Paula and Marcus

Part two.

Karen went on to describe how, at the end of the meal, she left the restaurant, saying that she wanted to give Paula and Marcus some time together whilst she waited in their car for him and the journey home. Some twenty minutes later, Paula and Marcus came and stood alongside their car and started to hold and kiss each other with great passion. Karen had the perfect view as Marcus’s hands lifted Paula’s knee length leather skirt up to her waist, exposing Paula’s stocking tops and the bare flesh above. The kissing became ever more passionate as Karen witnessed Paula’s tiny black panties being eased down over her legs and then down to her ankles, before she stepped out of them, allowing Marcus to reach down and scoop them up before putting them in his trouser pocket.

A group of people exiting the pub to their cars nearby unfortunately interrupted the new lovers from continuing their encounter. Reluctantly, Marcus walked Paula to her car, before a final long passionate kiss ended the evening.

I asked Karen how she felt seeing her husband in the arms of another woman. “Ecstatic and enthralled” was her reply/ She went on to say that she could now fully understand why being cuckolded was such a thrill for so many men. She admitted that she knew that the cat was out of the bag and that there was now no turning back. Marcus was, according to Karen, a little reserved on their short journey home but as they pulled in to the drive, she told Marcus that she could fully understand why he was so taken by Paula and that they had her total support and her commitment to do everything she could to help this fledging relationship to develop further. In bed that night, Karen asked Marcus to invite Paula to their bed as soon as possible. A little sheepishly Marcus mentioned that he had been invited to make love to Paula in her own marital bed the following evening. It was my final night away and would give them the opportunity to be alone together.  “Why not bring Paula to ours?” Karen suggested. “I can cook for the three of us and then you can take Paula to our bed. I can take some photos of the two of you, if you would both like that”.

Sure enough, that following evening, Paula arrived at just after 18.00. She was in a black dress that came to 2 inches above her knees, barely back Cervin stockings, 4.5-inch Louboutin stilettos. Her hair, nails and make up looked exquisite. Indeed, Paula had been to the hairdressers and nail bar that afternoon. The look was perfect, classy, sophisticated and so very sexy.

What followed dinner and a glass of wine was a joy to behold. Paula and Marcus consummated their relationship with a long and energetic bout of lovemaking on his and Karen’s marital bed. Karen took a selection of very erotic pics of my wife and her new lover. Paula remained in her suspenders, stockings and heels whilst Marcus made love to her. When asked should he wear a condom, Paula replied “no, please never ask me that again. I want your seed inside my married pussy and I want every last drop. Stretch me and make me yours, now and always”. With that Marcus finally erupted inside Paula, sending his hot and potent seed deep into my wife’s womb. Paula orgasmed at the same moment and pulled Marcus ever close to her, their tongues entwined in a deep lingering kiss.

Karen admitted to me that she stood quietly at the doorway watching the lovemaking reach its beautiful conclusion. She then closed the bedroom door and went down to the kitchen. She admitted to me that she expected to feel jealous, angry and negative, but instead she found her own juices leaking and she quickly inserted two fingers into her pussy, frigging herself to a mind-blowing orgasm, the likes of which she had not experienced in several years. Moments later, Marcus and Pala appeared in the kitchen. Karen hugged both in turn and admitted to the sight of watching the lovers pleasuring each other had aroused her to the point of an earth-shattering orgasm. This was a defining moment in the fledgling relationship, seemingly giving the seal of approval from Karen.

Over a cup of tea, Paula said she should get dressed and head for home. Please stay the night with me begged Marcus. Karen quickly endorsed Marcus’s request, the upshot being that Paula and Marcus spent their first night together, making love in the early hours and then again at 7.00 as the sun streamed through the gap in the bedroom curtains. Karen spent the night in the spare bedroom, listening contentedly to the sounds of her husband and his girlfriend’s lovemaking.

To be continued