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A Perfect Wife Part One

By AnnabelleandJay

Bill Raines swirled the drink in his glass and took another large swallow. "This is 
perfect," he thought to himself. "Just perfect." His party for the neighborhood was a big 
hit. He and his wife, Allison, had only lived in the upscale, suburban neighborhood for 
six months, but after attending three of these neighborhood bashes, he felt it was his time 
to host one. And this one seemed to be a huge success.

He and Allison, along with their two young children, had relocated only months ago, but 
everyone seem happy with the move. But Bill most of all. His new job brought with it a 
salary that made the large house in the posh, suburban village possible. And his 26-year-
old wife, Allison, was happier that ever before in their six-year-old marriage. The birth of 
their two children, now ages 2 and 4, had not taken a toll on Allison's looks. On the 
contrary, Bill thought, Allison looked better than ever. A 5' 7" brunette, she worked out 
obsessively to keep her body in shape. And her breasts, enlarged to 36Cs by the birth of 
their kids, had not diminished when she lost the little bit of extra weight that came with 
the pregnancies. Now her large breasts stood out conspicuously on her slim body. She 
was certainly a real looker and Bill knew it. "No," he mused to himself. "She's perfect."

Bill looked at his glass and took another drink as he jumped back into a conversation with 
a near-by neighbor, Frank. Bill had only met the older man once at an earlier party, but 
Bill could tell from their conversation that Frank was successful, powerful and 
accustomed to taking charge. 

"So, tell me Frank," Bill said, "How do you stay so fit? I bust my ass in the gym every 
day, but you look in twice the shape I'm in. And you've got a few years on me"

The 55-year-old man smiled and replied, "Bill, you know how they say that every time 
you have sex, it's like running a mile?"  Bill laughed and nodded in agreement, as Frank 
continued.

"Well, do you see that lady over there?" Frank said indicating his wife, Sandy, standing 
across the room engaged in conversation with a small clutch of neighborhood women, 
including Allison. "That, my boy, is a triathlon - an Ironman, sweat-pouring-out, ball 
draining, totally exhausting, triathlon. Every time."

Both men held their eyes on Sandy, who stopped abruptly in her conversation and noticed 
their fixed stares. "What," Sandy mouthed silently to Frank from across the room, 
obviously puzzled by their looks.

Frank just smiled and shook his head and turned back to Bill. "And that, my boy, is how I 
stay in shape."

"A triathlon, huh?" replied Bill, still staring at the average looking, 55 year old 
housewife. "Well, Frank, if you ever need any help with your workouts, just give me a 
call," Bill said, and the two shared a small burst of laughter. Just as quickly, the 
conversation shifted to yard care and swimming pool cleaning tips.

Several hours passed and the party was beginning to wind down.  Bill was busy accepting 
thanks and seeing neighbors to the door. He suddenly realized that Frank and Sandy were 
standing next to him. Sandy was standing so close, in fact, that one of her large breasts 
was firmly pressing against his arm.

"Great party," Sandy said, and leaned in and kissed Bill on the cheek.

"Thanks. So glad you guys could make it," replied Bill, as his eyes took a quick 
inventory. 

He had never really noticed Sandy until now, but he suddenly realized what a beauty this 
mature woman was. He quickly focused on her long legs supporting her 5'9" stature. Her 
smartly cut blonde hair framed an attractive face, more attractive than he had first 
realized. "Funny," Bill thought, "I hadn't noticed that," catching a glimpse of the black, 
seamed stockings Sandy was wearing. His mind was instantly filled images of this 
mature, blonde beauty naked in front of him. Just as quickly, he snapped back to the 
present, realizing the awkward moment he'd just created. 

"Well, thanks and we'll see you later," Frank said and the couple started to the door.

"Oh!" Sandy said, as if remembering something and the couple stepped back toward Bill. 
"Frank says you've offered your services to fuck me. Come on over tomorrow night." 
And they were gone, out the open door and into the night.

Bill felt as if he'd just been hit between the eyes with a sledgehammer. In stunned silence, 
he stared out the open door and into the darkness, confused and dazed. Had he really 
heard what he thought he'd heard? No, it's not possible. It's just his mind picking up on 
Frank's comment from earlier in the evening. "No! No!" he thought, "She did say it."

"Who said what?"  a familiar voice said in his ear. 

Bill realized that he had uttered his thoughts aloud and turned quickly to see Allison next 
to him, smiling.

"Nothing. Nobody," he said, trying to appear composed.

"Great party," Allison said and kissed him quickly. "Now we just have to get the 
stragglers out and we can go to bed." She smiled, turned and walked away as Bill 
watched her fabulous ass sway inside the short, black cocktail dress. He was sure she was 
adding to the wiggle to tease him. And it was working. Then, just as quickly, her image 
faded to become a tall blonde with seamed stockings. "What have I gotten myself into?" 
he pondered, as he moved to close the front door.

The following day had to be the longest in his life. Bill Raines could not think of 
anything except the impending night and what promised to be an evening of wild 
adventurous sex with the woman up the street. Well, the couple up the street, to be more 
accurate. He had never done anything like this before, a threesome. His sex life could 
actually be said to be pretty tame. He and Allison were married in college, and soon the 
kids came along. Except for two or three high school sweethearts, Bill hadn't had sex 
with any other woman, only Allison. And he had been her first and only partner, losing 
her virginity to him their sophomore year in college. And since the arrival of the kids, he 
sensed their sex life was becoming both boring and pretty predictable. Every time he 
suggested something new, she had cut him off and pouted for days. It was clear that she 
just wasn't knowledgeable or worldly enough to spice up their sex lives. And now, since 
their move and his new job, he had just quit trying to get her interested in attempting new 
things.  His career certainly was now the most important thing in his life. 

No, he had never cheated on his wife before. "But this isn't really cheating. They're a 
couple and I'm not interested in leaving Allison," he rationalized. "So technically, it won't 
really be cheating."

That evening, Bill kissed Allison on the cheek and threw his gym bag over his shoulder.

"I'm off to the gym. Be back later," he said.

"Kinda late to be working out, isn't it?" Allison questioned nonchalantly, as she read a 
magazine resting in her lap.

"Nope. It's the best time," Bill lied. "All of the exercise equipment is available."

And he was out the door, and into the car. A quick trip took him around the block, where 
he parked the car and found himself almost running around the corner and up to the 
neighbor's front door. Bill quietly rapped on the door as if the sound might carry to his 
house down the street. The door swung open almost immediately and Frank was there, a 
drink in each hand.

Smiling, Frank said "Glad you're here. I was afraid I was going to have to do this all by 
myself tonight. Here, drink this. You'll need it."

The older man put his arm around the young man's shoulder and ushered him into the 
house. Soft sounds of sultry jazz filled the dimly lit living room as the two men entered.

"Relax. Have a seat. Sandy will be down in a minute." Frank said, gesturing to the large 
leather sectional sofa. "I hope you got some rest today, my boy. Sandy has been looking 
forward to this."

But Bill did not answer. His attention was focused elsewhere. He was watching the 
emergence down the curved stairs of a pair of the longest legs he had ever seen in his life. 
The legs glistened in the black, seamed stockings that covered them, held up by a black 
satin garter belt. A lump formed in Bill's throat and in his trousers simultaneously, as 
more of the figure emerged on the staircase. As Sandy arrived at the bottom of the stairs, 
she slowly turned around offering both men a moment to look her over. Bill could hardly 
believe his eyes. This mature, 50-something year old was the sexiest woman ever put on 
the face of the earth. She wore a floor length, sheer black nightgown revealing an 
amazing body underneath. It wasn't the body of an anorexic television star or selfish18-
year-old.   This was a real woman, Bill thought to himself. 

Her round hips curved the ways hips were supposed to. And her ass, framed by the back 
garters of the garterbelt rounded to form that perfect spot where the cheek meets the leg.  
Bill longed to touch her there and cup his hands under her ass checks. His eyes traveled 
up her body, revealing more delights as the sheer gown swirled from her turning. Her 
large breasts were bursting out of the black satin shelf bra, which did nothing to contain 
them, but merely push them out further. Bill couldn't even begin to guess - 38DD, 40D? 
Were they real? Implants? The only thing he was sure of was that they were perfect. Her 
large, erect nipples pushed out against the sheer fabric of the gown as she stopped turning 
and stared at Bill.

"Well?" Sandy purred. "Don't tell me you two don't like it. I've spent the better part of 
three hours doing this." 

She smiled and slowly began to walk toward Bill, each step accentuated by her long, 
gentle strides. Sitting on the sofa, Bill could only watch as she came over to him, her 5 
inch black patent high heels clicking softly on the marble floor. Sandy stopped at the 
edge of the sofa, standing with her feet between Bill's legs.

"What do you think?" Sandy asked.

"Absolutely amazing! You're beautiful!" Bill uttered, not knowing where to look next. 
His eyes final settled on the spot directly in front of his eyes as she stood over him - her 
crotch. The sheer, tiny g-string she was wearing revealed Sandy's clean-shaven mound 
and swollen vaginal lips. He had often wished Allison would shave her pubic hair, but 
she had always laughed off his requests and then pouted. "God, this woman is so hot!" 
Bill thought to himself, noticing the dampness that was now beginning to saturate her 
sheer g-string. 

"Oh, you like that?" Sandy said noticing his gaze fixed on her crotch. Fluidly, she lifted 
one hand and began rubbing her cunt through the flimsy fabric. Bill's cock was becoming 
so hard, that he had to reach down and adjust himself.

"Yes, I see you do like that," Sandy teased and pulled aside the flimsy g-string as she 
slipped two fingers into her swollen, shaved cunt.

"Well, I can see we're not going to waste any time here," said Frank, as he came up 
behind his wife and wrapped one arm around her breasts as his other hand dipped into her 
crotch. He inserted one of his fingers, adding to the two Sandy already had inside herself. 
She gave out a long, soft moan and Frank worked his fingers around his wife's vaginal 
lips. Bill wasn't sure, but guessed this exhibition was for his benefit.

"Bill, if you see anything you like, you just jump right in," Frank added. With that, Bill 
quickly slid forward off of the sofa and onto his knees, burying his tongue into Sandy's 
cunt that was being spread wide before his eyes. 

"Ohhh, gooood," Sandy moaned. "He knows how to use his tongue." And she moaned 
again. Bill could feel Frank slipping off her gown and guiding Sandy's hips to the side, 
and easing her down onto her back and onto the sofa. During all of the movement, Bill's 
mouth never left Sandy's opening, as he was now rolling her clit between his teeth and 
tongue. Bill lifted his eyes to see that Frank had quickly slipped out of his trousers and 
was now steering his hardened cock into Sandy's mouth. 

"Geeez, this guy is hung like a horse," Bill thought, as he looked at Frank's, large rigid 
cock bobbing up and down, just inches from Sandy's open mouth.  She opened her mouth 
wider and slowly eased Frank's entire large penis into her mouth and slowly down her 
throat. 

"Jesus, that must be what they mean when they say experience counts," Bill thought to 
himself, admiring the skill with which Sandy easily deep throated all nine inches offered 
to her. "Well, I may not have 9-inches," Bill thought, "but I'll make up for it in stamina." 

And he redoubled his attention to Sandy's pouting cunt lips. He pushed his tongue deep 
into her vagina and was rewarded as she grabbed the back of his head and began grinding 
her cunt against his face. He locked onto her swollen clit and began to rapidly swirl his 
tongue, sending her into violent jerks with her hips. He could feel her body tensing and 
contracting under his touch as she approached orgasm. Faster and faster Bill lapped and 
sucked at her clit until he knew she was there. Her body tensed and she dug her nails into 
his scalp as she body began to shudder. And Bill could tell the exact moment she came. A 
delicious tasting wash of juices poured into his mouth, making her cunt drip with the 
sweetest nectar he had ever tasted. This was truly an amazing woman, he thought to 
himself.

With Sandy's body still shuddering from her orgasm, Bill could see that Frank was about 
to cum in her mouth. The younger man watched in amazement as the woman pulled the 
massive cock out of her mouth just at the moment her husband climaxed and caught the 
shower of cum in her open mouth. Spurt after spurt of Frank's semen filled her mouth and 
began to run down her chin.

"Damn, this guy has a hell of a load," Bill thought, amazed by the quantity of cum Frank 
was pouring into his wife's mouth. Sandy was swallowing as fast as she could, but 
couldn't keep up, as large globs began to drop from her chin onto her breasts. Streams fell 
out of her mouth and down onto her massive chest until Frank finally gave out and 
slumped back onto the sofa, near Sandy's head. 

"Damn, that's good. I need a drink," Frank bellowed, got up and headed to the bar. 

Sandy locked her eyes seductively on Bill's, smiled and slowly began smearing the 
creamy droplets of cum over her swollen breast.  Just as slowly, her tongue slid out and 
began to lick the remaining cum dripping from her dark red lips.
"Oh God, does this woman have any idea what's she doing to me," Bill groaned to 
himself as he watched her tease him, now smearing the ripples of cum around her chest. 
Then he realized the stupidity of his thought. Yes, this woman knew exactly what she 
was doing to him. And he loved every minute of it. 

The ache in his crotch was now beyond compare. He had to fuck this woman now, or his 
body was going to explode. Quickly, Bill slid out of his trousers as he watched Sandy 
smoothly slide the soaking g-string down her long legs and throw it across the room at 
Frank with a laugh. Bill was harder than he had ever been in his life as he fell on top of 
her quickly buried his cock into her up to the hilt. Instantly, they fell into a rhythm and he 
began pumping his rigid penis into her, slowly at first and then moments of incredible 
frenzy, followed by more slow, long strokes. They went on like that for what Bill thought 
must have been an hour. Sandy would speed up and grind her pelvic bone deep and hard 
against him, then back off and settle into long, slow thrusts against him.


Without saying anything, Sandy lifted her legs up and threw them on top of Bill's 
shoulders. For a moment, he seemed lost.

"Take my ankles, sweetie," she said smoothly.

Bill grabbed her ankles and in an instant her legs were spread wide in front of him.  Her 
hips and cunt now tilted upward as he spread her legs apart. His dripping cock bobbed in 
the air as he stared down into the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her smooth 
shaved cunt opened wide, the red swollen vaginal lips gaped open and wet from their 
wild fucking.  Her tight, pink asshole was now in view as her ass was raised off of the 
sofa. He pushed her ankles further back toward her head and her beautiful round ass 
curved up to meet him, her cunt lips sliding even wider apart. The beauty of this older 
woman's vagina stunned him, as he looked deep into her opening. 

"A thing of beauty and amazement, isn't it," said Frank returning and noticing the 
expression on Bill's face. 

Frank gently reached down between his wife's spread legs and with his fingers parted 
Sandy's pouting cunt lips. The rich pink cavity now opened up before him. Bill's 
throbbing cock bounced inches away from the hot opening, and with no further restraint 
available, he plunged between the older man's fingers and deep into the upturned tunnel. 
He was now wild with passion, pushing Sandy's legs wider apart and wanting to go 
deeper and deeper into her beauty. 

Frank began rubbing his wife's massive breasts and rolling her swollen erect nipples 
between his fingers. Sandy was moaning with pleasure as Bill pushed her stiletto heels up 
past her head, her black stocking clad legs, now damp with sweat. He could feel the 
rumble, the familiar burning deep in his loins, as he knew he was about to cum. He drove 
his stiff cock deeper and deeper into her generous opening, pushing against the inside 
wall, changing the angle and driving against the top and rubbing hard against her clit. He 
was sure which of them was controlling this, but he was sure that this was the fuck of a 
lifetime. Then it came. Wave after wave of pleasure and pain captured his body, as his 
muscles spasmed and jerked. He felt hot torrents of his juice racing through him and 
pouring into her. She pushed her hips against him, pushing first then pulling as she 
milked the last drops of cum from his aching balls.

Bill collapsed on top of Sandy, pressing his lips against hers, tasting both the softness of 
her mouth and the salty remnants of Frank's semen. But he didn't care. She had a kiss that 
would suck the life out of a man and he was now lost inside her, his tongue swirling 
together with hers. Slowly, he pulled his sweat-covered body off of her and sat upright. 
He looked down and saw his semen begin to seep out of her glistening cunt. Sandy 
paused a moment, as if posing for Bill to look at her, then quickly rolled over and 
grabbed Frank's now-resurrected cock. After a couple of quick pumps with her hand, 
Sandy climbed on top of Frank and deftly slipped his large cock into her dripping cunt. 
With one swift push, Frank was deep inside his wife and she was bouncing away on top 
of him, as Bill stared directly into her round, spread ass with one amazing view of her 
cunt being split by Frank's large member. 

Sandy was like a wild woman, pumping madly up and down on top of her husband. Bill 
thought that she was going to give the poor guy a heart attack, as he thrust madly to keep 
up. After several minutes of watching their fucking frenzy, Bill could feel his own cock 
begin to stir again.  Provoked by the sight of Sandy's cunt getting absolutely reamed, Bill 
leaned forward and began to rub the woman's well-rounded ass. Within seconds of his 
touch, Sandy threw her head back and howled.

"Ohh, yes," she grunted. "Do it! Touch me!  Stick your finger in my ass!"

Obediently, Bill slid his hand over and began to rub Sandy's tightly puckered asshole in a 
small circular motion. He had trouble keeping his fingers on the small dark opening as 
Sandy continued to bounce madly, impaled on Frank's cock.

"Stick you tongue in my ass!" Sandy screamed. "Now! Do it!"

Instantly her curved ass stopped it's wild gyrating motion and hung, frozen in space, 
inches in front of Bill's face. Frank had ceased his thrusts, as they were both clearly 
waiting for Bill to respond to Sandy's order. He had never done anything like this before. 
Anal sex was always a strict taboo with Allison, and even touching her there would bring 
an end to any idea of sex. Now, here was this beautiful, experienced woman telling him 
to stick his tongue in her asshole. And he really wanted to.

Slowly, he inched his face down into the woman's ass cheeks and began licking her 
wrinkled, brown opening. Sandy let out a deep, slow moan as Bill pushed his tongue 
forward and into her tight,  but yielding anus. He could taste the strong, dark flavor of her 
ass as he worked his tongue deeper and deeper. Then, almost as if unlocking a door, he 
heard her exhale deeply and he felt her sphincter muscles totally relax and give way to his 
probing tongue.

"There. How's that?" Sandy said, acknowledging that she had indeed, opened up. "You 
like that?" she asked.

But Bill could only make muffled, contented grunts as he pressed his face deeper and 
deeper between her spread cheeks, dipping more and more of her dark, rich flavor out 
with his tongue. Then he felt her ass begin to start slowly moving back and forth, easing 
first, then pressing harder against his mouth and tongue. He could feel Frank's wet cock 
now sliding against the bottom of his chin, and feel with his tongue and the stiff penis 
filling the nearby opening. 

In almost a whisper too low to be heard, Sandy exhaled," Yesssss. Now fuck me in the 
ass." She reached back and with both hands pulled her ass cheeks far apart, stretching her 
upturned backside wide and offering herself to him.

"I need that hard cock in my tight asshole," she moaned.

 With those words, Bill felt a sharp tug as his dick responded to the request before his 
brain did. He had often dreamed about something like this, but had long since given up 
on it really happening. Now, not only was he going to get to fuck a beautiful woman in 
the ass, and a real woman at that, but he was going to double penetrate her with her 
husband. "Perfect," he thought. "Absolutely fucking perfect."

With one final lick of her asshole, Bill rose up and positioned himself between Frank's 
legs. He looked down and saw that Sandy's anus dilated and open, gaping almost an inch 
wide. 

"This fucking woman is unbelievable!" he thought to himself as he lifted his erect cock 
and positioned the head against her ready asshole. As soon as he started to push, he 
realized that Frank had been waiting for him and was preparing to thrust also. As if on 
command, both he and Frank drove deep at the same time into the widely spread blond. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHH," Sandy moaned. "YEEEEESS. FUCK ME!"

Bill and Frank repeated their simultaneous thrusts over and over, each man slowly pulling 
back and then quickly pounding in at the same time. Each time, Bill pulled back, he could 
clearly see the brown, rubbery ring of Sandy's asshole clutching tightly onto his dick as 
he moved. "Amazing," he thought. She was relaxing her asshole on the downstroke and 
clenching it tight as he withdrew. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He could 
feel the other man's cock sliding along with his, separated by only the thinnest of tissues 
as they both moved together as one. 

After several minutes of this deep double pounding, Bill could tell that Sandy was on her 
way to one major orgasm.  He felt her body tense up, and she gave out a large gasp, 
followed by a long, low moan as he felt her shudder and shake between the two men. She 
seemed frozen in her moment of ecstasy and then collapsed onto Frank's chest, with both 
dicks still crammed in her. Without missing a beat, Frank drove his cock deep into his 
limp wife, and Bill then followed, alternating their strokes. Sandy took only a moment or 
two to recover from her orgasm and started moaning again, as each man followed the 
other, alternating thrust after thrust. 

Bill couldn't believe the sexual appetite of this woman. The two men continued to 
alternate strokes, sawing back and forth with Sandy writhing and moaning between them. 
Frank would push hard into her cunt, and then Bill would drive deep into her ass and she 
just kept wanting more. Finally, after ten minutes of the hardest fucking that he'd ever 
known, Bill started to feel the deep burning and pressure forming in his balls. He knew he 
had only moments before he erupted into Sandy's loose and stretched asshole. He started 
pumping furiously, plunging his aching cock wildly into her anus as if his life depended 
on it.  

Sensing the break of alternating rhythm that had gone on for so long, Sandy started 
bucking wildly, pushing her ass back hard against the younger man's thrusts.  With that, 
Frank grabbed his wife's rounded hips and began pistoning in short hard strokes. The 
contagious frenzy exploded as the three of them came at the same time, Bill and Frank 
draining spurt after spurt into Sandy's openings. She was heaving herself back and forth 
and Bill could feel Sandy clamping her sphincter muscles hard around his dick, milking 
his cock with each pump.

Bill was expecting her to relax her ass muscles and let his drained cock fall out, but 
instead he could feel her clamping down even tighter, vice-like around his dick. So he 
continued to pump into her ass and was suddenly amazed that within moments his body 
was responding to the tightness of her ass with another orgasm.

"Oh, God. I'm cumming again!" Bill shouted, pumping with renewed energy. 
"Aaaawwwww," he roared, as a second round of his hot fluid flooded deep into her 
bowels.  Five, six, seven surges as he emptied into her ass. "God, she's gonna rip my dick 
off if she keeps this up," he thought to himself. And then he felt her ease, release her 
muscles, and slowly his reddened cock plopped out of her rectum. 

Exhausted and drained, he fell forward resting on top of both Sandy and Frank. "Never 
before. Never," he murmured and moved to kiss Sandy who had turned to look at him. He 
had never had anything like that happen, coming twice, one right after another. "You're 
amazing," he said as his mouth found hers. 

"That's not bad, for a first time," Frank said smiling. 

Then, all three broke into laughter as they lay in a sweating heap on the sofa. Panting and 
laughing, Bill just shook his head.  Bill stopped laughing when he noticed that Frank had 
stopped laughing and was looking at something across the room. Turning back over his 
shoulder, Bill was suddenly filled with an icy jolt, as his brain registered what his eyes 
were seeing. There, standing in the middle of the living room floor, was Allison, Bill's 
wife.

Bill didn't know how long she had been standing there, but clearly it was long enough. 
He could see her clinched fists and flushed complexion, as she stood and glared at him.

"Honey, I can" was all he got out before Allison turned quickly and ran out the door. 
Grabbing his trousers, Bill struggled to get them on as he ran out the door after her. 
Trailing her down the dark street, he could see her run into their house and slam the door 
with an ear shattering crash. 

Bill half-heartedly tried the front door, but knew it would be locked. And it was. Finding 
the side garage door open, Bill walked through his darkened house and up to his bedroom 
door. It was firmly locked.

End of Part One

