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A Perfect Wife

By: Grey Eagle 286



A Perfect Wife

Bill Nelson was a happy man as he drove home early from a business meeting. He had just closed a great deal for his company. His commission on this one deal would put him far ahead for the salesman of the year title. That would give him a great bonus and his commission alone would be well into the upper six figure bracket. 

Everyone Bill did business with smiled when he entered their office. He was always bright, pleasant and cheerful. He always had a new little joke to tell and he brightened their day. He was known to be completely honest in all his dealing with everyone. He refused to sell any of his customer's equipment that he knew would not be profitable for them. He was completely familiar with his company's products and with the equipment that his competitors sold.

At 35, Bill was an average man in every way. He carried 155 pounds on his 5' 9 ½" frame. He was in excellent condition and ran a couple of miles every other day. His brown hair and hazel eyes set off his pleasant face. He was rarely without a cheery smile on his face. Part of the reason for his smile was his wife Annie. She was the light of his life. Bill adored Annie and their two children, Sally, 6 and John, 8.

Annie was a small woman, just a hair over five feet tall and weighing just over a hundred pounds. Her body was easy to look at with a slim waist and a full 32D bust. She looked like the very, very pretty girl next door. Her blonde hair was usually in a long ponytail that flipped about as she moved. Annie showed no signs of motherhood and looked much younger than her 33 years. Annie loved to tease Bill by dressing in sexy revealing clothes around the house. Their sex life was fantastic, having sex five or six nights a week and often more than once a day.

They had met in college and dated during his sophomore and junior years, she was studying nursing while Bill studied business administration. They were a couple almost as soon as they met, and they shared an efficiency apartment for the next two years.

Bill was devastated by the events of 9/11 and he enlisted in the Army almost before the dust had settled. After he finished his training he was sent to Saudi Arabia for more training with his unit. He was in an armored troop carrier during the attack into Iraq. On the third day of the attack his unit was well into Iraq when his troop carrier was hit by a RPG (Rocket Propelled Grenade.). He woke up in a C-5 aircraft medevac enroute to the U.S. Army Hospital in Ramstein, Germany. His numerous wounds were further stabilized there and he was sent home to Walter Reed Hospital in Washington D.C. for further surgeries.

Bill was having his usual dream about Annie, but this one was clearer and sharper, he even heard her calling his name and smelled her favorite perfume. He opened his eyes and saw her worried face in front of him. She suddenly smiled and gently pressed her lips to his. WOW! He could feel her kiss this time. He whispered, "Annie, is it really you? You look real."

"Oh! Billy! Yes I am really here; I have been here for over a month. I am so happy that they finally let you wake up. How do you feel?"

"A month? I feel kind of tired, but I am real happy to see you. Where are we?"

"Billy, Honey, can you see me alright. Is your vision clear?"

"Sure, I see you as clear as a bell. You are beautiful. I love you."

"Oh! Billy, I love you too! They were worried about your eyesight. How do you feel?"

"I don't seem to hurt anywhere. I know I was wounded and sent home. How bad is it? Am I going to be OK? Annie, give it to me straight, am I going to able to be a man for you?"

Annie looked him in the eye, "Yes Dear", she giggled, and "I know you are fine down there, I have given you sponge baths and played with you and you respond to all kinds of stimuli. You work perfectly." She blushed. She was serious again, "Bill, you had 47 wounds, some minor, some serious. As best they can tell when the grenade hit, small fragments of steel sprayed inside the troop carrier and bounced all around the inside. You have wounds entering from many directions; some went all the way through, a lot stayed inside you. Most of the wounds have been repaired. Some have not."

Billy watched a tear roll down each of her lovely cheeks. She steeled herself, "Billy you are going to have to have several more operations before you can be released from the hospital. I promise I will be here with you for all of them. I have moved here and am staying with my Aunt Jane who lives in Maryland a few miles from here. Because I am a Registered Nurse they let me help take care of you. Both our families send me money to help with my expenses."

Bill tried to tell her how much he loved her but her soft lips pressing against his stopped him. In a month they were married in the hospital chapel, surrounded by both families and a few friends. Six months after the wedding they were home and moved into a small apartment. Bill adored his wife. He felt he owed her his very life. She had stuck with him and comforted him on his blackest days when he thought he would never leave the hospital. She was with him and coached him through his rehabilitation. She was a loving slave driver who insisted he could always do a few more repetitions of every exercise.

She was a perfect wife. She was always happy and full of life. She kept an immaculate home, was a super good cook and was an eager and ardent lover. She arranged her work so they could spend the most time together. 

Bill started with a new company in sales as the junior sales person. He worked hard and studied his company's products as well as the products of his competitors. He was very diligent and followed up on every lead that came his way. He spent a lot of time in the factory test spaces watching the engineers put their products through their paces. Then he visited the places that used his company's tools and machines. He asked how the machines performed and how they could be improved. He visited shops that used his company's competitors' machines and asked why they thought the competitor's equipment was better. The information he gathered her reported back to his company. Some of his suggestions earned him bonuses and his attitude earned the respect of all that knew him. 

Annie and Bill saved toward the things they wanted. They lived frugally and rarely ate out. As his skills as a salesman improved and his income grew they were able to purchase their first small house. The two of them set goals and a time table for the completion of those goals. Bill loved to fish but rarely managed to get away to do it. Annie attended a Woman's club meeting the second Wednesday of each month. They worked together on home improvement projects instead of going to movies and activities that used money they felt was more prudent to use to improve their home. They each monitored the clothing of their spouse and carefully insured the other maintained an attractive appearance. Bill loved it when Annie looked her best. Since Annie wore scrubs at work, most of her clothing money was spent on leisure clothes; she did manage to afford some new lingerie each month. 

Two years into the marriage, things were a little bit ahead of the plan so they jointly decided to start their family. Within a month of going off the pill Annie happily reported she was pregnant. Because of the excellent benefits they both had in their jobs, the out of pocket expenses were less than projected. Bill got busy in their little workshop and turned out a very professional looking crib and all the other baby furniture Ann requested. Annie painted everything with a primer coat of paint until they discovered the child was a boy. Then they painted everything a light blue.

Annie had an easy pregnancy and baby John was a good baby. They both adored him and were tickled to death when she became pregnant a year and a half later. Sally was a sweet little doll. She was as good a baby as John, and was adored too. Bill continued to advance through the company. When Sally was born he was in the top ten sales people in the company. 

Two years later the market was right and they sold the house they had worked on so hard. The sold it for three times what they paid for it. They bought another house that was in a much nicer area and was much larger. The lot was huge but the landscaping and the house were not in the best condition. A year later, after a huge expenditure of labor and a small amount of cash, it was the showpiece of the neighborhood.

Bill was the top salesman in the company, his years of hard work paid off again. His client list was very large and he added new customers every day when new people would call and request him by name saying they had met him somewhere or that he had been recommended by a happy customer.

Everyone that knew them thought they were the 'perfect' couple. It was evident that they loved each other deeply. Bill was able to cut back on the amount of time he spent on the road. The account he had just signed with the U.S. Department of Defense was huge, he wanted to celebrate with Annie quietly that evening. He smiled as he thought of his wife, under her conservative clothes and her shy demure manner she was a sexual tiger. They had sex almost every day, but it was not unusual for them to make love more than once a day on weekends. He grinned and decided to stop and pick up a good bottle of Champagne on the way home. 

He was coming out of the liquor store when he froze in mid-step. Standing in the doorway of a Motel next door was his wife Annie. She was kissing a huge black man who was gripping her ass under her skirt. Bill dropped the champagne bottle. Annie turned and looked right at Bill. She didn't move for a minute then she ran for her car. Bill watched as she sped away. He looked back and the door to the motel room was shutting.

Bill sat in his car and thought over what he had just seen. He tried to think of a reasonable explanation for what he had just seen. It had definitely appeared to be a sexual embrace and kiss. He was in shock. He had no idea of how long he sat there in a daze. There was no smile on his face now. He started his car and drove slowly home. Annie's car was in the drive, the driver's door was open.

He walked in to the house; he got a beer from the refrigerator and put it on the kitchen counter then went to the spare bedroom and got several pieces of luggage from the closet and carried them to the living room. He heard a noise behind him and turned to see Annie, staring wide-eyed, her hands over her mouth. He looked sadly at his wife, "I figure one of us is going to need these. Right?" Annie turned and ran down the hall toward the master bedroom. He heard a muffled sob as he carried the bags into the room. Annie lay on the bed, her face buried in her pillow, her shoulders heaving with each muffled sob.

Bill put the bags down. He leaned against the wall, she heard his sad voice, "I'll hand it to you girl! You really had me fooled. I never suspected a thing. I have been so proud of our 'perfect marriage'. I guess they are right when they say the stupid husband is always the last to know. I'll be out of your way in a little bit." 

Annie sat up quickly, "NO! NO! Please don't leave me, I love you. I love you with all my heart. I'm so sorry, please forgive me. You are my whole life. I can't live without you."

"Annie, I have to get out of here. I need some time to think. I just learned you are cheating on me. I have no clue about what is going on. I don't know why, how long, or if you really ever loved me, when you stopped loving me. I don't know anything. I'll call you when I think we can talk."

"Nooo! Please don't go. Stay with me, I need you. You are my life, please stay and talk to me now. I'll tell you everything. You need to know things before you make any decisions. Please don't go. I love you. I have always loved you."

"OK, I'll listen to you for a few minutes, OK. I don't know what you can tell me that will change my mind. Let's go set in the den, where are the kids?"

"Oh, thank you for talking to me, the kids are with my mom and dad for the weekend."

Tears still ran from Annie's eyes. They sat and looked sadly at each other. Annie sobbed, "I never meant to hurt you in any way. I don't know how to start, but please believe that I do love you, I love no other man. You are my man and always will be my only love."

"Annie, what you are saying doesn't match with what I saw. I saw a fully sexual loving kiss. His hands were caressing your bare ass and you were loving it. That is what I saw."

"No, you are only partly right, you did see a sexual kiss and caress, but there was no love involved, absolutely none on either part. I DO NOT love him and he DOES NOT love me. It is pure sex and only sex."

Bill looked at her. "OK, I might buy that, but WHY? We have sex more than most people. I guess you are telling me that I don't satisfy you sexually. I sure thought I did, are you saying you faked all those orgasms I thought I was giving you? That I never made you cum?"

"NO, HELL NO! You are a wonderful lover, you always make me cum. I have NEVER faked an orgasm with you; I don't have to fake them when they are real wonderful orgasms. Billy, I have never refused any hint that you desired me. I don't believe I have EVER turned you down. I have never withheld sex from you, never!"

Bill smiled gently, "I never felt that you did, shows how dumb I am, doesn't it? Are the kids mine?" How many men have there been?"

"OH MY GOD! YES, the kids are yours! Yes, yes, you are the father of our kids. There has only been one other man."

"How long has this been going on?"

"Since high school, I dated him before I met you."

"What? You have been screwing him all of our married life? Our whole marriage has been a sham. I have been a cuckold all along?"

"I don't know what that is. But it hasn't been all the time. I don't know how to explain this. He was the first man I ever had sex with. He is much bigger than any man I have ever had. With him it was different. He stretched me and I loved the way he felt inside me. I never loved him, oh, he is nice enough, but there is no love involved. Only the sex. No real emotion, no feelings of a need to be with him other than for the sex. Then I met you, Billy. You turned me on in every way; I couldn't get enough of you, sexually and in every other way. You satisfied all of my needs and fulfilled my desires. I fell head over heels in love with you, I still feel that way about you."

"Then why are you still fucking him now?"

"Billy I wish I had an easy answer for that, but I don't. All I can tell you is that I had not been with him for months when I heard you were wounded. I was still in total shock when we met accidentally in a grocery store, we went to a bar and had a drink and I ended up drunk and woke up in his bed in the morning. We had sex and he took you off of my mind for a little while. He knows how much I love you. He loves his wife too, but he says I am the best sex he has ever had. We do not have a regular schedule or anything, it is always more than a month apart, sometime three or four months go by. Then the urge builds up and I need to see him. Honey, please believe me, it is not a fault of yours, it is completely my fault, I don't know why I get that way. It is a sickness inside me. I want to die for the hurt I caused you. I guess that would be the best thing that can happen."

Billy looked at her. He could tell she was in agony. Abject terror was written on her face. He couldn't help it; he took her in his arms and held her tightly to his chest. She looked up at him. She sobbed, "I do love you Billy, what can we do. How can I fix this mess I have made of our lives? I will do anything, anything at all to save our marriage. I am not thinking of myself here, I am thinking of the kids, they need both of us for the next few years. Then I will give you everything and release you from our marriage."

"What do you want now, an open marriage so you can continue to see HIM whenever you want?"

"No! That is not what I want, I just want you. If you want to date other women, I guess that would only be fair to you after the way I have behaved."

"Annie, I still love you, I always will. Can I ever trust you again? Can I forgive you? I don't know. I still have a need to think this over. I have to consider what is best for the kids. I am not sure about my own feelings right now. I want to hurt you both, to smash something, break something, I think I need to leave for a while until I get better control of my feelings."

"Sob, I don't want you to leave, I'll be a wreck before the kids get back. Please stay a while longer. Please!"

"OK, I'll stay if you answer some more questions for me."

"I'll answer any questions you have; I want no more secrets between us."

"How many times did I have sloppy seconds or eat his cum out of you?"

"NEVER. I could never do that to you. Never! I always showered and douched before you came home. Always. I was always clean and fresh for you." Tears ran down Annie's cheeks.

Bill looked at her closely, "If I took you to bed now would you be clean and fresh?"

She looked down and softly murmured something.

"I couldn't hear you, what did you say?"

"I said 'NO', I will not go to bed with you now."

"Why not?"

"You know I am not clean."

"Right. Did you ever fuck him on our 'special days', anniversaries, birthdays or such? 

"No, never."

"You did fuck him while I was in the hospital, didn't you?"

"No, it was before you were home. I was not with him again for several more years."

"He lost interest in you?"

"No, he called but I refused to meet him. Then after three years he called week after week, and then he called for about five days in a row. Then I gave in. I don't know why."

"You had to have that big black cock again I guess. I guess I am not enough of a man to satisfy you."

"OH! Billy, it wasn't that, I don't know what it was, but he isn't better than you, not in any way. He never satisfied me the way you always do. He never once made me feel as good as you do. Half the time he would hurt me when he went too deep. He would forget and go too deep, too hard. It hurt!"

"If he calls again tomorrow can you be sure you will not go running to him?"

"Yes, I will never go again, he will never call again either. I called him as soon as I got home; I told him if he called again I would tell his wife just before I shot him. He knows I will do it too. I know he has to be scared to death one of us will call his wife and tell her."

Bill felt the anger draining away from him. He felt so sorry for her; he had never known her to lie to him before. Was not telling him for all those years a lie? He didn't know. Tears ran down her cheeks again and her small body shuddered in her grief. 

"What would you do if I had done that to you?"

Annie stared at him, her red rimmed eyes fixed on his. She sobbed then wailed, "OH NOoooo! I would never forgive you. How could you do that to someone you love. How could I...you...we... Oh God, what have I done to us, to you, to our poor babies? I want to die!"

Her body went limp; her head slumped to one side. She was still. This scared Bill. He took her wrist and searched for her pulse. It was faint and weak. He shook her. NOTHING! He screamed at her, "ANNIE, YOU BITCH. WAKE UP, I LOVE YOU. DON"T DO THIS YOU BITCH! WAKE THE FUCK UP OR I"LL HATE YOU FOR ALL ETERNITY!" Her eyes lids quivered. They slowly opened.

She looked at him, she whispered, "Please don't hate me." He kissed her gently on her lips. 

Her eyes were huge as she whispered, "I love only you Billy, I'll do anything to make it up to you. I can't bear the thought of a life without you as my husband and best friend."

"Annie, I have the same problem. I have thought about how my life would be without you. It wouldn't be a life, it would be HELL. I was so happy today on my way home. I just signed contracts with the Defense Department that will set us up for life. Now they mean nothing to me."


A Perfect Wife Ch. 1



Bill Raines swirled the drink in his glass and took another large swallow. "This is perfect," he thought to himself. "Just perfect." His party for the neighborhood was a big hit. He and his wife, Allison, had only lived in the upscale, suburban neighborhood for six months, but after attending three of these neighborhood bashes, he felt it was his time to host one. And this one seemed to be a huge success.

He and Allison, along with their two young children, had relocated only months ago, but everyone seem happy with the move. But Bill most of all. His new job brought with it a salary that made the large house in the posh, suburban village possible. And his 26-year-old wife, Allison, was happier that ever before in their six-year-old marriage. The birth of their two children, now ages 2 and 4, had not taken a toll on Allison's looks. On the contrary, Bill thought, Allison looked better than ever. A 5' 7" brunette, she worked out obsessively to keep her body in shape. And her breasts, enlarged to 36Cs by the birth of their kids, had not diminished when she lost the little bit of extra weight that came with the pregnancies. Now her large breasts stood out conspicuously on her slim body. She was certainly a real looker and Bill knew it. "No," he mused to himself. "She's perfect."

Bill looked at his glass and took another drink as he jumped back into a conversation with a near-by neighbor, Frank. Bill had only met the older man once at an earlier party, but Bill could tell from their conversation that Frank was successful, powerful and accustomed to taking charge. 

"So, tell me Frank," Bill said, "How do you stay so fit? I bust my ass in the gym every day, but you look in twice the shape I'm in. And you've got a few years on me"

The 55-year-old man smiled and replied, "Bill, you know how they say that every time you have sex, it's like running a mile?" Bill laughed and nodded in agreement, as Frank continued.

"Well, do you see that lady over there?" Frank said indicating his wife, Sandy, standing across the room engaged in conversation with a small clutch of neighborhood women, including Allison. "That, my boy, is a triathlon - an Ironman, sweat-pouring-out, ball draining, totally exhausting, triathlon. Every time."

Both men held their eyes on Sandy, who stopped abruptly in her conversation and noticed their fixed stares. "What," Sandy mouthed silently to Frank from across the room, obviously puzzled by their looks.

Frank just smiled and shook his head and turned back to Bill. "And that, my boy, is how I stay in shape."

"A triathlon, huh?" replied Bill, still staring at the average looking, 55 year old housewife. "Well, Frank, if you ever need any help with your workouts, just give me a call," Bill said, and the two shared a small burst of laughter. Just as quickly, the conversation shifted to yard care and swimming pool cleaning tips.

Several hours passed and the party was beginning to wind down. Bill was busy accepting thanks and seeing neighbors to the door. He suddenly realized that Frank and Sandy were standing next to him. Sandy was standing so close, in fact, that one of her large breasts was firmly pressing against his arm.

"Great party," Sandy said, and leaned in and kissed Bill on the cheek.

"Thanks. So glad you guys could make it," replied Bill, as his eyes took a quick inventory. 

He had never really noticed Sandy until now, but he suddenly realized what a beauty this mature woman was. He quickly focused on her long legs supporting her 5'9" stature. Her smartly cut blonde hair framed an attractive face, more attractive than he had first realized. "Funny," Bill thought, "I hadn't noticed that," catching a glimpse of the black, seamed stockings Sandy was wearing. His mind was instantly filled images of this mature, blonde beauty naked in front of him. Just as quickly, he snapped back to the present, realizing the awkward moment he'd just created. 

"Well, thanks and we'll see you later," Frank said and the couple started to the door.

"Oh!" Sandy said, as if remembering something and the couple stepped back toward Bill. "Frank says you've offered your services to fuck me. Come on over tomorrow night." And they were gone, out the open door and into the night.

Bill felt as if he'd just been hit between the eyes with a sledgehammer. In stunned silence, he stared out the open door and into the darkness, confused and dazed. Had he really heard what he thought he'd heard? No, it's not possible. It's just his mind picking up on Frank's comment from earlier in the evening. "No! No!" he thought, "She did say it."

"Who said what?" a familiar voice said in his ear. 

Bill realized that he had uttered his thoughts aloud and turned quickly to see Allison next to him, smiling.

"Nothing. Nobody," he said, trying to appear composed.

"Great party," Allison said and kissed him quickly. "Now we just have to get the stragglers out and we can go to bed." She smiled, turned and walked away as Bill watched her fabulous ass sway inside the short, black cocktail dress. He was sure she was adding to the wiggle to tease him. And it was working. Then, just as quickly, her image faded to become a tall blonde with seamed stockings. "What have I gotten myself into?" he pondered, as he moved to close the front door.

The following day had to be the longest in his life. Bill Raines could not think of anything except the impending night and what promised to be an evening of wild adventurous sex with the woman up the street. Well, the couple up the street, to be more accurate. He had never done anything like this before, a threesome. His sex life could actually be said to be pretty tame. He and Allison were married in college, and soon the kids came along. Except for two or three high school sweethearts, Bill hadn't had sex with any other woman, only Allison. And he had been her first and only partner, losing her virginity to him their sophomore year in college. And since the arrival of the kids, he sensed their sex life was becoming both boring and pretty predictable. Every time he suggested something new, she had cut him off and pouted for days. It was clear that she just wasn't knowledgeable or worldly enough to spice up their sex lives. And now, since their move and his new job, he had just quit trying to get her interested in attempting new things. His career certainly was now the most important thing in his life. 

No, he had never cheated on his wife before. "But this isn't really cheating. They're a couple and I'm not interested in leaving Allison," he rationalized. "So technically, it won't really be cheating."

That evening, Bill kissed Allison on the cheek and threw his gym bag over his shoulder.

"I'm off to the gym. Be back later," he said.

"Kinda late to be working out, isn't it?" Allison questioned nonchalantly, as she read a magazine resting in her lap.

"Nope. It's the best time," Bill lied. "All of the exercise equipment is available."

And he was out the door, and into the car. A quick trip took him around the block, where he parked the car and found himself almost running around the corner and up to the neighbor's front door. Bill quietly rapped on the door as if the sound might carry to his house down the street. The door swung open almost immediately and Frank was there, a drink in each hand.

Smiling, Frank said "Glad you're here. I was afraid I was going to have to do this all by myself tonight. Here, drink this. You'll need it."

The older man put his arm around the young man's shoulder and ushered him into the house. Soft sounds of sultry jazz filled the dimly lit living room as the two men entered.

"Relax. Have a seat. Sandy will be down in a minute." Frank said, gesturing to the large leather sectional sofa. "I hope you got some rest today, my boy. Sandy has been looking forward to this."

But Bill did not answer. His attention was focused elsewhere. He was watching the emergence down the curved stairs of a pair of the longest legs he had ever seen in his life. The legs glistened in the black, seamed stockings that covered them, held up by a black satin garter belt. A lump formed in Bill's throat and in his trousers simultaneously, as more of the figure emerged on the staircase. As Sandy arrived at the bottom of the stairs, she slowly turned around offering both men a moment to look her over. Bill could hardly believe his eyes. This mature, 50-something year old was the sexiest woman ever put on the face of the earth. She wore a floor length, sheer black nightgown revealing an amazing body underneath. It wasn't the body of an anorexic television star or selfish 18-year-old. This was a real woman, Bill thought to himself. 

Her round hips curved the ways hips were supposed to. And her ass, framed by the back garters of the garterbelt rounded to form that perfect spot where the cheek meets the leg. Bill longed to touch her there and cup his hands under her ass checks. His eyes traveled up her body, revealing more delights as the sheer gown swirled from her turning. Her large breasts were bursting out of the black satin shelf bra, which did nothing to contain them, but merely push them out further. Bill couldn’t even begin to guess - 38DD, 40D? Were they real? Implants? The only thing he was sure of was that they were perfect. Her large, erect nipples pushed out against the sheer fabric of the gown as she stopped turning and stared at Bill.

"Well?" Sandy purred. "Don't tell me you two don't like it. I've spent the better part of three hours doing this." 

She smiled and slowly began to walk toward Bill, each step accentuated by her long, gentle strides. Sitting on the sofa, Bill could only watch as she came over to him, her 5 inch black patent high heels clicking softly on the marble floor. Sandy stopped at the edge of the sofa, standing with her feet between Bill's legs.

"What do you think?" Sandy asked.

"Absolutely amazing! You're beautiful!" Bill uttered, not knowing where to look next. His eyes final settled on the spot directly in front of his eyes as she stood over him - her crotch. The sheer, tiny g-string she was wearing revealed Sandy's clean-shaven mound and swollen vaginal lips. He had often wished Allison would shave her pubic hair, but she had always laughed off his requests and then pouted. "God, this woman is so hot!" Bill thought to himself, noticing the dampness that was now beginning to saturate her sheer g-string. 

"Oh, you like that?" Sandy said noticing his gaze fixed on her crotch. Fluidly, she lifted one hand and began rubbing her cunt through the flimsy fabric. Bill's cock was becoming so hard, that he had to reach down and adjust himself.

"Yes, I see you do like that," Sandy teased and pulled aside the flimsy g-string as she slipped two fingers into her swollen, shaved cunt.

"Well, I can see we're not going to waste any time here," said Frank, as he came up behind his wife and wrapped one arm around her breasts as his other hand dipped into her crotch. He inserted one of his fingers, adding to the two Sandy already had inside herself. She gave out a long, soft moan and Frank worked his fingers around his wife's vaginal lips. Bill wasn't sure, but guessed this exhibition was for his benefit.

"Bill, if you see anything you like, you just jump right in," Frank added. With that, Bill quickly slid forward off of the sofa and onto his knees, burying his tongue into Sandy's cunt that was being spread wide before his eyes. 

"Ohhh, gooood," Sandy moaned. "He knows how to use his tongue." And she moaned again. Bill could feel Frank slipping off her gown and guiding Sandy's hips to the side, and easing her down onto her back and onto the sofa. During all of the movement, Bill's mouth never left Sandy's opening, as he was now rolling her clit between his teeth and tongue. Bill lifted his eyes to see that Frank had quickly slipped out of his trousers and was now steering his hardened cock into Sandy's mouth. 

"Geeez, this guy is hung like a horse," Bill thought, as he looked at Frank's, large rigid cock bobbing up and down, just inches from Sandy's open mouth. She opened her mouth wider and slowly eased Frank’s entire large penis into her mouth and slowly down her throat. 

"Jesus, that must be what they mean when they say experience counts," Bill thought to himself, admiring the skill with which Sandy easily deep throated all nine inches offered to her. "Well, I may not have 9-inches," Bill thought, "but I'll make up for it in stamina." 

And he redoubled his attention to Sandy's pouting cunt lips. He pushed his tongue deep into her vagina and was rewarded as she grabbed the back of his head and began grinding her cunt against his face. He locked onto her swollen clit and began to rapidly swirl his tongue, sending her into violent jerks with her hips. He could feel her body tensing and contracting under his touch as she approached orgasm. Faster and faster Bill lapped and sucked at her clit until he knew she was there. Her body tensed and she dug her nails into his scalp as she body began to shudder. And Bill could tell the exact moment she came. A delicious tasting wash of juices poured into his mouth, making her cunt drip with the sweetest nectar he had ever tasted. This was truly an amazing woman, he thought to himself.

With Sandy's body still shuddering from her orgasm, Bill could see that Frank was about to cum in her mouth. The younger man watched in amazement as the woman pulled the massive cock out of her mouth just at the moment her husband climaxed and caught the shower of cum in her open mouth. Spurt after spurt of Frank's semen filled her mouth and began to run down her chin.

"Damn, this guy has a hell of a load," Bill thought, amazed by the quantity of cum Frank was pouring into his wife's mouth. Sandy was swallowing as fast as she could, but couldn't keep up, as large globs began to drop from her chin onto her breasts. Streams fell out of her mouth and down onto her massive chest until Frank finally gave out and slumped back onto the sofa, near Sandy’s head. 

"Damn, that’s good. I need a drink," Frank bellowed, got up and headed to the bar. 

Sandy locked her eyes seductively on Bill's, smiled and slowly began smearing the creamy droplets of cum over her swollen breast. Just as slowly, her tongue slid out and began to lick the remaining cum dripping from her dark red lips. "Oh God, does this woman have any idea what's she doing to me," Bill groaned to himself as he watched her tease him, now smearing the ripples of cum around her chest. Then he realized the stupidity of his thought. Yes, this woman knew exactly what she was doing to him. And he loved every minute of it. 

The ache in his crotch was now beyond compare. He had to fuck this woman now, or his body was going to explode. Quickly, Bill slid out of his trousers as he watched Sandy smoothly slide the soaking g-string down her long legs and throw it across the room at Frank with a laugh. Bill was harder than he had ever been in his life as he fell on top of her quickly buried his cock into her up to the hilt. Instantly, they fell into a rhythm and he began pumping his rigid penis into her, slowly at first and then moments of incredible frenzy, followed by more slow, long strokes. They went on like that for what Bill thought must have been an hour. Sandy would speed up and grind her pelvic bone deep and hard against him, then back off and settle into long, slow thrusts against him.

Without saying anything, Sandy lifted her legs up and threw them on top of Bill's shoulders. For a moment, he seemed lost.

"Take my ankles, sweetie," she said smoothly.

Bill grabbed her ankles and in an instant her legs were spread wide in front of him. Her hips and cunt now tilted upward as he spread her legs apart. His dripping cock bobbed in the air as he stared down into the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her smooth shaved cunt opened wide, the red swollen vaginal lips gaped open and wet from their wild fucking. Her tight, pink asshole was now in view as her ass was raised off of the sofa. He pushed her ankles further back toward her head and her beautiful round ass curved up to meet him, her cunt lips sliding even wider apart. The beauty of this older woman's vagina stunned him, as he looked deep into her opening. 

"A thing of beauty and amazement, isn't it," said Frank returning and noticing the expression on Bill's face. 

Frank gently reached down between his wife's spread legs and with his fingers parted Sandy's pouting cunt lips. The rich pink cavity now opened up before him. Bill's throbbing cock bounced inches away from the hot opening, and with no further restraint available, he plunged between the older man's fingers and deep into the upturned tunnel. He was now wild with passion, pushing Sandy's legs wider apart and wanting to go deeper and deeper into her beauty. 

Frank began rubbing his wife's massive breasts and rolling her swollen erect nipples between his fingers. Sandy was moaning with pleasure as Bill pushed her stiletto heels up past her head, her black stocking clad legs, now damp with sweat. He could feel the rumble, the familiar burning deep in his loins, as he knew he was about to cum. He drove his stiff cock deeper and deeper into her generous opening, pushing against the inside wall, changing the angle and driving against the top and rubbing hard against her clit. He was sure which of them was controlling this, but he was sure that this was the fuck of a lifetime. Then it came. Wave after wave of pleasure and pain captured his body, as his muscles spasmed and jerked. He felt hot torrents of his juice racing through him and pouring into her. She pushed her hips against him, pushing first then pulling as she milked the last drops of cum from his aching balls.

Bill collapsed on top of Sandy, pressing his lips against hers, tasting both the softness of her mouth and the salty remnants of Frank's semen. But he didn't care. She had a kiss that would suck the life out of a man and he was now lost inside her, his tongue swirling together with hers. Slowly, he pulled his sweat-covered body off of her and sat upright. He looked down and saw his semen begin to seep out of her glistening cunt. Sandy paused a moment, as if posing for Bill to look at her, then quickly rolled over and grabbed Frank's now-resurrected cock. After a couple of quick pumps with her hand, Sandy climbed on top of Frank and deftly slipped his large cock into her dripping cunt. With one swift push, Frank was deep inside his wife and she was bouncing away on top of him, as Bill stared directly into her round, spread ass with one amazing view of her cunt being split by Frank's large member. 

Sandy was like a wild woman, pumping madly up and down on top of her husband. Bill thought that she was going to give the poor guy a heart attack, as he thrust madly to keep up. After several minutes of watching their fucking frenzy, Bill could feel his own cock begin to stir again. Provoked by the sight of Sandy’s cunt getting absolutely reamed, Bill leaned forward and began to rub the woman's well-rounded ass. Within seconds of his touch, Sandy threw her head back and howled.

"Ohh, yes," she grunted. "Do it! Touch me! Stick your finger in my ass!"

Obediently, Bill slid his hand over and began to rub Sandy's tightly puckered asshole in a small circular motion. He had trouble keeping his fingers on the small dark opening as Sandy continued to bounce madly, impaled on Frank's cock.

"Stick you tongue in my ass!" Sandy screamed. "Now! Do it!"

Instantly her curved ass stopped it's wild gyrating motion and hung, frozen in space, inches in front of Bill's face. Frank had ceased his thrusts, as they were both clearly waiting for Bill to respond to Sandy's order. He had never done anything like this before. Anal sex was always a strict taboo with Allison, and even touching her there would bring an end to any idea of sex. Now, here was this beautiful, experienced woman telling him to stick his tongue in her asshole. And he really wanted to.




A Perfect Wife Ch. 1



Slowly, he inched his face down into the woman's ass cheeks and began licking her wrinkled, brown opening. Sandy let out a deep, slow moan as Bill pushed his tongue forward and into her tight, but yielding anus. He could taste the strong, dark flavor of her ass as he worked his tongue deeper and deeper. Then, almost as if unlocking a door, he heard her exhale deeply and he felt her sphincter muscles totally relax and give way to his probing tongue.

"There. How's that?" Sandy said, acknowledging that she had indeed, opened up. "You like that?" she asked.

But Bill could only make muffled, contented grunts as he pressed his face deeper and deeper between her spread cheeks, dipping more and more of her dark, rich flavor out with his tongue. Then he felt her ass begin to start slowly moving back and forth, easing first, then pressing harder against his mouth and tongue. He could feel Frank's wet cock now sliding against the bottom of his chin, and feel with his tongue and the stiff penis filling the nearby opening. 

In almost a whisper too low to be heard, Sandy exhaled," Yesssss. Now fuck me in the ass." She reached back and with both hands pulled her ass cheeks far apart, stretching her upturned backside wide and offering herself to him.

"I need that hard cock in my tight asshole," she moaned.

With those words, Bill felt a sharp tug as his dick responded to the request before his brain did. He had often dreamed about something like this, but had long since given up on it really happening. Now, not only was he going to get to fuck a beautiful woman in the ass, and a real woman at that, but he was going to double penetrate her with her husband. "Perfect," he thought. "Absolutely fucking perfect."

With one final lick of her asshole, Bill rose up and positioned himself between Frank's legs. He looked down and saw that Sandy's anus dilated and open, gaping almost an inch wide. 

"This fucking woman is unbelievable!" he thought to himself as he lifted his erect cock and positioned the head against her ready asshole. As soon as he started to push, he realized that Frank had been waiting for him and was preparing to thrust also. As if on command, both he and Frank drove deep at the same time into the widely spread blond. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHH," Sandy moaned. "YEEEEESS. FUCK ME!"

Bill and Frank repeated their simultaneous thrusts over and over, each man slowly pulling back and then quickly pounding in at the same time. Each time, Bill pulled back, he could clearly see the brown, rubbery ring of Sandy's asshole clutching tightly onto his dick as he moved. "Amazing," he thought. She was relaxing her asshole on the downstroke and clenching it tight as he withdrew. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He could feel the other man's cock sliding along with his, separated by only the thinnest of tissues as they both moved together as one. 

After several minutes of this deep double pounding, Bill could tell that Sandy was on her way to one major orgasm. He felt her body tense up, and she gave out a large gasp, followed by a long, low moan as he felt her shudder and shake between the two men. She seemed frozen in her moment of ecstasy and then collapsed onto Frank's chest, with both dicks still crammed in her. Without missing a beat, Frank drove his cock deep into his limp wife, and Bill then followed, alternating their strokes. Sandy took only a moment or two to recover from her orgasm and started moaning again, as each man followed the other, alternating thrust after thrust. 

Bill couldn't believe the sexual appetite of this woman. The two men continued to alternate strokes, sawing back and forth with Sandy writhing and moaning between them. Frank would push hard into her cunt, and then Bill would drive deep into her ass and she just kept wanting more. Finally, after ten minutes of the hardest fucking that he'd ever known, Bill started to feel the deep burning and pressure forming in his balls. He knew he had only moments before he erupted into Sandy's loose and stretched asshole. He started pumping furiously, plunging his aching cock wildly into her anus as if his life depended on it. 

Sensing the break of alternating rhythm that had gone on for so long, Sandy started bucking wildly, pushing her ass back hard against the younger man’s thrusts. With that, Frank grabbed his wife's rounded hips and began pistoning in short hard strokes. The contagious frenzy exploded as the three of them came at the same time, Bill and Frank draining spurt after spurt into Sandy's openings. She was heaving herself back and forth and Bill could feel Sandy clamping her sphincter muscles hard around his dick, milking his cock with each pump.

Bill was expecting her to relax her ass muscles and let his drained cock fall out, but instead he could feel her clamping down even tighter, vice-like around his dick. So he continued to pump into her ass and was suddenly amazed that within moments his body was responding to the tightness of her ass with another orgasm.

"Oh, God. I'm cumming again!" Bill shouted, pumping with renewed energy. "Aaaawwwww," he roared, as a second round of his hot fluid flooded deep into her bowels. Five, six, seven surges as he emptied into her ass. "God, she's gonna rip my dick off if she keeps this up," he thought to himself. And then he felt her ease, release her muscles, and slowly his reddened cock plopped out of her rectum. 

Exhausted and drained, he fell forward resting on top of both Sandy and Frank. "Never before. Never," he murmured and moved to kiss Sandy who had turned to look at him. He had never had anything like that happen, coming twice, one right after another. "You're amazing," he said as his mouth found hers. 

"That's not bad, for a first time," Frank said smiling. 

Then, all three broke into laughter as they lay in a sweating heap on the sofa. Panting and laughing, Bill just shook his head. Bill stopped laughing when he noticed that Frank had stopped laughing and was looking at something across the room. Turning back over his shoulder, Bill was suddenly filled with an icy jolt, as his brain registered what his eyes were seeing. There, standing in the middle of the living room floor, was Allison, Bill's wife.

Bill didn't know how long she had been standing there, but clearly it was long enough. He could see her clinched fists and flushed complexion, as she stood and glared at him.

"Honey, I can…" was all he got out before Allison turned quickly and ran out the door. Grabbing his trousers, Bill struggled to get them on as he ran out the door after her. Trailing her down the dark street, he could see her run into their house and slam the door with an ear shattering crash. 

Bill half-heartedly tried the front door, but knew it would be locked. And it was. Finding the side garage door open, Bill walked through his darkened house and up to his bedroom door. It was firmly locked.

End of Part One



A Perfect Wife Ch. 2



Checking to find his kids still asleep, Bill Raines trudged doom the hall and collapsed onto the guest bed. But sleep did not come easy to him that night. In fact, he was sure he didn't get any sleep at all, but tossed and turned the entire night. His mind was awash with images of Allison, his wife, standing there, with that look of shock and rage on her face. And images of Sandy, with her ankles up over her head and his hard cock driving into her, scenes of two cocks splitting the luscious blonde apart, and her beautiful asshole wrapped tightly around his swollen cock. But sleep did not come.

As the morning light began to creep into the guestroom, Bill slipped down the hall and once again tried the knob to their bedroom. It remained locked, just as it had been all night. Quietly, he returned to the quest room, showered and headed to work, since there was obviously little that could be accomplished here.

Following the worst day in his life and being told twenty times by colleagues, "You look like shit," Bill headed home. He didn't know what to expect when he got there, probably a knock down fight with Allison taking the kids and leaving. Or maybe she was already gone. He just had no idea. 

Bill was more than a little surprised when he tried his front door knob and found it turn in his hand. Cautiously, he pushed to door open and stepped inside a seemingly deserted house. But there were lights on and music playing upstairs. He started to move that way but was stopped by the sound of his wife calling to him from upstairs.

"Don't go anywhere!" Allison shouted from the floor above. "I'll be down in a minute. The kids are sleeping over across the street. I'm going down to Frank and Sandy's and you're going with me!" she yelled.

So this was it, he thought – a lot of shrieking and yelling with the neighbors, accusations thrown about and ultimately his denouncement as the scum of the earth. This was clearly what was in store for him. "Well," he thought, "I guess I've got it coming." He heard the sound of Allison coming down the stairs and turned to face his doom.

What confronted him was the second biggest surprise of his young life, the first coming last night. There, standing in front of him, was his young wife dressed in a very short black vinyl mini-skirt, black fishnet stockings, and the highest silver stiletto fuck-me pumps he had ever seen in his life. She wore a black vinyl bustier that did nothing to contain her large, firm 36C breasts. Bill could easily see both of her nipples exposed at the top of the tight fitting corset, which squeezed down to her tiny waist. He hair was piled fashionably on top of her head and he noticed she had put on very heavy makeup, especially on her eyes and lips.

"Whhaat…" Bill stammered, but that was all he could get out before she cut him off.

"We're going over to Frank and Diane's! Now!" she snapped, and walked past him and out the door. 

Bill scrambled behind Allison to keep up as she strode down the street. He could see her ass exposed beneath the short mini skirt. She took fast strides, her breasts bouncing up and down now totally exposed in the tight fitting top, which was at was at least two sizes too small to begin with. Bill couldn't believe any of this. Here was his lovely, dull wife, and mother to his children, dressed like some sexy prostitute, walking down his neighborhood street to their neighbor's house. "To do what?" he wondered. "Yell? Fight? What?" 

Bill was totally confused when they arrive at Frank and Sandy's door. Allison pushed the door open and walked in without knocking. Bill was stunned - had she lost her mind? He thought he heard Frank's voice inside the house. "Here they are now," he thought he heard Frank say, but that didn't make any sense either. 

Bill hurried inside to see if he could prevent the ugly scene that he was sure was about to occur. Instead, he saw his young wife locked in Frank's arms, their mouths crushed together in a deep kiss. In the dim light, he could see the older man's hands cupped around his wife's exposed ass cheeks, as her short vinyl mini-skirt rode up from their embrace. Frank's hands then moved smoothly around Allison firm ass, rubbing and stroking the white, round mounds. Bill could see Frank's fingers darting in and out of the dark crack between Allison's ass cheeks, as Bill realized his wife was not wearing any panties. 

Bill watched as the older man skillfully hooked his fingers on the nearby mini skirt hem, and slowly tugged the tightly stretched vinyl skirt up to finally gather around the young woman's waist. Allison's mouth had not broken their deep kiss, but she now stood with her bare ass pointing directly at her husband, wearing the black fishnet stockings held up by a tiny, black vinyl garterbelt. The long, taut garters stretching down over her round, firm ass. In a long slow turn, Frank slipped his arms around Allison's waist and spun her slowly around to face Bill, and eased himself back in behind her. Frank now pressed himself firmly against her ass and lewdly ground his hips into her backside. He buried is mouth into the side of her neck, licking and kissing her neck and shoulders. But Bill was oblivious to Frank's kisses on his wife's neck. His eyes were locked on his wife's cunt - her bare, smooth, freshly shaved cunt! Allison had shaved her entire vaginal area and Bill could clearly see her smooth, pouting cunt lips, as the older man kissed and rubbed her body.

Now it was Bill who was sure he was losing his mind. He watched as one of Frank's hands squeezed and pulled at Allison's now fully-exposed breasts and his other hand trailed down her belly and pushed it's way between her legs. Bill fully expected Allison to clamp her legs together, protecting herself from Frank's groping fingers. But Bill couldn't believe his eyes. Instead, Allison slowly shifted her weight and spread her legs further apart, allowing Frank's invading hand better access. Smoothly, the older man slipped an experienced hand into Allison clean-shaven cunt, and easily pushed a long slender finger inside her. Bill watched his young wife moan in delight as his neighbor worked his hand into her wet cunt, spreading her vaginal lips wide apart with his fingers. Like last night, Bill was sure this was for his benefit.

"What in the hell is going on?" Bill was about to blurt out, as he watched his wife begin to grind her hips against Frank's skillful hand. But Bill stopped opened mouth, caught by something, a smell perhaps. Yes, that was it. His senses became overwhelmed with the same dark, rich perfume that he had first smelled last night. That intoxicating scent that told him Sandy was close by. He turned and there she was, moving smoothly in from a near-by room. Instantly, Bill's mind blurred out the images of his wife, Frank, Frank's hand in her cunt, and was filled with the voluptuous blonde beauty of this woman, who seemed to now have captured his mind. 

Bill's mind was trying to make sense of the vision that stood in front of him, but the only part of his body that seemed to be functioning properly was his cock, now rock-hard. His heart was racing out of control, his breath had stopped, and he could feel himself sweating profusely, as if he'd just walked into a sauna. 

Sandy was dressed in a red sequin evening gown that looked as if it had been glued to her curved body. The dress was backless, with a thin strip of sequined fabric from the waist covering Sandy's enormous breast and running around the back of her neck. The small strips of fabric did nothing to cover her exposed breasts with Bill could see clearly and they had to be 40DD, at least. The shiny sequined halter of the dress covered only her nipples. Bill's eyes wandered down to see that the dress was cut up the front and opened all the way from the waist to the floor, exposing Sandy's long, magnificent legs. She wore shiny, red stockings with lace tops which held them up. She was also wearing shiny, red crotchless panties that stretched tight along the outside of her shaved mound, fully exposing her smooth, cunt lips.

Bill moved to her as if pulled by strings that she controlled. He stepped to her and within seconds he could feel her hands stroking the front of his pants, rubbing his hard cock as they kissed. With a practiced ease, Sandy unzipped his pants and within seconds she was down on her knees sucking his stiff cock, her dark red lips swallowing him whole. Bill gasped in pleasure as the older woman effortlessly took his entire length down her throat, slurping hungrily at his cock. He slipped a hand about behind her head and pulled her forcefully to him, as he began fucking her mouth in earnest. And she responded as no woman he could have imagined. The more he pulled her head, the deeper he seemed to go into her throat. "This is fucking unbelievable," Bill thought to himself, realizing that there really was something to this experience thing and the fascination older women held over men. 

Sandy was beautiful and amazing as he watched her pump her mouth faster and faster, her moist lips tightly wrapped around his swollen cock. She looked up to see him watching her and Bill could see a smile form on her lips as she devoured his cock. He could feel her teeth rake along his sensitive penis head, tease it with several seconds of wild sucking, and then quickly plunge his hardness back down deep into her throat. 

"Oohh, yes! Suck my cock. Suck it nooooowwww!" Bill groaned, as he grabbed her head now with both hands and began furiously pumping into her mouth. "Yeeeesss. I'm comminggggg," Bill howled. Within moments, he showered her throat with his cum, pumping wildly to drain every ounce of his semen into her eager mouth. With his entire length buried in her mouth and her nose and lips pressed firmly against his pubic bone, Bill saw her work her mouth in a vacuuming motion around the base of his cock as she pulled every drop of cum out from deep in his loins. 

Drained, Bill pulled his hips back as he heard a pop, and his limp cock fell out of her mouth. 

"Well, that was fun for starters," Sandy said smiling up at him and licking her lips. "Now, let's see what else you've got."

Bill smiled back and began to help her up from the floor, when he heard Allison moan from across the room. "OH YES! Fuck me with that big cock! Please Frank. Please fuck me nowwwwww!" Bill heard her say, amazed because he had never heard her talk like that before. He looked over just in time to see Frank preparing to push his giant erection into his wife's small, tight cunt. He saw Allison pumping and grinding her hips upward in the air in anticipation, her shaved cunt wet with excitement. Had she ever been this hot with him, Bill wondered? Or was it just that he was seeing her for the first time from a different perspective, seeing her with another man. At that moment, he watched as Frank positioned his thick cock at Allison's dripping opening, rub his large cock several time against her smooth pussy lips and firmly push his dick halfway into her cunt.

"OOOOOOHHHHH," Allison screamed, but Bill could tell there was more pleasure than pain in her cry. "OOOOOOHH, GOD! YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD. IT'S SOOO BIG!" she wailed, as the older man gave another big lunge and drove the entire length of his huge cock deep into the young woman.

"AHHHHHHHH! YES, FUCK ME! I NEED IT! I NEED YOUR COCK!" Allison moaned and wrapped her arms tightly around Frank's neck and kissed him deeply. Allison lay on her back on the sofa and Frank had her legs spread wide apart, offering Bill a wide open view of Frank's massive 9-inch cock jamming repeatedly into his wife's shaved hole and stretching her swollen cunt lips wide apart with each thrust. Bill was overwhelmed with an explosion of feelings - confusion, jealously, anger, and lust. All of these welled up inside him in an instant. Could his boring and demure wife really be this hot bitch who wanted sex so much with another man? Was she behaving this way just because she caught him with Sandy and Frank?

Before another question could cloud his mind, Sandy moved in front of him, pressed her mouth to his, and slid her tongue deep into his mouth. He could taste his cum still in her mouth as he responded to her kiss. In that instant, any thought of Allison disappeared. He grabbed Sandy's huge breasts, slipping the straps of her dress down to the sides. Bill began massaging and rubbing her massive tits.

"I don't know if they're real or not, but these are incredible, perfect," Bill thought as he began rolling her erect nipples between his fingers.

"Yes. Yes, that's it. Rub my nipples," Sandy ordered. "Now, suck them."

Bill swiftly dipped his head and locked his mouth over one of her large dark nipples, rubbing the other one with his hand.

"Ohhh, that's good" she muttered, as she took his free hand and slipped it through the slit front opening of her gown and on to her exposed cunt. "Ahhhhh, yes, that's good," she whispered. 

Bill sucked hard at her on her nipple and he began to work his hand between her legs. 

"God, this bitch is hot," he thought to himself and he easily slipped two of his fingers into her burning, wet opening and began working his hand in and out. 

"Muuuuuuummmm. Oh, yes!" she exhaled, as he could feel her pushing her crotch harder against his working fingers. "Get in there. Deeper," she said.

Bill followed her directions and pushed his hand deeper into her generous opening, meeting no resistance to his insertion. He pushed deeper and rubbed faster and he now worked his hand against her swollen clit. He was sucking her breasts so hard that he was sure that he must be hurting her. His jaw was beginning to ache. His mouth was opened so wide, as he sucked her massive tits, but even then he could only manage to cover a small part of her beautiful giant, breast.

"Come on, lover," Sandy wispered in his era and began pulling his across the room. She led his to the other end of the large, sectional sofa where Allison and Frank were fucking nearby. She slipped her dress off the remaining way, rolling it off of her round hips and into a sequined pile on the floor. She smiled at Bill and eased down onto her back. Throwing one stockinged leg across the back of the sofa, and splaying the other wide apart, Sandy motioned Bill to her.

"Let's go, baby," she purred. "Let's put that mouth to work again 'till that cock of yours is ready."

Bill quickly fell onto his chest on the sofa and plunged headlong into her offered opening. He locked his mouth onto her dripping slit and began eagerly sucking on her swollen vaginal lips, stretching and pulling them out with his mouth as he sucked. 

"Oh, God, that's good's," she moaned. "Yes, eat me!" and Bill began furiously lapping at her cunt lips, which responded to his licking and sucking, by swelling even larger as they became engorged with blood. Bill couldn't believe his eyes, as her pussy just seemed to grow larger and larger under his touch. 

"Yessssssss," Sandy groaned. "Now put your fingers in."

As directed, Bill followed her instructions and inserted three fingers into her swollen opening, as he licked and sucked her sopping cunt. He eased a forth finger in and with the webbing of this thumb hooked on the outside and the rest of his hand inside her, he began rubbing small circles on the underside of her pelvic bone, searching for her spot. He worked his hand smoothly against the soft, moist tissues inside her vagina as he felt her jump and pulsate under his hand. He had found it! Bill instantly focused on her spot and with small, quick circles suddenly had her pumping her hips and moaning with pleasure. He rubbed and licked for several minutes, driving the older woman into scream fits

"THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT! I'M CUMMMMMINGGGG," she screamed, as she wildly bucked and tossed. He thought that she was going to break his neck as she struggled to keep his mouth locked to her clit. "OH, GOOOOOOODDDDDDD!" she wailed, as he could feel his face awash with the hot juices of her orgasm. He lapped wildly at her sweet juices like a wild animal as he withdrew his hand from inside her.

Bill no sooner lifted his face from Sandy's burning cunt, than she instantly jumped up past him and pushed him back on the sofa. In less than a second, the older woman had straddled him and stuffed his reawakening cock into her dripping vagina. She began to pump with a merciless vigor, grinding her cunt down onto him. His whole body shook as she pushed, pounded and pummeled his cock. 

"Here, suck on these!" Sandy ordered, pressing a large breast into his mouth. 

Instantly, Bill began to suck at the massive breasts dangling above him. He buried a hard nipple deep into his mouth. Sandy was now clutching his head to her breast, mashing his face onto her chest with such force that Bill thought for a moment he was going to suffocate. Gasping for breath, he broke away from her huge tit, only to have the other one jammed in his mouth. 

"C'mon, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Sandy screamed.

But Bill could only hear the giant roar of his blood pounding in his head and ears. Her fingers were now tightly wrapped into his scalp, with handfuls of hair controlling Bill's head. But he was beyond any discomfort. His madly bucked his hips upwards with all the remaining energy in him as he felt his cock release. His howl was matched by Sandy's as she felt the hot stream of cum spewing inside.

"OHHHH YES! Shoot it in me!" she shrieked.

Bill pushed upwards with all of his might, as his balls emptied into rich, sweet depths of the mature woman's cunt. He could feel her pulling on his cock with the muscles of her vagina, milking him dry. It was the same thing that she had done to his cock last night, only then it was with the tight vise-like muscles of her sphincter. Now he could feel her pulling and tugging with every rise, then swallow his whole as she descended. Finally, his limp cock could endure no more, and he fell out of her burning opening.

"God, that was fantastic!" Bill exclaimed, trying to catch his breath.

"Glad you liked it, honey," Sandy said smiling, now dismounting from his hips and going to the bar. "But you better not rest too long, lover. I've still got a lot of fucking to do tonight."

It was a sound that registered next in his consciousness. With his eyes and brain beginning to clear from his clattering orgasm, Bill heard the fluid slurping and squishing sounds from the nearby sofa. He turned to see that his wife was still underneath his neighbor. Her newly shaved cunt was now drenched and glistening as the massive cock of the older man split her swollen vaginal folds. Bill could see Frank's stiff member pull out inch after inch, seemingly never to end. When the huge cock head surfaced at Allison's opening, the older man would drive his huge erection back in, with the squishing sounds of their wetness now ringing through the house. He could only sit and watch at the sight of his wife's cunt being stretched wider and wider as Frank continued to plunge in and out. Bill couldn't see his wife's face, only hear her moans and cries.

"Wait! Wait! Get off!" Bill heard her beg, figuring that surely his wife had had enough and could take no more of Frank's enormous size.

Frank slowly withdrew his huge member with a plopping sound, and Bill stared directly into his wife's stretched and gaping cunt. He could hardly believe his eyes at the enormous opening that now lay between her legs. Frank stood up, his huge penis still erect and bobbing menacingly in the air. Without a moment's hesitation, Allison turned over on the sofa, now on her hands and knees.

In the sexiest voice he had ever heard, Bill heard is wife moan," Yesssss. Now fuck me in the ass." She reached back and with both hands pulled her ass cheeks far apart, stretching her upturned backside wide and offered herself to Frank.




A Perfect Wife Ch. 2



"I need that hard cock in my tight asshole," she moaned.

Bill's mind exploded with sounds and images from the previous night. In the exact same spot on the sofa, using the exact same gestures and words, Allison has duplicated Sandy's invitation to him for anal sex. Allison must have been there to see it!!! Bill's mind spun wildly. Had Allison been present for the entire episode? When did she come in? Why didn't she stop it earlier?

With all of those questions ringing in his head, Bill watched as Frank placed the head of his massive cock against Allison's tight, pink anal bud and pushed. Bill could neither believe what he was seeing nor understand it. Allison had never allowed him the pleasures of her ass. Numerous times he would stroke and massage the rubbery ring of her rectum, but always she had stopped him. Always afterwards came her words of rebuke, "And don't do it again. You know I don't like it!"

Now here she was with her beautiful ass sticking up, cheeks spread wide and inviting the stroke of a monstrous cock into her virgin asshole - a stroke that would probably tear her apart. Bill just could not comprehend it. He watched in disbelief as he saw Frank's ass cheeks tighten, and his hips begin to push. Dumbfounded, he saw the length and width of the thick penis disappear into his wife's rectum.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO," Allison moaned. "Ohhhhhh, yesssss."

No bloodcurdling scream of pain. No protestation and immediate withdrawl. None of the things Bill expected to hear and see happened. Instead, he watched as the glistening giant moved smoothly deeper and deeper into her bowels.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssss," Allison groaned. "All of it! I want all of it in my ass!"

And the older man pushed forward until all nine inches was deeply buried in Allison's rectum. Then he began to withdraw, almost entirely as her tight ring pulled and tugged at the massive intruder. Then a pause, and Frank was again buried to his balls between the young beauty's ass.

"Oh, yes. That's so good," Allison exhaled and said smoothly, now looking back over her shoulder towards her husband.

The older man now began long, solid strokes into Allison's asshole. Each thrust seemingly reaming deeper than the previous. Under most circumstances, the sight of his beautiful wife getting fucked in the ass would have lit untold fires in his lust. But Bill was confounded past any normal point of arousal. Here was his wife having insatiable anal sex like a professional whore, and just one night after catching him in the same act with Sandy. But, did she? She must have been there all along. And how did she know where he was? Was this some kind of setup? Bill's head hurt with the problem and the possibilities.

As he looked up, Sandy stood above him, martini glass in hand, her red and swollen labia staring him in the face. He could see droplet of his own juice beginning to trail out of her moist opening.

"Here, lover. You look like you need this," she said handing him the glass. He drank it instantly in one large gulp.

She turned away from him, with her ass now in his face, spread her feet apart and bent over, opening her beautiful backside to him.

"C'mon, sweetie. You still have some work to do," she said.

With the sound of his wife's groans from the ecstasy of anal sex filling his ears, he pressed his face deep within Sandy's round ass cheeks and half heartedly began to tongue her tight brown ring. 

"Baby, you're gonna have to do better than that," Sandy chided. "Here maybe this will help."

She reached between her spread legs and slipped her hand into her dripping cunt. She pulled out a large glob of Bill's own cum from her cunt, reached around back and smeared it into her hot anus. Bill pushed his tongue back in, now tasting his own cum mixed with the dark bitterness of Sandy's anus. He drove his tongue as deep as he could and slipped a hand up to her waiting cunt. As he slipped several fingers into her slimy opening, she gave out a large moan.

"Oh, yes! Rub my cunt!! Eat my ass," she cried.

No matter what else he thought, his mind reaffirmed that this woman had to be the hottest and horniest female he had ever seen. He massaged her eager cunt and began twirling her swollen clit under the pressure of his fingers. All the while, plunging his tongue deep into her dark back door. And just as he was almost lost again in the pungent smell, taste and feel of this exceptional woman, the wailing cry of his wife pulled him back to his problem riddled consciousness. 

"Yes. Fill me up!!!! Make me cum. Fill my ass with that big cock! Oh! OH! OHHHHHHHH, YYYEEEESSSSS. I'MMMMMMMM CUUUMMMMMMIIINNG!" Allison was screaming.

Bill tried to pull his face out from between Sandy's ass cheeks to look at Allison, but it was no use. With one hand, Sandy was pressing his face hard into her backside, and with the other she had replaced his hand on her clit with her own. Sandy was now on the verge of her own orgasm, furiously rubbing her cunt as Bill continued to tongue her ass.

The screams of both women blended together to resound and echo throughout the house. As the sounds of the massive orgasm began to subside and Sandy pulled away, Bill looked over to his wife, now head down in exhaustion but her ass still in the air. Frank's massive erection was still plunging in and out of Allison's now bright red sphincter. Panting and groaning, the older man shuddered and began to pound furiously into the younger woman's anus. Bill had never seen the speed or frenzy to match the pistoning into his wife's ass. The huge pole was a blur as it drove in and out, their bodies slapping together. Then suddenly, Frank completely withdrew his cock from Allison's asshole with a large pop. 

Bill was aghast. Allison's dilated rectum was a gaping hole the size of his fist. He couldn't believe the size of his wife's anus, now massive and red. Holding his cock in one hand, Frank held the head of his purple monster above Allison's stretched asshole and shot stream after stream of hot semen deep into her bowels. Frank was yelling, Allison moaning, and Sandy making deep guttural sounds at the sight. Only Bill was speechless.

As Bill watched, his wife's stretched asshole, now filled and overflowing with semen, began to twitch and quiver from the absence of the huge prick filling it, as the muscles tried to regain their shape. As the young woman stood up, globs of cream colored semen began to drip from her filled asshole.

Sandy dropped to her knees in from of Bill, pulling his attention away from his wife..

"Your turn now, sweetie," she said smiling and began sucking Bill's flaccid cock. After several minutes of sucking and finding no arousal response from Bill, Sandy regained her feet.

"I'm…, I'm sorry, I guess I'm all fucked out for the night," Bill shamefully whispered to her.

"Well, we'll save that one for later," Sandy replied and gently kissed him.

Allison was now on her feet and standing next to Sandy.

Turning to Allison, Sandy leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, sharing a deep passionate kiss.

"Well, looks like you lose, honey," Sandy said to Allison following the kiss.

"I guess I did," said Allison smiling and leaned in to return the kiss. Their sweat-covered bodies clenched, their large breasts pressed hard against each other. Allison's hands now clenched around Sandy's ass, pulling the older woman hard against her as their kiss lingered. Bill's mind reeled as he watched them slowly break apart and Allison begin dressing.

"Lost what?" he asked Allison in confusion, as he pulled on his trousers. 

"You'll see, soon enough," Allison replied, zipping up the short skirt, pulling on her top and heading out the door.

They walked home in silence and Bill found himself again standing in front of a locked bedroom door. For a second night in a row, he also found himself lying awake in the guest bedroom, his mind swirling with confused thoughts.

End of Part Two



A Perfect Wife Ch. 3



Two days had passed since the wild evening at Sandy and Frank's house. It was now Friday and Bill Raines drove home from work filled with anything but anticipation. For the last two days, his lovely wife, Allison, had not spoken directly to him, but only conversed using the two young children as intermediaries. For the last four days he had passed sleepless nights in the guestroom.

"Tell your father this..." or "Remind your father that…" was the sum total of his communication with his wife. She was doing a great job of punishing him for his indiscretion, a threesome with Sandy and Frank almost a week ago. That wild, fateful night now seemed like a lifetime ago. Following that evening came the most mind-blowing night of his life. It was a night in which Bill had fucked Sandy until his energy and spirit could go no further. But more importantly, it was a night where Bill saw his beautiful, but sexually bland and boring wife, transformed into the hottest slut on the face of the earth. 

He watched as his neighbor reamed his wife's pussy with his huge nine-inch cock for an entire evening. And he watched as his wife begged for more as she gave up her anal virginity to Frank's huge prick. Or had she? She was ass fucking like a pro, taking all nine inches deep into her ass without a wince or moment's hesitation. And what about her re-enacting his anal tryst with Sandy? Allison had obviously been there hiding and watching the entire thing. But how? And what about Sandy's comment that Allison "lost." What did she lose?

All of these things spun in Bill Raines' head as he drove home. He slowly turned the corner onto his street and drove past Frank and Sandy's home, the site of the biggest mistake of his life. He noticed their drive and the street in front filled with cars and trucks. There were plumbing trucks, power company trucks, and painters vans numbering twenty or so. Obviously Frank and Sandy had chosen to redecorate the entire house, Bill thought.

He pulled into his own drive and slowly entered the house, dreading yet another night of punishment and retribution. He was greeted by silence. In the kitchen, a note posted on the refrigerator proclaimed, "Kids are at sleep-over. I'm at Sandy's. – A"

He poured himself a drink, in part to stiffen his resolve and in part to procrastinate. He dreaded going back to Frank and Sandy's house… too many mistakes – too many strange feelings. He swallowed his drink in a single gulp and headed down the street to Frank and Sandy's house. As he approached, he noticed that the workmen had the music blaring from within the house. The door was ajar and he pushed through and entered.

Bill froze instantly in his steps on the landing as he looked down onto the living room, dazed and confused by the vision in front of him. All of the furniture in the room had been pushed aside and now lined the walls. A large sheet of heavy black plastic covered the entire floor. And there, in the middle of the room, was Allison, nearly naked. She wore only black fishnet stockings and a pair of black patent high heels. She was sitting astraddle a young man with stringy blonde hair and a beard lying on his back on the floor. She was impaled on his engorged cock as she bounced up and down. Another man, a tall black man, stood next to them, his massive cock stuffed into Allison's mouth. She had both hands wrapped around the huge black cock and was plunging it deep into her mouth.

Surrounding this threesome, Bill saw at least twenty men, all naked, all with erections bouncing to the shaking bass of the music and the sight of the exquisite brunette on the floor. He started to rush in, but his arm was suddenly grabbed.

"There you are, sweetie," Sandy shouted over the music, as she clutched his arm. "We thought you'd never get here."

"What the hell's going on?" Bill shouted.

"Didn't Allison tell you?" Sandy said smiling. "We made bet the other day. She bet that when you and I fucked, you would wear me out first. And I bet that I could wear you out first. Well, as you know, she lost," Sandy said teasingly. "And the loser has to be Gang Bang Queen for the day. So, Allison is paying up," Sandy continued. "Secretly, I was hoping that I would lose, but… ah, well. She's been at it for over three hours now. So far, they've cum thirty eight times. But she's nowhere near my record of eighty two."

But Bill was not longer listening. He was staring into the middle of the room seeing that a third man was now grinding away into Allison's asshole, as she jerked to the force of two cocks inside her at once. The black man now grabbed his cock and furiously pumped his load into her open mouth. Bill saw her licking furiously to catch and swallow all of the spurting juices, but unable to use her hands to wipe her face off. The pace of the pounding behind in her cunt and ass had become so fierce that she needed her hands to steady herself, digging into the shoulders of the man beneath her.

"That's thirty nine," he heard Sandy say. "She's had eight orgasms already for the day, so I'd say my record of eleven is in serious jeopardy. But now you're here and you can play with me, since the rule is I can't have anyone in the gang." 

"What?" Bill replied in utter confusion.

"The rule is, outsiders can't take action away from the Gang Bang Queen. So now you're here and I can have you. Unless, of course, you decide to join the gangbang," Sandy answered.

Bill stared at Sandy in total confusion. Then he looked back to the floor to see Frank, Sandy's husband, lying down on his back next to Allison, his huge, stiff cock falling onto his stomach. A thin black man, with a large horse-like penis was on his knees next to Frank. Allison rose slightly, pulling away from the two men inside her. As she moved, their two deflated cocks fell out of her, followed by small streams of cum which began to leak from both her opening. Taking only a second, Allison slid off the man beneath her and quickly onto Frank. Lifting his rigid penis upward, she positioned the head at her dripping slit and slid downward. Bill saw Frank's huge member quickly disappear inside his wife's gaping hole. In another instant, the enormous black tube poised at her asshole, disappeared as the thin black man and Frank began to simultaneously pump to the beat of the music. Two men moved toward her face and soon she had their two cocks pressed together in her hand and was attempting to push both of them into her mouth.

"Well, what's it going to be?" he heard Sandy ask. 

Tearing his attention away for the tangle of bodies in the middle of the room, Bill turned to Sandy. "Huh?" he said, still not understanding any of this.

"Would you like to fuck me all by yourself, or do you want to stand in line?" Sandy asked, now rubbing the erection that was exploding inside Bill's trousers. He hadn't realized it, but his dick was now rock hard and making a tent in the front of his pants. She pulled his zipper down and smoothly flopped is stiff member out and began to stroke it.

"Honey, do you want to fuck me or are you going to join the gang?" she said now dropping to her knees in front of him and licking the precum off that had gathered on the the tip of his penis. For the first time since he entered the house, Bill felt like his eyes and his brain were finally catching up to each other. He looked down at Sandy, now with her luscious, red lips wrapped around his aching cock. Like Allison she was wearing only fishnet stocking and black patent heels. But Sandy was wearing panties - crotchless black panties! They were sheer, flimsy fabric and split from back to front. He could look down and see the inviting split wide open around Sandy's smooth, round ass globes. God, he thought, he really wanted to fuck her. She did things to his cock like no woman had ever done before. He pulled her up to her feet and slipped his hand between her legs. The crotchless panties spread wide to his probing fingers as he slipped his hand into her hot, wet opening.

"Oh, God," Bill thought. "She is so hot!" He began to rub her slippery, shaved lips, now sure that he had to fuck her. He had four fingers inside her and she was grinding her hips against his hand.

"Yes, fuck me! Please fuck me now. I've been so hot all day waiting for you," Sandy groaned.

At that exact moment he heard Allison shriek and snapped his head around to see. Allison was on the verge of her ninth orgasm as Frank and the slender black guy pounded their huge meat rods deep into her steaming openings.

"That the hottest bitch I've ever seen," said a burly, bearded guy standing nearby to another man in the group. "I don't know who she is, but she's the best fuck I've ever had or seen.

"No shit, man," said the younger man next to him. "How would you like to be married to that?"

"I'd be dead in a week. She's the fuck of a lifetime" the heavyset guy replied and they both moved closer to watch Allison.

Allison was tossing her head violently from side to side. Her hair, matted with sweat and cum, flapped to and from as she shook. Her sweat covered body glistened as her large tits were bounced up and down. Frank and the black man pummeled away, slapping and thumping against her wet flesh. The huge balls of the black man swung wildly up and down and crashed again and against her smooth ass, appearing at times as if they too were going to slip inside and disappear inside her now cavernous asshole.

Bill could no longer control what he did next than fly to the moon. He broke away from Sandy's hot mouth clenched around his stiff cock and began stripping.

"I'll owe you one," he yelled over his shoulder to Sandy's as he threw aside his shorts and the last of his clothes, and waded into the throng of naked men.

Bill arrived just in time to witness Allison's climax. The three of them, - Allison, Frank and their black partner erupted simultaneously. Wrenching her body from side to side, Allison shuddered under the hot bath of cum that drenched her insides.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," she screamed, then dropped her head as her body heaved with several deep breaths. She softly kissed Frank, who was lying beneath her and said, "Oh, that was a good one." She pulled the black man from around behind her and said, "Sweetie, you get some rest 'cause I want to see you again in a few minutes."

Bill had worked himself up to the front edge of the circle where she saw his wife pulling Frank's cock out of her swollen, red cunt. Again, as soon as her opening was vacant, he saw a riverlet of sticky, off-white liquid poured forth. Next to him, a young guy with close-cropped hair was preparing to take Frank's place when he noticed Bill.

"Hey," he asked Bill. "You a new guy?"

"Uh, yeah," Bill replied, and the room erupted with the chant of "New guy! New guy! New, guy!"

"Jump in here with me," he directed Bill. "Hell, I've already been twice, one of 'em in her ass. But you gotta be quick or somebody will slide in front of ya."

"Thanks," Bill replied, as the young guy scrambled underneath Allison while Frank stood up. Recognizing Bill, Frank smiled, patted him on the shoulder and moved off as Bill dropped to his knees behind his wife. Bill could overhear her talking to the young guy below her while he shoved his stiff cock upward between her wide spread legs.

"That's it! That's it! Fuck me good! I need that stiff cock in me. C'mom, baby, fuck me hard," Allison whispered, and she was off again, pumping her hips in a frenzy of lust.

Bill put his hands on her bouncing ass as he steadied her for entry, though he could hardly miss her asshole. Her rectum was so stretched it no longer resembled female anatomy. He could see deep into the bright red opening, as the seminal deposits of numerous others sloshed and spilled out. Bill simply put his cock into the massive opening and drove forward. He was rewarded by a wave of cum splattering onto his belly and a groan from his wife

"Uhhhmmppphh," Allison grunted, feeling another entrant into her ass. "Oh, that's good, baby. I love it in my ass. Yes! Push it! Deeper! I need cock up my ass. Lot's of it! Use me as your ass slut!" she groaned. "C'mon, boys! I love double fucking." With that, Allison began madly grinding away, swept up in her own world of pleasure.

Bill knew that his wife had no idea that it was her husband's cock in her ass. And he knew that if she had recognized him, it wouldn't have mattered. Whatever years of boredom, repression, and sexual apathy had gripped her previously had now been swept away. He could feel the wanton lust of the woman whose asshole he was now plowing, and this woman was not anyone he had know before, even in their early years of hot, good sex. 

Bill and the young guy easily pumped into the wild, moaning woman wedged between them. Bill could feel the younger man's penis in Allison's canal moving back and forth against his own cock, separated only by the thinnest of membranes. Bill had never thought about double penetration as part of their sex life, but now he knew that it would be difficult for either he or Allison to ignore it.

Bill pushed deeper and deeper into his wife's rectum but she just kept coming back for more.

"Yes, deeper! Fuck my ass deeper! Please," she wailed, as it became apparent that she was going to cum again. 

"Let's see if we can make her tenth one memorable," Bill thought to himself.

With that, he quickly pulled his penis out of his wife's ass and slipped it into her cunt, sliding in on top of the pounding erection of the younger man. The two of them were now both jammed into Allison's vaginal opening. Their two hard cocks slid in and out as one giant penis or as a single beast with two penises. Allison instantly lost it, tumbling into the abyss of orgasm number ten. 

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," she screamed.

As she erupted, so did the room, with hoots and hollers of lust. Bill and the young guy simultaneously ejaculated their loads deep into Allison's vaginal tunnel. Bill could feel the other man's spasming organ contract and spurt it's hot load along with his own into his wife's steaming passage. The two men drained their loads with seven or eight deep waves, finally finishing as the last wave subsided. Allison lay inert between them, seeming for the first time to be drained of the passionate fire that had fueled her that day. Bill and the young guy simultaneously pull their cocks out of her, and she gave out with a loud gasp, shook, and took a deep breath.

She reached around behind her and grasped Bill's drained cock with a firm grip, and started pulling him around and up toward her head.

"Honey, you have got to take another turn. That is the hottest cock I've …" suddenly stopping dead silent when he was next to her and she saw her husband's face.

Bill reached up and pushed the strands of sweat and cum soaked hair covering her face over to the side. Neither seemed to know what to say. Rather than make a mistake that he would regret for the rest of his life, Bill chose not to say anything. He simply kissed his wife deeply and passionately. She responded by slipping her wet tongue deep into his mouth. After several moments, they broke and Allison smiled a smile that told him a whole new world was about to open up for them – together.

"Honey," she said smiling. "You have got to come back again for another turn." And she kissed him again.

Bill and the young man stood and two more men quickly took their places. Two black men, both sporting massive erections, were now in the center of the floor, one flat on his back. Allison straddled the guy on the floor, but this time she was now sitting with her ass facing him as she slowly sucked on the enormous cock of the other black man standing before her. With her mouth full, Allison rocked forward on her knees pulled the giant organ on the guy beneath her straight up into the air, and sat directly on top of him, ramming the black monster deep into her asshole. 

"Uhhhhhmmmm," she groaned, as she squirmed and wriggled her ass further down, now fully impaled. She then pulled the large erection out of her mouth and reclined backwards onto the chest of the man beneath her. Allison then lifted her legs and spread them wide apart, her stretched opening gaping wide in invitation. Like a blur, the standing man was down and in her, holding her ankles wide and spreading her legs even further. With the other huge black penis still stuffed in her ass, the other massive cock split her oozing cunt. Then the trio began to slowly glide to and fro. The deep lunges of the black men began to pick up speed and intensity. Soon, she was rocking so hard that her body began sliding up and down on the sweat-covered body of the man beneath her.

Bill looked on in amazement, worried that the size of the two ebony cocks, both well over 12 inches, would be too much for Allison. But if she was in any discomfort, it didn't show. Now on her back, her large breasts surged back and forth with each powerful thrust. Other men soon joined the group and were on their knees preparing to ejaculate into Allison's open mouth as she moaned with pleasure. In another moment, jets of cum flew toward her face and mouth as she eagerly swallowed the offerings.

Bill's concern grew as he saw his wife jerk and heave about. Without warning, Allison shifted up and dislodged herself from the two glistening black organs filling her. She reached down and grabbed the giant cock which had been in her ass and stuffed it into her steaming cunt. He saw her whisper something to the black guy kneeling between her spread legs and watched as he grabbed his huge bobbing cock in one hand and steered it into her already filled slit.

"AHHHHHH," Allison shrieked as two massive, black cocks now stuffed in her swollen and dripping hole.

Bill was about to jump forward in protest, when Allison cried out again.

"YEEESSSSSSS! YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS! FUCK ME WITH THOSE BIG BLACK COCKS. FUUUUUCCKMEEEEE!" she yelled and Bill stood fast, watching in amazement as Allison approached orgasm eleven with well over two feet of stiff, black cock stuffed inside her.

The scene continued for another three hours until Allison finally called it quits. Three more times in that time span had two men fucked her simultaneously in the same hole. At one point, both Bill and Frank had their cocks lodged in Allison's distended pussy, and tried to wedge in a third guy, the cock belonging to Frank's pool boy. But it was far too much for Allison, and after several failed attempts it became just Bill and Frank. Later, Allison had allowed a double entry into her ravaged and huge asshole, but had to call that off because of the pain from the two large cocks in the room was too great. 

In all, the Gang Bang Queen had reigned for seven hours. Allison had fallen two short of the male cum record, finally ending up with eighty. But she had shattered Sandy's orgasm record of eleven by reaching nineteen earth-shattering climaxes over the seven hours.

Epilogue

Two weeks had passed since that Friday when Allison paid off her bet with Sandy and seemingly paid Bill back for his infidelity. Bill Raines sat in his living room, sipping a cocktail and savoring the events of the past two weeks. Allison was still the loving wife and caring mother to their children, but she had become something more. She had become his dream, his fantasy – both goddess and slut. He didn't pry into the events leading up to the Friday gangbang. He knew that Allison, Sandy, and Frank had set the whole thing up, dating all the way back to the their neighborhood party. He was now pretty sure that Allison had been having sex with Sandy and Frank for weeks, perhaps months, prior to the party. But he didn't care. He was married to the most fantastic woman in the world, so why ruin it.

"Daddy! Daddy! Look!" Bill heard his two-year-old son yell, pointing out of their front window.




A Perfect Wife Ch. 3



Bill rose and walked over to the window where he saw a beautiful, young redheaded woman purposefully walking down the street, being followed, and or rather chased by her young husband. Bill instantly recognized them as the young couple that had just moved into the neighborhood a month ago. But it was the woman's appearance that brought a smile to Bill's face. She was wearing a sheer black, see-through blouse and no bra. Bill could see her small, pert breasts bounce up and down as she marched down the middle of the street. She had on a white micro mini-skirt that didn't even cover her ass cheeks. Her tall stiletto high heels only slightly impeded her angry walk, but her rage was evident as she stormed down the street. Her embarrassed husband scrambled behind her, trying to keep up. Bill smiled as he recalled their own march down that same street just weeks ago.

"Honey. Come take a look at this," Bill called over his shoulder to Allison, who instantly joined him.

They both watched as the attractive young couple passed and disappeared into the familiar doorway several houses down the street.

"Well," Allison said with a smile, as she began to rub the growing stiff lump in Bill's trousers. "Look's like we're about to pay a visit on Frank and Sandy. I'll get the babysitter," she said, kissed him deeply and went to answer the ringing the phone. Bill knew it was Sandy on the phone.

He smiled and stared back out the window. Yes, he was married to the most fantastic woman in the world. "No," he thought to himself. "She's not just fantastic. She's perfect." 



A Perfect Wife



"They mean nothing to me except that it makes me very proud of you Bill. I am not at all surprised. Not at all." As she turned her head from him he saw tears course down her cheek. She turned and walked to the window looking out into the backyard. Bill watched her stare out the window. She slowly turned back to face him.

"Billy, I guess it would only be fair for you to find a girl and try to get even with me for the hurt I have brought you."

Bill looked at her, "I'll take that under advisement. That is a possibility I haven't considered. That could be a solution to our problem, or it could cause more problems. Would that lead to an open marriage where we could date anytime we wanted to as long as we came home once in a while? I guess we could make a schedule so we could take turns going out so the other could babysit." Annie looked at Bill and then turned and walked slowly towards their bedroom. Her look was totally unlike her normal posture, she walked slower than normal, her shoulders and arms slumped forward, and her head drooped. It took him a moment to realize what it was. She looked totally and utterly defeated.

He sighed and softly said, "Annie, that is not how I want to live." Her head snapped around. He continued, "I want to go back to the life I thought I had before it fell apart only I want to be real."

"Oh Billy, it was true 99 percent of the time. There was never a second I didn't love you. I was never with him that long, less than an hour each time and only 4 or 5 times a year. While that was only a fraction of the time you and I have been together, it was too much, it never should have happened at all, not for even one second." She looked sorrowfully at him. "I feel so dirty; please let me go clean up. Will you promise to be here when I am done?" 

Bill nodded, "I'll be here. It will give me a chance to think for a while."

Bill sat and thought about their situation. He knew without thinking that a divorce would be the worst thing for the kids. Their children had been raised in what appeared to be a close, loving family. A split would devastate them. What was best for Annie, she said she didn't want a divorce. Was that really true, knowing how much she loved the kids he knew her first thought was about what was best for them. She was probably afraid he would try to take the kids away from her in a divorce.

Was she really in love with her boyfriend, would she marry him and raise the kids with her boyfriend as a family, an interracial family? That presumed that the boyfriend wanted that too. He already has a family, would they try to live with all the kids in one big family?

The more he thought about it the more confused he became. There was no way he could reach a conclusion without more information. He heard a slight sound and looked up to see Annie watching him. She appeared to be very uncertain about what to say. He smiled a little wan smile, "Ann, I need some input from you as to where we go from here. I don't know who you are any more and I have no idea at all about what you want. Even if you tell me something, I don't know what to believe anymore."

"Oh, Billy, you know me, I will never lie to you, you know that."

"No Ann, I KNOW no such thing. I KNEW you would never cheat on me, I KNEW you were always and forever faithful to me. I KNEW you loved only me. I KNEW you would never do anything to ruin our marriage. I KNEW I could trust you with my very life. Now all that is gone, RIGHT? I have nothing to base any decision on. I am trying to reach a reasoned answer to our marital problems and I have nowhere to start. Tell me what your ideas are. Like I said, where do we go from here?"

Ann stared at him for a long time. Then she walked and looked out the window. She turned and looked at him, "No Billy, you were not wrong on all those things, I did love you and I do love you. I will always love you. I made an insane mistake years ago, and then went against every fiber in my body and soul and continued to periodically repeat that stupid mistake, believing that what you didn't know couldn't hurt you. I would give my life in a second if I could undo what I did. I don't know how to do that. All I know is that nothing like that will ever happen again. I know in my heart that a divorce would inflict deep damage to our children. I don't want to do that. I will submit to whatever you want, without question, as long as we stay together as a family until our babies are adults. I will be your maid, your slave, or whatever you want. I will devote my life to caring for you and our children. You may live your life as you see fit. I trust you not to embarrass me in front of the children. That is for them, not for me."

"Ann, that all sounds good. I would love to trust you, but if I were a banker and you were asking for a loan, I would have to turn you down. What are you putting up as collateral, to back up your promise to repay the loan? You defaulted on the promise you made to me and to your God when we were married, am I correct?"

Bill saw a little fire in her eyes this time, she looked at him steadily, "I pledge everything I have, my children and my life that I will never break this promise to you. I want you to have a contract drawn up stating that I pledge my life and also will waive all parental rights to my children and every item of property, real or personal that I own or possess if I break my wedding vows to you and to God again from this time until the end of eternity."

"I will take your proposal under consideration; have such a document drawn up by an attorney for our signatures tomorrow. I think that that contract leaves the question of our relationship within the marriage open for interpretation, I would like that clarified."

"I interpret that to mean our marriage would return to its status as of eight o'clock this morning, as if no infidelity had occurred. Any future proven occurrence of infidelity on my part activates the document and I forfeit the above mentioned things. Infidelity by you is not to be mentioned in this document."

Bill nodded, "OK, our marriage will be restored as far as outward appearances are concerned. What happens behind our bedroom doors is a totally different matter. Agreed?"

Ann stared at him. He said, "You will take a test to show that you have not contracted any STDs. You must present a doctor's report stating you are disease free. OK?"

"Why? He always wore a condom; I used my diaphragm and a spermicidal cream, we never exchanged body fluids in any way, no kissing, no blow jobs, nothing."

Bill grinned, "That sounds pretty boring, was it much fun? And I know it is not true, I saw you kiss him."

"Sometimes it was pretty dull; I was kissing him this afternoon because we had agreed that we couldn't keep seeing each other. That was a goodbye forever kiss."

"I thought he didn't mean anything to you!"

"I don't think I ever said that, I was fond of him. We were buddies. I didn't love him."

"Get the tests, OK?"

"OK." She looked at him. "Where will I sleep?"

"Anywhere but with me, at least until I get that report."

"After that?"

"I don't know." Bill watched as tears ran down her cheeks and she quickly turned and said she needed to go to the bathroom. He followed and heard her crying, then run water in the sink. He hurried back to his place. 

She returned and smiled at him. "Thank you Billy for letting me stay here. I guess I really don't deserve it."

He looked at her, "In spite of what you did, I cannot forget the years you were a perfect wife and mother. At least I thought you were. I do not have an answer. I don't know what to do. If you have something that will help me, please tell me what it is."

"Billy, I don't have an answer, all I have is a prayer. I pray that you love me enough to someday forgive me and to work with me to get beyond this thing I did. I will do anything to help. I did my utmost to insure that you never lost anything in the way of my wifely duties when I was with him. I never for one second stopped loving you, I hated what I did when I was doing it, I hated myself afterwards and swore to myself it would never happen again."

"If you can't trust yourself how can I trust you?"

"It is different this time, you know now and I know you will catch me if I falter. I simply can't take a chance of that happening. I could never again bear the pain it caused me when you caught me this time. If it happened again it would kill me. I could not live if I caused the pain I saw in your eyes today. I am only alive now because you stopped me. I wanted to die."

Bill stared at her for several minutes. Then he said, "I have reached a decision, Annie, I think about how you were there for me when I was a real wreck and you didn't know if I would ever live a normal life or not. You didn't give up on me then. You have always been the perfect wife for me. You are at every school event for the kids. You are at every soccer practice; you are in the pool teaching the children how to swim. You make lunches for all of us every day. All our clothes are always neat and clean. And there are a thousand other things you do for your family every day. I guess your visits with your boyfriend are the only time you do something for yourself. I am going to forget what I saw today, we will go back to the way things were before today. I will never mention it again. You will never mention it again; you will do what pleases you. I just ask that you be discrete. The discussion is over. What is for dinner?"

Ann shook her head, "NO! It will not be the same; it will be the way it should have been!" 

"Ann the children are due home any second. Do what you normally do, get dinner ready or order from out. We can talk more after dinner."

"No dear, the children are at my folks for the weekend. I have to get them Sunday evening. I was planning on a quiet romantic weekend with just the two of us, I guess I ruined that." 

"Ann, Dear, please be quiet, forget I saw anything, let everything get back to normal. We can discuss this again sometime in the future if you feel the need to bring it up again. I am pretty much at peace with my decision. I think it would be a serious mistake to open this up again, it might not come out the same again."

Annie stepped to him and took his face between her hands, "Billy, is that what you really want?"

"Ann life without you would be unthinkable for me right now, for the kids too. I want you and I want you to be happy so that the kids are happy."

"Billy, will you be happy?"

"That is not a factor in my decision. I want things to be as normal as possible."

"OK, Honey. The kids are gone, are you ready for bed?"

"No, Ann, you go on and go to bed. I have a little work to do; I'll see you in the morning."

"You are not going to sleep with me tonight, are you?"

"It is too soon, just go to bed." 

Ann turned and slowly walked away.

When Ann woke up the next morning she looked for Bill in the spare bedroom and it appeared to be undisturbed. She looked in the den and saw a blanket and pillow on the couch but Bill was not there. She hurried back to her bedroom and found that none of his things were missing. The suit cases were still there. She went to the kitchen and found a fresh pot of coffee and one used and one clean cup. There was a note by the coffee pot. It read:

'Ann,

Gone out for a while, will be back before noon. Do 

NOT plan on romance tonight, I have something else in mind.

Bill.'

Annie sat and drank a cup of coffee, she thought about breakfast but she wasn't hungry. She had gotten very little sleep last night. She had been on her back in their bed, looking at the time projected on the ceiling by the alarm clock. She recalled seeing 4:57, and then she must have fallen asleep. 

She remembered going back over what had happened yesterday. She kept hearing the explosion of broken glass from behind her when she was kissing Jason goodbye and turning to see Bill standing and looking at her. The expression on his face was etched in her memory. She would never forget seeing the disbelief turn to realization of what he was seeing then change to severe agony. He looked as if he had been stabbed with a knife.

Ann had wanted to run and comfort Bill, then realized she was the cause of his pain and she fled. God! That had been the worst day of her entire life. It didn't look like today was going to be any better. She looked down; her gown was wet from tears dropping from her eyes. She wanted to just crawl back into bed and get some sleep, but she knew sleep would not come for her for a long time. She didn't even bother fix herself any breakfast, she knew she couldn't possibly keep it down.

She heard her cell phone ring and she grabbed her purse. She looked at the caller ID. Jason! What was he doing calling now? Ann flipped her cell phone open. "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You told your wife WHAT?"

"No, he didn't toss me out on my ear. He said he wouldn't leave me but I know it was very close. He is still very pissed, I don't know if I can salvage my marriage or not."

"Hell no! I never want to see you again. What? What idea do you have to get us both out of this mess?"

"You are nuts, Bill will never agree to that. Will your wife?"

"Get her to agree first, and then I'll ask Bill. OK?" Ann didn't really expect to hear from him again but her phone rang again after an hour. It was Jason. 

"She will do it? Tasha will meet with all of us? Are you sure?"

"I'll talk to Bill and call you back."

When Bill returned at noon Ann told him she had something she wanted to discuss with him. She told him that Jason had called. Bill Started to rise, Ann quickly said, "Jason told his wife the whole story, he was afraid that if she found out some other way she would take their kids and leave him. He said she is furious and is insisting that he move out. She says she wants to meet with you and me. She wants all of us to sit down and see if we can come to a solution to this, working together. She is a marriage counselor, a psychologist."

Bill stared at Ann, "You have got to be kidding! She wants all of us to get together?"

"Yes, she seems to have some ideas she wants to try. She will only discuss it with you."

"Let me think about it." Bill looked at Ann for several minutes then said, "OK! I can't see how it could hurt any more than I already feel. I'll try anything. Tell them the sooner the better."

Ann stood and walked to the phone and then sat back down across from Bill. She looked blankly at the phone. She got back up and went into the hall and came back with her purse. She took out her cell phone and tapped a few keys. She looked surprised, then said, "Mrs. Cabot, this is Mrs. Nelson, is Jason there please." She paused, and then said, "Yes Mrs. Cabot, this is Annie. I wanted to tell Jason that my husband and I will try anything in the world to save our marriage. My husband is a very handsome, well built hunk; he is the sweetest, kindest most loving man I have ever known. I have no clue as to why I let this happen, I love him with all my heart. I apologize for having been so weak and foolish. It was entirely my fault." She looked at Bill and sobbed; she put down the phone and ran into the half bath off the hall.

Bill picked up the phone and said, "Mrs. Cabot, this is Bill Nelson, I assume you are the other aggrieved party."

He heard a pleasant, calm voice reply, "That is correct Mr. Nelson. I have to tell you up front that I cannot be very angry with your wife. I have known about her for years. I didn't know they were having an affair but Jason credits her with saving his life. They went to school together and Jason was running with a bad gang. Your Annie was tutoring him in Math and English. She told him she would not work with him unless he quit the gang. He did and less than a week later his old gang was ambushed by a bigger gang and most of them were killed. He has always worshiped her. Jason says they became lovers in High School. I want to meet you as soon as possible. I can tell from the way your wife speaks about you that she loves you very much. She is very fragile right now. I fear she might hurt herself." 

"Mrs. Cabot, I am very worried about her too. We have two small kids and I do not want a divorce because it would devastate them. I love Ann with all my heart. She saved my life after I was sent home from the war in bits and pieces. She gave me a reason to live. She was with me for months while I was unconscious in the hospitals. I totally believed she was a perfect wife. Where and when can we meet?"

"I am Tasha. May I call you 'Bill'?"

"Certainly Tasha, you name the place and the time and we will be there. Our children are with Ann's Mother and Dad so we are free."

"Great, my mother is here to watch our kids, how about your place? I think Annie would be more comfortable there."

"Tasha, I agree, when would you like to come?"

"We should be there in 45 minutes to an hour. OK?"

"Perfect!" 

Ann came back, wiping her eyes. Bill looked at her and smiled, "Tasha seems very nice. We are going to meet here, in 40 minutes to an hour."

"What should I wear?"

"Nice, but casual." He watched her turn and walk slowly toward the bedroom. He said, "Babe! I do love you."

Annie smiled, "Thank you Honey, I love you too, with all my heart!" Annie was back in ten minutes. She was wearing snug fitting beige slacks with a leopard print scoop necked camisole and a black cropped blazer and black high heels. Bill grinned, "I'm glad you didn't dress up. I can't blame him, you are really hot." He turned away quickly, but not before she saw the tear run down his cheek.

The door bell chimed before she could say anything and he hurried to the door. He swung the door open and saw a very attractive black couple standing there. He greeted them politely but not warmly. Bill watched Tasha as she entered. She was stunningly beautiful in a form fitting red leather outfit that showed her lovely figure. Her skin was a light brown and her hair was a jet black, falling over her shoulders.

Jason was a very handsome and very large black man in tight jeans and a light cardigan sweater. He had broad shoulders and a slim waist. Bill guessed him to be several inches taller and much trimmer than Bill was. Bill seated the couple and asked if they wanted anything to drink. Jason asked for a beer; Bill got one for him. Bill was noticeably limping when he returned. Jason grinned, "Too much gym time today?"

"No, too many shrapnel holes in my old body from Iraq."

"Hey man, I'm sorry."

"Not your fault, I walked too much last night."

Tasha noticed the tears roll down Annie's cheeks. She wiped her eyes with a tissue and murmured, "How far?" 

Bill looked at Annie, "A ways."

Annie shook her head, "How far Bill?"

"OK, to the river and back."

"The Miami River?" Bill nodded.

"Jason said, "You walked to the Miami River from here and back? That has to be 12 or 15 miles each way."

"I don't know. It did take a while. I had some serious thinking to do." He looked at Annie then looked at Jason. "I wanted to hurt someone as much as I hurt. No, I really wanted to kill someone." 

Annie buried her face in her hands. Her shoulders heaved as she silently sobbed.

Tasha said, "Did you work through your anger?"

"Yes, I have it under control now and know that it would kill me to leave Annie. I hate what she did and I will never trust her again. I don't know that I can ever totally forgive her either, she broke my heart. My happiness is not a factor; my concern is the welfare of our children. I am resolved to endure this sham of a marriage until my children are grown."

Tasha said, "Bill that is a terrible burden for anyone to have to bear. I guess you know I am a Psychologist and a Marriage Councilor. I have a plan that might ease your mind and may possibly allow you to find some forgiveness in your heart. Are you interested?"




A Perfect Wife



"Hell yes. What do you have in mind?"

Tasha smiled at Bill. "Revenge."

"You mean getting even? That would take years."

"Yes, I know that. I think I read both of our spouses correctly. I think they both truly love each of us. I have no fault with the fact that they were lovers long before they met us. I think they had bonded more strongly than they realized. I do not believe they are 'in-love' but they are 'best buddies'. They give each other support and comfort through sex. Maybe we should call them fuck buddies. I think they know they will have to give up the things they cherish most if they want to continue this affair. I believe they are not willing to do that." Tasha looked at Bill, "I believe they need to feel the way you and I feel because of what they did. I want to show them how that feels, I want them to feel the pain and despair you feel when the person you love betrays you."

Bill looked at Tasha. He looked at Annie and Jason. His eyes narrowed, he looked back to Tasha, "Tasha, you are very beautiful, would you consider starting right now, with me?"

"Yes, I think it would be appropriate that we do it together. We may find that we want it to be a long term relationship."

Bill smiled and walked to Tasha and held out his hands. She took his hands and Bill lifted her into his arms, he kissed her passionately. Annie and Jason could see the tongues meet and caress each other.

Jason stood with his fists clinched. Tasha saw him and said calmly, "The alternative is an immediate divorce that is not what I want. I believe this may save our marriages. SIT DOWN." Jason sat immediately. Tasha looked at Bill. "Can we trust these two alone together?"

"That would appear to be foolish; they would probably be humping each other before the door is fully closed. Right? OH! Wait. We have a security System network of recorded cameras. There is complete coverage of the whole interior of the house, we will know if anything happens. We will have a recording of our tryst if we feel that we need to make them watch. We have a guest suite we can use. I can't bring myself to do it in our bed. That is too much if Annie and I are to stay married."

Tasha said, "I agree. I believe the affair lasted about four years after we were all married. At 12 or 14 times a year that is 48 to 56 times. Call it 50 times, what do you think? How many times do you think it will take to get even?"

Bill looked at Ann, "Annie told me they had sex a total of about 20 times."

Jason said, "That's correct, mostly we just met and talked at the coffee shop. We only kissed three times that I can remember. Her kisses were special. She didn't let me kiss her very often."

Both Bill and Tasha stared at Jason. They looked at each other. Bill said, "I think ten times would be sufficient to teach them how it feels, after all we have only suffered since we discovered they were cheating on the fools who trusted them." 

Tasha looked at her husband, "I do love the SOB, we will start with ten, and we can adjust that according to how effective we feel the punishment is working. All the lies they had to tell us to pull that off hurt as much as the sex."

Annie jumped up, "No, I never lied to Bill except by omission. We canceled far more times than we met because I refused to lie to Bill. We only met when Bill was out on customer calls or out of town and he didn't know I went out for an hour or so."

Tasha looked at Jason. He stared back at her. He sighed, "I lied to you sometimes, not very much though. Annie got on my case real hard if she found out about it." He turned and looked at Bill. "Bill, Annie loves you more that you can possibly know. She worships you. All she talks about is how wonderful you are and how lucky she is to have you, she always made sure I knew you were number one in her life, maybe even ahead of her kids who she adores too.

"I believe she loves me too but in a different way. She somehow feels responsible for me. She needs me some way or another. The sex was just an old habit I really loved. It was different, like a forbidden treasure I could only touch now and then." He looked at Tasha, "Honey, our life was entirely separate, my love for you is different. I can't explain it, Annie and I were together before I ever met you. We loved each other but we were never 'in love'. We took comfort and support from each other. I can't explain it very well but I never really felt like I was cheating on you. I can't explain it. I am terribly sorry, I never meant to hurt anyone. I see how I hurt a bunch of people I love and admire. I sincerely hate what I did."

Annie looked at Jason, "It is just as much my fault as it is yours. I have no excuse either. I guess I feel a lot like you do. I know you love Tasha. I know you have told me a hundred times that you could not live without her. Why we did this is something I cannot understand."

Tasha looked at Bill. "I think we have all the rules in place as to what you and I will do." She looked at Annie then at Jason and said, "Assuming both of you want to remain married to your spouse it must be understood that there can never be any contact between you again. I believe the bond between the two of you is very strong so I will make an exception. At your request, no more than once a month we can all meet together so you can talk and see each other. By 'see' I mean just that, see and talk and nothing else. That is if Bill will agree to that. "

Bill looked very serious, "I have reservations about that. I think we can continue without my decision on that today. Jason you may go to the bathroom now because when Tasha and I leave the room in a moment you must not leave your seat until we return. That goes for Annie too!" Jason stood and Bill showed him the bathroom, Annie headed for the Master Bath.

When Annie and Jason were back in their places Bill said, "You may not leave your seats for any reason, you may talk. If we are going to be over an hour one of us will let you know and give you a potty break. Each hour counts as a session." He looked at Annie and blew her a kiss. He turned to Tasha and took her hand and led her to the guest suite. Tasha turned and blew Jason a kiss.

On the way to the suite Bill entered the den and turned the surveillance system on. In the suite he shut the door and turned Tasha to face him. "You know we don't have to do anything, they will believe we are fucking."

Tasha nodded and said, "I like you a lot, you are a very honorable and honest man. I respect you very much, but I honestly believe we have to do what we told them we were going to do for it to work. We have to know in our hearts and minds that they have been punished. So yes, I am ready to make love to you. Are you willing?"

"Yes. I need some sort of cloture to this mess, I hope this gives me that."

Bill pulled her to him and kissed her with a rapidly growing passion. Her mouth opened and their tongues met. He felt her hand grasp his cock through his pants. His hands slipped down to caress the globes of her ass, they were soft but firm. Her hand left his cock and she pulled away and started undoing his jeans, then working them down over his ass. Bill unbuttoned her red leather jacket. She paused as he lifted it off her shoulders. She wore a well filled red lace bra. He leaned forward and gently kissed the swell of her breast. She smiled and reached back and jerked down on his jeans. This time she was successful and his jeans dropped to the floor. His erect cock pushed the front of his undershorts way out. Meanwhile Tasha shimmied out of her tight leather pants. She kicked off her high heels and shoved the pile of clothes away. She stood before him in just her thong panties and her bra. She reached behind her and her bra fell away too. She hooked the waistband of her panties with her thumbs and pushed them down. She looked up to see him standing nude before her. He was grinning, "Tasha you are beautiful. I know this is going to be delightful."

Tasha smiled back, "You are in better shape than I expected after all your wounds, in fact you look great." She watched him as she slowly moved to the bed. She moved to the center of the bed and patted the bed beside her. He was beside her in a second and leaned over her and softly kissed her lips. She kissed back and slid her tongue between his lips. They kissed for a long time while they explored what they could reach of their lover's body. Bill pulled back first and gently caressed her breasts. Her breasts were beautiful and her nipples were cone shaped. Actually the areola were the size of a fifty cent piece and the nipple was over an inch long, tapering from the outer edge of the areola to the top half inch that was 3/8 of an inch in diameter. His hands were very gentle as they squeezed and kneaded each breast before placing his warm mouth over each nipple in turn. She moaned softly when he sucked and kissed each nipple. They were just perfect for sucking, firm yet flexible.

Next Bill slipped down between her thighs, he looked up at her and saw her eyes were closed. He watched as he quickly spread her inner pussy lips then licked her whole pussy with one warm wet swipe of his tongue. Her eyes flew open and she laughed joyously, "I wasn't expecting that. I love it. I know I am very wet, put your cock in me now. I am SO ready right now." Bill moved up and felt her small hand grasp his cock and pull it to the opening of her vagina. Tasha moaned then screamed as he thrust deep inside her with one long strong move. She screamed with joy as he thrust harder and harder inside her.

In the living room Annie looked at Jason's wide eyes, "Bill is not hurting her, those are screams of sheer joy. He'll ruin her for you! He is so damned good. He knows exactly what a woman loves. He is not as big as you are, he is just so good and such a thoughtful lover he just keeps me in a constant orgasm. I have never had anyone near as good as he is." Tears flowed down her cheeks as she sobbed.

In the guest suite Bill continued to thrust in and out of Tasha as she lay helpless while orgasms coursed through her body in wave after wave of joyous sensations. After what seemed to Tasha to be an hour of loving she gently pushed Bill aside, "I need a short rest to think about how wonderful you make me feel. I can't believe tiny Annie can take it for very long."

Bill laughed, "After a while 'tiny' Annie squirms so much she throws her arms and legs around me and screams for me not to dare stop. A little bit later she passes out if I don't slow down some."

His lover smiled at him, "I felt I was about to have more ecstasy than my system could handle. I have never felt that way before. I didn't know how to handle it."

"Do you mean that Jason doesn't do that for you? Annie told me today that Jason is a lot bigger than I am."

"Honey, bigger is not necessarily better. Yes he is bigger, but if he is not very careful he can hurt you. I am always on the edge of pain. He does feel wonderful, and I do love the way he loves me, but you, wow, you are different, a lot different. Perhaps it is because I have had no one but Jason for years. But I really don't think so. I use a vibrating dildo sometimes, I can control everything and it still never feels like you do. Now I am dying to feel that magic cock inside me again."

"OK!"

"Let me suck your cock and get you hard again so you can fuck me out of my mind." 

Tasha's soft sweet lips closed around Bill's cock and he moaned loudly, "God that feel good."

In the other room Annie looked at Jason, a question in her eyes. Jason said "She is probably sucking his cock, she is the best at that, like they say, 'she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch ball'. Jason looked at his watch, "It seems like they have been at it for hours but it has only been forty five minutes. I can't take much more of this." They heard another scream from Tasha. Jason jumped up. Annie snapped, "Sit DOWN! Suffer with me. This is killing me but we deserve every second of this." Then there was silence

They heard Tasha scream, "Yes, Yes, OH GOD YES! Fuck Meeee!"

Then there was a long silence. They heard the guest suite door open the Tasha and Bill walked in the room. Bill had his arm tightly around Tasha. Tasha pulled away and walked to Annie, she looked down at Annie. "You are crazy. Your husband is magnificent." Jason rose and Tasha kissed him on the cheek. She looked at Bill, "Pick me up about six tomorrow evening." Tasha looked at Jason, "You will be babysitting, supper will be ready for you and the kids, problem?"

"No Dear, no problem."

Bill looked at Annie, "You?"

"No, Dear. Sniff, no problem." Bill showed the Cabots to the door and returned.

Bill smiled softly at Annie, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"A little, I don't want any details, is she much better in bed than I am?"

"No."

"AM I going to lose you to her?" 

"I don't think so."

"You don't know?"

"Yes, I know."

"Will you tell me?"

"Not now. Not until I am sure, she is a very beautiful sexy woman who is really talented in bed. The interracial aspect is quite a turn on isn't it?"

Annie jumped up and ran from the room, he could hear her sobs before she closed the bedroom door. He looked off into space with tears coursing down his cheeks. Bill fought mightily against his desire to run and hold and comfort her. He made himself think of all the things he thought about on his long walk the night before. He thought of all the possibilities that ran through his imagination on that walk. He gritted his teeth and remained seated in his chair. He heard his computer in the den beep. He thought he knew who it was, Tasha! He went to the computer. He was right. He was greeted by a text message. 

BILL, EVERYTHING OK? JASON VERY UPSET! ONE MIN MAD-THEN SCARED. I THINK IT WORKING. TASHA

HI GIRL, SAME HERE. MINE CRYING HEART OUT NOW. ASKED HOW GOOD IT WAS. COULDN'T TELL HER. I STILL LOVE HER TO DEATH DO US---WANT GO TO HER. WONT! I HOPE IT WORKING, SEE YA TOMORROW NITE. BILL

The next day was Sunday and Annie and Bill went to her parents for breakfast and to pick up their children. Anne was calm and pleasant. Bill expected Annie to bring up the situation that morning but she didn't mention it. She did discuss normal things about the children and about her work. Then she looked at Bill, "Do you want another one?"

Bill looked at he blankly, Another what?"

"Another baby, Silly! What else?"

"Do you want one?"

"Yes, I think so."

Bill looked at her. "You must love him a lot. You said you didn't want any more with me."

"The only man who will ever touch me again is you my husband, only you. I thought another baby might bring us back together as a family. That is the most important thing in my life right now." 

Bill looked at her, she was dressed in a lovely flower print dress, knee length, with a scoop neck and peasant sleeves. She wore white sandals and carried her white hat and gloves to wear to church after breakfast. She looked adorable. A tear ran down his cheek. He said a little prayer that the steeple would not fall off the church when the two of them entered the door.

Bill glanced at Annie and told her of his prayer. She was silent. He glanced at her again, he saw her lips quivering and thought she was ready to cry until he saw corners of her lips were turned up a tiny bit. She was stifling a laugh. The children, John and Sally, were happy to see them and had to tell them everything that they had done with Grandpop and Namma. Annie was proud of how well behaved the kids were at breakfast and in church. 

When they were home everything seemed normal, Annie unpacked the kid's things and Bill worked in the yard. Both Annie and Bill were more and more aware of Bill's plans for the evening as the afternoon wore on. About 4:30 Bill went in the Master Bedroom to shower and get ready for his date with Tasha. He saw Annie had laid gray slacks and a blue blazer with a pastel blue shirt and a deep blue tie with thin diagonal neon blue stripes. Bill put on what Annie put out for him to wear. He entered the kitchen and Annie turned from what she was doing and walked to him. She looked him over. "You look delicious Honey. I want both of you to enjoy yourselves. Please know I'll be thinking of you, I love you with all my heart. Go on, don't keep her waiting."

Bill rang the doorbell to the large home in an upscale neighborhood. Jason answered the door and invited him in. He entered and was offered a drink, which he declined. High heels clicked on the wooden floor in the foyer and the two men turned to see Tasha in a black v-neck dress showing her lovely cleavage. The belt was a wide lace band accenting her trim waist above a sheer pleated skirt that just reached the knee. Her feet were encased in black open toed slippers with slim stiletto heels. She was stunningly beautiful. She walked to Bill with a huge smile and kissed him on the lips. She whispered , "Oh! Sweetie, you look so sexy. I can't wait." She turned to Jason, "The kids have ice cream sandwiches in the freezer for desert when they finish dinner. I have already kissed them good night." She brushed Jason's cheek with her lips and Jason opened the door. Tasha took Bill's arm and they departed. 

Bill held the car door for Tasha and noticed the tears on her cheeks. He walked to his door and handed her his handkerchief as he climbed in. Tasha looked at Bill, "That was one of the hardest things I have ever done, I just wanted to grab him, kiss him and say it was all over. Not yet though! Not quite yet. How is Annie doing?"

"Damn well I think; she sent me off with bright smile and a wish that we both enjoy ourselves. It was a brave show, but she couldn't hide the tears in her eyes. It really tore me up. I had the same urge you had, I toughed it out though." 

Tasha and Bill enjoyed cocktails and an early dinner at the bar and restaurant at the downtown Hilton then retired to their suite of rooms. Bill ordered desert and some champagne from room service. Tasha smiled at Bill, she held a plastic ball about the size of a tennis ball. "My night gown for this evening is packed in here."

Bill smiled broadly, "I think I am going to enjoy seeing you in that."

"I picked it out especially for you my sweet." She smiled at Bill and disappeared into the bathroom. Bill grinned and quickly stripped his clothing off. He ran and got the champagne and the desert and put them beside the bed. When the bathroom door opened Tasha strutted into the bedroom in a transparent pair of tiny white panties and a matching cropped baby doll top that only came down to the bottom of her breasts. Her erect nipples pushed the wispy fabric out delightfully.

Bill's grin was reward enough for Tasha. She looked at the desert beside the bed and squealed with joy. There was a bowl of fresh strawberries and a chafing dish containing melted chocolate. She was on the bed in a second, cuddled up to Bill. He smiled and dipped a strawberry in the chocolate and placed it against her lips. Tasha sucked the juicy berry into her mouth, she reached for another berry, dipped it and placed it in his mouth. She beat him to the next berry and dipped again. This time the chocolate covered fruit was rubbed gently around the crown of his cock. He laughed and pulled her head down so she could lick the chocolate from his cock. She licked for a minute then lifted her head and said, "Sweetie, use your tongue to get the chocolate off of my tongue and my face. Yes, Ummmmuhmm gooooood! Slurpp, I like that. Can I put some in my pussy?"

"Mmmm, sounds good to me, I love it with or without chocolate, your own flavor is yummy too! Let's get those cute little panties off of you so I can eat your sweet cunt, I love how you taste. I am really eager to get my cock back inside you. Are you ready for that now?"

"Yes Lover, I sure am, I want you to eat our fresh cream pie too."