Advice for Ed's Wife, Ch. 2
After some of my friends read Chapter 1 before I published it, they suggested that I write a sequel. Here is a
fictional
story as an aftermath of the first encounter.
It had been several weeks since Caroline had asked me for advice regarding the lack of sex in her marriage to Ed. I was concerned that we had not heard from them because I know that I overstepped my boundaries with her. Finally, about 4 weeks or so later we received an invitation to come to their house for dinner.
On the appointed day and time we arrived at their lovely home up in the mountains. As we got out of our car, Ed and Caroline both came out on the driveway to welcome us. My wife and I hugged each one of them. We gave Caroline a bottle of wine knowing how much she loves wine. We retired to inside their home and were lead out onto the upper deck where Ed had the BBQ grill going. He put on some steaks and we sat down around a table and enjoyed some hors d'oeuvres. My wife and Ed both drank beer while Caroline drank the wine we had brought to her. Knowing that I don't drink, they had made a pitcher of iced tea for me. We talked about some recent improvements they had made to their house and also talked about politics, a favorite subject of Ed.
Ed got up to check the meat on the grill and said, "The steaks are getting done. Caroline, I think you should get the side dishes ready."
Caroline got up and headed into the kitchen. My wife got up and went over to Ed to see to it that our steaks were cooked a bit more. I had drunk several glasses of iced tea while we were talking so I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I went into the kitchen where Caroline was microwaving something.
"I really need to use the bathroom. Which one is the closest?" I asked her.
"Come this way. I'll show you." She lead me down the hallway to darkroom with the door open.
"This is the closest one but the light isn't working. I keep after Ed to fix it. I will leave the door open so you can use the hallway light," she said.
I went in. I really needed to pee so I hurriedly opened my pants and pulled out my dick. As I started peeing, I looked over my shoulder and noticed that Caroline was still standing in the doorway and was watching my dick. She saw me look at her so she turned around and returned to the kitchen. When I finished, I went to the kitchen and offered to help Caroline carry out some dishes. She handed me a bowl of potato salad and gave me a mischievous smile.
We had a lovely dinner out on their deck and later said our goodbyes and left for home.
About a week later I received an email from Ed asking me to meet him at our favorite restaurant. At the end of the email it said to come alone. Something is up; I hope Caroline did not tell Ed about our encounter.
On the day requested, I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes early, and found Caroline sitting alone in a booth.
"Will Ed be joining us?" I asked.
"No, I wanted to talk to you alone. I hope you don't mind," she said.
The waitress came and took our order.
After she left, Caroline said, "I wanted to report back to you about your suggestions but I think I will wait until after our meal. The restaurant is quite full."
I nodded my agreement and we had small talk while we waited for our meal to arrive. When we were finished with our meal, I told her that I would pay the bill. When I came out of the restaurant, there she was... waiting. She took my arm and started walking me to my SUV which was parked at the far end of the parking lot.
I opened the passenger door and helped her in. I then went around and got in the driver's seat. I turned in my seat to face her, anxious to hear how things worked out.
"You haven't told Ed any of this have you?" she asked.
"No, I won't because I promised you."
"Did you tell your wife? " she asked.
"Yes, I did. She had no problem with it and she won't tell Ed either. Let me explain to you about our relationship. Years back we joined a swingers' club here in Denver. Neither of us has a jealous bone in our body. Swingers are good at keeping secrets, like who they see at the club. So it comes naturally for us to keep our last lunch a secret. You OK with that?" I asked.
" I guess so. Tell me more about the swinging."
"I would be happy to discuss swinging with you sometime, but now tell me how my suggestions worked with Ed," I replied.
There was a long pause but then she continued, "The kissing did not work with Ed. The first time I tried it after a nice dinner while we were standing in the kitchen. He just said that he didn't have time for that. The next time I tried it, we were in bed. He kind of got upset and wanted to know what was with all the kissing stuff. So I gave up on that idea," she explained.
"I am sorry about that. I was not certain if it work for you guys, but I have to admit that I did enjoy kissing you that day," I said. I secretly was thinking about the nice erection that I got from all that kissing.
"I enjoyed all the kissing too. I had no idea that kisses were so important and conveyed so much information to the other person. Actually... I think I may have enjoyed it too much," she said.
She continued, "A couple of weeks after our meeting, Ed and I were laying in bed reading, so I reached over and put my hand on his dick. He didn't say anything so I pulled it out of his pajamas and started giving him a handjob, as you call it. He put the book down and said what are you doing? I told him that I was showing him how much he meant to me. His dick began to get hard so I continued. So he picked up his book and continued reading. However, I felt his dick get really hard and I saw him put down his book. He closed his eyes and grunted. He squirted all over my hand and even got some on his pajamas. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I brought back a warm, wet cloth to clean him up. Afterward, we turned out the lights and went to sleep. I felt like I had made some progress."
"Several days later, we were laying in bed reading and Ed put down his book and asked me if I remembered what I done for him. I told him I remembered. He asked me if I would do it again. So I put my hand under the covers and felt for his dick through his pajamas. I played with it and it got hard. I pulled his dick out of his pajamas and began to stroke him up and down. Ed laid back and closed his eyes. After a bit, he grunted and squirted all over my hand and on his pajamas. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands. I brought back a warm, wet towel to clean up Ed. He almost immediately went to sleep."
"That is amazing, Caroline. You were successful at being the aggressor and initiating sex. He is responding to what you have started. Maybe your sex life will improve," I said.
"I had never done anything like that before. In fact your dick is the only one I have seen besides Ed. I had never played with Ed's dick before but it was very interesting when I did it. It felt really good to handle him. The skin was so soft and it is interesting how it gets hard. Afterwards, I felt a sense of accomplishment when I could make him squirt."
"I was concerned that I might have gone too far to show you how to give a handjob," I said.
"At the time I was shocked that you would take down your pants, but there was something inside of me that was curious. I was so shocked and excited that I did not pay much attention to what your dick looked like. I do remember how it felt in my hand. I think I recall that you are longer and much firmer than Ed."
"All guys are different and that is what makes life so interesting," I replied. "There are many variations on how to give a handjob. I had showed you just the basics but it seems it was enough for you to be successful."
