Ted broke the hand clasping to rub Yvonne’s breasts. Becky was thinking, “That bastard! He never does anything with me but the missionary position!”
The Ted called out, “Come on! You’re killing me. Fuck my brains out like you did last time.”
Yvonne laughed and raised herself up until Ted’s penis was almost out. Then she thrust back down forcefully. She repeated that action several times. Then she began shouting, “Oh,” repeatedly and more forcefully. As she did, the up and down movement stopped, and she began thrusting her hips forward and back in a frenzied move toward orgasm.
Finally, Ted gave out a shout and grabbed Yvonne’s hips, pulling her pussy around his penis and making the greatest penetration possible as he came. Becky watched as Yvonne collapsed on the bed she and Ted shared. Ted then rose up and put his mouth on Yvonne’s pussy and began to lick her. “The bastard,” Becky thought. “He hasn’t gone down on me since the honeymoon.”
Becky turned away from the door and slipped out of the house as quietly as she had entered. She got into her car and closed the garage door and drove back to the capital. When she got there, she called Ted and said, “Hi honey. My flight’s been cancelled, so I’m just going to stay here tonight at the Mariott. I’ll do some shopping tomorrow and will be home tomorrow night. Are you okay?”
Ted said, “Yeah, I got a burger downtown, came straight home, and fell asleep in the recliner. I just came upstairs and am going to bed now.” Through the phone, Becky heard a commode flush in the background but said nothing.
The next day, Becky bought some items that she wouldn’t have been able to find in Watacoochee County. She also had her cell phone video transferred to a jump drive. Then she drove back home. When Ted got home, she told him that she was sick so that he wouldn’t come upstairs reeking of scotch and start pulling her panties off. They weren’t coming off again, at least not for him.
During the day Friday, Becky made some other preparations, and then welcomed Ted home. They had dinner as usual. Then Becky asked Ted if he ever watched any porn. He lied and said no. She knew it was a lie because she had seen receipts from stores where he had bought DVD’s.
Becky said, “Well, I’ve got one you’re going to love. This is going to be a night to remember.” Ted could not imagine what was about to happen. Becky had dressed in sexy outfits before, but she had never done anything kinky or even what could be called risqué. She had just been a loving wife who wanted to please her husband.
Ted settled down in front of the TV while Becky switched the electronics to make the TV serve as a monitor. Suddenly, the picture of Yvonne riding Ted’s dick flashed on the screen, and the action began.
Ted was speechless momentarily. When he began to try to talk his way out of the evidence, the new Becky lowered the Boom.
“Teddy, boy,” she began. She had never called him Teddy, much less Teddy boy. The shock of her words were more chilling that the video which was still playing with the sound muted.