Chapter 3

I took out my phone and called Ruth, “Hi Ruth. It’s Jean.”

“Yes, everything’s fine ... No, Brian didn’t get hurt ... He is fucking Sylvia right now ... No, I’m not mad at him. He is welcome to fuck her whenever she’s in the mood. She’s on the pill ... Oh, you knew that. Look, Ruth, the reason I called is that I heard our husbands have been talking about wanting to do a little wife-swapping ... Hell no, Ruth, I will do it if you will ... Yeah, Sylvia told me. I have to tell you I had a little thing going with Brian. I ain’t fucked him yet. Will you be upset if I do? ... Yeah, I heard he really gets around ... Okay, let me know when you want me to send Stan over, and you can send Harvey over here ... Okay, sounds good. Bye-bye, Ruth.

I turned off my phone and gave Stan the good news, “Tomorrow night, Stan. Now, wasn’t that easy?”

Stan and I went into the kitchen and had a cup of coffee. Stan kept looking at me and smiled that half-smile of his. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore, “What’s with that goddamn smile, Stan?”

“You’re the prettiest damn thing, Jean.”

“Oh my god, you want to fuck me, don’t you?”

“Damn right, I do.”

I got up and took his hand, “Well, come on, get your lazy ass up and let’s get to it.”

Stan fucked me until I couldn’t see straight. Damn, that man sure could fuck. He finally fell asleep while I was licking the cum off his cock for the second time. I kissed the darling on the forehead and covered him up. I put my robe on and went into the living room. Sylvia was flipping through the TV channels, “So Sylvia, how was it with Brian?”

“Not as good as Dad, but pretty good. He likes licking pussy, and he got me off. I’d do him again. I hope he doesn’t brag to Dorothy and she gets pissed at me.”