Vicky gave a whistle on the phone as Kathy told about what happened the previous week. "I told you wouldn't regret it." She said. "How did David like what he found out?"
"He didn't mind. At all. I can't believe my luck." replied Kathy. She timorously explained what she and David agreed on.
"Sounds like you won the lottery, girl!" laughed Vicky. "But you need to be careful. I would suggest someone trustworthy, but not someone you know."
"Have you got any ideas?" Asked Kathy hopefully.
"Actually..." said Vicky with a mischievous tone, "I've done a bit of groundwork. Based on what I learned about your appetite, I think I have just the man for you."
"Who is it?" asked Kathy excitedly.
"A friend of mine, Jack. He's a gym trainer and massage therapist. Let me send a teaser. Check out his photos. He's got a great personality. Much more mature than his age."
"Why, how old is he?" Asked Kathy, and she started to feel her heart beating in her throat.
"23. But he knows what he's doing, trust me. Did you check the pictures?"
Kathy glanced at David, who looked back, oblivious to the fact that her wife is currently being set up to have sex with a man 24 years her minor. Kathy hastily opened the link. Her head went dizzy as she flicked through the hundreds of pictures of a very handsome young man with a spectacularly attractive, muscular body and sixpack. Kathy felt her pussy heat up and getting wet. She started imagining how this young stud's hard cock would feel in her. At the thought, she sneezed, as she often did, when getting very aroused. David knew this too and always found it cute. Now he looked at her questioningly.
Vicky countered in the phone in a taunting voice: "Bless you, baby! So... I assume Jack will do?"
"God, he's so, so hot. I can't believe this is happening..." She paused. "I'm a bit worried about David. I hope he won't get too competitive. This guy looks like a fitness model or a porn star."
"More than you know! You have to decide it, Kathy. My feeling is that David will like it even better. Jack already saw pictures of you, and I told him about the things you like. Let me tell you this: He's chafe at the bit to see you, and I expect he'll be even more when he meets you. I told him to save up his sperm for you. Don't forget to call me afterward! Talk to you later!"
Kathy put down the phone and sighed. Her heart was beating like a drum as she started walking back to David. She was praying that David wouldn't change his mind after seeing her new potential playmate. Kathy's prayers were answered: She made a second phone call 15 minutes later and arranged a massage by Jack.
The night was restless for Kathy. She couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was full of her shockingly hot soon-to-be boy-toy. Her heart was racing and her pussy soaking wet. She never felt so horny in her life. Kathy touched her pussy and started to rub her clit. She was startled when David turned to her. She thought he had been sleeping.
"Hello. Is somebody a bit overexcited?" he asked, provokingly.
"Oh, sorry, David, I didn't want to wake you up," replied Kathy, feeling very embarrassed.
"You can't stop thinking about your muscle hunk fuckbuddy, can you?" As he slid his hand between Kathy's hand and pussy, he blurted out with evident surprise on his face: "Jesus, I've never seen your pussy this hot and wet. You are like a bitch in heat. You want to feel that cock inside you real bad, don't you."
"I'm so, so horny, David, it tortures me. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep!"
David didn't need more convincing. He pulled out his cock and jumped on her. Kathy's pussy was so wet and wide, so easy to penetrate. It felt like it's actively sucking his cock inside. David's penis was rock hard: feeling his wife so sexually excited made him very horny too. In a few minutes, both of them had tremendous orgasms at the same time. After the last of their convulsions subsided, David remarked, grinning: "If this is how you're going to be from now on, it's already been worth it."
They fell asleep, but Kathy was woken up again by her sexual excitement two more times during the night. David woke up too. He had to help her to two more wet orgasms with his hands. "I really had no idea you are such a raunchy, sex-crazed slut, Kathy. I hope you'll get tomorrow what you've been craving for." He concluded before she finally fell asleep.
The next day Kathy was posing in front of the mirror, trying on a new pair of white yoga leggings and high heels. She foxily turned her hip, which revealed her cameltoe through the leggings more, and made it clear that she was not wearing any underwear. "I wonder how much Jack is anticipating his meeting with Mrs Kathy Adams?" she smiled naughtily.
"He won't be able to get out of his trousers before cumming," replied David, "but that dripping wet pussy of yours is telling me that you are anticipating his cock just the same."
"Oh, fuck yes, " whispered Kathy, almost inaudibly. The crotch area of her pants already started to wet through from her pussy. "I think I need to take a cold shower before I do my makeup." She said. "I'm so nervous, David. I'm not even sure I can do this."
A few hours later, Kathy's heart jumped as she opened the door for Jack. He was even more handsome in person than in the photos. Kathy's face went bright red as she was introducing David to him. She showed Jack in and sat both men down at the kitchen bar for drinks.
Kathy felt very excited, but her nerves were on edge, just like before a difficult exam. They started to small-talk. It was not least Kathy's fault that this went on for almost an hour, as if there was nothing special about this meeting, and not entirely because of her nerves. In this no-mans-land of time, there was something Kathy found very arousing: The intensifying, escalating erotic tension she created, with the two men having to contribute to the well-mannered conversation as if Jack wasn't going to fuck Kathy's brains out for the rest of the day.
After some time, Kathy gathered her nerves. She had her fun and now gathered the courage to make her move. She changed position on her chair and opened her legs, exposing her wet cameltoe to Jack. At the same time she smiled at him, with a sparkle in her eye, and started to play with her hair. Jack didn't fail to sense the change of pace and politely suggested: "You mentioned on the phone that you would be interested in a massage..."
"Oh, yes, I feel very tense at places."
"I'm sure I can help you with that. Is there a good place to for you to lie down?"