her up and down enjoying her beauty and then I began. I said, "Susan, some things have come to my attention recently that I need to talk to you about. It is essential that you be truthful with me. That is why I have asked you to stand in front of me in the nude. I think this will make it more difficult for you to lie to me." 

Susan began to protest, "Lie to you? What would I lie to you about?" 

I stopped her by putting my hand up. "I know that you have already lied to me. I want to clear up those lies then deal with some other things that are bothering me. Okay?" 

Susan looked stunned. "Lied to you? About what?" As she spoke her face began to flush. 

Her question sounded less like a denial that she had lied, and more like a request for information about what lie she had been caught in. I said, "Friday night when I came home after Dave had left you told me that you really hadn't seduced him but that he came on to you. Dave wanted you to give him oral sex but you refused and you had intercourse with him on the sofa and he left soon afterward. You also said that the sex was not satisfying for you. Isn't that pretty much what you told me?" 

Susan was looking very uncomfortable now. She tried to blow me off. "I don't know what you are trying to prove here but I am not going to play along with you." Although her voice was firm and full of conviction she didn't move form where she was standing. 

I said, "You most certainly are going to stay right where you are. You will not leave this room until we have settled all of the issues I have. If you chose to leave before that time you can pack a bag and get out." 

That seemed to knock the defiance out of her. I asked again, "Is my account of what you said accurate?" 

Susan's head was down a little now. "Yes, that's what I said." 

"Was that the truth?" 

"What do you mean?" 

I said, "Susan, don't answer my questions with question. That will just make me angry. You know exactly what I meant. Was the story you told me Friday night the truth?" 

"Not exactly." 

"You made the story up?" 

"Yes, I made most of it up." 

"Most of it?" 

Susan was looking down at her feet now. "I made up the whole thing." 

"Why?" 

Susan looked at me and said, "I was afraid the truth of what I did would be to much for you to handle. Can you understand that?" 

"Yes I can understand that, but I want to hear what really happened and I am going to give you another chance to tell me your story. Please don't try to lie because I will know. The best and easiest way to get through all this is to just tell me the truth. Now I want you to start with when I left the house after dinner and tell me in detail everything that happened until I got home. Okay?" 

Susan nodded then began her story "After you left Dave and I sat at the table and had seconds on coffee and desert then I got up and cleared the dishes from the table and Dave helped me clean the kitchen. Afterward I suggested we sit in the living room and have a glass of wine. I guided him to your chair and I excused my self to go to the bathroom. It was at this point that I began my seduction. Earlier in the day I had set up the wardrobe mirror in the hall so that when I was in the downstairs bathroom with the door open Dave would be able to see my reflection from where he was sitting. I went in the bathroom and closed the door and used the pot. When I was done I opened the door then I lifted my skirt up and pretended to be adjusting my stockings and checking myself in the mirror as I called to Dave and asked him to put a CD in the player. My plan was that when I called to him he would look in the direction of my voice and see the reflection in the mirror. I wanted him thinking about what I was wearing under my skirt and blouse rather that anything we might be talking about. I got the idea from what Vicki did to you in Chicago. 

Anyway, it worked. When I turned off the bathroom light I heard Dave quickly get out of the chair and move over to the CD player. I could tell by the way he kept his back to me that he must have become aroused. The thought that I could have caused him to become erect excited me a little... Are you sure you want me to continue this story? It might be painful for you." 

I said, "I'm fine and I want to hear every detail." 

"Okay. Well, then Dave put on some music and asked me to dance. I pressed close too him so he would feel my body heat and could smell the perfume on my neck. It didn't take long for Dave to begin his seduction of me. He started by telling me how beautiful he thought I was then he kissed me. I didn't respond but I didn't object either so he kissed me again. When he pushed his tongue in my mouth I could feel my arousal building. It was at that moment that I knew I was going to let him fuck me." 




Truth or Consequences Ch. 03



When she said that she looked directly into my eyes to see what my reaction would be. I tried to show no outward reaction at all, but up till this point in her story I was only interested in being sure she told me the truth as I already knew it, but now I was getting aroused and I wanted to her Susan tell the story. 

"I can't remember everything clearly now but I know that I made him work to get my blouse open then I made him work to get his hand up my skirt. Once he had his mouth on my breast and his hand in my panties I knew it was time to move upstairs. When we got into the bedroom Dave began undressing me and then he kissed and sucked my breasts. I was enjoying this very much but I stopped him and told him to get undressed. When he dropped his pants his cock was so hard I though it was going to explode. Dave began kissing me again and I could feel his stiff cock between us so I began to gently rub it with my hands. It felt so good in my hands that I just had to get it into my mouth. I dropped down on my knees and began sucking his cock. I never knew I could enjoy sucking another man's cock but I loved it. It excited me when he came in my mouth." 

I began to notice that Susan had gradually stopped telling the story like she was afraid of how I would react and was now obviously enjoying the memory of Friday night. When she said that Dave ejaculated in her mouth her eyes closed and her hand slipped between her legs pressed against her vulva, but only briefly. I also noticed that her nipples seemed to have gotten harder. 

"As he shot off pulse after pulse of his juice in my mouth I struggled to not let any escape from my lips. When I felt that he had finished I let his cock slip out of my mouth. My mouth was full of his juice. As I was sucking on him I was thinking that I would like to swallow his juice when he climaxed but there was so much that I didn't think I could handle it so I went into the bathroom and spit some of it out. The rest I rolled around my mouth with my tongue enjoying its slightly salty and pungent flavor, and then I swallowed it. I didn't want Dave to know what I had been doing so I dampened a wash cloth and took it in to clean Dave's cock." 

I couldn't believe how hard my cock had gotten while listening to my wife tell me about swallowing cum, something she had never done for me. 

After that, I got on the bed with Dave and he made love to me. It was very passionate and I can't remember everything in detail except that when he began licking my pussy I had one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had. Even after the orgasm had stopped pulsing through me I felt so sexually wild that I climbed on top of Dave and sat on his cock. It felt sinful to be fucking him in a way I had never fucked you but at the same time I was loving it." 

To hear Susan describe sex and use the word "fuck" was very unusual. The only time she uses that word is when she is really horny. I noticed that Susan had moved her legs together and seemed to be trying to clamp her thighs together to put pressure on her vulva. I think at that moment she would have loved to have something shoved up her pussy but I was not ready to let her have what she wanted yet. 

"I remember that the whole time he was fucking me I was thinking how much I wanted to feel him shoot his hot juices deep inside me. I was so delirious that Dave had to help me get off him so that he could fuck me from behind. When I felt that he was getting ready to climax I beg him to not let any of his juice leak out of me. Soon after that, I felt his big cock pulse and then I felt the heat of his juice deep inside. That feeling caused me to have another orgasm. 

After that Dave dressed and left. As soon as he left I took a shower and you came home just after I got out of the shower." 

I couldn't say anything for a minute because I was busy concentrating on not climaxing in my pants. When I didn't say anything for a while Susan said, "I knew this would be too hard for you to listen to." 

I said, "That was some story but I believe it." 

"Well, then can I put my clothes back on now?" 

"No. We are not done here yet. I still have many questions for you to answer. When I got home I could see that you had just showered but as I was making love to you I quickly noticed that you had not cleaned Dave's cum form you pussy. Why?" 

Susan took a deep breath, "I told you that while Dave was fucking me was thinking about how much I wanted him to fill my pussy with his juices. Well I was also thinking about how much I wanted you to come home and fuck me while Dave's juices were still inside me. I actually wore panties in the shower so that his juice wouldn't all leak out of me." 

I asked, "Why didn't you tell me that you still had his cum in you when I began to lick your pussy?" 

"Because the thought of you actually tasting Dave's juices mixed with mine caused me to have a huge orgasm. By the time the orgasm subsided you seemed to be enjoying what you were doing so much that I couldn't have stopped you even if I wanted you to stop." 

I said, "Now it's time for my bit of truth telling. I saw everything Friday night." 

Susan gave me a blank look, "I don't understand. What do you mean you saw everything?" 

I said, "I mean just that." Then I told Susan about how I had driven the car around the corner and came back to the house. I told her what I saw when I looked in the living room window from behind the chair Dave was sitting in and how when they went upstairs I came in through the garage and up the back way and watched them from the partially opened bedroom door. 

Susan asked, "You spied on me? How dare you. That's sick." 

I stopped her right there. I said, "This still isn't about me. When I am done getting all of the answers I need then you can ask me questions." I tried to be as stern as I could when I said that so that I wouldn't lose control of the situation. It seemed to work because Susan closed her mouth and waited for my next question. "So now you know I saw everything. Where did the sexy outfit come from and where did it go?" 

Susan just asked, "What?" 

I said, "Where did the sexy outfit come from. The black skirt and blouse the sexy bar and panties and the stockings. I had never seen any of those clothes before. As a matter of fact you have never worn anything that sexy for me in our whole marriage. The outfit seemed to just materialize Friday night and disappear again Saturday morning. So my question is where did you get the clothes and where did they go?" 

Susan answered simply, "I borrowed them from a friend. I took them back Sunday." 

I had to think for moment about how to phrase the next question. Did I want to ask her whom she borrowed the clothes from or just ask if she got them form Vicki? I decided to take the quick route. "Did you borrow those clothes from Vicki?" 

Susan's jaw almost dropped. I could see that she wanted to deny that she got the clothes from Vicki but she knew that she better tell the truth. "Yes, Vicki loaned them to me how did you know?" 

I said, "I could tell by the way Vicki greeted you at her house this afternoon that you two must be good friends. I also noticed that you took the shopping bag with the clothes inside into Vicki's house but you didn't have them when you left." 

Susan stammered, "Ya.. You followed me?" 

I said, "You know, after I thought about it I remembered seeing that same sexy outfit before. Vicki was wearing it in Chicago wasn't she?" 

At this point I think Susan lost her composure. She just blurted out, "Your were not supposed to see me in that underwear." 

"Then it was the same underwear Vicki wore in Chicago?" 

"Yes." 

I said, "I guess the whole thing is falling apart now isn't it? When did you actually start planning to fuck Dave?" 

"I told you. It started right after you had your affair with Vicki. I told you there would be a consequence if you couldn't resist Vicki but I didn't know what that consequence would be till after you fucked Vicki." 

Susan had tried to say this last bit as thought it made her angry but I wasn't convinced. 

"The more I thought about you in bed with Vicki the more I realized that that the only fare consequence was for me to do the same to you." 

I asked almost in disbelief, "You were so mad at Vicki that you decided to borrow the clothes she wore in Chicago to seduce Dave? Is that what you are telling me?" 

Susan realized what she was saying didn't make much sense so she shut up. 

I decided it was time to attack again. I looked up at Susan's beautiful nude body in front of me and almost decided to take her to bed and make love to her but that would not have helped me with the puzzle I was trying to solve. I said, "Susan, other than the parts of your story I can corroborate by what I actually saw I think the rest of what you have told me is bull shit. Now I am going to ask you again, when did you really start planning to fuck Dave?" 

"Not until just a couple of weeks ago. I ... 

I interrupted her here. I said, "Okay, you chose Dave a couple of weeks ago but when did you first start planning to have sex with someone other than me? And don't bull shit me." 

Susan looked shaken. She said, "Can I sit down please." 

I said, "No. I'll let you sit after you tell me everything I want to know." 

Susan said, "Please. I will tell you everything you want to know just let me sit. Standing like this is just to humiliating." 

I gave in, "All right you can sit." 

Susan sat down on the sofa and looked down at the floor as she started. "Do you remember the party when I headed Vicki off before she could come talk to you? I told you that night how Vicki told me that she got married while she was still in college and how she was absolutely crushed when she found out that her husband was cheating on her. After their divorce Vicki went back to school to finish her degree and said she had no interest in dating and the guys at school were too young for her anyway. She didn't want to give up sex altogether so she started having affairs with married men. She said that from experience she found out that the best way to have good sex and not have to get into the dating or relationship scene was to have affairs with married men. Vicki said that she doesn't trust men enough to enter into a long term relationship so she made a decision to pursue married men for sex." 

"Yea, I remember you telling me that." 

"Well I didn't tell you everything about that encounter. I had planned on just telling her to stay away from you but at the last minute decided to try and be friendly hoping that if she saw me as a friend she would leave you alone." 

I said, "Well, when that didn't work what did you do?" 

"Actually it did work." 

I said, "What?" 

"Vicki was really quite nice and I found that I liked her. She told me her story then asked me about us. I was a little uneasy telling her about us but afterward Vicki said, 'You don't have to worry, I'll leave your husband alone.' I was surprised when she said that because I hadn't mention that I was worried about her trying to get you into bed. Vicki told me that she was interested in you but now that she had met me and we had hit it off so well she would live you alone. She said that while it is true she liked having affairs with married men she would never go after a friends husband." 

I was very confused now and I told Susan I was. I asked her, "If what you say is true then why did she go to bed with me in Chicago." 

Susan gave me a smile that didn't really indicate happiness and said, "After Vicki said she would leave you alone I felt more comfortable with her and after a couple of drinks she started telling me about some of her affairs. She said that she found that affairs were much more exciting if she could find a man like you, someone who was a devoted husband and was not out looking to have an affair. She said that was because she didn't want to have affairs with men who were like her ex-husband. I asked her how she got these so called devoted husbands into bed with her. Do you just tell them you want to have sex with them? Vicki said no. She made them seduce her. I asked her how she did that and she explained. She said that once she identified a target she would start finding opportunities to talk to him. No outright flirting. Just small talk with some flattery thrown in." 

I said, "You mean like when she complemented my tie?" 

Susan said, "Exactly like that. Vicki said she never tried to rush things because she never wanted to be perceived as the pursuer. She said that she was surprised that I had seen threw so easily. I asked her how just small talk and complements could get these men to come on to her. Vicki told me that the talk was just the setup. She said that eventually she finds an opportunity to get the guy alone with her and then she will do something to stir his interest." 

I was getting a little impatient but I tried not to show it. I asked, "What was she doing giving you all of her secrets?" 

Susan said, "I don't think that was her intention. It was just a conversation between two slightly drunk friends. Anyway, I asked her what kinds of things she would do to stir his interest. Vicki told me that she always wore sexy underwear so that she would be prepared if an opportunity came up. She said that sometimes she goes braless and wears a blouse with a lose fitting neckline so that given the right circumstance she can accidentally give her target a look down her blouse. She said she always knows when the guy gets a look because after that he keeps trying to get another. Another trick she uses is to pretend to be picking something up off the floor by squatting down and accidentally exposing the view between her legs. Vicki said her favorite trick is the hardest one to pull off. It requires getting her target into a position where he will accidentally see Vicki's reflection in a mirror either in the nude or in her underwear." 

All I could say was, "Oh." My mind was racing to get the total meaning of what I just heard. Susan knew about the way Vicki uses mirrors as part of her seduction scheme before I even went to Chicago. Why didn't she warn me about that as soon as she found out the Vicki was in Chicago? I didn't ask Susan about this because I couldn't get my head together enough to phrase the question. 

Susan responded to my 'Oh', saying "I thought that would ring a familiar chord with you. Vicki went on to tell me in detail about how she used the mirror trick to flash one man in his own house making it seem impossible that it could have been anything but an accident. She had managed to let him see her in just her panties and stockings. After that she started talking to him about a chic flick she had seen and the next thing she knew he wanted to take her out dancing and then they ended up at a motel having wild sex. I asked her what talking about the movie had to do with anything and Vicki said after I give the guy a little peek the last thing I want to do is get him interested in something else. So I talk about something I know will not interest him so that his mind with wander back to the image of me that is burned in his head. That works almost every time." 

I said, "I guess that does work. She used it on me and you used it on Dave. So, if you knew her tricks and she promised to leave me alone then how did all this happen?" 

"Well, this is where it gets bad. I really enjoyed Vicki's stories about seducing men in ways that made them think they seduced her. I found that sitting and listening to her I had actually become aroused. I didn't know why. I guess Vicki kind of read it in my face and she said, 'Maybe you should try having a fling to spice up your life' then she laughed. 

After that night, whenever I was alone I though about what Vicki hold told me, and it always left me a little arouse. Not to the point where I wanted to do anything like that but a least to the point where I wanted to have sex with you as soon as I could. Then one night about a week latter I had a dream that I actually used the mirror trick on a guy and had sex with him. I woke from the dream so horny I thought I was going to explode. For the next few days I couldn't get the dream out of my head. Then I began to fantasize about seducing a guy. It got to the point where I Actually started looking for ways I could use the mirror trick. That's when I discovered that I could use the hall mirror to reflect the inside of the bathroom so that someone sitting in your chair could see it. I started planning to actually test it out on you. 

Then Vicki called me and asked me to lunch. I couldn't help myself. I started asking Vicki if she had had any conquests since the last time we had talked. She said that she hadn't then asked me, 'Have you had your affair yet?' The question shocked me. I told her that I wasn't planning on having an affair. Vicki just laughed. She said, 'The idea's in there. You won't get rid of it till you do something about it.' That's when I told her about the mirror trick I was planning to use on you. Vicki said it sounded like a good idea but why would I waste it on you when I could get something completely different. Then Vicki said, 'Here's an idea, I'll seduce your husband and you seduce someone else.' I don't know where it came from but I asked her how we could do that without destroying my marriage. Vicki said she would think about." 

Susan looked at me to see how I was handling this news. When I didn't say anything she continued. That night Vicki called me at home and told me her idea. I don't know exactly when I decided to go along with her on this but I didn't fight it. Her idea was simple this; I was to tell you that I knew that eventually Vicki would get you so I was making a deal with you so to speak. The deal would be that if you had sex with Vicki, I wouldn't be angry with you as long as you told me about it and understood that there would be a consequence for that affair. Then all I had to do was wait for that to happen then pick out the guy I wanted to have an affair with." 

Susan stood up and started to pace but realizing that she was still naked she sat back down. "When I found out you were going to do the business show in Chicago I called Vicki and told her. She said that she was pretty sure that she could arrange to work the show if I was ready to go through with our game. I told her I wasn't sure but I wanted to move forward and see what happened. Vicki called me from her room just before you got there and told me how she planed the accident that would allow you to see her in her underwear. Vicki asked me if I still wanted to go through with it. I though about it a moment and I realized that I wanted you to have sex with Vicki. For her and for me but also for you. Vicki called me again after you left and told me everything. Well you know what happened after that." 

I said, "Yes I am quite familiar with the rest of the story, but there are still some gaps. Like when and how did you pick Dave?" 

"Dave just kind of happened. I had been trying to come up with a man for me but was having no luck. The desire to go through with the game was still there but I was almost ready to give up. I had never given a thought to Dave until I had lunch with him one day. He was talking about his wife and how much he missed her. He said he couldn't wait to get home to her. Then it just flashed in my mind, this is the guy Vicki would have picked, so I made him my choice. I started being extra friendly at work, complementing his clothes, his ideas or anything else that would appeal to his ego. It worked. Any more questions?" 

I asked, "Why did you wear the same outfit, right down to the bra and panties that Vicki wore?' 

"Once I decided on Dave I talked to Vicki about wardrobe. I told here I didn't want to go out and buy anything because I didn't want you to sense anything was going on till Friday night. Vicki offered to loan me something to wear. Vicki showed me what she had and pointed out the clothes she had worn when she was with you. I jokingly said I should where the same clothes, as it would be a kind of poetic justice. The idea appealed to me so that's what I chose to wear. Besides, you weren't supposed to see the underwear and I didn't think that after I told you what I was planning to do that evening that you would remember what I was wearing." 




Truth or Consequences Ch. 03



"So that's all of it? You sent me off to have sex with Vicki so that you could have an affair and tell me it was punishment for what I had done. What have you got to say for yourself?" 

Susan said, "Your right. That's what happened. I don't know what came over me that made me need to do that but it's done now and can't be undone. I still love you and I don't want to lose you. You don't have to worry that I would ever do anything like that again. I really wish now that I had never had that conversation with Vicki. I should have just trusted that you wouldn't have an affair with her." 

I asked Susan to stand in front of me again. She didn't argue. She just got up and stood in front of me. I said, "I just have a couple more questions. Was the sex good? I mean did you really enjoy fucking Dave?" 

Susan hesitated for only a second and said, "Yes it was great. It wasn't because of him it was because of the situation. He was my conquest. I had lured him in seduced him and fucked him. I enjoyed that very much." 

"Thanks for the honesty. Now, you just said that you would never do that again. Does that mean that you would never want to do that again?" 

Susan gave me a quizzical look then answered, "I will probably always think about what I did and become aroused by the idea. There will probably be a time when I would want to do something wild like that again but for the sake of our marriage I will not." 

"You won't do it again? Well, what will you do if I have another fling with Vicki?" 

"Vicki wouldn't have sex with you again unless I tell her it's all right with me." 

"So tell her it's all right and make both of us happy." 

Now Susan looked really confused. "You want to have another affair with Vicki?" 

"Well, I don't want to deprive you of something you enjoyed so much." 

"Are you saying the thought of me having sex with another man doesn't bother you?" 

"As long as I know you love me and I know what you doing and can manage to watch you I guess I can live with it." 

"You want to watch me have sex with another man?" 

"When I watched you with Dave I was upset because I wasn't prepared for anything like that but even so when I saw you suck his cock you looked beautiful. When I have sex with you it's great but I don't get to see how beautiful you are when you're having sex. I just feel that I would like to watch you once in a while. What do you think?" 

Susan said, "Just a minute" and left the room. She came back with a towel in one hand and something else in her other hand. She put the towel on the floor in front of me and got down on her knees. I still hadn't seen what she had in her hand that was now behind her back. What ever it was she had dropped it on the floor and she was now using both hands to open my pants. She released my cock that was already erect and lowered her mouth over it. Susan worked on my cock for several minutes until I was fighting not to cum, then she let go of my cock and reached behind her and picked up the cordless telephone. While I watched she dialed Vicki's number. When Vicki answered Susan said, "I don't think George has learned his lesson yet. Why don't you show him how week he is and I'll have to get even with him again...You'll do it? Thanks... Talk to you soon." 

Susan put the phone down and swallowed my cock. I shot my load a few seconds later. Susan didn't let any of my semen leak from her mouth. When my orgasm was over Susan carefully removed my cock from her mouth and tipped her head and opened her mouth so she could show me that she had capture all of me semen then she closed her mouth and swallowed. Afterward she licked her lips and smiled at me and said, "If you have sex with that woman again there will be consequences."