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InfidelitiesHusband & wife confess their infidelities.”When you were in Phoenix, ah…did you…damn it, this is difficult for me,” Katy said.I shrugged. My business had failed six months before, and the first job I found took me to Phoenix for four months. Katy and our two c***dren couldn’t relocate with me. She had a contract with the school board as a guidance counselor, and couldn’t or wouldn’t break her contract. My next job took me to Salt Lake City, and my family joined me when the school year ended. When I left in search of a job, our marriage wasn’t very solid. When a man fails at business, he thinks less of himself. At least I did, and my loss of self-confidence was reflected not only in the workplace but also in my personal life. At the time, I actually wondered if Katy and the k**s would join me wherever I landed.”Spit it out, Katy. I don’t understand your question.” I chuckled. “Probably because you haven’t asked it yet.””When you were in Phoenix or before I joined you in Salt Lake City did you have an affair?”Bam! Katy had never asked me such a question before, and it shocked me. “No,” I said. “Why do you ask?”I had not had an affair, but I’m ashamed to say I had not been faithful. I was in a bar one night, and two women entered. One of them had just discovered her husband had been fucking around on her, and she wanted to show him how it felt. I became her get-even fuck. If I had known why she came on to me, I would have passed. She didn’t tell me why she had seduced me until we lay in the lethargic afterglow that followed shared orgasms. I never saw her again, so the one-night stand could hardly be labeled an affair.”Just wondered. Didn’t you get lonely?””Of course. I got horny, too. What about you?””Yeah, me, too. Lonely and horny.” She slid over next to me on the sofa and took my hand in hers. “We were apart for six months except the one weekend I visited you in Phoenix. I know how important sex is to you, so I figured…you know.”Something wasn’t quite right. Her question and her comments were out of character. Not that Katy wasn’t highly sexed, because she was a tigress in the bedroom, and when aroused wasn’t opposed to naughty words and even naughtier deeds.Then a theory shuffled unbidden into my mind. Was she searching for justification? Had she had an affair and now felt guilty because we had come back together as a husband and wife again, as a family? Sex was just as important to Katy as it was to me, maybe more so. Before we met, Katy was much more experienced sexually than I, and while we dated, she continued to see other men, men she fucked as well as me until we became a couple and promised each other we’d be monogamous. One night after we were engaged, she felt compelled to tell me about what she called her wild years, and she confessed everything she had ever done – well almost everything. I suspected she omitted quite a bit. She said it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t know how wild she had been before we married. At the same time, she promised to be faithful to me. Did her confession upset me? No, it gave me a hard-on. Sick, huh? Besides, she had picked me as her mate. I reasoned she preferred me to all the other men she had slept with. Skewed reasoning, I admit, but it had validity for me at the time. Still does. Katy is highly sexed, one of many things I love about her.About three years into our marriage when the sex was getting a little stale, I started to ask her about some of her sexual experiences before we became a couple. She had not given me details in her confession, just a rough overview, and I wanted details. I asked her for the details when she was highly aroused and softened the request by telling her thinking about her wild years excited me. If she thought my request strange, she didn’t let on, and for the next few years, I pulled more and more details of her earlier sexual experiences from her memory. I noticed telling me about them made her more excited, and her detailed stories certainly excited me.Did Katy have another story to tell me? One not quite so far in the past? One thing for sure, if she had an affair it was finished. Since she joined me in Salt Lake City, I felt certain she had been faithful.As my daddy told me, you won’t know until you ask?”What’s his name?””What?””The man you had an affair with. What is his name?”She blushed and pursed her lips. My heart started to race. Frankly I had expected denial. All of a sudden I couldn’t get enough air, and my hands started to tremble. The green-eyed monster called jealousy swooped down and grabbed me in its talons. She didn’t ask me if I had been unfaithful. She had asked me if I had an affair, which at the time meant she had had an affair. She had not succumbed to her needs one time, like me, but had fucked the man many times. I felt cheated. I, too, had cheated, but only once. Katy and spread her lovely legs many times. Images flashed into the theater in my mind. Lurid, prurient images crashed through my consciousness like a slide show, and the green-eyed monster grew to mammoth proportions.Terry, our four-year-old daughter, skipped into the room and demanded a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk. Katy didn’t know what to do. Should she shoo Terry away and handle my question or satisfy her daughter’s wish? She chose to defer our discussion, pushed herself to her feet and took our daughter’s hand in hers. Glancing fearfully over her shoulder at me, she trudged off to the kitchen. Terry skipped along beside her mother, like my heart.I had half a hard-on. Sick, huh?I rose and followed my wife and daughter to the kitchen.When Katy saw me, she said, “Later, Derrick.””Details later. His name now,” I demanded.She glanced self-consciously at Terry as she ladled peanut butter on bread. Shaking her head, she repeated herself. “Uh-uh, later.”Did Terry know his name? Is that why Katy refused to grant my request? Had he been in my house? Had he fucked my wife in my bed while my c***dren were in the house? No. If my c***dren knew him, it wasn’t because they had seen her with him in our bed. Katy would have been discreet, especially around the c***dren. “Do I know him?” I asked persistently.”Later, dammit!””That’s a bad word, Mommy,” Terry said.”Yeah, I know. Sorry, sweetums,” Katy said lovingly and then glared at me. “Go mow the lawn.”Fuck the lawn, I thought, but I knew I wouldn’t drag more details from her then, so that’s exactly what I did. I spent the next hour behind a lawn mower watching a pornographic drama in my mind’s theater. Three full-fledged hard-ons arrived and departed in the process. I felt intensely jealous. In truth, Katy’s experiences before our marriage made me jealous – of her, not the men she fucked. I wished I had had as many and varied experiences as she. Soon she would tell me a new experience. Could I handle the monster hanging over me like a shroud? Or would I jump her bones and fuck the living daylights out of her. Somewhere in between, I decided.The images continued while I showered, and a couple more erections sprung up and faded away. I toweled off and stepped into the bedroom to dress. Katy was sitting on the bed.”The k**s are across the street with the Thompsons,” she announced.”His name,” I demanded as I strolled to the dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers.”Bill Green.””The counselor you worked with in Las Vegas?” I pulled on the boxers.”Yes.””Isn’t he married?”She blushed. “Yes.”I sat on the opposite side of the bed and tried to picture Green. I had met him a couple of times when I picked up Katy from work. If my memory served me, he was an inch or two shorter than me, receding blond hair, weak blue eyes, strong chin, in fair shape.”Did his wife find out about the affair?””I don’t think so, and what we did can’t be classified as an affair.”Relief washed over me. “Take off your clothes.””What?””You heard me. Take off your clothes. I’m very upset, angry and jealous, too. You’re going to tell me what happened. I won’t be able to get through the telling unless I’m inside you.””But…””Katy, humor me, please. I’m serious. I’m angry and jealous, but I’m also turned on. If I’m not inside you when you give me the details, I’ll get pissed and stomp out of the house. I’ll have to.”She nodded, stood and took off her clothes. Katy is a stunning woman. At thirty-three, she kept herself in good shape. Her breasts weren’t heavy, so even after nursing two c***dren, they didn’t sag, but the suckling babies had enlarged her nipples. I have never seen nipples as large as hers on any woman, and I loved them, loved them in my mouth and loved to fondle them. When she removed batman escort her bra the nipples appeared engorged. Tall at five seven, she weighed in at 120 pounds. She had long, gorgeous legs, a small waist and womanly hips. She didn’t trim her pubic hair, and she had grown a forest over the years, but being blonde, I could still see her thick labia when she slipped off her panties.By the time she had disrobed, I had removed the boxers and was fully erect. She knelt on the bed and gracefully crawled over to me. She took my cock in her hand and stroked it.”I love you, Derrick.””Yeah, I know. Lay on your back.”I rolled to my side next to her and lifted her left leg over my hip. She spread her right leg, and I scooted under her until my hard cock rubbed against her vulva. She wasn’t wet, so I cupped her cunt with my hand.”Tell me,” I said.”I think I’m going to disappoint you.””Disappoint me?””Yes, not that much happened.”My fingers parted her labia, and I rubbed her cunt softly. “Tell me.””Remember, you called and asked me to put an ad in the paper to sell your construction equipment, the stuff you had put in storage?””Yes.””Well, I sold it, but I didn’t sell everything to one buyer, and one of the buyers would only purchase the items he wanted if I would deliver them to him. I knew Bill had a pickup, so I asked him if he would help me.””Go on.””He agreed, and after work one night, I rode with him to the storage unit. During the ride we flirted with each other. I didn’t think much of the flirting. We had always flirted a little. I liked Bill and considered a little innocent flirting perfectly safe.””What do you mean by flirting?””You know, smiling, batting my eyes, showing a little leg, that sort of thing.””How did he flirt?””Verbally mostly, but…well, he did a little touching, too.””What did he say?””He asked me how I handled you being away so long? If I was frustrated? Questions like that. I don’t know. I can’t remember his exact words. We flirted.””You said he touched you.””Yes. I was wearing a sundress, and I let it creep up my legs as we drove. He kept glancing at my legs. Finally he said, ‘Slap me if you must, but I just have to feel your legs. They look so soft and smooth.’ He put his hand on the inside of my thigh just above my knee.””Were you wearing hose?””No, I had taken them off before we left the school. I didn’t want to run them while helping him load the pickup.””What did you do when he felt up your leg?””I laughed and removed his hand. That’s when I noticed his erection.”I pushed and the head of my cock slipped inside her. She was wet now, from my manipulations or from reliving the experience, one or the other, maybe both. She hunched her hips and took me fully inside her with a sigh.”Nice,” she muttered.”His erection?” I asked.”No, silly, yours.”We were silent for a few seconds while I stroked in and out of her a few times and petted her clitoris with my fingers.”You tented his pants, huh?”She giggled. “Yeah.””How did that make you feel?””Hot. I wanted to reach over and squeeze it, run my fingers over it and gauge its length and hardness.””Did he see you looking at it?””Yes, he took my hand and placed it over the bulge.””Really?”She laughed nervously. “Yeah. I started to pull my hand away, but he stopped me when he squeezed my hand around it with his hand. ‘See what you do to me,’ he said.”I chuckled. “He’s a bold one. Well, did you run your fingers over it and gauge its length and hardness?””Yes.””Tell me about it. How long was it?””I don’t know. Long. But not very thick. You’re thicker than he is.”Is she throwing me a bone? Probably. “How much longer than me?” I was the normal six inches, but I was quite thick, at least according to the penis meter I found on the Internet one time.”I don’t know. Longer. Nine inches, maybe.”Christ! That’s half again as long as me! Knowing Katy, I didn’t believe she could resist a cock that long. She would have wanted to try it on for size. I remembered I buying her a big dildo. When she unwrapped it, her eyes became bright, and within a few seconds her cunt had swallowed the monster.”That’s when he put his hand back on my thigh, but this time he slid it up under my dress until he cupped my mound. My panties were wet. I was excited, Derrick. This happened before my trip to Phoenix to see you. I was lonely and horny.”Rationalizations. “What happened then?””We pulled into the storage place. I pushed his hand away and straightened my dress, and we backed up to our storage unit. Bill cut the engine and turned to me. He kissed me, Derrick. I started to protest, but…””But you kissed him back.””Yes, briefly. His hands were everywhere. He frightened me, so I pushed him away.”Her hips were moving now, pushing her cunt down over my throbbing cock, and then backing away. She was very excited and very wet. As my cock moved in and out of her, I could hear squishing noises. I was close to a climax, so I pulled my cock out of her. She moaned with disappointment.”Go on.””I’m so hot, Derrick.”She reached for her clitoris with her hands, but I brushed them away. “What happened then?””He put my hand back over his cock, but I jerked it away when he started to unzip his pants. ‘Let’s get the pickup loaded,’ I told him, opened the door and hopped out. I unlocked the storage unit, threw up the overhead door and we walked inside. He grabbed me again, and kissed me with his hard-on poking me, and his hands became busy again.””How busy?””He fondled my breasts over my dress, squeezed my nipples, and…””And?””Rubbed my pussy, finally slipping a finger inside.”Using the hand I had been using to tease her clit, I squeezed my cock forcefully to reduce my arousal.”He finger fucked you?””Sort of. Then we heard the sound of a car coming toward us. Bill stepped back from me, reached and pulled down the garage door. That’s when he took his long cock out of his pants.””The nine inch cock.””Yeah, but skinny.””Was it hard?””Yes, very. He put my hand back on it. It was hard, as hard as you are now.”I had put my cock back inside her pussy. She was gushing.”And you were as wet as you are now,” I said.”Yes. Bill commented how wet I was. He had his fingers back inside my cunt by then.””Go on.””I stroked his cock while he finger fucked me. Suddenly, his body stiffened and he came. He squirted his come all over the concrete floor and my hand.””Did you come, too?””No.””Then what?””That’s it.””What?””Yeah, he apologized profusely for coming so fast. I think he was embarrassed because he knew I had not had a climax. He wanted to get a room, and then offered to eat me, but…I don’t know. I finally came to my senses. I knew if I started with him, I wouldn’t quit. I’d take him home with me during lunch hours and fuck his brains out while the k**s were in nursery. I love you, Derrick. I didn’t want to ruin our marriage. Now fuck me, dammit. Fuck me hard and fast. I’m so hot, I’m ready to burst.”My fingers flashed over her clitoris, and I pounded my cock into as fast and as hard as I could. She grabbed her huge nipples, squeezed and pulled on them, and less than a minute later, we climaxed together.When I recovered, I scooted up and took her in my arms. She didn’t fuck him! She didn’t have an affair. She didn’t fuck him in our bed. I kissed her passionately and told her I loved her. She asked me to forgive her, and I told her she was forgiven.Everything was right with the world again.Or was it?Over the next week, my mind kept playing back the scenes she described. Some of what she said didn’t make sense. He had her fingers in her cunt, and her hand was around his long prick. Katy would not have resisted. She would have aimed that cock at her cunt and taken it inside her. She admitted she was hot, that her cunt was soaking wet. And she knew the length of his cock. No, not quite true. She said, nine inches, maybe. Regardless, how did she know its length? Plus, I remembered she had started her confession by asking me if I had had an affair? She didn’t ask me if I had been unfaithful, or messed around with a woman while we were separated. She asked if I had had an affair.I had doubts.And I needed answers. That night I slid under her. I wanted us to talk while we fucked. When she was wet and excited, I said, “Nine inches, huh?”She stiffened briefly, but then her hips started to rotate again.”Yeah, at least.””How did you know? Did you measure it?””I asked. Bill told me.”Ah, a tidbit she had failed to mention in the first telling. “When did you ask him?””While I was…ah, jacking him off. Hmm, you feel so good inside me.”Uh-uh, no changing of the subject. I rolled over between her legs and placed escort batman my mouth on her cunt. Katy loves to be eaten. She’d rather I lick her cunt than fuck it. She couldn’t climax unless her clitoris was thoroughly stimulated. A cock didn’t do the trick, but my tongue did. When we fucked, one of us would manipulate her clit with our fingers.I raised my head. “Is this how Bill ate you when he came too fast to fuck you?”Her body stiffened again, but I pulled her clit into my mouth and sucked on it while I lashed it with my tongue. She relaxed and moaned with pleasure. I raised my head again. “He offered to eat you. You were hot. You were in a private place. He ate you, didn’t he?”Again my mouth returned to her cunt.”Yes,” she said so softly I could barely hear her.I rose to my knees, scooted forward and shoved my cock into her. She wrapped her legs around my back, and her hips took off.”Touch yourself,” I said.She reached, and soon I could feel her fingers flashing back and forth over her clitoris while I fucked her. I kissed her, and she kissed me back. When I pulled away, I asked, “Did you come in his mouth?””Yes.” A little louder that time.”Then what happened?””We loaded up the pickup and dropped the equipment off at the buyers house. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I want to come.”I felt the same way at the moment, so I picked up the pace and a few minutes later I climaxed when she groaned massively and her cunt started to spasm around my cock from her orgasm.When we recovered and I was holding her in my arms, I said, “Why didn’t you admit he ate you when you told me what happened the first time?””I don’t know. I was afraid, I guess. You said you were angry and upset and jealous, and…I don’t know. How did you know?””I know how much you love to be eaten. You had his come all over your hand. His fingers were in your cunt. Your cunt was sloppy you were so hot. You were in a private place, and he offered to eat you. You wouldn’t be able to resist. How did he do it? Did he kneel while you remained standing?””Yes, at first, but then he lifted me up on the desk you had stored. He pulled up the chair that went with the desk and settled in between my legs again.””Did you take your panties off?””No, he did. He reached up under my dress and pulled them off.””Did you take off your dress?””No, I held the hem up out of the way until he put me on the desk.””So he licked your cunt until you came all over his mouth. Wasn’t he hard again by then?””No, I came very fast. I was really hot, Derrick.””What happened then?””I told you. We loaded up the pickup and took the equipment to the buyer.””Did you put your panties back on?”Silence.”Katy?””No. When he took them off, he put them in his pocket.””So you loaded the pickup without panties on and rode with Bill to the buyer’s house without panties. Correct?””I guess.””You sat next to him without panties, and he knew you didn’t have them on because he had them in his pocket. If I were he, I’d get another hard-on just with the thought of you sitting next to me with a bare cunt under the sundress. Did he get another erection?””I don’t know. It was dark by then.” She kissed me.”He touched you again while he drove, though. Didn’t he?””Yes. Bill had trouble keeping his hands off me. But I pushed his hands away. I was feeling guilty again, and decided I’d better cool it. Let’s go to sleep. I’m tired.”She didn’t ask me to forgive her. Instead, she claimed fatigue to change the subject. I resolved that my queries had not ended. She had not told me what happened after they dropped off the equipment at the buyer, and I still believed she had tried Bill’s long cock on for size.A week later, my company sent me out of town on a business trip. On the night before my return, I called Katy. It was late and I woke her, but she didn’t seem upset. I wasn’t drunk, but I was feeling pretty good, high enough some of my inhibitions had flown the coop. I had stripped and climbed onto the bed before I made the call.We chatted about the k**s, about my work, some of the things she had done while I was away. “Hey, I think I could have gotten lucky tonight,” I said casually.”Do tell,” she said.”Yeah, I was down in the hotel bar and a couple of good-looking women walked in. One of them gave me a big grin – you know, flirted with me. I was surprised. A strange woman hasn’t flirted with me for a long time.””What did you do?””I smiled back, and she motioned me over to their table.””Did you join them?””Yes, I expected to find out they were hookers, which turns me off, but what I found out was just as big a turn off.””Tell me.””The one flirting with me – her name was Melody – had just found out her husband was fucking around on her, and she wanted to show him how it felt. She was out looking for a get-even fuck.””What did you do?””Nothing. I wasn’t in the mood to be used. I bought them a drink and told Melody I was a happily married man.”We were silent for a few seconds. “What would you have said if I told you I brought her to my room and licked her pussy before I fucked her.””Did you?””No, I’m merely curious what your reaction would be if I had.””I wouldn’t like it. I’d feel betrayed.””What if something like that happened while I was in Phoenix? Would you feel the same way?”She didn’t answer right away. “I still wouldn’t like it, but I don’t think I would feel betrayed. I don’t know why except the circumstances were different then. We were separated so long, I think I might have understood your need.”Reciprocity, I thought.”Did something like that happen to you while we were in Phoenix?” she added.Oh, oh, open mouth, insert both feet, I castigated myself. I could lie to her, and she’d never know, but…”Sort of.”The silence became so heavy I could have cut it with a knife, so I broke the silence. “I didn’t meet two women in the bar tonight, Katy. The event I described happened while we were separated, and I didn’t fuck her. I took her to my room – at the time I didn’t know about the get-even-fuck motive she had – but I couldn’t get a hard-on.” Which was true – for a while. I had had too much to drink. Katy had been given me bits and drabs about her affair with her co-worker. I decided to parcel out my story, as well. “Say something, Katy?””Did you lick her pussy?””Yes, I thought it the gentlemanly thing to do considering I couldn’t get a hard-on.” An honest statement.”Was she pretty?””Yes, though not as pretty as you.” I tossed her a bone like she did me, but in truth, Katy is much prettier than Melody. “She left while I was asleep. I never saw her again.” Another true statement. I had merely omitted a good chunk of the story. Melody had a talented mouth. She could have coaxed a hard-on out of a dead man. “That’s why I told you I didn’t have an affair. What we did couldn’t be labeled an affair. You’ve been so honest with me I felt I should be honest with you. I’ve been feeling pretty guilty. Will you forgive me?””Yes,” she said, but I noted a tinge of reluctance in the word. I had forgiven her, and Katy was nothing if not fair. She had to forgive me, too.Yeah, I know. I’m a prevaricating sack of shit.A couple of days after I returned from my trip, Katy and I were in bed. She had just straddled me and sat on my cock. When she had taken all I had, she asked, “What did her pussy taste like?”Interesting question. Katy and I must think alike. Obviously she had been mulling over my confession, as I had been dissecting hers. Did my story make her hot, like hers did me?”More pungent than you, stickier, not as slick,” I replied. All true.Katy moved into a graceful slide that pushed and pulled my cock in and out of her pussy. I loved her on top. The view she offered was outstanding. Her breasts slipped back and forth as she moved.”You ate her until she came on your mouth?””Yes.””And you didn’t get a hard-on while you ate her?””No.” True.”Why don’t I believe you?”Ah, in her mind I fucked Melody, like in my mind she fucked Bill.”I don’t know, but it’s true. I didn’t get a hard-on while I ate her.””God I love to fuck you.” She reached and started to fondle her clit.I helped her out by reaching up and pinching one of her large nipples. She increased the pace of her slide for a few seconds, until I said, “Why don’t I believe Bill didn’t get another hard-on before he dropped you off that night?”She snickered. “Who said he didn’t?” She rolled off me onto her back, lifted her leg and pulled my cock into her while I was on my side – our talk and fuck position. Her fingers remained active on her clitoris.”You did.””No, you asked me if he got a hard-on while we were taking the equipment to the buyer. batman escort bayan I told you I didn’t know. It was dark by then.””Yes, I’ve been wondering when you were going to tell me what happened after you made the delivery.””I’m not sure I should.””Why?”Instead of answering my question, she asked one. “Was her name Melody, like you said?””Yes.””A blonde, brunette, what?””Brunette. Would you like a full description?” She wanted to picture the woman in her mind’s eye. I understood her need.”Please.””About thirty years old. Five four or five. Brown eyes. Short dark hair. Petite. Small breasts with tiny nipples, like pencil erasers. A little thick in the waist. A great ass, but her thighs were a touch thick like her waist. Pretty feet and hands. Her toenails were painted to match her fingernails – bright red. An oval face. Thin lips. High, prominent cheek bones, and a narrow nose. Oh, and she trimmed her pubic hair into a small patch just above her cunt. No hair on her pussy lips at all, but I could feel the stubble on my tongue when I licked her, so she had not shaved them that day.” All true. An idea struck me. “Describe Bill’s cock and balls for me.””I told you. His cock is long. When I was stroking it, I wondered how long, so I asked him. He proudly stated it was a little over nine inches. I thought it was strange that it was so long, yet so skinny. It’s only about half as thick as yours. Uncircumcised, and the crown was pointy instead of bulging. He has large balls, very hairy like the rest of his groin, and they hang lower than yours.””Weren’t you curious about how it would feel inside you?””Yes, but mostly because it was so skinny.”Bullshit, I thought. “What did you do after you dropped off the equipment?””He drove me back to my car at the school.””And?””My car was at the back of the parking lot. He pulled up next to it, and I thanked him for helping me.””And?” Damn! She was going to make me drag it out of her. I shoved my cock into her and lashed her clit with my fingers.”Ooh, that feels good.” She hesitated, and then said, “He kissed me, and yes, he was hard again. We made out for a few minutes, and…this is embarrassing. The security guard came by. We had to hurriedly straighten out our clothes. I said goodnight, and drove home.”I’ll be damned. She didn’t fuck him. I didn’t know if I felt relieved or disappointed. “Did he give you back your panties?”She chuckled. “You have a thing about my panties. No, not then.””When?””At lunch the next day.”Her comment triggered something in my memory banks. She had said something about lunch, something about taking him to our house and fucking his brains out during the lunch hour.”You said you made out in the parking lot for a few minutes. What did you do?””He kissed me, and while we were kissing, he unzipped my dress. He pushed the strap off my shoulder and soon one of my breasts was in his mouth.””And his fingers were at your pussy again.””Yes.””What about his cock. Did he pull it out again?””No, I did.”My cock throbbed and I nearly climaxed. I hurriedly pulled it out of her cunt and squeezed it.She chuckled. “I see that made you hot.””Yeah. What happened then?””That’s when the security guard appeared. I jumped a foot when the light from his flashlight hit the windshield of the pickup. God, I was embarrassed. We were making out in a pickup truck like our students.”The security guard dampened my arousal enough to slide back inside her.”Where did you have lunch?””Some fast-food place. I don’t remember for sure. Why?””Just curious.” She had forgotten her statement about fucking his brains out during lunch hours. “I was wondering if the night he helped you make the delivery was the only time you made out with him.”She reached and pinched her nipples, and her hip movement forced me to increase my stroking pace. “What do you think?””I think his long cock intrigued you. Also, you enjoy being eaten, and he had gone down on you once. I think if the opportunity came up you’d probably let him do it again. I also think if the security guard had not come along, you might have fucked him.””I think you’re right, about the security guard, at least. Just before the guard arrived, I was seriously considering straddling him and putting his cock in me.””Well, did you? I mean make out with him again after that night?””Uh-huh.”My arousal soared again, and I stopped moving.”You fucked pretty Melody, didn’t you?””I told you, I couldn’t get a hard-on. I had had too much to drink, so I went down on her.””Too bad. I wish you had fucked her.””Why?” A stupid question. I knew why. My heart started to race again, and I gulped in oxygen as if I were starved for air.”You fucked her,” Katy said, to take the edge off what she had done, I believed. “I know you. You might not have been able to get a hard-on at first, but you’d be persistent. You wouldn’t stop trying until you gave Melody what she wanted. That’s one of the reasons I love you so, Derrick. You’d never leave a woman unfulfilled. It isn’t in your nature. You fucked her. I know you did.””And I know you fucked Bill, too. You couldn’t resist his long cock, could you? You had to put it in you to see how it would feel. When did you fuck him the first time? The next day during the lunch hour?””No, we just made out again. We parked over by the river and made out like a couple of teenagers.””Did he make you come again?””Yes.””How? With his mouth or fingers?””Yes.””Which?””Both. I came twice.””What about him. Did you make him come?””Yes.””How?””I jacked him off again, and then…””You sucked him off.””Yes.””Did he come in your mouth?””Yes.””When did you fuck him the first time?””The next day.””Where? Our house?””Yes.””How many times did you fuck him?””I don’t know. A lot. Once I started, I couldn’t stop.””That was before you came to visit me in Phoenix?””Yes.””Did you fuck him again after you returned?””Yes.””Fuck!” I jammed my cock into her as deeply as it would go and experienced one of the most powerful orgasms I ever had. Sometime while I was coming, Katy climaxed, too.When I could, I rolled away from her. I was wet with sweat and her juices and mine. My body was shaking. She had fucked him! She had fucked him not once but many times. She had fucked him before the weekend in Phoenix where we fell in love again, and then fucked him many more times after she returned home. In our house! In our bed! And God only knew where else. My body felt intensely hot, not only from the sex but also because my emotions were raging, so many emotions I couldn’t distinguish one from the other. The pornographic images in my mind while I mowed the lawn had become real and once again flashed like strobe lights, fast and brief and intense. I felt betrayed, but at the same time the images of my wife in bed fucking her co-worker excited me. Sick, huh? What should I do? Should I leave her? No, that wasn’t possible, not as long as she wanted me with her. I loved her. She was my wife and she had given me two beautiful c***dren. We were a family.I felt her shaking, and I knew she was crying. I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to touch her right then. We lay back to back, each of us with our own thoughts. Ten minutes of silence stretched out – an eternity. Her shaking subsided, and she rolled toward me. Her arms wrapped me and she laid her head on my shoulder.”Yes, I fucked Melody,” I said bitterly. “Once. I fucked her one time and never saw her again. I didn’t have a fucking affair.”Katy swallowed a sob. Tears dropped from her eyes onto my shoulder. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Do you hate me now?”Hate her? Not even close. I loved her. Even with her confession, I still loved her. I would always love her. She had had an affair. She had fucked another man in my house, in my bed, but I still loved her.”Will you ever fuck him again?””No.””What if he visits Salt Lake City and calls you?””He has and did. I refused to meet him. That’s what prompted my confession. I felt so guilty. I love you. I loved you while I was fucking him. I never loved him. I admit I enjoyed fucking him, but that’s all it was – fucking. Loving had nothing to do with it. You never answered my question. Do you hate me now?””No.” I rolled to her and took her in my arms. We kissed softly, romantically. I could taste her tears on her lips. They were thick and full. Melody had thin lips. “Do you hate me?””No.”I smiled inwardly. We had subject matter for our talk-and-fuck sessions for years to come. I would need to hear all the details, and she would give them to me – slowly over time. I would be inside her when she told me details about the first time she fucked him. I would be inside her when she described other incidents. And she would pull the details of my infidelity from me, too.One thing about infidelity, it kept sex interesting and lively. Besides, Katy could tell a hot story.

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