I had to speak up.”And just why are we discussing this in front of Greg?” I asked. “Isn’t all this something you would consider personal and NOT for public discussion?”
“Well, yeah, normally.” Sharon said. “But Greg and I have talked about it. We did some debating and concluded we need to come to terms. He is here to help us out. To make your secret fantasies come real.” I almost choked on my beer.
“Come again?” I asked, wiping my mouth.
“He is going to have sex with me, sometimes while you watch and other times we’ll have sex and then you can do me after.” Sharon said as if this was totally normal. “Greg has some inhibitions though.”
“Do tell.” I said. My sarcasm was lost.
“Well, I can’t have sex with Sharon after you.” Greg said. “I just can’t put my cock into another guy’s cum. So I’ll go first. On those days when you screw her first thing in the morning, I’ll either wait until she douches or skip that day. Like we do now.” Now THAT caught my attention. LIKE WE DO NOW.
“And of course we won’t expect you to suck me to get me hard. I wouldn’t want that. The same thing with you licking me clean after I fuck Sharon. I know those things were in your notes.” Greg said reasonably. “You can lick her pussy after I screw her though, if that is your thing. Or you can just fuck her. I know from what Sharon read about your fantasies you’d like that.”
I turned to Sharon. “Greg said ‘like we do now’. So you two are having sex?” She blushed and nodded. My stomach twisted again. I felt cold and detached. Like I was writing this.
“Well, yeah. We have been doing it for a while.” she admitted. I asked her how long. “Maybe a year. We didn’t do it often at first, but lately, probably two or three times a week.” I told her I never noticed her unduly wet or semen on her. “Well I always douche after either of you guys. I totally screwed up the flora in my pussy. That is why I’ve had all those yeast infections. My gynecologist told me to not douche except maybe after my period. I was doing it way too often. Now we are out in the open I won’t have to clean myself out all the time.”
“No, you won’t.” I said. Sharon beamed happily, totally missing my implication. “So why did you bring this to me today?” I asked.
“Well, I wanted to do it before, but Greg was nervous. We decided it is time. We’ve tried doing it in his guest room or a motel but a motel gets expensive. And he gets so nervous his wife will come home and catch us, it just isn’t as fun. Lately we’ve been using the spare room at his friend Jim’s house.” Sharon admitted. “Jim is divorced and only has his boys on weekend so he let’s us use his house during the week.”
“So Melinda doesn’t know anything about this?” I asked.
“Oh, no. She’d freak. She wouldn’t want to share.” Sharon said.
“So I don’t get to fuck Melinda while you do Sharon?” I asked reasonably. I thought he would detect the sarcasm in my voice, but he was so incensed he did not.
“Fuck no!” Greg said, hotly. “Melinda is off limits. I do NOT have cuck fantasies.”
“So how about if I get a girlfriend for when you are busy.” I asked. I was not even upset which surprised me. Somehow I had turned off inside. I had already made my decision. I just wanted information.
“Oh, Hell, no!” Sharon said. “You don’t get outside pussy. I’m woman enough to keep your balls drained. In fact if you even mention that again, you will get punished.” Sharon smiled as if she liked that idea. “I know that is how it works in those cuck rules I read. I am thinking about possible things I could do. I might lock your cock up in a chastity cage. Maybe sit on your face after Greg cums in me. I’m pretty sure you would never volunteer to do that. Not at first anyway. Just fucking me after Greg did me would be your limit for now. But I will push the other stuff if you are a bad boy.” She not only smiled but giggled at the idea.
“Okay just two more questions. Did you two fuck today? And you mentioned Melinda has no idea?” I asked. ‘She has no suspicions, right?”
Greg answered. “Of course Melinda does not know. That is important. She can never find out. And yes, I fucked Sharon this afternoon before we went out to eat and talked about coming here. We plan to go to your bedroom and do it again. You can watch if you want. Then I will leave and you can do your thing. You can put your cock in her wet pussy or lick it. Your choice.”
“Yeah, you can reclaim me!” Sharon giggled.”Your cock is a little bigger than Greg’s so it’ll be fun.” I had another thought.
“Sharon a couple months ago you were saying your biological clock was ticking and we might look at having a baby.” I asked. “How would that work? Did you even think any more about that?”
“Oh yeah. Greg and I talked about it.” Sharon said. “When we are ready, I’ll go off the pill. We talked about a couple options. The first is pot luck to see whose sperm does the deed. You’ve seen Greg’s boys. They are both good looking. so it would be cool if he knocks me up. You’d have to sign a paper saying you’ll agree to raise any kids no matter who the father is. The other option, which I prefer, is I chose the father. Then the other guy would have to wear a condom or not fuck me until I am pregnant. Just like in the stories.” Greg snickered and said he hates condoms.Sharon grinned at him and winked. Her choice of the father was clear.
I smiled benignly. I’d heard enough. “How about I choose door number three.?” I offered. I turned to Sharon. “You do remember our prenup?” She nodded but said since I wanted this to happen the prenup was not a problem. We’d just cancel it.