Chap 1
Twenty-three years of marriage. Steve could hardly believe that what he had wanted in this marriage and what had occurred instead.. Oh, they were happy in the classic sense. Laura was a wonderful wife and mother in so many ways. They married while still in college and both had completed their degrees and gotten on with their careers after school. And they still had time to have two great kids, both of whom were now 'on their own'.
Laura was a good wife and mother, except in the one way most men would love. In the bedroom. There she was sweet and tender and cautious and very conservative. He remembers going down on her during their first year of marriage after they had been out with friends getting drunk on cheap wine. And Laura had pushed him, no not pushed, kicked him away. "That's dirty!" she complained.
And the actual sex act. Well, they had played a little before they married. Steve hadn't been her first, in fact, she had more sexual partners than he had (four to his two), but she had a 'bad experience' with one of them. But she wouldn't talk about it; 'it was a mistake' is all that she said all these years. He had some hints over the years, maybe it had been a MFM or maybe it had been some way where she had been 'dirty' but that was in the past.
But sex. 'God, did it have to be this….I don't know, 'vanilla'? So boring. In fact, except for a few times early in the marriage where she was willing to 'get on top', the only position that was acceptable was the missionary one. There was that one night when they had partied with friends on their house boat and the talk had been sexual and when they ended up back in their little 'bunk' she had moved her ass against him and he had raised her leg and had entered her from the back. She had moaned softly and let him, not wanting to disturb their friends in the adjoining bunk.
Like it would have bothered their friends. Mike and Debbie are a fun couple. The four of them had met during the lamaze classes for their first children and had become close friends after. They were a real different couple. Mike had a series of small business opportunities that kept him travelling but having fun at it. Debbie worked as a bookkeeper for a local parts house with lots of guys around.
Debbie and Laura were alike in so many ways. Both women were short, Debbie was 5'1", Laura an inch taller. Both girls were 'cute' with smallish breasts but great little fannies. And both were very conservative in those early child-raising years. Although on a couple of occasions, when they were relaxed at one of their houses after the kids had gone to sleep, Mike would tease Debbie about her 'past' before they met after college. And about how Debbie was a bit of a 'wild child' in college. But Debbie would 'shush' him and that would be the end of it.
Mike and Steve got together for drinks or a round of golf once in awhile. And Mike would admit that he had married Debbie because she had been a wild child, but that 'kids had changed all that'.
One of Mike's little ventures took off. And they had to move across country to Seattle for purposes of staying on top of the new venture. And of course, they all promised to stay in touch and see each other often, and in the first couple of years they did. But like so many long distant friendships, it soon fell into Christmas cards and high school graduation announcements.
And then it happened, Laura called Steve at work, "Guess who is coming to town for a long visit?" She read the letter out loud. Mike had some business in a nearby city and Debbie, who no longer worked, could come early and visit for several days and if Steve and Laura could get away the following weekend, Mike had a great condo on lake rented and they could go and be together.
Chap 2
Steve was actually pretty excited about the idea. A few years ago, unknown to Laura, he had a call from Mike at work. Mike was travelling through and asked to get together for lunch. They had reminisced for awhile but Steve could tell, something was eating at Mike.
"Ah, even after all these years, Steve, you can read me," Mike smiled somewhat stiffly. Steve had pressed and Mike spilled his guts. He was travelling a lot and there were lots of temptations on the road, but he'd managed to not act on them.
"I came home last weekend, man," Mike's voice caught in his throat, "And there was a strange car in our driveway. At first I thought it was one of the kid's friends visiting from college." He'd opened the front door and heard the noises from the game room downstairs. Mike twirled his drink and said, "I thought maybe one of the boys was down there with some girl because the sounds were clearly sexual. And shit, since not much was going on in my bedroom, I thought I'd like to see what one of my son's was getting.
"I saw Debbie," he said quietly, "Naked. Some big guy. I mean really big guy. He had her lying on her stomach on the pool table and he was fucking her hard and fast, slapping her ass with his hands as his big cock plowed her deep and hard!"
Steve was stunned. Debbie, for all the 'hints' about her past, had been the same straight-arrow as Laura, including the desire to keep sex 'respectable'. Steve managed a question, "God man, what did you do?"
"I did nothing," Mike choked back his tears, "I….ah shit, I just stood there and watched from the stairs. I watched as that big son-of-a-bitch kept slamming Debbie over and over. Her feet were off the floor and her legs were bouncing around like a rag doll. And all of a sudden, I thought that the guy was raping her!"
"God," Steve whispered, "Was that it?"
Mike took a long pull on his gin and tonic and motioned for the waitress to get him another, "No," he said quietly, "About that time Debbie moaned deep and yelled, 'fuck me harder, baby, fuck me with that big dick!' Jesus, Steve, she's never even said the word fuck to me before!"
"Did you confront her?" Steve found his voice had dropped to a whisper and he was feeling for his bud, but also he was feeling his cock rising.
"I stood there, man!" Mike's voice was shaking, "I stood there and watched this guy pound my wife's pussy for all he was worth. I watched as he shot into her, deep, his hands grabbing her ass and pawing her wildly as he growled that he was cuming in her and she just kept screaming, 'fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!' God, and then I saw his thick cock come out of her pussy, Steve. It was coated with her juices and his jism and I watched her roll over…and shit, he pulled her to him and his fingers were working inside her pussy and she lowered her head to his dick and began to suck!"
Steve was literally shaking from the description. In his mind's eye he could see the petit little Debbie doing that, and somehow in an instant, he imagined another woman in her place. His wife Laura!
The silence was deep. "Look man, don't tell Laura, cuz she'll call Debbie, I know," Mike's voice shook. Steve nodded in ascent, "Hell, what would I tell her?" he thought.
That was the last time they had talked and he had wondered what had happened. Until this phone call to his wife.
And now they were coming to visit and Steve wondered—had Mike just ignored his wife's sexual infidelity? And deep down, the thought that had stayed in Steve's mind, "Could Laura fool around too?"
Chap 3-Vignette
