It was my wife

“Well you don’t have to go looking for her as she is right here,” I heard my wife’s voice answer me back. She came into the room wearing her stripper outfit of the tight white tank top, and the short shorts that showed off her tight ass to perfection.

I instantly was confronted with the twin emotions of intense lust for her and intense anger for her actions. “You sucked off some guy. I was watching the whole thing,” I sputtered out to her finally.

She came up close to me and pushed me back into the chair as she said, “And Jenna told me what you were doing at the time too. Did you enjoy her big tits? Was her pussy nice and tight like mine?”

My face reddened at my wife’s observation that my own actions had been less then faithful that night. “That was different I finally said. She came onto me, I didn’t try to fuck her. It just happened. I was watching you on stage and then…well it just happened.

She shimmied out of the little shorts, her swollen pussy lips coming into view. I could feel my cock start to harden again. She noticed the change in my eyes as she moved up close to me in the chair. “Did it turn you on to see me dancing up on stage?” she asked as she slid her hand down to her cunt, spreading her pussy lips, her fingers sliding easily inside. She was soaking wet, and I realized she must be totally turned on by her actions tonight. My cock was back to a solid hard on at this point and she pulled my pants down freeing my boner.

“His cock was so big,” I said as she gripped my cock with her hand, running up and down the length.

“Yeah it was big,” she moaned back at me. “But he didn’t get to do this did he?” She turned around and sat down on me at that point, her hand guiding my hard cock into her wet, slick fuck hole. She continued talking as she rocked back and forth on my cock, “He wanted to fuck me with his big horse dick; he offered me $500 if he could fuck me. But I said no, and I came to fuck you. Don’t you think that makes up for things?”

I didn’t answer her I just moved my hands up to her little tits, grasping her fat swollen nipples and pulled them. She moaned in pleasure as I pulled at her nipples, rolling them between my fingers. Her cunt was grasping at my cock, and I could feel her wetness flooding her pussy, running down the shaft of my cock and making a sticky mess on the chair. “I don’t know if it makes up for things or not,” I whispered in her ear, “All I know if that you are one sexy woman, and now my wife I am going to give you a good hard fucking.”