Three Words

Three simple words that changed a marriage forever...

"Awake?"

"Yes."

"Facetime?"

Amber got wet just at the thought of it. Chatting and telling sexy stories was one thing but face to face conversation was new territory. Thomas shifted next to her and she paused a moment, conflicted, before she typed "sure". She got slowly out of bed and walked to the guest room.

Her iPad buzzed just as she closed the door. She pressed the "accept" button and a moment later Lonelyone's face appeared in front of her. She had been talking with him for several months and knew what he looked like but his pictures didn't really do him justice.

"Good evening. Nice to finally meet you." He made air quotes with his fingers when he said meet.

She couldn't help but smile "Nice to meet you too, Ben."

"So, how's the family? I assume everyone is sleeping. What's keeping you awake?" His voice was deep and strong and Amber had to turn the volume down on her iPad, worried Thomas might hear.

"Typical stuff, really, just a lot on my mind. Thomas's got a lot going on and he's just been exhausted. Kids have soccer, music recitals, the usual." Amber stopped. "I can't believe it! I'm one of those damn soccer moms! I'm a cliche!" She hadn't ever thought of it before but the reality was a slap in the face.

"Sweetie, you're anything but cliche. I don't know any woman that sleeps in that kind of outfit that I would call cliche and that's just your clothing."

Amber pulled the iPad up higher to show just her face. Still, her nipples tightened at the comment and she blushed. "Stop that."

"Why? You've been telling me for a month that you need some sex. Thomas must be really busy, or really blind."

"Well, what about you?" Amber tried turning the conversation around. "Why are you up?"

"Same as always. Looking for someone to talk to; to help me fall asleep." Unlike Amber, Ben allowed his iPad to shift and showi more of his shirtless torso. "As you can see, I'm all ready for bed but sleep just won't come."

"I see." Amber's voice got thicker and lascivious thoughts flashed through her mind. She wet her lips forgetting Ben could see her too.

"Yeah, something like that. You really do know what I like. How is that possible?"

"Would you like me to help you, Ben? I could whisper in your ear as I run my finger across your chest." Amber moved her iPad to allow Ben to have a look at her cami again. With the movement, the silk brushed across her nipple and it sprang to life. The look on Ben's face caused a new rush of wetness in her panties. She hadn't seen a look of lust like that in quite a while. "Maybe I should run my tongue along the outside of your ear." Amber slid her hand up the silk covering her taught stomach and dragged it across her now aching nipple. She was rewarded with an "Oh God, yes" from Ben and she saw his arm move.

"I'd like that. Of course I'd return the favor, caressing your thigh, admiring how beautiful you look in that nightgown."

Amber squeezed her thighs together, thrilling at the feel on her clit and her growing wetness. "Oh, yes, caress my thigh and I'll move from your ear to your collar bone, licking gently as I move to straddle you." Ben's hand was moving steadily now, but he was in no apparent hurry. Amber shifted again, exposing more of her breast, and she propped the iPad on the bed next to her. Ben could now see her tits but not her face. She rubbed her thumb across her nipple and another moan escaped his lips. She slid her other hand down her torso again, moving toward her wetness.

"Oh, yes, touch yourself. Tell me how wet you are."

Amber continued, circling her clit slowly through her panties "I'm so wet, Ben. My panties are soaking. I might have to take them off, soon. I want you to see all of me as I straddle you, slowly sliding down, rubbing my clit against your stiff cock." Amber picked up her iPad and moved it to the blanket chest at the end of the bed. She got back on the bed, this time on her knees, and slowly ran her hands over her body, trying with all her might to embody Demi Moore in "Stripper". She felt incredibly sexy and she really was soaking through her panties. She could feel a trickle slipping slowly down her inner thigh as she rocked her hips and watched Ben's hand move steadily faster. She raked her fingernails up her thighs, pulling her cami up exposing her matching panties.

"Oh, Amber, show me how wet you are." Ben shifted his iPad too and now she could see his entire torso and head. He was intently watching her but had his hands pumping on his cock.

Amber hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and teased them down, one side at a time, and was again rewarded with a groan from Ben and a gush of her own wetness. She stood, momentarily, and slipped them past her ankles, then shimmied her way back to her knees and leaned forward onto all fours and showed Ben her panties. The entire front was clearly soaked. "You see how wet you've gotten me, Ben? Now I have to finger myself and watch you come."

Ben's fist and his breathing sped up.

Amber got back to her knees and thrust her pelvis toward the camera as she dipped a finger into her pussy and pulled it back out then rubbed the wetness on her clit. She rubbed circles around her clit for a moment then moved back and pulled the top of her cami down, exposing her hard nipples. She sat back on her heels and used one hand to play with her swollen nipples as she alternated between fingering herself and rubbing her clit. "I'm going to come soon, Ben. Are you ready? Come with me."

"Oh God, Amber, I'm ready."

Amber dipped two of her fingers in, to rub her g spot. Her belly tightened and her orgasm swelled. She rubbed more quickly, building the pressure and watched Ben's fist blur. She pinched her nipple and just caught sight of one rope of Ben's come exploding from his cock before she closed her eyes and let her orgasm take over. Her body convulsed and her thighs quivered while she listened to Ben grunt and gasp on the other end of the call. She calmed after a couple of minutes and opened her eyes. She was greeted with a still out of breath Ben laying on his back with his head turned toward her with a rapt look on his face.

"That was amazing. You are incredibly beautiful, Amber. I mean, look what you did. I haven't come that hard in months."

Amber smiled again, picked up the iPad and scooted back onto the pillows allowing it to rest on her still quivering belly. "I'm glad I could help. I haven't had an orgasm quite like that in a while either, so I think we're even. I really should get back to bed though."

"Can we do this again, or was this a one-time thing?"

"I don't know, Ben. I'll message you."

Amber shutdown her side of the link and sat on the bed for a minute before she got up and grabbed her panties. They were too wet to put back on so she palmed them and picked up the iPad then went back to her own bedroom. She dropped the panties in the hamper, decided not to get a new pair, and slipped back under the covers next to her husband. Thomas rolled over and draped his hand over her, rubbing her still hard nipple in the process, and Amber yelped. Thomas opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry to wake you, honey. I couldn't sleep so I went in the other room for a while." Amber was instantly scared she had been caught and had a sudden rush of guilt that she wasn't expecting.

"Wow, you should have woken me up. Your nipples are hard as diamonds." Thomas squeezed her breast and scooted closer to nuzzle her. "And you smell like sex."

"I... I was reading and got pretty turned on."

Thomas rubbed her nipple with his thumb over the silk of her camisole, sending an electric current through her.

"Well, now you've got me turned on." Thomas slid his hand down her stomach to the edge of her nightie. When he dipped his hand under the hem, he cooed with delight. "Oh, you naughty girl, you don't have any panties on."

"They got too wet." Amber confessed as she pushed his face away from her neck and downward. Thomas moved down and worked his way between her legs then dipped his tongue into her folds and inhaled her scent.

"Lick me slowly" Amber demanded and Thomas complied. He lapped at her cunt with long licks that delved into her as he moved his tongue up and down. Amber started grinding against his face and pinched her nipple through her neglige. Soon her orgasm was building. She squeezed her husband's head with her thighs and he persisted until she arched her back and went over the edge. Thomas continued licking through her spasms and squeezed her ass to hold her hips against him. Amber rolled directly into a second orgasm. Thomas released her and kissed her thigh while she trembled through the aftermath.

Amber pulled her husband to her and kissed him fervently. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue and it made her want him more. She clawed at his t-shirt and pull it over his head then kissed him again while she pulled his underwear over his engorged cock.

"I want you in me." She rolled him onto his back and straddled him.

Thomas looked into his wife's eyes as she lowered herself slowly onto him. Amber sighed when she reached the base and sat still for a moment, adjusting to him, then she raised up again, agonizingly slowly. She leaned forward, her full breasts inches from his mouth, and began the steady rhythm that Thomas knew would finish them both quickly. He tongued Amber's nipple as she rocked and he used one hand to grab her ass and squeezed one of her breasts with the other.

Amber moaned gutturally and Thomas shifted his hand to play with her sphincter. Amber paused to grind her clit against him and Thomas bit lightly on her nipple. Amber squeezed his cock, milking him as she slid up and down. Thomas felt his orgasm beginning to build and pushed his finger in his wife's ass. Amber moaned again and leaned in to kiss him. She sucked on his tongue and bit his lip and Thomas took control. He grabbed her ass with his free hand and pistoned his cock into her while he fingered her from behind. Amber mewled and Thomas felt her tighten around his cock. He thrust deeply, driving his pelvis against her clit with each thrust. Amber's orgasm overtook her like a summer storm and she began shaking. Her pussy contracted around Thomas and he thrust twice more before his own orgasm consumed him. Amber collapsed onto his chest while his cock was still spasming inside of her.

They lay there for several minutes, their sweat glistening in the moonlight sneaking through a crack in the curtains.

"Holy shit. I missed you." Amber kissed her husband and looked into his face.

"How long has it been?"

"Since you got back from that trip to Houston." Amber lay her head on her husband's chest and cried quietly.

"I'm sorry, Amb. I just got caught up in everything." Thomas stroked her hair gently and they fell asleep that way, saying nothing further.

The next morning Thomas was off to work early and Amber got the kids to school like normal before heading to work herself. Throughout the day she replayed her video call with Ben and her love making with Thomas. Twice before lunch she went into the bathroom and rubbed her pussy fervently to orgasm. Finally, she gave up trying to work and left the office at 2:00. On the way home, she called her sister to see if the kids could stay at her house that evening so she and Thomas could have some time alone then texted Thomas to let him know.

She got home, quickly stripped out of her clothes, and masturbated again laying on the bed imagining both Ben and Thomas fucking her in various ways. She took her time, imagining them focusing on her; suckling her nipples, playing with her pussy, two mouths, four hands- teasing out every ounce of pleasure she could withstand. By the time she finished, it was almost time for Thomas to be home. She quickly snapped a picture of her naked body on the bed and texted it to her husband.

"Dessert before dinner?"

Moments later her phone vibrated and she picked it up to see Thomas's response.

"Don't move. 5 min out."

Thomas entered the house as a man possessed. On the first landing of the stairs, though, he slowed down and decided to take his time. Something had come over Amber and he wanted her to experience it completely. He stopped, turned around and went to the kitchen. He casually poured himself a bourbon and sipped it twice. He glanced through the mail and noted nothing of interest or importance then he wandered his way toward the stairs. At the top landing he could hear his wife moaning and what little softness was left in his cock instantly hardened.

The eternity of 5 minutes was almost more than Amber could bear. She lay there for the first 30 seconds quietly. The next 60 seconds she shifted positions; first on her back spread eagle, then on her stomach spread eagle, then on her stomach with her back arched, then on all fours facing away from the bedroom door and finally reclined across the bed on her side. The remaining time she waited and re-imagined what it would be like with both Ben and Thomas fucking her. By the time Thomas came into the bedroom she had three fingers in her pussy and her other hand was pinching a nipple. The squelching of her fingers in and out as she rubbed her g-spot was already leaving a puddle on the bed and Thomas quietly sat beside her, watched, and sipped his drink. Finally he leaned over and suckled her free nipple then grabbed her hair and turned her face toward his and kissed her deeply. Amber started shaking and bit his lip then let her orgasm flow through her.

Thomas kissed her again and began taking off his shirt. "I'm not complaining at all but what's gotten into you?"

Amber stretched like a cat and rolled over to her stomach. She craned her neck over to him and licked his neck. "I was thinking about last night. It just turned me on and I wanted to do it again." She reached to his belt and pulled at the buckle while she ran her tongue from his neck to his nipple.

Thomas sucked in his breath. "I think we can arrange that." He lifted his hips and Amber pulled his pants off, exposing his erection, and then moved down to tongue the tip of his cock. She licked around the head, slowly circumnavigating the crown. Thomas was already leaking pre-come and she lapped at it and looked into his eyes then she pushed him down on his back and straddled him, as the night before. Instead of sinking her pussy down on him, however, she rubbed his cock along her folds slowly, grinding her clit against the tip of his cock, and then leaned over and fumbled with the drawer to the nightstand. She sat upright again, holding a bottle of lube and a vibrator.

"In my ass. Your finger felt so good last night I want more." She rubbed the lube around her own sphincter and continued grinding on her husband. Thomas's eyes widened and he licked his lips. Amber rolled onto her back pulling him with her. She positioned the head of his cock and Thomas slowly pushed it into her. She was so turned on the head of his cock passed the opening easily and she groaned her approval deep in her throat.

They had only had anal sex a handful of times in the last few years so Thomas had expected more resistance. Amber growled at him, though, and it was clear she was completely ready. He grabbed her hips and lifted her ankles higher. "You like my cock in your ass?" He pushed further into her, and Amber bit her lip.

"Oh God, it feels so good. Last night when you were fingering me I imagined you filling me up with your come." Amber goaded and pushed back against him until she bottomed out on his cock.

Thomas paused again and kissed his wife deeply then pulled out slowly. He dripped more lube on the shaft of his cock and at her entrance then rubbed it around with his fingers and pushed his cock back into her, setting a slow pace. Amber looked at him and grabbed the vibrator, turned it on, and set to work rubbing along her folds and focusing on her clit.

"You want me to fuck you like this more?" Thomas had never seen his wife this turned on and wanted to explore further. Amber responded with a simple look. Her eyes were full of passion on the verge of delirium and he continued fucking her, speeding up the pace.

In one quick move, Amber jammed the 7 inch vibrator into her cunt. Thomas felt the toy inside her, purring against his cock and stealing all remaining space. The vibrations on the head of his cock reverberated through his pelvis and his orgasm started somewhere behind him, like a string pulling on his testicles from the other room. Amber made a guttural sound and her whole body tensed. Her normally smooth stomach turned into a washboard and she clawed at his upper arms. Thomas watched her eyes roll back and tried to continue but found his own body contracting while his wife clamped down on his cock. Somehow she milked him through her orgasm and his hips convulsed repeatedly as he unloaded inside of her. With each thrust of his hips he felt the head of his cock push against the vibrator, which caused another spasm. Thomas felt the head of his cock expanding with each release, straining against his own skin. He reached down and turned off the toy and jerked twice more before he collapsed on his wife. They lay there, panting like two sprinters after a race, and tried to catch their breath.

Years passed.

"Oh my God" Thomas finally croaked.

"Mmm hmmm" Amber didn't bother with complete words. Her body was still quivering but she lifted her hand and rubbed the scruff of his beard. "Thank you."

"That was new. I don't think I've ever seen you like this." Thomas stroked her face as well, still very conscious of his cock in her ass and the vibrator pressing against him from inside her pussy.

She didn't respond immediately. Eventually she breathed out. "Oh my God, Thomas, it felt so amazing, so... full."

Thomas shifted his weight and rested on his elbow to the side of his wife. He let his free hand drape across Amber's stomach, gently caressing her navel. "You're still shaking. That must have been something."

"I thought I might pass out for a second there. I still feel tingly. I'm sleepy now, though. Can we talk after a nap?" She closed her eyes and let her head droop.

Thomas kissed her gently on the forehead and extricated himself from the tangle that was their legs then slowly pulled his cock out of her. He grabbed some tissues to clean up and draped the sheet over his wife. Before he could walk to the shower she was asleep.

*********

Thomas was still half erect when he got in the shower to clean up. He replayed the last two days in his mind as he soaped up and rinsed himself. Something had changed. He tried to think if he had done something different. If there were any signs he had missed that something had happened with Amber. Nothing came to mind. He turned off the water and toweled dry, then went to the bedroom and looked at his wife. She was still sleeping peacefully so he went to the kitchen and began making some dinner. 30 minutes later he had two steaks, garlic potatoes and blanched broccoli on plates and padded back to the bedroom to wake Amber.

He kissed her forehead and her eyes fluttered open. "Babe, I've got some dinner. Thought you'd be as hungry as I am."

"Definitely. 5 orgasms apparently wears me out."

"Five?! I counted 2."

Amber grinned sheepishly. "I masturbated twice at work and once here before you got home." She stretched again then sat up and kissed him lightly. "I hope you're not mad."

"Mad? Why would I be mad? I apparently have a sex maniac for a wife, I have steak for dinner, and it's not even my birthday. Wait, is it my birthday?"

Amber laughed and kissed her husband again. "No, my Love."

"So what's gotten into you?"

"Let's go eat, I'm starving. We can talk while we eat." She got off the bed and padded toward the kitchen, not bothering with clothing.