0 comments/ 21581 views/ 47 favorites Baby Talk By: j267 Dave and Julia Frederickson had just put their three month old son down for a nap and were resting in the living room when they heard static and crackling on the baby monitor. In reality, there home wasn't that large and the monitor was overkill, but it had been a gift from friends so they had gone through the effort of setting it up. Julia was just about to get up and check on the baby when more sounds emerged from the blue and white plastic box. "...baby you looking good," they heard an adult male voice speaking. From the inflection in his voice, it appeared they had caught the end of the sentence. "Thanks," a simple but clear reply in an adult female voice came through. Dave and Julia quickly looked at each other both recognizing at the same moment that they were somehow, surreptitiously listening in on someone else's conversation. It was a conversation that, at least Dave felt, showed promise of being quite interesting. "Should we turn it off?" Julia asked her husband. "Hell no!" he replied instantly. However, for several minutes there were no further sounds. Dave understood that they were likely on the same frequency as someone else's monitor, but he knew that the devices had a short range and that what they had been able to hear had likely been a fluke. Julia had gone to the kitchen to get them some ice tea and had just returned when the sounds suddenly returned. "Damn those tits are nice. How much time we have?" the male voice asked. The words were accompanied by lots of static but they were clear enough to be understood. "My husband won't be back for a couple hours," the female replied. Dave and Julia looked at each other with stunned expressions. Not only were they listening in on a private conversation, it was an adulterous one too. Neither of them would have ever considered themselves to be voyeurs, but neither made any attempt to turn off the receiver. There were several more seconds of indistinguishable sounds and then they caught part of something the female voice said. "...me to bed." "My God. Who is it?" Julia whispered to her husband. She didn't realize there was no need as their microphone was down the hall in Phillip's room. "I don't know but they have to be close. These things don't travel far," her husband informed her. "Dave! I think it's Kristin! I recognize her voice," the young wife suddenly blurted out. Kristin and Bill Jordan was a couple they knew slightly from occasional neighborhood gatherings. They lived on the next street over and their backyard shared a corner with the Frederickson's. Kristen had delivered a baby girl about a month before Phillip was born. "This is unbelievable," Dave said. He thought about the pretty and willowy blonde with her bright blue eyes, and a pang of jealousy went through him as he envisioned her legs spread for a lover. "I wonder who it is? I bet its Gerald Wilde," she declared. Julia had quickly gone from embarrassed listener to investigator. "Why?" her husband asked. "He's a dog. He's always hitting on the wives," she explained. "Has he hit on you?" Dave followed. "No." his wife answered, but the look on her face told him it was something he needed to follow up on. "Go see if it's him," Julia suggested. "How am I going to do that? Just knock on the door?" he responded, finding his wife's eagerness surprising. "I don't know. Just walk by or something. I have to watch the baby," she answered with an impish smile. She knew as a new mother she had a built in excuse for most things. "Okay," he said with a sigh. In fact, Dave was quite curious too and although he wasn't sure what he expected to see there was something that drew him towards the house. Ten minutes later with Bo, there two year old black Lab on his leash, Dave walked around the block until he arrived in front of the Jordan's house. As he approached, he saw there was a white van parked in the driveway that he thought he recognized. When he got closer, his suspicions were confirmed when he saw the lettering on the driver's door - WESTSIDE POOL SERVICE. "Julia you're not going to believe it," he yelled to his wife as soon as he opened the door to their house. "What...what?" Julia answered with enthusiasm. "A pool truck is in the driveway. The same service we use!" he told her. "The pool cleaner? Our pool cleaner, the black guy?" she tried to clarify. Her voice didn't hide the fact that she was shocked. "I guess. I mean there might be more than one truck and crew. But, it's probably the same since we are scheduled for later today," he replied. "I can't believe it. There's no way. Kristin with a black pool cleaner? No way. Maybe he's in the back cleaning while she's in bed with someone else," his wife offered, which did make some sense. "I guess we'll never know," Dave said with a shrug. "Go look over the fence," Julia demanded, now fully engaged in the investigation. "What if I get caught? I don't want to look like a freak," her husband replied, even as he rose. "Pretend you're trimming the Crepe Myrtles," she suggested. Once again, Dave left his wife to do the detective foot work. He stopped in the garage to get gloves and his tree trimming tools then made the short walk to the corner of the yard that abutted the Jordan's. Putting his step ladder in an advantageous spot, he was able to get a good view of the back yard, including the pool area. There was no one around, and after spending several minutes pretending to work on the trees with no one appearing, he returned to his wife. "The backyard is empty," he informed her. "My God Dave! She just had the baby a few months ago!" Julia said in shock. But, he noticed something else too. There was a look like a child gets when it knows a secret. "I guess it made her horny. You know...all those hormones," her husband answered with a grin, which made the young wife roll her eyes. Dave realized the situation had made him horny and he approached his wife and pulled her close. He kissed her then began nuzzling her neck while his hands wandered her body drawing soft sighs of pleasure. Julia would have never admitted it but she had become a bit excited too. Julia and Dave had met when he was twenty-seven and she was twenty-five. She was just coming off a breakup from a two year relationship, while he was frustrated and bored with dating a series of women that didn't interest him very much. They hit it off quickly and Dave, feeling that she was the one, put all his efforts into getting a ring on her finger. They were married a year later, and thirteen months after that Julia announced she was pregnant. Now they had little Phillip and were on their way to being a nice, respectable family. Two things had acted on Dave to make him want her so badly. First, she was a very intelligent and active woman. With her, he didn't feel like he had to be her coach and social director. Second, her looks met his idea of perfection. In fact, she hit everything on his check list - tallish, black hair, full lips, lively eyes, full but not overly large breasts, long legs and a tight rear. However, the baby had definitely impacted her body and she was still trying to get back to "normal". Prior to the pregnancy, she had been a slender 5'7" 124 pounds but Phillip had brought 35 more. So far, she had lost 25 pounds, but still carried the rest in her tummy, hips and her engorged, milk filled breasts. Julia had been with four men before him so she wasn't naïve sexually but neither was she cynical. There were still lots of things to explore, and even though she left it to him to take the lead, she was usually a willing follower. Sex after the baby was just getting started as her recovery and the exhaustion from taking care of the newborn had taken its toll. Dave had been intrigued with her body during the pregnancy and the sexual rollercoaster her hormones created. Now, his main focus was her breasts. He loved how they had grown from their previous C-cup state and how they would occasionally leak while they made love. At first, it had embarrassed Julia but she had grown comfortable with it after seeing Dave's reactions. "Let's go to bed," he whispered into his wife's ear. Rather than reply, she took his hand and practically dragged him to the bedroom. Julia wanted him inside her but he put her off and instead let his hands wander her body caressing and exciting her even more. He was pleased to find her pussy wet and he wondered if part of her arousal was fueled by what they had learned about their neighbor, Kristin. Dave began concentrating his attention on her breasts until he was able to coax several droplets of milk out then he rolled on top and pushed easily inside. "Ohhh...it's about time," his wife moaned. Sex with Julia felt very different now, not better or worse, just different. She was fuller, more womanly, although he knew she would eventually get down to or at least close to her pre-pregnancy weight. In addition, her pussy was looser but inside she felt softer like pillows were surrounding his dick. Then, there were the mental aspects. There was just something about her having his child that made him feel powerful. "Damn, you are so hot," he declared, as he struggled with his breathing. "Don't stop," she panted back. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Honey, I'm so close...please don't stop," she implored. Since they resumed making love, Julia had not been able to reach orgasm from intercourse, and Dave had been required to use his fingers on her after his release. He knew her first time was important psychologically so he concentrated on maintaining a steady, deep pace. "Dave...oh Dave...please...Ohhh...OHHH...OHHH...UGGHHHH," she cried out, when it hit just a minute later. As always, he felt proud that he had made such a beautiful woman climax, and he was happy he had been able to maintain control. Now, it was his turn and he could feel his balls tingle and tighten. "Uhhh...uhhh...uhhh...uhhh...yeah," he grunted, as the semen shot in strong bursts from his opening. With no condoms or birth control pills, their mating was left to the natural conditions of their bodies to determine the outcome. To Dave, there was something pure and right about it even though he knew that a nursing woman wasn't fertile. Julia was very happy about her orgasm and the couple kissed and professed their love while remaining connected. It was only when they heard the baby begin to fuss that the young mommy extracted herself and walked naked to the nursery. Dave watched her ass, with the extra weight, move sexily down the hall and decided it would be just fine with him if she stayed that way. Dave was watching TV when he heard the back gate open. He had been wondering when the pool cleaner would arrive, as it had been almost two hours since he looked over the fence. In that time, besides making love, the baby had been fed and played with; Julia had showered and was now taking a nap. He thought about letting her sleep but decided she would be interested in seeing the man up close now that he was being considered in a new light. "Honey, the pool guy is here," he whispered into the dark room. Instantly, the heard the sound of sheets rustling, and he laughed when she appeared with a smile and passed him in the hallway. He caught up to his wife at the back window where she was watching the dark man as he set up the equipment to vacuum the pool. "Hmmm," she let out. "What?" Dave asked, wondering what his wife was thinking. "He's not bad looking but I still can't see him and Kristin together. She always acted so conservative when I talked to her," she replied. "Well, everyone has their own thoughts and fantasies," he answered. There was a brief silence, before Julia suddenly blurted out, "Go talk to him." "Why?" Dave asked, while starting to laugh. His wife had certainly taken to the investigation and, although it wasn't what he expected from her, he found it entertaining. "I don't know. See what he's like. See if he'll talk about Kristin," she replied. "You think he's going to brag about it to the first person he sees?" he responded, still laughing. "Just go," she said, while pushing on his shoulder. With a sigh of acceptance, Dave moved to the backdoor, left the house and approached the man just as he began to vacuum. He was wearing loose fitting olive colored pants and a tight blue t-shirt that accentuated his muscled chest. Overall, he looked to be in his early twenties and in good shape at about 6'1" tall and 190 pounds, and Dave wondered why he had never taken notice of the young man before. "Hey, how's it going?" the young husband asked. "Good, man," the black man replied. How's business going for you guys?" Dave asked. He was struggling to think of some way to bring up the recent visit to their neighbor's house. "It's okay I guess," the black man replied, barely looking up from his work. Dave retreated back into the house surmising that his efforts were going to be futile. His wife was waiting just inside the back door and was eager for a report. "What did you find out?" she asked. "Not a thing. He wasn't in a talkative mood," he replied. "Nothing? That's disappointing. Maybe you should try again," his wife suggested. "Why don't you try? he's much more likely to talk to you. Especially, looking like that." Dave responded with a smile. His wife had donned thin jogging shorts and t-shirt for her nap and it was easy to see her nipples through the material. "Haha...funny," she answered. "Seriously, he isn't going to talk to me. He might talk with you, but maybe not," Dave stated. Julia looked at him for several seconds before speaking, "Let me change." She disappeared but returned quickly now wearing a polo shirt that concealed her nipples. He guessed she was still topless, as she despised the feeling of bras in her full condition, and he wondered if she had put on panties. For some odd reason, his thoughts went to the idea that his wife's pussy, concealed only by the thin shorts, would be in close proximity to the cock of a man that had just cuckolded his neighbor. From the window, he watched as she approached the man, and saw him immediately stop work and become fully engaged in the discussion. He also saw, over the next few minutes, the man making barely concealed looks at his wife that began to border on leers. She had to be aware he thought, but she ignored it and continued to talk for several more minutes before returning to the house. Julia was practically gloating when she turned to her husband. "His name is Antoine and he is from Barbados but his family moved here when he was two. He has worked as a pool cleaner for the company for eight months and he came to our house directly from the Jordan's." "Did he say how Kristin was in bed?" Dave asked sarcastically. "Cute," she replied. "How did he like that?" her husband asked, staring at her chest and nodding. Julia looked down and saw there was a quarter size wet spot on the blue fabric where her left nipple contacted the shirt. "Uh oh," she responded, while blushing deeply and used her hand to cover it. "Well, he's probably not thinking of Kristin anymore," her husband teased. "Dave!" she gasped. Laughing, he took his wife into his arms and squeezed her feeling her breasts press against his chest. He kissed her and felt her arms wrap around his neck and her lower body start to squirm. He could tell she was aroused and he knew it was coming from more than his kiss. The events of the day seemed to have conspired to excite his wife which, while out of character, was certainly interesting. Dave took his wife to bed again and they started to make love but were interrupted by Phillip who needed feeding. That broke the mood and it wasn't until later that evening that they were able to get back together. "Hell of a day," the young husband said to his wife, as he slowly fondled her breasts. "Very bizarre," Julia replied with a sigh. "Why do you think Kristin did it?" Dave asked, as he thought about their cute, blonde neighbor with her legs spread for the black pool man. "And with a new baby," Julia added without answering. "Well, he excited you enough to make your boob leak," he answered, while cringing for the expected verbal or physical rebuke. "Ass," she replied, while she lifted her knee and threatened his balls. "Seriously, why did it happen?" he probed. "I don't know honey," she answered, but the tone of her voice and the tenseness in her body made him wonder. Regardless, Dave elected to drop the subject and enjoy his wife. They made love, slowly this time, but he was delighted when Julia had her second orgasm of the day. For the rest of the week, Julia kept the monitor close hoping to hear something more from Kristin. However, nothing was forthcoming, and by the time the weekend arrived they had concluded it had been an anomaly. Still, they made sure to watch what they said around the transmitter in Phillip's room lest they provide something inappropriate others might hear. Dave noticed that his wife become more talkative on the subject of their neighbor's affair as the weekend approached. She pestered him with questions he didn't know the answer to and had already stated that he needed to check on the pool truck and look over the fence Saturday morning. Dave doubted that the situation would occur again, particularly so soon, as it took a convergence of events for the opportunity to arise last weekend. After all, what was the likelihood that Bill Jordan would be gone two weekends in a row? Still, what his wife was requesting wasn't that difficult so he agreed. At 10:30 AM, with the dog on the leash, he stepped out the front door and made the short trip around to his neighbor's house. Like before, the pool van was in the driveway and he quickly made his way back to their house where he went to the corner and pretended to prune bushes. This time, he saw Antoine busy at work cleaning the pool. "He's working on the pool so I guess nothing's happening today," he explained to Julia. "Oh, okay well...okay," his wife answered, with clear disappointment. "Honey, I bet it was a one off thing. Plus, if they are doing it more it's not going to happen every week at the same time. Bill is probably home you know," Dave suggested. "Yes, you're probably right," she replied, in resignation. "Why are you so interested?" he asked his wife. Since they heard the voices, Julia had been acting out of character and Dave finally decided to approach the subject head on. "I don't know. It's kind of fun to try and figure it out I guess," she replied. "Maybe you can interrogate him for more information when he gets here," he responded as a joke. But, a flash of interest came to his wife's eyes. "You think I should?" she asked, but the way she spoke let her husband know it really wasn't a question. "Why don't you put on a bikini and go out and talk to him. I bet he tells more," he suggested, while using tremendous willpower to keep from snickering. "You've gone mad," Julia answered quickly. "I'm serious," Dave answered. "No you're not. You're playing with me," she replied. "Honey, that's the way investigators work. They distract their targets," he continued to try. "None of my suits fit," the young wife responded. Dave was suddenly taken aback. Could he really get his wife to go back out in a bikini? He knew, in her condition, she would be bursting from the suit but damn it would be amazing to watch. Maybe it was something related to the pregnancy or the baby, but something he didn't completely understand was driving her and maybe, if he played it right, he could convince her. The idea made his dick begin to stir. Baby Talk "Honey, you will look amazing. Trust me," he said in encouragement. "Are you okay with it?" she asked, looking at her husband with a concerned expression. "Yeah. It's fine. I'm sure we'll learn some more and I'll be right here," Dave quickly replied. In reality, he didn't care if she learned anything or not. He just thought it would be fun and erotic for her to be practically naked near the guy banging Kristin. Fifteen minutes later, Julia returned to the living room wearing her favorite pale yellow bikini. Dave liked the suit too because it had string ties on the bottoms that showed off most of her legs. It took all the self-control he had to keep his reaction in check. With her swollen breasts and extra weight, she was bursting from the suit, top and bottom, with her nipples clearly discernible. He thought the best word to describe her look was "ripe" and he knew the young man would struggle to maintain his control. Hell, maybe she really would be able to get him to open up! "You look fantastic," Dave told his wife. "I look like a tramp," she whined with worry. "Absolutely not and you'll get his attention. Just think what and how you're going to ask," her husband counseled. "I don't know honey," Julia said, once more demonstrating reservations. Her willpower was definitely fading. "Do it sweetheart. It will be fun and it's needed for the investigation!" he responded, trying to lighten the mood. Julia put on a robe and puttered around the house for the next thirty minutes. She made several attempts to back out but each time Dave talked her into going forward by dangling the likelihood of finding out something about Kristin, and complimenting her on how amazing she looked. Finally, Antoine arrived and he found Julia and announced that the pool man had just entered the back yard. They watched as he prepared, and after ten minutes Julia took off her robe and made small measured steps towards the door. Then with a deep breath she stepped outside carrying only a large towel under her arm. After standing still for a moment, she walked with forced purpose towards the lounge chairs on the stone apron of the pool. Antoine spotted her halfway, stopped what he was doing and watched her approach, while making several quick glances towards the backdoor as if to see if anyone else was following. He gave her time to setup but as soon as she was settled he moved until he was working right in front of her. They began talking almost immediately and Dave stood at the window with a raging hard on wishing desperately he could hear the conversation. Antoine was wearing what appeared to be the same olive colored pants, but this time with a simple white t-shirt. The minutes ticked by while he tried to do the pool work from a position where he could continue to talk to Julia. For most of the time, she remained quite still although she looked relaxed, but near the end she began to move her foot making her knee raise and lower and Dave wondered if something specific had triggered this reaction. Minutes later, leaving the towel, she left the pool and returned to the house. "What did you learn?" Dave asked, while standing behind the counter to hide his erection. The sun had added a light sheen of sweat to his wife's body and her nipples were poking through her top giving her an erotic look. When he spoke, he had to force himself not to appear eager. "Well, let's see. He's twenty-two years old. He has a girl he's seeing but it's not that serious. He lives with two other guys in an apartment. He likes to play soccer and he doesn't smoke or drink," she replied. "Very interesting. What about Kristin?" he asked sarcastically. He knew by his wife's look there was more to tell. "Oh, yes. He always does her house before ours. He rarely sees Bill but sees Kristin some because she is often outside with the baby," she explained. "Do you think they are having sex?" Dave asked. "Yes! He has a look when he talks about her," she answered. "Wow. That's crazy. So hard to believe but God all the facts are there," he responded. "I know! Especially, Kristin," she concurred. "So you're done?" the young husband asked. "No, he said he wanted to see Phillip." she replied. Dave thought it was odd that the young man would have an interest in seeing a baby, but with a shrug Julia moved to the nursery and was soon back carrying their son in her arms. Dave opened the door and Julia stepped out, and Antoine, hearing the door open, stopped working and was waiting when she arrived. He moved close and the way Julia held their son to her chest no doubt provided him with an excellent view of her breasts. They talked for several minutes before she returned to the house and put the baby back in bed. "What now?" Dave asked, when his wife headed for the door once more. "He asked me to come back and say goodbye," she said. "Julia, he's trying to seduce you," Dave laughed, surprised his wife would be so naive. "No, he's not. He's just being nice," she answered, acting a bit too defensive. His wife talked to the Antoine for almost ten more minutes before finally coming back inside and leaving him to complete the pool work. Dave allowed her to pass without stopping her but followed her after a minute to the bedroom. His wife had removed her suit and was standing nude when he arrived. Her pussy, which had always been shaved smooth before the pregnancy, was now covered in neatly trimmed bush and her breasts, filled with milk, hung low on her chest. Dave walked straight to her and took her in his arms. "You looked so good in the bikini," he whispered to her, after giving her a long kiss. "Do you really think so?" she asked in a needy voice. "I certainly do," he replied, and backed his wife to the bed. Putting her on her back, he began licking her nipples while running his fingers through her soft pubic hair before moving lower and finding a very open and wet slit. His licks turned to gentle sucks and he was quickly rewarded by a blast of breast milk which he quickly swallowed. "Ohhh...mmm," his wife moaned in pleasure. With that, he quickly stood then climbed between his wife's legs and without any further foreplay he pushed his dick into her ready opening. The wonderful warm feeling of her pussy, and the smell of her sweat mixed with her perfume made his head spin. "Damn Julia you feel so good," he declared. In reality, watching his wife talk and in truth flirt with the black man fucking their neighbor had excited him. "Mmmm...so do you," the new mommy whimpered in response. While Dave began a slow but full rhythm, Julia wrapped her legs around his waist and threw her arms around her neck. They would occasionally kiss, sensually entwining their tongues, and when they parted Dave would kiss her neck and lick on her earlobes. His mind continued to return to his wife's bikini clad body so close to the young black man and the look of desire that was on his face. Even though he was already fucking their neighbor Kristin, he knew that he wanted his wife as well. "He wants you," he declared to his wife after they parted from a deep kiss. He could feel her body tense but she didn't respond so after several seconds he added, "He wants you like Kristin." "Honey, stop it," she replied, but her voice expressed nervousness rather than anger. "You're so beautiful," he answered, and started kissing his wife again. His mind was in turmoil as he thought about what he said and what his mind was thinking but he knew he needed to make Julia feel loved. When the kiss ended, he whispered to her, "He does." Julia's soft sighs and moans stopped for several seconds before she asked, "Why do you think so?" Dave knew his wife had become excited talking with Antoine, and he wanted her to admit it but he realized it was very sensitive ground and he would need to proceed carefully. "The way he was looking at you. It was easy to tell," he explained in a soft voice. "Make love to me," Julia answered, and he knew she was telling him that it wasn't something she wanted to talk about further. So, Dave concentrated on his beautiful wife, and with words of love and caring moved in her until she gripped him in a tight embrace and whimpered desperately as her body experienced a nice orgasm. His release came soon thereafter and the couple maintained their connection until he finally fell exhausted to her side. The following week the subject of the Kristin and the pool man never came up. Dave wanted his wife to be the one to initiate the discussion and was certain she would, given time, but Julia had grown frightened about Antoine and her thoughts. That Saturday, the couple had gone with the baby to Julia's parent's house for lunch, so when they arrived home after two they were surprised to see the pool van in their driveway, as normally he would have been finished by then. Dave parked on the street and they went inside where Julia put Phillip to bed. Dave was looking out the back window when his wife joined him. "I wonder why he's running late today," Dave said to his wife, as he raised his eyebrow. He was wondering if Kristin and Antoine had spent time together earlier. "You think they were doing it?" Julia asked with a small grin. She was still intrigued by the situation. "Maybe. You want to interrogate him?" he asked with a smile. "You just want him to see me naked again," she responded quickly, and the shocked look on her husband's face made her giggle. "I...I...I never said I wanted him to see you naked. Besides, you were in a bathing suit," Dave answered, defensively. Her comment had been so out of character that it had caught him off guard. "You didn't have to. It was obvious," she followed, continuing to tease and proud of herself for putting her husband on his heels. "Okay, fine. I admit it. Now, go get your bikini on," Dave replied. "Not until you tell me why," she demanded. It was an easy question to ask but a very difficult one to answer and Dave was quiet as he contemplated how to put it in words. "Well Julia that's a tough question I'm not sure I even know all the reasons myself," he began then paused before continuing, "I guess it started as, you know, figuring out if our suspicions about Kristin were true. But I also liked the fact that you got in the bikini because you looked so hot and you know it's not something you would normally do which made it exciting. And...and...well...uhh...I liked him looking at you and I liked that it excited you," Dave explained, trying to be honest. "I didn't get excited," his wife protested. "Come on Julia," he quickly challenged her, which brought a small smile to her face. "Maybe some," she admitted. The fact that she would acknowledge her arousal greatly excited Dave. "Okay, well go get ready," her husband said a bit forcefully, as he struggled to contain his excitement. With a look that started out questioning but morphed into an impish grin, Julia turned and left. She returned ten minutes later in a rust colored suit equally sexy to the yellow one but just as she prepared to go outside, the couple realized that Antoine was preparing to leave. "Shit!" Dave exclaimed in disappointment when he saw what was happening. "Oh well," Julia added with a laugh, but Dave could tell she was disappointed as well. He turned and pulled his wife close to him as he watched the black man carry his gear through the back gate. Even though an opportunity had been missed to watch Julia and Antoine flirt, he was thrilled that his wife had been a good sport even admitting her excitement in the play. His hand moved to her ass and squeezed it then locked with her in a passionate kiss. When they broke, they went straight to bed. Disrobing quickly and sliding under the covers, the couple kissed and fondled each other intimately. Dave rolled her nipples, which had grown dramatically with the breast feeding, between his fingers which brought sighs from her while she gently massaged his balls and lightly stroked his dick. "Are you disappointed?" Julia whispered to her husband. "No, now I just get to be with you sooner," he replied. "Good answer," she giggled. "I think it made you excited," Dave stated, revisiting their previous conversation. "You said it made you excited," his wife answered. "Yes, watching you," he replied then added. "And, thinking." "Thinking about what?" she asked with a soft moan, as he kissed her neck. "What else might happen," He whispered in her ear, then sucked her lobe. "Like what?" Julia asked while leaning back to try and look at his face. It took a second but when she did, she asked again, "Like what?" Dave was very excited and felt his wife was too, so he answered her question, "I thought about him lifting your breast from your top and sucking your nipple." "Dave! Are you serious?" she replied, and he heard in her voice genuine shock. He worried that he had been too bold but decided to press on. "Yes," he answered. "Oh my God Dave. I couldn't...I mean I couldn't let him do that," she protested. "Kristin did," he retorted. "Kristin also had sex," she started, and then became silent. The silence lasted for almost a minute while her husband continued to kiss her neck and ears waiting for her next words. Finally, she spoke, "Are you serious?" "You asked what I was thinking" he said defensively. He gently pushed her shoulders back then prepared to mount her but she wanted to finish the discussion. "Wait, we need to talk about this," she declared. Dave was able to get into position and slipped his dick inside and began to move very slowly. Julia's hands, which had been pushing on his shoulders, wrapped around his neck. She pulled her legs back in acceptance and let her body move with his, but Dave knew more was coming. "You were thinking about him...uh...us having sex?" she blurted out. "Yes," he answered after a moment, while looking into her face. "My God Dave," she replied, but kept the motion going with him. "He excited you," Dave stated. "It's just wrong. We're married and it would be dirty and wrong," the young wife and mother answered. "You went to him. In your bikini with your nipples showing and he made you wet." Her husband challenged her, knowing he was very close to the edge. "You told me to," she replied quickly, then continued seconds later, "Its wrong. We're married and you'll hate me after. You'll be jealous and won't forget." Dave knew he had pushed enough so he didn't respond and concentrated on making love to his pretty wife. He tried to move the way she liked, touch her where he knew she was responsive and kiss her gently but her mind was too cluttered now and he could tell she wasn't progressing. For a time, he kept going hoping her mind would clear but when it became apparent it wasn't going to happen, he slowed, then stopped. "You're not with me," he said softly. "No, I'm in shock," she replied. "You enjoyed talking to him. And you know in the bikini it was teasing...flirting," Dave stated. "I know but that's a long way from sex," she responded. "I know. It was just thoughts in my head," Dave answered, intending to move on. "Why though?" she asked, still wanting to get to the core of things. She was looking directly into his eyes when she asked and he could see she sincerely wanted to know. There was no anger and judgment in her look. "I guess when it all started I visualized Kristen beneath him; excited, moaning and having a big orgasm. Then, when you started talking to him...well it became you I was visualizing," her husband explained. "You would hate me after," she said, again. "I would never, ever hate you but just answer this. Have you thought about it?" Dave queried. Once more, there was silence for a while before in a squeaking voice, she answered, "Yes." "Okay. Now we have both admitted. So, it's just us now so relax and let's make love," Dave said. He began moving again and at first Julia responded to his actions, but like before she reached a barrier she could not get past. Dave stopped once more and rolled off his wife but pulled her tightly against him and gently kissed her while they cuddled. "I'm sorry," she croaked. "Shhh, this is better," he replied. They held each other for several minutes then Dave whispered to his wife, "I'm sorry I upset you." Julia kissed him lightly on the cheek, and replied, "Let's go check on the baby." Unlike the previous week, where he had been too busy to dwell on Antoine and his wife, now Dave found that he was constantly thinking about the situation and running scenarios through his head. All of them involved his beautiful wife in some state of interaction with the young black man. Having admitted his carnal desires to Julia, he no longer felt the need to try and repress the visions. His wife's wasn't angry about what he had told her but her demeanor indicated to him that she was nervous and would prefer not to discuss it further, so he kept his thoughts to himself, but hoped as the weekend approached she might soften. At least, maybe, she would continue to wear her bikini and talk to him. It wasn't what he hoped for, but it was better than nothing. Unfortunately, she gave no indication of interest as the week progressed and mid-morning Saturday she appeared, fresh from a shower, and announced she was going to take the baby to her mom's for a visit. Dave knew this was her way of conflict avoidance, and while it was disappointing, he stayed upbeat and kissed her and the baby when they left. Dave hung around the house, waiting for Antoine, and when he arrived he saw the young man continually glancing towards the back door, no doubt hoping that Julia would make an appearance. Julia was back with the baby when Dave returned from running errands and she gave him a run down on her parents but asked no questions about Antoine. It appeared that the cycle had been broken and Julia was moving on, ready to forget Kristin and Antoine. Four weeks went by and each Saturday Julia would either leave with the baby before the pool man arrived or stay in the back of the house. She never said anything to Dave, but there was no question it was purposeful. He had resigned himself to viewing those few encounters as a hot memory when something happened that reset his hope. Julia had reached a point where she felt comfortable leaving the baby alone with her mom so they had planned an evening out with friends. Even though they adored their child, it was exciting to get to go out, have a nice dinner with drinks, and remember what life was like fifteen months ago. Over the past month, his wife had started working out and had lost the remaining weight she had carried since Phillip was born. She looked good and she felt good both mentally, from the pride in her appearance, and physically from the energy the workouts were providing. "Okay, mom. Here is the number where we'll be and you have our cells numbers so please call if there are any problems, okay?" Julia said, while her mother looked on expressionless. "Darling, I raised three kids. I do have some experience," her mother replied, which made her husband start to laugh. Julia gave him an annoyed look but she couldn't hold it and soon she was laughing too. They met with two other couples who were their closest married friends at Julia's favorite Italian restaurant. Since she was the first to have a baby, naturally that became the focus of the conversation among the girls while the guys talked sports after a few courteous questions about Phillip. Dave could tell Julia was having a great time by the excitement in her voice and the way she was downing the wine. He thought about saying something to try and slow her down but decided it was a special night and she deserved to let go. When it was time to leave it was clear she was trashed and she hung on his arm, feeling no pain, as they walked to the valet station. Baby Talk "That was so fun!" she said loudly as they pulled away. "Yes it was. It was nice to get out," He concurred. They had gone less than a quarter mile when Dave felt her hand on his arm and turning he saw she had a demure, playful expression on her face. It was going to be an interesting night but first he had to get her home. He turned back to concentrate on driving and it wasn't long before he sensed her movement, and glanced over just in time to see her lift from her seat in attempt to kiss him. "Julia, calm down or you're going to cause an accident," he barked at her. "Don't be such a fuddy duddy," she responded, with a noticeable slur. Fortunately, the ride wasn't very long, and Dave was able to get her to behave. She was out of the car as soon as it stopped in the driveway, as her maternal instinct kicked into high gear. She was at the front door while Dave was still getting out of the car, and her mother opened it, let her by, and waited for her son. "Good luck," She said with a grin, when he arrived. "I know but she deserved to have some fun," he replied. Her mother grabbed her things and left, and Dave walked to the nursery where he found Julia slowly moving in her rocking chair. The baby was molded to her body with a look of angelic contentment, and after kissing him gently on the head he turned and left them alone. He had poured a glass of wine as a night cap and was watching the news when Julia appeared fifteen minutes later. "Can I have one?" she asked, referring to the wine. "Honey, I think you've had enough," he answered, with a laugh. "Pour me some, smarty," Julia replied. Dave did as he was told and the couple sat together on the couch with Julia snuggling close to her husband. They sipped the wine and talked about the evening and the baby, but the looks from his wife let him know that she was ready to play. He took the glass from his wife's hand when she was finished and set it on the coffee table, along with his, then stood and pulled her to her feet. With a giggle, she let him direct her towards the bedroom. It had been an informal evening so both were dressed in jeans and pull over tops. Dave quickly peeled off his wife's top then found the button on her pants and pulled it open. He pushed down on the denim until it was bunched at her feet then quickly took off her bra as she moaned her approval. Still wearing her thong, he pushed her onto the bed then quickly stripped and joined her. "I'm horny," she declared, when he pulled her to him. Since Julia was rarely so bold, it was another indication to him that she was quite drunk. "Let me see if I can get you hotter," he replied, which made her giggle. He pulled his wife into a deep kiss while his hands fondled her full breasts. He was excited to see how responsive she was to his touch as she arched her back to force her mounds into his hands. Dave let his hand drift down her body slowly then, he spread his fingers and stroked the sensitive flesh just outside the fabric of her thong, which brought excited purrs from her. Her hips began to move in response to his touch and he found the edge of the thong and let two fingers snake beneath the stretched fabric until he came into contact with her wetness. "You shaved," Dave said in surprise. "Yes, today. Do you like it?" she whispered to him. "I do," he replied. Dave pushed two fingers deeply inside his aroused wife which made her legs spread and brought forth a deep moan. He dropped his mouth to her right nipple while he thrust slowly into her pussy with his fingers. "Oh, honey," she moaned. "Does it feel good?" he asked. Clearly it did, but he was really seeking verbal confirmation. However, the answer he got surprised him. "I saw Antoine," she offered. It was such an unexpected statement that he wasn't sure at first he heard right. "What?" he asked. "I saw Antoine on Monday," she stated. "Why?" he asked, his actions having come to a complete stop. "He came by. He thought he left a tool he needed when he was here Saturday," she explained. "Julia, that's silly. He came by for you! What did he say? Did you talk to him?" Dave questioned his wife. "We talked some," she responded. "Come on Julia tell me what happened. Don't make me pull it from you word by word," he implored. Now in a position to look into her face, he could see she was sporting an alcohol supported smile. "He knocked on the door and asked if he could look for the tool in the back," she answered, but Dave could tell she was still toying with him. "Julia!" her husband said in frustration, which brought a giggle from his wife. "Okay! Down big boy," she replied before continuing, "He went through the house like I said and looked around the pool then came back to the house and said he couldn't find it." "That's it? Then he left?" he asked. "Well, we talked some," she answered, and giggled again. The truth was the young wife enjoyed teasing her husband about Antoine. His previous admission about his fantasy of her with the young man had originally shocked and worried her, and over the past few weeks she had thought about it constantly. However, the surprise had worn off and the fact that her husband hadn't pestered her about it had provided her with some comfort. Now, she realized, even in her inebriated state, that she was in control and could manipulate him. Dave, knowing he was being played, took her head in his hands, returned her smile and said, "Julia, quit playing and tell me all that happened. ALL!" "I told you honey, we talked some," she started intentionally drawing out the description then said, "He said he liked my bikini." Dave felt his dick surge, and involuntarily he made a small, quick thrust into his wife which brought a gasp from her. His mind raced to the vision of Julia and Antoine alone together, talking and flirting, and it made him very excited. "Damn, what did you say? Did he touch...did he try and touch you?" he asked, as he resumed moving inside her warm, wet pussy. "No, no touching. I just said thanks," she replied. Her soft sounds in response to his movements further fueled Dave and he began thrusting deeply. "That's it? That's all?" he was barely able to force out. "No, he asked if I would wear the bikini again," she whispered into his ear. "What did you say?" he fired back, barely able to contain himself. "I said...maybe," she whispered even softer. "My God Julia that's tomorrow. Are you going to? Will you?" Dave cried out, very close to release. "Do you want me to?" she asked. "YES! Yes...please," he responded instantly. "Will you love me and hold me and always take care of me?" she asked. "Yes, of course I will. You know I will," he replied, barely able to hold back. "Mmmm...fuck me," she said, and with that Dave lost all control and with a loud, pitiful cry his semen blasted into his wife. Julia never used the "f" word and her saying it in his hyper-aroused state proved too much. Dave's eyes were closed and he was practically drooling as the last vestiges of his climax forced his body to spasm in electric aftershocks. It had been one of the biggest releases of his life, seemingly drawing his life force through his penis and into Julia's vagina. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he looked down to see her smiling at him knowingly. The fact that she had so easily manipulated him in her drunken condition made him smile back, and he leaned down and embraced her in a passionate but sloppy kiss. "Lie back," she directed him when they broke. Dave did as instructed and his wife brought her head to his softening dick and lightly sucked the head while her fingernail tickled his balls. Despite his monumental ejaculation, she soon had him sufficiently engorged to be functional, and she climbed on top while guiding his member to her ready opening. "Mmmm...," she purred, as she pulled him into her. Dave was too exhausted to reply and just stared up at his beautiful wife. His wife did the work, rolling her hips sensually and finding the rhythm and connection that she needed. As his strength slowly returned, Dave's hands went to her breasts and he rolled and tugged on her nipples, enjoying the aroused responses his action brought forth. "Do you really want me to?" she asked. He knew what she meant, and it excited him to know it was the second time she had brought up the young black man. He was clearly in her head. "Yes, baby," he replied. She was grinding into him with her hands on his shoulders and her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She appeared to have an aroused but distant look and he wondered what she was thinking. The answer to the question didn't take long to become apparent. "What do you want? What do you want to happen?" she asked seconds later. Her question confirmed that, even though she was riding his dick, her mind was on the pool guy. Dave was too far into it and too excited to hold back so he spoke bluntly, "I want you to go out in your bikini. I want him to take off the top and hold your breasts then I want him to take you like Kristin." "God Dave, it's so wrong...so dirty," she protested, but he felt her grind harder into him and he swore she became even wetter. "You can do it," he encouraged. He doubted seriously she would even come close tomorrow but as a bedroom fantasy it had become very hot. "Are you sure? You won't hate me?" she asked. "I'm sure baby. I want him to fuck you every week. I want him to tell all his friends that every Saturday he fucks you," Dave responded, deciding to continue to push and probe for limits. His words finally pushed his wife over the edge. He watched as her face twisted, almost in a look of pain, and her body became rigid. Then, her mouth opened in a silent scream that lasted for so long he was worried about her breathing, before she exhaled and cried out. "OHHH...NNNGGGHHH...NNNGGHHH...OH GOD...OH YES," she let go, and at the same time he felt the wall of her pussy contracting around his shaft. It was a powerful orgasm and Dave had a wonderful, first row seat, to witness the event. He watched her face contort and her head toss back and forth before finally, a contented smile came to her face, she opened her eyes and smiled down at him. "That looked like fun," he smiled back. "Mmmm...," she groaned, and dropped onto his chest. Dave stroked her hair and let her come down before she rolled to his side, and was almost immediately asleep. There had been many times where they had enjoyed deeply fulfilling romantic lovemaking but this was the best raw sex they had ever experienced. Thinking, he knew it was a combination of things that conspired in his favor; Antoine's visit, the night out and the liquor. In any event, he certainly wasn't going to complain. Later, when the baby began to fuss, Dave pushed his wife gently on the shoulders as she tried to rise and told her he would take care of him. Dave had a bagel, fruit and coffee ready for her when she appeared just after eight. With the baby in her arms, she sat at the kitchen table and allowed her husband to serve. "How are you feeling?" he asked, concerned about the wine. "I'm okay but some water would be nice," she answered, prompting him to grab a bottle from the fridge. After breakfast, they both puttered around the house for the next few hours. Nothing was mentioned about the previous night or Antoine. For his part, Dave wanted her to bring it up as it would be so much more powerful in his mind if she did, but as the morning dragged he resigned himself to the belief that it would just remain a powerful bedroom fantasy. They were both standing in the kitchen when they heard the back gate open. "Are you sure?" his wife said, which made his dick jump. "Yes," he answered in a croaking voice. It had taken amazing willpower for him to force the word out. With a last look, Julia left him alone and disappeared towards the bedroom. Ten minutes later she was back in a powder blue suit with a halter top and string ties at her hips. With the lost weight, the suit fit perfectly on bottom but was still quite snug on top. She looked amazing and Dave had the momentary thought of taking her to bed but knew he would get her later. "Last chance," she said with an awkward smile. There was also a questioning look in her eyes but her husband merely nodded in reply. "Wait," Dave said as she reached for the door handle. He saw her look up with a hopeful expression but that was soon lost when her husband spoke. "Take the baby monitor so he thinks you're alone," he said, taking it from the table and handing it to her. Julia accepted the device and without looking back she opened the door and stepped onto the patio. Dave watched her firm butt as she moved the short distance to the chair in her sexy suit. Antoine lifted his head when he heard her coming, but gave her time to settle in until, like before, he moved so that he was working directly in front of her. For the next fifteen minutes, Dave watched as they talked, wondering what if anything, was going to happen. Twice, when the black man's back was turned, Julia looked over her shoulder towards the house and Dave was unsure whether the look was intended to seek help or permission, but made no attempt to find out. Antoine was once more in his standard attire of olive pants and a thin white t-shirt. He had stopped working and was now at his wife's feet getting a great view of her prone body covered only in the bikini. If Julia had been telling the truth, it was what the man requested, so after weeks of not seeing her he must have thought there was a message in her action. There was another five minutes of talk before suddenly he watched as his wife stood. She began moving towards the pool steps as if she was going swimming but halfway there Antoine took her arm. In a quick move, the young black man turned her, brought her to him and tried to kiss her. Initially, she looked shocked and diverted her head but he kept trying until he finally connected. Dave saw his wife's eyes dart towards the house but she didn't push him away and the kiss lasted for several seconds, then broke and started again. This time, it was deeper, more passionate and his wife's arms moved partially around his neck. At that moment, Dave heard Phillip begin to whimper and like a bolt he raced to the bedroom knowing Julia's motherly instinct would take hold if he couldn't quiet the child. "That's alright, that's alright," he cooed to his young son. Suddenly, realizing what he had just done, he looked towards the transmitter hanging from the crib. He picked up Phillip and by rubbing his back he was able to calm the child quickly. At any moment, he expected his wife to come inside as he suspected the baby's sounds and his words had been delivered poolside. When five minutes had passed, and with his son still in his arms, he walked back to the living room wondering what he would find. However, he wasn't prepared for what he saw. Julia was topless, facing the house, with Antoine behind her kissing her neck and working her nipples as if she was being milked. Evidently, he had been partly successful as he could see tiny rivulets running down her abdomen. It dawned on him that she was being put on display for his benefit which made him wonder what had ensued in the time he had been in the nursery. Frozen in place, father and son watched as their wife and mother continued to be fondled yards away. Antoine seemed to be enthralled by Julia's milked filled breasts as he continued to play with them as the minutes ticked by. She stood there, allowing the touch, with her eyes mostly closed and occasionally tilting her head back when his lips found the right spot on her neck, and anyone peeking through or over the fence would have seen a decadent display of wanton lust. Finally, Antoine's right hand left her breast and moved quickly over her tummy until it contacted her fabric covered mound. Now, with his teasing fingers, her body started to move more and when he slipped beneath the edge and found her slit it looked like her legs almost buckled. It wasn't long after that he pulled the strings holding up the bottoms and the garment fell to her feet. It was a moment of decision. Dave could let it continue and see how far Julia would go outside, step out and stop it, or invite the entwined couple inside. A minute later, after putting his son back to bed, he was at the back door and stepping outside he gestured for them to come in. As they came closer, Dave could see a look of worry on his wife's face and she struggled to make eye contact. He could also see that her pussy was glistening from the wetness of her arousal. In contrast, Antoine acted bold and cocky as he led the young wife by the hand staring straight at Dave with a smile. The couple passed him and entered the house. By the time Dave closed the door, they were already together in a deep kiss. "Dave are you sure? Please tell me you're sure," the young wife asked her husband. Her question belied the excitement Dave recognized in her eyes. He knew she was very aroused and wanted permission. "I'm sure," he answered. "Good, man. Let's find the bed," their pool man announced. It was Julia who actually led the way, taking him out of the room and down the hall. Her husband stayed in the living room for several minutes before he followed arriving just as Antoine dropped his pants revealing a very heavy and very black cock. Dave guessed he was an inch and a half to two inches longer than his six and a half inches but it was the girth where it looked most different. His cock was very thick, almost fat, and noticeable veins ran across the flesh with one very pronounced one traveling almost the entire length. When he looked up, he noticed his wife's eyes were locked on it just like his had been. Julia was in bed, on her back, and he crawled between her legs then bent down and started to kiss her. Dave saw that her legs couldn't stay still and her hips were moving, no doubt in anticipation of the receipt of Antoine's cock. With whimpers from her when the kiss stopped, he lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. "Damn, that's sweet," he declared when he was finished, having received some of her milk, and almost like he wanted to compare, he did the same thing on her other breast. Julia was in a high state of arousal and couldn't keep still but when she made eye contact with her husband she extended her hand and said, "Honey." They took each other's hand just as their guest put his cockhead against the young mother's opening. He proved quite patient for his age and used his hand to guide the plump, dark crown along her slit multiple times. Each effort made his head shine more and left her a little more open. Finally, as he was once again moving along the wet opening, his hips thrust and three inches disappeared inside. "Ughhh...," Julia gasped, and gripped her husband's hand more tightly. Antoine backed out then pushed again bringing another passionate cry from her and when he repeated it once more he moved all the way in. "Ohhh...," she groaned, and Dave felt the strength leave her grip. Slowly, her hand left his and when he looked at her face he could see her eyes were closed, her mouth was halfway open and she looked completely gone. Their mating began slowly with only the sounds of Julia's wet pussy, the squeaking of the bed and the occasional moan or sigh filling the room. Her lover seemed happy for the moment to feel her body and experience what she had to offer. This lasted for several minutes until Antoine changed his angle which allowed deeper and fuller thrusts. "Ohhh...ummm...ohhh," Julia whined, and opened her eyes. She looked into Antoine's face then quickly at her husband who was still standing and watching then back to her lover. Baby Talk "Feel good?" he asked. "Uh, huh," she groaned in reply. "Your first black man?" he followed. "Yes," she answered. "I'm going to fuck you every week," he announced. "Okay," she replied without hesitation. Any reluctance had vanished and now the young wife was only thinking about the pleasure she was receiving from her lover's cock. Dave heard it too as he stood watching with his dick so hard that he was afraid to touch is lest he instantly ejaculate. Watching his wife being fucked was the most arousing experience of his life, and the fact that it was with the black pool man only heightened things. Weeks ago, he would have said it was impossible but watching her desire build from the time they learned about Kristin until today had been amazing. He wanted Antoine to be her lover and he wanted him in bed with her every Saturday driving her crazy, just like now. "Damn, this is good pussy," he said, dropping down so their torsos were connected and his head was in the crook of her neck. In this position, most of her body was unseen save for her arms and legs and part of her head. Antoine started to power fuck, his ass moving rapidly, while the rest of his body was relatively still. Julia's arms wrapped around his neck, her legs spread even wider and now, coming from her mouth, was a litany of groans, sighs and whines. Dave heard him whispering into his wife's ears but the words were indistinguishable over all the other sounds in the room. It wasn't long before Julia's sounds indicated she was building towards an orgasm. Antoine rose back up on his arms but was able to maintain the same fast, deep movement. Her hands moved to his biceps and she held on with a strong grip letting her nails dig into his skin. Her front, where they had been connected was covered in sweat and her large breasts danced in circles in time to the rhythm of their fucking. "Baby, you close? I'm about to get my nut," Antoine announced. "Close, don't stop," she answered. In fact she was very close and only lasted a few more seconds before she gave in to her release. Dave thought he had witnessed the previous night a huge orgasm from her but it was nothing like what he was seeing now. With a piercing scream, her back arched then she fell back and thrust her pelvis against her lover, repeating this movement several times. It was so pronounced that Dave worried she would injure herself. Her hair flew around as her head tossed back and forth and her nails dug even deeper into Antoine's arm. "Ohhh...ohhh...fuck...I can't believe it...fuck," she whined as it finally abated. Antoine arrived just behind her and he pushed deeply into her lifting her pelvis off the mattress and held the position as he fired his seed deeply inside. "Yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah...you're getting all the jizz baby...all of it," he grunted. His body relaxed and her pelvis fell but seconds later he repeated the move as he forced out any remaining semen, "Take it now, take it deep, you know I'm next." Then it was over and they lay in a sweaty, heaving mess with the raunchy smell of sex filling the room. Dave left to check on the baby purposefully giving them some time to recover and get dressed so he was surprised to find his wife on her knees sucking Antoine's cock when he returned. However, when she saw him she quickly stopped, climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom closing the door behind her, and seconds later the sound of the shower starting could be heard. "I think it's best if you leave now," Dave said to the young black man, who was still lounging on the bed. With a simple nod, he got up and quickly put on his clothes. For a moment, he looked towards the bathroom door as if he wanted to enter, but Dave sensing his intention stepped in front and guided him towards the back door. "Look, please keep this to yourself," Dave said to him as he turned the knob. "Sure man," he replied. Amazingly, once outside, he returned to cleaning the pool as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. Dave watched him for a few minutes, as he contemplated what had just happened, then went to find his wife. "Julia?" he said gently knocking on the bathroom door. "Come in," she answered, and he entered to find her sitting in front of the mirror fixing her makeup. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Are you?" she countered and for several seconds they stared at each other. "I'm okay, I guess," he said. "Well, please tell me you got out of it what you wanted," she replied. "Honey, I think it's best if we talk about it later. Right now, I just want to be with you and Phillip." he explained. His wife nodded her concurrence and Dave left her to collect Phillip. A few minutes later Julia appeared and he saw her surprise when she saw that Antoine was still in the back. He left mother and son on the couch watching TV and went to the kitchen to prepare a late lunch but several times he noticed her staring out the back window. They were just sitting down to eat when Antoine finally left, dragging his equipment through the gate and closing it behind him. After finishing, they discussed what to do and decided to take Phillip to the park. It was quite hot out so they made it barely an hour before they returned home, and while his wife took a nap, Dave took a magazine and sat by the pool. After giving her over an hour, he went to the bedroom and quietly crawled in next to her. Julia was in just a t-shirt and panties, and let her husband snuggle up behind her. "I love you," he said. He wanted to talk about "it" but didn't know where to start. "I know you do," she whispered. "Can we talk?" he asked. "I guess we should," she answered, turning in his arms until she was facing him. He took the opportunity to kiss her several times before they continued. "Did you...," he began, but she cut him off. "I want to go first," she said. "Okay," he replied meekly, expecting to be pilloried for getting her into it. "Was it what you expected? What you wanted?" she asked, and he realized she had jumped to the key question. Realizing the seriousness of the question, he thought hard about the answer and how to phrase it. Finally, he spoke, "Yes it was. It was more than I expected. The fact that you allowed yourself to let go and enjoy made it special." He was happy with his answer because he felt it was positive, non-judgmental and connected them but most importantly, it was honest. He waited while his wife digested his words which took almost a minute. "That's a pretty good answer," she said, and her serious look turned to a smile. With that, the ice was broken. "It's true," he replied, smiling back. "My God Dave it was so wild. I was shaking the whole time I was so nervous. Could you see it?" she asked. "No, I didn't see any shaking. You just looked hot as hell to me," he replied, and kissed her again. "You know you got busted talking on the baby monitor," she said. "I suspected so. What happened?" he asked. "We heard you and then Antoine said I thought you were alone? I was so caught off guard I told him you were inside watching. Then, he said let's give him a show and pulled my top off," she explained. "So, you were waiting for me," Dave stated. "Yes, and it was driving me crazy," she said. "You looked so incredible," he told her. Dave's now had one hand under her shirt while the other squeezed her ass. "It was so wicked," she replied. Her husband couldn't take anymore and pulled her clothes off, then his, and quickly penetrated his wife. But, wanting to continue to talk he moved in her very slowly. "You were so wet," he said. "Mmmm...hmmm," she purred, enjoying the feeling of her husband inside her. "He was big," he followed. "Mmmm...hmmm," she said in a louder voice. "Did you like it," he asked, already knowing the answer. "Maybe a little," she answered, trying to be coy. "The little led to a big orgasm," he replied. "Yes, it did. Are you jealous?" she asked, still smiling. "I will be honest and admit I was," her husband responded. "Good," she said. For the next several minutes the couple made slow love taking time to kiss each other often. Dave focused on the feeling of his wife's vagina, wondering if he would be able to tell it had recently been invaded by Antoine's large cock, but he noted no difference. He reveled in the small sigh and moans that came from her which made him feel she was enjoying herself. Julia was happy they were making love as one of her great concerns was her husband's reactions afterwards. She worried that he would become jealous after her time with Antoine and that the reality would be far different than his lust filled expectations. Happily, so far, he had been loving and supportive. "Do you want to see him again?" her husband asked. "I think one time is enough," she replied, but Dave sensed that her answer lacked conviction. Regardless, it wasn't the right time to press so he dropped it. "Honey, what was he saying to you?" he asked remembering the whispered words he spoke into her ear that he couldn't make out. "What words?" she answered, and for the first time he sensed she was being evasive. "You know what I'm talking about. When his mouth was next to your ear," he probed. "It was nothing," she said, attempting to deflect the question. Her husband stopped his movements, lifted over her and looking straight into her face said, "Julia, don't hide anything. Tell me what he said." "He said the next baby was going to be his," she admitted. "Well, it's a good thing you can't get pregnant," Dave replied. "It's difficult but not impossible," his wife countered. "What do you mean? I thought if you were nursing you couldn't get pregnant?" he asked. "Like I said, it's difficult but not impossible," she said once more. "So, you mean all this time since we started again you could have become pregnant and now you just took this black guy in you? Honey, he came in you. A lot," her husband said. "It's difficult Dave. It will be okay. Now get back to work," she instructed her husband while pushing on his hips. They were quiet after that, each lost in their own thoughts, but a few minutes later, with Julia stroking the back of his head, Dave spurt forth his semen then quickly collapsed onto her. Sunday, after church, Julia announced she was going to the grocery store. Dave normally didn't accompany his wife on these trips but he felt the need, after the previous day's events, to be close to her. He pushed the cart for his wife following a specified routine that she had down, and he was proud of the looks that his pretty wife and young son received from both men and women as they traversed the store. The cart was half filled with groceries when they turned into the soft drink aisles and almost collided carts with Kristin, their neighbor. "Hi Julia," she said with a bubbly voice. Like us, she had her baby in a carrier on the cart. "Hi Kristin," his wife answered, but he could tell she was startled. Dave nodded a hello and watched as the two women began to chat with most of the conversation being led by Kristin. He couldn't help but think how lucky Antoine had been to be able to sexually experience the two lovely, young mothers. No doubt, he had already told all his friends about his new conquest. "How has your summer been," he heard his wife ask. "Oh my gosh, it's been so hectic. My mother got sick and I had to go to stay with her for almost two months. I just got back a couple weeks ago," she replied. Dave's grip on the cart tightened and his head began to spin. He barely heard the rest of their conversation but he could tell his wife was trying to disengage. When they finally separated, they made it just a few feet before Julia stopped the cart. "Dave!" she let out, looking at him in shock.