Wives Cheating, Husbands Watching Box Set

by Gustav Jorgenson

  “He’s cumming inside me, Ralph,” gasps Susan lustily. “You like that, right.”

  “That’s the best way to do it,” agrees Ralph. Then he says, “Hey, Jason, watch, you’ll like this.” With that he turns and starts madly fapping in your wife’s direction. She holds her hands up in horror as he spurts cum all over the front of her dress. You and Susan can’t help but break out laughing at Janice’s disgust and annoyance.

  “Oh Ralph, how could you be such a filthy beast?” demands Janice angrily. “Now I have to go back out to the party covered in semen!”

  Suddenly the door opens and Bob strides into the room and flips the light switch on. You are all blinded by the ugly flourescent for a moment.

  “Oh shit!” swears Bob, seeing you with your limp cock still inside Susan. “Dammit Jason, you knew I wanted to do Susan next. I told your wife to send her in to me.”

  “Seriously Bob, go fuck yourself,” you say indignantly. “I can’t believe you blow a load into my wife’s mouth and then have the gall to complain if I try to have some fun with Susan.”

  “Yeah Bob, do go and fuck yourself,” laughs Susan. “I work for Henderson now, and he isn’t half the pervert that you are. He cums his pants when I show him my bush. I’ve got him wrapped around my finger and I could make things tough for you if I wanted, so you better play nice.”

  “If you think Henderson still matters around here, then you haven’t had your ear to the ground, woman. Go clean yourself up and report to my office. You face looks like it needs a good slap from my cock.” Then Bob saunters out chuckling to himself.

  “Actually he did make me wet the way he said that,” says Susan to Janice. “I forgot what a forceful prick he could be.”

  “Oh yes, his prick is very forceful,” agrees your wife getting flustered at the thought of it.

  “Jesus Janice, really?” you say, annoyed. “Why do I feel like he just stole my thunder, Ralph?”

  “Bob is a damn bastard,” agrees Ralphy amicably as he cleans of his dick with a handkerchief.

  “Sorry, boys,” says Susan, pulling away to disengage from your spent pipe. “But I’ve got an appointment that I don’t want to miss.” She giggles as she slips back into her dress, leaving her bra and panties on the floor. She gives you a quick kiss and says, “You’re a good fuck, let’s do it again sometime.” Then she runs off to get her face slapped by Bob’s cock.

  Your wife looks at you with anger, frustration, and guilt. But you can’t tell if she is more mad at you for fucking Susan or jealous of Susan’s appointment with Bob. Ralph is philosophical and just says, “Well I’ll leave you two to work things out. I’m going to head out to go find a drink and try not to think about Susan’s meeting with Bob.”

  “It annoys me how you fucked that slut, Susan,” says your wife stiffly. “But I understand why you did it. Can we go home now?”

  You look at you wife tenderly and sigh as you put on your trousers. “Yes, my little bread winner. Let’s go home.” You put your arm around her and she puts her head on your shoulder sadly as you head out to the elevators.

  Curious Wife invites busty waitress to threesome with Husband

  John and Madeline were an upper middle class couple in their mid 40’s. John was an executive at a financial firm and Madeline worked as a political consultant. They loved to eat out and had been frequenting one particular fine dining restaurant named Charlie’s for years. Last year, a young woman named Nancy started working there as a server and she quickly became John and Madeline’s favorite. Though Nancy was only 26, she and Madeline shared a similar style and sensibility. Both wore short hair and favored clean, understated styles. Nancy was smart, funny, and conscientious and she sometimes reminded John of Madeline when she was younger.

  For her part, Nancy found Madeline charming and thought that John was very handsome and distinguished, if a bit cold. She got a kick out of it when she bent over to wipe the table and caught John looking down the front of her blouse at her cleavage, or at her rear. Madeline noticed sometimes too, but she just gave Nancy a little knowing smile. John was such a scrupulously polite and proper gentlemen, that both Nancy and Madeline was terribly amused at the idea of him looking over Nancy’s body. Once Nancy sensed that Madeline didn’t mind it, she started bending over a bit longer than was strictly necessary around him.

  John and Madeline’s love live had tapered off over the years. She and John talked it over and he tended to chalk it up to declining hormones, but Nancy worried that boredom was a factor. One night as they were being seated at Charlie’s, Madeline decided to test a theory.

  “Hello John, Hello Maddy,” said Nancy brightly approaching their table. “Sparkling waters all around?”

  “Very good Nancy. Thank you,” said John, not looking up from his menu.

  Madeline held her menu closed in her hand and gave Nancy a wink. “Nancy, you look very nice tonight,” said Madeline, raising her voice slightly.

  “Thank you, Maddy,” replied Nancy with a smile, wondering what Madeline was playing at.

  “That blouse is very flattering,” continued Madeline with a twinkle in her eye. “It really accentuates your lovely bust. Don’t you think, so John?”

  “Err, sorry?” said John looking up from his menu in confusion. “What are you asking?”

  “I asked if you found Nancy’s blouse attractive,” said Madeline patiently.

  Nancy played along and stood up straight, jutting her breasts out and pursing her lips into a small smile. John gazed in fascination at Nancy’s full bosom for a moment and then caught himself and tore his eyes away. “You look very nice, Nancy,” said John politely returning his attention to the menu. “How is the Sea Bass tonight?”

  “The sea bass is very fresh,” replied Nancy, wagging her eyebrows at John suggestively, and flashing Madeline a quick conspiratorial smile.

  “John, don’t change the subject like that,” scolded Madeline playfully. “Nancy takes great pains to look nice every time we see her, and you simply never take notice of it and compliment her on it.” John looked up guiltily as Madeline scrunched her nose and gave Nancy a friendly smile. “Nancy dear, those pants fit you so well. Can I see the back?”

  “Of course, Maddy,” agreed Nancy amicably, turning around and putting her hands on her knees so she could jut her rear toward John.

  John looked at Nancy’s gorgeous round ass, snugly encased in her form-hugging jeans, and gulped. His penis started getting hard at the sight of it and the way she seemed so eager to display it for him.

  “Look at that figure, John,” gasped Madeline. “That slim waist and round bottom! Ah, I don’t have the body I did when I was in my twenties,” she continued wistfully.

  “Oh you are in terrific shape, Maddy,” said Nancy quickly, worried that the little game was hurting her favorite customer’s feelings. Madeline gave her another wink to put her at ease and then returned her attention to John.

  John peeled his eyes away from Nancy’s appealing rump and straightened his shoulders manfully. “Now look here, Madeline, you are still a gorgeous woman, as everyone will agree,” he said smoothly. “And you, Nancy, dress very smartly and are a lovely young woman. I do apologize if I haven’t make that perfectly clear previously. Can we please order dinner now?” he finished with a winning smile and Nancy felt her heart skip a beat under his confident gaze.

  Madeline turned her attention to the menu, suppressing a smile, “Thank you, John. Women do appreciate a compliment now and then… I hear the sea bass is good tonight.”

  They placed their orders and then Madeline excused herself to go use the bathroom. She approached Nancy as she entered the order into the computer touchscreen.

  “Terribly sorry if that embarrassed you dear,” said Madeline, touching Nancy on the shoulder lightly.

  “Not at all, Maddy, I don’t mind playing along,” responded Nancy with a smile. The young server paused, then decided to take a leap and inquire further, “But I don’t really know what you
are playing at.”

  Madeline looked around to make sure no one was listening. “Well dear, I think you and I have both noticed John looking at your body with interest.” Nancy looked chagrined and was about to respond, but Madeline held her hand up to forgo interruption and continued, “To be frank, our love life has been pretty dull lately and I am trying to spice things up a bit. I figure drawing attention to a sexy young girl will get his blood going again. I hope you don’t mind.”

  “Happy to be of service, ma’am,” joked Nancy, saluting smartly. “I’ll help prime the pump and you can work the handle later when you get home.”

  Madeline laughed with delight, “You get the picture, dear.” She wiped a tear of laughter from her eye and says, “And if you are going to play along, why not unfasten another button or two of your blouse? I promise to leave you a nice tip for your efforts.”

  “Oh Maddy, you don’t have to pay me to flirt with a tall, handsome, distinguished gentleman like your husband,” said Nancy as she undid two buttons of her blouse. “It will be my pleasure.”

  Madeline gave Nancy a shrewd look and said, “Hmm-hmm, well alright then dear. Let’s see what happens.” Madeline gave Nancy a playful pat on the rear as she headed off to the ladies room.

  As the dinner progressed, John couldn’t help but notice Nancy’s soft pale breasts dangling from her open blouse when she bent down before him. He became flustered and shifted uncomfortably in his chair trying to hide his erection. Nancy and Madeline both noticed his discomfiture and exchanged devilish grins.

  Nancy got excited by John’s reaction and she was egged on by signals from Madeline, so she decided to see how far she could go. “Here, I brought you a new napkin, John. I see that yours is stained,” she said, bending over and brushing her breast against his shoulder. She reached into John’s lap and took his old napkin away. Seeing that his erection was pitching a tent in his trousers and she carefully placed the new napkin over it, fascinated by the size of the lump in his pants.

  “Ugh, thank you, but that’s, uh, quite unnecessary,” stammered John, blushing slightly and gazing unconsciously down into Nancy’s cleavage and she lingered before him.

  “Oh, do you want to keep this one?” she asked innocently. She reached down to take the new napkin away, brushing John’s erection through his pants as she did so. John give a start, and grabbed the napkin back from her.

  “No, no, that’s fine. I prefer, to, uh, put it on my own lap, thank you,” gasped John quickly using the napkin to cover his hardon again. His heart was racing with excitement at Nancy’s proximity and the way she casually brushed his penis. She was so close to him that he could feel the heat from her body. He glanced over at his wife guiltily, but Madeline just smiled back with a knowing look.

  “What is the matter, darling,” she asked archly. “Servers at better restaurants always place the napkin on the diner’s lap.”

  “Yes, well, it’s not always, err, necessary,” stammered John in response.

  “What’s the matter dear, did Nancy’s cleavage cause you to pitch a tent in your trousers?” asked Madeline matter-of-factly.

  “Madeline!” exclaimed John in shock, the blood draining from his face.

  Nancy just broke out laughing in spite of herself and hurried away to save John any further embarrassment. Her own cheeks were flushed and she was seriously aroused by the flirting. She started fantasizing about what it would be like to actually have sex with John and she felt herself getting wet at the thought.

  When Nancy left, John leaned forward and whispered angrily, “Madeline, how could you talk like that in front of Nancy?”

  Madeline ignored his show of displeasure and leaned forward herself, putting her face close to his, with an impish smile. “She touched your johnson, didn’t she?”

  “NO, of course not,” lied John poorly.

  “Oh yes she did, and you liked it,” laughed Madeline. The idea fascinated her. She was stimulated by Nany’s flirting and her husband’s reaction. It amused her and also pricked her with a slight edge of jealousy. She couldn’t feel truly threatened by such an immature young woman like Nancy. Also, she had been with her husband so long, she didn’t feel that she was in any risk of losing his affection. She made a decision right then and excused herself to go to the bathroom again.

  She found Nancy chatting breathlessly with another female server her age. They broke off as Madeline approached and the other girl scurried away, giving Madeline a curious look.

  “Well, you sure primed the pump,” said Madeline.

  “Sorry, did I go too far?” asked Nancy contritely.

  Madeline took a deep breath and said, “Not yet, when do you get off?”

  “Uh, the rush is over now, and I am not closing, so I can pretty much clock out whenever I want. Why do you ask?” said Nancy nervously.

  “Do you want to come back to our place and help me pump the handle?” asked Madeline anxiously. She had a good sense that Nancy would go along with this, but she had never done anything like this since she was a single woman herself, so she was a bit worried.

  Nancy stared at Madeline for a second thinking it over. “Are you serious?”

  “That’s one way to spice things up between John and I,” responded Madeline, smiling tightly.

  “Wow,” said Nancy with a bashful smile. “I don’t know what to say.”

  “Just tell the truth,” said Madeline. “Are you game?”

  “I’m game if you are,” replied Nancy, looking Madeline in the eye, trying to read the older woman’s emotions. She had never done anything like this before and she imagined that Madeline would be jealous, but the expression on Madeline’s face was difficult to read.

  “Wonderful, it’s settled then,” said Madeline putting on a smile to reassure the young server. “This should be an interesting evening.”

  They returned to the table together without saying another word, each of them pondering the implications of what they had just agreed to do.

  “Honey, I felt terrible about being so rude to dear Nancy, and I have invited her back to our place for a drink to patch things up,” said Madeline casually as she took her seat.

  “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” asked John, eyeing Nancy with trepidation.

  “Perfectly sure,” said Madeline breezily. “Nancy has always been utterly charming and served us so well all these months. We should repay the favor and host her at our home and serve her a drink or two to show our appreciation.”

  “I would like that,” said Nancy with an earnest expression. “May I come, John?” she asked sweetly.

  John’s heart started pounding at the innuendo in Nancy’s voice and he was barely able to catch his breath enough to respond, “Well of course, you are welcome in our home, dear.”

  “Splendid! Let’s go, then, shall we?” asked Madeline brightly.

  Nancy had been worried that it would be awkward hanging out with John and Madeline. But she and Madeline had developed such a good rapport that they just chatted away during the drive back to John and Madeline house. When they arrived, Nancy was impressed by the size of the home. It was much larger and nicer than her parent’s place back in Wisconsin, and she had always considered her family to be upper middle class. Nancy craned her neck looking up at the 20 foot ceilings as they entered the great room.

  “Do you like this room, dear?” asked Madeline with a smile.

  “Swanky,” joked Nancy with a nasal accent.

  “John, be a darling and fix us some drinks, will you?” asked Madeline, spreading herself out on a large, expensive leather sofa. Madeline patted the seat next to her and Nancy plopped down and leaned back with a sigh.

  “It feels good to relax after running around all night,” she admitted.

  “I assume that you will have your usual martini, Maddy,” said John walking over to the wet bar in one corner of the room. “But what can I get you, Nancy?”

  “Oh a beer is fine for me,” said Nancy.

  John ga
llantly served the drinks and Nancy brought up the topic of travel. John and Madeline went abroad several times a year, and Nancy loved to hear their stories about exotic places like Nepal and Madagascar. In fact, Nancy was enjoying their company so much, she almost forgot the purpose of her little visit. After a couple rounds of drinks, everyone was feeling very loose and the topic turned to Nancy’s career.

  “Now you have a philosophy degree, is that right, Nancy?” asked Madeline, twirling her foot playfully.