Why I hate Wednesdays

Wednesday nights. God it’s Wednesday again. You know the guys on TV
and radio call it hump day. They mean that being in the middle of the
week you need to get over that big hump that leads to the weekend. To
me it’s the worst day of the week. It’s the night my wife would work
late and my life would be what’s going down hill.

My marriage was wonderful for a long time. We would be together as
often as time would allow us. You see we used to work not far from
each other. We used to drive to and from work and go to lunch
everyday. It was really nice to be able to spend so much time
together. Our two jobs made just enough money that we could live
comfortably and do what ever we wanted to do when we wanted to do it.
So we would be together all the time. It was great. Even on the bad
days we knew we would leave our troubles at work and come home to our
wonderful life.

It wasn’t long till we felt settled in enough and had our first child.
During that time my wife put on a bit of weight. For me it was never
an issue. I’ve always loved bbw women. The only reason I bring it up
is because it will come out in some of the dialog you’ll read below.
To describe her a bit more she’s 5 foot 1” and brunet and though she
was over weight she was always extremely beautiful and had an
innocence about her that made her extremely attractive to everyone who
knew her.

It wasn’t long after my child was born that both of our businesses
began to flounder. Both companies were involved in the tech sector and
when the market fell our companies went with it. Before long we had
both lost our jobs due to layoffs and closure and debt started piling
up. So we had to immediately find new jobs.

Once we did, the positions we got were to totally different
situations. Mine was a small office that was mostly male and all
married. Her’s was part of a big conglomerate and most of her floor
was mixed as far as the sexes and mostly single.

For a long time we were bad off and life for us was pretty hard. We
had old debts and our new salaries were not as high as we used to
bring in. It took us a long time to get out of trouble and to at least
start paying current. During these times we just pulled together and
made the best of it but we weren’t happy with our situation.

At work, our companies were stellar opposites. Mine was a 9-5 job that
wanted some over time and it wasn’t very team orientated. We all got
along well but as soon as we were done we took off and headed for home
to be with our families. Her’s was totally different. They were team
orientated to the max. Every one should act as a team. Work hard
together play hard together and get the job done even if you had to
stay late. What’s more as my company really frowned on its workers
fraternizing after hours hers encouraged her people to be together
after hours and tried to set up all kinds of activities to rally the
troops. They had picnics, sent them to shows (family members were
included if they could get to the show place on time), had team
activities weekends (paint ball and the like) and always encouraged
happy hours.

They seem to make my wife feel really welcome and she wanted to
participate as much as she could. But with us at home she tended to go
to only a few activities and an occasional happy hour. She seemed to
invariably have a good time and would have a funny story to relate
after she returned home. I was happy for her and in truth a bit
jealous that not only was she having a better time at work then I but
work seemed to take more and more of her time.

Things between us though were still good. We loved each other and we
missed not being with each other through out the day terribly. Then
one Friday night she came home after a happy hour and things started
to change.

She came in the door that night and barely said hello. She just wanted
to go up and take a shower. She went kissed our baby and ran up the
stairs saying how she hated for her hair to smell like beer, booze and
cigarettes. This was no surprise as she used to do this on nights when
we were single and had been out clubbing only back then I went up with
her and we scrubbed each other. So I offered to put the baby to bed
(it was her time anyway) and then come in and scrub her back. Truth
was it was Friday night (our usual sex night) and when my wife has
been drinking she gets a bit looser and more wild…..ok, horny as hell
is more like it. But I was immediately rebuffed with an abrupt, “No”.

Well needless to say after that things changed. That weekend she was
acting very weird. She was withdrawn and seemed to purposely avoid
talking to me and almost appeared afraid to look at me. We didn’t make
love all weekend or that week as a matter of fact. She was distant all
week but then mentioned that she had this big project coming up and
her office decided her and several other groups would have to work
overtime one night a week till the project comes to fruition. That
night was Wednesday.

Every Wednesday night she would come home around 11:30 or later,
sometimes earlier but mostly later. Most of the time she seemed happy
and as the week would progress she would almost get back to her perky
self. Then Wednesday would come around and her mood would change. The
days after the really late nights were pretty bad around my house. If
she came home early she seemed almost relieved and we would have a
pretty good weekend. The late nights however would change her mood to
real bad for the next week.

On weeks with late nights all sex would dry up for sometimes weeks on
end. We went through dry spells that lasted in the months. I would try
everything, massages, gifts, flowers, dinner dates, lingerie, every
thing I could think of but nothing could change her mood. She actually
was happiest when I didn’t ask her for sex at all. We went from making
love 2-3 times a week to almost every other month.

During this time I tried to talk to her. I begged her to tell me if
anything was wrong. She told me that every thing was ok and to relax.
It was at the point of my most frustration that I figured she must be
having an affair. This had been in the back of my mind for a while but
I refused to believe it. Could she? Would she? It would explain why
she doesn’t want me any more but would she throw away our marriage our
home our family life with our daughter?

I had to know. I had to find out what the truth was.

Reluctantly I formed a plan. I started by leaving my office early on
one Wednesday night. I worked through my lunch and left an hour early.
Then I raced home and picked up my daughter. We went back to my home
for some quality time together. Then after 8 when it was her bedtime I
put her in the car and drove to my wife’s place of work then parked
near her car and waited to see what if anything was going on. My
daughter slept the whole time so she had no idea she wasn’t in bed so
she wasn’t a factor. But the waiting time for me sucked.

On early nights my wife would leave by 9 pm. And at nine a few members
of her team did walk out. 9:30 comes around and two of her co-workers
walked a few cars away not noticing me. That’s when I heard this
conversation…

T) Dam Steve they’re really going at it upstairs! S) Yeah she can be
pretty loud. T) Who’s she with this time? S) Mitch I think T) Him too?
S) Yeah, once I told him what she was like he couldn’t wait to get
into that…. He just loves to desecrate the wanna be innocent ones. T)
Yeah she does come off that way huh? S) Hey Troy you do her yet? T) No
not yet…I’m not sure how to get her. How did you get her to say yes?
S) Its like I told ya you have to take her. Don’t give her a chance to
say no! Just grab her by the hair and tell her your gonna fuck her
tonight. She gets real horny if you’re forceful. Just don’t hurt her
or if she really freaks out stop and what ever you do bring a condom.
A lotta guys here in the office will be pretty pissed at ya if you
screw this up. T) Don’t worry, I wont…but she’s really not my type.
Too fat. S) Look, you don’t even have to take her clothes off. Just
pull up her skirt. Trust me she may be hefty but her pussy is so sweet
you forget that real quick once you slam your prick into her and she
milks you dry into her. Did you see her last week? She fucked Ron in
the back of his car and then blew Tony at the same time. T) No Shit? I
missed it! Hey how’d she start? I mean when she started here in the
office she was this nice married chick just a perky office manager
that was a bit clueless or innocent, however you want to call it. S)
Tony found out at a happy hour about 8 months ago. She got trashed
there and he came up behind her and was jokingly blowing in her ear.
We’ll she pressed her ass right up against his cock and moaned like a
whore. So he just grabbed her and took her out to the parking lot and
just fucked the hell out of her. She half-heartedly tried to resist
and once he pulled her head back by her hair she just moaned and
grabbed for his cock. T) Dam…sucks to be her husband. S) Yeah that
poor bastard has no clue from what I understand. Hey guess who claims
to be next? T) No Idea…who? S) Dominic from legal upstairs. You know
the butt master? T) I thought she didn’t do anal? S) Well he plans on
being the first.

CLICK! That was my tape recorder. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had
planned to either tape record what I saw or video it with my camcorder
for proof of what I though was an affair. But my heart broke after
what I had heard. My beautiful wife was the office slut. These guys I
had met at a picnic a few months before were fucking my wife weekly. A
small part of me died that night. My heart was broken and I drove home
with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t confront her I couldn’t look at her.
My head was spinning. I drove home totally a mess in pain in rage and
hurt. That night I slept in my daughter’s room. She has another bed in
her bedroom that we use in case she’s sick so my wife must have
thought that our daughter was not feeling well and never questioned
why I wasn’t in our bed. I was awake when she came in. I was awake
when she woke up and I looked like death warmed over even after a hot
shower.

The next morning I was a shell of myself. I couldn’t eat or
concentrate at work. Everyone asked what was wrong but I just kept to
myself. What do I say to them…my wife is fucking her whole male staff
at work but other then that I’m great? Please! I just finished my work
and went home. Once there I played with my daughter went online then I
dragged myself to bed. Thank god for having a king sized bed. I never
felt her or touched her.

This went on through the weekend. She had been distant as of late and
now I was too. We both played with my kid at different times and took
her out at different times but didn’t have much contact with each
other overall.

This went on for several days till Wednesday came around again. I
planned to be there again that night. I told her that I also had to
work late and then asked if she would mind if my parents watched the
baby till I got home. She said she had no problem with it. As long as
it doesn’t become habit. I told her that it was no big deal and that
it was going to be for a couple of nights a week. But I wanted to make
it Wednesday nights so we wouldn’t be away from each other too much.
She bought it and there I was in the parking lot with my video camera
in hand and tape recorder if I couldn’t see anything.

I had parked some distance away and in the night my car looked just
like anyone else’s. I got out and moved closer to her car and waited.

This time she came out of the office about 10 pm. Not far walking
behind her was some guy. I couldn’t tell till he got closer but when
he did I recognized him as Tom her immediate supervisor. When she got
to her car he moved quickly up to her. Grabbed her waist and pushed
his hips into her big beautiful ass. She looked behind her and pushed
her hips hard against his cock.

I was in shock watching this. My body started to shake. I had a rush
of emotions and it was so hard to control them all.

He now had his arms around her, one hand went to her breast through
her shirt, one hand pulling up her long flowing skirt. I turned on the
camera. I needed proof that this was indeed happening but I couldn’t
hold it. I put it on the car and maneuvered it till I could see them
through the lens.

With her skirt up I could see his hand reaching into her panties. She
moaned softly as he touched her. She spread her legs as she leaned
into him so he could reach her better. I could hear her coos and ahhhs
as his fingers started working between her thighs. He then pulled his
hand out of her skirt and pushed her forward. She was bent over in
front of him and he threw her skirt over her hips and pulled down her
panties. You could see him rubbing himself through his pants against
her pussy and she was rocking with him.

With out a word her pulled the car door open turned her body into it
and allowed her to rest her arms on the car seat as he undid his pants
and looked like he was putting a condom on. Then he rubbed her butt
cheeks with both hands grabbed onto her hips, positioned his cock to
her opening and slammed his cock into her without mercy. She half
moaned half grunted as loud as she could and totally blew my mind.
This guy was fucking my wife for all to see. She was moaning like a
whore and just loving every minute of it! They didn’t care if anyone
heard! They didn’t care if anyone saw!

No words between the two were said. Just grunting moaning and the
slapping sounds of a hard cock and a soaking wet pussy. I could
clearly see into the car from where I was hiding. There was a parking
lot light not too far away so I could see them pretty well.

People were walking to their cars hearing the noises turning to see
then they got into their cars and left. Some moved closer and took a
better look. Others just shook their heads and walked to their cars.
No one seemed surprised. I took it to mean they had seen my wife at
work before …many times I guessed.

I was still shaking as I watched them get more and more furious. Her
moans had turned to grunts to match his. They were going full force
now. His one hand one her breast (he had lifted her shirt and bra the
other occasionally slapping her ass till finally he lot out a
tremendous grunt and moan and forced his hips hard into her. He was
cumming into her. It was like he was forcing each blast of cum into
her as hard as he could and that was when she came out loud. Her
grunts had turned into one great loud one as she forced her self
against him again and again milking his cock into her filling his
condom

They both stayed in place for a short while. Then she began to stir
and he pulled out of her. No words were said as she pulled herself up
and got into her car. He just fixed himself and walked off in the
other direction. He looked back at her and waved then she just turned
her car on and drove off.

I took the camera and walked off to my car. I sat there and replayed
every thing I saw 2 or 3 times. While watching it I kept asking myself
why didn’t you do anything? Then I had a hard realization. My cock was
hard as a rock. Hard as stone. I was watching this over and over and
wanting to cum so bad that it hurt. I reached in the back of my car
and got a box of tissues then I pulled out my cock and started to jerk
off. As I started rubbing my cock up and down I used my other hand to
play with my balls. With the thoughts in my mind of what happened
earlier in the evening I came hard in a heartbeat. I barely had the
time to grab a hand full of tissues to catch my cum before it got over
everything. I was amazed as I felt it streaming again and again into
the wad of tissues. Once I recovered I went home. She was in bed as I
got there just drifting off to sleep. I watched her for a while then
did the same.

This was another distant week. We didn’t talk very much she went to
bed early and I went online then to bed. There were times I couldn’t
look at her. I had those images in my mind. That should have been my
cock inside of her. She should have been moaning at my thrusts. But it
wasn’t me and I was wondering if she even cared.

Again it was Wednesday night and I was in the parking lot. She walked
out this time at about 11. This time the guy was at her side holding
her arm forcefully. Myself I was already out of the car and was
inching towards them. They didn’t go to her car this time but to what
must have been his. It was a black 4 door sedan. He reached for the
back door then opened it. He then grabbed for her hair and pulled her
head back as he faced her away. He spoke with menace” Your mine now
Bitch!” she moaned back “oh god yes!” “Pull off your skirt slut!” he
demanded “and put it one the seat!” She did what she was told.

When she undid her skirt I saw she had no underwear. Naked from the
waist down she looked so vulnerable so unprotected she bent over and
spread out her skirt across the seat. “Don’t want your pussy juice on
my ride Bitch” then he slapped her ass and pushed her in the car.
Leaving the back door open he demanded her to turn around and suck his
cock. He stood there looking around like he was God. I saw him wave
off to some friends who were hiding off to the other side watching the
spectacle. I didn’t know if she knew but through my camera I could see
them trying to get closer to get a better look.

It looked like from my advantage point behind him that he had now
grabbed her hair and was forcing his cock into her mouth. He was
breathing heavy now pumping his hips into her face, pulling on her
hair. “Enough” he stated. “Now that I’m all warmed up its time for the
main event!”.

With that her told her to turn around and either bend over or get on
her back with her legs as far into the air as she could get them. She
looked like she was on her back and he stated “Lift that pussy for
me!” I could only see shadows in the car but it looked to me that she
moved her legs as far above her head as she could.

“Yeah now that’s more like it,” he said then it looked like he was
putting on his condom and then pulled something else out of his
pocket. “Now hold still”, he demanded as he reached forward to her.

With that she jumped up real fast and looked like she was trying to
get away. “No!” she cried out then he grabbed her by the hips and
pulled her up on all fours. He reached down to her butt and was doing
something to it. She begged, “I wont let my husband do that!” Please
no! Not like this!” I could hear the pleading in her voice ad it
dawned on me what he was trying to do. He was going to fuck my wife in
the ass!

I though Oh God that must be the guy then mentioned two weeks ago! I
almost jumped up. I almost ran to her. But I couldn’t. My heart was
broken. My head was dizzy. I was angry at her…at him …at his audience
as they moved for a better look. Worse then that I was mad at myself.
My cock was so hard it made what happened last week seem like it was
limp.

I watched with amazement as he pushed himself high as he could in the
car and pushed is cock into her tight anus. She cried out in pain a
sound like aaaarrrgggggggguuuuuuhhhhhhhh! She made that sound like
three more times as he pushed himself all the way into her body. Then
he said for her to just wait a minute and let her body get used to it.

Slowly he started to move. Slowly up and out then back in. I could
hear her grunt as she took him. Then as he began to speed up her
grunts turned to groans, from groans to moans.

“You like that bitch huh?, mmmmhmmmm was all I heard. Then he slapped
her ass and shoved his cock into her hard. She came on the spot. She
moaned out so loud his buddies’ fell over laughing. She didn’t care at
this point. I could see that he had actually stopped moving and she
was banging into him. She was using his cock to fuck her ass and I was
sitting her getting it all on tape! She had to have came three more
times before he started to get really into it and took back over. He
pumped her hard again and again I was close enough to here his body
slapping against her ass. He kept saying over and over how hot her ass
was and how he loved to fuck big fat asses.