The Coat Room

The Coat Room by Iluv R. Moore My wife and I traveled a fair distance out of town to a niece's wedding. I wrote the day off to a typical family get-together, and most of the day did point in that direction. At the reception (I was out of the church now) I felt more at ease checking out the women who wore decent skirts and were showing off their legs. To add to my fun, I videotaped most of the occasion and focused on the long-legged beauties of the evening. It was truly a great setup; I could videotape openly without drawing suspicion. I am a good family man simply saving memories. However, my wife is harder to fool. I was outside, having finished up some requested photos with several family members, when I started chatting up my sister-in-laws' girlfriend Katie. She was feeling no pain and flirting away. When my wife was nearby she actually kissed her on the cheek and then kissed me while saying what great people we were. I was smiling inside while feeling good about this nice babe who was hot for me. Of course, being a skirt chaser, I took full advantage of the opportunity and later encouraged her to "pose" for the camcorder. She was eating it up. Unfortunately, when she showed me her lacy black panties, my wife caught the whole thing. I tried to tell my wife that she was drunk and hot for me. I did not start anything nor do anything, other than catch it on tape. It was too late. My wife was mad and walked away after uttering that two can play this game. The next thing you know she was chatting up another family friend. He was at least 10 years younger than my 45-year old wife. They even danced a couple of times. I believe she was trying to make me jealous. She came up to me later and asked how I felt. I simply said that I got a big hardon from her acting the slut! She became livid and stated that she could be just that, "you big jerk." I laughed because my wife could almost qualify as a virgin since she is normally so darn prudish. As the evening wore on, I talked to my brother at length and noticed that my wife was enjoying this guy's company. They were often with others so I was not worried in the least. But the crowd started to wain and there were fewer sitting around their table. Somewhat later I noticed that they were the last two at the table and thought well...enough is enough and I'd better get over there before something stupid happens. When I finally broke away from a nephew-conversation, I noticed the table was empty. Now, where could they be. I walked around and could not find them. Hmm. I was walking around the lobby when I spotted an unlit cloak room. I walked over and slowed down when I though I heard something. I crept up slowly and peered inside the room into the shadows. In a darkened corner I saw what I will never forget. My wife was on her knees in her sexy outfit with this guy's dick in her mouth. I watched in awe as she did the best she could. She bobbed her head up and down. She held it and licked it from top to bottom. She even licked his balls. With all the excitement, he could not last long. After all, he was feeding his horsecock down someone's wife's throat, my wife's, only steps away from other guests. He grabbed the back of her head and shoved it all the way down her throat. I actually heard a gurgling sound come from her throat as he unloaded his pent up passion. I had accidentally emerged from behind the wall I was peeking from when he opened his eyes. Our eyes met and I found myself smiling, maybe even smirking. I brought my finger up to my lips for him to remain silent. As my wife was licking his cock clean, I opened the little half door and entered quietly. Without getting her attention, I walked up behind her and unzipped my pants. I could not believe that I actually had a fucking hardon after having seen my wife suck this guy off. But looking down at my cock, I realized I was definitely turned on. When I was right behind her, he moved to angle her better. I was able to place my dick close to his and finally she bumped it with her face. She opened her eyes and said, "I told you I could be a slut and know you know what it feels like." I told her to keep being a slut and suck my dick. While holding his dick, she slid my cock into her mouth. She had to have been dying by that time, needing to fuck. I said we should move outside. We went to this guy's van and climbed in back. The windows were tinted enough that we could not be seen but could see out. Seeing friends and relatives walking by only added to the excitement. In the van, I removed her dress. She was wearing heels, thigh-highs, panties and bra. I took her panties and bra off and she was ready. I began to kiss her and he rubbed her pussy. I could taste his sperm in her mouth and it did not bother me at all. She leaned over giving him more of her pussy until I saw what she wanted. He mounted her from behind as she swallowed my dick. We double-fucked her and she loved it. It was a great evening. On the way home, she became quiet. I knew she was worried. I let her know immediately how I felt. I asked her if someone flirts with me again, if she would take revenge. She looked at me not knowing what to say. I told her that her kisses were never as sweet as they were that evening and could not wait to share her again. She kissed me and cuddled on the way home. At home, we made love again. Iluv R. Moore 3041 1.19/512345