Getting caught by my husband

Cheating is wrong, very wrong, but how can something that's wrong feel so good? I've been married to Pete for 20 years, and as with every marriage, we stopped communicating, we stopped caring for each other.

Our life became a routine I was sick of, I would constantly sit on the table, with my glass of wine and watch him cook, and he would ask me the usual: "Did you picked up the dry cleaning? Did you pay the bills? Do you want more wine?" I was sick of it.

I started cheating on him with Luke, a younger, stronger, dominant man who really knows how to turn me on and make me beg for more, he has become a relief in my life, but I love my husband and I wish him to do everything Luke does to me.

One day, I was doing the usual, sitting on the table, having my wine as he cooked dinner for us. He came over to me and laid a kiss on my cheek. "You smell different, is that a new perfume?" he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I was wearing a perfume Luke gifted me, of course, "yeah, it's new."

"It smells good," then he laid a plate with food in front of me, and sat across the table. "Things aren't going well in the office, the market dropped two points because of Tesla."

I limited myself to smirk, "It's insane, and they're rising rates, I think we're near a recession, I'm scared I might lose some good contracts."

"You'll find a way to solve it, you always do," I said without paying much attention to him.

Suddenly my phone started buzzing, I looked at the top screen, and it was Luke, I didn't pick it up.

"Is that your phone?" he asked checking on his.

"I think so," I said. I continued eating my food and it buzzed again. I ignored it.

"Aren't you going to pick it up?" Pete asked me.

"It's probably one of those salesmen," I excused myself, but then it buzzed again, insistently and I got nervous.

"Why don't you answer it?" he asked me seriously, and I moved my head, in denial.

"No, it's nothing," I said right away and Pete stood up, got closer to me and ordered me to check it. I refused, and then he ripped it off my hands.

He went through the messages and his face instantly changed from serious to completely mad.

"What the fuck is this Leah?! Give me a reason for this!"

"It's nothing, Pete," I said.

"Nothing? 'Luke I want you to make me choke on your cock', does it sound like nothing?"

"I'm tired Pete, I'm sick of being invisible to you, I'm tired of being ignored! You don't touch me anymore and Luke? Luke dominates me, he fucks me hard and orders me to please him and I fucking love it."

I vented out my frustration and Pete got even madder, "so he makes you crawl and tells you to take off your clothes, is that it?" he then took off his belt, and I was confused. "Take off your panties," he ordered me and hesitating, I stood up from my chair, pulled up my dress and slid down my panties.

"Bent over the table," he told me, I did. I laid my torso on the table, and he pulled up my skirt exposing my buttocks, and took his belt and suddenly whipped me with it.

I moaned, I felt the tingly sensation traveling on my skin, "If you want to be punished I'll fucking punish you, but you will not see that man again!" he said and whipped me again.

I moaned, I've never seen my husband so mad and so hot at the same time, I couldn't believe this was happening. He whipped me again, harder and I loved it.

"Suck on my cock, now!" he shouted at me as he pulled down his pants, exposing his cock to me. He was already so hard, I crawled up to him and took his manhood inside my mouth. I sucked it and then, he gripped my head and began fucking my mouth.

After he was done, he took me against the wall, spread my buttocks and sank his tongue deep inside my folds, tasting my wetness and eating me out. It had been years since Pete did anything like that, and I was thrilled to feel his tongue once again exploring my body.

He would land a spank on my ass from time to time as he ate me out, and I would ask and beg him for more. Pete brushed my entrance with his cock and penetrated me hard and deep right there against the wall.

Feeling his fat cock stretching my walls was amazing, he spanked me some more as he fucked me harder and faster, taking me to the edge of my own climax, and right when I was about to release, he would stop completely.

"Please, let me cum baby, please!" I begged him that first time, but instead, he spanked me harder, took me to the couch and fucked me from behind.

I felt his cock deep inside me and his crotch hitting my ass as he moved, Pete held onto my hips and moved me on his cock just as he wanted, he used my body and took me to another edge, which he denied again.

Hearing him moaning was precious, seeing his enraged but pleased face was beyond words, and I started feeling my love for him burning again inside me, I didn't want him to stop, but Pete moved relentlessly inside my pussy and soon, he spurted his load, filling me up entirely.

"You're not going to cum until I know you ended it with Luke," he said.

"Yes, sir," I replied, "I love you; I promise I'll end it."

My affair definitely changed my marriage for the better, it made me understand that Pete was also frustrated, and that he needed to release the tension somehow. I'm now his wife, and his submissive, and I couldn't be happier to explore this new side of our marriage with the man I love.