Wife Gets a Free Pass Pt. 02
Pamela and I spent the rest of the day in a happy haze. I was happy because my wife had enjoyed good sex for the first time in ages and she was happy for the exact same reason. Pamela was also happy because her Jonny didn't get all moody and jealous. Yes, it was my idea for her to fuck another man but she thought that actually seeing her with someone else might be enough for me to get angry and change my mind. We spoke about this during the day and I admitted that I did have to fight down the jealousy because her happiness meant more than anything to me. I also knew that sounded soft and soppy but she said she loved me all the more for it.
I knew, as Pamela had hinted shortly after Roy left, that it wouldn't be a one off fuck and that Roy wouldn't be her only guy. She told her me that she wanted to fuck as often as I would allow her, until I was well enough to do it myself. She assured me that she would only fuck Roy another once or twice as she didn't want him to get the impression that he was going to be anything more than a short term friend with benefits. She said no matter how many guys she fucked or how often, none of it would be behind my back and that she would always be upfront and honest about it and she expected me to be the same. If I had any objections to any of it, all I had to do was voice my concerns and she would stop or we'd work something out. Pamela was happy and pleasantly surprised that I was ok with this.
We were enjoying relaxing on the couch together when Pamela got a text from her friend Samantha. To be honest, I'm not a fan of hers. I always thought of her as a troublemaker, a shit stirrer and a bit sneaky but I tolerated her for Pamela's sake. Samantha wanted to know what the guy was like and, more importantly, what the sex was like. Pamela giggled and texted and giggled some more until she had dished all the details to her friend. The last question Samantha asked was when will the next time be?
That indeed was a good question so Pamela suggested checking FabSwingers to see if there were any more possibilities. When she logged in we saw that there were dozens more messages from guys. Once again they were whittled down to within a five mile distance from us. There was still a fair amount to choose from and Pamela clicked on their profiles and was glad to see that most of them had pics posted. There were big dicks, small dicks, fat dicks and thin dicks. There was even a dick with a big metal ring in it, Pamela was very curious at that but I just imagined it would be painful getting that done.
Pamela finally settled on the few pics that showed hardons. They were various sizes but she was taken by Steven's dick. It looked about average length but it was very thick. I pointed out to her that there were bigger dicks but she said size doesn't always matter. Now, I always thought women said this so as not to hurt a man's ego. But it seems that size really does not matter, as long as you have girth. She had picked her next cock. We read through his profile and he was a non-smoker, single, discreet and experienced in pleasing ladies. His words, not mine.
Pamela replied to his short message and a few minutes later they were passing pleasantries back and forward. He asked what she was looking for on this site and she replied she was looking for some good clean, uncomplicated, no strings attached sex. She was doing this with the full approval of her husband and if things were to go ahead then he would be present during the sex. Steven wrote back that he had no problem with this and it wouldn't be the first time a partner has been present when he's fucked their wife. Pamela told him I wasn't interested in joining in but I'd be present for her safety.
Pamela asked me 'What do you think? Are you ok with me fucking him?'
I said, 'It's up to you. When were you thinking of? Tomorrow?'
'No, next weekend' she replied 'I'll text and chat with him through the week and if he doesn't turn out to be a dick then we can meet him and bring him home, what do you think?'
'That's fine by me' I said.
She went back to the laptop and told Steven what we agreed. If he was up for it she would give him her number. He agreed, as I knew he would.
Pamela looked up at me and said 'Would you really not have minded if I had said I wanted to fuck tomorrow?'
'I told you, I'm fine with who and when you fuck.'
We had no sooner settled back on the couch when the doorbell rang. Pamela sprung up and opened the door. It was Samantha and she was dressed to kill. She wore a skin tight silver dress that swooped so low in front that most of her tits and belly button were on show. She fiddled with the front of the dress to draw even more attention to her chest. The dress just covered her butt cheeks but any straight leg bends would show what she had for breakfast because I doubt she had panties on. She leaned toward me and said in a voice that you use with kids and puppies 'Oh, how are you? Feeling better?' and before I could say anything she had backed off and crossed her legs as she sat on the chair opposite. Definitely no panties. I'll admit the perma-tan she sported did show off her legs very well.
She explained that she was going out for a few hours. Her husband Tony was waiting in the car outside. He was going to drop her off at her friend's place and she'll call him later to pick her up. Friend was code for fuck buddy. An Enigma machine wasn't needed to decipher that. But before she went she thought she'd ask if Pamela wanted to come out with her one night, now that she's free to fuck. Samantha is definitely not subtle. I just glared at her but Pamela just said 'Thanks, but we'll see. We're taking things easy and aren't in a rush to meet new people.' Samantha uncrossed her legs, definitely no panties and no hair, and stood up. 'Ok Sweetie, just let me know and I'll arrange a fun night for both of us' she said 'I better go, Tony gets impatient to deliver me.' She laughed and seconds later she was gone.
There's no doubt Samantha is good looking but she can be a bitch. Pamela said she takes a bit of getting used to but is a good friend. We settled back on the couch again and I flicked through Netflix. One of these days one of us has to make a decision about what to watch.
'How's your pussy?' I asked
'it's just fine, in fact it's getting a bit tingly again. It might just need some attention from your mouth. Looking at the cock pics and thinking about meeting guys has got me a lot hornier than usual. To be honest, I'm not sure if I can wait another week for a fuck.'
'Really?' I said 'I don't mind when you meet someone but I'd prefer you to fuck at home than go out with Samantha. I can only imagine what she gets up to'
'Oh I wasn't thinking about going out with her, and I don't need to imagine what she gets up to. She tells me in graphic detail. When she's in the mood she can fuck several guys a night. In fact she has the Lucas brothers on permanent standby. When she calls them they drop everything and go to her at any time of day or night. Sometimes she'll get Tony to video it all'
'Each to their own, I guess. Now, am I going to eat your pussy here or in bed?'
'Bed, I think. I'm tired; it's been quite a day'
'And quite a fuck' I said laughing.
We got stripped and lay on the bed and started to fool around. I had hoped I'd get aroused enough for a hardon. I was aroused but my cock stayed limp, even after Pamela fondled and licked me and sucked my balls. I went down on her determined to make her cum as much as possible to make up for my soft dick. We were both really into it when she suddenly pulled my head up from her pussy and said 'Do you mind if I get cock tomorrow? I'm so horny but just pussy eating on its own isn't going to be enough.'