It was the first time since my wife had run off with another man that I had ventured out to face people in a purely social situation.  Dan and Diana had been friends for years and they had been working hard to get me to come out of the shell I had crawled into when Cindy had left me.  The occasion was Dan’s birthday and Diana just would not take no for an answer.

Cindy and I had been married twenty-one years and had raised three great kids and when the last one went off to college I looked forward to a life with no one to get in the way of Cindy and me renewing the passionate love affair that had disappeared when the kids came along.  Cindy had other ideas as I found when I came home from work one night and found a note on the kitchen table.

  “Brad, I took half the money in savings and cashed in one of the CD’s.  I’m out of here.  Cindy.” 

I found out later that she had run off with another woman’s husband.  That had been eighteen months ago and no one had heard from either of them since.

In addition to being crushed by her abandonment I had trouble with the law.  Cindy’s parents, when they hadn’t heard from her, called the police and accused me of killing her and of disposing of the body.  I was hauled down to the police station several times, twice in handcuffs, and interrogated.  The cops took her note and had the handwriting analyzed, they interviewed the people at the bank that had given her the money from savings and the cashed out certificate of deposit, but it wasn't until a women named Clara Moore came forward and told them that Cindy had run off with her husband that they final got off my case.  The kids were so outraged at what grandma and grandpa had done to me that they refused to have anything more to do with them.  In a nice bit of irony Cindy’s folks called me and pleaded with me to try and help them get their grand children back.  I hung up on them.

The party was fun and I was having a good time.  I didn’t see any of the pity that I had expected to see in the eyes of friends and acquaintances.  As I moved around and socialized I noticed that Diana was never very far away, she seemed to be hovering like a protective mother hen.  About an hour into the party a poker game broke out down in the basement and I went down and sat in.  Minute’s later Diana came down and handed me a fresh drink and then stood behind me watching the game.  When my glass was almost empty she reached over me and picked it up and went to get me a refill.  One of the guys asked me how come I rated the personal attention and I surprised myself by being able to joke about it.

 “After the train wreck it took her over a year to talk me into coming out of the house.  I think she is standing by to tackle me if I try to run home.” 

When Diana came back she leaned over me to put the drink on the table and I felt her tits press into my back.  It might have just been my imagination, but I thought that the contact lasted a lot longer than it should have and it did give me an erection.

I played for about two hours and during that time Diana wandered away and came back a half a dozen times and it seemed like every time she stood behind me I won.  I know that it was a coincidence but one of the other players noticed it too and commented on it. 

“No fair Diana.  We are all your guests and you shouldn’t be giving Brad all the luck.”

Diana leaned down and whispered in my ear, “How about it sweetie, am I your good luck charm?”

The hot breathy way she said it and the way she seemed to blow the words into my ear gave me another woodie.

When it was time for me to leave I hit the bathroom before going around and saying my good-byes and when I came out I found Diana waiting outside in the hall.  I thought she was waiting to use the bathroom, but when I stepped aside to let her in she followed me.  She stepped up to me, put her arms around me and kissed me.  I felt her tongue push past my lips and for a brief second I responded and returned the kiss and then I remembered who she was and where I was and I stepped back breaking the embrace.  I’m sure my face was flushed and not only because of the kiss.  I was painfully aware of my erection and of the fact that she had to be aware of it too because she had been so tightly against me. 

She smiled, “I’m so glad you came tonight Brad.”  Then she leaned forward and kissed me again on the cheek.  “Don’t forget sweetie, I’m your good luck charm.  Call me” and then she walked away to say goodbye to her other departing guests.

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Two weeks went by and then one night about seven the doorbell rang and when I answered it I found Diana standing there.  “You didn’t call so I thought that I would just come over here.”

I stepped aside so she could come in and then I followed her into the living room.  She sat down on the couch, smiled at me and said, “Have you figured it out yet sweetie?”  She read the confusion on my face.  “No?  Well let me lay it out for you.  I know you haven’t been laid since Cindy left and I want to be your first.”

I was stunned and for several seconds I just sat there and stared at her.

“Oh come on Brad, I saw you get a hard on when I pushed my tits into your back during the game and I felt it when you came out of the bathroom and I kissed you.”

“But you are Dan’s wife and even if I wanted to I couldn’t do that to a friend.”

“Why not?  He did it to you.”

“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is that Dan had been fucking Cindy for a couple of years.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Believe it sweetie.  I caught them in the act.  I walked into my bedroom one day and found him with his cock in her ass.  I saw them with my own two eyes.”

“No, she wouldn’t have.”

“Sweetie, I know that you were madly in love with her, so much so that you were blinded to what she was doing.  Cindy was a slut Brad, and she fucked damn near every friend that you had.  She started fucking around on you six months after you were married and was still fucking around on you the day she ran away.  Nobody could bring themselves to tell you because you were so hung up on her that you wouldn’t have believed them anyway.”

“No Diana, no.  I know she left me, but she wasn’t that way.  I know it, I just know it.”

“You poor sap, you still love her, don’t you?”

The look on my face gave her the answer to that question and told her that she had scored a bull’s eye.  She sighed, “I’m sorry sweetie.  I just wish somebody else could have done this to you and not me.” 

She got up, took videotape out of her purse and walked over and pushed it into the machine.  I had been watching TV when the doorbell rang so all she had to do was hit play.  She came over and sat down beside me, “I didn’t really want to do it this way sweetie, but you have to put Cindy behind you.”

On the screen I watched Cindy do a strip tease until she was down to nylons, garter belt and high heels.  Then she strutted over to a bed and laid down.  She spread her legs and started to finger fuck herself.  A couple of minutes later she pulled her fingers out of her pussy, took them to her mouth and licked them clean.  Then she smiled at the camera and made a come here motion with her hand and Hal walked into the picture.  For the next several minutes Hal fucked her and when he was through he got off the bed and Cindy made another beckoning motion and Bill walked to the bed and mounted her.  Bill was followed by Dan who was followed by Charley who was followed by Mel.  Before the tape ended I saw seven of my supposed very good friends fuck Cindy and I watched her suck all their cocks. 

“Have you noticed the date on the tape sweetie?”

 The time stamp showed that the gangbang had taken place nine months after Cindy and I had been married.  The tape ended and I was sitting there staring at a blue screen, my mind numb.

I had been so wrapped up in watching the video that I hadn’t even been aware that Diana had gotten my cock out and was stroking it.  When I did become aware I was torn between letting her continue and pushing her hand away.  Dan may have wronged me, but would fucking his wife make it right?  The more I thought about it the more confused I became.  Finally I asked Diana, “Why are you doing this?”

“When I caught Dan with Cindy I told him that the marriage was over and to pack his bags and get out.  He begged and pleaded and I finally gave in, but I told him that the price for not divorcing him was going to be my balancing the books by having sex with some one.”

“But why me?  Why now?”

“Easy answers to those sweetie.  I wasn’t going to just go out and pick up someone and do the dirty deed and then go home and rub his nose in it.  There are too many wacko’s out there or I might have grabbed some one with a disease.  No, it had to be someone that I can be comfortable with.  It can’t be any of the other men that I know because as far as I’m concerned almost all of them are assholes and dirtbags.  You saw the tape.  Those assholes were all your friends and yet they didn’t hesitate one minute to fuck Cindy behind your back.  That leaves you as the only really nice guy that I know.  The why now is just as simple.  I made up my mind that it would be you after I saw the way Cindy left you and how you reacted to it, but it has taken this long to get you to come out and socialize.  Once I got you to the party I figured that the time had come.”

“I don’t know about this Diana.  You, the tape, it’s all so sudden.”

“Oh you know sweetie, at least your cock knows.”

She had been stroking me the entire time we had been talking and I was about ready to ejaculate.  “Oh Jesus, you better get a hankie.”

“No hankie sweetie, I don’t believe in them” and she lowered her mouth to my cock and her lips closed around it just as it let go.  She didn’t take her mouth off me until I was soft and then she looked at me and smiled, “Care to show me your bedroom sweetie?”

The sex in the bedroom was intense.  Diana had a lush body, a tight pussy and she was insatiable.  We fucked until I came and then she sucked me until I was hard again and I fucked her a second time.  She screamed, she kicked, she clawed and she bit and when I had cum in her for the second time she asked me to do her a favor.

“Eat my pussy sweetie.  Nothing turns me on more than having my cum filled pussy eaten.” 

It was something that I’d never done before, but I hadn’t been laid in over eighteen months and right then I was willing to do anything that would keep her on that bed.  We made love twice more that night and after both times she had asked me to eat her cum filled box and I did.  I actually got to where I liked it.  When she looked at her watch and said it was time for her to go I asked her if she was going to tell Dan when she got home. 

“No sweetie.  He fucked around on me for years, I’m not going to settle for just one night.  Why, you want me to come back?”  My smile said it all.

For the next three weeks Diana and I had a wild and passionate affair.  We saw each other three or four times a week and I couldn’t get enough of her.  Diana had a kinky side as I found out one afternoon.  “Would you please eat my pussy before we make love?”  I did and she was soaking wet.

“Jesus honey, you sure got hot and wet thinking about us getting together today.”

She laughed, “Don’t be silly.  Dan fucked me just before I left the house.”  She laughed again, “You should see your face, its priceless.  Hey, it’s only fair.  He eats me after I’ve been with you, of course he doesn’t know it.”

She did it to me three more times and while I won’t say I came to like it, I will say that it didn’t bother me all that much as a price to pay for everything else that I got from Diana.  Then came the night I had been dreading.  She walked into the house looking like the ultimate whore.  Short, short skirt, low cut blouse and five inch heels. 

“I want you to treat me like a slut tonight baby.  Be dirty, be nasty, live out any fantasy you have because tonight is our last time.  Tomorrow I’ll tell Dan that the score is even.  He’ll never know it was you, but I can never see you again, at least not like this.  We can still be friends though, if you want to.”

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A lot has happened in the six months since that night.  Cindy called me from California and tearfully told me that she was sorry and that she still loved me and if I would just send her the money for a ticket she would hurry home to me.  I told her I would send her something and I did.  I sent her a copy of her gangbang tape along with a note suggesting that she find a porno distributor and sell it to them to get the money she needed.

Diana has moved in with me.  Even though Dan had agreed that Diana could have another man to get even with him he didn’t really mean it.  He agreed thinking that she would never do it.  When she went home and told him that the score was even he lost it, called her a whore and told he was going to divorce her and see to it that she wouldn’t get a dime. 

She had laughed at him, “Got any proof other than my telling you?  What if I didn’t really do it, but just told you that so we could get on with our lives?  You have anything to prove me a liar?  You on the other hand are screwed.  I’ve got your balls in a vise and now that I know just where we stand I’m going to squeeze the hell out of them.  You made two big mistakes hubby dear - three if you count screwing Cindy in the first place - one, you kept a copy of the tape you made gangbanging her, and two - you weren’t smart enough to hide it where I couldn’t find it.  I’ve got solid proof baby, and you ain’t got shit!”

Both of our divorces are pending and should be final in a month.  My kids like Diana and have been asking me when I plan on making her an honest woman.  I may be taking a lot for granted since I’m doing it without talking to her, but I’m going shopping for a ring tomorrow.  I might be wrong, but I think if I promise to keep eating her cream pie she just might accept my proposal.