My wife, Sarah, started working as a secretary for a hedge fund company about a year ago.  She seemed to love this job so much because she was always glowing whenever she talked about it. Her last job was hell for her. She would often come home crying because her boss was such an asshole, so I was  happy that she found something better at first. When I found out why she liked it so much however… well... you will see.

My wife is a gorgeous woman and always has been. We met in college and it was love at first sight. Seven years later, I still love her as much as the first day I met her.

She left for work before me so I would usually still be in bed while she was getting ready.

*Beep beep beep*

“Honey, your phone is going off. Looks like you got an email,” I said to her.

“Ah shit, okay,” she said as she popped out from the bathroom wearing just a thong and some thigh high stockings.

I couldn't help but admire her. I loved her long straight black hair, but I wished it wasn't in the way so I could admire her perfect breasts. They were a perky handful of wonderful with the cutest pink nipples that just screamed, "bite me!"

Sure, I got to see her naked all the time but it never got boring. My wife looked just as hot as she did in college. This is both a joy and a curse, because guys are constantly chasing after her.

I can't really blame them, though.

“Could you check it for me please? I’m so late,” she said as she hurried back into the bathroom.

I grabbed her phone and opened the message. It was an invite to a Christmas party at her office on the weekend. It also said she was allowed a plus one. Her office had a lot of parties but it was always just for staff or so she said. Basically anytime they closed a deal it would be cause for celebration.

Sarah would always attend them and usually wouldn’t get home until early in the morning or sometimes even late the next day. I never complained though. I would rather she didn’t drink and drive, and I never had a reason not to trust her.

I was curious what these parties were like though.  When Sarah describes them to me they always sound so extravagant. 

“It's just a reminder about your office Christmas party this weekend!” I shouted to her.

“Oh I completely forgot about that, thanks honey,” she said.

“So are you going to invite me?" I said playfully.

“Oh sweetie you know these parties are always staff only.”

“It says you are allowed a plus one here,” I said wondering if she was really unaware or just didn’t want me to come.

She peeked her head around the door of the bathroom.

“Oh really? That’s weird, I didn’t know. You don’t want to come though trust me, It’s going to be boring. Just a bunch of people talking about finance," she said with a dismissive tone.

Well that was not the response I expected. Why didn’t she want me to come?

She always talks about how great the parties are so it didn't make sense that she now says they are boring. It’s not like she was really into finance either.

“I don’t care, I still want to come and have fun with you,” I said playfully.

She exited the bathroom and began putting on her tight black skirt.

“I really don’t think you are going to have any fun there Brian,” she said in a slightly nervous tone while she slipped on a white halter top.

Her bare nipples were just slightly poking through the fabric. I tried to stay serious about the topic but I couldn't help but get hard as I ogled her. 

She started dressing more and more daring since she started this job. I just thought it was her confidence improving but now I was beginning to wonder.

“As long as I’m with you I’m going to have fun! I promise,“ I said trying to sound encouraging.

She was finally ready for work and just stopped and looked at me. It felt like forever before she actually spoke.

“Well... Ok but you need to promise me you won’t act weird ok?" She said in a stern voice.

“Why would I act weird”?

“Some of the guys can be very flirty with the women in the office. Like, it’s not offensive or anything. More just playful but it’s just how it is at our office. So you need to promise me you won’t get jealous if someone jokingly starts hitting on me ok?"

I was stunned for a minute… 

Flirting ?? Isn’t that sexual harassment?

Now I was more curious than ever about what happens at these parties.

I tried to take the high road and not seem jealous. If I start getting jealous then she really wouldn't want me to come.
“Babe I trust you, I love you, and I know you love me. I know you would never do anything to hurt me,” I said trying not to show how confused I really was. “Besides, you are hot as hell. Who wouldn’t want to hit on you? If anything I’ll feel proud that I’m the one that gets to take you home.”

She paused for a second with a slightly guilty look.

“Okay, honey. If you really want to come then of course. I do love you more than anything, and perhaps this could be fun," Sarah said before giving me a kiss. “Okay I really have to go now. Go get your tux dry cleaned.” 

She ran out the door and drove off to work.

My mind was racing now. I was so confused and worried. I tried to convince myself that nothing was going on but I started over thinking things. Like somehow she never put her panties in the laundry hamper, or how she always had to shower the second she got home…

I mean, that could mean somthing right? 

I snapped myself out of it, and went to work. There was no point stressing about something that might not be anything at all.

(That weekend)

Saturday came and Sarah was getting ready. It was usually a four-hour process… I put on my tux, and peeked into the bathroom. She was wearing just a very sexy white bra and panties with little black bows in the middle.

I approached her from behind, and wrapped my arms around her, before gently kissing her shoulder. "You look amazing, Sarah."

Sarah giggled.

"Oh hey sweetie you should pack a bathing suit and something more casual. We will probably end up at my boss' penthouse after, and he has a hot tub,” she said.

“Will do!” I said as I went to look for my trunks.

 Does she always end up there after these parties? I Need to stop over thinking.

I was all ready, and packed up. Sarah was finally ready wearing a very revealing short black dress. If she bent over you would be able to clearly see everything underneath. 

“You are not bringing another outfit as well?" I asked.

“No I usually just hang out in my bikini. Everyone I work with is super casual so it’s not a big deal," Sarah said very casually.

“Okay, where is your bikini?” I asked now even more curious about these parties. My mind was racing thinking of her just hanging out with a bunch of horny men wearing nothing but a bikini.

"Oh I have it in my purse."

We got into the car and drove to the party just chit chatting on the way. They had valet outside of the office building that she works in. The elevator door opened to her office, and it was amazing. We walked out into a massive lobby illuminated with blue and purple lights. It was surrounded by cubicles, and offices. Most of the offices had frosted glass but there were a few that were clear and showed off the amazing view of the city

A very sexy brunette instantly ran up to us and hugged Sarah.

“Where have you been girl? Everyone has been waiting for you!” she said “And who is this handsome guy?"

“This is my husband, Brian," Sarah said. “Brian this is Lindsay. She is one of the other assistants here.”

Lindsay was a stunner. She looked like she was about eighteen with an amazing body. I tried not to stare but her perfect breasts were pulling me in. Was like a tractor beam had me and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get away. 

“Nice to meet you, Brian,” Lindsay said as she reached out to shake my hand. She immediately looked back at Sarah. "You are crazy you know that?” she said chuckling.

Crazy? Why was bringing me to a party crazy? Did I miss something?

“Why is she crazy?” I asked jokingly.

“Oh don’t mind her sweetie. She is just being silly,” Sarah said while striking a sharp glare at Lindsay.

Lindsay winked back at her.

Okay, so clearly I was missing something here.

“Hey why don’t you get your wife a drink while I take her to say hi to everyone?” Lindsay asked as she grabbed Sarah’s arm and dragged her off without even waiting for a response from me.

I scanned the room looking for the bar. The office had a purple ice theme with glass tables and chairs surrounding a dance floor with a large Christmas tree in the centre. It looked more like a night club than it did an office Christmas party.

I found the bar and order a beer, and got my wife a glass of wine. I began to scan the room looking for her, but was struggling to find her. The room was packed with people in black tuxedos and dresses. Kind of reminded me of a Where’s Waldo book.

Finally I spotter Sarah and Lindsay talking with a guy in the crowd. Tall, well built and very clean cut. He reminded me of Harvey Spectre from the TV series Suits.

They were all laughing and talking when suddenly another man came up behind my wife and wrapped his arms around her. Her ass was pressed into his crotch and his hands went straight for her breasts. My heart was racing while I watched this guy grope my wife right in front of me.

Sarah quickly pushed his hands away, and said something into his ear. I wish I knew what she said because he immediately began scanning the room.

I was just about to head over to them, when some guy that clearly had way too many drinks asked me if I could get him another beer. The bartenders had already cut him off, and for good reason. I said no but he kept insisting so I gave in, and just got him another beer.

I was just about to head to Sarah but she was not there anymore. I worked my way through the crowd trying to find her but no luck. After about fifteen minutes of wandering around looking, I just decided to sit on the nearby vacant couch.

Another hour passed until my wife and Lindsay finally found me. To be fair I was right in the open so it wasn’t a difficult search. 

“There you are sweetie,” Sarah said with a worried tone. “We have been looking for you everywhere."

“I uh..” I was about to explain to her my search efforts but was quickly interrupted by Lindsay.

“You guys look so cute right now! I’m gonna take a picture of you two!” she said energetically. “Come on and give him a kiss for the picture.”

Sarah obliged, and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

“What the fuck was that?" Lindsay shouted as she dropped her arms to her lap in that "WTF" kind of way. “Give him a real kiss! Gawd!"

“Lindsay!" Sarah shouted with a glare.

"Don't be such a pussy! I know you are not shy," Lindsay shouted.

Sarah glanced at me as if trying to decide if she should or not. She then wrapped her arms behind my neck and gave me a deep passionate kiss as Lindsay took the picture. 

Sarah tasted…different…It was like whiskey and something else. 

“What did you drink Sarah?" I asked. “You taste salty."

“Oh we just did some… shots…" Lindsay said in a very suspicious tone. 

Sarah shot another glare at Lindsay.

“Ya we had some tequila. We had the salt but no lemon unfortunately,” Sarah said sounding very unsure.

Weird but I guess I had to take her word for it. The party continued, and we sat on the couch and chatted, and drank with a couple quick dances in between.  It was clear that Sarah had a good buzz going on.

“Hey guys! Party time back at Craig’s place. You in?" Said a man’s voice behind me.

Sarah and I turned around to see the first guy I saw Lindsay and Sarah talking to. Another man approached also tall, handsome, and athletic. It was like everyone that worked here came out of a fitness magazine or something. 

“Ya I got limos waiting out front. You two ready to go?" Said the other man.

“Ya for sure!" chirped Sarah. “Oh and hey, this is my husband Brian. Brian this is Craig and Daniel. They are the senior partners here.”

"Pleasure to meet you,” I said, and I shook their hands.

“Nice to meet you as well,” said Craig.

“Ya bro, you have one smoking hot wife,” said Daniel in that stereotypical "basic bro" kind of tone.

“Okay ya let’s go,” said Lindsay as she grabbed Sarah’s hand. “Our limo awaits!"

“Oh Sarah we got the car remember?"

“That’s no problem. You can just follow us to my place,” said Craig.

Craig seemed like a very professional type of guy. He was well spoken, and radiated with confidence. Daniel however seemed like the opposite. He reminded me of a dumb jock from high school that never grew up.

We all headed downstairs where the limos were all lined up. I gave the valet my ticket, and he pulled around our car. Craig and Daniel were rounding everyone up and I went to Sarah to see if she was ready to go, but she was being pulled off into the limo by Daniel.

“Sarah aren’t you coming with me?" I asked slightly confused.

“Oh sweetie I’m going to ride in the limo with Lindsay. Just follow us, and I’ll see you when we get there,” Sarah said before a pair of hands reached out from the limo and pulled her in.

I got in my car, and started following them. This night is certainly not turning out as expected.

Why did my wife really taste salty? She certainly wasn’t drinking tequila, and where did she disappear to?

I had so many questions and my head was racing. I wanted to know what was going on in that limo. It seemed to be rocking every time we stopped at a light.

I need to stop thinking or I was going to drive myself crazy. I promised Sarah I wouldn't get jealous and I should trust her.

I followed the limos down into a parking garage of a high rise condominium. In the garage there was a private area that we pulled into that had an elevator and a door man waiting. I parked up behind them and got out of my car.

Lindsay was the first to emerge from the limo but she wasn’t wearing her dress anymore. She was wearing a pink bikini.

Maybe she just had it on under her dress. 

She pranced off to the elevator with Daniel in hand following behind her. Sarah was the next one out, and to my surprise she also had her white bikini on.

When did she change? Did she change in the limo?

Craig got out behind her and playfully smacked her ass, and they headed for the elevator.

“Sarah wait for me!” I shouted. 

Sarah turned around and looked at me. Her expression was almost as if she forgot I was even there.

“I'll see you upstairs,” Craig said to her with a grin.

Everyone else proceeded upstairs as I approached my wife.

“Hey when did you change and why did Craig just spank you?" I said slightly upset.

“Oh he was just being playful Brian. You promised you wouldn’t get jealous remember?" she said with a stern tone.

“Okay, you are right, I’m sorry. Did you change into your bikini in the limo though?"

“Ya. It’s not a big deal. I was super quick. Don’t worry so much,” said Sarah very dismissively.

“So you were naked in the limo?"

“Jeeze Brian! See, this is why I didn’t think that this would be a good idea. You are worrying over nothing!”

She didn’t deny it but it seemed like asking her was only making things worse so I decided to just give up on the topic. 

We proceeded upstairs to a condo that you would only see in the movies. It had thirty-foot high ceilings, with a second floor that wrapped around the living room. Off the balcony was the large stone hot tub that some people were already enjoying. I could only see their silhouettes in the hot tub, with the only light coming from inside the tub. 

“Isn’t Craig’s place beautiful?" my wife asked as she clung to my arm.

Before I could respond Craig and Lindsay came over to us.

“Hey guys,” Craig said. “Brian welcome and make yourself at home. Anything you want is yours.”

“Thank you for having me. Perhaps just a drink for now,” I responded.

“Of course, Lindsay and I were just about to go get a drink ourselves. Why don’t you join us?" Craig said as Lindsay smiled excitedly.

“Sounds good to me,” I said as I began to follow them to the kitchen.

“Oh Sarah, Mike and Shawn are looking for you. Why don’t you go say hi to them while we entertain your husband. They are over there,” Craig said as he pointed in the direction of the hot tub.

A big grin came across my wife face as she almost jumped with excitement.

“Okay!" she said as she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “I'll come find you after, okay sweetie?"

I nodded and continued to follow Craig and Lindsay. I peeked behind me as I saw Sarah head to the hot tub and climb in. 

We continued into the kitchen and Craig passed me a beer. “Your wife is an amazing the woman, Brian. You are a very lucky man,” Craig said before taking a sip of what looked like whiskey in a rock glass.

I nodded in agreement as I tried to peer through the kitchen doorway to the hot tub. It looked as if Sarah was sitting on someone but it was hard to tell. I wanted to get closer to see what was going on but I didn’t want to be rude. 

“Craig! Come here!" said a man’s voice from the other room.

“Ah I’m being called away. Once again Brian please make yourself at home. Maybe Lindsay can show you around until your wife comes back,” said Craig, as he headed back into the living room.

“Okay let’s go get comfy then,” Lindsay said as she grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the couch in the living room. It was closer to the tub and I could see a little bit better. It looked as though a girl was giving a lap dance to someone in the hot tub, but I couldn’t be sure. 

Is that Sarah?

My mind was racing again. Lindsay just started talking about a movie she just saw. I wasn’t really able to pay attention, and just nodded now and then. I was determined to find out what was going on in that hot tub though.

“Hey Lindsay, I want to go change into my swim trunks. Where can I go?"

“Oh if you go upstairs there is a bathroom you can use," Lindsay said as her attention immediately went to someone else.

She just wandered off so I decided to just go upstairs. I could probably get a better view from up there without letting Sarah see me.

The second floor was basically an open concept bedroom that had a balcony overlooking the living room. I could see out of the massive floor to ceiling windows into the hot tub. I went and changed into my trunks, and a t-shirt and then headed back out to see if I could get a better view of the hot tub.

I checked the second floor for other people and then approached the railing. I stood far enough back that I could now see better without being noticed.

It was still hard to see but I could make out now that Sarah, was the girl giving the lap dance. She was grinding her ass into a guy's lap. It looked less like dancing now and more like she was bouncing on him. Was she fucking him?

The man's hands were holding onto my wife's waist. It looked almost as if he was guiding her. The other man watched with one of his hands under the water. There were too many bubbles from the jets to see anything under the water though.

Sarah slowly stood up, and then made her way over to straddle the other man facing him. The other man untied her bikini top, and pulled it off of her before burying his face into her chest.

My stomach sank as my topless wife was now grinding on this guys lap. Her hips were sliding back and forth. The man sucked on my wife's breast before they both paused for a second. 

Sarah's movements changed as she now stared moving up and down. The man's hands were under the water clearly on my wife's ass.

He was sucking on her nipples as she started picking up the pace. I could see her biting her lip. The man gripping her tight leaned his head back. I could hear him grunting slightly through the open sliding door.

Was he was cumming inside my wife. She is not even taking birth control since we decided that we are going to try to have a baby. Sarah started trembling as well as she threw her head back before collapsing on the man's shoulder. 

I couldn’t watch this anymore. Even if they were not actually having sex, she was giving that guy a topless lap dance while he sucked on her breast. I stormed downstairs and was on my way to the elevator. I was just about to press the button so I could leave this horrible situation.

I paused as I stared at the elevator. I can't leave like this...

I headed back towards the hot tub but Sarah was already gone. I wandered around looking for her, and found her in the kitchen with Lindsay. They were taking a shot of something and giggling. She had her wet bikini on again.

“Sarah?" I said as I approached them in a stern voice.

“Oh there you are!" she said as she ran over to me and kissed me. "I see you are ready to get wet!"

“Can we go talk somewhere and talk?” I asked.

“Uh sure I guess,” she said confused before looking back at Lindsay. “I'll be back in a min."

I brought her upstairs to the bathroom and closed the door.

“What were you doing in the hot tub?” I said sharply.

“I was hanging out with Mike and Shawn. They just started at my work recently, and are working their way up the ranks super fast.” Sarah said almost as if she was bragging.

“What were you doing with them in the hot tub?" I asked again, this time with a bit of anger in my voice.

“I was just giving them a lap dance. Shawn dared me, and then Mike felt left out so I gave him one too. It was nothing,” she said cheerfully. Almost as if it was something that people do all the time.

“It didn’t look like nothing.”

“Oh my god Brian! Were you spying on me?” she said angrily.

“What the hell? You said you wouldn’t do this!”

“You also said it was just harmless flirting!”

“It was okay. I was giving them a lap dance and Mike took my bikini top off. It wasn’t a big deal okay? They are just boobs!"

“So you were just dancing for them?" I said sarcastically.

“Yes! I mean… “ Sarah’s tone changed. It seemed more sincere now.

“Okay, so I was giving Shawn a dance, and he wasn't wearing his bathing suit. I didn’t know he took it off. When I was dancing on him he untied my bikini bottoms and threw them. It wasn't a huge deal so I just kept going," she said. 

"And then?" I replied.

"And then... He got hard. He was just rubbing on me and then his thing just slipped inside me. It was an accident. I tried getting off of him but it was hard. It felt nice so I just let it happen for a minute."

What???

"It was just an accident okay? Please don't be upset."

How could she even ask me not to be upset? Of course I'm upset… But somehow she made me start to feel guilty.

How? Why?

I was jealous but for some reason I wasn't mad.

"And what about the other guy?" I asked while trying to stay calm.

"Who Mike? Oh well he wanted a lap dance too but he claimed it wasn't fair that Shawn got to be inside me and he didn't so..." Sarah replied sounding way too casual.

"So?" I replied.

"So, I let him as well...But it was only for a minute," she said making it sound like that was okay somehow. “Can we go back and enjoy the party now please?” Sarah said as she hugged me tight. “I love you and I’ll make it up to you later okay?"

My wife just admitted to fucking someone else and now she is making me feel bad for it...
I paused for a moment, unable to find any words to respond with.

“Okay, fine I guess,” I said. I’m not sure how I gave in so easy or that I trusted her but I did.

Sarah grabbed my hand and opened the door to the bathroom.

"Did you make them cum?" I asked as she pulled me along.

"Would be kinda mean if I didn't," she said chuckling.

We went back downstairs and met up with Lindsay again. She was topless now, as were most of the women at the party. Her breasts were just as amazing as I imagined. They made me almost forget about everything that had just happened.

“Sarah!! Let the girls out! Let them be freeee!” Lindsay shouted clearly drunk.

Sarah looked at me with an innocent look on her face. “Would you mind if I took my top off sweetie? I’ll only do it if you give me permission.”

I nodded. I wasn’t sure what else to do. I was sure that she would have taken it off eventually anyway, and I didn’t want to seem like that pathetic jealous husband. She untied her top and handed it to me. Her beautiful breasts and cute pink nipples were on display for everyone to see. 

I started getting hard as Lindsay and my wife stood in front of me topless. I started to wonder if Sarah, would ever agree to a threesome. That would be a good way to pay me back.

“These too!" Lindsay shouted as she pulled the string for Sarah's bottoms off. They fell to the floor but my wife didn’t seem to mind. She casually just reached for another shot from the counter completley naked. 

Just then Daniel came up behind Sarah and started whispering in her ear. She giggled a bit before biting her lip and closing her eyes.

I wish I knew what he was saying to her.

Then I looked back to see Daniel's hand between my wife's legs. He must be touching her pussy. I was about to say something but then Lindsay collapsed on the floor. Looks like the alcohol was finally too much for her.

Sarah dropped to the floor to check on her.

"Lindsay! Are you okay?" Sarah said as she inspected the incapacitated teen. 

“Brian can you please help me bring her upstairs and put her to bed?"

I was angry but still concerned so I picked her up and carried her up to the bedroom upstairs.

Lindsay started mumbling, “How did it taste?

What is she talking about?

“How did what taste?" I asked.

Lindsay giggled, “Craig and Daniel's cum, silly!” 

I figured she must have thought I was someone else so I just ignored it. 

"Weeeeeeeee! I'm flying!" Lindsay screamed as I carried her up the stairs.  

"And now you are landing," I said chuckling as I placed her in the bed. I took one last glimpse at her amazing body before I covered her with a blanket.

“You are such a nice guy, Brian,” she mumbled again. “But I want to know how it tasted when you kissed her?”

What the hell?

“When I kissed who?" I asked confused.

"When you kissed your Sarah. Your wife. When you kissed her after Craig and Daniel came in her mouth?” Lindsay asked giggling. "She really loves you though so don't worry. I love you too actually! Awesome guy!"

I started feeling nauseous when I finally understood what she was saying. 

Now I understood why she didn't want to kiss me at the office.

I took a few deep breaths and  went downstairs to look for Sarah again. 

I went back into the kitchen, but I couldn’t see her. I just saw Daniel standing behind the island counter with his eyes closed. Most of the guests were gone at this point, and there were not many places she could hide.

“Hey Daniel have you seen my wife?" I asked.

“Ya bro she’s right here."

I looked around but I didn’t see her. Finally I saw her stand up from behind the counter.

“You were just sucking his dick weren’t you?" I asked incredibly dissapointed.

She simply nodded innocently. She had that "I know I'm in trouble," look on her face.

Daniel pushed her down so her hands were resting on the counter, her back arched and she poked her butt in the air.

“Don’t worry about it bro! She’s just having fun,” Daniel said as he began pushing his cock into my wife.

She looked at me, and bit her lip as he began fucking her.

“I … uh .. I’m… sorry… I…. Uh… didn’t want….. you …. Uhhm…to see me like…. Ugh… this...“ she said moaning as Daniel slowly pushed in and out of her.

I wasn’t even angry anymore. I was just... Lost I guess. I was upset at what was happening, but I just couldn't look away.

I just stood there and watched as Daniel fucked my wife.

Pounding her harder, and harder.

“Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried out. “Fuck my ass!”

Wait what? He was fucking her in the ass?

“You never let me fuck your ass before!” I shouted.

“Ugh fuck… I will baby…. Ugh… I will… uhhh…. You can have my ass too!” 

"You're welcome bro!" Daniel said as he held up his hand waiting for a high five. 

I just looked at him and shook my head while he continued pounding my wife's ass.

I was shocked but I couldn’t stop watching.  

Craig entered the kitchen completely naked and came up beside me and put his hand on my shoulder.

“I said it before and I’ll say it again. Your wife is an amazing woman,” Craig said to me as he handed me another beer. “Are you going to get in on this?"

Unable to even turn and look at him, I just shook my head. I continued to gaze on as Daniel sodomized my wife. It was almost as if I was in a trance as I watched her tits bounce with each thrust of Daniel's cock.

“Suit yourself,” said Craig, as he walked over to the other side of the island.

He simply nodded at Daniel, as if to signal something.  Daniel then stood my Sarah up while still inside her ass. He reached down under her legs and picked her up. Craig moved in between her legs and started pressing his massive cock into her pussy.

My wife reached her arms back around Daniels neck while wrapping her legs around Craig. She was being double penetrated by both of them. Her moans got louder and louder as their cocks simultaneously pushed in and out of her holes.

“Ohh yessssss fuck me!” Sarah screamed in ecstasy.

They both increased their rhythm almost as if they were completely in sync. The sound of skin slapping and my wife's screams echoed in the room. 

Sarah leaned forward and held on to Craig, kissing him passionately. Her body started shaking as she broke the kiss and threw her head back screaming.

"Yessss!" she screamed before moaning louder than I have ever heard before. Her orgasm looked like it was completely overwhelming her, as her hands reached around looking for something or someone to grab.

“Oh fuck!” Daniel shouted as he shot his load in my wife’s ass. They both slowed down as Daniel squeezed every last drop inside of her.

He pulled his cock out while his cum visibly spewed out of Sarah's ass. Craig wasn’t finished yet though. He laid my wife down on her back on top of the counter and kept pounding her. Sarah gripped at the side of the counter just holding on as Craig fucked her faster, and harder.

“Ugh fuck I’m almost there!” Craig groaned.

“Yess yess fill me up please!" Sarah shouted.

Craig started moving with longer slower thrusts and he shot his seed deep into her womb. Sarah looked as though she was also having another orgasm. Her moans even louder than before.

“You go girl” Lindsay screamed from the bedroom upstairs.

Sarah's legs wrapped around Craig tightly not allowing him to pull out as she milked every last drop from his massive member.

Craig pulled out of her slowly and walked past me. “Amazing woman,“ he said chuckling as he left the room.

My wife lay there on the counter, cum dripping out of her ass and pussy. She was trying to catch her breath but seemed completely exhausted.

I still couldn't believe what I just witnessed. I was too in shock to think of anything at that moment.

“Sweetie?” Sarah said softly panting. “Can you take me home please?"

I was still unable to speak. I went and grabbed the shirt from my bag and helped her slide it over her head. I helped her off the counter, and grabbed her purse and headed for the elevator. As we stood in the elevator I could see the cum running down her leg.

The ride home was quiet. We didn’t speak. Once we got back home I went and flopped into bed. Sarah came in to bed and laid beside me. She began undoing my pants, and pulled them down. Next she pulled off my boxers and crawled up to my cock.

I was still motionless, but got hard as soon as she grabbed my cock. She licked it timidly at first to see if I would object. I still stayed motionless. Without my objection she proceeded to take my cock in her mouth. Sucking it like she was savouring it. Her head bobbed up and down taking my entire member in her mouth. It felt so good, but all I could think of was her fucking all those men. 

She removed my cock from her mouth and crawled up me sitting her pussy down on my shaft. She was still so wet with the combination of her moisture and the cum of the three other men that filled her pussy tonight that I know of. She moved her hips, running her sloppy pussy up and down my cock. She lifted herself and reached for my dick and placed the tip at her opening.

“Haven’t you had enough tonight?” I asked.

“Mmm mmm,” she said in a cute innocent tone and she shook her head. "Always more for the man that gets to take me home."

She slowly lowered herself on my now throbbing cock. I don’t understand how I can still be turned on after everything I saw tonight. Her pussy felt loose and sloppy but still… it felt really good. She started riding me slowly and sensually.

“I love you," she said and she buried her head into my shoulder.

I was so built up that it didn’t take long for me to cum. Sarah collapsed on top of me, and we both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning we talked and she confessed everything to me. She told me about the kiss and how she sucked Craig and Daniel's cocks at the office. About the sex in the limo, and the hot tub with Shawn, and Mike, and about the three dozen other men she has fucked since starting her new job.

I was heartbroken but I still loved her. I honestly had no idea what to do next.

I asked her if she would stop but she was reluctant to agree. She said that she would do anything to make me happy though. It was not really the clear answer I was looking for but I accepted. Or tried to at least. A few months later I found out where she hid all her cum stained panties...

Sarah and I separated for a while after I realized this was never going to end. I was down and feeling alone, so I decided to drown myself with work. It worked out well though because I got a promotion at work. 

This promotion came with some perks. One of which, was I got to hire a secretary. Luckily I got Lindsay's phone number at the party. She ended up coming to work for me and things started professional, but she was a very sexual girl. 

It was so hard not to just want to fuck her, and one day I gave in. She loved being my naughty secretary, and I loved being her horny boss. Seems not everything from that night at the party was bad. 

Sarah ended up getting fired from her job. Turns out Craig and Daniel get bored pretty easily. Basically she was replaced with a newer model. 

Sarah tried to come back to me, and told me she had changed. There was no way I could trust her again. Once a slut, always a slut. She was determined to earn my trust though.

I refused to let her back in the house, so she decided to sleep on the back deck. I didn't tell her to do that, it was her own choice. One of the nights she was back there, I brought Lindsay home and fucked her in the living room so Sarah could watch. I didn't expect to see Sarah rubbing herself from the other side of the glass sliding door. 

Even more than that, I didn't expect it to turn me on much. Lindsay persuaded me to give her another chance, but with a different dynamic. If she was going to be a slut, then she will be my slut.

I hosted a couple of office parties for my company. Sarah became my party favor. Got a big fat raise as well. 

Sometimest things are always darkest before the dawn. 

The end.