Note to the readers: This is a story about a couple that are not (yet) married but are emotionally committed to each other. They are in an ethical physically non-monogamous relationship. They have been together for years yet maintain separate residences. They often spend nights at each other's residence and are rarely apart on any given weekend. They enjoy attending swingers' parties and revel in the pleasure of each other. While not married, they know it's in their future. The female half sets up a trade as a treat for her future husband. Part one of this story told of the other wife (Janet) coming to visit Frank and spending the day as his free use wife. This part tells, from Cheryl's point of view, how she spent her day as Mike's (the other husband) free use wife.
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I already had the shower water running hot when Frank came to join me. I knew he wanted to hear all about my day and how Mike had used me as his 'free use wife' for the day. I needed the hot shower because Mike had left me very well used and I not only wanted to make sure that I was clean for Frank to reclaim me, which I knew he would, but also to relax and stretch some of my sore muscles. Before I started telling Frank about my day, I wanted to make sure he'd been happy with Janet. As we held each other under the hot spray, our faces just inches apart, I asked him, "So, did Janet take care of you properly today?"
"Oh, yes," he said with a big smile. "She was eager and hungry and everything I enjoy in a woman," he continued. "And the fact that you two are so different physically made it a lot of fun too." I knew what he meant. I'm very petite with barely a B-cup chest while Janet is very curvy with DD breasts and has brownish-red hair compared to my blond locks. I felt Frank's hands travel down to my ass, pulling me harder against his body, and I could feel his cock starting to grow. Idly I wondered how many times he'd already cum in the day, but I knew I'd find out -- and I also knew that he'd still cum again for me... mostly because I wouldn't let him sleep until he did.
With a wicked grin on my face I asked him, "Do I want to know how many times she made you cum?" I felt his hands pulling my ass cheeks apart and the hot water running over my tight backdoor. As I waited for his answer, I pushed him back away and reached for the soap. He answered me as I started to lather his chest.
"Since you asked," he said, "Janet took four loads from me today."
"Mmmm," I smiled and lowered my hands to start lathering up his growing cock. "Do you have any left in here for me?"
His smile equaled my own as I felt his cock lurch in my stroking hand, my other hand reaching up from under to fondle and caress his balls. "You know I do," he answered me. "The day's not over until we cum together."
At that, he took the soap from me and spun me around. I reached back between us to keep stroking his cock even as he used the soap to lather up my chest before putting it back in the tray. His hands returned to my chest where he caressed and massaged my pert tits, pinching and pulling on my nipples as best he could with the lather. "Now, tell me about your day," he said.
"Well," I said, moaning in between words as his hands pleasured my chest and I continued to feel his cock grow, "Janet had told me she'd have Mike all worked up and waiting, and she'd left the front door unlocked so I didn't even have to knock when I got there. In fact," I said with a giggle, "we passed each other and waved just a few minutes after I left this morning."
Frank turned me to put my front in the water and begin rinsing off the soap, and I knew he was doing that because he wanted to play with my pussy, and he was always careful about putting soap down there. His cock was still slippery with soap lather, but I could tell the difference between his precum as it began leaking and the lather's slipperiness. I kept telling my story. "I went in and locked the door behind me and made my way to their bedroom where Janet told me he'd be waiting... and waiting he was -- on top of their bedding, his cock rock hard and pointed at the ceiling as he stroked it."