I sucked on Cal’s prick, holding his balls. I tried to take it in my throat like Teresa had, but I choked.
“He fucked me in our bed.”
He kept pumping.
“You slept on sheets with his cum on them.”
I forced my head down; Cal’s cock passed my gullet. I was suppressing my gag reflex and getting the tip of his dick in my throat. I had to catch my breath.
“He fucked me in the ass.” I told him.
“Is his cock better than mine?”
“He makes me say it is.”
“Is it?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”
“I want to watch him fuck you some time.”
“Okay. I’d like that. He told me not to tell you I was fucking him. He said I’d like it more if I was cheating, doing something dirty.”
“Do you?”
“Yes. Forgive me, but there was a thrill in fucking him and then kissing you when you get home for dinner, knowing that I’d been a cheating slut all day. I’d kiss you after his cock had been in my mouth.”
I didn’t expect it; I hadn’t been paying close attention. Cal came in my mouth. He’d never done that. I hadn’t wanted to swallow his sperm, but I did now. I showed him his wad on my tongue and then I licked the tip of his dick, tasting his baby-making fluid. I sucked on the head of his cock.
He said, “I can’t believe it. I came twice in Teresa’s cunt, but you got more out of me.”
“Did I do good?”
“Oh yes. That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had. I like that way you’re learning to suck cock.”
I said, “I’ve been practicing with the neighbors.”
We continued our lives with Richard and Teresa an integral part. One night after the kids were in bed, we fucked Richard and Teresa by their pool. Cal watched me strip for our neighbor, then watched Richard put his hands all over me. I sucked Richard’s dick for my husband’s enjoyment and he took a few photos. “I can use them for the divorce.” He quipped, joking, ha ha.
Then Richard fucked me while my husband watched. He could see Richard’s cock split my pussy lips and slide into my married, unfaithful, cunt. He pumped away for a while.
I looked into my husband’s eyes and saw the lust. He came over and presented his dick. I sucked it, my first spit-roast. They developed a rhythm, using me, fucking me for their pleasure. I liked being taken that way. I don’t know why. There’s a submissive gene in me, I guess. I’ve always liked it when Cal would take charge and just fuck me without asking my permission. He knew he always had it, of course, but he would just push me against the wall, hike my skirt, pull my panties aside, and fuck me. He’d come and leave me there with his jism dripping out of my cunt.
I mentioned the green light thing. As I told Cal, I would come to the kitchen for a break during work and see the green light in the window of Richard’s office. I don’t know why, I but I always obeyed and went over there to get fucked or give him a blowjob. I missed a few times and felt Richard’s displeasure in just his facial expressions, a feeling of disappointment that hurt more than any words. He reminded me of how my father had acted when I disappointed him. There was never anything sexual with dad, but he would let me know if my grades weren’t good enough or I hadn’t done something he’d asked. I guess I’ve been conditioned to be obedient and Richard picked up on it and used it. I liked it too, don’t get me wrong. There was my desire to be praised and Richard added the reward of good sex.
Well, one weekend, my parents were visiting. It was one of the kid’s birthdays; Mom and Dad had driven down from Pennsylvania. We had a party and were enjoying ourselves on the patio. Richard and Teresa and their kids had come over for a short time when we had the cake. When I was preparing the cake in the kitchen, Richard walked in and gave me a look. He wanted me. He nodded. I smiled at him meekly.
Then he said, “Give me your panties.”
I was wearing a short dress, so if I took off my panties, I would have to be very careful to not shoot a beaver at my mom and dad or the other guests.
I went into the bathroom and pulled off my panties. I walked by Richard and put them in his hand. He slipped them into his pocket.
He left a bit later, while Teresa remained.
We were sitting there talking. It was already dark, when I noticed it. The green light was in the window. I couldn’t believe it. What should I do? I looked at Cal. He’d seen the light and knew my dilemma. He was amused. Should I leave my family and go commit adultery within a few feet of my parents. They’s raised me to be a good girl.