Turning The Tables On My Husband

It’s time I evened the score.

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It was a long drive home from my husband’s office and knowing he would be waiting for me there, only made me more nervous for what I knew was to come. There was no awkwardly avoiding what had happened today. No quietly sweeping it under the rug, and certainly no taking it back.

The cat was out of the bag, we had found the point of no return and plowed through it like a runaway train on crystal meth. I knew things were going to be different now, but I had no idea what different would look like, and the thought of change was making me nervous.

My husband had watched his boss, and another man share me. The pair of wealthy, well-endowed CEO’s had given me what I had been craving since the night my husband first invited his boss to dinner.

I’d expected Ralph to be enraged at the sight of his wife, bent over a chair in his boss’s office. He hadn’t known I would be there. He certainly wouldn’t have expected a potential client to have had his immense chocolate cock buried deep in my throat. I mean if he’d known I was there, he probably would have expected his boss to be inside me. Lance had taken what he’d wanted at dinner, and I’d loved it.

Lance was successful, driven, powerful and well endowed. He had a vigor that left Ralph in the dust in spite of being more than a decade his senior. But most importantly, Lance seemed to be able to read my filthy mind. He knew which button to press and just how hard I liked it pressed.

A week ago, before that fateful dinner I would never have expected my life to be this way. But now, when Lance called, I answered. If he asked, I did it, and I reaped exquisite ecstasy for my obedience as he delivered one new experience after another.

But as I drove my borrowed car through the suburbs my mind was replaying the events of the last week and something was starting to bother me.

Ralph.

His reaction to his boss at dinner had seemed genuine enough. He’d protested until it was clear he had little say and no leverage in the matter. His boss had stroked me to one orgasm before bending me over our dining table and finishing deep inside me. The memory still sent a thrill through me.

Ralph had avoided me at home for days. After he was called into the office today, I’d expected a similar result. After all it wasn’t just his boss, there was also Pearse, a client he’d never met before and both of them had been taking great liberties with me.

But he’d barely raised an eyebrow, and instead of angrily protesting he’d simply taken out his cock and stroked himself while they gave me everything they had and then some.

Pearse had even given him the chance to win back his pride. If he could outlast Pearse, and his considerable weapon, the handsome client wouldn’t finish inside me. But Ralph had just carried on stroking himself while that big black cock gave me what I was desperately craving.

As I thought about it now, he’d as much as given his blessing.

And he certainly wasn’t missing out. While he hadn’t had me, he’d still had his fun. And he’d got the afternoon off work and a wealthy new client to boot. Ever since his boss had taken me, things had grown steadily better for Ralph.

Maybe not in our bed, but every other aspect of his life seemed to be on the rise.

And he was seeming less troubled by it by the day. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want him to be miserable. After all, I was having more fun than I ever had. But I had expected more of a fight from him.

Which had me wondering what was going on. In the haze of the last few days, I hadn’t given it much thought but after the events of today, both before and after Ralph left, I had questions.

Questions that needed to be answered.

I pulled into our driveway, pulled the door buzzer from my purse and opened the garage. It wouldn’t do to have anyone spotting the car. It would raise all sorts of questions. Questions I wasn’t ready to answer with my nosy neighbors.

I killed the engine, pulled the key out of the ignition and climbed out of the car. I pulled my new cashmere coat tight around me, I wasn’t wearing a great deal beneath it. The lingerie I’d been wearing this morning had been thoroughly enjoyed by Lance, but he had sent them for cleaning and loaned me something from his private collection for the trip home.

I was all of three steps into the house when I found my husband was waiting for me.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to the office?” Ralph asked, stepping into my path?

I stopped. I was about to apologize, and mutter something about Lance not giving me the time when the same question came surging back into my mind. Rather than be put on the back foot I went looking for answers. If he wanted to do this now, that was fine by me.

“Oh don’t pretend to be upset now,” I replied. “I was there, remember? You were more than happy to jerk off while you watched your boss and your new client take me.”

“Like I had a choice?” Ralph replied. “Would it have mattered if I protested?”

He had a point. By the time he arrived, they were both already lavishing attention on me, but I wasn’t letting him off that easily.

“You had a choice with Pearse,” I replied shaking my finger at him. “All you had to do was sit there and not play with yourself and you would have won the bet. I could have broken him, but no, you worked yourself into a frenzy and now he’s got me all to himself next weekend.”

Ralph stopped in his tracks. I may have enjoyed myself too, but he was lying to himself and trying to put this all on me.

“What do you think’s going to happen now?” I said, throwing my hands up, “A whole weekend. That big black cock is going to fuck me senseless.”

He went to speak but stopped himself. His face going a little red as he tried to come up with a meaningful response. I was so intent on watching his face for a reaction that I almost missed his pants starting to tent.

“I mean, I doubt I’ll be able to sit down when he’s through with me, did you see the size of him? He’s almost twice as big as you are dear.”

Ralph’s cock leapt in his pants. Here I was defending myself, and he was getting hard at the thought of Pearse having me for the weekend. This whole thing was turning him on.

That’s when I realized that protest as he might, he was getting exactly what he wanted.

His boss bent me over our dining table and recruits me to the ERB. Ralph shoots his pent-up load all over my face. I never let him do that, but I was so caught up in the illicit bliss I had just let it happen.

Lance and Pearse had their way with me in his office. Ralph not only gets off, but he gets the day off, and a new VIP client to boot. On top of everything else he was trying to pin it on me.

Hell no.

I reached out and grabbed the front of his pants, my hand clenching around his cock.

“Ow,” Ralph squirmed, “What’s that for,”

“You, trying to pin this on me.” I shook my head at him. “While getting hard at the thought of what your boss and your new client are doing to your tight little wife.”

Ralph went silent, but I kept a firm grip on him.

“It occurs to me,” I began, “That with Lance’s behavior at the office you couldn’t possibly have worked there for years and not had some idea what he was up to.”

“What do you mean?” Ralph asked reaching for my hand.

I shook my other finger in his face. “No, no, no. Touch my hand and I’ll squeeze, and not in a good way.”

Ralph held his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

“Do you know what happened after you left?” I asked Ralph backing him up against the wall.

Ralph shook his head.

“He had me all over his office,” I began. “With Pearse gone, he was in no hurry. He pressed my naked body flat against the window and just enjoyed himself. It’s a good thing there aren’t any other buildings around or someone might have seen me.”

It had turned me on. I didn’t like heights but the thought of a stranger watching me have sex had intensified my orgasm. Ralph seemed to agree, or at least his penis did. I could feel it throb through his slacks.

“I rode him on his desk, and it was good,” I teased. “In the shower his hands were all over me. I’ll tell you what. Your boss just takes what he wants, and I let him, he makes me feel alive.”

“Are you leaving me?” Ralph asked, his eyes downcast.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” I replied, squeezing his cock. “The fact that I’m married seems to turn Lance on. I think he likes to take things from other men. Show his superiority as he dominates his employees and their wives.”

That seemed to reassure Ralph somewhat, but I was on a roll.

“And he is superior, isn’t he Ralph?”

My husband was silent, but I pressed on. “You’ve seen it, he’s just so much bigger than you. Isn’t he dear?”

Ralph nodded reluctantly.

“Clearly watching me turns you on, but I’m curious, are you jealous at all? He fills me in a way you never could.”

“Yes,” Ralph whispered. “I’ve never heard you make those noises.”

“But you wanted to hear them, didn’t you?” I asked giving him a small stroke.

Ralph trembled. “What do you mean?”

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