Chapter 4: Homecoming.

It wasn’t particularly late when I got home. Just before my usual bed time as a matter of fact. Daphne was on the couch when I walked in, and she looked smug as hell. She asked, “Did you have a good night with the guys?” I shrugged, and replied, “Meh, it was what it was, good company, and a good workout.”

She grinned at me and said, “Well I’m glad you had a good night. You ummm, wouldn’t happen to be interested, would you?” It was unusual for her to ask it out loud like that, and it kinda caught me off guard. Then I wondered if it was a test to see if I got lucky or not. I finally said, “No. I’m wiped. It was a pretty intense workout. New routine with a new coach. Really wrung me out.”

She looked disappointed, but said, “Oh. Okay. Good night then.” Despite it all, her words and expression actually made me feel bad. I finally said, “Okay, look. How about you come on up. I can eat you out, and you don't have to do anything for me at all.” She actually looked excited by that offer, and followed me up.

We stopped by to check on the kids, and when they were both asleep, we tiptoed to our room. After locking our door, I pulled her in for a kiss as I quickly stripped her down. I kissed her until her breathing got heavy, then I laid her back on the bed.

I stared at this woman I loved, feeling some complicated feelings, then I knelt on the floor to bury my face between her thighs. After Lexi’s gorgeous pussy, I have to admit Daphne’s more plain puffy outer lips with barely any inner lips were almost a letdown, but I know these lips and pussy very well, and started doing exactly what Daphne likes.

I slipped two fingers into her, and started strumming her g-spot as I licked her from opening to clit. She gasped when my tongue found her clit, and my fingers found that little spot at the same time. God, she tasted good, more spicy(?) than her sister, but also more familiar.

I could, and did, play her pussy like a musician with their instrument, licking and sucking her clit just the way she likes, and had her screaming her release in no time. But I wasn’t done. Even as she was cumming, I kept going, ramping up the intensity with which I sucked and licked on her clit, causing her have orgasm after orgasm, until she was hyperventilating… and there it was, the massive, screaming release that she had to muffle into her pillow.

I didn’t stop licking even then, until she finally pushed me off, saying “Tickles!”  I let her push me off, and she reached for me. I pulled her up and into a kiss. Once the last of the tremors went through her body, she reached between us and started rubbing my mostly hard cock through my pants. She finally suggested, “How about I repay you?”

Eating her out had me horny enough that I said “Okay.” She quickly traded places with me, dropping to her knees and pulling her hair back into a ponytail using the hair tie that lives on her wrist, while I dropped my pants. She grabbed my still semi flaccid dick with her hand, and made a fist around the base. Then she took the rest in her mouth.

I gasped in pleasure as her tongue swirled over my head and shaft. As I got harder in her mouth, she kept using her tongue on me until my head pushed her up. Once I was fully hard, she started bobbing up and down on me while stroking what she couldn’t swallow. It felt great, as usual, but the knowledge that it had been in her sister's ass mere hours ago…

That almost built me up faster than her admittedly exceptional blowjob skills, and within a few minutes, I was warning her, “I’m cumming!” She nodded, and pulled back to hold just my head in her mouth while she pumped furiously on me. I came with a groan, struggling to not wake the kids.

Once I finished cumming, she pulled off and visibly swallowed. She then stood up and kissed me. We made out for a few minutes, but I finally reminded her it was past my bedtime, and she let me go with one last kiss. As she stepped into the bathroom to get ready for bed, she said, “Love you. Good night.” I said, “Love you too. Good night, sleep tight.”

Chapter 5: The best friend

Cindy texted me the next day.

Cindy, “You dog you!”

Me, “???”  She HaHa reacted to that.

Cindy, “Don’t play coy with me boy! Both of the sisters tell me EVERYTHING! I know you fucked Lexi’s ass last night, then went home and fed that filthy cock to your wife! I think I love you now. That is the best shit I’ve heard in forever.”

I gawped at the screen for a second, then finally replied.

Me, “Fuck! It’s 10 am, and you not only know that I fucked them, but what we did? My guy friends couldn’t waterboard that level of detail out of me!” She HaHa reacted to that as well.

Cindy, “Okay. So I’m behind the curve now. I have to get in on this action. D is going to go out with Chad tomorrow or Friday, not sure which. Act surprised. So how about you and I hook up whichever night she doesn’t go out?”

Me, “Sure. I’ll let you know when she’s going out. Of course, you’ll probably know before I do. lol.” She HaHa reacted to that.

Cindy, “Lol. Sounds good. See you later!”

This was followed by a topless selfie. I gasped “Oh fuck!” and closed iMessage before looking around. Of course, I was alone in my office, but I still sighed in relief when nobody was looking over my shoulder.

I went through and deleted all of our messages, but saved the picture to my hidden folder on my phone, after giving it a good look of course. I heard back from her later that day.

Cindy, “She’s going out with him tomorrow, but still wants to keep you guys’ date night on Friday. Saturday then?”

Me, “Sure. That should work.” She’s hearted this one.

Cindy, “Great. Pick me up at 5? I scored us some tickets to Hamilton at the PAC.” I thumbs up’d that message.

Me, “I’ll be there. I look forward to it.”

That night after dinner, Daphne announced, “Oh hey.” Like she only just remembered, “I’m going out for drinks with some co-workers after work tomorrow.” I nodded, and like this was just any Wednesday, and my wife wasn’t going out to fuck some guy, I said, “That’s cool. Do you think you’ll be out late?”

She shrugged, and said, “Probably not, I do have to work Friday.” I blandly nodded, and said, “Good thinking. Have fun and be safe.” She promised, “I’ll do my best. But hey, I also got Lex to agree to watch the kids friday night so we can go out. I hear that new mexican place is good, and there is going to be live music at the box.”

She looked so hopeful I couldn’t tell her no, so I said, “That sounds fun. Let's do it. Oh, and by the way, I’m going out Saturday.” I stopped there, and didn’t elaborate, just lifted another forkful of food. She looked like she wanted to ask, but reconsidered and let it drop. Though she did watch me with a curious look, with a little twist of bitterness the rest of the night.

Saturday night, I picked Cindy up as we’d planned. We had texted off and on during the week, and made our plans for the night. She’d been wanting to try a new Indian restaurant. She didn’t want to go alone, but couldn’t get anyone to go with her. I’d also wanted to try it, but Daphne refused. So, we were going to try it together.

We made small talk on the way to the restaurant and while we ordered. Once the food came, we ate in silence for a bit then she said, “I’m glad we’re doing this. I’ve had a crush on you since you and Dee started dating.”

That surprised me. There had been signs over the years that she was attracted to me, some open flirting, even a subtle proposition once when she’d had too much to drink. But… I blinked a couple times and said, “I didn’t realize it went that far back.”

She nodded, and said, “Yeah, I even pointed you out to her. But I was with someone, and she took the opportunity to snatch you up.” That surprised me, and caused a bit of a realization. I asked, “You’re not doing this as some sort of payback are you?”

She looked shocked, then laughed and said, “Oh, no! I’m doing this because my idiot best friend unchained you, and gave me the chance to finally try you out. I’m attracted to you, and would reeeealy like to fuck you, but I realized after my divorce that I have no interest in anything more than casual hookups, at least for a while.” I replied, “Okay, I get it.”

This wasn’t news to me. I’d heard her say as much when we all hung out before. She got married a year after me and Daphne, but they got divorced a few years ago, after the guy got drunk and hit her. That was it, she decided right then that he was never going to do it again, and divorced his ass.

He tried his best to fight the divorce, but then me and a few guys from the gym paid him a visit. We didn’t hurt him, as much as we wanted to, we just made it clear that we very much could if he didn’t back off. He quietly let it go.

Both of us fell silent, probably thinking the same thoughts. She shook it off first, and finally said, “Sorry. This is really good. I can’t believe Dee and Lex won’t even try it.” I nodded along, agreeing to the subject change, and said, “Right?!? It's so good.”

What can I say about the play? It was incredible, even if it wasn’t the OG Broadway cast, and we had a lot of fun singing along with every song. Afterwards, as we were walking out of the theater, she asked, “My place?”  I chuckled and said, “Sounds great. Let’s go.”

We chatted amicably on the way to her house, but I noticed that the closer we got to her house, the quieter she got, and she started to look nervous. When I pulled into her driveway, but before we got out of the car, I put my hand on her arm and asked, “You seem nervous. If you’re having any doubts…“

She gave me a sweet smile, and said, “No. I’m not having any doubts at all. Any nervousness I’m feeling is from anticipation. I’m finally getting something that I’ve been fantasizing about for years, and suddenly I’m afraid I’m gonna fuck it up, or it won’t be as good as the fantasy.”

I chuckled wryly, and said, “Well shit. Now I’m nervous too.“ She laughed, and said, “Jon, we’re 37 years old. We’re not a couple of teenagers pulling up to observation point to neck in the car.” I laughed with her, and said, “I guess all we can do is give it the old college try.”

She laughed and said, “Oh… I’m much better than I was in college!” I chuckled and said, “Well, let’s go find out.” With the tension broken, we got out of the car and went inside.

I’ve been in her house a million times, and normally feel almost as home there as at my own house. But suddenly it felt foreign, like even though I knew my way around the house almost as well as my own, I felt like I needed to ask permission to sit.

She saw me hesitate. She took my hand to lead me to the kitchen, and pointed at my usual stool by her island. Once I was sitting down, she pulled a bottle of wine out of the chiller and poured both of us two heavy pours. She sat our glasses down on the counter, and climbed onto the stool next to me, sitting sideways to face me.

I turned to face her, and she leaned in for a kiss. Her mouth tasted like black cherry lip gloss, and the wine. The unfamiliar combination flipped a switch in my mind, and all hesitation and nervousness went away. I accepted the moment for what it was, and returned her kiss with eagerness.

One of my hands found her elbow, and traced its way up her arm and across her shoulder, to wrap around behind her neck and cradle her head while we kissed. The other found her thigh, and started tracing a random pattern up her leg, over her hip, and up and down her side.

She moaned into our kiss, and opened her mouth wider, forcing her tongue further into my mouth. I responded by pulling her closer, and letting our tongues dance deep in each other‘s mouths. Her hands started running up and down my chest, tracing the edges of my pecs and over my hardening nipples.

When I let out a little sound in response to her touch, she circled back around and started playing with my nipples through my shirt. Deciding that she had crossed the line 1st, I let the hand that was lazy tracing up and down her side move inward to her breast and gave it a squeeze.

She moaned into my mouth, and climbed off the stool. Taking my hand, she pulled me up with her, and led me down the hall to her bedroom, through the door, and to the foot of her bed. Once there, she turned around and asked, “Unzip me?“ I did as she asked, and pulled the zipper down to the top of her ass crack.

She shivered when I parted the fabric and ran my hands up her bare back to her bra strap, and undid it as well. From there, I slid my hands up and pushed her hair over her shoulder so I could kiss and nibble at the base of her neck, while I pushed the dress and the shoulder straps of her bra down her arms.

Once her hands fell out of both, I traced back up her arms, down her sides, and around to cup her bare breasts. They felt a lot heavier than I thought they would, but they were soft, and I felt them bulging between my fingers when I squeezed. When I rolled both of her nipples between my fingers at the same time, she gasped and pressed her ass against my cock, which was quickly swelling in my pants.

She abruptly spun around, giving me the briefest glimpse of her bare chest before pulling me back into a kiss, but also slipping her hands between us to start working on my belt. Once my pants were undone, she let them fall to my ankles, and I kicked them off to the side.

She then unbuttoned my shirt enough to pull it over my head. When she broke the kiss to step back and pull it over my head, I noticed the dress had slipped the rest of the way off, and she was standing there in her panties.

Her boobs were even better in person than they were in the picture she sent, large and soft, with a defined pear shape, and not too much sag. Her nipples were large and dark with stiff nipples like eraser heads, and I felt a need to suck them. But she had other ideas. Before I could grab her, she squatted down in front of me and pulled my underwear off before pushing me to sit on the bed.

Once I was seated, she got on her knees between my legs. She gave me a mischievous look, then grabbed my cock and leaned in. I thought she was going to suck it, but instead, she moved to my nipple and sucked on it. I gasped, and she chuckled with my nipple between her teeth.

She started stroking me. I wasn’t quite all the way hard yet, but it was coming on fast. She continued to slowly stroke my cock, while sucking and nibbling on my nipples, until I was fully hard. Once she decided I was ready, she kissed her way down my abs to the head of my cock, which was already leaking.

She saw the little puddle of precum on the tip of my head, and slowly licked it off while watching for my reaction. I gasped and let out a little “Fuuuck” to show my appreciation. She grinned and finally took me into her mouth. Still watching me, she slowly slid her lips down my shaft, her lips tight against it, until her lips met her hand, which was still wrapped around me.

I groaned at both the feeling of her mouth around me, and the visual of over half my cock in her mouth. Then she chuckled around me, dropped her hand away, and took the rest of me into her mouth. I felt when my head entered her throat. She gulped, and I was in, and she kept that inexorable slide until her lips were around my base.

I was damn near hyperventilating. I’d never been deep throated before, and it was something else. I gasped “Oh my god!” She giggled with my cock in her throat, and I gasped “Holy fuck!”  She chuckled even deeper then, and started humming as she pulled up to my head and swirled her tongue around it, before plunging back down into her throat.

I grasped the blanket and whimpered “Fuck”. She did that several more times, then wrapped her hand back around me and started rapidly bobbing on me, tapping her fingers on each stroke, while twisting her hand around my spit soaked shaft.

She got me almost too close to bear, then pulled off and held me tight, while sucking my balls into her mouth one by one. Once I had my breathing back under control, she licked back up the underside of my cock to the head to deep throat me three more times, and pulled away entirely.

I gasped from another denied orgasm, and spent a few seconds catching my breath, again, as she raised back up to suck and nibble on my nipples again. Once I had my control back, she lowered back down. But instead of blowing me some more, she wrapped her huge tits around my cock, and started bouncing them up and down on me.

I gasped again. Over the years, especially since her boobs had gotten softer and sagged a little, I’d begged Daphne to let me fuck her tits, but she didn’t like her boobs after having kids and wouldn’t let me. But here was Cindy, fucking me with her huge melons, with an even bigger grin on her face.

My head was popping out the top of her cleavage on every drop, and she started licking and sucking my head each time it did. Once again, she got me right to the edge, and pulled away at the last second.

I was about to lose my mind, so I told her, “Damnit woman, you’re driving me crazy.” She said, “Good. That’s my intention. You ready to fuck me?” I shook my head and said, “You bet I am. But a little payback first.”

I stood up, pulling her to her feet with me. Once we were both upright, I grabbed her and spun us around to topple her onto the bed. I climbed in after her, pinning her arms over her head with one hand. She caught her breath, her eyes going big in that combination of fear and lust I was hoping for.

I ran my other hand up her torso to cup and squeeze her boob one time, then slid it on up to grip her chin. Her mouth fell open, her eyes fluttered, and she went limp in complete surrender while I kissed her breathless. Still holding her arms over her head, I broke the kiss to shift over to her neck and shoulder, angling her head with the grip I had on her chin.

I sucked and nibbled on that tendon in her neck while I shifted my grip to gently squeeze her throat until she was moaning. From there, I kissed down her chest to her cleavage. I kissed that spot between her boobs, then licked up to her nipple. I kissed a circle around it, dragging the tip of my tongue between kisses, until she was straining against my hands.

That’s when I finally gave her nipple a broad lick, right across the center, then I opened wide to suck as much of her nipple and the pliable flesh around it into my mouth. She moaned, then gasped, when I started rapidly flicking her hard nipple with my tongue.

I ever so slightly bit down, knowing my teeth were outside the line of her areola, until she gasped in mingled pain and lust. I continued to flick her nipple as the hand on her neck dropped away to slide down and start kneading at the rest of the boob that wasn’t in my mouth. That’s when she started whimpering.

I pulled off with a pop, and replaced my mouth with my hand as I moved to the other side. She gasped when I sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked it against my teeth. I got her to the point of twisting her body under me, then let her hands go to start kneading both tits as I kissed down her abdomen to her pussy.

When I got to her pubic mound, I turned to kiss and lick the crease where her leg meets her crotch, working down to her ass cheek as I lifted her legs. Once I had her bent nearly double, and I was alongside her asshole, I did a visual inspection. Since it looked clean, I spit on her asshole and dragged my thumbs over it.

She gasped and twitched at each thumb, then hissed, “Ohmyfuckinggod!!!” when I swirled my tongue down and around her puckered back door. When I gave it a broad lick from back to front, she arched her back, lifting her ass to follow me up, and gasped, “Ohgodohgodohgod!”

Grinning, I spent some time licking, swirling, and even probing at her cute little asshole.  Once she stopped overreacting, and just moaned, I licked her hard up to her pussy, buried my tongue in it and swirled it around. While I was eating her ass I could smell her pussy, and the taste that filled my mouth was every bit as delicious as it had smelled. I let out a deep moan of satisfaction.

She tasted like sweat, with a musky twang, and I just wanted to devour every bit of her. I finally tired of swirling around her opening, and dragged my tongue up her tasty valley, slipping it between her inner and outer lips, up and over her hood and back down, taking care to explore every little nook and granny as it went.

Once I got back to her opening, I gave it one more swirl, then licked right up the center of her inner lips, until I bumped across the tight little knob that made her gasp. Thinking about the way she had been torturing me up to that point, I thought about returning the favor, but orgasm denial is not my game.

Instead, I made one more exploratory search of her folds, and went back for her clit. I spent the next, I don’t know how long, pulling every trick I knew, licking, sucking, and flicking my tongue over and around her clit until I made her cum, not once, but three times.

When I didn’t stop after the third one, as soon as she caught her breath, with a pleading tone in her voice, sheet bagged, “Fuck me, please, goddamnit Jon!“ I sucked her clit between my lips and flicked it against my teeth until I needed to breathe one more time for good measure, then pulled away and kissed my way up her body.

I gave her one more hard, deep kiss, letting her taste herself on my lips, before I lined myself up with her opening, and gave an exploratory push. She was just the right amount of snug around me, not so tight it hurt her, but tight enough that she felt amazing. She was also so fucking wet I just slipped right in, and before I knew it I was balls deep in her. I could just feel that spot deep inside at the head of my cock.

We both moaned as I filled her up. I kissed her again, then pulled back and out of her to push back in again. She gasped again as I tapped that spot deep inside, and moaned, “Please Jon, I’ve been fantasizing about that cock since I saw it last week. Quit screwing laround and fuck me!”

I grinned and thrust in harder. She gasped, “Yes! Harder!” So I drove in harder. She moaned, “Oh gods yes!” So I locked in and started fucking her, driving in and out of her, and making her whimper and moan my name. Within a few strokes, she started clenching around me every third thrust or so, and it felt incredible. I was enjoying the hell out of the sensation, but it was also super hot the way her huge boobs shifted and rolled on her chest, almost hypnotic.

I had her so turned on it didn’t take her any time at all to cum. With a mighty scream, she arched her back and clenched painfully tight around me. I kept pounding her until she stopped screaming, then settled on top of her to give myself a little respite, and let her catch her breath.

Once she had her breathing under control, she pulled me into a kiss and said, “I want to ride you.” I nodded, and without pulling out, trapped her legs and rolled us over. She got her knees under her and sat up, pulling my hands to her tits. I started squeezing and pinching her amazing tits while she began bouncing on me.

After she’d been going a while, she leaned forward to prop herself on my shoulders. I grinned and pulled one of her tits to my mouth. I worshiped at her nipple until she came again, dropping down to grind against me while she screamed her release.

Thankfully, I’d pretty much reset during the time I ate her pussy, so I felt like I had one more in me. I rolled us back over, and lifted her legs to her chest before I shoved back into her. In that position, I hit her spot even harder, and started pumping into her again.

Within a few strokes, her moans were near screams, and her whole body started this long slow arch that ended in a small orgasm. She fell back, and I kept going, building her to another one, and another one, and another one, until, with a screech that should’ve broken glass, she had a full body wracking, chest heaving orgasm that set mine off as well.

I drove in to let her feel me filling her up. When my last drop was milked out of me, I collapsed on top of her, and rolled off to the side to catch my breath. We lay there, breathing hard and holding each other tight, until we came down from our orgasmic high.

We finally looked each other in the eye, and I asked, “So? Did I do okay?” She fell into a slightly hysterical laughing fit, and finally got out, “Yeah, I think so. Fuck. It was everything I hoped for and more. I hope I lived up to the expectation?”  I kissed her and said, “Oh yeah. Fuck. Oh yeah.”

She grinned and asked, “You seemed to really like my blowjob skills.” I closed my eyes and groaned, “Oh my god. Before tonight, I’d never been deep throated, and I honestly didn’t get the hype, but fuck…” she chuckled and asked, “So is Dee just not able, orrrr…” I shrugged, “She’s never tried. But nobody else ever has either, so…” I lifted and dropped my arms in a shrug.

She cuddled in tighter, and said, “Well, I’m an oddball in the fact I love the feeling of a fat cock in my throat. Any time you want to eat my pussy like you did tonight, and spend some time using my throat like a pussy, just ask. It’s like a high for me.” I filed that away, and said, “Okay. Will do. So I guess you want to see me again?”

She nodded, and said, “Oh yeah. I can’t see what Dee sees in that Chad guy. But I’m happy to reap the benefits of you guys’ new arrangement.” I nodded and said, “And I’m happy to reap them too.” I paused, hesitating to ask, but finally spitted it out, “Do I have anything to worry about there? This Chad guy?”

Her expression darkened, and she replied, “Jon, I don’t know. She’s… Oh, fuck it.“ She paused there and appeared to have made a decision, “You have already put two and two together, and realize she’s been talking to this guy for a long time, right?”

I carefully nodded, and explained, “When I was told that she had arranged to meet him there, not in so many words, I figured it out. How long have they been sleeping together?“ She put a hand on my shoulder and insisted, “Not before Friday night. Lexi and I are pretty sure she’s been having an emotional affair with him for months, but it didn’t turn physical until you, grudgingly, gave your approval.“

I nodded, and said, “I guess that’s the best case scenario in this case. Is she in love with him?” Cindy shook her head, and said, “That’s the fucking thing about it. She doesn’t love him. I think he’s just flattered and sweet talked her to the point… he convinced her to fuck him.“

I nodded, and said, “So do you see this thing lasting with them?“ She shook her head, and said, “I think once the newness wears off she’ll drop him. She complains about how all he wants to talk about is his boat, and fancy car, and his music collection, and dumb… Apparently he’s not great in the sack either. So like I said, once the new toy energy wears off she’ll probably dump him.”

Then I asked the question that was really weighing on me, “So when she does, do you think she’ll want to continue the arrangement, and how is she gonna react when she finds out about you?” Her face fell. I felt bad for spoiling the mood, and said, “I’m sorry. We were having a good time, and I ruined it with heavy talk.”

She replied, “No. It’s okay. Lexi and I have had this same conversation. We have always been team Daphne. You’re great, but we would’ve always sided with Daph. I know we’ve both embarrassed ourselves a couple times over the years, but we would’ve always sided with her in the end.”

She paused to think, then said, “But she’s been changing lately. It’s not just Chad. It’s been happening since my divorce. Once I got over him and started dating again, she would hang on mine and Lexi's single life stories like she was jealous. She’s always low key felt like she settled down too early.”

I winced at that, and she paused her line of thought to assure me, “She doesn’t think she settled with you, she thinks she settled down too early. You know that she was a late bloomer, and didn’t start dating until college, and you were only her third serious boyfriend? Well, she’s wistfully commented before with subtle jealousy at mine and Lex’s sex lives. How adventurous it sounds.”

It occurred to me that there have been a few conversations over the years where she’d said almost as much to me, and I sighed. I told Cindy, “Yeah. I get it. She’s said things like that to me as well, but I didn’t catch it, or realize it was that bad. Then, let me guess, this Chad guy shows up and starts hitting on her, feeding into it, and boom.”

She nodded, “Yeah. Boom. So to answer your first question, Chad isn’t the problem, he’s just a symptom. So this arrangement might stick around even after she drops him. As for me…” She sighed, “She and I have been friends since we were kids, but we’ve been drifting apart for a while. This might be the final straw.”

My mouth fell open, and I said, “Cindy, I…” She shook her head and closed my mouth with her finger, saying, “Jon, I’m a big girl. She and I started subtly drifting apart when I couldn’t have kids, and we didn’t have that in common. But even after all that, she’s changing, hanging out with her younger co-workers more, like Chad, and… I don’t know. She’s not a person I like much these days.”

I was floored. I gaped at her, and finally said, “I had no idea. I was completely oblivious to it. I’m weirdly sorry I didn’t catch on.” She patted my cheek and said, “You’re so sweet. This is why I’m choosing you in this mess. If this ends up being a friendship ender for me and Daph, I hope I’ll still have you.”

All I could say to that was, “Of course you will. Fuck Cin. I… Thank you for opening up to me like this. I… don’t feel like I’m worthy.” She kissed me and said, “Opening up to you was my pleasure. What comes will come.” I shook my head at the double entendre, and said, “Yes it will. And also, thank you for tonight. I… I hate to admit this, but while I would never have cheated on her, or suggested we open up the relationship, I did really enjoy fulfilling a long held fantasy tonight.”

She chuckled, and said, “Johnathan Moore, you’ve been fantasizing about me?” I nodded, and admitted, “Yes. Of course I have. Who wouldn’t?” I traced a finger across her breast, and went on, “You’re incredibly sexy. And you’ve never shied away from your sexuality, especially since your divorce.”

She smiled with part interest, and part bitterness, and asked, “So tell me, if she would’ve come to you like an adult, and proposed opening things up, actually started a conversation, rather than giving you an ultimatum, do you think you’d have eventually gone with it?”

I had to shrug and say, “I honestly don’t know. When she brought it up, I had a hope that I misunderstood her, and she was proposing a threesome. In that case, I may have gone along with it, because it was still with her, but she didn’t. She gave me this ultimatum instead.”

She nodded in understanding, and said, “That’s interesting.” Then her voice got coy, and she added a sexy flirty lilt to it, “Tell me though, when you were hoping she was proposing a threesome, who were you envisioning as the third?” The only safe answer here was, “Well, you of course.”

She chuckled and said, “Good answer.” Then she rolled me onto my back, and climbed on top of me. Now she pinned my arms over my head and kissed me as she started rubbing her lips on my soft cock. I groaned into her mouth, and kissed her back.

It took a lot of grinding and kissing to get me hard again. But eventually she did it, and slid down me with a moaned, “Oh god!” I was still super sensitive, so I gasped, “Fuck, not fair.”  She grinned, and kissed me as she started slowly working herself up and down with a hip flexing, full length bounce that had us both moaning into each other’s mouths as we made out and fucked.

This time was completely different from the first round. Where the first round was all hard and fast intensity, this was slower and gentler, hell, almost lovemaking. I joined in, flexing my hips in time with her. She adjusted her movements, but didn’t speed up.

We built up slowly over what felt like hours, but the eventual culmination was a simultaneous release of pent up sexual energy that had us both screaming and shaking. When she finally dropped onto my chest, still slightly trembling in aftershocks, I just held her until she started another kiss.

Finally, she pulled away, and said, “I wanted to end with an orgasm. Thank you.” I kissed her nose, and said, “Thank you. It is getting late though, so I should probably…” she was nodding, “Yeah. You probably should.” I kissed her again, then got up and got dressed.

She threw on a robe to walk me to the door and kiss me goodnight. Then I went home. Daphne was in bed when I got home, so I went straight to the bathroom and took a shower before coming to bed. She stirred when I climbed in, and sleepily muttered, “Night baby, love you…” she was already asleep when I said, “Love you too baby.”

I laid there thinking for a long time, trying to decide if my declaration there was true. As I drifted off to sleep, I came to the conclusion that it was true. I still love her, but I wasn’t sure she actually loved me back.

To be continued…

The next installment may take a bit to get out.  I'm still writing chapter 6, and it's slow going.