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Her Secret Life... Ch. 01

By: mikoli5763



My name is George Blackshear and I met Chrystal Jennings at a support group meeting of people who had lost a loved one to cancer. My first wife, Susan, had died from ovarian cancer at the age of 43 eight months before I met Chris and I had been attending the group for six months, spending the first two months trying to drink the pain of losing Susan away. My family and friends had done an intervention on me and I had begun grief therapy, finding the support group. Chris was attending her first meeting after losing her husband Robert to stomach cancer. I was attracted to her from the first minute I saw her, something that hadn't happened since Susan's death. Chris was 40, four years younger than me, 5'8" tall, black haired, olive skinned, brown-eyed, had a very impressive set of tits, a flat stomach, broad hips, and was a very sexy, beautiful woman. We lived in Austin, Texas and the meetings were held in a United Methodist church.

At the first break, when most of the group had gone outside to smoke, I walked over to her at the snack table and introduced myself. We exchanged pleasantries, but I could tell she was still grieving for her dead husband and backed away. For the next three months we would only make small talk during breaks. When Chris touched my arm while we were talking during the last break one day in that third month, I took a chance and asked her if she would like to go get a drink with me after the meeting. She accepted my offer and we ended up in a neighborhood bar a block away from the church where I drank club soda and Chris had white wine. We talked about our jobs and the things we liked to do for recreation and to relax. Chris surprised me when she admitted sex was one of her favorite activities and how much she missed it. I invited her back to my house because it was closer than her house and she accepted my offer. 

She followed me in her car and had her dress off before I had even finished locking the front door to my home. She grasped my face with both her hands and kissed me hard on the lips which gave me an erection in seconds. Chris dropped to her knees there in the entryway and unbuckled my belt, unfastened, unzipped my slacks, and yanked them to the floor in one motion. When my 7", 2,5" thick, and rock hard cock sprang back up from being pushed downward by the motion of her yanking my slacks and briefs down, it hit Chris on her cheek. Chris grasped it with her right hand and brought her mouth to it. She began sucking on my mushroom head while stroking her hand up and down the remainder of my shaft. It had been twelve months since a woman had touched my dick so I began to spurt my seed into her mouth in only a couple of minutes. Chris swallowed every drop of my ejaculate, something Susan had only done on rare occasions.

I helped Chris to her feet and began kissing her with passion and could feel her need in her own kisses. I led her to my bedroom which was down a short corridor from the living room. I had moved from the master suite because of the pain from the memories of Susan and me together there. I removed Chris's bra and panties and resumed kissing her mouth while squeezing her right breast with my left hand. I kissed my way down her chin to her neck and spent a few moments licking and sucking on it. I proceeded to kiss my way down to her gorgeous breasts which I would find to be 36D in size. I would suckle and lick one nipple while twisting and pinching the other. When Chris moaned very loudly from my attention to her breasts and nipples, I decided I wanted to taste her nectar and kissed my way down to her bare as a baby's bottom pussy, another first for me. Chris begged me to make her cum so I didn't spend any time teasing her before I began licking her engorged clit. Chris had a huge orgasm after only five minutes of my oral stimulation of her clit. She begged me to hurry up and stick my renewed hardness into her hot, wet snatch. I rose up between her legs, placed the purple knobbed end of my penis to her pink opening and shoved myself to the hilt inside her with one stroke. Chris was yelling for me to fuck her hard and fast so that was what I did. I managed to last twenty minutes from the furious paced fucking we were giving each other. Chris was matching me thrust for thrust and with equal force. She screamed out twice that she was coming before I felt the tension in my balls that signaled the closeness of my own orgasm. I asked her if I needed to pull out before creaming her interior walls and she told me no; she wanted to feel me shooting my hot seed into her body. My steamy sperm rushed up my shaft and into her pussy within seconds of her saying that to me and Chris had another orgasm when she felt my pulsing head buried as deeply as it could go inside her. 

Chris and I went to sleep in each other's arms in my bed. She awoke me as she was dressing to leave before daybreak, but asked me to come to her house for dinner that evening. I agreed of course and stood to kiss her before she left me for the day. I had trouble concentrating at work and since I didn't have any clients to handhold that day, took the rest of the day off. My law partner, William Danielson, had noticed my happiness and distraction and decided to find out why. When I explained to him that Chris and I had finally done more than talk to each other at the meetings, he was very happy for me. He and his wife Cheryl had been close friends with me and Susan and worried about my wellbeing since Susan's death. I didn't go into any details about the previous evenings activities with Chris, but Will knew I had gotten laid and couldn't stop grinning at me. He told me not to do anything he wouldn't do that evening with Chris and his hysterical laughing was the last thing I heard as I entered the elevator to leave the building.

Chris was a top level manager for a national company headquartered in our hometown. I had expected take out, figuring Chris wouldn't have time to cook for us, but was surprised to find a home cooked meal waiting for me when I got to Chris's house. We had a lovely time at dinner and were relaxing on the couch in Chris's living room after the meal. Chris put some music on her stereo and we danced together while smiling and laughing with each other. When the CD re-started after playing through its entirety, Chris turned it off and led me to her bedroom where we undressed each other while kissing and caressing each other. Chris stopped me when I started to kiss down her body, telling me she was more than ready for my hard dick and I needed to fuck her good and hard from the start. I slammed my turgid rod home with one stroke and began pounding her pussy hard and fast. Chris was screaming yes and don't stop after a couple of minutes. I only lasted ten minutes before I was spurting my heavy cream into her, but Chris came shortly after I did. 

Before I could react, Chris had turned us so that she was now on top. She quickly scooted down to my crotch and took my deflating erection into her mouth. She sucked and licked our combined juices from my now re-hardening phallus, another first for me. When I was fully engorged, Chris rose up, straddled me, and impaled herself on my steely tool and rode me like a woman possessed. I couldn't resist her breasts as they swung there in front of my face and began squeezing them while suckling first one then the other then both of her inch long nipples. Chris had two orgasms before my second one of the night.

We cuddled together after our fantastic fuck session and talked about the future and where we each saw our relationship going. I had begun feeling the same way for Chris as I had felt about Susan and told her so. We both agreed to continue dating each other so we didn't rush into any serious entanglement on impulse. The sex with Chris was great and I know that was part of the reason I was feeling the way I was about her. Chris agreed we needed to get to know each other better and maybe we needed to slow down. Unfortunately or on second thought maybe fortunately, we couldn't seem to make that happen. We were seeing each other almost every other day and having the best sex I had ever had whenever we were together. Susan and I had a good sex life with each other, but Susan wasn't very adventuresome in that part of our life together. She became adequate at blowjobs but wasn't enthusiastic about giving them. Missionary, occasionally doggie, and very rarely cowgirl were the three positions we used. Our bed and occasionally the living room couch were the only two places we had sex in. I thought our sex life was great until I started having sex with Chris.

Chris and I made love in every room in her house and all but the master bedroom in mine. We had sex in a parking garage in her car one day at lunch a couple of months after we began dating. Chris didn't let me fuck her ass, she begged me to; another first for me. We both exercised to stay in shape and Chris exchanged her gym club membership for one at the gym I was a member to. We had sex in the parking lot of the gym in my car during daylight hours, in the pool area after midnight one night when no one was there but us, and even in a storage room that Chris had found with a faulty lock.

After six months of fucking each other at least four and usually five times a week, we both agreed we loved each other and decided to marry. I suggested the weekend of June 4th which was my birthday, but Chris informed me she had a business trip to Albany, New York that week and while she was there she was going to visit a couple she and her late husband had been friends with for twenty years over that weekend. 

Even though she had five weeks of vacation as one of her perks, she had to wait a couple of months between them so we decided on a September wedding. I had never been to Los Angeles and Chris's company had a condo there so we went to LA for our honeymoon staying in the condo which was the company's wedding present to us. We had two weeks for our honeymoon and spent the first two days in the bedroom trying to fuck each other's brains out. The third day was spent lazing around the condo and its pool recovering from the past two days. We went to Disneyland, Knotts Berry Farm, and some of the other must see attractions in and around LA. I had a meltdown because of traffic so Chris became our designated driver after that. She had been to LA before on business and knew all the great places to go. We enjoyed our honeymoon and returned to our everyday lives full of love and happiness. We sold both our houses and bought a newer one because of the memories of our dead spouses. The house we bought was smaller than either of our previous two homes, but we had agreed that it would be the right size for us. We had both bought our previous homes with our former spouses with the idea of raising families in them, but that hadn't happened for either of us. In both cases problems in the female reproductive tract had prevented pregnancies. I did wonder sometimes how I managed to marry two women with similar circumstances. The money left from the sale of our two homes and the purchase of our new one was divided by us with each free to do with their share what they wished. I invested my share and began receiving a small bi-annual return from it which I reinvested.

Chris and I enjoyed the next five years together, living what I considered to be the perfect marriage. Chris never refused me sex nor I her even though some of the places she wanted to have sex were semi-public with the risk of being seen a possibility. I assumed that risk was what excited Chris so much. I didn't share in her excitement but participated to keep her happy. She traveled a few times a year on business with two of those being to Albany, New York spaced every six months apart, usually in January and June. I managed to accompany her on a couple of trips but never on one of the ones to Albany. I don't know had long I would've been in the dark if fate hadn't stepped in.

It was January and Chris was in Albany. I had called the previous evening and gotten her voice mail immediately. She had always returned my calls the same day in the past so I began to worry when I hadn't heard from her by midnight Austin time which made it 1 AM in Albany. I went to bed and slept fitfully, arising before dawn, and pacing the floor till it was 7 AM Albany time and I could call Chris's cell again.

"Hello George, I'm glad to finally get to talk to you." A strange man said after answering Chris's phone.

"Who is this and why do you have Chris's phone?" I asked in confusion. "Where's Chris? I'd like to speak to her."

"I'm Brian Cody and my wife and I are good friends with Chris. Chris is not able to speak to you because she fell on the icy sidewalk outside Joyce's and my home last evening. She hit her head and is still out cold. The doctor says she might have a concussion but he won't know until she wakes up."

"Why didn't the hospital call me before now? I've been worried sick from not hearing from her."

"I didn't let the hospital know about you. They think Joyce is her sister and next of kin. I wanted to talk to you and this seemed like the best opportunity for that. When I said Joyce and I were good friends with Chris I meant we were "GOOD FRIENDS", if you get what I mean."

"No Brian, I don't get what you mean!"

"We have friends with benefits relationships with Chris. BOTH Joyce and I do."

"You're saying Chris is having sex with you and your wife!"

"Yes that's what I'm saying. It started over twenty years ago when the four of us were in college. Robert was into it as much as Chris was. He and I would watch our wives together then enjoy the other's spouse. I've been trying to get Chris to bring you with her to Albany so we all can have the same relationship together, but she didn't think you'd go for it. Don't worry about the hospital and doctors' bills; I'll take care of those. I'll have Chris call you when she's able. Take care and have a nice day, George." 

The bastard hung up before I could say another word and the phone went straight to voice mail when I called back. I had gone from confusion to shock to anger to hurting the longer Brian had talked. I had learned my wife was hurt then learned she was a cheater and a bi-sexual one on top of that. I didn't know what to do and went to the one person I always went to when that occurred to me in the past, my best friend and law partner Will. I told him everything that I had learned and told him about the confused state I was in from that information. I loved Chris with all my heart and didn't want to lose her was one side of my dilemma. The hurt and anger from her betrayal and the secret life she had been living were the other side. We had talked about including another woman in our sex life and I could have forgiven her that even though she did it behind my back, but letting another man fuck her behind my back was another matter entirely. Yes, it was her body, but she had promised to be faithful to me forsaking all others. And yes the gender of her partner in crime shouldn't make a difference, cheating is cheating, but my male ego didn't see it that way. Will told me to stay calm and to talk to Chris before I did anything rash. He would get to work gathering information on Joyce and Brian Cody in case we needed it for a divorce and other legal maneuvers we might want to make.

I went to the gym to work off some of my anxiety and pain. I thought about stopping at a liquor store and getting a fifth of Jack Daniel's black, but decided that I wasn't going down that hole again. I went home and sat in my recliner not seeing the wall in front of me as my mind raced from one thought to the next and my emotions rode along. I would remember the good times with Chris and be happy. I would think about her making love to another woman and get aroused. I would think about another man with a bigger cock fucking her tight pussy and my erection would wilt before anger and despair began wrestling for control of my emotional state with anger winning some and despair the others. I must have dozed off because the ringtone for Chris's cell phone jerked me awake around 2 PM.

"Hi Chrystal, I understand we have something else in common."

"George, thank God you took my call. I was afraid you wouldn't. Brian had no business answering my phone this morning and I'm sorry about what he told you. I love you and only you George, please believe that. Please George, I'll do anything if you'll forgive me. Now what was it you said to me when you answered the phone?"

"I said I understand we have something else in common."

"We have a lot of things in common George. What do you mean?"

"We have something in common that I didn't know about before. If what Brian said is true and I'm guessing it is, we both like to eat pussy! Wish I knew that about you before now! Our fantasy of sharing a woman could've already happened!" I had heard Chris's gasp for breath when I said the bit about eating pussy. I could hear her sobbing softly now. ""Come home now, as quick as you can, and don't spend another minute with THEM if you truly want to save our marriage!" 

"Okay George, I'll pack my things and get to the airport as quickly as I can. I'll be home as soon as possible. I love you."

"NO! Leave your stuff and get to the airport now! Do you not understand what "not another minute" means?! I'm going to call Albany airport myself and see when the next plane from there headed to Texas is leaving. I expect you to be on it no matter where in Texas its heading. Will already has a PI watching you, if you're not in a cab headed away from their house as soon as we hang up, don't bother coming home! GOODBYE!" 

I disconnected the call and turned my cell phone off before jumping up from my recliner, jerking the lamp off the small table beside it, and flinging it across the room where it hit the marble stonework around our fireplace and shattered. I stormed out of my house and speed walked around our neighborhood until my anger had subsided. When I got back to the house, I turned my cell back on and saw I had two voice messages. I listened to them and the first was from Chris telling me she was on her way home. The second was from Will telling me to call him as soon as possible.

"Will, this is George. What's going on? You sounded agitated on the phone."

"George, what did you say to Chris? All hell broke loose in the house in Albany after you talked to her."

"I told her if she wanted to save our marriage to get away from them that minute and get her ass back to Texas. What happened?" 

"I don't know what was said before because it was in conversational tones, but when Chris started screaming she was leaving and to get out of her way, the PI could hear the sound of things being broken inside the house. The front door burst open and a petite blonde that couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds flew out of it and landed on her ass on the front porch. Chris was struggling with a man not much bigger than the woman before she picked up an umbrella stand beside the front door and hit him over the head with it. When the woman tried to stop her, Chris picked her up and threw her on top of the man. She almost got hit by the first taxi that came down the street. I don't know what she told the cabbie, but he let her get into the front of the cab and took off fast. The man in the back of the cab looked like he had seen a terrorist; his eyes were so big, according to the PI." 

"Have you found out anything about Joyce and Brian Cody, Will?"

"Yes, they are both only children from extremely rich and old money. Both sets of parents are dead and they haven't worked a day in their lives. They went to the same college as Chris and her late husband and their foursome activities are still talked about on its campus. You'll have to get more from Chris if you want it. My suggestion is you let the past be the past if you want your marriage to work." 


Her Secret Life... Ch. 01



"Okay Will and thanks. From Chris's actions, we might have a chance. Keep digging up the dirt on the Codys, it might come in useful." As soon as I hung up with Will, Chris's ringtone chimed on my phone.

"Hi baby, I'm in Dallas and the next puddle jumper to Austin takes off in ten minutes. With the drive from the airport I should be home in an hour and a half, hour and forty five minutes at the most. Please believe that I love you." 

"I love you too, but I'm still struggling here Chrystal. We'll talk when you get home. Bye." I disconnected the call and again turned off my phone. I waited twenty minutes before turning it back on.

I went to my den, grabbed a pen and legal pad, and began writing pros and cons to remaining married to Chris. All of the cons for staying married centered on my male ego's irrational thoughts that the placing of another man's cock into her body was worse than having sex with another woman. Another con was the financial hit the selling of our house would have on both of us since the housing market had went soft. Although completely paid for, I knew we wouldn't be able to sell it for more than we paid for it and probably would have to sell it for less than we paid for it. Our incomes were equal so that would be a wash. She had her own 401K and I had an IRA account so that should equal out too. With no children involved and if she didn't fight it (doubtful), a divorce should be relatively painless.

The pros list for staying married was significantly longer. Chris was beautiful, fun to be with, and the sex between us was out of this world. I still loved her with all my heart and didn't want to lose another marriage prematurely. I feared I would fall back into the bottle again and no one would be able to pull me out. I didn't doubt her love for me and from her actions earlier in the day knew she meant she'd do anything to get me to forgive her. I decided to wait and talk to my wife before making any decision.

Chris called from her car to let me know there was a traffic accident in front of her and she might be later than the time she gave me. It was two hours after her call from Dallas before she got home.

"George, dear, I'm home." Chris yelled out to me from the connecting door to our garage. 

"In my den, Chrystal." I yelled back to her. 

I could hear her running toward my den and she wouldn't have stopped until she had her arms around me if I hadn't yelled stop at her.

"No hugging or making up until we talk, Chrystal. Sit down in that chair in front of my desk."

"But, Georgie can't we sit over on the couch together and talk?"

"No Chrystal, we can't. You want me to forgive you for cheating on me so I get to make the rules. Now, sit down!"

Chris sat in the chair in front of me and I could see she was trying not to cry. I took a couple of deep breaths and put my mind in front of a jury box giving a closing argument to one of my cases.

"Chrystal, I have a few questions and I want honest answers from you. The first lie you tell and it's over. I do love you, but I can't live with someone I don't trust and right now my trust in you is barely alive. I don't want to hear any explanations or any details from the past. Please answer only my questions and don't add any BS to your answers. Do you understand what I'm telling you and will you be totally honest? Will has been gathering information all day and I know some of it, so again don't lie or we're through!"

"Yes, George I understand and will tell the truth."

"You told me you loved me and only me, but you have to have some love for them to keep doing this with them for twenty years so; which one of them is it or is it both?"

Chris hung her head before looking up at me to answer my question. "It's Joyce that I'm in love with, George. I only tolerate Brian because I have to to be with her."

"So you've already lied to me, Chrystal! I should send you packing now, but I wasn't lying when I told you I still loved you! Which one of us do you love enough to give up the other one for?"

"You George, I love you more than her or anybody! God forgive me, but I love you more than I ever did Robert! Please George, let me stay and make this up to you!"

"A couple more questions, Chrystal before I can decide one way or the other. All the trips to Albany were to have sex with them, weren't they? How much of our money has been spent on your trips to see them? If I say it's over between them and you, will you agree to it, be able to live with it, and follow my rules to the letter concerning them?"

"Yes all the trips to Albany were for that reason, George. None of our money was spent; they paid for everything needed for me to be there with them. Yes, George I meant it when I told you I'd to anything for your forgiveness."

"Well here are the rules: No contact with them what so ever! You'll delete their numbers from your phone, their e-mail addresses from your computers, and you'll burn without opening any other type correspondence they send you. Still think you can do it?"

"Yes George, for you and our marriage I can. Do you forgive me now?"

"Not completely Chrystal, it's too soon. I'm willing to work on saving our marriage if you are. Anymore secrets I need to know about, Chrystal? Secret lovers in other cities, maybe? Any around here?"

"No George, I swear they were it!"

"Okay sweetheart, how's your head?" I asked her bringing a huge smile to her face. 

"My head is hurting some; I didn't have a concussion which was good. I have to take it easy for a couple of days and see my own doctor if the headache hasn't gone away by then."

By that time it was dark and I felt exhausted. I stood and invited Chris into my arms where we hugged and kissed each other before retiring to our bedroom. We waited the couple of days per the doctor's orders before having the biggest fuck fest we'd had since our honeymoon. I thought the incident was behind us, but it wasn't. That's another story.

To be continued



Her Secret Life... Ch. 02



Chris and I had been talking about the pain and discomfort she had caused me by keeping her affair with Joyce and Brian Cody a secret. Chris had gotten a new cell phone and number which I checked out weekly, along with both her personal laptop and work one, and had even made her close out the savings account that she had started with her share of the difference from the selling of our two homes and the buying of the one we shared so I could monitor her spending, all with Chris' agreement. I was fairly certain she hadn't had any contact with them since she promised me she wouldn't. I was beginning to trust her again and told her so. I stopped her anytime she started to try and explain how and why it happened. I didn't want to know from the fear that I would get jealous then angry and say something hurtful or lash out physically and ruin any hope of repairing our marriage.

It was the middle of May and I had managed to settle a lawsuit out of court for my client that set him up for life and put a tidy sum into not only my bank account but the firm's as well. I was in a celebratory mood and planned to surprise Chris with a night out on the town. I knew my plan was not to be when I got home and smelled food already being cooked when I entered the house.

I was totally surprised to find Chris in our kitchen preparing a full course dinner dressed in a French maid's outfit.

"Georgie, stay right there. Let me set these pots off the heat and I'll be with you." My beautiful wife exclaimed to me. 

I watched as she turned the eyes on the stove off and set the pots to the side of the stove. When she turned to face me, I could see her exposed breasts. The top portion of her uniform had been made so the sides covered her breasts when she was in profile and that was why I hadn't been able to see her breasts before. Her nipples were hard and Chris's cheeks were flushed with arousal. She hurried to me and gave me a big kiss and a hug before dropping down in front of me, unzipping my pants, and freeing my hardening dick. She had it in her mouth as soon as the head had cleared. She began sucking and licking my turgid rod and when she snaked her hand into my pants and started massaging my balls, I couldn't and didn't want to hold back my orgasm any longer. I spurted five big spurts and a couple of small ones into her waiting mouth. Chris swallowed every drop of my ejaculate, licked the head of my softening cock, and then looked up at me with love and adoration in her eyes. I pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard.

"Thank you for the surprise, baby! I love you!"

"I love you too, Georgie! Go sit and rest while I finish dinner."

I got a glass of tea from the fridge and went to my recliner to relax. When Chris called me to the table twenty minutes later, I was happier than I had been since before finding out about her affair. I had to ask her to cover her breasts so I could eat. We talked about our day's events and laughed together about her ruining my surprise for her. We decided we would celebrate my victory on Saturday.

Chris and I retired to the bedroom where we spent ten minutes kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Chris stripped me naked, but made me stop when I tried to undress her. She pushed me down on my back on our bed and straddled my mid-section, impaling herself on my steely tool. She rode me like the first night we were together and I treated her tits the same as I did that night. She had multiple orgasms on my cock before I shot my second steamy load into her hot pussy. She collapsed down onto my chest and we lay there panting for breath as our sweat began to cool our bodies. Chris lay down beside me with a troubled look upon her face.

"George, I need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad. A mutual friend of Joyce's and me called today. Joyce wanted her to tell me to call her or e-mail her soon. According to our friend, Joyce misses me and wants us to continue our relationship, minus Brian. George, I didn't have anything to do with this, I swear. I'll not do anything to ruin us again. Please, believe me!"

"I believe you Chris, but if you want my permission to contact Joyce, you're not going to get it! I meant what I said about contacting either of them and will divorce you if you do contact Joyce. Tell your friend to tell her you'll not now or ever be; talking to her, seeing her, or being with her again! She also needs to tell Joyce that she'll not be acting as her go between in the future! Don't make me lose the trust in you that I've built back up!"

"Oh Georgie, I'll never do anything to make you lose your trust in me ever again! I'll do exactly what you told me to do, I promise, but Georgie I miss making love to a woman. I can't help the urge or need or whatever it is that makes me the way I am. What am I going to do?"

"Chris, we talked about including another woman in our sex life before. I have no problem with you making love with another woman as long as I'm there sharing the experience with you. The questions I have are: One, can you be happy with having sex with another woman only when I'm involved? And Two: Are you going to be okay with me fucking another woman because that's what's going to happen if we share a woman?"

"Yes Georgie, I can answer both of your questions with a big YES! I have dreamed about us sharing a woman, but was afraid to push it because I was afraid how you would react when you saw how experienced I was at making love to a woman. I knew you'd never go for what I and Robert had with Joyce and Brian."

"Chris, there's one more thing I need to tell you. I can't stand the thought of another man's cock inside your body. If we do begin sharing other women, they'll have to be single or be able to play without hubby being involved. I'm sorry, and I know its selfish male pride, but I won't share you with other men. Can you live with that?"

"Yes Georgie, this is the only cock I need!" 

She dropped her head to my crotch and sucked my dick into her mouth. When I was fully engorged, I pushed her over onto her belly, lifted her hips up, and rammed my hardness into her still sopping wet cunt with one stroke. I began to hammer her unmercifully and she was screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes!" and "Don't stop...Fuck me harder!" over and over again. We fucked for thirty minutes before I had to quit from exhaustion. Chris had multiple orgasms before I stopped pounding into her. I didn't even feel like I had come close to an orgasm, a first for me.

We both were asleep within minutes of catching our breaths. I was awakened the next morning by Chris's mouth on my cock. I grabbed her, threw her down on her back, and slipped my erection into her wet, pink center. I made slow, gentle love to her and we both climaxed within seconds of each other.

We showered together in the large shower we had installed when we first bought the house. We didn't indulge in anymore sex during our shower, promising to make up for it that evening. We both dressed and went to work, agreeing to meet up at the gym to work out together after work. I saw Chris talking to a beautiful 5'5" slim and trim redhead at the gym whose name I knew to be Sally. I didn't know any more about her and didn't think any more about it. I had seen them talking to each other before and wasn't concerned. 

A client called in a panic as I was leaving the office Friday afternoon so I called Chris and invited her to my office to wait while I handled the crisis. I wasn't able to finish all that needed to be done to resolve my client's problem and decided that since I'd have to work on it Saturday morning anyway; I'd take Chris to a small diner with good home cooked food. We had an enjoyable evening and went home where Chris rebuffed me when I tried to initiate sex for the first time ever in our relationship; telling me to save it for Saturday with a mischievous grin on her face. 

I had made reservations for Chris and me at the French restaurant in town. Chris was stunning in a red dress that showed a tad of her cleavage and was slit up the right side to just below her hip. I wore a dark blue suit pinstriped with lighter blue lines, a white shirt, and a red tie that matched Chris's dress. When I suggested we go dancing after our meal, Chris readily agreed if I went to a nightclub she wanted to go to. Since we were celebrating and I wanted to make her happy, I let her direct me to the club of her choice. I should have begun to suspect something was up when I noticed that there weren't more than a handful of men in the club, but Chris was acting so joyful, I didn't want to spoil the evening by commenting on it. Chris led me to the dance floor before we did anything else. I was concentrating on Chris and my dance steps since I'm not a good dancer and didn't immediately realize someone was rubbing themselves against my back. When it did register, I turned my head and saw Sally behind me. Before I could pull away, she had pulled my head down and placed a huge, wet kiss on my mouth. When she placed a similar kiss on Chris' lips, my dick began to stir. It was then that I received an even greater shock from Chris.

"Sally wants to help us celebrate tonight, Georgie, but only if you want her to!"

"Yes Chris, I would love to have Sally help us celebrate!" 

The DJ changed the music from a slow couples tune to a fast beat techno-pop one so I asked Chris and Sally to find us a table to sit at. Sally took each of mine and Chris' hands in hers and led us to a table on the same level as the dance floor, but back against the knee wall that separated that level from the next one up. Knowing my problem with alcohol, Chris asked me if she and Sally could share a bottle of wine. I went to the bar and got them a bottle of Champagne and a club soda for me. I stopped and watched as they kissed passionately at the table before delivering their bottle and glasses to them. After sipping from her glass of Champagne, Sally arose from her seat and proceeded to sit in my lap; where she began kissing me just as passionately as she had been Chris. She broke from our kissing and grinned at me when she felt my erection against her hip. She left my lap and pulled Chris to the dance floor where they danced close together and touched each other adding to their excitement and mine. When they were both tired from their dance, they returned to the table where Chris sat in my lap and began kissing me as she rubbed her hip against my dick. 

When a waitress passed our table, I asked if we could take the bottle outside because I was ready to take the celebration to our house. She answered in the affirmative and went to the bar and brought back plastic glasses for us to take with us. I escorted the two ladies to our car and helped them into the back seat. I could only catch glimpses of them kissing and caressing each other during the short drive to our house. I heard Chris' familiar scream of climax and knew Sally had given it to her. I was just pulling into our garage when I heard Sally moan then scream and knew Chris had given her an orgasm. I helped them from the back seat and saw that both had the tops of their dresses pushed down past their bare breasts, their panties were in the floorboard, and both their pussies were glistening with moisture. I had barely gotten into the house when they both began to assault my body. Chris was kissing me as she tried to undo my tie and shirt while Sally was kneeling beside us working on my trousers and briefs. When my hardened cock was exposed, Chris knelt down beside Sally and they began licking at my shaft together. When Sally took my steely pole into her mouth and began sucking on it hard I shot my first load of the evening into her mouth. When I had finished spurting, she turned to Chris and began kissing her and I assumed sharing my salty seed with her.

I helped them up and led them to the master bedroom. While they stood kissing and caressing each other beside the bed, I went to the dining room and grabbed a chair. They were on the bed kissing and rubbing their bodies together by the time I got back. When Sally pushed Chris over onto her back and kissed her way down to valley between her legs, my flaccid penis began to harden. I was fully engorged when she began licking Chris' pussy. Sally's ass was stuck up into the air giving me a perfect view of her moist, pink center. I climbed up on the bed behind her and began rubbing the head of my dick up and down her slit. When my tool was covered with her juices, I slipped it into her snatch. She was tight and it took me a few easy strokes before I was buried to the hilt. I began to thrust in and out with long, slow strokes for the next ten minutes. I heard and felt Chris have a huge orgasm in that ten minute span. Sally rose up from Chris' pussy and begged me to fuck her harder and faster. Chris grabbed Sally by the hair and shoved her face back into her crotch as I began to hammer Sally's snatch with my cock. Sally was screaming into Chris's pussy after five minutes of me slamming her cunt and I shot my second load deep into her body five minutes later. Sally gave Chris her second orgasm ten minutes after that at which point I was sitting back in the chair.

Chris pulled Sally up and began kissing her before pushing her over on her back and kissing down her front to her snatch. I watched as Chris licked and sucked the combination of juices from off and out of her body. When Sally had her own huge orgasm moments later, Chris got off the bed and rushed to me. I kissed her and licked her face clean. We stood hugging and kissing each other while Sally lay on our bed and watched. 

I gently pushed Chris away before slipping into a robe and going to the car to retrieve the bottle of Champagne then detouring to the kitchen to get me bottled water. Chris and Sally were lying together on our bed lightly touching each other while giving each other tender kisses. I sat on the edge of the bed drinking my water as the two ladies finished the Champagne.

Chris motioned for me to lie down between her and Sally so I removed the robe and joined them on the bed. Chris was kissing me while Sally licked and sucked at my nipples before running her hand down to my renewed erection where she found Chris's hand already wrapped around it. Chris asked Sally to get into 69 with her and me to fuck her doggie while they pleasured each other with their mouths. We quickly assumed our positions and I began to fuck my loving wife with long strokes in and out of her extremely hot and wet sex. The sensation of her pussy clenching and unclenching around my shaft combined with Sally's licking at our junction point was so new and exciting that I couldn't remain calm and began hammering Chris' pussy as fast and hard as I could. I splashed her interior walls with my third orgasm of the night five minutes after starting to fuck her at that pace. Chris came seconds after me as Sally continued to lick us both. When my cock had shrunk and fallen out of Chris' body, Sally licked it clean of our combined secretions then renewed her licking and sucking of Chris's pussy. I retired to the chair and watched as the two beautiful women gave each other another orgasm with their mouths on each other's pussy and clit.

We all went to the kitchen nude when they had calmed for food and liquids then returned to the bed where we continued to fuck and suck each other until we were exhausted and passed out asleep in each other's arms. 

When I awoke from the sunlight in my eyes through the window blinds, I found a note from Chris telling me she had taken Sally back to her car and would bring breakfast with her on her return. I went and showered and reclined in the living room where I dozed back off. Chris awakened me when she opened the garage door upon her return. We enjoyed the still hot breakfast sandwiches she had brought then returned to our bed and lazed in it the rest of the morning. Chris was able to coax my cock to an erection late in the afternoon and rode me through two orgasms before I begged her to stop not getting anywhere close to an orgasm of my own. We went to bed early and Chris thanked me for the previous night and asked when we could do it again. I replied maybe in a couple of months; explaining that more often would dilute the excitement to which she reluctantly agreed. We went to sleep in each other's arms; back to the loving couple we had been before my discovery of her affair. The problem of Joyce would spring up later in the week, unbeknownst to us.

Chris called me at my office crying about 10:30 AM Wednesday of that week. "George, I didn't know it was from Joyce, I swear! Please George; you've got to believe me!" She managed to say between sobs.

"Chris, take some deep breaths and try to calm down. I don't even know what you're talking about."

I heard her breath in deeply a couple of times and her sobbing changed to sniffling. "I got a package from FED-EX a few minutes ago. It didn't have the sender's name on it so I opened it. George it was from Joyce and had a letter and some pictures in it. I swear I would've burned it if I knew it was from her!"

"Did you read the letter and what is on the pictures, Chris?"

"I didn't read the letter, but the pictures are of us with Sally Saturday night."

"What do they show? The three of us having sex in our own home? If they do that's against the law and whoever took them and the person responsible for having them taken is in big trouble."

"No, there are no pictures of us in the house. They show us dancing at the club, kissing each other, leaving together, and you pulling the car into the garage. Then there's one of me taking Sally to her car the next morning and us kissing goodbye."

"Read the letter and tell me the high points, Chris." I waited for five minutes before I heard Chris beginning to cry again. "Chris, honey, don't cry. Whatever it is, we can handle it. Tell me what is in the letter that has you so upset!"

"Joyce wants me to resume my relationship with her and there'll be trouble for both you and me if I don't. The pictures will go public with the insinuation that we had a wild night of three-way sex with Sally."

"Well, we did have a wild night of three-way sex with Sally, but she can't prove it with just those pictures. The important thing is she fucked up. What she is trying to do is called blackmail and that definitely is against the law. Bring everything you received and get to my office now. I don't care what you have to tell your boss, understand!"

"Yes George, I should be there in five minutes, ten at the most. I love you!"

"I love you too; now get that beautiful ass of yours over here right now!" I hung up the phone and hustled my ass down to Will's office.

"Will, I need a minute, okay?"

"Sure George, come on in. What's up?"

"Joyce Cody's up and I plan on taking her down!"

"Tell me what you're talking about and what you need from me."

"Joyce sent a package to Chris unsigned and Chris opened it. It had pictures of Chris and me with another woman Saturday night. Chris and I were kissing her passionately in a club and her and Chris danced together, rubbing their bodies against each other in a sexual manner. She went home with us and that's all the pictures show except for Chris taking her back to her car the next morning. A letter said that if Chris didn't resume her relationship with Joyce we'd both be sorry. That's blackmail and I'm going to burn that bitch for it. Do you still have that dirt we dug up on them before? How hard would it be to refresh it and maybe get some new dirt to go with it? Everything obtained legally of course."

"I have what we dug up before and thinking something like this might happen, I've had a PI on retainer to keep the stuff updated. Brian and Joyce are in the process of a divorce. Seems like Joyce blames Brian for upsetting the apple cart by talking to you and she won't forgive him for it. She has moved here to Austin and has a nice condo in that new complex north of downtown. Brian threatened to expose Joyce's and Chris' twenty year affair here in Austin, but Joyce told him he'd disappear and never be found before she let that happen. Her family could and would be able to do that too. You might want to rethink your plan, George. Joyce's family is not nice people if you know what I mean."




Her Secret Life... Ch. 02



"I think you mean they're mob connected."

"That's exactly what I mean." 

"Okay, then what do you propose we do, my good friend." I heard Chris calling my name at that point. "Chrissie baby, over here in Will's office!"

"Oh God, George, did you have to bring Will into this?" Chris asked me when she entered Will's office.

"Will's been involved from the start, Chrystal. Who do you think I turned to when I found out about you and them? Don't you remember me telling you he had a PI watching you? Did you know Joyce's family has mob ties? I'm sure you didn't know she was in Austin or you'd have told me, right?"

"Joyce's is in Austin! Oh no George, what are we going to do?"

"Well my good friend over there thinks my idea of burning the bitch down might get us killed, so he was about to tell me what he thought we should do, weren't you, Will?"

"I think you need to become friends with Joyce. It's better to make a friend than an enemy; especially an enemy that could make you disappear for good."

"Are you out of your mind?" Both Chris and I yelled at the same time.

"No, I'm perfectly sane. With Brian out of the picture, I think it makes good sense."

"What?! Brian and Joyce aren't together? Why?" Chris blurted out. 

"Yes, Joyce and Brian aren't together. She's divorcing him and because he's afraid of her family, he's not fighting it. She blames him for telling George about the three of you and you're leaving her. She was happy with the way everything was going and will do anything to get you back, Chris."

"But Chris loves her. If we make friends with her, Chris might change her mind as to which one of us she loves more and leave me for Joyce, Will."

"No George, I'll never love her as much as I love you! I'll never leave you for her or any other person on earth. We'll grow old and die within months of each other, George! I promise!"

"We'll have to talk about this. In the meantime, Chris give Will the package you got today. We need to find out who took those pictures and if they truly are from Joyce." I said as I stood to leave Will's office.

Chris gave the package over to Will and I helped her up from her seat. We walked arm in arm to my office. I told Janice my secretary to hold all calls unless they were from Will. Chris and I went and sat side by side on my big leather couch.

"George, what are we going to do? I didn't know about Joyce's family, I swear!" Chris was anxious as we sat together holding each other's hands.

"I don't know. Maybe Will is right. I'm just not sure. Would Joyce want to be friends with both of us or is she going to want you alone? If we do become friends, is she going to play by our rules? Are you still in love with her and how can I be sure you won't leave me for her? I assume the reason the four of you only got together once every six months was because of the distance. She's in the same town now so is she going to want to be with you more than once every three months or so?"

"I'll answer the easy question first: Yes, I'm still in love with Joyce, but it's not equal to the love I've got for you, George. I can't even think of leaving you. You're the best lover I've ever had, you let me indulge in my yearnings for other women and the sex in places where we might be seen, and you let me be me. I love you with most of my heart and all of my soul, George.

The distance was the main reason for the four of us not getting together more often, but I didn't want it to happen more often. I did love Joyce more than I loved Robert and if we'd seen each other more often; I'd have probably left him for them or her. I was the one that nixed them from coming to see us here in Austin, which they wanted to do. After Robert and I met them at our college, there wasn't a Robert and I; it was always the four of us. I think Robert and I had sex alone only once after the four of us started fucking each other in college.

I don't know the answers to the questions you asked about Joyce. She's used to getting her way and not many people had the guts and/or willingness to go against her. I did when I put the idea of them coming to Austin to rest. She didn't answer my calls for five months after I told her no. Together you and I are stronger than her. I guess we won't know unless we talk to her."

"Okay, we'll talk to her together, but don't let her know I'm going to be there. I'll stop Will before he expends anymore time or money on the pictures." I told Chris as I rose to call Will.

Chris and I talked the rest of the afternoon about Joyce and how we could handle the situation she had put us in. We finally agreed on a lunch time meeting on Friday at a neighborhood restaurant close to Joyce's condo. Chris called Joyce who quickly agreed to the Friday meeting. I called Chris's boss and told him we had a family emergency, could he do without her the rest of the day, and could he give Chris that Friday off. He was very understanding and told me to tell Chris not to worry about her job and hoped us good luck. I knew that Friday was empty for me so Chris and I would be together and on the same page come Friday. We went home where I made slow gentle love to Chris the rest of the afternoon and evening. 

On Friday, I had Chris go into the restaurant ahead of me with explicit instructions that she wasn't to have any physical contact with Joyce except for a small hug and a kiss on the cheek. Anything more and we'd be leaving and taking our chances with the legal system. I watched as Chris approached a blonde pixie of a woman and saw that Chris managed to follow my instructions though I could see Joyce wanted more. Joyce was 5' tall, very slim on top, with what I guessed to be 32A cup sized breasts, and broad hips above stubby legs and weighed more than 100 pounds now. If the size of her thighs were propositional to her calves, they would have to be thick. She was the epitome of a pear shaped woman. I let them settle down in their seats before I walked to their table.

"Hello Joyce, I'm George, Chris's husband." I said as stopped beside Chris's chair and stuck out my hand which Joyce shook. I had Chris scoot her chair over to the side of the table so I could place my chair on her side of the table with Joyce seated across from us. "I don't appreciate you trying to blackmail my wife, Joyce. My first thought was to burn your ass for it, but my partner convinced me that might not be a good idea. Chris and I are here to see what you want and to see if we can be friends, maybe even with benefits."

"I want Chris back in my life and my bed. I love her and need to be with her." Joyce told us. I nudged Chris so she could tell Joyce what we had agreed upon.

"Joyce, I love you too, but I love George more. We might be able to be friends and in the future lovers, but I'll not be leaving George to be with you. The only way we become lovers again is if George is involved. I won't be spending any nights with you in your bed unless George is there too. George is my life and I'll never intentionally hurt him again."

"But, Chris don't you miss the way I made you feel when we were together? Don't you miss the orgasms you had with me? Didn't you tell me once we could be together forever if Robert wasn't around?"

"Yes, I said that, but that was before I met George. He is a much better lover than Robert and the orgasms he gives me are greater than the ones you gave me. He understands me and loves me so if you were thinking I'd leave him for you; you're wrong. You know we've already shared another woman and it was the greatest sex I've ever had. George actively participated not like Robert and Brian. George and I will be together until one of us dies. We know about your family ties and if anything happens to either of us the authorities will be looking at you first. Joyce, please let's be friends and see where that leads, okay?"

I could see the anger and confusion on Joyce's face and in her eyes. I think she had thought it was going to be easy for her to get Chris away from me. I continued to watch her as she sat in front of me thinking about everything Chris had said. I finally saw the anger leave her eyes and began to relax. 

"Chris, this isn't what I thought would happen. I'm happy for you and George. It looks like you found the man of your dreams and I won't do anything to hurt either of you or your relationship together. I should have realized how you felt about him the way you left the last time we were together. I do want to be friends with you both, but if you get tired of him or he stops making you happy, I'll be there to take his place. Take care of our girl, George." Joyce said as she started to leave. 

"Joyce, before you go, do you have plans for tomorrow night? If not, would you like to go out to dinner with Chris and me?"

"No, I don't have any plans and I'd love to have dinner with the two of you. Chris, you can let me know the time and place so I can meet you there."

"I'll call you later this evening, Joyce." Chris said as she rose and gave Joyce another kiss on the cheek.

When Joyce had left, I returned my seat to its proper place and sat in the chair Joyce had just vacated. "I'll call Janice and have her make reservations at Ruth Chris's for the three of us then we can talk, okay Chris?"

"Yes George, do that."

After talking to Janice, I returned my attention to my beautiful wife. "You've known her for twenty years so can we trust her, Chris?"

"Joyce has never lied to me in the past, George and she did respect my request for them not coming to Austin when they wanted to those many years ago so I trust her. She always told me she wanted me to be happy even if it didn't include her. George, you do know you make me happy, right? If you don't think we can trust her, I'll understand and tomorrow will be the last time we see her. I meant every word I told her and you, George. If giving up having sex with women is what I need to do to keep you, I'll do it. I love you George and will love you until I die."

"We are only going to have dinner with her tomorrow. I want to get to know her better before I can begin to trust her. Are you going to be okay with that?"

"Yes, I will. I almost lost you once and I'll do whatever you think is best to never have that happen again. Can we go home now so you can fuck my brains out?"

"Yes we can and I'll try to do just that."

   To be continued



Her Secret Life... Ch. 03



Chris and I walked arm in arm to my car which was parked to the side of the entrance to the restaurant we had lunch with Joyce in. Neither of us had to go back to work and Chris had offered an afternoon of sexual fun when we got home. I had gotten onto the freeway that would take us home when Chris scooted over next to me and started whispering in my ear while rubbing her hand over my crotch.

"I don't know if I can wait till we get home, Georgie. I'm so horny from thinking of being with Joyce again. I hope you decide we can share her in the future. I want to watch you fuck her with your big cock while I'm licking you both. You're bigger than both Robert and Brian and I'm sure Joyce has never had one as big as yours. You like me talking about us with her don't you Georgie? You're harder than I can ever remember. If you get off at the next exit, I'll show you a place where you can stick that cock in me right now. Please Georgie; I need you to fuck me!"

I followed Chris's directions and found myself pulling into a ramshackle barn a couple of miles down a dirt road from the secondary road the exit had taken me on. Chris tried to squeeze herself between me and the steering wheel seconds after I had turned the car off.

"Chrissie, slow down! We need to get in the back seat or find some hay to lie on. This in the front seat isn't going to work."

"Let's get in the backseat! I don't want any dried up hay sticking me in the ass while you're pounding my pussy with your big dick!" 

Chris was in the backseat with panties off and her legs spread in invitation before I could exit the car. She wasn't joking about being turned on either. Her whole crotch was glistening from the juices flowing out of her pussy. I unzipped my pants and pulled my fully engorged penis out into the open. I climb into the back seat with Chris and she immediately grabbed my turgid rod and pulled me toward her hot center with it. I pumped my engorged member to the hilt with one stroke inside Chris's body. 

"Fuck me!...Hard and fast!...I need to cum, now! I can't get the image of you fucking Joyce with your fat cock while I'm underneath you both licking her clit and your cock out of my head! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me George!"

I was thrusting my hardened tool into her without mercy. I managed to hold back my own orgasm until Chris screamed out in her release. I shot my steamy load deep into her wet center upon hearing that scream. I stroked in and out of her a few more times until we had both begun to calm down from our peaks. That was the moment I heard someone clapping their hands behind me.

I scooted back out of the car and managed to put my flaccid penis back into my pants and zip up before turning to see who was behind me. I saw a large, age in the late 50's or early 60's, woman standing in the door to the barn. She was 6'2 or 3 inches tall with muscles that would rival a NFL linebacker. She must have been a beauty in her younger days, but the many years of working outdoors in the Texas heat and weather left her face with that leathery texture and appearance common to all men and women who spend too much time outdoors.

"I heard her get hers so you're better than the average man, but you're trespassing on private property. You should've gotten a room in a motel instead of picking my barn for your little tryst. Maybe the wife won't divorce you when she finds out you're fucking another woman in the afternoons." I felt Chris nudged me at that point so I stepped toward the back of the car to let her out of the backseat. The smile that came to the big woman's face just verified that she had been beautiful at one time in her life.

"Chrystal, I'm surprised to see you climbing out of that car! Why didn't you call and let me know you needed a secret place to fuck your boyfriend! New husband already letting you down?!"

"No Bonnie, he is the new husband and he's never let me down! George, I want you to meet Bonnie Graham, my old mentor from the company! Bonnie this is George Blackshear and the best husband a woman could want. I'm to blame for this, not him! We were headed home so he could spend the afternoon fucking my brains out, but I couldn't wait, I was so horny!" 

Chris hurried across the distance between them and gave the older woman a big hug then motioned for me to come to them. I offered Bonnie my hand which she used to pull me into a near bone crushing hug. Chris started laughing hysterically when she saw the look of distress on my face.

"Ease up on him, Bonnie; he still has to take me home so we can pick up where we left off!"

Bonnie released me and grinned at me. She motioned for Chris and me to follow her and led us to one of the stalls in the barn where I saw a wooden table and four matching chairs. Bonnie sat at the head of the table and motioned for us to take seats on either side of her.

"How did a woman who had to have climbed fairly high up the corporate ladder end up on a farm mere miles away from downtown Austin?" I asked her when we were seated.

"My husband Sam owned this farm. It's been his family's for five generations. When he got diagnosed with lung cancer, he begged me to quit my job and learn to run the farm until one of our two sons was old enough to take over and I loved him so much that I did. Neither of our sons was interested in taking over the farm and went to college instead. One's a lawyer in Dallas and the other is a doctor in Denver. I guess the developers who've been after the farm will get it when I'm gone."

"It doesn't have to happen that way. Here's my card. Come down to my office sometime next week and we'll see what we can do to keep it as a working farm for as long as you decide you want it to be one after you're gone. You don't know, maybe one of your grandchildren will get the farming gene your sons didn't." I told Bonnie as I stood to leave. "It's been nice meeting you and I wish it had happened sooner. Chrissie are you ready to go?"

"You let him call you Chrissie? I thought you hated being called that. You didn't want people to think you were an airhead like that character on "Three's Company"."

"Georgie is the only one that calls me that and he does it with love and affection in his tone. I'm sorry I haven't brought him by to meet you before. Let's keep in touch and not be strangers again. Bye Bonnie."

Chris and I made our way back to my car and I had to ask the one question that had been bugging me since seeing the table and chairs in the stall of the barn. 

"Chris, do you know why the table and chairs are set up like that in Bonnie's barn?"

"Yes George, I do."

"Can you tell me because I can't figure it out."

"Once a month she plays strip poker with three of her single farmhands and whenever someone losses all their clothes, she fucks and sucks all three of them. It started before Sam died and gave her permission to do it."

"WOW! She's a beautiful woman; couldn't she get laid without doing that?"

"Yes, she can and does; but I think she enjoys it too much to quit. Now, enough talk; get me home and finish what you started."

"Yes boss!" I proceeded home. 

We showered together then I made love to Chris the rest of the afternoon. We went to sleep in each other's arms early in the evening. My normal sleep pattern was six hours so I was awake at 3 AM and went to my den so I wouldn't disturb Chris. I used my home computer to do some research into helping Bonnie keep her family farm together and working after she was gone. I had taken an instant liking to her from the brief time we were with her unlike my feelings toward Joyce. I read through some of the background on Joyce that Will had dug up and one item caught my eye. The randy foursome had been discovered in a university lab building engaged in sexual activity and the only two that were disciplined were Robert and Chris. That told me everything I needed to know about her character. A person doesn't let someone they profess to love take the rap for their own misdeeds in my book. I seriously doubted Chris and I would be involved with Joyce in the manner Chris was wanting.

Chris dressed in her slinky black dress with black thigh highs and spaghetti strapped sandals with three inch heels. I had chosen a solid blue suit with a lighter blue dress shirt and comfortable black shoes. Chris and I got to Ruth Chris's ten minutes before our reservation, but were seated immediately. Chris asked me if she could have a glass of white wine while we waited for Joyce. I had told her on more than one occasion that she didn't have to ask me when she wanted an alcoholic drink, but she always did any way. I said yes and reminded her that I'd let her know when I thought she'd had enough. Joyce was escorted to the table just as Chris' wine and my water were delivered and ordered one for her. Chris and I stood where I shook her hand while Chris kissed her cheek before we both sat back down. I had deliberately sat across from Chris so that Joyce was between us at the four person table. I had warned Chris that I didn't want to see her and Joyce whispering to each other during our meal. Anything that was said needed to be out in the open for all of us to hear and be able to comment on. I had gained most of my trust in Chris back, but around Joyce I was still a little wary. I waited until our meal, which we all seemed to enjoy, was over before asking Joyce the one question that had been on my mind since reading Will's report on her.

"Joyce, I need to know why when the four of you were caught having sex in a university lab Robert and Chrystal were the only two disciplined for it." Chris started to speak, but I shook my head no.

"Brian and I had been caught in a similar situation before and would have been expelled. Chrystal and Robert agreed to take the punishment so the university could show that they weren't as liberal as their reputation made them out to be. Brian and I didn't get away without consequences though. I had to have sex with the old professor who was head of the department while Brian watched then he had to fuck the old crone of a wife of the professor's while I watched. I think Brian gave her the first orgasm she'd had in years. When they tried to make us to it again, I called my father and the next thing we knew the professor was retiring and the university hired a new department head from another college. That hadn't happened in decades, they usually promoted from within. We did keep them from dragging Chris and Robert into their twisted scheme. You only saw the written account of the events and decided I wasn't a stand up person, didn't you George?"

"Yes Joyce, I did do that and had decided that Chris and I wouldn't be seeing you again after tonight. I can admit when I'm wrong and maybe I was wrong about you, but we still need to get to know each other before I can even consider letting you back into Chris's life as a lover. You do understand that I'm going to be participating also, don't you?"

"Yes George, I understand and I'm looking forward to seeing, touching, and fucking whatever you have in your pants. It must be quite a package if it pleases Chris more than I did."

"It's not just the package, Joyce. It's the man that uses it. He knows how to do more than fuck." Chris blurted out.

"Maybe in the near future, both of you will get what you want; but I think this evening needs to end. Why don't we get together for lunch one day next week so we can continue to get comfortable with each other?" 

"That sounds fine to me, George. I meant what I said earlier in the week. I'll not try and push myself back into Chris's life as long as she's happy. I hope that you'll come to realize that I'm a person who stands by my words, George. Let me pick up the check."

"No Joyce, I invited you out tonight so I'll get the check. You can leave the tip if you want."

Joyce stood and after pulling her wallet from the handbag she was carrying, dropped a fifty on the table. I sat back down beside Chris after Joyce had left.

"Was that the truth, Chris? Did you know about the consequences they went through after you four were caught? Can I trust her not to try and steal you from me?"

"Yes, that was the truth; she and Brian had used that same lab to have sex in a year before we got together. They were disciplined and would've been expelled for the second time if Robert and I hadn't taken the heat for them. We were all seniors and expulsion would have been bad for them. Their families might not have let them continue to live their pampered lives. Joyce told me about the rest years later. I don't know about you trusting her George, but she has never given me any indication that she's not an honorable person."

"Chris, I still need to get comfortable with her. Don't get mad, but I need you to promise me you won't have any secret phone calls, e-mails, or meetings with Joyce. I'm still afraid she'll try and steal you from me. Can you make that promise and tell me if Joyce begins trying to persuade you into leaving me?"

"I don't know how many ways I can tell you this George, but I love you and won't let her or anyone else come between us! I promise to tell you everything we talk about good or bad if that's what you need from me. Can we go home now? I need you to use those other talents you have in giving me orgasms before you fuck the hell out of me!"

We went home and spent the rest of the evening wearing each other out in our king sized bed. Chris got the orgasm she wanted from my mouth and tongue on her pussy and I got to pound her pussy thrice before I was too tired to continue.

Chris and I began to see Joyce once a week for the next couple of months as if we were dating her. Most were lunches with a couple of dinners thrown in. Sally had let Chris know she was ready for a repeat of the evening we had shared after my victory so we took her out to dinner and then went straight home, spending most of the night fucking and sucking each other in every combination we could think of for three people to be in. The next morning Chris and I both took Sally to breakfast and home.

I was comfortable enough with Joyce to begin thinking of sharing her with Chris. I wasn't attracted to her in the beginning, but had begun feeling an attraction for her after I relaxed and stopped worrying about her trying to steal Chris from me. Joyce was smart, funny, easy to talk to, and full of life. I could see the love Chris had for her by how she smiled and acted whenever we were with Joyce. After I began observing Chris and knew what to look for, I saw the same reaction of love in Chris whenever she saw me when we had been apart, even if it had only been a couple of hours in duration. I decided to talk to Chris about my thoughts and feelings that Monday afternoon.

"Chris, I wasn't comfortable around Joyce in the beginning and didn't feel an attraction to her either. I've been able to relax and stop worrying about her trying to take you away from me and have developed an attraction to her. Do you think she would like to go to dinner and dancing at that club you took me to where we hooked up with Sally that Saturday night?"

"Yes George, I'm sure she'd love to go with us Saturday night! Oh Georgie, you've made me so happy just now! I'm finally going to get to make love to Joyce again and watch you fuck her tight pussy with your big cock! Just thinking about it is making me horny! Will you take me to bed and fuck me, Georgie? You can make love to me later, but right now I need to get fucked hard and fast!"

We retired to the bedroom and I did as Chris had asked. I lost count of her orgasms during the two intense fuck sessions we had. We went to sleep contented and happy in each other's arms. Chris talked to Joyce and set our date up for Saturday night. 

I had finally begun to like and trust Joyce and Saturday would be the night Chris and I would share Joyce's body for the first time. Chris was so excited by the thought that she had worn me out in the bedroom since we had talked about sharing her on Monday afternoon. I was the one that begged off of having sex the Friday before our date with Joyce. Chris was disappointed, but understood that I needed the rest to be able to perform better Saturday. From everything Joyce had told Chris we knew she hadn't had sex with a man since leaving Brian and I wanted to give her the most pleasure a man had given her in her life so she would want to continue with Chris and I in the future.

Chris forced me to go to the mall on Saturday morning to buy a new dress for our date with Joyce. She had already decided I would wear the salmon colored shirt and green tie she had gotten me to go with a dark blue suit I had only worn once in court. She found a green dress that matched my tie then the shoes and hand bag to accessorize it. To me she was always beautiful no matter what she wore, but she would be even more beautiful in her new clothes that evening. I sat in an armchair outside the beauty shop as Chris got a trim and mani-pedi. I dozed off and she awoke me by placing warm wet kisses on my cheek. We ate a light lunch and returned home to wait for the afternoon to pass. 

Chris and I picked Joyce up at her condo for our night out. Joyce had on a yellow dress that matched Chris's in style. We had dinner at an upscale seafood restaurant not far from the club we would be going to later. The conversation was easy and enjoyable between the three of us and I was the envy of all the men in the restaurant when I strolled out with Chris and Joyce on each of my arms.

Chris instructed me to ditch the coat and tie when we got to the club. Again I was one of only a handful of men in the room. Chris managed to find us a table close to the one we had with Sally. The DJ was playing a slow song so I led Chris to the dance floor and we danced close together. Joyce came up behind Chris after a few moments and we tried to dance together, but it was very difficult. I wasn't an accomplished dancer to begin with and trying to stay in step with two people instead of one was more than I could handle. When the music changed to fast and driving I retired to our table and let Chris and Joyce enjoy themselves. I went to Chris when another slow song began and saw the anger in Joyce's eyes for a brief second. I danced with Chris and felt her up at the same time. I kissed her hard when the music picked up again and led her to our table. I pulled her into my lap and continued to kiss and caress her. When the next slow song came up, I rose from my seat and extended my hand to Joyce. She hesitated before taking it and letting me lead her to the dance floor. I had to lean down and hold her close so I could talk to her as we danced. She was stiff in my arms and I could feel her discomfort.

"Joyce, Chris is my wife and I'll be the one holding her tight during the couples' songs. If you have a problem with that, let me know now and we can put an end to this evening! I can also tell you're not comfortable being this intimate with me. Chris and I will be sharing you, not me and you sharing her. If you don't want me to fuck you tonight, let me know and again we can call an end to the evening. I won't give Chris up without a fight. You told me you wouldn't come between us and I expect you to honor your word." I felt Joyce relax a little after I had said to her what I wanted her to hear.

"George, I'm sorry. This is new to me. When we were together before, Brian and Robert let us dance together and kiss and caress each other. We would make love to each other while they watched then they would fuck us. To be honest, I enjoyed what Chris and I did together more than the fucking Robert or Brian gave me. Maybe I'm more lesbian than bi. I don't want the evening to end and I'll go along with anything you want or say. I have missed her so much and was excited to be with her again. I'll keep my promise to not interfere in your marriage. If the only way I can be with her is with you involved also, I'll do it."




Her Secret Life... Ch. 03



"Joyce, I promise to make our evening together as enjoyable for you as it is for us. I love Chris and will do almost anything to keep her happy. Are we okay with each other?" Instead of answering me verbally, Joyce pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me hard while rubbing my cock with her other hand.

"Yes, we're good, George! Maybe you'll be the first man to give me an orgasm with that cock of yours! If you do, I'll be yours for life and Chris will have to worry about sharing you with me!" 

Joyce led me back to our table where she pushed me down to my seat and climbed into my lap. She began kissing me with a passion she hadn't shown before making my dick even harder than it was before. When we broke our kiss, I looked at Chris who was smiling with the biggest smile I could ever remember seeing her have. When Joyce stood up from my lap, I followed her up and held out my hands to both ladies. I was ready to take the party home where we could be more intimate and less inhibited. We left arm in arm and I noticed all the men present and a lot of the women watch us leave with envy clear on their faces. 

I helped both ladies into the back seat of our car, but had Chris go second so I could give her one of my most passionate kisses and to caress her body. The signs of arousal were evident on Chris's face and in her breathing. I knew Joyce would give her at least one orgasm before we got home. I had begun formulating a plan after what Joyce had said to me on the dance floor and whispered into Chris's ear.

"I need to you to get Joyce to the edge of an orgasm and back off then bring her back up and back off. She told me she'd be mine forever if I was the first man to give her an orgasm with my cock and I want to do that tonight. Can you do it and are you okay with it?"

"Oh God, yes Georgie! I'd love for the two people I'm in love with to fell in love with each other! I'll have her good and ready for your wonderful cock. I'm sure you'll get her off and then she'll be ours whenever we want her!"

I drove home while stealing as many glances into the back seat as was safe. My prediction to myself came true and I heard Chris's familiar scream of orgasm from the back seat. I was pulling into the garage when I heard Joyce whimper in frustration and beg Chris to stop teasing and give her an orgasm. I opened the back door and pulled Joyce from the car, carrying her toward the bedroom while I kissed her hard and with passion. I lay her on our bed and began stripping off my suit with Chris's help. I got on the bed between Joyce's legs and couldn't resist bending down and licking up her slit one time and sucking her clit before getting in to position to ease my turgid rod into her hot, wet pink center.

"George, your cock is much bigger than Brian' or Robert's. Please, I don't think I can take it."

"Joyce, relax. I promise I won't hurt you. I'll go slow and easy at first. I want to be the first man to make you come on a cock."

I pushed the mushroomed head of my cock into her tight opening. I didn't move while she trembled beneath me. When I felt her relax, I pushed another couple of inches into her and stopped. Chris was naked by that point and knelt at Joyce's head, kissing her and whispering encouragement to her.

"George is an excellent lover, baby. He knows how to use that big dick and I swear you'll not be sorry when he's done. Relax and enjoy his cock and I'll lick you clean when he's done."

I spent the next five minutes slowly pushing my hardness into Joyce's body until I was finally buried to the hilt inside her. I began to stroke in and out with long easy strokes and felt her body begin to respond. I nodded with my head for Chris to back off. I wanted Joyce to come on my cock without any outside stimulation from Chris. I guess I was being selfish, but in my mind if I could bring her to orgasm with just my cock, I wouldn't have to worry about her trying to steal Chris away from me. 

After ten minutes of gentle fucking into her pussy, I felt Joyce's juices flood my cock as she moaned in release. I began to fuck her harder so I could shot my steamy seed deep into her body. Five minutes after beginning that pace, I felt the tightness in my balls and knew I was close to unloading my sperm into her hot deep well. I slammed in one more time and Joyce screamed in another orgasm which helped trigger my own release. I held myself deep inside her and heard her moan each time the head of my cock pulsed within her as my ejaculate emptied into her. 

When we were both spent, I pulled my penis from her body and lay down beside her. Before Chris could move toward Joyce, I wrapped Joyce up in my arms and pulled her onto my chest.

"I promised you I'd made it as enjoyable for you as it would be for Chris and me. I'm going to watch as Chris has her way with you, but you'll be getting my hard cock in your pussy again before the night's over."

"Oh thank you George! That was the first time I came on a cock and it was wonderful! You can have my pussy anytime, anywhere, and anyway you want it from now on! I'm yours for life now!"

I kissed Joyce then Chris before leaving the bed and sitting down in the armchair Chris and I had placed in our rearranged bedroom to watch the two women on our bed make love to each other. I noticed right away that Chris was not the aggressor in their love making as she had been when we shared Sally. I was glad that I had given Joyce her orgasm then. If I hadn't and with her being the dominant one in their relationship, Chris might have been stolen away from me. 

When I left them alone on the bed, Joyce began a passionate assault on Chris's body. She was kissing her hard and squeezing her breasts at the same time. She kissed her way down Chris's neck to her breasts and began licking and suckling at her nipples. Her right hand was on Chris's sex and Joyce was lightly rubbing her hairless mound. I heard Chris moan when Joyce stuck two fingers in her moist opening then she began to keen as Joyce finger fucked her with a rapid pace. My cock had become fully engorged by then so when Joyce kissed her way down to Chris's snatch; I went to the bed to rejoin them. 

I climbed onto the bed and lifted Joyce up onto her knees, spreading them so I could gain access to the wet opening between the valley at the junction of her legs. I rubbed my bulbous head up and down her slit and when it was coated by our combined juices, slid it into her hot pussy. I began to pump in an out with easy strokes. I heard and felt Chris come from Joyce's oral ministrations on her clit and pussy. When Chris's peak had waned, I felt her push Joyce up onto all fours and watched as she exited the bed only to climb back up on it and wiggle herself underneath Joyce and me. When I felt her begin licking at Joyce and my coupling point, I picked up the pace of my fucking into Joyce's tight pussy. Joyce came on my cock again within five minutes of my and Chris's combined efforts on her sex. I continued to stroke through her orgasm, picking up my pace yet again. I was pounding into her at that point and knew my second orgasm was close. When I felt Chris's tongue on the base of my cock and felt it caressing the bottom of my shaft on each stroke in and out of Joyce's body, I shot my second load into her waiting womb. I slammed in hard one last time and held as all my seed emptied into her. When I was done, Chris sucked and licked the combined juices from my shaft then began licking and sucking them from Joyce's gaped open hole. Joyce had another huge orgasm from Chris's mouth before she begged her to stop.

I helped Joyce to lie down and kissed and licked Chris's face clean before lying down beside Joyce, pulling Chris down on my other side. We lay there as we all struggled to catch our breaths. My right arm was around Joyce as her head lay on my chest. Chris was in the crook of my left arm with her head on my shoulder. I was happier than I could ever remember and dozed off to sleep with two beautiful, sexy women in my arms. 

Chris and Joyce must have dozed off to sleep when I did because they were breathing deeply still in the positions they were in after our wonderful fuck session. I didn't want to disturb them, but Mother Nature called and that bitch won't be ignored for long. I had to awaken both my lovely bedmates to be able to get off the bed. I managed to watch as they rolled into each other's arms before rushing to the bathroom. After I had relieved myself, I cleaned up my cock a little and pulled on a robe. I went to the kitchen and got bottled waters for all of us. Joyce was on top of Chris in the 69 position when I got back. I stood at the foot of the bed and watched as Joyce used her mouth, lips and fingers on Chris's snatch. My penis began to engorge with blood at the sight and when Chris's screamed in orgasm; I climbed onto the bed, motioned for Joyce to rise up and sank my rejuvenated cock into my loving wife's pussy with one plunge. Chris moaned in pleasure as I began to pound her snatch hard and fast. 

"Eat my pussy while he pounds that cunt of yours, Chris! George and I'll turn you into our slut before the night is through! George said you'd be sharing me tonight, but from now on he and I'll be sharing you! Fuck her George, fuck her hard, make her come while she makes me come! You're the boss George, but I'll be the second from now on if it's okay with you!"

"Now is not the time, we'll talk about it later! Right now I need to fuck my wife until she and I come together!"

I pounded Chris' pussy for fifteen minutes giving her two huge orgasms in the process. When I felt my third eruption of the night begin, I slammed to the hilt and held there while I spurted into Chris' willing receptacle. Chris' screams and moans were muffled by Joyce's pussy pressing down on her face as Joyce rubbed herself back and forth on it. Joyce yelled in orgasm seconds after Chris and I had finished.

When we had untangled, I exited the bed and retrieved the waters I had brought for us. They were finished with only a few gulps by the three of us. 

"I think I'm done for a while. Do the two of you want to try and go back to sleep?"

"We're not sleepy George. Can we lay with you until you're asleep then go to the living room to talk?"

"Yes that would be great, but please no sex until I'm able to continue. Okay? We'll all have to talk about our situation later though so no decision making then trying to talk me into going along with your plans. If I'm the boss then we'll decide on a plan together."

"Yes, sir!" Both ladies yelled before breaking down into a fit of the giggles. We lay down together and after getting gentle loving kisses from both, I managed to drift off to sleep. I didn't feel them leave the bed, but did awake briefly when they came back to the bed unknown minutes or hours later. I almost immediately went back to sleep with them pressed against me front and back.

I awoke with my normal morning wood when a beam of daylight drifted across my eyes. I managed to remove myself from between Chris and Joyce without waking them and went to relieve myself. I got a cup of coffee from the pot that had been brewed automatically and went to my recliner in the living room. I turned on the TV and brought up ESPN's Sportscenter. I concentrated on the scores from Saturday's games so I wouldn't think too hard about the situation Chris and I had put ourselves in. 

We both had known Joyce was a woman who was used to getting her own way, but pursued a relationship with her anyway. I didn't think Joyce's outburst was a statement made from the passion of the moment, but was what she expected to become a reality. I had no problem with Chris enjoying sex with another woman, but I did have a problem with her letting anyone try and dominate her. Ours was a loving relationship with each of us being equal, but from what Joyce had said, I knew she had dominated their relationship in the past and was expecting to be able to do it now.

"Good morning my wonderful husband! I hope you're as happy this morning as I am! Last night was magnificent! The sex we had with Sally was great, but when you're having sex with two people who you love, it's even more satisfying!"

"Is Joyce awake?"

"No, she was still sound asleep."

"We need to talk Chris before she joins us. I'm worried about something she said and the way you and her were acting last night."

"What did she say and how were we acting?"

"She said she and I were going to turn you into our slut and she'd be second to me. She was being very domineering toward you and you were being very submissive. When we shared Sally, you were the dominator when I wasn't. I won't be dominated by her or anyone else and I'm not sure I can handle seeing you like you were last night. We have always been equals with neither of us needing to be dominant or submissive to the other. Joyce was always the dominant one in the past wasn't she?"

"Yes George, she was but I can and have disagreed with her in the past and can now if you need me to. She does bring a submissive side out of me though. I want you and me to be together forever George and if continuing in a relationship with her will be too stressful for you; we can stop now. I love the two of you, but my love for you is far greater than the love I have for her. Joyce's was right in one thing though, you're the boss and I'll go along with whatever you decide."

"No, I want us to decide just like we have in the past! We are equal in this marriage and you have a say in what we do!" I hadn't meant to get so upset that I yelled at Chris. I rushed to envelop her in my arms when I saw the look of shock on her face.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to yell."

I saw Joyce coming out of our bedroom at that moment. She had a frown on her face and I knew she had heard at least a part of what Chris and I had been talking about.

"So you do still love me, Chris. That's a good thing to know. George, I'm sorry if I upset you with my words and actions last night. I told you this was new to me. You're right about the past; I was the dominant one in our relationship with Chris and Robert and in my marriage to Brian. Just like Chris is with me, I feel like I need to be submissive to you. The only other person I've felt that way toward was my father. I want to continue in a relationship with the both of you, but it'll take time for me to change. I did enjoy you fucking me with your cock and want to enjoy it again and again for a long time. George, I know we have only known each other a short period of time, but I think you have made me fall in love with you. Please George; give me a chance to change so the three of us can have a long term relationship!"

"Joyce, I think I've fallen in love with you too. You're smart, funny, so full of life, and so damn sexy. Not as sexy as my big titted, olive skinned wife; but you're a close second. I don't want any of us to be dominant over another; I want us to be equals just like Chris and I are. I would love for the three of us to have a long term relationship together. I'm willing to give you a chance to change if you truly want to Joyce."

Joyce gave a shout of glee and ran to me where she leaped into my arms and began giving me soft kisses all over my face. I felt Chris untie the belt of my robe and push it to the side before grasping my cock in her mouth. I felt her fingering Joyce's pussy while she sucked me to hardness. When I was fully engorged, I felt her place the tip of my rod to Joyce's hot, flowing snatch.

"Fuck her George...make her come again on your cock. I'll work on not being so submissive when I'm with her while she works on not being so dominant. I think we are at the beginning of a beautiful relationship between the three of us!"

Chris helped Joyce to lower herself onto my erect tool. When she had my entire cock into her body, Chris helped me to lift and lower Joyce up and down on my shaft. I managed to stand while holding Joyce long enough for her to orgasm on my dick. When her peak had waned, I knelt down on the carpet and lay Joyce down without breaking our coupling. I began to fuck her hard and fast until we both climaxed within seconds of each other. Joyce was moaning "so good" and "don't stop" the entire time I was plunging in and out of her. Chris was caressing us both and whispering "I love you both" and "so beautiful watching you fuck each other". I collapsed onto my back, pulling Joyce onto my chest as I did. Chris lay down beside us and began kissing us both. I could feel the love between the three of us and began to think everything might work out for all of us. 

Chris and Joyce fixed a large breakfast for us while I sat in the kitchen talking to them. They had talked about how much they had enjoyed the evening while I had slept and how they wanted it to happen more than once every couple of months. Joyce confessed that after I had made her come on my cock, she wanted it as often as she could get it. Her prediction of Chris having to share me with her seemed to be coming true. They wanted to get together once a week, but I wanted it to be every two weeks. They finally agreed that the weekend worked better for our sex sessions and that Chris and I needed one weekend for just the two of us so we came to an agreement that three weekends would be for the three of us and the other would be for me and Chris.

Our agreement worked very well for the first two months with the three of us enjoying the best three way sex that we had ever experienced. The weekend Chris and I spent with just the two of us was spent in slow love making sessions and a single night two day get a way. I thought we had a beautiful arrangement until fate stepped in.

"George and Chris, I'm pregnant." Joyce told us the Friday that changed all our lives. "Since you're the only man I've been with in Austin, you're definitely the father. Since I promised to try and change and because we agreed to be equals; we need to decide what we're going to do about it. My first thought was abortion and if it where my decision alone that's what I'd do."

"It's your body and if you want the abortion, we can't stop you. I want you to have the baby though. I didn't think I'd ever be a father and I want the chance to be one. Chris and I will support you in any way we can. The solutions for the situation are endless. You have the baby and keep it with me supporting it and Chris being like a second mom to it. You have it and Chris adopts it since I'll be listed as the father no matter what we decide. You have it and give it up for adoption to another couple. I don't like that idea but will go along with it. The one I like is you move in with me and Chris and we raise it together. We are all in love with each other and who could raise it better than us? Chris, what do you think?"

"I think Joyce needs to move in with us. We can put her condo and our house on the market so we can afford a bigger house in the suburbs. I love you both and would love for us to be together as a family."

"You want me to move in with you? I love that idea. Yes, I'll move in with you two!" 

Joyce moved in with Chris and me. We sold some of her belongings, left some with the condo as an incentive for future buyers, and put the rest in storage. Joyce's condo sold quickly because Austin was in one of its growing phases at the time. After the two women who now shared my bed and my cock had dragged me to see two huge mansions with multi-acre grounds that would require paid staff for both, I decided we needed to sit down and talk about what I thought we needed in a house. One Saturday, I took them to a small park in a suburb south of Austin. The development had modest sized single family homes that were still bigger than the one Chris and I had bought. They all had at least an acre of land with them so they weren't on top of each other like most subdivisions were.




Her Secret Life... Ch. 03



"I don't think we need a huge mansion like the two you all have made me look at already. The cost of upkeep would be more than Chris and I could afford and before you say it Joyce, I know you can afford it, but something might happen to you or you might decide you wanted to be on your own again sometime in the future and Chris and I'd be stuck with it. I was thinking we could find something like these houses around the park. Big enough for us and a couple of kids, spaced so that the neighbors aren't right on top of us, and the subdivision restrictions don't forbid expansion of an existing home if that becomes a necessity."

"A couple of kids!" Joyce exclaimed in shock. "I'm having one baby and then I'm done!"

"That's your choice, Joyce; but I was hoping we could have another one. I don't want our child to grow up to be a spoiled brat and with at least two children that doesn't usually happen. We can talk about another child later; right now let's talk about finding a house."

"I'll not leave the two of you in the future, George. I love you both and I'm happier than I've been since my childhood. I've already had a new will drawn up and notarized leaving half to my unborn child and the other half to the two of you so you could still have kept either of those mansions if we had bought it. If you think we don't need something that big, these homes look good to me. What do you think, Chris?"

"I liked the ones we've already looked at, especially the second one. George can't you please reconsider getting one of them? We could have so much more privacy in one of them. We wouldn't have to have live-in staff. Wouldn't you like to chase Joyce and me naked throughout one of those mansions? We could christen all the rooms in it like we did our house. Please George; let's buy that second estate we looked at!" 

"Yeah George, let's buy that last estate we looked at. I might even consider helping you fill it with more than a couple of kids. What do you say, George? Estate number two or continue looking for something similar or a house in the burbs? What are the neighbors going to think when they see the three of us together and realize the type relationship we're in? How many times are the police going to be called when Chris and I begin screaming in pleasure at the same time when we're making love to each other?"

"Okay! Okay! We can buy the second estate we looked at. I did like it better than the first and with the farm land around it; we would have more privacy. Joyce, you can start the ball rolling on buying the estate on Monday. Maybe we can get it bought before the close on our house becomes final."

"Our house is in the closure phase? When did this happen and why didn't you talk it over with me?" My beautiful but vexed wife yelled at me.

"The final offer was made and I accepted it Wednesday. The buyer wanted an answer that afternoon or he was going to walk away. I didn't have time to talk it over with you. He agreed to buy it at only ten thousand below our asking price. It's a good deal for him and us Chris and I had to do what I thought was right. You signed the power of attorney papers giving me the right to act in your behalf so I took the offer. The bonus is we'll be able to use the cash he's using to buy the house with right away."

"I love you George! Can we go home now? I need your fat cock in me as soon as I can get it!"

"Yes, let's go home and I'll give both of you my fat cock when we get there!"

The three of us ran to my car like sex crazed teenagers. Chris and Joyce were all over each other in the back seat as I drove home. I did fuck both their pussies and Chris's ass that afternoon and evening and watched the two of them pleasure each other between my fucking of them. 

Our house and estate closings were within days of each other. Joyce's pregnancy when well until the actual birth and the doctor finally had to do a C-section to deliver our healthy son which we named George Cody-Blackshear. Due to her age and the difficult birth, the doctor had recommended that he be allowed to do a partial hysterectomy on Joyce so Chris and I reluctantly agreed. Not surprisingly, Joyce wasn't the motherly type; but Chris was so Chris quit her job to care for the son that Joyce and I had produced. We all considered him ours and loved him. Joyce had been doing some interior design consulting as a hobby to fill her time and was good at it so she became the second bread winner in our little trio. I figured George Junior would be my only offspring but I figured wrong. That is another story though.



Her Secret Life... Ch. 04



Joyce Cody, Chris Blackshear, and I (George Blackshear) bought the multi-acre three story mansion that the women had wanted. Chris and I were married to each other and Joyce was Chris's twenty year lover from before Chris and I were married. Chris and I had both lost our first loves to cancer and met, fell in love, and married while attending a support group for survivors who had lost loved ones. We were married five years before the fateful phone call that revealed to me Chris's secret life. Her twice yearly visits to Albany, NY had been for her to continue her sexual relationship with the other person she was in love with, Joyce. She had done everything I had demanded of her to save our marriage and we had even had a threesome with a beautiful redhead that belonged to the same gym we did. Joyce had sent photos of our evening with Sally and veiled threats of exposing Chris and me if we didn't allow her to start seeing Chris as a lover again. My law partner and best friend had suggested we make friends with Joyce because of her family's mob ties. Chris and I had not only become friends with Joyce but also lovers and the sex between Joyce and I had produced a son. That and the fact we were all in love with each other led us to buy a bigger place. Joyce had difficulties trying to give birth to George Jr. and required a hysterectomy while the surgeon was doing the C-section to remove Jr. from her body. I figured he would be my only offspring but life is full of surprises.

I heard a woman's moans as soon as I entered our house that fateful Wednesday afternoon. The trial I had spent most of the night putting the finishing touches on had been settled earlier in the morning in the judge's chambers. The defendant's lawyer had offered my client a large settlement which I encouraged him to take. The only stipulation was that no admission of quilt would ever appear on the defendant's record and the terms of the settlement would remain secret. After explaining to my client that the benefits from the settlement outweighed the satisfaction he would receive if the trial continued and everything became public, he took the offer. I had promised I would help him manage his new found wealth with the assistance of an accountant that I trusted and used. That was why I was home early.

I followed the sounds of the woman's moans and now squeals of pleasure. They weren't either of Chris' or Joyce's and I was beginning to wonder who they were coming from and what or who was making them come from her. I found the answer to both questions in the family room. Maria Sanchez, the twenty something Hispanic woman Joyce and Chris had hired to replace the elderly woman and her husband who maintained the grounds and who had quit when they realized that my family unit involved two women who had sex not only with me but with each other, was naked on the cushioned mat Jr. played on with Chris between her legs licking and sucking on her wet sex.

"Chris, what are you doing?! I thought you weren't going to cheat on me again!"

"I'm not cheating; I'm getting Maria ready for you! Will called and said you were on your way home so I thought this afternoon I would give you a treat! Maria watched Joyce and I make love to each other one day and it turned her on. She wanted to try it with me, but I told her she'd have to let you fuck her also. She's not had an orgasm from fucking before and I want you to give her the first one! Hurry, get naked, and come fuck her while I watch! Then we'll have another playmate to enjoy together!" 

I looked at the young woman with Chris closely for the first time. Darker skinned than Chris, same black hair, small but pert breasts that I would find out were 34B cup in size, slight paunch in the belly, and a neatly trimmed but full bush the same color as her hair covering her pussy which was wet from my wife's oral stimulation of it. I immediately stripped off my clothes and my 7", 2" thick cock was ready for action. I replaced Chris between Maria's legs and gave her pussy a tongue lashing of my own. When I felt she was on the verge of an orgasm, I rose up and placed my turgid rod to her inviting opening. I managed to slide my cock all the way to the hilt within her with a slow but continuous stroke. I began pumping in and out of her hot, tight snatch with long easy strokes. Maria came on my dick after only five minutes of me fucking her. I began to pound her pussy with hard fast strokes after her orgasm and we both came within seconds of each other. As soon as my penis had softened and fell out of her body, Chris pushed me away and began licking and sucking up our combined juices from Maria's upper thighs and leaking snatch. I heard Jr. whimper over the baby monitor so I went to check on him.

Jr. was still asleep when I got to his room so I sat in the rocking chair we had placed in his room and watched him sleep. I faintly heard Chris' screams of pleasure and assumed Maria was returning the favor for the multiple orgasms Chris and I had given her. I was still in his room when Chris and Maria, both still naked, came looking for me.

"George, can Maria move into the maid's quarters in the east wing? Her ex-boyfriend was abusive and won't accept that it's over between them. She'll even agree to a cut in pay as rent if you need her to."

"Chris, she can move in and she doesn't need to worry about rent. Has she looked into getting a restraining order against her ex?"

"No Senior Blackshear, I haven't."

"Maria, my name is George. I just finished sticking my cock into your hot body so no more of that Senior crap, okay?"

"Yes, George and you can do it again anytime you want to!"

"Tomorrow I'll take you down to the courthouse and help you get a restraining order against your ex. You don't love him, do you?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"Because if he shows up here causing trouble either me or Chris will kill him and not think twice about having done it either."

That was one of the many things Chris and I had in common, a love for guns and the proficiency in their use. We both had concealed care permits and never left the house without one of us and usually both strapped. To be honest Chris was a better marksman than I was, but we were both classified as expert.

"George do you think Joyce's is going to be okay with us sharing Maria?"

"You've known her longer and better than I do, but if we include her in our sharing of Maria's beautiful body; I think she'll be fine with it!"

That night we had a four person orgy in the king sized bed that the three of us had been sharing since moving into our estate. I did get to stick my erect penis into Maria's hot body again and again deposited my seed deep within her. I managed two more erections and both Joyce and Chris enjoyed my steely pole in their pussies as well. Maria never made it to the bed in the maid's quarters. 

I helped Maria with her ex-boyfriend problem and luckily for all parties concerned he didn't show up at our home. I continued to enjoy Maria's body with either Chris or Joyce or both about once a week for the next couple of months. Having been with two women who couldn't have children for so many years, birth control didn't even enter my mind so when Maria informed us she was pregnant, we all were a little shocked, overjoyed, and embarrassed. Maria assured me that I was the father and the four of us agreed that we would help in the raising of the child.

Maria had a very easy pregnancy considering she was carrying twins. We decided we didn't want to know the sex of the babies until they were born. After twelve hours labor mine and Maria's twin daughters, Consuela and Carmelita Sanchez-Blackshear, were born within fifteen minutes of each other. They were healthy and after a couple of nights in the hospital, Chris and I took them and Maria home. Maria moved out of the maid's quarters and into the bedroom across the hall from the master suite. DNA testing confirmed that I was the father and that the twins were identical. 

I went to a family clinic and had a vasectomy so that I wouldn't be able to father anymore children. I had gone from two women sharing my cock to three, but who's complaining. The weekend alone together that Chris and I had started when we first began in our relationship with Joyce continued with us either going away for the weekend or us occupying another wing of our mansion for that weekend. When we went out in public together, Chris was always on my right with Joyce on the left and Maria beside whichever one of the two ladies the mood struck her to be beside. Chris was the only one I spent alone time with and when we were alone together we made slow gentle love to each other. I loved all the women in my life, but I loved Chris more than either of the other two. That might not have been right, but it was the truth, and I wasn't ashamed to admit it. Joyce and Maria knew it and accepted it. Maria and Chris shared the house cleaning and child rearing duties and Joyce and I brought in the income. Our little family was happy and loved each other so we could easily ignore the racial slurs and other derogatory remarks send our way. 

Will and Cheryl became god parents for all our children. They accepted the unconventional family that Chris and I had put together and were our best friends. Bonnie's farm was still intact and her son in Dallas had relocated back to it. His eldest son was interested in farm life and looked to be the one to care for it when Bonnie was gone. Brian's inconsiderate answering of Chris' phone had exposed her secret life to me, but if it hadn't happened, the happiness that one man and the three women he loved and that loved him wouldn't have occurred. Yes, my wife cheated on me, but in the end it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was the luckiest man in the world. I didn't find two women to love but had found four. Susan still had a piece of my heart and always would, but God gave me a big heart and the other three women in my life shared the rest of it. 

                      The End