The cable guy, the guest and Me

This happened a while back but I had never written about it for some reason and last night she and I were discussing the event and kinda smiling and remembering how hot it was when it happened.

I was at work and we were switching cable tv companies because of lousy service. Back when it first came into being there was only one choice and that was the vendor that won a lucrative contract from the local municipality.....Today just about anyone with equimpent can install the service including satellite companies, phone companies etc...but you aren't reading for that tidbit.

So I come home and there is a guy sitting on the stool in the living room and he introduces himself as X.. A guy pops up from behind the entertainment center we have and he introduces himself too. So right away I assume they are working together and that guy sitting on the stool is the supervisor and he is checking out the picture quality.

His name was the same name as one of her newer boyfriends. Now during the introduction she just smiled and I am thinking she is happy with the new service because earlier in the day I had called to see if the cable people showed up on time and she said yes and "he" was very knowledgeable and seemed to know his stuff well.

So anyway, I walk down the hall to the bedroom and it suddenly hits me. X is not part of the cable team. X is the new guy I had not met. She follows me down the hall a few minutes later and she is grinning from ear to ear. "Oh! is that X the X I think or is he......" She just starts to giggle and giggle like a school girl and she needs to say nothing..I now understand. She tells me he called earlier and wanted to come over but the cable guy was here and she told him to come at a certain time, thinking the cable guy would be gone.

Although very good at his job, he was very slow at it too it seems. Well, eventually, he gets around to the internet installation and he calls me into the office (we have an extra bedroom we use as an office) and asks me somequestion about the wireless card I have. I am technically challanged and dont know what he is getting at and we launch into a 20 min discussion on how my wireless operates.

In the meantime I am looking for the disk that runs the wireless and I cant find it, so I go back out to the living area to ask her if she had put my disks someplace. Can't find her...I go into the office and for some reason ask cable guy, "Hey, did you see my wife walk by." (our house is not that big) He says no and I poke my head into the hall way and it hits me, the guest bedroom door is closed and its never closed.

Ok, no rocket scientist am I, but I can surely figure it out now. About twenty minutes later while still engaged with the tech who is having a difficult time accessing my wireless, (we forgot I had it password protected) I hear the unmistakeable click as the bedroom door upens. I poke my head into the hall way and she looks at me and grins, he grins, I grin and she gives me the ok sign.

She hugs the "Supervisor" and he leaves. She later tells me the poor guy drove an hour to see her and had someplace to go at 4 and no one expected Mr Cable guy to be here that long....so the poor guy could not go home with a raging hard on....now could he..

We talked about it most of the day after the real cable guy left. It was hot. She did not provide any details but I did get the idea the she blew him and fucked him and sent him home or to where ever very happy.

I don't think he has seen her since and he had only seen her a time or two before that.. It was just one incident I had forgotten to ever mention.....

So there is my wife, cuckolding me, without telling me while we have the cable guy in the house....although the juicy details arent here I hope you guys find the incident interesting.....

And no, she did not offer up any pussy that night either....