She Cheated. You Watched. You Got Off On It.

It wasn’t supposed to happen. You weren’t supposed to be home. You were supposed to be at work. You came home to surprise your wife. You had flowers. You had plans to take her to lunch. You were going to take the rest of the day off to show your wife some of the attention she craved.

Then you saw her through the front window. You saw another man’s hands on your wife’s body. You saw him kissing her neck. You saw one hand move between her legs and the other move into her bra. You saw your wife react to his touch. You saw the arousal on her face.

Your shoulders slumped and you dropped the flowers. In the blink of an eye your plan had blown up in your face. Immediately you wondered if it was the first time or if your wife had been cheating on you for months. You wondered if his hand had been in her panties before. You wondered if he’d touched her perky, perfect breasts before. You wondered if she’d moaned for him before.

She turned her head and they shared a kiss. It was the kind of passionate kiss that new lovers share. It was the kind of kiss that spoke to your wife’s desire for the pleasure she knew he could provide her. It was the kind of kiss that said she’d fucked him before and was absolutely certain the sex was going to be good. It was the kind of kiss you hadn’t shared with her in a long time.

Your wife reached back and stroked the bulge in his jeans as their tongues mingled. You stood and watched from outside the house as she worked to make another man hard. You witnessed her lust for him and you did nothing. You did nothing because you felt the bulge between your legs. You felt your desire and it embarrassed you. You couldn’t storm into the house with an erection. You couldn’t leave, either.

He released your wife from his grasp and worked his pants off. He kicked them aside and dropped his underwear, freeing an impressive cock. He pressed his body against hers from behind and your wife reached back to stroke him. She stroked his big cock as his hands moved over her body and his lips found her neck. You saw a kind of lust come over her face that you hadn’t seen in a long time. You knew it was because of the cock in her hand and the man standing behind her. You knew it was because she wanted him inside her.

He pulled your wife’s panties down. She arched her back and bent over just a little. She looked back at him and uttered two words. You read her lips. It wasn’t hard. She said, “Fuck me.”

He reached down and pressed his cock inside her. You watched your wife’s expression. You watched her mouth open wide as he filled her. You watched the pleasure wash over her face as he slid inside her.

He leaned closer and they kissed as his cock began to move in and out of your wife’s body. Their tongues mingled as he fucked her. He held one hand on her hip and the other moved into her bra to play with her breasts.

You looked down to see the painful tent in your pants. You saw a little stain from the precum dripping steadily from your cock. You were watching your wife cheat on you and your dick was hard as a rock.

You looked around to make sure no one was watching. You unzipped your pants and pulled your cock out. You stroked yourself as another man fucked your wife. You jerked off as he satisfied her needs. You came in the grass as they continued their wild sexual encounter.

You zipped up and walked away as a sense of embarrassment replaced your arousal. You’d just cum while watching another man fuck your wife. What kind of man does that? You, apparently.

Even with the embarrassment coursing through you, you knew you weren’t going to confront your wife. You knew you were going to try and watch again. You knew you were going to let her keep cheating on you because you couldn’t resist the allure of stroking yourself while another man fucked her.