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Subject: Unsatisfied (cheating wife)
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Unsatisfied

	Margaret brushed her long red hair out of her eyes and plopped back onto
the couch in frustration.  By now her husband was sleeping soundly in the
bedroom, relaxed after a good hard fuck and once again Margaret retreated
to the living room to satisfy herself.  Silently she cursed herself for her
inability to achieve orgasm.  John had a nice sized cock, plenty to satisfy
most women, and certainly enough to satisfy her.  Still, something inside
her kept her from reaching that critical point.  She would ride her
husbands big cock slowly at first, rocking back and forth so that the head
of his prick moved around deep in her belly.  She enjoyed the feel of his
big balls smashed against her tight ass as she rocked back and forth. 
After about 10 minutes or so Margaret would begin to feel the early tingles
of orgasm building inside her.  She would concentrate on her husbands big
cock and how good it felt inside her.  She concentrated on his big warm
balls smashed against her ass, full of hot cum ready to explode inside her.
 She would concentrate on her own body and how her own big breasts bounced
and jostled around as she rode her husband faster and faster.  Then she
would feel herself getting close.  She would slowly lift her well toned ass
up making her husbands cock fuck out and in as well as back and forth. 
Sometimes she would look over her shoulder into the full length mirror on
the wall and watch as her husbands thick pole spread her wide and impaled
her over and over again.  Her breathing would be heavy then and she would
lean slightly forward pushing her ass even higher so that her husband cock
slipped out a good 4 inches or more with each thrust of her hips.  He would
wrap his powerful arms around her, smashing her big breasts into his bare
chest as he began jerking his own hips upward, ramming his cock into her
forcefully.  Margaret would feel more like a woman now than ever as her man
pinned her against him and pounded her pussy relentlessly with his big
prick.  She would be so close now, wanting badly to cum not only for her
own satisfaction but for her husbands as well. 
 He knew she hadn't cum in years, not with him.  She would concentrate on
cumming for him just once and then suddenly it would die.  In an instant
every hot building flood of ecstasy in her died and she was left shuddering
with a migraine headache as her husband pumped and gasped beneath her until
finally he exploded inside her.  Margaret loved feeling her husband hot cum
erupting inside her like  gieser but it was too late to push her to orgasm.
 Instead she would have to relish the closeness of being with him as his
rod sputtered and jerked inside her till it finally subsided and began to
soften.  Soon he would be sleeping soundly and she would slide off of him,
clean herself up in the bathroom then shamefully go out to the living room
where she would fuck herself to orgasm with her big dildo her husband had
bought her.
	Reaching under the sofa where she kept her special "toy" Margaret grabbed
the rubbery shaft and pulled it out.  She scanned the length of it
longingly.  It was 10 inches long and just about as thick as her husbands
prick.  Truth be told Margaret was like any other woman, enjoying thickness
over length but then again, the thought of sticking something so long up
inside her helped her reach orgasm even easier than with her husband.  It
was a phenomenon that she could not explain.
	Margaret kicked her blanket aside and began rubbing her red haired pussy
slowly as she rubbed her fingers up and down the vieneous shaft.
	"I've come to a conclusion," her husband startled her as she shot her hand
to her blanket and covered herself back up.  It wasn't that John hadn't
seen her masturbate herself before, but she felt so ashamed that she had to
do it to get off.
	"What?" Margaret blushed as she tucked the toy under the covers and pulled
the blanket up to cover her naked breasts.
	"I want you to have an affair," John said as he came out into the
livingroom wearing nothing.  His healthy prick swung limply between his
legs as he plopped down into the livingroom chair and waited for his wife
to respond.
	"What are you talking about?" Margaret asked as she scooted up to a
sitting position and kept her blanket wrapped around her.
	"I want you to enjoy sex," John said with a serious tone in his voice.  "I
want you to enjoy it as much as I enjoy it and I don't care any more how
you have to do it."
	"Honey I do enjoy sex with you," Margaret protested.
	"No, it's not the same and you know it," John pouted.  "I can never make
you cum.  I want you to cum for once, not just me."
	"But I do cum," Margaret blushed as she pulled out the long rubbery toy
she had been hiding.  "Remember?  That's why you bought me this."
	"It's not the same and you know it," John snapped.  "I bought that as
something to tide you over until I learned how to make you cum myself.  But
I can't."
	"Oh honey you can," Margaret felt her heart breaking listening to her
husband give up like this.  "I'm so close each time.  Soon sweetie.  I'm
sure it will be soon."
	"I don't take it personally," John comforted her.  "I know a lot about you
Margaret.  You know as well as I do that having sex with another man would
really turn you on.  That's why you cum with that thing, because it's
another dick besides mine.  I'm sure you think of someone else when you use
that."
	"That's not true!" Margaret lied. Fact was that the toy looked nothing
like her husbands cock so it was near impossible to think about him when
she used it.  It looked different and felt different.  The fact that she
imagined another man inside her when she used it was inevitable.
	"Please," John protested.  "Do this. For me."
	"I couldn't," Margaret blushed brightly again.  "I mean who would I even
do it with?"
	John knew then that he had her.
	"I'll find someone from the office," John said.  "Just come to the xmas
party next week and pick someone out.  I'll invite them over sometime for a
game of cards and you can seduce him here."
	"With you here?" Margaret asked.
	"Ya," John smiled.  "Well sort of.  I'll pretend to be loaded by the time
they get here.  A few beers later I'll just pretend to pass out leaving you
two alone.  You can wear something sexy, flirt with him all night long then
when I pass out…well…see what happens."
	"That's insane," Margaret said sitting up straight as she thought about
the possibilities.  "What if he doesn't want me?"
	"Don't be stupid," John smiled.  "Any man would want you.  Besides, if he
doesn't go for it then he leaves, no harm done."
	"And if he does want me?" Margaret asked.
	"Then you fuck him, right there in the living room so I can watch," John
smirked.  "From my vantage point on the floor of course."
	"You want to watch me?" she exclaimed in surprise.
	"Of course," John said.  "If you cum I want to see it.  I've wanted to see
that look on your face for a long time now."
	"But if it's another man…" Margaret let her voice tail off.
	"Then it's another man," John shrugged.  "You love me don't you?"
	"Of course I do," Margaret smiled.
	"Then what do I care if another man makes you cum? As long as your happy
and your with me."
	"I'll always stay with you," Margaret assured him.
	"Then it's a deal?" John asked.  "Next week you'll come to the xmas party
and pick someone out?"
	"Oh I can't believe I'm letting you talk me into this," Margaret laughed. 
"Yes, next week."


Ho Ho Ho

	Margaret dressed conservative for the party even though she knew she was
supposed to be on the prowl.  John made it clear to her that no matter what
happened that night, if she didn't pick someone herself then he was going
to pick him for her.
	"It's inevitable," he had said before they got out of the car to enter the
Red Lion Inn.  "You're going to fuck another man soon but tonight you get
to decide who it will be."
	Margaret remained passive most the night, clinging to her husbands arm
more tightly then usual as she casually scanned the available men in the
room.  She felt like a complete slut as she began to size men up against
each other based on what she thought they had in their pants.  This was
just going to be for sex, she convinced herself, why not go for the biggest
prick she can find?  Shamefully she found her eyes darting down to men's
trousers, checking to see if there was any particular bulge that stood out
amongst the rest.
	It was getting around midnight when Margaret was coming to realize she had
to make a choice soon.  She had checked out every man in the room and found
several extremely attractive men that had no distinguishing bulge to make
the choice easy.  She was just about to settle on a cute twenty year old
executive when he walked around the corner.  He was a incredibly handsome
man, much more attractive then the cute "boys" she had picked out before
but more importantly he sported a tremendous bulge in his loose fitting
slacks that caught Margarets attention seconds after they made eye contact.
 The man smiled at her when her eyes flashed back off his crotch and
Margaret blushed beet red.  John hadn't even noticed his wife's choice as
he was chatting with a friend beside them.  Suddenly, just as the man was
about to come strolling right toward her a beautiful buxom blonde appeared
from his left and hooked her arm in his snugly.
	"There you are darling," the incredibly attractive woman smiled at her
husband.  "I'd lost you for a while there."
	"Maybe because you were too busy entertaining my friends," he said with a
quick snap and then smiled as he stepped up to John and Margaret.
	"John," the handsome man interrupted.  "Glad to see you made it tonight. 
Is this your lovely wife?"
	"Mr. Cooper," John spun quickly noticing his boss standing there with hand
outstretched.  John took his hand and pumped it twice in greeting.  
	"Call me Cal," Mr. Cooper smiled.  "And you are?"
	Cal turned to Margaret and held out his hand to great her. 
	"Margaret," she said as she extended her hand and let the gentleman take
hers gently and lift it to his lips where he kissed it lightly.  "Nice to
meet you."
	Margaret felt a shiver go down her spine.  This man was incredible.
Handsome, hung and charming to boot.  If it only weren't for the fact that
he was married and that he was John's boss.  That would just complicate
things too much.
	John saw the glazed look on his wifes face and the flushed look about her
as she smiled and tried not to stare at him for too long.  John smiled and
squeezed his wife's hand.
	"You know Cal," John said smoothly now. "Margaret and I were just talking
about inviting you over sometime for dinner, weren't we honey?"
	Margaret blushed brightly again as her husband put her on the spot without
warning, "Um yes," she stammered. "I'd love to have you."
	John squeezed his wife's hand tightly and said with a smile, "she sure
would."
	"We'd love to come over," the stunning blonde at Cal's side interrupted.
	"Oh," Cal stammered.  "How careless of me.  This is my wife Claudette."
	"Nice to meet you," John offered as he took her hand and repeated the
gesture Cal had given by kissing her hand.
	"Ooo," Claudette bubbled.  "Thank you. Nice to meet you too."
	Margaret looked at her husband and noticed the way he stared for a moment
longer than neccissary at the womans large chest before looking away.
	"When would be a good time for you?" John asked.
	"How about later this week?" Cal asked.  "Say Friday night?"
	"Sounds good," John said.  "We're looking forward to it."
	"So are we," Claudette bubbled again.
	

	Out in the car Margaret waited for her husband to speak first.  "So what
do you think?"
	"I saw the way you looked at her," Margaret started.  "You want her don't
you?"
	"Baby this isn't about me," John said as he pulled the car away and headed
home.  "I only want what's best for you. Did you like Cal or not?"
	"He's all right," Margaret downplayed her true feelings.
	"Would you fuck him?" John asked.
	"Don't be silly," Margaret tisked.  "He's married."
	"So are you," John reminded her with a wink. "Besides, everybody knows
Claudette cheats on him every chance she gets."
	"Oh really?" Margaret said. "So the whole department takes turns with her
a suppose?"
	"Honey no," John laughed.  "Look, would you quit turning this into a
discussion about Claudette.  What do you think of Cal? Will you do it?"
	"I don't know," Margaret played along.  "He's your boss.  What if you got
fired?"
	"Fired?" John laughed.  "For letting him fuck you?  More likely I'll get a
raise!"
	"Why do you say that?" Margaret asked.
	"It's pretty well known that the boss and his wife have a pretty open
relationship," John said.  "Claudette wouldn't care if he slept with you,
in fact, she'd probably encourage it."
	"What?" Margaret asked.  "In exchange for letting her fuck you?"
	"This isn't about me," John argued. "How on earth can you take a situation
where I'm letting you fuck another man into something that's selfish for
me?"
	"Letting me??" Margaret sneered.  "Did I ask to fuck anyone?  You
practically forced me to do this."
	"So now you don't want to fuck him," John fumed.  "Great!"
	Margaret sat for a moment and realized how stupid this whole conversation
was getting.
	"I didn't say that either," she said quietly.
	"Honey you don't have to be afraid," John said.  "Do you want to fuck him
or not?"
	"I don't want this to hurt our marriage," she replied.
	"It won't I promise.  Do you want to fuck him?"
	Margaret slid her hand into her husband lap while he drove and rubbed his
crotch gently.  "Yes," she said.
	"Good," John smiled as he dropped his hand in his lap and squeezed his
wifes hand while she massaged his prick to semi hardness.
	"What if he makes me cum?" Margaret asked softly as her husbands prick got
harder and harder in her fingers.
	"I hope he does," John smiled.  "If he doesn't it defeats the whole
purpose doesn't it?"
	Margaret unzipped her husbands pants as she kept her eyes on the road. 
John had a habit of losing concentration when she did things like this and
it was her job to keep an eye out for danger.
	"You really want to watch another man make me cum?" she asked as she
pulled her husband rock hard cock out and began to stroke it up and down.
	"What if he has a bigger cock?" she asked as she flicked her long red hair
over one shoulder and lowered herself into the driver's side.
	"Oh I'm sure he does," John laughed just before his wife engulfed his hard
prick in her mouth.  "Oh God…we've…oh…all heard stories about Cal."
	"Like what?" Margaret asked looking up to be sure her husband was watching
the road before plunging his cock back in her mouth.
	"Like we've heard his wife likes anal sex but he's so big she wont let him
do it to her," John struggled to say as he glanced down from time to time
to see his wife's lovely head bobbing in his lap.
	"One of the guys in the office screwed her I guess. He claims he has an 8
inch cock and she let him put it in her ass but said her husband was much
too big."
	"You'd like to fuck her up the ass too wouldn't you?" Margaret asked with
a smile before resuming her fun.
	"Honey, I told you," John groaned at a particularly good suck.  "It's not
about her."
	"I want you to fuck that little bitch up the ass," Margaret said as she
took her husband cock in her hand and stroked it while staring up at him.
	"What?" John gasped.
	"You heard me John," Margaret smiled.  "If you're going to let some man
fuck me with his big cock then you deserve to at least fuck HIS wife up the
ass in exchange."
	"But I don't want her," John argued.  "I want you."
	"And I don't want Cal," Margaret said sitting up for a moment.  "I want
you too.  Look, you said so yourself, you're letting me do this because you
want me to have a good time and you know that I will still love you
afterwards right?"
	"Right," 
	"Well it's the same thing with Claudette," Margaret concluded.  "I've
never let you do that to me and I'm not sure I ever will.  Call me a
chicken or something.  If it's just sex, and you promise not to fall in
love with her or some dumb thing, I don't see why you shouldn't have a
little fun too."
	"But…" John protested.
	"But nothing," Margaret stroked her husbands quickly softening prick.  "If
they have such an open relationship I'm sure Cal would be willing to trade
wives for one night.  Don't you?"
	"Maybe," 
	"Then it's settled," When they come over we get a little drunk, swap
partners and have some fun.  "What do you say?"
	"It's up to you."
	"Then it's settled."

What's for dinner

	Margaret was stunning that night.  Her long red hair was pulled up into a
single pony tail atop her head cascading down around her lovely face.  She
wore a loose fitting half top that showed a large majority of her flat
toned midriff and which would, when bending over to serve food fall open
exposing the undersides of her breasts held in her tight black bra.  Her
skirt was short also, just barely falling below the curve of her ass and
leaving an excellent view of the swell in her leg before her ass.
	John smiled when the doorbell rang, "Go get 'em darling."
	"I will," Margaret smiled back as she opened the door.
	Cal and Claudette were dressed to the nines.  Cal was wearing a full tux
and Claudette, who wasn't dressed formally still looked good at his side
wearing an all white jump suit that clung to her curvy figure like a second
layer of skin.  Through the jumper it was easy to see she was not wearing
any underclothes.  A light patch of pubic hair showed through faintly at
her crotch and her giant heaving breasts easily drew attention to the dark
circles around her nipples and the tiny hard peaks that jutted out from the
fabric.
	Cal looked over Margaret's thin frame with a long thoughtful stare as John
did the same to his wife.  Suddenly both men turned to each other and gave
a knowing smile.
	"If I didn't know any better," Cal said as he stepped inside with his
lovely wife.  "I'd say we all had the same idea about tonight."
	"I certainly hope so," Margaret smiled and winked at her husband.
	"God it's refreshing to meet open minded people," Claudette bubbled as she
wiggled her way inside.
	"I bet it is," Margaret agreed.  "Come on in, dinners ready."
	It was not long into serving dinner that Cal began to look up Margaret's
blouse when she would bend over.
	"I hope you don't mind my saying this but your wife has a nice set of tits
on her," Cal said gruffly.
	"Thank you," Margaret replied with a blush.
	"Not at all," Cal smiled back.
	"They hardly compare to your wife's," Margaret smiled at Claudette.
	"Well Claudette does have quite the stack," Cal agreed.  "But yours look
more than perfect to me."
	"Maybe you'd like to see my wife's tits better?" John asked.  "Why don't
you take off your bra for our guests honey?"
	"Now that's absolutely delightful!" Claudette chimed in.  	
	"Then maybe you should show your tits to John in return," Cal added.
	"I'd love too," Claudette beamed as she began unzipping her tight white
jumper in back.
	"Well, this is moving much faster than I anticipated," Margaret took a
deep breath as she stood up and began working at her own bra clasp in back.
	"Relax Margaret," Cal said in a soothing voice as he leaned back and
watched her undo her bra.  "We all have all night."
	Claudette beat Margaret to the punch and quickly rolled her tight jump
suit down over her giant naked breasts.  Her mounds were huge and stark
white where her tiny bikini must have been last time she was out in the
sun.  Claudette wiggled her chest from side to side making them bounce
heavily for all to enjoy.
	"Those are amazing," Margaret said as her bra popped loose and she
embarrasingly held the bottoms of her large breast from Cal's sight.  "I
feel so small."
	"Don't be silly," John told his wife. "You have beautiful tits.  Show Cal
what you've got honey."
	In the meantime John couldn't help but stare at his bosses wife's huge
melons.
	Margaret dropped her hands allowing Cal to see up into her blouse where
her big breasts hung freely, their dark red nipples hard as rocks.
	"Let us all see," Claudette said as she noticed her husband staring wide
eyed.
	Margaret slowly pulled her half shirt up revealing to all her naked
breasts.  With a quick movement she pulled the shirt off and tossed it on
the floor.
	"Well," she blushed.  "There they are."
	"VERY NICE," Cal admired as he sat back and put his hand in his crotch to
rub himself.  "Very nice indeed."
	"What do you say we get a little more relaxed," John offered.  "Let's go
to the living room.  There's plenty of room on the couch."
	"Sounds great to me," Cal said as he got up sporting a giant erection in
his pants as he walked to the couch.
	"Yes it does," Cluadette smiled as she got up and wiggled across the room.
	Margaret and John looked at each other briefly then joined their new
partners on the couch.  John sat right next to Claudette who immediately
took his hand and began rubbing it up and down her leg.
	Cal reached out his hand and pulled Margaret to sit on his lap sidways as
he put his arms around her waist and smiled over at his wife.
	"I have to say John," Cal smiled. "Not many men have the balls to let
another man fuck their wife.  My opinion of you has changed dramatically
tonight."
	"Thank you," John said as he let Claudette pull his hand up between her
legs to feel her hot furnace burning between her legs.
	"No. Thank you," Cal said as he slid his hands up to Margaret's breast and
began to play with them.
	"You can bet Claudette's pussy tastes as good as it looks," Cal offered.
"She loves a man who knows how to use his tongue."
	"That would be John," Margaret said looking back over her shoulder as her
husband fondled the other woman's huge mounds and rubbed her cunt through
her jumper.
	"Really?" Claudette smiled as she began to pull her suit further down her
tight body.  "Let's just see about that."
	John slid off the couch and began helping Claudette peel her jumper off
her curvaceous thighs while he nibbled at her stomach and legs.
	"My wife is pretty damn good at sucking cock too," John offered.  "Might
be the best around."
	"Don't count on it," Claudette smiled as she stuck her finger in her mouth
and sucked on it for emphasis.
	"Well how 'bout it?" Cal asked the beautiful red head on his lap.  "Would
you like to suck my cock and show me what you can do?"
	"Yes," Margaret smiled as she got up and prepared to unzip Cals pants. 
Her husband was just finishing pulling off Claudette's jumper and she sat
there stark naked on the couch, legs spread for him.  Even Margaret thought
she was beautiful with her lightly tanned skin and stark white tan lines
across her breasts and flat stomach.
	John kissed his way up the inside of Claudette's muscular legs as his wife
began unzipping his boss's pants.  John could not help but watch as
Margaret reached into the man's pants to grab his cock.  He knew it was
going to be bigger than his but he wondered how much so.  Hopefully not
much, John thought.  He didn't want his wife spoiled for one night of fun.
	Margaret's eye's widened as she felt inside Cal's pants and in a few
awkward moments she managed to bend the giant shaft enough to exit his
trousers.  Cal was every bit as impressive as John imagined.  His cock was
at least a full 11 inches and covered in deep purple veins from tip to
base.  Being 3 inches longer than John's modest 8 inch cock it was also
thicker, nearly an inch wider than his.  It was over, John thought for a
moment.  His wife would never cum with him after having THAT inside her.
	"Wow!" Margaret gasped as she took in the size of it all.
	"It feels every bit as good as it looks too honey," Claudette winked.
	"I suddenly feel outclassed," John said sitting up to watch his wife as
she stroked the huge cock in her hot hand.
	"Nonsense," Claudette scoffed.  "A woman loves cock no matter how big it
is.  You're wife will get a good fuck but she'll still want you, trust me. 
Now what is it going to take to get you to eat my pussy?"
	John turned away from his wife and concentrated on the task at hand again.
 Putting one hand on her flat belly John used his other to spread the lips
of her trim delicious looking snatch and stabbed his tongue between her
legs.
	"Oooo!" Claudette bucked as John's tongue stabbed between her tight
looking lips and pushed her cliterous up with a flick.  "Ya, eat my pussy
baby!  Lick it!"
	Margaret pulled her long red hair to one side and lowered her head into
Cal's lap where she slowly opened her mouth and slid his big shaft between
her wet lips.
	"Oh ya suck my cock," Cal groaned as he pushed Margaret's head down
further, stuffing a good 5 inches in her mouth.
	John's mind was a mix of emotions.  On the one hand he was sick at the
thought of his wife pleasing another man but at the same time the thought
of her with a big cock in her mouth turned him on.  He dug his tongue
deeper into Claudette's sweet cunt, lapping and rolling his tongue around
her sensitive spot.
	"Yes eat me," she bucked.  "I love watching your wife suck my husbands
cock.
	John stole a glance over at his wife as she closed her eyes and tenderly
sucked at the huge prick in her mouth, sliding it in and out between her
lips. Claudette pulled her knees up toward her chest, thrusting her cunt
into John's face as she wiggled her hips back and forth.  "Ooo ya! God your
husband eats pussy good!"
	Claudette grabbed the back of John's head smashing his face against her
clit as she bucked and rocked around on him.
	"I'm going to cum," she panted.  "Make me cum."
	Margaret stopped for a moment, sliding her lips off Cal's giant prick and
watched her husband eagerly lap at Claudette's open cunt.
	"Oh I'm cumming!" Claudette gasped at last as she grabbed her big tits and
began squeezing them while John's tongue darted in and out of her clit.


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