"I really cannot believe you booked a room for Chuck and me. I knew you fantasized about me being with other men, hell, you wore out the VCR tapes of Amber and had to get the DVDs, but I thought you just loved my past. I need to ask you, why did you do that?" Cheryl asked softly stroking Larry's cock.
Larry groaned, "I don't know. When you left with Chuck last night, I felt jealousy, especially looking at the sun shining through your dress as you walked to the car. It really looked like you were naked with a glowing aura around you. Anyhow, we had dinner, which was really quiet, by the way. I am not sure the kids knew what to make of you going out on a date, in fact, they jumped up and did the dishes without even being asked." Larry said looking at Cheryl with a grin.
"Oh God. Perhaps if I start screwing the neighbors we can get them to do the laundry." Cheryl chuckled. "Or, heaven forbid, vacuum. So, tell me, why now, why do you want me to screw other men?"
Resignedly, Larry said, "When I got this new job a year ago taking me all around the world, I had no doubt that I'd miss you...I mean sexually as well and a companion, but when I was away in Sydney I was watching a movie about a woman who cheated on her husband when he was away, I felt...I don't know exactly what I felt. I was thinking you'd never cheat on me, then I scoffed at how naïve I was...an ex-porn star being faithful, but rather than feel pain, I got really hard. I'm sorry, this is sick, but man, the image of you under another man, of you with his cock down your throat, whatever, drove me up a wall. I always assumed I'd be pissed and want to kill any guy who touched you, but in the last year, lying alone in some hotel room my imagination painted more and more graphic pictures...even where Rick fucks you. See? I'm getting hard again just talking about it. Anyhow, I even fantasized about Rick and his friends gang-banging you...it seemed so real. I'm sorry, is that weird?" Larry asked nervously.
"No, no It's not. It's hot actually. So, you decided last night that it was the perfect set up. I'd be all worked up flirting overtly with Chuck and I'd go along since everything was leading there anyhow. Is that it?"
"Yes, I thought if I told you to get a room and enjoy yourself, either of you could have been responsible adults, but if the room were there, if your husband were enabling, encouraging you to sleep with another man...." He sighed, "And apparently you had no issue with it."
"I know I told you that I'd tell you everything, but I'll skip to the part where you texted me. I really think we were convincing and we had that cunt, sorry, that was what we agreed to call her, we had her fuming, when you sent the text. The elevators are right outside the restaurant entrance and she was sitting facing them. We went over holding each other like lovers and when we got on, Chuck turned and acted surprised like he didn't know she was there and as he waved I dropped to my knees and started to unzip his pants as the doors closed. He said her look was priceless, I wish I could have seen it. We laughed all the way to the room." Cheryl laughed.
Larry chuckled. "OK, start from the beginning."
Cheryl skipped over the part where Chuck had caught Neil and her, weighing when would be the best time to tell him, but took him through the entire night. She described the teasing, the getting Chuck to open up; getting him to touch her; getting him past that he was out with another man's wife; Ron hitting on her and dropping the card; teasing the waiter; never feeling a cock that far down her throat and the gagging; Chuck stretching her pussy from behind, doggy-style on the bed; being awakened in the wee hours with a stiff rod poking her when he was spooning her and her climbing on and lowering herself down and feeling pressure on her cervix; and before leaving the room, sucking him hard and telling him he was going to find out what anal was like since he had never tried it...how long it took for her to finally take the entire thing.
When she was done Larry got her up on her hands and knees and pounded her hard until he exploded in her.
"I guess I did ok," She said, her face pressed down into the bed with her ass sticking up waiting for Larry to pull out.
"God, yes, you were perfect. I cannot believe how erotic that was and somehow like we did that man a great service." Larry grinned down at his wife while still driving his cock into her. "We need to do something like that again."
"Really? Seriously, you want me to date other men? And are you still fucking hard?" Cheryl gasped.
"Yes, but just if you want to...to feel a new cock again. When you tell me it's the biggest you've seen...you're not exactly a virgin...And yes, I cannot get enough hearing about you getting fucked." Larry said as he rhythmically drove into her.
Cheryl moaned as he pounded her harder. He came so quickly the first time she never even came close, but as he started spearing her harder and faster she felt herself getting there. She reached back and cupped his swinging balls and also stimulated her clit while moaning into the bedcovers.
"Ah, that's it, play with my balls...Rick's balls. You would love to have your son fuck you, have his friends lining up to fuck you, wouldn't you? Shove their cocks into you all at once..." Larry thrust into her with more energy when he felt her begin to push harder against him. Knowing it was getting to her, he continued, "You've thought about it, haven't you, you want your son to fuck your tight pussy, your perfect ass, drive his cock down your throat, you need it because I'm away for weeks and you need a strong man to take you. That's it, moan his name, tell him to cum inside you."
Larry leaned over her sweaty back and grabbed her breasts roughly while listening to Cheryl moan over and over, "Yes, yes Rick. Put your cock in your mother, make your mother cum...Oh God! Yes, that's it you need to cum deep inside your mother while you squeeze her tits. Oooohhhhhhh ffffffuck!" She cried out, the entire bed bounced as she humped back against her son/husband's cock.
Larry couldn't hold back either hearing this and shot his second load in half an hour into her spasming cunt, slamming hard into her with each almost painful pulse in his balls.
They collapsed on their sides holding each other, Larry's hands still clutching her tits. As he regained his breath and stopped panting he heard Cheryl ask while panting, "So, when are you going out of town again?"
Cheryl felt sad after Larry headed off for another two weeks away. No doubt the money was great, but him being away for so long and only being home a week at a time was hard. It seemed that they screwed in that one week to last the two weeks off and Cheryl found herself longing for his hard cock as soon as he left. Rousing herself, she carried her empty coffee cup back to the kitchen. She cleaned up all the dishes before heading upstairs to get the laundry. Larry used to be wonderful helping around the house and it seems now all he has energy for is finding ways and places to get his dick into her various holes when he was home. Ironically, the kids started to pick up after themselves after she went out with Chuck. 'Oh God,' she thought feeling the pang travel through her groin, 'that man has a giant hunk of meat, he had to have taken Viagra, pretty presumptuous of him, but his recovery time was incredible and staying power....' She thought as her fingers slipped under her shorts. 'Fuck, why did Larry have to leave this morning...and why did Rick go out biking...Shit! Stop it, I have an entire house to clean.' She thought yanking her hand out of the shorts.
Sorting the whites; darks; underwear and bras; towels; sheets, etc., she decided to take off her panties and bra. Throwing them in the pile, she them decided to toss her shorts and top into their respective piles. Laughing to herself she thought about women who do household chores in the nude and up to now thought it was absurd.
Vacuuming naked in the living room, she heard the front door close and turned seeing a grinning Bryan. She threw her hands over her breasts and pussy automatically, causing Bryan to laugh out loud.
"Seriously? Modesty? I'm pretty sure we are past that phase, Cheryl. Keep vacuuming, I'll just grab a beer and watch, if you don't mind." Bryan said with a smug grin.
Cheryl felt a chill go down her spine. Something felt wrong with this and she realized she had never really been alone with Bryan and the way he was leering at her made her feel like a piece of meat, or as her mother said bitterly first seeing her video, a cum bucket. "Bryan, I have a lot to get done so I really need you to leave." She said turning away and starting the vacuum. She dared not turn to see if he responded, instead moved the machine around the furniture finally at the entry to the kitchen, turned it off and looked back and groaned.
Bryan was sitting with his pants off holding a beer in one hand and his rigid member in the other. "Come on over and take a break, the floor looks great, though you missed behind the couch. God, you have a great ass." he said idly, "and I checked your laundry, you have 30 more minutes."
Cheryl backed out and said, trying to keep her voice calm and firm, "Bryan, you put that beer down get your pants back on and go home. You cannot just walk in and illegally drink and accost me."
"Accost you? Baby, come here and start sucking on this cock you love so much. Sluts like you don't get accosted since you throw your legs open at the slightest smell of a manly odor." He jumped up when Cheryl started to back away and grabbed her wrists and pulled her back to the couch. He yanked her hard into him and grabbed her ass, "Come on, slut. I'll let you suck my cock and I'll leave your cunt and tight ass alone, for now, if you behave. Don't play this game, just admit you love this." Reaching between her legs, he shoved his finger into her, "Oh yes, you want this. Fuck! You're wet." He continued to roughly stoke her wet cunt at first getting no response, but soon the slender woman started responding, hips responding to his finger. Leaning down he attacked her now hard nipple and reached around with his free hand and circled her anus, and as he felt her push back, he pressed hard and was thrilled to hear the wanton bitch moan and thrust harder against his fingers deeply probing both her holes.
Cheryl was getting lost in the waves of lust, of agony, of the promise of exquisite pleasure. She clung to her son's friend, to this tall, muscular virile boy making her legs weak. "Fuck! Stop, please stop. Oh shit your fingers feel so good...fuck. Stop....don't make me cuuummmm...aaahhhhhhhh," She cried as she shook and writhed against this strong boy's ministrations. Her legs lost all strength as she came and collapsed onto her back on the couch with her legs spread open moaning as Bryan's fingers slipped out of her.
