Chapter 3
Kristi sat down facing Jerry and crossed her legs loosely so he could see her pussy and sighed deeply.
"Now, what's that all about?"
She blinked her eyes several times and frowned. "I'll tell you, if you promise not to get angry."
"That bad, huh? I walked past your car on the way in the house, and I didn't see any dents or dings, so that can't be it. Did you go on a wild shopping binge and go over the credit limit on your charge card?"
"My boss came on to me today," she said softly.
"Carl Roper, the milquetoast? He hardly seems the type."
"I didn't think so, either. He was very careful how he phrased it so I couldn't claim sexual harassment, but he implied that he would promote me to division manager and give me a private office if I would spread for him."
"Well, I'll be damned," Jerry said. "I thought Prudence had him pussy-whipped. If ever a woman was aptly named, she is. I've seen her only a few times at your office Christmas parties, but she looks and acts like a big battle-axe."
"She is a big one," Kristi agreed, "but maybe she isn't as mean as she looks. Carl talked so obliquely it was hard to get a handle on anything, but I got the distinct impression that she either doesn't care if he fools around, or what he really wants is for me to do a trio with them. He calls her Pruddy, by the way, and seems to think the world of her."
"Yeah, a real devoted husband," Jerry said dryly. "I can't believe he actually talked about her while hitting on you. Boy, if I was hitting on a girl, I wouldn't talk about my wife."
"Well, he mentioned her several times. Maybe she-likes to do it with girls while he watches, or maybe she just-likes to watch him fuck another girl. I don't know. But that's all beside the point. What am I going to do?"
"Honey, we both know that sort of thing goes on all the time in the business world. I'm not sure you have to do anything about it. If you pretend it never happened, he probably won't do it again."
"Maybe not, but I'm pretty sure I won't get the promotion, either, and I deserve it."
"Are you seriously considering putting out for him so he'll promote you? That's what it sounds like to me."
"Darling, I don't want to get promoted just because I spread for the boss. I know that I'm a good piece of ass, but I want to get promoted because I merit it by how I do my job, not by screwing the boss. You can see my dilemma, can't you?"
"No," he said, "I'm not sure I can. It sounds like you might like to fuck him, and you're unsure only because there's a promotion involved."
"Darling, when a Lothario hits on a girl, she expects it and discounts it as just his way. When an unpretentious guy hits on her, it's easy to take it as a compliment, a sign that he sees something in her that he-likes and really wants her for herself, not as just another conquest."
"That sounds awfully convoluted to me."
"Because you don't think like a girl, darling. Let's turn it around. Suppose you had a female boss, and she told you that she would promote you if you screwed her. What would you do?"
"That isn't a good analogy. I don't have a female boss."
"You're being difficult, darling, and that's out of character for you. If you don't like that analogy, let me try another one. Suppose Howard told you that his wife-likes younger guys, and he'll promote you if you bang her."
"That's an even worse analogy. Cora really is a battle-axe, and Howard is always complaining that she thinks sex is dirtier than a sewage treatment plant. Besides, I happen to know that he's banging his secretary every day at lunch, in a seedy little motel down the street from the office."
"The least the bastard could do is take her to a nice motel or hotel and buy her lunch first," Kristi said heatedly. "But that doesn't help me decide what I ought to do."
"Well, I'll tell you what I don't want you to do," Jerry said firmly. "I know how badly you want that promotion, but I don't want you to fuck Carl to get it. If our situations were reversed and my boss was a woman, I wouldn't fuck her to get promoted."
"Well, at least that's a straight answer. Suppose your boss was a woman, a really sexy woman and she came on to you, would you be tempted to fuck her, just for fun?"
He thought for a moment, and turned the tables on her. "Does Carl really turn you on? Do you think it would be fun to fuck him?"
He expected her volcanic temper to erupt. He sometimes teased her about her temper, but he knew that a woman who had no temper had no passion, and a woman without passion was a dud in bed.
"You're evading the question," she said quickly, afraid he would see that he had hit the nail on the head and that she'd better change the subject. "You didn't forget that Belinda will be here tomorrow, did you?"
He didn't want to pursue the subject any more than she did. If his boss was a sexy woman and she came on to him, he would be tempted to fuck her. "As a matter-of-fact, I did. How long is she going to stay?"
"Until she finds a place to live, however long that might take. When she told me that she was being transferred here, I told her that she could stay as long as she needs. Having her here is going to be like our college days."
"Don't get your hopes too high, sweetheart. That was five years ago, and things change over time."
"Some things don't." She wondered what he would say if he knew that she and Belinda were not only roommates in college, they were also lovers. Could she find a way, and the time, to renew that part of their relationship without her husband catching on? She hoped so. She had made it with only one other girl since she graduated, and she wanted so badly to eat pussy again. "You don't mind Belinda being here, do you?"
"No, not really, I guess."
"I thought you liked her."
"Well, I don't dislike her. I've met her only a couple of times, so I don't really know her that well, but she comes on pretty strong."
"She can be a little kinky, darling, but you'll get used to it. Do you know why she has never married?"
"Because she's such a ball-breaker?"
Kristi chuckled. "She is aggressive, isn't she? No, she thinks no one man can keep her satisfied, and a husband wouldn't understand her need for variety." She set her cup down and got on her knees and fondled his cock. "Just give her as good as she gives you, and you'll do just fine. She's my best girlfriend, and I want you to get along with each other." She slowly worked his foreskin up and down, baring and covering the head of his cock. "Does that feel good?"
He watched her hand a few moments before replying. She was hiding something, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Whatever it was, he would find out soon. She couldn't hide things from him very long. "Yeah, damn good."
"I get all shivery inside when I play with your big cock and it gets so hard. Want to give it to me up the ass this time?"
"You know I do," he said.
She peeled the foreskin all the way back and took the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking gently and pumping him slowly with her hand wrapped loosely around the shaft.
"Aaahhh, that feels good, baby," he said, his voice strained, a hoarse whisper.
She lifted her head, and a string of saliva dangled between her lips and his cockhead. She caught it with her tongue, then smacked her lips and said, "I'd better stop before I go too far and you can't fuck my ass."
"You asked too late when I was fucking you."
"I know, darling, and that's fine, but I want it in my ass this time." She tossed him the bottle of oil that was sitting on the bed table, then rolled onto her belly.
He lubed her ass-hole, and she started shaking with passion the instant he touched her.
"Darling," she murmured, "have you ever had two girls at the same time?"
"Yeah, a couple times." He poured more oil in the crack of her ass and stuck his finger in her ass-hole.
She lifted her ass and wiggled it slowly. "That must really be a blast for a guy, having two pussies to eat and fuck. I can close my eyes and see them lying side by side, two horny girls spread out so you could see their hairy pussies and big tits at the same time, quivering with anticipation, waiting for whatever you wanted to do with them."
"Who said they had big tits?"
"Well, that's just the way I picture them.
They were horny, weren't they?"
"Yeah, they were pretty horny." He held the base of his cock and put the slippery tip of his cock into the tight ring of her ass. "They have to be, or they won't do a threesome."
"Did they eat each out?"
He slammed forward, fucking his prick halfway in with the first stab. "Yeah, once," he grunted.
The invasion of her ass-hole made her catch her breath. She struggled to her hands and knees and shivered and moaned and shoved her ass back at him. "Does it turn you on, watching girls eat each other?"
She knew she had struck a nerve when he grunted again and crammed the rest of his prick all the way into her butt with the second jab.
"Ooohhh, fuck," she muttered.
Fucking her ass-hole always turned him into a furnace of passion. He held onto her hips and skewered the tiny, tight hole hidden between her shapely buns, driving his prick to the hilt with each forward lunge.
The force of his lunges rocked her body, her tits swayed and jiggled, and her stiff nipples grazed the satin sheet, stimulating her even more. His ass-splitting rod impaling her had a strange effect on her, as it always did.
He watched his prick disappear and reappear from deep within her ass, holding her trembling body and grunting. After the first couple of strokes, her sphincter relaxed, making it easier for him to penetrate her tight back door. He felt the subtle change in her body and fucked her a little faster, and the muscles in her ass-hole actually formed a knot around his shaft and tugged at it. He slid his hands under her belly, through the nest of thick hair, into the top of her slit, and massaged her fleshy love button.
"You like taking my cock up the ass, don't you?"
She shoved her ass back at him and tightened her sphincter. "At least as much as you like to stick it there," she panted.
He hunched his cock into her hard and strummed her clit rapidly. "You're a hot little bitch," he grunted.
"As hot a bitch as you want me to be, darling! If you can think of it, I'll do it."
He ground his finger on her clit and banged her ass so hard, he rocked her body. His balls swung back and forth, thudding against her hairy gash with each furious jab.
She soared with frenzied passion, riding the full fury of his ass-splitting cock, grinding her ass cheeks back at him, gulping his powerful pole with her narrow back channel, jolts of carnal furor shooting through her entire body. "Oh, baby, I love the way you fuck my ass," she panted.
He rode her ass hard, his prick about to rupture. "Here it comes, baby, gonna fill your guts with cum! Take it, take all of it!"
"Yeah, baby," she muttered, her own orgasm starting, "give me everything you've got!"
"I'm cumming, baby," he moaned, "I'm cumming in your ass!"
"I can feel it, baby, and I'm cumming with you!"
A torrential outpouring of hot jizz shot into her tight ass and she whipped into a frenzied orgasm. A strange orgasm, the kind she got only when she took a cock up the ass. The sensation blew her mind, snapped her into an erotic euphoria as another climax ripped through her body.
Her clit tingled under his finger, and she couldn't tell if she was cumming in her ass or in her clit, but she loved every second of the glorious sensations. She jerked and bucked tumultuously, mashing her clit into his hand and her ass into his groin, riding the fury of her climax to the end.
They both began to descend from the peak of passion, down from the wild, careening rocket ride through the solar system that left them weak and satisfied, and he groaned deep in his chest, struggling to breathe normally. He eased his prick out of her ass and sprawled on his back, and she flopped on her belly.
"Darling, I've been well and truly fucked tonight, and I love the feeling," she said softly.
"What's this business about having two girls at the same time? That came right off the wall."
"Did it?"
"Don't play innocent with me. You know it did."
She got up on her hands and knees and crawled off the bed, then looked at him over her shoulder and grinned. "You really fucked me good, so it worked, didn't it?"
She blew him a kiss and went into the bathroom, leaving her baffled husband wondering about the true meaning of the conversation.
She perplexed him even more when she called out, "If we brought another girl to bed with us, would you fall in love with her and leave me?"
"Why are you playing head games with me?"
She pretended to misunderstand. "Darling, you know I'll give you head any time you want. Any time, any place." She stuck her head around the door and giggled. "Isn't that a quaint expression? I can't give you my head."
"No, but you can play games with mine."
She came into the room and crawled in bed. She kissed him, deeply and lovingly, and snuggled down and wrapped her arms around him. "Good night, darling, sleep tight."
"I want to talk," he said.
"Oh, darling, I'm too tired to talk. You wore me out with your beautiful cock."
She snuggled closer to him and was sound asleep in moments.