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Enough
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)

***

A young wife suspects her husband is cheating, then she 
finally catches him in the act. That's when she decides 
to have an affair of her own. (MF, wife, affair, cheat, 
intr)

***

Debbie examined the shirt collar again with a disgusted 
smirk on her face. She had enough of Scott's crap. This 
wasn't the first time she found lipstick on his 
clothing. 

Scott had been coming home late ever other evening from 
work and he expected her to stay home and wait and be 
his servant. Wash his cloths, make his dinner, keep the 
house clean. It was the same old thing day after day 
and she was tired of Scott lying to her about his 
affairs with these tramps he has been hanging with 
after work.

Debbie knew that Scott always depended on her being 
there when he got home. It didn't matter to him that 
she accused him of cheating on her, he would just deny 
it.

They argued for a week when she found a phone number 
stuck in pocket of his pants. When Debbie called the 
number, a man answered who happened to be the husband 
of the woman's name on the note.

Scott yelled at her the next day for calling the number 
and trying to start trouble. She just didn't get it! 
Scott gets to screw around and she is supposed to stay 
at home like a dump housewife and take it.

Debbie threatened Scott so many times with divorce and 
even told Scott she was going to find a man to screw. 
Of course, he would never believe her. Scott knew 
Debbie didn't have the guts to go out and screw 
someone.

Debbie knew that as well and she loved Scott but she 
would like to give him something to think about. Maybe 
if she just went out to a bar or club somewhere and 
just had a couple drinks and maybe listened to music.

Debbie laughed to herself as she thought about coming 
home and telling Scott she was out at a bar dancing 
with other men. He'd be jealous and he might even be 
mad but at least he would see that she wasn't going to 
stay here at home any more and act like a little 
innocent housewife and turn her back to his infidelity.

**

The next morning Debbie was on her way to the mall to 
shop for a new dress. Her mind was in deep thought. She 
told Scott last night that she was going out to buy a 
new dress. He was curious to know why she needed a new 
dress.

She didn't give him an answer but made herself 
perfectly clear that she wasn't going to stay home 
while he messed around on her any longer. She heard the 
typical story about how she was imagining these things. 

Scott told her to go out and buy the new dress if it 
made her happy. Scott even went as far as to tell her 
she could go out if she wanted. Scott said he had to 
work late this Friday and didn't care if she went out 
to "See a movie" as he said.

Yeah. Scott would never guess she would walk into a bar 
or club on her own. If he was going to cheat on her 
than at least she could go out and have a few drinks 
and maybe dance with a few guys.

There were so many things missing in their marriage. 
After six years, Debbie wanted to have children. Scott 
allowed her to stop taking the pill two years ago but 
nothing ever happened. Scott finally went to a doctor 
and they told him he had a low sperm count.

The doctor told him it was possible to conceive a child 
but he was never home long enough to practice. Debbie 
tried everything with Scott, wearing sexy lingerie and 
surprising him late at night when he came home.

Debbie wasn't stupid. She was only turning a blind eye 
on what was really going on. He was screwing other 
women and she was in denial. He'd come home drunk and 
smelling from perfume and liquor and wouldn't have any 
interest in having sex.

She was going to turn thirty this June and what did she 
have to show for six years of marriage?
Scott was a cheating husband that didn't seem to care 
about her or her feelings. 

Debbie found a dress in one of the specialty shops. It 
was black halter styled dress which tied around the 
neck. A plunging neckline allowed a peak at her 
cleavage. It tied around the waist with a thin ribbon 
and was asymmetrical around the hem, revealing her 
right leg far above her knee.

She bought matching black heels and a nice black pair 
of panties'. The material was thin but she couldn't 
wear a bra because of the plunging back. The black 
dress contrasted with her long blonde hair. 

Scott didn't ask her anything about shopping for a new 
dress that night, Debbie figured he must have forgot or 
wasn't interested. She assumed that he didn't believe 
her when she said she was going out Friday night.

At coffee Friday morning, Scott mentioned to Debbie not 
to fix dinner because he was going to be late. She 
didn't bother reminding him that she was going out that 
night. 

Debbie showered and got dressed early that evening. She 
was happy the way the dress looked and finished 
applying her makeup. She used her favorite perfume and 
when she was ready to go, she placed a note on the bed 
for Scott letting him know she went out dancing.

Debbie drove along the busy street which was about a 
mile outside Tampa. She finally saw one of the clubs 
she had on her mind and pulled into the parking lot. 
She was nervous as she got out of the car.

She already felt dirty walking toward the building 
wearing the sexy black dress. It wasn't that she had 
anything on her mind like picking up a guy. She just 
didn't feel right tonight.

Debbie walked through the door, there were men starring 
at her when she walked past them. She found an empty 
seat at the bat and sat down and ordered a drink.

She looked around the club while sipping her drink 
through the straw trying to see what kinds of people 
were in the club. She saw a few couples dancing but it 
seemed as if there were more singles lurking around. 

It didn't take long before a few guys started to ask 
her to dance and at first Debbie turned them down than 
after awhile she started to accept their offers. 

Debbie spent most of her time on the dance floor and 
after four hours at the club, she must have danced with 
more than twenty different men and had more than a 
dozen drinks bought for her. Debbie laughed at herself, 
as she thought that she could go out to a club like 
this and never buy a drink.

Luckily she was able to talk with the bar tender and he 
started to make her drinks really weak for her so she 
wouldn't get too drunk.

Debbie was sitting back at the bar listening to the 
music when a man with a deep voice whispered into her 
ear, "May I ask you to dance?"

Debbie turned her head and saw a tall black man 
standing behind her so she nervously smiled at him and 
didn't want to be rude and accepted his offer to dance.

They danced a couple songs and the man introduced 
himself as Jason as he followed her back to the bar.

Jason had to stand next to Debbie while they spoke, the 
other stools were taken in the crowded club. Jason 
seemed like a nice guy as he got acquainted with 
Debbie.

Debbie learned that Jason was single and had just 
returned form being in Iraq for a year. She told him 
she was married and had just visited the club for the 
very first time to have a few drinks and listen to the 
music.

As they spoke, the club kept filling up with more 
people. Jason suggested going to a bar across the 
street that he knew that wouldn't be so crowded. Debbie 
was reluctant to go with him but she changed her mind 
several minutes later.

The place was directly across the street so Debbie 
decided to leave her car parked where it was. 

Jason escorted her inside the small bar and easily 
found an empty booth. They ordered drinks and sat 
talking.

Debbie had drunk enough liquor that she began telling 
Jason her problems about her husband. Under normal 
conditions she wouldn't have opened up as much as she 
was to this strange black man but she really wanted to 
talk about it to someone.

Debbie learned that Jason was single and had just 
returned from a duty in Iraq. When he had returned 
home, he found out his girlfriend ran off with another 
man and got married. 

Debbie never opened up to any man in her life other 
than her husband and found Jason rather handsome and 
extremely pleasant. The more they spoke and got 
acquainted, the more relaxed she had become.

Debbie was doing most of the talking, telling Jason her 
life story as they sat very close in the booth. Debbie 
had never got to know a black man before tonight. She 
had an opportunity to date someone in high school who 
was black but never took him up on the offer.

Debbie reached out to touch Jason's hand several times 
as she sat there explaining what was going on with her 
husband. Jason moved his hand to hold hers as she 
continued to talk. Debbie was so busy talking she 
didn't realize they were holding hands.

Within a few minutes, Jason's arm was around her 
shoulder and they were sitting close together toward 
the center of the booth. Jason made a bold move and 
gently kissed Debbie on the lips.

 She returned his kiss bringing her hand to his cheek 
as their tongues mingled. They continued to kiss as 
Jason moved his free hand down and began stroking her 
upper thigh area. Debbie wasn't wearing any stockings 
so his hand moved freely until it reached the material 
of her panties.

Debbie's eyes were closed as they kissed and she waited 
to feel Jason's hand on her pussy but instead, brought 
his hand up to her low cleavage and slipped his hand 
under her dress and cupped her tit in his hand.

Debbie's eyes were closed and she slowly opened her 
mouth as she felt Jason begin to massage her soft skin. 
He began moving his thumb on her nipple which was all 
ready hard.

Jason kissed Debbie's open mouth sending his tongue 
inside as she moaned. Suddenly. Debbie thought about 
the situation and broke their kiss saying, "Jason. I 
don't think I should be doing this."

Jason only kissed her again as he continued massaging 
her tit and playing with her nipple. She opened her 
eyes and backed her head away a few inches and looked 
into his eyes as he massaged her tit.

Debbie was turned on feeling his thumb playing with her 
nipple and felt her pussy getting warm as she kissed 
him again. Her mind was thinking about what she was 
doing at that moment. She was kissing a black man, a 
man that was a complete stranger a couple hours ago.

The fact that she was being kissed and touched by a 
black man was exciting her. She was kissing him back 
poking her own tongue into his mouth now. Jason was 
moving his hand from one tit to the other leaving her 
tits totally exposed. 

The bar was very dark and nobody seemed to be looking 
or even carried about them. If anyone walked to the 
booth at that moment they would get an eye full of 
Debbie's huge tits as Jason played with them.

Debbie didn't expect Jason to bend down and kiss them 
but that's exactly what he did as she wrapped her hand 
around the back of his head pulling him tighter into 
her tits.

Debbie kept pushing Jason's face into her chest as he 
licked her tits. She was stroking the back of his head 
as she tightened her body and moved her free hand 
around and held her tit to his mouth as he continued to 
suck it.

Jason raised his head and kissed her again than said, 
"Why don't you and I go back to my place and we can 
continue there."

"I can't... It wouldn't be right... Jason... I just 
can't... You know I'm married."

Jason had a disappointed expression on his face as 
Debbie covered her tits with the thin material of the 
dress. 

She glanced at her watch saying, "I better leave for 
home, its getting late."

Jason pulled out an ink pen and wrote his phone number 
on a napkin and gave it to Debbie saying, "I want you 
to call me, I'm really interested in seeing you again."

Debbie smiled at Jason giving him another kiss than 
began sliding across the seat and stood up holding onto 
the table saying, "Oh. I don't think I can stand up 
right now."

Jason reached out to help steady her from falling 
saying, "I'll walk you to your car."

Jason walked Debbie across the street holding her from 
falling several times and when they reached the parking 
lot, Jason said. "I don't think its safe for you to 
drive, let me drive you home in my car."

"I can't let you drive me home, my husband might see 
your car and wonder who drove me home."

"Fine. We'll take your car and I'll call a cab once we 
get to your place to bring me back here."

Debbie reluctantly gave Jason her car keys knowing she 
couldn't drive herself. It took almost an hour until 
they pulled into Debbie's driveway, Scott's car was in 
front of the garage.

Debbie took the car keys back from Jason saying, "Wait 
outside while I go in the house and see if my husband 
is asleep and call you a cab."

Jason got out of the car and stood near the garage door 
as Debbie went into the house. Debbie unlocked the 
front door and entered the dark house and gently closed 
the door behind her not wanting to wake Scott.

Debbie walked toward the back of the house and heard 
something coming from their room. She walked down the 
hallway and saw a dim light in their bedroom. Debbie 
carefully peered around the doorway and gasped when she 
saw a woman sitting on top of Scott with his cock fully 
impaled inside her pussy.

Debbie just stood in the doorway in shock as she 
watched the blonde woman holding the palm of her hands 
on Scott's chest to balance herself as she sat on his 
cock. 

The woman was chanting. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Debbie's heart sank and she wanted to scream and run in 
the room and pull that woman off her husband by her 
hair. She stood there for a few moments longer and 
began to cry.

Debbie ran down the hall and walked out the front door 
into Jason's arms as she cried as hard as she could. 
Jason wondered what was wrong but held her tight until 
she was finally able to speak.

"My husband has a woman in our bedroom and he's fucking 
the bitch right now."

Debbie continued to cry as Jason held her tight 
allowing her to cry on his shoulder. She cried for 
several minutes until she finally wiped her eyes and 
looked into Jason's eyes saying, "Maybe I should go in 
there and let them know I saw them. Why don't you come 
into the house with me in case I need your help?"

She took Jason's hand and walked into the house and 
told Jason to wait in the living room while she 
confronted her husband in the bedroom.

Debbie walked back to the room and looked inside and 
saw her husband on top of the woman fucking her. She 
got there just as he began groaning and watched Scott's 
ass twitching and knew he was filling her pussy with 
his seed.

Debbie flipped the light switch on and Scott and the 
blonde woman starred at the doorway looking at Debbie. 
Scott yelled out. "Debbie."

Scott started to climb off the woman and walk toward 
the doorway but Debbie backed away and ran down the 
hall into the living room and into Jason's arms.

Scot was running behind her and caught up to her in the 
living room and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw 
his wife standing in the center of the room being held 
by a tall black man.

"What the hell is this?"

Scott started to walk toward them as Debbie yelled, 
"Stop it. Go back and fuck that whore you brought into 
our house and leave me alone."

"Who is this man? What were you doing tonight out 
picking up men at the bar? You had to go out and pick 
up a nigger?"

"Don't you ever call him that? You have no right to 
call anyone that nasty word. Leave me alone and get 
that woman out of my house."

Scott was walking forward again as Debbie reached out 
and slapped his face saying, "How dare you come out 
here and talk to someone like that after finding you 
screwing a woman on our bed in our bedroom. How dare 
you?"

Jason stood behind Debbie watching them argue but 
making sure that nobody got hurt. Scott pointed his 
finger at Jason saying, "I want you to get out of my 
house right now and don't ever come back."

Jason didn't want to cause any more problems and began 
to turn around to walk out the door when Debbie 
replied, "Wait. I don't want you to leave as long as he 
has his whore with him he can have her. You're my 
friend and I want you to stay here with me tonight."

The other woman walked out into the living room to see 
what was going on, she had wrapped one of Debbie's 
towels around her body and was standing behind Scott.

Debbie reached out and grabbed the towel away from her 
saying, "Bring your own towel if you want to fuck my 
husband from now on. You go right ahead and enjoy 
yourself with him, you can have him."

Debbie and Scoot argued for another twenty minutes 
until Jason threatened to call the police before 
somebody got hurt. Scott finally gave in and asked 
Debbie if he could speak to her along.

She was very upset and Scott tried to take her hold of 
her arm as they walked toward the kitchen but she 
pushed him away. Debbie crossed her arms together as 
she asked. "Is that the woman you have been seeing for 
the past several months?"

 Scott reluctantly replied and told Debbie, he had been 
seeing her and she worked at his office. Her name was 
Stacy and she was married. Scott apologized and said he 
was sorry for what he had done but Debbie wasn't buying 
any of it.

She stood listening to his excuses and his pleading for 
her forgiveness but Debbie stood firm telling him she 
would have a lot to think about.

Scott said something to Debbie that shocked her and 
caught her completely off guard. "Honey. Stacy lives 
about twenty-five miles from here and her husband is 
out of town for the weekend. Would it be all right if 
she spent the night in the guest room?"

Debbie was very angry but she kept her cool as she 
calmly replied, "No. I don't want her to stay in the 
guest room. Why don't you just let her sleep in our 
bedroom tonight with us and we can have a threesome 
together?"

Scott must have had a lot to drink himself because 
Debbie was being a smart ass and he thought she was 
serious and quickly replied to her statement, "Honey. I 
never thought you'd want to have sex with another 
woman. That's a great idea, I'll go tell Stacy what you 
would like her to do and tell that black guy he can 
leave now."

"No wait! Let me go out and tell Stacy she can stay 
with us tonight."

If only Scott knew how angry he had made his wife to 
become but he was about to find out as he followed her 
back into the living room where Jason and Stacy were 
waiting.

Debbie gave the towel back to Stacy and smiled saying, 
"Scott asked me to tell you it was all right to spend 
the night with us and I told him it was fine. You can 
go back into the bedroom and wait for Scott, he'll be 
joining you in a moment."

Stacy just starred at Debbie knowing that something 
wasn't right about the woman's smirk but backed away 
and walked toward the bedroom. Scott had a relieved 
expression on his face as he walked over to Jason and 
shook his hand saying, "Well. It was nice meeting you. 
Thank you for bringing my wife home."

Scott was showing him the door until Debbie interrupted 
him. "Scott. Wait. You go find out what Stacy is doing 
and if you want, you can get started without me. I'll 
be in shortly."

Scott smiled at Debbie figuring that she wanted to walk 
Jason out the door and went into the bedroom. Debbie 
waited until the bedroom door closed and walked over to 
Jason and put her arms around him and kissed his lips.

"I want you to spend the night with me."

"I don't know if that's a good idea. Your husband was 
very angry and I know you would like to kill that 
woman. Maybe it would be best if I left."

"No. My husband told me he wanted Stacy to stay here 
tonight and I finally gave in and told him it would be 
fine. Now let me show you the guest room."

Debbie walked Jason to the guest room and held him as 
she kissed him again once they were standing in the 
room. Debbie was holding him as she whispered, "Get 
undressed and I'll be in here shortly."

She unbuttoned his shirt before she walked out of the 
room and looked back toward Jason before leaving and 
said, "Be ready for me, I'll be right back."

Debbie entered their bedroom and saw Stacy sucking 
Scott's cock as she walked to the dresser and took out 
a black baby doll from the drawer. 

She walked into the attached bathroom and took her 
dress off and hung it behind the door. She slipped her 
panties off next and decided to leave the heels on as 
she pulled the teddy over her head and fluffed out her 
hair over the material.

She squirted a dab of perfume around her tits and 
another neat her pussy and applied a fresh coat of red 
lipstick and smacked her lips together.

Debbie walked out into the bedroom and stood next to 
the bed watching her husband getting his cock sucked by 
Stacy who was laying on her side between his legs.

Debbie smiled at him as he said, "Honey. She's so good 
giving head. Watch how deep she can take my cock into 
her throat."

Debbie stood watching Stacy swallow her husband's cock 
listening to the sound of her throat as the head 
reached the back of her mouth. Scott reached out and 
began rubbing Debbie's pussy mound while his other hand 
stroked Stacy's hair.

"Yes, she quite a little cock sucker isn't she?"

Debbie leaned down and kissed her husband on top of his 
head and gently backed away until he couldn't reach her 
pussy any longer.

"Honey. I'm a little tired right now and think I'll go 
lay down for a while in the guests' bedroom. I'll let 
you have a little fun with Stacy while I get a couple 
hours of sleep and than I'll come back and join you 
two."

"But... Debbie... Are you sure its all right... I 
mean... Don't you want to join us?"

"I promise... I'll be back in a couple hours and check 
up on you two."

Debbie walked out of the bedroom but not before turning 
one more time and looking at Stacy's mouth filled with 
her husband's cock.

She knew what she was going to do. She didn't want to 
keep Jason waiting any longer and walked down the hall.

To be continued?

I based my story on a real life experience with a woman 
named Diana. I hope you enjoyed my story so far and if 
you would like to learn more about Diana or me than 
visit my web site at. www.karenkayonline.com.

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