I didn’t see Nick or Vicky at all Saturday evening or all day Sunday, which was to be expected. After tossing away your marriage vows for a day of mind-blowing sex, most husbands lie low. What was a surprise was when Monday came around, and I went to work out, Nick had the blinds down in his office for the first time. It was then that I began to think that something was up. When Tuesday rolled around, and the blinds stayed closed, I knew what was happening.
Post-nut remorse.
I had dealt with this many times before. The boyfriend or husband is wracked with guilt over their infidelity. I had quickly learned that it was not worth the effort to try to get them through it. It usually took multiple rounds of seducing them again and again to get them past it, and truth be told, none of them had been worth it. Nick, though, that was a different story.
Nick had the best cock I’ve had in years, and when he gave into his lust, he fucked me like a man possessed. He had been a wild animal with me on Saturday. When he left, I had spent the rest of the afternoon and evening basking in the afterglow and playing with the copious amounts of cum that he had left inside of me. Just thinking about that day made my nipples stiffen and my pussy drip.
Yes, Nick would be worth the effort. I marked myself as busy on my work computer and retreated to my bedroom. I stripped out of my work clothes and then removed my bra and panties. I placed a dab of perfume between my breasts, a scent that smelled like pure lust. I put on a white sundress I saved for occasions like this. It was short, nearly see-through, and hugged my curves like a second skin. The only other items I grabbed were two small wireless cameras that I had used to record my sexual adventures in the past.
I watched Vicky leave for work, and then I slipped out my back door and into their backyard. I had made sure that there were no cameras on their house, so I knew I could come and go without getting caught. Slipping quietly into their house, I made my way to Nick’s office. I saw him at his computer, his back to me. Placing the camera on a nearby shelf, I hit record. Next, I went to their bedroom and hid a camera there too. I should be able to get everything from these two locations.
With everything ready, I went to the door into their garage. I opened it then closed it loudly.
“Hey Vick! Did you forget something?” I heard Nick call from his office as I made my way there. He was still focused on his computer as I entered his office.
“I’m forgetting how good your cock felt in my pussy.”
Nick jumped from his chair, startled by my voice. Before he could even speak, I continued.
“But I’m more concerned with what you are forgetting. Are you forgetting how good my breasts felt in your strong hands or wrapped around your hard cock?”
I slipped the shoulder straps of my dress off and uncovered my breasts. I made sure I was at the perfect angle for the camera to capture them, as well as his lecherous stare.
“Are you forgetting how good my hot, wet pussy felt as it milked your cock the four times you filled me on Saturday?”
I pushed the dress down over my hips, letting it slip to the floor. Now naked, I turned and winked at the camera as I shook my ass at Nick.
“Have you forgotten how my ass jiggled and shook when you fucked me doggy style? Because I haven’t. I haven’t forgotten a single moment of that pleasurable Saturday. How you took me again and again until I was screaming your name and squirting all over your hard body.”
I kept walking forward until I was right in front of Nick. I reached out and grabbed his raging erection.
“I want more of it, and this does too.”
“L-Laura. You shouldn’t be here. What happened Saturday was a mistake.”
“Was it? Your body certainly didn’t think so then, and it doesn’t think so now.”
“That part of my body doesn’t get a vote. I love my wife, and I will remain faithful to her! You need to leave right now.”
“It should get a vote, Nick. It is being wasted on your boring flat wife. It wants a real woman. It wants curves and cushions so it can fuck as hard as it wants.”
“My wife is a good woman. She-“
“Nick,” I cut him off, “when a husband says his wife is ‘a good woman’, he means she is boring as fuck. He means the sex is mundane. Probably straight missionary with the lights off. But you know how good sex can be. It can be wild, sexy, and messy. It can be at any time, in any position, or any room you want it to be in.”
“Laura, please leave.”
He reached out to push me back from him, but I caught his hands and instead guided them to my full breasts. I could see sweat on Nick’s brow as he tried to resist squeezing them as he felt my nipples stiffen against the palms of his hands.
“P-Please, Laura.”
“Please, what Nick? Suck your cock? Take you to your bedroom and fuck your brains out?”
His resolve was beginning to break when Microsoft Teams rang on his computer.
“Shit! That is my boss. I have to take this. Please, Laura, please leave.”
I began to untie his grey sweat pants.
“Oh no. I don’t think so.”
I pulled his pants and boxers down before I climbed under his desk. Looking over at my camera, I saw that it would catch every nasty thing I was about to do.
“Laura, what are you doing?”
“Tick tock, Nick. You’d better answer that call.”
Torn between his arousal and panic about the call, Nick gave in and sat down at his desk. He answered the call and began talking with his boss. He sounded flustered and jumpy as I began teasing him. I began by stroking and licking him. He settled into the routine and sounded calm when talking to his boss. That was when I changed things up and took him into my mouth. Nick jumped and stifled a groan.
“Are you okay, Nick?” I heard his boss ask him, and Nick stammered something about hurting his back this weekend, and it just twinged.
I teased him for the rest of the meeting, taking him to the edge and then backing off several times. While his voice cracked or quavered occasionally, Nick stayed focused. When the meeting was coming to an end, I went all out, taking his cock deep down my throat as I noisily slurped and bobbed on his cock.
As the meeting ended, he forcefully pushed back from his desk, and I allowed his cock to slip from my lips with a loud pop. He looked down at me, my lips swollen, my breasts shiny with saliva. My nipples were hard, and one of my hands was slowly rubbing my clit.
“You think that was funny?”
“You seemed to be enjoying it, Nicky. I would have enjoyed it more had you blasted a load down my throat.”
“Is that what you want? My cum down your throat? What about your pussy?”
Hearing Nick talk like that, the anger and lust in his words, made my pussy clench with desire.
“Oh fuck. Yes please. All of it.”
Nick stood up from his chair. He pushed his sweats all the way off and then removed his shirt. He stood before me nude, his hard cock glistening with my saliva.
“Get over here.”
I crawled over to him, and he reached down and wrapped his hand in my hair and began fucking my face hard. He used my mouth like a Fleshlight. I gagged and drooled as he forced his way into my throat, and I loved every second of it. Nick had been on the edge before his meeting ended, so it did not take long before I felt his cock swelling for release. His first spurt went down my throat as promised, but then he pulled me off his cock and sprayed the rest over my face, hair, and tits. I moaned in pleasure as his hot seed hit my skin and I began to rub it all over my naked body like lotion.
“Is that what you wanted?”
“God, yes. I loved it, and you know you loved it too. You can’t tell me you get to fuck your wife like that.”
“You’re right, I can’t, and I don’t fuck her like I’m about to fuck you.”
Nick grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. He then threw me over his shoulder and carried me off to their marital bed.
“You can do to me any and every nasty thing you’ve wanted to do, but knew your wife wouldn’t agree to.”
As Nick carried me out of the office, I reached out and turned the camera so that it would catch us heading to their bedroom. I winked and blew the camera a kiss as I prepared for a long, hard day of fucking.
