Becoming a Slut Wife - Episode 22
21-07-25 (18:18)
Dave chimed in with, "Damned right. She would make
me horny if she were wearing a burlap sack. Showing
that much leg gives every man at the party a boner."
Jennifer looked down and saw that her dress had
ridden up to where' you could see her black lace
panties. She tried to adjust her skirt, but Doug had
grabbed her hands and said, "No fair. You let us see,
you can't hide it now" and Al had put a joint to her lips
and she had taken a pull.
Then Al said, "Chuck is right. You are making me horny,
pot just makes me say it out loud."
Jennifer took another hit and giggled. Then Al said, "See
what you did to me?" He pulled out his cock and said,
"See how hard you made me?" and he took Jennifer's
hand and put it on him.
Jennifer had been so stunned at seeing the size of Al's
cock that she had just stared at it, too surprised to even
notice that Al had put her hand on it. Jennifer had
several lovers before she meet me and she had seen
several cocks, but nothing like Al's. It was ten and a
half inches long and as big around as her wrist. She
stared at it, fascinated, as Al started using her hand to
jack himself off. Doug took her head in both hands and
kissed her. She let go of Al's cock to push Doug away
and while she was trying to do that Al had grabbed her
underpants and had pulled them off her. Doug let go of
her head and pulled her on top of him and at the same
time Al had moved behind her and started poking at
her pussy with his cock. Jennifer tried to pull away, but
Doug had both arms wrapped around her and Al had a
firm grip on her hips and then the head of Al's cock
was in her and he began a slow fucking that pushed
more and more of his huge pole into her. Once in he
began to fuck her with long steady strokes and Doug
pulled her mouth to his and shoved his tongue in her
mouth and she was moaning And Al was ramming her
and his balls were hitting her ass and then she was
swapping tongues with Doug and pushing back at Al
and then everything just started to get cloudy and run
together and she lost track of who was doing what
right up to the time she saw me."
I just sat there looking at her and finally I said, "I left at
five-fifteen. What have you been doing since then?"
She looked down at the floor. "Doug lit up another joint
and told me to sit back and get mellow and he sent Al
to get you and bring you back. By the time Al got back
one thing had led to another and the guys were using
me again. At seven everybody left and I was afraid to
come home so Al told me I could stay at his place until
I could talk to you."
"Okay, what did you do from seven, or whatever time
you got to Al's place, until you called me at eleven-
thirty? And how about the hour and a half between the
time you called me and you got home?"
She looked down at the floor again and in a very weak
voice said, "He fucked me" and then, as if it made it all
right, she said, "I was already in as much trouble as I
could get into and if you decided to throw me out I
was going to need a place to stay so I decided to stay
on the good side of Al. And I admit I was fascinated by
the size of his cock and I knew that if you and I could
somehow get past this I'd never have another chance
at it or one like it ever again." She shrugged, "So I let
him do me as much as he wanted before he brought
me home."
"And just how do you propose we 'get past this' as you
so eloquently put it?"
Softly she said, "I don't know. I guess that it has to be
up to you. I love you and I hope you know that. All I
can do is ask you to forgive me and hope that you
will."
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I do love her and so I forgave her, but forgiving is not
the same as forgetting, nor does forgiveness grant trust.
I can't forget the ten minute conversation that she had
with Al or the kiss they exchanged before he drove
away and I can't forget her telling him that he could
have her anytime he wanted. Every time I call home
and she doesn't answer I wonder if she is with Al.
When she goes to a bridal shower or a Mary Kay party,
is that where' she really is? I don't know that I will ever
know for sure. I'm doing my best to hide this lack of
trust from her; if she were to ever find out she just
might adopt the attitude of "If I have the name I might
as well play the game" and if she did that it would
finish us for sure.
I know that Al, Doug, Chuck and Dave have called her
because she tells me and she also tells me that she
hangs up on them. I believe her when she tells me that
they called because why would she lie about
something like that, but I don't necessarily believe her
when she says she hangs up because why wouldn't
she lie about that. We have dropped out of our circle of
old friends because that is the same circle that Al and
the others belong to. I have a hard time facing the ones
that know about what happened that night and I'm
afraid of what I might do if I run into the ones that
took part. I did run into Dave and it might have been all
right if he hadn't gotten a smirk on his face when he
said hello, but he did smirk and it cost him three broken
ribs and a broken nose. The word went out and I
believe the others are trying to avoid me as much as I
am trying to avoid them.
There is one curious thing about what happened that
night at the party. Both Chuck's wife and Dave's wife
were not at the party but they heard about what
happened. Doug's wife called me and flat out told me
that if I wanted revenge on her asshole husband to call
her and she would be more than willing to help me get
it. Chuck's wife hasn't been quite as forward, but she
has been giving me signals that say pretty much the
same thing. I'm tempted, I'd be less than human if I
said I wasn't, but would it balance the books, make my
mind rest easier? Or would it just open another can of
worms? I don't know, but God I am sure tempted to
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