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Atlanta Wife - 7
by TxDoc (no address provided)

***

Leslie and Derek cope with the fallout from her 
gangbang. (MF, anal, wife, cheat, intr)

***

Leslie spent the afternoon Saturday waiting nervously 
for Derek to call from Seattle. The reality of what 
she had done the previous night started to settle in. 
She had fucked three strangers without using any 
protection, and had spent the night in bed with one of 
them. Her ass was still a little sore from being 
fucked for the first time. 

The worst part though was the realization that she had 
been seen last night by someone she knew while having 
dinner with Tony. She could not recall her name 
earlier, but now realized that it was Erica, the very 
gossipy sister of one of Derek's old frat brothers. 
They frequently crossed paths in different social 
circles in town and she knew lots of Derek's friends 
well. And the woman couldn't keep her mouth shut.

She was getting sloppy. She grimaced, thinking about 
her public display with Tony at the hotel last night. 
The head rush that she was getting from her sex romps 
had clouded her judgment. It would only be a matter of 
time before her sex life would be discovered by 
someone close to her, and then her adventures would be 
the hot topic among their friends. Something this 
embarrassing could possibly cost Derek his job. She 
made up her mind to come clean with Derek about the 
gangbang, but to put a hold on any future flings for a 
while to let things settle down. Perhaps if Erica 
didn't say anything, or didn't fully recognize her, 
things would be OK.

When the phone rang she nearly jumped off the couch. 
She hesitated for a couple rings and then picked up. 
It was Derek. They exchanged a few pleasantries, and 
then Derek asked her about how her night with Tony 
went. It took her about 20 minutes to fill him on what 
happened. She finished by telling him about running 
into Erica at dinner. Thankfully he didn't freak out, 
but she could tell by the tone of his voice that even 
he was nervous that she had gone so far and may have 
been noticed.

There was a paused when she finished her story, then 
Derek finally said "Wow. I knew you were as much into 
this as me, but I never imagined you doing that. I'm 
glad you told me though. I kind of wish I had been 
there to see it."

This last bit stirred something in Leslie's mind, but 
before she could think it through Derek broke her 
thoughts. "What do you think Erica will say?"

"Damned if I know. Hopefully she won't remember my 
name. She looked like she was having a hard time 
figuring out who I was. Seeing me with Tony probably 
had her confused since she has only ever seen me out 
with you."

"Still, we've gotta be more careful. That could have 
been a mess if it had been someone from work that 
recognized you."

"I know. I think we should just play it cool for a 
while."

"Yeah, I agree. Listen, I have to go meet some folks 
for one last meeting today. We'll talk more when I get 
home tomorrow. I love you."

"I love you too." She hung up the phone, already 
feeling better.

**

Derek had been home for a week when their world 
started to unravel. It started for Derek when his old 
friend Alan phoned him while he was at work. Alan, 
Erica's brother. He answered the call, trying to sound 
as nonchalant as possible, but he had an idea why Alan 
was calling at this time of day. They made small talk 
about his job for a few minutes, but then he heard 
Alan sigh on the other end of the line as his tone 
changed.

"Listen Derek, the reason I called was to check on how 
you and Leslie are doing. I have been wrestling with 
this all week and almost dropped it, but you are my 
friend and I want you to know what I know."

"What do you mean? We are fine..."

"There's no easy way to say this, so I will just get 
to the point. My sister saw your wife out with someone 
Friday night while you were in Seattle. She said it 
was a black man."

"How does she know it was her?"

"She never forgets a face Derek. She said they made 
eye contact and knew Leslie recognized her too."

"She must have been out with a friend I guess."

"From the way Erica told me she was dressed I don't 
think so. Look, I don't want to start any trouble, but 
you need to see the pic she took on her cell phone so 
you can know for sure. I am going to send it to you as 
soon as we hand up."

Derek had no idea how to respond. Thankfully his desk 
phone rang, giving him an excuse to break off the 
call. "Thanks for your concern, but I'm sure it was 
nothing. I have to take this call now, let me call you 
back tomorrow. OK?"

"OK. Sorry man. Bye."

Damn. A picture too. If she had sent it to Alan she 
had already sent it to a dozen of her girlfriends too. 
This could get bad quick.

**

About the time Derek was hanging up with Alan, Leslie 
sat down at her computer to check email. The first one 
on the list was from Tony. She had not spoken with him 
since Friday, but they had exchanged a few emails over 
the past few days. This one was short and to the 
point.

It read, "You need to see this. I'm not sure how they 
got it; I thought you had taken the card from the 
camera. I'm sorry."

Below was a link to a website called 
mandingofantasies.com. Her heart sank as she 
remembered the video camera from Friday night. How 
could she have forgotten about that before leaving 
Martin's house that night? Reluctantly she clicked the 
link. A preview clip from the website loaded. The 
entire preview was less than a minute long, and only 
showed camera angles that did not clearly show her 
face, but she had a feeling the full video would not 
be so discreet. The preview ended with a screen to 
sign up for a subscription to the site.

She was furious and humiliated, but had to know for 
sure. She grabbed a credit card from her purse and 
filled in the blanks for a three day trial 
subscription. Once she was logged in she went 
immediately to her video. The video started with her 
straddling Tony on the couch, her skirt pulled up over 
her waist, kissing him furiously. The camera zoomed 
close in on her face several times. The video was raw 
- poorly lit with lots of jumpy video, but the sex was 
hardcore and her face was clearly visible in many 
scenes, including the very last scene as she said "Hi 
honey" to the camera with cum oozing from her well 
fucked pussy.

Those assholes. She didn't know if it was Marcus or 
Shaun or both, but she suspected both were in on this. 
She wanted to sue the bastards, but knew there would 
be no way to do that without exposing herself publicly 
even more than she was now. She grabbed her phone to 
call Derek, but it rang as she picked it up. Derek was 
calling.

She answered, desperate to tell Derek about the video, 
but he immediately cut in telling her about the pic 
from Erica's cell phone. It took her a second for it 
to process; she had enough on her mind already. Shit 
this was getting worse. She finally found a chance to 
cut in and tell Derek about the video. For once there 
was silence on the line. "Please come home as soon as 
you can this afternoon. We need to talk about this." 
Derek agreed, and hung up on his end. Leslie laid down 
her phone and walked over to the liquor cabinet to 
pour herself a shot. Her anger slowly faded as she 
waited for Derek to get home. Deep down another 
emotion started to grow. Relief. Relief that this 
might now be out in the open, and that she might be 
able to stop hiding what she truly desired.

She had to talk to someone about this now. It would be 
5 more hours minimum before Derek could get home, the 
Seattle deal had them covered up at work. Corie was 
away visiting her mother, and she did not feel like 
she knew Anna enough yet to talk about this. She 
picked up her phone can called the only other person 
in town that she could talk to about this. Antwan. 
They had been emailing back and forth over the past 
month trying to set up another time for them to get 
together at ClubXS.

He picked up on the first ring. "Leslie, good to hear 
from you. It's been awhile."

"Hi Antwan. Sorry we haven't seen each other in a 
while. I need to talk to you about something. Are you 
free? I would like to see you in person."

"Anything for you Leslie. In fact I am up at my 
dealership near your part of town right now. Where do 
you have in mind?"

Antwan's Lexus dealership was less than a mile away 
from their place. "How about right here at my place? 
It's only a couple blocks from you. I can text you the 
address." Shit Leslie, what are you doing, she 
thought.

"Give me 15 minutes to tie up some loose ends and I 
will be right there. See you soon."

"See you soon. Bye."

On impulse she jogged to the shower and freshened up, 
doing her best to keep her hair dry. She hesitated a 
bit before spraying on a tiny bit of perfume. She did 
not want to send the wrong message today. She picked 
out a pair of pink boy-shorts and a bra, and then 
pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt. She glanced in the 
mirror as she was pulling her hair into a pony tail. 
Not bad for 15 minutes. Perfect college girl casual.

She was just walking from the bedroom when the 
doorbell rang. She walked to the door, resisting the 
urge to jog, and opened it to see Antwan dressed in a 
charcoal grey business suit with a bright red tie. 
Stunning. "Hello again. I was hoping to get to see you 
again." He leaned in and kissed her softly on the 
lips.

She kissed back briefly, and then pulled away. "Come 
inside, too many nosy neighbors. Thanks for getting 
here so quickly. I needed to get some friendly advice 
from someone who knows about my little hobby." She led 
him over to the couch and sat down beside him.

"So what's up?"

She told him about the night with Tony and his 
associates, the internet video, and cell phone the pic 
of her and Tony. He listened patiently while she 
finished, then said gently, "What did you expect 
Leslie? You must have known that you could not do what 
you were doing and keep it secret forever."

"I know. Part of me wanted to stop after that night 
with you, but I couldn't. That night with Tony was 
supposed to be just the two of us, but I couldn't say 
no to the three of them at once. I just think if I 
stop now I can make all this go away somehow and keep 
my dignity. But I don't want to stop."

"You're the only person who controls your dignity. Not 
doing something you enjoy because other people have a 
problem with it isn't exactly dignified either. 
Besides, it's too late to just make all of this go 
away. It's only a matter of time before your internet 
video is seen by someone you know."

"I will probably lose some friends over this."

"None that you need if they do turn on you. The only 
person that matters is Derek. Do you think he will be 
OK with this coming out?"

"This was as much his idea as it was mine. He already 
knows about the video. He will support me no matter 
what happens. He is living out his fantasy too. Thanks 
for hearing me out on this. I feel better just talking 
to you." She leaned over, intending to kiss him on the 
cheek, but he turned toward her meeting her lips with 
his.

They made out like old lovers this time, carefully 
exploring each other's bodies as they kissed. Antwan 
took his time kissing her before finally pulling her 
shirt up over her head and then unclasping her bra. 
Her tits popped free and he began to gently suck her 
rigid nipples. She ran her fingers through his tightly 
curled hair, pulling his head to her chest.

"Let's have you get more comfortable." He stood and 
removed his shirt and tie while Leslie pulled off her 
jeans. She left the panties on for a little tease, 
then moved to Antwan and helped him remove his pants. 
His now familiar cock was fully erect and poking 
through his boxers. She pulled these off too, fully 
freeing his 10 inches for her to explore. She grabbed 
a pillow from the couch to cushion her knees and knelt 
in front of him. "Just like I remember it." She 
smiled, and then moved forward to start licking his 
shaft. She slowly worked up and down with her tongue, 
lubricating his thick round cock with her saliva, 
before taking him into her mouth. She bobbed back and 
forth a few times, letting her throat accommodate to 
his size, before fully taking him down her throat. His 
pubic hair brushed against her nose as worked the last 
bit into her mouth. She had not been able to take him 
all the way before. She was getting better at this!

She spent the next ten minutes or so giving him a long 
leisurely blowjob, alternating between deep-throating 
and licking up and down the shaft to his balls. She 
looked up at him from time to time, enjoying the look 
that men get on their face when they are having their 
dick sucked. He periodically played with her breasts 
as she sucked, content to let her spend as much time 
down there as she pleased. Suddenly she felt him begin 
to tense up and begin to breathe harder. He was about 
to cum and they hadn't even fucked yet. She almost 
backed off, but then realized they had the rest of the 
afternoon.

Antwan had shown her before that he was good for more 
than one go. Leslie grabbed him by the ass, pulling 
him deeper into her throat, and began to work faster 
on his shaft. Soon she felt his cock swell slightly in 
her throat - my god how could it get any bigger - and 
then she felt a huge burst of hot cum in her throat. 
She was completely filled, and this nearly made her 
choke, but she backed off ever so slightly to 
accommodate the remainder of his load.

After four or five spurts she backed slowly off his 
cock, careful not to spill a drop. The hot salty taste 
on her tongue was intense, and she turned her head up 
and opened her mouth to show off her prize to Antwan 
before swallowing in one smooth motion.

"Damn, that was the last thing I thought I would get 
today when I left for work. Holy shit that was good." 
Antwan said as he slumped down on the couch.

Leslie put on her best fake pouty face, "And you 
didn't even fuck me yet. I hope you don't have to go 
back to work soon. You wouldn't leave a horny little 
whore wife here all alone still in her panties would 
you?" She sat next to him on the couch, gently 
stroking his semi-rigid but still huge dick.

"Hell no. Nothing to worry about there. Just give me a 
few minutes."

"How long? I'm horny!" she whined playfully.

"Not long. How about you show me that video that 
caused this fuss? Might just get me in the mood 
quicker. Besides, I've gotta see this thing that's 
causing you to freak out so bad."

Leslie froze for a second before getting up to fetch 
her laptop. She moved as if she were under a spell. 
Just a couple hours ago finding out about this video 
being online seemed like the end of the world. Now she 
was about to show it to one of her black lovers. What 
the hell, he had already seen her on tape before via 
Martin, and who knows how many had already viewed the 
vid online. At least now she was going to get fucked 
in a good way because of it. The page with her video 
was still loaded on her browser. She clicked play and 
sat it down in front of them. She resumed stroking his 
cock with her left hand as she sat down on the couch. 
He sat watching the video, nodding appreciatively.

As the sex on the video heated up she felt him begin 
to grow in her hand. Determined to help things along a 
little quicker she pulled her legs up onto the couch 
and rolled over on her belly to begin blowing him 
again. She paused periodically to watch a few seconds 
of the video before returning to her task. When she 
had watched it earlier she had been furious over the 
betrayal. Now she noticed how hot and natural the sex 
was. She could feel sex oozing from her every pore. 

It seemed Antwan sensed her need, and he moved his 
hand over her ass and between her legs to probe for 
her cunt. She pulled her knees up under her, lifting 
her ass in the air to give him easier access. Soon she 
felt one of his large fingers push her soaking panties 
aside and enter her. She shivered at his touch and 
moaned softly before resuming her blowjob. He worked 
his finger deftly in and out of her slit, sending 
repeating and growing jolts of pleasure through her.

Antwan was now nearly fully erect, and became stiff as 
a rock when the anal sex started on her video. "God 
damn, you didn't tell me about that part."

She paused and looked over that the screen, seeing 
herself being DP'd by two hung bulls. "You might get a 
piece of that ass if you're a good boy," she purred, 
"My husband hasn't even had a taste yet." She gave him 
a wicked grin and resumed sucking his cock. Antwan 
pushed her panties down over her hips and began to 
probe her ass with one large finger, still slick from 
her pussy juice. He entered her with one slow firm 
motion and began to work in and out, slowly stretching 
her open. Before long he began working another finger 
into her ass. She felt a brief painful stretch, then 
relaxed and allowed him to enter deeper. He was 
getting her ready to take him. But that would have to 
wait.

Antwan lifted her slowly off his cock. "Spin around. 
Let me have that pussy first."

Leslie complied, spinning around on the couch and 
resting her arms on the side. Antwan's fully erect 
cock pressed against her pussy from behind and began 
to push in. She had had enough big cock by now that 
she took him without any pain this time, but still 
felt completely filled when he pushed completely in. 
There was pressure on every erotic nerve inside her. 
How the fuck is this ever going to fit in my ass? She 
thought. He began rhythmically fucking her with deep 
strokes, gradually increasing his pace. Leslie began 
to squeal with each thrust, gasping for breath in 
between. 

She was so horny by this point that she climaxed 
within a few minutes. Antwan fucked her even harder as 
she came, grabbing her hips to pull himself even 
deeper as she screamed in ecstasy. She slumped forward 
onto the armrest of the couch as he continued to fuck 
her, keeping her at the peak of her orgasm.

He finally slowed his pace, and her orgasm ebbed. It 
took a minute or two for her to catch her breath. 
Still panting, she said, "Fuck my ass. I want to come 
while you are fucking my ass. Just go easy at first 
OK?"

"Whatever you say." Antwan pulled out of her cunt with 
a plop. He raised the giant head, slick with her pussy 
juice, and pressed it against her sphincter.

She bore down, relaxing her hole as he pushed the head 
forward. There was a sharp pain as he was almost in, 
and she reflexively jumped forward. "Ow!"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, I want this, just go a little slower." A week ago 
she had been unable to take Tony in her ass, and 
Antwan was just as big. She was determined to do it 
this time. Antwan again pressed his cock into her ass. 
The sharp pain came again, just as the thickest part 
of his cock was going in, but this time she pushed 
back forcefully just as the pain began to peak. The 
head of his shaft tore past her sphincter with a brief 
blinding pain that made her see stars, but once he was 
in the pain faded. He paused for a few second as she 
regained her balance, and then began working in and 
out her ass, getting deeper with each thrust. 

"Fuck my ass. Ahhh shit fuck that little white ass. Oh 
fuck that's good." Soon the pain had completely faded, 
leaving her with the now familiar pleasurable pressure 
from deep in her pelvis. She wasn't sure if there was 
such a thing as an anal G-spot, but it felt like there 
was one now. She now felt Antwan's pubic hear brushing 
against her ass with each stroke. She had all of him 
now, giving her a hedonistic grin at her little 
accomplishment.

Antwan was literally fucking her senseless. She was a 
mindless slut, her thoughts focused only on the cock 
inside her, and she did not hear the rattle of keys in 
the door. She was dimly aware of the door swinging 
open, as she was looking right at it from her position 
on the couch. It seemed to swing open slowly, like in 
a dream, but it didn't quite seem real. The world did 
not click into focus until her eyes locked with the 
now widening eyes of Derek. Home from work early, no 
doubt to come comfort her. Home to help his wife who 
had let her whoring around get so out of control that 
it had jeopardized their reputations. Home to see his 
little wife with another black man, one that he had 
not known about beforehand this time. She froze. 
Antwan must have had his eyes closed because he 
continued to fuck her even though he was facing the 
door too.

Across the room the keys dropped from Derek's hand. 
"Leslie? What the..."

To be continued...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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