The next day, I saw my mother in law Nora and asked her, "How are you feeling after last night?"
She stood up from her gardening and arched her back, "I feel like a new woman," she said.
I smiled, "I'm glad to hear that. You should be proud of how you responded to how I licked your pussy."
She reacted a bit at hearing me use that word so openly. But I wanted her become comfortable with men complementing her on her sexuality. I added, "I enjoyed watching your passion build. It was a treat for me, too."
Then I tipped my cap and said, "Good day."
For that week, I decided not to visit her again in the evenings to give her time to settle down and think. I did drop by one afternoon and talked with her in her living room, "Nora, you're a very exciting woman," I told her, "What all that you have to offer, have you thought about dating?"
She smiled and said, "I enjoy my freedom now and I'm just not in the mood to get attached to someone."
"Well," I said, "there are ways to enjoy your passions with a man but not create a commitment."
Then I told her how her daughter and I met at parties for couples and select singles. "Everyone was free to explore and enjoy, and there were no commitments. We just had fun."
Nora looked thoughtful.
I continued, "Everyone was playful and friendly. You could explore your fantasies or just watch or simply talk and socialize. Your activities could be private or public. And when the night was over, it was over."
I smiled and rose to leave, but stopped to ask her, "This Saturday we're having a guest for dinner, and you're invited to join us. Are you free?"
Nora said she was free and could be glad to join. "What can I bring?" she asked.
"Just yourself," I said. "It will be informal."
Neither Nora nor my wife knew that I had invited Big Bill for dinner. When I told my wife, she was pleased, but she wondered about introducing him to her mother. I said, "Ah, Bill is so friendly and kind of shy, I'm sure she'll like him."
"And," I added, "maybe you can look forward to a little after dinner fucking."
She smiled and said, "It's been a while since I've had my hands on one that big."
I also smiled, "Honey, whatever you want. I'll let Bill know to plan to stay later." What I did not tell her was that Bill was there to meet Nora so he could decide if he wanted to help her learn more about her sexuality.
On Saturday evening, Nora arrived early to help with dinner plans. She was dressed in a cute and rather short skirt that showed off her nice slim legs. Soon, the doorbell rang, and Bill came in to greet us. He was very well dressed, as usual, well groomed and handsome. Bill was tall but not a giant. He was well built, but not a body builder type. Most appealing was his voice and calm demeanor. Bill is Black, and his skin color is a deep rich black tone. How would one guess that in his pants was a cock of enormous size? He gently took Nora's hand and said, "So nice to meet you, Nora."
When he saw my wife, he hugged her and lifted her up and swung her around. She blushed and enjoyed his attention. "Wonderful to see you again," Bill told her, and she returned the sentiment. As he twirled her around and held her close, I'm sure she could feel his arousal pressing against her.
Dinner was simple but delicious, and the conversation was engaging. Bill paid special attention to Nora, asking her questions, patiently listening, and showing genuine interest in her. Once reached over and took Nora's small hand in his and held it for a moment.
At one point, Bill turned to Nora and said, "Did you know how I met your daughter and son in law?"
My wife looked alarmed and said, "Oh, that's boring story. Let's not go into that."
Bill smiled, knowing that he was pushing buttons.
As we were finishing dessert, Nora asked, "Why do they call you Big Bill?"
Bill answered, "Well, I'm kind of tall, but not too tall. So it's not about that."
Before he could say another word, my wife jumped in, "Seconds on dessert, anyone?" She glared at Bill and at me, as if she wanted us to be quiet.
Bill, the ultimate gentleman, only said, "Sure, I would like more dessert." And he dropped the subject.
After dinner, we stacked the dishes while Bill ushered Nora to her door to say goodnight. I wasn't there, but he told me later that at her door, he shook her hand, then asked if he could give her a hug. She nodded, and he wrapped his arms around her and raised her off her feet, pressing her to his body. All night he had been assessing the possibility of fucking Nora, plus knowing he would fuck my wife in a few minutes. His cock was puffed up to nearly its full nine inches as he pressed Nora against it. As he let her down, he said, "Maybe we'll meet again." And he said goodnight.
A few moment later, Bill was back in our kitchen and helping with the chores. After that, we retired to the bedroom, and without saying a word he undressed to allow his cock to breathe in the open air as we watched. Without asking me, he took my wife and as if I wasn't even in the room, he unbuttoned her blouse and took off her clothes one item at a time.
Bill worked quietly and expertly. He was very comfortable with other men's wives and was unconcerned about being watched by their husbands as he got their wives ready to be fucked. He knew he was welcome, and he had only the best intentions. And, of course, he had the magna cock that we all wanted to see in action. He was, after all, Big Bill.
That night, Bill have his usual performance. A long sensuous session, being sensitive to what the wife wants and when she wants it and anticipating her arousal rhythms. He could chat with me about baseball as my wife bounced up and down on his cock. Bill was the perfect house guest. He bent her over a chair and power fucked her from behind while he and I talked about work and politics. I think it drove my wife crazy to hear the man fucking her with such a massive cock, filling her and jamming it in and out of her pussy, while he seemed almost disinterested and talking with me. Bill knew how to use a pussy and how to please a husband at the same time.
He finally left us after midnight, and as I walked him to his car, he asked, "Did you want me to do Nora tonight, too?"
Surprised, I said, "Really, after that you could do her right now?"
Bill said, "Sure, she's are really nice lady." Then added, "And as a favor for you, I'd be glad to."
I told him that Nora was in the process of being trained for a cock like his and that she needed more time. "Not tonight, Bill, but thanks. Perhaps soon." I wondered if Nora heard his car engine start.
The next day, my wife was still in a pleasure zone, still feeling the buzz of a great fucking, and she was very happy. Nora came over for coffee and said, "Your friend Bill was so nice."
My wife said, "He sure is."
I said, "Yep, Bill is a pleasure to have around. He knows how to please."
Then I surprised my wife by saying, "He asked if he could see you, Nora, and I told him that I'd ask."
My wife's eyes widened. She looked at her mother. Nora brightened up and said, "Why, yes, I would be pleased if he wanted to call."
My wife shot daggers from her eyes as I said, "Okay, I'll let him know."
When Nora left, my wife almost shouted, "What were you thinking?! You know that Bill, nice as he is, and as much as I like him, is not the kind of guy that mom would go for."
"Relax," I said, "I've been watching your mom, and I think that she and Bill might be good for each other."
"Good?" my wife asked.
"You like him," I answered, "And your mother may like him for the same reasons."
"What?!" she exclaimed.
"Think about he first time you had a large cock. Wasn't it a pleasure? Weren't you surprised by how much it made a difference? Didn't you feel things you'd never known? Didn't you enjoy touching it?"
My wife became quiet. She stopped objecting. Finally she said, "But mom?"
"Why don't we let her decide?" I said. And that was then end of the conversation.
Later that day, I texted Bill that the coast was clear for him to contact Nora, and that it was okay with my wife if he fucked her mother. Bill, of course, knew that our permission was not important. It was Nora's permission he needed, and he would be careful not to fuck her unless she asked to be fucked. After all, he is a gentleman.