While Husbands Travel Ch 05

Chapter 5 A Couple's Interlude.

When Bob had come home, he had expected to see his wife, but no one seemed to be home. He thought maybe she was at Jane's house although he wondered why two pieces of a yellow bikini were lying on the floor. It wasn't like Beth to be a slob. Any why would she be wearing a bikini?

He guessed that she was probably at the neighbour's house. So he decided he would follow his routine, go to their en suite bathroom and take a shower to wash away the cares of his job.

As he quietly climbed the stairs, he heard Beth moaning. He could easily recognize the moan as hers. At first, he thought she was masturbating. Not wanting to disturb her, he decided to take a peak, then quietly go back downstairs until his wife had finished herself off.

Bob noticed that the bedroom door was open so he walked as silently as he could so that his wife could indulge in her self-pleasure without interruption. But he was shocked to see Jane pushing her fingers in and out of his wife and sucking on her tits. He kept silent watching them in fascination.

He was about to announce his presence when Jane dipped down, spread Beth's legs and then licked and sucked her until she reached another orgasm. He heard their exchange of words until they finally noticed him standing there, watching them.

"How long have been standing there," Jane asked.

"Long enough," Bob replied, "to see you pull your fingers out of my wife."

For her part, Beth was shocked to see her husband standing there. Not only did he witness Jane perform two different acts of lesbian sex with her, he had also witnessed her two orgasms and how much she had enjoyed them.

Thinking quickly, Jane smiled and said, "I've got her warmed up for you. Why don't you take my place? Trust me. Your wife has been going without until just now. What she would like more than anything else right now is your hard cock inside her very wet, very receptive pussy."

All three had observed the situation in different ways. Bob had calmly watched the end game of Jane's seduction of his wife. He had made no attempt to intervened or stop. He had let it happen. Beth was relieved to see no hint of anger or disappointment in her husband's face. Then her attention focussed on her husband's desperate hard-on. She just as desperately wanted him to reclaim her, to exercise his rights over his devoted female.

As for Jane, she had made plans to spend the evening with Beth. Now she couldn't because her husband was home. From this immediate perspective, she was disappointed. But from a longer-term perspective, this had actually worked out very well because she had successfully introduced her little neighbour to the joys of lesbian sex. Since Beth was a highly sexual person, she was convinced that Beth would come back for more.

Lastly, any doubt that either woman might have harboured about whether or not Bob would really agree to let his wife indulge in sex with other women when he was on a business trip were clearly removed.

Jane stood up. As she was naked, Bob had the opportunity to see his neighbour in all her voluptuous glory. "My clothes are downstairs," she explained. "I'll see myself out." As she walked away, she addressed Bob directly but said it loud enough for Beth to hear plainly. "I still have every intention of turning your wife into my lesbian slut."

Jane left, closing the bedroom door behind her. Jane found her bikini on the floor but didn't bother to them it on. Her track suit would cover her body anyway. Closing the front door, she walked across the yard to her house.

Meanwhile, as soon as the door clicked shut, Bob removed his clothing. He approached his sweet little wife who was still lying down on her back on the bed, following him with her eyes. He had the look of a predator, but she was not at all fearful of him. On the contrary, she looked forward to having his manly arms wrapped around her petite body and his turgid cock filling her thoroughly lubricated love box.

Beth laughed. "Hmm, I think you want something from me," she giggled. "But it's going to have to wait just a little. Okay?"

Beth really needed to clean up herself and make herself 'fresh' for her husband. She also wanted him to be 'fresh' for her.

Beth knew her husband's habit but he looked as if he was going to make an exception to the rule and take her first.

"You usually take a shower to wash your work day away. Why don't you do that first?" she suggested.

"I need to shower too," she told him. "You go first, Bob," she suggested. "I'll join you very shortly."

Bob liked that idea. Usually, they took separate showers. The stirring in his loins was proof positive that he was looking forward to some hanky-panky. He smiled and squeezed his wife's butt.

While his naked wife was tidying the bed, Bob stripped and then stepped into the shower. Moments later, his wife joined him. They soaped each other down and rinsed each other off. Bob took every opportunity to massage Beth;s breasts and play with her sensitive nipple. He squeezed her butt cheeks with one hand while his hand hand explored treasure between her legs. He loved touching her plush nether lips. When he slipped his finger into her love hole, he discovered it was very wet. Either this was moisture from the orgasm Jane had given her or it was fresh in anticipation of the sex she would soon have with her man. Bob figured it was a combination of the two. The bottom line was that she was (still) just as eager for sex as he was.

The couple dried each other off and then kissed each other passionately. As they embraced and continue their tongue play, Bob slowly manoeuvred her to the bed. Then he picked her up and laid her down so that her butt was near the edge of the bed and her legs dangled down, barely touching the floor.

He squatted down. Kneeling between her legs, he spread her thighs so that he could see her waxed and now very bald pussy. Moisture glistened between her lips. He looked up to see her eyes glisten with desire too. She was eager for him to pleasure her and expected him to impale her within moments, but Bob decided to prolong her expectation by making her tell the story about her bald pussy first.

"Now tell me about it," Bob said, obviously referring to her naked womanhood since he was staring at it with a mixture of lust and admiration.

"Jane told me to do it. So I did it," she gasped to under his effective onslaught. "She also told me had to wear skimpy clothing at home and in her house. That means no bra and no panty either." She opened her legs wide and pointed at her bare crotch. She was as determined to tease him as he was to tease her.

"God damn it, why didn't I think of that before? It is such a hot idea! Much better for muff diving," he enthused, obviously referring to her naked twat."

"Animal!" she responded with a smile.

Beth was hoping that he would stick that wonderful cock of his straight into wanting pussy, but she wasn't surprised when he put his mouth on her vulva and began to lick and suck on her most private parts. She pulled his head until his mouth was flush with vulva. Soon she was squirming too.

Bob had intended to follow Jane's advice to stick his cock where it belong, in his wife's pussy. But Bob reasoned that she could have his cock and he could eat her too.

So he latched mouth on her hairless muff and began to lick and suck, savouring every drop her sexual fluids as they dripped from between her labia. Bob stopped short of making her cum.

Bob was also determined to exercise some will power despite his desperate need to enjoy his wife. She also looked desperate because he had the one thing no woman could ever provide, a hot hard living pulsing cock. Seeing her man approaching with his fully loaded weapon, she spread her legs wider in invitation. Her swampy pussy was already releasing additional natural lubricant in anticipation of his entry. She sighed as he slid into her. What better way was there to welcome her husband home? What better way was there for her husband to reclaim her body from their neighbour.

Fortunately, Bob had succeeded in bringing Beth close to her peak with his mouth. He mounted his mate, his rutting female animal. When he started ramming her, she pushed her pelvis against him, clearly signalling to him what she wanted his cock as far up her canal as his length allowed. Soon Bob was ramming her hard and fast.

In this moment, Beth became his willing and eager vessel to be used for the fulfilment of her husband's pent-up carnal desires. Beth didn't expect to have a third orgasm. But thanks to a combination of Bob's oral skills, two weeks of penile abstinence and the sense of fullness she felt when his hot hard pulsing cock filled the void between her legs with his meat and baby-making semen, these combined together to trigger an orgasm that hit her hard. Seeing begin to orgasm, Bob soon lost control and shot the heavy contents of his balls into the depth of his wife's body.

The couple lay quietly for a while breathing from the exertion and ignoring their combined sexual juices which covered their genitals.

Beth sighed in contentment as she lay underneath him while his cock shrank and then dropped out of her. Their lust temporarily sated, Beth needed to hear the words of love. Although she was convinced that her husband still loved her, although she could not be entirely sure until they had talked about what she had done and he had witnessed.

After a few more moments, the couple got up. Bob headed for the shower that he would have taken earlier. Beth joined him. The shower stall was big enough to allow both to share it. They washed each other. By the time, they were finished, Bob had another erection. They looked at each other. Then Beth turned around, grabbed the bar grip to keep herself steady and offered herself to him again.

He entered her easily. After a few minutes, he came inside her again. Beth did not cum this time. Because he had given her a beautiful oral orgasm after Jane had left, and another one with his cock afterward, she was more than happy to 'sacrifice' herself to her horny husband.

After the shower, they went to the kitchen for some orange juice. Bob then explained that his assignment went much more smoothly than anyone had originally anticipated. His boss was so happy with his work that he was given a extra day off. So he had a stretch of five days off that would begin tomorrow, a Friday off, and conclude on Tuesday with the second two days of time in lieu.

* * *

There was an unspoken agreement between the couple to postpone their discussion about what Bob had heard and witnessed until they could gather their thoughts together and process what it all meant.

They both knew that their boundaries as a loving couple was changing radically in the wake of Beth's lesbian interactions with Jane. In particular, Jane had broken down some of Beth's inhibitions and, she sensed, even changed her sexual relationship with her husband, for the better it seemed because they spent much of those five days in the bedroom, just as Jane had predicted.

Beth even felt that their love for each other had strengthened. She loved Bob more than even he could ever know. She could never love anyone like she loved him. She was certain that her husband shared the same sentiment.

On Sunday evening, as the couple cuddled each other, Bob asked his wife if she was in the right frame of mind to discuss last Thursday's events. Beth nodded in agreement waiting for him to start.

"I saw what I saw, and I'm okay with it," he said. "We don't need to go over it but I have to admit it was an enormous turn-on. "What I really I want to talk about is what I heard," Bob continued, "the part where Jane said she was going to turn you into her lesbian slut. I was really surprised when you agreed to her demand. I have a rough idea of what being a lesbian slut that might mean, but would you actually do it?"

"I said it so that she would make me cum," Beth replied.

"But did you mean it?" Bob asked.

"I did at the time," she conceded. "I'm not sure about it now though. But I've also done things I never thought I'd ever do," she observed. "I thought I knew where my boundaries are but I've crossed them big time."

Bob seemed to think out that. "Let me put out some thoughts and you tell me where you stand on them."

"Okay."

"To begin with," he said, "your attitude toward sex with women has definitely changed. What I saw on Thursday night was a woman who was enjoying herself, doing something she would not have even thought of, say three months go, you know, having sex with another woman."

"True," she agreed.

"When it comes to sex, my love, you are a wonderfully compliant wife. I know you enjoy sex at least as much as I do, if not more. I have long suspected your sexual capacity runs deeper than mine. In the past, I tried to push your limits once in a while but pulled back when I sensed any hint of resistance from you."

"And now here we are," Beth stated. "My boundaries have changed and expanded. To tell you the truth, hon, I'm not sure anymore where they are now. I never thought I would have a sexual relationship with Jane, but now I do. I don't know if being her lesbian slut is inside or outside whatever my boundaries are. Whatever the case, I won't do anything without your consent. That is still a definite boundary."

"Jane has been an agent of change," Bob observed. "She has pushed you into a realm of sex where I cannot take you. She has the right personality for it too. She can be a very pushy and forceful. She knows what she wants and she goes for. So I have some concern that she might push you into doing something you don't really want to do."

"I may be a compliant lover, hon, but that doesn't mean I'm weak. There are some things I simply won't do. I'm sure of that, like cheating on you with a man. Your cock is the only that can find sanctuary between my legs."

He kissed her forehead. "Good," Bob smiled, "I believe you, but do you think you can handle where Jane might take you? One of those places is probably her bed."

"Honestly, I don't know, at least not yet," she replied. Her mouth went dry as she said it.

"Clearly, Jane wants you to join the housewives' group," Bob said. "I think the reference to turning you into a lesbian slut has something to do with you being involved with these women. Don't you think?"

"That makes sense," she replied. "But what should I do?"

"That's a good question, hon, but what you should do is the same question as what you want to do."

"Then I'm not sure how to answer the question because I don't know what I want or am willing to do."

"Are you willing to explore to find out where those limits are?" Bob asked.

Beth suddenly had the strangest feeling, as if many of her previous inhibitions had suddenly fallen away. "Would you mind?" she asked cautiously. Her body tensed and her pussy moistened wondering what unknown and previously forbidden pleasure were in store for her.

"No, I don't mind," he told her. "As a matter of fact, I want you to go for it."

Beth felt herself gush. Her husband was more than willing to let other women enjoy his wife's body.

"But under three conditions," Bob continued.

"And they are?"

"Firstly, promise me you will always love me, and only me. I don't want to lose you under any circumstance. I love you so much, it's almost painful."

"I can say with absolute certainty that no one, male or female, will ever take me away from you." Beth kissed him passionately as if sealing her deal with him.

When they stopped kissing, Bob continued. "I don't want you to be unhappy while I'm on a business trip. So, let me put it to you plainly. I'm not just okay if you have recreational sex with Jane and other women, I encourage to explore where they might take you."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes, hon, I'm sure, Our relationship is very special. We are each other's only true love. You are my only true love. You always have been and always will be. I cannot imagine a life without you."

"Secondly," Bob continued, "whatever you do, your choices have to be made freely. Jane has a wild side. She is not mean or malicious about her. She will not knowingly hurt you, but as you now know, she will push your limits. She may even succeed in pushing you beyond what you think your limits are. Just keep aware. Don't do anything that feels wrong to you. You have good instincts. Listen to them. If something feels wrong or goes wrong, stop. Promise me that."

"I promise," Beth replied. It warmed her heart to know that he was always thinking about her, how to make her happy and how to keep her safe.

"Agreed. And the third thing?"

"You have to tell me all your adventures when I'm home. I prefer not to hear about your adventures while I'm on a business trip. It might distract me from doing my job and make me even more frustrated knowing I'm so far away from the sexy love of my life. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Beth said smiling. "How are you feeling now?" she asked giggling." Her hand searched for his penis. It was very easy to find because his manhood had revived."

"Yes, you sexy spell-casting witch," he answered. "I got a terrible hard-on just by talking to you and I still have a vivid picture in my mind of Jane between your legs."

"Hmm, it seems Jane was right," Beth said.

"How so? her husband asked.

"Jane says telling Tom about her adventures has had a salutary effect on their sex life. The women have fun with each other, then tell their husbands what they were doing when they come home. Their husbands get turned on so much that they try to pack in as much screwing as they can before they have to get back on the road. She calls it a win-win situation."

"Sounds great," Bob said. "In that case, I expect to be well serviced for the next two weeks because my boss says I'll be working at headquarters for the rest of this week and all of next week."

Beth was absolutely delighted. It would be like old times when Bob had worked from nine to five and then had returned home to his loving horny wife.

Beth did not even think about Jane. They saw Tom and Jane a couple of times. They smiled and waved their greetings to each other a couple of times. It appeared that Jane was as busy with Tom as Beth was with Bob. Both couples had better, more pleasurable things to do than entertain their neighbours.

Among the changes Bob noticed about his wife was how much more effort she put into sexy clothing. Jane had told her to ditch the bra. He could seeing his wife's tits wiggle underneath her blouses and especially her tank tops whenever she moved. The points of sensitive nipples were almost constantly erect because of the friction against against the cloth.

Even Bob changed. Knowing that he was letting his wife indulge herself in lesbian sex, he was touching her almost constantly as if he were reminding her that she was still ultimately his. There was many a time when he slipped his hands inside her blouses and tank tops for the sole purpose of turning her on even more. Sometimes, he lifted her garment so that he could take her prominent teats into his mouth. More often than not, his fondling led to spontaneous sex which ranged somewhere between lovemaking and quickies. Dinner may have cooled down before it was eaten, but their love life had heated up.

* * *

On the Friday of the second week since his return from his two-week road trip, Bob came home announcing he had both good news and bad news. "Which one do you want to hear first?" Bob asked his wife.

"Start with the good news," she suggested.

"I'll home for another all week."

"Bob, that's really good news!" She was almost joyful. "We'll be together for another week? Wow, that's great! I'm so happy!" Then she frowned. "What's the bad news?" she asked worriedly.