Wife Wants a Hall Pass

I wanted to talk about her last endeavor. I said, "That was very nice, Anne. How in the world would an ice princess possibly know how to do that?"

She giggled as she snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. She whispered, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sir." There was a short period of quiet while we just held each other. Her whispers became even quieter. She said, "Eric taught me how to do that."

That little piece of information left me speechless. I raised my head and tried to focus on her. She rose up and looked at the surprise my face was registering. She said, "Oh Luke, don't act so surprised. I know that you at least suspected that there was a sexual facet to my relationship with Eric. You all but asked me about it last night. I ignored your question and you let it go." There was another empty spot in our conversation.

Finally, I said, "You are right. I did suspect it." Then I asked, "Why did you decide to tell me?"

She answered, "If we never see each other after this trip, it just won't matter. If we have an ongoing relationship, you would have probably found out anyway. At home, it's not that much of a secret. There are people that know. I would rather it be me that told you than any of them." Then she said, "I expect you to tell Linda if you want but I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone else. It is very difficult for most people to understand."

She laid her head back on my shoulder and we held each other for another minute. She said, "I know you won't judge me. Most people would consider yours and Linda's relationship to be far out of the norm. Giving you this small truth might put a bit of extra spice in our relationship." She giggled.

I said, "I'm getting cold. I want to take you back to the house and crawl into a warm bed with you. I'm going to eat your pussy until you beg for mercy." She giggled again for me.

She kissed me again and made me hold her for another minute before we got out of the water. I dried her as best I could with my shirt. It was made of lightweight cotton and it was very thin. It didn't absorb much water.

I said, "Your hair is so wet. It will take forever for it to dry."

She said, "My new lover will dry it for me. He enjoys pampering me."

She dressed and I put my pants and shoes on. We walked back the way we had come. That was the shortest way home. The air felt as though it was warmer than the water. I had thought that evaporation would make us cold but we made it fine.

I took her to the blue room and we showered there enough to rinse the lake off us. I dried her and sat her at the vanity. She began to dry her hair. I dried myself and then finished drying her hair for her. I did enjoy pampering her. I enjoy doing the little things for Linda too. Anne had picked up on that right away.

I drew the drapes to make it as dark as I could in the room and took my Viking to bed. There was still enough light to see by.

I'm not new to this kind of thing. I had many women before Linda. Well, several anyway. I have had several more since we began swinging. This one excited me more than usual. I didn't understand why. She was young and pretty but you could say that about most of the women that I am attracted to. Her Nordic ancestry is obvious and that is probably part of it but then, Linda carries those same genes. I thought that maybe it was because I feel so comfortable with her. Her revelation about her incestuous relationship illustrates how open she is and how comfortable she is in her own skin, so to speak.

We cuddled together while we made a warm spot in the bed. I had set the A/C to 65. I liked to have my bedrooms cool enough to make my bed partner want to snuggle with me. I keep the master bedroom even cooler.

Anne said, "This room is not the master suite, is it?"

I answered, "No, it isn't. This is our nicest guest room. Linda and I sleep in the master and we keep that room private. It is our space."

My wandering finger found her love button. She squirmed.

She said, "That doesn't surprise me. It is obvious to me that you two love each other very much. I don't understand why Linda would share you with me or why you would give her to Eric.

I replied, "Well you have it backward. You are a gift to me from Linda. Likewise, "Linda considers Eric to be a gift from me. We give each other these gifts precisely because we love each other. They fill a need that most people have but can't admit to. It is recreational sex. It is a hobby." I whispered, "It is a lot more fun than golf."

She giggled and said, "I can almost understand that, almost. Everything is more fun than golf."

I touched her clit again. I felt her flinch. I wet my finger in my mouth and rubbed my saliva on and around her button. She said, "That's better. The lake has washed my lubricants away. I am very dry." She asked, "Are there artificial lubricants here?"

I gently massaged her clit. I answered, "Linda probably has some here somewhere but I doubt that we will need them. You were a very juicy girl earlier I'll bet that I can make you that way again."

She giggled. She said, "I have no doubt that you can but do you have the control to wait that long. I shouldn't make you wait." She was holding the monster in her hand. He was beginning to become aroused. She squeezed him to illustrate her meaning.

I said, "I will wait."

She whispered, "It won't be a long wait." She thrust into my hand and moaned, "M-m-m-m-m."

I continued to play with her but I was careful to keep my finger wet. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and played with that too.

She put her hand behind my head and held me to her breast. I drew another moan out of her. As she held me, she asked in a whisper, "Will my husband give me other men to play with?"

I stopped what I was doing. I rose up and replied, "I didn't know that you had a husband."

She giggled. She said, "I don't, Silly. I was thinking of a future husband." She moved my hand to her mouth, sucked my finger for a moment and then moved it back to her pussy. She said, "My latest lover at home, wants to be my husband, but then they all do. He is a good man but I think of him as only a friend and a lover. He is not husband material. My husband will be a very special man. I haven't met him yet but he will be much like you, Luke."

I said, "We would call your lover a friend with benefits."

She giggled and said, "Yes, that is it. That describes how I think of him very well."

I asked, "Does he know that you are here with me?"

She giggled and said, "You are asking if I am cheating."

I replied, "That is exactly what I am asking and it isn't funny to me."

She stifled her next giggle. She replied in a whisper but it was a stern whisper, "I am not cheating. I have been seeing him for two months. I have made no commitments with him and he is very aware of that. He does know that Eric and I are on holiday in the United States. I didn't tell him that I was coming here to be with you because it isn't any of his business. I think he knows anyway. I think he tried to talk to me about it the night before Eric and I left. He couldn't muster the courage he needed to ask me not to come here. He is like that. My future husband wouldn't have let me come. He would have spanked me and then fucked the hell out of me. Then he would have held me and loved me. He would have made me want to stay at home with him. That's only one of the reasons that my friend can't be my husband. There are others."

She snuggled down closer to me. I held her. I thought that she was going to cry but the next thing that came out of her was a lilt laced giggle. She rose up and looked at me. She asked, "Now, let me tell you what I found to be funny." She said, "The first time that I slept with him, I felt like I was cheating on you. I've been infatuated with you since the first moment I saw you."

This time there were some sniffles. She said, "Hold me." I did. A few minutes later, she said, "Luke, I understand where I fit into your world. I know that we are just playing together. That's all I expect from you. I know that I couldn't come between you and your sweet wife. I wouldn't if I could. I have seen the love that you share. I came from very far away to be with a very special man for a few short days. It's the fulfillment of a young woman's dream. I've spent a year looking forward to being here with you. Don't let rules and emotions fuck it up for me. I am not very good at following other people's rules and my emotions can be overwhelming."

She snuggled close to me again. I held her tight. That was enough for her to know that I understood.

She moved my hand back to her center and helped my finger find its way inside her. She felt like a hot spring bubbling out from under a mountain. I thought, "That didn't take long."

She imitated a little girl's voice and asked, "Are you going to fuck me or not?"

I wanted to eat her sweet pussy as I had promised but that wasn't what she needed. I rolled her over on her back and rose up between her knees. She spread her legs wide and used her fingers to open her pussy for me as she had done before. I thought, "Other women don't do that." She was very excited. I was too. I thought, "A little bit of emotion goes a long way." I easily slipped the monster inside her.

Unbelievably, it was the best sex we had so far. I went right to the edge immediately. I waited there for her but it was hard to hang on. Her body rolled and pitched under me. She met and matched my every thrust. We fucked each other slowly and thoroughly. My thrusts were slow but they were also long and very powerful. I wanted her to have what she came to me for. If she had tried to resist, I would have force fucked her without mercy. I wanted her. I became a bit selfish for a few minutes. I let the monster wallow and luxuriate inside her warm female body. I enjoyed every sensation that produced.

Her coos and whimpers were music in my ears. I think she was being selfish too. We fucked each other leisurely for at least half an hour. Her love sounds morphed into deep moans. I thought I was winning but I wasn't. I kissed her soulfully and held her in place as I fucked her. I fucked her a bit harder. Our tempo increased and I forced myself deeper inside her. Her legs wrapped around mine. She locked her heels behind each of my legs below the knees. She exhibited much power in this position. She had far more leverage. She held me in place with a hand on each of my butt cheeks. She was able to fuck me even harder.

She whispered, "Yes, Luke. Oh God yes, I'm cumming." Her orgasm came from nowhere. It engulfed her. She continued to match my every movement. Her sweet pussy became vice-like. Her body vibrated and her undulations became urgent. She was speaking to me but she was using some Highlander dialect that I couldn't understand. Her love sounds came from deep within her chest. A woman's orgasm when she is in my arms is my favorite thing in the whole universe. I need to be involved. I want to hold her and love her. I always help and I always follow her instructions to make it as good for her as I am able. I had never experienced any woman cum as powerfully as this one. I felt great strength in her young body. Her muscles flexed as if they were bands made of steel.

She broke into clear English. She whispered, "Help me, Luke. It's happening again."

I couldn't tell where the first one ended and the second one began. I tried to help. I fucked her harder and still deeper. Her orgasm went on. Her muscles strained with their effort. The sounds that she made told me that I was hurting her or maybe she was hurting herself. They also told me that she was lost in it. She loved it. I wanted her to be glad that she was here with me. I think I hurt her just a bit more on purpose. I wanted her to feel the need I had for her. I wanted her to be prepared for the demands I was about to make on her.

She had surprised me to the point that my mind became entangled in the mechanics of what was happening. I realized that I had backed away from the edge. I knew that I could maintain control a while longer. I made a plan to help her have a third one.

Without warning, her sweet little girl's body collapsed under me. The tone in her muscles disappeared. She became soft and seemingly lifeless. Her legs unwrapped from around me and fell to the bed. Her knees bent and she spread herself wide. Pussy juice was leaking out of her and making a wet spot under us. I chuckled inside as I remembered how dry she had been.

Her body was limp under me and she was trying hard to catch her breath. I continued to fuck her but I considered that I should give her some recovery time. The monster spoke in my mind. He said, "No, Luke. Keep fucking her, it's our turn." He was not the least bit limp.

I am not nearly as crass as the monster can be. We have done some terrible things in the past when I have allowed him to do our thinking. We have done some wonderful things too. Sometimes he has power over me. This was one of those times. I thoughtlessly followed his orders. I continued to fuck her. I tried to mitigate my actions in my mind. I thought, "Maybe I can create a spark in her and bring her back to life." Truthfully, I intended to use this young woman's beautiful body selfishly for my own pleasure. Actually, I was caught up in the moment to the point where I was about to misuse her. I began to fuck her harder, much harder. I was right on the edge of orgasm and I was pounding her young sweet pussy.

I didn't see a spark. She just exploded into flame. Suddenly, her legs wrapped around me again. This time she locked her heels together in the small of my back. She used those powerful legs to cram her pussy into my groin. The thick root of my cock was inside her. My pubic bone banged and savaged her love button. She held me there as her body convulsed and quivered with her third climax. My own body was pumping cum into that warm place behind her belly button.

She still found the energy and the control to talk to me in her soft voice. She said, "I'm cumming again and I can feel your cock throbbing inside me. I want your cum. I want all of it. Make me pregnant, Luke. That is the reason for all this. Send me home with your baby growing in my belly. I know you have always wanted a daughter. I will give you one. Her tongue slipped into my mouth as she kissed me.

Her words scared me but I wasn't in control. I gave her exactly what she asked for. My orgasm was deep and powerful. It was the final act in this episode. In another moment, I was empty and spent. I wished that I could go mystical with this one. I wanted to look inside her soul. Of course, it didn't happen. We didn't know each other well enough.

I pulled my wimpy withering cock out of her and slipped into my recovery mode. Anne curled up close to me. Ten minutes passed while we learned to breathe again. Rational thought returned to my brain but not all at once. I remembered being frightened and trying to make Anne pregnant. I thought, "That's not right." Then I remembered how good the sex was. I definitely wanted to do that again, but I wasn't capable right then.

I felt movement to my left and looked over at Anne. She was beautiful. She seemed to glow in the soft light. She had risen up on an elbow with her chin in her hand. She said, "You were hurting me, Luke." She giggled and said, "It was nice but now my pussy is sore." She rubbed it against my thigh.

Every time a woman tells me that it hurt, I think of Caroline Bixby. She had coined the word, "Extagony." It meant, "Sex so good that it hurt." I spent a few seconds with the picture of her that I have in my mind. She had the cutest little freckled nose. I remembered that I had a tentative date with her next month. I couldn't wait. I spent another few seconds with her. I let her picture come to life. She smiled at me and whispered, "I can't wait."

My mind became clearer and I refocused on Anne. She was tickling my lower lip with the tip of a fingernail. I brushed her hand away. She giggled. She said, "I scared you. Didn't I?"

I remembered her talk about going home pregnant. I replied, "Yeah, you did. That's not what we are here for, Anne."

She said, "Michelin told me to do that." She giggled. She began to tickle my lip again. She continued, "It's a trick that girls use. Michelin said that it made you cum extra hard for her." She paused and said, "It made you cum very hard for me, didn't it?" She slipped another Highlander giggle into the conversation. She said, "I'm on the pill. I won't go home pregnant."

I knew she was telling the truth. I thought, "There truly is something of the lovable imp in this girl."

She slithered down close to me and kissed my cheek. She whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to stop taking my pills?"

I said, "Keep it up if you want a spanking for real. I don't do it often but I spank naughty little girls soundly when I have to."

She giggled and replied, "I might like that." She whispered, "Maybe there is something of the masochist in me. You can hurt me a bit if you feel the need."

I asked, "Do you truly enjoy pain?"

She answered, "No, I don't think I do but it enhances an associated sexual experience to the point that it seems to be worth it sometimes. It is hard to explain." She paused and said, "I think that what I am trying to say is, I know you wouldn't injure me but you don't have to handle me with kid gloves either."

I didn't respond to her but I thought, "Hell that's the way I operate anyway. I chuckled to myself and continued my thought, "I think I have been handling her properly by accident."

There was an empty spot in our dialog here. Then she said, "Answer my question. Will my f-u-t-u-r-e husband allow me an extra lover now and again? Is it a standard practice for married folk? Is it kept secret? Is it common in this country?"

I laughed and said, "It's not a standard practice but it isn't uncommon in this country or yours. Quite a lot of people fool around and most do try to keep it secret. That is very dangerous. Pussy is one of the things men kill each other over."

"Oh wow," she said, "How did you and Linda become involved in such a dangerous hobby?"

I said, "Before we were married, Linda made me promise to allow her an extracurricular lover if she ever wanted one. At that time, she had no experience with anyone but me. She felt that she might become curious eventually. Hell, she knew she would. I didn't believe the problem would ever come up so I agreed. It did come up. It was hard for me but I had to honor my promise." I paused and then added, "Our hall pass system has worked for us. We were monogamous for a long time. It turned out that the time came when Linda wanted another lover. I realized that I wanted some variety too. A playmate like you is a fine thing. You light up my life. Here we are."

Anne lay down and cuddled close to me. I pulled the covers over us. She lay there in thought for a minute or two. Finally, she said, "Basically, you think that I should tell my prospective husband that I am going to fuck around after we are married and he can too if he wants."

I laughed and said, "Well, I wouldn't be that direct and it could never be as simple as that. Think for a moment about the powerful emotions that will be generated. There is one other small thing. You will have to get him to agree to those conditions and make you the same promise I made to Linda. Then he will have to be strong enough to carry through when the time comes. It was very hard for me to give Linda the freedoms that she needed." A moment later, I added, "As pretty as you are, you had better get the agreement in writing."

She giggled and said, "I have a better idea. I will never get married. Then I can come to Texas anytime I want." She giggled and said, "As pretty as I am, you will always want me."