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My wife (35F) and I (33M) have been married for 9 years and have 4 kids together. A few months back, I went on a boys trip to the ocean. One of the nights out, the boys and I got hammered and picked up a group of girls at the bar, enjoying their night out. They were there on a bachelorette party. We went to their apartment and played a game of charades. One thing led to another and I made out with and fucked one of the girls.
When I woke up the next morning, my buddies were joking with me and telling me about all the things I did the night prior. I didn’t remember any of it. When they told me, I was in disbelief. My heart sunk as they showed me video evidence of the make out session. They then told me that we went into a bed room and could hear us having sex.
I felt horrible. The guilt ate me up inside and ruined the remainder of my trip. The moment I got home, I hugged my kids and wife, then talked to my wife privately, telling her everything.
She cried hysterically and left for a few hours. After weeks of apologizing and begging her to not get a divorce, we came up with a solution.
1: If we were to get a divorce, we’d get it after the kids were 18, lest we deal with custody issues, broken family, etc.
2: She would have to sleep with another man to get even with me.
I agreed to the terms, and after weeks of deliberation, she decided that she wanted to have a MFM threesome with me and another guy.
We agreed that the guy had to be random and we’d never see him again (just like the girl I fucked).
I agreed. Our initial plan was to go on vacation and go to a bar where she’d pick up a random guy who we’d have “join” us. If that didn’t work, we’d think of something else.
(My wife is gorgeous, and despite having 4 kids, she maintains her body well. I had no doubt that we’d have to resort to a plan B option).
We went to Tennessee and went to the bars on Broadway (for those who are familiar). My wife wore a white sundress with cowgirl boots. She was receiving all kinds of looks.
We separated and I watched her from afar as she stood at the bar, alone. Within a matter of minutes, she was being hit on. After a time, she found someone who she was attracted to and started flirting with him. My heart sank as they danced, and eventually started making out. She’d occasionally look at me to ensure I was watching.
After they danced, they talked and eventually made their way over to me. She introduced us and told me that she told him (Mark) about the ordeal, to which he agreed.
We ordered a Lyft and rode back to the apartment. My heart thumped as he sat in between us, holding our hands.
We went back to our apartment, where she instructed us to strip naked, whilst she remained clothed. We did as instructed.
She stroked both of us simultaneously, and made out with him. When we were hard, she got on her knees and deep throated both of our cocks, saturating them with saliva.
She grabbed us by our cocks and led us to the bed where she instructed him to strip her. He did so and laid her on the bed. I attempted to join, but she told me that I was to watch as he ate her out, her cowgirl boots still on.
There was a part of me that was turned on by this notion, as I stroked myself whilst watching.
She rested her legs on his shoulders as he ate her pussy. She looked at me as she moaned and grabbed his hair. Eventually, her body jolted as she came in his mouth.
She then got on all fours and faced me as he began to mount her. She gasped as he inserted his cock into her, her butt cheeks clapped against hips as he backed her ass into him. She stared into my eyes, her mouth agape, as she screamed with pleasure, cumming on his cock.
She beckoned me over as I inserted my rock hard cock in her mouth as he continued to take her, her moans muffled by my cock.
After she came again, she instructed me to lay face up on the bed. I did as she asked. We both gasped as she sat on my cock, riding me. Moments later, Mark puts his hand on her back, bending her slightly towards me, as he enters her ass.
She screamed at the top of her lungs as we simultaneously entered her. She came on me. Moments later, I came in her pussy. And moments after that, Mark came in her ass.
Her and Mark were sweating profusely and panting.
After I came, my post but clarity hit me. What once turned me on, now made me spiral into despair.
Mark left shortly after. I slept on the floor that night, receiving no sympathy from her (Understandably).
It’s been a week now. And I’m still recovering from it.
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