"Thank you to my many readers who have responded so enthusiastically to my stories of Delilah and John. Finally, time has permitted me to finish the final chapter of this wonderful adventure. Not to worry, their adventures are far from over. I appreciate your wonderfully positive emails, your votes, and your public comments. My words are for you, and you alone...Enjoy...DeeAnne"
John pulls his sleek wet body from the hot tub. The steam rises from his tanned muscular form as it meets the cool night air. He stands, drying off, and watches his beautiful wife and her best friend, Karen, locked in another passionate kiss. Gawd, how lucky can one man be, he thinks, as he towels his half erect cock. Delilah had never failed to amaze him sexually. She was a Goddess in and out of the bedroom, and now she was offering him every man's dream, two hot women to be at his beck and call, filling his every desire.
John turns, reluctantly, and to head for the bedroom. Even though he knows they will join him soon, he can barely stand to tear his eyes away from the hot action between Delilah and Karen. With a deep sigh, he steps into the Florida room and makes his way upstairs.
He lights the candles Delilah has placed strategically around the bedroom. The smell of warm vanilla begins to fill the air. John removes the covers from the king-sized bed. He smiles as he wonders why they have such a big bed when Delilah and he are never more than an inch apart while in it. Well, he muses, it does make for a sizable playground. John steps to the window and peeping out the curtains, watches his two beauties towel each other off. Their hands slowly caress each inch of the others wet flesh with the soft terrycloth. Karen bends to take Delilah's cherry colored hardened nipple between her teeth briefly. Delilah takes Karen's hand, and they disappear from John's sight as they walk toward the house. His heart pounds more noticeably in anticipation of their arrival. He has always thought Karen was hot. John wants her as much as Delilah wants him to have her. She is a work of art, as is Delilah. His Goddesses, his alone, he thinks, and his throbbing cock begins to ache for them.
Delilah leads Karen silently through the dimly lit house to the staircase. Delilah glances at Karen as they began their ascent trying to read her emotions. The glow of the lamplight from the den casts their shapely silhouettes on the stair wall. Karen's eyes are fixed on the top of the stairs and her breasts rise and fall quickly. Delilah senses Karen's tension. She gently squeezes Karen's hand, and Karen turns her face to meet Delilah's eyes with a warm but anxious smile.
"It's all right Karen. You don't have to do anything if you're not ready. You know we love you." Delilah coos softly as they reach the top of the stairs.
Gooseflesh crawls over Karen and her erect nipples harden to ripe cherries as the chilled night air meets her anticipation. "I know. I'm afraid...but I want to be with you...and with John. Delilah, I don't know if I'm the woman I used to be. What if I..."
Delilah cuts her short. She backs Karen up against the hallway wall, presses her body against Karen's and kisses her softly. "Karen, I have never felt more passion than when you make love to me. No, you're not the woman you used to be...you're more... you are perfect. You are beautiful. We want you. Share our life because you love us and we love you. Don't ever be afraid. Let us show you how wonderful you are."
Karen's eyes mist as Delilah's words wash into her heart. "I love you so much, Delilah."
Delilah moves aside and pushes the bedroom door open. She leads Karen into the glow of the candle lit room. John is propped up against the headboard in the middle of the bed. His massive hands massage his long thick cock. Delilah leads Karen to the bed and coaxes her to slide in and rest against John's right side. Karen and John gaze into each other's eyes. He brings an arm up and around her shoulders to cradle her securely. John's other hand cups Karen's chin and tilts it upward. He plants a tender kiss on her lush lips. He wants more, but he knows she needs him to be gentle. He can wait if that is what she needs.
Karen's breathing is quick and shallow as she rests against John's muscular form. Her heartbeat accelerates as her lips meet his. Oh gawd, she has needed this for so long. She has needed to feel desired, to feel sexy, to feel...loved. She smiles at him as his lips part from hers. He smiles back and says, "You are so beautiful, Karen, so perfectly beautiful."
Delilah pushes play on the remote and crawls up the bed to nestle against John's left side. Her hand reaches down to grasp John's tool. "He's gonna love this movie, isn't he Honey?" She smiles across to Karen.
"I do believe he is, Kitten." Karen purrs into John's gaze. She feels her pussy twitch and the juices fill her cunt as she recalls the heat the movie produced for her and Delilah last night. "I do believe so."
The three watch the opening of the movie. They laugh at the weak attempt in the beginning to establish a storyline. The man in the adult movie section of the video store is helping the hot, overly made-up, young bleached-blond find a good movie. Three minutes into the movie the fucking and sucking is going hot and heavy. Karen and Delilah steal looks at each other. Delilah motions to John's cock. The massive tool is at full attention under Delilah's firm grip. She motions her head in its direction, and mouths the words, "touch him". Timidly, Karen reaches slowly to touch the steeled shaft of John's cock. She sucks in her breath with an audible, "Ooooo". John glances in her direction and smiles.
John looks back to Delilah and smiles, "Look Baby Girl, he's got that hot little chick taken his pole up her ass. Reminds me of my homecoming present today. Think I can get some more of that hot little ass of yours tonight?"
I think you're going to be surprised at what all you are going to get tonight, Daddy. Don't you think so, Karen?"
"Definitely, Kitten." She says smiling at John. Karen felt her warm juices spill out of her and onto her swelling lips. Her clit begins to pulsate as she strokes John's man-flesh. Karen slips the fingers of her free hand between her legs for a little release.