Bad Things Cum in Groups of Three

"Uh, that was fucking intense huh?" She snickered after finishing the can and began running water in the sink washing her hands.

"Yeah uhm; you're not gonna tell Christine?" I just had to know and didn't feel like beating around the bush with her. Dakota could be flaky as all get out and this had been the basis for the on again-off again friendship my wife Christine had experienced with her over the years.

"No are you?" She begun washing a pile of dirty dishes in our sink as if nothing had ever happened between us and it was sort of peculiar.

"Well uh; no I don't think that would be cool."

"Me neither." She turned with a wide smile and pinched my nose walking out of the kitchen and into our living room where a box of various odds and ends was sitting on my coffee table. I chugged half of a carton of orange juice before following her. I'd noticed that her shorts were still on the floor and hurried into the living room to find her fishing around in her purse finally producing a joint which she lit up.

"I think you forgot something." I held up her shorts with her panties plainly visible lining the khaki material.

"My hero."

Dakota ended up with several boxes of second hand swag for the good will and we watched some show on Net-Flix until my wife finally reared her red head with a pizza and some more beers. Neither one of us betrayed the other and I breathed a sigh of relief when my wife finally drove her blonde friend home a little after midnight. I caught up on my missed game with some Sports Center coverage while I fished through a few left over boxes. I found a few pairs of panties that Christine didn't wear anymore and they were all coincidentally pairs that I liked. Our sex life had kind of tapered off over the years and we were sporadically having intercourse with no set schedule. She blamed it on my lack of interest but in truth I felt that she'd become rather lackluster between the sheets preferring everything to be done in the missionary style.

I set aside the pairs of underwear fishing around in the purse and finding some old tattered letters that seemed to have Polaroid's inside. My curiosity got the better of me as I opened when yellowed envelope to find a picture some guy had sent my wife of his penis. I was jarred out of complicity as I looked through other offerings from my wife's unknown admirer with most of the pictures being of his huge black cock after it was spent. My first instinct was to trash the letters and photos but I started reading the letters figuring that they were from an old boyfriend.

"Christy, you got a brother sprung on that big back porch and I'm jonesing for another slice of that ass. Girl your head game is off the track and I think we can get my boy Jamal to get it like you wanted even though I don't get down like that. I'd do anything to hit it doggy even let my cousin hook it up too."

I was incensed with rage wanting to meet my wife at the door with a pistol and force the truth out of her when she came home. I thumbed through some of the other thing in the discarded purse finding a few Polaroid's my wife had shot of herself in an interesting state of undress. She was facing away from the camera with her huge panty clad ass on display. Further reading revealed that Christine was taking the photographs for a male acquaintance who gotten himself in trouble with the law and was serving time in prison.

"That fucking bitch." I murmured to myself going to a dark place before cooler heads and my memory of her best friend's wet cooch calmed me. I found myself wanting to know how far the rabbit hole went and opened her laptop logging in with her password and going through her history to find a number of dating and hookup sites catering to lovers of large women along with some nude photos my wife had been sending out to potential "friends." I almost ripped her laptop in two but cooler heads prevailed and I put everything back the way I found it moments before she returned home. I'd cheated and there was no telling if Dakota would keep quiet if I divorced her friend.

"Hey honey sorry about being late but you know how it is when I get with Dakota; that girl can really talk your head off when she wants too." She kissed me on the cheek before heading off to our bedroom oblivious to the fact that I'd been glaring at her the entire time. In moments she was snoring as I sat quietly in the living room staring at the old purse that containing secrets I was never meant to know. I would have several glasses of J&B before passing out on the couch.

*****

The divorce was ugly, very ugly indeed and in the end I had to give up a little more than I was willing to but everything turned out fiscally okay. I really did love my wife Christine and it hurt me to part with her but I couldn't reconcile the parts of her that I didn't know with what she showed me on a daily basis. I often lay awake at night wondering if anything in our lives was real and silently blowing up at the thought of some other guy banging her while she talked to me on the phone. At our divorce proceedings I was finally able to see the other guy-Reggie Simpkins, a brother that worked security in the building where Christine worked. My lawyer and good friend Walter had employed a private investigator turning up three more of my wife's indiscretions that included another ex-con, the manager in our old apartment building and a police officer who'd stopped her for speeding. I was absolutely humiliated beyond words and beside myself with shame for not seeing it sooner.

I'd recently received a promotion at work that I'd worked to long and too hard for leaving me with a nice bit of change and I'd rented a loft. I'd bought a few things but left it mostly unfurnished. I kept busy with movies, internet and gym workouts but my life was kind of vanilla. My friends were of the general opinion that I was in need of a good fuck to get on with my life and I agreed but couldn't bring myself to venture out into the dating scene again.

"Andy; is that you?" It was a Saturday morning and I found myself at the park in the early hours jogging along a wooded path when my eyes were drawn to a woman running fifteen feet ahead of me. She was kind of short and a bit stocky; but her curves were infinitely distracting drawing my eyes to the fuchsia colored work-out clothing she was wearing. She had long flowing brown hair that stopped just below her shoulders that obscured her face as my eyes traveled a path down her spine to an oversized rear haphazardly stuffed into a modicum of material giving her bottoms the appearance of booty shorts. Her rounded cheeks were hanging lower from the shorts than it appeared she was comfortable with judging from the way she continually pulled down on them as she ran. Her only companion was a border collie that jogged alongside of her connected by its leash. After a mile or two of jogging behind her my heart had other ideas as I found myself resting on a bench in the park when she walked her dog over to an animal fountain rewarding her pet with a drink.

"Andy; is that you?" I looked up finding out that she was definitely of Asian descent and cute as a button but I didn't initially have a clue to her identity.

"Oh wow you don't remember me; my name's Kailani and 'I used to work in the coffee shop at the building where you worked." The fog gradually lifted from my head as I recalled an introverted bespectacled student with her nose constantly in a text book. We'd struck up a fast friendship when I'd mentioned to another coworker an anime that I'd been watching spiking her interest. Kailani was probably a few pounds heavier back then and her dress was a little more eighties era with big baggy looking clothing and wide brimmed hats covering her dark hair. The person in front of me was an entirely different creature as I face-palmed upon realizing who she was.

"Damn I'm so sorry; it's been a while uh, Kailani right?" Her face lit up when I said her name and I remembered how much I liked to see her smile. Our talks had been the highlight of my day due to the fact that I hated my job and the people that worked there with a vengeance.

"So you do remember me after all; I was getting all butt hurt for a moment there."

"Come on girl; you'd really get twisted because a customer didn't remember you?" She had this roundish cherubic sort of face with a button nose and a wide grin that almost appeared too big for her face. My eyes couldn't help but wander over her body with her sort of truncated torso that was offset by her overly wide hips that stretched the material of her gym shorts to the max drawing my attention to her pronounced camel toe. Her powerful legs were a testament to her dedication to running that had initially netted her an athletic scholarship before an ill-advised biking accident took that opportunity away forcing her into a menial job at a coffee shop.

"Maybe if he was a fellow Otaku like myself." It was a Japanese term that described our interests and we both owned it like a badge of honor. After a while I'd made it a habit of going to the coffee shop simply to see Kailani and it was like a shot in the arm that helped me get through my day. She'd disappeared one day replaced by some waif without one tenth of the people skills and I'd crossed the coffee shop off my list of regular haunts before finding a job elsewhere.

"What happened to you Kailani; I came in one day and you were gone."

"Well uh, I got an opportunity to make a little more money and I had to do what I had-well, I'm going to school now and I'll be a full-fledged pharmacist in no time." I was genuinely happy to see that she was fulfilling dream.

"I'm happy for you; glad to see that somebody got out of the rat race."

So what happened to you Andy; still working for that shitty company?" She bent down rubbing her dog's head and splashed a little water on his fur giving me a generous view of her shapely bottom and the way her shorts rode up revealing a definitive gap between her legs.

"Eh I just traded one shit job for another...well, with a little bit more money." She continued smiling and rubbing the border collie whose name was Shelby.

"Well at least it's different and that's a start don't you think?" She was fishing around for something to say and trying to sound positive and I truly appreciated that.

"Thanks for the charity Otaku; I knew there was a reason I missed you so much when you were gone." She broke into a wide grin and walked over intending to give me a hug but Shelby started barking loudly perceiving me as a threat.

"Say Andy; do you live around here?"

"I have a loft a few blocks away, why?" She caressed Shelby's head calming the animal who jumped up placing his front legs on her chest and licking her face.

"I just thought that maybe we could catch up on old times is all; think we can go to your place and do that?" Her question was dripping with innuendo and I was more than game if it meant having more time with her. I'd never told her that I was married feeling that it would dampen our friendship. I'd never even entertained the thought of cheating on my wife in those days but I currently found myself in new times and what appeared like a second chance was rearing its pretty Laotian head.

"Follow me and don't forget Shelby." We talked of many things pop culture and eclectic flight of fantasy from the original Transformers cartoons to the pure robotic bliss created by Go Nagai in his prime. Shelby even managed to warm to me by the time we reached my front stoop and Kailani seemed genuinely enchanted with my new digs telling me how her apartment was even a fraction of the size of my loft. I jokingly told her she could move in any time she wanted and we both laughed it off as she put Shelby out on my small enclosed patio and pulled the screen door up causing a truce between me and the animal who began barking profusely while we continued our tour ending at my laundry room.

"Man you seem to have everything here; you don't even have to do laundry outside?"

"Laundromats can be a little weird and off putting; besides you don't know what was in those machines before you used them." I was speaking from the heart and experienced some anxiety stemming from an incident where I'd found a dead rodent in one of the dryers of a laundromat I'd been using. The place came with a combination washer-dryer and that was the selling point for me.

"Think I could use your washing machine?"

"Sure, you can come over anytime you want and wash to your heart's content." I punctuated my statement with a smile unprepared for what would happen next. Kailani discarded her top to stand topless before me. She playfully tossed her sports bra to me instantly reminding me of my afternoon tryst with my wife's best friend Dakota some months earlier as Kailani took it one step further placing a hand on my shoulder and peeling her skin tight shorts off. She giggled a little as she turned and bent over picking up the rest of her sparse clothing from my floor.

"You don't mind do you?" She gingerly took the garments from my hands and placed them in the washer turning it on as I admired the view. After a few moments she turned and drew my zipper down deftly pulling my erect cock free on my pants. I was at a loss for words not knowing what to say and completely blown away by her bold demeanor. She used her other hand to tug my sweat pants down mid-thigh handling my balls as well. Her touch was electric sending shivers running through my body as she kneaded me with skilled precision. Kailani took one of her hands away only long enough to drool a line of saliva into her own palm and adding it back to my tumescence.

"You know I want you to do with this Andy?" The wet, sticky sound of her fist roughing jacking my cock was all but drowned out by Shelby's con tenuous barking and Kailani led me by my member to the screen door in full view of her pet.

"We've been together so long that he doesn't know who's the boss; so every now and then I have to remind him." She gave my cock a few more strokes before letting go and getting down on all fours facing the window. She had her palms placed directly under her torso and her legs spread as wide as she could manage creating an inviting view of her rounded cheeks and exposed snatch. She had well defined tan lines that revealed that some of the old Kailani was still present judging from the width and expanse of the full back panty shape against her tan skin.

"Come on Andy; help me show Shelby who's in charge." Her voice was husky and labored making me rip my t-shirt as I snatched it off and kicked off my shorts becoming nude like Kailani who only wore some knee highs and her running shoes. I couldn't believe how big her butt was noting that it was wider than protruding and was probably why I hadn't noticed it in the old days. Then again she did have a habit of wearing baggy clothing. Moisture was practically dripping from her cunt as I pressed the head of my cock against her opening and slid partially in finding her confines a little tighter than I expected. I noticed that her brown-eye looked like she'd experimented before and a mental note that I'd try to get some anal the next time we fucked.

"That feels really good but you're going to have to shove the rest of it in there Andy." I completely sheathed myself inside her with three violent shoves making her cry out and try to work with me as Shelby lost it probably thinking I was hurting her. My fingers dug into the pliant flesh at her hips and we began fucking with her matching my pace shoving her ass back at me matching my cadence. Her sexy voice and childish moans enhanced the experience as she pressed her face against the glass of my patio screen door while her dog whimpered and pawed at the door. She looked over her shoulder at me with this pleading look that made me push into her tight cunt even harder. My balls were slapping up against the underside of her sex and soon she sounding like she was crying from the rough rutting she'd asked me for.

"Fuck me hard Andy." She was speaking in a labored monotone voice and her body was almost glistening with sweat. It had been a while since I'd gotten laid preferring internet porn over actual interactions with the opposite sex due to the pain I was still experiencing and it was this fact that accounted for my longevity. Kailani's head was pressed up against the glass and Shelby was whimpering and licking the screen door where her face was. She actually stuck her tongue out and licked the spot where her dog was giving me a strange vibe as my ball s tightened up signaling a pending climax.

"Fuh-Fuck I'm gonna cum Kailani!!" For some reason I felt like I should warn her and I didn't know why but she looked back at me with her mouth agape before squinting her eyes and somehow tightening her cunt up around me in an incredible display of body control.

"Where are you gonna cum Andy?" She managed to ask as my climax fast approached.

"I-I'M GONNA CUM ALL OVER THIS FUH-FUCKING BEAUTIFUL ASS-SHIT!!" I had reached my zenith and yanked my cock from her grasping sex to nearly coat all of her wide tanned butt with an epic amount of cum. After the first three bursts of milky semen covered her butt, I pressed my cock against the crack of her ass shooting a string of cum half way up her back. The haze and afterglow washed over me as I used my hand to evenly coat her ass with my spunk. I noticed that Shelby had calmed down and was sitting on the patio silently watching both of us.

"Thanks Andy; I really needed that and I've been wanting to fuck you for over a year now." She confessed her thoughts with a sheepish grin as she laid on her side wiping some of my jizz from her butt and staring at it webbed between her fingers.

"Really?"

"Yeah; there were times when we were talking in the past that I was soaking wet just from talking to you. It kind of seemed like you were never gonna ask me out and then I figured out your secret." Her post coital confession was going into uncomfortable territory.

"What secret?" She responded by grabbing my ring finger and giving it a little tug.

"One day I noticed that you were wearing what had to be a wedding ring and I was a little disappointed figuring that you were playing the "friend role" to get into my panties. But after a while it turned out that you were really genuinely my friend and then things got interesting."

"Oh?"

"Yeah one day it just hit me that I didn't care that you were married because I had these feelings; I just wanted you to say something-something to show me that you were feeling the exact same way I was. But Andy you never did and it drove me crazy." I was reeling internally from her confession.

"I-WANTED TO FUCK YOU SO BAD ANDY...but you turned out to be faithful and then I met your wife." Her voice was cracked as she continued getting everything off of her chest.

"You met Christine?!!"

"So that's her name; she walked into the shop and bought a two cups of coffee. I noticed a pregnancy test in her purse and we ended up talking about babies and shit. When she left I looked out of the window and saw her handing you the other cup of coffee. You guys were all hugged up and I was devastated."

"Devastated?" My wife had never told me that she might be pregnant during that time and it must have been a scare from "hooking up" with one of her boy toys. I shuddered at the thought of all the deception that I was unaware of during that time.

"Yeah; enough to quit my job and get my life back on track; you don't mind if I use your shower do you?" I didn't have to answer as she gently pushed me to the side and stood treated me to a view of her short curvy body in particular the slight sway of her buttocks as she walked towards my bathroom. She stopped turning to give me an enticing view of her profile and crooked her finger at me.