6.1
Interventions and Farewells - Trip's Side
This is another perspective on both the third and the sixth of "The Pru Chronicles," this time from Trip's perspective, the lover Pru never intended to take. Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, some of this is true...
Trip is a young, single Air Force officer and squadron mate to Pru's husband, Sean. His last few months entailed an on-going but futureless affair with Pru's married friend Mimi. Most recently, Trip's watched as Pru flitted from guy to guy, then settled into a very public affair with Chris (Chapter 2, "No, Just a Little, Yes"). Pru and Chris looked supremely happy, leaving Trip to think it was his turn for something more fun like what they had. In "Chapter 3, Interventions," he finally got his shot at Pru, unexpectedly, and he took it. "Chapter 6, Farewells' finishes the saga as Trip exerts his rights regularly to Pru's body after having successfully blackmailed and fucked her into submission in Chapter 3.
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Trip's Side of
Chapter 3, Interventions
Trip had a front row seat watching Chris's conquest of Sean's wife, Pru. Trip had become a regular "date" and fuck buddy for Pru's best friend, the also married and promiscuous Mimi. With both women's husbands deployed for the summer, that meant frequent double dates that often ended at either Mimi's house or Pru's, both couples quickly moving on from making out to heavy petting, until one of them inevitably excused themselves to a bedroom to get on with things.
With so many experiences like that, Pru had few secrets from Trip, whether that was glimpses of various body parts as Chris had explored her body during foreplay, or the familiar sounds of her moaning during each night's eventual orgasm. All those snippets, from the sights to the sounds, helped Trip's performance in bed with Mimi tremendously. Although he almost always came before his much more experienced lover, remembering the look of Pru's uncovered bush and boobs while hearing her passionate climaxes down the hall always facilitated a quick recovery for the second round that Trip always needed for Mimi to cum.
Some nights, the couples went their separate ways, choosing to fuck in more private settings. Even then, his mental pictures of Pru's beautiful body and orgasms helped every time. Mimi was sexy too, of course, but she was much more mechanical and intense in her lovemaking, rather than passionate and giving. She was in it for a good, hard fuck and orgasm. Then she was fine rolling to her side of the bed for the night, followed by little interaction of even conversation in the morning.
In between, Trip was a regular in the group goings-on with Mimi, Pru, and Chris, from club pool from time to time, Friday night happy hours, and Saturday night dancing. Like everyone else, even when out on the town, Trip was there to see Pru and Chris becoming much chummier, hugging longer and hands and bodies touching like lovers while dancing. In time he often thought,
Man, I'd give anything for a night with that bitch. I bet that's one nice piece of ass.
Weeks had gone by, when Chris was sent TDY to fly in Utah for a week, leaving Pru without her lover. To break the boredom, Pru invited their group to her house for a cookout. It was the usual bunch including Trip, Mimi, half a dozen young officers from Trip and Sean's squadron, and Buck - Pru and Mimi's dream guy. At the end of the night, Trip and Mimi walked down to her house for their usual "nightcap," and the rest of the guys took off to, except for Buck. He stayed behind to help with the dishes.
In bed with Trip fucking her not long after, Mimi said casually, "You watch. I bet Pru tries to get Buck into bed tonight."
Trip grunted and kept pumping, answering, "Huh. You think?"
"Fuck yeah," Mimi said with more enthusiasm. "I'd fuck that big, beautiful fucker!"
"Would you now?" he said without pausing, his mind now focused on his memories of Pru.
Aroused by the thought, Mimi became more active and passionate, imagining Buck riding her instead of Trip. An orgasm starting much earlier than usual left her breathy as she said, "Damn right I would. I know you'd fuck her pretty, blond ass, too, fucker, and you know it."
Trip's dick grew harder and swelled slightly with that image, "Hmmm, I guess so."
They came together for one of the only times ever.
An hour or more later, Mimi was on her side of the bed and out like a light when the phone rang. Trip nudged her and she grumbled as she picked it up, "Fuck.... What?"
He could hear Pru's voice but not make out the words. Mimi said, "Uh, yeah, sure. Do I need to come too?"
When she hung up, she turned to Trip and said sleepily, "The big fucker's gone nuts about something. Pru needs you to talk sense into him, calm him down, and send him home. Do you mind?"
Trip blinked, then stammered, "Uh... uh... sure. Whatever. I'll see what I can do."
As he got out of bed and dressed, she rolled away again and muttered, "Good, thanks. If you need my help, call me, but I hope you don't. I'm tired."
He walked out, saying over his shoulder, "Don't worry. I'm sure I can take care of her."
At Pru's house, Trip knocked softly then let himself in to find Pru in a navy-blue robe looking nervous and a huge, naked Buck, sweating in rage and pounding the wall. Wide-eyed, Trip pulled Pru away by the arm and said, "Go sit, I'll take care of this," and he began talking soothingly to the usually docile big man.
It took a while, but Trip finally got the still-naked Buck to stop punching the wall and muttering like a madman. The big man looked chagrined and said, "Um, maybe we can keep this between us, man, ok? I mean it's not what it looks like."
Trip glanced from Buck's still very wet and huge cock to the rumpled bed covers and large wet spot. He shrugged and said, "Sure, what do
you
think this looks like?"
Buck blushed and looked down. Trip spoke soothingly, "Come one, big guy. Maybe you should get dressed and take off before someone else comes along and wonders what it looks like."
"Oh gosh," Buck said, grabbing his clothes from the floor and going into the bathroom to dress.
