Her report

Mike was incredibly proud of himself. He had spent the whole day distracting himself from what was happening at home. He had found a really exciting investment opportunity. Some internet group had decided to pump up the value of a meme stock. He had managed to jump on board. Others were in it for the fun of it but he had ridden it as high as he had dared and sold high. It had been exciting and the perfect thing to distract him.

Late in the afternoon, the cafe he’d been hanging out at all day was starting to close. He looked at his phone and released he might have a couple more hours to kill. Serendipitously, Helen’s name appeared on the screen and he answered it. “Hello?”

“He’s gone,” came Helen’s seductive voice. “You can come home now. I’m waiting.”

“He’s gone earlier than I thought.”

“He ran out of energy. Four loads were his limit. All of them in me.”

Mike gulped as his cock hardened. “I’m on my way.”

“I’m in bed. Come and join me.”

A few moments later he dashed into the house and upstairs. The bed was a mess. “You did it in our bed?” he asked. He sounded shocked but he was actually excited. The room smelt strongly of sex, a smell that he wouldn’t have noticed had he been the one doing it. The smell only highlighted his wife’s infidelity.

“Nearly all of it.” Helen was trying to be cool and seductive but she couldn’t help but grin. She was clearly excited by what had just happened. She was in bed, naked, with her breasts visible. She gave up trying to be cool, kicked her legs, pumped her fists and shook her head. “It was so good!” she shouted. She held her arms out to Mike. “Hurry up and get naked. I want to cuddle you and talk about it.”

Mike nearly fell over pulling off his clothes. Helen laughed at his eagerness then pulled him to her and kissed him passionately. “Thank you for letting me do that my love,” she said between kisses. “It was so good. I have cum so much.”

Mike was amused by her enthusiasm. “I’m glad. I want you to have a good time.”

“I am having a good time. I just spent a day having sex with a married man in my marital bed. It was so bad of me but I love it. Are you okay? You aren’t jealous are you?”

“Of course I’m jealous. Any man would want his wife to be this excited about the idea of having sex with him.”

Helen looked worried. “You aren’t upset are you?”

“Not at all. At least, not in any way you should be worried about.”

“That’s good. Now come here.” She pulled his head to her chest as they snuggled down. “Let me hold you while I tell you what we did.

It began with just listening. She spared no detail about what had happened. Mike became more and more aroused and Helen began to slowly run her fingers over his cock. She was determined not to grip it or hold it in any way. She only allowed herself light brushing strokes. She had got no further than her first anal cumshot before Mike’s cock swelled angrily and his body jerked at the ruined orgasm as she had taken her hand away at the point of no return, copying something she had seen in a video.

She never stopped her story and before too long he was hard again. She still refused to touch his cock properly but the frustration was driving Mike wild. She described the look and feel of Joey’s cock in detail as she talked about the blowjob she had given him in the kitchen. She talked about the next time. How he had fucked her roughly at her request. Having cum twice he lasted a good while. She told him how her body still hurts a little from how he grabbed her throat and pulled on her nipples but how her pussy had clamped harder than ever on his aggressive cock.

The last time was slow and sensual. They had laid in bed together. He moved slowly as they were both tired. “It was so tender and intimate,” she said. “It reminded me of how we make love together. I felt so close to him like that. We looked into each other’s eyes as he came inside me a second time. You know something?”

“What?”

“I still have his cum in me. All this time we’ve been together my pussy, my belly and my ass have been filled with another man’s cum.”

That was too much and she ruined another orgasm. Mike’s cum splashed impotently onto his own belly and dribbled down his shaft, his hips lifting off the bed in the intensity of the sensation.

Helen made out with him, her kisses soft and intimate. “Then I called you,” she finished her story. “Come on, we both need a wash. Why don’t you help me wash his cum out of me?”

Mike watched Helen as she made her way to the ensuite. She stood, naked in the doorway and beckoned him with her fingers. He eagerly rushed to join her.