My workout went well. My trainer even complimented me on my progress, saying I was improving much faster than he expected. I completed my cardio, showered and headed home. Sam wasn’t around when I entered the house so I went straight to the spare room to empty my sweaty clothes from my gym bag and put some fresh gear in for tomorrow. I heard Sam call me from the living room, so stripped and went to take my place on my knees in front of her chair.
Sam leaned back and closed her eyes, saying, “Clean your slut wife up, Nate, my new lover is bigger and cums way more than my other lovers. You can see how he stretched me out, and filled me up. Be gentle bringing me to orgasm, I’m a little sore.”
I leaned in and began licking up the ocean of cum smeared all over her mound and thighs. The taste was different, creamier, and less tart. This was indeed a different man. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could inside her, scooping several mouthfuls of cum out of her cunt. My cock getting as hard as a rock as I did.
“God, that feels good,” she moaned, “ I need to come now, please.”
I did as she bid, bringing her gently to a body-shaking, gasping orgasm. As she descended from her peak, I cleaned the fresh juices from her pussy and thighs.
“Good job, husband, you did well,” Sam said, still finding her breath. “Shall we eat now? I have supper ready for when we finish here.”
We both rose and put on robes. I helped Sam prepare the table, and we ate as a couple again. Conversation flowed freely, creating the beginnings of what I hoped would be a path back.
That weekend I spent my days at the gym except for lunch at home. Sam worked on her crafts and cleaned up some housework. It felt like a ‘normal’ weekend to me.
The schedule remained the same for me for the rest of the week. Sam was out in the afternoons Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and returned demanding oral sex each time. I obliged her as before, while noting the cum she returned home with was the same as from her lover last Friday. Her cunt was stretched the same as well.
Sunday afternoon, Sam also went out while I was at the gym and returned home later than usual. It was late enough, I was just finishing preparing a meal for us both. I heard her come in and was about to let her know supper was almost ready when I heard her call me from the living room. I covered our plates, stripped and took my place on the floor in front of her.
It was clear she had been with the same lover so I set about cleaning the copious cum from her genitals and thighs. I was beginning my tongue stroke up along her slit when she said, “No, you’re not done yet.” I leaned back and looked at her quizzically.
She shifted her knees outward slightly then brought her hands forward and under her butt cheeks. Her butt was now lifted and supported by her forearms as she spread her cheeks with her hands. Her starfish was red and swollen, still with a small gape. Perched at the entrance and smeared around it was a large glob of cum, the flow of cum behind it adding to it and pushing it forward.
“There, she said, “Now you can finish cleaning, and make sure you get as much as you can from inside me so I’m not leaking forever.”
I almost hesitated, but quickly thought better of it, so I leaned forward and licked her clean, then reached the length of my tongue into collect the remainder of his juices.
She checked out my face and said, “I still need an orgasm from you so I will wait while you wash my ass from your face, mouth and tongue, and rebrush your teeth.”
I returned after completing her task, knelt ,and utilized all my skills to bring her to her peak and beyond. I cleaned her pussy of her new juices then went to rise and warm up our supper.
“Wait,” she said, looking at me intently. “I thought you would balk. I was hoping you wouldn’t, and pleased you didn’t. You’re starting to make progress, keep it up.”
I smiled, “Thank you,” I said, “Now come and have supper. It’s nothing special, but I did my best.”
The next week was pretty much a carbon copy of the one just passed. Now Sam was being consistently fucked in both her holes twice, by the same lover. I was making rapid and sustained improvement in my strength and endurance. Our mealtimes and daily interactions seemed to be easier, less strained, and I was very hopeful of a return to our previous way of life. I focused on ensuring the last 3 days of my Fail period were uneventful.
On Saturday, I spent the day at the gym with lunch at home, and worked through a plumbing repair in the evening. Sam caught up on her weekend household chores and managed to squeeze in some craft work. As I was leaving the gym, I saw a pamphlet on the notice board for a resort hotel in our area. They had a large indoor pool, saunas, hot tubs, and a 5-star restaurant/bar.
I picked one of the pamphlets up, and when I got home, asked Sam if she would be interested in an overnight break at the resort for the two of us. She agreed, reminding me that all the conditions of the Fail period would still be in place and we would sleep in separate beds. I agreed and made a reservation for a room with double queen beds for the next day.
We checked in Sunday, relaxed in the hot tub for a bit, talking and enjoying the time together. We then went for a swim before getting ready for supper. Supper was delicious, with a bottle of a nice red, followed by crème brûlée for dessert. The music started up just as we were finishing, so we stayed around for a few dances, enjoying the intimacy.
We decided on an early night in our room, and were headed along the hall to our room when we heard Sam’s name being called from behind us. We turned to see a tall handsome black man approaching us who I didn’t know. I turned to Sam, who was beet red, and my alarm bells went off, my face ashen. Before I could move he had taken Sam in his arms and given her a passionate kiss, his hand wandering down to cup her ass. Sam was obviously uncomfortable with it, struggling to break free.
“It’s good to see you, Sam,” he said, then turned to me with a smirk, “Leon Hendricks, I’m a friend of Sam’s. I won’t intrude as you are obviously on a date. Sam, don’t forget our meeting tomorrow, everything is arranged. Enjoy your evening, both of you. Ciao.”
“What the fuck was that?” I asked.
Sam sighed, looked me in the eyes, and said ”Leon has been my primary lover over the last couple of weeks. I didn’t set this up, Nate. I have been enjoying our time together and wouldn’t have interrupted it. It is just a chance meeting. Don’t forget you are still in a Fail period, don’t jeopardize it.”
“Sam, it’s one thing to know you are having sex with another man. It is something completely different for one of those men to approach us, you and I, husband and wife, in public. Then, with malice of forethought, take possession of you to rub my nose well and truly in it. He knew exactly what he was doing Sam. It was a challenge, as in ‘look what I can do with your wife, sucker, whatcha gonna do about it’. I’m not going to sit back and take that, so don’t think holding the Fail period over me is going to overrule a direct insult from an asshole like him.”
“Nate, I’m sure it was just a friendly greeting, acquaintances meeting in public.”
“Sam, I said heatedly, “He held you in an embrace and kissed you like a lover while he grabbed your ass. He did that, looking me in the eye the entire time. You’re trying to tell me that wasn’t a deliberate insult?”
Sam was going to retort, but something caused her to hesitate. I could see her mind working overtime to sort out some thoughts in her head. Then she said, “I didn’t think much of it because our relationship was recovering so well. I also didn’t think I would be seeing those men again after Monday.”
She continued, “I have noticed small changes in Leon’s attitude toward me over the past couple of weeks. Nothing concrete, but now I think back on it, he seemed to become more possessive of me as time went by. He told me I should forget my other lovers because he was all I would ever need. He asked me to see him more often, which is why I’ve been seeing him 3 times a week. On Friday, he suggested I should stay with him for the weekend, not go home to you. Oh My God...Nate, do you think he could have followed us here?”
My face was transparent with my thoughts. “I don’t think it, I’m damn sure of it. The only thing I’m not sure of is how far he will go. Sam, I love you more than life itself. I’ve been feeling we are making real progress to the loving life we had. I don’t want us to go back to the way we were, but to go forward from there, with me truly valuing who you are. If you agree, and I thought I heard you saying something like that just now, can we end the Fail period one day early so this will be the last day? I have learned my lesson and will continue to show you that in every way I can.”
Sam melted into me. She looked deep into my eyes, saying, “Yes, my love. It hurt me to put you through the denial, and forcing you to deal with the evidence of my time with those men. You wouldn’t listen any other way, though. I believe you have learned your lesson.”
Relief flooded over me. “In that case, Sam, when we get back to our room, call the men you’ve been with and tell them it’s over. I don’t want you to be alone with Leon again. I’m afraid of what he might do.”
“The men, other than Leon, would only meet me at my suggestion anyway; they never called me. Leon is the only one who persisted and wanted my phone number,” Sam said.
“Hmmm, maybe we should change that number tomorrow, then,” I mused.
We entered our room, and Sam made the call to Leon. In a calm and controlled manner, Sam told Leon she was not going to see him again, that she was committed to her relationship with me. I could hear him talking for a few minutes on the other end then Sam said firmly, ”No, you’re not listening to me. Whatever you think we had, it was just sex for me, and it’s done.” The voice on the other end became much louder. I could actually hear several demeaning words, which were causing Sam’s hand to shake while holding the phone.
I touched her hand, took the phone from her, and covered the mouthpiece. “Sam, I can’t stand hearing him talk to you like this. Please let me handle it.”
” She kissed me and said, “Thank you.”
I uncovered the mouthpiece and said, “Leon, this is Nate. Shut the fuck up for a minute. Pay close attention to what I am about to say because I am only going to say it once. If you ever go anywhere near my wife again, for any reason, I’ll come looking for you and mop the floor with your face.”
There was silence for a second or two then I heard Leon say, “You’re on notice motherfucker, I’m coming for you. When I’m done with you, your wife is mine.” The line went dead.
Sam was looking at me with dread on her face, “What did he say?”
“Don’t worry, love, he tried to bluff his way out of it. I think we’ve heard the last of Mr Hendricks,” I said lightheartedly to reassure her.
“Thank God,” she said, “I was worried he wouldn’t quit.”
We cuddled on the couch in our room, watching some tv before calling it a night and retiring to our separate beds. Next morning we had a wonderful breakfast, a nice swim in the pool, and a relaxing time in the hot tub. We checked out around 11:30 and went to stow our luggage in the car in the attached multi-level parking. I carried our luggage to the back of the car, while Sam took her place in the passenger seat.
From where I was standing at the rear of the car I could see the rear view mirrors, and caught a flash of movement. I shifted to the side a bit to get a better view. This allowed me to catch a glimpse of Leon coming out from behind a car two over from us. I busied myself in the trunk of the car while tracking his progress.
He had a bat in his hands, so I let him get close and commit to his swing before dropping and sweeping his feet from under him. The fall stunned him for a second, long enough for me to execute a full body pivot on my hands and catch him with a roundhouse kick to the head. That put him down, and too groggy to pick himself up. I jumped on him, pinning his arms, and broke his nose with the heel of my hand. There was no more fight left in him. Sam had seen him coming as well and had seen the whole fight as she was standing beside the car. She had a look of shock and wonder on her face.
I looked down on Leon and said, ”Are we done here? If not, I WILL finish you as promised.”
He choked as blood from his nose was running down his throat, but managed to rasp, “You broke my nose you fucker!”
I snarled back, “Be thankful that’s all I broke, I could have put you in hospital for a lengthy stay. You will continue to lie here until my wife and I are gone. You will never, ever, go near my wife again, or I will find you and make you wish you were dead. Am I clear? I will only allow a yes or no answer.”
“Yes,” he choked out.
“Sam, let’s go,” I said.
We both got in the car and left with Leon still on the ground until I could see him no more.
“Holy fuck, Nate, where did that come from? I thought he was going to kill you for sure! The next thing I know, you’ve got him on the ground all fucked up,” Sam exclaimed.
I replied ruefully, “When I was in high school, I used to take a lot of bullying because I was a math and science nerd, and a skinny kid. My Dad put me in Jiu-Jitsu classes to teach me to protect myself. I stayed with the discipline until I had acquired my black belt. It’s something you don’t forget, and my time in the gym over the last few weeks enabled me to do it.”
“My husband the black belt,” Sam mused, “I never would have guessed.”
“Oh, by the way,” I said, “I’m claiming my Tuesday night sex tonight, so you’d better be prepared to be walking funny tomorrow.” I winked at her, and she returned it with a sultry smile, saying, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, my love.”
We got home around 2 that afternoon, and I took our luggage into the bedroom to unpack. I was just finishing putting my stuff away when I heard Sam call me from the living room. Curious, I headed around the corner to come to a full stop when I saw Sam naked in her chair. She gave me a sultry look then crooked her finger at me. I undressed and knelt in front of her.
Her pussy was stretched wide and pushed to the front of the chair from her legs being hung over the arms. I leaned in to lick her from her cunt all the way up her slit, then to her little nub at the top. I repeated that action over and over, having paused each time to push my tongue as far as I could into her cunt. After a number of passes I started circling her clit with my tongue every time I reached the top of her slit. Her hips were starting to gain a life of their own as she began to hump my face.
I shifted my position back a little to allow me to get my hand to her cunt, push two fingers inside her and curl them up to find her G-spot. I could feel her gasp as my fingers found the right spot, and she groaned out, “God, Nate, that feels so good, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Sam was full on humping my face now and making animalistic sounds as her orgasm approached. I stopped to look at her; the flush from her chest up to her face, her laboured breathing, her legs and arms writhing.
“Wh...wh...what are you doing!? Don’t stop!” she screamed.
I obliged instantly, leaning back in to suck her clit into my mouth. I diddled it with my tongue as I amped up the speed of my fingers in her cunt. She cried out in one long loud wail, her back arched, and her body went rigid as a wave of cum washed over my fingers at her entrance. I quickly moved my mouth down to catch the delicious nectar currently running out of my gorgeous wife. It was all I could to keep up for a few seconds, then the flow started to ebb. After a few minutes, Sam slumped in her chair, a dazed look in her eyes. After a short while, she came to, her lovely eyes refocusing on mine.
“I’ve never had an orgasm like that in my life, I almost passed out it was so intense,” she whispered to me in awe.
“We’re not done yet by a long shot,” I said, noting her breathing returning to normal.
I stood up, reached my hands under her legs where they were hung over the chair arms and lifted her until my cock was lined up with her sopping cunt. I pushed forward into her in one long motion until our bodies met.
“Oh fuck Sam you feel so damn good,” I groaned.
“Just fuck me like the slut wife I am! Take me now!” Sam begged.
I pulled back almost all the way out of her, then slammed back into her again and again.
“God, yes, like that...just like that!” Sam screamed.
I gradually picked up the pace until I was hammering her hard on every stroke. I could feel the familiar build up in my balls, and at the same time I heard Sam say, “I’m going to come, FFUUUUCK, I’m going to come again!”
I leaned into her as my strokes became even more violent, then I felt the familiar surge through me as I vented my semen into her needy pussy. At the same time, Sam peaked and screamed at the top of her lungs, her body flailing beneath me. I lowered her back into the chair and went back to my knees so we could both catch our breath.
“That was fucking incredible!” I heard Sam say. I looked up to see her appraising me intently. “Are you done?” she queried.
I responded by returning to her pussy, licking my cum from her thighs and pussy lips. I then dove into her cunt to retrieve as much of my seed as I could. What followed was a repeat of my earlier assault on her pussy with my mouth and tongue, succeeding in bringing her to another breathless orgasm.
I gave her several minutes to recover as I stood up. I flipped her over onto her knees so her head was pushed into the back of the chair. Her knees were now beside the arms of the chair presenting her nice round ass to me. She turned her head to look at me and gasped, “What are you going to do to me?”
“You’ll soon see,” I said to her, gloating.
I pushed two fingers into her cunt and scooped out some of her fluids. I separated her ass cheeks, spreading her fluids around her rosebud. Using more of her cunt juice I pushed into her with one finger to lube her back passage. I moved my finger in, out, and around inside her to coat as much as I could. I added a second finger and started stroking her asshole. I could hear her groans getting louder while I reached around and lightly fingered her clit.
Sam moaned, “Oh shit, I feel like such a slut right now. Finish your slut off, husband.”
I added a third finger to probe her ass. Once she was loosened up I pulled them out and pressed my cock to her, now open, ass. “Get ready slut,” I warned “I’m gonna rock your world.” I pushed into her slowly until I felt her soft cheeks against my thighs, then pulled back as slowly almost all the way out.
I started off stroking smoothly into her, building up speed as she became accustomed to me. I grabbed her hips for leverage then slammed into her, fucking her for all I was worth. I saw Sam’s arm moving wildly beneath her as she frantically fingered her clit. All too soon I could feel the tension in my balls and I cried out to her, “Cum for me baby! Cum for me while I fill your ass up with my seed!” Her body went rigid and her ass clenched my cock as I drove deep into her and drenched her insides with my cum.
“God, YES, YES!!” we screamed together as a simultaneous orgasm ripped through us both. We collapsed into the chair, lungs heaving, brains scrambled, bodies quivering, completely sated.
Some time later, after we both recovered, Sam was sitting on my lap in her chair. She leaned in, gave me a passionate kiss, and said, “Who needs strange men for lovers when your husband is the greatest lover of them all?”
End
