We lay in each others' arms for a long time after our initial lovemaking session. It felt so natural holding Cheryl close to me, as if we had been together forever. She proved to be a compassionate lover, knowing exactly when to give and when to urge me on. It seemed as if we meshed perfectly when we made love, like a soft hand fitting into an equally soft glove.

As much as I wanted to spend the night, I knew that it simply wasn't possible. I had to return home so as not to raise any suspicions from my wife, Elaine. Before I left, however, we needed to establish some basic rules to keep our love under wraps, so to speak. It sounds rather cold and clinical to have to do this, but I had a lot to lose and I didn't want to expose Cheryl to any risk or embarrassment if we were found out. I was worried about how to approach Cheryl about this. I loved this woman and I didn't want to come off as some cold-hearted philanderer.

As I got dressed I mentioned the need for discretion to her. My fears about bringing this up were unfounded, as she understood perfectly why we had to keep our affair a secret. She was willing to do whatever it took to make it possible for us to continue seeing each other. She summed it up perfectly.

"Vic, I've waited my whole life to find someone who loves me the way you do. Our situation isn't perfect, but I'm willing to do anything to hang on to what we've found with each other. As long as you love me, I'll be there for you, doing whatever you need me to do. And someday we'll be able to bring our love out in the open. Everything we do right now will all be worth it when that day comes."

God, I loved this woman. Maybe it was some sort of plan, that I had to endure five long years of rejection and celibacy in order to find her. Whatever it was, providence, some divine plan or simply coincidence didn't matter. What mattered was that I never let this glorious woman go.

As I prepared to leave, Cheryl sought me and embraced me, her kisses tracing lines across my face. She didn't want me to leave, but she knew it was only temporary. I took her into my arms and kissed her deeply, passionately, holding her tightly as if to never let her go. "I do love you, Cheryl," I whispered to her as I held her. "Nothing in this world is as certain as that, and I'll be here for you. It may not be easy for a while, but we'll figure it all out. I promise you that."

With great heartache, and yet great anticipation of what the future held, I walked out the door, got in my car and drove home to a marriage that was over. I had been fooling myself for so long that we could somehow magically fix the problems between us, but now I was certain that it was over. Now I had to figure out how to break things off with Elaine in such a way that I wouldn't get savaged in a divorce proceeding.

It wasn't quite 11 o'clock when I pulled into the garage at home, actually earlier than usual. I figured that Elaine was already in bed, so I wouldn't have to worry about confronting her. I was careful not to make any noise as I entered the house. Sure enough, only the small table lamp in the living room was on. Elaine was in bed, so I went down the hall to the guest room. Funny, but I now considered myself a guest in my own home.

As I passed Elaine's bedroom, once our bedroom, I could hear her moaning. It wasn't the moaning of someone in distress, but rather the sounds of someone in a state of sexual bliss. Her door was slightly ajar, and I could hear her clearly. What's more, I could see her in the bed through the mirror on the other side of the bed, atop the dresser at the foot of the bed. She was gyrating and thrusting her hips as she was fucking herself with an enormous dildo. She was moaning and talking to herself as she plunged the huge thing in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, honey, oh darling, I'm so wet for you!" What the fuck was going on in there, I wondered. Was she acting out some sort of fantasy and imagining that someone was fucking her? I had to know, so I opened the door an inch or two to get a better look. What I saw surprised me, to say the least.

As Elaine was ramming the dildo in and out of her cunt, she was on the telephone! She was obviously talking to her lover as she masturbated with this huge rubber cock. "Baby, I'm so wet and hot. I'm wet for you, sweetheart, give it to me, fuck me harder." She was clearly nearing orgasm and it was fascinating to hear her tell her lover about it. "My love, it isn't the same as when you eat me, but it feels so good. I wish you were here to fuck me right now. I'm going to cum, my baby! Will you cum with me? Oh, here I go! God, I'm cumming, I'm squirting all over your face, my darling! I've got my hands in your long, beautiful hair and I'm grinding my pussy into your face. Oh, eat me, baby! Oh, oh, oh!"

She must have expected me home a lot later than this, as she wasn't holding anything back. At least I knew now why I had been denied for all these years. Elaine had been fucking some other man behind my back and now she was engaging in phone sex with him. I had heard enough. I quietly went to my room and closed the door.

Morning came and as I prepared to leave for work I couldn't get that image of Elaine in the throes of passion out of my mind. She had already left for school, so there was no opportunity to speak to her about what I had heard, although I didn't know what to say or how to say it. I wasn't without guilt, since I was cheating on Elaine with Cheryl, but I was outraged to learn that my wife had obviously been getting it elsewhere while denying me for five long years. I could only wonder whether her affair began five years ago or even before that. Even before Elaine cut me off, our frequency of sex had gone down to maybe once every two or three months. Could it be that she was cheating for years before that? My mind ached with the possibilities.

Work was an exercise in futility for me, as all I could do was think about Cheryl and the night before. I really was in love with her, because she was all I think about. I called her and asked her if she could meet me for lunch, but our jobs are so far apart it wouldn't be feasible to meet. The drive alone would take up most of our lunch breaks, so we agreed to meet for dinner a couple nights out of the week. Until I could figure out how to deal with Elaine, this was the best we can do. We were going to go to dinner on Wednesday at a great little BBQ place I found just across the border in Kansas called Oklahoma Joe's. I would pick her up for that little excursion and afterward we could go back to her place and see what happens.

Elaine wasn't far from my thoughts today either. I was convinced that she was meeting her lover on Friday and Sunday nights. Those nights worked out perfectly for Cheryl and me, as we could be together. I guess that it didn't matter who she was seeing. The important thing was that she held no power over me anymore. She could hardly accuse me of having an affair if she had been involved with someone for a longer period of time.

Wednesday came and, once again, I was in a super good mood. Who wouldn't be? I had found the woman of my dreams and tonight I was taking her out. I felt as giddy as a schoolboy.

Later that night I went to Cheryl's house to pick her up for our date. I stopped at the florist and picked up some beautiful daisies for her and, when she answered the door, she was flabbergasted to see them in my hand. I always liked daisies. To me, they seem like the freshest flowers and I wanted to get them for Cheryl because both she and the flowers signified a fresh start for me.

"Oh Vic, you shouldn't have," she said as I presented the flowers. "How did you know that daisies were my favorite? Let's get a vase and some water."

She went to get the vase and when she had it, we put the flowers in with some water. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. That was the thing which was missing in my life, a woman who appreciated the little things. Her display of affection over the flowers moved me, and I had to work hard to not start crying in front of her. It was at that moment I decided I wouldn't let Elaine and anything she might have been doing affect me anymore. All I wanted was to love Cheryl and please her. Nothing else mattered.

We went to Oklahoma Joe's and had to wait in line to get in. This place was pretty popular and I heard that the lunch crowds were even bigger. It was just a small place, with only about ten tables, and it shared the building with a gas station. A lot of their business was carryout, so we wouldn't have any problem getting a table, once we got to the order station. The whole time we were in line, Cheryl was holding my hand. I couldn't remember the last time I held hands with Elaine. I guessed the spark just went out for us, but I was going to make up for all of that lost time with Cheryl.

After dinner we stopped for ice cream and shared a cone. We were like school kids, out on a date and doing all of the silly things they do. I couldn't remember having such a good time. As we drove home I longed for the old days, when cars had bench seats. They made it possible for your girl to sit right against you as you drove, with your arm around her as she snuggled close to you. How funny that I was reminded of a simpler time. As sophisticated as we would like to believe we are, things seemed to go a lot slower back then.

When we arrived at Cheryl's house, I figured to make out a little and then go home. Cheryl invited me in and excused herself to use the bathroom. When she returned she was wearing a terry robe and asked me to sit down with her on the sofa.

She immediately began to kiss me along the neck, running her fingers along my side and working downward.

She found my cock and started to squeeze it through the fabric of my trousers. It didn't take long for me to become hard.

Cheryl stood up before me and removed the robe, showing me that she was completely nude. She pushed me back onto the sofa and climbed aboard my body. I tried to remove my clothes but she stopped me. "I want your lips on me, that's all," she said. "I need to feel your tongue inside me, nice and slow." She then straddled my face, pushing her sweet pussy against my mouth and holding it there.

As I began to kiss her outer lips she moaned gently, not moving yet, and enjoyed the feel of my mouth on her velvety softness. I kissed and caressed her with my mouth, not offering my tongue yet. I was going to make this last and bring her up slowly. She still remained motionless, only her head lolling from side to side as I continued kissing her lips and inner thighs. I reached behind her and cupped each cheek, tenderly squeezing them and forcing her closer to my mouth. Her motions would tell me when it was time to use my tongue.

"Oh baby," she purred. "That's just what I wanted, nice and slow. Make me hot, baby. Make me want it more." As she uttered those words, there was a faint movement of her hips, rolling her sex against my face, making those first, hesitant moves that would signal to me that it was time to send her to heaven.

As her hips began moving in earnest, I began to use my tongue, sliding it between her swollen lips and tasting her sweet juices. She couldn't help herself once I started, moving a little faster, grinding her cunt into my face. Once we started down this path there would be no turning back, no stopping the momentum which would culminate in her ultimate orgasm.

But I was wrong. As soon as she started bucking against my face, she stopped and arose before me, taking my hand and helping me get up from the sofa. "Come with me, lover," she whispered. "Lose the clothes on the way. I want you naked by the time we get to the bed." As she said those words she led me into the bedroom.

I was shucking clothes like a madman as we slowly walked into the bedroom, my eyes following the curves of her hips and waist as she swayed to and fro. Jesus, just watching her walk naked was enough to give me a raging hard-on.

Once we got to the bed she pushed me onto my back and once again straddled my face, but this time she was reversed, with her beautiful ass suspended above my head. As she lowered her pussy onto my face she spoke. "This is too good for only one of us to enjoy it. Make me cum, Vic, make me scream for you with your cock in my mouth." As soon as she said that she fell forward, taking my cock and swallowing it.

I resumed my oral ministrations of earlier, this time bolstered by her assault on my dick. I ate her with a fury, slurping and licking her from top to bottom, finding her clit and sucking on it. It was making things difficult for Cheryl, though. She was having a difficult time concentrating on my cock with all the pleasure I was giving her.

"Ooh, yeah, Vic," she mumbled. "Ummf, this is so, oooh, God, your tongue is so, aahhh. Oh fuck, I can't take this baby. Ohh!"

I was licking and sucking, but it was hard not to laugh at her attempts to talk with her mouth full and her pussy on fire. I decided that she needed to cum a lot more than I did, so I intensified my efforts. I had one finger in her ass as I ate her cunt and she was squirming as if she had an electric probe inside her. I ran my tongue from her puckered rose to her clit and it sent shock waves through her. Every time I licked her ass she shook a little more. She had given up on my cock, and a good thing at that. The way she was jumping at the ass licking I was giving her, I was afraid she would bite down on my dick. Her face was pressed into my thighs as she moaned over and over.

"Vic, what are you doing to me? I haven't, oh God, my God, it's too good! I'm going to cum all over your face if you don't, Jesus, oh Jesus, eat me baby, right there, right there. I'm going to blow. Oh my God yes! Yes, lover, yes!"

Her cunt began to contract and expand. This was going to be a good one, I could tell. She was in full scream now, her body convulsing and shaking as the orgasm approached like a runaway freight train gaining speed and momentum. She ground her pussy into my mouth and her thighs clenched against my ears as it began.

"Oh God, baby, this is too good! I'm cumming for you now, honey! Baby, I'm going to be wet!"

She came with a ferocity I hadn't seen from any woman, her whole body rigid and then shaking, quaking against me over and over. And she squirted her juices all over my face, not even trying to pull away, it was so intense. I continued licking and sucking as she came, her juices flowing into my mouth and all over my face. The sheets were very wet underneath me by now and she kept riding my face as I could feel her cunt contracting. She really came hard on me this time and I was filled with joy that I could make this happen.

Finally she collapsed onto me, her orgasm fading like the sun over the horizon at the end of a perfect day. She got up and fell onto me again, her kisses covering my mouth and face as if she would never get enough.

"Baby, that was incredible," she moaned to me as she continued kissing her juice from my face. "I've never cum like that before. You did things to me I've never felt before, but you didn't get to have any fun. I was afraid I'd bite your cock off, so I stopped sucking you."

"That's okay, darling," I managed to say between her kisses. "I enjoyed it almost as much as you did. I don't need to cum to be happy. Just seeing you like that is all I need. Please say you'll be with me forever."

"Oh Vic, I'll be there with you, no matter what happens. Even for a few minutes each week. I love you so much, darling."

Now it was time to be serious, to show her just what she meant to me. "Cheryl, no one has made me feel the way you do. I don't want to sneak around anymore. I'm going to go to Elaine and tell her I want out, that I want a divorce. Will you be there for me if I do this? It might be tough for a while, but at the end we'll have each other and we won't have to hide anything."

"Vic," she said. "I love you. Of course I'll be with you in this. I want us to be together always. You go do what you need to do. I'll be here waiting. You're not losing me."

That was all I needed to hear. I kissed Cheryl and began to get up. She protested.

"Baby, you didn't let me finish. Don't you want me to take care of you?"

"No," I told her. "I want to go home right now and get this thing started. I don't want to waste another minute hiding our love. I intend to tell her tonight. Once that's begun you can have your way with me." I was smiling at this last statement and Cheryl grinned at seeing my smile.

"Then you're on," she said. "I owe you a mind-blowing orgasm the next time we're together, okay?" She laughed seductively at this, and I knew I was in for it.

"I hate to leave you just now, but I have to go do this. I'll call you once the dust has settled."

"All right, my sweet darling. Good luck with it and, oh, before you go I have to say it one more time. I love you."

I kissed her again, this time with the knowledge that we were coming out from the shadows, that I was finally making our happiness my main priority. I'd allowed myself to become less than a man over these past several years and it was about time that I stood up and took what's mine. I was going to be happy, damn it. I deserved it.

As I drove home, I found myself smiling the whole way. I couldn't remember being so happy. Maybe it was meant to be, that someone like Cheryl was there for me all the time and I only needed to see it and accept it for it to happen. Well, I'd seen it and accepted it this very moment and I wasn't going to let this chance slip away. I was going to take that first step toward happiness as soon as I got home.

As I turned the corner onto our street, I noticed a car in front of our house. I thought I recognized it from before, but I couldn't quite place it. Maybe this was Elaine's lover's car. She knew I would be out late, as usual, but once again I had come home early. I was more than a little nervous as I unlocked the door and quietly went inside.

I could hear sounds coming from Elaine's bedroom, sounds of passion. Elaine was moaning; at least I thought it was Elaine. I crept toward the open door to see if I could find out what she was up to. Maybe she was on the phone again.

I was as wrong as could be. As I sneaked to the doorway, I saw something which shocked me to my very core. Elaine was on the bed, lying on her back. Her friend Francine was straddling Elaine's face, grinding her hairy cunt into my wife's face and moaning loudly. Her tits were very large, and Elaine was pulling at her erect nipples as she ate her friend. Francine's hand was behind her own back, playing with Elaine's pussy as she gyrated atop Elaine's face.

"Lainie, baby, eat my cunt," she cried out to her. Elaine's nose was buried in Francine's pubic hair, lapping her pussy up as she spoke. They were so lost in their passion that neither one noticed I was standing in the doorway.

I wanted to speak up, to interrupt them, but I couldn't find my voice. I was frozen to that spot, so shocked at what I was seeing that I couldn't move. All this time, and she was with a woman.

Just when I thought I had seen everything...