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Subject: {ASSM} My Adulterous Wife (MMF true) Part 5/5
Date: Mon,  5 Mar 2001 20:10:03 -0500
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My adulterous wife. Part 5.

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THE FINAL PART.
How it nearly ended in disaster.

After the wifeswapping orgy we decided, or rather Ann decided, that she 
wasn't going to have any more affairs. She came off the pill, we started 
a family and six years later we had our own house and two children age 4 
and 5.

At 35 Ann was in her prime. She had kept her figure and her breasts were 
full and heavy but still firm and she could still go bra-less.  She was 
full of confidence and held her shoulders back showing off her figure. 
She flirted with other men, it was in her nature, but it was only a bit 
of fun and never led to anything.  We were quite well off but Ann wanted 
her own money and was fed up with the conversation of other mothers. She 
always had preferred the company of men and got an evening job as barmaid 
at a pub in town. It was within easy walking distance and I didn't mind 
looking after the kids three nights a week while she worked. She spent 
the money on clothes and hair care and looked fantastic. She had only 
been there a month before she started telling me how it was just like old 
times being propositioned by the men. I used to sit at home wondering if 
she was letting them touch her or kiss her but she said she didn't allow 
any of that. A few months later she also got a morning job as 
receptionist at a company of accountants and one day she was asked if she 
would manage the bar at the Wedding Anniversary party of the parents of 
the office junior. I agreed to baby-sit and on the Saturday afternoon a 
middle aged man picked her up in his very impressive car to take her to 
his house to set up the bar. It was going to be a barbecue with about 30 
guests and she told me they had booked her a taxi home. 
I went to bed at midnight but couldn't sleep. At 4am just as day was 
breaking I heard the taxi arrive. It sat with the engine running and I 
looked out of the window to see Ann and a tall young man with long hair 
standing close together outside. To my amazement he put his arms around 
her, she lifted her face, and he kissed her full on the lips before she 
came in. She crept up the stairs and I heard her check on the kids before 
coming into the bedroom. I pretended to be asleep and watched her get 
undressed. I had seen this scene before.  She lifted her dress off over 
her head and was completely naked underneath. As soon as she was in bed 
she cuddled up to me and I automatically put my hand between her legs. 
She opened them wide and I felt the delicious, familiar feeling of a very 
wet, freshly fucked pussy. It had been six years since I had felt her 
like this and I experienced incredible pleasure as I slid my dick into 
her liquid cunt. I had forgotten how slippery and open it felt and we 
both gasped and moaned as we made love passionately. Afterwards she sat 
up looking down at me with that smug smile on her face. She told me that 
Peter, the young man, was the office junior.  I had assumed the junior 
was a girl, but it was his parents anniversary party.  She said Peter was 
only nineteen and he'd had a crush on her since she started working 
there. Everyone teased him about it and she had felt so sorry for him. He 
sat in the bar every night she was on duty and had walked her home many 
times but hadn't even had the courage to put his arm around her. Last 
night he had helped her clear away after the party and his parents, who 
were quite tipsy, had gone to bed leaving them alone downstairs. She said 
he was very romantic for his age and they had sat close together talking 
for an hour or more before he eventually summoned enough courage to kiss 
her. She said she had to guide his hands to her breasts before he would 
go any further but once he got started there was no stopping him. 
I'd seen Peter around town. He was a big lad with coarse features. Yes 
you've guessed it! Ann didn't often mention size but she knew I was 
turned on thinking about her being fucked by a big dick and she told me 
his dick was as big as her first lover Stewart, who measured in at about 
nine or ten inches. (She told me recently that Peter was the biggest of 
them all.) She actually blushed when I asked her if she'd had it in her 
mouth but smiled and said "Of course I did." 
Peter fucked my wife every day in the following week. Ann was elated and 
enthusiastically told me how he had a permanent hard-on whenever she was 
with him in the office or at the bar and took every opportunity to slip 
it into her. She had forgotten how virile young men were. Their biggest 
problem was that he didn't drive so they had problems finding places to 
do it. His parents were not happy on one Sunday night when he brought a 
35 year old married woman home with him from the pub, and would not leave 
them alone.  During the week he walked home with Ann at lunchtime while I 
was at work and they used our bed. I found it exciting at first, thinking 
about him screwing her while I was having my lunch, but I didn't get my 
buttered bun and told her I felt left out of things. 
The next night she told me to make sure I went to bed before she came 
home. I heard them whispering as they came in and then all the doors were 
closed but I soon heard them moaning and groaning as he had her in the 
lounge right under our bedroom. He only stayed about half an hour and 
after he had gone she came straight up to me, put the bedside light on 
and lay down naked beside me. She teased me for sulking about being left 
out and said she was going to make up for it. She took my knob into her 
mouth while I fingered her pussy. She enthused about how she had just 
been sucking Peter's big knob and showed me how she had squeezed and 
pulled at his shaft while she massaged his knob with her lips and tongue. 
I was nearly coming and had to stop her and she lay back, her legs wide 
apart, with her fingers joining mine as we both explored her cum filled 
tunnel. She said she had forgotten how exciting it was to watch and feel 
another man's hands on her body. She had made him lie on his back on the 
floor then pulled his pants down and played around squeezing and sucking 
his dick making his knob swell and shine, until he was past control and 
she sat right down on it watching his face contort as he jerked and 
spurted inside her. 
I wondered if he realised what a lucky guy he was. It had been my teenage 
dream to be seduced by a beautiful older woman and Peter had been given 
it on a plate. I couldn't wait any longer. I slipped into her and held 
myself away from her body watching my glistening shaft slurping into her. 
She lay back as I fucked her, thrusting her mound up to meet me at every 
stroke. Her eyes were closed and she was obviously fantasising about 
Peter. I don't think she even noticed when I came as she continued to 
grind against me.
After the first week we got Peter to baby-sit for us while we went out 
for a drink or whatever. When we got home we would have supper together 
then I would retire to bed early leaving them alone. He had no idea I 
knew about it and was very polite and kept his distance from Ann when I 
was around but Ann said as soon as I was out of sight he would have his 
hand up her skirt. One night we were late and we let him to sleep the 
night in the spare room. We all went to bed about the same time and Ann 
got into bed with me where I "warmed her up" with a quickie without 
finishing. After a decent interval she went along to his room and I 
followed soon afterwards, listening at the door as I used to in Germany. 
He was waiting for her and started fucking her the minute she got into 
bed with him. They tried not to make too much noise but she panted fast 
and heavy with every stroke until I heard his grunts as he came.  I went 
back to bed and waited but she didn't come back and I soon heard them at 
it again.  When she eventually came back to me she was elated. She said 
"Peter might be young but he's a fantastic lover". She said after he had 
come he kept it inside her and they lay coupled together until she felt 
it swelling up and he started all over again.
Peter stayed on the scene for months. He was a big thickset lad with long 
bushy hair and his work colleagues called him Neanderthal Man because of 
his ape like features. Stewart and Ben were a bit like this and I never 
did know why Ann was attracted to that type of guy.  But I do! It was 
their big dicks!  Eventually I heard them arguing regularly downstairs 
and would hear the door slam as he stormed out. I asked Ann what was 
going on but she just said they were getting too involved and Peter 
expected too much from her. 
They soon split up but Ann got another bloke, Steve, on the rebound.  
Steve was one of Ann's bar customers. He was a smooth character, about 22 
and very laid back. The first time he walked Ann home after work, he came 
in for coffee and was introduced to me. He seemed in no hurry to leave 
even though it was past midnight and eventually I yawned and went to bed. 
I lay in bed listening to their voices, waiting for the inevitable. As 
expected it soon went quiet. There was a flurry of activity back and 
forth to the bathroom and then I suddenly heard Ann laughing her head 
off.  This was soon followed by the familiar sounds of squeaking 
furniture that went on for ages until at last I heard him go and Ann 
slipped into bed with me, stark naked with a very creamy pussy. I asked 
her what all the laughter had been about and she said after I had gone up 
they had started a bit of mild petting on the settee and she had left the 
room to go to the bathroom. When she went back Steve had taken all his 
clothes off and was sitting patiently on an armchair with one ankle 
resting across his knee and a stomping great hard-on sticking up between 
his legs. She said she had given him no suggestion that anything further 
would take place and she had laughed at the sheer audacity of the bloke.
Steve brought her home regularly and we always had a beer and supper 
together before I went off to bed leaving them together. He had a 
preference for doing it "doggy fashion" on the floor and Ann developed 
carpet burns on her knees and elbows! He was also the most prolific when 
it came to the amount of sperm he produced and it would be running out of 
her when she came to me afterwards. I first discovered this one night 
after Steve had gone when I picked up a towel from the bathroom floor to 
wipe my face and discovered a large wet patch that smelt of sperm. I 
asked Ann what it was and she told me that she had to place it under her 
bum after Steve had fucked her because so much sperm ran out of her. She 
said that when she had her periods she would give him a hand job and she 
was fascinated by the volume of sperm he produced. At least 10 to 15 
massive spurts. Enough she said to nearly fill a wine glass but hastened 
to add she had not actually done this. She said she had been unaware of 
this the first time and had soaked the settee. Steve was aware that I 
knew what was going on and one night, on her birthday, we were listening 
to music in the dark with Ann, quite drunk, lying across our laps on the 
settee.  I had my hand up her skirt while Steve fondled her tits. She 
started to get his cock out right in front of her mouth but Steve said 
"My dear. Your husband's sitting next to us." I had wanted it to end up 
as a threesome but I didn't want to risk frightening him away and went to 
bed leaving them to get on with it on their own. 
Steve was a nice bloke and their affair went on for weeks. He respected 
my part in the affair and always left letting her come straight to me 
with a full pussy soon after he'd finished. It eventually fizzled out and 
after she'd had a one night stand with another guy, things got back to 
boring normal. 
Then I noticed a gradual change in Ann's behaviour towards me. She became 
indifferent to sex and when we did it she just lay there and went to the 
bathroom to clean herself up straight afterwards. She began making silly 
excuses for being home late and she worked extra nights at short notice. 
Her clothes were not right. I noticed she started wearing button up 
dresses with a full skirt. I wasn't stupid and knew she was seeing 
another man but why didn't she want me to know about it? Whenever she 
came home late she would go straight to the bathroom and I would hear the 
shower going for ages.  I began to get paranoid about it and even tried 
to check her underwear to see if there was any evidence but she was 
always one step ahead of me. 
One night I decided to follow her. I told her I would be working very 
late and we got a neighbour to baby-sit while she went to work at the 
pub. I drove into town and waited in the pub opposite her place. I saw 
her arrive and after a short time I went in through the back door. Ann 
was sitting at a table with Peter, the Neanderthal Man.  They didn't see 
me and I went back to the other pub watching and waiting.  It was summer 
and the sun was just going down when I saw them emerge hand in hand and 
walk together towards the river. Peter was carrying a large carrier bag 
with a blanket sticking out of the top. Very subtle! I followed them 
along the river bank from a distance until I saw them spread the blanket 
down in a hollow. I managed to get quite close from behind the hedge just 
in time to see Peter stand up undoing his pants. He stood in front of Ann 
and she took his cock into her mouth giving him a good sucking.  Even 
from this distance I could see what a dong he had on him. After a couple 
of minutes he lay on the blanket and then she stood up and pulled her 
knickers off.  She sat on top of him unbuttoning the front of her dress 
and then lifted up and I heard them both murmur as she guided him in.  
She sat there for a bit grinding around while he played with her breasts 
then she lay on her back and pulled her dress right back giving me a 
quick glimpse of her bush before he got between her legs and started 
gently fucking her. He was in no hurry and it was about 15 or 20 minutes 
before I saw them jerking as he came.
I went back to the car and drove home to pay off the babysitter before 
Ann got back. It was past midnight when she came home and I had already 
turned the lights out and was watching out from the bedroom window. I saw 
them quite blatantly strolling hand in hand towards our house. She must 
have thought I was asleep in bed because he came into the hall and I 
heard them kissing and whispering before he left and she came up. I met 
her at the top of the stairs and asked her why she was so late. She made 
some excuse but I said I didn't believe her and tried to put my hand up 
her skirt. She tried to stop me at first then stared defiantly at me as I 
felt her wet pussy. She wasn't wearing any underwear and his sperm was 
running out of her. I started to rub it around but she snapped, "That's 
enough." and shot  into the bathroom locking the door. I heard the shower 
and after an age she came into the bedroom where I told her I had seen 
her with Peter and asked her what was going on. She told me she loved 
Peter and he loved her and they wanted to live together. She slept in the 
spare room that night and warned me that if I ever spied on her again it 
would be permanent. 
The following night Peter walked her home and waited outside while she 
came in and told me to go to bed because they wanted to be alone.  I 
heard him fucking her in the room below me but when she came to bed she 
turned her back on me and wouldn't let me touch her. I tried to persuade 
her but she told me Peter satisfied her completely and she didn't want or 
need me after he'd had her. She said he left her with a warm glow and she 
didn't want me to spoil it.
He came in every night that week. They made no efforts to hide it from me 
and I could hear her gasping "Oh Peter, Yes, keep going." and then her 
squeals as he emptied his balls into her. I didn't feel humiliated, I was 
full of self pity. I couldn't believe she could reject me after fifteen 
years of marriage and ended up pleading with her not to leave me. 
They soon started sleeping all night together in the spare room. It was 
only a single bed and she had the nerve to ask me if I would sleep there 
so that they could have our double but I refused. I could still hear them 
and even though it seemed I had lost her, it gave me a perverse pleasure, 
and still made me feel horny, hearing him fucking my wife night and 
morning and knowing she was enjoying that massive prick spurting inside 
her. At least Peter had the good grace to get up and leave the house 
before I did so I didn't have to face him over the breakfast table. When 
I came downstairs Ann was usually wearing her dressing gown and I could 
see she had nothing on underneath. When I know she has just had another 
man's dick in her she becomes the most desirable woman in the world for 
me. I want to fuck her straight away and will do or say anything to 
achieve this. Ann knows this and sometimes teased me into agreeing to 
things she wanted but now she was using it to deliberately hurt me. It 
drove me mad knowing that Peter had been holding and caressing her naked 
body all night and underneath her dressing gown her pussy was still full 
of his sperm. My only relief was to jerk myself off every night and 
morning as I listened to them fucking. It quenched my desire for awhile 
but by lunchtime I would be wondering if he was with Ann in my bed having 
her again. It still turned me on and I didn't really want him to stop 
fucking her but I didn't want to lose her. How perverse!
After a few weeks the affair burnt itself out.  Peter rarely came home 
with her but she still slept alone in the spare room.  Then one night 
after she came home I heard her getting ready for bed and after the 
lights went out she slipped into bed beside me. I had my back to her but 
she got close up behind me and I could feel her breath in my ear and her 
hot naked breasts pressing against my back.  I didn't want to push my 
luck by making advances  towards her but I felt her hand running down my 
belly and as soon as she felt that I had a hard-on she practically raped 
me. The next morning she told me they had both realised there was no 
future in it and had agreed to stop seeing each other and remain just 
friends. She felt bad about hurting me and said she would stop seeing him 
completely if I wanted her to. I told her she could still see him if it 
would help and after a few weeks he occasionally walked her home and came 
in and fucked her after she had made sure I was in bed.
She  soon got over him and continued to bring other guys home. It is our 
way of life and we can't help it. Peter walks her home occasionally and I 
know Ann enjoys him fucking her more than anyone, including me, but she 
always comes straight to me afterwards, tells me how great it was and 
asks me to finish her off.

Since writing the whole of this account Ann has delivered a bombshell!
I have always tried to get her to tell me about any other affairs she has 
had that I didn't know about and she recently confessed that her affair 
with Stewart in Germany was not the first she had.
Before we were posted to Germany I was stationed at a Coastal Command 
station in Cornwall. 
Ann was only 23 and she swears she had never looked at another man but 
one night we went to a pub near where we lived and both had a lot to 
drink. We walked home and were accompanied by a couple of youths who 
lived near us. They were Jason and Martin, the sons of the local 
Midwife/District Nurse.
I was well away and had to be helped up the cliff path to our house. We 
invited the two lads in for a cup of coffee but ended up having a few 
more beers while they told us about how they worked as a team on the 
beach and in the bars during the summer, charming all the young girls who 
were ripe for holiday romance. They said the 14 to 16 year olds all hated 
going on holiday with their parents and spend the whole holiday looking 
for a good time with boys. They said all the girls were "gagging for it" 
and boasted about how many they had screwed. They also said they often 
baby-sat for married couples and sometimes ended up "shagging" the wife 
after the husband had sloped off to bed drunk. I remember Martin lounging 
back on our settee looking at Ann and fingering his dick while he was 
telling us this.
I passed out and vaguely remember being helped upstairs by the two lads 
and making some comment about them deliberately getting me drunk so that 
they could shag my wife.
Ann said that when I said this Martin laughed and said, "That's right old 
man and as soon as we've got you to bed we're both going to fuck the arse 
off her."
She said that they undressed me and put me to bed and then she bounced 
down onto the bed beside me and jokingly said "Me next!" But Martin 
wasn't joking and put the lights out and the next thing she knew they 
were pulling her dress off over her head. She said that while her arms 
were in the air she felt her knickers being pulled off and a hand went 
between her legs.
She tried to stop them at first but she was drunk and excited and didn't 
want to wake me and cause a scene. She thought it would just be a bit of 
heavy petting but it all got out of hand. They had their hands all over 
her and they both ended up  fucking her on the floor beside the bed while 
I slept on, completely oblivious.
After they'd gone she got cleaned up and put her night-dress on and went 
downstairs to turn off the lights and lock up.
The boys hadn't gone, they were sitting in the lounge having another 
drink. Ann made them some supper and they sat talking and snogging all 
night and they both fucked her again before going home.
It didn't finish there and for the next few months until we went to 
Germany they came around two or three times a week while I was at work 
and they always ended up three in a bed.
The punch line to all this is that Jason was only sixteen years old when 
this happened and Martin was seventeen. This is why Ann had never told me 
about it. To be fair to Ann they did look older than this and as they 
were both drinking in the pub she had never given a thought about how old 
they were.

Replies and comments welcome. I would especially like to know the woman's 
point of view of this if any are reading it.
Geoff 

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