Adultery Desiring Another Man's Wife by xleglover-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Desiring Another Man's Wife Ch. 03

I awoke the next morning in the guest bedroom. At some point Monique and I had moved there from the sofa. Monique wasn't in bed, and wasn't in the rest of the apartment either. I guessed she and Victor left earlier.

Monique had been incredible. Her body was amazing, and so was her technique. She knew just want to do and when to do it to heighten my excitement and pleasure. She made me cum multiple times, more times than I thought possible in the span of just a few hours.

But in the clarity that always follows sexual satisfaction, my thoughts focused on my wife Jen, not my new lover Monique. Victor had fucked her. That was clear from all the moans and grunts I heard coming from our master bedroom, and based on how long the moaning continued into the night, there was no doubt he fucked Jen multiple times.

I made 2 mugs of coffee, and then opened the door to our bedroom. Jen was awake, sitting up in the bed and looking blankly at the wall, as if in shock. She had her knees pulled up against her chest, and the blanket pulled to just below her chin. I handed her a mug and joined her in bed.

An awkward silence separated us. "Last night was crazy," I finally said.

Jen nodded, but didn't say anything.

"I got the impression they've done that before. I mean, swapped partners."

Jen nodded again, but still didn't say anything.

I remembered the cries I had heard the night before. I touched her arm. "Did he hurt you?"

She shook her head. "No, he didn't hurt me," she said softly.

"So ... you liked it?"

She hesitated, started to say something then stopped. Finally she shrugged. "I don't know," she said, still looking at the wall. "It was different."

She looked at me. "Did you like it?"

I hesitated too, afraid the truth would hurt her feelings. "Like you said, it was different," I finally said.

Jen studied me for long moments, and then nodded.

The phone rang. I picked it up and listened for a few minutes, and then hung up. "That was Victor. He said they had a great time last night. He invited us to their place next Saturday."

The thought of being with Monique again got me hard. But I tried to hide my excitement.

Jen looked at me. "Do you want to go?"

I shrugged, and tried to keep my voice neutral. "One more time might be fun."

Jen looked at me searchingly. "Well ... okay," she said, her voice soft and so low I could barely hear her. "One more time."

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The week passed slowly, as my anticipation for another evening with Monique kept me constantly hard. I fretted about Jen with Victor again, but my consuming lust for Monique help me bury my jealousy.

Victor and Monique arrived. As always, Monique looked luscious, showing plenty of cleavage and leg. She came to me and we kissed hello.

We chatted as we waited for Jen to finish dressing. We joked about the costumes we were planning to wear at the upcoming Halloween party at the club. I told them I was thinking of dressing as Harry Potter, and I was trying to talk Jen into dressing as a college girl.

"Young college girls turn you on, do they?" Monique asked flirtatiously, coming to me and wrapping her arm around my waist. "You're such a bad boy. I love it."

Monique's arm was still around me when Jen emerged from our bedroom. My jaw dropped when I saw her. She looked incredible. She wore a lycra black dress that clinged to her body. It ended around mid-thigh, and her long shapely legs were encased in sheer black hose. Sexy curly strands of her blonde hair framed her pretty face, and she wore bright red lipstick.

I was stunned. Could this sexy, alluring woman be my wife? I wanted to hold and kiss her, to make sure I wasn't dreaming. But my arm was still around Monique. Jen hesitated as she took in the situation, seeing me with Monique and Victor standing alone. Then she walked by me and went to Victor, kissing him hello.

We left our apartment and walked to the waiting limo. Before leaving the apartment we re-aligned ourselves to walk with our spouses, since people we knew were everywhere. As we walked to the limo I wanted to tell Jen she looked gorgeous, but she seemed standoffish so I didn't get a chance.

Jen and I sat together in the limo, and Victor and Monique sat facing us. They poured champagne, and I clumsily spilled a little on my shirt.

"Oh, you poor thing, let me help you," Monique cooed. She moved over to me and knelt on the thickly carpeted floor as she dabbed the spill with a napkin.

"Hey, I'm getting lonely over here," Victor said with a smile.

"It's okay," Monique assured Jen as she rubbed my chest with the napkin. "I'll take good care of Michael."

Jen smiled (although it looked a little forced), and then she joined Victor. Monique joined me on my seat, and snuggled into my arm. Despite being so close to this former SI swimsuit model, I couldn't keep my eyes off my wife. I couldn't get over how stunning she looked. I had never seen her show so much leg, and they looked more fabulous than ever in the sheer black hose.

My attention was drawn back to Monique, as I felt her hand drop to my leg. She leaned into me and nuzzled my neck, as her hand moved up my leg, finally cupping my crotch.

Jen watched as Monique fondled me. I almost jumped when I felt Monique rub me, and as always her touch made me almost shudder with pleasure, but with Jen sitting just across from us I tried to hide my pleasure, and instead I laughed nervously.

Jen showed a hint of a frown, and looking into my eyes, she took Victor's hand and placed it on her thigh. That was all the encouragement Victor needed, and immediately he began caressing Jen's thigh.

It was bad enough to see Victor's hand on my wife's thigh. But watching that large black hand moved up her leg towards the bottom of her dress was more than I could take. I was about to rescue my wife when Monique slid between my legs. In what seemed like a single motion, she pulled out my cock and took me into her mouth.

It felt good to be inside Monique's warm mouth, her tongue soft and probing. She was an expert cock-sucker. Despite what Victor was doing to my wife, I couldn't help but moan and throw my head back into the seat.

Monique was amazing, working me to the brink of orgasm and then easing up, keeping me on the edge of cumming for long excruciating minutes. I panted as Monique teased me, giving me slivers of pleasure while denying me the orgasm I craved.

As I struggled for breath, I looked over to Victor and Jen. I had almost forgotten about them. Victor's mouth covered Jen's, and his hand was under her skirt. He pushed his hand against Jen's thigh. Understanding what Victor wanted, Jen uncrossed her legs. Victor moved his hand from Jen's outer thigh to her inner, and continued his upward journey this time between my wife's legs, edging her dress higher and higher as he moved.

My eyes grew wide as I saw what Jen wore under her dress. She was wearing real stockings! And as Victor pushed her dress higher, I saw the stockings were attached to the straps of what surely was a garter belt! I couldn't believe it. Other than our wedding day, Jen had never worn real stockings, much less a garter belt.

The sight of my wife in such sexy lingerie pushed me over the edge. I convulsed and shot my load into Monique's mouth.

Victor's hand disappeared under Jen's dress. Jen moaned and arched her back, a clear signal Victor had reached her panties and was fingering her. Jen writhed as Victor played with her. Victor moved Jen's hand to his crotch. "Take me out and stroke me," he commanded.

Until that moment I hadn't noticed the huge tent formed in Victor's pants. Jen unzipped him and reached inside.

"Easy, easy!" he exclaimed as she began pulling him out. Jen tried again, being more careful and going slower, and this time she managed to pull him out.

My eyes grew wide at the sight of Victor's cock! He was huge, at least twice as long and thick as mine, with thick veins running up the sides and capped by a large bulbous head. There was no way my petite wife could get that huge monster inside her.

Seeming to read my mind, Victor grinned at me. "Don't worry, she liked it last time. She had to get used to it, but by the end she was loving it, weren't you babe?"

But Jen didn't answer. Instead, her body tensed as she orgasmed from Victor's finger fucking.

We arrived at Victor and Monique's house (mansion better describes it). We had a drink and were about to separate into separate bedrooms when I pulled Victor aside.

"You know, we haven't talked about birth control," I said to him. In the spontaneity of our first swap, I didn't get a chance to tell him Jen wasn't on any birth control.

Victor smiled and clapped me on the shoulder. "All taken care of, buddy, no need to worry." I smiled back. I had already assumed that, at his age, he had long ago gotten a vasectomy, but it was good to hear him confirm it.

We separated into different bedrooms. Once again Monique was incredible, and I came multiple times. She didn't make me wear a condom, but I made sure to pull out, especially since she always welcomed my cum on her beautiful face.  
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