(Author Note: Hello to all you wonderful people! It's been way too long since I wrote something but I've been building a story (loosely influenced by some real events) for a while now. So this will be a new series based on that. It will have a good amount of cheating so if that's a problem, you can avoid this one. My plan is to write upto 5 parts if this is received well. So do drop a good rating and comment if you wish for this to continue. Either way, feedback is appreciated as always! Assume all characters are above 18, fictional and bear no resemblance to real people. I'll also keep locations and surnames hidden to avoid revealing any nationality, religion, ethnicity etc. With that out of the way, hope you enjoy this!)
Ch. 1 - Access Approved
My name's Vince. It's been 3 years since I got married to Tina. We were together for almost 7 years before that so you could say she was my childhood sweetheart. We met in college and fell instantly in love and have been inseparable for most part. The marriage felt like an obvious step. Tina was pretty good looking. She was what most people would describe as cute upon the first glance. Her face was strikingly pretty and felt drawn to perfection almost like an anime or Disney character. She had short, dark, brown hair that just reached her shoulders - basically a bob cut with straight hair. She had what you would call pretty pecan brown skin. She was short - around 5'1" but her biggest appeal was her curvy body. At least that's what got me hooked when I met her. I wasn't a fan of thin girls and Tina's curvy figure and well-rounded ass floored me the first time we met.
I myself wasn't too bad-looking. I was used to playing an insane number of sports since childhood. I was skilled at tennis, football, basketball, badminton and table tennis and was naturally fit and well built as a result. I hated gymming and weight exercises in general so I'm definitely not what people would call jacked up or even muscular but I was fit enough. Tina always joked that I'm naturally fit and didn't need exercise. While my sports involvement has now reduced thanks to work, I still pass off as fit for a 31 year old. I was 6' tall, had black medium length hair, fair skinned, preferred to be clean shaven, had a well-built frame but lacked proper abs or any highly muscular components.
Our sex life wasn't great. At the start, we obviously found each other attractive and enjoyed making out a lot but as time passed the fun really dropped. A large part of the issue was the monotony. We never tried anything new. We only did it in our bedroom and usually at night. Tina doesn't enjoy trying new places. Even our living room felt odd to her - public places were out of the question. She disliked rough sex so our sessions were quite vanilla. She hated wet sex so doing it in a bathroom or shower or swimming pool was a big no. She liked missionary the most so we stuck to that. She never enjoyed giving blowjobs so after the initial few years, that almost stopped. We literally had a routine to the point I knew exactly what we would do, where we would kiss and what time we would finish. Over time, our intensity reduced and we barely do it a few times a month now. I kept telling myself it was just work and I'm sure she did too. Other than this aspect, our lives were great though. We were each other's best friends, joked around a lot, told each other everything and were super trusting of each other. My friends would often comment on how cool we were with our partner talking and flirting with others. Tina trusted me a lot - maybe a tad too much.
Tina's best friend was Sandy. They worked together at an entertainment website. Tina was a web developer while Sandy handled digital marketing. They were quite close and I had heard so many stories about Sandy I felt I knew her as well. Sandy was also in a marriage with her childhood sweetheart but they had much bigger issues. Sandy had openly told him she wasn't attracted to him anymore and they were going through a complete breakdown in communication. She was going through with a divorce during the start of the events of this tale.
Tina often commented on how good looking Sandy was - almost as if she herself had a mini-crush on Sandy. I never paid much attention to it at first but I started noticing Sandy in pictures Tina would send me of their office parties and trips. Sandy was a looker. She was decently tall - 5'10" I estimated. She had black, straight long hair that came to her waist. Her skin colour was what you would call a peanut butter truffle tone. It was an amazing shade of brown that I found attractive. But it was her figure that blew me away. Tina did mention that Sandy was very big on working out and followed many fitness routines and exercises. Her body shape was perfect. She was fit but not thin and weak-looking at all. Neither was she too muscular and big. She had the perfect frame. Her most jaw-dropping feature was her breasts. She had perfectly shaped boobs that looked just slightly large compared to the rest of her frame. They stood out - in a good way - prominently grabbing attention in every picture. And it was clear Sandy knew this as well. She wore clothes that accentuated them. Most of the pics would involve her flaunting her cleavage or wearing tight clothes that highlighted them - or maybe that's just how I was reading it. I wouldn't lie that I was blown away by how hot she was and started looking forward to the pictures Tina would send me, hoping for more angles and dress combinations.
The tipping point came when Tina went on an office trip to the beach. That day, she sent me a selfie-shot of her and Sandy in their bikinis. I didn't even realise how wrong it was that my eyes completely ignored my wife in a bikini and darted towards her best friend in excitement. Sandy was wearing a white strapless bikini that was tight-fitting. It had a tied string between her breasts which felt like it was barely holding together the parts that covered her breasts, which also felt like they were barely doing their job as they revealed most of her curves. I could see her cleavage clearly thanks to the flimsy string and thin strap. The lower part of the image cut off at their waists but this was enough for me. I had a huge hard-on and before I knew it, I was massaging it furiously from the outside of my shorts. I came inside my shorts within a minute much to my own surprise. A few seconds after I caught my breath back, I felt guilty and slightly disgusted. I did save the image on my phone though - just for future reference.
I was a content creator and worked with digital firms on a freelance basis. This meant I spent a lot of time at home working on my laptop except on the rare occasions I visited a client's office to get a new briefing or present something. I had gotten pretty bored of porn and rarely used it to get off except the occasional urge. I found myself using Sandy's images more often that I would like to admit. Other than the ones sent by Tina, I befriended her on Facebook and ahd access to all her pictures since graduation. She loved taking pictures and had a huge collection of herself in various outfits. A part of me was really interested in meeting her while another part just wished the current status quo of a few masturbation sessions using her photos remained as it is. For better or worse, Sandy's team had a requirement for digital content and Tina decided to meet us up after office.
It was one of those days when both of them worked till pretty late, which had happened a lot recently. Additionally, Tina had an early morning call with a client on the other side of the world. So, it was going to be a super short meeting during the time I would pick Tina up from her office. I met the girls on time and tried hard to look at and approach Tina first. I didn't want to make the beach photo mistake in person. I ignored Sandy for a few seconds as I hugged my wife and asked her how her day was. Once I convinced myself that enough time had passed, I turned to Sandy. She was wearing a black turtleneck that did not help in any way to not accentuate that mind-blowing rack of hers. Her skin looked even more alluring in person and her straight black hair complimented her beautiful face perfectly. Her outfit was rounded off by black office pants that complimented her long legs.
"Wel well! We finally meet. This has been long overdue," exclaimed Sandy as she pulled me in for a tight hug.
I reciprocated the gesture and couldn't help feeling a little turned on as her soft breasts pressed against my chest. I was wearing a thin white t-shirt and blue jeans, so it felt much better than I expected.
"I know! It's been a while. No idea why we never met until an actual business opportunity came up," I quipped back while looking at Tina.
"Seriously girl, he's right! You have not even called me to your house a single time," Sandy continued reprimanding Tina, as we broke off the hug.
"I did last month! It just didn't happen, okay? Now both of you don't gang up on me. I've had a hard day and I have an early call tomorrow too. I have to go and get some sleep," Tina cribbed in her usual trying-to-be-cute way.
Me and Sandy spoke for about 10 minutes. She gave me a general understanding of the job. The conversational was professional from her side. I couldn't help but check her out a few times as we spoke. I realised that her insanely perfect body upheld its promise even below her waist, which was a part I didn't have much of an idea of thanks to most of the images getting cropped at her waist. Like her arms, she had long legs that were neither thin nor muscular. Her body reminded me of football or tennis athletes which were fine and well-built for endurance but also lean for agility. But, just like her breasts, her ass stood out. It was curvy and caught attention immediately, yet seemed firm and tight. Tina ate a burger as me and Sandy spoke at the canteen in their office. We decided to continue the rest of the discussion over messages as Tina had to rush home.
"Here... And here! I've sent you both each other's numbers. You can message all night after I reach home. Now let's go, V!" Tina pulled me towards the car as I waved goodbye to Sandy, who waved back with a devilish smile and a wink. Maybe I imagined that last part.
Tina was in energy-conservation mode during the ride back home. After we reached home, she asked me to manage my dinner and promptly changed to her night clothes and headed to bed. I changed into my shorts and prepared and ate dinner as I watched some TV. We had a living room, dining room and 2 bedrooms at our place. The second bedroom was usually used when guests came over. I hadn't gotten any messages and it was already 11pm. I was almost considering going to bed when my phone vibrated. It was Sandy.
(Ill denote Sandy with "S" and me with "V" for the text messaging from here on)
S- "Sorry about the delay. Had a stupid fight with my husband after getting back."
I remembered her situation and proceeded to ask rather bravely:
V- "No issues. How's the divorce plan going anyway? Tina told me everything."
S- "Oh right, you guys tell each other everything don't you! It will happen soon. Just some paperwork pending last I heard. Will have to tolerate this idiot for a few more days. Anyways I've changed and come to the other bedroom now, so I'm all yours now! ;)"
