This is Part 4 of the series. You really need to read from Part 1, to understand the emotions involved. The story is about wife sharing. If you're not into that, don't bother reading further.
I must've nodded off, for more than a few minutes. Awakened by the drone of a hair dryer, I figured Rebecca showered to clean the accumulated cum from her body.
Looking around, I saw Greg still passed out on the floor. The booze and sex had taken it's toll. Luke wasn't on the bed.
Then I heard the hair dryer stop, and the click of the washroom door. Luke and Rebecca were whispering. I crept quietly to the hall, just in time to see Luke walk into the washroom.
As the whispering continued, I heard Luke, 'It's great seeing you again. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you sooner.'
'Nice to see you too, Luke.'
'I tried to get hold of you. I called and I wrote, but you never responded.'
Rebecca spoke with a touch of empathy, 'I told you our fling was just that. I took advantage of my free pass. We had a great time, but it was over when I went home.'
'Was there someone else?'
'Of course there was. My husband. And he has been a great and understanding lover! He fulfilled all my sexual needs, and has always made it clear, that we could have another man in our relationship. Although he was really turned on by the idea, I never felt the need.'
'I get it. But now you have an open marriage.'
'Yes, and the stars seemed to align tonight.'
'You know, London seems so long ago, but you're still as sexy as ever!'
'You're full of it!'
'No. Really. When I look at you, I see the twenty something woman of my dreams. You still have a great body, a sexy smile, and oh, those eyes! When you looked up at me, stroking my cock, that's when it hit me. But I'd swear your name was Jane.'
'Ah... yeah. I went by Jane when I was with you. I wanted to act completely free, and wild! So I took on a different character. My name is Rebecca Jane, so it wasn't to hard keep straight. Some of my old friends still call me Jane.'
'So, can we rekindle some more of our past passion?'
'It seems as though it should happen... doesn't it? I've broken down so many barriers tonight. You must have a pretty good idea what's gonna happen next.'
My earlier suspicions were confirmed. He was the one. I finally got to meet the guy who fucked her, so long ago. I was always curious about him, and I thought she must've kept some secrets about their fling. She never really went into a lot of detail, and as years went by, when I'd ask her again, she'd say she didn't remember. Our sex life was great and I gave her more free passes if she was going to meetings out of town. She'd just smile and tell me, "No, I'm a happily married woman!"
I knew this secret would be a topic of conversation when this was over. Hopefully, she'd paint a clearer picture of their time together, if for no other reason but to feed my twisted imagination and fantasies, of her with another man.
I eased forward and peaked into the washroom, just catching their reflection in the mirror. They were both naked, locked in an embrace, french necking, with Luke's drug enhanced boner pressed against her belly. His hands slid down her body as he pushed her against the long vanity, easing his cock between her thighs, 'I want you Jane!'
'Oh God! I want you too!'
She leaned back and he started kissing her neck, slowly moving lower, along her bare shoulder, to her breasts, massaging them gently, 'Fuck Luke. You're still... so good... turning a woman on! Ahhh... yeahhh!'
'You're so sexy, baby! So fucking sexy!'
'Luke, let's do what we did... all those years ago.'
He turned her around to face the mirror, wrapping his arms around her, nuzzling his head to her neck, dragging his tongue up behind her ear.
As he caressed her, she leaned back, breathing deeply, 'Luke, you remember! That turns me on... so much! So much!'
He squeezed her butt cheeks and pulled her away from the vanity. Leaning forward, she parted her legs and moved back further, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh. He was looking at her reflection in the mirror, licking her ear, 'You want it, don't you!'
'You know I do!'
'Tell me, Jane.'
'What?'
'Tell me what you want.'
'Ohhh... I want your... fat cock in my pussy again... fuck me!'
He grabbed his cock, slid it between her thighs and slowly eased it into her pussy.
'Oooo yeaahh.... I've missed this, Jane... your pussy feels like velvet... '
'Ahh yeah...Ahhh Luke... God... it feels so good!'
'Fuck yeah! Fucking your hot, married pussy again!'
She lowered her shoulders and pushed her ass back toward him as he started thrusting. He wrapped his arms around her grabbing her breasts, lifting her to face his reflection. 'Look Jane! Watch us fuck!'
She stared ahead, watching him fucking her from behind. Seeing the look of lust on her face, as well as his. They were fucking with incredible passion, breathing heavily, moaning and groaning.
'I remember... this pussy, Jane.... I've jacked off...so many times to... the thought of fucking you! You're so fucking hot... full of lust!'
A hand on my shoulder made me jump! I looked with surprise at Greg, who sheepishly shrugged an apology.
'Sorry. What have we got here? Luke getting some?'
'Yeah, he timed it right. And she's really into it!'
We stood there, just out of sight, watching them fuck. She was resting on her elbows now, her head down, hissing through clenched teeth, her ass cheeks jiggling each time he slammed forward.
'I've thought about... fucking you too, Luke. James likes it when I fantasize about other men... and... fuck yeah... you... eeeeww! You... are the main guy! Oh yeah! Harder... ram me with that cock! Jeesssuus!'
'You still like a hard fuck.. don't you, Jane? I thought you would! That's it, spread 'em wider, bitch! Take that cock! Fuck it like you mean it! That's it! Good slut! Awww... Fuck!!'
He grabbed her ass and held his cock deep inside as he lurched and shook, firing a load of cream into her hot, wanton pussy!
Resting on the vanity, Rebecca slowly recovered from her first fuck of the night,