Chapter 15

This is the continuation of a series begun some time ago. There are many, many chapters to come. New readers may want to begin reading at the beginning.

It is an early-thirties couple who attend the wife’s college reunion, meeting some of her college friends, one of which was her best friend, the other her college lover, now married to each other. Events turn quite dramatic when the friends decide to re-enact a game played in college, much to the husband’s surprise and enjoyment.

Many events have transpired since that surprise evening.

I think and hope it’ll be worth your time.

A new chapter will be posted every few days to a week until completion. The story is set in the year 2028

Sunday morning, July 9, 2028

Adriana and Tanya came downstairs ready to start our long drive home wearing dresses designed for one thing only, to be sexy; bare backs, cleavage down to their navels, and short. So short that they could barely walk, much less sit down, without showing panties. Tanner and I were, to say the least, shocked. They didn’t even want to eat breakfast in the saloon for fear of exposing too much of themselves.

I don’t know about Tanner, but I was already horny as hell.

We carried their few remaining belongings to the car, stowing them in the back with the suitcases and things we’d bought. I asked Tanner if he’d like to drive. He agreed and climbed in. I opened the doors on the opposite side, being a gentleman for the two ladies. My wife said to Tanya, “I’d like to sit with my husband. Do you mind?”

Tanya mock frowned, “I guess that means I have to sit with the clod in front that wouldn’t even open our doors, then.”

Tanner patted the seat beside him, saying in artificial sincerity, “Sorry, dearest, just wanted to give Matthew a chance to show off a bit.”

My eyes were glued to my wife as she bent to slide into the Jeep with her tight, yellow, I guess you’d call it a micro-dress. It slid up her thigh and I got a very nice view of a little yellow triangle between her legs, barely covering the vision of her bare pussy lips.

My cock was already hard that morning, even without thinking about what Tanner had done to those pussy lips the night before.

I glanced at the front seat. Tanya had already sat down and tried to squirm her dress down a little. Looking from the back forward like I was, I couldn’t see her panties, but the amount of bare thigh was damned enticing.

I hadn’t even thought about it when I asked Tanner to drive, but the Jeep’s back seat was a bench, letting my seat-partner slide herself into the middle. I took my eyes away from Addie’s legs for the short time it took to walk around behind the Jeep, look to make sure no one was going to run over me and sat down next to her on the opposite side.

After I sat down and fastened my seat belt, my wife took my left hand, placing it between her legs over her panties and whispered in my ear, “They’re silk. I thought you’d like that.”

My eyebrows rose a bit in surprise as I looked askance at her. She thought ‘I’ would like them? Not her lover? I wondered what had gotten into her this morning, sitting with me instead of him? Wearing sexy, silk panties for me? Not that I was going to complain. I’d just spent three nights with a beautiful woman but having my wife beside me now; dressed like this, enticing me, and so damn sexy, after the last three days of sexual tension of watching her with another man, listening to her fucking him, was tantamount to ... hell, I don’t even know what. I just know that my libido was in hyper-overdrive and I was in love with my wife! And I wanted so damn badly to make love with her.

I was rubbing her waxed pussy through those sexy panties, already damp, when she leaned over and kissed me, briefly with just a bit of her tongue slipping through my lips. I was just starting to get into kissing her when she pulled back, her lips only an inch or so away from mine and whispered, “You’ll smudge my lipstick.”

Then she said, “Heck with the lipstick!” and renewed our kiss with a passion. Her hand went behind my head and pulled me to her, smashing our lips together and attacking my mouth with her tongue.

Tanner, our butthead temporary chauffer, broke our passion by saying, “Hey, back there, get a damn room!” We broke our kiss, breathing hard and glared at him in the front seat. He was watching us in the mirror and Tanya had her neck craned toward the back seat licking her own sexy lips. “Anyone hungry for breakfast?” asshole asked.

Breakfast was the farthest thing from my mind. I was thinking about his ‘get a room’ comment, which was exactly what I wanted to do. Unfortunately, we’d just left the damn room and still had over four-hundred miles to drive and there wasn’t going to be any room in-between here and home.y

Addie, my beautiful, sexy wife didn’t help my situation when she answered him, “Not hungry,” then glancing at the tent in my pants, went on, “except for one thing.”

I groaned, knowing that ‘one thing’ that I so desperately wanted was going to have to wait ... a long time. Adriana got her little mirror and makeup out of her purse and was repairing her makeup where we’d smudged it. Just watching her with her makeup, especially with that dress on, was so damned sexy.

Since Tanner had broken up our little love scene in the back seat, I guess he felt that he needed to start a conversation. “You girls never finished telling us about your boyfriends Friday night. We never heard much about what happened across the street before we got there.”

I tried to remember what they’d said and the only thing that quickly came to mind was, “Last I remember hearing was that they were so ‘Big,’ “ I said.

Tanya chimed in, “Uhuh, they were. But that wasn’t all. When Damian asked me to dance with him, and I felt those big, strong shoulders, I almost melted on the spot.”

“Jonah, too...” I watched her, getting a dreamy look on her face, “and those lips. That boy knows how to kiss,” Addie added.

“He looked pretty busy on your titty, too,” I muttered under my breath, remembering those lips and dark brown skin wrapped around my wife’s boob.

“Oh God, that felt so good,” she responded.

Tanya glanced back, “Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren’t you?” she told Addie. “I think our hubbies want to hear about the whole evening, not just the part where they were about to take us up to their room.”

My eyes about rolled up in the back of my head when she said that. I was so damned turned on!

She looked over at Tanner, again, “We danced; most of the music was slow and sexy. After a couple dances we were kissing, and then the guys got a little more forward and we’re doing more than just kissing.”

“And liking it, too,” Addie added.

“We were having fun watching the strippers, too,” Tanya said. “The whole thing was just so sexy.”

“When we were sitting at our table, they kept teasing us...” Addie said, “That we’d be a lot hotter than the strippers, that we should try it.”

Oh God, I thought about my wife and Tanya on a stage ... no, I banished that thought ... or tried to. It sure as hell wasn’t doing anything to quiet my libido. I laughed a little at myself, wondering if all guys were as demented as me.

Tanner glanced in the mirror, “Didn’t you say they make t-shirts?” he asked my wife. “Maybe you should call, what did you say his name was?”

“Mine was Jonah,” she answered.

“Call Jonah and ask him about their shirts. Maybe they’d want to sell them in your stores.”

“I think the only thing he’d say about shirts would be, ‘Do you want me to take mine off?’ “ she laughed.

Sometimes I hate my brain, how it sometimes lets my hard cock control my mouth, “I think you should call him and ask if he’d want to meet you to talk about his shirts,” my cock said.

She and Tanya, both, abruptly looked toward me and simultaneously opened their mouths to object (I guess) when Tanner spoke from the front seat, “Nah, they wouldn’t have the balls to do that.”

Adriana’s face turned a bright red almost instantly, “We’re going home,” she logically said.

“We could take a break for just the little while it’d take to talk about shirts,” my cock suggested.

“Look at us. We’re not going anywhere, especially to meet two strangers, dressed like this,” Tanya said.

“They’re not exactly strangers,” I reminded her, thinking again about that lip-lock and titty suck I saw.

“Are you serious?” Adriana asked, incredulously, to no one in particular.

I responded, “I am, might be a good business opportunity for you.” Then I glanced at Tanner, “Tanner?”

“Me too,” he agreed, “serious as hell.”

“You know there wouldn’t be any ‘business’, right?” Tanya reminded us.

“I guess it depends on what kind of ‘business’ you’re talking about,” I told her. “But I think Tanner’s right; it’s pretty obvious you don’t have the guts to do it ... either one of you.”

“Hand me the damn phone,” Tanya said, as she rummaged in her purse for her phone and the phone number. She looked back at my wife, “You in?”

Adriana glowered straight into my eyes and answered her, “Yeah, call him.”

Tanya fumbled with the phone, finally pressing ‘send’ and putting it up to her ear. She was watching her husband when we heard the ringing. I thought she might have been faking. Before he answered, she switched it to speaker-phone. Shit, she was doing it. I didn’t mean it!

“Hello,” a voice on the other end said. Damn, she wasn’t faking!

“Damian? This is Tanya, remember ... from Friday night?”

“ ... Yeah, how could I not? Whassup?” We could definitely hear the black dialect in his voice.

“Well ... Adriana is here too, and our husbands think we might have a business proposition you and Jonah might be interested in ... something about your shirts.”

We could hear him in the background, very softly, “Hey bro, listen to this.”

Then he was back on the phone, answering Tanya, “A business proposition? We might be interested.”

Adriana was fidgeting next to me, obviously getting nervous as hell, second-guessing the whole thing? “Maybe we could meet you, in...” Tanya looked over at her husband.

“Tell him an hour,” Tanner whispered.

“How about in an hour... ?”

This had gone entirely too far! They were going to do it? Shit!

“At the slot machines,” Tanner whispered again.

“At the slots where we first met,” she told him.

A little hesitation, then he asked her, “Husbands?”

She glanced over at Tanner, then responded, “They won’t be there.”

I could almost hear the grin coming through the phone, “You got it, see you then, sweetie,” he said.

Tanya clicked ‘off’ on her phone and Adriana started pounding on my arm with her fist. “Now what?” she asked.

“Oww, that hurts. Quit it ... I’m not the one that called, blame her,” I said, pointing at Tanya. Hell, I didn’t know what to do!