Anyone tuning in has to read the other three stories first. I hate repeating myself.
Sarah and I were so sore after our day at the office, I went home after work and straight to sleep not long thereafter. It took some effort to ensure my wife didn’t notice the clawmarks and welts I had accumulated, thankfully that didn’t become an issue and they healed without her notice. As for Sarah, she was well and truly better when her husband, Jimmy came back.
I began to realise just how horny and how depraved Sarah truly was and I got to savor it all in the time he was away. We started getting into handcuffs, vibrators, dildos, whips, all sorts of toys. I fucked her with double dildos and ones as thick as my wrist! Hell I even got into fisting her! Jesus this little woman could take a lot!
We talked a lot about preferences, what we liked, what we wanted to explore – we discussed the boundaries our partners wouldn’t cross so we both knew what we would try with each other. The common denominator was we both wanted to a threesome or an orgy and sex in public places – increasing the risk of exposure and also the thrill. Damn the stakes were just going up, up and up. Scary part was we didn’t care! Even now I am amazed at how we did not get caught!
As always, God stepped in and answered our prayers.
After James came back we had to play it cool. He was hovering around the home nearly all the time it seemed in the weeks since he came back. I thought he might have been onto us. So it came down to quickies here and there – a 10 minute fuck when I drop off some video tapes there, 10 minute there when she came over to visit my wife when she wasn’t home…you get the idea.
But being well into summer it was inevitable before he had another barbeque and Sarah would be walking around in skimpy swimsuits. It was at least a couple of months we’d been fucking - off and on. Anyway, while everyone was outside and she was inside getting beers, I’d walk by, slap her curvaceous ass and finger her pussy. One time I even ducked behind the counter, pretending I’d dropped a beer and ran my hands up her legs and licked her wet pussy. She was shocked but yet I knew she got off on it. Besides, she has a fantastic poker face.
Good. I liked knowing I’d be getting a piece of that later and if not, Jimmy was in for a rough night ahead of him - courtesy of his wife fantasizing over fucking me.
Anyway, this one time I’d just fucked Sarah in the bathroom, bent over the sink counter.
It was pretty hard and fast and it had been awhile since we’d fucked. I think she squealed WAY louder than she normally did and the silly bitch had supposedly just done the laundry so there were no towels around to muffle her screams. I actually think to this day that was deliberate to increase the thrill factor. Anyway, as we came out I noticed that Jessica, her friend was standing near the sliding door to the back patio, adjoining onto where everyone was. Jessica happens to be Sarah’s best friend. She also happens to a damn fine woman.
She had long brown hair and the darkest brown eyes. She stood about 5’10”, her body is best described as lithe, long legged, tanned and toned; her athletic build derived from hours of running, weight training and martial arts. She is also a cop, same age as Sarah. In full uniform she is extra fine, with that air of authority, stronger than any teacher. She had just recently been put back on active duty after taking time off to get breast implants – always jealous of Sarahs. She was fine too but I always had a thing for smaller, more voluptuous women like Sarah. You know – the kind of woman that makes your cock look huge. Sarah was always the one that drew the most attention when guys were checking out the two ladies.
Now however, Jessica cut a truly impressive figure. Today, she wore no uniform. She was wearing tight jean shorts, like the ones Sarah used to wear and a flimsy denim shirt with half the top open to show her new breasts. She walked around in black high heels too, knowing they would push up her already muscular calves. Normally she was always smiling, but with the look behind them that read “I love to be fucked hard”.
That look as gone now however. Now it was replaced with shock. Obviously she knew something was askew because her eyes were wide open, bottom jaw dropped. By the time I stepped out after Sarah, Jessica was trying desperately to pretend she hadn’t heard a thing (and failing).
“Err… has anyone seen my keys?”
We paused.
“Erm… no, why?” I asked.
“I need to go get some ice. The ice in the ice chests have melted and we need heaps more.”
Sarah looked over at me with a smile.
“Mike will go with you Jessica!”
Jessica blushed a bright red. “No, it’s ok, I’ll get Daz.”
“Mike look at him, Daz is so drunk he can barely stand straight. You need someone with some muscle to move those bags and Mike is the one to do it.”
I looked over outside. Sure enough Daz had just tripped up over a deck chair trying to stand and Jimmy was staggering to help him up.
Before I could object Sarah slapped my ass and grinned.
“Don’t worry about Mike, I’ll tell your missus where you’ve gone!”
Next thing I know I’m in the four by four with Jessica, driving up to her place to get the ice from there. They only lived five minutes away from Sarah and Jimmy. The trip was extremely silent and uncomfortable. I could tell she wanted to say something the whole time but didn’t.
The second we got inside the house, she locked the door behind me and spun around on her heels. Her face darkened and eyes narrowed to stare at me.
“Alright you asshole – I know what you did back there.”
I hope I didn’t look too suspicious.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Fucking Sarah in the bathroom – Jesus, Mike – do you have any idea how loud she was?”
I started to pale now. “Pretty loud.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say!
“That’s right. And thank god I came in to shut the sliding door otherwise someone else might have heard.”
Something clicked. I realized that she had no intention of telling anyone.
“You mean you’re not going to tell anyone?” I asked.
“Jimmy takes good care of Sarah in almost every other respect and the idea of you two cheating on your partners would tear the family apart. Hell Sarah hasn’t been so satisfied in… well… ever!” she exclaimed.
“You mean you knew about us?” Again, Jessica gave too much away. Given that a cop is supposed to specialize in interrogation I wondered just how much of this was for real or for show?
Jessica shrugged. “It was fairly obvious she was a lot happier lately, less repressed, feeling more sexual. I figured it out she was cheating on Jimmy. I asked, she confessed. She said she’d arrange an introduction to get my approval. It wasn’t until today I realised it was you.”
“Oh shit.” I stammered.
“Sarah and I have slept together several times, but we’ve always wanted a man between us. And while we both love our husbands we know they’re assholes and cannot be trusted. We both know we get what we see with you. But Sarah said that I should sample the goods first….”
She stepped closer towards me, running her fingers down my chest, my singlet, down towards my shorts.
“And I will test you first, Mike.” She said very ominously.