My husband and I have been married for about twelve years. Lately, it seems our marriage has just stalled when it comes to sex. I don’t think he’s cheating, but seems to have just lost interest in me. We had just had a snow storm and my husband left early and didn’t shovel. I had to take care of everything. My neighbor and I were talking and then he said he’d plow for me and invited me over for cocoa. One thing led to another and next we were screwing. I’m not sure what my husband thinks. I guess I’d find out when he gets home.
I wasn’t sure if I should tell my husband what I had done. I really didn’t want to lie about it either. I guess I would see what he said and then figure out what I would do. I was very nervous about the whole thing to be honest.
The kids came home and we played games for a while and then I made dinner. My husband called and said he’d be home within the hour. He seemed very curt on the phone. I knew he’d want to know where I was. I could tell that I might be in a bit of trouble with him.
I made dinner and the kids did their homework and got ready for bed. My husband was still not home yet. I put the kids to bed and about thirty minutes later, I heard his truck pull up. I put the leftover stew into a bowl and I poured him a beer and waited for him to come inside.
The door opened and he walked inside.
“Hi Peter. Did you have a good day?”
“Don’t get all sweet and nice with me. Where the hell were you this afternoon?”
“I told you I had cocoa with a neighbor.”
“What neighbor is that?”
“Richard, the neighbor across the street. He helped me shovel the driveway.”
“Did he? Did he fuck my wife too?”
“Why are you saying that? Of course not.”
“I think my little slutty wife fucked the neighbor.”
“Why are you saying those things?”
“It’s not like you’ve wanted to have sex with me for months. Are you cheating on me? You better come clean, Ellen. I’m not happy with you at all.”
“You’ve not wanted to have sex with me either. I’ve been thinking that you’re having an affair.”
“I’m not having one. I think my slutty wife has slept with the neighbor. I have to say, it’s kind of making me hard. So did you fuck him?”
“Yes. I fucked him. Are you happy now?”
My husband didn’t say anything. He just looked at me with a weird face. He grabbed his beer and drank it down really quick.
“Get me another beer! I want you to tell me about it.”
I walked to the kitchen and grabbed him another beer. I opened it up and handed it to him. My husband took the beer and proceeded to chug the beer. He was looking at me all weird.
“Ellen, take your clothes off and tell me what you did with the neighbor.”
My husband and I moved into the living room. He sat on the couch and I stood in the middle of the room. I pulled my sweater over my head and pulled it up. I unhooked my bra and put it on the chair with my sweater. I unzipped my jeans and pulled down my panties.
“Did you even change your clothes?”
“No. These are the same clothes I wore.”
“Tell me what you did and what he did to you.”
I just stood there shocked that he wanted to know what I did. I started to tell him. My husband stood up and took off his clothes. He sat down on the sofa nude. I was quite surprised that he had a full erection. He just looked at me strangely while I told him the story. He had a beer on the table that he would drink while listening.
“I was mad at you because you didn’t shovel. We spoke for a little while and he offered to plow our driveway. Afterwards, he asked me back to his house for cocoa.”
“Ellen, I want to know how he fucked you. Tell me that part of the story.”
“We walked back to his house. He made a fire and then made cocoa.”
“Is this the PG version? I want to hear the sexy version. Tell me how he fucked my wife.”
“He put a quilt on the floor and we kissed a while.
“Did he have a big cock?”
“He was bigger then you.”
“How big?”
“I guess he was around seven and a half inches.”
My husband was now stroking his cock while I told him the story. I was really surprised he wasn’t mad, but seemed to be getting off on my story. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this. I kind of felt like a dirty whore telling him what I had done.
“Continue. What happened next?”
“I played with his cock and made him hard. He pulled my panties down and licked my cunt. He was really good with his tongue. He had a really long tongue and tongued fucked me deep and hard which made me have an orgasm. It was very exciting.”
“What happened next?”
“I wanted to pleasure him and I gave him a blow job. He asked that I stick my hands into his asshole and rub his prostate. He found it very exciting while I gave him head. I enjoyed sucking his cock.”
“I bet you did. My wife is a little slut. She liked fucking the neighbor. What happened next?”
“He blew his load down my throat and I swallowed it. We made love after that.”
“How did he fuck you? Come on you whore. Tell me how the neighbor fucked my wife.”
“We fucked missionary position. He didn’t come in me. He came on my stomach.”
“Well that’s peachy. My wife is a cheating whore. Now it’s time for you to get your spanking and then you’re going to suck my cock and fuck me. This little story has me all horny. It’s time for your punishment. Bend over and show me that sweet ass of yours.”
I was shocked that my husband got off on my cheating story. He seemed to have a very hard erection and wanted to treat me like a slut. I really didn’t know what to think. We hadn’t had sex in so many months. I didn’t want him to be upset with me, so I did as he said.
I bent over and my husband spanked me several times. His cock was rock hard and standing at attention. He slapped me five times. My buttocks stung while he slapped me. I wasn’t sure I liked that. Peter seemed to enjoy giving me a punishment.
“Ellen, you’ll suck my cock now. Do it good, whore!”
I got on my knees and wrapped my lips around his cock. I brought his cock down my throat. I made all kinds of sucking noises which only excited him further. He played with my nipples and pulled and twisted at them. He continued to have a very strange look on his face. He looked at me like I was a very dirty girl. I wasn’t sure I liked that, but did whatever he said to do.
I sucked his cock for a while. He was enjoying my efforts. He held my long hair up and watched me give him head.
“Get up and bend over. I want to fuck my wife.”
I got up and bent over the couch. My husband spat on his hand and rubbed his palm over my pussy. He held my hips and entered my vagina. His cock was much smaller then the neighbor’s. My husband pushed his cock into my pussy and fucked me fast. He was slapping on my buttocks. He was calling me names while he fucked me hard.
“My wife is such a slut. Tell me how much you love cock.”
“I’m a slut who loves cock.”
“Tell me how you loved the neighbor fucking you.”
“I loved when Rich fucked me. His cock is so big. I’m a slut that loves sex.”
“You’re a slut and a whore. Oh fucking hell. I’m going to come. Fuck!”
My husband moved and pounded at my pussy and let out a moan and came in my cunt.
“Lick my cock! Come on Ellen!”
My husband pulled out and stood in the middle of the room. I got on my knees and licked his cock clean. He just looked at me all weird. I think he really got off on the whole thing. He liked hearing all the details and then having his way with me.
“That was really hot. I want you to fuck the neighbor tomorrow. When I get home, you’ll tell me all about it. I really like my wife as a whore.”
I wasn’t sure what to think. I was glad my husband was having sex with me again. I was happy that he didn’t seem to mind that I was fucking the neighbor. I guess I should be happy that he was going to let me have my cake and eat it too. I did feel very slutty. I’m a little timid and this seemed to be way over my head. My husband seemed very happy and if this makes him happy then I’m happy. I did wonder what my neighbor would think about it. Time would tell I suppose.
