The reality of it all finally hit home. Victoria had cheated on him. In addition, she had acted like a little whore in the process. Jim had never known her to be vocal or talk vulgar during sex. They had discussed anal sex multiple times but Victoria had always claimed it was dirty and refused to try it. Yet, here she had begged this man to fuck her in the ass. Not only fuck her ass but to cum in her ass as well. Jim wondered how well he really knew his wife. Whether he really knew her or not was a question for another day. The time had come for him to act.

As Jim entered the room, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Bravo, bravo" in a loud harsh voice. In unison, Victoria and the stranger looked over their right shoulders—the look on their faces was priceless. Victoria's was one of shock and disbelief; whereas, the man's face exhibited only one thing, fear. Jim could tell the man was contemplating flight.

Jim continued to slowly approach them, placing himself perpendicular to their bodies. Both Victoria and the stranger became uncomfortable as Jim got closer. Victoria sought to cover herself while her partner inched his way closer towards his clothes. Jim commanded them both to stay where they were. "Now the three of us are going to have a little chat," noted Jim.

"Victoria, who's your friend?" asked Jim in a very calm voice. Victoria lowered her head and mumbled something too low for Jim to hear. "Victoria, who's you're fucking friend?" Jim shouted. "Bob, his name is Bob," replied Victoria in a low but audible voice. "Well, Bob, we seem to have ourselves a delicate situation here," commented Jim. Bob nodded his head in agreement signifying that he knew that one wrong word could cause the situation to become even worse.

"Bob, now that you have sampled my wife's wares, what do you think? Better yet, let me rephrase that question. On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest, how good was she?" inquired Jim. A long pause preceded his answer. But finally, Bob replied, "Nine, I would give her a nine." Jim could hear the trepidation in his voice. "Wow, a nine! Did you hear that Victoria, or should I call you Vicky, Bob thought you rated a nine? You must have been quite the fuck," replied Jim viciously. "But you know what Bob? I would have to agree with you. I watched the whole thing and it certainly looked to be about a nine to me," stated Jim.

"Okay Bob, let's pretend for a moment that Victoria was a whore. That shouldn't be too hard for us to imagine since her recent actions certainly resembled that occupation. How much would you be willing to pay for her services this morning: $25, $50, or $100?" asked Jim. Once again Bob gave ample thought before answering Jim's question. Finally, he said, "She's worth at least a hundred dollars."

Now it was Jim's turn to think. After several moments of awkward silence, he finally spoke, "Alright Bob, here's what you're going to do. First, you are going to pay Vicky for services rendered to the tune of $100. Second, you are going to lick Vicky clean. She didn't have cum dripping out of her when you got here this morning and she better not have any as you leave. Third, you are going to leave your driver's license along with the money just in case I decide to pay you a visit later on. Fourth, you are going to get dressed and leave. Lastly, I am never going to see your sorry ass again. Do you agree to these terms Bob?"

Jim could tell from Bob's eyes and facial expressions that he wasn't totally comfortable with the terms. Perhaps it was the idea of licking his cum out of Vicky's ass that troubled him or maybe it was the thought of leaving his driver's license behind. In reality, it didn't matter because deep down Bob probably knew he was getting of lightly because he readily agreed to Jim's terms.

Bob got behind Victoria and proceeded to lick her ass. His tongue probed the depths of her tight passage as he diligently tried to lick and suck out all of his semen. Unfortunately, enough time had elapsed that much of his cum had leaked out of her rectum and ran down between Vicky's legs coating her pussy and parts of her inner thigh. Nevertheless, he was determined to clean her thoroughly. He snaked his tongue between her legs licking her pussy, cleaning up all the remnants of his seed. Jim chuckled to himself as he heard Vicky stifle a moan as Bob licked these highly sensitive areas.

Finally, Bob stood up and retrieved his clothes. After dressing, he took out his wallet and removed a crisp one hundred dollar bill, along with his driver's license and laid them on the nightstand near the bed. He then turned and walked away, exiting the bedroom and the house in a brisk manner.

Jim looked at Victoria with questioning eyes. Victoria couldn't maintain eye contact and lowered her head. "Victoria, what am I to do with you," asked Jim. Victoria offered no response nor did Jim really expect one. He followed up with a simple question, "Do you think we can put this behind us? Better yet, do you want to put this behind us? Victoria meekly nodded her head yes.

Okay, Victoria here's what you must do in order for us to stay together: "First, I want you to take your 100 dollar bill and get it mounted and framed. Then I want you to display it in the living room for all to see. In the event anyone inquires regarding its significance, you will give an accurate account of your activities here today. Second, all of your extracurricular activities must cease immediately. Finally, satisfy any sexual request that I may have, no matter how strange. Do you agree to these terms Victoria?" asked Jim.

Instead of speaking, Victoria came to Jim. Kneeling before him, she looked up through her tear soaked eyes. She probed his cold hard eyes hoping to find some glimmer of hope. Her eyes trailed down his chest resting on his crotch. She unbuckled his pants and pulled his slacks and shorts down to his knees. Victoria took his softened member into her mouth and began to suck on it while simultaneously stroking the shaft with her hand. It took very little time for Jim's cock to become hard.

Victoria caressed his inner thighs and balls with her hand as she licked the head of his cock with her skillful tongue. She glided her lips over the head, down the length of his shaft. She began to move her mouth up and down his shaft in rapid movements, varying the depth of her strokes as she went. She genuinely wanted to please her husband.

Under normal circumstances, her warm mouth would have brought him great pleasure, but Jim was having difficulty concentrating because the images of her and Bob haunted his mind. He was hurt by her actions and terribly confused by his own. He wanted to hurt her. His negative emotions influenced his behavior, preventing him from thinking clearly and logically. He didn't want her to lovingly please him with her mouth. He wanted to fuck her mouth.

He grabbed Victoria's hair and began to rapidly thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. He didn't care that he was her husband or that she was his wife, for that matter. She whimpered at the pain he caused from pulling her hair. He didn't seem to notice or care. All he cared about was his own lust—a lust that he fully intended to satisfy. Victoria tried to match his pace but to no avail. Jim was intent on having his way with her.

Jim's movements became more aggressive as he fucked Victoria's mouth. The deep ache in his balls told him that release was imminent. He quickly removed his cock from her mouth, making sure that it remained aligned with her face. He began to stoke his shaft vigorously, desperately seeking his much needed release. Within seconds, a powerful climax racked his entire body. His stomach muscles convulsed, his legs weakened and his eyes rolled backward as the powerful orgasm conquered his lust. His semen erupted, spewing forth all over Victoria's face.

Jim looked down at Victoria, making eye contact with her. Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she stared intently up at Jim. She answered his previously asked question with a single, simple word, "yes."

**Dedicated to Maddie** - Thank you for encouraging me to complete this!