It was the early summer following the fall and winter. Danny and Janice Maxwell had not "experimented" since the prior October when they met up with a man at a Halloween party. What originally had been a fantasy of Danny to watch Janice suck off a guy had progressed from that to watching her get impaled on a guy's cock at a Halloween party.
I had serious doubts about continuing to live out my fantasies with Janice. My fears were about what could be the potential devastation to our marriage. Yet there was a component of danger mixed with such intense excitement that would cause me to hyperventilate on occasion. I jerked off often reliving what had occurred. My fantasy went back to Vermont. In that recollection I had more control at least in my mind. I was excited and terrified when Janice let herself go with such abandon at the Halloween party.
Janice had similar fears as she was coming to grips with her unbridled passion that exhibited itself with a total stranger at the Halloween party. She was convinced that she and Danny could go back to "normal." However on occasion she would have a flashback about that night. She could still feel the huge cock of "John" seemingly flooding her pussy with his come. She hated when this flashback would occur and tried to think about something else. She wanted the best of both worlds but did not want to end her marriage by obsessing about someone else. She did not want "John" but loved the experience of having someone else inside of her while Danny watched. She did not like that she was reluctant to tell Danny about her recollections. She was fearful that he would think that she wanted a repeat performance. She had some regrets at crossing the line from fantasy to reality. Yet she would fantasize about the experiences and how she believed had turned on both she and Danny had become.
It was on a Sunday. Janice was still asleep when I got up. I went out to the supermarket and bought some fresh fruit for breakfast and the newspapers and brought them home. Janice was in the kitchen when I arrived home making coffee. We exchanged our morning hugs and kisses. We had our breakfast and then basically hung out. Janice cleaned out her closets and I was on the computer. During the early afternoon we ended up in bed to take a nap.
After our nap I sat up in bed. I blurted out to her that I was still affected by what we had done in Vermont and at the Halloween party and that more than often those thoughts would come into play both on a negative side and sometimes on a positive side.
Janice basically said the same thing. She said she sometimes thought about "John's cock" and would always feel guilty about it. When she said that my stomach jumped and I became both scared and aroused. Janice immediately noticed that I was hard. She put her mouth around the head of my cock and looked up at me while she sucked. I came in her mouth and she smiled as she swallowed.
We both agreed that we would never want to live without each other and we ended up spending the afternoon sucking and fucking each other. We left the conversation about our "fantasies" on a shelf with the possibility of someday perhaps revisiting them. I felt relieved that I was candid with her. I could not speak for her but I slept like a baby that night.
Janice thought to her self after the conversation with Danny that maybe "someday" they could find another guy to play with. She thought about "John" and gave herself chills. She wondered to herself what it would have been like to have been fucked by Jeff in Vermont. As Danny slipped into a contented sleep she rubbed her pussy as she fantasized. She fantasized about Danny and John taking turns with her and just filling her pussy with come. She decided at that time that she would make an appointment to see her gynecologist and check to see if she was a candidate for birth control pills.
My boss Spencer Williams was getting married and he sent Janice and me an invitation. It was to be a black tie affair and it was to be held the week before Labor Day. While Janice thought about what she might buy to wear at the wedding, I figured it was a good idea to book a hotel room at the hotel where the wedding was to take place. There evidently was a shortage of rooms as there was only a suite available so I booked it anyhow. The location of the wedding was over an hour away from our home by car and I did not want to chance driving after doing any kind of drinking. I also liked the idea of getting to the site of the wedding the day before and relaxing and using the workout facilities. This way Janice and me could get ready at our leisure and just walk to the room where the wedding and reception were to be held. Since it was the second marriage for both the bride and groom there was not going to be any church service.
Rolando Cruz was born and raised in Puerto Rico. His parents were natives of Spain. They moved to a suburb of San Juan when Rolando was six years old. His father Hugo ran a huge import and export business and did well financially. Rolando went to college at Stanford (in California) and after graduating there obtained his graduate degree at New York University. He ended up settling down in a condominium in Northern New Jersey just across from Manhattan. He chose to make his own way in the business world rather than join his father. He was single and aged twenty-nine. He stood six feet in height and weighed one hundred and eighty pounds. He had an olive complexion with straight nearly black hair that he combed back. He participated in track and field at Stanford specializing in the pole vault and there was talk of him trying out for the Olympics at one time. He had been well liked in college by both the male and especially the female students. He was a great dancer and his bright smile coupled with his masculine presence attracted a lot of attention of women. Rolando preferred to study as well as plan his future. One of his "attributes" was a cock that one of his college girlfriends had measured out to be eight and three quarter inches in length. The head of his cock (measured at two and three quarter inches in circumference) made his cock seem menacing to some women. He would get complaints that he was "too big" yet any women who allowed him into their pants always wanted a return visit. Another of his attributes was that when he came he did so with the force that a former girlfriend said compared to movies she had seen of a porn star named Peter North. Rolando was not familiar with Peter North but took the remark as a complement. Rolando's come would blast out of his cock to an extent that if it was not in a mouth or a pussy then his come would sometimes land ten feet away in giant splatters. Most women could not hold him in their mouths when he came as they would choke and cough.
Rolando loved to pick and choose women carefully with the idea that his choice would not result in any theatrics from any women as he was always a man on the run and was not ready to settle with one person. He was adept at planning his moves on women in advance so that he would not only score but also would be able to figure a way out of any possible theatrical entanglements. It was this ability that would send many women into near insanity as he had the ability of either conveying absolute singular attention to a woman and just as quickly be physically and often mentally gone from them. He had been around women in his life that would get a sample of his cock and would want to settle down or at least be in a steady relationship. He could not stay in a relationship for very long. He never was able to figure exactly why he had this behavior only that he seemingly had no control over it. It was always the same story. The girl (or woman) would start up being the perfect fuck buddy but then the theatrics would begin. Rolando sometimes wondered if he would ever be in a permanent relationship.
