Tim took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door. The room was dark, lit only by the light from behind him on the stairway landing. Kate was curled on the bed, her back to the door.
"Kate, we have to talk. I'm really, really sorry for the things I said."
He waited for a moment for a reply. When Kate didn't say anything, he stepped into the room. He tossed his bundle of cloths into the corner and turned on the reading lamp next to the bed before closing the door. He sat on the bed, looking at his wife, and rested his hand on her shoulder.
"I was talking to Suzanne..."
Kate rolled toward him suddenly and looked at him, her eyes red with crying and her face twisted into a grimace of pain.
"TALKING to her! You fucked her, damn you. I can smell her on you. I can see the scratches on you. You just had to hurt me, didn't you? You just had to pay me back."
"Kate, no! No, it's not like that. Oh god Kate, I am so sorry."
He lay down on the bed next to her and put his arm around her, pulling her close. After a moment she rested her head on his chest and began to cry.
He held her, quietly until her tears subsided, and then he started to speak.
"Kate, I was hurting when Suzanne came downstairs... just like you were hurting earlier today. And I felt so close to her, just being able to talk to her. It felt so natural to hold her in my arms. And it was exciting Kate, exciting to be with a sexy woman who wanted me. And then there was the whole rush of being with a new lover. It's been a long time since I felt that. I didn't realize how much I miss that feeling."
"I know," Kate said softly, "I felt it too Tim. I felt that way with Mark."
"Me being with Suzanne doesn't mean I stopped loving you. I love you so much, and I've been so afraid of losing you. Am I going to lose you Kate?"
He felt her shaking her head, still sniffling.
"Tim... will you make love with me?"
"Yes, I'd really like that honey."
Kate reached down and unbuttons his pants, pulling them open, and gently kissing the head of his soft cock.
"I haven't showered honey," he reminded her.
"That's OK baby. I'm going to get my first taste of pussy," she giggled. "Maybe I'll like it!"
Tim was shocked by Kate's words. Just two days ago, he would never have imagined his somewhat reserved wife saying something like that.
Tim had wiped his cock before coming upstairs, but Kate could still smell and taste Suzanne's juices on him. It was strangely exciting knowing that her husband had been fucking another woman just minutes ago. Kate took his flaccid cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She cupped his balls in her small hand and toyed with them as she sucked him. She could feel his cock swelling, growing thick and stiff in her mouth.
When he had a serviceable erection, Kate stood up next to the bed and quickly stripped off her clothes. "Get you pants off," she instructed Tim.
He quickly complied, and reached out for her.
"No. Lay back on the bed."
As he watched she ran her hands down her body, slowly caressing herself. She pressed a hand between her legs and began to rub. Tim watched, fascinated, as she massaged her pussy, gradually teasing apart her lips and sliding her fingers up and down her slit. His cock was rock-hard by the time she slid two fingers into herself. She worked them in and out, spreading her wetness, and them put them to her mouth and sucked them clean.
She climbed onto the bed and threw her leg over him, straddling him. She lowered herself until her the wet lips of her pussy were pressed against the underside of his cock. She rocked her hips, sliding her wetness up and down the length of his rigid pole, humping against his stiff erection.
She looked at him with a fierce smile on her face as she rubbed her wet sex up and down against him. In a low voice she said, "You like this hot cunt don't you Tim? You like to eat this cunt. You like to put your fingers in my wet cunt. You like to put your dick in my cunt and fuck it, don't you?"
She matched her rhythm to her words, jerking her hips sharply and driving herself against him to emphasize the word "cunt."
Tim had never seen or imagined his wife like this. He was fantastically aroused, but at the same time worried by her behavior. "Kate, what's going on? Why are you doing this?"
"I'm tired of being shy, conservative Kate, Tim. I want to dress in sexy clothes. I want to flirt. I want men to look at me the way they look at Suzanne." She almost snarled the words at him, driving her pussy against his shaft.
