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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
04/02/2011
My wife has always been a flirt and loves the attention she gets from guys. She is 5'11", 120 pounds, sandy brown hair, and skinny body with D-cup breasts. She has been with eight other men since we've been married.
We decided to go out in December of last year to watch football at Hellen Backs. It’s a local bar and pizza place that opened in 2010. We sat at the bar and ordered pizza. She ordered a Captain Morgan and Ginger Ale and I drank beer. It was happy hour so we kept the drinks coming. She was having doubles and it didn't take long for her to get drunk. We started talking about who we thought were hot in the bar. There were two guys that she liked. At one point, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came back, she told me that one of the hot guy’s friends pointed to her and tapped his friend. They looked at her and she said she smiled back. I joked with her and said, “Well, if they come over here, you have to quickly introduce yourself and tell them that I’m your roommate.” She laughed and agreed. We kept on talking about people in the bar as we drank. Eventually the hot guys left. She was disappointed.
Suddenly while we were talking, she reached past me to a guy that had just walked up to the bar to my right, stuck out her hand, introduced herself, and tells him I’m her roommate. It took me a second to figure out what’s going on. The guy seemed nervous and confused. He glanced at me as he shook her hand and told her his name was Jeff. I’m sure he was expecting me to stand up and fight him. I stuck my hand out, introduced myself and confirmed I was her 'roommate'. He was still very cautious of me as my wife started talking to him. I tried to give him signals that I was not romantically involved with her. I stared at the television over the bar while my wife asked him questions. He began to relax and talk to her. I leaned back so they had a clear path to each other and he had a clear visual of my wife’s cleavage. He was a typical guy. He began talking to my wife as though I wasn’t there. I decided to give him a better chance so I stood up and offered him my barstool. I moved to the left side of Jen and sat down. He remained standing and explained that he and his buddy were shooting pool. He asked if we wanted to shoot with them. I caught him sneaking a glance at my wife’s breasts. She had worn a low cut shirt that allowed everyone to see her ‘girls’- as she always put it. She was wearing my favorite red bra from Victoria’s Secret which increased her breasts two bra sizes. I glanced over with my eyes and saw her cleavage spilling out. Her boobs looked enormous and she was putting them on display for him. I could see her red bra inside her shirt. My wife looked at me to see if I wanted to play and I said, “Sure, I’m in. Let me use the bathroom first.” He was still waiting to order. As I walked away, I felt so excited to leave my wife with him. I glanced back and saw him leaning on the bar as he talked to her. I had a rush of butterflies in my stomach.
I couldn't think straight while I was in the bathroom. My mind was racing, my heart was pounding, and my legs were shaking. I was torn between racing back out there to see what was going on and letting them have some time together to seal the deal.
When I came back, he was sitting on my stool. She was laughing at something he had said. They both glanced over at me when I approached them. I could tell that my wife was evaluating my facial expression to see if I was mad. I smiled at them and sat down to her left. She was facing him, so I just sat there and watched the Steelers while they talked. He was a very good looking guy. He was wearing a blue Florida Gators hat. He had black hair underneath. He was bigger than me in size, maybe 205 pounds, but the same height. I could tell he was very interested in my wife. I saw him smiling a lot at her. I felt a little bit of jealousy, but not bad. The bartender dropped off a pitcher of beer in front of him with some plastic cups. My wife turned to me and asked, "You ready to play, roomie?” She smiled at me so he couldn’t see. I smiled back. I could tell that she was very turned on.
We got up and joined them in the other room. He introduced his friend, Dan, and we started playing. Of course, my wife and Jeff were on a team. Every time she leaned over to shoot, her breasts hung beneath her. We could clearly see her red bra and big boobs. Whenever she bent over, I watched Jeff and Dan stare at her breasts and ass. He caught me watching him, so I smiled and he smiled back. The look he gave me confirmed he thought she was smokin’ hot.
They won the first game. My wife is very good at pool, but she played it up. When they won, she gave him an excited hug and pressed her boobs up against him. That was all he needed. After that, he had his hands all over her. He started by putting one hand on her back. As he got bolder, so did his hands. Whenever they weren’t shooting, they were in each other’s arms. I could tell that she was drunk. She had drunk three double Captain and Ginger Ales by that point. I couldn’t stop shaking from nervousness. It seemed like I was standing in a freezer. I decided to go buy another round to try and calm down. And I wanted to get my wife drunker too.
When I came back, I caught them kissing in the corner. My wife saw me walk in and silently mouthed, “I’m sorry.” She gave me a sorrowful smile. I smiled back and mouthed, “It’s okay.” She shrugged her shoulders. He turned around as I passed out drinks. After he took his drink, he wrapped his other arm around my wife’s waist. She leaned back into him. I started shaking uncontrollably again. I felt cold again. I kept stealing glances whenever Jeff wasn’t looking. My wife kept mouthing, “I’m sorry.” I motioned her to calm down. She was a veteran and had never apologized before, but that night she kept saying it.
She was so hot in his arms. Jeff’s arm was just below her breasts. I watched him kiss her neck from behind. She closed her eyes and lowered her head. It must have felt good to her. She moved her hair out of his way. He kissed her again as she tilted her head to the side. I watched him massage her left breast. I couldn’t believe how fast he moved in on her. I would have never been that confident. I felt butterflies in my stomach. My entire body was shaking. I tried leaning against the wall to calm myself. There were others in the area we were in and I felt uneasy at the display she was putting on. The other guy, Dan, had racked the balls so we played again.
Jeff broke and made two balls. Jen looked impressed. She gave him a high-five. He sunk one more ball and then it was Dan’s turn. Jeff rejoined my wife instantly. He was very clingy, but she was enjoying it. His friend Dan sucked at pool. I’m not sure that he ever made a ball the whole night. He kept telling me how good he was at darts. He wanted to quit playing pool, but his friend wanted to play in order to keep us around. Dan was a weird guy. They told us that they were friends since high school. Dan continued to complain the entire game.
Jen and Jeff won again. Jeff made the last shot. My wife gave him another high-five. She was so excited. Jeff leaned towards her and gave her a quick kiss. They paused as they looked at each other and then they kissed again a little longer. I watched as she gently placed her hand on his hip as they kissed. I could hear their lips smacking. Then she spun around, stared at me and said pointedly, “Rack em bitch.” She acted like an excited teenager. I knew she was enjoying herself.
She decided to go outside and smoke. Jeff asked to join her. He bummed a cigarette and admitted that he didn’t smoke. She handed him one and smiled. He took her hand as they walked out front. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was so excited.
After they left, Dan told me, “Man, she’s so fucking hot. How can you live with her and not want to fuck her brains out?” I replied, “I just think of her as my roommate.” He kept going on and on about her ass and tits. He was really drunk and obnoxious. Jeff and Jen came back inside and walked down the hallway to the bathrooms. It was surreal watching them together. They already looked like a couple. Dan made another comment about her tiny ass as she walked by.
We played a few more games. I watched Jeff pull my wife into his arms over and over. She sat on his lap a few times too. He kept kissing her while I was shooting. I saw them swapping tongue. The game was becoming secondary to them. I noticed that he liked to rub her back. I also saw him caressing her hand with his thumb. It made me so horny watching this. Jen must have mouthed fifteen ‘I’m sorry’s’ that night. I also overheard them making bets for massages. She bragged to us about how she had won a foot rub with lotion.
We ended up playing darts for Dan’s sake. Jen went off to smoke while we sat up the game and Dan ordered more drinks. Jeff asked me if I thought Jen was into him. I told him it looked that way. I expressed how drunk she was and how horny she was earlier. I told him that she was looking to get laid tonight and that’s why she introduced herself to him earlier at the bar. I told him he should take advantage of that. She walked back inside and I saw a new Jeff light up on a mission. He greeted her with a kiss when she joined us. I still couldn’t believe I was watching my wife kiss another man. They stayed close to each other and talked softly. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I walked away to use the bathroom. I looked back and stole another glance as I left. They were still talking.
Jen sat on Jeff’s lap most of the time during darts. We were in a back corner of the bar. They were to my right. After each turn, they would join up again. Jen would stand up and let Jeff sit down, and then she would sit on his lap. One time he jokingly sat on her lap. She took off his hat and wore it for a while. They were very playful together. I could tell that she liked him. Every time I looked over, they were either caressing each other or kissing. I jokingly told them to get a room. Dan chimed in with the same. Jeff laughed as he played Santa Claus and asked my wife what she wanted for Christmas. She told him, “Whatever pops up Santa.” He replied, “I got something for you little girl.” She told him, “I bet you do.” I watched her reach behind her back and grab his crotch. She grinded her crotch on his and then leaned back and kissed his cheek while she continued to work her hips back and forth on him. I watched him adjust his pants. Then they both got quiet. He put his hands on her rib cage. She leaned forward until her breasts were smashed against her thighs and wiggled her hips side to side on his crotch. He grabbed her by her hips and pulled her into him. I remember her fingers spread out on her shoes as she bounced her ass up and down on Jeff. Her pony tail fell over her left shoulder as she stared off into space. My wife was so drunk and horny at that point. I think she forgot there were other people in the bar. Jeff smiled at me and I smiled back- although I was getting worried about her display. Dan was busy shooting and missed the show, but some guys shooting pool watched the whole thing. One obnoxious guy yelled, “Buy that girl a drink.” Jen blushed and stopped her show. She looked at me with a sad face and mouth, “I’m sorry. I love you.” I got worried that Jeff would hear her. I mouthed back, “It’s okay. Have fun.” She smiled with a sad look. It was Jeff’s turn to shoot. She stood up and revealed his stiff jeans. My wife had given him a total hard on. He sat in his chair and we laughed at him. He delayed getting up even though she tried to pull him up.
We played three games. Dan and I ended up winning all three games. It was 11:30 by that point. She was hammered and wanted to smoke again. Jeff and Dan followed her out. I went to piss again. When I came out, I found Jeff and Dan at the bar. They told me Jen had gone to the bathroom. I sat down next to them. Jeff offered to buy me a drink. I told him that Jen was seriously drunk and probably didn’t need any more. He wanted to get her another round, but I told him she was good to go if he wanted to ask her to leave with him. He asked how we got there and I told him that I had driven. I encouraged him to take her home.
She walked around the corner and joined us. I watched Jeff go to work on my wife as he talked to her quietly. She glanced over at me and looked back at him. The bartender set our next round on the bar. Jen walked over to me and told me she was going to leave with him. I told her, “Go for it, Gorgeous.” She asked, “Are you okay by yourself?” I replied, “Definitely.” She looked at me with a sad look as though she felt sorry for me. I told her to call me if she needed a ride tomorrow. She replied, “Okay.” Jeff and Dan shook my hand and told me it was nice meeting me. I watched them all walk towards the door and leave. I can’t explain the emptiness I felt at that point. She never looked back. Jeff had taken my wife’s hand and opened the door for her. The door closed and I felt all alone. I stood up and asked the bartender to close out my bill. She gave me a strange look when she realized they had all left me. She asked what I wanted to do with the drinks. I told her she could give them away.
By the time I paid my bill and went outside, they were gone. My wife was nowhere to be found. I felt depressed. The ride had come to a stop so suddenly. I wanted to be with them so bad. I drove home wondering what she was up to at that point. The wait was the worst. The house was so quiet when I got home. I laid in bed, but couldn’t possibly fall asleep. My curiosity was killing me. I wanted to call her or something, but I knew better.
I woke up this morning with the same feelings. I wanted to know what happened. I checked my phone for any messages, but there were none. She had dropped off the face of the Earth. I got dressed and went to work, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I finally sent her a text message after lunch to ask how she was doing. I finally got a reply an hour later. Here is the transcript from my i-Phone:
Me: “You ok?”
Her: “Yeah.”
Me: “How’d it go”
Her: “Good I guess. Don’t remember much”
Me: “You were pretty drunk. LOL”
Her: “Yeah”
Me: “Get laid?”
Her: “Yes ;-)”
Me: “Nice!!!”
Me: “Did you enjoy it?”
Her: “Yeah. Kind of weird.”
Her: “It was weird this morning. I wanted to leave but he wanted to do it again. I just wanted to get out of there.”
Me: “How’d u get home?”
Her: “He drove me”
Me: “How’s your hangover?”
Her: “Ugg...”
Me: “Awe”
Her: “Got a little hicky on my neck. Hope you don’t mind…”
Me: “Nice!!! Can’t wait to see it.”
Her: “Going jogging. Talk to you later”
Me: “Ok. Love you.”
Her: “Me too”
I really lost all concentration after that. I stared at the clock until it finally struck 5pm. I practically ran to my truck. I raced through traffic as best as I could. I found her in the bathroom drying her hair. She told me that her friend Jackie had invited her out to dinner and a bar. I was bummed that she was leaving. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and asked her about last night. She told me that they dropped off Dan first and then went to Jeff’s apartment. She told me that he kept apologizing for his messy place. She said it got annoying. She said he wasn’t the best kisser in the world. She told me he kissed like a cow. It made me laugh. She said she was turned off by that. I asked her where they had sex. She replied, “In his bedroom.” I asked, “How’d it start?” She told me he took off her clothes as soon as they were inside. He stripped her naked by the front door. She said he kept sticking his tongue in her mouth in between taking off her clothes and it turned her off. She told me at that point, she regretted being there. He jerked her clothes off too, which sobered her up. He told her that he had wanted to do that all night long. She asked him, “What?” and he replied, “Take off your clothes.” He kept complimenting her on her breasts. She said it was kind of strange being naked in front of him with his clothes still on. She said he kept fondling her and looking at her breasts. She told me, “He pressed me against the door and started fingering me. He was doing a good job until he kissed me again with that tongue. He got my face all wet. It was disgusting. I finally pushed him away.” She told me it got awkward for a bit so she undressed him by the couch. She said he took her to the bedroom and they had sex. I wanted more detail than that. She asked, “Well what do you want to know? We just had sex.” I asked, “What positions did you use?” She said, “I don’t know. He was on top mostly. I was on top in the end.” I asked, “Was he hung?” She replied, “I guess. It wasn’t huge. It was average.” I asked, “Did he cum inside you?” She replied, “Yeah. Is that all right?” I nodded. She asked, “Does it bother you?” I replied, “No, I wanted him to cum in you.” She replied, “Good, cause he did. I hate condoms.” She paused and said, “He took forever. I was getting sore. I sucked his dick for a while because I was getting dry. I tried to get him to cum in my mouth so I could go to bed. I was so drunk, Jim.” I asked, “Then what happened?” She replied, “He asked me to get on top. He played with my boobs and he finally came.” I was blown away. My wife had done it with another guy. I suddenly remembered she said he did it this morning too. I asked her about it. She rolled her eyes. She told me she had woken up to him touching her in bed. She said, “He was playing with my boobs. I turned over and he stuck his penis between my legs and started humping me. I finally gave up.” I asked, “So you had sex again?” She looked and me in the mirror and said, “Yeah. He did. I laid there. My head hurt so badly. I waited for him to finish. He came in me and we sat there a while. I told him my head hurt and he rubbed my head. That actually felt good. He kept kissing my back. I finally asked him to give me a ride home."
I was so horny. She finished getting dressed and left. I jerked off several times thinking about our experience.
She saw him two more times on her own, but she found out that she really didn't like him and Christmas time rolled around. That's about it for that one.
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We decided to go out in December of last year to watch football at Hellen Backs. It’s a local bar and pizza place that opened in 2010. We sat at the bar and ordered pizza. She ordered a Captain Morgan and Ginger Ale and I drank beer. It was happy hour so we kept the drinks coming. She was having doubles and it didn't take long for her to get drunk. We started talking about who we thought were hot in the bar. There were two guys that she liked. At one point, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came back, she told me that one of the hot guy’s friends pointed to her and tapped his friend. They looked at her and she said she smiled back. I joked with her and said, “Well, if they come over here, you have to quickly introduce yourself and tell them that I’m your roommate.” She laughed and agreed. We kept on talking about people in the bar as we drank. Eventually the hot guys left. She was disappointed.
Suddenly while we were talking, she reached past me to a guy that had just walked up to the bar to my right, stuck out her hand, introduced herself, and tells him I’m her roommate. It took me a second to figure out what’s going on. The guy seemed nervous and confused. He glanced at me as he shook her hand and told her his name was Jeff. I’m sure he was expecting me to stand up and fight him. I stuck my hand out, introduced myself and confirmed I was her 'roommate'. He was still very cautious of me as my wife started talking to him. I tried to give him signals that I was not romantically involved with her. I stared at the television over the bar while my wife asked him questions. He began to relax and talk to her. I leaned back so they had a clear path to each other and he had a clear visual of my wife’s cleavage. He was a typical guy. He began talking to my wife as though I wasn’t there. I decided to give him a better chance so I stood up and offered him my barstool. I moved to the left side of Jen and sat down. He remained standing and explained that he and his buddy were shooting pool. He asked if we wanted to shoot with them. I caught him sneaking a glance at my wife’s breasts. She had worn a low cut shirt that allowed everyone to see her ‘girls’- as she always put it. She was wearing my favorite red bra from Victoria’s Secret which increased her breasts two bra sizes. I glanced over with my eyes and saw her cleavage spilling out. Her boobs looked enormous and she was putting them on display for him. I could see her red bra inside her shirt. My wife looked at me to see if I wanted to play and I said, “Sure, I’m in. Let me use the bathroom first.” He was still waiting to order. As I walked away, I felt so excited to leave my wife with him. I glanced back and saw him leaning on the bar as he talked to her. I had a rush of butterflies in my stomach.
I couldn't think straight while I was in the bathroom. My mind was racing, my heart was pounding, and my legs were shaking. I was torn between racing back out there to see what was going on and letting them have some time together to seal the deal.
When I came back, he was sitting on my stool. She was laughing at something he had said. They both glanced over at me when I approached them. I could tell that my wife was evaluating my facial expression to see if I was mad. I smiled at them and sat down to her left. She was facing him, so I just sat there and watched the Steelers while they talked. He was a very good looking guy. He was wearing a blue Florida Gators hat. He had black hair underneath. He was bigger than me in size, maybe 205 pounds, but the same height. I could tell he was very interested in my wife. I saw him smiling a lot at her. I felt a little bit of jealousy, but not bad. The bartender dropped off a pitcher of beer in front of him with some plastic cups. My wife turned to me and asked, "You ready to play, roomie?” She smiled at me so he couldn’t see. I smiled back. I could tell that she was very turned on.
We got up and joined them in the other room. He introduced his friend, Dan, and we started playing. Of course, my wife and Jeff were on a team. Every time she leaned over to shoot, her breasts hung beneath her. We could clearly see her red bra and big boobs. Whenever she bent over, I watched Jeff and Dan stare at her breasts and ass. He caught me watching him, so I smiled and he smiled back. The look he gave me confirmed he thought she was smokin’ hot.
They won the first game. My wife is very good at pool, but she played it up. When they won, she gave him an excited hug and pressed her boobs up against him. That was all he needed. After that, he had his hands all over her. He started by putting one hand on her back. As he got bolder, so did his hands. Whenever they weren’t shooting, they were in each other’s arms. I could tell that she was drunk. She had drunk three double Captain and Ginger Ales by that point. I couldn’t stop shaking from nervousness. It seemed like I was standing in a freezer. I decided to go buy another round to try and calm down. And I wanted to get my wife drunker too.
When I came back, I caught them kissing in the corner. My wife saw me walk in and silently mouthed, “I’m sorry.” She gave me a sorrowful smile. I smiled back and mouthed, “It’s okay.” She shrugged her shoulders. He turned around as I passed out drinks. After he took his drink, he wrapped his other arm around my wife’s waist. She leaned back into him. I started shaking uncontrollably again. I felt cold again. I kept stealing glances whenever Jeff wasn’t looking. My wife kept mouthing, “I’m sorry.” I motioned her to calm down. She was a veteran and had never apologized before, but that night she kept saying it.
She was so hot in his arms. Jeff’s arm was just below her breasts. I watched him kiss her neck from behind. She closed her eyes and lowered her head. It must have felt good to her. She moved her hair out of his way. He kissed her again as she tilted her head to the side. I watched him massage her left breast. I couldn’t believe how fast he moved in on her. I would have never been that confident. I felt butterflies in my stomach. My entire body was shaking. I tried leaning against the wall to calm myself. There were others in the area we were in and I felt uneasy at the display she was putting on. The other guy, Dan, had racked the balls so we played again.
Jeff broke and made two balls. Jen looked impressed. She gave him a high-five. He sunk one more ball and then it was Dan’s turn. Jeff rejoined my wife instantly. He was very clingy, but she was enjoying it. His friend Dan sucked at pool. I’m not sure that he ever made a ball the whole night. He kept telling me how good he was at darts. He wanted to quit playing pool, but his friend wanted to play in order to keep us around. Dan was a weird guy. They told us that they were friends since high school. Dan continued to complain the entire game.
Jen and Jeff won again. Jeff made the last shot. My wife gave him another high-five. She was so excited. Jeff leaned towards her and gave her a quick kiss. They paused as they looked at each other and then they kissed again a little longer. I watched as she gently placed her hand on his hip as they kissed. I could hear their lips smacking. Then she spun around, stared at me and said pointedly, “Rack em bitch.” She acted like an excited teenager. I knew she was enjoying herself.
She decided to go outside and smoke. Jeff asked to join her. He bummed a cigarette and admitted that he didn’t smoke. She handed him one and smiled. He took her hand as they walked out front. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was so excited.
After they left, Dan told me, “Man, she’s so fucking hot. How can you live with her and not want to fuck her brains out?” I replied, “I just think of her as my roommate.” He kept going on and on about her ass and tits. He was really drunk and obnoxious. Jeff and Jen came back inside and walked down the hallway to the bathrooms. It was surreal watching them together. They already looked like a couple. Dan made another comment about her tiny ass as she walked by.
We played a few more games. I watched Jeff pull my wife into his arms over and over. She sat on his lap a few times too. He kept kissing her while I was shooting. I saw them swapping tongue. The game was becoming secondary to them. I noticed that he liked to rub her back. I also saw him caressing her hand with his thumb. It made me so horny watching this. Jen must have mouthed fifteen ‘I’m sorry’s’ that night. I also overheard them making bets for massages. She bragged to us about how she had won a foot rub with lotion.
We ended up playing darts for Dan’s sake. Jen went off to smoke while we sat up the game and Dan ordered more drinks. Jeff asked me if I thought Jen was into him. I told him it looked that way. I expressed how drunk she was and how horny she was earlier. I told him that she was looking to get laid tonight and that’s why she introduced herself to him earlier at the bar. I told him he should take advantage of that. She walked back inside and I saw a new Jeff light up on a mission. He greeted her with a kiss when she joined us. I still couldn’t believe I was watching my wife kiss another man. They stayed close to each other and talked softly. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I walked away to use the bathroom. I looked back and stole another glance as I left. They were still talking.
Jen sat on Jeff’s lap most of the time during darts. We were in a back corner of the bar. They were to my right. After each turn, they would join up again. Jen would stand up and let Jeff sit down, and then she would sit on his lap. One time he jokingly sat on her lap. She took off his hat and wore it for a while. They were very playful together. I could tell that she liked him. Every time I looked over, they were either caressing each other or kissing. I jokingly told them to get a room. Dan chimed in with the same. Jeff laughed as he played Santa Claus and asked my wife what she wanted for Christmas. She told him, “Whatever pops up Santa.” He replied, “I got something for you little girl.” She told him, “I bet you do.” I watched her reach behind her back and grab his crotch. She grinded her crotch on his and then leaned back and kissed his cheek while she continued to work her hips back and forth on him. I watched him adjust his pants. Then they both got quiet. He put his hands on her rib cage. She leaned forward until her breasts were smashed against her thighs and wiggled her hips side to side on his crotch. He grabbed her by her hips and pulled her into him. I remember her fingers spread out on her shoes as she bounced her ass up and down on Jeff. Her pony tail fell over her left shoulder as she stared off into space. My wife was so drunk and horny at that point. I think she forgot there were other people in the bar. Jeff smiled at me and I smiled back- although I was getting worried about her display. Dan was busy shooting and missed the show, but some guys shooting pool watched the whole thing. One obnoxious guy yelled, “Buy that girl a drink.” Jen blushed and stopped her show. She looked at me with a sad face and mouth, “I’m sorry. I love you.” I got worried that Jeff would hear her. I mouthed back, “It’s okay. Have fun.” She smiled with a sad look. It was Jeff’s turn to shoot. She stood up and revealed his stiff jeans. My wife had given him a total hard on. He sat in his chair and we laughed at him. He delayed getting up even though she tried to pull him up.
We played three games. Dan and I ended up winning all three games. It was 11:30 by that point. She was hammered and wanted to smoke again. Jeff and Dan followed her out. I went to piss again. When I came out, I found Jeff and Dan at the bar. They told me Jen had gone to the bathroom. I sat down next to them. Jeff offered to buy me a drink. I told him that Jen was seriously drunk and probably didn’t need any more. He wanted to get her another round, but I told him she was good to go if he wanted to ask her to leave with him. He asked how we got there and I told him that I had driven. I encouraged him to take her home.
She walked around the corner and joined us. I watched Jeff go to work on my wife as he talked to her quietly. She glanced over at me and looked back at him. The bartender set our next round on the bar. Jen walked over to me and told me she was going to leave with him. I told her, “Go for it, Gorgeous.” She asked, “Are you okay by yourself?” I replied, “Definitely.” She looked at me with a sad look as though she felt sorry for me. I told her to call me if she needed a ride tomorrow. She replied, “Okay.” Jeff and Dan shook my hand and told me it was nice meeting me. I watched them all walk towards the door and leave. I can’t explain the emptiness I felt at that point. She never looked back. Jeff had taken my wife’s hand and opened the door for her. The door closed and I felt all alone. I stood up and asked the bartender to close out my bill. She gave me a strange look when she realized they had all left me. She asked what I wanted to do with the drinks. I told her she could give them away.
By the time I paid my bill and went outside, they were gone. My wife was nowhere to be found. I felt depressed. The ride had come to a stop so suddenly. I wanted to be with them so bad. I drove home wondering what she was up to at that point. The wait was the worst. The house was so quiet when I got home. I laid in bed, but couldn’t possibly fall asleep. My curiosity was killing me. I wanted to call her or something, but I knew better.
I woke up this morning with the same feelings. I wanted to know what happened. I checked my phone for any messages, but there were none. She had dropped off the face of the Earth. I got dressed and went to work, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I finally sent her a text message after lunch to ask how she was doing. I finally got a reply an hour later. Here is the transcript from my i-Phone:
Me: “You ok?”
Her: “Yeah.”
Me: “How’d it go”
Her: “Good I guess. Don’t remember much”
Me: “You were pretty drunk. LOL”
Her: “Yeah”
Me: “Get laid?”
Her: “Yes ;-)”
Me: “Nice!!!”
Me: “Did you enjoy it?”
Her: “Yeah. Kind of weird.”
Her: “It was weird this morning. I wanted to leave but he wanted to do it again. I just wanted to get out of there.”
Me: “How’d u get home?”
Her: “He drove me”
Me: “How’s your hangover?”
Her: “Ugg...”
Me: “Awe”
Her: “Got a little hicky on my neck. Hope you don’t mind…”
Me: “Nice!!! Can’t wait to see it.”
Her: “Going jogging. Talk to you later”
Me: “Ok. Love you.”
Her: “Me too”
I really lost all concentration after that. I stared at the clock until it finally struck 5pm. I practically ran to my truck. I raced through traffic as best as I could. I found her in the bathroom drying her hair. She told me that her friend Jackie had invited her out to dinner and a bar. I was bummed that she was leaving. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and asked her about last night. She told me that they dropped off Dan first and then went to Jeff’s apartment. She told me that he kept apologizing for his messy place. She said it got annoying. She said he wasn’t the best kisser in the world. She told me he kissed like a cow. It made me laugh. She said she was turned off by that. I asked her where they had sex. She replied, “In his bedroom.” I asked, “How’d it start?” She told me he took off her clothes as soon as they were inside. He stripped her naked by the front door. She said he kept sticking his tongue in her mouth in between taking off her clothes and it turned her off. She told me at that point, she regretted being there. He jerked her clothes off too, which sobered her up. He told her that he had wanted to do that all night long. She asked him, “What?” and he replied, “Take off your clothes.” He kept complimenting her on her breasts. She said it was kind of strange being naked in front of him with his clothes still on. She said he kept fondling her and looking at her breasts. She told me, “He pressed me against the door and started fingering me. He was doing a good job until he kissed me again with that tongue. He got my face all wet. It was disgusting. I finally pushed him away.” She told me it got awkward for a bit so she undressed him by the couch. She said he took her to the bedroom and they had sex. I wanted more detail than that. She asked, “Well what do you want to know? We just had sex.” I asked, “What positions did you use?” She said, “I don’t know. He was on top mostly. I was on top in the end.” I asked, “Was he hung?” She replied, “I guess. It wasn’t huge. It was average.” I asked, “Did he cum inside you?” She replied, “Yeah. Is that all right?” I nodded. She asked, “Does it bother you?” I replied, “No, I wanted him to cum in you.” She replied, “Good, cause he did. I hate condoms.” She paused and said, “He took forever. I was getting sore. I sucked his dick for a while because I was getting dry. I tried to get him to cum in my mouth so I could go to bed. I was so drunk, Jim.” I asked, “Then what happened?” She replied, “He asked me to get on top. He played with my boobs and he finally came.” I was blown away. My wife had done it with another guy. I suddenly remembered she said he did it this morning too. I asked her about it. She rolled her eyes. She told me she had woken up to him touching her in bed. She said, “He was playing with my boobs. I turned over and he stuck his penis between my legs and started humping me. I finally gave up.” I asked, “So you had sex again?” She looked and me in the mirror and said, “Yeah. He did. I laid there. My head hurt so badly. I waited for him to finish. He came in me and we sat there a while. I told him my head hurt and he rubbed my head. That actually felt good. He kept kissing my back. I finally asked him to give me a ride home."
I was so horny. She finished getting dressed and left. I jerked off several times thinking about our experience.
She saw him two more times on her own, but she found out that she really didn't like him and Christmas time rolled around. That's about it for that one.
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