From Cheating to Swinging

I sat at the bar and ordered a scotch on the rocks. It took a minute for me to realize I was sitting on the stool he had used. The one to my left, Ann's, was vacant. I was still in shock. I was still horny. I couldn't get the image of her fucking that guy out of my head. The more I thought about it, the hornier I became. My dick swelled as I mentally reviewed the action.

Should I try to get back at her somehow? That would only work if she knew that I knew what she had done, and also knew what I did. But did I want her to know that I knew? If she did, maybe she wouldn't do it again. Yet I wanted the excitement of seeing her in action again. How would she react if I asked her to continue picking up men so I could see her fucking them? If she answered yes, could I be in the room with them? Would she think I was a pervert? Or would she be thrilled by the idea? Would she want to watch me fucking other women? Probably not. Or would she? She enjoyed watching porno movies with me, or so she said. She commented about both the men and the women. Once she asked me if I would like to screw one of the women. Had that been a hint that I could play around?

A young woman in her early twenties sat down on my left. It was instantly apparent she wasn't wearing a bra. "Hi," she said. "I see you came back,"

"Huh?" I said.

"You had a hot ham and cheese in that booth. Thanks for the tip. I never got one that big before."

"You're welcome. I had to leave suddenly."

She ordered a drink. I immediately threw a five-dollar bill on the bar. "Thank you. I'm off duty now. I don't remember seeing you here before."

"This is my first time. The sandwich was quite good."

"You didn't eat much of it. In fact you seemed very uninterested in eating."

"I had something on my mind."

"Work related?"

"Indirectly."

"What do you do?"

"I'm an engineer. We had a problem come up, and I had to work late."

"And you told your wife you wouldn't be home until midnight or later."

"How do you know that?"

"Honey, half the men in here are married. At least you're honest enough to leave your ring on."

"I don't get it."

"This is a pickup bar. Married guys are always looking for a little extra on the side. You're very easy to spot. The untanned ring on your finger gives you away. Plus you are always wearing suits. Single guys dress casually."

"I'm really not on the prowl, and I was working late. We just solved the problem faster than expected."

"It's okay. Once in a while an honest person comes along."

"You work here. What about the women? How many of them are married?"

"Maybe five per cent. They usually dress pretty slutty. Like the woman that was here when you came in earlier. No bra. No panties. It didn't take her more than twenty minutes to pick him up."

"Is she a regular?"

"I don't think so. I've only worked here a couple months, but I don't remember seeing her before." That was somewhat of a relief. At least Ann wasn't a total tramp. "I noticed you were watching her pretty close. Were you planning to hit on her too?"

"No. I just came in to get something to eat before going home."

"Then why did you come back?"

I paused to think. Why had I come back to that place? There were other bars I could have gone to. Some were closer to home. "I needed a drink."

"Do you know her?" I lowered my head and sipped my drink. I couldn't look at her. "Ooh, I see. You know what they say. What's good for the goose is good for the gander."

"What are you getting at?"

She put her hand on my leg. "It stands to reason that if she can play around, you should be able to as well. It's only fair." She took my hand and placed it on her thigh. Her skirt was as short as Ann's. "Check it out." Slowly, carefully, I extended my hand under her skirt and found her naked hairless pussy. "We have time for a quickie at my place. It's only eleven." My mind was whirling. Was I being set up to be hit on the head and robbed? Could I trust her? "Don't worry. I'm not a prostitute. I've been with lots of married men. I just love sex. I can see you want me as much as I want you. Come on."

I was still horny from watching Ann and her lover. This girl wasn't making things easier for me. She took my hand and slid off her seat. Like a puppy, I let her lead me outside.

I opened the passenger door, and she got in, lifting her skirt as she sat down. As I got behind the wheel, she spread her legs giving me an unobstructed view of her shaved vaginal lips. She moved over next to me. Our mouths met passionately. My left hand rubbed her pussy. She was already wet. She gripped my neck and slipped her tongue into my mouth causing me to breathe harder. With her right hand, she unzipped my pants and, after a short struggle, freed my rigid cock. "Man, that's gorgeous. Drive around into the alley. I can't wait long enough to get you home."

I started the engine and drove around the corner. As I pulled into the alley, I felt her mouth close around my hot member. I unbuckled my belt as I stopped under the light over the back door of the restaurant so I could see her better. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly. Her suction wasn't quite as strong as Ann's, but it didn't matter. My arousal level was so high that I shot my cum into her mouth within half a minute. She gulped down every drop. "I hope you weren't planning on leaving me high and dry," she said.

"No," I said, "but you don't seem very dry."

"I live just a couple blocks from here."

Following her directions, we arrived at her apartment building in a few minutes. She pulled me by the hand to her door. With trembling hands I took her keys and unlocked the door. She stripped off her blouse and skirt enroute to the bedroom. My shirt and tie fell on the blouse, and my pants and briefs on the skirt. Our clothes should get laid too. Out if the corner of my eye, I saw a closet door slightly ajar, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I yanked off my shoes and socks, and we both plopped onto the bed.

She rolled on top of me and pressed her mouth hard against mine. My hands squeezed her firm bottom as she wriggled it from side to side bringing my cock back up to attention. I turned her onto her back and kissed her neck while one hand caressed her large, firm breasts. Slow down, I told myself. Stop acting like a teenager. Slowly, deliberately, I kissed a circle around one breast, then the other. I followed this with another circle an inch closer to the nipples, then with another circle a little nearer, and another until I was nibbling her erect nipples. "Eat me," she whispered breathlessly as she tried shoving my head toward her pussy.

I pushed her arms down to her sides and left a trail of kisses down her chest to her navel, which I tongued gently. She trembled as a mini-orgasm shook her loins. I continued down to her hairless nether lips. Parting her pussy lips with my tongue, I flicked my tongue around her firm clit for a couple minutes before applying suction to her nub. This time she climaxed with strong shaking for at least fifteen seconds. "Fuck me," she moaned. I wasn't finished. My tongue went down to the entrance to her tunnel and inside it. With the tip of my nose against her clit, I began a low-pitched humming. Her thighs clamped against my head as another orgasm coursed through her body.

As I raised the pitch of my humming, the intensity of her shaking increased. "I want you to fuck me now!" she screamed. As I raised up on my arms, she grabbed my dick and led it to her cunt. I slid into her wet hole with one smooth stroke. She wrapped her legs around my waist. "Don't you go anywhere until you make me cum." I moved my knees forward and put my arms under her knees and began pounding into her as quickly as I could. With each thrust I pulled back until just the head of my cock was inside her, then slammed all the way back in. My balls slapped her butt repeatedly. After a couple minutes of this, my loins began tensing up, and my balls contracted as I shot into her again and again. Her entire body went rigid as she received my cum into her womb.

After what seemed like eternity, we both collapsed. I rolled off her, and she laid her head on my shoulder. "No man has ever given me so much pleasure," she said. "Where did you earned to eat pussy like that?"

"Years of practice," I said. "I'm sure you can teach others to do the same thing."

"You can believe I will. I hate to let you go, but you should be getting home."

"Unfortunately you're right."

"Will you be coming back to the restaurant?"

"I don't know. They do have good things to eat,"

"Are you referring to the menu?"

"That's good too."

Reluctantly I gathered my clothes and dressed. She followed me to the door naked. I could see some of my cum dripping down her thighs. We kissed, and I opened the door. "Cum again," she said.

As the door closed behind me, I heard another door open. As I looked around, I realized the sound came from inside the apartment. "Start teaching me babe," I heard a man's voice say.

Walking to my car, I felt like a big chump. I had been set up for another man's voyeuristic pleasure. Yet only an hour earlier, I had been the voyeur. My own spying had excited me and had been behind my behavior. I had gone back to the bar for the purpose of getting laid; I knew that now. Ann and I were now even in getting some strange. Where we weren't even was in both of us knowing and seeing what the other had done. I wanted to see her screw another man again. Would she do it if I asked her to? There was the question of her seeing me with another woman. Would she go for it? What about same room swapping? Both of us fucking someone else side by side on the same bed? That would be a quantum leap. Probably too much at once.

As I drove home I became aware that I smelled of pussy juice. Could I get into the shower without waking Ann?