She cheated and I dont care

I never knew I would turn into a cuckold. Some may call it swinging after you’re aware of the transgression. But I would only imagine you would call it that if you participated at the time, or proceeded to do or swap. After she told me, I just wanted to fuck her to reclaim my pussy and make sure she knew who’s she really was. Maybe just to validate why we were together, maybe just to keep from completely losing her. I dont fully understand the feelings right now.

Let me explain. It all started when I started working an overnight shift split shift that had me working most weekenda, and she started working at a small pharmacy warehouse in the middle of no where. This horrible setup led to us not seeing much of each other. She was filling in from one pharmacy much closer to another far away (from a 30 min drive to 1:30 one way). It was only until the employee she replaced was off maternity leave. We didnt have any children at the time and they offered a raise to compensate for the difference.  I on the other hand worked 12 hour shifts and would come home too tired to do more than chores. She tried to engage with me but I was sadly unavailable.

The maternity leave turned into a more extended permanent position as the new mother didnt want to come back and decided to start a new family. This is another thing that led to my current situation. My wife became engrossed in explicit adult novels. She would listen to them while working. The warehouse wasnt open to the public, and she would spend hours alone with her and just the pharmacist. Listening to her novels, getting turned on, and in the presence of a single man she found mildly attractive eventually took its toll.

She confessed what happened after we finally got some time off together out of guilt I guess, but I understood. I was actually turned on a little bit and we had sex again and it was some of the hottest and most passionate sex we’ve had in a while. As I fucked her, I would ask her questions to try and piece together what she did and why. How good it was and whether or not I was any better In comparison. A few days later when we met up again, I gave her permission to continue. I actually encouraged it because of the great sex we had.

This post is going to be about the first time she cheated on me.

She said she’d been listening to the books and trying to abstain until we would meet up again. The warehouse was really cramped in several places fro. What she’d told me, with barely enough room to squeeze back to back past the pharmacist. Theyd grown more and more comfortable around each other over the passing months, brushing past each other to gather stock instead of waiting for the aisles to clear or finding another way around.

She said that he would, unwittingly-her words-, brush past at inopportune times during sex scenes in the book when she was most aroused and stir something deep in her. After a few months of this, she started feeling an attraction to him. She wasnt sure, but she thought he was also enjoying it, or could sense her arousal and was starting to find reasons to brush past, sometimes even repeatedly with no stock to show for it. Saying he forgot what he’d come there for.

She eventually caught on, and would flirt back. Sighing gently and sensually when he would pass. Giving him a little less space and forcing him to brush his dick against her ass when he would slide past.

She started working there in the fall, as fall turned to winter, and winter to spring she could wear a little less clothes. Opting to switch from he normal medical scrubs with long sleeves and oversized pants to tighter more revealing shirts and smaller scrubs. He asked to brush past her to get something. She pushed back a little too hard this time, and set them both off. She said she pushed backward into his crotch and felt his hard dick pushing back. He didnt continue moving from behind her down the isle this time. He grabbed her by the back of neck and pressed his body into hers.

“Why do you keep pushing into me like?” She said he whispered into her ear.

She turned to him and said “what this?” And pressed back into him. His dick making her wet she said the thought of fucking him then and there made her wet. She wanted to punch her breasts or touch her wet pussy.

“You cant keep teasing me like this if you dont—” she cuts him off with a passionate kiss.

“Who’s teasing?” She grind her ass into his crotch hard and starts bouncing on him.

He grabs the back of her neck again and shoves his hand down the back of her pants. She said she wasnt wearing any panties and his hand on her bare ass felt good. She tried to perk up and get his fingers to slide down to her wet pussy.

“You slut, you really want this dont you?”

She bit her lip and shook her head yes. She rubbed on the outside of his pants and stroked his cock. She said it didnt feel like it would be as long as mine, but more girthy. She started to look for his zipper and felt him press against the center of her back hard and into the shelf.She was a little overwhelmed, used to me, used to being sensual and romantic. Used to foreplay and fondling. She wasnt expecting what he did next to a pleasant surprise. He pulled her pants down far enough to expose her bair ass and pussy. He licked his hand and stroked his dick and just pushed inside her.

She was so turned on and surprised she couldnt protest and just enjoyed the pleasure. She said there was some painful pleasure as he entered her. She tried to change her stance and he just drew back a slammed into her hard throwing her off balance.

“God your so fucking tight.” He said as he drew back and slammed his dick into her pussy again.

She said he stretched her out and she enjoyed it, but no matter how hard she threw back into him or raised or lowered her stance, he couldn’t get in deep enough to feel as good as with me. He started pounding into her harder and faster and she tried to hold her ground. She said she heard herself screaming and felt like it was an out of body experience.

She said they were both interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Someone was making a delivery or pickup or something and their little quicky came to an end.

Her story of cheating was the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, and I had to wear her pussy out to make sure she knew who’s it was.

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