I live in a small village, where practically everyone knows everyone else. I hadn't been there very long, just two weeks, when I made a friend in the local pub. He had lived in the village all his life and had hardly been anywhere else. He saw that I was eyeing up one of a group of girls and told me her name and that I was wasting my time as she was a lesbian. I told him that it was ok as long as I could watch. We both laughed. Then unusual for the pub, a large group of slightly older women came in. They were closer to our ages. It appeared that they were celebrating something. There was three of them that really stood out and I could see Mark looking at one in particular. I asked if he fancied her. "That's Francis. She is the local bike," Mark informed me. I must have looked puzzled. "Anyone gets a ride," he explained. I told him I got the picture and asked him about the other two as I wouldn't mind having a crack at one of them. "The one in the red dress is Phillipa. She has recently got divorced and lives over in the next village. The one in black dress is my wife." I told him that she looked really sexy and and was the best looking of the lot. I added that he was a very lucky man. Three men came in and joined the group. Mark didn't seem very happy. As the evening wore on Frances disappeared with one of the men for about twenty minutes and then they returned. Mark commented that they had probably been in the churchyard fucking. "Told you she was the local bike," he added, "If you want a go I will introduce you." I told him I wasn't into sloppy seconds. Then Mark's wife disappeared at the same time as another of the men. Mark looked annoyed. The man returned in about twenty minutes without his wife. "Well if you don't want a go with Francis, I will," Mark informed me. He went over to Francis and after very few words the two of them went outside. Moments after he left Mark's wife returned with a large bunch of flowers and a present. It turned out it was one of the group getting married. After giving the flowers and present to the woman, Mark's wife noticed that Mark was missing and came and sat in the chair he had been in. She introduced herself as Maggie and asked where had Mark gone. What do you tell someones wife, when he is probably shagging the local bike. I told her I didn't know. We got chatting about other things, mainly about the group being work colleagues and that Susan had just got engaged that day. Then Mark returned with Francis. It was pretty obvious what they had been up to as Mark hadn't zipped his trousers fully up in his haste to redress and part of his shirt was still hanging out. Francis looked like she had just taken a good shagging. The look on his face showed that he knew he was caught. Maggie continued to talk to me, and Mark sat at the bar watching us. I wasn't sure if he was watching Maggie's reaction to him being caught out or to me chatting to his wife. Maggie's mood seemed to change. "Did he go outside to fuck that slag Francis?" she asked me. He was obviously caught, so I told her that he had. She went on to tell me that he and Francis had been an item back in high school. He broke up with her when he found that all his mates were fucking her. Maggie went out with him on the rebound. "I suppose you'd like to fuck Francis," she asked me. I told her that whilst Francis was a good looking woman I'm not into sloppy seconds or thirds. Maggie laughed, "What are you into?" I told her that I was into her and would dearly love to fuck her. She looked a little taken aback at my blunt honesty, then she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It was just a fleeting kiss, but long enough to enjoy it. She sat quietly for a moment, then said, "Drink up it's your lucky night." I took a swig of my beer and left the rest and followed Maggie outside into the cold air. I had wondered was I about to fuck her in the church yard where Mark had probably been with Francis. The answer was no she walked towards the road that led to her house. It was a five minute walk. Then we were in her lounge, minus our coats. "So what did you want to do to me?" she asked. I took her in my arms and kissed her a long sexy kiss with tongues. Then the door flung open and Mark was stood there looking pretty upset. He started to rant at Maggie and she rounded on him heavily. She told him that she knew he had been fucking Francis and that it was not the first time, or the only woman he had fucked since they were married. Then she told him he was going to get some of his own medicine and if he didn't want to watch he had better go back to Francis or one of his other tarts in the pub. With that she pulled me back to her and stuck her tongue down my throat. Mark just stood there in disbelief. I put my hands on Maggie's arse and pulled her tighter to me. When we broke for air, Maggie took one of my hands from her arse and informed both of us that we were going to bed. Then she led me up the stairs and into their bedroom. Mark followed and just stood there with his mouth partially open. "Unzip me," Maggie asked as she turned her back to me. I slid the zip of her black dress down to just above her arse. As she turned back to face me she was lowering the front of her dress to reveal her breasts held in by a lacy red bra. As the dress fell lower it revealed that the bra had a matching pair of panties, Then the dress was on the floor and Maggie stepped out of it and picked it up and threw it on a chair. She again turned, "Unhook me," she asked. I unfastened her bra and Maggie held the cups to her breasts as she turned to me. She looked directly at Mark. He never said a word. The next thing the bra followed the dress onto the chair. Maggie had a gorgeous pair of tits, probably about a 36c, with slightly up pointing nipples. I stood looking at them and then Maggie pulled my head down to them. This became very real, I had my face in a mates wife's tits and he was watching as I sucked a nipple. I had my hands back on Maggie's arse cheeks and was massaging them. Then I felt Maggie's hands at my belt, trying to undo it. It has a small catch and Maggie couldn't find it, so I broke away from her tits and undid my belt. Maggie had my zip down in record time and then trousers and pants were around my knees. My cock sprang out as the pants were lowered and almost hit Maggie in the face. "Wow, that's a nice big cock you have there," she informed me ( seven inches ). I'm really going to enjoy this." Then Maggie sucked my cock into her mouth. "You never do that for me," Mark protested. "Well if you had one worth sucking then I might have sucked it for you. Anyway one of your slappers can do it for you," Maggie retorted. Then she was back sucking my cock taking almost the full length into her mouth. Even if she didn't suck Mark's cock, she sure knew how to suck cock and had obviously practiced with somebody. She had her fingers around the small amount not in her mouth and I could see her wedding ring on her finger as she pumped my cock as it went in and out her mouth. Making things real for me that I was being sucked by a married woman and her husband was watching. I warned Maggie that if she didn't stop I would be coming in her mouth. She seemed to fuck her face harder on my cock causing an explosion of spunk to blast into her mouth. When I finished coming, Maggie made a point of turning towards Mark as she swallowed all my load. Maggie was quickly back on my cock sucking it trying to prevent it from going soft. It remained semi hard, but not hard enough to fuck. I eased Maggie back onto her marital bed, and after removing all my clothes, took her panties off. "You really going to do this?" Mark asked. Maggie told him that she was, and if he didn't like it, to go forth and multiply. Mark sat on the other chair in the room as if he was trying to intimidate Maggie into not going through with it. I looked at Maggie and she nodded for me to go ahead, and I got between her legs and licked and sucked her pussy. Maggie started to moan at the attention I was giving her fanny and particularly her clit. "Take note Mark, that's the way to suck pussy," she taunted Mark. I lapped away at her pussy and clit. "Fuck me now," Maggie insisted. I moved up her body taking her feet with me and placing them over my shoulders. I took aim and was just about to plunge into Maggie's sweet pussy. "Watch Mark, see how a real man fucks a woman," she taunted. I slowly pushed into her pussy. "Ooooh, it's big Mark. Much bigger than yours. Watch what he's doing Mark." she goaded. I was now in my stride plunging in and out and Maggie was moaning at every thrust into her pussy. Having come once I lasted a long time, over ten minutes. Maggie came first, shaking and thrashing around. Her pussy clenching onto my cock caused me to come with her and filling her pussy with my cum. "I can't believe you just did that," Mark complained. "Your no better than Francis," he told Maggie. She quickly countered that telling him that she was much better than Francis could ever be. Mark turned on me saying, "You can go now that you have fucked my wife." Maggie again rebuffed Mark telling him that I could go when she had finished with me. She told him that she wanted much more of my cock. Mark stormed off in a huff. We kissed and cuddled for some time . Then Maggie sucked my cock back to life and we fucked in doggy position. We slept the rest of the night. Next morning after another fuck, this time face to face on our sides, we got up to find Mark asleep on the sofa. Maggie kissed me as I was leaving telling me she would be in touch. I have been seeing Maggie regularly now for the past three years. She makes sure that Mark is well aware when we are together and often encourages me to fuck her in front of him. Mark has to satisfy himself with Frances as Maggie will not let him fuck her anymore, and it all started with Mark's cheating.