After twelve years it came to an end. I met my first wife in high school, and I was head over heels for her. She was a year younger than me and we were both awkward weirdos in a small town. It seemed like I had found my soulmate, and I went to a community college so I could be near her. I was fortunate to scrape a job as a technician in a call center, and she dropped out after I gradated. I networked through a service call with a larger company and we moved out to San Francisco. We got married, and I started making good money. I was away a lot of the time, and while I was at a conference for a week she slept with a friend of hers. I was furious, I threatened divorce, but she swore she would never do it again. She convinced me to stay, and things went back to normal.
Nearly one year to the day I caught her. I thought I would surprise her by coming home early. Yet as I pulled up to the house I noticed a car in our drive that wasn't mine. With a sinking feeling in my stomach I just drove past our house, and I called her. Out of breath she picked up. “Hey honey.” She said “How is the conference going?”
“Its going great.” I said. Thoughts ran through my head. The worst scenarios playing out in my mind. “Why do you seem so out of breath?”
“I just got done jogging. I'm about to hop in the shower.”
“That's good.” I said. “I was just checking in between meetings. I love you.”
“I love you.” She replied. “Gotta go.” She hung up the phone, and I had made my way around the block. The unknown car was still there so I parked up the curb a bit. I sat in the car a few minutes the sinking feeling getting worse. My heart began beating like a racehorse as I opened the door, and as quietly as I could I pushed it closed.
With leaden feet I made my way to the door, and as quietly as I could I opened it. The house was quiet, and I paused in the doorway. The sinking feeling gave way to relief as I heard the shower running. Maybe I was being paranoid, and a neighbor had parked in our driveway, or maybe…
My brain reeled with possibilities as I started putting my keys down in the bowl, but just as they hit the bowl my wife moaned.
I tiptoed down the hallway holding my breath. The bathroom door was wide open and I stuck my head around the doorway. We had a stand up shower with a clear glass door. Inside my wife was pressed against the glass her face and tits flush against it. A man I had never seen before stood behind her thrusting hard and fast. With each thrust her tits pushed harder against the glass and as I watched he smacked her ass the sound sounding like a gunshot, and she moaned again. I quickly pulled my head back into the hall my heart pounding.
My thoughts racing I pulled out my phone and turned on the camera. While I was searching for the app I heard the man ask her if she loved his cock. Without hesitation she moaned yes, and after a brief pause she told him to fuck her harder. The shock began to wear off, and it was replaced with a cold anger. I began recording and stood in the doorway. They didn't notice me standing there while they fucked. Somehow they didn't even notice when he pulled out and she got on her knees taking his dick into her mouth. She worked quickly taking as much of it as she could and wrapping her hand around the rest. It didn't take long for the guy to grab her hair and start fucking her face, and he quickly seized up and held her head still. She pulled back and his dick popped out. Goblets of cum hit her in the face and leaked out of her mouth. At this time I walked calmly into the bathroom still holding the phone. Getting nice and close to er face so you could clearly see the cum.
“Mark!” She screamed. “What are you doing?”
“Oh shit!” The guy yelled running out the bathroom.
I didn’t care about the guy to be honest. All I could do was stare numbly at my wife with some guys jizz in her face. I stood there staring at her while she began screaming telling me what a sorry sack of shit I was, and how the guy’s dick was better in every way. She yelled that he and others had been fucking her for months and she was glad I knew. She told me to get my shit and get out. I left the house phone in hand, and ended up crashing with a coworker.
Since then I've grown socially making plenty of friends, but at the time I was very antisocial. It just goes to show how awesome David really is. He didn't ask for anything and even smoothed things out with the boss while I tried to get my life together. I didn't know what to do so he called his sister Sarah, a lawyer who just passed the bar.
She came by his house that afternoon. A beat up Volkswagon buggy that was probably older than Davids apartment building pulled into the driveway, and a stunning petite red head with her hair in a neat ponytail climbed out. She was wearing wearing jeans and a red sweater that went around her shoulders instead of her neck. She saw me and David watching from the window, and her face went crimson hiding a smattering of freckles on her cheeks. “She’s embarrassed by the car.” David informed me. “It was mom’s way back in the day.”
“Hey David!” She said coming in, and giving him a quick hug. “What’s Going on?”
He grinned, and said. “I think I got a client for you.”
“Oh yeah? This isn’t another thing like last time where someone wants to sue some place for bullshit reasons again?” She looked at me. “No offense, but the last time one of his buddies had a thought, they thought they could make a quick buck by suing McDonalds by faking a pube in their burger.”
“No.” He replied looking a little embarrassed. He pointed at me. “This is my buddy Mark, and he caught his wife cheating on him.”
Her left eyebrow raised. “How long have you guys been married?”
“Five years.” I said.
“Damn.” She muttered. “Did she work?”
“No.” I said. “she quit going to college her last year, and I started making enough that it didn’t matter. Why do you ask?”
“She’s gonna end up going after alimony if you file for divorce.”
“But she cheated on me.”
“Doesn’t matter unless you can prove it.”
Marks face broke into a huge grin. “Well actually our stud here managed to get her in the act and record it. It’s quite the video.”
“Oh? Well that would be a huge help.” She pointed to the kitchen. “Let’s
go sit down.” We went into the kitchen, and Sarah sat down next to me. “Show it to me.” She said. “David will you make some coffee?”
I pulled out my phone and scrolled to the video. It was a good seven to eight minutes long, I began to get rock hard about halfway through it. I had a very visible tent poking through the jeans I was wearing, and praying that Sarah didn't notice I quickly looked around for something else to fixate on. That’s when I noticed Sarah's sweater had a pretty low cut, and from the angle we were sitting at I had a great view of her tits. They were pretty big, and an idle thought wondered how her petite frame supported them. This only served to make me more aroused, and I quickly looked away.
“Jesus Sarah.” David said behind us. “Not exactly business attire is it?” I nearly jumped out of my chair as David smirked at us. “Bad enough you’re watching smut in my house, but now you’re trying to seduce my friend?”
Sarah’s face turned crimson again, and she pulled her shirt up a little. “Shut up David.” She muttered. Then she turned to me. “I’m gonna go on a limb here and assume that was your wife?”
Showing a bit more wit than I usually do I said. “No. Just wanted to watch it for fun.” David guffawed with laughter and clapped a hand on my shoulder. Sarah somehow went a deeper shade of crimson. “Well evidence like that should really help. I tell you what let me go look up case law, and start filing paperwork. Why don’t we meet tomorrow afternoon?” It sounded good to me and she left.
The next day David went in to work, and I watched TV. Flicking through channels nothing caught my eye so I went for a walk. David didn’t live far from the beach and I found myself staring at the ocean. My wife had texted me nonstop for the last few days a mixture of pleading and vitriol alternating between the two irregularly. David had told me to ignore it, but I scrolled through it sitting on the beach. I spent longer than I thought reading all of it because my phone rang.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hey Mark!” Sarah Chimed. “I’m at David’s where are you?”
“Oh shit I'm so sorry I went for a walk and lost track of time I’ll be there in a bit.”
“Are you at the beach?” She asked. “We can grab a bite to eat we have a lot of stuff to go over.”
“Yeah.” I said. “Where should we go?”
“I’ll come by and pick you up. Just go stand by the road.” I made my way to the road, and Sarah quickly pulled up in her buggy and I climbed in. We made idle small talk while she fought with afternoon traffic, and I noticed she was wearing another low cut sweater this one a light purple and a skirt. It had ridden up well past her knees, and I enjoyed a nice view of her legs as we made our way to a bar. We took a booth and discussed my impending divorce. There were so many fine details that I didn’t think about, but things were actually looking good. We spent a couple hours going over preliminary documents. We were there so long I began to lose track of how much beer I had. When we were done she left to put the documents in the car, and I ordered another round.
“Starting the party without me?” She asked walking back towards the booth, and raising her eyebrow.
“Party?” I asked.
“Of course!” She exclaimed. “Today you made the first crucial step to getting away from that crazy bitch.” She seemed to realize what she said and turned crimson again. It was starting to be pretty cute and I chuckled. “I’m sorry.” she said.
“Don’t be.” I reassured her. “You should see the text shes been sending me.”
“Oh?” She moved to the other side of the booth. “Lemme see.” I pulled out my phone and we started reading through the texts as we drank. We pantomimed my ex, getting more and more evil, and making each other laugh. I warmed up to her, and I started cracking jokes and telling stories making her laugh as we hung out. After awhile I noticed that once again her top had fallen down quite a bit, and I quickly grew a little stiff looking down her top. As she read she leaned further down and her hand rested on my thigh. My stiffy instantly grew and my face became flush. Sarah smirked looking at me. “Do you like what you see?”
“I’m so sorry.” I said. “I-”
She cut me off. “How long have you been with your wife?”
She laughed. “No wonder.” She looked up at me. “My hand didn’t end up there by accident.” She scooted it up a little further coming awfully close to my raging erection. She leaned up putting her face closer to mine. Shocked I just stared at her. A confused look crossed her face. “Is it to soon?”
“No!” I said figuring out what she wanted, and worried I had ruined it. “To be honest I just don’t know what I'm doing.”
“Well usually if a girl comes on to you this hard, you kiss her and see where things go.” My face red I leaned in. Her lips met mine, and I quickly lost track of time. Her hand traveled further up my thigh finding my cock. As we kissed she started rubbing it through my jeans. I instinctively bucked my hips shaking the table. She pulled away giggling. Embarrassed I readjusted myself.
“Lets take this party to go.” She said. She went to the car as I paid the tab and the bartender gave me a wink. I had to stop myself from running to the car. She drove like a crazy woman, and we soon entered the suburbs. She pulled up in front of a nice house. We climbed out and She paused in front of the door. “I need you to be quiet.” She said. “I uh- Well law school is expensive and I still live with my parents.” Her face blossomed Crimson again.
I wanted to laugh at her for being embarrassed, but instead I said. “Don’t worry I lived with my mom till I got my first job.” She smiled at me and we tiptoed inside. Her parents were in bed as the lights were off so she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. She pushed me into a room and flipped on the lights. “I’ll be right back she said.” She ducked out and I heard her moving down the hallway, and I looked around the room. Various thick books laid around the room most piled on a chair next to a desk. The bed was tussled and a poster of some boy band was above the bed.
Nervous I sat down in the empty chair in front of the desk and waited. I didn’t have to wait long as Sarah soon popped back in with two glasses and a bottle of wine. “I hope you like red.” She said pouring two glasses. She quickly downed hers, and poured a second.
“Nervous?” I asked.
“Kinda.” She said. “Normally I take guys to their place, but you’re staying with David.”
“Its nice.” I said smirking. I pointed to the poster, and then the books. “Its like a teenage girl got really into dictionaries.”
She threw a pillow at me. “Those books are part of the reason I'm still living here you tool.”
I downed the glass and stood up awkwardly. She gave a chuckle. “Oh? So soon?”
She stood up and grabbed my hands she pulled me unto the bed. Our lips locked and soon she started tugging at my shirt. I leaned up and pulled it off while she tugged her sweater off. She slowly pulled it up her tits coming up with it till the dropped out of it. Her tits were jiggled, and I was pleased to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were a light pink and I pushed her back down to the bed. I kissed her neck my hands moving up to grab her tits. I moved further down with my kisses sticking her right nipple in my mouth while my right hand kept grabbing her other tit. A soft sigh emanated from her. Soon she started wiggling her hips so I moved lower kissing down her navel till I hit her skirt. I stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I knelt down between her legs hiking up her skirt around her midriff. She had on a pair of black lace panties and I licked slowly up her slit through the panties. I was rewarded with another sigh and a slight buck of her hips. I continued my assault through the panties, and soon between sighs I got soft quiet moans. Teasing I slowed down, pausing between licks to lightly kiss her thighs with the occasional nibble.
Grabbing my hair painfully she shoved my face back into her slit. Rewarding her impatience I slid the sopping wet panties to the side and exposed her glistening lips. Her clit stood out and I leaned down and started sucking. A loud slow moan came out and her legs clamped down on my head. I snuck my right hand up and put a finger into her winking hole. It was surprisingly tight and I had difficulty getting my first finger in. I pushed harder sinking the rest of the way in as I took a breather. I continued to lick her clit between breaths as I worked my finger slowly in and out. Her moans were getting louder and her hips began to buck up into my mouth. Her thighs closed tighter around my head. Knowing she was close I began to suck on her clit again sticking a second finger in and rapidly thrusting into her.
“Oh shit.” She moaned before becoming incomprehensible again. Her hips rapidly bucked and her hands gripped my hair painfully. Her thighs clenched super hard and she began to shake. I continued sucking her clit as she came, but stopped my thrusting just leaving my fingers in. She tugged on my hair pulling me up for a kiss. “Well someone has foreplay down pat.” she said.
She pulled on me and I fell to the bed beside her. She sat up and tugged on my jeans pulling them down. My cock covered in pre fell out as she pulled off my boxers. She knelt at the edge of the bed and I sat up. She slowly licked down its length licking up every bit of precum, and then slowly ran her tongue from the bottom of my shaft to the tip, finishing by putting the tip in her mouth. She slowly started taking more and more of my cock in her mouth till she started gagging. She grabbed the base of my cock twisting as she bobbed her head up and down. Stimulated from my earlier exploits I didn’t last long. “I’m gonna cum!” I gasped. She continued her ministrations and I started shooting ropes of cum into her mouth. She pulled my cock out jerking me off as I continued to cum. She let it shoot all over her tits. I sat back with a sigh drained, but definitely wanting more.
“Damn I’m good.” She said breathing heavily. “Ready for round two?” She used her sweater to wipe my cum from her tits and had me scoot further up the bed. She laid against me toying with my chest hair. I pulled her head up and gave her a kiss. She snuck her tongue in and I tasted the sour salty taste of my cum. I instantly grew hard imagining her lips around my cock and she noticed. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
She straddled me rubbing her pussy over my hard dick as she leaned down and started kissing me. I noticed she was sopping wet, and as she leaned away for a breath I said. “Apparently I am not the only one. Your soaking wet, and your panties seem to have disappeared.” Her face went that lovely shade of crimson and she playfully slapped my chest while picking up the tempo of her hip thrust.
“Well you did such a good job eating my pussy I figured you deserve a little reward.” She lifted her hips and grabbed my cock. She slid the tip along her slit, and then slowly slid it in. I leaned back with a sigh as she started moving her hips. Her pussy was still super tight, and it clamped around my shaft. She slid my cock out slowly till only the tip was in, and then rapidly went down on it her tits bouncing. She repeated for several thrust each time giving a soft moan.
“Now who’s teasing?” I grunted. She just smiled, but she leaned forward and started rapidly thrusting her pussy down my cock. It felt amazing and I barely kept myself in check. Her thrust soon became more erratic and she started moaning into my shoulder. Faster and faster but with less rhythm she kept fucking me until she slammed her hips down and bit into my shoulder. She shuddered several times moaning as she did so. She rolled off of me her chest heaving. I leaned over and kissed her grabbing her tit and pinching her nipple.
She opened her legs and I slid in between them. Her pussy was soaked and I easily slid back into her. She moaned as I thrust every inch into her. I stuck her nipple into my mouth and began to suck while I rapidly thrust into her. My left hand found her right nipple and began to lightly pinch it. She grabbed a pillow and started screaming into it. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She puled the pillow off and moaned. “Hurry. Cum in me. Don’t worry I’m on the pill. Fill my pussy.” Needing no further encouragement I rammed my cock deep inside and shot load after load of cum into Sarah. While I finished cumming I left my cock in her and kissed her passionately. Exhausted I rolled off of her.
“Well?” I asked.
Still panting she rolled unto her side and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “You’ve ruined this skirt.” She lifted the front of it showing my cum flowing out of her pussy, and down her ass to the bottom. “I’ll have to include it in my billing.”
“Can lawyers fuck their clients?” I asked.
“Depends on the state.” She said. “In most its heavily frowned upon, but not necessarily against the rules.” She looked at me. “You got me talking about work again. Let’s just say that what you just did counts as destruction of property.”
“Destruction of property?”
“Yeah my pussy.” She said coyly. “I’ll have to think of suitable compensation.”
“I don’t suppose we could settle?” I asked.
She laughed, and with a look of surprise she said. “Did you just make a lawyer joke?”
“I guess.” I said. “To be honest I’m no sure I’m super sleepy.”
“Well my bed is better than David’s couch.” She said “besides I might wake up hungry, and need a snack.” She winked.
“What about your parent’s?” I asked.
“Mark. I’m twenty-four.”
“Well yeah, but they wont care?”
“Nah. Though we need to ask David to bring you a change of clothes.”
Panic welled up inside of me, and I sat up. “Wait. Does he need to know?” I asked. “Like I don’t want to piss him off he’s been really cool.”
“He already does I texted him at the bar. He sent back the thumbs up emoji.” She replied. “I didn’t want to piss him off either by sleeping with his friends.” She pushed me back. “Since we need to change these sheets anyways we might as well get some sleep. I’ll run you into town when I go to the library.” I relaxed and put a pillow under my head. Sarah got up and turned off the light slipping off her skirt as she did so. Her legs glistened from my cum, and she turned to me before turning off the lights grabbing her tits. “Not bad huh?” The room plunged into darkness as I agreed and she crawled in next to me.
She soon drifted off, but I lay in the darkness wondering where this was all leading. Carefully I got up and got my phone. I had a bunch of new messages from my wife, but underneath her crazy ranting was two messages from David. The first was a simple thumbs up emoji, and the second said ‘I better see your ass at work tomorrow!’ Smiling I laid down. My last thought as I drifted off was, who cares?