Maybe 2 weeks later, during which time the ½ hour arrivals late from work continued, she started a big fight with me on a Saturday afternoon, again over nothing, then announced she was ” going out” that evening.
She took a long bath, and then went in to the bedroom; I waited a few minutes then went in and lay on the bed hoping to talk her out of going. She had on a blue see through bra and panty set I had never seen before. She looked SO HOT. Her nipples were bigger than I had ever seen them, and I could see her slit thorough the panties. I watched her getting ready, and made small talk as she put on some perfume, and then as she now stood in front of the mirror with just a turtle neck on, but no pants yet, her sexy round perfect ass, the crack fully visible through the transparent panties, she slowly brushed her shoulder length brown hair.
I said “you look like you’re getting ready for a date, not just drinks with friends”
“It’s just some friends from work going for a drink.” She replied.
We both looked down at her hard nipples easily pushing through the transparent sheer bra, and the white turtle neck and then back up into each others eyes in the mirror. I knew she was lying, and she was preparing herself for him. I had such a hard on, as we both knew she was going to cuckold me again, and end up in bed with him tonight, but outwardly it was unspoken.
She finished dressing by wiggling her perfect butt into a tight pair of jeans, and left.
I whacked my hard-on several times that night imagining him undressing her and taking her over and over, and her doing things to him and with him that she would never do with me, sucking his huge cock, swallowing his cum, maybe letting him fuck her ass.
I guess I didn’t realize how strong her sex drive could be, and how much she needed to be pursued, seduced, and fucked by a man with a large cock. The slow realization of what was happening, and how she became his instead of mine was an intense experience, and he did occasionally mark her neck with hickeys, which she did a poor job of hiding…or was that on purpose she let me see them?
She and I began to have sex less often, when we did, she’d close her eyes and I knew she was thinking of him. Once I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of her playing with herself, I never let her know I was awake. She was slowly stroking her pussy, with her knees up in the air and her legs wide open. The sloshy, sounds became so loud because of the silence of night, I wanted to roll on top of her and give her my full minute’s worth of unsatisfying cock so bad, but she had never let me see her touch herself, so I made sure I didn’t move or breathe.
After a few minutes, she she had an orgasm, it was such a rush lying there next to her, listening discreetly, pleasuring herself, imagining it has him touching her.
They got together for a few more overnight times before it ended, like tonight, and I knew when she was going to see him, and that made me so hard, but the next detailed encounter I know about is probably best for the next story.