<p>For a while, Eric felt nothing as he watched his wife kissing another man on his phone. His evening had been going so well, and then a friend sent him a text. The text contained the video he was now watching for the eighth time.</p><p>There was no question it was Lauren, his wife of 11 years, kissing someone else, and not in a quick and friendly kind of way. No, it was the kind of kiss you give someone when you’re desperate to fuck them.</p><p>The video was taken in a swanky bar where Eric’s friend was meeting a client for drinks. He spotted Lauren and her friend going at each other in a booth in the corner that they clearly thought was private enough for them to fool around in without too much risk of getting caught. Either that or Lauren didn’t care about getting caught.</p><p>She was supposed to be out with her friends. “A girl’s night out,” is what she’d called it. Once or twice a month she and her friends went out, or at least that’s what Eric thought. Maybe she’d just been fucking this guy and using her friends as an excuse.</p><p>He sent her a text: “Having fun with the girls?” She didn’t respond.</p><p>Soon, the numbness began to wear off. That’s when Eric started to feel all sorts of things he didn’t really want to feel. It started with anger. Great, furious anger. He thought he might break his phone he ended up squeezing it so hard at one point. He considered throwing it across the room, but the idea of paying $1,000 for a new one shut down that impulse.</p><p>Then there was jealousy. He felt intensely, overwhelmingly jealous that his wife was clearly having an affair with another man. He felt jealous that she was kissing him in such an intensely passionate way. It had been so long since she’d kissed him like that.</p><p>Sadness came next. Eric thought about how they hadn’t kissed like that in a long time and his shoulders slumped as all the life seeped out of him for a few seconds.</p><p>For the briefest moment, Eric felt an uncomfortable sense of desire. When the other feelings cleared out and he just watched his wife kissing another man, he was unquestionably aroused. He quickly banished that thought from his head though.</p><p>After twenty viewings Eric finally put his phone down. He stood up and paced around the house. He looked at the wedding photos hanging on the wall of the stairway to the upper floor. He looked at the framed vacation photos sitting on the dresser in their bedroom.</p><p>He remembered the nasty fights they’d had. He remembered the times they joyously laughed at some in-joke that only they knew about. He thought about Lauren’s irresistible smile and the way she would run her fingers over his neck when he was stressed out. He thought about how much he loved his wife and how much it hurt that she was having an affair.</p><p>Eric tried his best not to think about the fact that his wife might have someone else’s cock inside her as he paced around the house. He tried not to think about his beautiful wife on her back with another man on top of her. He couldn’t quite stop the images from popping into his head.</p><p>He knew he’d have to confront her when she got home. He’d have to show her the video. They’d have to have a long, terrible fight that might spell the beginning of the end for their marriage. As much as he wanted to avoid having that fight, there was no way around it.</p><p>It was a little after midnight – and four hours after he’d received the video of her kissing the man she was cheating with – when Lauren came home. The Lyft pulled into the driveway and she climbed out as Eric watched from the living room window. She looked a little tipsy as she made her way to the front steps.</p><p>Despite his desire to be furious, Eric couldn’t help but admire how good his wife looked in the short skirt and skintight off-the-shoulder top she’d worn for the evening. He loved that top. It always made her collarbones look so good. The heels made her legs look impossibly long and sexy, too.</p><p>“Hey honey,” Eric said as Lauren walked in.</p><p>Eric studied her face for any sense of guilt. He looked her over to see if there were any obvious signs that she’d been with someone else. He saw nothing.</p><p>Instead, he saw his wife’s beautiful smile, just as he always did when she came home from a night out with her friends. He felt a confusing rush of desire as she smiled at him.</p><p>He went with it and quickly crossed the room to pull her into an embrace and a strong kiss. Lauren’s hand moved to the back of his head and gently played with his hair as she eagerly kissed him back. He tasted alcohol on her breath, but nothing more.</p><p>“What’s gotten into you?” she said with a giddy smile after Eric released her and stepped back. </p><p>Lauren’s eyes glanced down at his crotch and his followed. He was surprised to see an erection there. What had gotten into him?</p><p>“I’m not sure,” Eric answered. “How was your night?”</p><p>“Great,” Lauren said as she kissed Eric’s cheek and moved past him and up the stairs.</p><p>Eric followed and asked, “Where did you guys end up going?”</p><p>“We went to a couple bars, did some drinking and dancing. You know, the usual,” she answered.</p><p>Eric couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t lying, at least not outright. She probably did go to a few bars with the guy she was fucking and her night probably was great. He hoped it wasn’t “the usual” though.</p><p>As much as he tried to focus on his anger and the task at hand, Eric was having a hard time not being distracted by how exceptionally good his wife looked in the skirt and heels she was wearing. He stared up at her ass and thighs as she ascended the stairs and his softening erection returned once more.</p><p>For just a moment he wondered if he’d failed her in some way and that’s why she started fucking someone else. Was he just not giving her what she needed in the bedroom?</p><p>Eric followed Lauren into the bedroom and watched as she took off the small, silver hoop earrings and the three remarkably sexy silver bracelets she wore just below her elbow.</p><p>Lauren looked at him and again glanced between his legs. “You’re not usually this…amorous when I get home,” she said while pointing at his still-stiff cock. “What’s up?”</p><p>Eric considered picking his wife up, throwing her into the bed, pulling off her panties, and fucking her. He knew it would be a bad idea, though. He knew there would be too much anger and perhaps even a touch of hatred in the sex. He knew it would do more damage than it was worth.</p><p>“I’m going to shower,” Lauren said.</p><p>That’s what finally spurred Eric to action. He was doing everything he could to delay having a messy conversation about her cheating, but he couldn’t wait any longer. She was going to wash away any evidence of her infidelity and he couldn’t let her.</p><p>As Lauren moved to leave the bedroom, Eric wrapped an arm around her waist and sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled his wife between his legs. She stood in front of him with a curious, amused look on her face.</p><p>“Eric, what’s up with you?” Lauren asked without a hint of worry. She clearly had no idea what was about to happen.</p><p>Instead of saying anything, Eric pulled out his phone, pulled up the text his friend had sent him, and hit play on the video. He turned his phone around and showed it to Lauren.</p><p>At first, she clearly didn’t know what she was looking it. Eric watched as her face quickly changed from bemused confusion to worry to panic.</p><p>Lauren’s eyes darted from his phone to Eric’s eyes and back to the phone. She tried to step back but he wrapped his free hand around her waist and held her in place. He wanted her to watch the entire video.</p><p>“I’m sorry,” was the first thing she said after the video ended. “I’m so sorry.”</p><p>Her eyes welled up with emotion, though she stopped just short of crying.</p><p>Eric was annoyed that he felt a touch of sympathy for her. The anguished look on her face triggered a protective instinct. He wanted to pull her close and hug her, but that was out of the question.</p><p>“How long?” Eric asked as he tossed the phone onto the bed behind him.</p><p>“What?” Lauren asked.</p><p>Eric felt a surge of anger. “How long have you been fucking him?” he asked through clenched teeth.</p><p>“Eric, please,” Lauren pleaded.</p><p>Eric pulled her closer. He felt her legs trembling.</p><p>“Tell me,” he whispered while holding tightly onto her hips as Lauren stood between his legs.</p><p>Lauren looked away and said in a soft voice, “We met two months ago.”</p><p>“Did you fuck him tonight?” he asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Lauren answered immediately.</p><p>“Where?”</p><p>“We went to his house,” she said.</p><p>Eric looked at the dresser behind Lauren and saw their vacation photos. He saw the joy on their faces and the memories of those trips rushed back.</p><p>He looked back at his wife. A tear rolled down her cheek. Her pain seemed genuine. He couldn’t tell if it was pain at being caught or at having cheated on him.</p><p>He’d been trying his best to ignore it, but Eric was still hard. He was utterly confused by his erection, but there was no denying its presence between his legs. He wondered if it was why he didn’t feel angrier, why he wasn’t pulling his wife’s things out of the dresser and tossing them out the window while screaming about what a whore she was.</p><p>“Is he a better kisser than I am?” Eric asked.</p><p>“What?” Lauren asked as a look of total shock crossed her face. “No. I don’t know. Maybe. I don’t know,” she said in quick succession. She seemed confused that he’d ask such a question.</p><p>Eric ran his hands over Lauren’s lower back, waist, and taut stomach. She looked so good, and her body felt incredible. His fingers moved up her side and over her bare collar bone. She closed her eyes and a quiet, almost imperceptible moan escaped her lips.</p><p>It felt utterly insane in the moment, but Eric gently pulled Lauren’s mouth to his. He needed to kiss her. She resisted for a moment before giving herself over to it.</p><p>At first, the kiss was awkward. Eric wasn’t sure what he wanted to get out of it. Then something clicked. He was hit by a wave of lust and he just wanted to ride it. He wanted to forget about everything for a moment and kiss his wife.</p><p>His mouth parted and his tongue delicately brushed against her lips. Lauren’s resistance melted away and her tongue met his. What began as a tentative kiss soon became something resembling passionate. Eric thought of the video he’d watched so many times. He thought of his wife kissing the other man. It drove him to kiss her with greater vigor, to pull her closer to him.</p><p>“Where else did he kiss you?” Eric asked as his hands moved over Lauren’s body.</p><p>She seemed unsure of what to do, like she was worried that Eric might be on the verge of a burst of furious anger.</p><p>He wasn’t, though. He was almost completely caught up in a kind of lust he hadn’t felt in years. Anger still lingered inside him. He knew it was there. He just didn’t want to deal with it. He wanted to follow the lust. He wanted to ride it to its inevitable conclusion.</p><p>“Please,” Eric said. “Where else did he kiss you?”</p><p>Lauren softened in his grip. The rigidity he’d felt seeped out of her. She seemed willing to trust that he wasn’t planning some sort of fury-fueled vengeance.</p><p>She pointed to her neck and said, “Here.”</p><p>Eric pulled her neck to his lips and kissed her. He let his tongue flitter over her soft flesh and enjoyed the quiet moan he caused.</p><p>When Eric pulled back, Lauren pointed to the spot just above her top. He leaned forward and kissed her softly as her fingers moved to the back of his head and ran through his hair and over his neck.</p><p>Eric pulled down Lauren’s top and exposed her perky naked breasts. In the moment he loved that she’d gone out braless.</p><p>“Did he kiss you here?” Eric asked as he kissed his wife’s breasts.</p><p>“Yes,” Lauren said as she closed her eyes and tilted her head towards the ceiling. She moaned as Eric wrapped his lips around her nipple and moved his tongue back and forth over the erect flesh.</p><p>For a moment, Eric was beset by the imagery of another man sucking his wife’s breasts. He felt that same surge of lust as an imagined video played out in his head. He saw his wife running her hands through the other man’s hair as she enjoyed how his tongue pleased her.</p><p>Eric knew that sort of imagery should have enraged him. He knew it was insane to be sucking on his wife’s breasts so soon after she’d let another man do it, so soon after she’d cheated on him. He couldn’t stop himself though. He’d lost the battle with desire. He was turned on in a way he hadn’t experienced in so long that he was going to follow it all the way to an orgasm if Lauren would let him go there.</p><p>With that thought in mind, Eric picked up his wife, spun around, and gently placed her on her back in their bed. He briefly wondered if she’d ever brought her friend back to their house to fuck while he was at work or during that week when he was out of town on a business trip.</p><p>The thought only served to feed the wild state of desire he was in. He pushed Lauren’s short skirt up around her waist and pulled her panties off.</p><p>Her pussy was wet and her lips were slightly enflamed. He assumed that was from another man pounding her. He didn’t see any cum. At least she’d been smart enough to use a condom.</p><p>“He kissed me here, too,” Lauren said as she used her fingers to spread her pussy lips and show Eric the wet, pink flesh inside.</p><p>There was something about the way she said it and the lurid way Lauren opened her pussy to him that made Eric’s cock surge with lust. For a moment he felt like he might cum without touching himself. He got a little lightheaded and moved closer to his wife’s pussy.</p><p>He felt the strongest urge to lick her and she seemed to be offering it. In fact, she seemed to understand what he wanted.</p><p>Part of Eric’s brain screamed at him to stop. It tried to get him to turn away from the pussy that someone else had been inside of earlier that night.</p><p>The louder part of his brain, the one controlled by the testosterone coursing through his blood, told him to taste her. It told him to lick his wife’s pussy because that’s what would turn him on the most in that moment.</p><p>So he did it. He buried his tongue in her pussy and he felt such a strong surge of desire emanating from his groin that he knew just a few strokes would be enough to make him cum.</p><p>Lauren moaned as Eric licked her pussy. She grabbed two handfuls of his hair and arched her back as she rubbed her clit over his tongue. The fact that she seemed so into it turned him on even more. He wasn’t sure why and in that moment he didn’t care.</p><p>Lauren pulled Eric’s head from between her legs. There was a lusty look on her face with just a hint of insecurity mixed in. “Fuck me, Eric,” she said.</p><p>He couldn’t say no. He didn’t want to. His mind was a confused jumble of lust, anxiety, and anger. His cock was as hard as it had ever been. His precum was making a mess on the sheets. He wanted to fuck his wife desperately, like he had when they were first dating.</p><p>Eric quickly scrambled between her legs and pushed his cock inside Lauren. As he did, an image the man in the video doing the same thing flashed in his mind. He imagined Lauren’s long legs wrapped around that other man. He imagined her arms moving over his back as they fucked in his bed.</p><p>Again that surge of lust rushed through his body. He pumped his cock hard into his wife’s wet pussy. He kissed her aggressively and she kissed him back as her hands moved feverishly over his back and grasped his ass cheeks.</p><p>Eric felt his orgasm coming. He knew he wasn’t going to last long. He felt a touch embarrassed that he was going to cum in just a few minutes.</p><p>Lauren was writhing underneath him and it quickly proved to be real as she announced her impending orgasm.</p><p>“Fuck me, Eric!” she cried out. “Make me cum. Make me cum!”</p><p>Just as Lauren screamed in ecstasy, Eric’s cock exploded inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as they both climaxed.</p><p>They stayed like that for a few minutes, delaying the inevitable awkwardness that would come after they uncoupled their bodies.</p><p>Eric was the first to move. He pulled out of Lauren and pressed his boxer shorts between her legs to his cum wouldn’t leak into the bed. He rolled onto his back next to her and took her hand in his as they both stared at the ceiling.</p><p>For a little while they laid there and let the awkward silence wash over them. Eric was the first to speak. “That was…unexpected,” he said.</p><p>Lauren squeezed his hand as she said, “Yeah.” There was another long pause before she added, “Are we…should we…shouldn’t we talk about…well, what I did?” Her voice was filled with anguish as the last few words escaped her lips.</p><p>“We should, but I think that can wait until tomorrow,” Eric said as he rolled onto his side and looked at Lauren. “Why don’t we shower?” he suggested.</p><p>She smiled and wiped away a tear before they made their way to the bathroom. Eric turned the knob and held his hand under the water until it turned warm. He took his wife’s hand and led her into the roomy shower.</p><p>Lauren closed her eyes and stepped into the water. Eric watched from behind as she ran her fingers through her wet hair and over her body. Some of the anger was still left in him and it would probably remain for a while. The breach of trust would be hard to get over.</p><p>Something was different, though. He was still processing his feelings, but he knew that the overwhelming sense of desire he’d felt in the bedroom was more than jealousy and frustration fueled. There was something deeper at work, something he wasn’t yet sure he wanted to confront.</p><p>Above all else, he knew he didn’t want to leave Lauren. He knew other people would tell him to jump ship, but he had no desire for it. At no point over the course of his up and down night did Eric feel like he wanted to leave his wife.</p><p>He reached out and ran his hands over her back and grasped her waist. Lauren turned around and wiped the water out of her eyes before looking up at him.</p><p>Eric pulled her into a tight hug. Her lean, wet, naked body felt so good pressed against his. She rested her head against his chest and slowly moved her hands over his skin.</p><p>“I love you,” Eric said. He wanted Lauren to know he wasn’t boiling over with anger. There would be a hard conversation tomorrow, but he wasn’t going to be packing his bags and leaving.</p><p>“I love you too,” Lauren said. “I’m so sorry.”</p><p>Eric caressed her wet hair as the hot water filled the bathroom with steam. Lauren held him tighter and sobbed against his chest.</p><p>Eric couldn’t help but think that this moment would end up strengthening their marriage. Perhaps he was being foolish, but in a weird way it felt like something had changed for the better that night.</p><p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/from-cheating-to-25225158"><em><strong>Click here</strong></em></a><em> to read the second part of the story.</em></p>