Chapter 8
Bill couldn't understand it. He had developed a wild story of midnight car trouble to explain his all-night absence, but there had been no need for it. No questions; no questions at all.
A squirt of grapefruit struck him in the eye and made him squint. "Aren't you curious?" he asked his wife.
"Curious, dear? About what?"
"About where I was last night?"
"Oh, darling, you don't have to explain. I understand your weaknesses." She reached under the table and gave his knee an affectionate squeeze. "When Sheena called and told me how excited you were, I knew I had lost you for the evening."
"She did that? She called you and told you about it?"
Claudia winked at him and grinned. "You bad, bad boy."
Bill almost choked. "Oh, my God-she didn't!" "She most certainly did." "And you didn't mind?" "Of course, I missed you, honeybunch. But I know how you are about those silly movies."
"Silly movies? Oh, yes," Bill smiled. "Yes, yes, silly movies."
So that explained it. He had spent a night in another woman's bed, his wife thought he had been watching movies, and she seemed genuinely happy for him. There was a pink flush to her cheeks and a pleasantness about her that was seldom there in the mornings.
In fact, her cheerful attitude rivaled that of the woman he had just left. Suddenly, he understood.
"All right!" he shouted, dropping his spoon. "Who is he?"
"He who, darling?" she asked, fighting to keep her expression innocent.
"He who you spent the night with!"
His wife tittered nervously. "Don't be ridiculous, darling."
"Do I know him?"
"Of course, you don't-" She stopped herself. "I-I mean, h-honey, you're just imagining things.. . "
Bill knew his wife was lying-just as he had lied to her. He should have been enraged, but somehow the anger just didn't come.
"I want to meet him," he said simply.
"You what?" Shock overcame her efforts to disguise the truth. "Oh, come off it, Bill!" Her mocking laughter turned into a snarl. "Just what do you want? A menage a trois? A threesome?"
A slow smile crept over her husband's face. "I was thinking more along the lines of a foursome."
"Oh, my God! You don't mean t-that you.. .y-you and Sheena.. .Oh, my God! You fucked her!"
Then, she grinned at him. "You horny bastard! I didn't think you had it in you."
Bill returned her naughty expression as his dick twitched and began to harden. Yes, a foursome would be interesting. Very interesting.
Across town, another wife was staring at a cheating husband. Or, rather, at the newspaper that hid his face.
"I thought we might invite Sheena over this evening," she said nonchalantly.
The newspaper slowly lowered.
"Oh?" her husband said, staring at her across the top of the paper. "What did you have in mind?"
"We can play some rummy.. .and she's just been dying to see the videos of our vacation."
Alex chuckled as he returned to reading. "Just be careful which videos you show her."
"Oh, I will, darling. I'll be very careful.. . "
In another part of town, thoughts of the divorced woman were occupying the mind of another man. John was watching his wife, partially clad in a filmy nightgown, and mentally comparing her figure with his memories of Sheena's voluptuous body. The sexy comparison made his heart hammer at his ribs as he stared at April's silhouette in the bathroom doorway.
What a time that had been, fucking the woman-two women, actually-in a bathroom just like this.. .Claudia with her nice body and warm pussy, backed up against the door, standing in almost the same position April was in now.. . Sheena even sexier, her figure almost perfect, rivaling his own wife's youthful beauty.
"John.. .be careful," April cautioned. "You know what happens when you get that look in your eye, and you have to get to work."
He stepped toward her. His hair was still damp from the shower and he wore only a pair of briefs. She made no move to turn away when he placed his hands on her shoulders and drew her closer.
"Mmmmmm," she whispered as a thrill ran through her. "You smell so good after a shower. Sweet and soapy.. . "
"Damn if you're not the sexiest woman I've ever known," he whispered, moving his lips close to her ear.
"Sexier even than Sheena?"
"Sheena?" He stiffened. "Why do you ask that?"
She gave him a teasing smile. "Because she's the sexiest woman we know. And I know you like her-I saw the way you looked at her at the party the other night."
"When?" he asked apprehensively. "Early, or later?"
She laughed. "Does it matter?" "No, no. Of course not." She slipped out of his grasp. "Let me check on your coffee," she said. "You look hungry." "Yeah, I'm hungry.. . "
The white lace of her nightgown rustled as he put his hands back on her shoulders.
She closed her eyes and savored his nearness, his touch, the tingling impression of his fingertips as they brushed across her face. "If you're trying to get me excited, it's working."
His hands stroked her breasts through her thin nightgown, and he thumbed the veiled swells of her rising nipples. He tipped his head and kissed her cheek.
"Please, John," she pleaded. "You're turning me on."
"I've been late to work before," he mumbled, his breath warm against her neck. "Dad will be angry."
"I'll just tell him I had to fuck his daughter."
"And what would he say to that?" she teased, finding his smooth, hard chest irresistible to her touch.
"He'd say, 'Atta boy-poke her one for me, too.'"
"He wouldn't," she protested, leaning close, drawn by a power that was beyond her.
She inhaled deeply as his arms came around her, and she rubbed her cheek against his chest. She pressed her lips to his nipple and smoothed one hand over his hard stomach. The tiny bud hardened between her lips while her delicate, feminine fingertip explored the small hollow of his navel.
He kissed the top of her head. A muscle twitched in his jaw as he combed his fingers through her long, silken tresses. His cock twitched and came to life, anxious to bury itself in her soft flesh.
He reached for the bottom of her nightgown and lifted it above her hips. Bared, her hairless pussy was a tempting sight. The smooth, twin ridges formed a fleshy vee between her legs, the loose, pink bulge of her inner lips squeezing forth to fill the gap.
She stepped back with a sigh of resignation and let him pull the lacy garment over her head. Her skin prickled as the moist air bathed her body. Naked, she turned and tugged on his hand.
"Come on," she said, leading him toward the bedroom. "Let's hurry."
"Let's not," he said, his hungry eyes ogling every movement of her bouncing body as she padded barefoot before him.
"You're terrible, John," she said with a giggle, "you really are."
"Isn't that the way you like me?"
He spun her toward him and watched her tits jiggle to a standstill.
"Yes, I suppose so." She trembled expectantly as his warm lips touched her shoulder. The lemony scent of shampoo became stronger; the masculine muskiness of after shave lotion teased her senses.
His lips moved downward, across the quivering sweep of her breasts, to kiss her nipples.
She cooed with feminine contentment, curling her fingers through his hair while he licked wide circles around the stiffening spikes. Her stance widened and a shiver ran through her body as his hand rustled across the shaved prominence of her pubic bulge and slipped between her thighs. They closed around him when his finger slipped into her cunt.
She was soft and moist between the legs, and he ached for her as he kissed her eyelids. She was a responsive woman, and her juices flowed readily, wetting his hand.
"You are a terrible, terrible man," she said, thrusting her tit toward the hand that was doing such pleasant things to her nipple. Sensual tingles radiated from the tiny button, joining with those that were rising from between her legs.
"Baby, you're beautiful."
And she was, too. The most beautiful woman he could possibly imagine. So why did his mind keep running to thoughts of other women while he fondled her?
But try as he might, he couldn't dispel the memory of another blonde, naked, and cuddled in his lap with her pussy clutching him intimately. It was just the variety, he knew, and not deep feelings that attracted him to Sheena's alluring charms.
He had been fucking April exclusively for almost a year now, so it was only natural for his interest to be straying. No, not straying. Widening.
Feeling guilty for his thoughts, he pulled his wife's shuddering body into his arms and made her gasp with the power of his kiss. His hands moved over her, massaging her back, making her melt against him.
The cotton of his briefs, the only thing that separated the hardened ridges of his sex from her warm belly, was rough against his cock. Irritating. To them both.
With a sudden, impassioned groan, April broke away and pushed John's shorts down to expose his sexy extension. She took a deep breath, then sank to her knees. He stepped back and let her slide the garment fully away.
Her fist settled around his hard cock before she stood back up. Sobbing with need, she began pumping his hefty penis with her fist. His mind numbed, thoughts of all other women instantly vanishing as his wife's delicate hands manipulated his shaft.
"Breakfast, baby," he said with groan, feeling her cheek brush against his belly as she brought her face close to his hard-on.
"Hmmm, yes," she murmured, tugging on his balls to draw his dick downward. "Hot, spicy sausage and eggs."
Purring, she gently kissed up and down the length of the stout shaft. She grasped the fat head lightly with her fingertips and held it back so that she could tongue its sensitive underside. His cock jerked as she teased the thick vein, and his Adam's apple quivered.
April's tongue slithered downward, and she began lapping at his cum-swollen balls. He shuddered as she sucked one into her mouth.
"Oh, yeah, baby! Yeah!"
She sucked on his balls until he thought they would burst, and then her lips moved back up and closed around his swollen cockhead. He grunted and clenched his fists. The sensations overwhelmed him.
She dipped her head, and his cock disappeared.
With her tongue swirling around it, her lips spiraled their way to the base, the heat of her saliva transferring her internal fire to his groin.
"Suck me, baby. Suck my dick."
"Mmmmmm.. .your big, big dick," she mumbled around the shaft that stretched her jaws.
She slurped and tongued him until his nuts were swirling in hot cream. God, he was a lucky guy-to be married to a woman who enjoyed sucking cock so much. It was a talent he had taught her, one they had developed together in the year of their marriage.
But how would Sheena's lips feel right now, he wondered traitorously, stretched around his throbbing pole? Would her mouth be as hot? Would her tongue strokes be as uninhibited? Would she drink down his cum with the same reckless abandon as his wife always did?
"Damn!" he murmured, the comparison bringing him to the very verge of cumming. "Damn!" He fought to dispel the image, to concentrate on the lips that were closed around his cock now, to savor the spine-tingling tongue caresses, the erotic labors of a devoted woman.. .his wife.
"Baby.. .you're terrific.. .suck me.. .eat my dick!"
He rocked back on his heels and began fucking her face. His prick slid past her tonsils and into her throat. Her lips wriggled around him, trying to make him a part of herself.
"Fuck!" he gasped, "I'm going to cum."
"No, honey," she said, pulling her lips away before it was too late, "not this way."
"Dammit, baby," he muttered, shifting his weight from foot to foot while her fingers worked, their feather-like touch keeping his erection from fading. "Please.. . "
She felt sorry for him, but her need was as great as his. Her pussy was sopping wet, just begging for the attention of that big, throbbing cock. It was too bad they didn't have all day to play.
She stood up quickly. "Suck my tits," she told him.
He obeyed without protest. She pushed her mounds into his face and squealed with delight as his lips went to work. Grasping her ass to hold her in position, he swirled his tongue over her rosy flushed breast flesh and slurped on her nipples.
April responded with an impassioned sob. His nipping teeth gave her more pleasure. "Oh, yes," she sobbed. "Suck my nipples! Harder! Harder!"
Harder? It was all John could do to keep from sucking the damn things off! And the way her wiggling ass kept her belly squirming around his hard cock didn't help.
"Fuck me, John!" she suddenly cried. "I can't wait anymore!"
She pulled away from him and fell back on the bed. Her legs opened wide. John's eyes feasted for an instant on the gaping gash that split her legs. Arousal had given her smooth-shaven love mound a rosy hue, and her swollen cunt lips were damp and glistening with a thick coating of womanly juices.
John leaped onto the bed between her drawn-up knees and guided the bloated head of his dick toward her damp crease. He wiped his cockhead across it for a moment, thrilling her as he savored her steamy heat. Then he plunged his stout pole right into the heart of the throbbing mass of feminine tissues.
They sighed in unison as his meat sank into her.
"Oh, Christ, baby.. .this is the greatest," he grunted.
"Mmmmm." She murmured, her cunt lips widening to take him in inch by inch. "Do you love me, honey?"
"Sure, baby. Sure."
"It's my pussy that you really love, isn't it?" she cooed, settling back as her cunt lips snuggled around him. "Admit it."
"Yeah, baby, that too."
Her tits did a saucy dance when he began pumping his cock in the tightness of her pussy. That greedy clasp always thrilled him; she was as tight, still, as she had been when he first took her virginity. Would his wife always remain that way? Fresh and youthful, a perpetual cherry?
Her pussy was moist and warm, and it squished sexily around his driving cock. Mewls of gathering excitement came from deep in her throat every time he pressed into her, and a gasping sigh accompanied each withdrawal. John's own grunts of pleasure added an erotic counterpoint to her chorus of passion.
"Oh, this is great," he murmured. "You're so wet.. .so warm.. . " "Ohhh, honey!"
"We could do this all day.. .couldn't we?" "Oh, yes, yes!"
Her hips worked up against him, twisting around his driving pole. Cock hair rubbed her smooth groin and smeared their mixed juices all over her lower belly. His balls felt cuddly and warm, bouncing and squirming against her stretched ass cheeks.
"Fuck me, honey.. . " she encouraged. "Oh, God, your cock is so hard and nice.. .give it all to me, sweetheart.. . uhhhhhh!"
John pounded hard, driving the head of his dick far up into her. The force of their genitals slapping together echoed throughout the room.
She moaned, and still begged for more.
Her pussy lips clung greedily to his burrowing cock. Her heated cunt juice exuded a sexy aroma.. .the smell of good fucking. Sweat from his chest dripped down onto her pointed nipples as he drove harder and harder, faster and faster . . .plundering her snatch.. .each powerful stroke leaving her momentarily breathless.
She arched upward, her slick pussy twisting around his rigid sex column. Hot juices ran down between her legs and warmed her asshole before dripping to the sheet and forming a wet blotch.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she wailed, bucking and bouncing. "Oh God, I'm so hot! Make me cum!"
Her grinding hips gave impetus to her words. His cock rammed her cunthole. The pressure built, urging them both toward a powerful cum.
Visions swirled through his head as he pumped her full with his hot, driving meat. Forbidden visions.. .images hot and sexy.. . another woman.. .another cunt.
April's breath was ragged. "Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Oh, yeah, baby!" Her cries had brought his mind back to her own soft, cuddly flesh. He grasped her waist and plunged his cock deep into her warm cunt. "Yeah, baby! You're the one I want.. . Unngggghh! The.. . only.. . one.. . I want."
Plunging deep, he jammed his cock fully into her and tilted his head back in an impassioned groan.
"Don't stop!" she cried. She shook with arousal. "Don't stop now!"
"Don't worry, sweetheart," he murmured softly, moving his hard cock in her pussy once again. "You want my big dick? You got it, baby. You got it!"
His strokes picked up speed until he was humping her fast and furiously again. In and out, he drove her snatch, and from side to side, his cockhead rubbing her straining cunt walls in every way imaginable.
"Uhhgggghhh!" he grunted, and she responded with a throaty sigh.
In his mind, the sigh turned to a chuckle, and then to mocking laughter. Suddenly, it was a different woman he was plunging his dick intoa woman only one year older, but far more mature. A blonde divorcee whose taunting body had a worldly depth, with none of the youthful innocence of his own young wife.
He rammed hard, trying to drive the cheating thoughts from his mind. But the image only became more powerful. He conceded with a shudder and began hammering his shaft into Sheena's taunting, grinding cunt.
"Oh, John! Honey!" April gasped. "I'm going to do it! I'm going to cum!"
"Do it! Cum with me, She-" A gulp of excitement stole the cheating words from his throat as hot jism erupted from his balls and sprayed through the tiny hole in the end of his prick.
"Yeah!" she cried. "Yeah.. .yeah.. .yeah!"
April humped upward in a frenzy, smacking their groins together as she reached for her own release. Her slick mound bounced around his spouting pole. While his jism swirled inside her, she pressed her thumb between her parted pussy lips and began rubbing her clit.
His strokes quickened. Her tits bobbed, nipples jerking saucily under him. The heat from her clit spread through her groin, and her pussy quivered.
Her breathing became ragged, then she threw her head back in a gurgling cry of passion. "Oh, John.. .I'm cumming.. .yes, I-I'm.. .ohhhhhh!"
His dick was already beginning to shrivel, but his weight continued slapping her belly with a rhythmic intensity that drove her contractions. She worked her clit with her own fingers, stretching out each spasm until long after they had passed.
"Ohhhhh, that was good," she sighed. "For you,too?"
"Yes," John answered quickly. Too quickly, but she didn't realize it.
Luxuriating in the aftermath of her own orgasm, April failed to see that her husband was deeply troubled.
John had just cum in his wife. But he had been fucking another woman. He gathered April's naked, cooling body in his arms and whispered, "Baby, I love you. Only you."
"Mmmmmm," she purred, feeling contented and secure.