Helen sat at her dressing table finishing her make-up,the red lipstick the final act as she readied herself for her work do. I had watched her put on a tiny bra, g-string and black hold ups, followed by a little black halterneck dress, finished off with black knee length boots.

She took her black leather mac from the wardrobe and slipped it on to her pale shoulders. Pulling the belt tight around her waist she kissed me on the cheek as she left and ran through the drizzle of the night to a waiting taxi.

Two weeks before I was cleaning her car when I found part of a condom wrapper,I challenged her but she insisted that it must have got into her car on her shoe,I didn't believe her, but if she was having an affair she was very careful.I had found no other trace of infidelity.

Twelve months before she had started a new job at a large estate agent,she loved the job.The other sales agents were younger than her,the men were flash and arrogant,the women were attractive and impeccably presented,they wore sharp suits and heels their hair and make up were always perfect.
Helen had fallen in line with them, demanding I bought her new clothes for her job and paid for her hair and nails to be done.

Helen had a knack of selling houses. She had gradually increased her sales through the year to the point where she was top sales person,she earned excellent commission and spent it on expensive clothes and visits to the beauty parlour. The Christmas do was the final event of her year and she told me she was going to celebrate in style.

I went to bed at midnight anxious but tired. I awoke at 2am because I heard a car pull up in the road. I climbed out of bed and looked up the road. About fifty yards up the road I saw a large car parked,inside I saw a couple entwined: I knew it was Helen.

I ran downstairs and out of the door and toward the car. As I approached I saw that a man was now across the women in the passenger seat: she was face down, her leather mac pulled up to reveal her naked arse.I knew it was Helen.

I slunk away and returned to bed.About 30 minutes later the front door opened and I heard Helen coming up the stairs. Humiliated I pretended to be asleep.I heard her slip her coat off,unzip her boots and slip into the bed.The next thing that happened surprised me as she felt for my cock and started to suck the head. She dug a nail into the shaft and I felt it stiffen.
'I want your cock now,' she whispered.She straddled me, feeding my cock into her wet pussy.She was very wet and she came in minutes but she was not satisfied and took my cock in her hand again. This time she fed it into her arse: it slipped in easily.

As she fucked me, she told me what she had done,how she had fucked the manager as she left the do in his car and how she had just been fucked up the arse outside in his car and how she was going to fuck him again in the morning provided he bought her a diamond bracelet.I came inside her arse at the thought of the fat manager fucking my lovely wife.

In the morning my wife showered and dressed in a tight T shirt and a pair of skin tight leather jeans and stiletto heeled boots.She told me that from now on she was going to fuck the manager when ever she wanted,provided he pampered her as he promised. Later that day she came homes wearing a diamond bracelet. Somehow, I knew our love life had moved in a new direction. The only question was, what should I do next?