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I'm out of state for a few days. For some reason that always makes me think Louise is doing naughty things...
I'd had a bad day in the office. I was lost in my own thoughts when I got home and pushed the door open. I shrugged off my coat, dropped my bag and walked to the kitchen. I tried to pour a glass of water but for some reason the faucet was running dry. It was at this point I remembered Louise had called me at work, telling me there was a problem. The boiler or something. I hadn't really listened, just told her to fix it. I went to the fridge for a soda, idly noticing the dirty mug on the kitchen side. I sighed. 'She never cleans up', I muttered under my breath as I carried it towards the sink to empty it before putting it in the dishwasher.
As I tipped the contents away I was a little surprised it was still warm. And coffee. Louise doesn't like coffee. I glanced out of the window and noticed a truck on the street. A plumber's truck. She must have called someone in to fix whatever was wrong, I reasoned. I wonder where they where? The basement door was open. As I turned to see if anyone was down there I noticed I was stood on something on the floor. I looked down to see a pair of panties on the floor. Confused, I picked them up and walked into the lounge. In the doorway I noticed a tool belt, discarded on the floor, before my eyes fell on the couch, where something had been carelessly abandoned. I was almost on top of it before I realised it was one of Louise's blouses.
This was very strange. I called out. 'I'm home? Louise? Are you here?' There was no reply. At the foot of the stairs were a pair of work boots. I followed the trail upstairs, desperate to know what was going on, but at the same time scared to find out. Halfway up the stairs I stopped and listened. I heard the sound of movement coming from our bedroom. I reached the top of the stairs and pushed our bedroom door open. I felt it move clothing as it swung open.
'What the fuck is going on?' I demanded to know. Two naked figures greeted me. Louise lay on her back, head towards the door and her legs wrapped around the stranger kneeling above her. "This your husband?" he grunted. Louise nodded. The stranger looked at me and laughed. 'What is going on?' I demanded again. "This is ... Carl" Louise gasped between thrusts "He's here ... to fix ... the water" She closed her eyes. "and he's got ... a magnificent ... cock". "Too much talking" He growled, as he pulled his member out of Louise and repositioned on the bed. "See, I came to fix the boiler this afternoon. Needed a lot of work, but I did it. Then, when I gave Louise here the bill, she said she wanted to pay ... another way" He rammed his shaft into Louise's mouth. "She said you'd pissed her off and she wanted to get back at you." He went on as he fucked her throat. He looked at her as she looked at me. "She also said you were this weird loser who got off thinking about her fucking other guys. She wanted to know if you meant it. I gotta tell you man..." he grabbed one of her tits with his massive dirty paw and squeezed hard "...she's a fine piece of ass. Probably got lots of stories, right?"
I was shocked into silence. He grabbed for her pussy with his other hand, but allowed her to release her mouth from his cock. "More than he knows" she gasped. "But this is a new one. Want to join in, baby? Strip. Show us if you really like me being your slut". I obeyed wordlessly, almost without thinking. Soon I too was naked, and tentatively approached the bed. "No, you're not in the stories. You just watch."I was crestfallen, by my cock betrayed me. "Oh look. You DO like me like this!" Louise laughed as she caught sight of my erection. "Now sit over there and watch what happens"
He repositioned himself again, grabbing Louise's hips and flipping her onto her stomach. He pulled her up onto all fours and entered her from behind. She gasped. "Now, remember what normally happens. I tell you how bad I've been, not how bad I'm being. You don't touch that thing until I'm done." I slumped to the floor next to the door, looking up at Louise getting plowed by the plumber. She closed her eyes as his pace picked up. "He ... feels ... fantastic" she gasped. He laughed again. "How am I doing loser?" He taunted. "She looks like she's having fun." "Is this what you wanted, baby?" she asked. "Me fucking a complete stranger? I thought you were weird to start with, but I see the attraction now. Is this how you imagined it?" I could see her tits swinging with each thrust. 'I never ... never thought you'd do it in real life...' I mumbled. "I just thought, maybe, a little flirting, some making out...' "You want us to make out? We can do that..." Louise said. She tipped her head right back as he lent forwards and tried to kiss her. They couldn't reach each others lips, so Louise pulled herself off his dick and turned round so they were knelt on the bed, facing each other. "Like this...?" she asked as a meaty arm was thrown around her waist. She kissed him deeply and passionately, gently massaging the head of his cock with her hand as he played with her pussy. "How's this?" she demanded. 'it's...' I volunteered before realising I had no words. I realised I was shaking as she laughed at me again.
"How about we finish this?" She asked to neither of us. Once more she laid on her back, pulling his cock down so it rubbed her belly. He kissed her behind the ear as she looked at me. "Don't think I haven't noticed how your sordid fantasies always end. What's the question you keep asking me every time we play this game?" I stuttered, but couldn't answer. "'Where did he cum?' you ask me, and I always say on my belly. Then you ask me another question, don't you?" I realised, too late, what she meant. I sat upright, preparing to protest. She looked at him. "'What if he came inside you?' you always ask me. 'What if he didn't pull out?'" She guided his rock hard member between her legs for the final time. "Let's find out..." He knew exactly what she meant. 'No..' I stammered. He looked her and grinned. "Fuck me, Carl ... Fill me up ... Give my husband ... what he wants to see..." she reached between her legs and played with her clit. He slammed her harder and faster. "Do it ... I want ... to feel ... you in me ... fill me... fill me up..." With one last thrust he erupted inside her. "Yes! Yes! That feels amazing! Fill me!" she screamed as she joined him in orgasm. They slowed down and kissed each other again, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Finally, he pulled himself upright and off the bed. He picked up his clothes, looked at me one more time, laughed and left.
Louise got up from the bed and approached me. She stood in front of me, her pussy level with my face. It glistened in the light, inches from my face. "So this is what happens when they don't pull out. They fill my little pussy with their man juice, and it rolls down my thighs..." She scooped it up, and played with it between her fingers. "Now, how about we take care of this..." she said as she grabbed for my manhood. "Go and lay on the bed, I want to try something." I lay on the bed, on my back. She stood over me, slowly jerking me. "I know you like it when I tease you" she said "and I've got an idea..." She picked the pace up as I looked up at her working her second cock of the afternoon. In no time I neared orgasm. She squeezed my head as I shuddered, not quite cumming. I groaned. Then she threw her leg over me so she straddled me, facing backwards. She worked my cock as I looked down at her used pussy, beaten, sore and leaking another man's cum. "Like what you see, baby? Like what he did to me and my tiny little pussy?" All I could muster was 'Oh God...' as she edged me again. She laughed as she set about me once more. "I've always wondered what would happen if I took you just a little further. Just over the edge. Is that nice or not?" 'N-no, it's horrible...' I protested. She started going faster. "So if I were to do this..." My orgasm was all but inevitable now. My hips shook. Then she let go of me. "...but then let go, that's not nice...?" The pressure was unbearable, and I started to slowly ooze cum. 'Oh god, please, please, just a little more!' I begged. She held the base of my shaft upright. I tried to reach my cock to finish properly, just a few more strokes would give me a proper orgasm, but she was in the way. I helplessly tried to fuck the air. Her pussy leaked his cum onto me as she wiggled her hips. My oozing slowed, then stopped as I began to sob. "Wow, that was fun!" she exclaimed. She leant forward and kissed the head of my cock. "Good boy" she said. "Good boy." She wrapped herself in her robe and went to leave the bedroom. I curled into a ball, sobbing as my cum mixed with another man's on our bed. "I need a shower to tidy up" she announced. "I'd better go and check to see if Carl's fixed the boiler, or if he needs more help..."
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