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Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome

By: Darkmagnet



When I found out about Leanne's past, I had to resort to blackmail, even if she was my friend's wife.

Usually, it's my wife who likes to hit all of the garage sales. She could spend hours, on a Saturday, driving around, looking for all of the really neat sales. On one particular Saturday, I was driving back from the hardware store, and I noticed a sign for a garage sale. Knowing that I would make some points with my wife, Heather, I stopped to see if they had anything of interest. I don't remember all that was there, because it was like every other sale, a lot of "junk". I was just about to leave when I noticed some videotapes. I did a double take when I actually looked closer. The person was selling three porno tapes. They looked to be in good condition, and he only wanted $2.00 each, so I bought them, and left. While driving home, I glanced at the boxes, as best possible, so I didn't crash. 

Two of the tapes were of fairly popular porn stars. The other tape was an amateur tape, kind of like the ones you can find in the adult video stores. It had some people pictured on the cover, but nothing out of the ordinary. I never got around to watching the tapes for a few days, but when I had time, I chose the amateur tape first, as I was most intrigued with it. It started out with two guys sitting on a couch, stroking their cocks, and a brunette woman was walking toward them to get in on the action. 

The three of them were feeling each other, and really getting into the action, when I first saw the woman's face. She looked just like Leanne, my friend's wife. I dismissed it at first because the woman on the tape looked to be about 19 or 20 years old, and I knew that Leanne was about 30 years old. Leanne also has long blond hair, where the woman on the tape had brunette hair.

I couldn't get over it, though. The more I watched the tape, the more I knew this was Leanne. As I thought about it, I realized that the age thing could work out. The publisher's date on the video box would make the video about 10 years old. The woman I was watching was hot. She had the best legs, and a clean-shaven pussy. She was sitting between the two guys on the couch, and finally got up to finish getting undressed.

As she stripped, I got a cold chill, and my heart beat increased to a rapid rate. I could not believe what I was seeing. The woman on the tape had a tattoo of a rose above her ass, right in the small of her back. Leanne had the same tattoo. I know that, because when I first saw it, it was burned into my mind very vividly. 

Heather and I had been invited over to Greg and Leanne's home for an evening of hot-tubbing. This was about 8 years ago now, as I think about it. Heather and I had been married for two years, and Greg and Leanne had been married about 8 months when we met. We had all gotten to know each other as good friends, since Greg and I were both in the same diesel mechanic course at the trade school. I have always had the desire to get it on with Leanne, but it was never to be. 

Greg and Leanne are fairly religious people. They seem to be the perfect examples in the neighborhood, as to what "good church goers" should be. That evening, we had all enjoyed a light dinner, and then we used the different bedrooms to get into our swimsuits. Both women were in two-piece bikinis that did little to hide anything. Both Greg and I had a difficult time not staring at each other's wife. My wife, Heather, is about 5'6", 115 pounds, with short brown hair. She is hot. We have always had good sex between us. Leanne is 5'7" and about the same weight, but she has long blond hair. Both women are good looking gals, and have never had any problem flirting. That is as far as it ever went though. 

Greg and I often talked about that occasion. Since becoming good friends at school, we have always been open about fantasies and one that we both shared was the desire to have sex with the others wife. Over the years, that was always in our minds, but we never pushed it. Leanne was so religious, that it was actually a bother at times. I could never figure her out. Many times, as we would be visiting with them, she would show a lot of leg. Sometimes she would be in short skirts or dresses, and casually open her legs. Over the last 8 years, this was common. I always thought she was just careless, as she never seemed to notice. Sometimes if she looked at me, I believed I had been caught looking at her panties, but she never let on.

Now, here I was, on a hot summer day, watching this amateur videotape. I was sitting there with a full raging hard-on because I now firmly believed that the woman on the tape is the same Leanne that I have known for over 8 years now. The tattoo was the main give-away. That night of hot-tubbing, years ago, when I first saw that rose tattoo, will ever be burned in my mind. There was no mistake.

After the initial shock of seeing my friend's wife in an amateur porn video, I began to enjoy it and take more notice. I pulled my dick out of my pants and began to stroke it. I was just about to shoot my load when I heard Heather coming down the hall, calling to me. In a split second move, knowing that she was not yet ready to see this kind of information on our friend Leanne, I turned off the VCR. I had not gotten my cock stuffed back into my pants, and I was caught.

Heather walked in on me and smiled. Actually, that was not the first time she caught me stroking the meat. We are pretty open about each other and as I said, we enjoy sex very much. She looked at me and just shook her head as she grinned. I did not need to try to hide what I was doing. Luckily, she did not notice that I had been watching a tape. Heather had just come back from 24-Hour fitness, from her workout. She keeps herself in great shape.

Her hair was still wet from her shower at the club, and she looked sexy enough in her shorts and half tee shirt, to eat. She must have been horny as well, as she wasted no time in dropping to her knees in front of me. As she grabbed my cock, she looked up into my eyes and said, "I'm here just in time, I see". She then lowered her head down over my cock and I could feel her velvet tongue swirling around my cock as she took me in. 

I still had images of Leanne, burning in my mind. I closed my eyes and thought about my friend's wife, while my wife was bobbing up and down on my shaft. She had not been at it very long, when she sensed that I was close to coming. Heather loves to give head and she generally swallows my cum. This was no different, and she jacked me faster as I began to pump shot after shot of hot cum into her mouth. I was so hot. Viewing the video of my friend's wife had heightened my orgasm. Heather was trying to keep up, but let some of my cum leak out of her lips. She knows that I get turned on when I see my cum leaking out of her mouth, and as it happened this time, she let even more come out. 

I was so turned on as I watched Heather's lips and hand become slick with my cum. Even after the spasms wore down, she still licked, sucked and played with my cock. As my cock began to go soft, she looked up at me and smiled. I leaned my head back on the couch and told her, "that was incredible". She just looked at me as she grinned and told me she missed me while she was at the club, and then left to go clean up. I knew I would have to attack her later, in the evening, to even the score. Heather has been great at keeping her pussy well trimmed and shaved. Usually she is shaved everywhere except for a small strip of hair at the top of her cunt. I definitely had plans to go down on her later. We both enjoy that, and I especially like to eat her out clear through several orgasms. 

Meanwhile, I regained my senses and decided that I needed to pay a visit to our friend Leanne. I knew Greg was out of town, since we ended up working at the same company after we graduated from trade school. He was on a service call, out of state, that would last a few days. I decided to head over to Leanne's house the next day when my wife was at a luncheon meeting with some work colleagues. I was in total suspense for the rest of the day. My mind kept wandering. I could not stop thinking about how I had seen Leanne on the videotape, and I was thinking of how I might approach her about it. 

If she were that hot and sexy 10 years ago, why wouldn't she be that way now? That is how I had it figured. I had all of these confusing thoughts in my head. How could she have so freely been in a video like that, and yet, acted totally above reproach for the last 10 years? Hmmm?

My daydreaming was snapped when Heather made a comment during dinner about how spaced-out I seemed to be. I just told her I was a bit tired. She seemed ok with that excuse, but reminded me that I owed her later. I had not forgotten, I said. I told her that I planned on going down on her big-time to get her good for what she did for me earlier. She smiled and her eyes sparkled.

The rest of the evening went fast, and we headed for bed. I did not have to do much to initiate our session of blissful sex. She was hot and ready. We quickly helped each other to get out of any clothing, and made our way to the bed. I had her lay on her stomach and told her to relax. I began a slow, sensual, back rub. Heather melts to everything if she gets a good back rub. My God she is beautiful. Her well toned muscles and soft skin reacted to my touch. Heather's whole body quivered, and she got goose bumps as I traced my fingers down her back. I started at her neck and ears, and moved my hands slowly up and down her back and sides, making sure to just barely brush the sides of her 36C breasts. Each time I moved my hands near her breasts or ass, she moaned.

As I moved lower, to focus on her perfect ass and legs, I could detect her getting moist. She spread her legs a bit, giving me an invitation to move inside her thighs. I gave her a small tease near her moist cunt, with my fingers and she got more goose bumps. 

I moved on down lower, and I kissed her calves and behind her knees. I could smell Heather's female essence and I knew she was enjoying the attention I was paying her during this foreplay. I was pretty worked up by now, so I moved my kisses further up the back of her thighs until I reached her lovely ass. I kept kissing and nibbling her skin as I found her pussy with my right hand. She was very close to an orgasm and I toyed with her clit and outer labia lips. Heather parted her legs wide at this point and I slid two fingers inside her cunt.

Her first orgasm hit her and she was moaning and moving around as I held her in place. I nudged her side and she knowingly rolled over onto her back. She said, "fuck me, please fuck me", but I still wanted to go down on her. I moved quickly into position between her legs. I knew she would not want to be teased anymore, so I lowered my mouth to her waiting cunt. She was very wet and her aroma was intoxicating. I used my tongue to flick her clit and I nibbled on her pussy lips. Heather really likes when I use my lips to gently pull outward on her inner cunt lips and to lick between those and her outer lips.

I used my finger to play insider her at the same time. I had Heather going through some pretty intense orgasms. She tensed up and thrashed around to the point it was hard to hold her. My cock felt like it would bust. As her latest climax subsided, I moved up and positioned the head of my 8-inch cock at the opening of her cunt. In one smooth strike, I was completely inside her, to the hilt. I held this spot momentarily and began long, slow, strokes. I moved in and out of her with a steady rhythm. 

The events of the day had me so charged up, I did not last long, and I felt my orgasm build from deep within. As I neared the climax moment, I pushed in and out of Heather in an increased motion and let loose a load to cum. I released pulse after pulse of cum inside my wife's cunt as she also began to have another orgasm. She was trying to muffle her screams, and I almost couldn't take anymore, as my orgasm was so intense. Cum was leaking out and down between Heather's legs.

As our mutual orgasm slowed down, we both just laid there holing each other. I hugged her tight and told her I loved her very much. Heather had the same words for me and commented on how I always make her feel so good.

At that moment, I actually felt very close to Heather and had a tremendous guilt feeling for thinking so much about Leanne, earlier in the day. I did not feel guilty enough to change my plans though. If Heather ever found out how I have felt about Leanne for all these years, I don't believe she would be all that upset. In fact, we had often talked about general fantasies, but not really on a personal level about people we knew. The only hint from Heather that she might have fantasies about Greg were a few occasions when she had made comments about how hot he looked in his swim suit or how she noticed he had a hard-on in his pants, a few years back.

I remember that time. I knew why Greg had a hard-on. We were all out for dinner together and then back to our house for drinks after, to end the evening. My wife had worn a short skirt, with a split up the side, along with a tight pullover top. Hell, even I was worked up over that. I had been watching Greg. He was sneaking peaks at Heather's legs all night. At the point where Heather had noticed Greg had a bulge in his pants, she had been giving him quite a view up her skirt. I still don't know, to this day, if it was an accident or not, but he got a good look at Heather's lace panties. She was not wearing any pantyhose or stockings, as she was very tanned at that time, and her legs were spectacular bare.

It reminded me of a few of the times the Greg's wife Leanne had allowed me to get a good view here and there. Sometimes, I really believe women know they are doing that, and enjoy the prospect of someone looking up their dress. I finally quite thinking so much and fell asleep, with Heather in my arms. We slept well through the night from our relaxing session of sex. I slept longer than Heather, in the morning. She was already getting out of the shower when I got out of bed. It was a Wednesday, and I was planning to go visit Leanne pretty quick. Heather finished getting ready to go to work and her luncheon later on.

She was dressed really hot, considering the occasion of a lunch meeting. I did not think too much about it at the time. I was just turned on by her. She wore a modest blue skirt, about three inches above the knees, along with a white blouse. She was wearing black stockings and nice high heel shoes. I could smell her sexy perfume and I commented on how hot she was. As always, she liked the compliments and she smiled. We hugged, kissed and said our good-byes.

I finished getting myself ready, wearing my levi jeans and a tee shirt. What can I say? I'm a guy, so I don't care about being too fancy. I did put on a dab of cologne, though. I wondered if I should call Leanne before going to see her, or not. I decided that I should just go there and drop in. She would find it odd for me to come there anyway, since Greg was out of town. 

I resolved that I was ready, and left my home in my pick-up, to head to Leanne's house. As I drove the two miles, I was actually getting pretty nervous. In fact, I wondered if I should go through with this or not. The last time I saw Leanne was just a week before I got my hands on those videotapes. At that time, she was coming by the house to get Heather, to go shopping. She looked as sexy as usual, but I had gotten used to putting it out of my mind, over the years. 

Enough daydreaming. I was just pulling into Leanne's driveway, and my heart was skipping beats. I parked, shut off the engine, and I paused. After one last thought, I decided to go for it. I was just about to get out of the truck when Leanne came out the front door. Evidently, she must have seen me drive up. Half way out of my truck, I was getting horny. She was wearing a short skirt, black in color. It must have been six or seven inches above her knees. She also wore a nice looking blouse, and she was in high heel pumps. She had no stockings, just bare legs. Her normal long blond hair was short. I mean real short. She must have had it cut recently, as it was not quite to her shoulders.

As I approached, she asked what was up, and if I remembered that Greg was out of town? Stumbling for my words, I said I remembered, but that I needed to talk to her about something. She must have sensed my anxiety, or nervousness, and told me to come inside. What is wrong? Oh, I have something I need to talk to you about, and I am a bit on edge about it. We entered the living room as she was letting me know she only had a few minutes. She told me she was headed to an appointment that she had down town, and needed to be there in a half hour. 

The way her living room furniture was placed gave me an advantage, as we ended up sitting kitty-corner from each other, but only a few feet apart. As we sat down, she sat almost sideways in the chair, so as to be able to look at me as we talked. With her very short skirt, she was already giving me an excellent shot of her lace panties. Her eyes never left mine, and like every other time this has happened in the past, she never acted any differently. A game? I didn't know. 

I could feel the bulge in my pants. My levis were tight and accented the outline of my cock, as it strained against the fabric. I noticed that Leanne had a shear, thin bra and her nipples were working against her blouse. She was hot. I was shaking as I started to speak. 

"Leanne, we have know each other for several years". Yes, what is it, she asked? She looked a bit nervous. I had decided on an approach to use, and it was too late to stop now. "Look, Leanne, I want to tell you something, and I don't know how to put it, so I'll just come right out with it". Ok, she said. "I can't quite thinking about you, and as you can see from the huge lump in my pants, you really turn me on." "Oh, Sco - - - Scott." "This is wrong." Wha - wha - what are you saying? At this point, she was visibly shaken. She knew She was alone with me, with her husband out of town. Even though we were good friends, I could see that she was getting a bit shook up. Her mind must have been going a mile a minute. I said, "Leanne, I have wanted to fuck you for eight years." 

I went on to say how hot she looked and that there had been may occasions when I would masterbate while thinking about her. She turned red in the face. "I can't believe you're talking to me like this," she said. "I think it would be best if you leave." Even as she was saying this, she never bothered to shift her body or close her legs. I could swear that she had goose bumps forming on her arms and legs. "Scott, you need to go, please." "This kind of talk is wrong, and we shouldn't be discussing this." What would Heather think, if she knew you were over here like this, she asked? Hmmmm. That is a good question, I said, as I grinned. I didn't seem the least bit concerned, and Leanne was sensing this.

I finally let her off the hook, almost, by asking her a question. I'll leave if you can answer a couple of questions for me, I said. Ok, what questions, she asked? Well, I want to know if you have ever thought of me sexually, in any way, I asked? "Where are you going with this," she asked? Just answer the question, I said. She looked blankly at me, but had a frightened look in her eyes. "Scott, this isn't right, please leave, and we can forget the whole thing. Please leave, and it won't have to hurt our friendship, and Heather won't have to know." Look, I said. I'm not leaving until you give me an honest answer to that question. "Have you ever had the hots for me or fantasized about having sex with me," I asked? 

Ok, I'll answer the question, she said, but don't let my answer change the friendship that Greg and I have with you and Heather. Oh, it won't. "Trust me. Scott, why are you acting so weird?" I finally had to yell at her to get her attention. ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION! OK, yes, she said. Yes, what, I asked? "Yes, I have fantasized about you." Ok, are you happy, she asked? I could see she was really rattled, and had a tear forming in the corner of one eye. For a brief moment, I was feeling like an asshole for scaring her. Yes, I am happy, I said. It makes me feel good that you have thought of me in a sexual way. "Why are you doing this, she asked again? She stood up as she asked me that, and she was starting to pace nervously. I stood up and walked up to her.


Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome Ch. 02



I’m sure it didn’t take me long to get home from Leanne’s house. All I know is that I was all jazzed up with excitement. I could not believe that I had just done what I had set out to do with Leanne. She was more than amazing, and I just knew that I had helped her to deal with a lot of anxiety. On the other hand, I had given her other things to deal with, now. 

I sat in my living room, thinking about what had happened and wondering how I could keep things going. I certainly wanted to have continued sexual relations with Leanne, but I also was quite aware of how this may affect Heather. As I thought more about the situation, I came to the conclusion that I needed to come clean with Heather, and hopefully involve her in the whole thing. My thoughts began wandering, giving possibilities to threesome with Heather and Leanne.

I mentioned before that Heather and I are fairly open about sex and that we also have shared fantasies. My concern was whether I could get Heather to fantasize and agree to a threesome with Heather. I almost resolved that it may be better to pull another fast one, only this, my wife Heather may be the one who is caught unaware.

I finally stopped thinking so much about it and began wondering where Heather was. I had been home, after seeing Leanne, for several hours now. Looking at my watch, noting the time to be 6:00pm, I knew Heather should have been home at least an hour ago. 

My mind began playing tricks on me. I was worrying about Heather not being home. She said she had that lunch meeting, but other than that, she would have had a normal workday. I wouldn’t have worried so much if I were not feeling guilty myself for what I had done with Leanne, earlier. Heather was most likely just running late, and I needed to relax. 

As I waited, I found the remote control and began channel surfing. I remembered how Heather was dressed for her meeting and smiled within. I sure had a beautiful wife, and I was lucky to have her. She is the best part of me, and what makes me want to be a good husband. Why am I thinking about all of this? Most likely because I just fucked one of our friends. 

I drank a few beers while watching ESPN. The evening wore on, and I fixed myself something to eat. I tried to call Heather on her cell phone, but realized that was not a good plan, when I heard it ring in the other room. She had either forgotten it or left it home on purpose. I called her work number, only to get her voice mail.

Most of the afternoon and evening was spent wondering about Heather, but I was now getting seriously concerned. It was after 10:00pm and I had not heard from her. I didn’t want to get crazy with worry, because she would only take it wrong when she would finally get home. I know, because I have put Heather through the same thing before. I guess I now realized some of the pain I may have caused her, when she has to worry about me. Being a diesel mechanic often took me away from home at odd hours and longer workdays. I was lucky to have a couple of days off right now, but having Heather still gone, and getting late at night, had me worried.

The effects of several cans of beer had me ready to pack it in. I decided to have courage, stop worrying about Heather, and go to bed. I stripped down and crawled into bed. Heather and I generally slept in the nude. We just found it more comfortable and free. Besides, we had not had any children, so we truly had the house to ourselves. The bed was comfortable, and I relaxed, smelling the effects of my wife’s perfume on the sheets. I felt myself drifting off, laying on my back. I had visions from the events of the day, drifting through my head as I fell asleep.

I’m a light sleeper, and so I heard Heather come into the house. I looked at the clock and it was nearly 1:00am. I couldn’t help but wonder, what her excuse would be, for being so late. I resolved in my mind, not to make it a big deal. I love Heather and I couldn’t think of anything that would change that fact. I was just glad to hear her, and to know she was now home. I was still half way sleeping as she came into the bedroom. She didn’t turn on the bedroom light, just the small nightlight near the bathroom. 

She never spoke, and I pretended to be asleep, which was nearly true. I watched my sweet Heather while she undressed, as she was not really looking at me. In the dim light, I could see her lovely figure. She had removed her blouse, shoes and skirt. It was only now, that I realized that the stockings she had on earlier, were not pantyhose, but rather stockings and garter. She usually only wore the stockings and garter for special occasions, all of which would involve me. She removed her bra, freeing her tits. She massaged them gently and briefly. She reached and released the stockings from the garter and slipped all of it off. She now stood naked, only a few feet from me. After a brief pause, and looking my way, she slowly, and quietly, got into bed.

I had the strangest feeling that she may have had quite a day herself. I thought about how she was dressed, and how late she had come home. Heather had slowly slid up next to me. I still acted to be asleep, and I could feel Heather place her arm across my chest. She snuggled her head onto my shoulder, her hair touching my face. I felt very close to her, and yet I could sense that something was different. She did not try to wake me, but held me close. As I drew in each breath, I could smell her perfume, and I began to get aroused. The next sense that I realized was that I could detect the odor of Heather’s pussy, and I remember that intoxicating smell. I always notice it during heated sex with her.

I think, at that moment, I came to the conclusion that Heather had been with someone sexually. It all added up. The skirt, stockings, garter, high heels, lunch meeting, and then getting home at 1:00am, were all points of interest. The strange thing is that I was more curious and excited than anything else. Knowing what I had done with Leanne, made me feel guilty. If Heather had cheated on me, what could I say? I would be wrong to be angry. Yet, there was a part of me that was jealous. I silently wondered, as we lie there together. 

Heather was still very close to me, and she began to softly stroke her fingers around on my stomach and chest. I knew she was wide-awake and her mind was fully engaged. As she caressed my skin, I thought I felt her jerk, or twitch. I then felt it again, and I realized that Heather was quietly crying, although trying to hide it. Now was not the time to lie still and pretend to sleep. I believed she needed me to care and understand something. I gently moved so that I could get my arm around her, and I drew her in even closer. As I did so, she knew I was awake and began sobbing more. I hugged her, but did not say anything. She cocked her head upward and softly said, “I’m so sorry”, and sobbed openly. I looked over toward Heather and kissed her forehead. I caressed her shoulder and said, “it’ll be ok”. “We’ll be ok”. She knew that I knew something, and couldn’t control her crying anymore. She tried to start telling me that she had done something bad. I just held her, and told her to calm down. “I know you have been through something, and when you’re ready, you can tell me”. “I love you with all my heart, and I know you love me too”, I said. What ever you’ve done, we’ll be ok. She buried her face into my shoulder and held me tight. 

We stayed like that for nearly half an hour, just caressing each other, not saying any more. I was getting very aroused and I had an erection that was only getting bigger. I moved my caressing fingers all around her shoulder and I turned on my side facing her. With my other hand, I began caressing Heather’s tits and squeezing them softly. Her nipples were rock-hard, and she was moaning in unison with my hand actions.

Our lips met in a deep passionate kiss. I could faintly taste semen, and I slowly pulled my head back for a moment. Though the room was dim, I could see worry in Heather’s eyes. She froze, not making a move, and I felt that she was scared of what I had noticed. I had conflicted feelings about it, but I love Heather enough to do the right thing. I felt her tits more and began caressing her side and back, as I kissed her again. I felt her relax and moan into my mouth. 

I moved my hand lower, gradually reaching her cunt. For a moment, she held her legs together, saying, ”You don’t have to do this”. Again, there was worry in her eyes and voice as I nudged her legs open. I did not speak. I merely began to slide my fingers around her clit and up and down her slit. She was very wet, with her own juices, but someone else’s, as well. I easily slipped two fingers inside Heather’s cunt. I know what semen feels like, and I was quite aware now, for sure, that someone had fucked my wife, Heather. I was not mad. I was, however, very turned on. I pulled my fingers out of heather’s pussy, and I brought them up near my nose. She still had that worried look on her face, as I smelled my fingers. I couldn’t resist the strange temptation to taste a sample of another man’s sperm. I stuck out my tongue and licked just a bit of one finger, never taking my eyes away from Heather’s eyes. Even still, I had not said a word, while Heather was obviously concerned. I slowly moved my hand over to Heather’s lips, touching them with my slick, semen soaked, fingers. At first, she did not react, but I pushed on her lips gently. Heather realized that I meant for her to open her mouth, to take my fingers in. She hesitantly opened her mouth as I slipped the two sticky fingers inside. I felt her tongue licking and cleaning my fingers, as our eyes were still locked on to each other.

After a moment or two of this, I removed my fingers from her mouth. I could feel her trembling next to me, and I felt for her. I knew she was bearing a burden of guilt. My problem was my own guilt about Leanne, but I decided that now was not the time to bring that up. I continued to softly stroke Heather’s skin and created goose bumps, as I looked at her. 

“Do I know him”, I asked. “No”, was her simple reply. Neither one of us spoke again for some time, as we just held and caressed each other. I could not believe how horny I was. The whole thing had given me a tremendous hard-on. On one hand, I wanted to know what happened. On the other hand, I just wanted Heather to relax and know I loved her. I knew she would tell me if I asked, but I decided to let it go for now. I continued my caressing, and she seemed to relax. 

Heather moved her hand down my chest and stomach. She reached her goal, my throbbing cock. I’ve been married to her for several years now, but I still find pure pleasure at the touch of her hand. She lightly grasped my cock and began stroking me. On any occasion, I am at least 8 inches, when hard, Heather has a petite build and it is very sexy to see her hold my cock. Her hand seems small when she is holding my shaft and it turns us both on. 

Heather was the first to speak, saying, “I want to please you, right now”. “I will to tell you, tomorrow, all about what happened, and I hope you will understand”, she said. She kept stroking my cock and slid down lower, kissing my chest and nipples along the way. Still stroking my cock, Heather nibbled gently on my nipples, and finished kissing her way down toward my hard shaft. I felt a few drops of pre-cum fall onto my stomach. Heather took my cock into her mouth, loving my hardness in her mouth. She was getting a lot of spit and saliva on my dick and I knew what that meant. Usually when Heather gets a lot of drool on my cock, she is preparing to take me all the way into her throat. Heather does this once in a while and it really elevates our passion.

I felt her throat muscles relax and Heather pushed her head further down onto my cock. The back of her throat gave way, and I was all the way inside her. Her lips and nose nudged closely to my pubic hair. Heather pulled off to get a breath and took me again, clear into her throat. She did this several times along with normal sucking and bobbing up and down. Because of the four beers I had earlier, I was relaxed enough that I was not even near ready to cum.

Heather literally used her mouth to make love to me. This went on for at least twenty minutes, when she finally pulled up off of my cock. I had been stroking her back the whole time, but she was now ready to fuck me. I began to move, but Heather held me down and told me to stay on my back. “I want you to totally relax and enjoy this”, she said.

Heather climbed up and straddled me. She kept eye contact with me as she held my cock straight up with one hand, and lowered herself onto me, in a squat position. She settled her weight down all the way, and paused. Her cunt felt very slick and the addition of another man’s semen caused slurping noises as she began to ride me up and down. I could feel fluids running out of Heather and down my shaft, settling on my groin and pubic hair. There was a lot of semen and I began to wonder if it all came from one man or not. My muscles tensed and I was feeling the first stirrings of an orgasm building. Heather continued moving up and down my cock while my cock continually pushed more semen out of Heather and down my shaft.

I held her steady with a hand on each side, above her hips. Her skin was so smooth and soft; I reached up to caress and squeeze her tits. Heather was panting and moaning with every bounce. I knew she was about to reach a climax. While still bouncing up and down my cock, Heather kept saying, “FFFUUUCCKK MMEEE”! She was really getting into fucking my hard dick and telling me she loved me so much. I replied in kind, that I too loved her. Her slim, shapely body was a sight to watch as she fucked me for all she was worth. I was not going to last much longer, as I felt my orgasm getting very close. 

Heather was now moaning loudly and screaming occasionally, as well. “FFFUUCCCKKK MEE, I’M COMMMINNNG”, she yelled. Her cunt muscles were flexing and I knew we would hit our orgasms very close together. My cock was solid and my balls ached with my pending orgasm. “OH GOD, OH MY GOD, I’M COMMMMING”, she said. I was not to last any longer. My cock began to spasm, and I felt a huge tension building in my lower gut. My cum shot up into Heather’s cunt, in massive jets, spurt after spurt. I came hard and for a long time. It was one of the best orgasms I have had in a while. Heather was still moaning and thrashing around. Her orgasm was so strong she had to stop. She slumped down onto my chest, breathing hard and fast. My cock was still hard and lodged deep inside Heather’s cunt. I could feel a lot of bodily fluids that had come out of her and gathered between us.

Our lips touched, and we moved into a deep sensual kiss. I held my dear wife tightly, knowing I loved her with everything I had, and I knew she loved me too. As we relaxed, I knew everything would work out ok. I even had a feeling that we would be ok about Leanne, as well. I would need to tell Heather about it soon. 

After a brief rest, Heather pulled herself up enough for my cock to spring free from her pussy. I was still hard, and Heather noticed it. She once again went down on me, kissing, and licking my cock. I lay there resting while my beautiful wife sucked my cock clean. She licked up all of the cum that she could find, and continued stroking my cock. She moved her way back up and cuddled near to me with her head on my shoulder. We stayed like that, as Heather lightly stroked my cock. Just before I fell asleep, I had noted the time to be 3:00am. 

As morning came, I was awake before Heather. She looked so peaceful; I decided not to wake her. I got out of bed to head for the shower. On the way, I just happened to catch sight of the pile of clothes that Heather had removed. Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to look a bit closer. I picked up her blouse, and then her skirt. As I looked, I could see dried cum in a couple of places on both the blouse and the skirt. Glancing down at the stockings and garter, I could see even more dried cum, mostly on the upper ends of the stocking and on the garter. 

Heather must have had one hell of an experience. I was really turned on, but at the same time, very jealous. I wondered who had enjoyed my wife so much.

I was horny again, but told myself to hold that thought. I went and took my shower. When I got done, Heather was up out of bed. She greeted me with a tight hug, saying she loved me and appreciated my patience and understanding. As she hugged me, she told me she would tell me what happened after her shower. 

I kissed her, smiled at her, and hugged her once again, noticing that all of her clothes were now out of sight. I’m sure she wanted to spare me any more pain and had put them in the dirty clothes hamper. “I didn’t know if I should have woke you up”, I said. “Do you need to go to work today”, I asked. She told me that she did not need to go to work until Monday, since her committee had accomplished their goal yesterday. I was almost to make a comment on other things that were accomplished, but I took the high road. I just grinned, and Heather knew what I was thinking.

After breakfast, we were both just sitting in the living room, talking, but not really “Talking”, if you know what I mean. I had given a lot of thought to the thing I had going with Leanne. Knowing that Heather had cheated on me, would make it easy to confess about Leanne, and most likely get away with it. Kind of like getting the score even. I still decided against it, though. I was not afraid to tell her, but I did not want it to hurt the friendship that was between the two women. I therefor chose not to say anything yet. I resolved to make it come out later, in a different way. Maybe I could get Heather and Leanne to get together, sexually, and then their friendship would be stronger.

I was not sure this would work. It would be a gamble, but I may be able to pull it off if I use Leanne to help.

While Heather and I have talked about fantasies, Leanne would make it more personal. We often talked about another woman in a threesome, as a fantasy, but it was always somewhat distant and non-realistic. I just was not sure about the reality of it. One of Heather’s fantasies had been to get involved with another woman, but when that interested me, she quickly dismissed it, saying she was not all that serious. I tried to tell her that a fantasy is just a fantasy, and that it would not hurt to dream about the possibilities. I think she was turned on by the thought of having sex with another woman, but she maintained she would not do it. 

I passed it off. I mean, at that time, they were just fantasies. It was not until the events of the last few days that I really started to believe it could happen.

My daydreaming was stopped as Heather placed a hand on my arm, asking if I was ok? “Ya, I’m ok”, I said. “I was just thinking about things”, I went on. “What were you thinking about”, Heather asked me? I turned toward her, on the couch. “Are you ready to tell me what happened to you yesterday”, I asked?

Heather looked a bit scared, but said she was ready to tell me. Her voice was shaky, as she began. “There is no need to try to hide this, and I worry that you will become angry, but I love you with all my heart, and I want to get it all out”. I said, “that will be fine, I won’t stop you”, I said. “All I ask is that you share honestly with me, and I need you to trust that I love you too, and no matter what you tell me, I’m willing to help work it out”.

“First off, I want you to know that sex between us is excellent”, she said. “I worry that you will feel otherwise when you hear this”, she said. Heather went on to tell me how she had been extra horny for the last few months, but did not know why. She acknowledged that we have sex at least three times a week, and it is always good.




Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome Ch. 02



Heather told me about the work committee that she and four other people had been assigned to. One of the biggest advertising accounts that they had at their company was considering changing to a different firm. The contract was up, and the committee was challenged by the sales Vice President to come up with a way to renew the contract with the customer. “We were all pretty convinced that we could loose our jobs if we did not land the account again”, she told me. 

I spoke out of turn and said, “oh, you must have had to have sex with the client, right”? “No, that is not what happened, let me finish”, she said. I smiled and told her to continue.

“We did land the account”, she told me. “We had it tied up and signed just shortly after our lunch meeting”. “Our client representative was totally happy with our agreement, so he signed the paperwork and left. “All five of us on the committee were so happy, we decided to celebrate”. Heather told me that the committee was herself, a co-worker named Janet, and three guys, Steve, Dean, and Brad. We all had a few drinks and before long, we were all pretty loose, and keyed up. “Janet and Dean left the group to go home”. “Steve, Brad”, and myself were the only ones left. 

“I want to tell you, Scott, that I have never done anything like this before”. “What ended up happening was a first and last time.” “I promise”, she said. “Like I said, I have been real turned on and horny lately”. I should not have dressed so sexy for the meeting, but I did”. “My honest intentions were to just look attractive for the client, hoping it may make a difference”.

“What I did not plan on was to get loosened up from the drinking, and still be horny”. “Neither of the guys made advances toward me until we left the bar”. “Brad had driven us from work, to the meeting”. “On the way back to get my car, Steve put his hand on my thigh”. “I know I should have stopped it there, but I didn’t”. “I just looked at him as he moved his hand up my thigh, caressing my leg”. “He continued until he reached my panties”.

Heather went on telling me about the rest of the encounter. Steve told Brad that Heather was wearing a garter belt and stockings. Brad said, “NO SHIT! I’ve got to see that”. Steve had moved Heather’s panties aside and began working her clit and lips with his fingers. Heather had gotten so turned on that she reacted in kind. Heather reached for Steve’s hard cock, and began to caress him through his thin suit pants. Brad could hardly drive, as he was trying to steal glances of the action. At that moment, Brad turned an unexpected corner. Steve asked where he was headed? “I’m headed to a hotel, are you in for half the cost”, he asked Steve? “Damn right”, was Steve’s reply. Heather just leaned back, eyes closed, as Steve worked her cunt, under her skirt.

Heather’s heart was telling her this was wrong, but her body was being racked with pleasure. Her desires and sexual needs won the conflict. 

Brad pulled the car into a parking lot of an inexpensive hotel. While he went inside to check in, Steve was still working his fingers in and out of Heather’s cunt. Heather was stroking the outline of Steve’s cock through his pants. They waited to get into the room before anything went further. Brad had the key and waved at Heather and Steve as they all headed for the room. Once inside the room, it quickly became a lustful atmosphere.

Heather had dropped to her knees in front of Steve, freeing his engorged cock from his suit pants. She wasted no time in taking his rigid member into her mouth. She could taste his pre-cum and it heightened her need to be pleased. Steve’s cock was not all that big. In fact, it was considerably smaller than her husband’s cock. He was very hard and groaned as Heather worked her magic on him.

Brad had removed his clothes by now, and he was standing next to Steve. He fondled Heather’s tits through her blouse, making her nipples erect. Heather switched over to Suck Brad’s cock, which was a real treat. Her eyes widened as she took him inside her mouth. Brad had a larger dick that Steve. It was actually longer than her husband’s cock. She worked on his nine inches of shaft with her mouth, pausing occasionally to lick all around the head. She cupped his large nut sack with her other hand, as she continued going up and down Brad’s cock.

By now, Steve was naked, and the two guys helped Heather to her feet. Standing before Heather were two good-looking men, both in their late twenties, and both in very good shape. Heather could not believe how hot she was and knew she needed to be fucked right then. Hands were all over her as her blouse was removed and then her bra. As her breasts were released into the open, Steve wasted not time in squeezing them gently. Brad had unzipped Heather’s skirt and it dropped to the floor. Heather was trying to help by removing her panties. That was the extent of the undressing game. Both guys agreed that Heather was stunningly beautiful standing there, wearing only her garter, stockings and high heels.

Heather never let go of Brad’s large cock as they moved to the bed. They had her lie down on her back, across the bed, with her head hanging slightly off the edge. Brad stood just over her head and allowed Heather to resume her oral talents. Steve moved up between Heather’s legs and knew he had to taste her sexy cunt. He was totally transfixed as he moved his face to within an inch of Heather’s pussy. Steve made the comment that his own wife refused to shave her cunt, and that the sight of Heather’s clean-shaven pussy was a real treat. Steve moved his mouth and lips to position and began a sensual oral stimulation. Heather was moaning at the same time her mouth was filled with Brad’s cock. With Heather in this position, her neck straightened out, Brad gently pushed his cock deeper into Heather’s mouth and throat.

She tried to work her neck and throat muscles for his continued entry. This was one nice cock that Heather really wanted to deep throat. She had a hard time concentrating on the task as Steve was eating her out. Her clit was on fire and she began to cum. She could not scream or make any other verbal gestures other than moaning and groaning. Brad withdrew his cock momentarily and then reinserted it into Heather’s throat. As his cock pressed into her throat, Brad could look down and see her neck swell from the intrusion. Her orgasm was the strongest she had had in a long time, and her body quivered with delight. She felt almost numb as her orgasm wound down. 

Brad was nearly to cum as Heather still worked her tongue around his cock. When he was into her throat, she could not move her tongue at all. Brad pushed one last time, making his cock disappear until Heather’s nose was right under his nuts. Brad began to cum with several waves of semen. Jet after jet of his warm cum entered Heather’s throat. He had gotten so wrapped up in his massive orgasm that he forgot about Heather. She was choking and trying to breathe. When Brad finally withdrew his sticky cock, Heather was able to gasp and take in some air. She continued to choke somewhat as she finished swallowing and clearing her throat.

Steve finished eating Heather and had moved up into a position to fuck her. Heather was still trying to get over her orgasm and catching her breath when Steve plowed his dick into her cunt. She had never experienced anything so amazing in her life, as having two men at once. She knew this was wrong, and she would never do it again, but still had the sexual desire to continue. As Steve fucked in and out of her cunt, Heather began to climax again. Brad had been resting, just massaging Heather’s tits, while Steve fucked her. Steve could hold out no longer and began to tense up. When he was ready to cum, Heather was screaming, FFFUUUUCKK MEEEE!. She had been fucked hard and was experiencing a series of orgasms, as Steve pulled his cock out of her cunt. Steve’s orgasm was there, and he shot several long streams of cum all over Heather. There was cum on her stomach, breasts, garter and stockings. Steve’s orgasm has subsided as he lay down next to Heather.

Brad had not fucked Heather yet and moved quickly to do so. He had Heather get on her hands and knees to fuck her from behind. Her cunt was dripping Steve’s sperm and her pussy muscles flexed openly. This was a turn-on for Brad to see as he pushed his nine-inch cock into Heather, from behind. He held Heather’s hips as he worked a steady pace in and out of her cunt. As he fucked her doggy style, Heather had taken Steve’s limp, wet cock, into her mouth. She could taste her own juices as well as his cum. 

The continued fucking she was getting from Brad had her very near another orgasm. As it turned out, they both came together. She could hardly stand the sensations and sensitivity that her clit was feeling. She wanted him to keep going, while at the same time wanting him to stop. She had Steve’s hard cock nearing his orgasm and she could feel him begin to twitch. Brad began to shoot shot after shot of hot cum into Heather’s cunt, and this triggered her own orgasm. She came so hard that she could not keep sucking on Steve’s dick. Just as she pulled up off of Steve’s cock, he released a load of cum all over her lips, mouth and face. They all collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard. Cum was running everywhere, as she felt it on her face, legs, and stomach. She wiped most of Steve’s cum from her face and licked her fingers. 

The three of them rested for a while and talked about what they had just done. Heather was feeling very guilty and while she really enjoyed the one-time affair, she made the two guys know it could never happen again. Steve fully agreed, saying he would be in deep shit if his wife ever found out. Brad reluctantly agreed that it would not happen again, but he did not sound convincing. He told Heather, “If you ever want more, please let me know”. She had told him it would never be possible. She loved her husband, Scott and could not imagine how this went so far.

They cleaned up as best possible, and got dressed and left. After they dropped Heather off at her car, they each left the parking lot from where they work.

This had been quite a story that Heather had told me. On one hand, I was very jealous of the two guys that shared an evening with my wife. On the other hand, I was so turned on by all of this, that my mind was going a mile a minute. It so turned me on, that I really wanted to be involved in a threesome. I would need to consider this situation. I wondered if Heather would be willing to fuck our friend Greg. That may be a good thing, since I had fucked Leanne. I contemplated on a situation where three of us or even all four of us might get it on. All of these thoughts, had me so horny, I was going nuts.

Heather saw how I was preoccupied and asked if I was ok, and if I still loved her, after hearing what she had done. I turned and looked her in the eyes. She showed fear and her eyes were moist, after recounting her affair to me. I put my hands on her cheeks; gently stroking her ears, and pulled her close. We hugged for a long time. I finally spoke, saying, “I want you to know that what you have told me bothers me a little, but not nearly as much as I feel jealous”. I proceeded to tell her how turned on it made me to hear about her fling with the two co-workers. She looked at me. “So you still love me”, she asked. I held her tight and told her that I loved her very much. “I can understand what happened to you and I can see how it would get to the level it did”, I said. “I just don’t know if I can get over it though, because it turns me on so much to think about it”. “I’m not sure I understand”, she said. I told her that what has happened will make changes in our life and in our lifestyle, whether we think so or not. I told Heather that when I said, I may not get over it, that I meant that I may want it to happen again. She looked at me in disbelief, almost relieved, but yet not sure what she heard. 

I decided to press her a bit and to see if she may be into getting together with Greg and Leanne or what. “Heather, I want to ask you a question, and I really, sincerely want the truth”. “Did you enjoy your encounter with the other men, yesterday”? Looking into my eyes, she simply nodded her head. “Heather, we have talked about fantasies in the past, and so I want to know something”. “What is it”, she asked? “For a moment, forget the guilt, and everything wrong about what happened”. “Would you be open to doing something similar, again”? Before she could answer, I told her that if she wanted to, maybe we could work out a threesome with you, and I, and Greg. She seemed more relaxed, now that she realized that I was more turned on and curious than angry. In fact, it was becoming clear to Heather that I was not mad at all.

She seemed interested in the idea, but concerned if we could do it. She wondered if Greg would be willing to take part. She thought that even if Greg did want to do it, Leanne would never allow it and there would be hell to pay if she ever found out. I said, “First, Greg would love to fuck you”. She had a gleam in her eyes and showed a hint of anticipation as she asked how I know he would. I told her to remember that Greg and I have worked together for several years, and that I know what Greg wants. She was showing a slight smile and I noticed goose bumps forming on her arms. I continued, “Secondly, I have a feeling that Leanne will not be a problem, as long as we play our cards right”. My sweet Heather was getting excited. I could tell by the sparkle in her eyes, that she was as interested in this as I was. 

I gave her a kiss and hugged her tightly, again. “If you are willing, I will get with Greg when he gets back in town, and run it by him”. “I really believe that we can all enhance our sex life, if we approach this carefully”, I said. She gave me a squeeze, letting me know it was ok to check into it. We did not speak for some time, just hugging and caressing each other’s back. 

After a brief period of time, I backed away from Heather enough to reach for her t-shit. She stood before me, as I began to undress her. She took the hint and began to undo her pants. I began getting myself undressed. Neither of us spoke yet, as we finished getting undressed. When we were both naked, Heather slowly lowered down to lie on the living room floor. Our eyes never parted from each other as I moved into position between her legs. We still did not speak, and by the position I took between Heather’s legs, she knew I just wanted to fuck. She spread her legs wide, and pulled her knees up toward her breasts. I held my cock at the entrance of Heather’s cunt, and rubbed it up and down her slit. I wanted to be sure she was ready, and I was pleased to find her very moist. I leaned forward, pushing my cock a few inches inside Heather’s cunt. She let out a sensual moan, as I withdrew. I pushed in again, this time impaling her all the way. 

I held that position, pinning her to the floor with my cock. Heather looked up at me, saying, “thanks for being my husband and friend”. “I love you with all my heart”. I smiled and began stroking my cock smoothly in and out of Heather’s willing cunt. We were both very turned on from the events of the last few days. It felt so good to make love to my wife. Her cunt muscles were snug and I could feel her milking action as she worked her muscles. I enjoyed the very erotic view, looking upon Heather, as I glided my slick cock in pace with her moans. I was building to a good climax and I wished it would not happen so fast. 

Heather whimpered and moaned with every thrust I gave. She reached down with her right hand, rubbing her clit as I pounded my meat in and out of her moist canal. I continued my steady attack as she wrapped her legs around my back. She was practically screaming now, matching the weight of my body’s thrusts. I was near the end and everything inside me tensed up. I hung on a bit longer as Heather enjoyed her orgasm. “OH MY GODDDD, IT FEELS SOOOO GOOOOD”, she yelled. “FUUUCKK MMEEEE, PPLEASE FUUUCK ME”. “AAAGGHHHH, FFUUUCK FFUUUUCK, I’M COMING”. I continued my pumping action with deep strokes in and out, in and out. Heather continued to groan and squirm all over the place. She nearly passed out as I pumped even faster to bring on my orgasm.

Heather’s orgasm wore down enough so she stopped scratching my back. She could sense that I was about to come, as I was tensing up and groaning. Just as I was about to shoot my load, Heather asked me to pull out. “I want you’re cum all over my body”, she said. Hearing her say that was enough for me to unload. I jacked several streams of white, thick cum, all over her. She had cum on her tits and stomach and even up on her face. The last of my load fell on her, just above her moist gaping cunt. She was running her hands through it and licking her fingers. I moved down beside her and we embraced, sharing the moment to relax.

We made passionate love for the rest of the afternoon, knowing our lives were going to be different. 

Later that afternoon, when we were back in out usual routine, I decided to put my next plan into action. I did not want to waste any time, if I could further things along.

Heather was outside, talking to the neighbor, so I hurried to the phone. I decided to call Leanne. 

Leanne answered the phone on the second ring, greeting me warmly. She had seen our number on the caller ID. I asked her how she had been doing since we last saw each other. She told me that she missed me but had mixed emotions. I asked her to explain. “I really enjoyed our fling and want it to continue, but I am afraid that Greg will find out”, She said. 

I told her to just be calm and take everything normally. “I’m just so worried that Greg will find out my past and also that you and I have been together, and then it will all be over”. “Don’t worry about it”, I told her. “I will help with Greg, and you need to trust me that he will be ok”. She accepted that, for now. Actually, if she really thought about it, she had no choice. If I wanted to be an ass, I would have no problem blackmailing her. I didn’t threaten her right now, as I did not see the need to.

“There is actually another reason I called you”, I said. “What is it”, she asked me? “When does Greg get home from his service call”, I asked? “He won’t get home until the day after tomorrow”. “Why do you ask”? “I want you to seduce Heather, and make love to her”, I said quite matter-of-factly. “What, are you serious”? “She’ll never go for that”. “Plus, what makes you think I’ll go for it”, she huffed? 

“Its easy”, I said. “You’ll go for it because I’m telling you to”. “Don’t forget about the videotape”. “YOU BASTARD”, she hissed. “HEY, THAT IS NO WAY TO TALK TO THE GUY WHO PLEASURED YOU THE OTHER DAY”, I yelled back. “I’m sorry”, she replied. “I just don’t think you need to blackmail me”. “I thought we had an understanding and that you would help keep my secret safe”, she pined. I could detect from Leanne’s voice that she was near tears, and I had not meant to be so harsh. “Listen, Leanne, your secret is safe with me, if you help me with this”, I said. “Why”? “Why do you see a need for Heather and I to get together”? 

“Have you ever had a fantasy of getting with another woman”? “Well, I’ve had those thoughts before, but never as a fantasy”. “I guess I have never really thought about it”, she said. “Well, Heather has had that fantasy, in the past, and I think it would not be hard for you to pull off”. “All you really need to do is want to, and it will most likely happen”. “If I go along with it, where will you be”? “Will you be there if I need help, in case Heather gets mad”? “If my wife gets mad, just apologize and back off”. “You to gals have been friends for several years, so you know she is not going to hate you”. “Besides, I think you will be pleasantly surprised”, I said. “By the way, I won’t be there”. “I don’t want Heather to be inhibited, in any way”. “Ok, I’ll do it”, she said.




Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome Ch. 02



“Ok, Leanne, here’s the plan”. “It is now 4:30pm”. “In a few minutes, I am going to tell Heather to call you, and invite you over for the evening, since Greg is still out of town”. “When she does, I want you to accept her invitation, and tell her you’ll love to come over”. “Tell her you have been quite lonely and a bit down, with Greg gone, and you look forward to coming”. “I want you to wear something casual, but yet provocative and revealing”. “Do you understand everything, so far”, I asked. “Yes, I got it”, she said. “I hope you’re right, that she won’t hate me for this”, she said in a soft voice. “Trust me”. “Just trust me”. “I’m working on a plan that will ultimately spice up all of our lives”. “You will thank me in a few days for this”, I said. 

I hung up from talking to Leanne just as Heather was coming back into the house. There was a pause and then Heather asked what I wanted for dinner? If she only knew, she would get moist, I thought.

“Hey, I have an idea”. “Greg has been out of town, and Leanne might be going nuts, like usual”. “Why don’t you invite her over for the evening, for dinner and TV”. “Ya, ok, that sounds fun”. “I’ll bet she could use the company, and it will take her mind off of Greg for a bit”. 

Heather went to the phone and made the call. I could hear from my end that Leanne must have accepted. When Heather got off the phone, she said that Leanne had eagerly accepted, and would come over in about a half an hour. “Sounds good”, I said. “She sounded depressed”, said Heather. “Oh, what’s up”? “I don’t know”. “She just seemed to light up more when I invited her over, and she said she was feeling a bit low, and the visit would cheer her up”. “I think she misses Greg”, Heather added. 

“Well listen, Hun, after dinner, why don’t you two gals watch TV or talk, and I’ll hang out in the back room or something”. “Maybe what Leanne needs, is to be with you and talk women stuff, ya know”? “I hate to exclude you, though”, said Heather. “AH, don’t worry about it, I know I’ll have something to do”.

Heather had ordered a pizza, and it was delivered about the same time that Leanne showed up. The timing on that was perfect. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I caught a look at Leanne. She did exactly like I wanted her to do, and I was sure it would have an effect on Heather. 

Leanne wore a plain white halter-top, and a very short denim skirt. That skirt was at least ten inches above the knees. Her legs were bare, and well toned, and I could not take my eyes off her. I had to be careful so Heather would not get the wrong idea. Leanne wore sandals and her toenails were polished in a light pink color, to match her fingers. She wore no bra, and her nipples were piercing through the thin material of her top. It was just thin enough to see the contrast color of her nipples on her tits. I needed to quit staring or I would soon be sporting a huge hard-on.

Heather greeted Leanne, at the door with a hug, patting her on the back. Leanne held Heather a little longer than Heather had expected, as she thanked Heather for inviting her over. “We’re glad you came over”, Heather said. “Your hair looks great cut that short”. “I just love it”, Heather said, as she ran her fingers through it. They went on for just a few minutes with the usual talk, and then headed for the kitchen. We sat and enjoyed pizza, chatting casually. While we ate, I was not the only one looking at Leanne. I noticed several times, when Heather was stealing glances of Leanne’s tits.

We finished dinner and small talk and got up to go to the living room. I got all three of us a beer and made sure the two hot women were drinking it before I excused myself. “Ladies, if you don’t mind, I am going to take care of some things I need to do”. “You two can get along just fine without me for a while, can’t you”? “Ya, ya, go do what ever you need to, we’ll be fine”, Heather said.

Glancing back as I left, I saw they were already sitting on the couch and talking. I went just around the corner and stopped. I wanted them to think they had some privacy, but I sure as hell was not going to miss anything. Mostly, I was bored for the first thirty minutes, but then I could tell that Leanne was making her move. 

The kitchen is in the opposite direction from where I was at, and so I remained out of sight as Heather left to get a few more bottles of beer. When Heather was gone, I saw Leanne rub her tits briefly and pinch her nipples. It had the effect that she wanted, and I could see that her nipples hardened and increased in size. Heather came back with the drinks and sat next to Leanne, again. As she handed the beer to Leanne, they both shifted position, sitting more to an angle facing each other.

From my point of view, I could see right up Leanne’s skirt, and I know Heather could see too. Leanne was wearing white panties, and I was getting horny just watching. I noticed that Heather kept looking at Leanne’s tits, and Leanne picked up on it. “I’m sorry, I’m offending you, aren’t I”, Leanne said. “What do you mean”, asked Heather. “I saw you looking at my breasts, and I realized my nipples are accented”. “Maybe I should have worn a bra, and I’m sorry if I am dressed to lightly”. “Nonsense”, Heather stated. “You’re just fine”. “I did not mean to stare at you and I apologize if I have made you uncomfortable”. “I just could not help looking at you, and you’re body”. “Oh, thanks, but you aren’t making me uncomfortable”. “Besides, I can’t stop looking at you either”, Leanne said.

“I’ve always thought you’re body is excellent, Heather, and I guess, after a few beers, I don’t mind telling you that”. “Oh, that’s sweet of you to say”, Heather returned. 

As all of this was going on, I had been lusting after both of them. I noticed that Leanne shifted her legs again. She now sat nearly sideways on the couch. Heather looked down and her eyes glued to the sight of Leanne’s panty clad pussy. When she looked back up, Leanne’s eyes were focused on Heather’s eyes, and Heather knew she had been caught looking up Leanne’s short skirt. Even where I was at, I could see Heather blush with the fact she was caught sneaking a peak. Seeing this, Leanne placed a hand on Heather’s thigh and said, “hey, its ok”. “I like to catch peak now and then too”. “Huh”, Heather sighed? “I’m sorry”. “I did it again, didn’t I”? “You must think I’m weird”, Heather stated. “NO, not at all”. “Do you think I look sexy”, Leanne asked? “Uh . . I . uh, I guess so”. “I mean, yes you do”. 

I could see that Heather was a bit nervous and her voice quivered as she tried to maintain composure. Leanne was doing an excellent job of seducing my wife. If I were a side-judge right now, she’d get an 8, as in my solid 8 inches. 

Leanne had not removed her hand from Heather’s thigh. She pressed her last question, some more. “So, you think I look sexy, huh”? “I think you look sexy, too”. “In fact, I have a confession”, Leanne admitted. “You, do”? “Wha . whaaat is your confession”, Heather asked in a nervous voice? “I’ll tell you if you promise not to be angry with me or to hate me”. “Oh, I could never hate you”. “You should know that, Leanne”. 

“I have wanted to tell you something, but have been afraid to, for fear you would not understand”. Now it was Leanne who sounded nervous. If she was acting, she was doing a great job of it. Heather moved closer to Leanne, giving her comfort and to let her know she cared. She casually placed her left hand on Leanne’s thigh, only a few inches from pay dirt, and at the same time, telling Leanne to say what she wanted to say. 

“Please don’t be mad at me, but for a long time, I’ve wanted to kiss you”. There was a pause, and silence. Leanne bowed her head lower and apologized. “I’m sorry, I knew I shouldn’t have told you that”, Leanne said. “Oh, no, its fine”, my wife replied. “It just caught me off guard”. “Don’t feel ashamed, Leanne”. “Look at me”, Heather said, as she used her right hand to lift Leanne’s chin. There eyes met, and Heather’s left hand slowly stroked Leanne’s thigh. There was an extended silence, and then I could see they were slowly moving together. 

In unison, they both leaned in to where their lips were just barely separated. It seemed like time stood still. I felt like dragging my cock out to jack off, but I did not want to miss this moment. Their lips finally met, and to my excited surprise, they let the kiss linger for a good 5 or 6 seconds. They then separated, but their eyes stayed lock on to each other. It seemed like a possible awkward moment, but Leanne did the right thing, at that moment. She simply said, “please”. 

That was all the further coaxing that my wife needed. Their lips met again, and this time, they opened their mouths. I could see they were working their mouths with a passionate French kiss. Just moments after that, they fell together in each other’s arms. Both gals were caressing the other. It was Heather who made the first move to feel Leanne’s tits. 

Their breathing was louder now, and I knew, at that moment, that the rest of the evening was going to be fun. 

Leanne responded by feeling and squeezing Heather’s tits. Heather reached around Leanne to undo her halter-top. As her breasts fell free, Heather paused. I could see her hands shaking as she cupped Leanne’s boobs with both hands.

Leanne was pulling Heather’s shirt off, as well, and quickly removed her bra. This had to be one of the sexiest, mind-intoxicating things, I had ever seen. I decided that this had progressed to the point that I could now go in and sit down, without either of them stopping. 

I entered the living room and sat down, in the recliner, just across from Heather and Leanne. Neither of them seemed to worry. I was not sitting there very long, when Heather looked over and saw me. She simply smiled at me, mouthing the words, “thank you”, as she continued to feel and massage Leanne. 

Leanne gently pushed Heather back, making her lie down on the couch. I could see nervous anticipation in Heather’s eyes, as Leanne began to undo Heather’s jeans. Heather lifter her rear up, allowing Leanne to pull her pants down. The panties were next, and in no time at all, Heather was naked. Leanne moved forward and lie down on Heather. Their tits meshed together sexily and they began another long, sensual kiss. Heather’s legs were spread wide, and Leanne was pressed firmly against Heather’s groin.

Heather had her arms around Leanne and was caressing her back and neck. Leanne gently pulled their kiss apart and slid downward. She paused to leave several kisses and nibbles at Heather’s tits. I was entranced as I watched Leanne gently chew on my wife’s tits. She would gently bite and pull outward on Heather’s nipples, causing the volume of the moaning to increase, in the room. Heather was so racked with pleasure, and was uttering incoherent gibberish. Leanne moved further downward toward her goal, kissing a trail along Heather’s stomach. She paused to lick Heather’s belly button, causing my wife to shriek with pleasure. Heather was really enjoying the homage that was being paid her. I knew she was nearing an orgasm, and Leanne had not even reached her cunt yet. Heather was squeezing her own tits as Leanne moved the rest of the way to her goal. Heather’s legs spread wide, as Leanne planted a few kisses right on Heather’s outer cunt lips. Leanne was using one hand to finger herself as she began to lick Heather’s clit. 

Heather moaned and screeched as her orgasm drew closer. Leanne continued licking and probing Heather’s cunt, and pushed her over the edge. Heather went wild with a strong orgasm. She was moving underneath Leanne as the oral stimulation continued. “GGGGODD, I’M CCCOOOOMMMING”! “SO . . SO GO GOOD”. “OH MY GOD, DON’T STOPPPP. Heather was screaming and shaking all over. I looked close, realizing she had goose bumps all over her legs and arms. Her muscles seemed so tight. Her nipples were rock-hard, and the veins in her neck were standing out. She began begging Leanne to stop, say in it was too sensitive. Leanne kept up the oral attack as Heather’s orgasm finally began to subside.

Leanne was licking up Heather’s juices and kissing all around her cunt. I saw Leanne’s face was slick all over with the juices of my lovely wife’s pussy. Heather went limp, just lying there. She continued to moan softly but made no other movements. Leanne climbed up off the couch and finished removing her skirt and panties. These two women were beautiful and I had shown tremendous restraint not to beat my meat. My cock was pressing hard, through the material of my pants. I could feel a damp spot where my pre-cum was obviously getting me wet. 

Now naked, Leanne moved near Heather, kneeling on the floor next to her. She bent down and kissed my wife, ever so gently. Heather responded, returning the kiss. They locked into a lingering kiss, and I knew that Heather could taste her own fluids. 

They broke their kiss, and Heather pulled Leanne up. It was as if they could read each other’s minds. Leanne stood and lifted her left leg over to the other side of Heather, placing it carefully between Heather and the back of the couch. She stood there, leaving her other leg planted solidly on the floor. If I died right then, I couldn’t have been more turned on. I said earlier that both Leanne and my wife had similar pussies. It was a magnificent sight as I watched Leanne lower her clean-shaven cunt down on my wife’s mouth. Leanne was getting her cunt lips nibbled and her clit licked by my lovely Heather. 

I couldn’t take anymore. I needed to do something about my cock. While Leanne was squatting over Heather’s mouth, I decided to join in the action. Leanne was nearing her orgasm from being eaten out by Heather. She was moaning and using her right hand to massage her own tits. Without being noticed, I stripped naked and moved over between my wife’s open legs. I took her right leg and placed it up on the top of the couch. I then lifted her left leg up off the floor and held it with my right arm. Using my left hand, I eased my hard cock into Heather’s wet cunt. She groaned into Leanne’s cunt as I fucked her. It felt so good to take her this way. Even though I knew she wanted it, my excitement was heightened, knowing she could not see me. With Leanne standing over her face, I made my rhythm of strokes, in and out of Heather’s hot cunt. Leanne reached her orgasm and ground her pussy into Heather’s mouth. I kept my pace of steadily fucking in and out of my wife’s slick snatch. 

Looking down at the action, I was pleased to see Heather’s cunt, glistening, with her fluids as my cock impaled her, over and over. Leann could take no more and moved off of Heather. My eyes met with Heather’s and she smiled widely, her eyes sparkling with lust and joy. Her face was inviting me as I looked at how wet she was. Leanne had left a lot of pussy juice all over my wife’s face. As I continued my fucking motion, I bent down to share a kiss with Heather. The taste of Leanne’s cunt was like an instant trigger. We shared a deep lingering kiss and I could taste and smell Leanne’s cunt, as I knew my orgasm would happen at any moment. 

While keeping my steady pace, Leanne asked Heather a question. “Would it be ok with you if Scott pulls out of you, and comes in my mouth”? Just hearing her say that made me almost lose my load. Heather looked at both of us and said, “go for it”. Leanne leaned near to Heather’s cunt and waited, while massaging my wife’s tits. Heather was beginning to cum. Her orgasms came faster as Leanne continued massaging her beautiful tits. Heather was now in a state of a full orgasm. My continued strokes kept her clit on fire, as she came wildly.

I was finally at the end, also, and I pulled out of Heather just in time. Leanne quickly engulfed my hard, sticky cock. My eyes were watching Heather, to see her reaction. She grinned widely, giving me a sign of approval. I shot a huge load of cum into Leanne’s mouth. She could not catch all of it, as it began leaking from her lips. Pulse after pulse of my hot seed shot into Leanne’s hungry mouth. She stroked me with one hand as I continued to spasm. 

For all Heather knew, this was a first for Leanne and I. If she only knew the truth, which she soon will. I had decided that I would tell her right after I get Greg to fuck her. As Leanne finished cleaning my cock, I couldn’t help but think how nicely things were working out.

We rested together, hugging, kissing and enjoying how close we felt. Leanne and Heather kissed again, and I could see Heather licking my excess cum from Leanne’s lips and chin.

By now, it was close to 9:30pm. Heather invited Leanne to spend the night, but reluctantly she declined the invitation. “I need to be home by 10:00 so I ca be there when Greg calls”. “I’m grateful for the way you two have made me feel to-night, and I hope we can do this again, real soon”, Leanne said. “Oh yes, lets do it again, and again”, Heather added. At that moment, I almost felt like a king. Over the last few days, our lives had taken a turn that I knew would be good for all of us. Heather was still smiling and looked at Leanne. “Thanks, for coming over, and thanks for making our friendship even stronger”, Heather said.

We cleaned up, got dressed, and helped Leanne to keep the commitment, to get home. After good-bye hugs and kisses, Leanne left. Heather and I just held each other, not really saying a lot at that moment. She finally spoke. “I hope you are not mad at me”. “I did not know things would get out of hand, but I have to tell you, I sure enjoyed it”. I looked at Heather. “I don’t know if I have ever been so turned on in my life”. Watching the two of you was a genuine treat for me, and I hope you are not mad that I joined in the fun”. “It was great”, Heather replied. “I too got turned on”. “It was intense for me to see Leanne take your cock into her mouth, and excitedly swallow your cum”. “It turned me on a lot, and if it’s ok, I would like to do it again sometime”, Heather said.

“Ya, and maybe if it’s ok with you, I could fuck Leanne, while you get to see it”. “Would that be ok”, I asked. “You got it, Hun”, she replied, as she pulled me close for another tight hug.

“First things first, though”, I said. “I promise you that before the end of next week, I am going to make sure that Greg fucks you, and the two of you can have a good time, while I watch”. “What do you think about that”, I asked. I think I already knew the answer, as a million goose bumps flooded her arms. 

To be continued

The next chapter will have an encounter between Greg and Heather, along with a few other surprises.

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Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome Ch. 03



Please be sure to read the first two chapters of, "Blackmail with a friendly outcome." The story flows best that way. The entire story takes place over about a four or five day period of time, in the story. I hope you enjoy it. Remember to vote please. Thanks, DarkMagnet.

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The rest of the weekend went by pretty fast. Heather and I had enjoyed several occasions of steamy sex. It seems that the recent events, in our lives, had given us a new lift in everything we did. 

Greg had gotten home from his out-of –town service call, and called me. We usually car-pool to work; so, we needed to touch base on the fact that I would pick him up. 

It was business as usual, Monday morning, when I picked him up for work. As he was coming out to my truck, Leanne was at the door, telling him to have a good day. She had a smile on her face as she looked at me and gave me a knowing wink.

Driving to work was a time we used to catch up on stuff and talk about his trip for the last four days. The way he acted, led me to believe that he was totally unaware of any difference in his wife, Leanne. That was good news. It would mean that Leanne was not acting overly guilty or strange about anything. 

The day went as any normal day would go. I had planned on bringing up the idea of wife swapping fantasies, but I needed it to flow more naturally than to just blurt it out. I decided that the best thing would be to stop off for a beer, on the way home, after work. I then quit thinking about it as much, the rest of the day.

Later, when we headed out, I asked Greg if he was up for a drink, or if he needed to get right home. He made the comment that a beer would be nice, and that he was in no hurry. We made our way to one of our favorite strip bars. For all these years, him and I would occasionally go watch dancers and enjoy a beer. It's a guy thing. Heather knew that we went to strip bars once in a while, but we were sure that Leanne didn't know. It was not our place to say anything. I've said before how Leanne was always the more religious of us. I wonder how she would react now, maybe differently, I suppose.

We had a few beers each, as we watched several different dancers. We were both relaxed and loosened up, so I started my plan. "Hey, do remember how we used to talk about wife swapping," I asked? "Ya, we'll always have strip clubs and beer drinking to get us through times like that," Greg responded. "That is true, but I have been thinking about it a lot lately," I told him. "I always think about it, but it won't do any good, since the women would never go for it," Greg said. He went on to say, "maybe Heather is different, but you and I both know that Leanne would never entertain the thought."

"Oh, I don't know."

"Things have a way of working themselves out sometimes," I said. "Ya, right, dream on buddy," Greg responded.

"You may be right, but let's at least look at the possibility of you getting to fuck Heather," I said. "I mean, she and I have always shared fantasies with each other." Greg looked at me for a bit, to see if I was bull-shitting him. "Look, I'm serious," I said. "I think we could get Heather to fuck you, if you're interested."

"You are serious, aren't you," said Greg? "You'd actually allow me to fuck your wife; is that what you're saying," asked Greg? "Well, yes, if you want to go for it, I think we may be able to pull it off," Greg," I said. "Hell, you know I'd fuck your beautiful wife, given the opportunity, and if Leanne never found out," Greg responded.

"I'll tell ya what, Greg."

"Let me think about it tonight, and we'll see if I can come up with a way to make it happen."

"Sound ok," I asked? As he responded, with a dazed nod of his head, I could see the swelling lump in his pants. That right there, gave me an idea.

We left the bar and I dropped him off at his house. As he got out of the truck, I told him that I knew how we would do it, and that I would let him know how tomorrow. He just grinned.

I know the chemistry is there. I had seen how Greg gets a hard-on if Heather dresses sexy. I already knew Heather would go for it. Greg was basically the last person of the four of us to know what the hell was going on. Now that I knew for sure, he would be willing to screw my wife; the rest would be a snap. I chose not to tell Greg that Heather wanted to fuck him. I thought it would be a nice treat to make it more of a mystery to him. That would really get him good. 

When I got home, Heather met me at the door with a hug. I knew she would be curious if I had anything to tell her. After all, I had promised her that I would make sure Greg and her could get together. We got the usual chit chat out of the way first. I asked how her day went, and if there were any problems at work. She said that everything went fine, and that nobody seemed to make any problems for anyone else. She was referring, of course, to the fact that three of them, who work together, had enjoyed a sexual affair together. 

As we spoke, and held each other, I told her that I talked with Greg. I went on to tell Heather that Greg knows nothing of what has happened, but that he sure would like to fuck you. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled wickedly. I finished laying out a plan, and I let her know that the way we pull this off will make it very exciting for Greg. "He doesn't know that you are already willing, and wanting to fuck him. Having heard my idea, she agreed that it would work out ok. "We may need Leanne involved in the plan to make it work out smoothly," I said.

It had been a while since the four of us had grilled steaks in the back yard. I had Heather call Leanne to invite them over for tomorrow night. We would furnish the steaks and they would bring a salad. Heather made sure to tell Leanne that we would be relaxing, around the hot tub, after dinner. 

Heather and I were excited. The rest of our evening wore on, and we could not drop the subject. We kept discussing how we wanted tomorrow night to go. I wanted Heather to do a lot of flirting and flaunting of her nice body. She said that would be no problem, and looked forward to the event. Our plan was to get Greg turned on and horny, and then have Heather turn up the heat so-to-speak. We were really looking forward to it.

I picked Greg up for work the next morning, and he was on pins and needles. He wanted to know if I came up with a plan. I told him that I thought everything would work out perfectly, and that I was trying to lay the groundwork for it at dinner tonight. "Ya, Leanne told me that you guys invited us over for steaks tonight," said Greg. I told him not to forget his swimsuit, because we would be using the hot tub after dinner. His eyes widened at the prospect of getting to see Heather in her bikini. It was just like old times, as we talked about our women and how they look so hot. 

"Hey, do you remember when you got a hard-on when Heather looked so hot, a while back," I asked? "How could I forget," he responded? "Well, I don't remember if I ever told you this, but Heather saw the huge lump in your pants."

"She was really turned on by that," I said. He grinned. "I didn't know she saw," Greg said. "Ya, she did."

"I just thought I would let you know."

The day went on as usual. Heather had taken the afternoon off work to prepare for the evening. She made sure the hot tub was clean and ready, as well as getting the lawn chairs set up. I already had the grill ready to use, and so everything was looking good. 

Greg and I wasted no time in getting home after work. Our plan was to be showered and all ready for dinner by 6:00pm. When I stepped in the door, I saw Heather. She looked hot, and ready for a good time. Heather had her bikini on already but was wearing a pair of baggy shorts over top of the thong bottom. She had no cover for the top and had no plan to wear one. She and Leanne had worked all of that out. Both girls would be in their bikinis and I knew that Greg and I were in for a treat, watching the gals. 

It was beginning to turn me on; just looking at the way Heather's tits filled her skimpy top. I had her remove her shorts so she could model her thong bottom. She slowly turned a full 360 degrees so I had the opportunity to get a close look. I could tell that she had taken extra time on shaving her legs and all around her bikini area. I sat on a chair as she continued modeling for me. As she stood close to me, between my legs, I asked her if she was ready to be fucked by Greg tonight? I could see her quiver slightly, and smile at my question. Her reply was that she was excited, but she didn't want me to think it was only about Greg. I reached around her ass and pulled her to me, and I kissed her stomach lightly. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating to me. She got goose bumps as I gave her bellybutton a few licks. She told me that if I didn't stop now, she would have a difficult time maintaining composure later. 

I told Heather that I just wanted to give her a little boost for the evening, and so I lifter her right leg so she could place her foot on the chair next to me. Her other foot remained on the floor. I simply used my finger to hook her bikini thong, moving it to the side, so I could inspect her pussy. As I did this, she moaned lightly and I fingered her. I gave her clit a few quick flicks and planted a lingering kiss on her cunt lips. 

Heather moaned louder as I used my tongue to separate her pussy lips, licking up and down the length of her already wet gash. As I held her by the ass, against my face, she quivered, in jolts that matched the assault from my tongue. I used one hand to push a finger up inside her as I continued nibbling on her clit. Her fluids were flowing readily and my face was getting rather slick. Her smell was driving me over the edge. 

Heather squirmed as I vibrated her clit with my tongue. I munched down lightly on her inner lips, pulling them outward. Heather let out a series of whimpers and started to tremble with an intense orgasm. She was gasping for air and I could feel her weight as she sank to my lap, in limp weakness. She sat upon my legs and buried her face into my shoulder. 

She smiled, accusing me of trying to get her worked up. "You're absolutely right about that," I agreed. She greedily kissed me, gnawing at my lips. Her taste was exciting, as we shared our tongues with each other. I let her rest momentarily and then she climbed off my lap. She just shook her head at me, smiling. "You are the best there is, at eating pussy," She said. I grinned with pride. Straightening out her bikini thong, she headed for the bathroom. As she did, I gave her a pat on the ass and stood up. "That was nice, but now I'm even more wound up than before," she said. "Good," I replied.

We had everything ready when Greg and Leanne arrived. I was pleased and excited to see that Leanne was dressed nearly the same as Heather, and looking very hot. Greg had a nervous look in his eyes, one of lust and anticipation, but also of anxiety. I knew he was primed and ready, and wondering how it would all turn out. Heather and I remained calm and acted as if it was any other dinner together. Over the years, something like this was just common to the four of us. 

We all went out in the back yard. Greg and I were talking as I managed the steaks and grill. The girls were sitting on the chairs. Heather asked how long before the steaks would be ready? I told her that I had just gotten the grill hot and was about to put them on, so to plan on eating in about 15 minutes. "That will work fine," Heather said, looking at Leanne. Leanne quickly got up and took off. I watched as Greg asked her where she was going. As she went past us, she just said she needed to run a quick errand for Heather, and that she would be back in ten minutes.

I started putting the steaks on the grill and I told Greg to go relax. Greg and I were both wearing our swimsuits, tee shirts and sandals. As Greg went over to the chairs, near Heather, I noticed my wife stand up and remove her shorts. I watched for Greg's reaction and got it. He could not take his eyes off of Heather. Heather was acting normal, but I knew she was starting her tease. She had her back to Greg and bent over to adjust her chair to a reclining position. Her knees were locked and she took extra time, giving Greg a good view of her ass, with the thong bikini pulling tightly up her crack. Heather then sat and leaned back to a reclining position. I could see that Greg kept looking, but would look away every time that Heather looked in his direction. He already had a bulge in his swim trunks.

Heather then began applying lotion to her legs, stomach and around her shoulders. With Greg looking on, Heather asked me to come and rub suntan lotion on her shoulders and back. I knew this was part of her plan. "I'm right in the middle of making sure I don't mess up the steaks, can you have Greg do it," I asked? Heather looked at Greg and smiled, handing him the lotion. "Scott's in the middle of something, would you mind giving me a hand," she asked? Greg was more than willing. As he stood, to move over to Heather, he had an obvious hard-on. Heather leaned forward, and Greg squeezed out lotion onto her shoulders. 

I wondered if I would burn the steaks, while trying to watch. Greg began to rub the lotion into Heather's skin. He needed more and got too much this time. He was rubbing it in and told Heather that he had way too much. She just told him to keep rubbing it in, and was doing fine. He seemed hesitant to do very much and Heather had to coax him a bit. She moved off the chair and lay on a towel on the grass. She reached behind her and undid the tie string for her bikini top, dropping it to the sides. Her entire back and legs were bare for Greg and he was really getting into it. He did a good job rubbing the lotion all over Heather's shoulders and back, but was hesitant to get it on her sides. "Don't forget to get it on my sides, too," she said. He slowly moved his caressing and rubbing to include her sides and I could see him stealing close looks at the sides of Heather's tits. "Your hands feel as good as Scott's," she told him.

Greg was not saying much. I guessed he liked his task, but was a bit nervous. He seemed to stop, and Heather told him to keep going. "I got it all over your back and shoulders," he said. "Ya, but you might as well get my legs while I'm in this position," Heather was saying. He applied more lotion to the back of each thigh, and began rubbing it in. 

I had just turned the steaks and told them that we would be ready in another seven or eight minutes. Greg continued to rub the lotion into Heather's skin. I could see that his touch was more of a light caress than actually trying to rub in some lotion. He was obviously getting turned on, and Heather was adding to it by moaning with his touch. It was fun to watch, as he was looking every few seconds at the French doors on the patio. He seemed to be on the lookout for Leanne, thinking he would get in trouble for what he was doing. 

He continued his caressing on Heather's legs. His hands had traveled clear down to her feet and were now headed back up. As he moved his hands up to her thighs again, Heather spread her legs, but didn't say anything. He looked at me, almost like he was questioning what to do. I just smiled and nodded my head. He kind of smirked and shrugged his shoulders. I then saw him get more courage to caress the insides of Heather's thighs. Heather moaned. "That feels good." With that, she told him to make sure the lotion also got under the bikini thong. He looked at me again, and I just tilted my head, smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

He used one hand to gently lift the bikini up, while he ran his other hand around the small of her back and on her ass. As he caressed her soft cheeks, Heather let out another moan. He dipped his hand down between Heather's legs, and she shrieked out a high-pitched approval. He had to have made at least some contact with her pussy lips. I could see that he had a huge boner. 

I watched as Heather turned her head back, looking at Greg. "Greg, while you're at it, check to see if my pussy is getting moist yet," she said coyly. Greg had a shocked look on his face, but he did as he was told. He gently rubbed his fingers through Heather's slit, making sure to push up inside her warm cunt. She arched her back, tilting her head back as he fingered gently. Heather let out some moaning and groaning gibberish, enjoying his fingers. 

She then told Greg to pull his fingers out of her cunt. He did so, as she rolled onto her side, taking his moist hand in hers. She pushed his pussy-soaked hand up to his nose and told him to smell it. As he took in her aroma, his hand was shaking. Heather then pushed his fingers to his lips, telling him to lick himself clean. As he licked and savored the taste, she asked him if he liked it, to which he just nodded and mumbled, with his juice-soaked fingers in his mouth. He kept stealing glances of Heather's tits while she was on her side, facing him. 

I could hear Leanne pulling up in their car, so I told them she was back, and that the steaks were ready. Greg was pretty quick to move away from Heather, and she repositioned her bikini top, and tied it. Just as Leanne was coming out through the French doors, Heather had her shorts back on. Greg was nervous, but Leanne made not comments. "You're just in time, the steaks are done," I told her. "Good," she said. Leanne had gone to get a bottle of wine to go with our steak dinner. 

We sat and ate dinner, carrying on a normal conversation. Heather caught my eye, and smiled. She gave me a knowing wink, and I knew she was having a good time. We all had more than one glass of wine and we were experiencing a nice relaxed atmosphere. During dinner, I noticed that Greg kept looking at Heather. I couldn't help looking at Leanne, either. 

We finished up and retreated to the hot tub deck, with our wine. I pulled my tee shirt off, and Greg followed, by doing likewise. The girls removed their shorts and we all kicked off the sandals. Lounging around, we made more conversation, but I could tell we needed to move our party to the next level.

I caught Heather's attention, smiled and nodded my head. She stood up, took another sip of her wine and stepped into the hot tub. "How's the water," I asked? "Perfect, come on in," she replied. Leanne said she would get in later, but wanted to work on her tan first, for a while. Greg got up to go get in the hot tub, and I said I would be the shortly, as I need to make sure the grill was off, etc. From the patio, I watched Greg ease his way into the hot water. He seemed nervous and kept looking at Leanne. When he sat down into the water, I noticed Heather slide over closer to him. 

I was returning from the grill and I sat down next to Leanne. It was our first chance to talk for a few days, and I asked her how she was doing. She smiled and said things were going good, and she was silent for a moment as she looked into my eyes. :I wanted to thank you for what you've done," she said. "What have I done," I asked? "You know," she said smiling. "You basically blackmailed me into having sex with you, even though I loved it, and you also blackmailed me into seducing Heather."

"I ended up liking that too, and you had told me I would like it."

"You said I would thank you in a few days, and you were right." 

As we made small talk, we both occasionally looked over to Heather and Greg. They seemed to be making conversation, as well. I told Leanne that I thought this evening would be a good time for Greg to fuck Heather. She smiled, reaching over to squeeze my arm. "I thought that's what you had figured for tonight. I asked her if she could see how nervous Greg seemed to be? She had noticed and thought it was fun, seeing him get teased a bit. I told her how Heather had made him rub suntan lotion all over her. She thought that would have been fun to watch. We talked about how Greg was getting turned on, and we agreed that tonight was going to be fun. 




Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome Ch. 03



Catching Heather's eyes, I mouthed the words, "go for it." She knew what I meant and nodded her head. She stood up in the hot tub and sat up on the edge, saying it was getting hot. Her nipples were very easy to see through her wet bikini. Greg could not stop looking at her. Hell, I couldn't quit looking at her either. When she had gotten up on the edge of the tub, she had moved so that she was across from Greg, directly facing him. She sat, dangling her legs in the water, and then right when Greg looked at her, she lifted one leg up, placing her foot on the deck, leaving one leg in the water. This spread her legs pretty good, and gave Greg a good, close view of her thinly covered cunt. She made sure to stay like this for a bit and then pulled the other leg out. She slowly got up, standing on the deck above the hot tub. Leanne and I watched with some amusement, as Greg seemed transfixed. 

I told Greg he better not spend too much time in the water or he would wrinkle up. He agreed and climbed up out of the tub. In doing so, he revealed a nice bulge in his trunks. Leanne and I acted like we didn't notice, and continued to talk, while lounging on the deck.

I looked over to where Heather was, and she was staring at the front of Greg's swim trunks. I turned to Leanne and asked if she was ready to see this whole thing go to a new level? She smiled and said she couldn't wait. 

Greg had lay down on the large blanket that was spread out on the grass. He was flat on his back looking up, relaxing from the effects of the hot tub. Heather walked over and plopped herself down, sitting right next to him, asking if she could join him? He just said, sure, as he looked over to Leanne. I suppose he was a bit nervous and wondered if she might get weird or something. Leanne was aware but ignored him, not letting on anything. Heather was sitting on the blanket right next to Greg. In a most casual way, Heather reached behind her and undid her bikini top, removing it. She smiled at Greg, as his eyes were the size of silver dollars. He stared in amazement at Heather's tits. He had a tent pole in his swim trunks. I was mostly watching out the corner of my eye, as was Leanne. 

I looked over at Leanne, and she was getting excited too. To spice things up for her, I reached over and began to finger her pussy. I moved the thin cloth of her bikini bottom, to the side. Gaining access, I was able to begin fingering the inside of her wet cunt. It was difficult for her to remain calm.

We both maintained composure though, because we wanted this to be an unusual erotic event for Greg. Heather then stood up and removed her bikini thong. Without a care in the world, she stood before Greg, totally nude. He was so stunned that he still made no moves or sounds, just staring. Heather then lay down on her side, propped up on one elbow, facing Greg. He was turned on but very nervous. He kept looking over to Leanne and I. 

We just ignored the whole thing and continued talking. We heard Heather speak to him. "Greg, is that an erection, underneath your swimming suit"? As he moved to cover his bulge, he nodded his head with embarrassment. "You don't need to be embarrassed and try to hide it," Heather told him. "Just lay back and relax," I heard her say. He looked over to us again, but we still played ignorant. 

Heather moved a hand up to squeeze one of her tits and asked Greg if he like what he saw? He was speechless, but smiled. Heather really floored him with her next statement. "Scott told me something last night."

"Scott told me that you want to fuck me."

"Is that true"? "Uh . . I . uh ya, yes, I would," he stammered. Once again, he looked over to Leanne and I. We carried on. Heather looked at Greg and told him to relax, and enjoy the moment. "You don't need to keep looking at Leanne and Scott."

"If its permission you want, I don't think they will care," Heather teased. 

With that, Heather rolled over, looking at us. "Hey, do you two mind if Greg and I have sex"? "He has a huge erection, in his swimsuit, and I would love to suck on it," she added. We both looked over to them, trying to act normal, and at the same time, said no, go ahead. We then resumed our conversation. Greg's jaw dropped and he just stared in utter disbelief. He knew something was up, and he also knew that this was not normal behavior for any of us. 

"That's all I needed to hear," Heather said. She reached over and stroked Greg's cock, through his trunks. I had an erection myself, but I knew I would get my turn soon. Greg couldn't believe it, and just lay back, closing his eyes. As Heather played with his hidden dick, he couldn't help but wonder what the hell has been going on for the last several days. Silently, he didn't give a shit. He just moaned as Heather moved over to pull his swim trunks down. She pulled them off and gasped at his cock. I looked over and was equally shocked. While his cock was not quite as thick as mine, he had to be ten inches long, where I'm only eight to eight and a half, if I'm lucky. 

Heather looked back at me, anticipation in her eyes, and then looked back at Greg's long, hard cock. She took hold of it and began stroking him. Greg took in a huge breath and sighed out loud. Leanne and I watched as Heather lowered her head and planted a few soft kisses on the head of Greg's shaft. He responded by taking one of Heather's tits in hand, massaging it. She opened her mouth and took him in. She slowly moved her tongue all around the head of Greg's penis. She smoothly sucked him in and began bobbing her head up and down his shaft. Greg tensed up and you could see the muscles in his neck tighten up. He massaged Heather's tits with one hand, while grabbing a handful of blanket with the other, clenching it in his fist. I knew the pleasure he was experiencing. Heather loves to suck cock and always managed to pleasure me that way. 

I looked at Leanne. She was squeezing her tits through her bikini, as I continued to finger her hot box. I decided that I could wait no longer, and she agreed. We both stood up and removed our swimwear. I suggested that we go to the hot tub, as I took Leanne's hand. We eased into the water and spent a few moments to adjust to the water temperature. Looking at Heather, I could see that she had repositioned herself. She had squatted over Greg's face and continued to suck him off, in a 69 fashion. I remembered Leanne saying that Greg rarely went down on her, and about that time, Leanne made that comment. "Look Scott, he's eating Heather." She had a moment of jealousy and wondered why he wouldn't do that for her. I told her that he may be finding that he does enjoy it, and to be patient. "I'll be willing to bet that he will gladly do it from this time on," I remarked.

I felt her take hold of my cock, under the water. She stroked it gently. It was a most exciting thing, along with the effects of the hot tub jets. I found all of this to be a real turn-on. The four of us were actually having a group sex party. I looked at Leanne, our eyes locking on to each other. We moved together in a passionate kiss, as I took her right tit in my hand. Our tongues wrestled together and our breathing became heavy. We continued kissing and feeling each other as the hot tub jets blasted at our sides.

Greg was tensing up and getting ready to cum. Heather continued to grind her cunt into his mouth. She was having a hard time giving him head, as she was moaning and shrieking out loud. His tongue lashed at her clit, while he used both hands to pull her ass cheeks and pussy lips apart. He nibbled on her clit and outer labia lips. Heather tried to continue her attack on Greg's cock as she began to cum. 

"OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMMMING"! "AAAUUUHHHH, OOOHHHH, SO . . SO . GOOD." She was in the middle of an intense orgasm when Greg could hold out no longer. She felt him begin to spasm and tried to get her mouth onto his cock. His first shot of cum streaked across Heather's face, before she could clamp her mouth down on his cock. Her orgasm was in force, as she tried to swallow his load. Greg had never felt anything quite like this, and the pure pleasure he was feeling was more than he could imagine. Their orgasms subsided, and Heather moved off of Greg. Laying in a daze, both of them were breathing hard.

Leanne and I decided to go join them on the yard. As we approached, Greg just stared in amazement. Leanne bent down and gave Greg a long sensual kiss. She then moved down and took his cock into her mouth, savoring the taste of his sperm. She continued to give him head, but pulled off for a moment. "I'm going to get your cock nice and hard so you can fuck Heather," she said. Greg was still in a stupor but managed to tell Leanne that he loved her very much. Heather was recuperating from her orgasm and I massaged her tits. "How did you like sucking Greg's cock," I asked? "It was wonderful, but I can't wait to get him inside me," she said. 

About that time, Leanne had managed to get Greg's cock hard again. He got up and moved over between Heather's legs. I watched as he slowly entered her. She let out a low groan as his cock pushed forward. It was an erotic sight, to watch another man's cock disappear into Heather's cunt. He worked slow, deliberate strokes. Heather's cunt was producing a lot of lubricating fluids, and Greg's cock glistened in the sunlight, as he continued to fuck my wife.

My own cock was rock solid from having watched everything going on. Leanne was on her hands and knees, and leaned down to kiss Heather. She was licking Greg's cum off of Heather's face and then proceeded to share a French kiss with her. Her ass was high in the air, giving me the invite I was looking for. I positioned myself behind Leanne, and Greg watched as I pushed my cock into his wife. She shook with mounting passion as I nudged my cock fully inside. Greg and I just smiled at each other, as if a long-time fantasy had finally been fulfilled. He continued fucking his cock in and out of Heather's sopping wet cunt. With every thrust he gave her, she matched him with a loud gasp. I found a smooth rhythm, and I held Leanne's hips, fucking her from behind. I was pounding her hard and her face bumped along side Heather's face with every jab. Both girls were moaning and licking each other's lips. 

Heather was reaching another climax and begging Greg to fuck her harder. "PLEASE FUUUUUUCK ME."

"GIVE ME YOU'RE FUCKINNNNNG COCK." OHHHHH, FFFFUUUCK. She was going wild under Greg's fuck attack. Her orgasm was intense, and it seemed to go on and on. Greg kept up his pace, with no relief for Heather. His cock pounded furiously in and out of Heather's cunt. She attempted to wrap her legs around his back to squeeze him. She was enthralled in her orgasm, wanting it to last forever, yet needing him to stop. Her eyes were glassed over and she let her legs fall back down. Her moans and shrieks became quiet as her orgasm jolted through her entire body. Everything seemed to go quiet inside her mind, and she was nearly to pass out, as she just went limp. 

I continued the pumping that I was giving Leanne, from behind. She now had her face buried in the blanket, screaming. Her orgasm came on strong and quick. Just as she would get used to my rhythm, I would change it, sometimes slower, sometimes faster. Every few pumps were a hard jab, which seemed to heighten her orgasm. I pumped more and reached under her to grab her swaying tits. She was in ecstasy now. "OH FUUUUCK," she screamed. "AAAHHHHHH, GOD I'M COOOOOMMMING."

"SSSHHIIIIT," IT FEEEELS SO DAM GOOOOOD." 

While she was going through her orgasm, I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. With every thrust, I held her head back, as she gasped and screamed. 

Both Greg and I were near our orgasm. I could feel mine building from deep within. Just as I was about to come, Greg yelled that he was about to unload. "I'm going to fill your hot cunt with a load of spunk," he boasted to Heather. "OH YESSSSSS, PLEASSSSE, FILL ME," she yelled. At nearly the same time, we unloaded into the pussies we were fucking. I can't describe the feeling and emotions. Here we were, two couples, sharing a good fuck with each other's wives. I felt several long pulses of cum, blasting into Leanne's cunt. My cock twitched and the cum continued shooting. I could feel it leaking out of Leanne's cunt. Greg had finished shooting his load deep inside of my sweet wife's pussy. All of us collapsed to the blanket, breathing hard and panting for air.

We rested briefly and then Heather climbed on top of Leanne in a 69 position. They greedily licked each other and tasted the cum that we had left for them. I looked over at an amazed Greg and asked him if he had ever seen such an erotic sight? Of course, he said no. Him and I continued to watch our wives get it on, eating each other out. It was like they had found a whole new thing that they would like from this point on.

As they were in the throws of sex with each other, I told Greg to come with me into the house. "I have something to tell you, and to show you," I said. On our way in, I asked Greg a question that I really wanted an answer to. "I know you really liked what happened here today, and I also know you are amazed and shocked that it did happen."

"Boy, ya got that right," he said. I told Greg that there was a good reason why all of this happened, and it was not by accident. 

I told him that if he liked what happened, and agreed that our lives are now better for it, then I would share something with him about how it happened. He fully agreed that our lives were better and that this could open up all kinds of new possibilities in the future. I then made him promise not to be angry with Leanne, and never to bring it up and talk about it, unless she brought it up first. As I made him commit to that promise, I hit the play button on the VCR. I watched his face as the tape began. I wanted to see his reaction. As the tape played, showing the girl approaching the two guys, who were stroking their cocks, Greg turned to me and smiled.

"Well I'll be a son-of-a-bitch," he said. "I wondered when this whole thing would finally pop its head up," he continued. "What," I asked? "What do you mean," I wanted to know? "Scott, I've known about this tape for ten years," he said. He was nearly laughing. It didn't bother him at all. "What do you mean, you've known about this for ten years," I quizzed? "Hell Scott, this tape and everything associated with it, is a lot of the reason I started dating Leanne," he said. 

Scott went on to tell me that he had the tape back then and that he still had it to this day. He'd had the tape, along with a lot of other porn tapes, and then met Leanne in a bar. He explained that the minute he saw Leanne at the bar, he knew he had seen her from somewhere. He became friendly with her, and they began dating and eventually married. He said that he thought he had seen her somewhere, or known of her somehow, but could not place it. Greg said he just let it go and quit thinking about it. On the first occasion that him and Leanne got naked to make love, was the first he knew the connection. "It was the fucking tattoo," he said. "No shit," I retorted. 

I asked him why he never said anything to Leanne about it? "I was cool with it," he said. "I liked who she was and the person she tried to be."

"I never brought it up, and she never brought it up, but I always wondered if it would somehow rise to the top," he said.

We were both amazed at the unlikely coincidence that this whole thing had to offer. I told him all about how I found the tape at a garage sale and how I told Leanne about it. I was glad that he was not mad that I blackmailed his wife into sex. The whole story just seemed to turn him on. We both shook our heads in utter fascination, and we headed back outside. On the way, I reminded him not to tell Leanne. "No problem, I've lived with that secret for years, anyway," he said. We gave each other a high five, which seemed a bit odd for a couple of naked men to do. Nevertheless, we could see a bright future as far as sex among the four of us.

The End

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Blackmail With A Friendly Outcome



She froze when I faced her, and I placed my hands gently on her shoulders. Leanne, listen to me for a minute, please. I want to tell you why I'm "acting so strangely', as you put it. Please do, she said. Leanne, after you hear what I have to tell you, you'll understand why I want to have sex with you, I said. I wish you would quit talking like that to me, she said. 

Does the name "Amber" ring a bell, I asked? No, was all she said, but I noticed an immediate change in her eyes. Amber was the name of the girl acting on the video, and so I thought I would throw it out there to see if she reacted. She tried not to show it, but I could tell she knew, at that moment, that I had found out her secret. She just looked down, not saying a word. She moved slowly over to the couch and sat down. 

"I know about the video." "I just happen to pick it up at a garage sale, not one mile from here." Her face turned red with shame. She hung her head and began to sob. I sat next to her and put my arm around her. She leaned into me and began crying more. I softly stroked her shoulder and gave her a few pats on the back. She began to explain how it all happened and that she was very ashamed of it. She had tried to escape it for all these years, and to live a different life. I just held her and gave her a hug. She looked up at me and asked what I was going to do? Are you going to tell Greg, she asked? I paused on my answer. I could see true fear and shame in her eyes.

No. No, I'm not going to tell Greg, I said. I felt her body sigh with some relief, as I told her that her secret was safe with me. She looked into my eyes and I could almost sense what her next question was. As she looked at me, I still held her close, and I could feel her tense up. What are you going to do, Scott, she asked? I softly stroked her arm, as I answered her. Leanne, I did not know it was you on the tape at first. You had brown hair back then, I said. I had it dyed brown for the video, she said. My natural color is blond. 

I went on to tell her how I had figured it out with the tattoo. I also told her how I was so turned on that I had to pull out my cock and start to stroke it. She seemed to get embarrassed while I was telling her that. I told her how Heather had come home from the gym and caught me masterbating. She got worried and asked if Heather knew about the tape? I could see she was relieved when I told her that I was the only one who knew.

By now my cock was rock hard. Holding Leanne had gotten me really worked up. She was breathing in short breaths, and I could tell she was getting aroused. Surely you can see why I'm so horny, having seen you in a video with two guys, I said. She admitted that she could not blame me for my actions.

She began telling me how she had wanted to hide from her past, of ten years earlier. She had never told Greg about it, and he never knew she had ever been with anyone else. She said she was always afraid that it would come back to haunt her, but if anyone had to find out, she was glad it was me. 

At this point, I could tell she was getting more sexually aroused as she also calmed down from the shock of me knowing about the video. She looked at me and told me it would be wrong for us to get involved sexually, and that it might ruin our friendship. I could tell by the way she said it that it was just one last official try at avoiding what we both wanted. I put my hand on her cheek, and slowly moved it around near her ear, as I spoke.

I know that what you did ten years ago was wrong, I said. I also know that what I want to do now is wrong. I also know that two wrongs don't make a right, but I don't care. I moved my other hand slowly to her breasts, feeling first one, then the other. She moaned and gave a not-so-convincing plea to stop. She had hot skin, yet with goose bumps, as I felt her tits through her blouse. Looking down, I could see her legs were slightly parted, and her thighs looked so inviting.

I had to lay it all out there, and let her know that we were going to get it on. Leanne, I think our friendship will not suffer from this, and we are going to take the chance. Your secret is safe with me, but after wanting you for all these years, I'm going to have you, I told her. With that, she told me that she had had a lot of dreams about me and had also wanted to get together, but had never allowed herself to believe it could happen. I just told her to relax, and let it happen, and everything will turn out fine.

I then leaned in close and our lips met for the first time. I still stroked her neck, ears, and shoulder with my right hand, around her, while feeling her tits with my left hand. It was her, who first pushed her tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues were still intertwined while I slowly slid my hand lower. I placed my hand on her thigh, finding her skin to be so smooth. I slowly slid my hand higher up her thigh, and Leanne moaned softly. We broke our kiss and our eyes met. She looked at me, simply saying, "protect me, help me keep my secret." I will, I said. Your secret will be only ours until you want it to be told. 

I was still stroking her thigh, ever so lightly. She placed one hand over my swollen cock. I felt it twitch and pulse as a new hand caressed it. I moved my hand on up to Leanne's crotch. She was wet with excitement. I pulled her panties to one side and found her pussy lips. She was breathing heavily now, as I inserted a finger inside her. She began trying to undo my belt and jeans, but found it hard to do while we sat on the couch. 

Together, without a word, we both stood up. I took the opportunity to bring my hand up to my nose and mouth, tasting Leanne for the first time. She saw me do this and her nipples hardened through her blouse. Do you like that, she asked? Ya, sure, I said. Greg has never done that, she said. What? You mean, tasted you, I asked? Yes, she said. I could not believe it. Leanne had one of the most sexy bodies I had ever seen. What husband would not at least try oral sex on this beautiful woman, I thought? I looked at Leanne, as I purposely placed that moist finger into my mouth again. I pulled it out and said, HHHmmmm. Good stuff.

She was undoing my pants as I was taking her blouse off. We kept this up until we were both standing there in our underwear. I had only my boxer shorts, which were not hiding my cock very well. She stood there in panties, bra, and shoes.

I pulled her close to me, hugging her, as I reached around to unhook her bra. While doing so, I whispered in her ear. "I'm going to eat you out." With that, she got goose bumps again, and was trying to lower my shorts. They fell to my ankles and I kicked them off. Totally naked now, I stood only inches from her. She reached out and began to stroke my cock, yet never taking her eyes off mine.

I slid her panties down, and she kicked them to the side. I got my first real look at Leanne's cunt. Ironically, she was similar to my wife, except for the color of hair. She was neatly shaven with the exception of a small strip of hair above. She stroked my cock, as I moved my hand to her cunt, one more time. I slid two fingers up and down the length of her slit, feeling her clit, and gauging her reaction. I thought I would explode, so I had to stop her from stroking my cock any further. I was rock-hard and a good eight and a half inches long. 

I pushed her back until she had to sit on the couch. I pulled her right to the edge and had her lean back. I spread her legs and told her to enjoy. I lowered my head until my mouth was within an inch of her soft pussy lips. The aroma was mild and had an intoxicating affect on me. I felt Leanne quiver in anticipation.

I closed my mouth down upon her cunt. The first touch, to her clit, with my tongue set her off with a strong orgasm, as I began to lick her slit up and down. I toyed with her lips, pulling gently, as I know my wife likes. It was obvious that Leanne also loved it. She had her legs spread wide as I continued to enjoy her pussy. She had one of the best tasting cunts I have ever tried. 

Her juices were perfect and somewhat mild. Leanne was thrashing all over the place as I brought her to another orgasm. I could take no more, and backed away, to get ready to fuck her. I moved her to a more comfortable position on the couch with her left leg up on the back of the couch and the other out wide, onto the floor. As I positioned myself between her legs, I had the head of my cock just at the opening of her cunt. With our eyes making contact again, I asked her if she was ready? Just fuck me please, was all she could say. 

I slowly inched my way inside her, backing out slightly before moving in further. Leanne had a very tight cunt, and I asked her if I was hurting her? She said it felt great, and that Greg's penis was not quite as thick as mine. I guess your going to miss your meeting down town, I said, as I began a smooth stroking motion. She just smiled and said, oh well. I was fucking in and out of this sweet woman. She was so moist, but yet so snug and I could feel the walls of her vagina and her cunt muscles, as they flexed around my cock. I could tell she was enjoying our fucking, and I noticed her toes were pointing straight out. Her thighs and calves were tight and it was obvious that she was totally turned on as my cock moved steadily in and out of her cunt.

We continued like this for a few more minutes and then she asked me to change to one of her favorite positions. Leanne and I got off the couch and moved to the floor. She laid on her side, holding one leg in the air. I straddled her leg and put her other leg up over my shoulder and entered her once again. After getting a good rhythm going, I hunched forward which made her legs spread even more. 

She was moaning loudly and I could feel my orgasm coming on. I asked her if I needed to pull out, or not? Between moaning and her high pitched screeches, she told me it was not a problem to cum inside her, but she wanted me to come in her mouth. Hearing her say that nearly made my load shoot right then. I fucked her quicker for a dozen strokes or so, and then I pulled out. I moved up near her face, and she quickly took my cock into her mouth.

I have already told how Heather likes to suck my cock and even enjoys my cum., but she rarely takes my cock into her mouth right after we have fucked. Having Leanne sucking my cock like this was a tremendous turn on for me. I knew she was enjoying her own juices while sliding her mouth on and off of my steel shaft. As she continued to suck and pump my cock, I reached my arm back down to stimulate her clit. I flicked her clit with my thumb while inserting my bird finger into her ass. She moaned an approval and started to shake with another climax. 

As she came, I started to come also. It was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had. My cock went rigid and was slick with her cunt juice and saliva. She continued to pump my cock with her lips held tightly around the head. I felt it coming and my balls actually ached with spasms. It was so intense as jets of my cum were shooting into Leanne's mouth.

She never let up, and I don't think she missed a drop of my seed. Leanne continued to suck and stroke my cock, cleaning me completely as she did. As our mutual orgasms subsided, she released my cock from her mouth and I lay down next to her, holding her tightly. We were both hot with sweat and the air in the room was strong with the odor of sex. Our lips met and we shared a sensual, passionate kiss, tasting each other, as our tongues danced together. 

As we rested and recuperated, we talked about how good that was. Leanne was still a bit worried about the videotape and having cheated on Greg. Even though she had made the tape a few years before they got married, she had never cheated on Greg, and she felt guilty. I promised her that we would all be ok, and things would work out fine.

We drifted off to sleep for a very brief nap. Her floor was not all that comfortable, but we dozed for a short time. 

We later decided that I had better get home. We had been here together now for an hour and a half. Since Leanne missed her meeting, she thought she had better get busy rescheduling it. I dressed, and she planned to shower after I left. She kissed me again at the door, and smiled. Leanne thanked me for confronting her about the tape, and she acknowledged that she was somewhat relieved that the secret was out. She asked me what might happen if our spouses found out what we had done? I just smiled and told her we will cross that bridge later. I left, telling her I would be in touch soon. I hope so, she said.

To be continued

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