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From: Inosolan@galaxycorp.com (Inosolan)
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Subject: {ASSM} Harry's Honey (1/?), by Inosolan (MF, oral, cheat, wife)
Date: Thu,  9 Nov 2000 21:10:03 -0500
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Harry's Honey (1/?)
A "Hot Rags" story 
by Inosolan
(MF, oral, cheat, wife)

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"Good afternoon, sir -- welcome to 'Hot Rags'; may I help you today?"

"Well, actually, I don't know what I'm doing here... I was just sort of 
wandering along and I happened to walk in through your door to get out of 
the rain...  I really doubt you've got anything I need here, though..."

"O, I don't know -- we generally find that we have *something* in here that 
anyone who wanders in needs."

"What -- sexy women's clothes and sex toys?  That's about as far as I can 
imagine from what *I* need.  That kind of stuff's the problem, as far as I 
can see, come to think..."

"You look tired and wet -- let me offer you some hot tea.  Right over this 
way, in this little alcove.  Jo -- watch the front, okay?"

"Sure, Nikki."

"Regular or herbal tea?  Lemon or milk?"

"Regular, milk, no sugar, thanks."

"Here you are -- I hope it's all right?"

"Very good..."

"So what sort of problems bring you out into the rain at this hour of the 
evening?"

"Nothing I can really talk about..."

"Well, just for amusement, let me read your palm while you finish your 
tea."

"Here..."

"Ummm.  I see a beautiful red-haired woman, very close to your heart...  
your wife?"

"Yes.  Ummm, i need to leave now..."

"No -- hold on; let me look some more... I see ... oh, my ... I see other 
men..."

"Yes."

"Has she left you?"

"No.  I almost wish she would ..."

"Does she know you know she is being unfaithful?"

"Oh, yes."

"Does she feel ashamed?"

"O, no -- she comes home to me after every time she sees another man and 
she tells me all about it...  every detail."

"Here, have some more tea; it's my special blend, maybe it will help you 
relax a little..."

"Thank you, you're very kind ... "

"O, I enjoy helping others.  Now, exactly what is your wife doing and how 
did it start?"

"Why ... why should I tell you?"

"Because I can help you.  Believe me -- if anyone can help you, I can.  So 
tell me..."

"Well ... okay ... Mary was the only girl I ever loved... 

* * * * * * * * * *

Mary was the only girl I ever loved.  We grew up in houses next door, and, 
except when I was in the Army and stationed overseas, we never spent too 
much time apart for most of our lives.

So it was kind of inevitable that when we were both twenty-five and I was 
in my second year at Enormous State University, we moved in together, and, 
after Mary graduated, we married.  We've been married for five years, and 
it's been good, until... Well, until...

Until Mary decided she needed to quit smoking and that she was serious this 
time.  She's tried before, and never managed more than a couple weeks, but 
she decided that *this* time she was going to make it.  Part of the reason 
for the decision was another warning from her doctor, and part was that one 
of her friends, who had an even heavier habit thatn hers, recently quit 
cold and Mary figured that if June could do it, she could.

Well, after a couple of days of going not-so-quietly crazy craving a smoke, 
Mary asked June how she had managed it so easily, and June told her that 
she had found a doctor who had a unique new method for helping anyone who 
really wanted to change bad habits.  June said it wasn't cheap, but it 
worked -- look at her, she said; she hadn't even *wanted* one for over a 
month, and she felt a lot better about herself.  His treatments weren't 
ceap, but both Mary and I make good incomes, so that wouldn't be a problem.

Mary said she'd noticed that June was obviously feeling a lot better -- 
we'd wondered if June had a new boyfriend or something, because she seemed 
so happy and more at ease lately.  Mary figured it must be a new boyfriend, 
because June had started paying more attention to her looks and dressing 
more sexily, but June just said that she figured that she still had a 
pretty good body for a woman almost thirty years old, and since she felt 
better about herself, she'd decided to dress more attractively.

"Attractively" is a bit mild of a word, actually -- I'd almost say 
"provocatively" or even "brazenly". June had begun wearing very short 
skirts and very high heels, and I was pretty sure that at least part of the 
time she was going without any underwear.  I mean, I could clearly see her 
nipples under her tops, and I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing panties 
and...

Well. I'm married, not dead -- i still notice pretty sexy women, and June 
was definitely becoming more sexy.

Anyway, Mary decided that she would check on this doctor June had found and 
see if she thought that he could help her stop smoking. June said that she 
had an appointment with him herself in a day or so and that Mary was 
welcome to come along and see what she thought, and Mary said that sounded 
good.

So Mary took a day off at the office and she and June went downtown to the 
doctor's office.  The night after that, she said that she thought that he 
could definitely help her, though she wasn't sure if he could do as much 
for her as he had for June, but she was going to begin seeing him 
immediately; two or three times weekly at first, then less often as the 
treatment proceeded and she needed a smoke less and less.

Her first regular appointment was the next day, as a matter of fact, and 
she explained that as it was the first time, it would take most of the day, 
so, early in the morning she drove off to the doctor's office.

That evening, she seemed thoughtful and sort of quiet, and only said 
anything if I asked her a question or said something to her.  But, at the 
same time, she seemed a bit more attentive in a physical way -- she sat 
next to me on the couch instead of in her favourite recliner chair, and she 
brushed closely against me a couple of time when there was plenty of space 
to pass by in.

And that night in bed, for the first time in a while, she made the first 
sexual moves.

Understand, Mary and I have a pretty good sex life, and we both enjoy it 
and we do it at least as often as most couples our age, but usually I'm the 
aggressor.  Mary responds more than satisfactorily, but it's very seldom 
that she comes on to me.

But this night, as I was settling down to sleep, I felt Mary snuggling up 
close to me.  I didn't think too much of that until her hand sneaked around 
from behind me and gently but firmly began to stroke my crotch.  I know I 
sort of jumped, and I could feel myself stiffening as her warm soft hand 
pumped me slowly and gently but firmly.  I heard her chuckle quietly, and 
she pressed up against me more closely, and I could feel her hard hot nipls 
touching my skin.

We lay here that way for a few seconds, and then she began to kiss me 
gently on the back of my neck and on my shoulder.

After a few more seconds, she gripped me more tightly and gave a little tug 
as she whispered "What's the matter, Harry?  Don't you want to fuck me?"

Well, that did it.  Mary hardly ever used that word; she could talk 
lovingly and even sexily without using any "dirty" word, and she didn't 
usually like to, and hearing her invite me in those words was enough... 
more than enough.

I rolled over to face her. With her free hand, she caught my head, pressed 
my face to hers, kissed me hard and deep with a lot of tongue, and then, 
before i completely realised what she was doing, she pushed me back onto my 
back, reared up still holding my now fully-erect cock, swung a leg over me, 
and lowered herself all the way onto me in one quick motion.

She was so hot and wet and ready!

I pushed upward and she thrust downward to meet me, then began grinding her 
hips in a way she sometimes did when she was very excited.  My whole cock 
was gripped tight in her hot wet passage and it was as if it were being 
massaged and pumped by her muscles.  It was so sexy, looking up at her as 
she looked down at me with a wicked grin on her face, leaning forward with 
her hands on my shoulders, grinding her hips against mine, that I came 
faster and harder than i usually do -- a huge gush that caught me by 
surprise, and pumped her so full that it oozed out around my still-erect 
cock.

She made about two more strokes with her hips, then collapsed forward onto 
me, stiffening and moaning as I felt the muscles in her cunt gripping me 
more tightly and milking the last drop of fluid out of my cock and balls.

After it was over, we lay there in the dark, and Mary reached down and 
stroked my softening cock as she explained that the doctor had told her 
that one way she could help herself stop smoking was to find something else 
she liked and do that instead.  She allowed as how it had suddenly come to 
her as we lay there that she *really* liked sex, and she had been starting 
to crave a cigarette, so...

Snuggled up together like new lovers, we both fell asleep.

Next morning, though I didn't really pay any attention to it at the time, I 
sort of realised that Mary was acting as if we hadn't made love at all the 
night before.  I mentioned it and she sort of passed it off, saying she was 
glad I'd been satisfied, or words to that effect.  It didn't really bother 
me at the time.

The next day, she had another appointment with the doctor, and so did June, 
so they rode into town together, then went to a movie to kill the rest of 
the afternoon.

That evening, June came over for dinner, and I noticed that she and Mary 
spent more time than usual talking privately, stopping if I came near, 
occasionally giggling and then glancing my way as if to see if I'd heard.  
I assumed that they were talking about themovie they'd seen, and didn't 
think of it too much.

Looking back, I can see all sorts of signs that I missed...

June went home shortly before our usual bedtime, and I was sitting on the 
couch in my boxers and watching the ten o'clock news when Mary suddenly 
plopped herslf down in my lap. She was wearing a shorty nightgown she 
hadn't worn in some time, which i'd always found very sexy, and, as she 
snuggled against me and wiggled a bit in my lap, i became aware that she 
wasn't wearing anything under it.  I could clearly feel her warm, tight ass 
cheeks pressing against me, and, being a normal male type person, i began 
to rise to the occasion.

She giggled as she felt my stiffening cock beginning to press between her 
cheeks, turned and kissed me, reached back and took a grip on my almost-
completely erect cock, and said "You know I won't do it that way... but I 
thought I might try *this* way for the first time in a while..."  and she 
slid off my lap, dropped to her knees in front of me, leaned forward and 
took my dickhead suddenly into her warm wet mouth.

I was astounded.  Despite the fact that we'd been married for years, Mary 
had only had my cock in her pretty mouth three or four times.  It wasn't 
that she refused to suck dick, it was more that it was obvious that, 
somewhere down inside, something still told her it was nasty and she didn't 
enjoy it.

Well, that was then, this was now -- as soon as it popped past her red 
lips, she began teasing the hot head of my cock with her tongue, 
alternating with simply sucking on it, her cheeks hollowing inward, then 
began licking again.  Suddenly she began to lean slowly forward, allowing 
more and more of my hot meat to slip between her lips, until she had all 
seven inches in her mouth.

And then she began bobbing her head back and forth over my crotch, my cock 
slipping in and out of her wet warm mouth, tongue licking the head and 
sides as it did, red fingernails gently tickling my ballsack and scratching 
gently at the skin just under it.

I have to admit, while I was stationed in Sicily I had paid some very 
skilled whores for blowjobs, and none of them was better than this one from 
my wife who had never been able to go all the way through with it before in 
our entire time together.

Of course, at the time, I didn't think about that.  All I could think about 
was the incredible pleasure that those lips and that tongue were giving me.

I could feel myself getting ready to cum.  I was going to pump my whole 
load into my wife's mouth, and that thought somehow excited me even more...

And suddenly she slipped my cock out of her mouth, and, still on her knees, 
spun around, then leaned forward and knelt there on knees and elbows, the 
shorty nightgown flipped up in the rear, her tits hanging down clearly 
visible through its sheer top.  Between her legs, I could see her pussy, 
wet and wide open and pink.  

All I could do for a moment was stare, and then she gasped out "Don't make 
me wait, Harry -- fuck me!"

That broke the spell, and almost before I could think I was kneeling behind 
her with my boxers discarded on the floor, feeling her soft hand reach 
back, take hold of my rigid cock, and guide me into her hot wet center.

At first i made only little strokes, teasing the outer art of her cunt, but 
suddenly she moaned aloud and then pressed backward against me, driving me 
all the way into her.  I moaned myself, put my hands on her hips, and began 
stroking her deep and hard, burying myself completely in her clutching 
sheathe and then pulling back till only the head was in place and then 
driving back again till my hips slapped against her cheeks.

We fucked in hot moaning silence for a few seconds, then i reached around 
her, lifted her with an arm around her waist, and continued to fuck her 
hard and deep as I held her up over my crotch.  With the other hand, I 
squeezed and fondled and stroked her tits and played with her nipples... 
With a gasp and a near-scream, she began to cum.

I let her slump forward ono the carpet almost flat, only her hips in the 
air, and pounded into her into her for a few seconds more as she came and 
came and then finally I couldn't hold it back any longer and I let myself 
go and spurted more hot white cum into her and onto her ass and thighs than 
I would have believed could have come out of my balls.

And the next morning, she barely seemed to remember that we'd fucked at all 
-- much less that she'd sucked my cock like a pro or that we'd fucked like 
two minks right in front of the teevee during Nightly News.

At this point I began to wonder what the hell was going on.

Not being totally stupid, I realised that our bouts of abnormally hot sex 
had happened the nights after she had visited the doctor who was helping 
her to stop smoking.  Apparently, some side effect of his treatment; I 
couldn't say as how I was unhappy about it.

But, two days later, when Mary was due for another treatment, I decided to 
follow her to the doctor's office and see if I could see what the treatment 
was like.

Again, Mary and June rode together to the doctor's office in June's car, 
this time I followed, keeping out of sight a block or so back.  They drove 
through the professional section of town, driving into a somewhat shabby 
commercial/light-industrial neighbourhood; I was surprised that any doctor 
would have an office in a place like this.

They parked in front of one building, slightly better-looking than the 
others on its block; I parked on the other side of the street a couple of 
doors down, giving myself a clear view.

As Mary got out of the car, I realised two things -- she was wearing a very 
short skirt and very high-heeled red shoes that I had never seen before, 
and as she stretched out her leg to step out and the skirt rode high up her 
thigh it was clear that she wasn't wearing panties!

I looked at June, then, and, while I couldn't see whether she was wearing 
panties, it was very obvious that June, who has bigger tits than Mary -- 
40C at least -- wasn't wearing a bra under her low-cut blouse.  and, as 
they walked arm in arm into the building, the shoes June was wearing -- 
pure fuck-me shoes with heels even higher than the ones Mary was wearing -- 
gave a roll to her hips and a lift to her ass under her tight skirt that 
had me sweating and my cock rising as I watched my wife's best friend's ass 
-- and my wife's.

I gave them a few seconds to enter the building, then followed as quietly 
as I could.  They were out of sight when I got inside; I looked at the 
building directory.  Most of the listings were business offices, brokers, 
factors and so on.  Only one, "S.Gali, therapist" sounded likely -- it was 
on the second floor, at the back, according to the directory.

Quietly I slipped up the stairs, and located the office door -- not only 
was it at the back of the building, but it was at the end of a short L-
shaped hallway that meant that it was completely invisible from the main 
hallway.  Over the door the transom was open, and I could hear voices, 
though not exactly what was said.  I noticed a janitor's closet, and looked 
inside -- there was a short step-ladder -- perfect!

I set the ladder beside the office door, climbed quietly up it until I 
could see over the transom, and looked into the small office.

It was a single room, there was a desk, a chair and two couches and that 
was about it.  At the moment, June and Mary were standing side by side 
facing the desk, talking to the man who sat behind it.

He was tall, dark, and, I suppose, handsome; his eyes were deeply set and 
he was watching the two women intently.

"...very well, we make progress," was the first thing I heard him say. 

"Come here," he said, standing up and walking over to one of the leather-
covered couches.  Both women followed him.  "June, let us begin with your 
treatment."

"Yes, Sven," he said, stepping past him and lieing down on the low couch.  
Mary stood watching.

Stepping up to the head of the couch, the doctor suddenly unbuttoned his 
fly and pulled out a fully-erect cock at least ten inches long and pushed 
it toward June's face.  I almost fell off the ladder, I was so statled, and 
I waited for one of the two women to protest.

And then I almost fell off the ladder again --  as June reached quickly out 
and took hold of his big cock and hungrily guided it into her mouth and 
began giving him a blowjob that looked even more thorough and thrilling 
than the one Mary had given me a couple days before.

And I was even more shocked to realise that Mary had snuggled up against 
the doctor's side and was stroking the base of his shaft as her friend 
greedily gobbled as much of the huge dick as she could fit into her mouth.  
I could see that Mary had a slight, dreamy smile on her face as she fondled 
his balls and he reached up and squeezed her braless breasts through her 
sweater.

"Very good," he said, as if nothing unusual were happening...  "Now Mary, 
you said you wanted a cigarette yesterday but you didn't smoke one.  Very 
good.  You deserve some sort of oral gratification to compensate you for 
not having the cigarette, something to suck on.  June -- show us."

At the command, June reached down with one hand, and, without breaking her 
oral rhythm, pulled her short skirt up to her waist.  Under it, she wore no 
panties, but she had on an old-fashioned black lace garter belt and black 
hose.  Her blonde cunt was trimmed so that there was hardly any hair, and I 
could clearly see the swollen wet red lips.  It was an arousing sight, and 
I didn't think about what it might mean, till Mary stepped away from the 
doctor's side and then, to my amazement, knelt between her friend's lush 
thighs.

Lifting June's legs, Mary leaned forward, lips parting and her little red 
tongue reaching out to the juicy box in front of her.  Slowly she ran just 
the tip of her tongue along June's swollen lips from top to bottom and from 
bottom to top, flicking gently at the erect clitoris at the top.  As June 
moaned around the doctor's huge cock, Mary dipped her tongue more deeply 
into the cunt in front of her, licking faster and deeper and beginning to 
slip a finger tip into the hot hole, then two fingers...  

-- 
Inosolan@galaxycorp.com

He who would speak truth should have one foot in the stirrup.

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