January 15, 2015
Absolute true story of my cheating wife
Several years ago, my wife worked at a local chain of stores. The regional supervisor Bob, was a real ass hole. He believed in the “good old boys” mentality and treated the female assistant managers like they did not have a brain in their head.
One day, my wife told me that Bob said that he was told to let one of the managers go. He joked that whoever would not treat him right, was the one that was going to be fired. My wife knew that he was a pig and she had a pretty good idea what he meant by treat him right. A couple weeks passed and my wife heard through the grapevine that one of the other female managers had given Bob a blowjob, in his office. She knew she was not the one going to be fired.
My wife told me about the girl giving him a bj and said “Can you believe that”! She said that Bob was bragging about getting her to give him a blowjob and even said that he bet that he could get blowjobs from every female manager…if they want their job. Wow, talk about sexual harassment. I pretty much thought that he would get in trouble and that would be that.
Three weeks later, my wife had to go to a business meeting and party. She got a ride with Bob. I was expecting her home late, maybe midnight. At about 1am a car pulled up in front of our house and then drove across the street into the parking lot of a little diner. I looked out my bedroom window and saw them park in the back of the diner. I thought that was odd, so, I got dressed and slipped out by back door. I walked around the block and into a yard behind the diner.
At first, all I could see were 2 silhouettes in the front seat of the car. I could hear music playing and the sound of a beer can opening. I figured they were having a beer and talking about work or whatever. A while later, the passenger door opened and I could see my wife getting out. A streetlight shined enough light to be able to see her. I watched as she squatted down behind the door and took a piss. Wow, what the hell is going on I thought! Then she got back up, pulled up her skirt and got back in his car. Now, my wife was no prude, but, this seemed way out of character, for her. I just stood there, hiding behind a pine tree, not knowing what to think.
After a few minutes, I noticed that I could only see the silhouette of the person in the driver’s seat, Bob. I strained my eyes to get a better look, but, there was only one person visible. At the time, I felt a mixture of shock and anger. I know bob’s reputation and my wife was in his car, half drunk, giving him a fucking blow job. I was just about ready to go over to the car, when the engine started. So, I stayed still. Without putting on his headlights, Bob backed the car up, closer to the back fence, farther away from the highway. He shut the car off and although they were closer to me, the car was hidden by the darkness of the parking lot. I could barely see something going on in the car. Then the light from a passing car illuminated Bob’s car and I could clearly see that it looked like no one was inside. They were obviously both lying down. Then I saw and heard the car rocking. Shit, she’s letting him fuck her! It was not long before his car window fogged up and I starting hearing the muffled moans of my wife, as he fucked her. Strangely enough, when I should have been totally pissed off, I found that I had an erection. The thought of my “goody two shoes” wife lying in her boss’s car taking his 40 year old cock, was exciting me. Suddenly, the person who lived in the house where I was hiding in their yard, pulled into their driveway. Their headlights shined on me and I felt that I needed to go before they think I’m a burglar or something.
So, I walked home, and waited in our living room for my wife. I was watching tv and about an hour later, she came walking in. First thing I noticed was that she did not have her panty hose on, under her skirt. She had no idea that I had seen her and Bob over in the parking lot. So, I asked her how her meeting and party went. She was still half drunk, as she mumbled something to me. Then she said that she was really tired and that she was going to take a bath and go to bed. I knew she was lying, but, I think I was in shock, so I didn’t say anything. One part of me wanted to start a fight and the other part of me wanted to throw her down on the floor and fuck her silly. I did neither. She went off to the bathroom and fell asleep in the tub. I went to bed and she eventually came in close to sunrise. We never really talked about that night. This is all the truth.
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