Your Cheatin' Heart Pt. 01

"Thank God; I was afraid I'd have to go to prison. Some of the guys here told me I'd get raped regularly."

"Unfortunately, that's probably true. I suggest you stay away from drugs, listen to your father's advice, and make a concerted effort to complete your community service and counseling in a timely manner. Also, don't fuck up while you're on probation. They'll have someone keeping track so don't even think of cheating on it. If you do there won't be anything I can do for you. It'll be prison, for sure." I shook his hand and ten minutes later I was in the car for the ride home. I made one more stop, taking the time to speak at length with a man I considered one of my best friends.

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I usually take everyone out to eat on Friday night and, despite my numerous concerns, I would tonight, as well. I wanted everything to seem normal until my precious girls were in bed and I could confront my cheating spouse. I was barely in the house when I was surrounded by my daughters and wife. They were all yelling and jumping up and down about where they wanted to go. It would have been great if they agreed, but—no, not a chance. I stepped back and held up my hands. They knew it was time to stop. "Pizza; we can figure out what kind once we're in the car. I want everyone to go to the bathroom before we leave." Yes, it was business as usual—for now, anyway.

Everyone used the toilet, even me, and ten minutes after pulling my car into the driveway I was backing out to the road. En route they finally agreed—half sausage, half pepperoni. We joked and laughed our way through dinner and when we left the restaurant I could see our daughters slowing down. We'd take them home, give them showers, and I'd read to them before bed. They were hugged, kissed, and tucked in by nine.

Jill was fiddling around in the bedroom when I walked in. I spoke quietly, but firmly, "Go down to the kitchen and wait for me. Don't argue. Just do it. I'm not in the mood for any of your shit. I'll be down in a minute." Jill looked at me as though I had lost my mind, but when I pointed to the door she just walked out. I changed out of my suit into a tee and shorts, stopping in my home office to remove the thick envelope from my briefcase.

Jill was seated at the table when I walked in and I could see she was pissed. That was about to change. "Why are you talking to me like that? I'm not one of your criminals, you know. I'm your wife. You're scaring me."

"Apparently not enough," I said, disgust in my voice, as I dropped the envelope in front of her.

"What the hell is this?"

"Just tell me why and don't give me any more of your lies...not if you want this family to survive." Her eyes were the size of quarters in an instant, but she made no move to open the damning evidence before her. "What's the matter, Jill? Don't you want to see the evidence of your infidelity? Here, let me help you." I ripped the clasp open and spilled the photos in front of her. They spread out across the table as the first tears formed in her eyes. "Once again...tell me why." Sitting in the chair opposite I crossed my arms and waited. I'd say patiently, but I was anything but.

"I never meant to hurt you. I didn't think you'd ever find out. You're always so busy."

"That's right; I'm busy earning money so you can have a custom paint job on your luxury car and a dream house for our family and, don't forget, where am I every second that I'm not working? Okay...I do spend an hour a few times a week at the gym, but I do that to keep myself healthy for you. So answer the question...why?"

When Jill spoke it was more a whisper than anything else. "Okay...the truth...I was vulnerable and he was charming and seductive. It started, of all places, at church. I was up there to drop off some cupcakes for the sale back in December. He was doing the same for Julie." She paused to wipe her tears from her cheeks. "We talked for quite a while and he was very flattering, complimenting me on my clothes and hair and figure. Then he suggested we get coffee and I thought, 'what the heck, it's only coffee,' but once we were in the car he got very aggressive with me, kissing and touching me and telling me how sexy I was. I love you Rocky, but you haven't said things like that to me in a long time." I realized, unfortunately, that was too true as Jill continued, "I was weak. I let him grab my breasts and finger my pussy. We never did get coffee. We spent an hour making out and groping each other. It was exciting, but I never loved him and I never will."

"What have I told you about the sanctity of marriage vows? What have we discussed...agreed to?"

"I know...I'm so sorry. Do you want me to leave? Are you going to throw me out? Are you going to divorce me?"

Taking a deep breath I responded, "No... I'm not, but I don't know if I'll ever be able to completely trust you again. I might be able to understand once, but this has been going on for almost three months—twice a week of lying and cheating, not only me, but your daughters, too. You risked our family for some cheap sex. Judging from the reactions I've received from some of our friends I'm probably the only one who didn't know what was going on. I suspect Alex has a big mouth. Okay...enough; I'll never speak of this again after tonight, but you are never to see him again. We'll probably have no choice if we're invited to a party here in the neighborhood, but even then I don't want you to speak with him—not even a simple 'hello'.

"I'm just about done dealing with this so far as you are concerned, but I haven't even begun to deal with him. Trust me...I will destroy this man...his business...his family...everything. This is now vendetta for me. I won't rest until he is crushed. You know that I am Sicilian. Vendetta is our way of life. He will wish he was dead by the time I finish with him." Looking down I could see the fear in her eyes. I'd seen this look before, but never in her; until now I'd seen it only in court or in the County Jail.

Of course, I personally would do nothing other than send my other envelope to his wife, Julie. However, I'd call in a favor from one of my mob contacts. I knew just what I wanted done and I knew just who would do it for me. Holding out my hand I pulled Jill to me until her tits pressed into my chest. I could feel her crying as her gasps for breath wracked her slender frame. We stood there in the kitchen for ten minutes, at least, before I released her and returned the evidence of her sin to the envelope.

"Let's go upstairs. I need to reclaim my property."

Jill looked up at me, her eyes red and puffy. "Thank you, Rocky."

"Don't thank me; I plan on using you brutally."

"That's okay; I need to do penance. I've been stupid and bad. I committed sins. I need to be punished."

"You will be. I'm planning on taking your ass tonight. Afterwards you will text him and tell him it's over. Don't tell him that I know. Make it short and to the point, but make sure he knows you never want to see him again. Be sure to delete his number from your phone. That will be a good start." I extended my hand; she took it and she followed me up the stairs, stopping only in my office to place the envelope into my safe. Our daughters were extremely curious and I'd never want them to discover that their beloved mom had behaved like a slut.

Jill stood still in our bedroom while I undressed her. Once she was naked I dropped my clothes to the floor and reached out to cup her sex. "I think we should have this hair removed and then add a small discreet tattoo—"Rocky's" with an arrow pointing down. What do you think?"

She looked down, still crying before answering me. "Um...okay...if you think so."

"No, I don't think so. You know I don't like tattoos and I told you I wouldn't punish you after tonight. Just make sure you understand—there will be no second chances here. The only reasons you're getting this one are—one—I accept a small part of the blame; I should have been more attentive and complimenting, and—two—we have two little girls who deserve to have an intact family. Let's get into the shower."

Jill followed behind me and I turned into her once I had turned the shower on. I brought her lips to mine. She melted into me, her body pressing against mine. Jill and I had few disagreements over the years we'd been together, but the biggest one was about her body. I thought it was perfect—slender with long legs that seemed to go on forever and a space between her legs that I just loved. Her breasts were small, maybe a B-cup at most, but because of their size they didn't sag at all even after two children. Jill, however, lacked self-confidence when it came to her body. She'd wanted breast implants for years, but I'd always refused. I suspect her insecurity was one of the reasons she had fallen for that asshole's bullshit.

Breaking the kiss I whispered, "God, you're beautiful."

"No, Rocky—we both know I'm not."

Now I was angry. Gripping her chin tightly I stared straight into her eyes. "YES...YOU...ARE! DO YOU THINK THAT HORNY MEN WANT AFFAIRS WITH WOMEN WHO ARE UGLY OR WHO HAVE LOUSY BODIES?" I released her chin and caressed her cheek gently and lovingly. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met. You are flawless like a clear unblemished diamond. You're beautiful and sexy and desirable. I'd fight anyone for you. I'd even kill to keep you." I shut up then and kissed her fiercely, driving my tongue down her throat as I hugged her with all my strength. Still in the kiss I pulled her with me under the spray, my rock hard cock pressed between our bodies. My hands roamed from Jill's shoulders to her ass then back up to her breasts to tease her hardening nipples.

Jill broke the kiss and, while maintaining eye contact the entire time, sunk to her knees to take my swollen organ into her mouth. Up and down she slowly bobbed pausing only to lick teasingly around my helmet, driving me crazy with lust even as the water ran down the strands of her hair and over her face. Pulling her up I decided we were clean enough, turned off the shower and dried her delectable body. I was about to dry her hair, but Jill told me, "That can wait; I can't. Dear God, but I need you terribly. I realize now that it's you I've always needed. There's no way I can ever explain how sorry I am for hurting you. I'm so ashamed."

My finger to her lips silenced her as I led her to our bed. Thank God she had never brought him here. That would have been intolerable and unforgiveable. We pulled down the blanket and sheet and I gently placed Jill in the center of the bed. Once there I kissed her again, a long lingering kiss in which we swapped saliva as our tongues dueled back and forth in our mouths.

Breaking the kiss I moved to kiss and lick her neck, her shoulders, and each of her breasts, areolas, and nipples before teasingly making my way down to her belly. She always laughed when I licked her navel and tonight was no exception. I felt good then, better than I had all week, making her laugh. Hopefully, we'd be able to laugh together once this mess was finally resolved.

Of course, I was headed for her cunt, but I didn't attack it—not immediately anyway. First, I kissed and licked her soft silky thighs, noticing her arousal—the tiny droplets of nectar on her labia. Next, I gently blew onto and into her. Jill's body shuddered in response. When I licked her from her sphincter to her clit she lost it. "Please...please, Rocky...please fuck me! I need you so badly. I need to hold you and have you." I moved forward and took my wife in a single hard thrust. Jill pulled my lips to hers with a stranglehold on my neck as her long legs locked around my waist.

"You do realize that this is just a preliminary. I'm going to cum in your ass tonight."

"You could cum in my pussy, too," she pouted. "We do have all night. I don't care if we never sleep." She pulled back just a bit before rolling her hips into mine. I took the hint, withdrew a few inches and drove into her, slowly at first, but gaining in depth and speed with every thrust. Jill moved with me, but not to rub her clit. Jill was blessed with vaginal orgasms—the only woman I'd ever known who could cum just from having a hard cock inside her. I still recalled our first time together. She asked if she could ride me. I agreed, thinking that I'd massage her clit to enable her orgasm, but when I began to rub it she told me, "You don't have to. Your cock is doing it for me."

"Vaginal orgasms," I had asked incredulously. Jill simply nodded. "Lucky girl!" She grinned wildly as she experienced the strongest orgasm I'd ever seen. She had told me that it wasn't every time, but in my experience I'd guess she came more than ninety percent of the times we'd made love.

We were humping now like teenagers. From what I could see Jill had already experienced one and was quickly building to another. Jill now used her "secret weapon," flexing her Kegel muscles. That sent me over the top. My cock felt that it had exploded. Only the presence of our daughters down the hall prevented me from screaming as it hit. Looking down at Jill I could see her experience a massive spasm as her orgasm took brief, but complete, control of her body. We lay together, exhausted and covered in sexual sweat as we slowly recovered. Finally, I rolled off, but pulled Jill onto me as we held each other tenderly.

"Why don't you send the asshole a text? That way you won't have to speak with him." Jill nodded, rose from the bed, and returned a few seconds later, her phone in her hand. I watched as she created her note: It's over. I have finally come to my senses to realize that what I have with Rocky is priceless while what I had with you was worthless. Do not contact me again. I don't want to see you. I want nothing to do with you. Stay home with your wife instead." She showed me the text, I approved, and she hit "send." Then she showed me that she had deleted his number.

"I'm ready, Rocky. You can have my ass now."

"Yeah...right. Set the alarm for three. I'll take it then. Do you need more sex from me? Do we need to make love more often?"

I could see her start to cry again before whispering that she did. "I need it every day. I think I'm a nympho."

"Okay...we'll do it every single day. What about during your period?"

"Especially then—I get so horny during it. I hope you don't mind."

"Like I'd ever complain about making love with you; if your blood gets on me I can always wash it off, can't I?"

"I'll wash it for you. I'll wash you every day. I love showering with you." Rather than answer I just pulled her lips to mine once again. I pulled the blanket over us, but as I did I saw Jill setting her alarm. Her head rested on my left shoulder and her leg lay on mine as we settled in to sleep.

I never heard the alarm. Instead I felt Jill's tongue on my cock. She whispered once she saw I was awake. "I woke up a few minutes ago and shut off the alarm. I didn't think you'd mind waking up this way." She smiled briefly before swallowing me whole. I was hard in an instant. Leaning over I reached for the bedside lamp. I needed to see what I was doing.

Before tonight Jill had steadfastly denied me her ass. "It's disgusting," she'd said. Maybe it was, but it was also a part of Mediterranean culture. Anal sex was a common practice in Greece—everyone knew that—but also in Crete and Sicily and even some parts of Italy. Believe it or not, my dad had told me how much he enjoyed taking my mom's ass during one of those talks every father is supposed to have with his son. I knew I planned to join Jill when the time came for our daughters.

"Move over here, Jill." I slipped a pillow under her hips once she was in place at the side of the bed.

"Have you done this before, Rocky?"

"Nope; you've always turned me down."

"Then, how do you know what to do?"

"Take a wild guess."

"Porn?"

"Not even close; try Grandpa Vito."

"You're kidding!"

"Nope; he told me all about it during one of those 'talks.' Apparently he and my mother do it regularly, but don't say anything." I fingered her pussy, making it wet.

"I thought..."

"I am, but it will help if you're relaxed and turned on."

Jill leaned forward to kiss me. "That won't take much." I pushed my cock into her tunnel as I introduced my first KY-covered finger into her ass. "Ooooh! I'm surprised, Rocky. I'm tingling!" I just smiled as I fucked both her cunt and butt. A few minutes later I added another finger, twisting my digits to relax her muscles as well as to spread the lube.

I slowed the action in her cunt and began to emphasize the action with my fingers. Slowing the motions of my cock kept Jill at the edge as my third finger found its way easily into her nether hole. I pulled out and switched my cock for my fingers in an instant. A second later I was balls deep in her bowel, wiping my messy hand on my tee shirt before dumping it on the floor.

Jill's legs went to my shoulders and she realized for the first time what was happening when I used both hands to worry her hard nipples. Jill was so hot that she grabbed my head to pull me down for a really hot kiss even though it meant her ankles had to pass her ears. If that was a surprise what happened next shocked me. Jill began to hump me, driving my cock deeply into her bowel. Her movements were exactly what she did with her cunt. I knew I was close even though I had cum only a few hours earlier, but I was not as close as Jill was. She grabbed her pillow and pressed it over her face as she screamed and thrashed all over the bed. I came hard-my cock erupting as I filled her with my cream even though I'd had a strong orgasm only four hours ago. I had no idea this could be so intense...so overwhelming. Releasing her legs I moved down to remove the pillow and kiss her. Only then did I realize that she had passed out.

I swung her legs around so she lay completely on the bed. Looking down I could see that we'd have to change the sheets and shower before returning to sleep. Climbing carefully next to her was a challenge. There was a pool of liquefied KY mixed with either her juices and/or my semen. As I said earlier—the bed was a mess.

Lying next to Jill I could easily understand her appeal, even to a weasel like Alex Hammond. She was beautiful and sexually stimulated so easily. I leaned down to kiss her cheek and as I did she began to stir. Her eyes fluttered several times before she became lucid. When she did she pulled me down for another long kiss, whispering to me when she broke it, "We are definitely doing that again. I had the most incredible orgasm. It went on and on until my entire body was consumed."

"But, I wasn't touching either your clit or your pussy."

"I know; I'm sure it was an anal orgasm! Dear God, what have I been missing? Oh, Rocky, I was so afraid it would hurt, but it didn't-not even a little. Your finger made me tingle and then the two made it stronger and the third...well, that's when it began. My orgasm started before you even fucked me and it continued right up until you came. I felt as though I had exploded. Darling, it was the most intense experience of my life. I swear...I will never cheat on you again...as the Blessed Virgin is my witness."

"I love the way this is going and I hate to end it, but we both need showers and we need to change the bed. Alicia and Sofia are early risers so we need to get back to sleep. Why don't you go while I get started on the bed?"

"No...I want to shower with you." She rose and pulled me with her. A minute later we held each other once again under the steamy stream, holding, kissing, and running the foamy soap over each other and exploring each other like kids. The shower took too long, but neither of us wanted it to end. Once we were dry we ripped the sheets from the bed and slept on the mattress pad, naked under the blanket. We were both asleep in seconds.