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Filled by more: 3> Kate's revenge delivery (fm:slut wife, 4464 words)

Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: May 17 2018Views / Reads: 1300 / 1165 [90%]Story vote: 9.62 (13 votes)
Having discovered that her no good lazy husband was cheating on her, Kate, when three big black men delivered some furniture for his basement den, decided that a dose of revenge was in order as he watched the game upstairs.
 


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Story outline: Having discovered that her no good lazy husband was cheating on her, Kate, when three big black men delivered some furniture for his basement den, decided that a dose of revenge was in order as he watched the game upstairs.

Up until a week ago, I thought I had the perfect marriage.

I was doing the housework while my lazy husband, Roger, watched the highlights of the big game, when my phone suddenly rang. It was a text message from someone called Jenny. ‘What,' I suddenly thought to myself.

I didn't know anyone called Jenny, let alone how she got my number. All the same, I curiously clicked the accept button.

I was stunned speechless at what I read: ‘How's your cock? Ready to go again? Missing you, Roger!'

It was then that I realised it was my husband's phone. We both had the same make and model. He got the second one half-price for buying the same model. I must have picked up his by mistake, I realised, as the blood boiled up inside me. I was angry. More than that, I was livid. I thought our marriage was okay especially the sex. I gave him everything he wanted to keep him happy so as to avoid something like that, and now, it turns out he betrayed my trust.

Rather than get mad at him, I decided that two could play at that game. Roger wasn't that good a fuck anyway, and so I would be getting the better deal out of the two of us from him. As for what to do, who to find for my revenge. Roger had made that easy for me.

Fast forward to the following weekend:

"Kate, can you get me another beer, please? And hurry, the delivery guys are going to be here shortly," my husband, Roger, called out from the kitchen. The game was on, the ‘big game', whichever one it was. Football, basketball, I didn't much care. There had been a ‘big game' on every weekend for the last month.

"Yes, honey," I called out from the kitchen. I went to the fridge and grabbed one of the remaining cans from the six-pack he had specifically bought for during the game and took it into the living room for him.

On my way there, I checked myself out in the hall mirror. There was a small hole in the old t-shirt I had on. It was just in the right spot to expose my unencumbered left breast. It was one of those shirts that hugged my shapely 38D tits just right and it's so hard to actually find a shirt that is both comfortable and sexy, not that I had any intention of being sexy with Roger. Far from it.

"Here you are, darling," I said, as I handed him the beer over his shoulder. My no good SOB of a husband was laid out on the sofa as usual. Feeling the way I was, I had every right to slap him or upend the beer on his head. Instead, I smiled both outward and inwardly. He didn't even say thank you, which was fine by me. The delivery men were due soon and I was looking forward to getting my revenge right under Roger's nose, or as good as.

We had only just moved into our first home, which has a basement area, three months ago. Having looked it over, Roger decided to turn it into his man den. Once he eventually cleared it out and with my help, he ordered some furniture which was imminently due. The game had yet to start, a three hour long one with a short half-time interval. That would give me plenty of time to enjoy the attentions of the delivery men. Until they arrived, I returned to the kitchen and poured myself a stiff drink.

No sooner had the game started than the front door bell rang. Roger was

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