"So you're going to do it then?" Terri's voice inquired over the handset.
Laura had told her most, if not all, of the details of the previous night's encounter over the telephone the next day. Her friend was incredulous at both Laura's audacity, and the effect it had on me.
"I don't know," Laura admitted. "It's not that I don't want to - I do. I really want to. But when I said all that stuff to him, I was just making most of it up. I hadn't even looked for the number at that point, but I wanted to see how he'd react."
"You have the number now though, don't you?"
"Hell yeah! I found it after he fell asleep and I also have his email address! It might be easier to send him an email trying to reconnect."
Terri laughed. "OK, let me get this straight. Your husband is really turned on by the idea of you fucking this guy and basically gave you the green light. You yourself admit that the guy has the biggest dick you've ever fucked and you're turned on by the idea too. But you're not sure if you're going to call him? Forgive me - if I were you I'd be on my hands and knees in front of this guy right now and my husband would be the last thing I was thinking of. Shit, if you don't do it, maybe I'll have to fuck this guy myself and let your husband watch since he's so interested in it!"
Laura burst into peals of laughter at that. "He'd probably love that. He's always thought you were sexy anyway and I'm sure he'd jump at the chance to see you naked, much less having sex with anyone. But," she continued, "You make a good point. I don't know why I just don't go ahead and call or send him an email message. He's probably married now anyway. Or he hates me or wouldn't want to screw me regardless."
"Don't be silly, Laura. I know half a dozen guys that would line up to fuck you. I've heard my husband and his friends talk about you when they think I'm not around. If you call this guy, you're going to sleep with him, period."
Laura decided the best way to approach Ed was to send him an email asking him how things were going in and effort to reconnect. She didn't think this would be as obvious as to what her real intensions were, at least at the start. She sent him an email asking what he was doing and how were things going with his family. She told him that she was finally married to someone she had dated for five years and over 20 years after she had dated Ed.
She was surprised how quickly he responded. He was married and lived in the state just south of our home about three hours away. Overall things were good, but his wife had some health problems that were difficult to deal with. He immediately told her that he had fond memories of the time they dated two decades ago. He even was so bold as to say that he fantasized about fucking her when he masturbated. He said she was the sexiest woman that he had ever been with even after all these years.
That was a bit surprising as well, but Laura was, nevertheless, flattered by his comments about their previous sex life. Maybe it was going to be a little easier to talk about perhaps fucking again than she thought. She sent him an email asking him what sort of health problems with his wife was he talking about. She was curious as to why a married man of his age was masturbating rather than just making love to his wife.
In his reply, he said his wife had MS and was slowly getting weaker as the disease progressed. One of the complications of MS is that the majority of women experience sexual dysfunction making normal sexual relations at best difficult and most times impossible; unfortunately that was the case with his wife. And that was why he'd turned to memories of fucking Laura for his masturbatory images.
Laura's sympathy for Ed's marital situation didn't stop her from escalating the talk about sex in the next email. She wrote back that she was sorry to hear about his wife and mentioned that given the sex drive that she remembered he had, it must be especially hard for him to satisfy his needs. She told him she was enjoying married life and her sex life was good in that her new husband was quite adventurous in the bedroom. Jim was not a young stud but he was getting her to try some new things with some toys that she had not ever imagined had existed. She then dropped the not so subtle hint that Jim was not the jealous type and was encouraging her to contact some of her old lovers.
It didn't take long for Ed to respond, asking what she meant by his encouraging her to contact him: Did "encouragement" mean that he was fine with email exchanges, her or was it more than that? He said he definitely was interested in chatting with her and if she was interested in more than that, that was all the better. He wondered what Laura had told Jim about their previous relationship. Ed knew that they didn't have anything to base a long term relationship on back then, but the sex had been amazing; better than anything he had experienced since they broke up.
Pushing things further in her next email, Laura explained that she had shared with her husband everything about her time with Ed, and had confessed that she still recalled fondly—and vividly—enjoying the biggest cock that she had ever known. She said Jim was not jealous or intimated at all by these revelations and had even pressed her for details on just how big Ed's cock was and how it felt to have it deep inside her pussy. As far as doing anything more than just emailing or IM'ing each other, Laura simply suggested Ed use his imagination—and not worry about Jim.
That, of course, got Ed's attention and he immediately replied that his imagination was running wild about what they could do together and the kind of relationship she seemed to have with her new husband. He asked her whether it was truly an open relationship where both were free to fuck others?
Laura waited a day and sent Ed a reply saying that she was glad that he still had a good imagination and hoped he was having naughty thoughts. As for her marriage, she said it was "sort of open," but not completely. In fact it was only partially open for her and not at all for him. She told Ed that Jim had a fantasy of watching her being fucked by a big cock, and maybe participating in a threesome with another man. He did not want to fuck other women and Laura didn't want that either. When it came to making the fantasy a reality, Jim's only stipulations were that he wanted to know whom she was with, he wanted to watch if possible, and he hoped he could participate as well. She told Ed that Jim thought, given what he'd heard about her relationship with Ed, maybe he would be a good candidate for a threesome. "So," she wrote, ending the email, "could you possibly imagine something like that happening?"
Ed was excited when he read her email, but not sure how to respond. He had fantasized for years about fucking Laura again, but those fantasies had never included another man let alone he husband, in any way. When he finally wrote back, he confessed he very much wanted to have sex with her again, but was ambivalent about having her husband being there watching them. He said he might feel different later, but he was a little nervous about it right now. "Any way we could get together without him—at least until I feel more comfortable with the whole situation?"
Laura read Ed's reply and her first reaction was disappointment. She wanted to feel Ed's big cock deep inside her pussy again, but she knew that her husband wanted to participate in some way. It was, after all, his idea and she simply couldn't do it without him. She realized she'd have to be creative her mind went into high gear as she thought of how to make this work for everybody. She smiled when she thought she had the solution—and told Ed not to worry—just let her take care of the arrangements.
She was immediately wet, thinking about how that cock would feel inside her again. Ed had been able to reach places inside her that no other man, and she'd experienced a level of sexual excitement and near constant arousal that she'd never known.
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For the next three weeks everything seemed normal on the surface. Life was routine in most respects, but I did notice that Laura seemed hornier with each passing week. She wanted sex more often and using the 10" dildo became a regular part of our lovemaking, invariably giving my wife her most intense orgasms.
So when I woke up one morning fully erect, I figured she'd be up for at least a quickie before going off to work. I snuggled up close behind her, slid my stiff cock between the soft warmth of her ass cheeks, and started gently massaging her breasts.
"Mmmmmm, now that's my idea of an alarm clock," she said, rolling over, kissing me, and grabbing my dick. "I love waking up to that!"
"Isn't this the kind you "get" off as opposed to "turning" off?"
