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Wife told me about her cheating

"It turned me on when I wasn’t expecting"

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My wife (12 years married) had arranged for our kids to be away at her parents for the evening. She said we were going to see a film, but she had to tell me something first. I knew something had been on her mind, as she’d been jumpy for the last few days and made excuses when I tried to kiss or touch her. My wife is 37. I think she’s stunning - light brown hair down past her shoulders, nice tits (34D) and a nice round butt that begs to be felt or slapped every time I walk past her. We’ve always had a strong relationship. We’ve both admitted to each other about minor cheating in our relationship- a snog, touching over clothes... but nothing more. I figured this was what she was going to tell me, but she just blurted our, sat there on our sofa, ‘I fucked someone.’ She didn’t say anymore. I just sat there and stared at her. I was seething, but I’m not a shouting aggressive kind of guy. So I just fell back in the sofa, tears pricking my eyes. ‘Who?’ Was all I asked ‘Look it doesn’t matter - it happened once and I feel terrible. I’m so sorry’ she had a tear running down her cheek as she held my hand. ‘I had to tell you as I’d been so guilty - please forgive me’. I just repeated my question: ‘who?’ I told her that I needed to know - that she couldn’t hide anything from me if she wanted me to even think about forgiving her. ‘A guy I met on my night out with the girls last week. A young guy - I’d never met him before. I’ll never see him again. I was drunk and I’m so sorry’ ‘So what, you fucked him in some toilet at a club or something?’ ‘No.... it was at his flat. I went there with him’ ‘For fucks sake - you slag! Tell me what happened’. I was fuming. I wanted to know every detail of how my wife had gone for a night out with ‘friends’ and ended up fucking ‘some guy’ My wife was nervous and stuttering over her words. I told her to tell me how she met him, how she ended up back at his, what they did. I said if she couldn’t tell me everything then I could never forgive her. The story of how they met was quite innocent - my wife and her mates in a bar getting chatting to a group of lads. Pretty standard. This one guy called Marc was sat next to her and she said he barely spoke to her, but their legs were touching under the table and his hand scraped against her thigh a couple of times. She said he was really handsome. Shaved head with light stubble. He had nice aftershave on and seemed really relaxed and confident. She admitted that she did fancy him, but didn’t expect anything to happen. She loves me, apparently!!! It turned out that this guy and his mate lived on the same side of town as us, and my wife and her mate jumped in a cab with them. My wife’s friend is single and she started snogging the other guy while squashed in the back seat with my wife to her left. My wife said they were kissing really passionately... that it was hot watching them, the guys hand moving up between her legs as he kissed her neck. When they got to the guys’ flat, my wife said they all just got out. She knew her friend was going to screw the guy and she wanted her to be safe, so tagged along. In the flat her mate disappeared straight away, leaving my wife and this Marc guy having a glass of wine. She said they were making small talk, when they started hearing the other two moaning and screaming. The whole room went silent as they listened to her friend getting fucked. She barely noticed as Marc stood up, walked the couple of steps towards her and standing in front of her said the noise was driving him crazy. He held his hand out, which she took and he helped her off the sofa. She thought they were going to the balcony, but instead he just pulled her to him and started kissing her. She told me how she kissed him briefly, then stopped him. But she didn’t pull away altogether, his arms still wrapped around her waist. She told him she was married and shouldn’t. Apparently he just smiled at her and held her there. His lips were inches from hers and she said as he pulled her tight she could feel his cock against her stomach. Her friend was moaning about cumming and she said she just sort of fell into snogging him again. They stood there kissing for a few minutes. His hands were on her arse when he started kissing her neck. She said he was so soft and gentle it was turning her on. He edged the straps of her dress off her shoulders and kept kissing down towards her tits. She said she should have stopped him here, but she was a bit tipsy and really turned on. She confessed that she wanted this young guy to fuck her - she just wanted sex - not an affair, just sex. ‘Tell me what happened next’ I said; my cock was starting to twitch. He told her he wanted her out of the dress. She just sighed and wiggled her arms out of the dress and he unzipped at the back and the dress just fell to the floor. She stood there, hearing her friend fucking, while this guy began kissing down her body. He took off her bra and began sucking and licking her nipples. His hands on her arse , moving inside the material of her panties. He said he wanted to taste her and told her to sit down. She collapsed on the sofa and let him pull off her panties. She said she couldn’t believe how wet she was and how open her pussy looked as she spread her legs for him and felt his tongue slide up her slit, sucking on her clit. ‘Did he make you cum on his tongue?’ My wife shyly admitted ‘yes’. ‘How many times?’ I was desperate to hear about it ‘Twice’ she said. My wife had changed the way she was sitting. She now had her legs curled up beneath her and she had leant into me. Her head was resting on my chest as she kept talking. She thought that might be it, but as she recovered from her second orgasm, Marc stood up and had stripped himself naked in about 5 seconds flat. His cock stood out at her, rock solid and nice and thick. She said she instinctively reached out and began stroking him before she leaned forward and sucked him. She told me how his cock tasted so good. She couldn’t stop herself and gave him a long blow job. ‘Did you like it?’ I asked. My cock growing as I imagined her doing this ‘I did baby - I’m sorry. You know how much I like sucking cock’ I nodded. ‘I sucked him like I suck you baby. It was almost your cock there... just thicker’ She told me how after 10 minutes of her sucking him the guy started cumming. He first shot in her mouth then pulled out and squirted over her tits and neck. She thought that would be that, but this young guys cock didn’t go soft. That it just stayed there, little drips of cum on the end. He told her to turn around. She got on her knees with her head on the back of the sofa and then felt this young guys cock at the entrance to her pussy. He held her by the hips as he slammed into her. She told me she screamed out. His cock was stretching her. He fucked her hard and fast. She told me how she came on his twice before he started cumming inside her. He pulled her hard onto him so he was buried deep inside her and then he groaned as she felt his cum hit her pussy. She told me that he asked for her number but she said no. She told me on the way home her and her mate were giggling about the cum they could both feel leaking from their pussies. She told me she wanted to fuck me when she got in, but I just told her I was tired and went back to sleep (it was 3am!) By this point I’d started stroking the back of her neck and I kissed her on the top of her head. I was really turned on, and had kind of forgotten that the girl In the story was my wife. She could see my erection through my jeans and began stroking it through the material. ‘Does this mean you forgive me?’ She asked. I just kind of mumbled that I wish she hadn’t done it, and she just said ‘oh really?’ As she I did my jeans. She started stroking my cock and after about 10 pumps I started to cum, really hard! I came on my wife’s top and my own t shirt. 8 or 9 powerful blasts- much more than my normal cum. My dick began to go soft almost straight away which my wife said was disappointing. We never went to the cinema that night, and after cleaning up we sat in and watched TV. I couldn’t muster another erection later either, and I heard my wife in the toilet getting herself off before bed. I now find myself desperate to have my wife cheat again. I want her to get fucked over and over. I think she knows this
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