“About time I did.”
“So, we’ll have time to fuck again in the morning?”
“Depending on how tender your pussy is.”
“It won’t be that tender, though I may want you to fuck me the way you did the second time tonight.”
“Easily arranged.”
She kissed me and we went to the bathroom and soaked in the tub. I was behind her, washing her, carefully.
“Do you think Tom is a cuckold?” Jeri asked. “I was a little surprised he wanted to lick your cum out of my pussy.”
“I don’t know. He could have been reacting to the whole strangeness of the group sex thing. First time and all, when in Rome, or whatever else he might have been thinking. It might not be something he’d normally do, say if it were just the two of you fucking.”
“Yeah, I suppose I shouldn’t read too much into it, given how I’ve got cuckold on the brain now, due to Phillip. Would you have licked it out if he didn’t?”
“It’s my cum and I don’t like sleeping in a wet bed.”
“You’ve always been pretty good about it. Are you like that with everyone?”
“If there’s no one else to do it. The nice thing about having all those women around, one of them was always ready to step up.”
“It doesn’t make you feel gay if you do it?”
“If I were sucking a cock, I’d feel gay. Never from licking a cunt. Do you feel like a lesbian for licking pussy?”
“Surprisingly, no. I still realize I much prefer cocks. It’s just that pussy isn’t a negative for me anymore. Kind of like having two cocks in me wasn’t a negative anymore. My God, what would my mother think of me if she knew what I was doing.”
“Have you told her you’ve been seeing me?”
“Fuck no. She’d shoot me, then you. I cried on her shoulder so much after Denise, she’d never forgive me for hooking up with you again.”
“What’s the reason you gave her for not being around?”
“That I’m working with someone who has an unusual and interesting psychological problem. Not a lie, but not the whole truth. I’ve called her from work a few times.”
“Your mom came on to me once,” I said.
Jeri spun around, water splashing out of the tub, it was so sudden. “No! No you did not, Brick Harmon! You did NOT fuck my mother!”
“I didn’t fuck your mother, Jeri. Remember, I wasn’t fucking married women. I wasn’t even thinking about it at the time.”
“Would you fuck her if Daddy allowed you to?”
“I wouldn’t if you didn’t want me to, but if you didn’t care and he didn’t care, I probably would. I’m not even an in-law anymore.”
“At least you’re honest about it.” She faced front again. “Why the hell would she come on to you? Was it after we were married?”
“Before we were engaged, and I don’t know. Did you ever talk about how much you enjoyed sex with me?”
“A few times. Fuck! I wonder if she’s cheated on Daddy before?”
“It may not be cheating, Jeri. They may have an unconventional, non-monogamous marriage. You can’t assume it’s cheating without asking her. By your own research, over fifty percent of heterosexual men have fantasized about their partner having sex with another man. People don’t talk about their sex lives. They could be in an open marriage, swing with other people, attend group sex parties. You just don’t know.”
“You’re saying my mother might have been spit roasted or double penetrated the way I was tonight?”
“Anything is possible. You can always ask. I don’t know how honestly she’ll answer.”
“My God! It’s almost like Denise now. I keep picturing my mom with two cocks in her. I think I could have lived the rest of my life without picturing that.”
I laughed. “It could have been three, and she wasn’t always this old.” Now, a still attractive early fifties.
Jeri held her nose and sank under the water, coming up close to a minute later. She was used to holding her breath when she sucked me.
“Now, I have to ask her.”
“Let me know what you find out. I’m curious myself.”
“Criminy!”
******
The next day was sublime. After another nice sexual interlude, and tasty breakfast, we had a wonderful time at Butchart, strolling around the gardens, holding hands. I paid the drivers way in so he didn’t have to sit around his car waiting for us. The weather was mild, the gardens beautiful, even without the normal profusion of flowers. There were enough varieties of vegetation to be an attraction year round. We ate there, then the driver took us to the shopping district. I paid him off there, since we were only a few blocks from the Empress.
We eventually found a nice jewelry store, where I found Jeri a matching diamond bracelet and necklace.
“I like the unmarried you more than the married you,” she said, admiring her new necklace in the mirror.
“I feel better about the unmarried me too. I don’t feel like such a heel. You’re with me because you want to be, and don’t care that I fuck other people, or even if you fuck other people,” I teased.
She smiled. I also bought her some nice fur lined Indian moccasins to use as house slippers. We dined at The Bard and Banker. I had Prime Rib. Then, back to the hotel where we made love for a long time, and I cleaned up the mess I made inside of her. We lay curled together in post coital cuddling.
“We won’t be back to Laura’s until 8:30 tomorrow night. Why don’t you spend another night, film me fucking Laura for Phillip. It’s probably the tail end of her fertility, so I should probably hit her up again. You can have sex with Laura, spend the night, and get all your things on Monday, after work.”
“That sounds like a better plan, given the lateness of the hour.”
“Jeri, I’m so glad we got to spend some more time together without anger. I’m truly sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted me to be.”
“Me too, Brick.”
******
The next day was almost as good as the previous one. More excellent sex, a lovely breakfast, followed by some serious pampering in the spa. Unlike when I’d hired my own masseuse in San Francisco, there was no playing around with our massagers, both female. The one doing Jeri was particularly attractive. If I hadn’t promised her I came here to spend time with her, I’d have been seriously tempted. By the time they were done, I felt completely relaxed. So relaxed our afternoon sex was leisurely and much calmer than normal. We had another high tea to get some food in us before we had to head to the ferry. The temperatures outside in the evening, on the water in late September was fairly cool, so we mostly stayed inside on the way back. I sat down and she leaned against me with my arm around her.
When we got home, I noticed Laura had a new collar on. Roxanne had replaced mine.
Laura said, “Sir, I hope you have some fuck juice left. I’m desperately horny. I always am during my ovulation. I need your big cock in me.”
“If you believed it started on Wednesday morning, does that mean you can get pregnant through Monday?”
“Yes, sir. Monday morning anyway.”
“Then I’ll definitely fuck you tonight and tomorrow morning. I haven’t fucked since lunch so I should have a lot of cream for you.”
As we headed back to the bedroom, Laura asked, “Did you have a good time with Sir on your trip, Miss?”
“I had a wonderful time. He bought me this necklace and bracelet.” She held out her wrist and touched her necklace. “I had my first double penetration.”