The party was in full swing. My wife loved throwing parties for all our friends. Of course most of us were still in our twenties with a few in in their early thirties. Kathy often had a lot of the girls from her office and as usual most of the women seemed to gather in the large kitchen while the men of the group were delegated to either the garage or the patio, depending on the weather and time of year.
“Hey, Pete,” I heard my friend Ralph call, “is there any more of that queso dip. That shit is awesome!” I told him I’d check and grabbed the bowl from the portable table I’d set up for the goodies. I have a 56″ flat screen TV in the garage and we’ll watch sports or racing and at times even a little porn. As I walked down the hallway and stepped into the kitchen, the girls all became noticeably quiet.
“Kathy, did I interrupt something important?” I asked.
My wife’s face was definitely red and a couple of the girls faces were obviously flushed when she said, “Why no dear. What do you need? That’s the queso bowl, isn’t it? Here let me refill it for you.” My wife took out the dip from the fridge and refilled the bowl then microwaved it. She picked it up with a silicone pot holder and handed it to me to take back to the garage. Their sudden silence had me very curious.
That night as Kathy and I were cleaning up after our guests had left. I was washing and she was drying, I turned to her and asked, “Sweetheart, when I walked into the kitchen tonight, all of you girls suddenly shut up. Can you tell me what you were talking about that you didn’t want me to hear?”
Kathy kept drying like she hadn’t heard me so I tapped her on her shoulder and making sure I had her attention; I repeated my question. Karen’s eyes looked towards the ceiling, back and forth as if to find an answer that might appease me then said with a half-hearted smile, “You know dear, it was just women’s stuff. Things we don’t like to talk about in front of our husbands.”
Now Karen and I have been together for over seven years, married for almost five but she’s always been open and honest with me so this was a little funny. I really was curious.
I often get junk email offering security systems and miniature ‘spy’ cameras only this time instead of putting it into the junk folder, I opened it up and checked out the site. I found they had a nice 12 pack of color remote motion activated cameras with night mode for $98.00 and free shipping so I ordered a pack. I was pleasantly surprised with it arrived only 4 days later. Karen was at the gym that afternoon so I set about placing them, two in the kitchen, two in our bedroom, two in our garage, two on the patio, one in the living room, one by the front door, and trying to decide what to do with the last two, I put one in each of the guest bedrooms. They would send a signal to a receiver that had a memory card which I could download to my computer or I could hook the receiver directly to my computer if I wanted. I secured the receiver in the attic and ran a cable from it down to my den, where I have my computer set up.
I was just finishing up installing the software when I heard Karen walking in. “What’cha doing honey?” she asked. I told her I was just upgrading some software. She said, “I picked up a pizza. I’m going up to take a shower. Would you please listen for the buzzer in case I’m not back in time?” I said I would and headed into the kitchen, pouring each of us a tall glass of wine from the large box on the counter. I couldn’t wait for the next party.
A week later, our house was full again of our friends. As usual all our wives and girlfriends were in the kitchen and us guys were in the garage. We had the NFL highlights on the TV and besides the beer, Tim was passing around a large bottle of Patron tequila he had won off a coworker. I walked over to my friend Bob, just after he had taken a swig from the bottle. “Damn that shit’s dangerous!” he said as he tried to hand me the bottle but I just passed it on. I knew it was going to be a long night.
I asked him, “Bob, would you do me a favor?”
He gave me a big smile then man hugged me and said, “For you good buddy, anything.”
“I want to try a little experiment.” I told him, “I want you to quietly walk down the hall towards the kitchen and when the girls are chatting away loudly, walk in and ask for something. I don’t care, chips or cookies, anything. I just want you to notice if they all shut up as soon as you walk in.”
He gave me a funny look and I gave him a little shove and said, “Just do it,” and he headed in.
Soon he came back with a box of Oreos and said, “Pete, you’re right. As soon as I stepped into your kitchen, they all shut up. It was like I had hit the mute button. Man it was really weird.” I couldn’t wait to see what my camera’s had recorded.
That evening, after Karen and I had cleaned up, instead of going to bed with her, I told Karen that I was going to check my email. Once at my computer, I put in a new thumb drive and copied the video to Antalya Escort it and put the new drive in a safe place at the back of my bottom drawer and turned off my computer and joined Karen in bed.
Sunday about noon, Karen told me she was going over to her mother’s and that she was going to Costco with her mother and sister, asking me if there was anything I wanted. I asked her to pick up some steaks and burgers so she added it to her tablet. I waited for about 15 minutes before locking up the house and going to my computer.
I watched as the first half an hour or so was mostly the girls chatting about life and kids and it was really pretty boring. Then jackpot! Tina said to the group, “Say girls, anybody tap Jason, that hunk down at the Quick Mart? Penny, Ralph’s sweet little thing of a wife, all of 4′ 10” and 95 lbs. if she was soaking wet, raised the palm of her hand. I watched as several other ladies looked on stunned then Tina said “Really?” Penny nodded. Tina asked, “Tell me, how was it? Was it everything you thought it would be?”
Penny got this big smile and nodded. She sat her drink down and picked up two Coke cans, stacking one on top of the other, then reaching into the fruit bowl that Karen had put out grabbed a medium sized tangerine and placed it on top and said, “Or maybe bigger.” The other girls oohed and ahhed.
I was thinking what a little slut she was, when my wife patted her arm and said, “Damn honey, he sounds like someone I may have to put on my guys to do list.” I just about shit when I heard that.
Penny went on to detail how they had met in an orchard one evening and that Jason had taken her first on the hood of her car, then doggy on a blanket, then she rode him and before he left, she had given him a hand job because she could only get the tip of his cock in her mouth as he was just too big. She told the group that after playing with Jason that she was too sore to play with Ralph for over a week and put him off by telling him that she had a yeast infection.
Carol, Bob’s wife spoke up and said, “That’s what I had to do after the first time I played with Michael T from the gym. Believe me honey, it will get better the more you fuck him.”
Then for a while they went back to talking about kids and other stuff. As things were winding down some, Betty came up to my wife and asked, “Karen, how’s it going with you and Pete? Does he suspect anything?”
Karen looked around to be sure no one else was close enough to hear then said so softly that I had to turn up the volume, “I don’t think he does. At least he hadn’t said anything.”
Betty took her arm and said, “You’d better have a talk with Tim. Pete’s going to figure something is up the way he looks at you.”
Karen said, “It was all Susan’s fault. She’s the one that wanted me in a threesome with them. I thought it was going to be a one-time thing. Now he keeps wanting me more and more. I told him we need to stop and Tim threatened to tell Pete if I did. I don’t know what I’m going to do.” Then Betty held my wife to comfort her.
Oh, I was pissed. I went to the garage video. There wasn’t much to see so I fast forwarded it until the time I left to use the bathroom. That’s when Jack walked over to Tim and asked, “So are you still tapping Karen’s ass?”
Tim got this big smile as he made a fist then bit at his thumb then said, “Man, she has such a fine ass but she hasn’t given that up to me so far. I’m going to get it yet; you can put your money on it. Her pussy milks my cock like a velvet glove. I’m so thankful Susan got me involved with her. I just hope Pete doesn’t find out.”
I didn’t know what to do. Should I confront Karen. Should I tell the other husbands. Should I go beat the shit out of Tim? Karen hadn’t been withholding sex from me, in fact she had been rather forward and encouraging me more lately. I decided to wait and get more video and see what was going on. I figured I’d have to wait until the next party.
Boy was I wrong. Wednesday when I got home, I noticed the little icon for the recording video was blinking. I clicked on it and it showed Karen and her boss, Principal Wilson Benz, in the kitchen. Karen was a para-pro, or what we used to call a temporary teacher’s aide. She was mixing them drinks as he removed his coat and tie, sitting our kitchen table. They were talking and I thought it was rather innocent at first, then Wilson stood up and took the drink out of Karen’s hand and set it on the table. Placing one hand on her ass and the other behind her neck, he pulled her lips to his and they kissed deeply.
Karen melted into him as her hands caressed his chest, then dropped to his pants to start to open them. Wilson smiled and without saying a word, pulled her out of camera view. It was quickly picked up by the camera in our bedroom as the two lovers walked into the camera’s view and undressed each other. As soon as they were naked, Karen fell to her knees and took him in her mouth. It was more than a blowjob, Wilson was Antalya Escort Bayan face-fucking her and Karen was gagging on his cock. He pulled out just long enough for her to get a gulp of air then he jabbed his cock deep down her gullet and unloaded a large stream of his sticky baby batter down her throat. As he pulled out, a long thread of his cum hung from her lips over to his cock, glistening in the sunlight. His cock was still hard.
Karen pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him and eased herself down on his shaft and I could see she was building to an orgasm as Wilson rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I watched as Karen’s juices were leaking down Wilson’s crotch, across his balls and onto our marital bed. Karen was orgasming over and over and telling Wilson what a good fuck he was. He moaned and told her he was going to cum and my wife told him to fill her pussy. I was sick. I was pissed off. I didn’t know if I could wait for the next party or not. I thought I’d just take this clip and play it for Karen tonight on our TV in the bedroom. Hell, I don’t know. Finally I shut my computer down and went down to dinner. I don’t know why as I wasn’t hungry. I told Karen I didn’t feel well and went up to bed.
Following the next party, I found out that not only Penny but Susan and Vera had sampled what Jason had to offer since the last party. Vera went into great detail about how she had brought him to her house on his day off and they had gone swimming and how they had fucked in the pool and in almost every room in the house. When Penny asked her how sore she was afterwards she just smiled and said that since Michael T was her regular lover, Jason wasn’t that much longer, just a little fatter so she didn’t have any pain afterwards.
Susan said, “Girl, I sure did. Let me tell you, that monster about broke my pussy in two. He fucked me for over 3 hours and gave me 4 good creampies. When I got home, I was so tired I fell into bed and crashed. I should have set my alarm so I could have cleaned up before Tim got home but before I knew it, he was home from work and saw me on the bed. He pulled down my panties, flipped me onto my back and dove head first into my pussy, licking me like a kid eating an ice cream cone. I don’t think he realized I was full of Jason’s cum. I was orgasming almost the moment his tongue hit my clit, it was so swollen from my previous playtime with Jason. Tim kept telling me how good my pussy tasted and he would dig his tongue deep inside of me. I arched my ass way off the bed in a wonderful orgasm and Tim stood up, dropped his pants and shoved his cock into my cum-filled pussy. I’ll bet he only lasted 8 to 10 strokes before he blasted off into my already sore pussy. I faked an orgasm, not wanting him to know how tender I really was.”
Patty asked, “So Tim ate Jason’s creampies? Couldn’t he tell?”
Susan smiled and said, “Sweetheart, he did say I tasted a little different and I told him that I had just came home from a heavy workout at the gym and hadn’t had a chance to shower yet. He bought it, the silly dolt.”
Tina patted her arm and said, “The things we do to keep our husbands and boyfriends happy.” A chuckle went through the group.
I sat in front of my computer wondering if I was the only one of our group of friends that wasn’t fucking someone else. I decided to buy another 12 pack of cameras and receiver to get more evidence. When they arrived. I added two in the master bedroom, one on each side of the bed, one at each end of the hallway, one in each bathroom and one aimed in each shower. Then I added another one in the living room, another one in the garage and one more in each guest room, mounted near the side of the bed.
I figured that I was the one factor that kept this group from dropping all their clothes at our parties and just jumping in a pile and fucking their brains out. I’d fix them. I told Karen three days before our next party that my company was sending me out of town for a conference and that I was going to have to leave Thursday morning and wouldn’t be back until Tuesday evening. I set my computer up so I could access it from the cloud then packed my bags. Karen tried to give me some going away loving but I asked for a rain check. The visions of her and Tim playing plus watching her with Wilson turned my erection into silly putty.
I went in to work and told my boss that I was having problems in my marriage and I needed some time off. As it happened, he had gone through a bad divorce a couple of years earlier and understood when I asked him to tell anyone that called that I was out of town at a conference. He wished me the best of luck and told me to call if I needed anything.
I looked at him, took a deep breath and said, “Yeah, do you know the name of a good divorce lawyer?”
Jerry laughed and said, “Yeah, call Tammi Barns. She was my ex-wife’s lawyer. She freakin’ cut me off at the knees.”
I left work and drove to Appleton and got a room. I Escort Antalya shut off my phone’s GPS just in case anyone tried to track me then laid down on the bed and cried myself to sleep. I hadn’t been sleeping well since the first night I saw the videos.
When I woke, I was freezing. It was dark out and the small alarm clock on the night stand was blinking 3:15. Damn, I’d slept over twelve hours. I turned on the heater under the window, kicked off my shoes and crawled under the covers, trying to warm up. That’s when my stomach began to rumble. It wasn’t happy as I hadn’t eaten all day. I figured I might as well get up and go find something to eat. As I stepped out of my room, I wished I had brought a heavier coat as it was a lot colder here than it was at home. I only had my lightweight Levi jacket with me and the cold wind went right through it, cutting like a knife. I started my truck and wished it had a remote start as it was blowing out cold air that almost felt colder than what already filled the cab of the truck.
I was damn near a block of ice before the heat started to flow out the vents and I put my truck in reverse and backed out of the stall then headed out into the street to find me something to eat. Appleton’s not like our town, it’s a lot smaller. I swear they must roll up the streets at night. I couldn’t find anything open. No McDonald’s, no Taco Bell, no Subway not even a 7-11. I drove all over town. Heck, I couldn’t even find a gas station open. Then I saw a sign leading to the freeway and I figured I’d just get on the freeway and surely there would be a gas station or a place to eat somewhere.
I had only been on the freeway a few minutes when I saw a sign that said, ‘Gas — Food — Lodging 32 miles’. Heck, I had a half a tank and I figured I could make it in half an hour so off I went. I passed several closed gas stations along the way and as I got to the 32 mile mark, the ‘Gas — Food — Lodging’ sign had a board over it that said, ‘For Sale’. I pulled in and shut the engine off and hung my head. I couldn’t help it, the tears started flowing and I couldn’t stop.
I don’t know how long I had been crying when all of a sudden, behind me the night was lit up with flashing red and blue lights. Over the loudspeaker came this deep woman’s voice, “DRIVER. OUT OF THE CAR AND MOVE TO THE BACK OF THE VEHICLE. PLACE YOUR HANDS ON YOUR TAILGATE, SPREAD YOUR FEET OUT WIDE.”
I wiped my eyes and the snot from my nose and got out of my truck, holding my arms up and slowly walked to the back of my truck and assumed the position as told. With all the flashing lights, high beams and spotlights, I couldn’t really tell who was patting me down. Then my arm was pulled behind me and a handcuff was placed on one arm and my other arm was pulled and secured to the other cuff. The officer pulled my wallet from my back pocket and told me to sit on my bumper so I did.
The officer shined her flashlight in my eyes, telling me to look right and left, then up and down. Then she walked back to her cruiser and I could hear her calling in to her station. It seemed to take her forever though it was probably only about five minutes or less when she turned off her flashing lights and came back and took off the handcuffs.
That was the first time I had a chance to get a good look at her. She was the most gorgeous woman I’d seen in person. If I had to guess, I’d say mixed race, half white and half black, reddish brown hair, hazel eyes, a cute button nose and lips that shouted kiss me. Her breasts seemed ready to burst out of the department issued blouse that she wore and her tiny waist held up her utility belt with her holster, spare clips, radio, handcuffs and a couple of small leather pouches before her lovely hips flared out to the most perfect peach shaped ass I’d ever seen.
“So what are you doing out here at almost 4:00 in the morning mister Peter Walker?” Then she reached up to my shirt and said, “What’s the matter honey, why you been crying?”
I looked at her name tag and it read, ‘Thomas, Amanda’. I asked her, “Officer Thomas sounds so formal, may I call you Amanda?” She smiled and nodded. “I was staying at the hotel in Appleton and fell asleep and when I woke up I was hungry I went looking for something to eat and couldn’t find anything so I started driving and ended up here only to find it closed.”
She shook her head, saying, “So you’re telling me you were just sitting here crying because you didn’t have anything to eat?” I started crying again and broke down and told her everything. I told her about finding about my wife cheating with my friend Tim, with her boss, Wilson. I told her about all the women and their peccadillos.
I’m not sure when it happened but I felt a calmness come over me and I stopped crying. Then I realized that Officer Thomas, Amanda, had me wrapped in her arms, holding me tightly. Her large, firm, breasts pressed tightly to my chest and it felt so comforting. I stepped back and said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t burden you with my problems.”
She smiled and said, “Honey, YOU need someone to talk to. Do us both a favor and calm down. My shift just ended. Follow me back to my place. I make a mean ham and cheese omelet, how’s that sound? We can talk more if you’d like.” I nodded my head and got into my truck.