Wife Wants a Hall Pass

Ch. 41 -- Barb and Peg Visit the Ranch

Linda laughed, more than a giggle. She said, "Think about this. You are going to be here with three horny women. Barb and I do plan to play together but you know that all three of us are going to want to fuck you at least once. Barb said that Peg is a little minx and that she would try to fuck you to death. You know she is probably young enough to do that. It all has to happen in one night because Peg has to fly back to Las Vegas Sunday afternoon. Her vacation is over. Do you think you can handle it?"

I heard the monster scream in my mind. He said, "TELL HER HELL YES, LUKE."

I maintained my even voice and said, "Hell yes." I wasn't as confident as I tried to sound. I thought, "If I die, what the hell?"

I thought, "Five days until Saturday. Five days is such a long time."

xxxxx

Time was just dragging by. I was living in a constant state of anticipation thinking about Peggy's upcoming visit. Barb is coming too and I should be excited about seeing her. I wasn't, that much. All I could think about was Peggy's little wet redheaded pussy.

Of course, thoughts along those lines were pure speculation on my part. I had never had any intimate contact with her beyond our verbal rhetoric. I had promised to fuck her cute little-redheaded ass off if Linda would give me a hall pass. Peg had me understand that she was extremely receptive to that idea. Linda had given me a pass and Peg was coming to visit. I was walking around with a hard-on most of the time.

I was getting some work done. When I could immerse myself in my work, sometimes I could go ten or fifteen minutes without thinking of Peg. The work day dragged on but finally ended. I thought, "It's only Wednesday."

I started for home in my little sports car. As I drove, you could imagine what I thought about. I came to realize that I was more excited about Peggy than I had ever been for any woman except Linda. When we were young, I had walked around in a daze for days at a time lusting after Linda. Now I was doing the same thing for a younger woman that I hardly know. I thought, "Something is wrong."

Before I got home, I had subconsciously decided to take all this out on Linda. I intended to bang her for a quickie as soon as I could find her. I knew that she would be excited about the upcoming event too. I also knew that she would want to be celibate for some amount of time before her encounter with Barb. She says it makes her extra horny. What is worse, she will try to enforce that celibacy on me. I resolved not to allow that silly shit this evening. I would force fuck her if need be. She likes that.

I parked at the kitchen and emerged from the car with a hard cock and a purpose. I had expected Linda to meet me. She didn't. I went looking for her. She wasn't in the kitchen so I stood quietly and listened. I heard sounds from upstairs. By the time I reached the top of the stair, the sounds had become more familiar. They were the erotic mewing that Linda makes as she builds to orgasm.

I peeked into our bedroom. Linda was nude and lying on her back. Her feet were planted firmly on the mattress and spread apart. Her knees were high in the air. Her beautiful pixie-like body was undulating and her pelvis was thrusting upwards in an even cadence. She was eagerly and rhythmically fucking a rubber cock that she was holding in both hands. I watched it disappear and then become visible again as she receded from it. Her pussy seemed to cling to it.

Her utterings became more and more urgent. She was close to cumming. I stripped in record time. She was totally absorbed in herself and had no idea that I was there until I was kneeling between her legs on the bed. Her green eyes popped open and became very wide when she saw me.

I pulled the rubber dick out of her and tossed it to the other side of the bed. I hooked each of her knees with an elbow and drew her nearer to me as I spread her open. She hurriedly used her hands to replace her toy with my raging erection. She made gurgling sounds as she opened herself to me and I slid myself completely inside. She was sloppy wet. I deduced that she must have been using an artificial lubricant.

I released her knees and her legs encircled me. She locked me in place. I kissed her deeply and she began fucking me with the same rhythm she had been using before. She whispered to me, "Oh, Luke. The real thing is so-o-o mu-u-u-c-h bet-t-t-t-ter." She screamed and went into a frenzy of motion. She lost all motor control and whimpered as she bucked and thrashed about.

I took control and held her in place as best I could. I hammered her. I didn't even try to control myself. I came like a racehorse. I've seen that happen. They come with great enthusiasm and in great quantities. It was mind-blowing for me but it was over with very quickly. I emptied myself and my spasms came to a stop. I kept up the pace until she collapsed under me and I heard her first giggle. I lost my erection soon after that.

It was over. We lay there gasping for breath and laughing with each other. Between giggles, she said, "I don't know if that was the best quickie we ever had but it must have been the quickest."

The room was cold. She snuggled close to me and I pulled a blanket over us. We were quiet and I enjoyed holding her for a few minutes. I detected some nervousness in her. She was embarrassed that I had caught her fucking herself. I rather enjoyed the whole scene. I told her it was all right and that it wasn't the first time. I kissed her cheek. She giggled again and snuggled even closer to me. I thought to myself, "I love this sweet, uninhibited and sensual woman."

We lay there together for most of an hour. Linda might have slept but I didn't. I thought about our history together. I remembered when I had first met her. She was a skinny and gangly little fourteen-year-old girl child. I lay there holding one of her magnificent breasts in my hand. Back then, her boobs were barely a pair of small bumps. I thought she had a funny face and no bottom at all. I didn't even consider her as dating material.

She was in love with me. That never changed. I went away and served my time in the Marine Corps. In those four years, she morphed into the most beautiful woman on the planet. I came home and fell in love with her. That has never changed either. She had saved herself for me. She was still a virgin when she gave herself to me the first time.

She quietly asked, "Are you awake?"

I squeezed her in my arms to signal that I was.

She said, "We need to shower."

I asked, "What makes you think that I am through with you?"

She giggled and wiggled against me. She answered, "I'm not through with you. I plan on fucking you silly after we come home from Ted's."

I asked, "How did Ted's Place get into our itinerary?"

She answered, "It is still early. I am hungry and I don't want to cook. I want you to take me to Ted's. You can buy me a pizza and a glass of wine. Maybe we can dance together once, and then we can come home so I can execute the rest of my plan."

I didn't argue at all. It seemed like a good plan and I thought that it might take my mind off Peg for a few hours. I kissed Linda's forehead and released her.

She slipped out of bed and said, "Give me a minute." I knew the routine.

Ted's Place is a, "Come as you are," joint. Ted is a friend and contemporary of Linda's Uncle Gus. He has been close to Linda since she was a baby. She regards him as family.

I dressed in boots and jeans. Linda wore her sweats. She looks so sexy in sweats but then, she would look sexy in a flour sack.

As we walked out of our bedroom together, she handed me a little black gadget. She didn't say anything. She did giggle. It was the wireless remote to her vibrating egg. I pushed the button just to see if I could find out where the egg was. She flinched and both hands went to her pussy. I laughed.

She said, "I want us to have fun with this thing but if you embarrass me, I will take it out."

I pulled her close and kissed her deeply. I pushed the button. She rubbed her pussy against my thigh and said, "M-m-m-m." I could feel the vibrations coming from inside her. She whispered, "Don't make me wet. It will show in these sweats."

We drove my truck rather than the TR3. It was Linda's idea. She said that we might need the extra room. She was having nasty thoughts. I thought about a nice blowjob on the way home.

About half way there, I pushed the button and held it down for a full second. She just sat there with no reaction. I thought at first that it had quit working. Then, she turned to look at me and smiled. She was showing me that she could hide her reactions.

She said, "Don't overdo it, Stud." We laughed together. This is my favorite of all her toys. I have called it, remote control foreplay.

I asked, "What is it with the toys? You are playing with them more than usual."

She giggled and replied. "Barb gave me my toys and showed me how to use them. As you know, we have played with them together. When I think about Barb, the toys come to mind. When I think about the toys, I want to play with them. I have been thinking about Barb a lot lately."

I chuckled and said, "I understand, Babe. She is on my mind too."

Linda giggled and said, "Peggy is on your mind. You talk to her in your sleep." She giggled again. I think I might have blushed.

We parked directly in front of Ted's Place and went inside. Ted came around the bar and hugged Linda. I knew that she expected me to push the button so I didn't do it. I looked around. There were twelve or fifteen people in the place. I would call that a heavy crowd for a Wednesday.

Ted went back to his place behind the bar and opened a bottle of Linda's favorite white wine. He always has some in stock just for her. He set it on the bar and said, "Let's let that breathe for a minute."

He reached for the Crown Royal but I stopped him. I said, "I think I had rather have a beer and Linda wants a pizza."

Linda said, "The usual." That is extra-large, extra cheese, half Hawaiian and half all the way except anchovies. She always orders enough to share.

Ted handed me an open Miller Genuine Draft in a bottle and poured Linda's wine. He said, "Linda, your uncle Gus is sitting over there in the dark. He has a date with him."

Linda asked, "Do you know who she is?"

Ted answered, "Yeah, it's Kay Linden. You know, the shrink doctor he dates off and on." He laughed and said, "She seems way out of his class."

Linda said, "I work with her granddaughter. I've met her several times." She continued, "Order my pizza. I'll ask them to share it with us."

Ted said, "Ok but don't give my slice away."

Linda walked away and I decided to follow her. We walked up behind Gus. He evidently hadn't seen us come in. Linda reached around from behind him and covered his eyes with her hands.

He said, "Well, hello Sweetheart."

Linda bent and kissed his cheek. She asked, "How did you know it was me."

He answered, "I smelled that cowboy that always follows you around."

Gus was one of my mentors when I was young. We are true friends but he will always have something derogatory to say about me. It is always in jest. I used to try to exchange banter with him but I could never keep up, so I don't compete anymore. I save myself many insults and much embarrassment this way. He reared Linda after her parents passed away. She loves him dearly. When Linda came of age, he chose me for her. If he hadn't liked me, he would have never let me get near her. Linda is most precious to him.

Linda giggled and reached across the table to shake Kay's hand. She said, "Hello Dr. Linden. Do you remember me?"

Kay replied, "Yes Linda and please call me Kay. How are you?"

With a question in his voice, Gus said, "You know each other?"

Linda said, "It's a small town, Uncle Gus. I work with Kay's granddaughter. We have met. I knew that you dated her but I didn't know that you two were still an item. You should bring Kay to our house for dinner some evening. I should think you would want to show her off. She is way too classy for the likes of you."

Gus acted put out but he invited us to sit.

Kay spoke to me as she shook my hand. She said, "Luke, Gus speaks of you and Linda quiet often. In private, he speaks well of you. I feel as if I know you too. She giggled and said, "I want to dance with you."

I replied, "Well, I am honored. Now would be a good time. I'm sure that Linda would like a few minutes with her gruff old uncle anyway." Country music was in the air. It had the proper beat. I asked, "Do you Two-Step as I rose and helped her from her seat. The question was rhetorical. All Texas girls can Two-Step. I excused us and we walked to the dance floor.

We danced. The low lights and her fluid movements belied her sixty odd years. She felt young and vibrant in my arms. I enjoyed our dance and when it was over, she held me on the floor for a second one.

Ted ran the music system. He had the good sense to play a soft and cuddly tune this time. Kay and I Waltzed across the floor. After a few seconds, she snuggled in close to me.

She whispered, "You are getting me all excited. I'm going to fuck Gus senseless when I get him home." I laughed with her.

She said, "Don't worry. Gus doesn't know of our relationship and ethics prevent me from telling him. However, all of us being together is very dangerous, if you don't want him to know. Gus is very astute. He will pick up on the smallest mistake that any of us make."

I wanted to tell her about making up with Barb. Hell, I wanted to tell her about peg but I didn't. It just wasn't the right time or place.

I looked across the floor. Gus and Linda were dancing but he was looking at us. I gave him a thumbs up signal and he smiled.

After the music stopped, we all met back at the table. As I helped Kay into her seat, I said, "Linda is right. This lady is much too good for you, Gus."

He playfully shook his finger in her face and said, "You need to remember who is taking you home, Girl." We all laughed together.

We did share the pizza when it came. There was already a slice missing when Ted brought it to us.

We danced, talked and generally enjoyed each other. When Ten o'clock came, Kay played the age card and asked Gus to take her home. Gus kissed Linda on the cheek and told her he loved her. I got a hug from Kay. Linda told her uncle that we were going to hang around and visit with Ted a bit. They were gone.

We moved to the bar and ordered another drink. Ted set them in front of us and said, "These are on Jim Cassaway." He indicated with a nod, a table about fifteen feet away where a young man and woman were sitting. We had met Jim here on an earlier visit. He had danced with Linda.

I looked at Jim and raised my beer in acknowledgment. As I watched, he helped his date from her chair and they both approached us.

He said, "Luke, Linda, this is Deana Silverhawk. She is called Dee." She was a young American Indian girl that was as cute as a button. She could have been the Indian Princess in any Hollywood western movie. Jim continued, "We have been watching the two of you. Dee would very much like to dance with you, Luke and of course, I would love another dance with you, Linda.

I looked at Linda and asked the question with my eyes.

She said, "You dance very well, Jim. I would love to dance with you again." She held out her hand and as soon as Jim touched it, I pressed the button. Linda wasn't expecting it. The vibration in her pussy almost made her fall off her stool. Jim barely caught her in time.

Linda frowned at me and then asked Ted to play a Waltz.

I rose and took Deana's hand. I Said, "It would be my honor to dance with you, Miss Silverhawk."

She did a shallow curtsy and said, "Please call me Dee."

I led her to the floor. She came into my arms and I held her formally, as we danced. She danced well enough but I could tell that she had little experience. She was wearing a semi full dress that was tight on the top but flared at her waist. I couldn't see her shape but her body felt very tight. I could feel strength in the muscles that moved under that dress.

I asked, "Do I detect a romantic connection between you and Jim?"

She giggled and whispered, "There could be. I think there will be." Then she volunteered. He is giving dance lessons for extra money. I am learning ballroom but he brought me here to introduce me to Texas country dance." She giggled and said, "He doesn't give this kind of attention to any of his other students."

I asked, "Are you not a local girl?"

She replied, "I grew up on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. I am of the Oglala Sioux. I moved to Dallas following my work. I design furniture."

We danced. I said, "My wife is the real dancer in our family. I have learned what little I know from her."

She giggled and said, "You appear to dance very well but I don't really know enough to judge." She hesitated and then said, "That's not why I wanted to dance with you. You are a beautiful man. I have watched how you treat your ladies and how they react to you. I wanted to be held in your arms."

I thought that rather forward of her but then I didn't know what would be customary in her society. I certainly wasn't offended. I drew her in closer to me and said, "I can hold you tighter."

She laid her head on my chest and answered, "M-m-mm, that is better."

I looked at Linda and Jim. They were still dancing about five inches apart. I pushed the button and held it down for about three seconds. I didn't notice any reaction from Linda but she did snuggle in close to him. I pushed the button again. He reacted this time. If he felt the buzz, she must have been very close indeed. I laughed to myself.

We finished our dance and Dee made a show of sliding a business card into my pocket. I thought that to be forward too. We returned to the bar. Jim and Dee sat and talked with us for just a few minutes before we all thanked each other for the dance. They returned to their table and we visited with Ted.

It must have been near eleven PM when we left. We sat together in the truck for a few minutes before we drove away. We shared a few kisses and some touchy-feely time. I wasn't against that idea. As we finally were exiting the parking space, Linda released the monster from the confines of my jeans. She bent to kiss him and then said, "Jim wants to get in my pants."

I had to laugh. I replied, "Every man that you have ever met wants to get in your pants." She giggled. I said, "The question is, do you want to let Jim get in your pants?"

She thought for a few seconds and then responded with an extra sweet giggle. She said, "If you had pushed the button once more, I might have let it happen this evening." We laughed together but she didn't answer my question. She sucked the head of the monster into her mouth and lavished him with her attention. I maintained control and drove us home.

I parked the truck and kissed my wife. I wanted to thank her for her efforts during our journey. I asked if she would like to spend the night in the pool house.

She answered, "Take me to our bedroom." I physically picked her up and carried her into the house and up the stairs. I laid her on our bed and began to undress. I came across the card that Dee had given me. I showed it to Linda and explained how it had come into my possession.

Linda's comment was, "She lives far enough away. You should keep it." She giggled and said, "I can see you having a need to call her sometime. You might need some furniture designed." I laid it on my dresser with the other things from my pockets. I resolved to put it in my Rolodex the next morning. I thought, "Linda might be right. She was a cute young woman and her actions indicated some level of enthusiasm."