09-03-2026, 09:49 PM
Finally, I said, "Kay I don't believe that either Linda or I am ready to stop altogether. I do believe it is time for me to start thinking about it and for Linda and me to begin the conversation. We haven't quit already. We are just taking a break. I have promised Linda that I would give her a pass to do the things that she wants to happen. I'm speaking about things that are already in motion. Truthfully, I have a few things on my agenda too. I do want to slow down and sooner or later, I will want to stop."
Kay looked at me and smiled. She said, "Luke, it looks as if you have a pretty good handle on what's going on. I was afraid that you were suddenly going to go cold turkey and take Linda with you."
I asked, "If I did that, would it work?"
Kay replied, "Yes." She paused and then said, "Linda would submit to your wishes completely. She is a submissive, especially to you. She would never let another man touch her. The other side of that coin is she would never be completely happy. I don't believe that is what you want."
I replied, "It's not, Kay. If I came to you and asked how to quit, what would you tell me?"
She answered immediately. She said, "I have already given this quite a bit of thought. I have seen it coming." She paused and said, "If you will let me take a potty break and get another beer for me, I will tell you what I think."
We did all that and I touched base with Linda. I didn't make myself a new drink. I already felt very mellow inside. I didn't want to be drunk.
Kay eased her older body back into her chair and sipped her new beer. She said, "Listen to what I have to say. I will let you know when I am ready to take questions." She chuckled and continued, "Basically, the thing to do is let your current relationships run their course and don't engage in any new ones. Make an upfront and open agreement with Linda to that effect."
She had another sip of her beer and went on. She said, "What will happen is this. The older relationships will end eventually. The always do. Think about some of the people that you were seeing that you don't see any more." Then she said, "When the last one ends you will have quit swinging. If there are no new relationships to replace them you will naturally no longer be involved in the lifestyle." She looked at me and asked, "Questions?"
I said, "Linda's oldest relationship is with Bobby. It has always been strong and it still is. I think it will remain so."
Kay whispered, "Bobby is in his sixties, he is six thousand miles away and while he is special to her, Linda is not in love with him as she thought she would be."
I said, "I see your point."
She said, "Further, You can bring a relationship to a premature end if and when it fails to meet a need. I would guess everything that I know about would be over in less than two years."
I said, "Linda's sex drive is not likely to diminish in the next two years."
Kay actually laughed. She said, "That is correct, my sweet boy. If you decide to shut down all her extracurricular activity, you had better be damn well able to keep up." She patted my shoulder and laughed again. She continued, "Don't worry about it. You two are the most perfectly matched couple I have ever known. You are at least as highly sexed as she is."
That made me feel better for a few seconds but then I realized that I didn't believe her.
There was a lull and Kay said, "Now, Luke. I am going to fudge on my ethics here a little bit. I wouldn't do this except Linda has given me permission to answer your questions about our private conversations." She said, "Listen carefully. This is the question you need to ask." A second later, she said, "What do Linda's lovers provide for her that she doesn't get at home?"
I asked, "What do Linda's lovers provide for her that she doesn't get at home?"
Kay answered me. She said, "In our conversation earlier tonight, Linda and I talked about that very thing." She continued, "Linda informed me first that you haven't force fucked her more than three or four times in all the years that you have been together. Bobby does it almost every time he gets near her." There was a short pause. She said, "You always want sex to be squeaky clean. Bobby, on the other hand, gets very nasty with her. She was talking about being buggered. She used that term. Further, she said that Bobby ate his own creampie the last time they were together. It made her feel very nasty."
I said, "Damn Kay, I just can't do those things."
Kay grinned and said, "You buggered Michelin."
I replied, "Yeah, I did. I was caught in a trap trying to please her after neglecting her for a week. I am not going to eat a creampie."
Kay said, "That is entirely up to you. I am only giving you information."
I said, "I guess she also mentioned Ed Fuller's giant cock. I damn sure can't match that."
Kay laughed again. Her laughs do not offend me. She isn't laughing at me.
She said, "Men get the strangest ideas. I'm going to ease your pain on that score. Linda did mention a cock that was bigger than anything I have ever personally experienced. That is not what attracts her to Ed. He is a true friend that she enjoys being with. He always asks her for sex and she is going to feel obligated to give it to him occasionally."
She continued, "They truly like each other. Their relationship will not last as long as you think. It will die soon enough because Ed needs a lot more sex than Linda is willing to give him. When he finds a compatible lover, she will take all his time while their relationship is new. He and Linda will still be friends but they will physically drift apart. If you quit taking her to the club, the end would probably come very soon."
Kay continued, "She said that he is always good to her and considerate of her needs and the limitations he has to put on himself so that he doesn't hurt her. Now hear this. She told me that she wished Ed's cock was the size of yours. She said that she hasn't been with any man that fits her as well as you do. Your cock is the one that gives her the most pleasure."
I said, "Now you are bullshitting me, aren't you, Kay."
She stood and approached me. She bent and kissed my cheek. She said, "No. I wouldn't do that." Then she said, "I am out of beer. This session must be over."
I said, "One more thing. It is hard for me to believe that women like to be roughed up and force fucked, as you put it. I really don't understand their enjoyment of being nasty either."
Kay said, "I enjoy those things. I am a submissive like Linda. I enjoy giving myself to my partner any way he wants me. I see myself in Linda sometimes. I think it is part of why I have come to love the two of you so much." After a short time, she said, "Force fuck her once. Pay attention and see how it works out. The next time we are together, I will explain the mental mechanics of it. There is one other thing. You better damn well bugger her before she sees Michelin again."
I started to speak. She held up her hand to stop me and said, "Just take my word for it. You don't want her believing that you enjoy buggering Michelin but not her. Remember this. Linda is a submissive. In her mind, giving herself anally is the ultimate submission."
We found Linda waiting for us. She had been watching TV in the kitchen. We all sat together at the island. Kay asked if either of us had pressing issues that we hadn't talked out. I was sitting next to Linda and holding her hand. I thought about throwing her up on the counter and force fucking her right there in front of Kay and then asking her to explain the mental mechanics of it. I didn't do that. I kissed Linda's hand and said, "I think I'm good, Aunt Kay." Linda just shook her head.
I offered Kay another beer.
She declined saying it was late and she didn't want to be too tipsy to drive home. She did ask to use the telephone. I pushed it across the counter top to her. She picked up the receiver and dialed a number from memory. Linda and I could only hear one side of the conversation.
The other party came online. Kay said, "Hello, Baby. There is no way I can tell you how horny I am. I need you to come to visit me tonight. Like right now tonight." She paused while the other party spoke. She replied to him, "Did you not hear me? Tomorrow night will not do. I need you right now." There was another pause. She said, "Alright then, one hour. I'll see you then. I love you in bunches." She hung up."
Linda and I both sat there with our jaws agape.
Kay looked at Linda and said, "I have to go. Your Uncle Gus is going to be at my house in an hour. I have to shower before he gets there. I haven't seen him in over a month."
Linda and I were speechless.
Kay said, "It must be something in the food. I always get so horny when I have dinner with you two." She giggled as she gathered up her purse and notepad. She started out the door. Eventually, I got up and escorted her to her car. Linda opened the gate with the kitchen remote and then followed us out.
Kay gave us both a hug and she was gone. She seemed to be in a big hurry. In my mind, I bet that Uncle Gus could skip the foreplay if he wanted to. I laughed to myself but this wasn't the first time that Kay had given us a glimpse into her interactions with Linda's Uncle Gus. I think she was proud that she was still active at her age. I am definitely proud of her. I have come to love the old gal to pieces.
Linda had cleaned the kitchen while Kay and I talked. I asked if she wanted to have a nightcap and watch the sky for a few minutes.
She answered, "I've had enough wine but I will sit with you if you like."
We turned off all the lights and I took her to the patio. We sat together as we watched for a meteor. We were under a clear moonless sky. There were thousands of twinkling stars but I did see lighting far away near the horizon to our northwest. Our weather came from that direction most of the time in the fall. I thought, "Maybe we will get some rain before morning."
I asked, "Do you want to talk?"
Linda answered, "Maybe after you take me to bed."
I said, "Let's sleep in the pool house."
She asked, "Is it going to rain?" She had seen the lightning too. Twenty minutes later, we saw our shooting star. It was a big one. It moved a third of the way across the sky and lasted several seconds. Linda made a wish but wouldn't tell me what it was.
She kissed my cheek and got to her feet. She took her clothes off and dove into the pool. I watched her long enough to finish the sip of whiskey left in my glass. I thought of what Kay had said about manhandling Linda and being nasty with her. The truth is, I have never been into either of those things. I thought, "Bobby is into both of them in a gentlemanly sort of way. Linda enjoys his treatment of her. His influence is taking me to places I don't want to go."
I set my empty glass on the table and went into the pool house. I set the A/C on frosty. I took my clothes off and went back to Linda. I dove in the pool and swam to her under the water. I surfaced beside her and swept her into my arms. I kissed her gently as she wrapped her legs around me. That gesture is so symbolic. It never fails to excite me.
I held her and loved her for a few minutes before we went to the outdoor shower and rinsed the pool water off us. We dried each other and then I went to bed. Linda went into the bathroom and dried her hair before she joined me.
The room had cooled down nicely. I pulled Linda close to me and we shared our body warmth. I love to be near her this way.
I said, "Kay told me that I should force fuck you and be very nasty with you."
Linda giggled. She said, "Okay."
I said, "Be serious. This is a truth time and I need some answers."
She said, "Okay. Tell me what you need."
I replied, "Kay said that she had asked you what you were getting from your other lovers that you weren't getting at home. She said that you were being manhandled and doing nasty things that didn't happen at our house."
Linda said. "She did ask me about that and I basically told her about my interaction with Bobby. He does manhandle me and he has buggered me more than once."
I asked, "Did you enjoy those things enough that you would want them to be part of our sex life on a regular basis?"
She answered, "Luke, please remember. Those things were on my list. I wanted to experience them. Bobby enjoys having me that way. When I am with him I become submissive to him. I enjoy being with him very much. It is a very different experience than being with you."
I asked, "Would our lovemaking be better for you if I treated you that way?"
She didn't giggle. She became very serious and said, "That's not going to happen. Those things are not in your character. You are always careful with me. You are always conscious of my needs and you aren't going to force me to do anything. You couldn't if you wanted to. I will always be willing to do whatever you ask of me. I am most submissive to you. I will always want to be sparkly and squeaky clean for you. I know that's the way you want me."
After a moment, she continued, "Kay must have misunderstood. She has read my list. She knows of the things I wanted to try but I never told her I wanted to have you in ways you don't enjoy. If you ever want to you can manhandle me. As a matter of fact, you have a few times in the past. I enjoyed it. You can be nasty with me too if you want to." She giggled and then continued, "You could butt fuck me to tears. I would enjoy that too, but I could never require it of you."
She was quiet for a moment and then began to sing softly in my ear. It was an old song that The Paris Sisters had made popular in the early sixties. She sang, "I love the way you always treat me tenderly... I love how you hug me... I love how you squeeze me, tease me, please me... but Darling, most of all... I love how you love me."
She stopped singing and whispered, "I love how you love me." There was a pause. She said, "I don't want you to be like Bobby. I love how you love me." She giggled and paused for a second. She said, "I love how you fuck me too."
I pinched her tit and she yelped. I held her and we lay quietly together for a time.
Finally, she said, "There is more truth if you want to hear it."
I replied, "Yes. Tell me."
She said, "On a big scale I don't want to change anything. On a smaller scale, trying something new occasionally could be a good thing. When you have wild ideas, go for it. I could never say no to you and I have always enjoyed everything we have done together."
I said, "Before we opened our marriage, our lovemaking had become repetitive and even a little boring, hadn't it? I promise to never let that happen again."
She turned over in my arms and wiggled her butt against me. That is her signal for me to spoon with her. I gathered her close and put an arm around her. She took my hand in hers and raised it to her lips. She kissed it and then cupped it around one of her breasts. She whispered, "I promise to never let that happen again."
She asked, "Do you want sex right now?"
I had to think for a few seconds before I could truthfully answer her. I said, "Not necessarily. We can leave anytime now for our Texas tour. We have the next nine days to ourselves. We could save some of our energy for that."
She snuggled closer and said, "Good. I just want you to hold me and love me." She whispered, "I love how you love me."
I held her and I did love her. The emotion was thick between us. I wondered if we could go mystical in the absence of sex. It didn't happen. Linda slipped away into sleep.
I thought about Kay for a minute before I slept. I had always thought of her as being all-knowing, like an oracle. She doesn't know everything. I think she was truly mistaken about what Linda wants and needs from me. I still love the old woman anyway.
I slept through the night. We didn't get any rain.
To be continued...
Kay looked at me and smiled. She said, "Luke, it looks as if you have a pretty good handle on what's going on. I was afraid that you were suddenly going to go cold turkey and take Linda with you."
I asked, "If I did that, would it work?"
Kay replied, "Yes." She paused and then said, "Linda would submit to your wishes completely. She is a submissive, especially to you. She would never let another man touch her. The other side of that coin is she would never be completely happy. I don't believe that is what you want."
I replied, "It's not, Kay. If I came to you and asked how to quit, what would you tell me?"
She answered immediately. She said, "I have already given this quite a bit of thought. I have seen it coming." She paused and said, "If you will let me take a potty break and get another beer for me, I will tell you what I think."
We did all that and I touched base with Linda. I didn't make myself a new drink. I already felt very mellow inside. I didn't want to be drunk.
Kay eased her older body back into her chair and sipped her new beer. She said, "Listen to what I have to say. I will let you know when I am ready to take questions." She chuckled and continued, "Basically, the thing to do is let your current relationships run their course and don't engage in any new ones. Make an upfront and open agreement with Linda to that effect."
She had another sip of her beer and went on. She said, "What will happen is this. The older relationships will end eventually. The always do. Think about some of the people that you were seeing that you don't see any more." Then she said, "When the last one ends you will have quit swinging. If there are no new relationships to replace them you will naturally no longer be involved in the lifestyle." She looked at me and asked, "Questions?"
I said, "Linda's oldest relationship is with Bobby. It has always been strong and it still is. I think it will remain so."
Kay whispered, "Bobby is in his sixties, he is six thousand miles away and while he is special to her, Linda is not in love with him as she thought she would be."
I said, "I see your point."
She said, "Further, You can bring a relationship to a premature end if and when it fails to meet a need. I would guess everything that I know about would be over in less than two years."
I said, "Linda's sex drive is not likely to diminish in the next two years."
Kay actually laughed. She said, "That is correct, my sweet boy. If you decide to shut down all her extracurricular activity, you had better be damn well able to keep up." She patted my shoulder and laughed again. She continued, "Don't worry about it. You two are the most perfectly matched couple I have ever known. You are at least as highly sexed as she is."
That made me feel better for a few seconds but then I realized that I didn't believe her.
There was a lull and Kay said, "Now, Luke. I am going to fudge on my ethics here a little bit. I wouldn't do this except Linda has given me permission to answer your questions about our private conversations." She said, "Listen carefully. This is the question you need to ask." A second later, she said, "What do Linda's lovers provide for her that she doesn't get at home?"
I asked, "What do Linda's lovers provide for her that she doesn't get at home?"
Kay answered me. She said, "In our conversation earlier tonight, Linda and I talked about that very thing." She continued, "Linda informed me first that you haven't force fucked her more than three or four times in all the years that you have been together. Bobby does it almost every time he gets near her." There was a short pause. She said, "You always want sex to be squeaky clean. Bobby, on the other hand, gets very nasty with her. She was talking about being buggered. She used that term. Further, she said that Bobby ate his own creampie the last time they were together. It made her feel very nasty."
I said, "Damn Kay, I just can't do those things."
Kay grinned and said, "You buggered Michelin."
I replied, "Yeah, I did. I was caught in a trap trying to please her after neglecting her for a week. I am not going to eat a creampie."
Kay said, "That is entirely up to you. I am only giving you information."
I said, "I guess she also mentioned Ed Fuller's giant cock. I damn sure can't match that."
Kay laughed again. Her laughs do not offend me. She isn't laughing at me.
She said, "Men get the strangest ideas. I'm going to ease your pain on that score. Linda did mention a cock that was bigger than anything I have ever personally experienced. That is not what attracts her to Ed. He is a true friend that she enjoys being with. He always asks her for sex and she is going to feel obligated to give it to him occasionally."
She continued, "They truly like each other. Their relationship will not last as long as you think. It will die soon enough because Ed needs a lot more sex than Linda is willing to give him. When he finds a compatible lover, she will take all his time while their relationship is new. He and Linda will still be friends but they will physically drift apart. If you quit taking her to the club, the end would probably come very soon."
Kay continued, "She said that he is always good to her and considerate of her needs and the limitations he has to put on himself so that he doesn't hurt her. Now hear this. She told me that she wished Ed's cock was the size of yours. She said that she hasn't been with any man that fits her as well as you do. Your cock is the one that gives her the most pleasure."
I said, "Now you are bullshitting me, aren't you, Kay."
She stood and approached me. She bent and kissed my cheek. She said, "No. I wouldn't do that." Then she said, "I am out of beer. This session must be over."
I said, "One more thing. It is hard for me to believe that women like to be roughed up and force fucked, as you put it. I really don't understand their enjoyment of being nasty either."
Kay said, "I enjoy those things. I am a submissive like Linda. I enjoy giving myself to my partner any way he wants me. I see myself in Linda sometimes. I think it is part of why I have come to love the two of you so much." After a short time, she said, "Force fuck her once. Pay attention and see how it works out. The next time we are together, I will explain the mental mechanics of it. There is one other thing. You better damn well bugger her before she sees Michelin again."
I started to speak. She held up her hand to stop me and said, "Just take my word for it. You don't want her believing that you enjoy buggering Michelin but not her. Remember this. Linda is a submissive. In her mind, giving herself anally is the ultimate submission."
We found Linda waiting for us. She had been watching TV in the kitchen. We all sat together at the island. Kay asked if either of us had pressing issues that we hadn't talked out. I was sitting next to Linda and holding her hand. I thought about throwing her up on the counter and force fucking her right there in front of Kay and then asking her to explain the mental mechanics of it. I didn't do that. I kissed Linda's hand and said, "I think I'm good, Aunt Kay." Linda just shook her head.
I offered Kay another beer.
She declined saying it was late and she didn't want to be too tipsy to drive home. She did ask to use the telephone. I pushed it across the counter top to her. She picked up the receiver and dialed a number from memory. Linda and I could only hear one side of the conversation.
The other party came online. Kay said, "Hello, Baby. There is no way I can tell you how horny I am. I need you to come to visit me tonight. Like right now tonight." She paused while the other party spoke. She replied to him, "Did you not hear me? Tomorrow night will not do. I need you right now." There was another pause. She said, "Alright then, one hour. I'll see you then. I love you in bunches." She hung up."
Linda and I both sat there with our jaws agape.
Kay looked at Linda and said, "I have to go. Your Uncle Gus is going to be at my house in an hour. I have to shower before he gets there. I haven't seen him in over a month."
Linda and I were speechless.
Kay said, "It must be something in the food. I always get so horny when I have dinner with you two." She giggled as she gathered up her purse and notepad. She started out the door. Eventually, I got up and escorted her to her car. Linda opened the gate with the kitchen remote and then followed us out.
Kay gave us both a hug and she was gone. She seemed to be in a big hurry. In my mind, I bet that Uncle Gus could skip the foreplay if he wanted to. I laughed to myself but this wasn't the first time that Kay had given us a glimpse into her interactions with Linda's Uncle Gus. I think she was proud that she was still active at her age. I am definitely proud of her. I have come to love the old gal to pieces.
Linda had cleaned the kitchen while Kay and I talked. I asked if she wanted to have a nightcap and watch the sky for a few minutes.
She answered, "I've had enough wine but I will sit with you if you like."
We turned off all the lights and I took her to the patio. We sat together as we watched for a meteor. We were under a clear moonless sky. There were thousands of twinkling stars but I did see lighting far away near the horizon to our northwest. Our weather came from that direction most of the time in the fall. I thought, "Maybe we will get some rain before morning."
I asked, "Do you want to talk?"
Linda answered, "Maybe after you take me to bed."
I said, "Let's sleep in the pool house."
She asked, "Is it going to rain?" She had seen the lightning too. Twenty minutes later, we saw our shooting star. It was a big one. It moved a third of the way across the sky and lasted several seconds. Linda made a wish but wouldn't tell me what it was.
She kissed my cheek and got to her feet. She took her clothes off and dove into the pool. I watched her long enough to finish the sip of whiskey left in my glass. I thought of what Kay had said about manhandling Linda and being nasty with her. The truth is, I have never been into either of those things. I thought, "Bobby is into both of them in a gentlemanly sort of way. Linda enjoys his treatment of her. His influence is taking me to places I don't want to go."
I set my empty glass on the table and went into the pool house. I set the A/C on frosty. I took my clothes off and went back to Linda. I dove in the pool and swam to her under the water. I surfaced beside her and swept her into my arms. I kissed her gently as she wrapped her legs around me. That gesture is so symbolic. It never fails to excite me.
I held her and loved her for a few minutes before we went to the outdoor shower and rinsed the pool water off us. We dried each other and then I went to bed. Linda went into the bathroom and dried her hair before she joined me.
The room had cooled down nicely. I pulled Linda close to me and we shared our body warmth. I love to be near her this way.
I said, "Kay told me that I should force fuck you and be very nasty with you."
Linda giggled. She said, "Okay."
I said, "Be serious. This is a truth time and I need some answers."
She said, "Okay. Tell me what you need."
I replied, "Kay said that she had asked you what you were getting from your other lovers that you weren't getting at home. She said that you were being manhandled and doing nasty things that didn't happen at our house."
Linda said. "She did ask me about that and I basically told her about my interaction with Bobby. He does manhandle me and he has buggered me more than once."
I asked, "Did you enjoy those things enough that you would want them to be part of our sex life on a regular basis?"
She answered, "Luke, please remember. Those things were on my list. I wanted to experience them. Bobby enjoys having me that way. When I am with him I become submissive to him. I enjoy being with him very much. It is a very different experience than being with you."
I asked, "Would our lovemaking be better for you if I treated you that way?"
She didn't giggle. She became very serious and said, "That's not going to happen. Those things are not in your character. You are always careful with me. You are always conscious of my needs and you aren't going to force me to do anything. You couldn't if you wanted to. I will always be willing to do whatever you ask of me. I am most submissive to you. I will always want to be sparkly and squeaky clean for you. I know that's the way you want me."
After a moment, she continued, "Kay must have misunderstood. She has read my list. She knows of the things I wanted to try but I never told her I wanted to have you in ways you don't enjoy. If you ever want to you can manhandle me. As a matter of fact, you have a few times in the past. I enjoyed it. You can be nasty with me too if you want to." She giggled and then continued, "You could butt fuck me to tears. I would enjoy that too, but I could never require it of you."
She was quiet for a moment and then began to sing softly in my ear. It was an old song that The Paris Sisters had made popular in the early sixties. She sang, "I love the way you always treat me tenderly... I love how you hug me... I love how you squeeze me, tease me, please me... but Darling, most of all... I love how you love me."
She stopped singing and whispered, "I love how you love me." There was a pause. She said, "I don't want you to be like Bobby. I love how you love me." She giggled and paused for a second. She said, "I love how you fuck me too."
I pinched her tit and she yelped. I held her and we lay quietly together for a time.
Finally, she said, "There is more truth if you want to hear it."
I replied, "Yes. Tell me."
She said, "On a big scale I don't want to change anything. On a smaller scale, trying something new occasionally could be a good thing. When you have wild ideas, go for it. I could never say no to you and I have always enjoyed everything we have done together."
I said, "Before we opened our marriage, our lovemaking had become repetitive and even a little boring, hadn't it? I promise to never let that happen again."
She turned over in my arms and wiggled her butt against me. That is her signal for me to spoon with her. I gathered her close and put an arm around her. She took my hand in hers and raised it to her lips. She kissed it and then cupped it around one of her breasts. She whispered, "I promise to never let that happen again."
She asked, "Do you want sex right now?"
I had to think for a few seconds before I could truthfully answer her. I said, "Not necessarily. We can leave anytime now for our Texas tour. We have the next nine days to ourselves. We could save some of our energy for that."
She snuggled closer and said, "Good. I just want you to hold me and love me." She whispered, "I love how you love me."
I held her and I did love her. The emotion was thick between us. I wondered if we could go mystical in the absence of sex. It didn't happen. Linda slipped away into sleep.
I thought about Kay for a minute before I slept. I had always thought of her as being all-knowing, like an oracle. She doesn't know everything. I think she was truly mistaken about what Linda wants and needs from me. I still love the old woman anyway.
I slept through the night. We didn't get any rain.
To be continued...
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