Linda had become suspicious of James, once he lost interest in her. Instead of the lusty, virile man she had married, he became a lazy lover. Once every 4 or 5 days died away, and as it became once a week, then once every month or so, always going through the motions' routine, her sense of being cheated on grew. They had only been married for 18 months, there was no way he should lose interest that quickly unless someone else was getting that interest, and she now had the evidence. Linda had lots of pictures of James rumpling the bedsheets with some big redhead, his affair was not as secretive as he thought, and the private detective she had hired had little trouble getting the dirt on him.
When she had sifted through the evidence, she was hurt, but the hurt quickly morphed into anger. It wasn't her fault, Linda had not let herself go to seed. Her face was a sweetheart shape, clear green eyes and full red lips, full, swollen milk jugs, a solid 38, cherry red nipples, a sexy curvy waist, a nicely trimmed muff as blonde as the hair on her head, hips that gave him something to hold on to, without being too much to handle, and long, sleek legs.
After thinking about what to do, she smiled, she knew how to get her revenge.
*****
On a weekend when James was on a fishing trip with some guys from his office, she invited over his assistant, Sheila Mulloin. She was going to be the one who would help explode James' cozy little setup.
When Sheila arrived, Linda didn't waste time, she bolted the door and turned to Sheila.
"You're fucking my husband, aren't you? I know you are, I have a detective who has lots of juicy pictures of the two of you fucking."
Sheila went ghost white, she swayed on her feet and sat down hurriedly. Busted, by his wife no less! Linda stood, walked over, and circled her like a predator sizing up its prey.
"What shall I do with you?"
"I'll stop, I won't fuck him anymore, please, I promise!"
Linda was ready, and she put an ordering tone to her voice as she growled, "Get your ass naked, NOW, I want to see close up who my husband is screwing around with!"
Sheila looked up, startled, seeing the flinty expression on Linda's face, she knew that she was powerless, and she quickly stripped, and stood still, letting Linda have her way.
Linda felt the tickle of lust between her thighs, Sheila had one hell of a hot body, and seeing it in person, rather than some photograph highlighted the sexiness. A tall red-head from Texas, big bodied, not fat, but with a solid body, a set of big, natural 40D milk jugs, and the waist tapering down to flare out into the nice wide hips, she had a perfect hourglass figure, a real breeder's body. The Texas twang and the long, fiery red hair, really powered up her attractiveness.
Linda had enjoyed girl-on-girl flings, and she discovered that lesbian loving was great she adored it. With James not interested, her girlfriend Eve Mercer had been happy to take up the slack, and she did. The soft caresses, gentle kisses, loving licks, and the softness and loving warmth of Eve's body and mouth, doting so perfectly all over her body, made her light up like a Christmas tree, and she would be used in the best way possible, Eve's lady loving skills wringing her out, making her cum over and over.
Linda went over until she was face to face, inches away from Sheila. She saw the pupils dilate, mmmmm, I'm going to have fun turning this one, went through her mind.
"Do you fuck as well with another woman?"