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Anne's Temptation

By: B_Couric



Anne's temptation leads her to cheating and then group sex. Key elements include her husband's cuckold fetish and male bisexuality.  

*****

Anne found herself anticipating her morning sessions, in a way she hadn't since she started leading the workouts at the her town's community center. One hundred years prior it had been built as a high school, but had since been closed and repurposed, but still had a first rate football field and swimming facilities. 

Her husband Joshua did stretches on the composite surface next to the outdoor exercise equipment that had been put in that summer. Today they'd done some pull ups between timed sprints and stair running up the cement bleachers that lined one side of the track surrounding the old football field, now a huge patch of lush green grass, the goal posts long since pulled out.

With the exception of Erik and her husband, the last of her class had left. It was already 7:45 am. She stretched, flexing a calf muscle as she leaned against a steel bar. Her husband looked at her and grinned as she wiggled her ass and arched her back, giving him a show meant to embarrass him in front of Erik, the new guy. She was proud of her body. She'd been a personal trainer since college where she rowed on the crew team. In high school she played both volleyball and basketball.

Anne knew her husband loved her. He attended her morning classes with her, but he'd been working so hard the past few years, the morning classes, late evening dinners and exhausted evenings seemed to be the only time they had together on the weekdays. 

Erik, looked at her husband, "Do you two cycle?" 

She found his Norwegian accent fascinating, almost as fascinating as the rippling muscles on his 6'4" frame. At first she pegged him as a former college athlete, maybe even a pro, but he said he'd just started a job in the San Francisco Bay Area and had gone to a university in Europe, the name she'd forgotten.

"A little bit, why?" Joshua answered.

"I was thinking of doing some road or mountain biking this weekend. Are you game?" he asked.

Anne was glad Joshua couldn't see into her soul because inside she was screaming for Joshua to say yes. He looked at her and she smiled, nodding her head. 

The life of a personal trainer could be a delicate balance, especially a female personal trainer doing her best trophy wife impersonation for her professional, businessman husband. Anne easily fended off the 60 year old geezers, middle aged men, and occasional 20 something, but a guy like Erik was different. She needed an arm's length between business and private life. That's why she handed clients business cards with only work contact information. That's what she'd given to Erik when she first met him.

"We can do both," Joshua said, and looked at me. "You're the trainer, what do you want to do?"

Anne was caught off guard, "I wouldn't mind doing some road, maybe climb the mountain and go to Santa Cruz? We could take a bus back."

"How far is that?" Erik asked, pulling up on his ankle behind his back. Anne caught a glance of his package and gulped, Erik smiled at her.

Anne turned embarrassed, wondering if she'd just imagined it or did Erik actually catch her looking at him. "I think it's about 40 miles, but there's a big uphill climb."

"Let's do it," Erik said. 

"I have to work tomorrow," Joshua paused as he thought, "Wait, have you ever gone surfing?"

"Surfing? That's sounds really cool, yeah, that could be great!" Erik said and he looked back at Anne and winked.

"What about work?" Anne said to her husband.

"No, that's it, you two road bike over the hill to Santa Cruz tomorrow, I'll bring the boards and wetsuits tomorrow evening, we all hole up in a hotel room and hit the waves early on Sunday."

"So Erik and I go by ourselves?" Anne smiled at Erik. 

"Go for it, I'll meet you there. It's perfect." Joshua said. "I know you need to get out more. Don't be trapped at home."

Her stomach did backflips, and she wondered if she hear her husband correctly - did he just say she should go with Erik?

Crossing the field to the parking lot, the men exchanged contact information.

"Maybe you should have Anne's number also," said Joshua, and Anne repeated it to Erik as he punched it into his phone. 

They pulled out of the parking lot together, Joshua driving. 

"Tomorrow should be fun," Joshua said.

"Absolutely," Anne said, but she sat in silence, not sure what to say to her husband. She liked Erik, she liked him a lot and it clouded her thinking. She looked up the hotel on the beach that she always wanted to go to on her smartphone.

"Should I reserve two rooms?" she asked her husband.

"Not if they have a room with two queens. Just get one of those," Joshua answered. Anne made the call, visions of Erik in his briefs filled her mind.

-

The next morning Anne was in the garage, the door open when Erik's Audi pulled into the driveway. Joshua helped him take the bike off the roof rack, and they gathered by his smartphone to chart their course. They agreed Joshua would drive his Jeep over the to Santa Cruz around 6 pm and they'd all go out for dinner. 

Anne carried a small backpack with a light summer dress, change of underwear and some sandals. They'd check into the hotel, clean up and wait for Joshua.

"Do you want me to carry that?" Erik asked, he also had a backpack with a change of clothes. 

"Sure," said Anne, careful to put the panties inside the dress so it wasn't obvious as she passed it to Erk. 

She examined his tight cycling jersey. "Is that the Norwegian Flag?" Anne asked. He looked good in his patriotic top and blue cyclist shorts.

"It sure is," he smiled, and Anne subconsciously crossed her legs as he squatted with the bag in front of him, his cock obscenely obvious under the tight fabric. 

The mounted their bikes, Joshua giving her a quick goodbye kiss before whispering, "Have fun," in her ear.

The ride through the Santa Cruz mountains was fairly easy for both of them, despite the initial rise in elevation. It was more or less a fairly steep uphill climb for the first 10 miles. They stopped briefly at the top of the mountain. There was a scenic view, complete with parking lot for tourists, and they could see a huge chunk of Silicon Valley and the southern part of San Francisco Bay.

"There's a lot of motorcyclists up here," Erik said.

"They love to ride up here. They're probably more dangerous than the cars," Anne said.

"Have you ever ridden a motorcycle?" he asked.

"Like as a passenger? Only a couple of times."

"Would you like to come up with me sometime? You could ride on the back," Erik asked.

"If my husband would let me," she smirked. 

"Don't worry about him. He wouldn't have to know," Erik laughed. 

The thought of hanging onto the back of Erik, guiding a motorcycle up the mountain and down the curvy roads excited her, and she wondered if indeed she would take him up on the offer. 

"I tell my husband everything," grinned Anne.

Erik gave her a shrug, "In Norway we don't feel it necessary to tell our spouses every little thing," and he winked at her, a sly smile on his face.

Anne giggled nervously, "We go straight down, try to make Santa Cruz for lunch, but I want to first get all the way to the beach. It's my little thing, to ride to the ocean first."

"No problem," Erik answered, taking a swig of water, "We can jump in the water before we change."

"It's cold!"

"Even better. My Viking blood likes it," and he flexed an arm for her.

They started pedaling, but it was a very easy ride as they flew down the other side of the hill. Around 11 am they rolled into a small mountain town and stopped to drink some water before making their final push into Santa Cruz. Anne felt a little tired but otherwise in decent shape. She hadn't cycled in a while and her legs ached dully. When they popped out of traffic near the boardwalk, they made a beeline for the bike racks. 

Locking up their bikes they kicked off their cycling shoes, putting them into Erik's backpack. There were rows of beach volleyball courts.

"I used to play volleyball," Anne told Erik. 

Erik looked at her, making a show of checking out her ass, "Yes, it looks like you could jump pretty high."

"Stop it!," she giggled. If only her husband could see her now. She felt free and uninhibited and didn't think twice when Erik took her hand and guided her to the water. They stepped into the hot sand in their bare feet, making it a short distance.

"Ouch ouch ouch!" yelped Anne, and Erik turned and picked her up, like a little girl in his arms, as he hustled her down to the sand that was still damp from the ocean tide.

"You are so light," Erik said, and Anne leaned back, laughing. 

"I feel like a little girl," she giggled.

"You are a little girl," he answered.

On the wet beach Erik set her down, her feet now comfortable as the cool ocean water lapped at her ankles.

"This feels so nice," she said.

"Don't tell your husband, he might get jealous," said Erik.

"He won't get jealous," she said, looking out at the pier, trying to find the Sea Lions that camped out on the pylons below.

Erik put an arm around her, and pulled her close. Anne looked up at him, eyes wide and realized what he was about to do. Trembling, she looked up into his eyes, biting her lip.

"What are you thinking?" Anne asked.

He kissed her, his lips meeting hers, and he paused, looking in her eyes, "Are you sure you tell your husband everything?"

She paused, her whole body felt like it was melting. "Shut up," she said and she leaned in and he kissed her again. She wrapped her hands around him, he was so big and powerful compared to any man she'd kissed before. 

"Let's go to the hotel room?"

This seemed to snap Anne back to reality, "We can't, I can't. I'm married."

"It's the perfect time," Erik answered, leaning down to kiss her again.

Anne's breasts heaved, her breath steady and smooth. He was right, but this was all wrong. 

"I'm sorry, we can't do this. Let's just go to the room and clean up," she said.

Erik nodded, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin things for you."

He picked her up again and walked her back across the hot sand to their bikes. In silence they made their way to the hotel, Erk standing guard over the bikes as she asked the front desk if their room was ready It was early but they had a room for them ready to go.

They brought their bikes directly to their room, picking them up so as not to soil the carpet. Anne's heart beat as Erik slid a keycard into their room's lock, and turned the handle, opening the door. They set the bikes down next to the balcony side of the room. 

"I need to take a shower," Anne said, and Erik nodded. 

"Take your time, I'm going to go downstairs to look around," Erik said.

"Sounds good," Anne agreed, and she made her way into the bathroom before peeling off her clothes. She texted her husband that they had arrived. 

By the time she emerged, Erik had already returned. She opened the restroom door gently, "Hey, can you give me my clothes in your bag?"

"Sure," he said, "Oh, what are these?"

"Just hand them over," Anne said, and he handed her the dress, but not the panties.

"My panties?" she called out.

"You can come and get them," Erik's sweet voice called. out.

Anne threw on the dress, combing out her hair and pulling it back into a pony tale. She walked out, and Erik was sitting on at the little table in the corner, two glasses of wine already poured, her panties spinning on his finger.

"Very nice," he grinned.

"Give them here," Anne said, holding out her hand.

"How about I put them on you? That would be different, you could tell your husband I didn't take off your panties, I only put them on."

Anne laughed at the thought, it was clever.

Using both hands, Erik held out the panties, ready for her to step in. She pushed down her dress, not letting him see up her skirt as she gently put feet through the openings, then trembling, she stood as Erik slowly pulled the panties up, onto her hips. 

"Have a glass of wine," he said and she took it, smiling.

"Erik, I'm sorry. I think I made a mistake coming here with you."

"Anne, even if nothing more happens," he paused, thinking, Don't worry about it. What is meant to happens, it happens."

"Nothing is going to happen," she said.

Erik disappeared into the shower, Anne cursing her husband for sending her on the trip. She liked Erik, found his brash attitude sexy, but she wasn't going to be a cheater.

She opened the sliding glass door to a balcony overlooking at the ocean. She leaned against the railing, her thoughts wandering to how to spend the next few hours. She was a bit tired and wondered if Erik would let her sleep in peace. After a few minutes she heard the door opened and turned to ask Erik how much he paid for the room.

He was standing only in a towel, and she gasped as she saw him naked. He grinned at her.

"You seem to be having second thoughts Anne," he smiled and dropped his towel.

His long hard cock bobbed in front of him and Anne put her hand to her mouth and screamed, not in terror, but in surprise. It was monstrous compared to her husband's cock, uncut, and thick. Erik walked over to her, and reached out for her hand, and gently guided it to his hard cock.

Anne grinned and wrapped her hand around the warm shaft. 

"Well, maybe, just with my hand okay?" she said, looking up at Erik who smiled.

She stroked the enormous member, mesmerized by it's size. Fluid dribbled out and she used it as lubrication, spreading around his shaft as Erik closed his eyes. 

Anne settled into a pattern, both hands now on his penis as she slid her hands up and down the shaft. She looked up as Erik's breathing became strong, and she giggled. He looked down at her.

"The bed?" he asked.

"Okay," she said, and he laid down on one of the queen sized beds. She kneeled next to him, sitting on her legs which she folded under her in a somewhat lame attempt to conserve her wifely dignity, not letting him see under her dress as she stroked him. 

She swallowed hard, wondering if she could lick it, and it seemed Erik read her mind as he said, "Nobody has to know Anne."

He reached out, his hand stroking her leg, but she was firm, "You can't touch my pussy Erik, I have a husband."

"It's the perfect time, let's make love" he said.

Anne found herself giggling, desperately wanting him to take her, but resisting as best she could, "You can't put it in my pussy," but she shifted and spread her legs for him as his fingers made contact with her vulva. 

She gasped, "Just your fingers, I can't have sex with you.."

Her voice trailed off as her breathing became strong and labored.

She leaned over and put his head into her mouth, his impossibly slippery fluid spreading its salty taste on her tongue. He couldn't fuck her if she sucked him, she rationalized as her marital vows crumbled.

She wanted him to come. She wanted to taste him in her mouth and she quickened the pace of her hands, jerking him in quick short motions. Erik moaned and paused his strokes between her legs, and she knew he was close. She rotated and pumped her hands, trying to take more of his cock into her mouth. 

She reached down with her right hand and cupped his balls, feeling the pressure as she caressed them tenderly. Even his goddamn balls were huge, she thought, amazed. Suddenly his body jerked and she felt the spasm in his shaft and knew it was about to happen.

She held her lips tight against his shaft as sperm squirted into her mouth. As the hot liquid filled her mouth she continued coaxing it from his shaft. She shifted, accidently letting a small quantity of pearly white fluid slide escape her lips. When she was satisfied he'd finished, she removed her mouth from his shaft, careful to keep her lips sealed and swallowed.

"That was nice," Erik smiled. 

Anne pulled his hand to her groin. "Please!" she moaned, concentrating on his fingertips as they brushed the fabric of her panties. 

"Lie down," Erik said and she happily leaned back, her head on the soft white pillow. He bent down low, and her eyes widened as he pulled the front of her dress down, her small pert nipples exposed to him. He paused, deftly licking her right breast.

"Oh my God,"she gasped as Erik's lips teased her hard nub, while at the same time his hand again made contact between her legs. He no longer teased her through the cotton fabric, but slid his fingers under the hem of her panties. Anne's legs thrashed as he made contact with her clit, gently massaging into her tight slit.

She trembled as Erik's fingers massaged her deep inside, the hook of his finger rhythmically pressing against her clit.

"I'm coming," she yelped, and the spark, deep in her lower belly burned brighter until her orgasm exploded and she kicked her legs, holding his hand against her groin as she came. She shook, arching her back in ecstasy as the feelings coursed through her body.

Erik withdrew his fingers and smiled at her.

"Oh what have we done?," Anne said.

"Sometimes we need somebody other than our husband to really make things happen," Erik said, and kissed her nipple again.

"Jesus, what am I going to tell my husband."

"You don't have to tell him anything, or you can tell him everything," Erik answered. He'd shifted position, and nuzzled her from behind.

The combination of the long ride and release of sexual tension took their toll, and they both drifted off to sleep. It was almost five they awoke to a knock. Knowing it was probably Joshua, Erik threw on his clothes and she got up quickly and ran to the door.

He leaned in to kiss her and she kissed him back, conscious of the reason for her dry mouth.

"Nice room," Joshua said as she led him inside where Erik sat, rising to shake his hand. "Maybe I should have just picked you up tomorrow morning," 

"I tried everything Joshua, but I couldn't get her to sleep with me," Erik joked.

Anne gave Erik her dirtiest look, but he shrugged and as Joshua turned to her she quickly smiled ear to ear. She felt like a fraud.

After putting the surfboards and gear in the room, the three of them walked to a restaurant that Joshua liked, inland on main street. It was only a ten minute walk, but Erik did most of the talking, recounting to Joshua the ride. Anne remained silent, afraid to say anything until she heard Erik's version of events post arrival at the beach.

Joshua ordered a bottle of wine, and they all sipped as they waited for their order, Anne deciding it was time to start speaking or risk looking foolish and deceitful. By the end of their meal everybody was joking and it seemed somewhat normal. 

Joshua said he knew of a great bar and they stopped for another couple of drinks. They sat at a booth, Erik filling them with tales about drinking and womanizing in Norway, and Anne could see Joshua was fascinated, trading stories himself. 

Joshua surprised Anne a little bit, getting into a conversation where he said things like, "Norwegian girls are so hot, why would you come here?"

Erik laughed, saying in the stilted syntax of a non-native speaker, "I don't know, Anne here compares very favorably to Norwegian women."

Anne blushed.

"How do I compare to Norwegian men?" Joshua joked, winking at Anne.

Shocked, Anne said, "Um, this is just a crazy conversation, I'm not saying anything."

Both men laughed and the boys ordered more drinks. Anne, against her better judgement, tried to keep up with them.

Anne stumbled out of the bar with Joshua and Erik a couple of hours later.

Joshua held her up as she walked, but she kept thinking about Erik, and she said, "Maybe if you both hold my hand I'll be okay."

She reached out and walked between the two of them, drunk, but her heart beat in her throat.


Anne's Temptation



At the door she leaned against her husband as Erik opened the door, and they made their way inside. She went to the balcony to get some fresh air and Joshua brought her a glass of water.

"Maybe we should go to sleep," Joshua said, "we have an early day tomorrow."

"Yes, that's fine, Anne can sleep in my bed and you can have one all to yourself," Erik joked. 

"You need to go out on the town and get yourself laid Erik, I'm old enough to be your - older sister!" Anne joked, and they all laughed. 

"Oh, Erik is hitting on you huh?" Joshua said.

"Right in front of your eyes hubby," Anne smiled, "Oh my feet hurt, anybody want to give me a foot massage?"

"I'll give her a great foot massage Joshua," Erik said, an evil smile on his face.

"Be my guest," Joshua answered.

Anne looked at Joshua who nodded. She furrowed her eyebrows at him, but sat down on the bed, stretching out her legs in anticipation. Erik sat at the foot of the bed and held her feet, briefly giving each a rub down. She closed her eyes, enjoying his electric touch. 

Again she glanced at her husband but he was on the balcony looking out over the ocean, not at her.

"He gives a nice foot massage Joshua," she said, loud enough for him to hear.

He turned giving her a funny look, "I can see that. Maybe you need a leg massage too," he answered, grinning.

Anne looked back at her husband, surprised, but Erik's hands were already going up her calf. She swallowed hard as his hands moved gently up and down her legs.

Joshua re-entered the room and Anne expected him to come over and put a stop to it, or at least take over for Erik, but instead he walked to the lightswitch turned them off except for the light in the entranceway by the door to the restroom. The room was now semi-dark. the atmosphere dangerous.

The combination of booze and her husband's obvious machinations were having an effect. Erik was SO good looking and his hands reminded her of what he had done to her earlier that day.

Joshua came over, and sat on the bed next to Erik, grabbing a leg. She looked warily at both of them. Anne didn't know why, but his actions scared her.

"Joshua," she said, "maybe we should go to bed now?"

"Not yet," he said, and he stroked her leg, past her knee, halfway up the inside of her leg.

Her voice quivered, "It's time for bed, this isn't right." It pained her to say the words.

"Soon enough," Joshua said, and Erik, emulating Joshua, also reached up, his long powerful hand also stroking the leg he held, but he didn't stop, he reached up completely under her dress, his fingers once again connecting with her groin.

Anne gasped and when she recovered, gave her husband a dirty look, as if to challenge him as to why he just let another man feel her up. He merely smiled, pulling her leg to the side, spreading her so they could both see up her skirt. 

"Joshua," Anne whispered, closing her eyes as once again Erik reached up high enough to brush her pubic hair, "what are you doing?"

"Just relax," Joshua said. "We're just giving you a massage, nothing wrong with that."

Anne closed her eyes, and both men now reached up under her dress, stroking her strong, powerful legs, fingers massaging her buttocks. She weighed the possibilities, she could stop this now, tell them both in no uncertain terms to keep their hands to themselves, or she could let it happen. She was excited and terrified and wet with arousal.

The hands moved up and down, back and forth, she wondered what to say, if she should say anything at all. 

"Are you sure Joshua?" was all that came out of her mouth.

"Sure about what?" he asked.

"This could be really, really stupid Joshua. Really stupid."

"It's not stupid," he said, and this time his hands lingered, probing the inside thigh by her groin.

Sure enough Erik's hand now also lingered, and she bit her lip, ready for more.

"Are you drunk Joshua? I'm so drunk," she mumbled.

"A little bit," he laughed softly.

She focused on the hands, throwing caution to the wind and whispered, "Erik?"

"Yes?" he answered.

"Take off my panties Erik."

Joshua let out a deep sigh and nodded as Erik leaned in, grabbing the sides of her panties. She raised her bottom off the bed and they slid off.

"This is your fault Joshua," she said, looking away from both of them, and repeated, "This is your fault."

"I know," Joshua said he leaned over, kissing Anne's neck as she turned from him.

This was the last chance, she thought, the last chance to put a stop to it. She could tell them it was a joke, tell them to turn off the lights, go to bed. Then she remembered how she had already sucked off Erik, and what she said to him.

"Erik," she called out.

"Yes?" 

"Erik, I want you to put it in me, put in in my pussy," she said.

The bed shifted, and Erik pulled down his pants, kicking them off. She turned and eyed Joshua, frowning at him, not so much because she didn't want it, but because she thought he deserved it. He didn't even look at her, but put a hand on her bare pussy, his fingers testing her. 

Even in the low light she could see Erik's strong hard cock and reflexively she spread her legs, pulling her dress up around her stomach. Erik leaned over her, as if he was doing a pushup. She reached down and pulled her husband's hand away as Erik's big legs forced hers even further apart and she felt the head of his cock connect with her vaginal opening. 

"Joshua, he's going to have sex with me. Sex. Oh fuck..," she moaned as he pressed into her. Incredibly wet and relaxed from the liquor, his thick head easily penetrated her.

That's when it hit her, she was having sex with the first man since she married her husband, and it was Erik, the guys she'd secretly crushed on ever since he showed up to her class, and it felt good, so good that she thought Joshua would be crushed if he knew how much she enjoyed it. 

"Slow, slow," she whispered, enjoying the feel of his giant member, but fearful of him going too deep too quickly. Even the stretching felt wonderful as he filled her, and she arched her pelvis to meet his penetration as he rocked back and forth slowly. The sound of sex was squishy and loud. She realized she must have been sopping. 

Anne moaned, glancing at Joshua, who had his own cock out, and she grabbed it, more out of politeness as she was in no mind to concentrate on jerking him off.

She looked up at Erik, the muscles and tendons effortlessly active as he thrust into her, and she raised her head up, to kiss him. He returned the kiss, his tongue sliding between her lips and she accepted him fully, briefly eyeing Joshua who made little noises, reminding Anne of a hurt animal and she felt satisfaction in his pained bleatings.

"It's all your fault," she whispered, "Erik, I wanted you for so long.." and her voice trailed off. Erik quickened the pace, thrusting furiously, but not with his entire cock as that would almost certainly be too painful and Anne was grateful. He continued this way, and Anne felt a rolling orgasm break through her, each wave causing her to buck, her legs suddenly going weak.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, yes, yes, yes," she squealed, giggling as she tried to say the words. 

He paused, smiling , sliding his cock in to the hilt Anne gasped as it hit her cervix, the opening to her uterus. She wrapped her powerful legs around him, trying to pull him in further, and suddenly he delivered sharp quick thrusts and he grunted as he leaned into her, his weight enormous compared to her husband. He held himself and then pulled out. 

Anne reached between her legs, globs of semen dripped from her unprotected pussy. Suddenly she felt a hot splash, and realized her husband who she'd forgotten about completely had jerked himself off, thoughtlessly spraying her face with his hot load. She ignored the slight, and when Erik leaned in to kiss her he felt the warmth on his cheek and rose up with a laugh.

"God damn," he said, reaching up and brushing it off his cheek, flicking it at Joshua. 

Anne grinned, a thrill passing through her.

The fell asleep, Erik on his own bed as Joshua tried to spoon her. She put her hand between her legs, holding in Erik's sperm.

-

The next morning was complicated, everybody having a hangover and ignoring the events of the prior night. Their mood improved as they hit the waves, Joshua riding smoothly even though he hadn't gotten on a board in a few years, Anne and Erik paddling over the waves, chatting with each other about the ocean and her childhood in the Bay Area. They drove home, Joshua driving with the bikes strapped to a rack and the surfboards strapped to the roof, the car looking comical. At home Anne avoided Joshua, preferring to catch up on reading and web surfing.

The work week started anything but normally. Anne had anticipated meeting Erik Monday morning and for the first time she wished her husband wouldn't be there. It caused her pangs of guilt, but it was undeniable. She fantasized that she and Erik would spend the morning getting coffee or even just chatting on the bleachers like lovestruck teenagers. She thought of various scenarios where she could meet Erik after their session when her husband had left. Inevitably she'd admonish herself for these feelings.

Ironically this led to her being closer to Joshua. It helped her assuage the guilt by putting her arms around him as they walked or watched TV, holding his hand, and being more tender and loving. 

Erik didn't seem to make a big deal out of the events of the weekend. Despite her secret desires to share her feelings with him, he made no effort to connect with her. She wanted to believe he was simply being level headed around her husband, but he was so smooth about it, she wondered if it was something else. Perhaps he wasn't as attracted to her as she thought. Perhaps she was a pump and dump one night stand, and this thought annoyed her and she pushed it out of her mind but the idea lingered.

Wednesday was more of the same. Friday was more eventful, Erik asked her if she was interested in cycling that weekend, but she was scheduled to go to a friend's baby shower on Saturday afternoon. This time Joshua didn't say a word, Anne turned Erik down flat, but she did leave open the possibility of doing something the following weekend. As she and Joshua drove home, Joshua asked her if she wanted her to go on her next ride with Erik and him, or just with Erik. 

Anne told Joshua that of course she wanted him to go. When Joshua reiterated that it was okay with him if she went without him, she gave him a puzzled look. Joshua looked away, telling her it was just a thought, nothing to worry about. She didn't worry about it, but it piqued her interest and she asked him why. Joshua got upset and told her to forget he brought it up.

The next morning Anne awoke to an empty bed. She made her way downstairs and found coffee brewing. 

She sat stirring the cup, and Joshua said, "I had the strangest dream last night."

"Really?" Anne thought absentmindedly.

"This is going to sound really crazy, but I had a dream about you and Erik."

"I don't know if that's so crazy," grinned Anne. A week had past and she was no longer so guilt ridden and in fact felt confident.

She took a sip and set the cup down.

"Yeah, see, that's the weird thing, in the dream it was like I saw you kissing him like in the hotel," said Joshua.

"Really?" Anne answered, her internal antenna now raised. She looked up up at Joshua who seemed to be studying her, his cup of coffee in his hand.

He broke the silence, "Did you like kissing him?"

Anne smirked at Joshua, playing it cool. "I enjoyed it."

"Good," said Joshua, "the dream, it kind of turned me on. I was a little disappointed when I woke up. I have all these feelings, it's a little complex. Do you mind if we talk about it?"

"Sure, no problem," Anne said, feeling glad they were finally addressing the elephant in the room. She put the cup down and picked up her spoon, stirring her coffee again.

"Okay," Joshua set his cup down and tapped the table. "It's kind of like this," he cleared his throat, "hmm-sorry, okay. Do you like Erik?" he stammered.

"Joshua, please!" Anne responded reflexively.

"No, no, just hear me out. I know how you are around him. I can see it. We've been married a long time, I know you."

"Sure, I like him," Anne said, and cleared her throat with a small grin. It felt good to admit that around her husband.

"See? That wasn't so bad," Joshua answered. "Okay, so hypothetically speaking, if you weren't married to me, you'd date him right?"

"Sure, of course," Anne said, seeing no harm in admitting it.

"What would you say if I told you I don't mind you doing things with him, like cycling, having lunch, whatever?" 

"Do I need your permission?" Anne said as if insulted, but more as a defense mechanism. She understood his real point but couldn't believe it.

"To go out with another guy?" Joshua gave her a funny look, "Umm, yeah?"

"Wait, you want me to go out with him? Like date him?" Anne's nervous feeling in her stomach suddenly burned. She didn't know if she should be worried or overjoyed.

"That word seems so weird. I was thinking more like you could hang out with him," Joshua said.

Anne furrowed her brow, "Why?"

Joshua stood up and took her hand, "Can you come upstairs with me?"

Anne shrugged and followed him, nervously wondering where this was going. 

Joshua turned to her as he reached the top of the landing, a grin on his face, "So if I said you could date him, would you?" 

Anne stared at her husband, refusing to believe her luck, but what he proposed seemed fraught with problems. "Are you, umm, do you want a divorce or something, that's how we'd get divorced." 

"No,God no, honey," Joshua said and he kissed her, "I was speaking hypothetically." 

Anne paused, kissing him back when she realized he was kissing her with a passion she hadn't felt from him in years. 

He pulled her hand toward the bedroom. 

"You're going to think I'm crazy," he said, pushing her back onto the bed, "Let me try this again. I didn't meant to freak you out. My dream, I think it came from something I noticed last week, something that's been bugging me. Now hear me out."

Anne shrugged, "Okay?"

Joshua continued, "When I came into the hotel room, I noticed something. You had two beds right?"

"Sure," Anne said, but she her stomach got a sinking feeling. She'd missed something. He'd seen something.

Joshua crawled on top of her, straddling her. "I notice the one bed, it was all mussed up, like it had been used. The other bed was not used. The blankets were tight."

Anne swallowed hard. "You wonder if we slept in the same bed?"

"I know you slept in the same bed, or at least, occupied the same bed," Joshua leaned in grabbing her wrists, holding them to the mattress and leaned in and kissing Anne with more of the same passion. 

Anne tensed up, unable to process what was happening. Part of her wanted to lie her way out of it. Part of her wanted to cry, to beg his forgiveness. She swallowed hard, was her entire marriage about to be blown up, thrown on a funeral pyre? If she told him the truth, the the blowjob, how he'd touched her, could he possibly be okay with it? He acted so giddy.

Joshua seemed oblivious to her internal struggle, kissing her repeated and tenderly on her forehead, her nose, and finally nuzzling her neck. He whispered, "Did you fool around with him?" 

"A little bit, I made him stop!" Anne answered. 

"God I love you so much," Joshua said, and he kissed her hard before sitting up to pull up Anne's shirt, exposing her breasts her nipples taut out of nervousness and fear. He leaned in and started kissing them, a man possessed. Anne was amazed.

"You like this don't you, talking about Erik and me?" Anne asked.

"Yes," Joshua answered.

Anne gulped, "Is it your fantasy? To cuckold you with Erik?"

"Yes!" Joshua said emphatically, almost hurting her as he playfully sucked a nipple between his lips.

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know. It just turns me on. I've been thinking about it all week," Joshua said and returned to suckling on her breasts. Anne contemplated her next move, but he had his own thoughts, and he moved down, kissing her stomach. 

Encouraging him, Anne pushed Joshua's head further down, between her legs. 

Joshua peeled off her stretchy running pants, thumbing her panties and pulling them down until she was naked from the waist down, her powerful thighs spread.

"I love how you smell," he said, diving between her legs, his lips kissing her thatch of public hair, then her thighs, all the while moving closer to her slit, the same slit Erik had owned when he fucked her. Anne ran her fingers through Joshua's hair, caressing him as his lips lightly kissed her vulva.

"Yes," Anne moaned, deciding to test him, "right there. Kiss me there, kiss me Erik."

Joshua paused, mumbling, "Oh my God," and his mouth started an oral assault on her pussy, his tongue slurping and sucking as he buried his face deep in his wife's sex.

Anne felt an orgasm beginning to build, "That's it Erik, like that." 

She was breathing heavily when Joshua paused, frustrating her, and asked, "What did he do to you in the hotel?"

Anne paused, her voice almost trembled as she contemplated telling him but she couldn't do it and only managed to say, "What do you think?"

"Did he try to kiss you?"

Again Anne paused, grinning as she said, "Would you like that, if Erik tried to kiss me?"

"Yes, please, tell me."

"Eat my pussy Joshua, I mean Erik" Anne said, too aroused to laugh.

Joshua resumed his licking, Anne tensed, feeling the the orgasm again build, and again cried out, "Erik, please, lick me Erik. Lick me."

Joshua redoubled his efforts slurping and licking for a few minutes until Anne tensed, the vibration flowing through her body, her pussy wracked with spasms and she squeezed her powerful legs together against Joshua's head. 

"Yes, yes, right there," and she squealed, high pitched and sharp, as she came from her husband's tongue. Her pelvis shook as the orgasm pulsed through her, the best she'd had with Joshua in years. 

She settled down, eyes closed, amazed at her arousal from the taboo nature of their conversation. 

"Come up here, let me help you out," she said, and she scooted back onto the bed, Joshua eagerly crawling up.

"Can I fuck you?" he asked.

"Sure," Anne said, and she spread her legs for him. He slid in easily as he crawled on top of her. 

"This feels nice," she said, a pleasant beautiful feeling as he eased in and out of her.. 

Rocking back and forth Joshua asked, "Tell me. Did he kiss you? Did he try to kiss you?"

Anne swallowed hard, looking him in the eyes, "Umm, maybe."

"Did he? Tell me?" Joshua had a crazed grin on his face.

Anne knew what he wanted to hear and said it, "We kissed. On the beach and in the hotel room."

"Fuck, turn over, I want to fuck you from behind," Joshua said.

Anne turned over, burying her face in a pillow as she imagined Erik.

"You kissed him, what else did you do? Come on, tell me," he said aggressively.

Anne decided it was the perfect time for the truth. "I sucked his cock. It was so beautiful."

Joshua slammed suddenly tensed up, grunting, and pushed himself deep into her, going from slow strokes to pounding thrusts as he released inside her and then collapsed, kissing her neck from behind.

"Are you finished?" Anne asked, knowing the truth, but wanting to be sure he was satisfied.

"Yes," he said, pulling out, and she reached between her legs as the semen dribbled from between her lips.

As he laid beside her he asked, "Did you really do it? Did you suck his dick?"

Anne balked, "I like teasing you."

"You're driving me crazy!" Joshua said, kissing her again. He got up and practically skipped to the restroom to get a towel for her. When he returned, he asked her again as she put the towel between her legs. "Just tell me the truth."




Anne's Temptation



"The truth?" Anne asked.

"Did he kiss you? Did you do anything else? Did he fuck you?"

"Fuck me?" Anne laughed, "No, please."

"But he kissed you?"

"Is this your fantasy Joshua, that I kiss Erik?" Anne asked.

"Maybe. Did he kiss you?"

"Yes, we kissed, I gave him a blowjob."

"Are you serious?" he lay back on the bed, his hands behind his head as he contemplated her words.

Anne put her hand to her head, Joshua was getting annoying, "I told you twice."

"I turns me on, honest. I can't help it."

"Having a threesome was one thing. Dating him is - dangerous," she said, "if we do this, how could it work?"

"So you'd consider it?" asked Joshua.

Anne turned and looked at him, she she could taste the excitement she felt. "Sure. I think it's stupid. For us, but really stupid for you."

"I've been thinking about it a lot. We can handle it."

"You're talking with your dick. What if I really like him? I think I could."

"I'm okay with hit," and he leaned over and kissed her again.

"He has to use a condom," Anne said. I can't risk it like we did before.

"Okay," Joshua agreed.

The lay in bed together, discussing various scenarios that a week earlier she'd mulled over silently. When they were finished, it was agreed that Joshua would start skipping some sessions in order to give her a chance at some alone time. At the very least she'd try to arrange the coffee or lunch she'd contemplated earlier. If she got really lucky, she'd end up spending an evening together with him. 

They were both so aroused that they had sex twice more.

-

"Damn," she said, rising out of bed.

"What?"

She put on some of her sharpest gear, intending to catch Erik's eye. The stress of the morning was manifesting itself in a heightened sense of self awareness. The birds chirping seemed louder, and distractions were annoying. She was glad to finally get in the car to go to her class. She was feeling cooped up in the house, and Joshua's pestering was getting on her nerves.

As usual, she arrived early, and did some light warm ups waiting for the full class to arrive. They were almost ready when she spied Erik walking across the field, and she felt nervous. She'd contemplated texting him, but thought better to speak live, be natural.

The session seemed to take forever, Anne annoyed how she felt after Joshua's pounding. When it finally ended, the participants headed out, but Erik stayed behind.

Anne felt the nervousness washing over her like a waterfall. 

"Do you want to get some coffee, maybe go out later this week?"

Erik squinted, a smile on his face, "I have to work. Can you do it in the evening?"

"Sure," Anne said.

"Do you want to continue what we started in Santa Cruz?"

Anne bit her lip, embarrassed.

"Yes?" she asked, the word barely audible.

"What about your husband?"

"Don't worry about him, he doesn't mind," Anne answered. She'd practiced this moment all morning, but it still felt weird to say it. "He wants us to cuckold him."

Erik laughed treating her comment as if it was completely normal. "Want to go out tonight?"

"Um, can we make it another night? I have some plans," she said, but in truth she wanted to be ready.

They agreed to meet in two days, Wednesday evening.

Sitting in the parking lot, her hands shook as she took out her phone and sent Joshua a text - "Talked to Erik. I have a date for Wednesday."

The response was almost immediate - "Come home now!!"

Erik met her at the front door. They kissed and he tried to attack her again. This time she told him he had to lay off her body. She wanted to be ready. She pulled out his cock and directed him to the couch.

She held his cock and started to jerk it back and forth. "You like this, huh?"

"Yes,"

"You want me to do this to Erik's cock?"

"Yes!"

"You have only two more days, and it's going to happen, I'm going to grab his cock like this. Can you handle it?"

"Fuck yes, I want it," Joshua's eyes closed, his body already tensing.

"Imagine me, imagine your wife with his big, hard cock."

"I'm going to cum!"

"The next time my pussy feels a cock, it's going to be Erik's cock."

Joshua spurted, thick white ropey liquid spraying onto the hardwood floor and leather of the couch.

"Good boy Joshua," Anne said, and she kissed him before taking leave to the kitchen to wash up.

"That was fucking great!" roared Joshua from the other room.

Anne smiled to herself. "You like it when I do that?"

"Oh yeah."

"I can do that," Anne said happily, "But you need to go to work. I have a shift at the gym in a half hour."

Anne received texts from Joshua all day, ranging from professions of love to naughty innuendo about her "date" Wednesday night. Eventually she learned to stop responding. Joshua was insatiable.

That evening Joshua burst through the front door as Anne put the finishing touches on dinner for the evening. She'd opened a bottle of wine, prepared to get Joshua under control.

After kissing her she gave him a glass and told him to have a seat. She sipped, smiling at him as he jabbered on about how hot the upcoming date was making him. He droned on for a few minutes before settling down.

"Joshua, can I make a suggestion?" she said.

"Sure, anything."

"You're kind of putting a lot of pressure on me. I'm already nervous enough. Can you just shut up about it? I'll give you a blowjob if you'll just shut up. I don't want to talk about it, stop texting me, we can revisit all this again when you get back from work tomorrow night."

"Really? I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Drink your wine. Do you want it?"

He nodded and she glanced to the couch. They made their way to the couch and he unzipped, pulling down his slacks.

She knelt between him and started to suck him. 

"Oh God I want to say something so bad right now," he murmured.

"No more," she answered, continuing to mouth him. He was semi-hard, and that puzzled her as she did her best to manipulate him.

"It's just.."

"I'll stop, I swear," she warned.

"Please?"

She rose up, dropping his limp penis, "Nope, that's it, I'm done. I'm going to take my dinner upstairs. I told you."

"Why?"

"Because you're taking the fun out of it. You just won't stop!" 

Anne turned, thinking she needed to be firm and kind, and she wasn't so successful at being kind. 

As she walked away he said, "Okay, I'll stop. I'm sorry. You don't even have to suck me off."

Anne paused. She wanted to give him another chance.

Joshua continued, "Just, turn around. I'll do it myself. I just want to look at you."

Anne puzzled but appreciative of his attitude turned, crossed her arms and shook her head, smiling at him. She said, "What am I going to do with you?"

Joshua drew a finger to his mouth, motioning that he had zipped it and wouldn't say a word. With his other hand he jerked himself off. Now his cock was rising up, clearly hardening.

"You like this huh?" she said, and turned for him, her ass sticking out proudly in her dri-fit workout pants. 

Josh simply nodded, smiling affectionately at her.

She took that as a positive signal, and in a gesture of goodwill, turned to him, hooking her thumbs in the hem of her pants, and pulled down, exposing her bare pussy toward him, her pubic hair trimmed back significantly this morning.

Josh's eyes widened and she licked a finger and then put it between her legs, an exaggerated look of lust on her face as she touched her clit. 

Josh stroked even harder, breaking his own rule as he whispered, "Yes!"

"I wonder if Erik is going to touch me like this," purred Anne.

Josh grunted, semen splashing on the floor in front of him.

"You seem to like that couch?" Anne said, chuckling.

"Thank you," Joshua said. 

"Okay, I'm going upstairs. You watch TV or something." She took her plate and a glass of water up the stairs to her bedroom, setting it on the nightstand. 

She locked the door. When he tried to open it, she called out, "I just need some alone time. Sleep in the guest bedroom tonight okay?"

"What about my clothes?"

She got off the bed and unlocked the door. 

"I'm sorry," she said, "I just need a little me time. Is that okay?"

"Sure," Joshua said, giving her a quick kiss. Anne went downstairs for her phone while he gathered a few things and left the room. 

"Thank you honey," she said and he told her it was okay and she blew him a kiss and closed the door. Anne looked down at the doorknob and, but locked it again and turned on her computer surfing the web as she ate her dinner. It reminded her of being a teenager, holed up in her own special space. She simply felt an overwhelming desire to be alone. 

She opened Facebook.

She paused, a delicious feeling of scheming coming down over her. She had her privacy. Joshua wanted her to fuck him. She found Erik's profile and sent him a friend request.

After 20 minutes she looked again, the Facebook request still not accepted. She pulled out her phone and sent him a text: "Hi Erik guess who?"

Erik: "Anne?"

Anne: "Yep."

Erik: "What's up. I can't stop thinking about Wed."

Anne: "Me too."

Erik: "I have an idea."

Anne: "What?"

Erik: "Let's go to Santa Cruz again. Finish what we started."

Anne looked at the text, and felt a tingle between her legs that she absentmindedly rubbed with her left hand as she texted: "Can you get me back by 9 am the next day?"

Erik: "Of course."

Anne: "It sounds fun."

Erik: "Wednesday morning's session is going to drive me crazy."

Anne: "I was going crazy on Monday. LOL."

Erik: "Let's go crazy together."

Anne: "In the morning and in the evening? I don't work."

Erik: "Especially in the evening."

She closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure between her legs as she contemplated her next text, wondering how far she should go. 

Fuck it, she thought and got up, silently made her way to the door, and fiddled with the knob, ensuring it was locked. She peeled off her pants and grabbed her phone. The master bedroom closet had a large sliding glass mirrored door. She turned, trying to find the best angle.

She eventually settled for laying on her back, the camera pointed between her legs, so her face wasn't shown. She examined the photo, lewd, but sexy. Even she loved her body, she realized she was something of a physical narcissist. She sat back on the bed, thinking as her left hand once again made it's way between her legs. She attached the photo of her pussy to a text "You can put it in me this time" and pressed the send button.

Her heart raced, unable to believe she'd done it. She felt the tingling sensation start to overwhelm her and her phone buzzed. It was a message from Erik: "Oh my. I'll put it in you LOTS of times."

She closed her eyes, imagining the possibilities, and came. She couldn't get to sleep until 1 am, her mind and body anxious.

-

She woke up the next morning to the sound of the garage door opening. She looked at her phone again, a long list of texts between the two, including the dick picture she'd begged him to send. She grinned wickedly as she sent that to her email to store on her computer. If nothing else, she'd have a momento.

By 2 pm she was on the back half of her shift, working the front desk at the gym and she couldn't help herself, sending a text to Joshua: "Hey, you didn't come last night. You sleep okay?"

Joshua: "Yeah, fine. The guest bed is kind of comfy."

Anne: "Thanks for the alone time. I needed it."

Joshua: "I thought I saw your light on late."

Anne grinned. She texted: "I have a surprise. Two surprises. LOL"

Joshua: "Really?"

Anne: "Are you alone? Private?"

Joshua: "Yep!"

Anne forwarded the picture of Erik's hard cock.

Joshua: "WTF. Is that Erik's?"

Anne: "Yes"

Joshua: "When did he sent that?"

Anne: "Last night. We texted."

Joshua: OMG. Oh my fucking God.

Anne: "Want to see what I sent him?"

Joshua: "Jesus. Sure."

Anne again forwarded the picture of her pussy.

Joshua: "Wait! You sent that? To him? OMG"

Anne: "We agreed to go back to the hotel in Santa Cruz. That okay with you?"

Joshua: "YES." 

Anne: "When we're there you can think about his cute prick inside me."

Joshua: "Cute? No."

Anne: "It's cute. I like it."

Joshua: "I can't believe this is real."

Anne: "Oh it's real. Real big."

Joshua: "I mean this whole thing. Wife!"

Anne: "Just imagine I'm his wife tomorrow night."

Joshua: "FUCK"

Anne: "Honeymoon suite. LOL"

Joshua: "FFFFUCCK."

Anne: "Correct."

Joshua: "I don't know Anne. I'm going crazy."

Anne: "Too late. C you tonight!"

Joshua: "FFUUCCK."

Anne left it at that. He should enjoy that for a while.

-

As per their custom, Anne had just wrapped up making dinner when she heard the front door open and Joshua call out to her. She had prepared for this meeting, putting a box of condoms on the coffee table.

"Can we talk about it?" he said after greeting her with a kiss.

"Sure," Anne answered, smiling. She felt better today, she had been in control of the conversation.

"I can't believe it," Joshua said. "This is going to happen?"

"It doesn't have to, I could call it off," Anne wanted Joshua to have the right of refusal, she didn't want him coming back at her later, bitter if everything went wrong. She walked to the living room, pointing out the box of condoms.

"Magnums!" he chuckled. "Oh Jesus Christ!"

"Should I call it off? This might be your last chance."

Joshua seemed to ignore the question, the said, "Can I see the texts?" 

Anne retrieved her phone, an embarrassed smile on her face. She didn't feel right just handing it over, but she supposed it was only fair and he didn't seem upset at all.

He took her phone and sat down on the couch and when he finished, he looked at her blankly, "Holy fuck. You sent him a picture first?"

Anne grimaced, "Sorry?"

"It's okay. I just, I don't know, I pictured him sending it first."

Anne shrugged, "I was so turned on."

"It's like you seduced him," and now Joshua had the wicked smile.

"Hardly," Anne laughed.

"Can we do it? Please?"

"No," Anne shook her head. "I was sore yesterday, I don't want to have sex with him feeling all used."

"Let's do it like yesterday? I can give you a little show?" she offered.

Joshua unbuckled, "No problem," she answered.

This time she sat on the couch next to Joshua, who shifted to the side to see her better.

Anne gave him a coy look, and put a hand between her legs, pouring on the sexy charm.

"Is this what you want to see, you want to see how Erik is going to have sex with your wife?"

She rubbed herself between her legs through her tight black pants.

"Yes," Joshua whispered, his cock already hard.

"Imagine him with me, imagine how it's going to be."

"Yes," he answered.

"Why don't you open the box, pretend you're Erik," Anne purred.

He picked up the box, smiling and unwrapped it, pulling out a gold foiled condom.

She reached over and touched his dick, then she took the condom, unwrapped it, and slid it down his cock. It sent on smooth, but didn't really hug his penis well. It surprised her. She hoped she didn't buy something too big. 

"Woah," she said a little embarrassed for her husband, "I'm sorry."

"Tell me my dick doesn't compare."

Anne paused, confused, "What?"

"Just do it, tell me you want his big dick, not my dick."

"I want his dick, not your dick," Anne smirked, wondering what Joshua was up to.

"Yes," Joshua said, "Touch it!"

"I'm not touching your dick! I'm going to touch his dick. His big hard handsome cock."

"Fuck, I love it," Joshua stroked the latex, his eyes rolling up into his head.

"Really?" Anne said, snapping out of character.

"Yes really. He's such a good guy for you. I can see it."

Anne smiled, "Thank you for letting me be with him."

"Go on, please, tell me how you want his cock."

Anne pulled her pants down, now she was in her panties. She bent over on all fours, her hands and knees sinking into the couch cushions with her muscled ass pointed at her husband.

"Maybe I'll let him fuck me like this, I need his big dick to fuck me like this," and she rocked back and forth as Joshua nodded his approval. She reached back, pulling her panties to the side, exposing her to him. She slid a finger into her slit.

"Yes, fuck me Erik, fuck me with your big strong cock."

"YES," moaned Erik loudly.

"I don't want my husband's cock, I want your cock!"

Erik spurted, groaning as he exhaled. Anne looked at the condom milky white fluid seeping down his cock beneath the rubber sheath.

"Thank you Anne. Honestly, thank you. That was so great."

"You liked that?"

"Something about the helplessness, the humiliation of it all. I crave it."

"Well you might get humiliated for real tomorrow night," Anne joked.

"I hope. Please, let me know when you do it. Text me."

"If you want," Anne shrugged. Joshua was getting stranger with each day.

-

Anne stood in front of the hotel room mirror. She wore a white garter belt and stockings with her white lace panties and bra. She held her breath, examining her body from a couple of angles, deciding the best way to walk into the room where Erik lay on the bed.

She opened the bathroom door, nervously smiling as she made eye contact with Erik.

"You look incredible," Erik said, clearly pleased. He was already naked on the bed, waiting for her.

She walked to him and he sat up, gently grabbing the backs of her legs as he pulled her to him. He ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed her stomach, light, tender kisses, and the yearning she had for him deep inside her grew stronger. 

He stood up and kissed her, gently running his fingers up her sides, his fingers brushing against her breasts. His hard erection brushed her side, and she reached down and gently stroked it.

"Mmmn," he groaned, and his big hands gripped her, picking Anne up. She laughed, surprised, but he buried his face between her breasts, the fabric of her bra holding them up and they jiggled. Her taut, sensitive nipples rubbed the fabric.

Effortlessly he adjusted his hands, now holding her by her bottom and he turned, placing her gently on the bed, a feather in his arms. He set her down on the bed

"Spread your legs," he whispered, and she half sat up, leaning on her elbows as she opened herself to him. She held her breath in the anticipation of his touch. He knelt down, his face inches from her sex and he reached out, the tips of his fingers gently connecting with her clit through the white fabric of her panties. 

"God yes," she said, throwing her head back.

"Are you ready?" Erik asked, his fingers running circles over her panties.

"Yes," she moaned.

He pulled her panties to the side, her sex slick with her wetness. He planted a kiss, full-mouthed and passionate on her entrance and Anne squealed, his touch electric. She wasn't going to last long.

"Yes, just like that," and she smiled at him, his blond hair in her fingers as she enjoyed his tongue and lips.

His tongue now darted into her, and he licked, from her insides to her clit where his tongue expertly flicked, her nerves as tight as piano strings as she cried out in a high pitched wail as the pleasure radiated from her groin.

She reached out, pulling his head tighter to her as his lips again slurped against her, wet and hot and her cries turned rhythmic, moaning as her orgasm built.

"Yes," she cried repeatedly until like a thunderclap the orgasm peaked and she lost her voice, unable to speak as her breath left her body and she clutched the sheets, feeling the wave pass over her. He'd only touched her for two or three minutes.

"You poor thing," he said, looking up at her with a grin.

"What?" she said, wiping a tear from her eyes with an embarrassed smile.




Anne's Temptation



"I don't think your husband has touched you like this in a long time."

Anne remained silent and Erik rose up and kissed her. She also knew she didn't mind her taste on his lips as she did with her husband. 

His cock dangled, rubbing between her legs, "Just put it in me, fuck me," Anne said.

"Not yet," he whispered and continued to kiss her, his one of his hands unclipping her garter. She touched herself, her fingers snaking under her panties, but it felt nothing like him.

"Please, now, come on," she begged.

The garter free, he rose up, taking her panties by the waist and pulled them off her body, the thin fabric rolling up on itself as he pulled it off. Clutching her panties, he brought them to his nose and inhaled.

With a throaty growl, he said,"You smell wonderful," and waved them under her nose. 

Anne sniffed, out of curiosity and obedience. The scent was familiar, she raised an eyebrow at him and shrugged.

"Have you ever been with a woman? Besides your husband, of course," Erik teased.

"Erik!" she said shocked, and playfully slapped him on his side.

"I'm sorry, I should thank him I suppose," he answered.

"We both should thank him," Anne answered.

"Perhaps."

"Absolutely," she reiterated.

"I'm only teasing. I can't help it," and he unexpectedly rubbed the thick pink helmet of his erection up her exposed slit, tapping her clit.

"Oh fuck!" yelped Anne, "Yes, come on!"

"Anne," Erik said softly, "When we do this, there is no going back."

"I know."

"You might not look at our husband the same way."

Anne tensed, conflicted, but the feeling deep in her stomach screamed for relief.

"Put it in me," she whimpered.

He pushed in slightly and she squirmed, "Oh my God, go slow, it's so big."

"Bigger than your husband?"

"Yes," she said.

Erik smiled and pushed in slightly. Anne exhaled, deep strong breaths, "Ahh," she reflexively said, as his cock slowly stretched her. 

His head was now inside, snug, and he pressed in again.

"Go slow, go slow!" she called out, again panting, the relief unlike anything she'd felt. Her husband had bought her a dildo once, larger than him, but whereas the sex toy was large, it was cold and unyielding. His cock felt warm and her pussy throbbed to its touch.

Letting go of his cock he pressed forward, not it was halfway in and she moaned as he pulled out slightly and pressed a little further.

"Now you know what real sex feels like," he said, grinning as he worked in deeper inside her.

"Oh," she cried out sharply, and he had sunk his cock in to the hilt, his balls pressing up against her.

She looked down and he quickened the pace, her lips stretched back, sticky and gripping his erection.

He reached down and tugged her bra lower, freeing her breasts, the hard nipple and quarter sized aureola exposed.

"How often does he fuck you?"

"Oh, shut up," she cried, his hard cock pumping inside her.

He paused, "Tell me,"

Anne's mind raced, "I don't know, once a week maybe, more lately," In truth it had been down to once a month before Erik had entered their life.

He started pumping again, "Does he enjoy it, does he like the idea of you and me?"

"Yes, put it deep inside me" she whispered, reaching down and massaging her clit as the cock slowly pumped inside her.

He quickened the pace, his thrusting at a fast pace, and she moaned, enjoying the feeling fully now. After a minute of this she bit her lip in frustration as he paused, gripping her legs, pulling the together and pushing them back against her body as against continued his thrusts.

'Oh fuck!" Anne yelped, the feeling now intense, his cock reaching every part of her pussy, and the waves rushed up from deep inside her tummy. The first wave crashed over her and she called out sharply, an unintelligible wail.

Almost as soon as the first wave receded, the second one arrived, washing over her and she held her breath, enjoying the pure bliss that came with it.

Again her orgasm throbbed and by the time it had finally subsided, her legs were weak, putty in his arms, her arms resting helplessly by her side.

He withdrew, and much to Anne's surprise he had cum. White semen and her juices glistened on his cock, and with effort she reached between her legs, feeling the juices.

In their passion she had forgotten to use the condom. 

Erik held her silently for a few minutes. 

"Do you think we should invite Joshua to our next get together?" Anne asked

Surprised, Erik asked, "You want to?"

"He is my husband," Anne answered.

"Sure," Erik said. 

She paused, wondering how much she should tell Erik, "He was acting weird, asking me to humiliate him, put him down, tell him how much I want you."

Erik laughed.

They chatted about Joshua, his strange requests and newfound needs.

Getting ready for dinner, she and texted her husband. At first she was going to text something simple, like "we did it" or "it's done", but as she scrolled through their last text conversation, one line stood out and she typed: "I'm now his wife."

The return came just as she flushed: "OMG. How was it?"

Anne: "It was awesome. ;-)"

Joshua: "His dick sounds magical. LOL"

Anne responded, thinking his response a bit silly: "It's supposed to be awesome. ;-)"

Joshua:" I'm going to jerk off. Keep me posted."

She wondered if she should tell him that he made love to her without a condom and decided against it.

- 

The next morning Erik dropped her off at 8:30. Anne saw Joshua's car still parked and steeled herself for the inevitable. She'd figured he want her but she felt so sore, she didn't really want to have sex.

Anne insisted so Erik drove off quickly, and she saw Erik peek outside from a window and gave him a little wave. He seemed to be smiling and waved back before quickly disappearing. 

The entire morning she thought about what Erik had said about her husband's behavior and she wanted to delve deeper, unsure how she'd feel with any new knowledge about his sexuality.

He opened the door and she smiled, and he kissed her hard, hugging her in a python like grip.

"Woah woah," she laughed, "inside!"

As the door closed she reached for him, hugging him again.

"Upstairs?" Joshua said, "I have to have you."

"Let's go to the couch instead, sit down," she whispered, nipping his earlobe.

"Okay," he said this time taking off his pants without any prompting.

She leaned over him, straddling him as he sat and hugged him, his head against her bosom. His hardness pressed against her, but wearing a summer dress and panties, it didn't touch her skin.

"Do you want to do it here?" Joshua mumbled into her breasts, kissing them.

"Maybe," she answered, feeling guilty, like she was leading him on and interrogating him at the same time.

"I didn't shower afterward, can you smell him on me?" she asked.

His kisses turned aggressive as he did smell her, licking her chest.

"Do you like that, smelling him on me?" she asked.

"Yes," he growled, "I love it."

Uncomfortable, she rose up, half kneeling on his lap, her knee between his legs.

She looked down at him, "Did you play with yourself?"

Joshua nodded, "All night."

"Play with yourself again," she grinned and reached down, pulling his cock up, mocking rubbing it against her privates. She did love his penis, it was simply smaller, but it was certainly easier on her. 

"It's not like Erik's, that's for sure."

"No," grinned Joshua.

"Hold on a sec," she got off him, and went upstair for her laptop. It seemed like it took forever to boot up. She came back down, and in her traveling bag she pulled out the half used box of condoms and bottle of lubrication. If she were pregnant, she didn't want it to be a question of who the father was. She wondered how she'd handle the weekend with both of them.

She put the laptop on the coffee table, facing Joshua, the picture of her pussy and Erik's dick pick side by side. 

She knelt in front of him, grabbed his hard member and put it in her mouth. It was actually very easy to suck Joshua and he closed his eyes. 

"This is insane," Joshua whispered, his eyes on the computer.

"If you have sex with me I want you to wear a condom okay?"

"Why?" he asked.

"I want to pretend you're Erik," she smiled. 

"Okay," Joshua grinned, and she opened the foil, rolling it onto him. Then she grabbed the lube and lathered the latex.

"Just hold the bottom when I fuck you okay?" Anne said.

She rose up and lowered herself onto him. It didn't feel that bad, in fact, it was easy and pleasant, but it didn't have any of the raw erotic feeling that she'd experienced with Erik.

"Oh damn, I can't believe this is happening," cried Joshua, and she wiggled her groin back and forth, keeping his member inside her.

"Hey," she said softly, and he opened his eyes, smiling.

"Why don't you imagine us together, look at the pictures," Anne said. 

"Your pussy is fantastic,I can't believe you sent that picture," Joshua said.

"Yes, you like it?"

"Yes," Joshua groaned.

"What about his hard cock, that's unbelievable right?" 

"Oh God, fuck!" he groaned.

"Imagine it in me. He fucked me with it. You'll see him fuck me in a couple of days,"

Joshu gasped, "What?"

"I talked with Erik, we want to have a threesome."

"I love you, I love you, I love you," Joshua cried, kissing her chest again and Anne giggled.

"I mean, look at it, so strong and big, right in my pussy. His cock is inside me, inside your wife, can you handle that?"

"Yes," he whimpered.

She sped up the pace, wincing a little as the soreness from Erik made her pause.

"What?" Joshua asked.

"I'm sorry," she said stroking his cheek gently, "Erik made me a little sore."

She hopped of him, gently touching herself and sat down next to Joshua, facing him, "Just touch yourself."

"Oh God," he said, stroking himself.

"Yeah?" she said, "You like that? You like me getting nice hard cock? That hard cock?" 

She pointed to the computer screen.

Joshua looked back at the picture and his buttocks flexed, "Please," he stuttered.

"Cum Joshua, that's it, be a good boy, you can do it. Cum for me. Look at that big dick and cum for me."

Joshua closed his eyes, refusing to look a the photo, but furiously stroking himself.

"You should thank Erik, he told me we should do a threesome," Anne said.

"I will," Joshua paused, as if delaying his gratification.

"Don't stop," Anne said.

"Do you want to take part or just watch?" Anne asked.

"I don't know, this is so crazy," Joshua said.

"If I told you to kiss me down there after Erik put it in me, would you?"

"Yes."

Erik had asked Anne to straight up ask her husband a question, and her voice wavered as she asked, "Are you bisexual Joshua?"

Joshua paused, and Anne thought maybe she saw fear in his eyes.

"No, I just, I just like you having all this pleasure."

"But Erik, he's such a strong man, he tells me maybe you have feelings for him."

"That's crazy," Joshua said hotly.

Anne leaned in, grabbing Joshua's erection, and started stroking.

"I think a wife has a right to know if her husband's fantasies, even his secret fantasies."

"Stop," Joshua said, but his breathing became heavy.

"You can always be honest with me.".

"I admitted I wanted to see you with another guy didn't I?" Joshua answered.

"Yes, you did. Thank you. I loved his BIG, HARD, COCK," she emphasized.."

He groaned as if somebody had punched him in the gut and the latex reservoir ballooned up with his hot white fluid.

"I think you like it," she said.

Joshua shook his head, "No, not really," but to Anne the cum in the condom spoke for itself.

-

Anne eyed Joshua, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a gin and tonic. He never drank hard alcohol, but the stress of the last two days finally cracked him. He told her he wanted to be ready for the threesome, but didn't want to drink too much wine as they normally did.

He'd also told her he'd refused to touch himself after Thursday morning's session. He'd masturbated so much he was hurting after they'd finished.

"How's your dick feel?" Anne asked, curious.

"Better, way better," Joshua snickered. 

They'd spent the morning nervously cleaning up, trying to get their mind on other thoughts. Now they were finished, and it was a few minutes after 12, Erik was late.

The doorbell range.

Joshua stood up, walking with Anne together, holding hands tightly as they answered the door.

Erik smiled as they opened, "Ready for the big day?"

This seemed to break the ice and they all laughed. Erik leaned in, shaking Joshua's hand and giving him a hug. He turned to Anne, who nervously held out her arms, expecting a polite hug, but Erik turned his head in, kissing her on the lips.

Anne eyed her her husband who seemed to be turning red. 

"Holy crap," Joshua said, to the amusement of everybody.

Anne walked upstairs, both guys following her silently. 

In the bedroom Anne turned and kissed Erik again, Joshua backing up to sit on the bed, a strange grin plastered on his face.

"Do you like this Joshua?" Anne asked. 

"Yes."

"This is how he kissed me on the beach." Anne stared at Joshua, a sly grin on her face. "Go ahead, pull out your cock."

Joshua stood, unbuckled, and sat back, his cock out, rock hard.

She knelt down in front of Erik, unzipping his pants. He helped her, soon standing naked from the waist down as she put his cock in her mouth.

"Is this what you wanted to see Joshua? Me sucking on his big cock?"

Her husband nodded, fisting his own hard member.

Anne stood up, pulling Erik to the bed. Erik leaned back, a bemused look on his face as he looked at Joshua, who continued to stroke himself.

Anne grabbed Erik's cock again, displaying it to Joshua, "Look at how big his cock is Joshua. Can you imagine it inside me?"

"It's unbelievable," Joshua moaned. 

"Are you going to cum? Stop it. Don't cum yet, come here," Anne called him with her hand, holding Erik's huge member with the other, and Joshua hesitantly crawled over, the bed lurching from his weight.

"Do you want to watch or do something else?" she offered the cock to Joshua.

"Just watch for now," Joshua said, his voice trembling.

"Do you want a blowjob Erik?" Anne eyed Joshua, smiling after she asked the question.

"Yes," Erik answered and Anne bent down, her lips over his large tool, and licked it from the shaft to the tip, eying Joshua as she licked.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes," both men said at once and they laughed at the confusion generated by the question.

Anne kissed the long thick member, tender pecks, before leaning in and taking the tremendous head into her mouth. She squeezed him from the base, coaxing sweet clear fluid onto her tongue, smiling at the familiar taste.

Joshua absentmindedly reached down between his legs, but Anne was onto him. "No, no no," she chuckled, and he stopped, smiling.

"Look how large it is Joshua, I wonder how it will fit inside me," she said, winking again.

She shifted on the bed, turning her exposed muscled bottom to Joshua, and grinned inwardly as she felt his lips press against her vulva, slurping as he tongued her, his nose in her ass.

"Mmm," groaned Erik who gently held her head as she bobbed up and down on his hard tool.

Joshua's lips felt nice, and she moaned in pleasure, reflexively gripping Erik's penis tightly. 

She recovered, gripping Erik's hard cock with two hands, sliding it up and down, a mixture of spit and pre-cum lubrication helping her slide smoothly as she stroked him.

Erik moaned, "Oh, that's nice, don't stop." 

Erik reached down and touched her hands, gaining her attention and she looked up at him as he mouthed the word "fuck?".

She pulled away from Joshua, and lay back on the bed, pulling her legs back as Erik shifted on top of her. Anne looked down at his long hard cock, now pointed at her entrance.

"Go slow," she whimpered, "I've never felt one that large," and she eyed Joshua who grimaced, a wry smile on his face. 

"Wait!" she said and everybody paused, frozen.

"Joshua, put it inside me," she said. 

Joshua looked at both of them, frozen. Anne wondered if he'd do it, she kept pushing him and surely he'd budge. Then he nodded slightly.

She was already wet, but the anticipation of watching him reach in and grab Erik's cock kindled a little erotic ball of fire deep in her stomach. She watched as Erik gave him a little smile and put his hand on Joshua's shoulder. Joshua glanced at Erik, clearly nervous and even stroked Erik's cock briefly.

"Not bad," Erik said, winking at her husband and he shifted, his heavy cock at Anne's opening.

"Woah," said Joshua. "Condom?"

Anne saw Erik smile and shrug and she said, "Joshua, run downstairs, on the coffee table." 

Joshua nodded and hustled out the door.

Erik gave her a dirty look, "Condom?"

"I know, I forgot," she looked down at his hard member at her entrance and laughed.

"Erik, Joshua told me he likes a little humiliation," said Anne.

Erik smiled, "Oh she does?"

Anne gave him a dirty look, but grinned.

They heard Joshua coming up the stairs, his steps heavy as he took them quickly. He entered and made his way to the bed, holding out the box and bottle of lubrication.

Erik said, "I'm kind of busy here, why don't you put it on me?"

"What?" Joshua said.

"Go ahead, you heard him," Anne said, "Or he can do it without one and you can wear it."

Joshua opened the foil package, his own cock sticking straight out as he knelt in, grabbing Erik's penis again, and fitting it on. He carefully unrolled it down Erik's shaft. 

"Why don't you lick her, get her ready for me," Erik glanced down.

Anne held her breath as Joshua looked at her looked at both of them and nodded. He bent down, and quickly licked the latex covered shaft. 

"I don't know," Joshua said, "Like this?"

"In your mouth," Erik repled, grabbing his hair, "I mean lick your wife, not me, but this works," and he Joshua's eyes went wide as Erik forced himself between his lips. Joshua opened for him.

Anne reached down between her legs, fiddling with her clit as her husband took Erik. "That's so hot Joshua!"

Joshua concentrated on the job, holding Erik's hard cock as he tried to deepthroat him, gagging instead.

"Don't worry, there is always time for more practice," Erik said.

Anne had enough, "I need it now, come one."

Erik leaned over and picked up the lube, squirting it onto Anne.

"Go ahead, spread it around your wife's pussy for me."

Anne closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of Joshua's fingers preparing her opening. Joshua then reached over to Erik, who was sitting up on his knees, and pulled him by his penis back down to his wife, guiding him to her entrance.

Erik pushed. Anne felt her lips stretch, the thick knob crossing into her vaginal canal. 

"Slow, slow, it's so big. So much bigger than Joshua."

She looked over to her husband who's hand was now furiously stroking himself.

"Oh," she called out, the feeling of his member filling her again bringing a kind of warm relief through her body. 

"It feels so good," she said, the Erik now deep inside her. "You're so much bigger than," she gasped, "my husband."

"Fuck," Joshua said from the side of the bed, rubbing himself. 

Erik continued like this for a few minutes, his body enveloping hers, only her thick, muscled legs poking out to the side. She held him tight, wanting to dig her fingernails into his back as the pressure he applied made her heart race and she cried for more.

"Give me your cock Erik. Give it to me!"

Erik's thrusts began in earnest, and he leaned in, kissing the top of her head. It was only then that Anne realized he wasn't just fucking her, he was holding her down in front of her husband, she could not leave his embrace if she wanted to. Joshua had never taken her like this. She wallowed in the feeling, complete submission and surrender to his animalistic power.




Anne's Temptation



She felt a hand touch hers and realized it was Joshua. She squeezed it and moaned "Thank you. He's incredible.." 

She could feel Erik's heavy balls slapping her ass, sperm filled bombs ready to inject. She ratchet up the teasing for Joshua.

"Come inside me," she cried, "Do it. I want your sperm. Pretend you're giving me a baby Erik."

Erik tensed at the words, suddenly slamming deep into her. She was amazed she could handle his size, but any pain she felt was masked by pure pleasure. He came first, grunting, and his cock felt a little softer as he withdrew from her. 

She hadn't cum, wondering if the condom made it just a little more uncomfortable than she admitted to herself. 

Erik flopped onto the bed beside her, and she looked up, amused to see her husband take his place. He slid into her easily. It was pleasant enough, but she couldn't help but smirk at him, as he tried earnestly to fuck her as Erik had just done. There were no moans, no cries of pleasure, she just looked at Erik and smiled, watching him remove the condom carefully. She turned her attention back to her husband, his body light as a feather compared to Erik, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"Come on," she encouraged Joshua, "You can do it."

"What?" even Joshua laughed, the situation comical.

"Lean into me, grab me, take me," Anne said, half teasing, half serious. She slapped his ass, hard.

Spurred on like a horse, Joshua leaned in.

"Wait wait," Erik snickered. "Stop for a second, pull out."

Joshua pulled back. 

"I'll put it in for you," Erik said, a sly smile on his face and he reached over, making a show of holding Joshua's hard little penis with his thumb and forefinger, sticking his pinky up as if he was holding a tiny tea cup.

"Oh," Joshua paused, smiling. 

"Hold on," Erik said.

Anne watched as Erik's fingers manipulated Joshua's smaller penis. Joshua looked down, shocked, but didn't pull away. Her own fingers found her clit and rubbed circles as her husband started gasping for breath.

Erik picked up the pace, jerking Joshua more quickly. "Uggh, oh God," Joshua grunted, looking at Anne with something like shame.

"Come for me Joshua, come on," Anne said, wanting to see it, wanting to see Joshua forced to come from Erik's fingers.

"Look at me Joshua, look at my cock," Erik said, stroking Joshua quickly, vibrating his cock back and forth. Anne watched Joshua's eyes glance at Erik's penis and he seemed to grimace before tensing up and coming, powerful squirts splashing on the sheets where Erik directed it.

Anne grinned wickedly at her husband her hand between her legs. It was one of the most unexpectedly hot things she had witnessed. 

"Erik, touch me," she said and Erik leaned in his hand working the same magic on her clit. She closed her eyes, the image of her husband getting jerked off in humiliating fashion by Erik's big fingers fresh in her mind. Erik sunk his fingertips into her opening, pulling her legs back as she trembled. She felt another hand on her groin, and then another and both guys were there, helping massage her. 

Her husband leaned in, kissing her while Erik knelt down between her legs, his mouth again expertly tonguing her. 

Her own orgasm hit her like a roman candle and she cried out, tears rolling down her face as her anus puckered, her vulva quivering in pure bliss.

-

All three lay back on the bed, recuperating between rounds, Anne in the middle, the guys on each side.

"I feel like a queen," Anne said, nudging both of them.

"I feel just fucked up," Joshua said, but he was giddy with excitement and it was obvious in his voice. The others laughed.

"I just really want to thank Joshua," Erik said, "It's not every day one does knew things, imposes on the life of another guy, shares his property.."

"I'm not his property!" Anne said.

"I was talking about surfing," Erik said sounding nonplussed and then grinned. The others laughed.

"What are we going to do going forward?" Joshua said.

"Whatever happens, happens," Erik answered.

"Can I still go out with Erik?" Anne asked Joshua.

"If you fucking try to steal her I'll cut your balls off," Joshua said to Erik.

"I'm afraid you'll need a rather large sword," Erik joked.

Anne looked at the ceiling as she listened, "Let's just take it slow. Erik, I'd be shocked if you didn't have a girlfriend soon anyway."

"She wouldn't be as good as you," Erik said.

"They also wouldn't be married," Joshua said.

"I'm not so sure about that," Erik laughed.

"We'll just play it by ear," said Anne, seriousness in her voice. She hoped Erik didn't find a girlfriend, then admonished herself silently for being so greedy.

She reached over and felt Erik's cock and grinned.