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Monday, December 6, 2010

Introduction to Bryce - Part 6

Dinner, Dessert, and TV

Knock, knock, knock.
“Shit, I forgot all about the food,” I told Bryce.

He just smiled as he got dressed quickly.  “Hey, just a sec.,” Bryce stopped me before I left the bedroom.  “Do you think they could take my clothes to be cleaned tonight before I leave?”
“Oh, yea, sure.  I don’t see why not.  Let me have them and I’ll ask,” I told him.

Bryce folded his clothes and gave them to me in an empty shopping bag that was lying on the table.
The food looked and smelled wonderful.  I handed the clothes to the young man and asked if they could drop them off with the valet to be cleaned that night.  He agreed, especially after the $20 tip, and left.

I heard the shower start up just before I knocked on the bathroom door.  Monica opened the door, peeking around the edge.
“Sweetheart, the food’s here.  Do you want to eat now or after your shower?”

She said she needed to shower and just start without her.  So Bryce and I started eating some of the seafood and salad but didn’t open the wine yet.
“I’m gonna check out the weather to see how long this is gonna keep up,” he said doubtfully, looking out the window.  I followed him into the bedroom with my small plate and sat at the table.  He sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the TV.

It was then that I remembered what channel we had left it on and cringed.
“Whoa, what’s this?” he said, sounding surprised.

We saw a blond woman with oversized fake boobs standing sandwiched between two muscular guys next to a pool.  The one in front was kissing her deeply in her mouth while the other guy was sucking on the back of her neck, one hand reaching around groping her tit and the other hand pulling her head back by her hair.  “DP Marathon Saturday” it said on the bottom corner.
Bryce just stared, transfixed, as a third man approached from the side, completely naked, slowly stroking his half-erect cock.  Bryce did not move or speak for several minutes as the scene on the TV progressed.  It wasn’t long before all three men were naked, kissing and feeling the blond all over.  The sucking and groping soon turned into a very erotic triple-penetration on a reclining pool chair.  Bryce really got into the movie and didn’t respond to any of my conversation over the next 20 minutes.  “I’ve never seen anything like this,” he finally exclaimed with an air of exhilaration.

The bathroom door opened and Monica came out, just as one of the guys on the TV finished off an orgasm on the woman’s cheek.  The one behind her was fucking her VERY hard anally and seemed to be nearing the end as she road the third guy underneath her much more slowly.  Monica stood there for a few seconds, looking back and forth between the two of us and the TV.  Bryce didn’t even notice her standing there next to him.
It was probably only about a minute before the anal intruder pulled out and jacked off onto her ass with a typical moan.  Monica was now staring intently at the TV.  The woman then began fucking the third guy harder and faster and started grunting and moaning.  She lunged forward and backward and the man lying in the chair had to hold her by the waist to keep her from falling over.  She spasmed a few more times before the scene faded away to a bunch of ads.

“Well that was interesting,” Monica said quietly in a somewhat seductive tone, startling Bryce who stood up quickly and turned toward her.  He just stared with his eyes wide open, embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
“Looks pretty painful though, having two guys in you at the same time like that.  I wonder if those girls can tolerate it better because they’ve done it so many times.  That’s gotta hurt most women.”

“Oh, she actually had THREE guys in her a minute ago!  The first one finished before you came out,” I informed her.
Bryce was still staring at her, as if caught doing something very naughty and was trying to make up an excuse.

“THREE?  At the same time?  How?”
“Oh yea!  She was blowing that first dude that came on her face when you walked in…while screwing the other two guys,” I said.

“Oh,” she said inquisitively, the TV losing her focus as she glanced upward a little, obviously pondering something.
“I think if you do it gently at first and get her accustomed to you, you could ease the pain and the woman could enjoy it,” Bryce finally said, turning quickly away from her toward the fast-playing ads.  “I think.”

“Oh, you think so?”  Monica was watching him with a slight grin, but he was still looking away.  “I’ve thought about maybe trying that some day, but it seems kind of scary.  I wonder what it would be like,” Monica stated in a softer tone, still watching him.
“Well, as long as you were with a couple of guys who cared more about your pleasure than their own, you should be ok.  You’d really enjoy it…I think.” Bryce got up and walked past her toward the door to the main room, staring straight ahead and not daring to glance at her.  “Would you like me to, um…,” Bryce paused briefly as he caught sight of Monica’s gaze and seemed to forget what he was going to say.  “…open, the um, wine now?”

“Oh that would be nice,” Monica replied with a big smile.  “I would love a glass!”
With Bryce in the other room, Monica came over quickly.  “Guess what I did in the shower,” she said with a wicked grin on her face as she opened her hand to reveal a small black vibrator that I hadn’t seen in years.  “Sorry, I was still so horny!  I had to continue without you.”

“Haha, I didn’t even know you brought any toys.  But I didn’t think you really liked that one.  You said it was too small, that it didn’t fill your pussy up enough to really be enjoyable.”
“No, it doesn’t.  But that’s not where I put it,” she whispered, raising her eyebrows at me.

“What?  You mean…?”  Monica nodded.  “Really?  I didn’t know you did that anymore.”
“No, I hadn’t been in the mood for it until today.  And you wouldn’t believe how fast I came.  I had this inside me and I was playing with my clit at the same time.  It felt so good!  I wanna try this, DP-style, with you as soon as we get home.”

“Wow, yea, sure!  I’ve been waiting on that for years!  You know I always liked it,” I reminded her.  It had been several years since we had tried anything anal, and although it was thoroughly enjoyable for both of us, Monica seemed to have been shying away from it with so many responsibilities and things on her mind lately.
Bryce returned with the wine bottle, three glasses, and the dessert platter.  “Here, I figured you were probably hungry too,” he told her as he set the tray down, opened the bottle, and poured the glasses.

She discreetly slipped the vibrator back into her robe pocket, grabbed a filled glass, and took a huge gulp.  “God, that’s good.  I haven’t had wine in ages!”  She took several more sips quickly, which was totally unlike my wife.  She was never a big drinker and usually only sipped wine slowly.  Monica sat at the head of the bed in her robe with her legs crossed, still sipping the wine, watching the ads on the TV.  She finished off her glass, leaned back on the headboard, and asked Bryce for more.
He walked over and poured another glass for her.  “Thank you, Sweetie,” she said, caressing his wrist with her fingertips while he poured, nearly causing him to spill it.

He just smiled before bringing me a glass, then went over and sat in the chair on the other side of the bed with his own glass, remote control in hand.  “You wanna watch the news or something,” he asked, pointing the remote.
“No, this is fine.  I don’t really feel like listening to those talking heads tonight,” Monica told him, still staring at the ads for pornographic DVD’s, Web sites, and 900-numbers.  “Lee, I’m starving!  Hand me that dessert platter!”

I took the desserts over to her so she could pick something.  She looked it over before taking the entire platter and setting it down in her lap.
“I think I might try a little of everything,” she snickered.  She first tried a chocolate-covered strawberry before taking a bite out of a small piece of cake.  “Damn this is good,” Monica remarked.  “You guys should try some of this stuff,” she asked while patting the bed on either side of her.

I sat on her right side and took a few grapes, while Bryce sat on the other side and swallowed a spoonful of chocolate mousse.
Double the Agent

We all looked up when we heard some cheesy, synthesized music and saw “Double the Agent,” the title of the movie coming up, in large letters on the TV.  Rarely do I remember the titles of cheap porn, but this one would be different, I would soon find out.
“Must be some sort of ridiculous government spy plot,” I suggested, still munching on grapes.

Boy was I wrong.  The first scene showed two very young guys, maybe about 20 years old, dressed casually, following a nicely dressed woman in her mid 40’s into a house.  She was evidently a real estate agent showing furnished houses to twin brothers who were moving out of their college dorms while still in school.  Their rich father apparently told them they could buy any reasonable house in the area they wanted, as long as they stayed away from all those “nasty coed sluts,” as he called them.  “Wants us to find decent, upstanding young women from well-to-do families that we can bring home so he can show off to his rich golfing buddies,” they told her.  “He was scared we’d fall for the first piece of easy ass that came along, and she’d take all his money,” one of them said with a guffaw.
“Oh, well I’m sure I can help you find something that will please ALL of you!”  She was layered in lots of makeup and had her hair up in a tight bun with huge hoop earrings.  Her big smile couldn’t hide that she was looking both of them up and down.

“Well, we know where this is going,” Bryce commented.
“Maybe.  But probably not with her.  Two hot guys like that could have any girls they wanted.  This woman’s too old for them.  They’d never go for her,” my wife told us.

“Ha!”  Bryce and I laughed in unison.  “Shit, these guys are probably horny as hell.  No way will they turn down such a good-looking woman like that.  Regardless of her age,” I corrected her.  Bryce agreed, “Yea, no doubt about it.”
“We’ll see,” she replied.

The agent showed them around the bottom floor before leading them upstairs.  They followed behind her, both watching her perfect, panty-hosed legs in high heels climb the stairs in a very sexy walk.  They were trying to peek up her blue skirt, smirking and nodding at each other.  She caught them watching her at the top of the stairs and just smiled and giggled.  She led them to the first bedroom which had a huge king-size bed and a patio door.  “As you can see, this new bed has all the latest mattress technology, making anything you do here as enjoyable as possible,” she said as she put her briefcase on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed.  “Why don’t you come try it out?”
“Oh please,” Monica laughed.  “Like they’d fall for that.”

“They will,” Bryce and I told her in unison again.
One of the brothers walked over, and slipping his hand under her skirt, started feeling her inner thigh.  The other brother kneeled on the bed and began kissing her and unbuttoning her blouse.

“What the hell?  How is that realistic?” Monica laughed again, showing her naiveté when it came to pornography.
“It’s not supposed to be realistic, they just need to get down to business,” I told her.

The scene continued into one guy going down on her while the other guy was sucking on her tits.  Monica must have been getting into it because she started rubbing both of our legs.  She did this for a few more minutes before moving her hands up onto our cocks at the same time.  She squeezed and stroked both tools through our pants, bringing them to full erections in a matter of seconds.  I kept glancing at her eyes.  They were fixated on the movie, huge, and slowly changing to a lustful green.
I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips a few times before slowly inserting my tongue.  I could feel her tongue slip between my lips as well and we kissed passionately, the moans and sucking sounds from the TV in the background.  I caressed her neck softly, then moved my hand down to feel her bosom on top of the robe before sliding my fingers inside to cup as much of her huge left breast as possible.  It felt unusually warm, as if it’d been sitting in front of a fire all night.

She gasped, “your hand’s cold.”  Monica’s nipple certainly wasn’t protesting though as it became very erect and hard, flicking back and forth between my fingers.
Bryce got the dessert tray out of the way quickly and began kissing her on the other side of her neck.  I looked back to see one guy screwing the agent while she was sucking on his brother’s huge penis.  She could only get the head in her mouth; it must have been at least 10 inches long!

I caught Monica glancing at the TV too, but she averted her eyes quickly, turning toward Bryce to kiss him deeply, her hand still rubbing my cock through my pants.
I moved down and began kissing and sucking on her chest, running the tip of my tongue along the baby-soft skin of her exposed cleavage.  After untying her robe, I slowly opened the sides to reveal her full, luscious breasts, both nipples fully erect now.  All the very light, fine hairs across her bosom were standing on end.  She obviously had goose bumps from the sudden exposure to the chilly air and her growing stimulation.

Bryce could no longer hide his yearning and reached down immediately to hold her left breast while stroking her hair and kissing her.  A few seconds later, he slid his hand over between us to cup her right tit, pulling it toward him slightly while massaging it deeply.
Monica moaned loudly, muffled by Bryce’s deep, hard kisses.  She had one arm wrapped loosely around his neck while blindly fumbling with her other hand for the zipper bursting outward by my bulging cock.

I got up on my knees to remove my shirt, tossing it on the floor, then moved down to straddle her thighs.  Her legs were so smooth and silky, normally a delicious creamy white, but had turned the same deep pink I had seen before when she was extremely turned on.  I held her legs together with my knees while running my hands up and down over her thighs.  They were so warm and smooth; they felt so good.  Then I kneeled over and gave her a very light kiss below her bellybutton with just the tips of my lips.
Monica’s whole body convulsed once and she let out a low moan, closing her eyes and laying her head back.

Bryce leaned across her chest and pulled her breast to his mouth, kissing very lightly around her nipple, teasing it.
She took his other hand in hers, which was caressing her neck, pulled it upm and held it tightly against her face.

I continued to kiss and suck on her tummy, flicking her bellybutton with my tongue, then pinching it between my lips.  My hands slowly glided up the sides of her hips before clutching them hard for a second, causing her to moan again.
Bryce flicked her nipple with his tongue a couple of times before finally sucking as much of her tit as he could into his mouth.

“Oh God,” Monica said in a very low tone before inserting one of Bryce’s fingertips past her lips and holding it between her teeth, her eyes still closed.
I didn’t turn around to see what was happening on the TV, but all three of them were moaning hurriedly in unison, the real estate agent getting louder and louder.

Bryce moved over to my wife’s other tit, sucking on the hard nipple for a few seconds before releasing it.  He licked it with his tongue in several long strokes then gently bit down on it between his teeth.
“Oh!” Monica yelled out as she shoved his finger all the way into her mouth forcefully and wrapped her lips tightly around it, her breathing becoming slightly staggered.

I moved my attention farther down and began kissing her along her thin line of pubic hairs, pulling them gently with my teeth and sucking on them.  I always did like the feel of her pussy hairs on my tongue.  They were so fine and gentle, they tickled slightly, but the close proximity to her most sensitive of erogenous zones made them so exciting!  I followed them down with my tongue to meet her clitoral hood, just barely exposed above her clenched thighs.
I had never played with her clit before with her legs held so tightly together, so I wasn’t certain how much stimulation she would even feel.  I dabbed at her concealed clitoris with the tip of my tongue and she gasped, Bryce’s finger still deep in her mouth.  I stabbed at it several more times and she moaned as she let go of Bryce’s finger just long enough to insert it into her mouth again with a second one.

I continued licking her tight clit as it turned pink, then a very deep red, becoming moist within a matter of seconds.  She gasped again, and I could feel her raising her hips into my face.  I knew this wasn’t very comfortable for her though, so I released my grip on her thighs and stood on the floor, watching both of them.  She finally parted her legs and I saw for the first time that her pussy was very red and very wet, maybe the wettest I’d ever seen her.
She opened her eyes and leaned her head forward, motioning toward my lower half with a glance.  I understood the cue and quickly stripped off my remaining clothes.  I caught a glimpse of Monica watching the TV so I looked back to see that one of the young men was drilling the agent while she was sucking on the other guy’s massive member.

My lover seemed to be hypnotized by this scene for a second, so I wasted no time and dove straight into her soaking cunt, burying my tongue deep inside, my nose nudging her throbbing clit.
“Shit,” she said loudly, as if I caught her off guard.  She leaned her head back farther toward the headboard, and Bryce moved his mouth’s attention to her exposed neck.

I pulled my wet, hard tongue out just long enough to suck her love button forcibly into my wanting mouth.  Her clit was stiff and soaking in the sweet flavor of her love juices I knew so well.  I nibbled and sucked on it, savoring it like a piece of hard, gourmet candy.
Bryce was still groping one breast and sucking hard on her neck, his other hand on her back, pulling her torso into his chest.  Her breathing was becoming more erratic, so he released her, laying her head down gently on the pillow.  Quickly ripping off his pants, he presented his erection over her flushed face.

I had returned to tongue-fucking her pussy and brought my hand up to rub her swollen clit.  It was beet-red, wet, and throbbing.  I pulled back the hood with my thumb, her pleasure button inflating like a balloon.  I pressed down on it hard, and she gasped, involuntarily opening her eyes.
I think she had momentarily forgotten about Bryce and was somewhat surprised (and elated) to see his ready cock, waiting over her hungry mouth.  She wrapped her fingers around it and pulled it closer, catching another glimpse of the fuck-and-suck scene on the TV.  She turned her head toward our friend as he positioned himself better and pushed his hips toward her head.  Taking several inches into her mouth at once, they both moaned in unison.

My wife’s head bobbing up and down on her new toy, I went back to sucking on her clit for a few seconds before ramming my tongue deep into her pussy again.  Just a few pumps of my tongue later, she screamed out, “Oh God, I’m gonna cum!”
“No you’re not,” I retorted with a wicked chuckle and grin.  I immediately pulled off of her and she desperately glanced back at me.  She started to release Bryce’s cock, but I commanded him, “No, don’t let her go yet!”

He grabbed her head with both hands and held her tightly onto his tool, shoving it even deeper into her mouth, undoubtedly starting to reach her throat.
I moved up between her legs fast, grabbed her knees, and shoved my pre-cum-dripping shaft straight into her tight, hungry cunt.  A high-pitched squeak was the only sound she could get out around his member as my enormous erection stretched her out for the first time that night.  She was so tight on my first thrust, I could only get my dick in just halfway.  I pulled nearly all the way out before shoving my cock all the way in this time.  I muttered something that resembled, “oh fuck,” as Monica closed her eyes and reached a hand back to grab the wooden headboard above her head.

My thumb continuing to stroke her clit hard and fast, I pulled back out and slammed my cock in, the entire 8 inches engulfed by her hungry snatch.
She seemed to be losing all control as her convulsions started at her waist and worked down to her knees.  Her hand turned pale as she gripped the headboard with all the strength she could muster.  Her head began shaking violently, but Bryce was still holding her with both hands, his cock being brutally shoved into her aching mouth.  Her hips bucked erratically up and down, with seemingly no attempt being made to match my fierce penetrations.

Her loud, but muffled screams reverberated up through his cock and he could feel the vibrations all over his body.  This seemed to push him over the edge as he yelled out “Fuck!  Oh shit!” and began unloading his amassed seed deep into her throat.
She continued to scream erratically as Bryce reluctantly released her and her chin snapped with a violent jolt back to the center of her chest.  She was yelling and screaming something incoherent, thrashing her head back and forth, cum seeping out of both sides of her mouth.  Her entire body was STILL shaking as her orgasm continued.  She finally let go of the headboard and slammed her head back down onto the pillow, her head still thrashing, but a little less vigorously now.

My fucking slowed down a bit as her body finally started relaxing.  After a few more thrusts into her unbelievably moist pussy, I stopped and ordered her, “Turn over and get up on your knees.”  At that moment, more than anything I wanted to see my wife’s beautiful ass while I fucked her doggy-style.  She moved a little too slowly for my current mood, so I repeated, “I said turn over.” I grabbed her hips with authority, lifted her entire lower half off the bed, and flipped her over like a ragdoll.  Her head and arms flopped onto the bed.
ushing her thighs out forcefully with my knees, I lifted her hips up as her pussy spread apart and greeted me with that sweet aroma of sex that always drove me so wild!  She laid her head down to the side, looking away from Bryce.  Reaching her hand into her pocket, she pulled out the small, black vibrator.  “Here, you might need this,” she informed me, reaching back and presenting it to me for my approval.  She closed her eyes slowly and tried to conceal a slight grin.

Introduction to Bryce - Part 5

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Introduction to Bryce - Part 3

Lunch with Bryce

After breakfast, we decided to take a walk around that part of the city and maybe do a little shopping.  We spent at least an hour in a fascinating antique toy store.  I didn’t even know such a thing existed!  After picking up a couple of Christmas gifts for the kids, we walked around the park across from the hotel (hand-in-hand) and enjoyed the very sunny Autumn day.

Just before noon, we were cuddling together on a bench watching all the kids playing in a fountain when my phone rang.  It was Bryce.  He informed me that he’d finally gotten out of the Q&A session after a lecture and hadn’t eaten all morning.
“Dude, I’m starving.  You guys wanna meet for lunch?”

“Yes, absolutely,” I replied.  “We’re at that park across from the hotel, can’t remember the name.  There’s a little café about a block south of the hotel with a red neon sign in the window.  You wanna meet us there?”
“Yep, I’m leaving right now.  See you there.”

“Was that Bryce?”  Monica’s eyes were wide open in poorly concealed excitement, her gorgeous eyes looking greener in the shade under the tree.  Her hair was covering a little of her forehead and her creamy white skin was a shockingly sexy contrast next to her naturally bright red, full lips.  Luckily she hadn’t had time before we left to put on too much makeup, so her adorable little freckles on her cheeks were exposed.
I grabbed her hand and gently kissed each sexy cheek, saying softly, “Yes, sweetheart, that was him.  Ready to go meet him for lunch?”

Her eyebrows raised with anticipation as she futilely tried to suppress a wicked-looking grin.  “Sure, I could eat,” she tried to say nonchalantly.
When we got to the café, Bryce was there waiting for us.  The sun was directly in his face, so he was wearing very dark sunglasses.  As we approached, I had the strange feeling he was staring at my wife, up and down, undressing her in his mind.  He took off his glasses and for the first time I noticed his light brown eyes, his pupils contracting quickly to the bright sunlight.  He was wearing a dark blue suit, light blue shirt, maroon-colored tie, and some very nice, expensive-looking brown loafers.  I was caught a little off-guard when his entire body turned to face my wife.  He was looking at her face, but twice I caught him glancing down at the enormous curves her breasts were making through her tight, short-sleeved white top.  I looked over and you could just make out the slight protrusion her nipples were making through her thick shirt.

I reached out my hand and he took it immediately, said “Good afternoon” and smiled.  I put my left arm around my wife and pulled her close, as if to remind him that she was spoken for.
Bryce held the door open for us and as I let my wife enter, I caught a reflection of him in the glass once again staring at Monica’s shapely rear end.  There were very few customers in there, possibly because it was so cold, like an old ice cream shop.  We grabbed a table by the front window, Bryce choosing the side in the sun.  Our side of the table was in a dark shadow from the awning outside, and with the thermostat seemingly set so low, we were quite chilly.

We all ordered some simple subs then chatted for a few minutes about the conference and Bryce’s lecture.  He seemed to really enjoy discussing the complicated topic.  I hadn’t used the restroom since we left the hotel room hours ago, so I excused myself to the men’s room at the back of the café.  Before going in, I stood in the little hallway and watched my wife continue socializing with the stranger.  She seemed to really be into him.
I finished pretty quickly but hung back in the dark hallway for a few more minutes checking the college football scores on my phone.  I didn’t realize how long I’d been when my wife came looking for me.  I heard her footsteps and looked up to see her approaching.  The first thing I noticed were her nipples were now poking through her shirt as if she were braless.  I stared for a second, quite alarmed, but shook it off and smiled at her.

Bathroom Bash
“You’ll never believe what he just told me,” she said quickly.  Her eyes were huge, she was breathing erratically, and she had a look of panic on her face.  I looked at her curiously as she continued.  “First he apologized like three times for what he was about to say, mumbling something about us being married and looking happy and not wanting to mess with that.  It was so weird.  He said he thinks it’s wonderful we’ve been married for 14 years and has always wanted a marriage that would be as happy and last as long as ours.”

 “Ok, well that was nice of him.  So why are you telling me this?  You could have waited until I got back.”
“No, that’s not all,” she continued.  “He told me I was very beautiful and ‘incredibly sexy’, or something like that.  He said I was ‘stunning’ and matched exactly the fantasy woman he’s had in his dreams since high school.  He said that if he could ever design a perfect woman that I would be what he had in mind.”

“Wow,” was all I could think of.  This was pretty awkward.  I looked around the corner and saw Bryce still sitting there, looking kind of nervous.
“I just wanted to tell you immediately so you knew what was going on,” Monica explained.  She grimaced a little then continued ,”and I have to admit to you that I find him very sexy and am turned on by him.  Come here, let me show you something.”

She grabbed my wrist and led me directly into the ladies’ room, not even hesitating to see if it was occupied first.  Luckily it wasn’t.  She then pulled me into one of the stalls and closed and locked the door behind us.  She unbuckled her pants and pulled them down just below her waste.  She grabbed the back of my hand, spread her legs apart a little, and placed my hand directly onto her pussy.
I was nearly speechless.  She’d been alone with this man in a public place, fully clothed, and in less than 5 minutes, she was soaking wet.  “What the fuck,” I said and pulled my hand away, alarmed.

“I’m sorry,” she said quickly.  “You know this doesn’t happen to me with other men.  That’s why I wanted to let you know immediately.”
When she said this, my attitude relaxed and I no longer felt jealous or betrayed.  I still felt like the one, special man in her life.  I put my right hand back on her wet cunt, then grabbed the back of her head with my other hand and pulled her close, giving her a very deep kiss, my tongue slowly probing the deepest reaches of her mouth.  She gave me her tongue and I sucked on it lightly as I pulled away.

“Wow, you’re pretty fucking wet.  That guy must really turn you on.”
“Only a little!  You’re still the only man that really gets my juices flowing,” she said unconvincingly.

I slid my middle finger between her pussy lips and inserted in only about an inch into her eager vagina.  She closed her eyes just for a second, then opened them, shook her head, pulled my hand away, and said, “No, not here.”
I tossed her policing hand to the side and cupped her snatch once more, easily sliding my middle finger two or three inches in this time.  She grabbed my wrist more forcefully this time, telling me in a commanding voice, “Lee.  No.”

I grabbed Monica around the waste, spun her around, and pushed her back against the stall door.
“Wait,” was all she could get out before I pinned her protesting arm against the door, shoving my tongue into her stuttering mouth and placing three fingers hard against her clit.  She gasped and whimpered into my mouth as I roughly rubbed her clit with all three fingers in several hard strokes before forcing them into her tight pussy.  Her knees buckled a little, then she spread her legs a little more, giving me even better access.

With one arm still held against her will to the stall door, she grabbed the hair on the back of my head and pulled me off of her mouth, quickly moving her lips to my neck.  As I retracted my three fingers from her soaking cunt, she sucked my neck into her mouth, hurting me a little and causing me to jam all three fingers back in.
I continued finger-fucking my wife’s splendid pussy until she bit my neck hard.  I involuntarily pulled them back out before regaining focus and forcefully rubbing her clit again.  I could hear her whimpering again as I began flicking her clit furiously with the tip of my middle finger.

Her entire upper body spasmed as her orgasm began, and I could feel her weight lean against me.  This was my cue, so I ran the three fingers down her clit and back into her pussy, holding them there as her sweet vagina gripped my hand powerfully and filled with cum.  I held her body in this position until her orgasm had fully stopped.  Monica had her head on my chest and was breathing fast.
“Damn,” I whispered as she pulled her pants back up.  I opened the stall door slowly to make sure nobody had come in unnoticed, but the coast was still clear.  I had gotten worked up myself, so I washed and straightened up to try to hide what we’d  been up to, giving Monica a few minutes to compose herself and calm down.

As we slowly snuck back out toward the dining area, I thought for a moment, then got very, very excited about this opportunity to fulfill our long-time fantasy.  “Well, if you like him that much, how about if we go out with him tonight to see a movie or something?”
Her eyes seemed to light up again instantly.  “Yes,” she said alarmingly fast with unbelievable enthusiasm.  She caught herself and toned it down quickly, “Yea, that would be fun.”

“Ok, well let’s go ask him and see if he’s up for it,” I replied.
She agreed but hung back as I started walking back to the table.  I glanced back to see what was wrong.  She whispered loud enough for only me to hear, “Sorry, I can’t go back like this.  I don’t want him to figure out what state I’m in right now.”

“You’re in Texas,” I joked.  But she just gave me an eyeroll and said, “You go set something up with him.  I’ll be back after I calm down.”
I agreed and rejoined Bryce at the table.  “I saw Monica by the restrooms.”  I gave him a big grin, trying to convey that I knew how he felt about my wife, without having to say it out loud.  I don’t know if he got it or not.  “Anyway, we were wondering if you wanted to go see a movie or something tonight?”

“Oh, that would be great!  I’ve been studying so much lately, I haven’t seen a movie in like a year.”
“Cool.  You wanna meet us here then?  How about 6:00 in room 872?  We’ll get something to eat and find a movie in the big mall down the street.”

“Yea, man, I’ll be at your room at 6:00.  872.”
“Ok, well Monica said not to wait for her.  Said she’s gotta make a phone call and she’ll just see you tonight.  Bryce seemed to understand the hint and grabbed his jacket and tie off the chair next to him, which I had not even noticed before, but he must have removed while we were in the restroom.

He stood up with his jacket folded in front of him, said “already, see ya later,” and then left.  When he got outside, I noticed him putting his jacket back on, and then became very aware of what he was trying to hide:  a huge bulge in the front of his pants.  This dude had a massive erection.  I wondered to myself how big his penis must be to produce such a huge bulge.
Monica reappeared almost immediately and said to me in a whisper, “did you see his pants?”  She apparently had been watching from the hallway.

“No, why,” I fibbed.
She said, “Oh nothing,” trying to suppress another grin.

“Well, he’s gonna meet us at our room at 6:00 and we’ll go to the mall for a movie and dinner,” I informed her.
My wife just smiled.

We were exhausted by the time we got back to her room and just rested and napped for the rest of the afternoon.
Room 872

I was awoken by my Monica’s sweet voice at around 4:30.  “You need to go get in the shower now.  I’ll take mine after you.  Looks like the weather’s getting pretty bad.”
I looked outside and it was sprinkling and very dark already.  Obviously a bad storm was near us and I was hoping it would pass before we left.

I had a nice, hot shower and shaved, including down where she likes me to keep the hair off.  I didn’t know what was going to happen the rest of the weekend, so I needed to keep myself ready for her just in case.
When I got out of the bathroom, she was sitting on the edge of the bed just in her underwear, watching the news.  It was a bit of an odd sight.  I said, “shower’s open.”

She smiled, stood up, and walked toward the shower.  I paused and gently grabbed her arm as she walked by me.
“Sweetheart, does Bryce really turn you on that much?  If so, then you know the fantasy we’ve always talked about?  Well, if you think this might be the right guy, I’m ok with it.”

Her face lit up like she’d just won the lottery.  Then forcing herself to calm down, she said, “Yea, he’s kind of cute.  But I don’t know if I could ever go through with it.  It’s always been just a fantasy.  I’m not sure if I could really do it.”
“Well, don’t worry, baby,” I said.  “If you feel like it’s not the right guy, then that’s ok.  I’m ok with whatever you’re comfortable with.”

Once again her eyes grew huge and she tried to suppress a grin. “Ok, I hear you.  Then we’ll see.”  She closed the bathroom door behind her and I heard the tub running a few seconds later.
I sat on the bed in my underwear and glanced at the TV.  Just some boring news show.  I clicked the “Channel Return” button to get it back onto the sports channel where I was watching the football game earlier.  But instead of sports, I got something unexpected.  Porn.  Very raunchy porn.  It was two guys screwing a skinny blonde chick with fake boobs.  “Definitely not my type,” I said out loud.  I always did hate fake boobs and skinny women.  The banner across the bottom corner of the screen is what caught my attention next:  “DP Marathon Saturday” it said.

It only took me a second to put two and two together.  While I was in the shower, my sweet, innocent wife had been watching double-penetration porn, in only her underwear.  This was getting interesting.
I opened the bathroom door and found her completely naked, sitting on the edge of the tub, shaving her legs.

She just smiled at me and said, “Hey, just shaving.  I’ll get in the shower in a minute.”
“Oh no problem,” I said.  “Just wanted to watch for a minute.”

After her shave, she closed the shower curtain and bent over to turn on the shower, her dazzling ass staring me right in the face.  The angle gave me a perfect view of her delectable pussy and tight asshole.  Something was different though.  It took me a moment to realize that my sweet, innocent Monica had shaved her pubic hair around her pussy lips and higher into a cute little landing strip.  In fact, ALL the public hair on the back side of her pussy was now gone, smoothing out the surface all the way back to her anus.
I think she realized I was staring at her, so she looked around at me, smiled and said, “Watcha lookin’ at?”  She kept glancing back and forth between my face and my growing erection in my briefs.  I just smiled back in embarrassment.

“I see you shaved a little more than normal,” I responded with a grin.
“Oh you noticed?  Do you like it?”  She now had a huge smile on her face.  “That’s not the only thing I’m about to do that’s unusual.  I’m gonna take a special shower and make sure EVERYTHING is ready for tonight.”  Her smile changed into an evil grin and she gave a quick wink.

I smiled and exited, gently closing the door behind me.  I was pretty sure I knew what this meant.  The extra shave, “special” shower, and the DP marathon?  This was definitely a side of Monica I had never seen.  I couldn’t wait to see what the night had in store.
Her shower was longer than normal, as expected.  I passed the time switching back and forth between football and the marathon, fantasizing about what might happen to us that night.  I was fully dressed in jeans and a button shirt by the time she came out.