MEN REALLY AREN'T STUPID By Slirpuff
It use to be that when you heard the phrase, ?cheating spouse,? it was always the low life husband cheating on his wife with some blonde bimbo. However, that's no longer the case.
It seems to have started in the 80's, with the women's lib movement, women cheated on their husbands as much as men had done in the past; a sorry state of affairs isn't it.
Now, with the divorce rate at almost 50%, it's not if, more so when, one of the spouses will stray. Which brings me to where I am today; I'm almost sure my wife of 15 years, Ann, is cheating on me but with whom I'm not sure.
The cheating spouses always think they'll never get caught They're so careful not to do anything out of the ordinary or make any drastic changes, however, Ann never realized that after 15 years, I knew her like a book. I knew her likes and dislikes, her work schedule and most of all, the way she feels in bed.
I could pick Ann out of a group of women blindfolded by just the way she smelled and tasted. Every woman's pussy tastes a little different and since she likes me to go down on her, as much as possible, you get the picture.
My name is Chris, I'm 38 and Ann is 36. We met through our college friends and to make a long story short, dated a year and half and got married. By the time I proposed to Ann I thought I knew her better than any girl I'd ever known. We had a few differences, but on the things that meant the most to us, we saw eye to eye.
I can't say we didn't have problems, because we had some great drag out arguments but we always made sure that we resolved the issues before we went to bed or at least by the next morning.
Sex was never an issue. We both had high sex drives and though I wasn't Ann's first, far from it, and we made sure that we were both satisfied before we quit for the night. When we first got married there were many a weekend we never even left the bedroom unless it was to shower or get something to eat. Ann was willing to try anything as long as it didn't involve pain, which neither of us were into.
After our fourth anniversary, Ann ended up pregnant some how. Even though she was on the pill, Danny joined the ****** with Jill arriving just two years later. Two was all children we wanted, so being the man, I got a vasectomy so we could fuck to our hearts content without fear of Ann getting pregnant again.
Sex after that went from 4 to 5 times a week down to 3 times, because of the kids, with Saturday being our ?wild? night.
At our 10th year, we added porn to our Saturday night sessions and two years later, there was, dress up and fantasy nights. We would rotate weeks and sometimes it got more than a little crazy, like the time Jill got up in the night and walked into our room.
Ann was dressed up like a hooker and me her john. We told her we were trying on our Halloween costumes on and put her back to bed. I guess kids will believe almost anything at that age, luckily we hadn't gone too far before she walked in. After the, the bedroom door was locked at night.
We were the perfect matched couple. Ann was about 5?7?, about 125 pounds, long brown hair and a tight 36-22-34 inch body. I am 5?10?, about 185 and rock solid, because I work out 4 times a week.
We both enjoy oral very much and 69 is one of our favorite positions. With me on the bottom, Ann could suck my 6? dick perfectly while I ate her pussy and ass until she came. Ann gets very vocal when making love, and more than once through the years, she's climaxed with my dick in her mouth, clamped down with her teeth on my cock, and almost drew blood.
Me, I've got great staying power, especially while I'm eating Ann. I'm thinking more about what I'm doing to her than what she's doing to me. In this way, when she starts cumming, I can flip her over and slam my dick into her already wet pussy.
Her only hang up has been anal sex. Fingers, tongues and even an occasional vibrator were acceptable, but there was to be no ass fucking. Her only excuse was that, 'she just didn't find it sexual and didn't like the way it felt? so there was to be none of that.
Ann however had no problem reaming me or inserting a finger up my ass while she blew me though. After many attempts and a few arguments I relented and gave up, much to my dismay.
I noticed the first change about 6 months ago. The kids were in bed and we'd settled down for the night. I'd gotten us each a glass of wine and Ann had lit candles in our bedroom. As we kissed, sipped on the wine, and she dropped a DVD in the player.
There was no lead in, and it went straight into a stacked blonde giving a well-hung black guy a blowjob. Shit, the guy had to be 10? long and as big around as my wrist. Try as she might, the girl on the tape could only suck on the head and lick him up and down the sides.
I could see Ann was getting aroused so I moved closer and started rubbing her pussy. I moved her little thong bottom to the side and started rubbing her clit as she starred at the screen. In less than 5 minutes Ann was sopping wet as I played with her clit and fucked her with two fingers.
The girl on the tape had stopped giving the guy a blowjob, and with him on his back, she straddled him and started making that monster disappear into her cunt. I was amazed, as well as Ann, that that girl could take in that dick with such ease; it probably wasn't the first time she'd had him but it looked hot just the same as she rode him.
Ann literally ripped her thong off and swallowed my dick, working at a feverous pace to get me hard, which didn't take long at all. She mounted me cowgirl style, as she couldn't take her eyes off the screen.
She raised and lowered herself on my dick all the while fingering her clit. Looking at that beautiful ass in front of me raising and lowering on my dick, I lubed up my middle finger with her pussy juices and on her next down stroke, I eased it into her ass.
At this point Ann started slamming and grinding her pussy onto my dick as I fingered her ass. She was hotter than I'd seen her in years as she was moaning and telling me to fuck her harder with my big black dick.
Not to disappoint my lady, when she'd move down on my dick, I'd slam it as hard as I could up almost lifting her off my lap. At this pace I knew I wasn't going to last long. In less than 10 minutes I erupted, holding onto Ann's hips as I shot load after load into her pussy.
Ann wasn't done yet though. ?Eat me, shove your tongue into me, and pinch my clit? she called out as I flipped her over. I would normally be gentle but that wasn't what she wanted at this moment. I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, pushed my thumb into her ass and nearly rubbed her clit off before she started screaming and climaxed beneath me.
I didn't think she'd ever stop quivering and climaxing as I finally removed my thumb and let her come down. As she lie there, almost motionless, she opened up her eyes, grabbed me and drove her tongue halfway down my throat.
?That was the most intense climax I've had in years, god I needed that? she said almost out of breath.
?Shit Ann, I thought the neighbors were going to be banging on the doors, thinking I was killing you?, I said with a laugh.
?That is the type of killing I can live with every night? she said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around me.
The girl on the tape finished just after we did, but she went on for seconds and thirds when two other black guys just happened to show up. She must have been one stretched out motherfucker by the time the guys were done with her.
The next morning Ann was in a great mood as she cooked breakfast. She greeted me with a long French kiss, squeezed my ass and called me her stud with a smile. It sure made my morning and afternoon knowing I'd taken my wife to the top of the mountain. But Ann changed after that night, not a lot, but just enough that I knew something was different.
We started to watch a lot more ?black? porn and Ann over the next few months became more demanding and vocal. Then it stopped all together. No more porn of any kind and she became the Ann of old but it wasn't the same; something was different but I couldn't put my finger on it.
Our life with the kids was normal and there was the occasional drinks with the girls after work but our love life had somehow cooled off. We still fucked three times a week, but our Saturday night sessions became more vanilla and last Saturday she complained of a headache so we skipped it for the first time in four years.
I asked the normal, stupid husband questions; are you feeling ok, anything bothering you or was work more stressful? Ann just said she seemed to be tired a lot because she wasn't sleeping well. I told her to see a doctor and she said she would if it didn't change.
Looking back, I really was stupid but I never thought in my wildest dreams that Ann would be fucking around on me, but she was.
Ann started working over sometimes twice a week and her ?after work drink? sessions stretched from one hour to almost 2 ? at times. We kissed and hugged but she no longer initiated sex with me. Just to see how far it'd gone down hill, one week I waited her to make every move, from kissing to sex in the bedroom.
There was the casual kiss goodnight and the one when we left for work in the morning, but nothing else including our Saturday fuck session; I was pissed.
Keith, my buddy at work, noticed my mood change and at lunch Tuesday he told me to, 'spill it, what the fucks wrong with you and don't tell me there's nothing wrong because I know you? he told him.
I relented and gave him the short version as he sat there drinking his coffee. ?Don't take this the wrong way, but have you ever thought that Ann's fucking around on you,? he said waiting for the explosion.
?Ann would never do that, we're just in a dry spell? he replied, but neither of them believed it.
?A friend who's a P.I. once told me, if your getting too much sex or none at all, something's wrong, and it sounds like your getting none.? Keith told him. ?I'm not saying she is, but I'd sure as hell want to know if it was my wife,? he said leaning over so the other tables couldn't hear.
Keith thought for a moment and handed him a business card he'd pulled out of his wallet, ?it won't cost anything to call him and ask a few questions; Chris make sure you mention my name.?
Chris looked at the card and told Keith he'd think about it. About 3:00 he picked up the phone and called the number and made an appointment for that very afternoon.
?So you know Keith,? the man asked as he shook Chris's hand and welcomed him into his office. ?What can I do for you?? he asked.
Chris started slow, ?I think my wife Ann maybe be cheating on me? he told him. ?She started to change a couple of months ago for no apparent reason and our sex life has gone down hill,? he explained. ?It maybe nothing, but the not knowing is killing me? he told him.
Bob looked at Chris; he'd seen it a hundred times before, a nice guy being fucked over by his loving wife. ?Chris, it isn't cheap what your asking.? ?My usual fee is approx. $2500.00 but I'm very good at what I do and you'll at least know one way or another? he told him.
For the next two hours, Chris gave Bob all the information about Ann, addresses, phone numbers, places she and her friends went after work and permission to tap his phone line and set up video cameras in his house.
?Don't worry, if there's anything going on, I'll find it,? he told Chris. ?But, whatever you do, don't change anything.? ?You need to keep your life as normal as possible so Ann doesn't suspect anything? he warned him. With that, Chris made the long ride home.
Ann was already there making dinner when he walked through the door. He gave her a peck on the cheek and headed to the bedroom to change. That night, like the last few, were uneventful; no sex again. The last time Chris looked at the clock was 2:30 am before his alarm woke him at 6:00.
By noon, Bob had finished at the house and had gone to Ann's work, and with their spare key had put a mini microphone under the front seat. He called Chris to tell him every thing was set and then waited for something to happen.
Ann went out to lunch with a group of about four people, two drove in her car and two in another. Most of the conversations were about work and what was happening in the world. He took a few pictures of the others. On the way back from the restaurant it was just Ann and a tall black man.
?Are you stopping after work tonight?? he asked her.
?Just for one tonight, I didn't get home until almost 8:00 last week and Chris was pissed? she told him.
?You had fun didn't you?? he said with a little laugh. ?Well at least you appeared to be, you were so fucking loud, I thought someone was going to stop and look in the windows to see what the fuck we were doing? he told her.
?I like doing it in a bed much more than in the back seat of your car, there's no room to stretch out? she told him. ?But after this weekend, we've got to end this.? ?Chris is getting the short end of the stick and I don't want this to fuck up my marriage.?
?Ann, after last week, he probably couldn't even feel the inside walls of your cunt with his little pecker? he said laughing out loud. ?How can you think of going back to a diet of a 6? wiener when you can have my big 11? candy cane? he asked.
?It's been a lot of fun, but I don't want to fuck up my marriage and I don't think your wife would appreciate you servicing the women at work, so after this weekend it ends,? Ann told him.
When they arrived back at the office, Bob took a few more shots and after they went into the building, he followed them in.
?Isn't that Peter Thomas who just walked in with that brown hair women?? he asked the receptionist. ?No, I'm sorry, that was Rick Benton and Ann is assistant? she replied.
?It sure looked like Pete,? he told her as he walked out. ?Well at least we now know Ann is cheating and with whom?, Bob said to himself. He made a few notes and called Chris to fill him in on the details.
Chris was crushed as he listened to Bob spill out what he'd heard. ?They're planning to make a final weekend of it, and I think it's this weekend,? he told Chris. ?I'll follow Ann tonight and see if I can get anymore information for you; I'm really sorry Chris? Bob told him.
Chris shut his office door and called the law office his company had used for the last 6 months. Chris explained his dilemma and said he wanted them to prepare divorce papers and that he send them the evidence as soon as he could. This was Wednesday night, Ann's night out with the girls so he and the kids were on their own for tonight.
Chris made the list, change bank accounts, IRA's, life insurance, change the locks, talk to boss about time off; ?well that's a start? he thought to himself. ?Fuck what's the matter with you?? he finally said to himself. ?You should be screaming at the top of your fucking lungs and getting ready to kill them both? he thought slamming his fist on his desk. ?They're going to pay, they both going to fucking pay for this.?
Ann and dick head both worked for a publically owned company and thus had to sign a morality agreement, which didn't include a boss and his assistant cheating on their spouses. It didn't take long to formulate a plan to take everyone down.
Ann and Rick were playing around under the table as they sat with everyone at the bar nursing their drinks. ?After this one, I've got to head out Ann told the others? as they called her a whipped wife.
?I'm done too Rick added, remember we've got a big day tomorrow so I don't want any of you calling in sick tomorrow? he warned as he and Ann walked out together.
Once outside, Rick pulled Ann into his arms and kissed her. ?Rick, not here, someone will see us,? she told him.
?Well then, come into my car for a minute? he almost pleaded with her.
?Just for a minute, I've got to get home on time tonight? she told him as they got into his back seat.
Bob was flashing pictures as soon as they walked out the door. Even though it was getting dark, Rick had pulled under the parking lot lights so with a zoom lens and 1600 speed setting on his camera he could still get the shots he needed.
At first there was just a lot of kissing and such. Then he noticed Rick push Ann's head onto his lap. ? Fuck, the bitch is giving him a blowjob? he said as he snapped away. This went on for about 10 minutes until Ann's head surfaced from his lap. There were a few more kisses as both exited from the back seat.
Ann adjusted her dress and Rick his pants, he gave her a peck on the lips as she headed back to her car. Bob called Chris on his cell phone told him what he'd seen and taken pictures of. ?Thanks for calling? he told Bob, ?I might have kissed her when she came home? Chris told him. ?Down load the pictures and send them to my work e-mail so I can get them to the attorney tomorrow.?
Ann came home all chipper and tried to kiss Chris. ?Don't, I think I'm coming down with something and I don't want you to get it? as he hugged her. Chris could smell a man's cologne on Ann as he released her. ?Foods on the table so let's eat? he said calling the kids.
The kids were talking about friends and schools when Ann piped in that she was invited to a weekend seminar starting Friday afternoon. ?This is the first one I've ever been invited to? she said beaming. ?I'll be gone Friday all day but will be back Sunday morning? she told Chris.
No problem honey, I'll take the kids to my parents and make a weekend of it? he told her with a smile.
Ann was frisky and wanted to fool around but the thought of it made my stomach turn. Chris let her cuddle for a few minutes and then rolled over to fake sleep. Fucking bitch, no remorse or anything, payback is a pitch he said to himself.
The next two days were a bitch. I still told her I wasn't feeling too well and she bought it. ?You better be well by Sunday, because I'm going to fuck your eyes out? she told him as she kissed him on the forehead as she walked out the door.
Chris had arranged for a weeks vacation and all accounts would be changed effective Monday am so Ann could start off the week with no credit cards, no home and no ******; 'sounds about right to me? Chris told himself.
The kids loved being at my parents because they spoiled them rotten. ?I need you to take care of the kids until Thursday? Chris told his parents. ?Ann and I are having problems and I need to get them resolved,? he told the. They wanted details and were so sorry but would do what they could to help us. Chris told the kids to be good and left.
Bob had tracked down Rick's address and found out he was married and had one kid. As Chris got out of the car and rang the bell he was more than a little anxious. A tall black woman answered the door, ?can I help you?? she asked.
?Beth isn't it?? he asked as she nodded. ?My wife Ann works for your husband and I think their having an affair? he told her. ?Can I come in??
Beth stood there stunned with her mouth wide open. ?Maybe we should talk inside?? he told her as he moved into the doorway.
?There has to be some mistake, Rick would never do this to me? Beth replied. ?He's at a seminar at the Holiday Inn this weekend with his team? she told Chris.
?His team this weekend consists of Ann, my wife, and him? he told Beth. ?If you don't believe me, you can come with me later tonight and confront them with me.? ?I have someone following them and after he gets the pictures I need, I plan on wrecking their weekend retreat,? he told Beth as she started to steam.
?If that bastard is fucking around on me with some whore, I'll have his nuts among other things? she fumed. Realizing what she just said she was going to apologize to Chris.
?No need, if it's true, Ann is nothing but a common whore? he told her. ?I just can't believe she'd give up her ****** and throw away a good marriage for a strange piece of ass,? he told Beth.
?Well what do we do now?? Beth asked Rick as she watched her little girl come into the living room. ?Excuse me Chris, I need to get someone to watch my little girl before we leave,? she told him.
After that, Beth offered Chris a beer and they started talking waiting for Bob to get back to them. Chris told Beth why he'd hired Bob and what he'd found out so far. Beth was still in shock; she told him there were no tell tale signs with Rick. ?He's always been the attentive husband and a great father; I still can't believe it? she said out loud.
I was thinking it had all gone bust when Bob rang my cell phone. ?There in room #210, I've got the connecting room #212.? ?I got there early and while they were at dinner, I bugged their room.? ?I'm sorry to say there at it hot and heavy right now and looks like they're in for the night,? he told Chris.
?We're leaving now and should be there in about a half hour.? ?I'm bringing Rick's wife with me, so please meet me downstairs? he instructed Bob.
It was a long quiet ride to the hotel, neither one of us had anything to say. All Beth was doing was clenching her fists and twisting around her wedding rings. Bob met them downstairs and took them up to his room.
?I got the manager to open the door between the rooms telling him there was going to be a big birthday surprise party for Ann,? he told the two. He cautioned us both that he'd be taking additional pictures and not to get physical in any way? looking directly at Beth.
?Don't worry, if he's doing what I think he's doing, I'm done with him? she said almost spitting the words out. Bob turned out our lights and opened the door.
It took a few minutes for our eyes to adjust; thank god they had one of the bedside lights still on. As we walked into the bedroom we could see Ann on all fours with Rick behind her pounding away at her pussy.
?Fuck me harder, oh god that feels so good? Ann screamed as Rick drove into her.
As I started to clap, Bob began taking the final pictures. ?Bravo, bravo? I screamed as they both turned around in horror. ?Smile for the camera? I told them as Bob snapped away and Beth went ballistic.
?You fucking asshole, you're going to pay for doing this to me god damm it? Beth screamed as Bob held her back. ?Don't even think about coming home, my brothers will kick your ass if you even think of contacting me? she continued. ?I hope you enjoyed that whore, because by the time I'm done with you I'll have your nuts bronzed and mounted on my fire place mantel? she said stomping back into our room.
Ann tried to say something but I just held up my hand and told her,? don't.? ?There's nothing you can say that will explain what the two of you have been up to.? ?I thought I knew you, but I guess I was wrong,? I told her as I walked back into our room to get Beth.
I dropped off Beth and told her I would send over the tapes and pictures in the next day or two. ?I'm sorry we had to meet in this way but I figured you deserved to know what was going on, no matter how much it hurt.? ?If there's anything I can do for you just call? as he gave her his card with both his cell and business phone numbers.
I went home, packed up all of Ann's clothes in trash bags and headed over to her parent's house. If I said they were shocked it would be an under statement. I told them I didn't want to talk to her and told them my lawyer would be sending over papers next week. Her *** helped me unload her stuff in the garage, shook my hand, told me how sorry he was and I left.
I was ***** most of the weekend but sobered up enough Sunday to call my parents and tell them what happened. I told them not to say anything to the kids for now and that I'd see them Thursday afternoon. Then I went back to drowning my sorrows.
Monday everything was in the lawyer's hands and he told me it would take two days to process the papers. I told him that I wanted to go after the company Rick and Ann worked at for alienation of affection and not enforcing the moral clause in their contracts. I wanted to bring them both down into the gutter where they belonged.
As promised, they were both served on Thursday morning along with the H.R. dept of the company they worked for. It took about two weeks to hash out a settlement but in the end we both were happy. I will receive a six-figure settlement and both Rick and Ann were terminated and not given letters of recommendation.
Ann tried desperately to reach me by phone, e-mail and at work; and I dodged them all. It wasn't until Friday of the following week did I agree to meet with her because I was informed she was going to fight it.
I met Ann at a small restaurant near the house. She looked a little rough but at this point I really didn't care anymore. I was already at the table and didn't even stand when she strolled up. I motioned for her to sit across from me and we ordered drinks.
?Chris, I don't want I divorce and I know you still love me,? she said almost sobbing. ?I know we can work through this, think what a divorce will do to the kids,? she continued.
I was hot but made sure I held my temper because I knew the owner and didn't want to create a scene. ?A little late for that isn't it Ann.? ?I find you shacking up, for who knows how long and you want to come back home like nothings happened; I don't think so? he told her. ?Why don't you and Rick move in together since you think so highly of his big candy cane dick? he almost spit out.
?I haven't seen him since that night and his wife has already kicked him out and served him with papers.?
?Well, that breaks my fucking heart you know that? Chris almost laughed. ?Well I guess what we have here are two cheating spouses tossed to the curb, what I don't understand, is why?? ?Ann, we had it all, why the fuck did you throw it all away?? ?Did you think I was so fucking stupid that I wouldn't notice any changes?? he almost shouted.
Ann just looked at the table, not daring to look Chris in the eye. ?It was suppose to be just one time,? she told him. ?Rick had been coming on to me and showing me all this attention and it went to my head.? ?One night after work at the club I asked him if all the stories about black men were true, that they were hung like horses.? ?He just laughed, took my hand and put it on his cock under the table.? ?He rubbed his cock with my hand until it started to get hard.? ?He had the largest cock I'd ever felt and when we left, we went into the back seat of his car.?
?He took it out and I rubbed it until he was over 10? long and thick.? ?He wanted me to give him a blowjob but I refused but I did jack him off that night? she told him. ?After that we kept going further and further until one night after way too many drinks, we did it.? ?He was so fucking big I didn't think he'd fit, but after a while, he was all the way in.? ?He never shot his load in me, I always had him pull out? she explained. ?We did it twice more before the night you caught us,? she sobbed.
?You think it makes it alright that he didn't fill you up?? Chris said loudly catching himself. ?You never should have been fucking him in the first place.? ?You make me sick Ann, if you wanted to fantasize we may have worked out something but giving your husband sloppy seconds, well I'm not that type of guy I guess.?
?Is there no hope for us Chris, I can make it up to you, I'll do anything to win you back? Ann said crying. ?I just miss you and kids so much.?
Ann there's no way I can take you back, I'd just drive myself nuts wondering where you were, who you were with and when you'd start cheating again.? ?I'll buy you out of the house, less the P.I's fee, and you can see the kids when ever you want within reason.?
Chris got up, threw a $50 down on the table and told Ann, ?I hope it was worth it? and walked out.
Ann stopped fighting it but it still took almost 9 months to be finalized. She sees the kids every week and I'm still on good terms with her parents. She keeps telling the kids that maybe some day I'll take her back but there isn't a chance in hell of that ever happening; but let her keep trying. One night, when she dropped off the kids, I was fucking ***** feeling sorry for myself. The next thing I remember was waking up naked with her in my bed. After that I made sure not to drink when Ann was around.
I haven't started dating yet, because I've got a lot of trust issues to work through, but I can't beat off forever. The single ladies at work are giving me the ?poor Chris? looks, so I should get a little tail soon and if not, I can still fuck Ann, but that's a whole nother story.
It use to be that when you heard the phrase, ?cheating spouse,? it was always the low life husband cheating on his wife with some blonde bimbo. However, that's no longer the case.
It seems to have started in the 80's, with the women's lib movement, women cheated on their husbands as much as men had done in the past; a sorry state of affairs isn't it.
Now, with the divorce rate at almost 50%, it's not if, more so when, one of the spouses will stray. Which brings me to where I am today; I'm almost sure my wife of 15 years, Ann, is cheating on me but with whom I'm not sure.
The cheating spouses always think they'll never get caught They're so careful not to do anything out of the ordinary or make any drastic changes, however, Ann never realized that after 15 years, I knew her like a book. I knew her likes and dislikes, her work schedule and most of all, the way she feels in bed.
I could pick Ann out of a group of women blindfolded by just the way she smelled and tasted. Every woman's pussy tastes a little different and since she likes me to go down on her, as much as possible, you get the picture.
My name is Chris, I'm 38 and Ann is 36. We met through our college friends and to make a long story short, dated a year and half and got married. By the time I proposed to Ann I thought I knew her better than any girl I'd ever known. We had a few differences, but on the things that meant the most to us, we saw eye to eye.
I can't say we didn't have problems, because we had some great drag out arguments but we always made sure that we resolved the issues before we went to bed or at least by the next morning.
Sex was never an issue. We both had high sex drives and though I wasn't Ann's first, far from it, and we made sure that we were both satisfied before we quit for the night. When we first got married there were many a weekend we never even left the bedroom unless it was to shower or get something to eat. Ann was willing to try anything as long as it didn't involve pain, which neither of us were into.
After our fourth anniversary, Ann ended up pregnant some how. Even though she was on the pill, Danny joined the ****** with Jill arriving just two years later. Two was all children we wanted, so being the man, I got a vasectomy so we could fuck to our hearts content without fear of Ann getting pregnant again.
Sex after that went from 4 to 5 times a week down to 3 times, because of the kids, with Saturday being our ?wild? night.
At our 10th year, we added porn to our Saturday night sessions and two years later, there was, dress up and fantasy nights. We would rotate weeks and sometimes it got more than a little crazy, like the time Jill got up in the night and walked into our room.
Ann was dressed up like a hooker and me her john. We told her we were trying on our Halloween costumes on and put her back to bed. I guess kids will believe almost anything at that age, luckily we hadn't gone too far before she walked in. After the, the bedroom door was locked at night.
We were the perfect matched couple. Ann was about 5?7?, about 125 pounds, long brown hair and a tight 36-22-34 inch body. I am 5?10?, about 185 and rock solid, because I work out 4 times a week.
We both enjoy oral very much and 69 is one of our favorite positions. With me on the bottom, Ann could suck my 6? dick perfectly while I ate her pussy and ass until she came. Ann gets very vocal when making love, and more than once through the years, she's climaxed with my dick in her mouth, clamped down with her teeth on my cock, and almost drew blood.
Me, I've got great staying power, especially while I'm eating Ann. I'm thinking more about what I'm doing to her than what she's doing to me. In this way, when she starts cumming, I can flip her over and slam my dick into her already wet pussy.
Her only hang up has been anal sex. Fingers, tongues and even an occasional vibrator were acceptable, but there was to be no ass fucking. Her only excuse was that, 'she just didn't find it sexual and didn't like the way it felt? so there was to be none of that.
Ann however had no problem reaming me or inserting a finger up my ass while she blew me though. After many attempts and a few arguments I relented and gave up, much to my dismay.
I noticed the first change about 6 months ago. The kids were in bed and we'd settled down for the night. I'd gotten us each a glass of wine and Ann had lit candles in our bedroom. As we kissed, sipped on the wine, and she dropped a DVD in the player.
There was no lead in, and it went straight into a stacked blonde giving a well-hung black guy a blowjob. Shit, the guy had to be 10? long and as big around as my wrist. Try as she might, the girl on the tape could only suck on the head and lick him up and down the sides.
I could see Ann was getting aroused so I moved closer and started rubbing her pussy. I moved her little thong bottom to the side and started rubbing her clit as she starred at the screen. In less than 5 minutes Ann was sopping wet as I played with her clit and fucked her with two fingers.
The girl on the tape had stopped giving the guy a blowjob, and with him on his back, she straddled him and started making that monster disappear into her cunt. I was amazed, as well as Ann, that that girl could take in that dick with such ease; it probably wasn't the first time she'd had him but it looked hot just the same as she rode him.
Ann literally ripped her thong off and swallowed my dick, working at a feverous pace to get me hard, which didn't take long at all. She mounted me cowgirl style, as she couldn't take her eyes off the screen.
She raised and lowered herself on my dick all the while fingering her clit. Looking at that beautiful ass in front of me raising and lowering on my dick, I lubed up my middle finger with her pussy juices and on her next down stroke, I eased it into her ass.
At this point Ann started slamming and grinding her pussy onto my dick as I fingered her ass. She was hotter than I'd seen her in years as she was moaning and telling me to fuck her harder with my big black dick.
Not to disappoint my lady, when she'd move down on my dick, I'd slam it as hard as I could up almost lifting her off my lap. At this pace I knew I wasn't going to last long. In less than 10 minutes I erupted, holding onto Ann's hips as I shot load after load into her pussy.
Ann wasn't done yet though. ?Eat me, shove your tongue into me, and pinch my clit? she called out as I flipped her over. I would normally be gentle but that wasn't what she wanted at this moment. I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, pushed my thumb into her ass and nearly rubbed her clit off before she started screaming and climaxed beneath me.
I didn't think she'd ever stop quivering and climaxing as I finally removed my thumb and let her come down. As she lie there, almost motionless, she opened up her eyes, grabbed me and drove her tongue halfway down my throat.
?That was the most intense climax I've had in years, god I needed that? she said almost out of breath.
?Shit Ann, I thought the neighbors were going to be banging on the doors, thinking I was killing you?, I said with a laugh.
?That is the type of killing I can live with every night? she said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around me.
The girl on the tape finished just after we did, but she went on for seconds and thirds when two other black guys just happened to show up. She must have been one stretched out motherfucker by the time the guys were done with her.
The next morning Ann was in a great mood as she cooked breakfast. She greeted me with a long French kiss, squeezed my ass and called me her stud with a smile. It sure made my morning and afternoon knowing I'd taken my wife to the top of the mountain. But Ann changed after that night, not a lot, but just enough that I knew something was different.
We started to watch a lot more ?black? porn and Ann over the next few months became more demanding and vocal. Then it stopped all together. No more porn of any kind and she became the Ann of old but it wasn't the same; something was different but I couldn't put my finger on it.
Our life with the kids was normal and there was the occasional drinks with the girls after work but our love life had somehow cooled off. We still fucked three times a week, but our Saturday night sessions became more vanilla and last Saturday she complained of a headache so we skipped it for the first time in four years.
I asked the normal, stupid husband questions; are you feeling ok, anything bothering you or was work more stressful? Ann just said she seemed to be tired a lot because she wasn't sleeping well. I told her to see a doctor and she said she would if it didn't change.
Looking back, I really was stupid but I never thought in my wildest dreams that Ann would be fucking around on me, but she was.
Ann started working over sometimes twice a week and her ?after work drink? sessions stretched from one hour to almost 2 ? at times. We kissed and hugged but she no longer initiated sex with me. Just to see how far it'd gone down hill, one week I waited her to make every move, from kissing to sex in the bedroom.
There was the casual kiss goodnight and the one when we left for work in the morning, but nothing else including our Saturday fuck session; I was pissed.
Keith, my buddy at work, noticed my mood change and at lunch Tuesday he told me to, 'spill it, what the fucks wrong with you and don't tell me there's nothing wrong because I know you? he told him.
I relented and gave him the short version as he sat there drinking his coffee. ?Don't take this the wrong way, but have you ever thought that Ann's fucking around on you,? he said waiting for the explosion.
?Ann would never do that, we're just in a dry spell? he replied, but neither of them believed it.
?A friend who's a P.I. once told me, if your getting too much sex or none at all, something's wrong, and it sounds like your getting none.? Keith told him. ?I'm not saying she is, but I'd sure as hell want to know if it was my wife,? he said leaning over so the other tables couldn't hear.
Keith thought for a moment and handed him a business card he'd pulled out of his wallet, ?it won't cost anything to call him and ask a few questions; Chris make sure you mention my name.?
Chris looked at the card and told Keith he'd think about it. About 3:00 he picked up the phone and called the number and made an appointment for that very afternoon.
?So you know Keith,? the man asked as he shook Chris's hand and welcomed him into his office. ?What can I do for you?? he asked.
Chris started slow, ?I think my wife Ann maybe be cheating on me? he told him. ?She started to change a couple of months ago for no apparent reason and our sex life has gone down hill,? he explained. ?It maybe nothing, but the not knowing is killing me? he told him.
Bob looked at Chris; he'd seen it a hundred times before, a nice guy being fucked over by his loving wife. ?Chris, it isn't cheap what your asking.? ?My usual fee is approx. $2500.00 but I'm very good at what I do and you'll at least know one way or another? he told him.
For the next two hours, Chris gave Bob all the information about Ann, addresses, phone numbers, places she and her friends went after work and permission to tap his phone line and set up video cameras in his house.
?Don't worry, if there's anything going on, I'll find it,? he told Chris. ?But, whatever you do, don't change anything.? ?You need to keep your life as normal as possible so Ann doesn't suspect anything? he warned him. With that, Chris made the long ride home.
Ann was already there making dinner when he walked through the door. He gave her a peck on the cheek and headed to the bedroom to change. That night, like the last few, were uneventful; no sex again. The last time Chris looked at the clock was 2:30 am before his alarm woke him at 6:00.
By noon, Bob had finished at the house and had gone to Ann's work, and with their spare key had put a mini microphone under the front seat. He called Chris to tell him every thing was set and then waited for something to happen.
Ann went out to lunch with a group of about four people, two drove in her car and two in another. Most of the conversations were about work and what was happening in the world. He took a few pictures of the others. On the way back from the restaurant it was just Ann and a tall black man.
?Are you stopping after work tonight?? he asked her.
?Just for one tonight, I didn't get home until almost 8:00 last week and Chris was pissed? she told him.
?You had fun didn't you?? he said with a little laugh. ?Well at least you appeared to be, you were so fucking loud, I thought someone was going to stop and look in the windows to see what the fuck we were doing? he told her.
?I like doing it in a bed much more than in the back seat of your car, there's no room to stretch out? she told him. ?But after this weekend, we've got to end this.? ?Chris is getting the short end of the stick and I don't want this to fuck up my marriage.?
?Ann, after last week, he probably couldn't even feel the inside walls of your cunt with his little pecker? he said laughing out loud. ?How can you think of going back to a diet of a 6? wiener when you can have my big 11? candy cane? he asked.
?It's been a lot of fun, but I don't want to fuck up my marriage and I don't think your wife would appreciate you servicing the women at work, so after this weekend it ends,? Ann told him.
When they arrived back at the office, Bob took a few more shots and after they went into the building, he followed them in.
?Isn't that Peter Thomas who just walked in with that brown hair women?? he asked the receptionist. ?No, I'm sorry, that was Rick Benton and Ann is assistant? she replied.
?It sure looked like Pete,? he told her as he walked out. ?Well at least we now know Ann is cheating and with whom?, Bob said to himself. He made a few notes and called Chris to fill him in on the details.
Chris was crushed as he listened to Bob spill out what he'd heard. ?They're planning to make a final weekend of it, and I think it's this weekend,? he told Chris. ?I'll follow Ann tonight and see if I can get anymore information for you; I'm really sorry Chris? Bob told him.
Chris shut his office door and called the law office his company had used for the last 6 months. Chris explained his dilemma and said he wanted them to prepare divorce papers and that he send them the evidence as soon as he could. This was Wednesday night, Ann's night out with the girls so he and the kids were on their own for tonight.
Chris made the list, change bank accounts, IRA's, life insurance, change the locks, talk to boss about time off; ?well that's a start? he thought to himself. ?Fuck what's the matter with you?? he finally said to himself. ?You should be screaming at the top of your fucking lungs and getting ready to kill them both? he thought slamming his fist on his desk. ?They're going to pay, they both going to fucking pay for this.?
Ann and dick head both worked for a publically owned company and thus had to sign a morality agreement, which didn't include a boss and his assistant cheating on their spouses. It didn't take long to formulate a plan to take everyone down.
Ann and Rick were playing around under the table as they sat with everyone at the bar nursing their drinks. ?After this one, I've got to head out Ann told the others? as they called her a whipped wife.
?I'm done too Rick added, remember we've got a big day tomorrow so I don't want any of you calling in sick tomorrow? he warned as he and Ann walked out together.
Once outside, Rick pulled Ann into his arms and kissed her. ?Rick, not here, someone will see us,? she told him.
?Well then, come into my car for a minute? he almost pleaded with her.
?Just for a minute, I've got to get home on time tonight? she told him as they got into his back seat.
Bob was flashing pictures as soon as they walked out the door. Even though it was getting dark, Rick had pulled under the parking lot lights so with a zoom lens and 1600 speed setting on his camera he could still get the shots he needed.
At first there was just a lot of kissing and such. Then he noticed Rick push Ann's head onto his lap. ? Fuck, the bitch is giving him a blowjob? he said as he snapped away. This went on for about 10 minutes until Ann's head surfaced from his lap. There were a few more kisses as both exited from the back seat.
Ann adjusted her dress and Rick his pants, he gave her a peck on the lips as she headed back to her car. Bob called Chris on his cell phone told him what he'd seen and taken pictures of. ?Thanks for calling? he told Bob, ?I might have kissed her when she came home? Chris told him. ?Down load the pictures and send them to my work e-mail so I can get them to the attorney tomorrow.?
Ann came home all chipper and tried to kiss Chris. ?Don't, I think I'm coming down with something and I don't want you to get it? as he hugged her. Chris could smell a man's cologne on Ann as he released her. ?Foods on the table so let's eat? he said calling the kids.
The kids were talking about friends and schools when Ann piped in that she was invited to a weekend seminar starting Friday afternoon. ?This is the first one I've ever been invited to? she said beaming. ?I'll be gone Friday all day but will be back Sunday morning? she told Chris.
No problem honey, I'll take the kids to my parents and make a weekend of it? he told her with a smile.
Ann was frisky and wanted to fool around but the thought of it made my stomach turn. Chris let her cuddle for a few minutes and then rolled over to fake sleep. Fucking bitch, no remorse or anything, payback is a pitch he said to himself.
The next two days were a bitch. I still told her I wasn't feeling too well and she bought it. ?You better be well by Sunday, because I'm going to fuck your eyes out? she told him as she kissed him on the forehead as she walked out the door.
Chris had arranged for a weeks vacation and all accounts would be changed effective Monday am so Ann could start off the week with no credit cards, no home and no ******; 'sounds about right to me? Chris told himself.
The kids loved being at my parents because they spoiled them rotten. ?I need you to take care of the kids until Thursday? Chris told his parents. ?Ann and I are having problems and I need to get them resolved,? he told the. They wanted details and were so sorry but would do what they could to help us. Chris told the kids to be good and left.
Bob had tracked down Rick's address and found out he was married and had one kid. As Chris got out of the car and rang the bell he was more than a little anxious. A tall black woman answered the door, ?can I help you?? she asked.
?Beth isn't it?? he asked as she nodded. ?My wife Ann works for your husband and I think their having an affair? he told her. ?Can I come in??
Beth stood there stunned with her mouth wide open. ?Maybe we should talk inside?? he told her as he moved into the doorway.
?There has to be some mistake, Rick would never do this to me? Beth replied. ?He's at a seminar at the Holiday Inn this weekend with his team? she told Chris.
?His team this weekend consists of Ann, my wife, and him? he told Beth. ?If you don't believe me, you can come with me later tonight and confront them with me.? ?I have someone following them and after he gets the pictures I need, I plan on wrecking their weekend retreat,? he told Beth as she started to steam.
?If that bastard is fucking around on me with some whore, I'll have his nuts among other things? she fumed. Realizing what she just said she was going to apologize to Chris.
?No need, if it's true, Ann is nothing but a common whore? he told her. ?I just can't believe she'd give up her ****** and throw away a good marriage for a strange piece of ass,? he told Beth.
?Well what do we do now?? Beth asked Rick as she watched her little girl come into the living room. ?Excuse me Chris, I need to get someone to watch my little girl before we leave,? she told him.
After that, Beth offered Chris a beer and they started talking waiting for Bob to get back to them. Chris told Beth why he'd hired Bob and what he'd found out so far. Beth was still in shock; she told him there were no tell tale signs with Rick. ?He's always been the attentive husband and a great father; I still can't believe it? she said out loud.
I was thinking it had all gone bust when Bob rang my cell phone. ?There in room #210, I've got the connecting room #212.? ?I got there early and while they were at dinner, I bugged their room.? ?I'm sorry to say there at it hot and heavy right now and looks like they're in for the night,? he told Chris.
?We're leaving now and should be there in about a half hour.? ?I'm bringing Rick's wife with me, so please meet me downstairs? he instructed Bob.
It was a long quiet ride to the hotel, neither one of us had anything to say. All Beth was doing was clenching her fists and twisting around her wedding rings. Bob met them downstairs and took them up to his room.
?I got the manager to open the door between the rooms telling him there was going to be a big birthday surprise party for Ann,? he told the two. He cautioned us both that he'd be taking additional pictures and not to get physical in any way? looking directly at Beth.
?Don't worry, if he's doing what I think he's doing, I'm done with him? she said almost spitting the words out. Bob turned out our lights and opened the door.
It took a few minutes for our eyes to adjust; thank god they had one of the bedside lights still on. As we walked into the bedroom we could see Ann on all fours with Rick behind her pounding away at her pussy.
?Fuck me harder, oh god that feels so good? Ann screamed as Rick drove into her.
As I started to clap, Bob began taking the final pictures. ?Bravo, bravo? I screamed as they both turned around in horror. ?Smile for the camera? I told them as Bob snapped away and Beth went ballistic.
?You fucking asshole, you're going to pay for doing this to me god damm it? Beth screamed as Bob held her back. ?Don't even think about coming home, my brothers will kick your ass if you even think of contacting me? she continued. ?I hope you enjoyed that whore, because by the time I'm done with you I'll have your nuts bronzed and mounted on my fire place mantel? she said stomping back into our room.
Ann tried to say something but I just held up my hand and told her,? don't.? ?There's nothing you can say that will explain what the two of you have been up to.? ?I thought I knew you, but I guess I was wrong,? I told her as I walked back into our room to get Beth.
I dropped off Beth and told her I would send over the tapes and pictures in the next day or two. ?I'm sorry we had to meet in this way but I figured you deserved to know what was going on, no matter how much it hurt.? ?If there's anything I can do for you just call? as he gave her his card with both his cell and business phone numbers.
I went home, packed up all of Ann's clothes in trash bags and headed over to her parent's house. If I said they were shocked it would be an under statement. I told them I didn't want to talk to her and told them my lawyer would be sending over papers next week. Her *** helped me unload her stuff in the garage, shook my hand, told me how sorry he was and I left.
I was ***** most of the weekend but sobered up enough Sunday to call my parents and tell them what happened. I told them not to say anything to the kids for now and that I'd see them Thursday afternoon. Then I went back to drowning my sorrows.
Monday everything was in the lawyer's hands and he told me it would take two days to process the papers. I told him that I wanted to go after the company Rick and Ann worked at for alienation of affection and not enforcing the moral clause in their contracts. I wanted to bring them both down into the gutter where they belonged.
As promised, they were both served on Thursday morning along with the H.R. dept of the company they worked for. It took about two weeks to hash out a settlement but in the end we both were happy. I will receive a six-figure settlement and both Rick and Ann were terminated and not given letters of recommendation.
Ann tried desperately to reach me by phone, e-mail and at work; and I dodged them all. It wasn't until Friday of the following week did I agree to meet with her because I was informed she was going to fight it.
I met Ann at a small restaurant near the house. She looked a little rough but at this point I really didn't care anymore. I was already at the table and didn't even stand when she strolled up. I motioned for her to sit across from me and we ordered drinks.
?Chris, I don't want I divorce and I know you still love me,? she said almost sobbing. ?I know we can work through this, think what a divorce will do to the kids,? she continued.
I was hot but made sure I held my temper because I knew the owner and didn't want to create a scene. ?A little late for that isn't it Ann.? ?I find you shacking up, for who knows how long and you want to come back home like nothings happened; I don't think so? he told her. ?Why don't you and Rick move in together since you think so highly of his big candy cane dick? he almost spit out.
?I haven't seen him since that night and his wife has already kicked him out and served him with papers.?
?Well, that breaks my fucking heart you know that? Chris almost laughed. ?Well I guess what we have here are two cheating spouses tossed to the curb, what I don't understand, is why?? ?Ann, we had it all, why the fuck did you throw it all away?? ?Did you think I was so fucking stupid that I wouldn't notice any changes?? he almost shouted.
Ann just looked at the table, not daring to look Chris in the eye. ?It was suppose to be just one time,? she told him. ?Rick had been coming on to me and showing me all this attention and it went to my head.? ?One night after work at the club I asked him if all the stories about black men were true, that they were hung like horses.? ?He just laughed, took my hand and put it on his cock under the table.? ?He rubbed his cock with my hand until it started to get hard.? ?He had the largest cock I'd ever felt and when we left, we went into the back seat of his car.?
?He took it out and I rubbed it until he was over 10? long and thick.? ?He wanted me to give him a blowjob but I refused but I did jack him off that night? she told him. ?After that we kept going further and further until one night after way too many drinks, we did it.? ?He was so fucking big I didn't think he'd fit, but after a while, he was all the way in.? ?He never shot his load in me, I always had him pull out? she explained. ?We did it twice more before the night you caught us,? she sobbed.
?You think it makes it alright that he didn't fill you up?? Chris said loudly catching himself. ?You never should have been fucking him in the first place.? ?You make me sick Ann, if you wanted to fantasize we may have worked out something but giving your husband sloppy seconds, well I'm not that type of guy I guess.?
?Is there no hope for us Chris, I can make it up to you, I'll do anything to win you back? Ann said crying. ?I just miss you and kids so much.?
Ann there's no way I can take you back, I'd just drive myself nuts wondering where you were, who you were with and when you'd start cheating again.? ?I'll buy you out of the house, less the P.I's fee, and you can see the kids when ever you want within reason.?
Chris got up, threw a $50 down on the table and told Ann, ?I hope it was worth it? and walked out.
Ann stopped fighting it but it still took almost 9 months to be finalized. She sees the kids every week and I'm still on good terms with her parents. She keeps telling the kids that maybe some day I'll take her back but there isn't a chance in hell of that ever happening; but let her keep trying. One night, when she dropped off the kids, I was fucking ***** feeling sorry for myself. The next thing I remember was waking up naked with her in my bed. After that I made sure not to drink when Ann was around.
I haven't started dating yet, because I've got a lot of trust issues to work through, but I can't beat off forever. The single ladies at work are giving me the ?poor Chris? looks, so I should get a little tail soon and if not, I can still fuck Ann, but that's a whole nother story.
