"What were the chances?" - Pt. 02

What were the chances? Pt. 2

A rekindled love affair.

The doorbell rang, I heard my wife Lucy say, "Chris is here! I'll get the door," as she walked to the foyer to welcome her guest.

My wife and Chris have history. Only 18 months of history, but long enough that I knew she used to be very fond of him. Chris, he's a man that lets his obscenely fat dick do his thinking. Lucy does her best thinking on her back, and they did a lot of thinking together.

After Chris graduated from college he moved to San Francisco for a teaching position at a community college. Lucy was lovesick when he left, and it took her several months to get over him. Eventually she moved on and returned to her old self. I really did think my wife would forget Chris, but I was wrong. After we saw him in a bar last week Lucy confessed how she felt about him. It was tough to reconcile my love for her and my desire for her to be happy, but my wife wanted to see him again, and I knew there would be no use in trying to stop it from happening. They made a date and today is the day she's been waiting for. Lucy was inviting Chris into our lives for the second time.

My wife was very attached to Chris and I liked him to. Lucy and Chris had a special bond and I had a bond with him to. Not in a gay way, but in a mutual respect way. Back in the day I told him several times how much I appreciate how he treats Lucy. Chris never disappointed Lucy. He always showed her a good time. Most men would be appalled at the thought of their wife having sex with another man, but I liked it. I looked forward to her liaisons because I got something out of it to. Watching my wife have sex with Chris gave me hours of entertainment, and I'm looking forward to watching them today. It has been 3 years since Lucy has fucked a man as big as Chris. Today Chris' beer can dick is back and Lucy is as happy as Christmas day.

I hung back giving them a couple of minutes before I entered the living room. I found them shoulder to shoulder in the kitchen opening a bottle of red wine. I could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife as they began the dance of seduction; the dance that I've witnessed many, many times before. It may be 3 years since their last dance, but I'm guessing neither of them forgot a step.

Lucy is laughing as she reaches for the wine glasses and Chris is struggling with the corkscrew that opens the bottle of wine. Chris noticed me first and said, "It's good to see you again!" I was amazed at how casually the words came out of his mouth as if he never vanished for 3 years.

Chris poured 2 glasses of the red spirit for them to share, and I grabbed a bottle of my favorite beer from the frig. My wife raised her glass and prepared a toast for Chris, "Welcome back!"

"It's good to be back," Chris replied as he stole his first kiss of the day. After sitting her glass on the counter Lucy reached for his waist and pulled him in for a much longer more romantic kiss. Lucy was hungry for his kiss and to taste his mouth. I watched as their kisses were getting more passionate and urgent. Each of them was searching the others mouth with their tongues to find something new that they haven't found before, and their hands were seeking new skin, new flesh to explore and feel.

I was enjoying the moment, but we all needed to talk before they got too carried away. I took a seat at the kitchen island and interrupted the moment my wife and Chris were sharing. "Hey! We need to get some stuff straight before you two go any further!"

Lucy broke the kiss and said, "Michael can't it wait?"

"No it can't Lucy. Get over here and sit down!" It was tough for them to pry apart, but they knew I was serious. They sat next to each other across the island from me and waited for me to speak. What I needed to ask was sensitive, and I didn't want to invade Chris' privacy but in my mind there was an elephant in the room.

I started the conversation by saying, "Chris, Lucy's health and well-being are very important to me. You've been gone for a long time and I need to know what you've been up to. Are you seeing other women? If you are, you have to wear a condom! You can wear a condom if you want to anyway."

I know the question was a buzz killer, but it's need to know information for me and Lucy. Chris sat there for a few seconds pondering his answer, "I haven't been with a woman for a couple of months, and I'm not seeing anybody at the moment. Relationships don't last long for me. Women don't stick around long after they see me for the first time. Most men and women say bigger is better, but in my experience that hasn't been true." Chris was staring at his glass of wine then looked over at my wife and said, "The longest relationship I've had is with you Lucy! If what we had could be considered a relationship. I'm more focused on my job and career these days. I hope that eases your mind."

Lucy had the look of a heart sick puppy on her face after hearing what Chris said. My wife looked into his eyes and said, "You're perfect the way you are! I'll never be scared away because you're perfect for me!"

Chris asked, "Since you asked about me, what about you? Have you been with many men since I moved? No judgement here, I'm just curious though."

Lucy and I looked at each other acknowledging that it's a fair question to ask.

My wife answered Chris and said, "I have a couple of friends that I see occasionally, but it's been a couple of months since I've seen either of them."

No man wants to wear a condom and I know Lucy doesn't like them either, but for her safety I had to ask about other girls. I told Chris, "Thanks, I appreciate the honesty....... okay, no condoms. Lucy are you okay with that?" I glanced at my wife, and she had a big smile on her face and so did Chris.

"I'm sure you figured out that Lucy hasn't changed." I went on to say, "Lucy was lovesick for a couple of months after you left!"

Lucy raised her voice at me and said, "Michael shut up!"

"Hey, I'm not lying! Tell Chris what you said the other night! Or do you want me to?"

"Michael please stop, you're embarrassing me!"

Chris smiled at Lucy and said, "What did you say? I won't get mad."

I laughed at Lucy's shyness because she usually speaks her mind. "I told Michael that I still missed you."

Chris had a surprised look on his face when he said to Lucy, "You missed me? Really?"

Lucy responded in a meek voice, "Yes, I really missed you a lot." With a sexy smirk on her face she whispered, "Let me show you how much."

"Wait a minute! What will your safe word be tonight? Chris and I need to know."

Lucy thought for a second and said, "Pain, my safe word is pain tonight."

"Okay, I've got a couple more things to get off my chest! I won't get mad so do and say whatever you want to just like before, and I have a request. No secret stuff. Don't do anything behind my back. If either of you have something to say then say it in front of me! All phone conversations go through my phone, so I know what's going on."

I could tell from the look on Chris' face that he had something to ask. " Are you saying this could be long term? Like before I moved to San Francisco?"

I responded to Chris by asking Lucy a question. "What do you want Lucy? It's up to you!"

"I want you to come over when I need you to. Michael can call you when I want a play date! I hope you can come over when we call."

I asked him what he does for a living, and where has he been? "I teach classes on photography and video production at DAAP on the UC's main campus. I moved back last August for the beginning of this school year."

Lucy quickly asked him, "Why didn't you call?"

"When I moved I had no intention of returning, so I deleted your contact info from my phone. I didn't think I'd be calling you again. It would be kind of creepy to show up at your front porch after being gone for so long. But I'm here now!"

Lucy put her hand on his forearm and gave him a big wet kiss then said, "I'm glad you're back Christopher."

While my wife and Chris shared some wine and a few more kisses I went to the frig and pulled out the plate of burgers and chicken to grill for lunch. "Lucy be a good hostess and entertain Chris while I cook the food."

So I carried the platter of food to the back porch and started the grill. I enjoy grilling out. It takes a few minutes, but the food is worth the wait. I stood outside in the warm breeze flipping the burgers and chicken making sure nothing gets burned. I resisted the temptation to check up on my wife and Chris. I wanted to go inside and catch a glimpse, but I stayed by the grill. When the food was finished cooking I plated it up and went back in the house.

My nose immediately smelled weed. They smoked weeed weed in the house and Lucy knows that we don't do that. It takes the odor too long to go away. I'm not mad they smoked weed it's the fact they smoked it in the living room. Lucy knows better!

They were sitting on the couch with her sun dress unbuttoned and her right boob hanging out for Chris to squeeze. He had way more than a handful of her heavy boobs in his hands. It's the first time he's seen her since she gained weight and from the looks of things he got an eye and hands full of her heavy hanging tits. I went to the kitchen and put the food on the table and called them so we could eat lunch. I didn't get a response, so I called them again and got no answer! Lucy was too busy entertaining Chris to be interrupted for food. I stood by the couch and watched them play for a couple of minutes, but the food was getting cold, so I interrupted their moment together when I said, "Foods ready, let's eat."

They were in the middle of a slow sexy kiss.

Lucy slowly pulled her lips from Chris and said, "Michael, we aren't hungry. I want to play for a while before we eat!" Chris was too busy kneading my wife's tits to care about eating a hamburger and Lucy was too busy feeling his man meat.

"Well, if we aren't eating lunch why don't you show Chris the play room!"

Chris asked, "What's the play room?"

"Michael had the basement finished last year, and he had a room built for me to entertain guests in. You'll like it, want to see it?"

Laughingly Chris said, "It sounds dangerous."

I chimed in and told Chris that he'll love it. I had it built just for this reason, so Lucy can have fun and entertain her friends in privacy.

Lucy stood up and pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulders and offered him her hand.

As he took my wife's hand Chris told me there was a little gift in the ashtray for me. I didn't notice at first, but there was a freshly rolled goodie waiting for me to smoke. I wanted it, but I also wanted to chaperon and watch them explore her basement playroom. I thought about my options for a second and told them, "I'm going to the back porch for a few minutes. Lucy you be a good hostess and show Chris the basement."

Lucy was looking down at him with a wicked smirk on her face. She looked like an angel offering a helping hand to heaven. They slowly walked through the house to the basement door then she stopped and turned her moist lips toward him, and they started kissing again. She was on fire. Their tongues darting into the others mouth, lips pressed together in a kiss that I was jealous of. Her arms wrapped around his neck holding Chris tight against her breasts. I couldn't stop watching them. As they slowly parted lips my wife reached for the door and opened the path to her playroom.

They disappeared down the steps and I woke up from my hypnotized state standing next to the couch. I thought to myself that it was like he never left. Chris may not have been here physically but in my wife's mind he never left.

I was hungry and wanted to smoke the joint gifted to me. I quickly put a burger together and took my beer, weed, and food to the back porch, so I could eat and smoke without stinking the house up more than it already does.

The burger didn't last very long, so I settled back in my chair to enjoy my beer and weed before going back inside the house. I took long deep tokes trying to get the maximum high that I could from my small gift. Between the beer and weed I was well on my way to an enjoyable afternoon watching my wife and her long-lost lover.

When I walked into Lucy's playroom she was on her knees bobbing her head up and down on Chris' fat dick. Chris sat on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor and his hands on each side of her head. Lucy didn't notice me enter the room, and she probably didn't care but Chris' and my eyes met. I just smiled, and he smiled back as he enjoyed my wife's mouth wrapped around his erect cock.

I was high as hell when I stumbled across the carpet to get a better view of my wife. The lights were dim, but glowing a soft pink color, and their clothes were thrown around the bed. I was shocked when I saw his penis because I didn't remember how fat and dark his dick was. It looked like Lucy was trying to suck the skin off a wet potato. The skin on his penis is much darker than the rest of his body and it has a big purple mushroom head on it. It was bumpy and full of veins, but there was something else that caught my eye about Chris. He isn't manscaped like I remember him to be. Chris was always smooth and almost hairless, except for his pubic area, but now he let his body hair grow. He has a thick mane of chest and belly hair, but there's something else about him that's different. He has a tribal tattoo on his right side. I can't tell what it is, but it's big.

My wife's mouth was gently gliding up and down his shaft. Her lips were wrapped around his manhood ever so gently touching his skin and smearing what lipstick remained on her lips. She pulled his purple dickhead from her mouth and tongued his gland and pee hole. I could see tears in her eyes as she sometimes gagged on the girth of Chris's penis. He was helping Lucy take more of his thick dick into her mouth by encouraging her with his hands on each side of her head. Firmly but gently Chris pushed his penis further into my wife's mouth causing her to gag even more.

"Look at me when you suck my dick!" Chris groaned out as my wife continued to message and suckle his big penis. Her eyes opened and focused on him then she glanced at me now knowing that I'm watching her make love to another man's cock. Her wet lips were caressing him as her tongue licked and tasted his erection.

"What are sucking on Lucy?" I hesitated for a second and waited for her to respond. Lucy's response was to suck him harder and take him deeper past those perky lips.

Chris moaned out in a whisper, "Answer him, whose dick are you sucking?"

Lucy pulled the purple head out of her mouth and whispered, "I'm sucking my boyfriends cock!"

Judging from the look on Chis' face he was as surprised by her answer as I was. There was no filter. Lucy didn't have time to think about her response. Her answer, as short as it was carried a lot of weight. Lucy spoke directly from her heart and she meant what she said. My wife is sucking her boyfriends cock.

"Look how beautiful she looks with my dick in her mouth. Did you miss my cock Lucy?"

"Fuck yeah I've missed your cock! I'm ready for it. I need it in me. Don't make me wait!"

So I asked my wife, "Lucy, is Chris your boyfriend?"

With her tiny hand still wrapped around his dick she looked at me with her big green eyes and heart full of desire and said, "I hope so."

My dick was ready to bust out of my pants and with my heart beating hard against my chest I asked Chris, "Do you want Lucy to be your girlfriend?"

Chris looked at me and smiled. "My girlfriend wants me to fuck her! Want to watch?" I got the answer that I wanted to hear.

Lucy never, ever said anything like this before. My wife finally admitted that she wants a steady boyfriend. She admitted it to me and to herself that she wants a relationship with Chris. When Chris said, "My girlfriend wants me to fuck her! Want to watch?" He admitted it to! I was watching what I hoped would grow into a love affair between them.

They were never this vocal before. I liked it when they talked to me. The truth is I wanted them to talk. I want to hear what they are thinking and feeling. It made me feel more connected and close to the sex they are sharing. I want to see them seduce each other. I want to see my wife share her body with Chris. Not only that, but I want to see them kiss and explore the flesh that lovers share. I want to watch my wife submit to Chris and spread her legs so he can explore her depths with his cock. I want to watch Chris put his dick in my wife as she accepts his hard thick flesh.

Chris growled out an order to Lucy, "Get on the bed and lay on your back."

Chris looked at me once again and smiled telling me what he was going to do to my wife. Lucy crawled up onto the bed and laid down with her head on a pillow slowly spreading her legs exposing her wet lips.

"Look at her Mike! She wants me to fuck her in front of you."

I spoke softly, "It's your pussy tonight, do whatever you want with it."

Chris scooted between my wife's open legs and began to tap the head of his dick against her waiting clit and lips. He used his right hand to swirl his dick around her clit and open pussy, lubricating the head before he put his cock into my wife. He leaned forward propping himself up with his left arm and guided the purple headed monster with his right hand to its destination; my wife's open and glistening pussy.

He slowly pushed the head in and stopped when he heard my wife moan, "Oh gawd! Slow honey, real slow. I want to enjoy every inch of it." He pulled the head out and waited a couple of seconds before pushing a little harder going deeper than before. My wife's hands were casually laid above her head fully submitting to Chris' advances. Lucy's green eyes were partially closed, and she looked hypnotized and stuck to the bed.

Slowly in and slowly out. His penetration got deeper and deeper. Lucy was moaning and purring like a kitten as she began to rotate her hips encouraging Chris to go further into her waiting wet canal. I don't know how she does it. That is the fattest dick that I've ever seen, and now it's balls deep in my wife. Chris stopped pushing to enjoy the view. He was staring at Lucy moving his gaze up and down her body and my wife was looking back. They locked eyes. The moment was electric, and the lust poured out like a waterfall. Lucy had him balls deep with her pink skin stretched tightly around his manhood. What I was watching was worth the wait. Lucy has wanted this moment for 3 years and today her dreams had come true.

Slowly he withdrew his glistening cock only to push it back in as far as it would go. My wife purred, "That's it baby, long slow strokes." He repeated his penetration into my wife over and over again pushing slowly in and out of her. My wife was responding to his cock, her head slowly nodding up and down and her breasts rippling with every thrust of his obscene penis. My wife's nipples were hard and standing at attention like 2 pink buds and her silver dollar sized areolas had small pumps protruding from them. Chris has my wife as hot as she's ever been, and her body was giving the obvious arousal away. Her green eyes rolled back into her head as she closed them. My wife whispered to Chris that she was going to cum. Lucy's lips quivered, and her legs started to shake as a pent-up orgasm came to the surface. Wave after wave of deep emotional release overtook her soft body as her lover continued his slow assault.

Chris slowly bent his elbows lowering his body weight onto my wife. Their bellies touched first then his hairy chest came to rest on my wife's breasts crushing them under his weight. He held himself up slightly with his elbows and his hands softly cupped her face. They were now face to face, eye to eye and lips to lips. He kissed her. Then again and again they kissed each other getting more passionate and emotional. Lucy wrapped her legs around his ass and her hands slowly stroked his back as he began to grind his penis into her wet hole. Their lips pressed together hard as they shared this intimate moment with me. Tongues were darting in and out of their mouths as they exchanged saliva with each other.

My wife began to roll her hips beneath him accepting the gift of his hard flesh into her body. Slowly his ass muscles began to tense up then relax as he gently started to grind his penis into my wife's waiting hole. It was very low energy and low impact as they conserved themselves for a long night of fucking.

I sat in my chair and watched them give their body to each other. Minute after minute this show of lust continued. As I watched my wife and Chris something became obvious to me. This is more than sex. The connection between them was electric and getting more so by the second. They weren't having sex. They are making love in front of me and neither of them cared if I was there or not. He's only been here for a couple of hours, and it's like he never left. After 3 years they rekindled their love affair.