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.
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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?"
