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Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 01

By: robertl



This is a continuation of Michelle's Sexuality Awakened. You may want to read that story before reading this, although I will give a brief summary. Thank you very, very much to Nicki Taylor for her expert help in editing this story! Any mistakes still in the story are mine alone.

After fifteen years of marriage, my wife, Michelle shocked me, telling me about her college boyfriend, Mike, who she slept with during her four years of college. That revelation renewed my fantasy of Michelle having sex with other guys that started when we had an erotic night with one of my Coast Guard friends shortly after we were married (see "The Night I Shared my Wife")

I encouraged her to renew a sexual relationship with Mike and she recently returned from a weekend of bliss with him in Seattle. Her description of the sex they had so enraptured me that I needed to actually see her having sex with him. The following is the subsequent account of her latest encounter with him. 

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After Michelle's description of her weekend with Mike, I asked her to call him again and set up another date in our hometown, Pasco, Washington, as I wanted to actually see them together. Michelle told me that Mike was still in love with her from their affair sixteen years ago and the sex she described to me from the weekend was pretty fantastic. Michelle expressed her love for me above all else, but I have a burning need to actually see her and her lover together. And did I even want it to go further than that? Did I actually want my beautiful wife to have a long term affair with Mike? Was there a chance of losing my wife? I'd thought about that before, starting fifteen years ago with Alec, then again when she was in Seattle with Mike. She's assured me it can't happen. She told me that I'm the perfect husband, a great lover, good friend, we're madly in love with each other and I'm still willing to share her with a lover. But still, I know there's a huge element of danger that felt like a drug I have to take that slowly loses its effectiveness...you have to take more and stronger doses. Like stronger doses of the drug, I wanted Michelle to be more and more intimate with Mike. I know that if I ever did lose her I'd be completely shattered forever. That's why it's so much like an addictive recreational drug. You know it can ruin your life, but you have to take it anyway.

I was realizing that only a few months ago, Michelle and I were a normal loving couple madly in love with only each other. Now, my lust was to see her with another guy and maybe even to have an extended affair with him. The thought of that possible affair with another guy lusting after my wife and her returning his lust made me rock hard every time I thought about it. I simply couldn't resist encouraging her into it!

"Honey, I want you to see him again."

"You want me to go to Seattle again?"

"No, I want you to invite him here. I need to see you with him. I don't understand, but I need to see you together. I know you want to and I have a burning need to see him make love with you. Over the last few weeks and especially after the weekend you were gone I discovered something of myself that I had only glimpsed before. I need to see my beautiful wife in another man's arms. I want to be there when you meet him. I want to see him kiss you, dance with you, see him take you to his hotel room. If there's a way, I want to see you make love with him. I want to see how desirable you are to another man.

"Baby, I don't know how to explain it, it's like the strongest aphrodisiac on the planet to me. Even knowing he loves you, knowing it's dangerous, I guess knowing how bad he wants you and even that he loves you makes it all the more exciting for me."

I could barely hear her, "To be honest, it scares me how bad I want Mike, I liked him, liked being with him and especially liked making love with him and want to again, everything so much more than sixteen years ago in college."

"And it scares me how much I want you to want him. Tell me, the fact that you like him, that you have an emotional involvement with him, what does that do for your sex with him?"

"You want the actual truth? It makes it so much better."

"That's what I would have suspected. Babe, I want your sex with Mike to be the best it can be. If that means more and more emotional involvement, then so be it. Just not enough that you'll want him over me. Think of it like a swimmer above a big waterfall, the closer she gets to the waterfall, the faster the current is and the more likelihood that she'll be swept over. But there's that spot just before the waterfall where she can still just barely keep from going over. And knowing how close she is is so exhilarating to her. That's how I like to think of you with Mike, you like him...a lot, the closer you are to him emotionally, the more you enjoy the sex. I want you to push the boundary between lust and outright love to the very edge. If you know you'll go over the emotional waterfall if you move an inch closer, I want you three quarters of an inch closer for your experience to be the absolute best possible."

"Sweetie, I don't know if I can do that, what if I get too close, what if I fall madly in love with him?"

"You won't. I trust you. I just don't want you to be afraid and stay too far back from the waterfall."

So, we had made a decision to call Mike and ask him to come to Pasco to meet her again for the express purpose of making love with her...and come ever so close to falling in love with him. Our sex seemed to get hotter and hotter. Michelle was dressing more and more provocatively for me and even when we went out, her dresses were shorter, her panties skimpier...almost always silk or satin thongs instead of the cotton briefs she used to wear. She was feeling sexy and it showed in her whole demeanor. When we went out, she wasn't afraid of kissing me, and sometimes pretty passionately when we were in public places. We experimented more than we ever had before and almost always Michelle had a screaming orgasm. Neither of us could wait until nighttime when we could make love together.

Mike and Michelle had made love so many times in Seattle that Michelle kept thinking of little tidbits of their lovemaking to tell me, keeping both of our fires stoked nearly constantly. It was all I could think about at work, then when we got home our lips would be on each other, frantically going from one part of our bodies to another. I couldn't believe how it turned me on to think that another guy had ravished my beautiful wife, making love with her again and again and that before long I was going to be seeing them together with my own eyes.

We were concerned about the possibility that Michelle might be pregnant after going to Seattle, so we waited until after her next period started before she called him. It did come, but a few days late, which left us pretty nervous for those few days. It did give us those few extra days of lovemaking before we had to call a temporary halt though.

One evening before we went to bed, Michelle told me she had a couple things she wanted to talk to me about before she called Mike and set up another weekend. "Honey, you remember how we used to want a baby? I still want someday to be a mom. I was thinking, what would you think if I didn't use any birth control when Mike's here?"

"Sweetheart, you want to let Mike get you pregnant?"

She became very emotional, whispering softly, "Yes, I still want a baby. Even if Mike was the biological father, you would still be daddy. It would be your little boy or girl as much as mine. And, you've wanted a baby as much as I have." We had tried to adopt, but it had proven next to impossible to adopt an infant. We'd been to doctors and the problem was that my sperm count was too low to impregnate her. Even if we could afford the exorbitant cost of the fertility treatment, I still didn't have enough sperm that the doctors could use artificially.

"We need to think about that. That would be a pretty big step. We need to think about it and talk about it quite a bit more before we make that kind of decision."

"Well, you know, it probably wouldn't happen. I did a little research and found out that the odds of a woman my age getting pregnant are a lot less than they were just a few years ago, actually pretty slim."

I was pretty nervous about it, but I knew it was something Michelle wanted pretty bad, so I wasn't going to have a closed mind about it. I think I already knew the answer. I loved her enough that if this was something she really wanted, I would let her try. Besides, I had always wanted a little person around the house too. I would be nervous about it being Mike's baby, but she was right, I would be daddy.

"What else did you want to talk about?"

"The night I'm with Mike, I want you to make a date with Jacqui. It can just be for dinner, but I would enjoy myself that much more if I knew you were with someone having a good time that evening. And besides, like I told you earlier, girls can have fantasies about their husbands too."

"Honey, I had a grand total of two dates except with you and both of those were flops. There's no way I could do that."

She looked at me with a determined look on her face, "Sweetheart, that's going to be part of the deal. No date with Jacqui, no date with Mike."

"Argh! You know I wouldn't be able to call her. I would have been too bashful to even talk to you at that basketball game if you hadn't come up to me."

"Didn't seem like you were too bashful to kiss her and even nibble on her nipple that night. And she did tell you to call her if you changed your mind. You said she wanted to hear about my weekend with Mike. Have you ever gone back and talked to her since then?"

"No, I haven't. That night I got carried away with the situation. It was a one-time thing. I wouldn't even know how to ask her out."

"How about if we go to Victoria's Secret together and talk to her. Would that make it easier?"

I was feeling like this was a losing battle. Nervous as I was about it, I agreed. I didn't want to miss out on seeing Mike and Michelle together and if this was the only way, then I would do it. Might be fun, I thought.

"Okay, babe, how do we do this, do you call Mike first to set up a time and hope Jacqui's free that night, or do we talk to Jacqui and hope Mike's free?"

"I'll call Mike first. It will be a full weekend for him and out of town. If Jacqui isn't free that evening, we'll try to reschedule another time with Mike."

ooOoo

That night, after I agreed to try and get a date with Jacqui, I was especially horny, thinking how it would be going to dinner with her. I didn't think it would lead to anything else, but it was fun thinking about and our lovemaking that night was even better than normal. Michelle was sucking my cock like she was afraid she'd never see another one in her life. Before Mike came into her life again, she only rarely went down on me but now it was a regular occurrence and I loved it. She twirled her tongue around me and sucked until I was just at the verge of coming, then she let me slip her panties off and kneeled down on all fours, jutting her beautiful butt up, encouraging me to slip my cock inside her. Oh God, this woman felt good when she did that. I loved her so much!

The next day we talked about the baby again and decided to skip the contraception. We weren't going to make any particular effort for her to get pregnant, but if it happened we would welcome our new baby into our lives. We also decided to not tell Mike what we were doing. If it happened, we'd deal with the question of what to tell Mike then. Maybe a little shortsighted, but we honestly didn't know how to deal with that.

Michelle knew I wanted to watch her and Mike making love, so we decided that she would tell Mike I was going to be out of town for a night or two and she would bring him to our house while I was gone. I'd make a reservation in the Best Western in Kennewick. We had a big patio door on our bedroom that I would be able to watch through, along with enough property that I could hide outside and not be visible. I wouldn't be able to hear anything, but maybe that would happen another time. We had wanted a full height mirror for quite a while, so decided this would be a good time to get one and put it on the wall opposite the patio door. There's a slight rise behind our house that would put me high enough to clearly see the other side of the bed through the mirror. 

Michelle had been talking to Mike periodically on the phone, letting him know she had enjoyed Seattle and how badly she wanted to see him again, but they hadn't made any plans. She called him again and asked if he'd be able to come to Pasco on March 28th. That was still a few weeks away, giving us time to make all the arrangements and hopefully set up a date with Jacqui. Michelle let Mike know that I was going to be out of town then and that she wanted him to stay with her at our house. 

Now that she had a tentative date set with Mike, there was that last frightening thing we needed to do. Michelle dragged me down to Victoria's Secret to talk to Jacqui. When we didn't see her on the floor, I was ready to turn around and go home, but Michelle asked the clerk if Jacqui was available somewhere. "She's in back. I'll get her for you." I didn't know whether to be distraught that we hadn't gotten out of there before asking or relieved that she was there after all. The one thing I did know was that I was a bundle of nerves and scared nearly to death!

When Jacqui saw us, she got a big grin on her face. I was so nervous I was shaking. I had no idea how to do this. But, Jacqui seemed so genuinely glad to see us that it bolstered my little dab of courage, so I forged right ahead, "Jacqui, remember my telling you about Michelle's date with her college boyfriend?"

"How could I forget, the only time I've ever heard that in here." 

"Well, it turned out really well and they're having another date on March 28th and I...I... was wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me that night?"

My legs were trembling, almost to the point that I couldn't stand on them. She looked at me and over at Michelle, smiled and said, "I'd absolutely love to? What time?"

I was more than a little bit shocked that she accepted, "Well, I was thinking dinner about 7:30, maybe pick you up about 7:00."

"Ooh, that might be a little problem. The store doesn't close until 9:00." In my nervousness, I had kind of forgotten that. Seems like it would have been embedded in my mind since I met her here right after 9:00 that night she modeled the clothes for me. "Let me make a quick phone call and see if I can get someone to cover for me that afternoon."

She pulled out her cell phone and made a call, "Hi, Tina, I've had something come up on the 28th in the afternoon. I'm wondering if you could take my shift that afternoon?" We waited a little bit until she went on, "Wonderful, I'd like to get out of here no later than 1:00. Thanks Tina, I really appreciate it." 

"Tina can take my shift that afternoon. We trade off quite a bit, so I didn't think it would be a problem for her. It won't be long until she needs someone to help her out. Where are we going, what kind of clothes do I need to wear, formal, casual or what?"

My shock was starting to give way to anticipating that this might be fun, "We're going to the Inferno Nightclub, so something appropriate for that."

"Oooh, sounds like something sexy might be in order." That sounded pretty good to me, she's a very pretty girl.

"Your wife has a date with her boyfriend that night?" She looked at Michelle and smiled, "What will we be doing after dinner?"

"I have some plans right after dinner, so I'd probably take you home, then I'm going to be staying in a hotel that night so Michelle and Mike can use our bedroom."

She looked at both me and Michelle with a twinkle in her eye, that same twinkle I saw a month ago when I first told her about Michelle and her boyfriend. She told Michelle, "That sounds like you're going to have a good time." Then she looked back over to me, "Since Michelle will be busy that night, if she didn't mind, would you want to stay at my house instead of a hotel?"

My mouth kind of dropped open unable to say anything. Before I could regain my wits and politely decline, Michelle got a big grin on her face and spoke up, "He would love to!" I looked at her like she was out of her bloomin' mind! That wasn't our agreement, she and I had only talked about a dinner date with Jacqui.

"Good. Robert, you can pick me up at my house at 7:00. I'm really looking forward to it!" She wrote her address on her business card and Michelle and I left.

As soon as we got out of the store, I asked Michelle, "Baby, what the heck are you doing? You know I can't do that!"

She smiled back at me, "Honey do you know how much more I'm going to enjoy the night knowing that you're going to be well taken care of. And besides that, she's young and absolutely gorgeous. You can't tell me you wouldn't like to spend a night with her."

I didn't know what to say. She was right. After Jacqui's modeling session with me, spending a night with her would be pretty near the top of my to do list. But, it took me by such a surprise that I didn't know how to react to it. My cock did though and Michelle noticed it and let out a very cute giggle at my predicament trying to get out of the mall with no one noticing the huge tent in my pants. 

The next week and a half Michelle and I continued to have absolutely fantastic sex. Michelle was anticipating her nights of passion with Mike and I was anticipating watching it, fulfilling a fantasy that had been festering for the last fifteen years, since watching Michelle and Alec in Kodiak. I kept thinking about that night a few weeks ago when Michelle had made love with me, showing me what it had been like between her and Mike the day before. Ever since she got home from her weekend with Mike in Seattle, we made love every night, except during her monthlies. It was the most passion filled, meaningful lovemaking imaginable, with Michelle coming at least once, sometimes a couple times. And I certainly didn't discount the effect on me of anticipating what a night with Jacqui might be like.

Michelle warned me several times what the sex between her and Mike would be like, lots of kissing, foreplay and very erotic lovemaking. She usually talked about it during our foreplay and it turned us both on so that our bodies were literally shaking with need for each other. I had seen her and Alec fucking in Kodiak. But anticipating seeing her with an actual lover was even more exciting than watching that night of fucking with Alec.

Michelle and I quit having sex starting the Sunday before our Friday night dates. We both wanted the other to be extra turned on by the time the big night arrived, but three weeks that we had abstained before she went to Seattle had been too long. As much fun as that had been, it was simply too long. During that week, Michelle alternated between wearing the two very sexy nightgowns I had purchased from Victoria's Secret before she went to Seattle and we snuggled and kissed every night. It was pretty hard for me when she wore the pink babydoll that Jacqui had modeled for me that night. My imagination was in overdrive thinking about Jacqui and what she might wear to bed Friday night, or not wear. Michelle of course couldn't help but ask me if she or Jacqui were sexier wearing it. Naturally, I had to be diplomatic answering, remembering that Michelle was the girl I loved and lived with, and I certainly didn't want to offend her. "Oh, Jacqui by far! I think she's about the sexiest girl I've ever seen." That got me a gentle fist to the shoulder.

Friday morning we got up, both of us nervously getting ready for work, me to City Hall and Michelle to her attorney's office. The day was going to be a gloriously warm late March day, so Michelle wore a moderately light, short dress. I didn't get a chance to see her undies as she had dressed in our dressing room with the door closed. She was the very essence of sweet and sexy that morning. I asked her if that was what she was going to wear tonight and she said no, she had something much better in mind. I was mentally going through her wardrobe, wondering what she was planning to wear.


Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02



This is a continuation of Michelle's Continuing Affair. In order to understand this story, you'll need to read those first. Again, thank you very much to Nicki Taylor for help with editing.



Mike left for Seattle Sunday morning after breakfast. Shortly after he left, Michelle and I sat down to talk about the weekend. "Honey," Michelle started, "I need to know, what are you really thinking about me and Mike?"

I paused for some time, trying to think how to answer her question. "Babe, there hasn't ever been anything hotter than watching you and Mike together, especially last night. I don't know how to explain it more than we've already talked about, but I can't get over the thrill of you having sex with Mike. If you're wondering if I still want you to see him again, then the answer to that is absolutely yes!"

"Sweetheart, what would you say if I told you I wanted more?"

I looked at her a bit quizzically wondering what she meant. "What do you mean more?"

She was kind of biting her bottom lip, like she did when she was nervous about something, "Mike and I talked before you got here Saturday morning. I'd like to actually date him, you know, like boyfriend and girlfriend."

I looked at her, concerned at what she was telling me. Somehow this was scaring me a little bit, even more than the intimate love making I had seen. "So how would that work exactly, Mike is in Seattle, you're here. What would it mean for you and me? Where's it eventually going?"

She almost started crying, "Sweetheart, I don't know all the answers. Mike isn't taking anything away from how I love you, but we really care for each other and want more than just an occasional fuck."

I'm thinking to myself how to respond to this, isn't this what I had secretly been wanting all along? I want her to care for him. It's exactly what I had told her not long ago about the emotional waterfall. She's getting closer and closer to the edge, that makes that 'occasional fuck' more and more meaningful and better for her. And at this point, even as powerful as my jealousy toward him was...and even my fear of losing her, that strong drug addiction was even more powerful than my fears, it was like a moth to a flame, even though I knew I could be destroying myself, I couldn't bear to have her stop seeing Mike. How do I explain it to her, when I don't understand it myself?

As I've said before, Michelle and I are experiencing a fantastic sex life right now...sSo why my urge for her to be with Mike? Maybe because he's the big reason for that fantastic sex life. Before he came into our lives we had settled into fairly routine sex. Since January 1st, when Michelle first told me about Mike we rarely skip a night making love, except during her monthly. Maybe I'm afraid that if Michelle loses that connection with Mike, our sex will return to be as mundane as it had been. And I had to admit to myself, I felt that Michelle having sex with Mike justified me having a sexual relationship with Jacqui, which I definitely didn't want to give up, now that I had experienced her that first time.

"Babe," I whispered to her, "Make whatever arrangement with Mike you need to. All I ask is that you always come home to me. I love you," even though the thought in the back of my mind kept trying to surface, what if one time she doesn't come home? Even though it's scary, There's something so sexy about Michelle having her independence dating Mike. And, I guess, especially that I won't know what she's doing with him...and too, the incredible chemistry between her and Mike.

"Thank you honey, I love you too." 

I noticed she didn't say that she would always come home. Was that intentional? Or simply something she didn't think she needed to say?

"And what about Jacqui? You can date her too, you know."

That was another thing I couldn't help but wonder about a little bit. Was Michelle setting me up with Jacqui just in case? I was afraid to ask her that question. But I also couldn't help but want to see more of Jacqui, she seemed too good to be real. I started to daydream, thinking of her beautiful body and what it had been like to make love with her.

When I didn't respond to Michelle's suggestion that I could date Jacqui, she mentioned it again, "Why don't you see if she'd like to learn to square dance? We can take her to the lessons Friday nights, then if you want to, you can drop me off and take her to dinner...or something else."

I looked at my wife straight in her eyes, "And if I didn't make it home Friday night, would you be OK with that?"

Michelle looked at me just as intently, "Yes."

"You do understand the chemistry between me and Jacqui is positively incredible?

"Yes, and I like that it is."

I knew that Michelle kept in pretty constant contact with Mike, although she didn't share any of the details with me. That's what independence means, she doesn't have to share it with me. From some of her grins and giggles when she was texting and I was there, I suspected she and Mike were likely sexting to each other.

Jacqui and I talked and texted quite a bit as well. It was hard to see her since she had to work until after nine nearly every day, then was tired after work. I asked her if she would like to come to the square dance lessons with us and she was enthusiastic about that, sounded like a lot of fun to her. Her problem was that it's on Friday nights which are always busy at the store and she had taken the Friday before off to be with me, so wouldn't be able to for a couple weeks. 

When the Friday finally rolled around that Jacqui could get off, Michelle and I picked her up at 6:30. 

I had told her that her work clothes, which were always a very attractive skirt and blouse, would be perfectly appropriate for lessons. The ladies don't ever wear square dance clothes for the Friday night lessons, just to the dances, which in our club are the first and third Saturday of each month.

When we arrived at our dance hall, our other club members were pleased and surprised to have a young attractive beginner. We didn't want to raise any suspicions as to our actual relationship, so Michelle and I danced in the square together, letting the other guys dance with Jacqui. Typically at a lesson, the caller will teach five or six new moves through the evening, practicing each one until it becomes second nature, gradually expanding the list of calls the beginner knows. I think square dancing is the ultimate 'partner swapping' dance, as each lady moves around the square, dancing with each of the four men in the square about the same amount.

When the lesson was finished that evening and we all said our goodbye's to our friends, Michelle was true to her word. She asked me to drop her off at home so Jacqui and I could have the rest of the evening together. We went to dinner at my favorite restaurant, the Black Angus, which has semi-private booths. Through dinner, we snuggled together, snuck some kisses and giggled about the square dancing fun. I can't remember most of what we talked about, mostly just trying to get to know each other better. I know that I really liked this girl and was falling for her fast!

After dinner, we drove to a secluded area of Columbia Park overlooking the Columbia River. It was fairly cool outside, so we sat in the car, simply looking at each other without talking for a few minutes and finally came together for a kiss. I don't feel like I'm a very good author and it's hard to describe that kiss. It was sensual, erotic and extremely stimulating, making me hard as a rock. I don't know how long we were together in that kiss until I couldn't help myself and reached under her blouse to her breast, gently massaging her over her sexy Victoria's Secret bra until she asked me to unsnap it. While I was reaching behind unsnapping her bra, she was undoing several buttons on her blouse, letting it open so that I could take her bare nipple in my mouth and suck. We must have sat in the car making out like horny teen-agers for at least an hour or two until I told her I needed to take her home.

When we arrived at her house, I walked her to the door, she unlocked it and asked if I would spend the night with her. Oh how tempting it was! But I told her no, I really wanted us to date and get to know each other before we made love again. We kissed again on her front porch and agreed to make another date as soon as we could. As I walked to my car, she was still standing on the porch and threw me a kiss as got in.

I drove home with a feeling of euphoria at what a relationship with this girl was going to bring. Like Michelle with Mike, I wanted it to be much more than just sex. When I arrived home and walked in our front door, Michelle was still up watching a movie. She was more than a little surprised to see me and asked how my date was?

"Fantastic! We went to the Black Angus, got to know each other a little more, then went to the park. We kissed and made out and I took her home, kissed her again and left."

"You didn't make love with her?"

"No, I told her we needed to get to know each other better before we had sex again. I really like her, she's very special."

Michelle got up, walked over to me and said, "Mmmm, I'm glad. I suspect you're horny and I know I am just thinking about it." She reached down, feeling me, wrapping her hand around me, "Pretty obvious I'm right. Come with me lover boy." And she led me to our bedroom.

She stood in front of me, doing a slow strip tease, torturing me with how slowly she was removing her clothes. I was most definitely horny from making out with Jacqui all evening and now my wife seemed to be enjoying torturing me. When she was finally naked, she came over to me and whispered in my ear, "Call me Jacqui tonight. I want you to be making love with her." Oh God, she was making me hard! Just like Michelle had done with me, pretending I was Mike the night after she came home from Seattle, I wanted to give Michelle the same erotic experience I had that night, so I was going to truly be making love with Jacqui.

"Ummm, Jacqui, kiss me please." She came to me, putting her lips to mine, opened her mouth slightly letting me push my tongue into her mouth. I wrapped my hands around her butt, pulling her tight to me while we were kissing. I gently rubbed my hands over her body, exploring her as if we hadn't ever explored before. I cupped her breasts in my palms and rubbed her nipples between my fingers and whispered in her ear, "Oh God, Jacqui, I want to make love with you."

I picked her up and laid her on the bed, then stripped out of my clothes and laid down beside her. I held her face between my hands, kissed her passionately, then told her "You're so beautiful!" and kissed down to her nipple, sucking her whole breast into my mouth. I reached down with one hand, caressing down her stomach, between her thighs, gently separating her pussy lips with my fingers. 'Jacqui' was writhing beneath me pushing her hips into my fingers while I slowly inserted two fingers into her, working them in and out while she was moaning and begging me to fuck her. I pulled my hand away, found one of our fairly thick foam pillows and slid it under her hips, then kissed down her stomach and found her clit, sucking it into my mouth and buried my tongue inside her pussy. 

She was so wet, I couldn't stand it any longer. I pushed myself back up to her mouth, kissing her while I pushed my cock deep inside her and held it there, imagining what it had been like inside Jacqui with her pussy pulsating, almost like she was milking me, "Oh Jacqui, you're so tight, it feels so good inside you, how you can squeeze yourself around me, pulling me in deeper." Michelle and I were both literally shaking with the heat of the moment. Her hands were on my butt, pulling me into her tight. We were pelvis to pelvis, with 'Jacqui' thrusting up to me, when I started to slowly withdraw and push back in, over and over again, my cock growing bigger and deeper every thrust into her. This was how lovemaking was meant to be, the most excruciatingly wonderful experience on earth. Over and over again 'Jacqui' and I thrust to each other in perfect rhythm. She was moaning my name over and over again while I was doing the same, "Oh Jacqui, Jacqui." The more I moaned Jacqui's name, the more excited Michelle became, finally grabbing my butt, pulling me tight to her and screaming out "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God," I couldn't control myself any longer and our bodies trembled together as we finally reached the point of no return where heaven and earth meet.

Afterward, we lay together, completely spent and exhausted, gently kissing each other. Michelle told me she loved me and I told her I loved her too. I told her, "That's just a taste of what it was like that night with Jacqui. I can't even begin to describe it, the first time I'd ever been with a girl other than you. And she's so wonderful!"

"I'm glad, that's what it's been like with Mike too, getting back together after all this time. We were together in college, but never anything like it is now, just so incredible!"

"I know, I saw."

Michelle was biting her bottom lip again, like she has when she was nervous ever since I knew her in school. "Speaking of my lover, I was lonesome while you were with Jacqui tonight, so I called him."

The way she was acting she had my attention. I knew something fairly significant was going on. "What did you and him talk about?"

She was fidgeting around, obviously getting more and more nervous, she barely whispered, "He invited me to his house next weekend." I watched her, knowing that she was eventually going to tell me the rest of this conversation, which I suspected I already knew, "I told him I would, that I need to see him."

I was a little surprised that she hadn't discussed it with me first, but I had told her after he left that she was free to see him and now she was obviously taking that initiative. "How are you going to go, are you going to fly again?"

"No, I'm going to drive. Flying is too expensive, and I think I want to get used to driving there by myself."

Get used to it? Sounds like she's planning on making regular trips to Seattle to meet her lover. The thought both excited me and scared me badly, especially that she's planning these trips without my knowledge beforehand. But this is exactly the thing that's actually bringing Michelle and me so close together to have the kind of sex we had just enjoyed, so instead of voicing the disapproval that was so close in my mind, I told her, "Babe, I hope you have the most wonderful time ever!"

The next morning was Saturday and I wasn't working but I knew Jacqui was, so I called her before she had to leave for work and asked her when we could see each other again. "I'm off Wednesday, can we do something then?"

"How about if I pick you up about 5:30, right after I get off work and we have dinner, then go to a movie?"

"Wonderful, see you then." And I heard her kiss the phone with a loud smack.

"Sounds like you have a date," Michelle said, laying in bed beside me. "Will you be making love with her then?"

"I don't know. I really want us to be more like a normal dating couple before we have sex again. I don't want it to be just sex with her." At the time, I didn't think how stupid that sounded... most married guys, especially those with a wife as wonderful as mine, don't have a 'normal' dating relationship with a single girl.

"Umm, I hope you do."

ooOoo

The rest of the weekend was pretty normal for me and Michelle. We went to dinner with her parents Saturday night, came home and made exquisite love again, like we did now almost every night. Sunday afternoon, our square dance club had a club meeting and since I was the Secretary, we were obligated to attend, not that it was as much an obligation as fun meeting with our friends. I couldn't help but think how surprised they all would be if they knew about Mike and Jacqui. For all appearances, Michelle and I were a typical married couple, madly in love with each other. It was still hard for me to believe that only a few months ago, that's exactly what we were. Now, we each had another lover who we were crazy about.

The closer it got to Wednesday, the more nervous I was again about my date with Jacqui. I still didn't know if we would spend part or all of the night in bed together.

Wednesday finally arrived and Michelle kissed me and told me to have an especially good time as I was leaving to pick up Jacqui. When I knocked on her door, she answered it wearing a mid thigh length skirt and soft sweater. It didn't really matter what she wore, she always looked and smelled fantastic and so sexy. 

Our movie didn't start until 8:15, so we had plenty of time to eat and talk. We went to the Olive Garden and only had to wait about 20 minutes to get our table. It's a lot noisier and not nearly as romantic as the Black Angus, but I had asked Jacqui what she liked and Italian was near the top of her list, so here we were. We enjoyed just talking with each other, continuing to become familiar with each other and at the same time coming to like each other more and more.

After dinner, we went to the theater and watched the movie, "10 Rules for Sleeping Around." It seemed kind of prophetic for our situation and was pretty funny. We held hands with our fingers intertwined and Jacqui giggled through much of the movie. I bought popcorn and a pop and had fun feeding her popcorn. I thought a lot about what we were doing after the movie and finally came to a decision, which left me more relaxed and able to have fun with her.

When we got back to her house, I walked her to the door and kissed her again, this time with all the passion I was feeling for her. When we broke away from the kiss, I told her Michelle was going to be out of town, but wondered if she could go to the square dance lesson again with me Friday night. "I've already talked to Tina about it. I'm going to owe that girl so much! Yes, I can go."

My smile nearly stretched my face out of any normal proportion. "I'll pick you up at six then, at the store?"

"Sounds great, I'll be waiting."

I kissed her again and walked back to my car.

When I got home a little after eleven, Michelle was still up waiting for me again, "Well, did you?"

"No, I'm waiting for that special time."

She actually looked a little disappointed. When we went to bed, she was naked like she almost always was in bed now and scooted her body next to mine and kissed me. When she started to get frisky, wanting to make love with me, I told her. "Baby, I can't tonight. I just left a beautiful girl horny with no one to relieve her and it's not fair that I come home and make love right after." 

Michelle got a little pouty after that and did her best to seduce me until I told her, "And besides that, I want you to be horny when you get to Mike's house Friday night."

"Umm, good thinking, I can live with that." Michelle and I wrapped our naked bodies around each other and eventually drifted off to sleep.

Friday morning, Michelle told me that she was leaving straight from work since it's about a four hour drive. I watched her pack her suitcase with the sexiest clothes she owns. When she was finished, I commented that she hadn't packed any nightgown or underwear. She grinned at me and said, "I didn't think I'd be needing any." Before she left, she wrapped her arms around me and told me, "Honey I love you. Thank you. I'll see you Sunday night." Then she added very quietly with a mischievous grin on her face, "Probably."

I watched her go, more than a little afraid at what was happening to us, but exhilarated at what she was doing. I wasn't yet doubting my trust in her, or myself. As I was to find out before very much longer, 'yet' was the significant word of that thought.

Friday evening I picked up Jacqui to take her square dancing again. When we got to the hall, our friends were surprised that Michelle wasn't there. I explained to them that she had gone to Seattle to fuck her old boyfriend...NOT! I did say she went to Seattle to visit a college friend, leaving the presumption that it was an innocent trip to visit a lady friend.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02



Several of the guys took turns dancing with Jacqui. I didn't want to monopolize her all evening raising some kind of suspicion that she was any more than an acquaintance who wanted to learn square dancing. She seemed to enjoy both the dancing and the attention from the guys. It honestly isn't very often that we have such a pretty, young girl by herself wanting to learn. It's quite a treat for all of us.

When the lesson was finally over and we were in the car on our way back, I asked her if she was hungry. She looked at me hungrily and said, "No."

"Me either, since Michelle's gone, do you mind stopping by our place?" She looked at me expectantly, and told me that would be great.

We pulled into our garage, got out and walked in through the laundry room. As soon as we were inside our kitchen, we were instantly in each other's arms, kissing hungrily, totally unable to resist the sexual frustration from the last two dates. I had decided that if Jacqui was willing, I wanted to sleep with her tonight. I'd fallen head over heels for her and I think she had for me also. This was now our fourth date and the second night that we would be intimate. We had sex the first time and had only kissed and made out, being very sexually frustrated since then. Plus, the last time Michelle and I had sex was Tuesday, an eternity in our current world! I can't express here how badly I wanted Jacqui. The thought that within the next couple of hours my wife would be in Mike's arms and his bed didn't even cross my mind. All I had been able to think about all evening and now was making love with Jacqui.

We walked hand in hand back to mine and Michelle's bedroom. Once inside, I undressed Jacqui. I pulled her sweater up over her head; her breasts looked beautiful in the lacy bra beneath. Then I unzipped her skirt and let it fall to floor, revealing the matching panties she was wearing (Than you Victoria's Secret!). I went down on my knees and slipped her panties down her legs and planted a tiny kiss just below her navel. Reaching up and around her I unclipped her bra, licking and sucking at her nipples in turn. I stood up to let her undress me: She undid my shirt, one button at a time, kissing my chest and stomach as she revealed it. I shrugged it from my shoulders and it fell to the ground. Then it was Jacqui's turn to kneel and she undid my pants, again kissing my legs all the way down as my pants slid down my legs. My shorts went next, but all I could feel was Jacqui's sweet breath on my crotch. We were both naked. We went into each others arms for a deep, long, meaningful kiss. When we finally had to catch our breaths, I asked her, "Jacqui, sweetheart, would you mind wearing something for me?"

She looked at me a little surprised, not having any idea what I had in mind, but trusting me nevertheless, "whatever it is, yes."

I took her by the hand into our dressing room where I had earlier laid out Michelle's sexy silk teddy, the one she had worn on our honeymoon. Jacqui recognized it since I told her about it the night Michelle wore it for Mike. "Are you sure? Michelle won't mind? You told me how much this means to both of you."

"Yes, I'm sure. I think Michelle will be thrilled when I tell her. You're so beautiful, I'd love to see you and feel you in it."

"OK, why don't you go in the bedroom and I'll be out in a minute." As soon as I stepped out of the dressing room, Jacqui closed the door behind her.

I assume she'd be out in just a minute, so I sat on the bed and waited...and waited...and waited. I read in a book one time that a beautiful woman is worth waiting for, but I assumed Jacqui was only putting on a nightgown, not getting ready for a night on the town. I sat on the bed, my cock growing harder and harder with anticipation. I must have sat there waiting for her to put on a nightgown at least twenty minutes, with no idea what she might be doing.

When she finally opened the door and stepped into the bedroom, I was awestruck! She was so beautiful! Not only was she wearing the sexiest nightgown I had ever seen, but she was wearing a pair of Michelle's high heels...that she had helped me pick out last February and had taken the time to completely redo her makeup and lipstick and brush her beautiful, silky soft hair out around her shoulders. I couldn't help but sit there with my jaw gaping open, unable to say a word. Jacqui walked over to me, pulled me up off the bed, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She had obviously borrowed some of Michelle's perfume as not only did she look exquisite, she smelled so intoxicating.

"Jacqui, you're so unbelievably beautiful!" I held her in my arms, rubbing my hands over Michelle's silk teddy, up her back, down her sides to her bare thighs, up her stomach to her beautiful breasts and nipples. How this girl had somehow become mine and was here in my bedroom, in my arms, was simply too impossible to comprehend.

We laid down on the bed together simply holding each other tight and kissing, not wanting this moment to ever end. At that moment, I thought she was too beautiful, too fragile, too... I didn't even know what, to even make love to. We kissed, we caressed, I brushed her hair away from her face, kissing her eyes, her nose, her ears, her neck. I slipped a strap off her shoulder to reveal her breast and kissed her nipple. Jacqui was lying beside me moaning and still running her hands all over my body. I kissed back to her lips exploring the inside of each other's mouth with our tongues. I thought the first time we made love was fantastic, but it paled in comparison to what I was feeling then and we hadn't even touched each other below the waist yet.

I was feeling an urgency that I couldn't ever remember feeling before when I slipped Michelle's silk g-string down off of Jacqui's waist. As soon as it was gone, I rolled over on top of her and was instantly inside of her. Jacqui's eyes rolled back in her head as she groaned. I couldn't help but love the feeling of Jacqui's pussy pulsating around me when I was buried deep inside her. It was all I could do to keep from coming without a single thrust when Jacqui found my lips with hers and thrust her tongue inside my mouth. My depth of feeling for this girl far surpassed anything I ever expected. I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy right to the very edge of her lips and thrust back inside her, making love with one of the two most beautiful and wonderful girls I had ever met. We slowly made love with each other, neither of us ever wanting it to end. Jacqui wouldn't allow that kiss to end, even as we rocked back and forth, making love. I almost regretted it when I started to feel my climax start to slowly build from deep inside me. When the climax became so urgent that it couldn't be denied and both Jacqui and I felt the simultaneous explosion coming, she still wouldn't release me from that kiss. I could feel her lips become hard and strong as she quivered under me and the explosion finally took place, going on...and on...and on, until I felt like I might pass out with the pleasure. Our lips were still locked together when it was over.

When my brain started to function again after the most incredible orgasm I've ever had, I was truly frightened. I no longer trusted myself. I felt that this girl was magical and there wasn't any possibility that I would ever be able to give her up or live without her. As honest as Michelle and I had been with each other, this had been lovemaking that I couldn't ever tell her about honestly.

We laid together holding each other, unable to talk, hardly able to breathe for the longest time. I slipped the straps of Michelle's teddy back over Jacqui's shoulders. I wanted her to wear the teddy through the night. We didn't make love again that night, there simply wasn't anything else either of us could do except hold each other and kiss through the night, until we finally drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

I woke up the next morning with a sense of wellbeing and the feel of a beautiful woman in my arms. My only regret was that Jacqui had to go to work early that morning. She usually didn't start work until noon, but since Tina had taken part of her shift Friday evening, Jacqui was taking Tina's this morning. I kissed her on the lips, "Time to get up beautiful."

She blinked her eyes a few times at me and looked around like she was trying to remember where she was, "Umm, what time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock. You said you need to be to work at nine thirty and I have to run you home first."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her , "Make love to me first."

I wanted to so bad, but I knew we didn't have time. "No, we can't now, you have to get up and shower so I can take you home for some clothes."

She grudgingly rolled out of bed and we both realized she still had on Michelle's high heels from last night. In our excitement, she hadn't ever taken them off. Even with stumbling a little bit, her hair and last night's makeup a mess, she was still beautiful this morning. When she turned on the shower, I thought back to the night Michelle had role-played that I was Mike and we showered together, making me want to join Jacqui in the shower, but I knew that would lead to other things, probably back into bed, and Jacqui was already going to be pushed to get to work on time.

I got dressed, Jacqui finished her shower and dressed in last night's clothes and I took her home so she could get some fresh clothes and make-up for work. When I dropped her off at her door, I kissed her and told her "I guess I don't really need to say that last night was the best night I can ever remember having Jacqui, thank you."

"Me too," and she kissed me again.

"When can I see you again?"

"We close early tomorrow."

"I can't, Michelle will be coming home tomorrow night and I want to be with her."

"You never told me what she was doing this weekend. Is she with Mike?"

"Yes she is. She didn't exactly say so, but I think she sort of invited herself to his place. She told me she wanted to see him pretty bad."

"So they're probably in bed together now?"

I knew what time it was, but automatically looked at my watch to see the time, "I suspect they're probably making love about now, maybe in the shower together."

"That's hot!"

"I'm anxious to hear about her weekend. Back to my question, when can I see you again?"

"I'm off Wednesday this week again, I'll call you."

"I can't wait!" And with that, I took her in my arms for a long passionate kiss and drove home.

I grabbed a McDonald's sausage McMuffin with egg and a pop on my way home. When I got there, I was honestly glad to be alone that morning. It gave me a chance to sit down and think about Jacqui, what happened last night and about Michelle, my love.

What were my feelings about Jacqui, was I in love with her? What am I going to tell Michelle about last night? I've now been out with Jacqui a total of four times. Last night, I felt love for her after we made love. But now, when I could analyze it a little bit without the distraction of her in my arms, I realized it wasn't love I felt for her it was lust. I was definitely in lust for Jacqui and most definitely wanted to keep seeing her. I rationalized that if it was lust, not love, Michelle wouldn't have a problem with it. I knew for sure I was extremely infatuated with Jacqui!

I remembered thinking after that sensational love-making that I couldn't tell Michelle the truth about it. But now, in the light of day, I thought that wasn't being fair to her. She has been completely honest with me about her feelings for Mike and how wonderful their lovemaking is.

Plus, I knew Michelle reads these stories before I submit them and I was going to be honest about my feelings in the story, so I definitely had to be honest with her before she read it.

I got up to clean up the bedroom and make the bed. As soon as I walked in the room, I visualized the beautiful Jacqui in my bed. When I walked over to it, I smelled her perfume (actually Michelle's perfume, one that she hadn't worn for quite a while). I thought about washing the bedding, but decided that I wanted to savor that smell and I thought Michelle would enjoy smelling Jacqui in our bed when she got home, if the odor lasted that long, so I just straightened the bed up and put Michelle's teddy on her side of the bed where she would see it and I could tell her about my night.

My story doesn't make it seem like it took long to do all of this, but by the time I felt I had understood my feelings and straightened everything up, it was mid-afternoon and I realized I was getting hungry again, so I drove back to McDonald's again and picked up a chicken sandwich and fries for lunch.

While I was sitting in McDonald's eating my lunch, I realized that as much as I had thought about my own feelings and Michelle's this morning, the one person I hadn't was Jacqui. The first night we were together and made love all night, I was totally honest with her and told her that I wouldn't ever leave Michelle, and she knew that I told Michelle everything, so she went into this affair with her eyes open. But after last night, what was she feeling? The one thing I didn't want to do was to hurt her, my feelings were already deep for her and I thought we needed to talk about what now? That had to be the agenda for our next date, hopefully Wednesday. That would give both of us plenty of time to think between now and then.

When I left McDonald's, thinking about Jacqui, my car pulled me toward Kennewick and the mall. I didn't seem to have any control over where the damn car wanted to go. When it parked itself as close as it could get to the mall entrance, my stupid shoes seemed to take over my destination. How come I no longer had control over these inanimate objects?

Jacqui was talking to a customer when I walked in her store. One of the other girls, I think her name was Joannie asked if she could help me and I told her thank you, but I needed to talk to Jacqui when she was finished.

Jacqui saw me and I saw her smile. When she finished selling some bras and underwear to a pretty customer, she walked over to me. Suddenly, I was my old bashful self and didn't know what I was doing there or what to say, "Hi," was all I managed.

She got a grin on her face and said "Hi," in return. Then her professional self took control and she formally asked me, "May I help you find something?" I think she was toying with me.

I thought quickly why my car and my shoes might have brought me into Victoria's Secret that afternoon, "I'm looking for a nightgown for my wife, I'd like something soft and comfortable for her and maybe just a little sexy."

"I think I have just the thing you might be looking for." She took me to the nightgown rack and pulled out a long, fairly demure gown. I took it from her, feeling the soft fabric thinking that Michelle would definitely enjoy wearing it. It appeared to be made of silk. I don't know if it was, but it felt like it. 

"I think she would love this, but I wonder if it's the right size." I looked at Jacqui and told her, "You're about the same size as her, I wonder if there's any chance you could try it on for me to make sure it'll fit." If she was going to toy with me, I'd return the favor.

"I'm sorry sir, but we can't do that, but I'm confident it's the right size." 

It most certainly was and Jacqui knew it. After last night, she knew exactly what size nightgown Michelle wore. It was a little expensive, over a hundred dollars, but it was perfect for Michelle and I needed to have it. "Could you please giftwrap it for me?"

"We'd be glad to, we charge an extra three dollars."

"OK, I'll take it and I would definitely like to have it wrapped." And then inspiration struck me, "And I have a friend who asked me to pick up something for his girlfriend, probably close to the same size, maybe another nightgown, I'm not sure if she would want something sexy or comfortable."

"Hmm, this is for his girlfriend, not a wife?"

"Yes."

"OK, I think something sexy would probably be better then." We walked to another rack of nightgowns, a completely different style and she looked through them, picking out a light red gown, completely sheer and silky, with sheer panties and an equally sheer small robe cover-up. "Do you think she might like this one?"

"I think it would be perfect for her, she's a very pretty girl and he adores her."

"Are you sure about the size?"

"Pretty sure, she's almost exactly the same size as my wife, maybe just a little fuller in the bust." Then I added, "She's probably close enough that she could even wear my wife's nightgown."

Jacqui smiled just a little at that, but never broke her professionalism, "Then this should be perfect for her. Would your friend want it giftwrapped too?"

"Please, yes."

I made my purchases and as I was walking out the door, I saw Jacqui watching me and she threw me a little kiss, which I returned. That was the only time in the whole exchange that she acknowledge she knew me. Well, that was fun, I thought, maybe the car and shoes weren't so dumb after all.. I was feeling pretty good and felt like jumping up and clicking my heels on my way back to the car.

ooOoo

That evening I sat at my computer, starting to work on this story, enjoying every minute of it, occasionally glancing at the two gift-wrapped packages on the edge of my desk, not knowing where the story was going in the coming weeks. I couldn't imagine a guy having a better life than I did right then...a wonderful wife who I loved unwaveringly and a beautiful girlfriend who that wonderful wife knew about and approved of whole-heartedly. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world!

Then a funny thought struck me, well at least it was to me... you might think it's a bit corny. Since I started to write these stories about me and Michelle, I've been communicating a lot with a couple, 'Lucky' Rob and his beautiful Japanese wife Annie, 'AnnieLuvsToFu' on Lit (from her pen name, you can figure out why Rob considers himself a lucky guy... and check out her stories). It dawned on me that the name 'Rob' must be an extremely lucky name, as Annie's Rob is lucky to have her and I (Robert) am just as lucky to have my beautiful wife and girlfriend! I don't know if Rob and I are the luckiest guys on earth, but have to be right up there in the top ten, and both of us named Rob. If I ever have a boy, I think I'll name him Rob Junior.

When I went to bed, it still had the distinctive odor of Jacqui's perfume and it felt pretty lonely, but I was tired after being awake much of the night before and writing late into the night. I went to sleep quickly and Sunday I slept in. When I woke up, I realized I still hadn't heard anything from Michelle since she had left. That made me a little nervous, but I didn't want to bother her. I had a pretty good idea she was in Mike's arms one way or the other.

I went to Church with Michelle's parents. My parents lived in Pendleton, Oregon, about 50 miles away so I didn't see them as much as Michelle's. After Church, I worked on the story a little bit, cleaned up the yard, getting ready for spring, since it was mid-April and spent a good share of the day wondering what time Michelle would get home and working more on the story. I didn't expect her until late in the evening and was pretty anxious. I was nervous about telling her about my night with Jacqui, and still pretty nervous that I hadn't heard anything from her all weekend.

That afternoon, I had another thought. I had left Michelle's sexy teddy on the bed and I wondered if we could still smell the perfume Jacqui used Friday night, so I went in and held it to my nose and breathed in. It was there, but oh so faint. I wanted Michelle to know exactly what we had done, so I found the perfume Jacqui used and sprayed the teddy with it so it would be very obvious when Michelle got home.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02



Seven o'clock came around and no Michelle, eight, nine, ten and still nothing from her. I was starting to get a little frightened and finally called her, no answer. Now, I was definitely starting to get worried. Even after all this time, I didn't have Mike's phone number. I swore then that I wanted his number before she went to see him again. Every minute was dragging, had she been in an accident? I hadn't heard from her all weekend, did she decide not to come home at all? As much as I trusted her, that thought still petrified me this late. I tried to call her a couple more times, both times it went straight to her answering machine. It was eleven fourteen when I saw headlights coming down our street and held my breath, please turn in our driveway, please turn in. 

When the headlights did turn into our driveway, I breathed again and realized I had been shaking with fear. I loved this girl who had just come home to me. I realized then the difference between the lust I felt for Jacqui and the love I had for my wife.

When she walked in the door, I took her in my arms, kissed her and told her how scared I had been. She apologized and said her cell phone was dead and she had left the charger in Mike's car. I asked her how her weekend was and she told me it had been absolutely wonderful, but she was too tired to tell me the details and would tomorrow.

We went to bed and when Michelle saw the teddy on the bed she asked me about it. I asked her to smell it and maybe it'd give her a hint. She did so, looking a little surprised, "I know that's my perfume, but I haven't used it for a long time."

"I know. Jacqui spent Friday night with me and I asked her to wear it. She borrowed some of your perfume and I think a little of your make-up too."

Michelle took another smell and smiled, "And did you and Jacqui have a good time Friday night?"

Now was the time of truth that I had decided to be honest with her. "Honey, do you remember me telling and showing you how wonderful it had been with Jacqui when I slept with her the night Mike was here?"

"Yes, as I recall, we had a pretty good night when you pretended I was Jacqui."

"Well, I wasn't exactly just pretending. I was really imagining you were her. But what I wanted to tell you about last Friday is that that first night with Jacqui didn't even hold a candle to last Friday. She wore your nightgown, put on perfume, make-up and a pair of your high heels." I paused a little bit, summoning my courage. "When we went to bed, it was so good I was afraid to tell you. It felt like something I didn't think I could ever give up."

Michelle whispered, "Are you in love with her?"

"No, I realized since that I loved the sex, I'm infatuated with her, I lust for her, but love? No."

"Remember when you asked me about the emotional waterfall? How close I was to going over the falls with Mike? That you wanted me as close to the edge as possible. Are you there with Jacqui, right at the very edge."

"I've thought about it a lot since Friday, and no, I'm not at the edge of the waterfall, probably not even very close to it, but definitely drifting that way."

"Then, sweetheart, I think you should keep seeing her, just don't go over the waterfall. Since Jacqui came into our lives, I've discovered something about myself too. Now I understand why you want to see me with Mike and I'm the same way with you and Jacqui. It thrills me so much thinking of you and her together, making the sweetest love possible. And as far as Jacqui wearing my things Friday, I absolutely love it! That makes it almost like I was there with you emotionally, helping you, coaxing you on making love with her."

I looked at my wife, wondering how it would be possible to love anyone more than I did with her. "I love you honey, thank you. What about you and Mike, I know you're tired, but can you give me a hint?"

"All I really want to say before we go to sleep is that it was probably every bit as good as you described with Jacqui. Now, can we go to sleep?"

"Wait, wait, one more thing. " I jumped up and ran to my office, bringing back the package from Victoria's Secret. "I have something for you," and handed her the package.

She looked at it, then at me and her hands shook as she started to unwrap it. When she had the nightgown out, she held it out away from her and told me, "It's beautiful, I love it! Thank you!" She got up, pulled it over head and felt down the sides of it, "It's so soft and comfy. I love it." She climbed back into bed, with me right behind her, spooning her, my head alongside hers in an all night snuggle.

Michelle cooked a pot roast dinner for Monday night. After the dishes were done, we sat on the couch and talked, I had told Michelle most everything significant about my weekend, so I asked about hers.

"Honey, it was everything I imagined it could be. We made the sweetest love that I think is possible, we went out all day Saturday and Sunday, just spending time together and doing fun things, exactly what I wanted to be able to do. We went to the Mt St Helens National Monument Saturday, made love Saturday night, then went to Pike Street Market and the Seattle underground Sunday. It was a little after seven when we got back to his house and I started home."

"And how close are you getting to the edge of the waterfall?"

"I admit I'm definitely drifting closer like you are."

"I love it. We both have to make an agreement, when either of us gets a quarter inch from the edge, we need to let the other know. That's when we'll need to back off."

She kind of looked down a little bit. I was wondering just how close she already was...and if she'd be able to back off then...or would I? But she said, "OK."

"Did he say anything about the job in Prosser, are they going to get it."

She brightened up at that question. "They did get it. He's going to start meeting them a week from Tuesday, the 29th."

"So, do you plan on spending some Tuesday nights in Prosser?"

"I think so, he said he'd let me know. He won't be there every Tuesday night, but quite a few of them."

Michelle and I resumed our routine of lovemaking nightly. It seemed that every one of our 'dalliances' made our lovemaking sweeter, so that neither of us wanted the other to quit seeing our 'friend'.

I talked to Jacqui Tuesday morning before work and we decided to go out to dinner again Wednesday. I knew that I wasn't going to want to go to bed with her again yet after the intensity of last Friday. I want to preserve that for every time we do sleep with each other. Plus, I thought we needed to discuss our relationship without the complication of more sex for a while.

I picked her up and we went back to the Black Angus where it's quiet enough to have a discussion without yelling to each other. I asked her what she was thinking about 'us'.

"Robert, I remember what you told me about you and Michelle. I know I'm falling for you and if I ever lose you it'll hurt bad. And the longer we go together, the more it will hurt. But I'm not ready to quit, I want to keep seeing you, even if in some time in the future that hurt comes. I know I'll eventually get over it and remember our wonderful time together."

"Thank you, Jacqui. That's exactly how I feel. Right now, I feel like I need to have you in my life. Our sex the other day was the best I've ever had. But if it's OK with you, for a while, I'd like to spend time with you without the sex. Can we just date each other for a while?"

"I think that's sweet. I'll miss it, but I'd love to be your girlfriend. And, I've been wondering, did your friend's girlfriend like the nightgown we picked out?"

"That was fun, wasn't it? But no, he hasn't given it to her yet. I think he's waiting for an extra special time to give it to his extra special girl."

"Mmm, I can't wait to hear how she likes it. Are we still on for square dancing Friday night? I've got Tina lined up to cover for me and I love it, so much fun!"

"Sure are, I'll pick you up at the store at six."

After dinner, I took her home, walked her to the door again and kissed her. "This is going to be hard, to say good night at the door for a while isn't it?"

"Uhunh, I'd a lot rather say good night after some time in the bedroom."

Friday, Michelle, Jacqui and I went to the square dance lesson again. Afterward, I dropped Michelle off at home and went to dinner with Jacqui, then took her home and kissed her goodnight again. I didn't know how long I'd be able to do this.

We had the same routine the following week, dinner with Jacqui on Wednesday, square dancing and dinner Friday. Every time I saw her, the closer we became. Michelle talked on the phone with Mike quite a bit, anticipating seeing him Tuesday.

When Tuesday morning finally did arrive, Michelle packed a small bag again with clothes for the next day at work, no nightgown again. She rarely wore anything with me, sometimes the new one I bought her if she knew we weren't going to make love, which didn't happen too often...we still made love nearly every night. She certainly knew she wasn't going to wear anything to bed when she was with Mike.

Wednesday evening, when I got home after taking Jacqui home, Michelle was there. I had missed her when she was gone Tuesday night and knew that would be recurring, probably nearly every Tuesday for the foreseeable future. She didn't talk about their lovemaking or what they did. I had told her she could leave it to my imagination. She told me I didn't have nearly good enough an imagination for that.

Anyway, she told me that Mike wanted to take her on a little vacation Memorial Day to Reno. Once again, she told him she would without having discussed it with me, that they were flying out of Pasco Friday afternoon, then staying in the Silver Legacy and would be home Monday night. I really wish she had talked to me about it first before agreeing. Especially with the fact that Michelle was going to be sleeping with Mike one night every week now, it made me really nervous about her going on vacation with him too. She and I had always done something special Memorial Day weekend.

I knew that women are a lot more emotional about lovemaking than men. And Michelle has been spending a LOT of time making love with Mike...and I haven't been hearing any details about her Tuesday nights, just that my imagination doesn't go far enough. It's more than a little unsettling.

I had backed off of having sex with Jacqui because it scared me how intense our love making was the last time. Michelle told me her and Mike were just as intense, but they've only deepened their time together. It's what I had told her in the beginning, so I felt like I couldn't complain. Especially since our sex together was so fantastic. 

After Michelle told me about her and Mike going to Reno, she suggested I ask Jacqui about taking her somewhere over that weekend. It was already late when Michelle and I had this little conversation, so I waited until the next morning and called Jacqui. She said she'd have to check the schedule, but would love to if she could work it out. They don't close over the weekend or Memorial Day like mine and Michelle's offices. Mike's was much more flexible, so he could arrange time off about anytime.

Thursday evening about nine thirty, I got a call back from Jacqui saying she had reserved those three days off. "Where are we going?"

I hadn't decided yet, but was thinking about the Oregon coast. I thought whatever I did decide, I'd surprise her. "I don't know yet, and I don't think I'll tell you until we get there."

"Ooo, exciting. Sounds like it'll be fun."

"I hope so. I'll try to make some reservations. See you tomorrow night?"

"I'll be ready."

It took me about thirty seven seconds after I got off the phone to decide where I wanted to take Jacqui. I called the Shilo Inn in Seaside, Oregon to see if they had any rooms still available. They had a couple, one that I wanted on the 2nd story overlooking the ocean. Kind of expensive, but for three days of bliss with my beautiful girlfriend? Well worth whatever it cost! When I hung up, I told Michelle of my plans and how much I would be looking forward to three days of sex with Jacqui.

ooOoo

I'd like to say the time flew by for the next three weeks, but it would be a fib. Jacqui and I continued our two nights a week. We made out in the car, in the park and on her front steps, but I never went inside her house. I knew if I did, we would both be lost in lovemaking. Now that I had a definite plan, I wanted to make it extra special. Michelle and I were still making love, but by now I knew that wasn't going to make lovemaking with Jacqui any less intense. Jacqui and I left each other feeling more and more frustrated after every one of our dates. I wasn't sure how much closer to loving her I could get without losing myself completely to her, but it never occurred to me what three days of lovemaking would do to us, only how much I was looking forward to it.

When Michelle came home Wednesdays after spending Tuesday night with Mike, it seemed like she was getting more and more dreamy, but maybe it was only my imagination. She did miss one Tuesday with him because of her monthly and was pretty grumbly about it. I put it down to the fact that she was often grumbly during her monthly, but this definitely seemed different. I think she has been growing to depend on fairly regular lovemaking with him. If it hadn't been for my anticipation of my weekend with Jacqui, I probably would have noticed it a lot more and been more worried than I was. Still though, whenever I thought about Michelle and Mike making love together I got that same thrill. Tuesday nights when she was with him, I was hard most of the night trying to imagine what they were doing together.

Jacqui had asked me several times where we were going and I kept telling her it was my secret. "But, what kind of clothes do I take, will it be cold, warm or what?"

"There will be a pool, so you'll want a bathing suit, it won't be either hot or cold, probably sixties or seventies if we're lucky. Nothing particularly formal."

"OK, I'll figure out something."

Finally, FINALLY! May 23rd rolled around. That morning, Michelle and I packed separate bags for different destinations the first time since we were married. I think both of us were too wrapped up in our own world to even realize that was happening to us.

Jacqui got off just a few minutes before six that night and took her car home. I picked her up about a quarter after. We had about a five hour drive in front of us, but it was a drive to look forward to, with my girlfriend beside me and anticipating the nights and days ahead. We still hadn't made love together since that Friday over a month ago, but had been out on dates two days a week ever since and developed a pretty strong emotional bond between us.

Jacqui slept and I held her hand much of the way. It was relatively late, so not much traffic, especially through Portland and on down to Seaside. Jacqui still didn't know where we were going, except west on I-84. When we go to Seaside, she was sleeping right up until I pulled into the Shilo check-in lane. I reached over and shook her to wake her up, "Sweetheart, we're there, wake up."

She batted her eyes open, trying to wake up and asked me, "OK, where's there?"

"Hear those waves, that's the ocean, right behind out hotel. We're in Seaside with an ocean view room."

I let Jacqui wait in the car to get herself awake a little more while I checked us in as "Mr and Mrs Robert Robinson." I had to admit it sounded good referring to Jacqui as my wife. Not sure how well Michelle will like it when she reads this though...although I suspect she's already checked in in Reno as Mike's wife, and in bed with him, since it's after midnight there.

We carried our bags up to our room. We had a nice king size bed (I didn't really think we'd need one much bigger than a twin size). We opened the patio door to our 2nd story patio overlooking the ocean and smelled that fresh sea air. The Shilo is right on the beach. Michelle and I had been on that beach several times at their 4th of July celebrations. Never in a million years would I have suspected I'd be in a room with a girl other than Michelle, while Michelle is vacationing with another guy!

As soon as we were settled in our room, I found the package Jacqui wrapped for me in Victoria's Secret and handed it to her, "I guess my friend decided his girlfriend didn't need it, so he let me keep it and give it to my special girl. I've been saving it for a special time with you."

Jacqui got a tear in her eye, told me thank you and sat on the bed to unwrap it. She held it out and caressed it like she hadn't ever seen it before and gave me a very nice kiss on the lips. I told her, "The sales girl was really helpful. She was nice and extremely pretty, you should meet her sometime." 

"I understand that all their sales girls are pretty."

"They are, but this one is especially pretty, much more so than the others."

Michelle, smiled at that gave me another kiss, "I'm jealous, I thought I was your favorite sales girl. 

"What really made you come in the store that day? I'm pretty sure you hadn't intended to buy nightgowns."

I told her what I had thought about my car and my shoes dragging me there, which rewarded me with a cute giggle. Then I told her, "I needed to see you. I missed you."

She found her overnight bag with her make-up in it, went to the dressing room and told me she'd be out in a few minutes. I knew from experience that her 'few minutes' would seem like forever. And also that it would be worth every second of the wait. While she was getting ready, I undressed and climbed into bed.

Twenty two minutes and fourteen seconds later, Jacqui opened the dressing room door and walked out into the room. Oh My God, she could transform herself into splendor! She walked in wearing the little gown, so beautiful. She climbed in bed with me and asked, "Do you think we can do better than the last time."

"I don't see how, but we can try." We wrapped arms around each other and kissed, the first time we've kissed like this in over a month. It's been so long without her! We ran our hands up each other's bodies, I kissed her breasts, down her stomach and between her legs with my tongue exploring inside her while she writhed under me, then kissed back to her lips and let her taste herself on my lips. I wanted so bad to take her, but wanted this excruciating heaven like experience to last all night if I could. We both simply backed off and held each other and Jacqui whispered in my ear, "I love you."

I couldn't help but smile and whisper back to her, "I love you too." The significance of what we had both said wasn't lost on me. I knew the problems that would be upcoming and didn't know what we were going to do, but this weekend I wasn't going to worry about it. I did love this girl and we had this weekend to enjoy with nothing to distract us. The emotional waterfall Michelle and I had talked about? I knew I was over the edge and madly in love!

Our kisses became even more passionate and frantic if that was possible, Jacqui whispered to me over and over again, "I love you, I love you!" Finally, neither one of us could stand it any longer. I slipped the little panties down off of her and she pulled me over on top of her to make love with her. I think from her expression she was surprised at how big and hard I was when I entered her. She groaned and blurted out, "Oh Robert, I love you." She rose her hips up off the bed and wrapped her legs around me as I thrust in and out of her. I wanted this to last as long as possible, each time I thrust into her, I paused while her pussy throbbed around me, then I'd pull out and thrust into her and pause again. I knew I was coming close to my end, Jacqui tensed and moaned out, telling me to not stop, so I thrust in and out while she violently climaxed around me. I don't know how, but I hadn't yet, so I pulled out and back in several more times, bringing both of us to more and more euphoria and I couldn't hold any longer and thrust into her, holding there spasming my hot cum into her while she contracted around me.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02



In the aftermath of our love-making, I couldn't help but tell her again, "Jacqui, I love you." She smiled and held me tightly to her and said, "Yes, I think it was even better than last time." 

I had to agree, the last time was sex, this was love.

The next morning, I woke up fairly early, a little after eight. I didn't want to waste this weekend sleeping. I was with my girl and had other activities in mind. I quietly slipped out of bed, went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, then back into bed beside her. I looked at her sleeping next to me and couldn't help but smile. I leaned over her and took a nipple in my mouth. Jacqui started to squirm and moan, still sleeping, so I sucked on her breast a little harder, rolling her nipple between my lips. Her hips started to sway and she woke up. When she remembered where she was she said, "You told me last night you love me, didn't you."

"Yes I did and I meant it too."

"Mmmm, that feels good, but I have to go to the bathroom. After she got up, I lay there wondering about Michelle and what she was doing this morning. I thought to myself that loving Jacqui didn't take away from my feelings about my wife, but I suspected her and Mike might have had a conversation similar to ours while they were making love last night. But I wasn't going to let my worries affect my weekend with Jacqui.

I heard the shower come on in the bathroom, but she hadn't closed the door, so I had to take a peek. There she was behind the translucent door, naked, washing her hair. I was mesmerized watching this beautiful girl throwing her head back, rinsing her hair out, then taking the bar of soap and washing down her body, over her breasts, down between her legs. I thought about joining her, but was enjoying simply watching too much. When she finished, she reached out for the towel, then stepped out of the shower, seeing me watching her. "I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, I couldn't help it." She smiled at me and continued to dry herself off, I think making an extra effort to be sensual.

When she finished, she spoke, "My turn to watch you." 

When I got up earlier, I had slipped my boxers on, so now I stepped into the bathroom and pulled them back down in front of her, showing her that I was very, very hard and ready for love that morning. She kissed me and whispered, "shower first." I turned the water back on and stepped in with the soap and shampoo then closed the translucent shower door so she'd have the same view I had earlier, doing my best to give her a good show, especially washing over and around my hard cock.

When I stepped out to dry, I was surprised that Jacqui had put on a pair of sexy Victoria's Secret panties and bra and was just slipping a blouse on. "You thought we were going back to bed didn't you? I plan to keep you wanting on this trip." She was right, I definitely thought we were going back to bed. But it did sound kind of fun, going through the day lusting for her. As I watched, she finished dressing in her soft blouse, then a pair of slacks cut to show her figure. When she was dressed, she moved to the mirror and started to put on her makeup, darting her eyes back and forth in the mirror between her face and mine.

I remember watching a movie one time with the beautiful woman sitting at her dressing table putting on her makeup with her boyfriend watching and thought how sexy it was. Now that it's me watching my beautiful woman with her makeup I realized it's beyond sexy!

When she finished and smiled at me with that beautiful face, I came out of my trance and decided I needed some clothes on as well. After I dressed, I took Jacqui's hand and we stepped out on our balcony watching the ocean on the Seaside beach, simply standing there holding hands seeing the beautiful view in front of us.

There was still so much I didn't know about Jacqui. I asked her, "Have you ever been to the Oregon coast before?"

"Once when I was a little girl, we took a vacation on the Oregon coast. I don't remember very much except how pretty it was."

"Why haven't you ever come back? You haven't lived that far away."

"I don't know, I guess I was waiting for the perfect time with the perfect guy." And she took me in her arms and kissed me.

We went to breakfast in the Shilo dining room. Jacqui had a crab omelet and I had the shrimp. While we were eating, I asked her if there was anything special she wanted to do today? "I don't know, maybe snuggle, then kiss, then tell you I love you again, then make love."

Two could play at her game of keeping me wanting. "I meant is there anything special you want to go see?"

"Only thing I can think of right now is your naked body."

I told her about the little park and beach a few miles South, Oswald West State Park, how beautiful it is, about the tide pools with starfish, little crabs and other fish in them. "I thought we'd try to go there this afternoon when it warms up. It'll be a perfect time to go there. Before then, I thought maybe we could visit some of the little tourist shops here in Seaside, then drive down the coast and see the scenery."

Poor Jacqui seemed to have a one track mind, "I'm thinking that my idea of keeping you wanting me wasn't such a good idea." It was obvious that today, we were both going to be wanting each other. Actually, I thought that would make the day much better and was glad Jacqui said that this morning.

We ventured out onto the 'boardwalk' of Seaside, which was abundant with cute little shops. I bought Jacqui a funny hat and we found some pretty costume jewelry and a sexy Japanese Kimono. Mostly, we simply enjoyed holding hands and wandering through the touristy shops. The wonderful feeling of the sexual tension between us seemed to grow with each minute. We couldn't help but steal a kiss from each other occasionally.

We were fortunate that the day was unseasonably warm for the Oregon coast, forecast to be in the mid-seventies by afternoon, almost unheard of that time of year. We found a nice little restaurant with an outdoor dining area for lunch, then went back to the hotel to change into something warmer to drive down the coast to Oswald West. I suggested to Jacqui that we might want to put on some swim suits under our clothes in case it's warm enough on the beach to get in the water a little bit.

If you've never been on the Oregon coast, you've missed a treat. There are positively gorgeous scenic vistas one after the other, each with a turnout so you can stop and enjoy the view. It's only about 15 miles to Oswald West, but with all the stops, took well over an hour. Jacqui especially enjoyed the trip as she hadn't seen any of it since she was little. It was a beautiful Memorial Day weekend, so there was also a lot of traffic on Highway 101.

Oswald West is a short, probably quarter mile long, curving beach with towering vertical bluffs on both ends and in behind much of it. I think it's the most beautiful beach on the coast. It's about a half mile walk from the highway. There used to be primitive tent camping, but the camping was closed after several of the trees in the campground were discovered to be rotten and in danger of falling. At the far end of the beach is a rocky outcropping into the ocean and dozens of little tide pools where you can play with the marine life, even at high tide. One time Michelle and I saw a baby white seal in a little cave in the bluffs.

Jacqui had a backpack of items she wanted to carry down to the beach. So, being the gentleman I am, heh, heh, I carried it for her. As soon as we crossed the little suspension bridge across a creek, the view of the beach opens up. Jacqui seemed to like the view, "Oh My God Robert, this is beautiful!" I certainly had to agree, especially when seeing it for the first time. We walked down the little stair onto the beach, the first time Jacqui had been on the ocean beach in probably twenty years.

We walked down the beach, both of us taking off our shoes to feel the sand between our toes and walked just at the edge of the surf where the cold water would come up about six inches on our ankles. The sand dropped off pretty steep, so we didn't dare venture out too far. There were a few other people up and down the beach, a lot fewer than I expected on such a nice day.

When we got to the far end where the tide pools were, Jacqui couldn't help but play with the wildlife, putting her fingers in the sea anemones to watch them close up, petting the starfish, finding and trying to pick up the hermit crabs without getting pinched. She was having fun like a little girl again. We checked out the little cave where Michelle and I had seen the baby seal and marveled at the waterfall cascading down the bluffs.

Since it was so warm, Jacqui suggested we change into our swim suits. She had a blanket in her backpack that we lay down on the cool sand and stripped our clothes off down to our suits. I couldn't help but watch Jacqui removing her pants and blouse in awe, down to her tiny bikini that I hadn't seen before. She laid down on the blanket and asked me to join her. I laid down with her and kissed her, caressing her soft skin with my hands. Our tongues explored each other and every time I kissed her, I was amazed at her soft lips on mine. I held her face in my hands as I kissed all over her. Yes, there were other people on the beach who couldn't help but see us making out, which made it all the hotter. She rolled toward me and I pulled her bikini top off of one breast and sucked her into my mouth. It was so damn hot, her with practically nothing on and both of us knowing we couldn't actually make love...we weren't quite that much of exhibitionists.

I don't know how long we laid there making out, but it was early evening when we rolled up the blanket and pulled some clothes back on. I would have liked to stay until later to show Jacqui the beautiful sunset, but neither of us were in any condition to wait that much longer. We needed to get back to the hotel. Besides, there would be a beautiful sunset across the ocean outside our patio door.

On the drive back, our ardor did cool a little, so we decided to eat before going to the hotel. We found Angelina's Pizzeria, which sounded good to us. We guessed good, their pizza was outstanding! Jacqui couldn't help but giggle like a little girl when we talked about her putting her fingers in the anemones on the beach and them closing around her, trying to eat her finger. 

I couldn't stand it any longer and asked her what she intended to wear after we got back to the hotel? "Wouldn't you like to know? That's for me to know and you to find out." She was killing me with anticipation. We had only made love one time last night and spent a good share of the day ogling each other or outright making out. It was nearly sunset and I wanted to get back to the hotel...for more reasons than one!

ooOoo

At the hotel, Jacqui once again took her bag into the bathroom and closed the door. Whoever said that a beautiful woman is worth the wait must have known Jacqui. She fit the description perfectly...she made me wait, then showed me how worthwhile the wait had been! I had already stripped down to my boxers and waited. Once again, she walked out into the room transformed into a creature of beauty! She was wearing a very transparent little black baby doll gown, without the panties and had replaced the sand and grit with splendor!

The sun was just setting over the ocean, so we turned the room lights off, took a chair and went out onto our deck to watch the sunset. Jacqui sat on my lap, alternately kissing me and looking at the beautiful sunset. Yes, there were people out on the beach who only had to look up to see a beautiful girl in a very sexy baby doll kissing the luckiest guy on earth (sorry Annie's Rob, you're going to have to settle for number two luckiest guy tonight!)

When dark arrived, we settled back in the room snuggling each other on the bed. Jacqui and I aren't particularly creative in our lovemaking, but there simply isn't any improvement on laying next to Jacqui kissing all over her body and her kissing all over mine. We alternated between kissing and holding each other, never wanting to let go and whispering sweet nothings in each others ears, including plenty of the love word. We knew that the longer we could play and love each other that the sweeter the lovemaking would be, but it's only humanly possible to postpone the inevitable for so long.

When the inevitable arrived and we couldn't resist any longer, I whispered to Jacqui to roll over on her knees and hands. I positioned myself behind her and slowly parted her pussy lips with my cock, stretching that glorious body around me. "Oh God, Jacqui, sweetheart, love, you feel so good!"

"MMhmm, mmm, mmm," was the only thing she could mumble out as we made love together. We had teased and tortured each other all day and into the night. Our lovemaking seemed to get better each time as we became more familiar with each other's bodies and our love for each other deepened. Nothing could feel better than thrusting deep inside her, then letting that glorious pussy take over, caressing me, squeezing me, then we'd repeat...I'd pull out and thrust back in letting her squeeze me again, over and over. With the amount of lovemaking Michelle and I had been doing, I was getting so much better at controlling my orgasm, prolonging the agony of ecstasy. Jacqui on the other hand hadn't been making love nearly as much. She orgasmed over and over again, clenching my cock inside her pussy each time as her body convulsed in pleasure. When my release finally came, Jacqui and I both were virtually screaming. I realized afterward that I was gripping her breasts so tight as to cause her pain, but she said it only intensified her orgasm.

We collapsed, me on top of her, still inside her and still fairly hard. We lay like that, me kissing the back of her neck and her shoulders and whispering in her ear that I loved her. Jacqui lay under me purring like a kitten.

We woke up once during the night kissing each other and made love again, slowly and sweetly, then went back to sleep spooning with me in front and Jacqui's head in the crook of my neck.

The next morning, we didn't make love again, realizing how much we had both loved the anticipation of night and the sexual energy between us during the day.

At breakfast, I suggested to Jacqui, "Lets go north today, there's lots of things I'd like to show you, the old Peter Iredale shipwreck, the Astor Column, a little bit of fort Stevens and the re-creation of Fort Clatsop where Lewis and Clark spent the winter." It was going to be another warm day, so I suggested she wear some shorts and comfortable shoes. "We'll be on the beach at Fort Stevens, so if you want, you can wear the bikini again, but there'll be quite a few more people around."

"Are you sure you want me to?"

"Mmm hmm, I'd love for you to. But it's up to you, just know there will be lots of people."

Jacqui put on a pair of shorts that showed off her pretty legs. I wore shorts too, but mine definitely didn't have the same effect. We jumped in the car and headed north. I couldn't resist reaching over and putting my hand on those legs, caressing the inside of her thighs. 

I kept glancing over at her, her pretty hair tied up with a little band, wondering that this beautiful girl had become mine. I thought back to the first time I met her when I was so nervous and went in Victoria's Secret looking for clothes for Michelle and she helped me. That was about the first of February, not quite four months ago and we'd actually started dating just two months ago. Simply impossible to comprehend!

I drove up to the Astor Column, sitting at the very peak of the hills in Astoria. It's a 125' tall column, made of concrete with murals showing Oregon history painted all around the exterior and a spiral stair in the middle leading to the observation floor at the top. Jacqui and I were amazed at the pretty flower gardens surrounding it. I let Jacqui go first up the spiral stair and occasionally had to give her a little push on her butt (well maybe 'had to' isn't exactly totally accurate).

From the top there's a fantastic view of Astoria, all the way out to the ocean and of the Columbia River with the four mile long bridge snaking its way across the river to Washington. Looking at this view seemed like a good place for some romance to me (actually everyplace seemed good for romance this weekend), so I drew Jacqui to me and we kissed passionately, giving the four other people on the observatory quite a thrill as well. I thought again that tonight was going to be a long time from now.

An older lady asked us how long we'd been married. Jacqui blushed a little bit and told her, "Since Friday," obviously thinking to when I'd checked us in the Shilo as Mr and Mrs.

"I could tell it hadn't been long. You two have fun."

"Oh, I'm sure we will," then Jacqui surprised me a little bit when she added, "Especially tonight!" The lady got a grin on her face and blew us a kiss.

We drove back down, the road is almost as spiral as the stair, winding down the little peak, then toward Fort Stevens. In Warrenton, I stopped at the boat dock and took Jacqui's hand and we walked out the dock, along the lines of boats. The waves slapping against the boats, the smell of the ocean and the fish from the boats and the up and down motion on the dock was almost intoxicating. I loved it, especially the holding hands part. Jacqui seemed to enjoy it too.

Finally, through Fort Stevens State Park and down to the beach where the old Peter Iredale shipwreck skeleton still juts up out of the sand. When we parked the car, I wondered if Jacqui was going to wear the bikini down on the beach, so I asked her, "The bikini?"

She looked at all the people down on the beach and said, "I think the shorts are OK." I was a little disappointed, but not surprised. When we got down on the sand, we both took our shoes off and laid them down, remembering where they were and Jacqui threw sand on me, so I returned the favor with her giggling and running away, down to the surf. She ran out into the waves, turning around and daring me to follow her. When I did and as soon as I started to get close to her, she splashed water all over me and took off running again, through the water as it was coming in and getting deeper. She ran out until it was nearly waist deep and I tackled her, sending both of us tumbling under the cold water with another wave going over our heads. When we caught our footing again and stood up, I realized what the water had done. Jacqui's nipples were totally erect from the cold water and her blouse and bra had become nearly transparent, showing them and her breasts off very clearly. I don't think she realized it as she stumbled back toward the shore. At one point a big wave came in and Jacqui laid back and let it float her toward shore. The wave was nearly to my chest but I wasn't brave enough to let it float me like Jacqui was doing.

When we stumbled back out of the water, Jacqui grabbed me and wrapped herself around me giving me a long wet kiss. When she backed away from me, she was so beautiful with water dripping off of her, her wet hair hanging down her back and especially her nearly naked breasts. I couldn't help but grin and motion for her to look down at herself. When she realized what the water had down to her blouse and bra, her face turned bright red and she frantically tried to pull it away from her nipples to no avail. Being the gentleman I am, I let her struggle with it, thinking she was going to have to walk back up through all the people with her breasts on full display. "I think maybe I should have worn the bikini." As a guy, I knew I would enjoy walking through the crowd, hand in hand with this beautiful, near naked girl.

When she had resolved that she didn't have any choice but to put herself on display, I took mercy on her and handed her my shirt. She thanked me and pulled it on over her head, giving her back her modesty.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02



We walked over to the Peter Iredale, then down the beach a little more where there weren't quite so many people and Jacqui pulled off my shirt, throwing it at me and ran back out into the surf. I put the shirt up on the beach where it'd stay dry and ran after her. We repeated our play from a while ago and I got up enough courage to let the waves float me in as well. We did it over and over again, getting acccustomed to the cold water. When Jacqui decided she'd had enough, I tackled her one more time right at the edge of the surf, falling on top of her and kissed and caressed her with the water flowing in and out around us. She let me kiss her and play with a boob, but she wouldn't let me kiss said boob because people weren't quite far enough away. Oh well, a guy can only enjoy a girl so much I guess. In this case, I enjoyed this girl a LOT!

Jacqui slipped my shirt back on to walk back to the car. When we got in the car, she gave it back to me, letting me enjoy the view on our way back to the hotel . We'd spent more time on the beach having fun than I thought we would, so it was too late for the other things I wanted to do. The sacrifices we guys have to make! By the time we got to the hotel, her blouse had dried a little so she wasn't displaying her private parts.

Back in the hotel, Jacqui made it a point to very suggestively strip out of her wet clothes in front of me, leaving my poor cock hard as a rock. This time, she let me shower with her, washing each other with the soap. It was especially fun washing her breasts off and down between her legs. She seemed to enjoy certain parts of me as well, but when I tried to insert my part into her part, she pushed me away and told me, "Later."

Jacqui put on a short skirt and very suggestive blouse and we went to dinner in the nice Shilo dining room. We both wanted to go the lounge and listen to the country band and dance a little bit, but the pretty sunset was beckoning and won out, so we went back to our room. On the way, I whispered to Jacqui, "What are you wearing tonight?"

"I think I have a nice surprise for you tonight...you'll like!" Argh! She was driving me crazy!

We went through the routine I was now used to, Jacqui went into the bathroom and closed the door, letting me wait. Waiting was getting harder and harder, having a pretty good idea what was to come and wondering what beautiful, sexy item she was going to be wearing when she came out of the bathroom. I stripped down to my boxers and laid on the bed to wait.

The door finally opened again and Jacqui stepped into the room...absolutely 100% stark naked! She suggestively sauntered over to the bed, held her arms above her head and did a little pirouette, asking me, "Do you like?"

Oh she was divine! Her makeup was perfect, her perfume, her everything was perfect! "I think I do." I told her.

She laid down on the bed beside me. We kissed, I ran my hands down her back, her thighs, over her breasts. Her skin was so soft! I think I probably kissed every square inch of her body and her mine. I noticed the beautiful sunset just taking place out our patio door and asked her, "Do you want to do something fun?"

"Mmm, I think we are."

"No, something a little different."

She looked at me a little quizzically and I asked her, "Do you want to go out and watch the sunset?"

She looked down at her naked body remembering that there were people out on the beach who could see up on our deck, "You mean like this?"

"Yeah, it'll be fun."

She thought about it just a minute and said, "OK, but first one more thing," and she stripped my boxers off.

We both giggled as I pulled a chair out on the deck and Jacqui sat on my lap, facing me. I told her to jump up one second, then turned the chair sideways so she could sit on my lap facing me and see the sunset too, (and anyone outside could get a little better view of the vixen on my lap.)

We kissed and I nibbled on her nipple, making her moan, forgetting that there could be people watching, then kissed some more and I repositioned her slightly so that she could slide herself down over my throbbing cock. "Oh God," I moaned when she impaled herself on me. Jacqui was moaning as well when she started a slow up and down on me. 

Could the people below tell what we were doing? Yeah, there were plenty people close enough to see us...and hear us! This was definitely going to be a night to remember! We made love...and made love...and made love in the fading sunset. After we both had a wonderful, intense orgasm and we sat together , Jacqui still impaled on my cock and kissing me, I realized we hadn't turned the lights off in the room, so we had been illuminated to any voyeur who might have been watching. ..and I noticed several people in beach chairs that were turned toward us instead of the sunset. 

I couldn't help but point it out to Jacqui and she turned a bright red, "Oh My God, we didn't!"

"Actually, yes we did."

Jacqui got up off my lap and did her best to hide herself getting back in the room with me right behind her. She closed the drape, but I couldn't help but smile...as the drape was closing, Jacqui snuck a hand out the door and waved bye bye to our fan club.

When we climbed back in bed under the covers, I asked her, "Did you have fun?"

"I've never been so embarrassed in my life!" Then she giggled, "It was fun!"

I remember that I still hadn't given a second's thought to what I was going to say to Michelle when we both got home. But I knew I was madly in love with this girl in bed with me.

ooOoo

That night was a little melancholy because we knew we had to leave by eleven tomorrow morning. We snuggled and kissed most of the night, making love once more, dozing a little off and on and telling each other how much we were in love. In the morning, we stayed in bed until a little after nine and when Jacqui got up to take a shower, she called for me to join her. This time in the shower, Jacqui kissed me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I backed her up to the edge of the shower stall and we made love with the hot water running over us. With her back firmly supported on the shower stall, and using her weight, I was able to plunge into her deeper and harder than before. With each plunge into her, Jacqui muttered, "Love you," driving me to take her harder than we ever had before.

We dressed, loaded our bags and checked out of the hotel just before their checkout time. On our drive home we were both pretty quiet, but held hands most of the way. I thought about taking the old scenic highway up the Columbia Gorge, but I think we both wanted to get home and assess our thoughts about what was going to happen next.

About five-thirty, we drove into Kennewick and I dropped Jacqui off at her house. I carried her bags in for her, took her face in my hands and kissed her gently, telling her both with the kiss and words that this had been the most incredible weekend ever and how much I loved her. Jacqui started to cry that I had to leave, but I told her I'd call her tomorrow. She told me that because of taking the long weekend, she had to work Wednesday, so I knew the first we'd be able to see each other would be Friday. I was pretty teary as well when I had to leave her.

Michelle wasn't scheduled to get back into Pasco until a little after nine, so I went to my computer room and worked more on this accounting and thought about Michelle and my feelings toward both her and Jacqui. I knew I still desperately loved Michelle and didn't have any idea what the future was going to hold for us. After Mike had been at our house and I had finished writing about that, I was totally confident in our future together, but now I simply didn't know what to do. I loved two women and simply couldn't hurt either. What to do? I guess I didn't think at that point about what Michelle's feelings might be after spending a weekend with Mike, very similar to my weekend with Jacqui.

I heard a car drive down our street and pull into our driveway at about nine forty-five. Michelle walked in the door with a smile on her face. I wondered if she had been crying as well, but couldn't tell. We tentatively walked toward each other, stopped and I leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back, wrapping her arms around my neck. We kissed and kissed, so glad to back with each other, but not yet contemplating the future.

When we snuggled in bed, I asked Michelle about her weekend. She said it had been fantastic, more than she could have expected. She told me that Mike had won a couple hundred dollars playing blackjack, but lost it in the slot machines. Michelle hadn't ever gambled very much. We sometimes drover to Pendleton and put twenty dollars in the slots at Wildhorse, but that was the extent of it. 

In reality, I wasn't too concerned with the gambling, only her love life in Reno. "How was it with Mike? Did you and him make love quite a bit?"

"Uhunh, yeah, I'd say it was quite a bit."

"Saturday, we took the rental car to Virginia City. Did you know the Silver Queen Saloon rents rooms over the saloon?" She didn't give me a chance to answer because she already knew I didn't know that. "We spent Saturday night in one of those rooms. They used to be used by the prostitutes. You have no idea what that did to our libido, knowing what that bed had been used for."

Then she asked me the question I had been dreading, "How was your weekend? Did you and Jacqui enjoy it?"

How to answer that. It was late at night and I didn't want to get into the details when we were both tired, so I told her, "Yeah, it was pretty fantastic. We had a really good time. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow."

We went to sleep without making love together, which bothered me quite a bit, but we did snuggle. Through the night.

The next morning, I had decided that maybe the best way to talk to Michelle and not leave anything out was to put it down on paper and let her read it with me sitting next to her. I called the office and told them I wasn't feeling well and took a sick day. I think that was the first time I'd done that, taken a sick day without being sick. While Michelle was at work, I worked all day putting all the events and my thoughts down in this story to give her after dinner. I had just finished, up to dropping Jacqui off at her house when Michelle got home. I had been busy all day so hadn't been too nervous, but now that she was there and I had finished the story for her to read, I was a nervous wreck. Michelle hadn't given me any clue that her situation with Mike had progressed beyond their sweet lovemaking and enjoying each other's company, but mine and Jacqui's certainly had.

I took her out to dinner at the Olive Garden because I didn't want a serious discussion in the restaurant. When we got home, I told her, "Babe, last night you asked about my trip with Jacqui. I put it all down and I'd like you to read it." 

She took the papers, almost thirty pages and started reading. Several points during the story, she giggled a little and smiled, looking up at me with adoring eyes and smiled. She hadn't said anything, just read. I knew she hadn't gotten to the trip yet from her reaction.

When her expression started to change, I knew she'd arrived at the parts that were going to hurt her, where Jacqui and I expressed our love for each other. She kept reading with tears starting to fall, nearly breaking my heart. She continued to the end, not saying anything, occasionally wiping the tears from her eyes and by the end she was nearly sobbing.

She put it down, her hands shaking and looked up at me with the tears falling from both of us and did her best to ask me, "Have I lost you?"

I wiped my own eyes and tried my best to answer her, "Baby, I love you! I don't know what to do. I can never leave you, but I know that I love Jacqui as well. I need her more than anything in the world," then I added softly, "except you." I knew I simply didn't have any answer. I didn't know what was going to happen in our future. I did my best to wipe away Michelle's tears and kissed where they had been, but I knew I couldn't wipe away her heartbreak.

I took her hand and led her to bed. It was the first time in the last several months, we didn't make love for two nights in a row.



I don't know when, how, or what the story will be, but to be continued



Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 03



At the conclusion of the last story, Tuesday night I had asked Michelle to read the story, including Jacqui and I expressing our love for each other over Memorial Day. She cried, I cried and we weren't able to have sex with each other that night.

Before she read the story and went to pieces, she talked briefly about her trip to Reno with Mike, including their stay in an old bordello in Virginia City. We hadn't discussed very much of their trip because of the situation between me and Jacqui.

Wednesday morning we woke up and both of us had to work so we didn't have any quality time to discuss our situation. Then before Michelle left for work, she told me that because of the Monday holiday, Mike was meeting his client with the medical center on Wednesday instead of Tuesday, so she was going to Prosser right after work to spend the night with him.

Now I was truly becoming afraid of losing our marriage. Both of us needed to talk about last weekend to try and salvage what was so precious to us; our marriage and each other! Instead of that, Michelle had chosen to spend another night with her lover. Its been a week since she and I have made love together and tonight she chose Mike over me again.

To all our friends and family, Michelle and I had a perfect marriage and a perfect relationship. No one was aware of the game we had been playing the last several months. During Michelle's weekends away everyone assumed she was visiting a girlfriend from college. Our weekends away they assumed we were with each other. The square dance club knew about Jacqui, but only that she was a friend taking lessons.

I brooded over the possibility of losing Michelle all morning and finally in the early afternoon decided there wasn't any way I could spend the evening and night alone, so I called Jacqui and asked if I could spend the night with her at her house. She was more than thrilled that I was coming over. My day brightened considerably, but still the gloom of potentially losing Michelle was hanging in the back of my mind.

I remembered that on our first date, I had taken Jacqui some flowers. That evening after work, I stopped at a florist's shop and bought her a beautiful bouquet and vase. She didn't get home from Victoria's Secret until a little after nine, so I had quite a bit of time to kill before I could see her. I thought about going to VS to say hi before she got off work, but thought it would be a little dangerous. Didn't think her customers or manager would appreciate some guy practically raping her in the middle of the store, so I drove down to the river to watch the sunset. The one thing I didn't want to do was go home to an empty house.

I knew that Jacqui was usually home by nine fifteen or so, so I drove into her driveway at nine twenty. I was thrilled that she was home. When I went to her door she opened it, and like our first date, she took the flowers, thanked me and put them on her table. This time though I didn't get a little peck on the cheek. I got a fabulous mouth to mouth resuscitation kiss, her arms around my neck, hands in my hair pulling me to her. I resisted her as much as I could; NOT!

When she finally broke away from me, I told her, "Wow, I like your hello!" Then I asked her if she had eaten dinner yet. She hadn't, so I suggested we go to an upscale restaurant for a gourmet dinner. We agreed on McDonald's.

While sitting in the back corner of the upscale restaurant, we started talking about Michelle. "Honey, what did Michelle say? What did you tell her?"

"Well, Monday night, we didn't talk about it too much, we were both too tired. She told me just a little about her and Mike's weekend. Saturday night they stayed in an old historic whorehouse. She said they made love four times that night thinking about what the old bed had been used for in times past. Tuesday, I stayed home and finished writing the story about our weekend, and let her read it that night, so I wouldn't forget anything. She enjoyed reading about us making love until she realized how much we'd fallen in love with each other. By the time she got to the end, she was crying pretty hard; afraid she was losing me. I tried to reassure her, but I don't think I did a very good job.

"We didn't make love last night. That was the first time we didn't for two nights in a row for as long as I can remember, except during her monthly. This morning she told me she was going to spend tonight with Mike. I wanted to talk about everything, but she chose Mike instead." I looked at her and admitted, "I'm afraid. I don't know what's going to happen to us. I don't want to lose her."

Jacqui looked at me and whispered softly, "What about us; you and me?"

"I don't know. I'm torn between two loves now, and I don't know what to do. I know I want to enjoy every minute with you."

"You say that like you don't think we'll be together much longer."

I took both of her hands in mine and looked her straight in the eyes, "Jacqui, honey, I honestly don't know what's going to happen, between me and Michelle or between us. The one thing I do know is that I love you, and I want to enjoy every minute we have together."

She smiled at me and made the suggestion I had been thinking all evening, "Then why don't we go back to my house and start enjoying?"

"Will I have to wait an hour for you to get ready for bed?"

"You silly, it's never been an hour. But no, I think we'll do something else tonight."

As soon as we walked through the door, Jacqui led me into her bedroom. She told me to sit while she put on music. Then she stood in front of me, took the knot from her hair (how the heck do girls tie their hair up like that anyway?), brushed it out down over her shoulders, and slowly did a striptease dance.

"You know sweetheart, you're so sexy you could do this for a living."

She gave a little giggle, "I don't think Victoria's Secret would quite approve of that."

"Maybe you could convince them you're just demonstrating their sexy lingerie."

"Hmm, maybe. But my boyfriend might not approve."

She turned away from me, looking over her shoulder with an impish grin as she unfastened her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Covering her breasts with her hands, she turned back to me. "You might be right. He would probably want you all to himself." I pulled her to me, pushing her hands away from her boobs, caressed her soft skin and sucked a nipple in my mouth as she slipped her panties down off her beautiful hips.

She pushed me away from her and told me it was my turn; pulling me up off the bed and sitting down in my place to watch me strip.

I did my best to be as provocative as I could, but didn't think it would have the same effect as her stripping had on me. Maybe I was wrong. She was kind of licking her lips and pinching her nipples as I slipped my jeans and boxers down off my waist; letting my fully engorged cock dangle right in front of her. She knelt down in front of me and wrapped her beautiful lips around me.

I stood there, eyes closed, enjoying heaven with Jacqui's lips wrapped around my cock. Pulling me in and out of her mouth, she was doing her best to suck the sperm out of me. Reluctantly, I had to pull away from her, as I enjoyed making love with her too much to cum in her mouth. I pulled her up to me, standing at the foot of her bed, and as we kissed our naked bodies crushed against each other. Jacqui's arms were around my neck, pulling my lips tight to hers. I leaned into her as we fell backwards onto the bed. We were both literally frantic with lust, and my cock seemed to naturally find Jacqui's pussy and press inside her.

The feeling inside Jacqui's womb was pure ecstasy. Her muscles tightened on me as they always did, but it's something I couldn't get used to, and such an exquisite feeling that it's simply impossible to describe. I was torn between simply keeping myself pushed deep inside her, feeling that pulsating, or plunging in and out or her! I'd pull out and plunge in several times, which only intensified that pulsing feeling when I rested inside her. Jacqui's legs were wrapped around me and she was moaning incoherently. Each time I plunged inside her she grunted and her hips rose to meet mine. When that wonderful feeling of release started to rise in me I couldn't help but keep up the plunging, harder and harder, trying to reach inside her farther than ever before. As it continued to build, I could tell it was going to be one of the most incredible orgasms I had ever experienced. Jacqui's face was glistening with sweat and an excruciating expression of lust. I briefly thought that I would give anything to capture that expression with a camera, then all thought of anything dissolved into a breathtaking feeling of euphoria. My muscles tightened, and my cock exploded inside of her with spasm after spasm of hot cum. I was totally oblivious to anything else. Later, Jacqui told me that her orgasm was just as wrenching.

I think I realized later how much my emotions had affected me; the fear of losing my wife and my love for Jacqui had simply overwhelmed me. I didn't know how a person could love two people as much as I loved my wife and my girlfriend. Jacqui rolled away from me and I snuggled tight against her. I couldn't help but rub my hands over that soft skin and through her silky hair. It reminded me of that night 15 years ago when my friend Alec was enjoying the feel of Michelle's soft skin for the first time before ravishing her through the night.

After the earth shattering sex Jacqui and I had just experienced, there wasn't any possibility of a repeat that night. I have to admit that as I lay there cupping Jacqui's soft breast in my hand, I couldn't help but think about that night in Kodiak and wish it was Michelle in my arms. God, how I loved that woman!

The next morning I awoke first and I had to get up as I had to be at work a couple hours before Jacqui did. I couldn't help but watch her, her hair spread wildly on the pillow, one bare breast exposed above the sheet, her face so beautiful and innocent in sleep. I slowly slipped out of bed, careful to not wake her, then slipped in the shower and dressed in the clothes from the night before. Jacqui had an extra toothbrush for me to use, but I had to go to work with a light stubble on my face. When I was ready, I kissed Jacqui to wake her up, then sucked a nipple into my mouth, drawing out a moan from her. I told her it was time for her to get up, but I had to head out to work. "I think I like that alarm clock," she told me as I was leaving her bedroom.

I had a very long day at work Thursday. I knew that Michelle and I needed to talk and I was afraid of what might be said. As much as I had come to love Jacqui, Michelle was still my wife and I loved her dearly. The thought of losing her was just too painful to comprehend. As much as I enjoyed last night with Jacqui, I wished that Michelle had stayed home with me so we could have the discussion we needed to have about our future, and make love together again. I think I was more jealous of Mike that day than I had ever been before.

When five o'clock finally rolled around, I rushed home, hoping that Michelle would be there. I have to admit I wasn't sure that she would even be coming home at that point. When I drove down the street to our house and saw her car in our driveway I breathed a gigantic sigh of relief. My relief was tempered by fear of our upcoming discussion of our future.

I opened the door, looked around, and saw my beautiful wife sitting at the kitchen table with her Amazon tablet I had gotten her on her last birthday, and a big diet coke. She got up as I walked over to her and gave me a very nice kiss on the lips and a hug. She didn't do anything to alleviate my fears as I would normally have expected a passionate kiss, rather than a nice kiss. She sat back down and asked me, "How was your day today?"

"OK I guess, pretty nervous most of the day."

"About?"

"Us. What we're going to do now."

"Yeah, me too. What did you do last night?

"I spent the night in Jacqui's bed making love with her. You?"

"Pretty much the same thing; Mike and I made love most of the night." Then her voice got very quiet, "Mike told me again that he loved me and I told him I loved him too."

"I suspected as much. You already know how Jacqui and I feel about each other. Where does that leave you and me?"

She was barely whispering, "This morning after I told Mike I loved him, he asked me to come to Seattle with him."

My heart was pounding harder than I think it ever had. I was deathly afraid to ask her the next question that I was afraid I already knew the answer to, "You mean for another weekend?"

She looked at me straight in the eyes and whispered, "No, he meant permanently."

It's amazing the thoughts that go through your head at a time like this. My whole body was shaking, even my hands were shaking. I thought about what Michelle and I had been through together since the night she walked up to me at a basketball game over fifteen years ago; how much we were in love. That sexy night in Kodiak that started all this, New Years Day when she first told me about Mike, and our efforts to have a baby together. Our square dancing, camping trips, and her assuring me she wouldn't ever want to move to a big city. The fun we've had, and finally how our game had spiraled so far out of control. I never had any idea so many thoughts could go through your mind in only a few seconds. I was so close to bursting into tears that it was nearly unbearable.

I was barely able to speak, "And you answered him how?" I was deathly afraid to hear her answer to that question.

"I told him," She paused for what seemed like an eternity to me, in reality probably only a few seconds, while she gathered her thoughts, "No, not yet."

I heard the word 'no' and was able to breathe again, until I realized the rest of what she said, 'not yet.'

"What does that mean, not yet?"

"I told him that you and I needed to talk first before I made a commitment like that. I need to know about you and Jacqui, what you want, and what about you and me?"

I took a deep breath. I knew that honesty was the only possibility we had of saving our marriage at this point. "Honey, I can't lie to you. I never intended for it to happen, but I fell in love with Jacqui. I love making love with her, I think she's a wonderful girl, and we have fun together outside the bedroom. She's just about perfect." I paused briefly trying to choke out my words, "The only thing is that she isn't you. I love you more than life itself. No one, not even Jacqui will ever be able to replace my love for you. After Jacqui and I made love last night, actually I guess the term 'fucked' would be more appropriate for last night, I told her how afraid I was; that I didn't want to lose you."

I took another deep breath after bearing my soul, "And I guess that brings us back to the question from a few minutes ago. What about you and Mike? How are you going to answer him?"

She looked down like she was afraid of her answer, "I still don't know. I love him. I don't know if I can be without him."

"And me, do you still love me?" Tears were starting to flow from my eyes.

Now she looked back up at me with tears in her eyes as well, "Yes, I don't know how to live without you either. I don't know what to do. I love both of you."

"But you're still thinking that you might go with him?"

She whispered to me ever so softly, "Yes."

Now my tears were flowing hard; I was barely able to hold back from sobbing. "Even if I was to tell you that I'd say goodbye to Jacqui?"

Michelle wiped the tears from her eyes, "Honey, it's not just Jacqui. After what you told me a minute ago, I don't even mind if you keep seeing her. That isn't going to make a difference to me. I need time to think. Can we go to bed now, I just want to make love with you. We can talk some more about it tomorrow. Please?

Oh how badly I wanted to take her to bed, make love with her, forget about Mike, and blank the last six months from my mind. The thing was, I knew I couldn't blank it out of my mind. I didn't even know if I could make love with my Michelle. I did know that I could hold her. I could wrap my arms around her and cling to her like there might not be a tomorrow, because in our case, there might not be. Even though it was still early, I needed the reassurance that, although slight, holding her in my arms would bring.

We hadn't had supper, with nothing to eat since lunchtime, since I wasn't hungry then either. I certainly didn't have an appetite tonight. Michelle led me into our bedroom. Once inside, she turned and kissed me; the kiss I had wanted when I walked in the house earlier. I pushed her away, thinking back to that magical night in Kodiak. I started unbuttoning her blouse, slowly, one button at a time until her frilly, soft, black bra was fully exposed. Ever since she had started seeing Mike, she had foregone her utilitarian white bras in favor of totally sexy ones. I reached around her and unsnapped it, lifting both it and her blouse off over her head. Michelle took my head in her hands, wrapping them through my hair, and pulled my mouth down to her bare nipple where I had sucked so many hundreds of times before.

I thought again about what I might be losing and my tears started falling once again; letting me taste my own salty tears on her nipple. I reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, pushing it down off her smooth, sexy hips and long perfect legs. I knew she hardly ever wore panties when she was with Mike, but she had put on the bikini panties matching her bra since she had to work that day. When she was down to her panties, I picked her up, and laid her on our bed. I laid down beside her, still clothed, took her in my arms and kissed her; pulling her bare breasts and nearly naked body to me. When we broke away from the kiss, we both had tears falling onto our bed. I held her and gently cried for what seemed like hours.

When there were no more tears left, I got up, undressed, climbed back in bed with her and took her in my arms again until I fell asleep. I awoke a few hours later with a soft, warm sensation on my cock, quickly realizing it was Michelle wrapping her mouth around me, slowly sucking up and down. She had pushed my underwear down while I was still asleep, bringing Clyde (our pet name for my cock) to full attention. When she realized I was awake, she briefly kissed me, climbed on top of me and lowered herself down onto me, impaling herself. We both moaned in pleasure at what was our first lovemaking in over a week.

My wife gently rose and fell over me, increasing the tempo, as we both came closer to a climax. Over the years, we had learned to come at the same time, which increased our pleasure ten fold. Tonight was no exception, as we both exploded and shook as I plunged deep inside her and warmed her vagina with my hot cum.

Afterward, we settled back into a face to face embrace for the rest of the night. I lay awake, unable to go back to sleep, hoping beyond hope that I could hang onto my wife. I thought about Jacqui, unable to get her out of my mind either; afraid of how to tell her that it was over between us if Michelle told Mike no. I wasn't even certain that I could continue with Jacqui knowing it wasn't a game any longer. My mind was a total mess and I hoped things would be clearer in the light of day.

It turned out that our situation did clear up a little the next morning. When Michelle and I were having breakfast, she told me of her plan. "I want to spend the next two weeks just you. No Mike at all. I'll tell him no phone calls, no texts, nothing. You can spend time with Jacqui if you want, take us both square dancing, take her home and make love with her if you want, but I'm going to be exclusively yours for the next two weeks."




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 03



I liked her plan so far, except I didn't think I'd be able to continue a relationship with Jacqui during that time, maybe platonic, taking her to square dancing or dinner, but not spending one of my precious nights with her. Then Michelle dropped the rest of her bomb on my plate. "Then I want to spend another weekend with Mike and I'll tell him either yes or goodbye."

I didn't know how to respond to that. Two weeks, plus one weekend to decide the rest of our lives? We decided that we'd be together until June 13th. Then she was going to go back to Seattle for what I hoped would be her last time. Assuming she did come home after that, our game had gone as far as it possibly could go. Both our emotions with our lovers had simply gone too far. We had slipped over the waterfall. We would give one more weekend, then have to say goodbye to our lovers.

We decided that the last weekend would be June 13th. Michelle let me listen to her call to Mike where she told him she wouldn't be able to see him until the 13th, when she would drive up. She asked him not to call until then. We didn't want to deprive Jacqui of her square dance lessons, so we agreed that we'd all go together. 

I called Jacqui and asked her if she could get that weekend off so we could take another weekend trip. She called me back a little later and told me that once again, Tina would cover for her. "Where are we going?"

"I don't know yet; haven't decided. Is there any place you'd like to go for a weekend?"

"I'll think about it."

I told her I probably wouldn't get a chance to see her before then, except square dancing on Friday night. I told her Michelle and I would pick her up at our normal time.

The rest of that week, Michelle and I lived our normal lives, both of us going to work, coming home and having a great dinner. We snuggled on the couch watching some TV, played some card and dice games and when we went to bed, there were fireworks! We made love like there would be no tomorrow. As sweet as our lovemaking had become since Mike came into Michelle's life, I think we surpassed it almost every night! I told her constantly how much I loved her and she reciprocated with the same. We snuggled, we kissed, we made love.

Friday night, Michelle and I together picked up Jacqui and we all went to the square dance lessons. Afterwards, we took Jacqui home and I kissed her lightly on the lips and told her that I had made us a reservation in Virginia City on Friday night, and Reno on Saturday. "I'll call you later and tell you more about it."

Michelle and I drove home, went in the house, and made love. It was one of the happiest times in my life. The thought that Michelle was going to Seattle in a week, and what might come of it never entered my mind in the slightest. I simply knew that as happy as we both were, all was well and nothing could interfere with it.

Saturday morning before Jacqui left for work, I called her and told her a little about where we were going. "There's this really cool historic bordello in Virginia City. I thought it would be fun to stay there. It might be fun to do a little role playing; you can pretend to be a prostitute and I'll be your John."

"That does sound like fun! I'll be sure to take some 'whore' clothes with me."

Wow, I thought, this could turn out to be better than I had even imagined. I told her what time I'd pick her up Friday for the airplane trip and that I wouldn't have a chance to see her between now and then.

The rest of the week flew by. Michelle didn't call Mike and I didn't call Jacqui. Michelle's and my lovemaking continued to sizzle all week, and we enjoyed each other immensely, relieving me of any concerns that she could possibly stay in Seattle with Mike.

Friday morning, Michelle and I kissed each other goodbye for the weekend. She was leaving straight from work and I had to leave a few hours early to pick Jacqui up and get to the airport no later than 2:00, as our plane left at 3:00. We got into Reno about 6:30, rented a car and drove to Virginia City, checking into our 'brothel' at about 8:00.

ooOoo

I hadn't had a chance to talk to Jacqui about it, but I know I was looking forward to our role playing that night. I had asked Michelle for the room number she and Mike had spent the night in as I wanted Jacqui and I to have the same room. It was pretty much like Michelle had described it, exactly like I would expect a brothel room to have been like a hundred plus years ago: lumpy full bed; frilly, well used bedspread; a couple old pictures of naked girls on the walls; kerosene lights on the wall; wash basin and pitcher of warm water; no television or other electronics except an old phone next to the bed. For our role playing that night, it was perfect!

As soon as we closed the door behind us, I pulled Jacqui to me for a kiss. She pushed me away and told me that I needed to make payment before we did anything. I had planned ahead with a hundred dollars cash I pulled out of my wallet and handed her. She whispered in my ear, "A thousand dollars for tonight and the weekend."

I looked at her with shock on my face, telling her, "What? You can't be serious. I don't have that much money with me!"

She smiled again and said, "A thousand dollars, unless you want to sleep on the floor by yourself."

I stammered and stuttered while she picked up the ancient phone and dialed the front desk. "Hi could you please send up an extra blanket and pillow." A slight pause, then, "Thank you."

"They'll be up with your bedding in a few minutes."

I looked at her, totally speechless. She batted her eyes at me and said, "I think I saw a US bank down the street if you don't want to use the extra bedding."

I wasn't sure what to do; Michelle and I didn't have that kind of money in the bank. But I sure as heck didn't come all this way to sleep on the floor with my beautiful girlfriend comfortably snuggled by herself in bed. The only thing I could think of was to raid our home equity loan. So I walked down the three blocks to the bank and withdrew the money. When I got back in the room, Jacqui carefully counted out the thousand dollars and put it in her purse.

She looked at me and smiled, telling me, "Honey, I don't want you to be gentle tonight. I need you to fuck me."

My heart was in my throat. "What do you mean?"

"I think you know what I mean. You know I need you, Robert. But tonight I need you in a different way. Don't hold back. I want to be lost in you, lost in your desire; lost in your lust. I am yours—live out every fantasy you've ever had. With me. Tonight I'm your whore!"

There was no waiting—no wondering what she would wear, or how she would look when she emerged from the bathroom. Even though she was offering me carte blanche, I still began a little hesitantly. I held the back of her neck and kissed her sweet lips, tasting her perfume. I could feel her relax at my touch, as I took charge. I entwined her hair in my fingers and thrust my tongue into her mouth. My other hand grabbed her breast through her blouse. I loved her, loved Jacqui, but I wasn't tender with my touch. When I pulled away from that kiss, it was to say one word: "Strip." Not 'undress', or 'undress for me baby,' or 'let me see you naked,' just "Strip."

I sat back on the lumpy bed and looked up at her. At first she stood there, and undid the top button on her olive satin blouse. When her hips began to sway I felt the telltale bulge in my chinos start to grow. Jacqui bit her lip and swayed her hips back and forth as she unbuttoned her blouse. When she shrugged it from her shoulders, I could see the ivory lace bra beneath and smiled up at her. "You're beautiful," I whispered.

Jacqui smiled back and shook her head, her hair going wild. She undid the zip at the side of her tight skirt and wriggled out of it. Now all she was wearing was her bra, matching panties, and a pair of black hold up stockings with lace around the top and heels—black patent heels. My bulge was getting bigger, and throbbing in my pants.

She looked down at me and whispered, "Are you going to fuck me?"

"Oh, yes," I replied.

"Hard?"

I nodded.

"Because you know I'm yours."

"I know," I said as she danced on.

"Tell me," she said. "Tell me what you're going to do."

"I'm going to fuck you." My heart was thumping. "I'm going to fuck you like I have never fucked you before. Fuck you like you've never been fucked before—not by me, not by anyone." She bit her lower lip, and her cheeks started to flush. "Now take off your bra," I said, "And let me see your tits."

Momentarily, her eyes widened, then Jacqui reached back and unclipped her bra before shrugging it from her shoulders. Her lovely nipples, which I had suckled on before, looked bold and erect. And I was hungry. She folded her arms under her breasts. Fleetingly I saw fear in her eyes—was this the Robert she knew and loved, or had she unleashed something else. I don't think she was sure. I beckoned her to me, and she knelt next to the bed, right beside me. Again, I kissed her—savagely on the mouth, drinking in her taste. My hand went to her breast, mauling it, kneading it. I pinched her nipple and she gasped; she gasped again when I twisted it. But then she groaned with pleasure. A part of me wanted to draw her towards me, take her nipple in my mouth, and suck it as I had before. But that wasn't what Jacqui wanted tonight.

I took Jacqui's hand and placed it on the bulge in my pants. "You did that to me," I whispered. Her eyes twinkled as she undid my belt, unzipped me, and released my cock. As she lowered her mouth over me, I felt her hair cascade down onto my legs, and her hot breath on my cock. Jacqui's mouth was hot, and I felt her lips slide slowly down my shaft. I held her head in my hands and groaned as she took more and more of me into her mouth. My cock was throbbing; I had never felt so hard. She cradled my balls in her hand and bobbed up and down. I could feel her lips tight around me.

Without thinking, I responded to her bobbing by thrusting up into her mouth. With her head still in my hands I started to fuck her—but I was fucking her mouth; my cock raked by her teeth as I filled her. Jacqui moaned as she sucked on my cock and squeezed my balls. She loved me, as I loved her—but this was animal lust we were showing one another: desire and lust.

I grabbed a handful of Jacqui's hair and held her head as I pushed my cock into her mouth; my other hand grabbed her beautiful butt and gave it a squeeze. I squeezed hard enough that she seemed to gasp—at least as well as she could with her mouth full! Then I grabbed at her panties and pulled at them. I yanked so hard I heard the material tear. When I pulled one last time, they came off altogether in my hand, and she was naked but for stockings and heels.

"Oh God Jacqui, that feels amazing," I rasped as my fingernails dug into her ass. She was sucking my cock, and her tongue was pressed against my shaft. My fingers found her pussy and I pushed two inside her—she was so hot, so wet. I was convinced she wanted me—desired me—with the same animal passion I was feeling for her. She looked up at me with her mouth full, eyes smiling but widened when I pushed my fingers back inside her. "Do you like that?" I whispered, "Do you?"

All she could do was groan and give a little nod. I pushed my fingers deeper inside her. "Do you like feeling my fingers in your cunt?"

She groaned her assent. My cock was throbbing, my heart beating fast, and my fingers slick with her juice. I wanted more. I wanted to give Jacqui what she wanted; more of this animal lust. My fingers slipped from her pussy and brushed against her asshole. Her mouth opened wide and she gasped; air rushing past my cock into her mouth. In all the times we had made love we had never even talked about anal; it had never come up. But that night was not a night for asking permission, for discussing limits; for pushing envelopes. I pushed my finger inside, feeling her asshole tight around my finger as it went one knuckle deep.

"And how about that?" I asked. "I bet you like that don't you?"

She moaned her assent and I pushed my finger deeper, deep enough inside her so that my knuckles were pressed against the soft flesh of her ass. I felt her try to pull away; try to pull off my prick. She came up for air, "Oh God, Robert. Please—fuck me!"

I knew I would; I knew I must—but not yet. I slipped my finger from her ass. "Are you feeling dirty?"

She nodded.

"Are you my dirty girl tonight, my whore?"

"Oh yes," she replied. "Yes. I want to be your whore. I'm all yours. You know I am." As if to punctuate her statement she kissed the tip of my cock, then licked down along its length. She was driving me wild, insane with desire. I so wanted to have her, to take her. "I'm your whore Robert, your slut. Just take me. Show me I'm yours. Show me how you want me." I felt the tip of her tongue teasing at my balls and it was my turn to groan. I grabbed at her ass, mauling her soft flesh as she teased me.

Jacqui was still kneeling next to me as I lay on her bed. I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me, laying her across my lap. I could feel her breasts against my thighs. Whack! I spanked her ass. It stung my hand so I know it stung her too, and her body jerked. Whack! I spanked her again, and again her body jerked in reaction. That beautiful, near naked body. "You're mine!" I whispered, "You're my slut. What are you?"

"I'm," Whack! "Your," Whack! "Slut!" Whack! My cock was throbbing now, almost painful. I so wanted her—wanted Jacqui like never before. I slid my hand between her legs, one finger slipping between the velvet folds of her pussy.

"Your cunt is mine." I growled.

"Oh yes. Yes it is."

I pushed two fingers inside her. She was so wet, so hot, so willing. "Get on your knees, whore."

She knelt up on the bed and I got behind her. I grabbed her waist and rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her slit. Jacqui groaned. She wanted this as much as me. I held her waist tight and rammed forward, impaling her on my prick in a single movement. She squealed in surprise as I filled her. I felt her pussy tighten around me as it always did, but then I spanked her again and it tightened even more.

"Oh God, Robert." She whispered. "You feel huge. Like you're going to split me in two." I slid my cock almost out of her then rammed it home again; grinding into her tight pussy. Leaning forward I grabbed her breast in my hand, twisting her nipple as I thrust again and again. She did feel tight and I felt huge. And I wanted her so badly. My thrusting accelerated and Jacqui pushed back against each thrust, anticipating them, and wanting every last inch of me inside her.

"Oh Robert," she said, "Do something for me."

"What?"

"Fuck my ass. No one has ever fucked my ass."

I hadn't ever fucked a girl in the ass before either. Michelle and I had tried once and she didn't like it so we didn't ever try again, but tonight I was more than ready to give Jacqui what she wanted!

I pulled out of her cunt and admired her butt. Oh God, she was beautiful! I couldn't help but crush those beautiful cheeks in my hands, getting a whimper of pain from her; especially after the spanking from earlier.

My cock was still slick from her pussy juices as I spread her cheeks apart. I reached my fingers into her pussy, wetting them and at the same time getting squeals of pleasure from Jacqui. With my fingers wet with her juices, I rubbed them along her slit, making sure she was lubricated before placing my wet, slick cock at the entrance to her rosebud.

The sight of her bottom stretching out this wide for the first time was amazing, made even better knowing that it was my cock that was about to invade her. I put my cock at her entrance and didn't warn her as I drove inside her, a little slow at first, then when I felt her resistance fade, I steadily drove deeper and deeper inside her. "Oh fuck!" Jacqui groaned as I pierced her. This was the first time for either of us and I was amazed at how tight and good it felt. Every inch by agonizing inch that I sunk closer to her core was another inch I felt encased by heaven itself.

Finally, I slammed my hips against her jiggly butt cheeks, and drained her of the ability to speak, due to the iron hard cock rammed into her. I still wasn't being gentle with her; I was almost insanely wanting to possess her

Sharp squeaks were being forced from her as I abused her as roughly as I wanted to. I was sure she wasn't enjoying it yet. Her squeals now were so different from the groans of pleasure from a few minutes ago. "Robert, go slower. Please!" she cried.

Her plea brought me down from my craziness. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I was, so I slowed myself until I was slipping in and out of her tight butt easily; letting her finally get used to the size before I planted myself balls deep inside her bum.

Jacqui's moans started sounding like the groans of pleasure that I had become used to as I slowly drove back in and out of her. She was facedown on the bed, trying to use the covers to muffle her groans of pleasure. I didn't want anything muffled. I wanted everyone in this whorehouse to know we were fucking and fucking hard!

I realized that Jacqui was playing with her clit. "I'm close, I'm so close just don't fucking stop." She was whining in a high pitch, furiously rubbing her clit while I pumped her from behind.

With only seconds before I knew I couldn't last any longer, Jacqui's body started convulsing in a violent orgasm. She started screaming with pleasure, "Oh fuck, oh fuck," she screamed over and over again.

As she came, her ass squeezed around me so tightly that it felt like I might be trapped in this place of heaven forever!

I couldn't hold myself back any longer and succumbed to the orgasm I had been trying desperately to withhold. Jacqui evidently felt it the second I blasted her insides with hot, gooey cum. She seemed to like it, based on the way she was grinding her hips back against me in an attempt to drain me.

I could barely hear her groans as they were deposited into the pillows, but I knew she was feeling as amazing as I was.

"Holy shit!" She mumbled, as both of us were spent and collapsed down onto the bed.

My animalistic urges from before had subsided now, and I didn't want anything more than to love this girl who had given her all to me. I withdrew my limp cock from her ass and she rolled over facing me. "That was about the most incredible experience I've ever had," she told me.

"It was, wasn't it. Want to do it again?"

"Yes, but not for a while; I think I'm going to be a little sore there for a while."

I kissed her, "I love you."

Jacqui kind of purred as she snuggled into my chest and we both went to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up to see Jacqui splashing water on her face from the wash bowl on the counter. She was wearing my very favorite; nothing. Her naked body was so beautiful. She sauntered over to the bed, sitting down beside me, "Well, did you get your money's worth last night?" as she snuck her hand under the blanket and wrapped it around my morning wood.

"Nope, not yet. Have plans for my very favorite whore the rest of the weekend."

"Umm, I'm kind of hoping those plans start about now." She pushed the covers off of me and started to climb over me. I let her straddle me and sink her wet pussy down onto me. Oh God, she felt good! She rested on top of me for a few minutes but as soon as she started to ride me up and down, I pushed her off and rolled her over onto her back. One thing I had learned since Michelle and I started our game last January was restraint, and how to keep that horny feeling alive, and right now that's what I intended.

Jacqui smiled at me and said, "Umm, last night was fantastic. But I want to make love with you this morning."




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 03



"I can tell. But we need to get up. I have plans for today and it involves you being horny as hell!"

"Ugh, sometimes I think I hate you! What kind of plans?"

"Not going to tell you yet. You'll find out later. Right now, let's find the shower and get cleaned up and dressed."

The Silver Queen had installed a couple common showers off the hall, one for men and one for women. I slipped on a pair of boxers and peeked out. I didn't see anyone in the hall so I snuck down to see if they were empty. The little signs on the doors said vacant so I went back and told Jacqui that now was the time to jump in the shower. We slipped on some shorts and shirt before venturing out in the hall. When I started to follow her into the women's shower, she pushed me out, telling me "Unhunh, no fuck together, no shower together!" So I grudgingly showered by myself in the men's shower. Not nearly as much fun!

After we had cleaned up and gotten dressed, Jacqui and I went downstairs looking for some breakfast. We had been late getting there the night before and hadn't had a chance to explore to find a café. Fortunately, the Silver Queen did serve breakfast pretty much like they did in the old days. We had a choice of eggs, ham, bacon, fried taters and pancakes. It was all pretty darn good! When they gave us the check and it was time to go, my pretty young lady smiled at me and said, "I'll pay, I think I can afford it now." I guess she could; she had my thousand dollars stashed away in her purse!

After breakfast, we walked to the back of the room and admired the Silver Queen. It was an approximately 15' high painting of a woman, dressed in a gown of 3,261 silver dollars and 28 twenty dollar gold coins. It was beautiful and fascinating.



Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 04



When we ventured out on the street I told Jacqui that I was going to start extracting some services for what I had paid her. She looked at me with kind of a worried frown on her face, certainly not sure what I meant by that. As we walked down the street, I saw ahead of us what I was looking for. We were in Nevada where prostitution is actually legal. I doubt there's a town in Reno that doesn't have at least one sex shop and Virginia City certainly wasn't an exception. I was holding Jacqui's sexy hand as we walked down the old boardwalk and she hesitated quite a little when I started to pull her into the Lover's Nest.

I told her that since she was my slut for the weekend, she needed to look the part and I was going to buy her an appropriate dress. She didn't seem too happy about it and asked me, "Don't you think maybe you're carrying this role play a bit too far?"

I smiled at her, "Sweetheart, we've only just begun."

She reluctantly followed me into the store. We were met by a pretty, young sales girl named Marci asking if she could help. I couldn't help but think about the time I went into Victoria's Secret the first time, several months earlier and another pretty, young lady named Jacqui offered to help me find clothes for my wife. I didn't think Jacqui would approve if I asked this pretty lady to try on the clothes for me, like I had with her that first time.

I told Marci that we were looking for a very sexy dress for my girlfriend. She led us to the dress racks and we told her we'd look and let her know if we found anything. We went to the size four section and started looking through them, picking one out now and then that we liked. Jacqui was starting to enjoy herself , holding up one after the other in front of her to visualize how she'd look in it. We looked at ultra mini dresses, backless dresses, long dresses with a slit to above the hip, picking out a few for her to try on when I saw the dress I knew instantly I wanted for her. It was a shiny gold metallic material, with the front and back tied together by little straps all the way up the side showing her hips completely. It was fairly short, about mid-thigh, then, just above where her panty line would have been, it split into two sections again showing her stomach and cleavage, with the two sections covering her breasts tied together by the same sexy straps as the sides. The back above the hips was bare, with the gold straps stretching around the back. It was the sexiest and most revealing by far of all the ones we had picked out.

When I held that dress up for Jacqui's inspection, her face turned bright red and she started to stammer, "You wouldn't. No way could I wear that, I'd be practically naked!"

"Sweetheart," I told her, "You work in Victoria's Secret. You sell sexy dresses all the time!"

"But nothing like that!" she complained.

I smiled at her and asked her to try it on. I took her by the hand and we found Marci and asked to use the fitting room. Marci saw the dress that I was holding and said to Jacqui, "You'll look beautiful in that."

When Jacqui emerged from the fitting room a few minutes later, I couldn't believe my eyes. She was more stunning than any woman I had ever seen before, even my wife. Her skin was naturally tan and the gold color looked beautiful on her. The hemline was about eight inches above her knees, just low enough to be decent. The straps on her hips were strategically placed so there would be no way to wear panties and certainly not a bra! The material wasn't see-through at all, it was thin enough to clearly show the outline of her nipples, which were very pointed and obviously very hard. It just barely covered her nipples and aerolas with maybe half an inch to spare. I'm sure my face showed how awe-struck I was as I instantly blurted out to Marci, "We'll take it!"

Jacqui slowly turned around so that I could see the back. It was open, plunging down to just slightly reveal a hint of her butt crack. The front was held tight by tiny, nearly invisible elastic straps around her back, with the metallic gold straps hanging loosely across her back. It had exactly the look I wanted, very elegantly slutty. Exactly how I imagined a high class call girl would look.

Next, I wanted something for her to wear during the day. I'd already seen a couple blouses that I thought would be appropriate, silky and very slinky, including the one she was wearing this morning. The challenge was that I wanted something for her to wear under them that she normally wouldn't wear. Her bras were all pretty sexy, from Victoria's Secret. But none of them were like I wanted for her. Jacqui was browsing through some more dresses while I told Marci what I was looking for. She looked at Jacqui, got a smile on her face and led me right to them. A half bra, intended to hold her boobs up, prominently displaying her totally bare nipples.

I know what you're thinking, but what can I say? I'm a guy and I like to show off my girl! And under the circumstances, having paid her a thousand dollars for the weekend, I felt like I had a right to. When I took it over and asked Jacqui to try it on, she looked at me and said, "No way! That's going too far. I'm not wearing that!"

"You're bought and paid for my dear. You should have thought about that before wanting a thousand dollars for the weekend!"

She glared at me a bit and resignedly took it into the dressing room. When she came out wearing the bra under her blouse, her breasts and nipples were standing at full attention with no hint there was anything at all under her blouse. Marci looked at Jacqui, then inquisitively at me. "We'll take it, two of them!

Jacqui started to go back in the dressing room, I supposed probably to change back into the bra she wore into the store. I stopped her and told her that she could wear it now. Just to make sure she didn't change, I went in and retrieved her original one.

I made our purchases and we started back down the boardwalk to the Silver Queen. I couldn't help but keep glancing over at the nipples, I mean girl, walking alongside me. We walked past several people and some of them blatantly watched Jacqui and some tried to be nonchalant, but their eyes were swiveling in their heads as we walked past.

As we were walking up the stairs, Jacqui whispered to me, "I'm so damn horny! I want to fuck!"

I was just as aroused as she was, but like at the Oregon coast, I knew going through the day in that condition was so much fun! "Not yet sweetheart, we have lots to do."

As soon as we got into our room, Jacqui attacked me, kissing me with her tongue halfway down my throat and moaning how much she wanted me. I kissed her back just as passionately, rubbing my hands over her nipples, pinching them through her thin blouse, trying to make her even more aroused than she already was. When she started to unzip my pants, I pushed her away and told her we needed to get packed and checked out. She moaned her frustration and finished packing her suitcase, very carefully folding her new dress on top.

We loaded our suitcases in the car and I asked Jacqui if she wanted to explore a little more of Virginia City before we drove back to Reno.

We walked up the boardwalk, window shopping in various shops. Lots of touristy little shops, a leather shop that I really liked with beautiful items. Jacqui found a leather jacket she thought would look great on me. I did too, except for one tiny detail, $899.99! We passed on it. There was a leather dress, much like what I would suspect an Indian maiden would have worn I would have loved to get for either Jacqui or Michelle, but same problem -- EXPENSIVE! We passed on that store. 

I have to admit that I was enjoying the glances Jacqui was getting from both men and women with her nipples poking through her blouse!

A little further was the old territorial prison from 1869, now a museum. It had rooms for all kinds of various executions and tortures, a gas chamber, suffocation chamber, the hell hole in the basement and so on. Not a very pleasant place! I don't think Jacqui was overly impressed.

Across the street we saw a photo shop where they took old time photos. I asked Jacqui about getting our picture taken and she was all for it. They had all kinds of frontier clothes and props. I thought it would be appropriate for Jacqui to be a dance hall girl and she was all for it as well. I wanted to be sheriff Wyatt Earp, snuggling my girl! The picture came out great, Jacqui had on a blue dance hall dress, showing lots of cleavage. Jacqui's push up bra was perfect. No, I'm not going to send anyone a copy of the picture, so don't bother asking!

Another store I especially enjoyed was an art gallery (I use the term 'art' pretty loosely). It had old time paintings that were printed on old barn wood. I bought one of a pretty girl leading her horse for Michelle and Jacqui liked one with a couple cowboys by a campfire, so I bought that one for her.

Thankfully, the weather wasn't too hot. The two times that Michelle and I had been there (once right after our wedding), it was so hot as to be almost unbearable. 

We didn't want to be too late getting to Reno, so mid-afternoon we left Virginia City and drove around through Carson City and back to Reno. I had reservations at the Peppermill Hotel/Casino on Virginia Street, just down the street a ways from Reno's famous sign stretching across the street, "The Biggest Little City in the World."

It was early evening when we checked in, so we walked down to the casino and promptly lost twenty dollars each in the slot machines. I've never been much of a gambler and didn't play blackjack or the other games, just the slots. Jacqui hadn't ever been to a casino, so it was pretty exciting to her. The most exciting for me was watching Jacqui having fun, and the guys around her trying to inconspicuously catch peeks of her boobs! I wasn't sure about her, but I know I was getting hornier and hornier, watching her!

Around seven o'clock, we went back to our room and got dressed for dinner. We were going to the Peppermill's Terrace Lounge where they had an Australian band, Mustered Courage, playing later that evening. I dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a silky dress shirt and Jacqui put on the ultra sexy gold dress we bought that morning. When she walked out of the dressing room, her make-up on, hair brushed down and that sexy dress, I was like "WOW, this girl is mine!" Every time she dressed up, it seemed she was more beautiful than the last time. She smiled at me, did a little circle and asked, "You like?"

"Yeah, I like! Jacqui, you're absolutely ravishing! I doubt anybody will even notice the band playing with you in the room." I was so horny that it was all I could do not to tear it right back off of her. Then, it didn't help when she walked over to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me one of those kisses that would raise a dead man's cock! When I reached inside her dress and started massaging a bare breast under her dress, she pushed me away and said we had to go downstairs. The vamp!

This was the first time I had been in the Peppermill. Michelle and I had stayed in Circus Circus the times we were in Reno. The Peppermill and especially the lounge were completely different. CC is very family oriented but the Terrace Lounge is nothing if not sexy! We sat on a raised balcony area overlooking the swim pool with several bikini clad girls playing in the water. The stage was at one end, with a dance floor between it and the pool.

When Jacqui and I walked in, she instantly became the center of attention in her gold, figure hugging, barely there dress. I couldn't have been prouder, walking with my arm around this girl. I had heard of 'arm candy,' and Jacqui certainly was that! More so, she was a wonderful, intelligent young lady and I could hardly believe she was with me!

We ordered an Italian dinner, I love lasagna and Jacqui ordered a chicken parmesan something. We ate, sneaking an occasional kiss and I couldn't help but rub my fingers gently along her nearly bare hips. The Australian band was playing and a few people were on the dance floor. We finished our meal around eight thirty and listened to the music a while longer, snuggling together. I wasn't much of a dancer, except square dancing so we just watched. Then, I had a thought, an evil thought! I whispered to Jacqui, "Hon, how would you like to go to a square dance?"

She looked at me like I had lost what few marbles she knew I had, "Umm, have you noticed what I'm wearing? Not exactly square dance clothes!"

I smiled at her and whispered, "Come on, it'll be fun. We're in Little Sin City, give them a little shock. What can it hurt?" The ladies at square dances normally wear very full skirts, very fluffy slips and pettipants underneath to be pretty, yet hide their privates when twirling. Jacqui's gold dress that revealed about 95% more skin than material, no bra, no panties would be absolutely scandalous. I loved it! And, I had already paid her a thousand dollars for the weekend, so she had to go (unless she said no, that is).

We left the lounge and rode the elevator back up to our room so she could change her shoes. High heels simply wouldn't do to dance in. I thought everything else she was 'not' wearing would be perfect! We checked Reno square dance clubs on the internet with my smart phone and found the Reno Twirlers, that danced from 8:30 to 11:00 on the 2nd and 3rd Saturdays of each month. They were on the other side of town, so we guessed about twenty to thirty minutes to get there, putting us there around 9:30 or so, plenty of time for some fun dancing.

We didn't have any trouble finding the address with the GPS in the car. When we walked in, Jacqui wearing a backless, no sides, nearly no front dress, the couple at the check-in table did a pretty big double take when we paid our eight dollars each. There were seven squares dancing (each square is eight dancers, just in case anyone is reading this that doesn't know square dancing, lol). There were another five or six couples and a few single ladies sitting around the outside. Usually at our dances in Kennewick, we're lucky to have two squares, so this much crowd was a treat for us. I knew that dancing with my beautiful Jacqui would be a definite treat for all the guys.

I suspected they were pretty used to visitors, with Reno being such a tourist town, but probably not visitors that looked or were dressed quite like Jacqui. They were nearing the end of this particular set of dances when we walked in, all the dancers in each square putting an arm across the shoulder of the person on each side and yelling "Thank You!" which is traditional at the end of each set. During the rest period between the sets (actually each set of dances is called a 'tip'), people milled around and several came over to greet us. They were all polite and very nice, but Jacqui got more than one raised eyelid and extra scrutiny, from both men and women. I was grateful there weren't any kids there. That was the only thing I had worried about with her sexy dress.

When the next tip started and we got into a square, Jacqui was pretty nervous. She was still a beginner and had only danced to our caller in Kennewick. It's nerve wracking the first time you venture out to strange callers and people you don't know. Doubly or triply so when you're as exposed as Jacqui was! I let everyone in the square know that Jacqui was a beginner and there were a few calls she still didn't know, but not many. She did great and I was so proud of her, except for the fact that her dress kept creeping up her thigh! I was a perfect gentleman and did my best to keep her hands occupied so she didn't have any chance to push it back down. I think there were only a couple times that her pussy and butt cheeks were completely exposed! I certainly noticed that the guys held her a little tighter than normal when swinging and twirled her a little harder than the other ladies, I think to get that dress worked up higher on her hips.

By the end of the dance, Jacqui had become a huge hit with the folks. Everyone was understanding about her being a beginner and helped her through whenever she got confused. Several people were milling around us, asking where we were from, what brought us to Reno, whether we would be back and so on. Me? I just wanted to get her out of there, into our hotel room and out of that dress! I'd been waiting all day to make love with her and the closer that time came, the more eager my little man became! My brain wasn't able to do much because all my blood was going elsewhere in my body, about halfway down.

One thing I hadn't anticipated when we decided to go to the square dance was the long drive home. As soon as we got in the car away from people, the first thing out of Jacqui's mouth was, "I'm so fucking horny, I can't hardly stand it!"

'Oh God,' I thought, 'It's a half hour back to the damn hotel!' My cock was standing so stiff, nearly ready to come on its own. Then when Jacqui leaned over and unzipped my slacks and told me I'd better find a place to park for a few minutes just as we were driving past Walmart, I didn't even have time to turn on the blinker before we were stopped in their lot. She pulled out my cock and had her mouth around it in about eight seconds. Jacqui hadn't done this very much to me and if there were words to describe how it felt right then, I'd patent them and make a fortune! My eyes were squeezed closed and the only sensation I was feeling was Jacqui's warm mouth and tongue sliding over my cock. I was so close to coming and I started to tell her when she pulled her mouth off of me, kissed me on the lips and said, "Now, we're even for you making me wear this dress. I damn near came right in the middle of a dance. Now, get us home!"

Oh, I couldn't believe she could do that to me, leaving me in agony like that! My normal six or seven inch cock felt like it must have been at least nine inches! As I sped down the street, Jacqui tried to zip my pants back up but there wasn't any way she could get me all inside them, "I guess you'll have to figure that out when we get there."

When we finally got to the hotel parking lot about three hours later, well at least it seemed like three hours, I did manage to scrunch myself back into my pants so I could zip them and be at least somewhat dignified as we hurried up to our room. I had a pretty big and obvious bulge, but at least it wasn't sticking out for all to see.

The instant the door clicked shut behind us, we were in each other's arms, kissing and pulling at clothes. I was still lucid enough to know I didn't want to tear that gorgeous dress as I pulled it up and off her body in one swift motion, leaving her naked in front of me. I bore in on those gorgeous breasts, pulling her tightly to my mouth, then Jacqui pushed me away and fumbled with the buttons on my shirt while I pushed my pants and boxers down. Almost every other time we made love, Jacqui went in the dressing room and primped, putting on fresh makeup, new perfume, combed her hair out and did her best to make herself as beautiful as possible. Not tonight. I had intended slow, sensual lovemaking, but that wasn't going to be in the cards tonight! Jacqui and I practically ran for the bed and tumbled down on it. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders, found her slit to heaven and was deep inside her, my pelvis hitting on hers almost before her backside hit the bed. She was so damn wet it seemed like someone had turned on a faucet inside her!

I thrust in and out of her, both of us grunting and moaning our pleasure, Jacqui driving her hips out to me with every thrust. As close as I already was, I was only able to thrust a few times into her before I had one of the most incredible orgasms I ever remember having. Jacqui was literally screaming under me and clawing at my back as I ejaculated my hot cum inside her. I had become pretty good at being able to draw out my lovemaking, making myself last. But this was one of the shortest, most intense fucks I ever remembered having. As Jacqui and I lay with each other trying to catch our breaths, I couldn't help but think back to the time I watched my friend Alec fuck Michelle the first time when he spent that night in her bed in Kodiak. This was exactly how it must have felt to Alec and Michelle that first time.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 04



After that, I was pretty much spent. Jacqui and I lay in bed snuggling and kissing, our arms wrapped around each other. That's how I woke up the next morning, my arm was around her and her head on my chest. I very gently pushed her off of me, trying not to wake her. I scooted myself down under the covers and very gently pushed her legs apart and buried my mouth in her sweet pussy lips. I licked, stretching my tongue as deeply into her as I could, finding her clit and nibbling on it gently. Jacqui started to moan and move her hips up to meet my searching mouth. I continued to toy with her until I was pretty sure she was fully awake from the moaning and thrusting she was doing. Then, I scooted back up and kissed her passionately, our tongues in each other's mouth. 

She finally broke away from me and said, "Wow, what a way to wake up. I like it!" 

"I try to please. I love you!" 

"Mmm, I love you too." Then we kissed again. I couldn't help but think about Michelle and wonder if this would be the last time I'd be making love with Jacqui. Last night had been so filled with lust and need but this morning was slow and very erotic. We kissed, I nibbled and sucked on her nipples, she sucked on mine, I explored her inner folds with my fingers until neither of us could stand it any more and I rolled over her in the missionary position so we could kiss while we made love. As opposed to the raw sex from the last two nights, that morning we made long, very slow and passionate love, both of us building our orgasms gradually to a fantastic height. Jacqui's pussy was pulsing and pulling me as she always did, giving me that pleasure that only she could! Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, Jacqui's hips locked onto mine and she shuddered and erupted around me, causing my release as well. I spurted over and over into her, feeling like it would never end. Nor did I ever want it to!

But all lovemaking does eventually have to come to an end. Again, I wondered if that was the last time I would be inside her. That thought was nearly unbearable, but not nearly so much as the thought of losing my wonderful wife, Michelle! The possibility of that was simply unimaginable that I couldn't even contemplate.

After showering and getting dressed in reasonably conservative clothes, Jacqui and I walked downstairs and had breakfast in one of the many restaurants in the Peppermill. We still had about four hours before our plane left for home, so we wandered around the casino, holding hands and putting a few dollars in an occasional slot machine. I was surprised when I actually won a fairly good jackpot, the first time it had ever happened to me. Three diamonds showed up, paying 10,000 credits. It was only a nickel machine but still, it was five hundred dollars! I hadn't ever won that much in my life, probably all together. Michelle and I went to the Wildhorse Casino out of Pendleton every so often and if we were lucky we'd come home with as much money as we took, never winning more than thirty or forty dollars. I felt that winning a jackpot like that must be a good omen for things to come!

We drove back to the airport, dropped off the rental car, went through security an hour or so ahead of our departure and then waited for our flight to load and take us home. Jacqui and I talked about our weekend, laughed about Friday night in Virginia City where she pretended to be my prostitute (she still had my thousand dollars too, or at least most of it!) I told her again how beautiful she was in the gold dress we bought Saturday. She said she doubted if she'd wear it to another square dance, which caused both of us to laugh. Her wearing it to that dance was about the most outrageous thing either of us had ever done.

After we boarded and on our flight home, I couldn't help but think about Michelle, Jacqui and myself. I was confident that Michelle was mine, but where was that going to leave me and Jacqui? If Michelle told Mike goodbye and didn't see him again as I was sure she would do, I assumed I would need to do the same with Jacqui. I turned and looked at her, sleeping beside me, her head on my shoulder. How was I going to tell this beautiful, wonderful girl goodbye? I had been honest with Jacqui and she knew this very likely may be our last time together, but that wasn't going to make it any easier when the time actually came. I took her hand in mine and closed my eyes, trying to get a little rest before we arrived back in Pasco.

After the plane landed, we picked up our luggage and I drove Jacqui home. When I dropped her off, I kissed her and said that I'd call her in the next couple days. Before I left, she handed me an envelope. I opened it, finding over $900 cash. Grinning at me, she told me, "I never intended on keeping this. Besides, I had too much fun!" I tried to get her to keep it, but she told me again that she didn't want it. I do have to admit that it was a bit of a relief that I didn't have to explain the thousand dollars to Michelle.

I drove home by myself, again thinking how I could tell her goodbye. I simply hadn't any doubt about what Michelle was going to do and I loved her deeply and couldn't imagine losing her. When I got home, her car was in the driveway, which I was very glad to see. I parked and walked in to see my wife sitting on the couch with tear streaks on her cheeks. That didn't particularly surprise me since she had just told Mike goodbye and I was sure it had been very difficult for her. I went to her, putting my arms around her to comfort her when she turned toward me and said "I love you"

"I left him. He wanted all of me, all of the time and I couldn't do that. I love you too much."

"Come on hon, let's go to bed. You know how much I love you!"

She was sniffling, trying not to cry, "How was your weekend with Jacqui? I want to hear all about it."

I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Jacqui and I that weekend, but saddened too, since I thought it was undoubtedly all in the past and I was going to tell Jacqui goodbye as well. "Let's talk about her tomorrow, right now, I just want you."

So we went to bed together. We held each other, we kissed, Michelle rested her head on my shoulder until she finally dozed off. I lay there, wondering about our future, my future with Jacqui and how I was going to talk to her. I loved her, but not enough to hurt my Michelle.

To be continued...



Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 01



After we were both dressed, Michelle asked me to help make up the bed. She pulled out a set of new satin sheets she said she had bought just for this occasion. She thought Mike might enjoy them and she knew she was going to. Actually, I kind of enjoyed helping her getting the bed ready, thinking about what was going to be happening on it that night.

I had a hard day concentrating, not getting much done at work. Every attractive woman I saw made me think of Michelle or Jacqui. I spent the day thinking about that night. If not anticipating Michelle making love to Mike, it was my first date with a girl other than Michelle since we got married and the potential for sex with Jacqui kept me on edge all day. I hadn't mentioned to Jacqui that I planned to watch Michelle with Mike. Would that repulse her? Make her call off our night? Thrilled and that much more excited? I simply didn't have any idea and I didn't know for sure how to approach it with her. 

When the end of the workday finally arrived and I got home, Michelle wasn't home yet, so I took the opportunity to take a quick shower. Just as I was getting out and drying off, Michelle walked through our bedroom door. God, she looked hot in the dress she wore that morning. As I stood watching, she gave me a playful grin and pulled her dress up over those beautiful curves and over her head, revealing the skimpy little satin thong panties and bra she had worn. I couldn't believe she had worn those to work under a dress short enough that she would hardly have been able to sit without showing off her panties.

Then, she slipped the panties down her legs revealing that freshly shaved beautiful pussy and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I think she was intentionally torturing me, knowing that I couldn't have her. Standing there naked in front of me, she was glorious, so incredibly beautiful and once again, like that time in Kodiak so many years ago, I knew that tonight, another man would be enjoying this beautiful woman, not me.

She pulled open her drawer and pulled out a sexy little pair of black and gold silk panties and bra, slowly slipping the panties on, doing her best to arouse and torture me in the process. Then, she slipped the bra straps over her shoulders, turned her back to me and asked me to please fasten it for her. I couldn't help but reach around and give her nipples a little caress and pinch, making her shiver and a slight, "Mmm," as I fastened her bra. She sat at her dresser like this, knowing how provocative she was to me, and put on her makeup; she had become an expert at making herself even more beautiful. She finished the makeup with a bright red lipstick that couldn't have had any purpose other to excite the entire male species.

As I sat watching her, thinking I couldn't possibly get any hotter, she looked over at me and asked, "What do you think Jacqui is doing now? I'll bet she's doing exactly what I'm doing, making herself beautiful and sexy for her new lover."

Oh God, she could have said just about anything but that! Now, I was picturing Jacqui's heavenly body sitting at her dresser, nearly naked, putting on her makeup for me, with the intention of taking me to bed later that night.

Michelle sat there, looking in the mirror from different angles, making sure that she was perfect. I could have told her that she was perfect even without makeup. Then, she got up, went to our walk-in closet and pulled out a tiny little black dress that I hadn't ever seen before. Between the silk underwear and the little black dress, it was obvious that she had been shopping, preparing to make herself very, very sexy for her lover. She slipped the dress down over her arms and upper body, barely able to pull it down, it was so tight. As a matter of fact, she had to ask me to help pull it down and zip it in the back. When she finally had it all in place, she turned, modeling it for me, showing me how it fit tight to all her curves, barely coming to her upper thighs and showing a good share of her beautiful cleavage. Then she pulled on her black silk stockings over her beautiful legs, barely coming just above the hem of the dress. I knew from past experience that Michelle liked silk, it turned her on so much knowing how sexy and soft it was. Last, but not least were the hoop earrings and heart pendant necklace that only added to her sexiness. She took one last long look at herself in our new floor length mirror.

After she had finished dressing, she told me it was my turn. She told me she had something for me, went back to her dresser and pulled out a pair of loose silk boxers she wanted me to wear. I hadn't ever worn silk boxers and they really felt good. I might want to get used to this! I finished dressing in cream colored slacks and a brown shirt and finally we were both ready to go to meet our respective dates. Michelle was meeting her date at the nightclub at 7:30. I wanted to be there before Michelle because I wanted to see how she greeted Mike. The nightclub was about a fifteen minute drive from our house, so Michelle wasn't leaving quite yet. Jacqui's house was in town, much closer to the club.

Before I left, my beautiful wife told me there was one more thing she wanted to do before I picked up Jacqui. She came to me, kissed me, pushing her tongue deep inside my mouth, then sucking on my bottom lip, she unzipped my slacks, pushed them and my new silk boxers down off my very hard erection. She looked at me, grinning, knelt down and gently kissed the head of my cock, swirling her tongue around me, engulfing me in her warm, velvety mouth all the way to the base. She made me feel like my insides were on fire. I knew I couldn't last long after a long week of abstaining, but Michelle seemed to realize just the right instant when to stop, leaving me on fire with lust, at the very edge of an explosive climax. She returned to kissing me, sliding my pants back in place and whispered in my ear, "Have fun with Jacqui tonight."

Oh God, I had no idea how I was going to make it through the evening. I looked at her, telling her that her lipstick is smeared and that I'd have to wash it off of me. "I can fix mine and you probably better wash your face, but leave the other, maybe it'll inspire her." Then Michelle calmly walked back to her dresser mirror and repaired her lipstick. As she watched me walking out the door, she told me, "Honey, I love you. Have fun, I'll call you in the morning." I told her that I loved her too and wanted her to have the best time ever tonight.

ooOoo

I stopped off at Safeway to pick up a pretty bouquet of flowers and very nervously drove over to the address Jacqui had given me. This was going to be the first time I had picked up a girl for a date since Michelle and I were going together and this seemed completely different from then. Michelle and I had known each other since we were kids, but this time I was picking up a very attractive and much younger girl that I had only met a couple times for what would most likely be an extremely erotic experience, especially after the little going-away gift my wife had just given me.

I found her house fairly easily, then stood at her door, trying to get up enough courage to actually ring her doorbell. When I did, she answered fairly quickly and I handed her the bouquet I had brought. She looked at them, smelled their fragrance, smiled beautifully, told me thank you and gave me a very nice kiss on the lips. It wasn't overly erotic, no tongues passing from one to the other but her lips felt so soft and luscious on mine and lasted a little longer than a simple greeting kiss. There seemed to be a promise in that one kiss that this was going to be a very nice evening.

She invited me in and closed the door behind us, found a pretty vase for the flowers and filled it with water. "Thank you for the flowers, that was thoughtful of you."

"I thought it would be the least I could do, pretty flowers for a very pretty young lady." How was that for a cheesy line! But at the time, it was the only thing I could think of to say and I felt lucky even thinking of that.

She smiled at me and did a little twirl-around in front of me, modeling her outfit for the night. "I thought this was pretty, do you like?" Pretty? She was a vision of absolute loveliness! She was wearing a soft and very slinky blouse that covered her fully up to her neck but the back had a totally transparent lace inset extending about three quarters of the way down her back, showing that she obviously couldn't be wearing a bra. Her skirt was long and pleated, very thin and slightly transparent except for the top few inches, barely hiding her panties but clearly showing her legs through the thin material. It had a slit on one side that extended all the way to her hip. I was already longing to know what, if anything, she had on under that skirt. There wasn't any pantyline. She had on about four inch heels and her long brown hair with golden highlights simply flowed about to the middle of her back.

"Jacqui, you're absolutely beautiful." 

"Thank you, I thought you might like it." She picked up her purse and added, "I think I'm ready, shall we go?" I was positively giddy when she took my arm and let me escort her to the car. I opened the passenger door for her, watching her as she slid into the car. The slit on her skirt opened, showing those long beautiful legs, and still no hint of panties underneath. This was going to be a very, very nice evening!

Jacqui and I drove to the Inferno ahead of Michelle, so I'd be there when they met. When we walked in, I looked around and recognized Mike sitting at a booth near the back. I spotted an empty booth far enough away so I could see them, but not so close as to be obvious and asked the hostess to seat us there. Mike knew that Michelle was married, but hadn't ever seen a picture of me, and I didn't want to be close enough to be noticeable. The picture I saw from Seattle hadn't done him justice. He was extremely good looking, tall, thin, very muscular, just the kind of physique I wish I had; dark brown hair just a little long, but very nicely cut. Looking at him from a woman's perspective, I could see why Michelle fell for him. She told me that he was the hottest guy she had ever met and I could certainly see why she said it.

I let Jacqui slide in the booth first, then I sat down. She scooted close to me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. God, her perfume smelled good. It was different than what she had sold me for Michelle to wear, but had the same effect. It made her even more alluring to me. 

The waitress brought menus and we ordered dinner and a bottle of wine. I'm not used to drinking, so anything hard was out of the question for me, especially since I was driving. I ordered a medium rare rib steak and Jacqui a shrimp salad. I guess she was a little more conscious of her figure that I was about mine. I love steak!

I didn't know anything about Jacqui, except she was very nice, extremely pretty and was an assistant manager at Victoria's Secret, so I asked her to tell me a little about herself. "Well, I'll give you a brief rundown. I'm twenty-six, I grew up in Walla Walla on my mom and dad's little orchard. In high school, I was on the basketball team that won the district championship and we came in third in the State. I graduated in 2006 and went to the local Community College for two years, majoring in business management. After college, I worked at a couple of small businesses in Walla Walla before applying for a sales clerk's job with Victoria's Secret four years ago. I got a promotion to Assistant Manager about six months ago. Someday, I'm hoping to get a chance to manage my own store. I love working there, it's fun. We get to meet lots of people that are mostly there for fun. Guys buying something sexy for their wives or girlfriends or the girls buying something to show off to their guy. I like helping people pick things out. But the day you came in the first time was the best day ever. Nobody else has ever said they were buying anything like that for their wife to wear with her boyfriend. Then when you told me she wasn't even going to know what it was until time to wear it for him. That was why I offered to model them for you, it was just so hot!"

"I can't even begin to tell you how much I enjoyed that night. Sure wasn't something I was expecting when I walked in the store. That was the first time I was ever in there and boy, was I nervous."

"I could tell you were nervous, it was cute. That made it even more fun to model the clothes for you. I knew I could get in trouble for it. We're not supposed to do that. But it was worth it and nobody ever found out, so it turned out OK."

"Actually, right now, I think it turned out much better than OK. We wouldn't be sitting here together if you hadn't."

"I guess you're right, it is turning out well, isn't it? Now, tell me a little more about you. Oh, one more thing. No, I'm not going with anyone right now."

That was a piece of information that I probably wouldn't have had the nerve to ask, so I was glad she told me. I don't particularly like to talk about myself, so I asked her, "Did you read the story I wrote about that time in Kodiak?"

"Yes, I loved it."

"Then you know a lot about me and Michelle from that." I started to tell her a little bit about our life since then when my beautiful wife walked into the club. I had seen her get ready that evening and already knew how beautiful she was tonight, but she still took my breath away. She saw Jacqui and me, gave us a slight nod and smile, acknowledging us and walked to Mike's booth. He stood and kissed her like the lovers they were, very passionately. After what she had told me about her time with Mike, I didn't expect to be jealous from a kiss, but I couldn't help it. It seemed so strange seeing another guy kissing her and admiring her in public like this. When she scooted into the booth with Mike right behind her, Mike wrapped his arms around her and they kissed again, but this time it seemed to go on forever. After they finished with the kiss, Michelle snuggled next to him and told him...something! Dang, we were too far away to hear anything. I hadn't thought about that. I wanted to know what they were saying to each other, but would have to settle for just the visual treat.

The club had a country music band playing, which was one of the reasons Michelle wanted to go there. Both of us love country music and we had heard this band was pretty good. Their lead vocalist was definitely very good. I didn't know whether or not she would want to dance, but I doubted it. Neither of us are dancers, except square dancing and that's completely different than typical dancing.

All through dinner, Mike and Michelle chatted and laughed with each other, taking an occasional kiss. Michelle was flirting with Mike like she hadn't done with me for years, edging closer together and constantly touching each other. Michelle was touching his face and Mike brushing his hand against her breasts. This was two new lovers enjoying themselves to the fullest. Watching her with him was making me so damn jealous, but it was also so thrilling and arousing, thinking what was to come later that night. I was about to watch her making love with this guy. It was comforting to me that even though Michelle knew I was there in the club watching, she didn't hold back. She obviously didn't feel like she hand anything to hide from me. 

It was obvious that Michelle felt a lot of affection for Mike. That was stoking my jealousy, but Michelle and I had talked about that and it was what I wanted for her. As much as I wanted to watch her make love, I also wanted it to be with someone special to her that would treat her the way she deserved to be treated.

Aside from trying to watch Michelle, I was having a great time with Jacqui. When Michelle walked in and kissed Mike, Jacqui leaned over and whispered to me how good they looked together and told me how hot it was watching my wife with another guy. "Someday, after I'm married, I think it would be nice if my husband would let me occasionally kiss someone like that. I don't know if I could do it though."

"We certainly didn't plan for this, it just sort of happened. We're both enjoying it though. It's made every day even more fun and has added a lot of spice to our sex together." It felt a little funny talking to this girl I hardly knew about Michelle's sex life and mine. It was hot though, talking about sex with this beautiful girl next to me! When I mentioned my sex life to Jacqui, I wanted so badly to put my hands on her thigh and run it up under her dress to see what she felt like and what she had on under that sexy skirt. I was still way too bashful with her to be quite that forward, even though I suspected she likely wanted me to do exactly that.

Our conversation never did get back to Michelle and me after Kodiak. Jacqui asked what we did for fun, besides Michelle having a boyfriend. "Probably the most fun thing we do is square dancing. We're members of two clubs, an advanced square dance club here in Kennewick and a regular club in Walla Walla." I told her that we like to travel out of town quite a bit to other clubs and how much fun it is meeting and dancing with new people. I told her about the State square dance festival we had in Kennewick last year, which was a lot of fun, but also a lot of work. "I'd really like to take you to lessons to learn how. One of the fun things about square dancing is that we can bring other couples or singles without anyone thinking it's weird. I think square dancing is just about the ultimate in swapping, since we trade partners through every dance. 

It's hard to believe that only last June, I hadn't even thought about writing down the events about that night in Kodiak which started this whole affair. So much has happened since then that it's hard to believe." If someone had told either of us that I would be encouraging Michelle to have an affair with an old boyfriend (who I didn't even know existed) and I would be sitting here on a date with a beautiful girl nine months after that square dance festival we both would have said it wasn't possible. I'd had that fantasy of watching Michelle, but it was just that: a long forgotten fantasy that I certainly never expected to become reality. And me on a date with another girl? Not in any realm of possibility!

I still didn't know how to approach Jacqui about watching Michelle and Mike later. It was getting close to the time when I suspected they would be heading to our house, so I needed to talk to her about it. We were having a really good time and seemed to be relating well with each other, so I just outright asked her, "Jacqui, I never mentioned to you what's going on right after dinner. Michelle is taking Mike back to our house and going to be making love with him and I'm planning on watching through our bedroom patio door. Michelle knows I'll be there but Mike won't. Do you want me to take you home first? Then, later, I can come back to your place, if it's still OK."

She looked at me with a smile, "I've been wondering what you had planned after dinner, Robert. Watching your wife and Mike making out has been making me so hot. I've been drooling, thinking about what you guys are doing. If you don't mind, I'd love to go with you. And it's definitely OK for you to go home with me afterwards!"

Once again, I was pretty giddy with excitement. She still wanted me to go home with her! "I was kind of hoping you'd want to go with me. It'll make it even more fun watching with you there. This is something I've been looking forward to for a long time, even if I didn't realize it. I know from that first time though, that it's going to be a little hard coping with the jealousy."

I was right about the timing. My phone chirped with a text message from my wife, "Heading home in just a few minutes. Love you."




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 01



"Love you too. Don't hold back." 

I told Jacqui it was time to go and I paid our bill. A few minutes later, I parked the car far enough away from the house so it wouldn't seem that it was ours. Jacqui and I walked behind the house where I had put a couple chairs in the dark behind some mulberry bushes that would hide us from inside (I had been hoping Jacqui would want to come with me) but we would still be able to clearly see through them into the bedroom. I told Jacqui that Michelle was going to open the patio door so we would be able to hear a little bit at least; we would need to be quiet so as not to give ourselves away. As nervous as I was about what we were about to see in the bedroom, I couldn't help but notice Jacqui's skirt opening up and her long, bare leg. Jacqui noticed me sneaking a peak and smiled at me.

ooOoo

When Michelle and Mike arrived a few minutes later, she directed Mike into our driveway, Mike got out then went to Michelle's side to let her out. When they went inside, I saw the lights go on in the living room, then in the kitchen but wasn't in a position to see in the kitchen so I didn't have any idea what would be going on until she took him into our bedroom. This was the worst part of the waiting, wondering what she was doing in the other part of the house, anticipating the bedroom door opening as the minutes seemed to drag on for hours.

It seemed like forever until the kitchen lights were turned out and I could see Mike and Michelle walking through the living room toward our bedroom, hand in hand. When she got to the hallway leading to the bedroom, she turned the living room light off and I was finally rewarded when our bedroom door was opened and the light went on. She turned the dimmer down enough to be romantic but still enough that Jacqui and I would be able to see them. My heart was pounding, waiting for the upcoming roller-coaster ride. I only wish that I had been close enough to hear what was being said.

Jacqui looked at me and took my hand, squeezing it slightly to remind me that she was still there with me. Michelle opened the patio door, then turned to Mike and went into his arms, wrapping hers around his neck for a long, very passionate kiss. Mike slid one side of her dress off her shoulder, revealing her sexy bra and cupped her breast in his hand, kneading her nipple through the thin material slightly as he kissed her. Michelle's eyes were closed and I could see her face turn to butter as Mike slid her other strap off and unfastened her bra, letting it fall to the floor, exposing her soft, beautiful, bare breasts and brought his mouth to her nipple sucking on it until she pushed him away. Mike sat on the bed and Michelle went into our dressing room. When she turned away from Mike, she looked out the window, directly to where she knew I was sitting and subtly blew me a kiss. She couldn't see us and didn't know that Jacqui was going to be there, although I'm sure she suspected she might. Several minutes later, Michelle re-appeared wearing the silk teddy she still had from our wedding night. 

Oh God, I thought, I didn't know she was going to do that. That teddy is special to us, she's only worn it a few times since our wedding and only on very special occasions. It's the softest, sexiest thing she owned, coming only to a few inches below the matching silk G-string, semi-transparent, so that you could see everything revealed under it, with a plunging neckline, barely covering her nipples with silk. The only weight Michelle had put on since our wedding was her breasts, so her teddy still fit her perfectly and no more often than she wears it, it's still like new. The biggest thing with that teddy is that it has so much emotional meaning to us, stemming from our wedding night. It was so shocking to me, another man seeing Michelle in only that teddy and about to make love to her in our bedroom. I whispered softly to Jacqui, telling her that this was what she wore on our wedding night and how special it was to us. She looked at me, gave me another kiss on the cheek and squeezed my hand a little tighter, intertwining her fingers with mine and cupped our hands with her other hand.

Michelle slowly walked over to Mike, held out her arms and did a slow circle. Mike got up off the bed, letting Michelle undress him. When he was standing naked in front of her, Michelle took him in her arms, pulled him tight to her, resting her head in the crook of his neck, kissed his neck and nibbled on his ears. Mike's hands were tight around Michelle's butt, pulling her in tight to him when Michelle brought her lips to his and kissed him once again, but this time with an on-going passion, sucking on his lips, passing her tongue into his mouth, her hands around his neck pulling him tight to her. She literally melted into him.

I glanced at Jacqui, sitting there mesmerized at the hot scene we were seeing in our bedroom. I whispered to her that I asked Michelle to not hold anything back and that I hoped to see them making love, not just fucking. She whispered back to me, "This is HOT!" My cock was so stiff and those silk boxers weren't helping any, made me feel even more aroused. I think that was Michelle's plan. Jacqui was watching our bedroom window so intently, that she didn't even notice my little dilemma.

Mike pulled away and brought his lips down to her nipple, spreading her teddy open to give him access. 

Michelle pulled her mouth off of him and led him to our bed where Michelle and I have made love so many wonderful times. Mike eased her down on the edge of the bed and kneeled down in front of her on his knees and kissed her breasts, one after the other. I knew how sensitive Michelle's nipples were as she was arching her breasts out to him. 

They lay down together and Mike kissed her, cupping her face with his hands. Michelle wrapped her arms around him and pulled him tight to her, returning his kiss with obvious hunger for more until Mike pulled away and pulled a breast into his mouth once again. Michelle thrust herself out to him, pulling his mouth tighter to her. Then, he pushed the silk teddy aside and kissed down her stomach to the top of her G-string. Michelle lifted her hips, allowing him to pull it down off of her. Mike reached up for a pillow and pushed it under her hips exposing her sex even more before he leaned down and took her pussy in his mouth.

I could only see the expression of lust on Michelle's face and her writhing under him until Mike pulled away and scooted up, looking at her beautiful face as he forced her arms up over her head, holding her wrists while he ravaged her breasts. Her mouth was an O and her hair wild, as she shook her head from side to side. Michelle was twisting and writhing as he sucked on her breasts. She got one hand free of his grasp and grabbed a handful of Mike's hair, pulling him off her breasts so she could kiss him. She was desperate; kissing his mouth, biting his lips, licking at his face, biting his neck and throat.

Mike pulled away, and took a breath, having re-secured both Michelle's hands. My heart was pounding, my palms sweating and I realized I had almost crushed Jacqui's hand in mine. She grabbed my thigh with her other hand and gave it a squeeze, almost as if reassuring me. We both looked back at the scene. Mike rubbed the head of his cock along my wife's slit! She was growling at him, loud enough for Jackie and Me to hear her, "Mike, baby, fuck me. Fuck me! I am yours!"

Finally, with a single motion, he drove the full length of his cock deep into my wife's pussy; she opened her mouth still wider in a silent scream as he ground himself against her, impaling her on his member. Then it seemed like forever that Mike slowly plunged in and out of her, with Michelle's expression changing from lust to pure enjoyment and finally grimace. On and on he made love to my wife, becoming more tender, more loving; leaning forward to kiss her tenderly as he plunged deep inside her. With one last mighty thrust, he orgasmed inside her, filling my wife with his cum. Michelle's body shook like an earthquake as waves of pleasure erupted inside her.

Jacqui was watching this with me, her face showing that she was in awe of what was happening in our bedroom. She was still gripping one hand tightly and squeezing my thigh when she turned and looked at me, wide eyed and the only thing she could think to say was "Wow! What you and Michelle are doing is so sexy!"

After they climaxed, Mike collapsed on top of her, taking her lips with his once again in a long, passionate kiss while he was still buried inside her. Mike and Michelle wrapped arms around each other, Michelle's leg draped over him and her bedroom eyes engulfed Mike as they kissed in the aftermath of their lovemaking. 

If I didn't trust my wife so explicitly, I would think there was danger in losing her. I had asked her to not hold anything back tonight and she certainly wasn't. Even as much as I wanted her to feel passionately for Mike, I was afraid of the depth of her feelings for him. Could she really be so intimate with him, yet not be madly in love with him? Had she plunged over the waterfall or was she still at the top seeing how close to the edge she could get? As it was, I was close to ejaculating all over myself, which I really didn't want to do with Jacqui right next to me.

Mike rolled off her and laid his head on her chest with Michelle's arm around him, gently stroking his back. They lay like this for a long time until Mike started to gently play with her nipple on the opposite side, then lightly nibbling on the nipple that was in front of his mouth. I could see Michelle pull him tighter to her and a smile of contentment on her face as Mike laythere grazing on her nipple. His hand that had been stroking the other nipple snaked its way down between her legs where she spread her legs apart, allowing him to caress over her pussy. As Michelle was squirming, I could only imagine what his fingers were doing to her.

Michelle rolled over toward the mirror and Mike snuggled close behind wrapping an arm around her, cupping her breast. Michelle had that well loved look of contentment on her face as Mike gently massaged her nipple and her pussy.

As much as the jealousy was still engulfing me, it was exciting that they were doing this on our bed. Every time Michelle and I make love from now on, we'll both be thinking about her and Mike making love in that very same spot.

Mike said something to her and Michelle stretched one leg up over his body and I could see in the mirror, his cock entering her from behind. Michelle grimaced as he entered her, then they both started moving in rhythm with each other, making love, Mike's cock sliding gently in and out of her pussy. It seemed to go on forever, gradually becoming faster, harder and more urgent. I was trying to watch the expression on Michelle's face as Mike made love to her so intimately. Jacqui was squeezing my thigh, holding my hand and leaning her cheek against me while we watched my wife and Mike make love. Michelle's expression was constantly changing, from that smile to lust and finally grimacing as they were plunging together. Finally, I heard Michelle's loud moans of passion and finally her explosive orgasm. Mike managed to keep plunging for another minute or so until he too couldn't hold any longer and came deep inside her. Then they both relaxed in the same position, with Mike's cock still buried inside her. She looked into the mirror, toward where I was sitting, gave a feeble smile and a thumbs up with her hand.

Jacqui and I stayed and watched for the next little while, until it seemed they were likely going to sleep in the same position, Mike still inside her, with his arms around her and over a breast. I absolutely loved the look of satisfaction on Michelle's face.

ooOoo

When I told Jacqui it was time to go, I picked up the chairs and quietly leaned them against the side of the garage so there wouldn't be any evidence of us watching when Mike and Michelle awoke the next morning.

As soon as we got in the car, Jacqui pulled me to her and frantically kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I was so horny from watching Michelle and Mike and now this sexy girl trying to devour me that I returned her kiss just as fervently. When we finally broke away, she told me "God, I'm so hot after seeing that, I don't know if I can wait until we get to my house!" I was thrilled when Jacqui put her hand on my thigh, sliding it up to feel the tent in my pants, gently rubbing me through my pants, but I told her she had to stop or I wouldn't make it to her house.

We both made it to her place OK though. I was anticipating the rest of our evening, barely able to contain my eagerness. When we got to the house and inside, our ardor for each other had simmered slightly and Jacqui poured us both a glass of wine to calm our nerves. We drank it slowly, looking into each other's eyes and Jacqui took my hand, leading me into her bedroom.

When Jacqui closed the bedroom door behind us, the reality of what was happening finally hit me. I didn't know what to do! "Jacqui, I have to tell you, I've never done anything like this in my life. Michelle has been my only lover and I didn't even date before her. We didn't even sleep with each other until our wedding night." Then, I told her, "I can't make a baby so whether or not we need a condom is up to you."

She looked at me and told me how special that was to her. "I read your story about Michelle and Alec in Kodiak. Why don't we just start there, but this time, it will be with me, Jacqui Taylor, not your wife, that you'll be making love to and I don't think we'll need anything between us. I'll put on some music and we can dance." She found the love music on her DirectTV and set it to play on her sound system. She walked over to me and took me in her arms, pulling me in tight to her, with her soft cheek nestled against mine, the smell of her delicate perfume permeating my nostrils.

We moved gently to the music for several minutes with our arms tightly wound around each other. I was afraid that at any minute I would awaken from this heavenly dream with this beautiful girl when the dream only got better. She pulled her cheek away from mine and brought her lips to mine for a kiss that a guy like me could only dream of. Jacqui's lips were so soft as she gently probed my mouth with her tongue and I returned mine to her. It was sensational, our tongues dancing with each other, my lips tingling against her soft as silk lips. Jacqui closed her eyes and moaned softly as I ran my fingers through her silky hair, down to her back over the lace of her blouse, and finally down to cup her butt, which only caused her to kiss me harder. Her hands were around my neck pulling me tight to her. Jacqui was the only woman I had ever kissed or touched like this besides Michelle...ever! I had completely forgotten to wonder about what was under her skirt, I was enjoying this kiss and the feel of this lovely girl in my arms as I caressed her. I'm sure she had to feel my erection, it was so big and hard there wasn't any way she would not be feeling it, but the only thing I could think of at the time was those soft lips against mine.

I wasn't even sure if I was breathing through that kiss. I must have been or I would have passed out from lack of oxygen long ago. I needed to feel her skin against mine, so I slipped my hand under her blouse. Michelle's skin is soft, but I don't think I'd ever felt anything like Jacqui's. I slid my hands up and down her back and slowly around until I was feeling the edge of her breasts. Jacqui broke away from kissing me and looking me directly in the eyes, softly said, "Take it off." 

I started to push her blouse up and just like Michelle so long ago with Alec, Jacqui held her arms up as I slipped her blouse off and over her head. I know that watching Michelle with Mike had aroused me so much a short while ago, but she was the furthest thing from my mind right then. I only wanted this girl that was in my arms. I felt so fortunate that tonight at least, she was mine. In her store that night I had very briefly had this girl's nipple in my mouth. Now, I indulged my fantasy and feasted on her unrestrained by guilty thoughts of Michelle. I pulled her breast into my mouth and sucked as Jacqui moaned, pulling me tighter to her. I couldn't get enough of her. I kissed across her chest to her other breast, sucking it into my mouth as Jacqui was intertwining her hands in my hair, pulling my mouth harder and harder to her.

I slipped my hands under the waistline of her skirt, finally discovering that she didn't have any panties on. Oh God, she had been with me all evening, that slit all the way to her hip and no panties! I slipped her skirt down off of her glorious curves, still feeling that ultra-soft skin of her thigh and legs against my hands as it dropped to the floor, leaving her naked in front of me. I couldn't help but look at her and tell her she was the most beautiful woman I had seen in my life. The thoughts of my beautiful Michelle were far from my mind as I knew her thoughts of me were far from hers when she was making love with Mike. At that moment though, I was too enraptured by Jacqui to even realize I wasn't thinking about Michelle. There simply wasn't anything else I could think of except this beautiful, exquisite girl about to make love with me.

I kneeled down in front of her, with her knee over my shoulder and her hands steadying herself on my shoulders and took in the glorious beauty of her sex. I kissed her there drawing a gasp from her and moaning, "Ohhh, Robert" as I pushed my tongue into her squirming body. She was soaking wet with juices and I loved her taste of femininity, so incredibly sexy! I think she very nearly climaxed when I pulled away from her and started to unbutton my shirt. She unfastened my belt, unsnapped my pants and pushed them down, finding my silk boxers and pulled me tight once again to her body kissing me and rubbing her body against mine as I was slipping my shirt off my arms. When the shirt was finally gone, she pushed my boxers down and led me to her bed.

We laid down, with her in my arms, her legs wrapped around and she rolled us over onto her back. "Make love to me Robert, now." With that, I gently slipped my hard cock inside her, drawing out a low moan from her. I groaned, feeling the pleasure of her. Jacqui was so wet, slippery and tight around me, much more than Michelle, although that didn't even register with me at that moment. I was content to just enjoy her a moment until I started feeling a sensation that I never even knew could exist. Jacqui's pussy started contracting and pulsating around me and seemed to be pulling me in further without either of us moving. I nearly climaxed inside her until I was able to control myself and started slowly making love with her, in and out, in and out as her pussy continued to contract and pulse around me, giving me an experience that was simply out of this world! It was exquisite, new and exciting. Something I hadn't ever experienced before. Jacqui was acting like she was nearly delirious with her pleasure, moaning and repeating over and over again, "Oh Robert, Oh Robert, you feel so good inside me." I didn't know how many other guys she might have been with, but right now she was acting like she had never experienced this exquisite pleasure before. When I heard those words, I leaned down to take her lips in mine and couldn't hold back any longer. We both came in the most glorious orgasm ever as we were devouring each other's mouth. Jacqui was spasming beneath me as I plunged deeper inside her, farther than I had ever been inside a woman and sent gushers of hot cum deep inside her as she was shaking, her moaning changing in intensity, becoming almost frantic with her lust.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 01



The combination of the erotic evening, starting with Michelle so sexily dressing in front of me, Jacqui being so sexy and beautiful, only twenty six years old, then watching my wife and Mike making love earlier that evening and then, finally making love with this beautiful creature, the first time in my life I'd made love with a girl other than Michelle and that extraordinary feeling of her contracting around me had sent me to a place that I hadn't ever dreamed existed, not even in mine and Michelle's most exquisite lovemaking. As Jacqui and I lay together in the aftermath of this wonderful experience, I thought of Michelle for the first time since Jacqui and I left our house. I thought how much I loved my wife, wanting me to have this experience of a lifetime. I honestly couldn't wait to tell her how glorious it had been. Now, I knew how she must feel when she's been with Mike, then telling me how much she loves me. At that moment, it might have been irrational, but my fear about losing my wife to Mike evaporated. If I could feel what I just had with another girl, and my first thought afterward was how much I loved Michelle more than anything in the world, I knew she could experience virtually anything with Mike and still love me.

But, Jacqui and I weren't finished that night. I wasn't getting up and going home to my beautiful wife. I was spending the night in the arms of this beautiful, wonderful girl. I knew we would make love again later that night, probably more than once. In the meantime, I felt content that we were holding each other in our arms and gently kissing. Jacqui ran her fingers through my hair, caressing my cheek, nibbling gently on my lips. I was still in heaven, breathing in her scent.

A little later, when neither of us was going to sleep, Jacqui scooted down and took me inside her mouth. Licking all around me, cleaning her juices off of me from earlier, sucking me back into a full hard erection again. I finally had to ask her to stop as I didn't want to come in her mouth. I wanted to be inside that glorious pussy again. I pulled her back up to me and we kissed, one of those kisses that can live in your memory forever. I simply wanted to feel this girl, every part of her, now while I was hard and erect again, I wanted nothing more than to experience all of her body. My hands roamed down her back, her thighs, the soft skin of her tight stomach as I again feasted on her breasts. As I was sucking on one, my hand caressed the other, rolling her nipple between my fingers. Once again, I was in heaven. Actually, I guessed I hadn't left there since we walked in her bedroom a few hours earlier. I felt between her legs, pushing my fingers inside her, feeling her clit, getting excited moans from Jacqui. I kissed down her stomach and around her hips. I wanted this to go on forever, but I knew that I could only contain my orgasm so long and wanted it to be inside her, feeling her around me, rather than simply coming from the sensations of her soft skin under my hands and my mouth.

Jacqui sensed my need as she obviously felt my body shaking with lust and I think her own as well. She rolled over on her stomach, up on her hands and knees and guided me inside her from behind. Oh God! If I thought she felt glorious before, it seemed like nothing compared to what I was feeling now as I plunged myself inside her. The way she could pulsate her pussy around me and from this position was even more pronounced. As we made love, I wrapped my hands around her breasts and pulled her body upright in front of me and continued to plunge in and out of her. God, she felt good. Jacqui was moaning, I was moaning, Jacqui was telling me to fuck her harder, I was fucking her hard, plunging all the way in and out of her. I was glad that we had made love earlier as I was able to hold out my orgasm much longer this time, in spite of how wonderful she felt. I could tell that Jacqui was getting more and more excited, reaching her arms behind me, trying to pull my butt tighter into her. We were both breathing hard in perfect rhythm with each other when I could tell I couldn't last much longer. I let go of her breasts, letting her fall back down on her arms and plunged in and out harder until we both shuddered and I came inside her again as she was clawing at her bedding and screamed her ecstasy.

When Jacqui and I had caught our breath again, she wanted to talk. "You know, I've had some boyfriends, three guys to be exact that I've made love with. One guy was just one night and the other two went on for a few months. But, I've never felt anything like this before. I've had orgasms, but not like tonight." Then, she asked me what she really wanted to know, "What are you going to tell Michelle about tonight?"

"She's been honest with me, telling me how great her sex is with Mike and I'm going to be honest with her. Besides, what actually happened between us is exactly what she was hoping for, that you're wonderful and I enjoyed tonight more than I even could have imagined. I don't know how you flex your pussy like that, but it drives a man wild!"

"I don't know either. I don't think it's ever happened before."

"Will we be able to see each other again after tonight? I know you're married and love your wife, but I don't want to lose you."

"I know that I love the thought of Michelle having an affair with Mike. And from what she's said, I'm thinking that she's going to be OK if we do too if you're willing. I'm not going to want this to end, but neither Michelle or I will leave each other. We're too much in love. You need to know that before it gets too serious between us. After we made love the first time last night, I finally realized what Michelle has been trying to tell me ever since she started seeing Mike. She's had mind-blowing sex with Mike, then comes home and tells me it makes her love me all the more. I was having a little trouble understanding that until you and I had sex that first time last night and one of my first thoughts afterwards was how much I love my wife for letting you and I be together. When Michelle and I went to your store the other day and I asked you to go out with me tonight, she's the one that literally forced me to go. I was too bashful and afraid to ask you, even though I really wanted to. She told me that guys aren't the only ones who can have a fantasy about their spouse. I guess you know who it was that so readily agreed to have me spend the night with you." 

"I know and I loved that. It was a surprise when she jumped in so quick. I could see that you were kind of stammering when I asked you to spend the night with me and I admit I was pretty nervous about it in front of your wife, but I really liked it when she was the one who answered."

I had a thought, something else that I wanted Jacqui to know. "You want to know what Michelle wanted to happen between you and me? The last week, we haven't had sex, wanting each other to be really hot and ready for something special tonight. Then, when I was ready to leave to pick you up tonight, Michelle pulled my trousers down and took me in her mouth just until I was ready to come, then stopped, leaving me so horny I couldn't hardly stand it and told me she wanted me to have a good time with you and shooed me out the door. She made me leave her lipstick down there too, telling me that maybe it would inspire you."

She laughed at that, "I'm sorry, I didn't even notice."

"We were a little busy to notice something like that. What we had was perfect and exactly what Michelle wanted, the same thing I wanted between her and Mike. She and I'll talk Sunday after Mike goes home and I'll call you then."

"I have to work Sunday, so why don't you text me and I'll call you back as soon as I can get a break."

"Deal."

"I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight, you?"

"No, Jacqui, I don't think I will either. For now, I just want to hold you and enjoy having you next to me. I don't want to waste any of our time sleeping. Maybe another time, but not tonight."

All through the night, we were either kissing or snuggling with each other. After the two sessions of sex with Jacqui, I only wanted to experience her love and feel her soft body tight against mine. 

The next morning, my cell phone rang. It was Michelle asking if I had had a good time. "Yeah, it was fantastic, better than I imagined. I'll tell you all about it later. I'm crazy about her."

"Hon, I'm glad. I wanted it to be good for you. Mike and I were really good too."

"I know, Jacqui and I saw."

"I hoped she would be there with you."

"I love you babe, are we still OK"

"Better than OK. I can't tell you how much I love you."

"I think I understand now how you feel when you come home after making love with Mike. This morning, after some fantastic sex, I feel like I love you even more."

"I'd like if you would come home and meet Mike. I'd really like you and him to know each other. I'll tell him you're back from your trip early. He can have the guest room tonight."

"And where will you be sleeping tonight?"

"I don't know. Where would you like me to be sleeping?"

"Well either way, maybe sleeping isn't the right word. We can talk about it when I get home. But first, I have a certain lovely, naked young lady next to me and I think she wants to make love to me."

"Hmmm, maybe I'll do the same with a naked, sexy guy that's next to me. Love you."

"Love you too babe. See you in an hour or so." 

When I put the phone down, Jacqui said she liked the conversation I just had with my wife. "And a certain young lady wants to make love with you?" 

I looked at her and smiled, "Well, I'm hoping so anyway. I know a certain guy who sure wants to make love with the young lady." And then I looked at my watch and realized something. "Are you working today?"

She grinned at me, "Nope, not this morning. I was kinda hoping I wouldn't be able to make it on time, so I asked Tina if she'd help me this morning as well. I told her I'd be there by noon."

"Hmm, that should give us time for what I have in mind."

Jacqui and I made love again that morning. It was slow and sensual, we kissed, I nipple nibbled. I love kissing those soft lips and her beautiful boobs. She rolled me over on my back and impaled herself on my cock, sliding up and down on me until I climaxed inside her. I'm not sure if she did or not, she was pretty intense and was satisfied when I finished, but I think she might have been a little sore that might have taken some of the pleasure away from her.

Afterward, we showered together, no sex, just a lot of nice touching and soaping each other. When we got dressed she told me it was the best night she had ever had and I told her the same thing and meant every word of it. We kissed and I got in my car to head home to the wife I loved, thinking about the night that I had experienced. I was certainly hoping to see more of Jacqui, lots more.

ooOoo

When I got back to the house, Michelle was dressed in a pair of sweats and thin T-shirt, no bra. That didn't surprise me, she's been going without a bra at home more and more since she started seeing Mike. It still made me a little horny, seeing her so obviously braless in front of another guy, even if she had spent the night naked with him. I kind of suspected she wanted to get me alone, so she could ask about my night with Jacqui...and I was anxious to tell her, but it wasn't to be for a while yet. Mike and I shook hands and greeted each other a little tentatively. 

"Hello, Robert."

"Hi, Mike. Has Michelle fed you breakfast yet?"

"No, she said you're the breakfast cook."

"OK, I'll make something in a bit."

There was a silence. This was the first time we'd met and it was awkward between two guys who were making love with the same woman, my wife. It might not have been quite as awkward if he hadn't been in intimate contact with her last night and until just a few minutes ago. In theory there must have been a number of topics we could have talked about but it was hard to get past the elephant in the room. That was a subject I was a little embarrassed to approach but Mike seemed to want to talk about it, "You know, Robert, I had a great time last night. I need to thank you for being willing to share."

"I was a little surprised. No, make that a lot surprised when she first told me about you and her in college. I guess she probably told you about how she came to tell me about you, the incident in Kodiak and that I wrote a story about it last December?"

"Yes, she did. I wasn't too surprised about what she told me, I knew that she liked sex a lot when we were in college."

I started mixing sourdough pancakes for breakfast. I thought that I might be going to hear a lot more about my wife today than I really wanted to hear, but maybe I did want to. Kind of conflicting emotions on that.

"She told me quite a bit about you and her, maybe you can tell me some more today."

"Ahem, I'm here," Michelle said, kind of hinting pretty strongly that she didn't want us talking about her sex life, "Maybe we can change the subject a little from my sex life."

I grinned at her, "I just thought Mike might be able to think of some things you could have forgotten to mention."

Mike jumped back in, "Michelle, did you tell him about your twenty first birthday?"

She turned a crimson red, "Maybe skipped that part. I'd still like to talk about something else."

"No, I think I like this subject," I said, "OK Mike, what happened on her twenty first?" I started putting the pancake batter on the griddle. Michelle was scowling at both me and Mike.

"I wanted her to have a nice birthday, you know she's finally old enough to drink, so I asked her if she wanted to go to one of the nightclubs in Pullman. She told me she thought it might be fun, but she didn't know about the present I already had for her. I had bought a really, really short skirt and talked her into wearing it."

"OK guys, that's enough. The pancakes are almost done we need to set the table." I think she hoped the subject would go away as she put the pancakes and my fresh homemade maple syrup on the table (check the recipe at the end of the story). Mike and Michelle sat down to eat in silence while I cooked another batch of pancakes so we'd have plenty.

"Wow, Robert, these pancakes are good," Mike told me when I sat down. Apparently Mike hadn't ever had sourdough pancakes before. 

"OK Mike, you bought her a short skirt." Michelle started her scowl again. "Then what?" This is really getting me curious.

"I gave it to her right before we left and asked her to wear it that night. She opened the box, held it up and complained that it was too short, she couldn't wear it. Well, it was kind of short, I think altogether it was probably about eight inches long. I told her to come on and wear it, it'll be fun."

"I assume she did?"

"Yeah, I finally talked her into it, along with a pretty skimpy top she had. Michelle, do you want to jump in here and tell your hubby about the drive to the club?"

She looked at Mike with the reddest face I think I've ever seen. "No."

"I thought you might not. Anyway, on the drive there, I wasn't above playing with her a little, rubbing her in the right spot, maybe a finger or two inside the right spot. By the time we were getting close to the club, she was getting really horny."

"You can stop now," Michelle jumped in with her red face.

"I can't leave Robert dangling now,"

I tried to reassure her, "Sweetie, it was seventeen years ago, it doesn't matter now, it's just a fun story!" But she wasn't having any part of it. Her face was still red as it could be.

"After she was that horny, I leaned over and asked her to take her panties off. Took quite a bit of talking, but she finally did. When we went inside, she had on that super short skirt and no panties underneath." Michelle got up to clean off the breakfast dishes. I don't think she wanted to hear Mike tell me the rest of this.

"She did a pretty good job holding her knees together. But she made the mistake of having a couple drinks with me. You know how she's not used to any alcohol."

I thought back to the night in Kodiak, with only a couple glasses of wine, "Yeah, I know"

"She wanted to dance, which sounded good to me. I couldn't help but put my hands on her bottom and maybe accidentally pull her skirt up a little."

Michelle walked back in the room to pick up some more dishes, "Honey, I'm thinking maybe it wasn't a good idea for you to meet Mike." Mike and I both laughed a little at that. She seemed to be over her anger about Mike telling me this and was starting to enjoy it a little herself too.

"OK, so he showed everybody my butt and my pussy, we went back to his house and fucked all night. I loved my birthday. Story finished!"

"Yep," Mike grinned, "That about sums it up."

"Sweetheart," I told her, "I loved that. You were having fun."

"Men!"

After Mike finished telling me that, it felt like we were almost friends when Michelle asked me to take her to get her car. On the way, Michelle couldn't help but ask me about Jacqui. "Honey, all I want to say now is that she's terrific and I had an absolutely fantastic night. I'll tell you everything about it when we're in bed because I know it's going to make me want some bedtime activities and probably you too."

"I'm glad. Does that mean you're going to want to see her again?"

I was driving, but pulled over and parked the car before I answered her. I looked right at her because I wanted to see her reaction and said "Yes."

She got a big grin on her face and leaned over to kiss me. "Will she take you away from me?"

I think she already knew the answer to that before she asked, but like me, she needed to hear it anyway, "No, Honey, I had a revelation last night after we made love. I'll tell you about it later. She won't ever be able to take me from you and I've already told her that."

"Then you have my permission to see her."

Even though I had already been sure of her answer, I was still relieved to hear her say it. "How about you and Mike, babe? How close are you to the edge of that waterfall? You and him were pretty hot last night."

We continued on our way to pick up her car. "Knowing that you were watching us made it so much more exciting. I knew you wanted to see passion and that's what I enjoyed so much. I like him a lot...and yes it was hot. But I've already told you, and I still mean it, I wouldn't ever leave you for him."

"Actually, I understand that a lot more now after spending the night with Jacqui than I did before. I'm anxious to tell you all about it and everything else from last night.

One thing I had to mention to her, "You wore our nightgown last night. I didn't expect that."

"I did that for you, because I knew you were watching and it would turn you on even more. Didn't hurt with Mike either I guess. So what do we do now? Are you still OK with me and Mike"

I thought about that just briefly before I answered her, "Yes."

Michelle's mood brightened quite a bit. She smiled and told me, "Good, because while I was waiting for you to get home, I thought of something really special for tonight."

"You want to tell me what?"

"No, you're going to have to wait and see. The only thing I will tell you is that I'm really, really looking forward to tonight. I'm pretty sure you're going to enjoy it." She got a big grin on her face and went on, "And I KNOW Mike will enjoy it!" She whispered under her breath, "I'm going to like it too."

Oh God, she had me hard and horny all over again. She noticed and said, "Seems like you might already be enjoying my little surprise. You'll see tonight."

I tried, but she wasn't giving me even a hint, just quietly looked out the window until we arrived at her car. Now I'm really looking forward to tonight. She told me that there were a couple things she needed to pick up at the store, so she'd be just a little behind me.




Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 01



After Michelle got out of the car for hers, I couldn't wait any longer. I texted Jacqui, "Couldn't wait until tomorrow, talked to Michelle, hope to see you soon. Kisses, Robert." I waited a few minutes hoping for an answer. I wasn't disappointed. She texted me back four smiley faces.

We arrived back at the house. When we were sitting in our living room, I asked Mike, "Michelle says you're an architect. Do you work for yourself or with a firm?"

"A pretty big company in Seattle. We work on office buildings, medical, we've done a few hospitals, mostly pretty big projects."

"Ever anything in Eastern Washington?"

"Actually, we're bidding on a medical center in Prosser only about 45 minutes from here and it looks pretty promising that we'll probably get it."

Michelle and I looked at each other. I was pretty sure she knew what I was asking next, "Will you be spending any time there?"

"I think so. If we get the job, I'll be working a lot directly with the owner and their representatives at their office in Prosser to put together their specific needs before we start the plans. I'd be spending quite a bit of time there."

I'm sure that Michelle and I both had the same thought...that she might be spending quite a few nights there as well, but nothing was said about it. I suspect that Mike was probably thinking, or at least hoping, the same thing.

We talked away the rest of the day. I was finding Mike to be a really nice guy and I liked him, even if he was having sex with my wife. We'd had a pretty late breakfast so skipped lunch. It was around 4:30 when Michelle mentioned that she was starting to get hungry again. We decided to go to the Black Angus steak house. Michelle and I had eaten there not long ago, their food is really good and they have quiet semi-private booths where you can visit in private without a lot of overriding noise.

Michelle changed into something a little more appropriate for a nice family restaurant. When we arrived, the hostess seated us and shortly took our orders. While we were waiting for our food, I couldn't help but ask, "Mike, you started telling about some of yours and Michelle's escapades in college. Anything else you think her loving husband should know?"

"Well, did she mention to you the night one of my friends watched us?"

Michelle did a double take on that one, "What are you talking about? I don't remember that ever happening!"

"Oh, maybe I never mentioned it to you, do you remember John? He was there one night on the couch. I told him if I was lucky you might be coming over sometime during the night, so he stayed awake."

"Wait a minute, you mean John McClaren?"

"Yep, he would be the one."

"Oh God, he was in some of my classes. I remembered how he used to smile at me like he knew something. What did he see?"

"You came in and left the bedroom door open. Apparently, you didn't see him. Anyway, John was standing out in the dark living room when you got undressed." Michelle was sitting there, once again red-faced, looking like she wanted to crawl under the table and hide. "It was one of those nights when I had a boner and you climbed on top of me. Damn, it felt good when you did that! John was there, watching the whole thing. He told me about it the next morning, how turned on he was. As soon as you started getting dressed, he snuck back over to the couch so he'd be there pretending to be sound asleep in case you saw him on the way out."

Michelle squeaked out a little voice, "When was that?"

"It was the first part of our junior year."

"That's the year we had two classes together. No wonder he kept smiling at me like that. Probably wanted to see me naked again."

"No probably about it. He stayed over a few other nights hoping for a repeat, but you never came over at the right time again."

"Thank you God for small favors anyway!"

Mike asked me if she had told me about the night watching the movie and I told him that yes, she did mention that to me.

Then Mike looked at Michelle, over at me, then back to Michelle again, whispering to her, "Strip poker, did you tell your husband about that?"

Now Michelle's face really did redden and she looked like she had suddenly swallowed a frog, "Umm no, and I really wish you wouldn't!"

Mike looked over at me and I nodded my head up and down, indicating that I wanted him to go on. Michelle saw me and scooted over to Mike, took his face in her hands and kissed him, hard! When she finally broke away, I could barely hear her telling him, "If you keep that to yourself, I'll make it worth your while later tonight!"

"Sweetheart, I'm counting on you tonight, whether I tell this story or not, but I think Robert wants to hear it." 

I didn't say anything, but nodded once again, confirming that I definitely wanted to know about my Michelle playing strip poker. After we got home from Reno after our wedding, we spent three days together, alone at her dad's cabin in the mountains. One of the things I wanted to do with her then was play strip poker and she wouldn't. It's one game I've always wanted to play and she never would with me. So now, hearing that she did with Mike, I definitely wanted the details! No jealousy here I kept telling myself, no, none at all. Damn right I was jealous!

"One of my friends from Seattle came to visit me for a weekend, with his wife. I knew him since Junior High school, but hadn't ever met his wife. They started going together after I left for Pullman that year and had gotten married pretty quickly. It was April when they visited, a little after spring vacation of our junior year."

Michelle's face was still red and she was holding it in her hands, breathing deeply, trying hard to ignore what was being said.

"I called Michelle Saturday and the four of us went out to dinner. Afterward, we went back to my apartment and started playing games. It started out pinochle for the first couple games, then it got kind of boring, so Jon, my friend, asked if we wanted to play poker for a while. I didn't have any chips and none of us had much change, so he suggested we play strip poker instead. I glanced at Amber, Jon's wife, thinking how much I'd like to see her with no clothes and you know how pretty Michelle was so obviously Jon was thinking about her and I have to admit that I wanted to show off my pretty girlfriend. Amber smiled and said she thought it'd be fun, so that left only one of us to convince. When all three of us turned and looked at Michelle, her face turned red, kind of like it is now. With all of us waiting for her, she finally nodded okay.

That was when the waiter brought our food. Arghh. I want the rest of the story!! We didn't want to spoil Michelle's appetite more than we already had, so we talked about other things, our square dancing, some of the projects Mike has worked on, he told us about his house a little more. I couldn't help but smile at that, thinking about Michelle's show and tell about his bedroom when she was in Seattle. 

We finished eating and the waitress picked up our dishes, so I asked Mike to finish telling me about the strip poker episode. 

Michelle finally decided to get into the story a little, "There's not a lot more to tell. None of us got naked, we quit before then. We all ended up in our underwear and decided that was far enough."

Mike wasn't going to let her off the hook quite that easy, "Yeah that's true." Then he looked right at me and went on, "But not quite the whole story. Michelle was so sexy when she took off her blouse. Then when her skirt came off, it was like another world! She unbuttoned it and slid it down off those hips like she'd been practicing to be a stripper all her life. I thought both Jon's and Amber's eyes were going to pop out of their heads! And those underwear! Sweetie, why don't you describe the underwear you were wearing to Robert?"

Michelle was once again acting like she wanted to crawl under the table, scowling at Mike. It reminded me of the time she was trying to kill me with her eyes alone in Kodiak after I'd stoked her passion a little in Kodiak before asking her if she wanted to make out with Alec. "Umm, they were kind of a flesh colored thong."

Mike took over, "Yeah, they were about as sexy as sexy can get! Didn't cover hardly anything and just a string around her waist. Some I'd bought her to wear with the skirt she wore that night. The bra didn't cover much more either. Jon really, really liked that game. Actually, I did too."

I was really taken aback by all of this. It seemed like Michelle was so open sexually in everything she did with Mike. So unlike the girl I've known for the last 16 years. And now she's really opening herself back up again, being that Goddess I remember seeing in Kodiak that night. Mike obviously had an effect on her that I've never had, even as much as we've always enjoyed sex together.

Mike went on, "Sweetie, do you want to tell Robert about the rest of the night?"

Michelle looked at me and smiled, apparently thinking that she might as well have some fun too telling the story, "I was so horny I couldn't hardly stand it. Besides being almost naked, we'd all been doing some touchy-feely and flirting with each other all evening. Mike's and Jon's underwear were bulging so much and I wanted Mike inside me so bad! Mike and I went in the bedroom and practically ripped each other's clothes off. Mike buried his face and his tongue inside me till I came, then I got on my hands and knees and Mike fucked me like we hadn't ever before! God, we were horny!"

Wow, I guess she kinda got over her bashfulness about telling the story. I couldn't help but ask her, "And is this making you as horny tonight as it is me?"

"Uhunh, I think it's time we should go, don't you?"

Besides sending all my blood about halfway down my body, there was apparently still a tiny bit left on top that made me wonder about something Michelle had told me the night she first told me about Mike, "Playing that game with another couple made both of you that horny, but you never actually did anything with anyone else?"

Mike answered, "No, it was a one time thing, we never did anything else like that."

I was glad to hear that. I was enjoying these stories and they made me horny as hell, but not if I found out that Michelle had lied to me about being with someone else besides Mike. 

So I picked up the check. Mike and I split the cost and we headed out to the car. I was really curious what might happen, so I suggested that Mike and Michelle sit in the back seat on the way home. After that story, I was ready to watch some fireworks! Michelle obviously knew what I had in mind and she didn't disappoint me. She was all over Mike as soon as we got in the car, kissing him, encouraging his hand up under her blouse, rubbing his crotch, never letting their lips apart for even a second all the way home. By then, I was so horny I didn't think I could stand another minute!

ooOoo

As we were walking in the house, Michelle tucked her blouse back in and seemed to calm herself down. I was really hoping that we'd be going straight to bed, either me and Michelle or Michelle and Mike. I wasn't into a threesome, just watching. But I wanted her for myself as well! Unfortunately, Michelle had other ideas. After we were settled in the living room, with a glass of wine each, Michelle asked if we wanted to watch a movie. A movie was the furthest thing from my mind, but if that's what she wanted, it was OK with me. I think Mike had the same idea I had, that he just wanted to take Michelle to bed, but he shrugged his approval too.

Michelle said she'd rented one on the way home earlier today and put it in. I was a little shocked when 'Wild Things' started playing. I remembered this movie from when Michelle first told me about Mike. That's the movie they were watching in a theater when they both got so horny they fucked in the ladies bathroom, then went back to Mike's place and fucked the rest of the night.

While we were watching it, Michelle sat between me and Mike, taking turns snuggling up and kissing me, then Mike, then me again, back and forth, getting more and more aggressive with both of us until she said she had to go to the bathroom right after one of the sexier scenes. 

I didn't think anything about it and I'm pretty sure Mike didn't either, since neither of us made any reaction. However, when she came back into the living room several minutes later, there had been more change than just her relieving herself. She had also relieved herself of most of her clothes, now dressed in only a transparent blouse, no bra and the silk string bikini panties I had bought at Victoria Secret before she went to Seattle. She had put on lipstick, her makeup, the sexy perfume I had bought at Victoria Secret and had brushed her hair out so it was gleaming and beautiful. Oh my God, she was sexy! And, seeing her like this in front of both me and Mike at the same time made me shiver with excitement, especially not knowing what was coming next.

Michelle walked over to Mike on the couch, kissed him and placed one of his hands on her breast, encouraging him to massage her for just a moment. Then she pulled away from Mike and came over to me, and snuggled up on the couch next to me, leaning over to kiss me, with her hand behind my head pulling me into her, her tongue in my mouth. When she finally released my mouth from her grip, she asked me "Are you a little bit horny, honey?"

"God yes, I want you!" I couldn't believe how hard my cock was already getting.

She whispered in my ear, "Well, you're about to get a lot hornier, watch this." 

And with that, she got up, went into the dining room to get a chair that she put in front of the couch and pulled Mike up off the couch, asking him to sit in the chair. Then we both watched her, standing right in front of Mike, teasing us, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, letting it fall open revealing her beautiful bare breasts, rubbing her hands over her bare nipples, massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples, then very sensuously rubbed herself down her body until her fingers were slipping under her panties, spreading her legs a little further apart and pulling her pussy lips apart, pushing her fingers inside. Her eyes were closed and she was gently moaning, gyrating her hips, making love to her fingers, pressing them deeper and harder inside her. 

Watching this was so incredibly sexy, but her doing it for another guy right in front of me was such an incredibly intense turn-on that I couldn't believe it. 

Michelle looked over to me, seeing how large my erection was and walked over to me at the couch doing her little provocative dance right in front of me, putting her hands on my shoulders and gyrating her almost naked and very wet pussy right in front of me. When I reached my hand between her legs to rub her wet panties, she pushed my hand away, telling me, "No no, sweetie, that's only for Michael." Ohh God! I wanted her so badly! My cock was actually feeling harder, longer and thicker than it ever had before! Her not letting me touch her only made the situation even sexier than it already was. Since her nipples were bouncing right in front of my face, I started to pull her into my mouth, but she put a hand in the way, pulled away and again told me it was only for Mike!

I've read that the human brain is the most important sex organ. Michelle was certainly proving that to be accurate! She was playing with my mind and driving me completely crazy with lust!

Michelle walked the two or three steps back over to Mike, slipping her fingers back inside herself, breathing deep and sensual, then she pulled her glistening, wet fingers out of her pussy and slipped them into Mike's mouth, letting him suck her juices off of her. Mike and my wife were right there in front of me, intently looking into each other's eyes, Mike sucking on her wet fingers as he slowly reached over and slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties, slipping them down over her sexy curves, nearly causing me to climax inside my pants! When she told me a few minutes ago that I was going to get horny, she sure as heck wasn't kidding! I didn't know how much longer I was going to be able to hold off from coming in my pants! Michelle has always enjoyed sex, but hasn't been overly sexual until recently. Well, except that time in Kodiak, but this was way over the top. And like in Kodiak, I was loving it! 

Once again, Michelle was totally naked, letting another guy enjoy her. Mike leaned forward, kissing the inside of her thigh, then on to her moist pussy lips causing her to gasp as his tongue encircled her clit. She leaned back, spreading her legs, pulling at his hair to pull him in tighter to her, and begging him to suck harder. Mike was feasting on my wife right in front of me while she moaned out "Oh, God Mike, that feels good!" Suddenly, she started convulsing and shaking, screaming, "Oh God, Oh God," climaxing on Mike's face. Finally, she pulled away from him and unsnapped his pants and slid them and his boxers down, letting his monstrous cock spring free. I couldn't see that well last night, but tonight I could tell how big Mike was, obviously fully erect. Then, she parted his legs, bent down on her knees and lowered her mouth to him, snaking her tongue over the tip of his cock, drawing it down his underside, then stretching her beautiful lips around him, so much bigger than what she was used to, then the wet sounds of her sucking, drawing it in her mouth and back out again, sucking on just the tip so that it hollowed our her cheeks, her eyes looking straight into his.

Mike closed his eyes and groaned his enjoyment of this until he pulled her away and up to his mouth. Their tongues touched as their mouths came together in obvious desire for each other, Michelle sucking on his bottom lip and tongue, then pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting herself on his lips, frantically roaming her hands all over him, unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off him as she was possessed with her lust. Michelle slipped onto his lap, legs spread on each side and reached down to guide him into her, slipping all the way onto him in one easy motion, a deep moan and an "Oh fuck," coming from deep inside her throat. She sat there, fully impaled and wrapped her arms around Mike, continuing to kiss him until she began rising and falling, slow and steady, releasing him from the kiss, but both their faces clearly showing the rapture they were both feeling. 

She gripped around the back of Mike's head and pulled his lips to her breast, her silky hair engulfing his head as she came closer and closer to orgasm. The room was so quiet, the only thing I could hear were the sounds of their sex as they were both pulsating with wave after wave of sexual energy. She wrapped both legs around him, plunging down onto him as her body quivered and shook and she moaned loudly, yelling Mike's name over and over again as Mike holding her tight with his shaft deep inside her, finally let himself go. I couldn't believe how big Mike's cock was and that she was able to take all of it inside her! Michelle's body was quaking and she let out a scream of ecstasy. I was so enthralled watching my wife that I hardly noticed Mike's grimace as he unloaded his hot cum into her womb. When they were finished at last, beads of sweat were pouring off both Mike's and Michelle's faces and it took several minutes for both of them to catch their breath.

Watching this incredible lovemaking from this close was such a thrill to me and stoked my jealousy like it hadn't ever existed before, with Michelle having denied me before giving herself to Mike. But at the same was so incredibly arousing! The look of ecstasy on Michelle's face and that final scream nearly made me lose control, wanting to pull my cock out and pump it to relieve the pressure. But, I couldn't, I wanted to relieve it inside my beautiful, wonderful wife!