Preparing for George to get home.

Abbey got up from the desk about an hour before George was due home.

The cum had dried on her face, crusting one eye shut, and there was a visible stain on the green leather where Mateo’s cum had leaked out of her. She felt like such a slut, and we were horny because of it. She checked the message from George and chose not to respond, she wanted this to be a lovely surprise for him, and she had several ideas of how to do it.

She quickly went to the bedroom and found her pills. She wrapped them up in some fine paper and tied a ribbon around the box. Then she found an empty notepad, a small moleskin book, and wrote the date on the first page and listed Mateo and the unknown man. Beside each name, she put a comment about where they came.

She then moved his chair into the correct place and put both items in the top drawer. She poured two glasses of scotch and picked up George personal laptop. She popped it into the recessed section and turned it on. She sat in his chair typing out a message while sipping her scotch. Every minute which passed made her hornier for this next chapter of their adventures. She was just finishing her glass when she heard the car pull into the garage. She smiled to herself and lifted her left leg to put her heel on the chair, and waited.

A few moments later, George stepped into the room. “Oh my God, you did, didn’t you?” he asked her.

Abbey simply smiled and said. “Come, take a seat and let me suck your cock while you read a letter from me.”

With no more than that, she slid from the chair into the recess under the desk and heard George quickly stripping off his clothes before he took a seat at his desk. As Abbey sucked her husband’s cock into her mouth, he looked down at her, cum still crusting her face. “God, you look sexy.”

After a few moments of watching her, he opened the laptop and read the note.

{H}, I love you very much, and we have played with the idea of me being more of a slut, and of me risking pregnancy. Today I fucked the two delivery men. One of them came in my cunt, but I took my pill this morning, so it should be alright.

In the top left drawer, you will find a small present; they are my birth control pills. They are yours now. Each morning you want me to take one, give it to me, if you forget, or don’t want me to take one, I won’t. Along with it is a little book, where I will write the details of my adventures, every one I fuck, and I hope there will be plenty.

I will refuse no one if your friends hit on me. I will let them fuck me, all so I can be the slut you seem to desire me to be.

George groaned as he read the message out loud before he opened the drawer and unwrapped the little box of her pills. “Are you sure about this?” he asked her.

Instead of replying verbally, Abbey lowered her head to his balls and sucked on his nuts while moaning. “God, my slut wife,” he said in a shuddering voice.

He stayed there and re-read the message as Abbey sucked on his cock and balls. On his third reading, he filled her mouth, and she swallowed before climbing out from under the desk. “I hope this is what you want because it was so much fun today, and I got their number.”

George groaned again, “God yes. Fuck them again, as often as you like and whoever else you like. Be a complete slut.”

She smiled, “You know several of your friends have hit on me over the years? Would you really be alright with your wife fucking your friends?”

He smiled back at her, “Would you really be alright with risking getting knocked up by my friends?”

She smiled back at him. “I love you, but now, I think I need a shower. This cum has been stuck to my face for like an hour and a half.”

George grabbed his phone off the desk, “Can I at least get a picture first?” he asked.

She laughed and lay across the green leather lazily, “Like this?” she asked.

He took a picture before leading her to the bathroom, where they shared a shower, softly kissing each other.