My Wife has a Change of Attitude

They then both left. Where I was would be discovered soon enough when she made a more thorough search. For some reason I decided that staying there would not be a good thing as she would know or suspect that I had watched everything and would have also heard her confession of previous infidelity. Not knowing how she might react I decided to move to the den and lay on that couch.

It was close enough to get to quick and also far enough away to escape any suspicion of having over heard them in the living room. I was there in less than 30 seconds just as I heard her coming up the stairs from the garage. Settling onto the couch I made as if I were out as I heard to her reach the top stair and pause. I could almost imagine what she was doing, standing there looking confused and worried. I then let out just enough of a snore just enough so she could hear it. She gasped in relief and made her way into the den. She walked to the back of the couch and looked over the back to spy me curled up under the blanket. I heard her laugh under her breath and then leave...only to come back with a heavier blanket and cover me with it.

It was then I decided to start and come awake, acting the part...quite convincingly. "Why did you sleep out here?" she asked.

I smiled up at her "Hey you. I didn't really know what your plans were so I came out here."

She sat on the couch in front of me, smiled and stroked my face gently. "You really don't mind that I want this?" she asked sounding genuinely surprised.

I shook my head as I yawned. "No, my jealousy burned up long ago. I knew you wanted this, I knew who you wanted to do this with. I figured that whether or not I gave you my consent something would have happened between you two one way or the other, eventually. So, I gave you the option, provided we keep it above board and open between the three of us." Laurie's face was in shadows because the room was dark but so I couldn't see her expression. It was then I pretended to notice the robe. "Am I to assume you have, um..already...?" I did not finish the sentence.

She let out a half laugh and nodded. "W-we went to the apartment, just to talk and to remember her. We started talking while sitting on her bed, holding hands. Next thing I knew my panties were off...a-a-and, we kissed...some minor things happened...if you know what I mean. After that...we started talking again...but we decided we needed to get back to the guest before we were missed. Only we never got past moms kitchen, where things got hot and heavy...and we then went back into the bedroom...and...and...um...and made love to each other like we used to do. Before we knew it time had caught up to us. It was then we came up again to find everyone gone and you missing.' She stroked my face again. 'I came looking to make sure I could, well take it into our bedroom. It's has been so long since I've felt this way. I-I...I would like to keep seeing him...if you are ok with that."

Of course I already knew of her comment of having been with him already and I was about to ask her about it when she rolled in to kiss me. "Remember that time Bobby came over, the day you were cleaning up the yard?' I nodded.

She kissed me again 'Well...when you were in the shower, we..um...he and I, I mean...found ourselves caught up in a moment of sudden passion where I let him have me in the living room. I don't know what got into us that day...but the house was empty...and you were going to be a while so one thing led to another and I found myself with my shorts off and he was tearing my panties off...and well...it felt nice. I knew then that I wanted him, only I wasn't sure if you were going to be okay with it. I figured if I didn't go for it I'd never truly know."

I sat up a bit, yawned, and kissed her. "Well, I figured something might happen eventually so you simply jumped the gun. That will cost you a blow job sometime in the near future."

She laughed softly with relief and kissed me again. "Deal" is all she said and then got up to leave. I watched her walk to the bedroom door, look back, smile and then open it, stepped through then closed it behind her. In the dark of the night I could hear the lock being set. I threw off the blanket got my shoes on found my jacket and headed up stairs to the deck. We had an access stair to the roof for sweeping off the roof of pine needles. I used this to get onto the roof, quietly moving to the sky light.

Now, I had to be careful because I did not want my wife to know I was peeking. I had already seen them in action, twice. So I was curious what kind of mischief they'd get into in our bed. When I got into position it didn't take long before I spied my wife who was wearing one of my dress shirts and nothing else crawl into bed between the sheets. They had fucked twice that I was personally aware, and had already witnessed.

He was wearing boxers when he crawled into bed with my wife. They fell to sleep in each other's arms. I went back to my couch and slept for a few hours.

It was in the early hours around 4:30am that I heard them. They were talking, laughing and kissing. My hearing is pretty good considering that my wife thinks I am half deaf. The truth is I'm just selectively deaf, it's a husband thing. So I again got up and headed for the deck. I was at the sky light in a flash. One of the lights was on and I saw Bobby laying on his back naked as my wife, who was also naked, was sucking his cock. I witnessed, perhaps the first time my wife deep-throated him.

This made me suspect that she had been sucking his cock for a while longer than just the past day. I already knew of the fact they'd been together less than a year earlier, but I now suspected that it had not been an isolated incident. My wife was taking his cock like a champ. Her left hand was cupping his balls and rolling them in her fingers like they were Vegas dice and her mouth was engulfing his cock expertly. As I leaned on my elbow I heard him say "God...what a way to wake up."

My wife simply reached for his hand and held his as she continued.

As he approached his pending orgasm my wife pulled off and stroked him to completion. It wasn't long before he arched himself back, moaned in an attempt to keep from crying out as he came as my wife covered him in a hand towel. She cleaned him off as he lay panting in the bed. He smiled and "I could get used to that," he said.

My wife smiled and said "Well, maybe now that I'm allowed to see you like this...perhaps it can happen more often. Besides, now that you've cum...you can fuck me doggy style for a while so I can really enjoy it...I love feeling you like that...only you never last long enough unless you've already cum...so now you'll last a bit longer."

He smiled at her and rolled out of bed. I was surprised to find him still hard.

"Damn' I thought. 'I need to figure out what vitamins he was taking to stay hard like that." As I thought this my wife got up on her knees and reached the head board. He crawled in behind her and buried his cock into my wife and started to rotate his hips side to side and then began a slow, easy grinding fuck session. My wife once he was fully engaged released the head board and then grasped a pillow and hugged it to her as she enjoyed his cock sliding in and out...side to side as they ground their hips together.

My wife came several times, of course biting into a pillow to avoid anyone hearing her. Then after a while Bobby, was ready to cum again as well. This time he took charge and held onto her waist and fucked her hard the sound of their skin clearly heard by me...from the vantage point on roof through the window. This meant that they were now clearly heard inside the house. It was nearly 5:30am when this occurred so I decided to go inside.

I descended the stair which terminated less than 5 feet from our bedroom door. The sound of their skin coming together was easily heard from the top of the stair as was my wife's passionate expressions of "Ohhh yeah baby...Oh God...Oh God...fuck me like you used to...please...please more" she cried...

I sat on the last step to listen in on their morning cheer. My wife's impassioned cries eased up as the sound of skin slapping skin increased. Then I heard Bobby say "I hope your husband is serious about letting us see each other like this because I miss this" he said.

My wife did not answer right away "I know...I know I've missed this. God I love your cock so much...keep going...fuck me...Ahhhaaaaaahhhhhh...ummpphh...Oh My God...I'm...I'm... aaaaaahhh ummmph...ahhhehhhh...mmmmm...yes!! And she again buried her face into a pillow and I heard her squeal as her body lapsed into orgasm again...soon followed by the hard slapping sound of Greg...plowing his cock deep...as he groaned low...in an attempt to keep from crying out...as he came ...again.

For the next few minutes I heard them panting and laughing as they spoke in the afterglow soon followed by the sound of the shower.

Having been up for a while felt the need to sleep and fell onto my couch in the den. Later that morning my wife woke me up with a kiss and a hot coffee. Bobby later came out of the upstairs room as if he'd been there all night.

Bobby stayed the weekend. The result being that my mother in laws bed was somehow broken, the box spring itself shattered and the frame bent with a hole in the wall where the head board was shoved through it. Of course my wife had no idea how 'that' could have happened. He now visits quite often and has moved into a nearby house on a golf course. My wife goes to visit...rather often.

We seldom argue these days and she is much more tolerant of my perceived hearing impairment. We have even become more physical than we had been...and my charm actually seems to have improved...as has her desire to do things...long forgotten...in our bedroom. Funny how that works.