Chapter 7: Doing the C.O.’s Wife

My face may have drained at that point even beyond the normal lack of blood caused by the rush of same to supply my erection.

Words couldn’t adequately describe the fix I was in. In my panting state of passion I did hear Hanna’s statement, “The C.O...” The wife of the commanding officer was staring at the two of us in the water I was currently having my orgasm in. Plus all the orgasm juice Hanna had bathed my face with sparkled especially on my glasses. With it dripping from my the end of my nose I just sat quietly waiting to hear what would happen next in the most compromising situation imaginable.

I wanted so badly to ask Hanna what in the world we were doing making love- wild-sex in front of the post commander’s wife. No, no way was there anything sane in this. But then Hanna got up and embraced the women with tongue swap kissing not at all like I expected. “Turn the hot water back on Tom. We’ll be needing it for Mary. She needs a good bath, a bath you’re going to help her with.” “O-o-o-o-oh. I see.” “Come on. Someone like you needs to help her with her clothes, don’t you?” My head was spinning still experiencing the throws of ejaculation; too many questions rushing me; the gate of my inquiry waiting wide open but the moment needed attention given Hanna’s direction. Do the C.O.’s wife? Now?

Mary seemed already compromised with desire as I got up and stepped out of the tub to stand before her. She smiled. She laid her head on my shoulder. One hand felt my penis immediately and the other caressed my face. An stiffer erection ensued. She giggled. I sighed.

I parted the front of her coat and felt her realizing she had nothing on underneath. Breasts and a quite warm body greeted my gentle exploring which brought heavy sighs from the C.O’s wife.

I gently cupped her vagina because I sensed she was wanting, willing and wet, needing this kind of attention. So I removed her coat from her shoulders and let it drop to reveal her want and will, everything. Hanna and I both helped her into the large tub and its girth became necessarily adequate.

I had two women to satisfy, a very pleasurable thing to perform.

I kneeled pulling them up to me as I perused vaginas with my tongue and gently massaged the G-spots, two hands busy. The passion was electric as I did both of them as best I could. It seemed better than best as orgasms renewed; Mary, so quickly had a tremendous climax. And soon I was being satisfied as my lovers hungrily swapped my penis between them.

This was too good to be true, the water was refreshed in the tub to dice with more gizem. Gizem and juices, a testimony of our love.

Now I felt just wonderfully evil doing the commanding officer’s wife, she so willing. It was totally fortunate I was no longer a virgin dedicated to it because I would fuck the boss’s wife with my lover Hanna helping. That seemed to carry some serious ego weight.