House hunting

After that night, your relationship with Kelly took a surprisingly positive turn. Instead of being her normal cold and distant self, she was happy and attentive. She had breakfast for you when you came down the next morning, and she kissed you passionately before sending you off to work so you could give your two weeks notice.

About halfway through the day she text to tell you that she was sending the kids to a friend's after school so you could meet with the real estate agent. That was followed by a selfie of her pulling her shirt up in the bathroom mirror at her job, showing you her bare boobs.

For the first time in years you exchanged pleasantries via text throughout the day. For the last several years she had only text you during the work day if she wanted to bitch about her job or her coworkers.

That night in bed she made you lay down and masturbate while she sat on your face. This time your premature ejaculation didn't phase her as you were busy licking her pussy and ass until she squirted in your mouth. Afterwards you held her in the bed until you both drifted off to sleep.

For the first time in a long time, everything seemed wonderful.

That weekend you left the kids with friends and went to meet a real estate agent one of Kelly's friends had recommended to her. Early that morning you arrived at a two story cape cod a few blocks from Derek's house that was slightly above your desired price range to find a BMW parked in the driveway.

As you walked up the sidewalk hand-in-hand, the front door opened and the biggest real estate agent you had ever seen stepped out to greet you. He was a six foot five black man who was built like a football linebacker. His expensive dark blue suit did nothing to hide the bulge of his muscles or the giant package in the front of his trousers.

"You must be Kelly," he said with a smile. Your wife greeted him with a handshake and he leaned in and gave her a very European kiss on the cheek. "I am Stephen and I will be so happy to service you."

Kelly visibly blushed, and you felt a little jealousy bubbling up. Stephen didn't miss the blush either, and his smile broadened.

"And you must be Jason," he said, turning to you and sticking his hand out. The real estate agent's massive hand completely engulfed yours. "Let's see if I can't make your wife the happiest woman on earth today."

"Excuse me?" you ask, dumbfounded.

"We're going to find her the house of her dreams," Stephen said with that same grin. "Let's start right here."

He held the door open for the two of you, and as Kelly passed, he made no effort to hide the fact that he was checking her ass out. He looked up and continued to smile at you.

After looking around the cape cod, you got in the agent's car and he drove you around town. You sat in the back and Kelly rode in the front.

You spent the rest of the day going from house to house. You were mostly silent because you weren't too particular, and because Stephen and Kelly didn't seem to care if you were there or not. He kept checking her out right in front of you, and more than once you caught your wife leering at his massive bulge. Once you came around the corner to find him showing her a hot tube and were pretty certain he had his hand on her ass with a massive finger extended between her legs.

After looking at every house on the list, Stephen drove you back to the one that was Kelly's favorite. It was on the upper end of your price range, but definitely do able.

"I think this is the one," Kelly said. "Don't you agree?"

"It's fine by me," you say.

You made an offer and Stephen phoned it in. After a few moments of hushed conversation, he turned and grinned.

"They'll take it," he said.

Kelly shouted and suddenly leapt at him, throwing her arms around his neck. Stephen grabbed grabbed her by the ass with both hands and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

You start to say something in protest, and suddenly he leans in and kisses her on the lips.

"Hey, wait a minute," you say.

Stephen breaks the kiss long enough to look you right in the eye and shush you.

"I am a full service real estate agent," he said. "Everyone leaves happy and satisfied."

Then he goes back to making out with your wife.