"Aren't you going to do my legs too?" She asked.
Once again I poured a rather generous helping of lotion and began to rub it up and down and finally on the inside of her thighs. Obviously she'd been waiting for that, and as I moved up the inside of her leg, close, but certainly no where's near touching her sex, she closed her legs tightly together effectively capturing my hand.
She began to move herself against me then, making sure I was well aware of her heat and the moisture that I suddenly found there. "Seem familiar?" She asked breathlessly.
"Uh huh." I answered, not daring to risk a glance over towards where Cindy sat. Silvia was moaning audibly now, obviously not caring one whit if Debbie knew what the two of us...or rather, what Silvia was actually doing. I wasn't exactly fingering her, my hand was simply pressed tightly against her pussy and she was squeezing her thighs, opening them slightly, and then clenching them together again, using my hand to basically hump herself against, but effectively managing to stimulate herself, and entice me into wanting to do more than simply hold my hand there. I finally decided to get a lot more than just my feet wet, and inserted the tip of my finger inside her. When I did...she moaned.
"Oh yes.....Tom. It's been a long time since you've fingered me like that....keep doing it baby...that really does feel good!"
That was when I heard the creak of the chase lounge as Debbie stood up from it and suddenly walked over towards us. I still couldn't look up at her, even though I know she was looking down at me...or rather at what we were doing. Suddenly she had reached out, standing directly behind Silvia at this point and began to play with and caress both of her breasts.
"Hmmm, does that feel good Silvia? Don't you just love the way he can stroke a pussy with his fingers?"
Frankly, it was a little unnerving. Fingering my ex-wife's pussy while my 'wife' stood behind her caressing her breasts was a little strange. But as Silvia moaned contentedly, eyes closed, I finally screwed up the courage to look at my wife who in turn smiled, and blew me a private kiss.
"Why don't you take off your clothes so I can see that big fat cock of yours again." Silvia announced suddenly. Debbie stepped away from Silvia and came around to sit down on the lounge next to her while I nervously unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, followed by my khaki hiking shorts, shoes and socks. I hadn't as yet removed my briefs, but it was obvious that Silvia wanted to do that herself as she reached over, cupping the not yet hard bulge inside my shorts and giving it an affectionate little squeeze.
"Keep playing with my tits honey." Silvia said addressing my wife. "While I suck on this fucker for a moment or two. And pull on them HARD so I can feel it!"
As Silvia finally pulled my briefs down below my balls, I couldn't help but wonder if she'd lost some sensitivity to her nipples from the boob-job. I watched as Debbie did as she asked, pulling on Silvia's nipples and stretching them roughly away from her breasts.
"Yes, just like that." She told her, and then enveloped my slowly hardening penis with her lips. One thing I did remember was that Silvia always sucked me with her eyes closed. Never once did she ever look up at me when she did that, not that I could remember anyway, and looking down at her as she mouthed me, the same was true here as well. I once again looked over at my wife and rolled my eyes. Debbie smiled and had to turn her head away slightly to keep from laughing out loud.
I don't know why I remembered Silvia's blowjobs as being spectacular, maybe because I'd had so very few while we were married. But as she mouthed me, which is about all I can say she did do, it reminded me of getting a blowjob by a cumquat. There was substance, but certainly not much more than that, and I had to literally fuck her face to finally bring about some worthwhile friction. Which is another reason I remembered that I preferred fucking her as to engaging in oral sex.
"Why don't we go inside where we can be more comfortable?" Debbie suggested.
Silvia immediately agreed and led our little procession inside the house and into the large master bedroom. "Why don't you lay down on the bed Tom, and let Debbie and I please you." She said huskily. I watched as she then walked over to one of her overnight travel bags and rummaged around inside it for a moment. She soon pulled out a pair of rabbit fur covered handcuffs, and a couple of battery operated vibrators.
"What are those for?" I asked
Silvia used her sultry phony sounding voice. "The cuffs are for you dear, and the toys are for Debbie and I to use." Debbie threw me a surprised look, but shrugged her head obviously prepared to go along with whatever it was Silvia had in mind, for the time being anyway.
"I thought we'd tease you a little first." She indicated as she began cuffing my wrists securely to the bedposts. "I remember how much you enjoyed seeing me play with my self...."
"Ouch." I thought. Because I DID enjoy seeing that admittedly, which was something I had rarely seen Cindy do for me. And the thought that Silvia had done it frequently for me where Cindy hadn't was a discomforting acknowledgement.
Once I was firmly secured, Silvia tossed one of the toys at Debbie and then picked the other one up for her self. "Tom loves this." She said winking at her. And to my surprise, Debbie simply smiled enthusiastically and nodded her head agreeably. Silvia then came over and stood by the side of the bed and began sliding the now buzzing toy up and down between her legs, not quite inserting it, but obviously stimulating her clit in preparation for doing so. "Come on Debbie..." She urged. "Go around to the other side and do what I'm doing so Tom can watch us both." Debbie did that so that now both women were standing on either side of me using the vibrators to stimulate them selves with.
Up until this point, I had barely managed to maintain a reasonably stiff standing erection. It was far less hard than normal though, and on the verge of wilting once again before the girls started masturbating. Admittedly, I WAS enjoying seeing them do this though within moments even this turned into an unexpected contest of sorts between them.
Debbie was wet and immediately slid the purring slim sliver toy inside of her self and began moaning softly as she did. Glancing over, I saw Silvia eyeing my wife watching her, and then almost forcefully shove the golden, nearly identical toy inside her pussy. I suddenly laughed inadvertently as the image of Shelly's gold BMW pulling into her garage suddenly came to mind. Once again I had to wonder if there was some sort of significance behind the choice.
"Something funny?" Silvia questioned me with a hint of irritation in the tone of her voice.
"Oh hell no!" I said backtracking. "I'm just delighted to be watching this!" My explanation seemed to mollify her somewhat and she gave me a smile accepting my explanation. Debbie merely continued on with the joyful exploration of her pussy, and began uttering that sweet little mewling sound she made whenever her orgasm was getting close.
Silvia had finally driven the gold BMW into her garage and was furiously fucking herself with the toy trying to reach the same level of pleasure that Debbie already was. When I heard that all too familiar series of breathless catches to her breath, I knew then that Debbie was already beginning to feel the first of many little multiple O's as she referred to them. As for myself, it was difficult NOT to pay attention to my wife far more than my ex-wife. After all, she was the one truly enjoying her self and making all the noise. Silvia on the other hand seemed distracted, and even when she began to emulate the kinds of sounds that Debbie was, it seemed far less than real, and I suspected as much.
Debbie on the other hand stood there weak-kneed, caressing one breast with her hand, thumbing and toying with those incredible nipples of hers while smoothly stroking her loud juicy sounding quim with the toy. The expression on her face was obvious, there was no faking anything there, and she was truly pleasuring her self and enjoying every moment of it.
Suddenly I caught movement out of the corner of my eye from Silvia, and saw her suddenly remove her vibrator and toss it to the floor. "Enough of that!" She informed everyone suddenly. "Time for you to use that magnificent tongue of yours!"
In the next instant, Silvia climbed onto the bed and hovered over my face. Cindy and I had discussed this earlier. I wasn't boasting when I said I was pretty good at eating pussy. I loved doing it for one thing, and for the other, I enjoyed getting a woman off this way as it usually resulted in some very intense reciprocation one way or the other afterwards. Cindy had expressed to me that when it happened, which we both knew it eventually would, that I was to treat Silvia to the best tongue licking, pussy-eating adventure she'd ever experienced. In that way, Silvia would feel like I gave her something 'extra' special to begin with. For another, it would further cement the fact that I had performed this delightful little treat on her, and would purposely refrain from doing so on Debbie. No doubt Silvia would remember that and think on it...even if she didn't realize it at that time.
As Silvia settled her cunt down over my face, I immediately began to assault her sensitive clit. Additionally, I discovered the source of her discomfort and difficulty in pleasuring herself, she was bone dry! Within moments however, I had rectified that particular malady as I quickly began to bring pleasure to her that she had been unable to achieve by her own hand.
I'd also noticed that I could no longer hear Debbie either. And seconds later felt her weight upon the bed, and then the delightful sensation as she began to tease my semi-rigid cock with the tip of her tongue. I'm sure Silvia had to be aware of what Debbie was doing to me, but as I was also bound and determined to bring Silvia's pussy the ultimate pleasure possible, she was obviously unconcerned at the moment with whatever Debbie was doing to me, or for me.
"Oh Tom....I'd forgotten how well you do that!" She admitted honestly, and then I sucked her clit into my mouth and gave it a few quick gentle sucking pulls that made her shiver and convulse excitedly against me. Though she nearly smothered me for a moment, I held on ensuring that she was getting her money's worth and continued to enjoy the sensation as my wife finally brought my prick to full staff with what I knew had to be one of the best blowjobs I'd ever received from her.
As Silvia finally began to gallop down the road of pleasured delight, I began to flick my tongue against her clit with a furious rapidity of my tongue that soon had her bouncing and mashing against me unabashedly with an even greater urgency and need that I ever remembered her showing me.
I think when her orgasm claimed her, she was unprepared for it, not that she didn't KNOW it was coming of course, only that when it did, it took her by such force that she jerked away suddenly, clasping her cunt with both hands, she fell off the side of the bed onto the floor with a surprised, almost shocked expression on her face when she did.
"How about undoing these now Debbie?" I stated, lifting my still secured wrists and giving my wife a look that said, "Hurry!"
Luckily they were the type that didn't require a key, just a simple catch that once pressed, released and opened them. With Silvia still clutching her cunt, lying on the floor next to the bed, Debbie...now Cindy briefly, moved up and settled her pussy down over my prick and engulfed me fully. Leaning over me so close that it would have been impossible for Silvia to hear a single word, she whispered.
"Remember....I love you."
We made love for less than a minute when Silvia finally managed to pick her self up off the floor.
"Hey...no fair hogging that!" She exclaimed, sounding just like a child who hated sharing her toys with anyone. Debbie quickly removed herself from my prick, winking at me when she did but then standing up next to the bed as Silvia now climbed aboard and shoved my prick inside herself with a degree of satisfaction by the expression on her face when she did.
"How about playing with my tits some more?" She asked Debbie...and after I cum, I'll do the same for you."
"Actually....I'm about done in." Debbie said startling the hell out of me. "I could really use a break. Thought maybe I'd head into the other bedroom for a little nap and leave the two of you to finish up together. I'll join you both later, and then maybe you and I can have a little more fun as well."
Silvia beamed. With Debbie finally out of the way, at least for a little while, she would now have me all to herself, and I would of course be forced to give her my complete and total undivided attention. We had NOT discussed this, and I was a little paranoid when I watched my wife's sweet ass disappear through the door and out of the room.
"Well now!" Silvia said glaring down at me devilishly. "Looks like you and I can now get down to some serious fucking!"
I'm positive that Silvia felt like I'd thrown her the best fuck of my life. I lost track of the number of orgasms she had, and to be honest I'd never gone quite that long without cumming myself. But the fact of the matter was, for some reason I could never quite get there. Every time I even got close, I thought of Cindy and suddenly the 'feeling' mysteriously disappeared. Silvia never noticed of course, and happily fucked herself into oblivion so that eventually she actually removed herself from me and fell against my side, happily contented, and obviously totally unaware that I hadn't even climaxed.
Minutes later she was softly snoring, sound asleep and I carefully extricated myself from her and out of the bed. I quickly padded naked down the hall checking the other bedroom but discovered that Cindy wasn't there. I then descended the stairs into the main area of the cabin and saw her standing in the kitchen expectantly waiting for me. She must have heard me searching for her, and gave me a curious look as I approached.
"She's asleep." I said quietly. Cindy pointed down at my still obvious erection.
"I couldn't." I said simply. Cindy smiled and for a moment I thought I saw tears form in the corners of her eyes. "Wash it in the sink first." She told me. "Then come outside."
By the time I was finished, Cindy was waiting for me around the side of the cabin where there were no windows or over hanging-balcony's. Fifty yards away from us on this side of the cabin ran a fairly wide river where I often fished. The roar of the water effectively cut off any sounds of our conversation as we spoke.
"You didn't cum then?"
"No....I couldn't."
Cindy promptly turned around and braced herself against the side of the cabin leaning into it. "Fuck me." She said softly.
I had always wanted to make love to my wife outside. But as Cindy refused to come up to the cabin previously, we'd never managed to do it, though it had been something I had always wanted to do with her. And though the possibility of anyone seeing us was practically nil, unless someone was actually sitting on some hillside a ways away using a pair of binoculars to spy on us, odds were no one ever would. Even so, the thought of finally fucking my beautiful wife outside was thrilling, that aspect of danger and being seen possibly added to my desire for her, but the feel of her velvet cunt as I slid inside her had something to do what that too.
"Give me your cum!" She told me.
I didn't even last two minutes. Nervous to some degree that Silvia would awaken and come looking for us hurried me along. But the fact that I had also denied myself an orgasm previously helped that out considerably. As I pumped my ejaculations into my wife's pussy, filling her so completely that it soon began to squish out from around my cock and began to slowly trickle down the inside of her legs, I collapsed against her, reaching out to surround her with my arms and allowing her to continue to stand there holding me up when I did.
"Better?" She asked lovingly.
"Much!" I somehow managed to say.
"We need to do this again when we have more time to really enjoy it." She added.
I could only nod my head agreeably, and then slipped out of my wife's cunt and once again followed her back inside of the cabin. Thankfully, we hadn't been missed, as Silvia had not as yet come down stairs looking for us. We quickly made our way upstairs where I checked on Silvia and found her still sleeping. We grabbed our clothes, dressed and hurried once again downstairs. Almost an hour later Silvia woke and came down where she found Debbie busily cutting up vegetables for a Chef's salad, and me sitting at the table reading a book.
"Wow...guess I sort of zonked out." She said sheepishly. Glancing over towards Debbie where she worked, and then at me where I sat doing nothing basically, Silvia opted to take this moment to discuss the sale of the Cabin. I knew she wasn't much around the kitchen, never had been which is one of the reasons we ate out a lot during our marriage.
"Want to go over those papers now?" She asked.
"Sure...why not?" I replied.
I stood and quickly retrieved my briefcase and brought it over to the table. Debbie continued to amuse herself slicing up the tomatoes and didn't give either one of us so much as a blink.
Silvia took her time reading through the sheaf of papers as I expected she would, and when she came across the noted stipulation, I wasn't at all surprised and had in fact anticipated her question.
"I see that your father never bought any of the surrounding property." She said reading over the parcel of land the Cabin was on.
"Nope, never did. Couldn't afford it."
"I hope that isn't going to cause me any problems down the road." She wondered aloud.
"Don't know why it would?" I offered. "It's been here this long, and unless they decide to start paving a highway up through here, I can't see why they would do anything that might affect you."
Silvia reread the document once again and I did begin to sweat just a little bit.
"Do you like radishes?" Debbie spoke up suddenly. "Silvia?"
"What? I'm sorry...what did you ask me?"
"Radishes...do you like them in your salad?"
"Oh, sure...yes that would be fine." Silvia turned towards me then. "Two hundred thousand?" She asked.
"Yep...come on Silvia, you know it's worth at least three. And I know your appraiser told you it was at least worth that much, if not more." "I'm meeting with my attorney first thing Monday morning. As soon as he's had a chance to look over the papers, I'll let you know."
Cindy and I had figured she'd do that at the very least, but so far so good. "Would you like some wine?" I asked her.
"Do you have any Champaign?" Silvia asked. "Maybe we should celebrate!"
Which was a good sign, and I couldn't help but breath a tiny sigh of relief, but we weren't out of the woods yet.
"I think I might still have a bottle or two kicking around here someplace." I stated. "Dinner about ready yet?" I then questioned Debbie, looking over towards her finally. Even she was smiling broadly as she finished tossing the rest of the salad and placed warmed dinner rolls inside a wicker basket.
"Just about....and if you're pouring...why don't you give me a glass of that Champaign too. I wouldn't mind having a glass of that myself."
We had a nice relaxing dinner and managed to polish off both bottles of Champaign. While Debbie cleared off the dishes, washed dried and put them away without any of Silvia's help, I started a nice warm fire in the hearth. Even on a July night, high up the mountains where we were the evenings could still get cool. And I also knew that we'd soon be fooling around once again, so the additional warmth would more than likely be needed anyway.
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Silvia had disappeared upstairs for a while, long enough for Debbie to finish up in the kitchen, but when she returned, we both watched as she came back down stairs...naked. It was obvious she was feeling a little tipsy from all she'd had to drink, and I began to hope that it might be enough that she'd eventually pass out, or at the very least decide to turn in a little early.
"What's say we get naughty in the kitchen?" She said slurring her words slightly and then suddenly hoping up onto the counter, though it took three attempts for her to finally do so.
"Come here you naughty man...lick my pussy." Silvia was still holding onto a half finished glass of the bubbly, and spilling most of it as she scooted herself closer to the edge. Once she'd manage to accomplish that however, she spread her legs obscenely, spreading her pussy apart with one hand and clearly showing off her engorged clit. "On second thought.....maybe it would be fun if Debbie were to come over here and do it instead. You'd like watching that wouldn't you...Thomas?" She said mimicking the way Debbie had been calling me. "You've certainly gotten a little kinkier than when you and I were married...and I'm willing to bet you'd enjoy watching your little girlfriend and I together now wouldn't you?" I was about to say something to her...especially as she was drunk and as I wasn't particularly fond of the way she'd suddenly started acting towards Cindy. But Cindy had seen the reaction on my face and immediately spoke up before I did.
"I was hoping we'd do that!" She announced, and suddenly she stripped off her clothing and made her way over to the counter where Silvia was still holding her cunt open and was now actually pouring tiny amounts of the Champaign down onto her pussy.
"Drink up!" She giggled.
The counter was just high enough that Debbie had no problem leaning over Silvia's cunt. In the next instant I watched as she began licking my ex-wife's pussy, and had to shake my head in amazement that I was actually witnessing this.
"You go girl!" Silvia said happily, and then somehow managed to finish off the rest of her glass, tossing it casually over in the direction of the fireplace where it bounced against the wall and shattered into a thousand tiny pieces. "Ooops! I missed!" She said laughing hysterically.
I watched as Silvia reached down, both hands cupping her breasts, and began to pinch and pull on her nipples. "You like watching this don't you?" She asked me.
I had to literally grit my teeth, but I smiled broadly and told her that I did.
"Well then? Why don't you get naked and join us?" She asked. "I really haven't seen you fuck your girlfriend yet you know...and that might be sorta fun. Yes...in fact, do. Come fuck her from behind while she eats me." She decided as though it was the most wonderful idea in the entire world.
As I began to remove my clothing, the thing that caught my eye and truly amazed me was the fact that Cindy had reached around behind herself and was seemingly fingering her pussy. I supposed she was making herself ready for me, and found the thought of her actually getting off on this a little surprising. It took me a moment longer to actually get an erection sufficient enough to actually penetrate her, but I continued to stand there stroking myself and giving Silvia a little show of her own, which she obviously enjoyed watching as she never took her eyes off of me.
"She's ALMOST as good as this as you are." Silvia once again said slurring her words. "Come on Thom...ass, time to fucky her ducky...." Once again she laughed at her own stupid humor, and I decided that I'd better get on with it before she decided to stand up and do ten minutes.
I approached my wife and prepared to come up from behind her and stick my prick inside her pussy. To my total and complete astonishment, she indicated to me with her finger where she wanted me to put it...and it wasn't inside her there. What she'd been doing is lubricating her ass using the juices from her pussy to do so with.
About that time, whatever she was doing to Silvia's cunt with her tongue, she began doing in such a way that Silvia lost all pretense in being interested in whatever I was doing to Debbie.
Realizing what it was that Cindy wanted me to do, I squeezed my prick and produced a fair amount of precum, smearing it around the head of my penis, I then placed it tenderly against the opening of her ass and pressed inwards slightly. There was a momentary instant where her ass seemed to try and repulse me and then suddenly the head of my dick seemed to slide in.
"Ohhh." Debbie moaned loudly into Silvia's cunt when she first felt me enter her. Which in turn caused Silvia to take notice that more was going on here than merely Debbie's licking her.
"He does have a really nice one doesn't he?" Silvia stated. But it was evident that she wasn't enjoying this nearly as much as she thought she should have been. "Come on Debbie...pick up the pace a little or I'll have Thomas....take over for you."
Once again Cindy increased the tempo of whatever pleasure techniques she was using, and I heard a little mewl of satisfaction escape between her lips when she did. Once again, Silvia closed her eyes and began twisting and pulling on her nipples almost painfully by my estimation, but by this time, I was easily sliding in and out of my wife's ass and enjoying every precious moment of it. Additionally I could also tell that Cindy was fingering her soft wet quim as I did. The thought of that spurred me on even further, and my only thoughts at the moment were how she had seemingly changed so much nearly overnight. I barely even recognized Silvia's presence, hardly aware that she was even there though the occasional moan and groan continued to remind me of that fact and occasionally interrupted my revelry as I made love to my wife's tight little bum-hole.
"Don't cum in her." Silvia suddenly warned me. "Take it out when you do...I want to see you cum."
I was half tempted to ignore her and do it anyway. I was close to tossing this entire charade right out the window and informing Silvia the deal was off...along with everything else when I heard Debbie suddenly agree with her.
"Yes Tom...I'd like to see that too...I know you're going to cum hard...and really shoot." She said cryptically. "I'll bet it will be a nice hard....heavy load when you do it." She finished saying.
And I was smiling ear to ear.
"I'm almost there Tom." Silvia said excitedly....cum with me when I do...if you can." She challenged.
"Just say when." I taunted her back. I deliberately slowed and began timing my orgasm so that I could unload almost at will now. I deliberately waited, aware that even Debbie had quit thrusting back against me, fully aware of what I was up to and waiting for it as she now strove purposely to ensure that Silvia was reaching her own release point as well.
"Almost...almost...." Silvia began announce to us. "Just about.....oh yes....almost......"
I knew she was a millisecond anyway from climax when I pulled out of Cindy and held onto my cock, jacking it for all I was worth. As expected, the rope of sperm that uncoiled from deep within my balls unleashed with a furry that flew from the tip of my prick in a perfect streamer that flew well over Debbie's head, and caught Silvia flush in the face just as she had begun to climax herself. Though Silvia had occasionally rewarded me with allowing me to cum in her mouth based on some expensive gift, or favor I had done for her, it had never really been with any real excitement or pleasure behind it. But I had never ejaculated any place on her body except occasionally between her breasts whenever she was in the mood to allow me to even do that. Thus, when the massive splurge of fluid caught her full in the face, she yelped in surprise and abject horror, and immediately turned away, almost jumping down off of the counter, but the second massive squirt was already on the way, and caught her along the side of the face and fell in thick sticky puddles into her elegantly fashioned hairdo.
"Oh for hells sake Tom....look at me...I'm covered in this shit!"
"Sorry Silvia...I didn't realize I was going to cum like that...and besides, I thought you wanted to see it." I added.
"See it yes...not wear it!" She said shamefacedly. And then realizing that it had in fact ruined her own climax, she DID jump down off of the counter then, and quickly ran upstairs towards the bathroom.
"I hope that didn't fuck things up." Cindy whispered to me.
"Actually honey...I don't really care one way or the other at this point. If it did...it did. Either way it was worth it to finally get to spit in the bitches face...in a manner of speaking of course."
Cindy did laugh then, though quietly enough that I was sure Silvia couldn't have heard her do so.
"Gee...I don't mind it when you spit in MY face." Cindy continued...still trying to control a rash of giggles that were threatening to burst forth any second.
"And...I really do love you for that." I told her. "Because you do it freely...and not because I've earned some special reward or something." She kissed me then and then pushed me away almost immediately.
"You'd better go upstairs and smooth away any ruffled feathers she might have Tom. Seriously...we've taken it this far, and I'd hate to see it ruined simply because we both got a little impatient with our own personal revenge."
"Yeah...I guess you're right." I told her. And then I headed on upstairs to see if I could calm Silvia down somehow.
Thankfully Silvia was still drunken enough that she'd already managed to convince herself that it had been partially her fault anyway. That...and I think there was still a bit of a competition thing going, and she hated showing that "less-than" open mindedness that Debbie obviously did have.
"I'm sorry Tom...I guess I over reacted is all. Just took me by surprise actually. I had no idea you were going to cum like that. If I had known, I'd have jumped down and put my mouth around that sweet dick of yours and swallowed every precious drop!"
"I'd have enjoyed that." I said looking at her, trying to tell her in that look as phony as it was, that I believed every word she was saying to me.
"Good...then you're not mad at me or anything then?" She asked a little too sweetly.
"Of course I'm not...why?"
"Well then...you won't be mad when I tell you I've decided against spending the night here. I've got an awful lot to do tomorrow anyway, and an even busier day Monday, especially as I'll be meeting with my attorney first thing so we can finalize the paperwork. Plus...I know your original intention was to spend the weekend with your little sweetie down there, and I know my coming up here so unexpectedly has probably ruined that a little bit for her."
I took a note of smugness in the tone of her voice when she said that. Obviously she was pleased with herself, trying to regain some measure of self-satisfaction no matter how small it may have been.
"Your sure?" I asked..."It's a two hour drive back to town." I reminded her..."You won't even get home until nearly ten o'clock!"
"Which is why I need to leave now if I'm going." She said. "What about your ability to drive." I did ask concernedly. "You had a lot to drink."
"I've sobered up considerably." She stated. And I could tell that she had...amazing what a little adrenalin can do for you. I considered.
I soon helped Silvia out to her car, carrying her bags. Debbie had said goodbye at the doorway, and then went back inside, closing it and ensuring that we had a little privacy, which I knew she had done for Silvia's benefit.
"I'll call you sometime Monday afternoon. I'm sure that my attorney will find that everything's in order, and then I'll get you a cashiers check for the amount of the sale if that's all right with you."
"That will be fine Silvia. Oh...and by the way, except for a very few personal items? Everything else inside the place is included in that price." I told her.
Her eyes widened a little at that, greedily I might add, but she at least was leaving with the sense that she really HAD gotten a bargain after all. "That's really nice of you Tom, saves me a lot from having to pay for new stuff, and in getting it all delivered here." She added. Silvia leaned over, expecting me to kiss her which I did, though it wasn't a long and lingering kiss, I did hold it long enough to suggest to her that there might be another time for us. Obviously she picked up on that.
"Maybe after all this is over and done with...you and I can spend a weekend away together? Would you like that Tom? I would."
"I'll be looking forward to it." I indicated, and then opened her car door for her. "You'd better get going Silvia, the roads can be a little tricky driving down at night."
"Yes...well. Call you Monday then."
I stood there long enough to watch the taillights of her car disappear around the first bend in the road before heading on back into the house.
Cindy was sitting on the couch...still naked in fact, waiting for me.
"Well? So what happened?" She asked anxiously. Cindy had been just as surprised as I was when Silvia told her of her intentions to drive back into town rather than spending the night with us. I'd tried my level best to indicate to her that I'd explain later, which she seemed to have understood, and waited patiently for Silvia to finally leave, and for me to then come in and tell her what had happened.
"I think you won the competition thing." I said simply. "She always has hated losing, and I think it was simply her way of saving face, and maintaining "airs" as it were."
I then took some time telling her everything that she'd said to me, and how I felt regarding the possibility that everything still seemed like it was going forward.
"How do you feel now Tom?" She asked finally.
I could tell by the quiver in her voice that she was still worried a little. I pulled her into my arms and held her as closely to me as I could. "No more ghosts Sin....they're gone. My heart is healed...no wounds, I feel free...finally and completely. You were right..."
"No...Shelly was." She stated. "But I have to be honest with you Tom....even though I went through with this...I wasn't sure. I was scared to death that you'd end up wanting her back, end up divorcing me, and thus ending everything I've ever dreamed of."
"It was a gamble Sin....it could have happened like that I guess, but after the first few moments...I knew it wouldn't."
"Oh...so when were you sure?" She asked curiously.
"When I saw you chewing that gum. I knew then that you were ready to do whatever was necessary to keep our marriage intact. I know how much you hate chewing gum, and anyone who was willing to do that for me was worth keeping."
Cindy punched me then, nearly as hard as Frank usually did.
"Wanna fuck?" Cindy said, chewing an imaginary piece of gum as she said it.
"No."
"No?" She asked seriously.
"No. But I would enjoy making love to you." I told her
"Carry me you big handsome stud you. Carry your wife to the bedroom and make love to me then."
"Ok...and after that...."
"After what?"
"After we make love...."
"Yes?"
"Then I'll fuck you." Of course....Cindy hit me again, even harder.
And for the first time since we'd been married, I actually did make love to Cindy with my entire heart, mind, and soul. Sex always had been great between us...well for the most part anyway. And lately of course it had gotten considerably better. But I have to say; Cindy and I made love like we never had before, almost as though we were doing it for the first time in fact. Which in a way, we did. For the first time, I loved her with a fully healed heart...no open wounds, no ghosts of uncertainty riding on my shoulders, no memories to haunt me or detract from the way I felt towards her, and most importantly...a willingness to trust someone again, fully...completely, without reservation.
By Monday afternoon I was sitting on pins and needles waiting for Silvia to call. Cindy must have been feeling the same way, and I was surprised to see her when she drove across town to my office shortly before noon. She'd fixed us a lunch, which we both barely picked at, and we spent the next hour in idle chitchat, waiting for the damn phone to ring. When it did, we both stared at it without my answering until by the third ring, I finally picked it up.
"Thomas Andrews..." I said.
"Hi Tom....Silvia." Looks like we have a deal!" She announced. And I quickly smiled, holding a thumbs up for Cindy.
"That's great Silvia." I said looking away from my wife for a moment. We'd already discussed this next part too before hand, and had decided that if Silvia did agree to the buying the cabin, that I still needed to dangle a little more bait to keep her interested, and to keep her from having second thoughts. But I couldn't face Cindy when I said it...even though she knew what was coming.
"Silvia? I'd really like to get together with you again...maybe in a few weeks you and I can sneak off someplace together...would you like that?" I asked.
"I'd love it Tom." Silvia purred into the phone. "Lets plan on it for sure. Oh...and before I forget, I have that check for you...I've already scheduled a closing for Thursday, so you'll have your money then."
I got the name and address of the firm she was using to close on the house, said my goodbyes, and then hung up and looked towards Cindy. She was standing there in my office stark naked.
"Now fuck me." She said lustily.
I immediately went to the door and opened it, looking for my secretary who was busily working at her desk.
"Sharon?"
"Yes Mr. Thomas."
"Go home."
"What?"
"You don't want to be here."
"Why not Mr. Thomas?" She asked obviously confused.
"Because he's going to fuck me silly honey..." Cindy said peering out from around behind me. And then she pulled me back into the office kicking the door closed with her foot as she did.
I wasn't nearly as uptight or as anxious by Thursday as I had been on Monday. The closing went smoothly as I hoped and expected that it would. Silvia was her old self, acting as though she had indeed finally gotten her way, and seemed as disinterested as ever when I briefly mentioned to her, asking if we still had a "date" for sometime in the near future. She smiled coquettishly, and even batted her eyelashes at me.
"Of course darling." She drawled. "I'll call you in a few weeks and we'll see if we can't set something up."
When she left, I patted the cashiers check in my pocket, checking to make sure she actually hadn't somehow managed to lift it, satisfied that it was still there, dropped by the bank and immediately deposited it in our account. After that I dropped by the florist, purchased a dozen long stem white roses....Cindy's favorites, and then picked up six bottles of Dom Peragon for later. I then called Cindy from my car phone.
"Hi honey....it's a done deal." I informed her. "Call Frank and Shelly...invite them over to the house...we're going to celebrate!"
"I already did sweetie." She cooed into the phone. "Thought you might be in the mood to do something like that."
"Leave it up to you to know me so well." I told her.
"Tom? Someone else wants to talk to you." She told me.
"Cindy?"
"Hi Tom.....guess what your lovely wife and I are doing." Shelly said.
"Where's Frank?" I asked quickly.
"Frank who?" Shelly said laughing.
"I'll be there in about ten minutes!" I stated, and then heard Shelly laugh just before hanging up the phone.
I pulled into the driveway precisely ten minutes later and hustled my ass into the house shortly after that. Both girls met me at the door the moment I opened it, and both were in fact naked as the day they were born.
"What's say we get naughty in the kitchen?" She said slurring her words slightly and then suddenly hoping up onto the counter, though it took three attempts for her to finally do so.
"Come here you naughty man...lick my pussy." Silvia was still holding onto a half finished glass of the bubbly, and spilling most of it as she scooted herself closer to the edge. Once she'd manage to accomplish that however, she spread her legs obscenely, spreading her pussy apart with one hand and clearly showing off her engorged clit. "On second thought.....maybe it would be fun if Debbie were to come over here and do it instead. You'd like watching that wouldn't you...Thomas?" She said mimicking the way Debbie had been calling me. "You've certainly gotten a little kinkier than when you and I were married...and I'm willing to bet you'd enjoy watching your little girlfriend and I together now wouldn't you?" I was about to say something to her...especially as she was drunk and as I wasn't particularly fond of the way she'd suddenly started acting towards Cindy. But Cindy had seen the reaction on my face and immediately spoke up before I did.
"I was hoping we'd do that!" She announced, and suddenly she stripped off her clothing and made her way over to the counter where Silvia was still holding her cunt open and was now actually pouring tiny amounts of the Champaign down onto her pussy.
"Drink up!" She giggled.
The counter was just high enough that Debbie had no problem leaning over Silvia's cunt. In the next instant I watched as she began licking my ex-wife's pussy, and had to shake my head in amazement that I was actually witnessing this.
"You go girl!" Silvia said happily, and then somehow managed to finish off the rest of her glass, tossing it casually over in the direction of the fireplace where it bounced against the wall and shattered into a thousand tiny pieces. "Ooops! I missed!" She said laughing hysterically.
I watched as Silvia reached down, both hands cupping her breasts, and began to pinch and pull on her nipples. "You like watching this don't you?" She asked me.
I had to literally grit my teeth, but I smiled broadly and told her that I did.
"Well then? Why don't you get naked and join us?" She asked. "I really haven't seen you fuck your girlfriend yet you know...and that might be sorta fun. Yes...in fact, do. Come fuck her from behind while she eats me." She decided as though it was the most wonderful idea in the entire world.
As I began to remove my clothing, the thing that caught my eye and truly amazed me was the fact that Cindy had reached around behind herself and was seemingly fingering her pussy. I supposed she was making herself ready for me, and found the thought of her actually getting off on this a little surprising. It took me a moment longer to actually get an erection sufficient enough to actually penetrate her, but I continued to stand there stroking myself and giving Silvia a little show of her own, which she obviously enjoyed watching as she never took her eyes off of me.
"She's ALMOST as good as this as you are." Silvia once again said slurring her words. "Come on Thom...ass, time to fucky her ducky...." Once again she laughed at her own stupid humor, and I decided that I'd better get on with it before she decided to stand up and do ten minutes.
I approached my wife and prepared to come up from behind her and stick my prick inside her pussy. To my total and complete astonishment, she indicated to me with her finger where she wanted me to put it...and it wasn't inside her there. What she'd been doing is lubricating her ass using the juices from her pussy to do so with.
About that time, whatever she was doing to Silvia's cunt with her tongue, she began doing in such a way that Silvia lost all pretense in being interested in whatever I was doing to Debbie.
Realizing what it was that Cindy wanted me to do, I squeezed my prick and produced a fair amount of precum, smearing it around the head of my penis, I then placed it tenderly against the opening of her ass and pressed inwards slightly. There was a momentary instant where her ass seemed to try and repulse me and then suddenly the head of my dick seemed to slide in.
"Ohhh." Debbie moaned loudly into Silvia's cunt when she first felt me enter her. Which in turn caused Silvia to take notice that more was going on here than merely Debbie's licking her.
"He does have a really nice one doesn't he?" Silvia stated. But it was evident that she wasn't enjoying this nearly as much as she thought she should have been. "Come on Debbie...pick up the pace a little or I'll have Thomas....take over for you."
Once again Cindy increased the tempo of whatever pleasure techniques she was using, and I heard a little mewl of satisfaction escape between her lips when she did. Once again, Silvia closed her eyes and began twisting and pulling on her nipples almost painfully by my estimation, but by this time, I was easily sliding in and out of my wife's ass and enjoying every precious moment of it. Additionally I could also tell that Cindy was fingering her soft wet quim as I did. The thought of that spurred me on even further, and my only thoughts at the moment were how she had seemingly changed so much nearly overnight. I barely even recognized Silvia's presence, hardly aware that she was even there though the occasional moan and groan continued to remind me of that fact and occasionally interrupted my revelry as I made love to my wife's tight little bum-hole.
"Don't cum in her." Silvia suddenly warned me. "Take it out when you do...I want to see you cum."
I was half tempted to ignore her and do it anyway. I was close to tossing this entire charade right out the window and informing Silvia the deal was off...along with everything else when I heard Debbie suddenly agree with her.
"Yes Tom...I'd like to see that too...I know you're going to cum hard...and really shoot." She said cryptically. "I'll bet it will be a nice hard....heavy load when you do it." She finished saying.
And I was smiling ear to ear.
"I'm almost there Tom." Silvia said excitedly....cum with me when I do...if you can." She challenged.
"Just say when." I taunted her back. I deliberately slowed and began timing my orgasm so that I could unload almost at will now. I deliberately waited, aware that even Debbie had quit thrusting back against me, fully aware of what I was up to and waiting for it as she now strove purposely to ensure that Silvia was reaching her own release point as well.
"Almost...almost...." Silvia began announce to us. "Just about.....oh yes....almost......"
I knew she was a millisecond anyway from climax when I pulled out of Cindy and held onto my cock, jacking it for all I was worth. As expected, the rope of sperm that uncoiled from deep within my balls unleashed with a furry that flew from the tip of my prick in a perfect streamer that flew well over Debbie's head, and caught Silvia flush in the face just as she had begun to climax herself. Though Silvia had occasionally rewarded me with allowing me to cum in her mouth based on some expensive gift, or favor I had done for her, it had never really been with any real excitement or pleasure behind it. But I had never ejaculated any place on her body except occasionally between her breasts whenever she was in the mood to allow me to even do that. Thus, when the massive splurge of fluid caught her full in the face, she yelped in surprise and abject horror, and immediately turned away, almost jumping down off of the counter, but the second massive squirt was already on the way, and caught her along the side of the face and fell in thick sticky puddles into her elegantly fashioned hairdo.
"Oh for hells sake Tom....look at me...I'm covered in this shit!"
"Sorry Silvia...I didn't realize I was going to cum like that...and besides, I thought you wanted to see it." I added.
"See it yes...not wear it!" She said shamefacedly. And then realizing that it had in fact ruined her own climax, she DID jump down off of the counter then, and quickly ran upstairs towards the bathroom.
"I hope that didn't fuck things up." Cindy whispered to me.
"Actually honey...I don't really care one way or the other at this point. If it did...it did. Either way it was worth it to finally get to spit in the bitches face...in a manner of speaking of course."
Cindy did laugh then, though quietly enough that I was sure Silvia couldn't have heard her do so.
"Gee...I don't mind it when you spit in MY face." Cindy continued...still trying to control a rash of giggles that were threatening to burst forth any second.
"And...I really do love you for that." I told her. "Because you do it freely...and not because I've earned some special reward or something." She kissed me then and then pushed me away almost immediately.
"You'd better go upstairs and smooth away any ruffled feathers she might have Tom. Seriously...we've taken it this far, and I'd hate to see it ruined simply because we both got a little impatient with our own personal revenge."
"Yeah...I guess you're right." I told her. And then I headed on upstairs to see if I could calm Silvia down somehow.
Thankfully Silvia was still drunken enough that she'd already managed to convince herself that it had been partially her fault anyway. That...and I think there was still a bit of a competition thing going, and she hated showing that "less-than" open mindedness that Debbie obviously did have.
"I'm sorry Tom...I guess I over reacted is all. Just took me by surprise actually. I had no idea you were going to cum like that. If I had known, I'd have jumped down and put my mouth around that sweet dick of yours and swallowed every precious drop!"
"I'd have enjoyed that." I said looking at her, trying to tell her in that look as phony as it was, that I believed every word she was saying to me.
"Good...then you're not mad at me or anything then?" She asked a little too sweetly.
"Of course I'm not...why?"
"Well then...you won't be mad when I tell you I've decided against spending the night here. I've got an awful lot to do tomorrow anyway, and an even busier day Monday, especially as I'll be meeting with my attorney first thing so we can finalize the paperwork. Plus...I know your original intention was to spend the weekend with your little sweetie down there, and I know my coming up here so unexpectedly has probably ruined that a little bit for her."
I took a note of smugness in the tone of her voice when she said that. Obviously she was pleased with herself, trying to regain some measure of self-satisfaction no matter how small it may have been.
"Your sure?" I asked..."It's a two hour drive back to town." I reminded her..."You won't even get home until nearly ten o'clock!"
"Which is why I need to leave now if I'm going." She said. "What about your ability to drive." I did ask concernedly. "You had a lot to drink."
"I've sobered up considerably." She stated. And I could tell that she had...amazing what a little adrenalin can do for you. I considered.
I soon helped Silvia out to her car, carrying her bags. Debbie had said goodbye at the doorway, and then went back inside, closing it and ensuring that we had a little privacy, which I knew she had done for Silvia's benefit.
"I'll call you sometime Monday afternoon. I'm sure that my attorney will find that everything's in order, and then I'll get you a cashiers check for the amount of the sale if that's all right with you."
"That will be fine Silvia. Oh...and by the way, except for a very few personal items? Everything else inside the place is included in that price." I told her.
Her eyes widened a little at that, greedily I might add, but she at least was leaving with the sense that she really HAD gotten a bargain after all. "That's really nice of you Tom, saves me a lot from having to pay for new stuff, and in getting it all delivered here." She added. Silvia leaned over, expecting me to kiss her which I did, though it wasn't a long and lingering kiss, I did hold it long enough to suggest to her that there might be another time for us. Obviously she picked up on that.
"Maybe after all this is over and done with...you and I can spend a weekend away together? Would you like that Tom? I would."
"I'll be looking forward to it." I indicated, and then opened her car door for her. "You'd better get going Silvia, the roads can be a little tricky driving down at night."
"Yes...well. Call you Monday then."
I stood there long enough to watch the taillights of her car disappear around the first bend in the road before heading on back into the house.
Cindy was sitting on the couch...still naked in fact, waiting for me.
"Well? So what happened?" She asked anxiously. Cindy had been just as surprised as I was when Silvia told her of her intentions to drive back into town rather than spending the night with us. I'd tried my level best to indicate to her that I'd explain later, which she seemed to have understood, and waited patiently for Silvia to finally leave, and for me to then come in and tell her what had happened.
"I think you won the competition thing." I said simply. "She always has hated losing, and I think it was simply her way of saving face, and maintaining "airs" as it were."
I then took some time telling her everything that she'd said to me, and how I felt regarding the possibility that everything still seemed like it was going forward.
"How do you feel now Tom?" She asked finally.
I could tell by the quiver in her voice that she was still worried a little. I pulled her into my arms and held her as closely to me as I could. "No more ghosts Sin....they're gone. My heart is healed...no wounds, I feel free...finally and completely. You were right..."
"No...Shelly was." She stated. "But I have to be honest with you Tom....even though I went through with this...I wasn't sure. I was scared to death that you'd end up wanting her back, end up divorcing me, and thus ending everything I've ever dreamed of."
"It was a gamble Sin....it could have happened like that I guess, but after the first few moments...I knew it wouldn't."
"Oh...so when were you sure?" She asked curiously.
"When I saw you chewing that gum. I knew then that you were ready to do whatever was necessary to keep our marriage intact. I know how much you hate chewing gum, and anyone who was willing to do that for me was worth keeping."
Cindy punched me then, nearly as hard as Frank usually did.
"Wanna fuck?" Cindy said, chewing an imaginary piece of gum as she said it.
"No."
"No?" She asked seriously.
"No. But I would enjoy making love to you." I told her
"Carry me you big handsome stud you. Carry your wife to the bedroom and make love to me then."
"Ok...and after that...."
"After what?"
"After we make love...."
"Yes?"
"Then I'll fuck you." Of course....Cindy hit me again, even harder.
And for the first time since we'd been married, I actually did make love to Cindy with my entire heart, mind, and soul. Sex always had been great between us...well for the most part anyway. And lately of course it had gotten considerably better. But I have to say; Cindy and I made love like we never had before, almost as though we were doing it for the first time in fact. Which in a way, we did. For the first time, I loved her with a fully healed heart...no open wounds, no ghosts of uncertainty riding on my shoulders, no memories to haunt me or detract from the way I felt towards her, and most importantly...a willingness to trust someone again, fully...completely, without reservation.
By Monday afternoon I was sitting on pins and needles waiting for Silvia to call. Cindy must have been feeling the same way, and I was surprised to see her when she drove across town to my office shortly before noon. She'd fixed us a lunch, which we both barely picked at, and we spent the next hour in idle chitchat, waiting for the damn phone to ring. When it did, we both stared at it without my answering until by the third ring, I finally picked it up.
"Thomas Andrews..." I said.
"Hi Tom....Silvia." Looks like we have a deal!" She announced. And I quickly smiled, holding a thumbs up for Cindy.
"That's great Silvia." I said looking away from my wife for a moment. We'd already discussed this next part too before hand, and had decided that if Silvia did agree to the buying the cabin, that I still needed to dangle a little more bait to keep her interested, and to keep her from having second thoughts. But I couldn't face Cindy when I said it...even though she knew what was coming.
"Silvia? I'd really like to get together with you again...maybe in a few weeks you and I can sneak off someplace together...would you like that?" I asked.
"I'd love it Tom." Silvia purred into the phone. "Lets plan on it for sure. Oh...and before I forget, I have that check for you...I've already scheduled a closing for Thursday, so you'll have your money then."
I got the name and address of the firm she was using to close on the house, said my goodbyes, and then hung up and looked towards Cindy. She was standing there in my office stark naked.
"Now fuck me." She said lustily.
I immediately went to the door and opened it, looking for my secretary who was busily working at her desk.
"Sharon?"
"Yes Mr. Thomas."
"Go home."
"What?"
"You don't want to be here."
"Why not Mr. Thomas?" She asked obviously confused.
"Because he's going to fuck me silly honey..." Cindy said peering out from around behind me. And then she pulled me back into the office kicking the door closed with her foot as she did.
I wasn't nearly as uptight or as anxious by Thursday as I had been on Monday. The closing went smoothly as I hoped and expected that it would. Silvia was her old self, acting as though she had indeed finally gotten her way, and seemed as disinterested as ever when I briefly mentioned to her, asking if we still had a "date" for sometime in the near future. She smiled coquettishly, and even batted her eyelashes at me.
"Of course darling." She drawled. "I'll call you in a few weeks and we'll see if we can't set something up."
When she left, I patted the cashiers check in my pocket, checking to make sure she actually hadn't somehow managed to lift it, satisfied that it was still there, dropped by the bank and immediately deposited it in our account. After that I dropped by the florist, purchased a dozen long stem white roses....Cindy's favorites, and then picked up six bottles of Dom Peragon for later. I then called Cindy from my car phone.
"Hi honey....it's a done deal." I informed her. "Call Frank and Shelly...invite them over to the house...we're going to celebrate!"
"I already did sweetie." She cooed into the phone. "Thought you might be in the mood to do something like that."
"Leave it up to you to know me so well." I told her.
"Tom? Someone else wants to talk to you." She told me.
"Cindy?"
"Hi Tom.....guess what your lovely wife and I are doing." Shelly said.
"Where's Frank?" I asked quickly.
"Frank who?" Shelly said laughing.
"I'll be there in about ten minutes!" I stated, and then heard Shelly laugh just before hanging up the phone.
I pulled into the driveway precisely ten minutes later and hustled my ass into the house shortly after that. Both girls met me at the door the moment I opened it, and both were in fact naked as the day they were born.
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"Seriously....where's Frank?" I asked ogling them both and stripping off my tie as I asked.
"Seriously.....I called him a few minutes ago." Shelly stated simply, walking over to help Cindy in removing my jacket. "He's in a meeting, and won't be here until sometime after six. I told him I was bending the rules just a tiny little bit." She said. "Seriously...."
Cindy was already down on her knees at this point unzipping my fly and fishing my already hard cock out of my jockey's. Shelly stood unbuttoning my shirt as Cindy finished undoing my belt and managed to slip both my pants as well as my shorts down around my ankles. Shelly joined Cindy on the floor then, and together they managed to help me step out of everything even though I still managed to be wearing my shoes and socks.
"Heads or tails?" Cindy said spotting some change that had fallen down onto the floor from my pants pockets. She then flipped a quarter into the air.
"Tails!" Shelly called.
"Tails it is!" Shelly said excitedly.
"I give up." I said...what just happened?"
"Shelly fucks you....you eat me silly." She said as though it made perfect sense.
"Works for me." I said grinning, and then followed the girls down the hall towards the bedroom.
"What about Frank?" I had to ask.
"Fuck Frank." Shelly said.
"Maybe later." I told them. They stopped turned and looked at me. I smiled, and then they both slugged me, toppling me down onto the bed.
As they'd already agreed by the toss of a coin, Shelly climbed into my lap and began easing herself down on me. Cindy lowered herself over my face, facing towards Shelly, and though it was difficult to really see anything, I knew that the girls were enjoying themselves as I occasionally glimpsed the two of them caressing one another's breasts, or frequently extending a hand to reach down and touch one another while I kissed one luscious wet cunt, and happily fucked into the other.
For twenty minutes we continued, I'd managed to give Cindy two small, but nicely felt little "O's" which is how she usually started out anyway. The BIG one would come later after she was really worked up. I started to think about pacing myself as well, since I felt myself getting awfully close, but the way Shelly was riding my prick was making that virtually impossible. Finally Cindy had had enough cunt licking, for the moment anyway, and slid off to watch her best friend fucking her husband. Shelly was close to orgasm herself, and began screwing her face up in expectation of it just as Cindy reached over, fondled my nuts...and caught me by surprise which immediately triggered my unexpected release. I began filling Shelly's pussy with a torrent of my hot juice, and she in turn began that high-pitched wail we'd all grown accustomed too. Eventually Shelly slid off of me and collapsed down onto the bed. I figured we'd all take a little break then and wait for Frank to finally arrive, which was still a good hour or so away. Boy was I wrong!
"Spread your legs Shelly." Cindy said slithering up between them like the horny snake that she was. Shelly grinned down evilly at her as she did, and opened them vulgarly so...exposing the puffy flesh of her pussy lips that had been savagely fucked, as well as a fair amount of joy-juice that had formed a rather nasty looking mess just inside the opening of that wide-spread fuck tunnel. Cindy immediately began gathering my cum-cream with the tip of her tongue, tunneling out and simultaneously exciting Shelly's pussy all over again.
"Fucking A", I exclaimed without even realizing I had used Franks saying to express myself. But the sight of Cindy licking my juice out of her best friends cunt was more than I could have ever imagined seeing, even in my wildest fantasies.
Cindy easily and quickly brought Shelly to a second even more intense orgasm minutes later. "I really must try that myself." Shelly stated. "Maybe shortly after Frank gets here." She added.
"Boy...won't HE be surprised!" Cindy exclaimed agreeing with her.
"Surprised at what?" Frank said suddenly coming into the bedroom. He took a quick glance at the three of us naked, and sprawled across the bed and immediately began undressing.
"What'd I miss?" He asked.
"You'd never believe it if I told you." I said grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat.
"Try me." He pressed interested.
"Better yet honey...we'll show you, but before we can...you need to fuck Cindy here....."
He glanced at me grinning just as silly as I was. "Do it Frank...you'll see what I mean afterwards....."
"Afterwards?"
"Shut up Frank!" All three of us said in unison.
It was just as exciting to watch the second time around, and I was sporting a second serious erection by the time Shelly had finished devouring Frank's jisim from the inside of my wife's cunt.
"Ok boys....Shelly said looking up at the two of us after she'd finished. We've given you something special to see...now it's our turn."
"Ah oh...." I said turning and looking at Frank, who was looking at me with the same worried expression on his face that I was showing.
"Yeah Guys....all's fair...." Cindy spoke up staring directly at me.
"Oh come on now.." I said honestly trying to beg this one off...as was Frank doing at the exact same time I was. "No way...." He said shaking his head no in addition to that.
"Well then....no more girl-girl stuff!" Shelly said emphatically.
"Where you'll ever see it anyway." Cindy chimed in adding.
I glared at Frank...who in turn glared at me. "You ever tell anyone...." I said threateningly
"Me? Are you kidding...." The girls giggled then excitedly.
It was like two teenage kids in the backseat of a Volkswagen trying to figure out what to do next.
"Here...lay on your sides facing in opposite directions." Shelly instructed. At least it wasn't a typical "69". I don't know if there's a masculine position for it, whether it's the one who's supposed to be on top, or the bottom. But neither Frank nor I seemed all that willing to relinquish even the tiniest little bit of whatever symbolic masculinity that represented. Lying side by side seemed to resolve that, though we both approached the subjects now in hand anxiously and more than a little tentatively. Shelly was soon caressing her husband's ass as she spooned him from behind, while Cindy basically did the same thing to me, cupping my balls and gently massaging them, which seemed to help considerably.
"Go on you guys...one...two...three....suck!" Shelly said forcing the issue. And so...we did.
"OK...so it wasn't all THAT bad." I said afterwards. As Frank and I spent the next twenty minutes flexing our muscles and talking in deeper voices. Sure, it was metaphysically strange for me to be sucking another man's cock, and eventually getting used to it. And true...it really wasn't all that bad, not like I felt like I had to go to a gays anonymous meeting shortly afterwards or anything. It was different yes...but more importantly the girls enjoyed it, and that was after all the whole point of it. Besides...they took pity on both of us once we'd 'demonstrated' our willingness to please both of them, so Shelly then took over sucking my prick, as did Cindy to Franks.
Shelly had one more little surprise in store for both Frank and I however, and she managed to accomplish that by having the two of us stand up side by side. Grabbing both of our pricks, she somehow pressed them together and managed to get a portion of each of us at least, inside her mouth where she began sucking us simultaneously. Cindy quickly came over to give her a helping hand, and helped her keep our pricks pressed together like that, adding a little additional stimulation in jacking us off slightly as she did. The timing couldn't have been any more perfect, as both Frank and I exploded together within moments of each other. Thankfully perhaps, for Shelly anyway, we'd each had previous orgasms so that the amount of sperm we suddenly filled her mouth with wasn't as overwhelming as it could have been.
We finally did take a break then, uncorked one of the bottles of Dom Peragon and toasted not only the sale of the Cabin to my ex-wife, but toasted the more than ever cemented friendship between the four of us.
It was six month's later without a peep having been heard from Silvia. I had all but given up on ever really hearing anything, and had pretty much accepted that eventuality. It was a nice peaceful Saturday morning, and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a cup of coffee with Cindy, while the two of us sat reading the newspaper. It was then that my cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Tom! Silvia!" She said heatedly into the phone. "You bastard!" She screamed at me. "You lying mother-fucking son of a bitch!"
I put my hand over the receiver while she continued to rant and rave at me over the phone. "Guess who?" I said to Cindy.
Finally when Silvia had run out of things to call me, I spoke.
"What's wrong Silvia?" I asked her calmly.
"You know damn well what's wrong Tom. "I'm going to lose the fucking cabin...and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!"
"Oh really?" I said..."And why's that?"
"Because they're building a fucking highway through there you rotten son of a bitch! I've got ninety days to relocate the place, or they're going to bulldoze it down. And you know fucking well I've got no place to move it to...and even then I lose every fucking penny that its worth! The BLM has some sort of right of way agreement that they say was in place long before your father built the place, so the property it's on isn't worth a red fucking cent to me. And the best I can get from them for the sale of the cabin itself is less than a hundred thousand!"
"Gee Silvia...I'm really sorry. But you've known all along just as I have that if they ever DID decide to build a highway through there that the cabin was in jeopardy. I even warned you...told you it was a gamble in the first place."
Silvia had lost a little of her initial steam by now, confused, frightened...certainly mad yes, but now she was less assured that I had anything to do with it.
"Why didn't your father buy up the surrounding property's anyway?" She asked desperately. "If he'd done that, the fucking BLM wouldn't have the rights of ownership through there."
"I told you Silvia, he couldn't afford to do that. Not THAT property anyway."
"What do you mean...not THAT property?"
"Well you see Silvia...though he certainly couldn't afford to buy up all the property surrounding the Cabin, he DID have more than enough to buy up a lot of almost worthless, nearly useless acres surrounding the mountain the cabins built on. When he did that...he effectively cut off any ability by the BLM to exercise their rights of right of way. There was no way through the property he owned that allowed them complete and total access."
"But I never saw any other property listed as being owned by you in the divorce." She questioned me accusingly.
"That's because dad purchased it under the ownership of the company he owned, and which eventually I inherited. And as you well know in our divorce agreement, you signed away any entitlements and rights of the business in order to get the things out of the divorce that you got. The property WAS listed there Silvia, it simply wasn't worth anything. Maybe you...or your attorney missed that. But if you'd care to go back and look, you'll see that it's listed, along with its current day value...which was basically next to nothing."
I could hear the quiver of rage in her voice when she next spoke.
"Well if that's the case...then how on earth did they manage to obtain permission to build through there?" She asked.
"Easy....I sold all the land back to them."
"You'll never get away with this Tom! I'll....I'll....so help me I'll find a way to fuck you over."
"You already did that....ten years ago Silvia. So now it's your turn."
"I mean it Tom.....in fact, I'll call your sweet little wife and tell her all about your girlfriend, tell her everything we did together up there at the cabin that weekend."
"Would you like to speak with her?" I asked.
"I'm not kidding Tom, I mean it!" She threatened again.
"I'm not kidding either Silvia. Matter of fact...she's sitting right here, let me put her on."
"Hi Silvia...." Cindy said.
Cindy looked at me and spoke.....chewing her non-existent gum. "I don't think she's there honey." She said to me still chewing. "Or if she is...she's not saying anything."
"Debbie?" Silvia questioned her sanity as she did.
"Hi ya kiddo!" Yeah...it's me. Only the name's not Debbie, it's Cindy." She said suddenly dropping the Debbie accent and speaking as she normally did.
"You....you...you're really Cindy? Tom's wife?"
"Yep. So you see Silvia....there isn't anything you can do to ever hurt Tom again. So...why don't you see what you can do about saving your precious little cabin, and leave Tom and I alone....oh. And Silvia? One more thing...don't ever call here again!"
Cindy pushed the disconnect on the phone and came over to me sitting down in my lap as she did. "You know what I want to do today honey?" She asked.
"No what?" I said playing along with her.
"Lets drive up to the lot and see how the buildings coming along. Besides...I'm feeling rather frisky at the moment, and the thought of fucking you in the middle of that gorgeous meadow sounds like a really fine idea...don't you agree?"
"I can't think of a solitary thing better to do Cindy...Debbie...or whatever the fuck your name is." I told her.
And then she punched me....hard.
"Seriously.....I called him a few minutes ago." Shelly stated simply, walking over to help Cindy in removing my jacket. "He's in a meeting, and won't be here until sometime after six. I told him I was bending the rules just a tiny little bit." She said. "Seriously...."
Cindy was already down on her knees at this point unzipping my fly and fishing my already hard cock out of my jockey's. Shelly stood unbuttoning my shirt as Cindy finished undoing my belt and managed to slip both my pants as well as my shorts down around my ankles. Shelly joined Cindy on the floor then, and together they managed to help me step out of everything even though I still managed to be wearing my shoes and socks.
"Heads or tails?" Cindy said spotting some change that had fallen down onto the floor from my pants pockets. She then flipped a quarter into the air.
"Tails!" Shelly called.
"Tails it is!" Shelly said excitedly.
"I give up." I said...what just happened?"
"Shelly fucks you....you eat me silly." She said as though it made perfect sense.
"Works for me." I said grinning, and then followed the girls down the hall towards the bedroom.
"What about Frank?" I had to ask.
"Fuck Frank." Shelly said.
"Maybe later." I told them. They stopped turned and looked at me. I smiled, and then they both slugged me, toppling me down onto the bed.
As they'd already agreed by the toss of a coin, Shelly climbed into my lap and began easing herself down on me. Cindy lowered herself over my face, facing towards Shelly, and though it was difficult to really see anything, I knew that the girls were enjoying themselves as I occasionally glimpsed the two of them caressing one another's breasts, or frequently extending a hand to reach down and touch one another while I kissed one luscious wet cunt, and happily fucked into the other.
For twenty minutes we continued, I'd managed to give Cindy two small, but nicely felt little "O's" which is how she usually started out anyway. The BIG one would come later after she was really worked up. I started to think about pacing myself as well, since I felt myself getting awfully close, but the way Shelly was riding my prick was making that virtually impossible. Finally Cindy had had enough cunt licking, for the moment anyway, and slid off to watch her best friend fucking her husband. Shelly was close to orgasm herself, and began screwing her face up in expectation of it just as Cindy reached over, fondled my nuts...and caught me by surprise which immediately triggered my unexpected release. I began filling Shelly's pussy with a torrent of my hot juice, and she in turn began that high-pitched wail we'd all grown accustomed too. Eventually Shelly slid off of me and collapsed down onto the bed. I figured we'd all take a little break then and wait for Frank to finally arrive, which was still a good hour or so away. Boy was I wrong!
"Spread your legs Shelly." Cindy said slithering up between them like the horny snake that she was. Shelly grinned down evilly at her as she did, and opened them vulgarly so...exposing the puffy flesh of her pussy lips that had been savagely fucked, as well as a fair amount of joy-juice that had formed a rather nasty looking mess just inside the opening of that wide-spread fuck tunnel. Cindy immediately began gathering my cum-cream with the tip of her tongue, tunneling out and simultaneously exciting Shelly's pussy all over again.
"Fucking A", I exclaimed without even realizing I had used Franks saying to express myself. But the sight of Cindy licking my juice out of her best friends cunt was more than I could have ever imagined seeing, even in my wildest fantasies.
Cindy easily and quickly brought Shelly to a second even more intense orgasm minutes later. "I really must try that myself." Shelly stated. "Maybe shortly after Frank gets here." She added.
"Boy...won't HE be surprised!" Cindy exclaimed agreeing with her.
"Surprised at what?" Frank said suddenly coming into the bedroom. He took a quick glance at the three of us naked, and sprawled across the bed and immediately began undressing.
"What'd I miss?" He asked.
"You'd never believe it if I told you." I said grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat.
"Try me." He pressed interested.
"Better yet honey...we'll show you, but before we can...you need to fuck Cindy here....."
He glanced at me grinning just as silly as I was. "Do it Frank...you'll see what I mean afterwards....."
"Afterwards?"
"Shut up Frank!" All three of us said in unison.
It was just as exciting to watch the second time around, and I was sporting a second serious erection by the time Shelly had finished devouring Frank's jisim from the inside of my wife's cunt.
"Ok boys....Shelly said looking up at the two of us after she'd finished. We've given you something special to see...now it's our turn."
"Ah oh...." I said turning and looking at Frank, who was looking at me with the same worried expression on his face that I was showing.
"Yeah Guys....all's fair...." Cindy spoke up staring directly at me.
"Oh come on now.." I said honestly trying to beg this one off...as was Frank doing at the exact same time I was. "No way...." He said shaking his head no in addition to that.
"Well then....no more girl-girl stuff!" Shelly said emphatically.
"Where you'll ever see it anyway." Cindy chimed in adding.
I glared at Frank...who in turn glared at me. "You ever tell anyone...." I said threateningly
"Me? Are you kidding...." The girls giggled then excitedly.
It was like two teenage kids in the backseat of a Volkswagen trying to figure out what to do next.
"Here...lay on your sides facing in opposite directions." Shelly instructed. At least it wasn't a typical "69". I don't know if there's a masculine position for it, whether it's the one who's supposed to be on top, or the bottom. But neither Frank nor I seemed all that willing to relinquish even the tiniest little bit of whatever symbolic masculinity that represented. Lying side by side seemed to resolve that, though we both approached the subjects now in hand anxiously and more than a little tentatively. Shelly was soon caressing her husband's ass as she spooned him from behind, while Cindy basically did the same thing to me, cupping my balls and gently massaging them, which seemed to help considerably.
"Go on you guys...one...two...three....suck!" Shelly said forcing the issue. And so...we did.
"OK...so it wasn't all THAT bad." I said afterwards. As Frank and I spent the next twenty minutes flexing our muscles and talking in deeper voices. Sure, it was metaphysically strange for me to be sucking another man's cock, and eventually getting used to it. And true...it really wasn't all that bad, not like I felt like I had to go to a gays anonymous meeting shortly afterwards or anything. It was different yes...but more importantly the girls enjoyed it, and that was after all the whole point of it. Besides...they took pity on both of us once we'd 'demonstrated' our willingness to please both of them, so Shelly then took over sucking my prick, as did Cindy to Franks.
Shelly had one more little surprise in store for both Frank and I however, and she managed to accomplish that by having the two of us stand up side by side. Grabbing both of our pricks, she somehow pressed them together and managed to get a portion of each of us at least, inside her mouth where she began sucking us simultaneously. Cindy quickly came over to give her a helping hand, and helped her keep our pricks pressed together like that, adding a little additional stimulation in jacking us off slightly as she did. The timing couldn't have been any more perfect, as both Frank and I exploded together within moments of each other. Thankfully perhaps, for Shelly anyway, we'd each had previous orgasms so that the amount of sperm we suddenly filled her mouth with wasn't as overwhelming as it could have been.
We finally did take a break then, uncorked one of the bottles of Dom Peragon and toasted not only the sale of the Cabin to my ex-wife, but toasted the more than ever cemented friendship between the four of us.
It was six month's later without a peep having been heard from Silvia. I had all but given up on ever really hearing anything, and had pretty much accepted that eventuality. It was a nice peaceful Saturday morning, and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a cup of coffee with Cindy, while the two of us sat reading the newspaper. It was then that my cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Tom! Silvia!" She said heatedly into the phone. "You bastard!" She screamed at me. "You lying mother-fucking son of a bitch!"
I put my hand over the receiver while she continued to rant and rave at me over the phone. "Guess who?" I said to Cindy.
Finally when Silvia had run out of things to call me, I spoke.
"What's wrong Silvia?" I asked her calmly.
"You know damn well what's wrong Tom. "I'm going to lose the fucking cabin...and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!"
"Oh really?" I said..."And why's that?"
"Because they're building a fucking highway through there you rotten son of a bitch! I've got ninety days to relocate the place, or they're going to bulldoze it down. And you know fucking well I've got no place to move it to...and even then I lose every fucking penny that its worth! The BLM has some sort of right of way agreement that they say was in place long before your father built the place, so the property it's on isn't worth a red fucking cent to me. And the best I can get from them for the sale of the cabin itself is less than a hundred thousand!"
"Gee Silvia...I'm really sorry. But you've known all along just as I have that if they ever DID decide to build a highway through there that the cabin was in jeopardy. I even warned you...told you it was a gamble in the first place."
Silvia had lost a little of her initial steam by now, confused, frightened...certainly mad yes, but now she was less assured that I had anything to do with it.
"Why didn't your father buy up the surrounding property's anyway?" She asked desperately. "If he'd done that, the fucking BLM wouldn't have the rights of ownership through there."
"I told you Silvia, he couldn't afford to do that. Not THAT property anyway."
"What do you mean...not THAT property?"
"Well you see Silvia...though he certainly couldn't afford to buy up all the property surrounding the Cabin, he DID have more than enough to buy up a lot of almost worthless, nearly useless acres surrounding the mountain the cabins built on. When he did that...he effectively cut off any ability by the BLM to exercise their rights of right of way. There was no way through the property he owned that allowed them complete and total access."
"But I never saw any other property listed as being owned by you in the divorce." She questioned me accusingly.
"That's because dad purchased it under the ownership of the company he owned, and which eventually I inherited. And as you well know in our divorce agreement, you signed away any entitlements and rights of the business in order to get the things out of the divorce that you got. The property WAS listed there Silvia, it simply wasn't worth anything. Maybe you...or your attorney missed that. But if you'd care to go back and look, you'll see that it's listed, along with its current day value...which was basically next to nothing."
I could hear the quiver of rage in her voice when she next spoke.
"Well if that's the case...then how on earth did they manage to obtain permission to build through there?" She asked.
"Easy....I sold all the land back to them."
"You'll never get away with this Tom! I'll....I'll....so help me I'll find a way to fuck you over."
"You already did that....ten years ago Silvia. So now it's your turn."
"I mean it Tom.....in fact, I'll call your sweet little wife and tell her all about your girlfriend, tell her everything we did together up there at the cabin that weekend."
"Would you like to speak with her?" I asked.
"I'm not kidding Tom, I mean it!" She threatened again.
"I'm not kidding either Silvia. Matter of fact...she's sitting right here, let me put her on."
"Hi Silvia...." Cindy said.
Cindy looked at me and spoke.....chewing her non-existent gum. "I don't think she's there honey." She said to me still chewing. "Or if she is...she's not saying anything."
"Debbie?" Silvia questioned her sanity as she did.
"Hi ya kiddo!" Yeah...it's me. Only the name's not Debbie, it's Cindy." She said suddenly dropping the Debbie accent and speaking as she normally did.
"You....you...you're really Cindy? Tom's wife?"
"Yep. So you see Silvia....there isn't anything you can do to ever hurt Tom again. So...why don't you see what you can do about saving your precious little cabin, and leave Tom and I alone....oh. And Silvia? One more thing...don't ever call here again!"
Cindy pushed the disconnect on the phone and came over to me sitting down in my lap as she did. "You know what I want to do today honey?" She asked.
"No what?" I said playing along with her.
"Lets drive up to the lot and see how the buildings coming along. Besides...I'm feeling rather frisky at the moment, and the thought of fucking you in the middle of that gorgeous meadow sounds like a really fine idea...don't you agree?"
"I can't think of a solitary thing better to do Cindy...Debbie...or whatever the fuck your name is." I told her.
And then she punched me....hard.