*Note to readers: In a way this is a sequel to the 'Hot Tub for Four story' although it happens several months later. You may better understand this story if you've read that. There is reference to male same-sex interaction so if this bothers you, choose something else. Please feel free to comment, vote and contact me.
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In the months following our exciting interaction with Ron and Laura in their hot tub I tried to talk to Paula about it, but in her very typical way, Paula refused. I was very careful to only bring it up gently during sex or when she seemed to be in a sexy mood, but there just could be no talking about it. I almost ruined sex one night when I made a comment and she responded rather forcefully.
"I told you, I'm not talking about that. Just drop it" She argued.
Talk about putting a chill on things! If I remember, I even lost my erection. This pissed me off in a way as sharing such a sexy memory with my wife should be a turn-on for both of us. In my twisted mind just a conversation about it should lead to a sexy encounter, but she is the way she is.
But, the funny thing is, the carefully hidden and usually denied other part of her is unpredictable and exciting because when it's right for HER, well, then it's OK. Which I guess is essentially what happened the other night.
The evening had been pretty routine as I recall. Normal chit-chat as we fixed dinner, kids finishing homework. I noted that Paula seemed to keep a glass of wine in her hand from start to finish which was often a precursor to fun and games in bed. Frequent small kisses and light touches seemed to confirm my analysis so it was with significant anticipation I waited for bedtime.
I wasn't disappointed when the kids headed up to their rooms and Paula disappeared into the shower rather early. When she finished I ran through the shower in record time to find her in bed, the door locked and candles burning.
"How romantic." I complimented.
"You like?" Her innocent reply.
"I can't imagine anything better."
"How about this?" as she pulled the sheet lower, exposing her breasts.
"I stand corrected, that is even better. How low can you go?"
"All the way, and then some." as she pulled the sheets now down to her knees, exposing her very naked body. I noted with pleasure that she had been busy with the scissors and razor as besides her armpits and legs, her pussy had been groomed within an inch of it's life.
"So perfect." was my near speechless reply as I slid into bed beside her.
Some very heated kisses and fondling commenced in short order as you might expect and within moments my left middle finger was penetrating her sopping pussy as we kissed heatedly. I could feel her hand over mine guiding me as I gently fingered her and sensing she was in one of her 'hot' moods, I deftly swapped our hands, pushing her hand now against her sex. I wanted to do something I can only do when she is cranked up. Sure enough, she took the lead, moving her hand up and down and finally plunging her index and middle fingers into her sex as we continued kissing. I encouraged this for a moment by pressing my hand against hers before pulling her hand up between our mouths. She pushed her wet fingers into our kissing mouths, our tongues gliding over them tasting and savoring her wetness.
Paula moved down, laying between my outstretched legs and looked up at me as she took my throbbing cock into her mouth. This was different in that usually she just bends over to suck me and I have to keep moving her hair out of the way to watch her blow me, so this was really cool as I could see her work clearly. She bobbed up and down, alternating taking me quite deep and then pulling it out to rub over her lips and lick me like an oversized lollipop. Life is good.
Then her hidden side came out.
"You like to watch me." She stated between sucks, looking at me directly.
"Uh, yeah. You look great, so sexy."
"You liked watching me when I sucked Ron?"
"Uh, yeah. That was sexy too. You looked great."
"And you liked watching me lick Laura?"
"Yes. I like watching you do all that sexy stuff, and when they did you. It turns me on. You know how visual men are."
She resumed her oral ministrations and I wondered if that was the end of any conversation on the topic. I sure as shit wasn't going to ruin this evening by pushing it.
"I liked watching them."
"When they ate each other?"
"Yes, and when they sucked you."
"Did you like all the fucking afterward?"
"Yes, although I was sore the next day. Having both of you in me was a lot."
"Yeah, we did it with the toy before, but I guess it's different with the real thing."
"You didn't have to suck Ron."
"I know, the luck of the cards was with me."
"I would've liked to have seen that."
"Really?"
"Yes, you got to see Laura do me, and me do her, and Ron do me, and well, everything except you do him. I would've liked to have seen that."
"Well, I'm sure they would have us over again."
"How about if we do something tonight?"
"Kinda short notice don't you think?" I interjected.
"No, not for real, but next to real."
"You mean watch me suck the toy?"
"Something new." And with that she got up, walked to the closet and came back with what I can only refer to as a cock replica. The thing looked so real you would mistake it for a real cock unless you knew. The skin tone was dead on, it even had balls.
"Where the hell did you get that?" I asked.
"Online. You can get anything online." As she showed it to me.
"It does look much more realistic than our old toy."
