I have heard a lot of men fantasize about their wives having sex with other men. I never did and wondered why a man would allow his wife to do this. I guess the rest was my fault, I strayed on a business trip with one of my co workers. She had made it clear for a long time she was interested but I never gave her any sign I was. We had a grueling week leading up to a hectic stressful Saturday when we closed. We got the contract at the end of the day and where to fly out Sunday afternoon. To celebrate the boss took us all to dinner and we all had way too much to drink. Most everyone left but I stayed being the only married guy who never got out on his own. I headed out to another bar and just as I got in the cab Tina jumped in. I should have just made an excuse and went back to my room but I thought I could handle her. We hit a few bars and before I knew it I was back in her room screwing her. The next morning I woke up in her bed, ran like hell to my room and showered. I hoped she would have been too drunk to remember but a few minutes later the phone rang and she said good morning lover! I knew I was screwed! She made it clear she wanted to keep the affair going and also made it clear she would let it get around if I didn't. My wife knew several people at work and I knew she would find out. I made excuses for a week or so but again ended up having sex with her in the office after hours and in walks one of the biggest loud mouths in the company. I begged her not to say anything, offered that I would do anything but a few days later my wife came to me and exploded. She asked why I had to screw the office slut in the office and let everyone know! She said she was humiliated and intended to make me feel like she did. I was banished from our bedroom and made to sleep in the guest room. Then one night I came home from work and she was sitting on the couch, naked with a glass of wine in her hands. She opened her legs and pointed, then told me she wanted me to get down there and lick her. I thought this was her way of humiliating me, no problem I would play the game! I dropped to my knees in front of her and stared at her pussy. It was shaved completely, something she never did before but I liked it. I got closer and then she grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her. I started to lick but something was off, different about the taste. It took me a second to realize and that is when I pulled my head back and looked up at her. She was smiling and asked how do you like it, the taste of another man's cum in your wife? I was too shocked to say anything, I just looked at her. She said that is right, I just fucked someone and let him cum in me. I still stayed there, on my knees staring at her. Then she said go ahead and keep licking and suck everything out or get up and get out and don't come back. I know what you are thinking, a real man would have gotten up and called her a slut then left. A real man would gotten angry and maybe do a lot of things. But at that moment I realized I was not a real man. I was just a gutless bitch. In some way I knew I deserved this. I was still full of guilt over screwing the office slut so I buried my face between her legs and did as told. I cleaned her out even though I felt like puking the entire time. After awhile she began to really get into it, rolling her hips and grinding. She never came when I gave her head so this was new. Then she had an orgasm, one that really went off. I could tell as her taste changed and the flush of juice out of her almost had me gagging. I suppose it may have been partly his that was deep inside her. She relaxed then pushed me away and told me to get her another glass. I came back with it and she had pulled on her robe. She turned on the TV and would not speak to me. I decided to clean up and go to the guest room, I didn't want to push it too far. I hoped she would invite me into our bedroom but I fell asleep that night alone. In the morning I woke to find her gone. It was Saturday and I waited all day but she never came home. I called but no answer. I went to bed waiting with the door open but she never came in. Early the next morning she pulled up. I closed my door and peaked out. She came in wearing this super sexy dress I had never seen. Low cut, short tight and something a woman wears to let men know she wants to fuck. Or let men know she is fuckable but not to them. I am sure she knew I was peeking because she turned around and dropped the dress. She only had panties on under, she pulled them off and threw them on the couch, then went into our bedroom. I went over and stared down at them, pulled the panties to my face and took in the smell of another man. I guess I sat there and cried, still clutching the panties like some pervert. She stayed in bed all day because she had stayed out drinking and fucking all night. I went to work Monday but I am sure I looked beaten. As I walked by the office slut, Tina she looked up and smiled. Then she said something that put everything in order and explained it all. She said that she and my wife had a wonderful time Saturday and that they intended to do it again, many many times.