I wanted to stop it, I really did, but my dick was rock solid and I didn’t even know what to do anymore. I was turned on and although I was angry that she was kissing another man, it didn’t upset me as much as I thought it would. Perhaps it was the alcohol or the fact it was turning me on so much, but I just was not upset with her. She was just annoyed that I had left her alone and now she was drunk and having fun. I knew I would have to phone her or text her, let her know I was coming back in, to give her a chance to break it off with this guy.
I wrote her a text and sent it:
“Hey babe, got caught up in a fight, not hurt. Now coming back into club, can’t wait to see you.”
I sent it and I noticed her take her phone from her bag and then read the message. She seemed to panic a little and tried to walk off from the guy but he followed her and seemed to be trying to convince her to stay with him. She argued but as she tried to walk away he grabbed her hand and pulled her gently back to him and they kissed passionately again. They were away from the crowd now, in a darker area and he started to kiss down her neck and then began to lick her cleavage as she nonchalantly ran her fingers through his hair.
He whispered into her ear and she nodded, then he led her away to the back of the dance floor and out of my sight. I had assumed that once she received my text she would leave this guy and come meet me, then I would pretend I hadn’t seen anything. She disappeared from view so I walked over and around the dance floor to find where they had gone. There were some restrooms back there and so I walked cautiously into the men’s room but they weren’t there, just a couple of guys doing coke.
I left and asked a woman that was going into the ladies’ if she could look for a couple in there. I made up some story about needing to leave and him being my friend, and she bought it. She went in but when she returned she said there was nobody else in there besides herself.
I was confused, I had no idea where my wife was. I phoned her but no answer. I texted her, I left a voicemail. No response. I looked around and then noticed something. It was a fire exit around the back. I wondered if they had sneaked out of there.
I pushed it open and walked through to the outside and closed the door behind me. I was in a parking lot and there was nobody in view. It was fairly deserted apart from a few cars and I grew worried that something terrible had happened to Rachael. She was with a strange man and it was all my fault.
I looked around again and noticed something. It was one of the cars in the parking lot, I had seen some movement inside. I stalked over to it, keeping low and out of sight and peered in through the window. I couldn’t believe my eyes, it was Rachael and the man inside, on the back seat. They were kissing passionately and he had removed her shirt and bra and was occasionally moving his lips down her neck to suck on her nipples. They seemed totally oblivious that I was watching them and I wondered what I should do. I had to stop this, but something inside me just said to let it happen.
The man removed his shirt, revealing a muscular physique that my wife couldn’t keep her hands off. As they kissed she ran her nails down his chest and over his stomach before sliding them down his jeans and holding his ass. He pulled away from her and I thought for a second he was going to climb out of the car, but no, he was removing his jeans. He pulled off all his remaining clothes and revealed his dick to her. I saw her eyes widen as she saw the size of it, and rock solid for her. I bet she loved seeing a dick that was excited by her after all my recent problems.
She took the shaft lustily between her fingers and stroked it gently up and down the length, teasing the bell end with her nails. He leaned back as she moved her lips to his dick and began to lick it as she continued to stroke the length with her fingers. Then she pulled her lips over it and took the whole thing inside her mouth, pushing her lips firmly up and down it. It was just like she used to do with me before we were married, hungrily blowing me off. I hadn’t had a blowjob like that for years.
He looked to be losing himself in the moment and caught himself suddenly, sitting up and desperately scrambling to remove her denim shorts and panties. He slid them seductively down her legs and off her feet, then he removed her heels and took my wife’s feet in his mouth briefly, sucking on her toes, before licking slowly up her legs, to her thighs. She gleefully pulled her legs apart as he moved up to reveal her shaven pussy to him. He flicked her clitoris with his tongue before moving his tongue inside her pussy and eating her out. She stroked her fingers through his hair and over his back as he licked her out. He was really going for it and my wife’s eyes closed and I heard her through the car door gasping and letting out small yelps of joy. She moved her hands to half-heartedly push him away, something she always did to me when she was about to orgasm. I watched, torn between pleasure and anger as she groaned in delight at what he was doing.
Her groans eased and she pulled his head up to hers and kissed him deeply, whispering in his ear and then kissing him more. She was energised now and clambered over him, pushing his body to the fabric so he was on his back across the back seat. She climbed on top and teased his dick inside her. I was horrified. I didn’t know why but somehow this was worse than before, they were actually about to fuck, right there in front of me. Yet, I was paralysed, completely frozen by how sexy my wife was with this man. It was better than any porn movie, they were passionate, they were intense, they were everything me and my wife had not been for years and it made me realise how much I had starved her of satisfaction.
She took his full length inside her pussy and began to grind her hips into his. He held her thighs firmly as she rode him, looking deep into each others’ eyes. He reached up and caressed her breasts as she moved on top of him and then he pulled her body down onto his and they embraced as they fucked. He held her ass cheeks firmly and moved his dick in and out of her, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her whole body. Her groans turned to high pitched yelps as she lost control of herself. She was having another orgasm, it was almost too easy for him. She kissed him, exploring his mouth with her tongue as they froze, her on top of him. Then she he gradually removed his dick from her and she protested, begging him to continue.
He turned her onto her back and they traded places. They kissed again as my wife spread her legs wide open for him, trying to encourage him into her faster with her hands. He held himself slightly away from my wife as they kissed, but my wife was desperate. She placed her hands onto his ass and forced him down inside her, eagerly accepting him with a groan.
He whispered into her ear as he began to slowly move in and out of her pussy, removing his dick completely out and then driving it back in. He did this harder and harder and she gripped his ass cheeks tightly, drawing her nails over his ass and his back, caressing him as he pounded her.
The man fucked her so hard I was amazed it wasn’t painful for her. But she wanted more.