The Pizza boy

I came home from work. I had just finished a long schedule of business trips trying to line up clients doe a big promotion. i was tird and ready for a long weekend in bed to recover. My wife was at the door half naked in a sexy slip. I guess she didnt care what the negihbors though anymore.her pussy was shaved and glistening from the pi she put on it after she freshly shaves it. I usd to love lick it after she freshly shaved and oiled it. I forget I last time we had sex. Weeks? Months. Ive been so busy with work and everything. I walked up and said hey. Guess you got ready for me huh. With a half smile. No she replied. The pizza boy just came by and I just giving my pussy some hair. I didnt want to to drip on the carpet and you know I always like the feel of frsh cum rolling down my leg. Which was true but I thought she was joking and then looked at her lips and saw her the dry cum she had let dry on her face was evidence she wasnt. The pizza boy I asked pushing past her and making my way in the house. Yes she followed me. You know the black one who trips over his own feet. I told him to keep the pizza I was just wanted to get fucked. He leftt he pizza anyway so theres your dinner. Starting to feel icky now soIm going to take a shower Then throw some last words before she walked up the stairs. He coming back tommorow afound 7 if you wanna watch. Watch what I asked. A black minum wage pizza delivery guy fuck your wife on her $4000 bed and her #300 silk sheets.

          I didnt want to think whar was just said was true. I did see the dried cum on her lips, the smell of sex and the shine on her pussy was probaly not oil. And I saw the fresh scratch marks and red marks from hard slapps on her ass. Even my wife wouldnt go to all that trouble to put on a fake show. I knew it had probaly happened just like she said.

        I put my briefcase away and got ma drink and headed uupstair to our bedroom and found the door locked. Let me in. @ guestrooms down the hall. No charge she added. She loved to remind me that she owned the house. A business descion I made many years ago before I started doing so well in the corporate world. Also ising her families money to buy it.I had paid them back but had never gotten around to pputting it undr both our names and everytime i brought it up my wife would change the subject or distract me with sex. That was when we had sex. I finally got the message and stopped bringing it up. Her family was wealthy and I had to sign a prenup. Rven though with mr doing quite well I had acquired a small advertising company and its holding and was now a millionaire. With my wifes parents dieing in a plane crash with her 2 brothers she had gotten all there wealth plus big unsiurance policies and she was 10 times wealthier than me. She liked to flaunt it.Her first gift to herself was a Lamborgini. We still lived in the same middle class neighborhood house that her parents bought. Even though we had the money to move. My wife refused. 

Retiring to the guestroom I made a fe phone calls and found out that my wife owned the pizza company that her giggilo worjed at and its holding company and its holding company. Seems like she owned a whole empire of small to medum businesses. 

          Saturday rolled around she had been locked in her office most of the day. I just slept and did research on her and realized if she wanted me out I was out and there was little I could do about it.