I slowly lowered my phone, and the call ended. My wife Rebecca, through angry tears, has just told me she knows. Knows all about my affair with my secretary. I have no idea how she found out, but that is not essential right now, she says she has known for weeks, but just came to a decision today on what she wanted to do, and how to confront me.

I’m not sure how I feel at the moment. Relieved that the secret is out, ashamed a bit, sad? Am I ready to end our almost 20-year marriage? Do I love my admin? No, not really. Rebecca asked if I wanted to get divorced or stay together, without thinking, I said I wanted to stay together and work this out. I think that’s what I want. Isn’t it? Do I love Rebecca, do I want to stay with her?

She said there were two requirements for us to stay together. “You have to end the affair, and I need to get even.”

She told me to not come home until after 9 pm, and when I did, to come up to our bedroom for our talk. She needed time to think, and she said I needed time to decide.

When I got home, there was a strange car in my driveway. Thinking Rebecca had brought over a friend to talk to, I slipped into the house and went straight to our bedroom assuming she would be up when she was done. It was dark in the hallway, and I could barely see anything. As I made my way down the hall to our bedroom. I could see a light was on under our door, and I heard voices. That was not a woman’s voice, and certainly not my wife’s. I pushed open the door, and I was greeted by a man and my wife.

“Jeff, I would like you to meet my new friend, Mike. He and I have been chatting at the gym these past couple of weeks, and I thought he could help me with our situation. Now before you get angry, remember what you’ve done, and what I told you. If you want any chance to stay together, I need to get closure, and that means getting even. Mike has agreed to help with that”

I stood there in stunned silence, looking at my wife, in the lingerie that I bought for her last Christmas, as she stood holding the hand of the biggest man I have ever seen. Rebecca and I have been married for almost 20 years, she is a fitness fanatic, so has stayed in better shape than most women 10 years younger than her. She decided to have her breasts enhanced about 10 years ago to a full, natural looking C cup, so yes, she looks great. We don’t look like we are in our 20s by any means, but she has aged exceptionally well and is a very attractive woman. It was never her looks that drove me to an affair with my admin. It just sort of happened, boredom maybe. Mid-life crisis, I don’t know, but now looking at her this way is making me find out what I have to lose.

My eyes slide down her toned arm to the hand she is holding and up the enormous arm of the man next to her. Mike was easily 6’5″, and well over 250 lbs. He looked mid-forties, and not fat. He was in really good shape from what I could see. He had a large, imposing presence, and I felt small standing next to him. His arm stretched across the doorway, blocking me from entering.

“Jeff, Rebecca has explained your affair with your secretary and asked me to be a safe outlet for her rage. If this is going to be a problem, that’s between you two.”

“It’s not going to be a problem is it Jeff? ” said my wife. “if you want to get back together again, that is”.

I was too stunned to respond, I didn’t know what she had planned. I had a feeling it was something big, but I had no idea how big. “Do you want me to leave?” I finally asked.

“Of course not. That wouldn’t give me payback for what you’ve done. For the past few weeks, I’ve had to imagine you fucking her every day, and I think that’s worse than anything I could do to you. This is the way I plan to get parity with your indiscretion, and closure for me. I put a chair in the corner, go sit there until I tell you otherwise”, she said.

Mike removed his arm from the door frame and allowed me to enter. I did as she instructed, and sat in the chair in the corner facing our bed. Rebecca had spent some time on the room, lighting candles, changing the sheets, and fluffing the pillows. The sort of thing we used to do to set the mood for an evening of sex, but it was more than we had done for each other in years. My worry about what was gonna happen grew. In the back of my mind, a little voice was whispering what was gonna happen, but I didn’t want to believe it.

‘Now, Jeff. My payback is you are gonna sit there, and watch Mike and I have sex, no, you are gonna watch us fuck, so you can see and feel what it is like to learn your spouse has been enjoying someone else. If you get out of the chair, do anything to stop us, or take your eyes off us at any time, you and I are over, do you find out?” she stated. I nodded, still trying to process what she had just told me. “This is your last chance. After this minute, there is no turning back. You can call this all off, and we will divorce, or you can sit there and watch Mike and I enjoy each other. Which is it?” my wife asked. “And no simple yes or no, I want you to be specific so there is no misunderstanding”. She stated flatly.

My heart skipped a beat, “I’ll watch, and do what you tell me. I want us to stay together” I said, barely whispering the words. It wasn’t until the last few minutes, seeing her this way, seeing her with another man like this, that I truly realized how much I loved my wife, and what I would lose. I wanted to do anything to keep us together. Why does it have to get this bad before we realize what matters?

Mike smiled, and I couldn’t help but notice the outline of his cock growing in his jeans. Rebecca turned to him, stood on her toes, and kissed him full on the lips. Turning her head back toward me, she said “Remember, this is what you want. This is your doing, I’m just getting my fair share”. Mike pulled away from her embrace and looked me in the eyes. “Are you ready, Jeff?”. I nodded, as he continued, “Good. Now I am going to fuck your wife, and you will watch me do it.”

Now the dread of what was gonna happen, and the flash of jealousy and outrage flooded my thoughts.

Mike reached over and gently ran his fingers over my wife’s left breast, slightly tweaking her nipple through the sheer black fabric. Rebecca let out a small moan of pleasure, as she arched her back a little to push it into his hand. He slowly traced his way down her belly, over her sheer black panties, grazing across her mound before pulling away. Something didn’t look right, as he slowly placed his hand into her panties and began to lightly rub her pussy. He rubbed one of his thick fingers on what I assumed was the folds of her pussy. As she moaned and pushed her mound into his hand for more, he withdrew and reached for the waistband of her panties, pulling them down in one swift move. She was shaved bare! That was what I was missing, she had never done that for me in our twenty years together, and here she was, totally bare and dripping wet for another man. I could almost smell her from across the room.

My wife reached behind her back and undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her gorgeous breasts were free, with her pink nipples hard as rocks. Seeing her naked in front of another man made me both aroused and deeply aware of how much I missed her. The view as an observer was different from a participant, the candlelight on her toned slim body, her gorgeous tan lined breasts, great ass, flat stomach, and puffy pussy lips made me appreciate her body in a completely different way. I wanted her so badly, yet I knew she would never choose me over Mike. Not at this moment, and maybe not ever again.

“Mike, this is the first time I have been naked in front of a man besides my husband in more than 20 years, I hope I’m not a disappointment” she whispered loud enough for me to hear.

“You look amazing. Any twenty-year-old can look good naked, but you’ve put a lot of effort and hard work into your body. I’ve watched you at the gym, and it shows. That is the definition of sexy to me. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t value you as much as he should” Mike expressed, looking directly at me.

Mike’s words about how hard she worked to look like this hit me hard. I had neglected to find out how much effort she put in, taking it for granted.

“But, I d…” I started, “Shut. Up.” they both said in unison, “You don’t talk unless we ask you a question, do you understand?” voiced my wife as I nodded. “This is my time, for me, not for you to tell me things that are obviously not true. If I want your opinion, I will ask. Another outburst and this is over, and so are we”, she said forcefully.

“Since I’m naked, and you’ll be the first new naked man I have seen in a long time, I want to look at every inch of you,” she said with a wink. She turned back to Mike and gripped his shirt, slowly pulled it over his torso and head, standing on her toes with her arms stretched tall to get it all the way off. The sight of her arched back, legs slightly parted, and the light from a candle lightly illuminating the gap between her thighs was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen.

My eyes snapped back up to my rival, Mike definitely worked out. The dude was ripped. I’m no slob, but my work schedule doesn’t allow me the time to look like that, at least that is what I tell myself. Maybe I have been slacking off, perhaps Rebecca was getting bored and uninterested in my body, and how I looked. From the hungry look in her eyes, she was not bored with what she was seeing in front of her. She continued her exploration down his body, unbuckling his belt, and slowly pulling his pants off of each leg.

Great, I wondered. His dick was enormous and standing at attention in his form-fitting boxers. Rebecca took a small step back to admire his well-built frame and the bulging outline of his cock. “Wow, the gym gossip was true,” she said with a sly grin. She slowly ran her fingers along his waistband from the side to where the trail of hair from his belly button disappeared, and tugged his boxers out and down, revealing the largest cock I have seen in person. It was porn star big. I never believed the stories you read about huge 10” cocks or the video trickery they use in porn. They are like unicorns in real life, but this guy’s dick looked unnaturally large and thick. I have no idea how long or thick it really was, but right now it looks bigger than any I have ever seen. From my vantage point, it looked like the size of my wife’s forearm. Suddenly I felt a flash of insecurity. Rebecca had at all times told me I was a ‘good size’ when I seemed insecure, but this was a whole new level. I was jealous of this massive cock, and I don’t even know why. Rebecca stepped forward and took his cock in her hands, stacking them on top of each other to almost cover his length, unable to wrap her fingers all the way around the shaft, stroking it gently at first, and then harder as she saw his balls tighten.

“Mike, you have the biggest cock I have ever seen or felt. It’s amazing. Hard, velvety, and huge, all at the same time” said my wife. She started stroking slowly, moving the skin up over the head slightly before pulling it back down. “Oooh, my first uncut cock also. Since this is the first one besides my husband’s I have seen in over 20 years, I want to get a closer look”, she said as she sank to her knees in front of Mike. Her face was inches away from his massive dick. “God, it’s magnificent. I never thought it would matter to me, but this is so exciting. It’s like a new toy. Mike, you are going to have to be gentle with me. I’ve never had something this size before, so you will need to take it slow at first.”

“Don’t worry kitten, I have plenty of practice helping women accommodate my size. From now on, you will always think of me, our time together, and how my dick makes you feel. I’m who you will picture when you masturbate, when you fuck your husband, and in your dreams” Mike said with a knowing smile as he looked her in the eyes. His confidence and words seemed to make her inhibitions melt away.

Rebecca took her eyes off of his manhood, and looked over her shoulder at me, “Jeff, I can’t wait to feel this huge dick inside me, I’ve never wanted something so badly in my life. How does that feel, to know your wife lusts for another man so deeply she is dripping wet in anticipation? Is this how you feel with what’s her name?”.

I had no reply. Sex with my admin was good, but, no, I had never been as turned on as my wife seems to be right now. My shame, anger, and insecurity, all swirled around in my head, neatly wrapped by a feeling of betrayal by my wife. I was the one who betrayed her first though, are these the feelings she has been dealing with for weeks since she apparently found out? I guess it’s unfair of me to feel that way now, but I couldn’t shake the feelings, couldn’t bear to watch what was happening, gonna happen, and more ashamedly couldn’t take my eyes off of her with that dick in her hands, an experience I couldn’t give her. I felt inadequate on so many levels. I wanted to make it up to her so badly. I wanted the affair to never have happened, I wanted her back, wanted her to lust after me like that, wanted to be enough for her. I would do anything at this point to get her back.

Her eyes drifted lower to my lap and said “Well, it looks like this is turning you on more than I expected. Are you getting hard watching your wife stroke another man’s cock?” Red-faced and ashamed at my body’s betrayal, I nodded, and she smiled wickedly.

“That’s what I thought,” she whispered

“Since you seem to be enjoying this, do you want to see me suck Mike’s massive dick?” I nodded, and she turned back to face him, her mouth at dick level, took his balls gently in her hand, and guided his cock to her mouth. She slowly licked from the base to the tip, while cupping his large balls in her hand. She turned Mike around slightly so she could look me in the eye as she slowly slid his length into her mouth. She slowly worked her mouth over the large head, and put a few inches in her mouth, before choking a bit and backing off. Eyes watering, she said “I am excited and a bit scared by how large you are. Damn, it feels good in my mouth. I’m not sure how much more I can suck in, but I will make it feel good for you Mike.” She let her accumulated spit slide down his shaft before wrapping her hand around the base, using her spit as lube to stroke him while she placed him back in her mouth. The only sounds now were the slurping and suction coming from her mouth on his enormous pole. Her eyes shifted from looking at me to Mike with every few strokes.

I was mesmerized by what I was seeing, his massive cock being stroked and sucked by my wife. Blowjobs were never really her thing, at least not with me. She was working his dick like her life depended on it. She was so turned on, I could see a strand of grool dripping from her pussy to the floor. I could see her hand drift to her pussy and stay rubbing her clit. The show and raw lust of my wife were beginning to overtake my feelings of anger and betrayal. My dick started to throb, it was harder than I could ever remember, and I couldn’t help but begin rubbing it through my pants.

Mike’s voice broke the sounds my wife was making on his cock, “‘Rebecca I think we should let your husband take his dick? I’m curious to see what you are used to. Maybe let him stroke it a little to see what he’s missing?” My wife nodded, and she pulled his cock out of her mouth, and let it slap against his stomach. “Yes, take out your penis Jeff, and show us. I’ll only call your’s a penis from now on. After seeing and holding Mike, this is my new meaning for a Cock, you’re not small, so don’t get all hung up and bitchy, but this is something special, an experience I will remember for the rest of my life. Mike’s right, I will be thinking of this massive cock every time I play with myself, every time I fuck, every sexy dream I ever have. Mike and his dick are something special to me. How does that make you feel my husband? Does your admin have something special? A flat stomach, perky tits, tight pussy? Something to have made it worthwhile? Explainable even?” She didn’t wait for an answer, and I don’t think wanted one.

To be honest, there was nothing remarkable about my admin, she was cute, young, but nothing she had was as special as what my wife was experiencing.

She grabbed the base of his cock, and guided it back into her mouth, taking it in as far as she could. She was sucking him with an intensity she had never shown to me.

I did what I was told, and took off my clothes, dropping them into a heap on the floor. My dick was so hard, it was almost painful. I am so confused, what was going on in my head? Was seeing my wife with another man actually exciting for me? Why was I so turned on? I wanted her back so badly but was so turned on seeing her pleasure another man, in methods she never had with me. The divide between my confusion, anger, hurt, and my erection was too much, as my legs gave out, I sat back down in the chair with a thud.

“Not as bad as I would have expected”, said Mike as he eyed my manhood. “At least you have not been suffering all these years. But tonight you will see what a big dick feels like” My wife looking him in the eyes smiled, and I felt my balls tighten.

I was so horny I could barely stand it, the precum drooled down my shaft. My hand went to my dick, and wrapped around it, stoking it mindlessly as I watched my wife pleasure Mike, I could hear him moan, and the sloppy noises from her mouth. My hand sped up, and I was getting close to shooting my load all over my stomach, and it must have shown on my face. Rebecca said, “You’re not allowed to cum, at least not until I say so, if I ever do. “Tonight I am in charge. I will decide when and where you cum, and how you cum. So stop touching your dick right now and watch me take as much of Mike’s dick in my mouth as I can. Do you find out what I am telling you?”

“Yes, baby. I will do whatever you want me to do.” I replied, removing my hand from my dick.

“Don’t call me baby!, not tonight, and maybe not ever again, tonight that’s what I will be calling Mike. You don’t deserve a pet name. Now, since you didn’t care about my feelings while you screwed your admin, I shouldn’t care about yours…but I think it might be sweeter for my revenge to make sure you find out everything I am gonna do to Mike tonight, things I have never done with you, and most likely will not be doing with you ever. So, my husband, do you want me to suck Mike’s cock and let him cum in my mouth?

“Answer me!”. she said, staring straight into my eyes.

“Y..yes”, I stammered

With this ‘permission,’ my wife slowly began to engulf his massive cock, letting spit slide down the shaft to lubricate her hands as they slid up and down the shaft while her mouth swallowed his massive cock head. I watched in amazement as she took more and more of his cock, and finally took almost half of his length. He groaned in pleasure as she cupped his balls with one hand, stoked his shaft with another, and slid her mouth up and down. Mike gently placed his hands on my wife’s head, guiding her rhythm and depth. Her hand was back at her clit, two fingers pulling it aside as her middle finger rubbed her clit. She purposely angled herself so I had a clear view not only of her sloppy sucking but of her bare, gaping, dripping pussy. Her hand sped up even more, until she quickly pulled her hand away from her pussy, sliding her mouth off of Mike’s dick, she said gasping. “Sucking your cock turns me on so much, I am so close to cumming right now. I want to wait for you, Mike. Please cum in my mouth, I want it so badly, more than I have ever wanted cum before in my life, give it to me, give me all of it” Rebecca returned to her work on his cock, now using both hands to pump his shaft, as her mouth returned to engulf his head.

She had never begged me to cum in her mouth in all of our time together. My confusion deepened. This is a side of my wife I had never seen. I was jealous, I was angry. I was so horny. I didn’t know what to think. I decided I wanted to do whatever I could to get her to think of me that way. To want me as much as she did him. God I love her.

There it is, wow, I said it, for real, at least in my head. My brain has decided, I will do whatever it takes to fight for her, to keep her my wife, to get her to want me again. I felt like I had decided what I needed to do, but I also felt pathetic.

Mike broke my reverie, “Jeff, I think I get to lay a few ground rules tonight too. Your beautiful wife has been slaving away at home to provide a clean, beautiful, comfortable home for you, while you were out fucking your whore of a secretary. So, I don’t think it would be fair for her to have to clean up the mess we make tonight, do you?” said Mike.

“uh, no, I guess not.” I mumbled. “I can clean the bedroom after you’re done, I guess.”

Mike gave a deep laugh, “While that’s what you will be doing later, that’s not what I had in mind. You will clean up any mess tonight that Rebecca does not want to take care of herself, do you understand?”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Rebecca, will decide, won’t you?”
“Mmmmhmmm” she mumbled around the girth of his cock, now looking at me in the eyes again. Her gaze took on a sinister appearance. A look that said I was not done with her revenge, her ‘getting even’.

With this contract agreed upon, at least by them, Mike relaxed back into the rhythm of my wife’s mouth. It wasn’t long before Mike began to thrust against Rebecca’s mouth, as he pulled her head deeper onto his cock. His tempo increased, Rebecca shifted her glance to Mike’s face, looking for the telltale signs. Her pace increased, and she pulled her mouth back slightly, sucking on his head, swirling her tongue around the edges. Her hands sped up on his shaft. More and more saliva leaked from the corners of her mouth, coating his enormous dick, lubing her hands. Mike began to arch his back and thrust into her mouth. My wife took one hand off his dick and placed it cupping his balls as support to keep him from burying his length into her throat. She was keeping just the head in her mouth while she furiously stroked the shaft. He wanted to bury his dick in her throat, his animal instincts taking over, but she held him back slightly. I could only imagine she wanted to feel his load fill her mouth, and not be caught by surprise and have him shoot down her throat. He began to grunt with every thrust.

“Oh my God, he is going to cum!” I wondered as his body jerked and spasmed, and his cock swelled inside my wife’s mouth. Oh fuck, he is gonna shoot his load! Oh God, he is gonna shoot his load in my wife’s mouth! I screamed inside my head. I couldn’t take my eyes off her effort. His massive cock being pumped into her waiting mouth. Rebecca seemed conflicted with who she wanted to make eye contact with, me as I watched, mouth hanging open, dick erect and oozing with precum, or the man she was sucking off. Mike made the decision for her, grunting out “I’m close. I’m going to fill your wife’s mouth with my load while you watch. Tell me you want me to shoot it in her mouth. She needs to hear it, Now!”

I was speechless, and Mike bellowed “Now!”, I found my voice and ashamed said, “please cum in my wife’s mouth, that’s what she wants, so that’s what I want”. “Good” grunted Mike as he gave a final push and looked down at her on her knees. My wife’s hungry gaze flicked from my words back to watch Mike’s face.

Rebecca stopped moving her head on his cock, resting her mouth over the top of his massive glans, which stretched her gorgeous lips into a thin line, while she stroked the slippery shaft with both hands. With one long grunt, Mike shot his load into her mouth, she pulled back slightly to give me a view of rope after rope of thick white cum spurting into her waiting mouth. The whole time she was staring straight into my eyes. It felt like an eternity watching another man cum into my eager wife. As Mike finished his last spurt, she gave his cock a last lick across the tip, collecting the last drop of cum beading there. She didn’t swallow, as I knew she wouldn’t. I know her too well, Rebecca hates the taste of cum. It makes her sick to even think about swallowing. In all of our years together, when she did give me a blowjob, she would either pull away at the last minute, letting my sperm fall on the floor, or she would collect it in her mouth if I didn’t warn her, rushing to the bathroom to spit and rinse, even though I tried to shame her into swallowing.

She slowly stood up, maintaining eye contact with me, and gave his cock a final soft stroke. See, I still did know some of her habits, she was gonna go to the bath and spit it out, not even Mike was worth her to swallow. This felt like a small victory in my head, like we were suddenly keeping score, but she walked over to me instead, her mouth open and filled with a pool of white sperm for me to see. There was so much, it filled her open mouth to the edge of her lips, with a small amount dribbling down from the left corner. She wanted me to see the evidence of how much Mike enjoyed her effort.

She closed her mouth, leaned over and put her hand on my mouth, pulled it open, and kissed me full on the lips, although it was less of a kiss, and more of a transaction. I could sense no passion in it. Shocked, I could feel her tongue pushing his hot load into my mouth from hers. I started to choke and gag, but she kept pushing it further and further into my mouth, my mouth quickly filled with the slimy substance until I couldn’t move my tongue anymore. She then began to swirl her tongue through the deep pool of cum in my mouth. She did this for about 10 seconds which felt like an eternity, long enough for me to feel the warmth, saltiness, and gooey texture of his cum in my mouth, and then she broke our kiss, took her other hand, and closed my jaw tightly. “I don’t want to clean that up, so swallow it”, She whispered into my ear with a malicious glint in her eyes.

I felt the warm liquid slide to the back of my throat as she tilted my head back, and I couldn’t move my tongue anymore. I struggled against her demands. Swallow his cum! NO! I’m not gay. It’s disgusting, the taste, texture, idea, are all too much for me. My brain froze. My stomach churned, Rebecca smiled wickedly as she saw me struggle. She clamped her hand tighter over my mouth and pinched my nose closed while she whispered again in my ear “You either swallow his cum, every last drop, and do everything else I tell you tonight, or we are through. Your choice. But either way, you will be swallowing this load now, as payback for spending my birthday with that bitch.” My eyes watered, and my sight started to dim. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t hold out any longer. The taste was overpowering, I gave in finally, and swallowed his massive load. As she unlocked my jaw, allowing me to breathe again, she said out loud for us all to hear, “Such a good little cuckold, swallowing my new man’s cum.” She took a step back while I gasped for air, the raw taste of his seed lingering on my tongue. I felt sick, defeated, and horrifyingly turned on. What was happening to me, why would I feel so hard after swallowing another man’s sperm, from my wife’s mouth? Another wondered chased through my brain, “I decided to do whatever it took to satisfy her need for revenge, and I did that. It was more than I imagined, but it was done. I could get her back now. I could put this behind me and never think of it again.”

“How was it?” asked Mike. “I wondered it would be your gorgeous wife swallowing my load, so I ate lots of pineapple today. I didn’t know it would be wasted on you, but I’m not going to lie, it was hot watching you swallow my load.”

“Oh, it was not wasted,” said my wife. “Look at his penis, it’s harder than ever, and leaking as much precum as he usually produces in a load.”

Continueed in Part 2…

NSFW: yes