An early return from a business trip

I’ve been on a business trip, and I was only supposed to get home the day after tomorrow. But I figured the last two days will be nothing but partying and getting to know bisness associates. So, skip the partying and get home and nail the wife to the wall. Couldn’t get the image of my wife, Laura, out of my head. I couldn’t help but imagining her in a black silk chemise with her arms wrapped around my neck, her legs crossed behind me, one of my hands is planted on the small of her back, the other is wrapped around her back and is holding her opposite shoulder, with me grinding myself into her pinning her into the wall behind her. And as you can imagine I’m kissing her deeply, and I can feel her heart pounding against my chest. You see part of the image is that my slacks from the suit are unzipped and I’m pounding up into her. The five hour flight in the cramped airplane was unbearable, can you imagine sitting there with an ol’ lady that likes to talk, and on the other side a young lady barelly out of her teens.

So six hours later, half hour at the airport, and 30 minute drive back from the airport. I walk in the door, its late. I’m sure my wife is probably in bed doing something naughty, just not sure what yet? I sneak into the house. I’ve been known to walk around with a cat like grace, and sneak up on people and scare them senceless, even without trying. I put down my briefcase, and travel bag. Hanging up my blazer, I head up the stairs takeing note to avoid all the squeeks in the stairs.

As I head up the stairs i can hear a long moan, and at the same time I hear a girlly squeel. The moan, I recognize as my wife. The squeel on the other hand, I have no idea who that is. The light in the hallway outside the master bedroom is off, the door has been closed, but it is open a crack. I sneak up to the door and pear inside… What I see inside shocks me, but I’m not surprised… Opening the door enough that both my eyes can see and adjust to the light I stand there and take in the whole scene.

I see a burnet with curlly hair reaching a bit further than her shoulder blades looking up at the ceiling with her mouth open, and I’m sure her eyes are scrunched closed. She is astride another girl, who is burriend deep into her snatch with a thick strap-on. I smile, I remember that toy, its ours. The burnette has her hands wrapped around the other girls breasts, with her thumb and fore-finger squeezing her nipple in each hand. The girl underneeth has short pixy cut red hair. The squeel was a result of the nipple pinching/twisting. God this is a hot sight. The redheads legs are pulled up and spread out, her twat is leaking juices all over my bed. I can just as easilly see my wife’s snatch being spread open wide with the strap-on the new girl is wearing. I can’t help it, my wife is enjoying herself, and I have a tent in my pants.

My wife leans forward and puts her elbows on the bed as she reaches her tongue out and licks the womans sweet delicious thin lips. The girl is evil, she wraps her arms around my wife’s back, and pulls her tight to her body, and lifts her ass of the bed supporting her with her lower body, and slams up hard into my wife. Laura throughs her head back up and is now looking at the head board and her mouth is open in a silent scream, she’s stopped breathing momentarily, and her arms are clutching at the sheet beside her and the pillow. Being her husband and knowing that position all too well, I could tell that her eyes were closed tight shut. She was haveing a post orgasam, orgasam. I’m actually surprised at the new girl, she probably didn’t know about this particular trick… I’m amused, I like this girl.

God I’m so hard right now, I decide that it is time to join the fun. I strip down behind the door and kick my clothes of to the far wall softly without makeing a sound. I check what the women are doing, and see that they are engrossed in a loud makeout session. I confidently and quietly walk into the center of the room to the center of the foot of the bed. As I crawl onto the bed on my knees my wife sits up still impaled on the thick strapon. She flicks her hair over her right shoulder and looks over her shoulder and stares straight into my eyes, sees me smiling evilly and knows what’s comeing, she doesn’t even need to look down, but does anyways. I come up between the new girls legs, and caress her inner thigh to let her know it is okay… as I reach my wife, I poke her with my ridged cock, and wrap my right arm around her smooth stomach, and wrap my other arm right under her breasts so that my hand can curl up and give her a nipple twister.

“You’ve been naughty,” I whisper to her as my lips meet hers for a kiss and pinch her nipple hard and twist with the ball of my finger tips. I feel her suck in a breath as I press my mouth to hers hard and kiss her deeper and deeper with the one goal of stealing her breath away. She moans into my mouth, which the other girl takes as a que and shoves the fake cock straight up into my firmly heald my wife in place, who can do nothing but grunt her pure lust from the very bowels of her stomach. I can feel her stomach exhale that grunt with my right hand. I momentarily pause and look at the new girls face for the first time up close with my chin resting on my wife’ shoulder. “Hey sweetheart, did you enjoy my wife?” She looks at me with a sly smile on her face and nodds slowlly. “Don’t worry, I’m a fair guy, I’ll give it back to you,” I say, and reach down and scratch the insides of her thigh right by the outside lips of her cunt, and with an evil grin say “ten fold.” She smiles back.

My wife turns to me and in a seductive voice whispers, “Her name is Faith, and I don’t think she fully understands what she’s gotten into with you showing up. Are you tired, dear?”

“Don’t worry, I have enough to give you both a run for your money,” I whisper to both of you. And to prove my point I lower myself a little and wrap my elbows under Faith’s knees and lift her ass up into the air, then I scoot my knees up under her, as I do this my wife leans forward and again wraps her hands around Faith’s nipples.

“He’s a stallion sweety, don’t be surprised if he goes through us like rag dolls.” whispers Laura into Faith’s ear, and I watch as Faith turns her head to my wife and they start makeing out agian.