Annie and I were at a party one night last summer. It was pretty warm, the music loud, the dance floor crowded and the beer flowing. Annie had not eaten before the show and it had not taken many drinks to get her past the \u2018well-behaved lady\u2019 stage and on to the \u2018party girl\u2019 she became when charged up. I\u2019d seen her slut-side emerge before and it was obviously about to take over again any minute. I loved my wife dearly \u2026 and I also loves the slut in her.<\/p>\n

We\u2019d been there about three hours and I\u2019d spent most of the night talking to friends and dancing with a couple of old flames. I was aware Annie was flitting about, talking to various people and drinking whatever anyone poured into her glass. I\u2019d see her chatting, mainly with guys, and then I\u2019d lose her in the crowd, only to spot her a little later talking, or more like flirting with someone else.<\/p>\n

Neither of us are young anymore but Annie has that inate sex appeal that has less to do with appearance and more to do with personality. She was still attractive to look at but she gave you such a \u2018come on\u2019 in conversation that guys were instantly drawn to her. I knew she was having fun, flirting for all she was worth, so I left her to enjoy the evening.<\/p>\n

A little later I went looking for her and saw her through the crowd dancing very close and sexy with a tall, young fellow. I watched as she and the guy tongue-kissed on the dance floor. When the music stopped, still in the dance embrace, they exchanged a few words, Annie nodded up at him, took his hand and led him out the back door. She was going to fuck him. I could read it in her body language.<\/p>\n

I was tempted to follow them but decided it would be better just imagining what they were doing, rather than skulking around the corner, risking being spotted by someone else at the party. Better they think I don\u2019t know what\u2019s going on than have them think I\u2019m spying on my wife cheating.<\/p>\n

Nearly 30 minutes later, Annie reappeared at the doorway, alone. Her hair was pretty messed up, her face wet with sweat, her stockings stuffed into her handbag and carrying her shoes. It must be difficult be half-wasted, just-fucked and have to try to walk straight in those \u2018fuck me\u2019 heels.<\/p>\n

\u2018Where have you been? I couldn\u2019t find you anywhere and I was worried about you.\u2019
Annie looked up at me \u2013 guilt written all over her face.
\u2018I just went for a walk. I was feeling a bit sick and thought the fresh air would do me good.\u2019
I could tell she was lying but why? Where had she really been?<\/p>\n

As she turned to look for her drink the light shone on her tight black, spaghetti strap tank top. There were several spots on it \u2013 milky spots, glistening in the light. My groin twitched.
\u2018What\u2019s that on your blouse?\u2019
Wobbling unsteadily on her feet, Annie looked down and stared for a moment at the sticky blobs.
\u2018Don\u2019t know,\u2019 she lied. \u2018Something must have dripped on me.\u2019 Hah! Something dripped on her alright. More like \u2018blew\u2019 on her.
\u2018Was there someone with you?\u2019 I said.
\u2018Mmm. One of the guys at the party followed me. He said he was concerned about me.\u2019
\u2018Looks like he took care of you pretty well,\u2019 I said.
Annie just looked down at her feet, trying to hide the guilt in her face.
Maybe a lot of guys would get mad with this situation but I loved the game of slowly getting her to confess she\u2019d been fucked. It was a self-inflicted tease for me; she looked so guilty and her vain attempts to lie, like a schoolgirl caught smoking behind the sports shed, only heightened my excitement.
\u2018That\u2019s cum on your top isn\u2019t it?\u2019
\u2026 \u2018No,\u2019 still hiding her eyes.
\u2018You sucked someone\u2019s dick didn\u2019t you?\u2019
\u2026 \u2018No.\u2019
\u2018And I bet you fucked him too.\u2019
Long pause, looking sheepishly aside, \u2026 \u2018No.\u2019<\/p>\n

As Annie stood mutely, chewing her bottom lip nervously, I slid my hand under her skirt and between her legs. Her panties were gone, stockings off, and her cunt was very wet and slippery. She stood still, frozen with the reality of her guilt.
With two fingers I scooped some juice from her cunt, sniffed it and ran my fingers under her nose.
\u2018Well whatever dripped on your shirt must\u2019ve run down between your legs.\u2019
Sheepish silence. A coy look up at me.
\u2018Annie, we both know it\u2019s cum; a man\u2019s cum. You\u2019ve sucked a cock and fucked someone and it\u2019s OK. I\u2019m not angry. I love you Honey and I love it when the slut in you takes over. The dreamy, wanton look on your face as you looked into his eyes and walked out holding hands told the story. It said \u2018I want to fuck you \u2013 now \u2013 somewhere \u2013 anywhere. I want to feel your cock inside me, hot and throbbing. I want to feel you cum inside me.\u2019<\/p>\n

Annie looked up at me, saying nothing but appealing for my understanding and acceptance. I drew her to me, hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead, still sweaty from her exertions.
She looked up at me and kissed my lips \u2013 short pecking taps \u2013 and pressed her mound against me. Her manner changed; the flirting slut was re-emerging.
\u2018You\u2019re not angry are you? Your dick is very hard.\u2019 she said, rubbing it slowly through my pants. \u2018Do you want to fuck me too? Do you want to slide inside me and feel his sticky cum against your dick?\u2019
The coy and guilty wife had slipped away again and Annie the slut was back. God it made me so hard it hurt.
\u2018Yes, desperately. Take me to where you fucked him and I will fuck you there too.\u2019
Annie drove her tongue into my open mouth, grabbed my hand and led me around the house behind all the parked cars.<\/p>\n

She stopped by a silver Mercedes, hiked her skirt up, slid back along the bonnet and spread her beautiful legs wide.
\u2018Come on big boy. Fuck me while I\u2019m hot. I want you inside me.\u2019
I undid my jeans and Annie reached for my dick, threading it through her matted pubic hair and wiping it up and down her slippery slit before and guiding it into her gaping cunt.
As I settled into a vigorous humping motion, punctuated by Annie\u2019s lustful grunts, I noticed there was a man sitting in the front seat, watching us. A woman\u2019s head suddenly rose up from his lap and after a moment\u2019s pause, disappeared below the dashboard again, then bobbed up and down rhythmically. His eyes closed over and I continued to pump into Annie\u2019s willing body. <\/p>\n

I could feel the other guy\u2019s cum squishing around my dick and start to run out and over my balls and down onto Annie\u2019s twitching arse crack. Within minutes, the excitement of the moment took over and, grunting like a pig, I blasted all I had into her as she thrust her cunt hard against me, clutched my neck, and rammed her tongue halfway down my throat. We lay there a few minutes, panting and gasping, then stood up, straightened our clothes and started to walk back to the party.<\/p>\n

As we passed the window of the car we had just fucked on, the guy inside wound the window down \u2013 with the woman still bobbing up and down on him.
\u2018Hey man,\u2019 he called out. \u2018Can I have the next go with that slut? She\u2019s fuck\u2019n hot man. I\u2019ve been in this car for two hours and you\u2019re the fourth guy that\u2019s fucked her on the bonnet! Judging by the wedding ring on her finger, some lucky bastard will get her home tonight with Christ-knows how many loads in her. Hope he likes sloppy seconds.\u2019
I smiled and squeezed Annie\u2019s hand.
\u2018Yeah man, he loves it. She\u2019s all yours when you\u2019re ready.\u2019<\/p>\n