"What were the chances?"

What were the chances?

Pt. 1

My wife and I were enjoying dinner at the most trendy and popular restaurant in Cincinnati called "The Pearson." Anybody who thinks they are somebody special around town goes to this restaurant and bar to be seen! If you are a young professional or maybe climbing the corporate ladder or a pro sports figure this is where you go to meet other beautiful people. The place reeks of opulence and new money, and it's the biggest game in town at the moment. Lucy and I come here to eat because it does serve some of the best food in town. During the meal Lucy went to the ladies room, and when she returned she was very excited. The kind of excitement a young girl would have when the most popular boy in school said "Hi" to her.

"Michael, you won't believe who I saw in the bar!"

I replied, "I don't know, tell me, who did you see?"

"Chris."

"Chris?" I replied.

"Yeah, Chris, Pam introduced us, how could you forget him?" Lucy sat in her chair waiting on me to remember a fuck buddy from years ago.

"Are you talking about Beer Can Chris?"

Lucy started laughing hysterically and the people sitting around us started to stare at her.

"Lucy, are you sure? We haven't seen him in years. He moved to California...... what are the chances that we'd see him in Cincinnati?"

"I know, I know, but I'll never forget his face Michael.... that was Chris... I know it!"

I sarcastically replied,"Well, you should know."

I finished my drink and got the waitress' attention and paid the bill, "Lucy, Let's go find Chris. " I still didn't think that Chris would be in Cincinnati, but I played along with her. I wasn't sure if I'd recognize him after all this time anyway. I pulled her chair from the table and took my wife by the hand and led her to the bar. The bar is small and crowded, full of people trying to talk over the music and each other. We slowly made our way through the crowd trying to get a glimpse of someone we haven't seen in years.

After weaving our way through the crowd I turned to Lucy and asked her what she wanted to do? I still wasn't convinced that she saw her fuck buddy from years ago so we walked through the crowd again.

However, this time Lucy tugged on my hand and pointed to a booth against the wall. I gave the booth a quick scan and noticed a dude that did look familiar. He was sandwiched between a couple young men and I felt unsure if approaching him with his bud's sitting around would be a good idea. So I yelled into Lucy's ear, "Are you sure about this?"

My wife nodded her head up and down so we approached his table. Shyness isn't a trait of mine but at this moment I was a bit tongue-tied and didn't know what to say to him with all these people standing around. I did the only thing that I could do. I leaned into the table and said, "Chris... is that you?" He was looking at me studying my facial features. "It's Mike and Lucy... remember us?"

When he recognized us a big smile broke out on his face. Lucy's old fuck buddy from back in the day couldn't get out of the booth fast enough. He was pushing his friend to move so he could get to us as we stood by the table. The look on his face was priceless. He was as excited to see us as Lucy was to see him! Lucy's paramour from the past wrapped his arms around her in a hug and a kiss! Anybody in the bar could see they were happy to see each other. I know why they were so happy, and Chris and Lucy know why, but nobody else in the bar could possibly of guessed that it was two "friends with benefits" meeting again after a very long absence.

They broke their embrace then Chris reached out, and shook my hand. Grabbing Lucy's hand he led us from the bar to a hallway where the restrooms were located. There were a lot of people coming and going but at least we could have a conversation there.

Chris spoke first, "It's been a long time. What's it been, 3 years?" He still had a tight grip on my wife's hand keeping her close to him.

"It has been way too long... how have you been... what are you doing here in Cincy?" Lucy asked in rapid succession. Before Chris had a chance to answer Lucy asked another question..... "What are you up to tonight?" A not so subtle hint that she's open to suggestions. She wanted to jump his bones, and she didn't beat around the bush about it.

"Damn Lucy, give him a chance to answer!" then I said "Sorry Chris, she's just excited to see you again."

"I'm glad to see you guys to. It has been a long time" then Chris told us, "I'm out with friends, and I'm driving, so I can't leave without them. If you want to catch up on things I'm free Sunday."

Lucy couldn't get the words out of her mouth quick enough, "Then it's a date. What time?"

"I can be there by 2pm... that sound okay with you guys?"

I quickly chimed in, "2pm will be fine."

"Should I bring anything?" While looking at Lucy Chris said, "Do you still like red wine?"

"Yeah I do! It's the quickest way to my heart," was Lucy's reply.

"Then it's settled!" I went on to say, "You bring a bottle of red, and any party supplies that you want!" Then I asked him if he remembered where we live? Chris assured us that he did, but we exchanged phone numbers just in case something came up. Lucy and Chris hugged and shared a lingering kiss before he went back to his table.

Lucy grabbed my hand, and we left for the short drive home. My wife had an evil smile on her face and she didn't say much, but I know what she had on her mind. She was thinking about Chris. It's been 3 years since the last time they were together.

As we pulled into the garage Lucy told me she wanted to play with her "toy" tonight. Her "toy" is a silicon penis that she named after Chris when he moved away. It was supposedly molded after a porno stars dick, but it resembled Chris' penis so much that Lucy named it after him. The dildo isn't very long, but it's really fat, and it gave my wife all she could handle.

After parking the car in the garage we went into the house and Lucy went straight to our bedroom to change clothes. Meanwhile, I poured her a tall glass of red wine and popped the top on a 12 ounce beer. I found Lucy sitting on the bed in her bath robe brushing her hair when I entered our bedroom. I handed her the glass of wine I poured for her, and she took a long drink of it almost finishing it.

"I'm going downstairs to my playroom if you want to come." Looking into my eyes she said, "I need Chris tonight. Hope you don't mind." Lucy smiled at me and tossed her brush on the bed. I followed her as she wiggled her bubble butt through the house to the basement door.

Before she opened the door she stopped, looked at me, and asked me to fill her glass to the top. Lucy walked down the steps into the darkness of the basement and I went to the wine cooler and topped off her drink. I stood at the top of the steps for a couple of minutes imagining what I'll watching her do with her magic phallic symbol.

I found Lucy on the bed with her robe on the floor. She covered herself with lube and her slit glistened wet as she rubbed her clit with her left hand. I put the glass of wine on the nightstand closest to where she was laying and started to set down in my cuck chair, but my wife stopped me from sitting down,"Get Chris and give him to me", she said.

I opened her nightstand and pulled out the toy she wanted. It's so big that I can't get my hand around it and I still find it amazing that she can take this monster all the way to its fake ball sack. Her eyes were closed as she worked her fingers around her clit and into her waiting pussy.

"Here's Chris Lucy, where do you want me to put him?" It was a rhetorical question because I know where she wants it. Lucy looked at me with her big green eyes that went straight to her heart. "Michael, I can't help it, I need Chris! I want the real Chris in me. I've missed him so much! As soon as I saw him tonight it brought all those feelings back to the surface!"

I knew that Lucy meant what she said. She was telling me what was in her heart. My wife longed for his touch and the way he used to make her feel. Chris had a way about him that drove my wife crazy way back when and she never lost those feelings even after 3 years.

Lucy took the silicon substitute of her paramour from my hand and told me to sit down in my cuck chair. She began to rub the mushroom head of her lovers dick around her clit and lips teasing herself and me. I wanted to see that beer can dildo spread her lips and stretch her puffy pussy the way Chris does when he fucks her. With every push of her hand the silicon penis of her lover stretched her to her limits. I heard her whisper, "It's so big!"

Lucy turned her head towards me then we made eye contact. The look in her eyes spoke volumes. Lucy's eyes were telling me, "I love you Michael, but I need him bad!" Our eyes were still locked together when she started to pump her toy harder and deeper into the gaping hole between her legs. My ears focused on the sounds her body was making. With every thrust I could hear the wetness of ecstasy coming from her vagina.

Those beautiful lips of hers were trying to grip the shaft as tight as they could with every thrust of her hands. Her pink lips wrapped around it stretching Lucy's glistening skin tightly around that massive dick. My wife made it look easy. I thought the toy would pull her insides out as she withdrew the head. She was wet..... very wet and the more she fucked herself the louder and wetter her pussy got!

My wife was gifted with the ability to handle huge cocks. The bigger the dick the better she likes it! In all the years since we started this lifestyle Lucy hadn't found a penis she couldn't handle, and I've watched her with a dozen men that were gifted in that regard.

Lucy held her legs back by putting her elbows in the bend of her knees for leverage. Spread as far as she could my wife started to plummet that penis in and out of her gapping hole.... Her mouthed screamed out in ecstasy and the wet sounds of a woman being fucked hard filled the air. For what seemed to be an eternity my wife continued to pound her swollen flesh with her rubber lover.

The head of her toy was scooping white foam from the hole between her legs, and it began to trickle down between her ass cheeks and onto the bed. Lucy was fucking herself at a fevers pitch when she had an orgasm."Oh gawd I'm cumming Michael!" Then it happened, her legs were shaking and Lucy's entire body started to quiver from the waves of pleasure that took control. Lucy's eyes rolled back into her head as the pleasure from her silicon lover ravaged her body.

I was stuck in my chair memorized by what I saw. Her arms lay limp by her side and she wasn't moving except for the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. Her lovers silicon penis expelled from her vagina and lay between her legs surrounded by an enormous wet spot on the sheets. Lucy fell asleep from her drunken lust of Chris and the wine. After I was sure she was sleeping I picked up her toy and covered her with the sheets crumbled up at the foot of the bed then I went upstairs to get some sleep.

The morning sun woke me up from my slumber. The house was silent, not a sound was heard. As I sat up in bed my mind shifted to Lucy in the basement. Was she still sleeping or sitting in her favorite chair drinking coffee? Springing up from the bed I hurriedly went to check on my wife only to find her snuggled under the sheets still sleeping it off. I didn't disturb her slumber, so I went upstairs to make some breakfast.

Should I wait for my wife to wake up or let her sleep till she wakes up on her own? She has a big weekend ahead of her with Chris coming over tomorrow afternoon, and she will need to save her energy for the fuck fest that I'll be witnessing! After eating some eggs and toast I parked my butt on the couch to watch Saturday morning TV and catch up on the news.

The sound of the basement door closing pulled me back to earth and Lucy appeared in the corner of my eye standing next to the couch. She had put her robe on and had the belt holding it closed tightly drawn around her waist. "Were you going to let me sleep all day?"

She sat down beside me on the couch and I put my arm around her as we snuggled on the sofa. "I was letting you sleep till you woke up on your own. You have a big day tomorrow so you can sleep all you want to. Do you want something to eat Lucy?"

"No Michael. I feel fat! I'll make some toast. I don't want Chris to be disappointed tomorrow. I've gained weight since I last saw him and I don't want him to think I'm heavy!"

"Lucy, Chris won't think you're fat! Believe me! As soon as he sees you naked he'll fall in love with you all over again! You're voluptuous, soft, and warm! Wait till he gets a good look at your boobs and bubble butt. Those legs and ass of yours will absolutely drive him wild. Every man loves big boobs and baby you have a great set of heavy hangers! Chris won't be able to keep his hands off of you!"

Lucy did have a point. She has gained weight since the last time they were together, and I mean it in a good way. I think she looks better now than she ever has regardless of her weight. 3 years ago Lucy may have weighed 115lbs. Her body was slender, and she had big boobs for her frame. Since then, she has blossomed into a mature voluptuous woman. Those boobs are even bigger now along with the rest of her body.

I like her bubble butt, and her legs are thick giving her a big leg look that I like. She hasn't told me, but I think she may weigh 150lbs, maybe 155lbs and she wears it well. She's pleasingly plump and a ton of fun to fuck, and I'm sure Chris will love her soft warm body as much as I do.

To make my wife feel better I took her shopping so she could buy a new outfit for her rendezvous with her old friend Chris. She decided to shop at the Kenwood Town Center. If there was ever a place that will satisfy a woman's shopping needs it's the Kenwood Town Center! There has to be a dozen clothing stores for chics, and we went to every one of them.

I gave Lucy Cart Blanche' to buy whatever her heart desired. At the end of the day I was surprised at what she chose for Chris' visit. Money was no object, so Lucy could spend as much as she wanted. Of all the choices that she had my wife picked out a simple red sun dress for less than $100. I'm not complaining because she bought a cheap outfit, Lucy could have picked up all manner of sexy clothes, but she decided on a dress to entertain Chris. The top was very low cut exposing her ample cleavage, and snug enough that it accentuated her nipples and shape of her boobs.

Saturday dragged on, and I was wishing Sunday would get here sooner. It's been a couple of months since Lucy had a friend over to play, and I was looking forward to watching Lucy and Chris again. Chris always showed my wife a good time and Lucy missed the sex they used to share.

On the way home we stopped at a local pizza chain for dinner. A slogan was painted on the wall behind the booth we were sitting in. As I read the catchy slogan it occurred to me that it applied to my nympho wife as much as it applied to the restaurant. "We Have A Passion To Please," and so does Lucy! It was good for a laugh when I pointed out the phrase painted on the wall behind her.

After we got home I watched her undress. As she slowly peeled her pants off I suggested that we give her camel toe a good trim and shave because it had been a couple of months since I had last trimmed her assets. The last touch up that I did was 2 months ago when her friend Conner was over for a weekend visit. Lucy agreed that she needed a good trim anyway. Years ago it became my duty to clean her up, and I like being her barber. It gives me a chance to make her girly parts look the way I like them to look. When I trim her up I leave a small inch wide tuft of hair above the clit; like a small landing strip and the rest is shaved as smooth as a baby's butt.

A smooth hairless pussy is more fun to eat and fuck and as I remember Chris loved to do both. There is a special razor in my beard trimming kit just for keeping Lucy shaved and smooth to the touch. Chris will be able to take a nose dive into the pie and never have a stray hair touch his tongue. Back in the day Chris would eat her out for what seemed like hours at a time and I hope he hasn't changed!

I have never claimed to be a psychiatrist or psychologist, but I have to think something is contributing to Lucy's overactive libido. I'm not saying that all she thinks about is sex, but she does think about it way more than the average woman. It didn't take me too long to figure that out soon after we met. We did the nasty belly smack the first night we were together.

It wasn't love at first sight for either of us, but eventually I knew that I wanted Lucy in my life. Down in my heart I hoped that she felt the same way. A couple of months after we started seeing each other we became exclusive. Lucy was the only woman that I wanted, and I was the only man for her. Her nymphomania was all mine and believe me when I say I gave into her charms every time that Lucy offered.

6 months after meeting Lucy in that college town bar we were married. It was all that I could do to handle her sexual appetite and I gave it 100% effort. As often as we had sex pregnancy was always a possibility. There was no use for condoms or birth control because neither of us wanted to use them. Lucy never got pregnant. As frequently as we fucked it didn't happen. It was a year into our marriage when we were told by her gynecologist that Lucy will never get pregnant. Lucy has Endometriosis.

My wife will never get pregnant, and we will never have children together. As crazy as it sounds we did want to have kids, but it wasn't in the cards for us. That's when my wife changed and that's when I began to think she's a nympho. I believe that nature is telling her to mate with as many men as possible in the hopes that some guys seed will get her pregnant, but pregnancy will never happen.

Lucy was the first to suggest watching porn during sex. Not many women would propose such a thing, but she did. Lucy wanted to watch other people having sex while we had sex. The next sign, at least in my mind was when she asked for a "toy." A lifelike rubber penis that she saw on Aimozin. It was a very convincing rubber dick complete with veins and bumps with realistic color. The toy she wanted was longer and fatter than me so the old saying "Go big or go home" fit the situation. I ordered her toy and some xxx videos and waited for them to arrive.

My wife was excited when her package was delivered! She texted me at work asking to open the box and look at the new dick I bought her. I texted Lucy, "Go ahead and open it, tell me what you think."

A couple of minutes later I got a response. "It's beautiful. It looks like a real dick! Can I try it?"

That text took me by surprise. I guess it shouldn't have, but it did. My wife wanted to play with her new dildo without me being there. She would probably use it anyway no matter what I said, so I relented and texted her back, "Enjoy!"

I didn't hear back from my wife the remainder of the day. I had a knot in my stomach knowing that she was watching porn and playing hide the dildo with herself. The thought of what my wife was doing with her toy was eating at me, but I resisted the temptation to call or text to see how things were going. The thought of my wife fucking herself with that dildo filled my mind all day long.

When I got home from work that evening I didn't mention anything about her gifts. I was going to make her bring it up first. We sat down for dinner then she asked me if I wanted to know about her day. The look on her face told me everything that I wanted to know. With a sly grin she told me that her new toy was good, very good, and she was looking forward to using it again with me. That night she fucked herself silly with that dildo and I enjoyed watching her play with her new lifelike penis. The silicon penis and xxx movies became a regular part of our sex life from that day on.

Lucy was happier and sexually satisfied with our new routine and truthfully so was I. Using a dildo scratched the itch and helped subdue her desire for sex when I wasn't at home. For several months my wife was happy, and I knew why. The dildo brought her many orgasms during my absence and when I was at home. My wife used that rubber cock while we watched porno, but I knew my wife was fantasizing about other men. While we made love she couldn't take her eyes off the TV. Her constant comments about the men and the size of their members and how lucky the women were to get pounded by them were hints of what she had on her mind.

Then one day after dinner I got the "Michael, We need to talk" speech. Lucy admitted to me that she wanted to have sex with other men. I sat at the kitchen table shocked by her request but after thinking about it for a few minutes it seemed like the next step in her evolving sex drive.

I imagined Lucy fucking the stud on the screen more than one time. In fact, I imagined her with other men often during our sexual trysts, so I found the thought intriguing. Most men would have rejected the idea straight away, but I didn't!

We met Chris through mutual friends. Their names were Pam and Mark, and it was Mark who thought we may be interested in a recent boyfriend of Pam's. After Pam showed us some pictures of Chris, Lucy was very interested in meeting him. It was obvious why the girls were impressed with him. He had the fattest dick that I had ever seen. His dick wasn't long and judging from the pictures I had a longer penis, but his unit was extremely fat and Pam couldn't stop talking about how talented he was.

Pam gave us Chris' phone number, and we talked with him a few days later. We exchanged pictures and eventually agreed to meet at a hotel club in Sharonville. We had a great time with plenty of conversation, alcohol, flirting and dancing. As the night passed Chris and Lucy were getting more and more touchy-feely and eventually kissing. Later that evening Lucy leaned into me and asked if I would get a room, so I excused myself and went to the front desk. When I returned they were in a kiss and didn't notice me standing by the table. I startled them when I said sat down in the booth.

Within minutes of entering the room Lucy was all over him. All I could do was get out of the way and sit at the table under the picture window. It started slowly as my wife got used to his size, but she adjusted to his girth, and soon they were fucking like 2 high school kids. Chris fucked Lucy silly that night and for the next 18 months they had sex on a regular basis hooking up every 2 or 3 weeks.

But nothing lasts forever. Chris graduated from U. C. and took a teaching position at a community college in California.

So here we are today. After a 3-year absence Chris was coming over to get reacquainted with my wife. I have always felt that he moved because he was falling in love with Lucy. Lucy may have been falling in love with him because it took her a long time to move on after he left for California. It was just a feeling that I had, but my gut was telling me they had a deeper connection than just sex.

Lucy was a nervous wreck Sunday morning. She was acting like this was her first extramarital liaison. I don't remember her being this anxious about meeting a dude ever. Not even the first man she hooked with after we got into this lifestyle. Over the 18 months that Chris and Lucy hooked up I think he fucked my wife close to 30 times, so this day was nothing new for them, but it has been 3 years since they laid eyes on each other. I knew Chris was her favorite boy toy, so I guess her behavior is excusable on this special Sunday morning.

The morning started like any other, and after breakfast Lucy got into her routine to get ready for a friendly visit from a paramour. She wanted a very close trim and shave of the girly parts that she would soon be sharing with her lover. By the time I was finished Lucy could have stared in a porno flick because I shaved her as smooth as a baby's butt. After inspecting my work with a mirror Lucy quipped at me, "I need to take a bath and wash my hair, so get out of here." My wife pushed me out of her bath and closed the door behind her.

A couple of hours later Lucy appeared from the hallway wearing her new red dress, and she looked beautiful. Leaving several buttons undone Lucy exposed her cleavage and gave a hint of what was hiding underneath the fabric. Lucy twirled around in a circle with her long wavy brown hair on her shoulder and a smile from ear to ear. "How do I look Honey?"

"You look amazing" is all my tongue-tied mouth could get out. I stood in my place staring at my beautiful wife. "Come here so I can put my arms around you!" Lucy slowly walked toward me looking up into my eyes. We put our arms around each other squeezing as tight as we could.

"Lucy, I must be crazy letting some guy come over here when I want you for myself!"

Lucy looked up at me and said, "Michael I love you and I always will! There isn't another man alive who could understand me or let me play with other boys like you do," then she looked at the floor before looking at my eyes again. "Honey, I really miss him. It broke my heart when he moved away. It took a long time before I got over him."

We started to sway like slow dance music was playing. Several minutes went by then our trance was broken by the doorbell ringing.

"Chris is here! I'll get the door" is all I heard as my wife walked to the foyer to let him in.