Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

High Point has a small flat area right at the top. Linda and Eric had stayed close to us while we had supper. We laughed and flirted. It came into my head that I might want to watch Linda with her Lancelot. We do that when we can but we are always careful not to offend anyone. I knew that she would want to "shag him properly" sometime later this evening. I wondered if she had told him about the camera in the pool house ceiling. I decided that I would find a way to ask her.

As dark enveloped us, Linda and Eric spread their blanket twelve or fifteen yards away from us on the other side of the fire. It was a hint that they wanted a bit of privacy. It was okay because Anne and I would enjoy the same benefit. Anne was causing the strangest desires in me. I felt like a high college kid. I just wanted to lie around, neck with her and feel her up a bit.
The stars did come out big and bright. By an hour after dark, I had forgotten that Linda and Eric were on the same hill with us. I had Anne's boobs out and one of her nipples in my mouth. She began to squirm and moan. Of course, that drove me on. My hand began to search for a way into her pants. She helped me find a way and a few seconds later, I had a finger inside her sweet pussy. She was already wet.
She whispered, "Stop, Luke." I chuckled. It was exactly like high college. She said, "Please. If you aren't going to "shag me properly" right now, I need you to stop." That brought me back to my senses.
I froze in place but for only a second or two. I let the palm of my hand caress her button while my finger found and massaged her G-spot. I whispered in her ear, "I want to give you one with my finger like Eric gave you your first one."
She moaned and said, "Oh, Luke." Her arms went around my neck and she kissed me. Her wet pussy squeezed my finger and she gently fucked my hand. A minute or two later, she quietly came all over herself. I wondered if I had violated Linda's and my special place. I hadn't even considered that. Sometimes I can be such a thoughtless bastard. I can rationalize anything though. I decided that I had been lost in the moment and I certainly couldn't undo my sin. All of that was true. I berated my worthless self for a moment and then forgave myself. If I had been Catholic, there would have been some "Hail Marys" involved.
Anne recovered in a few minutes. She rolled over and got close to my ear. She whispered, "I need some more of that. Take me down the hill."
I started buttoning up. I told Linda that we were leaving. They decided to go with us. I doused the fire with the water and ice in our drink cooler. We took the girls to the house and unloaded our gear. Eric and I took the buggies back to the barn. As we walked back, we talked.
Eric said, "Linda showed me the camera in the pool house. She said that the two of you enjoyed watching each other." He continued, "That's okay with me but I wonder. Do you have the capability to make films?"
I said, "Sorry, buddy. There is no way I'm going to create evidence of our shenanigans. You never know what may happen in the future. I would always worry about that kind of thing falling into the wrong hands."
He thought for a few seconds and then looked at me. He said, "Yes, I see your point, but I was just thinking. It would be a hell of a way for me to remember Linda."
I laughed and replied, "Eric, you couldn't forget her if you tried." He looked at me sheepishly and grinned. I've noticed he does that when he runs out of something to say.
I took my Viking to bed. She wanted me to "shag her properly." Our episode on the hill had turned her on and she hadn't cooled at all. She forced me over on my back and sucked the monster into her mouth. She sucked and teased him. He became very hard very quickly. She held him in her hands and said, "I need for you to fuck my eyes out. I want this inside me right now. I don't need or want any of your sweet foreplay. I want this cock shoved up my pussy, right now."
I thought, "More ugly words to turn me on." They were working.
I rolled us over and buried myself in her. She was so wet and her body was wide open to receive me. I slipped into her depths easily. We fit together so well. I explored her mouth with my tongue while I fucked her. Soft little animal sounds came out of her. There was no real urgency in our act. I think we were past that. I was enjoying this interlude more than anything that had gone on before. I realized that she was too. It seems that each of our encounters was better than the last.
"If they get much better," I thought, "I won't live through one of them." We were both striving to give the other pleasure. There was an emotional bond forming between us and it was growing stronger by the second. I think we were beginning to like each other for something beyond carnal lust.
We made this one last a long time and we didn't strain ourselves physically. I fucked her with slow short strokes. I wanted to stay deep inside her. The thought of pulling most of my cock out of her was repulsive to me. She accepted my rhythm and complimented my movements. She cooed for me. We changed positions smoothly when we wanted to. When I gave her something that she liked, she told me and I gave her some more of it. It worked the other way too. She would squeeze me with her Kegel muscles. The monster would twitch inside her. She would giggle for me and make herself even tighter.
Her words and her love sounds kept me excited. I hung at the edge of the abyss for at least an hour. Sweet mini orgasms work their way through her body one after the other. I could feel her take pleasure from each one in turn. Emotion was playing a part for her too. She would hold me and kiss me. She would giggle sweetly and then cry softly for a while. We fucked continuously through it all.
She whispered, "Is this the way you love Linda?"
I answered her truthfully. I said, "Linda and I make love every way that you can imagine. This is one of our favorite ways." I hesitated and whispered, "It is your turn tonight and mine. It was important for me to share this with you."
She whimpered and said, "I'm cumming, Luke."
I could feel it happening in her body. We didn't change anything. I kept fucking her and she kept cumming. It lasted a very long time for her. I know it was a full minute or more. Her sweet body jerked under me and she lost her breath. She gasped for air and made "I'm trying to survive" sounds. I fucked her. Controlled movement became beyond her ability. She lay still and her whole body vibrated. The bed shook in resonance. I fucked her. I managed to maintain control. I wanted to give her at least one more if I could.
It took another twenty minutes but I was able to help her through another one. Like always, I knew the second one would be better. I went with her this time. I didn't even try to hold back. My spasms were as soft and gentle as the rest of the encounter had been. They were so-o-o good. I know that she could feel the pulse in my cock. It enhanced her orgasm. We both lost our ability to think rationally.
We fucked each other in a manner that had to have come from primordial instinct. I thought, "Mother Nature gave us this ability so we could have this pleasure. She helped us make it last. She must love us very much." I saw Mother Nature. She was sitting on the edge of our bed. She held my hand and smiled at me.
I woke up several hours later. My mind was clear and I could remember everything that we had done. I must have fallen asleep while I was still in the state of euphoria where this little girl had led me. Anne and I were lying on our left sides. We were spooned together and I was holding her close to me. Our covers were over us and we were warm. She was utterly still, except for the motion of her chest. She was taking a shallow breath now and then. She was in a deep sleep.
I had to pee. I thought seriously about pissing the bed rather than leaving this girl for even a few minutes. I lay there and held her until I had to make a decision. I slipped out of bed without waking her. I went to the bathroom and then came right back. I had missed her terribly while I was gone. I pulled her back into my spoon.
I remembered what Eric had said. He told me that he didn't care if I watched him and Linda together. The remote control was within reach. I turned the TV on and retarded the sound to zero. I tuned to our security channel and cranked up the camera in the pool house. The light in the room was subdued but sufficient. They had left the blinds open on the glass wall between them and the dimly lit pool area. I zoomed in on the bed and brought the picture into a sharp focus.
Linda and her Lancelot were lying there together. Their room must have been warmer than ours was. They were only half covered. They were both naked. Eric was lying on his back and Linda was on her side facing him. She had an arm and a leg dbangd over him. Her head was nestled into the hollow of his shoulder. Linda sleeps in this position with me quite often. They were both asleep.
While I watched, Linda moved. I couldn't see their point of contact but Linda was rubbing her pussy against Eric's thigh. Even in his sleep, he gathered her closer and held her tighter. I had the sound turned off but I knew from experience that she was purring like a contented kitten while she dry fucked him in her sleep. I knew that she wasn't dreaming of me.
Suddenly, I felt a twinge of raw jealousy. That happens sometimes but this one wasn't a small or fleeting twinge. My stomach churned. I turned everything off and tossed the remote to the floor beside our bed. I wondered why I had wanted to watch them. Why would I do that to myself? It would have been easier for me if I had caught them in the middle of a good fuck. They were loving each other. That kind of thing is very hard on me. I tried to push the vision of them out of my mind.
I looked down at Anne. Only her face was out from under the covers. She glowed soft white in the low light. She has such a beautifully elfin face. I thought, "She is prettier than Linda anyway." I didn't really believe that. It wasn't the truth. I was just looking for some relief. I snuggled close to Anne. I remembered that Linda would sleep with me tomorrow night. That didn't help. She was sleeping with Eric right now.
Anne's naked body felt good to me. She was warm and soft. I took one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed it gently. She purred in her sleep and cuddled up closer to me exactly as Linda would have. That did help. I held her and replayed our last episode in my mind. My jealousy began to dissipate. I felt a bit ashamed of myself. I had allowed Linda to have her Lancelot. I shouldn't be upset because she was enjoying the experience. I found myself hoping that Linda and Eric had as much fun as I had shared with Anne. I wondered if I was being completely truthful with myself.
I decided that I was. I let myself relax and I felt better. I decided to "love the one I was with." I snuggled up close to Anne, held her a bit tighter and easily enough, I slipped back into sleep.
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Morning came late. It must have been after nine when I came awake. Anne was right where I had left her. It was as if she hadn't moved at all. I squeezed her and began to try to untangle myself from her. She wiggled her butt against me and held my arm in place where I was holding her. She said, "Hold me. We don't have to get up this minute."
I settled down behind her and held her. I needed a shower and my teeth felt fuzzy but I wanted another few minutes together just as she did.
Ten minutes later, she asked, "May I have the bathroom first?"
I gave my consent and she crawled out of bed. Ten minutes after that, I heard water running in the shower. I forced myself out of bed. I took a leak, brushed my teeth and shaved quickly. I stepped into the shower and found Anne all soapy and slippery. I moved into the stream of warm water and she helped make me all soapy and slippery.
We slipped and slid all over each other. Giggles and laughs were abundant. I helped her rinse the shampoo out of her hair and then massaged in the conditioner that would make it silky and shiny. I scrubbed her with a cloth and enjoyed every minute of it. She took her turn and gave me the same treatment.
As I dried her, I realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed our shower without sex. I hadn't even thought about it. I was happy just to hold her and touch her. We were pampering each other. It was more important than sex. I spent the next forty-five minutes pampering her. I dried and braided her pretty hair.
We both dressed-up just a bit. I knew that Linda and Eric would too. The girls were going shopping at the Factory Outlet Mall in Gainesville. Eric had said that he would like to see my place of business.
We had a quick breakfast and it was near noon when the four of us left the house. Linda and Anne left together in Linda's Camry. Eric and I drove to the plant in my pick-up. We had all agreed to meet back at the ranch around four o'clock. I was going to do steaks.
Linda and I had previously agreed on sexual abstinence after midday that day in preparation for our up-coming night together. I wondered if I had subconsciously abstained this morning in order to save something for Linda. I let the thought go but it did have some merit. I probably had.
I took Eric to the front office and introduced him to Alice and the girls. Alice handled her exposure to Eric well but both of the younger girls fell in love with him on sight. Robin was the most obvious. I watched her heart melt when he shook her hand. I laughed inside and thought, "Texas must have a marked shortage in young men in the category of rake."
We left on our tour of the plant and Eric never mentioned the girls. He seemed genuinely interested in the foundry operation and even more in the machine shop. He seemed more interested still in all the women in the assembly building.
Eric commented concerning the girls, "Luke, were I you, I would never leave work." I was impressed with him. All the girls in assembly wear rather drab overalls, heavy boots, hairnets and hardly any make-up. Eric saw their beauty right through all that camouflage but then, he was the recipient of several demure smiles and a few blatant flirts.
I replied, "They are my employees. They are off-limits to me." I said, "Anyway, Linda and I never fool around within a hundred miles of home. No one here knows that we swing."
He said, "Yes, I knew that. Linda informed me. She wanted to make sure I knew not to talk too much today." He paused and continued, "Laird Wilkinson lived in this community for a time as I understand. Offer me a job, Luke. I could hang around here for a while." We laughed but he might have been serious.
We went back up front and had a drink in my office. Eric stood at my window and looked out at the plant. I explained about the recreational area outside the plant compound. He said, "I am impressed, Laird Bowman. I had no idea you commanded this kind of wealth."
I laughed and said, "We are barely hanging on."
He chuckled and replied, "Says the man who is in the process of doubling his land holdings."
We still had a couple of hours before we had to meet the girls. I suggested we go by Ted's Place for a drink. Ted was almost alone when we arrived. He had three other customers but they seemed to be absorbed in a business meeting of some kind.
Ted said, "Ah, finally someone to talk with." He immediately began to berate me because Linda wasn't with us. He finished his tirade and asked, "What will you have?"
I answered, "My usual."
Eric ordered the house Scotch, a double and neat. Ted noticed his accent and I introduced them. I explained that Linda and I had met Eric and his sister when we were in Scotland. They were here on a sightseeing holiday and had stopped to visit us for a few days. I explained that the girls had gone shopping. Ted intuitively knew how important they were to us. He made sure that they became Ted and Eric to each other.
Ted poured our drinks and set them in front of us. Eric sniffed his and then did a double take on it. He sipped it. In his most powerful brogue, he said, "My word, Ted. This, my new friend, is very old and extremely good. It is certainly too good to waste on the likes of this poor boy from Edinburgh. Surely it is not the house brand."
Ted chuckled. He replied, "It is from my special hoard. A dear friend gave it to me. I thought you might be one to appreciate a taste of it. Most of the Scotch drinkers here are happy with the swill that I normally pass across this bar."
Eric took another small sip and savored it. He said, "I believe that I can identify this gift from the gods."
Ted laughed and called Eric's bluff. He said, "If you can, it will be worth another taste."
Eric took still another small sip. He said. "It is a truly fine single malt whiskey from near my home. It was finished in oak barrels that had once been used to transport rum from the Caribbean. The taste is unique. I am unable to identify each of the embedded flavors but I do know the label that this nectar wears. It bears the likeness of the Red Stagg." He paused. He sipped from his glass once more. He said, "This is, in fact, a fine choice for your private hoard. There is whiskey from older distilleries available and there are whiskeys that are certainly more expensive but there is none better. The family of William Grant produced this drink. It is from Glenfiddich. Laird Grant bestowed that name upon his distillery in 1887. The word is Gaelic for "Valley of the Deer." He paused and continued, "I have forgotten the year this was produced, but I do remember a note on the label. It was aged twenty-one years before it was bottled."
Ted set the bottle on the bar. He looked at me and said, "Luke, I think your young friend might be something of a whiskey snob." We all laughed.
Eric finished his drink, set his glass on the bar and said, "I think I will have another, Sir."
Ted said, "It is my pleasure, son." He poured a generous double into Eric's glass.
Eric looked at me and said, "I hope we have the hour that it will take for me to properly enjoy this fine drink." He paused as he raised his glass to Ted. He said, "As a Scotsman, I truly mourn the financial loss that you suffer because of our new relationship. I do acknowledge the monetary value of this fine whiskey. I will, however, forever cherish our acquaintance."
Ted said, "Luke, our young friend talks funny, doesn't he?" He paused and then spoke to Eric. He said, "Don't worry about the money, son. I'll put it on Luke's tab."
I asked, "What?"
Ted said, "Now Luke, You know how I value you as a paying customer who always holds up his end. I certainly wouldn't want to insult you by letting you slide on something as trivial as twenty-five dollars a shot Scotch."
I said, "Damn it, Ted, I gave you that whiskey and you always let me slide, as you put it, on a drink or two every time I come in here."
He replied, "The house does, in fact, spot you a drink or two when you bring your pretty wife to visit me. When she is not here, I consider you to be a valued paying customer." He hesitated and continued, "As I remember, it was Linda that gave me that bottle. She is the one that loves her Uncle Ted." Ted looked at Eric and said, "It's okay. He has plenty of money."
Eric laughed. He said, "I think that you might well have Scottish ancestry, Laird Ted." They both laughed at me.
I just shook my head and said, "Well, fuck me," under my breath.
We spent the hour that Eric needed to show proper respect to his drink. Ted had to spend some of his time with his other customers and two more came in. I took that time to give Eric some of Linda's history and I explained Ted's relationship with her through her real Uncle Gus. Linda does think of Ted as family. He bounced her on his knee when she was a toddler.