Chapter 3
Vicki went shopping before she met Sheri for lunch. Window shopping, primarily. Unlike some women, she seldom bought on impulse. She saved her impulsive behavior for her sexual escapades.
"We should meet more than twice a month for lunch," Sheri said as Vicki joined her at the outdoor table in front of the bistro. "You're the only person I feel comfortable talking to about personal stuff."
Vicki lifted one eyebrow. "Sounds like the lady has a problem."
The waitress came by and took their order for wine and the quiche of the day.
"I found out that Johnny was screwing his secretary," Sheri said.
"You said was. Does that mean he stopped?"
"I'm not sure," Sheri said. "He says he has, but I don't know if I can trust him."
"What are you going to do about it?" Vicki asked.
"What would you do?"
"Well, if I had invested ten years in a marriage, I don't think I would do anything rash. First, I would be furious, then we would talk about it."
"I went right out and screwed another man. I don't know what else I'm going to do."
"Did you like it with another man?"
"It wasn't bad," Sheri replied. "Sort of awkward at first. I mean, I haven't been with another man in ten years. I wouldn't mind doing it again, though. I think I understand why Johnny wanted another woman. Someone new can get the old juices flowing pretty heavily."
"Yeah, as long as you luck out and get a man who doesn't do it the same way your husband does. Or a wham-bam guy who just wants to climb on and start banging away, then finishes before you get started."
"I lucked out," Sheri said. "I put foreplay with Johnny on the endangered list years ago. Carl brought flowers and champagne and bubble bath. He bathed me, then licked me dry! Can you believe it? Johnny seldom licks my pussy any more. He's never licked my whole body. Carl gave me so many orgasms with his tongue that I lost count. God, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. When he finally put it in me, I took off like a rocket. Jupiter looks so beautiful up close."
"I see why you wouldn't mind doing it again," Vicki laughed. "How about Carl? Does he want to do it again?"
"Yeah, I think so. He said he would call. I thought he was feeding me a line, the way guys do. Not him. He calls every day, when he knows Johnny is at work."
"Well, that's something. At least he didn't bang you and hang your scalp on his belt, as my mother used to say. Is he married?"
"I don't know. I never asked. I don't care. It's just a fling, a fun thing. I don't expect it to last forever."
"That sounds like you're going to meet him again."
"I'm thinking very seriously about it," Sheri replied. "I like the thrill, the sense of adventure, of spreading for another man. Carl does things Johnny doesn't do, things Johnny won't do. And he's got such a gorgeous cock. I love the way it feels when he slides into me real slow. He did it to me twice the day we met. The first time, he did it real slow and easy and let me cum all I wanted to. The next time, he just banged the hell out of me." She snickered. "I came all I wanted to that time, too."
"How would Johnny take it if he found out?"
"He wouldn't like it," Sheri replied. "So what? I didn't like it when I found out he was banging his prissy little secretary. She's only nineteen, for God's sake. What can he possibly see in such an inexperienced little piece of fluff?"
"Pussy," Vicki said.
"Well, he can't complain. Just last night, he said that I seemed to be sexier than I've been in years. I do feel sexier, more eager for it. Guess we all tend to get in a rut when we've been married a long time. How would you feel if you found out that Brad was having an affair?"
"Pissed to the max," Vicki replied.
"Would you leave him?"
Vicki thought for a moment. "God, I hope I never have to deal with that. I love him, and he loves me. My life would be empty without him. He treats me like a princess. Our sex life hasn't gotten dull. He's a fantastic lover. He turns me inside out with his tongue and his gorgeous cock. I can't bear the thought of sharing that with another woman."
"Then I don't need to ask if you would share him," Sheri teased. She looked at her watch. "Listen, I've got to run. I hope you don't mind."
"You're meeting Carl, aren't you?"
Sheri grinned sheepishly. "Yeah. I didn't give him a definite answer when he called this morning. He said he would wait for me in the usual place until one-thirty."
"Then you'd better get your ass in gear, girl. I'll take care of the check. I hope it's as good as it was the first time."
"Oh, I'm sure it will be," Sheri replied. "I'll give you a call."
Vicki watched Sheri's pretty ass wiggle furiously as she hurried away. She hoped that Sheri never made a run at Brad. He would be tempted to screw her, and that would cause serious trouble. Any woman making a run at him would cause trouble!
She paid the bill and walked the two blocks to her car. She drove several blocks, parked in front of a large office building and slid to the right side of the seat.
Kelly came out a few minutes later and got under the wheel. She slid over next to him and tugged his zipper down.
"I want to hold your cock," she giggled.
"You are one crazy broad," he muttered.
"Uh huh, and I'm horny, too."
"You're always horny."
"You wouldn't be interested in me if I wasn't." She got his cock out and began to stroke it. "Ordinary women who keep their knees together are a dime a dozen."
She played with his cock until they reached the small motel on a side street. He stuffed his cock back in his pants and went into the office to register. He parked in front of their unit, helped her out of the car, and escorted her inside.
She turned around and threw herself at him before he got the door closed. Her arms flew around his neck and she squirmed against him.
He kicked the door shut, put his arms around her and cupped her ass. She tilted her mouth up and he kissed her. Her mouth opened under his. The tip of his tongue played over her lips, caressing lightly, then slowly went into her mouth.
She murmured deep in her throat as he began to plunge his tongue in and out. She held her lips gently against his tongue as it fucked her mouth. She could feel his hard cock against her belly. She curled her hips forward and pressed her cunt mound to his lump. He pulled up on the cheeks of her ass and she moaned. She caught the head of his cock between her thighs and began to dry fuck him.
He pushed her shoulders back and put his hand on her bulging tit. She tilted her head back and stared into his eyes. Her eyes smoldered with lusty hunger. Her sensuous lips parted slightly and the tip of her tongue played over them. She looked and felt totally wanton. She unbuttoned her blouse and pushed his hand inside so he could fondle her big mounds.
He cupped one bare tit. "Such fine tits," he said softly.
"I'm glad you like them. They're the only ones I've got. It feels so good when you play with them."
"This is the first time you haven't worn a bra."
"You can thank my husband. He said that I don't need one."
Kelly chuckled. "He's right. Never thought I would be thanking a woman's husband for that."
"I'm not wearing panties, either" Her eyes sparkled. "Are your wife's tits as big as mine?"
"Nowhere near."
"Does she wear a bra?"
"Honey, she wears enough armor to make an armadillo jealous."
She stepped back and unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way. Her thick, dusky-pink nipples stood fully erect. A flush covered her throat and chest. He hefted first one tit, then the other. Her sex flush spread and deepened. Her big tit buds got so hard they almost hurt. She rubbed her hand over his crotch, confirming that his cock was still hard.
"How often do you fuck her?" She unfastened her skirt and pushed it down.
"Maybe once a month."
She shrugged her blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. "Does she go down on you?"
"Never."
She opened her legs and fluffed up her luxuriant bush. "Do you suck her cunt?"
When her language got earthy, he knew that she was fully primed. "Honey, she turns off all the lights and hides under the covers in a long nightgown. If I do anything but climb on and stick my cock in her, she goes bonkers. Why do you think I look forward to meeting you once a week? I could very easily get hung up on you, you know."
"Don't!" she warned. "This started as a fun thing, and however long it lasts, it's going to stay that way. I'm not about to leave my husband. For you, or anybody." She stepped up to him, opened her legs, and squirmed her cunt mound against his cock bulge. "Now my cunt is hot and juicy. You can fuck me or not. The choice is yours."
He fastened his mouth to her eager lips and her tongue uncoiled like a snake in his mouth. She shuddered and moaned. He slipped a hand between her thighs and caressed her intriguing, mossy cunt mound. She spread her legs wider. The tips of his fingers slithered along her drenched, sizzling slit. She wound her arms around his neck and moaned louder. Two of his fingers snaked into her fiery hole. She whined and jerked her hips, thrusting on his fingers.