“They didn’t know what I meant. He fucked them, once. Did he eat you, give you an orgasm or two at least? Could he make you cum by playing with your tits? How long did he fuck you for if he could only get one erection? Did he want oral or anal?
“They were shocked. No man eats a pussy, they think it’s demeaning, they said. He doesn’t even try and arouse you, just has you wank him hard and sticks it in. They suggested I take some lube. They thought he lasted three or so minutes at the most.
“I told them, I wouldn’t throw away my marriage for that. Making love was great but that was just being a dump vessel. He’s not a man.
“What I said next, may make things worse between us, if that’s even possible!
“They asked what did I mean? I told them about us. Andy knows how to caress and kiss my neck and tits so I can cum. He goes down and eats me to at least two, often three and sometimes more orgasms. He can twist his tongue around my clit as his fingers play with my rosebud and pussy. I sometimes cum so hard, I think I’ve broken his neck. I’ve cum as he’s rimmed me. He’s had me begging to cum, holding me for ages, making me climb a mountain, backing off, with his fingers in my bum and pussy, before using his tongue on my clit. I almost faint as I cum.
“When his eight inches enter me, I can feel every bit as it seeks the holy grail, my cervix. He’s a lot thicker than long dick. He can fuck me hard and make me cum again and again or take me slowly on a journey to nirvana, often for over half an hour before he puts my legs over his shoulders and fucks me almost through the mattress. I cum so hard during that.
“When he fucks me doggy style, it’s like he has my “g” spot on speed dial. I can cum three or four times before he empties his balls into me.
“That’s why my thong’s so wet. My memories of you making love to me. Speaking about making love to you, showed how stupid that fucking fantasy about a big cock was. All I want or need is your loving cock.
“After I told all that to the girls, they want you to come to our nights out so you can fuck them so they can experience what a man is like. I told them I would tell you but I thought you wouldn’t want to. I added, you would be too exhausted anyway.”
She added sadly, “Really, I hoped you wouldn’t. You might think about it to get your own back.
“Big dick came over as we were finishing. He asked if I was dressed for him as I was absolutely gorgeous. I told him, no, I was dressed for you! My conscience and your words had woken me up to the danger to my marriage and for whom I should be dressed like this for.
“He tried to convince me. I asked him if he was good at eating pussy? Never touch it he answered. I told him I needed a man not a selfish wanker. The girls laughed at him and he left, his tail between his legs.
“Andy, I’m so ashamed I ever thought about cheating on you. I may not have done so physically but as you said even thinking about it could destroy us. I did mean it when I said I would be the loving wife you deserve and I’ll prove it if given a chance.
“You may already have decided I have hurt you so much you cannot stay with me.
“My mouth, pussy and even bum are all available to you if you wish. You’ll never have just a couple of quick strokes to get you hard to fuck me again unless we are both desperate.”
Kat sat, legs apart and began lightly caressing her pussy lips. She was always reluctant to masturbate in front of me. I could probably count on one hand how many times she had done so. Now here she was, outside the bedroom, slowly running her fingers over her labia. One part of me was very interested. She held her lips apart showing her extremely wet love tunnel.
“It’s yours, no one else will ever be there.” She ran her tongue over her red lipstick coated lips. She gasped, as her fingers started lightly entering her pussy while the other hand, rubbed her clit. I could see the tunnel change colour to a deep red. It looked very wet.
“Andy, come and experience my bare pussy. Do what you want. Lick me to an orgasm, fuck me. I’ll lick you clean, make you hard again. You can have whatever you want, a blowjob, a titty fuck/facial, a fuck or my bum. I’m yours. I love you and need you in me!”
I watched as she played with herself. She was struggling not to go too fast, she wanted to cum but she wanted me to make her cum. Her breathing became quick, her areolas became deep pink, her nipples long.
“Andy, I need you in me. Fuck me, maul my tits, make me yours. I love you,” she screamed as she came.
She slumped back. Her pussy looked awesome. There was a river flowing around her rosebud and onto the settee. One part of me wanted to take her up on her offer but my main brain refused. I turned back to my game.
I heard her stifle a sob. I’d never refused her advances, the few times she had made any until recent events. I heard the settee being opened and her making up the bed.
She spoke sadly, “Andy, I’ve fucked us up. I’ll sleep here, you take the bedroom. If you want to fuck me, just come through. I won’t refuse you.
“I had hoped to entice you to make love to me. I wanted to show you, we could work together to get over this but it’s so raw, I’m sure we’ll need help. I hope your anger will abate so your radar knows I’m not lying. I’m going to try and persuade you to give me that chance as I love you so much. I cannot apologise enough for my stupidity in even thinking about cheating on you. I’ll never forget the pain I have caused you.”
I was surprised when I headed to what had been our bedroom, to see her lying in the sofa bed, naked. She almost always wore unflattering nightgowns. Her eyes were red and she was as sad as I had ever seen her.