Veronica stared at me for what seemed an eternity. Finally she looked away, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the large garden bath window. Surely there was some hole in the ground I could crawl into and hide I thought. “Don’t worry about it Howdy.” she finally said, breaking the long, deafening silence, “I figured sooner or later, you would falter. All men lie and cheat. I just hoped that my man wouldn’t, that’s all.” “B-b-b-but, I can explai …” I stammered. Soapy bath water splashed everywhere as Veronica’s hand shot from under the water giving me the ‘stop’ sign with her palm. “I don’t want to hear it.” she hissed, “Save your fucking lame ass excuses for someone else Howdy! Just get out! Leave me the fuck alone.” “N O W G E T O U T!” My head dropped in shame. I stood there emotionally reduced to rubble, completely humiliated. There simply was no defending my actions. Man, I really fucked up this time I mumbled under my breath. I took hold of the doorknob to close it behind me as I turned to leave. A last glance towards Veronica caught her with both hands covering her face. No one was to blame but me. There was no need to completely close the door, I was going to grant her her demand and leave. When I turned to walk away, I was completely startled by a shadowy figure lurking at the end of the hallway. “What the fuuuuuuuck ?” I whispered to myself. “Hello again Howdy.” the soft feminine voice called from the shadows, “busted eh?” “I didn’t expect to see you again so soon.” she said, stepping into the light. “Elizabeth?” I said in a whisper, “what are you… how did… why are you here? Why did you follow me home? You shouldn’t be here! I’m a married man. You know that, right?” I said quietly, trying not to alert Veronica. Not even two minutes had passed since my nuts were handed to me for cheating, and already my mind is already telling me how delicious Elizabeth looked. I’m pretty fucking pathetic I said to myself. The way the light bathed her from above, almost made Elizabeth look almost angelic. Her hair was brushed neatly and framed her youthful face perfectly. All she wore was a shear teddy and panties that did little to hide her physical beauty. I was so stunned at what I saw, that I failed to notice the bathroom door open behind me. “Hello Laaaady V.” purred Elizabeth as she peeked around me. “Hiya Bethie.” Veronica cooed in response. “What tha…?” I started, realizing Veronica was standing behind me. Both walked towards me. Elizabeth was wearing the same seductive look on her face I had enjoyed seeing all afternoon. Only this time, her look was trained on my wife. Veronica pushed past me and met Elizabeth’s embrace with a hot wet kiss to the lips. I was dumbfounded. I watched as they embraced, tits pressed to tits, and arms holding each other tightly. They broke the kiss long enough to smile at each other and drink in the aroma of each other’s inviting fragrance, then kissed again, this time their bodies grinding together. “What the fuck is going on? I quietly demanded in a loud whisper. They ignored me as if my volume was muted. Elizabeth’s hands slid inside Veronica’s robe, roughly fondling her as her roaming hands circled my wife’s slender waist. Veronica’s hands cupped Bethie’s face tenderly, and she pecked kisses all over. I could see the outline of Bethie’s hands inside the robe as they slipped to grab my wife by the buttocks. Even though it quickly became very arousing to watch, I was still shocked to see my wife behaving in such an uninhibited manner with another woman. Only once in our thirty plus years together, had she ever expressed any sexual interest in anyone but me. And surprisingly, it was with her Aunt Melissa and me. Veronica, broke from Elizabeth’s grasp and abruptly turned to face me. The sudden turn caused Veronica’s white cottom robe to open fully, exposing her perfect tits and still damp pussy hair. “So Howdy, you must be surprised?” my wife smirked with raised brows as she made no attempt to cover herself. Veronica’s beautiful tanned tits rose and fell rapidly with each labored shallow breath she took. Her mind and body were racked with supercharged emotion. I could tell Vernoica’s mind was racing as she searched for words as her eyelids blinked nervously. “You know Howdy…” she blurted out, then paused, “well, I guess you wouldn’t know this now would you? Even though we didn’t see much of each other until recently, Bethie and I have been friends, mmm, really close friends for a very long time. Not too long ago Howdy, we discovered that being just friends, well, wasn’t nearly satisfying enough.” she calmly said, blindly reaching behind her to grope at Bethie. They stood there looking at me, Bethie’s chin resting on Vernoica’s shoulder, and both wearing shit eating grins in mocking gesture at having pulled this off so successfully. Even though I had demanded some sort of explanation, I really had no response to what I was witnessing had they even offered one. I just stood there like a statue, watching, waiting to see what happened next. In a not so subtle act of foreplay, Bethie Karşıyaka escort rubbed the robe against Veronica’s satiny smooth skin like it was a towel. She dabbed and patted V’s hips and tummy with hands full of the plush soft robe before pushing the soft fabric over V’s sensitive breasts. Veronica’s lips parted long enough for a delicious sounding moan to escape. Then her eyes flickered shut for a long moment, as the caressing motion of soft cotton brushed slowly across her skin. Bethie kept her sultry gaze on my eyes as she decided to treat me to a little show. She reached for the collar of Veronica’s robe and slowly pulled it off of V’s shoulders. Veronica looked down at her breasts as the robe melted off of her, exposing her hard nipples. Her eyes caught mine as she straightened her arms downward to accomodate the robe’s fall, leaving it in a crumpled heap around her feet. My cock was raging hard. My eyes made several passes up and down Veronica’s beautiful naked body. She looked at me with a pitiful expression, almost as if she delighted in showing me what I had forfitied by being unfaithful. Veronica’s nipples pointed directly at me, taunting me. In an insulting act of seizing possession, Bethie’s arms slid between V’s torso and arms, and wrapped around her rib cage, snuggling V to her own busum. Both of them sighed heavily. Bethie’s arm folded neatly under my wife’s pendulous tits, supporting them with her forearms. Comforted by the embrace, Veronica’s eyes closed as Bethie’s hands cupped her tits and her fingertips traced circles around V’s sensitive nipples. Bethie’s sensuous touches sent an army of chill bumps across V’s body, causing her to suddenly shutter. They both giggled. Bethie’s hands casually slid down my wife’s sides and disappeared behind her back. Veronica’s eyes suddenly grew large and she sucked in a gasp of air. From her response, Bethie must have had her hands all over her ass, or was slipping fingers underneath V’s bottom to dab in her wetness. Veronica widened her stance, shifted her weight back and forth, and bent over slightly at the waist. She braced herself with hands on either side of the hallway, and in an act of submission, gave Bethie’s fingers all the freedom they sought. As Bethie delivered her brand of pleasure to Veronica’s sweet cunt, V tried her best to keep her gaze fixed on me, to further punish me I guessed. Bethie stood behind Veronica, tugging a handful of her long hair as her other hand pumped inside Veronica’s tight walls. Veronica licked and gnawed at her lips as her lower body jerked and pushed at Bethie’s fingers. Finally, her eyes flickered shut as she succombed to the immense pleasure of the finger pounding. Her cunt was a churning cauldren of fire and ready to overflow. Suddenly, as if she just remembered that this whole exercize was meant to teach me a lesson, her half closed eyes widened. The soft sensuous expression she had worn only moments before, quickly evaporated and she gave me a cold piercing stare that penetrated my core. Veronica straightened up, combed the hair away from her face with both hands, shaking her head to free the tangles. Out of the blue she offered me a little history lesson. “Howdy, I guess you forgot that Bethie’s mom Abigail, and my Aunt Melissa were dear friends at one time. You know, back in the days when that tramp Gypsy of yours was pimping you out, and you two had your little man whore thing going.” My blood boiled at her insult to Gypsy. “Leave Gypsy out of this. You can take your anger out on me all you want, but she is off limits! Understood? Besides, what I did before you and I married is none of your fucking business.” My emotional defense of Gypsy caught her off guard. Afterall, it had been over thirty years since Gypsy and I had had our little boy toy business going. Not only that, but she had been dead for over thirty years. “And hey, for your information woman, if it hadn’t been for Gypsy, I would have never met you in the first place. It was Gypsy who arranged my appointments, not me. It just so happened that the first friend of Gypsy’s I fucked was your Aunt Melissa! And a damn good fuck she was too!” The sound of the harsh reminder clanged in Veronica’s head. She winced at the thought of me having fucked her Aunt. Afterall, her aunt was more of a mother figure than an aunt. Seeing that I was not ready to roll over and play dead caught Veronica unprepared. So being the formitable tactician she was, she changed strategies. “So, were you trying to prove to yourself, or to me, that you could still get in other woman’s panties? Huh? Didn’t it ever occur to you that I noticed you flirting with practically everything that wore a skirt? Did it ever dawn on you that maybe, just maybe, I had set you up for some of those encounters too? she smirked. “I have fucking friends everywhere Howdy! How could you be so fucking stupid?” Veronica bolstered by her sudden new confidence, bowed her shoulders back and lifted her chin defiantly at me. “I knew Bethie made the perfect target for you Howdy. bornova escort bayan She’s young enough for you to not suspect as being my friend. She has the voice and body of a porn star, and is seductively irresistible enough to lure your cheating ass into her bed.” Veronica’s tirade was on a roll, and she was not about to let up, “I just knew you couldn’t say no to her. I knew it. I knew it! I fucking mother fucking knew it!” she yelled as her hands waved angrily. She stared at me for a minute before lowering her voice a bit, “Don’t get me wrong, deep in my heart of hearts, I hoped that you would prove me wrong and wouldn’t fall for this. But, honestly, I have suspected for a while now, that if you thought you could get away with it, you would at least try. What is it you always say Howdy, ‘It’s easier to beg forgiveness than beg for permission’? Hmm, isn’t that it?” The fury in her eyes reignited and the veins in her neck bulged. Her body tensed like she was readying for a prize fight as she jabbed her index finger towards my chest. “It only made sense that if I was gone long enough, you would be eager to try your luck with someone. When did you decide you wanted to chase younger women instead of women your mommy’s age Howdy? Yesterday? The day before that? Hmm, when? Please just have the fucking decency… to fucking tell me… just fucking when… fucking me… was no longer good enough for you!” Veronica turned her head away from me to hide the tears streaming down her cheeks. “I knew you were weak in the flesh Howdy, but dammit, you mean to tell me that all it took was one mother fucking phone call from a sexy female voice? All it took was one fucking phone call from a complete stranger, sight unseen, for you to cheat on me? Are you that fucking hard up for a piece of new pussy?” Her face snapped towards me. Through blurry eyes she sneared, “You know what? You’re still a slut Howdy! A mother fucking man slut!” she said, brandishing her middle finger in my face. The tension in the air was ripe for escalation. Thankfully Bethie interviened. She had seen and heard enough of this domestic quarrel and tried her best to calm Veronica down. She spun Veronica to face her and whispered something in V’s ear as her that made them both giggle. “I came over here tonight to be your lover V, not your referee or counselor.” she said, trying to add levity. Bethie brushed the tear matted hair from V’s face and kissed her warmly on the lips. Then with a wink, she spun V back around to face me. Once agan my eyes traveled up and down my wife’s incredible body. Then Bethie’s hands reappeared from behind V and traced the path, from sides to front where her waistband would have been had she been wearing panties. Bethie’s left hand slid into V’s pubic hair and she gently tugged at the fine curls as they unfurled between her retreating fingers. Veronica moaned loudly as she leaned backwards onto Bethie’s shoulder, her head turning to kiss Bethie on the ear. Veronica squeezed roughly at her own tits as Bethie’s probing touches brought her body back to life. Bethie moaned into V’s ear, shoving her tongue inside as her free hand briefly held Veronica by the throat. Then Bethie released her grip, slid her hand down V’s chest, through her cleavage, and traced the rim of V’s belly button several times. My wife’s body jerked hard in heightened sensitivity. Bethie’s long slender fingers criss crossed V’s tummy and repeatedly dipped into her hairline. Each time Bethie’s fingers drew near V’s swollen nub, she teasingly retreated with nails gently raking through the edges of her bush and across her tummy. Veronica was in desperate need of some emotional release. Soon, they were lost in their own little world and again, they completely ignored my presence . It was like I was had suddenly become invisible. It made absolutely no difference to them that I had lowered my pants and was stroking my throbbing cock as I watched their very hot love dance take flight. Bethie’s hands slid gracefully from V’s waist to the front of her thighs, dipping between her inner thighs, making long slow strokes up and down her inner thighs. Graceful firm fingertips stretched the muscle fibers in Veronica’s thighs on the downward stroke, and Bethie’s long nails gently raked their way back up. Long slow passes from Bethie’s hands and fingers seemed to work their magic. Veronica melted in Bethie’s hands. Bethie kept her eyes on me and my hard cock as her thumbs disappeared into V’s dark pussy hair, rubbing either side of her aching clit. She pushed the full length of her thumbs between Veronica’s legs, then pressed them towards each other, squeezing V’s engorged outer lips over her nub. Much to her delight, Veronica’s juices poured over Bethie’s thumbs. Both of them gasped loudly as Bethie’s thumb knuckles squeezed her clit between the meaty folds. Then she bit Veronica’s ear lobe, holding her between clenched teeth as she roughly rubbed her thumbs up and down in opposite directions, causing Veronica to squeal and her knees to Escort üçyol buckle. The searing pain mixed with the pleasure surged through her writhing body. Veronica grabbed both of Bethie’s hands, pulling her even closer to her from behind. She guided them away from her throbbing pussy towards her large breasts. Bethie squeezed my wife’s tits hard, pinching and pulling at her hard nipples. All four hands rubbed her tits roughly as Veronica arched her lower back and pushed her ass into Bethie’s pelvis. Bethie kissed on Veronica’s neck as she massaged her heaving tits. Bethie kept her eyes locked on mine as she played with my wife while I stood there like a petrified schoolboy. She was getting off on applying this erotic form of torture on me. There she was, my new found fuck buddy, molesting my wife in front of me as if they were alone. “I need to cum Bethie. Please let me cum baby!” V begged. Bethie answered the plea with a sharp swat to Veronica’s ass cheek that sounded like a lightning strike. The intensity of the sting caught Veronica by surprize, making her yelp loudly. With Veronica’s fingers laced behind Bethie’s, she guided them back down her tummy. Veronica’s arms pushed her heaving tits together, making them look even more fuckable. Bethie ran her fingers across every well defined muscle in Veronica’s stomach before letting their hands dip into her furry love nest. Without hesitation, Veronica spread her legs wide so Bethie had unfettered access to her most hidden parts. They moaned and squirmed in unison as Bethie’s hands roamed freely over her pussy and inner thighs. Bethie slid her hand through Veronica’s thick bush, this time, sticking two fingers into her slippery wet hole. Bethie gripped V’s cunt in her fist, holding her throbbing wetness firm. V let out a long deep gasp and begged Bethie to fuck her, to let her cum. For some reason, Bethie withheld her permission. The heel of Bethie’s palm found Veronica’s hard clit and applied pressure to it’s base from underneath. Veronica squealed loudly and held Bethie’s hand pressed tightly between her legs as her fingers probed. Bethie’s other hand slid around Veronica’s hip and squeezed her ass cheek, slapping it hard a few times, and then slipped into V from behind. “Oh God yes Bethie, yes, yes! That’s it baby. Right there! Now fuck this slut baby. Make this ass and cunt yours!” Bethie had both of her middle fingers delving deeply in Veronica’s tight cunt. The palm of one hand rubbed V’s hard clit, the thumb on the other hand, pushed against V’s puckered little starfish from behind. V’s first ring of resistance was practically nonexistent and Bethie slipped her thumb in fully. I was lost in this lesbian fuck fantasy that featured my wife and my new lover. It took all my will power not to shoot a hot steamy load over the both of them as I watched. But I hoped to soon put this hard cock to better use, so I waited. My wife was happily being violated and showed no visible signs of restraint. She moaned loudly and begged Bethie to please finish her off soon. Her body was on fire and trembled violently. She shook so hard, she had to steady herself with her hands against the walls. All of her anger and passion stirred inside her and begged to be freed. V’s eruption was ready to unleash. “Don’t you even think about cumming yet Lady V. I will tell you when you can. Got it?” Bethie warned with a hard pinch to V’s clit that closed off the escape route of the orgasm. Unable to take any more unless she was allowed to cum, Veronica yanked Bethie’s hands from between her legs. They both stood there, now facing each other, breathing hard. Bethie’s fingers and palm dripped with my wife’s tasty juices. Bethie smiled at V, then at me and then slowly licked her fingers clean. As Bethie slurped my wife’s juices from one hand, she dipped her other hand between her own legs, and dug deeply into her wet cunt. She extracted fingers loaded with the mix of sweet goo from both of them, and held them to Veronica’s open lips. Their lips grew near and they shared the sticky treats between them. Veronica licked Bethie’s fingers clean, then mumbled to Bethie it had been an exhausting flight home from vacation, and was ready for bed. “If you won’t let me cum, I’ll just masturbate and you won’t get any of it.” V threatened with a pouty lip. Without so much as a ‘fuck you’, they both turned and walked arm in arm towards the master bedroom down the hall. As they reached the double doors to the bedroom, they stopped and turned towards me, “Are you coming or not?” I didn’t have to be invited twice. Bethie pulled her teddy over her head as she neared the king sized bed. Veronica playfully pushed Bethie backwards onto the bed and without hesitation, groped at Bethie’s drenched pussy through her soaked panties. Bethie giggled loudly and opened her legs wide for V’s inspection. Thinking that since I had been invited to join them, my ‘adult timeout’ must be over, I reached for my wife to kiss her, but she pulled away from me. “I don’t think so you cheating bastard.” V barked with glaring eyes. “You should just be fucking happy you get to watch. You can watch, but you can’t touch! Don’t you even fucking think about touching either of us or you will have to leave! Understood?” she sternly warned. Veronica’s threatening scowl quickly melted into a sultry smile as she turned her attention towards Bethie.