Happy Wives Don't Cheat

All characters are 18 years or older.

Author's note:

I got tired of these stories where the husband can do no wrong and is the most perfect man alive. I find it kind of silly that a woman who is happy and satisfied would willingly risk her happiness for a fling. I'm sure it happens just not as often as one would think. Anyways, I wrote this story to make things even. It's a story about love and the reconciliation of a relationship. Enjoy the story. I edited it myself so when you do find an error just ignore it. I hope you this story as I enjoyed writing it. Be gentle when you write the comments.

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Happy Wives Don't Cheat

She walked up to the table with a nervous smile. She was still just as beautiful as always. Shoulder length dark red hair, blue eyes, and a small frame, yea she was the most beautiful woman on earth. Petite is what she was best described as. Not much in the way of breast or an ass, but slim and perfect. But, she wasn't supposed to be here. They promised me she wouldn't be here. I guess they lied like they have been for months. I should have known. I must be monumentally naive.

"Hi Paul, can we talk?" She was desperately trying not to cry.

"What do you want Kristy?"

"I want you back. I know I messed up. I just need to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk. Your kind of talking is me sitting and listening, while I don't get a chance to say anything. I'm done talking, especially to you." I got up and headed to our host ignoring the woman who used to be my wife.

John and Amanda had finally decided to tie the knot, and this was the reception for their wedding. They were the last of our little group to get married. Kristy and I were the first and our marriage ended six months ago. Caught her cheating. I guess I'm only good for signing checks and paying her bills.

Amanda saw me coming first and grabbed John's arm. They were talking to Aaron and Michelle. The other couple in our group. All four had promised me they weren't talking to her anymore and that she wouldn't be here. Just more lies. They lied when they said they didn't know anything about her cheating. They covered for her so she would have an alibi. Now they lied to me about her being here, even after everything that happened. The other three of them looked up and saw me coming. This was going to end here and now.

"You just had to invite her didn't you? After what she did and after how she treated me, you're still friends." I was pissed.

"Look Paul, we know you are angry but, it is time to end this cherade and get back together. We all know you still love her." Amanda was taking the lead this time.

"Yea Paul, she's learned her lesson and she won't do it again." John had to support his new bride.

"Paul it's time you swallowed your pride, manned up and got back with her." There was anger there I think. Michelle and Kristy were best friends all through high school.

"You all feel that way?" Each one knodded their heads enthusiastically. "Hmmm ok."

They all looked a little confused when I turned on my heels and made my way to the stage where a band was playing some soft rock music. I stepped up and took the mic from the lead singer. The band stopped playing and everyone turned to look at the stage, then focused on me.

"Hi everyone. My name is Paul and I would like to tell all of you about my friends John and Amanda. Not just them but Aaron and Michelle as well." I turned and smiled at them. "I call them friends, but would real friends lie to you when your wife was cheating on you. Would they cover for her when she went missing at a party for half an hour. Would they stand idly by and let your whore of a wife rake you over the coals in the divorce. Would good friends come to your defense when the wife told the judge you were an abusive and manipulative husband. Would they show sympathy when you had to give the cheating whore wife 80% of the shared assets and pay $600 in alimony. Huh, would they? Would they fuck your wife behind your back." I could see the confused look on Michelle and Amanda's face.

"Oh, hahaha, they didn't know. My ex wife over there (pointing to Kristy) was fucking my supposed best friends Aaron and John. They fucked my wife together. In a threesome no less. I guess my invitation to the party got lost. Of course their wives didn't know about it until now. Don't worry I have pictures. Michelle and Amanda shouldn't be to judgemental though. Michelle is actually how i found out about Kristy's cheating " I got a sharp look from Michelle.

"She let it slip one night when she had to much to drink that my dear faithful wife was fooling around on me. Imagine my shock, but then she realized what she said and tried to convince me other wise. I could tell she was in major damage control mode, but I wasn't buying it. That led me to finding a PI who specializes in infidelity and getting the hours of video and pictures. All of which turned out to be a waste of money considering I'm an abusive asshole now. At least that is what my ex wife told the judge at our hearing. I did get to keep the pictures though. See." I pulled out my phone and started showing pictures.

"Plus dear faithful Michelle has been fucking John for the last three months." I paused for a moment to let that sink in. John and Aaron looked pissed. Michelle looked defeated. Amanda looked like she was gonna be sick. "I guess that just leaves Amanda. Oh dear sweet Amanda, who has been screwing some guy named Ryan for at least a year. Who also when Kristy went to go fuck some guy in the bathroom, tried to come on to me as a distraction. I turned her down of course, because I loved my wife. She probably didn't really mean it though. Who wants to fuck the fat guy right. Wait a minute, I'm not a fat guy anymore. It's amazing how having your guts ripped out by your four best friends and your wife will do wonders for your diet."

"We're not done yet though. No now my ex wife wants me back. The abusive, manipulative, fat, little dicked husband is wanted by his ex wife. Why oh why? I thought she was happy to have me out of her life. She has most of my money. She has my house and my car. What the fuck could she want me back for? Let's ask her. Well hunny want to explain why you want me back?"

I handed her the mic and just stared at her. She was front and center this time. She was shaking she was so scared. She almost looked like she would chicken out. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When they opened she had a new look of determination. There was still fear but it was under control.

"Paul, I love you. I made the biggest mistake of my life when I cheated on you. I hurt you, I caused you pain, and I betrayed you in the worst way. What is worse I made you pay for something that I did. I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am. I have no idea how I will make it up to you. I don't know how I can get you to trust me again, but I will spend the rest of my life trying. Even if you don't want me anymore, I'm going to try. I'll do anything you ask me to do."

"Anything?"

"Anything!" I dropped the mic and thought for a second.

"Give me a blowjob. This time though you swallow everything like you have been doing for all your other lovers." She smiled and grabbed my hand and started to walk off. She looked back a little confused when I didn't move.

"No, I mean right here in front of everybody. You want my forgiveness. You want to be together. You say you love me. Then start showing me in front of all these people."

Kristy looked around nervously. I caught her off guard with my request. With only a moment's hesitation she dropped to her knees and started on my buckle. When she had the zipper down and my fly open, she reached in to fish out my cock. When she slipped it from it's confines she was looked a little shocked. I picked up the mic again.

"What's the matter dear?"

"It's bigger than I remember. It's like you grew three inches."

"Not really, it's what happens when you lose a lot of weight. Your cock looks bigger because it isn't hidden by fat." I explained.

"Wow, I'm not sure I can get this all in."

"You don't know how much I enjoyed you saying that. Now suck dear." John came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Paul, don't make her do this. It's my wedding night."

"Don't fucking touch me again you piece of shit." His hand instantly moved from my shoulder. "If you touch me again, I'll show your parents over ther that picture I have of you and Aaron giving my wife a double stuffing." He looked at me in surprise.

"Yea you asshole, I got film of that too. Looks like it's to late though. Amanda already knows about it now." Amanda and even Michelle looked pissed. I turned my attention back to the woman holding my cock. She looked frightened.

"Don't worry about it baby. Just suck." She didn't waste another second and started licking the head of my cock. This was actually the first blow job I was gonna get from Kristy. I had eaten her out plenty of times, but she refused to give me oral. Kind of stingy if you ask me. Imagine how pissed I was when I found out she did it for all her other lovers.

Anyways, she started licking the head gently pulling back the skin (still have my foreskin). When she got it all nice and slick she pulled back a little and smiled. Then she popped the whole head into her mouth. The feeling was fucking amazing. A year of only my right hand and now I was finally getting something that should have been mine in the first place.

She began to pump slowly, trying to take me deeper with each stroke. I'll never forget the feeling when I entered her throat which was magnified by a thousand. I was already close and told her so.

"So soon?" She sounded disappointed.

"Sorry baby. Haven't had a woman touch me in over a year."

"Really, no girlfriends or anybody?"

"Nobody."

"Oh goodness, what have I done." She took me back into her mouth and started pumping faster.

Tears were flowing down her cheeks. I couldn't be sure but I think they were tears of regret. Faster and faster she went. Soon just the head of my cock was in her mouth and she started jerking me with her right hand. I looked up to see all the shocked faces and even some smiling faces. I looked back down at Kristy and met her eyes. That is when I lost it and exploded in her mouth. With a loud grunt I emptied my cum into her. She swallowed all that I gave her. I knees were weak and I almost lost my footing the orgasm was so strong. When my convulsions stopped, she kept licking my cock clean.

There was actually a round of applause for our little display. She stood up and I kissed her deeply. I could taste the remnants of my cum in her mouth, but I didn't care. She obviously wasn't used to it and looked at me weird.

"Most guys don't like to kiss girls after she swallows his load."

"I'm not most guys."

"I can see that now. What a fool I have been. What's next?" She smiled.

I whispered something into her ear and she nodded excitedly. She liked my idea of getting revenge on the two assholes still staring at us. She walked over to the two ladies with me close behind.

"Michelle, Amanda, are you still my friends?"

"Yes, we are. Hoes before bros." They all started laughing.

"Will you help me bring my husband back to me?"

"We'll do anything to help."

"Anything?"

"Anything!" They both smiled looked at me.

"Paul has a fantasy of fucking three girls at once. He wants us three to make that happen. Will you do that for us?"

"Yes we will! When?" Amanda was getting even more excited. I guess she figured turn about is fair play.

"Right now. He wants us right now."

John rushed forward and shoved me. He was a little pissed. I don't think he knew what he was getting into.

"You can't have my wife on our wedding night."

"I can't huh. You didn't seem to care about my marriage when you fucked my wife."

"Look Paul, I'm sorry, but this is our wedding night. I won't allow it." He tried to stare me down, but I wasn't flinching.

"This is going to happen, and it is going to keep happening until I am satisfied. If you try to stop me I am gonna whip your ass. Then I am gonna sue you for alienation of affection. I will own your ass." I guess the anger got the better of him cause he swung at me.

I easily dodged his clumsy attempt. He wasn't so lucky. I caught him dead in the diaphragm. He lost his breath and his footing. While he was on the ground gasping for air I knelt down close to his ear.

"I'm gonna fuck your wife for as I want. She is going to move in with me until I'm done with her you got that. If so much as talk to her once I'll ruin you. Everything you own will be mine. I doubt she will want to stay with a piece of shit with no money like you. Don't worry. I'll treat her much better than you treated my wife you little fucktard." I stood up and looked at Aaron. "Am going to have any trouble out you?" Aaron shook his head no.

"Good, you get the same deal as he does. Your wife moves in with me until I'm done with her. You try to contact her and you will be destitute." I said calmly turning to John. "Plus if you try anything I'll send this picture of you two to every person you know. I'll block out my wife's face, but you two will be front and center. I'm sure your mother's would be very disappointed in their son's activities."

I tuned to the three girls behind me. They were shocked that I had ended John's attempt to stop me so easily.

"I forgot to mention that I lost weight by joining a gym that trains boxers. Been training for seven months. Do you agree to the terms I set for them?" Amanda looked at her now husband with disdain.

"When do I move in?"

"Tonight. I have a years worth of pent up sexual frustration to get rid of. How about you, Michelle?" She walked up to Aaron.

"You wouldn't even try to fight for me. I know you would probably get your ass kicked, but at least you could have tried. I've lost every bit of respect I had for you." She turned to me. "I'll do it. Only problem is, I won't have a husband for very much longer."

"You can stay with us for as long as you want." Kristy seemed enthusiastic about having her two best friends moving in with us.

"OK let's go. Oh and Amanda. Bring the dress. I've got another fantasy of fucking my friend's wife in her wedding dress." Amanda smiled and we walked through the crowd of people out to the car.

"What's the plan?" Asked Kristy.

"Get an annulment and move on." The three of them started laughing at Amanda's joke.

"No I meant, for tonight. What is the plan?"

"Get some cloths for a couple days. Then spend the next few days making Paul's dreams come true. I think he has suffered enough."

"Can't we get some clothes later. Watching you give Paul that blow job in front of all those people really made me hot." I was gonna really like fucking Amanda in her wedding dress.

"Clothes first, then we are going back to our old house. You still live there right?"

"Yes, though it has been very lonely since you left. I am glad you are coming back with me."

"I didn't ever expect to be going back. In fact I'm not really sure I want to. I know I said I would give you this chance, and I still intend to..."

I trailed off. The pain was creeping back again. It was seeping back into my heart. I had to stop for a second. So much had happened in the last few minutes that I wasn't sure what I was doing anymore. Luckily Kristy knew what I was thinking.

"Then let's not go there. We'll go somewhere else. Let's go to your dad's cabin by the lake. It's big enough and it's secluded. We can practically do whatever we want. Why don't we split up and meet back at your place Paul. Then we can head to the cabin."

"That's a good idea, but I'm not letting you out of my sight."

"Then I'll ride with you. Girls, you take my car. Meet us at Paul's place in an hour. Then we'll take Paul's car to the cabin." She handed Michelle her keys and we split up.

Kristy slid into the passenger seat and watched as I got into the driver's side. I started the car and tore out of the parking lot. I must have had a worried look on my face.

"Paul, I know you are taking a huge risk by doing this. I can't tell you how happy you are making me. I know nothing is certain and this might all be pointless, but I am still happy you are giving me this chance."

We made it to the house in record time. We went in and she packed two suitcases of clothes. She even packed some sexy nities. We were back in the car in about ten minutes. On the way there, Kristy decided to get a head start on the other girls. She quickly leaned down and undid my zipper again. Before I could protest my cock was in her mouth again. She was sucking like a woman possessed. I was about to cum when we pulled into my lot. Kristy sat up and pulled up her dress. She slipped off the pink thong she had covering her pussy. I didn't have time to think before she was in my lap facing me. She kissed me deeply distracting me from what she had planned.

"I won't let them have you first. I was a fool once, but not anymore." With that she impaled herself on my hard cock. I went in deep, and she gasped at the sensation.

"Oh fuck, that feels amazing. I can't believe..." She couldn't finish the sentence.

We locked eyes and she began to cry. I could see the remorse on her face. The utter regret flooding her eyes. She was lost in the sorrow. To finally see her pain was surprising. It caught me off guard and what was more surprising was that my pain began to melt away. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a passionate kiss. I wanted nothing more than to ease her pain. I could feel the hot tears as they stung my cheeks. I was determined now. This misery we were in was going to end tonight, and I was going to reclaim what was mine.

I thrust up in to her warm deapths. She was tight and her walls squeezed my cock. With my initial thrust I bumped into something deep in side her. I thought I must be hitting her cervix. I wanted to be careful not to hurt her so I continued with gentle rocking of my hips. It gave the motion she desired. The top of my cock was grinding her clit while the head of my cock gently nudged her insides. Her sobs turned to moans. Soon she was rocking with me and she even began a slow bounce on the in strokes. She sat up straight and looked deep into my eyes.

"You are so deep. Never been that deep before. I'm about to cum. Never knew it could be this good, this passionate, this amazing." She was gasping for breath as our pace increased.

She just stared into my eyes and I could tell she was just at the edge. I pulled her dress away from her breast and took a nipple into my mouth and nibbled it gently. She violently sucked in a breath and convulsed in my lap. Her finger nails dug into my skin. She was erupting in pleasure. I felt a huge surge of pride knowing I did that for her.

"Oh my... never cum that hard before. Don't stop, it's gonna happen again. Oh, oh, oh bigger this time."

Her finger nails once again clawing at my skin. I'm sure I was going to have marks after this. She let out a loud moan that I had never heard from her before. Then I felt my crotch being flooded with her cum. Did I just make her squirt? I never knew she could do that. After she calmed down from her erotic high, she looked at me with a surprised smile.

"What the fuck was that? That was so intense. Did I just squirt? I never knew I could squirt. Holly fuck you made me squirt. Now I want you to cum. You have to fill me up with your cum. Please cum."

With her urging I let out a moan of my own and thrust into her hard one last time. Rope after rope of my cum shot deep into her. She held my head to her chest as we came down from our orgasmic highs. We just held each other for such a long time.

A knock on the driver side window brought us back to reality. We both looked over with a start and saw two smiling faces. Michelle and Amanda were giving us these cheeky grins. I rolled down the window.