My Neighbor - Part 5b (Patreon)

And here is the second half of part 5!

* Part 5b

“Tell me, what is it that you get out of it?” Tony asked.

Tony was sitting on the toilet seat, waiting patiently for Louise to get done showering. When he entered she half expected him to defile her even further, but he surprised her again with his restraint as he simply plumped down on the toilet and started to talk with her.

“What’s that?” Louise asked, kinda confused.

“Why did you ever go along with cheating on your little Johnny boy?” Tony asked. “Like way back when we hooked up in my bedroom. I was honestly surprised you came along when you did.”

“Are we sharing shower thoughts?” Louise asked. Tony shrugged but nodded. “I wanted to fulfill his fantasy. Do we really have to talk about it right now?”

“Pff, we both know that’s not the whole truth,” Tony chuckled, annoying Louise with his know-all attitude. Did he really need to hear it? Was the fact that he made her cum over and over again in so many different ways not enough of an ego boost? “I think there’s more to it. I think you like being a bit devious. Like you acting like a total slut with me. Would you ever do that for your husband? Be his little slut?”

Louise slowly shook her head, feeling incredibly guilty. She’d hate for John to treat her like some slut. She wanted him to be devoted to her, not treat her like some cheap whore when she was his significant other. His wife. A proud wife, contrary to what one might believe.

“No, I wouldn’t. I don’t think I’d like that at all,” Louise admitted.

"And you wouldn't mind if I called you a slut, hmm?" Tony asked, smirking.

Louise looked away, focusing on her hair as she continued to rinse it.

"So what is it then?" Tony asked. She expected him to any minute to add to the tension that floated in the bathroom by pushing his hand on her, but no. He remained seated still.

“God… I don’t know. The… sex was obviously amazing and, erh, I’m not sure. Doing something I shouldn’t, letting myself go kinda, I guess it was nice. But that’s why w-we shouldn’t have done it back then. That’s not who I am,” Louise said with some urgency.

“So amazing enough to go behind your hubby’s back?” Tony asked. Louise felt guilty about it, but yeah. She couldn’t say it out loud, but that was the truth. That's why when they last hooked up she caved so easily. She knew what he could do and was eager to learn it some more.

"Also," Louise began but hesitated. She had a weird thing in mind, but she was afraid that it would just sound silly.

"I… I hate myself for saying it, but... humiliating John... not much, but a little bit, like in good nature, like for example promising you stuff I'd never do for John, I can't help it, but that turns me on so much. It makes me feel like an extra big slut," she admitted, unknowingly giving Tony plenty of ammunition for later. She wasn’t quite sure why she even entrusted Tony with this information.

"That's really interesting," Tony said, smirking.

"And the sneaking part... I don't know, maybe it serves the humiliation part, but denying John stuff that he craves so much from this fantasy, even if that in itself is part of his fantasy, is also a factor I kinda grew to enjoy. But there is no point in discussing this. We've gone as far as we should. We can't start doing stuff again," Louise said.

"Except me fucking your tits?" Tony chuckled. Louise smirked at that.

"Except that. But I'm done in the shower," Louise said, but as Tony stood up he was kinda in the way so she had to scoot past him. "Getting a bit close there, aren't we?" she asked annoyedly, pressing her way.

"Heh," Tony said. Louise did as he did though, plopping down on the toilet seat. She had nothing else to do, and she needed to dry off anyway.

However, this left her on eye level with his giant still flaccid appendage, which made her involuntarily start to heat up again. Even quicker than before as she didn't get to climax one final time when he straddled her. Seeing his cock up close like that drove her wild though, and given a bit more time she’d cum oh so well staring at his cock gushing out that nasty spunk. But Tony started to soap himself in, not paying any solicit intent any attention. He seemed quite casual, actually, despite what they were talking about.

"So what is it that he likes? John, that is," Tony asked, turning towards her as he started to soap his crotch. “I mean, seeing his wife hooking up with another guy? Pff, that’s pretty pathetic. Not that you’ll ever hear me complain.”

Louise tried to ignore the crass wording of Tony regarding John. She wasn’t quite sure how she liked him talking down her husband, the man who facilitated Tony’s advantageous role in all of this.

"Well, I'm not sure I've been able to wrap my brain around it fully, but basically he likes some of the same things. Me being naughty, me doing stuff I shouldn't, denial, some humiliation of course, that stuff," Louise said, fighting to let her gaze fall from his eyes and to the now-soapy, slick fat hog in Tony's hands.

"Nice stuff. So he's pretty accepting then, I take it?" Tony said, taking the shower head to rinse off the soap. "Can I ask something else?"

"Would you not if I said no?"

"Heh. So. I've been dying to know what those sexy married lips feel like around my cock," Tony began. Louise immediately knew where this was going. "I'm not saying you should do it, but have you ever considered it? Aren't you curious?"

"No," Louise said immediately but could feel herself heat up even more at the suggestion. "It is so submissive, so nasty... and unhygienic, degrading... no please, I say."

"I bet John would've loved it if you treated him to your mouth," Tony said, shutting off the water. But instead of stepping out of the shower, he was slowly starting to to stroke his length again, his giant plums jolting slightly as if they were just awoken.

"Aren't you done?" Louise asked, wanting to get outta here. But she couldn’t very well just leave Tony in here alone, could she? She had to send him off eventually.

"Not yet," Tony promised, and finally Louise's eyes relented to the display between his legs.

His big dick was already growing rapidly in front of her, a foot and a half separating them. But she could see it throbbing, every vein, even his tip showing itself. She tried not to ogle but damn, that was a sight worth ogling. Tony seemed to pick up on that and started stroking faster.

"What do you say? Wanna give it the old college try?" Tony asked. Louise's eyes disengaged from his cock and looked up at him.

“Try what?” Louise asked. Tony just smirked down at her. Whatever he wanted her to ‘try’ was a no-go zone. Letting him fuck her tits, however briefly, was plenty enough.

"No," Louise muttered. “It’s nasty.”

"So you're going to sit there and finger yourself, watching me?" Tony asked.

It was just then it dawned on Louise that one of her hands had snuck down between her legs. When did she even do that? Her fingers were rubbing her mound again, circling her clit, and when she stopped, pulling her wet hand away from her folds, her fingers were covered in her sticky, slippery juices.

"Be honest, don’t you wonder what this would taste like? How it would feel to have it in your mouth?" Tony asked, lifting his cock up to point at her, pumping faster now.

"Er, not really..." Louise muttered but bit her lip.

Tony didn't say anything at first, slowly rolling his foreskin back and forth for her, showing her how he pleasured himself while watching her naked body in front of him. The air had become a bit steamy and thick with humidity and the smell of them and their musks created quite a layered atmosphere.

"Remember, there's no judgment, we're just two adults here," Tony said. "Why don't you take a closer look, then? Get down on the rug so you can see up close while you play with yourself."

"I'm not sure if that's a good idea," Louise muttered unconvincingly.

She did love looking at it, after all. Maybe a closer look wouldn't be too bad? And the rug was quite thick so her knees wouldn't suffer too badly. Reluctantly she slid down from the toilet seat and found herself on her knees, looking up at Tony who at the same time stepped out of the shower, causing almost a collision of her face and his warm cock.

“This is so wrong,” Louise muttered.

Tony just smiled and nodded, his hand still firmly around his cock, stroking slowly. He took a step back and looked down at her, Louise's eyes glued to his veiny cock sticking out in front of her. Her one hand was underneath her, pleasuring herself, the other groping her sensitive breasts, pinching her own nipples on occasion.

“I'm not gonna force you,” Tony said. “But I think we both know you want it.”

Louise looked up at him, knowing he was right. It was hard to admit, even to herself, but he was. Louise knew John would enjoy if she fell to Tony’s insistence, but it felt so wrong. It was degrading, filthy, nasty, disgusting, slutty...

And it made her pussy burn with need.

“John would love it,” Tony said. “Here, why don't you just give it a smell?” he asked, slowly bringing the tip of his cock towards her face.

Louise looked up at him, knowing she could always pull away, but her eyes dropped down to his thick meat as it slowly moved closer to her. Tony positioned it under her nose, right in front of her mouth.

The smell was potent, thick, and heady. It was a powerful scent, that seemed to overpower her, and Louise's nostrils flared as she took a big whiff. Tony was staring down at her, and he smirked as he saw how she reacted to his smell. Louise quickly looked away, but Tony didn't move the shaft away from her face.

Instead, she could hear the slick sounds of his hand jerking the giant cock somewhere beneath her vision, as all she could truly see was his big head and his angry shaft that protruded from his tight grasp.

Louise opened her mouth to gasp, as the potent odor caused her to slightly spasm. But as she spasmed, her open lips grazed the head and some precum from the leaking tip. She gasped, her tongue automatically tasting it, and she immediately grimaced.

It was thick, salty, and musky. The taste was strong, and the texture was a bit strange. She couldn't believe how dirty it felt, almost making her shiver at how debauched the act was. Louise could feel her cheeks grow warm and red as her mind raced with thoughts about how filthy she was being. Louise stuck out her tongue again, wanting more of his thick slime, and as soon as her tongue went past her lips it collided with his tip again.

This time she made sure to get a good taste, pushing her tongue out to scoop up a nice dollop of his precum. As she swallowed it, the taste was still strong, but it seemed to have grown on her already. She knew it should repel her, but it also was such a tantalizing flavor. It tasted almost like a thicker, heavier salt, but it wasn't exactly unpleasant.

For a third time did Louise extrude her tongue, and this time she pressed it against his slit, rubbing it, trying to get more of his fluid to run out. His hand was still stroking the shaft, and Louise moaned as she lapped up his precum, closing her lips around his tip to make sure landed directly in her mouth.

“That's it, baby,” Tony cooed, and Louise suddenly realized what she was doing.

She suddenly snapped back to the surface, realizing she was now on her knees before Tony with his cock in her mouth. She had submitted her mouth to him, let his fluids coat her tastebuds, and licked his nasty cock, and even closed her mouth around the very tip of his cock.

Suddenly feeling deeply ashamed, she leaned back and broke the connection from his dripping, purple head.

“I shouldn't do that,” Louise gasped, blushing furiously.

“But you're already doing it,” Tony smirked. “That didn't taste too bad, did it?”

Louise closed her eyes for a moment. “It didn't,” she muttered. It was disgusting, yet she felt herself drawn to his thick, dripping tip like a moth to light. And Tony had even enjoyed the brief circumference of her mouth enough to disengage his own hands, letting her give him pleasure instead, however briefly.

“Come on, it's never gonna be as clean as it is now,” Tony said urgently as if there was just a brief window of time when she could do... this.

Louise knew she should've been revolted, disgusted, and in some sense she was, but those same parts of her were also screaming out in lust and arousal at the very same time. The conflict was tearing her apart, but the temptation of this forbidden fruit was too much. The intrigue. The wonder of how it would feel. She leaned forward again, opening her mouth, and pressing her lips around his tip again. She just needed a taste. It was like an exhilarating unconscious decision, like it wasn't her choice to try to please Tony, but a need.

But as his tip collided with her tongue again, and she once again closed her mouth around his tip to make sure his vile juices flowed in the right direction, Louise didn't feel content with just a taste. Instead, she sucked hard, trying to get more of his precum to flow. She felt the thick head throb in her mouth as Tony moaned above her. She tried to push further forward, wanting to get more of it, but the angle was awkward and his head was too big.

She didn't think anything of it at first, but as Louise started to bob her head back and forth, trying to swallow his slimy precum as fast as she could, she realized that she was really in the middle of sucking Tony’s big cock. She had willingly started to fellate Tony, and not just by accident or in some brief moment of weakness, but because she wanted it. She had decided to do it, and she was actually enjoying herself.

She felt his giant phallus glide across her tongue, something no other cock had ever done, coating her tastebuds with his slimy precum over and over. She let her tongue roll over his tip, teasing the sensitive underside. She closed her lips tightly, wanting to suck him even harder. And his moans of pleasure was only affirmation and fuel for her.

“Ugh, yeah, you fucking love my cock,” Tony grunted.

Louise didn't respond, not because she didn't agree, but because she couldn't. Her mouth was stuffed with his cock, her lips stretched wide by his girth. Louise was in stark disbelief of doing something so degrading, something so submissive, that was utterly for someone else's pleasure entirely. The thought of it all, how humiliating it was to her status, how she felt, made her burn with lust.

Her nipples were stiff, her pussy was drooling, and she could feel her legs tremble. She soon shot a hand downstairs and rubbed herself while fellating Tony's giant cock, feeling it ooze precum onto her tongue with each bob. He throbbed violently her mouth over and over again, and Louise couldn't deny the sensation was... electrifying, and extremely erotic. And seeing, or in this case mostly hearing him enjoy it immensely was like icing on the cake. It was her first time, and he was already so satisfied with how she did it.

Even the sounds produced by her mouth fellating her first cock echoed throughout the bathroom, giving a constant rhythmic reminder of her ongoing submission to another man. But in the moment it didn’t bother her, as this felt just right. She couldn’t deny the rushing feeling she felt as she felt the vulgar monster press across her tongue and bump against the back of her throat, the thrill of feeling the cock of another man’s cock throb in anticipation due to her efforts.

“Mmmm... God, that's... That's the shit. Keep doing what you're doing,” Tony moaned, tilting his head back to focus on the pleasure she was giving him.

And she kept on going. She was falling hard into her own humiliation and it was just the way he liked it. Its flesh spilled around her mouth as she pressed down as much of his shaft she could take, which wasn't much more than a few inches, and she heard his breath hitch in his throat as his dick throbbed. So Louise did it some more, bobbing her head with a steady rhythm that pleased Tony immensely.

“Johnny's really missing out,” Tony groaned, his voice echoing against the tiles.

Hearing her husband's name, while she was in the process of servicing another man, made Louise gasp out loudly, and she clamped down on her fingers as she became indescribably wetter from her dirty imagination. John, her husband, her one and only true love, was not getting the type of treatment from her that she was giving to this degenerate boy. He was never going to experience her warm, loving mouth like this. Tony got it first, and there was nothing John could do about it. It would drive John mad with lust to know what she was doing for another man right now, after swearing for a lifetime she'd never take anyone in her mouth at all.

Louise increased the tempo and rhythm, ignoring her sore jaw, disengaging her fingers to focus more on giving Tony's cock the treatment she felt it deserved. He had earned it after all, by coaxing her into blowing him he'd earned her eager mouth.

“Yeah, just like that. Don't stop,” Tony grunted urgently. Louise could tell he wanted to grab her head and fuck her mouth, but she was glad he didn't. She wanted her first blow job to be only her effort. She just hoped he'd warn her before he came.

Meanwhile, his cock seemed to expand and throb more than ever before as her increase in tempo seemed to really make him feel great. Tony looked down at Louise, as her spit drenched his cock while she pleasured him with her mouth. She was only able to take him just past the head, but it was plenty enough. More and more precum throbbed from his slit and into her mouth, but she had no problem swallowing it all down.

“Th-that is so fuckin guh–” Tony gasped.

Then the precum became even warmer, much thicker, much saltier, much more bitter, and way more disgusting. It pulsed out more violently than before, shoving its way into the roof of her mouth, sticking there like stubborn honey. Just one jolt of his cock filled her mouth top to bottom with thicker slime.

It was so thick and so creamy, even chunky in the thicker parts. Louise gasped, almost gagged, as she tasted the thick slime gliding from the roof of her mouth and across her tongue. She could feel the texture so vividly, and the taste was horrible. Louise was so shocked she wanted to immediately pull back, to let his tip pop from her mouth, but she kept her lips sealed and even if her bobs slowed down, she didn't stop. Even as it was happening and it was far from pleasant, she was determined to see it through.

She tried to swallow it to get it away from her tongue, but the thickness made it difficult, and she didn't like how it was starting to almost choke her. The taste was not good at all and the texture was so odd and slimy. Louise tried to breathe through her nose, but she couldn't smell much but his musky, pulsating cock.

She of course understood by now that Tony had shot his load in her mouth and Louise felt even more violated. As if fellatio was not filthy enough, he came inside of her. Right into her mouth and had done so without as much as a word of warning nor asking permission, but in truth that had not surprised her either. What surprised her was how she still couldn't muster the willpower to disengage her mouth and stop, even as she felt cum spill from the corners of her mouth, causing an awful mess.

“Ughhhh,” Tony grunted most quietly yet as his dick pulsated between her lips, releasing yet more chunky goo into her mouth that made her nauseous. Why did women even enjoy swallowing cum? The only reason she threw it down the hatch in labored gulps was that her mouth was so full of his sperm, even if it spilled out the corners. She simply had no choice.

“Fuck, take that cum,” Tony grunted, shivering all over as powerful spurts of his sperm entered into Louise’s mouth. Disengaging with his cock didn't seem to cross her mind yet though. She was just too inexperienced in this to know how to proceed. And too lost in stubborn will and lust to see it through. She was determined to finish properly, even if his explosive ejaculation seemed to almost hose her right off. While it was disgusting, she was still compelled to please Tony’s big juicy cock.

Not until Tony felt himself grow too sensitive and drew back from her swirling tongue. As his wet tip finally drew back from her lips, strings of cum and saliva still connected them, and Louise had to create suction in her mouth to get a hold of all the small tiny bits of Tony's cum that hid in the corners of her mouth. She quickly got up and spat out what she could, and then she couldn't decide whether she wanted another shower or brush her teeth a thousand times. To think he'd shot this nasty stuff inside of her three or four times.

“God, that was intense,” Tony breathed, taking deep breaths.

Louise washed off what she spat out but she still tasted that same strong, salty, bitter, awful flavor on her tongue. Rancid and foul, with a sharp bitter aftertaste. It was truly disgusting. And for some reason, it was a strong motivator for her. There was something oddly satisfying and almost gratifying about him reaching his climax in her mouth, knowing she did that. It was primal in a sense of servitude.

And it being so vile and, again, disgusting, it almost drove the point across, of how vulgar this act was. It was so filthy that no one should do it, especially not a married woman like herself. But Louise had, and she had actually liked it. She'd made Tony cum in her mouth, and he had loved it. Even when it was her first time. She felt an odd sensation of pride as she brushed her teeth at a rapid pace. She doubted she'd ever done it, but it was actually kinda nice having finally given her first blow job. Louise did feel guilty it hadn't been given to John, but she had been so adamant about never doing it. And now she had.

"How did you like your first taste of cock?" Tony asked as Louise was washing her face. She turned around, seeing him still naked, and his cock was still almost hard. She had almost forgotten he was even there.

"I think I'm good," Louise said, not wanting to admit she'd kinda liked it. Especially not now when she was supposed to be angry at him.

"So no second round?" Tony asked, grinning.

"I don't think so," Louise said, as she stepped into the shower to wash off her face.

Louise expected him to join her, but when he did not, she was relieved. And a bit frustrated. She hadn't been able to cum when he fucked her tits nor while she blew him. While she had a certain fidelity to adhere to, she was also quite horny still. There wasn't much Tony could do for her, though.

As she finished drying off, and Tony had already exited and was probably out collecting the massage table in the bedroom. Louise figured she had to send him on his way back home, then come up with a plan on how to make this good with John. She knew he'd be jealous and aroused, but the guilt she felt was overbearing.

Louse would never even have interacted with Tony in such a way if wasn't for this stupid fantasy, he was far from her type at all so even if she was single she'd never touch him. But she couldn't deny that the taboo nature, the sheer pleasure of it, and how much of a slut she felt made her burn with desire and want to go further.

'But first things first,' she thought, searching for her phone. It had been on the counter, but she couldn't find it now. Maybe it was out in the bedroom? She grabbed a bathrobe and exited the bathroom.

Louise found Tony with her phone in his hands. He was sitting on the bed, the massage table folded away in a corner.

"I was thinking maybe you should give me another blow job," Tony said but waved her phone at her before she was able to protest. "But film it. I mean, to include Johnny, y'know."

"No," Louise said, walking over to him. "That's enough now. I've gone along with too much."

"Yeah, you have. I'm just trying to help you get back on the right track," Tony smirked.

“This is not the right track,” Louise sighed, folding her arms as she stared at him. “I don't think it's a good idea to slip into some sort of full affair, and I certainly won't do that ever again. You could've at least warned me you were about to cum? It was so nasty and slimy and... yuck.”

"What, you want me to warn you next time?" Tony asked, grinning.

"There won't be a next time. We're not doing this again," Louise insisted. "I want to be able to look my husband in the eyes again, and I can't do that if I know I'm lying to him."

"And that's why we have to film it. So you can show him. Imagine that, you can finally show off," Tony grinned.

"I'm serious, Tony," Louise said.

Tony looked her up and down and saw that she was quite serious. He looked at the clock and saw that it was getting late. His parents would wonder where he was, so he had his own reasons to get across the street and home. He got up and gave her his trademark smirk.

"Okay," he shrugged. "Whatever. Just had to try."

"Okay. And give me my phone," Louise ordered. Tony handed it over and he headed for the bedroom door.

"But like I've said before. I think honesty with John is best."

"Is that so?" Louise said, looking at him suspiciously.

"How else am I going to be able to rub it in his face that I'm fucking his wife? HAH!" Tony let out a laugh and gave a two-finger salute before heading down the stairs and eventually out.

Louise was amazed by her own perseverance. She slumped down at the bed, holding her head in her palms as how low she had sunk crashed over her.

It took a while for her to recompose her feelings, but when the regret started to sink in, the dread soon followed. She needed to contact her husband and try to salvage some normalcy. But it was quite late, and even if it was something quite important, she didn't want to leave him restless the entire night. It wouldn't do, to not let him sleep over something so terrible. It had to wait till morning.

And here she had thought of herself as an ever-good, loyal, devoted wife who treasured sex as a special thing between husband and wife. Though, perhaps that was the core of John's fantasy. That she was supposed to be so proper, that she had her strong moral code she wanted to live by, but then it to forsake everything and act like a slut. If so, she had accomplished quite a lot for John, though she hated to admit it, as it was something that turned her on too.

But he had made it seem so appealing to let yourself go, which was why they went ahead and experimented at first, before trying any real kink.

To some extent, Louise was a bit relieved when Tony was gone and it meant she could relax. She crawled up on John's side of the bed, snuck under the covers and soon enough succumbed to tiredness.

*

The next morning I woke with a certain amount of guilt. All evening after arriving at Anchorage I spent imagining Tony seducing and eventually fucking Louise, making her forget her promise to me that the kink was on break and yield to otherwordly pleasure that I wasn’t capable of treating her to.

It didn’t help that I received a heartwarming good-morning text from Louise. The dutiful wife who went so far just to please my kinks, and here I was salivating for it to happen again. I felt a certain amount of desperation for her to act out again, and I kept seeing the two together in my head. And when I asked her how last night had gone, she replied with ‘Great, I think I worked him good’, my brain immediately went to the gutter, being guiltily curious as to what had happened.

I quickly replied that I had to be at breakfast at 8 AM sharp, but I’d talk to her later.

And just like that constant imaginary visions filled my day of Louise and Tony rolling around naked between the white bedsheets of her bed, fucking wildly, her lips pressed tightly against Tony while his cock thrashed about inside her. And it drove me wild. My workday was absolute torture and when I finally returned home to the Airbnb I was more exhausted than ever.

I trusted that Louise stayed true, but as it was my dirtiest and most desired kink, my brain came up with all kinds of scenarios where Tony had solidified his place between her open legs, pressing into her with his hips over and over, grunting wildly with a devious smirk, making Louise groan, grunt, wail, and scream with all the pleasure he made her feel, and how much pleasure he got from fucking my wife.

So when I was finally able to call her, way past three in the afternoon, with the promise of another work session after dinner, I finally was able to call her. I hurriedly found my phone and called her as I was on my way up the corridor to the apartment the company had spoiled me with.

“Hey babe. How has your day been?” I asked her.

"Hey. I've just been boring all day. Jogging, reading, watching my Netflix," Louise said. She sounded normal at least.

“So how did it go last night?” I asked, and perhaps a bit too eagerly as I heard Louise sigh.

A moment passed in silence before she asked, “That’s the first thing you’re asking me?”

Louise didn’t sound annoyed, but I had to imagine she was. I had been asking without thinking, or rather, I had been thinking with the wrong head. Just the thought of Louise, my own wife, submitting to Tony was just so exhilarating and overwhelming, frankly.

“Sorry,” I blurted out immediately. “I know I shouldn't ask, but I can't help but be curious.”

There were a few moments of silence again, and I had to assume it was Louise who was fighting back yelling at me.

“Can you talk me through what it is about this kink that you like so much?” she asked in a surprisingly calm tone.

“Let's say, what if he asked me to save my first blow job, something I said I never would do, for him, would that be something you'd enjoy?” Louise asked, stowing away in the kitchen.

I didn't reply right away as I figured she was quite agitated with how her questions came in rapid fire, which made me feel even more guilty and ashamed as I could feel my erection grow and throb. I knew it was fucked up to envision your loved one sharing a bed with another man, but here I was, wanting nothing more.

“Well?” Louise asked the sound of a bubbling pan of water and the click of her oven could be heard in the background.

I thought of her question and almost started to stroke myself. My mouth was dry and I found my ability to speak limited.

“Why?” she asked, shuffling around the kitchen, as she knew the answer to the first question way too well.

I was ashamed to even have gotten our conversation to this point. It was silly to argue her fidelity when I was the one who was pushing it. But again, her voice didn't seem as annoyed as it should be. Maybe she just hid it well.

“I… I… I don't know. It's like the ultimate act that you shouldn't do. You're so proper, and take a blow job for example. You've said you'd never do it, but if you did it for him… I'd be jealous like crazy, ashamed you'd do something like that for him but not me, but at the same time very aroused that you'd break a rule just for him. Like if you slept with him there is mutual benefit, but a blow job is just... I don't know, it's such an act of submission, which is why I know you won't do it.”

Now it was Louise's turn to be quiet. She listened in while I talked, seemingly even pausing her rummaging around the kitchen to pay attention. I could only guess what her physical reaction was. I yearned to see her face so I could at least read her expression. For my own sake, my insides were a mess as I felt as if my entire body was on fire.

“I know it's crazy,” I said. “Sorry that I brought it up… I know you said it is on pause, and I respect that. I just get carried away up here alone with your videos to keep me company.”

I heard a sigh from Louise as if she was reaching some sort of conclusion.

"So if I sucked his dick last night would you be okay with that?" Louise asked, still sounding quite nonchalant.

I couldn't tell if she was being serious or not. She seemed flat in her tone, but I wasn't sure how to read her voice. Was this her way of showing her annoyance? But her words, despite the tone, sadly had some effect on me.

"Or if you learned that I've been fucking him for a week straight without you knowing?"

Now I knew she was just making stuff up.

"Would that upset you?" Louise asked.

Every fiber of my heart thudded against my chest as Louise's questions came once again in rapid succession, and my erection was now at full mast, with timed dramatic pauses. The way she said it made my brain spin, and I could only assume it was part of her act to entice me. I didn't reply right away.

“I sometimes wish we never went down this road. As we concluded back then, there is no way back from this, so I guess this is something we gotta live with until we move past it,” Louise said.

I just had to relieve some of the pressure, so I slowly inched my zipper down so that I could slide my slacks down, and stroke my aching cock. It had been over a week since Louise had treated me to her voluptuous body, her heaving tits that I adored hanging in my face. Then images of Louise's oily fingers wrapping around Tony's throbbing cock filled my brain. Instead of me satisfying my wife’s needs after a week, it was Tony.

“So what happened then?” I asked before I could stop myself. And I knew that was a mistake right away.

“God damn it, John!” Louise said, now sounding actually frustrated. “I just want to be your faithful wife who loves you. I've been so good, so what is it that you want from me? Do you want me to be a cheating whore? I want to satisfy your kinks and fantasies, but this is ridiculous. Tell me, are you getting excited just thinking of me having some sort of affair?”

I didn’t reply. I had nothing to say. Shame and guilt told me the answer we both knew. Yes. I wanted Louise to be a bad girl, to act without a second thought, and perhaps even submit to someone else’s desire of their own volition more than mine. But her silence told me that it was my turn to speak.

“I know, I'm sorry,” I sighed. I truly was. I hated hearing her angry, especially when it was due to one of my own kinks. “I don't know why I keep going back to this. It's just so exciting, and the fact that it's so taboo, and forbidden…”

“It's alright,” Louise said, being kinda short in her answer.

I felt guilty now, as I could hear in her voice that she was tired of talking about it, but I was also curious if she had at least teased him. I knew better than to push it though. I looked at the clock. Fuck, I had a company dinner in a few, and then another batch of monotonous work. Way to spend your Saturday.

“Well… I hate to end the conversation like this, but I actually have to go,” I said. “And so we're clear. I love you no matter what, and if nothing ever happens or happens, I'll love you still.”

“I get it, babe. Love you too,” Louise said. “Take care, hun.”

*

Louise hadn't meant to get so frustrated, but sometimes it was hard not to. She had worked so hard to keep everything under control, and the fact that her own husband seemed to crave it so badly, made it more difficult. It was as if she was the only one caring about her own fidelity, which made it double frustrating that she was the one who caved in. That John only slipped up by asking a question one too many times that made it boil over for her, while she let another guy take pleasure from her mouth despite what she had said herself about not doing anything anymore, was of course hypocritical.

It wasn't that she was angry at John, but she had to admit that she felt a bit annoyed at how he craved it so much. She didn't see anything wrong with Tony per se, but she did not want to cheat on her husband. She felt bad for John for having such strong desires and that she went behind his back when she knew he’d love it. She had some sort of plan morphing into existence in her mind, however.

'But if this is what I gotta do,' she thought, as she shakingly found Tony's number to send him a text message.

She wrote the message but didn't send it. Was this truly what she had to do? Part of her wanted to punish John for wishing such a fantasy upon her, to grant him his secret wish for her to act like a slut without regard for their marriage, while another part knew, something she'd never admit out loud, that she wanted this too. Was she using her anger as an excuse? There were several elements of this whole ordeal that spoke to her as well.

One thing that both served to frustrate and arouse her was how this was supposed to work in her husband’s favor, but it also couldn’t be denied that there was a certain thrill for Louise as well.

Besides, Tony’s suggestion of making a video yesterday also spoke to her. It was a way for her to really commit herself to her husband's fantasy, with a carrot and a definite reason as to why she did it. It was all for him, after all. She would be able to show him just how naughty she could be, how much of a slut. And then he could watch the video over and over. And the video would also be proof that she loved him dearly and would do anything to satisfy his kink. And then they could finally move past it.

Then Louise thought back to how John had insisted on nagging on her. Sure, it was irrational to get annoyed with him, but it was enough for her to hit send. Maybe it was a mixture of many things that made her hit send.

“u free?” the message read, with as much implication as those two words could have between Louise and Tony.

Louise had half expected to wait a few hours before getting a reply, but was slightly startled and she felt a small ember of anticipation as she saw the icon of Tony writing her a reply pop up. Just as well, she had to strike the iron while it was still warm.

“Yeah, why?” he wrote.

“Wondered if u needed any extra tutoring tonite,” Louise replied, feeling extra wicked in her innuendo. Surely it would probably surprise Tony a bit that she took any initiative, but Louise was confident he’d play along.

Several minutes trickled by, while Louise tried to envision John’s reaction to what she had planned. If only he knew.

Tony's reply came. “Come over when you're ready.”

Louise was pleased with Tony's swift reply and she knew right away what she had to do. She had to get her act together, and quickly.

She took a shower and put on some light makeup, feeling almost giddy at making herself get ready for what was about to happen. She picked out a formal teacher-like skirt, stockings, and a nice white blouse. It was professional enough to get her across the street without too much suspicion from all the neighbors. Louise thought for a moment if Tony cared, suddenly catching herself in actually wanting his approval. But he didn't care, as long as he got what he wanted, Louise figured.

Louise put her purse over her shoulder and gave herself a final look in the mirror. It felt a bit weird going over like this, lightly styled up for something that should've been an obscene act. But if this was what John wanted, she'd oblige. He would probably watch the old tapes of Tony plowing her later tonight anyway.

She headed downstairs to grab the keys and locked the house. Louise headed straight across the street, and soon she found herself knocking on Tony's parent's door. Louise noticed that their car wasn't there, so that explained why Tony had invited her over, rather than taking the 'party' to their house instead.

She knocked again. If the neighbors would look now, that would be awkward.

“Wow, Mrs. Banks, I never expected you around here at this time of night. Or on a Saturday,” Tony chuckled, stepping aside.

“Are your parents at home?” Louise asked urgently, despite seeing the car being gone. They could be grocery shopping for all she knew.

“Nah, they're gone until tomorrow evening. Some resort shit,” Tony said with a shrug. “So what's up? Why are you here?” Tony asked, taking her jacket.

“This is going to sound a bit weird,” Louise began, moving over to the living room, sitting down on a sofa, fidgeting nervously with the end of her skirt.

“Yeah?” Tony said, grunting as he sat down on the sofa opposite of her.

“So I just got off the phone with John,” Louise said.

“Am I finally getting the baseball bat?” Tony chuckled, waving his hand as if striking himself in the head.

“No, no… nothing like that. So my husband really loves this kink and I really want to grant him it, but I don’t think it is sustainable as a lifestyle. I mean so erh, I kinda got the idea from you, actually. So here it is. I want to make a video. Or a series of videos. For him. A series of videos to hold him over for a good while.”

“Okay… erh. And these videos, what will these consist of?” Tony asked. He had a suspicion, but best not to jump to any conclusions.

“How naughty of a married woman I can be,” Louise muttered self-consciously. Tony’s eyes went wide for a moment. Had she just come over looking like a snack, plopped down on his sofa, and said what she just said? He sat and stared at her for a few moments, letting his brain catch up with what Louise was proposing.

“What, like an affair?” Tony chuckled in disbelief. How had he walked into such a fortunate situation? He figured he had to work Louise for months to let him bang her again, now she came and offered herself on a silver platter? Hah!

“No! Well… maybe. But only for a month, and then on his birthday I will give him the tapes, and hopefully that will be the end of it. I figured that would be enough time to get some good footage while not dragging it on for too long.”

“So let me get this straight. You wanna cheat on your husband for, what, a month? And pretend that it is for your husband? What kind of logic is that? Sure you’re not looking for an excuse to get as much of this fat cock into you as possible?” Tony chuckled, hefting his bulge with his hand for emphasis.

Louise felt herself growing quite flustered. How dare he imply she’d cheat just to cheat?! And here she thought she had this brilliant plan that would work for all of them. For John, Tony of course, and okay sure, for her as well to some extent. But she was only over her because John wanted it. She’d never even considered the possibility if John had never pushed it, and then pushed it again and then nagged her about it.

But now Tony had just made her feel stupid. Perhaps it was a dumb idea after all.

Louise looked down, folding her hands on her lap, feeling a bit foolish.

“Well, I just thought it could be something that worked for all of us,” Louise said.

Tony sensed that his counterargument was a fully automatic rifle directed at his own foot, and he had to backpedal quickly.

“Okay, so let's say you're making the videos, what, do I just climb on top of you and fuck your right here and now? Was that the plan when you came over here?”

Louise shifted in her seat a bit. Honestly, yes. Him just doing it like that actually had some desired effect on her. However, she sensed some resistance she didn't expect from Tony.

“So here's my terms–”

“Terms?” Louise asked.

“Yeah, if I'm gonna be your partner in this whatever-the-fuck, then I want something too,” Tony said.

“And what's that?” Louise asked, slightly worried. She hoped it wouldn't be too much. Tony was a horny teenager, how much more than a willing woman could he want?

“First off, if we're going to show how naughty of a wife you are, I think it's fitting if you commit yourself to being my submissive slut, whatever that entails, and actually show how naughty you’ll get. We can play that one by ear, as I'm no fucking sadist so I won't make you do shit you legitimately don't want to do. But I want you to be open to a few things.”

“Like what?” Louise asked a bit perplexed.

“Well, I'm sensing we're doing this on your schedule. That is fine. But once in a while, I want to be able to send you a text and within minutes you'll be ready to serve me. With reason, of course. And I wanna hear you dirty talk. I love it when you do that. Fine pristine Louise Banks telling me how great my cock is just can't be beat. Skimpy clothing, worship. So on and so forth”

“What the fuck are you on about?” Louise scoffed at his proposal. It honestly sounded incredibly corny.

“Lastly, I want your marital bed at least once a week. And no condoms. And anal,” Tony said, shooting in several extra demands.

“I'm not doing anal, but as for the rest... I don't even know how to be a... submissive slut or whatever,” Louise said. She was slightly annoyed with Tony for even making a bunch of shit up right at the finish line. “Is there any way we can just… do it without all that?”

"Nope," Tony said, hoping she wouldn't call his bluff. He just wanted to see if he could push his weight around a bit, and get something out of it in return. If she said no, he’d cave immediately as he was more than eager to sink his cock into this married beauty.

He expected her to shut it down without discussion, but to his surprise, she seemed to think it over. Would he be able to break this married wife and truly make her into his personal slut? He had no intention of making her an honest woman himself, but if he could bang her all he liked that would be just perfect. Louise was one of the finest women he had scored, and the fact that she was married to someone as generally respected as John just made it better. His successes in life couldn’t hide his wife from a big cock.

“Fine. But if I do it, then please don't make it too gross or grotesque,” Louise said. This was her idea, and her stubbornness drove her on.

“So you're agreeing to my terms?” Tony said with a knowing smirk. Louise sighed and nodded. “Then I want you to start by opening up that blouse, Louise. Slowly."

Louise didn't like his demanding tone, but she'd endure it for now.

"And I want you to get into it. This was your idea after all," Tony demanded.

This was all too abrupt for her. When she came over she had a fire in her, but all the talking had somewhat doused it. But she knew she had to at least get the ball rolling, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to do what she intended to. And she needed to make this good for John.

'I want to be a naughty slut for John,' she told herself, plastering a smile across her face. Louise just needed to warm a bit, and what better way than to get a satisfied groan from the man she'd cuck her husband with as she put her big breasts on display for him? Louise could almost feel her hand tremble in anticipation as she moved her fingers to the first button in her collar and slid it open, revealing a bit more of her cleavage.

"Like this?" Louise asked, putting on a show by running her finger along the seam of her blouse to the next button, tracing the small swell of her breasts displayed as she slowly unbuttoned, teasingly slow and methodical, the hint of her black bra underneath being revealed.

Tony nodded in approval, his eyes transfixed on her chest as the fabric was pulled away slowly. Louise felt her own heat blossom as well, her heart pumping with increasing excitement of what to come. She had come over here knowing full well where this all might lead, and she would be lying if she said she didn’t look forward to it.

"I love this blouse, but it is a bit uncomfortable," Louise said, smiling at Tony as she undid the last button and opened her blouse, her full breasts bulging against the cups of her black bra. She arched her back to get the blouse completely off but also to strut her chest out for him.

"Mmm," Tony groaned as his cock swelled and grew hard as he saw Louise's breasts bulge against the confines of the cups. She reached behind her and undid her bra, letting her huge tits bounce out for him.

"Why, erh, why don't we take this to your bedroom?" Louise asked, feeling herself getting quite excited to get started. To lay down and… let Tony do his thing.

It felt good to put her plan in motion, and there was no doubt that she would enjoy this evening very much as she knew Tony really knew how to wield his weapon. She had to remind herself that this was all for John, and she was doing this because she loved her husband and wanted to satisfy his desires, even though they were so taboo. This was all for him, Louise told herself.

The bedroom was smaller than she remembered it as. It had been quite some time since she last had been here. Was it truly the first time she jerked Tony off? It felt like an eternity had passed since then.

She was in half disbelief that she had agreed to this, that it was her idea, and that in a matter of moments Louise would in all probability feel Tony inside of her again. Some small part of her wondered how she had convinced herself that this was a good plan again, but that was dwarfed by building anticipation of what was to come, and what it would mean for John and herself. Louise had sworn she wouldn't do this again, but now she found herself in nothing but her skirt and some stockings in this teenage boy's bedroom.

Louise looked over at Tony, her soon-to-be lover. Perhaps lover was the wrong term. The guy she'd fuck for a month before she could be faithful to her husband again. At her own orchestration. A pang of guilt shot through her, but she had already committed to this idea, this plan. She would do this. She would let Tony fuck her again, and willingly so, and she wanted to put on a show for her husband, so she was determined to enjoy it.

"How do you want me?" Louise asked, feeling her face grow hot and flushed.

"How about you do another strip tease?" Tony suggested, and sat down on his bed, looking up at Louise. "Show off that body for your husband."

"O-okay," Louise said, feeling a bit self-conscious. She was quite comfortable and confident in her looks, but a strip tease? She had never really tried, except a bit of flirtatious dancing with John on occasion. It was odd to now do so with Tony watching her with his lustful, demanding stare like he expected to watch her pussy become wetter by every passing second.

"You need to record, Tony," she said. As much as it would be embarrassing to do it, and do it on camera no less, she wanted it to be on tape. If anything, it showed her devotion to John's kinks.

"Sure. Gimme your phone. Or do I need to find mine?" Tony asked, nodding towards the nightstand beside the bed.

"That's alright," Louise said as she reached her bag beside the door. She didn't want him to go bragging to all his friends he got to bang the PE teacher in his bedroom, or any other unfortunate outcome of using his phone. So she found hers and handed it to him. He accepted it with a smile and she saw him snap a picture of her standing in his room topless, but with a small professional skirt, and stockings, before starting the camera.

Louise moved in front of him, where he sat perched on the bedside, filming Louise's body. Slowly turning, Louise ran her hands over her hips before pulling her skirt up tight, almost flaunting how good her ass looked in a tight pencil skirt, the sight enough to bring a smile to her face. Her cheeks grew hot at knowing her round ass cheeks were to soon be on display, but the idea that John would eventually see it was comforting to some degree. And as she pulled the skirt over her well-shapen ass, hearing Tony gasp as he realized these were not stockings, but thigh-high stockings, helped as well.

She slowly slid her skirt down her legs again and across her thighs. A whimper escaped her lips when the realization dawned on her that Tony would soon be inside her. Part of her knew that she was cheating and a bigger part of her liked the idea. She knew deep down how awful this was. To just go in and have sex like this. To diminish the meaning of what sex was, something that was reserved between a married couple, to do this again. But to also be aroused and eager at the thought of Tony fucking her made her feel both shameful and guilty.

'This is for John,' Louise reminded herself quite forcefully. It was for John that Tony would soon be using her, taking pleasure from how good she made him feel, all of it on camera. Evidence of her devotion and willingness to go the extra mile for her dear husband. She was just hoping he'd enjoy it when he saw it. No. She knew. It wasn't yet at the point of no return, but they were rapidly getting there.

Especially as Tony now pressed at her shoulder for her to lay down with one hand while directing the camera at her face with the other.

“Hold this, and aim it at your face,” Tony told her, giving her the phone.

“What are you going to do?” Louise asked, feeling almost out of breath.

“Have a little taste of this married pussy,” Tony groaned. “Look into the lens the entire time.”

Tony moved his head between her thighs. Louise felt her face flush as Tony parted her knees, but she maintained eye contact with the lens all the way through, trying to imagine the view John would get later. Her face contorting as Tony would likely make her cum and cum and cum. She could hardly wait. She felt his hands glide her black thong across her thigh, leaving her exposed and defenseless from Tony. Louise was now naked on Tony’s bed, except for a pair of dark thigh-high stockings.

'This is all for John,' she reminded herself. She wasn't a cheater. No. This was an act of service.

“Do we have to… oh gawd… go this... slow?” Louise gasped. “I… ohhhhh… think I've… ffuuuccccckkkk…”

Tony's fat tongue dragged across her folds as she spoke, interrupting whatever she was about to say. The anticipation, the build-up, and the several denied orgasms earlier this week, and the whole secret nature of their meeting, had Louise horny as a teen as Tony's fat tongue pushed against her pussy. His thick tongue dipped into her warm crevice, probing inside. The tip of his fat muscle played along her inner lips as Louise spread her legs further apart.

Tony glanced up at Louise who was lying there watching him with wild eyes and her jaw hung open while he ate her pussy. Louise was pretty sure she had never felt such a pleasure as Tony's tongue slowly dragged through her slit and across her swollen clit, working its magic. She brought a knuckle up to her mouth to chew down on as to suffocate her own whimpering, almost as if denying her the pleasure she endured from something so naughty would atone her from all the cheating she was about to do. But those moans slipped past her lips, only fueling Tony's hunger even more.

Her free hand moved to the back of his head, pressing him between her trembling thighs. She rocked her hips a bit, grinding her crotch in Tony's face. Her moans went higher pitched as he slowly devoured her. He used the flat of his tongue and licked upwards, tracing the entirety of her labia, making her shake as a tidal wave of pleasure rolled through her.

“Ohhh fffuccckkk…” Louise cooed, her face was filled with rapture and pleasure.

Tony hummed in appreciation of the view from down there, Louise's pussy clamping on his fat tongue, but he had barely begun. He loved to see her writhe in pleasure beneath him. But he wanted to hear it from her as well.

"Enjoying yourself?" Tony asked.

"Fuck... ugh, why did you stop?" Louise asked frustrated. She had been so close!

"So what happened to the no-touching rule?" Tony smirked. "Is that still a thing?"

"No, we can... touch all we want," Louise replied hastily, desperate for him to resume pleasuring her.

"Giving up so quickly, hm?" Tony asked with a mocking smile. He enjoyed pushing Louise's buttons but was smart enough to also give her just what she wanted. "You're really eager to be my slut, aren't you?" he said, circling her clitoris with the tip of his finger, but not pressing it the way she craved, the way she needed it.

"So what do you want me to do?" Tony asked, dragging his tongue slowly over her folds once again.

"Ooooooohhhh," Louise moaned, "I want you to make me cum. Please."

"Then answer me, I wanna hear you tell me how eager you are to be my neighbor slut," Tony replied, glancing up, "then I'll give you what you want."

"I'm ready. So fucking ready. Now please make me cum," Louise replied urgently. She couldn't take it anymore. "Ooohhhh!!"

Finally, his tongue sank into her once again, pushing her back against the bed as a new wave of pleasure rippled through her body. It was then Louise realized she had dropped the phone when she grabbed his head, so she quickly grabbed it, wanting her first orgasm of this whole escapade to be on display for John. It was still recording, most likely offering some audio theatre while she had thrown the phone aside.

But Louise couldn't focus on any of that as Tony was pumping her pussy with his tongue, sucking down on her clit expertly, eating her out with gusto, sloppily making her squirm and buckle. Louise rolled her eyes as she could barely control herself. The sounds alone were gnarly enough to disgrace her if anyone had overheard them. A young teenager treated this grown married woman's body as if he owned her. Loud slurps and laps filled the room along with her jagged moans and soft whimpers.

“Ohh fuckkkkk… ohh gawwwdddd… Tony, god, fuck, you are going to make me… oohhh fffuuuck!!” Louise moaned as Tony relentlessly tormented her pussy with his mouth. Her ass and hips twitched as she started to fall deeper into bliss and let it claim her fully.

Louise let out a silent scream as she pressed down into the mattress with her feet, stomping her hips up to meet Tony's mouth. In return, she felt his big hands cup her cheeks, holding her up like she was some bowl of wet sloppy soup he was devouring.

“Fuck… you're so… oh my goodness… ffffffff... Tony... oh my goooddd,” Louise moaned as her whole body convulsed and shook, finally at her peak.

Tony let her ride out her orgasm, taking his time to let her calm down, slowing down his assault on her pussy. He gave her several gentle licks until he was done, pulling himself up to give Louise a moment to recover from the intense climax.

“Wow,” Tony said.

Louise didn't reply. The shame of how good it felt welled within her, but also the desperation for more. She had felt so good. Wasn't it time to move on to something else?

“You are quite the sight,” Tony continued. “You look so fucking hot in those stockings though. Writhing like that, looking so delicate.”

"Thank you," Louise muttered, still trembling and shell-shocked at how hard Tony made her cum.

"Come on, I wanna see you bent over my desk in those things," Tony urged, dragging his palms across her stockings, making her lips curl into a tired, but flustered smile. "Let me see that sexy ass bent over."

"Yeah?" Louise said enthusiastically.

"Yeah, tell me you're going to bend over your sexy ass for me," Tony urged. While he wanted to break her down to his own personal slut, perhaps even beyond the month she had been playing, he always loved her confidence in herself. So he wanted to hear her tell him how sexy she felt, how eager she was to please him.

"I'm going to bend my sexy ass over for you, Tony," Louise said, feeling the same vibe. She wanted to be the confident wife, but also to see herself act way naughtier than she'd ever let herself be around her husband- Getting up on her wobbly feet, her legs still trembling after her orgasm, she pushed him with a finger back onto the mattress. "I'm gonna show my husband how sexy I look being bent over for you."

"Fuck," Tony grunted, surprised at how into it Louise had become.

Louise strode over to his small desk, and slowly, looking over her shoulder, she bent over the desk, sticking out her ass for him. She saw him staring, a dumb smile across his face, and she was pleased to see the tent in his pants. He clearly enjoyed what he saw. She knew she looked good, and she took pride in her body, but seeing the effect it had on Tony made her feel all the better.

"Spank that sexy ass for me," Tony grunted, zipping down his pants to relieve the tension in his groin.

"What?" Louise asked.

"You heard me. I wanna see you spank that hot ass of yours, then I want to see you grab a handful of those cheeks and spread them," Tony growled, squeezing his cock through his boxers. "I know how much of an MILF-slut you are. Let's prove it."

"Please, be nicer about this," Louise asked him, though his demanding nature also served its purpose, riling her up. She had gotten somehow used to saying yes to Tony's demands. Perhaps it was slowly over time, from being told what swimwear to use, to deny her husband sex for a week, or just small things where he had bossed her around.

"I think you want to show me how naughty you are. Show John who gets to experience the slutty side of Louise Banks," Tony said.

WACK. It had happened before she came to a conclusive decision. Her hand had risen up and slammed down against her own cheek. Not full force, but enough for her to jiggle. Enough for her to feel that first sting.

"Oww, damn that hurt," Louise complained, but as she looked back, she couldn't help but bite her lip a bit after a small giggle. But it did sting, so she tried to nurse her cheek a bit by rubbing gently up and down. This got a satisfied grunt from Tony, however.

"Yeah, that big juicy ass is just perfect. Grab a hold of that cheek, yeah, just like that," Tony said, complimenting Louise's actions of indeed getting a handful of her own ass cheek and shaking it. "Like showing off that ass for me?" Tony asked. "Ever spanked yourself like this for John?"

"No," Louise admitted, lifting her hand up and letting it crash down again. She hadn't been asked, but she wanted to try it out some more after the initial burn had subsided. The stinging sensation returned, but Louise found that she liked the pain that came with it.

"How about you give it a few more spanks and then spread those cheeks wide? You know I wanna see that ass and pussy of yours," Tony suggested, as he started to stroke his cock through his boxers.

Louise bent her head down toward the desk in an odd mix of arousal and shame. She had never been much of an exhibitionist in any sort of way, so willingly putting her private parts on display for Tony made her feel both naughty and dirty. Yet she loved the idea of putting herself out there like this. And if this was all for John, she'd have to put on a good show for him, right? He'd love it if she even said something like–

"You like my fit ass? My big boobs, and my married pussy?" Louise whispered into the desk, moving both her hands back across her lower back and down over her cheeks and gently spreading them for Tony.

"Tell your husband what you're here to do this fine Saturday," Tony said. "Let him know why you came over to visit me tonight."

"So... ugh," Louise said. She hadn't put it in words yet, not out loud, not even internally, and now Tony wanted her to say it. That she was coming here, not to tutor, and definitely not to 'teach', but to let herself get fucked. "I'm... here to... get fucked," she muttered, quietly.

"And who do you want to fuck you, my dirty whore? Your husband?"

"No... I want you, Tony," Louise whispered.

"What's that?" Tony asked.

"I want you," Louise said. "I want you to fuck me, Tony."

Tony chuckled satisfiedly behind her, no doubt relishing the embarrassment and desperation it caused Louise, yet she found that as mortifying as it was, she enjoyed it too. She was revealing something so personal, private, and taboo, for her husband's own personal fetishistic satisfaction. It may stroke Tony's ego, but it also fulfills John's cuckold kink. Louise closed her eyes and imagined her husband's reaction, which served to guide her hand up a third time, this time she relished the sting as well as wincing from the impact.

"Okay," Tony said, making Louise squirm slightly in anticipation for Tony to finally enter her. It had been quite a while since she had felt anyone inside her, and even longer since she felt Tony. She'd never forget how good he felt and was now almost desperate to feel it again. Not even having to touch herself, Louise could feel how wet she was for him. "Turn around, then I want you to crawl over to me."

"What's that?" Louise protested weakly into the desk. Still, she pushed her palms into the wooden surface to push her off. Why couldn’t he just rail her against the desk?

"I want you to crawl over to me, then worship my big cock," Tony ordered. "Do that and I'll fuck you."

Louise lowered herself, a pang of arousal rushing through her. Her legs felt weak, her chest and head hot. She glanced over her shoulder at Tony, sinking to her knees. It was like an out-of-body experience as Louise's hands dug into the carpet, moving first one knee, then the other, guiding her way with her hands. All the while, Louise looked right into the lens, knowing that when John saw this, he would look her directly in the eyes as she crawled over to the man who'd cuck him good and thoroughly within moments. The man who by the time John watched this tape would have had her done things even Louise herself would never have thought herself capable of doing.

She didn't like how it made her feel, crawling like this, feeling the material press into her hands and knees, but looking into the screen and being reminded this was for John, and knowing the reactions she would get, the approval she would earn from her loving husband, gave her all the incentive to keep going. She began to feel quite a rush at the image. She wasn't merely the woman crawling towards a cock, but her husband would see it, and the fact that she didn't look away from the camera at all made her feel some way. A kind of self-awareness that she found hot, a powerful and perverse sort of guilt.

Louise stopped between Tony's legs, holding his stare until he instructed her further. He said he wanted her to worship him, but she wasn't sure what that entailed. She sure as shit didn't want to blow him again, not after he came buckets of his nasty cum in her mouth last time at least. Nor did she want to blow him just because it was so degrading. Filthy. Last time he at least had showered, not that that was any excuse.

"Yeah, you want that big dick, don't you? You've been missing it, haven't you?" Tony grumbled from above, sitting slouched back against the wall behind the bed, with Louise resting on her knees between his legs.

"Let me guess, you're already imagining how good my thick cock would feel stretching your married little pussy. Isn't that right, Mrs. Banks?"

"Yeeeessss," Louise hissed, dropping her eyes to Tony's crotch again. He was already throbbing so powerfully, his pulsing vein traveling the entire shaft, standing proud and strong, begging for Louise to grab him by it, take his fat cock into her own hands and wrap her warm mouth around him.

The nasty thing about what Louise was doing, which was scintillating in its own way, was that she was so completely in control. She could choose to not relent to his wishes, to not subdue her mouth to another session of slimy torture from Tony's fat cock. She had already broken her promise to herself, she could easily never break it a second time. It wasn't like they lacked options where she didn't have to let him defile her mouth again.

"Tell John what you think about this," Tony said, moving the tip toward her so that it towered above her as she was so close. His other hand was still armed with her still-recording phone.

"You're so big, baby, I just hope I'm going to be okay," Louise purred, stroking Tony's ego. "John, Tony simply has the biggest cock I've ever seen. And felt."

She could almost hear her own husband gasp as his imagination started to kick in, no doubt eager to witness the inevitable. Tony then stood up and went over to his desk where he propped her phone up.

"Wait, that angle, he'll only see the back of my head in your lap," Louise asked, as Tony got back on the bed, now sitting on the edge of it.

"He'll see plenty," Tony grunted somewhat impatiently before pushing Louise's head down towards his lap, his thick cock throbbing at the sight of her pouting lips and fluttering eyelids.

And when his big blunt head collided with her lips, there were no second thoughts that she didn't want him in her mouth again, that she didn't want to risk him cumming in her mouth. Instead, her lips parted, accepting his veiny girth into her mouth as he applied gentle but determined pressure down on her head.

"Oh yeah, just like that," Tony groaned as Louise took as much as she was able. Which still wasn't much, as his cock was just too fat. It stretched her jaw out, and she felt his flesh bulge around her lips when she went down, but still, she was only able to get the head and a few inches.

Tony then relaxed his grip on her locks, and much to her surprise she found herself bobbing on his fat manhood without Tony guiding her.

"Fuck yeah, Louise," Tony grunted, seeing her eager lips press down on his shaft. Louise even felt herself shudder to hear her name. It almost made it all a bit too real hearing Tony say it. A reminder of who she was, and what she was doing.

Louise could already feel her lipstick stain his cock, no doubt marking him like it was some cheap-slut hooker fellating him, but no, it was the married teacher from across the street that filled and refilled her mouth with his cock. And soon his precum joined in the mix of their bodily fluids, pooling in her mouth all salty and warm. Thick and slimy. The taste wasn't as potent and vulgar as his sperm, but it was a stark appetizer of a taste she wasn't too eager to receive in her mouth.

"I'm so glad you haven't done this for John yet," Tony moaned. "Poor guy. Such good lips on his wife, but here she is sucking me off instead. Here she is, hungry for my big cock, when she should be working her husband over."

Louise grunted in protest of how he spoke of her husband but had her mouth too filled up to say a word. She was also quite focused on reading the signs of whether he'd cum again.

"Tell me how much you like sucking my cock," Tony said, pushing her off his cock, some small strings of saliva connecting them still.

As much as Louise didn't like sucking dick for all the aforementioned reasons, it still was a submissive act, an act she didn't think she'd ever do nor take any pleasure in. But seeing how well she did it, seeing how Tony squirmed and responded to her inexperienced mouth, she found it oddly exhilarating to… worship him this way, to use his term. To give pleasure, without it serving herself in any direct way, just the knowledge of doing a good job was rewarding.

"I love sucking your big fucking cock," Louise replied, before Tony pushed her mouth back onto his dick, forcing her to suck him once again, much to her annoyance. She half expected her efforts to be enough already, that they could move on, but alas it seemed like Tony wanted more.

But as he pushed her down on his cock, he again released his grip on her, letting her know what was expected of her now. Louise didn't like it, but she did it anyways, bobbing her head up and down his shaft, filling and emptying her mouth with his cock, taking him a bit further down every time she came down for him, feeling his cock press against the back of her throat and feeling herself gag each time. His veins and his thick shaft throbbed with each bob and Tony continuously moaned, lightly bucking his hips into her mouth.

"Oh fuck, you're a fucking natural. Those lips were fucking made to suck big dicks like mine," Tony said, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. "Come on, just a bit faster now. Oh fuck. Just a bit faster."

Louise obeyed and worked him over even faster. It was strange, she could almost feel herself get used to it, his cock starting to feel better and better, and the sounds he made, his reactions to her mouth on him, they did things to her.

"Don't stop, Louise," Tony said with urgency as his cock throbbed more than ever before. "Suck my cock, Louise. Faster."

Tony's cock was oozing precum by now, and each time his head pushed across her tongue, he coated her tastebuds with more salty slime. It mixed with her saliva and formed a kind of cocktail that made a mess of her chin, her lips, and Tony's entire cock. She wanted to warn him to pull out before he finished inside her mouth again, but he urged her on, making her work his cock faster and faster. She felt her face heat up as the realization of having to swallow yet another batch of cum was upon her. His nasty, sticky cum. Thick like cream, but so much more bitter and so chewy.

“Oh gah– oh shi–” Tony grunted, sounding like he was going to pass out as the sensitivity levels were in overdrive.

Tony's shaft expanded more now and with the release of one continuous throb, warm and salty sperm blasted against her mouth, filling her, and soiling her. She grimaced at the initial taste of Tony's seed but quickly swallowed to get the awful taste out of her mouth. It was enough though that several loads of the slimy batter slid across her tongue and she could taste the flavor. Warm and bitter. Ropey and sticky. Salty and creamy. Vulgar and potent.

"Don't stop, don't stop," Tony more or less pleaded, desperate to spill the rest of his release in Louise's married mouth.

Even if she hated the taste of his sperm, the idea of her subdued like this, the action alone of her pleasuring someone for their sole satisfaction, not hers, made her feel something she couldn't quite explain. She felt humiliated, but also so slutty. As if either of those feelings were positive.

"Fuck... I don't think I'll ever grow tired of that mouth. Might have to have you blow me even after that month is over," Tony said, wiping his brow as he slumped back against the wall.

"Well, that won't happen. And please, for the love of god, warn me when you're going to cum," Louise said. "It's filthy and disgusting. You haven't even showered."

"Good little sluts take loads wherever they get them," Tony chuckled, kicking his feet to get his pants off from his ankles.

Louise kinda expected their session to be over now that he had cum, even if she only got off once, so she started looking for her blouse and skirt.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Tony asked.

"I just thought that now that you've... cummed... I could go," Louise said.

"Oh no, that's not how this works, Mrs. Banks," Tony said with a laugh. "Maybe ol' Johnny doesn't have the stamina, but I fucking do. Don't you dare think that just because I came that I'm done with you."

"What do you mean?" Louise asked.

"Lay down on the bed and you'll find out soon enough," Tony growled. "Remember the camera is rolling."

"I know," Louise said.

Tony stood up for her to lie down, and as she did, he quickly enough rejoined her, settling between her thigh with his almost ready cock in hand. Louise smiled up at him, biting her lip as she waited with her stocking-clad legs tossed over his giant thighs. Tony wasn't rushing in at all, however. He stroked himself to hardness as his eyes surveyed Louise, drinking her in, savoring every delicious morsel of her perfect body.

"Enjoying the view, Tony?" Louise asked, wanting to offer some dirty talk for John when he would eventually see this. Besides, she knew, from the hungry look Tony gave her, that she was indeed quite a sight.

A blonde, blue-eyed, married woman on his bed, with her big breasts spilled out, legs draped across his own thighs, clad in dark thigh-high stockings. What was there not to like?

Without further ado, Tony leaned over Louise, supporting his weight on an outstretched arm at the side of Louise's head. With the other he aimed his cock down at her entrance and quickly felt how his swollen head parted her folds. With a small grunt from Tony, and a small wince from Louise, he pushed through the tight initial resistance and sank further into her wet hot pussy. Louise gripped his arms tight, fingernails pressing deep as she braced against him.

"Jesus fucking christ you're tight," Tony grunted, as he lowered himself onto his elbows, covering her in his big sweaty body, almost getting crushed under his weight.

He was already sliding the first parts of his cock in and out of her, trying to get deeper, but she was so tight. He had felt her snug folds before, and he knew he'd fit in her again. Her body was just designed to get filled by Tony's cock, no matter how big and girthy he was. But to fit into Louise Banks required patience and careful care. With slow precise strikes, Tony fucked this married teacher into oblivion.

“Your pussy is the best I ever fucked,” Tony grunted.

“Oh, thank you,” Louise replied quietly, the sensation of having the huge dick buried in her was intoxicating and overwhelming. Louise felt so full, and so stretched. She had to close her eyes as all the sensations became too much. She gripped his back hard each time he pushed in, her ankles clamped onto his thighs as her legs clamped shut, the sensations were intense, a bit too much in fact.

"Are you almost there? I can't..." she tried, gasping for air as it felt as if he were destroying her insides. How had she taken him several times before?

Tony then quickened his pace a tiny bit. It was then the awkward dull discomfort from being stretched suddenly washed away in a surge of warm pleasant pressure, rippling through her.

"Oooh f-f-fuc-" Louise tried, the shock of her pleasure was sudden and swift.

"You're pussy feels fucking heavenly," Tony whispered into her ears. "You like that big cock in your pussy? Like cheating on John with me?"

"No, I'm not cheating!" Louise wailed. Her hands, clutching for dear life onto Tony, gripped him hard.

"I think you like cheating on John. I think you like my big fat cock stretching out your little pussy instead of John's. Am I right?" Tony taunted.

"N-no! I... oh fuck," Louise gasped. The sensation of his cock moving in her was getting more intense now that he had established a good, steady rhythm. She quickly reminded herself that John would see this later. So she decided to engage with the next taunt.

"Tell me how much you love cheating on your husband with me," Tony urged.

"I love it," Louise muttered, relenting as she knew John would hear the vile words.

"What's that? Can't hear you?"

"I love cheating on John with you! I love your big fucking cock!" Louise cried out.

"That's a good slut," Tony growled, and he began to pump himself even faster.

Louise was quickly approaching the edge of bliss. Her mouth hung open, and her eyes fluttered as she approached her orgasm. Tony's cock seemed to have grown larger still, stretching her pussy out to the max as he plowed her hard and fast. She could hear the sound of their sex, his balls slapping against her ass, the slick wet sounds as he pushed in and out of her, his fat dick spreading her folds. It was so filthy, so dirty, so wrong.

"Ohhh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she groaned, the intensity was building up inside her. She was getting close, and the pleasure was beginning to override her mind. She could no longer feel ashamed of what she was doing. She could no longer think about the consequences of her actions. All that mattered was that her pussy was getting fucked by a giant fat cock. It was filling her and giving her such unbridled ecstasy.

"Mmm, yeah," she cooed softly in his ear.

Louise shuddered under his massive weight. The bed springs squeaked with each forceful thrust and he never missed the right spot with that wonderful cock of his, his shaft spreading her apart repeatedly as if arranging her guts to permanently accomodate for it. She soon started meeting his thrusts, bucking her hips up to meet him as he entered her, her own little thrusts combining with his longer, harder ones, filling her completely with each meeting.

Her mouth hung open in a silent scream as she came, her whole body tensing up underneath him, squeezing him from inside. His thick cock forced her folds wide open and she let out a loud groan as her juices soaked the sheets below. It felt like she had been struck by lightning and it pulsated from within her core throughout her body, making her convulse and writhe under his weight.

"Come on, Louise, say my name. Tell John who's making you cum so good," Tony demanded, pushing harder as if trying to carve himself inside of her.

"You're m-making me cum, T-Tony. Oh gosh, yes," she stammered, gasping and shuddering in aftershock.

"Again!" he said, tilting his head up and closing his eyes, though never stopping pistoning his cock into her.

"You, Tony! Oh! Tony, ugh! T-T-T-T-T-onooOHHhh," Louise shrieked as her cervix became the focal point of each pounding he delivered to her, forcing more sweet orgasms upon her as if she were some sort of orgasmic punching bag. And it wasn't just the endless orgasms, there was so much pleasure throughout his pounding, it was a constant pressure inside her.

"Goddamn Louise," he mumbled. "If I hadn't already bricked in your mouth, you'd have me cum already."

"Aahhhaahhh," Louise shrieked, having lost the ability to form words at this point.

Fortunately, Tony slowed down just enough for her to catch her breath and as she did, Louise now remembered the phone recording the scene before her. Capturing her cumming like never before from Tony fucking her. The taunts, her blowing him. It was so wild.

"Better than with John?" Tony muttered, still slowly sawing his cock between her wet folds.

"Fuck yeah," Louise said, internally winking at the camera.

Tony smiled triumphantly above her. He reached one hand between their bodies to grope her breast while he licked and sucked on the other nipple. As he did, his cock slid out of her, as the angle got too awkward. This made Louise feel an odd empty feeling, as if something inside her was missing. She knew well enough that no amount of John's or any guy's cock could replace Tony's, the simple way it seemed to expand her vagina and turn her insides into mush.

"My husband never gives it to me like you do," Louise moaned, knowing it would both stroke Tony's ego and turn John on to hear her praise him so. She squirmed and shifted slightly beneath him, trying to recapture that incredible feeling he had just brought out in her.

"Put it back in, Tony," Louise said, glancing over toward him and fluttering her eyelids.

"Eager are we?" Tony said, leaning up. "I want you to turn around. I wanna breathe down your neck while I destroy that married pussy of yours," he said.

Louise looked up at him with a raised eyebrow as his cock rested against her outer folds.

"Move over, come on now, onto your front," Tony said, tapping her on the thigh with his cock.

Louise groaned as she turned, still her body weak from the back-to-back orgasms, and lay down prone.

"Like this?" Louise asked seductively, resting her head on her arms.

"Oh yeah. Just raise your hips a bit so I can get in," Tony groaned, jerking his cock at the magnificent sight of the sexy teacher on his bed.

When Louise presented him with her round and plump ass and dripping pussy, Tony mounted her from behind and drove his cock back into her without ceremony. Once more he felt her silken wet tunnel grip him as it molded itself around his cock and engulfed him once again. And as she began to gasp again, and push back on him to help accommodate that girth, his palms grasped the meaty flesh of her butt cheeks.

"I'm going to destroy this pussy," Tony grunted, gliding slowly back and forth.

"Yeah? Get going then," Louise encouraged.

And soon, once again his hips were grinding against her soft cheeks, skin slapping as he shoved her forward with each inward thrust. Again the sensations hit Louise, and her head swam with her need. Tony's hands mashed against the globes of her ass as his rhythm increased, until soon he was drilling her in earnest.

"Aaaah... y-yeessss," she cried into the pillow. "So, s-s-soo... G-O-O-D!"

"John can't fuck you like I do, can he?" Tony grunted.

"No," Louise confirmed. "N-Not even close!"

Tony spanked her hard enough to make Louise let out a startled yelp as her pussy squeezed his dick hard. She could feel another powerful orgasm build up, his cock once more dragging her closer and closer to yet another peak. Tony just knew how to treat her pussy just the way it needed. His hips smacked against her ass noisily, sending ripples up her body, and as their skin smacked together, she groaned each time his cock struck home.

"How does it compare to that husband of yours, you cheating whore?" Tony grunted, reaching down with a hand over her neck as he pushed harder and deeper into this once-modest wife.

"Ung," Louise uttered in reply.

Tony slapped her ass again, harder this time, making her wince, but she loved it.

"Say it," he insisted.

"You're so big, ugh, and so good," Louise grunted.

"You love this cock, don't you?"

"Yes! I love it! UGH! Give me more! Please, please, Tony! HURT ME!" she suddenly squealed, needing to feel all the hard fucking he could possibly give.

"Don't worry, I know how to treat this pussy right," Tony grunted.

Tony sat up and gripped her cheeks, pistoning hard and fast into her, so that sweat formed in giant drops on his head and his big gut. In turn, Louise arched her back as her pussy became a moist and slippery vise on Tony's manhood as she clamped down on him again.

"That's right, cum on that big cock, Louise," Tony said confidently, feeling his own release approaching.

"Keep going, I want to cum with you," Louise replied, keeping her voice steady, even if the orgasm almost pained her.

"Oh Louise," Tony groaned. "OH FUCK!"

"SHIT!" Louise grunted as the sensations started to overwhelm her, his cock reaching parts inside her no one had touched. She wasn't able to speak or do anything, not even moan, as all her senses were overwhelmed. Her pussy clamped down on Tony's cock hard, only released by another set of throbs, which signaled he was almost done for, too.

"Oh... Oh... I'm gonna cum again... I can't help it..." Louise moaned, still pushing her hips up against him, desperate to feel him deeper.

With each of Tony's frantic thrusts, she rose to new heights as her pussy, burning with need, begged for yet another climax.

"Inside! Fill me with your fucking load!" she demanded.

She gasped and opened her eyes as the first wad splashed into her. She gasped and the second impact on her inner wall made her head snap back. Her eyelids fluttered at the third and her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt him spank her and the fourth, the fifth rope of his vile seed defiled her married womb. With every burst, his cock flexed against her tight channel and she felt it twitch, hearing him grunt so satisfied from what her body had done for him.

The room started spinning, the light flickered, and the only sounds that broke the silence were her own raspy breathing. His orgasm seemed to be neverending, filling her and painting her insides white. They lay exhausted with Tony still inside her, both waiting for his pulsating dick to stop oozing. It had already felt warm before, but now the sensation was very noticeable with how his cock filled her up entirely and made her insides feel hot, slick, and slimy. Tony finally withdrew from her.

Tony finally relaxed back and left her to lay and bask in her debased post-orgasmic state, with her big naked tits heaving as she rolled onto her back, and soon exhaustion took hold of her and she was soon soundly asleep.

Tony rolled out of bed to stop the recording and then took a moment to admire the sleeping beauty. To think this married was his personal slut for a month. He couldn't quite fathom how this worked for John's benefit, but he was more than happy to join in on the fun when she came to him on a silver platter. This was almost like a dream come true, and his mind wandered thinking of the possibilities the rest of this week held.

By the end of this next week, Mrs. Banks would beg and plead to suck and fuck. Tony relished in the thought of making this married teacher submit to him, even after the month was up.

*

Waking up the next day, it took Louise a few moments to realize the severity of her fateful decisions last night. Guilt and second thoughts filled her as her actions since Friday came crashing down on her. From letting him film the event to the taboo pleasures they'd partaken in, it was the type of adulterous actions and erotic experiences she thought herself far removed from. What shocked her the most was that she did those things of her own volition. And how much she enjoyed having sex with Tony. Yeah, she did all of it for John, but it couldn't be denied how much Louise had enjoyed it and how Tony made her feel.

But why would she want that? What was it about Tony that made her go to him willingly and be willing to get fucked like that? Why did she degrade herself by taking his cock in her mouth, and even tasting his sperm? She hated the taste, but why didn't she object? Why didn't she try and stop him when she tasted the nasty first squirts from him? Did her body lust for the feeling of being degraded, of giving herself to this man? And just how was all this supposed to help John?

While she knew it would drive John mad with jealousy, she also knew deep down this was what he wanted, to watch her be fucked and abused. To see his wife pleasured beyond his own capabilities. Louise knew she was doing this for John, that he'd hurt and throb at the same time when he saw this. They'd never be here if John hadn't pushed his kink, and Louise obliged to satisfy her husband's weird kinks. Also, she knew there was no going back now. Now, she had to see it through.

She felt some movement beside her. In her fleeting thoughts, Louise had completely forgotten where she was. Did she even go home last night? God, to think she passed out in some kid's bed, a student no less, like some high school slut. It was so wrong and so naughty, but that was what had happened.

How many times did she even cum last night? She lost count, as one wave led directly into the next one, and every thrusting moment in between was just as magnificent. She gingerly ran her hand along her sore, overfucked pussy, moaning quietly and gently squeezing her breasts. She was a bit sensitive down there, it was like Tony's fat cock had ruined her pussy forever. He permanently stretched her to accommodate himself. At least that’s what it felt like.

Looking over at her side, she saw Tony sleeping. It was weird to wake up in another man's bed, especially some students. While he had a large bed, it was a bit cramped, making the awkward situation even more imminent.

She shrugged it off, in desperate need of a shower. She figured she'd have to wear her clothes from last night. Luckily, they hadn't dirtied those up any, and she lived just across the street anyway. She just hoped none of the neighbors would grow suspicious of her appearing outside his house suddenly, after having gone over the previous night.

Getting out of bed, she found her skirt and blouse easily enough, being discarded in a heap in the living room. The windows were more or less covered, as it would be no doubt quite a sight to see a disheveled, big-breasted blonde in her late 20s, wearing nothing but thigh-high stockings. Armed with her clothes, she hurried to where she knew the downstairs bathroom was, where she'd have no trouble starting up Tony's shower and cleaning off all his filth from her. Yuck. It was still so sticky, glued to her body like dried-up honey. She had to put the showerhead directly to her pussy to get the deepest parts clean, more or less full force, switching to mist mode.

The pressure from the water directly to her pussy actually wasn't the worst sensation though. Louise even caught a small moan escape her, but was clear-headed enough to move the showerhead away. She was probably clean enough. After rinsing off the rest of the soap, she found a towel, hoping it would be okay to borrow one. Of course, it was, but Louise didn't want to draw any suspicion from Tony's parents.

Still, with the strong taste of Tony's sperm still lingering in her mouth, Louise was eager to borrow a toothbrush or even some Listerine. Thankfully, she got lucky, finding some mouthwash at least. It wouldn't get her mouth and teeth all the way clean, but at least she would get some of that stringy taste out of her mouth.

Before leaving, like some slut after a one-night stand, Louise went to see if Tony had woken up. He hadn't. Instead, she found him lying sprawled on his back, completely naked. Not even the duvet covered him, his fat hog lying across his thigh. God, to think she had taken that big thing in her pussy and in her mouth. Though, for the latter, she had barely taken a few inches.

Louise went over to throw some covers over him but found her eyes locked onto the magnificent tool. It had given her so much pleasure just night. While didn't like the sneaking around, she couldn't deny the things that fat cock did for her. Louise certainly had a newfound appreciation for Tony's big fat cock, and knew for a fact she would enjoy anything that Tony had offered. It had felt so incredible, just to have a man with such a powerful tool spread her legs and take control, make her cum, just so he could finish. Just like how John wanted.

Yet, while John was in every way physically superior compared to Tony, his fat dick aside, Louise's connection to John ran far deeper. There was something primal about the way Tony took her and the way she desired him. Desire. Not a word she'd ever think she'd use to describe her emotions towards Tony. She pushed it away.

But her fascination with his cock was undeniable. She plumped down on the bed, looking at it. It was probably crusty with their dried-up juices. Unless he showered.

She leaned in a bit and caught a whiff. Nope. Tony had not showered. His cock had a strong smell to it, even if there was a foot between her nose and that big meat. To her shame, she didn't hate the stench at all, in fact, it stirred an emotion in her. A soft pulse beat through her body and made her crave a certain carnal need to please this cock, to treat it with the pleasure it deserved after what it had done to her last night.

Her eyes flashed up at his sleeping form, before looking down at his cock again. Slowly, Louise reached a hand forward, hesitating, before lightly brushing across his swollen head. He groaned a little. As her index finger continued over, Louise took an additional two fingers on her other hand to explore his mighty girth. The dick swelled a little under her touch, which was quite fascinating for her. With one hand holding the shaft straight, she dragged her other hand from his base up to his head and watched it grow more. She briefly wondered how the fuck that big cock fit in her pussy. It was at least double the length and girth of John.

Slowly, Louise bent down and inhaled deeply to enjoy the masculine odor once more. With the first drop of precum starting to ooze out from the tip, the temptation for her to have a taste was greater than ever.

"Tony," she whispered, hoping he'd wake up so he could know how she could make his cock feel so good.

But Tony wasn't responding, so Louise had to figure it out herself. She had an idea of one thing she could do, but the previous two times she had done it had been so nasty. Not so long ago, she had hated it and despised her husband for wanting her to do it. Now, she leaned over Tony's cock and slowly approached his tip with her lips. Her tongue shot out, and quickly danced around his tip, licking up the fresh glob of sticky precum. Once again, he tasted salty and bitter, and the texture was so uncomfortable. But despite its taste, she immediately dove down and captured the tip of his dick between her lips.

Tony still did not wake up, so Louise kept sucking as much as she was, even engaging her tongue, something she hadn't done yet quite as intentionally as now. While Tony slept, Louise found a steady rhythm, her head bobbing up and down on the hardening cock, quickly being accompanied by her free hand fondling his heavy plums. As Louise continued her ministrations, she looked up at Tony, who remained asleep. Eager to please him, the married blonde teacher continued, sucking, slurping, and stroking him. Treating his cock with all the worship it deserved.

Louise felt Tony's cock swell in her mouth. She knew he was close, and the only thought in her mind was to taste it again. To feel it erupt in her mouth and fill it with his creamy spunk.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her head, and her eyes quickly darted up to see Tony had woken up, and was smiling triumphantly down at her.

"There's a good girl," Tony said. "Don't stop."

With Tony now awake and enjoying her treatment, Louise was even more eager to please. Her lips tightened around the shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, her hands working his balls as if they were precious gems. All the while, she stared up into his eyes, giving him the best view of her face while she blew him.

He then reached over to the nightstand and found her phone. It was just then she was reminded of her own promise to herself. Louise had completely forgotten to film any of this. Tony's cock had such a way to make her forget about the rest of the world.

"Guess what I woke up to, John," Tony grunted as he started to record Louise's worship. "I guess Louise has found her favorite hobby."

Louise felt her cheeks grow red with embarrassment. Both from having forgotten to record and for it to be Tony who'd remember.

"Look at her getting all flustered," Tony grunted, reading her colored cheeks as her getting turned on. "Keep going, slut, just like that. God, yes."

Feeling her throat protesting, and not feeling confident about deep-throating him, Louise took his cock out of her mouth and then began to swirl her tongue around his fat mushroom head instead. Tony grunted with satisfaction from having his head licked, but he wasn't ready to let Louise be the one in control just yet. As her head moved up, his hand went to the back of her head and forced it back down.

“From hating sucking dick to loving it, am I right?” Tony grunted as he felt his head bump up in the roof of her mouth and slide further.

She gagged, as the bulbous, spongy tip forced her esophagus wider than it's ever been used before. Eyes bulging from the sensation of her air passage suddenly getting stuffed, her mouth filled to the brim as his giant mushroom pushed its way downwards. But only so far. It was simply impossible to take him down all the way, and Tony seemed to realize as much. He plopped the phone back on the nightstand.

"Come up here," he said, taking her hands, and guiding her on top of himself. "Put it in," he ordered her.

Following the command, Louise lifted her hips up to find his massive throbbing rod. And as she lowered down, his swollen cock slid inside her with such ease. Inch-by-inch disappeared inside her, and soon she was all the way at his hilt, sitting proudly astride him and filled like never before. She grabbed his hands in turn and guided them up to her big tits as she rocked slowly back and forth at first. Soon, however, she found a quicker pace and furiously started riding him.

"UGH, shit, your pussy is fucking magic," Tony groaned. "That's the life right there," he added, staring intently up at his teacher riding his cock of her own accord.

He pulled her upper body towards his head, cupping the sides of her huge jugs and kissing them hungrily before his mouth sought out one nipple or another. He lavished each tit with plenty of tongue before drawing a pink areola deep into his mouth and sucking on it hard.

As he did so, Tony slid his hands down from her tits and found her sex ass cheeks, filling each of his hands with soft, squeezable meat.

Louise meanwhile just focused on making both him and her climax. She could do so with practiced ease. He hit a new angle, with her elevated like this, and she was near-shrieking when his swollen helmet scraped along the front walls, gliding across her g-spot.

"F-Fuck, yes," she gasped. "Give me m-m-more, Tony."

He merely groaned as a reply, before continuing to alternate suckling and lapping his tongue on both her tits at random. Tony seemed insatiable, his hunger for her huge boobs never-ending. The pleasure, too, was unending, and the two built a beautiful rhythm together as they pounded against each other, one penetrating, and the other being penetrated.

Then, in a sudden, brutal surge Tony planted his heels and thrust up hard. Louise fell forward, but just barely kept her balance with her hands against his shoulders. As she struggled, his own hands gripped hard on her ass, as his hips rocked into her, again, again, and then...

She felt Tony stiffen and grunt.

"D-Damn, Louise!"

Another gush of wetness bathed her vagina, as hot cum streamed deep, a welcome feeling of warmth spreading deep inside her.

"Ahaa... that feels..." Louise groaned in shock, never before experiencing such an intense orgasm.

Louise fell forward, letting Tony thrust to complete completion, holding on for dear life, squeezing his cock for more of his precious seed. And he gave it to her. It flooded her depths, and her orgasm continued, milking out another squirt into her. He eventually ceased, with a quiet 'oof' followed by an audible wet smack as his cock squirmed out of her stretched pussy.

She could feel it, that stickiness sliding out and rolling down her inner thighs while Tony mauled her cheeks with his huge hands. Louise was feeling boneless, lying flat on top of Tony as he played with her butt.

She didn't know if she could get off Tony just yet. After feeling his full, fat cock inside her and the intense orgasms that followed her whole body had gotten weak, and she just couldn't stand yet. His dick lay comfortably on her butt cheeks, and though it wasn't as stiff, it remained long enough that his swollen tip was still nestled between her firm globes.

"That was intense," Louise muttered.

"Not every day you wake up like that, huh?" Tony said, looking up at her with a satiated look.

"No, definitely not," she chuckled nervously. "I better head home now. Before someone starts suspecting something is up."

"Sure thing. Don't wanna spoil the surprise," Tony said, lifting her out of his lap.

"Mind if I borrow the shower again? You sorta made a mess out of me. And you might wanna clean up the towel I used so your mom doesn't catch any suspicion," Louise said.

"No problemo, Louise," Tony said, giving her the two-finger salute as she escaped his bedroom. The smell of sex was so strong by now, that it was like walking onto another planet when she went out into the hallway.

She stepped into the shower again, and started the water, letting it wash over her.

There was a certain level of venom to the fact that John was such a loving, kind-minded guy, fairly successful. And so was Louise. Still, even Louise caved to the bigger dick. It made her feel shallow, but also the perverse novelty of something like this taking place didn’t fail to drive guilty horniness into her.

Now that it was game on, she couldn't deny the fact how much she loved the physical pleasures Tony gave her. The perversity of cheating on her husband drove her crazy, and it made her body crave more. Knowing it would eventually end up in John's hands gave her just enough reason to jump head-first into this... affair.

Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all. Maybe she could do this without hurting her marriage.

Suddenly she felt hands roam her hips and stomach. She jumped but then relaxed when she recognized Tony's touch. He had joined her in the shower, and his hands were moving up to her tits, cupping and massaging them, standing behind her. She arched her back, pushing her ass out, pressing it against his hard cock. She felt it twitch against her ass and she moaned.

"You're so fucking hot," Tony murmured as he kissed her neck. His hands were still massaging her tits, squeezing and teasing her nipples.

"I know," Louise breathed as she pushed back against him. "But the camera..."

"Propped up on the sink. Don't worry," Tony muttered.

Louise moaned again as his fingers continued to play with her nipples. They were so hard and sensitive, and it felt so good to have someone else touching them. Tony's cock was pressing against her ass, and she could feel the heat from it.

"Fuck me, Tony," Louise said breathily.

"I thought you'd never ask," Tony said, as he moved his hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit.

Tony moved a hand down between them, but instead of guiding his throbbing monster inside of her, he started groping her ass.

"You have such a great ass, Louise," Tony said, as he squeezed and massaged her soft cheeks. "I just want to eat it out."

"That's disgusting," Louise protested.

"Oh come on. You know you want it," Tony said, as he pushed his cock against her ass.

"It's not something I've thought of," Louise said.

"Ever stuck anything up there?" Tony asked, letting a finger tease the cleft of her nether globes. Louise swatted his hand away.

"No. Never," Louise said.

"Why not?" Tony asked, starting to knead her ass. Louise moaned from getting groped so nastily.

"He never asked," Louise said, feeling his other hand really start to work on her groin.

"Who? John?"

"Of course."

"So would you? Ever try anything in this hot fucking ass? It's made for it, made for big cocks to fuck the shit out of it," Tony said, as he pressed his finger against her hole. Louise gasped slightly, grabbing his wrist to pry it away.

"I don't know," Louise said, pushing back against him. She was getting desperate for some attention. "It's nasty and disgusting."

"That's not a no, then," Tony groaned.

"Just shut up and fuck me," Louise demanded, grinding her ass against his dick.

"Oh, I'll fuck you, alright," Tony said, as he slid his cock between her ass cheeks. For a moment she was worried he'd slide it into her butt regardless, but fortunately for her, he didn't. His hard member glided along her pussy, and she could feel how wet she was.

"Fuck me," she moaned again, as he teased her pussy with his cock. "Please, just fuck me!"

"What a begging slut," Tony teased in her ear, finally slipping the head of his cock through her entrance. “Are you my little slut?”

"I'm your little slut," Louise said, knowing the camera would capture it, pushing back against him, wanting to feel his cock all the way inside her.

Tony grabbed her hips tightly, pulling back until only his tip was inside, then drove the entire length inside of her. She let out a long moan as she felt the intense pleasure of him completely filling her. His thick cock stretched and rubbed her inner walls perfectly, hitting her sweet spot just the right way. She found that she enjoyed getting railed from behind to be one of her favorite positions.

"Fuck, you're so big," she moaned, as he began pounding her.

She could feel her orgasm approaching, and she reached a hand down to rub her clit, wanting to make this last longer.

"You know what you should do?" Tony groaned. Louise wasn't really paying attention, more focusing on the hammering cock slamming repeatedly inside of her. "Like with blowjobs, you should tease Johnny about anal, but never give it to him. It will drive him wild, I just know it."

"That is fucked up," Louise moaned. "Just concentrate on... Fucking me harder, Tony…"

"Answer me," Tony grunted, stopping for a moment.

"What, you want me to promise you my anal virginity like with sucking dick? It's never going to happen, so what's the point?" Louise said, annoyedly looking over her shoulder at the big brute.

"Something like that," Tony said.

"It's never going to happen, but sure. Yes, you can have exclusive rights or whatever. Now please, fuck me harder!" Louise moaned, pushing back against him. If anything, it would be on camera so that John could hear it. It served as decent dirty talk.

Tony chuckled and resumed pounding her, this time harder and faster. Louise yelped out at the sudden change of pace, her hand working her clit furiously. Her orgasm was so close, she could almost taste it. She reached the precipice.

And then came her cell phone ringing.

She had her phone set to ring only when calls from specific contacts came through, in this case, it was just John. Which of course meant that her husband was calling at the worst possible time.

Louise could do nothing but stop and look at her ringing cell as she remained bent over, full of Tony's cock, just frozen there.

"Fuuuuck," Louise moaned, before taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down. The call interrupted the recording, so they had to stop.

Tony seemed to realize the same, since he stopped thrusting, but still with his cock firmly inserted.

"Erh. Could you hand me the phone, please?" Louise said. Tony obliged. "Keep quiet, okay?" Tony nodded.

She cleared her throat and swiped to answer. Louise then quickly put it on speaker, started the recording again, and propped it back on the counter, hoping John would later see that he was talking to her while she stood naked with Tony inside of her. She felt so wicked due to her naughty idea, but she hoped it would drive John wild when he saw it, realizing what was actually taking place.

"Hello? Hiii! Sorry, I'm just in the shower," Louise tried, forcing herself not to stammer and struggle as Tony slowly started thrusting back in, much gentler than before.

"Hey, baby! Right, didn't mean to bother you," John said.

"How's your trip?" Louise asked as she leaned forward to rest on the shower wall, allowing Tony more leverage as he fucked her with a little less discretion, more gently sliding in and out rather than pounding her.

"Oh, I'm at the airport in Indianapolis now. Didn't I send you a text? Maybe you overslept. I don't know, but I should be home in about an hour, maybe less," John told her. Almost an hour? She should've thought to hurry up, but instead, her mind told her that there was plenty of time.

"Is that so? Well then, I can't wait to have you back home!" Louise admitted, her voice quivering slightly as Tony gently and quietly plowed her.

"Same for me, darling. It has really sucked. I can't wait until... y'know, maybe we can make up for lost time?"

"That, ugh, sounds wonderful. But you shouldn't rile me up when you're still so far away. Tell me how the work-uh, the work conference was," Louise said, desperate for her husband to talk for a bit. Louise was trying to pant quietly as Tony's dick was sliding into her, easier and smoother now. He reached over and slapped her ass lightly. She threw him a scolding glance and mouthed

"No" to him.

"Yeah. Remember that little client I was telling you about?" John asked, not catching her hitching breaths and other tells. Louise put on a straight face, trying to concentrate on him rather than Tony behind her.

"S-s-sure. The one you're expecting m-more business with," Louise said, keeping her eyes on the shower floor and silently hoping John wasn't about to tell her some long tale.

"The one and the same. You've probably been hearing rumors about some new deal with a merger, that's true. Not just a rumor," John said.

"Ah!" Louise barely stifled a yelp as Tony increased the pace a little, making her fingers curl on the slippery surface.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, sure," she said, shooting another scowl at Tony, and moving one finger to her lips to tell him to shut up. "Just had a leg cramp. Yeah, sure, a merger. Sorry, not a rumor."

"Be careful, babe. But yeah, I can tell you about that when I get home," John said.

"Keep talking," Tony grunted.

"What was that?" John asked.

"The TV in the bedroom, probably," she blurted. Tony pumped a few times more then halted.

"Aah! Come on...!" Louise grumbled, earning another slap on her ass.

"Why, what's up?" John asked.

"The channel wasn't right. Just tell me about how the trip itself was. Did they, ugh, drive you hard up there?" Louise said, earning a chuckle from Tony.

As John talked, Tony took the hint and started fucking her properly again, instead of just slapping her and giving her a whole bunch of slow teasing thrusts. Louise tried keeping her grunts and moans to the minimum, which got more and more difficult as she got closer, just listening and saying uh-hu from time to time. Her pussy squeezed, hugging the massive cock she had taken inside, and her eyes opened wide.

"Oooh fuuuck! Ugh! I mean... fuck yeah," she groaned, forgetting herself for a moment as she was pushed over the edge, cumming hard.

"Are you all right?" John asked, sounding concerned. "You sound like you're in pain..."

"Oh God, yes!" Louise said, her legs trembling as she came. She felt Tony's cock twitch inside her and knew he was about to cum too. "I'm just, ah... I'm just gonna... Aaaah! Gonna finish in the shower, baby. S-stubbed my toe on the, ugh, the edge of the shower, ah."

"Ouch. Right, I'll leave you to it. I love you, babe," John said. Louise hoped to god he didn’t realize Tony was in the process of dumping a big sticky load inside of his wife, even though it was just up her naughty husband’s depraved alley.

"Love you too, John. See you soon," Louise moaned, feeling Tony's seed start to trickle down her leg after pulling out. "Goodbye."

"Bye!"

She ended the call and sighed. That had been too close for comfort. She turned around and glared at Tony.

"What?" he said.

"I told you to keep quiet," Louise scolded.

"Hey, at least we got some nice footage!" Tony cheered. He reached over and picked up her phone from the side of the shower.

He held it out and restarted recording Louise, who was standing naked in front of him. Her tits glistened with water and sweat, her hair a tousled mess, and her cheeks flushed red.

"Did you enjoy getting fucked while talking to your husband? Knowing he has no idea you're cheating on him?" Tony smirked and focused the camera on her.

Louise blushed. She had to admit that it had been hot. She also felt ashamed and embarrassed by how close they had come to getting caught, and angry that Tony was being so brash. But mostly she was filled with arousal at what they had done. Knowing how naughty it was made it that much hotter.

"Y-yes," she stammered, unable to meet Tony's eye. She was horny again, her pussy aching to be filled, and her tits were swollen with lust.

Tony brought the camera down, focusing on her dripping pussy and ass, both slick with their cum.

"Tell me you like cheating on your husband," he instructed, continuing to record her. "Tell me you like cucking your own husband."

"I-I... I like cucking my husband," Louise muttered, feeling heat fill both her cheeks and her groin. “I'm such a naughty girl, cheating on him behind his back… It’s so crazy… so wrong.”

She would normally never say such things, as they were utterly wild and vile, but knowing her husband would see this, knowing how much he enjoyed it made it hotter.

"Do you like knowing that your own husband is gonna watch his wife get fucked?" Tony asked, moving the camera up to her face again.

"God, yes," she moaned, knowing it was just dirty talk to rile up her husband. But that just made it worse. "He's gonna see his wife getting nailed by her student. My husband's gonna watch his slut-wife get fucked like the cheating slut she is."

"Tell him your pussy belongs to me now," Tony commanded, placing the camera back on the sink before grabbing her hips, ready to slam in once she gave him what he wanted.

"John, I might let you hit from time to time but until your birthday this pussy belongs to Tony and his big cock!" Louise moaned.

Silently Tony thought how delicious it would be if he could make Louise deny her husband completely, and even make her fuck him beyond the month they had. Both due to how evil that would be, but also because he didn't want to let up on this pristine woman to be his slut. Her being married, claimed by another man, just made her even more hot. It was forbidden.

"Good girl. I'll give you what you want," Tony promised, starting to slowly saw his fat cock in and out of Louise. "Your cuckold husband is going to have to watch while you're getting filled."

"God, yes, Tony. Yes," Louise cried, moaning each time his fat dick pressed through her inner muscles.

They picked up where they had left off, slamming together to get them both off in this steamy shower. It felt like they were going for an eternity before Tony pumped away, chasing his own release with reckless abandon. Fucking hard, thrusting fast, the whole bathroom filled with their heavy breathing and slapping skin. His hips drove his thick cock through her tight pussy. The sounds alone were enough to make her clench him in ecstasy.

Then she cried out, and her knees weakened beneath her. He rammed into her, impaled her, and then it was as if an explosion had gone off inside of her, stars exploded across her eyes. Her inner muscles contracted in spasm as if she was in the grip of a powerful storm, and yet the most pleasurable sensation, the release from which she couldn't bear it and had to simply absorb it, take it, and relish it.

Louise could even hear the ejaculate leak down onto the tiled floor of the shower as it spilled from around Tony's girth.

With a final push, Tony delivered one last slam as the jets of his climax emptied into her and fell down the shower drain, both his and her liquids mixing. Tony slid out of her and Louse slid to the floor, weakly clutching the wall for support while Tony grunted like a heaving pig.

"Cl-clean me off," Tony stammered, aiming his cock towards her.

"B-but it's f-filthy," Louise mumbled, looking at the giant shiny head pointing at her, coated with both of their fluids.

"Now," Tony demanded.

Louise sighed before slowly putting his fat cock head inside her mouth, sucking off the sticky filth as he had made her do, so often, already. She even licked along the shaft, and rolled back the foreskin to lap under the crown.

"And my balls," Tony urged. Louise looked at him with disdain, before glancing at his giant plums. They were equally dirtied by his and her lovemaking, the entire package covered in their secretions.

Louise shuddered at having to lap up something so filthy. Nonetheless, she gave Tony a sultry, open-mouthed stare, flicking out her tongue, slowly engaging with his fat balls. They were massive and salty and sweaty. The only consolation was that she at least didn't have to suck his cock anymore, even if it rested across her left cheek when she nestled into his sack.

After coating them both with his tongue, she hesitantly opened her mouth, enveloping and swallowing his balls and sucking on them, moaning from his scent, the naughty acts, her perverted sexual appetite. Then, licking her way up to the root of the shaft and down, finally cleaning up any and all semen from his engorged cock, savoring it, making a show for the camera.

"Happy?" Louise asked.

"Very," Tony grunted.

"Your cock seems to just keep growing hard," Louise mused, looking at it hovered in front of her. It was still semi-hard, but even so it was very impressive.

"I'd never have that problem with you," Tony said, and a flex shot through his shaft. "I'd fuck you again, but my thighs are fucking toast, and I don’t know how much more I got left in me."

"You really are a pig," Louise muttered.

"And you really are a slut," Tony retorted.

He pulled his dick away from her face and turned off the camera before walking out of the bathroom. Louise took a moment to rinse the rest of his sperm from her body, before drying of. It was just when she stepped out of the bathroom, and into the living room, that she saw John pull up in their own driveway across the street.

"Fuck!" she cursed, getting the attention of Tony who sat in his boxers on a sofa.

"Whoops," was all he said.

*

I must say I was quite surprised when I got home and found it empty. Checking my phone, I didn’t really see any messages from Louise either. Weird. I figured she was perhaps grocery shopping, but it was both Sunday and her car was still out in the garage. Dropping my bag with my small silly souvenir gift for her at the kitchen I went upstairs to see if Louise was still asleep, or just getting out from one of the longest showers ever.

But nope. No one there.

I did find a foldable massage table though, and my thought immediately went to Friday when Louise gave Tony a rubdown. It felt like a lifetime ago, in some odd way. The work had really stretched the weekend out so that it felt like an eternity. Even this morning they had to file some paperwork that would go in first thing on Monday.

Walking over to the massage table I found a discarded bottle of massage oil. I had found it before the weekend, and Louise had promised me a massage to make our week of celibacy even more awesome. I guess Tony got it first. Excitement grew within me as I thought about how he got to feel her strong, diligent fingers knead his back before I did. Just the mental image of her offering him this massage oil before I got a chance to feel it made me swell.

But I pushed that aside. I felt bad for just thinking with the wrong head. Louise had been so willing to try it, but there had been too much risk involved for her sake, so I wanted so desperately to respect that decision. But I equally as desperately wanted her to cave to Tony. That each time they had a tutoring session that led to mutual masturbation would be another stepping stone for her to cheat, to be naughty, to be anything but the modest woman I had married.

‘No. No, John. It’s not happening,’ I told myself.

Just then I heard the front door open, and I hurried downstairs. Louise had just come through, wearing some unfamiliar white yoga pants that looked a bit loose on her, and perhaps a bit short. And a yellow T-shirt. That was weird. Despite being blonde herself, Louise hated yellow. And there was something familiar about that outfit as if I had seen it before, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

Nor did I try to. My smoking hot wife just entered the room, and that was often to a lot of men, myself included, to stop thinking about anything but pry her knees apart and soak her in. Not having seen her all weekend gave me a quick reminder of what a catch she was, when I now finally laid my eyes on her.

“There you are!” I said. “Where’d you go?”

“Oh, I was just out fucking Tony,” Louise said. My mouth immediately went dry and I looked at her in sheer disbelief. Did she really just say that? It was so evil of her to tease my fantasy like that, after having scolded me for it. “And I sucked his dick.”

Ah. Right. It was just teasing. If there was one thing she’d never do, it was giving a blow job. It was way beneath her, too degrading, and she always found cocks to be kinda disgusting and filthy. And her lips curling into a smile was more than enough. However, her words were still enough to rile me up, as I ten minutes later lay panting on top of her, filling her up with my cum.

Rolling off of her, I knew she had just been out running or something. Hence the clothing, even if they were kinda unfamiliar and way out of her style.

*

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