Dee couldn’t understand it – when she thought it over later –but she had to admit it was hot. It wasn’t as if she was spying or being a window peeker or like that. She’d just happened to hit good traffic and arrive home earlier than usual. Dee had simply unlocked the front door and turned to close it when she heard them. Soft, wet sounds coming from the living room. She peeked around the doorjamb and saw them, together. Dee quickly stopped peeking, but she couldn’t help still hearing them. It was her husband Jack doing the low moaning. And making the wet slurping sounds, too, as she realized he was …he was sucking another man’s cock. And it was a man with a real man-sized cock.
Dee swallowed hard and carefully snuck another glance around the corner. She counted five loud heartbeats before turning back around. When she did, she realized one hand was on her right breast, pinching at the hardening nipple. The other hand was rubbing the palm hard against her pussy. She stopped rubbing, shocked, and very quietly went outside again,
“That’s right, you whore. Suck my cock. Suck it all the way down,” Dee heard the man tell her husband. She heard her husband groan wetly and then a lot of slurping wet sounds. She couldn’t help herself and peeked around the corner again. The large man was pushing and pulling her husband’s head up and down roughly as he thrust his hips up, pushing his thick cock in and out of her husband’s lips,
Dee turned back around. As quietly as she could, she pulled her dress up until she could put a hand in her panties. She couldn’t believe how wet she was! Her clit felt swollen to the limit and she rolled her fingertips across it and felt her knees weaken. The louder her husband moaned and sucked, the hotter Dee felt, knowing what was going on right around the corner. She bit her lip when she heard the other man grunt loudly – he was cumming. He was cumming in her husband’s mouth. She had to see it and dared one last peek at them.
As her husband’s mouth drew off the head of the man’s thick cock, dripping cum, the man shot another white stream – splashing her husband’s face. Dee felt frozen, peeking around the corner, her fingers rubbing her clit in a blur. Again her knees grew weak and she snapped out of the trance. She pulled her dress down and silently went back outside again, closing the door. She stood there for a long moment, trying to catch her breath and straightening her dress.
“Well,” she heard Thom, her neighbor say with a laugh, pulling out his driveway. “Ravished…” He waved and Dee blushed and waved back.
Dee’s mind was whirling. What the hell did she just experience? She didn’t deny it turned her on, but…should it have? Her husband sucking that man’s cock. And what a beautiful cock it was. She felt jealous of her husband getting a taste of it. She wanted some, too.
