When Frank and I dated in college, I cheated on him all the time. I am a very attractive woman in my thirties. I have the perfect hourglass figure and very large perky breasts. Men stare at me all the time, which is perfectly fine with me. I love the attention. In college, I was surrounded by all these young handsome studs lusting after me. Of course, I cheated on Frank.

I always wondered if he knew. He must at least have been suspicious. He never said a word. All my cheating stopped once we were married. I figured it just would be wrong. I was still the center of attention at my gym. There were many temptations. I resisted. I couldn’t help myself flirting with the cute young studs, but I never took it any further. I just loved to torture them. They would get giant erections in their gym shorts. Then they would be all embarrassed about it.

There was this one guy. His name was Jim. He would always get a giant hard-on that he could not conceal. I, of course, pretended that I did not notice. It was nice, good-natured fun. I loved seeing him squirm.

One day at home, I noticed that Frank’s laptop was open. He had not shut down his browser. I looked at the history. Of course, it was all porn. I looked closer. I couldn’t believe it. It was all cheating wife porn. Did Frank get off on me cheating on him? It would explain why he showed no suspicion in college despite ample signs of my cheating.

Over the next few days, I continued to check his browser history. It was always the same cheating wife porn. The time stamps showed that he was watching these videos every day. He obviously wanted me to find this. Was he telling me to cheat on him? Of course, he could not ask me to cheat. It wouldn’t have been cheating anymore.

The more I thought about it, the more I was convinced that he really wanted me to cheat. He was obviously jerking off thinking about it.

If that was what he wanted, I was game. And my tease Jim was just the right guy. I would take my flirting to a new level.

I went to the gym as usual. I did my usual flirting with Jim. As always, he built a tent in his shorts. This time, however, I turned around and ‘accidentally’ brushed his erection with my hand. He gave me a surprised look. I walked away.

The following day at the gym, I wore a crop top that fully displayed my ample cleavage. Jim just stared at me.

“Jim, every time we talk, you get a giant erection. Look at yourself right now.”

I poked his crotch.

“If you need any help with that, please follow me to my car.”

Jim swallowed hard.

“Are you serious, Tina?”

“I just want to give you a hand with that problem of yours.”

In the car, I kissed him deeply on his lips. His hands immediately roamed into my cleavage. He caressed my breast and gently rolled my nipples between his fingers. The sensation sent an electric bolt straight to my clit. I was seriously wet.

“Show me that cock of yours,” I gasped.

Jim pulled down his shorts. His cock sprang free. It was 7 or 8 inches of neatly circumcised man meat. I took hold of it.

“That’s a serious cock you have there, Jim,” I complimented him.

He just groaned. My hand went up and down his shaft. He started to shake. With a loud grunt, he ejaculated all over my dashboard and windshield.

“Nice work, Jim. Give me your cell number, and I’ll text you my address. Be there between 3 and 4. Please make sure to park in my driveway.”

I wanted to make sure my neighbors would see Jim arrive and leave. It would be an extra gift to my husband Frank. All our neighbors would know I was cheating on him. That would send him over the edge.

As planned, Jim arrived the next afternoon. He parked in my driveway and rang the doorbell. I waited for some time scanning the houses across the street. Yes, my neighbor across the street had opened his front door and was watching. Perfect! I was wearing jeans and a white blouse with no bra. Half of my blouse was unbuttoned. I wanted to make sure my neighbor saw this.

I opened the door and pulled Jim in. I pushed him on the couch. I kneeled on the floor and spread his legs.

“Take your clothes off, Jim,” I demanded.

He stripped naked. His amazing erection pointed straight at my face.

I swallowed it. It was big and filled up my entire mouth. I licked and sucked it like a lollipop. Jim started to convulse. With a loud grunt, he shot his load. My mouth was overflowing, but I did not swallow. Instead, I grabbed my husband’s copy of the New York Times from the coffee table, unfolded it, and spat the entire load onto the paper. I refolded the paper carefully. It looked pristine from the outside.

“A souvenir,” I explained.

Jim left, but not before I made sure my neighbor was watching. Frank came home an hour later.

He sat down to read his newspaper.

“What’s this mess inside the paper?”

“I don’t know. It’s your newspaper.”

He left it at that. Did he not realize that it was another man’s cum on his paper? Unbelievable.

Jim came by every day and parked in my driveway. My neighbors were watching. There were now several of them. I made sure to kiss Jim on the lips in front of them.

Jim and I fucked and sucked. We did everything we could think of in my marital bed. I never changed the sheets. Frank remained oblivious.

A few days later, Frank told me he was coming home early that day, around 3. This was becoming ridiculous. I had to ramp it up and make sure Frank would catch me cheating with Jim.

I texted Jim to be at my house at 2:30, and this time he was not to park in my driveway.

Jim arrived, and we did our usual romp in my bed. Suddenly, I saw Frank in the doorway with his stupid newspaper in his hand. He said nothing. He just sat down on a chair in the corner, unfolded his New York Times, and started reading.

Jim freaked out. I was close to an orgasm.

“Jim, keep fucking me and ignore my damn husband.”

Jim kept going. I looked over at Frank and his newspaper. The newspaper was moving rhythmically. That pervert was jerking off behind his paper.

Jim unloaded deep inside me. He withdrew and rolled over.

“Frank, stop jerking off behind your paper. Come over and finish me.”

He quickly dropped his newspaper and ripped off all of his clothes. I was well lubricated by Jim’s generous load. Frank just pushed in. I could barely feel him. He was so much smaller than Jim. All I heard was the gurgling sound of cum sloshing back and forth in my vagina. Frank certainly loved his sloppy seconds. A few thrusts and he ejaculated. It had been just enough time for Jim to get hard again. I pushed off Frank and pulled Jim on top of me.

I finally climaxed. Jim shot another load inside me. My pussy was oozing copious amounts of cum. My pubic hair was matted down. I was drowning in that stuff. There was a huge puddle on the sheets between my legs. Jim jumped up and quickly put on his clothes.

“I have to run. It was nice to meet you, Frank. Your wife is a great fuck.”

He left.

“Frank, eat me out. I’m so full of cum.”

Frank dove between my legs and started to slurp up all of our juices. Judging by his hard cock he enjoyed it immensely.

“Frank, the best thing is that all of our neighbors know about my cheating. You are the laughingstock of the neighborhood.”

Frank just grunted and moaned in ecstasy. I came. It was probably the best orgasm of my life.

Now that my cheating was out in the open and Frank was happy with it, I wasn’t really cheating on him anymore. I needed to start all over and find a new man. And I knew exactly who he would be. The guy at my work. I was looking forward to my new victim.