Chapter 5

Four days later the two men were having coffee together, Brad having just arrived that morning from his business trip.

“She’s ready, Brad. I’ve never seen her as hot as she’s been the last four days waiting for you to boff her.”

“I have to admit she’s been on my mind as well. But you told me that my making love to Lori would...”

“Cure me?” Laughed Charlie. “Yeah, I thought it might help, but the truth is I’m looking forward to your next visit as much as either of you. I’m beginning to realize that I want to see my wife screwed by another man even more than I want to screw her. To be honest I haven’t touched her since you left the other night. Just don’t feel the urge. But when I think about the other night and her getting fucked like that it really turns me on.”

“But what about Lori?” asked Brad.

“She’s okay with it. The only thing she’s mentioned is how much she misses you and that cock of yours. She doesn’t seem to miss sex with me any more than I miss it with her.”

Brad shook his head. “Man, I just can’t imagine having something like that at home waiting on me and not wanting it every night.”

“But you do have it waiting for you,” smiled Charlie. “She’s hot, she’s wet and she wants it from you. Now what say you go get it?

“Okay,” smiled Brad. “I’ve had some pretty weird bedroom adventures in my time, but this has got to be the craziest of them all.”

“Crazy, but great!” smiled Charlie.

“Crazy, but fantastic,” chuckled Brad as the two rose to leave.

Lori met them at the door wearing only a string thong which hid nothing. As Charlie entered they exchanged pecks on the cheek. It was when Brad stepped in that she rushed into his arms, wiggled her body against him and the two engaged in a kiss that was long and passionate.

“I think the expression is, “get a room,” chuckled Charlie, leading the two upstairs and into the master bedroom where he took a seat in the corner.

There was no need nor desire for foreplay as Brad’s clothes were shed in record time and the two were coupling within seconds.

“I missed this,” she said grimacing in both pain and pleasure as he drove himself deeper into her receptive body.

Charlie’s hand, as usual, went into his pants and he settled into a rhythm which would shortly bring him the satisfaction that the ones on the bed were already experiencing.

Again and again the two lovers mated like minxes, at times almost hurtling their bodies together to give and receive and time and again reaching orgasm, most of the time simultaneously.