We had been married for about five years and the whole time living in an old farmhouse that we had intended to repair and renew as time went, but time never seemed to be there to do anything by our own. Finally we agreed to let a pro do the job.
I asked around and one name came up, a man who was injured during some construction-work and suffered from severe pain in his back. He did some part-time renovation and stuff if he could take the time. I decided to call him and arrange a meeting.
Walter showed up, a younger man, in his thirties, like Mona and I and I immediately felt sympathy towards him and engaged him after consulting with Mona.
The only condition he had was that he could come and work early in the morning since his pain was at the lowest then. We agreed even if it meant some disadvantage for Mona who worked late evenings and nights at the local hospital. I didn't mind since I work from home and could work whenever I felt like it.
The first week was a bit annoying though. It was hard to get used to the sounds of someone banging away with a hammer or a saw at half past five in the morning. Especially Mona suffered since she was the one who had to sleep during the ordeal. Soon she began to take sleeping-pills to block out everything so she could get some sleep. And being a doctor herself she could freely experiment with the drugs till she found one that literally knocked her out.
That it really worked I could see a couple of days later when there was a loud crash when Walter dropped the old toilet-stool while removing it. I rushed up to check on Mona but she was out and it seemed that she hadn't even stirred.
Walter had been working at our house for about a month when we started to see the benefit of his work.
The bathroom was in top shape. The water stayed warm during the whole shower. The toilet flushed every time and the hot water could be mixed with the cold in the washbasin.
The kitchen took shape and we could install a new stove and I had fun preparing our meals with all the new equipment.
After Walter was finished with the kitchen and the bathroom he consulted us what to do next. He suggested that we did the second floor first, the bedroom and the upstairs bathroom, so that way we would avoid messing up the big room downstairs since that would be the last to be repaired.
We agreed to all he said since he had done a good job thus far.
Both Mona and I had forgotten all about him coming in first thing Monday morning to start with the bedroom and had a little party on our own Saturday and Sunday. The party Sunday being mostly spent in the bedroom and was awakened by Walter knocking on the door.
Mona grasped the sheet to cover herself as I yelled a 'Come in'.
"Sorry to wake you. I'm about to start here now," he said in an apologetic voice.
"It's OK. We just forgot. Give us five minutes and we'll be out of here."
We hurriedly put clothes on and went downstairs leaving Walter on his own.
I could clearly hear Walter move around in our bedroom when I sat at my desk working. I hadn't noticed that there wasn't anything to prevent the noises from our bedroom to be heard in this room before, but now I became aware of it. Before Walter left that day he came to my work-room.
"I don't know how to continue in the bedroom," he said. "I was thinking about getting the wallpaper down first and then do the windows and the floor after that. Do you have a spare room to sleep in while I do that, or should I make the noisy work while you're awake and the windows while you sleep? There's no point in waking you up if it's just some light work. That is if you don't mind..."
"No as you know we decided on your advice, it never crossed my mind that... You do what you think is best. Mona takes a sleeping-pill so she'll be all right and I can as well get up and do some work of my own."
I forgot to tell Mona about Walter's arrangement and just mentally shrugged my shoulders when he came into the bedroom the next morning. I took my clothes in my hands and left the room.
While I cooked my morning-coffee I decided to invite Walter to join me since I didn't have anything pressing to do. I went upstairs and was about to enter the bedroom when something made me stop and just peek inside the half-open door. Maybe it was the lack of sounds that made me do it.
What I saw made my cock jump up and stand rock-hard in my trousers. Walter was standing by the side of the bed looking down at one of my wife's exposed breast! Mona hadn't put on anything when she went to sleep but slept in the nude as usual.
I stood there mesmerized and looked at Walter as he looked at my wife.
Suddenly he shrugged his shoulders, hesitantly stretch a hand forwards and carefully let a finger slide from the bottom-part of my wife's little hill up towards the pink nipple, lying lazy and almost flat in the surrounding ring of her aureolae, ready to spring into an hard little bud ready to burst into a sensitive tool to get her juices flowing. Mona has the most sensitive breasts I've ever heard of. She can get mini-orgasms just being stimulated on her breasts.
My heart pounded in my chest and my cock strained against the harsh cloth in my trousers as I watched Walter caress my sleeping wife's breast. I saw how the nipple popped up in attention by the caress. Even in her deep drug-induced sleep her breasts were just as sensitive as they were if she was aware of them being manipulated!
Walter licked his lips when he saw the stiffening nipple, taking the shape of a small raspberry, just as wrinkled and bumpy.
He let go of her tit and reached for the blanket. He was going to lift it and take a look at her completely naked body!
I could feel how precum wetted the front of my trousers as I watched this.
Walter folded the blanket neatly in the midriff of Mona's sleeping form. Now he had full access to both her breasts. The nipples thickened and popped up from the dormant form in the middle of her aureolaes due to the chilling effect the air had to them, I thought. He just stood there looking down at the beautiful shape of my wife's torso. I understood him. I was just as taken by her beauty as he seemed to be and I was used to seeing it.
Again he carefully put his hand on my wife's breast and pinch the stiff nipple and rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. This made it stand up even harder and a little sigh could be heard from Mona in spite of her sleep. Maybe she had a wet-dream. I made a mental note to ask her if girls had wet-dreams. I didn't know. Of course I knew that all humans have erotic dreams, but can a woman have an orgasm while she sleeps?
Again Walter stood back and looked at my half-naked wife. And again he took hold of the blanket and lifted it off her! He folded it by her side and now she lay totally naked in front of him. He unzipped his pants and bent out his stiff cock and started stroking it while he looked at my sleeping wife. I couldn't see any harm in that so I just did the same myself hidden from his view. It was so hot to see another man look at my wife.
Suddenly Walter groaned a little and he aimed his cock at the side of the bed and shot his come on the floor beside it.
I did the same in the hallway, but I catched my cum in my hand, I didn't want to leave any traces and after I saw him put his cock back in and zip up I sneaked downstairs again, thankful that the stairs didn't squeak.
I took the coffee and my mug into my office as I usually does every day and sat by my desk thinking about the situation. And again I got a hard-on and had to masturbate, but in my fantasy Walter didn't stop at wanking over my drugged wife. He fucked her! 'Oh my god,' I thought as the sperm shot out of my cock into a paper-tissue, 'I must really be sick! Wanting another man to fuck my wife! Without any protection!'
Nevertheless the thought followed me the whole day and when Mona came home I didn't mention anything about Walter coming into the bedroom the next morning and continue whatever he had been doing in there, I couldn't see anything newly repaired or demolished.
Walter came just as I started the coffee-machine and we exchanged 'hello's' and I invited him for a cup which he declined and went upstairs.
"Oh, Walter!" I called after him. "Mona's still asleep, she took her pill just an hour or so ago, so she'll probably sleep for another four or five hours, but you go ahead."
I could have kicked myself in the ass at the last remark. Go ahead with what?!
I went into my office and closed the door with a loud enough sound for Walter to hear but almost at the same time as it closed I pushed it open so that any noise it would make would be drowned in the echo of the sound it made when it closed.
I listened intently after any sounds from above and I could hear Walter move around for a while and then it suddenly got quiet. It was time to move!
I sneaked out of my office and up the stairs. The door to our bedroom was ajar as the day before and I could peek inside without being seen.
The scene from the day before repeated itself down to the point were Walter hauled out his stiff cock, there it changed! Instead of starting to masturbate he removed his pants and boxers and lay himself on top of my unconscious wife! He was going to fulfill my dream! He was going to fuck her!
I took half a step forwards to enable me to get a better view. I watched as he pressed his cock down so it touched my wife's pubes, pushed her pussylips apart with the bulbous head and started to sink into her!
I had my own cock out in a flash and started to stroke it in rhythm with his in and out movements. Knowing that my wife lay there getting fucked, without knowing it, and that her womb was available to him without any hindrance, I had seen her diaphragm on the shelf in the bathroom earlier, made my precum leak out so much that it smeared my hand which was stroking my cock in long and slow movements, just as Walter in my wife's cunt.
He couldn't have fucked in a long time because it only took him about three or four minutes to start to pump his seed into my wife's unprotected pussy-canal. I could tell by the way his asscheeks clenched and how he bore deeper into Mona.
That was enough for me too. I came. And came in the handkerchief I had brought with me.
Walter didn't stop though. Shortly after depositing a load of cum in my wife he started to fuck her again. I could her the squelching noises his intruding cock made in my wife's spermfilled cunt and saw how a froth started to form around her outstretched pussylips. He surely hadn't fucked in a long time. I couldn't remember the last time I could have two orgasms on the same erection, but Walter was just about to have that.
Despite my Mona's drugged state I could see her hips starting to move in small movements on Walter's fucking cock! Another wet dream?
Despite what I thought about a second orgasm on the same hard-on my cock didn't soften a bit, instead I could again let my hand glide along the hard shaft and I matched my strokes with those of Walter.
As I stood there watching Mona's stretched pussy accommodate Walter's cock I looked up at her face just to make sure that she still was unconscious. And I froze! Her eyes fluttered and slowly she opened them! And looked around a little lost and while her eyes circled the room they fastened on me standing there with my cock in my hand watching a stranger fucking her! A little smile played in the corners of her full lips as she again closed her eyes and I noticed that her hips met Walter's in and out fucking with a little more eagerness, not noticeable if you were in her hot, tight pussy, but obvious to me who stood there watching!
Did she know? Was she aware of that Walter was fucking her without any protection? That he already had let a stream of seamen shot into her, searching her fertile womb?
Again I saw Walter's asscheeks clench and his strokes in my wife's cunt became a little to hastily and labored. I knew, saw him shoot another load in my wife's by now milking pussy.
Again her eyes flickered open as she felt him pump his seed inside her and she looked again over at the door were I hid and the little smile still played the corners of her mouth. Oh yes, she was aware all right, and she didn't object! On the contrary! She seemed to want it! Just as much as I did.
Mona's eyes opened wide as Walter's head slumped down on her shoulder when she felt him pump in her. She looked in my direction and slowly, slowly she closed one eye in a teasing wink!
Walter stood and looked down at my wife's, again, seemingly sleeping body. Took out a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it between her legs to soak up the sperm that already was running out of her half-open pussy, then he placed the sheet back on her and made himself presentable. I sneaked back down to my office.
A couple of hours later I heard steps coming down the stairs and soon there was a light knock on the door and Mona came in.
"Hmm," she said looking deep into my eyes.
I could feel how I flushed under her searching look.
"Yes, I see." She stretched her hand behind her and locked the door and shed her clothes in a hurry.
"We don't want any onlooker, do we?" she asked as she came over to me and unzipped my pants, made me lift my behind and drew the trousers down to my knees and straddled me. "How about you getting into the race?" she asked in a teasing hot voice as she straddled me and sank down on my hard cock.