Yes because I can't wait any longer

Slightly out of breath and still dizzy I arrived back at the dancefloor. I decided to not go back to our table but lingered around the entrance to the lobby pretending to watch the dancing couples and the band while eyeing the lobby from the corner of my eyes.

It didn't take long until Gloria and Brooke emerged from the elevators and came over to where I was standing. Gloria was again back in her confident stride, smiling relaxed and in control while my wife shuffled a few steps behind looking a bit disheveled.

Gloria smiled at me almost winking and walked on behind the stage for her entrance in a few minutes. Brooke came to my side, one strand of her hair still hanging down the side of her face and her lipstick still a bit smeared at the corner of her mouth.

I turned to her and smiled putting the loose strand back behind her ear. As my fingers caressed over her hair I could feel a slimy residue sticking to my hands, which must be some of Gloria's cum that Brooke missed while cleaning up in a hurry. I let my hand move down to my side still feeling the glob of cum stuck to it and I looked at my wife and said with as much of an innocent voice that I could muster: "Honey is everything ok? You look a bit....exhausted?!"

Brooke looked nervous at me and **** a smile: "Working late is a bit hard on me. As well as the shoes. And I am not twenty anymore."

"Is that so?!" I mumbled with almost a sinister James Bond villain tone to my voice but as she linked her arm with mine I dropped the subject and lead my wife back to our seat and we sat next to each other waiting for Gloria's speech. While my wife was looking at the stage I pretended to scratch my nose and sniffed on the cum sticking to my fingers. It was an intoxicating smell which made my still semi hard cock twitch in my already damp briefs. It smelled a bit like Brooke's magic smoothie and also slightly like peanut. It had a strange effect on me as I couldn't stop sniffing it and finally found myself involuntarily sticking my tongue out to taste it. What the hell was I doing? The taste was even more potent than the smell and made me drool more precum into my pants. Damn that stuff was almost like a ****. I tried to focus and wiped my hand on the tablecloth putting my attention back to my little cheating wife.

I rested my hand on Brooke's knees and when she didn't protest I let it wander under the table up her leg. She squirmed a little and looked over to me. "Honey! What are you doing?"

"Making the best out of the evening!" I said in a vague almost too dominant voice compared to my usual calm nature.

I guess Brooke thought too much champagne had made me horny again and looked onto the stage stoically letting me fumble her thighs shoving up her dress inch by inch under the table.

She squirmed once or twice still but I couldn't tell if it was because she was uncomfortable about being watched or caught by the other gala guests or if she was still horny herself and just shifted position to let me shove up her dress even further.

Either way I now had the bottom of her dress shoved up far enough at the front that I could see the wet shiny tip of her hard cock laying along her thigh. I let my finger dance around the leaking slit at the front and squeezed the pulsating hard shaft and Brooke cleared her throat and spread her legs slightly still staring blankly at the stage probably not daring to look at anyone else in the room else she would feel caught.

'So she was still horny as hell!' I thought and as I continued to let my fingers wander up her hot trunk I finally saw the bright red garter holding her hard cock strapped to her leg.

I leaned over and whispered into Brooke's ear: "What is this honey? I couldn't remember that you put that on at home. And the color doesn't even match your dress?" Again trying to sound as innocently as possible.

I saw little beads of sweat forming on Brooke's upper lip and her forehead as she clearly sought for words.

"I...I....It is from....Gloria!" She whispered barely moving her lips. "She, she gave it to me, because...." her voice trailed off while I continued to massage her shaft around the garter.

Suddenly she turned her head towards mine looking strained and pale not knowing how to continue. Her eyes darted around. She looked me in the eyes then avoided my intrigued gaze, then smiled briefly then looked down at her hard shaft in my hand. Finally she found her voice again and continued in a whisper:

"Look Carl! I really need to talk to you about a lot of things and I....I very likely messed up big time but please let me explain....just....just now is really a bad time and...."

"...you can't think straight with your hard big cock in my hand?" I finished the sentence for her not wanting to let her squirm around any longer as my own hard throbbing dick made it hard for me to think clear too.

Brooke bit her lip and nodded with a little relief in her eyes since I didn't try to push the issue for the moment.

I looked her deep in the eyes and she held my gaze. Somehow nonverbally she knew that I knew or at least had a strong suspicion. At least she didn't try to lie any further by finding some dumb explanation for the garter holding back her mast. At least there was still hope that we might find a way to continue. I loved her too much to let her go anyway but I still wanted to know every detail of her relationship with her boss.

I nodded slightly with a stern look which she read correctly as me being angry at her but trying to behave like a stoic rational adult here at the gala as long as she would come out with the truth. She nodded back and lowered her gaze in an apologetic manner.

While we were staring deep in each other's eyes with years of a deep connection and love between us a lot was already communicated without even speaking a word. Meanwhile Gloria had taken the stage and in her funny charismatic manner gave her donation speech and was now interviewing the receiving charity chairman. We didn't listen or care and I whispered into Brooke's ear that maybe she wants a stronger drink at the bar which she confirmed by quickly nodding her head. I let go of her cock and we walked over to the bar area in the dark far corner of the main ballroom. I ordered two shots and we went to one of the standing tables at the back where we could still watch the main stage beyond and the other guests who also had their eyes turned to the stage.

I had barely put the glasses down that Brooke already downed her shot in one go. She still seemed extremely tensed up and I was kind of OK with letting her squirm in her guilt while at the same time I didn't want to be a total asshole. Again she tried to avoid my gaze watching the stage as Gloria was now introducing the next act which was some kind of ballet number that should lead into the midnight event of the gala. People where bustling around the main dancefloor to get the best views and apart from a few smaller groups of guests and couples the bar area was rather deserted for the moment.

Since Brooke was also trying to follow the events on the brightly lit dancefloor I moved behind her back hidden from view from the waist down behind our little standing table in the dark and started to massage her tensed up shoulders.

I kneaded her muscles between my fingers and she softly moaned and closed her eyes. "Ok Brooke, honey! Will you tell me what you did exactly when you and Gloria disappeared for the rehearsal?"

I pushed myself close to her body in the back and I could feel her heart beating fast almost jumping out of her chest.

Her voice cracked as she tried to answer: "Carl I...I thought we will talk about it later?".

"We will honey, in detail. But I am too curious right now!" I said soothingly while my hands worked down her perfectly rounded sides towards her hips.

She opened her mouth several times but no sound came out, her face blushed and then she grabbed my shot as well and downed it before she started to whisper again.

"I....am unsure what I am allowed to tell you without getting sued for a breach of my work contract...but...well what the hell, you are the love of my life and you are more important than getting sued out of our house. I......Gloria.....she not just recommended the treatment to me. She....she took it herself for years....so.....she is like me....regarding the side effects.....which is absolutely confidential....by the way...so please, please don't tell anyone..."

"Don't worry about that....continue..." I crooned into her ear while my hands were pulling up the backside of her dress over her nice rounded ass touching the naked skin underneath it.

"Carl! What are you doing?!" She whispered with some alarm in her voice.

"Shhh! Keep it down, nobody can see us here. It is dark and everybody is looking at the stage anyway. Even if somebody should glance over they would only see a loving couple exchanging some caresses behind a table after a long evening..."

My fingers slipped between her legs and I could feel her pulsating hot cock stretched down, a bit of slimy precum already traveling down the inside of her upper thighs.

A waitress came by taking our empty glasses and giving me a shy smile while I nibbled my wife's ear from behind. I looked up at her, smiling back and gestured to her 'two more' and she nodded and walked away again.

After the waitress left, Brooke took a deep breath and continued to whisper: "Well as you already noticed with the treatment my libido is all through the roof and I can barely control myself. Even with having sex twice a day I am still immensely horny all the time. And Gloria is no better off having taken it for years. She is **** sometimes not even having a partner in her life. She told me....that she....went through a lot of assistants over the years and had to pay a lot of settlements as well. Going through these changes myself I....I just could relate to her and connect...and...well..." her voice trailed off again.

"...one thing led to another...?!" I suggested while pulling on her garter under her dress tightening her shaft even closer to her leg.

Brooke paused as the waitress returned placing two more shots on our table.

Now it was Brooke who gave the little young server a smile and at exactly that moment I let the garter snap against her hard cock and she gave a little shriek which ended in an involuntary moan. The waitress looked confused and Brooke blushed hard but then she left us alone again and my wife downed another shot. More of her precum trickled down her leg now already reaching her feet and making the insides of her little shoes all wet and slippery.

Brooke was breathing heavy and my question still lingered in the air. I pulled on the garter again holding it like a drawn bow. She opened her mouth again to speak: "Well.....yes...I am so sorry....but I never fucked her...and neither did she fuck me......she...Gloria...she wanted to....but I didn't want to cheat on you and tried to hold her off until I could talk to you....but then she would say that even if I talked to you I would still have to honor our work contract because she will not pay another settlement....I was confused and horny and felt guilty but also understood how hard it must be for Gloria...I am just so sorry...."

I let the garter snap again causing my wife to shriek again a bit louder making a few heads turn around to look for the source but quickly turn back to the stage again. Precum was now flowing from her hard hot cock with nearly every pulse and was leaking out of her shoe between her toes making a small slimy wet puddle underneath her.

"What did you do then?" I continued my interrogation letting my fingers glide around her mushroom head collecting my wife's trickling stream of precum on the tip of my fingers and then pulling them up towards the crack of her ass.

"I......I....gave her a blowjob..." She said and I could sense the relief that the confession sent through her body.

"Tonight?!" I asked again trying to sound as innocent as possible.

Brooke nodded and downed the next shot in front of her adding "yes, and a lot of times before that...I am so sorry Carl!"

I shoved my fingers into her ass crack pushing aside the string of her thong and lubricating her backdoor with her own precum.

"You should be!" I said with a little too harsh a tone and then added a bit softer "At least for the not telling me part. I would probably have been ok with everything else if you told me beforehand."

"I am so sorry Carl. I should have told you. But her enormous cock. The contract. I was changing myself and was so horny and confused. I didn't want to lose my job or get sued. It was all my fault but I was overwhelmed." She continued to whimper as I worked my finger into her asshole shoving it in quite deep feeling her hot insides.

I was convinced that my wife was now telling the truth that she held her boss at bay with blowjobs while trying to find a way to put things straight with me. Given the charismatic you could say manipulative nature of Gloria and her stunning looks it was almost impressive that Brooke held her stance for that long getting constantly groomed by her boss. Feeling her body react while she told me all the things I partly knew and partly suspected convinced me that at least until now she hadn't fucked Gloria or got fucked by her.

I wanted to make certain that she wouldn't revert back to lying to me so I said while fumbling open my fly to get my hard dick out: "No more lying from now on then OK honey! I won't tell anything confidential, I won't get you in trouble but I am still your husband and our contract stands above all else. If Gloria wants more or you want to do more please at least talk to me first."

To underline my point I shoved the tip of my now freed cock between the ass cheeks of my wife removing my finger from her and pulling the string of her thong to the side as I pushed against her anus. She held onto the table to steady herself and I could sense her sphincter twitching as I parted it with my slimy hard mushroom head which glided into her hot wet asshole.

"I will honey! I love you so much!" She panted as I started to slowly move in and out of her as discretely as possible banging my wife in the middle of the gala behind a little standing table.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back a bit so I could enter her with my full length. When I pulled my cock out again almost all the way I briefly glimpsed down between her legs noticing the growing wet spot between her feet and the shiny trickle running down her leg.

"Oh Brooke baby you will make such a mess when you will cum right now!" I teased her while working myself into her with harder shorter thrusts now.

Brooke's eyes darted around in panic as she realized that she was getting close. Between clenched teeth she whispered to me "Carl, I can't cum right here, the amounts that gush out of me are getting more each day and everyone will see what we did here!"

Moaning in her ear I whispered: "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn about that! Look at your embarrassment as some kind of atonement OK!"

Brooke looked down ashamed but knew that she would have to go through with it. I could feel her getting closer as her sphincter began to pulsate around the base of my shaft while I kept myself pushed deep into her.

"Fuck! Carl, I can barely hold it anymore!" Her hands darted around the table nervously and she grabbed one of the empty shot glasses. She violently shoved it down in front of her holding it in front of her leaking tip with trembling hands. Even with just her flowing precum the glass was already filled to a quarter.

I giggled quite pleased at her shame. Normally I would have more empathy with my wife but right now it was the horniness, **** and my righteous anger with her that led all my actions. She clenched her teeth, holding on to the table with one hand and trying to balance the pathetic little shot glass underneath her dress with the other while I thrust myself into her ass again and again. I could feel her anus clenching my cock hard while she tried to control herself not to cum.

With one hand at her hips I pulled myself into her again and again letting her feel my whole length with every thrust. My other hand was fumbling down at her side searching for her garter. I pulled it out far and let the elastic band snap back once more against her held down shaft and with another loud shriek it sent her over the edge. The first thick rope of cum that shot out of her splashed into the little shot glass with such **** that it splattered out completely and sprayed her hand, her thighs and the inside of her dress. Her cock twitched violently almost lifting the elastic from her garter by itself as more and more shots of thick white semen squirted out of her filling the glass to the brim and overflowing it onto her hands and legs and onto the floor beneath her.

Feeling her sphincter pulse around my base massaging my cock pulling me deep into her with each squirt made me cum too and I painted her insides with my hot sticky juice. She gave up on the shot glass putting the filled to the brim glass on the table laying her sticky covered hand next to it. She continued to leak out more and more cum until the puddle between her legs grew to shoulder width. I finally exhausted myself and squeezed out the last few drops deep into her asshole while she still pulsated and trickled cum for almost a minute. My dick was already growing limp while her anus still massaged it inside her. I waited until she finally exhausted herself as well. Then I grabbed the second shot glass and while pulling out my cock from her ass placed it underneath her anus to catch my cum flowing out of her. It didn't quite overflow like hers did but my seed dribbling from her asshole was enough to fill the glass almost to the brim.

I put the glass in front of her while zipping up my pants again. Then I took her slimy overflowing shot glass and toasted towards my shaken and ashamed wife.

"To our marriage!" I said and downed the glass full of Brooke's cum.

She smiled weakly and hesitated briefly but then she put the other glass full of my cum from her ass to her mouth and gulped it down as well.