0 comments/ 38543 views/ 1 favorites Tell Me About Your Wife... By: kristydoll Tell Me About Your Wife (Orchid Series) "What's a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this?" Orchid swirled on her chair to face the middle-aged man who had spoken. She casually took in his well-combed hair, sparkling blue eyes, chiseled features and broad chin. Good looking and arrogant. This was something she could work with. "Sit, and cut the crap. Just tell me your name." Her own blue eyes flashed as she spoke. "Oh, feisty! I like that. My name is Ken. Ken Buckwald, at your service." "And what service is that, Ken?" Her eyes drifted back to the wall in front of her. Let him work for her attention. "For you, dollface, that means anything." His hand reached out and rested on her thigh. A gentle squeezed ensued before his touch left her skin. Unperturbed by her lack of reaction, he continued to speak. "So, is there anything you need?" Orchid looked back in his direction. The sharp focus of her eyes emphasized her words. "I don't have needs, Ken. I have wants, and those don't usually remain that way for long." He chuckled, observing in the blonde-haired beauty beside him. This was one strong woman. Pitiful attempts at a pick-up would not work with this sparkplug. "Hey, look, I'm sorry about the line earlier. I know it was lame, was trying to have some fun. You really are quite breathtaking. Cocky too. I like that." "It's called confidence. Determination. A desire to succeed. I have it all." "Okay, okay, relax. I got it. Like I said earlier, was just looking for a little fun." "Ah. I'm all for fun, Ken, but if you're looking to catch me, use the right bait." Her voice held a mischievous tinkle. "Tell me about your wife." "My what? Wife? Um... How did you know?" Orchid laughed. Men. "Come on, Ken. A man like you, not married?" She reached and took his hand. "You really should have left the ring on. It's more honest." A slow finger traced its way past his wrist, up his muscular arm, to his neck until it rested under his chin. The slight pressure caused him to look deep into her eyes. "It's time for that fun. Follow me." He watched as she slipped from the barstool. Her hips swayed provocatively while she walked to a corner table on the 5-inch heels she wore. The black mini-skirt clung tight to her ass like a second skin. She turned once, revealing a side view into the deep cleavage exposed by her blouse. Hot! He quickly followed and sat beside her at the corner booth she had selected. Orchid's hand slipped into his lap. "Excited yet, Ken?" Her grin was downright evil. She knew what he needed. He would get it. At the same time, so would she. "Oh yeah, babe, I'm excited. Slightly disappointed though that we're still here in this bar. I thought I was following you home." Once again, Orchid's laughter rang out in the air. "No, no, Ken. I don't do married men, but that's not to say we can't have some fun." Her hand stroked his hardened cock through his pants. The back table afforded them some privacy and Orchid took full advantage. The woman was driving him crazy. Beautiful, sexy and non-inhibited. What a combo. He groaned slightly as his cock strained for more of her touch. He would explode if he kept thinking of ways to fuck this blonde goddess. Aware of his state, Orchid leaned and whispered in his ear. "Since you won't tell me about your wife, how about I tell you." The catch of his breath was her cue to continue. "I picture a beautiful, slim woman of, oh, maybe thirty years old. Chestnut brown hair framing the soft features of her face. The line of her neck long and graceful. And those breasts. Mmmm. Round, full, and just waiting to be squeezed between strong hands." He broke away from her hot breath on his neck. "What's this? What does my wife have to do with anything here?" "Ken, Ken," she purred, "she has everything to do with why you're here." Her fingers squeezed his cock harder. You should be at home with her now, but you're not. So, instead, I'm going to tell you what I would be doing with your wife if I was." Her breasts brushed against him while she continued. "Now, where was I? Ah, yes. Her glorious tits. Do you give them the attention they need, Ken? A woman's breasts need lots of attention. Gentle caresses. Firm massaging. Light and rough touches mixed together. Do you slap them, Ken? I would. Yes, a couple of quick smacks to each one to gain her attention. I love to watch them move. Maybe have her shake them for me. Harder and faster until it hurts. It's better that way. What better excuse to kiss them better? Do you kiss them, Ken? Cover their roundness with your wet lips? Circle your tongue over her flesh before clenching her nipple between your teeth. Give her that sharp bite to make her pull from your mouth?" "Oh, gawd woman, what are you doing to me?" He was rock hard, the pressure building fervently in his cock. The need of release was strong, but so was his longing to hear this woman speak of his wife. He knew her questions needed no answers. How come he never thought of his wife this way? The images she portrayed flamed the fire inside him. Orchid's voice stayed hot in his ear. "Yes, Ken, what rosy nipples she has. Lovely buds that elongate with the slightest pull. I bet they are sensitive too. Those are the best. The look on her face as you twist them cruelly. She loves it, doesn't she? Do you bite them, Ken? Do you ever make her scream from the intensity? And what about her pussy, Ken? What's that like? I bet she's wet all the time. No woman ever gets enough, you know. They may say they aren't in the mood, but that's a lie. Do you ever show her that she's lying? Reach under her skirt and slip your finger into her panties? Let it run over her slit slow and deliberate? Tickle her clit until it comes out of its hiding place? I'd do that to her, Ken. Yes. Tease her a bit before returning my fingers to the outside of her panties again. Rub them against her wetness. Use them to soak up her sweet juices. Force them into her with my fingers. Yes, Ken. Drive her undies deep inside her. Call her a slut for being so wet and turned on by it. Watch the shame and desire mingle on her face. Want to know what I'd do next, Ken? I would slide those sopping panties off her and bring them to my nose to inhale her sweet aroma. She'd watch with lust and need. Oh, that little slut would be so horny by now. Those panties would go into her mouth. Make her taste her own pussy nectar. How lovely she would look too. I love that look on a woman. Picture it, Ken. Flushed cheeks, desire-filled eyes and a mouth full of her own juicy panties. And Ken, if we tell her to raise her skirt, just look what's waiting for us. What a pretty pink pussy she has. Do you make her shave her cunt for you, Ken? Mmmm, I like that. It's so soft and smooth that way. I could eat a woman for hours when it feels like that. Bend over, sweetie and show us your wares. What a perky little ass she has. Do you ever spank her, Ken? I bet her ass looks wonderful when its red. She wants to be spanked. Look how she wiggles. Did you know you had such a slutty wife, Ken? Lets play with her a bit. Make her spread her pussy lips wide for us so we can take a look. Yes, that should get her juices running. Don't forget the asscheeks. Mmmm, she's totally exposed now. See how wanton she is. She needs this. Wanna help me use her, Ken? You spread her pussy while I enclose my mouth around her sweet hole. That's it, Ken. Hold her open so my tongue can reach deep into her. She likes that. Yes, she's humping my face now. Do it, baby, fuck my tongue. That's a girl. Play with her clit, Ken. Flick it. Oh yeah, she's really getting into this now. Rub it harder, Ken, she's almost there. Ever stick your finger up her ass just before she's about to come, Ken? Gets them every time. Just feel those contractions take hold of her body. Come for me, baby, fill my mouth with your sugary juices. Ooohhh, tastes so good." "Oh gawd!" Ken growled. Orchid looked down at Ken's pants with a smirk. "Having fun yet?" Back to his senses, he stared at her. "How did you do that? I mean, you knew so much about my wife." The hair color was right on. The scent of his wife's body almost palpable as she spoke. No. It had to be coincidence. They'd been married for over ten years. He would know. "You see, Ken, your wife and I are great friends." She smirked, then continued. "More than friends, really. While you were out cruising for trollops, we have been, well, you know. It is her opinion that you need to be taught a lesson. And I agree. How about it Kenny? Ready to sacrifice your ass to save your marriage?" "If you think..." Orchid interrupted. "Ken, you will come with me to meet your wife, who by the way, is currently naked in my bed. If you do not, you will certainly live to regret it. Not another word and follow close," a sly smile came over her face, "or people will see the mess you made." He stood and tried to shield himself behind her. Her hips swayed as she sashayed out of the bar. While her heels clicked with each sensual step, he pondered the evening to come. Not only made a mess of his pants, but of his life. There was no choice but to follow that luscious ass to his fate. He had the distinct feeling his lips would soon pucker to meet it. Tell Me About Your Wife... Ch. 02 There was never any intention of a second part to this story when I first wrote it. Because of much feedback from readers wanting to know the fate of Ken, I have written Part Two. I hope you enjoy! * * * * * Ken walked in a trance behind Orchid, his eyes mesmerized by the sway of her hips. During the short trip, he could not help but wonder what awaited him. His wife would be there, aware and with proof of his wandering ways. The whole set-up had been ingenious. He wasn't sure if he should be offended that his wife had been cheating too or unbelievably excited of the possible finale of the evening to come. Could it happen? The chance to fuck this blonde goddess and his newly sexified wife. It was probably a long shot. Things like this did not happen. But, then again, nothing like tonight had ever happened either. It was unimaginable. The seductress who had whispered in his ear all night had remained quiet during the walk to her loft. He wanted to engage her in conversation, but her last words to him in the bar had left him hesitant. Sacrifice his ass? What exactly did she mean? As much as he worried about the state of his marriage, the sexual expectations of the evening urged him on. By the time they reached their destination, he was rock hard again. They rode up the elevator in silence. Orchid spoke as they stepped through the door, "Ready to meet your fate, Ken?" He could not answer, his attention immediately caught by the large four-post bed in the middle of the floor. Spread leisurely across it was his naked wife. A mysterious grin played around her lips. "I see you've met Orchid." "Um, yeah, listen. I can explain." "Quiet!" Orchid's voice rang out in the room. "You will not explain anything. Simply undress and do as you are told." "Yes, Ken," his wife chimed in, "it's time to pay the piper." She rose on her knees as Orchid approached the bed. Ken undressed while he watched Orchid's mouth devour his wife's full lips. The kiss between them fueled his lust as his erect pole attested. He stood in silent need while they continued. In a hushed voice, Orchid whispered, "Prepare him, then find your place. I won't be long." "Over here, Ken." The way she said his name made him tremble. It hadn't been said in anger, but he had detected malice. Second thoughts ran through his mind as he contemplated his situation. Should he run or hope for the best? Common sense told him to flee but his lustful fantasies of the evening to come propelled him toward his wife. He attempted to read her eyes as he approached. It was when she moved slightly that he noticed the stockade at the side of the bed. His blood ran cold, then hot, as he stared at it. How had he missed it? The moment of truth was here. Only the knowledge that he would have a full frontal view of the bed allowed him to be put into the stockade by his wife. The snapping of the lock sealed his fate. Momentary panic set in until the vision of a near naked Orchid emerged. She had changed into a black lingerie-style catsuit. It wasn't the tight fit of the suit that had his attention, but the strategically cut-out holes that revealed her naked breasts and pussy. A tuft of golden hair gleamed above her nether lips in the softly lit room. He longed for her to turn and show the ass that had kept his cock hard all night. His attention diverted back to his wife when she climbed onto the bed. She knelt on all fours, her ass inches from his face. The scent of her pussy, so palpable before, invaded his nose. He groaned as the blood surged through his cock. "Wiggle it for him, lover. Show him what he's been missing at home," Orchid purred as she crossed behind him. His wife thrust her ass back to his face, allowing him to stroke her asscheek with his tongue before pulling away. Her swaying movements excited him. He desperately tried to reach out to her perky ass while she teased him. The first lash thudded against his backside. He jumped and tried to turn his head to see what she had hit him with. The stockade disallowed this as another strong thud connected with his ass. It hadn't hurt, but left a stingy sensation. His attention returned to his wife's pussy which was creeping closer to his mouth. Yes, this was worth it. Let the blonde bitch swing away. He would enjoy his wife's cunt and then show the blonde what a good fucking was all about. "That's it, lover, back your pussy up to his mouth. Eat it good, Ken. Make sure you pay it proper attention." Ken moaned as Orchid's sultry voice continued. "She tastes good, doesn't she, Ken? Such sweet nectar. I can't believe you would stray, Ken, when you have such a slutty little honey pot at home." Any attempt to answer was thwarted by his wife's thrusting into his face. She wiggled so his tongue could find her wet slit. He flicked her clit which drove her deeper back. Trapped, he could do nothing but allow his tongue to drive deeper into her inviting pussy. Not that he was complaining. Although his position could have been more comfortable, he was taking full advantage of his wife's offering. The evening was turning into a dream come true. How often had he fantasized about two women? He just never imagined his wife as one of them. His misjudgment of her had been a mistake. The leather flogger began to have an impact. Orchid's swing had increased as well as the sting of each lash. Every time the leather tips bit into the soft part of his thigh, he thrust his tongue further into his wife's pussy. The punishment Orchid was inflicting on his ass was not only turning him on, but his wife as well. Each sound of the lash sent her urgently back against his mouth. "That's it, Ken, get her nice and ready. I think that pussy needs something more, don't you?" His face finally free from his wife's depths, he answered. "Oh, yeah. It needs a good fucking." "I believe you are right, Ken. A nice hard cock implanted in her cunt would probably send the little slut into orbit." Orchid came around to Ken's side and stopped. In her hand was a black dildo. "Here, baby, pleasure yourself for us." Ken watched as his wife took the large dildo and inserted it slowly into her pussy. She pushed it deep before sliding it fully out, leaving it teasingly at her entrance. He let out an animalistic groan while he watched her slide the juice slicked dildo back in. "Looks wonderful, doesn't it, Ken?" Orchid asked before repeatedly laying the flogger to his ass. It had become red and now she allowed the ends to bite sharply into the tender skin of his thighs. Ken's breath became heavier as the leather neared his balls. He wasn't sure if his blood was racing from the flogger nearing his sensitive sac or the way his wife's pussy was working the dildo in front of him. "Mmmm, she has a wonderful little pussy, doesn't she, Ken? I love it. In fact, I could play with it for hours. But, Ken, do you know what I really enjoy? Her ass. It's totally fabulous. Those perky cheeks, especially when they're red like yours are now. I like gripping them firmly before fucking her. Laying into that tender rosebud with a big dildo. And she loves it, Ken. She loves getting her ass fucked hard. Do you like it, Ken? Ever fuck your wife's ass with your cock? Do you, Ken? Do you like ass fucking?" "Oh, gawd!" He was sure he was going to blow his load any second. Between Orchid's questions and watching his wife's pussy devour the dildo, he could hardly contain himself. "What about you, lover?" Orchid continued, "should I get the strap-on for a good ass fucking tonight?" "Oh, yes, Orchid. Please do." "Then be a good girl and come for us, darling. Come for us while I get our toy." Ken hardly paid attention to Orchid as she rummaged in the drawer behind him. His wife's hand was moving at a frantic pace while she drilled the dildo in and out of her cunt. Her moans and gasps came louder and faster as she neared climax. In the throws of her orgasm, she thrust back sharply and cried out. He could almost see her cunt muscles clutch and milk the dildo as she came. "What a good girl she is," Orchid commented as she approached the bed. "Such a good little cum slut." She leaned in and removed the dildo from his wife's pussy before bending to run her tongue along her soaked slit. "Mmmm, delicious as always, lover." Ken groaned and tried to hold back his own orgasm. The pressure in his balls was intense while he watched Orchid's lips trace over his wife's snatch. "Ah, looks like Ken is ready for more." Ken's wife chuckled and wiggled her ass in his face once again. "Time to prepare for that ass fucking. I want you to lick her ass good now, Ken. Do a good job and make sure she enjoys it." Orchid's voice was a steady stream of delicious comments and instruction coming from behind him. She urged his tongue on with her soft, yet forceful voice. It would have been unnerving following her orders if the job had not been so enjoyable. He had never rimmed his wife before and couldn't believe how hot it made him. His wife was obviously enjoying it too. She thrust her ass fully back onto his tongue as he glided it into her sweet hole. Her grunts and groans encouraged him further to fuck her ass hard with his tongue. Again, he fought to control his orgasm. He wanted to wait until the moment when Orchid plunged the hardy strap-on into his wife's ass. He wondered how many times she had done this before. How many times had his wife enjoyed having a hard prick push past her tender asshole. Why hadn't she ever said anything? This would be a new opportunity for them in the future. He imagined himself fucking her ass while he continued to ready her with his tongue. "Did you do a good job, Ken? Are we ready?" "Oh, yeah, we're ready," Ken answered in a soft growl. "Good, then let the ass fucking begin," Orchid answered as she placed the lubed strap-on against the entrance to his ass.