24-12-2018, 01:06 PM
"You have no idea what they saw," Jen groaned. She glared at Drums.
"How could I know they were there?" he said acting innocent.
"That's why you don't kiss me in public," Jen said irritably.
"It seemed like the right thing at the time," he said with a carefree grin.
"God," Jen groaned burying her head in Mike's chest again.
"That's what they saw, Drums kissing you?" Mike asked.
"Worse," Jen said. She whispered "He had my top down."
"Drums can you give us a minute?" Mike asked him.
"Sure, I'll get a smoke," he said, frowning. He didn't understand why Mike and Jen were so upset. Okay, so maybe they saw us kissing and groping. Just tell them we were drunk or something and move on.
Once he was gone Mike reached into Jen's jacket. He felt the stretching material of her bustier. He saw how easily it would have been for Drums to pull it down and expose her.
"You were kissing and he had your top down, touching you?" Mike asked. "You were in a taxi?"
"We were in that horse carriage," she said.
"Oh."
"See how bad it is? They could see everything." she said. "What should we do? You know Alicia and Ella will tell everyone."
"Jeremy and Noah will talk too," Mike said glumly. They were all in the same social circle. There was a neighborhood party or dinner at least once a month. Mike shared season tickets for the Yankees and Jets with the neighborhood husbands, including Jeremy and Noah, going to games together. Jen often got coffee or went to brunch with the neighborhood wives.
"It's even worse," Jen said. "Remember? Jeremy and Alicia saw me with Tom one time."
"I remember," Mike said. He hugged his wife tighter. "We knew this might happen. They either think we swing, or you're cheating on me."
"Either way I look like a slut," she lamented. "God how could I have been so stupid?"
"You're not mad at Frankie?"
"Not too mad I guess," she said. "He's like a child, he doesn't know better."
"Can I tell you something?" Mike said putting his hand inside Jen's jacket again, cupping her breast over the bustier. "At some level this is really hot." Mike rubbed Jen's nipple to hardness. He reached into her bustier, cupping her bare tit.
"You're as bad as Frankie," Jen said, but she didn't try to stop her husband. Fortunately the bar was mostly empty and the booth was dark.
"Is this what he did?"
"He pulled it down," Jen said.
"So they saw a lot."
"Yeah," Jen admitted. "Is that what turns you on?"
"Yeah," Mike said. "That, and the fact they probably think you're cheating on me."
"I guess everyone's gonna think of me as the neighborhood slut," she said bothered.
"Everyone's gonna think of me as the neighborhood wimp husband," Mike said excitedly. He added "I don't really care what they think."
"I guess I don't either," Jen said. "As long as you don't think I'm a slut."
"You know I don't think that baby," Mike assured her. "Do you want to bring Drums home?"
"Do you?"
"Yeah," Mike admitted. "I thought about you and him all day long. Did you fuck after I left?"
"Twice," she admitted with a giggle.
"Let's have some fun," Mike said grinning at her.
"Okay," Jen said grinning back.
In the taxi Mike and Drums were all over Jen. They gave the taxi driver a show as Jen alternated between kissing her husband and her "sorta boyfriend," both of them fondling her body.
The kissing and groping continued in their loft apartment. They started for the master bedroom but Jen stopped them. "Guest bedroom," she said between kisses.
Drums groped and kissed her tits while Mike took off her high heels and peeled off her skinny jeans and panties. He put the heels back on her pretty feet after the pants were off, loving seeing her get fucked wearing high heels. Drums alternated between kissing Jen's lips and nipples having pulled the bustier down so it was like a waist band. Jen had one hand on Mike's head and the other on Drums's, her body writhing as the two men kissed and fondled her.
Mike got between her legs. Her pussy looked swollen and used after fucking Drums last night and this morning, not having returned to normal yet. Her pussy lips glistened with excitement, clearly she wanted more.
Mike went down on her, doing his magic on her pussy and clit. Jen arched her back feeling his talented tongue, moaning into Drums's mouth.
They were driving her crazy, Mike at her pussy and Drums at her tits! "God someone fuck me!" she begged.
Mike and Drums hurriedly undressed, like in a race to fuck her first. Jen couldn't help giggling. "First you," she said reaching for her husband. She helped undress him. Then she brushed her hair behind her ear and went down on him. She got him even harder than before. Then she reached into the side table for a condom. She rolled the condom on his cock, smiling adoringly into his eyes. Then she got on her back and guided her husband into her.
"Suck Drums while I fuck you," he ordered Jen his voice hoarse with excitement. Drums was already naked and his big hard cock hung obscenely between his muscular thighs.
Jen turned slightly so his cock was inches from her face. She grasped him with both hands, one hand atop the other. He was so thick her fingertips didn't touch. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed as much as she could, just his cockhead and a couple of inches. She bobbed on his cock while she stroked his shaft with her hands.
"Back in college, never thought we'd be doing this, sharing Jen, huh Mike?" Drums said grinning at his old fraternity brother.
Mike shook his head, not able to say anything. His eyes were locked on his wife's pretty face, her sexy lips opened wide and locked around Drums's thick shaft. He'd seen Drums's cock on the computer screen, but here in real life he looked even bigger. He was long, maybe 2 or 3 inches longer than Mike's penis, but what really set him apart was his girth. Maybe he wasn't as thick as a Coke can, but he wasn't far off that.
Mike continued to fuck Jen as he watched her blow Drums. Drums could see his cock too, and he surely saw the stark difference in their sizes. Not only was Mike's cock shorter than the average, he was thinner than the average too. He felt like a pencil dick next to Drums's incredible manhood.
It all was too much for Mike. He lurched inside Jen, his hips jerking as he came into the condom. Jen continued to suck Drums, it was like she hadn't even noticed him cumming. Why should she? She probably didn't even feel him inside her after being stretched out the last two days by Drums's monster dick.
Mike's softening cock fell out of Jen. He rolled off, feeling inadequate and disheartened. With his lust satiated, the dark emotions of jealousy, insecurity and inadequacy filled him. He knew he couldn't satisfy Jen, he never would again (had he ever?), he wasn't man enough.
Mike moved off the bed but Jen called to him. "Come here baby," she said, no longer sucking Drums. He sat beside her and she kissed him. Then she tenderly took off the condom, wrapping it in tissues. She lowered her head and licked him clean, knowing he was sensitive after climaxing.
"Sit there okay?" she said in a soft voice motioning to a chair next to the bed.
"I think I'll go back to our room," Mike said suddenly wanting to be away from the lovers, so passionate for each other.
Jen sensed Mike was bothered. She knew her husband, she knew he was intimidated by Frankie's better body and huge cock. At the same time, she DID want Frankie inside her, she lusted for him. "Stay, please?" she said to Mike.
Mike sat in the chair and Jen positioned herself so her head was close to him. She turned and got another condom from the side table, this one a Magnum XL size. She handed it to Drums. As he put it on she reached for her husband and said "Hold my hand."
She grimaced as Drums entered her, her finger nails digging into Mike's hand. For the next 20 minutes Drums pounded her hard but the entire time she didn't let go of Mike's hand. As her first orgasm approached she pulled Mike down and kissed him, so he kissed and tongue her through her orgasm.
Drums gave her another orgasm before he was done. Or maybe it was just one long orgasm, as the tingling in her pussy and nipples never seemed to fade. Even though it was Drums pounding her with his muscular body and huge cock, Jen spent most of the time looking into Mike's eyes, one hand in his, the other stroking his face. Even though it was Drums' cock inside her, Mike felt like HE was making love to her.
Drums finally came, initially collapsing onto Jen, and then rolling off gasping. Jen looked down making sure the condom didn't break or roll off. Again Drums had cum a ton.
Then Jen got off the bed and hooked her arm in Mike's. "See you tomorrow Frankie," she said over her shoulder as she leaned into Mike and walked weak kneed with him into their bedroom. Mike spooned her as they fell asleep.
"How could I know they were there?" he said acting innocent.
"That's why you don't kiss me in public," Jen said irritably.
"It seemed like the right thing at the time," he said with a carefree grin.
"God," Jen groaned burying her head in Mike's chest again.
"That's what they saw, Drums kissing you?" Mike asked.
"Worse," Jen said. She whispered "He had my top down."
"Drums can you give us a minute?" Mike asked him.
"Sure, I'll get a smoke," he said, frowning. He didn't understand why Mike and Jen were so upset. Okay, so maybe they saw us kissing and groping. Just tell them we were drunk or something and move on.
Once he was gone Mike reached into Jen's jacket. He felt the stretching material of her bustier. He saw how easily it would have been for Drums to pull it down and expose her.
"You were kissing and he had your top down, touching you?" Mike asked. "You were in a taxi?"
"We were in that horse carriage," she said.
"Oh."
"See how bad it is? They could see everything." she said. "What should we do? You know Alicia and Ella will tell everyone."
"Jeremy and Noah will talk too," Mike said glumly. They were all in the same social circle. There was a neighborhood party or dinner at least once a month. Mike shared season tickets for the Yankees and Jets with the neighborhood husbands, including Jeremy and Noah, going to games together. Jen often got coffee or went to brunch with the neighborhood wives.
"It's even worse," Jen said. "Remember? Jeremy and Alicia saw me with Tom one time."
"I remember," Mike said. He hugged his wife tighter. "We knew this might happen. They either think we swing, or you're cheating on me."
"Either way I look like a slut," she lamented. "God how could I have been so stupid?"
"You're not mad at Frankie?"
"Not too mad I guess," she said. "He's like a child, he doesn't know better."
"Can I tell you something?" Mike said putting his hand inside Jen's jacket again, cupping her breast over the bustier. "At some level this is really hot." Mike rubbed Jen's nipple to hardness. He reached into her bustier, cupping her bare tit.
"You're as bad as Frankie," Jen said, but she didn't try to stop her husband. Fortunately the bar was mostly empty and the booth was dark.
"Is this what he did?"
"He pulled it down," Jen said.
"So they saw a lot."
"Yeah," Jen admitted. "Is that what turns you on?"
"Yeah," Mike said. "That, and the fact they probably think you're cheating on me."
"I guess everyone's gonna think of me as the neighborhood slut," she said bothered.
"Everyone's gonna think of me as the neighborhood wimp husband," Mike said excitedly. He added "I don't really care what they think."
"I guess I don't either," Jen said. "As long as you don't think I'm a slut."
"You know I don't think that baby," Mike assured her. "Do you want to bring Drums home?"
"Do you?"
"Yeah," Mike admitted. "I thought about you and him all day long. Did you fuck after I left?"
"Twice," she admitted with a giggle.
"Let's have some fun," Mike said grinning at her.
"Okay," Jen said grinning back.
In the taxi Mike and Drums were all over Jen. They gave the taxi driver a show as Jen alternated between kissing her husband and her "sorta boyfriend," both of them fondling her body.
The kissing and groping continued in their loft apartment. They started for the master bedroom but Jen stopped them. "Guest bedroom," she said between kisses.
Drums groped and kissed her tits while Mike took off her high heels and peeled off her skinny jeans and panties. He put the heels back on her pretty feet after the pants were off, loving seeing her get fucked wearing high heels. Drums alternated between kissing Jen's lips and nipples having pulled the bustier down so it was like a waist band. Jen had one hand on Mike's head and the other on Drums's, her body writhing as the two men kissed and fondled her.
Mike got between her legs. Her pussy looked swollen and used after fucking Drums last night and this morning, not having returned to normal yet. Her pussy lips glistened with excitement, clearly she wanted more.
Mike went down on her, doing his magic on her pussy and clit. Jen arched her back feeling his talented tongue, moaning into Drums's mouth.
They were driving her crazy, Mike at her pussy and Drums at her tits! "God someone fuck me!" she begged.
Mike and Drums hurriedly undressed, like in a race to fuck her first. Jen couldn't help giggling. "First you," she said reaching for her husband. She helped undress him. Then she brushed her hair behind her ear and went down on him. She got him even harder than before. Then she reached into the side table for a condom. She rolled the condom on his cock, smiling adoringly into his eyes. Then she got on her back and guided her husband into her.
"Suck Drums while I fuck you," he ordered Jen his voice hoarse with excitement. Drums was already naked and his big hard cock hung obscenely between his muscular thighs.
Jen turned slightly so his cock was inches from her face. She grasped him with both hands, one hand atop the other. He was so thick her fingertips didn't touch. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed as much as she could, just his cockhead and a couple of inches. She bobbed on his cock while she stroked his shaft with her hands.
"Back in college, never thought we'd be doing this, sharing Jen, huh Mike?" Drums said grinning at his old fraternity brother.
Mike shook his head, not able to say anything. His eyes were locked on his wife's pretty face, her sexy lips opened wide and locked around Drums's thick shaft. He'd seen Drums's cock on the computer screen, but here in real life he looked even bigger. He was long, maybe 2 or 3 inches longer than Mike's penis, but what really set him apart was his girth. Maybe he wasn't as thick as a Coke can, but he wasn't far off that.
Mike continued to fuck Jen as he watched her blow Drums. Drums could see his cock too, and he surely saw the stark difference in their sizes. Not only was Mike's cock shorter than the average, he was thinner than the average too. He felt like a pencil dick next to Drums's incredible manhood.
It all was too much for Mike. He lurched inside Jen, his hips jerking as he came into the condom. Jen continued to suck Drums, it was like she hadn't even noticed him cumming. Why should she? She probably didn't even feel him inside her after being stretched out the last two days by Drums's monster dick.
Mike's softening cock fell out of Jen. He rolled off, feeling inadequate and disheartened. With his lust satiated, the dark emotions of jealousy, insecurity and inadequacy filled him. He knew he couldn't satisfy Jen, he never would again (had he ever?), he wasn't man enough.
Mike moved off the bed but Jen called to him. "Come here baby," she said, no longer sucking Drums. He sat beside her and she kissed him. Then she tenderly took off the condom, wrapping it in tissues. She lowered her head and licked him clean, knowing he was sensitive after climaxing.
"Sit there okay?" she said in a soft voice motioning to a chair next to the bed.
"I think I'll go back to our room," Mike said suddenly wanting to be away from the lovers, so passionate for each other.
Jen sensed Mike was bothered. She knew her husband, she knew he was intimidated by Frankie's better body and huge cock. At the same time, she DID want Frankie inside her, she lusted for him. "Stay, please?" she said to Mike.
Mike sat in the chair and Jen positioned herself so her head was close to him. She turned and got another condom from the side table, this one a Magnum XL size. She handed it to Drums. As he put it on she reached for her husband and said "Hold my hand."
She grimaced as Drums entered her, her finger nails digging into Mike's hand. For the next 20 minutes Drums pounded her hard but the entire time she didn't let go of Mike's hand. As her first orgasm approached she pulled Mike down and kissed him, so he kissed and tongue her through her orgasm.
Drums gave her another orgasm before he was done. Or maybe it was just one long orgasm, as the tingling in her pussy and nipples never seemed to fade. Even though it was Drums pounding her with his muscular body and huge cock, Jen spent most of the time looking into Mike's eyes, one hand in his, the other stroking his face. Even though it was Drums' cock inside her, Mike felt like HE was making love to her.
Drums finally came, initially collapsing onto Jen, and then rolling off gasping. Jen looked down making sure the condom didn't break or roll off. Again Drums had cum a ton.
Then Jen got off the bed and hooked her arm in Mike's. "See you tomorrow Frankie," she said over her shoulder as she leaned into Mike and walked weak kneed with him into their bedroom. Mike spooned her as they fell asleep.
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