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A Very Lucky Husband Ch. 01

By: happywifey



"I can't believe I am even thinking about this" Mike's said outloud to the empty car as he dialed the phone. 

After a few rings, a cheerful "I MISS YOU!!!!" rang out. Mike's stomach sank as some guilt settled in, and he very nearly backed out. But the anticipation and hope of things to come took over. "I miss you, too, Baby" Mike responded to his loving wife but pushed forward before he could back out, "But I have some bad news. The late shift guy called off today, so I have to work. Hopefully not the full shift, but at least a little". He could tell from her response Leslie was disapointed, but he knew tonight was the only night he could do this if he wanted to. And he definitely wanted to. 

Mike and Leslie have been together 6 years, married for 5. With two young children at home, you would think things would have slowed down in the bedroom, but if anything they have gotten better. They grew closer as a couple, and with that growth came an increased trust and love for eachother. But it also meant longer and longer of being with the same person. Mike had to admit, if you were going to be with just one woman for the rest of your life, Leslie was the perfect woman to be with. Tall and curvy. The funniest woman he had ever met. Smart and witty. She was over 7 years younger then him, having begun their relationship shortly after she turned 18, but it progressed so naturally. The only issue they ever had was her jealousy. 

Leslie couldn't stand the thought of him even looking at other women. And while she in the past loved watching porn(and had a nice collection of it herself), Mike hadn't always been the most discreet or thoughtful. It took him a while before he realized what he was losing, and he definitely smartened up. And once he showed her how he could be trusted, things got oh so much better. 

It started slowly. Leslie started turning porn on more often and going down on him while he watched it. Pretty soon she was encouraging him to talk to other girls online while she went down on him. One night, she really surprised him by pulling him into the bedroom. She turned the light off, and started talking dirty to him, one of her favorite things to do. But this time instead of talking about them, or a threesome with another girl, she was talking just about him and another girl. She asked him to tell her about a girl from his past that he wanted to be with, what he wanted to do to her, and how badly he wanted it. Before he knew it, he was sliding his cock into her from behind picturing it being this hottie from his past. Leslie and Mike went wild for eachother the next few days. Talking about women from his past that he wanted to fuck, and Leslie would spread her legs for him and let him indulge his fantasy. Pretty soon things were progressing further again. Leslie would start pointing out hot girls while they were out. Then when they got home, Mike would fuck her while she described really hot scenes of Mike and these other women. 

It wasn't too much longer until things tapered off a bit. Real life got in the way, the way real life often does. And though Leslie never went back to her jealous ways, she wasn't exactly shoving it in his face either. She would wait, hoping he was going to say something about it again, but Mike didn't. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and really wanted to get things started again. 

One night, as they were relaxing, Leslie brought up how long it had been since he had talked to another woman online. And how much she loved watching him stroke his cock while talking dirty to this stranger. And just like that, they were back into things. Leslie often talking about how great it would be to have a threesome. But Leslie was insatiable. Pretty soon the thrill of talking about a threesome wore off, and she started thinking about them having an actual girlfriend. She gently brought the subject up to Mike. At first he dismissed the idea. A girlfriend involved time and feelings. Something he didn't think he had for anyone but Leslie. But she eventually convinced him of how amazing it could be, and to at least be open to the idea. 

But, in true Leslie fashion, soon this wasn't enough. Soon she was talking about just him having a girlfriend. Someone to talk to, laugh with, and sleep with. And soon enough they were talking about him loving another woman. Leslie couldn't get enough. She loved hearing Mike talk about how much he wanted to be with other women. Feeling him pounding her pussy while he pictured another woman. Even after he finished, they would spend hours talking and stroking, playing and coming. Her often squirting uncontrollably all over his hand or mouth. But they never took it past talking.... Well, that she knew off. 

What Leslie didn't know is that Mike had been talking to someone local online. One night after she fell asleep on the couch, he was about to log off line, when he received an IM.

"IzaBee90: Hi, there"

"MFM79: Hey, how are you?"

"IzaBee90: Great. Bored. How are you?"

"MFM79: Same. What are you up to tonight?"

"IzaBee90: Just sitting around. You?"

"MFM79: Same. "

Mike very nearly exited out. It was late and he hated these conversations that went no where. The kind where a woman is in a chat room, and then makes you work for it to talk to them. And god forbid you say anything dirty. Thankfully her next IM came through before he did. 

"IzaBee90: I'm so horny. I just moved here for college, and haven't met anyone yet. All I do is go to school and go to work."

"MFM79: Hmmmm, maybe I can help you with that. Tell me about yourself". 

"IzaBee90: Well, I am short, only 5'2", dark wavy hair to my lower back, 110 lbs, nice round ass, and uhhhh.... Pretty large chest."

"MFM79: How large?"

"IzaBee90: 34 D"

"MFM79: Sounds really good."

"IzaBee90: Thanks. Hmmmm, what else? I am 19. A college Sophmore. I work as a bartender whenever I can. You know, the whole poor college student thing, haha."

"MFM79: 19, huh? Uh oh. I think I might be a little too old for you. I am 30"

"IzaBee90: Nope, not too old at all. I told you, I don't really know a lot of people, and age doesn't really phase me"

Mike wasn't stupid. He knew people lied a lot online. But he didn't really care since it was just talking. They kept talking, for hours actually, until he finally had to pry himself away. But the next day he kept thinking about her. She had confessed that she wasn't very experienced with sexual things. She grew up in a really conservative home. And most of her experience was quick backseat fumbling, or more recently reading and chatting online. And if there was one thing Mike loved, it was teaching. 

They kept talking almost everynight. Sometimes sexual, other times just chatting about their day. They knew they weren't far from eachother, just a couple towns, and the more they chatted, the more tempted Mike was to do anything. But as open as things had become for Leslie and MIke, he hadn't been able to bring himself to tell her about Izabell. He didn't quite know why. But he was pretty sure it was the thrill. The chase, the secrets, the sneaking. The combination of all of it, and just how incredible Izabell seemed, was an intoxicating mix. Before too long, Iza and Mike started talking during the day. It started out with just him logging on to chat on his phone during his lunch. Then his breaks and lunch. And then he found himself leaving himself logged into chat on his phone all day. He just couldn't get enough. She would message him when she got up in the morning with how wet she was. He would sneak off to the bathroom to relieve himself while she described what she was doing to herself in excruciatingly sexy detail. 

The weeks passed, and as amazing as things were going, Mike knew he wanted more. Iza and him had rarely talked about meeting. They talked about what they would do to eachother, but never when or where. Mike was hesitant to push things further. Partially out of fear of scaring her off, and partially out of fear of finding out that she isn't who she said she was. But he knew it couldn't go on like this for long. The late night talks, the sneaky stroking while she describes the wet tightness of her pussy. And when he and Leslie did have sex, he couldn't stop picturing Izabell. Which, he had to admit, might not be the worst thing ever, since he found himself pounding Leslie's pussy like he couldn't get it in deep enough. 

Mike knew he had to pull back, though. As much as he loved talking to Iza, it was getting to be too much. He was spending so much time thinking about her. And taking some pretty big risks talking to her as much as he was. Plus, Leslie wasn't frigid in bed. She liked it nightly, at least once, and it was definitely no small come. Mike just wasn't sure how much longer he could keep this up. Everday he told himself there was no way he was going to sneak away the way he had been. But everyday she said something that turned him on so bad he couldn't help it. Leslie was smart, and he had a feeling she knew something was up, but thankfully she didn't push it. He knew for sure she didn't know how far things were going. Mike knew if he was smart, he would stop talking to her. Atleast cut the time in half. He intended to tell her this, too. Yup. He definitely INTENDED to. That was until they actually started talking. 

"IzaBee90: Hey Babe! How are you?"

"MFM79: Uhhhh, pretty good. How are you?"

"IzaBee90: NERRRRVVVOOOUUUUSSSS!!!"

"MFM79: Why? What's up?"

"IzaBee90: Well, you know how I really like you, right?"

"MFM79: Uh huh" 

The nervous pit sat in Mike's stomach like a lead weight. 

"IzaBee90: Well, I was thinking...."

"MFM79: Yeeesssss???"

"IzaBee90: I want to send you a picture. And maybe get one from you"

Unfortunately, this did nothing to get rid of the weight Mike was feeling. Did he want to see her? What if she wasn't anything close to as she described? Not just would it be a turn off, but how could he talk to someone who would lie like that? Although it would help him break away. Plus, could he really say no? His curiousity got the better of him. 

"MFM79: Yes, that would be great"

"IzaBee90: Ok, here goes."

While the picture screen loaded up and said it was receiving, Mike nervously fidgeted. He wasn't sure how he would respond when his fantasy girl wasn't a fantasy anymore. Or what he would do if she was the opposite of how she described herself. He knew all along that she had to be fake, she was definitely too good to be true. And once the picture loaded up, he saw she had been lying. She was even more gorgeous then she described. There was no way this was for real. Regardless, a deal was a deal, and he sent his picture. He all of a sudden got very nervous thinking about what she would think. He was attractive enough. Leslie went crazy telling him how hot and sexy he was. But if Iza really looked like that, then would she want to talk to him still? All of a sudden Mike felt back in middle school, trying to work up the courage to pass the cute girl a note. 

"IzaBee90: You look exactly like a pictured you! So sexy and manly. I love your beard! I am not normally a facial hair kind of gal, but it is hot!"

Mike couldn't believe it. This gorgeous goddess was telling him how sexy he was. Once again Mike was left wondering if her photo was a random one picked off an internet search. Soon, that would be answered.

"IzaBee90: Earth to MIke?? You haven't said anything! Did you not like my picture?"

"MFM79: No, I loved it. You are gorgeous!"

"IzaBee90: Really? Thank you. I was thinking now that we exchanged pics, you might want to talk on cam sometime?" 

Well, that has to be a good sign, thought MIke. If it weren't really her, why would she offer to get on cam? 

"MFM79: Yeah, that would be awesome. It would just have to be later tonight, if that is ok?"

"IzaBee90: Yeah, that would be perfect. Gives me time to get ready. I should go study and get ready. I can't wait!!!"

IzaBee90 has logged off.

Mike sat and looked at the screen for a while. Was he really about to do this? All of a sudden he remembered his vow to pull back. Just this one time, he said. Just once, get it out of my system, and then I will tell her we can't talk anymore. But even as he said it, he knew that wasn't true. Try as he might, she was in his head. And, if he were being completely honest, he wasn't even sure he wanted her out. 

Shortly thereafter, Mike feigned a yawn, and said he was tired. Leslie came upstairs with him, and the snuggled and talked about their days. And when she reached for him, as she always does, he resisted, saying he wasn't feeling well. Thankfully Leslie accepted this, and snuggled in, and shortly feel asleep. As MIke got up to go downstairs, his anticipation high, he stumbled, nearly knocking over the fan. My steady it, holding his breath waiting for his wife's questioning voice, but was greeted with her soft sleeping snores. He had never been more thankful of her heavy sleeping. Once, he finally got downstairs he waited, expecting to hear the creak of the floor as his wife got up, but once again, just silence. He logged on to the instant messenger, happy to see she was already on. 

"IzaBee90: Hey there, Sexy Man"

"MFM79: Hi, Gorgeous"

"IzaBee90: Are you ready for this? I am so excited!"

"MFM79: Me, too. I am sending the video request."

Cam request sent to IzaBee90....

At the last second Mike decided the cover the lens, just in case. A wasted effort, because when the screen loaded, there she was. It wasn't a scam. She wasn't a liar. She was amazing. 

"Hey, can you hear me?" Iza's sexy voice floated in the air. 

"Yes, can you hear me?" Mike softly spoke.

"Yes, but you are talking so quietly. Is she not asleep?" Iza knew about Leslie. And thoguh she never pictured herself talking to intimately to a married man, it fit. She didn't have time for the demands and fuss of a traditional relationship. And she trusted MIke that they were open. She asked him before why he didn't just tell her, but he didn't really have an answer. She was pretty sure he just liked the excitement. Since she didn't think things would ever get as far as they had, she had never really pushed. And now it just seemed.... Right. 

"No, she is, I just don't want to wake her. This is just.... Perfect"

"So what do you think?" Iza asked as she stood up. It was then that Mike looked and actually saw what she was wearing. And then he tried to swallow past the huge lump in his throat. Which was nothing compared to the one in his boxers he was desperatly trying to hide. 

"You look amazing. I can't believe you remembered." Long ago, in one of the first conversations, Mike had mentioned to Iza about his love of school girl outfits. And seeing her in her knee high socks, very short red plaid skirt, and very sheer white tshirt, he had never seen it look better. Her amazing body, covered in that hot outfit, her tossled hair, and naturally beautiful and innocent face looked way better then any of the jaded overly made up women you normally see trying to pull off the look. 

"YAY! I am so happy you like it!" She said bouncing a little, giving him a nice show of that chest. And though her tits weren't overly huge, on her small frame they looked so much bigger. He could see her hard nipples straining through the sheer t shirt, which also showed him that she wasn't wearing a bra. And it was obvious by how perky they were, that one was not always needed. 

"I definitely do. I especially like that little bounce you were doing" Mike said as she bounced some more for him, both of them laughing. 

"What else do you want me to do for you?" Izabell asked as she brought her knees up, giving him a perfect view of her plain, yet incredibly sexy, red panties. 

"Oh, I can think of a few things..." Mike said as he slowly brought the lap top down, showing off his rock hard dick. He held his breath, waiting for a response. Immedietly Iza's hand went down to her panties, slowing rubbing up and down through the fabric. Eventually, her legs relaxed to the side showing of her panty clad pussy better. 

"Oh my god, you are the hottest thing I have ever seen" Mike told her as he watched her hand slowly teasing herself. Iza bit her lip, partially because she was so turned on, and partially because she wanted to ask if she was hotter then his wife. She didn't know how he would feel about that, and she defintely didn't want to put a stop to things. 

"Thank you. So is that for me?" She asked teasingly. "Can I..... Can I see it out of the boxers?" She asked, blushing. 

Slowly, Mike slid his boxers down, as his sizable cock sprung free, as if to show it's happiness to stretch out. 

"Oh GAWD, that looks sooooo good" She said and her hand started rubbing faster. 

"Your turn now, Sweetie", Mike softly said. "Take your shirt off."

Izabell stood up, slowly stretching and making a presentation of it. Bending over then reaching her hands over her head and arching her back. Then slowly she pulled her shirt over her head, letting her tits bounce as they were freed. She started to pull her skirt down when Mike stopped her. "Leave it on" He said. "I like it"

"Ok, Baby, whatever you want."

"Anything?" Mike questioned. He wanted to do so much, but at the same time didn't want things to be over. And he definitely didn't want to scare her away. 

"Would I have worn this if I wasn't willing? So, what do you want, Baby? What can I do for you?" The sexy way she said it was almost too much for MIke. He could tell she was trying to be confident and sexy, but the break in her voice and the fidgetting hands were a giveaway that she was as nervous as him. Not just was she incredibly sexy, but oh so sweet and endearing. 

"Can I see your pussy? Will you pull your panties to the side for me?" He quietly asked. Iza bit her lip and nodded slowly, before spreading her legs again, this time pulling her panties to the side. She looked so soft and smooth. 

"I thought you said you were just trimmed?"

"I was. But I, uh... I knew you liked totally smooth. I am sad I didn't do this earlier. It is so smooth and nice feeling. I can't help but rub it." 

"Mmmmmm. I almost don't even know what to say." MIke answered honestly. A mulitude of feelings swirled around. Pride that she is that interested. Horny as hell at that gorgeous shaved pussy on the screen in front of him. And something more. Warmth. It was more then just the flattery of first the outfit, and now the shaved pussy for him. The warmth of her remembering those details. And that she went through the work of putting this together. A quick flash of his early promise to pull away ran through his mind, but quickly left. He was long gone, and he knew it. And yet, it didn't seem to bother him as much as it had before. "So you like to rub it now?"

"Oh yeah! It is really smooth! And I can feel the wetness so much better."

"Show me" Mike said. He tried to control his tone, and make it sound more like a polite request, but even with the effort, he knew it came out more like a command.

"Yes, Sir!" Izabell responded with a mock salute, half joking if it weren't for the heat in her eyes. Iza spread her legs further now, pulling her panties over as she slowly and gentley rubbed her pussy up and down. "Like this?" She asked. She wanted things to be perfect, and had never done anything like this for anyone else. 

"Yes. Oh, that looks so good. I wish that was me touching you. Do you want to go faster? Or harder?" 

"Yes, but the panties"

"Take them off" Mike interupted. Iza stood up and hooked her fingers in her panties. then she turned around, back as close to the camera as possible before bending over and sliding her panties down. The position gave MIke a perfect view of her round ass, puckered hole, and the shiny wetness of already very damp pussy. "Baby, I have to warn you, this is not going to last as long as I would like..."


A Very Lucky Husband Ch. 01



"That's ok, Sweetie, it is not going to last long over here either." Iza responded as she sat back down, spreading her legs nice and wide now. Mike couldn't believe how tight she looked, so smooth and wet. 

"God, I wish I was there" he said, finally allowing himself to slowly stroke his dick. 

"I do, too" she said as her hand started rubbing her clit faster. Her other hand worked its way up to her tit, rubbing it and flicking her nipple. 

"Slide your fingers in, Baby. Picture it being my cock"

"I have never done more then one finger before. Want me to try?" 

"Do whatever you want, whatever feels good. Can you do me one favor though?"

"Anything" Iza answered, and meant it. She couldn't think of anything she wouldn't do for him right now. 

"I know this might sound weird, but can you get the cam closer to your pussy? And use your fingers to spread your lips nice and wide, just for a second?" With a little smile she grabbed the cam and gave him a nice close up. She was so pink and wet, with such a tiny tight pussy. No wonder she couldn't use more then once finger. She got things settled again, and saw that he was stroking himself faster now. "Oh god Baby, that looks so hot. So much easier for me to picture being inside of now. So tight and pink and hot. " 

Iza went back to fingering herself, following Mike's rhythm. She knew he was trying to prolonge coming. But she also knew there was no way she could much longer. "Baby, I am about to come..." She warned. "Oh god, Baby, fuck me harder. Please, Baby. I can't take it anymore. Please fuck me faster." She fought to keep her eyes open as she watched him stroking his cock faster and faster. 

"Oh Iza. Oh god Sweetie it feels so good. You look so good. I. I'm gonna come, too. Come for me, Sweetie. Come all over me" he demanded. 

And with that she lost it. He watched her squirt all over her hand. And all over the chair. There was so much. So much he wished was all over his cock and balls. He couldn't take it anymore, and soon he was squirting his come. He tried to control it, but it shot all over, including right on the cam. 

"Hahaha, I feel like you just came on my face"

"Oh, don't joke, that just might happen!"

"Promise??"

They continued on like this for a while. Laughing and joking, talking about everything and nothing. Finally she forced herself away. 

"I have to get to bed, I have a test tomorrow. That also means I can't spend the whole class chatting like I normally do. So I guess this is it until after I get out of work tomorrow." Mike swallowed down his disappointment. And even though she sounded happy, he could swear she was disappointed, too. They said their goodnights and he headed up to bed. 

Though it was late, he tossed and turned thinking things over. And as he went over every detail, he felt himself getting harder and harder until it became clear that a release was definitely needed. He reached over to his sleeping wife, gently strocking her sizable tit in his hand, snuggling up behind her to press his hardon against her ass. Though she was much taller and thicker then Iza, she was still very sexy. He just held her for a couple minutes, thinking about how much he loved her. He felt a sudden twinge of guilt as he questioned why he was doing this stuff with Iza. Leslie was an amazing woman. A very sexual and sensual woman. She was smart and sexy, funny and witty. A total package. But as wonderful as she was, she was still just one woman. And when, though she would be enough for most men, the longer they have been together, the more he has yearned to feel a nice new pussy around his dick. To feel the pussy spread as he slide his dick in, and tighten as she came. He was happy, happier then he could imagine being, but he was being offered more. And who was he to say no? 

Thinking about the new pussy made him harder and harder. He grabbed Leslie's hip and pulled her ass closer, reaching around to play with her clit. Soon she was moaning and pressing back against him. He slid his cock into her pussy while they laid there, slowly getting it nice and wet. He started kissing her neck, and playing with her tits. 

"Oh god, Mike, I want you so bad. Please, fuck me harder" Leslie moaned. It reminded him of what Iza was saying earlier and he started picturing that tight pussy. He pulled Leslie up on her knees entering her from behind. His mind immedietly went back to Izabell's pussy, spread so wide for him. And then he thought of her ass when she had bent over taking off her panties. That tight hole looking so inviting. He didn't think twice before pulling out of Leslie's pussy and slamming his dick into her tight ass. She screamed out from the shock of it, but he felt her come gush all over the bed. He didn't bother going slow. He knew how Leslie liked it fast and hard, no matter which hole. Pounding faster and faster he pictured Iza beneath him. Screaming and moaning. He pictured that he was fucking her pussy and it was this tight. And as he felt his wife's come squirt again, he let loose, spraying his come into his wife's tight ass, wishing more than anything that it was Iza he was fucking right then. He hugged his wife close. Kissing her and thanking her. Falling asleep with a smile on his face as he thought about what a lucky man he was. 

The next morning, MIke got up and checked his email and read the news before work. As he was reading, an IM popped up. 

"IzaBee90: Hey Baby, I was hoping to catch you on!"

Cam request sent to IzaBee90....

"Oh, YAY, I get to see you before I run off to my test."

"Yeah, how is your morning goi......" Mike trailed off as he saw she was sitting there naked.

"Hehehe, I guess you like my morning outfit? You caught me right as I was getting dressed."

"Looks like I got on right on time. So uh, nervous about your test?"

"Yeah, and unfortunately I am running late. So sorry Babe, but I gotta run!"

"OK, Good luck" 

"One last thing, Mike....." She said as she moved her cam in nice and close to her pussy again, then pulled it away before doing a little tit bounce and logging off. Mike logged off before heading upstairs, hoping the time in the shower might give him time to cool down, but it had the opposite effect. Instead he was picturing having her all wet and slippery, lifting her up and fucking her up against the wall. Before long he was spraying his come all over. 

The next few days passed much in the same way. Any thought Mike had had of pulling away was long gone. They chatted all day still, and chatted on cam at night. He even started sneaking away earlier in the evening to go upstairs and chat with her. One day when they were talking while Mike was at work, Iza had to go run errands. Before Mike even had time to be sad about it, she sent him her cell number and asked him to text her. Mike hesitated for a second before send the first message. And he was glad he had. Instead of a regular text back, he received a hot photo of her spread for him, her tight pussy once again on display up close. And so started their phone chatting. He would call her and talk on his way home from work. Soon he began calling her on his breaks and at lunch after he got off the phone with his wife, to hear her voice. Always so sweet and so happy to hear from him. 

As time went on, Mike found himself splitting his time more evenly between Leslie and Iza, where it had once been Leslie 90% of the time. But he couldn't seem to help himself. She was so sweet, and willing to learn. She had opened up so much more to him. And though it had been a couple months since they started chatting, he never got tired of talking to her or seeing her. Especially when she would spread her legs for him and touch herself. Mike knew his feelings were going way past just sexual, but he couldn't seem to pull away. He also knew he wouldn't be satisfied with things the way they were for long.



A Very Lucky Husband Ch. 02



"You think we should do what?" Mike stammered, not quite sure he had heard her correctly. 

"I think we should meet. In real life. I want to touch you. And have you touch me. I thought that was something you wanted, too?" Izabell pouted on cam. He let his guard down for a second and she recognized the look on Mike's face, and knew she had him. He fake pouted and pretended to think things over. 

"Well, if I say yes, what do I get?" Mike asked, really laying it on thick. 

"Hmmmm, well, I dunno. I mean there is my young 19 year old body. But you wouldn't want that...." She said with a little wiggle. "I guess I could be your play thing. Let you do what you want with me." 

"Ok, I guess. If I have to" Mike said with a dramatic sigh. "I have to go, but I will think about how we can work this." 

"Ok, Baby. I miss you. I'll be thinking of you in the shower" Iza teased with a giggle. 

Hmmmmm, well this is something new, Mike thought to himself. Of course he had thought about how and when they could meet. But he honestly didn't think she would ever go for it. But now that she had suggested it, he couldn't slow his heart down. Could he actually do it? He hadn't been with anyone but Leslie in so long. But this gorgeous 19 year old woman is offering herself up to him? Could he say 'No'? Did he even want to? Things were so good. What if it ruined them? Even as he tried to think about it rationally, he knew he was going to. He was hooked. And he had to have her. 

Just thinking about it, the anticipation and excitement growing, along with his dick. He slowly made his way up to bed. His wife sleeping soundly next to him, he tried to think of when the soonest he could be with Iza was. He started wondering if now wasn't the perfect time to tell Leslie about her. Not all the details, and not telling her how long they have been talking, but just to get some more freedom. But he knew he couldn't. Even if he could keep some of it a secret, it wasn't enough. He loved Leslie, and love her enthusiasm for their sex life, but it was nice to have Iza all to himself. And as much as he has fantasized about having a threesome, he didn't want to share Iza. An unusual feeling, but not unpleasant. He was thinking about how perfect everything was going, and how happy he was. His hand slid down to his hard on, and he slowly started stroking it, picturing Iza and Leslie together. Them laughing and hugging. Hugs quickly turning to light carresses which quickly give way to passionate embrasses. Iza's hands exploring his wife's womanly body as his wife's tongue explores the nubile teen. Slowly Leslie slides down his young lovers body positioning her face just inches from her dripping pussy. And with gentle teaching and guiding from him, she finally lowers her tongue to that young tight pussy. Teasing and nibbling. Watching Iza arch her hips to get closer to Leslie's mouth. Finally Leslie breaks, burrying her face as deep as she can while he positions himself behind his wife, sliding his cock into her dripping pussy. Fucking her harder and faster, pushing her face deeper into Iza's cunt. The sounds of Iza's screams and Leslie's muffled screams filling the room. Mike pictures sliding out of his wife, and slapping her ass hard. THWACK! THWACK! He moves up the bed pulling her up by her hair, and positioning himself over Iza's waiting pussy. He grabs his wife and positions her over pussy over Iza's mouth, telling Iza to use her thumbs to open Leslie's pussy lips and how to tease her clit and hole so good. And then, finally, he pictured sliding his cock into Iza's wet pussy. Playing with her nipples, lowering his head to lick and bite them as he slid his cock in and out. Making eye contact with his wife as slammed his cock into this young hotties tight hole. 

That image, the image of his wife watching as he fucked this gorgeous teen was just too much for him. Thankful that his wife was sleeping on her back, so warm and inviting looking, he spread her legs, and slid his hardness into her. He knew he had to go slow or things would be over fast, but before long his wife was trembling and squirting all over him. And that was all he could take, flipping her over to fuck her hard and fast from behind before eventually filling her pussy with his thick sticky come. Once again he held her and fell into a restful sleep with the knowledge of what a lucky man he was. 

The next day he filled Iza in on his plan. She was so giddy. Mike couldn't believe she was as excited as he was. And Iza couldn't believe she would finally get to touch that cock she has been lusting after. At school and work she got hit on constantly. But she dismissed all of them. Her friends questioned her on her lack of interest, but she blamed the stress of school and work. In reality, she knew there was no one else she wanted to spend the time with. And she wasn't lying to her friends. School and work were a lot to handle, which is why the relaxed fun she had with Mike was perfect. But the playful chatting and teasing wasn't enough now. Izabell couldn't get Mike off her mind. She loved talking to him, loved that he took the time to listen to her, and absolutely loved his gentle yet forceful way of teaching. She was learning so much from their conversations. And she couldn't wait to learn more. 

The next few days dragged on for both Mike and Iza. The countdown was on until their meet up. They decided to just meet up at Iza's house and not waste anytime at dinner or a bar. Everything was set, Mike thought to himself as he hung up with Leslie. He could tell she was disappointed, but he would make it up to her later. He knew he wanted this so bad. And if he let this opportunity pass, he knew he would always regret it. Mike drove the rest of the way to Iza's in silence, his mind racing. This was it, he thought, as he pulled into the drive way. He took a second to try to calm his nerves, before opening the door. Before he had the chance to get halfway up the path, the door flung open, and Iza, gorgeous young Iza, was running to meet him, jumping into his arms.

"Baby, you are here! I am so excited! You are finally here!" She screamed as she hugged him tight, wrapping her legs around him. Using her amazing ass to hold her up, Mike carried her inside, worried of what he might do right on her lawn. When they got inside, Iza tried to untangle herself from him, but Mike held her close, loving the feeling of having her in his arms. Finally letting her go, she slide her body down his, until her feet touched the ground. She stood there for a minute, them looking eachother over, smiles so wide they looked like their faces would crack in half. The playful happiness in their eyes quickly turned to heat, the heat quickly turning to raw lust. And without another word they were in each others arms. They couldn't seem to get close enough, kissing deeper and pulling eachother close. Mike wrapped his arms around Iza sliding his hands down to that amazing round ass, pulling her closer, making sure she could feel and knew what she was going to him. They never talked about how far things would go. But right now, it seemed obvious what they both wanted. 

Iza finally broke the kiss, and breathlessly whispered "The bedroom is right up to the left". And that was all Mike needed to hear. He picked her up my her ass, as she wrapped her legs around him, pressing her pussy against his rock hard cock. "God, I can't wait." Mike carried her upstairs, and tried to put her down on the bed, but Iza wouldn't let go. The fell, laughing together, until Iza wiggled, reminding Mike of how close he was to her. And all laughter died. The heat and the passion were back, more so now that they were in bed. 

"Let me know when you want to stop" Mike told Iza, pulling back, reminding her she could stop at any time. "Anytime, just say the word"

"Never, Baby. I never want to stop. I want you so badly" Iza said, raising her hips to push against him. 

Mike laced his fingers through her hair, kissing her hard, nibbling her lip. An hour, or maybe just a minute later, he broke the kiss, moving down to her neck. Licking and nibbling, teasing and tormenting. He let his hands run down her body, feeling the rise and fall of her tits, the hardness of her nipples through her tank top. Iza moaned and ran her hands through his hair, before gently pushing his head further down. She ached to feel his hands and mouth on her chest. He took the hint, grateful to finally get to touched them. He rubbed her hardened nipples through her tank top before taking it in his mouth through her shirt. Teasing and lightly nibbling, occasionally tugging. He put his hands on her tight stomach, sliding them up her narrow waist, under her tank top, feeling that tight hot soft skin beneath his hands. Slowly, achingly slow in Iza's opinion, Mike's hands made their way up, until finally they reached her perky young tits. They were so full and soft in his hands. He felt her tremble as his thumb brushed her sensitive nipple. He pushed her shirt up higher, wanting to see her, wanting to see his hands on her amazing chest. He lowered his mouth, taking those delicious nipples in his mouth. Sucking and biting. Flicking them back and forth with his tongue. Knowing he was making her breathless, and feeling breathless, too. 

As amazing this felt, Iza wanted more. And she knew they didn't have the hours and hours that she wanted. Grabbing him by his hair, she pulled his head up. "I want you, Mike. Right now. Please don't make me wait any longer. Please?" She pleaded. 

And with that, Mike pulled her top over her head. "Gorgeous, Sweetie. Just gorgeous." He murmed to himself, over and over. He moved down to her shorts, slowly unbuttoning them, before sliding them down her sexy shapely legs. He came back up, rubbing her slit and her pussy through her panties, teasing her, but also teasing himself. He wanted to rip her panties off and pound into her. But he knew that wouldn't satisfy him. He needed to go slow. To savour it. Slowly he slid her panties down, exposing her freshly shaved and so tight pussy. As Mike dipped his head to taste her sweet juices, she pulled away, closing her legs slightly. 

"No one has ever... Kissed me there before" she said, just slightly above a whisper, as a blush spread from her cheeks down her chest. 

"Do you want me to? I would love to taste you. But I don't want you doing anything you aren't comfortable with." 

"Can we try it, just for a second? And then we can stop?" 

Mike nodded his head, before lowering it back down. He could smell her arousal, her sweet scent. He wrapped his arms around her legs, holding them open and better opening her up for him. He slowly started licking her. Gentle little laps of his tongue. Teasing her, and himself with just a short taste of her juices. He listened, waiting for her to say stop, but heard only short sharp intakes of her breath. He flicked his tongue over her clit, and her her cry out, pushing herself closer to him. And any bit of self control he had left was gone. He devoured her. Licking deep into her pussy, feeling her tightness around his tongue. Teasing up to her clit, flicking it back and forth with the tip of his pointed tongue, before flattening his tongue to tease her hole. He little bit her clit, holding it with his teeth as his tongue teased it. She bucked and arched against him, screaming wildly. He could taste her juices flowing freely. And soon hercould taste her come, gushing from her. He lapped it up, loving the sweetness. 

She pulled him up then, grabbing his head and kissing him before he could stop her. She pulled back then, licking her lips, and he could tell she was tasting herself on his mouth. "Is that what I taste like?" She asked.

"Yes..." He answered not sure what she was thinking. 

"Mmmmm, it tastes so.... HOT!" 

"Yes, it definitely does. Now lay back down, I want more!" He said in mock seriousness. 

"Ohhh no! You had your turn! Now I want to taste you! Now, up so I can strip ya down!" Mike went up on his knees, letting her pull his shirt over his head. She raked her nails through his chest hair, grazing them across his nipples, down to his pants. There was no way of hiding the effect she had on him as his hard on pressed against his pants begging for attention. He watched her as she bit her lip, focusing on slowly undoing his belt, button, and then carefully sliding his zipper down. She slid her hand into his boxers unable to wait any longer, feeling his hardness, while easing his boxers and pants down. She stroked it up and down, watching the skin move. "I can't believe how soft and hard it is at the same time. The skin is so smooth." She marveled at it. Studying every hard inch of it. She rubbed the tip on her full soft lips, darting her tongue out nervously to taste the tip, licking the precum that was dripping out. 

"Mmmmm. Oh god, Baby, that feels so good." And with that encouragement, Iza opened her mouth, sliding his cock in slowly, loving the taste. Finally she worked it as far as she could, licking and sucking as she moves her head up and down. "Oh fuck, Baby, your mouth is so hot. Feels so hot. You are so hot. Oh god." Iza started moving faster, loving his reaction, loving feeling the blood surge. Suddenly Mike pulled out, "Sorry baby, if you kept doing that, things were going to be over too fast." 

"That's ok. I want to taste you. All of you." 

"Oh god, you are perfect, you know that?"

"Let me show you what else I can do." Izabell climbed from between his legs, and straddled him. Mike grabbed her face, pulling her face down to kiss her. Running his hands down to her tits, loving the weight of them in his hands, grazing her nipples with his thumbs. Sliding his hands down her tight toned stomach, loving the way it looked with his hands on it. He grabbed her hips and held her as she lowered herself down on to his hard cock. Inch by inch, slowly sliding down. "Oh god, you feel so good inside of me."

"Baby. You are so tight. So so tight." It was unbelievable the tightness of this new pussy around his dick. He grabbed her hips harder, trying to control his urge to slam into her. He knew he had to let her take control. He watched her, her eyes closed as she concentrating and easing his cock into her tight hole, watched those perfect tits untouched by gravity. Finally he felt her slide all the way down, her pussy spreading to accomadate his dick. The tightness was amazing, but the visual of this young hot 19 year old, so tight, so perky, and so ready to learn from him was something he hoped was burned into his brain for ever. Finally her eyes opened, and she looked into his eyes, both clouded with heat and lust and passion. He used her hips to help her slide slowly up and down, determined to take it slow. But Iza had a different plan, and as soon as she had adjusted to the feel of him inside of her, she started going faster. Pretty soon she was going up until he was almost out of her, before slamming back down, hard and fast. She rode him like a woman possesed. Her long hair loose and wild, eyes half closed, screaming and moaning, as her chest bounced. All restraint gone, Mike let loose. Never once taking his eyes of this goddess. With every time she went down, he raised his hips to meet her, pounding hard, hearing the slap of their skin and the screams she let out. He brought his hand down to her pussy, rubbing her clit as she rode him, and before long she exploded. Screaming and moaning, thrashing around, covering him in her come. She slunk down, spent, still sliding slowly up and down, trying to catch her breath. He pulled her closer, biting and nibbling her tits, sucking on them as hard as he could. Her movement became more frantic again, her soft moans getting louder. Mike grabbed her, and pulled her off, putting her on all fours. He slid behind her, and jammed his cock into her pussy, unable to go slowly. She pushed against him, screaming in pleasure, looking over his shoulders and biting her lip. Once again grabbing her hips, Mike pounded her pussy so good. Feeling it getting tighter and tighter, Iza screamed for him, screaming his name over and over, her come dripping down his cock and balls. He could feel his orgasm coming, and knew he couldn't hold back any longer. After another couple of hard thrusts, he pulled out, squirting his come all over her perfect ass. 

The collapsed together on the bed, breathing heavy. Iza tried to get up, to clean up, but Mike pulled her closer stroking her hair. "That was phenominal, Sweetie. Better then I could even imagine. I am so lucky. Thank you so much."

"Oh no, thank you. You have taught me so much already. I can't wait to learn more." 

They laid like that for a while, talking and laughing. Snuggling and stroking. Their playful banter quickly turned to arousal again. This time they took turns stroking each other. Watching eachother. Studying each other. Finally Mike climbed between her legs, and slid into her. Kissing her deeply, feeling her tighten all around him. He kissed her eyelids, her ears, down to her neck. Their gentle sex turning into a hurried frenzy again. They couldn't seem to get enough of eachother, pulling each other closer. Iza raised her legs as high as she could, allowing him as deep as her could get in, before she squirted her come all over. The feel of his rough stomach hair and his cock pounding in and out of her made her come again, then again, drencing him in her juices before he finally pulled out, coating her tits in his come. 

Unfortunatly, Mike knew he had to leave. He had already stayed too long, and he missed Leslie. They said their goodbyes, long and drawn out, neither being able to break away from the other, until finally, he was in his car and driving away. It was a weird feeling driving away from Iza. He missed her, not just the sex, but he missed her. But at the same time, he missed Leslie, too. Not one more then the other. But an unusual feeling to know that no matter which place he was, there was a woman out there that he missed to his core. 

When Mike got home he gathered Leslie into his arms, hugging and kissing her. He was wondering if he did a good job cleaning up at Iza's, or if he did too good of a job. But Leslie didn't give any indication that she knew anything. He pulled her onto his lap, holding her while they watched some tv before heading to bed. He desperately wanted to talk to Iza, but she had another test tomorrow, and he had already taken up enough of her evening. He laid in bed that night, tossing and turning, which seemed to have become a nightly occurence. Leslie snuggled against him, her warmth radiating, her soft snores soothing. But he knew he missed Iza. He thought about how perfect it would be to have her snuggled to him, too. He knew his feelings were growing stronger for her, well past sexual. He pushed the thoughts out, didn't want to admit how he was feeling. Was he a bad husband, he questioned. Leslie has always encouraged him to do what makes him happy. And Iza really makes him happy. He wondered how Leslie would feel if she knew. Would she be hurt? Or would it turn her on? She had been sharing him for a while now, even if she didn't know it. And she seemed happy. Although, Mike admitted, that he has been more then a little distracted with Iza. What if he had missed something? Tomorrow will be all about Leslie, Mike thought to himself. Iza is busy anyways, and I really owe it to Leslie to see how she is doing. With that Mike fell into a fitfull sleep, dreaming often of losing Leslie, losing Iza, taking turns fucking them each, and fucking them at the same time. 

When the alarm sounded in the morning, Mike woke in a cold sweat, with a raging hard on, feeling unease at the thoughts swirling in his head. He showered, then made his way downstairs to get dressed, when he caught sight of his computer. He knew he promised himself no Izabell today, but Leslie was sleeping, so he wasn't technically taking time away. Plus he doubted Iza would be on. But as soon as he logged on




A Very Lucky Husband Ch. 03



"Something on your mind, Baby?" Leslie asked her husband of 6 years. "Your body is here, but your mind looks a million miles away"

She was right, of course. And it was no surprise. Leslie knew Mike like she knew herself. "Just thinking about things." He adjusted his legs in the car after setting cruise control, stretching himself out. 

"Well, based on what I see, it must have been something you REALLY like!" Leslie said with a giggle. Mike didn't have to ask what she meant. He was rock hard, and knew it. Leslie scooted a little closer, rubbing him through his pants, turning the slightly uncomfortable confines into a nearly unbearable ache. In the best way possible, of course. Mike moaned his response. "Are you gonna share what has you so excited??"

"Oh, just excited about this weekend." Mike said nonchalantly. It was partially true. The hadn't been out alone in forever, let alone two nights alone. He was also thinking about last night with Iza. She hadn't been too happy about him leaving for "THREE WHOLE DAYYYSSSSS!!!!!" as she had pouted. But she was going to be busy the whole weekend with work anyway. And she seemed to actually understand. Things had been going so well between them. The casual thing more then worked for them. Iza was always busy with school and work, leaving Mike plenty of time at home without Iza being upset. He still missed her though. Especially after all she did for him last night. Blood surged through his dick again as he thought of Iza's pussy, spreading and tightening for him. 

"Yeah, you must REALLY be looking forward to this weekend away! Hey, do you t think we can stop at the hotel before dinner?" 

"Sure, that sounds good. We should be there in like 15 minutes." They drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence, occasionally making a joke or small talk, but mostly just lost in their own thoughts. Before long they pulled into the hotel and got checked in. 

"Goodness, I love the smell of hotels. So clean. Oh look how big the tv is!" Leslie yammered excitedly. 

Mike smiled, loving the way her face lit up with excitement. Most people complained about the lumpy beds and loud noises, but Leslie always loved the experience. "I am going to go get some ice and a soda, do you want anything?" 

"No thanks. Just hurry back!"

Mike gently kissed her head before heading out the door. He quickly sent a text to Iza letting her know he was thinking about her and hoped she had a good night at work. He waited around the ice machine, hoping to get a text back before he headed back to the room. When he couldn't stall anymore, he turned his ringer off, and walked back to the room distracted thinking about her. He shook himself, trying to focus on what an amazing weekend he was sure to have with Leslie. He opened the door to the room calling out to Leslie as he came in "Hey baby, I got you a soda ju....." The rest of the sentence was lost as Leslie came into view. Lying on the bed, she wore an incredible sexy blue corset with matching over the knee socks. Her already large round breasts now propped up, as if on display on a shelf. As perfect as they were, they deserved to be on display. 

"Oh, Baby, thank you. How thoughtful!" Leslie said as she shifted her legs, giving him view on a tiny piece of blue fabric covering her mound. She moved up onto her knees, moving to the edge of the bed, and reached out for him. Mike's hands automatically went for her chest as his mouth found hers. They kissed like that for a while until they were both frantic for each other. Mike pushed Leslie down, running his hands over her body. He pushed himself in between her legs, making sure she knew how badly he wanted her. She pushed her pelvis back against him, whimpering into his kiss. She pulled his shirt up over his head and frantically tried to push his pants down. Mercifully, Mike made quick work discarding his pants and boxers, before leaning down to lick and kiss the tops of her tits. Leslie pulled him up, once again thrusting her pelvis out against his hardness. She reached down and pulled her panties to the side, and guided his dick into her. "Oh god Baby, that feels so good. I am sorry. I just needed it so bad."

"Don't apologize, I wanted it just as badly. You look so hot. God, you feel amazing!" Mike said as he thrust into his wife harder. The outfit was amazing, but the clouded look of lust in her eyes, and the flush in her cheeks was even better. Her hair was wild, spread on the pillow like sun beams, her lids heavy, her mouth slightly bruised from their kissing. Mike felt the tell tale tightening around his dick, and knew she was about to come. He pulled almost all the way out, slamming hard into her. He repeated this twice more before she came undone, he could feel his dick and balls being soaked in come. He pulled her arms over her head, pinning her down, sliding his body against her. He had never felt so deep inside her, so tight and so wet. He felt that tightening again, and felt her coming again, this time he followed soon after filling her with his come. 

"You really are the best fuck ever." Leslie said as she stretched. "And now I am starving! Are you ready to get dressed and go eat?" 

"Yeah, let me just get dressed."

"Ok, I am going to go freshen up and get dressed." She said on her way to the bathroom. When she came out a short time later, Mike was at a loss for words. She had kept on her corset, pairing it with white low rise pants, tight on her ass and thighs before flaring out. She wore sexy blue heels that matched the corset, and a white cardigan over the corset. She had some how managed to pull the corset up a bit, covering her tits more, but still so sexy. With the cardigan it looked just like a regular outfit, until you look closer and see the tight formfitting corset under it. She kept her hair loose and wild, her curls tousled. That alone reminded him of having her on the bed again. 

"You look amazing! I can't wait to show you off!" Mike said as he kissed her. "Although, if you want to just stay in, I can think of some other things we could do....."

Leslie giggled, blushing a little at the compliment. "Nope! I have been looking forward to this." The had decided to go for fondue, nice and casual and fun. Dinner went wonderful. The food was amazing, and the company better. They flirted and laughed with each other, constantly rubbing their arms, holding hands, and occasionally brushing their legs against each other, the smallest contact sending electrical surges through their bodies. They finished eating and were enjoying after dinner drinks. "So, do you want to call her and let her know you are here?" Leslie asked. 

"Who?" Mike asked, honestly puzzled.

"Your girlfriend. Or fuck buddy. Or whatever you guys are."

Mike's palms started sweating, his chest tight, his stomach churning. Did she really know? What should he do? Was this get away all part of some revenge? Mike's mind raced. "I am still confused." 

"I am not dumb. Sure this is the best you have done at keep a secret, but I know you. So, who is she? How did you meet? I know you have met her, what have you two done?" Leslie asked as if she was talking to a friend about a new relationship. Far from how you would expect a wife to question her husband about his new lover.

"I don't know what to say" Mike stammered. He hadn't figured out what to admit to. 

"IzaBee90. Baby, the computer keeps your chats saved in a folder."

"Oh God. Baby I am sorry. I don't... I don't even know what to say." Guilt covered Mike's face and she saw his hands shake. 

"Don't be. I am not mad. Jealous sure, but not mad."

"Jealous??"

"Hell yeah. You didn't share her with me!" Leslie pouted. Mike's body relaxed. She really wasn't mad. How did he get so lucky? "You have to make it up to me!"

"Anything Baby. Anything!"

"Wanna call her and see if she wants to come up here?"

"Are you kidding? Seriously."

"Yeah. Wouldn't it be fun?"

Just the thought of what could possibly happen had Mike hard again. He brought out his phone, pausing only to double check with Leslie that she was really ok with this. At her urging he called Iza, expecting her voicemail, but happy when she picked up. "Hey Baby."

"Hi!!!! Where are you? Is everything ok?"

"Things are amazing. Better then amazing, actually. We are at dinner right now. How are you?"

"Good. I miss you, though."

"I miss you, too" Mike said studying Leslie's face as he said it. He saw her eyes darken for a second, and panicked wondering if it was out of anger. But then he saw her bite her lip as she rubbed his arm. 

"Are you in the bathroom? Or is she? How are you calling?"

"She is actually sitting right across from me."

"What do you mean? Are things ok?"

"Like I said, they are amazing. So, Leslie and I were wondering if you wanted to come up her while we are here?"

"Leslie was wondering that? You told her? I thought you wanted to keep it a secret?"

"She knew. And I am glad it is out now. So what do you think?" Mike asked, hoping that she had some free time sometime. His wish was granted.

"Oh, I am so glad! And, verrrrryyyyy intrigued! Would this mean a knew lesson you are going to teach me, Sir?" Izabell questioned in a sexy voice. 

"Ohhh yeah. Do you think you are up for something like that?" 

"Definitely. Nervous, but very interested. I wish I could drive down right now, but I have to get back to work. But I will try to get someone to cover for me tomorrow. Like REALLY try! Oh, I gotta go, I will let you know. I miss you Baby."

"Sounds great. I miss you, too. Oh, and Izabell?"

"Yeah, Sexy Man?"

"I love you." Mike said before he could chicken out. He had known for a while he loved her. And now that they were out in the open, it was the perfect time to tell her. 

"Oh, Baby, I love you, too. So much. I can't wait for tomorrow." They said their goodbyes before hanging up. Leslie signaled for the check, paying and then standing up to leave without saying much. Mike wondered if she was mad. She didn't look mad. Or hurt. But she was shutting him out. When they got to the car, Leslie pulled Mike in the back, quickly sliding her pants down as she climbed in. Even in the shock of things, Mike was more the ready. He slid in behind her, sliding his cock out of pants and taking her from behind. She pushed against him, screaming for more. 

"Tell me about her. Have you fucked her? Have you fucked her tight pussy?" Leslie screamed. 

"Oh god. Oh fuck this feels so good." Mike croaked out. 

"Tell me, Baby. Oh god, did you? Did you fuck that young pussy with your big cock?" She screamed again. 

"Yes. I did. Oh God baby, she is so tight. I can't wait for you to experience it." He said as he pounded her pussy. She came hard. Screaming loudly. He briefly wondered if there was anyone in the parking lot, but the thought passed quickly. Leslie pulled away before turning around to take his dick in her mouth. She slid her mouth up and down, swirling her tongue around until she was able to get his hole cock in. He thrust against her mouth, fucking her face until he couldn't hold back anymore. He let her know, but she kept working him, as she tasted the first spurts of come down her throat. She drank it all down, loving the taste. She sat up and pulled up her pants as he tucked his dick away and adjusted his pants. 

"I'm driving and you are talking" Leslie said. "I want to hear everything." They started on their way, Mike talking, slowly opening up more. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as he spoke, watching her reaction, wondering what she was feeling. He took pauses often, giving her time to say something if she wants. But she kept quiet, so he pushed on. He told her all about Iza, how the started talking, and what they had done. He was hesitant to tell her everything, but once he did he didn't lose the feeling of naughtiness that he got from keeping Iza a secret. Instead it became even more naughty, being so open with his wife about his hot young lover. 

Leslie drove in silence, listening as her husband spoke. Though he tried to keep his voice nonchalant, she heard his excitement, adoration, lust, and even love seeping in as he spoke of Iza. And though Leslie felt a gnawing in the back of her mind, it wasn't one of jealousy or anger. It was more of a how this all wasn't bothering her. She knew she was supposed to be mad. Fly into a jealous rage. Cry and sob and be mad. But she wasn't. She was turned on. She was fascinated listening to her husband. She wished he would go more into the dirty details. But she sat in silence and listened, Mike so wrapped up in getting the story out that he hadn't even noticed that they weren't heading for the hotel. She glanced over at him again, listening as he told her about them talking at night online, and saw his impressive hard-on straining against his zipper. They had fucked earlier in the hotel, and again not too long ago, and yet he was ready to go again just thinking of Iza. And since Leslie would be the one reaping the benefits, she was extra happy. Leslie slowed the car as she turned into the parking lot of their destination, Mike finally looking out the window. 

"Surprise!" Leslie said, her smile wide. "Now I know a strip club isn't as good as some raunchy crazy sex, but I thought it would be fun!" 

"God I am a lucky man! Now lets go get some boobs in the face!" 

They went into club together and had a few drinks at the bar, enjoying the scenery, talking and laughing. Leslie unbuttoned her cardigan a little more, showing more of her corset, but not much. The club was a nice one, filled with music perfect to grind to, and gorgeous women. Better then most he had seen, Mike thought to himself. Some seats by the stage opened up, and Leslie suggested they head over there. As they walked up to the front, Mike noticed the way some of the men watched Leslie. She looked amazing. And seeing a hot woman like her so enthusiastic to be in a strip club was even more amazing. They spent a few hours there, a few VERY hot hours. Mike loved watching the women fawn over Leslie, and Leslie fawn right back. They got some very hot private dances, though Leslie was definitely getting way more attention. Which was fine with Mike. After one particularly hot dance, Leslie reached over and rubbed Mike's leg, rubbing upward. 

"Are you ready to get out of here?" She said breathlessly. 

"Definitely."

"OK, I just have to run to the rest room. I will be right back out." 

Mike watched her leave, watching as men turned to look at her, thinking about how hot her ass looked in those pants. 

"Your girlfriend?" One of the other patrons asked him. 

"No, she is my wife."

"Seriously? Wow, lucky man! Newlyweds?"

"No, been married 5 years."

"Wow, not many women go with their husbands to places like this."

"She actually was the one who took me here. I had no clue. Great surprise." 

"Lucky man. Lucky lucky man." 

"You have no idea. Oh, here she is. Enjoy your night man."

They left, hurrying to the hotel. And once there they took there time. Teasing and taunting, bitting, nipping, licking, kissing, sucking until they couldn't stand it anymore. Mike finally ended the torture, sliding himself easily into Leslie's slick hole. Leslie quickly came undone, squirting her juices onto him. What little restraint Mike had snapped, and he started pounding her harder, adjusting the angle so he could get nice and deep. He was only vaguely aware of Leslie's loud moans, and the feeling of her come dripping down his balls, and wasn't aware of anything else. He knew he was about to come, so he pulled out, stroking himself to relief, covering his wife's big tits and face in his spurting comes. He loved seeing her covered in his come.   "You are such a naughty little whore for me." Mike said as he laid back down. They fell into a deep sleep, snuggled together, exhaustion finally overtaking excitement. 

The next morning Mike woke up to the sound of the shower turning on. He laid in bed for a minute until he knew she was in the shower. He leaned over the bed, reaching for his pants he had quickly discarded the night before, rummaging for his phone. He was surprised to find 5 text messages waiting, all from Iza. Oops, forgot to turn the ringer back on, he thought disappointedly. He quickly read through the messages, all 5 about how excited she was, how surprised she was, the last one being how much she missed him, loved him and how so wet she was. Just at reading the words, his cock jumped up. He quickly dialed her number, anxious to hear her voice. 

"Hey baby." She answered sleepily. 

"Hi. Did I wake you?"

"No, I was already up, but fighting getting out of this nice warm bed. I am so excited for tonight, I keep thinking about it. I can't get there until about 6, is that too late or too early?" He could hear the excitement and nervousness in her voice. 

"No, it is perfect. You are perfect. And tonight will be perfect." They chatted for a bit, Mike giving her the name of a bar they were going to go to that night that was next to the hotel, before they said their goodbyes. Mike started getting his clothes together, then went into the bathroom as Leslie was getting out of the shower. He reached for his wife, wet and dripping, She laughed as she turned to face him, giving him access to everything he wanted.

"I was thinking about you in the shower. The water wasn't the only thing making me wet." The started kissing, Mike growing harder and harder. "We have to get going soon, Baby...." Leslie said, though she made no effort to break away. 

"Ok. I will make it fast then." With that, Mike turned her around and bent her over so she was holding onto the tub, and roughly took her from behind. She screamed at his roughness, but quickly came, loving the frantic pounding of her sensitive pussy. He continued slamming into her, getting rougher and rougher as they went. He pulled her hair, then would let go to spank her nice round ass, hard enough to sting his own had, and get a rewarding scream from her. Leslie pushing her pussy back to meet his thrusts, coming and screaming, begging him for more. Mike came, filling her with his stickiness, as Leslie kept pumping him, getting every drop. 

He helped her up and to the bed, knowing she would be a little light headed, before heading back to shower and get ready to start the day. When he exited the bathroom, Leslie was dressed and ready, and looking amazing. She left her hair down again today, this time straightening it. She wore a black halter top, with dark low rise jeans. She wore a green bolero over her halter top, meant to cover things up more. It only brought more attention to her amazing tits, not that she needed the help with that. 

"Goodness, you are looking HOT, Baby!" Mike said, his eyes wandering to take it all in. "Are you suuuurrrreeeee we have to go out?!"

"Yes, Silly!" Leslie laughed as she grabbed her purse. They headed out for the day. Did a little shopping, a little sight seeing. Leslie watched, smirking to herself, every time Mike 'subtly' checked his phone. The way he smirked to himself when he got a text from Iza. The secret was out, but he obviously wasn't out of the sneaking habit. It was fine by Leslie, she liked seeing him so happy. They weren't the traditional couple, but look how many of those have ended in divorce, or where both people were miserable. Leslie grabbed his arm, turned him to her, and kissed him hard. A lot harder than was probably appropriate in the middle of the street, but she needed to feel him, to taste him. 

Mike broke the kiss, knowing he would have taken things a lot further. "Baby, let's head back to the hotel. Or a bathroom? Or at least an alley somewhere...."

"No, let's keep shopping. I love the anticipation." Leslie answered, as she turned around and rubbed her ass against his cock, feeling it hard. 




A Very Lucky Husband Ch. 03



Hours later, when they returned to the hotel room, Mike went to put their goodies in the car while Leslie hopped in the shower. As he was heading back to the room, his phone started ringing. His stomach did a flip, as he reached for it, and saw it was Iza. "Hello?" he answered, nervous she was backing out. 

"Hi baby! I am driving, bored, and wanted to hear your voice." Iza said, her voice it's usual perky tone. 

Mike let out a sigh of relief. "I am so glad you called. I can't wait to see you. Where are you?"

"About an hour away. Are things still ok for me to come? I can turn around if you need...." 

"NO! We are good. So good. Iza, I can't wait to see you. I miss you." 

"I miss you, too. I have to stop for a drink, but I will be there soon. I... I love you, Mike"

"I love you, too, Iza. So much. See you in an hour!" He clicked off the phone, and headed in the room to shower. He opened the door, and stopped in his tracks. Leslie was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing a very sexy bra and panties, doing her makeup. She looked up and smiled at him, blew him a kiss, and went back to what she was doing. He noticed, just slightly, the quiver in her hand. He knew she was nervous. "Are you ok, Leslie? Like, are you sure you are ok with this? I don't want you to think you have to, I appreciate everything, but should we talk, I mean I just don't want to mess up what you and I have, I love you and...." Mike rambled until Leslie stood up, and walked over and kissed him. Not hard. Not thrusting. But passionate. Lovingly. She cupped his face, and held him close. 

"I love you. More than anything. This doesn't change anything. I am excited. I am nervous, I just want things to go well. But I am so excited. I love you baby. Now get your sweet ass in the shower!" 

Mike grabbed her, hugged her tight, before sliding his hands down to her round ass. He pulled her close, so she could feel his hardness, and started to kiss her neck. 

"Hey! Shower! You have to save that for tonight, you are going to have a long fun night, Baby." 

As Mike showered, fighting the urge to do more than just wash himself, Leslie finished getting ready. She did more dramatic makeup than normal. Smoky eyes, her full long lashes curled and looking dramatic, subtle lip gloss. The look was stunning, with her wild hair. She pinned it back, so it was out of her face, but left it down and wild. She shimmied into her outfit for the night. A dress she had seen while they were out shopping. It just seemed perfect for the night, white and strapless. On the mannequin it looked more casual and summery. But when she tried it on in the store, she was surprised at the way it hugged her curves, showed off the glow of her olive skin, and propped her tits up like the corset had. It was obvious she was much curvier than the intended design, but it worked so well. She was putting on her strappy platform sandals. A quick glance in the mirror showed that the dress and shows worked to show off her long legs. 

Mike came out, wearing jeans and a nice shirt, looking sexy, and casual. Leslie loved the look on his face when he saw her. She laughed, and grabbed him, kissed him passionately. And pulled him out of the door. 

They got to the bar, and got a table in the back. Nice and private, with a gorgeous view. 

"Is she almost here?!" Leslie asked anxiously. Mike checked his phone, and nodded with a grin on his face. They both sat in silence, Mike checking his phone often, Leslie fidgeting with her straw. Leslie looked over, and saw the smile on Mikes' face, as he jumped up. She followed his line of vision, and saw the most gorgeous girl. She would have caught her attention if she was a stranger, but knowing this was who she was having dinner with, and hopefully so much more with, made her nipples hard and panties wet. 

"Hi, Baby! How was the drive?" Mike asked as her hugged Iza, kissing her cheek. 

"It was great!" Iza answered, beaming at him. 

Leslie waited for the kick to the gut. Watching her husband, beaming at this young hottie. Watching her glowing, obviously with strong feelings. But nothing bad. Excitement. Love for her husband. Happiness. And so much horniness. 

Introductions were made, and they eased into a relaxing dinner. Conversation was light and easy, they all talked as though they were the closest of friends. Leslie could see why Mike was so taken. Aside for being unbelievably gorgeous, Iza was smart, and just so sweet. After they finished eating, they all sat and talked, and though it was enjoyable, Leslie couldn't take the anticipation. She wasn't sure what the plan was. If Iza was going to stay. If it would be just Iza and Mike tonight. She had hopped that it would be the three of them. But she didn't want to scare Iza off. 

"I think our server is trying get their table back. Maybe we should get going." Leslie causally said. It was obvious the next step was on everyone's mind. "Do you want to come back to our room, Iza? I don't want you to think that..."

"YES!" Iza blurted out, before Leslie could even finish. She had spent most of the drive going back and forth about what she wanted to happen tonight. But after meeting Leslie and seeing Mike, she knew what she wanted. She wanted to go to the hotel 10 minutes after getting there, but the anticipation building was nice, too. 

Mike paid the check, while Leslie and Iza talked about all the stores Leslie had been to today. To anyone they looked like two women chatting, but under the table, Iza had put her hand on Leslie's thigh, and was rubbing upwards. Iza knew she wanted to do this, and she wanted to go all out. Get wild. She didn't want any regrets or what ifs. 

Mike came over, and happened to see what was happening under the table. Both women, rubbing each other's thighs. Leslie was rubbing Iza's thighs through her jeans, but Iza was rubbing Leslie's bare thigh pushing her dress up, getting very close to her panties. Mike cleared his throat. 

"Since I'm sure I am not the only one who can see this, I suggest we head back to the hotel. Or find a backroom. I am open to either." 

The girls laughed, stood up, and walked holding hands, chatting like old friends, Mike walking behind them starring at their asses. He couldn't wait to get to the room. He had no clue what the night would bring, but he was so excited to find out. They got to the room, and Mike went to get ice and some drinks. When he got back, the girls were on the bed, kissing. He stopped to watch them. Fun kissing, light and playful. Mike's cock was getting harder watching them. 

The girl's stopped to look at him. Gesturing for him to join them. Mike walked to the bed, pulling his shirt over his head and kicking his shoes off. The girls got up on their knees, pulling him down laughing. 

"So, Baby, what do you want?" Leslie asked. 

"Yeah, we are all yours." Iza added. 

"I want you to kiss again" Mike said. The girls started kissing, playful and fun again. Leslie ran her hand through Iza's hair, pulling it a little. Mike could see as Iza bit Leslie's lip, and grabbed her tit through her dress. Their playful kisses turned hotter. Mike watched, his cock getting rock hard. He grabbed Leslie's ass, rubbing it and lightly spanking. Then started rubbing Iza's perky tits through her tank top. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra, and loved the feeling of her hard nipples. The girls stopped kissing, and turned their attention on him. Leslie still had her hand through Iza's hair. She pushed the girl's mouth to meet Mike's. His hands went up to cup Iza's face, as he kissed her. Leslie took that time to remove Mike's pants. As she went to remove his boxers, Mike grabbed her hair and roughly pushed her head onto his cock. The different sensations gave his cock a huge surge. Gentle kisses from Iza, while he roughly shoves his cock in Leslie's mouth. He pulled Leslie off, knowing he didn't want to end this anytime soon. 

"Anytime you both want to stop, or if there is anything you don't want to do, just say it. I mean it, I don't want to hurt either of you." 

"I want to try it all. Anything. I just want this so bad." Iza said breathlessly. Leslie nodded. Iza reached over and started to kissing Leslie again. This time starting to rub her thighs, rubbing up, pulling her dress up and over her head. Leslie started kissing Iza's neck, anxious to feel more of her. She stopped kissing, long enough to get Iza's shirt off. She went back, kissing her neck, down to Iza's perky tits. She thought about all the things that Mike does to her tits that drives her wild, how he has probably done them to Iza's tits. The thought of that had Leslie dripping, kissing and sucking harder now. She could hear Iza moaning as she rubbed her head, letting out little yelps and she bit her nipples. Mike came behind her, rubbing his hard cock on her pantie covered pussy, reaching up to rub Iza's other tit. 

Iza opened her eyes, to watch everything happening. Leslie was licking her tits so good. Mike pinching her nipples the way she likes. She looked at him, felt this incredible heat. "Baby.... Can you teach me to lick your wife's pussy?" Leslie pushed back against Mike's cock extra hard hearing this. She stopped sucking Iza's perfect tit, looked back at him, before saying "Teach me, too?" 

Mike removed Leslie's panties and bra, and she positioned herself on the bed. He pulled Iza standing, removed the rest of her clothing, and positioned her between Leslie's legs. He looked, thankfully for a billionth time at how lucky he was. Then he got to teaching. He showed Iza how to spread Leslie's soft pussy with her thumbs. Told her where to lick. He watched as Iza tentatively licked Leslie's pinkness. He heard Leslie moan, saw her pussy getting wetter. Iza noticed, too, this time licking deeper. He started rubbing Leslie's clit, before Iza pushed it away to bite it. She smirked at him, and he gave her ass a nice spank. 

He moved up to Leslie's neck, kissing her, thanking her, telling her he loves her. Then he moved down to her tits, sucking and biting them while Iza continued to work on her pussy. Leslie warned she was going to come soon. Mike went down to her pussy, but Iza wasn't stopping. She was working faster, licking nice and hard. He positioned himself in between her legs, pulling her ass up in the air. Leslie was watching him, as he rubbed his cock around Iza's pussy. He slid it in. Nice and gentle. He closed his eyes for a minute, savoring the feeling and tightness. He opened them just in time to see Leslie getting ready to come. He prepared to Iza to move, but she still didn't. He knew she was getting covered in Leslie's juices, knew Leslie was squirting all over that 'innocent' face. He started pounding Iza harder picturing it. She looked back at him and moaned "Harder, Baby. Give it to me harder...." and he saw the shine on her face of his wife's juices. He went as hard as he could, pounding. Leslie moved down the bed, reaching her hand under Iza, and rubbing her clit while Mike fucked her. Iza came, hard, screaming and pounding against Mike. 

"Roll over, Baby" Mike said to Iza. Iza rolled on her back, and Mike positioned himself by her face. "Are you sure you want everything?"

"Oh yeah, I want it." Iza said in a fog of lust. 

Leslie started sucking on her tits, reaching her hand down to play with the pussy her husband was just fucking. She looked up to see Mike watching her playing. Watching her flicking her thumb on that hard little clit. Teasing her pussy lips. 

Mike stroked himself a few times watching, then turned to look at Iza, moaning and pulling Leslie closer to her. He saw Iza's face, covered in his wife's come, and shot his on her face, too. Iza moaned as she came again, all over Leslie's fingers. 

Leslie sat up, licked her fingers clean. "Iza, you have a little something on your face. Let me help you..." she straddled Iza, their tits touching, as she leaned down and started kissing and licking Iza. Licking up her husband's come from another woman's face. The thought of it, made her ready to come again. Iza was pushing up, trying to grind their pussies together. Leslie stopped what she was doing and looked up at Mike "Sweetie, can you do me a favor? There is something in that bag in the closet. Will you go get it for me? I have a feeling Iza would really like it right now." 

With a quizzical look on his face, Mike hurriedly went to the closet. Iza's eyes got wide when she saw him return with a very large toy. He handed it to Leslie, before sitting down to watch. His cock was already twitching, but he didn't want this night to be over any time soon. 

Leslie kept kissing Iza, this time working her own pussy with the toy. She slid it in and out, moaning against Iza's lips. She sat up a little, working the other end of the toy into Iza's pussy. Iza arched up. Moaning. Reaching for her. Once the toy was positioned the right way, stretching the tight pussy, Leslie happily returned to kissing Iza. Grabbing her nipples, biting her neck. Every time either of them move, the toy, sliding deeper in and out. They were both working up a frenzy, moaning, screaming, coming. 

Mike had all he could stand. He came up behind them. Helping the toy. Wiggling it. Thrusting it in. He sat up, positioning himself and rubbing his cock around Leslie's ass. He slid his cock in to her ass, slowly. Her normally tight ass, even tighter with the toy stretching her pussy. Leslie's screams were muffled by Iza's kisses, so he worked her harder and harder. He felt the familiar beginnings, and he readied himself to come. Right as he was about to, Leslie pulled away. 

"Not yet, Baby.... You haven't taught me how to lick this nice pussy yet." Leslie moved in between Iza's legs. She slowly, teasingly, pulled the toy out. Mike started to show Leslie how to position herself. "No, not like this. I want her up on her knees." 

Iza shrugged, rolling over, pushing her nice tight ass in the air, spreading her legs to show her pussy. Mike was dying to push into her. Her pussy was so swollen and her ass so tight. He didn't know which he wanted more, but he knew he had to have her. 

"Don't even think about it, Mr! That is alllllll mine for right now" Leslie said, reading her husband's mind. He laughed, before showing Leslie how to lick Iza's pussy. Leslie started, no hesitancy at all. Licking the soft pinkness, playing with Iza's clit with her thumb. Licking up and down, before slowly licking up to Iza's ass. She stayed there for a second, waiting for Iza's reaction. Iza pushed back in to her, moaning loudly, obviously approving. Leslie went at it, switching between her pussy and her ass, licking hard. While she was licking her pussy, Leslie slid one of her fingers gently into Iza's ass. 

It was all Mike could take. He went around, and started kissing Iza. 

"I want your cock in my mouth" She moaned. Mike grabbed her hair, and positioned his cock by her mouth. She opened up, greedily taking it to the back of her throat. She screamed around his cock, and looked at Leslie. She had 2 fingers nice and deep inside Iza's ass, and her head buried in her pussy, slurping up her come. Leslie looked up and saw his face and stopped. 

"Don't come!" She quickly said. "Come here."

Mike stopped, leaving Iza's mouth. She let out a whimper. Leslie positioned Mike behind Iza, and guided his cock into her tight ass. It felt amazing. He held her ass, going nice and slow. But Iza wanted more, slamming back into him, screaming for more. He grabbed her hips, and pounded her, harder and harder. "I'm going to come, baby." Iza moaned louder. 

"Fuck her ass, Baby" Leslie moaned, "Give this naughty little slut your hard cock!!!" Iza cum was dripping down her thighs. 

Mike shot his come in Iza's ass, Iza working back and forth coming hard. All three of them collapsed together, kissing, petting, rubbing, before snuggling in and falling asleep together. 

The next morning, Mike was awoken by the sounds of quiet moaning. He opened one eye, peeking to the side, to see Iza's pussy, positioned over Leslie, while her head was buried between Leslie's legs. They were both licking, sucking, and biting, oblivious to the fact he was up, in more than one way. He slid over kneeling behind Iza. His wife smiling at him, as she stopped liking Iza. He positioned himself, pushing into Iza's pussy, obviously catching her off guard. She cried out, moaning. He pushed himself in deep, Leslie underneath, licking and sucking his balls as he thrusted. Iza came, it dripping all over Leslie, who loved it. Mike pulled out, covering his wife in his come, too. This time Iza quickly turned around, licking and kissing the come off. 

They showered and packed up, then headed out for breakfast. The expected awkwardness, much like the night before, wasn't there. It was the perfect end to the perfect weekend.