Payback Gone Wrong, Then right?

PAYBACK GONE WRONG, THEN RIGHT? by SmkyTheBr Isn't it amazing that it takes years to get to a place where your comfortable in your life, and how everything can change in the blink of an eye. I was on top of the world thinking I had it all, and all it took was ninety minutes to ruin everything. I decided to take Monday off after a long Saturday. I put in a bid to buy the company I work for, MacGreggar Aviation, doing helicopter repair and maintenance, and I had my vasectomy reversed. My wife knew of the first appointment but not the second, not that it would have mattered any way. She was taking the kids to see her parents for Saturday and Sunday, or so I thought, so I had a quiet weekend and time to recover enough so she wouldn't notice I was walking funny. She was up and had the boys off to school before I had gotten out of bed which seemed kind of odd. She must have been planning a busy day at work. I wanted the vasectomy reversal to be a surprise because when I had it done I didn't want any more kids and she wanted to try once more for a girl. I did it without discussing it with her because I knew we'd end up arguing. So to try and lessen the blow I had the reversible one, just in case. She was as mad as I've ever seen her when she found out. She wouldn't say more than 2 words to me for more than a week. The life altering events started when I got a call from the owner of the company saying that he'd gotten a better offer than mine and was selling the company to them instead of me. I asked him what the other buyer offered, when he told me I knew I couldn't come up with enough to match the offer, so I thanked him and told him I'd fax him my resignation. Which I did immediately. He tried to talk me out of it saying the new owner didn't want to lose any of his current employee's. I told him my mind was made up, if I couldn't own the company I didn't want to stay and work for someone else. Anyway 20 minutes after I got that call something else happened. I didn't mention to my wife that I would be home when she got home at lunch. Ahh, my wife, Jennifer, five feet five inches, 125 lbs, auburn hair, green eyes, a killer body with grapefruit sized tits with nipples that would make pencil erasers jealous and a beautiful heart shaped ass. She works part time for my best friend, Jack Whitman. He and I were in the service together. We didn't start off as friends, I'm a white guy and he is black, but we became best friends after we got to know each other. I had his back and he had mine on several occasions. I would trust this guy with my life, and I recommended my wife to him when he told me he was looking for someone part time to help with his books and business affairs, my wife has a degree in business. When we were still in the service I spent many a night eating with him and his wife Sara and their two kids. I don't know what ethnicity Sara is but she's really exotic looking. They were like my family, I would have done anything for them. So I'm down in my basement workroom downloading pictures from my camera into my computer when I hear my wife come home. I went to the bottom of the stairs and was about to announce my presence when I hear a man's voice telling her what a great pair if tits she has, and I knew that voice, it was my best friends voice. As I'm listening at the bottom of the stairs I hear the unmistakable sound of heavy breathing and kissing. I never thought that my wife would ever cheat on me for any reason, and certainly not with my best friend. I heard them break their kiss and my wife say," Lets get up stairs to the bedroom before things get out of hand down here. I don't want to be fucking on the floor again, my ass had rug burns on it afterwards and I was sore for a week after we did that. I had to beg off sex with Joe for a couple of days until it went away. Besides the kids won't be home for a couple of hours and Joe won't be home for at least an hour after the kids so we have plenty of time and we may as well be comfortable." He said, "Great, I like the sound of that." As they started up the stairs I grabbed my camera and set it for video mode, I wanted hard evidence for when I took the cheating bitch to court and filed for divorce. I thought Jacks wife might need a copy as well. I snuck up to the first floor and switched on the camera. The first thing I saw was my wife's blouse and bra on the floor, then a sport coat and shirt on the back of a chair. At the bottom of the stairs I found his pants and her skirt. At the top of the stairs were the rest of their clothes. I crept down the hall towards the bedroom with the camera held in front of me so I could focus in on any action that might be going on. As I neared our bedroom I could hear slurping and sucking noises so I knew they were already into it. I had my back against the opposite wall so I couldn't be seen from the bed, and held the camera around the corner so I could see what they were doing on the small built in screen. Right around the corner of the door is my wife's dresser, so I placed the camera on it slightly behind the lamp that sits there but still in a position to capture all the action. They were engaged in a heated sixty-nine with my wife sucking his cock like she hadn't seen one in awhile. He was eating her pussy while she was grinding it onto his face. As I was standing there watching the action I couldn't help wonder why? When it came to cock size he must have been behind me in line because from what I'd seen in the service and what I was seeing now I am bigger and thicker than he is. The other thing that came into my mind was how long had they been doing this, and did I ever kiss her after she'd sucked his cock, did she let me eat her pussy after they'd fucked and how many times had I gotten sloppy seconds. The strange shit that goes through your mind when your world is falling apart. They must have sucked and ate each other for a good twenty minutes, during which my wife had several orgasms. After she came down from her third one she flipped around and mounted his cock and I noticed that he wasn't wearing a rubber. Since I'd had the vasectomy she didn't need to be ob the pill. It slid in real easy and she gave out a satisfied moan as she impaled herself on it. When she's on top she loves to control the pace. She loves to start slowly then pick up the tempo as she nears her orgasm. True to form after about five minutes of rocking on his cock slowly she sat up a little straighter and picked up her pace. She started moaning and telling her lover she was getting close. He told her to hurry because he didn't know how much longer he could hold it. He said,"here it comes baby, OH YEA, gonna fill that pussy up." "OH MY GOD, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, yea sweetie, fill my pussy, fill me up good" she cried. They both reached their orgasms, her right after he started dumping his load in her. She collapsed on top of him and I could see his sperm running out of her pussy as he went soft. He may have a smaller dick than me but his cum just kept running out of her. She said to him, 'Hmmmm I want some more of that." He replied," Well we still have plenty of time for me to fill that sweet pussy of yours up a few more times." She said," I can hardly wait, I love the feel of hot sperm spreading through my belly." As they lay there together enjoying the after glow of their mutual orgasms he asked my wife, " You gonna do it with him tonight?" She said,"Probably, I feel so naughty when he's going down on my pussy knowing that a few hours earlier you left a couple of nice loads in there and he's cleaning it up. I have such intense orgasms while he's doing it." Well I guess that answered my question, it made me want to puke. He chuckled a little and asked,"So when are we going to tell him?" She said," I don't know. I'm not looking forward to it. He's going to hate us and I don't think he'll co-operate." "No, he won't want to, but we aren't going to give him much choice in the matter are we", he said, " besides it's already to late for your part, isn't it?" "Yes it is. Well I guess I'll try and set something up for tomorrow, I'll say we are invited over to your place for a BBQ celebration, we can all tell him then." she said. It was at that point I decided to confront them, on my terms not theirs. I spoke as I walked in the bedroom door, "So what do you have to tell me? That my wife is cheating fucking slut, or that my supposed best friend who said he'd always have my back decided he'd rather put a knife in it instead, so which is it?" They both jumped and reached for the blankets to cover themselves. My wife said, " Oh my god, what are you doing here, your supposed to be at work?" I said, "I live here, remember, that's the bed I used to fucking sleep in with you, remember, I took the day off because I had a surprise for you. But it looks like you have an even bigger surprise for me. " Jack just sat there, he knew my temper and he wasn't sure what would happen if he made any kind of move. My wife said, " Honey let us get our clothes on and then we can all go down to the kitchen and discuss everything, please?" "You don't get to call me honey, or any other term of endearment ever again you worthless whore. And anything you want to talk about can be said from where your laying." I shot back. " I want to know now how the two people I t 10446 1.72/512345