4 comments/ 57628 views/ 5 favorites More Igniting On Christmas Ch. 01 By: TabooTeller Writer's Notes: This is a stand alone story even though it continues the adventures of Becky and Tom from "Reigniting On Halloween". There are some referrences you may not understand if you have not read Reigniting first but most of the story can be read and enjoyed by itself. This is part one of two. I meant for a it to be a smaller story but got a little carried away so it is probably very close to Reigniting's length which is why its its two parts. And sorry its submitted after Chrsitmas but then again "Reigniting on Halloween" was submitted after Halloween. So Enjoy: His wife said, "Hurry up or we'll be late. This is one party I want to get to." Tom looked at her carefully; taking note of what she was wearing. It wasn't anything like Becky had worn to the last party they had gone to. This time it was red tights with a green pullover, which was still lying on the bed. She was in the process of putting on her bra. Even with her admonishment to hurry, he stopped to watch her. Her breasts were firm and nicely shaped. He never tired of looking at them, even after years of being married. As they disappeared behind the cups of the bra, he went back to hurrying up putting on his pants. He had his shirt on already, it was green and he had pastel red pants. He didn't know where she had found red slacks, and wasn't sure if he wanted to wear them, but he figured they would be good for a Christmas party. Everyone would be wearing red and green. It wasn't as if they were bright red after all. He was both relieved and disappointed, that she was wearing a more modest outfit this time. It was cold out so she would not be wearing anything as revealing as last time, but there were tight outfits that were sexy. He was glad she wasn't because she wouldn't be showing herself off to the world again, and that meant their relationship wasn't in a rut anymore. He was disappointed in that she had looked "niiice" in that costume; and it had led to them having some very exciting fun at the party, and after they got home. Tonight it would be too cold to go out to that hidden garden to do that again, and he wasn't sure if he really wanted to have sex where others could see them again, but it had been very enjoyable. As he was reliving their fun from the last party, Becky was thinking that what she had told him had been the truth; she did want to get to this party but not because she wanted to go to the party. It was that she wanted to go, so they could get back home. She was horny, and she wanted to be his slut again tonight. She added to herself, as she had after the Halloween party, his slut and nobody else's. She had been very glad that she had been on time with her plan, neither had cheated and it had reignited not only their lust for each other, but also their commitment to each other. The rut their marriage had been in had been easy to get into, and both would have to be watchful, not to let it happen again. She loved him so much, and knew he loved her the same. She had another plan tonight, and she was again wearing something she had had to spend time looking for but this time, only her husband was going to see what she was showing off. Her top hung down low enough on her that it completely covered her butt, therefore covered her front too. She had seen some women wearing the same type of outfit, but theirs had been designed to turn guys on, or so it looked. One, a married woman she knew, had a top that only covered three fourths of her backside. Which wasn't so bad, except that her tights were so tight; you could easily see her butt cheeks move as she walked. It was almost as if what she was wearing was panted on. Another woman had a very tight sweater, showing off that she wasn't wearing a bra and one could almost see in-between her legs when she walked. Becky's tights did show off her leg muscles, but they weren't that tight and that was why she had made sure no one could see her bottom, or between her legs when she bought the top. What she was going to show off was just for Tom. She hoped it would turn him on so much that they would leave the party early, so they could have some fun at home. She was wet already thinking about what fun they could have, at home, in private this time. They finished dressing and left. On the way out, she glanced at their Christmas tree. They had gotten a nice one this year, and it had been fun going with him tree shopping. They had stopped for hot chocolate, and she had snuggled against him, as they had walked through the tree lot. Later, he had told her that he not only liked the idea of her being next to him, but he also liked the idea that other men saw that a beautiful and sexy woman liked him. They had already decided not to have the lights on when they were both gone; the outside lights were on timers so they didn't have to bother with turning them on. As they entered the garage, she surprised him by saying she wanted to drive that night. Becky felt like that occasionally, so the request wasn't totally out of character for her. He shrugged and said okay. As they got into the car, she pulled up her sweater as she sat down. Her husband hadn't noticed the movement, but he would notice the result very soon. They were settled and she started the car, but before pushing the garage door opener, she dropped a paper that was in her hand. It fluttered to the floor of the car next to the driver's door. She said, "Honey, could you reach over and pick that up I don't want to mess up my hair by scraping it against the door." He looked at her, wondering why she was being that careful with her hair, but he just shrugged and reached over her. He couldn't get it so he had to partially wedge himself under the steering wheel to reach the paper. When he did, he looked right in-between her legs at that lovely spot of hers. He was almost close enough to kiss it. He thought for a second of doing just that, but then he noticed something. He could make out the outline of her slit perfectly. It was as if she was wearing red paint instead of tights. A perfect camel's toe he believed it was called. He licked his lips in sudden excitement. He just stared at it for a few seconds; he had never seen anything like that before. He had seen it naked, many times, but this was a turn on. He could see every bit of her slit's lips. He thought he could even see her hole. He did see a bump he knew to be her clitoris. He breathed in through his nose, as his breathing increased and he quickly realized she was excited too. This close he could smell her juices, he liked that smell. A second later, he thought he didn't believe how much that sight and that smell was turning him on. He could barely contain himself from chewing on those luscious lips, even though the fabric. He couldn't see it of course, but his wife was smiling. Becky knew what was taking him so long, and she had heard his breathing increased. She heard his sniffing and smiled even bigger, knowing he smelled her arousal. She knew that he was getting very excited. In the dark garage, even with the dome light on, it was hard to see his waist but she thought she could see the beginning of a bulge. She knew him well enough to know that hardon or not, he was getting very aroused. He finally got the paper and sat back up. She backed out of the garage and headed for the party. It took them a while to get to where the party was to be held, but they finally turned through the gates. Halfway down the driveway leading to the mansion, they turned a corner and there was the huge house, all lit up. The front was covered with Christmas lights, with more on the trees and bushes along the front. She exclaimed how beautiful it was. There were trees, Santas, crèches, each one done just right. They stopped right in front of the main door to allow the car to be parked, then went inside. They soon found that each room had a tree in it. That included the bathrooms, which had small trees. The room everyone seemed to be congregating in had the largest tree. It stood in the middle of one wall, with two smaller ones on either side. Tom and Becky milled around, talking to people, they hadn't seen for a while. She kept getting distracted though, with her thoughts about what was going to happen after they got home. If she had been a guy, she would have had an erection. They found that there were less people at this party than at the Halloween party, and that most of the guests seemed to be spending their time in this one room. It was a large one, where the buffet was set up. Also, the room had doors to the patio that led to the garden. Both saw that some people, singles and couples, were still going out to the garden. They were dressed warmly, bundled up against the cold. There also six porta potties out on that patio to supplement the bathrooms inside, during the Halloween party, there had been ten or more outside. These six were placed in strategic spots, so that those using them would not be seen entering them from the doublewide picture window that made up one wall. The patio had a roof and heater vents so that it was warmer on the patio than outside. Since for some reason most of the partygoers were in the room, that led to the patio the inside bathrooms were almost unused. They circulated. talking to people they knew. Ten minutes after getting there they partook of the buffet since neither had had dinner. There were lots of finger foods including small bits of turkey smothered with whole cranberries for Christmas. Much of the food was red or green including tortilla chips. They got separated as they talked and munched which wasn't unusual for these parties. Becky had walked into another of the rooms were people were gathering and just a she entered she slipped on some punch someone had spilled. She let out a small cry and landed on her butt then her back. She laid there for a couple of seconds to make sure nothing was injured. As she pushed herself up on her elbows she saw six guys around her. Two were moving in closer to see if she was Okay. One reached out his hand to help her up while the other came up to her feet. She saw it was Johnny and that he was staring in-between her legs. That was when she realized her sweater had ridden up and he had a perfect view of how tight her tights were. She blushed in embarrassment. A second later she wondered if he had moved up to help her or only to get a better view of her camel's toe. To be fair it could have ben both but the other guy had been just a little closer. After she stood and brushed her self off she saw that Johnny wasn't the only one to get a look at between her legs. She glanced at another guy who had come up too late to help and he was blushing . He had the look of someone who had seen something for the first time. She assured everyone that she was Okay and went on. At one point Tom, who was making the rounds found himself in another section of the mansion so he decided to use the bathroom he was closest to. The hallway was dark, even though there was enough light to see where one was going. He used the bathroom then came out and saw his wife bent over tying a shoe or some such. Her butt was facing him. He moved closer looking at that sexy bottom of hers stretch the tights. Even in the dark hallway, he could make out her crack. That thrilled him and after a quick glance around to make sure no one was about, he caressed one cheek. Next, he moved even closer touching her rump with his front. She ground her backside into him and he ended up humping her half a dozen times. She moaned appreciatively, standing then turning. She smiled at him. "Boy I think someone is horny." "Hey, you were the one that was bent over; I always get horny seeing your sexy butt like that. Even though I couldn't make out the best part because there's not enough light in here I still liked what I saw." She put her arms around his neck and asked in a silky voice, "And what is the best part, Stud?" He put his arms around her and said, "That wonderful slit you got in-between your legs, my slut." She smiled as she kissed him. The kiss was long and passionate, and halfway through she felt his hand lift up her top enough, so that it could go to that wonderful slit of hers. He slipped the hand down her front over her tights, A second later, she groaned as he found then pressed against her clit. She ground that pleasure nub into his fingers, seeking more pleasure from him. He broke the kiss and said, "I think I'm not the only one that is horny." "I can't help it I've been thinking of you naked all day. Naked with that wonderful hard rod of yours sticking toward me." He gasped as she suddenly grabbed his now very hard shaft. They both took a quick look around to make sure no one had come upon them then kissed, with her running her hand up and down his shaft and he teasing her clit. Both started groaning into the other's mouth. He broke the kiss enough to say, "We need to do more then this." "Yes, we do let's go home." "I still need to talk to a couple people." "I can't wait. Let's go." Kiss kiss, "Let's go use the bathroom." "The bathroom? I don't have to do and you just did." "I don't mean use it for that." "Oh, um, what happens if someone was to come while we were using it for something else?" "It's got a lock, we just lock the door." "I don't know." He pressed harder with his fingers, rubbing the tips in a circle. He knew how to get to her, especially since she had started out horny as anything. Her breathing increased, and she barely stifled a loud groan. After a few seconds she said, "Ok you win, let's get in there and fuck." He smiled knowing how horny she was, by her choice of words. Of course, he was as horny as she was. He said, "Ok slut, let's get in there and you can feel my hard cock in your wet, hot pussy." Suddenly, they heard someone coming around the corner and both jumped apart much like two teenagers, caught making out by her parents. A voice said, "Tom, the old man is looking for you." "What does he want?" "I don't but he's been looking for you for fifteen minutes you better go see what he wants." Tom turned to his wife and said, "I better see what he wants but hold that thought, I will be back." "I'll wait in here, but don't make it too long," She said in a quiet voice that was husky with sexual need. "That will depend on what he wants, but I will hurry and probably be back in a few minutes... hopefully." He left with the other guy and she stood there for a while, feeling disappointed. "Why did his boss need him now, they had been here over an hour already," she mumbled to herself. After what seemed like a long time, she decided that maybe she should have waited where there were chairs, but if she left, he wouldn't know were she was. Then again, she didn't want to just stand there horny. She listened for footfalls and looked around, then pulled up her sweater and began to rub her clit through her tights. She was so horny, she stopped after a little bit and waited. It was hard to tell how long she waited, but after what felt like all night, he finally came around the corner. He kissed her and asked, "Now where were we?" She groaned in his mouth and wilted under his kiss then said, "God, that's what I've been waiting for, your mouth." She placed a hand on his front, "as well as your hands on me and your hard cock in me." He noticed an emphasis on "Your Hard Cock" and said, "I think someone has been playing with themselves." She snuggled in closer to his body and said, "I had to do something to partially satisfy my itch for you." "Someone could have come in here while you were." She paused for a moment then said, "I... would have stopped, but someone could come in now and see us doing this" for his hand was back under her sweater caressing her clit while his other hand was squeezing a boob. "True, but they would just see a couple madly in love and lust with each other. Playing with yourself when you are alone would look very stranger." He had been licking her neck as he had been talking, and she just put a hand to his mouth to stop further talk. She grabbed his head pulled it up and started kissing and chewing on his lips. He started moving toward the bathroom. She groaned knowing what was coming, and knowing that by his words, he couldn't wait until they got home. She surprised herself by going along with it. The tights she was wearing seemed to be making her even hornier, probably by rubbing her bare clit and pussy. They both managed to think clearly enough to look around, to make sure they were still alone as they moved to the bathroom. He turned the door handle, but it didn't open. She almost panicked thinking that someone had beaten them to the bathroom, and they would have to wait. Someone who would have had to walk past them as they were making out, but after another pull, the door opened. Both let out a sigh of relief and went in. As soon as he made sure the door was locked, he turned and they kissed hard and long. His hands pulled up her sweater, and then slipped into the back of her tights. He massaged her butt causing groans, and then he gripped each buttock and pulled her against his body. A few seconds later, she broke the kiss and turned around. He reached to her and slipped her tights down. She bent forward, laying her head on a small counter right next to the Christmas tree, and he quickly inserted two fingers in her sopping slit. He found her G-spot and massaged it hard. She groaned and gritted her teeth, to keep from crying out more. A minute later, she said, "I'm past ready, do it now!" He used his other hand to unzip his pants, as he continued to caress her special place. It was hard to push down his pants with one hand, but he succeeded and moved forward. He withdrew his fingers putting them to his nose to smell them. He groaned in sexual need and she turned her head to see what he was doing. "Your excitement smells so good when you're like this." She nodded wishing he would hurry and put it in, because not only she was in sexual need too, but also so they could be done before someone came to use this bathroom. At the same time, she realized that the danger of them being caught increased the thrill. Just like it had when they were in the garden at Halloween. A second later, he took hold of his shaft and aimed it, then stepped forward two steps. She turned back around and he positioned his hardness right at the opening to her slit. She grunted in joyful anticipation and he pushed forward, the head of his shaft entered her and she sighed in relief. As aroused as they both were, neither wanted him to go slow so he just shoved it in. Her head went up and she would have let loose a low scream of ecstasy, if they had been at home. He let out a soft grunt of pleasure as he felt the walls of her slit encase his rod. He quickly bottomed out and stood there for a moment, enjoying the feeling. He then pulled out halfway and then back in all the way. Out halfway back in all the way, he soon had a fast rhythm going. She gasped and let out low moans as he increased his fucking. She gritted her teeth again to keep from crying out in joy; he was doing the same as he felt his pleasure quickly build. She began to hump back as her euphoria quickly took her to the edge. She wanted to scream, "Go for it, faster, harder, fuck me!" but she held her mouth shut. Soon, he was jamming it in as a sign he was very close. She humped back harder with each of his forward thrusts, driving him in further. So close and so good. He let out a loud grunt that he couldn't help, as the first dollop of man cream shot forth from the tip of his shaft. A soft grunt followed the first, which was followed by softer and softer moans. Her climax had started just before his, but she had managed to cover her mouth to keep most of the sounds in. More Igniting On Christmas Ch. 01 Soon they were finished, and he withdrew allowing her to stand. She quickly turned and kissed him hard in thanks. He nibbled her lips and said his thanks. He pulled up his pants but she didn't move to pull her tights up. In response to his look of puzzlement she said, "I have to pee and to clean myself up some so I don't drip in my tights too much." He nodded, remembering how much she dripped after their sexual antics during the Halloween party. He opened the door, peeked out to make sure no one was waiting then nodded at her, mouthed "I love you and there will be more later," and left. She locked the door and sat on the toilet being grateful that her husband loved her so much and being thankful, that she hadn't cheated when she had the chance, or it would be someone's else's' sperm dripping out of her. She hadn't told him what happened while she was waiting for him, she would later, but now had been time for other things. Soon after he left her in the hallway she had turned toward the bathroom thinking of waiting in there for him with her tights down; she started rubbing her clit, when she swore she heard someone coming around the corner, so she quit. No one appeared so she went back to anticipating Tom coming back. She heard someone quickly come up behind her, and put their arms around her. She had pressed back feeling a hard skinny lump against her butt. Hands started to massage her breasts in a way that felt very good, especially in her state. A mouth began to kiss her neck and a tongue licked under her ears, sending thrilling shivers down her back. She had said, "So Goood, do it more." The tongue did, next one hand dropped down and slipped up her sweater, quickly finding her clit. It rubbed that joy button softly, then harder and harder, sending more and more thrills into her pussy. She couldn't help it and groaned out loud. She said, "More of that too, but let's get to the bathroom so we fuck." There was a pause then the body pressed against her urging her to walk to the bathroom. She felt the guy's bulge pressed against her butt, right in-between her crack. He humped twice as they walked that way but halfway to the bathroom, she stopped. Something wasn't right. It took her a couple of second to realize what. The guy's smell wasn't right. His height and weight seemed to be but something else didn't feel right though. Her face grimaced in anger and she said, "That had better by my husband or I'm going to slap you so hard, the noise will be heard outside the front door, and no amount of makeup will be able cover the bruise in the shape of my hand." They were in a hallway toward the rear of the house, which meant that it would have to be a very hard slap to be heard out front. The body ceased urging her forward and after a second she no longer felt the weight against her. She waited a couple of seconds to make sure she was right then turned fast. She saw a dark body slip around the corner, she thought about going to see who it was, but thought she knew. Now as she thought about it again, she berated herself for not realizing it wasn't Tom sooner. She should have noticed his smell immediately. She thought it was Johnny, she had seen him get a look at her when she fell, and he had gotten his hands on her during the last party so he might have thought he would have a chance with her. And to she thought he had come up behind her once while she was bent over retrying that shows she had been tying when Tom had come out of the bathroom. If Tom had seen her butt crack through her tights then Johnny who whoever else it had been would have too. She hadn't thought of that before. In his arrogance Johnny might have thought she had bent over like that on purpose. He would have been turned on after he saw her camel's toe and her butt crack and he might have thought the last was an invitation. That maybe she had changed her mind. It would not have helped that she told him to continue to lick her neck like he had at the Halloween party. Then she said they needed to go fuck. That would explain the pause after she said it and why he hadn't wanted her to see him. He probably thought he could have her. She was not going to allow a repeat of what happened at the Halloween party this time though, not on purpose anyway. Then again, it could have been someone else. She had added the part about the makeup because she had noticed a couple of the women eyeing her. She had seen it at the last party too, and she thought they were the same ones. She had heard that a couple of the other wives were Bi and in fact, there were rumors that one or two of the woman wore strapons at times, just in case they got lucky at one of these parties. She didn't know if that was true but that hardon she felt against her butt had been very hard. And it could have been a woman who had seen her bend over who thought she would have had a chance. Becky just shook her head. Maybe she should thank whoever it was however. She had wondered at times, if she would be able to resist temptation when she was that aroused. She had been tempted for a few seconds, even after she realized it wasn't Tom. Part of her mind told her that her husband was taking too long, and she was extremely horny. So if he wasn't going to take care of her, someone else could. Someone, who obviously had a hard cock just waiting for her wet pussy, it wouldn't take long for a quickie and Tom would never find out. She had told that part to shut up, and then she got angry that someone would try to take advantage of her arousal. It was time to find Tom though. She found him in the room with the rest of the guests, talking to a couple. They circulated some more, were separated again as he talked to another vice president. Later she was again in a darkened hallway, this one short leading to another party room, when she felt someone come up behind her. He pressed against her with a very hard, long shape on her butt. She said, "That had better be my husband, or I will slap you so hard, the noise will be heard outside the front door, and no amount of makeup will cover up the bruise in the shape of my hand." She was mildly surprised when a voice she knew said, "In that case it's good that I am he, because I'm not going to let you go. You're too sexy and I'm too aroused." She relaxed and snuggled into his arms, wiggling her butt against his hardon. "MMmmm, I'm glad you're he too... Are you still excited my stud?" "Yes, my sexy slut. I need more of what you gave me earlier. And it's all your fault." She wiggled more producing a groan from him, "Let's get home then." "I would love to but I need to talk to one more person and my boss wants to see me in a while." "Can't he see you Monday?" "He could but there's something he wants me to start on first thing Monday." She wiggled against him again, "I don't think I can wait, that fuck we had was just a fore taste of what will come tonight." "Boy, you are horny tonight....slut" "Hmmm, just for you my stud." "That's good, because I just want to fuck your incredibly hot wet pussy my dear." "Anymore talk like that, and I will throw you on the floor and rip off your clothes." "I would let you right now," he said with a grin. Someone came along and his smile turned to a frown as he saw that it was Brittany, the woman salesman that he had flirted with before. The second to the last time she was on his floor, she had tricked him into an empty office and kissed him. He had kissed back, then kissed her again but as she rubbed his shaft, he realized what he was doing and had fled. The next time she had come by, she had indicated that she was still interested in dancing on a bed with him. He had strongly declined, but she was still after him tonight. One of the times he had been alone, he had come into the room most of the people were at and was surprised to see her there. She must have been in town so she was invited to the party. She was wearing this red and white outfit with touches of pink. It went well with her hair color and her eyes, it made her look both warm and inviting. Inviting to the opposite sex that is. It showed her curves, especially her breasts off. He could easily make out the shape of her breasts and they did look nice. Later he noticed that it was the same with her butt. It was clearly outlined and looked nicely shaped. He wasn't sure if it had been his imagination, but to him her expression was one of a hungry shark when she looked at him. He had tried to avoid her, but she had sneaked up on him at one point, grabbing his butt when he wasn't looking. He had jumped and spun around to find her face only inches away from his. He had taken a step backward but she didn't seem to care, saying things that hinted at wanting to find an empty room with him. He had declined. Later he had seen her talking to Johnny. He had been relieved, thinking that those two could get together for the night, but she still seemed to be after him. Brittany gave them a smile, that said she knew what they had been doing. She spoke a greeting, chatted for a moment then and after one more look of desire left. Tom had the impression that she would not have minded joining them, in what they had been doing. For a second he was tempted to think about calling her back to see if she would join in, but it was only for a second. He shook his head, none of that for them. His wife was all he wanted. Soon after this they rejoined the party for a moment and Tom saw Brittany was with Johnny again. During their conversation, both looked disappointed. They were only in the room for five minutes, when his wife suggested they walk some more. They ended up in a game room alone. The room had been outside at one time, and there was still a short wall that ran the width of it toward the rear. There were video games on one side of the wall, and pool tables and foosball games on the other. The video games were off as was the lighting on that side of the wall but there was still enough light to see what games they were. They strolled over to the wall and found a gate through it. end of part one. Part two submitted at the same time so should be posted now. And Yes I want comments. More Igniting On Christmas Ch. 02 Writer's Notes: As usual with me a part of part one is here to help you catch up. Enjoy: They ended up in a game room alone. The room had been outside at one time, and there was still a short wall that ran the width of it toward the rear. There were video games on one side of the wall, and pool tables and foosball games on the other. The video games were off as was the lighting on that side of the wall but there was still enough light to see what games they were. They strolled over to the wall and found a gate through it. Once on the other side, she said "I need to taste you." Before he could say anything, she dropped to her knees and started to undo his pants. He said, "Hey someone could come in and see you." "I'm below the wall they won't be able to see me." He had been hoping she would say that, which was why he had led her in here. By that time, she had his zipper undone and his mostly hard shaft out. She grabbed hold of it with her mouth and sucked. As soon as he felt the wetness, his body jerked in response to the sudden pleasure. He said, "Ugggaaa, but they will be able to tell what's going on by my reaction." She mumbled something but kept on sucking and licking. He was trying to groan softly so anyone passing by the door would not hear him. Suddenly when he was halfway to an orgasm she stopped. He looked down to see why and saw she was pivoting around. She stood enough to be able to pull down her tights. When she had them down to halfway past her knees, she turned back around and got down on her hands and knees. She turned her head and said, "Fuck me now, I want to feel your hard cock in my soft pussy. It's waiting for you all hot and wet." Boy, he thought, she was turned on. He took one look around, hoping no one would come in and moved forward. It was a little dark so he couldn't see her slit well, but he knew from lots of experience where it was. He slid his hardness in all the way in with one shove of his hips. She gasped in pleasure and bit off a loud moan. Without further delay, he started fucking her in long fast thrusts. She groaned in ecstasy but somehow managed to stifle them so he could barely hear her. Three fourths of the way to a thunderous climax he stopped she turned to look up at him in astonishment when he hissed, "Be quiet someone is coming in." She whispered, "I want to cum not them." The door opened and his boss' wife walked in. She saw Tom standing there on the other side of the wall examining a video game. Shendra came over to him. "I've been hoping to speak to you and your wife." "She should be coming back any time." "She probably stopped to talk with some of the other wives about being married to a workaholic." He wasn't sure how to take the workaholic comment and said, "Yes, she might have gotten distracted." There was a pause and he said, "Some of these games are interesting. I've never seen a couple of them." "The Tenenbaums like to buy the latest games to entertain their guests, and themselves." They talked a minute about the Tenenbaums, and then she said, "She is taking a while." He thought 'She's not the only one to take awhile' but out loud said, "Yes maybe one of the sharks tried to intercept her." "Sharks?" a short pause then in an aspirated voice said, "Oh yes. I wish they wouldn't try to seduce people at these parties." "Becky mentioned that almost as we arrived two guys looked like they were sharks and it was feeding time. Evidently, one of them tried something just like he did at the last party. Richard also tried something last time. He was more subtle and kept himself to just words while the other guy was more active." She nodded understanding what he was implying, she also knew who it was Tom had not mentioned by name, then said, "I better get back to my husband if I see your wife I will talk to her then." Tom nodded gritting his teeth to keep from crying out as Becky was trying to insert him back into her slit. "Have a good evening, you do throw good parties, this one was very exciting and worth attending, even with some nice surprises." "Thank you." She left, and as soon as she heard the door closed, Becky hissed, "Get back in me and fuck me!" He wanted to wait a few seconds to make sure Shendra didn't come back. After a minute or so, he turned and pushed his shaft into his wife's very wet slit. She sighed in relief. He started thrusting again immediately, and looked down at her butt. He couldn't really see anything in the shadow of the crack of her butt but he knew what was there. He placed a hand on one check then slide that thumb into the crack, finding her anus in a second. He placed the tip of the thumb at that puckered opening for a second to tell her what he was planning, and then he slowly pushed it in. There was no protest so he kept up the pressure until it was past his thumbnail. She still didn't say anything so he took a chance and jammed it in the rest of the way in one quick shove. She let out a muffled scream, but he knew her well enough to know it wasn't from pain. Maybe it was from pain at that, but it had produced ecstasy not hurt. Good he thought, Maybe after we get home we could do anal sex. They hadn't done that since the last party. They had had plenty of other sex, except for the last eight days. Just ten days ago, she had given him the best blowjob ever. It had been slow; she had done everything he liked, driving him almost crazy. He had returned the favor, by licking and sucking her to a very large climax. He wondered with all the screaming they each done, that the neighbors didn't think they were killing each other. Those thoughts fled as his ecstasy took a jump higher. It wouldn't be that much longer for him and from the muffled groans from his wife, she was getting close too. He wondered for a second how she was muffling her noises. His thrills increased dramatically and he had begun to watch how loud he got. He increased his speed and shoved his shaft in deeper with each thrust. Soon he hoped no one would come in because he couldn't stop now and his wife wouldn't let him even if he could. He increased his in and out motions again. She was pushing backwards against him harder and harder. He could hear he say, "SoooGooodsogoodsooogood." very softly. He was there, and gritted his teeth from crying out as his sperm started shooting out of his cock. His wife let out a muffled cry-moan and quivered. He shoved it in another six times as he kept shooting his cum into her. She relaxed first, and after two more thrusts he stopped, spent for the moment. He started deflating fast as he took a step backwards, and quickly pulled up his underwear and pants. She straightened and pulled up her tights, and then gave him a quick hug. "Thank you I needed that. You were great." "I needed it, both of them, but it was kind of fast to be great." "That's why it was great, I was so horny, but you will be able to make love to me after we get home." His eyes widened and he said, "Oh, we will do more?" "That wasn't enough, it partially satisfied my horniness so now I can wait, but the way I feel, we may not get any sleep tonight. " "After eight days I feel the same," he said with a smile. They straightened their clothing and left the room holding hands; they found Shendra in a nearby room, chatting with a couple of other wives. She motioned Becky over. As they had walked in Tom had overheard Shendra wondering where Becky was. Shendra thought she would have seen her walk down the hallway, toward the game room. As they came up to the little group, Tom butted in and said that his wife had come from the other direction after avoiding the wolfs, Shendra nodded in understanding. Since Tom still had to talk to a couple people, he let go of her hand. As he looked around, he saw Johnny and Brittany together. Both glanced their way, with a look of disappointment on their faces. He circulated some more, talking to who he needed to talk to. He finally was able to talk to his boss, less than an hour later; he finished and began to look for his wife. He found her still talking to several of the wives. From what he heard on the way up to her, Shendra had wanted to talk about some program about improving marriages. They left soon after he came up next to his wife. As soon as they drove into the driveway, she was out of the car and running up to the house. He wondered Where she was going to the bathroom maybe? She shouldn't be dripping like she was at the Halloween party. He finished parking the car in the garage, and headed for the door into the house. Halfway there he had the thought that maybe she was going to be naked when he got up the stairs. With her legs spread, rubbing her clit, or even spreading her slit open as an invitation for him to get naked fast. She had done both before. That thought inspired him to hurry, fumbling with his keys for a second, until he remembered the door was already unlocked. He rushed in, made sure the door was locked, then hurried up the stairs. He started unbuttoning his shirt on the way up. Once at the top of the stairs he rushed to their bedroom, slipping off the shirt as he hurried through the doorway. Inside he stopped, staring at the angel on the bed. She had stripped off her clothes and hurriedly donned a white negligee. It had fluffy sleeves that now were spread out on either side of her, looking almost like wings. Her shoulders were bare, even with the sleeves and a very low neckline. He could easily see the tops of her breasts; it was one of her sexist outfits. The top ended just above her waist, and she usually wore a matching G-string. The very small patch of material would just barely cover her beautiful slit, and the back part outlined her arousing cheeks. The string down the crack did nothing to hide her wonderful brown puckered opening. Tonight, she had forgone that for nothing. As his eyes traveled down her body, they froze as he gazed where her legs joined her body. She had her legs spread and her fantastic, beautiful, stimulating love flower was there, open for him to see. He licked his lips as he gazed, enraptured by her beauty and sensuality. No wonder Richard and Johnny were still trying to get into her pants, if they could see her now, they would know how lucky he was, and how unfortunate they were for having to leave with just a quick look and not a touch or taste. A second later, he realized something else: two somethings that is. One was that she was dripping white, a higher thrill shot through him as he saw it was his sperm oozing out of her. He quickly glanced to one side, at the tights she had thrown on the floor. He could see the crotch, and how wet it was. Obviously, some of his stuff had dripped out, but the crotch must have been like a plug, keeping most of his cum in her. The second thing he noticed was that her hand was on her clit, lazily running two fingertips around in circles. His breath caught, as he was mesmerized by that sight. She had masturbated for him a few times over the years; it was always a good show, especially when she played with her clit. He had returned the favor twice, each time at her request. The first time, he had asked her to open her legs so he could have a nice sight as he gave her a show. She did, and he climbed onto the bed, and inched his way closer as he jacked off. When he had come, he closed his eyes at first, but forced them open as he watched the last few shots of his ropey white stuff fly out and hit her clit. There had been so much; it started to run down, oozing along her slit's lips. Some had even made its way inside, and he watched it oozed into her. He didn't lose his erection and he attacked her, stabbing his hardness into her. She had gone "oomph" in surprise, but then encouraged him with her groans, and demands for him to fuck her hard. He did for a long time; they both ended up having powerful orgasms. Hers was first and his followed a minute later. When his was done, he fell next to her breathing hard, feeling like he had just run a marathon. One with a very satisfactory ending. Now he thought of doing the same thing, until she did something, she hadn't done before. She reached down into her slit, and brought out a dab of his thick white cream, she proceeded to rub it all over her clit. He licked his lips again, thinking about how she kept surprising him, just like last Halloween and now. After coating her clit with his slimy stuff, she reached and got some more, which she rubbed around her slit's lips. He stared mesmerized for a few seconds, then he fell onto the bed with his head between her legs. Long hard swipes with his tongue, sweeping up his man juice; he wanted to taste himself on her. He sucked hard, making sure he got every bit that was on her joy button. Then he licked downward and into her slit; there was more just inside, ready to drip out. Somehow, she had been able to gather it together at her opening. Much like someone gathering saliva in one's mouth just before spitting, he imagined. He felt her move and looked up. She lifted her head to watch him, in amazement. He said, "I love my stuff with your juices mixed with it when I'm this horny." He went back to licking, enjoying the feeling of slurping a glob of his sperm into his mouth, then letting it run down his throat. The feel and taste of it was causing his arousal to go sky high. It was already very high, but now it went to unusual heights. When it was this type of arousal, he liked his sperm as it came out of her pussy, covered with her juices. He never had a desire to try his cum by itself, but when he was this aroused, he loved it like this. He had only done that once before, a couple months ago she thought, but come to think of it it could have been three times or more. There had been a couple of times over the years, as he tasted his creampie when he had licked her with more force and gusto than usual. Now he was licking and sucking like it was water, and he was dying of thirst. His efforts to get as much as he could out of her were producing good, very good, sensations in her pussy. After watching and groaning for a minute or so, she let her head fall back to the pillow, and enjoyed what he was doing. Soon his intense licking produced enough euphoria to bring her close to a climax. When he started reaching two fingers in as far as they would go, to scoop out more of his cum, the pressure of the fingers along her inner walls caused her ecstasy to go even higher. When he suddenly sucked on her clit again, she went over the edge, letting out a loud groan as she did. She bucked against his mouth; he gave her what she wanted by sucking harder, while at the same time biting her clit. The orgasm redoubled as her head went back. Finally, she relaxed, but he didn't stop licking. Halfway to another climax he stopped, and looked at her. Her juices and his sperm were all over his lips, and he ran his tongue around his lips to get the last of it. The sight turned her on even more and she smiled at him, then motioned for him to turn around. They did the sixty-nine position for a while until she came again. After she relaxed for a moment, they went on to do other positions. He came once as he was fucking her breasts, spraying his cum over those luscious orbs of flesh, her neck and her lower chin. She wiped it off with her fingers, then ate it. He was hard again in no time, and soon she was on her hands and knees for yet another position. She said, "Go get the lube on the dresser." Knowing what the lube was for, and thinking that she didn't have to tell him twice, he quickly got off the bed almost running to the dresser and back. Once situated behind her once again, he decided to begin with another type of lube. He got down on his hands and started licking the inside of her crack. He slowly worked his way down, leaving three hickeys behind, until he swiped his tongue over her anus. He did lightly, just barely touching it, but she still groaned. He did the same five more times, then not being able to stand it any more, leaned forward more and stuck his tongue in as far as he could get it. It probably only went in half an inch, but he still liked the feel if it. She obviously did too, for she was moaning in ecstasy. He reached up with one hand, and slipped two fingers into her dripping slit. Finding her g-spot, he tickled it as he licked, sucked and chewed on her butthole. He went back to licking the crack some more, this time even going down and sucking on her clit some. Next, he withdrew his fingers and reached up with both hands, inserted each forefinger, then pulled her anus apart. That enabled to his tongue to reach in further. He tongue fucked her puckered opening for quite a few seconds, then he straightened up. She said, "Groan put your, moan hard cock in," A pause then in a strained voice, "Oh God... Now! MOAN I want to be fucked in my ass...with your hard huge cock GROAN." He quickly grabbed the tube he had placed on the bed, thinking as he did that he wasn't sure how huge his cock was, but it was definitely bigger than his tongue or his fingers. He opened it and squeezed out some lube, put that on one finger, then after a moment of thought put it on two. He placed the tip of his fingers against her anus. If she was that excited, then he could skip one finger. He immediately began to push them in. It took a moment for the two fingertips to open up her brown hole, but they went in as he applied more pressure. Once they were in, he scraped the fronts of his fingers along the inside of the opening going around in a circle, trying to smear the lube from his fingers to her body. Next, he pushed them in slowly, until they were all the way in. He loved the feel of her rubbery insides squeezing his fingers. He finger fucked her anus for a minute or so, then withdrew them. "How much lube you want?" Depending on her mood, she might want a tiny bit, none at all, or a whole bunch. She seemed to think for a moment, then said, "Some, but not a whole lot." He squeezed out what he thought some would be, then coated the head of his shaft with it. All the years they had been doing this he had only gotten the amount wrong twice. Once it was not enough, and another time he put on too much, she had said afterwards that it had slipped in too easy. He rubbed the head of his shaft against that sexy, puckered hole of hers. He liked seeing his cock against it; it was a turn on, even though not as much as actually watching it go in. Speaking of that, it was time to watch it go in. He took hold of it then pressed the tip against his wife's anus. He pushed with his body. Sometimes it was harder to get in then other times, so he usually started easy. He was met with resistance and pushed harder. This time, he was rewarded with seeing the head slip in. He let it sit there for a few seconds, before pushing in further. After he had an inch of the shaft in, she said, "All the way in now." He had other plans, and just pushed in slowly and steadily. He wanted to feel her rectum envelop him slowly, all the way in. Every inch his hard shaft went in, he let out an "Agggga". That always felt so good, so different from, and yet the same as her pussy. He bottomed out and let her body adjust to him for a moment, before pulling out. He pulled out all the way, then immediately pushed it back in an inch. This time he was going to give her what she wanted. So he readied himself then shoved it in hard, bulldozing all the way, until his pubic area touched her butt. She let out a small scream, that was half pain and half pleasure. He had raised both hands and now before she was done with her scream, he slapped both butt cheeks hard. She let out a second scream, of surprise. He knew that when she was in this mood, any pain added to her euphoria. He double spanked her again and again. A two-second wait then one more time, harder then ever, both hands stung with the slaps. More Igniting On Christmas Ch. 02 She let out a yip of pain and surprise, but then said, "Sooo Gooood," She pushed back hard, driving his shaft in even further and said, "Now fuck me hard." He hadn't done anything quite like that before, and was glad that he was able to surprise her now and then too. He set out to fulfill her request by pushing in hard, pulling out until just the head was in, then pushing back in as far and hard as he could. He continued with that rhythm as both of their climaxes built. As he usually did in that position ever so often, he would push downward trying to hit the back of her G-spot. From her groans, it sounded like he succeeded at times. He continued the thrusts, enjoying the building feelings her rectum was producing around his shaft. She was obviously enjoying the building euphoria his fucking was producing. He kept up the pace as he lasted and lasted, it was taking a while to build, but he had three climaxes already that evening so that was no surprise. Finally, he knew he was reaching the point of no stopping. He let out a "Gruumm, naaaa" with almost every thrust inward. Her head was up and she letting out loud moans. He knew that if he could see her face, she would be grimacing in extreme pleasure. Twice during the ass fucking, he leaned over her so he could reach under his wife and rub her clit. He also tried to keep a fast rhythm going albeit with short strokes, but it was hard to do both at the same time. It was easier to hit her G-spot though. He spanked her twice more, four blows each time. Once with both hands, each cheek separately, then at the same time again. He knew she wanted it but at the same time at the back of his mind, he sometimes had the fear he would misinterpret her mood one day, and do it hard when she wanted it easy. If he did it, the way he started out when she wasn't ready for it he would be in the doghouse for a week. So far, he had been correct each time, which gave him confidence. As he neared his climax, he stopped attempting to do both, and straightened up so he could drive it in with long strokes. He let out an extra hard and deep moan and she almost screamed then said, "Yes, so close...God Good, soggooodsogoodsoogoood." Her head went down then was thrown back up as she let out a scream of ecstasy; she shoved backwards as he was driving in, causing even more of her butt to envelop his hardness. She loved that feeling of pleasure exploding in her pussy and into her mind. She screamed again, harder as it redoubled into a stronger orgasm, before the first part was done. Her muscles clenched, and her legs almost collapsed under her. Halfway through her orgasm, her moan turned scream sent him over the edge. He let out a moose yell as his sperm shot up his shaft. When it burst forth from the tip, his yell got higher and louder. A second immediately followed the first and as it shot into her, he yelled again. A third and fourth shot out, accompanied by loud moans. His moans died down during the fifth shot but after the sixth one, his ecstasy jumped again to what the second shot had produced. He finally relaxed, feeling his manhood shot two more globs into her. He was surprised by how much sperm he had filled her up with; even now, he could feel the last bit oozing out of the tip of his shaft. He stood there on his knees for a moment, savoring the feeling of his softening shaft inside her. After a moment, she turned her head with a look of puzzlement. "I was just enjoying the feeling of your sexy butt around my shaft." She smiled at him, since she liked the feeling of him inside her even after they were done. He pulled out and immediately got off the bed, hurrying into the bathroom where he cleaned himself, making sure all the brown and white was off, and that every bit of his shaft and balls were clean. Once done, he went back to the bedroom and found her lying on her back, ready to cuddle with him. He got on the bed next to her, and placed his arms around her. She snuggled in next to him sighing in contentment. He kissed her ear and whispered how much he loved her, and how much he enjoyed her body, how much he enjoyed being with her not only loving her like tonight but doing things with her. Her contentment and satisfaction always grew when he did that. After a while, she sighed and said, "I almost blew it again tonight." "Oh?" was all he said. "It wasn't the same as last time, I thought it was you at first." "Oh Really?" "Um, yes. It was while you were gone, and I was waiting in the hallway; someone came up behind me and snuggled up close. I could feel his hard shaft against my butt. I really thought it was you. He licked my ear and neck, I said I liked that, and he did it more. Then I said we needed to go in the bathroom so we could, um, fuck. He started to walk with me, his shaft still against my butt. Halfway there, I realized something was wrong, his cologne was different then yours. I stopped and after a few seconds said he had better be my husband or I would slap him hard enough to be heard outside, and that nothing would be able to cover up the bruise." "Just like you told me later?" "Yes, at first I thought it was him again." "Which is why you tensed up, then sighed when I answered?" "Yes, but mistaking him for you wasn't the worst of it. I should have realized it wasn't you sooner, but remember I said I stood there for a few seconds. I had a little fight with myself," she said with her head down, "I was so horny, that part of me didn't care whose shaft it was. I needed to be fucked then. I'm sorry to say I was tempted to give in." "I assume you didn't." "No, I didn't but I wanted to for a few seconds... I'm sorry for even being tempted." "You said no this time, but will you the next time if it happens again?" "No," she said sounded indignant, "I would never do that." "Good, but I have something to tell you." "You were tempted too?" "Yes, but not as badly as you. It was one of the reasons I was so long getting back to you. It wasn't just because my boss took so long. Remember that female salesman, Brittany, I told you I kissed." "Yes." "She was there tonight," again she nodded for she knew that, "I tried to avoid her but she managed to trap me in that game room. That was how I knew we could use it. I saw her heading for me, just as I was leaving the room everyone was in, so I ducked down the hallway and into the playroom, but she must have seen me go in. A few seconds after I entered, she came in and blocked the doorway. We talked some, she tried to get me over by the wall, telling me she wanted to show me a game. I knew by the way she said it, what type of game she meant. I shook my head, but she kept trying. During the conversation, she touched my front three times. I lost my hardon while talking and taking care of business, but as soon as I headed back to you, I started thinking about what was waiting for me. That caused me to get hard real fast. "She may have thought I was excited because of her, or maybe she thought my agitation was because I was about to give in to her. I must say that in the back of my mind the thought to have a quickie with her, did occur. She was dressed erotically and the second time she touched me, she rubbed me for a couple of seconds, getting me to groan. I thought that I could do her fast, go to you, and do you too. However, I decided your outfit looked sexier than hers." "I saw her outfit, gold with white. It was tight in all the right places. It was a lot sexier than that green sweater red tights I wore." "Except that you were wearing yours, that is what made yours sexier. I wanted you not her." She smiled brightly and said, "I feel the same about you. That is why I chased the other guy away, even as horny as I was." He smiled too and continued his tale, "I finally convinced her I wasn't interested and left. At one point, she said that no one usually came into the game room during these parties, and that we could have fun. Over by the wall in case, someone did come in. I wanted to ask if she knew that from personal experience, but thought she would consider that some type of hint I was going to give in." "She probably would have." "Now after hearing your story, I wonder if she was trying to keep me away from you and Johnny. I saw them together twice during the evening, at one point I wondered if they were comparing notes or some such." "I'm not sure it was Johnny. I never saw the person's face. I know it wasn't Richard because Johnny is taller. He's your height, which is one reason I thought it was you when he first pressed against me... I should have realized sooner it wasn't you." She finished while shaking her head. "But you did and even as horny as you were, you still stopped him, I'm glad you did." She hugged him and said, "So am I." After a minute she said, "You know as soft as the person's kisses on my neck were, it could have been a woman." He raised his eyebrows in disbelief, and she told him about the rumor that someone wears a strapon in case they find someone to screw. He raised his eyebrows again. She quickly said, "I don't know who it would be, maybe someone did it once, or maybe there really is a Bi among the wives. I know I would sooner give in to Johnny or even Richard, than another woman." She hugged him again and smiled in satisfaction, as he began to lazily play with one of her nipples. He whispered that she turned him on so much with her body, and her love. She repeated the same back to him. As they lay like that, both fell asleep in each other's arms, relaxed in their love for the other and knowing the other loved them. The End End Notes: Hopefully there will be another adventure with these two just before next year. Please comment if you want another one and if you liked this one.