I awoke the following morning feeling exhausted from the wicked sex I had with the ladies, but also horny since the images of what Brenda and I did with Fiona came rushing back.

Fuck, I couldn’t stop thinking about how hard I had made Fiona cum, and that notion caused me to roll onto my side before slithering my hand down toward my sleeping wife's pussy.

Scooting closer to Brenda, I nestled my stiff dick between her legs while I lightly started to tickle her little nub.

''Mmm. Mmm. Ohhh. Oh, Honey. Oh fuck. You're making me horny,'' my wife expressed as she slowly stirred as I toyed with her clit until it became super hard. Then, patiently, I nudged my solid shaft to and fro between her thighs until her legs spread wide, giving me ample room to slide my magic missile home deep inside her already-wet pussy.

It didn’t take long before we were once more fucking ourselves unabated.

"Yes! Oh yes! Oh fffuck, Honey! Keep going! Keep going! OH, OH! OOOH!" my wife screamed as we both came simultaneously to a glorious climax.

My wife cooed behind her panting breath as I eased my spent pecker out from her soaked pussy. ''I... ha, ha, ha. I think you should wake me up more often like."

I chucked as I rolled my sweaty body out of bed. ''I will hold you to that.''

As we both got ready for the day, I pondered just how far things might progress sexually with us now that we’ve taken things down this unorthodox direction. Yes, it was exciting and thrilling to be doing such naughty things with my wife. But I couldn't help but wonder if this would also hurt our relationship in the long run.

Brenda was the love of my life, even though she was okay with me fucking Lisa and Fiona. I surely didn't want to jeopardize losing her in the process of us fucking other people. But at the same time, I wanted to make her happy, and she indeed appeared interested in taking this further.

Honestly, I was a little confused as to whether or not I should let my wife know I was still on the fence about pursuing out-of-marriage sex any further.

It would be two days later before I found out just how far I was willing to take this myself.

Out of the blue, Lisa called me and asked if I was interested in meeting her for lunch. I couldn’t help but wonder where this was coming from, and I thought: Did she talk to Brenda? Or was this her reaching out?

I guessed I wasn’t going to find out unless I accepted her offer, so I agreed and met her at a little restaurant a couple of blocks away from my work.

She was already seated when I got there and was sipping a tall glass of iced tea as I took in her beauty before sitting down across from her.

Lisa had on a little black skirt and a light ruffled white short-sleeved top with three of the top buttons unfastened, revealing her lush globes. 

I had to clear my mind quickly since I could already feel my cock stiffening and asked, "So... Any special reason you wanted to meet?"

As Lisa set her glass down, she replied with a bit of smirk, ''Not really. Since I haven’t heard from you or your wife after our little sexcapade, I just figured that I should see if everything was okay between us.''

''Oh... funny, you should mention that,'' I uttered just as the waitress showed up to take our order, stopping me from proceeding with our conversation briefly.

However, after we placed our order, I once again spoke and said how Brenda had brought the subject up and that she was interested in having another sexual swap.

"Oh! Well, I like the sounds of that!" Lisa expressed as she took another sip of her drink.

"Only..." I paused as I looked into Lisa's eyes. "Not with Brian and you."

"Oh..." Lisa disappointedly replied. "Did she say why?"

"I don't think she cared for Brian, honestly."

"So... It's not me she has a distaste for; it's only him you're saying."

"I'm afraid so."

"I see. But I can't blame her. He does tend to become a little bossy and controlling." Lisa sighed. "It's not one of his better qualities."

"Yes, I agree. However, I would have been a little more forgiving if I hadn't heard those comments he made while fucking my wife."

Again Lisa sighed and said, "Well, I guess it would be a moot point now to suggest I could talk to him about his behavior. Now that I know you don't want him fucking Brenda, either."

"Yeah. Sorry. But listen, it sure was an excellent experience for me. I mean, I loved doing that despite what he said."

It looked as if Lisa was mulling something over in her head when I remembered something else and said, "You know, Brenda mentioned something else the other day that left me puzzled."

"And what might that be?" Lisa said.

"Well..." I said as Lisa looked at me intensely. "Brenda felt that you only initiated those sexual advances with her in hopes that it would open her up to the idea of letting you fuck me."

With a big grin, Lisa replied, "She said that, did she? Well, she wasn't wrong about that. In fact, to be frank, I was looking for a way to fuck you for a while now."

Fuck, Brenda was right! I thought as Lisa then leaned over the table and whispered, "I hope that doesn't shock you because, to be honest, after we fucked the next morning again while your wife was sleeping next to us, I was sure that meant that we would keep fucking. Was I wrong?"

Fuck... She had now asked something I wasn't ready to answer. At least not, honestly. I mean, yes, I loved how passionately we fucked, along with how her pussy seemed to engulf my manhood as it jabbed over and over inside of her until we both had a blissful orgasm. But, I do love my wife very much. So was this the line that I shouldn't cross, and answer "Yes," she was wrong? I just didn't know.

Lisa rested back in the booth and said, "I see you're not ready to answer that. I guess I can't blame you. I mean, you are married and love your wife. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just I was hoping I was more than a quick and meaningless fuck to you."

"Hey!" I abruptly shouted. "You are, I mean... I... I don't know what I mean. Fuck, this is hard to explain."

However, before I could say another word, Lisa stood up and said, "Follow me,'' and took my hand.

I wasn't sure at the time what she was doing until we were in front of the ladies' restroom, and I barked, "Lisa! What the hell are you..."

That was all I got out of my mouth before she quickly opened the door and pushed me inside.

Astonished, I hastily looked around, and thankfully, it appeared like we were the only people inside when I again announced, "Lisa!"

Once more, my words were cut short when her lips suddenly crashed into mine while her nimble fingers wormed their way inside my trousers.

Shocked by Lisa's abrupt assault on me, I hastily twisted my hips to keep her fingers from finding my dick. However, it did the opposite and actually helped her hand dig deeper into my pants.

"Lisa! P-p-please." I mumbled between our smashed lips while her hand encompassed my cock before firmly gripping it and vigorously stroking it.

Holly fuck! I couldn't believe this was happening. This was more than just swapping partners like before. This was me cheating on my wife, and then I thought. Why am I not stopping her?

I could feel my dick getting hard as she maneuvered our bodies into a stall while my mind fought over this immoral dilemma.

My eyes widened as I felt my pants falling to the floor and made another attempt to end this adultery act and huffed, "Lisa... We ssshouldn't."

However, it was too late, and my mind sighed. Fuck. When her lips slipped over my stiff member. After that, all I could do was close my eyes as I let my body sinfully succumb to the sexual pleasure she was giving me.

"Oh, God, Lisa! Fuck!" I groaned as she worked her magical mouth over my excited shaft.

Fuck, I knew no good was going to come of this. But as her blowjob intensified, I no longer thought about how wrong this was. But instead was willfully allowing myself to slip down this dark and forbidden path.

My hands went on autopilot and took hold of her hair as my breath quickened—my god. What her mouth was doing to my dick was so pleasurable. No way did I want her to stop now. In fact, it only made me lustfully wish for more, and I groaned, "Oh fuck, Lisa..."

Her mouth made this popping sound as her sweet lips backed away from my penis. Still on her knees, Lisa looked up at me while stroking my cock long and hard and hissed, "So, Bob, do you still think we should stop?"

This little minx knew she had me now, and I hesitantly shook my head.

"Mmm, good. I see we are on the same page now. All that is left is for you to tell me where you want this to go."

My heartbeat started to race as my sexual desire came to a total acceptance, and I announced, "I need to have my cock inside you!"

Rapidly, Lisa stood up and wanked her panties off from under her little black skirt.

"Then what's stopping you?" she expressed and pushed me back against the stall. The lust I felt for her now guided me onward, and I lifted her skirt before taking hold of her firm ass cheeks with both my hands.

Then, while squeezing and pawing her tight rear end, I kissed her hard and was greeted by her mouth, showing the amount of passion.

God, her lips were so soft, and as her hand toyed with my throbbing dick, I eased her back against the other side of the stall before nudging my cock between her legs, letting it thrust over her pussy lips.

Our kiss broke as we gazed into each other's eyes, and in a soft tone, I heard her say, "Take me, Bob. I want you inside me as well."

With my hands still holding onto her rear, I rapidly lifted her up while her legs spread wide around my waist. God, it was as if my cock was already made for her pussy for how fast it plunged into her depths.

Ramming and bouncing. Wailing and grunting, we wildly fucked. I couldn't deny how great it was to have my dick buried deep inside her warm cervix once more.

"Ohhh, yes, Bob. I've been dying to have you fuck me again," Lisa teased as her legs squeezed harder on my hips.

Then when her head neared my left ear before nibbling on it hissed, "Tell me you didn't miss having your dick inside me."

Grunting, I huffed, "Yes! Fuck, I did! I can't deny how much I missed feeling it."

"You couldn't wait either, could you?" she whispered.

"Fuck!" I huffed as I kept plowing inside her moist pussy and grunted, "No, I couldn't. I love it. I love fucking you, Lisa!"

"As much as you love fucking your wife?"

My head was reeling now, and as my sperm raced up my shaft, I croaked, "Yes! I love it as much as fucking her!"

"That's all I needed to hear," she replied as she pushed herself back against the stall while squeezing her legs tightly onto my waist.

My god, she started to twist and grind while bouncing independently. My cum was right at the very tip, and I could feel my legs becoming weak when I moaned, "Oh fuck, Lisa!"

Never had my cock felt so excited, and I heard her hiss, "I see you like what I'm doing."

"Fuck, Lisa! You're going to make me come!"

Suddenly she paused, and as she slowly maneuvered her pussy over my dick, I noticed her provocative appearance when she said, "Has your wife ever made you feel this good? This lustful?"

Shit! Once again, she had put me on the spot, but I couldn't deny that what she was doing to me was extremely pleasing, and I bellowed, "No."

Lisa then toyed with my emotions while picking up her tempo and teased, "Ohhh, Bob. So you're telling me my pussy is better than hers? Do you love how I can excite you more? Tell me, Bob. Say it. Tell me how much better I can fuck you than your wife can!"

I was so excited now. On the very cusp of coming, I groaned, "Yes... It's better! Fuck... So much... Oh god, b-b-better."

"Oh yes! I can feel you throbbing inside me. I can tell you're ready to come. Do it, baby! Come inside the woman that can fuck you better than your wife!" Lisa shouted. "Come inside me now! Mark me with your seed!"

Grinding my teeth, I could feel her body tensing up as her wicked words danced inside my head. Her pussy was like a vise and had pushed me past the point of being able to pull out. I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to and loudly grunted, "Fffuck!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh, yes!" Lisa expressed as her body shuddered. Obviously, she was having an orgasm, and I quickly locked my mouth onto hers as her legs quivered on my side.

Heaving and grunting, I kept my dick deep inside her fertile cervix while it released its sexual seed. I could feel her pussy draining my cock of all its juices while she held onto my body tightly.

Spent and satisfied, I eased her down, and we kissed once more before fixing our clothes.

It was then, as we exited the stall, that I realized what I had done. Not only had I willfully cheated on my wife, I also confessed to the person I cheated with that she was a better fuck than my wife. How could I have done this to the woman I love so dearly? I knew there was no coming back from this now, and I felt like a heel.

Only as I was reeling over what I had done, did Lisa stealthily peek out the bathroom door.

"Okay, nobody's watching," I heard her announce as we departed.

Once back at our table, I couldn't help noticing how people looked at us. Or maybe it was just my guilt over what we had done.

Whatever it was, I expressed my discontent with Lisa and said, "Listen... I know we both enjoyed that immensely, but I can't help but feel like we both just betrayed our partners."

"Listen, Bob, that is understandable. You are married, and I have been seeing Brian for a long time now."

"Exactly, and I do love my wife very much," I said, hanging my head down before following with, "I guess I was just too weak."

Lisa chuckled upon hearing that caused me to look up and see her smile when she said, "I'm flattered that you think I would have such power over you, Bob. But I think deep down, it was just your wicked desire to fuck a different woman that pushed you over the edge. As for me, as I said, I couldn't wait to fuck you again."

I paused when she said that and quickly dove into my thoughts.

Was she right? Was that the reason I did it? I crave to fuck other women?

Lisa broke my concentration when she said, "You know, if it bothers you that much since Brenda already told you she wanted to fuck another couple, why don't you suggest she could go out and fuck a guy on her own?"

"What?" I replied.

"Don't you see? What's the difference between swapping partners or letting her fly solo for a night? Letting her fuck another guy doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Well... No, it doesn't," I answered and then, for some reason, said, "In fact, I got more excited when I saw her fucking Brian."

"Oh!" Lisa said, kind of astonished. Then, with this devilish grin, she cooed, "So, in other words, you like to watch when your wife is getting pounded hard by another guy. My god, Bob, you're full of surprises."

My jaw dropped, realizing I probably shouldn't have told her that, and I was about to speak when Lisa interrupted me and said, "Don't get me wrong, Bob. I kind of like that you're into that. But, if you must know, I got turned on knowing you were watching me eat your wife out myself."

Now I chuckled, "Well, aren't we a pair?"

Lisa leaned over the table and hissed, "Yes, we are. A pair of sexually active people that don't mind telling each other what turns them on."

When she said that, I felt my cock jump and replied, "And you do turn me on, Lisa."

We chatted a little more as we finished our lunch and, before parting ways, left with a very passionate kiss.

However, as I slowly walked back to my office, I thought. Lisa has a point. If I want to make this right with Brenda, I need to have her fuck a guy independently. But how do I bring this up without her questioning my motives?

I guess I'll have to give it some thought before making the suggestion.