Chapter 10
Though Ray had been very much absorbed in his week's gambling spree, he was not oblivious to the quiet, generally uncomplaining way his wife was taking his frequent absence. He knew that many wives would have chosen to nag the hell out of him for spending so much time with something that did not interest them. Once again Helen was proving what a gem she was as a wife. To prove his gratitude, he bought her a pair of gold earrings with some of his night's winnings. He was looking forward to springing the surprise on her as he approached his room. He hoped Helen would still be awake.
He was ready to let himself into the room when he heard an unfamiliar sound from the other side of the door. After a moment's cautious listening, he realized the sound was moaning. He was quickly robbed of the illusion that Helen might be in trouble as he carefully and quietly unlocked the door and opened it just a crack.
"Mmmmm ... Mrs. Thomas, your pussy tastes as good as it feels!"
"You must be making her feel awful good, Bill! She's sucking my cock like she just heard there's no tomorrow!"
Trembling with shock and anger, Ray crouched outside the door and peeked into the hotel room. What he saw inside stunned the man. Not his wife! It couldn't be! He had always trusted Helen! He had thought their marriage was so good, so honest!
There was no doubting the ownership of the red hair that was fanned around the woman's head as she lay on her back on the bed between two boy lovers. One boy was sawing his cock in and out of her open mouth. The other boy was crouched between her wide-open thighs. His face was buried against her shamelessly presented cunt. It was clear what he was doing was pleasing to her. She was moaning and squirming as if she were riding the rocky road of orgasm after orgasm. She had her thighs held as far apart as she could get them to allow the boy his freedom in the red-hair-trimmed furrow of her cunt. Her soft pussy glistened as she rotated it before the boy's face until he grabbed hold of her ass and held her down so he could shove his tongue deep into her cunt.
Ray felt as if he were frozen to the spot on which he was crouching, watching his wife's shameless performance. Ray had had no warning of what his wife had been up to behind his back. Now that he thought about it, he realized he might have been more suspicious of the calm way Helen had been accepting his absorption with his gambling. But Helen had never given him any cause to be suspicious. She had always been so consistent. Such a diligent, faithful, loving wife.
Or that was the way it had always appeared from Ray's point of view. He wondered now what else had been going on behind his back. How long his wife had been amusing herself in her private hours with eager boys with hard cocks.
The man's emotions ranged from one extreme to the other. From anger to sorrow. From guilt to vindictiveness. He wondered where he had gone wrong. Why Helen had gone wrong. How he could have missed the signs that must have been there that would have told him what his wife was up to ... before he found himself stumbling upon such a lewd scene.
He though of the earrings he carried in his pocket and wanted to throw them in his wife's face. Yet he remained motionless, prevented by fear and shock from acting. He feared what he might do if he walked into that room now. He feared what his wife might do. He was not ready yet to make a move that might spell the end of his marriage.
While his brain buzzed in search of explanations, a prurient fascination kept his eyes glued to the raunchy scene taking place in his hotel room. Even though she was his own unfaithful wife, Ray still got a thrill out of watching the way her lips nibbled the hard cock that kept stroking into her mouth. It made his cock hard to see her big tits and shapely body bouncing and squirming as she responded to the mouth that was eating her cunt to tingling distraction.
While her husband watched from outside the door, Helen turned her face away from the cock working into her mouth long enough to egg the boys on. "Oooohh, yeah, lover ... eat my cunt! Eat it while I suck this big beautiful cock!" She reached down and stroked the blond head of the boy kneeling between her legs. "You're good, Billy! You suck my cunt so beautifully! No one's ever done it better! Honest!"
Ray could see the boy's face glowing with pride. Even before the redhead had taken the other boy's cock back into her mouth, the boy she had called "Billy" had shoved his tongue back into her pussy hole. Ray watched her body bucking upward as she forced her pussy against the inciting tongue-probe.
The two boys were naked, like his wife. Ray surveyed their lean hard young bodies and wondered if it was that that had lured his wife away from her marriage vows. Ray knew he had been gaining weight. That his body was not as fit as it had been when he had married Helen. Her body, on the other hand, had improved. She had such firm round tits, such a tiny waist, such shapely woman hips. He began to wonder crazily if it had been wise of him to marry a woman eleven years younger than he was. Maybe she thought she had been missing something. Maybe she felt she had to seduce young men to make up for the youth that was slowly slipping away from her.
He tried to make sense of what was happening there on the bed in his hotel room. It all seemed to boil down to the greedy open cunt that squirmed before the avid face of the young blond. Ray realized he had simply miscalculated his wife's capacity for lechery. He knew women were supposed to reach their sexual peak as they approached thirty. It seemed his wife was losing control of herself already, with four years to go on the countdown. Her growing hunger for depraved thrills had driven her into the arms of two boys!
Remembering the way his wife had sucked his cock before he went off to the poker game, Ray realized how right he had been in his excitement to call her a "bitch". There was no other word to describe a woman who would sneak two boys into her husband's bed during his absence and make love to both of them at once.
As his disgust for his wife grew, so did Ray's frustrated arousal. Despite all his confusion, his cock continued to react with one steady reaction. It kept getting bigger and harder, pulsing with life in the face of the shameless performance taking place. Ray thought it seemed wrong somehow to get turned on by his wife's infidelity, but there was no doubt that it was happening. While he continued to waver in indecision about what he should do about his obscene discovery, his cock kept on throbbing inside his pants. His heart beat fast in response to the incredible energy of the woman writhing between the boys.
The boy who was stroking his cock into his wife's mouth seemed to be getting impatient. He was watching urgently the way his friend was sticking his tongue into the redhead's cunt. Each time she mewled with excitement at something the blond boy did, the dark boy thrust his cock hard deep into the back of her throat. At last he grabbed his friend by the shoulder to get his attention
"Hey, Bill ... let's trade places, just for a minute! I'm dying to get my cock back up inside that hot pussy!"
The younger boy seemed reluctant, but it was clear he was used to taking his friend's lead.
"Okay, Tony ... whatever you say...." Ray noticed, though, there was nothing reluctant about the way the boy shoved his cock into the woman's mouth. He had her sucking on his swollen cock even before the other boy had positioned himself to fuck her.
She was sucking hard on the cock in her mouth, and her moan when the cock entered her cunt came out muffled. Still it shook Ray to the bones. She sounded so totally abandoned. He had to accept the fact that his own wife had turned into a whore behind his back. He used her new debased position as an excuse for his cock throbbing hard and eager in his pants.
"Yeah, Bill ... it's the sweetest cunt I ever fucked." Again and again Tony lunged his cock deep into the writhing woman's cunt. Suddenly his friend seemed to get an attack of self-confidence. He grabbed Tony's shoulder the way he himself had been grabbed minutes before.
"My turn. I want to fuck her some to."
Ray was horrified and fascinated. The boys were playing a game of musical chairs with his wife's beautiful naked body. Despite the rugged way the blond youth now shoved his cock into her pussy, and the other boy sank his cock back into her throat, Ray felt no resentment against the two males. He had no doubt that it had been totally his wife's responsibility that she had ended up in such a wanton orgy. After all, they were only boys! It was beneath Ray's sense of dignity to think that such kids could lure his wife away, unless she had made up her mind to set the stage for them.
The groans and grunts from the room were getting urgent. There was no rhythm, no timing involved in the feverish way the boys fucked the woman ... one in her mouth, one in her cunt. By the time they had worked themselves up to the final crescendo, everyone was ready to explode, including Ray's wife. He could tell by the way she churned her hips against the spurting cock that she was getting off too. Her mouth was still too full of exploding cock for her to say anything more than "Mmmmpphh."
"Jeez, I'm coming!"
"Me, too! I'm coming in her cunt! Cripes, it feels good!"
It was a strange feeling for Ray to watch two youths half his age getting memories from the willing body of his redheaded wife. If he were their age, he would be entranced by such a wanton older woman. It was clear from the almost reverent way they treated her that they felt the same way. It was a sobering experience, watching his wife living her private life, secure in the knowledge that her husband knew nothing about it.
After all he had witnessed, Ray found that he had grown strangely devoid of emotion. He realized he had no desire to barge in on his wife and her youthful lovers. It was not his style. Instead, he would go down to the bar for a drink ... and think.
He had to figure out what to do with that two-timing wife of his!