We knew it was time I could tell by her mood, she was very nervous and unsettled and as it was nearing dusk she looked into my eyes and I nodded. Megan went back to our bedroom. She was gone nearly 30 minutes. When she returned her blouse was unbuttoned nearly to her waist and an nice amount of her breasts were on display. Her hips were covered by the very short skirt and I knew her panties were back in our bedroom. And her smooth saved vagina was wet, very wet for what she would soon be doing. It would be the twelfth time she would make this walk to his house. The twelfth time my wife would become completely his as a woman. His bare cock would soon again find her beautiful wet womanhood, but this time would be different. We knew he would be first, but this time the new crazy guy living with his would watch them. And after she had been on display with Jason. He would turn her over to Kevin for the first time with him.
This was so very exciting. Anew man. Maybe a very dangerous man, having complete control of my wife. We knew it had to happen when Jason told Megan, he had moved in with him. The eleventh time she had been there.
"Next time you will take a new cock. My new room mate will fuck this pretty pussy too. He may even show your hubby how pretty you are after a real man fucks you." It had been three weeks since Megan had made the walk down the street and as she took the sip of whiskey and it slid down her throat I knew she would soon kiss me and walk out the door. She looked into my eyes.
"I need this. Right now I need it."
"I know I can feel it in you."
"Are you hard for me to do this."
She felt my erection and smiled.
"Give them every thing they want from you."
"Jason says he might hurt me. My breasts may be discolored, my nipples sore and swollen. And he might dictate when I go up to them again? As often as 2 or 3 times a week? And there could be others."
"Other men? To use you?"
"Yes."
She kissed me and slipped out the door. I looked out the north window and watched her hips sway as she crossed the street and walked by the school building. Watching the beautiful red headed house wife move along the block to the corner. I saw her glance back as she turned east around the corner and go out of sight. I knew she was smiling. I knew the route and the street. Three houses down on the north side and on to the fourth house.
The house with the Porch light that rotated and changed colors and it indicated there was a woman being fucked tonight. Megan was not the only female who was serviced in the house. Three others who were married and four single. All who were sluts and whores and none as beautiful as my wife. As she neared the house her hands pulled the blouse loose from her skirt. Loosening it for the ritual that they all did. As she stepped up on the porch she pulled the tail back behind her hips and her big beautiful bared breasts were fully exposed to the street with the strobe light flashing off her white breasts. She turned her back to the open door waiting for the eyes out there to enjoy her bared breasts for a full minute. And they were there watching her. The men who knew that when the light was on a female would be on display for them to see.
Megan had been there a few times before the ritual of the light meaning a whore was coming. I think this was my wife's seventh time on the porch and I had seen her do it twice. And in seconds her rock hard nipples would be in Jason's teeth. And she would clutch his head to them as her blouse would drop to the floor followed quickly by her skirt and he would have her completely nude standing in his open doorway. Then he would quickly turn her toward the open stairway pushing her bare buttocks up before him moving up them.
