You need to read part one in order to find out a little about the characters and how the situation came about. This part is much longer and in response to comments, does witness my wife sucking and fucking. There will be much more to come too!
His reply was very measured and flattering. Not at all like the replies he had left on my postings or messages. He apologised for the rather depraved nature of his comments , explaining that they were written 'for hubby' and not intended for her eyes. He went on to say how turned on he was by her gorgeous blonde hair. How he couldn't stop looking at her sexy body, her long legs and fabulous full ass, her incredibly flat stomach ( no stretch marks despite having 4 children) and of course her, still pert, 36 C tits. He also commented, as so many did, on her engaging and genuine smile. 'You are a natural in front of the camera' he said.
This was not the Jarvis that I knew! There was too, a picture of himself, very sober, dressed in a dark suit and looking quite striking. His message ended with a kiss and the hope that this would not be the last time they would exchange messages.
'What a gentleman!' laughed Jackie, 'I like his style and he's quite good looking too!' she teased, searching my face for a reaction.
Yeah, he certainly knows how to flatter a woman,' I replied. And then, with my head buzzing a little, I added, 'Well do you think you'll keep in contact with him?'
'That's for me to know,' she cheekily responded, 'but don't worry, you're still the only man in my life, Mark. Surely you're not jealous? After all you wanted other men to see my body and apparently fuck and abuse me, so how can you object if I do?' She then stood up, gave me a passionate hug and kiss and went upstairs for a bath, not of course before logging off of the computer!
I didn't know what to think. Bloody right I was jealous. Jackie had never wanted or needed anyone else - she was, as she always stressed herself- a one man woman. Often during sex I would talk about how great it would be to share her body with others. She would go along with the fantasy happily and add fuel to it, but the more insistent I became, the more I urged her to really try it, she would always say how 'dangerous' it would be. She was a very loving woman who became attached to people very easily. In her opinion she may become emotionally attached to another lover and she did not want to ruin what we had. And as she rightly said 'You don't want that either, do you!'
She was right of course, I didn't- but I was still consumed by the thought of her as a toy for groups of men! My mind was in turmoil!
For a few weeks nothing happened, then one night she confessed how she had been on the site and exchanged one or two messages with Jarvis whilst I was out. He had sent a few more pics and expressed his desire to see 'more' of her. My stomach heaved, my head span. 'And have you sent any?' I asked.
'Yes, but nothing hardcore. He is so polite I just had to send him one of me naked on the bed.'
'What about his pictures? Were they naked?' I urged.
'One was him in just shorts. He is a little fat around his waist- but you know how I like a little chubby waist to cuddle up to!' she giggled.
'But you couldn't see his cock?'
'Not exactly – but the bulge in his shorts looked quite big!' she teased.
'Can I read your messages, Jack?' I asked.
'Ooooh, don't know about that. I think I should keep you guessing – don't you?
Maybe soon. You don't mind do you?'
What could I say? If I said yes then gone was the fuel for my fantasy – but did I want her talking with Jarvis alone? I didn't know!
'No, 'course not,' I returned, failing to convince even myself.
The next day, on my return home I found Jackie on the computer, obviously messaging Jarvis. She turned as I entered the room and hit me with, 'He wants to meet us!'
'Really?' I replied.
'Yep. He wants to wine and dine us he says!'
'Both of us – or just you?' I answered.
'Well he says us both and there's no way I would go by myself!' she said.
'What! You're seriously considering it? Surely not?' I added dumbfounded.
'Why not it seems pretty harmless and he is a really funny bloke- not seedy at all; despite his messages to you!'
'I'm not too happy about that!' I gulped.
'You're joking! You post pictures of me on the net without permission. Urge people to say what disgusting things they'd like to do to me and then say you don't want to meet anyone? You're a joke. I've a good mind to do it just to teach you a lesson. Maybe I'll go by myself if you won't come as well!'
'But Jack.......'
'Look- don't 'But Jack' me. I'm telling you I am seriously thinking about it –the more you protest the more likely it is – bloody cheek!'
I said nothing more, hoping she was doing it for effect. She wasn't!
After I got out of the bath that night, she told me that we were indeed going to meet Jarvis... and soon. 'Come on I'll let you read our messages, Mark. We've worked out a place suitable for us both- it's just working out a time and day. You can help decide that can't you?'
I had to admit that the chance to read their messages was getting me excited. I wondered what he had been saying to persuade her. I was also hoping to see more of the filthier comments no doubt left by other members about her pictures.
'Yep-I suppose so. If you're really determined to go through with it. No way am I going to let you go without me!'
'Thanks Markie darling!' she said and planted a huge kiss on my cheek!
Jackie looked absolutely stunning as we entered the bar of the Hitchin Hotel where we were due to meet with Jarvis. Her blonde hair, though short at the back, was longer at the front and often covered one pale blue eye, and when she looked at you through the strands of soft hair, or flicked her head to clear her vision, she looked so damn sexy. And that incredible smile! God – how could anyone not want to fuck her! She was wearing a short black dress, accentuating both her shapely ass and hips and hugging her still slender waist beautifully. Its low cut top also revealed, perfectly, her firm cleavage, for all to drool at. Her back was open to ogling eyes right down to the start of her ass. She was wearing too, an expensive pair of sheer black hold-up stockings and this was all topped off by a pair of black high heels. She often used to dress like this for me but hadn't done so for a long time. She was making a real effort to impress - and it was working!
How far was she really intending to go I thought, for probably the thousandth time since our meeting had been arranged? She had continually insisted that we were just going to meet for a drink and a laugh, maybe a kiss and hug. 'Jarvis is a nice guy!' she insisted. 'But I don't want to fuck him, even though he might want to fuck me!'
When I had finally been allowed to read their messages, I found that Jackie had sent further pictures in more revealing, sexy poses – none though were hardcore! Jarvis had also sent her more pics, 2 showing his cock – he was not erect, but it was clear how impressive in girth his cock was! Their written exchanges though remained quite tame – nothing there to fuel my fantasies. The depraved and graphic comments on my original postings had continued to pour in – and I savoured every one. Jackie had read them too but remained unimpressed.
Jarvis was sitting at a table in the corner. Jackie spotted him first and literally dragged me over. He stood as we approached and after firmly shaking my hand, turned his attention to Jackie. He certainly was a big man in every way. He must have been at least 6'5 and looked pretty hefty around his middle. His huge arms encircled my wife, and as she pecked him on the cheek, I watched as his spade like hands wandered down and squeezed her ass cheeks –she didn't move them but just looked at me and let out a little nervous giggle. I smiled back- though unsure about how I really felt!
As we sat down, Jarvis positioned himself between us and we stayed like that throughout the meal. The conversation was awkward at first but he put us at our ease and though much of his attention was on Jackie, I did not at any time feel left out .Often, after some humorous comment or innuendo, Jackie would lean into his shoulder and laugh or stroke his leg- something she did with anyone- but I could see Jarvis loved it and he always responded by bringing his arm around to squeeze her waist or gently brush one of her breasts.
Towards the end of our meal, Jackie excused herself to visit the toilet. Once out of earshot, Jarvis turned to me, and in a tone more in keeping with his messages to me on the internet, growled, 'Right, Markieboy I'm aiming to fuck your gorgeous little wife tonight and you're going to help me aren't you!' It didn't seem like a question.
'I'm not sure about that,' I replied, though somewhat timidly,' I don't think she's up for that at all and I'm not really sure I want that either.'
'Now I know it's what you want – you're desperate to see her sucking and fucking black cocks and believe me boy – it's going to happen. If not tonight then soon. Once she gets a look and feel of my black cock, she'll soon be hooked and then the real fun's going to begin. Your job, boy, is to help me - got it!'
I was just about to reply, when Jackie returned and Jarvis reverted to being Mr Charming.
'Hi, sexy!' he said and as she sat down once more I saw his hand squeeze her right thigh which became exposed as her dress rode up. She didn't move it away!
Our meal finished, we were about to say our goodbyes when Jarvis suggested – no insisted -that we have a little night-cap in the room he had booked for the night. He had, he said, anticipated drinking and didn't want to risk arrest by driving home. Jackie turned to me and said 'What do you think, Mark? It is a little late. Think we should be off don't you?'
It was decision time! Go now, and we may never meet again. Go now and my fantasy may remain just that - forever! The meeting was surely just Jackie's way of trying to 'teach me a lesson' after all!
