When we first started dating, I knew she was playing the field and so was I. We had a don’t ask don’t tell sort of thing going which she seemed to prefer. I knew that she had cheated on me with an ex-boyfriend pretty consistently. I first almost caught her during the night of our engagement party. As I can’t actually prove it I often imagined it went something like this.
Her ex-boyfriend Tom and his friend George were there. I had been drinking pretty heavily and so had she. We were both off mingling with the crowd of friends and I had gotten pretty distracted. During this time she had slipped out the upstairs backdoor of the bar onto the fire escape and onto the adjacent roof of the building next door with Tom and George, under the pretenses of smoking a joint (something that always makes her horny) to celebrate the occasion.
With the crowd inside and them having a nice secluded spot, I know it couldn’t have been long before my lovely wife was standing between them stroking both their hardening cocks through their pants grinning wickedly. Leslie would be facing Tom, kissing him and stroking his cock while her back faced George. It wouldn’t be long before Tom would have pushed her head down to his crotch, bending her over and sticking it in her face. By now George would be pulling down her pants to her ankles and taking down her underwear too. Leslie working long and deep on Tom’s pole while he held her by her hair and forced her to suck it’s full length. George would be on his knees behind her licking her wet slit and fingering her, getting her ready for the experience to come.
Leslie’s coat would be on the asphalt roof, as she knelt in between them, fully naked taking turns on their hard cocks. Stroking them and sucking them off in unison and turn. They were both using her for the slut she is. Tom would then pick her up and bend her over. He slaps her ass, before entering her from behind. George would then get into position in front of her, as she would rock back and forth on their two dicks. I would imagine they would trade her back and forth for a time. Until eventually she would climb around George’s waist and hang from his neck, while Tom got behind her and as George held her while fucking her dripping wet pussy. Tom would come in from behind and stick his monster in her tight little asshole. She would be sandwiched between the two studs with nowhere to go, as they would pound both her holes for all they had.
The feeling would be getting her off and she would be screaming as she came, while we all carried on, unaware, inside. They would be relentless and only stop as her naked body would go limp. Eventually, they would let her fall to the ground on top of her new coat. She would be there sweaty and collapsed, exhausted, only to have to go back to sucking both their pricks and pulling them, until they both would erupt all over her face and tits. I can see her licking their sperm clean from them and herself, as she would lie there collapsed on her new coat.
Eventually, Tom and George would make their way back inside and ask me if I’d seen Leslie. It wasn’t even until then that I thought about the fact that I hadn’t seen her in a bit. I went looking for her outside but didn’t see her. As I came back in she was coming out of the ladies room looking a little red. She hugged me and kissed me asking me where I had gotten off to. Later that night we went home and fucked for the rest of the night until morning.
