This story is copyright ©1999 by Adam Gunn. All rights
reserved.
This story was previously released
under the author name of Mr. Backgammon
The Dueling Duets:
Dave's Erudition
By Adam Gunn
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
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.
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. Lisa 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.
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.
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.
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 her. 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.
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, dressed like
a whore with stockings, a black negligee and a tight black and
gold necklace. 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!