Her Indiscretion, My Salvation

I got up off my knees and sat next to her on the couch, putting my arms around her and pulled her close. She opened her eyes, looked directly into mine, smiled, and said, "My God! That was the most incredible experience of my life. You're one helluva pussy eater."

"I merely returned the favor, after you had given me my most incredible blow-job ever."

"Please, don't ever stop doing me, I love your touch, I love your tongue and I love your cock. I've been thinking of nothing but you and your cock for two days, now your tongue will also take its rightful place in my thoughts. I still can't believe how good that felt. I've never, ever cum like that."

She was very sincere, and I loved every word, my chest swelled as she made me feel like the greatest stud in the world. She leaned over, kissed me, then began to lick my face.

"Ummmm, my pussy juices taste pretty good, did you like them?"

"Loved them, you taste better than anyone I've ever tasted, I want more."

"Not before you fuck me, no, don't just fuck me, make love to me, now please."

I laid her down on the couch, spread her legs, positioned myself between them and slowly pushed my hot rod into her love channel. I began to slowly thrust in and out and she met every thrust with a surge of her hips. She moaned with each thrust, almost as if she had a mini orgasm each time. It wasn't long before I could feel myself building to another orgasm. "I'm going to cum,.ughhhhhh, ughhhhhhhh, oh yeah!"

"ohhhhhh, yesssssssss, I'm cumming too!" She moaned and screamed as she too erupted in an orgasm.

I came just as she was screaming, and tried my damndest to shove my cock up into the back of her throat as I thrust my hips forward as far and as hard as I could. We convulsed together and held onto each other for dear life.

When we came back down to earth, we looked lovingly into each other's eyes and just smiled. Words were totally unnecessary, we both felt as if we had just experienced the most special and loving event of our lives, and conveyed that message to each other with our eyes.

Janet and I held each other and talked for an hour before making love one more time. I waited until what I judged to be the last minute before I finally left for home.

Our unique four-way, spousal exchange went on for two months with no indication of Amy or Kevin suspecting a thing. Janet and I were thoroughly enjoying each other's company, as well as our bodies, and getting to know one another in the process. I began calling her at work during our lunch hour, just to chat. I knew that I was falling in love, and I felt that she was too.

Janet had told me that she hadn't had sex with Kevin since that first night that we had gotten together. She also told me that he was getting extremely frustrated and angry with her for putting him off, but she had no intention of ever fucking him again. I chuckled at the news, Kevin's indiscretion with Amy had gotten him into this situation, and he was paying the price. Janet was more woman than Amy could ever hope to be, and I loved her dearly. I, in turn, informed her that I hadn't fucked Amy, either, and had no intention of ever doing so again.

Amy, unlike Kevin, didn't seem to care that we hadn't fucked in months, apparently Kevin was keeping her satisfied. My overall mood and outlook on life had changed dramatically in those two months. Instead of being moody and upset, I was jovial and happy. My jovial mood got the best of Amy's curiosity, as one day, when she was in one of her many bitchy moods, she snapped, "What the fuck are you always so Goddamned happy about?"

Amy had tormented me so much with her bitchy, domineering, behavior over the years that I decided to get some measure of revenge. "I'm just enjoying life, is there anything wrong with that?"

"No, but knowing what a pervert you are and we haven't fucked in ages, why would you be enjoying life?"

"You're not the only fish in the sea," I responded with a smirk on my face.

Her face became flushed and she looked at me in disbelief, as it finally hit her that I might be getting some pussy on the side, "What? I-I mean, who, why?"

"The who is for me to know. The why is that I know all about your affair with Kevin, and could care less. Fucking that asshole behind my back just gave me the push I needed to take my sex, and my love, life into my own hands, and they no longer include you."

Her face changed from the flushed, rose hue to an ashen white. She was even more dumbfounded, and for the first time, she showed concerned about where our marriage was headed. She had apparently convinced herself that she could fuck around, keep it from me, and come back to a stable marriage any time she wanted. However, my revelation had placed some major doubt in her mind about being able to come back to the stable marriage, and she appeared to be frightened.

"I-I mean, how, why didn't you say anything?"

"ME? What was it that you expected me to say? The big question is, why did you decide to cheat on me and fuck Kevin?"

"I-I don't know, he's so sexy, so persuasive, we had such great times back in high school. Honey, I don't love him, I love you. I won't see him again, we can work this out, can't we?"

"Not likely, the damage is too great, besides, I like my love life, and my love interest, right now and I'm not willing to give it, or her, up."

"B-but, what about us?"

"Did you think of us when you first started fucking Kevin? I think not. No, sweetheart, when you decided to do Kevin, you fucked our relationship up for good. It's not that it was so great at the time, but your affair was the straw that broke the camel's back. It gave me the impetuous I needed to move on to a new relationship of my own. There's no going back now, we both need to move forward, and that means moving apart."

Tears began to swell in her eyes as she realized that she had grossly misjudged me. "I'm sorry for what I did with Kevin, I'll stop if you will, please, honey, please."

I felt that she was very vulnerable at that point, and I may have even been able to assume the dominant role in our relationship, but it was too late. I had already fallen in love with Janet, and I wasn't about to give her up.

"Sorry, but I'm not willing to stop, I'm perfectly happy right now, as you've already noticed. I'm getting much better sex than I've ever had, and I don't have to put up with your bitchy, domineering behavior. You and Kevin deserve and can have one another."

Her tears turned into full scale sobbing as she realized that all was lost.

When she calmed down, I made her a proposition, "I have enough video tape evidence of your affair that has given my lawyer confidence that I could get everything in a divorce settlement. However, I'm willing to give you half of all of our assets if you'll be willing to testify, if necessary, that you have been having an affair with Kevin."

"Why? I don't understand, if you have the evidence, why do you need me to testify?"

"I need you to testify in Janet and Kevin's divorce, but only if necessary. I want to see that Janet sticks him good, takes him for everything he's got."

Her eyes lit up as if the light bulb in her brain had just illuminated. "Janet? So you've been fucking Kevin's wife?"

I smirked, but said nothing as I watched her expression change from wonderment to humor, as she smiled, then back to sorrow as she began to cry again.

She calmed down quickly. "So, you want to stick it to old Kevin, do you? Well, I don't love him, and he is an arrogant prick. You probably won't believe it, but I was ready to break our affair off anyway, the sex wasn't even that great any more. It's really ironic isn't it?"

"I'd say so," I replied, with a huge grin on my face.

I did feel a little remorse for Amy, but she's the one who cheated and provided me with the excuse I needed to find a lover of my own. Who could have predicted that I'd fall in love so quickly, but as someone much wiser than I has already said, "that's the way the cookie crumbles."

I immediately called Janet, "Hi, love, can you talk?"

"For a minute, Kevin's upstairs in the bathroom."

"Well, I told Amy everything, she's willing to give me an uncontested divorce, and she's also willing to testify that she and Kevin were having an affair, if you need her to do so."

"Wonderful! I'll tell the cheating asshole as soon as he gets out of the bathroom. You know, he's really getting belligerent about not getting any sex from me. I'm glad we can get everything out in the open, and move on. Here he comes, love you, and talk to you later." Click.

Twenty minutes later, the phone rings. "Hello, Tim, oh Tim!"

It was Janet, and she was sobbing, "Please leave quickly, Kevin's on his way over there to beat you up, he's so pissed."

"He didn't hurt you in any way, did he?"

"No, it's you he's focused his anger on, so please be careful."

"Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself. It's he that ought to be concerned about his health."

"Are you sure, I'm so worried about you."

"Janet, I love you, and no matter whether Kevin beats the shit out of me or not, nothing will change. We'll still get our divorces and marry, OK?"

"OK, I love you, please take care of yourself."

"I love you too, but don't worry, I'll be all right."

I sat and waited for Kevin to show up. I'll admit that I was very nervous, not frightened, but nervous. Soon I heard a car pull into the driveway and I proceeded out the front door. I sure as hell didn't want any of my furniture busted up, so if there was to be a fight, I wanted it to take place outside.

I moved down the steps to the sidewalk and waited as Kevin hopped out of his car and rushed over to me. "You Goddamn son-of-a-bitch, I'm going to knock your fucking head off," he shouted as he lunged and threw a roundhouse right, aimed at my head.

I easily ducked and hit him a solid right to the midsection, as I quickly assessed that anybody that would wind up and throw a roundhouse punch like he did, didn't have any martial arts or boxing training, therefore, my confidence level jumped up a couple of notches.

I stunned him a little with my first blow and he backed off, "What's the fucking idea of screwing my wife?" He shouted hoarsely, as he gasped for breath.

My anger increased at the gall he displayed, and I echoed his question with one of my own, "What's the fucking idea of screwing my wife?"

He didn't have an answer for that, but his anger hadn't subsided. He approached me again, more cautiously, but still with fire in his eyes. He lunged and tried to get me in a bear hug, but I sidestepped the lunge and hit him with a chop on the side of the neck. That blow, in combination with his momentum, put him down on his knees. My own anger had built to the point where I intended to show him no mercy, as I approached him, I grabbed a fistful of hair in my left hand, lifted his head and threw a fierce right knee to his unprotected face, and bloodied his nose. My knee hurt like hell, but with the adrenaline flowing, I didn't give a damn.

I backed off, as he appeared to be hurt, and waited for his next move. He began to cuss me some more, and as he got himself up off the ground, I moved in and hit him with a fist in the mid-section, putting him back down on his ass. I watched, as he appeared to be trying to assess the situation from his position on the ground. He looked up at me, blood flowing out of his nose, and I saw the defeated look in his eyes. The battle was over, and I was the victor.

The fight being over, my adrenaline levels tapered off and my mood lightened considerable. 'The good guy has triumphed over the bad guy, just like in the movies. Maybe I ought to get him a black hat before I throw him off my property,' I thought to myself and chuckled.

I helped him to his feet, unsteady as he was, and shoved him toward his car. "Get the fuck off my property and don't ever come back. If I ever see you again, I won't be so kind as to show any mercy."

As he turned toward his car, I added, "Another thing, if you give Janet any trouble, you'll answer to me, understand?"

I heard him mumble something, which I took as understanding and acceptance of my threat, as he stumbled into his car, and drove off.

In the year that followed, Amy and I got an uncontested divorce, we split everything, as we had agreed. Kevin tried to fight Janet's divorce action, but Amy's testimony and the video tape proved to be evidence enough to thwart his attempt at keeping most of his assets. Janet received the house, the furniture, her car and the bulk of their joint savings, essentially everything he had.

Janet and I were married within a month after her divorce became final. We sold both houses, and with the equity we received we placed a down payment on a bigger one of our own, and began planning a family expansion. We had a great time carrying out those plans, fucking like minks, and loving every minute of it.

Amy and I remained on speaking terms after the divorce, and she subsequently met another guy and remarried almost a year after Janet and I. I can only guess that he's much more submissive than I ever was, as they seem quite happy together.

Kevin was often seen at one or more of the local watering holes, where he seemed to be spending most of his time trying unsuccessfully to drown his sorrow in the sauce.

In conclusion, Amy's indiscretion, her affair with Kevin, turned out good for three out of the four of us, Kevin being the exception. It certainly was my salvation, as Janet and I are unbelievably happy together.

I had no idea that married life could be this good!

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