It was shortly after this that Sophie informed her husband that one of her friends, Charlie, was having his apartment redecorated, and that she’d told him that he could stay with them for some days.
Charlie arrived, and after being introduced to Barry, made himself at home.
Sophie was all attention to her friend, looking after his every need and comfort. After dinner they had all watched a movie and then Sophie announced to her husband that she and Charlie were going to take a shower.
Barry felt embarrassed at this humiliation among the many other humiliations. Worse was to come though. Sophie, returning from having her shower with Charlie, and now dressed in a sexy baby-doll nightie, said to her husband, “you’ll have to make the best you can of the sofa tonight, Charlie and I are having the bedroom.
Charlie was standing their at Sophie’s side, and grinning broadly. Barry cringed under this new disparagement, but simply nodded in agreement.
Soon, laying stretched out on the sofa, with a pillow under his head, Barry first heard lots of laughter and tittering from the bedroom, before it subsided into lots of soft moaning groans of delight, along with animal grunting, and much subdued talk which he strained to hear but couldn’t quite catch.
“Oh God,” Barry groaned to himself in an impotent rage of jealousy. “How did my marriage ever come to this twisted state of affairs.” but he lay there and did nothing. He knew he was weak. He knew that he was laughed and sneered at, but he could do nothing in his pathetic impotence.
In the bedroom, Sophie and Charlie were fucking lustfully. “It turns me on fucking you with your husband just out there,” Charlie told Sophie.
“Would you like to fuck me in front of him?” Sophie had panted, eager to please her adulterous friend in any way that she could.
“Fuck, that would be fantastic,” Charlie had replied.
Sophie, who had been sitting on top of Charlie’s massive cock, climbed off and went into the living room where her husband was still awake and listening to the sounds of his wife’s lovemaking with the usurper of his marriage rights.
“Darling,” Sophie said, “come into the bed with us, you can’t be comfortable here.”
“I’m all right Barry had muttered in reply.
Sophie tried to insist, but her husband was stubborn. She decided to just tell him the truth. “Charlie wants to fuck me in front of you,” she told her husband bluntly.
“God, don’t you think this isn’t bad enough for me already”, Barry complained sullenly.
“I don’t care what you feel,” Sophie told him, “if Charlie wants that, then he’ll have it,” and she tried to pull her suffering husband from the sofa.
Barry was adamant that he wouldn’t move. “I’m not doing that for his perverted tastes,” he complained.
“Do it for me then,” Sophie said, “I want to be fucked by him with you watching.”
Barry was shocked. He would do anything to keep his wife, and a moment later he was following Sophie back to the bedroom.
Charlie turned all of the lights on so that they were totally illuminated. “Let me fuck your mouth in front of him baby,” he told Sophie, treating the husband like some worthless rubbish.
Barry stood their like a dumb animal, watching the guy fuck Sophie’s mouth vigorously so that she gasped and choked on his huge member. “See how I’m fucking your wife’s mouth as if she was a filthy whore,” Charlie sneered at Barry. Then he said to Sophie, “come on slut, now let him see how your cunt should really be fucked.” He said this in such a rough, crude way that Sophie was thrilled, and she too sneered at her husband and made comments about her being fucked properly.
Charlie fucked Sophie hard and lustfully, tremendously excited about doing this in front of her husband.
After some minutes of fucking, Charlie turned again towards where Barry was still standing and watching. “Did you know that your wife is a whore and likes it up her ass?” he asked but of course got no response. “Get on all fours slut,” he then told Sophie.
Sophie needed no prompting. “Let me hear you telling your husband how you want me to fuck your ass bitch,” Charlie sneered.
Sophie giggled and turned her face to her husband, “darling,” she began in a soft, sexy, and sensuous voice, “I love having Charlie fuck me up my backside.” She then looked at Charlie and they laughed together as Charlie made good his intention, and slowly slid his huge, solid cock right up into Sophie’s anal tunnel.
“Oh my God, what filth, and to think that she was so pure and sweet,” Barry moaned in his misery.
After this expansion of her games of infidelity, Sophie and her friends took things even further, with the four men coming regularly to Barry’s house and gang-banging Sophie in the most debauched and filthy ways imaginable. Strangely though, Barry, over the following months, came to be proud of the way his wife was the centre of attention and so popular with these other men. Gradually he came to feel great satisfaction at seeing her so much in demand and enjoying herself so very much.
This odd relationship flourished and Barry and Sophie came to love each other more deeply than they had when married.
Over the years, Sophie’s sex partners came and went, but her marriage outlasted those of many of her more “normal” friends.