I Fucked The Guy That Fucked My Wife

My wife and I went through a separation for about four months. She was insistent on it and, though I was hurt and upset, I agreed to it. It got much worse for me when a couple of weeks into it I went by her friends house where she was staying. I saw her car and a pickup truck but not her friends car. Curiosity got the best of me and a quietly walked up the window and looked in. I couldn’t see anything in the living room, so I walked to the side of the house. I saw a window cracked. I tried to look in, but couldn’t really see, but my heart clenched as I heard moaning. I listen carefully and heard her distinctly saying oh God oh God. Couple of seconds later, I heard a man moan and the familiar sound of her groaning loudly. I realized that I knew that sound well it was the sound of her being entered by a cock. He must’ve been playing with her or licking her pussy, and I was unlucky enough to be there when he put his cock inside of her. I listened to them for several moments and realized that he was fucking her very well because she was very vocal. I couldn’t take anymore, and I finally walked away. I won’t lie. I sat in my car and cried and tried not to vomit. I must’ve been there for a while because I saw a guy walk out and get into the pick up truck. He was small and lean but I had never saw him before.
A couple of days later she came by the house to get her mail. I could tell she was trying to be sweet, but I could hardly look at her. She looked beautiful and very sexy in a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt. I just couldn’t help thinking that she had given up her pussy to another man and likely sucked his cock. I wondered if she had let him come inside of her or if she had swallowed him. I knew for sure what I thought was mine had now was not.
I tortured myself for a couple weeks and drove by and when I saw his pick up truck there I knew she was likely getting hammered. I was obsessed with it and though I had several women come on to me during that period, I could not muster the desire. Everything changed when one Friday I was driving downtown and I saw the guys pick up truck parked outside of a gay bathhouse. I had never been inside but in my job I have to know all of the local businesses. I thought to myself you have to be kidding me, is he inside there? I thought maybe he worked in construction or something and was doing a job there. Curiosity got the best of me and very frankly I thought if I go in there and I see him with some other guy I can tell my wife and maybe she will come home. I walked in and was surprised that it was clean and looked a little bit like a nice hotel lobby. The guy was at the desk and ask if I wanted to come in. I was pretty unsure of myself and he read that and said asked if I wanted a tour. I said no thank you and he said that it would be $25 if I wanted to go in so I paid him and he gave me a towel and a robe. He buzzed me through the door into a room with lockers. There was a guy in there getting dressed, so I just followed his lead and took off my clothes and put the robe on and put my stuff in a locker and secured it by putting a quarter in the lock.I went through another door, and there was a hallway with rooms that had no doors. Several had men in them. I tried not to stare as I walked by each room, and the men were either sucking each other or fucking. I did look long enough to know that her man was not one of them. I walk to the end of the hall, and there was a door that lead to a big hot tub. There were two men in it, but again neither were him. Behind the hot tub was a steam room that I could not see any. I saw all of the robes hanging outside, so I took mine off and walked in naked. There were four or five guys in there, and I could not see them clearly at first because of the steam. I sat on my towel, and after a few minutes, I saw him sitting across from me I glanced at him, and he was looking at me and I reactively looked away. When I looked back, he was still looking at me, and he smiled. I forced a smile back, and he nodded towards the door. I nodded my head yes and he got up. To my immense relief, His cock was not all that big. I followed him and he did not grab his robe so I did not either. He walked, and I saw there was a room similar to the ones in the hallway, just off the hot tub. I followed him in, and he turned around and got on his knees in front of me he started rubbing my abdominal muscles and he said You have a great dick. He then took it in his mouth. I have never been with another man, but he was good and pretty quickly My dick started to get hard. He moaned as I got harder and ran one hand under my balls and over my asshole. I cannot lie. It was a fantastic blow job. I could’ve easily came, but I told him I wanted his ass. He looked up at me and said he didn’t usually do that. He asked if I was clean or had a condom. I said I was clean, but did not. He said Don’t cum inside me