Chapter 3

Linda didn't call me that afternoon. I wondered what had happened. In fact, I was slightly worried about her. We had moved things to a whole new level by allowing Charles to watch, after all. I just hoped he reacted with lust instead of jealousy as he watched us. Given that he hadn't leapt from the closet and tried to kill me, I assumed he'd taken it well, but still I was a little concerned. Needless to say, I was relieved when I saw an e-mail entitled "Wow!!!" from her the next morning, as I was drinking my coffee and trying to clear my head before everyone else in the house woke up and the day started. I had client meetings in town today, and couldn't meet her for our daily run.

"Wow!" pretty much summed it up. I was hard halfway through her e-mail. I ended up masturbating in the shower as I thought about the hot sex Linda and Charles had after I left their bedroom, especially the mental image of her taking his sticky cock in her mouth and licking him clean. Even with the relief I'd gotten in the shower, I was still preoccupied by thoughts planted in my head by Linda's e-mail. My client meetings were a blur, I don't remember much of the afternoon and I couldn't tell you what we had for dinner, either. All I remember is that I thought constantly of Linda, of sex, of licking a big load of my own cum out of her tasty blonde pussy. My cock twitched constantly, slowly creating a wet spot of pre-cum in my underwear that grew larger as the day went by.

When bedtime came, Lily, my wife, was apparently feeling frisky. I was glad of that, because otherwise I'd have had to slip out of bed after she'd fallen asleep so that I could take care of this raging horniness that was about to consume me. Rather than her usual routine of quickly shucking her clothes and throwing on one of her plain cotton nightgowns, she pulled a lacy teddy out of her lingerie drawer and proceeded to do a sultry striptease right next to me as I lay on top of the covers. I had been trying to read a book, but I soon laid it aside as she finished unbuttoning her blouse. She grinned, knowing she'd captured my attention, and sensuously let the blouse fall from her shoulders. She stooped down to pick it up and then dropped it on my head. Her scent on the warm cloth, her body's musk mixed with her perfume, made my cock begin to stir.

Next, Lily unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. As she stood beside me, now wearing only her matching pale peach-colored bra and panties, I took in the sights and found myself comparing her and Linda. Lily, shorter and more voluptuous; Linda, tall and slender. Lily's long dark curls contrasted against Linda's short blonde hair. Lily had nothing to be ashamed of. Her breasts, a full C cup capped with pale pink nipples, are still firm. She reached behind her to unclasp her bra and gave me teasing glimpses of one breast, then the other, before letting the straps slip down her smooth arms. I whistled appreciatively as the pair appeared. Lily bent over me and they hung invitingly over my face as I kissed each nipple in turn and watched as they puckered into hard little points.

Now she was down to only her panties, conservatively cut but still sexy, and she turned her back to me as she pushed them down over her hips and her full round ass came into view. She continued to bend as she pushed the silk fabric all the way down her legs, and so her dark-haired pussy finally peeked at me from between her thighs. I could easily see how aroused she was. Her inner lips were already making themselves prominent and her pubic hair was matted and shiny with her juices. I was fully erect by this time and could easily have begun our lovemaking, but Lily resisted my attempts to pull her onto the bed.

She wanted to put on the teddy, and the process became a sort of reverse strip tease as she sensuously stepped into the lacy lavender wisp of material and began covering up the goods. They were covered, but they weren't all that hidden. This teddy is all lace and Lily's dark pubic hair was plainly visible at the crotch. The teddy's deeply cut neckline revealed most of her firm breasts, and her hard nipples each peeked through open spots in the lace.

She reached a hand out to me and pulled me up off the covers. We slid into each other's arms and kissed deeply. When we broke our kiss, I could see that her brown eyes were bright with lust and she was beginning to get that pink flush on her upper chest that she only gets when she's extremely aroused.

She pulled the covers back and then pushed me onto the bed, barely giving me a moment to arrange myself so that my feet weren't hanging over the side before she draped herself on top of me and pressed her lips to mine in another searing kiss that seemed to last forever. We made out like teenagers, which only served to fuel our already overwhelming lust. Just like necking teens, we slowly removed clothing as we kissed and groped at each other, our lust building with every second.

Finally we were both naked and Lily rolled off me, or rather, she rolled us both over so that I was above her, my raging erection already poised at the entrance of her wet love-nest. I pushed myself in slowly, meeting no resistance at all. She was wetter than I could recall her being in the past several years. Her hips were rolling already – another sure sign that she was extremely turned on. I began to fuck her in long steady strokes and she moaned every time I reached full depth. I could feel her squeeze my shaft. I could smell the heady aroma of her arousal.

"I love you," I whispered into her ear. It was true. I may have been having an affair with Linda, but I still was very much in love with my wife. This evening was proof of it.

Unfortunately, the level of arousal I had reached by then, what with the thoughts of Linda that had preoccupied me all day and the teasing that Lily had been doing, had driven me to where it was impossible to hold back and I came all too soon, filling my wife's depths with a load that had been building up all day. Lily groaned in frustration when she felt my seed spill into her womb. She desperately wanted to cum and now I wasn't able to drive her to the climax she needed.

I rolled off to the side and kissed Lily deeply. She pulled my hand down to her soaked crotch and began to guide my hand up and down her slit. It was almost like she was using my hand as a toy for her masturbating. She was trying so hard to cum, but I could tell that she just wasn't getting anywhere. The thoughts that had preoccupied me all day popped back into my head: "You've GOT to try this 'creampie' thing. If it fires you up like it does Charles, you're going to totally wear me out, stud."

"It's now or never," I thought to myself, and slowly slid downward on the bed, lifting Lily's thighs over my shoulders so I could slip between her legs and consume the first "creampie" of my sexual career. I looked up at Lily. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but also still bright with lust as I took my first tentative slurp at her overflowing quim. The taste was strange at first. I'd only tasted a hint of my own cum that once with Linda, shortly after she'd sucked me off for the first time, and now I was dipping my tongue into a full load of it as it poured out of my wife's vagina. Strange, yes, but the sheer wantonness of the act carried with it such a wild sexual thrill that I soon got past my initial trepidation and began to savor the exotic flavor. It was both of us, Lily and me, mixed – a flavor both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I felt my cock begin to twitch, trying to regain hardness under me as I lay on the mattress.