Another story from my time with Carol.

At 2am on a Saturday morning the phone rang. I answered fearing the worse. No one calls at that time of the morning unless it’s an emergency. A polite male voice told me he was a friend of Carol. He asked if he could speak to her. The ringing of the phone had woken her anyway so I handed it to her. As soon as she started to speak I realised that the caller was in fact Michael, a lover she’d told me about, a man some twenty years older than her. I put a hand between her legs and fingered her as she talked to him. She was wet, very wet. The call ended and Carol immediately rang for a taxi before slipping out of bed. She made a short visit to the bathroom and when she returned she switched on the light, put on a suspender belt and stockings, stepped into some heels and brushed her hair. As she readied herself she told me that Michael wanted her urgently as he’d just got back from a business trip to the States and hadn’t cum for ten days. There was never any question about her going. Turning down a rampant cock was never going to happen. She did take pity on me though. She sucked me off and snowball kissed me before she threw a few items of clothing and some cosmetics into a bag then put on a light raincoat over her lingerie. She was waiting at the door as the taxi arrived.
I was expecting her to come home on Sunday evening as she was due in work on Monday morning. She worked in the fashion department of a large store and I had no doubt she’d have called in sick on the Saturday. I spent most of Sunday night masturbating with some of Carol’s knickers wrapped around my cock while imagining her being screwed by her lover. Only someone who has been in a cuck position can truly appreciate how erotic this was. Time wore on and I began to get concerned. She’d never stayed out for so long without letting me know she was okay.
On Monday morning I was already up and dressed by 7.30, still worried and more than a little annoyed. I assumed that she was going to take another day off work but then as I was looking out of the window a car pulled up at the kerb and after kissing her lover she got out and hurried to the door. I let her in and immediately she shrugged off her coat and turned to wave him off. She was naked. She also smelled of sex and sweat.
Once inside she turned to me and immediately realised that I was very unhappy and the smile disappeared from her face. I said nothing as I looked her up and down, taking in the redness of her thighs, her swollen pussy lips and nipples and the bruises which even mild handling always leave on her tits. I slipped my fingers between her labia and probed her vagina. I could feel the slime left there after their last fuck and she began to work herself on my fingers.
I asked if she intended to go into work. If she’d said no I’d have taken the day off too and spent the day in bed with her but she just nodded and said she had to. I put my fingers to her mouth and made her suck them clean before I let her go and get ready. While she showered I selected her clothing. Her very smart dress, dark blue with white polka dots, dark suspender tights with matching navy blue bra and panties. She knew as well as I that she’d be receiving a spanking that night and the outfit lent itself perfectly for an over the knee session.