Thanks to DawnJ for editing assistance with this story.
She said, "I am cashing in this pass. Please read what you wrote." She smiled at me and put the paper on the on the table in front of me.
I was stunned. I had confidently relegated it to the back of my mind after three years of no mention. Here it was back to haunt me for my gross stupidity of being caught with one of her girlfriends in the throes of an orgasm. I was only two squirts in and I kept the piston action going for the next five squirts, as she watched. Carol her girlfriend was keening and whimpering about how good it was, she had her eyes closed and did not realize we were busted.
"You two are going to pay for your indiscretion!" Boy, had she been pissed! You could see the fire in her eyes and steam coming out of her ears. "Stay right where you are while I figure this out! Both of you keep quiet while I think," she said in a drill instructor's voice. She was fighting for control of her emotions.
I knew I was fucked; my marriage of four years was down the shitter. I had no one to blame but myself. My dick was shrinking and my balls decided that they wanted to hide up in my body. I was frantically trying to think of any way to salvage my relationship. I still loved my wife very much.
Then why was I fucking Carol in the spare bedroom of our house? I wasn't drunk so that was not going to wash. I was getting all the love and pussy I could handle at home so that excuse was a nonstarter. I wasn't depressed or stressed out at work and I brought home decent money.
No, the plain truth was that Carol was a smoking hot number and I wanted a piece of her and decided to go for it. She was more than agreeable as we snuck into the house while the party was going on in the back yard. We had thought that no one saw us but obviously we had been wrong.
My wife had her hands on her hips and she was tapping her foot, things were not looking good on the home front. Her eyes were narrowed and her jaw was set. She took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself.
"I am really disappointed in the two of you. You are both in this together so you get one chance to redeem yourselves. This is an all or nothing deal if one of you opts out, than you both lose.
The wronged party always looses out on a cheating spouse deal and feels shitty for months after. I am not going to do that. I also don't want to lose having Carol as a friend with our group.
Carol your redemption will come when you eat my pussy to two orgasms and lick my pussy clean with your tongue right after I finish with my husband. You have 24 hours to accomplish that from right now."
Well, there went the ball game. Carol was the most vocal anti-lesbian of my wife's girlfriends. Additionally she felt it was beneath her to suck a cock. She had some issues, but she liked to fuck. I just knew that she would never do anything like that. The disgusted look on her face spoke volumes of her thoughts on that activity.
My wife looked at me. "You can't keep your dick in your pants, cheating fucking husband, so you will sit down and write me a get out of jail free pass. It will be witnessed by Carol and me, which will say in no uncertain terms that I am free to fuck anyone I want for one night without any repercussions from you. It will be at my discretion and anywhere I choose. You will watch as Carol licks my pussy and then fuck me for her cream pie desert. You have the same 24 hour time frame as Carol. There will be no begging or threats to our marriage or repercussions of any type."
"Now both of you get cleaned up and rejoin the party and try to look as innocent as possible and get those tears out of your eyes. I won't have you spoiling our party anymore than you already have." She turned and closed the door behind her as she left.
Carol looked at me "What are you going to do? Are you going to let her fuck someone else?"
"I don't have a choice. I am totally wrong here and I need to pay the piper, so I will be writing her a pass tomorrow."
"I know I am partly to blame, so it's not all on you. I just can't see myself eating her pussy, then sucking your cum out of her after you cream her." Carol was crying more now.
"Carol, please, I want you to think hard about eating some pussy and cum one time versus being shunned by your girlfriends and causing a divorce. I would gladly change places with you if I could." Well, I had given it a shot. Maybe she would reconsider.
We rejoined the party and Carol split after forty five minutes. My wife brought me a beer and some food and said, "Don't look so glum. Put a smile on your face!" And then she was off to talk to some of her friends.
I hardly slept a wink that night and finally got up and went to the computer and searched for any help I could get with writing her pass. I was pretty sure it was in vain. I was not about to miss any chance that a miracle might happen. I plagiarized pieces of any document that had some good words or thoughts in them. I had three pages that I reduced to two pages and then to one page when I used the footer for signatures.
My wife was friendly when she got up. She fixed breakfast for us like normal. I was a miserable fucking wreck. I did my normal Saturday chores and as the hours passed by, my sinking dread loomed larger. Our deadline was 8:15 pm and it was now 5:45 pm. The doorbell rang; I was in the office printing the latest copy of the pass. I heard some murmuring in the front room but the printer was making too much noise to distinguish what was said. I signed the bottom of the pass and figured it was a lost cause anyway. I chose an envelope from the drawer. It was fuchsia-colored because that was my wife's favorite color. And then I just stared at the wall over the desk as if it had answers to why I was so fucking stupid.
"Honey, would you please come into the living room!" brought me out of my self-abuse. I walked into the living room with a hangdog look on my face. I was anticipating the worst. There sat Carol and she looked worse than I did, if that were possible. I just knew that she came over to tell my wife that she would not do it.
"Please bring me my pass that you have been working on."
I had one shot left so I picked up the velvet cushion that was her favorite and placed the envelope on top. When I returned to the living room I kneeled in front of her and bowed my head and offered her the envelope on the cushion. All I got for my effort was a raised eyebrow.
"Carol, sit by me and let's read this together." They discussed every word and paragraph as I waited for the verdict to come in.
It was later that I realized that we would not have gotten that far if Carol had not agreed to the terms. At the time I convinced myself the worst was here and was trying to come to terms with that.
"What do you think Carol? Did he achieve his goal?"
Carol looked thoughtful for a moment and answered, "Yes I think he did. You could fuck Brad Pitt and everything would be good when you got back."
Now Brad Pitt was my wife's all time favorite heartthrob. There was no doubt in my mind that if she got the chance to do him she would.
"Carol has agreed to the conditions."
I did not realize that I had stopped breathing, waiting for the axe to fall. I was not sure that I heard the words that she spoke. Was I reprieved from divorce court? As the words sank in, I gulped air and a smile returned to my face for the first time in 24 hours.
"Off to the scene of the crime you two. I will be in a moment." She went into the bathroom.
Carol and I went into the guest bedroom and gasped as we took in the sight of the bed turned down and colored candles waiting to be lit. Massage oils neatly lined up on the night stand along with her assortment of toys. She had turned the bedroom into a brothel.
She returned with an armload of towels. "Close your mouths, light the candles, and turn the music on. Then I want both of you to undress me slowly and kiss and caress my body." She was looking directly at me as she said, "When you are finished with me I want you to do the same to Carol. Then remove your own clothes and don't you dare touch your cock! Sit in the chair in the corner until I call you."
I was fucking confused. Not only was I lost, I was in outer space tumbling along directionless. Every way I tried to add 2 and 2, it still came up 3 1/2. Was I being punished or set up for the big letdown? Was I forgiven and was this a threesome? The logic of this was beyond me.
"Carol, come over here and suck on my nipples." Carol looked like a rat in a trap. My wife lifted her tit for Carol to suck on.
I watched in amazement as Carol took the first hesitant lick of the nipple.
"Come on, sweetheart you can do better than that." My wife reached around to the back of Carol's head and gently pulled her on to the nipple. "Yes, baby, that's better, just keep that up." My wife ran her fingernails thru Carol's hair.
Holy shit, she was seducing Carol right before my eyes! I was in shock. If I had been at a loss before, now I was totally confused. "Sweetheart?" What the fuck was up with that? Was my wife a lez?
My wife pulled Carol up to her and kissed her on the mouth. Her lips were open and a hint of her tongue was sticking out. Carol's posture stiffened and then slowly relaxed. My wife continued to run her fingernails through Carol's hair and then kissed her way along her jaw line to her neck. She nibbled on her neck just under and behind her ear. You could visibly watch Carol surrender herself to my wife. She pushed Carol down to her nipples and this time Carol attacked them as if they were full of milk. My wife had broken a barrier in Carol that opened up the flood waters to come rushing through.
The cooing and encouragement continued as Carol licked her way down to my wife's pussy. Carol didn't hesitate one bit as she nursed and licked her first pussy. My wife spread her legs as wide as possible and Carol gave my wife her first orgasm.
I was conflicted. Was she going to leave me for Carol? Was she going to take Carol as her lover and cut me off? Was she going to play for the other team? Was I going to be in her life after this? Had she been seeing Carol before and was this a setup? Was there still divorce in my future? These and a million variations were running through my head.
Carol brought my wife to a screaming second orgasm with a triple play -- the 'G' spot, pussy, and clit combination.
"Come over here honey you are up next, or maybe not?" She was looking at my dick.
My dick was at half mast. My nerves were frazzled and I was shaking a little. The combination of everything I was thinking about and the confused state I was in produced a half hard-on that refused to get hard.
