Author's note: I must confess up front that I did not come up with the idea for this story. I read one with a similar theme several years ago, but I cannot remember on what site, or by what author. Even though I can't remember most of the details of that story, I do remember the ending. I've always thought it was one of the better stories I've read. So, having confessed to that, I will write my version of it.
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Gail never felt guilty about her affair with Carl, even though he and his wife were close friends. She really liked Carl's wife, Linda. Carl and Jack, Gail's husband, were good friends too, bowling and fishing buddies.
It was a beneficial arrangement for everyone, even though Jack and Linda knew nothing of the affair and thus had no idea of the benefits they were unknowingly reaping from it.
The discrete lovers each had needs that their respective spouses could simply never understand and would never provide. Gail loved Jack very much; just as she had from the first minute she'd met him eleven years earlier. He was a wonderful man, a good provider, and they shared the desire to remain childless. They enjoyed many of the same activities and enjoyed each other's company.
Gail though, had once dated a boy in college who possessed a very large penis. It was long and thick and had sent her into pure ecstasy hundreds of times during the few months of their relationship. Jack's penis wasn't small by normal standards, but it was tiny when compared to that possessed by her college boyfriend.
She managed to put it out of her mind for years and was genuinely happy and content with Jack's lovemaking. While attending the bachelorette party for one of her friends though, and upon seeing the massive cock possessed by one of the male dancers hired to entertain them, the memories of her college lover came flooding back. It was all she could do to keep her hands and mouth off of it.
For the next year, Gail could think of little else. She tried to erase it from her memory but she could not. She even bought a large dildo and used it on herself when Jack was out of town, but it was not a satisfying substitute for what she really needed.
Gail would never have gone looking for a man with the type of equipment she needed, longed for, ached to experience again. No, she would not do that—could not even entertain the idea. But she didn't have to go looking. She knew where one was.
Such a cock was between the legs of their neighbor, Carl. She'd seen him dozens of times in swimming trunks at both their houses. And she'd seen the bulge it made down his leg during the dirty jokes and stories he and Jack would swap on occasion.
Gail's obsession grew until she finally made up her mind to have it. It wouldn't be difficult. She'd seen Carl staring at her in "that" way many times. Gail was sure that tempting Carl into making the first move would be easy . . . and it was.
But Carl was also very blunt about why he would consider a rendezvous. "I have never cheated on Linda, and there is only one thing that would make me even consider it." He too had a hidden obsession, and it was one not shared easily. She was shocked at what she heard when finally the alcohol level in his blood loosened him enough to finally say it out loud. "Linda gives me everything I want . . . except one thing. I know her well enough to know what her reaction would be, so I can't force myself to ask her."
It took a little more prodding from Gail even then, but he had finally just blurted it out "very rough sex".
Gail managed to recover from the shock enough to ask him to be more specific, and boy, had he ever been specific. He liked to actually drag his lover around by her hair, spank her harshly, bite her nipples, sting her entire body with a riding crop, and even force himself into her ass and throat. "No mercy given", he'd said while looking Linda straight in the eyes.
Linda's reaction had been simply, "Wow! I'm going to have to give that some thought."
After several days of contemplating just what price she was willing to pay to have what she needed, Gail finally agreed to his terms. And for the next fourteen months, they gave each other what they could not get at home.
They would meet once a week. There was no love between them. They each loved their spouses. Their relationship was merely a business arrangement, quid pro quo, tit for tat, this for that. One week, Carl's massive cock would be hers to do with as she pleased. The next week, Gail's body would belong to him. It worked out well for both of them, and their spouses were never the wiser.
And then one day the unthinkable happened. Carl ended their relationship abruptly and without explanation. He said simply "It's over between us and that is that."
Gail couldn't believe it. He had not shown any signs that his brutal obsession had dwindled. She knew he'd miss it and come crawling back to her, begging for forgiveness, but he did not.
After three weeks, Gail parked her car down the street from Carl's office and then followed him. He drove to a different hotel than where she'd always met him, but there was no doubt in Gail's mind why he was there. Her suspicions were confirmed when Carl was joined by a young blond woman—young and sexy . . . much younger and sexier than Gail.
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Six months later, Gail began planning for a party to be held at their home. Six couples were invited, and all six accepted. It would be a marvelous party. Gail even hired a band to play out at the pool. To help with the preparations, Gail solicited the help of one of the other wives. Her name was Roberta, or Berta as she preferred to be called. Berta was famous for throwing wonderful parties. She was a great cook and had a knack for making every party special.
Of course, Berta had no idea that she was going to be Gail's coconspirator in extracting her revenge from Carl. She didn't need to know. When Berta heard Gail's idea for a special game they might play to make the party more memorable, Berta eagerly agreed "Oh yes, that could be fun, and I'm sure everyone will remember our party for the rest of their lives."
Gail would print up the rules and present them to the other guests prior to the party breaking up. Berta's role would be to simply support her in gaining everyone's agreement to play.
