16 comments/ 17788 views/ 18 favorites Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 01 By: robertl Tuesday evening after dinner, Michelle and I sat down in our living room to discuss her relationship with Shaun. "How are you feeling about Shaun? Are you going to fall in love with him?" "I think I already have. He has something about him that's pretty irresistible." I have to admit, just the tiny bit I saw of him I could certainly understand what she meant. It was pretty scary to me, especially as close as I'd come to losing Michelle a few months ago. I had to ask her, "Enough that you'd ever leave me?" Michelle took both my hands in hers, turned to face me and looked me in my eyes, "Honey, you've asked that before and the answer is no. It will always be no, no matter what. I love you like I'll never love anyone else and I'll never leave you!" I believed her. As much as I was in love with Jacqui, I felt the same way about Michelle. She's the love of my life. Why is it so hard for me to accept that she can have the same feelings? "OK then, when do I get to meet him?" She got a gleam in her eye, thinking she understood exactly what I was saying, "You mean the same way you met Mike the first time? Watching him and me together?" I couldn't help but blush just a little, "Well yeah, there is that. I hadn't exactly thought about that yet, but now that you mention it. Seriously though, what I meant was that I want to just meet him. You know, face to face, talk to him, get to know him a little about the guy that's having an affair with my wife." "Oh I definitely plan on that!" Then she went on, "How about if I see if he can go to dinner with us Saturday night?" Then she went on, "And maybe he'd want to stop by here for a while afterward." I thought back to the dinner we had with Mike that night. Perhaps we might kill two birds with one stone. "That'd be great, I'd love that." "OK, I'll call him." Then she looked just a bit flustered before she went on, "Umm, there's one more thing though. I'd, kind of like to spend a night with him. You know, the whole night." "You mean Saturday after dinner?" "Well, I was thinking more about Friday. Maybe you could stay with Jacqui?" It'd been several weeks since I'd been able to spend any real time with Jacqui and spending a night with her was certainly on my 'to do' list. "OK, why don't you set up Friday and Saturday with Shaun and I will with Jacqui." Michelle retrieved her phone and dialed a number. I'm assuming he's already on her 'favorite contact' list. "Hi." I couldn't hear the other end of the conversation. "MMhmm, I had fun too." A little giggle as she walked into the other room and I didn't hear the rest of her conversation. About ten minutes later, as I was starting to get a bit impatient, she finally came back in the living room with me. "He's looking forward to it. He said Alyssa, his daughter, will be with her mom all weekend so both Friday and Saturday are good. He wanted to know where I wanted to eat Friday and I suggested his place. He's a really good cook." She paused just a bit, "But not as good as you honey. He said we could choose for Saturday and he's definitely looking forward to meeting you." "Did he think he might want to come by here after dinner?" "Oh yeah, I told him we might have some fun afterward at our place. He's looking forward to it." We sat together for a while, snuggling and watching the late edition of The O'Reilly Factor and Megyn Kelly on Fox News. When Megyn's show was over at ten, we went to bed and made love together. There simply isn't anything else like making love with the woman you love while you're envisioning her making out with a good looking guy, in this case a sexy (to her) cowboy! ooOoo Wednesday morning, I called Jacqui to ask her about Friday. She has to be at work at nine thirty to get ready for the store opening at ten on weekdays. She said she couldn't get off early for our regular square dancing but she'd love for me to come over after work. Funny, I hadn't even thought about our square dancing on Friday given the fact that Michelle was spending her first full night with Shaun. My mind was a little preoccupied at work. It was hard to concentrate on reviewing the plan for a new office building when my mind kept going to Michelle and Shaun together Friday night and what might happen Saturday. Given Michelle's recent history, Saturday night could be quite entertaining! Michelle had to work late Wednesday evening getting ready for a hearing Thursday on some civil case. She tried to explain it to me after she got home, but it went over my head. When she saw that I wasn't understanding it, she changed the subject. "I was thinking about something else today. You did such a good job finding something for me to wear to Seattle that time, I was wondering if you might want to get something for me to wear to Shaun's Friday?" I looked at her, a big grin spreading across my face as evil thoughts went quickly through my mind. "I think maybe I could do that? Anything in particular you had in mind?" "No, just something simple to wear there and maybe something for later." I knew what she meant. She hoped I'd get her some really sexy things that she might not get for herself. "OK, I'll run down to Goodwill tomorrow after work and see if they have anything." I had the same problem Thursday as on Wednesday. Hard to concentrate on work stuff when thinking what I might want Michelle to wear for Shaun. I thought about it most of the day, trying to think what a cowboy would find attractive and sexy on a woman. I did get that office plan review finished, but it took considerably longer than it normally should have. After work, I drove to the mall, my shoes leading me straight to Jacqui in Victoria's Secret. I explained to her what I had in mind. She said they didn't carry it, but thought she knew who probably did. She told Tina that she was going to take a fifteen minute break and would be back shortly. We walked down the mall, around the corner to Hollister of California. It took just a few minutes until we found exactly what I was looking for. I asked Jacqui, "Do you think we could get the sales lady to try it on for us to make sure it'll fit Michelle?" She laughed at my suggestion, remembering how she and I had first met, "I don't really think so. Besides, she looks about 4'8" and 140 pounds. Probably wouldn't be an exact fit for Michelle." After I'd found the main item I was looking for, we went back to Victoria's Secret and Jacqui helped me find the remainder of what I wanted for Michelle. The sales girl there wouldn't try any of it on for me either. Darn! If I thought my concentration at work had been bad Wednesday and Thursday, Friday was much worse. And the worst part was that I had to work on employee evaluations. The absolute worst part of my job! I thought about how sexy Michelle was going to look for Shaun, about them kissing when she walked in his door and about her spending the night in his arms. I thought about spending the night with Jacqui. I don't know how many have read some of my previous stories, but lovemaking with Jacqui is simply beyond comparison! When the day finally ended and I got home, I laid Michelle's new clothes out on our bed, except for the nightgown which I giftwrapped and put in the bottom of her overnight bag. When Michelle got home a little later, I kissed her and shooed her into our bedroom to get ready. I never saw her reaction when she saw what I'd put on the bed for her. Michelle spent over an hour getting ready to go to Shaun's. I could hardly wait to see her. It'd been less than a week since I watched her get ready for her first real date with him. That turned out to be one of the most surprising and spectacular nights of my life! I simply had no idea what my wife might have in mind for this weekend. An hour and eighteen minutes (as if anyone was watching the clock!), Michelle opened the bedroom door and walked out. I looked at her and once again could hardly believe this beautiful woman was my wife! Her hair gleamed, silky and smooth over her shoulders; she'd painstakingly polished her nails a beautiful pink color; her makeup was once again perfect, not too much but just right to enhance her beautiful face; the aroma of her perfume created instant lust in me; her red, buttery soft, leather skirt came to about six inches above her knees and the thin, tight turtleneck sweater showed off her feminine curves to perfection with just a hint of her bra showing through it. If she'd been a painting it would be a Van Gogh or Rembrandt. She was simply stunning! I love seeing Michelle's bare, aroused nipples poking through her top, whatever it might be. Since I was in charge of her clothing for the evening, I'd thought about her foregoing both bra and panties until Jacqui mentioned how sexy it made a woman feel when a man was kissing her and reaching behind her to unsnap her soft, silky bra; then sliding her thong panties down over her hips. I certainly knew the feelings those actions invoked in me and I wanted Shaun to experience it as he undressed my wife. I wanted Shaun to appreciate and enjoy her beauty as I did, to revel in it, creating an uncontrollable lust when he made love with her. Enough of my musings. Michelle still didn't know the surprise that awaited her, gift wrapped in the bottom of her bag. I was thinking of tomorrow when she'd tell me of hers and Shaun's reaction to it. Michelle walked over to me, put her arms around me and kissed me, telling me how much she loved me. I told her to enjoy her night and be sure to open the package in her bag. Then I watched as this beautiful woman drove away to spend the night in another man's arms and bed. ooOoo I still had over an hour until Jacqui was off work. I rather hurriedly shaved and dressed. I was meeting her at her house about a half hour after closing at nine. Right before I left the house, I called the Shang Hai Restaurant and ordered takeout. I was anticipating the night ahead of us and didn't want to take the time to go out. I didn't really want to take the time to eat at all, but Jacqui was always hungry after work. I knew that Michelle had already arrived at Shaun's and couldn't help but wonder what they were doing. Did Shaun actually cook a dinner or was he, like me, simply too anxious to take his girl to bed and make love with her? I wondered how long those beautiful clothes would stay on my Michelle? How long would Jacqui's clothes stay on her? I picked up the Chinese and drove to Jacqui's. She hadn't arrived home yet so I let myself in with my key. I arranged the dishes on the table, lit some candles and turned her lights as dim as they'd go. The food was still hot when Jacqui opened her door and beamed that beautiful smile at me only a few minutes later. I went to her and we kissed as lovers do after a separation of several days. I hadn't seen her since last Sunday when we made love in her shower. The last time we'd actually been to bed with each other was over two weeks ago. That seemed an eternity to have been away from her. I took in her fragrance and held her, my previous thoughts of Michelle and Shaun all but gone. This night was going to belong to Jacqui and me! We ate and touched fingertips in the dim light, sending waves of lightning through me and I'm pretty sure through Jacqui as well. When we finished with the meal, I couldn't wait a moment longer. I led her into her bedroom and undressed her. I remembered what she'd said about how sexy it made her feel when I reached behind and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall away from between us. I kissed and suckled her nipples, listened to her moaning. She reluctantly pulled away from me and said she needed to get cleaned up after working all day. I moaned, knowing exactly what that meant. I was in for a twenty to thirty minute wait as my cock grew in anticipation and my breath became almost feverish with desire. I didn't want to wait, I wanted her then! At the same time, I also knew that Jacqui was going to make the waiting well worthwhile. This was Jacqui's trademark, her wanting to be perfect in every way for her lover. When she reappeared, I caught my breath in amazement once again. She was dressed in silk, every beautiful curve showing through the thin material. Definitely one of the benefits of having a girl who worked at Victoria's Secret! I'd removed all of my clothes and thrown the covers back on her bed and was waiting in her satin sheets when she lay down beside me. I took her face in my hands, told her I loved her and kissed her. We lay there like that a long time, moaning and kissing, caressing each other with our hands and our mouths. I so wanted to enter her and make love with her, but also didn't want our loving foreplay to ever end. Her skin is soft, her lips felt so good against mine, she moaned as I pinched and toyed with her nipples. When my fingers finally wandered down to her pussy lips, I discovered that for the first time she was smooth and bare. I rubbed her, appreciating her smoothness and lightly spread her lips, pushing my fingers just inside of her until she started to moan and shudder. I didn't want her to come until I was inside her so I moved my hand back to her soft hips and buttocks. As I did, she groaned that I was evil and grasped my erection, wrapping her fingers around me and stroking up and down. As I felt myself nearing a point where I was afraid I'd lose control, I rolled on top of her and pushed myself inside her. We were pelvis to pelvis with my cock deep inside her when I felt her vagina start to contract around me, release and contract again. I remember thinking that this was the bliss I hoped Michelle and Shaun would have tonight. Our lips were interconnected and tongues in each other's mouth when I began to slowly pull out and push back in. With every plunge, I could feel Jacqui's vagina tighten around my cock. I only knew I loved this woman and the feeling of ecstasy heightened with every plunge inside her. When I felt Jacqui tighten around me and her warmth envelop me I couldn't contain myself any longer and let loose with my orgasm, sending spurt after spurt of cum inside her. Afterward, I softened and pulled out of her, snuggling tightly to her body. We simply held each other. Before I went to sleep I thought once again that this was exactly what I wanted for Michelle tonight. I slept through the night, with erotic dreams of beautiful women. Jacqui woke me up about seven thirty the next morning, telling me she had to leave for work in about 45 minutes. I had a serious case of morning wood and wanted badly to make love with her again, but she said as badly as she wanted to, she didn't have time. Reluctantly, I rolled out of bed, got dressed and was having a bowl of cereal when Jacqui finished showering and dressing. She always dressed very attractively and slightly sexy for her day at Victoria's Secret. She sat down and hurriedly had a bowl of cereal with me before she kissed me and said she had to leave. That left me with time to think about the night before, our lovemaking and what Michelle's night might have been like. In the light of day, I realized that her and Shaun were probably less emotional, but likely more exciting and lustful since it had been their first full night together. They'd undoubtedly made love several times during the night, trying out new positions together. I smiled thinking about the time Michelle had made love with Alec that night in Kodiak. I wondered if her night with Shaun had been like that. ooOoo I washed our bowls; put the cereal, milk and sugar away and drove home, getting there about ten. Michelle still wasn't home so I presumed her night had likely been enjoyable. I busied myself tidying the house up, what little clutter there was. Michelle is an impeccable housekeeper and there was little for me to do. I vacuumed the carpet and swept the kitchen/dining room, although neither actually needed it. Michelle got home about eleven thirty, came in the house wearing the same outfit as she'd left in and said she was tired and wanted to get some rest before that night. I asked her if she had a good night with Shaun. She got a big smile on her face and just mumbled, "Mmmhmm, it was wonderful," as she made her way to the bedroom for a nap. I followed her, laying down with her. She let me spoon with her, snuggling herself back into me and was asleep in just a few minutes. I laid there, my arms around my wife and a big smile on my own face as she slept and I finally dozed off as well. It was nearly two hours later when I woke up. Michelle was still asleep so I very carefully unwrapped my arms from around her, rolled out of bed and pulled the sheet and comforter back up over her. I was starting to get a little hungry, so went in the kitchen and fixed a peanut butter and honey sandwich, along with a glass of milk. I'd finished eating and had just put everything away when Michelle came into the kitchen. She looked much more refreshed than when she'd gotten home. I offered to make her a sandwich and she said she'd love one. Michelle likes her peanut butter a little different than I do. I like mine about half an inch thick and she likes just a thin coating. While she was eating, I asked her, "Can you tell me about last night?" She grinned and said, "I could, but I thought it might be more fun to talk about it at dinner tonight with Shaun." She paused just a bit and went on, "I want all of us nice and horny for later." Now that really piqued my interest. I thought about the sexy night we had after I met Mike the first time. "Really, and just what do you have planned?" "Ununh, that's for me to know and you to wonder." My cock was already starting to expand, "Anything like that night with Mike?" "Maybe, maybe not. Guess you'll find out tonight." She was driving me crazy just eating a damn peanut butter sandwich! What the hell did the girl have planned? "Well, can you at least tell me what you're going to wear to dinner?" She ignored my question completely, "Oh by the way, we loved that little nighty. Very sexy!" "Glad you liked it. You're not even going to give me a hint?" "Ok, just a little hint. You'll love it. And afterward, you'll love that too." Her idea of a hint digressed a lot from mine. I gave up on trying to get anything from her so finally just asked, "Where are we going for dinner? What time?" "I thought we'd go to The Black Angus. We can sit in one of those secluded booths and have a nice sexy chat. We're picking Shaun up at seven thirty." I checked my watch, it was four fifteen then, so we had about three hours. I couldn't help but wish that Jacqui got off work a little earlier. I knew it'd be fun if she could go to dinner with us. I was kind of looking forward to telling Michelle about our fantastic night together too. Michelle got up and once again we put everything away, washing the crumbs off the table. When we were done, Michelle asked me to sit on the couch with her for a while. She turned on some music and laid down on the couch with her head in my lap. I stroked her cheeks and thought I'd try once again, maybe being a little more subtle, trying to find out her plans for tonight. "Just a tiny hint?" I almost begged. I saw the smile form on her face as she said, "Nope." We quietly sat on the couch like that for about an hour, listening to Glen Campbell. I love his song, 'Galveston', among many others. But that's my favorite. Or maybe, 'An Ordinary Housewife'. At five thirty, Michelle said it was time to get ready to go. She told me to get ready first as she wanted to surprise me later. I showered, wishing that Michelle would join me but knowing that she wasn't going to. I shaved, slathered on some cologne and dressed in a pair of slacks and one of my nicest shirts. When I presented myself to Michelle, she gave a little wolf whistle and told me I looked very delectable, good enough to eat. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 01 It'd taken me about twenty minutes to get ready. Now it was Michelle's turn. She went in the bedroom and closed the door. I sat daydreaming about her naked body as I heard the shower running. Then it stopped and I started to get a little nervous. Tonight I was meeting her cowboy. He seemed pretty glamorous compared to a Building Inspector, even if I was the manager of the department. It doesn't seem fair that women can take two or three times the amount of time to get ready as it takes a man. I guess that I'd seen often enough that the wait was more than worthwhile. Didn't make it any easier though. In fact, the anticipation made it even harder, not knowing what she planned for tonight but pretty sure it'd be something pretty special. I thought this time I'd be ready for her when she came out of the bedroom. I wasn't! I'd completely forgotten about that dress, one I'd bought for her before she went to Seattle with Mike; the silk, wrap-dress. I realized I hadn't ever seen her in it, except the picture of her and Mike together. She couldn't wear a bra with it and it was definitely apparent. I think except for Jacqui's gold dress she'd worn at the exotic dance club, this was by far the sexiest thing she'd ever worn in public. I couldn't take my eyes away from her as she walked to the car in front of me. It was short, falling well above her knees, strapless and draping just over her breasts, leaving her nipples very prominent. I approved. I thought Shaun would approve too. I absolutely loved this new exhibitionist side to my wife! ooOoo We picked up Shaun at his house a little after seven thirty. His house was nice, but nothing spectacular, probably not as nice as ours. Our reservations were at seven forty five. When we went in, I asked the receptionist for one of the back booths. She led us through the maze to a table near the back wall. If you haven't read my other stories describing the Black Angus, it's a quiet restaurant with the booths separated from each other by about three quarter height partitions so each booth gives a feeling of privacy. Michelle and I love it. It's our favorite restaurant in Kennewick. They serve fantastic steaks as well! Shaun slid in first, with Michelle between us. The young lady asked what we'd like to drink and we told her, ice tea for me and Shaun and Michelle wanted a strawberry lemonade. She left us with menus and said our waitress would bring the drinks shortly. After she left, I reminded Michelle what she'd said earlier, that she'd tell me about last night at dinner. She said to wait till our drinks got there and we'd talk about it. Shaun took a little gulp when she said that. Michelle noticed it and smiled. Oh, by the way, Shaun definitely seemed to be approving of Michelle's dress. He didn't seem to be able to take his eyes off of her. While we were waiting for drinks, Michelle was introducing me and Shaun. She had very briefly in the car, but now was telling each of us a little about the other. As she talked, she very inconspicuously took my left hand, pulling it under the table onto her leg. Her dress had slipped open quite a bit (intentionally?) and I felt the top of her lacy, thigh-high stockings. My hand inadvertently ventured a bit higher until I discovered she was au-naturel under her dress. The same as she was the only other time she'd worn it with Mike. My fingers just grazed the edge of her pussy lips, spreading her slightly and rubbing just inside her. I knew from how wet she was that she was very aroused, but she wasn't letting on at all what was happening under the table. When the waitress brought our drinks I reluctantly left her in order to put equal in my tea. Shaun didn't use any sweetener, tough guy I guess. He was also left handed apparently as he drank with his left hand. His other hand had ventured under the table without me realizing it. I felt Michelle's leg open up just a little and I had a pretty good idea where Shaun's hand was. She finally started to talk about last night, "You were asking about last night. I think it would be safe to say we both enjoyed it." "Tell me a little about it, what did you do?" "When I got there, Shaun was just finishing making a taco salad. But before we ate, he demonstrated that he can kiss really well." An inspiration hit me, "Think you can demonstrate?" She looked at me kind of quizzically, "You mean now?" "Yeah, why not, we're pretty private." Michelle looked at Shaun. I could see want in her eyes. She leaned over to him, closed her eyes and her lips touched his. As she kissed him, she scooted over closer and their kiss deepened. Michelle's mouth opened and she began to devour Shaun, one hand in his hair and the other on the back of his neck pulling him tighter to her, tongues obviously traveling back and forth. Neither noticed when the waitress appeared to take our order. She stood there waiting, obviously enjoying the treat going on in front of her. As she watched, I took my left hand and showed her the ring on my finger and pointed to Michelle, silently mouthing the words, "Her boyfriend," pointing to Shaun. Shaun took one hand and gently massaged one of Michelle's breasts, pinching her nipple, causing Michelle to moan into his mouth. When Michelle finally opened her eyes and saw the waitress standing there, she turned a very bright shade of red, blurting out, "Oh, I'm sorry!" The waitress, Trisha on her nametag, replied, "Oh no problem, I was very much enjoying watching you and your boyfriend," winking at me. Then she returned to the actual business at hand, "Are you ready to order?" I looked at Trisha with what I hoped she'd see as a little more than a professional gaze; she looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties, blonde hair, pretty face, very nice boobs. Her face blushed just a little as I was looking at her. We'd already decided what we wanted, so I used my 'sultry' voice, telling her that I'd like the rib steak, medium rare and my wife (emphasizing the 'my wife') would like the same. We went through the selection of salads, baked potato and so on before Shaun ordered pretty much the same thing, except rare instead of medium rare. After Trisha walked away, I had a moment to think while Michelle was recovering her dignity. I knew my wife was smoking hot tonight. I loved how she was discovering her sexual power. So much has changed in our lives over the last year and I don't ever want to go back. This lust she could create in another man simply overwhelmed me with pride and excitement. After Michelle recovered slightly, she poked me in the ribs and whispered to me, "You did that on purpose!" "Honest, I had no idea she was going to pick right then to come by." "That was embarrassing! And I wonder, what was that gaze you were giving her?" "Well, she'd just watched my sexy wife pretty seriously making out with another guy and I thought she was cute!" "Careful Bud, or Jacqui might hear about it." I wasn't really too scared that Jacqui would take offense to my appreciating a pretty girl, the same as I wasn't too concerned about Michelle. However, I wanted the conversation back on Michelle and Shaun. "It looked like you and Shaun were enjoying yourselves a lot more than I was, drooling over our waitress! Not that I didn't enjoy that little show. Made me hopeful what else you might want to demonstrate. Anything else Shaun does particularly well?" "Mmhmm, but we're not going to demonstrate here, it would probably get us kicked out." "Later?" I asked Michelle said, "Oh definitely later!" I couldn't help myself but ask Shaun, "Anything in particular that you noticed Michelle does well?" Shaun grinned, "Well she's a passable kisser." That got him a little elbow to the ribs. "She seems to strip really well! She likes my cooking so far and my daughter; she's an incredible tease." Then he looked directly into Michelle's eyes, his lips only a few inches from hers and said, "She makes love really, really well!" I could see the lust forming on Michelle's face. I knew the last part to be especially true and if it wouldn't get us kicked out, she'd undoubtedly love to demonstrate his last declaration. Our conversation turned a little less risqué and Shaun told me a little about his business. He does research and interviews during the week, sometimes flying across the country just for a face to face interview with a rodeo star. He broadcasts from his little studio in his house every Saturday morning and has contracts with several rodeos as their announcer. I could certainly understand why he was good at what he did, his voice was low and very masculine. Exactly how you'd expect someone in rodeo to sound. Michelle had already told me how sexy she thought his voice was. He told me that this morning's broadcast was a little distracting. "I usually get up around five to make sure everything's ready. I'm live to forty seven stations at seven. This morning I was already late when I woke up because of not getting much sleep during the night and I have this beautiful, hazel-eyed, naked female wanting to make love with me. I wanted to, but air time was in less than hour and I had a lot to do. When Michelle sat up in bed, her bare breasts were a little distracting while I was trying to get dressed." "Then when I had everything lined up and ready, about five minutes till air time, she comes in my studio and sits on my desk wearing that little bandage of a nightgown. Here I am trying to not watch her as I go on the air and she's sitting a few feet in front of me playing with her nipples, making them harder and harder." Michelle chimed in, "I guess that's the beauty of radio. He never wavered his voice, I could see his eyes all over me, but his voice never changed." I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of that. That was when I realized Shaun's hand was under the table again when Trisha brought our food. Pretty sure she noticed how erect Michelle's nipples were. I certainly did! I couldn't help but poke at Michelle a little, so I asked Trisha, just loudly enough for Michelle and Shaun to hear me, "You busy later, want to join us?" I wondered what I'd have done if she'd said she would! But, alas, she grinned and said she didn't think her boyfriend would quite approve. Not married. Hmmm! As I sat eating and watching Shaun and Michelle flirting, I couldn't help but think what a dangerous game we're playing. I love Michelle so much and yet I keep pushing her into the arms of another man and enjoying it. Now, instead of that man being two hundred miles away in a city that Michelle despises, he's down the street a couple miles. She can go to him anytime. She could move in with him without even disrupting her work. That danger made her being with him even more exciting to me. I knew that this time I actually wanted them to fall in love with the emotions that Jacqui and I have together. I knew the stronger the emotions, the better the sex and the better the sex, the stronger the emotions became, a vicious, wonderful circle. I wanted Michelle's sex with Shaun to be perfect. I wanted everything Michelle did with Shaun to be perfect. I wanted her to love him and him her. Just to prove how strong her love for me was? I didn't know for sure, except maybe I'm a drug addicted fruitcake! I knew I was going to do everything I could to encourage a steamy love affair between Michelle and Shaun. Over the last year, since our first foray into 'wife sharing' with Mike, I've read lots of stories on Lush and elsewhere about men who enjoyed sharing their wife with other guys. I knew there was some degree of truth in them and the excitement could be real after I watched Michelle that night with Alec in Kodiak. If I hadn't experienced it firsthand, I'd have believed they were just fantasy stories with no basis in reality. Then during Michelle's affair with Mike I really came to understand the reality of the stories and the excitement of another man lusting for my wife and her for him. I think all of the ones I've read however just wanted to share their wife physically, which is exactly what I did with Alec and then Mike. I came to understand the extreme excitement of knowing about and even watching my wife with another man. But I was always afraid of that deep emotional attachment. With Mike, I encouraged Michelle to become emotionally attached with him, but cautioned her that if she ever felt she was crossing that line with love that she needed to break it off with him. That's exactly what she finally did when he couldn't accept that she was committed to me. With Shaun that doesn't seem like enough. I want Michelle to develop a real, long lasting emotional commitment, even love with Shaun. He seems like the perfect guy, perfect lover for Michelle. It scares me badly but it is what it is and I can't control it. It's like this addiction I have has gone totally berserk. With all that in mind, I enjoyed watching Michelle and Shaun flirting together immensely. I was looking forward to what might happen later tonight, no matter what it might be! Trisha was certainly very prompt to keep our ice tea and strawberry lemonade full during our meal and making sure we didn't need anything. It was fun flirting with her a bit when she stopped at our table, telling her silly little jokes, making sure she knew my eyes were for her as a pretty and sexy lady, not just as a waitress. I knew that much of the night, Shaun was fondling my wife under the table. Trisha knew it as well, the way she'd glance over at us whenever she walked past; the 'knowing' smile she seemed to be giving us; the little bit of blush on her face when she stopped at our table. I think earlier Michelle had only wanted me to know she was bare so I'd know what Shaun would be doing. I kept my own hands a respectable distance, allowing Shaun and Michelle to enjoy each other. I was pretty sure that was exactly why she wore what she wore. I wondered how close Shaun had brought her to an actual orgasm at the table. There were a couple times that Michelle closed her eyes and seemed to be trying hard to control herself. Shaun picked up the check for the meal. He said he thought it was the least he could do. I gave Trisha a very nice tip, although I think she enjoyed serving us enough to feel she didn't need any tip at all. On the way out, I let Shaun hold Michelle's hand. The man looked like he simply adored my wife. I gave Trisha a little wave as she was waiting on another table on our way out. Loved her grin! As we walked to the car something hit me that I hadn't even thought about earlier. A year ago, before Mike and before Jacqui, I'd never have imagined having enough courage to flirt with a waitress as I just had with Trisha! I discovered it was fun, not so difficult and I think she enjoyed it too. ooOoo The drive home was déjà vu all over again. I drove home and watched my wife and Shaun necking in the back seat. I'd learned that Michelle's cowboy was definitely a very sexually oriented creature and he didn't mind her husband watching. He slipped the strap off Michelle's shoulder and spent most of the way home either sucking on her nipple or kissing her, pretty steamy kisses too!. By the time we got home the tent in both our pants was pretty impossible to hide. When we got inside, Michelle didn't pull out a movie to watch like she did with me and Mike that night. She'd pulled her dress back up so she was dressed to get from the car to the house and as soon as we were inside, said she needed to get more comfortable and went to our bedroom. Shaun and I were both so aroused by that point that there was no way we wanted to do anything else except be with her. It only took Michelle a few minutes to open the bedroom door and rejoin us. I think she was as anxious as we were for what was to come. I groaned. She had on her silk nightie, the one from our wedding night that she only wears on special occasions. It hadn't even been out of the drawer since Jacqui wore it for me one night about eight or nine months ago. She knew full well what wearing that special gown would do to me, stoke my jealousy and my libido at the same time, not to say Shaun's libido. After that dress Michelle wore and now this revealing little baby doll nightie, I didn't think I could take much more. Michelle smiled at me and went to Shaun, sitting on his lap and kissed him. I heard her ask him if he wanted to play a little game. I'd learned that Michelle's 'games' can be anything but little. At this point, Shaun was pretty much agreeable to anything she wanted. She didn't elaborate and my curiosity was nearly killing me. When Shaun agreed, my wife slid off his lap onto the floor in front of him. She unsnapped his pants and slid them and his undies down off of him and tossed them aside. Shaun was very well endowed, which I kind of expected of a cowboy. Don't really know why, but I did. He was obviously fully erect. Then, she parted his legs and lowered her mouth to him, snaking her tongue over the tip of his cock, drawing it down his underside, then stretching her beautiful lips around him. He was quite a lot bigger than what she was used to. Then the wet sounds of her sucking, drawing it in her mouth and back out again, sucking on just the tip so that it hollowed out her cheeks, her eyes looking straight into his. Shaun closed his eyes and groaned his enjoyment. After a couple minutes of this exquisite torture, Michelle drawing him fully into her mouth and throat, then back out again several times, Shaun was starting to grimace and thrusting into her like he was very near to an orgasm. Just when it seemed like he was at the end of his endurance, she pulled away from him getting a huge groan, and said, "Now, it's my turn." She stood up and let Shaun slip her silk panties down off her hips. My wife climbed up on the couch in front of Shaun, spread her legs on both sides of his head and lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth. Shaun was only too eager as she ground herself into his mouth, groaning and pulling his head into her as if to force his tongue deeper into her. I was sitting there totally mesmerized, watching my beautiful wife writhing her pelvis into Shaun's face. My cock was just about at the maximum stress point and Michelle was obviously near her point of no return, breathing rapidly and unsteadily. When she braced herself and pulled away from him, she said, "Now, I think we're both ready, the game begins." Neither of us knew yet what she meant. She looked over at me and told me, "Honey, the kitchen timer is on the coffee table. It's set for five minutes. When I tell you, hit the 'start'." I hadn't noticed it before, but there it was. She'd obviously planned this out and gotten it ready early this afternoon. Michelle lowered herself down onto Shaun, gripping his cock in her hands, spreading the slippery pre-cum that he'd been emitting and guided it into her waiting and eager pussy, but only about an inch, until his cock head was just inside her, but no further. "Now," she told me, "Start the timer." As it finally dawned on me and Shaun what her goal was, I was incredulous! Did she think that after what they'd just done, that they could maintain this position for five minutes? Apparently, that was her plan as she told Shaun, "No more penetration, but everything else is fair game, until the timer goes off." Shaun's eyes got huge when he realized what she was doing and what she expected of him. He groaned out, "Sweetheart, I'm so close, I can't do this!" Michelle groaned a little and told him, "Yes you can. If I can do it, so can you. Just tell me before you're going to come" Then, with both of them so turned on it must have been unbearable and Shaun's cock just penetrating inside Michelle's pussy lips, she pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him, passionately, tongues in and out, sucking on his bottom lip, both apparently doing their best to force the other to submit to the temptation of driving themselves together. Michelle unbuttoned Shaun's shirt, pushing it off him as she was possessed with her lust. Shaun's hands wrapped around my wife, under the silk, holding her tightly. Both their faces clearly showing the rapture and strain they were both feeling. And this within the first few seconds! It was obvious that five minutes of this was going to be an eternity! Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 01 Michelle gripped around the back of Shaun's head and pulled his lips down to her breast, slipping a strap off her shoulder baring herself to him, her silky hair engulfing his head as she came closer and closer to losing her battle. She moaned out, "Oh God, I want you inside me so bad!" Both their hips were working in the lovemaking motion, Shaun slipping in and out just a little, but Michelle was careful to keep him just inside her as she moaned aloud over and over again. Shaun's lips were wrapped around her breast, sucking on a nipple, which has always driven Michelle crazy. Her head was thrown back in apparent agony from wanting, "I'm about to come," she screamed and pulled herself off of him. In my infinite wisdom, I immediately reached over and stopped the timer and looked at it. Fifty eight seconds had gone by so far. Michelle's body was shaking and Shaun was breathing hard. He told her, "Me too, another few seconds would have been too late." He was actually considerable bigger now than before. Michelle hovered just above Shaun for a couple minutes, holding him, but not kissing and asked, "Are you ready?" Shaun groaned a little and said, "Yeah, I guess as ready as ever." As Michelle lowered herself just over the head of Shaun's cock once again, I restarted the timer. This was turning out to be the most erotic situation I'd ever seen. Michelle and Shaun had been together a total of only three times before this and were still new lovers. This would be torture for me with either Michelle or Jacqui. It had to be especially tortuous for Shaun. I certainly hoped it was for Michelle! I thought I'd help a little, "You almost made it to one minute. Only four more to go." Michelle slipped the strap off her other shoulder, baring both breasts to Shaun. He pulled her tight to him as they kissed once again, Shaun's hands travelling down over her back to her bum and kneading her buttocks. Michelle was working herself up and down on Shaun's cock, but only that little bit, pulling herself off so he was right at her edge, then down over him an inch or two and back off again. It was driving me out of my mind just watching and wondering how it must be feeling. One of Michelle's hands went down and wrapped around him, squeezing and rubbing up and down, her juices making him wet and slippery. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed and moans coming from deep inside her. Finally Shaun said, "Babe, you can't do that, I'm going to come." Michelle quickly removed her hand and pulled off of him again. I stopped the timer again at two minutes eighteen seconds, turning it away so neither Michelle or Shaun could see how much time there was. She said, "I've got to rest my knees a little bit." She slipped down off the couch and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock once again, looking into his eyes. I wasn't counting this as part of the five minutes so left the timer stopped. As Shaun watched Michelle's lips on the head of his cock, she suddenly dropped her head and took him fully inside her mouth to the back of her throat, eliciting a loud groan from Shaun. Then just as quickly opened her mouth fully and pulled off of him. Shaun looked up at the ceiling and moaned out, "Oh God, you're killing me!" Michelle looked at him with her sexy smile and said, "Please don't die yet, I'm not through with you." She got back onto her knees over him and slowly took him inside her once again. Shaun's hips were thrusting up into her but she still wasn't allowing it. I restarted the timer Then, I thought I'd help out a little. I got right behind Michelle, whispering in her ear enough that both her and Shaun could hear, "You know, the longer you make it, the better it'll finally be." Then, I kissed her neck, caressed my arms around her, grasping and squeezing her nipples a little, pinching and rolling them between my thumb and forefinger. I kissed her cheek, encouraging her to turn her head so I could kiss her and add just a little more heat to what she was already feeling. This was her game and I wanted to help her play it for all it was worth, and then some! In short, I wanted her to suffer! My little help seemed to be having some effect as there were tears down Michelle's cheeks from her agony. Michelle was frantically moving her hips up and down as we kissed, but still only that little bit. When Shaun's cock popped out of her and swung in front, she quickly reached down, grabbed him and slid it back inside her. I pulled away so I could look at the timer and saw it had been just a little over three minutes. Another two minutes of this exquisite torture to go. I said, "You're almost there, only a few more seconds." Shaun once again pulled one of Michelle's nipples and sucked her whole breast into his mouth. He sucked as she whimpered almost franticly plunging up and down on him, once going nearly halfway before she realized it and pulled back, suddenly standing and plunging her pussy down on Shawn's mouth. I quickly stopped the timer. Michelle was pulling at Shaun's hair, pushing his face into her and he was obliging with his mouth and tongue, his hands around her, scratching at her back pulling her into him. Shaun was doing his best to drive my wife into oblivion and was succeeding quite nicely! After a moment, Michelle took a deep breath, pulled away from his mouth and lowered herself onto him once again. I restarted the timer. Her face was in a grimace, her eyes closed with tears running down her cheeks and both her and Shaun resumed that up and down motion, giving just a little at a time. I looked at the timer. Four minutes, ten seconds. "Not much time left, you're almost there." Michelle sounded like she might be losing her patience, hissing at me, "You said that a half hour ago you bastard. I don't think you even have the damn timer on!" I almost felt insulted! "Oh yes I do, I haven't cheated even a second." I still wanted to help, mostly Michelle, so I slid my finger down her butt and gently tickled right inside her pussy lips. Shaun and Michelle were kissing again but when Shaun realized what I was doing, he took her nipple into his mouth again, hungrily sucking on it, then switched to the other one. Michelle's head was thrown back, with a look that I couldn't tell if it was agony or bliss on her face and tears streaming down her cheeks. The whole scene was so incredibly erotic! I wasn't even feeling my jealousy for Shaun. The man was suffering! I looked at the timer, twenty more seconds. I'd positioned it so neither of them could see it and they had to be expecting it to go off any second, letting them finally, finally slide together for that exquisite feeling of release. Michelle's juices were literally flowing down Shaun's cock. As I saw the timer slowly mark off those last seconds, I kept repeating into Michelle's ear, "Almost time, almost time, it's going to feel so good to you." Both Shaun and Michelle were desperately working their hips, but both being careful to just maintain him right inside her, in an inch, out an inch. Just before I knew the timer would go off, I pulled away from her. Ding Ding, the timer finally went! Shaun and Michelle both gasped out loud and Michelle dropped onto Shaun's cock like she'd been released from chains. Shaun picked her up, threw her down on her back on the couch, her legs over his shoulders and thrust in and out of her his full length. Michelle was lying, her mouth agape thrusting up to him and screaming, "Oh God, Oh God!" Michelle's body was convulsing and Shaun was thrusting, slamming into her again and again, gritting his teeth and had one of the most powerful orgasms I think I'd ever seen. Both Shaun's and Michelle's bodies were slick with sweat The look of ecstasy on Michelle's face and that final scream nearly made me lose control, wanting to pull my cock out and pump it to relieve the pressure. But, I couldn't, I wanted to relieve it inside my beautiful, wonderful wife! I don't think I was ever so jealous of another human being as I was at that moment! Shaun had just enjoyed sex with my wife as much or more than I ever had and it was almost more than I could stand to not wrench her away from him and drive myself into her! ooOoo I didn't need to wrench Michelle away from Shaun. She showed Shaun the guest room and led me into our room. As soon as the door closed behind us, we were all over each other. I kissed her like my life depended on it and she kissed me back the same way. My cock was hard as a rock after what I'd just witnessed and I pushed her back against the wall picking her up by the legs and ramming it inside her. Michelle wrapped her legs around me, doing her best to pull us tighter together. Her pussy was full of Shaun's cum, slick and hot. In all of our sixteen years together we'd never made love like this and it was incredible! Michelle's mouth was desperately trying to suck my tongue away from its roots and she was humping my cock as if we hadn't made love for the last year. Her butt was pounding against the wall to the guest room and when her orgasm hit, her body shook, she bit down on me and scratched her fingernails across my back which only accentuated my own frenzy. I pounded into her through her orgasm and only a few seconds later added my cum to Shaun's in one of the most violent orgasms I've ever had! Afterward, sweat was pouring off both of us. Michelle and I always made love. We never fucked. We'd just fucked each other - and it was incredible! I could barely breathe and my heart was pounding. I slowly let Michelle down to the floor before I collapsed. For the first moment or so, neither of us could walk on our shaky legs so we stood there, supporting each other. When we were finally able to walk, I realized Michelle still had on that silk nightie, although it was bunched up around her waist. Before she climbed in bed, she slipped it the rest of the way off We laid in bed, our noses touching, and slightly touching lips together in sensual little kisses. After several minutes, Michelle finally spoke, "You know I think I'm in love with him, don't you?" I knew this was a conversation we had to have and right after one of our most exciting lovemaking sessions ever seemed like a good a time as any to have it. "Yeah, it's pretty obvious. Is he in love with you?" "He hasn't said it, but I think so." She paused a little bit before going on, "Do you want me to stop seeing him?" "Will you if I ask you to?" "Yes" "Does he know you won't leave me?" "Yes, I made that clear to him before we made love the first time." "Do you think he'll still understand that after this weekend?" "He's a smart guy. He knows I meant what I said." "What about his wife, you told me he wants her back, what if she goes back to him?" She paused a bit before answering, "I have you, I'll always have you and I love you. I don't know, I'd probably cry, I won't say it wouldn't hurt, even now. But I know how to move on. I did it twice, with Mike. I lived and what do I have to show for it? Just about the sweetest, most caring and exciting man on earth - you!" "Then I don't want you to stop seeing him." A moment later, I told her, "You've always encouraged me and Jacqui, even knowing how we feel toward each other. I've told her that I want her to be happy and I'd love to see her with a husband and babies. It would hurt to lose her, probably really bad. But I'm prepared for it if that happens. I guess what I'm saying is that I understand. If that's what you want with Shaun and you're prepared to eventually lose him, I think you should go make love with him right now and tell him that you love him. Find out how much he's in love with you. And if he says he is, revel in it, do whatever it takes to make your love for each other deeper." Michelle's face had a huge smile on it as she kissed me, told me how much she loved me and walked to the other room wearing nothing but her birthday suit. After Michelle left, I lay in our bed alone asking myself what I'd just done? I just told her that I want her to love another man, a line I'd never crossed before. Have I just destroyed our marriage? I already missed her soft, warm body next to mine. I felt a tear down my cheek but I knew I wouldn't have it any other way. I was still confident in Michelle and I was so incredibly turned on by the sounds of lovemaking coming from the other room; sounds I was sure to hear a lot of in our future. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02a I lay in bed awake listening to my wife and Shaun making love in our guest room. I thought I could actually go to sleep but should have known better. I have no idea how long I listened, enjoying every second. I heard kissing, moaning, giggling and finally quiet. After the quiet I waited a little while then tiptoed out into the hall to peek in the guest room. Michelle's head was on Shaun's bare chest, kind of in the crook of his neck with her arm draped over him. Shaun's right arm was wrapped around her back. Both were sleeping in the very picture of contentment. I slipped back into bed, wishing that Jacqui was there with me. To be honest, I briefly thought about Trisha and smiled at the thought. I wonder what Michelle would think if she knew I was fantasizing about our waitress. Their work uniforms were very modest, which made me wonder all the more about what she looked like without it. Even under her demure blouse it was apparent she had very nice breasts. Her knee length skirt and flat, comfortable shoes didn't especially compliment her legs, but they had still looked very nice under her nylons. This is stupid! I have a beautiful wife and a beautiful girlfriend. Why is my brain undressing a waitress we'd just met? That was the last thought I remembered having that night before I went to sleep. The next morning I woke up with a serious case of morning wood. Wonder how that might happen after last night! In my sleepy stupor, it took me a few minutes to remember why Michelle wasn't in bed with me. When I realized she was in the guest room with Shaun, I quietly got up so as not to wake anyone and peeked into the guest room. I was glad we had a nice carpet floor so I could walk quietly. Obviously Michelle and Shaun were both awake as they were in each other's arms kissing. I snuck back into my room and got dressed. Then I quietly went into the kitchen to fix some breakfast, assuming that Michelle and her cowboy would join me in a little bit. I almost automatically, every Saturday night mix up some sourdough for breakfast. I had last night before we left to pick up Shaun. There's nothing better than the odor of fresh sourdough in the morning. Well, maybe it's second best after the odor of a woman after she's been well fucked! I hoped to enjoy that odor in a few minutes. After I mixed up the waffles, I sat down at our table with a glass of ice tea. I sat at the table, remembering what I'd thought Shaun and Michelle last night. I still felt the same way, I wanted Michelle to love this man, her cowboy. My cock hardened in response to the thought of watching the love grow between my wife and Shaun over the next weeks and months. I thought of the double dates we'd have, me with Jacqui; Michelle with Shaun. Perhaps sometime we'd share a motel room with double queen beds. Other nights after sleeping with Shaun, she'd come home to me, glowing with her love for him, telling me about her evening with him, then the two of us making love together. . Michelle and Shaun finally joined me about forty five minutes later. Shaun was dressed but Michelle only wore one of her flimsy blouses with no bra and a pair of lacy, pink bikini panties. Michelle certainly had a glow about her, the kind she often has after an especially nice love making session. Seeing her like that definitely made me very aroused. I don't think she was making any particular effort to look sexy, but she didn't need to try. I had the sourdough waffles mixed up and the griddle hot so all I needed to do was ladle a couple spoonfuls into it, close the lid and wait. I bid Shaun good morning and kissed my wife, telling her how nice she looked. We sat down at the table and I didn't know how to start the conversation with the guy who had just slept with my wife in our house. I didn't want to address the obvious elephant in the room, so I simply asked him, "Have you eaten sourdough before?" A simple answer, "No, I haven't." That surprised me with the cowboy crowd he spends his time with. Sourdough was a staple of the old west and I presumed he'd probably be using it himself since Michelle said he was a good cook. "Well, you're in for a treat then. It's about time you had some." I have to admit that my sourdough waffles and homemade syrup are pretty fantastic. When he commented how good they were, he asked how to make it. I've never been shy about sharing my sourdough expertise, kind of proud of it actually. I told him how to make the sourdough, but said I'd give him some starter so he didn't have to go through that. Besides, the older starter is the better. I originally made mine several years ago. Some people's starter has been handed down from generation to generation and likely was started on a wagon train or by cookie to feed the ranch crew on the open range generations ago. The subject Shaun and I avoided was Michelle, quietly sitting there looking like a goddess watching her guys starting to become friends. My eyes couldn't help but wander to her beautiful face and nipples poking through her blouse. I thought about watching Shaun's mouth on those nipples last night. Back to this morning Robert! Michelle said very little during breakfast. I think she enjoyed the friendly banter between Shaun and me. I know she wanted her husband and her lover to like and respect each other. I never said anything to Shaun about my feelings about him and Michelle. I wanted to watch their relationship evolve on its own without any interference from me. The more I was around Shaun that morning, the more convinced I was that I truly wanted him with Michelle. He seemed to be everything a woman could ask for in a man. Good looking, smart, very nice and friendly, successful and exciting career, deep masculine voice and obviously very good in bed! I simply couldn't imagine why his wife might have left him and didn't want to bring it up. I knew I wanted Michelle to have a lover and I wanted it to be Shaun. If you asked me why? As I sit here trying to explain it, it seems almost impossible to explain. There's the excitement of knowing she's enjoying someone so much; the added intensity to our own lovemaking; her happiness; that glowing face after she's been with him. None of it seems adequate to explain my feelings, my love for her is so deep. In the light of day, I thought again about the possibility that Michelle could someday leave me for this guy. I know that emotions can sometimes take over rational thought, knew it only too well! But I still had every confidence in my wife. One thing that Shaun or any other guy can never have with Michelle that I have is our history. Besides our love, that history binds us. The fear is still there, especially with him living so close but it adds excitement and almost seems to push me, I guess to prove to myself how much my wife actually does love me. I know there are things Shaun can do for Michelle that I never could and her for him, same with Mike. That's a lot of the attraction for me. I love Michelle being outside her comfort zone. Although, I must admit that comfort zone apparently has widened significantly in the last weeks! After breakfast, we cleaned up the dirty dishes. Shaun impressed me by getting up and helping even though he's a guest. When we were done, he said he needed to go home and Michelle offered to take him. I suggested that she might want to put on something a little different first. She did. A pair of shorts over the panties. That's all, still braless. On her way out the door behind Shaun, she kissed me and told me she might be a while. After she left, I checked my watch, a little after ten. Jacqui would have just opened the store a few minutes ago. Too early for a break or her lunch, so I just sent her a little text, "I love you." ooOoo A few minutes later, I received some smiley faces and a pair of nice red kissy lips on my phone. I replied with, "lunch later?" "Lunch break at two." "See you then." I had almost three hours till meeting Jacqui so I decided after last night a little nap seemed like a nice idea. I had no idea when Michelle might get home and didn't really expect her for quite a while. I lay down with visions of that kiss at the Black Angus last night. It's funny how your thought process can evolve over time. I remember when I was listening to Michelle and Alec kissing after making love that night in Kodiak how jealous I was. Even more so than watching her making love with him. Then watching her and Mike kissing turned me on. That kiss last night was in a completely different ballpark! I think Michelle was giving me a message how much she cared for him during that kiss, something that was completely different than the other guys she's kissed. Maybe it was my imagination, but I don't think so. Now, I'm hoping she's at Shaun's house giving him a clear and understandable message with her kisses, one that he won't ever forget, the same message I want to send to Jacqui at lunch today. I want her to know how much I love her. My little internal alarm clock woke me up in time to get cleaned up and change my clothes to meet her. When I arrived at Victoria's Secret, Jacqui was helping a customer. I wandered around the shop, remembering the first time I was there and Jacqui wasn't anything more than one of the sales girls to me. It's incredible how much has changed since then! When Jacqui finished with the customer she walked out the door with me. The food court is a hundred yards or so down the mall from her store. We picked up some Mexican food and sat at one of the tables. Jacqui knew we were meeting Shaun last night and wanted to know all about him. I relayed what I knew, especially how Michelle felt about her dreamboat, then went into a little description of the night's activities. She was more than a little flabbergasted (is that a cool word or what!) with Michelle's game. I told her that Michelle said she'd fallen hard for the guy. I didn't know if it was really love or lust, but whichever it was, it had taken hold of her like an iron vise. Jacqui had some misgivings about a relationship that strong, but I reminded her of our own relationship and how that was working out. She had a fairly short lunch break, so it was back to the drudgery. I walked in with her and since there wasn't a customer in the store, took her in my arms and kissed her hard before I left. I was in an exceptionally good mood walking out of the mall. A beautiful young lady and I were in love with each other and my wife was in love with both me and her dreamboat. What could be better? I swung by Fred Meyer on my way home to do a little grocery shopping and check out a couple things I needed for the yard so it was after four by the time I got home. I watched a couple episodes I'd recorded of 'The O'Reilly Factor' and 'Megyn Kelly' on Fox News. Now there was a celebrity that would be at the very top of my 'to do' list if I had such a list, right below Daryl Hannah! But no, I don't have a list like that. Michelle has Robert Redford at the top of the list she doesn't have. Michelle finally got home about eight that evening. She looked like she was probably freshly showered and smelled wonderful with her perfume. I kissed her and asked how her day had been? "Wonderful, we picked up Alyssa from her mom's and went for lunch at the Olive Garden then back to his place and watched the movie, "The Gods Must be Crazy." I haven't laughed so hard in ages." I remember Michelle and I watching that movie probably ten years ago. It's definitely a hilarious movie. To be honest, I was interested in other things though. I asked her, "So, how is it with Shaun? You think you like him pretty well?" She got a serious look on her face and paused a little bit before she asked me, "Were you serious last night, that you want me to love him?" "I couldn't have been more serious. I'm definitely hoping for the two of you to fall in love with each other." She took my hands in hers, looked at me and said, "Remember I told you we accidentally met, then went out to dinner? I think I fell in love with him that night. The first time he touched me that night, just his fingertips, it felt like a lightning jolt through me." "Did he kiss you then?" "No, but I wanted him to. We went to lunch twice more before he finally kissed me. When his lips touched mine, it was like fireworks going off in my head. I'd anticipated what it would be like, but it was so much more than I'd even dreamed. I remember being completely breathless after the first time. His kiss just consumed me! I can't even think of words to describe how it felt." "But you still didn't make love with him?" "No, I really wanted to, but I didn't think I could until you knew about him." "And then when you finally did?" "I was crazed for him, when he was finally inside me that first time after the strip club, I felt like I was flying in a cloud! By the time we finally made love that night, my wanting of him had gone from a wildfire to an inferno." "So is it lust or love you feel for him now?" "I think both. I can't get enough of him." "What about Shaun, does he feel the same way?" "He told me this afternoon that he loves me and the way he makes love with me, I know he feels the same about that." I'm trying to digest what she's telling me, how wonderful Shaun is, how good he is in bed with her and how much she thinks she's in love with him. I wonder to myself, is that what I want for her? Damn right it is! I think about her in that passionate embrace with him and loving him. I've already ruminated on my feelings about that and don't really need to do so again. Suffice it to say that I know Michelle won't ever be monogamous with me again so I want her to be with someone else that she really cares for and that guy is obviously Shaun. He's perfect for her! "So what's next? I assume you're not moving in with him?" Heaven forbid! I don't want to go quite that far! "No, I'm not moving in with him! I told you, I love you! But I definitely want to spend lots of time with him. As a matter of fact, he's going to Casper Wyoming to the college national finals rodeo this weekend and asked me to go with him. Would that be okay with you?" "Leaving when? Friday?" "Actually, no, he has to fly out Wednesday. The rodeo starts Thursday and he's the announcer so has to be there first thing Thursday morning." I did a little quick counting in my head, "That sounds like it'd be fun for you. Four nights with him, probably lots of lovemaking." I got a nice big grin out of her for that, "Lots of making love and lots of time during the days to spend with him too. I'm not going to hold back my feelings for him either like I did with Mike." We were both tired from not getting much sleep the night before, so I suggested we go to bed. Our conversation had made me excrutiatingly horny. Thinking about Michelle spending that much time with Shaun, sleeping with him four nights and how she'd feel about him after that long weekend had me so hard I was worried I might tear a hole in my pants. I showered and slipped into bed beside Michelle, anxious to make love with her. Unfortunately, when I snuggled up to her back spooning her with my hand pushing her night gown up between her legs, she rolled over onto her back and told me, "Honey, I hate to say it, but I'm really sore and it hurts down there. Can we skip a night or two to let me recover?" What could I say? I'm sure she felt my disappointment as I groaned a little and said, "Okay." I scooted away, rolling onto my back. I desperately wanted some release but had been in this condition before so I lay there night dreaming about making love with my wife until I finally dozed off. ooOoo In the morning Michelle wore a professional, but sexy silk skirt and blouse combination to work. I wondered what kind of sexy lingerie she was wearing under it. I loved how she was dressing more sexy than she ever had before, even to work. I presumed the guys in her office were enjoying it as well. That afternoon I was in a meeting with an architect, discussing code requirements for a new three story office building when Michelle sent me a text saying she was going to be late getting home as she needed to do some shopping first. I smiled, thinking to myself that she was probably wanting something new and sexy for her trip with Shaun. Little did I realize how right I was! True to her word, Michelle didn't come home after work. She normally was off work between four and four-thirty, so by seven thirty I was suspecting she was likely with Shaun. Her description of Shaun and how much she was turned on by him had made me more jealous than I realized. I couldn't help but think of her laughing and flirting with him, probably making out while I was home alone and horny. The more I thought of them kissing the hornier I got, growing more and more jealous of Shaun and how much she was attracted to him. It seemed to be a vicious circle with all my emotions become more and more intense and mixed up! I wondered how I was going to endure four days knowing her and Shaun were sleeping together and making love, falling deeper and deeper in love with each other both day and night. Made me question my sanity for encouraging it! I thought about calling Jacqui. I knew she'd be more than happy to help relieve some of my tension, but somehow it didn't seem fair to her for me to go to her tonight just to relieve my stress. Besides, I was enjoying these emotions of horniness and jealousy. Finally, after what had seemed like an eternity, I got a text from Michelle. She asked if I wanted to meet her at the Olive Garden for dinner. It took me about a second and a half to reply, "Yes! On my way." When I stepped into the Olive Garden lobby, I was actually relieved to see Michelle sitting on a bench alone waiting for me. I'd kind of assumed that Shaun was probably with her. When I walked in, Michelle stood and wrapped her arms around me, giving me a very passionate kiss right in the middle of their lobby. This is something that she'd never have done before Mike and Shaun entered her life. The feel of her lips on mine and that silk fabric on my hands made me instantly hard. The last time we'd made love was that frantic 'fuck' the night Shaun spent the night at our house with Michelle in his bed. I hadn't even seen her undressed body since then. When we broke the kiss, I was more than a little embarrassed by the tent in my pants. I tried to act nonchalant as the host showed us to our table. I held Michelle's chair as she sat, helping her slide it in under the table. I'd become more attentive to the little gestures of chivalry. We sat and talked about our day deciding what to order. Michelle always likes to experiment with something different. I did too, wondering if the lasagna would be even better than it was the last time we were here. I don't remember what Michelle ordered as it's always something different but I ordered lasagna. Not hard to remember that, it's my favorite food in the world! While we were eating, I asked Michelle what she'd bought. She wouldn't say, only that maybe she'd show me later. Most of the dinner, we ate in companionable silence, which was comfortable for both of us. After dinner, we drove our separate cars home. We sat on the couch with Michelle snuggling next to me and watched an episode of 'Rizzolli and Isles', then 'Blue Bloods' before going to bed. I'd been anticipating tonight all day, especially since that kiss in the restaurant so I was more than a little disappointed when Michelle came to bed wearing a long flannel nightgown. I took that as a hint that this was going to be another long, dry night. I'd even hoped that she would show me what she'd bought, but she had just put the bags in her closet without even opening them. Tuesday was pretty much a repeat of Monday, a routine day at work. I fantasized during the day, hoping that tonight Michelle would be receptive to making love with me. I knew that tomorrow she would be leaving with Shaun for four days and I desperately needed some reassurance before she left. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02a I called Jacqui, asking her if she'd like to bring some clothes and spend a few days with me, explaining to her that Michelle was leaving Wednesday for a little trip with Shaun. She readily agreed, saying she'd see me Wednesday night. I was really looking forward to spending the time with her. That night, the last before Michelle's four days with Shaun, I barbecued some rib steaks on our pellet grill and we had a wonderful dinner together. After we finished cleaning up and all the dishes were in the dishwasher, I asked her if she was looking forward to her trip? She said she was and asked me, "Do you want to see what I'm taking? I promised you the other day I'd show you." Uhh, yeah! This was the biggest no-brainer in a long time! "I'd love it." Was all I said, trying to hold back a little on my exuberance. Michelle grinned at me and took my hand leading me into the bedroom. "I've got to shower and get myself tidied up a bit first. I want you to take your clothes off, ALL of them, lie down on the bed and wait for me." I did as I was asked, Michelle watching me as I undressed. When I lay down, my cock was hard and sticking straight up in the air. We had a walk-in closet opening into the master bath so after Michelle was satisfied that I'd followed her instructions, she went into the bathroom and closed the door. Part 2 I lay on the bed anticipating the rest of the evening ahead of us, my cock growing harder and harder by the moment. Even writing this, thinking back to that evening, my cock is getting hard all over again! I listened to the shower, which was relatively short. Then I waited, not hearing another sound from the bathroom. And waited. And waited! I looked at my watch, it'd been almost forty five minutes since she'd turned the shower off. I waited some more, nearly frantic in my growing horniness. The bathroom door opened. Michelle stepped out wearing the same outfit she'd worn when she left the house for the strip club a couple weeks ago. Tight, hip-hugging blue jeans, sheer light blue blouse with a darker blue bra underneath and cowgirl boots. She'd added a faded straw cowgirl hat, her long hair rolling over her shoulders. She'd put on her makeup and lipstick, making her look simply ravishing! She did a little pirouette in front of me, her smile lighting up the room. She noticed my erection (kinda hard not to notice it!) and said, "I think somebody likes this." Then she was back in the bathroom with the door closed again. The wait wasn't nearly as long, but was still interminable until she opened the door again. This time it was a leather skirt reaching about halfway to her knees and a red, silky blouse. At least this blouse was opaque so it didn't show her bra underneath. But it was still oh so sexy, much more so than the one she'd worn Monday to work. It was low cut, showing lots of cleavage, just barely stopping so it didn't show her bra. She asked me, "Do you think Shaun will like this one?" I could only nod, thinking how beautiful this woman was! Once again she stepped in the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She was getting me more excited than I'd been for a long, long time (well, since last Saturday night anyway). My anticipation on what else she was going to show me next was growing every second. When she opened the door again, she was wearing a dress, short in the front, well above her knees and flared out long in the back, lots of frilly dangles hanging from it, especially from the bust line. It had little spaghetti straps over her shoulders and I was sure she wasn't wearing a bra under it as her nipples were pretty apparent. When she turned around, it was obvious why there wasn't a bra. The back was plunging to her waist and held together with several criss-crossing straps across her bare back. From the front, this was a very pretty but relatively modest dress, except for those nipples!. That back though made it into something completely different, it exuded sexiness! My jealousy of Shaun was growing by the instant. It was with him, not me that she was going to be wearing this, then going back to their hotel room both horny and undressing each other to make love. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take. I asked her, "Sweetheart, how much more?" She grinned at me and laughed, telling me, "Babe, we've only begun!" I groaned as she closed the door again. She stepped back in the room wearing nothing but a pair of panties and matching bra. She said, "I thought it'd only be fair for you to see a little of what would be underneath some of these things." Ohh, I was rapidly losing my breath. They were Brazilian panties. Jacqui had schooled me a little on women's underwear so I knew what these were called (kind of handy having a girlfriend working at Victoria's Secret!). They were silky, lots of little frills and how they showed off her butt cheeks! The bra was matching and definitely let her nipples poke through. She struck a couple sexy poses for me, eliciting more groans from deep inside me. This was turning into the sexiest style show I could ever imagine. What made it even sexier was the fact these were the things she'd be wearing with Shaun. It was obvious that a working trip for him was going to turn into a trip of dreams! When she stepped back in the bedroom a moment later, she said, "I thought maybe you should see one of the things I'll be wearing to bed with Shaun." Her night gown was a gorgeous purple and looked soft and delicate, semi-transparent, just revealing a hint of the tiny panties and bare breasts it was hiding. It came to just below her waist and had a lace trim around all the edges, so sexy! "Do you think he'll like it?" She asked me. Then she closed her eyes and hugged her arms around herself, whispering to herself just loud enough for me to hear, "MMM, I'm going to enjoy him taking it off of me!" She opened her eyes, smiled at me and said, "Only one more." This time she made me wait with anticipation once again, five minutes, ten minutes. When she finally came back into the room, my jaw dropped open! She was wearing a pair of very brief purple bikini panties. It looked like another of those Brazilian panties, but lots skimpier than the first. The matching bra only covered the lower part of her breasts, leaving most of her breasts and her nipples completely exposed. It held them up so they jutted out in front of her, almost obscenely. Over that, she had a completely transparent blouse that flowed a few inches over her hips but completely unbuttoned, leaving herself fully exposed. As she stepped toward the bed, with a sexy grin on her face, she slowly buttoned the blouse, starting at the bottom. When she got to the buttons over her breasts and buttoned them, it was obvious it covered absolutely nothing, leaving those sexy breasts totally exposed underneath the sheer fabric. I stuttered, asking her where she could wear that? She answered, "I don't know for sure, but I'm sure Shaun can think of somewhere." She sexily crossed the room to the foot of the bed and climbed up on it, slowly inching her way up and over my legs. I couldn't take my eyes away from that blouse. Then as she reached my waist and spread her legs apart to crawl over me, I finally had caught my breath enough to reach to her and caress those breasts through the thin fabric. As she started to lower herself onto my erection, I realized the panties parted allowing me full access to her pussy. I'd heard of panties like that, but never seen any before. We both groaned as she impaled her smooth pussy around my erection. Oh God she felt good, she was so wet! She leaned over me and kissed me, her tongue going deep in my mouth. When she pulled herself up and back down again, I couldn't help but pull my lips from hers, close my eyes and moan. This was so much more than I'd imagined! Then she whispered in my ear, "This little outfit is only for you. You pick out a skirt and I'll wear it with you anywhere you want." Ohh, with her plunging up and down on my cock I couldn't even think, I don't think it even registered what she'd said. She unbuttoned the blouse and pulled my lips to her breast. I sucked her as she plunged up and down on me. Michelle pushed me away from her breast and pulled me back to her lips, kissing me as if we'd been apart for a year! I pushed her off of me, rolling over behind her with her on her hands and knees and plunged my cock back into her through the slit on those panties. Somehow that made it even more erotic as I gripped her hips and plunged in and out of her. When she shouted, "Oh Shaun," she pushed back against me and her body stiffened and shook in a violent orgasm. I was already at the edge and the thought of Shaun fucking my beautiful, sexy wife tomorrow night excited me even more. My orgasm erupted inside her. I'd only been celibate the last two nights but it seemed like an eternity ago that we'd been together and my orgasm went on and on! When we had both calmed down and I was spooning against her back, I asked her, "What did you mean you'd wear it anywhere?" "I meant exactly that. You pick the time, the place and buy me a skirt to wear with it and I'll go with you." I chuckled at that, "You know that might be a little dangerous thing to promise to a guy like me, don't you? You might not like it." She giggled a little, "I know, that'll make it even more fun. You don't even have to tell me where we're going, surprise me, make me embarrassed. Something for me to be a little afraid of." Then she added, "Except to work, I'm not going to wear it to my office." I wouldn't have even thought about that, but what fun that would have been! "I'll have to think about it." She rolled over and gave me a peck on the lips. "I have to pack for the weekend. I'll show you the rest of what I'm taking." Then she rolled off her side of the bed and took that sexy body in to change one more time. This time, she just wore her robe as she went through her drawers to pack. I sat up on the bed, my hands intertwined behind my head watching her place her sexy undies in her bag. I asked her if she'd remove the robe to give me a little better view and stoke my imagination better. When she did and was completely naked, I realized that she'd just shaved her pussy area again and looked silky smooth. I couldn't help but get hard all over again watching the sexy undies and more sexy nighties going in her suitcase. At one point she held up one of her favorite nightgowns, held it in front of her and asked me, "Which do you think Shaun will like best, this (holding the nightie in front of her) or this (putting it down and putting her hands on her naked hips in a sexy pose)?" I thought for a moment, trying to put myself in Shaun's shoes (or bed), "I think probably the second one." "I thought so too. Maybe I don't need more than that one nightgown." Then she started to go back through her suitcase taking out all the nightgowns she'd packed except the one she modeled for me earlier. The dress, skirt and blouses were carefully placed in the suitcase last. Her toiletries, makeup and so on, she put in a small carry-on bag. When she was satisfied that everything was packed, she climbed back in bed with me. It was then that she told me how much she'd wanted to make love with me the night before but held off because she wanted both of us to want it badly tonight. It worked! We made love again after she came to bed. This time, it was our more normal love making, lots of kissing, caressing and nibbling, especially nipple nibbling. While we were making love, I was imaging that it was Shaun loving her and I was watching. Tomorrow night, I knew, it would be him making love with her. ooOoo In the morning, I couldn't sleep thinking about Michelle's trip. I got up early and checked on Lit to see if there were any fun new stories. I noticed a private message so clicked on it. It was from Trisha, the waitress last Saturday at the Black Angus. "I read your stories and was fascinated by them. I'd love to meet you sometime, my phone number is 509---." I called to Michelle, waking her up and showed her the message on my laptop. "She was fun, think you might call her?" "No, I doubt it, I'll send her back a message though, thanking her for reading our stories." "Well, I think you should call her sometime. Maybe make a date with her." "I know you wouldn't mind, but what about Jacqui, she might not like it." "You might be right. I don't know. After we get back from Wyoming I'll mention it to her. See what she says about it." It was almost time for her to get up. She'd just pulled herself up in bed a little to read the message and was still snuggled in. I pulled the blanket and sheet down just a little to expose a nipple and kissed it lightly, drawing it in my mouth and sucking. Michelle put her hands on the back of my head, pulling me to her and moaned a little, "MMM, that feels so good." I nibbled on her other nipple a little causing her to writhe under me. When I stopped, I told her I hoped she'd be nice and horny tonight when her and Shaun arrived at their hotel. She said she didn't think that'd be a problem, that even looking at him made her horny. Michelle and I always left for work at the same time. I hadn't even thought about anything different until that morning when Shaun pulled into our driveway and came to the door. Michelle said he was picking her up so she wouldn't have to leave her car anywhere after work. She kissed me and told me she loved me, then went into Shaun's arms and kissed him just as passionately. She was acting like a little girl on her way to the Toys-R-US when she got into his car and Shaun put her bags in his trunk. As they pulled out of our driveway, Michelle threw me a kiss out the car window. I watched them drive down the street, Michelle leaning over and kissing Shaun on the cheek. I thought briefly about her upcoming next few days and took a deep breath to calm myself. The work day went pretty quickly, no majors disasters befalling our department, but we had a steady stream of customers all day to keep me from dwelling on either Michelle or the upcoming night with Jacqui. I was definitely looking forward to Jacqui spending the next few nights with me. When I got home that evening, I had several hours before Jacqui would get there since she didn't get away from Victoria's Secret until about nine fifteen or so. The house was already pretty clean, so I didn't have much housework to do. I wanted to reply to Trisha's message so looked at her e-mail again. I really did want to call her but didn't think I should. It seemed like it would be cheating on Jacqui, even if nothing ever came from it. I composed a short message to her, "Hi, thanks for reading our stories. Hope you enjoyed them. They are all pretty true you know, as you kind of saw in the restaurant the other day. Right now Michelle is on a four day trip to Casper, Wy with the boyfriend you met. After she gets home I'll talk to her about calling you." Then I sat at my computer and started to write this story before forgetting too much of what's happened. I knew it would take quite a while to get this written, which it has. Shortly before I thought Jacqui would arrive, I put a couple hamburgers on the grill so they'd be ready when she got there. Right on schedule, she got home at nine thirty. We embraced and kissed before I finished fixing our burgers. Any of you readers thinking of buying a grill in the near future, check out a pellet grill instead of gas. We absolutely love ours! After dinner, Jacqui took her bag into the bedroom and hung some of her clothes in the closet next to mine. I'd also cleaned out a drawer for her to use so she didn't have to live out of her suitcase. We pretty much have the same arrangement at her house. While Jacqui was getting ready for bed, I put on a movie for us to watch in the bedroom, "The Princess Bride". I desperately wanted to make love with her but thought that would be a good movie to spend some quality snuggle time together first. The wait for Jacqui to get ready for bed is always worthwhile, even if not easy. She and Michelle both have excellent taste in night clothes. Of course it helps that Jacqui works for Victoria's Secret and she helps Michelle pick hers out as well. Since they're both the same size, they have been known to trade back and forth a little too. Tonight, Jacqui wore a long, very loose fitting, satin pajama-gown. There was a little strap and button holding it together across her breasts that would definitely have to go later. I hoped the legs were loose fitting enough that it would scoot up enough to give me access to her treasure. I was pretty sure I'd be up to the challenge. When she climbed in bed with me, I turned the movie on. Peter Falk had barely started reading the story to his grandson before Jacqui and I were kissing, not paying the least bit of attention. By the time we actually glanced at the movie, Buttercup had been kidnapped by Vizzini and they were trying to outrun Westley on the ocean. We snuggled together, caressing and reveling in our love for each other while it played. By the time Westley and Vizzini were having their battle of wits with the poison we were kissing again. This time we didn't make it to another scene before we were making love. Her pant leg was definitely loose enough and she didn't have anything on underneath it. By the time we got to that point, I was hard as a rock and Jacqui was wet, letting me slip inside her so comfortably. Every time I made love with Jacqui I marveled at her vagina muscles able to literally pull me inside her. It's a feeling like no other on earth! Michelle is fantastic in bed, but this is something she's never been able to do. I remember the first time making love with Jacqui and experiencing that feeling, something I'll never forget! Besides the sheer eroticism of making love with Jacqui, plus that ability of hers to literally milk my cock, I wasn't able to last long. I came inside her with a violent eruption. I was completely out of my mind for a few minutes and wasn't sure if Jacqui came or not but she seemed more than happily satisfied afterward. As I slid out of her, we kissed and I told Jacqui how much I loved her eliciting a squeeze in her arms. When we glanced at the movie again, Inigo Montoya was in a sword fight with Count Rugen, chanting over and over again, "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father and now I am going to kill you." We watched the rest of the movie embraced in each other's arms. When it was over, we kissed one last time, Jacqui rolled over away from me and I spooned her, one hand over her left breast and the other between her legs. Part 3 I woke up first the next morning as I had to be at work well before Jacqui did. She lay in bed and watched me get ready. I fixed a bowl of vanilla-almond cereal and took her, watching her eat it. She was still in bed when I left for work. I knew she wouldn't be back home till about nine-thirty again, probably every night she was there except Friday. Friday I picked her up and took her square dancing. None of us had been to a dance for several weeks and it was fun to be with our friends again. They still didn't know that Jacqui and I were a couple so she was still dancing with several of the guys. When she started learning to square dance, she was just a 'friend' who tagged along with Michelle and me. Then, it was natural that she would come with either me or Michelle if the other couldn't come. No one suspected that we were sleeping together. At least I didn't think they did. Jacqui always enjoyed flirting a little and it was obvious from all the attention she always received that the guys enjoyed it as well. I hadn't heard anything from Michelle. When Jacqui and I were snuggled in bed, I sometimes thought about Michelle and Shaun, what they were doing together. I hoped they were enjoying each other as much as Jacqui and I. From what Michelle had told me earlier and what she took to wear, I was pretty sure they were having a good time. Plus this was the first time that Michelle would have seen Shaun actually working, other than that one morning in his studio. He was the announcer at the rodeo which entailed a lot of preparation and skill, besides a fantastic, western sounding voice. I knew that voice was part of what had seduced Michelle originally. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02a Saturday, Jacqui called me and asked me to come have lunch with her. It was the first time she'd done that and she sounded a little distressed. When I arrived thirty minutes later, she was waiting on a customer but I could tell that something was definitely wrong. She seemed pale and was shaking, almost like she was near tears. As soon as she saw me, she brightened a little but was still upset about something. She finished with her customer and told Tina, her co-worker that she was going to lunch. When she put her hand in mine to walk with me to the food court, her hand was shaking. I looked at her but she didn't give me any indication what was wrong. We ordered some Chinese food, I don't even remember what, not that it matters. When we carried our food to the table, Jacqui didn't touch it, she was close to tears instead. She told me, "You remember after we spent that first night together, I told you I was hoping to be a manager?" "Yeah, I remember that." "Well, this afternoon I was offered a manager's position." I was confused. She'd been offered the position she was dreaming about but was this distraught over it? I asked her, "Congratulations, that's a good thing, right?" She looked at me with tears starting to fall, "It's in Helena Montana." I looked at her, suddenly realizing the dilemma she was facing and why she was upset. I think my face got a little pale too. I softly asked her, "How far away is that?" She started to openly sob, "Four hundred and fifty miles! I don't know what to do. They want an answer by tomorrow. If I turn it down I don't know if I'll ever get another offer. I don't want to leave you!" I thought quickly about our comfortable life, how much this girl had come to mean to me. I knew deep inside there was no way she could turn it down, it's her dream. We could pretend to keep a relationship, but it's too far. We'd become used to being able to count on each other to be there if either of us needed the other. To be friends and lovers. She was a close friend of my wife for heaven sake! I knew that was all about to change and for Jacqui's sake, I didn't want to stop it. Jacqui wiped some of the tears from her cheek, then from mine as well. I hadn't even realized I was crying along with her. I told her, "Let's talk about it tonight, but you have to take it." She softly said back to me, "I know I do, but I don't want to. I want to stay with you." I tried to comfort her a little, "I'll still be there for you. We'll be able to see each other. It's not so far I can't drive it once in a while." I said this knowing most of it wasn't true. Maybe we'd be able to see each other once in a great while, but not regularly. Then I had another question, "When would it start, how long are they giving you?" "Two months. They want me there in just a little over two months. They said they'd pay my moving expenses and help me sell the house." Two months. Two months until our lives changed forever. It seemed hard to believe that Jacqui had only been in my life about a year. Now I knew I was going to lose her. I kissed her wet cheeks telling her, "It'll be okay, you'll see. Go back to work and don't worry about it this afternoon. We'll talk about it tonight and you can give them an answer tomorrow." We took our full, completely untouched plates of food and dumped them in the waste bin. We walked back down the mall to Victoria's Secret hand in hand. When we got there, I didn't care who might see us. I took Jacqui's face in my hands and kissed her hard on the lips. Then told her I loved her and would see her later tonight. Her tears started again softly and I knew it was going to be a long afternoon for both of us. I drove home, my mind in a turmoil. The day had started out so great waking up next to a naked, very beautiful Jacqui Taylor. Now we were faced with the real possibility that in two months it might not happen again, or at least much more rarely. I also thought about what I'd said to Jacqui a few months ago, that I wanted her to see other guys so she could start a family. She'd resisted, but living that far away it was definitely a real likelihood that she'd find someone to love and marry her. I still kind of hoped so, although the greedy part of me never wanted it to happen. After I got home I moped around the house, waiting for nine thirty to arrive. It's amazing how slow a clock can go when you're watching every revolution. I thought about climbing on a chair and just moving the damn dial up! Not sure that it'd get Jacqui home any sooner though. I tried to work on this story a little but had no idea where it might be going so gave up after about six words. I thought about the message I'd gotten from Trisha asking me to call her. I didn't know if Jacqui leaving in a couple months would prompt me to call someone like her or make me resist it more. I decided to put that out of my mind for a while and see what happens. I definitely knew it was going to make it harder for me to see Michelle and Shaun together if Jacqui wasn't there to soothe my ego. One thing I did know though is that I wouldn't interfere with Michelle's and Shaun's relationship. Michelle trusted me with Jacqui after she left Mike and I owe her the same trust. Doing anything other than continuing to encourage her affair with him would undoubtedly be the surest way to wreck our relationship. And the fact remains that Jacqui doesn't have anything to do with my desire for Michelle to have a lover. Jacqui did get home that night. The first thing she said when she walked through the door was, "I accepted their offer. I called her back right after you left." She seemed to be over the tears for which I was very glad. Not sure I was though. I tried hard not to, I wanted her to know she had my support. "What now then? You said two months but you'll need to find a place to live before then. Do you want me to take some time off and go to Helena with you to look?" "I don't know. I'll find out more Monday. They suggested I switch and take tomorrow off and work Monday so we can work it out with the HR manager." "Okay, anything you want to do tomorrow? "Sleep in, make love. Eat breakfast, then maybe make love some more. Maybe take a drive somewhere where we can make out like we did when we were dating." I really did like her concept of a day of relaxation! "What about right now, are you hungry? I'm famished!" I realized neither of us had eaten lunch and I'd forgotten all about dinner. "So am I! Where do you want to go?" "How about the Black Angus?" I looked at my watch. But we'll have to hurry, I think they close at eleven." It was 9:45 then. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02b We jumped in my car and drove the ten minutes across town. I was right, the sign in their window said they were open till eleven. We still had about an hour. When we went in there were two other couples waiting to be seated so I gave the host our names, Robert and Jacqui and we waited. While we were waiting, I had a thought. I wondered if Trisha was working tonight. I hoped so and presumed she likely was since she had been last Saturday. Apparently they were just cleaning off tables because it was only a few minutes until they called our names. I asked the host if Trisha was working that evening and when he assured me that she was, I asked if it would be possible to be seated in her area. He asked us to wait for a moment while he'd check to see if she was available. He came back shortly with a smile on his face and again asked us to follow him, veering in a different direction from before, showing us to our table and offering us both a menu. A couple minutes later a familiar face appeared at our table, smartly dressed in a knee length black skirt and white satin blouse. "Well hello again," she said, "Nice to see you. Welcome!" "Hi Trisha, this is my friend Jacqui. Jacqui, this is Trisha." Then I explained briefly to Jacqui, "We met Trisha here last week." "Hi Jacqui, you must be the young lady I read so much about in the last few days." Jacqui looked at me kind of quizzically. I explained to her, "After we were here last week and Shaun and Michelle had made, umm, quite an impression on Trisha, I suggested to her she might want to read my stories on Lit." Then I turned back to Trisha, "We're celebrating tonight. Jacqui was promoted to manager of a Victoria's Secret store." I didn't mention that our 'celebration' was tinged with a huge degree of sadness at what that promotion entailed. Trisha gave Jacqui a big smile, her pretty blue eyes beaming, "Well congratulations, I'm glad you decided to come here for your celebration." Then she turned back to her professional self and asked, "What would you like to drink on your celebration night?" I asked for my standby, ice tea and Jacqui asked for strawberry lemonade. Trisha said she'd be right back with our drinks, her long blonde ponytail swaying back and forth as she walked away. After she left, Jacqui asked me what happened last week. I explained about the kiss between Shaun and Michelle that Trisha had watched when she stopped to take our orders. "I'll bet that shocked her a little, didn't it?" "She acted like she really enjoyed it. The rest of the dinner, we kind of flirted back and forth a little. When we left I left a note with my name and lit website so she'd see the stories and understand what was going on." "And obviously she was curious enough to read them from what she said." "Yeah, the morning Michelle left, I had a message from Trisha saying that she'd read them." I knew I was going to be treading on dangerous ground here, but I went on, "She also gave me her phone number to call her sometime." "Oh really! Seems like I remember another girl giving you a phone number at one time. You seem to have a habit of collecting young ladies phone numbers, don't you? Are you going to call her?" "I doubt it, I know my wife would like me to, but I also have another young lady in my life that I'm pretty dedicated to. I think between a wife and a girlfriend, it's about all the female I could possibly handle." "She's very attractive, don't you think?" I definitely did think so. She looks like she's in her late twenties or early thirties, has nice boobs and legs, very pretty face. Funny how I just realized the 'order' in which a guy notices a pretty girl's appearance. "She's okay, but not nearly as attractive as my date tonight!" Trisha interrupted our conversation by bringing our drinks. Jacqui seemed to be handling my revelation pretty nicely. She took a sip of her lemonade and told Trisha it was really good. Then said to her, "I understand you're maybe trying to steal my boyfriend?" Her tone and the twinkle in her eye gave a pretty good indication that she was talking in jest, not with any anger. Trisha smiled right back at her, "I don't know, is he stealable? Looks like a pretty good catch to me. Not sure my boyfriend would want me to steal him though, maybe we could work a trade sometime?" Jacqui looked at me, then at Trisha, "I'd need to at least see a picture of your boyfriend first before agreeing to something like that." Wow, this conversation was getting more and more risqué by the moment! Not what I'd intended at all. I just wanted a nice dinner with Jacqui and hadn't even thought about Trisha until we were here. Where the heck was this going to go? It was more than a little flattering and had my blood surging to have two pretty ladies talk about me like that! She's kidding, right? Trisha came right back, "Nah, I'm just a waitress. Remember that George Strait song, 'I'm married to a waitress and don't even know her name'? I don't want to be just some anonymous waitress." "But Robert does know your name Trisha, and I'm sure he wouldn't have anything against a waitress. I was just a sales clerk and he certainly didn't mind glomming onto me." I had to interject a little, "Uhh, for the record, you were an assistant manager. But no, it wouldn't have mattered." And I gave Jacqui a nice kiss on her cheek. Trisha looked around and apparently thought maybe she better get back to work, "I have a couple more tables finishing up, are you guys ready to order?" Her smiley face gave the impression that she really did want to continue this conversation but after all, she was working now. Jacqui quickly looked at the menu, "I haven't even looked." She scanned down it and asked for the six ounce prime rib. I already knew what I wanted before we got there, "The biggest rib steak you have." She asked Jacqui about the salad and so on, then asked me, "Same as last time?" "Exactly, you remember?" "I do, salad, lots of thousand island, no olives, baked potato butter only." I was more than impressed, "Guess you only get one or two customers a week so you can remember, right?" "Haha! You three were kind of memorable. I'll put in your order." Then she walked away, wiggling her cute bottom just a little extra I thought. I looked at Jacqui who was sitting across from me giggling. She said, "That was fun, wasn't it?" I gritted my teeth a little, "Just where the heck are you going with this?" "Well you brought me here and introduced me to this cute waitress who you obviously have a thing for. I thought we should have a little fun to lighten our evening." "I do NOT have a thing for her!" She looked at me with a smirk on her face, "Maybe you can convince yourself of that, but I saw how you looked at her. You want to get in her pants and I just might make that happen!" My jaw dropped about a mile. She was right, I did. What normal, red-blooded guy wouldn't? I wasn't about to admit it though! And make it happen? Not a chance in hell! But I was going to call her bluff, "I double-dog dare you to!" I told her. She just looked at me with what seemed at the time like an evil grin on her face and didn't say a word. She just winked at me like she was thinking, "OK buster, watch this!" Trisha stopped by a few minutes later to refill our drinks. While she was there, Jacqui took the opportunity to quiz me, "You never did answer Trisha's question sweetie. Do you have anything against waitresses?" I was trying to take a drink and about choked on that question! "Umm no, I love waitresses." Then realized what I'd said, "What I'm trying to say is that there's nothing at all wrong with being a waitress." Trisha said, "I liked your first answer better." Jacqui nodded that she did too. Then Jacqui asked her, "This boyfriend, do you have a picture of him?" I looked at Jacqui. One thing I did NOT want to do is get into some boyfriend-girlfriend swap thing. It was bad enough for me that Jacqui was leaving in a couple months, but I didn't want her having sex with some random guy! Is that weird or what? I wanted my wife to have a lover, but my girlfriend - NO WAY! I don't know if Jacqui saw a look on my face or if she'd only been kidding about the boyfriend in the first place but she told Trisha, "Just kidding, I have all the guy I can handle right now." That was fine, but then she went on, "But my guy, I'm not so sure about him, he's insatiable! Maybe I could use a little help with that." I spit out another drink with that statement! Trisha asked Jacqui, "Is he any good?" Have you ever been in the middle of a conversation like that? If not, I assure it's surreal! Damn good thing our food wasn't there yet or I'd probably have choked to death and been carried out on a stretcher! "Well, you saw his wife kissing, how'd that look?" "That was HOT! If you could get pregnant from a kiss, she'd be pregnant now!" "Well, Robert taught her how to kiss. So that's kind of an indication to answer your question." I refer back to my last statement. It's a damn good thing I wasn't trying to eat! I was shocked that it seemed Jacqui was actually trying to take me up on that dare. Trisha glanced my way and said, "Maybe I'd better go check on your food." Yeah, I thought, maybe she should! Once again when she left Jacqui was across from me giggling. "Well, how am I doing? You want to reconsider that dare? Might even be too late now though." I didn't know how to answer that. I was curious (and kind of hopeful) to see if she'd actually go all the way with it. "Nope, I still don't think you can do it." "Are you sure Michelle would be okay with it? I don't want to do something to upset her." "Michelle wanted me to call Trisha. She was going to talk to you and find out if you'd be okay if I called her. So no, Michelle doesn't have any problem." "Okay, you're on. No backing out now!" I thought that tonight might actually turn out to be a fun night. The kind of night I've never had in my life! Jacqui was surprising me, BIG TIME! I'd never have imagined she'd want to see me with someone else other than Michelle. Trisha brought our food, putting it on our table. I hadn't noticed it before but it seemed like her nipples were showing through her uniform like she was really turned on. I was definitely hoping she was! Jacqui held her tongue, letting Trisha serve us. When all our food was served all Jacqui said was, "Thank you very much Trisha." I couldn't help but wonder what she was up to, what was going through that pretty head? We ate our dinner in relative silence. Both of us were hungry after what had happened at lunchtime. What a difference a few hours can make I thought. At lunch, Jacqui and I were both in tears and here we are at dinnertime and the possibility of embarking on an adventure that neither of us have even contemplated before. Jacqui seemed like a completely different person and her attitude was definitely rubbing off on me. I looked at my watch, ten thirty five. I wondered what Michelle and Shaun were doing at that moment. Were they at a dance somewhere with her in that sexy leather skirt? Or, maybe they were back at their hotel room entwined in each other's arms? My mind was on overdrive thinking of all the different possibilities. Trisha stopped back by our table to make sure our food was good. Jacqui told her it was excellent. When Trisha asked if there was anything else we needed, Jacqui suggested to her, "No, but I was wondering if you might like a little sample kiss from Robert. You know, just to see if you might be interested in something more later?" Jacqui looked over at my bright red face sweetly. Then looked expectantly at Trisha. For once I think Trisha was a little short on words. She stammered a little and finally spoke up, "Well actually I think it'd be fun but I don't know how we'd do that here. I really don't want to get fired." I think that was exactly what Jacqui was hoping she'd say from what came out of her mouth next, "Okay, if not here, how would you like to stop by our place after work? I'm sure Robert could give you a more private sample kiss there." The moment of truth had arrived. I held my breath waiting for Trisha to either decide to go home with us or not. "I think it'd be fun. We close at eleven and then I'd love to." She refilled our drinks and went to the next table as if nothing had happened. Jacqui looked at me with a smirk, "Told you! I think there's a fun night ahead!" I couldn't help but grin at the fate awaiting me! We finished our meal and Trisha brought our check. I handed her my credit card and she took it, bringing the receipt back for me to sign. Our total meal came to a little over forty five dollars so I left a twenty dollar tip and slipped our address in her hand. Trisha gave us a little air kiss and big smile as we left. ooOoo After we got in the car, I sat there a moment just looking at Jacqui and told her, "I never dreamed you'd do something like that!" "Why? I've watched Michelle with a guy and it's hotter than hell! This'll be even better." I was muttering to myself about unpredictable women when she interrupted my reverie with a practical suggestion, "I think maybe you better stop at a pharmacy somewhere if you know what I mean." I did know, I just hadn't ever bought a condom in my life. Never dreamed of having a need for one. I stopped at Walmart, they're open till midnight. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for a forty year old guy to be shopping for condoms at midnight? I'd bought female things for Michelle before and seen them so at least knew where to look. There are six thousand different kinds, shapes, colors, sizes, even flavors! I had no idea what the heck I was buying! I thought about calling Jacqui and asking her to come in and help me. Surely I could do this one little thing by myself though! I picked up a package of ribbed ones, chocolate flavored ones (who can go wrong with chocolate), and for good measure, ultra thin. They were all in super extra large (I wish!). Then I went through the checkout. Of course they didn't have self-service checkouts, it had to be a young woman. I think I'll publish that little expedition as 'my most embarrassing moment'! When I told Jacqui about my fun experience she laughed her head off. The brat! I told her I didn't have any idea how to use the damn things, so she got out one of the packages and read the instructions to me. Sheesh, my head was about to explode! I thought that maybe I'd better practice with one on a banana when we got home. By the time we were home, I was a nervous wreck. I had no idea what we were going to do, so I asked Jacqui what she had planned? "I don't know, I've never done anything like this before. Guess we'll figure it out when she gets here." That was a lot of help! Even Jacqui didn't know what to do. I could see a major bust coming up! I hoped we didn't scare Trisha off forever! Hopefully she'd at least see some humor in the situation. I wondered if she was going to be as nervous as Jacqui and me. Funny how Jacqui's nervousness wasn't showing. Maybe it'd help if I thought about my wife. Probably by then Shaun would have her on her hands and knees or some other position they liked and were madly fucking. I checked out my hands, they were still shaking like a leaf in the wind. Thinking about Michelle didn't help. What if Trisha chickened out and didn't come? What a disappointment that would be. Maybe it would be best. What about her boyfriend? I wondered how big he is, probably at least three hundred pounds. Could he pound me into the ground with one stroke of his mighty fist? Maybe she better not come, my life might depend on it. All this time Jacqui is watching my face going through these emotions and obviously showing every one and starts to laugh at me. Wow, what an ego-booster she is! The doorbell rang. I panicked, wanting to run and hide in my room. I was sure it'd be the four hundred pound boyfriend on the other side of the door. I was expecting a fist to come bursting through our door at any second. My death was imminent! Would Michelle or Jacqui miss me? Other than that, I was perfectly calm. At least I didn't pass out, which seemed like quite an accomplishment. I let Jacqui open the door, maybe she could slow the five hundred pound guy down enough for me to make it through a window. Trisha was at the door. She was still in the same Black Angus uniform, her hair in that pretty pony tail. I wasn't sure which would be worse, Trisha at the door or her six hundred pound boyfriend. Have to admit, I was kind of relieved it was Trisha. I was pretty sure Jacqui could slow her down enough for me to make it out a window. Just as I started to turn and run, Jacqui grabbed my hand and said, "Well, why don't you invite our guest in." I'm not sure which was whiter, the screen I'm typing on or my face. I invited her in. Jacqui suggested that Trisha and I sit on the couch while she finds us all something to drink. We sat down and I got up enough courage to actually speak, "Are you as nervous as I am?" The bravado I felt at the restaurant had long gone away! I couldn't help but think about the sex that took place on this couch last week. "I think so, I've never done anything like this before." "Me either. Are you sure your boyfriend won't mind you coming here tonight?" "No, we're just kind of off and on, not serious. What about your wife?" "She wanted me to call and make a date with you as soon as she saw your message. She'll be thrilled when I tell her." "You guys have a weird relationship, you know that?" "Yeah, I've kinda come to realize that. We both like it though, guess that's what matters." She was actually pretty easy to talk to. Jacqui walked back in the room with three glasses of wine on a little tray. I didn't know Michelle had any wine since we hardly ever drink it. "I see you two are actually talking to each other, that's encouraging." She handed us a glass of wine each and I took a sip. Jacqui sat down in my recliner and briefly watched before she spoke. "I believe a sample kiss was promised. Hon, please don't disappoint our guest." I looked at Jacqui who had a big smile on her face, then at Trisha. Her lips certainly did look inviting, so I scooted over next to her. I kind of tentatively put my hands on her shoulders and leaned in, touching my lips to hers. Mmmm, her lips were soft and nice! She put a hand on my waist and opened her lips slightly, squirming herself a little tighter to me. I opened my lips and felt hers with my tongue enjoying this sensation of kissing a strange girl immensely. My cock definitely started to react! Trisha's hand moved from my waist to around my neck, pulling me in tight to her and her tongue felt the tip of mine. I was becoming lost in a wave of sensations as we kissed, wrapping my arms around her. I felt her breasts against my chest and our kiss deepened, Trisha's tongue exploring my mouth, then mine hers. I have no idea how long we'd been kissing but my earlier fears were long gone in a flood of lust! "That's enough, this is just supposed to be a sample!" We broke apart and looked at Jacqui. Both Trisha and I were catching our breath, disappointed at the interruption. I scowled a bit at Jacqui who was grinning like a Cheshire cat! "I have an idea," Jacqui said. Then she took Trisha's hand and led her into the bedroom. ooOoo Jacqui wanted to tell her part of this story without my input. She was worried about writing it, so I suggested she contact my one of my lady author friends, Anna. Together, they collaborated on Jacqui and Trisha's part of the evening. Jacqui Watching Robert and Trisha kiss, I knew it was what I wanted to see and I knew if I could get them together sparks would fly. Despite the butterflies fluttering away in my stomach, I was feeling incredibly aroused! I remembered back to when Robert and I met, when I modeled clothes for him to buy for Michelle, and an idea started to form in my mind; something I'm sure all three of us would enjoy. Despite the fact that Robert was currently lip tied with Trisha, I doubted that he would actually be brave enough to sleep with her. At least he wouldn't without a little bit of encouragement that is. When their 'sample' kiss had gotten the results I was hoping for, I interrupted then pulled Trisha towards the bedroom. Right before we went out of Robert's sight, I gazed back at him still standing; a look of bewilderment written across his face. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02b "Down to your boxers buster!" I called out to him, giving him a cheeky wink as we giggled and closed the bedroom door behind us. Even if Trisha didn't want to go any further with Robert tonight, I sure did! "Well, how would you rate that then?" I asked Trisha once we were alone in the bedroom "was it okay?" "MMhmmm, maybe even a little better than okay! He's a good kisser isn't he!" she giggled. I was starting to feel like a teenager at a slumber party! I stifled a grin, then focused on our mission with Trisha for this evening. After all, we hadn't invited her home with us for nothing. But first of all I needed to be sure she was okay with the development of recent events before I put my plan in action. "Would you like things to go further tonight?" I asked, biting my lip, "further than kissing, I mean." Trisha looked at me and nodded, giving me a simple, "Yes." I breathed a sigh of relief that we were on the same wave length. "Good, because once we start, I don't think we'll want to stop." I walked over to my designated drawer in Robert's bedroom and pulled out two nighties. "How would you like to have a little fun, maybe a little modeling for my guy?" I asked, holding up one of the nighties in front of her. "I know you're a little taller than me, but with your height and larger assets filling it out, this will look stunning on you." Trisha took the nightie from me and held it out, hovering it over her body. "I love it!" she beamed, "Let's do this!" Standing in Robert and Michelle's bedroom, curiosity got the better of me. I had a peek in Michelle's drawers to see what she didn't take with her on her trip. I was surprised that the few of her nighties that I knew about were still there, including the little silk one I knew Robert loved so much. I'm sure Michelle wouldn't mind if I made definite plans for that one! I picked out three of Michelle's nighties, leaving the little silk one in the drawer to surprise Trisha with later. In total, I had picked out three nighties for each of us, including the silk one I planned to surprise Trisha with. I thought that would probably be enough to sufficiently get Robert's libido into high gear, not to mention ours! I held out the additional nighties to show Trisha. "These are Michelle's, but we're really good friends so I'm sure she'll be fine with us borrowing them and I know she'll love what we're doing." As we started to change into our new attire, I couldn't help but glimpse at Trisha. She was a very attractive woman, and I'd always considered myself to be straight, but I really couldn't help but wonder what she looked like under that Black Angus uniform. Trisha unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off of her shoulders revealing a very sexy black lacey plunge bra with voluptuous cleavage. She had to be at least a DD cup - a good couple of sizes bigger than me. Robert is really going to enjoy this, the girl is gorgeous! Her flat stomach was enough to make any woman jealous, she clearly worked out, obvious by her toned abs. As she unclasped her bra, I couldn't help but peek as her 'girls' fell to freedom, her erect pink nipples pointing north. She continued to undress, sliding her skirt down off her hips, standing in nothing but a lacey black thong which matched her bra. Curiosity was starting to get the better of me as I began to wonder if Trisha knew that Robert would be in the Black Angus that night as I thought back to a theory that was often circling round my workplace - and social media for that matter - a theory that in most cases was accurate. They say if a woman is wearing matching lingerie she is secretly planning a sexual liaison. From what I've seen working in a world famous lingerie store, and something I myself do for that matter, most women tend to wear mismatched underwear - unless they're dressing to impress of course. Could it be that Trisha was planning on seducing someone that night? Or maybe she just liked to coordinate. Okay Jacqui for God's sake does it really matter why she's wearing matching lingerie!? The point is she looks hot! I looked down at my own mismatched teal satin balcony bra and fuchsia lacey Brazilian panties. Despite the fact that I'd planned to spend a few days with Robert while Michelle was away, and I planned to spend each day seducing him with some new outfits I'd purchased from work, I'd overslept that morning, therefore ended up picking out the first set of underwear from my drawer that I could get my hands on. I'd planned to change after work, but since I'd been given the promotion opportunity and there was a large chance I'd be moving, I was so desperate to speak to Robert once my shift was over, that all lingerie priorities went out of the window. The move. With all this excitement I'd forgotten about the move! Tears stung my eyes as I began to think that in just two months time I would be leaving the area. And Robert. NO! I will not think about the move! I had to snap myself back into reality and concentrate on this stunning beauty stretching in front of me. God she looked so fit! I was getting so turned on, I wanted to touch her. It dawned on me I'd been that busy letting my mind wander with pointless crap, I was still in my underwear. "So..." I started to say while removing my bra, "Have you er.. ever.. You know, been with another girl?" She looked at me and shook her head. "No I haven't, have you?" "Well, I've done a few things, kissed, that kind of thing when I was in college, but definitely nothing more than that." Screw it! I couldn't control myself any longer! I put a hand around her waist and gave her a light kiss on the lips, "But it's certainly something I'd like to change!" Her lips were so soft. I could cut the sexual tension with a knife! Our lips pressed harder together and I brought my hand up stroking it through her hair. We released each other and smiled. She looked about as breathless as I felt, "Yeah, definitely!" I could tell this was certainly going to be a fun night! I walked over to the other side of the room to my overnight bag and pulled out my pink vanity case. "First, I think we should fix ourselves up a little to look more presentable, don't you?" I winked. Trisha looked through my make up case at all the lavish brands. I don't have cheap taste when it comes to my makeup - in a profession like mine, my appearance is important and I need to constantly look my best. Her smile grew wider as she spotted some MAC foundation and Urban Decay eye shadows. "Yeah, I like that! Wow, where to begin!" "How about we each do each other's makeup and have our backs to the mirror till we're both finished. Then we can surprise ourselves with the end result." Trisha and I were like a couple of teenage girls with each other. We were both grinning and giggling about everything. I covered the large mirror and hid my little compact mirror in my make up case. Before we went any further, I slipped into Michelle's long silk robe and handed Trisha my short satin kimono. "I know this is a unique situation but it doesn't hurt to retain a little modesty!" I winked and giggled. "Besides, I would hate to have black liquid eyeliner spilled on our naked flesh and mess up the nighties or something!" I let Trisha do my makeup first. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, as she dabbed a sponge on my face, blending in some foundation and rubbed it into my hair and jaw lines. She paused for a while as she searched through my vanity case, then swept an applicator across my eyelids as she applied some eyeshadow, before lining them with some eyeliner and applying mascara. To complete the look, she applied blusher to my cheeks, and plumped out my lips with some lipgloss. "Done!" She smiled, then asked, "What about Robert, do you think he'll be getting a little impatient?" I couldn't help but grin at that, "Oh definitely, but that's part of the fun!" Almost on cue, a voice came from the living area, "You girls are certainly taking your time in there?" "Not to worry sweetheart!" I shouted back, "I've just got a little preoccupied eating out Trisha's pussy! Don't worry though I'll try not to take too much longer!" I looked at Trisha and we both burst out laughing! When we'd regained our composure a little, I whispered, "I would love to see his face right now, trying to work out if I'm being serious or not! At least it should certainly mean he's 'ready' for us when we go out there! But in all seriousness though about what you just said, he's used to being kept waiting. He's sitting out there with absolutely no idea what's coming. He's out there getting more and more nervous... And probably now imagining me going down on you! But you should've seen him before you got here, he was so funny, I thought he was going to run away!" "I was too. I haven't ever done anything like this before you know." "You okay now?" "Oh yeah, having too much fun to be nervous. Well, maybe a little." "Me too, not really knowing what's going to happen tonight. Robert said you read the stories, did you read the one about how he and I met?" "Mmhmm, was that real? It sounded almost too good to be true." "Oh it most definitely was. He was so cute! He was scared to death when he came in the store, kind of like tonight. Then when he left later that night, I felt like a cat in heat or something! I don't think I'd ever been so horny in my life. I was single at the time, thank God I had my rabbit when I got home!" I was dying to look at myself in the mirror, but fair was fair. No peeking till we were both finished. Trisha doing my makeup was so erotic! It was rare that someone would do my makeup for me, and was usually when I was younger for school dances or when I was a bridesmaid or something. Nothing compared to this! Watching Trisha's face while she was concentrating and glancing down to her bare breasts made me want to touch her so bad! It was a feeling I'd never had before about a woman and never even dreamed I would have. I could feel that I was becoming more and more wet by the second! "Now, girl it's your turn. You're already naturally beautiful but I'm going to enhance that beauty to such an extent, my Robert won't be able to keep his hands off you!" I set to work on her makeup. That's something else I've rarely had the chance to do, put makeup on someone else. I'd managed to master it on myself but applying it to someone else can be so much harder. I really hoped I could give her look justice. Something about this situation was so fun and erotic! Her gorgeous olive skin was so soft and flawless. She didn't need a full coverage, so I decided to apply a little BB cream, applying in circular motions to even out her skin tone. I decided to bring out her beautiful eyes by giving her a smoky eye look, so told her to close her eyes while I picked out my 'Urban Decay Naked Smokey' eyeshadow palette, then gently blended in the monochrome colors on her eyelids. To make the look more dramatic, I used more items from my Urban Decay collection, applying her extra black Perversion eyeliner and extra volume mascara. When she opened her eyes, they 'popped' instantly. I brushed a little Benefit 'Coralista' blush to her cheeks and finally opted for a deep red Maybelline lip gloss. The overall look was stunning, she looked like a foxy vixen, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on her! I felt sorry for poor Robert who was still out there, knowing he's undoubtedly having panic attacks. I had no idea how long we'd been and wasn't concerned with it, except thinking how much fun it was to make him wait and not know anything. It was going to be more than worth his wait though! Next up, I had to do something with her hair. It was still styled in the mid-high ponytail she'd arrived in. I took out the tie to see what I was playing with. She had beautiful hair, which flowed to her shoulders. It was sleek, straight and silky and was a beautiful blonde in color. I had no idea how she liked it when she went out, but I had definite ideas of what I wanted. I brushed and got out my curler, giving her deep waves. I then took a quarter of hair from the top of her head and pulled it to the back, so it was part up, part down, then clipped it in the center with a clip which had a large black flower decoration. I then sprayed it with some hairspray to help cement the do. "Finished" I whispered in her ear. I asked her if she was ready for the big reveal. She said not quite yet, she wasn't finished with one detail. Trisha asked me to sit down and she went to work on my hair as I had with hers. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her brush and fingers through my hair. She then took a tie and pulled it into a very high and tight ponytail, and took a donut ring from my vanity case, twisting my hair into position for a high bun. I could feel her securing the do with bobby pins and sprayed my head with some hairspray to give it that extra firm hold. As she added the finishing touches, I told her, "Perfume, we need perfume." Michelle had several in her vanity drawer. When Trisha was definitely finished with my hair, I opened the drawer showing them to her. "You pick out one for me and I will for you" and then instructed her to choose first. I heard her rummaging around through them, imagining her sniffing each and looking forward to my turn. She finally told me, "Okay, I've got one." She then moved to the side and closed her eyes while I went through the same process. I wanted the sexiest, most man-crazy that Michelle had. Hopefully Trisha hadn't already chosen it. Actually what I wanted was the one I'd sold Robert that first time he came in the store. I looked and there it was! I had no idea what Trisha had picked. I hid my treasure in my hand and told Trisha to close her eyes . When her eyes were closed, I took her hand and sprayed a little perfume on her wrist, telling her to rub it with her other. Just holding her hand like that sent little shockwaves through me. God, I wanted this lady! I squirted it between those gorgeous breasts and on her neck. I started to think of Robert kissing her down her neck and working his way down her sexy body. The whole thought turned me on so much, something that actually surprised me. I then closed my eyes and held out my wrist for Trisha, but she actually took me by surprise and kissed me on the lips oh so softly, then pulled away. I thought I was going to die when she did that! She then went through the same process dabbing her perfume on me. The smell of jasmine, coconut and magnolia filled my nostrils. I didn't recognize it, but it was gorgeous, maybe it was a new one Michelle had bought. Finally, we were almost ready, "Go ahead, your choice, pick an outfit." She picked my satin long legged teddy that I'd worn last Wednesday. It had a very plunging neckline with lace just enough to cover the nipple area. She pulled off my satin kimono, once again revealing to me her amazing body and began to dress. Since it wasn't intended to be worn with any panties, she slipped hers off. I was completely overwhelmed with lust. It was hard not to notice her naked flesh with perfectly groomed landing strip. The teddy was opaque, but soft and thin enough that those luscious nipples were clearly showing through. I picked out one of Michelle's nighties, another long one that I remembered she'd bought not long ago saying she was getting it for Shaun. I wondered if Robert had seen her in it? Well, he'd see me in it anyway! I decided it would look better without panties, so after I'd slipped out of Michelle's robe and pulled on the nightie, I took mine off. It was time for the big reveal. Trisha and I stepped over to the wall mirror, an arm around each other's waists, looked at each other, started giggling all over again and gasped as we saw our reflections. Oh Em Gee! I looked different! I had to admit, very sexy. My eyes were natural looking with a little more eyeliner than I usually wear. My hair was in a high bun, ballerina style. I'm not a vain person in the slightest but even I have to admit I looked quite attractive right now. I looked at Trisha and she was also staring at herself with a huge beam on her face. It was hard to believe that we'd just met that night. We'd become close friends in just a few hours, almost like we'd known each other forever. We were going to knock Robert's socks off! "Are you ready for the other room?" I asked her. She giggled, "I can't wait!" We slipped back in to Michelle's silk robe and my satin kimono from before for cover-ups, and arm in arm, we stepped out into the living room. ooOoo Robert I couldn't believe how long this was taking! What the heck were those two women doing I wondered, taking a nap? Apparently they'd decided to leave me in the living room alone for the night and do their own thing, whatever that might be. My cock was hard as a rock! I got up to wander around, getting another glass of wine. Ugh, I didn't like it, but thought it might calm my nerves a little more than ice tea would. I sat back down on the couch, looking at a photography magazine. I didn't have any idea what it said or what the pictures were of, my hands were still shaking. That little kiss from Trisha had left me frazzled. I'd thought it would really go somewhere when Jacqui interrupted. For once, I'd wished she'd keep her mouth shut! Now, I have no idea what the heck is going on. I quit watching the clock after an hour. Yeah, right, as if I could quit watching it! I couldn't even hear anything, not a sound. No hint saying, "Robert, just a little longer." Seems like she could at least do that. Jacqui has always had this penchant for making me wait when she comes to bed, but this was getting ridiculous. I couldn't take it any longer. "You girls are certainly taking your time in there?" I yelled in at Jacqui. "Not to worry sweetheart, I've just got a little preoccupied eating out Trisha's pussy! Don't worry though I'll try not to take too much longer," Jacqui shouted back. What the heck is going on in there? I wished I could replay that to see if I'd actually heard what I thought I heard. Was she serious? I felt my mouth drop open and my mind wandered, trying to picture my girlfriend's tongue in Trisha's intimate area. My cock was so damn hard and that picture in my brain nearly caused me to have an accident. Aargh, this was torture! I paced, sat down and opened my magazine, wishing I had a Playboy instead. Yeah, that was just what I needed in my condition! I sat back in my recliner and closed my eyes thinking of Michelle and Shaun and groaned. By now they were fucking for certain. I could see Michelle on her hands and knees, Shaun driving in and out of her. I hoped she'd still want me when she got home. I hoped she'd fall even more madly in love with Shaun. I almost wanted her to move in with him part time. No, I really didn't want that, yes I did. Maybe just to spend a night or two a week with him and more trips like this one. What the heck were Jacqui and Trisha doing in there? I wandered around the house a bit, MY bedroom was off limits! Does that seem fair? I mixed up some sourdough for breakfast, no idea if I'd actually survive that long. Yeah, I know, weird thing to do at a time like this, but it was something to do, to occupy my mind for at least a couple minutes. I got another glass of wine to drink, still hate it. The last one didn't do much for my nerves, maybe one more would help. Why the heck didn't I have a subscription to Playboy? Why weren't Jacqui or Michelle a centerfold in Playboy? I sat back on the couch, closed my eyes and re-lived that short kiss with Trisha. THAT got my blood boiling again! I was about to give up and go to bed in the spare bedroom when I heard the door open. My eyes popped open and fixed on the hall. I saw two women scrunched together walking into the living room. Two very gorgeous women! Jacqui looked so different and Trisha looked glamorous, much different than earlier tonight. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02b "We're giving you your very own private show," Jacqui told me, giving me a little wink, "You can watch and then we each get a minute together to do with each other whatever we please. Then when we're all done, you have to pick a winner." Then Jacqui and Trisha looked at each other and dropped their robes. My eyes about flew out of their sockets. I stood there slack jawed. They were both absolutely beautiful - and sexy! Jacqui stepped away from Trisha and said, "Now, you and Trisha have a minute to get to know each other a little better." I couldn't move. I was in awe, my mind a puddle of wet noodles, not understanding what was about to happen. Trisha slinked over to where I'd stood up, put her arms on my shoulders, her lips against mine and pulled me to her, her tongue slipping between my lips. This was entirely different than that 'sample' kiss. Trisha was literally consuming my soul. My arms had gone around her, pulling her tight and feeling her body through those pajamas. Feeling her against me in that gown Jacqui had worn with me only a few days before raised my libido level to new heights! I felt her breasts against my chest and couldn't help taking a hand and encircling one, pinching her nipple and feeling her butt cheeks with the other. Trisha's arms were around my neck pulling me close. She was soft and feminine, leaving me totally breathless as we kissed Trisha groaned and kissed me harder. "Time's up." Jacqui chimed in. I groaned and we pulled apart, that couldn't have been more than fifteen seconds! My cock had grown even harder and was sticking out through the hole in my boxers. She was only the third girl I've kissed like that in my entire life. I can't even to describe the sensations I was feeling! I thought that if absolutely nothing else happens tonight, that short little minute made everything else worthwhile. I was in a daze of lust. My heart was pounding and I looked at Trisha. Her eyes were closed and her face showed her anguish at being pulled away. This was so hot! Trisha stepped away from me and Jacqui took her place. She felt familiar and smelled so wonderful. Trisha had felt wonderful too and there was that newness with her that was electrifying! Jacqui was wearing that new nightgown Michelle had only modeled for me that one night after she'd bought it to wear with Shaun. She kissed me and wasn't in the least tentative. I reached a hand under her nightgown, cupping her breast. I moaned into Jacqui's lips and she moaned back, both of us engrossed with each other, Jacqui's hand enveloping my cock in its warmth. It seemed like we'd only begun to kiss when I heard Trisha announce that the minute was up. Oh God, I didn't know if I was going to be able to do this but I stepped away from my love. Then Jacqui stepped over to Trisha and softly said, "I've been waiting for this all night!" I was in total disbelief when Jacqui and Trisha kissed! I'd never seem two women kiss before in real life and had never seen anything so erotic! Their hands were all over each other and their mouths open and pressing against each other. Their breasts were crushed into each other against the soft fabric of their nightgowns. I'd totally forgotten to look at my watch so when it seemed like it might have been a minute and I was pretty sure it'd be torture for these two beauties to stop I announced that time was up. Both Jacqui's and Trisha's faces were flushed when they pulled apart, breathing deep and hard. They looked into each other's eyes as if they were mesmerized and silently walked hand in hand back into the bedroom. I stood there simply stunned. And so damned horny! Jacqui I couldn't believe that kiss! I'd thought it was so hot watching Trisha and Robert, but then when I kissed her it was like being on another planet with no gravity! I could hardly walk when we went back to the bedroom. My knees were shaking and weak and my whole body felt like it might collapse! All either of could say when we were in the bedroom, was, "Wow!" Our lipstick was a little messed up, but that seemed like a pretty small price to pay for what had just happened. We looked in the mirror and touched it up before I told Trisha to pick another nightie. The three that were left were all shorter and much more transparent. She picked up a little purple baby doll and I picked the blue satin. I found the panties for each and we donned them. I wasn't quite ready for pantiless yet. Before we went back in with Robert, I told Trisha that we needed to do something with her lipstick. I washed it off and found Michelle's purple, gently applying it to her lips. I wanted to be applying my own lips to hers instead. Robert Holy crap that was intense! I waited, this time only a few minutes before Jacqui and Trisha were standing in front of me again. I took in the sight of Trisha in that almost totally transparent little gown, transfixed on those breasts. Hers were a lot bigger than either Michelle or Jacqui and I thought absolutely beautiful! Jacqui announced that the rules were the same except this time we each had two minutes. Trisha and I stepped together and I didn't delay in kissing her again. My hands roamed across her back, down her waist to her butt and up under the thin fabric. We writhed against each other and I kissed down her neck pushing a strap off her shoulder and drawing her nipple into my mouth. Oh God, the feel of this woman writhing against my mouth was nearly more than I could take. I had to back off a little or I'd have orgasmed right there. I went back to her lips and slid one hand around her butt to her pussy, rubbing against her over the fabric and then under the edge of it into her. Trisha was grinding herself against my fingers when Jacqui said the two minutes were up. We both groaned and pulled ourselves apart. I guessed I'd kind of gotten over my nervousness. Jacqui and I stepped together. Jacqui's smile was about a mile wide when she told me, "I'm so damn wet! I want you so bad!" But that wasn't part of the rules. We only had two minutes together. I told her, "I love you!" and we kissed, like two lovers hot in the middle of passion. It was different than it'd been with Trisha. This kiss was full of love, not just lust. We spent our two minutes simply letting each other know and feel how much in love we were. When Trisha announced that our time was up, we stepped apart and gazed into each other eyes, mouthing to each other, "I love you." I had an idea what to expect now so wasn't quite so shocked when Trisha and Jacqui embraced one more time. Their kisses were almost frantic, Jacqui slid down and took one of Trisha's nipples in her mouth and groaned as she sucked. Trisha's head was thrown back, eyes closed, softly moaning while her hands roamed all over Jacqui, encompassing a breast, pinching a nipple, down her back to her butt and up again. It was like they wanted to touch every part of each other and only had two minutes to do it. I was pretty sure I'd allowed the time to go over, but I didn't have any desire to stop them. I watched as they switched places and Trisha sucked one of Jacqui's nipples into her mouth. I was watching Jacqui's face and when her mouth was open, her face in a grimace and I thought she was probably at the very edge of a huge orgasm, I called time. Both were groaning big time as they abided by the rules and stepped apart. "Damn you!" I heard Jacqui say to herself as they were walking back to the bedroom. Jacqui I couldn't believe he'd do that to us! Just another few seconds was all I wanted! Trisha noticed there was only nightgown left on the bed. I put it on, another little baby doll, kind of similar to the last one but a pretty light purple. I asked Trisha one more time, "You're sure? You want to go all the way?" "You must be kidding, right? As if I'd want to stop now?" "I just wanted to know for sure before the next step." Trisha looked a little perplexed as I went to the drawer and pulled out Robert and Michelle's special silk gown. This is the one Michelle had worn on their wedding night. I'd worn it once for him and knew how special it was to him. Trisha's eyes got huge as I handed it to her. "It's beautiful, and so soft," as she took it in her hands feeling the soft fabric. It was a pale pink, maybe just a little faded but every bit as beautiful as it was when Michelle had worn it that first time. Trisha looked at me and asked, "Are you sure it's okay?" I nodded yes and told her that this one would do things to Robert that she hadn't even imagined yet. She stood looking at it for a moment before finally deciding to slip it over her head and down her body. I watched as it slither into place on her beautiful body, the hemline coming just barely below her panties and I told her, "No panties with this one." She slid them down her long, sexy legs. My mouth and my pussy were drooling as I watched her. I asked Trisha to put one of the dressing gowns back on while I called Robert in. I opened the door and called out, "Robert, rules changed a little. This time you need to come in here." I was once again a little nervous and anticipating what was ahead as he walked down the hall and into the door. Robert I walked into the bedroom, not knowing what to expect. I was so aroused that I didn't think I could get through another session like we'd just had. Jacqui was standing on one side in another of Michelle's very sexy nighties and Trisha had on one of her robes. I was a little confused when Jacqui looked over at Trisha and nodded slightly. When she opened the gown and let it fall to the floor, standing in Michelle's silk I was in disbelief. She was so beautiful standing there and I knew how that silk felt on a woman. Jacqui finally spoke, "This time the rules are changing a little." She paused a moment before going on, "There are no rules." I stepped over to Trisha, taking her in my arms and pulling her to me. I could tell from her reaction that her lust was matching my own. We kissed, my hands wandered down to her butt discovering she was naked underneath. I gently backed her up against the bed and we went down on it, me on top of her. I started to fumble with my boxers when I felt another pair of sexy hands pulling them down off of me. I took one of Trisha's nipples in my mouth. Her breast was much larger than I was used to so I couldn't get it into my mouth, but I tried. Oh, that soft skin on my lips and her hard nipple against my tongue felt so erotic as I sucked. Trisha was writhing and crying out under me when I couldn't stand a moment longer. I pushed the gown up slightly and started to enter her. Jacqui briefly interrupted me and handed me one of the condoms, I have no idea which one. All I knew was that I wanted to make love with this girl! Jacqui had already torn it open and helped me roll it onto my cock like she'd actually done it before. As soon as it was in place, I slipped inside Trisha. Oh God she felt good! I briefly broke away from kissing her and looked down into her face. She looked like the picture perfection of ecstasy! I started to plunge in and out of Trisha, each time eliciting a wail of pleasure from her. Her body stiffened and I could tell she was orgasming as I plunged in and out. I did my best to contain myself but her shaking and her hands scratching my butt trying to pull me in tighter did me in. I erupted inside her as violently as she had. It went on and on, one of the longest and most intense orgasms I remembered for a long time. When I softened a little and started to pull out of her, I noticed Jacqui lying on the bed next to us. She pulled Trisha's lips to hers and they kissed with me still slightly inside. Seeing that made me start to swell again almost instantly. I continued to pull out though and pulled the condom off. As I watched, Jacqui and Trisha were engaging in more than a little kissing. They were rubbing each other's breasts and then down to their pussies. I watched in fascination as Trisha pulled away from Jacqui, turned around and crawled over her, lowering her pussy down to Jacqui's mouth and her own mouth down to Jacqui's pussy. I quickly grabbed a pillow and scooted it under Jacqui's hips to raise her up, giving Trisha better access. Both women were frantically grinding their pelvises into a mouth and groping each other with their hands. This was so alien to me but so DAMN erotic! My cock was hard as a rock again in a matter of seconds. I finally came to a point that I couldn't take a second more. Trisha's face was buried in Jacqui's pussy and I pulled her up and away, kissing her as she was grinding herself into Jacqui's face. The familiar taste of Jacqui on Trisha's lips was so sensual. While we were kissing, I buried myself deep into Jacqui, getting a huge jerk of reaction from her. I pumped in and out of Jacqui while frantically kissing Trisha, my hands around her face holding her tight to me. I felt Jacqui's orgasm as her pussy gripped my cock and started pulling on it. I think she pulled away from Trisha because Trisha groaned into my mouth and plunged herself down harder on Jacqui's mouth. Both women were shaking. Trisha's mouth and body stiffened and I couldn't hold a second longer. I plunged as deep inside Jacqui as I could, spasming over and over again. I'd had some wonderful 'fuck' sessions with Michelle and Jacqui, but nothing ever like this! This was an experience I never even dreamed could possibly exist. The three of us pulled ourselves apart and lay on the bed. Me on one side, Trisha in the middle and Jacqui on the other. Trisha was still wearing Michelle's gown, bunched up around her head and Jacqui and I were naked. I'd never before even thought about what a threesome with two women might be like. It was simply so far off the chart of possibility that it didn't even enter into my imagination. When Jacqui and I went to the Black Angus, all I was expecting was a nice dinner, coming home with Jacqui and consummating our love once again. This little experience had proven to be a bit more than that. The understatement of an eternity!! Part 6 When I woke up the next morning, it was to witness Jacqui and Trisha kissing once again. I wasn't sure that I could survive another session like the night before so soon. I definitely was hoping for a repeat sometime though! The odor of perfume and sex was strong. I loved it! I rolled out of bed, picked up my boxers from the night before and quietly snuck into my little office for my camera. I certainly had no ulterior motive except that I wanted more than a little memory of this night. I slipped back in the bedroom and snapped a picture of Jacqui and Trisha in an embrace of a kiss. They never even noticed. I looked at it on the little camera monitor and was very pleased. There was just enough light coming in through the bedroom window to throw a soft light on my subjects. Their breasts were bare and it was obvious they were very passionate. I put the camera down, sat and watched. Hands and mouths roamed across each other and nipples were suckled. I snapped an occasional picture, never being noticed. This must have gone on for ten or fifteen minutes and I had no idea how long it had before I woke up. Unfortunately, I was only semi-hard, having had two of the most mind-blowing orgasms ever only a few hours ago. I watched as both girl's bodies stiffened and shook, one after the other. I took some very nice facial close-ups during that critical time. The women finally came around to reality with no idea they'd been watched or photographed. Trisha resumed a bit of her modesty, pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts. Jacqui didn't worry about it. I told them I'd step out while they got dressed. I realized I was still just in my boxers and didn't want to barge in again to get dressed. Trisha would have to deal with my semi-nakedness for a little bit. It's not like she didn't see more than that last night. I was still in shock a little bit about what had happened. Jacqui and I go to a nice dinner and end up in the hottest threesome ever! When Jacqui and Trisha joined me after getting dressed, Trisha came over to me sitting on the couch, looked me up and down and said, "Nice." Talk about feeling on display! "I think I'll go get some clothes on." After I dressed, Trisha said she had to run home as she had to get cleaned up and to work in a couple hours. When she left, she kissed both me and Jacqui and asked when she might see us again? I thanked her for an awesome night and told her I didn't know when we would. But I was kind of thinking about Michelle's promise about that sexy outfit she'd worn to bed with me before she left, telling me she'd wear it out with me wherever I wanted. Maybe the Black Angus would be a really good starting point for a fun evening. After she left, Jacqui and I sat down on the couch, her head leaning against my shoulder. "Well, that was an interesting, fun evening, wouldn't you say?" I asked her. She looked up at me, "I like her. You choose your waitresses well!" "I don't know that I 'chose' her. It happened entirely by accident. If she hadn't happened to stop by our table when Michelle and Shaun were kissing that night, none of last night would have happened." "Well then I guess your wife picks the timing of her kisses pretty well." We both laughed, thinking how much pure chance plays in our lives. If Jacqui hadn't happened to be working the day I went to her store clothes shopping, we wouldn't even know each other. I could go back and count probably a thousand little inconspicuous happenings that led us to where we are. "By the way, how did you decide so suddenly to take the job in Helena?" "I don't know. I guess I knew I'd eventually accept it and didn't see any point in drawing out the agony." "You know that I'll go see you every chance I get, don't you?" "Sweetheart, I know. But it's going to be so hard not having you there to call and come by when I'm lonely. Knowing you're not there for me is going to make me lonelier than ever." "You make friends so fast and easy though. It won't be any time till you have lots of people to call. Probably even boyfriends lined up at your doorstep." "Speaking of boyfriends, can you think of anyone who might be willing to come back to bed and snuggle me?" "I don't know, do you have a little black book full of names we could call?" She laughed and got up, pulling me with her, "Come on, I want to snuggle." We did. We didn't make love, only kissed and held each other. We told each other again how much we were in love. I remembered the pictures. "Wait, I have something you need to see." I jumped up and retrieved my camera, scrolled back through the pictures to the first one with Jacqui and Trisha kissing. I handed the camera to her and showed her how to go from one picture to another. I watched her face as she scrolled through one picture after another of her and Trisha making love. Her smile widened with every picture. "I love it! Can I have a copy of those?" "Certainly you can. We can make a CD for Trisha too." She looked up at me rather seriously, "You won't put these on the internet will you?" I laughed at that idea, "Why do you think I took them? There are at least two sites I'm going to post them, maybe even on facebook." She punched me on the arm, "Remember Lorena Bobbitt, buster? She's got nothing on me when it comes to vengeance!" "You enjoyed it with her, didn't you?" "Mmhmm, I did. I hadn't ever experienced anything like her before." "Hope that doesn't mean you're going to want to give up guys?" "Not a chance! But I'm definitely going to want to experiment with what I discovered though. What about you, you liked her pretty well too, didn't you?" Liked her is probably a fairly modest understatement. "I would be lying through my teeth to say I didn't!" Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 02b Then Jacqui got a little more serious, "Do you think she'll replace me after I leave?" I looked straight into her eyes, "Jacqui, nobody will ever replace you, no matter what. I love you!" "You'll want to make love with her again though, won't you?" "I'm still not going to lie. Yes, if she will." "I liked watching you and her together you know, it was hot! I'm glad we did that." "So am I and for the record, it was hot watching you with her too." Jacqui surprised me with her next question, "What about Michelle? Do you think she'd ever make love with a woman?" I thought about my answer a little bit, "She's surprised me so much in the last year, I'm certainly not going to say no!" "I think she'd like it if she did it once. Maybe sometime you need to encourage Trisha to seduce her." "What about you, why don't you seduce her before you leave?" She looked at me like I was a crazy person. "We've become such good friends, we're more like sisters I think. It'd be too awkward." "I'd like to see it sometime though," I told her. We snuggled back together on the bed, spooning with my hand happily wrapped around Jacqui's breast and dozed off. We were still asleep in each other's arms when Michelle arrived home a couple hours later. She walked in the bedroom exclaiming, "Aha! I caught you! Throw the wench out!" Then she started laughing and came to sit on the bed with us. She looked so nice in her tight blue jeans and a new denim blouse with frills hanging from the front of it, kind of like Dale Evans in the old Roy Rogers movies. She asked us, "Did you guys do anything interesting?" She looked over at Jacqui, "Or spend the whole weekend seducing my husband?" Jacqui and I both grinned a little at our secret. I'd tell Michelle about Trisha later. Jacqui answered her, "No, nothing much, spent most of the four days in bed with him whenever I wasn't working." I realized something, this was actually the first time Michelle had seen Jacqui and I in bed together, even though we weren't doing anything except snuggling. Jacqui sat up and announced that she'd better go home and leave Michelle and me to our reunion. She rolled her naked body out of my bed and slowly pulled on her clothes. The way she was sexily getting dressed in front of me and Michelle, I was wondering if she was thinking about what we'd talked about a little while ago. As Jacqui walked out our bedroom door, she turned and said she'd call tomorrow when she found out anything more. After Jacqui left, Michelle climbed in the warm bed where Jacqui had just left and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her to me. She smelled so nice, different than anything I remembered. She felt good in my arms too. As she snuggled up to me, running her hand up and down my chest, she asked, "What was that about? What's she going to find out about tomorrow?" "Jacqui got the promotion she's been wanting. She's going to be a store manager." Michelle perked up, "That's wonderful! I didn't get to tell her congratulations." "It's in Helena Montana, over four hundred and fifty miles away." Her mouth started to open and close in a bit of disbelief, "She's moving away?" "Yep, in about two months. She'll find out all the details tomorrow." "That's horrible! What are you going to do without her here?" "Get by I guess. I did before we met and I will again. I'll go see her whenever I can, but it won't be often. Maybe sometimes it might even make a fun trip for three of us." Mentioning 'three' of us made me think of Shaun and Michelle's trip with him, so I asked her, "What about your weekend, enjoy it?" Michelle is nothing if not honest, "Is there a word beyond fantastic? I love that man more than I can hardly imagine!" "So it sounds like you enjoyed your weekend." I couldn't help but ask the next question, whispering in her ear, "How was the sex with him?" She didn't mince her feelings even a little, "Mmmmm! Every time he makes love to me I feel crazed, it seems better than the last time. Not just the sex, but his kisses, his caresses, everything! We made love so many times I don't know if I'll be able to again for a week. Wherever we are, it seems like the only thing I can think about is having him inside me!" I groaned, both in pleasure and jealousy. How does hearing a statement like that from your wife bring a guy so much pleasure? I have no idea, but it does. My cock was getting hard thinking about my beautiful wife and Shaun together. "What now, do you have anything planned with him?" "No, but I know I want to be with him again." I'd thought about what I was going to say next and hoped it'd come out the way I meant it, "I want you to too." I paused a little more trying to think of the right words, my cock getting harder and harder at what I was going to say to her. "I think you should take some of your clothes and other things to his house, leave them there and plan to stay with him two or three nights a week." I added, "If he wants you to, that is." Michelle looked at me and smiled, "I think maybe he might. On our way home, he told me again he loved me." She paused a little bit and softly said, "And asked if I'd move in with him." "What did you tell him?" "I told him I loved my husband too much and I couldn't." I have to admit that I was proud of my wife and proud that she was my wife. "Tell him I want you to, at least part time." Michelle kissed me long and hard, then she kissed down my chest to my cock and engulfed me in her mouth. After the conversation we'd just had I was hard and ready to make love. She positioned herself in the 69 position, even with all her clothes still on and drew me all the way down her throat. I could barely think it was feeling so incredibly fantastic. I managed to get her pants snap undone and zipper down so I could kiss her over the silk of her Brazilian panties. It was frustrating that with her legs spread I couldn't pull her pants down, but with what she was doing to my cock and my hands wrapping around her slim, sexy waist, it was only a moment until my hips were bucking and I was coming deep into her throat. I can't even describe how fantastic it felt. Afterward, she turned back around and kissed me again before snuggling into the crook of my arm. We lay quietly for a few minutes until my stomach started grumbling. I realized I'd forgotten breakfast completely and hadn't had a thing to eat since the Black Angus the night before. I rolled away from her and out of bed, slipping on a pair of boxers before checking the sourdough in the kitchen. It made me laugh a little remembering what a daze I was in when I made it last night. When I looked at it, it was just as I thought - I'd forgotten to put the starter in with it. This was nothing but a lump of water and flour mixed together. Guess my mind was a little preoccupied last night. I shook my head at myself and dumped it down the sink. I was starved so I walked back in the bedroom and asked Michelle, "Have you eaten lately, I'm getting kind of hungry." "We had a little snack in Seattle, but the plane trips were too short for anything. Then when we got here, I was anxious to see you so had Shaun bring me here right away. I'm hungry too." "Where would you like to go? Something nice or McDonald's?" "Maybe we should go to the Black Angus, see if your waitress girlfriend is working." I couldn't help but grin at that, I had quite a story to tell Michelle later about that waitress girlfriend! "Nah, something a little lighter than that. How about the Olive Garden or something like that?" All Michelle had to do was tuck her blouse in and snap her pants while I got dressed. The Olive Garden was about ten minutes from the house. When we sat down, I looked over at Michelle, "About that waitress girlfriend . . ." Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 03 This story is a direct continuation from Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch 2, part 6. Thank you to Stephen Brown for helping with editing. ***** Monday morning, I was very anxious to hear from Jacqui and what she was going to find out about the manager's position she'd been offered in Helena, Montana. The night before, I'd told Michelle about the evening with Trisha and Jacqui, leaving out a couple of tiny, insignificant details, such as Trisha following us home. Actually, the only thing I mentioned to Michelle was going to the Black Angus with Jacqui and how we both flirted with Trisha. I thought that sometime when Michelle and I were together with Trisha might be a better time to fill her in on all those little details. Jacqui finally called me mid-afternoon. She said things were moving a lot faster than she'd anticipated. First, she said she'd misunderstood where the store was. It's actually in Great Falls, not Helena. It's another ninety miles further, a total of 550 miles from home! Management wanted her to fly there Tuesday, meet the staff and get to know the store Wednesday and Thursday, show her around the community on Friday then they had an appointment with a realtor to look at houses or apartments on Saturday. Her home flight was Sunday. She said they told her what they'd be paying her and it was nearly double what she made in Kennewick. Wow, I didn't like the sound of that (except for the pay part!), it was way too fast. One thing that I thought would definitely slow down the move will be her actually making the move. That would be a pretty big step, getting her house ready to sell, all her stuff moved then cleaned up. I could see all of that likely being a few weeks at least. That evening I told Michelle of Jacqui's upcoming trip, realizing it's was only the next day when she was scheduled to fly out. One thing I definitely love about Michelle is her empathy for others, in this case Jacqui. She didn't want Jacqui home alone tonight so she suggested I spend the night with her. When I got to Jacqui's, she was busy packing a couple suitcases. It never ceases to amaze me how much a woman has to take with her for just a couple days. I guess this was going to be more than a couple days, it was five days. She filled two large suitcases, a carry on bag and a garment bag. I suggested she better take some nice nighties just in case she meets some cute guy. "Yeah, right," she told me, "As if that's going to happen!" Then she did put in one of her sexiest nighties, I think just to tease me. She held it in front of her, looking in the mirror and asked me, "Do you think he'd like this one?" She carefully folded it and put it in one of the suitcases. I know it's weird, but thinking of Jacqui with another guy makes me almost unbearably jealous. If it was Michelle, my wife, I'd be rooting for her, hoping she did meet some sexy hunk to seduce. After Jacqui finished packing, I took Jacqui to the Red Lobster for a little different dinner than we're used to. I like the Red Lobster, but it seems a little overpriced to me and I much prefer the quiet booths of the Black Angus. We avoided the subject of the elephant in the room, her upcoming move to Montana and instead talked about last Saturday evening. Jacqui had fun and lots of giggles telling me about her and Trisha getting to know each other and the fun they had dressing up to tease me. Then Jacqui got a bit more serious and told me she wouldn't mind if I developed a relationship with Trisha. I wasn't sure how to respond to that, two women in my life seemed like enough. Overall we had a very nice dinner. I drove to Columbia Park where Jacqui and I had sat in the car making out, getting to know each other over a year earlier. It seemed hard to believe that we'd only been together for a year. We kissed, giggled and switched to the back seat where there wasn't anything between us and made out together like we had that other time. This time though, I certainly wasn't going to be dropping her off at her door again! It wasn't long before Jacqui's blouse and bra and my shirt were back in the front seat. Jacqui's lipstick was all over my body and if I'd had any, there certainly would have been a ring of it around Jacqui's nipples! Fortunately, we didn't have the same experience as you so often read about, a cop showing up knocking on the windows, giving us a ticket for indecent exposure. We put our clothes back on and hurried back to Jacqui's house where we didn't have to worry about a cop or anything else except enjoying each other. Making love with Jacqui is the most heavenly feeling on earth! The way she can massage my cock inside her is simply heaven on earth! Jacqui has the most exquisite, smooth body with curves in all the right places to heighten the experience of making love with her. The next morning I called the office and let them know I'd be a few hours late so I could drive Jacqui to the airport. She was pretty nervous, embarking on a totally new experience. We checked her suitcases and I escorted her to the security checkpoint. I kissed her and tried to reassure her that she'd be fine, that everyone in Montana would love her. I watched her go through the metal detector and we blew a kiss as she walked down the hall toward the waiting area. When she was out of sight, turning and walking away was one of the hardest things I've had to do. Tuesday evening, when I got home from work, Michelle had a funny look on her face, I could tell that something was up, but didn't know what it might be. Then she told me she'd gotten a call from Shaun that afternoon. "Remember I told you that he wanted to get back with his wife?" I couldn't help but remember that. I guess it was kind of my safety net with the relationship between Shaun and Michelle. We both knew he wouldn't be looking for anything permanent with Michelle since he intended to get back with his wife. I wondered what was up, "Are they going back together?" Michelle looked concerned, but not heartbroken. She shook her head no, "A Sheriff's Deputy delivered divorce papers to him this afternoon." I looked at her, speechless. She'd just raised the stakes of their relationship about ten-fold! I'd had the obviously wrong impression that encouraging her with him was somewhat safe since he'd eventually be going back to his wife. Now she'd pulled that rug out and he was safe to pursue her for a permanent relationship. I think my face turned white. Michelle looked at me in dismay, nearly in tears, "You want me to quit seeing him, don't you?" I thought about what Michelle said. Did I want her to end her relationship with Shaun? Yeah I did, I was scared to death for us. I didn't want to lose my wife. I know she's told me over and over again that it would never happen, but the type of relationship they're having and if he's a totally free man, the danger that she could was so much more. But was I ready to ask her to stop? I really thought about that, do I trust my wife or don't I? I thought about how much I enjoy dreaming of her in the arms of another man and how perfect Shaun is for her, how much they both care for each other. That night Shaun was at our house and I watched them make love. No, 'fuck' is a much more appropriate description. Ask her to quit seeing him? I want her to be in an erotic relationship, what can be more erotic than if the guy is super hot and available? As I sat on the couch thinking, Michelle reassured me, "I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit with him if you want." I knew she would which made my decision that much easier. I told her, "No, I think you should go to him tonight, tell him you love your husband and he can't ever have you. Then have a really special date night before you go back to his house and fuck his brains out like he's never been fucked before! Then I want you to spend the next two nights with him and come home Thursday." Michelle looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was. All I knew was that I couldn't let it go. The more risky the relationship was to us, the more erotic and exciting it would be at the same time. After all, she'd been encouraging my open love affair with a woman who we both knew was single and very available. Could I trust her less than she'd trusted me? Michelle silently walked into our bedroom and got her suitcase out of the closet. She laid it on the bed and started filling it with her sexiest things, a couple matching bra/panty sets, two nightgowns that Trisha had worn for me the weekend before, a couple changes of work clothes and a couple leisure outfits. She packed her makeup kit and her overnight toiletries and finally closed the suitcase. She came over to me and kissed me softly on the lips, telling me, "You know I love you, right?" I shook my head up and down, nearly crying from what I was asking my wife to do. I was literally shaking with fear and jealousy, but I couldn't bring myself to stop her. I'd told her what I wanted and now I was going to live with it. I'd never understood why a drug addict takes that next shot of heroin in his arm knowing what it was doing to him. Now I understood perfectly, it was something they couldn't not do! The danger and harm were simply disregarded because of the need for the drug. I'd wanted her to fall in love with a man who she knew was off limits long term. Now that she'd know he was actually available, it made my cock even harder thinking of her with him. How much hotter is it for her to have a steamy affair and fall madly in love with a single guy with no commitments, nothing at all to stop her from moving in with him completely and even marrying. Nothing to stop her except her love for me! I guess my strategy was to set my wife totally free with Shaun and if she really loves me, she'll come home. I was scared, I was elated. I wanted this for her, to have a totally free relationship with Shaun. The fact that Shaun's wife was setting him free to love Michelle in return with no strings attached only enhanced the uncertainty of their affair. The thing is, Shaun isn't just an ordinary guy. I'm an ordinary guy, eight to five job, average looks, nothing special except that I love my wife unconditionally and she loves me. Shaun on the other hand has a glamorous career; his own radio show and rodeo announcer, a booming, deep voice, fantastic personality and a physique that any woman would lust after. There's no way I can compete with him. My only hold on my wife is that I know she loves me and I trust her implicitly. Michelle and I crossed a bridge we could never return when she spent that first weekend with Mike. We crossed another bridge when Michelle and I went to Victoria's Secret to ask Jacqui for that first date. Since then we've crossed bridge after bridge, even as we both realize that one day one of them might fall as we're crossing it. Yet that next bridge was always right there on the horizon, beckoning us with the beauty on the other side, even though we both knew there could never be a return. Was the bridge that night the last? Or would the next simply be a little bit further down the road? All of this went through my mind as I watched my wife backing out of our driveway and driving down the street toward her lover, feeling the strangeness and fear that their relationship had just changed dramatically. At the same time, I knew I was going to lose Jacqui. There wasn't any way she could move 550 miles away and us maintain the relationship we've had. As much as I knew it would hurt, I hoped she'd find a good man, a little closer to her age, someone to love and marry like she deserved. In the meantime, I was home alone the rest of the week, till Thursday. Jacqui was getting ready for her trip the next day and I didn't want to tell her what was going on with Michelle, she'd worry that much more about me. I sat down at my computer to check my e-mail and see if I had any messages, maybe even a good story to read. I was surprised to get an e-mail from Nicki Taylor, one of my friends who'd helped edit several of my stories. She lives in the UK and we met through the Lit volunteer editor program. Over the last couple years, we'd become close friends. She said she was planning on a vacation to the US in Seattle, wondering if I'd like to get together with her sometime? Would I? YES! I absolutely love Nicki, she's one of the funnest and sexiest authors on Lit. I couldn't help but wonder if her stories were fiction or if that's what she's really like. I've never seen a picture of her, she's always been kind of a mystery. I couldn't be more anxious to actually meet her! I have two very close friends from Lit, Nicki and Anna (i.e. Blackvelvet89). As much as Nicki has been mysterious and private, Anna is just the opposite. We talk about anything and everything, sometimes even our sex lives. We've talked about visiting each other and someday I hope to meet her too, either here or in the UK. But Nicki's e-mail asking about visiting was a complete surprise! It was exactly what I needed that evening to lift my spirits. My imagination started going a little wild wondering what it'd be like if the real Nicki was anything like the Nicki she writes about. I went to bed that night with an immense hard-on. It didn't help when a little after eleven, my phone chirped with a message from Michelle - a selfie of her and Shaun in bed, both naked above the waist and the sheet just covering their waists. "MMMM, I will not masturbate, I will not masturbate!" Somehow I got through Tuesday and Wednesday nights. I'd answered Nicki's e-mail, telling her how much I looked forward to seeing her, asking her the details, when she was coming, for how long etc. I also started to form a fun plan for the upcoming weekend with Michelle. She'd shown me that shelf bra, transparent blouse and crotchless panties a few weeks ago, telling me she'd wear them wherever I wanted. I'd decided where I wanted us to go, suspecting that she'd probably forgotten about her promise. Jacqui called me Wednesday evening, letting me know she'd made it to her hotel in Great Falls. She said she was pretty nervous about going into the store in the morning to meet her employees. She told me she thought that phrase, 'her employees,' sounded pretty cool. I told her Michelle was with Shaun but didn't elaborate. We talked a little longer until she said she was tired and needed to get to bed for her upcoming long day. Michelle came home after work Thursday just as I'd asked. She brought her suitcase but it was empty. All of her clothes had been left at Shaun's house. I presumed that her two days there had gone well. When I asked her about it, she just grinned and said they'd had fun. "Oh and we went to the Black Angus last night. We saw Trisha there, she really is a fun girl. We did our best to put on another little show for her." She went on with another statement that surprised the heck out of me, "Since Jacqui's moving, maybe you should invite her out sometime." My cock instantly grew thinking about the time I'd already had with Trisha! Unknown to Michelle, she'd helped my Saturday night plan to fall neatly into place. Jacqui called and filled me in on her day, said she thought she'd really like the girls who worked there, they all seemed nice. "Tomorrow, the current manager, Lisa is going to take me on a tour of Great Falls to get some ideas where I might want to live." We talked for another twenty minutes or so on little inconsequential things, mostly just missing each other. While I was talking to Jacqui, I wasn't paying attention to what Michelle was doing. After we hung up, Michelle sauntered into the room wearing a new little baby doll nightie. Ahh, the girl was going to try my patience! I was so horny and wanted to make love with her badly but I also had Saturday night plans that I wanted both of us really horny for. I didn't want either of us making love before then. But at the same time I didn't want to give her any clue that anything was happening Saturday. I envisioned two long nights between now and then! Michelle took my hand and led me to bed. After I sat down on the bed and slipped my boxers off, she stood in front of me and slipped the baby doll thong down off her hips and climbed in beside me. She kissed me and pushed her hand down grasping my erection, rubbing my slippery precum up and down. I slipped her strap down and sucked a nipple in my mouth and rubbed Michelle's wet clit getting a groan from her.. While I was sucking, Michelle asked me, "MMM, do you want to hear about my nights with Shaun? Oh God, did I! I mumbled out a yes and Michelle told me, kind of stumbling over her words, "Fuck me first!" That's another thing new about Michelle, she always used to abhor the 'f' word. She still doesn't use it often, but when she does it turns me on even more. I was horny, my gorgeous wife was rubbing precum up and down on my cock, I had fingers inside her pussy and my lips trying to suck milk from her breast. I wanted her to tell me about Shaun and she was begging me to fuck her. My earlier resolve to not make love with her had rapidly crumbled. Then I thought about her doing this with Shaun and my resolve crumbled some more. Nothing turned me on more than Michelle with another man! I couldn't help it. I'd wanted to wait until Saturday night but her delicate fingers rubbing me and my vision of her with Shaun pushed me over the edge. I rolled on top of my lovely wife and was pelvis to pelvis inside of her before I even realized what I was doing. Both of us groaned and I captured her lips with mine, kissing her as I cupped her face in my hands. I pushed myself away from her, up on my hands, plunging in and out of her, then stopped with my cock buried inside her. Michelle's hands were on my butt, her fingernails scratching me, urging me deeper with her hips bucking up to meet mine. I wanted to stop and make her tell me about Shaun but I couldn't. I pictured him on top of her, his cock buried inside her just as I was and my orgasm erupted. I pushed in and out of her frantically, eliciting every drop of cum. When I was finished, I collapsed on top of her and took several minutes to catch my breath as the blood inside my cock reversed its flow to my brain and some degree of awareness returned to my addled brain. I very happily kissed my wife's cheek and whispered in her ear, "Now, tell me about Shaun?" She tilted her head over and gave me a long, lingering kiss before she started talking. "I stopped at the store and picked up this little nightie I thought he might like, then to the grocery store for some salmon and salad mix steaks and a few other items. When I got to his house, he was surprised to see me since I hadn't called and told him I was coming. I set the groceries down and told him to go in the other room, that I was cooking him dinner. He wanted to help but I told him I was doing it and he could go watch TV. I'd already put the nightie on under my clothes and as soon as he was out of sight, I stripped down to it. You should have seen his face when I asked him to come in and help me reach something in the cupboard." I was loving her story. I closed my eyes and visualized her lover walking in and seeing her cooking dinner wearing what she'd just worn to bed with me. It started to make me hard again. My gorgeous wife noticed my hardening love organ, rolled us over and slid her pussy down over me so I was buried inside her again. Michelle went on with her story as she rocked her hips driving me deeper inside her, "Shaun walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck and massaging my boobs. I managed to turn around and kissed him long and deep, kind of like this." She leaned down and kissed me with her soft lips, her tongue gently invading my mouth while at the same time her hips were moving up and down on my cock. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 03 She went on kissing me for what seemed like forever. When she finally broke away, groaning with our lovemaking, she continued her story, "After we kissed I told him he had to wait for dessert until after dinner. You said you wanted me to tease him to death and I think I succeeded. After I put the food on the table I lit some candles and turned the lights off before I called Shaun to the table. We could hardly keep our eyes off each other while we ate. After dinner I told him we were going to wait a half hour before going to bed. We sat on the couch and kissed and caressed each other until neither of us could stand it any longer." Michelle and I were both groaning with our lovemaking. She had to pause a while because she couldn't talk with my lips around her nipple while she worked herself up and down on my cock. Yes, I now it's weird getting so turned on by my wife telling me about her lover while we're making love, but that's the way it is and I've learned to just accept it and enjoy. I'd come just a few minutes before but that fantastic orgasmic feeling was returning rapidly and I didn't want to come again until she finished telling me about her evening. I pushed her up off of me letting my pending orgasm subside for a moment. When I felt like it was safe again, I let her lower herself down on me again and asked her what they did next. "We went in the bedroom and I let Shaun take my thong off before I undressed him. Then I climbed on the bed on my knees and elbows, looked back at Shaun and asked him if he was interested in anything he saw. He climbed on the bed behind me and rammed himself inside me." She paused a little bit, "Oh God, it was so good!" That did it for me, I made another plunge deep inside her and orgasmed hard. Michelle groaned and came with me, both our bodies shuddering with emotional and physical pleasure. Afterward we lay beside each other and I told her, "I love you." Michelle purred a little bit before she said, "You too." We lay together and finally went to sleep. Friday night we went to a square dance. We hadn't been to one for so long it seemed like forever. We dressed up, me in my western clothes and cowboy boots and Michelle wore one of her pretty skirts with a flouncy slip, skimpy pettipants and a silk blouse. She looked absolutely radiant and so sexy! I loved watching her with the other men, flirting and making everyone feel special. If they only knew what was happening in our private lives! After the dance we went to Shari's Restaurant with our square dance friends for dessert. I realized when we were eating ice cream that I hadn't heard from Jacqui that day. I had no idea what to make of that, but didn't want to call her this late. Besides, I was enjoying my time with my wife. Saturday morning we got up and while we were having a bowl of vanilla almond cereal I reminded her of the promise she'd made, "Sweetheart, you remember that night you modeled the clothes for me before that weekend you went with Shaun?" She looked at me, cocking her head inquisitively, apparently not thinking about the promise she'd made that night. "Mmhmm." "Do you remember the promise you made?" I could see the light finally dawning on her face, "You mean the bra and blouse?" "And the panties" She kind of hesitantly said, "Okay, I remember. I'd completely forgotten about it." "Mmhmm, I think tonight's the night for you to wear them." For any readers who haven't read Ch 2 part 2 of this series, Michelle modeled several articles of clothing for me that she'd purchased for a long weekend trip with Shaun, including a transparent blouse and shelf bra totally exposing her breasts. She'd told me that those were strictly for me, that she'd wear them for me wherever I wanted. Up to now, obviously she'd forgotten that promise but I certainly hadn't! "Okay, where are we going? I remember something about you getting a skirt, do you have one?" "Well as to where we're going, that's my secret. As for the skirt, since you did such a good job with the blouse and undies, I thought I'd let you find one that would be suitably sexy." "I guess I can try to find something. Do you have any preferences?" "No sweetie, I'm leaving it entirely up to you, just so it's sexy." She took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll see if I can find something." After we finished breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen, Michelle set out on her task of finding a suitable skirt. While she was gone, I wanted to be sure of my plan so I called Trisha to see if she'd be working. I was relieved when she assured me she was. I asked her if she could save us a table for two about nine-thirty? "We don't reserve but I'll do my best." "Good, I'm anxious to see you again. Any chance you might be free after work?" This concept of asking a girl on a date was becoming much easier to me. She paused just a bit, making me nervous about my plan falling apart when she finally said, "I think I'd like that. Back to your house?" "No, I had something else in mind." "Okay, I guess I'll see you then." After getting off the phone with Trisha I called Jacqui. She told me she was with a realtor looking at a house and couldn't talk. She said she'd call me as soon as she got home Sunday. I was disappointed. I was more than anxious to hear what she'd learned. My plan seemed to be ready. I knew what I wanted to do, but had no idea how it'd actually turn out, how the evening might develop. I knew how much things could veer completely different than how they were planned. I busied myself with little honey-do projects waiting for Michelle to get home and nervously hoping the evening didn't turn out to be a disaster. I wondered how long it took to buy one little skirt? Michelle had been gone over five hours until she got home. I'd been horny and every second I waited made it worse. When she finally got home I asked her how long it took to buy a skirt? She held her hand up in front of her and told me, "Well, I thought maybe a manicure and pedicure might be nice for tonight." Then I noticed her gorgeous fingernails and her hair that she'd had done. She'd had her hair done in a style I hadn't seen for a long time, her long hair gently curled down over her shoulders, looking shiny and soft. I wondered about the skirt, so I asked her, "Did you find something?" She grinned at me, "I did, do you want to see it?" I most definitely was anxious to see what she'd bought, "Absolutely!" She picked up her bag to take the skirt out, then paused a little bit, "I think maybe you better wait until I put it on tonight." I groaned. Somehow I knew she would be doing that to me. She almost had me fooled that she was going to show me but I knew better. Yeah right! "What time do we need to be ready?" I'd told Trisha nine-thirty. "A little after nine should be fine." We have some time before dinner so I thought this might be a good time to mention Nicki's plan to visit. "Babe, do you remember me mentioning a girl I met on Lush, Nicki Taylor?" "Isn't she the one who's been helping you edit some of your stories?" "Yeah, one of the two who have. Anyway, I got an e-mail from her a couple days ago. What would you think about her visiting us for a few days?" "Didn't you say she lives in Britain? She's coming all the way here?" "She said she was in Seattle once when she was little and wants to visit again. She'd like to meet us." "I think that'd be fun too. Do you know when?" "No, she didn't say yet and before I invited her here I thought I needed to talk to you about it." "Do you know anything about her? What she's like?" "Well, from our chatting back and forth, I think she's a lot like the 'Nicki Taylor' she writes about, but I'm really not sure. She's pretty private. I don't even know her real name for sure, she's hinted that Nicki is just a pen name. I can say that she's a very creative, free spirit. She'd definitely be a lot of fun to be around." I thought to myself that she'd be fun, especially if she's actually like the Nicki she writes about! "You should go on Lush and read some of her 'Nicki' stories, you'd like her I think. I know she's loyal to her friends and I certainly wouldn't want to be her enemy!" "I will and go ahead and invite her. It'll be fun to meet someone from the UK." I knew it was going to be a very late night, so I suggested to Michelle that we might want to get a little rest before we went out. We both lay down for a little bit and I went to sleep. At eight Michelle woke me up suggesting that I'd better start getting ready. I put on a nice pair of slacks and a silk shirt, wanting to look nice for the evening. Then I patiently waited in our living room for Michelle. I was eager to see what she'd be wearing. I knew some of it but not the skirt she'd picked out. From past experience, I knew she'd be ravishing! When Michelle finally opened the bedroom door at nine, I was once again all eyes! She'd promised what she was going to wear but I'd actually forgotten just how sexy it was going to be. Her blouse was totally transparent. I don't mean a little, I mean TOTAL! Her bare nipples were held up and out by the shelf bra she'd bought a few weeks ago. Her new skirt was a black, tight pencil skirt coming just above her knees. What really set it off though was that on her left side it was cutout a few inches wide all the way up her thigh to just below her panty line, even a little above the top of the lace on her sheer black nylons. A pair of black 4' heels finished her outfit. I don't think there would be any way that she could be sexier. I couldn't help but run my hands over that blouse feeling her bare breasts. I whispered in her ear, "If you want you could skip the bra." In reality, I thought the shelf bra almost looked pornographic. Natural would be much prettier and sexier. Michelle returned to the bedroom and re-appeared a moment later totally bare-breasted under her blouse. I liked that much better. Her breasts swaying when she walked and nipples poking through the transparent material was oh so sexy! I suggested she might want to wear a sweater for a little bit. She still had no idea where we were going. On our drive to the Black Angus I couldn't help but glance over at Michelle, sitting next to me with a light sweater over her blouse. I thought again about the last year and a half. Only that long ago Michelle was conscious of showing a little too much cleavage. Now she's going with me to a public family restaurant very nearly naked above the waist. When we arrived I suggested to Michelle that she might want to keep the sweater on until we were seated in our own private booth. Even with that, the skirt and my knowledge of what was under it made her very sexy. I could barely wait until the sweater came off! When we entered, the host smiled at us and asked, "I believe you may be looking for Trisha?" I was pleasantly surprised, apparently she'd described us to him, "Yes please. That would be wonderful." I let Michelle walk in front of me like the gentleman I am. Maybe I also wanted to watch people's eyes as we walked past. If only they knew what was under her sweater. The restaurant was about 90% full, only a few empty booths. I've described the Black Angus before, but for new readers it's a very upscale steak restaurant with partitioning separating each booth for privacy. You can see into the booth from the aisle but they provide total privacy from adjacent diners. It allows a very secluded and quiet atmosphere, even though the restaurant is busy. And their food is good! As Michelle slid into the booth and I next to her, I saw Trisha helping people at another booth, taking their order. She looked very pretty as she always does. We'd only met her two weeks before and I'd been out with her once. I was amazed how easy it was to become friends with someone, especially beautiful women. Up to starting my relationship with Jacqui, I'd always been horribly bashful and shy around the fairer sex. After we sat down Michelle looked at me and her face got a little red from blushing. I responded to her blushing by whispering to her, "The sweater sweetheart, don't you think it's a little warm in here so you should take it off?" Her face was flushed, obviously from the heat. She sighed and finally looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention so she leaned forward and reluctantly slipped the sweater off, handing it to me. I couldn't help but stare and watch her face blushing as she revealed herself. A year and a half ago, Michelle's blouses were modest, sometimes showing a little cleavage if she was feeling very risqué but usually not. She'd been risqué that night in Kodiak and then a while afterward but had gradually over the years gravitated back to fairly modest as she'd gotten a little older. After her affair with Mike began, she started to enjoy being quite a bit more risqué again, dressing quite provocatively at times, occasionally going out sans panties or bra. Now with her affair with Shaun, she'd been going even further, doing that strip tease at the Honey Bunzz. But that was an erotic dance club atmosphere that invited ladies to act out their hidden desires - and Michelle certainly had! This was completely different, my wife was now sitting in a family restaurant, although nearly all adults, wearing an incredibly sexy skirt and practically nothing above the waist for anyone to pass by and see her lovely, bare breasts! I leaned over and kissed her, whispering through my kiss, "I love you." "I love you too, but sitting here like this is making me a nervous wreck." "But you're so beautiful." I looked around to see if anyone was in sight and pinched a nipple. The kind and thoughtful husband that I am, I wouldn't want her nipples to not be nice and erect under that blouse. I wanted to wrap my lips around those luscious globes but thought that the wet spot on her blouse might be a bit much. On second thought, maybe not! I kissed my wife and just as I was nibbling on her neck and starting down her front, she pushed me away. I looked at her bright red face, then at the grinning Trisha who had stopped at our booth. "Seems as if I have a bad habit of interrupting." I watched as Trisha's smile broadened across her face, "Love your outfit, Michelle." Trisha was the first to see my wife tonight in her near naked splendor. Michelle managed to ask for a strawberry lemonade through her embarrassment. Then Trisha turned to me and asked very professionally, "And would you like some ice tea to go with your breast milk?" I sputtered and coughed a bit before I answered very timidly, "Yes, please." I looked at Michelle who was hiding her face with her hands. Trisha giggled a little and said she'd have it brought right out. As soon as she walked away, my wife looked at me and burst out laughing. It was only a moment later when one of the male waiters delivered our drinks to our table. His eyes couldn't have been any more obvious in their admiration of my wife's assets. I wonder what he would have thought if he'd been aware that while he was standing there drooling over my wife's boobs, my fingers were rubbing the inside of her thigh, just at the edge of her panties under the table. I didn't really want to make Michelle uncomfortable with my little finger exercises, I just wanted to see how well she could control her emotions the nearer she came to coming. All through our dinner, it was different waiters bringing our food, refilling our drinks, making sure our meal was good and so on. Even the chef visited out table to ask if our meals were acceptable. It reminded me a little of that time in Kodiak when she'd worn a revealing blouse and bra getting stares from the staff and patrons, even though that hadn't been nearly as revealing as what she was wearing tonight. Of course on that night, my hand wasn't rubbing her clit and massing just inside her pussy lips either. On this night, I wanted to see how close I could bring her to an orgasm in front of a waiter without actually letting her come. I knew what I had planned the rest of the night and I wanted her horny! She was returning the favor, with her fingers wrapped around my cock over my slacks. It was obvious what Trisha was doing, she wanted the entire Black Angus staff to have the pleasure of my wife's company. It was fun watching her squirm and buck her hips until someone came by to help us. Of course I wouldn't have used those times to plunge my fingers as deep inside her as I could while eating with the other hand. When we ordered, I'd actually thought ahead for once and ordered a chef salad that I could eat with one hand. When our meal was finished, we finally saw Trisha at our table again. We'd seen her off and on serving others, but I doubted there was an employee at the Black Angus who hadn't been to our table at least once. Trisha had only been that first time, then bringing our meal. When she brought our check and asked if there was anything else, I looked briefly at Michelle who was completely oblivious to what I was about to do. But after all, she'd suggested that we might want to ask Trisha out sometime. I asked Trisha, "There is one thing, Michelle and I were wondering if you'd like to accompany us to a little party after you get off?" I'd already talked to her about it on the phone earlier so she wasn't surprised with my request. "I'd love to if you're sure it's okay with your beautiful wife." Michelle looked a little surprised but readily agreed. I'd timed our dinner to finish very near to closing so I told Trisha we'd wait for her. After leaving a healthy tip for the staff looking after us so well, I drove around back where Trisha had suggested and parked again. I looked over at my wife and leaned to kiss her, whispering, "I love you." "I love you too," she responded, as she wrapped her hands around my neck pulling me in tighter. We sat in our car making out like a couple lovestruck teenagers, waiting for Trisha. When was the last time we'd made out in the car like this? I have no idea, but I was enjoying every second of my wife's attention and every inch of her body. My hands roamed, under her skirt over her hips, over her bare breasts, our lips were virtually melted together as I felt between her legs. The first time I felt her warm pussy lips between the creases of those crotchless panties I nearly exploded. Michelle was moaning into my lips, spreading her legs further apart and I was just exploring the very edges of her very damp lips when the back car door opened and Trisha slid inside. "Wow, I hope I didn't interrupt anything important. Seems like I have a knack of showing up at the wrong time," she giggled. "Mmm, not yet, but we were getting there," Michelle said as she was smoothing out her skirt, trying to cover her legs a little. I backed out of our parking space and headed up Highway 395 toward the freeway. As we passed the turn toward our house, Michelle asked me, "Hey, I thought we were headed home. Where are we going?" "Home a little later. I have something else in mind first." She looked at me quizzically until we got to the freeway and turned toward Umatilla. "Are we? You're taking us to the Honey Bunz?" I didn't answer her, but instead looked at Trisha in the mirror, "Is that okay with you? I thought it might be fun with a couple lovely companions." I couldn't see Trisha in the mirror to see her facial expression, but she told me, "It sounds like fun. I've never been there but always wondered what it was like." "Cool, I guess you know that Michelle was there once a few weeks ago." Michelle spoke, "I hope you know I'm not getting on the stage again. Once in a lifetime was enough for me!" "But I thought you had fun?" I asked her. "I did, I loved it, but I don't think I could do it again." Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 03 "Well anyway, this time, I was planning on us just being spectators, so you don't have to worry about it." That seemed to satisfy her that I didn't have any ulterior motives. Not to say I wasn't kind of hoping that things might turn out a bit different though! I looked in the mirror, back at Trisha and asked her, "How about you Trisha, you know so much about us, but we don't know much about you. Can you tell us a little about yourself? Ever married, kids, what led you to the Black Angus? "Well, let's see, yes I was married. Married my high school sweetheart when I was eighteen, we have two kids, a girl eleven and a boy fourteen. My loving husband decided he liked a younger girl he met at a party and I divorced him three years ago." "Wow, that must have been pretty rough, are you okay now?" Michelle asked. "It took me quite a while, but I'm over him now. Funny thing is, now that I've met you guys I realized maybe I could have lived with him having a girlfriend except he was sneaking around and lying to me about her." "That's too bad," Michelle said, "Is he with her now? What about the kids, where are they?" "They moved in together shortly after our divorce. They never married and I don't know if they will. The kids are with me during the week and he picks them up Saturday before I go to work and brings them home Sunday evening. We close at nine on Sundays so I'm not so late getting home." "What are their name?" I asked. "Petra, after my mom and Jonathan because we liked the name." "Those are pretty names, especially Petra," Michelle told her. We sat silently for a few minutes while I drove until Trisha said, "All my good friends call me Trish. You can call me that if you want." Michelle and I spoke almost exactly in unison, "Thank you, I will." A few minutes later, Trish asked Michelle, "May I ask, how exactly did you come to be wearing," A slight pause, "You know, a transparent blouse with nothing under it?" Michelle giggled, "Well, it's kind of a long story. But to condense it a little, I'd bought some things to wear on a trip with Shaun, kind of sexy things. I thought I'd buy something special for my husband, just for the house. Then in a moment of madness I told him I'd wear it out with him one time not thinking that he'd really make me do it, but here we are." I chucked at that, she hadn't ever told me that. "You honestly didn't think I would?" "No! I wouldn't have offered if I'd thought so." "But didn't it make you feel special and sexy with all those guys drooling over you tonight?" "Mmhmm, but it was embarrassing too." I chuckled, I loved her being exposed and embarrassed, didn't feel sorry for her in the least! "Well I hope you're up to a little more sexy and embarrassed, cuz no sweater this time. You go in just as you are." We were crossing the bridge over the Columbia River and the exit is right after the bridge. I turned on my blinker and turned right onto Hwy 730 into Umatilla. The whole City is only half a mile long and the club is about a quarter mile from the exit. I actually do believe in trying to be a gentleman, opening doors for the ladies and other little bits of chivalry. After I parked, I hurried around to the other side of the car to open Michelle's and Trisha's doors for them. Maybe I had a tiny ulterior motive, watching those luscious ladies sliding out of the car. I hadn't seen what Trisha had changed into until then. She had a pretty, soft looking light blue blouse and a wrap around skirt coming just above her knees, tied on the side with a single ribbon. I wasn't thinking about what it might be like later pulling that little bow knot, honest! I followed the ladies into the club, admiring their hips swaying. I thought there would be no possibility that any girl inside could give a better show than I was getting right then. I paid my cover charge to the security man right inside the door as he was commenting on the attractive ladies I was with. I still thought it was blatant sexism that I have to pay a cover charge and the girls don't. Who could imagine - a strip club being sexist! We found a seat at a table at the edge of the stage. For some reason there was a relatively small crowd, leaving several empty tables next to the stage. I'd described the club in my earlier story, "Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch 9," but for those who haven't read that, the stage was only about a foot high, round with a narrow walkway to the dressing rooms and the pole off to one side, with seating all the way around. It's very intimate, the dancers very close to the audience and nice soft, flickering lighting. For a small town, it's a very surprisingly upscale establishment. Maybe because it's the only one in Eastern Oregon or Washington. As soon as we sat down, one of the serving girls asked us if we'd like anything to drink. I had to drive home so just ordered a diet coke but thought, what the heck, why not get my two ladies something a bit stronger so asked for two Singapore Slings. I'd remembered having some of those in Kodiak on our first anniversary night. It's sweet, fruity and plenty of alcohol that you can barely taste, just what I wanted to help loosen the inhibitions of the two lovely ladies with me. Devious, mean, conniving, underhanded; Yep, that's me! We sat drinking our drinks as a couple dancers gyrated out of their clothes. I know I was getting hornier by the minute with the bulge in my pants becoming rather obvious. I was actually kind of biding my time, hoping that something might happen with one or both of the ladies sitting next to me who were also squirming in their seats, skirts slipping higher exposing plenty of leg and thigh. Michelle's nipples were pointed and alert, showing that she was obviously turned on as well. One of the girls serving drinks, wearing a little bra and tight, micro-shorts (I guess that's what you'd call them) stopped at our little group. She said her name was Rebecca, Becca for short, asked if we'd like a little personal dance. Michelle turned a little red in the face and declined but Trisha said it sounded like fun. Becca sat her serving tray down on our table and I handed her two twenty dollar bills. She put them on her tray and stepped over in front of Trisha, closed her eyes and started rubbing her hands over her body. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and let it fall away but held an arm in front of her breasts. When she let her arm fall away, she leaned forward so one of her nipples was right in front of Trisha's mouth. Trisha licked her lips and put her hands around Becca's waist trying to pull her closer. Becca kept leaning forward until her nipple was brushing against Trisha's lips. As soon as Trisha opened her mouth and started to suck a nipple in, Becca backed away and whispered, "Naughty, naughty!" She slipped her hands under her shorts and started to slip them down revealing a tiny little thong. When the shorts dropped to the floor, she spread her legs apart and sat down on Trisha's lap. While this was happening, another girl came out on the stage. The announcer introduced her as Nicole. Michelle poked me in the ribs (I was kinda pre-occupied watching Trisha and Becca) and whispered in my ear, "She's the one who helped me out that night I was here. She's nice." I did notice that she was very pretty and sexy too! I glanced away from Trisha for a moment and watched Nicole revolving around the pole with her little nurse's costume. I could watch only for a moment though as Trisha's mouth was at that moment wrapping around Becca's nipple and her hands were caressing Becca's butt. That was hard to look away from! Finally, Becca did move away from Trisha but leaned down and kissed her on the lips and whispered something in her ear. I couldn't hear, but when Becca left, Trisha was shaking and whispered to me, "I'm horny!" "So am I! What did she say to you?" "She asked if I could stay after closing." I looked at her inquisitively, "Do you want to do that?" "I'd love to, but I think we might have enough fun on our own. Maybe another time I might though." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nicole's dress fall to the floor with nothing but a tiny thong on underneath it. I started watching her as she danced toward us. She stopped right in front of us, actually in front of Michelle to be precise. She stood there putting her hands out to Michelle, asking my wife to join her on the stage. Michelle's face turned red and she shook her head no but Nicole was a little more insistent. She reached down and took hold of Michelle's hands and pulled slightly. I whispered in Michelle's ear, "Come on babe, you know you really want to, go ahead, you'll love it." I was hoping the Singapore Sling had done its work. I knew Michelle was horny already and really wanted to see her up on that stage again. Finally, with Nicole gently pulling her hands and my urging, Michelle started to get to her feet. As she started to step up on the stage, the announcer said, "And now ladies and gentlemen, a special unexpected treat, once again the lovely Amber!" I leaned over and whispered to Trisha, "When she was here before, she went by the name Amber." Encouraged by Nicole, Michelle turned toward our side of the stage and started slowly dancing. Nicole moved up behind her and started nibbling gently on my wife's neck and rubbed her hands up and down over her hips, moving up to cup Michelle's breasts in her hands. Michelle's eyes were closed and her face took on that hazy, lusty look while Nicole nuzzled on her neck and her ear until she finally turned her head and allowed Nicole to kiss her open mouthed on the lips while they both gently swayed to the music together. I was hardly believing what I was seeing! To my knowledge, Michelle hadn't ever done anything with another woman more than a non-sexual kiss on the cheeks and here she was, engaged in a passionate kiss with a stripper on a stage in front of thousands of people (well, almost). Nicole's hands moved from cupping Michelle's breasts to the buttons of her blouse, undoing one after the other until her blouse swung completely open. After it was undone, Nicole backed up slightly, just enough to allow her to skim Michelle's blouse down and to the floor, leaving her completely nude above the waist. My wife had seemed to turn to a puddle of lust in Nicole's arms, letting Nicole turn her around and take her face in her hands to kiss. This was a sight I thought I'd never see! Even with all Michelle had opened her sexuality in the last year, seeing her kissing another woman like this was totally unexpected. When I asked for the Singapore Sling, I'd hoped that Michelle would do another strip tease, but I certainly hadn't expected her to be doing it with another girl! As I sat watching her, my mouth agape, two things happened simultaneously that nearly caused me to lose my control: Nicole bent down and took one of Michelle's nipples in her mouth causing Michelle to arch her back and groan; and Trisha sitting next to me wrapped her hand around my rock hard cock over my pants. I glanced over at her and she leaned to me and met my lips with hers enfolding her other hand around my neck, pulling me into her as our lips and tongues met. I could taste the sweet alcohol on her lips as she tried to consume my soul through her mouth. With my mind distracted from the unbelievable scene playing itself out on the stage right in front of us, I rested my hand on Trisha's knee and slowly inched my finger under her skirt up her soft, smooth thigh, feeling the heat of her body, noticing her opening her knees to allow me to explore and feel her very damp, silken panties. As I toyed with Trisha's panties, not quite having the bravery to reach my fingers under them, I couldn't help but pay attention to Michelle on the stage right in front of us. Nicole was reaching behind Michelle's waist and slowly lowering the zipper of her skirt at the same time as they were kissing. When she finally had it unzipped, she pushed it down off her hips letting it fall to the floor, followed only a moment later with her panties. My beautiful wife was now wearing nothing except those black, semi-transparent lacy stockings and her high heels. Her bare, waxed pussy was once again fully on display in front of a crowd of people. I guess the money for that Singapore Sling was definitely a wise investment! My Michelle was on stage grinding her bare pussy into Nicole's panties. Over the music, I heard Michelle say to Nicole, "This isn't fair!" She pushed her hands under Nicole's panties and pushed them to the floor as well. Now both girls were writhing together naked, caressing each other with hands and grinding their hips together as they kissed. The music was sexy, the lighting was sexy, the girls were sexy, everything about this display was sexy! Michelle's hands were around Nicole's neck and Nicole's hands were pulling Michelle's hips into hers when the music finally ended. I could tell from Michelle's face how close she was to coming, frustrated as Nicole pulled away from her. They both picked up their clothes and strolled back to the dressing area, arms wrapped around each other's waist. When my wife and Nicole were finally out of sight, I was able to take a breath, totally shellshocked! Michelle hadn't ever indicated even the slightest sexual interest in another woman and I had had difficulty processing what I'd just witnessed. I was also horny! I guess that's kind of an understatement. I looked at Trisha sitting beside me, my hand still under her skirt, although it had been several minutes since I'd even realized it. I pulled my hand out and pulled Trisha to me, kissing her passionately and groped one of her breasts through her blouse. That's how Michelle found us when she came back onto the floor. She tapped me on my shoulder and asked, "Are you two lovebirds about finished? We need to get out of here and go home!" I couldn't agree more. We needed to get someplace private, preferably our house where the three of us could satisfy some of those urges that were erupting to the boiling point. When we left I dropped a couple twenty dollar bills on the table for Becca, along with my cell number, just in case. As we left, the man at the front door told Michelle, "Come back anytime sweetheart, you're the best thing that's ever happened to this club!" I got in the front seat and the two women in the back. Before we were out of the parking lot, I heard kissing and moaning noises coming from the back seat. It's a thirty minute drive to our house, maybe the longest thirty minutes ever listening to the back seat and not being able to do a thing about it! It was dark and I couldn't see except occasionally when a car passed us on the freeway with its headlights lighting up the interior. In those brief moments I saw that both blouses were off and the ladies were taking turns sucking on breasts, tongues and various other parts of anatomies. When the headlight passed and I couldn't see any more I felt tortured by the moaning and other noises. Never once did I think that I could have turned on the damn dome light! Dumb, dumb, dumb! When we arrived at our house, I pulled into the garage and we all piled out eager to satisfy our lust in a more comfortable setting. Both girls stripped out of their skirts and Trisha out of her panties. Michelle left her crotchless panties on, I guess thinking how sexy it would be making love with them on. I guess I kind of agreed with her thinking! It's a little hard to explain how I was feeling. I intended to make love with Trisha. The word vindictive toward Michelle definitely isn't the right word, but she'd never actually seen me make love with another girl like I had watched her with her Alec, Mike and Shaun. I wanted her to feel that bittersweet jealousy, to want me as badly as I'd wanted her on those times. I loved Michelle and enjoyed every second of those encounters, but I also knew that watching is a torture in itself and I wanted Michelle to experience that sweet torture! Did all of that go through my mind in detail as I was about to fuck Trisha? No, but I definitely glimpsed it and knew that's what I wanted, besides the fact that I definitely wanted Trisha, badly! We were beyond any foreplay. I needed to be inside her and her panties were totally soaked with her own desire! When she'd removed her panties, she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees and I plunged myself into her. I won't say that I wasn't conscious of Michelle watching with shock on her face. Once my cock was embedded deep inside Trisha, I paused just a moment letting her get used to me and enjoying that exquisite feeling of her pussy wrapped around my cock. Trisha took that moment and pulled Michelle down in front of her, burying her face into Michelle's pussy. I watched as Michelle pushed her hips up into Trisha, pulling at her hair. Then I started to pump in and out of Trisha causing her to start gasping and losing her ability to continue eating my wife's pussyu. Neither Trisha or I could last longer than a few moments. She started coming, her body tensing and shaking around me, causing me to completely lose my grasp and unload deep inside her. When Trisha collapsed, she managed to scoot herself up a little on Michelle's body so that their lips could come together in a kiss, with me on top of the two of them. The only one who hadn't been sated was Michelle. Her experience with Trisha's tongue inside her vagina was too brief for her to have come. I rolled off of Trisha on one side and Trisha rolled off Michelle on the other side. I cupped Michelle's face in my hands and kissed her, enjoying her soft lips on mine. At the same time Trisha was sucking on one of my wife's nipples. Michelle was between us groaning and bucking her hips, desperate for me to make love with her. I had what I thought was an absolute brainstorm. I rolled off the bed, found Michelle's purse and dug her cell phone out of it. I returned to Michelle's side and suggested to her, "I think you should call Shaun and see if he'd like to come over." I wanted to see her and Shaun together once again with Michelle in this ultra-horny mood. "Ohh, it's the middle of the night. He's sleeping," she growled at me. "Do you think he wouldn't be interested? My guess is that he'll be here in a flash." "Hand me the damn phone then!" I gave her the phone and with her shaking hands she found Shaun's number. Michelle waited for a little bit until she said into the phone, "Hi, can you come over? I need you." "No, I'm fine, I just need you. I'm horny!" With that, she pressed the little red disconnect button and handed the phone back to me. "He's on his way." I chuckled, "I thought he might." I mentioned that I had to go to the bathroom and suggested to Trisha, "Why don't you play with her a little while till Shaun gets here." Then I added, "But don't let her come." Trisha grinned at me. I think she knew what I was planning, "Mmm, fun! I'll be glad to." I hurried off to the bathroom before disaster struck, but couldn't help but watch just a little as Trisha continued to nibble on a nipple and rub her fingers over Michelle's bare pussy lips. When I returned from the bathroom Michelle was bucking her hips into Trisha's fingers and nearly crying with her frustration. I stood back and simply watched, my grin becoming wider on my face. It seemed only a few minutes until the doorbell rang. I'm sure it had seemed much longer to Michelle. Michelle rushed to the door and opened it, pulling Shaun into the room. Her hands were literally shaking as she knelt down in front of him, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out to wrap her lips around him, groaning as she pulled him as deeply into her throat as she could. Shaun became almost unbelievably hard in only a moment. My wife stood back up to kiss him briefly before telling him, "Fuck me Shaun, Hard!" Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 03 Shaun pushed his pants down, turned Michelle around against the wall which just happened to have a full height wall mirror and pushed Michelle's legs apart. She was standing in front of the mirror, supporting herself with her hands, her stocking clad legs spread apart, still wearing the crotchless panties and high heels. I don't know when I've seen a woman looking so blatantly sexual. Shaun didn't even hesitate as he rooted himself deep into her from behind. Trisha had obviously done her work well as Michelle's pussy lips were well lubricated and didn't offer any resistance to Shaun's hard cock. Michelle was literally screaming, I have no idea what her words were, mostly just grunting and other noises as her hips were bucking back trying to take Shaun deeper and deeper. I was standing in the hallway with a very naked Trisha standing in front of me watching my wife being fucked by her boyfriend. I had leaned down with my cheek against Trisha's and my hand between her legs with three fingers as far inside her as I could reach. Trisha's seemed to be having a little trouble breathing and was pumping her hips against my fingers, but I just kept them there with a little slight movement so she wouldn't forget. Michelle was panting hard and the moment she finally orgasmed will be embedded in my mind forever. Her gorgeous face drained of its color, her body shook and I saw wave after wave of orgasmic frenzy on her face as she screamed out her ecstasy! Shaun continued to ram in and out of her throughout and her orgasm seemed to go on forever. When it finally seemed to have ended, Shaun withdrew from her, still as hard as he was when he began and gripped her around the waist to support her from from falling when her limbs had turned to jelly. When she finally was able to stand on her own again, I heard Shaun ask her, "Do you have any lube?" I had no idea what he wanted with lube. She was already so slick from her juices that Shaun certainly didn't need any lube to finish himself inside her. I didn't understand why he hadn't. I could see the look of inquisitiveness on Michelle's mind as well as she mumbled, "Kitchen, corner cabinet, above the counter, Vaseline." Michelle waited, staying in the same position until Shaun returned about fifteen seconds later. Shaun slipped her panties down off her legs and she stepped out of them. Then he pushed her legs apart again and smeared the Vaseline over his cock. When he was finished, he took her hip in one hand and with the other, guided his cock to her rear, pressing himself against her. I was shaking, finally understanding what he intended. When Michelle understood, she started to cry, "No Shaun! I've never, we've never." Shaun simply began to push, gently at first, then a little harder. Michelle was nearly begging, "No, please, it hurts!" Shaun backed off just a little and told her, "Relax babe, you'll like it, I promise." I saw Michelle's face in the mirror gritting her teeth and looking down, "I'll try." Shaun started to push a little more and I saw the head of his cock penetrate her as Michelle was whimpering. Shaun pulled back once again before pushing once again, this time slowly burying himself completely inside her. I couldn't help but remember the time Jacqui and I had done the same thing in an old Virginia City whorehouse converted to a hotel. Michelle was moaning, "Ahh, Ahh, go slow, I've never done this before." But she was allowing Shaun to fuck her in the ass. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised by this. Michelle's inhibitions have been falling one right after the other, things that she's never done with me. We tried it once not long after we were married but neither of us liked it. Of course we didn't use the lube either, didn't know we were supposed to. I watched Shaun's cock sinking slowly, pulling back out of her and sinking back in as my wife closed her eyes and moaned. It was only a moment or two until Michelle's reaction started to change. She was thrusting her butt out to him as he pushed in, her head thrown back in bliss as her beautiful hair was spread across her back. Shaun's hands were on Michelle's hips, holding her as his cock plunged in and out of her. This went on several minutes as Michelle threw her head back and forth, arching her hips out to him over and over again and reached one hand down to furiously rub her clit, in and out of her pussy. Once again I was watching as another huge orgasm started to build inside her. Shaun and Michelle's bodies were covered with a sheen of sweat from the furious fucking. Shaun fucked my wife harder and harder until he finally let out a loud, gargled groan and pushed himself as deep into her as he could, holding himself there. Just as her orgasm hit, my wife caught my eyes in the mirror for just a moment before she closed them and her mouth formed a silent scream that seemed to go on forever. When Michelle's orgasm finally ended, she literally collapsed onto the carpeted floor and curled up in a little ball with Shaun right behind her, his arms around her. Both lay on the floor trying to recover. Even after watching my wife do this with Shaun, I don't think I ever could with her, she was my wife, the woman who nurses me when I'm sick, who wears a flannel nightie and snuggles me when she's cold. Even with her opening sexuality in the last year, I know this is something that'll always be off limits between the two of us. But watching her with Shaun, I felt my jealousy toward him rise tenfold! I don't think I've ever seen anything so arousing as my wife panting and thrusting her butt out to take more and more of another lover inside her ass! When it was obvious Michelle and Shaun were finished, Trisha and I retreated to the bedroom and shortly I heard the door to one of the guest rooms close. Trisha and I were both extraordinarily horny and made love once again. This time it wasn't the mad fucking like earlier, we were in the missionary position, kissing and fondling each other as we made love. Afterwards, as we lay in bed spooned together, I couldn't help but ask her, "The first time Michelle and I met you, you mentioned a boyfriend. Is it serious between you and him? She snuggled her body back tighter against me. "I said that because I didn't know what else to say. I've had a few dates since our divorce, but never anything serious. There isn't any boyfriend." I was actually quite thrilled with what she'd just said. "And if someone asked you that same question now, what would you say?" Trisha rolled over and kissed me, "I'd definitely and truthfully say I have a boyfriend." I smiled at the thought, then she added, "And a couple girlfriends." Then she giggled in my arms. My last thoughts before I went to sleep were that the evening and night had turned out far beyond my wildest expectations! I woke up late the next morning with the lovely Trisha's arm spread over me and her breast pressed against my chest. I gently slid out from under her and dressed. Trisha continued to sleep with her bare back exposed above the covers. Watching her for a moment and thinking about last night caused my little man to start to swell once again, although not enough to climb back into bed with her. As well as he'd been sated last night, it might be another week before he could do it again. I hoped not! I padded softly down the hall, stopping briefly in front of the door where Michelle and Shaun were sleeping. Do I look? Nah, I pretty much know what I'd see without looking. Michelle would be naked, scrawled across Shaun's body. I decided I needed to honor my wife's privacy so I only pushed the door open a little, just enough to peek. I was wrong, she wasn't scrawled across his body like I'd imagined, she was sitting up on his waist, slowly riding his cock up and down while he had his arms around her waist and was sucking one of her breasts. I slowly pushed the door closed, a smile on my lips. Pancakes were ready and bacon was on the pellet grill when the rest of our foursome joined me in the kitchen in a little while. We ate in companionable silence as I think we all were a little afraid to broach the subject of the night before. After breakfast, Michelle and I carted the dishes into the kitchen to clean up. I was anxious to talk about last night with her alone, but she simply told me, "Shaun's taking Alyssa (his daughter) to the mall and then out for dinner and he's invited me. I'm going to go home with Shaun this morning." My disappointment must have shown on my face as she quickly added, "It's okay honey, I love you but Shaun invited me and I couldn't refuse. Besides, I know you'll want to spend some time with Jacqui when she gets home." "Will you be home tonight?" "No, I don't think so. Spend the night with Jacqui. I'll call you later." She kissed me, returning to the dining room and took Shaun's hand. Shaun thanked me for the great breakfast and said they were leaving. I watched as Shaun escorted my wife to his car, his arm possessively around her waist as she kissed him right before sliding in his car on the passenger side. Trisha was still sitting at the table when I returned to her but told me that she also needed to get home to get ready for her shift at work. Her car was still at the Black Angus so I drove her there. Before she got out of my car, she kissed me very sweetly on my lips and thanked me for a wonderful evening. I asked when I could see her again and she said she was off work Tuesday and Wednesday. I told her I'd call her when I had a little more idea about my own plans. Jacqui was due in at the airport in a couple hours so I drove on over to her house to wait a little bit before picking her up. While I waited, I thought again how much our lives had changed in such a short time. I'd always been so shy around girls and smiled that at least that little problem seemed to have cleared itself up. I wondered what would eventually happen between me and Michelle. I have to admit that as much as my love for her has only grown, I was starting to feel a little uneasy and very jealous of her relationship with Shaun, not that I hadn't encouraged every bit of it - and knew I'd continue to do so in spite of my reservations. I also couldn't help but wonder about my own relationship with both Jacqui and Trisha. I didn't want to lose Jacqui as I'd definitely grown to love her very much, but her moving to Montana was certainly going to put a major crimp on continuing our bond. I wondered, with the distance between us, would she be more inclined to date and find a man she could marry. My heart nearly broke at the thought at the same time what logical part of my brain still existed hoped that's exactly what would happen. Then Trisha, I'd realized that I can't sleep with a woman without developing deep, emotional feelings for her. I wasn't the kind of guy to 'love-em and leave-em'. I'd been out with Trisha twice, both times ending in our bed together. I remembered how Jacqui and I had done the same thing in the beginning but then reverted to simply dating without the sex. Maybe I'd propose the same thing to Trisha unless Michelle objected. Maybe Trisha would want to move on to someone else, someone who was a better marriage prospect than I'd ever be. Maybe after watching Trisha and me making love last night Michelle wouldn't want me to see her again. If so, I'd honor her wishes. The time came to drive to the airport and pick up Jacqui. I put my ruminations aside and simply looked forward to seeing her again. It seemed an eternity since she'd left on Wednesday. There'd been lots of times we'd gone much longer than that without seeing or talking to each other, but this was completely different. She'd always been there, a short drive away but this time she wasn't. My eyes started to get teary thinking of her actually living five hundred miles away. Her big grin was the most welcome sight on earth when I first saw her walking toward me in the airport waiting area. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed like long lost lovers when she reached me. When our kiss broke, she had to wipe tears from her eyes as well. Both our eyes were red knowing what was to come shortly. We picked up Jacqui's baggage and rolled them to my car. The Pasco airport is relatively small so it's only a short walk to the short term parking. Once we were in the car, the only thing I was interested in was what she'd found out in Montana. When I asked, Jacqui gave her answer away when she hesitated in answering and looked away. She turned back toward me, "They don't want to wait. They want me there right away." I glanced over at her, "Right away, as in next week, two weeks?" "No, like Tuesday, day after tomorrow." I know my face turned white and I gripped the steering wheel hard. It'd only been eight days ago that she found out about this. They had said six or eight weeks, time for both of us to at least try to emotionally prepare, but Tuesday, day after tomorrow, no way! Jacqui went on, "I found a little apartment I liked a lot and it's already rented. The company is going to hire a moving company to come in and pack and move everything for me, then they'll help working with a realtor to sell my house so all I have to do is pack a few clothes tomorrow and leave Tuesday morning." Jacqui was talking as fast as she could and when she stopped she started sobbing, "I don't want to do this! I don't want to leave you!" I found the nearest driveway and pulled into it, pulling Jacqui into my arms, letting her cry. I was trying my best to keep myself from crying to be strong for her. When her tears subsided a little, she pulled away from me and I wiped her cheeks, telling her, "Jacqui, sweetheart, yes you do. This is the opportunity you've been waiting for, what you've been working toward. We'll be okay. We'll still get to see each other. It'll be different but we'll work it out." I said the words for Jacqui's benefit but inside I knew they weren't true. I didn't want her to go! I knew our relationship would never be the same. I backed out of the driveway. I wondered what the owner thought of this strange car pulling into their driveway and stopping there before leaving. I held Jacqui's hand tightly on the rest of our drive to her house. When we arrived, I unloaded her suitcases and we went straight into her bedroom, lying down on her bed together, kissing and simply loving each other, fully clothed. We didn't make love, it was too emotional even for that. We held each other and caressed each other's faces, wiping our tears away. Later in the evening, we went to dinner at the Olive Garden, ordered pretty small servings and took much of it home with us. We made love that night, slowly and very sensual. I hadn't even realized that Michelle hadn't called until the next morning when I was getting ready for work and my phone rang. She said she was fine and I didn't want to tell her about Jacqui over the phone. When Michelle asked if I could meet her for lunch I didn't hesitate. I desperately needed to see my wife and talk to her! We agreed on McDonald's at twelve. It wasn't a good morning at work. I had a mad customer who was angry that one of our inspectors had found him putting an addition on his house without a building permit. He was angry at the Communist regime that wouldn't let him do what he wanted on his own property without a damn permit! I tried without any success to convince him that our permit process wasn't that difficult and we wanted to help him through his project. He stormed out of our office telling me in no uncertain terms, "You'll see me in Hell before I get a God damned building permit!" Ah well, I guess you can't win them all over. I'd send him a letter explaining our compliance process tomorrow. By lunchtime, I was ready to get out of our office. I drove to McDonald's and saw Michelle sitting in a booth waiting for me. It honestly seemed a little weird seeing my gorgeous wife in her relatively conservative business suit, a blouse and skirt just below her knees, after the weekend we'd just had. We kissed briefly, ordered and waited to pick it up. After we received our food, Michelle suggested we take it to her car where we have some privacy and can talk. Her tone was frightening me much more than my friendly customer that morning. After we sat down she got right to the point, "I'm going away for a little while, by myself. I need some time to think." I looked at her and tried asking, "Why, what?" She broke into my question, "This weekend scared me. I need some time alone to think." "But I thought you enjoyed the weekend?" "I did, too much, and it scares me, what I've become, what we've become. I practically made love with another woman on a stage in front of a crowd of horny men." Then she added, "And yes, I loved it. I watched my husband fuck another woman and I loved that. You watched my boyfriend, that I'm madly in love with by the way, fuck me in the ass to the biggest orgasm I've ever had! Honey, what's happening to us?" I had no idea how to answer that before she went on some more, "I didn't tell you but after Nicole and I left the stage she asked me if I wanted to work there, every weekend." She looked away, out the window on her side, whispering to herself, "And I want to do it." She turned and looked at me, tears running down her cheeks, "I want to do it. I want to be a stripper. Your thirty eight year old, loving wife wants to be a professional stripper! That's what's scaring me, why I need some time alone just to think." I had no idea what to say. Everything Michelle had just said was true. Where was our life going? What did we want? How had our little sex games gone this far? The only thing I could think to say was, "Where, where are you going? How long?" "I don't know to both. All I know is away and I'm going to turn off my cell phone so neither you or Shaun can call me. I'll be home when I'm ready." She finally added, "I do love you, so much it hurts. That's part of what I don't understand, how can I love you so much and want so badly to do those things?" I still had nothing I could think of to say, "When are you leaving?" "Now, after lunch. I told my boss that I some personal issues and I was taking some vacation leave. I'm going home to pack some clothes and no, I don't want you to go with me. I need to do this alone." Neither of us had touched a bite of our lunch. As we left, I felt like our world was suddenly collapsing around us. Jacqui is leaving permanently, Michelle is leaving for who knows how long and I have no idea what will remain of our marriage when she decides to come home. The angry customer that morning seemed pretty trivial. Michelle did kiss me before she left and told me, "It won't be forever, I will be back home." With that, I watched my beautiful wife, the woman I'm spending my life with, get in her car and drive away to I had no idea where! I didn't tell Jacqui any of that on our last night together. I knew she'd be upset and she didn't need any more upset than she was already getting. Our last night was anything but ideal. We didn't have sex, simply spent most of the night alternating between crying and reassuring each other. I'm not going to write a lot about that night, except that it was very emotional and personal. In the morning, we loaded Jacqui's suitcases into her car, wiped our tears away, held each other and Jacqui started the long drive to Great Falls, Montana for her new life. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 04a This is a long story which will be submitted in numerous chapters. I want to thank PierceAaron61 for his thoughtful and helpful editing work. Any errors are still my own. ***** Tuesday at work was a long day. My wife was gone; I had no idea where and Jacqui had left for Montana. I had no idea when we might be together again. Thank goodness it was a reasonably quiet day, no irate customers. I might have done or said something to get myself fired. When I got home to my quiet, lonely house, I sat down and turned on Fox News. O'Reilly was about half over. I was lost in my thoughts and had no idea what was on his show. Michelle was gone; she said just to think, but, she'd be back. I turned the TV off to think about our future myself. Michelle, my wife, said she was offered a weekend job as a stripper! Is that what I want? I thought back to our time before Michelle read my 1st story and how much we've changed. We had a great life; our primary entertainment was either camping or square dancing. If Michelle couldn't go with me to a dance for whatever reason I was too shy to ask another girl to dance with me unless it was one of our regular club members. Once in a while if I saw some girl alone looking like she wanted to dance, I'd gather my courage to ask her, but it was pretty rare. When Michelle dragged me to Victoria's Secret to ask Jacqui for a date that first time I remember how scared I was, asking a girl on an actual date. And now? I'd asked a girl I barely knew to a strip club date that I knew would end up with us in bed making love. I realized I liked the new me much better than the old! Michelle, my prim and proper wife now had a steady boyfriend, whom she spends nights with regularly; she's opened up sexually, she's proud of her body to the point of becoming an exhibitionist, and I love every second of it! I think of her either alone with Shaun or on a stage, slipping her sexy panties off, and it makes me so hard I nearly tear the fabric of my jeans. I'd never imagined anything was missing from our marriage, especially from our sex life. Yeah, I occasionally thought back to that night in Kodiak and wanted some repeat of watching her with another man, but it certainly wasn't a need I had, it was just a fantasy. I didn't think it was something Michelle especially needed either. I guess we've discovered the last couple years that neither of us had realized how much we both wanted more from our sex life. Kind of sick, but it's a fact. What's it doing to our marriage? If anything, making it stronger. Our love life is on a perpetual high that I'd never even imagined would be possible. We communicate better with each other, we understand and support each other's desires and needs, and just enjoy being around each other and others more than we ever have. Ask her to back up or stop what she's doing? Even if I wanted to, my craving wouldn't let me. But I don't want her to, I enjoy her newfound sexuality too much. I want her home to tell her that, I'd even tell her on the phone but she said not to call her, and I was going to respect her wishes. I knew my feelings for Jacqui as well and realizing I wouldn't be able to see her brought tears to my eyes. I realized I needed to talk to her, so I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number. It rang a few times, and her voice came on the line. I was about to say something when I realized it was her voice mail, "Hi, this is Jacqui. I can't come to the phone now, so please leave me a message." Heaving her sexy voice but not being able to talk to her almost did me in. I left her a short message, "Hi, I just wanted to tell you how much I miss you already. Love you, bye." Then I clicked the 'end call' button and climbed into bed to wallow in my loneliness. When I got home from work on Wednesday, I didn't want to spend another evening alone so decided to do a little shopping at Costco. I thought about calling Trisha to see if she wanted to go out somewhere but it didn't feel right while Michelle was gone. I still hadn't heard a word from my wife since Monday lunchtime. Before I left, I called Jacqui again. I missed her immensely and wanted her wrapped in my arms! She answered, leading to a warm conversation. I was careful not to let on how depressed I was, inquiring about her first day as a manager. She sounded so excited that I couldn't help but feel happy for her, lifting my spirits somewhat, but making me realize even more how much I cared for her. She already loved her employees, and it sounds like they reciprocated the feeling. "No," she teased me, " no new boyfriend yet." When we finished and hung up, I felt a little better. I picked up the few items we were out of; toilet paper, ribs for the grill and a few other little things and was waiting in the checkout line when I realized I recognized the attractive lady in front of me. It was Ginger, a girl I had a major crush on in high school, my first love. How I wished back then not to be so shy and afraid of girls. She sat in front of me in French class with her cute, flaming red hair and had the sweetest voice when trying to speak French. Ginger was tall, 5' 11" to be exact. I know because she was on the girls basketball team and led them to two district championships and games in the State Tournament in Olympia. They didn't fare so well there against the schools on the west side of Washington. The best they managed was to finish 6th one time and brought home a trophy. Our school was darned proud of our team, though. I remembered how lovely I thought she was back then, and she certainly hadn't lost any of that! She was thin and pretty flat-chested, but I thought she was gorgeous with her beautiful red hair. I guess her parents had probably named her Ginger because of that red hair. I noticed she'd filled out quite nicely since then. Her bright red hair certainly didn't detract from her appearance either. The intervening years certainly hadn't done her any harm. When my wits finally returned, I did something I'd never have been able to only a couple of years ago, "Ginger?" I asked her. I actually spoke to her. She turned toward me and a big grin spread across her face, "Oh hi, Robert, long time no see." She remembered my name, after all these years! We both tried to initiate a conversation at the checkout, but it was difficult with her having to talk to the clerk and both of us unloading our purchases onto the conveyer belt. I finally asked her if I could buy her a polish dog or something at the food court so that we could catch up.. We sat at one of the tables next to the wall, and both started talking at once, laughing at the rush of mutual interests. I wanted to know everything about her since school and it seemed she wanted the same. She'd been my first crush. She was thin in school but so pretty. Her clothes weren't revealing at all, but I could still tell that she'd filled out a little in the right spots but was still pretty thin. Her attractive face had blossomed into a stunning woman. I told her about Michelle and me, though, maybe not everything. I left out the little parts about Michelle's boyfriends, my girlfriend, the exotic dance club and so on. I learned Ginger had married a guy she met in college, Eric. He'd gone to high school in Richland, one of our biggest rivals in sports. Richland, Kennewick, and Pasco are considered the Tri-Cities as they're all immediately adjacent to each other, and their school sporting teams are fierce rivals. She told me that Eric is a math teacher and he'd just gotten a job at his old high school so they'd recently moved back here. Ginger's a travel consultant and was looking for a job with a travel agency in the area. I couldn't take my eyes away from her, my old feelings from school had returned with a vengeance! I was feeling like a nervous but much more confident teenager again sitting with this lovely lady from my youth. I didn't want this evening to end, but alas it had to. At ten till nine, the store announced they were closing in ten minutes. Ginger and I continued to sit at our table and talk, our polish dogs long gone until an employee walked over and said they were locking the doors, and we had to leave. Ginger had purchased a fifty-pound bag of dog food, so I used that as an excuse to walk her to her car, to help her load it. The parking lot was nearly empty as it was well after closing time. After loading the big bag of food and her other boxes into the trunk of her car, I walked her to the driver's door and told her, "Ginger, I enjoyed seeing you tonight." "So did I, we need to do it again sometime," she responded warmly "I'd love it, maybe you and Eric could come over for dinner sometime? I'll talk to Michelle about it; I'm sure she'd love to have you over." She found a pen and piece of paper in her purse and gave me her phone number, asking me to call. I know I shouldn't have, and couldn't have possibly done it just a few months ago, but I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She didn't reciprocate the kiss but didn't pull away either. After a few seconds, although it seemed forever, I pulled away. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," I told her. Instead of slapping me like I knew I deserved, she initiated a second kiss, this one much more intimate, her mouth opening and her tongue exploring my lips until I opened mine as well, meeting her tongue with my own. Her hand went around my neck pulling me tighter to her, and her body slithered up against mine. My heart was racing at a thousand beats per second, enjoying this kiss that I'd wanted so long ago. She finally broke away, breathing hard and said, "No, you shouldn't have. Why did you?" My mind at that moment was reeling with what had just happened, it was so unexpected! I tried to formulate some words together in my fog. The one thing I had avoided mentioning earlier was how I'd felt about her in school. Now was the time to fess up, "You remember French class? I sat behind you and the whole year I fell in love with you more each and every day. When we had the little Christmas skit and you hugged me, for just a second I thought maybe I'd get up the nerve to ask you out but I couldn't. But Ginger - I haven't ever forgotten you." She looked at me, her eyes shining, and softly told me, "Well, if you had I would have accepted." A little explanation here, our French class put on a skit at the Christmas concert (it was still legal to call it a 'Christmas' concert then). I was Santa Claus, tall about 6'2" and 140 pounds. I made a perfect Santa! One of our class members had a little Radio Flyer wagon I scrunched up in, and Ginger was the reindeer, pulling Santa across the stage. She had on a little reindeer outfit with horns on her head and her nose lipsticked bright red as Rudolph. Ginger pulled Santa to the middle of the stage, stopped, and we both waved to the audience, which included adults and the students who weren't a part of the concert. When it was time to finish the trip across the stage, she pulled on the wagon, accidentally flipping it up, dumping poor Santa straight onto his back, legs and feet sticking straight up in the air. When I recovered from the shock from getting dumped out onto the stage, I struggled to my feet and gracefully walked to the other side and behind the curtain. Everyone behind the curtain was laughing hysterically, and Ginger came over to me, wrapped her arms around me with a cheek to cheek hug. Up to that point in my life, I think that hug was the most exciting thing I'd ever experienced! I came so nearly to turning my face just a little and kissing her, but I was so bashful I simply couldn't do it. As I think back, it wouldn't have been very appropriate, but that thought didn't even cross my love-struck mind at that moment. The rest of our skit, Santa slid down the little cardboard fireplace and distributed presents, talking to the little boys and girls (French class members), all of our conversation in French. After our skit was over, I came close, but couldn't bring myself to ask Ginger for a date. I spent the rest of the school year in a constant haze of lust but couldn't force myself to do anything about it, until that night at Costco, twenty plus years later! With those years gone by, having never forgotten about Ginger, I discovered my lust for her hadn't dissipated a bit. If anything, it was stronger than ever! "I'm sorry Ginger, can I still call you for dinner with you and Eric at our house sometime?" Ginger's face was a little flushed from our kiss. I expected her to tell me that we better not, but she surprised me, "I'd still like that, maybe we can all get to be friends." Then she slid into her car, closed the door and drove away, waving at me. What the hell had just happened I wondered? I hadn't said a thing to her to imply that Michelle and I had an open marriage. I certainly didn't want to do anything to jeopardize Ginger and Eric's marriage, but I still had to wonder about the possibility. I drove home in a bit of a haze, unloaded the car and climbed into bed. That night I had sweet dreams of a girl I used to know. As soon as I started to undress her I woke up! I lay there for at least another hour going over and over that conversation and kiss, trying to imagine some way to make it go further. I finally came to the conclusion that it'd be impossible and went back to sleep. Thursday when I got home from work, Michelle's car was in the driveway. Was I excited, nervous and a little scared when I parked behind her? That would undoubtedly be one of the biggest understatements of the year! When I opened the door, and there she stood, in all her beauty, smiling at me, the only thing I could think to say was, "Hi," "Hi to you too," her lovely voice answered back. I couldn't take it any longer. I rushed over to her and planted my lips on hers in one of the best, most passionate kisses we've had for a very long time! My arms were around my wife, and her hands were caressing my face as she kissed me. It had been nearly five days since we'd seen each other, except briefly at McDonald's Monday afternoon which seemed like an eternity ago. The only thing I wanted to do at the moment was to take her upstairs to bed and make wild, abandoned love with her! Michelle, on the other hand, had other plans. She wanted to talk, to discuss why she'd gone away. We sat down on the couch, and I sat patiently, waiting for her to start. She finally did. "You know I love you, right?" Michelle began. I took her hand and kissed her again as my answer before she went on, "And you know that I love Shaun?" If I hadn't known the same feelings for Jacqui, I don't think I'd have understood or been able to handle her being in love two people. But I did understand that she did and that I'd promoted it since she first told me about him. I was just a little scared where this might be leading. "Yes, I know." I'm sure she could see the fright on my face, "Well, I don't want to move in with him if that's what you're worried about." To be honest, that's exactly what I was worried about, the way she said she loved him. Then she went on, "But I want to keep seeing him - a lot." I told her, "I haven't changed my thoughts about that, I love you seeing him. Have you talked to him since you got home? "Not yet, I wanted to see you first. I'll probably call him and maybe try to spend the night with him tomorrow." She paused a bit and added with that cute smile on her face, "If it's okay with you?" "It's more than okay with me; I love you being with him." I knew that I wasn't nearly ready to ask her to stop seeing Shaun - or someone else if she wanted to, the excitement of her being with another guy was still as strong as ever inside me. I thought about what she'd told me about Nicole asking her to come to work at the Honey Bunzz. 'Work,' that's such a relative word! I asked her, "But what about the other thing?" "I'm assuming by 'other thing,' you're talking about the Honey Bunzz?" "Yes my love, I think that's a fair assumption. What have you decided about their offer?" "Well, I've decided what I want. But before I tell you, I need to hear from you what you think about it." "OK, I'll tell you. I like the new you; I like that you're sexy, and that other men think you're sexy. I know it's screwed up that I want to see you performing like that, but I can't help it. In short, I want you to do it. It's just so sexy to watch you." I was thinking to myself that I wouldn't even mind if she went home with someone once in a while, even if I never knew about it, that she did it just because she was horny and couldn't wait to get home either with Shaun or me. I wondered how Shaun felt about her stripping and maybe having a little dalliance now and then. "Good because that's what I've decided too. I can't believe what I'm about to say, but I'm going to be a stripper!" God, I couldn't take it anymore! I took her hand and together we went to our bedroom. We made such sweet love that night, the kind we used to have all the time with deep, passionate kisses and long, slow lovemaking. I could hardly hold back, loving this woman like I do. It's so hard to explain when you're in love, as Michelle and I are but still want and crave that other person in our sex lives. I want her sex life with Shaun, and now her newly found exhibitionism that she enjoys so much. When we finished making love, there was a degree of common sense left, but not much. I asked Michelle, "If you go to the Honey Bunzz regularly, what are the chances that someone will recognize you, either a client or even a co-worker?" "I suppose there's always that chance, but what if they do? I'm not going to mix that with my real career. I don't think they'd realize it was me anyhow, do you?" "I guess likely not, they might think she looks like you but the way brains work, it's going to be so out of context with the real you that they'd be sure it wasn't. I think if you did much talking on stage, though, they'd most likely recognize your voice before your face." Yeah, there was a danger. But what were the consequences if someone did realize it was Michelle on the stage? Would she get fired? I seriously doubted that because she was so much a part of that law firm that they'd likely go out of business without her. Heck, it might even bring in more business if they realized the legal assistant was the same person as the sexy Amber. Michelle thought about something else, "What would embarrass me though is if someone from our square dance club saw me." "Yeah, that would be a nice topic of discussion at a dance, wouldn't it? 'Oh hi Michelle, by the way, didn't I see you last Saturday with no clothes on?'" I don't think we want to have that conversation. "I don't think there's much chance of that happening, though, do you?" she asked. "No, I seriously doubt it. Probably if it did happen, they'd be as embarrassed being seen there." I asked her when she planned to start. "I'll call them tomorrow and tell them I'm going to do it and see when they want me to starrt." I told her, "Probably Saturday. They'll want you as soon as they can get you!" "Mmm, maybe." She shivered a little bit; I think from just the idea of what she was about to do. I was anxious to tell Michelle about running into my old crush Ginger, so I asked her, "Do you remember Ginger from high school?" "You mean our basketball star, Ginger?" "Yeah, that one. Well, I ran into her at Costco the other day. She and her family just moved back here from Spokane. I suggested we might invite them to dinner sometime?" I didn't mention what happened in the parking lot, but I did tell her, "I had a little bit of a crush on her in school." Michelle glanced over at me with a smile on her face, "Just a little crush? I think we definitely should invite them over then." Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 04a I could tell from Michelle's expression what she was thinking, "No," I told her, "It isn't going to lead to anything, she's happily married, and I'm not going to interfere in that." "But you can dream a little and have some fun flirting. Is she pretty? Did she stay thin or did she get cute and chubby?" Michelle laughed, thinking that was kind of funny I guess. "No, she didn't get fat. She's just about as thin as in school except maybe she filled out in some places and yes she's pretty." "You mean she's got boobs now?" I laughed at her 'boobs' comment. I remembered that during school, Ginger was straight as a board, although I thought she was gorgeous. "Let's just say she's a bit curvier." She grinned at me, "That's something you'd certainly notice!" "Well yeah, I did. And I hope it's okay with you that I invited her and her husband to dinner." "So you invited an old girlfriend to dinner, and you aren't expecting anything to happen?" "No, she wasn't ever a 'girlfriend.' I just had a crush on her back then. I told her that I'd talk to you about it and give them a call. I'm not sure if she's expecting the actual invitation or not." "Invite them. I'd love to see Ginger again and meet her family. I liked her too." Michelle rolled over, and I snuggled in behind her, and we both went to sleep, satisfied with her homecoming and especially our lovemaking! I didn't think about Ginger anymore that night. Well, maybe I remember a little dream about that kiss, but that was all. The next day I got a call from Michelle shortly after I went to work. She told me, "I talked to Shaun this morning and told him I was home." I expected her to call him first thing, so I wasn't surprised. "Was he glad to hear from you?" Dumb question! "Uhunh, he was." She paused a little, then went on, "He's in Pendleton this weekend for the Round-up." I remembered the Pendleton Round-up is the 3rd week of September every year, this year the 16th through the 19th. It's one of the biggest rodeos in the country. I used to go quite a bit when I was growing up since my parents live just out of Pendleton but haven't even thought about it for a long time, even though Pendleton is only an hour and a half away. It makes sense that Shaun would be there since his career is in rodeo, doing both his radio show and as a rodeo EMCEE. "He's working, doing lots of interviews and reporting the news but he asked me if I'd come over with him tonight and tomorrow." I was reasonably sure that Michelle wanted to see him about as bad as he wanted her. Who was I to stand in the way of lovers? "When are you leaving? "Right after work if it's okay with you. We'd come home Sunday." "What about your new job?" "I guess I'll have to postpone it a couple of weeks." The following weekend we had reservations at Wallowa Lake in Oregon for an annual square dance festival. I told her to have fun with her lover. I thought about Michelle in the arms of her lover in his hotel room, and it made me shiver with excitement. Whenever she's out with Shaun, I can't help but wonder what she's wearing, is she sexy, what are they doing together, is he making her laugh at some silly joke, how are they making love? The excitement and anticipation never seem to wear off! I wished that Jacqui was still here and I'd take her to the rodeo, then to the Main Street show and maybe the dance at the Pendleton Convention Center. I missed her so much! Then I thought about Trisha. I wondered if there was any chance she'd be able to take a night off and might go with me? I almost hated to ask her because I know Saturday night is their busiest night at the restaurant and that's when she gets the best tips. It'd be a pretty significant financial loss for her to lose a Saturday. Well, I decided I'd let her make that decision, so I called her. She said she'd be thrilled to go with me Saturday if her manager would approve it. She called me back a few minutes later, excited that she could go. I told her I'd pick her up about nine and suggested that she have a little bag packed to spend the night. I went online to find a hotel in Pendleton and ended up calling five before I finally found one with a room that someone had canceled. I'd forgotten what Pendleton was like during the Round-up, every motel full. I finally found the room at Motel 6 at $225. Two hundred twenty-five dollars for a $49 motel room! I groaned but ended up paying their robber baron rate. I bet that Michelle and Shaun wouldn't be spending their nights in a Motel 6, they'd probably have a Jacuzzi in their room. Ah well, I planned on being engrossed a little more with the delights of Trisha than the room amenities. The rest of the day and evening, I was excited about spending a day and night with Trisha and almost forgot that I needed to call Ginger to see about when we could arrange a dinner together. She was happy to hear from me, and we agreed on Sunday evening, October 3rd. After the disastrous start to the week, things seemed much brighter. Michelle was back, eager to start her new career and I had a long weekend date with the beautiful Trisha. It still fascinated me how long I'd been afraid to express myself with the opposite sex and now how easy it was to call and ask for a date, both the dinner with Ginger and weekend with Trisha. There wasn't any way I could have done either just six months ago! Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 04b Saturday I was up bright and early, dressing in my best cowboy duds, boots, hat, shirt and so on. When I looked in the mirror, I thought I looked like a downright handsome cowboy! I hoped Trisha would approve. She did and yummy did she look beautiful when I picked her up! She reminded me of the song, "Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On". I received a very friendly welcome kiss at her door. Mmm, she smelled nice too! I could envision guys drooling all around us later! I asked her if she'd been to the round-up before and she said she'd wanted to but never had. That seemed funny for someone who lives only an hour and a half away. Tickets for the Saturday rodeo are always sold out, even before last year's rodeo is over so we went to one of the entrance gates and found a guy wanting to sell three tickets behind the bucking chutes. Those are the premium tickets and are $18 each. He wasn't willing to sell just two of them, so I bought all three, then let him keep one of them to sell again. Walking around the outside of the arena always used to be exciting when I was a kid, and I realized it still was. It's filled with thousands of people (the people watching is fantastic!), food booths with smells of hot dogs, barbecue, cattle, and countless other aromas. When we got back toward the opposite side where our seats were, there were the cattle and horse pens and all their smells and noises. It was fun hearing the cattle bawling and looking at those giant Brahma bulls. It was hard to imagine that men were going to try and ride them for eight seconds. I admit it was fun holding Trisha's hand and watching other guys eyes glued to her as we walked past, assuming they weren't looking at me! I hoped we might catch a glimpse of Shaun and Michelle but with nearly twenty thousand people there, it was a little hard to pick out two. As we watched the rodeo and listened to the EMCEE's western voice, I imagined what it might be like with Shaun someday announcing this rodeo. It's among the top two or three rodeos in the country and would be quite a plum contract for Shaun, especially since it's practically in his backyard. I envisioned Shaun in the broadcast booth right above where we were sitting, with Michelle sitting at his side. Trisha enjoyed watching the rodeo, and I enjoyed watching her. There's nothing like a pretty lady in western clothes to get a man's libido excited; Especially when the relationship is a little ilicit. I hadn't even told Michelle that I was taking Trisha, not that I expected her to be unhappy about it. We ate hot dogs, laughed together at the antics of the clown, groaned when the cowboys were thrown off their horses or Brahma Bull and simply enjoyed being together through the whole four and a half hours. I think Trisha especially enjoyed the Indian dancing and horse races. We bet a quarter on all the races, and I lost seventy five cents. It seemed that Trisha had a much better knack for picking out the winners than I did. After the rodeo, we drove downtown and looked for a parking spot. Pendleton has a fabulous Main Street show with all sorts of free entertainment, food, and other vendors along the full length of Main Street and a carnival in the big parking lot at the South end. The only problem is finding a place to park. If we'd been earlier, we might have found a parking spot, but after the rodeo, we had to walk five blocks and felt pretty lucky to find that one. I didn't mind walking with Trisha, holding her hand is always delightful. We walked up and down Main Street, pausing to sit down and listen to the country music at a couple of the makeshift stages. I'd forgotten about the mass of people on the street; you could barely walk amongst the crowd. I was still hoping to catch a glimpse of Shaun and Michelle but the likelihood seemed pretty thin. We found a little booth selling Elephant Ears and bought one to share. It was fun, both of us eating off opposite sides of it at the same time, giggling at how difficult it was, especially as our mouths got closer and closer together and people were watching to see what was going to happen when the last of it disappeared and our mouths were together. It would have been erotic, except for all the giggling and then both of us desperately trying to steal the last bite. When that last bite was gone, we were laughing too hard to take advantage of the situation for the kiss that our fan club was anticipating. Trisha found a beautiful set of handmade, turquoise earrings, necklace and bracelet at an Indian booth for seventy-five dollars that I bought for her. They matched her blouse perfectly. I didn't take advantage of putting the necklace around her neck by pressing my body to hers and kissing the end of her nose, it just seemed to happen. We sat down at a ventriloquist act that was fabulous. The guy kept the entire crowd in hysterical laughter almost the whole time with his array of accomplices. Amongst the comedy, it was amazing how his dummies could sing and sound exactly like famous singers like Garth Brooks, Elvis, and others without the guy moving his mouth in the least. They could even yodel! His Michael Jackson impersonation was hilarious and had Trisha and me laughing along with the rest of the crowd. His show was by far the best on the street! When his hour was up, he asked his crowd to stick around as he was also a hypnotist and would be asking for volunteers in a few minutes. After his short break, he came back on stage and asked if any volunteers would like to be hypnotized. I pushed Trisha a little, trying to get her to volunteer. She told me, "No, it's just phony. They'll just pretend." "Come on Trish, try it. It'll be fun," I said, pushing her a little harder. She finally gave a sigh and got up, along with six other people. I knew she was skeptical and was curious to see what was going to happen if he'd hypnotize her. There were four other adults; three girls, a guy and two kids, probably nine or ten. It looked like they were probably brother and sister, maybe even twins. The hypnotist talked to each one of them individually for just a moment, trying to relax them. He had them sit down in the row of chairs he'd prepared, asked the crowd to please be as quiet as possible and started softly talking to his little group, going through the routine of telling them that they were getting sleepy and so on. One by one, they closed their eyes and definitely looked like they were sleeping, even the skeptical Trisha. When he was confident that all were asleep, he told them that the only sound they'd hear from then on would be his voice. He turned back to us and said we could do anything we wanted, make whatever noise we wanted, and nothing would wake them up. Naturally, everyone wanted to test that so started talking at once; the parents of the twins shouted their names and nothing, no response. I even shouted Trisha's name with no reaction. Wow, I thought, they are hypnotized! The crowd finally quieted down and the hypnotist, Angelo or something like that, started his little experiments, he asked them all to wake up and open their eyes, but the only thing they'd see or hear would be him. He told them that they'd just stepped outside into a raging blizzard. Every one of them immediately wrapped their arms around themselves trying to keep warm, started shivering and wiping the imaginary wind and blowing snow out of their faces. I sat there in shock, watching Trisha the skeptic desperately trying to keep warm. In reality, It'd been a hot day and was still probably in the high seventies. She was shivering uncontrollably when Angelo had mercy and told them they were back inside around a warm wood stove. The relief on faces and people putting their hands out to the imaginary stove, turning their backs to it and warming up was hilarious. There certainly wasn't a skeptic left on the street! Next, he told them that they were in a tropical paradise, it was almost unbearably hot, and the air conditioners had quit working. Faces again changed and you could almost see sweat start to appear on foreheads. People were fanning themselves, and a couple of the girls started unbuttoning their blouses, Trisha included! Thankfully he realized this was family entertainment and when he saw the girls unbuttoning blouses, told them all that it had cooled down and was now comfortable. He told them to sit and went one at a time, instructed each to stand, asking simple little questions. Nothing personal or embarrassing but funny things. I don't remember most of them, but when it was Trisha's turn, he asked her if she had any unusual pets that could do tricks? "I have a kitty that can fly," she responded. I suppressed the urge to break out laughing, but I wanted to see what was going to happen. He asked her to tell us about her kitty and show us how he flies. "He's a little kitty, he's all white. He likes to jump on top of the refrigerator, then fly off of it." She spread her arms out and mimicked flying all over the stage. I wished I had a video camera! I wondered where the heck this flying kitty story had come from. When he'd finished with them, and they sat down in their chairs, he asked how many were here with a boyfriend, girlfriend, wife or husband? Four of the adults raised their hands. He told them, "Until midnight tonight, whenever you hear or see the words rodeo or roundup, you're going to have an uncontrollable urge to kiss your partner." Wow, I thought, I wondered if that was going to be for real? This could be fun! Then he went on, "When I clap my hands, you'll wake up. You won't remember anything except that you got sleepy but never did go to sleep." Then he clapped his hands, and all became instantly alert. He thanked them all, told them that they'd been wonderful, except it was too bad he hadn't been able to hypnotize them, said that they could go, turned and bowed to the audience to a huge applause. When Trisha walked back to me, the first thing she said was, "See, I told you he wouldn't be able to hypnotize me." I couldn't help but laugh at that! "Yeah, it is too bad, it would have been fun." I answered. Then Angelo says, "Thank you all for coming to my show, I hope you all enjoyed the rodeo today." Trisha looked at me with a funny look on her face, wrapped her arms around my head and gave me a huge lip smacker, tongue and all. When she pulled away a moment later, breathless, she said, "Wow, where the heck did that come from? I absolutely couldn't resist!" People all around us were snickering. Several had heard her say she wasn't hypnotized and the obvious was kind of funny to them. I thought it was cooler than hell! I liked it! I took her hand, and we walked on down the street. Just down half a block or so was the mechanical bull. I looked at Trisha kind of expectantly. "NO, I am not getting on that thing!" She sounded a little undecided, so I asked her, "You sure? It looks like fun." "You talked me into that hypnosis thing that was a flop, and I draw the line at trying to kill myself. I am simply too young to die!" I thought she was exaggerating a little. Maybe a few broken bones but it certainly wouldn't kill her. What's a broken bone or two when you're having fun? You might wonder why I didn't volunteer to ride it if I thought it'd be so much fun for Trisha. It's obvious! I would, but I was driving. Broken bones and driving simply don't go together. It was getting a little late, after ten, and I admit I was anxious to get to our room with Trisha, especially after that kiss. We walked back toward the street where our car was, stopping momentarily to listen to another country band when I finally saw Michelle and Shaun on the other side of the street. Mmm, she looked good in her western blouse short leather skirt and cowgirl boots. I've watched Shaun making love with my wife, even fucking her in the ass. But somehow, seeing them here, on a date out in the public with Shaun's arm possessively around her waist and the two of them laughing together made me feel more jealous of him than anything they'd done before. It didn't seem like I had any right to be jealous since I was only a few minutes from taking my girl with me to our hotel room but that didn't stop the jealousy from burning inside me. I couldn't help it though, every time I thought how jealous I was of Shaun having my wife, it turned me on so much! We crossed the street, and I gave my wife a nice hug. She greeted Trisha warmly and said, "I didn't know you were coming to Pendleton. How long have you been here?" Without thinking, I answered, "We came down this morning and went to the rodeo. I hoped to see you there." Michelle started to respond, but Trisha already had her arms wrapped around me and her lips on mine. Never one to take advantage of an innocent girl who was apparently influenced by outside factors, I opened my mouth so her tongue could slide in and pulled her tighter to me. Trisha's hands were entangling themselves in my hair while she was making love with my mouth. When she finally pulled away, she said, "Oh God, I don't know what came over me, I just had to do that!" Then she looked over at my wife who was staring open-mouthed, and her face turned bright red. I cannot even come close to expressing how happy I was that I'd coaxed Trisha into that little hypnosis thing. I looked at Michelle, shrugged my shoulders and said, "I guess I'm just irresistible." We talked a few minutes, and I couldn't help but notice Shaun pulling Michelle tighter to him as if he wanted to let me know that she was his girl tonight and what they'd be doing together a little later. I both loved and hated it, but what I was certain of was that my cock was hard as a rock. I needed to get Trisha up to our hotel. Between those kisses, the sexual tension from the whole day and seeing my sexy wife with Shaun, I felt an urgent need to get Trisha alone with me! I told Michelle I hoped she'd have a good night for which she winked, indicating she was indeed planning on it. Then Trisha and I walked the five blocks back to my car, which seemed a lot longer than before. I wasn't nearly so horny then! Motel 6 is only a little over a mile from downtown, so it only took us a few minutes to get there. I parked, and we both went into the lobby to check in. As I was signing the papers and writing down my license number, the clerk asked if this was the first time we'd been to the Round-up? Trisha dropped her bag and pulled me to her for another of those great kisses. Each time she seemed to get more passionate. This time, Trish kissed all over my face before landing on my lips, opening her mouth for my tongue, engulfing me with her passion. It seemed every time she heard one of those words the kiss became better, sexier and more passionate. The clerk was watching us slack-jawed, undoubtedly developing a tent in his pants as well. When Trisha finally backed away and caught her breath, I whispered to the clerk, "She's a little anxious I think." Understatement of the year! We got our room key and practically ran to our room, the tension becoming more evident with each step. As soon as the door closed behind us, the first words out of my mouth were, "Rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo!" As I'd hoped, Trisha attacked me again, her lips on mine and tearing at my shirt. I much more calmly unsnapped her blouse, then her bra and took a nipple in my mouth. The moment my mouth touched her nipple, I felt her tense up and let out that deep moan, signaling an impending orgasm. As I sucked her breast into my mouth and slid my knee between her legs, rubbing her in that nether region, she started trembling from deep down and let out a loud screech as her orgasm hit her. We scrambled toward the bed as we shed the rest of our clothes, Trisha pushing me on my back, sinking her pussy down on my erection. Oh God, she felt so damn good! I'd been wanting her, sometimes desperately ever since picking her up in the morning and now we were finally there, with Trisha's heat wrapped around me. She started violently throwing her arms up and down and yelling "Yeehaw!" while she plunged my shaft in and out of her. I finally realized what she was doing, pretending I was her bucking bronco, and she was the rider from the rodeo. When I realized that, I got into the act as well, doing my best to buck her off, throwing my hips back and forth, up and down as she was riding me with her gorgeous breasts flying every direction. Talk about wild and wooly sex! The real cowboys only rode their bronco for eight seconds; Trisha rode me a lot longer than that! They weren't having nearly the fun either. Both of us were grunting and groaning, me trying to throw her but steadying her with my hands to keep her from actually falling off. No way in hell did I want that to happen! My cock was in and out of her in an experience I'd certainly never had before, and I doubt she'd had either. When my orgasm started to build, I knew it was going to be another experience for the ages. When I knew I was beyond the point of no return, I grabbed her and pulled her down onto me and plunged my hips up into her and felt like my whole insides were exploding around me. From Trisha's reaction, I think she was feeling much the same kind of orgasm. My heart must have been beating two or three hundred beats per minute, and I could barely breathe when it was finally over. Trisha had collapsed on my chest, and I held her tight to me, my cock gradually softening inside her. When she rolled off of me, I realized we were both covered in wet perspiration, and it must have taken ten minutes for my heart rate to slow to somewhat normal. She had rolled away, and I wrapped an arm around her and whispered in her ear, "I think I'd like to do that again sometime!" She responded with, "Uhh, me too!" As we spooned together, I quietly asked her, "Have you ever had a kitten that could fly?" She rolled back over, sat up on an elbow a little bit and asked me, "What? Where did you hear that?" I didn't answer her, instead asking, "Well, did you?" She explained... "Years ago, I remember I used to have dreams about a kitten, but I never told anyone about them." "Was it a white kitten that flew off the top of the refrigerator?" I asked. Her eyes were wide and her face showing astonishment when she whispered, "Yes." She paused a little before asking, "How, how can you know about that?" I told her about the hypnosis; the flying kitten, the cold and hot she experienced as well as unbuttoning her blouse to cool off. As I was talking, her face took on a look of total disbelief. "But, I know he never hypnotized us, I heard him say that none of us were. He gave up after just a few minutes and let us back off the stage." "You all were for probably forty-five minutes or so. He asked everyone silly questions like, "Did you have a talented pet?" He sent you out in a blizzard, and I watched you shivering then warming up by the wood stove. When he told you it was so hot outside, you had three snaps undone before he stopped you." Trisha's face was red with embarrassment. She whispered, mostly to herself, "I don't remember any of it. All I remember is he made me a little bit sleepy then said he hadn't been able to hypnotize us, so we left. I don't understand." "At the end, he told you that you wouldn't remember anything except getting sleepy. He did one more thing too." I think she was almost afraid now, "What?" "Before he woke you up, he told you that whenever you heard the word rodeo or roundup that you'd need to kiss your partner." Now she looked horrified, "I didn't understand why I needed to kiss you so badly, but I wanted you and couldn't resist. You mean it was from those words?" I could see her wheels still turning inside her head so I waited before I spoke. She went on, "Then why just now when you told me that, you used those words, and it didn't do anything. Why not now?" Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 04b I looked at the clock; it read twelve forty-five. "Because he limited it until midnight. It only was supposed to be until then." I think she finally was accepting the fact that she'd been hypnotized. She asked, "Did I do anything to embarrass myself, other than what you said?" I laughed, "No, I'd have loved it but it was a family show and the closest anyone came was a few buttons or snaps on blouses, and as soon as he saw that, he stopped it. I wished I'd had a video camera to show it all to you." That's when she dropped the bomb laughing, "You did silly on your cell phone!" The cell phone! Dammit! It was in my shirt pocket the whole time. We finally kissed and tried to go to sleep. After a few minutes of lying quietly together, Trisha whispered, "Thank you for today, it was wonderful." I pulled her a little tighter to me, and we both went to sleep. I awoke the next morning to someone shaking me. It took me a few minutes to realize where I was and who was doing the shaking. "Come on sleepyhead, get up and come shower with me." Ohh, I wasn't ready to get up and shower. Then I realized that I'd heard the words, 'with me.' If anything was going to wake me up that morning, it was those two words in the same sentence as the word 'shower' from the gorgeous girl I'd just spent the night with. I rolled out of bed, landing on the floor and realized I was naked. I stumbled to my feet and tried to slip quietly into the bathroom. When I opened the door, the first thing I saw in the steamy room was the very naked Trisha behind the frosted shower door standing in profile with the spray running over her face washing her hair. I couldn't help but just stand there a moment staring at the glorious scene. I relieved myself then stepped in behind her, snuggling up behind her with my hands cupping her wet, slippery breasts and kissed the nape of her neck. My cock was throbbing, nestled tightly between us as I pressed myself to her, my fingers rolling her nipples. Trisha leaned her head back against me and moaned, "Mmm, I didn't think you'd ever get here. That feels so good!" Trisha turned around, pressing herself tightly to me and kissed me, wrapping her arms around my neck and running her fingers through my hair. I kissed her back, our tongues intertwined and I felt her melt in our embrace. My hands roamed her back, down to her firm butt, back up the small of her back and down to her butt cheeks again. Oh, how I wanted to go slow and savor her femininity but with her passion, the hot water running over our bodies and the feel of her body against mine I was almost instantly past the point of no return. I pulled her up against me, her legs were wrapped around me, and my cock slipped inside her, buried all the way in her hot, wet core. We turned sideways in the shower, so that Trisha's back was against the wall and started fucking each other, our mouths still engulfed in that kiss. I pushed myself in and out of her, my orgasm already beginning to build so that we both started moaning and couldn't maintain our mouths together from the moans. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and Trisha arched her back, literally pushing her breast into my mouth. I learned last night how sensitive her breasts were and this morning was no different. When my mouth circled her nipple, her body stiffened and shook as I plunged once, twice, deep inside her and couldn't hold back my orgasm a second longer. I heard my own wailing as my cock erupted inside her. My suddenly rubbery legs couldn't support a feather, and we both slipped sideways down on the floor of the shower, the hot water still spraying over us. My plan to slowly seduce and eventually make love with her in the shower had been well and thoroughly discarded. I didn't think either of us was complaining, however. We lay there on the floor of the shower, Trisha's head snuggled against my chest as I gently ran my fingers through her hair, simply savoring each other for several minutes. We finally stood and spent the next half hour washing each other off. I'd have loved to make love with her again, but after the intensity of what we'd just experienced it simply wasn't possible. One nice thing about a hotel shower is that you don't have to worry about running out of hot water. We'd have run out long before we finally got out if we'd been home. Trisha needed to be at work in the early afternoon, so we had to hurry the rest of the morning. We only had time to stop at B's Cafe for a quick breakfast and by the time I got her home, she had an hour and a half before she had to report for duty at the Black Angus. She wanted to invite me in and show me her apartment (especially her bedroom), but there simply wasn't time. She told me what a wonderful weekend she had, and I promised we'd do it again sometime, hopefully not too far in the future. We kissed goodbye, and I drove home, awaiting Michelle's return from her weekend with Shaun. My wife got home about four that afternoon. She was radiant with that 'well fucked' look. I suspect she noticed I was glowing as well. We were both in a fantastic mood after a very enjoyable weekend. We'd realized that it was actually kind of fun not to share details with each other, to let our imagination of the other's lovemaking run wild. I did have to tell Michelle about Trisha's hypnosis experience. By the time I was done, she was laughing hysterically. When we went to bed that night and lay there kissing, I wondered if she'd been in the '69' position with Shaun's cock far down her throat. We still rarely did that when we made love, focusing more on our love and affection for each other. Except, on those special occasions when our libido is heightened to the limits, like after I watch her at the Honey Bunzz or with Shaun. That night was one of those affectionate nights. We had a need to re-assert our love for each other. I'd had the mad fucking experiences of last night and that morning and wanted to make love with my wife, not fuck her. After that morning, I wasn't sure I'd be able to do it at all, but it was the opposite. We spent a lot of time with gentle foreplay and by the time we were both needy enough, and I entered her, we managed to make love for over half an hour, very gradually building to what seemed almost like a drug-induced emotional high before our climax. Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 04c The following Friday we were planning on going to a square dance festival at Wallowa Lake, Oregon with Jim and Joan. We'd be camping at Wallowa Lake State Park so Monday evening Michelle and I started getting our camping equipment ready to go. We were all going in their Toyota Sienna minivan so we'd have room for the camping equipment, clean clothes and square dance outfits. We didn't need to take much food since there's a Safeway in Enterprise, only a few miles away. We had everything pretty much ready to go by Tuesday night, so Michelle told me she wanted to spend Wednesday and Thursday nights with Shaun. It made me a little suspicious that that was why she wanted everything ready to go so soon. It was okay, though, I still enjoy her spending time with Shaun, even all night. It did get lonesome, though. I called Jaqui Wednesday evening, and we talked nearly an hour. I told her about Michelle deciding she wanted to be a regular at the exotic dance club, which surprised Jacqui. She said a lot about her new job and how well it was going. "No, I haven't met anyone yet," she told me. She'd been to dinner at one of her married employee's house, Brenda. Brenda has a single brother she's been hinting at fixing a date with Jacqui, and he was there for dinner. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, a twinge of jealousy but I also want her to be happy. She said she did like him, he's a good guy with a sense of humor but didn't ask her out. She sounded a little disappointed about that. We finally got off the phone, and I climbed into bed, alternatively day-dreaming of making love with Jacqui again and what Shaun and Michelle were doing. I don't think I'll ever get tired of imagining how the two of them might be making out, making love - or fucking, whichever might be the case. Jim, Joan, Michelle and I had all agreed to take Friday afternoon off work so we could leave and get to Wallowa Lake and get our camp set up in time to go to the dance that evening. Jim and Joan arrived at our house shortly after noon, and we started loading our stuff in their van. Everything was loaded, and we were ready to go before Michelle got home. That was the first time I'd seen her since Wednesday morning. God, she was gorgeous! I don't think I'll ever get over it. Michelle needed to change her clothes from her office outfit into something more comfortable for traveling. The rest of us can be informal at work, but Michelle always needs to dress nicely at the law office. Shortly after we left, Michelle said she'd dropped her cell phone under the seat. Jim stopped so I could help her retrieve it. I tipped the seat forward as far as it'd go and crawled in alongside it trying to reach under the back seat where Michelle said she thought her phone was and promptly got stuck. I wiggled and squirmed trying to get out as the other three were laughing their heads off. After they'd pulled me out from the beside the seat, Michelle, red-faced showed me her phone - it had fallen in front, not back. She'd just reached down and picked it up from under the front of the seat while I was trying to free myself. That's how most of our trips with Jim and Joan always are; some silly thing happens to leave us all laughing hysterically. Our trip to Spokane three years ago for the National Square Dance Festival was classic - a whole story in itself. It's a four-hour drive to Wallowa Lake, and when we got there, we set up the tent. Yes, I said 'tent,' not plural. One sleeping tent for the four of us. Two queen air mattresses with about two feet between them. Not much opportunity for privacy. There are some people Michelle, and I could be with that the lack of privacy wouldn't bother us. For instance, if it had been Shaun and Jacqui or Trisha, we'd have switched partners and had a wonderful time. But not Jim and Joan, they're square dance friends, not sexual. We all like to flirt a little but nothing more. They'd be utterly shocked if they knew about our extra-curricular activities. Our flirting does sometimes get a little risqué though. One time we were all in a single hotel room, before Michelle and I started our sex games. Jim and Michelle were fighting over the TV remote, she was in bed, hiding the remote under her nightgown, under the blankets. Jim went right in after it. I never was certain exactly where he'd retrieved it from, but when I climbed in with her, I realized she didn't have anything on under her nightgown, and Michelle's nipples were pretty pronounced and hard. Jim and I let the girls get dressed for the dance first. Friday night was informal so no skirts. Michelle wore a pair of blue jeans and blouse. I've mentioned before how sexy she is in blue jeans and that night was no exception. Michelle is always popular because she's so beautiful. Joan is attractive too, but nothing like Michelle. Funny thing is we've rarely seen any real, overt affection between Jim and Joan like Michelle, and I commonly do. Square dancing, contrary to popular opinion, is a dance of the hands, not feet. With virtually every movement, you touch hands with the next person as you go through the move, usually the opposite sex. Your feet simply follow where your hands are supposed to be. The downside of that is when you're horny as I was that particular Friday; you are constantly holding hands with different members of the opposite sex and trading partners. I've always Thought that square dancing is the ultimate in wife-swapping. I can't help but notice the soft, feminine hands or their waists as we swing - It's not intended to be sexual, but sometimes it's simply unavoidable. Michelle and I hadn't had sex since that fantastic Sunday night. Monday and Tuesday we were both pretty zonked out from the weekend, and then she went to Shaun's Wednesday after work. In my world, that's an eternity without sex. The constant touching and hand holding was making me more and more horny throughout the evening. Lots of the ladies are very attractive, and it's hard not to imagine what a little more intimate touching might be like. Each set of the individual sets of dances is called a 'tip'. Each tip consists of the caller putting the dancers through a fairly random set of square dance movements, or 'patter' calls in time to whatever music he/she chooses. The 2nd half is a singing call, with square dance calls incorporated into country-western songs. At the beginning of one tip about halfway through the dance, I whispered into Michelle's ear, "I'm horny, it's going to be a long night tonight!" We both knew we wouldn't be able to fool around with Jim and Joan sleeping only a few feet away. She simply smiled at me as the caller began his patter. We enjoyed the challenge of the calls and the interaction with the other dancers, me especially enjoying the touchy-feely with the other lady dancers. At the short break between the patter and singing call when the caller was looking for music for the singing call, Michelle whispered back to me, "Good thing I brought my flannel jammies then, isn't it?" Then her eyes left mine, and her face was expressionless like she hadn't just reminded me again what wouldn't be happening later. After we sat down and were watching the round dancers (similar to ballroom dancing, with steps directed by a cuer), Michelle whispered to me, "See the cute, young guy in the red shirt right over there?" She discretely pointed him out to me. "I'm going to ask him to be my partner next tip and if we disappear for a while afterward, don't come out back looking for me, it might be nasty." I looked at her like I knew she had to be kidding. We've never done anything like that at a square dance. A little teasing and flirting but nothing like that! When the round dance was nearly over, I was surprised that she did get up and talk to him. When the dancers were forming squares on the floor, he walked over to her and took her hand, leading led her to a square, a big smile on his face. While they were waiting in their square, holding hands, she whispered something in his ear. His smile got even wider, and he put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to him for a brief instant. I sat there utterly flabbergasted. She was going to do what she said! I couldn't believe how hard my cock had suddenly gotten. Maybe I imagined things, but I was sure his swinging of her was much more intimate than normal, and he certainly didn't let go of her hand except when necessary. The dance ended, and he walked Michelle over to where I sat. He told me, "Thank you for lending me your wife for a while, that was fun." I smiled at him and told him I was glad he enjoyed her for a few minutes. She sat down, and he walked back to where he'd been sitting before. I looked at Michelle, asking her, "Well, are you going to disappear for a few minutes?" "Do you want me to?" She asked me teasingly. "Isn't that what you told him?" "I just told him that my husband suggested I dance with him and maybe flirt a little." I took her hand and squeezed it. It was obvious she was trying to drive me crazy. By the time the dance was over at ten-thirty, I was a shaking blob of hormones. I wanted to take Michelle back to our tent and make mad, passionate love with her! Unfortunately, as I mentioned earlier, we had no privacy, and it simply wasn't going to happen. It was late when we got back to our camp. Jim and I let our ladies use the tent first to climb in bed. When they yelled at us that they were in bed, we followed. Both were inside the bag pulled up to their chins, looking toward the outside of the tent when Jim and I undressed and climbed in with our respective wives. Even Michelle's flannel pajamas were sexy I thought, so I anticipated a long, frustrating night. She was still facing away from me, so I scooted over to spoon her from the rear. Oh God, I didn't feel the flannel I was expecting. Instead, she was wearing a soft, silky gown that felt so good against her skin. I didn't dare say anything because there was no way to whisper quietly enough so that our friends wouldn't hear. Instead, my fingers encircled her nipple and started gently squeezing and rolling it from outside her gown. Two could play at this 'torture your spouse' game! I knew that from the way she'd acted at the dance she was horny as hell too! Michelle's hips started moving, pushing back against my erection, only causing me to redouble my efforts. I cupped her breast in my hand, gently caressing her. Michelle started to moan a little, and I stopped momentarily, to remind her she had to be quiet. I was hoping our friends would go to sleep quickly, which they normally did. Even then I knew we wouldn't be able to finish without likely waking them. When Michelle quieted down again, I resumed caressing her body with my hand and kissing the back of her neck. I wanted my hand under her gown, but it was long and didn't have any buttons I could undo. I had to be satisfied with caressing through the silky material, not that bad! As I was caressing Michelle's hips, moving my hands closer and closer to her sex, she reached behind her and through the fly of my boxers, gripped my cock in her hand. I nearly involuntarily let out a groan of enjoyment/frustration before I caught myself. Michelle rolled onto her back, and her lips met mine in a silent kiss. At least, we both tried to keep it quiet, but our passion for each other was starting to override our concern for modesty. She spread her legs apart a little, and I was able to push the material down into her pussy, rubbing up and down along the slit between her legs. My rational brain knew we had to stop this, but my lips worked their way down to her shoulder and over a nipple, nipping gently through her nightgown. My wife's hand continued working its way up and down on my fully erect shaft, and I felt a small amount of pre-cum seep out which only added to my torture as Michelle found it and spread the slickness with her hand. I engulfed her breast in my mouth, trying to stifle my moan of pleasure. When I felt a little more in control of myself again, I reached up and pulled the strap off her shoulder so I could push the material down and suck with no cloth between my mouth and her nipple. Michelle pulled a pillow over her mouth trying to muffle her moans. My free hand reached down to the bottom of her gown, and she lifted herself off the mattress a little so I could push it up past her waist. Thankfully, I started to hear snoring from the other side of the tent, but it didn't matter to me any longer. If Jim or Joan were awake and heard us, so be it. I simply wasn't able to control myself any longer. I pushed Michelle over on her side away from me, and she reached her top leg over my waist, and my cock found its way into her sopping wet, slick pussy. I pushed just a little and was buried all the way inside her. Michelle was holding the pillow tightly to her mouth, but I still heard her muffled groans, and I know she heard mine, even though I was doing my best to muffle myself in the back of her neck. I'd reached my hand the rest of the way up under her nightgown, cupping a nipple in my fingers as my cock worked its way in and out of Michelle's pussy. Her hips were working their way up and down as well in conjunction with my thrusts into her. One thing we could be thankful for is that air mattresses don't squeak. We hadn't made love with each other since Sunday night, and her body against mine felt so unbelievably good! I know she'd been making love with Shaun, probably even that morning before work, which made my need for her, even more, acute. The closer I came to my orgasm the more difficult, it was to keep quiet. Michelle had a pillow over her face muffling the noises escaping her mouth, but I had to muffle myself. I think as my orgasm hit, it felt even stronger due to the need to stay quiet. I wanted to scream in pleasure, but I'd expended my energy in the intensity of my climax. When I managed to breathe again, and my heart had slowed back to somewhat normal, I was relieved to hear quiet snoring on the other side of the tent. Apparently we hadn't awakened our friends. I whispered in Michelle's ear, "I thought you said you were wearing flannel tonight?" She rolled over toward me and quietly replied, "Hunha, I just told you I brought it, didn't say I was going to wear it." "Mmm, that was dirty! But I'm glad you didn't. I like this one." "I thought you would; it's the one I bought to seduce Shaun right after we started fucking. He likes it too." I stifled another little groan, and we lay quietly for several minutes until I was nearly asleep when Michelle whispered in my ear, "But I still want the guy in the red shirt!" Then she rolled over, leaving me suddenly wide awake and horny again. Dammit, she knows how to turn me on! The next morning I almost expected one of our friends to hint that they heard some strange noises last night. Thankfully, neither of them let on that they'd heard a thing. We'd started a tradition of a big sourdough pancake breakfast Saturday morning for the square dancers a couple of years before. Jim and Joan had gone huckleberry picking a month or so earlier, so we had sourdough huckleberry pancakes, a real treat. Along with my homemade maple syrup and sausage patties. We had twenty-eight people show up for breakfast, but I was a little disappointed that Michelle's new boyfriend from last night wasn't there. After we had eaten, we drove to Joseph to wander through the art shops. Joseph is a small town, population around a thousand, at the base of 'Little Switzerland', a mountainous paradise with Wallowa Lake, carved by a glacier eons ago, as its jewel. Artists - sculptors and painters have transformed the town into an art-lovers paradise. There are two bronze factories attracting sculptors from all over the country and so many art galleries that it takes over a day to visit them all. Our problem is that it's all original art, extremely expensive, typically thousands of dollars and sometimes tens of thousands. We look but don't buy! That evening we got ready for the dance starting at eight. As usual, we let Michelle and Joan use the tent to get dressed first. Then when they were finishing with makeup and things in the public restrooms, Jim and I got dressed in the tent. Michelle wore her brown skirt with the light brown, loose-fitting satin top and gold square dance slip. The skirt had pretty butterfly decorations, and the blouse was a low cut v-neck showing a good amount of her cleavage with ruffles around the neckline and down the front with three-quarter sleeves. She looked and felt hot and sexy! Dancing with her in that satin top takes on an entirely different aura of sexuality. I could hardly wait to see the reaction of the guy in the red shirt from last night. I wore my matching brown shirt and gold tie, blue jeans and cowboy boots. I meant to mention a little about the square dance hall at Wallowa Lake. It's over a century old wooden building still in the original condition except for the semi-modern wiring and plumbing. The old floor's a bit wavy, but that only makes dancing on it more of a fun challenge. It's a perfect building for square dancing! I think it's only used occasionally for special events. The only time I've ever seen it used is for these annual square dances. Michelle and I danced the first three tips together. I was a little suspicious about her top so when swinging her the first time I nudged my hand a little higher on her back than normal, not feeling any bra strap. I'd thought I'd notice her breasts swinging a little more freely than normal and apparently she wasn't wearing a bra. That made me all the more eager for her to dance with red-shirt guy. He finally asked her on the 4th tip. Watching her dance with him, I could see a little more what she had underneath her slip as well. Her nylons weren't pantyhose; they were stockings with a lacy top ending just below her skimpy pettipants (ruffled panties designed for people to see when the girl twirls her skirt). Red-shirt guy was wearing a much nicer light blue western shirt and dark blue tie. His nametag said his name's Brian, from the big city of Halfway, Oregon (halfway between somewhere and nowhere!). He was still 'red-shirt guy' to me. He and Michelle danced two tips while I asked a single lady from Baker City - Katie; then a married woman whose husband wanted to sit one out to dance with me. It's not particularly uncommon for a spouse to dance with another guy or girl, so nobody paid any attention to Michelle and Brian. They might have if they'd heard what Michelle had told me in the middle of the night, "I want the guy in the red shirt." I knew what she meant by 'wanting him.' He discovered right away that she wasn't wearing a bra because his hand was high on her back for the swings instead of on her waist, where it's more customary. I know I'd been a little guilty of feeling the edge of her boob with my thumb and wondered if he'd been doing that as well. She danced the two tips with him, then another with me and when the break came for the round dancers, she said she needed to use the restroom. I never thought anything about it until she hadn't come back to the next tip. I asked Katie from Halfway for another dance and looked around, not seeing either Michelle or red-shirt guy anywhere. Then I was wishing I hadn't asked Katie for the dance so I could walk around behind the hall and see if I could find her and what she was doing. Alas, it was not to be. Although Katie was attractive and fun to dance with my brain wasn't particularly into the dancing, and I messed up the square two or three times, breaking it down completely by making mistakes. Toward the end of the singing call, I saw red-shirt guy sitting but still couldn't find Michelle. Was it my imagination or did he have a well-satisfied smirk on his face?