Chapter 2

Yes, in case you're wondering, I was able to get hard again while washing my plump, cheating wife Lisa under the hot water jets of the shower, my hands caressing her soft, pampered flesh as I did so. I found my hands wandering all over her skin, just as hers did on mine. She went out of her way to arouse me, too. She knew the nature of her charms where I was concerned: her curves, her ass, her hips, and her fine breasts. I caught her biting her bottom lip when I started fingering her freshly cleaned holes ... both of them. Lisa only bit her lower lip whenever she was in a state of rather intense pleasure or pain.

Right then, I think that Lisa would have sold her soul for an orgasm. Getting fisted, which was what happened instead when I was good and ready, was more than good enough for her. My right hand went deeper, to the knuckles, inside her sweet, succulent pussy, while three fingers of my left hand probed her pale, but sexy ass. My wife gave out a loud, guttural cry as I rammed her holes with my hands. Then I washed my hands clean again and I led her out of the shower to dry off.

After that, I took Lisa by the hand to the kitchen and spread her thighs to slip my cock into her rather wet and ready cunt from behind over the counters. I started pulling her long, brown hair as I reamed her slit rather forcefully. The sight and feeling of my good lady wife bent over like the kinky slut that she turned out to be was more than enough to keep me hard and vigorous with my strokes, but I had to fight not to cum too fast. Thankfully, of course, having cum already that night aided in that cause.

"Cum in me, baby, please ... I'm cumming now and I want to cum with you!" Lisa begged me and I granted her wish, letting loose my seed within her.

Lisa grabbed my face and planted a fiery kiss on my lips, adding her tongue rather quickly, too. Her eyes ached with need, with want ... with passion ... desire. There was no doubt now that, despite our mutual infidelities, she and I were still madly in love. Her face registered an evident wish to prove to me that she still cared about me, still craved me ... still ached for my body as well as my heart, mind, and soul.

"We should probably clean that up and put some new sheets on the bed, honey," I reminded her of our normal practice after sex.

"Oh, please, not this time. I want to keep your cum in my pussy. Maybe you can take a photo of it and I can send it to Jonathan. No, scratch that ... I like the idea of you catching us in the act ... me with Jonathan, together. Catching us and seeing what happens after that. Something about the holy terror that you would seem to the guy ... well, I'm aware that you and he don't get along the same way that he and I do. I like him, but if I ever had to choose, I would choose you over him every day of the week and twice on Sunday ... and tomorrow is Sunday, isn't it?" Lisa giggled as she recalled the fact.

"You want me to catch you in bed with the good reverend, eh? I think that can be arranged ... and what then? Blackmail him? Wouldn't we be as bad as James?" I observed.

"Blackmail per se isn't necessary. Jonathan would naturally fear the worst and offer any terms that we like to keep the secret from getting out. Remember, he has a lot more to lose than either of us. Even the possibility of exposure would be horrifying to him. He has shown more than once that he is paranoid, both about being caught by the missus and about being revealed to my father as an adulterer. The funny thing is that Jonathan might be a hypocrite and a sinner, but he really does believe in the Bible and all that stuff. The fundamentals of the faith.

"I sometimes wonder about him, though ... he has always struck me as a bit touchy about his masculinity. Maybe that's due to his small size ... and I don't just mean his shortness and slenderness, either. He is a nice pussy lapper and likes to suck on my tits, but his actual ... woodwork is a bit of an anticlimax ... then again, for the chance to have his lips and tongue on me, it's more than worth a couple of heated minutes of rushed pounding. I can make him last five minutes on the second round if I suck his dick the first time around, but that's about it. That shower encounter ... well, it was mostly him feeling me up and eating me out before he finally fucked me and came in about thirty seconds from the excitement," Lisa admitted to me with a blush.

"A little hasty, is he? We'll have to work hard to make sure that we time it right so that I can 'catch' both of you in flagrante delicto, of course. Of course, if worse comes to worse, you can pin him down. He can't be more than a hundred pounds even now soaking wet. Always was a bit on the lean and small side," I suggested.

"A rare benefit of my being rather hefty, I suppose. Very true," Lisa winked at me, "Before you give me that look, don't worry. I know by now that I'm a chunky girl. That's fine with me. For one thing, plenty of guys, especially you, seem to be rather attracted to me, so why object? Anyway, I still want your seed to stay right here."

I grinned and rushed to the washroom, needing badly to use the john, only to have Lisa follow me there and put her arms around my waist as I pissed, unable to keep her hands off me for some reason. I was about to mention that I needed to wash my hands and she simply did that for me, much to my shock. The next thing that happened was another stunner ... Lisa started wildly kissing my entire body from behind while wiping my dick with a wet wipe and then descending to part my cheeks and rim my ass with enthusiasm.

"Damn ... that's a first for sure!" I exclaimed as I felt chills from Lisa's lips and tongue between my buns.

"I know, Dan ... but things are going to change around here. I've firmly decided to go from what you called a 'good wife' to a ... how do I put it? Not perfect, but still great wife ... I've been slutty enough for others. Time to be slutty for Dan, for you, my husband. I'm your slut now. Your plaything now. I belong to you. I've opted to make myself completely yours ... what do you think I enjoyed most about James? He had the power over me. Now, I've taken that power back from him and given it to you. I want to submit to you, Dan ... to surrender my body for your pleasure. I haven't been the wife that I really want to be, but now I will. After all, I did promise to 'love, honor, and obey, ' didn't I?" Lisa told me with a voice full of sweet seduction.

"So ... anything that I want? Do you want a safe word, so that I can avoid doing any real harm to you?" I proposed.

"Safe words are usually part of a master-slave contract, and I would love to sign one of those for you, a perfect way to renew our commitment to each other, don't you think, Master? To be honest, while I found the show a bit silly at times, I always envied Jeanie from 'I Dream of Jeanie, ' for getting to call Major Nelson her Master. She could be petty, but so could I ... I don't have genie powers, but I will do all in my power to make your wishes come true. So, a collar and maybe a tattoo would be good, too ... oh, and please breed me again. I want to breed more for you than I once planned to do. I would love to give Danielle and Stacey a baby brother or sister," Lisa urged me, making it clear that she had found something good out of this whole mess, too.

"Wow, who are you and what have you done with my wife?" I teased her as I picked up her plump body and carried her to our bed.

"I'm the potential wife that was there all along. Just hadn't been tapped until lately. As bad as James was, he opened the floodgates and now I wouldn't close them if I could. Maybe we can do something for him ... as a sort of consolation prize or thank you gift? Not me, of course. Something else," Lisa suggested playfully.

"For seducing and blackmailing you and thereby ironically setting you free? Okay, as much as the guy infuriated me, I suppose that he unintentionally did us a favor, if he flipped the slut switch on you. How about this? You and I both agreed that Jonathan is something of a wimp, right?" I introduced the germ of an idea that just occurred to me.

"Hell, yeah, he is! What are you driving at, Master?" Lisa licked her chops as she listened to me.

"After Jonathan has submitted to us, we turn him over to James, with one condition: he must continue eating you out on a regular basis. In fact, he must eat you out, no matter what is in your pussy. If it's my cum or whatever, he must suck that out of you. Oh, and he must keep sucking your tits, too. So that's two conditions, actually. However, knowing James, he'll want Angel, too. Well, we can't promise him her, just Jonathan, but as much as I want Angel myself, we can let James try. If he fails, she's fair game for me instead. If he touches her and drops her, she's fair game, too. I'm not the sort of guy that considers a woman too filthy to touch because she's slept with a particular man. That's what douche is for, after all," I chuckled.

"And while James is with her?" Lisa wondered as she brushed her long, wavy brown hair against my body.

"She's off-limits as part of the agreement not to meddle. I must admit that I would find it hilarious if Angel had dark secrets of her own," I laughed as Lisa spooned me now, clearly enjoying our pillow talk, but still craving my touch.

"What if I told you that Angel sometimes slept with Mary in the past? Yeah ... she's not as lily white as people think. In fact, given that she never had any premarital activities to my knowledge with any men ... well, I think that you can infer what I am implying here," Lisa snickered as she planted loving kisses to my chest.

"Angel's gay?" I roared with laughter at that idea.

"She might be bi, but she's definitely not straight, I can tell you that much," Lisa clarified as she snuggled up with me.

"Well, well, the pastor's wife isn't as straight and narrow as she might first appear to be. That might explain at least in part why Jonathan was so eager for some action on the side. Perhaps she's been doling it out rather sparingly to him. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy with plenty to spare, after all," I remarked, which made Lisa snort with laughter, especially I tickled her a bit.

"Yeah ... he sometimes got in a second round, if I was lucky. Half the time, I got impatient and gave up on him getting it up again. I'm a wife, mother of two, and part-time church secretary. I even do charity work now and then as a volunteer. I don't have all day to wait for some wimp who thinks that he's a stud to get hard again, just so I can cum. Don't get me wrong. I enjoy his mouth on me. That's the main attraction and I'll deal with his dick for a few minutes to experience it. I just mean that you might be onto something and all that. It would explain why he was so desperately horny until he came, and then after that ... nothing. It would also answer the question as to why he's so smooth. He has a very androgynous physique and all that jazz. If Angel's rationing the sex in a miserly fashion, it would explain so much," Lisa said as she lay her head upon my chest.

"Anyway, it sounds like a plan. We trap Jonathan by me catching him with you. Then we make him agree to some ... terms of surrender, as it were. Then we give him to James as a small gesture, but with the stipulation that he must keep eating you out and sucking your tits. What James does about Jonathan's dick is immaterial, of course. We should do this after church, of course. Let Jonathan think that he has skated by, as usual. Danielle and Stacey will be with the Youth Club, anyway, as always on Sunday afternoons. I'm going to enjoy making Jonathan squirm," I got cracked up by the whole idea.

Well, I was all tuckered out, so I now drifted to sleep with Lisa in my arms, thinking ahead to all kinds of nasty plans. I had no idea just how crazy tomorrow would turn out to be, but that was okay. I was already having the time of my life, with the love of a good woman who might have done me wrong a few times, but was doing a great job of more than making up for it.