Note from Slick: Looks like Chapter One was a hit and got you all going. Soft swing is a lot of fun without taking that last nasty step. Chapter two gets some of the spouses involved so sit back and enjoy. All rights reserved.
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Mark and Megan were quiet the rest of the way to her bank. They listened to the morning news but their minds were on Jim and Jill. "See you at 5," she said moving out of his car.
Mark looked for Jim's car but didn't see it. He went to his assistant who told him that Jim had called in sick. After checking his emails Mark called Megan.
"Hi...uh is Jill there?"
"I was going to call you. No she called in sick."
"Jim did the same. Do you think that they are together?"
"I don't know..I mean it does sound strange. Do you think that...." Megan worked in a cubicle and heard voices behind her. "I got to go."
The day went so slow but finally Megan saw Mark pulling up to the entrance. She hurried inside his car and didn't lock her seatbelt before talking. "I tried her cell phone and no one answered at her house."
Mark didn't comment until they got on the Parkway. "I guess they didn't want to go back to just being carpool friends."
"Oh God...what do you think the are doing?"
"Uh Megan," Mark said. "What do you think?"
*
"Are you sure it is empty?" Jill asked Jim as they sped down Route 35 towards Point Pleasant.
"Yes, my mother had the water turned off last week."
Jill watched as they passed a few small beach houses. When the bigger ones started she turned. "How big is the beach house?"
"Big. It's been in the family for ages. But before we go there lets stop at the diner for breakfast. There is no food in the house."
"Good," she sighed. Her knees were trembling as the moment for them to be together got closer.
After getting to the diner they ordered and Jill leaned forward. "You know that Mark and Megan are going to put two and two together."
"So? What can they do or say? If I remember they got pretty chummy in the back seat."
After getting the coffee Jill leaned again. "We are just messing around and that's it."
"Agreed," he smiled. "How many times do I need to tell you?"
Jill kept looking at the other restaurant patrons thinking that they were looking at her...judging her. She was a younger woman with an older man. She heard her phone ringing and picked it up. "It's Megan."
"Don't answer it," Jim instructed.
"God I feel so sneaky," she whispered. She was close to tell him that she wanted to go back to the mall and pick up her car.
"We are not going to do anything bad," he whispered back.
"This is all bad," she thought as he paid the bill and they headed to his car. She slouched down in her seat until he started to pull down the small street towards the beach house. She felt him brake well short of the drive. "What's wrong?"
"There are two cars in front of the house," he whispered. He drove slowly forward until he recognized the car. "What the fuck?"
"Who is it?"
"It's my wife's car and I don't recognize the other...wait can you see the license number?"
Jill sat forward with her face close to the windshield. "There are no numbers. Just letters...WILD..BILL."
"Oh my god," he said sitting back.
"What's wrong? Who is it?"
"She's with her fucking boss."
Jill saw the anger and realized that his wife was in the house with another man. "We need to leave."
"I've got to stop it. She said they were going to a conference in Baltimore. She's fucking her fuckin boss."
"And what are you going to say when they ask who I am?" Jill asked trying to reason with him.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. We need to hide and see what's going on."
"I want to go back to my car," she said firmly. She didn't want to get involved with his wife and her lover.
"Maybe I can sneak up to the house and..."
"Either take me to my car or drive me somewhere so I can get a cab."
"Uh...OK I'll take you back to your car."
*
"Maybe I shouldn't have stopped messing around," Megan said as they were stuck in traffic nearing the exit where the turnpike came in.
"What?" Mark asked not believing her. "Are you joking?"
"No, now I'm jealous that they..that she is...you know with Jim."
"Do you really know what you want Megan?"
"Yes. Let's go somewhere."
"Jesus, I'm not going to fall for it again."
"I'm serious," she said turning towards him. "We are stuck in traffic and won't get home for hours anyway."
But Mark just sat starring ahead. "Sorry but I don't believe you."
"How can I prove it?" She grinned.
"Here? Now?"
"We're stopped and haven't moved for ten minutes." She turned towards him and grabbed the bottom of her skirt.
Mark's eyes widened as she slowly uncovered her bare thighs. Her legs were parted enough to see her pink panties. "You don't have to do this."
"I think I do," she said seriously. When the skirt bunched up at her waist she leaned back.
"Geez," he whispered seeing her dark bush through the lacy material.
"Give me your hand."
Mark's trembling fingers moved into her grasp. His arm was limp allowing her to guide his hand over and down between her opened thighs. He felt her moisture and then the gash underneath. Her fingers hooked the elastic and pulled to the side while her hand let his hand loose.
"God," he said softly aiming his middle finger into her shaved lips. He parted the puffy flesh and moved inside until his middle finger disappeared up to his second knuckle.
"Ohhhh," Megan moaned lifting upward to allow him to go even deeper. It was then the car behind him beeped. "HONK!"
Mark smiled bringing his finger out. "I...uh believe you."
"Good," she said snapping her panties back in place and turning to face forward. "Do you want to stop somewhere?"
"Maybe," he grinned. They drove another fifteen minutes before Mark pulled the car into the rest stop.
"Are you low on gas?" Megan giggled noting he was driving the car towards the further end of the parking lot.
"Nope have enough gas. You see I have this problem going on in my pants." He stopped the car and dropped his seat backward.
"Maybe I can help," she smiled and looked around before releasing her seatbelt and leaning over to open and unzip his slacks. "Ummm, look at what I found." Megan reached into his boxers and grabbed onto his hot shaft. She jerked it outward and held it up proudly "OH MY!!"
Mark was finished with talking. He felt her gather his pre-cum in her fist and slowly start stroking him. He remembered that she had said that she didn't do oral and figured it was out.
Megan checked the parking lot periodically as she slowly jerked him off. His hips were rising upward as she pulled up and lowered as she pushed down. "Are you getting close?"
"Yes," he managed to groan.
She held him tight as she pulled her purse up onto her lap. Her left hand fumbled inside until she found the package of tissues. After grabbing a bunch she held onto them as her right hand finished him off.
"Ohhhh....OHHHHH?" He grunted. "NOW MEGAN NOW!"
She giggled seeing the white fountain and managed to get most of it as he exploded three times. Finally he was empty and collapsed down into his seat.
"Believe me now?"
"Oh yes...definitely." He sat up and moved his seat back into place. "Do you want me to do you now?"
"We will have a lot of opportunities," she grinned.
* After arriving at home that night Megan felt nervous and very guilty for the first time. She had convinced herself that kissing and some touching wasn't really cheating but now after jerking off another man it was different. Her son Bobby was in his room doing homework and her husband Tom was reading the newspaper in the den.
"I'm in here," Tom yelled when he heard her come in.
Megan took a deep breath and painted on a nervous smile before walking into the room. "The traffic was stopped for at least an hour and it was slow all the way down past the Raritan toll booth."
"I ordered some pizzas and Bobby and I ate. I left you some on the stove." He looked up and saw the red spots on her arm. "What happened there?"
Megan held up her arm and was surprised to see a cluster of red spots on her right bicep and forearm. "I'm not sure." She rubbed over it. "It doesn't itch or anything."
Tom moved closer and peered at the spots. "It looks like hives. You know when people get stressed out or are really nervous."
"Uh...it's probably from the traffic. It stresses you out."
"Yeah, I guess you are right," he said picking up his newspaper.
As much as she enjoyed messing around with Mark she needed some serious sex. "After dinner and after Bobby goes to bed how about we put on some music upstairs." It was their clue for sex.
"Uh...I was going to watch the Mets. They come on at 8PM."
She sighed. "I guess I'll do it without you."
After the pizza Megan changed into her pajamas and was about to take a long bath when her cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw Jill's name. "Where have you been?"
"Are you alone?" Jill whispered. She too was in her bathroom with the shower running to drown out her voice.
"Yes."
"Jim and I decided to take the day off and...and go to the beach. His family has a beach house that is empty or at least he thought it was."
"Oh Geez..what happened?"
"Evidently his wife and her boss were in the house. Jim put two and two together and figured they were fucking."
"Oh my God. What happened then?"
"He wanted to confront them but I told him to take me back to my car. I was going to go to work but decided to stay home. I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls."
"So, you and Jim..you didn't do anything."
"No, and now I'm scared of getting involved because it's going to get messy with his wife and everything."
"Uh...well I thought that Jim and you....you know..were really messing around and I decided to start it again with Mark."
"You're kidding. So....?"
"So, I let him finger me and then...on the way home we parked in the rest stop and I jerked him off."
Jill laughed. "That's what started it with Jim and I. He stopped by the nursery and we did the same to each other. We saw each other naked."
They were quiet for ten seconds. Megan spoke. "So, I guess we are past just kissing and now are touching bare privates. I'm not sure I can do that in the car."
"We need to know where Jim stands with all of this before we get too far along. Let's play it by ear tomorrow morning."
*
Mark was in his workshop going to call Jim when his cell phone rang. He saw that it was Jim's home phone. "Where were you today?"
