EDITH, ART, BRIAN AND ME
My wife and a male co-worker had become close at work, just good friends she said, but for some reason I didn't believe her. Edith had never before given me any reason not to trust her, but there was just something about that friendship of hers that didn't seem right to me.
It took a while, but the friendship between her and the man started to affect our home life. One or two nights a week she would come home late from work and she never hid the fact that she had been with him, but she always insisted that she was not attracted to him physically or romantically, that it was just a platonic relationship. But I'm pretty much old school in that I didn't believe that it was possible for a man, any man, to have a purely platonic relationship with a beautiful and sexy woman.
The reasons Edith gave for her late nights were always plausible - she had a flat, he changed it and then she bought him a drink to say thank you. Another time he was having troubles with his girlfriend and had asked her for advice and they had stopped after work to have a drink and talk about it. There was the time they were working on a project together and stopped to swap ideas over drinks and the time the whole office stopped for drinks and after everyone else had left the two of them had stayed a while longer and talked. She always had reasonable explanations - reasonable to anyone except me.
I started looking for evidence that she was hanging horns on me. I checked the dirty clothes to see if I could find panties with dried cum on them. I checked her purse while she was sleeping or in the shower, but found nothing. I checked her car looking for an overnight bag with sexy under things in it - anything that would confirm my suspicions. Nothing - nada- ziltch, but I knew, I just knew that something had to be going on between them. I decided that the only way I was going to find out was to follow them and actually catch them in the act.
I made arrangements with my boss to change my work hours so I could leave work an hour earlier for a couple of weeks. I drove over to where Edith worked and parked where I could see her car and then I waited. The first two nights she drove straight home. The third night she drove to a local lounge and went inside. Ten minutes later Art drove up, parked and went inside. It was two hours later when the two of them came out and Art walked Edith to her car, bent and kissed her cheek and then Edith drove home. The same scene was repeated once or twice a week for the next three weeks and I began to finally realize that Edith had been telling me the truth all along.
And then I found out just how fucked up I was. I was disappointed! I had actually been looking forward to catching Edith having an affair with another man and watching them make love. Just what the fuck was wrong with Art that he wasn't trying to fuck my sexy wife? How could he be so dumb as to pass up a beautiful woman like Edith? Almost overnight I went from trying to catch Edith cheating on me to trying to put her in situations where she could. When we went to parties I would feed her doubles and the leave her to fend for herself. She got hit on a lot, but she never gave anyone a tumble. The closest I ever got was at her company Christmas party when several guys got her under the mistletoe and got a couple of quick feels. I know Edith loved the attention because she sat next to me and played with my cock all the way home and then when we got there she couldn't keep her hands off me.
I began bringing magazines like Penthouse Letters, Variations, Forum and Gallery home. I'd dog-ear the pages where the subject was cheating wives or wives being watched by their husbands and then I would leave them lying around where she could see them and maybe get the idea. She did read them, but nothing came of it. Well, I shouldn't say nothing because something that she was reading was getting to her. Several times she would put the magazine she was reading down and drag me upstairs to bed and then do her best to wear me out. One night after she did this I waited until she fell asleep and then I went downstairs to see what she had been reading. It was a copy of Penthouse Letters and it was opened to the Boys Will Be Boys section. Gay sex? Why in the hell would she be reading about something like that? No, it must just have been the way the magazine fell when she put it down.
Another couple of months went by and I was getting desperate to see somebody - anybody - fuck Edith. It was irrational of me and I knew it, but knowing didn't change a thing. Finally I decided to take a gamble. I called Art and asked him to meet me for a drink. I decided to be blunt and I laid it all out in front of him. My suspicions, my trying to catch her, my sudden flip to wanting to watch and then I asked him to seduce her. I wasn't sure what kind of a response I'd get from him on that one, but it sure wasn't the one I got - he broke out laughing. Not just a chuckle, but a hard laughter that drew the attention of everyone in the bar. When he finally got himself under control he said, "I guess Edith didn't tell you about me." I looked at him, the confusion plain on my face, and he said, "I'm gay.?
"But she told me that you talked to her about problems with your girl friend." "She cleaned it up for you. The problems I was having were with Brian, my live in lover.?
He must have read the disappointment in my eyes because then he said, "I can help you get what you want, but there is a price.?
"What does that mean??
"Well, I'm gay, but Brian is Bi and I know I can get Brian to do Edie, but like I said - there is a price.?
"What kind of price??
"You have to let me suck your cock for a week. Not just once, but a whole weeks worth. I'll tell Brian about it and that will get you what you want and get me what I want.?
"How is that??
"I'll be getting even with Brian for cheating on me with a secretary he works with and it will make him want to fuck Edie to get back at you for daring to mess with me.?
I must have looked doubtful and he went on, "That's the problem I've been talking to Edie about. Brian sees nothing wrong in having sex with a woman. To him it's only cheating if he does it with another guy.?
"I don't know. I'll have to think about that.?
Art looked at his watch, "You go ahead and think about it. This is a one time offer and it's only good until we leave this bar.?
Edith gives good head, but I've never had my cock sucked as good as Art sucked it out in the parking lot. Regardless of his sexual persuasion Art was still a guy and he knew how a guy wanted his cock sucked. After he had slurped up my last drop of cum he said, "I get a whole weeks worth of this. Once a day for seven days, unless of course you want more." While he was talking he was stroking my cock and it began to grow again. "Look" Art said, "He likes me, he really likes me" and he bent and took me in his mouth again.
I met Art every day for the next six days and by the end of that time I was almost sorry that he hadn't said every day for a month - a year even. I wasn't about to leave Edith for his magic mouth, but I would seriously have considered keeping him on the side if he got rid of Brian. On the seventh day we were sitting in my car after he had sucked me off twice and he was playing with my cock as we talked.
"When and how do we get Brian to Edith??
"It will happen this week. I'm not sure just which day so be ready for it when it happens.?
"Can't you give me any details??
"No. Tonight is when I tell Brian about us and from that point on he will set the schedule. He can be very direct when he wants to be. Oh look, he wants me again" and his head went down.
It happened a whole lot sooner than I had expected it too. The very next day I came home from work to find Edith busy in the kitchen. Since she hardly ever beats me home I was surprised to see her and I said so. "We are having guests for dinner tonight and so I came home a little early." The doorbell rang, "That must be them now. You get a beer and sit down and I'll go and let them in." I was taking a sip of the beer when Edith came back into the kitchen with our guests and I almost choked. It was Art and a big blond guy who was looking at me like a bug he intended to squash. "Honey, this is Art and his significant other Brian." I shook hands with both of them and wondered just what in the hell was going on. Art winked at me, I guess to show me that the plan was working, but how I couldn't even begin to see.
Dinner went quickly with Edith doing most of the talking. She chattered away on office politics and the like and Art would make an occasional comment. I just sat there uncomfortable and with Brian staring at me. I didn't like the look in his eye, but I wasn't worried about what he might try and do. He was big, but I believed that I could take him if it came to that. I was looking at Brian when all of a sudden there was a hush at the table and I turned my head to see Edith and Art looking at me.
"I'm waiting for an answer," Edith said.
"To what??
"I said do you want me to use Stan (our family lawyer) for the divorce or should I get some one else??
"Divorce? What divorce? What are you talking about??
"Come, come dear, divorce is what usually happens when one cheats on their partner.?
I didn't have a clue as to what was going on and I said so.
"Do you deny that you have been cheating on me with Art? That's supposed to be my cock that you have been letting him have.?
Then Brian stood up, "Yeah, and I'm not to fucking happy about it either.?
Being hit from both sides at once got my dander up and I stood up and pointed at Brian and said, "You sit the fuck back down right now or they will carry your ass out of here!" And then I turned to Edith just in time to see her nod at Brian and he sat down. I looked from her to Art, "Just what is going on here??
"What's going on here is that Art is a better friend than you are a husband. He told me all about your little meeting with him and what you asked him to do. So tonight one of two things is going to happen - you will either get your fantasy or a divorce. The choice is yours, but you need to know what you are choosing so here is the deal. Your fantasy is me with another man, but I have a fantasy too. My fantasy, at least since I started talking to Art about his relationship with Brian, is to see two men make it. So, if you choose to have your fantasy, you have to let me have mine and I all ready know what you are going to say. "No problem Edith, Art and Brian will be happy to let you watch" am I right? No way sweetie. Brian will fuck me while you watch, but only after I watch you suck Brian's cock and then watch Brian fuck you in your ass. Them's your choices sweetie and you only have fifteen seconds to make it. Fantasy or divorce - what's it going to be??
The cock sucking part wasn't all that hard. I'd all ready learned from Art that all I had to do was what I liked being done to me. The awkward part was doing it while Edith had her head less than a foot away as she crooned:
"That's it baby, take it all. Deep throat him baby, make him wish that you were his all the time. Play with his balls baby, play with his balls.?
I was ashamed that my cock was hard while it was going on. I was supposed to be a manly man so how could I possibly get hard with another man's cock down my throat? Edith was stroking my cock while she crooned in my ear and then suddenly she stopped and moved aside as Art slid under me and took my cock in his mouth. I saw the flashes of light and heard the clicks as Edith took pictures and I wondered what else she had in store for me. Suddenly Brian grabbed my head and held it as he exploded in my mouth. I gulped and gulped and swallowed as best I could to keep from choking, but some of it dribbled out of my mouth and Edith surprised me by coming over and licking it off my chin. The she stuck her tongue in my mouth and I exploded in Art's.
I can't even begin to describe the pain when Brian took my ass. Edith spent five minutes with her fingers and a liberal amount of Vaseline trying to loosen me up, but the pain was still overwhelming and for the first couple of minutes I bit hard into the pillow that my head was lying on. Gradually the pain gave way to discomfort and the discomfort gave way to a pleasant feeling. Once again my cock got hard as I was doing the least manly thing I could think of. Watching Edith and Art arguing over who should be taking care of my hard on would have been humorous if I hadn't been in so much pain. Art finally prevailed and he slid under me and took my cock in his mouth. He was naked and his own hard on pointed up at the ceiling and I saw Edith motion me to take it. I just stared at her and then she said "Please? Do it for me?" I lowered my head and licked the head of Art's cock as Edith took another picture and then I deep throated him. In the space of two minutes Brian came in my ass, I came in Art's mouth and Art came in mine. I collapsed on the bed and watched as Edith took Brian into the bathroom to wash off his cock.
Then the evening got busy. Edith sucked Brian's cock and then fucked him while blowing Art. Brian fucked me while I ate Edith. I fucked Art while he squealed around Brian's cock and then Art took my ass while I squealed around Brian's cock. The only thing that didn't happen that night was Art fucking Edith. He could get it up for her mouth, but he would wilt whenever she would try to get him in her pussy. She even tried to get him to take her ass, but he just couldn't get it up for a woman's ass. I fell asleep on the bed next to Edith as she was mewling around Art's cock while Brian fucked her in her ass.
I woke up in bed alone the next morning. I got up, took my shower and dressed for work. I went downstairs and found Edith sipping coffee and reading the morning paper. She put the paper down when I came into the room and sat quietly watching me as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I sat down opposite her and she said, "Are we still talking or did last night kill it for us?" I gave her a long look before saying, "A deal is a deal. You told me that if I did what I did there would be no divorce. I did what I did to keep you and not for any other reason.?
"You do know that after last night I am going to be the slut you apparently want. I liked having another man fucking me. You should have told me that's what you wanted. I've wanted to do it for years, but I was afraid I'd lose you and ruin our marriage. I even have a list of the men I want to do it with. How about you? You ever wonder about other women??
I shook my head no; "You've always been more than enough for me, but at times I've felt that I've left you hanging and that you needed more than I could give you.?
"How about last night? You want to do it again??
I didn't answer and she said, "Think about it. I asked them over next Tuesday, but I can always tell Art to cancel. And by the way, I don't mind if you see Art from time to time and I don't think Brian will care either as long as I'm available for him. Just make sure you save some for me. Got time for a quickie before you go to work?"
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My wife and a male co-worker had become close at work, just good friends she said, but for some reason I didn't believe her. Edith had never before given me any reason not to trust her, but there was just something about that friendship of hers that didn't seem right to me.
It took a while, but the friendship between her and the man started to affect our home life. One or two nights a week she would come home late from work and she never hid the fact that she had been with him, but she always insisted that she was not attracted to him physically or romantically, that it was just a platonic relationship. But I'm pretty much old school in that I didn't believe that it was possible for a man, any man, to have a purely platonic relationship with a beautiful and sexy woman.
The reasons Edith gave for her late nights were always plausible - she had a flat, he changed it and then she bought him a drink to say thank you. Another time he was having troubles with his girlfriend and had asked her for advice and they had stopped after work to have a drink and talk about it. There was the time they were working on a project together and stopped to swap ideas over drinks and the time the whole office stopped for drinks and after everyone else had left the two of them had stayed a while longer and talked. She always had reasonable explanations - reasonable to anyone except me.
I started looking for evidence that she was hanging horns on me. I checked the dirty clothes to see if I could find panties with dried cum on them. I checked her purse while she was sleeping or in the shower, but found nothing. I checked her car looking for an overnight bag with sexy under things in it - anything that would confirm my suspicions. Nothing - nada- ziltch, but I knew, I just knew that something had to be going on between them. I decided that the only way I was going to find out was to follow them and actually catch them in the act.
I made arrangements with my boss to change my work hours so I could leave work an hour earlier for a couple of weeks. I drove over to where Edith worked and parked where I could see her car and then I waited. The first two nights she drove straight home. The third night she drove to a local lounge and went inside. Ten minutes later Art drove up, parked and went inside. It was two hours later when the two of them came out and Art walked Edith to her car, bent and kissed her cheek and then Edith drove home. The same scene was repeated once or twice a week for the next three weeks and I began to finally realize that Edith had been telling me the truth all along.
And then I found out just how fucked up I was. I was disappointed! I had actually been looking forward to catching Edith having an affair with another man and watching them make love. Just what the fuck was wrong with Art that he wasn't trying to fuck my sexy wife? How could he be so dumb as to pass up a beautiful woman like Edith? Almost overnight I went from trying to catch Edith cheating on me to trying to put her in situations where she could. When we went to parties I would feed her doubles and the leave her to fend for herself. She got hit on a lot, but she never gave anyone a tumble. The closest I ever got was at her company Christmas party when several guys got her under the mistletoe and got a couple of quick feels. I know Edith loved the attention because she sat next to me and played with my cock all the way home and then when we got there she couldn't keep her hands off me.
I began bringing magazines like Penthouse Letters, Variations, Forum and Gallery home. I'd dog-ear the pages where the subject was cheating wives or wives being watched by their husbands and then I would leave them lying around where she could see them and maybe get the idea. She did read them, but nothing came of it. Well, I shouldn't say nothing because something that she was reading was getting to her. Several times she would put the magazine she was reading down and drag me upstairs to bed and then do her best to wear me out. One night after she did this I waited until she fell asleep and then I went downstairs to see what she had been reading. It was a copy of Penthouse Letters and it was opened to the Boys Will Be Boys section. Gay sex? Why in the hell would she be reading about something like that? No, it must just have been the way the magazine fell when she put it down.
Another couple of months went by and I was getting desperate to see somebody - anybody - fuck Edith. It was irrational of me and I knew it, but knowing didn't change a thing. Finally I decided to take a gamble. I called Art and asked him to meet me for a drink. I decided to be blunt and I laid it all out in front of him. My suspicions, my trying to catch her, my sudden flip to wanting to watch and then I asked him to seduce her. I wasn't sure what kind of a response I'd get from him on that one, but it sure wasn't the one I got - he broke out laughing. Not just a chuckle, but a hard laughter that drew the attention of everyone in the bar. When he finally got himself under control he said, "I guess Edith didn't tell you about me." I looked at him, the confusion plain on my face, and he said, "I'm gay.?
"But she told me that you talked to her about problems with your girl friend." "She cleaned it up for you. The problems I was having were with Brian, my live in lover.?
He must have read the disappointment in my eyes because then he said, "I can help you get what you want, but there is a price.?
"What does that mean??
"Well, I'm gay, but Brian is Bi and I know I can get Brian to do Edie, but like I said - there is a price.?
"What kind of price??
"You have to let me suck your cock for a week. Not just once, but a whole weeks worth. I'll tell Brian about it and that will get you what you want and get me what I want.?
"How is that??
"I'll be getting even with Brian for cheating on me with a secretary he works with and it will make him want to fuck Edie to get back at you for daring to mess with me.?
I must have looked doubtful and he went on, "That's the problem I've been talking to Edie about. Brian sees nothing wrong in having sex with a woman. To him it's only cheating if he does it with another guy.?
"I don't know. I'll have to think about that.?
Art looked at his watch, "You go ahead and think about it. This is a one time offer and it's only good until we leave this bar.?
Edith gives good head, but I've never had my cock sucked as good as Art sucked it out in the parking lot. Regardless of his sexual persuasion Art was still a guy and he knew how a guy wanted his cock sucked. After he had slurped up my last drop of cum he said, "I get a whole weeks worth of this. Once a day for seven days, unless of course you want more." While he was talking he was stroking my cock and it began to grow again. "Look" Art said, "He likes me, he really likes me" and he bent and took me in his mouth again.
I met Art every day for the next six days and by the end of that time I was almost sorry that he hadn't said every day for a month - a year even. I wasn't about to leave Edith for his magic mouth, but I would seriously have considered keeping him on the side if he got rid of Brian. On the seventh day we were sitting in my car after he had sucked me off twice and he was playing with my cock as we talked.
"When and how do we get Brian to Edith??
"It will happen this week. I'm not sure just which day so be ready for it when it happens.?
"Can't you give me any details??
"No. Tonight is when I tell Brian about us and from that point on he will set the schedule. He can be very direct when he wants to be. Oh look, he wants me again" and his head went down.
It happened a whole lot sooner than I had expected it too. The very next day I came home from work to find Edith busy in the kitchen. Since she hardly ever beats me home I was surprised to see her and I said so. "We are having guests for dinner tonight and so I came home a little early." The doorbell rang, "That must be them now. You get a beer and sit down and I'll go and let them in." I was taking a sip of the beer when Edith came back into the kitchen with our guests and I almost choked. It was Art and a big blond guy who was looking at me like a bug he intended to squash. "Honey, this is Art and his significant other Brian." I shook hands with both of them and wondered just what in the hell was going on. Art winked at me, I guess to show me that the plan was working, but how I couldn't even begin to see.
Dinner went quickly with Edith doing most of the talking. She chattered away on office politics and the like and Art would make an occasional comment. I just sat there uncomfortable and with Brian staring at me. I didn't like the look in his eye, but I wasn't worried about what he might try and do. He was big, but I believed that I could take him if it came to that. I was looking at Brian when all of a sudden there was a hush at the table and I turned my head to see Edith and Art looking at me.
"I'm waiting for an answer," Edith said.
"To what??
"I said do you want me to use Stan (our family lawyer) for the divorce or should I get some one else??
"Divorce? What divorce? What are you talking about??
"Come, come dear, divorce is what usually happens when one cheats on their partner.?
I didn't have a clue as to what was going on and I said so.
"Do you deny that you have been cheating on me with Art? That's supposed to be my cock that you have been letting him have.?
Then Brian stood up, "Yeah, and I'm not to fucking happy about it either.?
Being hit from both sides at once got my dander up and I stood up and pointed at Brian and said, "You sit the fuck back down right now or they will carry your ass out of here!" And then I turned to Edith just in time to see her nod at Brian and he sat down. I looked from her to Art, "Just what is going on here??
"What's going on here is that Art is a better friend than you are a husband. He told me all about your little meeting with him and what you asked him to do. So tonight one of two things is going to happen - you will either get your fantasy or a divorce. The choice is yours, but you need to know what you are choosing so here is the deal. Your fantasy is me with another man, but I have a fantasy too. My fantasy, at least since I started talking to Art about his relationship with Brian, is to see two men make it. So, if you choose to have your fantasy, you have to let me have mine and I all ready know what you are going to say. "No problem Edith, Art and Brian will be happy to let you watch" am I right? No way sweetie. Brian will fuck me while you watch, but only after I watch you suck Brian's cock and then watch Brian fuck you in your ass. Them's your choices sweetie and you only have fifteen seconds to make it. Fantasy or divorce - what's it going to be??
The cock sucking part wasn't all that hard. I'd all ready learned from Art that all I had to do was what I liked being done to me. The awkward part was doing it while Edith had her head less than a foot away as she crooned:
"That's it baby, take it all. Deep throat him baby, make him wish that you were his all the time. Play with his balls baby, play with his balls.?
I was ashamed that my cock was hard while it was going on. I was supposed to be a manly man so how could I possibly get hard with another man's cock down my throat? Edith was stroking my cock while she crooned in my ear and then suddenly she stopped and moved aside as Art slid under me and took my cock in his mouth. I saw the flashes of light and heard the clicks as Edith took pictures and I wondered what else she had in store for me. Suddenly Brian grabbed my head and held it as he exploded in my mouth. I gulped and gulped and swallowed as best I could to keep from choking, but some of it dribbled out of my mouth and Edith surprised me by coming over and licking it off my chin. The she stuck her tongue in my mouth and I exploded in Art's.
I can't even begin to describe the pain when Brian took my ass. Edith spent five minutes with her fingers and a liberal amount of Vaseline trying to loosen me up, but the pain was still overwhelming and for the first couple of minutes I bit hard into the pillow that my head was lying on. Gradually the pain gave way to discomfort and the discomfort gave way to a pleasant feeling. Once again my cock got hard as I was doing the least manly thing I could think of. Watching Edith and Art arguing over who should be taking care of my hard on would have been humorous if I hadn't been in so much pain. Art finally prevailed and he slid under me and took my cock in his mouth. He was naked and his own hard on pointed up at the ceiling and I saw Edith motion me to take it. I just stared at her and then she said "Please? Do it for me?" I lowered my head and licked the head of Art's cock as Edith took another picture and then I deep throated him. In the space of two minutes Brian came in my ass, I came in Art's mouth and Art came in mine. I collapsed on the bed and watched as Edith took Brian into the bathroom to wash off his cock.
Then the evening got busy. Edith sucked Brian's cock and then fucked him while blowing Art. Brian fucked me while I ate Edith. I fucked Art while he squealed around Brian's cock and then Art took my ass while I squealed around Brian's cock. The only thing that didn't happen that night was Art fucking Edith. He could get it up for her mouth, but he would wilt whenever she would try to get him in her pussy. She even tried to get him to take her ass, but he just couldn't get it up for a woman's ass. I fell asleep on the bed next to Edith as she was mewling around Art's cock while Brian fucked her in her ass.
I woke up in bed alone the next morning. I got up, took my shower and dressed for work. I went downstairs and found Edith sipping coffee and reading the morning paper. She put the paper down when I came into the room and sat quietly watching me as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I sat down opposite her and she said, "Are we still talking or did last night kill it for us?" I gave her a long look before saying, "A deal is a deal. You told me that if I did what I did there would be no divorce. I did what I did to keep you and not for any other reason.?
"You do know that after last night I am going to be the slut you apparently want. I liked having another man fucking me. You should have told me that's what you wanted. I've wanted to do it for years, but I was afraid I'd lose you and ruin our marriage. I even have a list of the men I want to do it with. How about you? You ever wonder about other women??
I shook my head no; "You've always been more than enough for me, but at times I've felt that I've left you hanging and that you needed more than I could give you.?
"How about last night? You want to do it again??
I didn't answer and she said, "Think about it. I asked them over next Tuesday, but I can always tell Art to cancel. And by the way, I don't mind if you see Art from time to time and I don't think Brian will care either as long as I'm available for him. Just make sure you save some for me. Got time for a quickie before you go to work?"
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