This is the third in my book club series. The book club is the same but the characters are different. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
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My name is Rita. Holly and I have been friends for ten years. Like the others in the book club, we are both recent empty nesters in our mid-forties. Holly and I are good friends but have very different personalities. Holly is very outgoing and very adventurous. I would be what most would call a follower. I am quiet and shy.
Just like several others in the club Holly and I would get together and discuss the books before the monthly club meeting.
"What did you think Rita, did you get a little embarrassed reading the book?"
"Holly please, I'm not that big of a prude. I loved the book; it was very hot. I'm sure for someone like you it was tame. I knew you would make fun of me that I would never in a million years do any of the stuff in the book."
"Stop, I'm just messing with you. There is some of that 'stuff', as you put it, I haven't done either and wouldn't do."
"Really, the way you tell it. You've done everything in the world sexually and continually make fun of me for being so reserved, as you put it."
"Come on Rita, I'm just trying to have fun with you."
"Okay, give it up. Tell me what you have done that was in that book and what you wouldn't do."
Holly looked at me with a sly look. "I've had a few threesomes with and without Don. Don and I have had a couple of foursomes but they and the threesomes were when we were much younger. I think we are probably past those days."
"Don didn't mind you having sex with another man and you didn't mind him having sex with another woman?" Rita asked puzzled.
"Oh honey, it was just sex. Just think of some of the guys you fucked before you met Chris. You didn't love them, you just fucked them." Rita put her head down. "Oh God, is Chris the only man you've been with?"
"What and that makes me a bad person because I was a virgin before I met Chris?" Rita said with venom her voice.
"Oh God no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way."
Rita looked at Holly and laughed, "No, you did mean it that way. You think I'm a goodie two shoes. Well, you're right, I am. I have no problem with you doing a three or foursome. If Chris came to me asking me to try something like that, I would tell him no."
"You don't say that all that convincing. I'm not so sure."
"Am I curious? Yes, but I could never admit that to Chris. He would think I'm the biggest slut in the world to even suggest that I'm curious about such things. So, those things are not going to happen."
"Well honey, you would love a good threesome or foursome if you tried it. I wonder if you might identify with the wife in the book that seduced a younger guy, that is very hot too."
"Okay, that was hot, but I could never do such a thing," Rita said. "Are you saying you have?" Holly smiled lowering her head. "Oh my God, you have. Give me details so I know you aren't lying."
"Fine, I'll tell you:
The summer before Matt went to college, he had a sleepover with a group of guys on his lacrosse team. Don was out of town, so I oversaw getting the food and keeping the boys in line. There was one kid who kept asking me if I needed help and hanging around me. I don't know if you remember Noland Johnson but he was in the same class as Matt. Tall, cute but very shy.
I overheard the other guys were giving him a hard time because he had just had his eighteenth birthday and had not had a girlfriend. I felt sorry for him so I gave him a little extra attention and let him help with the dishes. Apparently, the boys were hazing him because they said he had to sleep in our guest room because he didn't bring a sleeping bag. About two I found him in the hall looking for the bathroom, our hall bathroom was being remodeled and not available. I startled him pulling him into our bedroom. I told him to use the Master bathroom. When he came out, I told him to sit on the bed with me. I told him I wanted to talk to him.
He tried to beg off but I insisted. He seemed embarrassed to be sitting on my bed in just his boxers but his eyes wouldn't leave my cleavage. I had on a little nightshirt with a deep V cut. We talked about him not having a girlfriend and how shy he is around girls. "I'm going to give you a little advice Noland. When you talk to a girl, look them in the eyes. Don't stare at her tits like you have with mine. I'm flattered you want to look at them."
"Oh God, I'm sorry Mrs. King. I didn't mean to."
"Don't lie about it and don't apologize. Do you like them?" Noland nodded staring at them again. I got up and locked the bedroom door. "Can you keep a secret?" He again nodded. "If you say anything my husband will kill you, understand." Noland had a very nervous look as he nodded a third time.
I pulled my little top off giving Noland an unobscured view of my tits. He sat next to me with his mouth open, eyes glued to my tits but not moving. I grabbed his hands placing them on my tits. "Just squeeze them gently Noland. I like that." Noland had been fondling my tits for a few moments when I noticed that his cock was hard sticking out of his boxers.
I pulled his hands off my tits. "Noland, what's going on down there?" Pointing to the head of his cock poking out of his boxers.
"I'm sorry Mrs. King." Noland started to walk to the door but I still had hold of his hands.
"You're not going anywhere. Stand up and pull your boxers down." Slowly Noland stood up and pulled his underwear down. "I guess I'm going to have to punish you. Put your hands behind your back and close your eyes." When he closed his eyes, I reached out and grasped his cock. After a few strokes, I pulled it to my lips. With my lips around his dick, I watched as he opened his eyes to see me sucking his cock. Logan moaned as I took him deeper into my mouth. The way he was moaning I thought he was going to cum, so I pulled his dick from my mouth looking up at him.
"Logan, do you think you've been punished enough?"
I bewildered Logan looked at me strangely with his dick pointing to the ceiling. "I guess."
"You're wrong, lay on the bed." Once he was on his back, I slipped my panties off climbing on top of him. "Remember, this never happened." With a squish my pussy enveloped his dick, riding him till he shot his load inside me.
Once he calmed down, I told him to go back to the guest room and not say a word about what we did.
I had been holding my hand over my mouth the entire time Holly told her story. "Holy crap, I can't believe you did that. Weren't you afraid you would be caught?"
Holly laughed, "Eighteen-year-old boys will do anything for pussy, including keeping their mouth shut. Not to mention the threat of me claiming rape sealed his lips. Shit I am getting a little turned on thinking about it."
I had to admit to herself that there was some wetness between her legs after hearing her friend's conquest but I wasn't going to tell her. "You're just more adventurous than I am. I couldn't get a young man to look at me much less get up the courage to seduce him."
"That is so not true. Look at you, you have a great body with great tits. Almost as good as mine. You could seduce anyone you wanted, you just choose not to or you're to chicken too."
I was taken back by what my friend said. "You think I'm chicken? I'm not chicken, I just have morals." I was a little pissed that she thought I was chicken.
"Oh please, you just told me how hot those stories in the book were and I bet if I checked your little kitty I would I'd find it nice and moist. Tell me I'm wrong."
My blushing said everything, I knew I couldn't hide it. "Fine, I got a little turned on but I could never seduce a kid."
"Wait right there, Logan was eighteen years old. He was a man and I just helped him with his manhood. I didn't seduce a kid. If anything, I did him a service. He was a shy young man who knew nothing about how to act with a woman. I helped him. If along the way I got some enjoyment out of it, is that bad?"
"I'm not judging you. I'll admit it, it sounded hot how you helped Logan with his manhood as you put it. I just can't ever imagine I could do that."
"Right because you're chicken. I will bet you right now that you would chicken out. A hundred bucks on the line."
"Look I'm not going to do so I'm not betting but if I wanted to, I wouldn't chicken out." I was getting pissed again.
"Alright, a different bet then. You don't have to seduce anyone. You just have to get a young man to show you his dick. We'll take the sex out of it; you don't have to have sex but him. If you can get your conquest to show you his dick, you win." I hesitated. "See chicken."
"I'm not chicken, you want to bet. Fine, I'll do it, but no sex and no cheating on my husband. Just get him to show me his dick and I win right?" Holly nodded. "I have to say I don't know where I will find such person or conquest as you call it."
"It's a bet then. Finding someone is easy. We have a target rich environment very close and they deliver." I looked at her perplexed and nervous. "There is a cute boy, young man, who just started at the grocery store as a sacker and he is a delivery guy. You're going to call in an order for delivery. My friend is the assistant manager who schedules the deliveries. I will make sure they send him at the end of his shift. All you have to do is get him to show you his dick and you win."
"That's all I have to do right? No touching it or having sex and I win, right?"
"Right, the bets on then." Holly knew she had played me. She knew my weakness has always been my competitiveness. I'm sure in her mind she had just won regardless how the bet turned out.
"Oh God, what have I done?" I thought to myself. I was consumed with not be chicken and winning a stupid bet. In my mind I could win the bet and not to cross any lines that would damage my marriage.
Chris was going to be out of town on a hunting trip the upcoming weekend so I decided that I would win the bet while he was gone and take no chance to have him walk in on me. My problem was that I couldn't come up with a plan to get the delivery guy to show me his dick. Several different ideas popped in my head but I dismissed them just as quickly.