(You should read Patty's Costume first to set the stage properly for this one.)
I watched in amazement as he got up and walked out. He gave me on last look that thrilled and scared me, and he grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room. I looked at Bob with half a grin. "I told you he wasn't like the others."
His only reply was "Well fuuuuuuuck me!"
Bobby was more surprised than I was because while I hoped he would leave, I had those hopes on some other people, and they didn't. It didn't matter if it was a guy I brought home or a girl Bobby did, when faced with the same decision, he always sucked Bobby off or she ate my cunt. The downside is we were looking for a partner in our fun, not some wimpy person who ended up like a sex slave.
Hell yes I wanted them to enjoy themselves, and enjoy us to, I wasn't after a doormat. Bobby did enjoy turning someone into a doormat, but even he got bored with a guy or girl who had no imagination or drive. I am so glad he turned out to have balls! The real question was how to proceed from here. This is uncharted territory because no one walked out before.
"So what's going to happen at the office?"
"Well he won't say anything, I'm sure of that!"
"What about everyone else? You certainly earned your slut merit fucking badge today."
I smiled and twirled my finger around my well screwed pussy. "Not to worry, all the guys are married. I will blame the alcohol and apologize profusely. I doubt any of them will say a word. And hell I wouldn't mind seeing a couple of them with your dick stuffed up their ass." I patted my Bobby's pole, and then pull him over to me. As the cock I love sank into my pussy once more, I smiled even wider. "And those two bitches would be good playmates too for that matter."
As Bobby did his best to fuck me unconscious, my thought kept returning to him. I've wanted him for so long, even before that slut got her claws in. I figured she couldn't keep him! He's sexy, gives great tongue, and a good fuck. How in the hell was I going to engage him for round 2, and I certainly want a round 2!
The next day he looked me right in the eyes when he said "Good morning!" just like nothing had happened. He shivered when I touched his arm, so I knew he was feeling something.
I did have to do a little damage control with the other guys I fucked. I played up the alcohol and married angle. One guy might be trouble, or at least want more. Yes, he would look good begging for Bobby's pole. The two ladies aren't going to be a problem. They took me out to lunch and relieved some of my itchiness. They are also married, but they've been playing with each other for years. I don't think I'll introduce them to Bobby. I mean a girl can always use a few talented girlfriends, right? When one kisses you while the other sandwiches up behind you, oh yea very fucking talented. I was half naked before the kiss ended.
The only shadow on the day was him! I passed him a few times, and he had no trouble meeting my eyes, and each time he did, my clit jumped. Fuck me, I had the hots bad, I wanted him something awful.
After a fun filled weekend, where one of our semi-regular's spent the night, I decided to confront him head on.
"Come join me for lunch?"
"Patty, I don't . . ."
"If you're about to turn me down, don't! It's just lunch."
"But . . ."
"No buts, grab your jacket. I won't take no for an answer. I need to make sure we're still friends."
"Patty . . ."
"I still hear a refusal. Come on, I'm buying."
Ok, step one, he's coming. I know it's manipulative, but I do really want to stay friends with him. He doesn't know how horny I get just looking into his blue eyes.
We talked inconsequentials until we finished lunch. Then veered nicely into the area I knew we would get to.
"So how are the kids?"
Ok time to lay all the cards out on the table. "What kids?"
He looked really puzzled. "Your kids, you know the three pictures on your desk?" His voice harsh, so that's the part that was really bothering him?
"I have no children, can't have them because of medical trouble years ago. The pictures are my sister's kids. She lets me take out my frustrated maternal instincts out on them."
He mulled that one over. "But everyone says you are happily married with three kids."
"I am happily married, but no kids. I never corrected anyone because it cuts down on guys hitting on me."
He sat stunned again. I got up then slide in the booth next to him. "This way we could talk quietly." The nearness of him almost made me lose control. He was such a man, and there are damn few men around. My pussy was leaking, and a knowing smirk from the waitress really made my nipples stand up. He cleared his throat nervously. I bet if I grabbed his crotch, his cock would be hard.
"Look baby, you know some of the story. At least let me fill you in on all the details before you hate me."
"Patty, I could never hate you."
"Well you haven't heard everything yet, and if we are going to be friends you deserve it all.
"I am a slut." I saw him start to shake his head. "No, I really am, and I love it. The first time hot cum hit my skin, I was hooked. The first time a girl went down on me while I was sucking a cock drove me insane. I love it all, straight, les, anal, oral, groups, cum baths, swapping, BDSM, I love anything and everything that gets me and my partners off and the harder the orgasm the better."
He was squirming in his seat now.
"Now Bobby is the same way, we were meant for each other and got married knowing this. He fucked my maid of honor right next door to me blowing his best man. When I kissed him, at the alter, he could taste that cum on my lips, and his face smelt of pussy. I damn near came in front of the priest.
"We love sex and cover for each other in all our fun. We play the devoted couple in public. But private we are uninhibited, as you might have noticed. Now can hate me, or us, but everything we do is above board with each other. We keep no secrets and we prefer to play together, but are perfectly capable of playing apart."
"But that wasn't what you said the other day."
