About fifteen years ago, roughly, my wife worked as an RN in a hospital emergency room. When they would have somebody who needed immediate transfer, they would call a medical helicopter. If the helicopter could not fly, the patient would be loaded in an ambulance, and she would ride with the patient and Paramedic to transport the patient.
One night she arrived home three hours late from her shift, but I knew she had been on a transfer, so it was not unusual. When she came home, she went directly to the bathroom, and I heard the shower come on. She came out twenty minutes later in her pajamas and told me she needed wine. I asked if she was hungry, and she said they stopped and ate on the way back.
Later that night, I got my hand into her bottoms, and she told me to stop. I asked if everything was ok, and she didn't say anything. A little later, I got her bottoms off her, and seeing her pussy made me think she was aroused. Her labia were puffy and open, so I went down on her. I felt her hand on my head between her legs as she tried to push me back, but I kept going. She tasted differently, but I did not give it much thought since she was so wet.
The next afternoon she told me we needed to talk. I sat down, and she had tears in her eyes. She told me that during the three-hour ride back in the ambulance, she was upset, and the Paramedic was in the back with her trying to comfort her. She told me he was hugging and holding her tight, then kissed her. She said she knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, so she kissed him back. She said she felt his hands go up her scrub top and fondle her tits under her bra, but she did not stop him. He got her top off and then untied her bottoms, and she raised her hips off the bench to allow him to take them off her too. She told me they stopped at a truck stop, and she was lying on her back on the stretcher while sucking the guy's dick when his partner, who had been driving, got in the back. She was crying and upset as she told me the details. She said you know I love you and would never do anything to make you mad. I put my arm around her and told her it was ok and to tell me what they did. She told me she had sex with both of them.
I figured that was all, but then she told me that last night when I was starting to go down on her, she wanted to make love to me but was afraid to tell me what she had done, but she still had cum from both men inside her. She asked me if I was going to leave her, I don't know why, but I was so turned on as my mind raced with images of her being fuck by two men that I ripped her clothes off her and made love to her.