As I was thinking about what had happened, I just didn't get it! We have a great sex life. We make love to each other whenever we want, no questions asked. We never deny our desires. I was confused, but I couldn't help but remember Marie and her effect on Cory that day. Then how she had reacted when I went down on her making her cum as hard as she did, as Cory was calling Marie's name! Those feelings may have laid dormant inside her until now.

I wasn't sure how I felt now. Things have been normal for many years, so I needed to learn more and see how this played out. On our Jamaican trips, there were always temptations. We have experimented, and sometimes we have given in, but those liaisons did not affect our relationship because we agreed to what we were doing. We did run into Marie twice over the years, but as far as I knew, Cory and Marie had never gotten together, but now I wondered if they had, I didn't know.

But this was different. We had not agreed for Cory to play with a woman, so she had done this behind my back. How could she? 

I waited. It was a long time before I heard anything except the TV chatter. Then finally, Cory's phone rang. 

"Hey"

"OK, that sounds good. I'll be waiting for you. The door is unlocked, so just come on in!"

"Yeah, but you must find me."

"No, you've never been here, so you'll have to look around!"

"OK, hurry, I can't wait. Get the tray and wine glasses from the kitchen. Then come looking for me!"

I heard her bare feet padding down the hallway toward the bedroom, and I listened to some sensual jazz music begin to play. It was about fifteen minutes when I heard the front door open, and somebody walked in, taking small steps. "Cory, where are you?"

No answer! I heard her right outside the closet. I prayed she didn't look in here.

She moved away, and I heard her rattling around in the kitchen. She must have picked up the tray and added her bottle of white wine and two glasses. She called out for Cory again, no answer.

I heard her kick off her shoes in the hall as she took the tray with wine and glasses and walked barefoot down the hallway toward the bedroom. I couldn't hear much, and then there was muffled talking with some giggling, then laughing. It sounded like they were having a fun time!

I sat in the dark as the giggling and laughing stopped. It got quiet, and only soft jazz was playing. 

I started to go crazy. My imagination was running wild. Were Cory and the woman naked in bed together? What was going on? I stayed put, then after a few minutes, I heard some moaning and couldn't wait. I had to see what they were doing. I quietly opened the door and slipped out and down the hall to see them.

I thought they would be so into each other that they wouldn't hear me, but I had to be quiet and stay out of sight so they couldn't see me. I just wanted to peek in and see them. Then I remembered I had a digital camera with a snake lens, and I could slide it around the corner into the room and see the two girls on the bed. I went to get my camera and stood in the hallway, letting the little lens peek into the room. I adjusted the focus, and there they were.

HOLY FUCK, Cory had taken most of the woman's clothes off and kissed her deeply. 

My throat was so dry I couldn't talk if I wanted to. I didn't want to say anything, but I wanted to watch. I was shocked at what I saw. I pulled the snake lens back out and quietly walked back to the closet to think. 

Sitting there, I remembered that when we bought this house, I had it wired for a full security system. I had completely forgotten about it and had only fully activated it a couple of times when we were away, but not in over two years.

I snuck out of the closet and grabbed my laptop bag, slipping quietly into the garage to my SUV. Cory was so engaged with her lover and had no idea I was home, so I was safe from detection. I went to the control center for the security system in my workshop and turned it on. It was silent, so when it became active, no one would know. Soon though, I could see every room in the house. 

I got comfortable in my SUV, switched on my computer, opened the security app, and took a deep breath. Multiple room shots lit up my screen showing all the main rooms in the house. I had bought a top-of-the-line system, a lot more than I needed, but now I am glad I spent the extra money. I clicked through to our master bedroom.

There they were, almost naked now. 'Jesus,' I wondered if I could watch this.

I closed the laptop for a minute, thinking about what I was about to see. Was I ready for this? How did I feel about this situation? Why was this happening? Who was this woman, and why was she seducing my wife, or was it the other way around? There were so many questions and NO answers, not yet anyway!

I took the plunge, fearing what I would see, and opened my laptop again. I found the bedroom again. I held my breath as I looked at the screen and watched the woman and Cory in each other's arms. I felt numb.

The system automatically recorded everything, so it started recording when I turned it on. If I were to watch, I would want to see it all, however painful it was. 

This whole episode was surreal to me. I had never seen two women together. I knew it would be sexy and erotic, but there were two problems. One… One of the actors was my wife. Two… I was never supposed to know about them, so what they did was for their benefit, not mine. That was disturbing to me. 

But here I was about to see my wife involved in a sexual act or many sexual acts with a woman I didn't know, and I never knew she even existed until several hours earlier. I was very disturbed about what I would see and its impact on me, my marriage, and my relationship with my wife.

I clenched my teeth and hit play. I watched as Cory and the woman talked, kissed, and undressed. I could see the other woman's face, but I didn't recognize her, so she was not a friend. She was somebody that Cory knew from work or somewhere that I had never met. I did hear Cory call her Lacey, so I knew her first name.

I watched as Cory peeled Lacey's blouse off and opened the front clip bra. Cory kissed the soft hollow of her bare neck, then down to her breast taking each nipple into her mouth, sucking, and kissing them. She kissed back up, kissing her hard on the mouth again with heated passion. 

Cory's hands slipped up and cupped Lacey's bare breasts. It was clear that Cory was slowly making love to this woman. I knew this was foreplay, just the beginning of it all, and I had no idea what I was about to see!

Cory untied the string at the waist of Lacey's tap pants, slipping her hands inside as they opened, squeezing Lacey's ass. She played there for a few minutes while kissing her deeply. Then pulled her hands out, hooking her fingers in the waistband, pushing them down, letting them puddle at her feet. Lacey kicked them away, leaving her standing in a tiny white thong.

I zoomed the camera in, looking at the woman. She was beautiful. Her breasts were full and firm with nice hard nipples. I could see through the thong that her pussy was bare. She was not naked but looked so hot. The tight pouch covering her pussy and the little string running around her waist, dipping down between her ass cheeks, was all that surrounded her. I zoomed back out for a wider view.

Lacey pulled Cory to her and kissed her. She pushed the robe off her shoulders, and Cory stood in the sheer light green Lacey baby doll I had seen on the bed.

"OH MY GOD, Cory, you look incredible!"

"I saw this shopping yesterday and thought, 'Something Lacy for Lacey'!

OK, I know she is Lacey, but Lacey, who? I needed to try the outdoor cameras and see if I could get a license number. I wondered if Lacey's car was locked so I could get her registration.

I paused the video and quietly slipped out the side garage door. I looked in Lacey's car. The security light was out, so I tried her car door, which was unlocked. I looked in the glove box for her registration, took a picture of it on my phone, put it back, and quietly closed the door. 

I went back inside and restarted the video. The girls were kissing each other as Lacey was stripping off what little clothes Cory was wearing. 

Cory kissed Lacey's breasts. She kissed all around them, then sucked each nipple, making Lacey moan. Then Lacey pulled Cory back up into a hard passionate kiss. 

Lacey broke the kiss with a moan and said, "Tonight is going to be special for you, I brought my big friend with me, and we are going to fuck you all night long!" 

Damn, what was she saying? What friend, there was no one else here? I was confused.

Just then, Lacey pushed my almost-naked wife onto the bed and crawled over her like a tigress stalking her prey. She kissed her breasts, moving down, teasing Cory's belly button, running her tongue around it, then kissing further down to her bare mons. Cory started to moan, and her body began to tremble.

Lacey was down to her thong as she moved to her knees, looking straight at Cory's pussy through her sheer thong. I was sure I saw Lacey lean forward and put her mouth over Cory's pussy, kissing and sucking her threw her thong, savoring the taste of her cream that had soaked through the material.

Cory started to moan, moving her feet apart a little more and rolling her hips back, giving Lacey direct access. Cory put her hands on Lacey's head, weaving her fingers through the cords of her long hair, holding her mouth against her pussy as she withered under her mouth and tongue.

Lacey started humming. I'm sure that made it feel even better for my wife.

Cory gripped her head, pulled her up, and kissed her, tasting her cream as she kissed her passionately.

Lacey untied the little string at the top of the green baby doll, letting it slip off, and she tossed it to the floor. Now they were both in tiny thongs, ready for the next step.

Her hands gripped Cory's face as she kissed her deeply, pulling her body against hers with their breasts pressed against each other as their arms wrapped around one another. They held on tightly like lovers, kissing passionately. It was a kiss that seemed to last forever but only for a few seconds.

I was just as shocked as I was enthralled watching them. They were affecting my cock; I was hard as a rock. I didn't understand. I know this is every man's dream to see two women make love to each other. But I never expected it would be my wife making love to another woman.

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My head was all over the place. Strong mixed feelings of betrayal, lust, excitement, and a bit of anger, all gripped me at one time, making me want to put the laptop down, storm into the room, break them up, or even participate. Now that was a thought.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to sit and watch Lacey and Cory through the camera. I wanted to watch the whole thing in person. Cory had no idea I was home, and it would shock them if I walked in. I am sure Cory would faint.

I thought it was better to let it play out. I was gathering evidence if I needed it, so I just sat in my SUV, watching them as Lacey crawled up, laying on Cory, pressing her bare breasts against Cory's, kissing her passionately as their hands roamed over each other's bodies. It was an amazing sight, so sexual, so sensual it was almost sweet, as they looked like they were making real love to each other.

I didn't know what to do, but it was so erotic to watch that I couldn't look away. I watched Lacey as she moved Cory up on the bed against the pillow and whispered to her something I could not hear. Cory smiled as Lacey slowly started kissing down her body. Cory was humming as Lacey kissed her breast, making love to each one.

She gently started sucking, pulling, and nibbling on each nipple. 

Cory love's me to do that, and it normally makes her cum straight away. Being true to form, within a few seconds, her hand was between her legs, strumming her clit as she was cumming like gangbusters. 

Lacey pushed her hand away and looked up at Cory, "No touching, understand no touching, that sweet thing is all mine tonight!"

Cory moaned as Lacey kissed down her tight belly, taking little bites as she went. Just little nibbles, not leaving any marks but making love to her body. As Lacey got to her navel, teasing it, she licked it, rimmed it, and pushed her tongue into her like it was her pussy. 

Cory was moaning over and over, withering under Lacey's love. Then Lacey moved further down, and Cory spread her legs, welcoming her. Cory knew what was coming next, and she was shaking in anticipation. This part was what Cory relished, something she loved more than anything, even more than fucking, well, maybe not.

I knew Cory was about to be taken to heaven. She was trembling as she waited for Lacey to do what she loved; having her pussy eaten and her ass licked was her favorite thing. She couldn't wait for this beautiful woman to place her mouth on her sweet cunt and eat her until she was cumming over and over.

Things slowed down as Lacey kissed over her belly, teasing Cory, and stringing her along.

This woman knew what she was doing and loved doing it. Lacey kissed further down to Cory's bare mons, so smooth, no hair anywhere. That was new. Cory must have waxed because she had had a landing strip when I left her, and now she was bare.

As Lacey kissed along her outer lips, Cory was squeezing her breast pinching her nipples, and pulling on them. She was in pure ecstasy. She scooted over a little bit to make more room as Lacey moved between her legs. 

Lacey kissed up her inner thigh, starting just above the knee. Cory has sensitive nerves in her thighs, and when I kiss along them, I make her squirm all over the bed.

As Lacey reached the top of her thigh, right at the joined, she quickly moved to the other leg, kissing her just behind the knee, teasing her, then kissing up her inner thigh, nibbling on the soft skin as she had done on the other side.

Cory was going crazy, withering all around the bed. She moaned loudly, begging Lacey, "Oh God, please eat me, eat me… damnit, don't tease me, you're terrible. God, please eat me, make me cum. I've got to cum." 

Lacey just looked up and smiled, "I'm just playing now. We aren't getting serious for a little while longer, but I promise you will go off like a geyser when you begin to come. Tonight, Cory, I'm going to make you squirt!"

God, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was this the first time? It couldn't be. They sound like they have been together before. Lacey knew Cory and that she could sometimes squirt, and I taught her how from a video I'd seen online. Once I taught her, I could make her go off like a fucking geyser.

What I did was almost forced and far different than how Lacey would do it. I was sure Lacey didn't put her fingers inside her but would use her tongue inside Cory's pussy, and lacey would make her squirt that way.

As it turns out, Lacey had an exceptional tongue, three or four inches long. A language like Lacey's rolled out like a serpent, and she knew how to use it. Lacey finally moved between Cory's legs and sucked on her clit, making Cory cum quickly. Then she settled in, pushing her knees back. Cory hooked her hands behind them, holding her legs wide, spreading open, surrendering to Lacey's tongue. 

Lacey's whole mouth covered Cory's pussy. Then it happened; Lacey slithered that long tongue out, pushing it deep inside Cory, wiggling it around, curling it up behind her mons, licking her G-spot, sending Cory into ecstasy. She screamed as she started cumming repeatedly.

I'm sure from Cory's reaction that Lacey was fucking her with her tongue, driving it deep inside and swishing it over her velvet walls, making her feel exciting new things. I could never give her that feeling with my tongue, and I was long enough to penetrate her and knew how to work her clit with my tongue, making Cory cum constantly. But Lacey's tongue was special.

It was a sight to see Cory withering on the bed, her fingers pinching and pulling on her nipples, lengthening them and stretching them, as Lacey was eating her frantically.

Then I watched it happen. Lacey pressed down on Cory's lower belly right above her mons as she played with her, sucking on her clit, and then plunging her tongue deep into her pussy, lapping her G-spot.

Cory started to shake like hell, then suddenly, her pussy exploded. She was cumming hard, harder than I'd seen her cum ever. She suddenly screamed as cum gushed out, splashing all over Lacey's face and breasts. It was like a river of cum surging out, squirting, soaking everything in front of her. Then just as fast as it started, it stopped. Cory collapsed and passed out from the intensity.

Lacey moved up quickly, cradling Cory in her arms and soothing her with light angel touches to her face. Slowly Cory awoke and kissed Lacey. Then she quickly pulled her over on top, so she lay in between her legs. She pressed her pussy up against Lacey, and Lacey began slowly grinding their pussies together, like they were fucking each other slowly, lovingly, and passionately. They began to kiss as they fucked.

Cory kissed all over Lacey's face licking her cum off. Their grinding became more aggressive, with Cory wrapping her legs around Lacey. They must have been rubbing clit against clit because there was an explosion when they both came squirting all over each other simultaneously.

My God, they were something to see. My cock was hard, but I dare not jerk off in my car, and I had to hold it to see what had happened. 

"Jesus Christ, Lacey, what the fuck was that? I've never cum like that before in my life, and that was amazingly incredible. Please, let's do that again?"

"All in good time, all in good time, baby, we've got all night, and I plan on making you cum a lot, so let's relax, lay here together and calm down. With that, Cory pulled the covers over them, and they lay cuddling and whispering things I could not hear.

Soon they were sleeping.

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I didn't know what to do, but I needed to leave. I had to get away from my house, the crime scene. I quietly went back inside. I gathered the clothes I had washed and put them in a garbage bag. I picked up the Chinese food, so Cory didn't know I had ordered it. I was taking it, knowing that I was hungry. 

I returned to the garage, put on my shoes, and packed up my computer. I slipped out the door and called Uber and the Holiday Inn, booking a room for the night. I walked down the block and sat on a bench, thinking as I waited.

The Uber arrived at the end of the block and took me to the hotel. I checked in, explaining I had just come back from my fishing trip early and I was waiting for my wife to arrive home tomorrow from being out of town, and I would surprise her then. The desk attendants thought that was cool and gave me a nice discount.

I made it to my room and collapsed on the bed. I had to make decisions, but I didn't know the whole story. I showered and nuked the Chinese food. I ate though I wasn't hungry. I logged in to my security system to see what was happening. It was time for round two. 

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I found the lovers in the kitchen taking a break, refueling, eating crackers and cheese, and drinking wine. It was a little after 9:30 pm, so I called Cory. The phone rang, and I heard it on the computer as it was lying on the kitchen counter. Cory looked at it but ignored my call.  

"Babe, you need to answer the call. You know that is your husband!"

The ring stopped just as Cory picked up her phone. She looked at it, then back at Lacey.

"What do I say to him? I am in our home, having sex with a woman, cheating on him. I can't talk to him now. I love him so much. I just can't hurt him. I am not leaving him; if he found out about this, I am sure he would kick me out. He hates cheaters!"

"Cory, I know that this is only a one-time thing. The bar doesn't count. What we did there was spontaneous and fun. Tonight, is the after-party. A little fun, not really cheating, no emotion, just sex. After tonight, we will never see each other again. Cory, you must act just like this is not happening. You are here alone like you normally would be, excited about Bill coming home tomorrow. He will never know about us, and you will never tell him. Your experiment will be over, your desire to see what loving a woman would be like will be over, and your life will go on. Cory, call him back. You were in a bath and just got out!"

I watched as Cory picked up her phone. She fidgeted and walked to the back door. "I need to do this by myself," and she walked out the door.  

My phone rang. I let it ring and knew it rang ten times before it hung up, and I answered on the tenth ring. 

"Hi Cory, sorry I was just able to get to the phone."

"Hi Bill, sorry I missed your call. I was in the bath.

"How are you? I miss you!"

"I miss you too." 

I noticed she was not as bubbly as she normally is, and I heard a little stress in her voice. I decided to put on a little pressure.

"I know we haven't talked since I left, so I thought you would be more excited to hear from me, but you're not. What is going on?

There was a long pause, then I asked, "Cory baby are you OK?" 

"Sorry, yes, I am just tired, sorry. I will be so glad when you get home. I have missed you so much and need you here!" 

Cory sounded nervous and a little desperate, not wanting to talk or not knowing what to say.

"You sound strange. Are you sure everything is, OK? You are worrying me!"

There was a long minute of silence, and I stayed quiet. You know the rule, 'the first one to talk loses'!  

I watched Cory walk back into the house and look at Lacey. She muted her phone, and I heard her tell Lacey, "We have to end this now. I can't do it anymore. I feel so guilty, and I can't hurt Bill. I have already done things I should have never done. Please understand!"

Lacey got up, kissed Cory, and left the room. A few minutes passed, and I saw her walk back through the kitchen dressed, and she left without another word.  

"Cory, Cory, you there? What is going on?"  

I heard a soft sob from Cory. 

"Babe, are you crying? What has happened."

Cory started to sob much harder. "Come home to me, Bill. I need you so badly. I must go. See you tomorrow!" She hung up.

I called back, but it went to voice mail.

I knew Cory knew what she had done was wrong, and she was suffering for it. I would show up tomorrow and let her tell me, in her way, what she had done.

Cory would have to pay for cheating on me. I didn't know how yet, but she would pay!

I was emotionally drained. I lay in bed and watched Cory get in bed after she had taken a shower. She curled up and began to sob. She was hurting badly. GOOD!

I finally closed out the app and went to sleep. I woke early, laying there thinking of what I should do. I knew there would be no divorce, but Cory would feel the hurt like I was hurting.

I opened the security app and watched as Cory got up, showered, and dressed. She sat in the kitchen writing something on a yellow pad. Cory tore it up several times, then finally wrote it all out, finished it, and put it in an envelope. She propped it up on the counter, leaving it for me.

She filled her hot cup with coffee and left for work. She expected me to be home when she got home tonight.

I called John and asked him to come to pick me up. I told him we fought, so he didn't ask questions. He drove me home.  

I walked in and went to take a shower. The bed was messy, and Cory's clothes were on the floor. The green baby doll was in a ball on the bed. Even though it was from last night, I could smell sex. You know, women in the heat put off a very enticing scent.  

Once I was cleaned up and dressed in shorts and a 'T,' I went to the kitchen and got two beers. I picked up the letter, walked out on the back deck, opened a beer, took a big gulp, and let it run down my throat.

I opened the envelope and took a deep breath, afraid to read what Cory had written. 

Dear John, Jesus, was that what this was, a 'Dear John' letter? 

"Dear John,

First, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart. I would never do anything to hurt you or us, and I could never live with myself if I did anything that damaged our relationship. You are the love of my life, and I want to have your babies and live with you for the rest of my life.

With that said, as you read this, you may have difficulty believing the words above, but they are 1000% true.

So, where do I start? I'll jump back to our Honeymoon. 

You remember Marie and how turned on I was in Jamaica. I never acted on her advances, but I never forgot them either. You know that we played our little fantasy with her name and your mouth before we stopped after a while.  

Our life together has been spectacular, and I love you with all my heart and soul. No one could ever replace you in my life. 

Over the past year, I have begun to feel latent lust for other women. I have watched hours of lesbian porn, masturbating and cumming extremely hard, making me wonder about my sexual orientation. 

I have begun to wonder if I was a lesbian in a heterosexual marriage and if what we had was not really what I wanted or needed. Several months ago, I even went to a therapist to try to sort it out, and she was some help. But the one big question was, am I a lesbian, or am I Bisexual, or is this just a fantasy phase that I am going through? She explained to me that the only way to find the answer, as I had to experience what it was like to be with a woman and learn for myself what my real feelings were. That could only happen if I gave into my desires for other women and experienced them in real life. I had to see what would happen. How I felt before, during, and after, and how my feelings changed about you, us, and our marriage. 

I understood what she told me, but it has been a real struggle for me over these last two months. I know you have seen and felt some changes, and I sure have. 

Bill, we have always been open to everything in our lives, but this scared me. If it went wrong, I would destroy our marriage, and you would hate me forever. So out of fear, I have remained silent about it. I also had no idea how to explain them to you in person. So, this letter is the coward's way of telling you.  

I am so sorry that I could not trust myself to trust you with this dilemma. I was so afraid that you would hate me and kick me out. I am still scared of that!  

So, when you were going away on your fishing trip, I decided that was my best chance to experiment and see what my feelings were. I know I was cheating on you, and maybe if I had told you, you might have been OK with my experiment.

I could get it done before you got home. Then it would be over, and I could move on unless my feeling changed, and I was a lesbian.  

A few days before you left, I called Marie. She was shocked to hear from me. I explained my dilemma, and since she was the originator of my problem, she agreed to help me understand my feelings. She came down for two days arriving the afternoon you left. The first night we only talked, and she slept alone in the guest room. Having her in the house was hard, and I wanted her. That scared me, but she understood what I was going through and wanted to help me, so when I went to her door, she invited me in only to talk. The discussion was eye-opening and was a real relief.  

The second day and night were full of beautiful lesbian sex. Marie made love to me, and I made love to her. Marie fucked me with a big strap-on cock. It was incredible, and I never wanted her to stop. It was all glorious and extremely satisfying, but much different than when we made love! I am not sure I can explain the difference." 

The one thing that became clear to me was I felt no love or emotional bond with Marie, like I expected could have happened. Yes, we made love, slow passionate love, then we fucked hard too. But through it all, and in the end, it was just sex and nothing like we have together, Bill.  

I went back to my therapist the next day. I told her about Marie's visit and our two days together. What we talk about, our sex, my satisfaction, and my feelings. She asked me many questions, and after talking for an hour, she suggested.

'Cory, you must go to a bar and pick up a woman. It would help you to see how you feel doing that, how the night develops, and what happens during and afterward. My night out will be your final test, and you will decide what your life will be like if you make that decision. Are you a lesbian, are you Bi-sexual, or are you straight? Cory, you will always be attracted to women, but how you decide how to weave that into your life is the question.' 

Bill, I struggled with Marie and me and what the therapist told me, so Wednesday, I skipped my class and went to a lesbian bar I found online. It was a little out of town, so I couldn't run into anyone I might know. 

I dressed casually. Like I do when I go shopping. I did not want to look like I was trying to find a woman, and I thought my newness would be enough, and it was. 

I was in the club for five minutes when a butch woman started hitting me, making me extremely uncomfortable. I tried to fend her off, but she was aggressive. I moved from the bar to another seat, but she followed me. I was about to leave, realizing I didn't fit in and was not one of them. Suddenly a beautiful young woman swooped in. 

'Oh God, I am so sorry I am so late I got held up at work and had to go home and change. Did you get my text?'

I was shocked but realized she was saving me from my predator. 

'I am so glad you finally got here. This lady was talking to me while I was waiting. What was your name?'

The butch woman looked at the new woman and me, sneered, and left.

Thank goodness you came along. I didn't know what to do.

'A newbie, I guessed. I saw you when you came in and when she pounced on you, I knew you needed saving. So, I decided to be your savior. I am Lacey, and you?'

'Oh, sorry, I am Cory. Nice to meet you.' I put out my hand, and she gently took it into her soft hand, not a shake, just holding it. I began to tremble. There was suddenly an attraction to Lacey that I was not expecting. My breathing became faster. 

Lacey looked at me. She turned my hand over and kissed my palm. I moaned, and she kissed me again. My pussy quivered and was wet instantly.'"

'Cory, what are you doing here? This is not your normal type of place; you look like a straight-place girl. So, why are you here?' 

I swallowed hard. I looked at Lacey, and she was beautiful, I mean incredibly beautiful. Her face was oval, beautiful eyes, a color I could not see. Blonde hair pulled back tight in a ponytail. Her lips were puffy, very kissable, and soft on my palm, and I imagined what they would feel like on my lips. It was dark, so I could not see her body, but if it matched her face, it was amazing. 

I pulled my hand back and looked at her, Lacey had a slight smile on her lips, and I suddenly wanted to kiss her. I leaned forward, but she moved back. 

'No kissing. Not until you tell me why you are here.' 

I was a little disappointed I couldn't kiss her.

'I am on a research project.' 

'What kind of research project, Cory?'

'A sexual identity projects, am I a lesbian, bisexual, or just bi-curious?' 

'Well, Cory, I can help you with that.' 

The next thing I knew, we were kissing, and her tongue was dancing with mine. When the next slow song came, Lacey pulled me onto the dance floor. She began to seduce me, and it didn't take much in my current state of mind. 

Lacey kissed me and pushed her leg between mine, urging me to grind my pussy on her thigh. Her hands were on my ass, squeezing my pussy and my breasts. Then she held my face between her hands and kissed me so softly. I almost came on riding her thigh. 

We danced two more dances, and I was hers. Lacey kissed me hard and quickly pulled me down the hall to the ladies' room, dragging me into a stall. It happened so fast. Before I knew it, we were all over each other, and we hadn't even had a drink yet. 

Clothes came off. Lacey's fingers were inside me. I started cumming instantly, screaming into my hands. I pushed two fingers inside her hot wetness and made her cum. She spun me around, and I was sitting on the toilet. She hit her knees. Her mouth covered my pussy as she began to eat me. She was an expert, eating me and sliding her sweet tongue into my pussy. Baby, it was long, three or four inches, so she could fuck me with it, and she is working on my G-spot like a pro. 

I quickly started cumming over and over. I had to push Lacey's mouth away to get my breath. Suddenly there was clapping and cheering from outside. I was shocked but completely into what was happening and wanted to eat her. I traded places with her and went down on her making her cum several times. More cheers came, and we laughed, wiping the cum from our faces. 

We dressed so we could leave. As we walked out, Lacey's black thong was on the floor, and I grabbed it and stuffed it into my jeans. We left the ladies' room, I paid my tab, and we left the club. We went to her SUV, and we acted like teenagers. Then Lacey made love to me for an hour. 

Bill, it was incredible. I had never felt like this before and felt scared and confused, and all I knew was I wanted more and to do it again.

Lacey put her name on my phone. 'If you want to talk more, you must call me. This is your experiment Cory, not mine.' She didn't take mine, and I would have to initiate anything further. 

We kissed, and I left her in the parking lot, driving away. 

On my way home, I was wrought with guilt. Bill, I had cheated on you again and was no closer to knowing my true feelings about women and me. I couldn't sleep that night thinking about my cheating and total confusion about my sexuality.

Thursday was a tough day. I wanted to talk to Lacey, so I called her. We agreed to meet for coffee and a chat after work. We met at Starbucks. My heart fluttered when I saw her walking across the parking lot, confusing me even more. We had coffee and a good talk. I liked Lacey as a person, but even more so, she was an incredible lover.  

After a couple of hours, she told me, 'Cory, you need to go home and think about what I want your life to be. Write your priorities on paper in lists of likes and dislikes, and they decide what you want. Then if you wanted to see me again, you must make the call.'

We parted without kissing. I felt better and less guilty, but Bill, I was still unsettled and confused. I had cheated on you, and that was eating me up inside. How could I do that to you, to us? I didn't know what to do.

At home, I thought about all that had happened. You would be back on Saturday, so I had one more day to figure this out. I was still unsure about everything. I didn't sleep well and went through the motions at work. At noon on Friday, I texted Lacey.

My text: 'If you are available, I'd like to see you tonight. It's my last chance, I must figure this out, and I want you.'

I got no response. The day ended, and Jenny gave me a ride home. I left my car at home and took an Uber to work. I hoped that Lacey would pick me up from work, but I never heard anything from her. 

I was home late that night after we had stopped for a drink and Amy. 

Then Lacey called me, and she came over. Bill, we had been fooling around and took a break when you called me. I was suddenly brought back to reality, and I couldn't answer your call. I was so ashamed of what I had done and was doing last night. God, I had cheated on you. How could I talk to you? 

Lacey convinced me I had to call you back. When I called and heard your voice, I almost collapsed. I couldn't talk, but suddenly clarity came to me. Your voice was the key to unlocking my brain. I instantly decided that I wanted you, Bill, not a woman. After our call, I sent Lacey home. She understood. 

Bill, I am so ashamed that I am writing this letter to tell you what I could not say in person. 

I love you, Bill, more than life itself. I will die if you leave me, and I will be your loyal wife as long as you have me. I want your babies and to build a loving family with you. 

I will be home at 4:30 today. Please be waiting in bed for me. I need you!

Love,

Cory"

I sat back, finished my second beer, and read Cory's letter again. 

I was not shocked, surprised, yes. Especially since Cory had reached out to Marie, and they had finally been together. As for Lacey, a defining moment. A random hook-up revealed that she loved women loving, but her feelings for me convinced Cory she was not a lesbian but bisexual. 

It was just before noon, and I was happy it was not worse. I calmed myself and my thoughts on punishing Cory. She had done all of this to clear her mind about her sexual identity, and she had accomplished that. 

When I returned to Cory, I would let her tell me more. Then we would make love with just me, no Marie and Lacey fantasies today. We could play those games later. Our life would move on, and it was time to start building our family. That would keep her focused on us. 

I fell asleep on the deck and awakened with Cory standing beside me. She was looking sad with concern on her face. 

I looked up at her. "Hi."

"Hi, are you OK?" She saw the letter in my lap. 

"My non-lesbian, my maybe bisexual wife, is home." 

A frown showed on her brow. She didn't know how to take that comment. 

"Jesus, don't I get a kiss after a week away?"

 I stood up, took her in my arms, and kissed her hard, pushing my tongue in her mouth as I squeezed her firm ass cheeks. My cock hardened, pressing against her. 

"Let's go get started catching up. I owe you many inches of cock and loads of cum. Your girlfriends may visit over the weekend, so we must be prepared." 

Cory looked at me with wonder on her face; confusion may be a better word. I took her hand and led her down the hall to the bedroom. I had made up the bed leaving on the same sheets. They smelled of Lacey, and I thought that would affect Cory. I had laid out the balled-up baby doll and thong for her. 

When we walked through the door, Cory burst into tears. Bill, I am so sorry. I love you.

I pulled her to me. "Nothing to forgive Cory, now change clothes. You bought that beautiful baby doll to have it taken off you, so put it on, and I will do the rest. 

Cory stripped, and I watched her beautiful firm ass wiggle as she walked into the shower. I went to my stash and brought out the family bong. I packed it, fired it up, and took a long deep hit, letting it out slowly, feeling the welcomed effect in my head and my throbbing cock. 

Tonight, is going to be a long night of lust and love.  

Part 3 Coming Soon

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