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The Change in Melissa Ch. 01

By: MarriedMelissa



I am a normal married happy woman in my early 40s. I was lucky enough to find a great and loving man to marry. I have two wonderful daughters and I live in a nice community on Long Island. I have been lucky so far -- until I noticed a change in me about seven or so years ago. And this change led me to get naked with many men over the last six years. I can hardly explain it myself. But this change in me has made me into a slut for many men.

I remember the first time that this happened to me. This started innocently and it eventually my husband walked into our bedroom and found me with another man on top of me. The man, Jim, was one of our neighbors. He was a nice guy and pretty friendly with my husband. I would have never guessed that this man -- or any other man, would be on top of me and moving his cock in and out of my excited pussy. But that is nearly the end of my story.

Reflecting back on my life -- I always come back to memories when I was a girl. When I was about nine years old, I noticed a change in my mom. Like me (and both of my older sisters) my mom was about 5'3", 120 lbs, long shiny black hair, round butt (in better shape than any of her friends who had three kids) and a sexy smile. The main similarity that mom and daughters share is the large boobs. My sisters and I are all D cups. My mom was a 34DD. I remember when my older sister, Robin, showed me mommy's bra and explained that this was really big.

When I was about nine years old, I noticed that a lot of the neighborhood men paid a lot of attention to my mom. The first time I noticed this was at a block bar-b-que. These were frequent events in the summers on Long Island, but in previous years, I never really noticed men paying as much attention to her. Maybe it is my childhood memory or I was growing up. 

Anyway, the men were always talking to her, my mom would always laugh and put a hand on their shoulders. Many of the men would put a hand on her hip and my mom would smile. At the time, I never gave it another thought. I just hung out with my friends and had chicken and potato salad. 

Thinking back, I also noticed that my mom often would disappear for an hour or so and when she returned, she would tell my dad that she went to the store with one of the neighbors or was helping with one of the neighborhood kids. I also began to notice that quite often, when I came home from school over the next few years, there would often be one of the dads at our house having coffee with my mom. I knew all of the dads, they were all nice to me. They would leave shortly after my sisters and I came home from school and I noticed my mom would walk them to the door and they would whisper something in each other's ears. When my mom came back in the kitchen, she was always in such a good mood. She was always happy and smiling. As I said before, I never noticed anything unusual about this. That is until about seven years ago when I noticed a change in me.

As I said, my sisters and I inherited large boobs from out mom's side of the family. Because of this, since I developed in high school, men have always paid attention to me and my sisters. We use to laugh about it if we were out together. We never had to buy drinks, we never had to wait for tables, and men let us cut in line at the movies. One by one we got married, all to nice men, and started families of our own.

Men continued to pay attention to me, but as a married woman with a loving husband, I deflected all of the attention. I have always been flirty and I still used my femininity to my advantage, but as a married woman, I respected my vows and I loved my husband. Construction workers on the train would whistle and some would even proposition me, but I never even gave them a second thought.

My husband is a loving man and a terrific lover. Although I have been having sex since I was in high school, my husband knows my body so well. He knows every place to touch, to kiss, to work me into a frenzy. Our passion brought us two beautiful daughters in the next four years.

When my girls were old enough for school -- I had extra time on my hands. That's when I first started having coffee with Jim, a nice man that lived a couple of houses down from us. He was older than me -- in his late 40s at the time. He was divorced and a sweet man.

We started having coffee a few times a week. Eventually -- I set him up with my friend Amy -- a divorced friend from high school. They went out a few times -- and parted. Amy told me about the sex -- and I was really turned on. I knew Jim -- but not in that way -- I was curious and turned on. But -- a married woman.

After a few weeks, we started talking about why it did not work out with Amy and eventually, we talked about sex in general. I asked him about sex with Amy and he got a little embarrassed at first but I explained is a teasing way -- that had Amy already told me. So he told me what he liked and did not like. He told me that Amy was fun and adventurous. But Jim told me that Amy was a little too wild for him and that was why it did not work out. He found chatting to be exciting foreplay. Amy did not have much to talk about. 

Jim asked me what I liked. Since he already told me (and I was feeling turned on) I shared. I told Jim I really liked simple things. Soft touching on my shoulders and on my back. I love the feeling of a man's lips on my neck and my ear lobe. I was getting a little carried away and I saw that Jim was flushed. I also noticed that Jim had a hard on that was making a tent out of his gym shorts. Jim was a little embarrassed but I told him not to worry. This was normal -- I mean -- what man would not get excited about talking about sex with a woman? 

I kind of felt bad that I was the one who gave him a hard on. Should I get up and leave? I am a married woman. Something kept me there that was not there inside me six months ago. I don't know -- but I felt like I had to make sure Jim had an orgasm. I told Jim that I knew he stared at my boobs a lot -- it was OK. I asked Jim if he wanted to masturbate while I showed him my boobs. Jim moaned yes and I slipped off my top. Jim pulled his gym shorts down and slowly started stroking his hard cock. It was about the same size as my husbands. I almost felt like we were communicating somehow. The change inside me and Jim's erect cock. After a few minutes -- I was getting very excited. I moved next to Jim on the couch and I asked him if he would like for me to stroke his cock. He leaned back and I touched his hardness. It felt so warm and hard in my hand. I slowly stroked him and I could see Jim close his eyes. His breathing became faster and he was moaning my name. "oooh Melissa -- so nice -- yesss Melissa" I started to pick up the pace a little and Jim moaned "ooooh yessssss nowwww yessssss" and I watched Jim cum. It was almost in slow motion. It looked like I was operating a water fountain where a steady stream was coming out and it went higher and higher. I thought his cum was going to hit the ceiling. I watched the cum go all over his couch and some on my hand. I was nervous but so excited. I could not believe what I just did. I'm a married woman and here I am with my hand around another man's cock. And I am not letting go. What is wrong with me?

Jim got up and cleaned up. We said good bye and I left. I knew that I could not have coffee with Jim anymore. I could not continue this friendship. I am a married woman. I could not help thinking about Jim cumming though. As I was having sex with my husband, I kept thinking about Jim and his cock.

To get it out of my mind, I felt I had to tell Jim that it was a mistake and we could still get along. We just had to keep this a hot memory and go on with our lives. I went to see Jim the next morning. I tried to explain how I felt. Jim was nice and listened. He did not want to lose out friendship. I remember we were looking at each other. I don't exactly remember what happened next. I do know that about ½ hour later, I was naked and in Jim's bed with Jim about to mount me. I remember looking up at Jim, his green eyes and feeling his cock poking my wet pussy. He slowly entered me and proceeded to fuck me just as I was imagining. I did not care that I was a married woman. Jim needed to fuck me and I was happy to oblige. As Jim's cock was moving in and out of me, he told me how long he thought about fucking me. Jim told me that for three years he tried to think of a way to get his hands on my boobs. He told me that he often left parties at our house to go home and masturbate. Something I said to him or something I was wearing. Now -- here he is -- with his cock going deep inside me. He kept looking into my eyes and I kept staring at him. It felt so warm and so nice. Just as I was feeling good, Jim picks up his pace and arches his back. He moaned, "oh Melissa, your pussy is so ... ... oh Melissa ....oh my" and he tensed up. I could feel his warm sperm shooting into my pussy. The same cum I was thinking about all week was shooting deep into me. I wrapped my legs around Jim and held him in. This was so amazing. This was not my way. What got into me? Why did I wind up in Jim's bed instead of telling him it was a mistake?

This continued a couple of times a week for the next two months. I tried not to go over, but I could not help it. This is when I started to think about my mom. I was feeling so good and happy. I was also about the same age as my mom when I noticed that she was changing. Could this sexuality be a genetic problem? I tried not to think about it too much. I just kept letting Jim fuck me a couple of times a week and was a loving wife to my husband and a mom to my girls.

Then the day came that I got in really big trouble. Jim never came to my house -- at least not for sex. One September morning Jim came by to borrow one of my husband's tools. It was not a big deal --Jim did this all the time. My husband worked in the City and got home at 6. Jim came into the kitchen and started to gently massage my boobs from behind. I giggled and moaned and told him to get his "tool" home and maybe I would come by. But he lifted my skirt up and gave my ass a playful slap. I squealed I was so excited. I took Jim's hand and took him to my bedroom. I hurriedly took his pants off and started to stroke his cock. I looked up at Jim and told him that I needed to fuck him, but this can never happen in my house again. Jim moaned how much he loved my touch. I kissed my way up and down his cock. As I was kissing his cock -- I could see his balls moving. Twitching and moving. I knew Jim pretty well by now and I knew he had to fuck me.

Jim pulled my panties down and pulled my tee off as he picked me up and laid me on my back on my bed. As he had done many times before, Jim pushed his beautiful hard cock into me. I took it and moaned with pleasure. Jim felt so nice in me. It was getting better each time we fucked. We were learning each other's pleasures. I was used to Jim inside me and I knew it took him about 20 minutes to 30 minutes before he sent his sperm into me. Each time we had sex, I noticed Jim relaxing and he was getting louder with his pleasure. He loved to moan and yell my name when he was close to cumming. 

On this particular day, Jim was so loud, that I did not notice that my husband came home and was in the house. An accident closed down the Long Island Expressway and he had to turn around. He decided to stay home. My husband obviously heard the noises coming from our bedroom. When I first saw him, I was shocked looking over Jim's shoulder. Jim could not see or hear my husband, so he kept fucking me. In fact, as I said, I know Jim well, to know when he was about to cum. From my husband's perspective, he could only see a naked man on top of his wife moving his ass up and down. We never had a blanket on us so my husband probably saw Jim's cock going in and out of me and Jim's soft balls hitting my ass.

Just as my husband came up to us and started screaming at me, " Mel, what the fuck is this. I cant' believe this". My husband is angry and shocked. Less than a second after he is yelling at me, Jim started to moan, "Yesssss Melissa -- oooh yesssssssss" and I feel his cum shooting into me. My husband goes silent. Here he sees his wife fucking another man in his bed and to make things worse -- the man starts to cum in his wife right in front of him.

My husband left the bedroom and he must of left the house. After about five minutes, Jim is dressed and out the back door. I threw on some sweats and could not find my husband. He was not in the house. I looked in the driveway. His car was gone. What have I done? I kept thinking. But I was also thinking about Jim's cum that was still inside of me.

My husband did come home later that evening. I threw myself at his mercy and begged him not to leave me. I promised to be a good and faithful wife. It would not happen again. I convinced him and he stayed. That was the last time I was with Jim. I did see Jim from time to time, but never for coffee and never alone. Jim moved about two months later.

Unfortunately, the change in me is still there. It would not be long until there were others -- many others. The stories continue . . .

The Change in Melissa Ch. 02



After getting caught in my bed with my neighbor Jim on top of me, moving his cock in and out of me and cumming inside me as my husband walked in, I behaved myself and controlled myself. When my husband left, I had to beg and plea with him to convince him to stay with me. It took me hours of begging and days of cold silence. I promised my husband that Jim was an isolated incident that should have never happened and most certainly would never happen again.

I was so relieved when it was apparent that my husband would stay. After all, we had two lovely daughters and he realized that I made a mistake that would not happen again. Life was getting back to normal. After a week or two, my husband, coming to terms with the fact that we loved each other and that he was attracted to my big boobs and my feline like sexuality, could not keep his eyes off of me. I saw his lust and seized the opportunity to patch things up with him. I went to Victoria Secret and bought something special for him. After I put our girls down, I surprised my husband with a pink baby doll negligee that held my 32Ds in perfect viewing, white silk bikini panties, and new lipstick. It had been three weeks since we had sex and I was going to make sure that he remembered what a sexy wife I am.

My husband was watching TV. I walked in and turned the lights down. I sat on his lap and purred in his ear, "when was the last time that I made you feel really good mmmmmm?" I could feel his hard on against my ass and my husband let out a long breath. I put my arms around him and kissed my way across his cheek and licked his lower lip. I could feel his body heat and I kissed him. It had been so long since we had been intimate because my husband was hurting from my betrayal. This was going to be like the first time we made love. A new beginning.

I kissed my way down his neck and moved off his lap. I lifted his shirt up and kissed my soft lips lightly down his neck to his chest while my hands rested on his thighs. His hands were on my shoulders as I kissed my way down lower and lower. My face was inches from his lap. His cock was so hard and so strained by his pants. I unbuttoned his pants and looked up at him as I unzipped his pants. I looked back down and gently pulled his cock out. Oh my goodness -- how long has it been I thought. My husband leaned back and I slowly stroked his cock as I watched my husband relaxing in my pleasure. 

After a few minutes of watching the man I love moaning in pleasure, I moved my lips down and kissed the head of his cock. He jumped a little and I sighed. I kissed my way down the soft vein of his hardness. My lips found their way to his slowly filling balls. As I kissed his balls softly, I stroked his cock some more. My husband was moaning softly now and I took my tongue and gently licked my way up to the tip of his cock again. I was watching his hard cock close to my eyes. I thought about how much I loved my husband and how much I wanted to make him feel good.

I opened my lips and took the head of his cock in my mouth. He always loved this. The slow sucking of just the tip of his cock in my warm mouth. I slowly moved my face up and down. Just the warm head in my mouth. Taking my mouth off, breathing on the tip and taking it back in my mouth again. This was really like a beginning with us. I wanted this to feel like the first time -- so there would be a trust that was lost because of the change in me.

I started to take more of his cock I n my mouth and my head started to bob up and down. His hands went through my black hair and my movement started to go faster and faster. When my husband leaned back, I put my hand on his balls. My my, they were twitching and feeling very heavy in my hand. I knew what that meant. I started to take his cock deeper in my mouth and my husband moaned, "Oh I love you Melissa, yes I love you so much!" Before he could say another word, his cum started shooting into my throat. Quick warm spurts into my mouth, all the way down my throat. I held his cock in my mouth until I felt his hardness begin to relax. I kissed my way down his cock and sat on his lap again. I smiled at him and without saying anything to me, my husband lifted me in his arms and carried me to our bedroom.

He laid me on my back and took his clothes off. His hands rested on my boobs and he began to massage my huge tits. He always loved to feel my boobs. The first time we went out so long ago, I allowed him to feel my boobs when we were sitting on the couch later kissing in a dark room in my mom and dad's house.

As my husband massaged my boobs, I could see his cock getting hard again. My husband is a loving man, but I cannot remember the last time he was so excited that we would have numerous encounters in the same night. I was not going to question this. I was already so horny I needed him to fuck me. And he did. My husband lifted my hips up and took my panties off. Then he lifted me up to kiss him and out mouths opened and our love poured from one person to the other. He turned me around and began pushing me to the bed. I knew what my husband liked so I got on all fours and waited for my husband to move behind me. He put his hands on my ass and slowly -- his cock began to touch my wet pussy. Slowly his hard cock entered me. It felt sooo nice to have my husband inside me again. His love and trust. I would be a good wife. I was the luckiest woman in the world.

After about 30 minutes of smooth and steady fucking, my husband held my hips tight and his cum was entering my pussy. Is it possible that more cum was shooting in me now than in my mouth an hour ago? As my husband slowed down, I relaxed and he slowly fell on top of me. We held each other and drifted off to sleep.

I do not know how it was possible, but my husband got up and left for work without me waking. I felt so warm and nice. What a feeling to be in love. I was so happy. For the next five or six months I was the perfect loving wife and mom. Every day was special and my husband and I were making love like we were first married. Everything was going well. I felt like every minute was special.

I felt that I needed something to fill my mornings since my children were in school. I decided to become a class mom like many of the moms in my neighborhood. We planned events and made cookies. We would meet a few times a week for coffee and everyone was so nice. They were all caring moms and we all wanted to help our cash-strapped school system be the best it could be for our kids.

My oldest daughter's teacher was a nice man named Mr. Brown, Rich Brown. My daughter never had a male teacher and she was upset in the beginning of the year. I met with Mr. Brown to discuss this and he told me it was normal. He seemed like a nice and caring teacher and my daughter did get over it and really enjoyed being in his class.

Rich Brown was about 31 or so and had been teaching 4th grade for about five years. He was attractive, green eyes and brown hair. And -- such a nice smile. Many of the moms talked about Mr. Brown and what they would like to do with him if they felt naughty. I tried not to betray my friendships, but I was a changed woman -- but the change in me was surfacing again. As the moms talked and made jokes about Mr. Brown, I felt such a warm tingling between my legs. Those days, my husband was rewarded with an extra special night in bed.

In the spring, there was a concert that one of the moms named Roxanne and I were helping Mr. Brown with. Two nights before the concert, we were putting chairs out in the auditorium and hanging papers up. Mr. Brown was up on the ladder and I was handing paper streamers up to him. Roxanne went to her car to get more snacks. When I looked up at Mr. Brown, his cock was totally erect and pressing against his pants. It was inches from my face. Then in a daze I heard Mr. Brown say, "Melissa, this is for you." Then he quickly pulled his pants down and his hard on hit my cheek. I was dizzy and flushed. I looked up at Rich and his cock entered my mouth. Not again -- oh my god -- not again!

I woke up suddenly. I was sweating and my hand was between my legs. I was shaking. I looked over at my husband asleep. I can't believe it was a dream. It seemed so real. I actually felt guilty about having such a dream. I touched myself a little more, warm and happy, and fell asleep. 

The night of the concert was so exciting. My girls looked so happy and pretty. They were nervous but all smiles and giggles. I wore a new black dress that made me look my best. It flowed freely over my ass and was low cut enough to show my boobs, but not so low that I felt slutty. This was a school chorus event.

The concert was a success and the class moms stuck around to help clean up. My husband took my girls home so they could get to bed. We lived close enough that I could walk home. As I carried a box of pictures to the classroom, I saw Mr. Brown sitting at his desk. I smiled and he looked away. I said that the kids had a lot of fun and it is nice to work with the class. He looked at me for a second and said "Thanks." I was a little hurt. Mr. Brown was always so nice. Is it possible that he knew about my affair? I left the room and before I got too far, I turned around and walked back into the classroom. I said, "Rich, is everything OK? You do not seem happy." He looked up at me and his voice cracked a little. He said, "Melissa, the strangest thing happened and -- well I don't feel comfortable being around you." I knew it. He knows about my affair with Jim. I bet it was one of the moms, probably Carol. She has a big mouth.

I said, "Rich, I don't understand. I thought we got along fine this week. Is it something I did? Please tell me, I want to resolve it." Rich told me he was not comfortable, but if I really wanted to know then he would tell me. I said, "I really want to know." Then he told me that he had a dream about me last night!

What are the chances of this happening? Both of us having a dream about the other. I could feel myself getting flushed and very warm between my legs. Then it occurred to me. I could never tell Rich about my dream because it was so sexual. Then I realized, what other kind of dreams do adults have when another is in the dream? When I came to this conclusion, I knew he needed me.

Rich told me that in his dream, we were married and on our honeymoon. We did not leave the hotel room for three days. We rarely ate and spent the entire time in bed. He said my make-up was never smudged and my boobs were swelling, almost pulsating. In his dream, he came all over my boobs. As he was telling me this dream, I felt my nipples harden and I really felt I was going to cum right in front of him.

Then Rich told me that when he saw me in the dress I was wearing, he had to leave the auditorium. He told me I wore a dress like that in his dream and he thought he was losing his mind! I was moaning softly and he told me he was sorry and did not want me to feel uncomfortable. I was speechless. This was not fair! Why was I getting so worked up?

Rich noticed I was speechless and also that I was not leaving his room. In fact, I did not realize it, but I was moving closer to Rich. When I was able to focus again, I was sitting on his desk. Rich stood up and walked to me. He said softly, "Melissa, this may be a mistake that I will pay for, but it seems like we have to be together right now. Look at all the coincidences -- If I am wrong, please forgive me."

Rich moved forward and kissed me. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Rich's hands were on my boobs, massaging the largeness and pinching my nipples. I was lost. Rich needed me. He was horny because of me and it was only right that I relieve him. Rich laid me on my back on his desk. I could feel his fingers moving under my dress and gently feeling my wet pussy over my panties. I moaned louder and spread my legs for him. He unbuttoned his pants and both hands moved under my dress. He removed my wet panties and parted my legs more.

I opened my eyes. I looked up and I saw a look of lust in his eyes. He needed this and I had to do this. Before I could think of anything else, his rock hard cock was bumping against my pussy. I was about to reach down and guide him in, but he started to enter me. "Ohhhhh yesssss!" I moaned. What a cock! As Rich began to move slowly in and out of me I felt the pleasure building up in me. It was happening so fast. In under a minute I started to cum. This was too much for me. Rich moved in and out slowly. I could see by the look on his face that he was enjoying every inch of my pussy. I lifted my legs up and put my ankles on his shoulders. Rich looked down at me and told me this is exactly how he felt in his dream. He told me that he knew my pussy was soft and warm. I was getting worked up again. Look at how much pleasure I was giving this man. I told him that this was the right thing to do and to keep fucking me. When I said that, Rich started to move in and out faster. 

Then I remembered -- I was not dreaming now! This man -- not my husband -- was fucking me. He was fucking me in his classroom. There were moms outside -- close by and I am fucking another man. Again! Oh my goodness. What is happening to me? I was so good for so long. Why now? What is wrong with me? I came back to life when Rich put his hands under my ass and lifted me up. Then he moaned, "ooooh Melissa -- I need this -- Meliissssssaaaaaaaa -- yessssssssss!" Then his cum was shooting into me.

Rich slowed down. He looked down at me and something changed in his look. He was kind of looking away. He pulled his cock out and was distant. He said quietly, "we better get ourselves together -- someone might come in." He pulled his pants up and handed me my panties. I smiled and said it was so nice and -- Rich interrupted me. He said "Melissa, you better go now." I suddenly felt guilty.

Did this man just fuck me and dump me? Am I just a slut who can't control herself? I am sure Rich felt something -- something nice and good. What just happened?

I left. Rich was distant to me for the rest of the year. I was hurt, but I am a married woman. What is wrong with me? Am I like my mom? Are men just going to use my pussy for their satisfaction? I need some answers. I really did not want to admit this to anyone, but I have to talk to my sisters about this. First I will ask Robin, my older sister. But how can I admit to her that I have cheated on my husband -- Twice?



The Change in Melissa Ch. 03



Chapter 3 – The change in Melissa

As I have written previously, I am trying to be a good wife.  A loving mom to my daughters and a faithful wife to my husband. But the change in me – why now? What has happened to me? My husband walks in while my neighbor is fucking me. I behave myself for almost a year and my daughter's teacher fucks me? I needed help – I needed to understand and control this change in me.

I wanted to talk to my sister Robin. I tell her everything, but could I tell her that I'm a failure as a wife? That her sister is a slut with a problem. What would she think? 

I had to talk to Robin – she was my sister and she would not judge me. She would understand and help me with this change in me. I would have to deal with the consequences and get her help. This would be the only way I can behave myself. 

I gave her a call on her cell. My sister is a real estate broker. Like me, she does not have to work, but now that my nieces are older, I guess Robin needed to fill her days. She was never one to sit home and watch soap operas. No answer.  She is probably with a client. I think she said something about showing a few houses this morning. I tried her again.

TWO MILES AWAY IN A HOUSE ON THE NORTH SHORE OF LONG ISLAND

Robin heard her cell ring for the second time. She looked at her pocketbook on the night table. As Robin looked up – she saw Karl looking down at her – lust in his eyes. Karl had a smile on his face as he moved his hard cock in and out of Robin's married pussy. "Oh Robin, I know you would feel so tight and warm. Oh my – what a pussy – ohhhhhhh yessssssssss!"

Robin put her hands on Karl's hips as he fucked her faster and deeper. Robin had been trying to sell Karl a house for a week now. She had shown him at least a dozen houses. After the third one it happened. Karl's hand accidently brushing her ass. Karl always wanted to see the bedrooms. Robin began to feel that familiar feeling between her legs. That longing that starts about 6 or 7 years ago. She was not sure when, but she knew that Karl would end up fucking her.

Robin wrapped her legs around Karl and began to feel her climax building. She closed her eyes. "oooohhhhhhhhhhh," she began to moan. It was coming soon. That build up; that desire, that . . "ooohhhhhh nowwwww, ooohhhhhhhhhh," Robin's screaming built up and got louder and louder. Her climax washed over her and left her warm and relaxed.

At this rush of sexuality, Karl began to move his hard cock in and out of Robin faster and faster. He began to moan and slowly stiffened and moaned, "Robin, yesssss oh God yesssssssss ooooooh myyyyyyyyy!" Robin felt that all too familiar flooding of her vagina from another man's cum. How she loved it. How warm and sexy she felt. 

Karl relaxed his hips and slowly moved on to Robin's 36D boobs. He kissed her and Robin sweetly responded. Robin was so glad that Karl enjoyed her. She felt so at peace.

Robin heard her cell buzz for the fifth time. She "shhhhhhhhhhed" Karl and reached into her pocketbook. Karl's semi hard cock was still inside her.

"Hello?" Robin answered. "Well well – finally. I have been trying you for a ½ hour," Melissa teased. Robin replied, "Mel, is everything OK?" Melissa said, "Yes – everything is fine. Do you have time for coffee? I really need to talk to you." Robin panted, "Sure, give me an hour and I will meet you at the diner." Melissa said fine and hung up. Robin sounded a little funny. Her voice? Probably tired. It is hard to raise two teenage girls.

TWO HOURS LATER AT A DINER ON LONG ISLAND

We met for coffee at a diner in Port Jefferson. She could tell something was troubling me. She gave me some time and finally lost her patience. "Melissa, are you going to tell me what is going on or we going to pretend you are not near tears?" A few people were looking at us then away. The busboy kept sneaking looks at us – but he always did. Two large breasted sisters – who could blame him? We came to this diner at least once a week. Often our sister Karen, also a D cup, joined us. On those days, I'm sure the busboy would get and keep a hard on for his entire shift.

I finally blurted it out. "Robin, I had a fling; actually a couple of flings. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't even know why I slept with these men. I love my husband, but I think something is wrong with me!"

Robin was shocked and then she relaxed. She told me to calm down and keep my voice down. "Melissa," she paused for a few seconds then continued. I can't believe this. There is nothing wrong with you." Robin paused and looked down. She moved closer to me and said softly, " I want to tell you something. Do you remember the summers when we were growing up?" Was Robin changing the subject? Maybe it was a mistake telling her this.

Robin continued, "Do you remember Lori Schwartz?" I nodded that I did remember. It was one of Robin's friends when we were girls. I remember her mom and dad too. They were so nice.

Robin went on.  "My first summer home from college, maybe July of 1981, there was a block party. Lori had a crush on Jeff Allen singe 10th grade, so Lori and I left the party to go to her house. Jeff was going to come over since nobody was home. We got high and chatted then I went to hide in her parent's room so I could spy on them when Jeff came over. I waited and was starting to think that they were not going to come up to the bedroom. But then I heard someone.  Mr. Schwartz came home and he was walking up the stairs. I hid in the closet and left the door open a little so I would know when he left. But you will never guess what I saw."

Robin looked at me and touched my hand. I looked around and noticed a few people at tables. One man in his 40s, sitting alone was looking at us from time to time. Robin lowered her voice and said, "Melissa . . ."

SUMMER 1981 – SATURDAY EVENING AROUND 7PM

Mr. Schwartz walks in the bedroom and takes his shirt and pants off. He sits on his bed in his white briefs. He is humming and in a good mood. Someone else is walking up the stairs. A woman walks in the bedroom and smiles at Mr. Schwartz. He says, "Oh Abby I have been thinking about this all evening." Robin realizes that Mr. Schwartz is talking to her 38 year old mother! 

Her mom says, "I bet you have been thinking about these right Jack?" Her mom lifts up her tee shirt and shows Jack Schwartz her 34DD boobs in a white lace bra. Jack stands up and places his hands on Robin's mom's boobs. "Oh Abby, I had to fight to keep my hands off of these all evening," Jack said. 

"That's a lie Jack, I felt your hands on my boobs not long ago," her mom said laughing. Robin saw her mom take her skirt off and her tee shirt. The two adults were smiling and walked to each other and kissed a little and kind of laughed. They kissed a little more and lay down on the bed. Robin saw Mr. Schwartz put his hands all over her mom. First on her shoulders, then down to her hip. Jack Schwartz' fingers were moving in and under Robin's mom's white bikini panties. Robin's mom moaned and giggled. Eventually Robin saw her mom's hand move under Jack's briefs. 

Jack starts to moan, "ohhhh yesss Abby, you know how to get me excited – oh yes your hands are magic." Abby starts to slowly stroke Jack's cock. It grown bigger and bigger in her hand. 

Her mom said, "Oh Jack, is this for me?" and she gets up on her knees and starts to kiss Jack's cock. Somehow her mom's bra was off and she is kneeling in her white panties with her mouth on Mr. Schwartz' cock. Mr. Schwartz lay on his back with his eyes closed while Robin's mom worked her mouth on her neighbor's cock. Mr. Schwartz is moaning, "oh Abby – this is sooo good, I wish Donna would suck my cock – yes Abby." Robin's mom lifts her mouth off and slowly stroked Jack's cock. She said, "Jack, if your wife did this, then you would not need me to," laughing a little more. 

Jack reached his hand around and slapped Robin's mom's ass. "Oooh oooh Jaaack," she moaned. Jack smiles and slaps her ass again. "Get up Abby" Robin's mom stood up and bent over the foot of the bed. Jack got up and stood behind her. He slaps Abby's ass twice. "ooouuuch ooooh" she moaned. Jack spreads her legs and puts his hand between Abby's legs. "oh Abby, you are wet" and he slaps her ass one more time. Jack slowly pulls Abby's panties down and Robin sees that her mom's ass is red.

"Jack, I want you right now" she says as Jack puts his fingers between her legs. As he pushes a finger in her wet pussy, Abby squeals, "oooh yessssssss". Abby turns around and lies on her back. Jack climbs on the bed and positions himself between Abby's legs. Robin can see Jack's ass cheeks slowly moving in between her mom's legs. "ooooooh that's it Abby – you are so wet now ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and Jack's cock slowly enters her mom's pussy. 

"Ohhhh Jack yessssss oh Jack yesssssssss" her mom moans. For about 30 minutes, Robin is stuck in the closet as a neighbor fucks her mom. Why is she doing this? Mr. Schwartz is nice, but my mom should not be naked in his bed. They should not be having sex. After a while, Robin did not realize how much moaning was going on in the bedroom. Mr. Schwartz moaned and arched his back – "ooooooh Abby yesssssssssss – Abby ohhhhhhhhhhh Abbbbbyyyyyyyyy" and his ass stopped moving. The neighbor just emptied his balls in her mom's pussy.

They stayed like that for a while and Mr. Schwartz got up and was smiling. "When can we do this again Abby?" 

"Oh Jack, why don't you leave some for your wife silly" Abby said. As they were getting dressed, Abby said, please stay here for about 20 minutes so I can sneak back in the party. I don't want my husband seeing us walking back together.

PORT JEFFERSON DINER 2003

Melissa was amazed by the story. "Do you mean that mom and Mr. Schwartz?" Robin nodded. Melissa went on, "oh my God, I remember now. I was sitting on the swing and I saw mom walking across the Schneider's back yard. She was wearing a white tee shirt and that black summer skirt. She saw me and kind of stopped for a second, then she smiled and walked up to dad and kissed him on the cheek."

Robin said, "Mel, it was not just Mr. Schwartz, it was a lot of the men on the street.  Everyone was screwing mom." Melissa was shocked, but a little flushed too. Her mom? Wow. Melissa again noticed the man sitting nearby glancing over toward the two sisters. Robin does talk a little loud sometimes.

Robin continued, "Melissa" lowering her voice, "it started to happen to me about six years ago. I was a little older than mom was that summer and I just started to get so horny whenever a man paid attention to me. I know how you feel. You have no idea how many men have fucked me over the last five or six years. I know exactly how you feel."

Melissa gasped. "Robin, do you mean it's going to get worse?" Melissa again noticed the man at the other table. Melissa was getting horny for some reason.

Robin nodded. "It is hard to control but it depends on what kind of a mood you are in and other factors as well. Sometimes I can control myself, sometimes I can't. I do know a doctor who is doing research at Stony Brook Hospital that you can call. It helped me a little. His therapy is a little unusual though Mel." Melissa was actually getting a little excited. The man at the next booth had been staring at her and just blew a kiss at her. Oh no – Melissa started to feel a tingly warmth between her legs again. Now she was wondering how long her sister was going to stay.

"Ok Robin, I will give him a call. What is his name?" Robin said, "Dr. King. Mel, this is not what you may be used to but it does help." The man at the other booth got up to leave. Melissa watched him walk by their table and she noticed that he had a hard on. Melissa trembled a little.

Robin got up and said, "Mel, I have to run. I am showing a house at 1:30." She handed Melissa a 10 dollar bill. Melissa waved it off. "I got it Robin, you gave me a lot that will hopefully help me." Melissa got up and kissed her sister. Robin walked out the door. Melissa went to the counter and paid. She walked out the door to the parking lot. Just as Melissa was about to unlock her door, she heard a car horn. Melissa jumped and looked a few spots over at a Chevy Van. The passenger window rolled down.

"Excuse me – can you help me out please?" she heard a male voice from inside the van. Melissa walked over to the rolled down window and looked in. Melissa gasped! It was the man from the diner booth who kept looking at them. Melissa looked in the window. The man had a Hagstrom map in his lap. He smiled and asked, "Do you know how I get to Valentine Avenue from here? I just can't find it on this old map." 

The wind was blowing Melissa's hair around. She said, "Valentine, I'm not sure – what town is it in?" Melissa's hair was blowing in her face. She kept waving it out of her eyes. It was hard to converse with the man.

Melissa heard the door unlock. "Sit in the passenger seat so you don't get blown away." He joked. Melissa opened the door and climbed in. The window rolled up.

The man pointed at the map and said, "I think it is supposed to be here past Port Jefferson." He handed the map to Melissa and when she took the map, Melissa noticed that the man's pants were half way off! And – she was looking at the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. It looked to be over 12 inches long – much longer than her husband's cock. Melissa was shocked and could not help from staring. Quickly, Melissa recovered and started looking at the map.

As Melissa tried nervously to look at the map, she felt the man's strong hand on her thigh. She tried to control herself. Not too confidently, she said, "Hey, I don't know what you have in mind, but I'm a married woman!" 

The man smiled and said, "I know!" He nodded down to his cock that Melissa had wrapped her hand around. Melissa watched her engagement ring and wedding ring moving up and down while she stroked the biggest cock she had ever seen. He continued, "I can see your ring."

Melissa did not even remember or notice her hand move to the man's cock. The man's fingers had moved between Melissa's legs and he was gently touching her wetness. His fingers gently caressing her panties and they were so wet now. Melissa was now silent and slowly stroking this stranger's cock in a van parked three spots from her own car.

The man said, "You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my life. I watched you and your friend and I got the biggest hard on. I had to stay in my seat because I could not get up. It was too uncomfortable." Melissa agreed. A cock this size must be uncomfortable if erect in a tight pair of pants. 

The man continued, "Your tits are so perfect. I have been staring at them for 45 minutes. The way you were moving. Every time you looked at me you were licking your lower lip. I came out here to jerk off, but when I saw you, so close to my van, I just had to have you."

Melissa moaned slowly as the man's fingers moved her panties aside and he moved a finger lightly across her wet vagina. Melissa was flushed and shaking. She continued to stroke this man's cock and moved her face closer to this sexual wonder.

The man said, "Climb in the back and take off your shirt and bra. If I feel your hand on my cock for another minute, I'm going to cum in your hand. We both don't want that to happen."

Melissa did as she was told. It was a nice van with a fold down seat. Nice comfortable leather bench seat. Melissa took her top and bra off. She watched the man climb back. His pants and underwear were off. Melissa stared at this huge cock. How much she wanted this. 

The man told Melissa to lay back and hold her boobs together. He then straddled her tummy and placed his massive hard cock between Melissa's huge D boobs. Melissa looked down and watched this enormous cock moving in and out between her boobs. His cock was nudging her chin. She bent and lifted her knees to get comfortable. She puckered her lips and giggled each time the bulbous cock head hit her lips. The head of this cock was the size of a small plum.

Melissa then parted her lips and opened her mouth. As the man fucked her boobs, his cock slid in and out of Melissa's mouth. "Oooohhhhhh yesssss!" he moaned. "Your body was made for sex, do you like the way my cock looks between your tits? Hmmmmm?" 

Melissa squealed. She was so close. She could feel an orgasm building up inside her. Her legs were wobbly and she had the biggest cock of her life moving between her boobs and in and out of her mouth. She needed to cum. This man deserved to cum. They were like animals in need of pleasure, how lucky they found each other. His cock and her desires. What a perfect match.

The man started to moan. Melissa whispered, "Cum all over my boobs. I want to feel you're hot cum on my boobs." The man moaned again. He took his cock in his hand and started slapping Melissa's huge boobs with his hard cock. Melissa was so close now – she was going to cum soon.

The man then moved down. His hands moved under Melissa's skirt and pulled her panties off. He climbed on top of her and parted her legs. Melissa felt the enjoyment of this huge cock head trying to move inside of her. Could she take this cock in her? Nothing this big has ever been inside her pussy before.

Before Melissa could thing anymore, the man started pushing his cock in and out of her. "Ohhhhhh yesssssss, I knew you would be a great fuck," the man smiled as he moved his cock in and out of Melissa's wet pussy. 

It fit – it fit inside me. Melissa was thinking, it is stretching me, but it fits and it feels so good. Just then, Melissa felt her passion build and suddenly she was flooded with pleasure. "OOhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyy God yesssssssss," she cried. As the man continued to fuck her, Melissa started to scream louder and louder. "Ohhhh Myyyyyyyy Ohhhhhhhhh Yessssssssssss Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Melissa was shattered in orgasm. She was moving her legs like she was riding a bicycle. Then she wrapped her legs tight around the man, pulling him in.

Melissa growled like female animal in heat, "Fuck me, fuck me with your cock, oh god this feels so good."

That put the man over the edge. He made one last thrust and pushed his cock in as far as he could. He made a guttural noise and Melissa could feel his hardness break and his cum shooting, warm and wet, deep, so deep inside her. Oh my goodness, what a fuck. Melissa was thinking that she may never leave this van again. 

The man stayed inside her for a little while and kissed and licked her nipples. Wow – what a man. He really knows how to use his cock. I need to fuck him so badly. I want to cum like this all afternoon.

Their passion melted and they lay next to each other and laughed at how well they fit. They both needed the other and here they are. Lying next to each other after a perfect afternoon.

The man got up and said he had a few appointments. He really did need to get to Valentine Drive. He handed Melissa his card and said he was from Chicago and he would be leaving tomorrow night. Could she spend the night with him in his hotel?

Melissa said, "I am a married woman – I cannot spend the night with you. But I do not think I will make it to bed tonight without fucking you one more time."

The man smiled and said, "I will wait for your call." 

Melissa got dressed and climbed out of the van. The man honked and waved and he drove off. Melissa looked at the business card. It read Andy Benton, Financial Analyst. Andy – Andy and his huge cock. Melissa licked her lips and opened her car door. She got in and turned the car on. As she put the car in drive, she began to feel terribly guilty. She was about to drive off when she thought, "Here was one of the best orgasms of my life and I feel sooooo guilty." What can I do? How can I stop this?



The Change in Melissa Ch. 04



Leaving the parking lot of the diner, I can feel Andy's cum dripping out of me and making my thighs sticky. Things are happening so fast now. My sister has admitted to having numerous affairs with friends and strangers. My mom spent the 1970s and 1980s moving from bed to bed, fucking many of our neighbors -- my own friend's fathers! And me -- Melissa Lester, a normal Long Island wife and mom who can't control herself when arousal creeps between my legs. 

As I put the car in drive, I can still feel the impression of Andy's cock deep -- so deep in my vagina. Andy must have been four maybe five inches larger than my husband. When I saw his cock erect -- erect in my small married hand, I knew it would go deeper inside of me than any man had gone before. 

But what is wrong with me? I did not know who Andy was two hours ago. How did I go from having coffee and talking with my sister in the diner to laying on my back in Andy's van in the parking lot? How did I go from being a good and faithful wife only a year ago to having Andy mounting me in the back of his van -- his 11 inch cock moving in and out of me like a drill. His huge, swelling, warm balls bouncing off of my ass. My 34D boobs bouncing up and down while the van shaked and throbbed as Andy increased the speed of his fucking. When Andy looked down at me and I felt his cum shoot deep in my pussy, I thought it would never stop. What is happening to me? What has changed in me? What happened to my self control?

Reaching for my sunglasses I realize that -- wait -- where are my sunglasses? Hitting the brakes, I realize I left them on the counter inside the diner. That's right, that nice waitress, asked me what kind of sunglasses they were and I let her try them on. I forgot to put them back in my purse. Parking the car, I walk back in the diner.

The waitress, Cindy, was at the counter. She said, "I have your sunglasses." She was smiling, "I went to look for you in the parking lot and I did not see you. I must have just missed you." 

Cindy obviously did not look hard enough. I certainly was in the parking lot.

I said, "Thank you for holding them for me, I was half way home before I remembered that I left them here." I was smiling. 

Cindy smiled and said, "Someone is in a good mood today, it must be our coffee." 

I flushed a little. Was it obvious in my face that I just fucked the biggest cock I had ever seen? 

I was walking back to the door when I heard, "Mel, Mel! Over here." I looked over my shoulder and turned around. It was my husband sitting at a booth with another man who looked familiar, but I did not recognize. Oh my goodness -- how long has my husband been here? Does he know I was here? Did he see me fucking Andy in his van in the parking lot? I was flushed, but I walked over to the booth. I gathered my composure as I approached the men.

Smiling, "Hi honey, what are you doing here?" I asked. 

Alan got up and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm having lunch with a client - well I feel strongly that he will be our client soon!" my husband joked. 

The man stood up and held his hand out for me. He was about the same height as my husband, green eyes and brown hair. A very relaxing smile was on his face. "I'm Barry Klein, call me Barry." I shook his hand and smiled. Barry said, "I can say after meeting Alan's beautiful wife, that my company will most certainly be a client. Alan -- was this part of your plan? Having your wife walk in coincidently at this moment?" I flushed at the compliment. 

My husband put his arm around me and laughed, "No Barry, I had no idea. Melissa, I thought I saw your car in the parking lot -- I mentioned it to Barry as we were walking in." 

I hesitated, then I said, "I was having coffee with Robin and I ran to CVS with her. I left my sunglasses in here so I came back after she dropped me off." Smiling, I continued, "This just must be my lucky day!" I kissed my husband on the cheek and looked at Barry smiling. "I better run and leave you two boys so you can get back to business. I have to pick up the girls in an hour at the bus stop." 

Barry took my hand again and smiled, "It was a pleasure meeting you Melissa, I hope to see you again soon." I smiled and said goodbye.

As I drove home I thought, "Oh my! That was way too close!" I knew that the van must have been shaking as Andy was on top of me, fucking me with his huge cock. My husband could have looked in! His van was parked only three spots away from my car! I have to get help. My husband almost left me when he caught Jim on top of me in our bed. In our bed! If Alan ever catches me having sex with another man -- I will never be able to convince him to stay. I kept repeating in my head, "I love my husband, I want to be good. I love my husband, I want to be good."

When I got home, I calmed myself down by taking a shower. I had to wash the shame off of my body and out of my pussy. The hot water cascading over my body helped me find peace and calm down. As I soaped my huge boobs, I thought, "I am lucky to have what men like." As I spread moisturizer over my round but firm butt I thought of so many men who took the liberty to run their fingers over my ass while I was standing in line or on a crowded subway. There are worse problems to have. As I was drying myself off, I looked at my naked body in the foggy mirror. Hmm, I thought, "36 years old and men of all ages want to fuck me." I know I have to get help for this change in me -- this change that if making me feel so guilty. 

I got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I took Dr. King's card out of my pocketbook. I looked at the card. Robin said it is worth a try -- that Dr. King has helped a lot of people who are in similar situations like us. I picked up the phone and called the office.

A soft relaxing voice answered the phone. "Stony Brook Research Facility, this is Tina." 

I was not sure if I had the right number or not. I replied, "Hi, is this Dr. King's office? I was referred to his office by my sister and I wanted to make an appointment to see Dr. King." 

Tina said, "Dr. King is one of the research facilitators, but he is out of the country right now. Dr. Kruger is seeing Dr. King's patients. Would you like to make an appointment to see Dr. Kruger?" 

I was a little taken back, but I needed help -- immediately! I said, "Yes I would like to make an appointment; how soon can I get in?" 

Tina told me that I could get an appointment Friday morning, but the first appointment is very extensive so I should be prepared to be in the office for at least three to four hours. 

"Yes, I have the time as long as I can be home by 2:30 so I can get to the bus stop to pick up my kids." I said. 

Tina told me that I would be home before then and then she asked me for the purpose of my visit. I grew anxious and began to sweat a little. How can I answer that question over the phone -- much less to a woman I do not even know? "Mrs. Lester," Tina assured me, "The Stony Brook Research Facility is a specialized practice that deals with human sexuality. I understand your reticence to tell me, but I can tell you that you are not alone. We can help you." I felt relieved. Something in Tina's voice was reassuring and I started to feel better. 

I told Tina briefly about the change in me over that last year and how guilty I felt every time I lost control around a man. Tina was sympathetic and told me that there was nothing wrong with me and I should not feel bad or upset. She told me she looked forward to meeting me on Friday morning.

I hung up the phone and sat silently for a few minutes. Relief and help. I can finally get back to normal. I smiled and thought about how I would reward my husband tonight. I hope he will be rested and in the mood for a nice long night of bedroom romance. Then for some reason Barry popped into my mind. Those soft green eyes and easy smile. The tingling between my legs started again and I knew I had to get my mind off of Barry.

Friday morning came and I got my kids to the bus stop. I drove to Stony Brook Hospital and parked. I looked up. It was a beautiful September morning. I felt happy and confident that I would be a changed woman after this appointment. 

As I took the elevator up to the 9th floor, I remembered my sister Robin telling me in the diner, "Melissa, this is not what you will expect; but it will help you if you want it to." That was a curious thing for her to say. Robin said it helped her, but when I called her that morning, she sounded out of breath, like my call was a shock or something. I did not give it a second thought. I got off of the elevator and walked down the hall to Suite 909. I opened the door and walked in. What a comforting room, I thought. Soft green walls, soothing lighting, and the scent in the room; was that oranges? 

I walked to the desk and a woman named Andrea asked me to fill out a couple of forms while I waited. There was soft music playing that was unimposing but nice. I filled out the forms and returned them to Andrea. Andrea smiled and got up from her chair and walked in the offices. I noticed that Andrea was wearing very form fitting pink scrubs. She had such an inviting ass so perfectly shaped. Her butt moved like a ballet was playing as she walked -- the music -- yes it was from a ballet. Which one? I felt myself magnetized to the warm shape of her body. When the door closed, I snapped back from thought and felt myself flush. I walked to one of the couches and looked around. There were two men and one woman in the waiting room. All three were a little older than me and quietly reading magazines.

As I picked up a magazine, Andrea walked back to the waiting room and I noticed how pretty she was. She noticed me looking at her and she gave me a smile -- a sensual smile. Her top was low cut -- did I notice that before? I could not remember. I noticed Andrea doing something with some dials that were built into the desk. Maybe the radio or the music? Maybe the temperature -- it was feeling a little warm in here.

As I looked at the magazine selection, I noticed that there were pornographic magazines in the selection. I choose a parenting magazine, but I noticed the man sitting across from me was reading a Playboy magazine. I was a little uncomfortable because I could feel him looking at me from time to time. Then it happened. Once again, that change in me. I needed help so badly. For some reason, I felt flushed and very excited sitting across from the room from this man who was reading a Playboy magazine. If we were alone I would probably be in trouble again. What is happening? I do not know this man. He is attractive, but no more than many men that I know and see every day. He certainly is less attractive than my husband. Why am I so aroused? I looked up at Andrea who was watching me. She smiled and adjusted some of the dials on her desk. I wanted to leave. I am a lost cause. 

Andrea picked up the phone and then she said to me, "Mrs. Lester, please come this way." She slid a card through a scanner and the door opened. Then she said, "Tina will take you to the examination room. It was nice meeting you." 

I smiled, hardly able to stand without shaking. Andrea was certainly a beautiful woman. So sensuous and sexy. Wow -- what an effect it was having on me.

Tina looked at my chart and smiled, "Hi Mrs. Lester; how are you this morning? We spoke on the phone this week." 

I said, "Yes I remember. You were so nice and assuring Tina. I want to tell you that I really appreciate it. By the way, please call me Melissa." 

Tina had on a white doctor's jacket and a stethoscope around her neck. I wondered if Tina was a doctor too? Tina took me to a room and closed the door. She handed me a bundle of clothing. "Melissa, please take off your clothes and put these on. You may lay your clothes over the chair. This room will be locked so don't worry about your belongings." 

I looked at the bundle. It was a pink satin bathrobe and white satin panties. I asked, "Tina, can I leave on my panties?" 

Tina answered, "You need to wear these please. We have to control all areas of the environment to make sure our results are accurate. Your panties are not from our facility." She smiled, "I think these will be comfy. You will find that they are the right size." I smiled and Tina left. 

I took my clothes off and laid them over the chair. My panties were wet. Oh my goodness -- is this change going to dominate my life now? I put on the facility's panties and the pink bathrobe. The panties were white cotton bikinis. Tina was right about the size. I sat down in a nice comfortable chair and waited for no more than a minute. Tina returned. Her timing was perfect. It was almost as if she knew I was dressed.

Tina said to me, "Melissa, what you are experiencing is something that we have started to see more often over the last six years. It is rare and we were able to get a grant to start researching these symptoms. Dr. Kruger will give you more information and answer all of your questions." She smiled at me, "The first step is to check and monitor your body temperature." Great -- one hour of thermometers in and out of my mouth. 

Tina pulled a plastic bag out of the drawer. It was filled with white strips of paper. She opened the bag and said, "I am going to stick these temperature monitors on certain parts of your body. They are not uncomfortable and you will get used to them. I need to check on how different parts of your body react to certain stimuli. By monitoring your body temperature, we can come up with a plan to help you."

Tina emptied the bag on a white cloth and smiled, "Melissa, please take your robe of and sit on this table." I laid my robe on top of the table and sat next to it. The table looked cold, but was surprisingly warm and comfortable. Tina placed the first strip just under my right boob. As Tina lifted my boob with her warm fingers, I felt like mini-shocks were hitting my spine. Then she did the same with my left boob. Tina made small talk and placed a strip on my lower back, my neck, my wrist, my inner thighs, and the bottom of my feet. 

Then she asked me to stand up. Tina said, "Almost done Melissa. Turn around for me." I did and I felt Tina pull my panties down a little and place a strip on each of my ass cheeks. "One more to go!" I turned around and Tina looked at me. Maybe she was looking for my reaction. Tina looked down and pulled the front of my panties down. "Melissa, this may be uncomfortable at first, but you will get used to it." She took a six inch strip and placed it between my legs and it reached up to the top of my pubic hair. Tina softly moved her fingers up and down the length of the strip to make sure it stayed in place. I actually let out a gasp as she did this. Softly Tina said, "That's normal Melissa, you are doing great." 

Then she pointed to about four TV monitors. "I want you to lay back on the table and watch these monitors." Tina pressed a button and the table lifted to a 45 degree angle so I could watch the monitors in comfort. "I will be back in 15 or 20 minutes to check on you. If you need anything, press this button and a nurse will come in." She smiled and patted my hand. Then she left the room.

One of the video screens came on. A slow glow then a pattern of red and blue. It was moving and slowly the colors were throbbing like paint sprays. Another screen came on and it was a video of the waiting room. I saw Andrea and I saw the man who I remember was reading Playboy magazine. Andrea got up and left the room again. Her sexy ass popped into my mind again. Then the man looked around and moved the magazine. The camera moved in -- zooming in and -- my goodness! He unzipped his pants and his cock was erect. He looked around and started to slowly masturbate. In the waiting room! 

Then the screens went blank. A few seconds later, Tina opened the door. She looked happy and said, "How are we doing?" 

My mouth was open and I looked at her. I was starting to sweat. She opened my robe and turned the lights down. An infrared light came on for a few seconds and then the lights came back on. Tina said, "Melissa, can you please take off your robe and lay on your stomach?" I did. 

The lights lowered again and then came the infrared. After a few seconds Tina said, "I just need to check a couple of things." Tina ran her hand across my ass like she was rubbing it. Then she put her hand on the small of my back. "Melissa, can you lay on your back for me?" I did and Tina rested her hands on the strips under my boobs. Then she moved her hand to my panties and moved her hand up and down then between my legs. I closed my eyes and lifted my knees a little. Tina said, "OK, Melissa, watch the screens and I will be back in 15 minutes. Are you OK?"

After a few seconds the screens slowly came back on. I watched the colors wash across the screen and then two screens came on. One displayed the man in the waiting room stroking his cock -- faster now and the other screen showed Andrea leaning over the desk. I was thinking -- what kind of help is this? Then I realized that the orange scent I noticed in the waiting room was seeping into the exam room. 

Then it happened. I started to get warm all over. I felt the tingle between my legs and I started to fantasize about giving that man a handjob. Look at his cock! If I could only get dressed and make my way back into the waiting room. I bet I could convince him to take a walk down the hall and . . . 

Then the other camera zoomed in on Andrea. She appeared to be changing. The smell or oranges. It was so nice and relaxing. I felt my hand slip between my thighs as Andrea started to take her scrubs off. Her pants lowered and I saw her perfect ass covered by pink silk panties - Victoria Secret! I know the panties well. I spread my legs and moved my fingers lightly over my crotch. I was so wet now. The smell of oranges was so relaxing. I began to fantasize about laying in a nice big bed with the man from the waiting room and Andrea. Kissing Andrea and touching that perfect sexy ass. Oh what I would do with her!

Slowly the screens went dark again and I was close to an orgasm. A few seconds later, Tina came back in the room and asked me to stand up and take my robe off. This time she left the room and the room went dark. The infrared light came back on for about 30 seconds. Then the lights came back on and Tina came back in the room. 

She said, "We are through with the first exam Melissa. Let me take the strips off." Smiling, she started to remove all of the strips. Tina's hands were so soft and warm. It was obvious that my pussy was dripping when her hands went into my pants -- but I did not care. Tina handed me a towel and told me there was a shower in the next room. I could shower and dress. She would be back in a little while.

I took a quick shower and cleaned myself off. I dried off and got dressed. Then the smell of oranges came in again. I smiled and felt nice. Tina came back in and said Dr. Kruger was ready for me. I followed her out of the room and down the hall. She opened the door and I saw a nice man in his late 50s walk over to me and shake my hand. 

"Melissa, I'm Dr. Kruger, please sit down." He motioned to a couch and I sat down. Tina walked behind the desk and Dr. Kruger sat down next to me. 

"How are you feeling right now Melissa?" He asked me as if he was examining me. 

"I feel alright I guess, a little warm maybe, and why do I smell oranges every now and then?" I asked. 

Dr. Kruger said, "That is normal, we pipe it in the rooms to relax our patients. I will get back to that later. Melissa, I have some video to show you. We had cameras on you for the last hour and they show some very interesting results." 

Tina clicked a remote and the screen showed me in the waiting room. It showed me from the front. Then the video turned strange colors. My image turned into a mixture of tan, brown, and red. 




The Change in Melissa Ch. 05



Feeling fresh and strangely, reborn, I stopped at the grocery store on the way home from the clinic. I looked at my watch -- I still had 90 minutes before I had to be at the bus stop to pick up my daughters from school. What an experience! Did it really happen? I know it did. Tina brought me to one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever experienced. Smiling, I thought, she sure is sexy -- such a hot turn on. I wonder why I did not notice how sexy she was sooner? I recalled that I had been with my share of women -- mostly in college. Thinking some more, there have been others. I remembered my girlfriend Amy, the one I set up with Jim. About a year ago after a bottle of wine -- but that was mostly kissing. After almost running over a little old man with my grocery cart, I snapped back to life.

"Oh excuse me, I wasn't looking where I was going." I apologized to the man. He looked at me and scowled, then he did a double take. Looking at my 34D boobs and not my brown eyes, he smiled and said, "oh that's OK Missy -- don't give it another thought." I smiled back. 

As I walked up the frozen aisle, I remembered I needed to speak to my sister. I had to tell her about my appointment and ask Robin if she experienced the same "therapy" as I did. As I opened my bag to get my phone, I felt a smack across my ass. I dropped my phone in my bag and turned around. It was the little old man that I almost ran over in with my shopping cart. He was smiling and he said, "Sorry Missy but I wanted to get your attention!" I stared at him is disbelief. Did this, I'm not sure, maybe 70 year old man just slap my ass in the frozen food aisle in Waldbaums?

He said, "Sorry Missy, my name is Sam and you are about the sexiest woman I have ever seen. And I am 74 years old. Missy, I have seen women all over the world. I was in Paris in . . ." I did not really hear everything he was saying to me -- I was still shocked. As Sam was talking he pulled his wallet out and took out a hundred dollar bill. I heard him speaking again, "I have one hundred dollars for you if you come to my house for an hour!"

Was this man offering to pay me for sex? Suddenly my cell rang and I turned around and took it out of my bag. "Hello?" I said a little harried.

"Melissa?" It was my sister Robin. What a coincidence -- and what perfect timing. "I left a message for you about an hour ago, but you must still have been in your appointment. So Mel, did it help at all?"

I giggled a little and asked Robin if she could meet me for coffee after dinner. "Robin, I have so much to tell you, it was such an awakening. I feel so -- well I cannot describe it," I said. 

Robin told me that she was showing houses this afternoon but she should be finished by dinnertime. She wanted to have dinner with her family but she could probably have coffee at about 7:30 or so.

I hung up and put my cell back in my pocketbook. I heard some noise behind me. The old man -- I almost forgot about him. I turned around and I saw Sam getting yelled at by a little old woman. Probably his wife. She was pretty -- for an older woman. These older men -- they always want younger pussy. Whenever I feel stray hands across my boobs or ass -- it is usually an older man with a wedding ring on. Oh well. 

I felt so wonderful that afternoon. I picked up my girls, they did their homework as I made dinner. We talked and laughed. I felt so lucky. A wonderful family. A loving husband and two beautiful daughters. Today I felt like I would begin to have some control over this change in me. I felt so relieved.

After dinner, my daughters helped me clean up and I asked my husband if it was OK if I met my sister for coffee at the diner. He said it was fine then when my daughters left the kitchen my husband come up to me and held me close. He kissed my ear and said I looked so beautiful. He nibbled my earlobe and told me not to be too long at the diner if he knew what he meant. I did -- his semi-hard cock was pushing against my tummy. 

I smiled and told him I would be worth the wait tonight -- to make sure he was ready for me -- to get the girls in the bath and in bed before I got home -- probably around 8:45 or 9:00. He did not even reply. The girls would be in bed.

I called my sister and there not answer -- it went right to voice mail. I got in the car and drove to the diner. My sister's phone was not working too well. Also, she would not take my call if she was showing a house. She would call if there was a delay. Besides, I was looking forward to a piece of their cheesecake.

As I pulled into the parking lot, my cell rang -- it was Robin. She was going to be a little late I bet. I answered, "Hi Robin."

I heard her say in a low and hurried voice, "I need you to do something for me -- just do it please. I was with you tonight OK? I was showing you a couple of new listings -- just me and you. Near Northport. Then we went to the diner for coffee. Rob (Robin's husband -- weird I know) is going to call you and ask about it. Just do it OK?"

I giggled, "Ok Robin -- sure. Oh wait, when is Rob going to call?"

Robin interrupted me, "I have to go Mel, bye." She hung up. That was odd. What was this all about? Oh well, I need some cheesecake.

Three hours earlier - Northport, NY

Robin has been showing this couple houses all afternoon. Every house the husband likes, the wife cannot stand. She does not have to be so bitchy about it. I mean -- if you do not like the house -- keep looking. Why does she have to humiliate her husband? Robin had met quite a few wives like this. This one was nice most of the day. She was pretty and much younger that her husband. She was maybe late 20s, neat blond hair, slim and sexy. Her husband was closer to Robin's age, mid 40s. Robin thought it was probably his second, maybe third wife. The sexy young wife will get whatever she wants -- Robin had seen couples like this many times before.

About 5 in the afternoon the pretty young wife said she had a session with her personal trainer and she had to go. She told her husband if he promised not to buy any "wrong" houses, he should look at a few more and call her after her workout. The pretty young wife kissed her husband and got in their car and left.

Robin took the husband, Chris, in her car. On the way to the next house, they stopped for a cup of coffee at a diner near the neighborhood. Robin saw that he was attractive and very nice. Chris apologized for his wife's behavior. They were recently married and he needed a house not too far from his first' wife's house where his two children lived. The pretty young wife, Leah, wanted to live in Connecticut but Chris insisted that they live near his children.

Robin listened carefully. This was part of her job. Listen and find out who the decision maker was. Although Robin was sure it was the pretty young wife in this case, it was clear that Chris, staying on Long Island to be near his children, was going to make this decision. 

Robin also noticed how attractive Chris was as they had their coffee. Even -- well very sexy. Robin could feel a stirring in her flesh. She actually closed her legs tight to control this obvious sexual desire. He is such a nice man and such a caring father. Robin could feel a wetness now. Tonight? No not tonight. Robin still had to be home to make dinner and meet Melissa for coffee later on. Melissa had her first therapy session and would need to talk about it.

Wait -- Robin probably did not have to worry. This man was married to a sexy blonde woman almost 20 years younger than him. Robin was 44 years old and married with three daughters. 

Robin looked and listened to Chris. Robin was wearing a black Pierre Cardin suit with a simple loose flowing skirt and a white silk blouse under the jacket. She had to be careful covering her 36DD boobs when she was around married couples. Once, when Robin was starting out in real estate 15 years ago, she figured her boobs, one of her best assets, would help house sales. What man would not want to buy from a woman with a sexy smile and big boobs? Men always lived in the fantasy that they could somehow sleep with her. Well -- this was before Robin started to experience the change about 8 years ago.

Robin realized that women were not happy that their husbands spent most of the time flirting with her and staring at her huge boobs. This probably cost many sales. Robin found that when she showed houses to couples, less cleavage was better.

Robin heard a buzzing coming from her pocketbook. She heard it again. She said to Chris, "do you hear something? That buzzing noise?" Chris smiled and said he did. Robin looked in her bag and took out her cell. She picked it up, "Hello? Hello?" 

"Robin?" a voice came over the phone -- it was her husband, Rob. Her husband told her that she did not disconnect after the last call, that he could hear her and was trying to get her attention that she was still connected.

Robin said, "Sorry honey, this phone keeps doing that. I better get a new one. One of these days, I am going to stay connected with a potential buyer and he will hear what I really think about him." Robin smiled at Chris and nodded her head kiddingly. She told her husband that she had a few more houses to show and she would be home later. Robin hung up and checked her phone -- it was definitely disconnected. 

Robin and Chris looked at two more houses. In the first house, when they were in the master bedroom, Robin could feel that Chris was standing closer to her than before. In the second house, she felt hat his hands "accidently" grazed across her ass two or three times. This started to get Robin really excited. But what would this man, with a 20 something skinny blonde wife at home want with her?

On the way to the next house, Robin called her husband to tell him that this would be the last house and she would be home soon. A car horn startled her and Robin realized she had a green light. She put her cell in her bag and said to Chris, "Sorry, this is why using a cell while driving is dangerous."

Robin and Chris walked the rooms in the house and went upstairs to the master suite. Wow, Robin thought. A fireplace and a wine refrigerator in the bedroom? Naked statues - and -- a mirror on the ceiling? This couple must really enjoy themselves up here. Robin put her bag down on the dresser and took her cell out to call her husband again.

Suddenly Robin heard Chris call out, "Oh no -- I can't believe this!" 

Robin told her husband that she had to go and would call back. She put her phone on the dresser and went to see what happened.

Robin walked in to the bathroom and saw Chris with the shower on and a soaked shirt and most of his pants wet. Chris said, "I can't believe this, I wanted to test the water pressure, and this side jet came on. I'm so embarrassed!" 

Robin told Chris not to worry. The owners were in Europe and she would throw his clothes in the dryer. They would be dry in 45 minutes. Robin went in the bedroom and came out with a silk robe with a Japanese art design on it. Robin said "This happens more that you think. Change and put this robe on. Call your wife and tell her you will be home in an hour. But -- maybe you should not tell her what happened." She smiled.

Chris changed and Robin took the clothes to the basement and in the dryer. Robin came back upstairs and saw Chris sitting in a chair in the master bedroom. He was opening a bottle of wine and pouring a glass. "Will you join me while we wait for my clothes to dry?" He asked.

Robin smiled, "Sure -- why not." And she thought, a glass or two of wine might just sell this house. Robin walked over to Chris, took a glass and sat on the foot of the bed. As she looked around the room, Robin began to think that this room was practically a shrine to sex. The statues, the mirrors, the fireplace. Yes -- a man with a young trophy wife would love a house with a master bedroom like this. Robin was beginning to feel carried away with the wine and the sexuality from this love nest.

Chris asked, "Are you OK Robin?"

Robin came back to life and looked at him. She took another sip of her wine and smiled. "Yes -- sorry -- I kind of drifted away for a minute. So, Chris, do you think this is the right house for you and your new wife?"

Chris stated that this was the best house he had seen all day. He felt really comfortable here -- especially in this bedroom. He felt like it was his house already.

To pass the time, Robin asked Chris how he met his new wife. He told her that his marriage was practically over anyway and then he met Leah -- she was a friend of one of the girls who worked in his office. She was young and exciting. She could talk about so many subjects. Chris found a light inside of him that had for so long been turned off. His wife, was really only filling his bed and not any other interest in his life. But Leah -- W-O-W -- he felt 20 years younger.

Robin listened and finished her wine. Chris was a very interesting man and a very good storyteller. Robin laid her empty glass on the bedside table and decided to lay down on the bed. She had forgotten about the mirrored ceiling. She smiled as she looked up and saw herself in her black skirt and white silk blouse. Her long hair splayed across the bed. She smiled -- she felt naughty.

Chris saw Robin smiling and walked over to the bed. He filled Robin's glass some more and said, "I bet you think I'm a crazy old fool right? Falling for some young hot thing and leaving my wife?"

Robin looked up and knew better than to answer a question like that. Chris was a nice man and -- well quite sexy -- but there was a 3% commission on the line. The wrong answer could hurt her livelihood.

Robin got up a little on her side and said, "It is not my place to judge -- do you love your ex-wife?"

Chris said, "With all of my heart, I just could not live that life any more -- it was hurting both of us. We actually get along much better now than the last five years we were married."

Robin smiled and said, "Well, then you are a lucky man -- you have the best of both. A great relationship with the mother of your son and a sexy young woman to - well . . " Robin winked. She was feeling a little drunk and very playful.

Chris said he was glad he got this chance to talk with Robin. Chris confided that as sexy as Leah was, he was really attracted to his ex wife. She may not be as young, but she was a woman -- the kind of woman that really excited him deep inside.

As Robin listened and stared at Chris, she thought she saw the robe open. Yes -- the robe was open! As Robin listened, she could see the cut of his body, his pubic hair just above the horizon of the mattress. Robin could feel a vibration stirring between her legs. She just stared at Chris and nearly tried to will him closer. 

Then Robin tried to remember when she told her husband she would be home. She looked at her cell phone two feet away on the night table. I wonder what time it is right now?

Chris looked at Robin for a few seconds. Look at her --he thought. This is a real woman. Look at those huge tits, laying on a bed right in front of him. As his eyes moved up and down her body, he found his excitement rising. His open robe was now exposing a hard on that was pointing straight up.

As Robin was watching the open robe, lying on her side, she did not miss Chris' excitement. As he became aroused, the head of his cock became visible. Robin was a gonner now. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before this client of hers, this man married to a 25 year old hottie, would be fucking her. Robin had had this same thought so many times just before it happened. And how many times had it happened in the last seven or eight years? She could not think right now. All she could focus on was how to make this man feel pleasure with her body.

Chris broke her thoughts by saying that he was a little embarrassed that his excitement was so quick and obvious, but he would not apologize for how he was feeling right now. He told Robin that he has watched her ass walking up stairs in front of him all day. Now that he was nearly naked in a robe with her lying on the bed so close to him, that either he had to fuck her or masturbate right now.

Robin looked up at Chris's eyes, then down to his cock. Back up to his eyes and back to his cock.

Chris found this erotic -- this woman with these curves moving her face with indecision. He stepped closer until his cock was practically brushing against her lips.

Robin knew what he wanted -- what all men wanted. She opened her lips, looked up at Chris and slowly licked her lips a few times. Then she took her tongue and licked the soft underside of his cock. She moved her head and ran her tongue up to the firm and soft head then down just where his cock met his balls. When she moved her tongue up again, her eyes met Chris's. Robin kissed the tip and asked him, "Is this what you want?"

Chris smiled and moaned, "Yessss Robin, from the moment I saw your moist lips a few days ago, I wanted to feel them around my cock. I was really hoping that I would be fucking your face soon." 

With that said, Robin opened her lips and took the tip in her mouth. She ran her tongue under his cock as she opened her mouth wider and encouraged Chris to move in and out of her mouth.

As Chris began to slowly move his hips, he began to unbutton Robin's blouse. Each button at a time of this soft silk blouse and then the treasures were visible. Two DDs being held by a white lace bra. Chris began to move his cock in and out of Robin's mouth faster as he started to massage Robin's massive boobs. They were so heavy in his hands. Chris thought, "Now this is a real woman. This is a woman made for sex. A woman made to give a man pleasure. Look at this body, these huge tits, these legs, this ass -- oh my god, I can't wait to get my hands on her ass." Chris was imagining what pleasure awaited them as he watched his cock move in and out of Robin's moist sexy lips.

Then Chris thought he heard a TV or something on -- short audio bursts. He could not think about that right now.

As Robin took more and more of Chris's cock in her mouth she thought she heard the same TV somewhere in the house. Was a radio on? Who cared. Chris' touch on Robin's boobs and his cock moving in and out of her mouth was making her very excited. Her panties were soaked and she parted her legs as she felt Chris's hands unbuttoning and unzipping her skirt. Robin gave her ass a lift as Chris slowly pulled her skirt off. She kind of wiggled her ass as Chris's hands removed her skirt and panties from her body.

As Chris pulled his hard cock free from Robin's lips, it almost made a popping sound, like a tight seal was broken. Chris let the robe slide off and climbed on the bed in this room celebrating human sexuality. He pulled Robin up and looked into her eyes. She looked so sexy and dizzy -- so lost in excitement. He kissed her and their mouths became one mass of moisture. Their hands moved all over each other's body. Chris's hands found Robin's ass -- it was better than he imagined all day. He could not wait until he was behind her and holding this sexy ass as he fucked her from behind. 

Their hot sexually charged bodies became entangled. Touching, feeling, probing, wet warm entanglement. They moved as one back and forth with no thought or plan -- only gravity and their lust moving them all over the bed. The sound of their sexuality was primal. The two bodies were moaning, whispering, giggling, sucking, and slurping. The only sound that was not primal was the static sound coming from somewhere in the house. It sounded clear, then distant. Possibly the sound was, Heyyyyyy, heloooooooo." Then at times maybe, "Robinnnnnn? Heloooooo?" But it made no difference. These two bodies were in heat like two animals caught in mating.




The Change in Melissa Ch. 06



Melissa sat in a booth at the diner and waited for Robin to show up. But Melissa could not wait for what she really wanted so she ordered two pieces of cheesecake and two decafs. As she ordered, she heard her cell vibrate. Melissa looked at her phone – it was her brother. 

Melissa answered, "Hello?"

A very controlled voice came over the line, "Melissa, this is Rob . . ." There was a little pause.

Melissa followed her sister's request and was ready for any question. "Hi Rob, are you checking up on my sister?" She asked playfully.

Rob asked, "Melissa . . . have you been with Robin tonight?"

Melissa responded in her feline like voice that men always found erotic, "Ohhh you are checking up on my sister aren't you? Rob sweetie, what do you think we were doing all evening, hmmmm?" 

Rob did find Melissa very exciting. Kind of a younger, tighter, sexier version of his wife, but he was very hurt and angry right now – he focused and listened very carefully to his sister. 

"Melissa," Rob said firmly, "The reason I want to know is that – well tonight . . ." How could Rob say this about his wife – to her sister?

Robin walked in the diner and saw Melissa at the booth. Robin saw that Melissa was on her cell and mouthed "Rob?" and Melissa nodded. Robin sat down very quietly – almost as if her husband could see her over the cell. She listened very carefully to Melissa and watched her sister's face for any clues.

Rob continued, "Melissa, there is only one way to say this. I think Robin was having sex with another man tonight." He felt dizzy and a little sick after the words came out of his mouth. It was almost as if it is now true since he heard the words come out of his mouth. Rob wiped his forehead as he began to sweat.

Melissa was speechless as she listened to her brother. She looked at Robin with her mouth open a little. Melissa mouthed to Robin, "You fucked some man tonight?"

Robin nodded yes and shook her head. She motioned Melissa to continue and cover for her. Robin realized her future was in her sister's hands now. Melissa was smart – she would come up with something believable. Still – Robin was nervous.

Melissa got her composure back. She could do this. After all, had she not gotten out of a worse situation with her own husband? When her neighbor Jim (chapter 1) was on top of her – fucking her in her bed while her husband walked in. Yes – Jim started to cum just at the time her husband started yelling at her. Melissa's husband looking down at her – his naked wife looking back up at her husband – at the same time another man moan's her name and begins to cum – empty his full balls – into her excited pussy!  Yes – Melissa could handle her brother.

Melissa said, "Rob!" short and hushed. Looking around as if she needed to add a visual to her deception. "Rob . . . now what makes you think my sister was having sex with another man?" Melissa's voice was accusatory. For a brief second, Melissa thought it sounded phony but when Rob responded she was sure she used the right tactic.

Rob said, "Melissa, I can't be sure, but well Robin's phone does not always hang up. I am sure I heard her moaning . . ." Rob's voice was dry, but he continued, "moaning in sexual excitement. I was sure I heard a man's voice saying her name over and over. Melissa – I am sure of it. What else could have it been?" 

Melissa looked at Robin. Robin shrugged her shoulders.

Melissa said in her cell, "Listen Rob," again, in her kittenish playful voice, "it must have been cross talk or something. I have been with Robin since about 4:30 this afternoon. Robin was looking at a new house – a new listing and you know she does not like to go to an empty house by herself." This was believable because Melissa often went to houses with her sister. Rob knew this. 

Melissa smiled at Robin. She decided to get Rob off his suspicion. She winked at her sister and said quietly in the phone, "Rob, what exactly did you hear in the phone? What kind of moaning? Did it sound anything like this? Melissa shook her head apologetically to her sister and moaned in the phone, quietly, "ooooh yesssss that's it – that feels sooooooo gooddddddddd, baby fuck me yesssssss fuck me nowwwwww." Melissa had no idea what Rob had heard over the cell, but it probably would not matter.

Rob was shocked. He did not expect this from Melissa. He felt blood rushing to his cock and he realized he was actually touching himself as he was talking with Melissa. Her voice was so sensual and sexy. Rob had masturbated many times over the years thinking about his sister. Oh god – how he would love to fuck her. Such a perfect ass and those boobs. Not as big as Robin's but so sexy.

As Rob was nearly speechless, Melissa realized her tactic had worked. She decided to close. Suddenly a perfect idea sprang into her mind and she smiled. She noticed two men staring at her and Robin. One of the men smiled back.

Melissa decided to speak a little quieter into the phone. "Rob, at the house we saw, there was a number of porno movies in the master bedroom. Robin was annoyed, but I slipped one in and played it. It was a man and a woman really going at it. It was so loud. I think that you may have heard the movie. I forgot to turn it off and after we left the house, Robin realized she forgot her phone in the house. We had to go back to get it – and thank god we did. I forgot to turn off the video."

Melissa caught her breath and said, "I think you heard the movie. I was with Robin and I did not see her have sex with any men today – not one time!" She giggled so Rob would see the ridiculousness of his suspicion. Melissa knew the effect of her giggle on men. She was sure her story had worked.

Rob was flushed, sweating, horny and frustrated. He said, Mel, you must be right. I am so embarrassed that I even had this conversation with you. I don't know what to say." His heart was beating rapidly.

Melissa smiled at her sister. It worked. Melissa knew it would. Men would believe anything. "It's OK Rob, but it's kind of funny. I can't wait to tell Robin – if it is OK with you?"

Rob said, "Maybe it is better that you tell her that we talked. I screamed at her about an hour ago. You can smooth it over for me ok?"

Melissa said, "It will be my pleasure. She should be here any minute. Hey – do you want to meet us at the diner?" Playfully, Melissa added in her porn star voice, "I really want you to cummm yesssss cummmmmm!"

Rob could barely speak. After a few seconds he laughed and said he was not in the mood but thanks anyway. He said goodbye and thanks for the help. He hung up. Rob then locked the bedroom door, and lay on the bed. He felt his hard cock in his hand and slowly stroked himself as he thought about Melissa. As he thought about her body, the sexiness of her voice as she played a porn actress cumming over the phone. In just a few minutes his cum was shooting out of his cock . . . .

Melissa smiled at her sister. "I think he bought the whole story Robin. But just to be on the safe side, I think you better be very – and I mean VERY pleasing when you two climb into bed tonight." As Melissa heard herself give this advice, she felt flushed. Maybe she was just getting caught up in the story – but Rob was certainly a good looking man.

Robin looked down then up at her sister. "Melissa, you need to learn to keep your voice down – that porn star act had those two men over there looking at us. Thanks so much for your help. I can't believe that my husband heard another man screwing me."

Melissa was very interested in this story. "Robin, what happened? I mean – how did this happen?"

Robin sipped her coffee. "Well I can't believe this but you better than anyone knows what and how it happened." Robin told her sister the PG 13 version of the story. Occasionally Robin flushed at certain points in the story. Melissa knew that these were very good parts; maybe even orgasmic parts of the story.

As Melissa listened to her sister she privately smiles and occasionally gasped! The men at the other table looked over and one, with brown hair with some grey, smiled. He looked familiar – maybe not. After all, Melissa was in this diner a couple of times a week.

When Robin finished she smiled. "Mel, I was so lucky today. I was in such a panic. I am sure that I was busted!" She giggled. "I can't believe your story. How did you come up with a porn video? What is going on in that head of yours?"

Melissa smiled, "if you only knew." She continued, "Hey, I wanted to tell you about my therapy appointment. I cannot believe that place! I think I found the solution to my problem," lowering her voice and looking at her sister, "our problem."

Melissa spent the next 30 minutes telling Robin about her therapy and the erotic massage at the end. Robin listened to her little sister and kind of sighed a little. Robin was hoping that Melissa, and their other sister, Karen, would be spared this family curse that Robin found their mother also possessed.

When Melissa came to the part of fucking the man at the end of her session she asked her sister, "Does this happen all of the time? I mean, this man had a hard on that was not going to stop unless he released his sexuality."

Robin said, "Not all of the time but quite often." Then Robin smiles, "It's nice right? I mean so exciting?"

Melissa nodded and sighed. The man again – who is he?

Robin then told her sister, "Mel, did they tell you that all of the members of the group help out from time to time?"

Melissa said they had told her that. However, Melissa confessed that she was not sure what they meant by helping out. She figured that since the man in the lobby needed to have sex, and Melissa was happy to accommodate him, that she was helping.

Robin said that it was something like that. They chatted some more and finished their coffee. As they got up, Melissa reminded Robin that she had to be very grateful in bed tonight. Robin smiled and hugged her sister. 

As they walked to the counter to pay their check, Melissa looked back and noticed the man sitting near them was gone. Both men were gone. Did she notice them leave? What difference did it make, Melissa thought. She was better off not thinking about it.  She told her husband she would only be an hour or an hour and a half. She looked at her watch – she would be home before that.

In the parking lot Melissa kissed her sister good night and said, "Are you busy on Saturday? Maybe you, Rob, and my nieces can come for dinner. I will make ziti and salad."

Robin said it sounded like a good idea and she would call her.

Melissa got into her car and drove home. It started to rain. Melissa noticed that her gas was low. She looked out the windshield and thought, "It's raining. This can wait until tomorrow." As she drove on, she remembered she was in her husband's car. Why make him get gas when he had to leave so early in the morning to fight traffic into the city. A little rain won't hurt her.

Melissa pulled into the 7-11 and pulled up to the pump. As she got out of the car she could feel the wind blowing the rain against her cheek. The coverage at the pumps could not help against this wind. Melissa looked down. Her tee shirt was getting soaked. She went to the pump and ran her credit card through the reader. When she glanced over, she saw a man pumping gas in the next lane. Melissa did a double take and saw it was the man from the diner. One of the two men sitting at the table close to her and her sister. He was looking at Melissa and she smiled at him.

Melissa looked up again and the man was looking at her – he smiled but he was obviously looking at her breasts. With this rain it must have seemed like a wet tee shirt contest. Her 34Ds wet and her tee shirt sticking against her. 

The man finally broke the silence. "Hi, . . .Melissa?" He was still smiling.

Melissa looked and said, "Yes, that's right." She tried to remember him. Yes – he was at the diner and he was looking at her and Robin for a ½ hour, but there was something else - something else familiar about this man. Melissa could not remember – not at this point.

"Joe? Joe Laruffa? I used to live around the corner from your family when you were in high school. I graduated with your sister Robin," He said. "My parents were Joe and Marie. I remember your mom and dad – how are they?"

Melissa thought, "Now I remembered Joe – Wow do I remember Joe. If he only knew what I knew about him – or even worse – what I wanted to know when I was in high school." She smiled and said, "Oh my god – yessss Joe – how are you? I remember your mom and dad too – so nice your dad . . ." Melissa stopped short – a memory of Joe's dad leaving her house when she came home from school. Joe's dad whispering to her mom as he left the house in the afternoons. She thought, "My god – was his dad one of the men who use to screw my mom?"

Joe said, "They are good, they still live in the same house. How are your parents?"

"My dad passed away about 10 years ago. My mom is in Florida – she is happy – she loves it. She comes up a couple of times a year to see her granddaughters." As she spoke to Joe, she felt a tingle between her legs. Joe was moving his eyes from Melissa's very wet t-shirt to her eyes. Melissa was feeling combination of mature sexual excitement and little girl first crush tingling. 

As they were making some small talk and reminiscing, Melissa knew her nipples were stiffening. There was an indescribable change is Joe's eyes. Suddenly, Joe said, "Melissa – I have to tell you - you have the nicest tits I have ever seen. I am sorry for being so blunt, but your tee shirt is wet and I watched your beautiful tits since I was younger. I don't think I'm wrong, but I heard you giving phone sex in the diner and your nipples are so stiff right now. I bet you are as horny as I am."

Joe stopped speaking and looked around and as no one was around except us - two fools in the rain, he lowered his sweat pants down a little bit to show me the tip of a very erect cock. Melissa looked at this excited penis. An erection that she caused. Then she thought, "I was almost gone. I almost made it home. I just had to stop for gas. If I would have let my husband fill the car in the morning, I would not be staring at and desire this man's cock. This is what I get for being a considerate wife."

Joe broke the silence and her thoughts. "Melissa, there is a park-n-ride by the LIE. Follow me there – please. I know you are feeling what I am feeling."

Melissa watched Joe get into his truck and she got into her car. Like she was in a cloud, Melissa followed his F150 to the park-n-ride. He parked in an area away from the other cars. Melissa pulled into the spot next to him and got out of the car. She thought, "I do not want Joe in my husband's car. " As she walked to the passenger side of his pick-up, Melissa noticed about ½ dozen pairs of cars scattered in different parts of the nearly empty and dark parking lot.

Melissa opened the door and climbed in. She shut the door and thought, "How did I get here? All Joe had to do was compliment me, tell me he loved my boobs, and show me his hard on. And here I am in his truck. What is wrong with me?"

Joe said, "Melissa I can't believe how horny I am right now. I mean look!" Joe pulled the elastic of his sweat pants back and his excited and very hard cock stood straight up. Melissa looked at Joe's cock. It was smaller than her husbands, but it looked very nice and inviting. It looked almost majestic and stately. It looked like it had a personality of its own, like it was smiling and inviting her to play.

Melissa leaned over and touched Joe's hard on. It was warm and hard in her small hand. She just held it for a few seconds and then slowly stroked it.

Joe softly moaned and tilted his seat back. "Oooooooohhhhh yessssssssss," he moaned as this married woman stroked his cock. She looked up at him for a few seconds and thought, "Men really get pleasure from me. I mean, listen to him. My voice, my smile, my body, my hands are making this man moan with pleasure. Is that the meaning of my life? Is this me?"

Joe whispered his pleasure and Melissa decided to get intimate with the excitement of touching Joe's hard penis. She said softly as she slowly let go of Joe's cock, "Pull your sweats and boxers all the way down to your ankles. I want to," she kisses his thigh," touch as much," she kissed the tip of his erection, "of you as I can!"

Joe spared no time lifting his ass up out of the seat and sliding his sweats and boxers down to his ankles. When he lay back on the reclined seat, Melissa leaned over and laid her face on his lower stomach. She looked at Joe's cock and smiled. She took a finger and toyed with the tip. Melissa's face was about four inches from the tip but she decided that she would use the magic of her hands to make Joe happy. She would touch all sensitive parts of him and watch his cock as it went through the stages of excitement. She could make Joe feel really good and still be home to her husband on time.

Melissa could feel Joe's fingers running through her hair as she slipped her fingers lightly around his cock. This was really a miracle in her excited mind. Looking at his excited and hard cock and thinking about it – here is a penis that is really hard because this man saw her in a wet tee shirt and heard her talking like a porn star on the phone. Her actions and body made this man excited and now her touch is going to make him feel as good as humanly possible. This was a miracle.

Melissa slowly stroked Joe's cock and concentrated on watching. His cock was taking on a life of its own as she played with it. Although Melissa was aware of Joe's moaning from the pleasure she was giving him, she imagined that this beautiful excited cock was a separate being. It twitched in her hand. Melissa imagined the cock as a little animal that she was going to play with.

Melissa took her fingernails and lightly scratched Joe's thighs up and down as she moved her mouth an inch from the tip of his cock. She lightly blew her warm breath on his cock and continued to lightly massage his thighs. This cock moved and swelled with its appreciation. Melissa kept a hand on one thigh and ran her finger up the soft vein of its underside. She lightly took hold again and slowly stroked this miracle of sexual excitement.

Joe periodically tried to push her head closer. It was apparent that Joe wanted her mouth on his cock, but Melissa was removing Joe from the situation. It was just her fingers, hand, breath and his cock. She was communicating with this swelling sex organ. The cock was responding to her touch. Sometimes the tip swelled and sometimes the entire erection swayed like a pole in the wind.

As Melissa worked a rhythm into her stroking, she noticed Joe's balls begin to move up and down. At first his balls were moving with the same rhythm as her stroking, but Melissa soon realized that his balls were moving in reaction to her touch. His balls were almost beating like a heart. She lifted her head a little and watched how Joe's balls reacted to her stroking. 

Melissa was so horny now looking at this wonderful cock but there was something about Joe's balls that got her really excited. They were larger than her husband's. They looked like they were getting bigger – almost like they were filling up. Melissa then let go of Joe's cock and walked her fingers down to his balls. At first, she took a finger and kind of pushed in and out. She could hear Joe moan with pleasure. Melissa actually forgot about the rest of this man for a second. His moaning told her that his balls needed some special attention and Melissa was happy to accommodate.

She moved her small hand under his balls and lifted them a little. Then back down. Then she lightly lifted and lowered his balls. Melissa saw how Joe's cock reacted and she decided to just give the tip of his cock a little kiss. Joe tried to move his cock in her mouth again, but Melissa teasingly moved her face away. She began to massage Joe's balls with her hand. Almost the way a woman lovingly rubs her husband's arm, she rubbed and squeezed these soft and full balls. As Melissa continued this massage, she lifted her face up and lightly blew on his cock. She moved her face slowly up and down this cock, lightly blowing her warm breath in a thin stream on this excited hard on.