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Connie Cums Back

By: BrettJ



 Author's Note: I took some of the great suggestions I received from my readers and have incorporated them into this story. I hope you enjoy it. 

Constance Drummond griped inwardly as she snuffed out the candles on the Dining Room Table.

She cursed under her breath as she slowly emptied the serving dishes into the Tupperware bowls and put the lovely meal she'd prepared in the fridge.

By the time she was putting the dishes and glasses in the dishwasher, she was swearing openly and banging things in frustration.

Constance was cursing rather profusely as she climbed the stairs to the Master Bedroom she shared with her husband, Geoff.

Damn him, fuck him, that idiot sonofabitch! How could he? Idiot fucker working late on our 10th Anniversary.

Constance sighed as she let her hair down and got out of the black satin dress that was Geoff's favorite. She probably shouldn't have been surprised. Working late meant more money, more money meant bills got paid faster and they could have nicer things. He was a practical man, her Geoff. A practical man without a romantic bone in his body.

He had a good heart and he treated her well. She wanted for nothing, Constance knew. Except passion. Fire. Heat.

When she met Geoff, at the beginning of college, he was exactly what most of her friends were looking for. Attractive, motivated, stable and attentive. When they passed the "dating" stage into the "couple" stage, he called every day. It was sweet, he cared about her. The college he was attending was a 2-hour-plus drive, so he couldn't see her every day, just weekends. Her friends told her how lucky she was, to have a man like that, he was going places.

He joined the prestigious publishing house his uncle ran immediately after graduation, they were married a few months after that. He was going places, her Geoff, her parents and friends all told her that.

The trouble now was – Geoff wasn't going places, he seemed to be standing still. He worked his butt off, but he was still only a junior VP. Constance thought working for his uncle's firm was holding him back, but if she dared even broach the subject with him, she was dismissed. In her own mind, her uncle seemed more interested in promoting his own offspring, who were barely competent – than in doing what was best for the company.

Geoff would come home, tired and haggard, barely speak through dinner. Their sex life had dwindled to a few times a month. That wasn't enough. Not for Connie, who loved being held and made love to.

Okay, self-pity time was over. If Geoff wasn't going to pay attention to her, she had other options.

She went into her walk-in closet and headed to the back. To the box of clothes that Geoff hadn't seen. That she hadn't worn in over 10 years. Rummaging through them, she found what she wanted. An evil smile came over her face, a look her somewhat-staid husband would not have recognized.

She stood in front of the vanity and let her blonde hair down, brushing it until it gleamed. If fell loose, with just the slightest of waves, around her shoulders. Next, she lined her eyes with a pale blue eyeliner and brushed mascara on her eyelashes. Constance then applied a dark red, nearly scarlet lipstick to her full lips. She made herself up to look wild, passionate, ready for anything.

Next came the clothes. Clothes that would have likely had her husband filing for divorce had he seen her wearing them.  Fuck that!  Constance couldn't have cared less at this point.

She slid into the tiny, daring black thong and matching bra. It felt sexy and naughty against her skin, she felt like she was shedding one persona and donning another. Following that, she donned a black leather mini that barely covered her ass. Then she put on a red PVC top, doing up only half of the four buttons and leaving her tummy bared. A black leather jacket was next. Finishing the nasty ensemble were her old, still-hot, thigh-high, black leather boots. Constance was gone,  Connie  stood in front of the mirror. She admired herself. I look fucking HOT, she thought to herself.

Connie got into her Audi – looking around to see none of the neighbors in her overly-snooty neighborhood were watching. Nope. She knew where she was going. Her body tingled as she pulled out of the driveway. There wasn't a second of hesitation, Connie knew what she was after.

There were things about Connie that Geoff didn't know, things she thought she'd left behind, buried forever. Connie knew now that those parts of her weren't gone, just submerged. Her past was coming back and there wasn't anything she could do to stop it. There was nothing she WOULD do to stop it.

She pulled into the full parking lot. It hadn't changed much in nearly 11 years, the place was still packing them in. She locked the car and realized she hadn't brought her purse. Oh well – she doubted she'd have to buy her own drinks tonight.

She walked into "Wildkatz" and saw the pretty, nude Asian girl doing her set. Lots of men ogling the girl as she moved sensually atop a pair of silver stilettos. Men changed, but things didn't. Nearly eleven years earlier, it had been Connie on that same stage.

Geoff had no idea that while he was away at his college, his pretty, sweet, adorable girlfriend was taking her clothes off in a Titty Bar for a bunch of horny men. And when the mood struck her, fucking a few of them. Once or twice, even a few of her fellow strippers. But her favorite cock, by far, had been ===

"Jesus Christ! CONNIE?"

She turned around as she heard her name. Eleven years came rushing back. Eddie was still there, still dark wavy hair, still eyes that nearly sucked you in, still lean, still with a subtle, slightly dangerous aura.

He gave her a hug and she felt his hand cup the cheek of her ass. Yeah, he hasn't changed either, she grinned inwardly.

"Hell girl, what the fuck are you doing here?"

She tilted her head to one side and gave him a look filled with promise. "Buy a girl a drink and I'll tell you." He nodded and she followed him to the bar, sashaying ever-so-slightly, remembering well how good it felt to have men look at her body, want her, desire her. Even in her 30's, Connie still had it.

Eddie eyed her carefully – this was the one that got away, the best fuck he'd ever had, bar none. He knew he'd been an ass, cheating on her with Bo, but she'd been there and Connie wasn't and ...

"You still drinking Gin and Tonic?"

Connie nodded. She'd barely had a drink in the last few years, Geoff wasn't much for that either. She sipped at her drink and Eddie leaned in, admiring her body, looking at her with a predatory hunger.

"So baby – what brings you back to this dive?"

In a voice that was almost a purr, Connie whispered in his ear "I'm looking to get  fucked  sweetie, and fucked  good . Know anyone that might be interested in screwing the shit out of me?"

Eddie's dick practically leapt out of his pants. He hadn't forgotten what an amazing lay Connie was, how pink and perfect her nipples were, how tight her blonde, sweet cunt was, how sweet and pink and how wet she got. How she'd wrap those legs around him and her tiny feet would drum upon his back as he drilled her. How her blue eyes would look at him with wonder until she was about to cum, and they'd close as she climaxed. How, after all that, she'd get on top of him, working on him until he had a boner again and then she'd ride him again. How Connie would ...

"Hello. Earth to Eddie. Come in, Eddie?"

Connie flashed him a dazzling smile. She'd hooked him. Now, to reel him in.

"Connie baby, you know I'd love to screw you again. You were the best babe, the absolute-fucking-best. When?"

"What's wrong with now? Or are you stuck here?"

Eddie grinned like a kid with candy. "Nope, I manage the place now, I can have someone cover me. Hey Lewis ... " he gestured at another bartender " ... I'm heading out for the night, got it?"

Lewis waved back, Eddie moved from behind the bar and took Connie's arm, leading her towards the back. "I've got a big room upstairs."

Connie nodded. "You seeing anyone?"

Momentarily startled, Eddie said "Uh, just Bo – but it's caz, you know? Come on in, gorgeous."

Connie rankled at the mention of Bo's name, but she let it go. It was the past. She hadn't been in love with Eddie, he'd been a convenient lay when her horniness overtook her. One of the best lays, as a matter of fact. She went through the door to Eddie's apartment.

Ugh! The place was a sty, pizza boxes and beer bottles everywhere, but Connie didn't want Eddie for his housekeeping prowess. She wanted him for his cockmanship and that she remembered very well. She felt a pang of regret for the briefest second, but as Eddie started stripping, it was wiped away. The years had been good to him, his body was still hard and lean, there wasn't any fat on him. Connie looked him over admiringly.

"Wow, lover. You've held up well."

"Me? Man babe, look at  you !"

It was true, Connie had kept her figure. She was still gorgeous, she knew, but it had gone unappreciated for too long. She could feel Eddie's eyes hungering for her and her pussy was getting wet. She wanted some hard fucking and was going to get it. For far too long, she had let "Constance" control every aspect of her life. Well, Constance was gone and she wasn't coming back. She'd been fooling herself.

"Do you still give a good blowjob, Connie?" Eddie asked in eager anticipation.

"I think I can manage!" Connie said as he plunked himself down on the bed. It was fairly neat, so she moved over to the bed and sat beside him. She reached down and pulled away his boxers, revealing the cock she remembered fondly.

Still hard and veiny, long – nearly 9 inches. He knew it too, smug bastard. But his attitude didn't dissuade Connie for even a brief moment, she took his cock in her tiny hand and then slid her mouth over it again. Yummmm .... a cock in her mouth, a real, hard, eager-to-fuck dick. Geoff let her blow him once in a while, but Eddie was crazy for it. When she'd worked here, they'd often sneak into an office or bathroom and suck each other off. He was a perverted bastard and she'd loved it.

Connie's baby-blue eyes danced in delight as she ovalled her lips and took more of him in. She still knew better than anyone Eddie had ever been with how to use just the right combination of sucking, tonguing and stroking. She would graze her manicured fingernails across his balls as she blew him, looking directly into his own dark eyes as she sucked him off.

Cock. Dick. Prick. She had it again, a man's shaft in her mouth, practically hitting the back of her throat. Connie relished it as she gulped and gobbled and toyed with Eddie's wonderful rod. She could feel him vibrate as she blew him, a sure signal that he was about to cum. Before she could stop him, he shot his load deep into her gullet. The greedy little cocksucker she now was took all of it.

"Dammit Eddie, you came too fucking soon! I wanted you to fuck the hell out of me!' Connie pouted angrily.

He came up behind her and slid the PVC top from her shoulders. "Don't worry about it gorgeous, you know I'm good for more than one round. Damn girl, you still got some great tits!" He squeezed one of her boobs through the tiny black bra, her nipples perked up immediately. She loved having him manhandle them, it was turning her on. He reached around and got the bra off, his lips fastened on one nipple while his fingers twiddled the other. "Yup, still got them hot nips too!" he grinned.

The cheating blonde wife felt wonderful, sexual and desired again. She scooched over on the bed and let Eddie get her skirt and thong off. "I like the boots, you can leave those on, okay doll?" She nodded as she saw Eddie playfully lick his way up the leather boots, onto her naked thighs. She quivered at his exquisite touch. Her pussy was soaked, she knew, but it was going to get drenched in a minute. Connie felt Eddie's rough, calloused hands spread the lips of her pussy apart, then he was buried face-deep in her blonde muff.

 Fuccckkkk , she thought to herself, he's still the best muffdiver I've ever known. Connie's body shook in sheer bliss as Eddie's talented tongue lapped at the horny cunt. She knew she was yelling something out loud, but her brain couldn't register what it was. Finally, she realized she was calling out Eddie's name, over and over. He raised his face from between her spread legs, face glistening with her juices.

"I take it you like?"

"You arrogant bastard, you haven't lost a trick."

"Nope. And you're still the hottest fuckslut I ever knew!"

"Damn skippy. Now get your face back down there, you cuntlapper!"

Connie was incredibly turned on, being able to talk like this, act like this. She felt like it was springtime and she had blossomed anew. Every inch of the sexy blonde was alive with lust as Eddie feasted on her pussy. She didn't know how much more she could take, she needed to get fucked – NOW!

"Eddie baby, c'mon baby, I need to get fucked, gimme your cock, come on baby, fuck me, fuck the piss out of me, I need it!" Connie whined.

Her entreaties and the soft moans she had been making had turned Eddie on as well. Bo was a great lay and nice to be around, but the attractive brunette was no match for the horny blonde in the sack. He wondered if he'd be able to keep both of them around?

When Eddie's big dick touched the lips of her vulva, a momentary wave of guilt washed over Connie. But lust overcame her love for Geoff. She'd deal with the consequences later, she'd gone too far to back out now.

Connie arched herself forward and took about half of Eddie's cock deep in her cunt, he met her halfway and gave her the other half. Packed with cock, she grunted in appreciation. Her eyes teared up a bit as he began to move, she'd forgotten how big she was and her pussy was still very tight. Thank God she was so wet!

 BAM ! he pounded into Connie's tight pussy.  BAM ! Eddie thrust his dick in as deep as he could go, Connie thought he might tear her in two.  BAM ! Connie moved herself back against him, hating herself a bit for loving every minute of it.

She was being fucked in the cunt again, by a real hard cock, not being made love to. Her twat was full of dick, she was getting screwed, not being worshiped, but merely an object of lust and desire. She was a mindless animal, begging to be taken, rutting with her lover.

Connie wrapped her legs around her former – and now again – lover and yelped "Come on Eddie, you big-dicked fucker! Give me that cock hard, the way you know a hot bitch like me loves it!"

Eddie was doing all her could to satisfy Connie, she always had been an insatiable little cunt. He loved having her boot-clad legs drumming on his back as he fucked her, gritting his teeth as her tight cooze gobbled him up. 

"That's it, you stud, shove that hard rod deep into me!'' Connie moaned. "Fuck that hard cock of yours deep into my cunt!"

"What the hell do you think I've been doing?" he said back, a small hint of annoyance creeping into his voice.

"Oh lover, you can fuck me harder than that, can't you?" she teased, practically demanding he deliver more. That spurred Eddie on. He grabbed her hips and hit her HARD as he pumped deeper and faster, increasing the pace by a wide margin. Connie's gorgeous tits jiggled as he really gave it to her, he always did respond well to her erotic challenges.

"Oh yeahhh, fuck yeah, that's the way tiger, that's the fucking I like!" Connie moaned as he packed her with dick. Her legs were wrapped so tightly around Eddie's back, he thought his entirety was going to be pulled into her. He loved the feeling of the leather and her naked skin against his body, he felt like a kid again. In all these years, he'd never had a woman who could fuck him the way this horny little slut could. He knew she lived for sex!

"Jesus Christ, you're still an amazing little fuck!" Eddie grunted as he continued to to give her the works. He sure as hell envied whoever she was shacking up with now, she was probably fucking the poor guy raw!

No question about it, Connie was a sex-hungry woman. At this moment in time, Geoff didn't even enter into the equation. If her husband had walked in the door right now, she still wouldn't have stopped. Matter of fact, if he'd been more liberal, she might have asked him to join them. Mmm, two men, Connie thought.

At this moment though, Connie was content with the man who was fucking her. Ardent and soaked with perspiration from their joined passion, Eddie was the Energizer-Fucker – he could go on and on and on ....

Which suited Connie, but she didn't have all night. She had to get home, go back to her staid existence. So, she used her favorite trick, one she knew always got Eddie's rocks off. She clamped her cunt muscles around his cock while massaging his prostrate. "Fucking Hell!" he yelled as he pulled out and shot his load all over her belly and rounded tits. The sight of that triggered her own climax, Eddie slumped over and joined her on the bed.

"We have GOT to fucking well do that again!" Eddie grinned at her, still nibbling a coral-pink nipple.

"Ohh, fuck yeah!" Connie giggled, her hands removing as much cum from his deflating shaft as she could gather. She licked her fingers clean of his spend. Every part of her body was alive again, she felt her inner tramp renewed.

Connie glanced over at the clock radio and made her excuses, knowing she'd have to beat Geoff home. She got into the Audi and floored it, arriving home a bit before 10 – and Geoff still wasn't home. She went to bed, exhausted but satisfied, not even aware of when Geoff got home.

Over the next few weeks, Connie took every available opportunity to indulge her desire for lewd, illicit fucking. Geoff, being the workaholic that he was, was giving her ample opportunity.

She went to "Wildkatz" to meet Eddie and indulge herself. The next time, she wore a leopard-print top and tight, black mini with thigh-high boots. Eddie practically salivated when she walked in the door, they ran upstairs and fucked for three hours straight. Connie was sore and could barely walk straight when they were done, his cock had pounded her that hard, but she had no regrets.

Another time, he talked her into entering the Amateur Strip contest at the bar. Having some experience and remembering all of her old moves, Connie won the $500 Grand Prize easily. Her sexual appetites in overdrive, she put all of the prize money towards sexy underwear and a few vibrators and dildos, which she hid in her closet, away from Geoff's prying eyes.

Not that he would have paid much attention anyway. She streaked her hair, giving her a slightly wilder look. Geoff didn't notice, but Eddie told her it made her look like a wild, horny whore. She screwed him silly when he told her that.

On another occasion, Connie wore a leather trenchcoat and a brand-new pair of silver stiletto heels. She wouldn't let Eddie see what was underneath for 3 hours, just sat at the bar, nursing a few drinks and teasing him playfully. After his shift was over – Geoff was away on business for the night – Connie took him upstairs, revealing an outfit of leather strips and interlinked chains. Her pussy was exposed, but he fucked every inch of her slutty, needy body – finally screwing her ass, the first such screwing she'd had in over a decade.

It was all so good, so wonderful – Connie knew it was too good to be true, but she hoped it wouldn't end any time soon. She was sure she was only just reaching the depths of her sexual desires.

Of course, all good things  must  come to an end.

 To be continued  

Connie Cums Back Ch. 02



 Here is the second and final chapter of the story, which was written from reader suggestions. I hope you like it, thanks to all of those who took time to write and send their suggestions. 

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Over the last few days, Connie had made a very difficult decision. Despite the fact she'd never been hotter, her body was at it's sexual peak, she knew what she had to do.

Tonight, she was going to go to "Wildkatz" - in a tight, silver-lame mini-dress and matching heels -- fuck Eddie's brains out until he couldn't walk straight -- and then she was going to end it.

She had no idea what she was going to do after that -- she knew that she certainly couldn't confess to Geoff, that would be the end of their marriage -- but she wasn't going back to that sexless existence either. Divorce? That wasn't an option, she adored her husband, despite his ultra-stuffy lifestyle. Marriage counseling? Would any marriage counselor be able to break them out of the sexless rut their life had become?

Regardless, as she pulled her Audi into the Parking Lot, she knew it was over. It was for the best. At first, she'd felt no guilt -- Geoff didn't want her, Eddie did, simple as that. Now, the guilt was palpable. Geoff loved her, she loved him -- it was up to her to turn things around, the sexy blonde knew.

Still, a wry grin crossed her face as she entered the Club and headed to the bar. She was going to end things with a bang, that much was sure. She sat on the barstool and saw Eddie's face light up when he saw her.

"Hiya stranger. Wanna fuck?" Connie leered at him.

"Don't I always?" he grinned back, leaving the bar and escorting her to his room.

"Why don't you come over here and take care of this horny pussy of mine?" Connie purred in her most seductive tone. She slithered out of the tight dress, putting a little extra emphasis into her movements. Eddie grinned and made his way to the bed, remembering how good that pussy felt.

Eddie was soon licking her slippery cunt lips, tasting her juices. Every time he tasted her, he remembered that she was the sweetest, tastiest little snatch he'd ever known.  No one  could compare to Connie and he loved the way her face contorted when she was being eaten!

Connie's brain was working a mile-a-minute. Too bad there weren't classes in sex, Eddie could have given Geoff lessons. Stop it! Stay in the moment, don't think about ... she cautioned herself.

Eddie pushed his tongue up into her slit and laved her pussy with considerable skill. Her moans and sighs let him know that he was turning Connie on, she was always so noisy and appreciative. Her clit throbbed and he pulled at it with his lips, she went wild with delight.

Next, it was Connie's turn to turn Eddie on. She took his wonderful cock into her mouth for the final time, loving it tenderly and carefully, giving him sensations no one else ever had. If anything, she had improved in the weeks following their affair, willing to do anything he wanted and loving it all. Connie wanted to get on top, Eddie didn't object, she could milk him dry when she rode "Cowgirl", her pussy muscles taking all and demanding more. Connie whimpered slightly as she took him in, but she took it slow, not wanting to rush things. Soon, her wonderful cunt was resting against his balls, Then, Connie went into overdrive.

She raised and lowered her pussy slowly, then faster, then faster still. Connie began a frenetic fucking of her lover, determined to exhaust him, wring every last drop of his cum from his balls, leave him with a memory he'd never forget. Connie herself was squealing and moaning with excitement, blonde hair whipping about, nails raking against Eddie's sixpack, leaving tiny marks on his skin, branding him for the moment. They bounced up and down the bed, Eddie driving his rod balls-deep into her cunt, until he could take no more and let his load go, spraying her tits and belly.

Afterwards, Eddie had a cigarette, Connie declining. "Wow, that's one of the best fucks we've ever had, babe. Hey, next time, why don't you let me fuck you in the ass?"

"There won't be a next time. That was our last time."

Eddie sat up, eyes wide. "What the hell? What are you talking about?"

"We've had a good run Eddie, but I can't keep doing this. I needed some wild fucking, you provided it, but it's over."

"Don't  I  have some say in this?" Eddie said in a very angry tone.

"No. None. We both knew this had to end and it has. Hey, you've still got Bo."

Connie got dressed, leaving a still-incredulous Eddie on the bed. She went downstairs and got into her Audi, leaving Eddie behind. It was over, no one was the wiser and she'd gotten out unscathed. 

Two weeks later, while watching "Oprah", her phone rang. 

"Hello?"

"Hiya Connie, it's Eddie."

"EDDIE? How the hell did you get this number? And why are you calling me here and ... "

"Lose the tone, kid. Meet me at the Coffee Shop a block from your place. If you don't come, you're gonna regret it. Got that?"

Connie felt a wave of nausea overtake her. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it wasn't good.

Dressed in a simple white top and blue jeans, the pretty blonde sat across from her former lover. He had a smug, self-satisfied look on his face. It scared the hell out of her.

"Okay Eddie, just what the hell do you want?"

"You. Fucking me again. Oh, and I think a couple of Grand might be nice, too."

"What makes you think I would agree to either?"

"You don't want that husband of yours to find out, do you? Oh yeah, I know all about you. After that last wild fucking you gave me, I followed you. Was I surprised to find out a hot little bitch like you was playing Domestic Diva. I did some more checking babe, you've got bucks. Lots of bucks. Which I can use."

"Why should I ....?"

"Like I said, I did some checking. Your husband has money, due to my -- habit -- of playing the ponies, I can use some. And I miss your sweet pussy, and with what I know, you don't have a fucking choice."

"I'd like to see you prove it."

"No problem, sugar. I taped our last session."

Connie felt the color drain from her face. "You did  what ?"

"I was gonna give it to you as a present, but it works out better this way. So Connie -- or would you prefer  Constance ? - you can get your ass over to the Club on Thursday. Oh, and I think 2 Grand to start will do."

Connie's coffee went cold, as she went over the possibilities. What was she going to do? Now she was screwed, and  not  in a pleasant way.

Geoff's BMW roared into the driveway, he got out, slamming the door behind him. Constance had called, simply saying "Get your ass home." He didn't like her using that tone, he sure didn't like the language. They were going to have words, his wife and he.

Constance was sitting on the couch, with a drink in her hand. That was unlike her, she rarely drank. What the hell was ...?

"Sit down, Geoff. Have a drink, you may need it."

"Constance, what in consternation is ... "

"Geoff, do you love me?"

"Constance, what kind of foolish question is that?"

"A very simple, direct one. Do you love me?"

"You're my wife, of course I love you."

"And I love you. Geoff, I've been having an affair."

Geoff's guts heaved like he'd been punched. An  affair ?  His  wife? It was unthinkable, her and another person, it was ...

He practically spat at her. "You bitch. You absolute fucking bitch ... " surprising himself with his own venom.

"Yes. I was wrong. And you bear a lot of the responsibility, Geoff."

" I  do? How so?"

"I love you. You were my first love, but sexually, you're a cold fish. You rarely take your time, or make love. We have sex, cold, perfunctory sex. You're never home, and when you are, you aren't really here. You're killing yourself over a job that is going nowhere, and I was sick of it.  Sick , do you get it?"

Geoff fell onto the couch, Constance's arms around his shoulders. "I want to make our marriage work. You are the only man I have ever loved, but you need to show me the same thing. Do you think you can do that? Do you want to save our marriage, darling?"

Her husband looked at her, his dark-brown eyes full of tears. He said, in a soft voice "Yes Constance, I think I can. And I want to save our marriage. What do we do?"

Heart welling with newfound love, she smiled at him. "Well, for starters, call me  Connie ."

Connie and Geoff talked. A lot. She prepared dinner for both of them, but neither of them felt much like eating. Geoff's world had turned topsy-turvy. He had no idea of his wife's feelings.

Geoff knew he would forgive Constance -- no, Connie -- for her infidelity. He realized that he was only human, as was she. He'd looked at other women, but Connie made him see that work had been his mistress. He adored Connie, how could he have been so foolish? They had no children, because he hadn't made the time to be with her. She was a lovely, sexy, vibrant woman and she deserved his best. She was going to get it.

As for Connie, she came clean. She told Geoff everything, she could see his face change in disbelief and awe. His eyes were full of tears as she confessed all, but despite all that, Connie could tell he still loved her.

Marriage counseling was in the cards, but there was going to be a lot to deal with. She told him about Eddie's blackmail scheme and his face went wide with horror.

"If my uncle or anyone in the family sees that tape Connie, there'll be hell to pay!" he said as Connie gripped his hands tightly.

"I know that Geoff, but I can't give in to his demands. Not now. I'll have to think of something. Please, trust me. I know it's a lot to ask, but trust me."

Geoff nodded and left her alone, to sleep on the couch in the den. For the first time in a while, she felt alone. She was cold and unsure of what was yet to come. She had to trust in her own strength and Geoff's love for her. What other choice did she have?

The next morning, while she was having coffee, the phone rang. Geoff had already left for work, kissing her lightly on the cheek when he left. Connie answered the phone in a soft tone.

"Hello?"

"Hello Connie. This is Bo."

Bo was the  last  person that Connie had expected to hear from. Why was she calling, Connie wanted to know.

"Hello Bo. Why are you calling me?"

"You've been fucking my boyfriend. I know all about it, don't bother to deny it."

"I'm not going to deny it, but it's over. Or rather, I want it to be over. Eddie has a different idea."

Bo responded in a chilly tone "Oh?"

Connie went on. "I told Eddie I wanted to end it and he told me there was no way. He wants to keep fucking me. And he wants money, Bo. He's blackmailing me, he has a tape of us. The man is a shit Bo, why do you put up with it?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, then a sharp intake of breath. Connie heard Bo say "I really don't know. Well, he's good in the sack."

For the first time in a few days, Connie laughed. "Yes, that much is true. Dammit, I just want all this over and done with, Bo. I want him out of my life. What the fuck am I going to do?"

Bo responded "I think I might be able to help you, Connie. It's time for  both  of us to get this asshole out of our system. Can you meet me in an hour for coffee? I promise it'll be worth your while."

Connie agreed, and she got dressed, taking time to make herself look nice. She wasn't sure if she should trust Bo, but at this point, what the hell did she have to lose? She put on some makeup and a nice blouse, short skirt and heels, making her way to the same coffee shop she'd met Eddie at previously.

She sat in the booth in the far corner, drinking coffee and wondering if she should have pie, they have lovely pie, a nice slice of cherry pie might be ... oh, stop it Connie, she thought to herself, Bo's not going to scratch your eyes out.

Bo walked in the room, commanding attention, as she usually did. She had on a sheer, cream-colored blouse, with a lacy black bra underneath, midriff bare, her stomach flat, a tiny diamond teardrop piercing accentuating her tummy. Bo was wearing tight, black leather pants that clung to her like a second skin, leaving precious little to the imagination. Connie wondered if the girl even wore panties or thong. She had on a high, lace-up pair of black, stiletto heeled boots. Looking at the stunning creature who slid into the booth across from her, Connie wondered who in his right mind would ever cheat on her?

Bo put her hands on the table, taking Connie's in her own. "Thanks for coming Connie" she said, beautiful eyes sparkling. They were an amazing shade of aqua, Connie almost got lost in the girl's eyes.

"Bo, I'm sorry that I ... "

"Shh, I stole him from you the first time."

"We were nothing serious, but you two ... "

"You were right Connie, he's a shit. A shit who's hung like a mule, but a shit nonetheless. Now, you told me my shit-of-a-boyfriend ... sorry, ex-boyfriend as of today ... has a tape he's going to use to blackmail you?"

With some sniffling and sobbing, Connie told Bo the entire story. The girl's eyes narrowed into steely glints, then a near-evil smile broke across her face.

"I have something here that will put an end to that" Bo said, handing Connie a small package. She looked her directly in the eyes. "Don't open it until you get home, okay? I assure you, when you do, all your troubles will be over."

Bo got up and slid out of the booth, giving Connie a kiss on the cheek as she left. "Thanks for giving me the courage to end it, Connie hun. I hope I can find a nice, caring guy like your husband. Give me a call when all this is over, we'll have lunch or a drink or something."

Watching Bo's body sway as she walked away, Connie vowed to give the girl a call. Bo had done her a good turn, perhaps she could do one for Bo?

Connie poured herself a Rye and Coke and opened the package that Bo had presented her with. In it, she found a videotape with the simple words "watch me" attached to it with Scotch Tape. Had Bo found Eddie's tape and returned it to her? She doubted that, Bo would have said something.

Connie inserted the tape in the VCR, sat down and hit "Play" on the remote. What she saw nearly made her fall out of the recliner.

Bo was dressed -- to a fashion -- like a male, in a business-like pinstripe suit, which was open, her breasts bared. Connie saw the matching pants thrown over a chair in the room she recognized as Eddie's. Attached to Bo's bare waist was a large, flesh-colored dildo. It had to be at least 10 inches long. From the way Bo was wielding it, she was obviously no stranger to using a dildo on someone.

The person Bo was screwing appeared to be a young girl, but that was in appearance only. From the size of her, she was an adult. She had blond hair in pigtails and wore a gingham dress and was being soundly fucked in the ass by Bo and the dildo.

"Oh yes Mister, fuck me, fuck my naughty ass, I've been a bad girl!"

Connie registered shock as she recognized the voice, then the "fuckee" turned to the camera and confirmed it. It was Eddie, dressed as a schoolgirl. Macho, tough-guy Eddie, dressed in drag, being fucked by his girlfriend. Oh, it was all too delicious. She couldn't wait to tell Geoff when he got home from work. The two of them were going to laugh themselves sick!

Connie got up extra-early the next morning, taking great pains not to wake her still-sleeping husband. He was going into work late -- with good reason, she'd fucked his brains out for 4 hours the previous evening and the poor man was exhausted. He was really trying she was so proud of him!

Connie pondered --- what to wear, what to wear? She looked in her closet and got out her slinkiest, tightest fitting short-shorts, with a tiger-stripe print. She put on a tight white halter, with no bra and did her hair and makeup to make her look wild and untamed. She took great pains to accentuate her eyes and lips -- she wanted to look as wanton and seductive as she could. She pulled on her thigh-high boots, looked in the mirror and grinned. Eddie would be speechless.

Geoff knew where she was going, but she left him a note by the Coffee Maker, just in case. She got into her car and drove to the Club, which was still closed. The bouncer let her in, Eddie's face broke into a wild grin when he saw her.

"Connie, wow, you look great. Glad you came to your senses, we're gonna have lots of fun. You bring the cash, babe?"

"No."

"What, you mean to say you couldn't talk your tight-ass husband ..."

"I told him. All of it. Every piece of it, and you know what Eddie? He  FORGAVE  me. He's a good man and we're going to work it out. You're not going to see a dime and take a look -- you won't be fucking  this  hot bitch, not ever again!"

Eddie's eyes narrowed, he looked at her with a vicious stare. "Listen bitch, I can still send that tape to his bosses and ruin him, his whore of a wife fucking ... "

"Shut the fuck up and look at this." She tossed a tape on the bar.

"What's this?"

"Let me give you a hint Eddie -- `Oh yes Mister, fuck my naughty ass ... "

Eddie's face blanched, so Connie continued. "You're a low-morals piece of shit and I'm sorry I got involved with you. It's over, got it? Contact me and I will release this tape on the Internet and I will make  sure  your buddies see it. Don't bother destroying the tape either, I made other copies. Get your money somewhere else fucker, you aren't getting it from me."

Eddie just looked at her, aghast.

"It's a shame Eddie, really. You're a good fuck, but that's all you are. Oh, and I wouldn't bother calling Bo again. I think she's finally wised up to what a piece of shit you really are."

With that, Connie spun on her heels and exited the bar. Eddie was in deep shit, but Connie couldn't have cared less.

Connie sat on the plush leather couch in their home, cuddled close to Geoff. He looked over at his sexy wife, it took some getting used to, the short skirts and sexy blouses, the heels and her new attitude, but she was hot. He adored her, how could he have been so blind? She was nibbling on his neck when he spoke up.

"I quit my job today."

"You did  what ?"

"Yup. Told my uncle he and his family could stick it. We've got enough money to make it for a while, what do you think of the idea of me going back and trying to work on my Play again?"

Connie looked up at him, eyes misty. "I think I love you even more. I'm proud of you, darling, and very happy."

She was happier than ever in their 10+ years of marriage. Their love-life was getting better every day, not quite phenomenal yet, but the Marriage Counselor, Charmane  had them on the right track. She suggested lots of fun games and exercises they could play, although Connie had one of her own in mind.

The doorbell rang, it was just a bit before six. "Who's that, are you expecting someone?" Geoff asked as Connie got up to answer the door. She came back, a few minutes later, with a stunning brunette.

"Geoff lover, this is Bo. Bo, this lovely man is my husband, Geoff."

Geoff got up and took Bo's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I understand we you a lot of Thank You's."

Bo smiled at him and Geoff smiled back. Connie's friend was truly stunning, he wondered what she was doing here.

"I think we both owe her a lot of thanks baby, but I want you to thank her for us."

"Huh?"

"Darling, I still feel that our scales aren't quite balanced, and Bo's been such a love -- so I got an idea. I want you and Bo to make love -- to go upstairs and fuck -- so you've had a little fling and so Bo can see just  how  much we appreciate everything she did for us!"




Connie Cums Back Ch. 02



Geoff thought he was going to pass out. People didn't do things like this, did they? Then he got ahold of himself. This was a new Connie, free-thinking and sexy. Why the hell not? If Bo was willing and they were all up-front about it ....

He smiled at Connie. He smiled at Bo. "Ladies, I know this isn't supposed to work and it's insane, but you've got a deal." He took Bo's hand and began leading her towards their bedroom. "Come on, Connie."

Connie shook her head. "Nope -- this is all for YOU, my love. I'm going to make us a little snack for later, Bo, try not to wear him out too fast."

Bo purred "I make no promises." She leaned over and kissed Connie lightly on the lips. Geoff's eyebrow raised slightly, but he kept to his own counsel. 

"So lover, like what you see?" Bo purred.

For the very first time, in the privacy of his bedroom, Geoff took a  really  good look at the brunette. She was tall, with great legs, sexy dark hair and bewitching eyes. Dressed provocatively in a shimmery, form-fitting black PVC dress and black heels, the perfect word for Bo was -- slinky.

"You're gorgeous" was all the befuddled man could manage to croak out. He was out of his realm, being all new to this.

"So, come over here and say hello properly" Bo teased. He moved towards her, but bold, sexy Bo grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him, hard. There was a difference between kissing Bo and kissing Connie. While his wife could play sweet or sassy, Bo was no-nonsense, take-no-prisoners sex-kitten. Her agile tongue tangled with his, sweeping him up in the lusty kiss. His hands went to the cheeks of her ass as they kissed, still encased in the tight PVC dress. When Geoff went to move them, Bo put them back.

"I like your hands on my ass, tiger. I have a feeling I'm going to like having your hands in a lot of places. Help a girl get undressed?" She spun around and lifted her long, dark hair. Geoff moved in close, she even smelled good, a subtle floral scent he found very arousing.

His hands were trembling as he helped undress the woman -- only the  third  woman he'd ever had sex with -- standing in front of him. Sensing his nervousness, Bo wiggled her ass back against his crotch in a blatant attempt to arouse him. It worked. His cock leaped and Bo let out an excited squeal.

"Oh, someone's a naughty boy!" she chirped, shimmying out of the tight dress. Now she turned and faced him, clad only in lacy black bra and matching thong, with heels. Her skin was soft, tanned and she was moving against him, her hands running against his chest and down to his pants. She cupped the bulge in his pants.

"You're going to give me a good, hard fucking, aren't you lover?" Bo cooed.

"Uhh -- I'm going to give it my damndest!" Geoff stated, trying to get into the spirit of the moment. He reached around and pulled her close, crushing his lips to her full ones, leaving her momentarily short of breath. Then, a sly smile crossed her lips.

"Glad to see you're going to be good with this!" Bo exclaimed, pushing him down on the bed. The  old  Geoff wouldn't have been, but the Geoff that was slowly emerging from his cocoon was getting into this. Bo pressed her near-naked body on top of his, she began to unbutton his shirt. Bo liked to tease, with every button she undid, she placed a little kiss on the bared flesh.

Geoff looked carefully at the slinky brunette as she continued her erotic love-play. She was different from Connie, almost as tall as he, breasts round and firm, with hard, pointed nipples. Her tummy pressed against his own, he could feel the little Playboy-bunny piercing he'd noticed earlier. He liked the teasing way Bo's nimble fingers were flying over his skin.

"Ooohh, you're a  big  boy, I see!" Bo trilled as she yanked off his pants and fished his cock out of his silk boxers. "I can see what Connie's been talking about, you must make her a happy girl!" Bo and Connie had been talking daily, on their way to becoming true friends and sharing confidences. While Geoff wasn't Eddie's match in the size department, Connie had told Bo with a charming giggle that he was learning his lessons well. It was then that Connie had asked Bo to help "surprise" her husband.

Bo was so turned on, she was very attracted to the handsome writer. Intelligent men were a turn-on, plus he was distinguished, with a nice, ready cock and the desire to please. His hands stroked over her flesh as she kissed down his thighs, her long nails streaking across his legs. His cock twitched, so Bo placed a little lick on the base. Geoff groaned slightly, then swatted her on the rump.

"Oho, like to play rough, do we?" Bo growled in mock-seriousness. She nipped at the inside of his inner thigh.

"I thought a hot bitch like you could handle it!" Geoff grinned, getting into the game they were playing.

Bo grinned back and wrapped her tiny hand around her newest lover's cock. He wasn't as big as Eddie, but as she looked up at him, aqua eyes full of smoky lust, she thought what he lacked in length he might just make up for in girth. Taking him in her mouth and slithering her tongue up and down his rod, her suspicion was soon confirmed. He was thick and meaty, a lovely slab of cockmeat all for horny little Bo. His strong hands cupped the cheeks of her ass as she blew him, his fingers slipped inside her tiny thong and he began fingering her cunt -- and her ass. She sucked him even harder then, Bo loved having her ass played with.

Bo put her all into turning Geoff on, from the way his cock was growing and pulsating, she was succeeding. She wriggled her lanky body all over his, her firm tits rubbing against his chest. He felt great, very manly, she hoped that he'd give her the good fucking she'd been craving for quite some time. His hands were all over her skin as well, stroking her sides, fondling her tits, then unhooking her bra. Her breasts sprang free from their lace confines, Geoff eagerly latched onto one pink nipple. She let out a breathless sigh, he had wonderful lips and they felt, oh-so-good on her increasingly hot skin.

Downstairs, preparing a Chocolate Fondue for a later snack, Connie could hear the squeaks, low moans and groans, and she was over the moon. She wanted her friend to have a good time with her husband, she wanted her husband to realize what a truly naughty mind could do for him. It sounded like everyone was getting their wish this evening.

Geoff tapped his slinky playmate on the shoulder, she turned and looked back at him. "A little tit-for-tat?" he smiled, indicating what he meant. She giggled a bit at the awful pun, but she got the idea. Swinging her lean, lanky body around, she straddled his face and lowered her eager pussy onto his face, meanwhile resuming the sucking and licking of his cock.

He had only recently begun eating pussy, but Geoff  loved  eating Bo's. She was ripe and juicy, like a peach, her neatly-trimmed cunt was pink, wet and inviting. With every stab and dab of his tongue, the beautiful woman groaned and sent vibrations through his cock. He feasted on her juices while his hands stroked and manipulated her dangling tits and smooth skin. He could feel the slight swaying of Bo's body while he pleasured her, hoping she liked his attentions.

He needn't have worried. Bo's mind told her that Connie either had to be one hell of an instructor or Geoff had an innate talent for pussy-eating. Either way, she was creaming all over his licking tongue.

 Likliklik, slurpslurpslurp, laplaplap  -- the two of them gorged on sexual juices, readying themselves for the next step. Geoff's heart was pounding, but he didn't know if it was from excitement or from fear?

"It's time, lover" Bo said with a throaty purr. She moved away and kissed his lips, still wet with her juices.

"How do you want to do this?"

Bo fought the urge to say "constantly", opting instead for "Why don't we mix it up a bit, tiger? Fuck me Missionary first, then a bit of WoofWoof, and then I'll ride that big sausage of yours to a finish. Sound good?"

It sounded indescribable, so Bo moved into what had been Geoff's former favorite position. Since opening up his mind to the new sexual thrills Connie had instilled in him, the formerly-conservative playwright now preferred Doggie. He loved to see his wife's gorgeous tush wiggle and he loved holding her by the hips while he fucked her, or playing with her breasts, squeezing and fondling them.

Bo splayed the lips of her pussy apart as she moved up on the bed, wearing only her heels and a lascivious grin. "Come on baby, time for hot little Bo to get fucked. Prove to me what a man you are baby, fuck the shit out of me."

His massive dick slid easily into her cunt, Bo whimpered and grimaced for a minute or so until her pussy got used to the girth. Then, it started to feel good -- then,  amazing . He knew how to move within her, hitting all her spots, stimulating her. He moved in and out, in and out, with a nice smooth style, while Bo wrapped her long legs around his back and enjoyed the ride.

"UhUhUh" Bo's voice came in breathy gasps as she beat her tiny fists upon the bed. She hoped her new best friend wouldn't be selfish with Geoff and let him fuck her again, he was so good, it had to happen again. She looked into his beautiful eyes and saw kindness and passion there as he fucked her. If Connie hadn't been married to this lovely man, Bo would've made him hers in a heartbeat.

"Am I -- hurrr -- doing it right?" 

"Stop asking -- uhuh -- fucking stupid questions -- and keep fucking me!" Bo yelled, loving the fullness of his cock in her cunt. She hunched and wriggled against him, her breasts jiggled and she knew her nipples were rock-solid. Goddd, what a great fucker!

Abruptly, he pulled out of Bo, flipped her over and moved her onto her hands and knees. She wiggled her ass at him and turned her head. "Do it to me, fuck me however you want. I love it Geoff, I love you baby, just fuck me!" In her head, she realized what she'd just said, she hoped he hadn't heard it.

Geoff  had  heard her use the "L" word, but he was flattered. As he drilled her from behind, he admired the sleek lines of her back, her long legs, her long brown hair. Was it wrong for her to have feelings for him? They worked well together and she sure seemed to know what the other liked. He sure liked being with Bo, oh well, he was sure they'd sort it all out later.

"Oh god, oh God, shit, this is great, fuck it, fuck my naughty cunt, you bastard!" Bo groaned as she shoved herself back against him. She rolled her hips and ass from side-to-side to take in as much of his rampaging cock as he could give her.

"Okay lover, now it's Bo's turn to ride!" she hissed as she moved off of his cock and shoved him toward the headboard. Eagerly, she straddled his still-hard dick -- he had stamina -- and lowered herself, slowly, teasingly, over his thick rod. She leaned forward and her lips met his, kissing and tasting, as she settled on his cock. Damn, this was the best yet, she was packed with man-meat, she began to roll her hips slowly, sinuously, taking every measure of Geoff's shaft. This was what sex was meant to be, Bo thought, raw and primal, passionate and energetic. She rocked herself on top of him while Geoff's skilled hands manipulated her tits and tweaked her hard nipples.

Her long brown hair flying everywhere, Bo put her all into the final moments of their fucking. She wanted to cum with this man, she leaned over and whispered "I'm so close lover-man, how about you?" He nodded in the affirmative. That was it for Bo, she wailed and let herself go completely, collapsing on his chest. Then, eyes wide open, she moved off his cock and took it in her mouth. He came scant seconds later, gobs of thick, yummy cum which she swallowed eagerly, making a naughty little show of it. 

Almost on cue, Connie walked in, wearing the skimpiest little teddy Geoff had ever seen. He'd wondered where she'd gotten it, it was pink and laced up the front, with tiny little thong panties. She had on the most adorable pair of black mules, he thought his wife was the sexiest creature he'd ever known, Bo being second runner-up.

Connie was carrying a bottle of Champagne and three crystal glasses. "I thought we'd celebrate our newfound friendship and to an evening of passion!" Connie said. All of them clinked glasses and drank to that.

Connie ran her hand over her husband's chest, then winked over at Bo. "Geoff darling, why don't you go take a shower and then go downstairs for a bit. We'll have our snack in a bit, but I think now, it's  my  turn to thank this adorable vixen." She leaned over Bo and their tongues met in a sexy, slurping kiss that left Geoff no doubt as to what his wife's intentions were. His sex-crazed bride had told him of her bi-sexuality, but to actually be witness to it was very arousing.

He jumped off the bed and headed for the shower, eager for the new adventures that awaited them all. Whatever they were to be, he knew he'd try and be equal to the task.

Nearly 7 months later, Connie and Bo lay on the bed in the Master Bedroom. Bo was licking and sucking Connie's milk-filled tits and rubbing her rounded belly. Bo thought it was true, her lover glowed, pregnancy suited her.

"I can't wait until I can fuck with you both again" Connie sighed as Bo pleasured her. "I really want to be with him again."

Bo nuzzled her neck and kissed Connie. "I know baby, then it's my turn to have a baby. I want his baby Connie, I love him so much."

Connie's eyes met Bo's. "I know you do baby, and he loves you too. We both do." Their lips met again and they kissed, tongues tangling.

Both Connie and Bo knew it was all crazy, but Charmane had told Geoff and Connie -- and later, Bo herself - "Hey, if it works for you, who are you hurting? Go for it." So, they had asked Bo to move in and be a permanent part of their lives.

"I really must thank Charmane again!" Connie purred as Bo caressed her.

"I think we did already, 5 times. She was delicious." Bo giggled. Connie's thoughts drifted back to that day roughly 6 months back, when they all met for lunch. Luckily, they had met at a swanky hotel, because lunch was soon replaced by "lunch." Connie loved seeing the sexy Asian therapist face-down in Bo's pussy while Connie ate her from behind. When the pair of them related their little afternoon escapade to Geoff later that night, he was turned on to the point where he was practically insatiable. Geoff had yet to fuck Charmane himself yet, which was something Connie desperately wanted to see. So far, her husband had only been with herself and Bo -- she wanted to see him fuck another woman, the illicit thought thrilled her. Oddly, Connie herself no longer wanted any man but him -- that fire had been quenched, by Eddie's selfishness and by the sweet licking tongue of Bo - and Charmane too, she realized with a smile.

"Hey, can't l leave you two nymphos alone for ten minutes?" Geoff said, leaning in the door-frame. He had a smug grin on his face. He'd been downstairs in the den, working on his play, while his women were upstairs entertaining themselves. He'd heard the noises overhead and come to investigate, knowing full well what he'd find. It was all so unbelievable, at times he thought if he blinked, it would all vanish. 

"Oh baby, you know what horny little sluts you live with!" Connie cooed as Bo walked over to him and tugged at his shirt. 

"That's an understatement!" Bo giggled as she pulled him towards the bed. "Oh Connie sweety, Charmane called. She wants to take me for dinner, so I may not be home tonight."

Connie pouted. "Oh baby, you know I don't sleep well without my best girl cuddled up behind me. Can't you make it an early night?" she implored, watching while Bo started undressing their man.

"Ummm -- no, that would be very rude. Tell you what .... " she whispered in Connie's ear " ... why don't I invite her home and we'll see what happens. Do you think this guy here can handle  three  horny sluts?"

"If not, we'll just have to do our best" Connie sighed as Bo leaned over and sucked her tits again, while Geoff slid his dick into Bo's wet-and-ready pussy. "Our best has been good enough for now."