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I really thought I knew my wife Part 1


My wife
by drifter

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I really thought I knew my wife. We had been together for eight years
and things had gone extremely well in all areas of our life. Kay is a good
looking, sexy thing at 29. Still has a killer body that she frankly enjoys
showing off. Hell I like for her to show it off too. But I had always
thought that it stopped at a little flirting, a little flashing, a little
touching. When we would get home after a party where she had flirted
pretty good our sex would be the best. It obviously turned her on. Did I
ever wonder if she cheated on me? Yah I admit I had. Yet her love and
devotion seemed to be mine. She did so many things to make me happy in
life. I would see her dancing close with another guy at a neighborhood
party and I would get a touch jealous and a touch excited at the same time,
wondering what they were talking about? How he was touching her? If I
lost sight of her for a while I wondered if she had been off playing hide
the digit with someone? Those thoughts both tortured and tantalized me. I
hated them and loved them. I wanted to catch her doing something. Why?
Was I a voyeur? Maybe. Did I really mistrust her that much? She always
told me she loved only me and was mine forever. I guess I believed that.
Still . . .

A lot of worlds can coexist I guess. Kay can be my loyal wife loving
only me and still enjoy flirting, dancing close, being touched by others. I
know I do. I love my wife, but I enjoy all of those things with my good
looking, sexy neighbors every chance I get.

One night Kay drank a little more than usual and someone's brother was
visiting and had taken quite a shine to Kay. He had fed her drinks, paid a
lot of attention to her, flattered her, flirted with her, all not quite out
of my vision, just on the edge. Then they were dancing again as it got
late. The room where the dancing was going on was empty except for them. I
watched from a dark hall that was convenient. Kay was sort of hanging on
him, I chose to believe because she had too much to drink. I knew better.
They danced off into a dark alcove. They didn't notice a strategically
placed mirror and as I watched I saw him kiss her. She seemed surprised at
first and then she kissed him back. Kay gets real amorous when she has had
too much to drink. The kiss was quickly very hot. His hands began to
wonder over first her trim little ass that feels so good in your hands,
then on top of her full firm breasts. The kiss continued and I saw no
resistance on my wife's part as he slid his hand inside her blouse onto her
braless tits. She broke the kiss and laid her head back in pleasure with
her eyes closed as he opened her blouse and toyed with her bare nipples -
Something that drives her wild.

I looked around to see if others were watching. Most of the guests had
gone home. I was the only one that could see what was going on. Then his
hand went down beneath her short skirt and then up between her legs. He
was obviously stroking her pussy. Did she still have on panties? Was she
going to stop him here? He met no resistance yet and he began stroking his
hand in and out and it was clear he was finger fucking my wife. Kay was
into it good now. I could see her hips hunching in rhythm with his fingers
as she gasped for breath. I could see the pleasure all over her face. She
was surprisingly passive. In our bed she is a wild cat, frequently taking
the more aggressive role. I stood there watching this man pleasuring my
wife and I let it continue. At first I had expected her to stop it, now I
wasn't sure she wouldn't let him fuck her right there. I wasn't sure what
I wished for. I knew I wasn't going to say anything no matter what they

Then she came hard for his busy fingers. Her blouse was wide open her
beautiful melon-like tits on full display. Her skirt was up to her waist,
she did have panties on, pulled to the side to give him access. When she
came she sort of just sagged. She came to rest with her butt on a sofa
table in that hallway. He kissed her again for some time and I saw him
move between her relaxed legs during that kiss. He was going to fuck her
right there. He pushed her skirt higher. Kay seemed to not know or not
care that he was getting things ready so he could slide his cock into her.
Her arms were around his neck and she was really into the kissing. I
watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out. Then he
pushed between her legs further. Suddenly she looked up at him, breaking
the passionate kiss. She must have felt his cock touch her wet labia. She
had this look of disbelief on her face and she moved her head from side to
side as if she were trying to say no. He gave a short hunch and he must
have gone in about an inch. She just stared at him for the longest few
seconds in my life. Then she raised her lips to his again in complete
surrender and he moved several inches closer as he imbedded his cock fully
in my wife.

They were still for a few more endless seconds. Then he began to fuck
her. Slowly at first. She broke the kiss again and buried her face in his
neck clinging tightly to him. He pulled her legs up on his hips and I
watched as Kay wrapped her legs around his waist and hunched up eagerly to
meet his cock at each thrust. She was really loving getting fucked. It
wasn't long before she came and a silent scream came out of her as she
contorted her face in that oh so familiar way. He fucked her harder faster
and she came again. She was in Nirvana. Then he strained into her as he
obviously filled her pussy with his cum. I briefly wondered if she might
get pregnant even though I knew she was on the pill. After a few moments
of their repose he regrouped his energies and pulled back letting his limp
cock fall free from her. He had what he wanted.

Her legs were splayed at that moment and she had been well fucked. She
lay there, slow to get moving again. At that moment she opened her eyes
and looked right at me. To say the least she was surprised to see me
standing there watching. She seemed to be in shock and I turned and walked
away, into the part of the house where our host was entertaining the few
remaining guests.

I started telling everyone goodnight. In seconds Kay walked up beside
me and nodded to everyone and walked out the door. I followed her
wondering what was next. She didn't say a word but walked to our car and
got in. I drove us home still not saying anything and without waiting for
her, got out and went inside. I went up to our bedroom and began to strip
for bed. Shortly I heard her come in the front door. I crawled in bed and
lay there looking up into the dim lit room, reliving that scene of my wife letting this stranger fuck her.

She came upstairs in a few minutes and went into the bathroom. I heard
the shower come on. I thought of the way she had fucked him back. The way
she had put up no resistance to any of it. She had been an equal partner
to it all. The shower stopped and after the expected delay, she came into
the room dressed in her normal sheer nightgown. I thought she looked
awesome, I didn't blame the guy for fucking her. I felt a desire to make
love to her... no, not to make love, to fuck her.

Her voice was throaty, broken, she had been crying. "Can we talk?"

"Sure" I said and left it there.

"John, I don't know what happened."

"Unfortunately Kay, I do know what happened. You got fucked."

Her breath sucked in. She shook for a moment as she cried. After a bit
she calmed, "I... I don't know what happened John, I certainly didn't plan
to let that happen. I have trouble believing it wasn't a dream even now."

"No dream Kay, it was a fast and easy seduction for him. You were easy.
I was so sure you would stop him and I could write it off as too much to
drink but no real harm done. But he fucked you and you loved it. You came
three times with him. If I hadn't of caught the two of you, you would
never have mentioned it to me.. would you?"

She sat there. Several times she started to say something but stopped.
Then she started, "You are right John, I was easy, at first I thought it
was fun getting all that attention from a younger single guy. He danced
real good and I found myself getting turned on. He took me along the path
I was enjoying so much with great skill. I kept thinking I would stop him
before anything too bad happened. But when he started touching my nipples
and my pussy I completely zoned out. It felt so good. At that moment I
wanted to be fucked. I thought at one point, as soon as I get home I am
going to fuck John silly. When he finger fucked me and I came, I sort of
went into limbo, I was numb, until I felt his cock touch my lips down
there. I wanted to stop him but he shoved it in a little and it felt so
good. From then on I needed to be fucked. I would have fucked anyone at
that point. Your right though, I did enjoy it. I came hard over and over.
It all felt so good. As I rested feeling his cock go limp slowly, he
pulled it out of me and stepped back and I saw you and thought, no this
can't be."

She went silent then. It was an uncomfortable silence that lasted a
long time. Then she said, "Do you want a divorce? I won't contest it."

The words cut me to the quick. This was the woman I loved. Was it that
easy to destroy a marriage? Was her fucking this stranger enough to
destroy what we had. Until a couple of hours ago that idea would never
have entered my head.

"I don't think so, I don't know. I seem to be having a hard time

"Oh John, I am so sorry, it wasn't to hurt you. I just needed it. I
was so turned on, so hot and wet, at that moment I just wanted to be
fucked. The truth is I didn't want to say no. I wanted what I got. But I
didn't want to hurt you."

"I believe all of that somehow. Now I don't know where to go from here.
You love me but fuck other guys."

Another long silence then I asked, "Has this happened before?"

The silence was deafening. She quietly wept. I wondered who? How
many? Where? How often? Then I wondered if the neighbors knew.

"I have to know it all Kay. If we have a chance of not splitting up, I
have to know what I am dealing with. I have to know if I or we can
continue to live in this town, or will too many of the guys I see on a
daily basis have fucked my wife. I have to know who, with nothing left
out. Maybe then we can try to work something out. I don't know if we can."

"How many Kay?"

After a short silence she said very softly "Seven counting tonight."

"You have let seven of our neighbors fuck you?"

"No, not all neighbors, just Bill, Dan and Jim."

The guys on each side of us and right across the street.

I don't know why I asked the next question, the deed was done but I
said, "Just once each?"


"A lot?"


"Still going on?"

"Yes. The three of them told Richard he could fuck me if he tried."

"That was Richard tonight?"


"They each know you are fucking the others?"


"How do they know?"

"We all do it together sometimes."

"All three of them."


"My God Kay, that must have been some sight."

"I have videos."

"Of the four of you?"

"And others. Their wives. Friends, visitors, some of their older children."

"So you are into swinging, only without me?"

"I guess so."

"Damn, how long has this been going on"

"About a year." she pause and then looked at me with a hopeful look on
her face, "I think you should join us."


"You could join us when we swing. The other wives would love to have
you with us. I tried to get you to consider it before it got rolling but
you showed no interest. I don't think I can give up my regular diet of
ready sex no matter how much I love you. So the only answer is for you to
swing with me."

I must have looked open to convincing so Kay picked up the phone and
dialed one by memory, her part of the conversation went "Hi Mary," Mary was
one of the hottest wives in the neighborhood right next door to us. "I
need a favor, my husband caught me fucking Richard tonight at your party. I
told him everything and asked him to join us swinging. Can you come over
now, I want you to fuck him. OK see you in a minute. She hung up the
phone and dialed again "Peggy, I need your help, Johnny caught me fucking
Richard at Mary's tonight, I told him everything and asked him to join us.
Can you come over and fuck Johnny tonight, now.? OK see you soon."

Then she turned to me, "Two ladies I know you lust after are on their
way here. If you join us you can fuck them and a lot of others any time
you want to, and me too of course. That is the main rule in the club. You
can divorce me, tell me to leave right now and Mary and Peggy and I will go
away. That would be bad cause we have so much love between us. You can
fuck them tonight and still divorce me tomorrow, or you can know how much I
love you and come play with the rest of us."

I heard the door bell ring and voices outside our front door. Mary and
Peggy had gotten there at the same time. Damn what was I going to do? I
thought I knew...

the end


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