Chapter 7

“So, that’s quite a tale there, honey. It looks like you have a tendency to pick some rather disturbed ladies, present company excluded, of course. Well, actually, I think that Consuela is probably the sanest, most down-to-earth woman that I’ve ever seen on your arm. It makes sense, if you think about it. Sex workers know the gritty realities of life, they know all about consent, sanity, safety, etc. They’ve learned not to judge people’s ... peccadilloes, too.

“Yeah, it all adds up. More guys should marry sex workers if you ask me. They’re probably more open to swinging, swapping, hall passes, orgies, and more likely to forgive cheaters, I dare say. Though some would argue that they’re also more likely to cheat,” Nadia observed as we sat in her dining room and ate supper with her and James of all people.

“Even if true, I could deal with a cheater a lot easier, as long as she isn’t a jealous hypocrite, than with a self-righteous prude or a gaslighting manipulator like Jill. Hell, even you were a step up from Jill in hindsight, despite the slap. I think that you’ve learned, shall we say, healthier ways to express your more violent and aggressive urges. Consensual ways, as it were,” I alluded to Nadia’s hotwife lifestyle, of course, and her femdom marriage.

“Yeah, some women just need a subbie hubby and they’re all set. Right, babyface?” Nadia caressed her husband’s face as he sat there in nothing but his collar and leash.

“Yes, dear,” James blushed, but his throbbing hard cock spoke volumes ... he wasn’t tiny down there at all.

“Wow, you really embraced the CFNM scene, didn’t you? I’ve had clients into that. I can see the appeal, at least for short periods of time. But I’m more into ... other forms of loving, mind you. I must confess that watching Jack fuck you as he does ... especially with you intentionally getting bred by him ... yeah, it’s pretty wild! It’s a turn-on, I freely admit that! It reminds me what a virile man I have as a lover and husband.

“Even so, I wouldn’t mind ... borrowing James now and then, if you were ever cool with it,” my Consuela declared, surprisingly nervous and anxious about this, given her former vocation.

“Oh, honey, I so hoped to hear you say that! I really want to see him shoot those blanks inside you ... It makes me wet to know that every last load that he shoots out is completely dead, sterile, barren. On the surface, it’s an even wife-swap, but in reality, it’s far from equivalent, as Jack will put that bun in my oven and James will raise it. I also really want to fuck you myself ... while Jack takes a turn with me. Imagine that train, him inside me, while I’m inside you ... so fucking hot!

“And I really, really want to eat your ass! And your pussy, but gimme that sweet, brown tush ... let me rim you like it’s going out of style! I’ve always wanted to tongue a Latina’s culo ... even the thought makes me wetter than a dishrag! I don’t know what it is about Latin booty, male or female, maybe the complexion, but it’s a serious snatch soaker, you know. I just ... mmmm. I just want to munch on that crack ... I really want to lick your butthole!” Nadia now admitted while James and I each grew as hard as steel by now.

“Don’t let me stop you!” I chuckled.

This caused both Consuela and Nadia to turn to me with obvious delight, and then face each other with almost telepathic messages. Before I knew it, Nadia had Consuela’s skirt above her waist, her panties down at her ankles, and my wife herself bent over with her cheeks spread apart for her dining pleasure. Nadia didn’t hesitate to go to town, running her tongue along the crack of Consuela’s sweet ass, devouring her with amazing gusto. It made me squirm ... and James, too, thus indicating to me that Nadia had rimmed him, too. She certainly did so to me when we were together. Nadia was an analingus fiend for sure.

“Mmmmm ... sweaty, slick ... sweet ... perfect! I love the taste of a yummy cornhole! James can tell you how much it affects him whenever I toss his salad! You know how it is with me and rimjobs, Jack! I just plain adore a tasty bottom! Your wife’s ass ... so delicious! I could spend hours between her cheeks, rimming her all night long! It’s the perfect dessert!” Nadia acknowledged, even as I found myself eager to give Nadia a taste of her medicine with my tongue.

“Do it, sir ... please ... let me watch you eat my wife’s ass!” James urged me, surprising me by speaking out of turn like that.

“See something that you want to sample there, stud?” Nadia teased me by wiggling her naked butt in front of me while still eating Consuela’s ass.

Before I knew it, my mouth closed in on Nadia’s backdoor and I started licking that sweet Russian tush of hers with gusto. She purred like a cat as she felt my tongue explore her luscious browneye and lap away at her puckered ring. She bucked her hips and backed into me as our daisy chain of rimjobs really took on a life of its own. Here I was, eating her ass while she ate my wife’s ... what an experience!

“Oh, papi, can we keep her?” Consuela half-seriously asked me.

Just then, James laughed in the background and stroked his dick in obvious appreciation of the scene in front of him. Seconds later, I could smell Nadia’s juices as she squirted right in my face from my oral favors ... and then Consuela howled from sheer delight. It was pure bliss any way you sliced it by then. My wife then rose and smacked Nadia on the mouth with her own ruby red lips, slipping her plenty of tongue, after which they both planted French kisses on me in turn.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby ... I’m so sorry that my fuck-up ruined us ... though I don’t regret finding James. With respect to what your lovely wife just asked, we’re kinda hoping to keep you ... both of you. We’re actually ... wishing that you’ll both move in with us now ... and we can be ... a quad. A real kitchen-table poly quad. She’ll remain your wife ... I’ll become your paramour. And she’ll be James’s ... lover, too. And she and I will be companions as well.

“Relax, it will be a lot healthier than what you had with Jill and Karen. I always respect James’s limits, passwords, boundaries, etc. Consent is vital in our way of life and community, after all. To put it bluntly, we’ve discovered that the whole ... cuckold scene has kinda lost its luster of late. It was a nice little ... experiment, but once the excitement and novelty of it was gone, we’ve both moved on ... to other things.