Christmas Parties

Christmas Parties By Danny. What I have witnessed involving my wife and other men the past two weeks is a combination of a jealous husband's nightmare and a voyeur husband's dream. I have often suspected that Becky might actually be cheating on me at times during our nine years of marriage, but Becky has always insisted she has been completely faithful, insists that I am the only man she has ever been with, and is very assuring sounding in her assertions of faithfulness to me. Becky though has always turned men's heads, and not only do I know she does look back, her flirtations with some men have caused me to wonder. The first Christmas party I am talking about was one she and I attended two weeks ago Saturday night, the 8th of December. It was one hosted by a married friend of hers who had been her best friend going back to childhood. I have always been sociable and friendly to Becky's friends, but that crowd she hung around with since highschool has some guys I can't help feeling some pangs of jealousy over. Becky insists that her relationships with those guys has always been just that- friends, and those relationships are strictly platonic. But I have seen the looks some of those guys give her, heard their bantor back and forth with some supposedly just joking but highly charged sexual innuendo at times. One of those guys, Robert sure has seemed to be more than a friend at times, and I was actually not looking forward to attendng that party in fear that Robert would be there. He not only seems very very friendly with my wife, he just seems to even be putting me down at tmes, and has said things to me at times that seem to be virtually saying "I have fucked your wife, and can do so again anytime I want to." Luckily Robert was not there, but Becky sure spent a lot of time talking to and even dancing with David, another close male friend of hers. During the party, I noticed that Becky and David sort of slipped out the front door alone, and by the way they had been close dancing, and talking with lips virtually touching, I wondered if they were going to actually do something. I furtively slipped out the back door of the house, went around the side and happened to come upon them visiting outside. A streetlight gave enough illumination to see what they were doing, and I was able to get close enough to hear what they said. I was dumbfounded at what I saw and heard. First of all, I heard David remark: "I see you are wearing the necklace. I wondered if you still had it or ever wore it." Becky replied. "It's still my favorite. I wear it often to parties or when we go out. I told Danny that I bought it for myself of course, and he has no idea you gave it to me. I still remember that night you gave it to me for my 22nd birthday." I was dumbfounded. The necklace Becky was wearing was one she wore very often when we went out and I really did think she had just bought it for herself about seven years earlier as her twenty second birthday present would have been. I had no idea that my wife had been wearing a necklace given to her by another man. Becky though really blew my mind by what she did and said. She reached in her purse, took something out handed it to David, and said: "I wanted to give this to you. It's a Christmas present. It was taken at his sixth birthday party last summer. He looks more and more like you every year, and I thought you might like to have a picture of the your son" David took what looked to be a picture, gave her a kiss and asked, "Does your husband know?" "No," replied Becky. "He doesn't suspect a thing. He thinks Timmy is his. But he is oblivious about Roberta as well. I am certain Danny has no idea she isn't his either. Please keep that picture a secret, and never tell anyone about Roberta as well as Timmy, please." "Of course I wouldn't", David replied. "I have a marriage and family at stake too. I would cringe at Barb ever knowing about this." The two of them then embraced, kissed full on the mouth and were hotly making out. I wondered if he was going to actually fuck my wife with me spying on them. I saw David's hand work its way up my wife's shapely thing under her dress to her croch. When his hand reached her crotch though, Becky gently took his wrist and said, "Sorry. Wrong time of the month. I'm in my period. I just started yesterday. I can't make love with you tonight David, but if you are going to be around after the weekend I should be okay. My period started yesterday and I should be through by Monday if you are going to be around." David replied that unfortunately he was just in town for the weekend and would be heading back home Sunday night. The two of them then kissed and carressed each other tenderly before going back inside. Becky did not say a word to me about being outside with David or anything about what had been said. Not having a clue about what to do, I just kept quiet. Then nearly two weeks later, this past Friday night, Becky and I attended another Christmas party, this one with her company. During the party, I again saw my wife head out of the house with another man. This time it was with a single coworker of hers. I again followed my wife and that time saw her get in the front seat of a car with her coworker. I was able to get close enough to the car to actually see them very well as they made out and then Becky's coworker laid her back in the front seat of his car, her legs hanging out the open cardoor, and worked her dress up around her waist. A streetlight again provided illumination that not only illuminated her wedding ring sparkling on her left hand, it also provided a glint of light off Becky's favorite necklace - the same one she wore so often that I had heard her say that David had given her. They were pasionately kissing and caressing each other and then with Becky's dress up around her waist he undid his trousers lowering them with his undershorts to his knees. Ron did not remove my wife's panties, but I then saw why he said "You wore them. I was hoping you would like my Christmas gift." Becky giggled and relpied, "I knew why you gave me the crotchless panties and that is why I wore them tonight. You told me you thought they would make our litttle encounters in the car easier, remember? And so I wore them tonight and you can see how much more convenient they make it for you to get to me." Ron was fingering her and said, "God, you're wet and slippery, Beck. Did you already have sex? Did your husband make love to you before you came here tonight?" "No," Becky responded. "That's just my natural lubrication. I was somewhat wet yesterday, and I have been superwet and hot all day. My body is obviously wanting to have sex today, and my pussy must have been getting superlubricated to be able to handle that wonderful thick cock of yours tongight. And my husband and I use rubbers when we make love." I saw Ron pull his finger out of my wife's pussy and could actually see a stringy clear strand of her pussy juice cling to his finger and while coming out of her pussy, stretch thin and wispy and then break. Ron then aimed a cock that would make two of mine at my wife's well lubricated cunt. What was alarming and almost unbelievable was that Becky did not even ask him to put on a rubber and he plunged his bare cock right up into my wife. Becky is always very careful having me wear condoms when we make love since we both have agreed two children is all we probably ever want, BUT she let Ron slide his bare prick into her totally unprotected pussy. They kissed, clawed each other, moaned, and cried out soft I love yous, and other phrases of endearment and they had sex. Becky finally wrapped her legs around Ron's groaned and shuddered in orgasm and rather that pull out Ron shoved his cock in my wife to the hilt when he arched his back, stiffened, groaned, and moaned, "Cumming, cumming Shit cumming in you Becky, UHHH Yes Coming coming." My wife grabbed his buttcheeks pulling his groin tight to hers, thrust her hips upward and cried out in orgasmic release as she was fertilized by his sperm. The two of them then collapsed, kissed, carressed each other, and exchanged lover's cooing words in their post coital bliss. I slipped away as they were untangling. My wife did not say a word about that encounter, just as she never mentioned the other situation I witnessed of course. And I again just kept what I knew to myself. I couldn't help think about it though and really thought about when Becky and I made love this weekend, and I started to enter her unprotected. Becky stopped me, and said, "The rubber Danny. A rubber. No put a rubber on. I could get pregnant, and we don't want anymore kids right now.Remember we agreed?" And after I complied, I did think it quite odd that she happened to remark. "We do know that rubbers aren't infallible, Danny. You were pressed up against me bare before you put that rubber on. Precum against a woman's slit can get her pregnant. I'm sure I was ovulating Friday night going into Saturday, so don't be surprised if your having been against me without having a rubber on really did make me pregnant. We both agree we are not out to have another child right now, but I wouldn't be surprised if we actually have one on the way anyway. Get ready, Danny. Don't be surprised if you find yourself becoming a father again in about nine months." And from what I witnessed? Well, I don't think I would be surprised at all. And if that does happen, I do wonder if Becky might decide that David's and Roberta's little sister or brother be named Ron or Ronnie. 6992 2.12/512345