“So, what happened then?” I asked.
Vicki began slowly (not looking into my face) and she
said, “As I was kissing Al I reached down and finally
put my hand on his cock in his jeans. I felt really bad
that he thought I was teasing him. I began rubbing and
playing with it in his jeans until it got really hard
again and then when he asked me to do it again.
I used both hands and I unzipped him and I took it out
of his pants. He calmed down and his mood changed almost
as soon as I did that. He had one arm around me now
since I was sitting so close, and he put his other hand
back into my blouse and back onto my right breast and he
started gently squeezing it again and I started to jack
him off.”
“Does it embarrass you to admit that to me?” I asked.
“It shouldn’t honey. We talked about all of this… a
lot of times. You know how I feel about that. It was
bound to happen when you get into something like this
with another guy, sooner or later.
“I knew it bothered you not giving back the other time
and so I’ve known all along eventually if you meant
that, it was just a matter of time until his cock was
going to get played with. You know I must have known
that when I didn’t immediately say, “oh know you don’t,
you’re never gonna do that,” didn’t you? I swear to you
I’m not mad sweetheart. I love you.”
Try as I might I was sure her admission of this was
gonna make me cum. I tried everything…thinking of
other things momentarily even and the rush of wanting to
cum right then faded.
“I know all of that,” Vicki said. “It’s just that I have
never done anything like that before and I guess I kind
of wasn’t completely sure how you’d take hearing it that
I had done it.”
“Honey,” I said. “Where are you? You’re in my bed,
talking to me, fucking me, being honest. Right? I trust
you with my life. WE decided Al could be with you, not
me alone or you alone. I’ve already watched him finger
fuck you. It was just a matter of time before you held
his cock. I knew that. If this goes on long enough he’ll
eventually fuck you with it.
“Maybe with me there, or not, but it will happen and
you’ll not only let him, you’ll be holding it then to
guide it into your pussy. I know it and I think you know
it. And then, just like now, nothing bad will STILL ever
happen between us to affect you and I.
“Telling me you did that to him is why I trust you with
my life. Secrets hurt, honestly makes yah closer. We’ve
talked about all of this many times. The fact you did it
is well, something we both discussed would probably
happen at some point, and if there was any problems with
it I’d have said so by now. OK? I love you.”
“I know you love me,” Vicki said. Then thoughtfully
Vicki went on to say, “I felt I had to do it, kind of.
After being called a tease. It was like a challenge to
me personally, to my character. I had to do it to show
him I’m not a tease. Do you know what I mean?”
“Baby, baby, baby,” I said. “Of course I do. I love you.
I’m glad you told me all of it. Go on with your story.”
“But you’re wrong,” Vicki said, “I’ll never let him fuck
me.”
“You sure?” I asked. “He makes you get waaay too hot…
waaaay too fast to say never, don’t he now?” Vicki just
shyly smiled back at me, but she didn’t say anything.
Vicki then went on to say, more confidently now, that
with her sitting so close to him that the angle of his
hand and arm reaching into her blouse, things in front
were gaping open much more now than before, so now both
of her boobs were showing out the front windshield to
anyone who passed by and looked.
When she became aware of that, that she was totally nude
in front of God and everybody, Vicki said she had let go
of his cock and again tried to move her blouse or coat
to hide them some, but again he stopped her and told her
not to do that.
He liked looking at them as she did that to him, he
said, and he’d watch out for anyone walking or driving
by if she’d just let them show. Besides if anyone saw
such beautiful tits, he’d not care and she shouldn’t
either. If anyone said anything he’d simply tell them to
mind their own business, they were his wife’s tits. So
she didn’t try to hide them again from his view. Vicki
said instead she kind of kept an eye out herself anyway.
Vicki admitted that she was probably overcompensating
for just being called a tease, and so she was allowing
things to happen she normally wouldn’t by not covering
up her boobs in public with him and all, but as long as
both kept looking around she let him keep on feeling and
looking at them openly while she jacked him off. Plus
she kept thinking, maybe he’d cum faster if he could see
her boobs while she was doing that to him, so she
allowed it.
“What was he saying, doing all this time?” I asked.
“Every word, and what were you thinking? I want to know
everything.”
“Well, every now and then,” Vicki said, “I’d look down
at his cock as I was jacking him off, just to look at
it. In fact I’m not sure that I ever stopped looking at
it except for a couple of times when Al took his hand
off of my boob and used it to move my head up towards
him so he could kiss me, but then when he’d move his
hand back to my boob, I’d go back to looking at his dick
in my hand again.
“It was smaller than it looked in his jeans. Smaller
than yours for sure. I’d guess maybe 6″ long, not as
thick in my hand, but very hard. The head of it was
different looking than yours…smaller…more pointed I
guess you’d call it. Strawberry shaped is maybe how to
best describe it. Hard to explain.”
“Did looking at and holding his cock turn you on more
than you already was?” I asked.
“It’s funny you asked me that,” Vicki said, “because I
remember after he called me a tease, it broke the mood
for me and I wasn’t turned on at all anymore.
I remember kind of feeling that I had to do this, prove
something to him, when I scooted over and began rubbing
it in his pants. But after I got it out and I saw it and
was holding it, feeling how stiff and hard and hot it
felt in my hand, and listening to what he was saying to
me, and seeing what I was doing to him, I began getting
hot again really quickly.
I think jacking him off, holding his cock, made me
hotter than he’d made me get by touching me. Watching
his reactions, when I had his cock in my hand I felt
like I owned him, totally controlled him, and that makes
me hot, if you know what I mean?”
Vicki admitted to me that on the way home just thinking
about how hard his cock felt in her hand, looking at it,
watching how she had made him spurt his cum out
everywhere was why she was so hot and wet and so wanting
to fuck me when she walked into the house. Waaay more so
than just being played with herself.
“I do know what you mean about the feeling of
controlling someone while you’re playing with them or
fucking them,” I said. “So, go on. What did he say while
you were jacking him off?” I asked.
“He told me he loved me and he had for a long time. I
don’t know if that is so, but he said it. Probably
because he was so hot. He told me I was good at jacking
him off, better than anyone ever had done it to him. Oh
and he told me it was sexy looking at my hand on his
cock and that he wanted to fuck me so badly he could
taste it. He said he wanted to fuck me about ten times.
And other than just moaning, I don’t think I remember
anything else he really said,” Vicki told me.
“So that was it?” I asked.
“I think so, yes,” Vicki said. “He never stopped playing
with my boobs… oh he did tell me a dozen times at
least how he loved my nipples… and how nice and big
and firm my boobs were. And then I guess after I had
been jacking him off for maybe a few minutes he suddenly
said, ‘I’m gonna cum now… don’t stop’ and then he came
everyplace. So he came pretty fast and I didn’t do that
to him for very long.”
“Did my lover make Al’s little pee-pee cum a whole lot,”
I teased.
“Yeah,” Vicki said. “I guess I did,” she said smiling.
“Anyway I was watching it when he told me he was about
to cum and his first spurt shot way out of the end of
his dick. I have no idea where that went,” Vicki said
laughing. “Then his second one shot out, but not as far
as the first spurt, and then I could feel it jerking in
my hand as he came.
Each time his cock throbbed, cum would come out and ooze
down onto my hand. Like yours does. I have always liked
watching cum come out of a man’s dick,” Vicki said
smiling. “It was pretty cool watching it, knowing I made
him do that.”
“You’re naughty,” I said kidding. “So did you jerk him
off the whole time he was cumming or just hold it and
watch it when he started?” I asked.
“I kept jacking him off… just like I do you,” Vicki
said. “I held onto his dick until after he was done and
it started to go soft in my hand. I asked him if it was
a good one for him, and he just smiled and laid his head
back on the seat. Then I asked him if that felt like I
was teasing him to see what he’d say.”
“Just like you do me?” I asked kiddingly. “When you jack
me off you usually go down on me with your mouth to make
me cum faster. Did you do that to him too?” I asked,
though I knew better.
“NO, I didn’t. You know better than that,” Vicki said.
“OK maybe not JUST like I do you, but other than sucking
him, almost like I do you. OK?”
“So what else did he say, about was THAT teasing? And
what did he say while you jacking him off, all of it,” I
asked?
“He told me it was wonderful, just like he’d thought it
would be, and he asked me to not let go of it for a
while, looking down and seeing my hand, on his cock,
looked good and felt good. He said he had wanted to see
and feel my hand on his dick for a long time and now
that it was finally there, he just wanted to enjoy it a
little while longer. Then he said he hoped my hand would
be on it a lot more in the future.”
“What did you say to that?” I asked.
“I told him I had no intention of ever teasing him
again,” Vicki said. “I told him if we were ever in this
situation again, there would be no more teasing.”
“And then he asked me a strange question that might
interest you,” Vicki said with a twinkle in her eye.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“He asked me if your cock was bigger than his? He wanted
to know the size of your dick. Must be some kind of guy
thing because I know you was curious about his dick
size. What’s up with that,” Vicki asked smiling?
“What did you tell him,” I shot back.
“I told him the truth, that you had the biggest dick I
had ever had, and he dropped it. Well, later on when
neither of us were even still talking about it he did
bring it up again. Out of nowhere he asked me that even
though your dick was bigger did I think that if he ever
fucked me, if I’d be satisfied with his? I told him his
was more than big enough to satisfy any woman, including
me, and that seemed to kind of make his face light up
when I told him that.”
Then things came to a screeching halt.
Some guy on a cell phone pulled into the parking spot
across from them. He could look right into their
windshield, and he just sat there talking on his cell
phone while looking at them and shuffling papers.
Contractor conducting some business maybe, but whatever
or whomever, being so constantly watched by the guy on
the phone switched on the paranoia and that killed the
mood and things got cut short.
So that was the extent of that encounter, Vicki said. Al
quickly put his dick back in his pants, and she slipped
her bra back up into place and buttoned up discreetly,
and that was about it.
You might call me naive, but with the kind of love we
have, the kind I told you about above, that is what
makes me believe in her totally, still. Why? Two
reasons. One is because I believe in her love, her heart
and her values. When she got home I was taken into the
bedroom and fucked within an inch of my life as she told
me all of this. Al could have easily taken care of her
after he had made her horny if she had let him.
The fact that I was inside of Vicki, and he wasn’t, was
all the proof I needed of her being true to me. As long
as she tells me everything she does when she’s not with
me, while she’s in bed with me, I’ll be fine with all of
it.
In fact if every time is as good as it was today in bed
after Al got her hot, I hope next time he’s a bit braver
in public while he has her that hot already and takes
advantage of the fact that she loves to wear jogging
pants. LOL Now her reaction to that would be something
to listen too. I’ve been in them and once she gets hot,
it’s the thing great stories are made of, let me tell
you! LOL
Oh and another reason I believe in Vicki is because I
know her mentally. How she thinks, and she thinks long
and hard about everything she does, before she does it.
The reason it went this far is, though she was aware of
how hot he’d probably get her, and how hot she knew he’d
get, in her mind she knew it wouldn’t go any further,
because of where they were when it happened.
Vicki ALWAYS made sure if anything even might happen
there was a safety valve in place to control what
happened. With that safety valve in place, why not enjoy
getting hot, and making him that way? I had asked her
that question a hundred times. Over time the logic of it
had sunk in evidentially. Anyway Vicki went on, there,
in that public place, they were both enjoying a moment
and yet the place where they were was an airtight
guarantee nothing more than petting would happen, that
she didn’t want to happen. The perfect scenario.
To date Vicki and Al have never been totally and
completely alone. And that’s not coincidental in twenty
five years of knowing him. It’s been on purpose all of
that time. Vicki is well aware that Al wants to fuck
her, behind my back or in front of it. Vicki also knows
she holds all the cards on that ever happening.
She’s told me many times, as long as she controls where
they are together, public and never private, nothing
will happen, or can happen. So it don’t matter what Al
wants to do, or how badly he wants to do it. There’s no
threat to being around him, as long as the place is
always public.
That one fact is what finally convinced her that
pictures would do no harm. Oh sure we were both aware
that it would make him perhaps want to fuck her even
more after seeing her nude body, but then if she made
sure they were never alone, how could he?
What happened today in that parking lot didn’t change
that. Al had already been with Vicki and seen her nude,
gotten her hot. No new ground was broken and I knew it.
If she wanted Al to fuck her, we both know she could get
that to happen anytime she wanted it too. She knows
she’s free to go anyplace she’d like, including Al’s
place with him secretly today. But we both also know she
won’t do that. That’s why I love her and with all of my
heart; why I believe in her.
All the time this story was being shared Vicki had been
cumming almost involuntarily every few minutes or so.
Finally as I held her tight, I felt I couldn’t hold back
anymore and I let my load go deep inside of now drenched
pussy. I could feel her wetness running down onto my
thighs and my balls were as wet as Vicki was.
As satisfying as it had been, it wasn’t the extent of
our lovemaking that day though. This was a GOOD story.
One I had enjoyed hearing and one that could be probably
be shared again and again, each time while making love
all over again. LOL And twice more that day we did just
that.