David ran his hands up under my t-shirt and cupped my breasts. He nibbled at my earlobe and then stuck his warm tongue in my ear. I giggled and tried to get away from him. I didn't try too hard; he is too big and strong anyway. His whole lean and muscled body was pressed against me. I didn't want to get away. It felt too damned good. I wanted him to throw me over his shoulder and carry me to our bed.
Not yet, our girls were watching TV right in front of us. They turned to look at us then looked back at the TV. David said "I guess I'll go wash the car, we will finish that later." He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows with his very best leer.
I watched him walk off. God how I loved him. What a hunk. Six two, 195 pounds of pure muscle and bone. Fit and trim and he is all mine. I went back to my dusting, which I hated. It was a Saturday chore. This was a Saturday. I watched the TV show, cartoons. That should keep our little angels from fighting for a minute.
I slipped out the garage door and saw David bending over scrubbing the rims on my new Honda Odyssey. I sneaked over and got the hose and picked it up. He stood and walked away from me to the rear wheel and bent over again. There was no way I could resist it. I picked up the nozzle and aimed it at his tight little white shorts. I pulled the trigger and one little squirt of water came out and hit him on the butt. He stood up with the bucket of soapy water in his hand. Oh! No! I squeezed the trigger again and another feeble squirt hit him in the crotch. I saw it coming too late. The whole bucket of water hit me in the chest. I screamed and ran for the house. He caught me in about two steps. Damn he was quick. He twirled me around and turned the bucket over and sat on it. He lifted me across his knees and started paddling me. I looked up and saw two of our neighbors standing laughing. Three cars were also stopped watching. I was having a giggling fit. He wasn't hurting me; in fact it felt very nice.
He finally noticed our audience and stopped. He let me up, and loudly remarked, "You have to keep them in line some how."
Our neighbor laughed and said that he thought we both enjoyed it, that he sure did. I looked down; my t-shirt was white and wet. I looked like an entry in a wet T-shirt contest. Dave didn't fare too much better. He wasn't wearing underwear either and his white shorts were transparent too. It was clear that spanking me had him aroused too. We both ran for the house.
We ended up holding each other in the kitchen and laughing our heads off. We changed after we dried off. We loaded the girls in the minivan and took them to Burger King for lunch. They loved it. I loved my man.
Later that night we came home after a movie. Dave walked Margie, the babysitter home, and I made us each a grilled cheese sandwich and fixed us each a drink. Dave came back and we sat and talked about the day. We had a good laugh about our water fight.
David looked at me and said, "Spanking you gave me a hard-on. It was very erotic."
"Yeah! I know, it turned me on too."
"Really, I never knew that was one of your fantasies."
"I didn't either. Was it one of yours?"
"No, not really. You have a really sweet and cute little ass and I love to caress it and kiss it. Never thought about spanking it, except for birthdays. We need to think about that."
"Yes we do, what other fantasies do you have?"
"I don't know if it is a fantasy or not but I have had dreams about you with another man. I hated it and wanted to kill both of you."
"Really, you wouldn't enjoy watching me receive great pleasure in the arms of another man. You wouldn't want to see me completely happy?"
I saw the hurt in his eyes.
"Megan, if you need that to be completely happy I will think about it." I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. I pulled back and looked deep into his eyes, "Honey, your loving ALWAYS leaves me completely happy and content after the most pleasure a woman can possibly have. I do not want or need at any level any man other than you, ever!"
His eyes searched mine, "Megan, I love you enough to let you do that if you promised it was just sex, no love involved."
"Then you would want the same deal, right?"
"I hadn't thought about it, I don't need that. Do you want that?"
"No, never. My sweet love, never." I couldn't help it I started crying. I loved this man so much. I stopped. Could I say the same thing about him? Did I love him that much? No! It wasn't a matter of love or trust. It was foolish. If we were happy with each other why take a chance. Too many factors lined up against it. I told him what I was thinking. "There are unforeseen jealousies, loss of trust, chances of disease, the chance that your love might like sex with another way more than with you, not to mention the breaking of our wedding vows. When they are broken, even by mutual consent, are they valid anymore? It gives you a lot to think about. It is NOT and must NOT be a casual thing. What do you think."
"Megan, you are my life, MY woman, nothing is worth losing that."
"I agree my darling man. I feel the same about you. Take me to bed and I'll show you how much you please me."
David went up to get ready for bed. I checked that everything was locked up and set the alarm system. David was flat on his back on the bed with his penis fully erect. One hand pressed on the top of it so that it stood straight up pointed at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and softly said, "Honey, guess what I'm thinking about."
"Spanking my ass this morning?"
He laughed, "Close, no fantasies tonight dear. Tonight is for loving, I need to be as close to you as I can."
"Oh! Goody! My favorite way to spend an evening."
I went in the dressing area and removed my clothes. I peeked at him, his eyes were closed but his erection was intact. I squealed and ran for the bed and jumped beside him.
I crawled on top of him and wiggled back over him until I felt his cock against my pussy. I reached down and slipped him inside me. He thrust up inside my waiting pussy. I sighed with contentment. He felt so wonderful as he moved slowly in and out of me. I could feel the ridge around the crown of his beautiful cock as he slipped up and down in my vagina. I sat up and it felt as if he went in deeper. I breathed in his odor, God how I loved the way he smelled. It was a combination of his natural aroma and his Old Spice aftershave and his deodorant. It was pure ambrosia to me.
His hands reached for and found my tities. Oh! He pinched a nipple on one breast and twisted the nipple on the other! I shuddered and moaned with a little orgasm. He rolled us over without slipping out and was instantly back in action.
He pressed his sweet mouth over mine. Our tongues met and played. He caught my tongue with his lips and gently sucked it and played with it with the slick soft bottom of the tip of his tongue.
A better orgasm hit me with a jolt. It took my breath away. He was rubbing back and forth at the bottom of his strokes now. The pressure on my clit was a delight. I loved that too! This guy knew all my good spots and how to please them. I found myself pulling on his back trying to get him deeper and I knew he was as deep as he could go without hurting me.
He kissed my lips, my eyes, my nose and cheeks. Whispered that he loved me and that I was beautiful. I could feel the bed under my ass getting very wet. He had my juices really flowing. He was picking up the pace now. Thrusting in me with more power and lust. He lifted up and raised my butt with his hands. He seemed to go even deeper. He was growling deep down in his throat. I could feel the vibrations through my body. He was really slapping into me now. My eyes were closed and I was constantly feeling the ecstasy of orgasm after orgasm flashing through me until it was continuous. I knew he was getting close as I sensed he was tensing up and was nearing his release. I wanted it for him and I clinched down and then released my pussy muscles as fast as I could. He stiffened and shuddered and said, "OH! Shit", as he came and squirted up inside me. It felt sooooo gooood. I knew I could never get enough of that man.
He slipped off and lay beside me. "I sighed, "Oh! Jack that was wonderful."
He laughed as I got even for him calling me by a different name every morning when he kissed me goodbye.
The next day after Church and Sunday school we took the girls to the lake and took our boat out for a ride. We all had fun. Before dinner I checked our E-mail, nothing important. As I read a couple of the e-mails I got my idea. I would have my fantasy about having sex with another man. I would have to persuade David to go along with it. It couldn't be done without his consent and co-operation. I knew I would have to reciprocate, that would be difficult. But that was only fair.
The next morning after the kids were in school, my chores were done and I had taken care of writing a couple of reports for the insurance company I had an hour or so to my self when I could plan for the orchestration of my fantasy. I worked on it for about an hour. I liked my idea, but could I talk David into it. It might need more work. Tuesday and Wednesday went about the same, fine-tuning my idea. By Thursday I thought it was near perfect. Now I just had to convince David to let me have my fantasy.
When my hubby got home that night I had a drink waiting for him. I was wearing his favorite tight jeans and a tiny top. He sipped his drink. "What's for Dinner?"
"Chicken and dumplings."
"OK Sweetie, what have you done or what do you want me to do that you know I won't want to do."
"We can talk about it after dinner. OK?"
"Now I am really worried. Did you sell the kids?"
"Don't be silly. If you don't like what I want after you her me out; one word, 'NO', will end it forever. OK?"
"That sounds reasonable. Where are the kids, by the way?"