the man's shaft until he

finally ejaculated. she suddenly gagged when his cock briefly forced its

way into her throat. she then moaned loudly in orgasm as vast amounts of

thick gooey cum poured from her lips and began running down the dick she

was still wantonly sucking.

simon didn't see or hear any of this. he had rushed outside, racing

aimlessly up their driveway and then down the road. with tear stained

eyes, he looked up when he heard a car coming from behind.

"well, hello there stranger! long time no see. hop in, i'll give you a

ride." a cheerful woman's voice said.

like a zombie, simon walked around to the other side of the car and

got in.

letting the hot water of the shower pelt her still tingling body,

melisa shook her head. she felt guilty for cheating on her husband a

second time, but she also felt marvelously satisfied and very relaxed,

something she hadn't felt in a long time. melisa really did love simon,

and knew that what she did was wrong, but she just couldn't help

herself.

two years ago, before she ever met her husband, melisa's sex life was

phenomenal. she was one of the most sought after girls on campus, and

with good reason. melisa thought college was nothing but a four year

orgy and very seldom turned down a chance to have sex. she had no qualms

about letting any of her dates get into her panties. the guy had to be a

real geek if he couldn't get between her legs, and even then, melisa

would at least give him head. as far as she was concerned, the only

thing in life that could come close to having a stiff cock was shopping.

melisa knew everybody thought she was a slut, but it didn't matter

because no one would dare say it to her face. her family's status in the

community prevented that. it was also the reason for her wild behavior.

the strict rules and conduct she had to abide by at home didn't apply

when she wasn't there. her father's dated codes of what a lady should

act like always collided her unbridled spirit. and after high school,

she became even more rebellious toward him.

all of this seemed to change when she started seeing simon. it was as

though her popularity had dropped to zero. all the guys stopped asking

her out, and wouldn't even flirt with her anymore. at 6' 5" and the

middle linebacker for the football team all four years he was there,

simon was an imposing figure that nobody wanted to mess with, but melisa

didn't take this into account. she thought men didn't find her

attractive anymore. in a way, this was all right, because she fell in

love with simon, and didn't want her past indiscretions to ruin their

relationship.

but, within six months after they got married, melisa began to feel

unwanted and repressed again. even though she always wore the sexiest

clothes she could lay her hands on, simon didn't seem to want her.

before they moved, her confidence plummeted to an all time low because

he hadn't fucked her in over a month. she couldn't understand why simon

didn't want to fuck as much as she did. melisa just couldn't go that

long without sex, and didn't know how her husband could.

sure, she enjoyed fucking the guy last night and the one this morning,

it helped take the edge off her sexual appetite. but she really didn't

want to fuck them, she wanted simon to fuck her. "well, if my own

husband won't screw me, at least i know other men still want to." she

said aloud when she stepped out of the shower. as degrading a thought as

this was, melisa decided it wasn't her fault. she also made up her mind

that she'd fuck someone else again if simon didn't start paying more

attention to her.

it was only eleven o'clock in the morning and already simon was well

on his way to getting bombed. he picked up the tenth shot glass from the

neatly lined row of twelve, and gulped the fiery liquid down in a single

swallow. janice was still sitting across from him, talking up a storm

about something or other. he didn't know what she was saying, or did he

really care. she had been yakking away ever since she picked him up on

the side of the road. he looked at her through the empty thick shot

glass. all he could see were two distorted red lines, opening and

closing.

"you still suck cock?" he blurted out.

totally stunned, janice sat there with her mouth hanging open as simon

continued his one sided conversation.

"i didn't think my wife did, but she does. she's a pretty good at it

too, opens her mouth up real wide and plays with your balls. you play

with the balls when you suck a guy's cock?"

when the bartender looked their way because simon wasn't being so

quiet anymore, janice leaned forward and said, "why don't i take you

home now, sy. i think you've had enough."

"is she with him?" he mumbled.

"what?"

"is she still with him?"

"simon, you're not making any sense. what are you talking about?"

janice asked, not really understandin