
Dale knew no other way to assuage his fears that his Korean wife, Soo-bin, was cheating on him. They had an old closet in their bedroom with broken wooden slats on its doors. That was where he'd get his answers. 

He kissed her goodbye that fateful morning as she left for school to do her job as graduate instructor in one of the upper level college courses where she was earning her PhD. Dale was a college dropout and he had suspicions that Soo-bin was compensating for his shortfall by screwing college men. He hatched a lie to confirm it.  

"I'll be gone all day," he said, as she left. "The boss has us working overtime on another project. I probably won't be home until after dinner." 

In reality he'd asked for the day off. He tried to read her pretty almond eyes but he saw nothing. She frowned.  

"Aw, that's too bad," she said, as she got in the car. She was wearing tight black slacks and a pink blouse that all hinted delectably at her curves. "I was hoping we could have dinner out tonight. Well, maybe tomorrow?" 

"Sure," he said. "We'll do it tomorrow."  

She pulled out and left with a wave. Dale went back inside, ate a quick breakfast and got in the other car. He drove it to a nearby apartment complex and parked it out of sight of the road. Then he walked back to the house. He locked all the doors and wrote a note that he left on the table. 

"See you around 7, babe," he wrote. "Love you, Dale." 

He sat on the couch to read, with a clear view of the driveway. He was tired from a rather sleepless night, however -- in anticipation of what he was going to do -- and he kept dozing off. Afraid that if she did come home with somebody they'd find him on the couch, thus blowing the whole effort, he went back to the bedroom. 

He opened the closet and laid down on the floor, his head on a pillow. Of course he was assuming that if she was cheating, and they came home to take advantage of his absence, that they would come to the bedroom, and not, say, the couch, or the guest room. He was in the midst of these thoughts when he fell asleep. 

He woke up with an erection. Something was going on in the bedroom. He heard a giggle, then a sensuous moan. Dale sat up quietly, his heart hammering in his chest. He looked through a slit in the door and the first thing he saw made his stomach flip. It was his wife's bare body. 

She was laying on her back in the bed, her legs spread wide, with a white, young guy's face planted in her crotch. Soo-bin played with the man's dark hair as he ate out her pussy, his tongue dashing against her clit and even prying into the folds of her vagina. He was naked, too, and as he licked Dale's wife's pussy he stroked his sizeable cock with his right hand.  

"Greg!" She gasped. "Oh, Greg." 

Dale looked at his wife. It had been a year since they had made love in the afternoon, in the daylight. She really was quite beautiful. Her perky breasts sat like oranges on her chest, and her legs were long and shapely from exercise. Her belly was flat as a board, outlined by hourglass hips. Her skin was incredible, olive, unblemished. Her eyes were round for a Korean, her hair a healthy, sleek black. Dale could definitely understand why Greg wanted in her pants. 

Greg wasn't a bad looking guy, either. He looked to be in his 20s, firm, and by now he had a raging hard-on that any woman would love to have lodged between her legs, whether she admitted it or not. From the looks of things Greg's dick wouldn't be dangling out there all alone for much longer, either. Dale's wife, who liked a decent amount of foreplay, was doing what Dale in happier times had affectionately called the Soo-bin Squirm, a series of hip and back twists that she usually performed about the time she was finally ready to succumb to having a stiff one lodged inside her pussy.   

"Oh Greg," Soo-bin moaned, her eyes clenched shut. "Oh, Greg, baby, come here."

Greg crawled up along the length of her body, kissing her belly, then her breasts, then her chin as he went. His swollen penis caught and dragged along the sheets. Then, as Greg kissed Soo-bin on the mouth, the head of his cock planted against her pussy. 

Soo-bin started working her knees  against his sides -- another move Dale recognized well -- as if she was trying to climb him like a tree trunk. Greg arched his back and his body moved like a wave. When the wave reached his midsection he pushed his cock against Soo-bin's pussy -- Dale could almost feel how wet she must be -- and the head of his penis disappeared into Dale's wife. With a mutual sigh they pushed against each other again, and again, until inch by inch, thrust by thrust, Greg's penis worked its way between Soo-bin's hips. 

Soo-bin had a giant grin on her face as they began to fuck. She was always so happy when she fucked. She planted her hands on Greg's flexing ass and pulled it into her, helping ensure that his engorged penis stayed planted inside her. 

"Oh, Greg, baby, you're so big," Soo-bin said, laughing, as was customary when she was having a good time in the sack. She was a laughing lover. 

"Oh, babe, you're so tight," Greg moaned. "If I were your hubby I'd be fucking you ALL the TIME..." 

She laughed in delight and wrapped her legs around him. The bed creaked and squeaked with the effort taking place on the mattress. Greg's big cock throbbed in and out of Soo-bin's pussy firmly, the rod slick from the juices oozing out of her pussy to lubricate him. She moved her hands up to his chest and felt his muscles as he fucked her. Dale knew how she liked to play with chest hair as she got laid. 

"Oh! Greg!" She gasped, entering a new stage. Dale sighed in resignation again. She was going to orgasm with this guy. But first a little dirty talk. 

"You bad student," she said, clutching him. "Seducing your instructor... you're very... bad..." 

"Is it gonna work?" He said. "Do I pass?" She smiled through her concentrated look and nodded enthusiastically. Greg laughed and thrust his penis with new energy. 

Soo-bin's legs flopped down to the bed, meaning she was seconds away from her climax. Her knees splayed out in opposite directions, allowing Greg full access to her pussy, and the force of his thrusts bounced her limp knees slightly. She gripped his shoulders hard. 

"Ohhhh GREG," she moaned. "OHHHH baby... come ON, come ON COME ON..." 

Greg said something unintelligible and Dale realized he was going to come, too. And without a condom on? Sheesh, he thought, that was harsh. Maybe, in the midst of her love throes, Soo-bin simply forgot to ask, but Dale knew now was a bad time to throw caution to the wind. Her period was a couple weeks prior, meaning that any time now another fertile egg of hers would be coming down from the ovaries, looking for sperm. And it looked like Greg here was about to provide about a quart of it. 

"Ahh--Ahh-AHH--AHHH--AHHHH---" He moaned, through clenched teeth, working closer and closer to his orgasm. 

"OH, FUCK, GREG, FUCK, OH BABY FUCK!" Soo-bin cried, running a hand down his chest.

Dale was not about to stand by and watch his wife get impregnated by her student. He put his hand on the door to burst out of the closet, but an exchange between Soo-bin and Greg stopped him cold. 

"Come?" Greg said, slowing the rhythm for a moment to clarify things. "Can I come, baby, can I come inside you?" 

"Ohhh FUCK YES," Soo-bin said, "Come HARD, baby, come all OVER in there, fill my pussy with you, FILL it, I want your BABY, I wanna have your BABY..." 

Greg worked them up to the climax again, and then they reached it. With a shuddering cry Greg came inside Dale's wife. She came, too, squeaking in her throat and thrashing her hips wildly into his, her knees flying up against his sides and her back arching so her breasts pushed into his chest. 

Dale burst out of the closet, drawing a startled shriek from both Greg and Soo-bin. He was clutching a baseball bat. Greg leaped off Soo-bin, his cock still dribbling semen. 

"You got five seconds to get out," Dale yelled. Greg was gone in four, running with his clothes clutched to his chest. 

Dale looked at Soo-bin. Her pretty eyes were wide. She had pulled a pillow over herself. 

'Why'd you do it?" Dale said, his eyes burning. "Why'd you do this?" 

"I... I..." 

"I've been faithful to you." 

"This is the only time, Dale, I swear--" 

"Shut up!" 

He paced back and forth. "You just let him come inside you. You told him you want to have his baby." 

"It was just... lover's talk, Dale," she said, pleadingly. He saw a wet stain in the sheets where semen was leaking from her pussy. 

He stared at her a second. He made up his mind how he'd remedy the deep wound he felt. He went back to the closet, dug around, and came out with a roll of bungy cord. 

"Dale?" Soo-bin said. "What are you doing?" 

"C'mere," he said. He stalked over to the bed and grabbed her wrists. She gasped as he lashed them together with the cord, then, with a knot he learned in Boy Scouts, he lashed the other end to the bed frame, so she was flat on her back with her arms above her head. 

"Oh Dale," she moaned. "What're you doing?" 

He unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. Pulled off his shirt. He was naked. His cock had been fully erect the whole time, and it didn't quit now. 

"I'm gonna undo this," he said, and climbed on the bed. "I'm gonna neutralize his cum with mine." 

"I don't want to do this now--" 

"Shaddup! I didn't want to watch you get fucked by your student, either." 

He grabbed her knees and pried them apart with a jerk. She strained against the lashings but they held. 

"Whatsa matter?" Dale yelled. "Does fucking your husband really make you scared?" 

"Oh, Dale, you're scaring me," Soo-bin moaned. "Untie me and we'll make love, honey, we'll put this behind us!" 

That actually made him pause. But then he lowered his cock to her hips. "No," he said. "You been fuckin around on me for too long. You have this coming." 

Then she really began to fight, jerking her hips back and forth, clamping her thighs, and it occurred to Dale that she really did want to have Greg's baby. It just made him more angry, and he pried her legs apart again with new force. Steadying her hips with both hands, he thrust his penis forward. He was astounded that, after seeing his wife in such a non-sexual mood, his cock was hard as a rock. 

The fluid leftovers from Greg's romp with Soo-bin made it easy for Dale to work his cock inside, once he steadied Soo-bin enough. She continued to thrash her hips but he kept his pelvis pressed against her, his cock staying deep inside. The effect was just like having rough sex. 

"Oh, yeah, babe," Dale said. "Keep it up. Keep it up. Keep fighting." 

She bucked and fought, kicking at him so he had to drive his hips into her to deny her the angle to deliver a good one. All the while his cock stayed buried in her pussy. It all caused a great deal of the rubbing and throbbing on his penis, just like the real deal, and Dale felt flush in the face. 

The more she fought the harder he fucked her, driving her ass deep into the mattress. She grunted and gasped at having his penis so deep, so rough. 

In short, it was the most turned on Dale had ever felt. He clenched her legs and lowered his mouth to her breast, took one in his mouth, tasted her sweet skin. Then he bucked his last thrusts and came in long, hot bursts deep inside her vagina. Then he felt something. Her pussy was throbbing against him, too! He opened his eyes and looked to see Soo-bin smiling up at him through half-slitted eyes. The sure sign that she had just had an orgasm. 

"Oh Dale," she moaned. "That was THE hottest fuck I've ever had..." 

He smiled and pulled out. Then he crashed beside her and untied her wrists. She curled up against him. They laid there for a long time. The day's light faded and disappeared. They fell asleep. 

"So," he said, when they woke up. "I'll forgive you about Greg on one condition." 

"What's that?" 

"You get him back here."