Nothing could have prepared Daniel and Helen for the aftermath of the Friday night with Kate in their living room. Where did they actually start to unravel the lies, the cheating and deception? The evening had been so sexually charged, in the moment, that they had both pushed the ramifications out of their consciousness until the moment the front door slammed shut. Kate gone. Daniel and Helen, naked, exhausted, and spent.

It probably hadn't been a wise idea to finish the Prosecco chilling in the ice bucket, but they had. Possibly because there wasn't a good place to start, so the alcohol had been the 'go to' solution. It had certainly numbed them enough to decide to go to sleep and have the conversation in the morning. Instinctively, Daniel had made his way to the spare room and Helen to the master suite. This was the usual arrangement when they had a disagreement and there seemed no better option while they both took time to think through what they should do next.

Daniel lay in the spare bed. The crisp, white sheets made him feel like he was in an expensive hotel room, but it wasn't like his usual business trips. He wasn't going to go down to a cooked breakfast in the morning, and he certainly wouldn't be joined by his business partner in her hot lingerie and a bag of toys. He was going to be a hypocrite if he treated Helen harshly after her misdemeanour. Not only was he a player behind her back, but he had totally got off on the threesome scenario. He had always wondered what two women would be like. Whilst he hadn't got to play with Kate, he'd enjoyed watching her play with his wife while he fucked his wife's mouth and shot his hot cum over her face. It had really been about as close as he had ever got to his fantasy. His cock was getting hard just thinking about Kate. She was beautiful, sexy, rude and dominant. She was possibly the rudest woman he had ever met. He thought his cute, dirty business partner was pretty much out there when it came to sexual experiences, but this was the next level. Daniel slowly stroked his growing erection. His mind had moved on now and he was imagining slipping Kate out of her underwear. He pictured her stood in front of him in an indulgently expensive, fine quality, fitted bodice, with diamanté encrusted clips holding up her lace topped stockings. Her breasts swelled over the top of the lace trimmed cups. He could almost feel her full breasts in his hands. He wanted to taste the soft, pale skin and trace his finger down towards her protruding, sensitive, erect nipples. He could guarantee he could make her moan, just by teasing her with his tongue. In his mind he was taking the whole of her dark, perfectly formed areola between his lips, gently biting down on it, making her gasp. 'Daniel, are you awake?' called Helen, through the slightly open door. Damn. Daniel tried to cover his now throbbing cock under the sheets. It was particularly difficult to hide as he was totally naked and his cock was fully erect, his usual fulfilling girth and extensive length was obvious and exaggerated by the tent-like structure formed by the thin sheet. 'I can't sleep babe. Can we just lie next to each other?' said Helen, entering the bedroom. 'Maybe you could get us a drink babe,' Daniel replied quickly, shuffling onto his side, turning away from her. He was desperately pressing his groin into the mattress. Helen just stood staring at him. She seemed totally shocked that her husband lay there naked with the largest erection he had ever demonstrated. She was now embarrassed, realising she had probably interrupted his masturbating. She was also a bit curious and wanted to see him wanking off and hearing his filthy thoughts as he relieved himself. She always imagined him being very animalistic when he jerked off. It wasn't something they talked about or shared but she knew he satisfied himself most days. He was pretty much always horny. She stayed still, contemplating the options and whether she might be overstepping the mark if she just dropped her dressing gown and showed him her pert breasts and her swollen sex. She was tender from the attention she had received earlier that night but it had been so sexy, and it had actually made her very needy. She wanted to cum again. She wanted to feel that she had no more juice left in her and no more sensation in her clit. She needed her usually tender husband to treat her like a whore. Oh my god, what was she thinking? Too much alcohol? Or maybe just an enlightening? She felt like a sexual goddess at this moment in time. 'I have a heady dram of our best whisky. One each. And I have everything you need to satisfy that obscenely, enormous cock of yours,' she said, mustering a dominant confidence she didn't realise she had. Daniel was shocked to hear his prim, little wife speaking to him like this. It was strangely rude and it made him wonder if he had been wasting his time fucking his business partner instead of investing time unlocking the secret whore, deep within his wife. His head was all over the place. He had been watching his wife and lover play, joined them and was hurt that she had cheated on him. Yet now, he was thinking of the hot lover he had met that evening, whilst stroking his erection and thinking of having filthy sex with his wife. Maybe the gulp of whisky would help him decide what to do? Boldly, Daniel lay out his terms to his slut of a wife. She was no better than him, so he felt liberated to feel able to treat her like his fuck buddy and knock her off her princess's  pedestal. 'You enter this bedroom and I swear I will fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I don't have any emotion left and I am just looking to get my end away. No ties. No promises. Just fucking,' demanded Daniel. Helen bit her lip as she felt a gush of wetness in her already swollen and used pussy. 'You'd better have it in you then,' retorted Helen. She strutted around the bed, grabbed his impressive erection and knelt down in front of him. Looking up at his tired but animated face, she took his bollocks in her mouth, sucking them till they were wet and his cock was straining in anticipation of the hard thrusts he was going to give her. He felt a swell of jealously wash over him. He wanted to reclaim his wife for himself. He was going to show her exactly how he could make her cum. Actually, he had a few things he needed to show her. He grabbed her hair, lifted her onto her feet, ripping his bollocks away from her open mouth. She was shocked and excited in equal measure. He had never been so rough with her. She was liking this dirty sex. It turned her on. She could feel her pulsating clit and wanted to rub it till she exploded in ecstasy. She would have but her hands were being restrained with black tape that stuck to itself. Where the hell had that come from? Did he keep it in the spare room all the time or had he meant his romantic evening always to end up here? A kinky sex room to play in! She was face down on the bed. Her arse was up in the air. Her chest was down on the bed. It accentuated her flexibility as her back was profoundly arched and it allowed for an obscene view of her parted labia and gaping pussy. 'You take everything you are given tonight. If you can't go any further you say 'stop' and I will finish, but you go back to your own bed, alone,' instructed Daniel. 'Yes babe. I understand,' replied Helen. With her consent gained he placed his knee between hers and pushed them apart, spreading her legs. He reached between her thighs and firmly struck her clit, fast and repeatedly. It made a clear, slapping sound and Helen cried out and wriggled to try and get away. 'Take it. You need to be taught a lesson,' he chastised. She obeyed but obstinately pushed her groin towards his hands, demonstrating she would keep as much dignity and control as possible. As soon as her clit was stinging from the slapping and she thought she would actually cry out, he plunged his thumb deep inside her, stimulating her engorged entrance.

With each heavy thrust he hammered her g-spot. He kept going till all of a sudden, he pulled out. 'Not yet. I want you saturated before I release your orgasm,' he said coldly. Fuck, this was like getting fucked by a stranger. A panic started to well up in her stomach. What if he really didn't love her? Then she was up on her knees and he was reaching round to her breasts from behind. He pinched her erect nipples and an electric, sexual impulse shot between her legs. She had always found her nipples to be directly in tune with her clit and pussy. Then more tape. This time he was wrapping it round her face, covering her eyes and the room went into pitch darkness. She was surrendering herself to his kinky debauchery and she wasn't sure where this was going to lead. She had no idea how rude her husband was. This was certainly an avenue they hadn't explored before. A harsh pinching sensation on her nipples and a cold grazing on her stomach made her gasp. 'It's okay babe,' he reassured her. 'You have exquisite breasts. I want to see them in nipple clamps. It will intensify your orgasm. I know how sensitive they are.' She could hear his sexual arousal in his voice and now, Helen was dripping wet. Her clit was throbbing. Her nipples were sending messages to her pussy that made her want to orgasm right there with no penetration at all. 'Let's see how you like my big, fat cock,' said Daniel lustfully. He pushed Helen back onto the bed. Her face was deep in the sheets. He drove his erection hard and deep inside her till she cried out. She yelped and tried to jump away from him so he couldn't fuck her so deeply. He grabbed her arse and pulled her cheeks apart, moving her g-spot just into his reach inside her and giving him a full view of her tight anal entrance. Yes, he was having that tonight. Aggressively, he rode her till she felt his erection soften slightly, then rage hard again, as he prepared to shoot his load inside her. As she climaxed he pulled out and shot his ample load over her arse cheeks. He massaged the warm liquid over her butt and pressed his wet fingers into her tight arse. Immediately, she started to move away from him. He had never taken his wife's arse although it was something they had discussed but never found a way of overcoming her inhibition. 'Babe, just relax. I'm not going to hurt you. And I'm not going to make you take me until you're ready,' he whispered calmly.  He moved his attention to her clit. With his thumb slipping in and out of her cunt, he massaged her clit with his fingers. He felt her relax and stroked her till she was whimpering, excitedly. 'Yes, baby. Please, please, please,' she begged. He carried on teasing her. Using his light touch he could keep her on the edge of an orgasm for a good few minutes. 'Beg for it,' he teased. 'I beg, I beg, I beg,' she panted. He applied a little more pressure to her engorged clit and she convulsed and writhed in pleasure. 'Oh god, that's amazing. Yes, yes, yes,' she shouted. 'You naughty, needy whore,' he chastised. His cock was twitching in anticipation of his wife's arse.He would need to be patient but he was sure he could persuade her to take his cock all the way, deep inside her. He knew he would have to wipe away all her inhibitions first though. His wife never squirted. It was something he had always wanted to accomplish to see the stream of fluid ejaculating from her pussy. He wanted to taste her sweetness and watch her engulfed by the uncontrollable need to release. He had been practicing stimulating his hot, dirty business partner and he was pretty sure he knew exactly where to touch his wife and just how firm he needed to be to make her squirt. He had been quite shocked at the force required to get his lover to squirt but when he had managed it once, he could get her to pretty much squirt every time using his thumb or fingers. He pushed Helen's face into the bed. He spread her legs further apart with his knee, opening her up so he could get his thumb into her g-spot and quickly hammer into her. She started to wriggle and shout but her voice was muffled by the sheets and mattress and her frame was easily clamped into place with his larger and more muscular body. Then, there it was. A strong, fast stream of sweet, clear juice. It saturated the bed. He didn't think he had seen anything like it in real-life or in any of the porn films he regularly watched online. Helen collapsed into the bed, exhausted from the most intense orgasm. 'I'm not done with you yet,' said Daniel, slapping his wife's arse. 'But I'm so exhausted babe,' gasped Helen. 'Trust me. I have more pleasure to administer. Have you enjoyed yourself so far?' he asked. 'Yes, yes of course I have,' she smiled, sexily. 'Bend over, open you legs,' he instructed. She felt a stream of cool lube trickle between the cheeks of her arse. Again, the panic started to rise up in her stomach. But Daniel reassured her and he began to massage the lube into her tight entrance. At first it felt intrusive. It was uncomfortable and she was tense. 'Stroke your clit baby,' Daniel encouraged her, cutting the restraints on her wrists. She obeyed her husband and as she became aroused again it was easier to relax and take his little finger inside her butt. He continued to work gently at her opening. 'Stay there. Keep your legs open. I like watching you play,' said Daniel. As Helen stimulated her almost exhausted clit, Daniel loaded an anal syringe with lube. He slowly slipped it into her arse and released the cool relaxant into her stubbornly tight passage. His cock was large so she was going to be apprehensive about having it all the way inside her. While the lube started to take effect he played with the chain on her nipple clamps. He slipped his fingers into her sodden cunt then, to give her yet another orgasm, he used her rabbit to fill her pussy while making her clit explode again with the vibrating ears. As she started to recover from her most recent orgasm he wanked behind her to ensure his cock was rigid and perfect to open up her butt. Slowly, he pressed his length up against the widening rose of her arse. He glided in the first inch and a half of his cock, taking her a little by surprise while she was still glowing with pleasure. 'Relax baby. The lube will help and I promise you will be fine,' he said gently. She obediently followed his instructions. Before too long she had half his cock inside her arse and was starting to accommodate it more comfortably so he could rock gently, in and out. 'Take me Helen. Take my full cock,' he said, starting to thrust more assertively into her tight hole.  'Oh my god, you are so big babe. I'm full. I can feel you pushing me open,' she panted, starting to panic again. 'Hold still,' he instructed. He reached round and pulled on the chain attached to her nipples. A firm tug and it released from her breasts and she literally cried out as the pain raced through her. In that moment Daniel pushed his cock fully into her arse. Just three thrusts and he exploded inside her, his hot, sticky cum squirting into her as she felt herself convulse in a orgasmic feeling she had never experienced before. They collapsed on the bed. Daniel's withering cock was still inside Helen's arse but they lay together, utterly exhausted by their extraordinary, unprecedented sex. 'I know you...' started Helen. Daniel placed his pussy scented fingers over her mouth and whispered, 'In the morning darling. Get some sleep.' They slept, content from the night's activity. Nothing quite gets you off to sleep like great orgasms and your soul mate to lie next to. Tomorrow would be soon enough to start worrying how they would unravel their marital misdemeanours.