she had become perhaps more over confident with what she could get away with me, and I probably had been so immersed in her fucking around and how I wanted more and more, she no doubt exploited this freedom and it was becoming more and more frequent the times she met him, even to the point he was calling during his lunch break at home which due to the time allowed and him spending 10 mins each way travelling from his work meant he was calling and she knew he was going to be round she would be waiting for him dressed in stockings and heels naked except for a skimpy dressing gown, and she would tell me how she would be watching for him to pull up she would often be spread in the armchair legs over the arms, and he would be straight up her within minutes of walking in, 10 mins fucking her with his jeans around his ankles and he was soon on his way back to work
she told me how horny she would feel for next hour often feeling so horny she would play with her self rubbing his cum over her clit orgasming perhaps twice more.
she knew when I came home I would want to hear everything and often stayed in the same stockings and heels until I did
She certainly knew how to play with me to get her own way, and before knew she would be saying "Is it ok if I go out tonight hes asked me to go to his flat as his flatmate was going out" of course highly aroused I would agree, (in fact I would probably agreed to anything in that state}
Things went on like this for over 6 months, the frequency of their dates increasing almost to the point it was nearly every night, even when she was on her periods she was still meting him, using this as a reason to still see him saying this was her safest time
I knew she was giving him exactly what he wanted and finally I started to realise things were getting out of hand, and I questioned her feelings towards me one night when she had come home far later than we agreed, and several times stayed out all night ringing me in the morning to collect her.
We rowed a lot and I started stopping her meeting him so much, but would weaken again missing the excitement it all gave me.
One night she stayed out all night and at lunchtime on a Sunday she still had not come home. I knew where his flat was and had to suffer the humiliation of going there
When I knocked on the door another chap who I guessed was his flat mate answered, and looked quite surprised, after telling him I was looking for her, he said he would have a look, 2 mins later he came back and smirked she will be there in 5 mins she getting dressed now
I went back to the car my face burning with embarrasement and waited. she came out about 10 mins later telling me she was sorry and she had fallen asleep
The journey home was spent with us rowing, and of course despite this I wanted to fuck her as soon as we got in the house.
Her being akward and stubborn resisted me for a while until things cooled down and I had my way
I kept asking her about the flatemate there, and she said he was there this morning but he hadn't been there last night when they fell a sleep
All the warnings were there I suppose due to the way she was behaving, but I chose to ignore them in hindsight as I was so hooked on the fucking she was having and my own sort fetish being fed by sex after with her
I let things carry on hoping things would sort themselves out for another few months, she was staying more and more out all night with him and knew she could more or less get away with what she wanted,
One night she was getting ready to go, and said something innocently which made me think
She said that P---- this flate mate had split up with his girlfriend and was staying in a lot, and that they didn't have this flat to them selves, my mind started buzzing, and I had the idea in my head that perhaps the both were now fucking her
I dropped little questions into conversation hoping to find out something quite innocently, and noticed the hesitation in her replies.
It was only a few nights later, a night during the week she had gone there, ususally weeknights she would come home earlier or get me to collect her.
This one night I collected her and we came straight home, and I followed her in the house, and she was walking across the kitchen and coughed, I was directly behind her and looked in amazement at two huge blobs of spunk on the floor, she turned and looked at me and said "WHOOPS"
I as usual couldn't wait to get my cock in her soon was undressed, as she slipped her dress over her head, and on the edge of the sofa I plunged into her and she lay back, looking down my cock shaft was covered in spunk as it squelched from her, I made some comment about how spunky she was, asking her straight out "HOW MANY COCKS YOU HAD TONIGHT" she cockily replied "WHY DO YOU THINK IVE HAD TEN?
I was tipping my own spunk in her as she grinned at me poking the tip of her tongue out and bucked as she felt mine inside her
Not much was said after, but all the next day it played on my mind as my thought went wild, I was now probably fantasising but convincing my self that she was getting double fucked by these two in the flat