Sweet Revenge

My name is Jenna. I’ve been married to my husband, Frank for about ten years. Other than the normal problems that occur in any marriage, everything has been just fine. It’s only been within the last year that things started going south. Yes, we have some financial difficulties, but no more than the average couple. Actually we only have one major issue in our relationship; unfortunately that problem relates to one thing and one thing only: sex.

Over the last year, my husband has ignored me sexually; in fact during the last 12 months we’ve only had sex once or twice. When the problem escalated, I blamed myself, but when I took an honest look at myself I knew there had to be other issues. Although my body isn’t perfect, it never fails to draw the attention of most men. I have always been proud of my 38C tits, flat belly, tight ass and long legs.

Several months ago I noticed he was starting be more open, he seemed willing to talk for the first time in months. I felt like he was honestly trying to get our marriage back on track. One day I decided to plan a surprise for Frank and made late dinner reservations at one of our favorite restaurants. Normally he got home from work around five; but when he wasn’t home by six, I began to worry.

I was about to call him at work when I remembered he said he sometimes stopped for a beer on the way home at a small bar named Ginny’s. I decided to surprise him; maybe we could even stay for a while and have a few drinks together. When I drove up to the bar it was getting dark. I spotted his car parked in the back of the lot and pulled into the next space. I had just gotten out of my car when I noticed some movement.

Even in the dim lighting you could see her bare tits. Frank’s pants were down around his ankles; he had his eyes closed as Michelle slowly sucked his dick. Just as I was about to turn and walk away, a car with no muffler pulled into the lot behind me. He heard the noise, opened his eyes, and found himself looking directly into my eyes. His face froze as he realized I had been watching. I said nothing. I got back into my car and drove home.

I had a sick feeling as I walked the few steps and peered into the side window. My eyes started to fill with tears as I saw my husband and my best friend Michelle. After I got there, I went directly to my bedroom. I quickly undressed, turned off the lights and crawled into bed. As I lay in the darkness I tried to absorb what I’d seen, how the two people I was closest to had betrayed me.

I didn’t know what I was going to do, for the time being I just needed to try to understand what had happened. I heard the front door open about an hour later. Thankfully he stayed downstairs; I had no desire to talk with him tonight. Although it took most of the night, I finally decided how I would deal with my husband. I made up my mind; I would not file for divorce; he wasn’t about to get off that easy. I had a plan in mind and I wasn’t going to waste any time. My ass of a husband would pay before this day ended. I would deal with Michelle later.

I set the alarm so I would be up before Frank. I went to the kitchen, put on the coffee and began making breakfast. My plan began with my acting like nothing had happened. That’s why I gave him a huge smile when he walked into the kitchen.

We had our breakfast and cleaned-up the dishes together. The look of confusion on his face was priceless; not only did I not bring-up what had happened, but I apologized for not being awake when he got home. I reminded him that tonight was his poker night. “Baby, I know you have a lot to do this afternoon. I’ll go ahead and pick-up the beer while I’m out running errands. See you a little later.” I kissed him again and left to pay a few bills and take care of some other matters. The more I thought about what I had planned for tonight, the more excited I got.

By the time I took care of everything and bought the beer, there was only about an hour left before the guys would be arriving. Once I got home, he helped me put everything away, playing the good husband role still not knowing what I was up to. “Jenna, why don’t you go ahead and get ready? I’ll finish setting everything up down here.” After I showered, I put on a crop top and short black skirt. It didn’t take me very long to decide against wearing a bra and panties. I smiled knowing how my husband’s friends would react.

They have always stared at my body whenever they knew Frank wasn’t paying attention. I couldn’t wait to see what would happen when they saw me like this. I didn’t want to make an appearance until all the guys had arrived. I have known all of them since Frank and I were married. Thomas, Les, Alan, and Tim had been my husband’s friends since high school.

These were all pretty decent guys. They’ve always treated me with respect; I just wonder how they will react to what I have planned. Once I realized everyone was present and accounted for I smiled, took a deep breath, and walked downstairs. The guys were sitting around the card table when I walked into the rec room; Frank was shuffling the deck for the first hand.

“Hey guys, does anyone need a cold beer?” Thomas was the first to look up. “Oh fuck Jenna, you’re looking hot!”

I wish I could have taken a picture of his face; his jaw had dropped and his eyes were huge as he stared at my legs and chest. By this time all of them, including Frank, had seen me. I looked directly at my husband and saw a look of total disbelief on his face. As for the other three, they weren’t hiding the fact that they liked what they saw. I spent the next half hour making sure everyone always had a cold beer in front of them; I also made sure I gave them a good peek down the front of my tiny top every time I bent over the table.

Judging from the bulges I saw in the front of their pants, they were having a great time. And judging from the look I saw on my husband’s face, I knew he felt helpless to stop me. Now it was time to begin the second phase of my plan. I went back to the bedroom and grabbed a jar of change and a few dollar bills. I managed to get back to the card game just as Alan was shuffling for the next hand.

“Hey guys, would anyone care if I got into the game?” I didn’t wait for an answer. I sat the jar down and pulled over a chair. Alan and Tim were smiling as they moved their chairs to make room for mine. Now I was sitting in the ideal spot, directly across from Frank. I purposely lost a few hands so I could get my cash down to just a couple of dollar bills. Thomas dealt the next hand. I put-in a dollar and waited for my turn to draw. I ended-up with two pair and bet the money I had left.

As I had hoped one of the guys, Alan, put more money into the pot. “Well beautiful, I’m going to raise three dollars. Anyone want to call?” Everyone folded but me. Alan smiled and asked if I was in or out. After studying my cards I looked up and asked if he might consider making a deal with me. “Sure Jenna, what did you have in mind?”

Before I answered him, I glared at Frank and made it understood that he was to keep his mouth shut.

“Alan as you can see, I’m broke. If you let me call your bet, without putting in any more money, one of two things will happen. If I win, I would get the pot and owe you nothing. If I should lose, and I don’t think I will, I’ll repay you by giving you my top. Are you okay with that?”

Before he had a chance to say anything, I turned and looked directly at my husband again. I didn’t hide all the hurt and anger I felt toward him and Michelle. I think that is when he realized what was going on. From the looks on their faces I think the other guys were trying to figure out if the wife of one of their closest friends was actually going to show them her tits.

I looked at Alan and asked if he had made up his mind. “Okay Jenna, I’ll go along with it. Show your hand.” I turned my cards over and asked if he could beat two pair. I will say Alan had a great poker face; I had no clue what he was holding. Finally after what seemed like forever, he grinned and showed me three tens. I had lost the hand. There was dead silence as they waited to see what I would do, if I would actually do as I said in front of my husband. All eyes, including Frank’s were on me when I stood and slowly pulled-off my top.

From their stunned looks I could tell the guys really didn’t think I was serious when I said I’d show them my tits. I looked down at my husband and saw him staring down at the table; he was unable, or unwilling, to look at me or his friends. I knew my husband was feeling both hurt and embarrassed; I also knew what I was feeling when I realized my nipples had swollen and my pussy was soaking wet.

“Well guys, do you like what you see?” Thomas grinned and said he had never seen any set of tits as beautiful as mine. As soon as I heard his words I decided to end the card game. I didn’t want to wait any longer; I wanted dick and I wanted as much as I could get. “Thank you Thomas, it was very sweet of you to say that! You know the four of you have been my friends for years and you’ve always made me feel special.

Now I’d like to do something to show you all just how special I can make you feel. Is there anything else you’d like to see? “ I heard Tim tell me they would love to see anything I would be willing to show. “Gentlemen, just so you know, I have plans to show you a lot tonight. Maybe I should start by showing you this.”

I undid my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I couldn’t believe the sexual rush I felt knowing there were so many eyes staring at my pussy and tits. Now it was their turn, to put it simply; I needed to see some cock. I sat back down in my chair, turned and smiled at Alan. “Just because all of you have seen me naked, that doesn’t mean I’m through; in fact I’m just getting started. Why don’t you stand up so I can have some fun?”

As soon as he stood I reached up and slowly pulled-down his zipper. I felt his hand softly brush my cheek. “Jenna, are you sure you want to go through with this?” I looked up at him and nodded. Turning to Frank, I noticed he was still refusing to look at what was going on. “Hey asshole, you need to watch what I’m about to do. Maybe I should invite Michelle over so I could give her some tips on how to give a decent blow job!”

The expression on his face told me that he had received my message loud and clear. He raised his head and stared at me as I turned my attention back to Alan. I slid my hand inside his pants and pulled-out his beautifully hard cock. I could feel my clit start to swell as I began slowly stroking him. When I felt him begin to throb in my hand I knew I couldn’t wait any longer to get started.

I took couple of inches of him into my mouth, swirling my tongue over and around the head; I couldn’t believe he tasted so good. Glancing to the side I saw Frank staring at me as more and more of his friend disappeared into my mouth. It took just a few minutes for me to relax enough to feel the head of the different cocks sliding down my throat.

Alan took hold of my head and began fucking my face. As he increased his pace I slid my hand between my legs and started playing with my clit. I didn’t realize how turned on he was until he gasped and thrust his prick into my mouth as far as it would go. My mouth filled with his sweet, warm cum. I missed that taste; I did my best to swallow every drop and lapped it up from his shaft.

After Alan pulled out, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I did my best to pull myself together and looked at the others.

“Okay guys, who is next?” Each of them took turns having their cocks sucked. I had no problems getting myself off several times before I swallowed my last mouthful of cum. Although the orgasms I gave myself were fantastic, I knew there was something else I needed and I smiled and told them exactly what I wanted. “Guys, I need to get all of your cocks hard again so we can fuck. I haven’t had a decent pounding in quite some time”, I said as I flicked another glare at Frank.

They followed me into the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and began sucking Alan. Once his dick was hard, I pulled away, lay on my back and spread my legs. He wasted no time positioning himself and sliding his cock deep inside me. It had been so long, I couldn’t believe how full my cunt felt. “Don’t forget guys, while I’m fucking, you can use my mouth anytime you want.”

I wrapped my legs around Alan and let him take control. I felt the muscles inside my cunt wrap around his prick; the feeling was absolutely amazing and intense. He began fucking me as hard as he could, I stopped trying to control my orgasm and felt him explode into my juicey hole as I came around his hard shaft, squirting my own cream down his legth as he pounded his last drops into me.

As soon as Alan withdrew, Les took his place while Tim slid his prick into my mouth. For the first time I had two cocks inside me at the same time. I realized then that the best thing I could do was just relax and enjoy the feeling of these men using me. I don’t know how many orgasms I had. The rest was a blur and I only vaguely remember a couple of the guys pulling the sheet and blankets over me as they left.

It was mid-morning when I woke up to the smell of coffee and cooking bacon coming from the kitchen. I didn’t know what to expect when I saw Frank. The only thing I knew for sure was that I wanted many more nights like last night and that there was nothing sweeter than revenge.

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