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An accidental Exposure

An Accidental Exposure

A STORY BY MIKE

My 38-year-old wife has wildly curly blond hair and stands 5’ 6” She has beautiful blue eyes, soft perfect lips, and a long thin neck. Her B cup breasts are still perky and capped with what seems to be forever hard just off pink nipples. She has just a hint of a mom's muffin but after 2 kids I know why. Her shapely mound is hairless and she either has me shave it or has it waxed every few weeks. Her legs are long and shapely with thin ankles and beautiful feet, and she keeps her toes always painted to match her fingers.

Kim is by no means a prude, in fact, she is a wild lady in bed but she has always been, except for around the house, very conservative in her dress. I don’t remember the last time I saw her in public in anything but a mid-calf maxi-length dress or floor-length skirt. Her bras are lacy but not overly sexy and while she doesn't wear panties with them she always wears pantyhose, and that's because I asked her not to right after we got married. She also always wears wedge style 3” heels even wearing mules at home.

At home, her just past shoulder-length hair is always in a ponytail or piled up on her head held in place with pins that can only about halfway contain her curls. She wears my old work shirts or t-shirt sometimes with panties, a lot of the time without, or sometimes runs around in a thong but rarely with a bra.

Kim has a few tops that while they are not sheer are very see-through and come down to about halfway on her butt leaving it and her pubic mound mostly exposed. Most mornings when she gets up that's what she slips on knowing how much I love looking at her legs exposed all the way up to her mound.

At this point in the story, I have also got to say that except for her Gynecologist, the woman that does her waxing, and her massage lady, I am 100% positive no one but me has seen her nude since we got married.

I have an hour and twenty-minute drive to work if there is no traffic. It was on a Monday that I overslept. We had some friends over for Sunday dinner and it was about midnight when we finally got to bed.

It was 7 am when I woke up and by the time I was in my truck and on my way it was 8. At 9:30 am I stuck my head in my Partners' door, sorry I’m late, did I miss much.. He looked up and smiled, “No worries Mike, you're hardly ever late and no.”

I was still turning on my computer when Kent came to my office “You got that Anderson folder?”

I felt my face go white “Shit I was in such a rush I left it on my desk at home.”

“Is it all done?”

“Yes, I finished it Saturday.” I looked at him and said, “I’ll go get it.”

Kent laughed, “It’s a good thing you don’t often screw up and own half the company.” He was still smiling “I have to go out that way, well almost right past your place to get to Talbuts anyway. I can stop and pick the folder up on the way.”

I picked my keys up and pulled my house key off the ring saying “Kim will be at work so just let yourself in. It’ll be on the right-hand side of my desk.” Kent had been to the house many, many times and knew where my little bedroom turned into an office.

He took the key saying “I should be back but if things run long I’ll just see you in the morning.” he looked at me “You want me to keep the key?”

“That's fine I have a spare in the truck.”

Kim…

I had to laugh at my poor husband Mike running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He loved his work and his company almost as much as he loved me and I had to smile at him for being late because it made him crazy. I was still laying in the bed as I watched him as he rushed around trying to shave, have coffee, and dress all at the same time. Once he was out the door I picked up my cell pushing the speed dial button to call my office. I was still smiling while looking out through the kitchen's french doors as he was pulling out of the drive. I told my secretary I was not feeling well and would be networking with her and the office from home.

I love the freedom of being home alone. I went in and spent some time trying my hair in new ways and was thinking for the millionth time, “There is nothing to do with this curly shit. God, I hate trying to straighten it every day. Mike would shit!” I smiled as I was thinking of having it cut as I pinned it up. Still wearing my skimpy morning shirt I smiled at my reflection thinking about how much Mike liked seeing me almost naked like this. I laughed out loud “He can be a bit of a perv.” It made me shiver thinking about the things we did together, and the things I wished he knew I wanted to do…

It was about 11 am and I was standing in the din at the bar between it and the kitchen. I had my back to the front door while I stood looking at my laptop and checking my email. I heard the key in the door and knowing it was Mike turned, smiling as I leaned back on the bar resting on my elbows. I knew that my short shirt fell so my breasts with my quickly hardening nipples could be seen through the thin cloth. I also knew that it had pulled up completely exposing my hairless mound. I felt myself grow damp as I waited for Mike to walk in.

Kent and I both froze in place as I squeaked “What the fuck are you doing..umm with my house key!” I saw his eyes running over my mostly nude body and that’s when the old Kim took over my mind. I made no effort to cover up as his eyes ate me up.

“I..A… Mike forgot a folder this morning. He gave me his key. Kim, he told me…I'm sure he thought you were at work.” His eyes were drinking in what he was seeing and something in me liked it. In fact, that old something came to the surface, liking it a lot!

Trying to be cool I pointed to the hall and Mike's office “Want some coffee?” I asked, thinking I should put on a robe but making no effort to do so. I stood watching Kent as he looked at his watch. “My meeting isn’t till 2 sure I have time for a cup.” I moved away from the bar top but I saw him looking back at my exposed bottom as he turned to go back to Mike's office.

When Kent came back into the kitchen I was standing next to the kitchen island. I knew with the light from the french doors I may as well not even have a top on as he sat the folder on the countertop. I pointed to the cup of steaming coffee “You don’t take anything in it do you?”

“No..um look Kim” His eyes dropped to my breasts then down to my mound and long legs “I’m sorry. Maybe I should just go.”

“It’s up to you, no harm done here. I know neither you nor Mike, neither one knew I was home.” I looked into his eyes. “We just won’t ever talk about it and Kent, you will call from now on before you come by.”

Kent picked up the folder and smiled “God you are beautiful.” He turned to walk to the living room and stopped. I smiled as he took out his cell and again I have no idea why but I just stood there and sort of posed for him as he took a couple of pictures of me.

“Alright, that’s enough.” I smiled at him as the shutter clicked on the 3rd pic “Mike had better never ever see those, now you go on and get out of here.”

It was a good thing he had not looked too closely. I was so wet it was leaking down the inside of my thighs and the instant the door clicked shut I almost ran back to our bedroom. I got out my magic wand and for the next hour used it between my trembling thighs cumming 5 or 6 times before I shut it off. It was still held tightly between my thighs as I turned onto my side and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was at once angry at myself for what I had done, angry that I was still horny from it and wondering what in the world had made me not even try to keep Kent from looking at my nakedness. Then talking out loud to myself I said, “You know what it was and why you did it you sick bitch!” It was then the guilt kicked in and I began to cry at how I had betrayed my husband and my wedding vows. I rolled onto my side, eyes wet, and looked at the clock. It was 4 pm.

When the tears stopped and as I pulled myself together I went in and took a really hot shower washing myself, feeling how tender my pussy was after an hour of grinding the ball of the magic wand into it and my clit. I was trembling at my betrayal as I washed worrying about Mike. I dried still wondering what to do, what if Kent said something. He wouldn't, would he?. He is married and has as much to lose as I do. No, he wouldn’t. But what about me? I have never lied to Mike about anything, not once not ever. I looked at my reflection as I put on a little brush of makeup. Again talking out loud to myself I said “It will be better if I’m upfront about it. Better he finds out from me than any other way.” Looking at how pink my cheeks were, I knew I couldn’t hide it from him anyway. He knew me too well.

Mike…

I was home at 10 past 6 pm just like every other day for the last 6 years. Kent was back early and had given my key back and I slipped it in the door and walked in. Kim was leaning back on her elbows against the bar and I was momentarily frozen in place as my eyes ran over her naked body. She looked so beautiful because all she was wearing was her nightshirt top.

“Mike, you stop right there.” I did as I was told and Kim started talking to me “I was as late as you but I called in telling them I was going to be working from home today.”

Her eyes searched my face “Imagine my surprise when hearing your key in the door I turned, thinking it was you only to find it was Kent coming in through the door. Mike, I was standing here just like this when he walked in.” She pointed to the hallway leading to the office. “Don’t say anything, just go to your office and come back.” Again I did as I was told, my mind screaming “FUCCKK!” as I walked back from my office finding her in the kitchen. She was standing next to the island, a cup of cold coffee still sitting where Kent had left it and she went on ” I was standing here just like this when Kent came back with the folder. I had offered him a cup of coffee but as you can see he didn’t drink it. He did tell me he was sorry for walking in on me.” She shook her head slowly back and forth her eyes looking into mine trying to see what I was thinking “Mike all of it was just a mistake,” Her hands came out to me in a sort of an I don’t know gesture “all of it that is but the fact I did nothing to cover my self, and the fact that me being so openly exposed had, well still has me so turned on I could scream!”

It was kind of like it wasn’t me, it was someone else that stepped up behind her. I had never been rough with Kim but now my hand went to the back of her neck as I pushed and turned her and as her hips stopped at the counter, it wasn’t me forcing her to bend over the island. With my free hand, I opened my pants letting them drop around my knees “OH! Mike SHIT!” Came from Kim “OHuhu!” As I placed the tip of my cock at her wet opening and pushed. My hands went to her tits and I pulled on them twisting her nipples “Aaaahhhh Umm!” She cried out and in my mind, I smiled at how she was pushing back on me. This wasn’t love-making, it was me taking what I wanted from her. I began pounding into her, taking her listening as she was gasping for air, and came, “Huh, Huh AAAaaaaaa!” She cried out as she came again. It was like her climax only seemed to madden this man that wasn't me. I was growling as I tried to push into her so deeply I thought my 9-inch cock would push through into her cervix as it bottomed out with each heated stroke “Aaaagod ohhhhHUHU!” She came again, she was shaking under me still pushing herself back into me meeting each thrust as I went at her like I was a jackhammer pounding into her.

When it happened it seemed to come from my toes up my legs ripping through my balls “I’m Cumming! Kim oh fuck! OHHH Gumphhh” I bellowed as I shot into her, emptying myself rope after rope of my white-hot seed getting pushed deeper into her as I tried to screw myself deeper than I had ever gone before. I had always been afraid of hurting her with my size, but now I gave her all of it listening to her whimper as she shook through another small cum.

I was frantic and still coming as I pulled out of her, hauling her back away from the island I pushed her to her knees. Still hard as stone, her eyes came up to mine as a glob of my cum hit her chin dripping down onto her right tit. She opened her mouth taking the last of what was in me, her eyes on mine as she swallowed it. That was something else she would never do. But she did that day licking and sucking me clean.

When I stepped away pulling up my pants I looked into her eyes, at her maybe bruised red lips, the cum on her tits. I wasn’t sure what I felt. I had never treated her like that and I didn't think I was sorry for it, in fact at that instant I didn't think I felt anything. This roughness was something I didn't know was in me and by the look on her face neither did she.

We didn’t talk. I helped her up from where she knelt on her now very red knees. Her eyes were still searching mine for a moment before she turned and went to our bedroom. When I heard the shower come on I went in and changed into a t-shirt and shorts.

It was about a half-hour before she came out of the shower with her wet curly hair all drawing up letting the pull up to their kinky curly natural look. She had on a t-shirt over nothing and black lycra volleyball shorts that plainly let me see it was without panties and as always in her 3” wedge style mules. She picked up her purse and held my truck keys out to me, being sure I saw she was holding them out by the house key. “Let's go to In and Out.”

We walked out to my truck and much to my surprise she got in on my side. She was sitting very close to me as we drove, but still not talking. In fact, nothing was said until we were on our way home. “Mike, it wasn't my fault.”

“I know.”

We had been in bed for a while. I could hear Kim breathing in the darkness of the bedroom, “Did I hurt you?”

She turned on her side to face me, her hand coming to my hair-covered belly “No.”

“Kim I am always so afraid of hurting you. Making it so you don’t want me in you anymore.”

“I’m not made of glass Mike, I won’t break.” She scooted close her right leg coming over mine. Her head came to my shoulder. “Mike...um..I…Shit babe don’t get angry please but I need to tell you this. Um...where to start… I have always known that deep inside of me was another person.” She was speaking very softly “When I was about, well let's just say young my Uncle Tim would come around. I was in cheer and I loved the attention I got when I would let him watch me as I practiced. Then one day I saw the lump in his pants.

I of course knew what it was and I started watching my dad, and then his friends, and the coaches. I slowly started to realize they were getting turned on looking at me.” She moved up on her elbow “So I started doing other things, mostly to my dad, uncle and their male friends that would come around, doing it because somewhere in my head I knew..” I could feel her shaking her head “ I had a sort of power over them. I also knew it could get bad for me but didn’t care. I just wanted them to look at me, I wanted them to get all sexed up thinking about me. I started buying panties that were while not sheer were thin enough that they could be seen through and wearing short dresses that were too short, short enough so that while setting or dancing around or bending they could see my pussy in them.

After I would spend time showing myself to them I would be so very wet I would run to my room and touch myself rubbing it like crazy.

It even got to the point I would let my uncle see me sometimes without my panties.” Kim ran her hand down over my tummy to my mound and gasped “Ohh.” At what she found. She moved up over me lifting then setting astraddle of me going on as she lowered herself down taking me in, then up and back down taking me deep in her belly and she went on. “As I got older I would do other things, like a skirt too short worn to the grocery so when I bent my bottom would show” She was moving very slowly on me “I would wear short skirts and dresses to the shoe store so when the sales guy would help fit the shoes I wanted to try on they would get a nice look up my skirt at my naked sex.” She had not picked up speed but I could feel her trembling inside as she said “I never..oh shit oh aaaaaa!” She moaned as she came flooding us both “Ohh Mike I..I…I’m not a slut!” I pushed up into her finding my own release as she leaned forward, I held her to me like that for a long time. “It was when I met and fell in love with you I changed my way of dress and quit being a bad girl.”

I held her to me until grew soft in her and slipped out, only then did she move off of me, turning onto her side facing away from me and speaking very softly, “Please don’t hate me. Mike, I haven't done anything bad since I married you.”

The next morning after a mostly sleepless night I showered in the guest bath to keep from waking her. I called Kim and I both in telling her work and mine we had a family emergency and would not be in the rest of the week.

It was about 9 am and Kim was nude and still damp from a shower when she walked into the kitchen. I saw she had just finger-combed her hair. “You know I love it when you just let your hair get all kinky crazy like that.”

She gave me a funny look, “I only ever straightened it because that's how it was when we met and I thought you liked it.” She poured a cup of coffee. “Trust me I’ll be more than happy to just let it curl for you if you like it.”

“I do.” I said as I pointed to the open french doors “Let's take our coffee out onto the deck.”

Kim frowned “I’ll need to slip..”

I put my hand on her arm stopping her “No you're ok, I think it’s private enough with everyone around us off at work.”

Outside at the little cafe table she loved, we sat facing out to the pool. “I’ll call and get a finance company to come out and put up a privacy fence around the back here.” I looked at her “You know when we first moved here I didn’t understand why you wanted it, but I get it now.”

Kim smiled, “I'd really like that.” She blushed “That is if you wouldn’t mind me with an all-over tan.

“Yea, I’m pretty sure I'd like it.” I looked at her “Honey, I couldn't sleep. I lay there in bed and thought about everything you told me and babe,” I reached over taking her hand “I wish I had known years ago.” I let my eyes search her face “But Kim, you have to know I’m no cuckold. I could not stand the thought of someone else touching you.”

She gave me sort of a twisted funny look “Oh, Mike no. My desire to be exposed has nothing to do with our sex life. Godman, the things you did to me yesterday still has my head spinning, no it has never been about that at all.” she shook her head, her eyes growing big “I am purely an exhibitionist. I just like to be looked at, that's all.”

We grew quiet each of our own thoughts about the changes that we both knew were coming.

“Kim I can do this but there have to be some rules for it to work for me.”

Her eyes dropped to my half-hard sex, “Okay, tell me.”

“I like how you dress for your work or church or whatever. I like that you, the you, you have you have been for all of these years.” I was getting more excited as I went on. “I am wondering if wearing sexy things under your normal dresses would help, you know lacy or sheer bra’s garter belts with stockings or lace teddies.” I kinda shrugged “I mean you can’t walk around with your ass hanging out all of the time, so do you think that would help.”

“It is nice to feel sexy under my clothes, so yes we could try that.”

I nodded ok as I said “I kind of got the impression you like to act like you don’t know you're showing off or it’s an accident. Am I right?”

“Well, yes and no. The teasing of flashing up my skirt has always been what gets my motor running, but I have often thought about wearing things that should have a slip without one or going braless in a top that shows just a little too much, that kind of thing.” She smiled “I do love to act like I don’t know what I’m showing, but Mike, I have to tell you it really turned me on being exposed to Kent, having him seeing me almost naked made my blood boil.” Kim stood and moved in front of me saying “I wonder what the pool guy would think if I was nude when he came around?” She moved so she was facing me and straddling my legs. She took my steel-hard manhood in her hand pointing it to her opening as she sat down on me. She was as wet as I ever felt her and I slipped easily into her belly. The feel of her heat was so hot it was as though it would burn me.

“Ummm.” I was having a hard time thinking as she moved in that ever so slow way she always seemed to enjoy “I guess I don’t care how much or how little you wear when you are with me.” I put my hands on her butt cheeks helping her move. “But when I am not around you have to be covered just like you always have been in the, oh honey...in the past.” She leaned into me, her breasts mashing into my chest “Ummm” I whispered into her ear.

Her lips came to my neck kissing it up to my ear and she nibbled on its lobe softly saying “I’m so close.” I pushed up tilting my hips as I went in all the way to the bottom “Oh godddd!” Her hips began jackhammering on me as she sucked in air “Aaaaaaaaaa!” When her lips found mine she gasped into my mouth “Cum in me!”

It only took a few hard thrusts up and I exploded sending rope after hot rope up into her sucking womb “Ghhhh!” I shook, pumping it into her.

She rested on me as I held her. She stayed with her head on my shoulder long after I grew soft and slipped out.

“Babe, listen, it's very important that you only play when I'm around. I know men and I don’t want some guy to think that just because you let him look up your dress you want his hand up it or worse to think because you let him he see it you wanted him to fuck you.” I kissed her soft pink lips “Alright.”

“Yes, my love, that's fine.”

We spent the rest of the day in and out of the house talking about her, the things she wanted, and me with the things I thought I could handle and keep her safe.

The next morning we were to go shopping and as I shaved she asked: “What should I wear?”

“Honey,” I looked at her reflection as I pulled the razor over my face. “I’m going to say that today is your day. Wear what you want.”

I was having a coffee when she came into the kitchen. Kim wore her normal just past knee-length button-down maxi dress with black slingback peep toe 3” wedge heels and her blond hair was wildly unkempt. “God, women, you are so beautiful.” I looked at how the top 4 buttons of her dress were open showing a lot of the valley between her obviously braless breasts. I let my eyes travel down and as she took a step in a sort of letting me see and I saw that the buttons in the bottom of her dress were open up so the last open button was the one about an inch below her smooth sex. “Do you want me to wear panties?” She smiled.

“No.”

We went to several stores and when she would try on things she almost always left the curtains of the changing room open at least a quarter of the way. Always enough so that me or anyone else looking could watch her change.

She bought several shelf bras that went under the bottom of her breast leaving the top half and her nipples uncovered. She bought lacy garter belts in reds, blacks, and blues and Wilford stockings to wear with them. She bought some lace bodysuits and tap pant-style jumpers. She bought some almost sheer blouses and some dresses that without a slip would be seen through or at least highlighted showing that she had no slip-on. Then she bought 3 denim skirts that were well above mid-thigh and I knew if she sat wearing one there would almost be no way for her to not show panties, if she wore any.

It was almost 3 in the afternoon when she looked at me. “I’m hungry and need a drink.”

There was a little pub in the back of scoobies restaurant and so with the back seat of the truck filled with bags we stopped. Kim had a Margarita and I drank a Lone Star in a long neck. She was a little quiet, the constant chatter of her shopping being replaced by something else, she looked kind of thoughtful. I asked, “So what’s going through that beautiful head of yours now?”

She tilted her head to the side “I... well...Mike I want to get my nipples, belly button, and clit pierced.” I guess I kind of did an oh shit kind of thing with my head and it must have shown on my face because she said, “But I won’t do it if you don’t..”

I interrupted her “Do we need an appointment or is it something we can have done today?”

She half smiled “They do it at little Johns.” John has always done my tattoos and I knew

he did piercings, I just wanted to know if she knew it.

Watching her face I pulled out my cell “John please, it’s Mike King.“Hey John, how are you...Yes fine, fine.” I looked at Kim's smiling face “Well my friend, my wife has decided that she wants her nipples, belly button, and gig pierced, would you have time to do it this afternoon?... Cool. See you in about 30 minutes.”

John as always was happy to see us. I have over time spent a boatload of money sitting in his tattoo chair and he knows Kim from her coming with me when I get inked. This would be a first for me in that I was going to be with her when she not only got naked with an almost stranger but he would be touching her intimate place. It would be her first time being touched but her second time being seen after Kent. John looked at me. “You ok man? A lot of guys have to wait outside.”

“Yes. I’m fine” I chuckled looking at Kim “This is the first time I've been here that it’s not going to hurt me.”

In the little room, Kim, not shy at all, took off her dress and hung it up. I watched her standing naked while watching John put the fresh paper on the chair. “Ok, Kim, if you're ready to go, have a seat.” Her cheeks were flushed with excitement as she sat on the chair and John patted the stirrups like a gynecologist would have on his table “Feet up here hun.” Now with her feet up and her knees bent John pushed a button and an electric motor came to life opening the bottom of the chair up. Her eyes shot to mine as it spread Kim's legs about as wide open as they would go leaving her sex fully exposed. John on a rolling stool moved between her legs and as he worked he talked telling her what he was going to be doing. I saw her growing wet and how it glistened in the light as he said he wanted to do her gig first because it was the hardest. Still talking to her about it he slowly started washing her sex with paper towelettes. He told her they were soaked in a clear betadine and by this time she was wet as hell but doing fine until he pulled back the hood of her clit, her eyes came to mine then closed as an involuntary “HUH! Oh!” came from her.

He held her clits hood up with his gloved fingers as he put a clamp on it with a loop in the tip. The clamp held her hood in place so the needle with the ring hooked to it would go through her clit. With the clamp attached to her hood, his fingers went to her clit and suddenly her eyes went wide as she gasped “Oh Oh Aaaa!” and while she didn’t squirt she did almost flood herself as she came “Aaah umm!” and in that instant, John pushed the needle through. He held the palm of his hand flat over her clit cupping it for a moment or so to let her rest for a moment and he was still talking like nothing had happened, “You doing ok?” He again washed her down with the towelettes.

Her eyes searched my face as she said “John I’m sorry.”

“Kim.” he chuckled. “that happens to about 98% of the ladies that come in here to get their gig done.” He shrugged looking at me “That's why if I didn’t know you I would have had you wait outside.” He looked back at Kim “I don’t know why, but I guess it’s a combination of the skin's reaction to the betadine, a stranger touching you in such an intimate way, and then there is the pain. I know it hurts.”

30 minutes later with her boobs and belly button done, we were holding hands walking out to the truck, She shook my hand “Mike I’m so sorry. I had no idea.”

As she slipped up into the truck seat I leaned in and kissed her, “You're fine.” I smiled “and if I’m truthful with you and myself, that was sexy as hell.”

Over the next few days really nothing much changed at home. Kim as always wore skimpy things that I loved. The fence company showed up one day and the next they were gone so our backyard became our own little nudist heaven. We had gone out to dinner a few times with Kim wearing one of her new shelf bras and a blouse that plainly showed off her nipples.

But her pussy was still a little tender so there wasn’t much in the way of sex.

It was just past 9 AM when my cell buzzed. I smiled to see it was Kent’s wife and our friend Amy. “Hey beautiful what's up?”

“We need to talk. Can you meet me at Ables for lunch?”

“Sure. What Time?”

“11:30.”

“Amy, are you ok?”

“No.” I frowned when the phone went dead.

She was sitting in her car when I pulled up. Ables is a place that makes Hoagie-style sandwiches and I was really looking forward to eating. As I walked to her car the door swung open and as Amy turned to get out her wrap skirt opened all the way up exposing her very shapely leg up to her hip. In fact, if it hadn’t been for the belt at her waist keeping it closed it would have opened up to her beautiful neck. “Hi.” I smiled.

“Hi yourself.” She leaned in, kissing me softly on the lips. Amy is a short woman, I'm guessing about 5’ 2” with shoulder-length brown hair glasses and a round face. She isn’t what I’d call a full-figured, but she is thick with a full c-cup, and for a big girl she had a small waist, a great ass, and those legs, oh my those legs. She hooked her arm into mine as we started walking. We had met in college so I knew her long before Kent or Kim. In fact, I had introduced her to Kent. We walked into the place and once seated with our order taken she looked at me. “There is no easy way to say this. Mike, I’m leaving Kent. She pulled a cell phone from her bag, opened it then pushed it to me. I looked at the picture of Kim standing next to the kitchen island, and I put the cell phone in my jacket pocket.

“Amy, they are not having an affair if that's why you're leaving Kent.”

She gave me a hard look “They aren’t? Then what in the fuck is that?” She pointed to my pocket.

And for the next few minutes, I told her the whole story about me forgetting some papers and when Kent went to get them he walked in on Kim still dressed from bed. “Amy, Kim told me all about it that evening when I got home.”

Amy frowned and asked, “And Kent didn’t tell you about it?”

I said, “No,” I shook my head saying, “‘But then I don’t think I‘d tell him if I walked in on you and then spent 15 or 20 minutes with you mostly naked as I got the papers and left. I know it was that long because Kim told me they talked for a couple of minutes. But Amy I'll tell you again they are not screwing around.” I looked at her “Have you asked him about it?’

“No. He left his cell home the other day and I went to answer it when it rang. That's when I got nosy and looked at his pictures.”

“Kim told me there's more than one?” I pulled the cell out of my pocket and looked at all 3 pictures. Kim looked hot and I felt myself lengthen in my pants but other than being mostly nude she wasn’t doing anything naughty. I shook my head “Amy, I well, alright let me tell you the rest of it.”

She and I ate and then drove to a park by Brushy Creek and spent the rest of the afternoon talking about Kim and what I had learned about her and us. Amy told me about Kint and while she could not prove it she was sure he was screwing around on her with someone.

“Why do you think that?”

“He has since the day we got married been the horniest man I have ever known and if I would let him he would screw me 4 times a day. Well, it has slowly stopped.” She had a sad smile. “He hasn’t touched me in 5 or 6 months.”

“Amy, that doesn’t mean he has a girlfriend. For god’s sake woman you have to talk to him, you can’t just walk out.” I took her hand in mine and squeezed it “He’s 50, maybe..”

Amy’s eyes went wide, “ED problems?”

“It could be. Want me to get nosy?”

That evening as Kim and I cooked dinner together she listened quietly as I went through the whole story with Amy thinking she was fucking Kent. She stopped in the middle of the kitchen holding her hands out to me “Mike I swear on my kid’s eyes I’m not fucking him.”

I smiled as I stepped to her and took her in my arms, I kissed her deeply saying “I know babe.” I pulled back looking into her beautiful eyes. “I know.” I chuckled, “And we don’t have any kids.”

“You ass hat!” Her arms still around me she asked “So what do you think is going on?”

I shrugged my shoulders “Maybe he can’t get it up. He is the right age and maybe he is too embarrassed to talk to her about it. I told Amy I'd talk to him.”

The next morning after the day had started I went to Kent’s office and closed the door. As I sat down across from him I sat the cell on his desk. I watched the color drain from his face. “Where did you get my phone?”

“Kent, relax. Kim told me everything the evening it happened. You and I are ok.” I saw him visibly relax “The problem is, it wasn’t me that found it. It was Amy.”

“Well fuck.” came out from clenched teeth. “And she saw the pictures and came right to you?”

“Yes. Shit Kent she thought you were fucking Kim.”

His hand came up “WHOA BUDDY! Mike, I’m not!”

“I know, and I think Amy knows now. Look if she hadn’t come to me I wouldn’t have said a word because I would not have told you if something like that happened with me and Amy. Kent, she told me you haven’t touched her in months. No wonder she thinks your fucking around.”

“Well this is just getting better and better isn’t it ” He shrugged “What the fuck! No...It’s just that I’m having problems.” His shoulder went down as he sort of collapsed in his chair “Mike I don’t know what to do.”

“Well, the first thing you do is talk to your wife about it. The next thing is you make a doctor’s appointment. It might be something other than your an old fucker.”

A slight smile came to his lips “Fuck you to buddy.”

I grinned at him “Look beside the little blue pill there are 1000s of different ways you can keep both you and Amy happy in the sack.” I stood up and said, “Come on, I want to go to the toy store anyway.”

That evening after the lights were out I whispered to Kim “If you want to try something new roll onto your tummy.” Without a word she did as I asked “Spread your legs babe, I need to get between them.” Again she simply did as I asked and moving between them I began to massage her. I started on her shoulders and worked down until I was rubbing on her butt cheeks. I pulled them apart as I leaned in and kissed her right on her star.

“Oh!” there was just a hint of her pushing up to my lips “Babe! What are you doing?”

My hands were moving over her legs as I was still bent over her. I blew cool air onto her ring “Ohh.” I kissed it again “mmm.”

I rose up picking up the KY jelly I had set next to us and put some on her star. Now as my left hand moved over her back the thumb of my right hand worked at slipping into her, In then out “Oh BABE!” I then got deeper and deeper in until my whole thumb was in her and she was humping slowly on it “OOOOO BABAE!”

I moved again, working more KY into her with my thumb as I picked up the ¾ inch rosebud anal toy I had bought that day. I pulled my thumb out and as the tip of it came out the tip of the plug went in. Again I work her slowly with her gasping “HUH HUH OH YES OOOO!” As I worked it deeper and deeper until the head slipped in past her accepting sphincter and it sucked the plug sucking it in “OGGHHOOGGod OH fuck I’m cumming!” She pushed up into my hand gasping “Aaaaaaaaaaa'' Then trembling from her cum she moved to her side slipping away from me. “Oh, fuck Mike!” She turned on the bed and with me still on my knees as I had been between her open thighs brought her lips to my sex.

I was already really turned on and with her mouth and talented tongue I didn’t last long “I’m about to cum.” I warned her, she renewed her effort in the dark of the bedroom. “Ho!” I gasped expecting her to pull back as she had always done. But she didn't, she pushed in taking me deep in her throat and as my burning hot seed shot out of me I felt her throat working to swallow me. “KIM!” I called out “God!” Needing air she pulled back keeping the tip between her lips sucking it like a straw. It was the first time she swallowed every drop, then with air in her lungs again she took me back into her throat catching the last of it. She pulled back licking and sucking as I grew soft in her mouth. “I love you!” She whispered as she moved to pull me down next to her. It was also the first time I tasted myself on her lips and tongue. Then breaking our kiss I whispered back “That's good because I love you.” I pulled her hand. “Come on, let's get you cleaned up.”

Nothing was said about the butt plug or the fact that we had never done anything like that before. It was about 10 am the next Saturday she was in the kitchen when I walked in, “Kim I have something for you. Close your eyes.”

Smiling, she did as I had asked, saying “What kind of magic are you up to this time?”

“I chuckled “Oh you will see. Bend over the counter please.” Again she did as I asked and with my left hand I spread her vagina lips as I placed the next toy at her opening “You're really wet, do you want some lube?”

“No, OHH!” I pushed the head of the mouse in “OHHHH!” It slipped completely in and I used my finger to push it in as deeply as I could get it. “What is that?” She looked over her shoulder at me. “It’s all nice and warm.”

“I had it in my hand for a while to bring it to my body temperature. It is a kegel exercise.” I lied.”

I stepped back and she turned to frown at me as with exasperation in her voice she asked: “Are you saying I’m loose or too big to feel good!”

I smiled just a little “No silly! Not at all. But I have read that ladies can keep from dripping when they cough if they work that muscle. You know I see you cross your legs when you cough or sneeze.”

I pulled her to me “No babe, your pussy is perfect!” I kissed the tip of her nose “And I’d love to take you with it out for lunch.”

Still frowning, her hand went between her legs finding the antenna hanging down “What's this?”

“Well it's so more weight can be hooked to it making it harder and harder to keep in.”

“You're taking me to the Olive Garden for making me think my pussy is not tight enough.” She smiled, “Besides I have a new dress I want to wear.”

The new dress was off-white, almost ten, and Kim looked elegant in the plain boat neck unlined midi dress with half sleeves. It was a cotton dress and were it not for the folds in the full skirt would have been very see-through. As it was when she moved and the skirt touched her or the light was right I was able to see it shining through it. To say the least, it was quite an eye opening and fun to look at. There was a flat belt around the waist and because she was wearing a tan half bra her nipples were out there for the world to see. “You look amazing!” I must have had a goofy grin because she blushed.

“Thanks, babe!”

As we drove to the restaurant she was quiet, then she looked at me “Tell me the truth about whatever it is you have in me!”

“No.”

“You're killing me here, you know that, don’t you, you ass hat!”

“Good.” We were parking. “You just keep thinking that.”

As we walked into the restaurant I could not help but look at the people we passed. For the most part, the women would smile or look away but I think every man in the place had their eyes glued to Kim's breasts. I felt myself lengthen in my pants.

Once seated I smiled sweetly as the waiter walked up “Would you like wine? We have an excellent Lambrusco available right now.”

I had taken out my cell and had it sitting on the table and just as she said yes... I touched the screen “OH!” There was a fire in her eyes as they met mine “I’m sorry yes..Um..shit, that will be fine.”

He was walking away and I turned it off and in a harsh whisper asked, “What in the blue balls of hell is that thing?”

I smiled and turned it on again giving it a little more vibration. “It's called a mouse and I have it hooked to my cell so I can make the mouse move whenever I want to.” I turned it back off watching her move a little uncomfortable in her seat.”

And that was the beginning of a whole new chapter in our life....

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CTTO Laftrip

And BEFORE you bother me, these are my subtexts on the following profile declarations:

1. STRAIGHT ACTING = The entire planet knows he's gay, 'cept him! Severely in denial; has goatee. Likes boys and callboys alike and uses Aficionado perfume.

2. GYM BODY = Does nothing the whole day but cruise inside the gym and the showers. Longest relationship was with a dumbbell.

3. BUFFED = Steroid-induced pecs and abs. Knows all sources of fake protein. Favorite word: "Dude!" (Pronounced as “Dod”)

4. NO EFFEMS = Thinks that having a relationship with someone effeminate makes him a lesbian.

5. SEVEN-INCH DICK = Asus. In reality, it's just 5 inches! In gay inches, you always add two more inches to everything you measure.

6. YM ME = Jealous type. Does not like competition in chatrooms.

7. I'M NOT EASY TO GET = Desperate but trying to sound choosy.

8. I'M HERE FOR SEX = I'm here for sex. Period.

9. HANDSOME GUYS ONLY = “I am a shallow dork and I have a brain the size of a walnut. Did I mention even my dog hates me?”

10. JUST HERE TO MAKE FRIENDS = Did not make any friends in FaceBook and in life. Was kicked out of Dogster because they found out he does not have a dog.

11. GOOD IN BED = Needs a place to crash in but cant afford a pension house. The things he does for a good night’s sleep.

12. WHAT'S YOUR PASSWORD? = “I'm so horny I want to jerk off now.” Cant afford a decent paysite so gets off with x-rated pics of members.

13. TOP = Has had more girl friends and zero boyfriends.

14. BOTTOM = Has very bad knee injury, or sleeps under your bed, literally.

15. I'M NICE = Dull, boring and has the personality of an ironing board or a wet mop!

16. I'M BAD = Just swallowed a dozen viagra pills. Has a tattoo, nipple ring and wears an ukay-ukay leather jacket during summer.

17. THIS GUY'S MAILBOX IS FULL = Won't check his inbox cause cant afford an hour's worth of internet café.

18. "WALA LANG" = Has a ten-word vocabulary which includes ��cool”,“hi”,“wassup”, “he he”, “ha ha” and “tnx.” Longest word he can write is his name.

19. I AM ATTACHED = Cannot mention the word love. Has commitment problems.

20. I LOVE TO TRAVEL = Looking for a sponsor for his next overseas trip. Always starts a sentence with "When I was in Europe..." Then you ask: "Where in Europe?" He says: "Ah... city proper!" Wow. Europe City.

21. IF YOU'RE NOT CUTE, DONT EVEN BOTHER = Lonely and miserable. Nobody takes care of him when he gets sick. Has 500 “friends” in Friendster and FaceBook cause he approves everyone--mostly strangers!

22. I AM SENSITIVE, LOVING, CARING AND HONEST = You are probably reading your mother's G4M account.

23. I GIVE GOOD MASSAGE/EXTRA SERVICE = A masseur who got suspended where he worked because he wears too much face foundation.

24. MY MOBILE NUMBER IS = read: "Tawagan mo ako, kasi wala akong load".

25. NO PIC, NO REPLY = Read this from someone else's profile and copied it. Doesnt know what PIC really is. Wanna bet?

26. DISCREET = Loves to hang-out in extremely dark places. Haven't even seen any of the faces of all the men he's had sex with. One of the few people who gets excited during blackouts.

27. HAIRY DADDY = Lots of chest hair but for some strange reason - head is bald.

28. CURIOUS STRAIGHT MALE = Can’t decide if he’s top or bottom. So decided to act lesbian instead . . .

29. A BODY PIC WITH NO HEAD = Shrimp. Or Wanted by the NBI. Or doesnt know how to take his own picture!!

30. KINKY = Owns collection of large Liwanag candles for November 2. Hides petroleum jelly under his bed. Ass is moist 24/7. Go figure.

31. SWIMMER’S BOD = Used to call himself gym-bod; now wants to sound catchy.

32. FLAWLESS COMPLEXION = Photoshop beauty. Blurred. Dodged. Liquified.

33. VIRGIN PA AKO = Chances are HE IS. Who in his right mind would be proud to be still a virgin?

34. VIEW MY WEBCAM = Frustrated Pinoy Big Brother contestant.

35. DON’T TEXT, CALL ME = Cant actually read your sms/txts..his Nokia 3210 LCD has obsolete spare parts! Tawagan niyo na lang, please lang.

36. I’M A SEX MACHINE = Disease carrier. Ouch!

38. QUIET AND SOFT-SPOKEN = Probably dead.

39. MACHO = Avid Masculados fan; join their mall tours. Uses WD-40 as lubricant.

40. BLANK PROFILE = Has no clue who he is, what he wants and where his life is going. Casted in JURASSIC WORLD.

42. MESSAGE ME = What he really wanted to say in tagalog was: "Gusto kong magpamasahe sa iyo." Typo error??

43. HOMEBODY = Unemployed guy. A bum. Free-loader. Professional home-partner contestant in Eat Bulaga, Wowowee and Game Ka Na Ba.

44. OUT-GOING PERSONALITY = No air-conditioning in his house. Pretends to be a mountaineer, hiker, biker, etc. Doesnt understand the word 'outgoing' and no 'personality' to match his claim. Gargoyle.

45. I DONT LIKE CASUAL SEX = Only has sex when in formal wear, like when he is in a Saya, or Barong Tagalog, for example.

46. LOOKING FOR A SOULMATE = A former member of Spirit Questors. Enjoys supernatural relationships. Cant handle the stress of the physical world.

47. I AM NOT HANDSOME = Take his word for it. He's being honest for chrissakes!

48. I'M HANDSOME, INTELLIGENT, GORGEOUS = Mister Perfect! -- with character/humility issues.

49. STUDENT = Has insatiable thirst for knowledge... and sex. But remember: STUDENT means TUITION FEE sponsorship.

50. I AM TISOY = Contact lenses from Tutuban, skin peeling by Maxipeel, hair color by Tsin Tsan Tsu and rhinoplasty from Ellen's. Speaks a little chabakano.

51. SHY TYPE = No serious love since birth.

52. I’M SENSIBLE = Can carry a simple conversation for 2 minutes. Beyond that he simply moans.

53. I’M A MAN OF THE WORLD = He wants to make it clear to everyone that, YES, he is from this planet.

54. I’M A REAL PERSON = People have often mistaken him for an ornamental plant in the past.

55. WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET = He has no plans of changing for the better. He is completely content with himself. Little motivation in life.

56. I’M NOT JUST INTERESTED IN SEX = He uses PlanetRomeo to desperately advertise and sell you condos; Or asks you for Room For Rent referrals. Or recruit you--and balance--his (right/left) multilevel pyramid group. Works on commission basis.

57. LOOKING FOR BADMINTON BUDDIES = In search for the perfect shuttle COCK. He wants to SCORE big. On the look out for RACKET. And he really wants to SERVE.

58. BISEXUAL = A “top” with girls, a “bottom” with guys. And willing to 'buy' sex. Get it?

59. BOYTOY = It’s very clear that he wants everyone to know that he is young. And he has a toy. Now, Whether he is willing to share that toy is negotiable.

60. DOG-LOVER = A hot bitch who likes it dog-style. Loyal. Man’s best-friend. Pees everywhere. Doesn’t mind if you tie him up to a fence and urinate on his face.

61. YOU THINK I’M HOT? = He’s not really sure if he IS hot. Needs a second opinion. And a third. The fourth will probably convince him… that he is NOT.

62. NATURE-LOVER = Very kind to nature… considering what nature has done to him.

63. MALIBOG AKO = Masturbates five times a day. Has 80GB of pornography in his PC. Has the complete collection of phone scandal videos. Watches National Geographic just to see naked men hunting wild boar.

64. COWBOY = Has seen Brokeback Mountain too many times. He talks to his cigarette and says: “I wish I could quit you!”

65. I’M SIMPLE YET COMPLICATED = Uhm… this one really blows me. Probably manic depressive.

66. NO CROSS-DRESSERS = Doesn’t want to share his satin gowns.

67. DERETSO AKONG TAO = Has a very strong back. Drinks Anlene Gold regularly.

68. I DARE YOU TO SEE ME IN PERSON = Unfortunately, nobody dared.

69. COME AND GET ME = I am not so sure if this is an invitation, a request or a cry for help.

70. TYPICAL GUY = He has two arms, two legs, a nose, a pair of eyes… uh, what else. Oh yes, a penis. Typical.

71. SELF-MADE MAN = He appeared into this world just by his sheer power of thought.

72. CANDY BOY = Wants to be licked all over. Comes in three flavors: BAGONG LIGO, PAWISAN and LUMUSOB SA BAHA.

73. I AM SENSITIVE = Can sense an earthquake even before it happens. He is now being studied by scientists to warn the human race of future tsunamis.

74. I HAVE A WONDERFUL MIND = His temporal lobe, anterior commissure and medulla will give you a hard-on. Oh, yes… he has a pornographic memory.

75. I AM THE LIFE OF THE PARTY = A Boyoyong party clown. Brings his own make-up set and catalogue of Avon beauty products for demo purposes.

76. DECENT GUY = Wipes his feet before entering a massage parlor. Brushes his teeth after giving someone a blowjob. Says a little prayer before and after sex. Confesses regularly... on his knees.

77. OPEN-MINDED = His brain is everywhere except in his head. A perfect medium for séances.

78. COME OVER AND LET’S HAVE SEX = Thinks that Guys4Men/PlanetRomeo is a delivery service.

79. HOPELESS ROMANTIC = Believes that love is eternal. Easily trusts everyone. Gullible. Thinks Mike Arroyo is innocent.

80. I AM FUNNY = That fact that he has to say that he is funny is hilarious.

81. PURE TOP = Has a ten-picture exclusive contract with a porno film outfit which prevents him from being a bottom. Will only become a bottom when the 'right' project comes. Pure nga!

82. EXTREME TOP FOR EXTREME BOTTOMS ONLY = Will only have passionate sex with an Extreme Magic Sing microphone shoved up their asses while viewing the Amazing Race!

83. TRIPPER = Has a marijuana plantation in his backyard. Uses tie-dyed shirts, showers twice a month and responds to "Tsong." Does not a have a day job.

84. ASTIG 2 ASTIG LANG = A former seaman. Ideal places for sex: barracks, breakwater, inside a jail cell. Must have during sex: handcuffs, Purico cooking lard and a cd of Aegis.

85. NO TO CHUBS = Say what???? Take a hard look at YOURSELF, you idiot! What have you to offer?? GET A LIFE!

86. OPEN RELATIONSHIP = he doesn't get this: he swore by the gospel it means he is Open TO HAVE a Relationship.

87. I HAVE NO PLACE FOR FUN = evicted!!

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