In Chapters one, two, and three my wife took cash from neighbor Ralph for him to see her naked, more cash to let him fuck her, and then finally into a routine of fucking on a regular basis. Towards the end of chapter three I found some comfort in an unusual young lady named Suzy from work.
You can start from here or be well advised to go to Chapter 1 to see how it all begins.
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My friend Ralph had been fucking my wife Claire a lot. This particular night I hung back to watch the game rather that follow them to the bedroom to watch them try to hump each other to death.
I hadn't realized how much it might take away from them I wasn't there to see her get fucked. I was going in to watch them finish, but they came back in the den before the game was over.
"How was it? Sorry I didn't get in there for the grand finale."
"What the fuck was that all about?" My wife Claire was pissed and almost spitting venom.
"What the fuck was what about?"
I wasn't upset at all if something hadn't gone right for them. Ralph looked a little stone faced.
"You made the rule when this started that I couldn't let Ralph fuck me unless you were in the room." Claire continued complaining.
"Ralph's buried his cock in you and dumped a load in your cunt probably fifty times. You can only do that so many ways. Besides I trust you. I wouldn't care if you met somewhere else or even go on a date for that matter. Maybe fuck in the back of bar or a dark restaurant. Why should have to be in the room to watch?"
"Are you trying to fuck with us? It's not the same if you aren't watching."
"You mean you get off on knowing I'm watching you cheat on me?" I mocked.
"I guess that's it. Even Ralph says it's not the same if you aren't there to watch him pump his cock in and out of me, then see me get up with his cum running out of my pussy."
"Sounds like you two are a couple of exhibitionists. I suppose I can sit in if it means that much to you."
Hell, the guy was helping us out with twelve hundred a month in exchange for getting to fuck my wife, maybe sitting in would be the least I could do. I had kind of lost the attraction, not just the sight of him fucking her, but my attraction to my wife herself. Sure, we needed the money and it sure solved the financial problem. Except now she was still my wife and I no longer felt jealous.
Claire got on her knees and her elbows on the loveseat. Ralph moved in behind and poked his cock into Claire. I watched Ralph pound into her while she got vocal. Okay, maybe that part was pretty interesting. Then my wife brought the drama into it again.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God, yes! Screw my fucking cunt. Cum in me again. Shoot you seed deep in me. Put a baby in me. Put your fucking baby in me!"
Ralph didn't seem to mind trying to put a baby in her. It bothered him before, but now he really fucked her hard and fast until his cum blasted up inside her. Ralph kept fucking her long after I could tell he had cum in her. When Ralph got off she stayed on her knees with her gaping fuck hole glaring right at me. Cum bubbled out, running down both thighs. Claire stood up, rubbing her hands over her belly as if she was several months pregnant.
"That mother-fucker's seed went so deep in me." Claire glared at me as she almost spit the words at my face.
"Looks like some of it is coming out already." I pointed at the mess leaving her slit.
"That's because there was so fucking much." She bragged.
True enough. Where it was starting to run down her thighs before, a stream puddled and ran down to her knee.
"Oh, God." She squealed.
Ralph and I watched her cute little ass jiggle as she ran for the bathroom with her knees together trying to keep it off the carpet.
"You know. We did talk about me knocking her up."
"I think you are okay. She's on the pill."
"No, I mean we really talked about me knocking her up. For her to stop taking the pill. I'd like to see her pregnant, carrying my kid. She'd like me to tag her with my child, too."
"That ain't going to happen."
"We're not talking about getting married or being together. You'd raise it with your kids like it was your own. I'd pay all the bills. No one would have to know."
Claire came back in the room. Still naked, but no longer leaking his cum.
"You two look serious." She looked worried.
It was my turn to speak.
"Ralph was telling me your fantasy about having his baby is not just a fantasy."
"Well, I really wonder what it would be like."
"I can't really tell you what it would be like because it's not going to happen."
"What makes you so certain?" I couldn't believe she was challenging me.
"Let's face some facts. If you get pregnant there will be a paternity test. If it's his kid those photos you think I deleted go to your parents and his wife as well as before the judge. And, Claire, as a mother, I think you have enough kids. Being pregnant again would just interrupt your fun times with your fuck buddies. So rather than me worry about you taking birth control you need to make an appointment to get your tubes tied."
"That's bullshit!" Claire was screaming in my face."
"I can't have you tell my wife." Ralph was in a panic.
"So, this needs to remain civil. Claire, tomorrow you make an appoint with a doctor ASAP. Then I won't have to worry about any sneaky pregnancy plans when you fuck someone behind my back."
"Oh, when I fuck somebody you're sure as shit are going to know about it, and it won't be just a time or two!" Claire was almost screaming at me again.
"When I started fucking you I didn't expect you to be fucking other guys, too." Ralph had gotten in on it.
"Ralph! You've got a wife and I've got a husband. Where in the hell do you get off telling me who I can and cannot fuck?"
"Fuck you, Claire!"
"And, fuck you, Ralph."
Oh, a little lover's spat could work in my favor. Ralph put his clothes on and headed for the door.
"Ralph you're going be paying the twelve hundred a month whether you are fucking her or not. Otherwise, your wife Laura gets to see how well I work a camera." I called after him.
"You, son of a bitch. Fuck you, too."
"Just don't test me, Buddy."
As it turned out Ralph didn't show up for the rest of the week.
Claire showered after he left and watched TV with me. She had dressed in a T-shirt and sleep shorts. Not a word was said between us until we went to bed and she surprised me when she asked me to fuck her. Being second in line didn't bother me at all. I liked her sloppy seconds with her loose pussy and sticky insides. She got pretty wild as I made her wait so she would cum hard. Claire acted like she wanted to be my wife again as she cuddled up naked to me and fell asleep.
I couldn't wait to get to work the next morning. I was ready to go early which turned out to be a mistake, or so I thought.
"You sure are getting an early start. I'm a little late. I needed to shower again. Could you drop the kids off with Mom?"
Shit! The best laid plans, as they say. I don't think I'd ever been to her parents' house in the morning, but it was on the way to work. I parked in front of their garage door, knocked and went on in with the kids. I surprised her Mom as she was in her nightgown.
"Oh, snap. I wish I knew you were coming instead of your wife. I could have at least combed my hair a little better and put on a dress."
"You look fine to me. It's a refreshing insight."
It was probably a combination of a lot of things that made me feel bold with her. I had seen her tit with her seeming to warm to the occasion. I did have fuck photos of her daughter and Ralph. And, there was the fact that I had just fucked Suzy the day before. Things were lining up for me.
I reached down to pick up Jason. In a scene reminiscent of me seeing her tit I handed him to her. During the transfer I moved the back of my hand against that nice tit I'd had the glimpse of on that Sunday. She reached to take her grandson from me. As she took him I turned my hand around and put it on her tit with my palm over her nipple. There was maybe a five second pause as we looked at each other before I gave it a soft squeeze.
"Are you alright, Emma?" I spoke quietly.
"Ummm, yes. Let me put Jacob down."
I watched my son scoot off to wherever his sister had gone deeper into the house. My mother-in-law turned to watch him go out of sight. I started to put my hand back on her tit. Emma stopped me.
"I probably shouldn't have let that happen."
"I'm glad it did."
"Aren't you going to be late for work?"