Category: cheating wives

Wifes Darker and Better Side

“Jeanette really is a stunning woman”, I think to myself as I drop her off at Marie’s place. I’m working late tonight and Jeanette asked me if it would be OK if she and her friend, Marie, went to the Black Stallion club for a few drinks while I worked. Marie’s husband, Jacques, would drive them to the club and I would pick them up again after I had finished at the office at 11 pm . “Till later, Luv!” She leans over from the passenger seat and gives me a peck on the lips. “Love you!

I give her a hug. “Enjoy it! And remember – don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

“Come now! You now me better than that!” she smirks as she walks up the path that led to Marie’s front door. My eyes involuntarily drop to the swing of those perfect hips. For a moment I wonder if her skirt is not a bit too short. Then I look at how it shows off those long legs and decides that it is just perfect! I realize once again how lucky I am to have such a beautiful wife and drive off to work.

At the office, I start up my computer and start working. There is a lot to do and I would like to be finished before 11.

After 9:00 I get up and walk into my secretary’s office to look for a file. I look everywhere but simply cannot find it. Then I remember. Peter, my partner, took it home with him to study.

“Damn!” I think to myself. “Now I might as well go home.” There is no way that I can continue my work without that file and driving over to Peter’s at this hour would be out of the question.

Well, maybe the situation is not as bad as it seems. Too bad for Marie, but I’m going to fetch that beautiful wife of mine en take her home. The night is still young and, who knows…? The way she looks tonight… Marie will just have to understand!

I switch off my computer; lock up the office en drive to the club. I park my car in front of the Black Stallion and enter. The music is loud and the stench of cigarette smoke hangs heavily in the air. There are not many people here tonight, probably because it is a week night. I’m relieved, because this means that I should not have a problem finding the girls.

I look everywhere, but cannot find them. “Strange”, I think to myself. “Where on earth could they be? Surely they couldn’t have gone home already…”

Just as I am about to leave and drive to Marie’s place, I hear that delightful laugh! I turn around, look past a huge pot plant and sure enough, there behind a trellis with an artificial vine is a table with four chairs that I’ve missed. And there in the low light is the unmistakable blonde head of the love of my life! I sneak up to surprise them.

“What the hell..? They’re not alone…!” I feel the green monster of jealousy rearing its ugly head as I stare at the two men that are with the women. The guy next to Marie whispers something in her ear while putting his arm around her. I can see that she’s enjoying the attention very much. “Typical!” I thought. “Marie was always a bit of a flirt.”

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Girls Night Out In Sexy Text Messages

A month ago my wife Kim was invited to a friend’s 40th birthday celebration. Angela planned to have a girly night at a hotel in a nearby town and Kim and four other women were invited.

Kim was uncertain whether to go or not as she’s 49, so she’s about ten years older than the rest of them and she had found that previous social events with this group were a bit noisier than she really liked. Not that they were particularly rowdy, but Kim is rather quiet and conservative and doesn’t normally drink much.

However I told her she ought to go. It would give her a break from the domestic routine and provide a chance to relax and recharge her batteries. I think what swung the balance was when she found that she would be sharing a room with Angela. Although she knew the other women well (they were all involved in the parent teachers association for our local high school) she was definitely much more friendly with Angela than the others.

The plan was for them to check into the hotel early on the Saturday afternoon, spend a bit of time in the spa and pool, and then go out for a meal in the evening.

Kim isn’t vain, but she does like to look nice and she asked my advice about what she should wear on the Saturday evening. They were going to a reasonably smart restaurant, so she had picked out a stylish dress which I thoroughly approved of.

“What do you think about underwear?” she asked, knowing that it’s an area I normally take a keen interest in.

“Well you’ve a choice — sensible or sexy — which do you feel like?”

She said she didn’t know which was best, so I suggested that as she had plenty of room in her case she might as well take both, then she could put on whatever suited her mood in the evening. She nodded in agreement to that and as well as some sensible, comfy underwear she also packed a lacy black bra and pants set, plus some lovely lace-topped hold-ups which I had bought her recently.

Not surprisingly I had a definite preference for the sexy underwear, but funnily enough I felt that Kim would be more likely to wear them if I left the choice to her and didn’t try and tell her what to wear.

I was enjoying helping her pack and the idea of my lovely wife going out in a smart dress and with her best underwear on was distinctly arousing. After we had been married for several years I had rather hesitantly confided in her that I did sometimes fantasize about her having sex with other men.

She was surprised and rather shocked, but fortunately she wasn’t actually upset. I should add that Kim was a virgin when I met her and throughout our nearly thirty years of marriage we have always been faithful to each other. Anyway she said nothing was ever going to happen, but the subject did crop up occasionally in our pillow talk and we seemed to settle on it as an agreeable fantasy.

The fact that Kim found it okay as a fantasy made me hope that one day it might actually be realized. Clearly this night out had the potential for something to happen and that was added to by a few bits of information I knew about some of the other women. I knew that Angela occasionally went out to clubs with Denise who was divorced. Bearing in mind that Kim had told me that Angela and her husband hadn’t had sex for 18 months I found it hard to believe that there weren’t times when things happened on those nights out.

So there was definitely a subtext to this night out and if nothing else I had a pleasant time mentally running through (and picturing!) the possibilities. Nothing was actually said, but I’m sure that Kim had at least an inkling of what I was thinking.

Anyway Kim set off to pick up Angela and one of the other women at lunchtime on the Saturday and as the hotel was only twenty miles away it wasn’t long before I got a text saying they had arrived safely. The next I heard was in the early evening when my phone beeped.

All going well. Hotel is great. Off out for meal soon. Luv u. Kim. xxx

I tapped out a reply.

Good. I hope u have a lovely evening. What undies did u choose?

My phone soon beeped again and I smiled at the reply.

Trust u to ask that. I chose the sexy ones. xxx

Nice! Have fun!

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My Girlfriends Mother

My girlfriend Elsie told me her mother, Linda, was going to stay the weekend with us. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but it was the beginning of an incredible summer.

I was 23 when I met Elsie. Elsie was 22. We had been dating for about a year and living together for almost 6 months. She was a dancer at one of the local gentleman’s clubs. I had no problem with her being a dancer. When she came home, she was usually very horny and our sex life was very good.

When I first met her mother Linda, we hit it off well. Linda was in her mid-forties and was a hairdresser. She was very classy-looking….I saw where Elsie got her body. A woman in her late forties, Linda looked incredible. She had been dating Ted for about a year, but their relationship was in trouble, so she wanted to get away for a few days.

Back to the weekend that started it all……

Elsie was called in to work Friday night until closing; she asked me to spend time with her mother, which I didn’t mind at all. Linda and I had dinner at the house. Linda loved wine, so we had a few glasses and were totally relaxed. We had great conversation and laughed a lot. We were borderline tipsy.

Linda suddenly said, “Elsie tells me you take very good care of her. I appreciate that you take good care of my baby girl.”

I was flattered and told her how much I liked Elsie.

Linda continued, “You know, Elsie tells me everything. And I mean, everything.”

I got a little nervous, wondering what she was implying.

“You fuck my daughter great and she loves it. She tells me you’re a fantastic pussy eater as well. Ted doesn’t eat pussy.”
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Wife Has a Visitor

The phone rang three times before my wife was able to answer it. I had been outside this Saturday afternoon working in our garden and just came in the door to hear the phone ring. I didn’t know who she was talking to. From her responses on the phone, it seemed to me some one was flirting with her.

After a few minutes, she asked me if it was alright for Jim to come over today. I suddenly knew what it was all about and told her it was OK with me. When she hung up, I told her we were expecting this to happen anytime. She smiled at me and acted very nervous. She went to the bathroom to freshen up.

We had talked about sharing sex with our good friends, Jim and Julie, during the past several months. They indicated they would share, but my wife kept saying, no. Finally, my wife said she would try it, but she wanted complete privacy with Jim for the first time. No one could watch. I thought that would not be a problem, because we could utilize two separate bedrooms. She still wasn’t satisfied with that arrangement. She said Jim could come over sometime when I’m not in the house. After that, we would decide what to do.

My wife came out of the bathroom with her hair combed and her makeup freshly applied. She had put on more lipstick than usual. Her lips looked very inviting. Evidently, she wanted to look pretty and sexy for Jim.

I asked, “Are you going to take off your jeans and put on something pretty.”

“No, Jim will have to be satisfied with me just the way I am dressed.”

I laughed and said, “He will soon take off your clothes anyway.”

She looked a little shocked to realize Jim would soon be seeing her nude. I think she suddenly realized what was going to happen.

She said, “I need some courage. Go fix a strong drink for me”
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Moms Friend Helps Out

On reaching 18 and having had a big party, and then securing a place at university I felt things couldn’t be better. But whilst I studied in a seemingly male dominated year and location I began to have envious feelings for those I’d left back home. Most of my friends were hooked up with girls, some that I’d even wanted to get hooked up to myself, and here was I, working for the future but missing out on today.

Every term break and visit back home deepened my disappointment about not having a girl, to a point on one occasion I didn’t want to go back to uni.

On this particular occasion my parents booked a late holiday and the start date coincided with when they were supposed to take me back, although I was intent on not going back anyway so I didn’t really care.

I overheard my mum telling her friend on the phone that they would have to put me in a taxi and that will reduce their bargain by about £100. But then my mum seemed to be listening and saying quite a few things like “oh right, ok then.”

When she came off the phone she told my dad that she had saved him the £100 taxi fare, her friend Julie had offered to take me. I’m still not going, I thought to myself.

Julie had been a friend of mum’s since they lived next door to each other when I was younger and before we moved to where we are now, but they still kept in touch. They often visited each other for things like parties where women buy things in the home, and just general socializing and other parties. I couldn’t quite remember Julie when we lived next door to her but as I grew through my teens I occasionally had private thoughts about her, I’m sure you know what I mean. She always seemed interested in how I was getting on at school and then sent me a good luck card when I started uni.

The last time they came to our house I remember her saying how she couldn’t believe how much I’d grown since she last saw me a few months earlier, and although feeling a little embarrassed to be centre of attention I remember thinking that I was now fractionally taller than her husband. I was also about 4 inches taller than my mum who in turn was about 2 inches taller than Julie although my mum was about 10 years older than her.

What I specifically remember about that evening was frequently being in a good position to look down Julie’s blouse that was already showing a good portion of cleavage without the added advantage that a higher angle gave.

Julie had 2 young children and was probably in her very early 30s, she had short straight brown hair and brown eyes, a well shaped curvy figure without being thin or fat, and a wonderful chest that always seemed to strain against her tops or be on show to some extent. Thinking further, to help describe, I would guess she’s about 130lbs and I’d also guess 36 or 38d up top, which for a little women not much over 5 foot tall is quite impressive I think.

Anyway, my parents left for their holiday about 4am and Julie called round about 9am. I told her I didn’t want to go, and after much sympathetic prying and encouragement she eventually got me to back down and get my bags. We didn’t say much in the car, other than me giving her directions and her trying to be cheerful about my prospects, saying how proud my parents were of me and how pleased she was that I was doing so well.

My two roomies weren’t going to arrive until later so I unlocked and led the way in, dumping the bag of food on the kitchen table as we walked through, then into my small room putting my bag of clean washing on a chair. Julie close behind asking where she should put the bag she was carrying.
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Hot For Black Cock

My name is Melissa; I am 44 and have been married for twenty years. I have been a faithful wife and mother during that time. My husband Jim has always wanted to experiment with our sex life, but that never went too far. But like everyone else, I have fantasies too, but just never lived them out until now.

A group of us ladies decided to go to a male strip club for one of our friends 40th birthday. I had never been to one, but have heard plenty of stories.

We all were having a good time, plenty of drinks to lose you inhibitions. All the male dancers were younger guys 25-30ish. Mainly white, but there was two black guys.

All the guys got totally naked during the routines, and allowed the ladies to fondle them, for dollars of course. I had heard stories about black cocks, but had never seen one in person. The two black guys were well hung and attached allot of attention.

We all chipped in so Lisa, whose birthday could have a lap dance with one of the black guys. After his routine he came to our table, nude with a fairly hard dick. He presented himself to Lisa; she was shy at first but gave in and took hold of this beautiful black cock.

She stroked it in her tiny white hands as the dancer gyrated his hips toward her, soon both hands were on his cock and there was still plenty left to hang out.

To our surprise, Lisa lowered her head and stuck her tongue out. Her tongue circled the head of this massive cock, and then put her lips to it. She continued to stroke and suck his cock. Lisa offered to share her black wand with some of the others at out table.

Both Shelly and JoJo wanted to grab this big black cock as well. Then all three of them were on their knees in front of this guy. His dick was swing back and forth hitting hungry lips and groping hands.

Finally this guy blasted his wad and there was cum flying everywhere, hitting the three in the face, in their hair, on their clothes.

I don’t know about the others but my panties were soaked with my own precum. The three took to the restroom laughing and giggling like school girls.
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Bachelor Party Creampie

Hi there, my name is Tina and I’m writing this episode down at the request of my husband, Rob. You see, I recently had an amazingly hot sexual episode (one of many, actually) and Rob got so turned on by it he wanted me to share the details with the world. So, for what it’s worth, here we go!

First, let me tell you a little about myself. I’m 32 years old, and I’ve been married to Rob for 8 years. We enjoy a very hot and active sex life, and we are into swinging with other couples. I’m 5’ 8” tall, 120 lbs, with brunette hair. Rob & I both workout, and I also teach an aerobics class. Rob is always telling me how hot my body is, and he gets turned on when my tight ass draws looks in public.

Anyway, this particular adventure started with Cindy, a young girl who is in my advanced aerobics class. She’s petite, 21 years old and blonde. She’s never missed a class, and I have to say that when I’m teaching I find my eyes drawn to her all the time. I think she started to pick up on this, when she sees me checking her out she started giving me shy smiles. I thought it was cute, and I started to think it might be fun to have a three way with her and Rob.

One day after class, about 2 weeks ago, she approached me as I was stretching to loosen up after the lesson. Everyone else had left the studio; it was just the two of us. I was seated on the floor working a hamstring muscle and she asked if she could stretch with me, as she was feeling a little tight.

“Sure,” I replied. She was wearing a pair of cotton shorts and a crop top, and her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat. I couldn’t help wondering how it would taste if I ran my tongue all over her body. I could see that the crotch of her shorts were particularly sweaty, and I had to push the thought of burying my face in there out of my head, otherwise I’d be heading to the showers to rub myself off.

She lay down on the mat, and asked “Can you just stretch one leg at a time for me?” I took her leg by the ankle as she lay on her back, and gently pushed it up and back. Looking down I could see her pussy lips outlined through her thin shorts, this girl didn’t like wearing panties when she worked out, another plus!

I released her leg and took the other one, stretching it the same way. “Oh, that feels so good,” she said, “almost as good as sex. Too bad my boyfriend is out of town, he always likes to get some when I come home from aerobics,”

Hmm, I thought, This is definitely starting to look like an opportunity. I said, “You’re really tight, let me just massage your hamstring a little while it’s in the stretched position.” I held her ankle with one hand and kneaded down the back of her leg with the other, all the way to her ass. Then I “accidentally” brushed her pussy as I continued massaging.

She moaned and said “That feels so good, I think I pulled a muscle in my butt, can you please work on that?”

I didn’t need a second invitation, I let go of her leg and she rolled over. I started at her hips, and gave a vigorous massage, running my hands over the thin shorts and down between her legs. “Spread your legs a little so I can work on your upper thighs,” I suggested. She obliged, and as I touched her I could see that her crotch was looking a lot wetter than it did before.
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Poker Game

A few buddies of mine from work love to get together every so often to play poker. We try to play whenever given the chance, and there are several of us at work who love to play. We are all mainly in our forties and fifties, and our games are all in good nature. It had been a few months since we last played, and Chris and myself tried to gather up a few others to play. We decided to play at my house the following Saturday night.

That morning I went out and picked up a few items from the store. I got the typical necessities like beer and chips, and when I returned home I got a call from Chris. He told me that Steve and Dave wouldn’t be able to make it, but that he got a buddy of his, and a coworker of his to play. I told him I was ok with that, and anyway I had already bought several times for that night.

That night Chris and the other two guys came over. Mike was around our age, and seemed like a very likable guy. His buddy Jason was quite a bit younger, and couldn’t had been more than twenty five or so. He was a bit on the conceded side, and he talked about how he was going to take all of our money from us. I tried initially to drown him out, but after several minutes I become extremely annoyed by him. I couldn’t wait to kick his ass, and show him who the best was at poker.

We had played almost an hour, and Jason was a bit better than I had originally thought. He had taken me on two good hands, and I fell for his bluff on both occasions. I was down quite a bit now, and he sat across from me bragging how many chips he had in front of him. This just infuriated me that much more, and I was more determined than ever to put this young prick in his place. I wasn’t about to let him beat me like this, and I couldn’t wait to win back some of the money had had taken from me already.

Over the next hour I began to get hot. I had won back some of my money I had lost to Jason, and he suddenly had finally shut up how good he was. He then began to make excuses how he had let me win. That just incited me that much more, and the game began to get extremely personal for me from that point on.

It was shortly after that when my wife Jen had strolled out into the kitchen for something. She had stopped to say something to Chris, and I could see young Jason salivating over her. I watched as Jen made eye contact with him. I could tell Jason was undressing her with his eyes, and Jen gave him a brief smile before strolling back into the living room. Jen stood 5’5 and around 140 pounds or so. She was a year younger than me, but didn’t look a day over forty. She had nice big tits to go along with a beautiful curved ass, and young Jason was getting his jollies off just watching her.

We had played for another hour or so when Chris said he had to go. I had won back almost three quarters what I had lost, and I felt good about doing that. Chris was just about to get up from the table when Jason said, “How about one more game!”

Chris looked over at me and I said, “I am fine with that.”

This would give me one last chance to show this young prick something before he leaves. Chris dealt out the cards, and to my excitement had dealt me three tens. I now had that young prick on the ropes as he threw away three of his own cards. Chris and his buddy immediately dropped out of the hand just leaving Jason and myself. He then said he was all in, and pushed his whole pile of chips to the middle of the table. He knew I couldn’t match his bet, and Chris immediately piped out that there was a limit on much you could bet.

Jason gave me a stern look and said, “Are you in or not?”

I wanted to beat him so badly now, and I began to offer him a few material things I had laying around the house to cover my bet. He didn’t want any of what I had to offer, and then suddenly surprised all of us when he said, “What about putting up that lovely wife of yours?

I knew he was bluffing me at that point, and I thought about for a good few seconds. I finally said to him, “You’re on!”

Chris piped up, “Are you sure you want to do that? It is only a poker game!”

I sat there for a few seconds staring down at my hand. I then said to him, “Let’s play!”

Chris and his buddy stood there with a shocked look on their faces. I sat there nervously as Jason said to me, “Let’s see what you got!”
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The Big Game

You saunter through the room and hand me my 3rd beer. I have a nice buzz on as I stare up into your eyes, ‘Thanks babe,’ I say as I take it and set it next to me. You are wearing a dangerously short black skirt, and a tight red spaghetti strap top. Your nipples are hard and poking out for all to see. You don’t care, you like showing them off.

‘No problem, sweetie,’ you say as you turn and head back to the kitchen. My eyes aren’t the only ones watching as you disappear.

‘You are one lucky guy, Dustin,’ a friend says.

‘Fuck yeah,’ says another. Smiling broadly at the compliments. Maybe it’s the beer, but I drop a bombshell and say,

‘And she’s not wearing any underwear.’ The room explodes, the guys hooting and hollering. You run back into the room. We all quiet down.

Andy says, ‘Uhh, the Redskins just sacked the quarterback.’ And with that you head back to the kitchen. Then he turns to me and in a whisper, ‘You’re fucking with us.’ All the guys lean forward to hear my answer.

‘Nope. I told her no underwear and she’s not wearing any.’ The guys shake their heads. I notice Dave and Jim adjusting their pants. I think their getting erections, but I’m not about to ask. I take another swig of beer. ‘She loves not wearing underwear. Gets her hot. She fucks like an animal when she’s gone a day without wearing them.’ The guys all take a long drink of beer.

‘No fucking way. You’re lying,’ says Derek.

‘Watch,’ I reply. I call to you and you strut in.

‘You called lover?’ you ask. I motion you over to me. You bend down and I grab you and pull you forward. Bending at the knees I lock my lips on your. My tongue slips into your mouth. You struggle a bit, then kiss me fully. While we are kissing I pull up the bottom of your skirt, without you realizing it. I let go of you.

‘That’s all I wanted.’

‘Are you sure?’ you ask in a sultry, thrusting a hip in my direction. Laughing I pat your bottom as I send you away. When you’re gone I turn to Andy.

‘Well?’

‘You weren’t lying,’ he says, then adds, ‘Dudes she’s totally shaved.’ The hooting begins again, but this time you don’t come into the room. I sit back to watch the game. As I take another pull from the bottle, Jim gets up and leaves.
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Cindy Loosens Up

My wife and I met in high school. I was a football stud and a party animal. She was an honors student and painfully shy. I actually approached her because I felt sorry for her at some party that her friends had dragged her to. She just stood in a corner and looking down at the floor. I walked up and started a conversation. It did not take long to realize how beautiful and sweet she was. I gave up my hound dog ways and decided that I had found what I had been searching for all along.

Our relationship was very innocent at first. She was completely inexperienced so I was gentle and patient with her. She did not have a clue as to her beauty. The first time I saw her without her clothes it took my breath away. She is blonde and petite with a very tight body. Her breasts were the perfect fit for my hands. They are quite firm and so responsive that her nipples get hard from just a kiss on her lips. Her blue eyes are so deep that they seem to engulf me. Six years later I still cannot get enough of kissing her.

Like I said she was shy. She had only been kissed once before me. I, on the other hand, had spread my oats both far and wide. It took a month before I made it inside her bra, three months before she would touch my dick with her hand, and three weeks after that before I touched her perfect pussy.

We did not have sex until we were married.

Two years after our first date!

I had an unbelievable set of blue balls. I just have to say thank god for porn! On our wedding night we had the clumsiest sex of my life. I did not come and she bled all over our wedding bed. Not one for the memory book.

As time went on we got better. After several months of missionary I introduced a new position, she was hesitant at first but soon learned to enjoy being on top. Getting her to blow me was a chore. She never let me cum in her mouth.

Good thing I loved her so much. In every other way she was perfect. She was a wonderful cook and fastidiously clean. She loved the same movies I did. Laughed at my jokes. And loved me completely. I never even contemplated cheating on her. But I did buy more porn.

I became somewhat of a regular at the local adult video store. I even befriended one of the clerks. He was a large black guy name of Roscoe. He was far more articulate and educated then I would have expected for a guy working in that business. He was an easy guy to talk to and I often found myself laughing out loud at the stories he told of some of the odder patrons. He also titillated me with stories of some of the women that occasionally showed up.
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