0 comments/ 88525 views/ 11 favorites Kelly's Gift By: AlexPal Author's note: this is my first story for Literotica so I hope you enjoy it. I would welcome any constructive feedback but would prefer to avoid abuse! All the characters are real people (and clearly all well over 18), and I have just changed a few details to avoid recognition. Most of the events are true too, but I leave you readers to work out the bits which are more fantasy than reality. Thanks for reading. * Kelly and I have been living together for eight years, and in a relationship for 11 (although for the first three years I was actually married to someone else...) and our sex life has always been pretty good. Given that we started out as an office affair, you could say with some justification that sex was what brought us together, and it has been the glue which has bonded our relationship ever since, through good times and bad. Only in the weeks immediately following the births of our two children have we been through periods of abstinence, and even then Kelly was always willing to help alleviate my frustration with handjobs and blowjobs. Talking to our closest friends has led us both to realise that we have unusually high sex drives. I recently turned 50, Kelly is late 30s (I know, how much more clichéd could it have been than the whole boss and younger female colleague affair -- but there was much more to it than that, as shown, I hope, by the fact that we have married and started a family) but we are both pretty much as horny as when we were in the first thrilling months of our affair. Of course the demands of a young family, stressful jobs and challenging circumstances mean that we are not always able to have sex as frequently or as spontaneously as we want, and the long sessions that we used to enjoy as evening turned into night are much rarer nowadays. One of the things I really love about Kelly is her understanding of my needs and willingness to fulfil them even when she may not be totally in the mood. As I mentioned, although completely exhausted in the first few weeks after our children were born she knew that I was still very horny and she would do what she could, time and tiredness permitting, to deal with the situation. If there was an Olympic title for blowjobs, Kelly would be up there on the podium, and she knows that if I need to come and she wants me to do so reasonably quickly so that she can get some sleep, a blowjob suits both of our needs perfectly. Her technique involves all the classic ways of driving a man wild -- licking the sensitive tip of my hard cock until I can barely stand it, deep-throating, running her lips down my shaft and then licking and sucking my scrotum, wrapping her hand round the base of my cock and wanking me into her mouth, and inserting a finger into my anus for maximum stimulation, to mention just a few. Kelly is also not a woman who finds swallowing cum repulsive, indeed she literally laps it up -- as a modern man I know enough not to assume that this is the case, and had a long affair previously with a gorgeous girl who was a tyro in bed in every respect except for an utter refusal to let me come in her mouth -- and I can still clearly remember the incredible intensity of the first time Kelly went down on me and I filled her mouth with my cum. It was memorable not just for the fact that she was so willing, eager even, and swallowed it all down without hesitation, but also because we were on a train at the time! When we met we were both working in touring theatre management, which meant lots of late night journeys back from all parts of the country after shows -- fertile ground for an affair. In fact we resisted the very obvious temptation for some time: Kelly was in the dying embers of a long-term relationship and I was, as I mentioned, married. My marriage had become stale (I know that is the usual excuse, but it is true) and the only thing stopping me leaving was the fact that we had a young child. Before Kelly I had had three full-on affairs and a couple of quick flings; not great behaviour I realise but the worst aspect of my first marriage was the sex, which was infrequent (not, sadly, in frequent) and pretty dull when it did happen. My eyes, and indeed all my other senses, had been opened to a full and fulfilling sex life when I embarked on my first extra-marital affair, with the aforementioned tyro. Fabienne was half French and was sexy, fit, energetic and an incredibly imaginative and enthusiastic lover. We had sex whenever we could (which given we were both living with other people was not as often as we wanted) and even though she was a few years younger then me Fab taught me a huge amount. She was one of those lucky girls who can come very easily, and our sessions would usually start with my bringing her off a couple of times with my fingers in her pussy, whilst she would suck me and lick my balls, before pushing me back on the bed and lowering herself on to my by now rock hard cock, fucking me hard and urging me all the time to fuck her harder in return. Fab's favourite position was what they call in the States the reverse cowgirl (no idea what the slang term here in England is) but she liked sex every way. I was much younger then and tended both to come more quickly, at least the first time, but also recover very fast -- in fact with Fab, I could go from orgasm back to full hard-on in a few minutes. When we could get together somewhere for a whole evening we would usually have sex three or four times, and I would fill her pussy with my cum every time, to my astonishment, and delight. It was only on the oral action where Fab was a slight disappointment, as not only would she not let me come in her mouth, she was also not that keen on my going down on her. We were together for nearly a year, including a memorable five day conference where we stayed in a hotel well away from the other delegates and had sex all night every night, and it only ended when she began a new relationship with the man she eventually married. Meanwhile, back to that train journey with Kelly. As I said, we had taken our time to get together properly, and indeed had been colleagues for nearly six months before we even kissed. Once we had had that first kiss, it was obvious that we were hugely attracted to each other, and we quickly progressed through passionate snogging in shop doorways, to frenzied groping at the unlit end of a railway platform (luckily it was winter so it was dark early), to Kelly making me come all over her hands, around the back of a building near the river. We both knew where this was leading and I decided to accelerate things by booking us a room at an airport hotel where anonymity and discretion could be guaranteed. As a starting point together, the sex that evening was frankly amazing. Kelly didn't come the first time we fucked, but she was close, and all I had to do was to stroke her clit a few times with my thumb whilst my index finger was inside her before I felt her pussy contract violently. I wanted to continue but she pulled away from my hand, the intensity of this first orgasm with me too much for her to stand for longer than a few seconds. We lay together on the large hotel bed, my cum seeping down her thighs, and she finally looked at me shyly and said "That was amazing..." We fucked twice more, slowly getting used to each other as we did so -- Kelly wouldn't go on top yet but was a more than equal participant in all our actions, and the third time, as I thrust into her faster and faster, her pussy suddenly felt different around my cock and I realised she was coming. She lunged up at me, urging me with her body to press my cock harder into her pussy and along her clit, and as I did so she came explosively, triggering my own orgasm as I pumped what cum I had left into her. Exhausted, I flopped down on the bed next to her, and was worried to see that Kelly was crying. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" I asked, "did I hurt you?" "No, not at all", she said through her tears, "I'm not upset, it's just that I've never come like that before". I asked what she meant and she admitted that she had never come from fucking, only from being fingered. I was, of course, both flattered and proud, but I tried to remain suitably modest and not gloat! We were very busy at work for the next couple of weeks and only managed some quick kisses; luckily, fate intervened on our side when one of our colleagues had to pull out from going with me to an out of town show and Kelly 'reluctantly' agreed to stand in. As well as being able to spend the evening together, albeit in the company of the actors and audience, this meant that we could travel back to town on the train after the show. The cast were staying on as the run continued for the rest of the week, and it being the last train it was very quiet. Kelly led me to a carriage right at the back which was empty and we found a pair of 'airline' style seats at the end which meant that we could not be seen unless anyone walked past along the aisle. As soon as the train set off we were kissing and pulling at each other's clothes. Kelly is very pretty, with blonde hair, a cute pear-shaped arse and small but very lickable boobs. Her nipples were already rock hard as my hand reached inside her top and pulled down her bra, which she had helpfully loosened when we sat down. She was wearing what for her was a fairly short skirt and 'hold up' stockings, and she eased the skirt up her thighs to give me better access to her legs and pussy. Whilst I moved my hand up her skirt to explore inside her knickers and started to massage her clit and inner labia, which were dripping wet, Kelly was pulling at my belt. She didn't seem to be making much progress so I helped her with my free hand and she undid my trousers, pulled down the zip and started to stroke my cock through my briefs. At this early stage in our relationship Kelly was not particularly vocal during sex, not making much noise even when she came, nor talking dirty at all. I was pretty surprised therefore when she suddenly said "I want to lick you" and my surprise turned to outright astonishment when she pulled my briefs and suit trousers down to my knees, got down on the floor by my seat and followed her desire. She started by licking the side of my shaft, teasing and tormenting me as she increased the pressure, then when she rightly judged that I was nearing boiling point, she took the length of my cock in her mouth and sucked and licked away. Needless to say I was incredibly turned on by this, not only from the fabulous physical sensations, but also the excitement of knowing how risky this whole escapade was, in such a public place. It didn't take long before I knew I was going to come, and I tried to pull back a little in case Kelly didn't want me to explode in her mouth. Her response was simple and incredibly erotic: she just looked up at me and said "Don't stop, go all the way", resuming her sucking as she did so. I didn't need a further invitation and seconds later I had an orgasm the like of which I could barely remember. It went on for what seemed an age, with each pulse of my cock pumping more cum into Kelly's willing mouth. She swallowed and swallowed and finally as I subsided she gave my cock a last suck, licked me clean, got off her knees and sat back beside me. I had just pulled up my briefs and trousers and was about to resume fingering Kelly's pussy when the door behind us into the carriage opened. "Tickets please" said a voice and the guard stood there. Demurely Kelly offered her ticket and I fumbled in my wallet for mine: he clipped them, oblivious of the show he had just missed and walked away down the length of the carriage. Once he had gone through the far door we both started laughing, with a slightly hysterical edge to our mirth knowing how close we had come to being caught in a highly embarrassing situation this early in our affair. From then on our sex life became more and more exciting, and Kelly lost what few inhibitions she had started with. She says that the first time I went down on her was as memorable as when I pumped into her mouth on that late night train -- which is fair enough given that she was sitting completely naked on the edge of a chair in my office whilst I licked her pussy, loving the smell of her sex and the dampness of her labia, before taking her engorged clit in between my lips and teeth, driving her frantic with desire. I should explain that it was in the evening when we had both been 'working late' and no-one else was around, but the risk again added to the excitement of the occasion. She told me that her by then almost ex-boyfriend had gone down on her a few times but never with any great enthusiasm, whereas I love making a woman come like this. Kelly was slightly shy about it at first, insisting that the light was off, but once I started stimulating her clit, all her reservations disappeared. When she came I was afraid she was going to suffocate me, so hard did she grip my head between her thighs. I was desperate to come now, so I stood up and then bent down and thrust my cock straight into her still throbbing pussy. Kelly gasped in surprise but then her second orgasm began to build and she put her hands on my ass, pulling me into her more and more deeply as I pumped furiously. I was already so turned on that it did not take more than a minute or so before I was coming, cum spurting out of my cock deep into her soaking and pulsating pussy. From all of this you will by now have gathered that we are a pretty randy couple, and still very much in love. Sex has got better and better, with both of us working hard to think of new and different means of keeping it that way. Kelly is very vocal now, so noisy in fact when she comes that she often has to bury her face in a pillow for fear of waking the children. She also loves to talk dirty, telling me how hard my cock is and what she wants me to do with it. The only recent downside has been her new job (we haven't worked together since we had our kids), which has meant that she has had to travel much more than before and for longer periods. A couple of nights away is o.k., particularly as we are keen exponents of phone sex, but more than that does start to mean that I am both lonely and horny -- plus usually pretty tired from looking after the kids. Kelly has worried about this and when she found out that her latest assignment would mean more than two weeks away, she offered to resign and find a different job. We discussed it but I knew that this position was exactly what she had been looking for, in that apart from the travelling, it was very flexible and worked well around childcare and so on. Kelly said that she would think about what she could do to make the situation easier for both of us -- I knew that at the back of her mind she was starting to worry that if she was away too much, I might get so frustrated that I would start another affair (I have form, after all), and all the reassurance I offered didn't seem to work. Now, I would not be being honest to say that I have never looked at another woman since being with Kelly -- I don't believe men who say that -- and I have had the odd fantasy about some of her particularly sexy friends, and the occasional woman at a conference, but I have been faithful, for far longer than I have managed in any previous relationship. Nonetheless Kelly was concerned, and as the date of her trip approached I could tell that she was letting dark thoughts of my potential infidelity affect her. Then, about a week before she was due to go away, her mood changed, as if some burden had been lifted, and she seemed to have decided that I could be trusted after all. The last couple of days before she left were sexually frantic even by our standards -- it was fairly rare that we managed to fuck more than once in a session nowadays, with the need for sleep usually taking precedence, but on both these nights we screwed each other with an urgency and vigour which was truly breathtaking; it reminded both of us of the early days of our affair and that passion and excitement which all good relationships begin with. On the morning of her departure Kelly had set the alarm early but she woke even earlier, and before I had properly surfaced she was under the duvet, her mouth fully enclosing my morning hard-on. I began to respond in kind but she stopped and took my wrists in her hands, placing my arms behind my head, which was our sexual code for her 'tying me up' without needing to go to the trouble of getting the dressing gown cords which we usually used for our enjoyable light bondage sessions. This meant that Kelly was intent on completely satisfying me without any concern for her own needs, so I contentedly lay back, wrists 'tied' to the bed posts, and let her have her wicked way. We had fucked twice the night before, the second time on the floor of our bedroom, Kelly on her hands and knees as I thrust into her from behind, so this morning I thought it might take a while for me to come. I had reckoned without my wife's amazing sexual skills, particularly when it comes to blowjobs, and her licking, sucking, fingering of my anus and then licking my perineum (that sensitive area between the anus and scrotum) soon had me teetering on the brink of another orgasm. For once she didn't let me come in her mouth, instead moving herself into position whilst saying filthily "I want your cum all over my tits, give me that hot cum now Baby, you're so hard, your cock is so hot". I didn't need any more encouragement and after one last lick along the length of my shaft and squeeze with her hand I spurted on to her breasts, and then watched as she rubbed the cum into her nipples, saying "God, you make me so horny, I nearly came then when you did." I decided it was time to loosen my imaginary bonds and I put my left hand on top of Kelly's, helping her to massage her nipples and breasts with my cum. My right hand felt between her legs and I wasn't surprised to find her pussy was sopping wet, with her labia and clit engorged and throbbing. I manoeuvred down so that I could get my mouth on to her pussy, kissing her lower lips with mine and then tonguing her clit vigorously. Kelly hadn't exaggerated when she said how horny she was, and within seconds she was gasping "I'm coming, lick me harder Baby, more, more UHHHHHH!" as her orgasm rendered speech impossible. I knew this was a particularly big one from the way in which her whole body bucked, thrashing sideways as she pushed my head away from her. "Something to remember while you're away" I said when our senses had returned to normal, and she smiled in agreement. I wondered whether she might make a comment about not wanting me to get up to anything in her absence but she didn't, seemingly calm and relaxed, or perhaps just satiated after all the fantastic sex. Kelly had arranged for her friend Kaitlyn to help with the childcare whilst she was travelling -- we had known Kaitlyn since we met through the 'ante-natal' group for our first child, and she had rapidly become one of Kelly's closest friends. Kaitlyn was one of the warmest, most loyal and supportive people I knew, and although she was not obviously stunningly attractive, I must admit that she was in the list of Kelly's friends about whom I had occasionally fantasised. She was much taller than Kelly, who is only 5ft 3, being nearly my height (five nine), with good legs (though she rarely wore skirts), full breasts, and very kissable lips. Her style was quite eclectic and she was a bit younger than Kelly, full of laughter and energy. Kaitlyn's own marriage to Jason had had its ups and downs, including a couple of miserable periods when they had lived apart, but things seemed to be on an upward curve at the moment and Kaitlyn was happier than I had seem her for quite a while. We got on very well, enjoying each other's company and very comfortable with our friendship which was more than just my being married to one of her best friends. Unusually for Kelly's girl friends, Kaitlyn also kissed me on the lips whenever we met -- no tongues, of course, but a warm embrace nonetheless and she was generally pretty physical with her male and female friends. Kelly's Gift Kaitlyn didn't come in to help on the first couple of days Kelly was away, but on Wednesday afternoon she was there when I got home from work, having taken over from our childminder, and was cheerfully giving the kids their tea. I was really pleased to see her and went to say hello, expecting our usual warm but chaste kiss. I was surprised, and pretty sure I wasn't imagining it, when the kiss seemed to last longer than usual and I felt her tongue brush firmly against my lips. I was about to respond in kind when she pulled away, leaving me slightly confused. "It's so good to see you", I said, and we chatted cheerfully whilst we got the kids fed, bathed and into bed. Once they were both asleep, I was fully expecting Kaitlyn to head home, but instead she said "Aren't going to offer me some of that wine that I see is already open in your fridge?" "Of course", I said, "I thought you would have to go or I would already have poured you a glass." She explained that her children were staying for the rest of the week at her mother's and Jason was, like Kelly, away for work, so she had arranged things so that she would be able to help me more. "Kaitlyn, that's fantastic!" I exclaimed, really meaning it too, because the kids loved her and she was just so lovely to have around. I quickly poured us each a glass of wine, and got the pizza which had been cooking out of the oven at the same time so that we could share it. I was a bit surprised when Kaitlyn suggested we ate sitting on the sofa rather than at the dining table, but she said it would be more relaxing, and she also put on a Nina Simone cd playing softly in the background. We ate and talked and drank our wine, and then Kaitlyn suddenly, and to my mind completely out of left field, said "You know Alex, it's lucky I fancy you..." I am not usually slow to find something to say but this did catch me unawares, so I just looked at her, confusion no doubt showing on my face. Kaitlyn smiled sweetly at me and waited for me to respond, so I quickly said "And I think you know I find you really sexy too, but I can't quite see what's so lucky about it given we're both married to other people." "Well", she replied, "it's lucky because of the conversation I had with your wife at the beginning of last week." I was becoming more and more intrigued as to where this was leading so kept quiet for once and let her continue. "You know that Kelly has been really worried about this trip, being away from you and the kids for so long, and how you would cope without her. I offered to do anything I could to help, and last week when we were talking about it she suddenly asked if I really meant 'anything'. Kelly is my closest friend and I told her I did mean it, so she said that she was really worried about you and that she was frightened you might have a fling whilst she was away with someone you knew through work - I think she said her name was Helen?" Despite my best efforts I must have looked a bit shifty and embarrassed at this point, because Kaitlyn grabbed my hands, looked straight into my eyes and said, luckily with laughter in her voice, "You bastard, she's right, you do fancy this Helen, whoever she is!" I had to admit that yes, I did think Helen was sexy, but at the same time I had never had any intention of acting on that. "I should bloody hope not, you know you'd have me to answer to if you ever did anything to hurt Kelly." I was still wondering where all this was going, and was also aware that Kaitlyn had not let go of my hands -- in fact, she had pulled me closer to her and had rested one of her hands on my right thigh as I faced her. "The thing is Alex, Kelly was so worried that she asked me to keep an eye on you, and to help make sure that you didn't do anything stupid." "Oh, is that all?" I said, "Well, I can't think of a better jailer." "Not a jailer exactly," Kaitlyn replied quietly, "more of a special friend and helper. You see, Kelly didn't just ask me to watch you, she said that she knew a sure fire way of keeping you from straying." I was starting to hope that actually I did have an idea where we might be heading, but didn't really dare to believe it, so I just said "Chastity belt, bromide in my coffee?" "Not exactly, no" Kaitlyn murmured, and without any warning she pulled my head towards hers and kissed me. This time I was ready for something more than a kiss between friends, and parted my lips to receive her tongue while kissing her back enthusiastically. We kissed passionately for a few minutes, holding each other tightly but no more than that, and then Kaitlyn moved away and said "You really meant it that you fancy me too, don't you?" "I always have" I answered, "I think you're incredibly sexy, but you're one of my wife's best friends." "Well", she said, "I think you may be about to find out that you have the most devoted wife in the world. You see, what Kelly asked me to do was to keep you happy in every way whilst she was away. She said that I could do anything -- that we could do anything -- except for full intercourse, and she told me about some of the things that you particularly enjoyed." I was speechless -- again -- and she went on "Kelly knows you fancy me, and that I've got a real soft spot for you, but she also knows that we both adore her, so she said that she is prepared to take the risk that we might have too good a time because she trusts us." "That's truly incredible", I said, rather lamely, "and you're right, she is the best wife any man could ask for. Are you sure you're o.k. about this, I mean what about Jason?" "Jase and I are o.k. now; I know he has had half-hearted flings in the past, but I trust him now and he trusts me, and nothing that might or might not happen between you and me whilst Kelly is away will affect my relationship with him." I was still trying to take in the enormity of what Kelly had asked Kaitlyn to do, when she kissed me again, this time caressing my inner thigh with one hand and pulling my shirt out of my trousers with the other. I was returning her kisses enthusiastically and starting to feel that maybe I could touch her too, but I was not sure of the 'rules of engagement' which the two women had agreed. Rather than stop for an intellectual discussion, I decided the best way of finding out would be trial and error, so I gently moved my hand on to Kaitlyn's right breast, through her t-shirt. There was no negative response, so, encouraged, I stroked her nipple, and was further encouraged to find that it was already hard to the touch. Kaitlyn meanwhile had undone the buttons on my shirt and was running her fingers through my chest hair "I do like a hairy chest" she said. "What, even when half the hairs are turning grey?" I replied, and she said "Don't you know I've always had a thing for older men?" "Enough of the 'older' stuff" I protested, and ended the exchange by kissing her again. I was still fondling her breasts and tweaking her nipples, and after a bit she said "Would you like me to take my top off?" "What do you think?" I said and she pulled her t-shirt over her head . Her breasts looked great, even in her bra - I noted that she was wearing what to me definitely did not look like an 'everyday' bra, being very lacy, low-cut and nearly see-through in places -- and I moved nearer so that I could kiss and lick her breasts above the edge of her bra. She pressed my head into her body, but then seemed to remember that she was meant to be fulfilling my needs, and pushed me away gently. I was about to complain but was stopped in my tracks by Kaitlyn firmly stroking my cock through my trousers. "Someone's enjoying this" she said, and undid my belt, trouser buttons and zip. I lifted myself up enough for her to finish taking them off and then she firmly stroked my hard-on again, this time just through my briefs. I gasped softly at her touch, and again when she took the head of my cock, still through the material, between her fingers and thumb, pulling as if to try to make my already fully-stretched member longer. We kissed again, and I reached behind her and undid her bra (years of practice coming in handy), feeling her breasts tumble forward heavily as I did so. She pulled back slightly so that I could take the bra off and I took her breasts in my hands, enjoying the fullness and warmth as well as the rock hard nipples. Kaitlyn responded by working my briefs down over my cock, exclaiming "I love a circumsized cock" as she did so. She started a handjob in earnest now, and given that I hadn't even wanked since Kelly had been away, I was close to coming pretty quickly. "I want you to come for me now" she said very throatily, and kissed me deeply again as she continued her exquisite tugging and stroking of my cock. I could feel the cum building deep in my scrotum and I cried out "God, yes, that's so good!" as I pumped my cum on to my stomach and over Kaitlyn's hands. Kaitlyn looked very pleased with herself, and as she wiped her hands with a tissue, she said "I think Kelly would think I did an o.k. job there, what about you?" "That was fabulous" I said, "just what I needed -- as you know. Can I do anything for you though, is that part of the deal too?" "Not now", she replied, "I need to go, but we'll see how we get on..." We kissed once more, put our clothes back on and soon after, Kaitlyn left. "O.k. if I look in tomorrow evening?" she asked. "More than o.k., you know that" I replied and kissed her deeply as we said goodnight. As sometimes happens, the effect of the handjob had actually been to make me feel more horny, not less, but as I lay in bed marvelling at the way the evening had unfolded, and at my wife's amazing 'gift' to me of Kaitlyn's attentions, I resisted the temptation to bring myself off, despite a raging hard-on, and instead went to sleep and dreamt of Kaitlyn's lovely tits. I found it very hard to concentrate at the office the following day, my thoughts constantly drifting instead on to Kaitlyn, and Kelly, and what might be in store. Kaitlyn came round later that evening, when I had already got the children into bed, and we greeted each other with the passion of new lovers -- which, in a way, we were. I already had the wine poured and music on, and we headed straight for the sofa, both seemingly eager to continue where we had left off. This time Kaitlyn was wearing a skirt, and she smiled as I complimented her on her fabulous legs. I stroked them from knee to inner thigh, just brushing against her knickers each time, whilst we kissed and Kaitlyn started to take my shirt off again. "Do you want to stay here, or would you like to try the bedroom?" I asked. "Stay here for now, maybe bed later?" she replied which made me even more excited. Things progressed quickly from there, but more equitably than the first evening, as Kaitlyn let me pull down her knickers and finger her pussy under her skirt. We had removed each other's tops by now and Kaitlyn's bra, and I excitedly kissed her breasts and sucked on her large brown nipples, feeling a bit like a randy teenager. Meanwhile Kaitlyn was working on my cock, alternating firm strokes with her fist encasing the shaft and softer, maddeningly tantalising movements with her fingers running down the protruding vein and on to my scrotum. I sensed that she was approaching orgasm as her chest and neck were starting to flush, and knew that I was not far off either. We were becoming more and more frenzied in our mutual masturbation, almost racing each other to see who could come first. Kaitlyn started to moan, and in the same throaty, sexy voice which had tipped me over the edge the previous day said "I'm coming, I'm coming, I want your cum now!" It didn't take me long to oblige, spurting cum on her hand and stomach as I lurched towards her, overcome by the strength of my orgasm. Kaitlyn writhed under the touch of my thumb on her clit as she came, whilst her pussy clenched and clenched the two fingers I had inside her. There were a few moments of quiet after this momentous first mutual orgasm, whilst the enormity of what we had done sank in. Now it was an affair, after all, even though it was undertaken with the encouragement of one of the absent parties. "Are you really sure Kelly was all right about me doing stuff to you as well?" I asked. "Yes, I am." Kaitlyn answered firmly. "I didn't tell you yesterday but I specifically asked her if you could make me come, I really wanted to push her on it to see whether she was properly comfortable with it, and she was, she really was. She just told me that I wasn't to get too used to it because it was only two weeks -- and she was very keen that we didn't actually fuck, that was definitely a step too far." We held each other close for a while, talking softly about things other than sex and what had happened, drank our wine and enjoyed the new level of our intimacy. Eleven o'clock came and went and I was expecting any minute that Kaitlyn would say she had to go, but instead she said "Didn't you suggest the bedroom earlier?" "Of course, but are you o.k. to stay a bit longer?" "My children are away, remember, I could stay all night if you want -- though it might be best if I'm gone before your kids wake up!" I was thrilled at this, not just at the thought of more sex, but at our sleeping together. I hate sleeping alone, and am really restless when I don't have a warm female body to cuddle up to. Kaitlyn produced a toothbrush from her bag, and we quickly got ready for bed, laughing and joking with each other as old friends do, and without that awkwardness that new lovers can sometimes have at mundane domestic moments. I always sleep nude, but I wasn't sure what Kaitlyn would do, so I got out an old t-shirt in case she seemed to expect me to wear something. After our earlier orgasms we had both put some of our clothes back on, so I was pleased when Kaitlyn took all hers off, including her knickers, and climbed into bed without a word. I quickly did the same, and we kissed and hugged with renewed intensity. Kaitlyn broke off from kissing me and said "Kelly told me you're very keen on blowjobs, is that right?" "That's certainly true" I replied, "but it's fine if you're not so keen, what you did before was great." "Don't worry", she said, "I love giving them, but also receiving, preferably at the same time, if you know what I mean." This was great news as far as I was concerned: Kelly was not that into sixty-nines, saying that she found it hard to concentrate on sucking me at the same time as I was licking her, preferring to 'take turns'. Kaitlyn and I kissed again and then she confirmed her intentions, straddling me with her bum facing me and starting to lick my cock, which was already hard in anticipation. I put my hands on her lower back and pulled her down closer to my mouth, licking her labia and kissing either side of her pussy. Kelly has very fine and light-coloured pubes, which she trims a little round the bikini line but generally leaves quite full -- which I am perfectly happy with. Kaitlyn, in contrast, had very dark, thick pubes, but well trimmed, just in the area immediately around her pussy. I was trying hard to concentrate on giving her as much pleasure as possible, but was unsurprisingly distracted (I do understand Kelly's reservations about sixty-nines) by what was going on further down the bed. Kaitlyn's technique was quite different from Kelly's; she used her tongue less, instead doing more with her lips and mouth, and whilst propping herself up with one hand she had the index finger and thumb of the other hand encircling the base of my cock, slowly pumping me as she sucked. I focused my attentions on her clit now, noting as I did so that she tasted and smelt great, but again very different from Kelly. Kaitlyn clearly had meant what she said about loving sixty-nines, because it wasn't long before she was moaning loudly between sucks on my cock, and saying "That's so good, lick me there, yeah, yeah, harder..." I wondered whether she would want me to come in her mouth as I knew I was getting close, but then she took my sopping wet cock in her hand and massaged it into and between her breasts. This felt amazing, Kelly does it too but Kaitlyn's breasts were fuller and rounder, encasing my hard cock in soft warm flesh. "Come on my tits, Alex, come for me now!" she said, and at the same time she was stretchng and forcing her pussy down on to my mouth, intensifying the pressure of my tongue on her clit. "Yes, now, God, yes" I yelled, and cum began spurting from my cock on to her tits. Kelly responded in kind, moaning loudly as she came, pushing down more and virtually suffocating me with her pussy so desperate was she to get the maximum intensity from her orgasm. Eventually she rolled off, turned round, and with her mouth tasting of my cock and mine of her pussy, we kissed deeply and slowly. Before we fell asleep Kaitlyn set the alarm on her phone for 5.30am, and it seemed we had only been dozing in each other's arms for a few minutes when it beeped irritatingly. "Sorry lover", she said, "but I had better go before nosy children are around." Reluctantly I let her go, but not before a final suck of her nipples and lick of her pussy. "Get off Alex!" she laughed, "I'm never going to get home if you get me worked up again!" She gently pushed me away, got out of bed, dressed quickly (I noticed with amusement that as well as her toothbrush her well-stocked bag included a clean pair of knickers) and quietly let herself out of the front door. Kaitlyn couldn't come over that evening, much to my disappointment, but she was there the day after, this time early enough to help with the kids. Having got them to sleep, Kaitlyn and I spent a decadent evening in bed, as I had bought lots of dips and tasty titbits to eat, and we enjoyed licking hummus off various parts of each other's bodies. Before long Kaitlyn smeared hummus all over my cock and starting licking it off very slowly and thoroughly; I hadn't come yet at that point and was getting closer and closer when she said "Do you want me to finish you off -- you can come in my mouth if you want?" "You really are a star, you know that don't you?" "Just following my instructions..." There was no more talking for a bit then as she concentrated her attentions on my cock and balls, using her lovely full lips to good effect and then taking me completely in her mouth. Even her deep-throating felt different from Kelly's, but it was no less effective and soon I was ready to come, feeling that amazing tension you get in the seconds before orgasm. One thing Kaitlyn did have in common with Kelly was judicious use of a finger in my anus, and her doing so pushed me over the edge, so that I came with a suddenness that surprised both of us. Kaitlyn seemed to choke slightly on the first spurt of cum but recovered quickly and swallowed the rest down easily, before moving off me and saying with a dirty laugh "I'm not sure which tastes better, your spunk or the hummus!" Naturally I was soon returning the favour, taking my time over it and teasing her wickedly by knowingly getting her to the very brink of coming several times before bringing her to orgasm properly. I was rewarded with Kaitlyn virtually screaming in pleasure, her legs and pelvis lurching upwards uncontrollably as she came. "You bastard" (one of her favourite expressions), she said when she had got her breath back, "you were doing that deliberately, weren't you?" "Maybe" I replied, and she tried to hit me with a pillow, but I ducked and then grabbed her for a kiss. The next ten days passed in a blur of sexual and social intimacy. Kaitlyn was only able to stay the night once more, but she was with me a lot of the time, and we had a hilarious picnic with all four children on the weekend where we played lots of games which by a happy coincidence seemed to end in Kaitlyn and I having to hug and kiss in triumph or consolation. Kelly's Gift Soon it was only two nights before Kelly would be returning, and I felt a weird mixture of excitement at her imminent presence, and disappointment that this extraordinary time with such a warm, wonderful and fun lover was nearly at an end. Kaitlyn had insisted that we had kept to her deal with Kelly and hadn't allowed me anywhere near her pussy with my cock, not even letting me lie right on top of her in case I got the wrong idea. The night we had slept together again I had woken at one point to find that I was, in my sleep, pushing my erect shaft in between her legs from behind, but as soon as I moved to see if I could develop the situation, Kaitlyn stirred and said sleepily "None of that, you know the rules" before gently pushing me away. She did turn over though, kissed me fully and added "I'd like to too, but I made a promise, and I'm not going to let Kelly down." I was really pleased when Kaitlyn told me that she had managed to arrange to stay the last night before Kelly's return, and this time we even told my kids that ''Auntie Kaitlyn" would be staying the night, getting them involved with pulling out and making the sofa bed so that they would not ask any awkward questions. As soon as the children were in bed we went to bed too, keen to make the most of our final hours together. We made each other come very quickly with handjobs, then had a long and leisurely sixty-nine at the end of which Kaitlyn came but I didn't. "What's wrong Sweetie, spunk run out?" she said, and I must have looked a bit mournful because her tone changed and she spoke more seriously. "Look Alex" she continued, "this has been the most incredible two weeks, and I think we've both enjoyed every moment. But just remember who's going to be back in this bed with you tomorrow, and think about what she's done for you in arranging for me to be here instead of her. She's going to want you to be happy, relaxed, fulfilled but ready for her too, and definitely not pining for me or changed in any way." "I know, you're right, and I'll be fine, I'm just trying to take in everything that has happened and deal with it." "You will", Kaitlyn said, "and remember, this won't be the last trip Kelly does for work, and if she thinks that we're o.k. and that it has worked for you, for me and most of all for her, perhaps she will ask me to 'look after' you again." I knew she was right, and decided I should try to make the most of our remaining time together. Kaitlyn was obviously thinking the same, because she continued "Anyway, as this is our last night together for now, I've got a little treat in mind for you -- but only if you stop moping!" "I'm fine, honestly, especially if there's a treat in store..." I replied, and she said "Good, be a love and see if you can reach my bag will you?" I leaned half out of bed and managed to pull her bag towards me, then handed it to her. She delved inside it for a bit (what is it about women and the amount of stuff they have in their bags?) then pulled something out with a happy "Ah-hah!". She showed me her prize, a small tube which I recognised as a well-known brand of stimulating lubricant. "I thought this might help us to keep going tonight, you weren't planning to sleep too much were you?" "No, sleep's over-rated I find, at least it is when you're with a sexy and gorgeous woman," I said, "and especially if you've got some good ideas for what we might do with some of that." Kaitlyn had that wicked gleam in her eyes which I had come to know and love over the last two weeks, and she poured some of the lube on to her hands, then gently massaged it into my stirring cock. I felt an immediate tingling sensation, not unpleasant but a bit sharp. "Don't worry" Kaitlyn said, seeing the look on my face, "if you haven't used this one before, that effect wears off quickly, then you start to get the full benefits." She poured some on to my hands now, and when I had checked that it was o.k. to rub it anywhere I wanted on her, I massaged some in turn on to her breasts and then her pussy, being deliberately gentle both so that it did not sting her, but also because I wanted to build her pleasure gradually. My cock was fully erect now, and I was expecting Kaitlyn to start another slow handjob whilst I did the same to her. Instead, she pulled me on top of her, our naked bodies for the first time full-length together, and taking my shaft in her right hand, began to rub it on to her stomach and pubes, just above the top of her pussy. "I thought this wasn't allowed" I murmured into her ear, and she whispered back "Don't worry, I'm in charge, and we're still not going to fuck..." And she was right, we didn't actually fuck, if fucking can only be defined by the man's cock fully entering the woman's pussy -- but we did everything else possible but that... First, Kaitlyn used my hard cock to stimulate her clit, rubbing the head of my shaft against her engorged bud for so long that I thought I was going to both scream and come at the same time from the incredibly intense sensation, almost painful with the additional stimulation of the lube, but she stopped just in time to prevent my climax, knowing me well enough now to be able to anticipate it. Kaitlyn was also very near coming and I wanted her to do so again, so before she could stop me I inserted two fingers into her pussy, having added a bit of extra lube first, and then massaged her clit hard with my thumb. She was so wet with the lube and her own juices that my fingers kept almost slipping out, but she was also incredibly near the edge, and very soon I felt that familiar squeezing of my fingers as her climax built. "Christ, yes, Alex, make me come harder, that's so good" she gasped and I kept going for as long as she could stand, riding the waves of her orgasm which seemed to go from one high to another without any pause. Eventually she pulled away and kissed me deeply, looking into my eyes as she did so and saying "You know, I'm not just saying this, but every time I come with you is up there with the very best I've ever had." "You're very kind, young lady" I said in my most humble tone, "but isn't it my turn now?" "Don't worry Sweetie, I haven't forgotten you" Kaitlyn said, and she rubbed more lube on to my still hard cock. She rolled on to her side then, bum pointing sweetly towards me, and I turned the same way so that my cock was pressing against her back. She adjusted our positions so that my cock could press between her ass cheeks, and then started to rub my shaft into her. It wasn't quite full anal sex, but it was pretty close, and the effect was incredibly erotic, her hand pumping my shaft into her ass as I thrust with her movements. I could feel that I was getting near coming but again she stopped me short, pulling away from me and then pushing me on to my back, before straddling me facing my feet. I propped my head up with pillows so that I could enjoy the view and she began to rub her pussy along the length of my cock, backwards and forwards faster and faster until I knew that this time she was going to let me finish. Kaitlyn had one hand under my cock to increase the pressure of it on her labia, and at the same time she began stroking my balls too, which was the final touch that I needed. "Yes, yes, now, I'm coming, I'm coming, oh God yes" I managed to splutter as I felt my hot cum spurt out, with extra intensity because of the way in which Kaitlyn had built me up to this huge climax. Some of the spunk rubbed into her pubes and on to her pussy lips, and when she had moved off me and turned round to lie beside me, Kaitlyn scooped what she could up with her fingers, kissed me and then inserted her fingers into both of our mouths so that together we could lick the potent combination of her juices, my cum and the lube. We slept for a bit then, but neither of us wanted to waste too much of our last night, so before we dozed off completely Kaitlyn set her alarm for 4am. When it woke us it was immediately clear that our moods had changed a little. An air of something rather like nostalgia was setting in, akin to the feeling you can experience towards the end of a really good holiday -- you know it has been a wonderful time and are trying to make the most of your last few hours, but at the same time you know the dreamlike state is nearly over. Our love-making was different too: we were very gentle now, without the urgent intensity of the previous evening, exploring each other's bodies as fully as we could, tasting, smelling, feeling and talking softly in the half-light of dawn. I had only ever felt such closeness of connection as this with Kelly before now, which said an awful lot for what Kaitlyn and I had found in each other over the past fortnight. Soon it was nearly time when the kids would be awake, so Kaitlyn accelerated her actions, taking my cock fully into her mouth, stroking the shaft firmly between the thumb and forefinger of one hand and, yes, inserting a finger from the other up my anus. She took her mouth off my cock just long enough to say "Give me your spunk one last time, Alex, I really need it now" and that, together with all that she was doing, was enough for me. I came with a renewed vigour, although not much of the spunk she was after, and she sucked me happily as I did so. Of course I returned the favour, making her come quickly by licking her clit hard and fingering her G-spot at the same time, and again her orgasm seemed to be a long one, not as violent as some before, but with waves of pleasure overwhelming her. We got up then so that we were ready when the kids surfaced, having made sure that the sofa bed looked like it had been slept in, and we had a deliberately cheery breakfast before Katilyn headed home and I got the children ready to go and pick up Kelly at the airport. I was wondering how she would be when we met; we had spoken on the phone, of course, but the time difference and cost of calls had meant that the conversations were quite brief, and she had only asked about Kaitlyn a couple of times, just saying something like "Is Kaitlyn looking after you well then?" to which I had given a suitably bland reply. Kaitlyn had told me that soon after our first full night together she had spoken to Kelly as well, and, without going into any details, let her know that Kaitlyn was doing as asked, that we were getting on fine and that I seemed very happy with the arrangement. I knew therefore that Kelly would have some idea of what had been going on, but I was slightly concerned as to how she would manage the reality of her gift to me... The kids saw her first as she emerged from customs, and they both ran to her for hugs and kisses. I caught them up and we all embraced, a family reunited but one where perhaps things had changed. With all the excitement of Kelly's return and unwrapping the presents she had got us, eating, drinking and letting the kids stay up a bit late it was well into the evening before Kelly and I were able to sit down together and talk properly. I had thought carefully about what I was going to say when we talked about the time I had spent with Kaitlyn, and had decided that since Kelly had initiated the whole thing anyway, honesty was obviously the best policy, but unless really pressed I intended to spare Kelly the full details, figuring that she would not necessarily want to know exactly what we had got up to in her absence. I thought I had managed to pre-empt Kelly's inevitable questions by immediately thanking her for what she had arranged with Kaitlyn, saying that we had had a lot of fun and that it had made a huge difference to my coping with Kelly's absence. My wife knows me too well, however, and can always tell when I am talking about something in such a way as to avoid too detailed questioning, so she went straight for the jugular: "Did you fuck her Alex, that's what I need to know?" "No, I didn't, we stuck to the rules, and you know neither of us would do that to you as you specifically told Kaitlyn you didn't want us to." "Good, I'm glad, and I know you are telling the truth. You liked my gift then, did you?" Kelly said, clearly relaxing a little now that she had found out what she had really wanted. I told her some of what Kaitlyn and I had got up to, without making it sound too intense or that we had got too involved, and Kelly seemed happy with what I told her. It was getting late, neither of us had had much sleep the night before -- me with Kaitlyn, Kelly on her flight home -- so we went to bed. I wasn't sure whether we would have sex or not given both how tired we were, and what had being going on whilst Kelly was away, but she pulled me to her as soon as we were in bed, kissed me with her usual thoroughness, and said cheekily "Have you got any cum left for me, Sweetheart, or did Kaitlyn drain you dry?" Kelly didn't know how close she was to the truth, but having her back in my arms was having the desired effect and soon we were fucking, gently at first but then with more urgency. Kelly came first, and I was starting to wonder whether I would, but then she said in her best sexy voice "Come on, you can do it, I want your cum now", and with her fingers everywhere around my scrotum and anus stimulated me to a sharp but somewhat short orgasm. Life got back to normal after this, and Kelly and I saw plenty of Kaitlyn as we always did. Kaitlyn and I were rarely together on our own, and even when we were we were careful not to do anything that would upset Kelly if she saw us. The only thing that had definitely changed, but would not be apparent unless you were watching very closely, was that when Kaitlyn and I kissed on meeting or leaving we took the chance to put our tongues quickly into each other's mouths, almost as if to keep the spark going between us. Had all of this changed Kelly and my relationship? I can honestly say that it hadn't; as I said before, one of the reasons I love Kelly so much is because of the way in which she keeps me fulfilled through thick and thin, and her gift of Kaitlyn to me was just another way in which she did this. I couldn't help wondering, mind you, when Kelly's next long trip for work would be, and what might happen...but that's another story.