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Good girls don’t wear panites part 03The car quickly filled up with the smell of sex coming off Joan and it was very noticeable but it was cold outside so I kept the windows wound up. We drove in silence all the way home and Joan fell asleep. My mind still racing from what I witnessed my wife do and become, a cock crazed slut who was now sitting slumped in the seat beside me with her pussy exposed for all to see because her dress had ridden up. I would glance at her exposed pussy from time to time thinking about how she was fucked in both holes by ten guys. It felt a little sickly yet horny.We arrived home and I drove into the garage, thankfully it was remote controlled. I carried Joan upstairs and stripped her for bed. I stood there looking at her naked and used body and for the first time really noticed all the red marks on her pale flesh from where she was slapped and abused, Her pussy was bright red and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. My cock twitched in my pants again, just looking at her used body was turning me on and I so badly wanted to fuck her.I got undressed and lay beside her stroking her breasts and her body, she stirred and was waking up. My cock was digging into her hip and she felt it digging into her she reached down taking my cock in her hand saying that she was surprised that I still loved her after what she had done and that I still wanted her and that she hoped that I understood that she is still a good girl.I rolled on top of her with my cock at her red pussy and began rubbing the head against her opening until she became wet and then I began to put my cock in her and she told me it was hurting and I stopped but she told me to keep going and that she didn’t want to be fucked she wanted to be made love to. We kissed in a tight embrace as I slowly and deliberately pumped my cock in and out of her then she told me to cum for her and as I pumped with more increasing power I began cuming again but I had nothing left I had been drained by Barbara and Cheryl and Joan seemed disappointed but understood when I told her when we went in to shower before going to bed for the night.The next morning Joan came downstairs around 11am, she slept solidly all night and I could see she was still exhausted and she was walking slowly and deliberately as the night before took its toll on her. We didn’t speak for ages and it was an uncomfortable silence. All of our hormones had settled down the smell of sex was nowhere to be found except the car. She reached over the table to my hand and took it in hers and I gave her hand a gentle squeeze. That seemed to satisfy us both for now. She finished her breakfast and her coffee, came over to me and kissed me on the forehead telling me that she was going back to bed and that she loved me and I responded in kind. Over the next week our relationship returned to the way it was when we were first married, we were bursa escort madly in love enjoying each others bodies every night, Joan would cook dinner and we would talk about our day at work. She would go upstairs and change out of her work clothes into her short satin dressing gown and cuddle up with me as we watched T.V Saturday rolled around quickly, and Joan was up early making out her shopping list as I came downstairs for breakfast she gave me a peck on the cheek and grabbed her car keys and went out the door to the garage. She arrived home about three hours later bringing in the shopping which we put away and she asked if we were going out tonight and I told her if she wanted we could when she suggested the new place over on Benson.She told me she had a surprise for me and asked if I would like to see it and of course I did. She told me to sit down in my chair and she lifted her dress to reveal that she had her pussy pierced. “Do you like it baby?” I was flabbergasted and told her that I did. She told me that Mike and Barbara called her while she was out shopping and that they told her that they wanted her to get if. I was a little miffed that they asked her to do this and she did it. I realized that yes this was a surprise for me but she had done if for them and I called her out on it. Joan crumbled and told me that Mike had instructed her that she had to get it to prove she was a whore. He had apparently told her who to go to, to get it done and that she had to pay the guy with her body. Joan went into the detail of how the tattooist was expecting her and that he closed his store while she was there so they would not be interrupted and how she was roughly anal fucked before getting the piercing. The piercing was a gold ring with the Letter M hanging from it which was another thing I didn’t like.She said Mike wanted to see his initials on her and I didn’t like it, so I rang Mike and Barbara and asked what the fuck they were playing at branding my wife in a way. Barbara told me not to worry about it the initial could easily be changed. It was more about seeing if Joan would do it more than anything but asked me to allow Joan to wear it until the next party which was the next weekend and that they just wanted to have a little fun with her and I begrudgingly agreed to let it go.Barbara asked to talk to Joan and I handed her the phone they talked for a while with a lot of yeses and uhuh’s coming from Joan. I wanted to know what was going on and she explained that Mike and Joan were just having a little fun with her and that they wanted to make sure I was okay with it and Joan hoped that from her perspective that I was okay with it telling me that she loved me. After a few minutes I told her it was okay with me even though I secretly hated it and that I loved her too, which pleased her.We went to the place on Benson that night. We sat at the bar as we bursa escort bayan listened to the band. Joan and I got up to dance a few times and there were a few guys looking at her. I think it was because we were among some of the older people in the bar and the way Joan was dressed. After her second visit to the toilets she came back to the bar with a piece of paper in her hand, which she immediately put in her clutch purse. I questioned her about it and she told me she would tell me later because she just wanted to enjoy our time out together.When we got home I asked her about the piece of paper and she pulled it out and read it out to me, “Hi, I’m Matt, my friends and I think you’re hot and we’d love to fuck you call me if you are interested call me on (469) 555234982” I asked her who was it, I didn’t see anyone talking to her and she told me he hit her up at the toilets. Then I wanted to know where he was sitting and if she knew. She told me she did, they were behind me at a table next to the wall she also told me that he and his two friends were in their mid twenties and they looked nice. I asked her what she was going to do, she asked me if I would let her or want her to call them and organize a meeting saying that she would abide by my decision. In the end she decided not to call him but kept his note.The following Monday Joan called me at the office and told me she had to stay back an hour every day for the next week as the company she worked for landed a new high flying client. Joan would arrive home an hour later than usual all week, there was nothing out of the ordinary except that she was wearing the more and more revealing work clothes. On Wednesday she came home and told me this was now going to be a regular thing until further notice. She also told me that there was new training coming down the pipe and her boss wanted her to do it. The only problem is that it was being held in Las Vegas over four days and it was set for two weeks time. She told me if she went to the training she was looking at a promotion with the company.I said to her that in light of her news that we should go out for dinner instead of me cooking again. Quite frankly, I didn’t like cooking that much and she jumped at the offer. She wanted to know where and I had no idea so she told me about the restaurant near her work she sometimes went to for lunch and I agreed.She told me she wanted to shower and then we could go. When she emerged from the bedroom she was wearing that Red Dress again this time with her black stiletto heels. I loved her in that dress. We ate dinner as we discussed Vegas and I noticed that Joan was rather restless, something was on her mind and I wanted to know what it was. She asked me if I remembered the note from Saturday night and I did. She said to me that she was thinking about calling the number and asked if I minded because she had been thinking escort bursa about since Saturday and asked me what I thought about it. I asked if she really wanted to do it and she said she did but needed me to tell her that I wanted her to call it. She smiled at me and told me she needed to hear me say that I wanted her to call. I told her if she wanted to call the guy to do it but she insisted I tell her that I wanted her to call him. After a short back and forth I finally told her I wanted her to call him.She pulled her phone out of her bag and dialed the number and she said who she was and conversed with Matt for a while before taking her pen out and writing down an address before telling him she would be knocking on the door in 30 minutes. It was set, I was going to be her driver and hang around outside while she played the slut. She told me not to be too upset because she would make sure she got some photos of the action for me with a wicked giggle.After sitting around for about four hours she came to me smelling of sex and looking flushed and greeted me with, “Wow! That was fucking amazing” I drove home as she started to tell me in detail of what had happened but stopped and said that it would be best to just watch the video as they took turns filming everything. Joan allowed them to take photos on her phone only and even got them to take video. I wanted to make sure with her that they didn’t take video that would be posted all over the internet but she apparently told them of her conditions before anything happened.Joan plugged her phone into the T.V and we sat together and watched the video of her escapade with Matt and his two friends. It wasn’t long after the video started that I had a boner from watching these guys fucking Joan and her looking directly into the lens saying how much she loved being a slut because I wanted her to be a slut. I pushed Joan to her side and moved to put my cock inside her, I didn’t care that she had not showered, I just wanted my cock inside her glorious pussy. I fucked her as we continued watching the video. I was trying to kiss her while squeezing her tits as I fucked her shifting my attention back and forth to the T.V even though she was resisting when I tried to kiss her, she stopped me and fast forwarded the video and paused it then she hit play. There she was on the bathroom floor sucking their cocks. Then suddenly one of them began pissing on her and then another then another telling her to open her mouth and swallow which she ended up doing. She said, “Are you sure you still want to kiss me?” I was so turned on I said, “More than ever baby” and then I plunged my tongue into her mouth kissing her deeply as I pounded her pussy with all my might. It was at that moment that I realized that not only did I want her to be a slutty whore but that I needed her to be a slutty whore as much as she needed it and I told her and I finally got why Barbara and Mike were saying when the told me I was a very lucky man to have a wife like her. Just at that moment we both came and both our bodies convulsed simultaneously.Continued in Part 4
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