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On my way home I got a text. "I have someone coming over tonight. I will be spending some alone time with him in the spare bedroom. he'll be here about 6:00.

I arrived home to find my wife painting her toenails she was wearing only a tee shirt . The view of her thighs and her va ja jay was very arousing. Honey, she said, will you go down and get the bags out of my car?

I returned with the bags. She had a lot of other things she wanted me to do for her. Can you put these new sheets on the bed in our... "Guest" bedroom . Yes I said. As I was changing them, I couldn't help to notice the c#m stains on the old sheets and how they also smelled like men's cologne. After I finished, she asked me to put the stuff in a bag into the drawer by the bed downstairs. In the bag was a box of condoms, lube, a bunch of lotions and a small assortment of sex toys. She then asked me help her get ready for him. I helped her shower I shaved her legs. I dried her off with a towel and picked out some nice perfume for her to wear. When I tried to pick out some clothes, she oh no, not those. That. As she pointed to a man's shirt on the chair. The last time she had sex with this guy, he left in just his tee shirt and left this one behind. She kept it as kind of a souvenir. I like this better, don't you?

In a few minutes, we headed downstairs, she was wearing nothing except for some other man's very large shirt that looked almost like a dress on her. I have to say, hot as fuck. We had a drink together. She, sitting with her legs spread slightly, revealing everything, looked a me with a sheepish smile. What? I said. You can't watch tonight. You can LISTEN. But you can't watch. You're killing me, I said. She then suggested that I kind of hide in the living room until she closes the bedroom door. 

Soon he arrived, It was the first guy that picked her up in the bar. I hid in the living room. When he walked in, he appeared presently surprised at how she was dressed. Where did you get that? He asked. She made them a couple of stiff drinks and they went into the bedroom. In the bedroom, they talked for a bit and began to make out. After a bit, she got up, smiled at me, closed the door... And locked it.

From the room I could hear muffled conversation. I then got up and went over to the door so I could hear better. I could hear her starting to moan, slow at first, then a little louder, a little louder until finally she was almost screaming. Yes! Yes! Oh don't stop! Oh Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassaaaasaa! Oh fuck! Followed by her catching her breath. The room went quiet for a while. I didn't hear anything for about five minutes. I then heard him say oh yeah baby. That's it , that's it. Oh! Then it got quiet for a minute. I heard her say ooh, ouw, wait, go slow. Oooooooh! Oh, go slow, go slow! .............. Oh....... Yeah.... Mmmmmm! Uh! Uh!

As he slammed her, I could hear the bed squeaking, and her moaning. As things got a bit rougher, the headboard of the bed begin to hit the wall. My dick was hard as a rock. At some point, I began to wonder if the neighbors could here. She knows I'm listening but I don't think she is faking or being extra loud for me, it's loud because he is honestly FUCKING! THE HELL out of her! He just kept going and going and fucking going! Who is this guy? Wham, wham, wham,wham! It just didn't stop. After maybe forty minutes of this it seemed to stop. Holy shit! She just got FUCKED! HARD. It was quiet for a while, a little laughing. You were unbelievable! That kind of stuff. 

I then heard her say "I need a drink of water. Stay here, I think my husband may be home.

I heard the door unlock. The door opened. As my wife emerged, she gave me a really really big smile. Her hair was a mess, she was dripping with sweat. Her hair was wet. She got a drink of water, while doing so she took her birth control! Fuck! As she was walking back toward the bedroom, she stopped to get some paper towel. She looked down. There was a massive amount of this guys cum running out of her, down her leg and some onto the floor. She looked at me with a cat that ate the canary look, shrugged her shoulders, said "oops" and walked back to the bedroom. She then turned around, holding her va jay jay to keep more sperm from leaking out of her. The look she gave me... She gave me a sheepish smile, closed the door. And locked it. 

After a short while, he was pounding her again. 

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