John lay still, pretending to be asleep, watching as his wife Debbie stretched and then swung her legs out and got out of bed. She stood naked, trying to find clothes quietly and not wake him. Her blonde hair was tied into a loose ponytail with a scrunchie, her 34C tits were still pretty firm, her arse not too big but round enough to class her as a PAWG, and her stomach not as firm as when they were young but not overly flabby. At thirty-eight years old and 5' 8" tall, she still turned heads. John smiled to himself knowing he'd got a good one. Twenty years they'd been together, both had been virgins when they met.
Debbie had moaned about her stomach, numerous efforts to shift it hadn't worked, John telling her that it was their age, he too had a bit of a stomach on him and he was the same age as she was. Quietly taking his phone from the bedside table he took a photo of her just as she bent to get some knickers from the bottom drawer.
"Oi, I thought you were asleep," Debbie laughed, the flash from the camera had alerted her.
"Sorry, wanted something to wank over while you're at work," John laughed.
"Don't you have enough already?" Debbie laughed cheekily.
"What time are you back tonight anyway?" she continued.
"Same as normal, about 6 pm. The meeting should be done by then," John answered.
Debbie picked her clothes up and went to shower ready to go to work. John started an hour later than her today so lazily stayed in bed until she went out. His day at work was fairly uneventful, the meeting went fairly well, and then John got in his car to come home. Five minutes into the journey his phone pinged and the screen told him he had a message from Rob, a work colleague. Because he had been in the meeting too John pulled over so he could see if it was important. He had to read the confusing message several times for it to sink in.
"If you ever want to go further than sexting, I'm up for it. There's nothing more I'd like than to sneak up behind you wearing that short skirt and fuck that perfect arse of yours," it read.
John laughed out loud. He liked Rob, but the message clearly wasn't meant for him. It probably meant Marie his wife was in for a good time when he got home anyway. He chuckled to himself a few times thinking about it on the way home, wondering what Debbie would say, with Marie being a good friend of hers.
He called out to Debbie when he opened the door and heard her voice from the kitchen. He walked in to see her bent over looking in the bottom cupboard, legs straight, her skirt riding up over her arse.
"See anything you'd like to eat," she purred.
John didn't say a word, sliding a hand across her freshly shaved pussy, feeling her tremble. Debbie usually had a trimmed bush, and being completely shaved was usually just on certain occasions like if she was wearing a bikini or swimsuit and didn't want any protruding pubes showing. Her pussy was wet already, she'd obviously been awaiting John to return. He pulled down his zip and released his cock, not too big at 7" erect, but fatter than most. Holding the base he rubbed it along Debbie's wetness.
"Fuck my arse," Debbie demanded.
John paused momentarily, but not long enough for her to change her mind. Debbie didn't normally like anal, she said it hurt too much at first. John pushed his wet cock into her arse a little, waiting for her to change her mind. Instead, she reached back and pulled her buttocks apart. He fucked her slowly, easing into her and not wanting her to cry out and stop him. She groaned loudly, then as she upped his pace a little more she pulled off him, turned and squatted, feeding his cock into her mouth. He was a little confused now, she never did ass to mouth. She wanked him quickly, until finally, he came down into her mouth, Debbie swallowing his load down. At least this was normal for her.
She licked her lips and then told him she'd phoned for a pizza as she hadn't wanted to cook, laughed, and then went to shower. While they watched TV nothing was said, but John's mind was whirring. He wasn't complaining, but although it was Debbie in person it was like a different person. He thought about what they'd done and remembered Rob's message. It was eerily similar.
"Have you seen much of Marie today?" he asked.
"Yeah, a fair bit, I've been working with her, why?" Debbie replied.
"I got the impression she was on a big promise tonight," John laughed.
"Oh, she was complaining earlier she hadn't heard from Rob all day," Debbie responded.
Something in John's mind didn't sit right. Rob's message clearly hadn't been meant for him, and he hadn't messaged Marie all day, so who had he been messaging? He wondered whether to say anything to Debbie, then noticed she kept glancing at her phone, looking puzzled.
"Are you waiting for a call or something?" John asked.
Debbie looked over and smiled, but John saw an attempt at hiding a frown.
"I was talking to a potential client earlier but they've stopped messaging for some reason," she said, biting her lip.
John wanted to see her reaction, so showed her the message from Rob. Her face dropped as she saw it.
"Oh, that must have been for Marie," she laughed.
"You said Marie hadn't heard from him all day didn't you?" John said.
"Well, maybe he was making up for that," Debbie answered.
"Sexting, Short skirt. Fucking her arse. Sound familiar?" John asked.
Debbie started sobbing, telling John it wasn't what he thought.
"We're not fucking, honestly. It started as a laugh, in fact it was suggestive comments that you and Marie would see the benefit of, like tonight. I wanted to spice things up between us. I know from conversations with Marie that they're quite adventurous, but most of the things he asks her to do have been from my texts," she blurted out.
She turned to her messages and gave the phone to John. She told him dates while he read. Texts matched when they'd been in a shopping centre and she'd flashed him through the open curtain of her changing room. Another matched where she'd given him an impromptu blowjob while walking through a park. Today matched her wearing a short skirt and letting him fuck her arse.
"I've never cheated on you," Debbie cried out, "I've never fucked anyone else."
John put his arm around her and consoled her, telling her he was sorry and he believed her. Later, in bed, Debbie leaned over and started to stroke his cock, telling him she was sorry.
"Do you want to?" John asked.
"Want to what?" Debbie replied.
"Fuck with other men," John said.
"No, of course not, but I'll be honest and say I've fantasised what sex with other men would be like," Debbie cried out.
"It would be with my blessing, I know you've never slept with anyone else so I'm offering you the chance," he told her.
"You'd want me too, really? I mean, I've only ever slept with you but if you're okay with it, and you want me to, but you have to be 100% sure and know it was your idea," Debbie smiled, "and I'd only do so because I love you."
John, deep down, believed she hadn't cheated on him, but she was a little too eager to accept his proposal too.
"On my terms, and not with people we know, and I'm going to be there too," he told her.
Debbie responded by sucking his cock until he came down her throat.
The following day at work he told Rob he couldn't find his phone and asked if he could borrow his to make an important work call. Rob unlocked it and John told him he was going outside where it was quieter. He scrolled through the phone while walking, opening up a cloud folder marked X. He opened it, and almost dropped the phone. He'd already seen the corresponding messages that matched the one's on Debbie phone, this folder contained a few photos of someone that he recognised. Debbie wearing a short skirt, bent over, the photo taken in a full-length mirror showing her bald pussy. He quickly scrolled through, a few were of Debbie, and similar ones of Marie in the same poses.
He saw Rob coming down the stairs and quickly closed the folders, phoning someone he'd had the meeting with to check some minor detail, then hung up as Rob approached. He thanked him and handed the phone back. Sitting while watching TV that night, John decided to bite the bullet.
"I asked Rob about the messages today," he told Debbie.
"Oh, did he show you the pictures too? What did he say?" Debbie asked.
"He said you'd show me them and explain, he looked a little sheepish at being found out though," John told her, gauging her reaction.
Debbie scrolled on her phone and went and sat next to John. She showed him an image on the screen, it was Marie, wearing a short skirt and bent over.
"That's where the idea came from," Debbie said, "here's todays, it was supposed to be a surprise but if he's already told you," she continued, showing him the screen.
Now he saw Marie in a whole new light with this. She had two lifelike dildos on the floor, squatted over them with one in her pussy and one in her arse, while holding another lifelike dildo and feeding it into her mouth, the other hand squeezing her very large tits.
"The idea was to sit on the two dildos while giving you a blowjob, to simulate more than one man," Debbie said, "like my fantasy."
"Is that what you'd like?" John asked.
"I don't know, possibly yes. Rob said Marie has mentioned it before," Debbie answered.
"Rob willingly sends you these?" John asked.
"They're suggestions, nothing more, we send each other ideas" Debbie responded.
