Married women caught by her husband having affair with another man – South Africa would love this one

I returned from a month-long business trip a week early. The customer was ecstatic with the early go-live schedule, and my bosses were so happy that the customer so impressed with the implementation of our product that they had given me the extra week off. In the rush to get back home, I had forgotten my cell phone in the hotel, so I couldn’t call my wife to let her know I was on my way home early, which was fine, since I wanted to surprise her anyway. I had decided that we could take the week as a spur-of-the-moment vacation.

I got to my house around 9 pm. As I walked in the door, I found something very odd. My wife was usually a very tidy person, but I noticed some clothes lying on the floor. I made my way back to our bedroom, concerned that perhaps Karen wasn’t feeling well. As I reached for the bedroom door knob, my hand froze. I could hear voiced on the other side.

“Oh, yes!” I could hear Karen moaning. “Pound it in there! Just like that! Give me that big cock!”

For a minute, I was completely confused. Had I entered the wrong house? No, my key opened the front door. Was this someone else? No, I definitely recognized Karen’s sultry voice. Then I heard another voice, a man’s voice.

“Do you like that cock, baby? I’m getting close; do you want that big load of jizz deep inside your pussy?” I didn’t recognize his voice, but I definitely recognized the sound of a man pounding into a woman on a bed, our bed.

I had just the slightest flash of jealousy, but it was immediately replaced with overwhelming lust. My cock was harder than it had been in a long time, as I stood there listening to my wife getting her pussy thrashed, my right hand on the doorknob, the other rubbing my hard dick through my slacks.

“OH, GOD!” I heard both of them yell in unison. I heard grunts of pleasure from both of them, then a couple of seconds later, one of the bodies falling onto the bed. I could envision both of them collapsed next to each other. I still couldn’t move. My mind was racing at a thousand miles an hour. How long had this gone on? Was she in love with this guy? Was she leaving me? I had no idea what to think. Then I heard the man talking again.

“Hey, baby. Do you want to move to my place before your loser husband gets back?” My heart just about stopped. Did she really think I was a loser? Was I about to lose my wife to a stranger?

“Sam, this has been fun, but that’s all it is. I’m not leaving my husband for you or anyone else.” My heart just about leapt up into my throat. Relief flooded over me.

“Why would you want to stay with such a worthless asshole? He can’t even keep you satisfied in bed. I could keep you satisfied.” His guy was just about to get on my nerves. I started to lean into the door, to walk in and confront him, when my wife piped up.

“Sam, trust me on this. It would take years of work for you to be half the man that Mike is. This has been fun, but it only happened because I was so horny because I missed him so much. Don’t think that this is going to be a regular thing.” Wow! My wife really cut this guy to the bone. A smile of pride at how my wife took this guy down a notch started to spread across my face.

“You little cock tease bitch!” Sam yelled. “If your husband was here, I’d show you both what a little bitch he is, you fucking cunt!” Just as I opened the door to intervene, I heard a resounding “WHACK!” as a flat hand met flesh, and hear Karen cry out in pain. As I walked into the room, I saw Karen bouncing off the mattress, as Sam pulled his hand back for another strike, this time closed fisted. As his body shifted to deliver the strike, I caught his right arm with my left hand. Instead of his fist moving toward my wife’s face, his whole body swung around to face me. As it did, I reach up with my right hand and grabbed his throat, walked him back two paces and slammed him against the wall. My narrow eyes, filled with fiery rage, met his, wide with fear. We stared at each other for about 3 or 4 seconds, with me contemplating just how badly I wanted to beat the shit out of this guy. Then I felt a warm stream running down my leg. I glanced down just in time to see the last of Sam’s piss dribbling out of his shrunken dick to land on his own foot. Disgusted, I let go of his throat, grabbed him by the ear, and practically dragged him to the front door. I yanked open the door, and pitched him out onto the front lawn, his body skittering in the wet grass. He cowered on the ground, staring into my eyes, still filled with rage and disgust.

“What about my clothes!” He whined.

“Buy some new ones!” I growled, slamming the door. Somehow, I didn’t think that Sam would give us any more trouble tonight.

As I walked back to the bedroom, I could hear Karen sobbing into her pillow. She had scooted up to lay on her side of the bed, lay on her side facing away from me, her shoulders shuttering as she sobbed. A newfound rage grabbed my stomach and I found myself torn between comforting her and going out and beating the crap out of Sam again. Of course, my wife won. She always does. I would do anything for her, I love her so much. Plus, I was still not sure what was going on, if she was badly hurt or if she was thinking about leaving me, which terrified me down to my bones.

I lay down behind her, my hand gently resting on her shivering shoulder. “Karen, are you okay? Did he hurt you?” She didn’t move, she just sobbed even harder. “Baby, are you hurt?” I asked again, starting to get worried that Sam had really hurt her.

As I pulled slightly at her shoulder to turn her over, she flung herself at me, wrapping her arm around my chest, burying her face in my shoulder. “Please don’t leave me!” She sobbed. “I’m so sorry! I love you so much! Please don’t leave me!” She wailed, her whole body shaking.

“It’s okay, sweetie. I’m not going anywhere.” I softly whispered, hugging her close. We laid like that for probably 10 or 15 minutes, with Karen softly pleading for me to stay, and me whispering to her that she had nothing to worry about.

She finally lifted her head, looking me in the eye. “What? You won’t leave me?” Hope crossed her face. “I promise I’ll never do it again. I was just so lonely with you gone so long. But it doesn’t matter how long you are gone again, I’ll never be unfaithful again, I promise!” She moved up to hug me, cheek to cheek. I nuzzled into her neck, feeling the blood in my veins starting to boil with lust. I started kissing her neck, moving up to just below her ear. Karen started to moan softly, and I could feel her heartbeat and breath start to quicken. I moved to kiss her cheek, tasting the salt of her drying tears, and then she pulled back slightly, so that we could kiss. The passion was incredible. I had to have this woman right now. I rolled her over onto her back, stripping off my shirt and kicking off my shoes. I kissing back down her neck to her beautiful heaving breasts, moving slowly from one breast to the other, licking all around the nipple until finally sucking on each in turn causing Karen to gasp in ecstasy.

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