Warning: The content of this story may offend some people. It contains explicit sex descriptions. If you are not of the age to have access to such material you are advised to read no further.

I’ve had many readers ask if there is a continuing series of Undercover. Well the answer is yes. The following story will be entwined with it also

Again thanks to all my readers who write to me and ask questions about my life and interests I’m always happy to answer your questions.

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Alex was in a happy mood, a very happy mood. He hummed a tune and his fingers danced on the top of the steering wheel as he drove. He had every reason to be happy, he’d been away on business for a couple of days and tonight he would be seeing his lovely wife Sara again…god how he missed her. He never knew he could love and miss anyone like this…it was only two days but it seemed a lifetime since he’d held her in his arms, ran his hands over her vibrant curvaceous body…felt her firm breasts pressing into his chest…god he was getting an erection just thinking about it and for a moment or two stroked the bulge that had appeared in his trousers. Then suddenly his daydreams were broken into. Just as he had turned into Maple Ave he thought he’d seen Sara…but this Sara was with another guy arms lovingly around each other, the same way that he and Sara walked…surely his mind was playing tricks with him. He’d been so caught up thinking about her, he genuinely thought he was looking at Sara.

He found a parking spot just a little further ahead and pulled in, keeping out of sight. Taking another careful look as they came nearer, he could see them clearer now. There was no doubt whatsoever, it was Sara all right, they were so wrapped up in each other they were never going to see Alex observing them. They walked a little further, and then stopped. The guy put his arms around her waist, drew her in and started to kiss her passionately on the lips. Sara had her arms around his neck and was just as passionate with the kiss…the guys hands had now slipped to her ass and was squeezing her bum and gyrating a little…. more than likely letting her know he had an erection on. The kissing finished, they continued on, arms around each other, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Alex felt cold and numbed by what he had just witnessed, the erection in his trousers now long gone. He sat staring at the receding couple and the sound of Sara’ hi heals as they clacked on the pavement. Rage was building up inside him, how could this be, Sara and he had seemed the perfect couple. He’d seen no sign that she was dissatisfied with their marriage, she was always loving and attentive to him as indeed he was with her, he loved her so much, it actually hurt…now his dreams were shattered…just like a fragile glass bowl. He sat there brooding, anger building. “I’ll kill them…. I’ll fucking kill them” he murmured to himself as he slammed the car door behind him, striding off after them.

“No…no…calm yourself Alex…follow but do nothing, find out what is actually going on…killing them may give a certain satisfaction, but you’ll still finish up in prison for murder…as justifiable as you may think it is…let’s just see where this is going” he said to himself and as he walked his heart and rage slowly subsided.

Maple Ave led to Andover St… a street of restaurants and boutique type bars. The night was chilly so he dashed back for the car and as luck would have it a parking spot opened up for him just as he arrived. Yes…yes, there they were, seated in full view, holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes…bastard thought Alex…his anger rising again. Calm yourself…calm yourself…deep breaths…. deep breaths.

By the time he’d watched them finish their meal and were drinking their coffee. He’d seen enough. He was going home, unpack and see what time Sara returned. See what her explanation was…if any.

He left the car outside the apartment, unpacked leaving all the lights on. When she did return she’d see he was already home before her. As he went from room to room, he sensed and felt that there had been another man in the house whilst he’d been away and the lid on the toilet seat was a dead give away, no way would Sara have left it up since he had been away, only another male would do that, she’d definitely had, had a guy here, thoughts of what had gone on rampaged through his mind. Not only for tonight, but also from other times. It meant very little then, but now it seemed to loom large. Like the times they had been out together, just having a meal. The sudden appearance at their table of a guy, smiling at Sara, asking how things were. Sara’s blush, her awkward almost embarrassing reply…suddenly caught out.

“Oh…oh Brad…er…I’m just fine…this…. this is my husband Alex” she’d stammer.

The look on Brads face as he realized he’d made a boo, boo.
”Oh hi…hi Alex…. pleased to meet you” offering his hand, another embarrassed response as they both tried to recover.

“Brads married to Nancy…. one of the girls at work” she’d said, looking at Brad, hoping he’d pick up on it.

“Is Nancy not with you tonight?” Sara asked.

“Er no…no, volunteered to baby sit…let me out by myself” he said. “Well must be off…nice to meet you Alan,” he said as he left.

“It’s Alex by the way…not Alan” he said as Brad turned to go.

“Oh yes of course, sorry…nice to have met you Alex”, then he was gone.

Well it wasn’t only Brad…. there were others she’d introduced him to. They were supposedly husbands of female customers, who bought at the fashion shop Sara worked at, Lombards…not your K-Mart type store, but one of those fancy high priced stores with high priced fashion gowns, dresses and underwear.

It was starting to fit together, funny how he’d never seen it before. Love was truly blind. It had never occurred to Alex that something was going on and he had not realized it…well he was determined to find out just what it was.

He poured himself a drink, a large drink and sat in the shadows and waited. He heard the car as it drew to a standstill…a tentative look from behind the curtains, making sure he was not seen, he could see Sara a concerned look on her face, but not concerned enough to leave the guy and come on in. There was conversation between them, then the car pulled away from the kerb and sped away.

Alex poured another drink and waited…. and waited. He couldn’t believe it, this was a bad dream, why, why, why? Sara and he had seemed so fine together, what was it he couldn’t give her. The thoughts racing through his mind right now, another guy holding her naked body, feeling, touching her every crevice, inside her, humping up and down between those gorgeous legs of hers. He drained his glass and flung it against the wall, smashing it into a thousand pieces. “Bastards…. bastards…. you fucking bastards” he shouted.

He cooled down and swept up the mess…he had to keep calm, no matter what he had to keep calm.

Looking calm and relaxed he was lounging on the couch when a taxi pulled up at one thirty in the morning.

He heard the key in the latch and the door opening.

“Hello…honey, is that you…you’re back early” it was Sara as she entered the lounge area.

Rising from the couch, Alex went to great her. “Yeh well I managed to get the job done quicker than I thought…might as well come home…. but you weren’t here”

“Well when you said tomorrow I went out with some of the girls from the shop…. a girls night out… a few wines and lots of girlie talk”

God she’s good…. didn’t bat an eye…I suppose she’s had a while to think up a really good convincing story, he thought.

“Oh come here darling…I’ve missed you so much” she said holding out her arms, allowing Alex to gather her in his arms.

God she felt and smelt good…he’d thought of nothing else since leaving. He held her close, letting his hands run from the small of her back down to her buttocks, gently running over the firm curved surface, giving each buttock a squeeze. It was the smell that did it…the distinct smell of male aftershave…mingled with her own perfume.

He suddenly had an erection, pressing it into he groin area, gyrating. Her own response was immediate, her arms around his neck, mouth and lips on his as she kissed him with great passion, a passion he’d never known before. All other thoughts were driven from his mind…now lust took control…for all that he had seen that night, he wanted to have her and fuck her more than ever before.

“Oh darling…darling I’ve missed you so much” she coed in his ear. How easily she slipped into her part…the ever-loving wife, he still could not believe this was the same woman.

The feel on her firm breasts, coupled with the feel of her ass, driving him on. Now was not the time for the inquisition that would come later.

His hands shook as he tried unbuttoning her blouse, he felt like it was the first time, the young excited kid about to get his first fuck.

“Here let me my love” she said, unbuttoning her blouse and shrugging out of it.

Oh dear god, the red and black bra holding back those beautiful firm breasts. He didn’t wait for her to unclasp it, he tore at the bra, tearing it away, revealing their perfect shape, hard nipple standing out from the little brown circle…his mouth was upon it and suckling at it like some hungry half starved child.

“Oh god Alex…what’s gotten into you tonight?” she asked laughing. “You’re a real hungry monster”

“God I need you…I so do need you…I want to fuck you like I’ve never done before”

“God if this is after only three days…maybe you should stay away longer”

Yes he thought…you’d just love that wouldn’t you…how many guys would you fuck then?

He carried her into the bedroom and flung her on the bed. She wasted no time in removing her skirt and knickers, spreading her legs apart, letting him see her wet cunt. She knew what he liked to see and do…and she liked it also.

Alex likewise had wasted no time in undressing as he pulled down his underpants, his erection sprung out like a jack in the box, standing stiff and proud.

“God honey…you seem bigger and stiffer than ever…what you on?” she asked

“Lust…. just pure lust and adrenalin, and you’ve never been fucked like this before” he said, but knowing what he knew now he doubted that was totally true. Looking at the wet slit between her legs he wondered just how many cocks had been in there…well all those questions could wait. He pushed her legs apart and buried his face into her pussy; kissing, licking, tongue delving. She cried out with delight, body tense, hips rising, pushing herself against his warm moist mouth.

He could taste her fluid, not the usual taste, he now knew she’d been with another guy, there was an added taste, probably the taste of male cum mixed with her own. Alex was a connoisseur when it came to this, like a wine connoisseur knows his wines, Alex knew the taste of his wife and this was different, but it did not deter him, his finger was inside her flipping out her love nub, mouth suckling at it as she screamed and thrashed from side to side.

“Oh god Alex…Alex…oh god…oh god…” her hands pulling at his head, wanting every inch of his tongue.

She knew Alex loved this part; he could stay there forever, feeding on her pussy, which suited her, as she so liked this part as well. With his feeding frenzy over, he threw himself between her legs, pushing them roughly further apart. Like a man possessed he thrust himself inside, causing her to cry out.

“Oh god…oh Alex…oh my….”

“You like that honey…you like being fucked hard and fast eh…. this how you like it?”

“Oh god yes…yes…. yes” she gasped and cried. This was so unlike Alex, he was thrusting harder and deeper than ever before, not the gentle Alex, but yes she did like this new Alex.

Alex liked it to…he’d never known his cock to be so big…so hard. Every thrust he made he wanted to hurt her, but the harder and deeper he thrust the more she liked it and the louder she screamed…almost begging him to go harder and deeper.

“Oh god Alex…. fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…yes…. yes…yes” excitement in her voice. Again a new Sara, he’d never heard her use such words before, these were two different people becoming more and more passionate.

Alex was panting as if running in some marathon, sweat pouring from him, but he did not waver, did not stop. This feeling, this desire, this raw lust was all new to him and he liked it…the feeling of euphoria…. like some kind of drug had taken over his mind, his body as he continued to pile drive into her and still she begged for more.

“Harder…harder Alex…go on fuck me…fuck me…yeah that’s the way…fuck harder…harder”

“Uh…uh….uh…uh…” Alex continued frenzied, fanatically.

He stopped, flipped her on to her stomach and entered her from behind again the frenzied thrusting, the slap, slap, slap of groin against buttock, he loved the feel of her bum against his groin, smooth, firm… like a soft warm pad

“I’m cuming Sara…I’m cuming” he declared.

“No…no not yet…please not yet” she screamed, but Alex could hold back no more. Sara’s pussy wrapped around his hard cock was like a vacuum pump, pulling and sucking at it, she was wet so wet, and he could hear the squelch he made every time he thrust into her.

“Oh god” he screamed and he came and came again and again, giving her all, until he had no more to give her, then collapsing on top of her, completely spent. In all the many times he’s fucked her it had never been as good as this.

“God Alex…what are you taking…you’ve never been as passionate as that before” she declared, panting herself.

“Did you like it honey…like being fucked good and hard”. He was going to add. Is that how the other guys fuck you, but held back… no he didn’t want to approach the subject right now, she’d only lie about it and it would put her on her guard…he wanted her to think nothing was amiss.

“Yes honey…that’s exactly how I like it” she replied, turning and kissing him fully and passionately on the lips, holding his body tight against hers.

There was little sleep for either of them that night; the sex went on until early morning, when eventually they both fell asleep, locked in each other’s arms.

Alex awoke; Sara’s hand was stroking a hard erection he had developed in his sleep.

“Whow tiger you are really something…you must be taking something” she said smiling, kissing him fully, and then rolling on top of him, inserting his hard manhood inside her, working the shaft.

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He sat alone in the kitchen drinking his fourth cup of coffee, thinking, thinking about last night, first the guy he’d seen her with and the obvious result of that. They’d gone somewhere his place, a motel room perhaps. The guy had obviously fucked her of that he was certain…but just how many other guys had fucked her. In all the time they had been together, he’d never once suspected anything like this could happen…there were two Sara’s. The sex he’d had with her after, for all that had gone on before he’d still enjoyed the sex with her. He had to find out more, get some real tangible proof, and then face her with it, no clever excuses or stories.

He’d formulated a plan. It was obvious she brought men here, to their home. As a security expert it would not be difficult to rig up a few cameras in strategic areas around the house. His office, workshop was in the basement, an area Sara very rarely visited and besides he kept it locked, only he having the key. He could link the cameras to monitors, wait and watch, he’d soon have his proof…. all the proof he needed.

He had a contract coming up in another couple of week’s time, well that’s what he told Sara. In fact there was no contract. He would leave the flat as per normal but would return to his basement office and monitor what she did.

She’d had two late nights this week so far, sighting a fashion show for her lateness. She’d invited Alex to accompany her but as she knew full well he would decline the offer. Alex suspected there was no fashion show…just some other guy or guys. It was definitely a Jeckle and Hyde situation. Sara was two different women. She’d been so good at the subterfuge it had completely fooled him. Had it not been for that chance return, this could have gone on for years and he would never have known.

That night before Alex left, it had been another night of wild passion. Sex with Sara was always like that now. She was like a wild animal…urging him for more. The harder and deeper he thrust the louder her cries.

She held and hugged him tight before he left, telling him to hurry back, that she loved and missed him so much it hurt to be parted from him. He responded in kind and said he would phone her each night and would try and hurry through the business…then he left.

The motel he’d booked into was near by and he spent the day keeping out of sight, waiting for the dark…. Time to go.

He drove back until he was a couple of blocks from home…parking the car in amongst the other cars. Would Sara see and recognize it…possibly but highly unlikely.

He walked the remaining distance, keeping head down. The lights in the house were on and he could see the shadows and silhouettes on the curtains. With the stealth of a cat burglar he quietly crept into his basement office…no lights just the monitors…he checked each in turn…all working. He sat down and waited. He followed Sara’s progress through the house. There was no doubt she was preparing to go out…or there again remain in and do the entertaining from home.

Alex watched as she opened the bottle of red wine, pouring a glassful and draining most in one gulp, then topping it up. She held onto the glass and wandered aimlessly around the house taking sips of wine as she went, then as if deciding what to do she drained the glass, put it on the table and proceeded to strip…naked. God her body looked absolutely marvelous…breasts…she had the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen on a woman…right now he wanted to reach out, run his hands over their surface, tweak those nipples and massage them…feel the breast and nipple getting firm from his attention… Her butt… another truly beautiful asset, rounded firm buttocks, god how he loved running his hands over them and squeezing them like ripe melons. He wanted to dash up stairs and burst in on her, throw her on the bed and ravish her…his erection was bursting his pants.

She made for the shower…an area not covered with cameras. He could imagine the cascading water as it flowed over her body, down around her carefully shaved pussy…that little tuft she left, then down her legs and gurgling out the plug hole…it was a long shower…then with towel in hand she stepped out naked and rubbing herself dry… She applied body lotion and body spray’s giving plenty of attention to her pussy… in fact spraying it three times

This was the time he really enjoyed eating her pussy…his erection strained even more at the sight and thoughts running through his mind.

He watched her pick out the items she wanted to wear. Her choice of clothing convincing Alex that it was a man she wanted to impress. The black and red g-string, just covering her pussy and vanishing between the crack of her ass…he’d not seen those before…good choice guaranteed to fire up any man…matching red and black bra…pushing the breasts close together forming a nice deep cleavage. The guy was gona love staring at that. Sitting she rolled on her black stockings, seductively pulling each one up her long shapely legs, adjusting them around her thighs, then swayed back and forth in front of the mirror, hands on hips posing provocatively, pouting her full sensuous red lips, admiring the image before her, cupping her own breasts and squeezing them…again pouting her lips…running her hand down between her legs, rubbing her cunt and moaning… Hell she was on heat, she wanted to be fucked and fucked real bad. When she’d finished playing with herself, she slipped into the short black cocktail dress…fluffing back her long dark hair, again twisting back and forth and admiring the almost finished product. Twenty minutes later the complete package was ready for delivery… god she looked gorgeous. Alex was beside himself with lust and desire…the guy whoever he was should count himself lucky.

He poured himself a drink and sat back watching, watched her move from room to room. Patting a cushion here adjusting another there, then moving to the bedroom, she took an appraising look around… moved to the bed and turned down the covers…and trimmed the bedside lights, a dull warm red glow, so she was going to bring the guy back here…he just had to sit tight and wait.

He jumped a little when the doorbell rang, his heart starting to race, he hadn’t heard the car pull up outside. This was it…the fact was he felt excited and exhilarated by it all. When she opened the door a tall slim guy entered. He seemed quite a few years older than her and it wasn’t the same guy he’d seen her with on that first night… just how many boyfriends did she have? This guy was late forties early fifties.

“Sara you look just stunning…as always my love” he said. Alex wondered if the other guy was kept in the dark just as he had been.

He put his arms around her, drew her to him, snuggled his face in her hair and kissed her neck.

“Mmmm you smell and taste delicious my love… I’m ready to fuck you now”

Sara just gently pushed him away and smiled. “Later Howard…later” So his name was Howard

He grabbed her shawl from the nightstand and placed it around her shoulders, again taking the opportunity to kiss her neck…then they left.

Now all Alex had to do was wait…he knew eventually they would return. The sight of the bed and it’s turned down bed sheets was the hardest part… he turned off the monitor.

Try as he might, he could not stop the thoughts of Sara and another guy invading his thinking… doing the same thing as he and she did together. The sound of a car brought him out of his dour mood.

He sat up and paid attention to his monitors…the show was about to start.

Sara stepped through the door first, closely followed by the boyfriend. He took her rap and placed it on the nightstand, then closed up behind her, his arms slipping around her waist and snuggled into her neck, kissing and biting it. Pressing what would be an erection against her ass and gyrating.

“No, no…no marks Howard” she said.

“Mmmm you feel so good my dear…I’ve thought of little else but fucking you since the last time…I gotta tell you I have one big load to deliver”

“That’s just fine my sweet…I’m sure I can take it all” she replied. Then she reached up, held his face in her hand, turned slightly kissed him gently on the cheek and said, “Your patience is about to be rewarded my love”

It seemed to ignite his pent up passions as he spun her around, arms still around her waist, crushing his lips against her lips, tongues locked in combat, his hands now squeezing her buttocks, she could feel his hard erection pressing into her.

“Oh god come on…come on…let me fuck you” he said, voice trembling with excited anticipation as he slipped the shoulder straps off her shoulders allowing the dress to slide over her body and on to the floor. Now Alex was just as excited as Howard, the sight of his wife dressed only in her sexy underwear had him all fired up and hard.

Howard’s hands trembled as he undid her bra strap, revealing her bare breasts, hands and mouth combined in ravaging her round firm tits. As he did so she slipped out of the g-sting after all it hid nothing and was going to be removed in any case.

“Oh gee…oh god…oh shit” was all he could stammer; he was excited and trembled with excitement.

“Come my love…let’s go to bed” she said, “Oh yes…yes…yes” he replied eagerly, scooping her up and carrying her naked body to the bedroom..

She kicked off her shoes, pulled back the bedcover and slipped between the sheets. So whatever was going to happen was going to happen under, rather on top of the sheets?

Head on pillow, her dark hair splayed out, she waited as Howard undressed; there was no need to ask if he was aroused, his large erect penis said it all. Like Sara he pulled back the sheets and climbed in beside her, arms enfolding her, hands exploring her. It was the motion of the sheets that told the story as his hand made straight between her legs for her pussy.

“Oh my…that is so wet my sweet angel…I’ve waited so long for this moment” he said, his fingers slipping inside her. She gave a little gasp as he did so. I saw the sheets move as she allowed her legs to part a little.

“Ohhhhh Howard…I just love that my dear” her own hand reaching out for his erection.

“Jeeze Howard you feel so big tonight…and so hard”

“Yes my dear…a full eight inches just for you…do you want it?”

“Of course I want it…I want to feel all eight inches of it…work it hard and thrust it deep my love”

“Of that you can be certain” was his reply.

He’d thrown back the bedcover that hid her breasts. His hand now cupping and squeezing the firm rounded flesh, mouth gently bighting the erect nipple. Then his head vanished beneath the sheets and I saw the material bulge as he made his way down her body. The sheets stretched as she parted her legs, she knew where he was headed. It’s the same place Alex would be heading. Another gasp as his mouth and tongue kissed and delved inside her pussy.

“Howard…oh god Howard” she cried. Eyes closed, body pushing upward, wanting to feel his mouth and tongue give an even more erotic feeling.

Alex knew just how much she loved having her pussy eaten; he’d done it so many times himself. Suddenly he realized he had his hard cock in his hand and was stroking it…. Somehow watching his wife in bed with another guy excited him.

Sara’s head thrashed from side to side on the pillow, her eyes were closed, she wallowed in a wonderful world of euphoria…an orgasm hit her and she screamed, Howard’s mouth and tongue were relentless as it sucked up the honey she was producing. Suddenly he was moving up her body, the sheets marking his progress like some mole in the ground…then he was on top of her, the sheets again stretching as she flung her legs apart to accommodate him. There was a cry “Oh god Howard” as he roughly thrust his hard eight inches inside her.

A wicked lustful laugh from Howard “Yeah honey…that’s how you like it…tell me that’s how you like it”

“Oh yes…yes…yes Howard that is exactly how I like it” she cried. Not a painful cry, but a cry of satisfaction. The bed sheet rising and falling as he thrust and fucked her. It was just as it had been between her and Alex…Howard thrust hard and deep…she screamed and shouted for more… “Harder, harder…fuck me harder Howard please, fuck me harder” she pleaded.

“Yeah honey I’ll fuck you harder” and the pace got wilder. Alex could hear the bed groan and creak under the strain…the bedspring’s squeaked…the bed head banged against the wall as Howard drove relentlessly on. Faster, harder. The sound of Howard’s labored breathing as the pace picked up.

“Do you love me honey…tell me you love me” he asked

“God yes…yes I love you Howard…. I love you, oh dear god I love you”

“I love you too sweetheart…you’re just the best thing in the world…I want to marry you”

“I can’t my love…. I just can’t”

Alex could not believe what he was seeing and what he was hearing…it was a dream…. some sort of nightmare…soon he’d wake up and be rid of it, this was not the woman he’d loved these past five years…the woman he was married to…it just couldn’t be

“Oh god I’m cuming honey…I’m cuming…I can’t hold back…oh god…oh god… ohhhhhh” and then the bed sheet stopped moving up and down as he unloaded his pent up frustrations into her…until like Alex he had no more to give. At the same time Alex was cuming all over the desk. Like Howard he could not contain his excitement and had to let go…he lay back in the chair…himself exhausted.

Howard remained inside and on top of Sara until the last drop had drained from him. He flung back the covers. Alex could see Sara’s breasts heaving up and down as she also fought to get her breath back. A naked Howard, his cock now deflating walked to where his jacket had been discarded, taking out his wallet he counted out some money.

“Four hundred bucks is that the right amount my dear?” he asked.

“That’s correct Howard…same as last time”

“Will another two hundred buy me another hour or so?” he asked

“Make it three and you have a deal” she replied.

He didn’t argue, he just shelled out another three hundred dollars…she was worth every cent he told himself as he lifted the sheet and slid in beside her.

Oh god it was getting worse, now Alex realized he was married to a prostitute a whore. How could she and how long had she concealed the truth from him.

Howard had snuggled up close to Sara, his hand between her legs a slight smile of delight showing on her face as Howard’s fingers played with her pussy, teasing and tantalizing her.

Alex decided to interrupt the play. Picking up his cell phone he dialed the number and watched the screen. The sound of the phone broke the spell as Sara reached for the phone. “Hello” she said. “Oh hi honey it’s me” Alex replied,” Just had to ring you… I miss you so much”

“And I miss you sweetheart…I hope you’re coming home soon” she asked.

“Don’t know it’s proving a bigger job than I first thought”

Howard had started to nibble on her ear, she tried to hide the delightful feeling she received from it, his hand still working frantically and her pussy…her eyes were closed and was bighting on her lower lip…stifling a scream.

“Hello…you still there sweetheart” Alex asked

“Oh yes…yes I’m here my love” she replied and at the same time trying to get Howard to stop. “I’m in bed reading a good book and sipping wine… I wish it was you here with me”

Yeah right he thought, you don’t miss me one bit as he watched Howard continue to kiss and play with her. “God I wish I was with you to honey… but another couple of days and I should be heading back…I’ve got a big erection on just thinking about you my sweet”

“Well just remember who it belongs to…no giving it to some other woman”

“Hey…you know you’re the only woman for me sweetheart”

“And you’re the only man for me my love”

Howard had slid on top and had thrust inside her. Alex could see the bed sheet moving up and down as he gently and slowing worked back and forth, his mouth kissing Sara’s neck. Her eyes were closed and her red sensuous lips formed a big O at the feel of his eight inches sliding in and out.

“Well I’d better go sweetheart… just wanted to hear your voice…sleep tight”

“Yes my love I’ll just finished this chapter then it’s lights out… goodnight my love” then she hung up, flinging the phone to one side and concentrating on the job on hand.

Alex watched as the slow gentle movements became more and more frantic and urgent… until for the second time that night Howard released another load of cum into Sara.

Watching the action unfold had both excited and worn him out. Once again he’d masturbated to the scene before him.

He’d seen all he could or wanted for the night. He did not know how much longer Howard would stay. He was torn between taking what he had and dashing upstairs and confronting them with it, but it bothered him that he had been so excited watching them together, there was another three days to go, he decided to play a wait and see game, come back tomorrow night and see what and who she went with.

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The following evening saw him in front of the monitors again. It was a similar scenario as she showered, dressed pranced and preened herself, again her pussy came under particular attention as she sprayed he body with body fresh. It was a different guy, about the same age as Howard, but not quite as athletic a little chubby around the waist and far less hair, almost balding. This time it was not conducted under the sheets but on top. He could see bare flesh upon bare flesh, saw the guy actually feed his hard cock into her pussy, and saw it slide back and forth. First on her back, then on all fours, the bed made the same protests, the slap, slap, slap of naked flesh against naked flesh as he pounded relentlessly into her, her screams and shouts, begging for more, deeper and harder…it was all just the same. One thing he did see was her mouth wrapped around the guys cock as she sucked on it, and from time to time licking and suckling his balls.

“God Sara…you sure know how to suck cock” he had said. That was something he did not know, he’d only asked her once to suck his cock and she’d been reviled at the thought of it…he never asked her again…yet here she was happily sucking on this guys cock…just who was this woman upstairs.

The following night was the stinger. The limo pulled up outside, two black guys jumped out rang the doorbell and escorted her into the back seat, then sped away. When they returned he watched them all enter, laughing and flirting with each other, the guys grabbing at her, fondling her ever part, as they flirted they undressed her, item, by item, then one of them scooped her up, she giggled laughed and squealed, kicked her legs, like an excited schoolgirl as he carried her into the bedroom. With her arms around his neck, she pulled the guy close, kissing him lustfully and passionately on the lips…again she squealed with delight as he flung her onto the bed. She seemed to take great delight watching them undress, her legs bent at the knees and spread wide, she was teasing them, provoking them, making them more excited than they were already. She pouted those lips of hers again, blew them kisses…winked, inviting them in. Standing naked on each side of the bed, they gazed at the wet open slit between her legs, even Alex could see she ready for them…she was ready to play games, have fun. This was no reluctant woman but a very keen and willing participant, she pouted her lips and inserted her fingers in her pussy.

“Ok you guys…fuck me and fuck me hard…make me scream for mercy… I want you and I want you bad”

Alex watched as the first guy knelt between her legs, then proceed to feed his hard cock inside her… watched amazed as it slowly vanished… only his balls now visible.

“Oh sugar that feels good…you like that babe…is this what you want”

“Yes…yes…yes of course it’s what I want…now fuck me…please,” she begged.

His arse slowly swayed back and forth, sending his cock deep into her cunt, and then it picked up the pace. Faster and faster he went and the faster he went the more she moaned, sighed and screamed, begging more of him, harder and faster she pleaded. Alex could see his wife was ecstatic with desire and was deriving great pleasure from the attention these two guys gave her, at no time did she falter. Each took it in turn to fuck her, as one fucked; she sucked on the other one and vice versa. He wondered how she could take such punishment…it did not seem to worry her; in fact she was reveling in it. Complying with each and every request they made of her. Over on her stomach, head buried in the pillow, her pert ass pointing upward, firm rounded buttocks, strong black hands holding it in place, the guys ass behind hers as he thrust back and forth, her cries for more were quite distinct. The slap, slap, slap as his groin and thighs came into contact with her butt. One of the guys stood up and asked her to suck on his cock. She knelt before him; opened wide as the guy slipped it into her warm moist mouth. Her hand worked like lightning up and down the shaft at the same time sucking, faster and faster she went then suddenly she was gagging and spluttering as he let himself go, filling her with his warm cum, unable to hold it all in her mouth it dribbled down her chin. She opened her mouth wide to let the guy see it was filled with his cum.

“That’s my girl…you like my cum sugar?” he asked

She threw back her head, swallowed it, and once again opened her mouth to let him now see it had all gone and said yes, she just loved it. He smiled patted her head an told her she was a good girl.

It was the last night, he’d rang her but she hadn’t answered it, she was too busy getting fucked up the arse. This was another first, he was finding hard to believe, he’d never ever thought it would happen; his wife was definitely two different persons.

The guy had asked her “I’m gona stick it up you’re ass honey…is that ok?”

“Of course it’s ok” she’d replied and had waddled her hind end, presenting it to him, inviting him to penetrate it. Alex saw her grimace as he slowly pushed inward.

“Just relax honey…just relax…it’s going in… it’s going in” he’d said, Alex couldn’t believe it, her ass now fully expanded and the guy humping her from behind.

He’d left a message, said he’d rang but must be out with the girls, but of course she would have a good answer for him when he arrived home. He had all the evidence he needed now. All he had to do was confront her with it, what sort of story would she concoct.

He sat back in is chair, staring at the screens, in disbelief and the guys playing with and fucking his wife. When they changed positions with each other, Alex had a clear view of his wife’s pussy, it looked well used and ravaged, it was a large, pink, fleshy slit…well and truly opened up. She had been well and truly fucked. He could see this was nothing new to her, she’d done it many, many times before, she really was a professional at it, but just when did it all start. She’d complied with every request with these two guys; they’d shaped her body into the positions they had wanted. Spreading her legs apart, holding them in the air, one leg over each shoulder as they thrust into her again and again, on all fours, arse in the air, as one fucked her she was not idle with the other as she sucked on his cock. It was like watching them make a porn movie…but then he had it all on tape…it was a porn movie

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Sara flung herself at Alex as if nothing had happened since his departure…the ever loving and faithful wife. This was how he’d remembered her…this was his wife Sara. Her lips fell upon his lips as she forced her tongue down his throat. They were the same lips that had been wrapped around guys hard cocks, the same mouth he had seen being filled with guys cum… he almost gagged at the thought.

“Whow honey I take it you missed me?”

“Oh I did…I did…I did…I so hate it when you go away” She was so cool about it, he’d believed it all before. Even knowing what she had been up to he could not stop his cock from rising as he held her close, felt her body and curves, curves he’d longed to touch and hold so many times. Now the curves she shared with other men… for a price.

He took her to bed, did all the things they had done before, he was like an animal, days of watching her and the other men had driven him wild.

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His lusts had been satisfied and now dressed only in bathrobes, he calmly sat and drank wine with Sara, carefully weighing her up. Looking at her all he could see was the Sara he had known. Her robe partly open, displaying shapely leg and thigh, he remembered how black the guys skin had appeared against her skin, the difference was quite remarkable, his heart was pounding, he both wanted to tear her apart and take hold of her a ravish her…she had that impish tantalizing look upon her face.

“What you thinking about my love?” she asked

It was now the moment, a moment he’d really been dreading, had not wanted to do or say. He’d toyed with the idea about just letting it go, say nothing, block out what had happened in the preceding days, he knew once Pandora’s box was opened it would never be the same…if only everything could go back to the way it used to be. He took a long sip of wine.

“How would you compare my performance against other men my dear?”

She paled a little and gave a nervous laugh. “What…what do you mean my love?”

“A simple question…how do I compare with other guys…am I as good as…not as good….or better?”

She started to squirm. “But darling…how would I know…I…I have nothing to compare with”

“Oh…I think you do…in fact you have quite a few to compare me with…haven’t you”

“No…no…I really don’t know what you’re talking about…this is some sick joke isn’t it?”

“Oh no my dear it’s no sick joke” and he rose, picked up the video and fed it into the machine… “Does this look like a joke?” he asked as the images of the preceding days flashed across the screen.

She felt sick…wanted to flee…shut the images off…there was a cold icy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“Oh god no… oh dear god no” she whispered. Watching the tape unfurl before her, tears starting to form in her eyes.

“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry” she said.

“Sorry what…sorry for doing it or sorry you got found out…I have to admit you are rather good at it…very…er what’s the word…. professional” “And just how long have you been at it…if I may ask?”

“Two years…it was two years ago” she replied.

“Two years…two fucking years…literally two fucking years” he shouted at her, he’d never before addressed her in such a manner. She flinched at his words.

“And prey do tell me why you decided to become a prostitute…. a whore?”

The tears were welling up in her eyes and running down her cheeks.

“I was indiscreet one evening and immediately regretted the indiscretion…but it was far too late”

“How do you mean…indiscretion?” he asked.

She proceeded to tell her story.

“It was about two years ago…you were away for a few days. Mr. Chiarelli invited myself and Sandra Buckingham out for the night”

“Chiarelli… you mean your boss…is that the guy?”

“Yes, we’d had a good month for sales and he wanted to treat Sandra and I for a night out…I realize now it was all just a set up, a ploy between her and Chiarelli. I didn’t want to go, but Sandra kept on at me, saying it would be fun and hey let’s spend some of his money; we’d worked hard to earn it. In the end I capitulated and went. There was another guy who formed a forth member of our little party. Things did indeed go well, I’d enjoyed the meal and Chiarelli invited us all back for drinks at his place, we were all a little pissed and in high spirits. Sandra and this guy took off for one of the bedrooms leaving me with Chiarelli…he started to get amorous, we started kissing, and the kissing became passionate. I felt him pick me up and head for the bedroom. I just let him undress me. Oh I don’t make any excuses about being drunk and him taking advantage of me…it wasn’t like that. He’s a very attractive and persuasive man, we were soon both naked and then I felt him inside me. I didn’t resist and I could lie and tell you I wasn’t enjoying it, but I was. I kept telling him we shouldn’t be doing this, but he said not to worry... just enjoy the moment. When I sobered up the next morning I was still in bed with him… now that I was sober the reality of it all struck home and I was filled with remorse for what I had done. He was hard again and wanted some more sex before I left… I tried to tell him no, it had all been a big mistake and that I should go. You can go after I’ve fucked you one more time he said laughing, he rolled on top of me and thrust himself inside me again… this time though I felt real bad about it. I dressed and went home… I felt so depressed and so remorseful for what I’d done… to you of all people. You may not believe me sweetheart but I do love you… more than you can imagine… I know sorry is a useless word but I am sorry. Then he rang me and said it would be nice to have another night like the one we just had. In fact we should make a regular habit of it. I explained to him that it was a mistake and I’d not be doing it again with him… not ever. I may have something to change your mind on that my dear. What do you mean I replied? Come round to my place and I’ll reveal all… and believe me you do want to come or the consequences of not coming could be catastrophic for you my dear…one hour at my place…he hung up. I did not know what it was he wanted, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good for me. I went to see him”

Sara took a sip of wine before continuing.

“When I got there he led me to the bedroom…I told him that I had no intention of carrying on from last night and that if he thought luring me up to his room was going to change my mind he was crazy. Just wait my dear, I think I have a little something to change your mind… and he proceeded to feed a video into the machine. It was then I noticed the pile of videotapes stacked on a shelf, when it came on I was horrified… it was just like the tape you have on me now. There I was in bed with this man, two naked bodies entwined with each other, you needed no imagination as to what was happening… it was fully pornographic. He just smiled and said how would your husband like to watch that, would he get a thrill from it, seeing another guy fuck his wife. No…no he wouldn’t… please don’t do it… don’t show him I beg of you. He came closer and started to undo the buttons on my blouse… one by one. He smiled and said we understand each other don’t we my dear. I nodded and let him undress me. If I thought by just lying there comatose and not participating in any way I was mistaken. He got angry, told me to put feeling into it or the tape would still finish up in your hands. He kept at me and at me, each time we met and there were plenty of meetings with him, he seemed to have an insatiable appetite for sex. He was like a movie director and his star actress. More passion, more passion put your whole self into it, your very soul. Tell me how much you love me and make it sound true and real. I’m your lover, the man you love with all your heart; tell me that, that’s what I want to hear. I did and before long he had me believing it. I thought I was in love with him. Then he requested me to suck his cock, oh god I thought I was going to be sick… the very thought of sucking a mans cock reviled me. The first time I put it in my mouth I gagged and chocked… he…he went all the way and when he did cum, I was sick, I had to dash to the toilet and threw up… he only laughed and said I would get used to it. I don’t know how many times I brushed my teeth and gargled that night… but he was right after a period of time I thought nothing of it, it was quite easy to take a mouth full of his cum and even swallow it. I’ve never got used to its taste though. All this time he was grooming for some other agenda. Then one afternoon when we had finished our session together he said for me not to dress, just put a robe on, which I did… then he introduced me to this guy, I think his name was Simon… I don’t really recall it was two years ago, said he was going to leave us together for a while and that I should “Entertain” him, passion he said don’t forget the passion. This Simon was my first client. I quickly realized I’d been recruited and trained for prostitution, every guy I went with I had to give the same enthusiasm to. The shop of course is only a front… all the girls have been recruited in a similar manner…hence the tapes he had on us all.

I know…I know I’ve been really stupid… I should have told you in the beginning before it got out of hand… the deeper I tried to bury and hide things the worse it has become. Oh god Alex I’m so, so sorry and so ashamed” she strode and went to the window, looking at the outside world, tears rolling down her cheek.

“Well you don’t have to do any of this anymore do you, I’ve now found out about it so he has no hold over you, does he?”

“That’s not true Alex…he’s never ever going to let me go. I’m one of his best girls, make him more money than most of the others… he… he said that if I ever did confess everything to you, it would be you who would suffer, he’d make you pay for it and believe me Alex he would”

“I’m not afraid of him Sara.. We have to stand up to this guy”

“Alex I know him better than you… far better, he’d keep sending someone around… keep pressuring you… base ball bats can inflict a lot of damage and a lot of pain. You need your hands for your work… that’s where he’d attack you first… then your kneecaps… bit by bit he would destroy you… I really don’t want to see that happen to you my love… I know I’ve been foolish and its all my fault… but there is no way I can undo what I have done”

Alex was quiet, staring at Sara, she had turned toward him, the robe slightly open, and he could see her leg and thigh. The sharp curves and outline of her body.

“So we just do nothing…is that it?” he asked

She pondered the question. “At this stage there is little we can do…I’m sorry, but Frankie Chiarelli owns me Alex lock stock and barrel and I don’t see anyway out of it… not now not ever, perhaps it would be better if you just filed for divorce… I won’t oppose it… it’s what I deserve… again I’m sorry”

Alex looked longingly at her…god she looked so lovely…he loved her so much it hurt. His gaze fell between her legs. “How…how many men do you think have been there…” he asked

“Oh god Alex… you don’t want to know…it’s been two years, I haven’t kept count… it’s been quite a few”

He sat brooding, thinking about the men he’d watched on the monitors fucking her.

Frankie Chiarelli had trained her and trained her well. He didn’t need to be reminded that she was good at this sex thing.

“I don’t want to divorce you my love as much as all this pains me I still love you… let us just wait and see… I’ll work something out… you’ll see” he went to her, his arms enfolding her, holding her warm desirous body next to his. He did not see the wicked little smile on her face… the smile that said. I’ve fooled you again my dearest Alex if only you knew the truth. It was nothing like I’ve just told you… nowhere near the truth.

The thing was neither could she read Alex’s mind nor was it exactly harboring thoughts of love and repatriation… no, far from it. He knew not how, but she would pay for the pain she had inflicted upon him.