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Navy Wives-Amanda

By: HappyWife85



On Oct. 17, my wife and I went to the annual Navy Ball in Philadelphia. I bought her a very sexy evening gown, and I was required to wear my service dress uniform. Once we got there I sat at a table with the rest of my buddies that I work with. 

Now I will stop here to give a little background. My wife, at 24, is eight years younger than I. We have been married for 5 years and have two children together. I have always gotten extremely turned on by the thought of her with another guy. My wife loves sex, and at first she was amazed at the thought of me allowing her to have sex with another. In 2006 she did indulge in sexual behavior with a co-worker of mine and it lasted about three months. That is another story, but events turned out to where it left her wondering whether it was a good idea to do it again with anyone else.

So now whenever I bring up the subject of her having sex with others she tends to get offended, mostly. Sometimes, as foreplay, we talk about it and she gets aroused.

Anyways, onto the story. Ryan, a friend and co-worker, was sitting next to my wife at the table, with me on her left. Just so happens Ryan's younger brother, Nate, was there. Nate drove up from Norfolk to visit, as he just returned from Afghanistan. Coincidentally, I knew Nate before I knew Ryan, as I was Nate's supervisor when we were both stationed on the West Coast.

The Ball was boring. We listened to a Admiral give a long speech, then the played music and had a raffle drawing. Throughout this, we ensured we knocked back as much alcohol as possible. Afterwards, the group of us, which included the 4 of us and 3 others, including a female sailor with us named Ebony, went across the street from the hotel to a nightclub. Ebony and my wife became fast friends, mainly because they were the only females in the group.

So we get to this pumping nightclub on a Saturday night. As soon as we get to the bar, Nate orders two consecutive rounds of tequila for the entire group (since it was Patron, that was very costly, but after a year in Afghanistan, his savings were substantial). My wife is not a drinker. These two shots were enough to get her nicely drunk. We all moved to an area in the back of the club near the dance floor.

A couple of hours go by. We are all having a great time. My wife danced on the floor to a number of songs, we continued drinking, talking and laughing. Ryan is a loud and rowdy guy by nature, even worse with several drinks in him. Nate is the exact opposite of his brother. He is soft-spoken, courteous, and gentleman-like. At one point I was standing at the bar. It was crowded and shoulder-to-shoulder. My wife, Ryan, and Nate were directly behind me. Due to the crowding, my wife was sandwiched between the guys. They were talking and laughing about something. The music was too loud for me to hear what they were laughing about.

I was trying to get the bartender's attention to order another drink when suddenly I heard Ryan howl and my wife squeal and giggle. I turned to see the two guys pretend to playfully dirty dance with my wife in the middle of them. I could tell it wasn't serious, but playful. However, Nate kept looking over at me to judge my reaction. While I won't mention the two brothers' last name, I gave a joking comment that incorporated their last name with the fact that she was sandwiched between them. My wife laughed, Ryan gave his boisterous, bawdy roar of a laugh, and Nate took my comment as a positive reaction of my acceptance to continue as he was, and perhaps even to proceed further.

About ten minutes later, we were sitting in a booth, Nate and my wife and I. Ryan and Ebony were out dancing. I got up to go find the restroom and when I came back the booth was empty. I spotted my wife and Nate dancing together on the dance floor. My wife saw me, smiled and waved, and Nate looked over also and I smiled back. I walked around and caught up with others, friends and strangers alike.

Time passed, and occasionally I would see them still dancing. One song had them dirty dancing, this time it was not playful pretending I could tell. No effort was being made on either of their parts to keep and little distance. She was sticking her butt out and grinding it into his crotch. Another song had them slow dancing. From my distance away, I wanted to say his hand was on her lower back, but it was hard to tell from the lighting and crowdedness. It might have been resting squarely on her ass.

About an hour passed and I lost them and got caught up with others. Finally I searched for my wife. Her and Nate were no longer on the dance floor. After a few moments, I spotted them from afar in a dark corner booth alone. They were sitting next to each other. Nate was turned toward her, with his arm around behind her on the seatback. It was impossible to hear what they were saying, but all I could see was her face. She was all smiles and occasionally she would nod and laugh.

I then saw him place his hand on her thigh and he leaned forward. Even at this distance, my dick began to get hard and painfully hard at that. I sat transfixed as Nate and my wife made out. I couldn't see any hand movement, as it was underneath the table, but I could see both of their right arms moving, so it was apparent something was going on beneath the table. The whole time their lips were locked together and all I could see was the back of Nate's head.

Finally they broke apart and I could see Amanda's face again. She was smiling really big and her eyes shown with attractive towards Nate. With all the club activity around them, nothing was breaking her eye contact with him. She nodded, and he leaned in again, this time with more urgency and passion. Her hand reached up and she held the back of his head. Their free hands were beginning to move and jerk more noticeably, and I could only imagine what was happening underneath the table.

And then it was over. Ryan and Ebony approached the booth. Judging from the reactions, my wife and Nate looked like they were kids who just got caught stealing candy. Nate turned red, Ebony had her mouth open in astonishment and I lip-read her saying "Amanda!" Ryan was chiding his brother for making out with his buddy's wife. But after a moment Ebony and Ryan sat down opposite them and the four of them engaged in conversation and laughter as if nothing really happened.

I chose this moment to finish my drink and join them. I squeezed in next to Nate and we carried on. We all got up to leave soon after. We all walked to Ebony's car. Both of the brother's had rented a room at the hotel. At Ebony's car, she and Amanda were talking for a bit while me and the brother's talked. I shook hands with Nate and asked my wife if she was ready. She told me to go ahead and get the car started and she would be along shortly while she finished talking to Ebony. I walked two parking aisles over and started up the car. I watched as Ebony got into her car, while Ryan got into the passenger seat and they drove off together.

Amanda and Nate began to walk very slowly towards our car. I could see them in the rear view talking as they walked. It took them a long time to get there. They stopped at the rear of the car, and talked a few minutes more. I saw Amanda turn and glance at me sitting in the car to see if I was looking, I guess. Apparently she didn't think I could see, because she turned around and leaned up to kiss Nate. And it wasn't just a goodbye peck. It was full on the lips, and lasted a good 15-20 seconds. 

He then opened the car door for her and she got in. I pretended to be unaware. He again said bye to me and that it was good to see each other again. She was watching him and all smiles the whole time. Then he looked to her, smiled, and said a charming good-bye to her. Her smile got bigger and she said a sexy good bye to him, then he closed the door and left.

She looked over at me and leaned to give me a kiss. She then sighed and cooed on how she had a really great time tonight and asked if I had fun as well, and I told her that I had a great night. Nate was going to be driving back to Norfolk the next day. She said he was a great guy and that it was too bad we wouldn't be able to hang out more often with him. On the drive home, I told her I had seen what they had been doing in the club, and that it turned me on. She confided that she thought he was really hot and that she wouldn't have minded sleeping with him tonight. I told her I was surprised after seeing their make-out session that they didn't sneak back to his hotel room for a quickie. She said she thought about it, and he actually asked her to, but she didn't want to leave me alone. Besides that, she said, she was a little nervous about it all.

I told her that I wouldn't have even had a problem with her spending the night in his hotel room with him, since he was leaving the next morning, as long as he could give her a ride back home in the morning. She told me that she really wanted to, but again she was nervous. She then gave me a mischievous smile and said that it was ok, because there may be future opportunities to get in bed with him. She produced a slip of paper that had his phone number on it, and she told me that they had exchanged phone numbers and that he told her that he would be coming up here to visit his brother every couple of weeks or so. He asked her that if it was ok with her that he would like to visit her more when he comes to see his brother, and she told him that she would really like that a lot.

I asked if anything else had gone on between them that I hadn't seen. She said nothing else really happened, other than when they were making out in the booth, he just had begun to finger her for a short minute before Ryan and Ebony joined them.

When we got in bed that night I slid into her extremely wet pussy, wet, no doubt, at the attentions of another guy, and the possibility of future sexual encounters with him. The sex was spectacular. We talked about what had happened between her and Nate at the nightclub, and the further we talked about it the more I felt her pussy slicken with her cream. When I asked if she wondered what his dick would feel like in her pussy and if she wanted it, she agreed. When I suggested that she should go out with him on a date next time he visits, and that I wouldn't wait up for her, we both exploded in climax.

That was three weeks ago...

Navy Wives-Amanda Ch. 02



Amanda

I wasn't expecting the night to turn out as it did. I had been looking forward to the Ball, since I had never been to one before. I loved my dress and definitely wanted to be seen in it. Well, as it turned out the Ball itself was extremely boring. Hubby and I sat at a large round table where his boss, three of his co-workers, and Nate were sitting. All the guys, including my husband, were dressed in their sailor's uniforms, except Nate. He is also in the Navy, and had just returned from overseas, but he was wearing a suit and tie. He was what made the Ball more interesting for me.

I noticed him right away when we sat down. He was so hot and handsome. I took every opportunity to look his way, like when everyone was paying attention to a speaker, or when my hubby got up to refill our drinks. He caught me staring at him at one point, and he flashed me a smile. My heart skipped a beat and I smiled back. From that point on we kept exchanging glances.

Finally, thankfully, the Ball was over. Everyone was going to a dance club across the street. My husband asked if I was up for it. Of course I was! Once there the group of us went straight to the bar and ordered drinks. I am not much of an alcohol drinker, and had drank nothing at the Ball, but the boys had been knocking them back.

For the first round Nate bought everyone a shot of Tequila. He handed me one and leaned close to ask if I was drinking tonight. "Sure, why not," I replied.

He flashed that handsome smile again and said "Great!" He then asked if I knew how to take a shot. Did I really look so inexperienced? When I nodded no, he gave me a slice of lime, and told me what to do. This guy exuded charm. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and my panties were getting a little damp just from him talking to me.

I glanced over to my husband. He was laughing and being loud with his friends and really wasn't paying any attention to me. That was good. Normally that would probably annoy me. But tonight I wanted him preoccupied so I can devote my attentions on Nate.

We all said cheers and took our shots together. I grimaced and stuck out my tongue. Nate took my glass from me and asked if I was ok. I nodded and put on my best face, then started coughing. He laughed and went to go buy round two. He returned and handed everybody their second shot. After we all finished this one, my husband came over and we walked to the back of the club and found some seats. My husband and I danced to a few songs and we would return back to our seats. The club was packed, nearly shoulder to shoulder. At one point, my husband went up to the bar to get us more drinks. I was feeling pretty good by now. We were standing behind my husband at the bar, and I had Nate and his brother Ryan standing on either side of me. The crush of the crowd had them pushed up close against me.

Just then the DJ put on a fast beat dance song on. Ryan hollered out and began mock dirty dancing with me. I squealed and laughed. He turned me to face him and grabbed my hips. I heard Nate laugh behind me, and I felt him dancing similarly against my ass, but at least attempting to maintain distance out of propriety. My husband turned around and laughed and made some funny comment, then resumed trying to get the bartender's attention.

I laughed and purposely stuck my butt out further. Nate put his hands on my thighs and pulled me into him. It seemed we both took my husband's reaction as permission to proceed further. I slightly grinded my butt into his crotch, and I swear I felt something sizeable and hard there. I turned around to smile up at him and we both laughed as he put a hand on my shoulder. Just then my husband handed out our drinks and we returned to our table.

Not long after, my husband went outside with the others to have a smoke. I was alone, and a little nervous, with Nate. But he was a perfect gentleman the whole time. He asked me to dance and I gladly accepted his invitation. We danced for quite awhile, returning to our table just long enough to rest and talk before returning to the dance floor. For about an hour we did this. I didn't see my husband anywhere during this time. In fact, I almost forgot about him. Nate was a great dancer. We danced to fast and slow songs, and when I was in his arms, I thought of nothing else than about how much of a good time I was having with him. The fun I was having, coupled with the alcohol, also had the effect on me to where I didn't do anything to prevent his hands sliding from my hips down to my ass during one slow song we danced to.

Just after that had happened, I did see my husband. He was watching us and he smiled and waved, and I waved back. Soon he disappeared again. Nate and I then decided to return to our booth. This time he took his seat next to me, instead of across the table from me like before. He slid real close to where our legs touched, I guess because the music was so loud, he felt he needed to be close enough for me to hear him talk. At least that is how I justified it. We were talking, and he was real charming. He had been in Afghanistan for a year, and probably had had no female company for awhile.

I was pretty much oblivious to the world around us by this point. He had his left arm draped over my shoulders. I started this night looking forward to a night out with my husband, but now it was more like I was out on a date with Nate, and as Nate put his right hand on my upper leg, the whereabouts and doings of my husband were the last thing on my mind. I couldn't wait for Nate to proceed with the next move. My whole body was tingly, and this wonderfully pleasurable sensation was originating between my legs. I could feel the wetness down there.

He was real close to me and looking into my eyes. Then he leaned down. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips touch mine. He kissed me for a brief few seconds, although it felt much longer. Then he came up and I opened my eyes. He asked me if it was OK that he had done that. I nodded yes. Then he asked if I wanted him to continue. I gave a slight smile and said yes. He leaned down and kissed me again, this time with a more forceful urgency. His left hand held the back of my head, while his right hand rubbed my inner thigh. I still was sitting with my legs shut, but his hand was feeling good on my upper thigh.

Then our lips parted after a few moments, and our tongues began playing with each others. Our kissing became more frantic. I could feel his hand on my thigh wanting to explore other areas, so I relaxed and let my legs fall open ever so slightly. His hand instantly moved further up. Grateful for the opportunity, yet unsatisfied with the limited access, I could feel the frustration in his hand movements. My legs opened a little further. My brain was entirely focused on him kissing me and our tongue play. I had no control over the parting of my legs. It was totally beyond my control. His hand would not be satisfied until it reached the treasure that it was seeking. My pussy was soaked as my legs opened just enough and his hand found the panties covering my slit.

As he applied pressure to my pussy with his fingers, I let out a low moan into his mouth. Then his fingers crawled under my panties and rubbed my glistening labia. I let out a sharp "ahhhh", but when his thumb pressed against my clit, I wrapped my arms around him, stiffened , then shuddered. I moaned rather loudly as I felt my orgasm wash over me. Luckily the noise of the club drowned out my moan. We broke our kiss. I smiled at him as I wrapped my arms behind his neck. We looked into each others eyes. Then I felt him slip two fingers inside me, and my mouth opened in a silent moan.

"Oh my god, that feels so good," I breathed as I felt him begin to finger me, thrusting in and out. I leaned forward and we kissed. I went limp as he assaulted my lips with his tongue and my pussy with his fingers. A moment later, another orgasm hit me, and I felt it as my juices washed over his fingers. "Unnnghh, oh yes Nate! Just like that!"

Almost immediately after that, Nate's brother, and Ebony walked up to the table. It was so obvious what we had been doing that it was pointless to hide it. My right leg was draped over Nate's left leg as he pulled his hand out from under my dress, his fingers glistening with my pussy juice. They were staring at us with their mouth's hanging open. I was so embarrassed. I just got caught by my husband's co-workers. I hoped they wouldn't tell on me.

After the shock, they sat down opposite us, and we talked and laughed. Apparently they figured that what had occurred between Nate and I was just a casualty of a fun night. I eventually got their assurances that they would not tell my husband. Then my husband got to the table and sat down next to me.

We all got up to leave shortly thereafter. Ryan and Nate had a hotel room next door, but Ryan was leaving with Ebony. We all walked to Ebony's car. I said my goodbye to Ebony and my hubby asked if I was ready. I told him to get the car warmed up and that I would be there in a moment. He walked to the car and Ryan and Ebony drove off. Nate walked me to my car.

As we walked slowly we talked. He told me what a great time he had tonight. He said he wasn't really looking forward tonight. He drove up from Norfolk to visit his brother, but meeting me tonight is what made the night worthwhile. I told him that I felt the same. I told him that I had intended the night to be a good night out with my hubby, as we can't seem to have very many nights out together. He apologized for being selfish about taking time away from me and my husband. I laughed and told him nonsense, that I was glad how the night turned out. I told him I had a much better time with him than I probably would have had with my husband. Not that I don't have a good time with my husband, just that meeting him tonight was unexpected and a pleasant change from normalcy. He understood what I meant.

We got to the back of our car. I could see my husband sitting in it. He told me that he would be in Norfolk for the next 6 months until he transferred to San Diego. He would be coming up to visit his brother every now and then.

"If it is ok with you, I would like to visit with you again when I come up here. Maybe we can hang out some time, like go out to dinner, or see a movie or something. If that is ok, I mean. I don't want to cause anything between you and your husband."

"Yea, I would really like that. Don't worry about my husband. I can have guy friends. He knows there is nothing wrong with having guys as friends."

"Great! Well, here, let me write down my number for you that way we can keep in touch."

We exchanged our phone numbers.

"Ok, well, I will look forward to seeing you again. To be honest, I had only planned to see my brother only a few times. But I think I will have to make more trips here just so you and I can hang out."

I smiled. "Ok. I wouldn't mind that at all, and I really would like to see you again.

I looked back again to see my husband. He didn't look like he was paying any attention. Nate and I kissed goodnight, a slow and rather deep kiss. He broke it and said goodnight. I leaned up and gave him another slow kiss, and placed my hand on his chest, before I broke it off and told him goodnight back. He then opened the door for me to get in the car, and said goodnight to my husband before he left.

On the way home I was thinking how naughty it was that I had kissed Nate the way I did with my husband that close. He could've seen what I was doing. I was getting a little turned on by that and everything else that had happened with Nate tonight when my husband interrupted my thoughts.

"I had seen what was going on between you and Nate tonight..."

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About a week after the Navy Ball, Nate called me. He was so sweet. He asked if I had made it home ok that night, and other concerns like that. Our conversation never ran dry, and we must've talked for a good two hours. He mentioned he wanted to try to come up to see me before Thanksgiving, and he would let me know.

We talked by phone and IM messenger every couple of days after that. I looked forward to talking to him, and looked forward even more to him coming up to visit. One day he let me know he would come up the weekend prior to Thanksgiving. He wanted to know if I had any plans for that weekend. I had none. He told me that his brother will be throwing a little house party at his place that Friday night. I told him to count me in.

I didn't tell my husband about it, but on that Friday, he called me while he was at work to tell me that Ryan had invited us to his house party. I had earlier received a text message from Nate saying that he really didn't feel like going to his brother's tonight. Instead he said he wouldn't mind just hanging out with me, if it was possible. I told him that sounded like fun, and I would try to persuade my husband to just go to the party without me. I decided to tell my husband that the babysitter wouldn't be able to watch the girls, and that I wasn't feeling very good anyway, but that he should go out and have fun anyways, and I will stay home with the kids. Nate would tell his brother that he decided not to drive up after all.

The plan worked. My husband felt bad for going out to the party without me, especially since I wasn't feeling that good, but I reassured him that it was ok, that he should have a good time tonight, so he got ready to go out. As he was leaving I told him to stay out and have fun for as long as he wanted and that I wouldn't wait up, in fact I would probably be in bed long before he got home. He kissed me and told me he loved me and that he hoped that I would feel better. I smiled inwardly as I thought to myself that I would feel real good later if things happened like I hoped. Then he left.

I got the girls ready and took them to the babysitter's a short time later, then hurried home and got ready. I texted Nate telling him that I was home by myself for the evening. I felt giddy as I was getting ready. I couldn't believe I was doing this. My husband always had this fantasy of letting me go out with other men and letting whatever may happen just happen. Mostly I thought it was just talk, but now it was about to happen. I just felt a little guilty that I was doing it all behind his back and deceiving him.

"Oh well," I thought, "he wants me to do this, so I am doing it. I will tell him all about it when I am comfortable. Besides, nothing will probably happen tonight with Nate anyways."

I dressed my best in a hip hugging skirt that went down above my knees, with a form fitting button up shirt. I painted my toe and finger nails and used a hair straightener. I wore some loop earrings, and my favorite anklet around my ankle. After finishing with my lipstick and makeup, I looked down at my wedding band. I wondered if I should take it off or leave it on. After much thought I decided to leave it on.

About 30 minutes later, I heard the doorbell. I answered the door, and when I saw Nate standing there my heart gave a little flutter. He was so handsome. I invited him in. I felt a little light-headed as he stepped forward and leaned down to give me a little greeting kiss on my lips. I was all smiles and on cloud nine as we sat down on the couch together. He asked what I would like to do tonight.

"Anything at all, as long as I am with you." I blushed and got embarrassed. God, wasn't I laying it on a little heavy. I felt like an awkward teenager about to go on her first date all over again. "We have all night. The kids are at the babysitter's, and my husband will probably stay out most of the night and get drunk with the guys, so we have plenty of time to do whatever."

"Well, I don't know about you, but I could go for something to eat."

I agreed then excused myself to the restroom. I made sure to call the babysitter and tell her that if she needed anything, to just call me and not my husband. She said ok, and I came out and we left in his car.

We drove into the city and went to a rather pricey Italian restaurant. The dinner was fabulous. We had a couple glasses of wine and made small talk. He was very charming, but I can tell he was a little nervous and shy, which I thought was kinda cute. I just hoped he wasn't too shy to make any advances on me later. Oh, how I wanted him to get under my skirt before the end of the night, but I didn't want to seem too eager or easy.

He said that even though he wanted to hang out with me more, he realized that I was married and had a family, and didn't want to ruin that for me. I told him not to worry, that my husband and I were very much in love. I hinted that it was ok with my husband, and that I just wanted a good friend to break the monotony of normalcy. I said I liked going out every now and then, and that my husband encouraged it. This seemed to reassure him and put him a little more at ease with courting a married woman.

After dinner we went to catch a movie at the theatre. It was still early, around 8pm. I texted my husband to see if he was having fun. He responded that everyone was having a good time and was disappointed that I couldn't be there. He said he would text me later when he decided to come home. I told him to tell everyone hi for me, and that he didn't have to rush home.

At the theatre we bought tickets to some romance film, and we sat in some back seats away from the other movie-goers. About 30 minutes into the movie, he placed his arm around my shoulders and lifted up the arm rest between us. I took the opportunity to scoot closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder. He looked down at me and I up at him. We looked into each others eyes for a moment until he leaned down. Our lips met and we began kissing slowly. It was really romantic-like and I placed my hand on his leg and gave it a reassuring squeeze. We kissed what seemed like forever, just slow, soft, and sensual kisses.

His hand dropped down over my shoulder and cupped my breast. He squeezed my breast while kissing me, and I moved my hand further up his leg into his lap. Then his hand dipped down into my shirt and inside my bra cup. He grasped my bare breast and twiddled my nipple with his finger. My body responded involuntarily to the sensation as a tingle washed over me. I shivered as my legs opened automatically. I felt his manhood through his jeans and could tell he was quite hard, and big. I began rubbing him through the front of his jeans.

Our kissing became more intense and frantic, and we gathered each other in a tight embrace. Our kissing became more wet and audible. It was now more of an open mouth face sucking. Our tongues were frantically twirling with each other.

After about twenty minutes of kissing and feeling each other, Nate pulled away and asked if I was ready to leave. I caught my breath and nodded eagerly. He grabbed my hand and we hurriedly left the theatre.

Once in the car, Nate told me he had gotten a hotel room earlier before he had picked me up and that it was near my house. He asked if I wanted to go there so we wouldn't be interrupted. I told him we could just go to my house. It was only 9:30 and my husband wouldn't be back for a while yet.

When we got to my house I led him inside and closed the front door. He pressed me against the door and we kissed madly. His hands squeezed my tits and then he began unbuttoning my shirt. After the last button was undone I shrugged it off my shoulders. As I stood there dressed in my skirt and bra, he asked me where should we go. I told him to take me upstairs to the bedroom. He picked me up, to my surprise, and carried me like a little girl. Once in the bedroom he sat me on the bed, facing him. He took of his shirt, and stood there bare-chested. I saw a very nice bulge in his pants and reached out to feel and rub it. As I did this I looked up at him and smiled. I was going to enjoy this immensely.




Navy Wives-Amanda Ch. 02



He reached behind me and unsnapped my bra and it fell off, revealing my C-cup breasts with rosy pink, hardened nipples. He began massaging both of my breasts and I put my hands down to prop myself up and arched my back to where my breasts were most exposed to him. He leaned down and began to suck on my breasts. I closed my eyes and tossed my head back, reveling in the sensational feeling of his sucking. I then reached my hand behind his head to cradle and hold him into my breast.

After a few moments, I brought his head up and stood him up. I got up next to him, and reached to undo his pants. I pulled them down, along with his boxers. He lifted his legs to step out of them, and he was now totally naked. I stepped back to look down at his cock. I had imagined what his cock looked like since we met at the Ball, and here I was now, finally, gazing down upon it. It was more than I ever imagined, it was beautiful. It was solid and rigid, pointing straight at my stomach. It must have been a good 8 or 9 inches and thick, with a flared, mushroom shaped head. I ran my hand softly along the length of it, and then back down until I had his balls in the palm of my hand. I gently fondled his balls, which were quite large.

I then looked up at him with a purely primal lust in my eyes. Surprising myself, I rather forcefully pushed him onto the bed. I jumped on after him, and threw his legs apart, and literally attacked his cock. I thought I even saw a little fear in his eyes as I went down between his legs. I began licking and kissing his balls and cock like a woman possessed. I brought my lips up to his cock-head and let just his head pass into my mouth. I sat like that for a moment in a sorta half kiss and half sucking of his head. I looked up at him. He was relaxed with his hands behind his head. He then tried to lean up to see me better, but I pushed him back down and held him down with my hand on his chest.

I then lowered my mouth down his shaft, slowly taking him in. I got about ¾ of the way down before I felt like gagging. Then I lifted up slowly until just his head was in my mouth, then lowered down again. I continued this, each time picking up the pace, while pivoting my head and swirling my tongue around. I was obviously pleasing him, which only encouraged me. I wasn't very experienced with sucking cock. I only rarely did it to my husband, but I could tell that I was doing a good job on Nate. He moaned how good it felt and how I was giving him a great blowjob. He then placed his hand on my head and used it to control the speed of up and down movements.

Soon, my head was bobbing up and down on him at a very fast pace. I felt him tense and his cock went rigid as he announced he was coming. This caused me only to increase my efforts, and I was quickly rewarded by the first, thick, spurt of cum as it shot down my throat. It was followed by at least three or four more spurts. I could feel my mouth fill with his warm cum and I slowed my sucking, but didn't stop. His cock wasn't softening, it was still quite rock hard, but I continued to coax every drop of him. Finally I brought my head up and swallowed all his seed. This was also something new for me. I had never swallowed cum before. I just had never appealed for it. I am not sure what came over me to do it now, but it felt good and warm as I swallowed it down. It didn't taste bad at all, like how I thought it might. I actually liked it.

I smiled at Nate as I crawled up and laid my head on his chest. He ran his fingers through my head and told me that that was the best blowjob he had every received. I asked him when was the last time he had sex of any kind. I was astonished when he told me this was the first time he has been with a woman in a year and a half. I looked up at him and kissed him, then let my hand wander down to hold his still hard cock.

Just then my cell phone began to ring. "Hold on a sec, Nate. It is my husband calling."

I sat up against the headboard and answered the phone.

"Hi baby," I answered.

"Hey, whatcha doin?"

"Oh, I am just laying in bed." Nate reached out and began tugging on my skirt. I lifted my butt up and he pulled my skirt down and off my legs.

"Is everything Ok? How are you feeling?"

"Oh, I am feeling so much better now," I said as I lifted my butt up again to allow Nate to slide my panties off.

"That's great baby, I am glad to hear that." He began telling me how the party was going as Nate spread open my legs and lowered his head down between them.

"OHHH", I said as I jumped to the initial touch of Nate's tongue against my pussy.

"What's wrong, are you ok?"

"Yes baby, I was just about to sneeze is all." I could feel Nate using his fingers to open my pussy lips, and I felt his tongue explore up into my hole. "Well, honey, I am going to let you go now. Have fun and don't feel like you have to rush home. Just call me when you do decide to come home, though, so I won't worry about you, ok? Ahhhh,ya!" Nate was swirling his tongue around as deep as he could go, while simultaneously using his thumb to massage my clit.

"Um, ok, sure. What the hell are you doing right now?"

I closed my eyes and reached down with my free hand to hold Nate's head down into my pussy. "Nothing, just reading a book. I'll see you when you get home. I love you."

"Ok, I love you too, bye."

I hung up the phone. "Ohhh, yesss, Nate! God that feels so fucking good!" I began rolling my hips. His face was now buried into my sopping wet pussy, and I used both hands to hold his head down as I grinded my mound into his face. He then pulled up and inserted two fingers into me while he licked my clit. I lifted my legs and brought my knees almost up to my breasts.

"I'm sorry Amanda, but I need you now!" He raised up onto his knees and scooted forward between my legs. He grabbed my ankles and held my legs apart up in the air. He encountered absolutely no resistance from me. I smiled at his urgency of wanting me. I spread my pussy lips apart with my left hand while I used my right hand to grab his stiff cock. I pulled him forward and lined him up for entry. I placed his tip at my opening. I felt him press forward slowly. I reached my hand around to grasp his butt and pulled him forward to help him along.

I was definitely ready for him, as, inch by inch, his cock slowly sunk into me. I was wet enough to where it went in with ease, yet his width was something new for me, and I felt him stretch my vagina. It was amazing. It felt so good, mixed with a little pain, I can hardly describe it. I moaned as I felt him slide deeper and deeper into me, and stretched out new regions previously untouched. The further he went in, the further I spread my legs in the air.

Finally he bottomed out as I felt his balls touch my ass. He then laid down on top of me, completely blanketing my body. I felt secure as I wrapped my arms and legs around his back. He raised his hips up, then slowly sank back down, up again, then down, slowly establishing a rhythm. I let him take his time, knowing it has been awhile for him, and I wanted him to feel good and comfortable. He started kissing and sucking my neck as he pumped into me, and I lifted my head back to allow him. His kisses caused tingles to run throughout my body.

I tried holding back but it was just too much for me. I couldn't take his slow measured pumping anymore, and I began thrusting my hips up to me him.

"Oh my god Amanda, I can't hold it! You're making me cum!" He began humping me fast and hard. I felt his low hanging balls hammering against my ass. I was close to climax myself, but he suddenly grimaced and growled as he pulled out and sprayed cum all over my tits.

I was disappointed as I didn't get off. He only lasted about two minutes. But I understood as it had been awhile for him. I could tell he was deeply embarrassed as he apologized for cumming so soon. I looked over at the clock. I told him not to worry. We still had plenty of time. He got up to grab a towel and cleaned me off, then we laid naked together on the bed as we cuddled and caressed each other.

We talked for a while. He was telling me how him and my husband were stationed together in California and that my husband was in fact his supervisor out there before he went to Afghanistan. I knew all this, of course.

"How come I never met you while you and your husband were there?"

"We never got out much."

"I wish your husband would've introduced me to you back then. You are so beautiful, and sex was so amazing."

"Thank you", I cooed at his compliment. "I wish we would have met sooner too. But you are making it sound like tonight is a one night thing. Rest assured that this won't be the only time we are going to be together."

"I am only going to be here for 6 months."

I chuckled, "Well, I guess we are going to be very busy then, aren't we?"

I reached down and began rubbing his soft cock. Slowly I watched and felt as it began to get hard again. I then began to jerk him off. He closed his eyes in bliss. Once I was satisfied that it was time, I climbed over him until my pussy was hovering over his cock. I pointed it straight up and lowered myself. As I had myself impaled on his pole, I closed my eyes to the sensation of him filling me once again. After I seated myself comfortably on his lap, I placed my hands on his chest for support and began to slide up and down on his shaft.

This time I was intent to make it last, and get my own satisfaction from it. As such, I was paying close attention to the smallest details of our coupling and love-making, and would respond accordingly to ensure this time it would last to both of our satisfactions. I would speed up or slow down as necessary.

This time I got my first orgasm about 5 minutes into it. I then jumped off of him and got on all fours. Nate took the hint and hurriedly lined up behind me. Within seconds he was slamming into doggie-style. This was most definitely more like it. I was moaning loudly, now, as the only other noise was the sound of our skin slapping together as he pounded me from the rear. I reached between my legs and started to rub my clit. This was going to be one hell of an orgasm, I could feel it building. My hair whipped back as I tossed my head back and arched my back. "OHHHH," I cried out as the first orgasmic wave washed over me. I buried my face in a pillow to muffle what had become less of a moan, and more of an incessant whimpering cry as he pounded his cock mercilessly into me.

Then I laid down on my back and he threw himself down on top of me, and began fucking me like a stallion. By this point my mind was not capable of rational thought. The feeling of our sex together had driven my mind into a state of sensory overload. I began screaming sex talk.

"Fuck ya Nate! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, harder, HARDER!

Nate obliged me, slamming as fast as he could.

"OHHH my fucking god! I love your cock! I LOVE your fucking cock SOOOO much. God yessss! I want you to fuck me all the time. This is your pussy now. I want you to fuck it whenever you want. HARDER, HARDER!"

I was no longer in control as I reached an earth-shattering orgasm. I screamed so loud, I thought the neighbor's might hear it. Somewhere in my sex-crazed mind, I thought I heard my phone ringing. I glanced at the clock, it was 11:45. We had been fucking for nearly an hour and a half.

The voice mail picked up my husband's call as I continued to wail and scream along with Nate's growling and grunting.

"Hey honey, I guess you must be sleeping. Just calling to let you know that I will be leaving and coming home within the next thirty minutes. I love you and will see you soon. Love you, bye."

The musky scent of sex filled the room, and damp strands of hair cover my face as I looked up to see Nate grimace. The skin of our glistening, sweat slickened bodies, continued to slide and rub against each other as we urgently carried on with our frantic mating dance.

"OH god, here I cum," bellowed Nate. His hips were a blur as he pounded deep into me.

Before I even knew what I was doing, I reached around to prevent him pulling out.

"There you go. Cum now for me baby, ohhhh," I replied breathlessly

It felt so damn good. My pussy became flooded with his hot seed. I looked up at him to see his face in a silent scream as his cock released one strong gush semen, after another, then another.

OHHHH, that's it. That feels so good. Empty all your cum into me. Oh yesssss!

He collapsed onto me, both our bodies drenched in sweat. We stayed joined until the last drop of his seed deposited into me. He brushed the hair from my face, then we kissed as we smiled and giggled in post-coital bliss.

"My husband will be home soon," I reminded him.

"Right."

"That felt so wonderful, Nate. Thank you."

We got up to dress. As I stood up on shaky legs, I could feel his seed leaking out of me. I asked when was he heading back to Norfolk, and he said tomorrow. I told him to not check out of his hotel right away because I would be by to visit and see him off tomorrow. I walked him to the door, where we kissed passionately before he left. I went back upstairs and took a quick shower. Then I went across the street to get the girls.

Shelley, the 15 year old babysitter, answered the door. She said the girls had a great time. I paid her, then she asked who was the guy that just left our house. I told her he was a good friend. She gave me a knowing grin.

"Listen, here is another $50 dollars, Shelley, not to tell my husband that you babysat tonight, or about the guy at the house. Understand?"

"Sure thing, Mrs. P, I understand. And if you need me to cover for you again, I will."

I took the girls home and tucked them into bed, then got myself in bed. Not 5 minutes after I turned out the lights, my husband arrived home.

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The next morning, I awoke and rolled over to see my husband sleeping. I kissed him and told him good morning. Then I got dressed and went downstairs to start making breakfast. After breakfast was made, I got the girls up, and soon after my husband came downstairs. We all sat and had a great morning. After we finished eating the girls went upstairs to play, and the hubby told me all about his night.

I was glowing from last night. I wanted to somehow tell my husband, but I felt it wasn't the right time. My husband sat down to watch his college football on TV. I went upstairs and texted Nate, telling him I will be at his hotel room in an hour. I got dressed and went downstairs. I told my husband that I had to go do a little bit of grocery shopping and asked if he could stay with the girls. Then I kissed him and hurried out the door. I drove the short distance to Nate's hotel.

I walked up to his room and knocked. He answered with a smile that matched the smile I had. I entered into his room.

Thirty minutes later, we were naked on the bed. He was ramming me hard and fast from behind, leaning over my back and holding on to the head board, which gave him maximum thrusting power. Not too much later, we both climaxed together, and we collapsed, with him on my back, and still inside of me. After he finished filling me with his seed, he slipped out and we lay next to each other to catch our breath.

We laid together, spent in the aftermath of our coupling, for a short time and talked. I thought about when he might be coming back up to visit, and asked if he would like to spend Thanksgiving at our house, since his family was from the Midwest. He asked if it would be all right. Traditionally, senior members of the military invite those junior to them over for the holidays. Since many are far from home, and not able to make the long-distance trips, it helps with morale.

I told him I would ask my husband, but he would be more than willing to invite him over. We made love once more before he had to check out and go back to Norfolk. We embraced and thanked each other for an awesome weekend, and ensured each other that we would like for many more such weekends to come.

I left to get my groceries, and returned home to find my husband still watching his football game. I went to the restroom medicine cabinet and took the "after-party" contraceptive pills I had. Later, I discussed our Thanksgiving plans with him, and he agreed we should invite some people over next Thursday for Thanksgiving.

I began looking forward to next Thursday.....