My Wife The Maid
Part 32
Discovering her Husband's Secret
Eventually, when I woke up, the sun was shining through the bedroom window. As I opened my eyes. I could see that Sir was lying next to me, watching me awake, kissing my forehead and cheek before kissing my mouth tenderly and lovingly.
“How are you feeling, Evelyn?” Sir asked with what seemed to be a slight concern in his voice.
“I..I’m okay, Sir,” I kind of stuttered out.
However, I had no recollection of how I got here after the party, but I could now feel the soreness in both my cunt and my ass from the fucking I'd taken and especially now remembering the fucking I took from Matt's huge Monster of a cock.
It was as if Sir was reading my mind,
“Oh God, Evelyn, how you managed take all of Matt's huge cock I will never know. There are not very many women who have managed to take it all, and I can't remember anyone taking the type of pounding from his cock you did,” he told me, smiling. “I was so proud that you were my whore Evelyn,” Sir said, which had me beaming with a big smile and kissing him again, as making him proud of me gave me so much pride in myself also.
However, when I moved, I could feel the soreness, and Sir noticed this and very kindly said, “You relax just now, Evelyn, I will run you a soothing bath,” as he just kissed my forehead as he rose to go to the bathroom.
I just lay on the bed as Sir went to run a bath for me, but all my mind could think of was Matt's cock. How big it was and with so much girth, how it hurt as he pushed it in. But then all I thought of now was the pleasure of feeling so full of cock that I could ever have imagined.
Automatically, my fingers moved down over my cunt lips, gently touching myself, wondering if he really had not only ruined my cunt for Dave's much, much smaller cock but for any cock probably under 10" also.
Oh fuck I definitely was still so tender, and as I slowly and gently slipped a finger inside myself, I could tell that, whilst it was not a gaping cavern, my cunt still hadn't fully closed tight like it was before. My cunt lips seemed looser too, no doubt from being pulled and stretched back and forth with every thrust of Matt's huge cock.
I was getting wet again just thinking of Matt's cock. Did this mean it turned me on? Did I want it again? Was I craving Matt's monster of a cock to fuck me more? Was I, like Matt said, going to want and need more and more huge Black Cocks.
I really didn't need to wonder about that, as I knew the answer to that.
I'd never come so powerfully and squirt so much juice; I was now remembered, couldn't even escape from my cunt as I was completely air-tight around his cock.
I was glad that my husband, Dave, hadn't seen me take that cock as I'm sure it would have knocked him over, especially as Matt was telling everyone that he was ruining my cunt so much that my husband would never fuck me again.
Had he ruined it, though?
I know for sure Dave could never compete with the fucking Matt gave me, but Dave's fucking was different. More Of Love and tenderness than fucking. Was I just trying to convince myself that I hadn’t been ruined by Matt’s cock?
Suddenly, I was brought back from my thoughts by Sir shouting through to me, “Evelyn, that's your bath ready.”
I gingerly managed to get myself up from the bed, noticing as I did that the sheets were soaking with pools of spunk everywhere around me. Some was still dribbling down my thighs as I stood up.
I slowly managed to make my way to the bathroom, although Sir, realising that I would be sore, came and helped me walk through.
“Mmmmmm, Oh ty Sir, this feels wonderful, ty for looking after me so well" I smiled up at Sir, who sat with me on the side of the bath.
As we were chatting, I reiterated my thoughts from earlier to Sir, “Sir, what arrangements did you make with Dave, as to when he will be able to watch me being fucked, to be a whore for you. I'm just glad he didn't see me being such a whore as I was last night, and especially see me taking Matt's huge cock, Sir. That would have killed him inside, I'm sure”
Sir seemed a bit hesitant to answer me, “Sir”, I asked again.
“Well, Evelyn, he has watched you, and yes, he did watch you take that humongous cock last night”, Sir now told me.
“What, When. I didn't see him, Sir??” I asked quizzically now.
“Evelyn, this might shake you. Are you sure you want to know?” Sir said, with a serious look on his face.
“Yes, Sir, what is it, I need to know”, I responded quickly.
Well, you remember the Maid last night,” he said
“Yes”, I said “, Sabrina was her name, wasn't it?”
“Yes, that's her girly name”, Sir now said.
“Her Girly name, what do you mean?” I quizzed him.
“Well, that Girl was actually a male, Evelyn”, Sir said.
“No, really!!” I exclaimed.
“Yes, Evelyn, a male called Dave”, he just said, now seeming to be watching me intently.
It took a minute to sink in just what he had said.
“FUCK MY DAVE !!!, NO COULDN'T BE” I was almost shouting out now.
“Yes, Evelyn, your Dave”, Sir told me then, adding, “So he did see you being such a big whore fucking all those Black cocks, many of them which he sucked to get hard for you, my little whore. And he did see you taking all of Matt's cock and the results of what that fucking had on your cunt, Evelyn”
“OHHH FUCK NO, HOW? WHY? DAVE’S NOT A GIRL,” I screamed out now.
“Do you want me to tell you everything about how that came about, Evelyn?" Sir asked me.
“Yes, please, Sir, I need to know why”, I replied, still in a slight state of shock.
“Well, Evelyn, I told you I'd speak to Dave, and I went over to see him when you went out Shopping with Susan”, he told me as I listened intently, but was still confused as to why Dave had been at the party, dressed as a maid.
Sir continued, “I knocked on the door, but there was no answer, but his car was in your driveway. Worried that something might be wrong, I let myself in with the key you gave me.”
Then, looking down at me, he asked, “Are you okay? Do you want me carry on, Evelyn?”
“Yes, Yes please go on, Sir, I need to know everything”, I told him.
He then carried on, “He wasn't downstairs, but I could hear music coming from upstairs, and I began to wonder if perhaps he had another woman up there. So I crept up the stairs and was sure I was right, as I could hear a feminine voice singing along to the music.”
“No, Dave wouldn't cheat on me, he said he was okay with what I was doing”, I cried out to Sir.
“Hold on, Evelyn, let me tell you everything without interrupting me, okay?” he scolded me.
“I'm sorry, Sir, yes, please carry on”, I apologised.
“So I opened the door to your bedroom, and I was shocked to see a blonde-haired woman there”, as I immediately interrupted him again without thinking.
“He was cheating on me!!!” I said, shocked.
“EVELYN!” Sir said sternly.
Lowering my head, I again apologised.
“If you interrupt again, I will be forced to punish you, Evelyn,” then laughing, But then I think you might enjoy that.”
Sir then carried on, “As Dave wasn't in the room, I was about to leave when the woman shouted, 'Please don't tell Evelyn, but this time the voice was definitely a male voice, which was coming from the blonde woman.
“I stood at the door looking at the woman/man and said DAVE!!.
She/he just nodded, and I stood totally confused at first, but then realised that your husband was a cross-dresser, and I just began to laugh" Sir now paused for my reaction.
“When did he start this? Is this because I've become a whore, Sir?” I asked, concerned now.
Sir laughed loudly, “That was the funny thing, Evelyn, he told me he had been dressing for years, even before he met you. He said he stopped when you moved in together and married, but that he found himself drawn back into it about two years after you married and has been secretly dressing when you been working, Evelyn.”
He again paused a bit longer this time.
“What is it, Sir? What's wrong?” I asked worryingly at his pause, suggesting something was wrong.
“It was just that he confessed that on the night I found you in my room, he had gone to a club fully dressed as Sabrina”, Sir told me.
“What, he couldn't have, he wouldn't”, I said, shocked.
Sir then spoke again, “It was then that I came up with the Idea of him being the sexy Maid at the party last night. I knew if we kept him a reasonable distance away from you, he’d pass as female to you,” Sir now told me.
“Fuck I had no idea”, I told Sir as we both began laughing now, mine more of a nervous laugh though.
“Well, I could tell that definitely wasn't the first time he had sucked cock”, I now giggled.
Sir leaned down and kissed me lovingly.
“You just finish your relaxing bath, Evelyn, and I will prepare some breakfast”, as he walked away, leaving me soaking myself in the warm water.
