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Click hereI was sobbing now, watching Vic's face as the realization of what had happened began to dawn on him.
"Holy fuck, Mary. I never heard that part," he said. "I basically told you to let the guy fuck you without even realizing it. Holy shit. Holy fucking shit, Mary."
"Honey...I...I thought you wanted me to do it. I thought. I'm so sorry, baby. I'm sorry, Vic." I was sobbing hysterically at this point.
To his credit, Vic took me in his arms and held me tight. He kissed me until I stopped crying, and held me until I had calmed down. Then he lifted my chin, looking into my eyes.
"What's done is done, Mary. I guess we may need to work on some non-verbal communication going forward, huh?"
"I guess," I said slowly. "I should have known better."
"Don't beat yourself up, honey," he said. Then he tilted his head and looked at me with an evil grin. "So, how was it?"
"What?"
"How was it?"
"Vic..."
"I want to know, honey. Tell me."
"Honey, I thought we were sharing the moment, you and I. I let myself get into it, do you understand?"
"Yes. I get it. And?"
"Fuck Vic. Really?"
"Really Mary."
I looked into my husband's eyes and told him the story, end to end. "It was hot, honey. Really fucking hot. I'm sorry. I thought WE were doing that, not me."
Vic smiled at me, then got up and pulled me to my feet. He yanked my robe open and lifted me onto the kitchen table. A moment later, he has his cock out and buried into my suddenly needy cunt. Needless to say, we were late picking up the kids from my parent's house, as Vic reminded me that I belonged to him. I quite eagerly accepted that reminder, clinging tightly to him as he turned me inside out.
We both know that this was a once in a lifetime thing, but damned if it doesn't turn us the fuck on when we talk about it. As a matter of fact, I need to get off this computer right now. My throbbing pussy is in need of some attention. The kids are going to bed early tonight, and so are Vic and I.
Husband who would let a wife roam around is pathetic anyway. But he's a pathetic jerk if he lets his wife tease other men that way.
Ignore the whining of the incels like annony_07/19/23 and buzzsawlenny. All they care about is hurting women and keeping score. All these Trumpanzees are shitting up the place.
LW is supposed to be about “Married extra-marital fun: swinging, sharing & more.” These losers have turned this site into a religious war. It’s like all those Moonies moving in to a small town and taking it over. They turned the small town into a religious enclave and shut out the former residents.
They’ve fucked up the country and now they’re fucking up LW.
The scales must be balanced. The wife can choose to be present or not. Until the husband has sex with another woman, however, they are not in a marriage of equals. If this inequality persists, their relationship will suffer.