Chapter 8
And he ended up having one of the greatest fucks of his life. Not that Tina was a bad fuck, he told himself, much later, as he was letting Melinda make him something to eat. But the circumstances with which he had first found himself making it with her that afternoon had been incredibly hot.
When they had ended up on the couch fucking, he thought that he would be able to go on forever, and it was only when she started to come really hard around him, and he was so turned on that his cock throbbed real hard, that he realized he was not going to be able to hold back for too long.
He had started to shoot his load right into her pussy about ten minutes after he first made it with her. Then they went up to the shower.
They both cleaned themselves off, and while they were in the shower, Bobby could tell that Melinda was hot for another fuck. He loved it when she started to soap up his cock to clean it, and he ended up slipping it into her pussy from behind, then pulling out, and fucking her up against the wall.
Now, as he was eating, he looked at her, and he could see that she was looking at him with a great deal of lust. He liked it.
"You know, I do feel some guilt about what we did," he said.
"Which time?" Melinda asked, and she started to laugh.
"Which time? Any time. All the times that we've made it. We are both married, and I'm good friends with your husband, and you're good friends with my wife."
"So, wouldn't you rather make it with a good friend than an enemy?"
He had to admit to himself that there was some kind of reasoning behind all that.
"I guess so. But I hate the idea of cheating on Tina."
"Well, what if I were to tell you that Tina is probably cheating on you."
For a second, he was a little bit shocked, and he felt like telling her to shut up. He didn't want to hear her talking that way about Tina.
But then, he realized something. If Melinda was telling him the truth, then Tina was probably making it with Joe. And he liked Joe. And if there was any man who Bobby wouldn't have minded making it with his wife, Joe was that man.
How could he mind it? He was fucking around with Joe's wife.
"How do you know something like that?" he asked Melinda.
"Because I know Joe, that's how. And I know that he happens to have the hots for your wife, and would like to make it with her."
"Yes, but has he ever done it?" Bobby had to ask Melinda.
And then, Melinda had to tell Bobby everything that she knew. She told Bobby how she and Joe both didn't mind the idea of fucking around, and how they had talked about Bobby and Tina on many occasions, and how much they'd like to swap.
She talked about how she was sure her husband was coming on to Bobby's wife, but how Tina had not picked up on any of it. She talked about how Joe had come on to her twice during the barbecue, though nothing had happened.
"So now he's with her all day. If he doesn't get her today, he never will."
The idea of watching Tina making it with Joe turned Bobby on. After all, he had been into group scenes back in college, and he was not a possessive man. He thought that the idea of being possessive about a spouse's cunt was stupid.
After all, the cunt was given to a woman for enjoyment. And watching Tina enjoying herself with her cunt would have turned Bobby on.
He thought about how she had always wanted privacy when they were doing it back in college, and that made him shake his head.
"I wouldn't really mind it if she made it with Joe, but I doubt that she has. I mean, I know my wife. I really think she's faithful."
"Do you? Well, I could call Joe and ask him," Melinda said.
Bobby thought that would be a good idea. After all, he figured that if Joe was making it with Tina, then he could have a guilt-free fuck with Melinda. He thought that he could fuck her while thinking about Tina and Joe.
She went into the living room to make her call, and when she came back, Bobby could tell that nothing had gone on, just by the look on Melinda's face.
He finished his lunch, and then told her he was going to go home. Melinda was a little bit disappointed, but she could understand. After all, she knew that this was his vacation, and he probably had other things that he wanted to do aside from fucking.
When Bobby got home that afternoon, he could not stop thinking about what had gone on. The fact that he got a hard-on thinking about fucking Melinda through the window turned him on a lot, but also made him feel guilty.
He wished that Tina was not so much of a prude. He wished that Tina would have gotten it on with him in the middle of one of the orgies back at college, just to loosen her up a little bit. After all, when they were alone, she was one hot bitch, but at the mention of anyone else looking, she froze up.
Bobby felt that his lovely blonde wife had the kind of body that others would love to see in action.
That night, when she came home, he was sure that nothing had happened. He could tell just by how exhausted she was from all the work she had done. She just wanted to get something to eat and then lie down and rest her eyes.
He went up to lie down next to her in bed. As he stroked her hair gently, he began to whisper into her ear, licking her ear at the same time.
"Baby, did anything happen between you and Joe this afternoon?"
"Huh? Bobby, what do you mean? What do you think could have happened?"
"Oh, you know. You're a pretty woman, and he's a hot looking man. And you two were all alone in his office for the whole day."
She started to smile a little bit, and he couldn't really figure out what that meant. Maybe she had made it with him.
But she started to shake her head no, and she slid her hand to the front of his shorts and began to stroke his hard cock bulge.
"No, nothing happened," she said. "Except that we told each other how we met our spouses. I told him a little bit about your college orgies, and he told me how he and Melinda used to live across an alley from each other. Their bedroom windows looked out on each other's bedroom, so they could watch."
As Bobby heard that, he could feel the way his dick began to throb really hard inside of his shorts, and he knew she could feel it. He was so sure that she had to realize that what she was saying was turning him on.
"But nothing happened. We just talked. I sensed that Joe might want to make it with me, but I couldn't do that to you, Bobby."
"Why not?" he asked her, and she squeezed his cock bulge.
"Because, silly, I'm married to you , and you're the man that I love, and I could never do anything like that to the man that I love."
"What if I wanted you to do it?" he asked her. "What then?"
"Huh? Bobby, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Of course. I would like you to make it with Joe and I would like to watch you making it with Joe. I think something like that could be real hot."
"There you go again, ou still haven't gotten that all out of your system, even after all these years. You still like the idea of watching, as well as doing it in the middle of a crowd and being watched."
Bobby slid his hand up her leg, pushing her skirt up a little bit. Then he pressed his fingers right down against her panties, pushing them into her cunt a little. He could feel the warm wetness that was emanating from her cunt.
"You mean you wouldn't do that for me?" he asked her.
"It's not that I wouldn't. I couldn't. I couldn't do that."
"Fine, suit yourself," he said. "But I do want to ask you one thing. Could you do it with Joe alone, if you knew I wanted you to."
When he said that, he could feel the wetness starting to rush out of her cunt, and seep into her panties, and that was really answer enough. He could see the way she turned red with embarrassment, red because of the way her cunt flowed.
"I guess maybe I could, in privacy," she said. "I mean, Joe is a handsome looking man, and I think we could probably have a good time together."
"You are going to work with him tomorrow, aren't you?"
"Yes," she said to her husband. "Would you like me to do it with him?"
"Yeah," he said, smiling. "I think something like that could really be hot."
"Well, I'm not going to try anything, but if he does, I might go along with it. But only because you want me to, baby."
"Only because I think you deserve it, and it doesn't bother me."
He started to slide his shorts down, so that his naked cock was in her hand. He could feel the way she was sliding her hand up and down his shaft, and he liked the heat that was surging through his body.
He slid his hand into her panties, and he could feel the way she was soaking wet between her cunt lips. He started to wiggle her clit back and forth, slowly and gently, and she thrust up against his fingers.
When he moved his lips down to kiss her on the lips, he rammed his tongue into her mouth, and then he felt her sucking on it.
He began to flick his tongue in and out of her mouth as fast as he could, and then he started to move between her legs.
As he did, he could hear her moaning softly, and he heard what she was saying.
"I can't be too responsive tonight, baby. I wish that I could. But I'm so tired. I'm so tired, and I just can't respond too much. But you can do whatever you want. You can do it to me, any way that you want to."
When he heard her saying that, he was really quite happy. He started to pull her panties all the way down, and then he eased his cock into her pussy. He could feel the way her cunt lips began to close tightly around his shaft, and he knew that she was really quite happy about having him inside of her body.
Bobby began to thrust his cock in and out of her, slowly and gently.
"Yeah, baby, you just lie there and rest," he said. "I'll make your fucking pleasures flow for you. I'll turn you on and make your whole body surge with heat. Because I love you baby, and you deserve to be turned on.
"And if Joe wants to turn you on, then let him. Let him. I think that it would be real hot. I would like to see you two together, but if you don't want to do it and let me watch, that's okay too. But let him make love to you.
"You deserve to always have someone making love to you, because you're hot."
And as he said that, he could feel the way that his cock was starting to throb really hard inside of her pussy. He could hear her moaning softly, and though he loved the way that it sounded, he wasn't sure if she was feeling as much as she could.
Because she seemed to be drifting a little bit. He could feel her cunt spasming around him, and then he started to come inside of her.
"Mmmmm, baby, that was nice," he moaned, as his cream was still pumping out into her pussy. "That was real nice. You feel so fucking good."
He kept moving, until his cock went limp, and he slowly slid out of her.
Then, he rolled off her and lay on one side of her. He decided that he would get up and make himself a drink, then clean the dishes, because she had been much too tired.
As he moved toward the bedroom window and looked out, he found himself looking down into Joe and Melinda's living room. And when he saw the two of them going at it quite wildly, he could feel himself getting turned on all over again.
He started to walk downstairs so he could look out of the living room window and get a closer look. And the whole time, he was thinking about his wife, sleeping peacefully upstairs. He had no idea of why she was so hung up about doing it in front of people, and he didn't really know how to make her get over that. But he started to think of an idea that turned him on a hell of a lot an idea where she would be doing it in front of him without her even knowing he was there.