My phone dinged. It was a text from a number I did not recognize. The message was brief.

Your husband is fucking Veronica, the new associate.

Was this a joke? Yes, Veronica was beautiful with a body to die for, but if Dillon was fucking her there wasn’t any sign of it. She had just been to our house for dinner, and afterwards Dillon and I had fucked. In fact, we fucked all the time. I couldn’t get enough of his huge cock. It’s why I married him. It made no sense for him to be fucking another woman. Then why the text? Could it be true? Would he be able to resist her if she came on to him?

After showering, I stood naked in front of a mirror and examined my body. At thirty-two my face showed some signs of aging, but my tits had held their shape and were bigger than Veronica’s. I turned around and looked over my shoulder at my ass. My cheeks were firm and round with creamy white skin. Dillon was an ass man and loved mine. His cock had been buried deep inside it many times. Veronica had a nice ass too. Had she let Dillon fuck her there?

Maybe it was the hair. Veronica was a redhead, and everyone knows they love to fuck. I looked more like a soccer mom with dark hair and brown eyes. I doubt it was her cock sucking skills. They couldn’t be better than mine. Was she able to deep throat him? I could. Perhaps her pussy tasted better, or maybe it gripped his cock tighter while they were fucking. 

There was only one way I was going to stop obsessing about Veronica. I would pay Dillon a visit in his office before he left on a business trip later today. I pulled on a pair of white lace panties and a short white skirt. I slipped a red top over my head that molded to my tits and showed enough cleavage to be interesting. After applying a shade of pink lipstick and light green mascara around my eyes, I grabbed my keys and headed to the car.

I took the elevator to the fifth floor where his law firm was located. The door to his office was closed. Linda, Dillon’s admin, told me he was in an important meeting. A few minutes later Veronica walked out of his office. She was adjusting her skirt and patting her hair. God she was beautiful. Veronica looked at me and smiled.

“Hi Ana. It’s so good to see you again. I had a really good time at dinner last weekend. I hope you got the flowers I sent.”

Veronica gave me a hug. I was relieved. I had been worried about nothing. She wouldn’t be acting so friendly if she was fucking my husband.

“Yes, Veronica. They were lovely. Thank you.”

I stepped into Tom’s office. He was busy looking at some papers and didn’t see me.

“Surprise!”

I closed the door. Dillon looked up, a shocked expression on his face.

“Ana, what are you doing here? I’m kind of busy. I need to get ready for my trip. You should have called.”

I stepped closer and put my hands around the back of his neck.

“I wanted to surprise you and give you something to remember me with while you are gone. You must have a little time for your horny wife.”

I kissed him and ran my hand over the bulge in his pants. Dillon tried to push me away.

“Ana, we can’t. I have a lot of work to do before I leave.”

I was not to be deterred. I squatted in front of him and unbuckled his pants, yanking them down before he could stop me. His huge cock hung between his legs like a snake. I lifted his knob to my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. That’s when I discovered the real truth. It tasted like pussy. I looked up at him.

“You fucked her, didn’t you?”

“Who? What are you talking about?”

“Veronica. Your cock tastes like pussy.

“You’re wrong. Veronica and I were discussing a case. Do you really think I would have sex with a coworker in my office?”

“Why not? You fucked me over your desk at least a dozen times.”

“That was different. Come on, Ana. You’re acting crazy. I love you, and I didn’t fuck Veronica. You’re imagining things that aren’t there.” 

Dillon was lying. His cock reeked of pussy. He had cheated on me and deserved to be punished.

“No, Dillon. You fucked her, so here’s the deal. While you’re out of town for the next few days, I’ll be getting fucked senseless by as many men as I can, but don’t worry. You’re going to be the first.”

I wrapped my lips around his knob and slid them down his length. The taste of Veronica’s pussy should have disgusted me, but it didn’t. It was kind of like an aphrodisiac. My pussy began to throb. I reached under my skirt, pulled the white lace panties to the side, and slid a finger across my clit. I was so fucking wet.

I did something I knew most women couldn’t with a cock that size. I pushed out my tongue and opened my throat. The entire length slid into my mouth. I held him deep, licking his balls and rubbing his scrotum. Dillon groaned and put his hands on my head. I finally pulled his drooling shaft from my mouth and looked up at him.

“I’ll bet Veronica can’t suck cock like that.”

I slammed my lips back down his length, taking him deep into my throat. I fucked him with my mouth, rapidly bobbing my head up and down. Loud gagging and choking sounds filled the office each time his cock stabbed into my throat. Spit poured from my lips and dripped from my chin. Dillon couldn’t take it anymore. His cock swelled. He grunted. I pulled him from my mouth and aimed it at my face.

“AAARRRGGGHHH…”

Hot cum shot up the side of my nose and across my forehead into my hair. A second blast landed between my eyes. More splashed off my lips and cheeks. I took him into my mouth and sucked out the last few drops. I looked up at him and smiled. My face was painted with cum. It ran down my cheeks and dripped from my chin onto my blouse.

“Is this the way Veronica likes it? All over her face? Take a good look, Dillon. It’s what my face is going to look like the whole time you’re gone. I’m going to be a cumslut for anyone who wants me.”

I stood and left the office, cum still splattered across my face and dripping onto my blouse. I found Veronica's office and opened the door. She stared in disbelief. I scooped a big glob from my face and sucked on my fingers.

“Fuck him if you want, but you’ll never be as good as me.”

I went home unsure whether or not I was going to follow through on my threat. What happened wasn’t entirely Dillion’s fault. Veronica was beautiful and very aggressive. I could hardly blame him for becoming a victim of her charms. Another thought that kept nagging at me. Tasting Veronica’s pussy on my husband’s cock had been exciting. The image of his huge shaft sliding in and out of her tight pussy was vivid. I got wet thinking about it. I slid a hand into my panties and parted the moist folds, plunging two fingers up my cunt. I could almost hear Veronica’s screams as my husband fucked her. In and out, in and out. Veronica had to love it. Who wouldn’t love his huge cock? 

My fingers went faster and faster. Now he was fucking her doggy style, slamming his cock between her cheeks and driving it deep into her belly. I moved a finger to my clit and rubbed. I squeezed my legs together and squealed. Juices seeped over my fingers. Afterwards, I felt foolish fantasizing about Dillon fucking Veronica.  

That evening, I pulled on a dark blue sleeveless dress that made me look sexy without making me look like a slut. Underneath I wore a thong and a low-cut bra that pushed up my tits. I wasn’t sure where I was headed. I wanted to find a place where I could flaunt my looks and where men would admire me. I needed that for my confidence. If I met the right man, I might let him fuck me.

I drove past a few sleazy bars. It was not what I was looking for. I needed somewhere safe. I headed toward the campus of the local college and pulled in front of a tavern called Barney’s. At thirty-two, I was a little old for the college crowd, but it was better than a sleazy bar. Two martinis later I wondered what I was doing. No one was going to pay any attention to me with all the hot young college girls. Besides, I was overdressed and looked out of place. I was about to leave when someone came up behind me. 

“Hi. I’m Chase. Are you waiting for someone?”

I turned to look at him. He was tall and handsome with blonde hair and blue eyes, but had to be at least ten years younger than me. His tight t-shirt revealed an athletic build. 

“No. It’s been a hard day and I needed a drink. I was just leaving.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. A pretty lady like you deserves better. Look, we’re having a little party over at the frat house. Why don’t you join us? It’ll be a lot of fun and a good way to let your hair down.”

I couldn’t believe he was flirting with me. I looked him over. He was quite a hunk. So what if he was younger. He had a cock. Yes, I thought to myself, I’m going to let him fuck me but not at a frat party. I stood and grabbed his arm.

“Come with me, Chase, and don’t ask any questions.”

I led him down a hall and pushed open the door to the ladies' room. A young coed was applying makeup at the sink. Two of the three stalls were occupied. I pulled him into the free stall and locked the door. I sat down on the toilet, unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his soft cock. He grew hard the instant my lips slid over his knob. 

“Oh fuck… oh jesus… aaahhh…”

Chase had a nice cock but it was not as big as Dillion’s. I easily took him into my throat. I bobbed my head up and down his length until spit was dripping from his shaft. I pulled him out and jerked him off with my hand. I took him back into my mouth and tortured him some more with my lips and tongue, making sure to keep him on edge without pushing him over the top.

“Are you ready to fuck some pussy, Chase, because I’m ready for some cock.”

I stood and pulled my thong down to my knees. I turned around, hiked up my dress and put my hands on the wall. Chase had a perfect view of the swollen pussy puffing out from between my thighs just below the cheeks of my ass. He stepped forward and rubbed his knob up and down my juicy slit. He found my opening and pushed. His cock plunged into me.

“Now fuck me. I want it hard and fast.”

Chase grabbed my hips and fucked me with all the energy his young body could muster. I reached between my legs and rubbed my swollen clit. I could feel an orgasm churning inside. My fingers moved faster.

“Oh god… ooohhh… oh fuck… uuunnngghhh...”

My pussy clenched around his cock. I stiffened. My knees became wobbly. Juices gushed from my slit and dribbled down my thighs. His cock pounded into me again and again. Another orgasm exploded from my pussy. I pulled away and sat on the toilet. I sucked his cock into my mouth. I could taste the juices of my passion dripping from his swollen member.

Chase didn’t stand a chance. The way I was attacking him with my lips and tongue sent him over the top. His balls shrunk and his cock swelled. He grabbed my head and thrust deep. His ass cheeks clenched. He grunted. A steady stream of hot cum blasted from his cock and poured into my mouth. I took him deep and felt his ejaculate spewing down my throat. I held him there with my lips pressed against his pubes until the last few drops had drained from his cock. 

I stood and wiped my mouth. I had just cheated on my husband for the first time. I thought I would feel guilty. I didn’t. I was ready for more.

“Did you say something about a frat party?”