I had gotten home early and was having a beer when my wife walked in. she was surprised to see me home early and seemed a little nervous. i walked over to her and started to kiss her. she kissed back but didn't seem to want to go any further, kept saying she needed to take a shower. i teased her a little and then reached down with one hand swiftly diving into her panties. then i realized why she wanted to take a shower. her softness was full of dried cum.

i exploded. i was furious. i stepped back and demanded an explanation.

susy just started bawling.

i sat down and told her to start confessing or she would regret it.

she said it started the day she went to work for bill.

bill was a painter and had hired her about six months ago to work as a helper. she said from day one, he would rub up against her when he was near her he would hold her soft place to prevent her from falling when she was on a ladder, his hands conveniently cupping her soft place. from there he just kept getting more and more familiar. i asked her why she didn't tell me then. i would have fixed him.

she said at first she thought she could just ignore it because she knew we needed the money.

but as she ignored it, he just kept getting bolder. often when they drove out to a job, he had her sit next to him and he would run his hands up and down her thighs or would hang his arm over her shoulder and caress her tits.

she said it all came to a boil a couple of months ago. i had played her before going to work one morning, but she hadn't quite got there so she was still pretty horny when she got to work. it was one of those hot days so she had skipped the bra and panties and had worn her usual painter shirt and pants. they had a house to paint while the owners were away for the week. the ac was broke and waiting for parts so the house was already warm inside when they got there and inspite of fans it just got hotter. in no time my wife said they were both teasing sweat.

bill took off his shirt trying to cool off. that didnt help my wife. she was already horny. now she was hot, and looking at bill barechested only made her hotter. she pulled a ladder over near where he was painting to cut in above a window. bill looked at her and when she got to the top of the stepladder, he reached over and put his hands on her soft place, so she wouldn't lose her balance. my wife said she was so turned on with her pants rubbing her crotch that she shuddered at his touch.

bill picked up on that and began to massage her soft place. my wife said she told him that she needed to turn around so she could reach the other side of the window. she turned and as she reached out she said, "aren't you going to hold me so i won't fall?" bill didn't need to be told twice. he reached out and put one hand on her crotch and one hand on the sweat soaked tee shirt she had one. my wife said she was so turned on, she started to humping his hand. then bill unbuckled her pants and pulled her zipper down. her pants fell to her ankles.

he said, "its getting too hot in here to wear heavy clothing.

my wife put down her paint brush and started to step down the ladder. bill stopped her on the bottom step and dropped his pants too. then my wife pulled off her shirt and bill began to kiss her and rub her tits. he positioned himself so that his length was rubbing up against her cunt, her very wet, teasing cunt.

she said he used one hand to pull his length up and down her softness like it was a dildo. then he stopped and pushed up a little poking the head of his thingy into her sopping wet softness. she said her knees buckled and she slid down on his rock hard length. she wrapped her legs around him and hung on.

he walked her over to the wall and began banging her against the wall. she had never been played in that position before and she said her personal place was pushing down so hard on his length as he played her that she came in seconds and kept cumming as he played like a jackhammer.

he finally shot his load and then just leaned into her trying to catch his breath.

she said she just hung there limp and could feel his cum and hers running down her legs.

she said they spent the better part of the day playing and sucking each other instead of painting. after that, they would start each day either with him banging her or 69 or she would give him a playjob.

often she said that bill would do the wall play thing at the end of the day back at the shop. it was always in the same spot and the sheetrock was now permanently stained from all of her private part juice. she looked at me and just stared at my crotch.

i realized that i had my length in my hand and had been stroking it for some time as i listened to my slut wife confess. i walked over to her and told her to take off her clothes. she stripped right there. i pushed her down. she started to reach over to suck me, and i told her no. i laid her back on her back and spread her legs and began to toy her softness, cleaning her up, sucking up all the dried and almost dried play juices on her. afterwards i told her if she was going to keep doing this then she better tell me every day when, where, what she did and she better bring her slut private part home to me. if she did then i would take care of it like i just did. so far she hasn't failed...