Chapter 7 - Debbi and Marc
Getting Ready for the Trip to Spain
 
Dearest Joan

Here I sit on another gloomy Northeast Winter day wishing I was in Cancun with you all. Well, just another sixteen days and we're on our way to Sunny Spain.

Last week was a week of much needed emotional rest. We had about six inches of snow, but that was far below the 24 inches we were told to expect.

Then the next three days I was asked to substitute teach, and I jumped at it. It's the first time I worked since October, and I really enjoyed it. It took my mind off all the 'other' stuff that has been going on.

It also kept me out of the gym until yesterday (I use the StairMaster when I can't get to the gym, have to keep the 'gluts' in shape). As soon as my new 'friend' Victor saw me, he made a beeline to me. We talked for a little while. It finally got around to him asking me out 'some time'. Judy came out of the women's locker at the same time and saw us. Before I could make a fool of myself, she came up to us and gave a very cheery "Hi, Victor, trying for another conquest?" He mumbled something, turned red and excused himself.

Yeah. You got it. Judy has been with him. A couple of times, she told me. She said it was fun, very energetic, and he has 'quick recovery', so he got two in during his lunch break.

I'm definitely intrigued. Also, I’m very horny again. God, Joan, Marcellus has a three night trip next week. I'm so tempted....

Allison and I have been in touch. We have another shopping date next week, mostly to talk about how we are going to approach our 'night' together. She's very excited. So am I. Poor Marcellus, it will be a big night and he's missing all the anticipation excitement. I 'really' feel for him. NOT! 

Rick and Ann have a commitment from Marcellus for us all to get together after we come back from Spain. I'm looking forward to that as well. I told you about the need I feel to just be 'used' for someone else's pleasure. It's still with me. I guess it's my 'slutty' side.

Sunday March 18

Marcellus and I just got back from our St. Paddy's day celebration. We took a hotel room for Saturday night, went to the parade, back to the room, showered together (water economy, NOT!), made love, went to dinner and dancing. Back at the room marc had me on my back. He made love until he couldn't get it up any longer.

This morning there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, there was a little Korean girl standing there. In broken English, she told me she was my masseuse. I invited her in. She saw Marcellus, bowed and asked if she was on time. He smiled at me and asked me if she was. I giggled and told them both the timing was perfect.

She went to the bathroom, ran the shower, and stripped. She had a very beautiful body. Small breasts, shapely hips and lovely legs. Then she came back for me first. She got me into the shower with her and washed me with soapy hands, every inch of me. She rinsed me, and then got out. She took my hand and led me out. 

She dried me, and then herself. We went back to the bedroom. She lay me on my stomach and gave me a very *pleasurable* massage, ending between my legs with her mouth buried in my pussy. I couldn't stop cuming. WONDERFUL!!

Then she got Marcellus and repeated the shower and massage process. His massage was deeper than mine. When she finished, I invited her to fuck my husband. But he declined. He said he wanted me.

She stayed with us as he gave me a deep, powerfully-hard fucking. I'm still 
cuming. I had him again before he went to pick up the kids.

So, this weekend there was no threesome, foursome or sixsome, but a pretty 
damned good twosome.

I had lunch with Allison on Friday. I bought us matching blue pinned stripped suits, with short skirts. I saw a picture of a beautiful woman dressed in a suit jacket, garters hidden under the jacket, but obvious from the stocking tops that were reveled, because she wasn't wearing the skirt. I want Allison and me in this outfit (sin skirt) for Marcellus when he comes home that first Friday after we get back from Espana (tilde understood).

Which reminds me. They played a few Salsas where we danced last night. As we danced, the other dancers stepped back and watched us. Marcellus's cousins taught him Spanish (actually Puerto Rican) dancing when he would see them, not too often, but often enough to get really good. 

I don't know if I told you. His father was born in Puerto Rico. Marcellus has a cousin who was a history instructor. He did the research. I saw pictures of his grandmother and she was a Spanish beauty. Both of his grandparents roots go directly back to Spain. Marc's mother is Scots/Irish. I'm just Irish, so boring.

Marcellus leaves tomorrow afternoon for LA/SF. He will be back on the Red Eye 
Thursday. I'll see him Friday night, wiped out, I'm sure.

Judy has been suggesting I 'try Victor' (the private trainer at the gym) 'on for size'. I'm sooo tempted. She said if I don't want to take him home, we could have him to her house on his day off, for lunch. I'm not sure she has food in mind.

What do you think? 

Love
Debbi

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3/22/01 
Dearest Joan

Sorry, I didn't wait for your reply about Victor. Monday he hit on me again. Judy asked him to lunch with her Tuesday, right in front of me, and then asked if I'd like to join them. I turned her down. 

Monday night, Victor called me at home. I was really pissed. I asked who gave him my number, and he told me he got it off my registration card. I scared him when I told him I should call the gym and report him. He begged me not to, and then begged me to meet him for a drink. 

After pleading and begging (the power God gave us over men is awesome some times) I relented and told him I'd meet him Tuesday at a lounge at the Mall, thinking it was public enough to thwart any overt advances, and that Judy would have already taken some of the 'starch' out of him.

When I got there, he was outside waiting for me. He told me he saw someone from the gym going in, and maybe it wasn't a good idea for us to be there. I don't know if it was the truth or not, but I couldn't take a chance. 

We went to his car and he drove us to a very quiet place nearby. After a few drinks and a lot of male BS, I told him I wasn't in a position to go out with him right now, etc. He drove us back to my out-of-the-way parking space at the Mall. I let him kiss me. 

I even let him get his hand inside my coat and fondle my breasts, after feigning reluctance. But I stopped him from putting his hand under my skirt. I REALLY didn't want to stop him, but did anyway. I was afraid if he touched my pussy he'd have had me. And I don't have him under full control yet.

I also found out he doesn't know who my husband is. Wait until he finds out!

I got home just in time for Marcellus's call from the Coast. I'm glad. I didn't want to miss his call.

Thankfully I bought that vibrator!!!

So I'm not sure I did the right thing, but I'll take your advice about telling Marcellus about Victor. Maybe while he's buried inside me in romantic Sevilla.

I'll talk to Allison about having Marcellus blindfolded and 'secured' to the bed. I think she should be part of the planning. After all, it is her first time, the one she'll remember for ever, I hope. I want it to be perfect for her. That way it will be perfect for me as well. I really like her. I think I told you.

The 'Little Korean Girl' was, I guess, in her late teens or early twenties. But she looked very young. Marcellus got the number from one of his associates who uses a massage parlor to 'entertain' clients. I'm sure Marcellus has entertained there as well, but I'm not going to embarrass him by asking. If he has, I believe he has never had sex with any of the girls. Am I being too naive?

He had his friend call and arrange for a masseuse to be at our hotel. It turned out to be her. It was fun!!! And, yes she did get his big dong in her mouth. With me sitting on his face watching her. I could tell when he was going to cum. I jumped off his face and told him to put it in her. But, as you know, he didn't.

Yes, the more other women he has, the better my chances of having whom ever I want. And, yes, Victor is one of those. I spent the last two nights fantasizing about him.

I've told you so much about me. I'm going to tell you something else that scares me. I have a desire to be spanked. I wanted Marcellus to spank me when he had me tied up. Am I going to far? Is this part of my 'need' to be used? Hey, sorry, but you've become my mentor. Anonymity makes all questions possible.

Love
Debbi

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3/24/01
Victor Meets His Match      
	
Dearest Joan

The funniest thing happened on the way to Spain. But let me start at the beginning. I hope you get as much of a kick out of this as I did!!!

My kids stayed at Marcellus's mom's last night. We had a wonderful time, just the two of us, cocktails and sex, dinner and sex, the movies and sex. And then sex.

Well that's not the story, but it sure was fun.

There was a college lacrosse game today to which Marcellus took our son. Our son loves going to games, Marcellus is still close to the coach, and they get to go into the locker room after games. Fun if they win, not so much if they lose. They are not back yet, so I don't know 'fun' or 'not'.

Because we were rushed, Marcellus and I went to the gym together this morning. We haven't been there together in years. I am so excited I can hardly type. Marcellus got out of the men's locker room before me, and was on a mat stretching when I came out. I got down beside him to stretch when who should come by for a chat. Of course you know... Victor.  He wasn't to subtle either.

As he was making his moves, Marcellus looked up and said, "Gee, Victor, I didn't know you knew my wife." I thought Victor was about to puke. Red in the face would be an emmense understatement. I looked at Marcellus, hoping he wasn't pissed. But I saw that devilish smirk of his taking shape, and I began to breathe again. Not so Victor.

He did his best Fred Flintstone imitation, 'humadahumadahumada'. I almost felt sorry for him. Then Marcellus put the frosting on it, "Hey, don't stop on my account. I'll just go lift a little." He got up and walked away.

"Geez, I didn't know you were Marc's wife. I never would have stepped out of line."

"Oh, it's okay, Victor. Marcellus understands some guys just can't get over me." I felt IN CONTROL!!!

On the way home, Marcellus asked how long that was gong on. I told him for a few weeks, but that I had fended it off.

He then said to me, "He's a good looking guy. Don't tell me you didn't think about it."

"The truth is," what a chance I took, "he hit on me while you were away, and I was so affected, I fantasized about him and masterbated thinking about him fucking me. Does that make you angry with me?"

"No, not really. But I'd be upset if you met him on your own. Would you like us to have him over some night?"

I couldn't believe it!!! I took his hand off the steering wheel and pressed it against my pussy.

"I guess that heat means 'Yes.' Can we trust him to keep his mouth shut?" I didn't want to mention Judy to him, so I just told him I was pretty sure he would.

I reached over and held his cock all the way to his mom's house. I can't wait for the kids to go to sleep tonight. I also can't wait for Thursday at 6:30 PM, at the airport.

There are so many scenarios going through my sex induced mind lately. I'm wet all the time these days.

Love

Debbi

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My Dear Friend Debbi...

I was really interested in your various notes about Victor... how he was hitting on you... how you really wanted to give him a try... how you decided to wait (as I suggested)... how Marcellus ended up seeing Victor hit on you again... and how Marcellus is the one now suggesting that you guys "have Victor over some night"... for your pleasure.  WOW... want a series of events.  How wonderful it is when you can enjoy all that sexual openness between you and Marc, and still end up having what you want!  I sure am glad you waited.

About your "need to just be 'used' for someone else's pleasure".......
This is not an unusual female fantasy.  And, it can be a really fun fantasy to play out.  You may even want to tell Marcellus how you feel... share this intimate 'secret' with him.  He won't think you are weird or anything.  I suggest you even 'confide' in him about your 'secret desire' to be spanked.  I think he will love you all the more for sharing those inner thoughts with him.  

I sincerely hope that you and Marcellus have a really wonderful time in Spain.  Do some crazy things together.  And, remember to tell me all about it upon your return.

In the meantime, I thought you would enjoy this letter I just received:
	My husband and I are also most interested in the sort of 
experiences you have enjoyed. 
	I'm 40, Ivy-educated, and have had other lovers almost constantly 
during our marriage.  
	My husband is a big, handsome guy, a college athlete, who first 
started sharing his other girlfriends with guys when he was in 
college. 
	Over the years, we have evolved into a situation where he loves 
taking a backseat to my lovers, and helping out however directed. 
This is so erotic.  And our special 	turn-on is younger, hip, 
take-charge black guys...
	We would love to read your stories, particularly those with 
husbands who clean up, black lovers, and elegant, upscale 
couples who are into this lifestyle.  We have discovered that 
a great treat is to take one of my younger lovers with us to 
Europe for a couple of weeks... so hot.  We are renting a 
house this summer in the south of France, and one of my 
lovers will join for a month or so.
	(name deleted)

Yes Debbi... there are lots more folks out there just like us!  I plan to write to this lady.  I will keep you posted.

Enjoy your trip.  My love to Marcellus.
Joan

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3/28/01 (from Debbi)	 
	
Dearest Friend

I miss your notes so much, it is the highlight of my day when you write.

We leave tomorrow, can't wait. I asked Marc if I have to call him 'Don Miguel' while we're in Spain. He said it would be a good idea (lol, both of us). Anyway, I just might.

I saw Victor at the club Monday. He asked if I would come to Judy's house Tuesday (yesterday) for 'lunch'. I told him I'd think about it, but that I was very much concerned with his keeping his discretion, as was Marcellus. He looked at me a little quizzically, and so I told him that if he's a good boy, maybe Marcellus would let him come over and spend the night with us. God, the look on his face. Shock, excitement and a lot of other emotions.

Finally, he came down to earth and blurted out, "With Marc?" I told him there could be no other way. It had to be with him there and participating.

He said he'd never done anything like that before. I assured him he'd have the time of his life. Damn, I know I will.

Joan, I was so wet and shaking so much, I could hardly do my aerobics.

So yesterday, about noon, I showed up at Judy's. I knew he would be there about 11:30, so I was being a little devilish. Thought I'd catch them in a compromising position. I did.

I knocked and entered, as I usually do. Then I called out for Judy. I could hear them scurrying upstairs. Judy came to the head of the stairs, with her shorty robe on, looked down and said, "You always did have great timing."

"Sorry, Honey. Am I late for lunch?" I asked in a naive tone?

Victor came up behind her, naked, his hard cock swinging in the breeze. She laughed and said, "No I was just feeding him his first course. Want to be his second course?"

"Victor, would you like to eat me a little?" He looked at Judy, she shrugged, and he came down the stairs to take me back up. I stopped him.

"No, Victor, in the den, and all you're going to do is eat me." He agreed.

By the way, he has a VERY nice cock. Not as long as Marcellus's, but a little thicker, and cut. Marcellus's isn't cut.

We went to the den. I pulled up my skirt and off with my panties. I sat in the easy chair, scooted my bottom to the edge and raised my legs over the arms.

Victor got down on his knees, buried his face in my pussy and licked for all he was worth. Judy came over and we exchanged kisses (first since our night with Marcellus). Victor never looked up.

Judy left us for a few minutes. I didn't care, I was in heaven. She came back in the room with a dildo strapped to her, got down behind Victor, and slowly shoved it up his bottom.

This girl has really been experiencing sex MUCH more than I would have thought.

Joan, she made him cum as he was eating me. When I saw him cumming, I came as well. It was so erotic.

When we were finished, Judy took off the dildo and gave it to Victor to wash for her. When he was out of the room, I asked her when she got that. She told me she got it for me, but one day put it on for Victor. She said he got so excited he got up on his knees, and she did it for him. There's a clitoral stimulator on her end that give her pleasure as she uses it.

I asked her if Ted knows about all this. She really surprised me telling me that he did.

I left them alone to enjoy the rest of their 'lunch hour'.

Judy has gone so far beyond were I ever thought of being. I'm not sure I want to join her in all of it. But Victor sure did a good job on my pussy. The best ever.

Now, I just hope he does show some real discretion.

We return next Thursday. Marcellus is going to the office on Friday. I asked his mom to keep the kids until Sunday. She agreed. So, Friday night, guess who's coming to dinner... Allison!

I REALLY CAN'T WAIT!!!

We thought out a lot of scenarios, and Allison is most comfortable with her coming over before Marcellus gets home from the office. She and I will be dressed as I said... hair up in a 'professional working woman's sweep', double breasted (boy are they ever, hers I mean) jackets, garters, stockings and high heels, and nada otra (practicing for Friday).

I'll have the camcorder on to take advantage of the surprise my Man will experience. Can't wait, I think I'd rather have that night than the trip to Spain. No, not really, but I'm excited for him and for her, yeah and me too.

I look forward to hearing about Cancun. I just hope there are adventures in Spain to write about. 

I'll miss you

Debbi

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A Note from Marc      
3/29/01 	 
	
Hi Joan

Just thought I'd drop you a note.

As you know, I'm taking my Chica to Spain today. I can't wait. I have desired her all to myself for several months. We've had a few days, but not really alone like this will be. This will be a great opportunity to explore the new US.

You should see what she's wearing to the airport. She's OUTRAGEOUS!!! Short skirt, thigh highs, no bra, she looks like she wants to get laid in the plane. I just hope I don't have competition. Did you put her up to this (lol)?

Really, she looks so beautiful. Sometimes I look at her and realize how lucky I am to have her, and my eyes well up with tears. DON'T YOU TELL ANY ONE I SAID THAT, I'm supposed to be macho man (LOL).

Did Debbi tell you about the guy at the gym who I caught hitting on her? He's pretty young. I'll bet she was really flattered and, I'm sure, pretty tempted. I know she's a hot blooded woman, and I like the thought of that. 

What I don't know for sure is, does she want someone else without me there? Would she NEED extracurricluar sex? I'm beinging to realize there is a difference between love and sex. 

Well, Adios amiga.

Marc

For more of Debbi and Marc’s adventures, see Chapter 8.