Evening the Score - Chapter 2

Evening the Score - Chapter 2Sunday morning, after breakfast, Jess kissed me goodbye, and headed out to the garage and to her car. Once I heard the engine start, I got out my phone and pulled up the app to check her phone?s location. Sure enough, it showed it was located in our garage. I heard her car pull out, and, while I watched it on my screen, she pulled around the corner, and then her phone?s location disappeared. She again turned it off.I brought up the tracker app, and there it was again on the screen, her car. But, she wasn?t heading toward her office, she was heading in another direction, the opposite direction. So, I watched. She continued this direction until just before leaving our town limits, then she stopped. I waited for a few minutes, but her car remained where it was. I looked up the location on a map app, and it showed a large apartment building. Ok, I thought, there it is.I quickly dressed, jumped in my car, and raced over. What I was going to do when I got there, I had no clue. Do I knock on every door till I found her? Do I sit and wait and watch? Was she even there? It?s possible she jumped into another car. My mind was thinking the worst. Damn, I should have put the second tracker somewhere in her purse. Something to do tonight.When I got there, the apartment complex was huge, with several hundred units. Finding her was going to be difficult, so I just drove around until I found her car. I parked a short distance away, hoping I was far enough that I wouldn?t be noticed, and decided to just sit and watch. I was assuming that she?d be logical, and would park near to her destination, not thinking in any way that I knew where she was. So there I waited, watching every unit that was available to me, watching the comings and goings of the various tenants, their k**s, their pets. Pretty domestic and dull stuff.Three hours later, I was just about to drop into a nap, I heard a door near to my location open, and I snapped back into consciousness. As I looked, my wife, Jess, walked out the door, dressed exactly as she had left our home this morning. She quickly turned around, and following her out stepped a man, whom she hugged, and gave a deep, passionate kiss to, the kind of kiss we?ve shared many times together over the years. He was tall, my height, younger, I?d guess early forties, in great shape, and wearing only some loose basketball shorts, and obviously, no underwear, as his bulge was clearly visible, and it was impressive, even to me. During her kiss, she reached down, and grabbed and massaged his cock.Now, my cock is not small by any measure, at just over nine inches, very thick, and curved slightly downward, I?ve always been proud of my manhood. Curved as it was, Jess was always able to easily deep throat it all the way to my balls. All these years, my wife has always enjoyed it. We never fucked where she had any less than 4 shaking orgasms, and, not to brag, but my cock alone taught her the joys of squirting. I?ve pumped many loads, not only into her pussy and ass, but also down her throat. It?s not like we rarely have sex these days. Since our k**s were grown and out of the house, we fuck every night, sometimes every day as well, and always for hours, with many orgasms each.So, color me confused, to say the least. I?m not sure how I was feeling at the moment: anger, yeah, a bit, jealous, a little, my emotions were definitely jumbled. But, pulling myself together, I snapped some pictures of them together. And, as I watched them pull apart, she walked back to her car, got in, and drove away. I waited a little before following, I didn?t want her to notice me, so I turned the tracker app back on. I also checked her phone, but it was still turned off. The tracker map showed, once again, she wasn?t heading toward her office. I waited a couple of minutes, then followed her car. She was heading to the direct other side of town. As I was driving, I saw her car stop, so I headed to that location. When I got there, I found not another apartment complex or house, but an industrial complex. Wtf, I thought, why would she be here. I located her car, and parked some distance away. She was parked in front of what looked like a small business. Along with hers, there were four other cars parked out front. From my location, I could not see inside, so I waited.Another three hours later, she came out, this time, followed by four men. I?d guess their ages ranged from mid thirties to early fifties. They were all dressed in street clothes, including Jess, the clothes she had left the house in this morning. I grabbed some pictures as she gave each one a big hug and a deep kiss, then went to her car, and drove away. Damn, what was she doing here? Did she just get gang banged? Again, the scenarios I?ve read in the online stories began racing through my head. Wtf was going on?As she left, I turned on my tracking app, and noticed this time she was headed toward her office. I also noticed her phone was once again on, with it?s location showing on my phone. I drove off to follow her to her next location, and jumped out of my skin when my phone rang. It was Jess.?Hi, honey, how?s your day??, she said when I answered.?Oh, you know, just another day here. Just a boring Sunday. How?s it going with you??, I replied. ?I?ll be leaving my office in about half an hour. What are our plans for tonight??, she answered.?Not sure yet, maybe go out to dinner.??Ok, sounds good. I?ve been horny all day, so be ready when I get home! Bye.?, she said, and clicked off. It sounded like an order. ?Sure, sweetheart. Looking forward.?, I replied, not sure if she even heard me. How I was going to accomplish this, since I was pretty certain, from what I?ve seen today, I was going to have some trouble getting my cock hard. I continued to follow her, and verified that she indeed went to her office. From there I went home and contemplated on what to do next.Jess came home when she said she would, walked in, where I greeted her like i always do. She gave me a deep, wet kiss, which she always does, grabbed my cock through my pants, and led me to the bedroom. I don?t know how, but she got me rock hard, and sucked and fucked me like she always did. And, as normal, I ate her pussy and ass, and fucked and filled her just like normal. For me at least, no emotion went into my effort, just pure, physical sex. And I wondered: How many cocks did she suck today, and then kiss me with that mouth? How many cocks did she fuck today, and why can?t I taste any cum in her holes? Well, condoms, duh! Did she feel stretched out? A little, I guess, but after all these years ? nothing out of the ordinary.So, how was I going to handle what I witnessed today? How Jess kept my cock hard and useful to her, I really don?t know, because my mind was definitely elsewhere.Like usual, we (I really mean she) finished, and got ready for dinner. Like usual, we dressed casual, as we weren?t planning any fancy Sunday night out. We headed out, got to our restaurant, got a table, and ordered drinks. Along the way, everything was normal, her demeanor, our conversation, everything. Nothing out of place. Although my mind was still a jumble, I tried very hard to appear normal to her. Our drinks arrived, followed by some appetizers we ordered. As we were sipping, nibbling, and conversing, something in me changed. I felt I could not continue this charade any longer. So I leaned over to her. She must?ve thought I was coming in for a kiss, and she leaned over to me, pursing her lips. I moved away, toward her ear, and said:?So, tell me, how long have you been fucking other men??