It’s been a couple of years since the events of my last story.

Jackie and I moved from our dinky apartment to a cozy condo in the middle of suburbia. I’m still unaware that she fucked her ex, who knows how many times, at the old apartment. However, he had been out of the picture awhile and life moved on as it does.

Jackie nabbed a new job at a call center where she has made some new girlfriends. These girls are living the single life, in constant communication with multiple guys at once. They love to club, party, and flirt. Jackie sees the type of texts they receive and it’s unsurprisingly dicks of all shapes and sizes. These new friends unexpectedly spark up our sex life as Jackie experiences some vicarious excitement of the single lifestyle. I was oblivious to the impact it would have on Jackie’s impulsiveness.

Soon after, this new group invites Jackie to a "kick-back" at a house a few cities over. Jackie tells me it's a girl's thing, asking me if she can go. "Of course," I say, all I wanted to do that night was get high, play my PS3, and knock out. I kiss Jackie as she leaves. She is wearing jeans, a shirt, and a stylish jacket, nothing out of the ordinary. My evening itinerary goes as planned and I knock out a couple hours later.

Jackie and her friends arrive at the kick-back house to find a full blown party. Half the people in attendance have dicks, so much for a girl's night. About four red solo cups filled with rum later, Jackie finds herself hitting it off with a guy. All her friends found distractions of their own, leaving Jackie by herself with Frank. Frank is tall, lean, handsome and smooth with conversation. Jackie is laughing at every other sentence, constantly squeezing Frank's strong arms. Frank grabs Jackie's hand from off his shoulder and leads her to an empty bedroom. As the door closes behind Jackie, she asks Frank what he's doing. Frank answers by pulling Jackie's face into his lips, she kisses back without hesitation.

Frank is a great kisser, putting Jackie in a buzzed and horny trance. Jackie isn't holding back as she pushes her tongue against Frank's, biting his bottom lip as she pulls away. Frank unbuttons Jackie's jeans and she kicks them off from around her ankles. Jackie's wearing a forest green thong that her milky white bubble butt has devoured. The green is darker at her pussy. Frank gently presses his hand into the wetness and kisses Jackie. He reaches around and gets two handfuls of Jackie's ass cheeks while he nibbles at her neck. Frank whispers into Jackie's ear that he wants her.

Jackie is having angel and devil on the shoulder debate inside her head. It has been years since she last cheated on me and she is starting to feel guilty. She's already cheated though. Her lips are puffy from making out and her wetness is still on Frank's fingertips. Jackie feels bad thinking about me at home by myself, yet feels bad for Frank that she's brought him this far. Jackie chooses the half measure as a comprise to her own reasonableness compass.

Jackie tells Frank to pull down his pants and have a seat on the bed. She really wanted to see Frank's dick after all. His cock is hard, pointing eagerly at the ceiling. Its about six inches and thick atop of swollen balls. Jackie drops to her knees, leans in, and takes it all into her mouth. Frank looks down to see the green fabric of her panties perfectly framing her ass. He puts his right hand to the back of Jackie's bobbing head, moving with her rhythm. He doesn't last long. Jackie swallows all of Frank's cum to avoid clean up. Jackie had never swallowed for me. Jackie dresses and leaves the party shortly after.

She curled about up next me in our bed and slept without a second thought.

When Jackie confessed to this she told me that sucking dick is low on the infidelity hierarchy, thinking she chose a lesser evil. I believe that it may very well be at the top considering she was sexually pleasing another man and receiving nothing in return.