Ch 6.1 Intervention, Farewells-Trip

6.1

Interventions and Farewells - Trip's Side

This is another perspective on both the third and the sixth of "The Pru Chronicles," this time from Trip's perspective, the lover Pru never intended to take. Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, some of this is true...

Trip is a young, single Air Force officer and squadron mate to Pru's husband, Sean. His last few months entailed an on-going but futureless affair with Pru's married friend Mimi. Most recently, Trip's watched as Pru flitted from guy to guy, then settled into a very public affair with Chris (Chapter 2, "No, Just a Little, Yes"). Pru and Chris looked supremely happy, leaving Trip to think it was his turn for something more fun like what they had. In "Chapter 3, Interventions," he finally got his shot at Pru, unexpectedly, and he took it. "Chapter 6, Farewells' finishes the saga as Trip exerts his rights regularly to Pru's body after having successfully blackmailed and fucked her into submission in Chapter 3.

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Trip's Side of Chapter 3, Interventions

Trip had a front row seat watching Chris's conquest of Sean's wife, Pru. Trip had become a regular "date" and fuck buddy for Pru's best friend, the also married and promiscuous Mimi. With both women's husbands deployed for the summer, that meant frequent double dates that often ended at either Mimi's house or Pru's, both couples quickly moving on from making out to heavy petting, until one of them inevitably excused themselves to a bedroom to get on with things.

With so many experiences like that, Pru had few secrets from Trip, whether that was glimpses of various body parts as Chris had explored her body during foreplay, or the familiar sounds of her moaning during each night's eventual orgasm. All those snippets, from the sights to the sounds, helped Trip's performance in bed with Mimi tremendously. Although he almost always came before his much more experienced lover, remembering the look of Pru's uncovered bush and boobs while hearing her passionate climaxes down the hall always facilitated a quick recovery for the second round that Trip always needed for Mimi to cum.

Some nights, the couples went their separate ways, choosing to fuck in more private settings. Even then, his mental pictures of Pru's beautiful body and orgasms helped every time. Mimi was sexy too, of course, but she was much more mechanical and intense in her lovemaking, rather than passionate and giving. She was in it for a good, hard fuck and orgasm. Then she was fine rolling to her side of the bed for the night, followed by little interaction of even conversation in the morning.

In between, Trip was a regular in the group goings-on with Mimi, Pru, and Chris, from club pool from time to time, Friday night happy hours, and Saturday night dancing. Like everyone else, even when out on the town, Trip was there to see Pru and Chris becoming much chummier, hugging longer and hands and bodies touching like lovers while dancing. In time he often thought, Man, I'd give anything for a night with that bitch. I bet that's one nice piece of ass.

Weeks had gone by, when Chris was sent TDY to fly in Utah for a week, leaving Pru without her lover. To break the boredom, Pru invited their group to her house for a cookout. It was the usual bunch including Trip, Mimi, half a dozen young officers from Trip and Sean's squadron, and Buck - Pru and Mimi's dream guy. At the end of the night, Trip and Mimi walked down to her house for their usual "nightcap," and the rest of the guys took off to, except for Buck. He stayed behind to help with the dishes.

In bed with Trip fucking her not long after, Mimi said casually, "You watch. I bet Pru tries to get Buck into bed tonight."

Trip grunted and kept pumping, answering, "Huh. You think?"

"Fuck yeah," Mimi said with more enthusiasm. "I'd fuck that big, beautiful fucker!"

"Would you now?" he said without pausing, his mind now focused on his memories of Pru.

Aroused by the thought, Mimi became more active and passionate, imagining Buck riding her instead of Trip. An orgasm starting much earlier than usual left her breathy as she said, "Damn right I would. I know you'd fuck her pretty, blond ass, too, fucker, and you know it."

Trip's dick grew harder and swelled slightly with that image, "Hmmm, I guess so."

They came together for one of the only times ever.

An hour or more later, Mimi was on her side of the bed and out like a light when the phone rang. Trip nudged her and she grumbled as she picked it up, "Fuck.... What?"

He could hear Pru's voice but not make out the words. Mimi said, "Uh, yeah, sure. Do I need to come too?"

When she hung up, she turned to Trip and said sleepily, "The big fucker's gone nuts about something. Pru needs you to talk sense into him, calm him down, and send him home. Do you mind?"

Trip blinked, then stammered, "Uh... uh... sure. Whatever. I'll see what I can do."

As he got out of bed and dressed, she rolled away again and muttered, "Good, thanks. If you need my help, call me, but I hope you don't. I'm tired."

He walked out, saying over his shoulder, "Don't worry. I'm sure I can take care of her."

At Pru's house, Trip knocked softly then let himself in to find Pru in a navy-blue robe looking nervous and a huge, naked Buck, sweating in rage and pounding the wall. Wide-eyed, Trip pulled Pru away by the arm and said, "Go sit, I'll take care of this," and he began talking soothingly to the usually docile big man.

It took a while, but Trip finally got the still-naked Buck to stop punching the wall and muttering like a madman. The big man looked chagrined and said, "Um, maybe we can keep this between us, man, ok? I mean it's not what it looks like."

Trip glanced from Buck's still very wet and huge cock to the rumpled bed covers and large wet spot. He shrugged and said, "Sure, what do you think this looks like?"

Buck blushed and looked down. Trip spoke soothingly, "Come one, big guy. Maybe you should get dressed and take off before someone else comes along and wonders what it looks like."

"Oh gosh," Buck said, grabbing his clothes from the floor and going into the bathroom to dress.

The two men walked down the hall to the living room, Buck's head hanging down and Trip following with an amused smile. Buck paused at the front door, "Sorry about that. I don't know what came over me. Thanks though. I mean, for everything, Pru."

Trip chuckled and stood watching the door as Buck left. Trip turned to look at Pru with the wide eyes, then smiled when he heard Buck's truck start and pull away. She stood, brushed her robe down trying to smile, and said, "Well, I'm glad that ended well. OK, maybe not 'well,' but it could have been worse. Thanks, Trip."

Trip walked toward her nodding and noticing her erect nipples behind the robe, "Yeah, that was weird. But it's all good." He glanced around as he said it, noticing the thin robe on the floor. "So, anything you want to share about what happened tonight?"

Pru shrugged and blushed, "It wasn't that big a deal, really. I don't know. He was fine, then he wasn't. I don't know what set him off."

"Yeah, I mean, he was naked and all. That's new. And there's that," gesturing his head toward the thin, sheer robe on the floor.

She looked down and said quietly, "Oh, that. Well... I'm not sure what to say. But thank you," and she gave him what she clearly meant to be a quick hug goodnight.

Trip hugged her back but didn't let go, "You're very welcome, Babe. I'm glad to help. But I can't help but wonder how you did whatever you did with that big piece of meat. I mean, wow, Pru. Not just any woman could take that on!"

He felt Pru tense, and he pressed his growing erection against her, sure that she was wearing nothing under the robe. She stammered, "I... I... Oh, I can't really say..."

His hands held firmly behind her back and pulled her flat against him. "Ok, ok. Maybe you don't need to tell me, although I bet it's a great story. But I think I'm going to need a little more than a 'thank you, Trip,' for taming the raging beast. This could have gotten very ugly, you know, and Sean's coming home in a few weeks. No one wants this to get around."

Pru glared at him, "Ok, what is it you want?"

He thought, Oh, so much. Where do we start? That's the better question, you horny, little slut. He smiled and said, "You," one hand slipping inside the fold of her robe and brushing down her belly and through her moist bush.

"But Mimi's waiting," she pleaded. "She'll wonder what's taking you so long!"

Trip laughed, "Nah, she's long gone asleep. She's been well fucked and put to pasture for the night. I know her. You could drop the house on her now, and she'd sleep through it."

He stepped back and untied her robe which then hung open only partially exposing her tits and blonde pussy. As he ogled her, he stepped out of his shoes, pulled off his shirt and dropped his shorts, exposing an erect cock reminiscent of her husband's, surrounded in thick, black hair.

He thought, Let's be thorough here, first things first. With a long, satisfied sigh, Trip sat on the couch and pulled her down to kneel between his legs, saying, "Let's see what you can do, how about?"

Pru took a deep breath, then took the head of his cock into her mouth. As she did, his mind raced, That's it, you hot bitch. Taste your friend's pussy that's still all over that dick in your mouth. Suck it like you mean it, like I've seen you suck Chris!

Surprisingly, her pace picked up and her tongue began working harder on his shaft, then she moaned, "Ummm."

Trip took this as his cue and thrust his hips up while pressing Pru's face down, thinking, I hope you like the taste of Mimi's pussy. Keep sucking like that anyway, even if you don't! He sat back with a satisfied smirk, let go of her head, and let her do the work on his shaft with her mouth. It didn't take long, and she had swallowed every drop he shot into her mouth, a lovely - and unexpected - premium service.

He thought with a smile, Holy shit! And how she swallowed my cum! Pru stood, obviously thinking her work was finished. Trip pointed at the robe and waved his arm for her to drop it, which she did. Already fucked, Buck's cum still smattered in her blonde pubic hair, Pru was still gorgeous. He thought, Where's this bitch been?! The boys won't believe that a woman who can do this has been right here all along!

He waved her to his lap, "Come up here," and she did as she was told, one knee on each side, straddling him. His cock, already hard again, pressed flat beneath her flooded pussy as she slowly slid up and back, her lips pursed, and eyes cast down. He was looking down, watching her pussy cover and uncover the head of his cock, until he tweaked his hips down, pointed the head up and rammed himself inside. It was effortless all the way to his balls. Another man may have been embarrassed to have felt so little resistance. But who could follow Buck and not feel that way? She sighed softly and settled onto him.

Regardless, Trip's cock was now all the way inside the most beautiful piece of ass he'd ever known, and, so far, she at least wasn't putting up a fight. Even better, it was the second wife tonight that he'd buried his cock into, and this one got to taste the first one for her troubles!

With Trip prodding her with his hands on her hips, she began slowly raising and lowering herself on his rock-hard shaft. He could feel the wetness and the light grip her vagina held on his cock, and he knew there was a chance she wasn't going to enjoy this as much as he was after having just been plowed by Buck's monster schlong. To his surprise, though, Pru's breathing became labored, and her body tensed. Her body quivered, and she buried her face in his neck, groaning, her body now jackhammering on to him as an orgasm took over. Realizing what was happening inside Pru, Trip exploded inside her. He tightened his grip on her, jamming her hips down to cram his cock as deeply inside that beautiful pussy as he could while his balls emptied into her.

Pru's rocking slowed gradually as they both finished cumming. Past her anger now and oddly relaxed from their intimacy, she kissed him gently while he massaged her tits. Marveling at how well this was going, in a visit he never thought would happen, he felt his cock starting to reawaken inside her still. She sighed, "I don't know if my pussy can take any more, as good as that thing feels!"

Trip scowled, "Oh no, we're not done yet. We're just getting to know each other, and I know I have one more for you!" He playfully jostled Pru's ass cheeks as he leaned forward to kiss her. He looked around the room, then stood her up and led her by the hand to the kitchen table across the room, his hard cock seeming to point the way. He kicked a chair out of his way and kissed her. Then he turned a puzzled Pru around to face the table, and gently pushed her down over the table, ass up and ready. "There it is. And here we go!"

She laid still but her body tensed, and Trip could tell she was apprehensive. Wanting her to enjoy this as much as he was, he pulled her ass cheeks apart and licked her puckered rosebud vigorously. It didn't take many strokes with his tongue before he felt her body relax, and Pru pressed her ass back toward him, grinding it more firmly on his mouth.

He thought, Nice, she digs it. She'll like this too, I bet. He inserted a finger, then added a second, and she adjusted her hips, sliding her asshole over his fingers, beginning a slow finger-fuck in her ass. Of course, Trip had no way of knowing that Buck had just had a sausage-like finger up Pru's anus, unknowingly prepping it for Trip while Buck fucked her. But he could tell she really was digging it.

Trip stood up, pulling his fingers out, Pru's ass hole still stretched slightly open. As he started to spread Pru's cheeks again, she reached back and did it for him, arching her ass hole to him as she did. He had to concentrate hard to not cum the instant she did that.

He carefully put the head of his cock at the opening and pushed slowly. She moaned as the head disappeared. Trip waited as her anus contracted around his cock and relaxed, then he slowly went deeper, each time getting the same moan in response. He was halfway in when Pru put her hands on the table, arched her back again, and impaled herself the rest of the way onto his cock as she screamed, "Ahhh, yessss!"

Again, Trip heard his cue and started fucking, thinking, This bitch is already better than Mimi! That bitch would never take it up the ass like this! He held Pru by both hips and drove fully into her ass, over and over, while she reached down with her hands, alternating between stroking Trip's balls, massaging her clit, and licking the juice from her hands. He kept fucking Pru's tight hole, reaching around to pinch both nipples hard. Pru screamed again, "Yessss! Oh my God! Fuck my ass!"

They came together again. Trip blowing hot cum inside her ass, and Pru with her most incredible orgasm of the night, stimulated from the rectum side of her hyperactive g-spot.

Trip pulled Pru up, turning her around to face him again after easing his softening cock out of her ass. He kissed her, running his hands up and down her body. He found himself shaken, ready to blurt out his undying love for this woman who had such incredible talent. Instead, he got ahold of himself and said, "Now that's a proper 'thank you.' And I thank you right back. Sean's a lucky man. And so are Buck and Chris, apparently."

Pru looked shocked, "Chris, why do you say that?"

"Hey, I don't mean anything by it. It's all good. I'm just saying what we all already know. It's cool. I just mean that I now know why they're so lucky. That's all. I knew you were beautiful. But I did not know you could do this," Trip smiled and kissed her again.

Before she could answer, Trip walked away and put his clothes back on. Still standing naked and sweating, Pru watched him as he blew her a kiss from the door, and said, "See you around. I hope," and he walked out. It was now 5am.

When Trip got back to Mimi's, she was still sound asleep. He decided to shower before crawling in bed, just in case she was up for a morning fuck. He didn't want her to get anything from his cock, which was still coated from being up Pru's ass.

In the morning, Mimi woke late and, as usual, wasn't especially horny after a long evening of drinking and a goodnight screw, but something had come over Trip. He was so insistent, she sighed and let him climb on and start pounding. There was something about his energy level that got her attention, so to her surprise, she came quicker than usual as soon as he started grunting and his hot cum shot into her.

Afterward, as he explained the night's events at Pru's, they lay closer than usual, not quite cuddling but more affectionate than their usual businesslike après sex. He left off the bit that happened after Buck left, however. He went on to surprise her by saying, "If it's ok, I'm going to need to sleep a while longer. Last night was the most mind-blowing pussy and sex in my life, and I need more rest to recover!"

She did a doubletake, then rolled closer to him and wrapped his arm around her as she spooned against him. Unsure what had been so good last night, she loved hearing that she'd left a satisfied customer and said warmly, "I'm glad you liked it. It was good for me too."

He was almost dozing again, and said sleepily, "You have no idea. Fucking awesome." He caught himself before saying, "Pru."

The women later compared notes about Pru's romp with Buck the night before. After hearing what Trip found when he went to Pru's rescue, Mimi demanded every detail about their Nordic dream-hunk and his equipment, hoping she'd get her own chance soon.

As great as the experience had been until the end, Pru and Buck didn't try again. Three days later she and Chris picked up where they'd left off when his TDY ended. As busy as Pru and Chris were for the next several weeks fucking desperately in every spare moment they had left, Trip didn't have an opportunity to sneak another go with her. His impatience to have another taste wasn't helped whenever Mimi passed along the sexy next details Pru shared with her about her exploits with that lucky bastard, Chris.

To Trip's happy surprise, when Sean shipped back to the states, Pru broke things off with her pilot-boytoy, presumably to avoid her husband catching wind of the affair. Although that meant Pru's husband was going to be around again, Trip didn't have to work too hard reading the tea leaves to know that there was trouble in paradise, or Chris wouldn't have been so busy all summer. So now the path back to Pru's pussy would be clear for Trip!

Not sure how far he could take things with Pru and reluctant to raise Mimi's suspicion, Trip laid low for a few weeks after Sean was home. With his own deployments getting in his way, those weeks turned into a couple of months before he could get on with things. While that gave him time to think about what he really wanted and how to go about it, dreaming about his late-night romp with Pru and wanting so much more made the time feel like an eternity. It didn't help that Trip saw her regularly at all their normal hangouts, whether when he was with Mimi or just hanging with the guys from the squadron.

As his plan came together, his usual thought was, Oh yeah, I know I'm gonna love stretching that beautiful pussy and ass!

Trip was never accused of being a good guy.

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Trip's Side of Chapter 6, Farewells

Confident that Pru was nervous about how much he knew about her summer's escapades with a number of young bachelors, especially Buck and Chris, Trip had easily bullied her into a memorable first introduction to her body and skills. Blown away by her talent as much as her sexy body, he had to have more. That same confidence in Pru's fears led him to launch into an aggressive, covert pursuit of much more with the blonde sexpot.

When Sean was out on a deployment week, Trip would know, of course, since they were in the same squadron, and that's when he went to work. Luckily Sean and Kevin weren't on the same team, so they didn't deploy together. That meant Mimi was busy with her husband home for the week, leaving Trip out in the cold. It also meant that Pru was home alone without Sean, and he had nothing getting in the way of paying her another visit.

One Wednesday evening, Trip walked the mile to Pru's house after a beer at the club, just to make sure no one saw his car nearby. It was dark outside as he walked up the driveway to the dark house, but the flickering, blue light from a TV suggested she was still up. He took a deep breath, then slowly tried the door only to find it locked. He rang the bell.

Pru had only been home a few minutes having closed the shop she worked at in town. She had just laid down on the couch to relax in front of the TV before heading to bed, so she was wearing her usual lazy, comfort clothes: loose sweatpants and a t-shirt. Padding barefooted to the door, she complained out loud to herself, "Ugh! Mimi! Not tonight, I'm tired."

She flipped on the porch light and pulled the heavy door open. The grin she was wearing as she expected her running-buddy disappeared when she saw Trip standing on her front step, hands in his pockets and smirking. He looked her up and down, dramatically sizing her up, and said, "Pru, nice to see you too. Looking informal tonight, I see."

"Trip, I don't know why you're here, but it's late... and..." she said nervously.

He smiled broadly and shook his head slowly, saying soothingly, "Hey, hey now. It's all ok, just a nice visit between friends, right? I mean, our last visit was very nice, after all."

Now more serious, Pru said, "Look, what happened, happened, but that's done now. I did what you asked that night, you had your fun, and that was the end of it, ok? Now, it's late, and I..."

Trip stepped to the door, pushing it further open slowly, saying, "Hang on, now. You're right, that was fun, but it wasn't the end. We're just getting started." Now closer to her, he paused to admire her braless tits, barely hidden inside the thin shirt. "Besides, there's still the business of your busy dance card this summer that neither of us wants Sean to know about, right?"

Pru sighed and closed her eyes, but didn't answer. Trip stroked her hair lightly, then lifted her chin gently. When she opened her eyes, he asked, "Come on now, you know you're going to do this, right? So how about you just ask me in?"

She bit her lip, sighed again, then stepped back from the door. Trip stood holding the door open still and said more sternly, "No. Say it. I want to hear you say you want me to come in."

Pru bowed her head and said quietly, "Ok, ok. Come on in, Trip. I want you to come in."

He closed and locked the door, then took her hands and pulled her close. She didn't resist, but her head was still down, and she moved slowly. He smirked as he wrapped her arms around his own waist, then pulled her chin up again to kiss her. Although still not resisting, she responded reluctantly, allowing his tongue into her mouth but not actively reciprocating.

He paused, stepped back and glared at her with his hands on her hips, and said, "Is this really how it's going to be?"

She pursed her lips without answering.

"I guess you've forgotten how I saved the day with Buck a while back?" he asked angrily. Pru shook her head and looked down.

"Or the nice time we had that night, when you thought maybe it was ok to be grateful?" She shook her head again.

Still angry, he said, "Oh, so I guess that's that, then? You just went back to catting around with Chris and don't need to acknowledge that I exist, not even a smile, even after the fabulous fuck we shared?"

Pru sighed and said quietly, "I didn't mean to be like that. I just didn't know what to do to make sure nothing got weird. And you're with Mimi..."

Nodding his head slowly, Trip stepped closer again and said, "Uh huh, Mimi... Whatever. I'm talking about what we did and what I want." His hands went to her hips and wrapped around to squeeze her ass.

Still looking down, she asked, "What do you want?

"More," he answered. Hooking his thumbs around her sweatpants' and panties' waistbands, he knelt and pulled them to her ankles. As he stood again, he inhaled the scent from her bush and ran his hands up her legs and torso, pulling her t-shirt up. She hesitated but raised her arms, and he tossed the shirt to the side with her pants.

He paused, gazing at her breasts, mesmerized, and said, "Mmmm, mmmm. Still luscious." He massaged them briefly, bending to lick both nipples.

Pru sighed and stood nervously, arms crossed over her belly, head still bowed down, and her eyes closed. Trip's gaze shifted to her thin, blonde bush. He smiled and said, "Oh yes, there she is. Look at that pretty pussy. That's what we came for."

She was still as a statue. Trip said, "Hmmm. I see you're going to need something to get in the mood. Now what could that be?" He chuckled, taking her by the hand and leading her to the dining room table. As he pulled a chair out, he said, "Maybe this will jar your memory and help warm you up."

Still pensive but remembering what they had done the last time Trip brought her over to that table, Pru turned quietly to face the table. She slowly bent over, laying across the table and presenting her bright-white ass to him, and dutifully reaching back to spread her cheeks for him with her hands, just as she had when he went balls-deep inside that sweet ass during his last "visit."

"Oh, that brings back a very nice memory, alright," he said, patting her ass and looking lustily at her puckered rosebud.

Trip ran his hands over her bare back and pulled her toward him by her shoulders, pressing himself against her, his erection pressing through his pants against her exposed anus. While grinding himself into her, he said, "Great idea, Pru, but not yet. I do admit that ass is tempting! We'll circle back to it later if you still want it, though, but that's the spirit I was hoping for."

He took one of her hands and pulled her to her feet, and she turned to face him when he stepped back. Seeing Pru's confusion as he took his clothes off, Trip chuckled again. He pulled her close, his hands now on her ass as her hands rested tentatively on his arms. Nuzzling her neck, he said, "I told you, first we need to do something to get you in the mood."

He nudged her back to the table then sat on the chair he'd pulled out at the head. Lifting her by the hips, she got the idea and sat on the table in front of him, slowly opening her legs until he was seated between her knees. He stood, his hands caressing her back as he kissed her again.

Although still not fully responsive, Pru turned her head and kissed him back, her tongue now actively probing his. If this was going to happen, she didn't want to make it worse than it had to be, but she was determined to do better than last time and not give him the satisfaction of making her climax.

Trip smiled, then slowly slid back into his seat, kissing her body continuously as he did and holding her hands. He looked up and said, as he bowed his head between her thighs, "Yes, you look exquisite. Let's see if we can make you feel that way too."

Still in disbelief that his scheme was working, he was also now in heaven, smelling her musk as he licked gently along her outer lips. His ran his tongue just inside the inner lips, slightly spreading them as he did. Impatient to taste her, he plunged his tongue in deeply, from the bottom to her clit.

As he did, an irresistible, spontaneous moan slipped out of her, and Pru raised and spread her legs further, seemingly without thinking about it. As her pussy warmed and grew moist to his touch, she combed the fingers of both hands through his hair. His heart was pounding as he lapped at her pussy more vigorously, thinking, She likes it! Holy shit!

Soon, her hands stopped stroking his hair and pressed his face firmly into her pussy, and she swiveled her hips, helping guide Trip's tongue as he pleasured her. He clamped his mouth over her clit, sucking and flicking his tongue over the button rapidly, while also fingering her very wet pussy deeply. Her thighs pressed against his face, and her ass bucked up from the table as an orgasm radiated through her.

Trip kept licking and fingering her until her spasms passed. She put one hand over her face, and the other gently on his head, struggling to catch her breath and say, "Oh my God, Trip. Wait. Wait. I'm... going... to... need a second."

He took one more long taste, then stood, his finger resting inside her still as he leaned over her. He gently moved her hand from her face and whispered, "Better now, Babe?"

She took a deep breath, then opened her eyes and looking into his tenderly, said, "I guess you could tell that was very good for me. So yeah, better now."

He kissed her, this time with feeling and no sense of conquest, and she responded passionately, still glowing with the last tremors of the orgasm his magic tongue had just delivered. He pulled his finger from her pussy and caressed her body, before asking quietly, "What would you like now, Babe? Anything."

She reached down and stroked his hard cock resting over her mound and stammered, almost in a whisper, "I, uh... do you want me to do something for you? Just tell me what to do."

"No," he said between kisses, "what do you want?"

She closed her eyes and squeezed his shaft, "This inside me. That was nice, but I need this to really finish."

Grinning as he kissed her, Trip said, "That can be arranged. Come this way." He stood, pulling her up by her hands, as he sat on the armless chair. Standing over and straddling him, the swollen head of his aching cock pressed against her clit. She tilted her head to the side and held his shaft with one hand, the other resting on his shoulder as she lowered herself. They both groaned as her warm, wet pussy enveloped his throbbing tool, and she wriggled her hips to settle him in even deeper.

Trip whispered into her ear, "How's this, Babe?"

"Wait, just one more..." she grunted, twisted her hips once more with a loud sigh as he bottomed out, "Yessss! There it is! Mmmm hmmm!" She rolled her hips, slowly and rhythmically, driving the head and shaft back and in, massaging her g-spot and cervix both, kissing him now more aggressively as she took over.

"Oh, yeah, that's nice," he muttered.

Still kissing and fucking him slowly, she nodded slightly and mumbled, "Mmmm hmmm."

"Better, now that you're enjoying riding my cock?" he asked. She nodded.

"You want me inside you, don't you?" She nodded again, flexing her pelvis more rapidly.

"Are you going to behave from now on, and put my cock inside you whenever I want?" In response, her speed picked up again as did her breathing.

Trip pinched both nipples hard, thrusting his hips up to slam harder into her as she dropped herself onto him with each stroke, "I mean it! Whenever I want?!"

Almost out of breath, Pru whispered, "Yes, yes. Fuck me whenever you want!"

His cock erupted inside her, shooting pulse after pulse into Pru's throbbing pussy. Her head went back as her orgasm shook her body. She laughed as the feeling overwhelmed her, clutching his head to her breasts as he continued thrusting up and into her.

When they had both slowed to a stop and were catching their breaths, Trip patted Pru's butt softly and said, "Nice, Babe, so nice." He lifted her from his lap, then looked from his wet, semi-rigid member to Pru's face, gesturing toward himself with raised eyebrows.

Pru smirked and knelt, taking the base of his cock in her hand and licking the shaft and head, before taking head into her mouth and sucking gently. She lifted his cock and ducked her face lower, licking his balls and peritoneum dry. She traced her tongue from the bottom of his scrotum, to the base of his cock, and the full shaft to the head before lightly kissing the tip with a smile. Looking up from her knees, she asked, "How's that?"

He chuckled and led her to the couch, where they spooned, naked, like she had done so many times with Chris. He was surprised when she positioned herself the same way she would have with Chris in this moment, pushing her body back against him, pulling his arm around her, and nestling his spent cock along the crevice of her ass where she could feel it still. The TV was on, but they didn't really watch. They laid there, as the post-coital glow slowly faded, their bodies relaxing and simply enjoying the warm contact.

Trip was very conscious of the moment, the incredible sex they'd just had, the look, feel, and smell of his beautiful new lover's body, and the prospects for so many more and similar occasions. He was casually massaging her breasts with the hand wrapped over her, and he thought with a smile, Oh yeah, the bitch has her mind right now! She wants this too, and I'm going to give it to her, whenever I want, just like she said!

That thought was enough to wake up his cock. As Trip quickly grew back to full strength, he began squeezing Pru's breast more firmly, squeezing her nipples, and sucking on her shoulder and neck. She roused from a light doze when he reached down and lifted her leg, repositioning is erect tool between her legs and couched between her still swollen labia.

Her body moved and she muttered, "Triiiip, aren't you tired yet?"

He didn't answer, only chuckled briefly as he used his hand to align the head then pressed up and into her. Already well used and lubricated, Pru's pussy didn't offer much resistance, but was still warm, wet, and wonderful as his cock made its way all the way in, her ass slightly spread and wrapped around his balls delightfully.

"Ohhh.." she gasped, reaching back to pull his ass toward her and forcing herself onto him, his head bottoming out.

He gripped her hips with both hands and began thrusting in and out of her, then slowed and said, "I want to look into your eyes and see all of you while we do this." He moved and turned her onto her back, then eased himself between her legs and reentered her now gaping vagina, pumping a little more vigorously.

Pru's eyes were closed, but she wrapped her ankles around him, spreading herself a little wider, and dug her fingernails into his back, moaning, "Mmmmmm."

Trip held himself up where he could watch as he fucked her, thinking, Jesus, she's a fucking goddess! That thought and her obvious enjoyment caused his balls to spasm and explode once again, and like before, something about filling this woman with cum felt unlike any he'd ever felt.

Also like before, Pru moaned loudly when she felt her favorite sensation of a man filling her pussy with his hot juice, and she climaxed again. Her pussy clamping down on Trip's cock in successive spasms, was almost more than his very sensitive cock could handle. They collapsed together and slowly cooled down.

Before too long, Trip kissed Pru, then got up and dressed while she watched from the couch. He walked over, bent and kissed her again, saying, "Very nice, see you soon, Babe."

She followed him to the door, her bare feet padding on the tile floor. He turned to see her standing nude in the dark entry way as he opened the door. He smiled, ran a hand down her torso and hip, then reached around and slid a finger between her cheeks and tickled her rosebud. He said, "Next time," and walked out, closing the door behind him.

He grinned most of the twenty-five minutes it took him to walk back to the club to get his car. Driving home, he laughed to himself, "Oh, yeah, when hubby's away, I'm going to live in his hot bitch's pussy!"

The next night, Trip followed the same game plan. Knowing what he had in store, he was beaming when walked up to Pru's darkened home just after 9pm the next night. His excited anticipation and smile dropped when he tried the door and found it locked. He knocked lightly. No response. He knocked much harder, saying in a raised voice, "Come on, Pru, I know you're here!"

He saw her peek through edge of the sheer curtain covering the window beside the door. Pru spoke through the glass, "Come on, Trip. It was nice, but you know we can't keep doing this."

He answered angrily, "Hey, we talked about this! You said, 'Whenever you want.' And God damn it, I want it right, fucking now! How many times do we have to go through this? You sure seemed to love riding my cock, didn't you?! Or was all that just some bullshit bitch-move to pacify me right then, but you didn't mean it, like some kind of fucking tease? If so, I guess we could both play that fucking game of taking things back, and maybe we get Sean up to speed about some things!"

The lock clicked, and the door opened slowly, Pru stepping back as she opened it. Trip glared at her. Even in the dark and still fully dressed from her shift at the store in town, she was gorgeous. With some mix of anger and arousal, he was already imagining her without those clothes and his cock in her mouth.

He walked past her, taking her gruffly by the hand and pulling her into the dark great room without a word. She followed quietly the usual pensive look with pursed lips and downcast eyes she wore nervous.

Stopping at the dining room table, he asked, "Where's the light switch?"

Pru answered softly, "I think it's better without lights, so no one has a chance to see in."

He released her hand and said, "Yeah, yeah. Turn some fucking lights on in here. The only windows that look into this room are in the backyard. Besides, I want to see you the bitch I'm fucking, and I don't care who sees, especially if it's always going to be like this!"

She sighed and went into the kitchen to turn the overhead light on, the light from which then shone through a window-like opening into the great room. The area around the table was softly lit, but the room faded to dark beyond it.

Trip called out, "Hey, while you're in there, grab some oil and bring it with you."

"Uh, what kind of oil?" she asked, hesitantly.

"Oh, whatever. Olive oil, should work," he said, "Just something slippery."

After a few minutes of cabinets opening and closing, Pru walked slowly back with her head down and carrying a small bottle. Trip watched her intently. He could now see that she wore a matching knit top and skirt. The top fit her well, accentuating her nice boobs, and the skirt hugged and showed off her ass the same, stopping above her knees revealing her nicely tanned and bare legs. And she was wearing shiny black heels... very sexy.

She stopped and asked, "That light good enough?"

"Yeah, I guess," he answered, hesitantly. "We're not getting off to a very good start again, though. I think, this time I'm going to need something to get me back in the mood. What do you think?"

He held his hands out as he sat in the chair at the head of the table, motioning her to him. When she was within reach, both of his hands went to her waist, and slipped her skirt down to her ankles. Without pause, he did the same with her panties, and she stepped out of both, scooting them to the side. He raised her top, and she pursed her lips while raising her arms to remove it too. She unhooked and tossed her bra off and reached down to remove a shoe, but he interrupted, "No, no. Leave them on. They round out your hot slut look."

She nodded and stood nervously, arms across her midriff.

Trip unzipped his pants, pushing them and his underwear down. He stopped, then said, "Let's start with this, how about, and see where we go from here? Kneel down, and impress me with that mouth."

As she started to softly kiss his shaft, he combed one hand through her blonde curls, tightened his grip and pulled her head back to look her in the eye. He said, "One more thing: I want to feel it... I mean I want you to think about how you did this for Chris, then suck it the way he liked best and like you can't wait to swallow it. Understand?"

She closed her eyes and nodded briefly. When his hand released her hair, she bent forward again, opening her mouth to take the head and most of the semi-rigid shaft into her mouth. She sucked and worked her tongue on it as she slowly pulled it back, massaging his balls with her other hand. Before continuing, she said, "He loved it when I got him hard this way."

"I bet he did," Trip said, stroking her hair. "Did he make you finish the job, or did he just want to fuck you every time?"

She closed her eyes, her face hovering over Trip's sticky head, and said, "Both. Sometimes he'd let me finish before moving on to other things, other times not."

"Ooooh," Trip cooed, "and which did you prefer? Did you want him to cum in your mouth so you could swallow it?' As Trip asked, he pressed her down and she went back to sucking his cock.

After a few strokes, he pulled her head back, and she said, "Yes." Pru resumed the blowjob, this time with more energy. Trip watched, smiling, his hands resting on her shoulders. When he felt his balls ready, he held her head and took over the stroking into her mouth, making sure he was deeper when he erupted. She let him drive and swallowed several mouthfuls before the pulses stopped, and he relaxed his grip. As his climax faded, she continued stroking his balls and shaft, squeezing his cock and sucking the last drops from the head.

Trip sat back and said, "Whew, nicely done, Babe."

"Better?" she asked quietly.

"That definitely made up for the welcome," he said, stroking the side of her face. "Now..." he stood and kicked his pants and underwear off, then threw off his shirt. He helped her up by her hands, and she looked at him less nervously, obviously wondering what he wanted next.

Trip nodded as he looked her up and down. While kissing her, he brushed a hand through her wispy bush and dipped his middle finger between her labia, wetting the tip. He brought the finger to his mouth and sucked her juice from it with another nod. He said, "I think I need a little more of this."

Without another word, he nudged her back to the table, where she understood right away and laid back with her legs apart. Like the night before, he took his time, his senses reeling at the sight, aroma, and taste of the beautiful woman's precious pussy. He licked from bottom to top, pausing often to suck on her clit, while also using one, then two fingers to massage her vaginal walls.

She began moaning quietly as her hips began moving to his touch. One of her hands caressed her breasts, and the other held the back of his head. With Pru now into it, Trip spread her legs more, then licked the middle finger on his free hand and slowly pressed it into her rosebud. She moaned again at the first penetration, and he felt her anus clamp down on this finger.

After a pause, he gyrated the fingers slowly, in time with his fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy. Her moaning increased with her hip movements, as she now alternated between aligning her pussy and her rosebud over the fingers that were most stimulating during each thrust. He barely heard her voice as she said to herself, "Ahhhhh. That's it."

With a smile he sat back and said, "Turn over."

She sat up, stepped off the table, then resumed the position lying flat on the table with her ass up and pointed at him. He couldn't help but notice her pussy slightly gaping from his handiwork, and her dark, pink rosebud with just the slightest opening at the center of the puckered flesh. He dripped a few drops of oil above the rosebud, where it rolled down, coating it, then dribbled more on his rock-hard shaft, smoothing it around with his other hand.

He leaned forward, his head pressing barely through her rosebud and asked, "Is this what you had in mind last night?"

"Yes, I thought that's what you wanted," she answered. He pushed in, and the glans popped through, her anus clamping firmly just under it, eliciting a quiet, "Ughhh."

"I'm not talking about what I want," Trip said. "I said, is this what you had in mind? You like a cock up your ass, don't you?" For emphasis, he pressed in a little further, trying hard to not slam all the way in.

"Sometimes... yes," she whispered, reaching back and spreading her cheeks.

"That a girl," he said, as he began stroking in and out of her round, white ass.

He went deeper with each thrust. When he was balls deep, he pulled her back by her hips and paused to ask, "Tell me, how often do you do this with your husband?"

Not hearing an answer, he pressed in more firmly and said, "Hmmmm?"

"We don't," she whispered.

"Really?" he asked, surprised. "After the orgasm you had on our first 'date'? That's crazy. I figured you be asking for it all the time."

Pru sighed, "It's complicated, but no, we don't."

He resumed his rhythm, thrusting full stroke in and out, and said, "Well, now. We can certainly do better than that for the lady, can't we?" He felt her answer as she pushed back and gyrated around the cock that was stroking the backside of her g-spot so deliciously. Her hands pulled her cheeks apart again.

"That a girl," he said before he unloaded again, this time deep in her rectum.

Her orgasm shot through her body as she felt his hot flood in her ass, and her g-spot created spasms throughout her vagina. She yelled, "Oh, yes! Just like that! Fuuuuuckkkk meeeeee!"

When they'd caught their breath, Trip stood, easing his soft and tired shaft from Pru's ass, his cum running out and puddling on the floor between her feet. He led her by the hand, and they made their way to the master bathroom, where he motioned with his head toward the shower. Understanding the message, Pru wordlessly turned on the water, and when it had warmed, she kicked off her heels, and the two stepped in and began washing each other, cleaning up from their anal activity.

Pru lightly stroked Trip's shaft, as she rinsed the soap, and it began to stiffen back up at her touch. Trip slipped a hand between her cheeks, his fingers brushing water across her freshly washed rosebud. He smiled and said, "Don't you think it would be better to skip the resistant stuff at the start from now on? Maybe be more welcoming, since you're going to give in and get into it eventually anyway?" He held her chin up and kissed her, then added, "I mean, you always do, Babe, right?"

Pru shifted from washing to more firmly stroking his cock, answering softly while still looking down, "I guess so."

"Guess so?" he asked with a laugh. "Yes or no: whether you wanted to or not, you're liking this, aren't you?"

She caressed his balls with her other hand while she kept stroking his shaft. Her head was bowed, but her eyes were locked on his stiffening cock as she whispered, "Yes."

He turned the water off and dried her, and Pru returned the favor, even playfully sucking the head of his cock as she knelt to dry his legs and ass. With a contented look, he led her out to the bed - her and Sean's bed. Still holding his hand, she shook her head and started to walk down the hall.

He pulled her back and gestured to the bed. She hesitated and pursed her lips nervously but didn't say anything.

"Don't fight it, Babe," he said, "It's going to happen. I'm claiming you in his bed tonight."

She had thought they'd be done for the night after they showered, but then they had both gotten heated up again with all the soaping and massaging. Although she still felt some reluctance, she pulled back the covers without a word, slipped into bed, and made room for him, laying on her side facing him. As he climbed in and took her into his arms, his erection pressing against her mound, Pru said, "I don't think I can..."

Before she could finish, Trip lifted her leg and pushed the head of his cock deep inside her still wet pussy. She gasped but lifted her leg higher, wrapping it over him and returning his passionate kiss. He rolled on top of her and made love to her slowly, enjoying every stroke and moan.

An hour later they'd finished and dozed off, exhausted but satisfied. Pru awoke to Trip standing next to the bed dressed. He bent and kissed her, stroking her hair, and said, "Very nice, Babe. See you soon."

The next night was Friday night, and Trip knew Pru would be at the club for happy hour. He made sure he was there before she came in with Mimi and her husband, Kevin. Rather than being with Trip, Mimi was busy with Kevin who had also recently returned from overseas with Sean. That left Trip free to find a dark and unused party room down the hall toward the restrooms (unbeknownst to him, the same room where Pru had once pleasured Chris with her mouth, Chapter 3, Interventions). He lurked around the hallway until he saw Pru heading his way, then he ducked just inside the doorway, hidden in the shadows.

He called her quietly as she walked by, "Come on, now, Pru. You know you're going to, Babe."

She stopped, looked down, and sighed. Realizing he'd either make a scene at the club or spill the beans to Sean later, Pru reluctantly walked through the door, barely able to recognize him in the dark. Trip closed and locked the door, then took a seat on an armless chair, beckoning her to him with a wave of his hands. She stepped within reach, and he ran his hands under her skirt and up her firm thighs, then pulled her panties to her ankles, with Pru stepping out of them without a word.

After massaging her ass, he reached between her legs and caressed her mound, while pulling her face down to his for a deep, tongue probing kiss. He had his pants down quickly and pulled her onto his lap, where she straddled him, and his cock dove all the way into her already wet pussy. Nervous that they could be caught at any minute, she only gasped and waited.

His hands were spreading her cheeks as he said, "Come on now. What do you want tonight? This or somewhere else? Up to you, but you're leaving with my cum inside you somewhere."

She started rocking. As he kissed her, she gradually responded more passionately to the kiss and with the pace of her hips. When he shot his hot load into her, she picked up the pace again, now grinding furiously as her orgasm built. He smiled and caressed her breasts as she fucked with abandon, groaning loudly when she came.

She laid her head on his shoulder, sucking his neck as she caught her breath. Slowly squeezing his shaft with her pussy, she said, "You know Sean's back from the field tomorrow, right? So this has to be the end."

Trip shrugged, "Yeah, I know his schedule. It's on the board at the squadron with mine. But this doesn't end anything. We're just getting started, Babe. Remember, 'whenever I want."

Sighing, she said, "It can't be when he's home. He has to be deployed or TDY somewhere or something. Risking getting caught can't be part of the plan, ok?"

He kissed her, then said, "Yeah, ok. And when Kevin's gone, Mimi's going to want me with her, so those times are mostly going to be out to, unless some opportunity presents itself, of course. Tell you what, Sean rolls out again in three weeks. I'll see you then, either here or at your place."

During that time, Pru tried to put it out of her mind, but as Sean's next time in the field approached, she couldn't help a growing anticipation. Arrogant, blackmailing bastard or not, the boy had some skills and didn't taste bad at all, as much as she hated the idea. She took some consolation from that thought since she saw no obvious end to these visits that wouldn't lead to divorce court. When at the club before their next visit, Pru even caught herself slowing to look through a dark doorway in anticipation, only to shake her head and wonder what the hell she was thinking.

Like clockwork, when Sean deployed three weeks later, Pru was laying on the couch watching TV at 9pm. In a pattern that repeated most nights when Pru's husband was away: Trip found her front door unlocked; let himself in to find her laying on the couch watching TV, wearing her sheer white robe and white bikini panties and smiling at him lustily; he'd usually say something suave like, "Ready, Babe?"; and she would almost always initiate some action without being told.

It was awesome, and he'd always think, Yeah, this bitch is mine now, then touch her ever more tenderly.

The night would still end the same way if she wasn't in the mood and showing it, but he was gentler with her when she was. In fact, it didn't take many visits, and she was always ready for him, however grudging she pretended to herself to be.

He took her hand and led her to the bed she shared with her husband, pulling the robe from her shoulders and sliding her panties down. After she took his pants off and wetted his cock with her mouth, he pulled back the bed covers and lay her on the bed, anxious to be inside her. Pru wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed him closer with her heels and calves as he drove his cock into her now very wet pussy. Arms around him, she kissed him deeply, and he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top. She rocked her hips, raising herself almost all the way off his cock then plunged down again, taking him as deep inside as she could. Trip massaged her firm white tits, and her first small orgasm would bubble up as he sucked her nipples and thrust his hips upward while she rode his cock.

After another deep kiss, he rotated her by her hips to a reverse cowgirl - a move and a position she always loved. Leaning forward on Trip's legs, she kept riding him, loving the different pressure from his cock turned up the other way. He spread her ass, rubbing his thumbs across her rosebud, and she responded by picking up her pace. Trip licked his middle finger and slowly worked it into Pru's ass, a little deeper each time she rocked back on his cock. As his finger went deeper, she arched her back down to give him better and deeper access still.

They always came together. When she felt his grip tighten and the pulse after pulse of hot cum shooting insider her, Pru's orgasm exploded, seemingly from all directions with the overstimulation of her pussy and ass together. After catching her breath, she turned back to face him and ride his softening cock slowly, kissing him as he ran his hands all over her body. When his spent cock dropped out, she slid down and sucked the head lightly, running her tongue along the slit and draining the last drops of cum. After thoroughly licking the shaft, she sucked his soft cock into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue and lips.

They'd lay there together, catching their breaths and running their hands over each other. On the occasions when Trip thought much about laying in the cum-soaked sheets on Pru's marital bed, his cock would wake back up. The idea of giving Sean's beautiful wife multiple orgasms and coating the bed with his own cum was a powerful aphrodisiac for Trip. He mounted up and fucked her again, more slowly and intimately the second time, sucking her tongue into his mouth until they both came, confirming that sex with Pru was now his, not just for the taking, but given freely by her whenever he wanted her.

She'd always wake from her post-coital doze when he decided to roll out of bed, dress, and leave. He'd kiss her and say, "Very nice, as always. See you soon, Babe."

The club ambushes were riskier than when Trip came to the house, because there were so many more chances he could get caught in the act. Whenever Pru left the dance floor alone to visit the ladies' room, she tried to be on her guard as she walked back through the shadows of the back hallway. Regardless of how many of her friends were in the club, if his married-girlfriend, Mimi, wasn't there, Trip could be lurking inside any of the several doors to each side of the hallway, some of which led to unoccupied and dark party rooms.

Some of those nights, they'd be done when she'd swallowed his load and licked his cock dry. Other nights, he'd lay her on a table afterward and lick her pussy until he was hard again. Then he fucked her fast and hard, daring the world to catch him owning her body but wanting to cum in the blonde beauty again before they did. Each time, after returning to the bar, Trip sat at a raised table with his pal, Mike, and some other guys from the squadron, and he watched Pru dance with her girlfriends and some random young pilots as if nothing had happened. After a of month of this, he stopped whispering to his buddies about the night's conquest, keeping it all to himself while he watched her shaking her sexy ass.

The truth was, Trip considered himself the luckiest man on base. He had regular, awesome sex with two hot wives and didn't have to deal with the marriage part. Even better, he was getting more pussy than Mimi and Pru's husbands combined, visiting whichever wife whose husband was away on assignment. Although Pru knew and mostly didn't care that Trip was fucking Mimi, Mimi did not know he was also fucking Pru, however reluctantly - at first anyway - on Pru's behalf.

After months of this, Sean was promoted to a staff position in which he rarely deployed. And just like that, Trip's visits with Pru in the dark recesses of the club came to a halt. Worse, Sean announced that he was leaving the military, and in the year that he had left, Trip was only able to fuck Pru at their home twice more before they moved away.

As much as Pru had been wishing for something to put an end to it when Trip started stalking her, she had grown accustomed to the routine and had grown to love the sex with him. With him, she could forget her "good girl" image and just give in to the pleasure, and he could tell she loved it as much as he did.

As their moving date approached a year later, Pru, Mimi, and their girlfriend Charlie decided they needed their own girls' going away celebration, realizing that their days as the crazy trio of wives was coming to an end. They planned an all day and night party for themselves, starting with an afternoon at the club pool for sun and drinks before heading to Pru's for a late night of more drinking. Conveniently, all three husbands were deployed for the week, giving the wives the freedom to act crazy.

The women arrived at the pool separately, Mimi and Pru wearing cover ups, and Charlie stepping out of her car wearing a crocheted bikini, her nipples all but poking through the weave of her unlined top, and the crevice of her ass peaking above the bottom. They all linked arms and claimed three chaise lounges together by the pool. Charlie stretched out on the center lounge and watched closely through her sunglasses as her friends stripped down. Mimi wore a simple, navy, one-piece suit, her large tits threatening to burst out of the top. Pru wore a similar, black one-piece. Although nice, her tits weren't as impressive as Mimi's, but her high cut leg openings made up for it, displaying the edges of her mound and almost half of her round and firm ass.

Charlie smiled, patting both of her friends' thighs, "We're going to go out in style, my hot slutties!"

An hour later, after their second round of drinks, all three women rolled over, undoing their tops. As Pru reached for her suntan lotion, Charlie took it from her, "Here, let me," and she rubbed it in. Her technique reminded Pru of her long-gone lover, Chris, who had spent weeks moving his fingertips closer and closer to her tits and pussy when he was spreading lotion on her while they were still "just" friends. Unlike Chris, Charlie didn't take the slow approach, she simply wrapped her hand around both of Pru's tits as she massaged the lotion in and ran her hand under the suit to smooth it over Pru's ass. She then ran a dry finger between Pru's legs, lightly parting Pru's lips before slipping the suit's crotch back in place and licking her finger with a, "Yummm!."

Pru did her best to act shocked but didn't budge when Charlie's finger brushed her pussy. Mimi watched wide-eyed, then asked casually, "Hey, who's doing me?"

Charlie patted Pru on the ass, "Guess you're up, slut."

Holding her top up with one hand, Pru rubbed lotion on Mimi's back. Mimi shot her a look and said, "I don't think you're giving me the same treatment you got, bitch!"

Rolling her eyes, Pru mimicked Charlie, reaching under Mimi's top to rub her large tits, and sliding a hand under the bottom to grab her ass. Standing beside Pru and watching, Charlie nudged her and nodded at Mimi's crotch. Pru sighed and slipped two fingers under the crotch and squeezed Mimi's clit, making her squirm with an, "Oooooh, that's it!"

"My turn, sluts! Mimi, put those fingers on and in me!" Charlie cooed.

Not bothering to hold up her top, Mimi gave Charlie the same treatment. When she slipped her fingers into Charlie's pussy, Charlie arched her back toward her, slipping her friend's fingers in deeper. Surprised, Mimi jerked them out quickly, also causing her untied top to fall away, plopping both large white breasts out, the dark, saucer-like areolas standing out against her alabaster skin. Embarrassed, Mimi quickly laid down, tucking her boobs underneath and out of sight.

"Arlight, slut-squad... I think you two forgot a step. Lick those pussy-fingers clean," Charlie commanded playfully.

Pru and Mimi looked at each other hesitantly, slowly raising their moistened fingers to their mouths. Seeing Charlie join in, all three women sucked their friend's pussy from their fingers vigorously and giggled.

Pru whispered to Charlie, "I told you, you're bad!"

"I don't think that will be your last word on the subject," Charlie leaned over and ran her tongue quickly over Pru's mouth, wetting her lips and briefly brushing her tongue. She smiled in satisfaction as she laid back down, seeing Pru's lips were parted and her tongue ready to return the favor.

Charlie leaned toward Mimi, "Lean over here, Breasty, I don't want to leave you out." Mimi leaned up and toward Charlie, her boobs hanging out again. Charlie locked lips with her, thrusting her tongue into Mimi's mouth while she pinched an exposed nipple. Mimi jumped back with a squeal, and Charlie chuckled, "Just you wait!"

On the other side of the pool, a row back from the crowd, Trip and his buddy, Mike, sat unnoticed under an umbrella sipping beers and watching the three hottest and most fuckable wives on base fooling around like girls gone wild on Spring Break. The guys had known the gals would be there because Mimi had informed Trip that the women would be starting at the pool as part of their gals-only farewell party, and he'd have to find something else to do for the night. Naturally, he called Mike and suggested they make the best of the situation. Watching the three hot slut wives getting frisky with each other seemed like a nice start, and they had had their eyes on them from the time they got out of their cars.

Just like they had always done when they were at the club watching the wives dance, Trip and Mike compared notes on how hot the women were, and what they'd like to do to each of them. Occasionally on those nights at the club, after Trip had had just enough to drink, he'd even shared an intimate detail of some things he'd already done with Mimi and Pru and some of their particular talents. Those talks almost always ended with Trip walking down the hall to wait for Pru in the club or a Mike to one of their houses, depending on whose husband was out of town. This time was destined to end the same.

An hour and two more drinks later, the three wives were ready to go home, shower up, and meet back at Pru's for the real chick-party. Trip and Mike argued quietly for a few minutes, watching them go, then Trip sighed and stood up, "Fine, I'll take Mimi this afternoon, and you can give Pru a try finally. I hate to miss this one though, it might be my last chance before they move away. I'm going to really miss that bitch."

Trip immediately felt bad calling her that, knowing that his intimacy with her had become much more important than he let on. But what was he to do? She belonged to someone else, and that someone was taking her to live somewhere else. C'est la vie.

As Trip watched them go, Charlie and Mimi went right to their cars, but Pru went into the club to pee first. He said to Mike, "Make sure you wait for her to be home before you head over. And go easy, you don't want to freak her out or anything. Maybe mention the bit about Buck that she wants to keep quiet. Alright, I'm outta here after I hit the bathroom inside."

A few minutes later, walking down the hall from the club's ladies' room, Pru's heart picked up a beat when she heard a familiar voice from a dark side room, "Come on, now, Babe. Last chance."

As Trip closed the door behind them, she dropped her bag and said quietly, "I'm all hot and sweaty, Babe. I don't think you're going to want this."

He was still standing, for a change, and he answered by pulling her into a tight embrace and a long passionate kiss. While still kissing her, he pulled her cover up over her head and threw it down, then slid her swimsuit straps down from both shoulders, exposing her breasts and pulling the suit to her waist. Sweaty or not, he wanted to taste her nipples one last time, and he licked the sweat from both nipples and all around both beautiful, white tits.

Pru pushed him to a chair, pulled his shorts down, and nudged him into sitting down. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and said, "It's been a fun run, Trip. I've learned some things about myself sexually from our time together, and I will miss the excitement of never knowing when or where this cock is going to keep me busy." Pru kissed him again, this time feeling something deeper, wishing they were in a bed and saying this goodbye properly. As Trip had already thought, though, c'est la vie.

Trip held a breast in each hand as Pru knelt between his legs. She decided to take her time with a full inventory, sort of a mental record of what she'd had all this time. She held his cock up and sucked on his balls, licking and sucking on the scrotum. Then she slowly worked her way up his shaft with her tongue, being careful to lick every inch all the way around. When she reached the head, she wrapped a hand around the shaft and slowly began stroking while she polished the head of his cock with her tongue. Tasting his precum and hearing his moans was all she needed, and she lowered her mouth over the head, swirling the tongue around it as it passed deeper into her mouth.

Trip put a hand behind her shoulder and the other behind her head and pressed her closer to him, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Pru stuffed her hands under his ass and pulled her face closer, face-fucking him deep into her throat, still at a slow and steady rhythm. As much as she wanted to taste and feel his cum in her mouth, she also wanted him to remember this moment and be disappointed by all other blowjobs for years to come. She succeeded.

After much longer than usual, Trip moved his hand from her head and put a hand behind each of her shoulders. He pulled her shoulders to him and lifted his ass from the chair as he thrust his cock into her mouth, blowing cum, pulse after pulse into her mouth and throat. Pru pulled back and tightened her lips around the head, fighting to swallow fast enough to catch it all.

As his cock softened, she kept it in her mouth and laid her head on one of his thighs, still swirling her tongue around the slotted tip and sucking every drop she could from it. He ran a hand through her hair tenderly, then stood, pulling her up with him. She stood with her swimsuit still bunched around her waist as he pulled his shorts up and pulled her in for a last goodbye kiss.

Trip turned and walked out without another word, hiding the tears that were threatening to fall. Pru sighed, wiped her own eyes, then dressed herself and left for home and a shower.

He went home and showered but couldn't get Pru out of his mind or the image in his head of what Mike was doing with her.

Fortunately, perhaps, Mike came over to Trip's place two hours later for a beer and a chance to brag, "You were right, man! Pru is as good as you said she was. I figured she would be, but holy shit!"

Trip then listened to the story, his heart aching for it to have been with her instead of Mike.

Just as they'd planned, Mike snuck into the house through the unlocked front door without Pru being the wiser, since she was in the shower. He was nervous as he could be, but once in, he was also determined to follow through, even saying out loud to himself, "Oh, what the hell. Here goes nothing."

After a while, the water turned off, and he could hear Pru puttering around down the hall in her bedroom. Finally, he heard her bare feet walking on the tile floor as she turned the corner. Where he sat on the couch, all that was visible to her would have been his head above the back of the couch, but he was far to her left, not in the center of her field of view, and she didn't see him as she turned right into the kitchen.

He saw her though. She was wearing only white, bikini panties. Her dark tan contrasted fabulously with her blonde hair and bright white, untanned tits and ass. He had always thought she was beautiful dressed, But holy shit! Who knew that was hiding under her clothes?! Besides Sean and Trip anyway. And Buck and that fucking guy Chris. And didn't Charlie say something about some other pilot named Barry with a horse cock? Still, she is hot!

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the dryer door slam and Pru's feet padding back towards him and the hallway to her room. He was sitting still and watching when she came out of the kitchen, now looking directly at him. She stopped, dumbfounded, and dropped her dress and gasped, "Mike, what the fuck are you doing here?"

He stood slowly, raised his hands in front of himself and stayed put as he answered, "Now, Pru. Hold on. I didn't mean to scare you or get you riled up. I just dropped by for a visit is all." Watching her as she fumed at him for startling her and for just being in her house, he couldn't help but glance down. She really was fucking beautiful. Even heaving with anger, her tits were firm, more than a handful, and her nipples suddenly hard, interestingly. He could see through the panties that she was definitely a natural blonde. The tan lines did nothing but accent her nudity. Trip was right all along, that lucky son of a bitch!

Her original surprise passing, Pru remembered that she was standing buck naked in front of Sean's squadron buddy, and her face flushed with that awareness. She took a step backwards into the kitchen doorway, looking for somewhere to go.

Mike walked around the couch and took several steps toward her, his hands still in front of him, saying calmingly, "Come on now, Pru. Settle down, ok? It's ok. There's nothing to be upset about. I just came by for a friendly visit and to say goodbye before you guys move, ok?"

Still standing in the kitchen doorway, she looked around looking trapped. In a few more steps he stood between her and the hallway to her bedroom, still trying to make peace, "Hey, hey, come on now. Here let me help with this," and he picked Pru's dress up from the floor, shook it out gently, and held it up for her to see. "See? It's all good, no wrinkles. I'm sure you'll be beautiful in it."

Pru took another step back and looked over her shoulder. She sighed, "Mike, you scared the bejesus out of me! And what in the fuck are you doing, standing there staring at me naked?!"

He laid the dress gently across a small table in the entry way, then said in the same calming voice, "I know, I know. I'm sorry I startled you. I didn't mean to, seriously. Ok? Relax, Pru. I just wonder if you'd do me a favor?"

She squinted her eyes and said sharply, "And just what the fuck would that be? Take you for a walk around the neighborhood dressed like this?"

"Come on now, you know I'm trying to be nice. I don't mean anything like that at all, although I like the idea. But, maybe before that, since we're here in this predicament already, just maybe you'd... I don't know, turn around, you know, give me the full show, so to speak before you put that dress on?" he asked, trying to sound like that was a reasonable request among friends.

"Again, just why in the fuck would I do that rather than throw you out of here and call the base police?" Pru fumed.

Mike nodded and shrugged, still taking in the beautiful and nude Pru, "Yeah, you could do that, I guess. But come on, why not keep it friendly, hmm? Then no one needs to hear about anything about, you know, Buck or Chris or the horse-dick guy or Trip, right? We're all just friends being friendly."

Still looking around like a trapped and very nude animal, Pru stopped and took a loud breath before spinning on a heel, imitating a runway model. He said softly, "No, no, slower Pru, come onnnnn..."

As she turned, he walked the few steps between them. When she faced him again, his hands went to her hips, and he said, "See? Not so bad, was it? I know it wasn't for me. You are just mind-blowing. Seriously."

Pru flushed again and dropped her eyes, avoiding eye contact. His hands began to rub her hips from front to back, then slid down her ass and back to her hips. As Trip ran his hands over her, he pulled her toward him. She didn't budge, only bending at the hips slightly as he pulled, but he took small steps closer and kept pulling. When her forehead bent forward far enough to touch his chin, he put a finger under her chin, lifted her face to his, and forced his tongue into her mouth.

Pru didn't respond, but she did also didn't resist being manhandled while he explored her mouth with his tongue. Undeterred, he knelt slowly, licking her nipples and abdomen as he went down. He slid his hands from her hips and pulled her panties to her ankles. One hand went behind her ass to hold her in place, while the other went between her legs to widen her stance. The then slipped his tongue between her lips, brushing the thin blonde hair on both sides, and tickling the bushier clit.

That got a reaction. Pru may not have wanted it, but Mike could feel the moistness coming. As he licked, he could feel and taste it, and he licked more deeply and firmly. Imperceptibly at first, Pru crouched toward his face, pressing her swelling pussy onto his mouth. As he licked harder, she pulled his head with both hands, sealing the deal.

Her legs faltered a little from the sensation, and rather than risk her falling, Mike led her by the hand to the couch. She followed, still looking down and despondent, but she went without being forced. She was still looking at her feet as his clothes dropped away, scattered on the floor beside her. He stepped up to her, a nice sized but not challenging, hard cock now pressed against her mound, and he raised her face for another passionate kiss. As the kiss went on, she raised her hands to his ass, pulling him closer.

Mike laid her on the couch, spread her legs apart and buried his face between them, lapping up her wetness. Pru spread her lips and rubbed her clit with two fingers, while the other hand guided his face to where she wanted it. His tongue work was masterful, and when he clamped her clit between his lips and sucked, she rocketed to an orgasm, almost smothering him by pressing his face so hard to her pussy.

When her moaning slowed, he knelt between her legs with a grin and slid his cock in. It was just wide enough to be tight going in, and long enough to touch her cervix when his balls slapped her ass. She held his face in her hands, licked her juice from his face, then pulled him into a kiss, whispering and almost pleading, "Do it, now. If we're going to do it, get on with it. I want your cum in me. Fuck me, Mike."

He fucked her for what seemed like an hour. Long, slow, deliberate, and tender, the same way she had just sucked his buddy's cock less than an hour earlier at the club. And to the same delightful, mind-blowing end, an orgasm of the century, during which both of them moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

When they finished, Pru started to go down and finish the job, licking his cock clean as she'd learned to do for all her lovers. Mike stopped her, "Me first, how about?"

He rolled her onto her back and went back to licking her pussy in long, sloppy strokes, quietly slurping as much as he could from inside and licking every wet spot on her legs and bush. He looked up and smiled when he finished, standing to let Pru sit up and return the favor. By the time she had licked his cock clean and sucked the last drops from the tip, he was hard again.

Pru looked up and said with a pained expression, "Again? We don't have much time. Mimi and Charlie are going to be here any time."

He sat on the couch and pulled her onto his lap facing him, impaling her directly on his cock, balls deep on the first drive. "Ohhhhh!" she moaned and started rocking her hips. While she drove, he massaged and sucked on her tits. When they came, he kissed her forcefully, and she kissed back just as aggressively.

Mike licked her dripping pussy clean again, then she licked his cock dry, and Mike dressed. Pru walked to the front door and slipped her dress over her head. Hearing the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up the front of the house, Pru said anxiously, "Shit, Mike, you gotta go! They're here!"

He ran his hands up her dress to her ass and sopping pussy, kissed her deeply, then grinned and took off out the side door in the kitchen. He hustled out the door and across the vacant lot, paying no attention to Mimi and Charlie who were walking up to the front of the house to continue their party with Pru. All he could think about was what a lucky son of a bitch Trip had been to have Pru at his beck and call, and how lucky he was to have finally gotten a taste! What a piece of ass!

Had he stuck around, or even better, called Trip to come over, they probably could have joined the proudly self-proclaimed sluts' fun and had even more than they could have dreamed (the last bit of Chapter 6, Farewells). As it was, he dropped by Trip's place, where the two men drank beer and bitched about when their next pieces of ass would come along.