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Dave's Erudition is the third story in a four-part series. Although you will be
able to enjoy it on it's own, I recommend that you read the series in the
following order:
Don, the Professor; Lisa's Hobby; Dave's Erudition; Judy's Revenge
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Dave's Erudition
By Mr. Backgammon
I'll never break my promise or forget my vow
But God only knows what I could do right now,
I'm praying for the end of time, That's all that I can do.
I'm praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you!
- Meatloaf
Paradise by the Dashboard Lights
Here I was, forty-seven years old, and never been laid!
Okay, that wasn't technically true. I'd been married for twenty-six years, and
had three children. Sex with my wife was something I experienced on a regular
basis in the early years, and even now I could stick it in her if I really
wanted to. Except that she had never, ever made it worthwhile.
In high school, I was a geek. Blue ribbon in the science fair, straight A's in
all mathematics, that kind of thing. Perhaps if the good looking girls could
have done quadrilateral expressions, my life might have turned out differently.
All my teachers told me I should go to Carnegie Mellon and get a real education,
but the only thing my parents could afford was the state university.
I was sitting in the second English class of my freshman year, and the professor
looked at me and asked me what a sonnet was. Why me? There were a hundred kids
in that classroom, and he had to pick on me. Surprisingly, the correct answer
just popped out of my mouth. (A fourteen line verse with regular rhyming.
Satisfied, smarty?) I heard a voice behind me say, "Neat!" I turned around to
see this rather plain girl with hair down to the middle of her back.
Before the next class, she came up to me and asked me if I was going to the
freshman mixer that night. I told her that I supposed so, and she told me her
name was Judy. I told her my name was Dave, and then split. She was alright, I
guess, but nothing special. I went over to this 'party,' and Judy was there.
Before I could even get a coke, she attached herself to me. Yes, that's how I
met my wife. Like I said, I wasn't the type of guy that attracted the sorority
sisters. So if this girl wanted to hang with me, that was fine. We both came
from the same city a couple of hours away, and she invited me to come over to
her house over Christmas break. When I got there, the whole family was waiting.
Through our sophomore and junior years, we became an 'item.' When my fellow
engineering students asked me what I saw in her, I told them that she was just a
friend. Oh sure, we kissed some, and I even tried some petting, but it was just
form. I wasn't that disappointed when I didn't make it past first base.
As the summer before our senior year was coming to an end, we both had a day off
so I picked her up at her house. We drove an hour north to a lake where we
went swimming, and didn't start back until sunset. As we were coming home in
the dark, she had me turn off the road into a church campgrounds. We crossed
over a small bridge, and then turned the car around to face the water. We
started messing around, and one more time, just for something to do, I tried for
second base, and I'll be damned if she didn't let me play with her boobs! We
were fooling around and I was getting sort of excited and she asked, "David, do
you think we'll ever get married?" I said sure. I really did think that we'd
get married; I just didn't think it would be to each other. We played around,
and I even got her blouse open and her bra off. she said, "Let's get in the back
seat where there's more room." As soon as we got back there, she reached over
and unzipped my jeans, and touched my hard-on. Now this was something she'd
never done before and I was going crazy. She reached down, scrunched her skirt
up, and took off her panties. Then she said, "Okay, David, I know you want it,
go ahead." I pushed it in, and she gave a little gasp of pain. It didn't take
me two minutes before I spurted all over. We just sat there together for a
little while, and then she put her panties on. "Was it good, David?" I told her
it was.
When I got her back home, she kissed me and said, "I love you."
Two days later, we drove back to the campgrounds at night, and she let me have
it again. This time, we had brought two things that we needed: a blanket to put
on the ground, and rubbers. Don't get me wrong, she wouldn't let me undress
her, but I could take off her panties and put it into her as much as I wanted.
We did it a couple more times up there before school began again.
The three weeks after the term started, we didn't see much of each other; I was
just too busy with my class work. On a Saturday night in September, she came
over to my dorm room and told me that she had reserved a motel room for that
night. I said okay, and we drove over to this ramshackle place. I stopped on
the way and got some Trojans. Yes, I checked in as Mr. & Mrs. Smith. When we
got into the room, she turned off the lights, undressed and got under the
covers. I had her naked for the first time. She let me have her three or four
times, with me on top each time.
In mid-October, she came over to my dorm room, and sat down on my bed. My
roommate was out computing electrical capacitance or something. She started
crying, and then told me she had missed her period.
Oh, shit! She was Catholic, so I knew that there was no chance of an abortion,
even if we could find a doctor who was willing to perform the illegal act. I
knew I was trapped. So I just went over to her, held her, and told her I'd take
care of her. The next weekend, we drove down to the city to tell the folks. My
mom and dad were cool about it, but her parents raised a ruckus. I got kicked
out of the house after they had yelled at me for about half an hour. Sunday
afternoon, when I stopped over at Judy's house to pick her up for the drive back
to school, her dad called me in.
"Well, are you planning to marry her?"
"I guess so, sir."
And with that, I was formally engaged. Her parents gave us some money so that
we could drive down to West Virginia and get married. Our honeymoon turned out
to be one night in that same motel Judy took me to in September. The only
difference was that this time, we got the 'bridal suite.' It had a mirror on
the ceiling. Not that it made any difference, Judy made sure she had the lights
off before I could touch her.
Judy's parents turned out to be okay after I made her an honest woman. They
even gave us some money so that we could get a small off-campus apartment, and
continued to pay their daughter's tuition. Before the baby came, Judy let me
have her fairly often, but she always made me get on top; she had read that it
was better for the baby that way.
Judy was so big when late May came around that she didn't go to graduation to
get her degree in education. I wanted to go, but she made such a fuss that I
just forgot it. Two weeks later, we had our first daughter!
I graduated with honors in engineering and even more important, I had a high
draft number, so I was able to get a fairly decent job with an agricultural
concern. We moved to their headquarters about three hours from our home city,
and I was able to get quite a bit of satisfaction out of my job. Judy stayed
home and took care of the baby. A couple of times I hinted that she might want
to use her education and start a career, but she felt that her place was in the
home with the children. Since I had a decent job, we could afford it if we
scraped. When we started having marital relations again, Judy wouldn't let me
use rubbers; she had turned religious, and the Catholic Church forbid
contraceptives. Of course, she was pregnant again in no time, and our two
daughters were only thirteen months apart. When Judy got pregnant again a year
later, I had had enough. A month after our son was born, I got a bonus check
for a productivity suggestion I made. I spent it on my vasectomy. I tried to
get her to do some different things in bed. She'd let me kiss her vagina once
in a while, and she'd take my penis in her mouth, but when I started to come she
would always pull her mouth away and let me ejaculate into the air.
I worked for my company for ten years, and then I quit. We'd saved some money,
and I had an idea that I could figure out a new way to package fresh vegetables.
I got the patent, and set up a company. The prototypes were successful, and
within three months, I got a large order from one of the big farming coops.
Life was looking good. Sixteen months later, I had sold 200% of what I had
projected, and I was stone broke. I was a good engineer, but I wasn't much of a
businessman. I sold the patent for whatever I could get, and then declared
bankruptcy.
Throughout all of this, Judy was as supportive as any woman could have been.
She was always there with an encouraging word, she never let the kids be a
hassle, she never complained that I didn't spend enough time with her or the
children, and somehow she managed to feed us during the three months that there
was no money at all. Judy and her mother insisted that we move back to their
house and live with her to save money. Her dad was already gone, so at least
there was quite a bit of room. Luckily, I was able to pick up a job pretty
quickly. A few months after we moved in, her mom had a heart attack, and we
inherited the house.
I licked my wounds, and then started planning for my next business venture. I
knew I could refine the equipment more than the company that had bought my
patent. I got took some business classes at the local college, and found a guy
who was a manager at a large company I could trust. Two and a half years after
I had failed, he and I started another company with a new patent three weeks
after our fifteenth wedding anniversary.
This time, it took right off. We had to scrape for a couple of years, of
course, but there was never a doubt. Twenty seven months after we started, we
had paid off all of our start up costs, and we were turning a profit.
I played with my kids when I was home while all this was going on, and if they
had a real important event, like a high school graduation, I was there, but
mostly I was trying to keep the business going so that they could eat the next
day. If I came home from the plant at 11:00, and I was real keyed up, Judy let
me climb on top of her, but most of the time neither one of us was much
interested in sex. I was getting real tired of her and the whole situation.
When the song "Paradise by the Dashboard Lights" came out, I bought the album
and played it around the house constantly for the next month or so. The kids
thought it was cool, but I don't think Judy ever connected it with our
situation. A few weeks later, the record disappeared; I figured one of the kids
had taken it to a party and lost it.
On the rare occasions that Judy would let me make love to her (she continued to
lie on her back while I was above her,) I fantasized about other women in this
bed. It seemed better for me that way.
A couple of years later, my share of the profits was $783,000. I had fulfilled
all of my ambitions, and it was time to make things the way they should be. We
were able to put our two daughters into the college of their choice, and we sold
off the old family house and bought a big new house out in the suburbs.
Somebody told me that I should take up golf, so we joined a country club. Life
was good. Two years later when Dave Jr. went off to a private college, I gave
Judy a Visa card with a $3,000 spending limit. I told her that she could spend
as much of that as she wanted each month.
I was a little surprised that Judy didn't use it much. Judy just walked around
our house cleaning up after kids that weren't there. She did start taking
advantage of the facilities at the club, such as the steambath and swimming
pool, and she met some friends who she played cards with. She got season
tickets to the dancing and opera. I went with her a couple of times, and then
I suggested that she take her friends with her. Most nights, she read a book or
watched TV.
I figured that what Judy and I needed was a chance to get to know each other
again. I took her to a vacation at a top-flight resort in the desert. When we
got there, I gave her a present of some real pretty lingerie. She thanked me,
and then put it back in the box. While we were out there, she let me have her
three nights in a row, but you could tell that she wasn't into it. I tried to
take her on a few more trips, suggesting that she might like to go to Paris, but
she didn't seem interested. Judy did enjoy going to the dances and dinners at
the club, however, so I took her every chance I got, even though the couples we
sat with weren't all that interesting.
Soon after, I got myself into a group of guys at the club and played the game
every chance I got. Golf became my recreation and relaxation. I never did get
good at it (I never practiced enough,) but it did keep me off the streets. I
tried to get Judy into the game, but she decided after watching it once on TV
that it was a stupid game, and wouldn't have anything to do with it.
A year after our son got into college, I was at work and my secretary announced
that our long-distance rep wanted to talk to me. I'd met her a couple times
before, but she was supposed to work with our facilities manager. The funny
thing about managing a company is that the better it does and the bigger it
gets, the less the top management needs to be involved in the day to day
activities; I was bored, so I invited her in. Sue came in and closed the door
behind her. This girl was a real knock-out, a couple of years older than my
elder daughter and she had real big knockers. She started to speak to me about
her new rates, and then she crossed her legs so that I had a good view of her
thighs while they were open. I took a good look, and she uncrossed her legs and
kept them slightly apart. She had to ask me three times if I wanted her to do
an analysis. I finally looked up, and said sure. She told me she'd bring the
results in two days.
A couple of days later, she was back with the figures, and this time she was
wearing a low cut blouse. As she leaned over my desk to point out the figures,
I got a real good view of her tits. In a little while, she was over on my side
of the desk, and before too long we were kissing. I grabbed for her tits, and
she pushed them right at me. We broke it off, and she let me know in no
uncertain terms that if I wanted to meet her later, she was all mine. Just give
her a call. Then she left me with her proposal.
That night I thought about it. I realized that I was a married man who had
never messed around, and that If I started now, I'd probably have to get
divorced. It wasn't fair to my daughter and son who were still in college, and
I decided I wouldn't take her up on it. The next day, when I took the proposal
into the facilities manager, he showed me that he already had a copy of it, and
one from their competitors that was 14% less expensive! He was ready to give
the business the other company. I told him to go ahead.
Over the next couple of years, there were a few more incidents like that. The
girls looked and smelled so sweet, but when I looked at the ulterior motives,
they weren't so nice anymore.
Another time, I was out of town with some of our clients and their wives.
Somehow, it came out that since we had started the company, my share of the
profits was more than eight million dollars. That night as I was in my hotel
room, there was a knock on the door, and one of the young wives was standing
there. She came in and started kissing me. I opened up the door and told her
thanks, but no thanks. I found out later that she and her husband were getting
a divorce.
I'm not trying to tell you I wasn't horny; it's just that the price that I would
have had to pay for taking these women simply wasn't worth the goods I would
have received.
Part 2
One August morning after Dave, Jr. had graduated from college, I had a meeting
with a team that was making some engineering changes to the plant. They wanted
to do this one way, and I was convinced it should be another. One young idiot
and I got into a little yelling match. After that, the Plant Director stayed
behind and tried to convince me that I should take it easy on him, as he was an
up-and-comer. I was mad enough to spit nails.
I didn't have anything to do that afternoon that couldn't wait, so I stomped
out, telling my secretary that I was going over to the country club. I had a
sandwich and a couple of drinks for lunch (I rarely drink during the day,) and
cooled down. Then I decided I might as well get a round in if anybody was there
too play with. None of the guys were around, and I was just putzing around on
the practice green when Lisa came up and started getting ready to play by
herself.
I recognized Lisa; she was always the girl that everyone looked at. She was of
medium height and had beautiful red hair. Although her face and her body
weren't knockouts, she always wore wonderful clothes and made herself up very
well. At many a dance, I had looked across the floor to see her in some
provocative outfit with her husband, Don, laughing and joking with the other
couples, and I wondered why Judy couldn't be more like Lisa.
I wandered over, told her I was looking for a game, and asked if I could join
her. She told me she was just practicing for the Women's Championship, and told
me to come along. After we had hit our tee shots, we drove off on the cart.
Lisa is an excellent conversationalist. Before too long, I was talking to her
as if she was an old friend. She told me a little joke that would have gone
over in the men's grillroom, and I told her one of mine. When we made the turn,
she let me buy her a beverage and we went out for the second nine.
As we were getting off the 11th tee, she put her hand on my arm and told me what
a great tee shot I'd had. Over the next few holes, her leg was bumping up
against mine in the cart, and when we went to get our clubs out for the tee shot
on the short 16th, she slipped a little bit and her tit rubbed up against my
arm. All of this was very innocent, I doubt that she would even remember it,
but I was getting very excited. As we dropped our bags off at the clubhouse,
she gave me a little hug and a kiss on the cheek, and told me that she hoped
that we'd play golf again soon.
That night, I tried to get it on with Judy, but she wasn't interested at all. I
finally went down to my office, and thought about what I was doing. I had
promised to Judy and myself that I would love her and take care of the babies.
I'd done that; one of our girls was now married, and all of our kids were
pursuing successful careers. As far as material goods went, Judy could have
anything she wanted. I'd kept my vows, and done what a man should do. But now,
I began to think that I should have a turn. If I found a woman who was willing
to have some happy sex with me, I decided I was going to let it happen. Not
those tarts who were throwing themselves at me to advance themselves, but a
mature woman who just wanted to have a good time with me. If it cost me a
divorce, I was willing to accept it; I could easily pay for it by this time.
How could I start something like this, though? Lisa was married to a great guy
at the club, and I knew she wouldn't be having an affair with me. But I thought
she might be able to give me some pointers, let me know what women liked. Then I
thought about Lisa's laughing voice, and the way her breast had felt on my arm,
and I jerked off.
Sunday afternoon I took Judy to the club for dinner, and when we walked into the
grillroom a party was in progress. It seems that Lisa had won the Women's
Championship, and all the ladies and quite a few men had gathered to celebrate
the event. Lisa saw me from across the room and waved 'Hi.' As Judy and I ate,
I watched Lisa and how sexy she was. Judy had to repeat what she was telling me
a few times, but I couldn't keep my mind off of Lisa.
When we got home, Judy went right up to her book, and I was left to my own
devices. After a couple of hours of getting nothing done, I looked in the club
directory, got Lisa's telephone number and gave her a call. When she answered
the phone, I said, "Hi, Lisa, it's Dave. Just wanted to call you to
congratulate you on your victory."
"Oh, thanks, Dave, I'm still so excited. I want to thank you for your help."
"My help?"
"Sure. Remember how I was having trouble with the tee shot on 7, and you told
me to aim a little further right? Well I did that and today, and hit it right
on the screws. Perfect position. Then I was able to get it on the green about
20 feet from the cup, and darned if I didn't sink the putt for a birdie!"
It's a tradition among golfers that everyone tries to tell other golfers about
how they played. It's a tradition that bores me; I don't really care if you
made that seven footer or not. But Lisa could have described every shot, and I
would have been enraptured.
A little later, I tried to get the subject down to something other that golf.
Lisa and I bantered, and finally I said, "Lisa, maybe we could have a drink
sometime?"
"Why, Dave, I'm flattered." she said. But why would you want to have a drink
with me?"
"Oh, we just seemed to have so much in common. I thought maybe we could learn a
little bit more about each other." The phone went silent. I thought maybe
she'd hung up on me. I figured I was sunk. After 15 or 20 seconds of silence,
I spoke up, "You still there?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Dave, I just dropped something. Now what did you ask me? Oh,
yes, about the drink. Sure, I enjoyed your company the other day, too. I'd
love it . . . Where should we meet?"
Oops, I'd gotten it started. Now what. I remembered a nice place that I'd
often met clients when they came into town, out near where they stayed. I
thought she'd like it, and suggested it. Judy agreed, and we set a date for
after work on Thursday. After a few more pleasantries, she told me how she was
looking forward to seeing me again, and hung up. Yes, I jerked off again,
thinking of Lisa.
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Thursday rolled around. I was so nervous at work that I was worthless. In the
afternoon, I called the house and left a message on the answering system that I
had to work late, and for Judy to eat without me. I just putzed around, and
finally left the office and just drove around until it was time to head for the
bar. I parked around the back, trying to keep my Caddy out of the sun, and went
in. I was a few minutes early, so I sat down at the bar and ordered a drink.
We were supposed to meet at 6:00. When she hadn't showed up by 6:15, I figured
I'd been stood up. A few minutes later, the door opened, and there was Lisa!
She was beautiful. She was wearing a business suit that would have looked
boring on some women, but she had utilized a necklace and brooch to bring it to
life. Her red hair was waving in the breeze and she strolled to me. When she
got to me, she gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek that was even more exciting
than the one that she had bestowed upon me when we finished playing golf. I got
her a drink, and we went over to a booth.
She asked about Judy, and then asked me a very strange question, "Will Judy be
joining us?"
"No, I don't think so," I replied. I wondered if I had given her the wrong
impression in our phone conversation. She told me that Judy and I made a nice
looking couple. Uh-oh, this was not going the way I had anticipated. But I had
to say something. So I added, "Yes, all our friends tell us that, but they
don't know." For some reason, I had to continue. "I love Judy. I don't know
what I'd do without her." Then I tried to bring it back to the two of us, "But
we had so much fun the other day, I just wanted to spend a little more time with
you."
Lisa asked me a little question about my business, and for some reason I started
telling her about how it started, and that grew into a long discussion of my
business and a history of my life. Lisa seemed very interested in all of this,
and I got around to how Judy and I seemed to be drifting apart. When I told her
this, Lisa said, "So, Dave, how's Judy in the sack?" The woman was certainly
direct!
"Well, not so good. She's never been interested in sex at all. I'm not sure if
she's clinically frigid, but she can be a real cold fish."
"And you've been the world traveler, sneaking off behind her back everytime you
get the chance?" Lisa was off on the wrong tangent. Sure, if she offered, I
was going to sleep with her, but I didn't think there was much chance of that; I
really was there just to talk to her. I told her just how inexperienced I
really was.
She seemed to understand my dilemma, and asked me a question about why I was
trying to change my habits at this time. I told her about how I had decided
early on that the kids were more important to me than my own pleasure, but that
they were now on their way, I felt that a change in lifestyle would be okay.
Then Lisa asked, "What would Judy do if she found us together?" I figured that
she was just talking in metaphor, and that she was asking what would happen if
Judy caught me having an affair.
"I don't know. Perhaps divorce me, perhaps not. I hope she wouldn't, but I've
tried to get her to become more interesting, and she's not responding. At the
very worst, I'd give her enough money to last her for the rest of her life. At
the best, she might get shocked into changing our lives."
Then she asked me a funny question, "Well, what am I supposed to do about Don?"
I was shocked. I really didn't know what she was trying to say. "What do you
mean?"
"Would you be willing to look him in the eye if he knew that you'd been with his
wife."
"Will that happen?" I asked. Finally I got the idea. Lisa was trying to seduce
me!
"Yes, it will." What? You mean she was going to go to bed with me? I was
incredulous. Sure, I had fantasized about this woman, but I never thought that
she would have found me attractive, and even if she had, I figured she wouldn't
want to get mixed up in anything at the club. And maybe I was being naive, that
everyone at the club was screwing each other, and I just wasn't plugged in.
Then Lisa told me that she and Don had an open relationship, where the two had
other sexual partners. She told me that Don would know about us, but that I had
nothing to be concerned about. After she got done, she seemed to wait for me to
make a move. What was I supposed to do? Suggest a motel room, or make another
date, or what? I was working way outside of my comfort zone without a road map.
So I threw myself on her mercy and asked, "Well, what do we do now?"
She told me that she was going to leave, and that I could go with her to a
motel. I followed her out, and as we were walking to the car, I put my arm
around her. She seemed to like it. When we got to my car, she tripped and I
had to catch her. It was a magic moment, and I kissed her passionately on the
lips. After we got in the car, we started petting. This woman was really hot!
We drove to the motel, and I got us a room. My head was spinning, this was
really going so fast.
When we got into the room, we kissed a couple of times, and then she excused
herself and went into the bathroom. I figured that she was getting ready,
stripping down, doing whatever it is that experienced women do to get ready for
sex. So I took of my suit and shirt, and got into the bed.
When she came out, she gave me a little smile, and let me know that it wasn't
going to be like that. She wanted some serious foreplay, and she told me that I
wouldn't get laid until I made her come. Now, this was Mission Impossible. I
didn't know the first thing about making a woman feel good. Standing up, I
started kissing her. She stopped me, and told me to kiss her without thinking
of anything else. I did so, and really enjoyed it. Afterwards, she let me start
to hold her and rub her tits. I thought about putting my hand up her skirt, but
somehow that didn't seem appropriate. In desperation, I remembered that in a
recent movie I'd seen, the guy had nibbled on the girls earlobe. I tried that,
and I'll be darned if Lisa didn't start responding. I unbuttoned her blouse
clumsily, and got it off there. Lisa was wearing one of the sexiest bras I'd
ever seen, and I was sure that she'd put it on just for me. I started to kiss
her breasts through the bra, and she was really digging on it. I got her skirt
off, and there she was in just her lingerie. I stood back, just looked at her,
realized how lucky I was, and told her how beautiful she was.
Still standing, we were kissing, and I was feeling her all over. Her hands were
all over me, except that she wasn't touching my penis. I took off her bra, and
then slid her panties off. I was seeing my first naked woman, other than Judy.
I noticed that her well-trimmed bush was a red as her hair. I figured she dyed
her hair and asked her if she dyed that too. She assured me that she was a
natural redhead.
She laid down on the bed, and had me kiss her all over. Finally I got down to
her pussy. I still hadn't touched it yet. It was obvious she wanted me to kiss
her down there. This was something I'd tried to do with Judy, but with little
success. This woman was digging on it. I smelled the lovely perfume coming
from her vagina, and then started eating her pussy. After awhile, Lisa started
making soft low moaning sounds and moving her body. I was making a woman come
for the first time!
Then Lisa stripped off my boxer shorts, and examined my penis. I could tell she
liked what she was seeing. She went down on me, and this woman was so good at
it that I started coming almost immediately. She swallowed all of my come,
loads and loads of it, and then came up and kissed me so that I could taste it
too. I was in heaven, and told her how wonderful she was.
Lisa started telling me what she liked. I wasn't hurt, I knew that I was
inexperienced, and I figured I needed a few lessons. I did what she told me,
and then climbed around to were she could suck on my dick again while I was
eating her. We were both getting ready to come again when I got off of her and
asked if we could screw. Lisa told me she was really ready for it. I went down
between her legs, kissed her pussy a couple of times, and then brought my dick
right up to where I could put it into her hot, wet vagina.
I couldn't believe it. She just sat up, pushing me back, and told me to stop.
I figured that I'd done something wrong, and my penis started to droop. But
then she told me that she really didn't like it that way. She kneeled on her
hands and knees on the edge of the bed and told me to stand behind her. She
reached beside me, grabbed my dick and led it into her hole. This was great. I
grabbed her waist, and she did her best to match the in and out movements I was
able to make. We did this for quite awhile, when all of a sudden I could feel
her pussy muscles tense up tight. I knew she was coming again, and I let it go
inside of her - the first time I had gotten laid!
We laid down on the bed, and I started kissing her erogenous zones, and played
with her wet pussy some more. She was feeling and kissing whatever she could
reach and a little while later she closed her eyes, moaned some, and then I
could feel her tensing up on my finger. She laid me down on my back, climbed on
top of me, and put my dick (yes, it was hard again) into her pussy. This was
great. I just laid there, watching this exciting woman screwing herself with my
penis, and we both came together. I could tell this was a really good one for
her, as she started saying dirty words to me and telling me what to do.
We laid there for awhile, and she told me how great I was! I certainly didn't
expect to hear that. She went into the bathroom again and I could hear the
water running. When she came back out, she started to get dressed, so I cleaned
my groin with soap and water, and put my clothes on. We left the room, and as I
drove her back to the car, I asked if I could see her again.
Lisa told me that she'd love to romp with me again, but the next time she wanted
to make the arrangements. I asked her why, and she told me she wanted to show
me the most romantic time I'd ever had. But then she told me that she was a
little nervous, what with me knowing her husband, and Judy might not be so cool
about it if she found out about it. So the next time would be the last time she
made love to me. We set the arrangements up for the next Monday evening.
When I got home that night, Judy was already in bed. I took a shower, and when
I got into our king-size bed, I thought it would be really great if I could have
two women in one night. I started to come on to Judy, but she just pushed me
away.
Part 3
The next day at work, I was really into it. A couple of the guys remarked what
a good mood I was in, and my partner actually joked that Judy must have let me
have some last night. That afternoon, Lisa called me at, and told me to meet
her at a bed and breakfast in another town on Monday evening.
Monday morning I packed my overnight bag, and told Judy that I was going out of
town for the day; I'd be back on Tuesday. That evening I left the office in my
Caddy and drove to the quaint village where the B&B was. I pulled into the
parking lot and saw Lisa's car, but she was nowhere in sight. I wondered how I
could sneak into the room when I didn't know which one it was. I went into the
foyer, and a lovely woman was at a check-in stand. "Oh, are you looking for
Lisa?" I admitted that I was. "She's in room 3, up the stairs and to the
right. Have fun!" I realized that I probably wasn't the first guy to be here
with Lisa. I didn't care; I was there now!
I carried my bag up to the room, and knocked on the door. A sultry voice told
me to come in, and I walked in to a fantasy. Although it was not yet sunset,
the victorian style room was cut off from any external light by heavy drapery,
and illuminated by what seemed to be hundreds of candles. Lisa was standing by
the foot of the canopy bed, dressed only in a green outfit that lifted her
breasts and made them stand out, a skimpy g-string, a see-though robe, and high-
heels. All of this showed her flaming red hair off, and there was soft music
all through the room. It looked so good that I almost came just looking at the
beautiful sight. I moved to her, took her in my arms, and kissed her
thoroughly, remembering the lesson about a woman's lips that she had given me
the previous time. After a few precious minutes, she broke it off, and gave me
a small gift wrapped box. Lisa told me to go into the bathroom and put the gift
on. I couldn't figure out what was in that tiny container, maybe a bracelet or
something, and when I opened it, I found a man's g-string. I stripped my
clothes off and put the thing on; it barely covered my penis, and had a string
that went right up my crack in back. It was green, matching Lisa's outfit.
As I opened the door and walked back into the bedroom. Lisa was laying on top
of the bed, and gave my outfit her approval. I could tell she was hot tonight,
much hotter than the other evening. I credited the surroundings. We laid there
for awhile kissing and nibbling each other's sensitive areas. Once again, when
I got to her ears, she reacted positively. After awhile, I slowly stripped off
her clothes. It must have taken me 15 minutes to get her down to just her
panties, and when I took them off I started eating her as she had taught me to.
It wasn't long before she was moaning and grabbing my head in a serious orgasm.
When she recovered, she had me sit in the chair and started licking me. She
started at my mouth, but soon went to my neck and further south. When she got
to my nipples, she nipped them hard with her teeth. That hurt, but felt good at
the same time. She continued on and nibbled the inside of my thighs. Still
she went south. Finally she started sucking on the sole of my foot, and then
put my toes in her mouth and sucked on them. This was an entirely new
experience to me, and I jerked my foot uncontrollably. She did it to my other
foot to, and then started traveling north. As she approached my groin, she
stripped the g-string off and started to suck gently on my balls. It felt so
good. Then she took my rigid dick in her mouth, and tried to swallow the whole
thing. She started sucking, and although I enjoyed it immensely, it took me a
very long time to come close to ejaculating. As I was approaching climax, Lisa
got up and climbed up on the chair. She spread her legs and inserted my cock
into her tube. I was told to hold her back securely, and she put both of her
feet next to my ears. Somehow, she was able to move her hips, and she was
playing with my nipples. I realized what was happening, and moved a hand down
to her ass and was able to help her move. It took us a long, wonderful time in
this position to climax.
Lisa climbed down, got me up, and led me into the bathroom. I had noticed that
there was a filled jacuzzi in there that was big enough to fit a couple
comfortably. The water was warm, and we both climbed in. We just sat there,
holding each other, looking at each other in the candlelight, and playing with
each other. I got my finger into her vagina and started to push it in and out.
Lisa climaxed again.
We got out of the jacuzzi and went into the shower. Lisa turned the temperature
as hot as we could stand it and then we soaped each other with a loofah that had
been supplied. I was getting excited again, and thought about doing it there,
but the floor was slippery and I was afraid we'd hurt ourselves. After drying
ourselves with some huge towels, we went back to the bed.
Lisa got some oil out of a canvas bag, and started massaging my shoulders and
back with the sweet ointment. She continued on down over my legs, and then came
back up to my rear. She was getting lower and lower into my crack, and then she
started feeling my anus. I jumped a little because it felt so good; I never
expected anything like that. She leaned over and started kissing it! And then,
when it was quite slippery from her saliva, she took her finger and put it,
slowly and gently, right into my arse, and was moving it in and out and around.
I was ecstatic with pleasure. When that started to wear off a little, she took
her finger out, told me to turn over, and finished oiling my front.
Then she handed me the tube, and I went to work on her. It was wonderful
watching her just lay there while I lubricated her lovely arms, legs, lovely
breasts and her pussy area. Up until that time, I hadn't got a chance to really
look her over; I'd been much too busy playing with her. I loved the way she
trimmed her bush; the hair was only about a half-inch long, and she had cut the
sides so that the fur wouldn't be seen even if she was wearing the skimpiest
swim suit. The hair just accentuated her beautiful mound of venus. When I had
completed her fore, she turned over so I could do her rear. I took my time, as
she had, with her back and legs and then legs. Finally, I got to her ass, and
thought about what she had done to me.
I guess some people would think it was dirty, but somehow, I just couldn't
imagine any part of this wonderful body being smutty, so I went ahead and stuck
my tongue into her anus. Even that part of her body tasted sweet. After I got
the hole nice and wet, I put my finger in it. She started moaning and moving
her ass, and I could tell that she climaxed again. I began to think that this
woman would come if a man just looked at her right.
I got so hard at this display, that laid me on my back at the edge of the bed,
and then she climbed onto the side of the bed so that her legs were hanging off
the side of the mattress. She grabbed the canopy supports and started going to
it again. In a short while I exploded into her while she was orgasming once
more.
By this time, we were both exhausted, and I could feel the night ('the last
night!' I thought) was coming to an end. We talked for awhile, and the
conversation came around to how this affair would impact my marriage. I'd
thought a lot about that the last couple of days. I told Lisa that I knew that
Judy really loved me and might do something terrible if I started screwing
around on a regular basis. So I was going to try to get her to change a little
bit, let her know how much it would mean to me, and see if the marriage could be
salvaged. Of course, after this evening I didn't really want to end my affair
with Lisa, but she had been pretty firm about it the other night, so I didn't
mention my desire. She told me that she was glad that she'd been able to
satisfy me, and I saw an opening. I told her I would like to have just one more
time. I explained to her all the fantasies I had while I serviced Judy in our
marriage bed over the years, and how much I wanted to have someone else there.
I was surprised when Lisa didn't immediately reject the hair-brained scheme, and
I continued to press the issue. I told her that we could be really safe, and
Judy always went to the club on Thursday nights to play bridge and never, ever
came home early. I had this all figured out, and told her of the exact plans I
had considered. I could tell she was on the fence, and then I got her to climax
by nibbling her ear and fingering her again. Afterwards she agreed, and we
made our plans for the escapade.
I knew I couldn't go home that night, and I was hoping that Lisa would sleep
with me. But she decided to go home, and tucked me in before she left.
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I made sure that Judy's plans didn't change, and Thursday I got home early so I
could make sure that she was going to the club. After she left, I drove over
and picked up Lisa, who had driven to a wooded park a few blocks from our
house. I drove around a couple of times until I finally spotted her, way in
back out of eyesight, and she got into my car. She sat very low in the car, so
none of the neighbors would spot her, and we got into the garage. Lisa was
wearing this hot black outfit, and when we got to the bedroom, she stopped and
looked everything over. I then realized she was trying to remember exactly
where everything was, so we could leave the room in the same shape we found it.
She took off her earrings, bracelet and necklace and then I stripped her to her
panties. Of course, they matched the dress. She proceeded to get me to a point
where I had less on then she did, and gave me a great blow job. She swallowed
all my come again, and I was just coming out of it and was about to go down on
her, when the door to the bedroom opened up and Judy was standing there. She
looked at Lisa and I, and then started to cry. I thought she'd show some
emotion, perhaps get mad and throw something, call me names, anything. Instead,
she just turned around, and closed the door behind her.
Understandably, Lisa was quite upset. She threw her clothes on, and told me it
would be alright. Then she left the room. Our bedroom has windows on all three
sides of the house, and I could see Lisa walking dejectedly down the street
toward her car.
I slowly put some clothes on, and wondered what I should do next. While I sat
there in a stupor, it started to get dark. Finally I roused myself and went
downstairs. Judy was sitting in the blackness in the family room. I walked in
and sat down beside her.
"How could you?" she stuttered between sobs. When I had no answer to this
question, she said, "You must hate me,"
"Hate you? Oh, no, Judy, I love you."
"How can you say that, when I found you in our bedroom with that . . . that
bitch!" This was the first time I'd ever heard her use any kind of profanity.
I then spilled my guts, and revealed the entire truth. How the affair had been
going on for just nine days, and how tonight was going to be the very last time.
That I had never been with any other woman, and I promised never to do it again.
Judy asked a lot of questions about my motives, and when I tried to soft-peddle
the effect that our relationship had, she called me on it. "You mean I never
satisfied you, don't you?"
"Now, Judy, I didn't say that."
"But you didn't tell me that I excited you like she does, did you? Oh, maybe
this thing is my own fault. Maybe if I acted like all those whores, you
wouldn't have done something like this. Or maybe I should go out and have an
affair of my own, that would get you going, wouldn't it?" I thought she was just
rambling, and didn't respond to that at all.
A little while later, she started in on Lisa. Told me how she had seen her
around the club throwing herself at all the men. She observed that Lisa had
probably been with every man out there, and that she used me just to have a
complete set.
"Well, no, that's not true. She told me that I'm the first guy she's ever slept
with at the club." Somehow, this didn't seem to make Judy feel better.
In the end, I turned it back around to how I loved Judy, would never hurt her
again, wouldn't see Lisa anymore, all the promises you make, and then Judy let
me hold her for a little bit. After awhile, Judy got up and I could hear her
messing around upstairs. I went up and found her stripping and remaking the
bed. I didn't bother telling her that Lisa had never touched the sheets;
somehow I knew that wouldn't be the proper thing to do. Judy went off to sleep
in the guest bedroom. I wasn't back in good graces yet. I decided not to ask
why she came home early from the club. Some things are better left alone.
The next day I tried to blow off work and spend the day with Judy, but she
wouldn't have it. She told me supper would be at the normal time, and she'd
expect me then. I called the florist and had some roses delivered to Judy, and
had my secretary go out and get some chocolates to take home that night. I
tried to call Lisa, but couldn't get through to her.
That night, Judy had thrown the roses in the garbage. Oops. I had the box of
candy in my hand, and she told me not to bother. Over dinner, she started
telling me that she was going to let me stay, on the condition that nothing
would ever happen like this again. Of course I agreed. I was supposed to go off
with some business associates from around the country the next Friday for a
week of golf, and I suggested that I cancel it and take her to a nice place,
wherever she wanted to go. She told me she couldn't be bought off, that I
should just go on the stupid trip.
Judy wanted to know some details. I told her of how Lisa and I just hit it off,
and our affair just happened. I referred to Monday's night liaison without
spending too much time on the environment. She questioned why we had been in
our bedroom the previous night. Thinking that perhaps only the truth would be
believable, I said, "Judy, I don't know quite how to say this. I mean, for
years I've dreamt about having a sexy woman in my bed, and then Lisa came along
. . ."
I knew these weren't the right words as soon as they came out of my mouth. Judy
began crying again, but then she began to hold me and kiss me, and we went up to
the bedroom and she told me to make love to her. It wasn't Lisa, but it was a
better effort than Judy had made in years.
As we laid there holding each other, Judy asked me what would happen if Lisa's
husband found out. Apparently, she was worried that he'd create problems for
us. I told Judy about Lisa and Don's open relationship, and that there wouldn't
be a problem. She seemed to accept that, but then she got up from our bed and
left me to sleep alone.
Saturday, I asked her if I should go to the club for my regular golf game. She
told me to go ahead, we were going to live our lives as if nothing had happened.
When I got to the club, I saw Don, Lisa's husband go riding off in a cart by
himself. One of the problems at the club is that we have a very small practice
range, just big enough for three or four players, and it's a long way from the
clubhouse. This gives us an excuse for not practicing. Normally, I go up to
the locker room, give grief to all the guys for 45 minutes or so, go down hit a
couple of practice putts and I'm ready to go. But today, I decided to hit some
range balls for a change.
When I got out there, Don was by himself practicing as I had hoped. I didn't
have the slightest idea what I was going to say to him, but I knew we needed to
make peace. I didn't even know if he knew about Lisa and I. When I drove up,
he looked at me, got a big smile on his face and started busting my balls. Told
me how he was glad that Judy hadn't killed me because my partners would have
made him pay the money I should have lost. Stuff like that. We started talking
a little more seriously, and I started to tell him how sorry I was. He wouldn't
let me, and started sympathizing with me that the affair hadn't ended up on a
happy note. Now this was a man at peace!
As we started to end the conversation, Don asked me if I had found Lisa's
jewelry. I thought she'd taken it with her. Apparently, Judy had found it when
she made the bed that night. I told Don that I'd try to get it back.
I got home from the club at the usual time, and Judy wasn't there. When she
came in, I asked her what she wanted to do that night, and she suggested a
Chinese restaurant that we liked and a movie. Now, Judy never liked to go to
flicks that were rated even PG-13. But tonight, she chose a sex comedy with
some racy scenes in it. As we sat there, she held my hand. I put my arm around
here. When we got home, Judy went into the bathroom and came out wearing just
her bra and panties. When we made love, she actually got on top of me and made
me come. It was the first time I could ever remember her in a position other
than missionary.
Part 4
For the next week, Judy was acting strangely, for her. Very nice to me, if you
know what I mean. She let me make love to her three or four more times, and one
night she was out until 8:00 doing something. Another time, she was talking
furtively on the phone to somebody. I just let her be.
I tried to talk her into going with me to the golfing resort, and she reiterated
that I ought to go on it by myself. She made darn sure that she had the address
and telephone number of the place we were staying; I knew she'd be checking up
on me. Friday morning, the day I was leaving, she saw me off with romantic
kisses and a promise of a wonderful surprise when I returned. Very odd, not
Judy at all. I worked a half day, and then drove to the airport for the flight.
I sort of didn't want to go. When we got to the resort, I found a message from
Judy, asking me to call home. I phoned, thinking there was something wrong, and
just got the answering machine. I left a message, and I called back around 10
P.M. Judy was home then, and told me she had just wanted to make sure that I
got down there safely.
For the next few days, we talked a once or twice each day. Nothing special, and
she was using little nicknames for me that she hadn't uttered in years. Oh, on
Monday she asked me if I was with any women, but she was just kidding, I think.
Wednesday morning, she called my room at 8:15 as I was just bout to go to
breakfast, and told me she had been thinking.
"David, I want to tell you how really sorry I am that I walked in on you and
Lisa that Thursday evening." This was the first time she had mentioned it since
the day after the incident. Of course, I apologized again, and told her that it
was all my fault.
She stopped me and said, "I know, dear, why you were here in the house with her.
You explained it all to me. And I disturbed you before you got to fulfill your
fantasy."
"Judy, that's not important now."
"But I think it is, my love. You wanted her so badly in our bed, and I didn't
let you have her. I shouldn't have come home early. It was all my fault." I
didn't know what to say. "No, don't bother to deny it. I've gotten over my
tiff. You were right, I haven't been responsive to you in bed, and I'm going to
get better, a lot better. But, dear, I know I'll never be able to come close to
Lisa's abilities in bed, and I'm afraid that you'll think of the opportunity
that you never got a chance to sample her here.
Then she explained that she wanted me to bring Lisa home, and screw her in our
bedroom! I argued with her for quite some time. While this was going on, the
guys came and knocked on my door. I told them I'd meet them at the course. I
went back to the conversation with Judy, and made absolutely sure she knew what
she was advocating. She told me that she had already discussed it with Lisa,
and that she was willing.
Judy seemed adamant. I figured what the hell, if this will make it easier on
her to accept the affair and move on, I'd do it. (Not that spending one more
night with Lisa was that much of a sacrifice, mind you!) We talked about how
this could be done. Judy told me that Lisa was flying in Friday night, and that
I could meet her at the airport. We could come home and take care of it. Of
course, I wondered what Judy would be doing while all of this? She asked me if
it was all right to fly up to New York for the weekend with one of her bridge
friends to watch a couple of plays and do some shopping. I told her it was all
right by me.
Before we hung up, Judy gave me the number of the hotel that Lisa was at in
Seattle, and told me to call her quickly. I dialed the number immediately, and
was speaking to my lover. She didn't' have a lot of time, but she told me that
she and Judy had a long conversation the evening before, pitching the idea. She
told me that if I thought it would help the marriage, she'd do it. She
suggested that maybe I just wanted to not have the sex, but tell Judy we did? I
told Lisa how much I wanted to eat her pussy again, and that I had no intention
of passing up another opportunity with her. We quickly confirmed the logistics
on Friday night, and I went off to the golf course.
For the next two days, I played terrible golf. Couldn't keep my mind on the
game. I kept imagining Lisa in the sack, and then Judy. I started thinking
about having both of them at the same time. Maybe Don would want to swap? All
of those silly fantasies.
Judy called again that night and Thursday. Both times we discussed the
arrangements, and Judy teased me about how much I'd enjoy the experience.
After an early round on Friday, we all flew back to out homes. My flight got in
at 6:30, so I picked up my luggage and moved my Caddy into the short-term
parking area. I met Lisa at the baggage claim area around 8:00, and then we
drove out of the airport. We live on the opposite side of town from the airport
and traffic was horrendous. Lisa and I felt each other up, getting ourselves
hot. On the ride, I suggested that maybe Lisa could take Judy under her wing
and help her make the transition. Lisa said she'd think about it.
We got into the garage, and Judy's car wasn't there. We walked through the
kitchen, and Lisa got a glass of water. As she was doing that, I went up behind
her and started chewing on her ears and fondling her breasts. She reciprocated,
and we moved up the stairs playing with each other and starting to take our
clothes off. Finally, we got to the bedroom. The door was closed, and I
remembered that Judy said she'd leave us a surprise of some sort. I opened the
door, turned on the lights, and sure enough, I got a great surprise. My wife
was on the bed, completely naked , save for a tight black and gold necklace, and
she had shaved her pussy. Underneath her was Lisa's husband and they were
fucking to beat the band. My first reaction was anger. How dare this guy screw
my wife! Lisa hadn't seen them yet, and still had her hand on my nipples from
behind. It didn't take me long to realize that I wasn't being real coherent
here.
Then Lisa saw what was going on, and gave a loud gasp. Judy yelled to Don not
to stop, and then told us to come over and watch. Lisa and I went over to the
bed. After the initial blow to my emotions, I started realizing that I was
enjoying watching the two of them go at it. Lisa sat me down and continued to
undress me. I just let her do whatever she wanted, I had to watch my wife doing
her acrobatic act with Don. Soon I found that Lisa and I were completely naked
too, and Lisa laid down beside Don and spread her legs wide open. I climbed on
her, and it wasn't long before my raging cock was spewing sperm inside her cunt.
I must have been a lousy lay right then, I couldn't think about anything but
Judy. She was screaming hysterically about something.
Judy was calmer all of a sudden; I couldn't figure out why. She leaned over and
hugged me while I was still between Lisa's legs. I remember feeling her tits
against my side and I couldn't remember when they felt so good. All of a sudden
there was movement around me. Judy seemed to be getting out of bed, and Don and
Lisa were sitting up. Lisa put a robe on, or was it Judy? It was Judy, but I'd
never seen her wear anything like the translucent wrap she was now wearing. Her
hair was shorter, too, and her face looked 10 years younger. Looking at her, I
suddenly realized just how sexy my wife was.
Don asked me what I was doing here. What was I doing here? Oh, this was my
home, this was my bed, and I belonged here. Then I realized that he meant what
was I doing here with his wife having sex? I could handle that question. I
explained that we were there because Judy wanted Lisa and I to have sex that
night. It seemed rather obvious to me.
Lisa started to fill in some of the details, but told me to touch her. I
started to feel her breast and nipple, and then saw that Don was doing that to
her other breast. I realized that Don was Lisa's husband, and that I had no
right to be doing anything like that to his naked wife, even if she was in my
bedroom. I pulled my hand away, but Lisa grabbed it and put it on her pussy. I
started to finger her. Don didn't seem to be upset. Judy came back in and gave
us something to drink. It might have been wine. Lisa finished up the story of
how we were there, and then asked me to lick her pussy. I started to, but then
got asked a question about my golf trip. Don seemed to be confused, and thought
I was coming home on Sunday, when I was already here.
I went on eating Lisa's cunt, and soon she came. When I was done satisfying
Lisa, Judy started talking about how she'd played a trick on us all. Sort of
like the time that she'd saran wrapped Jennifer's door one April Fools day so
that when she woke up she'd wonder how she'd get to the bathroom. Somehow, the
trick had gone wrong, and she'd wound up as Don's lover. I really didn't
understand it at the moment. Then she came over to me and asked me if I could
forgive her. What was I supposed to forgive her for? Then I was kissing a very
beautiful naked woman who happened to be my wife. It didn't take me very long
to realize that I should make love to her, and she got on top of me. I looked
around for Lisa, but she wasn't in the room. Was I just having a dream? No,
this was my wife on top of me.
Judy and I made the best love of our lives and she kept screaming in orgasm
time and time again. My head began to clear. I realized that somehow, Judy and
Don had become lovers. I was smart enough to realize that he had gotten her to
enjoy sex, something I'd never been able to do, and I knew it was okay. Judy
and I cleaned up and got dressed, then Judy whispered to me that Lisa and Don
had gone into the guest bedroom. She told me to knock on the door and ask them
if they wanted me to drive them home. I asked Lisa why they didn't just drive
themselves home, and she said they didn't have a car, so I did as she told me
to. When they were ready to leave, Judy said good-bye to Lisa and Don and I
drove them home. Lisa kissed me goodnight, and I thanked Don for what he did.
When I came back home, Judy took me upstairs, made me undress and get into the
bed. I remember holding my naked wife close as I fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up alone and seemed to remember the strangest dream
about Lisa and Don and Judy. No, it wasn't a dream either. It had really
happened. I went downstairs, and Judy poured me coffee wearing a sexy little
blue thing. After she got me breakfast, I asked her to explain the whole thing
over again. She did.
"David, before you ever left the house for North Carolina, I knew what I needed
to do to make you love me again. Hush, I knew you were falling out of love with
me for years, but it didn't hit home until I found you with Lisa.
"I called Don up. I couldn't talk with any of my friends about it, and I
figured that Don would be safe. You told me that he already knew about your
affair with his wife. I asked him if he would teach me how to be more exciting.
He took me out and helped me buy clothes and jewelry that he thought you'd
enjoy. He also helped me to look at women through a man's eyes, and I began to
see how simple things," with that she took my hand tenderly and started rubbing
my palm, "can mean so much to a man, to show him how much a woman loves him.
David, I always loved you, I just didn't show it to you as much as I should
have.
"I hope you're not upset with me. Don didn't try to get me to go to bed with
him, and I didn't try to seduce him. We just found ourselves getting closer and
closer, and finally he became my lover. Last night, I forgot when you were
coming home, and that's how you found us in bed together. I hope you can
forgive us, just like we forgave you and Lisa."
"Of course, dear, there's nothing to forgive." With that, we began to make up
for years of an almost sexless marriage. As we were calming ourselves, the
doorbell rang. Judy put on a robe that she had handy, and went to the door.
Whoever had rang the bell had left, and Judy found a gift-wrapped package at the
door. When we opened it, we found a copy of "The Joy of Sex." As we leafed
through it, we found the inscription 'With much love from Lisa and Don.' What a
lovely couple!
Over the next few weeks, Judy and I discussed our affairs, which seemed to
excite both of us, and then we began to tell each other our fantasies. Our
marriage was now as good as any I'd ever seen. I was in love with my beautiful,
sexy wife, and she couldn't seem to get enough of me.
Six weeks after the night of infamy, we were coming into dinner at the club, and
Lisa and Don happened to be there. Lisa was wearing a red gown that showed
quite a bit of cleavage. This was the first time we'd seen them since the night
of infamy, and I didn't know how Judy would take this. She just walked up to
them, greeted them warmly, and let them invite us to join them. I sat next to
Lisa, and wondered if she would give me a peek at her beautiful tits, but she
just ignored me; probably it was because Judy was there. My wife had been
developing quite a sense of humor, and when Don asked us how we were getting
along, Judy said "Screwingly, just screwingly." The three of us totally cracked
up.
The conversation turned to what they had done for us, and I really wanted to
show them our appreciation. Don wouldn't hear of any kind of a thank you, but I
knew I could find a way to reciprocate sooner or later, and told them so.
As Judy and I were resting after our love-making later that night, she said,
"David, were you really serious about getting Don something he really wants?"
"Sure," I said, "anything within reason. He really helped us out when we needed
it."
"Well, I know what he wants." I waited. "He'd really like to have two girls in
bed at once."
"Sounds like a reasonable request. What should I do," I joked, "get him a
couple of hookers?"
"No, I'm sure that one of the girls would be his wife."
"Hmm, who would the other girl be?"
I was a little shocked when Judy said, "Well, if you didn't mind, I'd
volunteer." I didn't say anything for a couple of moments, and she said, "But
if you didn't want me to, I wouldn't. The only reason I'm bringing it up is
because you said that you'd get him anything he wants. Hey, you're getting hard
again. What's going on."
"Judy, I'm thinking about Don banging my beautiful, sexy wife, and it's turning
me on. Would you tell me about what happened when it's over?" She agreed, and
I gave her my okay, if she could talk Lisa and Don into it.
After we boinked around some more, Judy asked me, "Would you like to have a
threesome?"
"You and Lisa in the same bed? Gee, I don't know."
"Don't kid me, I saw you trying to get a peek down her neck tonight. Did you see
them?" I told her no, and she gave me her sympathies.
On Wednesday of the next week, Judy told me that she wouldn't be home until late
on Friday evening. "Opera," I asked, "or ballet?"
"Neither. Horizontal dancing." When I looked confused, she said seriously,
"Dear, I got Lisa to invite me over for dinner to her house on Friday. Yes, we
discussed what we could do for Don, and she agreed that it would be a very nice
thing to do. Now if you've changed your mind, I can call and cancel. Don
doesn't know about it yet, we're keeping it a surprise."
I didn't chicken out. I even decided to help her out. She had told me how much
Don loved her shaved pussy, and I did too. But she decided that it was a little
too much work to keep up. So I said that I would go into the office late on
Friday morning, and after I shaved my face, I would shave her legs and pussy.
When I followed through on my promise, I earned a world-class fuck for my
efforts.
That night, I came home from work at my normal time, and poured myself a drink.
Judy wasn't in the house, of course, and I got a hard on just thinking what Don
might be doing to her at that very moment. Over dinner, (Judy had left me some
microwave dish,) I kept thinking about it, and when I tried to read a book, I
couldn't concentrate at all. I considered masturbating, but I wanted to save it
for Judy when she got home. I was just walking around, trying not to think of
anything, and the phone rang.
Don's terrified voice cried out, "Dave, help me! They've got me tied up, and
I'm a prisoner. You've got to rescue me." After I was done laughing, he said,
"No, I'm serious. Get over here before they break something."
Next there was Lisa on the phone, imploring me to come over to join the party.
I didn't ask to speak to Judy, I just told her I was on the way.
A few moments later, I was in their driveway, and I walked to the front door.
There were no lights on in the house at all. I wondered if they had gone to a
motel or something. Then I noticed the front door was ajar. I went in and
called out, "Hey, anybody home?"
Don's voice came from the bedroom wing, and I carefully made my way there
through the darkness. Don kept hollering for me. When I walked in, someone
grabbed me from the back and held me. Whoever it was, she was nice and soft.
The lights came on, and there was beautiful Lisa in front of me, completely
nude. I saw Don flat on his back in the bed, undressed except for a corner of
the sheet over his midriff, and they really did have him tied up. Lisa and my
naked wife led me to the bed, and I allowed them to tie me up too, after they
had me down to the uniform of the day.
Then they had their way with me. Have you ever had one woman licking your balls
while the other is sucking your cock while she's got her shaved pussy in your
face? Or one girl sitting side saddle on your prick while the other is putting
a tit in your mouth and playing with your nipples? Try it some time.
They wouldn't untie me until I had ejaculated first into Lisa's pussy, and then
into Judy's. Since it took me a little while to get ready again, that meant
that there was quite a bit of time for me to satisfy them with my mouth. I
would have done it with my finger, but I couldn't get them to untie one of my
hands. Judy tried to climax on my big toe, but she couldn't get it to work.
The orgasm, I mean, not the toe. All this time they just ignored Don, except
that once in awhile they would reach over to pet a part of him that was sticking
up.
After they let us both out of bondage, we had something to drink, and Lisa
wanted to show me her erotic art collection. We tried a couple of the
positions, but I needed more practice. That stuff is hard! Judy and Don went
over onto a chair in the corner and amused themselves while this was going on.
We invited them over the next week, and it just kept going from there. One
evening, Don joked that he was going to divorce Lisa and marry Judy. Lisa just
looked at him and said, "Fine with me, Dave gives better head than you do
anyway. Don stuck his tongue out at her, and then stuck it out at my wife's
cunt, proving that he could so give good head. Or at least Judy said he did, I
wouldn't know. Lisa came over to me and said, "Well, where are we going on our
honeymoon?" I suggested a Caribbean cruise, and Judy said that she'd take her
new husband on one too.
The upshot was that we took that cruise, but we swapped wives. A real swap,
Judy wouldn't even let me kiss her on the mouth, much less see her in the nude.
We've been going like that ever since, either as mixed twosomes, threesomes or a
quad depending on the mood. What an education in the arts of love those three
people have given me!
After Judy caught me with Lisa the first time, I promised her that I'd never be
with another woman in my life. Excepting Lisa, I've kept that vow.
Do I have any regrets about way my life has turned out since that golf match
with Lisa? Only one -- I still wish Judy would take up golf.
At sunset of the day that Don and Lisa gave us The Joy of Sex, Judy and I
decided to take a drive. Along the way, we bumped into Smith's Ford. I pulled
into our old hangout, and Judy and I started making out. She suggested that we
get in back, and she stripped us both naked. Then she reached up in front and
put a cassette tape in the stereo. I figured it was Bach or Mozart, or maybe
even Yanni, but instead the strains came out. "I remember every little thing as
if it happened only yesterday. Parking by the lake and there was not another
car in sight."
I'm pretty sure I shot a wad into Judy's cunt from the rear just as the guy was
rounding third on his way to home. She was screaming for the home team!