“That’s right, I guess it would have been five minutes more before I had managed to clean myself up. I got a washcloth and managed to stop his cum leaking out until I had got my panties back on. My hair and make-up was a bit messed, so I worked on that too. When I got back downstairs, I remember feeling so terribly guilty when I walked back into the dining room. There were nine people there, all sitting down again, enjoying Paul’s dessert, but the only people I could see were you and Paul, I felt that I had just betrayed both of you. But you were both oblivious to what had happened. I looked at Arnie too, but there were no knowing glances from him, he was just behaving like nothing had happened. But I had just had a man other than my husband screw me for the first time since I had met Paul … it took me a long time to get over that.”
“Did any of us ask you where you’d been?”
“Yes, Paul did … obviously, because I had been away so long. It might have been fifteen minutes by now. I just said something about unexpected women’s troubles, you know, that covers a multitude of sins. It could have meant I had just got a period or I had haemorrhoids or anything.”
“Hey, it’s funny you should say that, I think I remember the night now, it’s vaguely coming back to me. I recall you saying that about women’s troubles and I too assumed you meant your period. I was curious because I had my period that night and our cycles have always been different … you and I have never had a period at the same time. I remember intending to ask you about it later, but I never did.”
“Well, the excuse satisfied Paul … he stayed away from me that night. It would have been embarrassing if he had wanted to have sex that night and he finds another man’s cum inside me.”
“Did you change Paul’s towel that night … you know, after Arnie had wiped his dick on it?”
“Funny you should mention that, no I didn’t, I forgot. And when we were going to bed, he came out of the bathroom wiping his body with it and I felt a sudden regret that I was letting Paul unknowingly rub Arnie’s cum into his clean body.”
“Thanks for telling me, even though it took you a few years. It just endorses what I already knew about him … no woman, even my best friend, was safe when sweet Arnie was around.”
Chapter 2
Both women enjoyed their week together, reminiscing about the fun times that they had enjoyed over their long friendship. Nicole was due to leave Friday afternoon after Lindsay got home from school … and Paul was due in from the airport at about 6pm. Judy’s plan was, as always at the end of these two-week business trips, to drop her daughter off at her mother’s house. By the time that Paul arrived home, she would have enjoyed a hot soaking bath, dressed in an alluring peignoir, applying perfume to all the good parts of her body. They would have a quick one-course candle-lit dinner and be in bed by about eight. They would then barely sleep all night as the two would simply enjoy each other’s bodies until dawn. Then they would stay in bed and actually sleep until lunchtime and collect Lindsay from her mother around three on Saturday.
It was a great plan that had worked so well countless times before … but not on this Friday. About midday, Judy went routinely to the toilet and when she lowered her panties to pee, she saw several large red spots in the crotch of her panties. ‘Oh shit no, my damn period must be early!’ It was and within an hour, she realised that it had come on quickly, her plans for a night in bed with Paul had just become very messy. She unburdened her dilemma to her best friend … Nicole was sympathetic, but had no answers. There were none!
But as Judy sat in the chair in the spare bedroom watching Nicole pack, a devious plan stirred in her brain. “Nicky, can I bounce an idea off you?”
“Sure Jude, whatever!”
“How would you feel about staying another night?”
“What … you mean stay tonight?” Judy answered her friend’s question with another question. “But why, this is your big night with Paul?”
“Not any more it isn’t.”
“Oh, of course … your period … I guess your plans have changed?”
“They have a bit. I was just thinking that maybe you could help out … and in the process relieve some of my guilt.”
“Jude, I don’t think I like where this is heading … you’ve got that devious look in your eye.”
“Me … I’m never devious!”
“Not half … Jude, I’ve known you too long, I recall some of the hare-brained schemes you’ve come up with over the years. So what’s this one?”
“If you were to stay over, you could substitute for me with Paul tonight.”
“What … that is the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever come up with. No way Jude!”
“Please, hear me out … we could pull it off, really! Paul always has a shower before bed, so when he has his shower, we turn off the lights in the bedroom, make it really dark and you take my place in bed.”
“Jude, this is stupid, I can’t believe you’re even thinking this.”
“Nicky, for years, I was riddled with guilt about having Arnie that night and not knowing how to tell you. Now that I’ve managed to tell you, the next thing is to make it up to you … to make us even. This is the perfect way, you can have Paul tonight and then we’ve each had the other husband once.”
“And just what do you think your loyal devoted husband will think of this plan?”
“That’s why you’ll have to start in the dark. I know that Paul would never go for it if I just told him over dinner what I wanted you two to do. But once he’s got his cock up inside you and he’s about to cum, you can just turn on the light and tell him. He’s not going to pull out at that stage, you know what men are like when they’ve got their cock in a warm vagina. You can just tell him it’s all okay with both of us and for him to just go for it.”
“You are positively mad … a crazy woman … it will never work. What if he’s pissed off about being tricked?”
“I know Paul, I don’t think he will be. He likes you, Nicky, he really does. We’ve had these talks over the years, you know, silly stuff like who would you like to have sex with if it was okay with the other one. He has always nominated you.”
“And who did you nominate?”
“Oh never mind.”
“Was it Arnie?”
“No, strangely enough, it wasn’t. I used to tell him that it was his boss at work.”
“You probably didn’t need to nominate Arnie, because you’d already had him.”
“Ooh, still sensitive about my revelation, aren’t you? All the more reason to do this with Paul, it will make you feel better. Besides, your body needs a man … a real man, Nicky … not a pretend black penis.”
“God, you’re right about that … I have not had a real man’s dick inside me for a month. Just you talking about it is getting me wet … but even so, your plan is too far-fetched to work. I don’t want to do it.”
It took Judy an hour and a couple of vodkas before Nicole could be convinced to try this weird exchange. Even though Nicole eventually agreed, she had grave misgivings and told Judy that she would be extremely nervous.
Judy picked up Lindsay from school, brought her home, packed a bag for her and drove her to her grandmother’s house. Then Judy hurried back to her own home, organised a hot bath for her friend, insisting that Nicole use Judy’s bath soap and talcum and then to discreetly dab Judy’s perfume behind her ears, between her breasts and at the top of each thigh. Nicole improvised and dabbed a little between her arse cheeks as well.
Judy told Nicole to dress down for dinner, covering up the squeaky clean and perfumed body with sweat pants and top. When Paul arrived home, there was no hiding his disappointment when he saw Nicole’s car still parked on his driveway. The two women were sitting together in the Living Room when he walked in so he couldn’t very well ask ‘Why is she still here?’ although he wanted to. Wanting to keep her menstrual cramps hidden from her husband until bedtime, Judy put on a warm happy demeanour that implied to Paul that everything was normal and that he could expect a hot night of sex despite the presence of a houseguest.
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When Judy went into the kitchen for the final stages of dinner preparation, Paul followed … eager to find out why Nicole was staying another night.
“Does she know that we always treat my first night back as special so that we can be alone together? Why does she think we sent Lindsay away for the night?”
“It’s alright, Paul … she knows to expect sex noises all night. I’ve told her what we’re like when you get home from one of these trips.”
“It’s not just noise, Jude … you know what you’re like, you scream like a banshee when you come … the noise is unreal. She won’t be able to sleep through it.”
“Yes, yes … I’ve told her all that, Paul. But I just couldn’t send her back to that lonely house where there are all the memories of Arnold. She’s really missing him … but more than that, she’s missing the sex. She is climbing the walls … you know that she hasn’t had a man inside her in a month. She’s using vibrators and dildos, but she says that’s no substitute.”
“I bet it’s not, Jude … so why didn’t you offer to have me give her one … purely as therapy of course?”
Judy smiled at her husband, amazed that he was thinking along the same lines as her. “God, you can be so crude at times … give her one, do you mind? But actually I very nearly did, Paul … you wouldn’t believe it, but I did consider it. Then I realised that you wouldn’t want to do it … out of loyalty to me … and our marriage of course. Although I would have been okay with it.” She watched him carefully, eager to get his reaction ahead of her strategic plan for tonight.
She failed to get a meaningful response when he turned his answer into humour. “Just imagine the Yellow Pages advert, ‘Paul the Magic Fucker … have prick, will make you come.’”
“Be serious, Paul, would you have done it with her if I said it was okay with me?”
“Purely hypothetical, Jude … it’s never going to happen, so what’s the point of debating it.”
Judy turned back to serving up the meal. “Oh Paul, sometimes you are so infuriating.”
“Why, because I won’t play your what if games?”
“Yes, humour me!”
But Paul wouldn’t be drawn any more, so Judy was none the wiser on what Paul’s reaction would be when he found out just whose cunt his cock was buried in just before his first coming tonight.
Despite Paul’s initial hostility at finding that Nicole was staying an extra night, dinner for three was an enjoyable experience and with the wine flowing freely, the conversation flowed throughout too. When they had finished eating, it was still early … only around 8.15pm. “Paul, I’ll clear up the dishes, why don’t you go off and have your shower … I’ll be up and in bed by the time you come out of the bathroom. I’ve explained to Nicky what we do on the night you get home from two weeks away … she’s cool, she’s just going to stay down here and watch TV for a few hours.”
“Okay, sounds like just what the doctor ordered … early to bed. Sorry to leave you alone down here, Nicky … but Jude tells me you understand.”
“No, that’s fine, Paul … you two go and have your fun. I’ll be alright.”
Paul hurried upstairs, heading for the en suite bathroom. Judy waited until she heard the water running, then grabbed Nicole’s hand. “Come on, quick Nicky, got to get you into my bed in a hurry.” They scurried up the stairs. “Paul has unbelievably long showers, so he’ll be a while … but I have so much to tell you, so that you don’t blow it too soon.”
They rushed into the master bedroom. “Nicky, start getting those sweats off, I’ll pick out one of my negligees for you.” Judy grabbed one that Paul liked and threw it on the bed as Nicole discarded the sweats and stood there … perfumed and naked. Even though they were close friends, Judy barely ever saw her friend naked. “Wow, you still look pretty good, he’s gonna love this night … just don’t be too good though, I want him back in the morning.”
“Jude, I am so nervous … you wouldn’t believe it, I am literally trembling. Even though Arnie was shagging every woman he could find, I’ve been very true to him all these years … I haven’t been with another man since before we were married. For God’s sake, that’s five years. Jude, this was a stupid idea of yours … it won’t work, he’ll suss it out before he gets inside me.”
“Not if you listen carefully to me … men are very routine, they always like to do the same things in the same order. So pay attention, you’ll be lying in bed with a sheet over you, he’ll walk across from the bathroom door … that will be the only light and I’ll tell him to switch that off.”
“When … when are you going to tell him, he’s already in the bathroom? He’ll be in here in five minutes.”
“Didn’t I tell you, I’ll be hiding down behind that chair in the corner, so I can answer any questions until he reaches the bed.”
“You’re mad … stark raving mad! No way are you going to be in the room while your husband has me.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’ll be embarrassed, that’s why. I can’t do it with Paul while you’re there watching.”
“I can’t see anything, it will be dark.”
“But you’ll be able to hear us.”
“You won’t be saying anything … remember you’re supposed to be me, so keep quiet.”
“I’ll probably be moaning with pleasure … won’t I?”
“Yes, good thought … you will be! Now here’s what I do … when it starts feeling good and I know a climax is on its way, I start making these sounds. I don’t know why I do it … it’s just a reaction to feeling good. It sort of sounds like aarghh … aarghh!”
Nicole laughed. “Sounds like a dog growl.”
“Well, I am a bitch in heat!” They both laughed. “Oh shit, I forgot … I was telling you what he’ll do when he gets to the bed. He’ll slide in under the sheet, he’ll be on his side facing you, so if he’s hard already, you’ll feel that against your thigh, then he’ll reach down and pull your negligee all the way up so its bunched above your breasts. Lift up and take it off if you want … then he’ll put one hand on your breast and start touching, working on the nipple. He’ll come down to you for a kiss, there’ll be lots of tongue.”
“In my mouth, or should I stick my tongue into his?”
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“No Nicky, you hold back, let him stick his tongue in yours. Shit, I better show you, here try this!” Judy grasped her best friend of 29 years and for the first time ever they French-kissed, Judy slipping her tongue between Nicole’s lips and the two tongues wrestling. When Judy pulled back, she looked down at Nicole, they were both breathing heavily. “Umm, that was nice!”
“Yes it was, Jude … I’ve known you for almost thirty years and now I find you may have lesbian tendencies.”
“Get out of here, Nicky … I was just showing you what he’s likely to do.”
“And you showed me very well … it felt good.”
“Great … can we get past the kissing? Only one kiss, but it could go a couple of minutes.”
“Where should I have my hands while he’s kissing me? What do you do … do you put your hand behind his head?”
“Yes, yes! Do that, I usually do!” Judy was talking fast … sounding very excited. “Then, after the kiss, his lips will move down and he’ll work on your breasts for a while … until the nipples are very stiff.”
“I hope mine react the same way yours do.”
“I’m sure they will, then he’ll keep kissing his way down over your tummy.”
“Umm, sounding good … I think I’m going to like this.”
“Don’t get your hopes up, he’s into licking your clit, but he never stays there long enough for me to cum. It’s probably my fault … for years I told him that while I like that, there was nothing like coming with him inside me. So suddenly, just when you’re starting to feel good…”
“And just when I start to make that noise, right?”
“Yes, good … that’s good, you’re paying attention. Then he just moves between your legs and eases it in. It depends how wet I am, but usually about three or four pushes until it’s all in.”
“Shush Jude … shit, the showers off, he’s finished … oh shit, shit! I’m so nervous.”
“You’ll be fine. Just one more thing … Paul is a fair bit thicker than Arnie.”
“Now you tell me … oh God no! What if I’m too tight … he’ll know for sure.”
“Don’t panic … quick, I’ve gotta get the light. He could come out any moment.”
Judy jumped up, switched the light out and the room was dark, very dark … she had lowered the blinds earlier so there was no moonlight coming in the windows. She rushed across and just got behind the chair in the corner when the door to the en suite bathroom opened and a shaft of light crossed the room. Nicole nervously tugged the sheet up tight under her chin. ‘Just as well we are the same hair colour,’ she thought, her honey blonde hair spread out on the pillow as she saw Paul framed for a moment in the light coming through the door. His hard erection, standing straight out from his body, was silhouetted in the light and Nicole felt a distinct pulsing between her legs as she admired her first real-life human hard-on in a month. ‘My God, that should be inside me in a minute.’
A male voice from the doorway broke the silence, “Why is it so dark in here, Jude? I want to see the woman I am making love to.”
Nicole cringed nervously. ‘It’s not going to work, I knew it wouldn’t,’ she thought before Judy’s voice from behind the chair behind her answered her husband.
“Turn that bathroom light out Paul, I want to try something new … total darkness. I read in a magazine how sensual it can be … it heightens the senses of touch and hearing. We can put a light on later in the night if you want to watch me.”
‘Yes, great answer,’ thought Nicole as she watched Paul turn to switch off the bathroom light, the movement bringing his hard erection from silhouette to spot-lit just before the light went out. Nicole assessed his hard manhood from a distance and liked what she saw. Unlike Arnold, he was circumcised and the head was round and smooth … ‘Sleek and ready for action,’ she mused. She thought that she saw a drop of pre-cum juice oozing from the tip, but deduced that could have been wishful thinking on her part. ‘My God, I need it so badly, I’m getting wet just looking at it. Shit, I hope nothing goes wrong … I need him to get me off!’
The room was now totally black, the two women could hear Paul’s soft footsteps walking to the side of the bed … Nicole felt the sheet tugged from her grasp as Paul pulled it back to get into bed. The moment of truth! Nicole felt the mattress dip to her right as Paul got into bed alongside her … then just as Judy had forecast, he reached down and pulled her negligee all the way up … until it was bunched above her breasts. She lifted up her shoulders and pulled the filmy garment over her head, tossing it aside. ‘That was a waste of time putting that on,’ she thought as she lay her now nude body back down and felt his stiff erection touch her outer thigh. She had been right, there was moisture on the tip as it brushed her leg, high up.
Paul’s hand cupped the breast furthest from him and Nicole trembled … as much from nerves as from the first feel of a man’s hand on her body in a month. “Oh Jude, it’s good to be home … to feel your hot body. I need you so badly tonight. When I saw Nicky here, I was scared we weren’t going to get to do it.” Nicole feared he would be expecting an answer but before she could think of whether to grunt or moan in reply, his head lowered and she felt his lips brush her cheek. “Damn the darkness, where’s your mouth?”
Silently, Nicole improvised, lifting her hands and taking hold of his head on both sides, pulling it down to her lips. His need was obvious from the first touch of their lips and she allowed hers to part as she felt the tip of his tongue pushing quickly into her mouth. She stiffened her wet tongue to meet his and the tongue tips played passionately for a moment before she softened hers and allowed the two to begin a sensual wrestle, twisting and entwining around each other. Her responding moans of pleasure were natural and her own. His right hand was moving constantly, the palm fondling her whole breast, then using just the fingers to play with her nipple.
From behind the chair, Judy could hear the sounds of the two lovers on the bed and she wished that she had arranged some kind of soft light so that she could watch the meeting of two eager bodies happening. She found it to be a surreal occasion … and very arousing for her. On her knees on the floor, she slipped her hand down and placed it on the outside of her slacks, right in the crotch area and squeezed her thighs together. The only previous time that she had ever been in the same room as a couple having sex was that night back in college when the guy had both she and Nicole, one after the other. Nicole had gone first and Judy recalled waiting anxiously, watching them do it and hoping that the guy could keep it up to do her as well.
On the bed, the first kiss was a long one … Nicole was loving her first male contact in a month, her body constantly moving, all nervousness gone now. Both nipples were stiff and standing tall under the ministrations of his fingers and her breathing was heavy and ragged from the seduction of his tongue in her mouth. One hand was in his hair, constantly on the move pulling his head tightly down so that his mouth was pressed firmly to hers. Her other hand had worked its way down between their bodies and now held his erection tightly, sliding the palm of her hand around and over the head and the shaft. Nicole had completely forgotten Judy’s instructions … she was making love to Judy’s husband on her own terms.
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Their lips parted, his mouth sliding down over her neck, giving loving pecks and bites with his lips, tongue and teeth … the sound of their combined heavy breathing filling the room with sensual lust. Nicole’s hand had stayed on the back of his head and she helped guide his mouth to one breast where his lips devoured her nipple and her moans told him how much she was loving it. First one breast, then the other, Paul kept switching, not allowing either orb to feel neglected for more than a few seconds.
Nicole felt the tingling sensations deep in her lower body become pulsing throbs as her body responded to Paul’s loving and she knew that her initial need would be satiated soon. But she had to have something touching her clitoris – and now, it was the trigger that would ignite the explosions within her. Reluctantly, she took away the hand that had been massaging his cock and both of her hands were now in his hair, taking control, forcibly steering his mouth down over her belly toward that magic spot.
“You are so hot tonight, Jude … it’s like you haven’t had it for a month, not just two weeks,” mumbled Paul against her skin as Nicole drove his head downward over her smooth warm belly. His lips trawled through her sparse pubic hair and found her engorged clitoris at the top of her now sopping slit.
In the heat of passion, Nicole dared to speak in a disguised gasping tone, “There, do it there!” She was so caught up in the heat of the moment. Judy cringed behind the chair, fearing that Paul would detect that Nicole’s voice was not hers. But if he noticed, he never let on … because he too was caught up in the heat of the exchange. His tongue painted her clitoris, sliding up and down over it, then taking it between his lips and tugging its length into his mouth for his tongue to again wash it.
Nicole was screaming out her pleasure, but it was her own moans, not the strange growling sounds of Paul’s wife. When it seemed that Paul was about to desert her clitoris to climb up her body in his usual ritual, Nicole clamped her raised thighs around his head and her hands placed such pressure that he couldn’t move his head away from her mound. “Stay there!” she screamed at him, again risking exposure. Nicole was now deep in the throes of an impending orgasm that was not to be denied.
Her body – with Paul’s head clamped between her taut thighs – lifted clear off the bed, only her head and feet in contact with the mattress as her orgasm hit her and her whole lower body convulsed as shuddering and throbbing took over from deep within. Paul’s tongue stilled and he held her clit between his lips as she shuddered and shook through her climax.
On the floor behind the chair, Judy was eager to jump up and switch a light on to reveal all, but she held back, wanting to let the lovers come down from their sensual high. But while she knelt back there, contemplating the right moment to make a move and reveal all, on the bed Nicole had relaxed the grip of her thighs and Paul – with his head released – moved swiftly up over her body. Nicole, through her sensual haze, felt his hard wet-tipped cock nudging in the valley of her wet slit, slipping and sliding amongst so much moisture.
Instinctively, Nicole drew her thighs back, bending her knees and she used her hands to hold them up high, spreading her opening wide to receive a cock that Judy had told her was broader than Arnold’s. Paul used his hand to steer it to the opening of this woman’s cunt and he pushed hard. The woman beneath him grunted as the large smooth head of his cock pushed firmly into her … and she was immediately conscious of its extra girth.
“God, you feel tighter!” said Paul as he pushed again and some of his shaft followed the head into her too. Another grunt from the woman beneath him! Meanwhile, Judy realised that her moment for revelation had temporarily passed, she would have to wait down behind the chair for Paul to cum inside her best friend. She wondered if he had yet realised that something was different tonight … or was her husband so consumed with getting his rocks off that he didn’t notice or care.
Another push from Paul into Nicole’s cunt! “Jude, you must have shrunk while I’ve been gone.” Undaunted, Paul shoved his cock forward again, drawing a whimper from the woman beneath him. “You’re so tight … are you okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?” Not wanting to verbally answer, Nicole took her hands off her thighs and placed them on his arse cheeks, pulling his lower body toward her. Paul got her unspoken message and pushed on twice more, until his hard cock bottomed out inside her, drawing an expressive gasp from the woman whose tight cunt he now totally filled.
Nicole managed to answer with a brief “I’m fine,” trying to make it sound like her friend, but the only reaction from Paul was to draw back his cock and then plunge it into her again. And so the next stage of the ritual began with Paul’s hard thick cock plunging and pillaging through Nicole’s tight juicy cunt. She didn’t expect it, but she found her body responding again … the thrusts of insertion from Paul so strong and powerful that her clit and her inner g spot were aroused by his lovemaking.
When Paul realised from her telltale heavy breathing that another orgasm was imminent for her, he told her “Come on Jude, let it go, you’ve got time, I’m good, I can hold on. Come for me, baby!” Paul’s lips came down and clamped to Nicole’s again, she was so eager for another passionate kiss that their tongues met in his mouth this time. She locked her legs around his arse … her fingers now raked his back as the pulsing became a trembling and her second orgasm exploded from within. “That’s great, I’m with you honey!” Paul yelled, but Nicole didn’t care, her loud breathless panting telling Paul and Judy that she was in blissful release, her cunt throbbing its finish around Paul’s spasming cock as he delivered his cum deep into her receptive body.
Paul’s body collapsed onto Nicole, his head flopping down alongside hers, his lips burrowing into her neck and he whispered “I loved it, Nicky!” so that only she could hear him. Hearing him call her by her own name, she tightened her arms and legs around him and her head turned so that her tongue could lick his ear to show her response to his recognition that it was indeed her beneath him. They lay together for just a few minutes before the sound of a light switch being activated drew them awake from their post-coital slumber.
The two lovers opened their eyes, blinking from the sudden brightness of the two beside lamps and Paul lifted his head up, looking down on Nicole with a broad contented smile. She was so happy that she began to laugh. The two naked lovers both turned at the same time to look at a fully clothed Judy standing beside the bed, an excited look on her face.
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Nicole spoke first. “Jude, he knew … I don’t know when he realised that it was me, but he knew.”
“Oh shit, when … how? Tell me … talk to me, you two!”
“He called me by my name just after he came. You probably didn’t hear it … he whispered it.”
Paul joined in. “You two couldn’t fool me … you think I couldn’t feel the difference between your bodies … or the sounds that you make.”
Judy looked disappointed, they were spoiling her fun. “I bet you were fooled for a while … so when did you think it was her?”
Paul felt awkward lying on top of his wife’s best friend with his cock wedged tightly in her cunt while he was talking to his wife. He made a move as if to withdraw, but Nicole greedily tightened her hold on him. “Please … not yet … you feel so good inside me.” Then Nicole turned to Judy, “I’m sorry Jude, can I have him just a little longer?”
“Yes of course, Nicky! Paul, don’t pull out just because I’m here. My intention was for you two to have each other all night tonight. This is as much for Nicky as it is for you … I want you to give her a really good time.”
“But why, Jude … just because she hasn’t had a man for a month?”
“Not just that, Paul … I got my period today, I wasn’t expecting it. I knew you’d be disappointed if we couldn’t do it tonight … so I just organised a surrogate for you for tonight.”
Paul smiled in appreciation and with Judy’s approval ringing in his ears, he pushed his still three-quarter sized cock back tightly into Nicole and she gave an approving moan. Then he turned again to look at his wife. “Wow, you get some crazy ideas at times, but this is one of the weirdest.”
From beneath him, Nicole endorsed that sentiment, “I said that too, Paul … I didn’t think it would work.”
“Basically Paul, just as much as doing that for you, I was concerned that Nicky had been barren for a month, she was resorting to using dildos. Anyway, I love you both so much that I decided it was my gift to you.” Then she frowned at them both, “But for one night only … okay!”
Both of the lovers nodded their agreement.
“I’ll get very angry if I ever find out that both of you ever got together again after tomorrow morning.”
Nicole was first to respond. “I wouldn’t dare, Jude … I value our friendship too much. I just want to thank you for the enormous … ummm!” She felt Paul push up tightly into her again. “…Oh yes, err, enormous sacrifice…”
“What is it, Nicky … what’s wrong?” asked Judy.
“Oh, just as I was saying the word enormous, Paul’s dick stiffened inside me.” Her eyes closed to savour the sensation before she opened them and spoke again. “Oh God, it feels as good as new again.” She looked up into Paul’s eyes with desire, his face hovering above hers. “Are you going to do me again?”
“As soon as Jude stops waffling.” Paul turned to look at his wife and smiled. “I’m sorry honey, but you more than anyone should know what I’m like when I get home from these trips. The first time I cum doesn’t even take the edge of my horniness. So Jude, do you want to stay and watch some more or are you going to leave me to fuck your best friend?”
Judy leaned over to plant a kiss on her husband’s cheek. “Do you two mind if I watch for a little while? I may not be able to cope with it, but I’m curious to see what it looks like from over here when Paul’s making love, but I’m not the one getting it.”
“Be our guest,” said Nicole nonchalantly without even looking at Judy, her eyes revealing her rampant desire to the man whose penis again filled her tightly. She lifted her legs to once more wrap them around his arse and she part raised her face toward him, her lips parting, indicating her desire to be kissed … Paul obliged eagerly.
Judy eased herself back into the chair that she had previously hidden behind, tucking her legs up under her. The room was now semi-lit by bedside lamps on each side of the bed head. With mixed feelings, she watched the resumption of the coital action that previously she had only been able to hear. She was surprised at how completely her dearest husband appeared to lose himself in the intense kissing of Nicole … his lips and tongue very obviously active on hers.
Judy’s eyes wandered along the entwined bodies, looking for a sign that Paul had begun fucking her best friend again, but while their bodies rolled and writhed together, Paul did not appear to have begun withdrawing and thrusting again. The two seemed content to have his cock just firmly wedged deep within her cunt.
The kiss broke at last and Paul immediately ducked his head down for his mouth to move over and around Nicole’s left breast, the one that was nearest to Judy, seated in the chair. She watched fascinated, studying the technique that Paul had only ever used on her breasts before this night. ‘I know how that feels,’ she thought as she watched.
When he had successfully teased and stretched Nicole’s left nipple to an erect state, Paul moved across and began his oral assault on her right breast. Judy could see that Paul’s seductive mouth and tongue – with maybe some light grazing on her tender flesh by his teeth – was having the desired effect on Nicole. The newly single woman began moving her lower body beneath Paul, trying to engage him into the traditional sexual ritual of fucking … her hands going to his arse cheeks and tugging him to her firmly, her heels giving an assist by digging into his arse too.
Paul was now completely oblivious that his wife was watching from her chair not six feet away … he raised his head up from Nicole’s breasts and looked down into her pleading eyes and she spoke to him in a deep guttural tone, “I want you again! Please do it now … please!”
Judy watched as Paul’s arse pulled back and from her side view, she could see his hard cock in profile, slick with Nicole’s juices, pulling out of her, his arse moving against the pressure she was applying to pull him into her hard. When barely the head remained inside her, he shoved forward hard, his broad, thick cock driving into her warm, juicy cunt.
“Oh yes,” she screamed. “That’s what I want … give it to me now!”
Nicole’s body was thrusting up at Paul, her arse lifting up off the bed with every withdrawal of his cock as she chased ultimate copulation with her best friend’s husband. Watching this sensual coupling intensify, Judy felt arousal within herself, her breasts hurt, the nipples hard and rigid, straining against her bra. She thought there was probably moisture seeping from her cunt, but in the first day of her monthlies, she really didn’t want to go there.
She could only watch the couple in action for a short time … then it became too painful. She realised that she wasn’t cut out to be a voyeur, particularly where it involved her own husband with her best friend of nearly thirty years. Judy quietly rose from the chair and tiptoed to the door. She paused in the doorway before leaving the room and looked back one last time. Apart from her beautiful daughter, the two people that she loved most in the entire world were entwined, intent on pursuing mutual sexual satisfaction … they were blissfully unaware of her departure.
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Judy went back downstairs and busied herself cleaning up after dinner … she stacked the dishwasher, put the scraps in the rubbish and cleared the cloth off the table. She poured herself another wine and sat down to try to watch TV. It was tuned to a movie, but Judy couldn’t concentrate … her mind was back up in her bedroom, thinking of the copulating couple she had just watched. She was full of self-doubt, pondering whether she had really done the right think in endorsing their coming together for one night. Could she confine the pair to just one night, or having put them in such an inviting position, would they seek to continue the relationship, perhaps behind her back?
Around midnight, Judy woke with a start, she had fallen asleep on the lounge. She was surprised that she had been able to sleep with her mind in such a muddle. The TV was still blaring … she got up and turned it off. ‘I’ve been able to sleep here … so maybe I’ll be able to get to sleep in bed after all,’ she thought as she switched off all the lights and made the climb up the stairs. She was apprehensive as she approached the master bedroom, ‘I wonder if they’re still at it?’
Judy paused at the door and all seemed quiet … she pushed the door and slipped inside. The bedside lights were still on, illuminating the naked couple on the bed. The sheet had been kicked back long ago, so that Judy could easily see that her husband was now on the bottom, lying flat on his back, a picture of perfect contentment. He appeared to be asleep, but was that a slight smile on his face. Nicole lay atop him, so Judy could see only her back … Paul’s arms were thrown around her, cuddling her to him, even in sleep.
Nicole’s head was alongside Paul’s, her mouth buried into his neck, her legs were bent at the knees, tucked up beside his hips from where she had obviously been sitting on him, riding him. As Judy moved up close to the bed, she bent over to stare down below Nicole’s arse, between her thighs at where Judy soon realised that she could see Paul’s still quite large cock was still buried in Nicole’s vagina, despite the pair appearing to be asleep.
Judy continued to watch in awe of something she had never contemplated … but one of her hands had made its way to her mound, pushing in against the silky material of her negligee, between her upper thighs. Her other hand rubbed sensuously around her breasts, pushing the silk against her hard nipples. She thought of her husband’s cum, spurting violently, deeply into Nicole’s rectum.
From the bed, the combined sounds of two contented sexual beings gasped out the verbal remnants of a combined orgasm that had rocked both of them to the core. As Paul’s erection subsided – it would probably be his last for at least 24 hours – he stayed wedged inside Nicole’s arse as he gently pulled her legs from under her, allowing her body to lay flat on the bed … his falling down on top of her, still joined. She moaned a little as the straightening of her body caused her anus to tighten around the softening intruder.
“Should I pull out?” asked Paul with concern for her comfort.
“Only when you want to … I’m alright! That move would have hurt if you’d done that while you were still up big, but it’s okay now.”
A jealous twinge swept through Judy as she watched her husband affectionately sweep Nicole’s hair’s away from her neck and his mouth came down to kiss her passionately on the back of the neck. At the same time, his hands came up to grasp her arms and cuddle her. The two on the bed each gave a satisfying moan indicating their contentment. Judy turned and swiftly left the room, this time choosing not to look back at the entwined couple on the bed. ‘What have I done?’ she thought as she descended the stairs to make a morning cup of coffee.
Paul and Nicole woke from their latest sex-induced slumber about 8am and showered together before dressing and making their way downstairs. They found a solemn looking Judy sitting at the kitchen table drinking her second cup of coffee for the day.
Judy looked up at the happy laughing couple and forced a smile of greeting. “Well, how did it go, you two?”
Nicole stepped ahead of Paul and went to her long-time friend, throwing her arms around Judy and placing their cheeks together. “I will never know how to thank you … that was a very self-less thing that you did last night, giving Paul to me. Oh God, how I needed a night like that. He was fantastic … Jude, you a very lucky woman, to have such a good husband and lover as that.”
Judy’s smile became a little more real as she soaked up the appreciation and compliments from her friend. Then as Nicole moved away, Paul stepped forward to similarly throw his arms around his wife, his kiss not cheek to cheek, but aimed squarely on her lips. It was firm and passionate and it made Judy feel good and just a little reassured after witnessing some of his tender moments with Nicole.
“Honey, that was the gesture of a secure, confident, loving wife and mother … who could be so thoughtful as to give me such a wonderful gift on the night that I came home. Both Nicky and I really do appreciate what you did … and what you must have gone through, listening and watching us through the night.”
“I didn’t think you knew I was there,” answered Judy.
“A couple of times we did,” said Paul.
“So asking if it was good for you two would be a silly question?”
“Oh … good for us,” said Nicole. “It was an unreal experience.” She looked adoringly across at Paul. “I don’t know how many times your man made me come. He is amazing in bed…” Then Nicole thought of that standing fuck in the middle of the night, “…and out of it too!”
Paul endorsed her enthusiasm. “What a body, what a tight cunt, just a fuckin’ great night.” He turned to look lovingly back at Judy, “Thanks to you, honey. I guess I’m going to owe you big time. I guess you’re going to want equal rights.”
Judy thought of telling him that she had had Nicole’s ex, Arnold, so she was already partway there to equal rights, but decided that now was not the time to reveal that to her hubby. Instead, she asked a question that she was dying to ask, “So you did it up Nicky’s arse, how was it?”
Paul’s face broke into a warm grin and he stole a glance across at Nicole before answering. “Oh Jude, unreal … absolutely unreal. You’ve got to try it sometime.”
Nicole chimed in, “Yes Jude, you really would like it … Arnie and I did it a lot. I know you think it will hurt, but it doesn’t really. It just takes a little getting used to … I could help you prepare.” Then her face indicated an idea springing into her head, “Hey, you could even try it today … you know, with having your period and all.”
Paul answered before Judy could get a word in, “Hey, go easy Nicky, I think I’m done for the day. You’ll remember you couldn’t get me up again in the shower.”
“Oh men, what are you lot good for? You cum a few times and then you wimp out,” responded Nicole.
“Well, there’s appreciation for you,” said Paul.
Nicole stepped across and kissed his cheek. “Oh come on, you know I didn’t mean that.” Then turning again to Judy, her best friend continued, “But seriously Jude, I really would like to see you try anal … it can be such fun.”
Judy at last got a chance to respond, “I don’t know, we’ll see” Thinking that it may now have become a contest with her best friend to keep her husband content, she said, “Yeah, maybe we could try it, Paul … if you really want to.”
“I do really want to, Jude … I think I’m hooked.” Paul’s words brought a sudden chill to Judy and again the fear raised itself that she may have let the genie out of the bottle. Would she be able to keep these two apart in the future?
Almost as if Nicole could read her mind, she came over to stand alongside Judy, “Jude, I just want you to know how much I love and respect you two. What Paul and I did last night will never happen again … we talked about it after our shower together this morning. We both love you so much, Jude, that we will never do that again, as great as it was.”
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Judy looked up into Nicole’s face, “Thank you, Nicky, I hope not!”
Nicole lowered her face to Judy and brought their lips together, one of Nicole’s hands holding Judy’s cheek steady. Judy was stunned when the kiss turned out to be fiery and passionate and Nicole forced Judy’s lips to part and her tongue insinuated itself into Judy’s mouth. Judy’s eyes tried to dart toward Paul to gauge his reaction, but she couldn’t see around Nicole’s face. Judy gave up and surrendered to the passion in the kiss.
When Nicole eventually broke the kiss, Judy felt that her cheeks were flushed and she looked embarrassingly at Paul, whose eyes were nearly bugging out of his head. Then she looked back at Nicole, still standing close. “Wha… what did you do that for?”
Unashamedly, Nicole told her, “Remember, you kissed me last night, while Paul was in the shower … it felt really nice, Jude. I just wanted to do it again.”
At last, Paul could speak, “What’s this … what kiss last night?”
Judy managed to compose herself, her pulse racing. “Oh it was nothing Paul, I was just showing Nicky how you would kiss her when you got into bed and you didn’t know it was her.”
“Must have made an impression on Nicky, that kiss then was something else. I’m going to have to watch you two.”
Nicole, still standing above Judy’s chair, winked down at her best friend.
The ringing of the phone broke the awkward silence and Judy jumped up to answer it. “Hello … yes, I’m Judy Summers.” There was a pause as she listened to the caller and Judy looked up to see Nicole and Paul watching curiously. “Yes, I do remember you, Chad … yeah, the college years were great. I don’t know if I miss them now though. Yes, I’m happily married to a great man, I have a little girl … yes, life agrees with me.” Judy smiled at her husband and her best friend who were now really curious.
The phone conversation continued, “I don’t think I could, Chad … that’s really nice of you to ask.” Another pause while Judy listened to the caller and Paul and Nicole listened only to her end of the call. “Yes, I still see Nicky, yes she’s my best friend. She might want to go, but I can’t see myself coming. Yes Chad, I’ll ask her … what’s your number?” Judy began writing a phone number down on the notepad by the phone.
Nicole was even more curious now that her name had been included in the call. She looked at Paul, giving him an ‘I don’t have a clue’ type look.
The call was finishing, “Okay Chad, thanks for calling … yes, I’ll tell Nicky, I really will. She’ll call you … yes, goodbye Chad!” Judy placed the receiver back in the cradle. “Well Nicky, can you guess who that was?”
“No, I don’t have a clue … what is it? Is this someone from the past?”
“From the past alright … Nicky, we were only talking about him this week.” Judy looked across at Paul, whose face indicated that he was as curious as Nicole was. Judy wondered how much she should say. “Oh hell, it was all in the past … Paul, I don’t know if I ever told you about the chequered past of Nicky and I?”
“I thought I knew everything about your early days … is there something you held back?”
“Well yes, not intentionally … I guess I just didn’t know how to say it. Nicky and I only remembered him this week when we were reminiscing.”
Nicole’s face suddenly lit up. “Not that stud in college who had us both in the one night?”
Judy laughed, “You got it, that was him, Nicky … Chad. God, I don’t even know his surname.”
“So why is he ringing you?” asked Nicole.
“Yes, my question exactly!” echoed Paul.
“There’s some sort of college reunion on here in town in two weeks, he’s coming to town for it and wanted us both to go.”
“Wow!” said Nicole, “So you told him yes?”
“No, not for me, I told him I’d tell you about it … I thought you might like to go.”
“Not alone,” said Nicole, “Oh, go on Jude, you’ve got to come.”
“No way, you know about school and college reunions … it’s just a whole lot of now overweight guys lusting after the women that they had back then … or the ones that they always wanted to have.”
“Ooh, Chad may want to repeat that night,” enthused Nicole.
“I think not, well at least not for me.”
Paul had been silent through all this, but he spoke now. “So Jude, are you going to tell me more about this famous night where some guy called Chad had both you and Nicky?”
“Not now Paul, maybe some night when we’re lying together in bed, when I think that you can cope with it.”
Nicole interjected. “Paul, you were just talking about owing Jude big time, saying that she should have equal rights. So here’s your chance … it sprung up out of the blue, just like that damn cock of yours did last night … if you’ll pardon me reminding you. Show your wife some trust and encourage her to come to the reunion. Even if something were to happen for us with Chad, so what … you owe her big time, you said it yourself.”
Paul looked between the two women before responding … he was battling with his conscience. “I suppose you’re right, I can’t be selfish. Jude, you should go if you want to.”
“See Jude,” Nicole jumped in. “See, no excuses now, call him back, tell him we’re both coming…” Nicole giggled, “…and tell Chad we hope he does too.”
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Young Again
If anyone had told Jerome when he was younger that he’d have to start his entire life over when he was fifty, he’d have told them they were crazy. He and Lena had married right out of college, after dating for two years. They had kids, they had fights, they had wild make-up sex. Everything was perfect.
Until two months after Jerome’s fiftieth birthday, when Lena came home one night and said, “I’ve met someone else. I’m sorry, Jerome, I just don’t love you anymore.”
Jerome felt like he’d been bludgeoned over the head. “You what? Everything’s fine! Everything’s been fine!”
“I’ve been seeing someone for six months and you haven’t even noticed.” Lena matter-of-factly set her keys on the table in front of him. “I’m leaving, Jerome. I’m sorry. You’ve given me a good life, but now it’s time to start a new one. Good luck.”
“You can’t just walk out!”
“Yes, I can. I’ll come back for my things while you’re at work tomorrow. Allie has a key; she’ll let me in. I’m sorry, Jerome. It’s over.” She walked out.
Jerome spent the night in a fog. Thirty years together. How could Lena throw it away so easily? How could he not have known she was screwing around on him?
He woke the next morning with a dark cloud over him. It was one of the few times in almost three decades that he hadn’t found Lena beside him in the morning. And this time, she wasn’t coming back. Even if she changed her mind and wanted to return, he wouldn’t let her, not knowing that she’d fucked someone else.
Mechanically, Jerome went through his workday routine. He toyed with the idea of calling in sick; he couldn’t imagine getting through a day at the office now that his entire life had changed. But Lena had said she’d be stopping by for her things, and he definitely didn’t want to be there when she showed up. There was nowhere to go but work, so he went.
When Jerome returned home at the end of the day, he wandered through the house, taking note of everything Lena had removed. It wasn’t really much; her personal belongings and a few CDs and DVDs that she’d particularly liked. Everything else was the same as he’d left it, except for the note and papers on the kitchen table.
Jerome picked up the note and read it. “Dear Jerome, everything I want has been removed from the house. I want our marriage to end as painlessly as possible, so I’m not asking you for anything other than what I’ve already taken. Please sign the divorce papers I’ve left so we can get this over with. Sincerely, Lena.”
Right. Sign the papers. Jerome’s first thought was to burn the goddamn things. Lena didn’t even have the balls to give him the papers face to face; she had to leave them on the fucking kitchen table? Well, fuck her! But Jerome resisted the impulse. Clearly Lena had already moved on. Why hold onto someone who didn’t want to be held onto? He would sign the papers the next morning and drop them off on his way to work. Like the note said, might as well get it over with.
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The divorce was granted within two months. Jerome didn’t contest anything Lena had said, so the court hearing was quick and easy. Irreconcilable marital differences. Judicial way of saying, “My wife fucked me over,” as far as Jerome was concerned.
A few more months went by, and Jerome settled into a new routine of cooking, cleaning, working, and trying to sleep. He didn’t give himself time for any fun; nothing would have been fun without Lena. For those months, Jerome didn’t even leave the house except to work. But one Friday, two of his coworkers stopped at his desk. “There’s a get-together at the bar at the corner tonight,” Brenna, one of the receptionists said. “We’re telling everyone. You should come.”
“I don’t think so,” Jerome replied. “I don’t go out much.”
“We’ve noticed,” Nora, another receptionist, said. “That’s why we wanted to make a point of inviting you.”
“A handsome man like you shouldn’t spend all his time alone,” Brenna said. “If you come, I promise I’ll dance with you.”
“What a tempting offer.” Though Jerome wasn’t as much tempted as intrigued. Brenna was quite a bit younger than he was; he guessed her age to be somewhere in the early thirties. And she was very attractive. She must be desperate for someone to join her and Nora that night if she was offering to dance with an old man like him.
“It’s a genuine one.” Brenna winked. “You should give yourself a chance, Jerome. Have you gone out at all since your divorce?”
Of course the entire office knew about his marriage falling apart. Gossip traveled fast. “No, I haven’t, and thanks for reminding me,” Jerome snapped.
“I’m sorry. I’m such an idiot.”
“No. I’m an old grump, and I overreact sometimes. It hasn’t been that long; the wound’s still fresh. But that doesn’t give me a right to bark at you.”
Brenna’s smile lit up her face. “You aren’t old, and you aren’t overreacting. But if you want to make it up to me, you can come to the bar tonight. Right after work; none of us are bothering to change or anything.”
“I’ll be there.”
Chatting between themselves, Brenna and Nora moved on to their next victim. Jerome went back to the stack of papers on his desk. The last thing he wanted to do was go to a bar and hang out with his younger coworkers. He’d never been much for night life; he’d never had an opportunity for it. Lena had been more of a homebody, content to spend nights cuddling in front of the TV. And Jerome had been more than happy to indulge that. A bar would be loud, smoky, and crowded. But maybe that was just what he needed. Maybe a change of scenery would help him get past Lena’s betrayal.
By the end of the workday, Jerome had accepted the idea of going to the bar. He didn’t anticipate having any fun, but at least it would be a delay in going home and eating his solitary supper. He shut down his computer and stood just as Brenna came around the corner. “Ready to go?” she asked.
“Just about.” Jerome neatened the items on top of his desk. “Are you collecting everyone you asked?”
“Nope. Just making sure my dance partner is coming. Or did you forget I made you a promise?”
“I didn’t forget. I just didn’t believe a beautiful young woman like you would be serious about dancing with me.”
“You sell yourself short.” Brenna took his arm and led him toward the exit. “And you give me too much credit. You’re a good-looking man, Jerome. If you asked me, I’d date you.”
That caught Jerome off-guard. “I’m probably old enough to be your father.”
“How old are you?”
“Fifty. Remember the black balloon on my desk back awhile?”
“Ah, yes. And I’m thirty-five. So I suppose biologically you’re old enough to be my father, but you aren’t old as far as I’m concerned.”
“So you had an ulterior motive in asking me to go to the bar, huh?”
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Brenna blushed. “Truthfully, yes. I’ve seen you every day for the past few months come in, sit down, and barely speak to anyone. I know you must have been hurt by your divorce. I’ve been there; it’s been a year and a half for me. My ex-husband was fucking the next door neighbor’s daughter. She was twenty, he was forty. He told me he was leaving after he found out he’d knocked her up. Ten years I’d been begging him to have children, and he knocked up some preppy college bitch.”
Jerome wasn’t sure what to say. “I’m sorry.”
“No, I’m sorry.” Brenna pasted a smile back on her face. “I didn’t mean to unload that on you. Heaven knows you have your own problems. But I wanted you to understand you aren’t the only one who’s been hurt. There comes a time when you have to just say fuck it and move on.”
“I’m too old to move on,” Jerome said.
“You’re never too old to let yourself have a good life. Come on, let’s get to the bar; everyone’s probably waiting.”
“Everyone” turned out to be fewer than a dozen people. Apparently Brenna and Nora’s pitch for an office get-together hadn’t been very successful. But those who did show up seemed happy to be there. Jerome surprised himself by enjoying the chatter and jokes. And Brenna’s company made it even better.
After a few hours, people started to leave. “Are you heading home?” Brenna asked Jerome.
“Might as well. It’s a Friday; I’ll see what’s on TV if anything. Or maybe just go to bed. How about you?”
“I’m looking at about the same thing.” Brenna hesitated. “Maybe we could see what’s on TV together?”
Jerome didn’t want the evening to end. He’d seen Brenna around the office, of course, and had spoken with her on occasion, but tonight for the first time he’d realized what a wonderful woman she really was. But going back to her place, or his… “Might be kind of dangerous,” he said.
“TVs are only dangerous when they fall on you.” Brenna took his hand. “Please, Jerome? Truth be told, I don’t want to let you go just yet. I never realized you were such a nice person. I’d really like to spend more time with you.”
Jerome gave in, though whether it was to Brenna or to his own hormones, he wasn’t sure. “All right. My place or yours?”
“Mine’s small and a mess.”
“Mine’s big and a mess. So your choice.”
“I bet yours is big,” Brenna said in a teasing tone. “So let’s go.”
Hand in hand, they walked back to the office parking lot. “Where’s your car?” Jerome asked.
“I don’t have one. I take the bus.”
“Then I guess you’ll be riding with me.”
“Ooh, can I trust you alone in a car?”
They reached Jerome’s car, and he opened the passenger side door for Brenna. “You’ll just have to take that chance, won’t you,” he said.
“I guess so. Even if you ravish me, it beats the bus.”
On the way to Jerome’s house, they chatted about Jerome’s kids and Brenna’s plans for her life. “I was hoping to have children someday, but time’s running out,” she said.
“Didn’t you just tell me tonight that you’re never too old?” Jerome said. “You’re thirty-five. Women have babies into their forties, don’t they?”
“Yes, but to have a baby, one has to find the right man. I don’t want to be a single mother. My mother raised me alone. It wasn’t easy for her, or for me.”
“Ah. Well, I’m sure you’ll find the right man someday.”
“I certainly hope so.”
They arrived at Jerome’s and went inside. Jerome hurried around picking up dirty dishes and turning on lights. Brenna laughed at him. “You don’t have to worry, Jerome. I’m not here to inspect your house.” She sat on the couch and patted the cushion beside her. “Come sit.”
Jerome sat beside her and picked up the remote from the coffee table. “What kind of shows do you like to watch?”
“We don’t have to watch anything.” Brenna moved closer to him. “It’s been very nice spending time with you tonight. You’re a great person. Your wife was clearly an idiot.”
“So was your husband. I’m glad you bribed me into going to that bar tonight.”
“Bribed you?”
“Well, you promised me a dance, didn’t you?”
“Oh, yeah! And I didn’t deliver.” Brenna stood and took Jerome’s hands to pull him to his feet. “Dance with me, Jerome. I have to keep my promise.”
Jerome stood, and Brenna put her arms around his neck. “No music?” Jerome asked.
“We don’t need music.” She lay her head against his chest. “Just dance with me.”
Jerome held her. For the first time in years, he was holding a woman other than Lena. And judging from the movement he felt below his waist, he was enjoying it. They moved slowly together, slow dancing in the total silence. Then Brenna looked up. Without giving himself time to think, Jerome brought his lips to hers.
The kiss, soft and sweet at first, became passionate when Brenna’s tongue parted their lips. The dance stopped; only their tongues moved together. Jerome held Brenna tightly, forcing himself to resist the impulse to touch her in places where he’d never touched any woman but Lena. Brenna broke the kiss with a smile. “I wondered if you’d be as good a kisser as I thought.”
“And did I meet your expectations?” Jerome asked.
“You exceeded them. But I think I need to kiss you again to make sure.”
Their mouths came together again. This time, Brenna’s hands moved over Jerome’s body, giving him permission to do the same to her. They explored each other’s bodies until Jerome had to catch his breath. “That- this is wonderful, Brenna.” He said on the couch. “You’re wonderful.”
“So are you.” Brenna sat beside him, close enough that their thighs were pressed together. “Jerome, I… I don’t know what you’re going to think of me. I don’t usually go home with a man I haven’t dated before, but we know each other from work, and I think we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well tonight.”
“I agree, and I think I’m glad you’re here.”
“I’m not finished.” Brenna snuggled against him. “Jerome, being here with you feels good. It feels right. Please don’t think I’d say this to just anyone, but I- I want you to make love to me.”
Jerome was stunned. “You do?”
“Yes.” She looked into his eyes. “I haven’t made an idiot out of myself, have I?”
“God, no.” Jerome kissed her forehead. “It just isn’t often that a beautiful young woman sits on my couch and propositions me. I’m trying to figure out how to answer you without making an idiot out of myself. I haven’t been with anyone since my wife left, and I’ve never been with anyone but her. I don’t know how good I’d be.”
“I’m sure you have nothing to worry about. Will you, Jerome? Will you make love to me?”
“I’d be a fool to turn you down. I’d love to make love to you.” He stood. “Let’s go to my bed. I think that would be more comfortable.”
“All right.”
He let Brenna go up the stairs in front of him. Not out of any sense of being a gentleman; he wanted to see her ass. Throughout the night, he’d prevented himself from paying much attention to Brenna’s body, but now his eyes took in every inch of her. At the top of the stairs, she turned and smiled. “Do you like what you see?”
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