Mark had it all, all any man could ever want: a beautiful, sexy wife, a successful business, two beautiful daughters, a large 3-story home built on twelve secluded acres. And, one day it all changed.
Mark met his wife in college. Bobbie was gorgeous, and he fell for her the first time they met. He fell in love with her long dark auburn hair, with her wide-set green eyes, and he loved her freckled skin that was perpetually tanned. Bobbie's breasts were on the small side and her hips were narrow, but no one could doubt Bobbie's greatest features were her long thin legs, and the finest up-turned butt on campus. In those days, Bobbie could best be described as adventuresome, and she was never more thrill-seeking than when it came to sex.
Mark and Bobbie dated for two years in college and they had sex in every imaginable place on campus. Cars, elevators, movie theaters, a restaurant bathroom, an airplane bathroom, a telephone booth, her parent's laundry room, one time balanced on a tree limb. Once they brought each other off under a blanket in the bleachers at a football game. Another time they did it in a closet while spying through the spaced wooden slats on Bobbie's blonde-headed roommate, CJ, fucking her boyfriend.
Most memorable, and this totally blew Mark's mind, was the time they watched CJ give a massage to Alicia, a long-thin well-built girl who was a star on the college's girls basketball team. CJ was a wild and impulsive blonde-headed vixen from Alabama who had a southern accent that was often thick as molasses; an accent that sometimes disappeared all together. CJ's natural-born audacity and her Miss Alabama body and good-looks made her unpredictable as well as very, very desirable. The seduction of Alicia lasted about an hour and a half, but it could have been over in half that time if CJ and Alicia had settled for half the orgasms. These days Mark plays that day over and over in his head. Mark and Bobbie hid in that same closet and made out as CJ worked on Alicia's shoulders. "My god, girl, you're so fucking tight we could make music on these muscles." CJ dug deep into her shoulders and Alicia moaned in pain. "What the hell you been all stressed up about, Honey Pot"
"Things," Alicia said, rolling her neck.
"Things? Baby, fuck things." CJ dug her fingers in Alicia's neck. "That boyfriend of yours been fuckin with you?"
"A little, he's always after me, you know. And then I've got Physics, which I don't get at all." Alicia turned her head around toward CJ. "Why we got to study Physics anyway?"
"I don't know, baby. You feel this here? Goes all the way down your back. Take this little thing off and let me get at it. Come on. Take that bra off, too. Don't be getting all shy on me, now. That's a girl. Oh my god, just look at those titties. Alicia, honey, I'd kill for a set of titties like that. They're perfect, baby."
"Hell, CJ, they're half the size a yours."
CJ slipped off her t-shirt and stood bare-breasted. She gazed down at her own breasts. "I don't know, Alicia, I think they're too big." CJ lowered her eyes, her face dropped with sadness. "Lot of guys, they look at me, that's all they see, big boobs. You know what I'm saying?" CJ reached out and massaged one of Alicia's tits. "I'd give anything to have a pair like these." CJ rubbed her thumb over Alicia's nipple.
"Now, don't talk like that, CJ, you got great titties."
"You're not just saying that?" CJ used her thumb and forefinger to pull lightly, absently, on Alicia's nipple which had obviously grown hard and sensitive. CJ grabbed one of Alicia's hands and lifted it to one of her breasts. "You don't think they're too big? You really like em?"
CJ held Alicia's hand against her breast, pressing it closer so her palm cupped her nipple.
"Alright," CJ said suddenly. "Stop trying to feel me up and let me get these knots smoothed outta those muscles. Might as well slip outta those jeans. too. I'll give you a real good massage." Alicia hesitated for a moment. "Go on," CJ insisted, "don't be shy. You got a great body, you should be proud of that body."
Alicia unbuckled her jeans, sliding them down her long legs. Dressed only in her panties she lay face-down on CJ's bed. CJ dropped her jean-shorts and, unknown to Alicia, was suddenly naked. She hopped on the bed, straddling Alicia's ass and began working on her back. In the closet Mark had his hand down Bobbie's pants and a finger in her sopping wet pussy.
After about five minutes, CJ moved down and straddled Alicia's legs. She applied more oil and began working on Alicia's lower back. Ever so gradual CJ worked her hands lower, slowly sliding Alicia's panties down her hips, working her hands on that delicious ass.
"Alicia, baby, I love your skin, like cocoa butter and a cup of hot chocolate, makes you want to drink it up. Does this feel good for you, honey? Those muscle relaxing?"
"Huh mmm," Alicia said dreamily.
"I'm going to work on your legs a little, you just stay relaxed."
CJ moved down, straddling Alicia's calves, and began working her hands up and down those brown thighs, kneading the muscles in Alicia's upper legs. Finally, when CJ thought Alicia was ready, she grabbed the panties by the waistband and pulled them down over Alicia's ass.
"Raise your hips, baby, let me get rid of these things."
Alicia elevated her hips to allow CJ to slide her panties down those long legs. And then CJ really went to work. Her oiled hands slid up and down Alicia's body, from the thighs to her ass. "My god, baby, you got a great ass," CJ said softly. "Why do all you beautiful black girls get these great asses?"
With every stroke, CJ would force Alicia's legs open, pressuring her butt cheeks wider and wider. Meanwhile, Bobbie was bent over a stack of boxes in the closest, her own hand between her legs as she watched those two beautiful girls.
After a time, Alicia's began to moan. Her legs were spread wide, and her hips had risen off the bed, giving CJ open access. But CJ took her time, teasing the long black girl, never coming in contact with her open pussy, but gradually moving closer and closer. Alicia was acting the passive, innocent, relaxed recipient of a great massage, until CJ hopped off the bed and suddenly smacked Alicia on the ass. Then she quickly flipped Alicia on her back. CJ was quick as a cat, straddling Alicia's stomach, facing her feet and she began again, running her hands down Alicia's long legs.
"Hey, girl," Alicia protested, her voice husky. "I don't know we should be doing this."
"You hush now, Honey Pot, CJ's goin take care of you, make you feel real good."
CJ glided her oiled hands up and down that beautiful cocoa-butter body, her fingers moving around Alicia's visibly moist cunt. CJ spread Alica's legs wide open, until they lay flat on the bed to each side, Alicia's moist pussy fully exposed. CJ then rolled her oiled hands inside the thighs, along her pussy, and then down the crack of her ass.
"Ah, girl, you sure got me going," Alicia said, her hips coming up from the bed trying to make contact with CJ's hands.
"You feeling good, baby?" CJ moved her palm over Alicia's stomach, down over her cunt lips, across her pussy until her fingers slid down the crack of her ass, slowly pressuring sensitive spot of her butt.
"Oh yeah, girl, I'm feeling real good." Alicia committed herself, finally, wrapping her arms around CJ and letting her hands wander down between CJ's thighs.
In the closet, Bobbie was bare-ass naked, bent over a stack of boxes, her fingers pumping in and out of her own pussy as she watched CJ and Alicia finger fuck one another.
Finally, CJ leaned her face down between Alicia's spread legs, and, with Alicia's help, she repositioned her knees on either side Alicia's head. When the two girls curled up on the bed in a 69 position and buried their faces in each other's pussy, Mark slipped his cock into Bobbie from behind. They made so much noise, it was only because CJ and Alicia had their legs wrapped around each other's ears, and moaning loudly themselves, that Mark and Bobbie weren't discovered.
Later, however, Mark learned that Bobbie and CJ had arranged the whole thing, CJ confident she could seduce the gorgeous Alicia. This knowledge led Mark to ask Bobbie if her roommate had ever spied on them having sex, and, more to the point, had she ever had sex with CJ; which Bobbie always denied with a suspiciously shit-eating grin.
And then, the summer after they both graduated, Bobbie turned up pregnant. Both Bobbie and Mark decided they would marry. Money was never a problem as his father owned a rather large trucking company back east, and the plan had always been for Mark to expand the business into the west after he graduated. A year later Bobbie got pregnant again and they had their second daughter. So they had a family, a large home, two cars, a successful business, the club membership; pretty much everything a person would want to attain in life. But now, their ninth year of marriage, it all changed.
Maybe the switch from college to having a family happened too fast, Mark thought. One day Bobbie's in the closet bent over at the waist, and he's fucking her from behind while they watch two beautiful girls eat each other to climax, and the next thing you know, the owner of that beautiful butt he'd been fucking is his wife and the mother of his children. Mark believed the transition probably affected Bobbie more than himself. What Bobbie did was throw herself into becoming the world's greatest mother. What she didn't do is fuck Mark much anymore.
Oh they had sex after marriage, just less and less sex as the years went by. And most terminal; the sex was predictable. Maybe it was his fault, Mark thought. Maybe he was hooked on the excitement and the experimentation they'd had before. Maybe Bobbie saw herself differently now that she was a mother and didn't come on to Mark the right way. Whatever the reason, somewhere around their eighth year of marriage, Mark found Susan.
It was about this time, too, that Mark's father passed away, leaving the multi-million dollar company in Mark's hands. Mark looked for help. Susan came to work for Mark's company highly recommended. Though Susan was young, only twenty-four, she had Marketing Degree from a major university and had graduated at the top of her class with an MBA from a very prestigious institution. And Susan quickly proved how valuable she was. In three months she was personally responsible for expanding the sales by 6%, which was huge. And she showed Mark ways of cutting cost by 7%. Susan was also a quick learner, causing Mark to comment often that Susan could probably run the company herself, and maybe do a better job than he could.
Four months after she'd started working for him, Mark and Susan were wrapping up a meeting in Salt Lake City. They had a few drinks to celebrate closing the sale, and, though neither one suggested it, they were soon fucking themselves into a steamy sweat at the Four Season Hotel. After that, they were fucking each other at least two times a week, sometimes more.
