Marie pushed open the front door of her home and headed
straight for the bedroom. She had just come back from a
night out with her college friends. Normally she would
spent Friday evening with her husband Leo but he had to
wake up very early the next morning.
Marie quickly got out of her clubbing clothes which for
this night consisted of a tiny tight t-shirt in dark
blue with a deep cut down the front showing a lot of
her cleavage, and short black leather skirt that was
not too tight to walk in but just short and loose
enough to fire the guys (and sometimes girls)
imagination.
Her exposed mid-drift between the t-shirt and the skirt
fuelled their imagination further. Black fishnet
stockings encased her long toned legs with three inches
knee height boots, leaving nearly six inches of
stockings on display between the boots and the hem of
the skirt. Underneath all these, Marie wore a light
blue cotton push-up bra, which made her firm medium
size tits looked even bigger, and a pair of bikini
panties in matching colour.
She put each piece of clothing into the laundry basket
in the bathroom as she stripped. When she finished,
Marie put on a loose sleeping t-shirt and pants, then
got into bed quietly hoping she did not wake her
husband up.
Leo woke up when his wife, Marie, returned from a night
out with her friends. When she began to snore, he
slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom. As he
finished relieving himself, he noticed his wife’s
underwear lie atop the laundry basket. The cotton,
powder blue panties lying on top of the matching bra
but what caught his eyes was the dark stain on the
gusset of her panties.
‘That’s odd,’ Leo thought to himself, and then he
noticed that the wet patch appeared shiny and his first
thought was that perhaps his wife had been horny. After
having been together for many years, he knew she could
get very wet if properly aroused, and alcohol always
helped.
Curious, he picked the panties out of the laundry
basket and examined them. The strong smell of her pussy
juice assaulted his nose. However, this was not just
her ordinary pussy smell, something else was mixed with
it.
‘Is it sweat?’ he thought, though not really convinced.
As he brought the panties closer to his face and
despite the poor lighting in the bathroom, he could see
a milky white fluid at the gusset of the panties.
Still holding the cotton panties in his hand, he opened
the bathroom door. His wife was lying on the bed
asleep, her long blond hair spread across the pillow.
Her lips were red and slightly swollen and set in the
tiniest smile. He thought he could see a little bruise
on her neck, but maybe that was just a trick of the
shadows.
“It can’t be!” he thought. “She would never cheat on
me. At least not without telling me first.” Who could
it have been? Who had fucked her? Had she lied to him
about the night out with the girls? Was she carrying on
a secret affair, or was it a stranger she had met in
the bar?
He brought the panties up to his nose and inhaled. The
heavy smell of male cum was too strong to miss. He
dipped his fingers into the viscous liquid and rubbed
the slippery juices between his fingers. He looked at
the glistening fluid covering the tips of his fingers.
Bringing them to his lips, he slipped them into his
mouth. Closing his eyes Leo tasted the mixture of
juices imagining his wife getting horny. He imagined
her hiking up her skirt to let the stranger finger fuck
her pussy, and she wrapped her long legs up in the air
when he pushed his cock into her.
Leo sucked gently on his fingers, tasting pussy and
cum. He licked all around his fingers searching for
every taste. Then he was startled when Marie turned
over in bed. He quickly placed her panties back on top
of the pile of clothes and went back to bed himself but
his hard cock refused to go soft.
His mind was filled with images of his wife having sex
with the stranger, and images of the stranger’s cum
dripped out from her well fucked pussy. How he wanted
to be there to lick them all up, as they came out. Leo
wondered whether cum was leaking from his wife’s pussy
right at the moment, as she lie next to him in their
martial bed.
***
Next morning Leo’s thoughts raced along almost as fast
as his car as he drove to his office. ‘Stupid weekend
duty!’ he vented to no one in particular. ‘If I don’t
need to work today at least I can ask Marie about last
night.’ However, how would he confront Marie about last
night? He was certain she had has sex with some guy,
the cum-soaked panties left no doubts on that count.
Did she cheat on him though? That, Leo was not so sure.
The truth was that it was Leo’s fantasy to see Marie
taken by another man and she in term wanted to try out
sex with more than one man, preferably at the same
time. They had been discussing their fantasies and
their desires with each other for a while and on the
surface, it looked like they were well matched.
However, they had never worked up the courage to act on
it together; they did agree that they would not try
things out without the other partner.
‘May be Marie got tired of waiting for me and decided
to take matter into her own hands?’ Leo wondered as
drove his car through the front gate of the office
towards his parking space.
***
Marie woke up in late morning by the sound of a car
horn outside her home. She looked at the clock on the
nightstand next to her and thankful about the car horn,
because otherwise she would still be in bed when Leo
came home. She jumped into the shower, longing for the
how water to wash away the alcohol and smoky smell from
the night before.
When she stepped out of the shower, Marie froze in her
track. She noticed that in her drunken state last night
she had left her panties at the top of the pile of
clothes in the laundry basket when she undress. Even
after sitting there for a whole night, Marie could see
the gusset of her panties was still damp with white
cum. ‘Did Leo see it?’ she was dying to know suddenly.
If he had, he did not say a word to her before he left
earlier. Moreover, that would spare her the trouble of
finding a way to tell him what she had done. ‘Should I
tell him about last night when he comes home? We’ve
promised each other that we would do it together and I
broke that promise.’
The reason her panties looked so ‘fresh’ was that when
he woke up this morning the sight of the cum-soaped
panties was too much for Leo and he ended up closing
the bathroom door, wrapped the still damp panties
around his cock, and jerked off a huge load into it
while imagining her being taken by another man.
As Marie dried her long hair in front of the bathroom
mirror and saw her tits swing with the movement of her
arms, she remembered how her tits were squeezed by the
large hands when they made out outside the back of the
club. Then her mind went back to the night before. She
did not plan to hook up with a man at the beginning of
the evening when she and her friends arrived at the
club. After a week of studying hard, she just wanted to
relax, got drunk, and danced the night away. A few
drinks and dances later, Marie went to the bar to get
the next round of drinks and that was when she noticed
him.
The man was a slightly taller than her, which made him
pretty tall as her high heel boots plus her 5′ 7″ body
made her stand out in a crowd. His body looked well
built and definitely well dressed and good looking, as
Marie continuously stole glances at him while she
waited for her drinks. When she got back to her table,
she could not help but followed him with her glances.
Over the next hour or so, Marie could tell that he was
there with his friends just as she was. The rest of his
friends seemed to be the usual type of alpha male,
looking to bed women. He did not seem to be interested
in the flirting game though he did not seem gay either.
His disinterest made Marie more curious and finally
after a few more drinks she ended up in the dance floor
dancing a few metres from him. She looked around to see
where her friends were. Vanessa and Janet were at the
bar talking to couple of guys, and Stacy was dancing at
the other side of the dance floor, totally absorbed in
herself.
Feeling that she was safe for the moment from the
prying eyes of her friends, Marie nonchalantly made her
way towards him and danced with him. When the song
started mixing to the next, Marie took the change of
rhythm as her cue to strike up a conversation with him.
She found out that his name was Steve Dock and recently
moved into town from the other side of the country.
Before she could find out more, her favourite song came
on and she turned her attention on dancing with Steve Dock.
However, it was no ordinary dancing, Marie used all the
sexy dance moves she knew on him. One minute she was
grinding her body against his; the next minute she was
dancing with her back to him, letting him circle his
arms around her and pulled her tight against him. Even
through the layers of clothing between them, Marie
could feel his hard cock rubbed against her swaying ass
as she danced in front of him.
Just as the song was coming to the end, Marie hold up
her arms thus inviting Steve Dock to move his hands up along
with hers. He told the hint and moved his hands slowly
from her waist up her body, reaching her armpits then
up her arms. On their way up, Steve Dock’s hands lightly
caressed the side of her tits through her tight t-
shirt.
He did it so smoothly that none of the people dancing
next to them noticed. But Marie certainly felt them and
it turned her on tremendously. No one had ever danced
that way to her before. Then the next song came on and
it was not one that she particularly likes. She turned
around to face Steve Dock and pulled his face next to hers.
“Meet me outside at the back in five minutes, Ok?”
Marie asked him as she stared at his eyes to make sure
he understood what she said over the loud music.
“There is a back door that way. Just go out there and
wait for me. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” She moved
her head to indicate the direction of the back door.
Steve Dock nodded to acknowledge and moved towards the back
door. As they separated, Steve Dock copped another feel of
Marie’s tit, right in the middle of the dance floor.
For a brief moment, Marie stood speechless in the dance
floor surrounded by moving dancers. Never had she met a
guy this aggressive but yet so smooth before. Even her
husband Leo, who pursued her for a long time, was not
this aggressive.
Marie made her way to the bar where Vanessa and Janet
were still chatting to some guys. She told them that
she was going to the ladies room and would be back
soon. Marie knew this would buy her about ten to
fifteen minutes because of the usual long queue for the
ladies room, and she knew that her friend knew too.
Causally, she headed in the general direction of the
ladies room but when she got to the end of the queue
for the ladies room, she did not stop. Marie continued
past the ladies room door and walked towards the back
door. Without looking back, she pushed the door opened
and went outside.
Marie looked around and found Steve Dock leaning against the
wall drink a beer, waiting for her. As she walked the
short distance between them, she could see the
indifference look had gone from his face and demeanour.
In its places was a quiet confidence that said he was
serious.
Then she was upon him, kissing passionately with each
other as one of his hands was grabbing her ass through
her leather skirt while the other was working its way
underneath her t-shirt towards her tits. Her hands had
not been idle either. They were working furiously on
Steve Dock’s pants zipper, trying to free his hardening cock
from the confine of his pants.
Once Steve Dock’s cock was liberated into the cool evening
air, Marie jerked it along its length couple of times
to make sure it was nice and hard. His cock was about
the same length as Leo’s but was much wider in girth.
As she wrapped her long fingers around it, Marie
guessed that it must be at least an inch wider than her
husband cock.
She then whispered into Steve Dock’s ear, “We don’t have
much time. Fuck me with your cock now.” She took her
hand away from his cock, grabbed the front hem of her
leather skirt, and pulled it up to her waist. She then
pulled the gusset of her panties to one side and hooked
one of her legs around Steve Dock’s waist.
Steve Dock did not need to be asked twice. He bent down a
little to compensate for the height difference, despite
Marie’s high heel boot, took his hard cock and aimed it
at the exposed pussy. After making sure his cock head
was situated at the entrance of her wet pussy, Steve Dock
took his hand out from underneath her bra and grabbed
her ass with both hands, taking her whole body weight
in his hands. Marie responded by wrapping her other
legs around his waist, opening up her pussy even
further.
Knowing time was of essence; Steve Dock pushed the whole
length of his cock into the hot, steaming pussy in one
go. Aided by the ample lubricant from Marie’s pussy,
his cock spread her pussy wide open without any
resistance and knocked the air out of Marie’s lung.
“Oh Jesus, you are huge!” Marie moaned loudly into his
shoulder as he pulled it out and setup a steady fucking
rhythm, pinning her against the rough wall.
“Bigger than you husband?” Steve Dock asked between breaths.
“What?” Marie grasped. She was surprised that he knew.
Then she realized he must have noticed her wedding ring
on her finger. “Fuck yes! I’ve never feel this full.”
Even with her pussy spread wide open in her position,
she could feel every bump and ridge of his cock rubbing
against her pussy wall as it fuck in and out, sending
jolts of pleasure almost continuously.
Steve Dock was no longer fucking Marie gently anymore. He
slammed his cock into her willing pussy hard every
stroke. Through the haze of her approaching orgasm,
Marie could tell that he would be cumming soon.
Then it was upon her. Steve Dock was trying to push his cock
even further up her pussy, and thus rubbing her
sensitive clit with his pubic bone. This pushed her
over the edge and her pussy walls clamped down on his
cock hard, making it almost impossible for him to keep
on fucking her. As Marie rode out one of her best
orgasm and tried not to make too much noise in the
process, the contractions of her pussy wall proved too
much for Steve Dock as well.
He plunged his cock upward for the last time, pushing
Marie’s body up the wall more. He kept his cock buried
deep and started releasing his load of sperm inside
Marie. Each blast of his sperm was accompanied with a
jump of his cock and a deep grunt.
Marie was just over her orgasmic peak and was slowly on
her way down when she felt the first blast of Steve Dock’s
hot sperm coating her innards. She moaned
appreciatively into his ear as he continued shooting
more sperm into her. Marie loved the feeling of a man
cumming deep inside her.
She loved how the cock grew a little bit stiffer and
bigger just before cumming and she loved the hot, wet,
and slippery feeling as her pussy was filled with
sperm. Nothing pleased her more than knowing her body
was appreciated. Then she felt his body relaxed and
knew he had finished cumming, even though his cock was
still twitching inside her pussy.
Carefully, Marie pushed Steve Dock away from her and let her
legs down to the floor one by one. In the process, his
cock slipped out from her pussy and now sandwiched
between the two heaving bodies.
“That was,” Marie tried to steady her breathing.
“Amazing! Where do you learn to fuck like that?”
“I’ve some great teachers. And you are a great fuck!
Your husband is a very luck man.” Steve Dock replied
breathlessly too. “Can I see you again?”
“Yes! No!” Marie was unsure what to answer, with the
mention of her husband the reality of what she just did
set in. “May be. I don’t know. I need to talk to my
husband. We’d better go back inside. My friends will be
looking for me soon.”
She looked around to find something to clean up the cum
that was now dripping out from her. Finding none, she
reluctantly pulled her panties back to its normal
position and covered her wet slit. She then straighten
out her fishnet stocking and adjusted her bra and t-
shirt to make sure no one will notice her illicit
activity.
‘Thank god for the leather skirt, at least I won’t get
visible wet stain,’ thought Marie as she walked towards
the back door.
“Wait!” Steve Dock ran and caught up with Marie before she
reached the door. “Here is my number. Call me if you
change your mind.”
Marie took the piece of paper with his phone number
from Steve Dock, “Ok, I’ll call you.” She turned away from
Steve Dock, pulled open the door and walked back inside the
club. Not having any pockets or her small handbag with
her, Marie folded up the paper and hide it underneath
her bra.
As she walked towards the bar where her friends were,
Marie noticed her hair was messed up from her quick
fuck outside when she walked past a mirror. She quickly
put them back into place and hoped that they would not
notice. When she joined her friends at the bar, she
told them that she was leaving early.
“Do you feel OK?” asked Vanessa.
“No, I feel fine. I just want to go home.” Marie tried
to convince her friends without arising further
questions. “You guys should stay and have fun. I’ll
take a taxi home. I’ll be fine.”
“I bet you are going home to give Leo some midnight
sex!” Janet chimed in.
“May be,” Marie blushed while her friends laughed. ‘If
only they knew I’ve just fucked a stranger outside and
his cum is leaking soaking my panties right now!’ she
thought.
After saying goodbyes to her friends, Marie took a taxi
home. As she ride through the dark night, she took the
piece of paper with the phone number out and debated
how she would tell Leo about that night and how much it
would change their marriage. Would it change for better
or worse? Undecided, she dropped it into her handbag
and looked forward to being home.
***
When Leo got home at the end of the day, his wife was
reading a magazine on the sofa when he walked into the
living room.
“Hey darling, how’s your day?” asked Leo.
“The usual. Did some tidy up and managed to do?” Marie
answered.
“Want to go out and grab some dinner later?” Leo asked
as he walked into their bedroom to change out of his
uniform.
“Sure. Where?” Marie shouted across the rooms.
“Wherever you like,” Leo shouted back. He peeked into
the bathroom as he changed and noticed that the laundry
basket was now empty. His wife must have done the
laundry, he thought. He decided then that he would ask
his wife about last night now. He was going to ask her
later, may be during dinner, but sensing that now might
be a good time he put on a fresh t-shirt and walked
back into the living room.
“Marie,” Leo sat down in the sofa across from his wife.
“You know that nice blue bra and panties that I love?”
“What about them?” Marie tensed unconsciously, but did
not escape Leo’s eyes.
“Nothing. Just having seen you wear them recently,
that’s all.” Leo tried to judge her reaction.
“Oh, I wore them last night but they are cleaned
already so I can wear them tonight for you,” Marie
nervously replied, hoping she could delay telling Leo
for a bit longer. She had not worked out how to tell
him yet but she promised herself she would.
“I saw them in the laundry basket last night after you
came back.” Leo blurted it out. “I know.”