This is a continuation of Jillian's Jugs.
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I feel like I've been here before. I'm trapped naked in the middle of a circle....and there are a bunch of large figures. As they come into focus, the panic starts to kick in.....they are all men...and they're naked too. Not just naked though.....every single one has a penis roughly the size of.....well....say.... Florida. One of them is lunging forward towards me while yelling, "I bet you like it black.....don't you, stud?" Shit!! Click my heels together......nope, not it. Count backwards from 5....damnit. I'm so screwed....bad time to recognize a great pun.
"Was that a yes to black?" Wait....something's off here. Everything is not what it seems. "Hellooooooo!!"
"Wha..?" As the fuzzy light comes into clarity....Jillian is standing beside the bed. Praise the Lord that I'm not going to be gang-banged by a bunch of huge ogre-like men.
"I said....I bet you like it black." She must have seen the remnants of fear in my eyes..... "Your coffee...do you take it black?"
"Oh....um...sure..... You didn't have to make coffee. You are my guest." She was so cute standing there with a coffee pot. I mean it.....that's all she was wearing....just the coffee pot. I think my dick must have noticed before I did...
"Thank you.....you just keep on surprising me." As it all came rushing back....she was the next best thing since electricity was invented.
"Well..." she paused to snicker under her breath....although I caught the jeer. "This day may be full of surprises. We took the day off of work."
"We? I don't remember calling in today..." I wasn't following...not even mentioning that I didn't work today anyways.
"Not you and me 'we'....Geno and me 'we'..." She looked so blissfully sweet right now.
"So Geno took the day off work to do.....?" She must have seen the look a barnyard animal gets when trying to figure out a physics problem.
"He'll be here to pick me up in a bit!"
Spit-take!!!
"Woah.....what? He knew that you spent the night here? Jesus....what are you trying to do.....I like Geno........and.....well....he used to like me too." I scrambled around looking for the rosary that I knew I didn't possess.
"Of course, silly..... I told him about the scenario after work last night." I felt like the Coyote holding up a "YIKES!!!" sign while treading mid-air just before the comedic drop.........with an anvil speeding behind.
"But.....I thought you said it was our secret. Won't he be pissed?" My wording didn't come out too rational at this point.
"He's actually pleased..... He's the one who sent me up to the bar last night....with the intention of us 'getting out-of-hand'. It was his idea." Right.....Ashton Kutcher is hiding in my bathroom and I'm on a reality game show.
"So....he's cool with us?" Redundancy here is simply to shake the disbelief at this point.
"Ask him yourself..." At that moment I hear Geno's black '88 Monte Carlo pull up in the driveway.
As my fuck-buddy's husband strolled up the walkway towards my front door, I decided to greet him with at least some sort of dignity.....I looked for my shorts and my old "News of the World" Queen T-shirt. Jillian decided to stay completely, and beautifully, stark naked.... I opened the door to a shit-eating grin...
"Hey Sethman! You should see the look on your face, dude. Sorry to throw all this at you at once.....I figured you wouldn't mind though." Well......no shit.... As I stood there waiting for the pie in the face....I felt Jill's arms around my neck and her nipples pressing into my back.
"I can't believe you set this up Geno....I feel so stupid right now. I really felt like I was doing something underhanded. Forgive my state of mind, will you." I was being honest here.
"Look.....it's ok......really." He locked eyes with me to show me how serious he was. Plus, he's the type of guy that would at least be honest with you.....a guy always knew where he stood with Geno.
"Well......then I guess I should tell you that your wife needs a damn cork or something. Hell....I've seen less fluid come out of the watering system at the golf course around 3pm...." I didn't feel like I was stretching the truth here...
"Really? Wow.....I have trouble getting her to squirt like that. You must be better educated on the subject than I thought."
"It was my major at college.......Muste Cum Loude." Was I boasting after fucking his wife? Shameless.......and I loved every second. Wait a damn minute.....am I still asleep? It turned out to be a dream already once today.... and I haven't even had breakfast yet.
"Jesus....she's even glowing. Did you guys eat yet?" Now he reads minds.....I love this guy.
"Just a midnight snack..." I got a backhand across the shoulder from Jillian after my pathetic Groucho Marx impersonation.
"You guys go shower.....I'm gonna fix some eggs and shit. You need some stamina.....cause I wanna see you make her squirt....maybe you can teach me how." Wow....he cooks.....offers his sex-starved wife to me....has cash to flip around.... I feel like I owe this guy my first-born or something....
Jillian pulled me towards the bathroom after a sensual kiss with her hubby. "See you in a bit honey.....I'm going to soap up your friend's cock...." My morning wood officially turned to petrified granite after that dirty mouthed sidebar.
"How do you like your eggs?" Geno hollered down the hallway.
"Freshly shaved....otherwise they're just unattractive and too course to feel up...." Insert comedic drum kick......
"So.....cracked on the plate then...." He was so good at firing right back....
Jill turned on the shower as I finished clumsily yanking off my clothes. She pulled me in and turned to face me. She threw her arms around me and slowly inserted her tongue inside my mouth. I enjoyed the Hollywood moment and returned the favour. I distinctively felt her smooth mound press and slowly gyrate on my hardened penis as my hands pressed around the dimples of her taut and curvy ass.
