Chapter 6
Susan and Ann were sharing an early morning coffee. Ann was depressed. She needed Susan's advice.
"Okay ... spill it. What's the problem?" Susan didn't believe in beating around the bush.
"Oh, Susan, I've been feeling guilty for days."
"What the heck for?"
"Well ... I've been enjoying you and Dick so much ... but I love Tom. He's my husband, for Pete's sakes. I love making love to him. I want to be with him."
"Yeah ... we know all that. So what's the problem?"
"I'm guilty, Susan. I'm deceiving him. For a while, it was fun having a secret life. But now I want to be honest with him."
"So tell him what's been happening. Either he understands or he doesn't."
"It's not as easy as all that, Susan. I'm afraid he might leave me if he found out I'd been fucking another man. I don't want him to leave me. I love him."
Susan sipped her coffee. Ann waited impatiently for her to speak. "Well? ... " she asked.
"Ann darling, I'm no grand old sage. I can't pull a solution out of a hat and make everybody live happily ever after."
"I know, but you've had lots of experience with this sort of thing. You must have seen jealous husbands and wives at your swapping parties. How do they get over it?"
"Some of them never do." Susan was toying with a very intriguing idea. She wasn't sure what Ann would think of it. She had had no opportunity yet to find out whether Ann might be jealous. "I do have an idea how you can get Tom used. to the idea of swapping without his being able to complain too much ... "
Ann looked eager. "Well, what is it? Come on. Spill."
"Well ... if you found him with another woman ... how could he get mad at you for what you've done?"
"But, Susan ... he's surrounded by beautiful women all the time at work. And I'm sure he never does anything about it. He's faithful to me."
"But has anyone ever really tried?" There was a distinct sparkle in the brunette's eye.
"Like who, for instance?" Ann was beginning to get the idea. She thought she'd wait for Susan to say it.
"Like me, for instance."
There was a silence while Ann thought the idea over. Then a slow smile spread over her face. The idea was perfect. Susan was someone she could trust. She was intimately acquainted with Susan's sex life, Susan's husband. She could trust Susan with her man.
"It's a good idea, Susan. I like it. And maybe I'd even like to join in, once the goose is cooked."
Susan was pleased with her friend's reaction. "Great. Then let's make plans."
Saturday morning, Ann told her husband she bad to go downtown to do some shopping. Tom .was disappointed. "I was hoping we could spend the day together. After all, it's not often I have all Saturday off."
"I'll be back early, darling. I promise. Then we'll have the rest of the weekend." There was a smoldering promise in his wife's eyes.
Tom decided to spend his time alone catching up on some reading. He poured himself a gin coffins and stretched out on the couch with a magazine.
The doorbell rang just before noon. It was Susan.
"How are you, Susan? I haven't had much of a chance to see you since you moved in. How are you enjoying the neighborhood?"
"Very much, Tom. And I love having Ann for a neighbor. She's a wonderful woman."
The sensuous gleam in her sloe eyes reminded Tom of the feelings he'd had about Susan the first night they met. He blushed. For the first time in a long time, he was awkward about being alone with a beautiful woman. There was something about Susan Major that made him not quite trust himself.
"Would you care to join me in a drink, Susan? Or maybe you'd like to wait and come back when Ann gets, home?" He rather hoped she'd take the second option. It would be. easier on him that way.
"I'd love a drink, Tom. I've been working on some new designs since seven this morning. I'm really ready for a break. I just came over for some conversation. I'd like to get to know you better, if you're not busy."
"No, no. I was just reading. Nothing important." Susan's' matter-of-fact tone relaxed the man somewhat. Though there was still that provocative look in her eye ...
As they talked, they gradually reestablished the animated rapport they had discovered at their first meeting. They remembered that they had liked each other very much. Tom remembered what a sexy woman Susan was. Susan had never forgotten her attraction to Tom. She was one step ahead of him on that score.
It was during their second drink that Susan made her first move. She had asked Tom to let her fetch the drinks. When she came back into the living room, she sat next to him on the couch. She continued to talk as though nothing had changed.
Tom seemed nervous at first, but he soon relaxed. He took advantage of their proximity to touch Susan's hand or arm from time to time to emphasize a point in their conversation. At first, he wasn't even aware of the excitement he was deriving from being so intimate with the lovely brunette.
Then he realized he was getting a huge erection. He cast a quick glance at Susan to see if she had noticed it too.
She had. Her big eyes were staring at the crotch of his trousers with undisguised interest.
Tom felt there was nothing to do but be honest about the situation. "Sorry about that, Susan." He adjusted his position on the couch. "You're an attractive woman. It looks like you've been turning me on, without my even knowing it."
Susan reached out and patted his knee. "Nothing to be sorry about, Tom. There's been an attraction between us ever since we met. We both know that. Why fight it? We're both happily married people. There's nothing to be afraid of. We're not going to get involved."
The big man wasn't sure if he was getting the drift of Susan's words. "Well, I ... sure, I know it's not going to spoil our friendship. I just mean ... well, I ... "
She slid closer to him. Her hand rested on his thigh. "You want me ... Isn't that what you mean; Tom?"
He shifted uncomfortably. "Sure, I guess I do. But grown-up, responsible people have to draw the line between what they can and can't have."
"I agree with you, Tom." She began to pull down his fly. "You can have me, Tom. Not for forever. Just for something nice to happen between us. I'd like that." Her eyes never left his face. They seemed to unnerve him. He couldn't break her gaze. He waited helplessly while she pulled his throbbing organ from his pants. "It feels good to touch your cock, Tom."
The lewd words spilling from her lovely mouth turned the handsome man on. He felt his cock lurch in her hands. Her cool fingers were massaging his prick gently. Her touch was like the touch of the devil herself, luring him on to commit some dreadful, tantalizing sin.
He closed his eyes for a moment, to capture in his memory the feel of her fingers on his aching cock. He had every intention of discouraging her advances ... in just another minute. Susan was too quick for him, though. As soon as his eyes closed, she bent down and closed her lips around the tip of his cock.
Tom's resistance snapped like thread. The warm velvety touch of her lips caressing the head of his throbbing cock was more than he could conquer. Her mouth was so gentle, so tantalizing. He wanted more of her. "Uuhhhh. Feels good, Susan." Robot-like, he lay a hand on her short curls, encouraging her head to stay there, bent over his rigid cock-shaft.
Titillated by her early victory in her campaign against her girl friend's husband, Susan stuck out her tongue and licked. She covered the whole rubbery stalk of Tom's cock with a thin film of shining saliva. "Mmmm. Love the feel of your cock under my tongue. It's a fine cock, Tom." She looked up at him for a moment. The eager lust in his face told her the man was going to be putty in her hands. He was hers to maneuver as she pleased.
With slavish enthusiasm, she licked every ridge and curve of his throbbing prick. She prodded her tongue against the slit in the head, milking a drop of fluid from his balls and swallowing it greedily. Then her lips nibbled all the way down the stalk and she lapped hungrily at the flaccid sacs of his testicles. She took first one, then the other, all the way into her mouth and gummed it recklessly. The man's urgent groans goaded her on. She felt she couldn't get enough of him and his stiff meaty cock.
Kneeling close to him on the couch, she took firm hold of the base of his cock and began to bob her head rhythmically up and down. The honey texture of her mouth on his cock made him weak with excitement. He slumped sideways a little on the sofa. She followed him, all the time goading his cock into rock-hard readiness with her mouth.
"Jee-zuz, woman, you really know how to suck a cock!" Tom felt he had never had a headjob like this before in his life. Despite all the times he had told himself that Ann was enough woman for him, he found himself becoming wildly excited by what was happening. He liked having another beautiful woman sucking his organ to aching rigidity. He began to speculate about how she would look naked. He wanted to see her body bathed in a light film of sweat, earned in a long, heated fucking session. He wanted to fuck her.
While she continued to suck and lick his cock, he shifted around so he was lying full-length with her kneeling between his legs. He watched her lips pursed around his turgid member. Watched them move up and down in a shifting seductive rhythm. His whole body was aching for the woman now. He wanted more of her than just her mouth. "Take your clothes off!" He was surprised by the hoarseness of his voice. It told him how completely he had abandoned himself to the orgiastic atmosphere Susan had created right here in his own familiar living room.
Wordlessly, Susan rose to her feet. She began to unbutton her blouse. She unzipped her skirt. With the grace of a dancer, she cast the garments from her body and stood over him naked. Her firm proud breasts, her shapely belly, her tight-veed pussy made his groin ache with desire for her. He started to rise to his feet.
She pushed him down. "Wait." She began to remove his clothes. When he was naked she stared down at him for a moment "Wow! You look even better without clothes than you do with them ... and that's going some." At this moment, there was no other man than Tom Hunnicutt in Susan's life. For her, right now, he was all maleness, all sexuality, all desire. Her entire being cried for him. He looked so beautiful lying there naked under her.
With an animal groan of need, she straddled his loins and sat down on his cock. Her pussy was wet and ready from the long titillation of the seduction. His cock invaded her clinging depths easily. "Ooohhhhh!" Her long low cry rose from the depths of her being. She was filled ... fulfilled. His cock satisfied her every need. "I love how your cock feels in me, Tom."
Tom felt like a man whose cock has just slipped into a pocket of hot, slick honey. The sensation was intense, almost more than he could bear. He had to hold his breath for a minute, to get control. Then he was ready for her. He was ready for a long onslaught of pure molten pleasure.
Slowly, she began to raise and lower herself over the stiff pole of his cock. Her strong thighs maneuvered her, seemingly effortlessly. She moved so slowly, she was barely moving. Then she would ride fast. The rhythm shifted every few strokes. But each time her heated, clinging cunt dealt the man's cock an unforgettable stroke of engulfing joy.
"Jee-zuz, baby ... your pussy feels so good! You're really something, Susan! Goodamn!" The teasing pace was getting to Tom. He felt an urgent need to take charge for a while, to give it to her in his own way. Quickly he pulled away from her and kneeled on the rug with her seated on the couch facing him. He spread her thighs wide and reinserted his cock in her cunt. He began to fuck her ruthlessly.
Susan was intensely aroused by the forcefulness with which Tom took over the choreography of their encounter. She lay back against the couch and wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him deeper, deeper, deeper into her hungry belly. She loved the urgency with which his loins slammed against her. The shock made her clitoris quiver with pleasure. It was as though he was charging farther into her than any man had ever gone before. She was full to overflowing with cock ... with sensation ...
She raised her legs straight up in the air and rested them against Tom's shoulders. She was getting him as deep and as hard as he could go. She was a moaning hulk of receptivity. Tom was turning out to be every inch the man she had expected him to be. "Ooohhhh ... do it to me, Tom! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
He fucked her. Fucked her until neither one of them was aware of anything but that sensuous space they had carved out for themselves.
They didn't notice Ann enter the room. She stood watching them for several moments. At first, she felt a little wrench `in her belly. That was her Torn, fucking another woman. Her jealousy didn't last, though.
She became fascinated by the way his strong buttocks clenched to thrust deep into the other woman's belly. She remembered how it felt when he thrust into her like that. Her cunt quivered with desire. She wanted him, too. She wanted to be part of this contrived orgy.
"Hi!"
The frantic fucking on the couch stopped dead. Tom pulled his cock from Susan's cunt and turned to face his wife. "Ann ... " He looked horror-struck.
Ann rushed over and threw her arms around him. "It's all right, darling. I love you. I love you."
"You aren't angry?"
"No, of course not. Susan's a very sexy woman. I can understand why you wanted to fuck her."
Torn looked suspiciously from one woman to the other. Both were smiling happily at him. He began to wonder if they hadn't somehow planned this whole thing out ...
All speculation ceased as Ann hurriedly removed her clothes.
"What are you doing?" Tom was totally confused. He didn't know what was going on. His cock was rapidly wilting.
"I want to be with you," Ann lay an arm on each of them," ... with both of you."
Before Tom could respond, Susan had dropped to her knees and was sucking his cock into renewed hardness. He looked pleadingly at his wife. She continued to smile at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard, urgently.
The combined efforts of the two women brought the young husband back to full erection within moments.
"Make love to Ann, now," Susan told him.
The realization that both women wanted this orgy titillated Tom. He decided that the only thing for him to do was to give them what they wanted. He guided Ann down onto the couch and poised himself over her. His throbbing cock soared deep into her belly.
"You're wet!" He was surprised.
"It turned me on, watching you. It made me realize how much I love you."
Convinced now that he would never understand women, Tom began to fuck his wife ruthlessly. His earlier excitement came back to him, more intense this time thanks to the new depravity of the situation. He could feel his balls swelling with their urgent load.
"Oh, Tom! Tom, it's so good in me!" Excited by the success of her plan to lure her husband into a threesome, Ann humped her pelvis ruthlessly up toward him. She was wild with excitement. In a sense, she realized she was using sex to dispel the anxiety she had felt on first seeing Tom with another woman. The fury of his long, lunging strokes cleared her mind and drove her body to orgasm. "Oh Tom! Tom! Tom!" While he held `her shoulders down and continued to stroke into her, she lay delirious beneath him. Her body quivered with the delightful sensations of total release.
Susan stood beside the couch, stroking a finger furiously in and out of her pussy. Ann's entrance had robbed her of an orgasm that had been lurking just out of reach. Watching the other couple making love helped bring her over the last peak. "Uuuhhhhh!" She clutched her cunt and fell to her knees next to the couch. She smiled dazedly at her friends.
The bizarre thrill of being with two climaxing women made Tom lose all control. The steady, reckless slamming of his loins' against his wife's twat forced him to give in to the urge in his testicles.
"Uuuhh! Shit! I'm cumming!" He collapsed on top of his wife and let the soothing warmth flow from him. He was spent, exhausted.
He knew one thing though. As soon as they had recovered from this, the two women were going to have some explaining to do.
Tom hated secrets. Even sexy ones.