Barb's Fantasy 2: Flip the Script

Barb's Fantasy Part 2: Flipping the Script

Author's Note: Part 1 sets up the "script", I think you will enjoy it. In Part 2, how many "script flips in total.." (shout out to "Furious" from Mystery Men, (1999)) can you count? 3? 4? But there is more to this story, a wife tried to heal her marriage after a burning hot, illicit dalliance with a younger man. She's reminded of her own words to her husband, what makes him special.

Thanks for your emails and comments from Part 1, they inspired me to continue this story.

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"Oh, Jax! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Give me that big cock, Jax! Fuck me hard!"

Barb's brief, impulsive fling with Jax a few weeks ago had unexpected and persistent consequences for both of us. One unforeseen outcome was Barb's restless nights, marked by vivid, sensual dreams and involuntary calls to her young, exciting lover.

Tonight, again, she cried out for him in her sleep, nearly rousing the entire household.

Barb admitted to me that her brief sexual encounter with our young Jax was the most physically intense experience of her life. She did assure me that our married sex life was more fulfilling and more emotionally satisfying and that as a man and husband, I had nothing to worry about.

Although I'd seen her climax with him. Her body was lost in orgasm while his cock was deep inside her, deeper than I could ever go. It was a hard image to get out of my head. Nonetheless, the real soul-crushing wound to my ego came from realizing that perhaps I could not arouse her as he did. Jax's youth and physical attributes ignited sexuality in Barb at an animal level. Powerful, raw, and unashamed sexuality. I desperately longed to have that effect on her.

But here we are, her restless sleep, her vivid dreams reliving that day, including this one I'd just woken up to.

Let me catch you up.

After our spontaneous threesome a couple of weeks ago ended, we were suddenly occupied with our son, Mike, when he came home from college, his new girlfriend, Betty, in tow. In addition, she brought her sister, Veronica, who immediately fell for Mike's childhood friend, Jax. The four of them were inseparable. They spent every waking hour touring the area, going to dances, wine tastings, river rafting, racing, and every adventure they could reach within driving distance from our home. Secretly, I was glad Jax was occupied and too distracted to look toward Barb again.

Well, in truth, I should have said that Barb was too occupied to get her hands on Jax again.

The girls were welcomed to stay at our home, and in agreement with their parents, they settled into Mike's old room, while Mike and Jax camped out in the basement. Betty was fascinated with all things "Mike." She relished learning about his childhood and hung on to his every word. Her sister, Veronica, and Jax took to each other like magnets, as if they were made for each other. It was nice to see.

The girls were obviously sisters; the family resemblance was there. Both were fit, sporty, and brunette, but Veronica's hair had a reddish glow when the sun hit it. They were "All-American" cheerleaders and both on sports scholarships. Betty played soccer, while Veronica, the taller and longer-legged girl, played tennis.

The four of them were surprisingly conservative when it came to sex. There was kissing and hand-holding, but not much else. Every night, we held a video chat with their parents, and no secrets were withheld as they described their day. I even picked up on some talk of a destination wedding in the works. Things were moving fast for Mike, and maybe Jax too. We spent those two weeks running like crazy to host them: cooking, planning trips, and different events. It was exciting but really wore us out.

Veronica seemed to take special delight in flirting with me in front of Jax, much to Barb's annoyance (and to my amusement!). "Jax, you're just as handsome as Daddy! I bet you take after him in other ways!" she'd tease. He even seemed to enjoy the odd attention she paid to us as if he was glad she liked his "family."

Jax would blush, looking shy, and reply, "Um, he's not really my dad." But she'd cut him off with a light kiss while she winked at me.

Her playful flirting was making Barb irritable.

I noticed. One morning, she took me aside and snapped at me. "You love having that young woman flirt with you!" she accused. I just smiled.

"Yeah, I do, just like you loved fucking her boyfriend," I reminded her. The irony was incredible, and the fact she didn't see it made it more paradoxical, even hypocritical. I savored it, grinning.

Her eyes scorched me with a venomous stare, and I braced myself for her impending verbal onslaught. I heard her take a deep breath, then I moved in quickly to cut her off.

"Barb, are you jealous of her? Do you really resent her flirting with me? Or, are you being possessive of Jax?" Barb stopped, and I put my arms around her. "You can't honestly think I'd pay another woman any attention when I have you, and I know how lucky I am..." I took a deep breath and added, "So you're not jealous of me, but him, is that it?"

Barb glared at me, about to refute my insinuation, but then she stopped and reconsidered. I could tell she was admitting I was right, that her envy was misplaced. "Well, they will be gone in a few days," she admitted. That statement was true. Barb and I would have the house to ourselves again.

But that's not what she meant, as I would later learn.

On Friday, Mike arranged to drive the girls back to college and try as they might, no accommodations could be made for Jax to accompany them. They all promised to spend the next holiday at the girls' family home, Jax included, as a better plan than a quick visit on the road trip back to college. That night, alone now, Jax decided to sleep in Mike's old room, upstairs and across the hall from our room. We were all exhausted. I wouldn't begrudge him a soft bed for his last night here.

The late-night quiet of the house didn't last long.

"Oh, god, Jax! I love your big cock! Fuck me with your big cock! Fuck me!"

Barb called out in her sleep again, louder than usual. Reluctantly I gently shook her to wake her up. Each time she called out in her sleep, it reminded me of that day and my promise to have no regrets.

It wasn't all bad. Our sex life WAS re-energized. Barb learned to do this thing with her pussy, a muscular contraction of her pelvic floor, almost milking my cock during intercourse. Her oral skills were crazy now as if my smaller penis offered more opportunity and comfort in her mouth than Jax's bigger, thicker cock allowed, and she was eager to take advantage. It was almost as if her riding Jax's dick unlocked a new level in Barb's erotic persona, making sexual things more exciting for us. She had a new confidence and fewer inhibitions, too. Meanwhile, as I was watching her with him, I learned more about her raw sexuality than I had expected, and I did my best to apply those lessons.

The biggest change for me was I stopped trying so hard in bed. Instead of stressing over being perfect, getting her aroused, and making her orgasm, I relaxed and just enjoyed the fuck. I mean, I certainly paid attention to Barb's stimulation, her sexual tastes, and her erogenous zones. I also stopped forcing things, and instead I let them happen. We'd only had sex twice since that night with Jax, but I enjoyed each time more than before.

About that, with a house full of company, we had to sneak away during the day to have any privacy, but that enhanced our enjoyment: the role-playing, the risk of getting caught. Like fugitives stealing moments in a hostile country, we traded secret kisses--each a teasing spark for when we might be alone. We whispered sexy confessions, laced with erotic promises, hinting at what might await. When the kids vanished on another adventure, we fell on each other in a frenzy, as if a prison warden had granted us a long-awaited conjugal visit. Our passion was desperate, reckless, and urgent, lest we were discovered. As we played this game together, I was falling for my wife anew, tumbling deeper into love with her.

There were other things, too. Events that perhaps set the stage for what was about to take place. Well, one was unexpected; the other I should have seen coming.

One night after the girls went to bed, I guess about 11:30 p. m., I remembered I had wet clothes in the basement washing machine. Carefully, I crept down the stairs so I wouldn't wake Mike and Jax.

I heard Mike's voice, talking about how crazy they were about the girls, and thought to join them, when a snippet of the conversation froze me in my tracks.

"Do you remember when the guys used to jerk off and talk about my mom down here? Can you believe we were so freaky about it?" Mike asked.

Jax soberly replied, "Yeah, that was embarrassing."

Mike added, "We were so creepy, so obnoxious. Everyone was casual about getting hard and jacking off, my mom was only upstairs, it's amazing we never got caught!"

I peeked around the corner from the stairway. They were both mostly nude and each of them had their white briefs down around their ankles. Mike had grown into a fine young man, his muscular physique and curly black hair highlighting his chest, abs, and legs. Jax was taller, and as a swimmer, his nude body was smooth and sleek.

There was a porno playing on the computer screen. The scene they were watching was a baseball team, all fit young men, and a single, sexy older woman. She was dressed partially as a coach, her large tits hanging out, a tin whistle dangling off her neck, her legs spread, lying on her back on a locker room bench. The men were tearing off uniforms, stroking hard cocks, and lining up to fuck her.

Both Mike and Jax were slowly stroking along with the actors on the screen. I noticed Mike's penis was like mine: thick foreskin, a big defined mushroom head, a little larger perhaps, and of course Jax's remarkable equipment was on full display, long and hard, his smooth balls bouncing as he stroked. They sat next to each other on a bench, comfortably masturbating to the video.

"Man, we were so ignorant! As if my mom would fuck any of those losers. It didn't stop them from daydreaming about it! Remember that kid Alan? He was so sure he'd be the first to defile my Mom, remember he boasted that once he'd creamed in her, he'd let her fuck the rest of us? Yowie! What an arrogant clown he was!" Mike laughed. "As if Mom would just let him screw her because she told him he was cute once!"

I held my breath. Boys talked. Jax had promised to keep his time with my wife, Barb, Mike's mom, private and confidential. But boasting about a sexual conquest is almost expected, especially one that might elevate a boy's status in his peer group. Would Jax give us away?

"Remember you always walked around in your underwear?" Mike teased, "Your dick always flopping around? We thought Mom might fall for you and make a man out of you! God, we were so dumb then!" Jax grunted, kind of, in acknowledgement but said nothing, instead refocusing his attention on the video action.

Mike needled him further. "You had the hots for her, admit it!"

Jax replied, in a measured tone, "What, that I thought your mom had a hot, sexy ass and nice tits? We all did, including you, ya perv."

Then Mike shot back, "Yeah, like you ever had a chance with her."

Jax retorted quickly, "Oh yeah as if you did, creep. Remember Alan talking about you taking your place in line behind him, sloppy seconds? Or, maybe fourths, sevenths?"

"Yeah, and remember that kid, Tim? He was like, 'You can't bang your own mom! Just jerk off on her tits!' as if that was less creepy!" Jax added.

Mike shook his head. "For crying out loud, I had to grow up hearing a bunch of pervs talking about banging my mom and jacking off. You were all depraved assholes." He laughed.

"Hey, um, Mike..." Jax started changing subjects. "Do you think the girls expect us to be exclusive? I mean, until we can be together?"

"I dunno, Jax. I mean, everyone has a body count, I guess?" Mike reasoned, "No one gets married to a virgin anymore, right?" Then, still stroking his dick, he leaned back, stretching his muscles, and added, "I'm a don't ask, don't tell guy. Besides, I don't think Veronica cares how much pussy you got before hers. In fact, I think the idea that you're a stud gets her hot!"

Jax just grunted, pumping his dick to the porno on the screen. I was impressed he kept our secret. I was about to turn around and leave them some privacy when I noticed the action on the screen was reaching its climax. The team was all stroking their cocks, jerking off onto the coach, covering her tits and pussy with thick ropes of semen. Out of habit, I paused to watch the money shots on the screen. Mike and Jax were close, each moaning, their hands a blur as they stroked.

"Remember when Bill and his brother Bob dressed as a quarterback and a cheerleader for Halloween?" Jax shared a memory. "Bill was almost 6 feet tall then, dressed as a slutty cheerleader, with a wig, makeup, and a tight dress! And Bill was what, barely 5 feet tall? His team jersey almost reached his knees. What a pair!"

"Yeah Bill was a wild man, right? And Bob was kinda hot dressed like that. I don't know how he pulled it off." Mike added, "Remember, Bill dropped his pants and pretended to bone 'the cheerleader'? We were all teasing him. Bob was, too! Strutting around like a tease, 'Fuck that pussy, Bill!' we called. Then he bent 'her' over and lifted her skirt up, doggie style! It looked like he was really doing it with Bob."

Even Jax laughed. "Yeah, then he flipped her over on her back and got between her legs; his naked dick was even hard! All of us watching his bare ass humping his own brother!" Jax chuckled. "Bill was short, but he was aggressive! It looked so real as if Bob were a real girl, a slutty cheerleader! It was so fucking hot!" Jax looked at Mike and asked, "I wonder if he got off? It sure looked like he unloaded his balls all over Bob's underwear. Poor Bob!"

Mike snorted. "Dude, we shot so much spunk down here, all the guys did! I bet a black light would make the walls glow like a disco! I remember Mom asking why we used, like, 4 boxes of Kleenex in a week! We almost got busted!"

They stroked for a while, and then Mike said, "Hey, remember that time you lost that bet?"

"Dude! You promised never to bring that up!" Jax replied angrily. "It was only for a minute, and I spit it out!"

"Relax, man, it's only you and me here, right?" Mike assured him. Then added, quietly, "Besides, you were hardly the only one! Everyone was a little gay in the basement. I'll take those secrets to my grave!"

"Really?" He questioned. "Who else?"

"To my grave..." Mike assured him.

Jax shrugged, "No big deal, I guess."

Then they each reached for the other's hard shaft and jerked each other off for a while. "Jeez, Jax! If that dork gets any bigger, it might need a zip code!" Mike said, hefting Jax's semi-hard dick. Mike was the first to announce he was climaxing, grunting, and standing up next to Jax.

Jax grabbed an old towel and caught Mike's spunk in it, then, grunting himself, shot his own load into it.

They quickly cleaned up, shut down the laptop, and checked the area. Finishing swiftly, Mike tossed the semen-soaked rag into the washing machine. (On top of my clean clothes! Noooo!)

"No evidence! Not a trace! The perfect crime!" Mike said, high-fiving Jax. Then, they crawled into their sleeping bags and killed the lights.

I crept up the stairs, silently, baffled by what I just witnessed. I guess people these days are more accepting of casual same-sex contact. Watching my son and his friend masturbate was unexpectedly hot. The candid discussion of how they, as boys, lusted after my wife reminded me of my own sexual awakening, years ago. My dick was still hard, and I felt close to coming. I knew Barb would be sleeping, so I let myself ejaculate into the bathroom sink, cleaned up, and slipped into bed.

That was unexpected. Then yesterday this happened:

Mike and the girls had just said their goodbyes and driven off. Veronica made Jax swear to keep in contact, and Betty promised they would all be together again soon. Jax waved until they were out of sight, then, obviously depressed at their departure, turned and walked back to the pool, plopping down into a lounge chair and checking his phone for messages. He would leave early the next morning, then Barb and I would be alone again. I was looking forward to having Barb to myself, like the horndog I am.

Barb was in the kitchen, scribbling a shopping list. The past two weeks of houseguests had wiped out our pantry--eggs, milk, even the bread had vanished. She looked hurried, her pen moving rapidly down the paper. "Matt, can you grab some groceries? I'm swamped with laundry, stripping beds, and tackling the bathrooms." She knew I'd do anything to dodge bathroom duty, so I eagerly agreed. The list was long enough to keep me out for a couple of hours, and I could pick up takeout for dinner on the way home. I briefly considered asking Jax to tag along but quickly nixed the idea of dragging a mopey, lovesick teen through the aisles. I gave Barb a quick kiss, hopped in the car, and pulled out of the garage. Halfway down the driveway, I realized I'd forgotten my wallet. I parked, jogged back to the kitchen, and grabbed it from the counter. Glancing out the window, I did a double-take--there was Barb, already out of her work clothes, gliding through the pool in her tiny bikini.

My spidey sense was tingling. What was Barb doing?

I slid into the shadow, a little alarmed but more than curious.

Barb swam laps for a while, then mounted the diving board and dove in. I noticed she seemed to be trying to splash Jax, but his chair was just a little out of range. She did it a few more times, unsuccessfully, until, exasperated, she walked up to him.

"Jax?" she called. Jax's attention was absorbed by his phone. Barb rolled her eyes, and repeated, louder, "Jax!"

Jax looked up as if seeing her for the first time. "Uh, yeah? Mrs... I mean, Barb?"

"Come swim with me, Jax," she enticed him, posing seductively, openly. Jax didn't notice. "Jax?" she prompted.

Jax looked back at his phone. "I think I'll go pack before dinner, leaving early tomorrow," he said, distracted, and wandered off. Barb looked incredulous and a little frustrated, I could see. I heard Jax's footsteps climb the stairs and then his bedroom door closed. I slipped inside and waited for Barb in the kitchen.

"Oh!" She was startled seeing me there, then, sighing, added, "I guess you saw."

I nodded. She knew there was no escape, no denying it.

"Oh, Matt. I feel so foolish. I just thought, if maybe I had a quick, you know, to get him out of my mind..." She shook her head. "Before he left."

"Out of your mind and into your bottom," I observed. "Your married bottom." Barb looked down but grinned and nodded sheepishly.

I reached over and tugged her towel away, angrily. Her wet bikini didn't hide her erect nipples. I whistled, openly ogling her luscious body.

She leaned back, her breasts jutting out. "What's on YOUR mind?" she teased, striking a sexy pose and looking me over like a slab of meat.

"You have no idea how much you're turning me on just by looking at me like that," I admitted. It was nice to feel desired.

I wanted to be angry with her, but I was caught up in the moment. The rising sexuality was too intense to spoil with a jealous fight. There were other ways to deal with this, I thought. I stood up next to her, my hardening dick stretching my pants, next to her face, and instructed her, "Undo my belt."

She tore at my belt, tugging down my pants and freeing my cock. She whispered, "What exactly should I do next?" She ran her hands over my chest. I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it away.

"Show me what you were planning on doing to young, innocent Jax, just a moment ago," I said.

"You mean, seduce him, let him fuck me any way he wanted? All behind your back? Let you, my loving, loyal husband, catch my young lover and me in the middle of a hot, forbidden affair?" she confessed seductively. Almost boasting about her plans, flaunting her open sexuality. "Like a sultry seductress, or perhaps... a cheating whore?" she added, after a pause. I noticed that she was really getting into this.

"Are you really that good?" I asked, challenging her as she stroked my dick to hardness. "So venomous, spiteful enough to seduce a young and innocent man?" I bit my tongue before I added, "Who just rejected you for a younger woman?"

Although we both understood it, the script was flipped. It was inevitable.

Barb smiled, seductively.

"Imagine me nude, eager, ready, and whispering in your ear exactly how much I want you," she practically dared me. "How much my body needs you."

"I do need you," I replied candidly. Barb kissed me aggressively. I moved to put my arms around her. Then she held them back, but she moved to nibble my earlobe, then started to kiss down my neck, down to my chest, biting a nipple (ouch!), then kissing it as if it was a small injury, working her way down to my belly button, then slowly falling to her knees.

Grinning, she took my dick into her mouth, sucking greedily. I put my hands on her head and started to fuck her mouth, not gently either. "Fuck, yes, yes!" I said out loud. "Suck that cock, cheater," I taunted her. She moved to kiss and suck my balls.

"Oh, Matt! I'm such a cheating slut!" she mewled. "I'm your slut!" she added.

"Maybe I should fuck you like a slut? Like a cheating slut!" I replied.

"Yes! Please, husband! Fuck me like a cheating slut!" she begged in a sexy, seductive voice.

I lifted her up and pushed face down onto the towel spread on the kitchen table. I kicked her legs apart, roughly, then tugged her bottoms to the side, putting the head of my cock at her wet vagina. I teased the entrance for a moment, lost in the eroticism of the sexy, spontaneous encounter and how powerful it made me feel. She moaned and desperately tried to push back against my cock, eager to feel it penetrate her sex.

"Please! I need to feel you inside me! Please! Matt! Fuck me! Fuck me angry! I'm a cheating slut! Oh, fuck me hard!" she begged again, her voice desperate. I wanted to tease her longer, but she pushed back again, and my cock slipped into her. It felt so tight! So hot! I could not hold back, and I started pumping my cock into her, even as she cried out!

"Oh, yes! Harder! Yes! Yes, yes! Take me! Take my pussy!" she cried, gasping for air. I could feel her body quiver as her climax was building, her legs shaking, and the guttural noises I forced out of her.

"Ugh, mmm," I could only grunt, as I was so caught up in the moment, and her intensity was electrifying.

"Give me that big cock, Matt! Yes! Yes! God, yes! Punish me with your cock! I deserve it! Oh, god, I fucking love it!" Her cries were desperate, demanding, and pleading at the same time.

It was easy to play along. Maybe I wasn't playing...

"I love fucking this tight pussy, this hot cheating pussy! Cheating slut! I can't help it, you're the sexiest thing alive!" I growled, holding her down as she climaxed on my cock. I was close, myself, but I wasn't done. I pushed my cock into her balls-deep and held it while she screamed and climaxed until her breathing slowed and her body relaxed a little. Then I leaned over and whispered to her, "Where does a cheating slut get fucked?"

There was a moment of silence, then she whispered, "Anywhere...." My heart drummed a rhythmic beat, nearly jumping out of my chest, the only noise in the silence. "Anywhere you want..." she gulped.

I spit on her asshole. "Spread your cheeks for me, slut," I urged her. "Open that hole for me."

With my cock still in her pussy, I watched as she inserted a spit-covered finger into her own pink asshole and slid it in and out. "That's it, open that hole for me," I encouraged her. "Open it wide." She slipped in a second finger, I spit again, and she pushed in a third. Barb moaned seductively, fingering herself for me.

"Oh, my god, yes, yes..." she murmured. I could not believe how hot she was getting. I loved this feeling of her submitting to me, eager to please me, instead of me worrying about pleasing her or competing with her young lover. It felt like a revelation. God, I loved this woman!

"That's it, baby, get it ready for me. Give it up for me." I started to slide my slick cock out of her pussy and then pushed her fingers out of the way. I positioned the dripping head of my dick into her moist hole; she gasped as it slipped in. I held just the tip inside until I felt her muscled ring relax, and then I pushed my shaft in deeply.

Barb cried out, softly, "Oh, god, your cock is in, I can feel it stretching me! It's in my ass now! Oh, so deep!" I pulled out slowly and pushed in again.

Barb gasped again, her body twitched and tensed for a moment, and then she exhaled and relaxed as she got used to the taboo invasion. I pulled out slowly, leaving just the tip of my dick inside her, then pushed in slowly, starting a calm, easy rhythm. Barb grunted, sucking in the air and blowing it out as if fighting the discomfort of having her virgin entrance violated. However, soon she started to moan and sigh with pleasure.

"Tell me how much you love this! I want to hear you tell me again!" I hissed at her.

"Oh, yes, this feels so good! Matt! So sensual! Oh, so dirty! You are so dirty! Yes, go a little faster, yes!" she pleaded.

"No one makes me feel as hot, gets me as hard as you do!" I confessed, even as I pushed in deeper. I was really enjoying the feeling and the mental rush of taking her anally, something I'd never really wanted before--now I knew I'd be craving it. I increased the speed and depth of my strokes, just savoring the delightfully new feeling, reveling in Barb's sensual noises and her body's response. I was close, and I could feel my intense orgasm building, nearly to the point of no return.

Suddenly I caught a movement in the corner of my eye and carefully glanced up. In the kitchen window, I saw the reflection of Jax standing in the hallway, mostly hidden just outside the doorway. He was wearing his swimsuit, but it was tugged down and his dick was exposed, semi-hard. He was stroking it, slowly, while he spied on us.

God, it was hot being watched like this! Although he could only watch, this was my time. I pretended I didn't see him or catch him jerking off, but I turned Barb's body slightly to give him a better view. Show him how a husband takes his wife. Being watched by her young lover just made the whole experience that much more exciting, carnal, and even indecent. I wondered how far I could push Barb.

"Barb! I'm going to come! I'm nearly there, going to shoot my load deep inside you! Rub your clit, baby! Get yourself off!" I growled.

"Uh, now? With you watching?" she asked, hesitating. Then she moaned again, with a new excitement.

"Go on baby! Touch your pussy! Feel your little clit while I fuck you!" I knew from the sounds she was making, that she relished the idea, and loved being pushed out of her comfort zone.

Barb was bracing herself on the table, but she quickly obeyed, moving one hand down to her pussy, then I felt the pressure of her fingertips as she touched herself. I had just given her permission to masturbate even as I fucked her. She eagerly took the opportunity, helping me give her a mind-blowing experience. It was a life-changing moment for us both.

Barb started to rub her pussy, her body nearing climax, her muscles twitching and clenching, her asshole feeling like a fist tugging at my cock.

"Yes! Oh, baby! You love it, don't you? Do you love the cock inside your butt? Yes, baby! Rub your clit for me baby... rub it as I fuck you! You're going to come so hard!" I promised.

She started to scream as her orgasm swept over her, and then I ejaculated too. Grunting, pumping my load into her, over and over again until I was spent. I lost track of time, and then, as my breathing slowed, I lowered my body on top of hers, feeling the soft aftershocks of her climax making her tremble and sigh. It was the moment after a flash of discovery, basking in our new reality.

I held her until my dick deflated and unceremoniously slipped out of her, followed by a puddle of warm semen.

I helped her up, kissing her and putting my arms around her. We both stripped off our remaining clothes, and laughing, dove into the pool. Naked. Cavorting, splashing, feeling renewed. I don't know how much Jax saw, but I hoped he enjoyed it.

*****

"Oh god, I need your cock, Jax! Fuck me, Jax!"

I shook Barb again. Mike and the girls had left, but Jax was sleeping across the hall. I didn't want Barb's dream to disturb him.

"Barb, Barb!" I whispered, "Wake up!" I turned to face her as she opened her eyes. For an instant, I saw a flash of recognition, then frustration and even a little disappointment as she realized it was me, not her dream boy lover, at her side. By now, I was used to this. After a moment, her expression softened, and she asked me, "Did I wake you?"

I moved in close, my arms around her. "Yeah, tonight you were a little loud." I grinned. I held her close, wondering if I should offer to help her finish her dream. I felt my erection pressed against her thigh, almost afraid to get too excited, only to have her shoot me down this late at night.

"Oh, Matt..." she started, then we both heard the creaking of our bedroom door. Jax stood there, nude, sporting a semi-hard penis.

"Um, did you call me?" Jax asked sleepily.

I was about to say, "No, go back to bed," and close the door behind him, but I glanced down at Barb's eyes. She had an odd expression on her face. In the darkness, it was difficult to read, maybe hopeful, or even needful? Inwardly I knew what it meant. I knew what she wanted, even as I'd hoped we were past this.

I swallowed, hopefully the darkness hid the redness I felt suffusing my cheeks. Seconds passed like hours as I desperately tried to think of some other way, some exit, but there was none.

"Come on in, Jax," I invited, with a heavy sigh. "Come on over."

Jax walked over to the bed, his heavy dick swinging and bouncing, stopping at the edge where Barb's pillow lay. She kissed me, then slid over and put her face up next to his long, thick penis, semi-hard but pointing down with a pronounced curve. I was about to get up and leave, thinking she might want some private time with his cock. Maybe a last night of uninhibited passion would clear the craving out of her system, but to my surprise, she reached behind and pulled me in close.

"Hold it up for me, Jax," Barb asked, almost clinically. "Show me that beautiful cock."

Jax aimed the semi-hard, slick head at her mouth. "Like this, Barb?"

"Good boy," Barb assured him. I held my breath, but I knew what would happen next.

Barb started to kiss and nibble Jax's penis. She licked the head peeking through his foreskin, gently sucking the very tip into her mouth, nipping and licking at it. I've never seen a woman give head to a man like this, so gentle, exploring and tasting every tiny part, but just along the head. Almost as if suckling, like a baby calf. Jax responded by moaning with pleasure, "Oh, yes, that feels so good!" he mumbled softly. Barb was unhurried, licking and kissing as Jax's penis swelled slightly but still didn't harden up.

"If you keep doing that, I'm not sure I'll behave myself," I whispered into her ear, nibbling her earlobe.

"Do you like watching me taste his big cock? It feels so thick in my mouth," she flirted with him and me simultaneously.

"I do. You look so sexy when you're playing with his young cock," I admitted. It was true. "It's getting me so excited."

"Oh, yes, Barb! That feels so nice, it tingles, and, oh! OH," Jax told her.

Barb scooted closer, pulling me in tight to her body, and continued her loving attention to Jax's semi-erect dick. I had to rest my head on my fist, my elbow directly behind Barb's head, giving me a point-blank view of his dick in her mouth. I realized that as long as he was only semi-hard, Barb could take him orally without stretching her jaw uncomfortably. The gentle sucking and wet flesh squishing sounds were only punctuated by Barb or Jax's soft and sensual moaning.

"I can't stop thinking about how good you feel next to me," she purred to me, snuggling close, even as she pleasured another man's cock. It felt great to hear her say that, oddly, so I slid in closer.

My face was very near Barbs, my cheek nearly touching hers. I could feel her jaw move as she mouthed another man's dick, and that was so close I could smell his boyish musk and sweat, as well as her breath. The close proximity to another man's erection was surprisingly arousing, I discovered. Barb, perhaps feeling my hard dick pressed into her thigh, eased her legs apart and tugged my penis toward her vagina, managing to position the head of my dick right next to her wet pussy. I teased and massaged her moist lips with my fingers and cockhead for a while, then slipped the head of my dick into her tight womanhood. She jumped a tiny bit, but then we quickly found a rhythm, and we rocked together, just the head of my dick slipping in and out of her vagina, slowly, teasingly.

"Oh, Matt! Yes! Please! Fuck my pussy! I want you to fuck me! I want you to fuck my wet pussy! I want to feel your cock inside me!" She purred, in between bites and kisses along Jax's dick. Just hearing her say it was crazy hot!

She never stopped her oral massage of Jax's dick. He quivered slightly, his cock throbbed, and a small jet of liquid shot out across Barb's cheek. She moved her mouth down to start sucking the end of his dick like a straw, ever so tenderly, unhurried.

"Oh! Uh, oh, um, it feels so intense! I'm barely in control! Do you like my cock? Is it making you hot, Barb?" Jax asked, a little awkwardly, and then he noticed our rhythmic movements under the sheets. "Uh, are you guys doing it?" he asked.

Barb just replied, "Mmm, Mmm..." not taking her attention from Jax's growing erection.

"Um, that's kinda hot," Jax admitted.

I turned my head and licked Jax's pre-come off Barb's cheek. I felt her tremble and heard him gasp slightly, and I felt proud of myself for being able to surprise them, even now. It tasted clean, salty, and wild. Jax was lost in exquisite sensation. He moaned and whispered, "Yes, yes..." but didn't rush Barb, just satisfied to be enjoying the moment.

I kept up the slow penetration of her pussy, in and out, the motion almost a whisper. Her pussy felt incredible. I'd never just used the head of my dick like this, just enough to split her pussy lips, delicately push in just a little, then let it slip out. It felt fantastic, a slow burn, just igniting the right nerve endings in my cock and her pussy lips, so exquisite. As she was teasing him, I was teasing her with the tip of my cock, sliding my head up and down, penetrating slowly, only a little, driving her crazy. Barb's moaning and sweet mutterings rose in urgency and volume. "Oh, yes, just like that! Oh, more, please? Just a little deeper, please! Oh, you devil! Yes!"

"Uh. Oh, oh!" Jax moaned again as another hot squirt of his fluid shot out, this time landing across Barb's mouth and splashing onto my face. She chuckled softly and turned to lick it off me, but when she moved, his dick bounced up and hit me lightly in the mouth. For a moment I tasted his pre-come, leaking from the slit, the soft spongy head, and the silky foreskin. I sucked the tip like Barb was doing, drawing out another tiny squirt into my mouth. My own penis pulsed, and I felt it slip into Barb's hot pussy at the same time. Jax gasped. The moment felt electric.

"You are full of surprises, aren't you, Matt?" Barb crooned.

Barb turned her head and kissed me, her tongue chasing after mine, Jax's penis between us. The three of us in a French kiss, of sorts. It seemed to electrify Barb, and her kissing became more passionate, even as Jax's cock throbbed again, and this time the fluid shot out thicker and white. We shared it between us, tasting it on each other's lips before swallowing it. I could feel Barb's pussy clamp down on my dick as we kissed.

"Um. Oh, sorry, is that okay, Dad?" Jax asked tentatively.

"Oh, yes, son, that's just fine," I assured him. Jax moaned, dizzily.

"Oh, man, this is so fantastic, I'm so close!" he confessed, almost pleading.

I never would have imagined this scenario, my wife and I orally milking the hot, fresh semen out of a young man's cock, but there was no denying the electricity in the air. Barb's body betrayed her arousal as it writhed and flexed next to mine, her soft but urgent moaning and tiny shivers running up and down her torso. Her body was like a stick of dynamite at the edge of ignition. For me, it was new, a little scary, but the most keyed-up I'd ever felt.

Jax shifted his legs, and I realized he'd been standing at Barb's pillow for over half an hour while she milked his cock mercilessly.

Reluctantly, I pulled out, suddenly realizing how close I was to climax for the past few minutes, as Barb's pussy leaked my copious pre-cum down her thigh. I pulled her up onto all fours, and even as Jax slipped under her, on his back, Barb wasted no time taking his hardening shaft back into her mouth. Barb was literally worshiping his cock like I'd never seen, licking from his taint up his balls and shaft to the tip, playing with his foreskin, completely fascinated with every inch of it, and there were a lot of inches.

I moved behind her, kicking her knees apart. I was close and wanted to ejaculate inside her first.

Barb gasped, then moaned with pleasure as I sunk my hard cock into her pussy, slowly but deeply, until my balls slapped against her. I pulled back and started fucking her with strong, deep strokes, eliciting tiny squeals and soft moans from her.

"Oh, yes! Oh, God, just like that! "Yes, fuck me! Yes!" she cried out.

I increased my pace, putting my hands on her shoulders, as I felt her orgasm approaching. I was so close. I could feel the climax building, my semen backing up, and pressure building.

"You like that?" I asked, even as she tried to get Jax's dick back in her mouth. "You like it rough? Want it rougher?"

"Ugh! Ugh, mm mm, yes! Yes!" she moaned.

Surprisingly, I fucked her for a while, enjoying the slick feeling of her wet, sloppy pussy on my cock. I felt my orgasm so close, just holding on to the very edge--it was excruciating and delightful.

I leaned over and put my mouth next to her ear, saying, "You like your husband fucking your hot pussy while your young lover watches?"

She turned her head to look up at me and moaned a breathy, "Yes! God, yes! I do, I do like it! Matt! It turns me on even more!"

Jax reclined back, enjoying Barb's attention to his dick, even as she tried and failed to keep her mouth on it. I pounded her harder, shaking the bed. Jax smiled, happy to watch Barb as she lost control. As my cock slid in and out of my wife's pussy, I found that I enjoyed being watched too. This was my wife, my pussy now. She could tease him, seduce him, and let him fuck her sexy body later. Right now it was mine.

I felt Barb start to climax, her body shaking. She cried out and held onto the shaft of Jax's thick cock as if it would keep her from falling off the bed. I felt my cock pulsing as I came, ejaculating my thick seed into my wife, 3, 4, 5, and more contractions before I collapsed and fell backwards. Barb, her chest heaving, covered in a sheen of sweat, rolled off Jax and, still holding his dick, lay next to him on the bed.

Jax looked over at me, his eyes almost begging, his saliva and pre-come wet dick at full erection, and looking painfully hard. Barb had been teasing him for nearly 40 minutes, and the poor kid was ready to explode. I nodded to him, moving out of the way. Jax quickly scrambled between Barb's legs.

"Oh, honey. I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me," she told Jax. She rolled over on her back, lifting her knees up.

"Spread your legs," he whispered to her. Jax grabbed hold of Barb's slim legs and lifted them back toward her head as my wife reached down around her ass and took hold of Jax's huge cock and positioned it at the entrance of her pussy.

"Oh, yes! Lover! Yes! Take my pussy! Do me, stud!" She smiled, a small reminder that Jax and his friends had wanted to "do her" since they were young.

"Oh, yes, Barb! I will! I am!" Jax winked.

Barb grinned in anticipation, wrapping her legs around his waist as he explored her wetness with his hard cock. He pushed it in, and I could tell there was some resistance to his size, even in her wet and cum-filled pussy.

"That's it, Jax. I love your big cock in me." Barb gasped. "Oh god! It feels wonderful in me!"

This time, I loved hearing that. I loved seeing her so sensual, so aroused.

Jax pushed forward, and an inch more slipped inside her as Barb's body stiffened.

"Oh, yes, Jax! That's it! That's what I needed!" Yes! Oh! Yes!" she cried out, loudly and unreservedly. I was glad we had the house to ourselves. Her shouts were involuntary--she couldn't be quiet if she tried. Jax pulled out, leaving just the big head of his cock at her opening, stretching it, splitting it wide, and holding it there.

"That's it. Jax! Fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me."

Jax pushed himself forward again, and another few thick inches slipped inside my wife. Barb winced with discomfort but wiggled her tight little ass, determined to work more of Jax's thick cock inside her.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good!" Barb yelled.

Jax grunted and gave another push, not stopping until he had several inches of his cock buried inside my wife. He began to fuck in and out of her pussy at a slow pace, each push driving his cock in deeper. Jax leaned down, pinning my wife's legs obscenely back over her shoulders now as he ran his tongue across her lips, then kissed her. I watched my loving wife take inch after inch of thick cock, impossibly deep inside her, pounding her relentlessly.

Barb was yelling out for Jax to fuck her harder as she writhed and twisted, desperate to meet his deep and powerful strokes.

They continued to fuck until Barb let out another yell that she was going to come. Barb's legs began to quiver and shake as she yelled out to Jax to keep fucking her deep and hard. Encouraged, Jax wasn't letting up on his hard thrusts inside my wife's tight pussy. I could see the lips of her pussy as they clung to Jax's thick cock pounding deep inside her. He had her legs pinned up against her shoulders with his body, his cock incredibly deep in her, pounding her relentlessly. I wasn't sure if she was screaming in pain or erotic pleasure, but she made no attempt to slow him down.

"Oh! Oh! Yes, god. Yes. You're so hard. I want to feel you come! I want you to come inside me," she managed to say.

Jax's strokes were getting faster and deeper, and I knew he was soon going to cum again inside my wife. Jax let out a yell and his young body started to stiffen as he rammed himself deep inside Barb's pussy and held himself tightly inside her.

"Oh. God. I want you to come inside me. I want you to come for me," she nearly shrieked. Then, "I'm going to come!" she screamed. "Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Her legs trembled as she felt the first blast of cum filling her pussy. It caused her to have an orgasm at the same time.

Those words set Jax off into a powerful orgasm. He gritted his teeth and grunted as the first wave of hot boy seed shot from his cock. Barb cried out as she felt the first wave hit her cervix. Her body began to convulse and tremble as a huge orgasm overtook her body as the last few spurts of seed were deposited deep inside her pussy.

"Oh. Yes. Shoot it deep inside me. I can feel it going in me. Yes! I feel your big cock throbbing! It's filling me up!"

I was so close I could see the veins in Jax's cock as his shaft swelled and pulsed each time a surge of his hot semen was pumped inside my wife. It continued for a while until Jax sighed and I saw his body relax.

Jax pulled out slowly. I helped Barb reposition into a more comfortable position, lowering her knees, while Jax moved off. Her legs were splayed wide, and her pussy was dripping, red, and swollen, exposed totally, shamelessly. Barb, even though she was in excellent physical shape, was spent, her breathing coming in gasps and gulps.

Her pussy was stretched, spread open, and I could see a puddle of fresh white semen running out and the frothy churned spunk and body fluids of three people surrounding her lips. It was lovely.

My dick was only semi-hard as I hadn't recovered just yet, so I leaned over her and slid my fingers into her hot pussy, feeling the slimy wetness as deep as I could reach. Barb moaned softly, relishing my light touch on her abused sex. After a little while, she lifted my hand to her mouth, licking my fingers. "Now let me taste it off of you," she whispered, kissing me. God, it was so sensual.

We lay there for several minutes reveling in the afterglow. Barb tapped me to help her to the bathroom. After she closed the door, I returned and collapsed on the bed. Turning my head, I realized I was face-to-face with Jax's semi-hard, wet, and dripping dick, flopped against his thigh. I glanced down, and he was looking at mine. It was an odd moment; we'd just both fucked and ejaculated into the same woman. I remember Jax telling us before that he typically needed to ejaculate at least two times to feel "done." I wondered if Barb was up for another round, or if Jax was destined to take matters into his own hands tonight... Then I recalled when I caught Mike and Jax in the basement, and my curiosity got the better of me.

I watched my wife get incredibly turned on by this hulking dick, kissing and sucking it, taking it into her pussy and letting it stretch her out, penetrate her deeply and now it was right here, nearly touching my face. Inhaling, I could smell her sensual fragrance.

I stuck my tongue out and licked his penis, tasting myself, him, and Barb's sweet sexual nectar together. I felt a chill up my spine; this was so taboo, so out of my zone.

"Oh, fuck, Matt! That feels so hot!" Jax gasped. "So hot! Can, um, Dad, can I suck your cock?"

I'd just watched him and my son masturbate with each other, and now he called me "Dad" on purpose. "Uh, huh," I just grunted, the implications setting my head spinning.

I felt his tongue touch my cock, and I licked his back, and then Jax did the same to me. It wasn't unpleasant. I chuckled at the insanity of this. I licked it again, this time a long, purposeful taste. I felt Jax do the same to me. His dick near my face twitched and started to swell. I held it against my face. It was so heavy and warm. I held the mostly erect cock up with a hand at the base and slowly licked it. It felt hot against my tongue, I licked its length a couple more times.

Before it got too big, I opened my mouth and took his dick in. I let my tongue swirl around the head, tasting the smooth, soft glans skin and then the slick texture of his foreskin and then shaft as I pushed more of it in. It filled my mouth, and I had to open my jaw significantly to avoid dragging my teeth on his sensitive skin.

I heard him moaning with pleasure and found myself pleased, oddly.

I felt Jax mirroring my oral action, taking my cock into his mouth. I felt his tongue exploring my head, tasting my wife on my shaft. It was an electric moment, and I wanted more.

Barb and I would do 69 once in a while, and I loved it, but it was tough on our spines. Jax and I being almost the same height made it so much easier, as the angles were ideal and the sensation was intense.

I could feel his cock pulsing and growing in my mouth--it was an interesting feeling. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and the other fondled his smooth balls as I started working my mouth up and down this huge cock.

Every three or four strokes I'd need to give my jaw a rest, so I'd let it slip out and then lick all around it, savoring the sweet taste of Barb's pussy, even if flavored with the semen of her two lovers.

I opened my mouth as much as I could, and Jax pushed his thick cock in as far as possible until it banged against the back of my throat, allowing me to taste it fully. He pulled out, and I licked his cock. He pushed it in, and I repeated.

Jax's cock swelled to full hardness, and I could barely get the head past my teeth, so I stroked the shaft even as he practically swallowed mine. I felt tiny squirts of salty, slick pre-come again just out of his piss slit almost in time with his heartbeat. The sensual feedback loop between us was incredible. I felt my climax building quickly. Jax must have felt the same, because he pushed my hand away and started stroking his dick into my mouth. I knew he would ejaculate soon, and I found myself eager to feel him fill my mouth with his young seed.

He was stroking his shaft faster and faster now, and he let out another deep groan as he told me he was about to come... He pulled my head close and almost involuntarily shoved his cock into my mouth... Spurt after spurt of his sticky, hot spunk hit the back of my throat as he unloaded in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but gobs and streams of it slid down my lips onto the sheets.

I was swallowing mouthfuls of my wife's young lover's hot semen.

I couldn't believe how much there was. At the same time, I felt my own cock climax and let out a stream of semen into his sucking mouth. Jax swallowed even as he pulled his cock out of my mouth, the last few spurts hitting my face and neck as his orgasm continued.

Jax and I rolled over onto our backs, catching our breath. I looked up to see Barb, glaring down at me. "What's this?" she demanded.

"I guess I'm a cheating whore," I admitted, grinning. Barb smirked at me.

"Am I going to have to worry about you bringing strange men into our bed now?" she fumed.

"I won't if you don't," I replied.

Barb just stared at us for a while, not saying anything. Then, she bent down, putting her face near mine.

"You know what the funny thing is?" she whispered, sounding a little puzzled. Then she licked up a splash of Jax's thick, warm semen from my cheek and kissed me, sharing his taste with me. "It's getting me so hot!"

*****

The next morning I woke up to the smell of bacon, eggs, cinnamon rolls, and coffee. I rolled over and determined Barb was already up. I dressed quickly and hurried downstairs for breakfast.

Just outside the kitchen, I stopped dead. I could hear Barb and Jax--they must have started early.

"Fuck, I love this cock," I heard Barb sigh. Jax was beyond words, as his grunting was getting louder and more frequent. He was getting close, pounding her pussy hard and fast from behind.

"Oh, oh, yes! Oh, Jax! You like this pussy?" my wife asked, I suspected for my sake.

"Oh, fuck, yeah. Your pussy is so wet! It's so tight around my cock, it feels so good!" He grunted, "Uh, uh, yes!"

"I love your cock, Jax! It feels so hard! Fuck me deep!. You have a nice big cock! Oh, I'm so close! I'm going to come!"

I looked into the kitchen.

Barb was bent over the sink. Jax was pumping his cock into her dripping pussy. I watched, and I saw his naked, muscular ass tense up. I knew he was filling her pussy with his hot, sticky load, ropes and ropes of it. Watching his dripping, thick cock sliding in and out of my wife got me rock hard.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck! Ugh!" Young Jax had just emptied his balls into her pussy and then moved around to stuff his slick, wet cock into her mouth. Barb was quickly on her knees, sucking the last few pumps of semen from Jax's cock. This is what she wanted, her fantasy to seduce him and get caught. I grinned, and then I walked in.

When she saw me, she pulled away just enough to say, "It's about time, sleepyhead. Hurry up and eat while it's warm. We have a lot to do today."

I looked at my watch: it was 8 a. m. Jax's train left at 9:15, and it was a 10-minute drive to the station. I started pulling off my clothes. "We've got an hour if we eat in the car," I observed.

Barb nodded but still said, "You have no idea how much I'm craving to feel every inch of you inside me." Barb teased me, seductively, even while still tugging on Jax's cock. "You wanna fuck me, baby?" she asked, licking the tip of his dick. "Do you want this hot, cheating pussy back? Make it yours?"

Oh, man, she knew how to press my buttons!

"What if I told you I've been dreaming about you screaming MY name?" I mocked her, making her roll her eyes at my jest. I watched as she finished licking up and down Jax's semi-hard dick, then came over and kissed me. "I could come right here just thinking about you inside me," she told me, loud enough for Jax to hear.

"Yes... Oh god, yes. You are the sexiest woman I've ever met!" I admitted, kissing her back.

I looked over at Jax, his large semi-erection still wet and bouncing, Barb's saliva dripping off the end.

"Tell me how bad you want it, baby... beg for it. Beg for Daddy's cock."

"Take me! Fuck me!" she howled. "I need it, baby... I need to feel your big cock in my pussy. Please! Let me ride that big dick. Take my pussy!"

I lay her down on the table, pushing the breakfast plates to the side. Jax deftly snatched a full plate and fork, then dodged out of the way, rapidly devouring the eggs and bacon, his eyes glued on Barb. I lifted Barb's legs onto my shoulders, sinking my cock into her wet, sloppy pussy.

"Oh, god! Yes! Please! Just fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged.

I realized I needed this. I needed her to show Jax that I was the object of her desire, I was the one she longed for, she begged for. I loved that feeling, and I loved her.

I started to thrust harder into her. My cock pounded in her wet, sloppy pussy.

"That's it. Fuck your wife's pussy!" she demanded. "Fuck me hard! Make me yours! Own that pussy!"

I picked up the pace, driving my cock into her cunt deeper and faster. Her sexual energy was feeding my arousal, my lust.

"Ugh, ugh! Yes! That's it! Fuck me hard!" she begged. Then, she cried out, a shudder coursing through her body as if she reached a climax.

"That's it, give me that cock. Shove it in me, make it yours!" Barb demanded. "My pussy is yours. Fuck my pussy."

"Oh, God! Fuck me!" she screamed, her pussy convulsing as she jerked back against me, milking my cock, begging me to fill her up with my semen until she was dripping wet with it until it was drooling down her legs.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried out as her sexual need overwhelmed her.

I looked over, and Jax had abandoned his breakfast plate and was stroking his cock, the foreskin dripping with clear secretions, splashing across the floor on every upstroke. His body tense, every muscle flexed, already so close to a record-shattering climax.

All from watching us. I was stunned for a moment, nearly forgetting what I was doing. I looked down to see Barb lost in a sexual frenzy, and I was as hard as I'd ever felt. My orgasm looming, and the sexual tension felt like static just before a lightning strike.

I had this feeling rise up, both unexpected and welcome. In that triumphant moment, a wave of pure joy washed over me, sweeping away my jealousy, wounded pride, and doubts, and leaving me feeling powerful and euphoric. A zen-like state, as if I had been falling and were suddenly floating effortlessly.

Barb climaxed first, and as she cried out, her body shook, her lungs heaved, and her breathing came in gulps and gasps. I heard Jax grunt, looking over just in time to catch him shooting several thick ropes of hot, sticky semen all over our kitchen floor, steadying himself by grabbing the doorway.

My wife was making me out to be a total stud, an extraordinary lover. She set me up to catch her cheating, then, still unsatisfied, needed me, her husband, to finish her off, while her lover watched. What a cunning, devious plot to pull on her own husband and help him heal his bruised ego. God, I loved this woman!

I grinned to myself just before I climaxed. I felt my cock throb and pulse. I pulled Barb's body close as I filled her pussy with my thick seed. My orgasm shook my body, and I had to cling to Barb, in part, to steady myself.

We barely caught our breath when Jax and I both checked the time and cried out, "Oh, shit!" simultaneously. The next few minutes were a frenzy of cleaning up and rushing Jax to the train station. Jax made the train and departed in a flurry of hugs and promises to keep in touch.

Back in our car, Barb and I took a moment to catch our breath. She leaned in and hugged me. "How are you doing?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and considered the past few weeks. It started when I took a chance, swallowed my pride, and helped my wife live out her sexual fantasy. It ended up with my wife reminding me how incredible she was and how lucky I was to have her.

I kissed her, then I took her head into my hands and kissed her deeply.

"I was just wondering how fast this car can get us home," I said.

Barb put her hand on my crotch, squeezing, and said, "Punch it, baby!"