Bob had intended to follow Jane’s advice to stick his cock where it belong, in his wife’s pussy. But Bob reasoned that she could have his cock and he could eat her too.
So he latched mouth on her hairless muff and began to lick and suck, savouring every drop her sexual fluids as they dripped from between her labia. Bob stopped short of making her cum.
Bob was also determined to exercise some will power despite his desperate need to enjoy his wife. She also looked desperate because he had the one thing no woman could ever provide, a hot hard living pulsing cock. Seeing her man approaching with his fully loaded weapon, she spread her legs wider in invitation. Her swampy pussy was already releasing additional natural lubricant in anticipation of his entry. She sighed as he slid into her. What better way was there to welcome her husband home? What better way was there for her husband to reclaim her body from their neighbour.
Fortunately, Bob had succeeded in bringing Beth close to her peak with his mouth. He mounted his mate, his rutting female animal. When he started ramming her, she pushed her pelvis against him, clearly signalling to him what she wanted his cock as far up her canal as his length allowed. Soon Bob was ramming her hard and fast.
In this moment, Beth became his willing and eager vessel to be used for the fulfilment of her husband’s pent-up carnal desires. Beth didn’t expect to have a third orgasm. But thanks to a combination of Bob’s oral skills, two weeks of penile abstinence and the sense of fullness she felt when his hot hard pulsing cock filled the void between her legs with his meat and baby-making semen, these combined together to trigger an orgasm that hit her hard. Seeing begin to orgasm, Bob soon lost control and shot the heavy contents of his balls into the depth of his wife’s body.
The couple lay quietly for a while breathing from the exertion and ignoring their combined sexual juices which covered their genitals.
Beth sighed in contentment as she lay underneath him while his cock shrank and then dropped out of her. Their lust temporarily sated, Beth needed to hear the words of love. Although she was convinced that her husband still loved her, although she could not be entirely sure until they had talked about what she had done and he had witnessed.
After a few more moments, the couple got up. Bob headed for the shower that he would have taken earlier. Beth joined him. The shower stall was big enough to allow both to share it. They washed each other. By the time, they were finished, Bob had another erection. They looked at each other. Then Beth turned around, grabbed the bar grip to keep herself steady and offered herself to him again.
He entered her easily. After a few minutes, he came inside her again. Beth did not cum this time. Because he had given her a beautiful oral orgasm after Jane had left, and another one with his cock afterward, she was more than happy to ‘sacrifice’ herself to her horny husband.
After the shower, they went to the kitchen for some orange juice. Bob then explained that his assignment went much more smoothly than anyone had originally anticipated. His boss was so happy with his work that he was given a extra day off. So he had a stretch of five days off that would begin tomorrow, a Friday off, and conclude on Tuesday with the second two days of time in lieu.
* * *
There was an unspoken agreement between the couple to postpone their discussion about what Bob had heard and witnessed until they could gather their thoughts together and process what it all meant.
They both knew that their boundaries as a loving couple was changing radically in the wake of Beth’s lesbian interactions with Jane. In particular, Jane had broken down some of Beth’s inhibitions and, she sensed, even changed her sexual relationship with her husband, for the better it seemed because they spent much of those five days in the bedroom, just as Jane had predicted.
Beth even felt that their love for each other had strengthened. She loved Bob more than even he could ever know. She could never love anyone like she loved him. She was certain that her husband shared the same sentiment.
On Sunday evening, as the couple cuddled each other, Bob asked his wife if she was in the right frame of mind to discuss last Thursday’s events. Beth nodded in agreement waiting for him to start.
“I saw what I saw, and I’m okay with it,” he said. “We don’t need to go over it but I have to admit it was an enormous turn-on. “What I really I want to talk about is what I heard,” Bob continued, “the part where Jane said she was going to turn you into her lesbian slut. I was really surprised when you agreed to her demand. I have a rough idea of what being a lesbian slut that might mean, but would you actually do it?”
“I said it so that she would make me cum,” Beth replied.
“But did you mean it?” Bob asked.
“I did at the time,” she conceded. “I’m not sure about it now though. But I’ve also done things I never thought I’d ever do,” she observed. “I thought I knew where my boundaries are but I’ve crossed them big time.”
Bob seemed to think out that. “Let me put out some thoughts and you tell me where you stand on them.”
“Okay.”
“To begin with,” he said, “your attitude toward sex with women has definitely changed. What I saw on Thursday night was a woman who was enjoying herself, doing something she would not have even thought of, say three months go, you know, having sex with another woman.”
“True,” she agreed.
“When it comes to sex, my love, you are a wonderfully compliant wife. I know you enjoy sex at least as much as I do, if not more. I have long suspected your sexual capacity runs deeper than mine. In the past, I tried to push your limits once in a while but pulled back when I sensed any hint of resistance from you.”
“And now here we are,” Beth stated. “My boundaries have changed and expanded. To tell you the truth, hon, I’m not sure anymore where they are now. I never thought I would have a sexual relationship with Jane, but now I do. I don’t know if being her lesbian slut is inside or outside whatever my boundaries are. Whatever the case, I won’t do anything without your consent. That is still a definite boundary.”
“Jane has been an agent of change,” Bob observed. “She has pushed you into a realm of sex where I cannot take you. She has the right personality for it too. She can be a very pushy and forceful. She knows what she wants and she goes for. So I have some concern that she might push you into doing something you don’t really want to do.”
“I may be a compliant lover, hon, but that doesn’t mean I’m weak. There are some things I simply won’t do. I’m sure of that, like cheating on you with a man. Your cock is the only that can find sanctuary between my legs.”
He kissed her forehead. “Good,” Bob smiled, “I believe you, but do you think you can handle where Jane might take you? One of those places is probably her bed.”
“Honestly, I don’t know, at least not yet,” she replied. Her mouth went dry as she said it.