CHAPTER II: MY WIFE BEGS ME TO TAKE HER BACK AND P - Sex Stories

CHAPTER II: MY WIFE BEGS ME TO TAKE HER BACK AND P

As I detailed in the prior chapter, I caught my wife at our home, in the middle of the night, fucking another guy at least three times, thinking that I would be at work all night long. I walked out on her and stayed a few nights at a motel before moving into an apartment of my own closer to work. She phoned me over and over again for the first week after I walked out. I either did not pick up and on occasion, I picked up the phone to say “I don’t talk to whores like you” before I would slam the phone. She started calling less after the first week, realizing that she was not getting anywhere. In the meantime, I hired an attorney and started planning on filing for a divorce. As mad as I was though, the thought of her screaming and orgasming underneath Mike that evening was still getting me stiff and I found myself jacking off many times with that image in my mind. As much as I wanted to get the thought out of my head, I found myself thinking about her in bed that night with him and getting an instant hard on every time, whether I would be at work, in the shower or in bed. A few weeks after we split up, I even made a booty call to a girl from work who had been hitting on me. I was pounding her really hard and she was really into it when my mind once again drifted to images of my wife screaming in ecstasy while fucking her lover. In fact, I came in the girl thinking I was watching Mike cum inside my wife. After about two months of being apart, one day I was back from work at my ...

... apartment, planning to go out for dinner by myself. The door bell rang. I opened the door and my wife was standing there in really high pumps, black hosiery, the shortest mini skirt I have ever seen in my life, barely covering her pussy and a black jacket and seemingly nothing underneath the jacket. Her hair was beautifully made and her makeup looked like it was professionally made. As I stared at her and started to get a hard on, I realized this was still the woman who had cheated on me and hurt me and I did not want to have anything to do with her. As I got ready to close the door shut, she put her hand on the door and tried to keep it open. She said, “please, please give me a few minutes of your time so we can talk”. She said, “I know I hurt you and I hurt you really bad and I should not have”. “I know I can’t take away what happened because it happened. But for all of the good times we have had, please give me a few moments of your time so that we can talk”. I said “there is really nothing to talk about. It is not like he fell and his dick slid inside you. You did this on purpose and that makes you a whore, a slut and certainly not my wife any longer”. She started to tear up and said “I am so sorry. What will it take for me to prove to you how sorry I am and make it up to you”. She started to really break down and I heard the apartment door open with a nosy neighbor peeking out. I decided to let her in for a few minutes. I said “come on in for a minute and pull yourself ...