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It Was My Wife's Idea
by Renata von Foetze (von_foetze@mail.com)

***

A couple whose love life became boring did not know what 
to do until the wife came up with an idea after learning 
he cheated with a neighbor. (MF, oral, cons, sharing)

***

The little ones were put to bed. The wife and I sat 
around the table having a little cake and coffee. 
Nothing good was on the TV. It had all the makings of 
another boring evening. Why not, my job was boring. My 
wife, Sonia, was boring. Even the games I played via the 
net had become boring. I had to face it -- my life was 
boring.

The wife looked at me quizzically. "What are you 
thinking?"

I shrugged. "Not much of anything, just going through a 
period of boredom."

"Why is that?"

I know I wore my hang dog look. "Nothing unusual I 
suppose. My job is even more boring than normal lately 
and even the online games are boring. Life is boring."

She sat up and intently stared at me. "Am I boring 
also?"

I scratched the back of my hand and didn't look at her 
and answered just above a whisper, "Well, you are part 
of my life. So, yeah, I guess you are boring also. But 
don't take that wrong."

She barked an unpleasant laugh. "And how should I take 
it?"

I looked her in the eye, "Oh c'mon, you're apparently 
just as bored as I am. At least that's how you appear to 
me lately."

She sagged back into her chair and played with her cup. 
"What shall we do? What do you want to do?"

I laughed and finished my coffee. "I haven't a single 
idea."

She sneered at me and asked, "Would you like to have an 
affair with Elaine?"

I sat up. She got my attention. "What? Where did that 
come from?"

Calmly she said, "You like her. You think she's pretty. 
So why not?"

"Sure, I like her as a person. And she is sort of 
attractive, but after eight years of marriage I would 
have thought you knew me better that that. She is 
nowhere my type. Think about it. Besides why would you 
suggest an affair unless you want one yourself?"

Sonia had nothing to add. I looked at her more closely. 
She sat staring into her coffee cup.

"Is that it? Maybe you have the hots for Sam?"

"Good grief, but no way, he is way too anal."

"Yeah, I didn't think he was your type. You go for a 
more earthy type, perhaps Tony across the street is more 
your style?" 

She popped her head up to look at me. "He is kind of 
sexually attractive, but I can hardly imagine such a 
thing with him. For heavens' sake, he's a neighbor."

I smiled. "So is Elaine. Have you some ideas on how to 
spice up our lives?"

She shook her head and finished her coffee. "It'd be 
kind of hard for us to do anything with the babies. You 
want some more coffee?"

"No, thanks, maybe we get could one of our parents to 
babysit for a weekend."

She looked interested at me. "And what would we do?"

Very seriously I said, "We have a little money saved up. 
We could go somewhere." 

"Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know. Maybe the Bahamas or Bermuda would be 
good. Do you have thoughts on the subject else?"

"We might go to counseling of some sort."

"You're not thinking of your priest I hope. Have you 
thought of someone or someplace?" 

"No. But now I am curious about which one of our 
neighbors might turn you on. If it's not Evelyn, then 
maybe someone you know at work?"

I answered after a short pause to consider. "This has 
become a silly conversation. Next you'll suggest a wife-
swapping party or a keychain lottery club. I'm going to 
my study and do some reading. Excuse me."

*****

I went downstairs to my so-called study. This was my 
favorite ploy to shut off a potential loud argument. It 
was a chilly room even in early April until I bought a 
thick carpet to cover the tiled concrete floor. I put in 
a desk and manager's chair, a recliner, a TV in a wall 
unit and some shelves. Picked up a book on ancient 
history I was reading and laid back in the recliner with 
my feet up. 

I opened the book at the page marker and stared at the 
page without seeing the words, my mind was stuck on 
Sonia's question. Would I like to have an affair with 
any of our neighbors? Certainly there's no one at work. 
I mentally went down the block and back up on the other 
side. 

It was a mixed neighborhood. The homes were built about 
twenty-five years or more years ago. The residents were 
a mix of older people with grown children, not so old 
couples with teenagers, a lot of young married couples 
with very young children like us and even a few couples 
without children.

Considering all the choices, I really couldn't think of 
any of the wives that I would have that much interest in 
an affair. Well, there was a girl at work, but she was 
twelve years younger than me. She just turned twenty. I 
don't think that would work either, even if she would 
consider it.

I gave up and began to read the book. After reading a 
page and not knowing what I just read, I put the book 
down. I wanted some sexual excitement. Sonia seemed to 
continually lose interest in sex since the kids were 
born. 

In truth, we seemed to only have sex the nights after 
the poker game. I knew that I wasn't the only one. But 
on Poker night, all the guys went home extra horny 
because Tony brought over one or two porn movies. 

Our favorite was the Sailor's Birthday – a really 
gorgeous red head gave the young sailor the blowjob of a 
lifetime. He shot out so much cum that it dripped over 
her lips and out of her nose. Halfway through, she 
looked at the camera and winked. 

The wives all knew when Tony brought that movie. Finally 
we told Tony to show a couple of the films to the wives 
including the Sailor Boy. The films turned none of the 
wives on; in fact, the women turned most of us off by 
their questions about what it was that we liked about 
the movies. We agreed not to ever do that again.

*****

The year ended with the Levine's annual neighborhood New 
Year's Eve Party at their house. It was just the young 
married couples there, six or seven couples. I was never 
really comfortable at these gatherings and I had 
seriously cut down my drinking a couple of years before. 

To kill time I danced with the various wives. It was at 
this party that I found the answer to my wife's 
question. I found a neighbor's wife that turned me on. 
Betty Arnold. Yeah, the quiet, wall flower, Betty 
Arnold!

Betty stood about five foot five, maybe four. She was a 
brunette and her thick curly hair fell below her 
shoulder blades. With warm brown eyes, a pleasant shaped 
nose and a small mouth with what I consider kissable 
lips, she was more than pretty enough. 

She had carefully applied makeup, not too much and not 
too bold, but enough so that I realized just how good 
looking she really was. The wives all seemed to go all 
out and were dressed up in cocktail dresses or long 
gowns. Nothing especially sexy looking and half the 
wives wouldn't look sexy wearing only a thong. 

It was kind of silly to me, because all of us guys 
dressed in slacks and business shirt. But Betty looked 
yummy in a dark green gown with an Empire waist. She had 
a nice body without an ounce of excess fat as I 
recalled. When I thought about it, I could picture her 
legs from the couple of times she came to a neighbor's 
barbecue. 

She was quiet and didn't engage in most of the 
conversations. I never really noticed her all that much 
before. She was a true wall flower. Maybe I didn't look 
because things hadn't got that bad at home yet. What 
really caught my attention was when we danced our first 
slow dance. 

I was glad there was so little light in the basement 
rumpus room once we began to dance. Betty moved in 
close, really close. Her right hand rested on my neck. 
Her head was against my chest just below my chin. 

She had one leg between mine. All I know is that her 
pelvis managed to rub the top of my legs and her firm 
tits were pressed into my stomach. That was damn 
stimulating. 

By the time the dance was over, I had a hard on and went 
off to a dark corner to settle it down. I danced with 
most of the wives, including my own, at least once. But 
I danced five times with Betty that night and I knew 
that she was as turned on as I was. 

I actually had sex with my wife when we went home, but I 
pretended that I was fucking Betty. The next day I 
wondered who Sonia had pretended massaged her pussy, but 
I didn't really care. It was probably some TV cop 
anyway. Truth was I had better masturbation sessions 
although the result was the same.

*****

A few weeks later, some local organization was putting 
on a Valentine's Day. At least three wives asked Sonia 
if we would go. She smiled when she told me about it at 
supper.

I looked up in surprise. "Really, they never did that 
before."

She smirked at me. "Well, they really wanted to know if 
you were going."

"Me? I don't get it. Why? I don't think I'm some kind of 
heartthrob. Not anymore any way."

"Because you like to dance and you are the only husband 
in the whole group that does."

I felt a shot of excitement flow through my groin but 
facially showed no great interest. "No shit. Who asked?"

"Elaine, Linda and Betty all asked me."

"I'll be damned. I find that hard to believe." I tried 
not to sound anxious. "So do you want to go?"

She wore a strange, sort of a mischievous smile and 
said, "I don't know. Maybe I do. Do you want to go?"

"Sure. Why not? We both like to dance and it would be 
good to get out."

"You can't even remember to get me a Valentine card and 
you want to go to a Valentine dance?"

"Actually I have bought cards, but then forget where I 
hid them. I do get you flowers though. How much are the 
tickets?"

She gave me an even funnier smile and said, "Sure, let's 
go, the tickets are twenty-five dollars a couple."

*****

So we went and I had a good time. There were plenty of 
slow dances. I tried to spread myself around evenly, but 
managed to tag Betty for extra shares of slow dances. 

I even managed to wait until the third dance before I 
asked Betty. I maneuvered us into the crowd so we would 
be less noticed by the others of our group. "I didn't 
see Dan. Did you come alone?"

She pressed her tits into my stomach and forced her leg 
in between mine the way she did at New Year's. "He left 
Monday for three months on a job in Texas. It's paying 
good money. He'll make more in three months than he did 
all last year. I came with Jackie, who lives on the next 
street down the hill."

I had nothing else to say, I just held her close and 
inhaled the scent of her hair. The lights dimmed for 
some reason. I took advantage to lick her ear lobe. She 
didn't pull away, just giggled and licked my throat. Hot 
damn!

I made these moves with the knowledge that her husband, 
Dan, was a heavy construction worker. He could take me 
out in less than a minute. That's the reason why I made 
no moves to see about a private dance with Betty even 
although she tormented me when we danced in that way of 
hers.

But the news she told me gave some ideas, but I had no 
idea how to put them into action. The gossip lines in 
our neighborhood were non-stop. The song ended and she 
stretched up and tongued me before anyone noticed, or so 
I hoped.


Chapter Two – I'm asked to Fix Her Plumbing

The first Saturday in March, two weeks after the dance, 
I was working outside getting the vegetable garden ready 
for plantings. Sonia called to me to come in.

I was ready to take a break anyway. "What's up?"

She looked at me with that teasing smile of hers. "Betty 
called."

I tried not to show any special interest. "Betty? From 
up the street?"

She laughed. "You know another Betty?"

I laughed with her. "Not that I can think of. What did 
she want?'

"She wants to know if you can come up and unclog her 
sink."

"Where's Dan?" Then I remembered.

"She said he's still in Texas."

"Right, he said he was going to miss a bunch of poker 
nights. I guess I can unclog a sink for her. I wonder 
why she called here."

"You're probably third or fourth on her list. Go help 
her out."

I said, "I better change out of my dirty gardening 
clothes and take a quick shower. Did she say whether I 
need to bring my tools?" 

She turned to whatever she was making for dinner. "No, 
but you probably should. I told her you'd be right up. 
Don't be late for supper. It'll be ready in about two 
hours."

"Uh-huh." I darted into the bathroom, stripped down and 
turned on the shower. I put on a clean shirt and jeans 
then went down the basement and got a couple of my big 
plumbing wrenches. When I had what I figured might be 
needed, I came back up to the front door and yelled over 
my shoulder. "It shouldn't take too long. Be back soon." 

I quickly walked down the street and knocked on the 
front door. Betty answered instantly on the first knock 
and almost floored me with what she was wearing. Or not 
wearing.

She had on a blue sleeveless blouse with very large 
openings for her arms that made it clear she was not 
wearing a bra, and a mini skirt that barely covered the 
V of her legs. On her legs she wore black fishnet thigh 
highs with a lace top. On her feet was a pair of three 
and half inch heels.

"Thank you for coming so fast, Jason. I really need your 
help."

I came in as I wondered if that was some kind of double 
entendre. She closed the door behind me and leaned 
against it. I managed to say without stumbling over my 
words, "Not at all, I'm always glad to help out." 

She went to the stairs and looked over her shoulder at 
me. I got the hint and followed her up the stairs. She 
gave me a show with her twitching ass and the lack of 
underwear. My nose began to twitch. I inhaled deep and 
smiled as I took in the odor of Betty's arousal.

Pretending ignorance I asked, "Is it the bathroom sink? 
I assumed it was the kitchen sink."

At the top of the stairs she turned to face me. "No. 
It's not really a problem with a sink but with this." 

She had her legs spread apart and flipped up the front 
of skirt to show me her panty less pussy. It was 
beautiful. Her mound was covered with a well trimmed 
thicket of black curls. My face was level with her pussy 
and I caught a stronger smell of arousal mixed in with 
some flowery scent. 

Oh shit, if Dan ever finds out, I'm dead meat. I put the 
wrenches down on the steps and came up the rest of the 
way. She latched on to me like a leech.

Those unbridled tits were still firm and high. Her 
areolas are large, round and puffy. Her nipples were 
swollen and almost purple. I nearly swooned as I felt 
the nipples press into my stomach when she gave me an 
open mouth kiss. Then she leaped up with her arms around 
my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist. 

My cock was trying to burst through my zipper. Like her, 
I was wearing no under clothes. She pressed her open 
mouth to mine. I responded in kind and her tongue 
quickly invaded my mouth. I thought she was trying to 
wash my tonsils. 

I was only able to take a few seconds of that before I 
regained my senses and carried her to their bedroom. I 
set her down on her bed and unbuttoned the two buttons 
that closed up her blouse and finally cast my gaze on 
those tits that I often dreamed about. 

I'd guess she was a thirty-four C, which compared rather 
nicely with Sonia's thirty-four Bs. Her nipples were 
already extended and leaked a drop or two of mother's 
milk. I recalled that her young child was not quite one 
years old. "They're as gorgeous as I dreamed they were."

She giggled and said, "They're bigger since I got 
pregnant. Now I breast feed the baby?"

I looked around and saw no crib. "Where is the baby?"

She closed her eyes as I gave each nipple a lick and 
suck. "I just put Tommy to sleep. We won't be disturbed. 
I hope you don't have to rush away."

"No, I have some time to help you out. Just to be clear 
why don't you tell me what you want?"

She smiled seductively. "And you will do it?"

I laughed and said, "If I like the ideas you have."

She lied back on the bed. "But what if you don't like my 
ideas?"

I grinned and put my hands on her thighs and slid the 
skirt up the short distance to uncover her pussy. "I 
suppose I will do whatever I want with you. Maybe I will 
have to spank you for being so naughty."

She pretended to be fearful. "Oh, please sir. I will do 
whatever you wish."

I unbuttoned her skirt and slowly slid it over her hips 
and down her legs. I took off her shoes but left the 
stockings on her legs. She sat back up, loosened my belt 
and pulled down my zipper. I gave my hips a wiggle and 
the jeans slid to the floor. My pecker sprang up at 
attention when freed.

It was already hard and ready for attention. Betty 
leaned forward to touch the tip with her tongue. A drop 
of pre cum slipped out of the slit. Her tongue flicked 
out like a snake's to lick it up and deliver it to her 
mouth. She followed by licking my crown and around the 
sensitive ridge. 

My cock jerked in response and she giggled again. Sonia 
never giggles. I like the sound of Betty's. It sounds 
like the twittering of a morning bird.

Betty rolled over onto her hands and knees. My cock 
pulsed in anticipation. She raised her ass and I gave 
her a few easy spanks. She wiggled her butt and said, 
"Is that what you consider a spanking."

Holy shit, she wanted a real one. I pulled my arm back, 
leaned over her body and whacked her. Her cheek rippled 
like the waves on a pond. She crooned a lullaby. I 
whacked the other cheek.

My hand left an imprint. I continued with a half dozen 
whacks on each cheek, which began to turn rosy. I 
caressed them and could feel the heat. She made not a 
single cry or shed a tear. Instead she rolled over and 
balanced on her knees to grab my butt to pull me close 
till I could feel her hot, wet breath on my cock. I 
almost came on the spot, but I restrained myself. 

Her lips caressed my length. She plunged down on me and 
took my whole length into her mouth. I could feel the 
back of her throat and wondered that she didn't even 
gag. I groaned and locked my knees so I wouldn't 
collapse. She slipped away and said, "It feels so good. 
So hot and silky; it tastes so good. 

She reached a hand to touch my balls, gently caress and 
squeeze them. She took my cock back between her lips and 
slid down to its root. My crown rolled across the roof 
of her mouth and down into her throat. That did it. I 
closed my eyes, groaned even louder and pumped my hot, 
thick juices down her throat. 

My fingers were in her hair and I didn't remember how 
they got there. She swallowed as fast as I shot cum into 
her. She pulled back part of the way so my last pulses 
filled her mouth as her tongue licked me. She slurped 
and sucked every last drop.

She leaned up against my chest, my depleted cock glued 
between her breasts. I was frozen in pleasure. She 
whispered, "Your cum was so hot as I swallowed it. I 
felt it slide down into my tummy. You look like you need 
to rest. Come lie down beside me."

I bestirred myself and crawled on to the bed. She turned 
around to follow me. When I stopped, I rolled onto my 
back and she crawled atop of me, her tongue was 
everywhere. I felt it on my lips and they opened to let 
her in. I tasted myself on her tongue and lips. 

She pulled away and rested her arms on my chest and 
looked down into my eyes. "I believe that you enjoyed 
that. Now it is your turn to lick, suck and tongue me. 
That's what I want. By the way, I want to come at least 
twice before you stop. Does that meet with your 
approval?"

I took a moment or two to study Betty as she rose up 
above me on her knees. She looked glorious. Her pubic 
hair was trimmed for wearing a bikini that I never saw 
her wear. It looked very nice. She crawled towards the 
pillows so that she was completely on the bed then 
rolled over onto her back with her legs still spread. 

I bent my head to her left thigh and kissed and licked 
it before moving to her right one. She sighed so loudly 
I thought she'd wake the baby. I inched my way to her 
pussy and kissed her outer lips until they were fully 
engorged and began to open. 

I licked my index finger and parted the lips further so 
I could see everything from her vaginal entrance to her 
clitoral hood. I kissed her opening and ran my tongue 
inside for a moment and pulled back out to her moans. 
Her body shuddered. I ran my tongue along her slit to 
the hood. My tongue pushed at the hood to release her 
pink wet glans to my view. 

I licked around the glans then lightly sucked it into my 
mouth. She moaned again or maybe it was a groan. Her 
hands grabbed my head and held me in place. "Yes, yes, 
that's it. Please don't stop." 

I kept sucking while I slid a finger into her vagina and 
rubbed the walls covered in her lubricating juices. "Oh 
God, it's so good. Oh God, harder. Oh yes, like that. 
Oh. Oh. I'm coming." 

By now she thrashed around. I could hear the rasp of her 
breath. I looked up into her face. Her eyes were closed 
with her lower lip between her teeth. She was rocking 
her head side to side. 

She pushed her belly up, arched her back before 
collapsing back again. Her hips jerked up, bouncing me 
off her glans as her body spasmed twice. "Oh, God, thank 
you," she said as she hyperventilated for a few seconds. 

I crawled up alongside her and kissed her on her 
forehead. With one hand I caressed her leaky nipples. 
She still breathed heavily and her body was covered in 
sweat and milk. 

I moved down to lick underneath her tit then blew across 
it. She sighed. I moved to her nipple and it was full. I 
licked her nipple and the areola to get them wet and 
blew across them. She moaned her pleasure.

She grabbed my hand and brought it to her mouth and 
began to suck on my fingers. I took the nipple between 
my teeth and nibbled lightly before I sucked the nipple 
into my mouth and gave it a couple of firm sucks. 

That was when I tasted her milk. I forgot she was still 
lactating. I never got to taste Sonia's milk as she went 
straight to formula. The sensations blew my mind.

This has to be everything I ever dreamed about and I 
hadn't yet fucked her. I sucked some more and held the 
milk in my mouth. I moved up to her mouth as if to kiss 
her, pushed open her lips with my tongue before I 
dribbled her milk into her mouth. 

It was a surprise. Her eyes flew open wide. "I never 
tasted my own milk before. I knew you were different. 
Dan is a wham bam, thank you ma'am guy, when we bother 
at all. Come kiss me some more." 

I wrapped my arms around her and rolled over with her on 
top of me. We traded butterfly kisses mixed in with 
deeper ones. My hands lightly messaged her back and ass 
cheeks. 

She pressed her body tightly against mine. I began to 
whisper to her, "You are so beautiful. I adore your 
eyes. I love how you rose to your orgasm. I love doing 
that for you." 

I continued to lightly massaged her back. With one 
finger I traced the crack between her cheeks till I 
reached her anus and rubbed around her anus and then her 
vulva, where I wet my fingers. Moving back to her anus, 
I gently rubbed the hole to relax it before I slowly 
pushed my finger in up to the first knuckle and then 
massaged her anal passage. I pulled out and wiped my 
finger on a tissue.

I half rolled her over so I could caress her tits. I'm 
not normally a tit man, but hers were different. They 
were swollen with milk and firm. Even lying down, they 
showed no sag. The aureoles and nipples stood puffed 
out. 

The aureoles were more like extensions of the nipples 
rather than the usual flat pebbly background. It made 
her tits stick out even more and made the nipples look 
bigger. They begged to be suckled.

Getting milk was a huge plus sensation. She pulled 
herself up my body and offered her nipples to my mouth 
again. I took one in my mouth and played with the other 
with my hand, tugging on it so that some milk would 
spray over my hand and her body. I sucked out more milk 
and heard her huskily ask, "Feed me please?"

I rolled over with her under me and took a mouthful of 
milk to dribble into her mouth again. My dick was 
throbbing and it hurt a little, demanding release. I 
slid off her body so that my hand could reach her warm, 
moist pussy. I gently rubbed her still swollen lips, 
pushed a finger inside and caressed the inner lips and 
then her vagina followed by another finger. 

She was well lubricated as, by now, were my fingers. I 
slid them out and got up and moved around to get between 
her legs. I raised her legs onto my shoulders and pushed 
them up as high I could as I drove my pecker toward her 
pussy. I pushed between her lips and into her sweet 
vagina. She was so wet and open. I went in as deep as I 
was ever to go and felt her cervix with the tip of my 
pecker. 

I wanted to go slowly, but the pecker has its own agenda 
and it was demanding release. I began to move in rhythm 
with her demanding hip movement. During this time she 
never stopped making little sounds. Her hips would rise 
to meet my thrust and then fall back so that I had to be 
careful not to fall out. 

She soon made louder noises; "Oh God yes. Like that! 
Give me more! Fuck me! Fuck me! Cum with me please. I 
can't hold on. JASON!" 

I was goaded on by her words, the way she screamed out 
my name and the movements of her body. Inside, her 
muscles were milking my pecker. Her body arched, spasmed 
and drew me in closer. We stiffened in the little death 
and I sent cum flowing into her vagina. I wanted to stop 
so I could breathe again, but the pecker still poured 
out my semen. At last, I was done and I collapsed on 
her. 

Betty's legs whacked me as they fell off my shoulders to 
lie alongside mine. After a few moments, I rolled off 
her and pulled her onto her side and tight against me. I 
kissed her hair, her eyes and her nose. Then I brushed 
her lips with my tongue. 

She was still breathing hard. Her body was slack. My 
body was tired and my balls and toes hurt. We lay there 
for ten minutes without a word before whispered, "I have 
to go. I don't want to, but I better go. Sonia will 
wonder. Your kid might wake up."

"I know you do, but not quite yet." Her voice was nearly 
as husky as mine. We were spent. It probably took only 
twenty minutes give or take, but it felt like hours. We 
continued to kiss a little and rub each other's back. 
She had swung one leg between my legs the same way she 
danced, except she was rubbing her clit on my thigh.

I sighed, pulled away from her and said, "You were 
fantastic, but I really have to go."

"I know you do, but I want to do this again with you. 
Before you go, please tell me something. Have you gone 
outside your marriage very often?"

I closed my eyes and pause before I answerer her. "I 
guess it depends on what one means by often. Once may be 
too often for some, then I guess I have done this 
often."

She purred, "You have not answered my question."

I laughed lightly and said, "This is the only time."

She sat up and looked at me quizzically. "You're putting 
me on. Why me?"

"Why not you? You're attractive."

"Pah, there are plenty more attractive than I am. What 
is the real reason?"

"Betty, my sweet, you project the most amazing primitive 
sensuality. Damn it, woman. You bewitched me in Levine's 
basement. That's the real and the only reason. So I 
answered your question, now let me ask you the same 
thing. How often have you cheated?"

She looked down and idly played with a nipple, then 
looked up at me and said, "Never before. If you want to 
know why, it's because I felt so good in your arms when 
we danced. I felt desirable and sexy. I liked the way 
you made me feel and I wanted more. And I do want us to 
do it again. It was never so good for me before. I can't 
believe what I was missing. Sonia is lucky."

"I would love to do this again as well." I laughed 
inside. Sonia would have laughed to hear Betty's words. 
How come it was never quite this good with her I 
wondered? Or maybe it was back when we began to have sex 
in my apartment and even the first couple of years of 
marriage.

"Can you come over tomorrow?"

"I will if Sonia takes the kids to church, or at least 
Alex. I can always bring over Kristen. She'll sleep 
through anything."

"Please do come. I want you to come as often as you 
can."

"We'll see what we can do. I wasn't wearing a condom. 
Aren't you worried?"

"No, I had my tubes tied after the baby."

"Good move. Sonia did the same. But now I am really 
getting up. I need to use your bathroom." 

I didn't have to pee, but I wanted to wash our effluvia 
off me before I went home. I washed off, came back to 
the bedroom and began to get dressed. Betty hadn't 
moved. I thought she was asleep. When I was finished 
dressing she got out of bed to kiss me good-bye.

I kissed her long and deep then said, "I can let myself 
out." I laughed. "But do me a favor and don't be so 
overdressed next time." 

She laughed and I went back down the stairs, picked up 
my wrenches and out the door. I walked back home at a 
leisurely pace already weighing the memories of my first 
time fucking someone other than Sonia since we were a 
couple.

*****

"I'm back."

"Was it much of a problem?"

"Not really, I always have to think about how to put 
those traps back correctly. It was just a lot of hair 
and some pins blocking the drain. It was yucky. I'm 
changing back into my gardening clothes. I want to 
finish what I started. It won't take much. Then I'm 
going to take a long hot shower."

"Did Betty appreciate your help?"

"Of course she did. She even gave me a peck on the 
cheek. She seems like a nice person once you get to know 
her. If you haven't started the supper you were 
preparing, I'm in the mood for pizza and a beer. What 
about you?"

"I guess it'll be alright. I'll put this in the fridge 
and we'll have it tomorrow."

I went in for my shower enjoying the water as hot as I 
could stand. I was standing so the shower head was 
pointed at my head while I thought of fucking Betty 
again when I felt a puff of cooler air hit me. I opened 
my eyes. Sonia climbed in with me.

"Well, hello, where are the children?" We hadn't done 
this together in ages.

She pressed close to me. "It's time for their nap."

"Why are you in here now?"

"I want to ask you something." She grabbed my cock and 
held it.

I wondered what she wanted from me. Sex? I said, "What?"

She squeezed my cock hard. "You fucked her, didn't you? 
Don't lie. It doesn't take that long to fix a drain 
pipe."

I shrugged, "What if I did?"

Now she was stroking it. "Was she good?"

"Why would you want to know something like that, even if 
I had?"

She gave me a yank. I leapt at her in an unconscious 
response. She calmly said, "I want to watch you fuck 
her. I want to see everything. Did she suck your cock? 
Did you eat her pussy? Did you get in her ass? All the 
things I don't give you. No don't tell me, I want to see 
you do her."

"You're bananas. Why would I want to have you watch, if 
I did her at all?

"Please. I want to see. I need to see you do it all with 
her."

"How the hell am I supposed to arrange that?"

"I'll pretend to go to church tomorrow morning. You 
probably planned to see her then anyway. Tell her you 
have to stay with the kids. Let her bring her kid or she 
can get a baby sitter. I don't care. You're so smart; 
figure out something."

After we ate the pizza, I went to my study. I needed to 
think this whole thing out. Was Sonia setting me up? 
Would she take pictures? She's never been kinky before 
and this takes the cake and the ice cream. 

The thing is, I really wanted to fuck Betty again. Maybe 
do it a lot of times in the future. She is one hell of a 
fuck. It would be so cool to have a movie of it. I just 
didn't know if I had the balls to pull this off.


CHAPTER THREE – CAN I PULL IT OFF?

Sunday morning began with a fabulous sunrise of golden 
sunshine. It was one of those mid April days that 
promised summer would be here soon. Weather predictions 
suggested the temperature might hit seventy degrees. I 
did the morning shit, shave, and shower routine, then 
got dressed in jeans and chamois shirt against the 
morning chill. 

Sonia was still in bed until the kids began to stir. The 
paper waited for me by the front door. I took it to the 
kitchen table and put on the coffee pot. While waiting 
for the coffee to perk, I sorted through the paper and 
put it in the sequence I would read the pages. Sports 
section first, then the comics before getting to the 
more serious sections.

Halfway through the sports, I heard the first cries for 
attention from the kids. I cocked an ear to listen as 
Sonia tended to their needs, I wondered if she would 
take the kids to church. So far our religious 
differences were not an obstacle in our lives. I hoped 
the nice day would encourage her to take them both. I 
looked forward to visit Betty this morning without 
having to worry about the children.

When she came down, she put three-year old Kristen in 
the playpen and ten-month old Alex in his high chair. I 
poured coffee into her cup. She pecked me on my cheek 
and asked, "Do you want breakfast?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking of waffles and sausage patties."

"Yeah, that sounds really good this morning. What are 
your plans for today?"

"I told you and I'm serious. I want to watch you fuck 
Betty in our bed. I figured it out. The closet has those 
louvered doors. I can watch through the slats. I even 
got the movie camera ready."

"You can't be really serious about this?"

"I'm always serious. You know that. I figure I can take 
the car up the hill to the next street and park there. 
Then I'll sneak into the house and get in position. You 
call her and set things up."

"Sonia, why do you want to watch me with someone else? 
It's so off the wall."

"I don't know if I can explain why. Maybe I just want to 
know what she has or does that I don't. Just do it for 
me and for us."

She waited while I made the call to Betty. "Morning 
Bets" That was my new nickname for her because all bets 
were off. Okay, so it was corny. "Listen, Sofia stuck me 
with babysitting this morning. Can you come here? You 
can bring your baby."

There was pause before she answered. "Sure, that'll 
work, but I can get my mother to watch him for a few 
hours. When will she be gone?

"She left already and the kids are playing. I'm hoping 
they'll be ready to take a nap by the time you get here. 
When will that be by the way?

"Let me see, it's nine thirty. I'll be there in forty-
five minutes. Is that good for you?

"Yeah, sure; I can hardly wait."

*****

I kept a lookout for her but didn't recognize her at 
first. She wore one of those fancy long wrap around 
capes with a hood. I supposed she was trying to be 
disguised or unnoticed, but I figured anybody awake 
would wonder about the hooded cape that walked down the 
street, up my driveway and into my garage. I waited by 
the open door for her.

She opened the cape wide and displayed how she was 
dressed. Damn, she looked like teeny bopper. Apparently 
she took my joking advice to dress more lightly than 
yesterday. I had a difficult time to take my eyes off 
her tits.

She wore a cropped peasant vintage-floral print camisole 
that was finished with lace hem and straps. It was quite 
obvious she was sans bra. The camisole moved in the most 
lascivious ways. I pulled her inside and closed the 
door.

As soon as she was inside and shed her cape, I took 
notice of her pleated black mini skirt that tantalized 
me with a view of her shapely legs and much more when 
she bent over to take off her sandals. 

I wrapped my arms around her. She reared up on her toes 
to kiss me. As if there was no time to waste, she pushed 
her tongue into my mouth. If it was two inches longer, 
she could have been able to wash my tonsils, if I had 
any. I pulled her tighter to me and felt those fantastic 
tits stab into my stomach and her scent filled my head.

"I dreamt so often of what it would be like to make love 
with you, especially after we danced."

"Were you satisfied when you went home yesterday?'

I thought about what to say. "Yes and no. You were 
fantastic and so lovely, but I left with knowledge that 
one time was not enough."

She giggled. "Oh my, that's high praise indeed. But I 
have to tell you that you were very, very good yourself, 
but I knew you would be."

I choked on my quick laugh and hugged her tighter. "How 
could you have possibly known I'd be good for you? What 
I don't understand is why me and not someone else?"

"She rested a hand on my cheek and her smile warmed me 
inside. "I think it was because the easy way you let me 
dance with you the way I did. It was hot. I appreciated 
the way you got hard and didn't hide it." She paused. 
"No, that's not exactly true. I find you handsome. I 
liked the way my tits fit against your stomach when we 
danced. I went home after New Year's Eve and waited for 
Dan to fall asleep then I went downstairs to jill myself 
and get the best orgasm since I was nineteen. Besides I 
could tell you were interested as well."

I kissed her lips then licked her ear lobe. One hand was 
caressing her ass. "I was from the first dance on. I'm 
just surprised you wanted me and still do."

She pushed me away so she could lose her skirt. As it 
fell to the floor, she pulled her top off over her head. 
That was when I first noticed that she has twisted her 
hair into two short pigtails. That completed the sweet 
teenager look. Already my cock was leaping to get out of 
my shorts. She fell to her knees, pulled down my shorts 
and licked the head of my cock. It was all I could do to 
not cum all over her.

I lifted her up, threw her over my shoulder cave man 
style and went up the stairs. I used one hand to caress 
her ass and pussy. She was very wet, almost dripping. 
Her lips were engorged and open. The smell of her 
arousal nearly made me light headed. I couldn't wait to 
bury my face in her juices.

I carried her into the bedroom. I sneaked a look to see 
if I could spot Sonia in the closet. I had to peer hard 
before I saw her eyes. I sat Bets on the edge of the 
bed. I had the presence of mind to position us so that 
Sonia had a good view.

She wasted no time to grab my cock, leant forward and 
flicked her tongue to gather the pre-com leaking from my 
slit. I felt faint from the warmth of her breath and 
shuddered. She wasn't the least tentative. She pushed 
her mouth down to take me into her mouth deep and I 
groaned in pleasure.

The scent of her filled my head. I shifted and drove my 
cock deeper into her throat. She was ready for it and 
didn't gag at all. Her hand was still wrapped around me 
and cupped one ass cheek. She sucked hard all the way up 
then worried the head between her lips as she stroked 
the side of my cock between two fingers. Fuck, it was so 
bloody hot, and totally different from Sonia. It was 
also far better.

I didn't want to come yet. I pulled out of her mouth to 
re-position her on the bed, laid her back on the covers 
and pulled her ass to lie just over the edge. I spread 
wide her knees and knelt down to lick and suck her pussy 
lips which were fully engorged and wide open. Bet's 
sighs increased in frequency and volume as I inched my 
way up her slit and got my first taste of her juices 
this morning.

Jeez that's right. It was only the first this morning, 
but not the first time ever. It still was delicious. I 
worked my tongue up to her clitoral hood and my tongue 
pushed at the hood to make it pull back to release her 
pink wet glans to my view. My tongue drew wet circles 
around her clit. Her sighs turned into moans. 

I licked around her engorged clit then lightly sucked it 
into my mouth. She moaned again or maybe it was a groan. 
Her hands grabbed my head and held me in place. "Yes, 
yes, that's it. Please don't stop." 

I kept sucking, put a finger into her vagina and her 
body shuddered and filled my mouth with her crème. I 
slid two fingers into her hungry vagina. She writhed in 
pleasure and arched her hips toward my mouth. I rubbed 
my fingers inside. Her walls were covered in her 
lubricating juices as my fingers searched for her spot. 

I knew when they found it because she whispered to me; 
"Oh God, it's so good. Oh God, harder. Oh yes, like 
that. Oh. Oh. I'm coming." I was rewarded with another 
shot of her crème. She was so wet and she trembled under 
my ministrations and came fast and hard.

Bets squirmed and grabbed my hair. "Dammit, will you 
please fuck me." I panicked and couldn't remember where 
I had the condoms. She practically yelled, "Forget the 
rubbers, my tubes are tied, damn you. Now fuck me!"

I forgot about that. I crawled over her and pushed 
inside her warm, wet vagina all the way to my balls. 
Bets shivered, shook and trembled. I fucked her harder 
than yesterday. I noted the rasp of her breath as it 
changed pace and sounds. 

I hardly got into a rhythm before Bets came. I looked 
into her face. Her eyes were filled with tears and her 
lower lip clenched between her teeth. She continued to 
come. She arched her back. Her hips jerked up, bouncing 
as her body spasmed twice and then again. She screamed 
out my name as I shot my load into her welcoming vagina. 
"Oh, God, thank you." she said after she hyperventilated 
for a few seconds. 

She wanted more, rolled over on her tummy and got up on 
her hands and knees. She wiggled her adorable ass at me 
to invite me to spank her. I gave her a dozen hard 
smacks and enjoyed the way her flesh rolled away from 
the impact in little waves.

"Put it in me. Jason. Put it in my rear." 

I was hard a second time already. Such was the effect 
Bets had on me. I fished out the tube of lube and a 
condom from the nightstand. I fumbled getting the condom 
out but finally rolled in on my cock. Bets wiggled her 
ass to urge me to hurry. I smacked her ass a few more 
times to her giggles. Then squirted lube on her anal 
entrance and some more inside.

Slowly I pushed my cock into her tight hole about a half 
inch and paused. Then pulled out and pushed in a bit 
deeper. After a few more times, I easily slipped past 
her defenses and slid in deep. My balls slapped against 
her pussy. Every so often I would increase my speed. 
Betty was moaning and begged me to come.

However, after that first fuck, I didn't come some 
quickly. I reached under her and found her clit with my 
finger. I teased and rubbed it. Her hand joined my and 
pushed mine away. She rubbed herself fast and hard. Her 
breathing became harsh. She would come before me, but 
that didn't inhibit her a bit. She came at least four 
times before I fill my condom.

I pulled out. She rolled over on her back and promptly 
fell asleep. Somewhat weak kneed. I rolled out of bed 
and covered her with a sheet before I headed for the 
bathroom. I stumbled down the hall, physically drained 
from the forty or so minutes with Betty. But mentally, I 
felt exhilarated. I turned on the shower and got the 
temperature just right.

I was about to step inside, when Sonia came into the 
room. She was as naked as I. "What's the matter? Did we 
wake the kids? And why are you naked?"

"Nothing is wrong. The babies are still asleep. So is 
Betty for that matter. Goddam that was unbelievable. I 
never saw the last few minutes because I was rubbing my 
clit like there was no tomorrow. I can't believe you 
didn't hear me. Get under the shower."

I stepped in under the water. Sonia was right behind me. 
She grabbed the sponge and body wash. She blew my mind 
when she began to wash me from head to toe. She gently 
washed my cock and balls. She even washed by ass, crack, 
hole and all. It was an all time first.

I turned to face her to return the favor. However, she 
dropped to her knees and took my flaccid cock in her 
mouth. She gave me head like she never had before. In 
fact, she never liked it and usually did little but 
cover my cock in her spittle. I couldn't believe it. She 
moaned and made slurpy noises as she worked me.

If she meant to get me hard again, it worked. She 
reached around me to turn off the water and led me out 
of the tub and into the guest room. I was pushed on top 
of the bed and watched Sonia crawl over me. She knelt 
over my hips. With a fiendish smile on her face, she 
lowered herself, my cock penetrated her and she slid 
down until I was completely inside.

Sonia rode me like a crazed animal. Her head rocked like 
a bobble-head doll. My eyes focused on her tits which 
flopped in every direction. I'd swear her nipples were 
larger than ever. I gave up an effort to take part in 
this fuck. All Sonia needed was cock and it was enough 
to get harder and longer inside her. 

She rocked and she rolled while she made an 
indescribable noise over and over; it sounded like a 
cross between a bird's chirp and grunt. She was 
breathing hard, and took in great gulps of air. She 
didn't slow down one bit.

I began to groan myself. Through my cock I vaguely felt 
her tremble. Then her vaginal muscles began to pull me 
in deeper. I saw her face grimace. She screamed out. 
"Fuck, yeah." Her head rolled back and she came like 
I've never known her to do since we first began to fuck. 
She gush her cream over me and my cock and ball were 
heavily covered in her juices and I exploded inside her. 

She collapsed heavily on my chest and knocked the air 
out of me. I damned near fainted. Sonia did faint for 
about a minute. I managed to roll her over me. She was 
covered in sweat. Her breathing was still forced and I 
could feel her heart beating very fast. Mine was as 
well, but not like hers.

As if this fuck wasn't enough to surprise me, I saw Bets 
stood in the doorway with a bemused smile on her face. 
She was rubbing and pinching a nipple. When she noticed 
that I saw her there, she blew me a kiss. Now what comes 
next? 

Of course, Alex called for his mommy and Kristen began 
to wail. Bets disappeared. Sonia leaped off the bed and 
ran towards the nursery. I remained on the bed and tried 
to understand what just happened. I knew I just had two 
of the greatest fucks of my life.

*****

The children were quieted down. I forced myself out of 
bed to see if Sonia needed help. I went the nursery room 
door. Sonia was changing Alex. Betty held Kristen to her 
breast and Kristen was suckling like she was starved. 
Shit, I forgot to suckle myself.

I continued to the bathroom and gave myself a quick 
sponge bath, thence to the bedroom where I got dressed 
in jeans and my favorite chambray shirt. I looked in the 
nursery, both women were doing things with the kids and 
both were still nude. It was definitely a fetching site. 
I continued down the stairs and made a fresh pot of 
coffee.

I remembered that Bets' clothes were still down in the 
foyer. I went down to pick them up and brought them 
upstairs. Sonia was alone with the kids. She saw what I 
had in my hands and pointed to the bathroom. I carried 
the clothes down the hall. Betty was in the shower. I 
tapped on the glass door. She opened it a crack. "I have 
your clothes. I'll put them on the hamper over here. I 
have coffee going downstairs. She nodded that she 
understood.

I returned to the nursery. "I'll watch the kids while 
you get dressed. This has been quite a morning."

"I don't want to talk about it now. I smell coffee."

I smiled hopefully. "I put the pot on while I was 
downstairs."

She nodded and began to walk out. "Great. I have crumb 
buns in the bread drawer. I think the three of us need 
to have a talk."

I touched her arm as she went by. "Okay, but I don't 
want you to go off the handle. This was your idea after 
all."

She turned to be with a big ass grin. "Oh, I'm not 
upset. It was rather marvelous actually. I enjoyed the 
whole experience. I have something I want to discuss 
with her that has nothing to do with you. Let me throw 
something on and we can take the kids downstairs. They 
need to be fed."

"It looked like Kristen got fed alright."

Sonia looked at me quizzically. "Yeah," She dragged it 
out, then said, "That's one of the things I want to 
discuss with her and I'm not upset that she did that 
either."

***** 

I fed Alex while the two women discussed breast feeding. 
It was something I actually wanted Sonia to do. Betty 
convinced her of the benefits and explained that Sonia 
could still produce milk. So now I was supposed to suck 
on her tits when we wake up, when I get home from work 
and when we go to bed. Sure enough, in a couple of weeks 
she began to produce milk. But I'm getting ahead of the 
story.

Betty went to her mother's to get Tommy and returned. 
Except now she wore jeans and a sweatshirt. We put Tommy 
in the playpen with our two and they seemed to get along 
alright. When Tommy cried for milk, Kristen made it 
clear she wanted some also. Betty took them both and 
each suckled a tit. Jason looked like he was interested 
in the idea as well.

We all relaxed in the living room and chatted. The 
result was that Betty was invited to come and visit with 
us whenever she liked. I would service her or both of 
them. 

As the days rolled past, I guess I wasn't all that 
surprised when they became affectionate with each other. 
Nothing too much at first, they just hugged and kissed. 
After a while they caressed each other's tits. Before 
long they rubbed each other to an orgasm.

It didn't bother me much. It gave me time to recuperate 
more often. Frankly I was in fuck heaven, except when I 
thought of Dan. I occasionally gave thought about who 
was going to pay the price. I didn't bring it up with 
the two women at any time and I assumed they didn't 
discuss it between themselves. I just knew it wouldn't 
be pretty.

In the meanwhile, we enjoyed our times together. We 
became more imaginative in the ways of a threesome. I 
frequent ate one while the other rode me cowgirl. I 
learned how to delay my orgasm so I could fuck both of 
them to orgasm. It was a high point the afternoon when I 
fucked Bets doggie style with her crouched over Sonia. 
First to suck on each other's tits, then Betty ate out 
Sonia to a noisy orgasm.

We came up with a few more innovations for us. Oh, then 
there was the evening Sonia played the movie of me and 
Bets on our bed. Bets went out of mind. She loved it and 
wanted to watch again while I fucked her ass. Never in 
my life had I so much sex and enjoyed every minute of 
it. 

The weeks went by and soon it would be time for the 
return of Dan. One afternoon, Sonia called me at the 
office and told me to come home immediately, there was a 
problem. I hung up and told my boss there was an 
emergency at home. He waved me out of his office. I 
rushed home, thankful no cops saw me fly by.

I dashed into the house. I found Sonia holding Bets who 
was shaking and crying. Sonia was also crying. I came to 
a halt and looked at them. First thought was something 
happened to the children. I shouted, "What happened to 
the kids?"

Sonia shook her head. She handed me a letter. I read it 
through then read it again.

++

Dear Betty, 

I don't know how to tell you this, so I'll just come out 
with it. I found someone else out here where I'm 
working. What can I say after that? I called our lawyer 
and told him to expedite a divorce. I leave everything 
to you, except my pick up. I request that you don't ask 
for alimony. You know how I go through periods without 
pay. But I promise to send you money for Tommy when I 
can. I do hope things work out for you.

With apologies, 

Dan

++

I was shocked beyond belief. When I looked up at the two 
of them, I received even a greater shock. They were both 
laughing. Their tears were from joy. I fell into my 
recliner and stared at them.

Betty was first to speak. "Isn't it wonderful? Sonia has 
been terrific. She's invited me to move in with you guys 
to help me through my grief. But only if you approve."

The idea was a bit weird, even in this day and age. What 
would our neighbors think? I said the first thing that 
popped into my head. "Of course, we'd love to have you 
move in. We can fix up the guest room for you and 
Tommy."

My mother used to tell me that good things come to those 
who wait patiently. Well, a lot of good things happened 
and not just in the bedroom. That night Betty joined us 
in our King Size. The next day she and I went to her 
house and brought down Tommy's crib, clothes for him and 
for Bets plus her personal care items.

The next week she put her house up for sale and had a 
garage sale for much of her furniture. We brought as 
much of her furniture as we could fit in our house, at 
least it was stuff she wanted. She and Sonia seemed to 
have a ball in reorganizing our home. 

I tried to figure out whether I now had two wives or one 
wife and one mistress. I kind of like the second idea, 
but was quite sure the girls wouldn't go for it. The sex 
was great and extremely loving. Sonia caught the 
experimental flavor of Bets. We tried a lot of positions 
and I even have to do Sonia anally now and then. The 
girls do each other when I'm not home on business trips.

Six months later I got a new job with a huge raise. The 
job was five hours away. We decided we needed a new home 
so we put this one up for sale. We were lucky. We found 
a perfect five bedroom house with a large country 
kitchen, a real dining room, a living room and a 
recreation room plus an office for me. The house was on 
four acres and had a big deck that surrounded a swimming 
pool.

*****

Six years have gone by since then. All three kids get 
along, have their own rooms, their own set of friends 
and do well in school. Alex likes that he is the big 
brother and he takes it quite seriously. Tommy looks up 
to him, but in a good way, not slavishly. Kristen is a 
charmer and is definitely Daddy's girl. She has me 
wrapped around her finger.

Sonia, Betty and I still fuck like newlyweds, sleep 
together in an oversized bed and often shower together 
or in pairs. Needless to say, I love them both. They 
both giggle when I say something like, "Hey, wives, do 
you want to go out for dinner tonight or shall I eat you 
at home?" So if I was really funny, I'd have my own TV 
show at night. I like my nights in our bedroom well 
enough. Hmm, I hear two soft feminine voices begging me 
to hurry upstairs to do my duty, and the kids are in bed 
sound asleep.

The End

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