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Brock and Judy Ch. 01

By: mikoli5763



I hadn't had much luck with girls and/or women since I turned fifteen and became interested in them. I was shorter than average (5'9" where average was 6'), stocky built with a slight belly which I couldn't lose although I tried to play sports which gave me muscle tone but wouldn't completely take away that belly. I didn't have a steady girl and went to my senior prom stag. I danced with girls I was friends with but went home early after striking out with a couple of the girls who had also come dateless. College was the same; I could make friends with girls fairly easily but couldn't get one to go past the friend stage. I was too scared or nervous when I approached a girl in the bars around campus and always struck out. I ejaculated pre-maturely the first time I did have sex with a girl my sister set me up with, but did give her an orgasm with my mouth. When she had calmed from cumming, she got off the bed, dressed, and left me with another erection and a set of blue balls. She wouldn't go out with me again after that. I had one more slightly better sexual experience a few months later, again with a girl my sister set me up with, but she went back to her longtime boyfriend a week after our date and fuck and they ended up getting married. I stayed in shape with weights and walking, but still looked much the same at 23 as I had at 15. I thought I would be a bachelor for my entire life like my uncle on my father's side.

I graduated from college with my mechanical engineering degree and found employment with a company back in my hometown. I became good friends with another engineer in the company who was about ten years older than me. Daniel Stillman was married to Rebecca and they had an eight year old daughter named Susan. Daniel took an interest in me for some reason and became my mentor and friend.

"Brock, how come I never see you with a girl? Are you gay?" Daniel asked me one day at lunch in the break room.

"NO! I'm not gay! I just don't have any luck with women. I don't know what it is about me; I can make friends with women, but can't seem to get one to go past that point."

"Well, how about if Becky and I try and help you in meeting a woman? Becky has quite a few single women your age that work with her in the secretarial pool. I'm sure she can find one that we could set you up with."

"I'm game if Becky is. It's been years since I went on a date and Mother Thumb and her four daughters are getting old."

"I'll talk to Becky tonight and let you know how it goes, Brock."

Dan came by my desk the next day after lunch and asked if I wanted to go to a nearby bar and grill with him after work that afternoon. I said yes but asked why. He told me it was a surprise and left, laughing to himself. My curiosity was peaked and my nervous nature began to exert its self even though it was still a couple of hours to quitting time. I had a suspicion that he and Becky were going to introduce me to a woman and it had the same effect on me as every encounter or thoughts of an encounter with a woman as all the ones previous.

Dan and I were already seated at a table in the bar and grill when Becky walked in with a vision of loveliness beside her. 5'8 or 9" tall, shoulder length strawberry blonde hair worn straight with bangs above her face and that face, perfectly spaced eyes which from that distance I couldn't see the color of, small button nose, full luscious lips, perfectly round chin, long neck that led to a slim torso with a bodacious set of tits, flat stomach, flared hips! She was definitely out of my class.

"Dan, that woman with Becky is beautiful and I'm certainly not in her league! Why did you and Becky think we would be a good match for each other?!"

"Relax, Brock and be yourself. Judith is not like most women who have her beauty. I think the two of you will hit it off with each other if you can relax and be yourself."

"Judith McLain, I'd like for you to meet our friend Brock Henderson." Becky made the introductions for us. 

I had stood when they got to the table and stuck out my hand to Judith. "Hi, nice to meet you!" I said too loudly which made me hot in the face and I knew I'd turned red. 

"Nice to meet you too, Brock." Judith said before giggling like a teenager and blushing herself. "Call me Judy, all my friends do. We are going to be friends, aren't we Brock?"

"I hope so Judy."

I held the chair beside me after Becky went over to the side of the table Dan was on and Judy sat down beside me. Dan and Becky started talking to each other ignoring me and Judy, so I began an awkward conversation with her. I asked about where she was from and found out she was from a small community in the next county to the one we were in. She was surprised when I told her I knew where it was. She asked how I knew it and I explained that my dad, myself, my twin brother, and a couple of dad's friends had rabbit hunted on a farm near there many times and we had fished in the river that flowed through the community on numerous occasions also.

Judy told me her father had hunted all around their community and had taken her fishing in that same river. She didn't hunt, but loved to fish. Before we realized it, it was two hours later and we still hadn't eaten. Dan and Becky said they needed to get home so the baby sitter could go home also. 

"Will you give me a ride back to my car, Brock?" Judy asked before Dan and Becky left. 

"I'd be glad to, Judy." I had never connected with a woman like I had with Judy and didn't want the evening to end. It might have been wishful thinking on my part, but I think she felt it too.

Judy walked close to me when we went to my car and when I took her hand to help her into the passenger seat; she turned to me and kissed me quickly on the lips before blushing and sitting down in the seat. That kiss was different from every other kiss I had every gotten. A sudden feeling of peace and calmness came over me that I had never felt before in the presence of a woman. Maybe it was cockiness or a sudden bout of confidence, but I knew she wouldn't reject me if I tried for more than that quick kiss. I leaned down toward her, turned her face to me, and kissed her hard before pushing my tongue against her lips and then into her mouth. We kissed like that for what seemed like ten minutes but couldn't have been more than two. We were both breathing hard and Judy's face was flushed from arousal.

"Will you go back to my apartment with me, Judy?"

"I shouldn't Brock! We just met!"

"Yes, but you know you felt something when we kissed like I felt it! Please, Judy? I want to make love to you and I think you want it too! Why play games and postpone the pleasure we can give each other? I promise to do my best for you!"

"Oh Brock, I did feel something I've never felt when kissing a man before! Yes, I'll go back to your apartment with you."

I ran around to the driver's side of the car and sped out of the parking lot. I could only glance at Judy a couple of times during the short ten minute drive, but she was turned toward me with the biggest smile on her face that I assumed stayed there during the entire drive because it was still there as I parked and turned to her. We leaned together and shared another tongue wrestling kiss before I exited the car and held her door for her. I couldn't resist kissing her again against the car and she returned my kiss with as much passion as me. She didn't protest as I let my hands roam all over her body. 

After a few minutes I led her to the stairs and walked up to the second floor of the apartment building my single bedroom apartment was in. Mine was the second apartment from the stairwell and I always used the stairs. We were in my apartment in a couple of minutes and continued to kiss each other. Judy allowed me to undress her standing in my living room. When I had all her clothes off, I stepped back so I could look at all of her beautiful, sexy body. The only blemish on her was a small scar on the right side of her abdomen.

"Appendectomy." She replied when I touched it. I swept her up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom. I lay her on my bed and began kissing and caressing her again. I kissed down to her breasts and began kissing, licking, and nipping at her nipples. I dropped my hand down to her sex and felt the hair that covered it. I rubbed my hand over her mound before dipping a finger into her already moist hole. I finger fucked her while continuing my oral assault of her breasts and nipples before scooting down so I could taste the nectar from her honeypot. I licked up and down her slit like the other girl had taught me and when I heard her increase in breathing, moved my tongue to her clit. I lashed her clit from side to side before sucking it into my mouth. I sucked on her clit and she began squirming all over my bed beneath my mouth. I went back to lashing her clit with my tongue and Judy moaned in pleasure before going rigid for a second and beginning a series of quivers and quakes while I continued to tongue her clit. I stopped when she gasped out "enough" and "please stop".

I stood and removed my clothes and reached for a condom from my bedside table drawer. (Be prepared from my scouting days and the eternal hope that I'd get lucky some day made me keep condoms beside my bed.)

"You won't need that!" Judy moaned at me. "I'm infertile and can't get pregnant! Please let me feel your bare cock in me!"

I did as she requested and lay back down between her legs. I placed the mushroom head of my 6", 2" thick cock to her opening and began to push forward. Judy took my turgid rod without difficulty and I knew she had some experience with sex, definitely more than me. I pumped my cock into her with slow easy strokes wanting to last longer than my previous encounters those many years ago. I managed to give Judy another orgasm on my cock before the urge to slam her pussy became too much and I began to hammer her until I came inside her which triggered another huge orgasm similar to the one I'd given her with my tongue. After we had calmed, I pulled her into a cuddle and thank her for letting me make love to her.

"No Brock, thank you! That was the best sex I've ever had! I hope you'll want to do me again!"

"Judy, I'd love to do you again anytime, but it's getting late and we both have to work tomorrow so I think I need to take you to your car. Will you go out with me Friday night?'

"Yes, Brock! I'd love to go out with you Friday night!"

We got off the bed and I dressed in my bedroom as Judy went to the living room to dress where her clothes had been left. She pointed to the note pad beside my phone when I got to the living room.

"I wrote my phone number on that pad, Brock. Will you call me tomorrow?" 

"Yes, what time will you be home?" 

"I'm usually home by 4:30."

"Tomorrow's one of the days I go to the gym. Will about 6:30 be okay?"

"Yes, Brock that would be wonderful."

I did call Judy the next day and every day after until she moved into my apartment three months later. I took her to a good family steakhouse then dancing at a country/western club I liked. More than one man went away with a frown on his face when I refused to let them cut in or when, completely ignoring me, Judy told them no when they asked her to dance. I must have gotten some funny look on my face after the third or fourth time that happened because Judy took my hand and led me outside.

"What's wrong, Brock?"

"Nothing Judy! Let's go back inside and have a good time for the rest of the evening!"

"NO! I know something's bothering you so tell me!"

"Judy, you're so beautiful and sexy! I see how all the men look at you. I know I'm not in your league and I'm afraid! I think I'm falling in love with you and that you'll break up with me and break my heart when a more handsome man who is in your league puts on the pressure to get you for himself. I'm sorry, but that's the truth!"

"Brock, I'll not ever hurt you, I promise. I've dated a few of those guys you're afraid I'll leave you for and believe me you're way above them in my opinion. You gave me more orgasms in one night than most of those guys gave me in three. Most of those guys only care about themselves and getting themselves off. Brock, I have strong feelings for you and maybe I'm falling in love with you, too. Let's go back in and finish a wonderful evening together before we head to your apartment. I might even stay the night!"

We went back into the club and danced for another thirty minutes before we left and went back to my apartment. I made love to Judy that Friday night and twice Saturday before taking her back to her apartment. She lived in a two bedroom with another woman who helped with the rent. Judy and I would get together a couple of times through the week and had sex every time we were together. I used my fingers, mouth, and cock to give her multiple orgasms each time and Judy finally told me she loved me and wanted to be with me all the time. That was when she moved in with me.

Judy and I continued to build on our relationship. I admitted to her she was only the third woman I'd had intercourse with. It took many months of patience and gentle encouragement from me before Judy told me about her past. One of her uncles had begun sexually abusing her when she was thirteen and her breasts had developed to almost their adult size over one summer. They had been 34D then and were 36D now at twenty two. She had been promiscuous during her teens and up until a couple of years before we met. She had developed a rare bacterial infection in her uterus that required the removal of it to save her life during her wild years after high school. The scar was from that surgery and not an appendectomy. That health scare had influenced her decision and she had been celibate for two years having vowed to herself not to remain the slut she felt she had become. The ease with which we had connected and that unexplainable feeling we had both felt was the catalyst that allowed me to make love to her that first time we met. She didn't go into any great details about her past and I didn't ask. I didn't want to know fearing it would change how I felt about her. After living together for a year, Judy and I got married at the courthouse with Sam my brother, Dan, and Becky as witnesses. Both of our parents were dead and we didn't want the big church wedding. 

Judy had gone to work straight out of high school and was stuck in the secretarial pool at her work. When she complained about it one day, I asked her what she'd like to be doing instead. She said she'd like to sell real estate so I encouraged her to go for it and I'd support her. She continued to boost me up when my insecurities about her beauty and my averageness would arise. Judy got her realtor's license and we used her commission from her first sale as a down payment on a small fifty acre farm with a new house on it close to my hometown. We both enjoyed the outdoors and went hiking and fishing together, but Judy didn't like the outdoors enough to go camping.

Judy and I were extremely happy for the next seven years then the bottom fell out of my world.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh Mark; fuck me with that gorgeous cock!" Judy said as she rode me cowgirl the night our happy marriage went to the dark side. My erection wilted and my flaccid dick fell out of her hot pussy. Before she could react, I grabbed her around the waist and flipped us both so that I was on top and then pinned her arms and legs with mine.

"Who's Mark, you lying, cheating bitch?" I growled at her in anger.

"NO, BABY! I said Brock not Mark!" Judy cowered beneath me as I took both her wrists into my right hand and then yelped in pain as I slapped her face with my left. "Oow! You're hurting me!"

"I've not begun to hurt you yet, bitch! If you don't want me to hurt you worse, you'll stop lying to me and tell me who Mark is!"

"He's the new salesman that Larry poached from that rival real estate company! Please, Brock let me up and let's talk, okay?"

"No we can talk right like this, Judy! There's no need to struggle, you know I'm stronger than you and I'm mad enough right now to really hurt you so lay there quietly and I promise not to hurt you anymore. Unlike you, I've never broken one of my promises to you." 

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! It was only a fling and I swear it's over now! I love you and I'll never cheat on you again!"

"How many times have you had a "fling" in the past, Judy?"

"None, I swear this was my first and was going to be my last! Brock, I know I screwed up, but I love you and I realized how special you are. Mark has the looks, but he's like all those pretty boys from my past! He only cares about his needs and himself!"

"He must have done something right for you to be calling out his name! Why did you do it and what made you call out his name?"

"He seduced me. He has been telling me how beautiful I am and how I deserved to be with a more handsome and sophisticated man. He saw your picture on my desk and couldn't believe you were my husband. Oh, Brock! Please forgive me. I swear on my mother's grave I'll never hurt you again as long as I live if you'll forgive me!"

"Do you agree with him? Do you think you deserve a more handsome, sophisticated man than me?"

"NO BROCK! NO! I don't deserve you let alone someone else. Please Brock give me a chance to make this up to you. I'll do anything you want from now until one of our deaths if you'll forgive me."

"Why were you calling out his name?"

"Don't get mad, but he's longer than you and I was remembering how good his cock felt touching places inside me that hadn't been touched since I quit being a slut. Brock, it was just sex! You've always gotten me off and I love you. Please forgive me."

"Mark's married, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is. Why did you ask that?" 

"Because, you're going to fuck Mark again in this house in the spare bedroom. YOU WILL NOT DO IT IN OUR BED!"

"But Brock, I told you it was over between us. He only fucked me that one time, I swear. I don't want to cheat on you again!"

"You won't be cheating this time! You'll be doing one of the things you need to do for me to forgive you! I'm not telling you what I have planned, but you need to get Mark here next Friday and fuck him in the spare bed! You do that and then we'll talk about the rest of what you need to do for me to forgive you. I'm going to let go of your hands and you're going to lay there if you know what's good for you." 

I let go of Judy's hands and scooted up on her body until my cock was in front of her face. "Suck my dick until it gets hard again, you slut! I need to finish fucking my slut's pussy! After next Friday, mine is going to be the only cock you get from now on or I swear I'll kill you and they'll never find your body! Now suck my dick, bitch!"

I shoved my semi-erect penis into her mouth and Judy began sucking on it with all the enthusiasm she could muster given the fearful state she was in. When I was completely hard, I scooted back down her body until I was between her legs, grabbed them with my hands, bend them backwards until her cunt was exposed, and slammed my dick into her hot snatch as hard as I could. I slammed her hard as fast as I could, punishing her for cheating on me.

"If you say his name again when we're fucking, I'll punish you even more my slut. I'm not going to do it tonight, but sometime in the near future your ass is going to get this same treatment. You want to be a slut then you can be one, but only for me. After I'm through with you, I'll be able to hammer all your holes like I'm doing your pussy right now! You're mine, body and soul from now on and you'll do whatever I say whenever I say it! Do you understand?"

"Yes Brock, oh yes! Fuck me! Use me like a slut! I love you and I love this! You're going to make me come!"


Brock and Judy Ch. 01



Judy and I came together for the first time ever after ten minutes of my pounding her pussy. I left the bed without cuddling with her as I had always done in the past.

"Brock, baby, don't you want to cuddle with me?"

"I don't cuddle with a slut when I'm through with her! I have to make a phone call! Go clean yourself up and get back into bed! From this night forward the only time you have clothes on in this room is when I tell you to! Now hurry and clean up! You better be back in that bed by the time I get back!" I could see the hurt in Judy's eyes but it couldn't equal the hurt she had caused me earlier.

"Sam, it's your brother Brock. I need your help, bro. Can you come by the house tomorrow about six?"

"Yeah, I can be there. Can you tell me what you need my help with?"

"I'd rather not over the phone."

I went back to the bed room and Judy was back on the bed naked but clean. I leaned down and kissed the red mark my slap had left on her beautiful face tenderly. I took her in my arms and began kissing her tenderly and lovingly. After I had her aroused from kissing and caressing her body, I made gentle, caring love to her and after we had both came; I cuddled with her in my arms.

"I'm sorry I slapped you and that it's going to leave a mark for a few days, but the cops better not show up hassling me about it. I love you and even though I shouldn't, want you to continue to be my wife. We'll cuddle when we make love together, but when I use you for my slut, I'll treat you like a slut! If you can't handle that, tell me now and we'll get a divorce. You cheated on me and if we divorce, you'll take my offer without a fight or I swear I'll kill you! I'm not going to be screwed twice because you cheated!"

"I can live with it, Brock! I've never seen this side of you before. It scares me a little, but excites me too! I meant what I said and I'll never cheat on you again."

Sam came to our house the next day and I told him what I needed. He said he'd install the equipment for free and only charge me a small rental fee because after he removed the audio/video recorders I wanted installed in the spare bedroom, he'd have to list them as used when he removed them to re-sell in his electronics store. I had made Judy leave the house while we talked. Sam already had a spare key to our house from being our house watcher when we went on vacations. I told Judy to be out of the house by 9 AM the next day and not to come back until I called and said it was okay. I saw the beginning of questions in her eyes and on her face, but my look must have silenced them before she said anything.

I took the Friday of Judy and Mark's next and last time together off without telling Judy. She had tried to talk me out of her having sex with Mark again, but didn't say another word when I mentioned divorce to her. I watched from down the street in a rental car as they entered our house. They were only in our home for thirty minutes so Judy must have been telling the truth about Mark and his sexual prowess. As soon as they were out of the neighborhood, I went and recovered the tapes from the recorders and took them to the lawyer I had contacted about suing the realty company Judy was an agent in because of the no personal relationships between personnel that was in the company's rule book.

I gave the tapes to the lawyer and told him I didn't want to see what was on them. After he viewed them, he asked me if I wanted to file for divorce from Judy. He was surprised when I told him no and that I only wanted to sue the realty company. I gave him Mark Coleman's wife's information and said she might be interested in a divorce.

Judy was naked in our bedroom when I got home later that afternoon. Before she could say anything, I told her to get on the bed on all fours for her next slut session. I took the bottle of sex lube I'd picked up from the local adult sex store and began fingering her ass.

"I'm not sticking my cock in your cunt tonight because of this afternoon, but I'm horny and your ass will do."

I dropped my pants, lubed my cock, and slammed it into Judy's pucker hole; burying myself to the hilt in one stroke. I had been fucking her ass since after our wedding, but not like this. I could hear her muffled yelps of pain as I hammered her ass like I had her pussy the night she had mentioned another man's name while we fucked. After five minutes the yelps stopped and the moaning began. I lasted another ten minutes before shooting my steamy seed into her bowels. Surprisingly, Judy came when she felt my cockhead pulsing deep inside her rectum. 

After I had shrunk and fallen out of her ass, I turned and entered our bathroom where I proceeded to take a shower. Judy came to the shower and asked if she could join me.

"No! Sluts have to wait until they're told to take a shower! Go back and wait for me on the bed!"

I went back into our bedroom and retrieved the other item I'd bought at the adult store, a 9" long dildo about half as thick as my cock. Judy gasped and started to say something, but the angry look and small shake of my head no stopped her.

"You're going to suck my dick while I fuck your slutty pussy with MY new toy. This is mine, not yours. You'll not touch it unless I tell you to. Whenever I feel you need to be punished, I'm going to use this on you! Now get in the middle of the bed and get ready for your punishment!"

I climbed onto the bed and put my semi-hard cock in front of Judy's mouth. She lifted up and took me into her mouth and began sucking me with an enthusiasm I hadn't felt before. I lubed the dildo and slid it into her. While she sucked my fleshy phallus, I plundered her cunt with the plastic one, giving her two huge orgasms before my second one of the night grew near. I left the dildo in her snatch and began fucking her face until my second load rushed up my shaft and into her mouth.

"Swallow it all like a good slut and I'll let you shower! You'll use your fingers and tongue to feed any that escapes from your lips back into your mouth, my slut!"

I finished spurting my seed into her mouth and moved from over her. Judy hadn't let much of my semen past her lips and used her fingers to push what little there was back into her mouth where she swallowed it. 

"Go take a shower and meet me in the kitchen. Come naked or I'll turn your ass cheeks red, slut!"

I put on a robe and went to the kitchen. I got the left overs from last night's dinner from the fridge and divided them onto two plates. The first plate had finished heating up in the microwave by the time Judy had showered and reached the kitchen. I let her eat it while I warmed the second.

"Judy, I'm suing the realty company over your and Mark's affair. I recorded this afternoon's tryst and my lawyer has the tapes. When you're naked, you're my slut and therefore you'll go along with me on this, understand?"

"Yes, Brock." Judy replied before dropping her head.

"LOOK AT ME, SLUT!" I yelled at her. "I'M TRYING TO TALK TO YOU, SO LOOK AT ME!"

I sat and took two large breaths of air to calm myself.

"Judy, I love you and I'm doing this for both of us. I think the company will cave before we go to trial. It won't want the tapes of you and Mark fucking in our home to become public. I'm asking for $100,000.00 dollars cash and 1% of every sale the company makes until both our deaths or the company goes belly up. We'll be rich within a couple of years. I also had the lawyer send copies to Mark's wife at her job. You'll testify for her in the divorce if she files and you'll tell the truth. You didn't know about the tapes until after the fact. If the question comes up as to why we're not getting a divorce you tell the court that is a personal matter between you and me. The lawyer has already told me the court can't force you into telling about our personal lives.

Now let's talk about our situation. I still love you, but I'm still mad at you as if you didn't know. I don't know how long it will take for me to lose my anger and I need to know if you are truly comfortable about what's happened between us the last couple of days."

"Yes Brock, I am. I'm ashamed to admit it, but everything you've done or said to me as your slut has turned me on like nothing has before in the past. I'll gladly follow whatever rules, punishment, or task you ask me to perform. I love you and I meant what I said about making it up to you. You can treat me like a slut as long as you need to. Oh hell Brock, I'd be happy if you treat me like a slut from now on!"

"That's a good thing to know. I might just treat you like a slut from now on. I'll also be treating you like a loving, caring wife too every now and then. I meant what I said also and if you let another man stick his dick into my slut's body, I'll kill you both! Now let's go watch some TV, my little slut."

We moved to the living room where we snuggled on a blanket I had spread out earlier in the week and watched TV together until we were both sleepy. We went to bed and fell asleep in each other's arms. I had more ideas about what I wanted Judy to do to make up for hurting me by having an affair, but those will have to wait until the next time I write.

To Be Continued



Brock and Judy Ch. 02



Judith, who everyone called Judy and who was my wife, didn't know that the mentioning of another man's name while we had sex would crack the mental cover I had worked so hard during my pre-puberty and early teens to construct around a dark side of my personality only a handful of people knew existed. The first time it emerged was when I was twelve and I almost killed another boy. I was in the sixth grade at a new school and the school bully decided I would be his next victim for terror. He was an eighth grader, fourteen, played lineman on the middle school football team, a foot taller than me, and ninety pounds heavier. He picked on me for a solid two weeks before I couldn't take it anymore and fought back. It looked like from the beginning he was going to whip my ass good, but when he hit me in the face and bloodied my nose, I zoned out and didn't and don't remember what happened next. My next conscious thought was being held down on the ground by three grown men, the principal, the school security officer, and the head football coach.

When I had calmed I could hear sirens and was led to the principal's office and told my parents were on their way. My parents arrived and asked me what had happened. I told them all I remembered and they questioned me to see if that was all I remembered or if I was lying. When they were satisfied that I wasn't lying, they let the police talk to me. It was one of the officers who asked me if I remembered knocking the bully to the ground and beating him unconscious with my book bag that had all but one of my books in it. When I said no, he asked if I remembered carrying him over to the monkey bars, putting his right arm over the bottom bar, and jumping on it; breaking it in two places. I told him no. He asked if I remember laying the bully's head across that same bar and getting ready to jump on it before the principal tackled me. I told him no. He then asked if I remembered the principal, then the security officer, and finally the football coach all three having to hold me down to keep me off the bully. I said yes to that question. The police questioned me until my father, who had called a lawyer friend of his, said that I was done answering questions unless they were charging me and we were going home.

I stayed out of juvie only because the bully had started it and there was enough evidence to prove it. I had to enter therapy and it took the therapist a month to get me mad enough to go into that state again. I only remember trashing the padded room because he showed me the video tape. Without outside intervention, I was in an uncontrolled rage for eight minutes before I collapsed in a corner and either passed out or went to sleep. I awakened twenty minutes later not remembering a thing. The therapist used all his knowledge and every anger management technique he could find to teach me before I was able to shut my dark side completely away. Judy's cheating on me had punctured that covering and invited my personal demon into our marriage. She had already felt a bit of my anger on the night she blurted out another man's name during sex between us and another on the day she had sex with him again even though I pushed her into it. 

I still loved her, but the dark side of my personality wanted to cause her the same emotional pain she had given me and I couldn't control it like I had in the past. I don't know where the idea originated and I fought it for three months, but in the end gave in and moved from having an idea to putting it into action.

"Take your clothes off, slut!" I ordered Judy the Thursday before Memorial Day weekend as soon as I walked in the door. Judy hurried to comply with my command.

"We're going to re-arrange some furniture and you'll not argue about it, understand!"

"Yes Brock, whatever you want is fine!" My beautiful wife answered me standing there in all her naked glory. I could see a sparkle in her eyes, the flush of her cheeks, and the slight hint of moisture between her legs which told me she was getting aroused. 

"One of your dressers has to leave our bedroom so we can move the armchair from our den into it! We may have to move the bed around also!"

Judy and I moved the big dresser with most of her under garments and nighties from our bedroom across the hall to the mostly empty spare room. Together we wrestled the armchair up the stairs and into our bedroom. It fit nicely in the corner the dresser had occupied without us having to move the bed.

"Finish getting me hard so I can fuck my pussy, bitch!" I told Judy when we were finished and after dropping my pants.

The biggest smile came over Judy's face before she hurried over to me, dropped down on her knees, and eagerly grabbed my semi-hard cock before placing her mouth around it. She only had to suck on my dick for a couple of minutes before I was completely hard.

"On the bed spread-eagled, now!"

Judy rushed to our bed and jumped into the middle of it, assuming the position I had ordered her to get into. I climbed onto the bed got between her legs, bended them back toward her chest and sank my erection to the hilt inside her with one powerful stroke. I began stroking in and out of her with long but hard strokes.

"You're so much of a slut that the punishment I've tried to bestow upon you has only turned you on and made you a bigger slut! I've been fighting the urge to hurt you like you hurt me, but it's too strong! Tomorrow night you going to come home, get cleaned up, then watch me get ready to go out. You'll sit naked in that chair until I'm home and watch whatever happens without a word. The only reason for you to leave that chair is to go to the rest room to urinate or defecate. YOU WILL NOT PLEASURE YOURSELF IF WHAT HAPPENS IN OUR BED TOMMORROW NIGHT TURNS YOU ON! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

"Yes Brock, I understand! Please make your slut come! Please, you're right; the last few months have been the most exciting and sexually fulfilling for me since my teens! I am a slut and have always been one, I just wasn't admitting it! I'll do anything you want, watch you do anything you want, and never complain; I swear! I love you! Now pound me and make me come!"

I began to really slam her pussy after her confession. We came together at the same instance after ten minutes of my pounding her. After I had shrunk and fell out of her, I left the bed to shower.

"Go finish dinner while I shower, Judy. I love you too. I'll be about twenty minutes, okay?"

"Yes, my darling. Dinner will be ready when you get to the table."

I showered and put on a robe before going to the table. Even though I had told her our bedroom was the only room she had to be naked in at all times, Judy had begun going naked throughout the whole house. She was naked except for an apron when I got to the table. We ate dinner in silence and when we were finished I took her hand in mine and looked into her eyes.

"Judy, you know I still love you right?"

"Yes Brock, I do. I love you more and more every day! I meant every word I said in our bed room!"

I stood and held out my hand to her. I led her back to our bed where I made gentle, caring love to her. She came twice on my dick before I spurted my second load of semen deep into her pussy. We cuddled together whispering terms of endearment to each other as we caressed each other tenderly. I went to the kitchen to put our dirty dishes in the dish washer while Judy showered and started them when I heard Judy exited the shower. Judy joined me in the living room where we watched TV together until bed time. Nothing more was said about the next day.

I came home from work and ate a light meal with Judy. She had gotten home before me and was so beautiful from her shower and with only a tad of make up on. I had second thoughts about my plan, but that dark portion of my personality that had been let loose took over and I began to clean up in preparation for the evening. I shaved and showered before dressing in Judy's favorite set of clothes she had picked out for me when we were shopping at the mall earlier in the year; a salmon colored shirt with dark blue pants, black socks, belt, shoes, and light blue blazer, but I didn't wear a tie. I saw a small hint of hurt in Judy's eyes, but she didn't say a word.

"I love you, but don't know how long I'll be. Do you need anything from the kitchen or anything to read before I go?"

"No Brock, I have everything I need! Have a good time tonight!"

I kissed Judy goodbye and left her in our bedroom. I drove my car to that same club that I'd taken Judy to on our second date. It had went through many changes over the last eight years and was back to being a country/western club. I walked up to the bar and ordered a club soda. I didn't want to get drunk and besides drinking and driving was a much bigger deal now than it was eight years ago. I hadn't had time to turn around and check out the room before I felt a hand on my arm.

"Aren't you Brock Henderson?" A cute, petite brunette that I didn't know asked of me.

"Yes, I'm Brock. Who may I ask are you?"

"I'm Debra Forrester, but everybody calls me Debbie. Are you waiting on Judy?"

"No, actually she's at home waiting on me. How do you know Judy?"

"I'm the receptionist at the realty company. I recognized you from that big picture of you Judy hung behind her desk. Why is she waiting at home on you?"

"This may come as a shock, but I came here to try and pick up a woman to have sex with while Judy has to watch. It's part of her punishment for cheating on me."

"So she's the one Mark Coleman got caught fucking in her own home! Everyone has been gossiping about it at work! Why aren't you divorcing her like Mark's wife's divorcing him?"

"Because I still love her! I just need her to feel the hurt that I felt the night she called out his name while we were having sex. They didn't get caught, I set Mark up. I made her tell me who and why she was calling out his name and she admitted to the affair. I had the recorders installed and told Judy when to bring him to the house. My lawyer sent copies to his wife. I hope she's taking him to the cleaners!"

"Would I do for your punishment? I've always wanted to stick it to a beautiful woman like Judy since high school. The pretty girls made my life a living hell back then!"

I took a closer look at Debbie then. 5'2" tall, small breasts in the 32 to 34 A cup range, tiny mid-section, broad hips, slender legs with a cute bordering on beautiful face, Debbie was an attractive woman in her own rights.

"I don't know. I don't want everybody at the realty company to know our personal lives. I take it Mark has caved in the divorce so that Judy's name hasn't come out."

"I promise I can keep my mouth shut. Please take me home with you and let me be part of her punishment! Yes, Mark's letting his wife have everything she's asked for in the divorce. I think Larry Johnson the president and owner of the realty company has something to do with it."

"I won't take you home, but you can follow me if you truly want to do this." I told Debbie before I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You've heard how I'm punishing the woman I love so imagine what I'd do to someone who lied to me that I don't love!" I saw a glint of fear in Debbie's eyes before she smiled and nodded her head yes. 

I left the bar and went to my car, looking back once to see if Debbie was following me. She was about twenty feet behind me and pointed in the direction of her car. I waited in mine till I saw her pull out and pulled in front of her. When we got to my house, I motioned her around me and let her pull her car into our garage; parking mine behind the door that Judy's car was behind. I entered the garage and helped Debbie out of her car. I led her into our house, slapping the garage door closer with my hand as I past it. I took Debbie to mine and Judy's bedroom and heard a sharp intake of breath from Judy when she recognized the woman with me. 

I turned Debbie so I could see Judy from the corner of my eye when I wanted to and began kissing Debbie passionately. I saw one tear slide down Judy's cheek when Debbie began to moan from my kissing and caressing her. I undressed Debbie and lifted her onto our bed where I began to lick and suck on her breasts as I fingered her wet sex. I heard Judy softly sobbing in the chair behind me, but didn't stop in my arousal of Debbie. I scooted down on the bed and got between Debbie's legs so I could lick her slit. I licked at her outer and inner labia until she began to squirm before moving to her clit. I lashed her clit with my tongue from side to side and Debbie came after only five minutes of my licking her clit. I stood removed my pants and began to put a condom on my erect penis.

"NO! Please don't use that! I swear I'm clean and I want to feel your cock in me bare! I'm on the pill so you don't have to worry about that!"

I hated condoms anyway so I did as Debbie asked and got between her legs. I began to ease my cock into her and realized that she was very tight, almost as tight as Judy's ass.

"Do I need to use some lube, Debbie?"

"No, just go slow and easy at first. Yours is thicker than any cock I've had before, but I want to feel you and only you!"

I began to stroke in and out of the portion of her snatch my dick was already in and after five minutes was able to bury my whole length into her. I pumped in and out of her gently until I felt her open up completely. I rose up on my arms and began to fuck her harder and faster. Debbie came after ten minutes of my fucking her like that and I picked up the pace again. I wasn't slamming her like I did Judy, but I was going as fast as I could without giving her my cock with as much force as I fucked Judy with. Debbie came again when my cock began to pulse inside her from my own climax. I looked over my shoulder at Judy and saw that familiar look she had begun to get when she was extremely turned on. I leaned down to whisper into Debbie's ear.

"Are you okay with Judy eating my come out of your pussy? If not, tell me and I won't tell her to!"

"Oh God, yes, I'm okay with it! You really do want to punish her!"

"I think the punishing stage has passed! I think she's so turned on right now, she'd do anything I say!"

I got off the bed and turned to Judy. "Okay slut, suck my come from her pussy and make her come with your mouth! Do a good job and I'll reward you with my dick!"

Judy didn't hesitate and rushed to the bed where she got between Debbie's legs and began licking and sucking our combined juices up from Debbie's thighs where they had leaked out. She then began licking and sucking at Debbie's hot and extremely wet sex. I went to the chair and found a bottle of water beside it which I drank down in two gulps. I watched my beautiful wife as she ate Debbie's pussy like a pro and knew that it wasn't the first one she'd eaten. I began to think it was time for me to find out more about the past of the woman I had married. When I saw and heard Debbie come, I went back to the bed, lifted Judy up onto her knees and plunged my rejuvenated erection into her hot, wet cunt. I hammered her from the start and felt her come after only five minutes. I continued to slam her pussy and gave her two more before I loosed my second ejaculation of the night into her depths. Judy had went back to licking at Debbie's pussy after her first orgasm and Debbie came again seconds after I did. The three of us lay on each other struggling for breath. When we had recovered enough to move, I motioned for Judy to lie down beside Debbie and I wiggled in between them.

"Debbie, do you want to stay the rest of the night?" I asked her.

"If Judy's okay with it."

"Judy doesn't have a say in it! I'm asking, not my slut! Do you want to stay?"

"Yes, I'd love to stay. The gossip around the company is true about you!"

"What gossip is that?"

"The rumor that you must be one hell of a lover to have such a beautiful wife with your looks! No offense, but you're not in her league!"

"You're wrong! I'm the one not in his league! Don't you ever insult my man like that again!" Judy bellowed out at Debbie before I could say anything. 

"Ladies, ladies! No fighting! I'm finally okay with who I am! Looks aren't everything! Now, let's all just lay here and enjoy the rest of the evening!"

I cuddled with both the women in my bed, trying to pay each the same amount of attention. When Mother Nature called, I looked at them both and asked if they could control themselves while I went to relieve myself. They both shook their heads yes, sheepishly. I went to the rest room and stood there thinking while I urinated. 

"That little idea for punishment didn't work too well did it? After the first bit from the shock of who it was; Judy got turned on instead of being hurt. And making her eat my creampie from Debbie's pussy was more of a reward than a punishment. I don't think I can think of a way to really punish her short of leaving her and I can't do that. Yes, she hurt me; but I still love her damn it! I know one thing though, I love using her like the slut she is and I'm not going to stop."

I went back toward our bedroom but stopped inside the bathroom door when I heard moaning coming from our bed. I knew it wasn't Judy because after eight years together, I knew every little sound she made during sex. I peeked around the door and saw Judy between Debbie's legs licking her pussy. I stood and watched as Judy gave Debbie another orgasm using her mouth. My cock, which I had figured was done for the night, sprang up to full hardness at the sound of Debbie coming. 

I walked to the bed, motioned for Judy to move, urged Debbie over onto her belly, and pulled her up onto all fours. I eased my hardened shaft into her opening from behind and began fucking her with long gentle strokes. When she began pushing back onto my dick harder and faster than I was pushing into her, I began to fuck her harder and faster. We came within seconds of each other and lay against each other while we tried to recover. After about five minutes, I had enough wind to speak. 

"Go bring us all some water from the kitchen, slut! You'll have to wait until tomorrow for your own release! I know you got turned on watching me fuck Debbie again, but I'm done for the night!"

I saw the disappointment on her face as Judy rose from the floor beside the bed where she had been kneeling while she watched me and Debbie. She hurried out of our bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. She came back with three waters and hesitated for a second when she saw me cuddling with Debbie while I kissed her tenderly. Debbie and I separated and I took my water from Judy. I finished it in three gulps this time and motioned for Judy to come to me. I kissed her with the same tenderness as I had Debbie earlier.

"Is everyone ready to go to sleep, now?" I asked the two beautiful women beside me in our bed.

"Yes, I am." Debbie answered me. Judy just shook her head yes with a sad look on her face. I knew she wanted another come from me or Debbie, but from what I'd seen from Debbie, she wasn't inclined to give another woman pleasure and I was too tired to do it. I thought to myself that this might be the way to punish Judy, refuse her pleasure when she desperately wanted it. I asked Judy to turn the overhead light off and lay on my back allowing Debbie and Judy to lay on me in which ever manner they wanted to. Debbie lay against me with her head on my chest and Judy lay against me with her head on my shoulder. I turned my head to Judy and gave her another tender kiss before drifting off to sleep.

I awoke the next morning with my normal morning erection. I tried to wiggle out from between Debbie and Judy without awakening them, but didn't succeed. 

"I gotta pee! Why don't the two of you fix us some breakfast? I'll see you all in the kitchen."




Brock and Judy Ch. 02



I went to the restroom and relieved myself before washing up a little. I pulled on my robe and went downstairs. Both women were naked except for aprons as they worked together surprisingly well while preparing our breakfast. We ate in silence, but with shy smiles from Debbie and big grins from Judy occasionally being shown. 

"Debbie, I enjoyed last night, but I'd like to spend today with my lovely wife. I hope that you're not upset by that."

"No, I understand. I enjoyed last night too and hopefully we can do it again."

"I'd like that and I'm sure we can do it again in the near future."

Debbie went to our bedroom and dressed. I was standing at the connecting door to the garage when she came back downstairs.

"Remember what I said last night. Not a word about what happened here had better get out at the realty company. I will hurt you if it does!"

"Don't worry, Brock! I won't tell a soul, I promise! I wasn't kidding about doing it again and blabbing it all over town wouldn't be a good way for that to happen."

I watched as Debbie drove away from our house. If the neighbors asked, she was a friend who needed a place to stay for a night while her boyfriend cooled down from her spending too much money. I went back to the kitchen and watched as Judy finished cleaning up the counter and stove before starting the dish washer. I held out my hand to her and led her to our bedroom. I sat her in the chair and sat on the bed across from her.

"I love you, Judy. You know why I did what I did last night, right?"

"Yes Brock, you wanted me to feel the same pain you felt when I called out Mark's name. In the beginning it did hurt, but watching you make Debbie come while eating her pussy and then you fucking her turned me on so much, the hurt went away. I truly am a slut, aren't I?"

"Yes! Yes you are, but you're my slut and nobody else's! Watching you eat Debbie's pussy turned me on too! I know her's wasn't the first one you've eaten either. I didn't want to know the details of your past before, but I've got to know now! Are you too big of a slut that my cock won't be enough to satisfy you? We'll have to divorce if you are! The thought of another man's cock in your body makes me sick to my stomach and I know I won't be able to stand seeing it! I love you and I'll allow you to play with other women as long as I'm with you, but I won't allow you to be with another man! Are you okay with that?"

"Brock, I love you more now than I ever have! Yours is the only cock I need or will ever need! Debbie wasn't the first woman I've eaten out. When I was nineteen, I had threesomes with men and women, foursomes with my boyfriend at the time with other couples, and three or four gang bangs where I was the only girl. I was a total slut and it almost killed me! Brock, I'll swear to you every day if you need me to, I'll never hurt you again! I'm your slut and I'll do anything you tell me to do short of killing someone!"

"I believe you Judy, but if you hurt me again, I will kill you and that's my promise to you! Now, I want to make love to the most beautiful woman I know, so join me on the bed."

I made love to Judy for most of the rest of the day, reassuring her of my love for her numerous times. I took her out to the best Italian restaurant in town for dinner and we ended the evening cuddled up on the bear skin rug I'd found in an old country store not far from the little community she'd grown up in. I had stopped there to get a cold drink and a pack of peanut butter crackers while taking the scenic route back from the big city seventy five miles from our home. We both dozed off there in each other's arms and slept surprisingly well up into the wee hours of the morning. I carried her to our bed where we finished sleeping through the night.

Larry Johnson the president of the realty company had tried to fire Judy when he received the lawsuit I'd filed against the company. My lawyer called and played him the portion of the tape where Mark Coleman had told Judy that Larry himself had told him not to worry about the no personal relationship between personnel clause in the company rule book. My lawyer threatened to amend the lawsuit adding Larry as a defendant and going after another 1% of his sales. Judy stayed with the company and became one of their top sales people. The company agreed to pay me $200,000.00, half of a percent of all sales, and all my lawyer's fees. After the second month of receiving our share of all sales made by the company, I realized that we would have more than enough to live on so I quit my job and started farming full time.

Mark Coleman was mugged while leaving a club alone one Friday night a month after his divorce was final. He received a concussion from the blow to the back of his head, a broken left arm, and a broken right leg. His money and car were stolen and the car was never recovered. His user ID and password for his on-line banking account were in his wallet and all his money was donated to the United Way from a computer in the public library the next day. His brother had to move him back to his home town to recuperate because he had no one and no money to hire someone to care for him in the town the realty company was in. He went to work for a realty company in his hometown when he was back on his feet and never returned. His ex-wife was enjoying the freedom of being single by having sex with different men at least four nights a week. The mugger was never caught.

It had been a year since Judy had inadvertently blurted out another man's name during one of our sex sessions and my attempts to punish her had backfired. She truly was a slut and they had only excited her more instead of causing her pain. We had three more encounters with Debbie in our home with very good outcomes for all three of us, but Debbie met a young man she began dating exclusively then got engaged to so our sexual relationship with her ended. I still loved my beautiful wife, but the dark side of my personality had enjoyed the three way sex and wanted more of it so I decided to give in and feed that side of me.

"Judy, get dressed in your sexiest outfit, we're going out tonight." I told her when she got home one Friday night.

I followed her and smiled as she undressed outside of our bedroom before entering it. I hurried to her and turned her to face me.

"We're going to dinner then I'm going dancing while you watch from our table! You'll not dance with anyone but me; I don't care how long I ignore you! You're in slut mode right now so no argument! I hope to persuade a woman to come home with us and you'll watch me fuck her before you get to play, understand?!"

"Yes Brock, whatever you say! I love you and love being your slut!"

"Yeah, I know you do and I love you for being my slut! Now hurry up and get cleaned up so we can go out!"

We went to the best seafood restaurant in town and ate a light meal of grilled fish and steamed vegetables. Judy was radiant in her slinky black dress and I was happier than I had been in months. I had finally become secure enough that I could relax without fear that she'd ever leave me for another man. Maybe if I'd started treating her like the slut she was before she'd never cheated on me to begin with. 

We went to a new club that had opened in town. The valet that opened Judy's door stood in bewilderment when she refused to let him help her from the car. I couldn't help but smile my biggest smile as I helped her out of the car. The bouncer at the door took one look at Judy and let us go right on in past all the people who were standing in line hoping to get in. I continued to smile with my arm around the most beautiful woman in the club. I spotted an empty table and directed Judy that way. I ordered two club sodas for us and Judy only nodded when the waitress asked her if that was all she wanted. When the fast beat song that had been playing was replaced by a slow couples song, I led her to the dance floor and held her tight. I heard her sigh of contentment as we danced close together.

"Do you see a woman that might go along with my plan this evening, my love?"

"Yes darling, Joyce Hastings is at a table almost directly across from ours. I know she's bi and has hinted to me in the past she'd like to have sex with me!"

"Is she real butch or a beautiful babe?"

"She's very pretty and not butch at all!"

"Okay, I'm going to try and get her to dance with me. What does she look like?"

"She has red hair and is wearing a black dress similar to mine! She is with two other women, a blonde and a brunette!"

"No accepting drinks from men or women and no dancing with anybody but me!"

"Yes sir! I love you! I'm already wet just thinking about us with her!" 

"It might not happen, but I promise to wear my pussy out tonight if it doesn't! Now go back to our table and wait for me, my big slut! You're too much of a slut to call you my little slut anymore!"

I let Judy go and swatted her on her ass as she sashayed back to our table. I watched as she rebuffed two men who tried to engage her in dancing with them before she made it to our table. I turned and looked at the table she had indicated and saw the three women there. They were all very beautiful and as I walked toward them watched as they shot down three pretty boys who came onto them. The men were gone by the time I reached their table and I walked right up to Joyce.

"Hello Joyce, would you dance with me?"

"Hi, you're Brock Henderson, Judy's husband right. I saw you dancing with her so why do you want to dance with me?"

"Dance with me and I'll tell you otherwise I'm going back to the most beautiful woman in here and you'll never know!"

Joyce put her hand in mine when I offered it to her and I led her to the dance floor. The music had gone back to fast pace so we danced together apart until it slowed back down. I pulled the 5'6" beauty to me and held her close as we danced in a couples embrace.

"Judy was a bad girl and cheated on me. The hurt that caused me allowed the dark side of my personality to slip out a tiny bit. I tried to hurt her by forcing her to watch me with another woman, but it only turned her on. The woman we have enjoyed the last few months has moved on and we're looking for a new playmate. Judy thought you might be interested. She told me you have the hots for her. Understand a couple of things though; I get to fuck you before anything happens between you and her and not a word gets out around the realty company about what happens after we leave here or I'll hurt you. I promise to do my best for you like I do any woman I have sex with."

"So that's why she replaced that small picture of you that was on her desk with the big one behind her on the wall! I've watched her sit and look at that picture with a faraway look in her eyes for almost a year now! You must really love her to forgive her for what she did!"

"Yes, I love her that much, but she also brought my dark side out and I've not been able to put it back in its shell! Are you interested in going home with us? Let me know if you're not and I'll start looking for someone who is?"

"Yes, let me go tell my girlfriends I've got a way home and I'll come to your table!"

We separated and went back toward our respective tables. I saw a tall, heavily muscled man standing beside Judy and Judy shaking her head no vigorously. I approached a man I assumed was a bouncer.

"Is this the kind of club that let's overgrown apes harass beautiful women when they tell them no, sir?"

"NO! It's not! Where is that happening?"

"Over at mine and my wife's table. I went to dance with an old friend of ours and saw a big man trying to harass my wife into going out on the dance floor with him even as she was shaking her head no. I don't want to fight, so if you'll come with me maybe there won't be one!"

The bouncer followed me to our table and saw the man try and lift Judy up from her chair by force. He moved around me and had the man in a headlock before I could yell at the man to stop. I went to Judy and didn't see the outcome to the man's rude behavior.

"I'm sorry, baby! I didn't think anything like that would happen!"

"It's okay! He didn't hurt me! I was about to hit him in the nuts and come looking for you when the bouncer showed up!"

"Thank God you're okay! Joyce should be over here any minute now!"

"She's going to go home with us?"

"Yes baby, she is! I want to dance awhile longer before we go okay?"

"Yes Brock, whatever you want! We'll stay as long as you want!"

"I want to watch you and Joyce dance together too, Judy!"

Judy didn't say a word but pressed herself against me harder and kissed me with an excitement that I was finally getting used to. Her affair had not only awakened my dark side, but her kinky side as well. The tender lovemaking we still engaged in was good, but when I treated her like a slut the pleasure and excitement for us both multiplied tenfold. 

Joyce joined us at our table and we took turns dancing with each other for the next couple of hours. I sent them out on the dance floor together during a slow song and watched as they kissed and caressed each other. I was standing when they walked off the dance floor and we headed for the door. I couldn't help but notice the strange looks we got as I escorted two of the most beautiful women in the club out into the night. 

"Not bad for an average looking guy who had trouble getting a girlfriend until he was 23! I'm glad my dark side didn't come out until Judy cheated on me or I wouldn't have her today! I love her and our life together now and wouldn't go back for any amount of money! I will kill her though if she cheats again!" I thought to myself after helping Joyce into the back seat of our car and sending Judy to the driver's side so I could get into the back seat with Joyce. The rest of our evening will have to wait until the next time I write.

                              To be continued



Brock and Judy Ch. 03



My beautiful wife Judy was driving us home while I made out with Joyce in the backseat. After dancing with both me and Judy, Joyce was already aroused. I had her breasts exposed and was sucking, licking, and pinching them within moments of getting into the car. I had got my hand onto her panties covered mound when Judy pulled our car into our garage. Joyce and I separated reluctantly so we could exit the car while Judy stood beside the driver's side door. I motioned for her to lead the way as I helped Joyce from the car and followed Judy into our house. Judy went straight to our bedroom door and began to strip off her clothes. 

"Why's she getting undressed out here in the hall?" Joyce asked me as we passed Judy to enter the bedroom.

"Since her affair, she's not allowed to wear any clothing in our bedroom unless I give her permission to do so. Let's forget about her for the next few minutes and concentrate on each other."

I turned Joyce so I could watch Judy from the corner of my eyes as she sat in the armchair we'd moved into our bedroom and resumed kissing her and caressing her semi-nude body. Joyce was 5'6" tall, a couple of inches shorter than Judy, had red hair, a light complexion with many freckles on her face and the portion of her body that was uncovered like most natural red heads, 34C cup breasts with half inch long nipples that were hard from my earlier attention. I continued to kiss Joyce as I worked to relieve her of the rest of her clothes. I kissed down her front as I began sliding her panties down off her hips and my face was level with her crotch when I had her panties to the floor. I stuck my nose between the valley the junction of her legs made and breathed in her scent. Her sex had a stronger odor than Judy's and my cock got even harder in my pants.

I ran my tongue up and down Joyce's slit and heard her moan after only a couple of minutes. I stood and picked her up to carry her to the bed. I lay her down and stood to remove my own clothes. I felt Judy pressing herself against me as I tried to undress.

"Brock, I know you told Joyce nothing was going to happen between her and me until you two fucked, but Joyce wants to enjoy us both together the first time! Can she eat my pussy while you fuck her? Please Brock! I'm sure we'll have a longtime lover in Joyce if you do this!"

"Okay baby! You know I want you to be happy so we can do what she wants!"

Joyce had been busy freeing my 6" extremely hard cock while Judy and I had talked and had me in her mouth by the time we were done. I pulled away from Joyce and Judy and I got on the bed with her. 

"Judy you straddle Joyce's face so she can lick your cunt while I fuck her hot pussy!"

Judy took her position above Joyce's face as I slid a condom onto my erect penis. I got between Joyce's legs and began pushing my dick into her wet snatch. She was between Debbie and Judy in tightness and it took me a couple of slow, easy strokes before I was buried to the hilt inside her body. I could hear Judy already moaning in pleasure as Joyce feasted on her cunt. I stroked in and out of Joyce with long strokes until she began thrusting her snatch up to me. I began to fuck her harder and faster until I felt her begin to quiver beneath me and I could hear her muffled cries of pleasure as Judy continued to ride her face. Judy came within seconds of Joyce. I stopped my plunging into Joyce and pulled my still hard cock from her snatch. I crawled up her body to where Judy was as I removed the condom. I lifted Judy's waist up enough to slam my cock into her and began to pound her cunt until we both came in only a few moments. Joyce didn't move as she watched us above her.

When I had finished, I pushed Judy's hips back down toward Joyce's mouth and watched as Joyce began to lick and suck my come from Judy's freshly fucked pussy. I slid back down Joyce's body until my mouth was on her hot sex and I began to lick and suck at her pink flesh. Joyce and Judy both came within seconds of each other after ten minutes of the oral stimulation they both were receiving. The three of us collapsed on the bed beside each other to catch our breaths.

"Go get us some water, my slut and be quick about it!"

Judy jumped up from the bed and rushed from our bedroom downstairs toward the kitchen.

"That was a little harsh wasn't it?" Joyce asked me.

"No, she loves to be treated like that by me. She's a total slut and will do anything I tell her to do. I can't stand the thought of another man fucking her and that won't be part of our sex life, but anything else is fair game."

"You didn't have to wear a condom when you fucked me, Brock. I'm on the pill and I swear I'm clean. Will you fuck me next time without one? I want to feel your hard cock in me bare!"

"Yes, I will! After we rest and re-hydrate, I'll let you feel my entire dick in your hot pussy!"

Judy had returned with our waters by then so we took a short break to rest and drink. I left the bed to relieve myself and heard moans coming from our bed as I returned. Joyce and Judy were kissing and caressing each other on the bed. I slipped as quietly as I could to the chair in the corner and watched them make love to each other. When they swung into position to eat each other, I climbed back onto the bed and urged them to turn over so that Joyce was on top. I got into position behind her and pushed my cock into her waiting hole. I began to fuck her with long strokes and felt Judy's tongue licking at our coupling point. I began to pound Joyce's snatch after five minutes and felt her begin to respond. The three of us came within seconds of each other and after resting against each other for a couple of minutes, untangled and lay on the bed with me in the middle. The three of us made love to each other once more that night and thrice the next day before Judy and I took Joyce to her apartment. We agreed to get together again in about a month.

I continued to treat Judy like the slut she was and we were both extremely happy. Instead of weakening our marriage Judy's affair had strengthened it. The anger I had first felt had awakened the long dormant dark side of my personality and that side of me was able to do the things to Judy that turned us both on and that my kind and loving side couldn't do. I still made tender, caring love to my beautiful wife and she continued to be just as tender and caring. Our life together couldn't be more perfect.

Judy told me not to make plans for the weekend of my birthday which fell on a Saturday. She went to the reality company for part of the day on Friday and then came home. She had me sit in my recliner while she worked up in our bedroom. When she came back down the stairs, she had one suit case and a garment bag in her hands and had on a jogging suit she liked to wear when we were driving somewhere farther than a couple of hours.

"Okay birthday boy, go change into something more comfortable so we can hit the road, please."

"Where are we going?"

"That's a surprise! Please Brock, go change so we can go!" Judy didn't order me around since I had begun being the dominant partner in our union after her affair. I went and changed into a T-shirt and some loose fitting gym shorts I liked to wear on driving trips. Judy had the suit case and garment bag in the car and was waiting on me behind the wheel.

Judy drove us to a bed and breakfast three hours from our home and only half an hour from the second biggest city in our state. We made tender love to each other that night and were up early the next day. Judy drove us into the city and seemed to know where she was going. She stopped outside of what looked to me to be a junk yard on the outskirts of the city. When we walked to the front of the junk yard, I saw a sign that said "Benton's Restoration and Custom, Nissan and Toyota our specialties". Judy took my hand and led me inside.

"Mr. Benton, we're here to pick up my husband's car." Judy said to the overweight black man behind the counter.

"Right this way folks. I think you're going to like what we found for you Ms." 

We followed the man into the garage portion of the building and I saw a gray covering over a car in the middle of the floor. From the shape of the covering I knew it was a sports car, but couldn't tell any more than that. The man went over to the covering and jerked it off with one big pull. I was frozen and speechless at what I saw.

"Happy birthday, baby! I hope you like it! Mr. Benton assures me that it is perfectly restored and ready for you to drive it away today!"

Judy pulled me to the car; a black and silver 1978 280 Z. She opened the door and pushed me toward the driver's seat. I saw the shifter for a 5-speed manual transmission, bucket seats that had been redone in black and silver leather to match the outside paint, black carpet, and a dash that had the correct instrumentation for that model. I had wanted a Z since I saw a 260 as a junior in college and knew almost everything there was to know about them.

"Judy, I love it, but we can't afford this!" I stammered sitting there in the driver's seat. 

"Yes, I can afford it! I got my commission for that big manufacturing complex that everybody said couldn't be sold! I love you and wanted to give you something I knew you had always wanted! Happy birthday, Brock!"

I leapt out of the car and wrapped Judy up into my arms. "I love you, too darling and I love my present! What are we going to do with two cars though?"

"Mr. Benton agreed to take our other car back to the house on his rollback! I got tags and insurance on it this week so we're ready to go!"

We got into the Z and I drove us away from Benton's garage. We spent the rest of the morning shopping and enjoying each other's company. Judy laughed the second time I let her out next to the doors of the mall and drove the Z to the farthest reaches of the parking lot away from all the other cars. I was grateful that Judy had the garage install a good security system that included Lo-Jack on the car. After a light lunch, we returned to the bed and breakfast and I gave Judy a treat when I treated her like the slut she was before we took a nap.

Judy and I got dressed up for dinner. Judy had brought a clingy red dress and the black outfit she'd picked out for me which was a black pull over turtle neck and black pants with the accessories to go with them. She directed me to a seafood house downtown that had the reputation of being one of the best in the nation. We had grilled shark steaks that were very good with steamed vegetables and a small white cake with chocolate icing that Judy knew was my favorite. Our dinner was excellent and the evening could have ended right there for me and I'd been perfectly happy. Judy had other ideas though.

"There's a new club in town that I want to go to, Brock! Can we go and dance together for a while? I'm yours and only yours tonight!"

"Okay baby, we can go!"

Judy again directed me to the club she wanted to go to. We were let right in by the bouncer as soon as we got to the door much to the chagrin of the people standing in line. We found a table and I had the waitress bring me a club soda and a white wine for Judy. We danced together for the next three hours and I drank another club soda after finishing the first one. I went to relieve myself in the men's room not thinking anything could go wrong while I was gone. As I returned to our table, I saw Judy shaking her head no to a man that looked very much like the one from the club back home. I didn't see a bouncer so I rushed to our table and got there in time to see the man grab Judy by the arm.

"Let go of my wife, you overgrown ape!" I said to the man that I recognized from our hometown's club.

"I'm going to dance with her the rest of the night and she's going home with me pipsqueak! A beautiful woman like her deserves a real man not a wimp like you!"

"I said let go of my wife before you make me angry! You won't like me when I'm angry!" I told him as I grabbed the hand he had a hold of Judy with.

I remember him hitting me in the face and then I awoke strapped down to a hospital bed with an IV in my left arm and someone hanging onto my right with a death grip. I looked to the right and saw my gorgeous wife softly sobbing with her head down beside me.

"How bad did he hurt me, Judith?" I asked her.

Her head jerked up and she began crying harder. "Oh Brock, you're awake! I was afraid you weren't going to."

"Have I been in a coma?"

"No Brock! The doctors say you were in some kind of catatonic state and they didn't know how long you might stay in it!"

"How bad am I hurt?"

"You're fine physically, Brock! Your mental state is what has all the doctors worried. You've been out for 48 hours, Brock! Do you remember anything about Saturday night?"

"I remember that big ape from the club at home trying to do the same thing to you as he did there and him hitting me in the face and that's all I remember."

"Oh Brock! You nearly killed that man! The doctors haven't figured out yet where you got the strength to pick him up like you did. You had him over your head and threw him against the back wall which the cops measured was twenty feet away. You picked up a metal stool and beat him so bad he's still in intensive care. It took four bouncers to get you off of him and you broke two of their arms in the struggle. I don't know had long you struggled before you just passed out. You've been out ever since." 

"Why am I strapped down?"

"The doctors didn't know what kind of state you'd be in when you woke, if you woke, so they strapped you down in case you were still in a rage. I'll see if they'll let you lose now that you're awake and not angry anymore. After what I saw Saturday night, I believe you when you say you'll kill me if I cheat again. I swear I'll never cheat on you again, Brock. I love you so much."

Judy left the room and a nurse and doctor came back with her shortly. The doctor examined me before he allowed the nurse to unstrap me. They left after only ten minutes and were replaced by two men in dark suits. The younger one looked vaguely familiar.

"I'm Sgt. Matthews and this is Detective Smith. We need to talk to you about Saturday night."

"Was your father a detective about twenty years ago in a smaller town east of here, Det. Smith?"

"Yes he was! My father is Lester Smith Sr. and I'm Lester Smith Jr."

"Well he can tell you that I'm telling the truth when I say I don't remember anything about hurting that man after he hit me in the face and made me angry."

"You're the kid he talked about for twenty years who almost killed a classmate on the playground and didn't remember a thing?"

"Yep, that was me! I remember the man had his hand on my wife and I told him to leave her alone and he insulted me before hitting me in the face. The next thing I remember is waking up in this room strapped down to this bed."

"We have the video surveillance tapes and what you have told us happened is what happened. If you can prove you didn't do the things you did to him with the barstool on purpose, there probably won't be any charges."

"How do I prove that? It took a month in therapy for me to lose my temper enough to go into that dark place again and this is the first time I've been there in twenty years!"

"We'll have to talk to the doctors and the DA before we can answer your question. Are you going back home when the doctors release you?"

"Yes, I don't want to spend any more time than is necessary in your city. I'll gladly come back if I need to."

The detectives left and Judy and I were alone together for the next few minutes.

"I'm sorry I ruined your birthday surprise for me, baby. I was so looking forward to making love to you when we got back to the bed and breakfast. I love you as much as you love me. I'll make it up to you on your birthday, I promise!"

"Don't worry about me, darling. Just do as the doctors say so we can get home." Judy told me before leaning over me and giving me a big kiss. A doctor and nurse walked in right at that moment.

"Mr. Henderson, I need to ask you some questions. The detectives told me about your lack of memory about Saturday night's events and the previous episode you had twenty years ago. I'm trying to locate your records from back then but anything you can tell me will help."

"I was in the sixth grade at a new school and a bully picked on me for two weeks. When I stood up to him and we fought he hit me in the face and that was the last thing I remembered until I awoke with three grown men holding me down. I didn't and still don't remember anything between those two things. Like I told the detectives, I saw a man manhandling my wife and I tried to stop him. He hit me in the face after insulting me and the next thing I remember is waking up strapped to this bed. Everything between those two things is blank. When can I get out of here? I'm fine and want to go home."

"I'll have the nurse remove the IV and after the tests I've ordered are done; I think you'll be able to leave."

The nurse removed the IV before leaving the room. I had to endure a CT scan of my head, having blood drawn for a multitude of tests that the nurse who took my blood named but I didn't recognize, and a physical exam before the doctor released me. Sgt. Matthews arrived right before Judy and I could leave the hospital.

"Mr. Henderson, I'd like for you to come down to the police station and answer some more questions."

"Am I under arrest?"

"No, sir."

"Then I think I'll politely decline. My wife and I have a three hour drive home and I want to get going before it gets any later. You have all the information you need to get in touch with me, right?"

"Yes sir, I do. I still think you need to come down to the station."

"I'm sorry but I don't think that I do. Goodbye Sargent and have a nice night."

Judy and I left the hospital. Judy had parked the Z in the back corner of the parking garage across from the hospital. After paying the parking attendant, I pointed the nose of the Z toward home.

"Judy, are you afraid of me now?" I asked after we were on the interstate.

"Yes, I am a little afraid of you, Brock. I've never seen so much violence come out of one person before. I believe you when you say you don't remember, but I'll remember it for the rest of my life. Brock, I still love you and I'm going to be here for you no matter what happens in the future."

"I love you too and hopefully nothing like what happened Saturday ever happens again. I learned one thing though."

"Oh yeah baby, what's that?"

"You're too beautiful for me to leave alone in public ever again!"

Judy and I rode the rest of the way home in silence. We made love to each other when we got home and went to sleep in each other's arms.

I wasn't charged for the attack on the man who had tried to force Judy to go with him. His lawyer dropped the lawsuit against me when Judy filed an attempted kidnapping charge on his client and withdrew it after the lawsuit was dropped. I did pay for the bills related to the two broken arms suffered by the bouncers, but didn't have to pay anything above that when my lawyer discovered that the bouncers had all known the man who accosted Judy and made themselves scarce while he made his move on her. He also discovered that Judy wasn't the first beautiful woman he had done that to in the club and the bouncers had looked the other way when the woman's date had tried to intervene and been beaten down by the man.

Judy and I continued to have sex with Joyce once a month for the next six months and it was fantastic. Joyce met another woman and fell in love with her and that ended our relationship with her.

I had begun thinking about wanting to be a father and decided to talk to my beautiful, yet infertile, wife about it.

"Judy, I want to be a father, but I want to do it the old fashion way." I told her one night after I'd used her for my slut and while she was still in that mode.




Brock and Judy Ch. 03



"Yes sir, whatever you want!" Judy answered me as I saw a tear begin to run down her cheek.

"Judy, I love you and this doesn't have to change our relationship in any way. I need you to be okay with this, not just go along because you want to placate me."

"Can we go to the living room and talk about it, Brock?"

"Yes my dear." 

We both grabbed a robe from the coat tree I had allowed her to place in the hall outside our bedroom and headed to the living room. We sat side by side holding hands as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Brock, you want to find a young woman that will let you fuck her to impregnate her, right?"

"Yes Judy, I do, but I want her and me to raise the child together. You'll be involved in everything that happens. If we can't find a woman who is willing to make love to us both then we won't do it."

"But where will that leave me, Brock? Will you still love me and want me after you find a woman that can give you something I can't?"

"Oh Judy, I'll always love you and want you! You'll always be my first priority! We do this together or not at all. I know it's a big decision and you need some time to think about it, but I promise nothing has to change between us if we do this! Please Judy, think about it!"

"I promise to think about it. Will you take me back upstairs and make love to me this time. I need that from you right now!"

"Yes my darling, I will."

We went back to bed and I made tender love to my wife trying to ease her anxiety. I wondered afterwards if the insecurity she was showing was a first for her. I decided I'd talk to her about it at a later date before I drifted off to sleep with her wrapped up in my arms. It was a couple of days later that I was able to talk to Judy.

"Judy, I want to ask you something and I want an honest answer. You have been acting insecure for the first time I can ever remember and I want to know why."

"Brock, I've always been able to give you everything you wanted in the past and now you want something I can't give you. I'm afraid if you find a woman who'll not only let you impregnate her, but actually move in and live with us that you'll fall in love with her and replace me with her. I love you and I love where our relationship has gone in the last couple of years and I don't want to lose you or the way things are. I love you to treat me like a slut and I get so turned on watching you fuck another woman. I've never felt the way I'm feeling now and it scares me. I think I'm feeling the way you felt when we first got together. Brock, please promise me you'll always love me and not leave me."

"Judy, I promised to always love you nine and a half years ago and I love you more today than I did then. I could never stop loving you or ever leave you. If me wanting to be a father and the woman that bears that child to be with us for at least the next eighteen to twenty years is going to be too much for you, I'll let that want go unfulfilled. I love you and don't want you to be insecure in my love for you. We don't have to decide anything right away so when you've decided on what you want to happen; let me know."

"I love you too and thank you for understanding. I'll let you know what I've decided, I promise."

We went to our bed and I made tender love to Judy instead of fucking her like the slut we both loved for her to be. She would tell me what she had decided, but that's for next time I write. 




Brock and Judy Ch. 04



In the week that had passed since I told Judy I wanted to be a father and that I wanted the mother of my child to live with us to raise it; Judy had been different around the house. She moped about and the only time she seemed happy was when we were in our bedroom and she could be the slut that we both enjoyed her being. We were still having sex every other day, but the one time I tried to make tender love to her, she had resisted and we ended up having a session of hard animal sex. I had asked her what was bothering her, but had done it when we were not in the bedroom because I wanted her to answer me because she wanted to and not because she had to. When I tried to make tender love to her the next time and she resisted, I got angry and forgot about needing to know as the loving, caring husband and let the anger out on her.

"I've tried to be understanding and let you tell me what was wrong without forcing you to, but you haven't done it so now you'll tell me or I'll make you tell me your choice, bitch!"

"Brock, please don't do this now! I promise to tell you when I'm surer of myself."

"NO! You'll tell me now! I'm tired of you moping around the house, tired of you not trusting me enough to talk to me, and I'm going to have answers today one way or the other! Now tell me or suffer the consequences!"

"I'm afraid still, Brock! I love you and don't want anything to spoil what we have. You and another woman fucking turns me on, but you and another woman making love to start another life inside her scares me. What if you love her more than you love me after the baby is born? What if you enjoy her body more than mine? I can't lose you to another woman even if she is living with us!" 

"You won't lose me, Judy! I'll always love you! Didn't my not leaving you when you cheated prove how much I love you? We don't have to do anything that you don't want to do! You need to talk to me when things like this are troubling you instead of keeping them in and making me angry by not talking to me! For the way you've acted the last week, I think you need to be punished so open the bottom drawer of my dresser and bring me what you find there!"

 Judy went to my dresser and opened the bottom drawer. I heard a tiny gasp of surprise from her before she pulled the object of her punishment from the drawer, a wooden paddle I had gotten from the adult store when I got the lube and 9" dildo on the day she fucked Mark in our spare bedroom. I had snuck it into my dresser when she had been out showing a house and since there were no clothes for her to put in that drawer she had not found it since that day.

"Give it to me and lay across my lap ass up, slut! I've threatened to turn those beautiful ass cheeks red and not done it, but today I'm going to do it!"

Judy handed me the paddle and lay across my lap. I slammed the paddle down onto her left butt cheek hard enough to leave it red from one swat. I did the same to the other cheek and gave each cheek two more swats. Judy had screamed out in pain from the first two swats and each proceeding swat. I pushed her to the floor and stood above her as she cried huge sobs at my feet.

"You caused this by not talking to me and acting like a spoiled little girl! When you've stopped crying come and find me downstairs! Come naked or you'll get a couple more swats!" With that being said, I stepped over her and stormed downstairs to get a strong drink and to try and calm down.

Judy found me in our living room sitting in my recliner with a second glass of Jack Daniel's black in my hand. It was still mostly full and I had calmed down from my outburst.

"Brock, I'm sorry and I promise to talk to you from now on about whatever I'm having difficulties with whether at home or at work. Can you forgive me for being a stuck up bitch this last week and come back upstairs and make love to me? I love you and need you to show me you still love me."

"I love you and always will! I forgive you and you know that was what I wanted tonight instead of another slut session. Let's stay here and make love on the rug, okay?"

"Whatever you want, my love!" 

I made gentle, caring love to Judy on the bearskin rug in our living room. She whimpered in pain a couple of times from her sore ass rubbing against the rug, but the pleasure I was giving her while I ate her pussy, over rode the pain. When the orgasm I had given her had waned, she motioned for me to lie down and straddled me in cowgirl position, impaling her dripping sex on my rigid 6" pole and riding it to two more orgasms before I loosed my seed deep into her body. We cuddled on the rug kissing and hugging each other until we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Judy's mood did a 180 after that and everything returned to normal between us. I didn't mention my desire to be a father again and thought that I would have to live with never being one. My beautiful, loving wife had other ideas which I would find out about four weeks later.

"Brock, where are you?"  Judy yelled to me as she came back from a showing.

"Relaxing in the kitchen with a glass of iced tea, baby!"

 I could tell that Judy was excited from her flared nostrils and the rosiness in her cheeks. I also knew it was greater than the excitement she showed from making a sale and wondered who had caused it. Judy rushed to me and flung her arms around my neck before plastering her lips to mine and giving me the most passionate kiss she had ever given me. I broke the kiss after a few seconds and pushed her away to arm's length so I could look into her face.

"Who got you so excited?! I know it was someone because you've never acted like this from a sale before! It had better be another woman or I'll have to hurt you and him!"

"Yes, Brock it's a woman and I think she's the one to be the mother of your children!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I thought that ship had sailed. You acted like you couldn't handle it so I figured it would never happen. What's changed all of a sudden?"

"I've been thinking about it since you spanked me and I realized I want to do anything and everything I can for your happiness, Brock. Once I made that realization, my anxiety went away. I love you and want you to have anything you want. I can handle it, I swear!"

"Well then, who is this woman you've met and why do you think she's the one?"

"Her name is Gwendolyn Henley and she wants to be a mother almost as bad as you want to be a father. She's divorced and the reason for the divorce was her wanting children and her husband being adamant that there would be none. When he got a vasectomy without telling her, Gwen divorced him."

"On a first name basis already, I see. Just because she wants kids doesn't mean she's the one. What does she look like, how much does she know about what we want, and what makes you think she's up for it?"

"She looks a lot like me. 5'7" instead of 5'8", blond hair, green instead of blue eyes, 34C breasts, a small belly roll, and the same long legs as mine. She has a very beautiful face and is very sexy! I was aroused by her looks from the first moment I saw her. After she explained why she was looking for a small house to buy, we got to talking and I mentioned that you wanted to be a dad, but I couldn't give you children and we were thinking about finding a woman that could. When she asked if we were looking for a woman to be a surrogate, I didn't think before opening my mouth and told her exactly what we were looking for. She was shocked at first, but began to understand it better after I explained it to her. She admitted to having had a relationship with another woman before she got married and was interested in maybe having another. When we got back to her car, she said she'd like to meet you and maybe we could go from there. I hope you won't get mad, but she's coming to dinner tonight about six."

Judy's confession about the day's events surprised me greatly. I had never known her to be so open and honest with someone she had just met. I glanced at the clock on the stove and saw it was 4:30 and I needed to clean the day's grime from off my body before our guest arrived.

"Baby, I'm not mad at you, only surprised. If you saw something in Gwen that makes you feel she could be with us for the next few years, I'll trust in your judgment. I need to go shower and shave before she gets here. There's a roast already in the oven and it should be big enough for three. Will you please fix some sides to go with it?"

"Yes, my darling and thank you for not being mad." 

I went to the master bath to clean up thinking how much I loved my wife and if I really wanted to go through with my idea of being a father. I didn't want anything to damage the relationship that Judy and I now enjoyed and was running all the things that could go wrong if we went through with this through my head. I decided to relax and enjoy the evening and to wait to see what the future might bring.

 Gwen arrived promptly at 6 and I welcomed her into our home. Judy wasn't exaggerating about her beauty when she had described her to me earlier. If anything, Gwen was more beautiful than Judy's description. Judy was still the most beautiful woman I had ever met but Gwen was a close second.

"Good evening Gwen. You're even more beautiful than Judy described you to be. Come in and make yourself at home. Can I get you something to drink?"

"Good evening to you and thank you. The picture of you that Judy has hanging behind her desk doesn't do you justice. You're much better looking in person. I'll have bourbon on the rocks, if you have it."

"I hope Jack Daniels black is okay because it's the only bourbon allowed in this house!"

"That would be perfect! I love your home. Where did you get that bearskin rug? Did you kill it?"

"No, I didn't kill it. I found it hanging on the wall of an old country store and talked the owner into selling it to me. Judy and I both enjoy laying on it while watching TV or enjoying a warm fire in the fireplace. Here's your drink. I'm going to go check on Judy and dinner. Feel free to look around while I'm gone."

"Judy, she's almost as beautiful as you are. I'm not sure she's who we're looking for. She can get almost any man she wants with her looks. I can see her being attracted to you, but why would she want me? Are you sure in your judgment of her or was your sexual attraction to her what made you think she could be the one?"

"Brock, relax and be yourself. Gwen has had the same experience with handsome men that I had. You know you're a better lover than eight out of ten of those men. Gwen is really down to earth and a lot like I was when we first met. Let's enjoy the evening and if nothing else develops between us and her, we'll at least have had that."

My loving wife was right again and we had a wonderful evening sharing a meal, talking, and enjoying each other's company. I found out that Gwen was 28 years old and a registered nurse working in the larger of the two hospitals in our little town. Her divorce had been final for a few months and she wanted to have a home and get out of the tiny apartment she was living in. She had agreed to not take alimony from her ex-husband in exchange for a speedy divorce. She still had feelings for her ex, but his actions had doomed their marriage. When I escorted her to our door almost four hours later, she gave me a quick kiss on the lips and that same feeling I had the first time Judy had kissed me went through me again. I stood in the door and watched her as she got in her car and drove away. I rushed back to the living room to tell Judy what I had felt.

"Oh no, Judy, Gwen gave me a quick kiss on the lips and that feeling I felt when we kissed for the first time came over me! Do you think that means what I think it means?"

"Yes Brock, I do! I felt that same feeling when she kissed me this afternoon. That was why I was sure she was the one! Brock, I think we've found the perfect second woman for our family! Now let's get upstairs and you can dampen this fire that's been in my pussy since she kissed me earlier today!"

We ran upstairs like teenagers and were both naked by the time we reached the bedroom door. Judy and I made passionate love to each other until the wee hours of the morning and finally went to sleep in each other's arms. We began our courtship of the beautiful Ms. Gwen. I had gotten Gwen's phone number from Judy so I called her the next day.

"Hello Gwen, this is Brock. I was calling to say how much Judy and I enjoyed your company last evening and hope you enjoyed ours also. We would like for you to join us for a picnic Saturday about noon if you're free. Call us back to let us know whatever you decide. Bye for now." I said into her answering machine.

Gwen did call back and Judy and I talked to her over the speaker phone feature on the phone in our den later that evening. Gwen gladly accepted our invitation for Saturday and I advised her to wear comfortable clothing and shoes suitable for a walk in the outdoors. She admitted to loving the outdoors and both Judy and I glanced at each other knowing that Gwen was sounding more and more like the perfect woman for our plan. After the call with Gwen, Judy and I hurriedly undressed each other and I fucked Judy to two orgasms for her to my one bent over the desk in the den. We retreated to our bedroom and made love to each other before falling asleep in each other's arms.

Saturday was bright and sunny and the temperature was perfect for a day outdoors. Gwen arrived at our farm (which was 200 acres now since our purchase of the 150 acre farm that had surrounded our original fifty acres) at 11:45 AM. She was very beautiful in her Daisy Duke outfit, but quickly changed into a long sleeved blouse and blue jeans she had brought when I explained that the path through the fields and woods on our property still had plants close alongside it that could scratch bare skin. Judy and I divided the food and drink for our picnic into two backpacks and let Gwen carry extra water. The isolated pool of deep water Judy and I enjoyed picnicking next to was almost dead center of our farm and would take about thirty minutes to reach on foot. Judy led the way along the single track path while I admired the sway of Gwen's butt while bringing up the rear. We walked along at a pace that allowed us to talk and we learned more about Gwen's present and past life. Judy and I both assured her we would explain to her in great detail what our intentions were later in the afternoon when she asked why we were being so nice to her and what we wanted from her before we reached the tiny clearing beside the pool we were headed to. 

Gwen had a typical life up to the time she met Judy and me. The difficulties all teenagers face as they move from childhood to adulthood; sexual exploration with both boys and girls in high school, a couple of boyfriends during the latter years of high school, a girlfriend her freshmen year in college, the same girl with a guy thrown in most of her sophomore year, a new boyfriend her junior year who got her pregnant when she missed a couple days taking her birth control pills and dumped her when he found out about the baby, giving the baby up for adoption, meeting her future and now ex-husband senior year, graduating with her nursing degree, marrying the man she thought was Mr. Perfect, then finding out he wasn't, getting divorced, then meeting Judy and me. 

Judy and I had built a picnic table and placed it in the shade of a couple of large trees beside the pool. Gwen stood and looked at the beauty of the picnic area Judy and I had worked together on the first summer after we had bought the additional acreage. The two beautiful women that were standing at its center only intensified that beauty for me. I began to feel that not only my dream of being a father was going to come true, but something even more than my wildest fantasies was also about to occur between the three of us. 

The three of us were hungry and thirsty after our little hike, so we sat at the picnic table and ate the food that Judy and I had both prepared for our meal. The conversation was light and easy as we talked about everything but the one thing Gwen was interested in. Except for a little tension in the air, it felt like we were old friends instead of a couple and a young woman who had only met for the first time earlier in the week. After we three were done eating, Judy and I told Gwen the answers to most of her earlier questions.

"I told you what Brock and I were looking for so that he can be a father. I haven't told you the feeling that went through me when you kissed me that afternoon back at your car. I've only felt that one other time and the person that caused it is sitting beside me right now."

"I felt that same feeling later that evening when you kissed me as you were leaving our home. We both think you're the woman that we both can love for many years to come if you feel the same way. Judy and I want you to join our family and allow us to love you while I make babies with you. You and I would raise our children as a loving couple and Judy would help with that. Judy will always be my first love and you would always be second except when it involves our children. You would be first then because you would be their mother. I would be the head of the household and if there are disagreements between any of us, I will make the final decision and expect it to be respected and followed. Judy is my slut and when she's in slut mode must obey me without question or hesitation. I don't share Judy with other men and won't share the woman we find to join us as our lover and the mother of my children with other men either if you're not her. I won't treat you like a slut like I do Judy unless that's what you want. If you join Judy and me and cheat with another man, I'll kill you and the authorities will never find your body. I know that's a lot to take in right now so we'll give you a few days to think about it."

Gwen sat there with a stunned look on her face. It was a full five minutes before she regained her composure and said her first words since Judy and I began telling her why we were interested in her.

 "I don't need a few days to think about it! I thought I was imagining that feeling I felt when I kissed you both that day! I have never felt that feeling before not even with my ex-husband! Yes, I'll join you and Judy if you want me!"

"We've already told you we want you! Let's start right now making you part of our family!"

Judy and I went around the table and held out our arms to Gwen. She rose from the table's bench and walked into our arms. The three of us spent the next fifteen minutes kissing and caressing each other as we slowly undressed each other. Judy and I led Gwen to the small lean-to shelter with the padded raised platform that backed up to the picnic table and laid her down on the platform. Judy began to lick and suck at Gwen's clean shaved pussy while I sucked on her beautiful breasts. When Gwen came from Judy's oral ministrations on her wet sex, I motioned for Judy to lie down and for Gwen to get on all fours with her face in Judy's crotch. I had no trouble thrusting my hardened cock to the hilt in Gwen's hot pussy with one thrust and began stroking in and out of her with long, gentle strokes. I began to fuck Gwen harder and faster when she began driving her pussy back onto my dick. The orgasms the three of us had were so close together that they seemed to occur simultaneously. I held my hardness deep inside Gwen's body and felt her shudder each time my bulbous head pulsed with my release. Judy was moaning continuously as Gwen continued to suck at her cunt. When our peaks had crested, we lay against each other gathering our breaths. All three of us were covered by a fine sheen of sweat from the heat of the afternoon and our physical activity.

When we had recovered enough to move, Judy and I led Gwen to the deep pool where we played naked in the water for about an hour. Still naked, we went to the picnic table to finish the food and drink leftover from lunch. All three of us had huge smiles of joy and gleams of contentment in our eyes. After we had finished eating, Gwen and I gave Judy the same attention that Judy and I had given her earlier. We again had orgasms so close together to be indistinguishable as separate occurrences except my cock was buried deep into my loving wife's snatch the second time. After rinsing off in the pool again, we dressed and walked back to our house. Gwen spent the night with Judy and me and got her first glimpse of Judy as my slut when I made love to her while Judy had to watch from the armchair in our bedroom. Judy didn't hesitate when I ordered her to clean mine and Gwen's combined juices from my cock and from the outside of Gwen's pussy. I told Judy not to suck my come out of Gwen so it would have a better chance at impregnating her.




Brock and Judy Ch. 04



Gwen moved in with Judy and me on her next day off. Everything was going great between the three of us. I continued to treat Judy like a slut at least once a week, made love to her at least twice a week, and the three of us made love to each other a couple of times a week. Two months after our first time together, Gwen told Judy and me that she was pregnant. Gwen and I were ecstatic, but I noticed that Judy didn't seem to be happy from the news. I waited until I saw her in the kitchen alone before I asked her what was wrong.

"Judy, I saw the look of sadness that came over your face when Gwen told us she was pregnant. Why are you sad? I thought this was going to be okay with you. You knew when we asked Gwen to join with us that this was going to happen. I meant what I said when we talked to Gwen. You'll always be first in my heart and I'll never stop loving you!"

"You say that now, Brock, but having children will change everything. Gwen will be the mother of your children and not me. You and Gwen will be involved in raising them the way you want them to be raised. How can you know your feelings won't change when the baby is borne?"

"Judy, we talked about this before. You will be involved with the children's' upbringing also. Yes, some things will have to change, but my love for you will never change I promise you that and I've never broken a promise to you and you know it! Come here and let me hold you!"

Judy melted into my arms and clung to me as we stood there in the kitchen. After a few moments, I lifted Judy's face up so I could kiss her lips. I kissed her with the most tender, loving kiss I had ever given her. When we both needed to take a breath we broke from our kiss.

"Go up to our room and wait for me on the bed, my darling. I'm going to go tell Gwen to give us a couple of hours of privacy before she joins us. I love you with most of my heart and always will."

I found Gwen in the den looking at her e-mails. She understood fully after I explained what was going on with Judy and how we needed to be alone for a little while. I promised Gwen that I would celebrate the good news of our pregnancy with her the next day whether Judy wanted to join us or not. I spent the next two hours making love to my darling wife and by the time we were done she was as happy with Gwen being pregnant as I was. She watched the next night as I pleasured Gwen with my mouth, fingers, and cock before joining me in giving Gwen one last huge orgasm while in the 69 position with Gwen on top and my dick alternating between being inside Gwen's pussy and Judy's mouth. When Gwen had came from both of our attention, I finished the night by fucking Judy like the slut she was and coming with her one last time before we all went to sleep. 

Seven months later, Brock Jr. was born. The only change that his addition to our family caused was the sleeping arrangements the three of us had shared since Gwen had moved in. We had re-done the room across from the master suite into a nursery with a queen sized bed that Gwen slept in when she wasn't working night shift after returning to the hospital from maternity leave even though she didn't need to work because of the money Judy's commissions, my half percent of all sales at the realty company, and some monthly income from some wise investments Judy and our trusted money manager had made for us. Judy and I slept in it on the nights that Gwen did work at the hospital. 

Judy was a big help with Jr. during that first year of his life and her anxiety over my feelings for her changing had faded away when she saw I hadn't changed in my treatment of her or Gwen. I always went to Judy first whenever I was troubled, needed some TLC, or whenever we had been separated for any length of time. The sex between the three of us returned to almost the same level that it had been at before Jr'.s arrival. Our little family was happy and content with each other for the first time since Gwen's announcement that she was pregnant. Her announcement that she was pregnant again ten months after Jr.'s birth didn't cause the anxiety in Judy that Jr.'s did. Judy accepted it with the same joy and excitement that I did. When we found out Gwen was carrying twins, we were all ecstatic because it meant the three children we had agreed to would be accomplished in only two pregnancies. I graciously agreed to let our twin girls be named Estelle and Thelma which were the names of their two moms' mothers'. Gwen and Judy had been working together since Jr'.s birth to the point that we considered them to both be his mom and that was the way they planned for it to be from now on which I had no problem with. Gwen didn't return to the hospital after the birth of the twins and she took over the care of the house while I returned to farming our 200 acres. 

When Larry Johnson Sr. announced his retirement four years later, his son approached Judy about taking over the president's position. I wasn't too thrilled about the idea because it would mean Judy would have to spent more time at the realty company, but reluctantly agreed with the stipulation that she'd quit without argument if it began to affect our happy home. Everything was fine for the next six months then disaster again came into our lives.

I was sitting in the dark to the side of our front door so that Judy wouldn't be able to see me when she came in at 3 AM that Friday morning. She was on the ground with my hand over her mouth before she knew what was happening. Gwen had the duct tape around her wrists and had her arms secured behind her back before taping her legs together. Gwen slapped a piece of tape across Judy's mouth before she even realized I had removed my hand. Gwen helped me carry Judy to our bedroom and sat quietly while I used my hunting knife to cut the two thousand dollar Dior woman's business suit Judy had bought only a week earlier from her body. I could see the fear in her eyes when I flipped her over onto her back when she was completely naked. I bent down to whisper into her ear.

"You're naked in our bedroom so you know what that means! You'll not scream and you'll not lie to me! The first one of either of those and I'll cut you bad enough to leave an ugly scar that only the three of us will see until the coroner gets you on his slab! Oh by the way, it'll be in a place that won't allow you to wear those tiny bikinis we all love for you to wear in the summer! When I remove the tape, you'll not speak until I give you permission and I better not hear any lame ass excuses for your actions for the last couple of weeks or the events from this evening that required you to stay out until 3 AM in the morning! The children are with Gwen's parents who have agreed to keep them until we come for them! Gwen has agreed to help me because she truly loves me and whatever happens tonight, I trust her to keep quiet about it! Nod your head yes if you understand and are going to cooperate!"

I stood and looked down at the woman I had first given my heart to fifteen years ago and saw the reason she had been out until 3 AM, a bruise on her left breast. I saw tears running down her cheek and could hear Gwen crying softly behind me. I jerked the tape from her mouth not caring about the skin from around her mouth and off her lips that came with it.

"I see why you were out until 3 AM on a Friday morning, bitch! Who's the bastard that put that bruise on your tit, you cheating slut?!"

"Larry Jr., but it's not what you think, Brock!"

Before I could stop myself, I slashed Judy across that same breast deep enough for the blood to gush and wide enough to require staples to close it. Judy passed out from the pain.

"Stop the bleeding and close it up then come find me!" I told Gwen before I stomped from the room and down the stairs. 

 I was sitting in that same chair when Gwen came for me twenty minutes later. My anger had abated while I sat and thought about what had happened to bring us to this point. We walked back upstairs and I saw four staples in Judy's breast where I had slashed it. I took a very cold washcloth and used it to awaken Judy. She cried quietly as she lay there before me.

"The next few questions require only yes or no answers, Judy! If anything else but those two responses comes out of your mouth, I'll cut your other tit so that it matches the one I've already cut! Do you understand me, slut?"

"Yes Brock, I understand."

"Did you fuck Larry Jr. tonight?"

"NO!"

"Have you fucked him at any time in the last two weeks?"

"NO!"

"Have you given him any blowjobs or hand jobs in the last two weeks?"

"Yes." Judy whispered barely loud enough for me to hear. My anger burst upon me anew and I slashed Judy across her right breast and then her stomach. Thankfully the slash across her stomach wasn't deep enough to expose her internal organs and she again past out from the pain.

"Gwen, I'm sorry I've done this to her, but I need you to tend to her wounds and to take care of her while I take care of the other part of this problem. I'll be back as quick as I can."

I left my house and got into the five hundred dollar beater of a car I had bought earlier in the week. The plates on it were stolen and I had used falsified identification when I had bought the car from an individual in the neighboring county to ours. I drove to the realty company where I knew Larry Jr. was at that moment.

When Judy had begun coming home late from the realty company a couple of weeks earlier, I knew something was wrong. My brother Sam had used Judy's keys and security code to get into the realty office and installed recorders in Judy's and Larry Jr.'s offices. I had all the evidence I needed to justify in my own mind the actions from earlier in the night and the ones I was about to perpetrate.

I was on Larry before he knew I was even in the building. A single blow from the tire iron from the car rendered him unconscious and I taped him together so I could carry him to his car. I got the paper bag from the liquor store from my car then drove Larry's car to an abandoned farm two miles down the road from the realty company's offices. I pulled into the barn that was surprisingly still in fairly good shape. I slapped Larry in the face lightly enough not to leave any marks, but firmly enough to rouse him from his unconscious state. I could see the fear in his eyes when he recognized me.

"I promised Judy I'd kill her and the bastard she cheated on me with if she ever cheated on me again! This can be painful or painless depending on you! You're going to drink this fifth of vodka as fast as you can without wasting any or I'm going to pour it all over you and light you on fire using one of your own signature cigars! Either way you die tonight! Who knows maybe all the evidence will burn up and they never catch me! I will hurt you very badly if you yell or refuse to do as I say, your choice! Do you understand me, Larry?"

Larry shook his head yes and sat docilely while I removed the tape from his mouth more gently than I had from Judy's. He drank the fifth of vodka without saying a word and had it finished in fifteen minutes. He passed out fifteen minutes later and I began setting up the scene. I removed the tape from his clothes and body, placed him behind the wheel of his car with his left arm dangling out the window, made sure the vodka bottle was next to his right hand, lit one of his cigars and puffed it until the end was glowing red, and dropped it onto the conveniently placed pile of hay. The hay was ablaze before I got out of the barn.

I cut across the fields and was back at the realty company fifteen minutes later and drove toward home with no sirens from the fire trucks as I was driving away. I pulled the beater into my own barn where it would be dismantled and the parts sold to the local foundry over the next few months. I went upstairs to our bedroom and found Gwen sitting in the chair watching Judy sleep. I could see she had been crying so I opened my arms to her and we stood beside the bed we had all three shared for most nights over the last five years. I threw a sheet over Judy and led Gwen to her queen sized bed across the hall from the master suite. We went to sleep in each other's arms and slept through the dawn's breaking for the first time in a long time. We were awakened by Judy's screams of pain and anguish. Gwen rushed to Judy while I slowly walked from Gwen's room to the master suite. I stood in the door and didn't feel the familiar pull at my heart strings that Judy's crying had brought upon me before the events of the last two weeks and last night. Judy began crying even harder when she saw I wasn't coming to her like I had in the past. I walked to the chair in the corner and sat patiently while the two women in my life cried as they held each other on the bed. They cried for twenty minutes before they managed to stop. Gwen gave Judy a night shirt to put on when I gave her permission to dress. They were sitting side by side facing me when I began to talk to them, but mostly Judy.

"Judy, the only reason you're not burned to a crisp with Larry Jr. in his car inside what's left of the barn on the old Wilson farm is because you only gave him a few hand jobs over the last couple of weeks. If you had let him stick his puny little dick into one of your bodily orifices, you would be out there with him! Although in my eyes you cheated on me by jerking him off, I couldn't kill you. I still love you, but my love for you has changed and Gwen will be sleeping next to me in our bed for the foreseeable future. I was very careful so Larry's death shouldn't fall back on us. Judy, you'll have to remain as the president of the realty company so that it doesn't go under. The cops will come and talk to you, probably on Monday. You need to convince them that you know nothing, have seen nothing that would explain Larry's death, and have no useful information for them. As soon as it's feasible, you'll begin replacing all the male agents with female ones to remove any future temptations. If you're tempted by a woman, you better bring her here for the three of us to share or I'll kill you both. I love both of you, but can and will kill either of you if you cheat on me. Judy, I need you to tell me why this happened again!"

"He was blackmailing me! He said he would let the realty company slide into bankruptcy if I didn't go along with him! I stalled him as long as I could and began giving him hand jobs to placate him. He put that bruise on my tit when I refused to give him a blow job tonight! I hit him as hard as I could and fled! I drove around or sat in well-lit parking lots until I thought you would be asleep! Please Brock, forgive me! I love you and need you to forgive me and love me too!"

"You love me yet you sneak around like a cheating whore to jerk off another man because you wouldn't come and talk to me about the situation! You can't be blackmailed unless you let it happen, you stupid bitch! If you had come to me, we could have planted bugs in his office and caught him trying to blackmail you! How do you think I got all the evidence I needed to justify to myself the killing of Larry? Sam planted recorders in yours and Larry's offices last Sunday and will remove them this Sunday if the coast is clear! Both of you let the scars that will remain from Judy's wounds remind you of what I'm capable of when I'm angry! None of this would have happened if you'd only come and talked to me, Judy! God damn it woman, didn't you learn anything from that spanking I gave you when you wouldn't talk to me about your problems! How many promises are you going to break before I snap and kill you because of it?! Take care of each other for the rest of the day! I've got work to do in the barn! Gwen and I will go get the kids later this afternoon! Judy, you need to rest and heal so you can go to work on Monday! Call in sick now and act surprised when whoever you talk to tells you about Larry's death!"

I arose from the chair and went to give the two women on our bed a kiss. I saw the hurt on Judy's face when I went to Gwen first instead of her. At least she didn't cringe or pull away when I leaned down to kiss her. I heard her whimper in her throat and felt that same feeling of peace and calmness that we had been sharing since our first kiss fifteen years ago. I knew at that moment my love for Judy was still as strong as ever, but it didn't cause me to change my plan of punishment for her for not coming to me with her problem.

I went to the barn and began draining the fluids from the beater into environmentally friendly containers where they would keep until I could take them to a used car dealer that was an old high school buddy. He would blend them in with the fluids he drained from the cars he fixed up for his car lot. He was the only honest used car dealer I ever knew and had been disposing of my fluids from the farm equipment for years.

The three of us slept in the same bed that night, but Gwen was in the middle between me and Judy for the first time ever. Because of her wounds, Judy could only watch as I fucked Gwen that Sunday morning when I awoke with an erection and the need for some pussy. I left the room while Gwen gave Judy a small orgasm with her mouth when Judy got aroused from watching me fuck Gwen. Judy and I didn't fuck until her wounds where completely healed and I didn't make love to her until three months after the night I had scarred her and killed Larry Jr. which was also the length of time she had spent sleeping with Gwen between me and her. Our lives returned to almost the same as they had been before Judy's second slip, but my trust in Judy was shaky and the small touches of love and affection that had come so easily between us before were missing. Gwen pointed that little detail out to me one day as we sat alone outside in the porch swing. Judy never complained about the way I treated her or questioned me when I went to Gwen first when I had a problem or needed some TLC. I began to try harder in my forgiveness of Judy. 

The local sheriff didn't look too hard into Larry's death. A lot of people around town knew he and his wife had been having trouble in their marriage and the sheriff wrote his death off as an accident brought about by him going on a bender then trying to smoke in the old barn he had chosen to sleep it off in. I managed to dismantle the old car I had used and sell the pieces to the local foundry for scrap metal without any questions being raised. 

Judy returned to the realty company and remained as president while Larry Sr. decided on whether he was going to keep it or sell it. I snapped it up when he decided to sell, but put Gwen's name with mine on the incorporation papers instead of Judy's.  

It would be another three months before the hurt from Judy's actions would fade enough for me to remember my promise to Judy that she'd always be first to me with Gwen being second.  I talked to Gwen and she agreed that Judy and I needed to get away together to work on rebuilding our relationship. She assured me that she'd be alright with the kids alone for a couple of weeks and could call her mom and dad for help if she needed it. I met with Joyce Hastings who had become the second in charge after I bought the company and Judy had begun replacing the men with women. (Some of the men were easy to get rid of because they were underachievers who brought in the bare minimum to retain their realtors' license. The couple of excellent ones were harder to replace, but left on their own when Judy or Joyce continued to give them the worst properties to try and sell.) I explained to her that Judy and I were having problems in our marriage and needed some time away together and she and Judy's assistant juggled Judy's schedule around until they had cleared her for a full two weeks of off time.

Judy didn't argue when Gwen and I showed up in the Z that Friday and I told her to give Gwen the keys to her Benz so she could drive it home because she and I were going on vacation. I had managed to get us on a 10 day cruise to the Bahamas and at a huge discount if we could be in Miami, FL. before 7 PM the next day. I kept telling Judy how beautiful she was and how sorry I was for what I had done to her. I made a conscious effort to reach over and touch her hand or knee while I drove toward Florida. I let her sleep when she dozed off and when she awoke a couple of hours later, we stopped to fill up the car and for a bathroom break and she took over the driving for a while. She told me how sorry she was for not coming to me as soon as Larry Jr. started trying to blackmail her and that she was to blame for what I had done to her. She told me that she forgave me the very day that I had cut her and scarred her beautiful breasts and belly because she had brought it upon herself. By the time we got to Miami, we had both went through a couple of bouts of crying. The first thing we did when we stopped outside the harbor the cruise ship was anchored in was run into each other's arms where we kissed, laughed, cried, and whispered terms of endearment to each other.




Brock and Judy Ch. 04



Judy and I re-connected with each other in a way we hadn't been able to back home over the next ten days. We made tender, caring love to each other for the first five nights of our cruise. I used her like a slut the sixth night when I found her kneeling naked beside our bed after having gone for some Champagne to celebrate our restored relationship.

It was on the eighth day of the cruise when things livened up for us even more. I was swimming laps in the ship's outdoor pool while Judy sunbathed in her new one piece bathing suit. I had just finished my final lap and stood up to walk up the steps out of the pool when I saw a beautiful black woman lean over from the chaise lounge beside Judy's and kiss Judy passionately on the lips. I stood and watched as Judy returned the kiss. My cock began to harden in my trunks, so I began walking toward them as casually as I could. When they broke their kiss, Judy saw me and pointed me out to the woman who had been kissing her. The black woman stood and I finally realized how tall yet beautiful she was. At least 6' 2" tall, supermodel beautiful face, breasts larger than Judy's, a flat stomach, broad hips, and a J-Loesque butt, she literally ran to me and swept me up into her arms and began trying to kiss me while I sputtered in protest before giving in and allowing her to kiss me. Her kiss for me was just as passionate as the one she had given Judy. After she stopped kissing me, she began to talk with the same East Tennessee accent that Judy and I had.

"Hello Brock, your beautiful wife said I needed to convince you before we could play together! I've wanted to make love to you both since I saw and heard you all talking together the other night in the casino. Please Brock, let's go back to my cabin and make love to each other. Judy told me you've never fucked a black woman before and I want to be your first."

How could I refuse a woman that was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, could manhandle me with such ease, and had already gotten my sexy wife all worked up while I was swimming in the pool? I did have the presence of mind to ask her name.

"I'm Samantha White and I think you know my momma, Janine White."

"Mrs. White, my first grade teacher, is your mother? How is it that we've never met before?"

"Oh, we've met before but you don't remember it. I was six years old and I and momma ran into you at the supermarket when you were fourteen. You haven't changed a bit since then, but I sure have. You were the first boy I ever had a crush on and now you're here and my dreams are about to come true! Please Brock, let's hurry down to my cabin and you can do anything you want to this black body!"

Judy and I linked our arms around each other's waists and followed Samantha down into a section of the ship we hadn't been in before. Samantha unlocked the door to her cabin and stood aside so that Judy and I could enter. Samantha gathered both of us into her arms and began trying to kiss us both at the same time. I'm not quite sure how she did it, but she had Judy and me naked against her in only a few minutes. 

"Judy told me you always get to go first when the two of you share a woman, Brock, so hurry up and undress me so we can start enjoying each other's bodies on the bed!" Samantha breathed into my ear.

"No, this vacation is for Judy to enjoy so I'll watch while the two of you enjoy each other first!" I replied before turning to Judy and giving her a passion filled kiss. I retreated to an armchair that was conveniently placed against the wall across from the foot of the bed.

I watched as Samantha and Judy kissed each other as their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. The differences in color as the black hands of one caressed the white body of the other and vice versa were the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. Judy could only relax and allow it to happen when Samantha picked her up and carried her to the large round bed that dominated the room. Samantha laid Judy on the edge of the bed so she could stand beside her and still have her mouth and hands reach Judy's body. Samantha didn't seem shocked from the three scars that adorned Judy's body and began kissing all over Judy's body as her hands kneaded Judy's breasts. I heard Judy moan in pleasure as the black goddess beside the bed dropped her mouth to her left breast and begin suckling on the rigid nipple atop it. Judy arched her ass off the bed when Samantha stuck her long index finger into her pussy and began to moan louder as the finger plunged in and out of her dripping wet sex. The myriad of colors that were located around her mound was breathtaking. Judy's blonde hair over her sex, the pinkness of her labia as they gripped the black digit that was pumping between them, the whiteness of her upper thighs above the brown tan line from where her bathing suit had been drove me over the edge in excitement and I shot my seed all over my belly without ever having touched my cock; something that hadn't happen since I had my last wet dream at the age of sixteen. 

When Samantha dropped her mouth down to Judy's clit and sucked on it, Judy came with the loudest scream I had ever heard come from her lips. My cock hadn't gone soft after my climax so I arose from the chair and walked up behind Samantha and began rubbing its hardness between the cheeks of her ass. Samantha bent her knees a little, reached between her legs, grabbed my dick, and placed it to the entrance of her own wet tunnel before she pushed back and engulfed my turgid rod with one hard shove. We began thrusting against each other hard and fast from the very start and Samantha came on my cock after only ten minutes of our furious fucking. I knew it would be a while longer before I came so I stopped pumping my cock into her when she slowed then stopped.

"Judy scoot over so I can lie down beside you then we can go again." Samantha stated out loud.

Judy moved over to the left edge of the bed and Samantha lay down in the middle.

"Put that beautiful cock back inside my cunt and fuck me like a whore, Brock! Judy, I need that gorgeous pussy of yours plastered over my face and mouth! Use me, both of you, use me! I need to be used like a cheat, black whore down on Bourbon Street!"

 Judy and I rushed to comply with Samantha's orders. I helped Judy to straddle Samantha's face reverse cowgirl before I slammed my cock back into her hot snatch. Judy rode Samantha's face while I pounded her pussy as hard and fast as I had ever done Judy's. Judy came first from Samantha's mouth and tongue on her snatch followed by Samantha and me at the same time, only the third time I'd ever came at the same time as the woman and the first with a woman other than my wife. Judy and I cuddled up with Samantha's beautiful black body and went to sleep as she held us close. We awoke two hours later and Samantha made us promise to come to the piano lounge at 10 PM that evening. Judy and I returned to our cabin and I fucked her like I had Samantha earlier. We took another nap together so we'd be able to be at the piano lounge at ten.

Judy and I arrived at the entrance to the piano lounge at ten minutes to ten and I could tell that it was packed with other passengers. We started to turn away and head back to our cabin when one of the ships male crew members stopped us and escorted us to a table with a reserved sign on it dead center of the stage. At ten promptly a man dressed in a tuxedo walked to the center of the stage.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I hope you have enjoyed the cruise so far. I don't want to prolong your wait any longer so would you please welcome straight from New Orleans, here is Miss Dominique Devereux!"

The curtain opened as a group of musicians began to play and the most beautiful voice I could ever remember hearing began to sing. A beautiful black woman with blonde hair walked out of the shadows as she continued to sing her opening song. I didn't realize who it was until she was all the way to the front of the stage and in the spotlight. Samantha stopped and looked directly at Judy and me as she finished her song.

"Hello, all you beautiful people out there tonight! I hope you enjoy my little performance and hope you'll come back and see my performance tomorrow night. I promise that it'll be bigger and better than tonight's as we close out this wonderful cruise. I want to dedicate tonight's performance to two wonderful people who in only a day have found a special place in my heart! Brock and Judy, tonight is for you!"

Samantha gave a small nod to the musicians and began her second song after the music had begun. She sang for the next forty five minutes and all the songs that I recognized were about love and special relationships. She sang a couple of songs in French and a couple in Spanish was the only reason I didn't recognize them. 

"My last song is for a very special man who has made a long time dream come true! I can't tell you all his name, but I'm sure he knows who he is!"

 Samantha sang her last song in French, but I knew the music well enough to know the song; Dolly Parton written and Whitney's signature song "I Will Always Love You". I got emotional as tears came to my eyes and Judy reached to take my hand. We sat holding hands with tears streaming down both our cheeks as Samantha back pedaled holding the last note until the curtain fell. The room erupted with applause as the other passengers sprang to their feet for a standing ovation. She didn't answer the curtain call that the audience was yelling for. 

Judy and I had finally stood after regaining our composure. Judy leaned in and whispered into my ear.

"I think you've capture the heart of another beautiful woman, my darling husband! I remember when you thought you wouldn't be able to capture the heart of any woman, but now you have the hearts of three of the most beautiful women you've ever met! I'm the one who's going to have to watch you in public or you'll have the hearts of all the beautiful women we meet! I love you so much Brock and I hope you know that!"

"Yes Judy, I know how much you love me and I hope you know how much I love you! I didn't plan for any of this to happen and I hope you know that also! No matter what happens you were and always will be my first love! I forgot that for a little while, but I'm back now and ready to keep my promise to you! Let's go back to the cabin and enjoy ourselves in the bed for the next couple of hours!"

"Oh yes, my dear hubby!" Judy breathed in my ear.

We headed toward the exit but were stopped by that same crew member and he asked us to follow him backstage to meet Ms. Devereux. I held my tongue not telling him we'd already met Ms. Devereux and Judy and I followed him backstage. He led us to a red door with a big white star on it, knocked once, opened the door, turned and walked away.

Samantha was sitting at a well-lit dressing table in a big, fluffy white robe and I was stunned again by the contrast in colors and her undeniable beauty. She turned to the left so she could see Judy and me from where she was sitting. Her smile was so big and bright it would've lit up the room by itself if the lights around the dressing table weren't so bright.

"Hello, my babies! How are the two most precious people I know doing? I hope you enjoyed my show and will come back for tomorrow night's grand finale! I wish I'd seen you all sooner, we could have had so much excitement the last couple of weeks to last us all a lifetime! Will you please go back to my cabin with me and stay the rest of the night? I promise you won't be disappointed!"

I looked at Judy and she nodded her head yes so I answered Samantha's question by walking over to her, bending down, and giving her a tongue wrestling kiss as I groped her big, black left breast until the nipple atop it was rock hard. I could hear the moan of pleasure and need from Samantha's throat. Judy had walked over and begun running her right hand up and down Samantha's back through the robe. Samantha pushed me away from her when she needed to take a deep breath from our kiss.

"Let me finish getting my make-up off and get dressed and we'll go to my cabin! My pussy is already wet in anticipation of being filled with your thick hard cock, Brock and I can't wait to get my mouth on that gorgeous pussy of yours Judy! Please wait outside the door so you won't distract me and I'll be able to get ready quicker! I think I've fallen for both of you and don't know if I can control myself If you stay in here with me any longer! Please wait outside and I promise I'll hurry!"

Judy and I both nodded and went back out into the hall to wait. Samantha came out ten minutes later in a very plain dress and with her naturally black hair corn rowed on her head. She took Judy's and my hands into one of hers and pulled us down the corridor toward the interior of the ship. She turned right after twenty feet and pulled us down a short corridor to a closed door. I saw that her cabin door was directly opposite the door she opened and she hustled us across the hall into her cabin. The three of us enjoyed the most enjoyable but intense nights of sex that I'd ever been a part of. Samantha was insatiable and Judy and I were both exhausted much sooner than she was. We again fell asleep with Samantha between us and Judy and I pulled in tight against her black body by her extremely strong arms. I watched as they pleasured themselves one last time the next morning and was a bit concerned when my dick remained soft through the entire experience. I hoped I would at least recover enough before night fall to make love to the woman I again loved more than anything or anyone in the whole world, my children included. I had begun to feel a tiny bit of regret for the scars that I had put on Judy's body and vowed to myself to never lose control like that again. 

Judy and I returned to our cabin and slept most of the day away in each other's arms. We did attend Samantha's last show and it was an even bigger production than the previous evenings had been. She had two each of male and female backup singers and they performed for an hour and a half with Samantha answering that night's curtain call and singing her final song from the other night's performance but this time in English. She threw me a single rose before she started her backpedal so the curtain could close. Judy refused to take it when I offered it to her with tears of happiness in her eyes. We respectfully declined Samantha's offer for us to join her again that night in her cabin and she understood when I explained that I wanted to spend the last night of the cruise making love to my beautiful wife. 

Judy and I made love to each other when we had returned to our cabin and went to sleep in each other's arms both knowing that our love for each other was stronger than ever. We returned home and told Gwen about everything we had done on the cruise including our time with Samantha. Gwen's parents kept the kids that weekend and Judy and I tried to duplicate with Gwen that fierce night of sex and love we had shared with Samantha. All three of us were exhausted from our physical activity around 3 AM on that Sunday morning and again slept past the break of dawn in our king sized bed. Gwen had no problem with mine and Judy's short, but intense affair with Samantha and we used the re-telling of our sexual romps with her to spice up the sex between the three of us for the next few months. Our lives returned to normal for a family that consisted of two women and one man living together and raising the woman's, not married to the man, children that he had fathered. I thought that life couldn't spring anymore surprises on me, but I would be proven wrong in thinking that only a few short months later. That will have to wait until the next time I write though.



Brock and Judy Ch. 05



The second honeymoon cruise that Judy and I had gone on to reconnect after the second slip in fidelity on her part and the consequences that came from it was twelve months in the past. The months following our return home had brought more changes into our family life that everyone seemed happy with. I hadn't been happy with the number of hours Judy had to spend managing the realty company so as owners; Gwen and I demoted Judy back to sales agent and promoted Joyce Hastings to manager. Judy hadn't been enthused by the move at first, but when she saw how much time it opened up for her to spend with Gwen and I at home, she quickly adjusted to it nicely. She began helping me with the work around our growing acreage of farmland having help me buy yet another 200 acres that had become available with the passing of the gentleman farmer that had been our neighbor for the last fourteen years. We had made love instead of working all over our farm whenever the urge struck either of us with Judy initiating our sex sessions almost as often as I did. Gwen would reap the benefits of our daytime activities later that night after the children were in bed. The sex life the three of us shared was greater than it had ever been and I still had trouble believing that two of the most beautiful women I had ever met loved me and wanted to be with me. The fact that they loved each other as much only added to my joy and happiness. I couldn't envision life getting any better but life always seems to throw us all a curve that hangs so we can hammer it out of the park and that's what it did to us.

It was a comfortable pre-dusk Friday evening as Gwen and I sat in the swing on the porch while Judy cleaned up the kitchen from our supper. The kids were at Gwen's parents for the weekend and the three of us had planned on spending as much time pleasuring each other as possible before their return Sunday after lunch. Although Gwen's parents hadn't liked it when Gwen began her relationship with Judy and me, the arrival of first Jr. then the twins had brought them around 180 degrees from their original objections. When they saw how happy Gwen was and how supportive both Judy and I were of their daughter, they accepted us with open arms and never hesitated when we asked them to take the kids for a few hours or a few days.

"Gwen, you know I love you as much as I love Judy, don't you?" I asked her as she sat close to me with her head on my shoulder as I held her in the swing.

"Yes, Brock and I love you, too. I'm so happy with my life now. I love being a mom and I love our life together. You know I'll never cheat on you and Judy, don't you Brock?" She asked me with a tad of uncertainty in her voice.

"Yes, I know. I hate to admit it, but you're stronger than Judy and I trust you with all the confidence I have."

I saw the flash of the last rays of sunlight glint off the windshield of a vehicle turning into our drive at that moment. I watched as a top of the line white Lexus SUV came down the 100 foot driveway toward our house. I was finally able to make out who the driver was when it was three quarters of the way down the drive.

"Gwen, hurry and go get Judy, we have a very special guest coming down the drive."

I stood at the top of the three steps that led from the porch to the ground and motioned for the driver to slow down. The SUV slowed to almost a crawl as it proceeded down our drive. It arrived in front of the porch just as Judy and Gwen joined me at the top of the stairs. The side windows of the SUV were darkly tinted and the driver's identity was still known only by me. I took each of my ladies in hand and walked with them down to the ground. When we were standing in the yard, I nodded to the driver and heard squeals of panic from Gwen and ones of surprise and joy from Judy when the door burst open and the driver literally flew out of the vehicle and swept all three of us into her arms in a big hug. The driver let go of Judy and I and picked Gwen up with ease and began planting kisses on her face as Gwen hung there in shock and confusion.

"You have to be Gwen! You are as beautiful as the pictures Judy and Brock showed me of you! I hope you become one of my babies, too!" With that grand entrance Samantha White re-entered our lives and turned our already chaotic existences into total bedlam. 

The moment was broken when we all heard the crying of a baby from within the SUV. Samantha rushed to the backdoor of the SUV and began working on unstrapping the by that time screaming infant from the car seat located there. When the infant was free, she nonchalantly bared one of those huge and beautiful breasts and placed the infant's face next to the nipple atop that big, black tit. The baby latched onto the nipple with its mouth and began to suckle there. Samantha had a look of both pain and pleasure on her face as the infant nursed.

"My babies, I want you to meet Brockton Henderson-White! You're a daddy again, Brock and the owner of my heart! I hope this isn't too big of a surprise."

To say that the three of us were speechless would be an understatement and I also didn't know what to do and I'm sure Judy and Gwen had the same reaction. I regained my senses after a couple of minutes.

"Why don't we go up on the porch and get comfortable?" I managed to say to the three women standing around me in the yard. The baby was sound asleep by that time so Samantha disengaged his mouth from her nipple and tucked her breast back into her blouse. We walked back up onto the porch and I sat back down in the swing with Judy beside me. Gwen and Samantha sat in the two wooden rockers that were next to the swing. 

"Samantha, please don't get mad but how do you know I'm the father of your baby? I'm sure you get all kinds of male attention on the cruises you entertain on so how can you be so sure about whom Brockton's father is?" 

"Yes, it's true I get a lot of offers from men on the cruises, but I don't accept them. I've only been with one man in the last five years and I think you know who he was. I usually pick women for my sexual partners, but I had to make my teenage fantasies come true when I saw you and Judy on the cruise. The relationship you and Judy have made it easier for me. I was going to do everything in my powers to get you into my bed before the cruise was over, married or not. I've been honest about you stealing my heart, Brock. I've been your woman from the time you made me come with your cock on the cruise. I have been with other women since then but you and only you will be the man I give my pussy to if you want it. I love you Brock and hope someday you'll love me too!"

I was overwhelmed by emotion and could see Gwen and Judy were also. I looked at both of them to see if I could detect what their emotions were. I saw shock and disbelief on Gwen's face and surprise with a hint of sadness on Judy's. I thought I needed to say something to at least reassure them that they were still my loves and Samantha would have to accept that fact.

"Samantha, I don't really know what to say! I love Judy and Gwen so much and I wouldn't leave them for you or any other woman! I think I'm in love with you also but I'm not sure! I'm glad you have Brockton and I'm sure you'll be a wonderful mother but I don't know if I can give you what you want!"

"Oh you stupid man, I don't want you to leave your beautiful blonde babes for me! I'll be happy to get whatever you can give me! I love Judy almost as much as I love you and I'm sure I'll grow to love Gwen as much if we get to spend some time together! Please Brock; don't turn me away without giving all of us a chance to make something work that we all can agree to! I have no problem sharing you with them if they don't!"

I knew that Gwen would go along with whatever I decided because I knew she loved me that much. I also knew I could force Judy into accepting my decision by ordering her to accept it in slut mode but, I wanted her to agree to whatever I wanted on her own. I couldn't deny that I wanted to fuck Samantha's beautiful black body again and as often as was practical but didn't want the two women I already shared a wonderful life with to be hurt if I agreed to let Samantha into our lives. Samantha picked that moment to lay the other bombshell on the three of us.

"I have another confession to make that might make your decision a little easier. My career as Dominique Devereux is about to take off. I've signed a four album deal with a major recording label and will be busy with recording and touring for the next three years at least. I don't want Brockton being raised in the back of a tour bus or in motel rooms with a nanny. Brock, will you take him and raise him with your other children. That way he can have a more normal childhood than I can give him. Please Brock; will you do this for me?"

"I would do it in a heartbeat if it was only up to me, Samantha, but Judy and Gwen have a say in what happens in this household and they would have to agree to take him open heartedly and not just to make me happy! It's gotten dark while we've been out here talking so let's go in the house so we can talk some more. Samantha, I'll show you to the den and you two can go to the kitchen and wait for me. Would you like something to drink, Samantha?"

"Water would be great, thanks Brock."

I saw Gwen nod her head yes as she arose and headed into the house. Judy led Samantha into our house as I followed behind them. I admired the sway of Samantha's ass as she walked in front of me into the house. My cock began to stiffen and I had to think of painful things to make it go back down. I hoped that I would be able to resurrect it later in the evening. I led Samantha into the den just as Gwen brought in a big pitcher of ice and water and a couple of glasses. I drank a glass with Samantha before heading to the kitchen. Judy began to speak even before I had sat down between her and Gwen.

"Brock, I know what you want to happen but have you thought it through? Brockton is a mixed race baby and that can be a problem around here. You and I both know there are still racist white men in the community that could start trouble if we take in your son!"

"Yes, I know but I also know that I have good friends in this community that will support us and help us protect our family! He's my son and I agree with Samantha that he needs as normal a childhood as he can get and that would be easier here than with Samantha! Gwen, what do you think?"

"I would love for him to be here! I love kids and would be as good to him as I am our own! I say we take him in and the outside world be damned!"

"I love you both and if that is what you want, I'll agree to it. I only wanted you both to think about the consequences that can arise from a decision like this." Judy said with reluctance in her tone. 

I pulled her into a hug and whispered into her ear. "We will make this work, I promise. I've never broken a promise to you yet, have I?"

"No Brock, you haven't and I trust you. I'm a little scared right now. Samantha is so beautiful and has such a powerful personality, I'm afraid she'll replace me in your heart! Please Brock, don't stop loving me!"

"Judy, baby, I could never stop loving you! You were my first love and always will be! If the four of us work together I know we can be a happy family!" I then gave Judy a kiss with as much love and passion as I could muster. I gave Gwen the same kiss and we three went to talk to Samantha in the den.

"Samantha, we would love to take Brockton into our family! I guess we need to talk about the other matters that go along with a situation like this."

"Brock, can that wait until tomorrow?! It's late; I'm tired, horny, and want to enjoy some time with the three of you in that king sized bed you all bragged about on the cruise. I brought some things with me in case you all agreed to take Brockton. If one of you will take him, I'll go get them from the car."

"Gwen, why don't you take him upstairs to your room? The crib is still in the corner up there, isn't it? Judy and I'll help Samantha."

"Please everybody start calling me Sam. Samantha is so pretentious. If I'm going to be part of the family, I need to fit in and not be treated as someone special."

Gwen took the baby with her upstairs while Judy and I went to help Sam carry in her things. I was shocked when I saw the whole back end of the SUV packed with suitcases and boxes.

"How long did you plan to stay, Sam? How did you know we'd agree to take Brockton in?"

"I have a month before I have to get back to LA and start recording the first album. I knew what kind of man you are, Brock, and knew you'd do the right thing. Can I stay with you all for the next month?"

"Yes, Sam you can!" Judy exclaimed before I could say anything. I could only hope that she had a plan for explaining Sam and Brockton's presence in our home to Jr. and the twins. Thankfully Sam had thought ahead and packed a suitcase and a box with Brockton's things for the night at the back of the SUV and those were all we carried in that night.

Brockton was still asleep in the crib across from the master suite and Gwen had brought the pair of baby monitors from out of the closet in that room and put fresh batteries in them. She was waiting on the three of us at the top of the stairs. Sam used a breast pump to pull enough milk from her 38 DD breasts so that anyone of us could feed the baby in the middle of the night.

I sat in the chair in the corner and watched as the three women pleasured each other with their mouths, tongues and fingers on our king sized bed. When they had came from each other's oral stimulation of each other, I went to the bed and climbed between Sam's legs and slammed my rock hard cock into her beautiful black body. We both came at the same instance ten minutes later and I took that as a sign that we were one with each other and everything would work out for my growing family. We all slept together that first night in the master suite's king sized bed. Gwen went and tended to Brockton when he started whimpering in the middle of the night. I and she were the only ones that awoke when he became restless and I couldn't get off the bed without waking Judy and Sam as they were laying on me in the middle of the bed. Gwen didn't return to the bed when she had Brockton settled down. I went back to sleep with thoughts of more chocolate colored kids from Sam and me running around our farm.

I don't know if it was the smell of coffee or the need to urinate that woke me the next morning, but I did awaken the two beautiful women still lying on top of me when I begin trying to get off the bed. It was 5 AM and my normal time to be getting up so I could work my farm. I left Sam and Judy in bed together and carried my clothes downstairs where I found Gwen already sitting at the kitchen table. Something in her expression told me she needed some TLC so I took her hand and led her to the bearskin rug in the living room and made love to her there assuring her that I still love her as much as I ever had. After our love making session, she fixed my breakfast and I went and started my work for the morning. I made her promise to call me when Sam and Judy were up so we could all get together to discuss our new situation. I had the cows fed and a couple of other small tasks completed when she called me two hours later. I walked from the barn back to the house with too many thoughts to list running through my head. I found the three women waiting on me in the living room. The baby was content playing with his toes on the bearskin rug.

"Brock, don't get mad, but we've been talking while you were outside working and think we have come up with a plan that will work and not require us to have to explain why Sam is living with us when she's not on the road or in a recording studio in LA." Judy said as soon as I was seated beside her.

"Okay, I'm listening and I'm not mad."

"Sam can buy the fifty acre farm beside us that you were going to buy. That way she'll have her own place and it won't look like she's living here even though she'd probably spend most of her time here with us. That would also give her and you someplace to go for some privacy. Gwen and I know how much it means to be with you alone and we want Sam to feel that too. The advance on her record deal would be a good down payment on it."

"I like the sound of it so far, but we'll kick in the money needed to buy it straight out without her having to take a loan out against it. It will be in her name with Brockton and any other children she and I have being the legal heirs to it. Does that sound okay to you three?"

"It sounds great to me, but there will be no more children from me, Brock. I had my tubes tied after Brockton was born. I can't afford another pregnancy with my music career starting to take off and one bout of natural childbirth is all I want to ever experience. I love you my handsome white devil, but you'll not be getting anymore pick-a-ninnies out of me!"

The three women sitting around me started laughing hysterically at Sam's remark, but I couldn't join in with their merriment. I had envisioned at least one if not two more children from my black goddess and was disappointed by what Sam had said. The ladies finally realized that I wasn't laughing with them and stopped laughing to look at me with concern on their faces.

"What's wrong, Brock? Didn't you think what Sam said was funny?" Judy asked of me as she took ahold of my left arm.

"No, I didn't think it was funny! I dreamed about Sam and I having another child together, maybe two! I'm a tad disappointed that it won't happen now! I love you all very much and wanted more children for us all to raise and love! What's done is done, but I'm angry with you, my beautiful black bitch! I might as well tell you right now what Gwen and Judy already know! I don't share my woman with other men, Sam, so if you truly want to be my woman you have to agree that me and only me gets to stick a dick into that body of yours! You can have all the women lovers you want when you're not with me, but the first time I find out you've been with another man, I'll kill you and him! You've seen the scars on Judy's body and know that I can and will do what I say I'll do!"

"Brock, I'm yours body and soul! I don't need or want any other man! I can relieve my sexual tensions with women when I'm not with you, no problem! I wasn't lying when I told you that you were the first man I'd been with in five years! I swear yours will be the only cock I let into my body from now until the day one of us dies!"

Brockton started crying at that moment and Sam went and picked him up. I asked her to let me do it when she said he needed changing. I grabbed his diaper bag and carried him and it to the first floor bathroom.

"Hey my little man, I'm your daddy. You're going to be living with me from now on. Mommies Gwen and Judy will take good care of you when Mommy Sam's not here. We all love you very much and won't let anything bad happen to you."

I stopped talking to him when I heard sniffling behind me. I finished changing him and turned to see which of my ladies was trying not to cry behind me. Sam was standing in the doorway with big tears running down her cheeks and ran to me when I opened my arms wide for her. She picked me up and began placing kisses all over my face much like she did the first time we met. I again marveled at how strong she was and wondered if my threat to kill her if she cheated on me was an idle one. She stood me back down on the floor and picked up her son and after we had left the bathroom we walked arm in arm back to the living room. We finalized the plans for Sam and Brockton to join our little family and everyone was happy with the plan we came up with.

Sam and I went to my lawyer on Monday and had him draw up a power of attorney for me to be able to conduct business around town for Sam when she was gone. We went to the realty company and made an offer on the farm next to mine and Judy's after I withdrew my offer on it. We started the paperwork that would make Sam the new owner of fifty acres that would be worked by me along with the 400 acres I was already working. I made her start a trust fund for BT as we had started calling Brockton when the kids returned from the grandparents. (Being ages 7 and 5, I'm sure they didn't understand that BT was only their half-brother because they kept saying how beautiful their new baby brother was even though he was "choc-la-T" in color as Jr. kept saying.) When I heard one old timer comment about me being in the company of a "uppity nigger woman", I started after him, but Sam held me back telling me he wasn't worth it and to let it go; she'd been called worse. 




Brock and Judy Ch. 05



We enjoyed the next twenty nine days before Sam had to leave. I had more sex in those twenty nine days than I could ever remember having before. Even with them pleasuring each other occasionally without me present, keeping up with three horny women was almost more than I could stand. Sam got to see the dark side of my personality when she joked that maybe I needed to rethink my conviction that I wouldn't share my women with other men. Up until that point she had manhandled me with ease but was surprised and frightened at how strong I got when I was angry. It took all three of them to calm me down before I hurt her bad without realizing I was doing it. She did have bruises on her arms and legs for the rest of her stay with us, but didn't want to back out of the plans we had been working on. She told me she loved me unconditionally and that meant taking the bad with the good. She promised never to joke like that again.

Everything went along fairly smoothly for our little family for the next twelve years. Sam as Dominique Devereux had a modest career in the music industry, making seven albums in all. None of her albums made the top fifty for the year they were released and none of her singles made it above thirty on the top fifty singles chart. She did manage to invest most of her earnings and semi-retired to her fifty acres in Tennessee. The four of us got together twice a month on weekends for the most exhausting sex sessions and I visited her in her bedroom alone once a week. Most everyone around town knew of the strange family situation the Henderson-White families were in, but very few had the stupidity to say anything where we could hear after the couple of fights I had got into over the years. There were always enough witnesses to back me up on the fact that I was provoked so I was never in trouble with the law.

Judy struggled with the fact that she was nearing fifty even though she was still a very beautiful and attractive woman. All four of us had kept ourselves in fairly good physical shape for our ages, but Judy went all out about six months before her fiftieth birthday. She had been helping out on the farm for the last fourteen years and had only a small belly from the physical labor, but still joined a gym. She lost the belly and toned up to the point that she looked thirty instead of fifty. She went to the beauty salon weekly for treatment on her blond but whitening hair. I kept telling her she was still beautiful and would be with white hair, but she wouldn't listen. I knew something was up when her habits changed three months after her fiftieth birthday.

Judy had begun leaving the house on Saturday around noon and not returning until after three. I used a non-descript white utility van that contractors like to use and that was registered to Sam to follow her one Saturday. I saw her pick up a young man and drive to an empty house the realty company was trying to sell. I knew without having to see or hear it that she was cheating on me again. I started formulating a plan to kill her and him that day and knew I'd do it the next Saturday. I went back to Sam's and told her what I had found out and what I planned to do. She tried to talk me out of it, but stopped when she saw it was doing no good.

The next Saturday morning I used my backhoe to dig a hole big enough for two cows to be buried in on Sam's property. I took two of my sickliest cows over next to the hole and killed them beside it. I drove to the house that Judy had been using for her affair and let myself into the garage using the people door to the side of the house. I walked to the bedroom where I could hear them fucking and walked right in through the open bedroom door. The man was fucking Judy doggie style and didn't know what hit him when I knocked him unconscious with the aluminum softball bat I had kept from my younger days. I hit Judy in the left temple with my fist, knocking her out also. I taped their mouths shut then taped their arms and legs together so they couldn't move if they awoke before I got back with the van. I raised the garage door beside the one Judy's car was behind and backed the van into the garage. I carried their still unconscious bodies to the van and laid them out in the back covering them with a tarp. I poured gasoline from the bedroom through the house to the garage and lit it on fire before pulling out of the garage, hitting the remote that I had programmed the door opener for earlier in the week. I drove the speed limit to Sam's barn and backed the van into the sound proof room she and I had worked on all week. I was going to talk to both my cheating wife and the poor unfortunate man who she had cheated on me with yet again.

"Hi, I'm Judy's husband and I'm going to kill both of you. Before I remove the tape from your mouth, I want you to understand something. You're way out in the country and this room is as sound proof as humanly possible so yelling and screaming isn't going to do you any good. You're the second man Judy has fucked outside our marriage and the third that I considered she cheated on me with. The second man is already dead and gone so I'm capable and willing to kill you so pleading won't to you any good. This can be painful or as relatively painless as I can make it, it's up to you. Start screaming and yelling and I'll hurt you bad before I kill you. Be calm, answer my questions truthfully, and I promise to make it quick and relatively painless. Nod your head yes if you understand." I told the unknown to me man taped to the chair inside Sam's barn. 

He nodded yes so I removed the tape from his mouth. I hit him in the stomach with all I had when he began to yell and he vomited on the floor in front of him from the blow. I yanked his head back by his hair and snarled into his face.

"I don't want to hurt you if I don't have to so calm down before I really start hitting you and I guarantee it will hurt!"

I felt him relax when I relaxed my grip on his hair.

"What's your name, stud?"

"Kevin Blazer."

"Well Kevin, was my middle aged wife's pussy worth your life?"

"Middle aged? She told me she was thirty and that's only a couple of years older than I am. I wouldn't have had anything to do with her if I'd known she was that old!"

"So you're saying my wife's not hot enough for a young stud like you! If I hadn't already decided to kill you for fucking her, I'd have to kill you now for disrespecting her! My wife, the cheating whore, was the most beautiful woman I'd ever met when we married and is still the second most beautiful woman I know personally so don't be putting her down because she's over fifty! I saw the wedding band on your finger so why did you cheat with my wife? Don't you love your wife or are you a serial cheater?"

"Look at her, she's one of the most beautiful women I've ever met! I love my wife and I'm not a serial cheater! This is the first time I've ever done this and I promise it'll be the last if you let me go! My wife and daughter need me! What's going to happen to them if you kill me?"

"I can't let you go because I promised Judy I'd kill her and the man she cheated on me with if she ever cheated again. You saw the scars on her breasts and belly! She got those for giving the second guy hand jobs! Hand jobs! You had your cock in her pussy and probably her other bodily orifices too! I have always kept my promises to Judy so you both must die! Don't worry about your wife and child; I'll make sure they're both taken care of for the rest of my life!"

I took the syringe with the bovine tranquilizer in it from the pouch hanging beside his head. It had enough in it to knock out two one ton bulls so it should kill poor Kevin fairly quickly. I stabbed the needle into the side of his neck and pushed the plunger down, injecting the drug into his body before he knew what was happening. He was unconscious seconds after the injection and dead five minutes later. I had turned my attention to my still beautiful but weak willed wife with sadness in my heart.

"Why did you do this, Judy?" I asked her after I removed the tape from her mouth.

"Oh Brock, I don't know if I can make you understand! I was feeling so old and unattractive right before turning fifty! After I got back into shape and the men started looking at me with lust in their eyes again, it went to my head. I had to see if I could get a young stud to want me, but I never meant to cheat on you I swear. I was going to stop before it got that far, but Kevin really wanted me and it made me feel good knowing how much he did want me. After the first time we fucked, I couldn't stop fucking him. You saw his cock! It felt so good inside of me and reminded me of the big cocks I use to fuck before I met you! Brock, please don't kill me! I still love you and I'm sorry I hurt you again! Please let me live so I can make it up to you!"

"I'm sorry Judy, but I can't forgive you this time! I have to keep my promise to you or it will be the second time that I didn't keep it! Good bye my first love! We'll probably meet again in hell when I die!" I plunged the second syringe into Judy's upper arm and watched with tears in my eyes as she took her last breath. 

I cut their dead bodies loose from the chairs and lay them on a couple of old sheets from our king sized bed. I wrapped them up and placed them back into the van for the short drive to the hole I'd already prepared. I used a set of pulleys to lower first their bodies and then the cows down into the hole as gently as possible. No one could see the two human bodies at the bottom of the hole underneath the bodies of the cows. My plan to get away with the murders might backfire on me, but it was the best plan I could come up with in a week. I used the front bucket on my backhoe to push the dirt back into the hole on top of the four carcasses at its bottom. I drove the van to my barn and would start dismantling it the next day. I hoped to have it gone from my property before the authorities came to search it as they undoubtedly would after the disappearance of Judy and Kevin Blazer became apparent. I walked dejectedly to the house and let Sam and Gwen comfort me as best they could.

I reported Judy missing on Sunday morning and was informed that her being an adult there was nothing the sheriff could do until she had been gone for forty eight hours. I called back on Monday afternoon when the forty eight hours were up and the deputy who the receptionist transferred me to filled out the report. Having removed the plates and all paperwork from the glove compartment of her car, the sheriff hadn't recognized the burned out hulk of her car in the garage of the house that had burnt over the weekend. He did come and talk to me when the VIN number identified it as Judy's car. I told him I didn't know why her car had been in the garage of that particular house and that it was one that she was trying to sell. With the house being so isolated and far from the fire station, it had burned all the way to the ground because it was too far gone for the fire department to save when they got there.

Judy and Kevin had been gone for two months before the sheriff came back with a warrant to search my property. Sam had moved in with me and Gwen by that time and refused the sheriff's request to search her property. When the sheriff hadn't found anything out of the ordinary outside the fact that Sam had moved in with Gwen and me, he left and tried to get a warrant for Sam's property. None of the judges would grant the warrant citing no probable cause. Everyone in town had known Sam and I had a relationship before Judy's disappearance and the judges didn't think her moving in with me was unusual.

I had sent Gwen to get to know Kevin Blazer's widow, Shauna, and our children and her daughter became playmates for each other. I gradually worked my way into her life and she began accepting my help with her money and other problems. It was eight months after her husband's disappearance before she let me into her bed and another two before she joined Sam and Gwen in my bed for the first time. She and her daughter Kaitlin moved in with us a year later. Shauna gave me another son, Jonathan, ten months later so I went and had a vasectomy after she told us she was pregnant. After they had been missing for seven years, we were able to have Judy and Kevin declared legally dead. I continued to live with my beautiful women in relative peace for the next twenty years.

I am seventy years old now and with the help of the little blue pill, able to still have sex at least once a week with the three women that share my home. BT lives in his mother's house with his wife and two children and farms mine and his land and still profitably, too. Brock Jr. manages the realty company and has never married though he does have two beautiful women who live with him and have for the last twelve years. He doesn't want kids and lucked out in finding two women who shared in that desire. Jonathan is in college and wants to be a lawyer for some strange reason. All three of my daughters (Yes, I consider Kaitlin as my daughter.) are married and know that daddy won't stand for them being cheaters so hopefully they'll be faithful to their husbands who also know that their father can and will make them disappear if they ever cheat on his daughters. 

The sheriffs that have come and gone all suspect me in the disappearance of Judy and Kevin, but can't prove it and have stopped trying to get that proof. I have prayed for the Lord to forgive me for being a serial killer, but still believe I'll end up in hell where I'm sure Judy is. I know in my heart that God hates cheaters and that's where she ended up. 

I've enjoyed a good life outside of having a cheating slut for my wife and only God knows how much longer I will get to enjoy it. Sometimes I think I should have divorced Judy the first time she cheated, but then I think back at how that first betrayal changed my life so completely and decide I wouldn't change a thing if I could go back and do it. Whether you agree with me or not, love is a strange but wonderful thing and I did it all for love.

 The End