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As the weekend approached, my wife and I were both filled with anticipation. This was to be the weekend where I let her spend Friday and Saturday night with Chad at his vacation home. I was excited because this was a big part of my slut wife fantasy, and my wife was excited because I think she was finally getting just as turned on as I was at the whole kinkiness of our situation. She was including me in a lot of decision-making about outfits, makeup, toenail polish, and accessories, but I finally just told her to be sexy and have fun. And of course to be smart and be safe.

I had come home early on the Wednesday afternoon before the big weekend, because I coached one of our boys in baseball, and had to run an early-season practice. My other son had practice with his team at the same complex, so I could and usually did handle these afternoons myself. As I was helping the boys pack their gear, I received a text from my wife, asking if I could call immediately.

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“Remember Pete?” she said.

“Yes,” I said. I said, “He was just recently fucking your brains out on the regular, how could I forget?”

I thought that was funny, but my wife, well, not so much.

“The kids!” she replied.

In my mind, I realized that was a near miss on my part.

My wife indicated that she needed to get to the point. She proceeded to tell me about how Pete had recently lost his job do an office affair gone wrong. Why was I not surprised? She continued to explain that his fiancé did not know, and he was trying to keep it that way but needed to borrow some money so she would not suspect.

So basically, my wife was asking me if I was OK lending her fuck buddy money so that his other mistress did not wreck his impending marriage. Ugh. I was not really OK with this, but at the same time we were financially secure, and the naughty side of my brain thought about this as another possibility for sloppy seconds. So reluctantly, I agreed.

She replied, “Thanks – this will really help him out, and he’s always been a friend. I will run a check over to him tonight. I promise I’ll make this worth your while.”

She added that last bit on because she knew Nude To The Neighbourhood to her pussy as her fuck buddies were.

After practice, about two hours later, the boys and I arrived home, with dinner from a takeout place. My wife was not yet back, which was a little concerning, so I texted her to see if everything was OK. Then I went about getting the boys fed and settled in with their homework. My phone buzzed, and I noticed it was my wife. She had responded to my text and was on her way home.

“Sorry,” she had written.

She continued, “Just saw this now but am driving home. Everything is fine, just stopped to grab a salad. Will be home in ten.”

Then she added, “Pete and I were catching up. He has a nice house. AND he stressed he’ll pay us back.”

She must have texted that from the driveway because she burst through the door a minute later. Normally, I would have been mildly randy, and interested if anything extracurricular had occurred. But the kids were up and around, and immediately ran to tell their mother about their day and some humorous things that happened at practice. I was coaching my younger son’s team and had drafted one of his best friends, who had absolutely no baseball ability whatsoever. But tonight at practice, he finally made contact with a ball and hit it to the fence. For those of you from non-baseball places, that’s a really good thing, especially for eight-year-olds. Moments like that always made me happy, and my son was thrilled.

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I smiled to indicate that I was kidding around.

My wife turned around. She was topless, wearing only her satin pajama bottoms. She looked at me, then at her voluptuous breasts, and said, “Do you like what you see?”

I told her that of course, I liked what I saw.

Then she leaned into me and whispered, “How do you know I wasn’t frisky already tonight?”

I was wearing my workout shorts to bed since I usually woke up and lifted. She could feel and see my cock instantly start getting hard.

I said, “You did more than just drop off a check, I take it?”

She responded, “What do you think I meant by ‘catching up’? I thought you would have gotten the hint.”

She laughed, and then said, “Nude To The Neighbourhood?”