Soldier's Return

It had been a long 9-month tour of duty. We landed at the airport about an hour ago and were on our way to the reception center to meet up with our families.

Charlene and I had been together for over ten years before this deployment but had fallen into a rut before I left. I was still unsure of what to expect after my arrival... if she was at the reception center. I fully expected her to not be there; to have run because of the stress of military life.

The bus pulled into the parking lot near the Drill Hall and we all got out, falling into position. The band started up and we marched into the center. The general gave us all a "Job well done" and we were dismissed. I scanned the crowd and finally saw her at the same time she saw me.

Charlene was dressed up slightly to receive me home. In fact, she was wearing make-up, which surprised me since she had stopped 3 years into our marriage. As we approached each other she gave me a strong hug, grabbing my ass, then giving me a long and wet kiss.

"I missed you so much and am so glad you're home," she remarked.

I said that she looked beautiful, which was the truth. She had on, a snug white blouse with a plunging neckline, and a tight pair of jeans. As a statement, she wore long stiletto heeled shoes... my favorite.

I then realised that she brought our neighbor Jennifer too. She was dressed sexily which I expected; she had gotten divorced during my tour and was probably hunting a young soldier. She was wearing a nice grey skirt and a black sleeveless turtle neck. She finished off the outfit with stockings and even higher stiletto heels than Charlene.

Jennifer took my pack and I grabbed the rest of my kit; we walked to the SUV and stored everything in back. Jennifer grabbed the keys to drive and Charlene ushered me into the back seat.

"We couldn't get a limo, so Jennifer volunteered to drive," Charlene noted while giving Jennifer a wink. Charlene settled in beside me and we departed the parking lot.

At first, she rested her hand on my thigh and we made small talk. As we approached the gate of the base, her hand slowly moved toward my crotch. Her hand finally rested on my growing bulge; it had been a long tour, and while I had released some tension, it couldn't beat the sensation of a woman.

As we passed the last building before the gate, she unzipped my pants and began to rub my cock through my boxers. I let out a slight moan as we passed by the saluting guards at the gate.

She pulled my boxers down and took a good grip of my cock. Licking her lips hungrily, she plunged her mouth on it. I must have gasped as Jennifer looked in the rear-view mirror with a mischievous grin.

She had never given me head before, let alone in a semi-public space like the back of the car. I began to feel my blood surge to my penis, more so than it had in past 9 months. My body was struggling with my mind though knowing that Jennifer was in the front and could see everything.

"Honey, you don't have too... Jennifer can see everything!"

She lifted in her seat, looked at Jennifer in the mirror.

"Let me taste, Jennifer."

Jennifer brought her hand up and Charlene grabbed her hand and started licking the three already moist fingers.

"You taste sweet today, but who said you can rub your pussy while I please my man?" Charlene asked.

"Nobody Mistress; but the sensations..."

It took a second for the word Mistress to register, along with being home and getting head in the back of the car my mind started racing trying to figure out what the hell was going on between my wife and my neighbor.

"Drive with both hands on the wheel and use Whiskey Road... it's the bumpiest; that should be a good start to your punishment."

I must have looked shocked when Charlene grabbed my cock again, looking at me innocently

"Things have changed baby. I'll fill you in when we get home."

She again lowered her head onto my cock, teasing the head with her tongue and taking the entire shaft down her throat. I rested my hand on her head and she moaned... pulling her lips off my member she looked me in the eyes and said, "I want all your seed in my mouth baby."

I pushed her mouth back on and she continued; reaching between my legs to grab my balls and massage them.

We turned onto the Whiskey Road and the ride got rough. This accentuated the glorious head I was receiving and apparently affected Jennifer too. Looking in the rear-view mirror I could see her biting her lip and trembling. I too was starting to tremble. I was past the point of no return and I told Charlene I was going to cum.

She positioned her lips on the top of my penis and started to pump harder and faster with her hand until I shot my load into her mouth. I figured she would spit it out but instead looked me in the eyes and swallowed every speck. I had never had an orgasm from oral before let alone the intense orgasm I had. The feeling from her doing this made me wonder if this "new" Charlene would reignite our passion.

She put my cock back into my underwear and zipped me up.

"Can't have the neighbors thinking you don't know how to dress!"

As we pulled into the driveway, Jennifer was almost in convulsions.

"Run to your spot and relax appropriately Jennifer," said Charlene matter-of-factly.

"Yes, Mistress," was the lone reply.

We grabbed my bags and entered the house. It had changed. There was Jennifer on the dogs' bed, legs splayed with both hands working her pussy until she screamed and squirted at least 3 feet out.

"Look at the mess you made Jennifer... lick it clean," ordered Charlene. I stood there holding my bags, mouth agape, as Jennifer crawled around on her hands and knees licking up her orgasms squirt fluid.

What the fuck is going on? was running through my head; was I coming home to a twilight zone of strange sex in my own house?

"Come sit down, Honey," Charlene beckoned siting down on the leather couch. I sat apprehensively and she handed me a beer.

"Some things have changed since you left. I've discovered a part of me that I didn't know existed, thanks to Jennifer," Charlene started, "When Jennifer got a divorce and told me about what happened we started growing closer. When sharing supper one night I dropped a fork; as I bent over Jennifer grabbed my ass. I stood in shock and slapped her. Then we started to make out passionately! The feeling was so intense, we ended up tasting each other's pussy that night!" I sat in stunned silence; this was coming from a woman who refused to do anything but missionary with me.

"I felt in control when she was licking my pussy, holding her head between my legs until I came in her mouth. Things escalated from there. She sold her house and lives in the basement now; at my... our beck and call."

I finished my beer and felt overwhelmed. My wife had become some sort of dominatrix to a live-in slave... and somehow from her emphasizing "our" apparently, I was involved.

"Why don't you go have a shower? I laid out a suit for you, we can go for supper tonight at the fancy restaurant you like." I nodded and stood up.

"Jennifer, go wash Sir properly and help him dress."

Not knowing what that meant, I climbed the stairs to the master bedroom and started to undo my shirt, only to have Jennifer enter my room and brush my hands aside. "Allow me, Sir."

Jennifer proceeded to undress me, then undressed herself. "Watch me undress Sir; I am here for your pleasure."

She started to pull her turtleneck up revealing a flat stomach before her black bra enclosed breast fell out, nipples already hard. My cock began to twitch in excitement as the blood flowed down again. Unzipping her skirt, she turned and bent over pulling it down. She stood there back to me in only her black lace bra, garters and stockings; I then realized she hadn't been wearing underwear at all.

"I see you enjoy the view, Sir," she said as she turned to me and smiled a naughty grin.

She unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor and revealing a gorgeous pair of well paid for breasts (she had gotten implants after her divorce).

She sat on the bed and unhooked the garters, seductively pulling down her stockings before wriggling out of the garters. My penis was fully at attention and shuddering to get attention.

She took me by the hand and led me to the shower. Running the shower wand over our bodies then lathering up a loofah, Jennifer washed every part of my body. Then, without a blink of an eye, she turned her back to me, grabbed my erect penis and guided it into her pussy.

"Jennifer, I am honoured but I can't... if Charlene knew..." My words got cut off by a cough on the other side of the glass shower wall.

Charlene was sitting on the counter wearing latex garters holding up sheer stockings and nothing else. She was furiously working a large dildo in and out of her wet pussy.

"Please continue Hun. It makes me happy to see our bitch make you happy!" Jennifer kept bouncing back on my hard cock and I felt close to coming when she suddenly stopped.

Opening the shower door, she dragged me by my penis to Charlene.

"May I help, Mistress?" Jennifer queried. Charlene nodded. Jennifer guided my penis back into her sopping hole then proceeded to plant her mouth firmly on Charlene's pussy. Charlene let out a gasp, grabbing Jennifer's head and grinding her pussy hard.

"Don't cum until I squirt please!" Charlene screamed.

Two minutes later Charlene screamed for God and coated Jennifer's face in her juices. It was too much for me, I tried to withdraw to cum on Jennifer's back, but she held me in, coating her vagina with my loads of cum.

I pulled out and took a step back, expecting to receive a flourish of verbal abuse. I had never come in another woman let alone in front of my wife and was worried what Charlene would do.

It turned out that Charlene was already on all fours licking my semen out of Jennifer's pussy.

I wiped myself off, and let the girls finish what they were doing. I got in my suit and went downstairs. I poured a scotch and stared at the lake that bordered my property.

What does the rest of the night have in store? I wondered.