               The Party (consequences)
        More fictional visualizations from Goose

   If it is, true that for every action there is an equal and
opposite reaction, it makes sense that there is some resounding
effect from everything one says or does.  Like a stone cast into
a quite pond, every action has some ripple effect.  Unlike
ripples in the water however, human reactions are not as easily
predictable.  Whether the effects are positive or negative is not
always immediately obvious, especially when it comes to human
relationships.
   That was the case with Janet and Ted.
   After attending their first swing party, Ted and Janet had gone
home and made love.  There was some discussion as to whether they
wanted to actually enter that lifestyle.  No conclusions were
drawn.  The verdict was still out.  At the party, Janet
experienced her fantasy to be with a woman.  She also watched as
the woman fucked her husband, fully enjoying both.
   Ted`s fantasies had not all been full-filled.  Seeing Janet with
another woman had been extremely exciting no doubt.  Having his
wife watch him fuck another woman had been a turn on as well. 
   However, as perverted as it may seem to some, it always made his
dick hard thinking of his wife with another man.  In Ted's
fantasy, he could picture his wife impaling herself on a strange
cock.  He could actually visualize in his mind a large, heavily
veined dick sliding easily into Janet's dripping pussy, as she
sighed with pleasure.
   Sometimes, he would allow his imagination to go even farther,
visualizing him and some strange man sharing his wife's
voluptuous body.  Many times Ted had experienced images of Janet
sucking his cock while some unidentifiable man filled her pussy
with strange cock.
   Ted had revealed these thoughts to Janet, but was reluctant to
push too hard.  The last thing he wanted to do was to make her
feel degraded or think he saw her as a slut or whore.  After all,
this was treacherous ground.  In addition, even though the couple
had gone to a swing party and he had fucked another woman, he
knew he still had to be careful.  For that reason, he played the
idea down when they had discussed it after the party.
   In truth, after returning from the party, the couple had, for the
most part, put the matter to rest before falling asleep.  The
idea of attending another party was still out there. It was
however, a subject that would remain difficult to approach.
Truly, none of that was on Ted's mind when he awoke the morning
after the party.  It never occurred to him that his painful
erection had anything to do with the events of the previous
night.  After all, his dick was always hard when he awoke up in
the morning.
   This was different however.  This was not a piss hard.
   No, on this morning, it was a real hard-on.  With every
heartbeat, his dick throbbed, screaming for relief.  This was a
blood pounding, foreskin stretching, cum leaking erection.  The
kind of hard-on that defies reasoning.
   Ted knew Janet was still asleep.  He also knew that morning sex
was not usually one of her favorite things.  As with any woman,
Janet needed time to awaken before having a dick rammed inside
her.  Normally, Ted would have respected her feelings.  This
morning however, the swollen head of Ted's dick was doing all of
his thinking for him.  Everyone knows the head of a dick feels no
guilt neither does it respect a sleeping pussy.  Thus, there was
nothing to stop Ted from rolling onto his side and placing his
swollen dick between the cheeks of Janet's warm ass.
   When Janet felt the stone hard mass pressing against her
backside, she was immediately wide-awake.  Fully aware of what
was on her husband's mind, she thrust her bare hips backward.  It
never occurred to her that she needed to pee or that her cunt
wasn't awake enough to welcome an early morning invasion.
   The only thing that came to mind was how much she wanted her
husband's cock deep inside her.  She didn't take time to wonder
why her pussy was already wet and willing.  Her mind didn't
question why her body responded so quickly to the stimulation
between her ass cheeks.  She didn't care.  As sure as Ted's dick
was doing all of his thinking for him, so was the case for Janet,
her cunt had a mind of its own.
   Ted didn't hesitate when he felt his wife's hips push against
him.  Reaching between them, he guided the head of his cock
between the folds of Janet's swollen cunt lips, the tip easily
slipping into the moist opening of her cunt.  It took only the
slightest push to bury the entire length in Janet's slippery
hole.
   Spooning, with his dick buried inside his wife, Ted reached over
her, filling his hand with the soft warm flesh of her breast,
teasing the nipple with his thumb.
   Janet sighed appreciatively as she felt her husband's warm meat
slide easily into her slippery hole.  At least a thousand times,
she had taken him inside her.  Not once though had it felt this
good.  Never had she needed him as badly as she needed him right
now.
   Their timing was perfect.  Their bodies pushing and pulling in
unison, Ted`s cock plunging deep into Janet's wet tunnel before
withdrawing until just the head remained buried in her expanding
cunt.  Not once did he pull back to far.  Never did he completely
extract his pole from her, always leaving just enough inside her
to keep from slipping out.
   Their motions were easy and methodical.  Neither rushed.  The
couple matched one another stroke for stroke yet never demanding
or hurrying.
   Not even when Ted felt his seed rising to the surface did he slam
his meat into Janet.  Instead, he simply ground his hips against
the soft flesh of her ass, spilling his cum as deeply as he could
reach inside her.
   Janet on the other hand, had felt Ted's rod expanding and knew he
was about to fill her with his juices.  Then, as if on cue, she
felt him push slightly harder, sinking his dick just a fraction
deeper before the pulsing began.  She lay perfectly still,
purring softly, enthralled by the thought of her husband's warm
sticky juice spraying deep within the walls of her pussy.
They lay together, hips to buttock, for a long time.  Neither
spoke.  Nothing needed to be said.  Both were fulfilled.
   Although neither knew it, that was just a preview of things to
come.  For days it went on.  It seemed as if almost anything
Janet did would start a chain reaction.  If Ted got a brief
glimpse of his wife's cleavage or even brushed up against her,
his dick would immediately rise to attention.
   On the other hand, seeing a bulge in Ted's jeans would cause a
wet spot in Janet's panties.
   They were out of control.  Even with the kids in the house.
   While the children were playing a board game in the living room
floor, Ted had his wife bent over the washing machine in the
laundry room boning her from behind.  Later, while the kid's were
watching TV, Janet was in the garage straddling her husband's
cock in the backseat of the car.
   It didn't matter how sore Janet's pussy was.  The fact that Ted's
erections were painful didn't matter.  The couple was insatiable.
   They fucked every night before they went to sleep and again in
the mornings before they got ready for work.  Sometimes, one or
the other would awaken in the middle of the night, wake the other
and they would go at it again.
Both knew why they were acting this way.  It was that party.  It
had awakened sexuality in them that neither had ever experienced.
   The events of that party had made them so horny they could
barely stand it.
   While sitting at her desk in front of a classroom full of young
students, Janet would sometimes, for no known reason, feel her
pussy start to leak.
   Ted was no different.  On several occasions while talking to a
client, his mind would be filled with visions of Janet lying
beneath him, her breasts bouncing and jiggling as he pounded his
meat between her legs.  On several occasions it had gotten so bad
he had to go to the restroom and relieve himself.
   At night, after the kids were in bed and the house was quiet they
would share their stories.  The stories of course would lead to
more sex.
   Finally, after about a week, things began to cool off.  Janet and
Ted started to fall back into their old sexual habits.  At first,
neither could bring the subject up.  Both however, although the
sex was still good, missed the constant sexual urges they had
been feeling.
   Then one night, after making love, Janet took a deep breath,
summoned her courage and said, "I want to do it again."
Ted, thinking she meant she wanted to make love again responded.
   "Give me a few minutes baby."
   "I don't mean I want to make love again.  I mean I want to go to
another party or something."
   "What do you mean or something?"
   She hesitated, took another deep breath and continued.  "I don't
know if a party is exactly what I want.  I just want to do
something outrageous again."
   "Like what?"  Ted's dick was getting hard talking about it.
   There was a long silence.
   "What is it?"  Ted probed.
   "Your fantasy.  I want to live out your fantasy."  She could feel
her face flush from embarrassment.  She couldn't believe she had
just told the man she loved that she wanted to fuck another man.
Hell, she couldn't believe she wanted to fuck another man.  This,
she knew, was in no way like her.
   Ted's dick began to shrink.  For the first time, the thought of
Janet with another man's dick in her scared him.  It was okay for
him to think about it,  however, for her to come right out and
say she wanted to fuck someone else, that bothered him.  Was he
not man enough for her?  Did she want more dick than he could
give her?
   He decided to be honest.  "I don't know if I can go through with
it."
   Janet curled up in his arms.  "I'm glad to hear that."  In one
sense that was true.  In another though, it was a lie.  She was
glad her husband might be jealous.  However, her mind had built
up the possibility of sex with a stranger to the point that Ted's
confession of jealousy was somewhat of a disappointment to her.
The conversation that night haunted Ted for days.  True enough,
Janet had dropped the subject.  Still though, she had planted the
seed.  Another man's cock was definitely something she wanted. 
   If she didn't want it, she would not have brought it up.  It
didn't matter whether or not he agreed.  The fact remained; a
strange cock was what she wanted.  Wanting one, Ted rationalized,
was no different from having one.  If his wife wasn't satisfied
with him, then not getting some strange dick wouldn't change
that.  Not satisfied, is not satisfied regardless.  He had to let
her do this.  At least if she did it, there would be a chance
that she would realize that he was the man for her.  If she
didn't do it, she would always wonder.  That, Ted thought, was
not a good option.
   That night, lying in bed, Ted reached for his wife.  Pulling her
close to him, he kissed her tenderly before saying, "I want to do
it."
   "What?"  She was truly puzzled.
   "See you suck a strange dick, fuck another man or anything else
you want to do."
   Janet pulled back.  "Are you sure?"  She had thought about it
too, wondering if she had done permanent damage to her marriage
by even suggesting it.
   "Yes. I'm sure."
   "I don't know Ted.  The idea the other night was just a lark. 
I'm not even sure I can go through with it."
   He rolled over on top of her naked body, resting his weight on
his elbows, looking directly into her eyes.  "Sure you do."
Janet's breasts, soft against his chest, caused a stirring in his
dick.  He pressed his hardness against her feeling the fluff of
her pubic hair and the warmth rising from between her legs.
   Janet starred back at her husband searching his face for
something, anything that would make what they were talking about
okay.  Her answer came not from his face however but from the
heated rod pressing against her pubes.  "I do want it."
   Ted noticed the hesitation in her voice but ignored it.  "What?"
he asked.  "Tell me what it is you want."
   "Right now I want you to stick that rock hard dick of yours
between my legs.  But sometime in the future I want to feel a
stranger's dick in my pussy."
   Janet had only begun using such language since the party. 
Frankly, Ted loved it.  The sound of her sweet voice saying
things like dick and cock, pussy and fuck really got him going.
   Raising his hips, he felt his wife's small hand grasp his dick
like a club and point the tip toward her open hole.  One push and
he was balls deep in her smoldering cunt.  With that, the deal
was sealed.  He would watch his beloved fuck someone else's cock.
   It's not as easy as one might think to find someone to fuck one's
wife, while one watches.  After all, the decision had to be made
by her.  The man has to be someone that appeals to her.  In
addition, for most women the attraction has to be more than
physical.  She has to make some kind of connection other than on
a sexual level.
   Using the same methods as before, they searched the internet. 
That, Janet decided was disgusting.  How could she possibly know
whom to trust by an ad on the web.  Next, they tried personal
ads.  That too was scary.
   Sometimes inspiration comes when least expected however.  With
Janet, it came in the grocery store, in the form of a tall,
slender man who appeared to be in his mid forties.
   "Can you help me?" he asked.
   Janet turned to see a neatly dressed, well-groomed stranger
holding up a cantaloupe.
   "Pardon," she said.
   He smiled.  "How can I tell if this thing is any good?"
   Janet couldn't believe it.  She had always heard about men who
tried to pick up women in the grocery store.  In all her life
though, it had never happened to her.
   "Smell it.  The best way to tell if it's ready is to smell it."
   "Kind of like a woman huh?"
Janet blushed.  "Are you trying to pick me up?"
   He shrugged.  "What if I am?  You're a very attractive woman."
   "I have a husband and two children."
   He leaned in close, whispering in her ear.  "Then you could
probably do with a little selfish indulgence."
   She was speechless, starring at him in disbelief.  All the while,
feeling a warmth starting to stir between her legs.
   "What's wrong? Has no one ever been this abrupt with you?"
   "No," she said, "they haven't."
   "You must be curious.  You are still standing here."  He stepped
closer, standing so that no one could see him take her hand and
press it against his groin.
   Janet gasp.  She had never met anyone so bold.  Nor had she felt
a dick so big.
   "It's all for you, if you want it."  He whispered.
   Janet's mind raced.  Did she want it?  The answer came quickly. 
Yes she did.  But there had to be rules.  She stepped back.  "My
husband has to join us."
   "Ah, the lady likes more than one dick at a time."
   "That remains to be seen."
   "I understand completely," he said.  He truly did understand.  He
knew exactly what she meant.  This woman had never been with two
men.  He had seen couples like this before, experimenting with
sex, searching for some hidden magic.  He had been there before,
on both sides of the scenario.
   What now? Janet wondered.  What am I supposed to do?  Make a
date.  Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his voice. 
A voice that seemed a hundred miles away though it was close
enough to feel his hot breath as he whispered in her ear.
   "Call him."
   "What?"
   "Call your husband right now.  Tell him you are ready.  I'll book
a motel room.  If you hurry, in less than a half hour you and
your husband can be realizing your fantasy."
   Janet's head was spinning.  This was all happening too fast.
   "Say yes," he continued, "and I will meet you at the Super 8
Motel parking lot in fifteen minutes."
   "It will take Ted longer than that to get there."
   "Fine you tell me when."
   "One hour."  She thought quickly.  God, am I really going to do
this?  I'll have to call mom and tell her to keep the kids a
little longer.  Ted will have to leave work.  Oh Jesus.
   "One hour at the Super 8."  Then, as casually, as if he had just
run into an old friend, he turned and walked away.  He was secure
in the thought that the couple would show.  She was nervous.  He
knew.  Her hands had been trembling and her voice shaky.  Still,
she would be there.
   Janet called her husband, told him what had happened and arranged
to meet him in the motel parking lot 30 minutes later.  Upon
hanging up the phone, she abandoned her half-full cart and walked
out of the store on very shaky legs.
   Sitting alone in the motel parking lot, waiting for Ted's car to
come into view, a thousand questions flooded her brain.  First,
she began to question why she was here.  Was she doing this
because it was what she wanted or was she doing it to please Ted?
   How far was she willing to go to please her husband?  How far
was she willing to go to satisfy her own carnal needs?  What
about this man?  She didn't even know his name yet she was
getting ready to lay down for him.  The entire thing seemed
completely absurd.  Knowing all of that however, did not stop the
dampness she felt between her legs.
   From where she sat in her car, she could see the entrance to the
parking lot as well as the motel lobby.  Inside, she could see
the stranger talking casually to the clerk.  What was he saying?
Was he telling that pimpled faced kid what he was about to do? 
Was he explaining that he just needed the room long enough to
fuck her while her husband watched?  Next, her thoughts turned to
feminine hygiene.  It had been a long day.  Did she feel clean
enough?  The sight of Ted's car entering the parking lot
interrupted her thoughts.
   Ted parked in the space next to his wife and got out of the car.
   Janet immediately got out as well.  The two met at the rear of
their cars.
   Janet was just about to ask her husband if he was sure about all
of this when they heard a voice.
   "I've got it," he said, holding up a room key.
   The couple watched as he walked casually toward them.  Finally,
he stuck out his hand.  "I'm..."
   "No names," Janet interrupted louder than she intended.
   The man looked at her and smiled.  "Good enough.  We're in room
108.  It's just around the corner.  I also picked up a bottle of
wine.  It might help us relax a little."
Ted nodded as he took his wife by the arm.  "Are you ready?"
   Both men looked at Janet.
   She simply nodded.
   Once in the room, Janet and Ted sat in the only two chairs. The
stranger sat on the edge of the bed.   The men sipped their wine
while Janet gulped down one glass and poured herself another.
The wine sent warmth to her empty stomach and a slightly
light-headedness to her brain.  Both feelings were welcome by the
petrified woman.
   "How do we start this?"  She asked very matter-of-factly.
   The man looked at Ted.  "May I?"
   Ted nodded, not knowing what else to do.
   The man stood, put down his wine and stepped behind Janet's
chair.  Very gently but expertly he began massaging her neck. 
Speaking softly.  "You mentioned rules.  What kind of rules."
   The wine and the talented fingers on her neck made Janet begin to
relax.  "No kissing. No anal.  If I say no, that means no."
   "Good rules," he said.  "What about you?"  He was looking at Ted.
   "Whatever she says.  She is in charge.  If she says stop, we
stop."
   "Agreed."
   It wasn't until the conversation had stopped that Janet realized
that the man's hands had moved from her neck.  He was now gently
massaging her breasts through her blouse.  She glanced at Ted for
a reaction.
   Knowing that his wife was seeking his approval, he stood and
moved in front of her.  Taking her by the hands, he guided her to
her feet.
   Janet felt her knees start to buckle.  She was scared out of her
wits.  Here she stood between two men, one her husband and one
she had never seen until an hour ago.
   Ted kissed her gently, yet deeply, his tongue slipping into her
mouth.  At the same time, he began unbuttoning the front of her
blouse.  Almost instantly, it seemed to her, she was topless. 
The cool air in the room bit at her nipples, while at the same
time four warm hand caressed her breasts.
   Somewhat clumsily, Ted managed, with her help, to remover her
skirt, hose and panties.  Naked now, she felt more vulnerable
than ever in her life.  She stood motionless, arms at her sides,
not knowing what to do with her hands as she felt her body being
caressed by the two men.  To her surprise, she couldn't
distinguish between Ted's hands, the hands that had touched her a
thousand times and the hands of the stranger.  She didn't know if
that was a good thing or not.
   When she felt a hand slide around the curve of her ass and slip
gently between her legs however, she knew it belonged to the
stranger.  Spreading her legs slightly, she allowed his long
slender finger to trace a line between her swollen cunt lips, the
tip of his finger opening her up only slightly.  She heard
herself gasp lightly as he spread her natural lubrication from
one end of her slit to the other, stopping just short of her
asshole.  Slowly he moved a finger toward her cunt, the tip
penetrating her easily.
   She hadn't even realized that her eyes were closed until she
opened them to see Ted nibbling on one of her nipples.  It was
his mouth on her breast, the finger in her slit and a huge
hard-on pressing against her backside that reminded her that
there were two men pleasuring her.
   Feeling more confident with the situation, she turned, gently
pulling her breast from her husband's mouth.  Facing the
stranger, she began to undress him, not stopping until his shirt
was on the floor and his slacks and underwear was around his
ankles.
   What she had felt in the store was not an illusion. His cock was
big and thick, at least half again as large as Ted's in length
and girth.  Momentarily, she wondered how Ted was going to feel
about that.  She pushed that thought from her mind however, as
she kneeled, pulling the stranger's uncut foreskin back and
sucking the mushroom shaped head into her mouth.  Rolling her
eyes upward, looking for approval, she saw the man smile.
   Ted stepped back.  With great excitement, he watched the
strange dick slowly disappear between the lips he had just been
kissing.  He undressed quickly, continuing to watch his wife
struggle to swallow as much of the massive cock as she could
handle.
   Janet's efforts to completely envelope the large pole were
unsuccessful.  Every time the engorged head bumped the back of
her throat, she would realize that there was still at least three
inches left untouched.  Very involved in trying to deep throat
the gargantuan meat, she had forgotten all about Ted until she
felt him kneeling behind her, his erection pressing against her
back as he cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his
thumbs.
   Abandoning the tool in her mouth, Janet turned and pushed her
husband onto his back, immediately sucking his entire cock into
her mouth.  It wasn't as big as the one she had just left, but it
was comfortable.  It was also familiar.  That feeling was good in
its own way.
   Kneeling over her husband with her butt high in the air, she felt
the reminder that there were two hard cocks in the room probing
her cunt from behind.  She didn't protest.  In fact, she spread
her legs a little wider to give the stranger better access to her
wide-open cunt.
   He entered her gently, slowly and methodically.  First, dipping
the purple head into her hole and then sliding the hard thick
length deep inside her.  To Janet felt like there was no end to
him.  Every time she thought she had all of him inside her, he
would go a little deeper.  Finally, she knew she had it all, when
she felt his balls resting against her gash.  She had never felt
so full.  She felt a tinge of pride knowing that she could
swallow a cock and take one up her pussy at the same time.  She
was actually able to time her sucking with the slow methodical
strokes of the dick in her cunt, her lips touching Ted's pubic
hair at the same time the strangers cock bottomed out in her
cunt.
   Suddenly, Ted pulled away from his wife.  "I want to watch," he
said.
   The stranger pulled out as well.  "Do you want to give him a
show?"
   Janet felt empty.  Her cunt craved a dick.  "Yes." She gasped. 
   "Fuck me in front of my husband.  Let him see you bury your cock
inside me."
   "How do you want me to fuck you?"
   "From behind, jam you cock into me from behind."  She climbed up
on the bed, burying her head in a pillow and raising her ass high
into the air.
   Ted was standing at the end of the bed, looking directly into his
wife's gaping cunt.  He could see her juices dripping onto the
bedspread as her hole pulsed.
   The man climbed up behind Janet, squatting over her backside,
allowing Ted full view of what he was about to do.
Ted stoked his dick slowly as he watched the head of the
stranger's dick find its way, without assistance, to Janet's
opening.  With one hard push, the entire length disappeared
between his wife's legs.
   Janet gasped as the rod plummeted to depths never before touched.
   Still, it felt good to be stretched.  The feel of his thick
hardness, brought the words, "harder, deeper," to her lips. 
"Fuck me hard."
   He did.  The heat from Janet's cunt seemed to energize the
stranger.  He pounded his meat in and out of her with all the
strength he could muster. Knowing that her husband was watching,
made Janet's cunt feel even hotter to the man.
Janet couldn't participate.  All she could do was clench the
pillow in her fingers and gasp with every punishing stroke
delivered.  She closed her eyes and imagined Ted standing back
watching as she was thoroughly fucked.
   All three knew the end was near.  The stranger began to moan. 
His pace quickened and became even more demanding.  As if there
was any doubt, he said loudly, "I'm cumming."
   Janet urged him on.  "Oh yeah.  Cum inside me.  Let me have it. 
That's it.  Deep, cum deep in my pussy."
   The man followed instructions well, spraying the inside of
Janet's hole with his molten white seed.  Grabbing her ass cheeks
in each hand, he pushed hard, as his cock throbbed.  Finally, he
fell onto his side, his still swollen cock slipping from Janet's
cunt, leaving her gaping hole, dripping cum.
   Janet didn't move, still reeling from the demanding fuck.
  Both Janet and the stranger, in their moment of heated passion,
had momentarily forgotten about Ted.
   Ted however, had forgotten nothing.  In his mind, he could still
see the man's balls flexing, his sack expanding and contracting
as the guy had dumped his load into Janet's hole.  He could see
the results, as the man's cum dripped from his wife's cunt.  All
of this drove Ted into a heated frenzy.
  Climbing onto the bed, Ted roughly grabbed his wife's ankles and
easily flipped her onto her back.  Throwing her legs up over his
shoulders, he pounced, driving his own cock into her cum filled
pussy.
   Janet was completely taken by surprise.  Still slight dazed from
the fucking she'd just received, she didn't know what was
happening until she felt her husband's cock burrowing between her
legs and saw his sex craved face hovering above her.
   Ted rose up high, arms fully extended to get more leverage.  He
watched his wife's breasts bounce as he thrust his meat into her
sloppy cunt repeatedly.
   Suddenly though, every thing changed.  Janet looked up at her
husband and said, "Kiss me."
   She didn't say fuck me.  She didn't beg him to cum in her cunt. 
She didn't tell him how hard his dick was or how good it felt. 
No. All she said was "Kiss me."
   It was then that Ted and Janet forgot about the stranger in the
room.  Suddenly it was just the two of them.
   Ted let his wife's legs drop from his shoulders, put his arms
around her and pulled her close, kissing her.  He felt the
familiarity of her warm breasts against his chest, tasted the
sweetness and love of her lips.
   It seemed so appropriate, though it occurred to neither of them,
that Ted's cock, now sliding slowing in and out of Janet, was
forcing the stranger's cum out.  Even as the goo leaked from her
pussy and down between the crack of Janet's ass, it never
occurred to her what it was.  To her it was just her own juices.
   Ted rolled over onto his back, pulling his wife with him.  As she
straddled him, he filled his hands with her breasts.  They were
warm and soft, the nipples erect.
   Janet had forgotten about the massive dick that had stretched the
limits of her body.  Now all she could think about was the warm
hardness to which she was so accustomed.  As she rocked slowly,
massaging her clit against her husband's hardness, everything was
right with the world.  Not only was everything right, she was
about to cum.
   Ted felt his wife's pace quicken, saw her face flush and her
nipples swell.  He knew the signs well.  Matching her pace, he
thrust his hips upward in perfect unison with Janet's demanding
body.
   Both had their eyes closed until the last moment, when their
bodies crashed together, their climaxes coming in perfect time.
   Janet smiled as she felt her husband's release.  It was a feeling
she had always loved.  Even when she didn't cum, she had always
enjoyed the feeling of Ted pulsing inside.
   Ted groaned loudly as he spewed his hot load deep inside his
wife.
   When the furry was over and both completely spent, they fell
asleep in one another's arms.
   It wasn't until they awoke thirty minutes later that they began
to remember where they were and what they had done.
The stranger had gone, slipping out sometime while they were
making love.  All that remained of him was a stain on the
bedspread and a slight soreness between Janet's legs.
   Janet snuggled close to her husband.  "What now?"
   Ted knew what she meant but decided to dodge the question. "Well, if you give me a few minutes I can probably go again."
   "Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.  I mean
what next?  You fucked another woman.  I have had sex with a
woman and fucked another man.  What next?"
   Again he was surprised by Janet`s choice of words.  Fuck had
never been in her vocabulary.  "If you're asking if I want to
have sex with a man, the answer is no."
Janet pulled back slightly.  "Quit screwing around Ted.  This is
serious.  We've opened a door to a different world."
   He pulled her close feeling her warm body soft against his.  "I
know.  I'm sorry.  I just don't know what to say."
   "Say what you think.  Where do we go from here...? Circus
animals, midgets, transvestites, what?"
   "How about none of the above?"
   "You mean go back to just you and me?"
   "Is that what you want?"
   "I don't know if what I want is the real question.  Can two
people do the things we've done and then go back?  I think that's
the real question.  Can we ever be what we were?"
   "What we were wasn't bad was it?"
   "No but is it possible?  Have we altered who we are to the point
that we can no longer be what we were?"
   Ted sat up in bed.  "I'll tell you what.  Let's take a shower and
wash off what is left of him.  We'll get dressed.  You go pick up
our kids while I take my car home.  You and the kids pick me up
and we'll all go out for pizza."
   "That's it.  Just pretend none of this ever happened."
   "Can you?"
She thought for a moment.  "No.  I can't forget that I was fucked
by a stranger while my husband watched."
   Suddenly, Ted felt as though he had demeaned his wife.  He
justified all of this by convincing himself it was just sex,
nothing personal.  "I'm sorry."
   Janet knew he meant it.  He was sorry.  She also knew there was
nothing they could do now to change what had happened.  She knew
too that as a woman and a wife, it was up to her to get them
through this.  It was unfair for her to have to shoulder the
responsibility of fixing this, making it okay, but that was just
the way it was.  Society had placed that role on the woman.  As
old fashioned as that idea was, she was in reality a little old
fashioned.  If she weren't she wouldn't be feeling the way she
felt now.  If she were a little more hip or up to date in her
thinking, it might not bother her that she had just put on a sex
show for her husband.
   She sighed with the weight of the burden she had just placed on
herself.  Then, tried to sound cheerful.  "Okay," she said. 
"Last one in the shower is a rotten egg."
   They washed one another, soaping one another's body parts
liberally.  When Ted's dick began to rise again however, Janet
pulled away.  "Save it until later," she said.  "The next time I
feel that inside me, I want to be in my own bed."
   Ted nodded in agreement.  "Let's go get the kids."
   It wasn't that easy.  As each drove separately, Janet to pick up
the kids, Ted to go home and wait for her, both wondered, as they
would many times, if a sexual door opened could ever be closed.
Ted wondered if sometime in the future Janet would have a craving
for a larger dick.  Would she be content with his meager
offerings?  In addition, what about him.  He had truly loved the
feeling of a strange pussy on his cock.  He had liked the sight
of the stranger's cum dripping from his wife's slit.  Could he
control the urge to see and do those things again?
   Janet could not stand the thought that she may have damaged her
marriage.  She was forced to admit to herself that both
experiences had been enjoyable.  Having sex with another woman
had been exciting.  Without a doubt, she loved the feeling of
being completely filled with meat from two men.  And yes, a monster dick
had some definite advantages.  Would she miss any of that?  She
didn't know.  It was too soon to tell.  
   Those thoughts tortured her.  Those questions brought guilt and fear.  What would she do if she someday felt the need to have two men?  What if she got the urge to caress a woman's warm breast or feel a female nipple
on her tongue?
   It was those thoughts that caused Ted's dick to harden and
Janet's cunt to leak fresh juices as they drove in separate
directions.
   Therefore, the questions remain.  Where do they go from here? 
Had they opened up a can of worms they could not put the lid back
on?  One can never undo anything.




