Chapter 6
Carol was sitting home reading the newspaper one afternoon, three weeks later, but she could hardly get into it. There were so many other things on her mind, particularly, her interlude with Rod that afternoon.
There were other things running through her mind that were related to the interlude, too, and those were what bothered her more than anything else.
For the afternoon had been terrific. Rod had stopped off at about two, after he was finished making his rounds, and they had an entire hour together before he had to leave because her kid was coming home from school.
She had sucked him off twice, and he had fucked her once. She could still taste the sweet flavor of his come on her lips as she turned to see if there was anything nice on sale that week.
It was done in an effort to make herself stop thinking about the other things, but it didn't work at all. She still thought about telling Lou that she had taken another lover, but she just hadn't done it.
She knew that Debbie still didn't tell Mickey about Rod, either, and Millicent seemed to be getting more and more frustrated about it. That was one reason Carol had made Debbie promise not to tell Millicent that she was sharing her lover, because Millicent would want to know if she had told Lou.
At first, Debbie hadn't wanted to keep it a secret, telling Carol that she should tell Lou for her own good. But somehow, Carol had been able to talk Debbie into keeping it a secret, and so far, no one knew.
Carol just wasn't sure if Lou would be able to handle knowing, and that was her reason for not telling him. She had been honest with him about her first two lovers, the way Millicent told her to be, and even though Lou had seemed upset, she knew that he could put up with it a little. He had to.
However, in the past few weeks, there had been some changes. Lou hadn't been making love to her as often as he usually did, and those times when he did were only when she pulled him on top of her and begged him for it.
He would usually lay back, and when she got him up, she had to climb on his cock and work her way up and down.
The last time it had happened, about two weeks earlier, she had finally started yelling at him and asking him what's wrong.
"I just figured I don't have to fuck my wife anymore," he had said to her. "I figured that she's getting what she wants from her lovers."
"I don't have any," she had said to him, even though it was a lie.
She had broken up with her second lover several weeks earlier, and she had told Lou all about it. And even though she had only made it with Rod once, at Debbie's, she didn't think of him as her lover yet. She wanted to wait to see how things worked out.
"How the hell am I supposed to believe that?" Lou had asked her.
"You doubt what I tell you," she said, moving her hand through the thick black hairs around his cock. "I'm being perfectly honest with you."
"And how am I supposed to know that?"
Carol had been getting more and more frustrated with him, for even though his dick was fully hard and she was stroking it nicely, he didn't act like he was feeling anything.
"Look, Lou, I was the one who was honest with you when I told you that I had a lover. You never told me about all your little affairs during lunch hours or with your secretaries, until I demanded that you do it. So who is never honest? Huh? Huh?"
"I didn't think that you could accept it," he said.
"Well, I could. I did. And now, you should accept it when I tell you that I'm with someone else. Shit, Lou, it's no blow to your masculinity, I hope."
"It is," he said.
"If it was, you wouldn't be able to get it up, so don't give me that bullshit. Besides, you must have fucked so many women in your life, enough to know that you're a terrific fuck. That's right Lou, you are. And that's why I have no lover now. I'd only take a lover who compares to you."
"If I can believe you," he said.
She remembered how she had ended up going down on him that night, and sucking him dry. But after that, it was senseless to try to get him up again.
It had been one of the most enthusiastic orgasms ever.
Then, she had seen Rod again, and she knew that she was going to keep seeing him. She loved the way he sucked her pussy, better than the way he fucked her, but she was starting to enjoy that, too.
But she hadn't told Lou about it yet because she was having enough trouble with him coming to grips about the other two men. He seemed to be blaming his lack of sexual interest in her on the previous lovers. He would never understand Rod.
Besides, she knew that Lou knew Rod, and Rod was much younger and much more handsome than Lou was. If her previous lovers were a threat to him, Rod most certainly would be, even more.
But her conscious kept telling her that she should tell Lou. She thought that she owed it to him to tell him, yet she wanted her sex life with him to get better. Doing one would certainly make the other worse.
So she was just trying to forget all about it, even though it had been on her mind for weeks. And that afternoon with Rod had just confirmed her previous thoughts that she was going to want this affair to continue for a while.
She always felt good when Rod left her, and that, she told herself, was what sexual satisfaction was all about.
As the she heard the front door open, she thought it was her child.
"Is that you, honey?" she asked, yelling out.
"No, it's me," she heard Lou saying. He could tell from the child-like voice she had put on that she assumed it was their son. "Where is he?"
"Over at Debbie's, playing with Paul," Carol said.
She didn't have to yell to him too much longer, for he walked into the living room where she was stretched out on the couch.
She thought that he looked a little tired, for his black hair wasn't combed right. He looked so worried about things, and as he sat down on the couch next to her, she moved her hand down to his firm jaw and stroked him.
He looked at her and tried to smile, but he couldn't.
"It's just not going to work, Carol," he said to her.
"What? What are you talking about?"
"I know about you and Rod Parker. The two of us just had a long talk in the bar down the block. I must admit that it came as something of a shock to know it was him."
Carol's jaw dropped open as she stared at her husband. She moved her lips to his hand and started to kiss it.
"But you're the one that I love," she said. "Rod's just a man I've been fucking."
"You never told me about him," Lou said. "You've been lying about him for the past few weeks. How can I ever believe that there aren't any others?"
"Lou, what are you trying to tell me?"
"I'm leaving you, Carol," he said. "I'm trying to be as civil as I possibly can because I don't want to get too violent."
He stood up, pulling his hand away from her grasp. Carol was so shocked. As she looked at him, she realized that she would probably never be able to live without him. Her whole life revolved around him, and no matter what Millicent Mills said, keeping her husband was more important to her than anything else.
It was something that she could only realize as her marriage was on the verge of collapse, as it was now.
She reached for his jacket as he started to walk away, and she pulled it.
"Look, don't leave me," she started to scream through her tears. "Lou, I do love you. I've always loved you and I always will."
He turned and stared at her, the hatred burning in his eyes.
"How the fuck can you say that?" he asked. "How can you say that when you make it with other men? Huh? What kind of bullshit is this I hear?"
Carol could see how mad he was, and she was about to say something when she thought of something else. What she planned to say was the kind of thing that Millicent Mills would say, and it would definitely turn him right off.
So she rephrased her words before saying them.
"And me?" she asked him, crying. "What about me? I know that you make it with other girls, but I never think that it means you don't love me. I hope to God that you still love me, and I understand that these girls are only for physical pleasure. Oh, Lou, there's a physical thing and there's an emotional thing. I only feel the emotions when I'm with you because I only love you."
She could see that she was getting to him, because he was making no attempt to leave. She jumped off the couch and got down on her knees, right in front of him.
"I am pleading with you, on my knees, nof to leave," she said, crying between each word and gasping for breath in the hopes that she could get it all out.
He had his fists clenched together, and she could see that he was trying to let something out, but was having a hard time.
"Do you want to hit me for not telling you about Rod?" she screamed. "Please, if you want to do it, hit me. Hit me."
Lou pulled his fist back and then smashed it against her cheek. She fell back as she felt the blow, and her vision was blurred for a few seconds. She could feel the blood starting to drip out of her nose.
As soon as Lou saw that, he dropped to his knees. .
"Oh God, baby, I'm sorry," he said, and he rested his body on top of hers and started to kiss her on the lips.
As he did, she could feel his hands pulling at her house dress, ripping the buttons right off because of his eagerness. She could also feel something that she hadn't felt in the longest time, and it was great.
His cock was bulging in his pants, and she knew it was because of his anticipation about this fuck. She started to rub his dick hard.
"Oh, Lou," she moaned, as she felt him licking her neck, "your cock just feels like it's ready to shoot. I love it, baby."
He sat up on his knees and looked down at her naked, heaving tits. He could see how stiff her nipples were, and as he moved down on her legs, he saw how nice her cunt looked.
He started to rip off his clothes, not caring about his buttons, either.
When he had his shirt off, Carol rubbed her fingers over his black hairy chest. She thought that his chest fur felt great, and she pushed some out of the way as she started to finger his stiff nipples.
He moaned as she pulled on them, and he seemed to love it.
Lou pushed his pants and underwear down to his ankle and as his cock popped up and slapped against his belly, she grabbed it.
"Oh, Lou, I haven't seen you this way in the longest time. Oh, baby, if you were only like this all the time, maybe I could put up with not having anyone else."
"Shut up," he said, thrusting his cock in her clenched hand. "This is no time for you to be talking. We should be fucking."
With those words, he pulled his cock out of her hands and started to slide down her body. He rubbed his cock near her cunt and then shoved himself in.
Carol thrust her ass up off the carpeted floor to meet him halfway, and then she started to buck up and down as he fucked her.
She wrapped her legs around his ass and got into the feeling of his warm, furry body on top of hers. He hadn't fucked her like this in a long time, and she wanted to take full advantage of it.
She started to rub his buttocks with her feet, and as he got more and more excited she could-feel the tension mounting in his cock.
However, she knew that she didn't want him to come this fast. She knew that if he came so fast, she would lose all sensation. He had to hold back a little longer.
As he thrust in, she wrapped her legs around his buttocks tightly so that he couldn't move, and when he looked up at her, she pulled his lips to hers and kissed him hard, sucking his eager to thrust tongue into her mouth.
His chest was sweating on her heaving tits, and she loved the way that was feeling. She could feel her pussy spasming tightly around his cunt, and she knew that was enough to keep him up and pulsating.
"Oh God, I can feel another one coming on," she moaned.
The thrill of having him be this forceful with her, something that he hadn't done in a long time, was enough to make her start peaking again, right on top of a first orgasm. She waited until the second one subsided before letting him start thrusting again.
When he did, he pulled his cock back far, to the point where she thought he might fall out. However, he had always been something of an expert when it came to long strokes, and he made sure that he never fell out.
His long cock was making sensational contact with her clit, and she could feel her pussy starting to spasm hard around him once again.
He rammed his way in hard when his cock started to pulsate, and then she felt him starting to come inside of her. He was filling her pussy with thick loads of his cock cream, and she started to lick the sweat off his cheeks and neck as he groaned with orgasmic pleasure. He continued to thrust long after coming.
As he collapsed with exhaustion, on top of her, he kissed her face everywhere.
"Oh, Carol,, I hope that was enough to make you see how much I love you. God, I haven't come like that with a hooker in ages."
"And you haven't come like that with me in just as long," she said, rubbing her hands up and down his muscular back.
"True," he said. "I guess I have been neglecting you a little. Even before you sprung it on me that you were having an affair, I guess I'd been thinking about it. And then, once you told me, I just thought it was a good enough reason not to come near you."
"And you never did," she said. "Or didn't do it with enthusiasm."
He moved his hand to her nose and touched the dried blood
"I'm so sorry about this," he said. "I wanted to let it out, and you kept telling me to let it out, and so..."
"You let it out," she said, smiling. "I can feel it."
"Hey, it's not hurting, is it?" he asked.
"A little. But it's worth it for all the pleasure that you brought to me. I can't remember the last time when I've felt so good."
She moved her hand down to his cock and she was rubbing it, hoping that he would be able to get it up again. That, she knew, would be something that he hadn't done in a long time. Two orgasms in a row with her was rare.
"Do you want to make it again?" he asked her, sensing what she was doing.
"Of course. I want to suck that cock of yours for a while, and possibly even just make you come like that. Do you remember the last time I sucked you? Well, I got your come, but very little else. Let's do it right this time."
He rolled off of her and lay on his back. As he did, his limp cock flopped between his legs, but she reached for it and started to suck on him.
She sucked on his balls for a few minutes while she tugged on his cock, and when she felt him starting to grow again, she started to suck the shaft. She flicked her tongue back and forth over the tip of his dick, and he started to grow at a more rapid rate.
"You always did have a talent for it," he moaned, thrusting his hips up.
"I like that kind of response," she said, licking his cock with her tongue at the same time so that the pleasure would not subside, even for a second.
She started to try and dig her tongue into the piss slit of his cock, and as she did, she felt his hand rubbing her ass.
"Bring that pussy over to me, honey," he moaned. "It's been a long time since I ate that cunt of yours. I hope it tastes as good as I remember."
"I hope it tastes better than you remember," she said.
That was all she said, for she was ready to suck his cock all the way in back of her throat. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and took him all the way down. As he thrust his hips up a little, she started to tickle his buttocks.
He lifted his head and began to eat her pussy, running his tongue back and forth over her cunt lips until they were so wet that they just spread apart on their own. Then he started to do some pussy probing with his skilled tongue, until he had made contact with her stiff clit. Then, her juices started to drip onto his face.
She could feel her whole body bursting with sensation, and she started to wiggle her ass around a little, just so he'd know how much she loved it. His hands were rubbing her buttocks good and hard.
He could feel his cock pulsating hard in her mouth, and he pulled his head back to warn her that he was going to come.
With the way she was squeezing his balls and sucking on his cock, there was no way that he was going to be able to hold back. He just told her to get ready, and once he did that, he started to shoot thick loads of come into her mouth.
She sucked on him eagerly, first letting the come shoot onto her tongue so that she could smear it all over his rod, then sucking and sucking just to get that flavor off again. She could smell his strong musky odor turning her on, and she started to come again. His tongue was there catching everything.
As the orgasms subsided, she had a wonderful idea. She got up and walked over to the living room phone. She dialed Debbie's number.
"Deb," she said, "would you mind keeping the kid for the night?"
"Not at all," Debbie said. "I don't see why, though."
"Well, I'll tell you all about it later," Carol said. "Lou came home in a great mood tonight, if you get my meaning. If you don't, I'll tell you all about it tomorrow, okay? Talk to you then. And, thanks again."
As she hung up, she saw that Lou was lying on the carpet with his legs spread, tugging on his matted pubic patch.
"Tell me something," he said to her, "do you and Debbie Walsh discuss everything?"
"Well, we are best friends," she said.
She walked to the bar and made two drinks, then walked back and sat down beside him. They made a toast to a long, happy marriage, and then they started to drink. Of course, they were still touching each other, almost like newlyweds exploring.
He moved his mouth to her tit and sucked on it while he had an ice cube in his mouth, and she loved the sensations she could feel from it.
As he moved his hand down to her pussy and started to massage her again, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"What about Rod?" , "Huh?" she asked, sorry that his name had come up all over again.
"Are you still going to see him?" he asked her. "I have to know."
"I don't know," she said. "What about you? Are you still going to fuck around with all those whores during lunch hours?"
"I don't know," he said to her, and she felt his cock growing a little. She knew that he must have been thinking about those whores, still, and that was answer enough as far as she could tell.
He was certainly planning to continue.
"I'll tell you what," she said, tugging harder and harder to make him hard. "If you remain faithful to me, I'll remain faithful to you. But believe me, there's no sense in trying to hide it from each other. You know that I'll find out what you're doing."
"I guess you will continue then," he said, smiling.
"It's up to you. And look, you are up. Anyway, I know one person who'd be happy if I break up with Rod. Debbie, for sure."
She moved her mouth down to his cock and started to lick the drop of come away from the tip, flicking her tongue out as she did. She could feel how hard his shaft was, and she couldn't wait for him to fuck her.
"Why will Debbie be so happy?" he asked her.
"The first time I ever made it with Rod was when Debbie was there. We had what you'd call a threesome."
"Why would you invite Debbie to do that?" he asked, thrusting his cock against her lips. He was asking her now, mainly out of curiosity.
"I didn't invite her," Carol said. "She was the one who was having an affair with Rod from the beginning. She kind of asked me."
"Kind of asked you?" he asked, warily.
"Well, it just happened," she said. Carol knew that she couldn't tell him how she and Debbie had made it with each other because he certainly wouldn't have understood that. As a matter-of-fact, she thought that he was acting pretty nice about the threesome.
"So, Debbie had him first?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, and suddenly, she realized something. "Hey, you're not supposed to know that, okay? I don't want you telling Mickey about it. Debbie's planning to tell him soon, but she hasn't told him yet."
"Honesty is the best policy," he said. "Although, I didn't like it."
"But you got used to it," she said.
And then, she sucked his cock deep into her mouth, and continued to suck him until she could feel him pulsating hard.
Then, she pulled her mouth away and climbed on top of his upraised shaft. She started to ride his cock up and down, reaching for his balls so she could squeeze them at the same time. She could feel his cock pulsating again, but she slowed down until the pulsations subsided a bit. Not that it made a difference.
For the night was young, the kid out of the house, and she knew that she and Lou had all night to make up for lost time.
Her heart simply throbbed with anticipation at the thought of this, and her pussy juices started to flow.