After five years of marriage, after five years of perfect fidelity to one man, she had fucked two total strangers in one night. It just didn't seem possible, but her bruised and, satisfied cunt told her it was true. Lying beside her unsuspecting husband, she felt a wave of guilt – but she felt something else, too. She felt sexually fulfilled for the first time in her life.
"Oh, my God," Judy whispered, "what am I getting myself into?"
That was the problem – she LIKED what she'd done, and she wasn't about to stop. She felt very guilty about cheating on Joe, yes, but she knew she couldn't give up her new life, not even for him. She had to go on and explore the whole world of sex, to experience everything it was possible to do in bed.
In fact she could hardly wait till tomorrow.
CHAPTER THREE
Joe looked up from his breakfast and said, "How'd the job go last night, honey? Sorry I couldn't stay awake till you got home, but I hope everything went all right."
Judy tried not to blush – and failed.
"Oh, it was just fine," she said. "The work isn't all that hard."
Fortunately Joe didn't notice her blush. He nodded and got back to his scrambled eggs. Judy breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God Joe couldn't read the guilt on her face or know of the wicked memories running through her mind.
Even in the sober light of morning it excited her powerfully to recall the terrific sex she'd had with Tony Rossi and with the man named Frank. Though she felt a lot of guilt toward them, she was still looking forward to her evening's adventures. She was restless and impatient all day.
Finally she said goodbye to Joe and went off to the Flamingo. She hummed to herself as she got into her skimpy costume. Her pussy had that melting warm feeling again. Just the thought of making it with other men made her horny.