Speaker 1: I opened the door to our apartment and walked inside,
Speaker 1: about to announce to my husband that I was home.
Speaker 1: The words stopped dead in my throat when I saw
Speaker 1: Eric seated in the living room glaring at me, angry,
Speaker 1: like he was about to explode. I shut the door
Speaker 1: and felt a sudden tick on my cheek. The tick
Speaker 1: usually occurs whenever I'm nervous, suspecting something was wholesomely wrong
Speaker 1: and it was my fault. Honey, what's wrong? I asked.
Speaker 1: He stayed his silence for a moment, letting the tension build.
Speaker 1: Then he spoke carefully. I should be the one asking
Speaker 1: you that where have you been for the last hour? Carol?
Speaker 1: What could you possibly mean? I tried to project some
Speaker 1: measure of irritation unto my voice as I spoke. Can't
Speaker 1: I go out to work and return home without you
Speaker 1: acting all jealous about where I've been the whole day?
Speaker 1: For God's sake, Eric, this is getting too far. You
Speaker 1: know that you were at work today, Carol, except you
Speaker 1: got off work two hours ago and never told me
Speaker 1: where you be heading. I'm asking you again, where have
Speaker 1: you been? Is this what you've become? Now? Eric? My
Speaker 1: resident snooper. God knows, I won't ever get anything done
Speaker 1: without you looking over my shoulder. Excuse me. I was
Speaker 1: about to brush past him when he held out his
Speaker 1: phone at me. Here, take a look at this and
Speaker 1: tell me that ain't you sucking another man's cock? That
Speaker 1: drew me to a halt. And I saw he was
Speaker 1: holding his phone out to me there was a video playing.
Speaker 1: I came closer and took the phone from him. What
Speaker 1: I saw blew my breath away. The video portrayed two
Speaker 1: people interlocked in mid coitus. The woman in the video
Speaker 1: was me. You're going to deny that, isn't you? Eric asked.
Speaker 1: There was no point denying what was true. How did
Speaker 1: you come by this? How about you answer mine? First?
Speaker 1: Is that you are not? I need a yes or no? Yes,
Speaker 1: I muttered, and gave him back his phone. It sure
Speaker 1: is me. Now tell me how you came by it.
Speaker 1: A little Bertie sent it to me, he said. The
Speaker 1: little birdie sent me the video link, but not before
Speaker 1: he called to say that you had left his apartment
Speaker 1: after a great time in the sack. Sound familiar, I gasped. Paul, Yes, Paul,
Speaker 1: your lover, Eric said, as he then rose from the chair,
Speaker 1: the hunk you've been screwing behind my back, the same
Speaker 1: guy whom you told that I wouldn't need to worry
Speaker 1: about you and him that same Paul. Reality fell on
Speaker 1: me like the crashing of a sea wave, and for
Speaker 1: the first time in a long while, I was more
Speaker 1: than worried. I was afraid, especially for my marriage. But
Speaker 1: why why would your bird contact me to tell me
Speaker 1: all of this, to send me proof that all this
Speaker 1: time you've been a cheatinghore. He flexed his jaw while
Speaker 1: he gradually advanced towards me. I took one step back
Speaker 1: away from him, and then a second. I probably would
Speaker 1: have continued backing away, as I feared he was harboring
Speaker 1: to do something dramatic, especially with the way he clutched
Speaker 1: his phone. Eric stopped moving, and his face instantly withdrew
Speaker 1: from whatever cloud of anger he was carrying. What replaced
Speaker 1: it was a look of pity that came with a sigh.
Speaker 1: I'm very disappointed in you, Carol, he said. I never
Speaker 1: would have thought you'd play me like this. I'm sorry,
Speaker 1: I said, yeah, I bet you are. He walked past
Speaker 1: me and made for the bedroom. I stood there in
Speaker 1: the living room, Confused and baffled about whatever action to
Speaker 1: take next. I could pack a bag and go stay
Speaker 1: with Paul, but what good would that do? The fool
Speaker 1: had ratted me out to my husband. How the fuck
Speaker 1: was I going to look at him and feel good
Speaker 1: about his trickery. Sure, we've discussed before about me leaving Eric,
Speaker 1: but that was idle talk meant to stay between us.
Speaker 1: Witever could have possessed him to dare go behind my
Speaker 1: back and tattle to my husband befuddled my train of thought.
Speaker 1: I was stuck with another option, go into the bedroom
Speaker 1: and try to make peace with Eric. It wasn't like
Speaker 1: I didn't still love him. His lackluster love making was
Speaker 1: about the only grip I bore in our relationship. But
Speaker 1: then again, I wasn't expecting to hurt him like this.
Speaker 1: I was starting to feel miserable about myself. It'd be
Speaker 1: a shame if we were to end this way. I
Speaker 1: dropped my handbag on the center table and went searching
Speaker 1: for Eric. Eric was where I knew he would be,
Speaker 1: in bed, with his arms staring as if in contemplation,
Speaker 1: at the ceiling. He could possibly have been imagining the
Speaker 1: disaster that was officially our marriage. I had no idea.
Speaker 1: I went around the bed and knelt on his side
Speaker 1: to confront him. Honey, I'm sorry, I said to him.
Speaker 1: I'm really, really sorry. He kept his gaze at the ceiling.
Speaker 1: What are you sorry about, Carol? The fact that I've
Speaker 1: been cheating on you this entire time? I know you
Speaker 1: must be mad at me, and I can't blame you
Speaker 1: for that. I mean, I won't, but I'm really sorry.
Speaker 1: He sat up on the bed and then looked at
Speaker 1: me self assuringly, and said, better go dry your face, Carol,
Speaker 1: we're going out for a ride. I stood up and
Speaker 1: ran my hand over my face. It came away with tears.
Speaker 1: What do you mean, Let's go meet your lover and
Speaker 1: see what he's got to say about this. I did
Speaker 1: as he said and went into the bathroom to wash
Speaker 1: my face. We arrived at my lover's apartment and Herik
Speaker 1: pressed the door bell. The door opened to reveal Paul,
Speaker 1: who didn't seem concerned to see both of us. He
Speaker 1: had obviously been expecting us from the nonchalant manner he
Speaker 1: welcomed us into his apartment. It wasn't until we settled
Speaker 1: into his living room that I realized how well I
Speaker 1: had been played. You want to be the one to
Speaker 1: tell her, or should I? Eric addressed Paul. My eyes
Speaker 1: switched between both of them, perplexed. Tell me what what
Speaker 1: are we here for? Really? Your husband found out about
Speaker 1: us a week ago, Carol, Paul admitted, I don't know
Speaker 1: how he did, but he somehow put two and two
Speaker 1: together and then contacted me, to which I fessed up
Speaker 1: a week ago. How come I'm finding about this now
Speaker 1: because I wanted an excuse to come here, said Eric.
Speaker 1: Because I can't stand to imagine you two having sex
Speaker 1: without me involved. What Eric wants us to put a
Speaker 1: show for him, Paul explained, Coming to sit beside me,
Speaker 1: he said, if I play along, then he won't try
Speaker 1: to ruin me, and he also won't divorce you, not
Speaker 1: just to watch you too. Eric interjected, I want second
Speaker 1: dibbs now, if you too would be so kind as
Speaker 1: to get the party started. Whaw. Before I could say
Speaker 1: anything further, Paul grabbed my chin and planted a kiss
Speaker 1: on my lips. That was all it took to rid
Speaker 1: me of the confusing conundrum that had brought me there.
Speaker 1: I turned towards Paul and wrapped my arm around him
Speaker 1: and submitted to his kiss. Eric might as well have
Speaker 1: left us alone to ourselves, because at that point I
Speaker 1: almost forgot he was in the room with us. I
Speaker 1: did attempt to struggle, but Paul made damn sure to
Speaker 1: garner my attention. I took off my jacket and then
Speaker 1: knelt before Paul and jammed his cock into my mouth.
Speaker 1: Now and then I turned my head in mid fillatio
Speaker 1: towards Eric to see what he was doing. Eric had
Speaker 1: unzipped his fly and was jerking his heart on while
Speaker 1: his eyes stayed focused on us. His feature was expressionless,
Speaker 1: like he was trying hard not to be swayed by
Speaker 1: our action. Paul was impatient about wanting me. He pulled
Speaker 1: me off the floor and adjusted himself on the couch
Speaker 1: so I could settle on his crotch. I was breathing
Speaker 1: heavily as I hiked my skirt up to my waist.
Speaker 1: Paul pushed my panties aside and was working to fit
Speaker 1: his penis into my kouchie. I lent him a hand,
Speaker 1: exhaling a guttural rasp as his cock slid into my vagina.
Speaker 1: It was like he hadn't fucked me hours ago. My
Speaker 1: pussy was hungry for him. He slapped my butt as
Speaker 1: I worked my hips towards riding him fast. His hand
Speaker 1: tugged my panties to the side of my butt. He
Speaker 1: managed to insert a finger into my asshole while I
Speaker 1: continued to ingest his cock. My torso pressed against his
Speaker 1: face as I then wrapped my arm around his shoulder
Speaker 1: while my other hand grabbed onto the couch's head rest.
Speaker 1: I was gasping with frantic effort. Likewise, he was too.
Speaker 1: We kept grinding and rocking against each other while Eric
Speaker 1: got out of his clothes. Paul ripped the buttons of
Speaker 1: my blouse to latch his mouth onto my breasts. I
Speaker 1: could feel my pussy creaming over his cock as his
Speaker 1: girth slid inside me. How about we take things into
Speaker 1: the bedroom, Eric suggested. After discarding his shirt, Paul lifted
Speaker 1: me off his couch and carted me towards his bedroom,
Speaker 1: which I was most familiar with. I locked my arms
Speaker 1: around Paul and kept my eyes on Eric, who followed
Speaker 1: us while still stroking his cock and looking like he
Speaker 1: was eager to make good use of it. This was
Speaker 1: a different side of my husband that I was witnessing.
Speaker 1: We made it to Paul's bedroom, and he lowered me
Speaker 1: onto the bed and gestured it Eric to come around
Speaker 1: to the other side. Paul helped me out of my
Speaker 1: skirt and panties and flung them over his shoulder. Eric
Speaker 1: got on to the bed and I sucked his cock
Speaker 1: while Paul busied himself with getting out of his clothes.
Speaker 1: I continued to stuff my husband's cock and testicles down
Speaker 1: my throat before my lover returned and reintroduced his cock
Speaker 1: into my pussy. He propped my leg on his shoulder
Speaker 1: while Eric held the other apart for him as he
Speaker 1: dug into pounding me harder. The way they went to
Speaker 1: work on me, you would have thought that they had
Speaker 1: planned this moment for weeks. Paul gave me a few
Speaker 1: pounding thrusts of his cock before releasing me for Eric,
Speaker 1: who then came on top of me while I spread
Speaker 1: my legs for him. His cock slipped easily into my pussy.
Speaker 1: I could barely feel him as he went on grunting
Speaker 1: against my face while plowing me with all the strength
Speaker 1: he could muster. Still, I grunted in response, and even
Speaker 1: locked my feet over his ankles and grabbed hold of
Speaker 1: his hips. Amid my grunts, I urged him not to stop.
Speaker 1: Eric went on rocking his pelvis and feeding me his
Speaker 1: cock like he was exacting his revenge on me. Paul
Speaker 1: tapped his arm to signal a change over, to which
Speaker 1: Eric stopped and pulled out of me. Paul turned me
Speaker 1: over and entered me from behind. He fucked me hard
Speaker 1: and steady, and I was almost upset when he pulled
Speaker 1: out and Eric returned to continue his share. It didn't
Speaker 1: take long for Eric to climax. He pumped his cum
Speaker 1: inside me and I could feel his cock grow soft
Speaker 1: by the time he fell to the side. I got
Speaker 1: to enjoy having Paul to myself after that, knowing that
Speaker 1: Eric wouldn't be capable of becoming hard again. It was
Speaker 1: great to see that, even though he'd had second DIBs
Speaker 1: at me, he could barely keep up with my lover.
Speaker 1: The good news is that we didn't divorce. In fact,
Speaker 1: I'm proud to say that our marriage has gotten stronger
Speaker 1: since that fateful day. I still have fun with Paul,
Speaker 1: and there are times when he comes by our home
Speaker 1: to fuck me in Eric presence. Yes, Eric often joins,
Speaker 1: but he still cannot keep up with my lover's stamina
Speaker 1: in a way, that's a good sign for me. Thank
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Speaker 1: Good Bye for now, till next time.