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Two weeks ago I discovered my husband Jim was having an affair with a younger woman. I had no reason to suspect him and hadn’t been looking. Instead, he accidentally left his phone unlocked on the counter when a message came through. I normally wouldn’t think anything about it, but as I picked it up to take it to him, I saw the messages app was open and he had received a rather erotic image.

My first wondered was one of his friends had sent him something inappropriate, guys will be guys after all. But curiosity got me and I took a closer look. This affair had been going on for months.

I don’t blame her, reading through the messages she had no idea that he was married with two children and a loving wife at home.

I locked the phone and set it back on the counter, then found somewhere else I needed to be for a while. I was of course devastated, 13 years of marriage, of being his loyal wife, raising his children, keeping his house clean, his laundry pressed, and hot meals in his belly.

This was a Saturday, so I found myself pacing the local mall, trying to reconcile the thoughts in my head. I had at all times told myself I would never tolerate a cheater, and I decided I wasn’t gonna do it now. If he had a issue with our marriage, he sure as hell could have come to me about it first.

I did my best to act ordinary Saturday evening and through Sunday. Come Monday morning I reached out to divorce attorneys and found one to take my case. Much to my dismay, my state doesn’t have at-fault divorces, and the best I could hope for was two years of alimony and a fixed amount of child support.

My attorney advised me not to do anything rash like destroying property, taking money from the bank profile, etc. But at this point, it didn’t matter if he was cheating, I was cheating, or we just didn’t like each other anymore.

So I pondered how to repay the man who had taken so many of my good years, who betrayed my trust and devotion over a cute blond with a flat ass. Then it came to me.

The 3rd Friday of the month was approaching, the night of his monthly guy’s poker night. That fateful Friday is where I am gonna begin my story.

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“Hey Babe, I’m Home,” Jim announced as he entered the door around four thirty in the afternoon, just arriving from work. I knew being poker night, he wouldn’t be late with yet another “late night project deadline” that I now realized had been code for “Out screwing another woman.”

“Hey, glad your home on time. I’ve got a surprise for you today.” I said as he walked into the living room.

“Oh, what might that be?” he said, his interest piqued.

“Why don’t you go upstairs and get comfy, I will be up in a few minutes after I finish making these dips for your poker night.” I teased.

“Oh, sounds naughty.” He said with a grin. “Are the kids home?” he asked.

“No, I took them over to my mom’s earlier; they are going to spend the weekend there so we can have some alone time,” I said.

With that, he went upstairs and I followed him a few minutes later. When I entered our bedroom, I found him sitting on the bed facing the door wearing only his boxers. “Perfect,” I wondered to myself.

I did my best to act sexy, giving him a grin, caressing my body over my clothes in a sexy manner, and slowly sauntering toward him.

When I reached him I flirtatiously pretended I was gonna give him a lap dance. As I did so, I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall from my shoulders revealing a new black vinyl bra I was wearing.

“Well hot damn Steph, what’s gotten into you today?” he asked, his hands finding my hips as I slowly danced in front of him.

“Oh, I’m hoping you’re going to be getting into me,” I said back as in as flirtatious a tone as I could muster.

Then I took his hands from my hips and led him toward an armchair in our room. Normally it sat in the corner by the window, but today I had repositioned it so is sat near the bed, with a perfect view of the TV.

I sat him down into the chair, and then straddled his lap, grinding myself against him a bit as I continued my best attempt at being an erotic dancer, rubbing my hands up and down my body, pressing my bra covered breast into his face.

When I was satisfied I had one-hundred-percent of his attention, I stood up, and blew him a kiss. Now you be a good boy for mommy and I am gonna go change into something more comfy I said.

I proceeded to the en suite and closed the door. There I removed my jeans, revealing the black vinyl panties I was already wearing. I then reached under my sink, finding a bag hidden in the back. I took out a black vinyl garter set and black lacy thigh highs and put them on. In the bag was also a set of wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, a ball gag, and a small leather flog.

Ready as I was gonna get for this part of my plan, I sauntered out of the bathroom, doing my best dominatrix walk. One heal directly in front of the other, gently slapping the flog against my hand.

“Now I heard daddy has been a very naughty boy, and he needs Mistress Stephanie to punish him tonight.” I said.

“God Damn Steph, that’s fucking hot.” He said, his jaw hung slack, nearly drooling on himself.

I flogged his leg gently, “That’s Mistress” to you. I said trying to sound commanding.

I had the cuffs around my neck, and the gag strap tucked into the side of my panties. Walking behind him I took one hand from the arm rest and placed the cuff around his wrist. I then ran the chain under the chair and between the legs before attaching it to his other wrist.

“Now since you have been a very naughty boy, Mistress Stephanie is going to have to punish you.” I whispered into his ear before walking in front of him. Looking into his eyes, I could see he was starting to get a little worried about this completely unexpected and never before experienced behavior of mine. So I reassured him that all was well by taking hold of his cock and leaning over him to get my breast near his face.

“Can you think of some ways I should punish you?” I said.

“You could keep doing that with your hand, that is a good punishment” he said as I gently stroked his dick.

I released him and knelt before him, grabbing the hem of his boxers and pulling them down to his ankles. His erect cock stood before my face.

“Oh what is this? More evidence you are a very naughty boy and need some punishment?” I questioned.

“Oh yes, very naughty, please punish me.” He responded.

I took the ankle cuffs off my shoulders and fastened one leg, then I reached the chair under the chair and wrapped it around the chain from the wrist cuffs before fastening the other leg. I checked the chain and cuffs and was satisfied he would be unable to free himself from the chair.

I stood back up and ran my hand across his chest as I walked behind him where I removed the ball gag from its place dangling from my panties.

“Now, just one more piece is needed before I can punish you properly,” I said. Then reached around him to position the gag in his mouth. I then ensured it was buckled tightly and walked back in front of him. I picked up the flog from the floor where I had set it to free my hands and stood before him.

Without warning, I flogged his groin as hard as I could. He screamed as loud as he could, but the ball gag kept him from screaming too loudly.

“Good, now I am certain you won’t be heard,” I said.

“You see dear husband. I have recently learned that you have been a lying, no good, son of a bitch, cheating bastard.” I said looking squarely in his watering eyes.

“Thirteen years sacrificed for you. I gave you two children. I took care of you. And you repay me by fucking Amber” I shouted.

“Well guess what you ungrateful piece of shit! Tomorrow you are getting divorce papers. But seeing as I have to distribute everything fifty-fifty with a piece of trash like you, I’ve decided you have to distribute fifty-fifty too. I said pacing around him.

I walked over to his nightstand and found the TV remote. Then I turned on the TV and set it to the input for the security cameras. I switched it so he would have a full-screen view of the camera that was in the living room.

I then took out my phone and stood in front of him. I typed out a message and pressed send. “So I told your married friends that you aren’t feeling well tonight and must cancel. I am sure they will be disappointed.” I said, looking at him with an evil grin.

“However, that leaves Tom, Jason, and Jerome still coming,” I said. “Since you have cheated on me, and I still have to distribute everything with you, I’ve decided that means you will have to distribute me with your friends. In fact, you will have a perfect view from this TV while I distribute myself with all three of them tonight.

He tried and tried to free himself from his bonds, and he was certainly trying to yell something at me. Try as he might though, he would not be getting free. Tears started to roll down his cheeks.

“Now, Now, don’t knock yourself over dear, you will ruin your view,” I said in a mocking tone.

I then walked back to the bathroom and emerged in my thick bathrobe.

“You be a good boy and sit there and watch, when I am done, I will send your friends up here to free you,” I said, walking out the door.

I made my way to the living room and sat to wait for his friend’s arrival. It would be thirty minutes or so until they arrived. With the master bedroom directly above the living room, I could hear him struggling to get loose for a while. Thankfully the noise had subsided before anyone arrived.

The three friends arrived a few minutes aside, having different paths to take from work or home. As they arrived, I ushered each to the living room and told them Jim would be down shortly.

They made themselves comfortable, enjoyed the dips I had made, and chatted about who would beat whom. Jerome and Jason had been the first to arrive, and when Tom arrived, I dismissed myself to go collect Jim.

I walked up the stairs and out of view. I then let the robe drop to the floor; and took a deep breath. I had never been a cheater and certainly didn’t condone cheating. I wondered long and hard about what I was about to do, but in the end, I decided there would be no other fitting punishment than making Jim feel the pain I had to endure when I learned he was cheating. Taking a deep breath, I walked down the stairs.

Jerome was the first to see me as I descended. “Holy shit Stephanie,” he said. My five foot eight light-skinned body wrapped in vinyl lingerie had to be one hell of a sight.

Tom looked up from the table where he was snacking and saw me just after Jerome’s opinion. “Um, Steph, you might want to put something on.” He said slack-jawed.

Jason saw me after the other two, and said nothing, but did turn away, as though he knew he shouldn’t be seeing me like this.,

I proceeded to the living room and stood in front of the couch. “Would you guys be so kind as to please join me on the couch?” I asked. They each looked at each other, clearly perplexed by my behavior. After a few glances at each other, they complied and came to sit on the couch.

“So Jim and I have been experimenting in the bedroom a little, and Jim has discovered that he likes to watch me with other men. Something about it turns him into a raging animal in bed.” I lied as I looked across the three.

“We have decided that tonight, we would like to step up the game a bit, and he wants to watch me give myself to all three of you,” I said.

They looked around and Jason said “Well where is he?” clearly dubious of my statements.

I pointed up to the camera in the corner, covering the living room with a perfect view of the couch.

Jim took that moment to stomp his foot on the floor a bit. “See, that’s him letting you know it’s ok,” I said. “See he likes to watch, but he doesn’t want to be in the room, he thinks it makes me nervous and takes away from the experience.” I furthered my lie.

I pulled the coffee table towards the wall, giving more room between it and the couch, then knelt down in front of Tom. He was seated in the middle with Jerome on his left and Jason on his right. I looked at each of them giving them my best sultry look. Then I placed a hand on Jerome and Jason’s knees while scooting myself directly before Tom.

Rubbing their legs and looking directly at Tom. “If any of you are uncomfortable with this idea, you’re welcome to leave. Otherwise, there are a couple of ground rules to go over.” I said, giving each of them a look when I finished.

They all looked at each other, but none of them got up. I moved my hands up Jason and Jerome’s legs, caressing their inner thighs, and rubbed my breast against Tom’s lap.

When I had given them sufficient time to object I said “Here are the rules: If you have any diseases, tell me now, and I have some condoms you can wear. Otherwise, I have my tubes tied, and I most certainly want you to fill me with your seed. The last rule is nothing that will leave a mark. You can fuck me any way you want, you just can’t leave any marks.” I said, giving each of them a stern look.

They each in turn gave their accent and declared they were disease free.

“Very well, then I am about to rock your worlds,” I said.

Knowing I would need to make the first move, I pulled my hands to Tom’s lap and reached up to unbuckle his pants and free his already stiffening cock. He wasn’t particularly long, maybe six inches, and average width. I gave it a couple of strokes and then looked at the other two. “Well guys, what are you waiting for, another invitation?” I asked.

They got the clue and quickly found their way out of their pants and undergarments. While they did that, I leaned over Tom’s lap and took him gently into my mouth.

At this moment, I had a few dozen second thoughts. I knew this was crossing a line I swore I would never cross. Something inside me, though, filled with rage, and the need to know Jim would suffer for what he did to me overrode those feelings.

I took more of Tom’s member into my mouth and he exclaimed “Holy fuck Steph!”, his hands found my head.

I sucked him firmly and bobbed my head slowly on his quickly hardening shaft. Then I released him and looked at the other two.

I scooted back from the couch and motioned for them to stand before me.

Jason’s cock was a little smaller than Tom’s but also fatter. Jerome’s dark sword was long, not overly thick, but it had to be eight inches long. I gave each of them a smile and then used my hand on Jason and Jerome’s cocks to gently maneuver them into a circle around me.

Taking turns with each, I spent time stroking their cocks while sucking them with my mouth. I circled my tongue on their mushrooms and teased the undersides. My free hand alternating between gently massaging their balls, and pulling their butts to get them further down my throat. Jerome didn’t need any help reaching the back of my throat, but I gave his backside a nice squeeze or two anyway.

They each encouraged my actions, giving me moans, grabbing my head, and telling me how fucking amazing I was.

Jason reached his limit first, and I could tell he was about to blow his load, so I freed him from my mouth and used my hand to point his cock at my chest. With a couple of additional strokes from my hand, he released his load with a loud groan and coated my bra-covered breasts with his seed.

I released him and, looking up at the other two, massaged his seed into the bare skin between my breasts and neck.

Jerome looked up at the camera and said, “Jesus, Jim, you’ve been holding out on us. Who knows, your wife was such a freak in bed!”.

I smiled at him and then waved at the camera. We all heard Jim stomp on the floor some more.

I told Jerome to sit long methods on the couch and then I climbed up where I could easily reach my head between his legs. This left my ass pointing up into the air, which Tom quickly realized.

As I took Jerome back into my mouth, my arms resting on his thighs, I felt Tom climb onto the couch behind me and pull my vinyl panties down. I wondered he would immediately begin to fuck me, but to my pleasant surprise, I felt his mouth on me.

Jason took a position to the side in a chair, stroking his cock back into action while he watched the scene in front of him.

I gave Jerome’s cock the royal oral treatment. One hand massaging his balls, the other stroking as I sucked and licked him. For his part, he was holding my head and gently thrusting into my mouth.

Tom’s mouth was giving me a fair bit of pleasure as well, his tongue licking me back and forth, with stops to suck my clit and give it a few flicks with his tongue.

It didn’t take Tom long to bring me to climax, and when he did, I released Jerome from my mouth and let out a loud scream, making sure Jim could hear it from the floor and not just the TV.

After recovering for a few seconds, I stood up and motioned Tom off the couch, then I asked Jerome to sit in the middle. I turned around, my ass facing Jerome and gently lowered myself onto him.

I couldn’t believe how much he was filling me up, and it took me a few tries to fit him all the way. When I finally managed to sit in his lap, I motioned for the other two to come closer. As I began to bob myself up and down on Jerome’s cock, I used my hands to stroke Jason and Tom.

“Jerome has such a big cock, Jim, you could never hope to stretch me like he is,” I said to the camera.

Jerome reached for my bra strap and released my breast from their cage. His hands then found them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples. I moaned loudly at this welcome sensation and began to attach his cock with more vigor. The two in front of me were dripping with excitement and I leaned forward to give each of their tips a lick.

Soon Jerome’s hands found my waist and began slamming me down onto his cock. I could tell he was about to climax. “Yes, give me your seed, fill my dirty cunt like the dirty whore I am” I screamed.

He obliged and I felt his hot release enter me. The feeling sent me over the edge and to my surprise I felt myself squirt all over his cock. My orgasm was so powerful it caused me to fall to the floor shaking with pleasure.

Tom and Jason congratulated Jerome on a well-done job, while Jim stomped on the floor some more.

The guys looked up at the floor, and between labored breaths, I assured them that it was just his way of encouraging us.

When I had control of my body again, I had Jason lay down on the floor and then I straddled him. His cock was the shortest, but also the thickest, so I had to take it easy sliding him in. I flexed my hips on him a bit and enjoyed the sensation of him inside my body.

Deciding I was ready to end this event, I wanted to ensure I gave Jim a finale he would never forget. So laying down on Jason’s chest I instructed Tom to come over and enter my ass. He gave me a dubious look, but I assured him it would be fine.

Jim had asked me many times if we could do anal, but I had at all times denied him, at most I let him use a very thin vibrator on me while we did it doggy style.

Tom straddled over Jason and lined himself up, using a good bit of spit as lube, and while I held still with Jason inside me, Tom pressed against my rosebud. He took things slow and pressed in only a bit before pulling out, adding more spit, and trying again. It hurt, and I almost stopped him, but my desire for revenge pushed me through. Once he was in, he started to thrust slowly and I began to time his thrust with my motions on Jason.

It wasn’t long and it started to actually feel really good,

Jerome sat on the couch stroking himself and I told him to bring his cock over where I could suck it. For the next few minutes, I was a dirty, dirty whore. Tom came in my ass first, his loud moans helped to send me over the edge, and as my juices flowed onto Jason’s cock and balls he also released his load.

Carefully I maneuvered my backside to face the camera and lowered my head to the floor so Jim could get a good view of my used holes. I then contracted my muscles forcing Tom’s seed from my ass and Jason’s from my cunt.

The guys seemed anxious to get themselves ready for another round, but as I stood, I told them I was spent. They gave a couple of disheartened moans, but I assured them I had really enjoyed their business.

I told them to hang out for a few minutes and to get dressed while I went and freshened up. Having planned this over the last couple of weeks, I had a pair of sweats and a shirt staged in the guest bathroom. I excused myself and proceeded to get dressed. It only took a minute, and then I emerged. “Guys, I need to step out for a bit. Would one of you mind going upstairs and releasing Jim?” I said. I didn’t wait around for the inevitable questions.

Jim never spoke to me again. His attorney handled everything during the divorce, and I got my full two years of Alimony and full child support and custody. I heard through the grapevine that the events of that evening really broke Jim. He stopped seeing Amber immediately and hadn’t so much as wondered about another woman since.

For the other guys, Jason left me some rather colorful messages about how terrible I was. I never heard from Jerome again, and Tom tried his best to get me to go out with him, but I wasn’t particularly interested.

NSFW: yes

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