Light from the Darkness ch. 29

Life seemed to settle down in the two weeks after I slept with Michelle. Taylor and I had our first big disagreement since we had gotten married. Well, two really.

At work, while talking with her and some of our coworkers, I made a joke about her that was pretty insensitive and I didn't realize it at the time. She gave me the cold shoulder for a while but we talked it out and the make-up sex that night was amazing.

I thought everything was smoothed over until I got home the next day to find my three daughters all crying and Taylor steaming at the ears. Once I got everybody calmed down, I found out that my oldest daughter was giving Taylor a hard time, Taylor made a comment about my late wife, and it ended up setting all of them off. I wasn't too happy with her for bringing up Madison around them, but we managed to talk it all out and, once again, the make-up sex was amazing.

As we got over our first few disagreements and came out with a better understanding of each other, Taylor and I were sitting out on the back deck, watching the kids play in the backyard. As we talked about changing our day long hike to a weekend backpacking trip, my phone started to ring. I shot a look at Taylor as I held it, showing her that Lauren was calling me.

Lauren and I texted each other a few times a week and I was still showing whatever pictures she sent me to Taylor. I was becoming less surprised whenever Taylor would reach for my phone while I was fucking her, and showing me one of the pictures. The first few times, I was still thinking that I should tell Lauren about Taylor and I, but I was gradually turning to just enjoying the pictures and what effect they had on Taylor. And, honestly, a threesome had crossed my mind a time or two.

As I pressed the answer button and held the phone up to my ear, I started to worry, since Lauren hadn't called me since moving, sticking with texts and the occasional video. "Hey, Lauren, what's up? Is everything ok?"

"Hey, Christopher. Yeah, everything is good. Just heard a rumor about you," she replied back.

"Oh yeah? What rumor is that?" I asked, having a feeling what she was going to say, as Taylor scooted closer to me so she could hear what Lauren was saying.

"I had Rachel, the bishop's wife, call me the other day, just to check in and see how me and the kids were adjusting to Idaho. As we talked, she told me that you and Taylor had gotten married, and were planning a Temple sealing in a couple of months. I told her that was awesome to hear but, really, I was wondering how true it was. It feels like something you would have told me, don't ya think?" Lauren said, as Taylor and I raised our eyebrows at each other.

"Well," I started, but was quickly interrupted.

"Holy shit, it's true? Since when? How? Why? And you didn't say anything? And I've been sending you nudes? Fuck, Christopher, does she know? That's a hell of a way to start a marriage. You couldn't wait for me or come with me and had to marry the first girl that came to you?" Lauren exploded, easily heard by Taylor.

As Lauren finished, Taylor held out her hand and whispered, "Can I talk to her?" I shrugged and handed over the phone. Taylor grabbed it and put it on speaker as I looked out at the kids, ready to jump up if they came towards the deck. "Lauren? Hey, it's Taylor," I heard my wife say.

"Hi?" Lauren answered back hesitantly.

"So, it's my fault that Christopher hasn't told you. And yes, I know about the nudes. I should have talked to you about it first, but I've discovered that it's such a turn on for me thinking about Christopher either with another woman or looking at another woman. I'm sorry," Taylor said.

"Really? Ya think? How am I supposed to feel about that? How long did you know about mine and Christopher's relationship?" Lauren continued as she sounded pretty upset.

As I heard Taylor apologize to Lauren again, telling her not to be mad at me, and tell her about our relationship, her finding out about me sleeping with Lauren, and our talks about it, all I could think about was how wrong it was for not telling Lauren sooner. When Taylor finished and apologized again, Lauren said, "I really am happy for you two. I seriously had a feeling that you guys would end up married. You're just too perfect for each other. But, I'm going to need some time to process everything. Will you please tell Christopher to delete any pictures he kept of me? Thanks. Bye."

As Lauren ended the phone call, Taylor looked up at me, and said, "I'm sorry, Christopher. You're probably pretty upset with me."

I thought about it for a second before saying, "I probably should be, but I knew what we were doing and should have put a stop to it."

"Yeah, maybe. I just hope Lauren isn't too upset," she said.

"Yeah, me too," I told her.

I tried to reach out to Lauren a few days later, but didn't hear back from her. I let her know that I was sorry, regretted what I did, and had deleted every picture and video I had of her. Taylor also reached out to apologize again, but also didn't receive a response.

That next Sunday, me, Taylor, and my kids were sitting on a pew at church. I was on the end with Taylor next to me, my kids next to her, and her parents on the other end. I was looking down at them, thinking how glad I was at my kids for taking a liking to Taylor's parents, and for her parents for treating my kids just like they would their own grandkids, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I looked up to see Michelle, her brown hair pulled up into a messy bun, held by a large tan hair clip, wearing a tight fitting black dress, motioning for me to scoot over. I asked if Adam and Luke were coming and she whispered as she sat down, "No, Luke is sick and Adam stayed home with him."

The prelude music stopped as the Bishop stood up to begin the service. I leaned over, shushing my daughters and getting them to pay attention before I wrapped my arm around Taylor's shoulder. I looked over to make sure that Michelle had enough room and had to pull my eyes away as I saw her dress riding up her thighs, showing off a lot of skin. My mind instantly drifted to the memory of her riding me with my hands on those same thighs.

Michelle must have caught me staring because she pulled out her phone and typed a message. Showing it to me, I read, "This dress was too short for my garments."

I laughed under my breath and shook my head as Michelle typed something else on her phone. But, instead of showing it to me, she leaned over and whispered, "Tell Taylor to check her phone."

I whispered the message to Taylor, who gave me a confused look before she reached her phone. I couldn't see what was on it but saw Taylor's eyes go wide and she clapped her hand against her mouth as she read whatever it was and looked over at her sister. Taylor quickly typed something back and I spent the next few minutes sitting between them as they had a conversation known only to them.

As the priesthood holders in the ward passed out the sacrament, the girls put their phones away, and we all respectfully took the sacrament. When it was done, Taylor immediately pulled out her phone, typed something, and passed it to me. I had about the same reaction as she had as I read, "Michelle wants to borrow you during the second hour. Says she is horny and been craving something. I told her I was OK with whatever if you are."

I looked back over at Michelle, including another glimpse at her legs. I tried to imagine what underwear, if any, she had on, and started to grow hard as I thought about it. Michelle must have caught me staring as she held her phone up, showing me a message with just a few words on it. "Here or your house?"

I grabbed her phone from her and typed out, "Here. I know a spot."

The rest of the hour passed by pretty quickly, with my boner staying ever-present in my slacks, my eyes repeatedly flicking down to Michelle's legs, and Taylor laying her head down on my shoulder, a very knowing smile on her face.

After the final amen was given and the first hour of church was over, I said goodbye to my kids as they immediately ran off to their age-based classes. As Taylor talked to her parents, I quickly whispered to Michelle what the plan was before I left the chapel with Taylor. I said goodbye to her before I walked into the bathroom and she continued on to her class.

I took my time in the restroom, letting the halls clear out and for everybody else to go to class. After finishing in there, I left and started to walk towards an empty classroom that never got used. I walked into the dark room, closing the door behind me, and grabbed a folded up chair to stick under the door handle.

"I feel like you've done this before," I heard Michelle say as she stood up from another chair.

"Once or twice," I said as I walked towards her.

"With Taylor?" She asked, her hands already working to undo my belt.

"No comment," I responded before leaning down and starting to kiss her neck as Michelle tilted her head to the side, my belt undone and now her hands pulling my zipper down.

"Christopher, are we keeping secrets from each other? I told you about all of my conquests, but you haven't shared yours?" Michelle teased me as her hand slipped into my boxers, wrapping around my shaft, and started to rub it up and down.

"Yeah, but I don't know any of the guys you slept with," I said as I put my hands on her body, moving them to her backside and cupping her ass through her dress.

"Interesting. Does Taylor know?" She asked as we moved towards the wall next to the door.

I spun us around so that Michelle was up against the wall as I pushed her dress up to her waist. I looked down, letting out a low moan when I saw the black lace thong she had on. I reached down between us, pulling my cock out of my boxers, and pressed against her as I whispered in her ear, "Maybe she does, maybe she doesn't.'

I used my hand that was still between us to pull her thong to the side and guide my cock into her. Michelle hung her head, placing her hand on her mouth, and moaned as I pushed my long, thick cock all the way into her. Placing both of my hands on her hips, I started to thrust in and out. "Yes. Yes. Yes. That's it. Harder, Christopher!" She moaned quietly as I slid in and out of her.

As I fucked her, I moved my hands up from her hips and around to her front where I cupped her breasts through her dress. I squeezed them roughly, using them to hold myself sturdy as I pounded into over and over, praying that nobody would walk past and hear something slamming into the wall repeatedly.

I continued to squeeze her breasts over and over, just barely being able to feel her nipples through the fabric of her dress and the other layers she had on. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "It's too bad I couldn't cover your tits with my cum. Watch you rub it in and send you to class like that."

"I guess you're just going to have to finish in me," she said, pushing her groin back against me.

"Or just not finish. Leave you wanting more. I could pull out right now, put my slacks back together, and tell you that I'll just go home and finish in Taylor, while leaving you to wonder what it feels like," I teased her, continuing to move in and out of her.

"You wouldn't dare," she countered back.

"Wouldn't I?" I said as I pulled my cock out, leaving just the tip inside her, and not moving. "Would be worth it. Especially with the way you tease me. How many other guys have you teased and you've gotten your way with? You really thought I'd be the same? That you could show up to church, showing off your sexy legs, wearing a piece of underwear that nobody would ever expect you to wear, and fully expecting to get me to do whatever you want?"

"If you don't, I'm sure I could find somebody else here that would be glad to take care of me," she challenged me.

"We both know that that wouldn't satisfy you. Sure, you might get an orgasm, but you'll just go on wondering what it feels like to have me cum inside you. You'd go home and think about it. You'll play with yourself tonight and think about it. You'll text Taylor tomorrow and wonder if I finished inside her. And next Sunday, you'll try to find something even smaller to wear, probably with no underwear," I told her as I went back to thrusting my hips back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her wet pussy.

"Oh my God!" Michelle moaned, putting her hand back on her mouth. I felt her pussy as it clenched around my cock and I moved my arms down to her waist, helping to hold her steady as she started to orgasm.

As her climax rocked her body, I knew that I had to make a decision, and fast. Should I give her the satisfaction of cumming inside her? Or try to get her on her knees and have her swallow my cum? And risk getting it on her?

Before I could decide, Michelle's body arched away from me, and my cock slipped out of her pussy. "Shit," I said quietly, trying to get back into her.

Looking backward, Michelle swiftly dropped to her knees and spun out. She was able to get her mouth open and her lips partially around my tip as I started to orgasm. The first little bit of cum shot out and landed on her mouth as I pushed my hips forward. I closed my eyes as I felt her sliding her mouth down my shaft, bobbing up and down as her tongue moved all moving, helping to pump my cum down her throat.

"Damn," I said as I took a step back, pulling my cock out of her mouth and leaving a trail of cum between it and my tip.

Michelle smiled as she licked her lips clean, stood up, and adjusted her thong back into place. She grabbed a tissue and wiped off my cock before tucking it back into my boxers for me. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips before saying, "Maybe next time I'll let you cum inside me," and she slipped out the door as I zipped my slacks back up.

I shook my head, silently laughing at her and her always wanting to be in control. I waited a few minutes before also leaving the classroom and walking over to the class I was supposed to be attending. After finding a seat at the back, I pulled out my phone and saw a text waiting for me from Taylor. "Is it bad that I'm sitting here in class, soaking my garments at the thought of what you're doing right now?"

I smiled and typed to her, "Do you want to leave class a little early?"

Two days later, I was leaving work at my normal two P. M. time. I had stopped at the front desk to talk to Taylor, as I was supposed to be going shopping for our weekend backpacking trip and she had a list for me. As we talked, I felt my phone go off, and wanting to make sure it wasn't somebody from work, I looked at the message.

I was surprised to see it was from Lauren and it read, "Hey, next time you're alone, can I call you? I would rather Taylor not know."

As Taylor explained the list to me, I quickly typed out a reply to Lauren, telling her I could call her in a few minutes, if that was OK. She said it was. I finished talking to Taylor, told her I loved her, and gave her a kiss before walking out of the office, the paper with the list of items to pick up in my hand.

Once I was in my car, I activated the Bluetooth and called Lauren, who picked up on the first ring.

"Hey, Christopher, you're alone, right? No kids or Taylor?" She immediately started with.

"Hey, Lauren, yep, just me. Taylor is at work and the kids with her parents while I go do some shopping," I responded.

"Good. I've been thinking a lot about what you guys told me the other day," she said.

"Yeah? I still feel bad about it. I never should have let it happen," I told her, meaning every word.

"I know. I appreciate it. But, the thought occurred to me last night that I think I kinda enjoyed the thought of it," she said.

"Really? Wait... the thought of what exactly?" I asked the blonde-haired woman on the other end of the phone.

"Well, let's just say this... I was having some personal time last night and my thought drifted to you, kinda like they tend to do. And, as I got closer, I thought about you sleeping with Taylor, while looking at a picture of me. And I had a massive orgasm," Lauren said, almost too quiet for me to hear.

"No way? Really? That is unexpected," I said, wondering why she was telling me all this.

"You're telling me. And now, I can't get it out of my head. I don't know why, but I'm so incredibly turned on at the thought of it," she said.

"Wow," I said, trying to process it.

"Right? It's crazy. I do have a question, though, that I've been wondering," she said and I told her to go ahead and ask it. "Do you think Taylor would let you sleep with me again? I wouldn't want it to be like a regular thing or anything like that but I would really enjoy one more time with you."

I laughed as I thought about what Taylor had told me before and the last few weeks with Michelle. "Lauren, I won't lie to you anymore, so I'll just come out and say it. Since I married Taylor, I've slept with another female twice, with Taylor knowing about it and her being turned on by it. So, I'm sure that she would be OK with it."

"Seriously? Who even is this woman? Never would have suspected any of this when she left for her mission," Lauren said, laughing the entire time.

"Tell me about it," I agreed with her.

"Do you guys fuck every night? Or do you somehow manage to take a break?" She asked after we laughed together.

"Nah, not quite every night. Once or twice a week, honestly," I told her truthfully.

"Well, maybe tonight I'll send you a little surprise. You can decide to tell Taylor about our conversation beforehand, or just show her the surprise while you're balls deep in her. But, tell her what I asked and get back to me, OK?" I told Lauren that I would and we ended the phone call a few minutes later.

Late that night, as Taylor was getting the girls to bed, I was scrolling on my phone when I received a series of messages from Lauren. I smiled as I looked at them, seeing pictures of her in various states of dress and undress. The first picture, she was laying in her bed in a lingerie set I had bought her for Christmas. In the second picture, Lauren had taken the bra off, and had one hand pinching her nipple, and her other hand pulling her panties to the side.

I was growing hard as I saw the third picture, showing Lauren's clean shaven pussy, with a finger on her clit. In the final picture, Lauren held her phone up high as she lay in her bed, breasts and vagina both exposed, with her other hand spreading her pussy lips open. After all the pictures sent, she ended with a message that read, "Let me know how tonight goes."

After my daughters were asleep, I jumped Taylor almost immediately in our bed. Clothes went flying off, hands were touching all over on both of us, and after a short blowjob, I was sliding into her vagina with my hard, thick cock.

I was pounding into her, hard and fast, fueled on by my conversation with Lauren, the pictures she had sent, and just how attracted I was to Taylor. As her moans filled the room, I pushed myself above her, looking down at her body as it reacted to my movements.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh my gosh, Christopher, yes!" Taylor moaned as I leaned down, using my tongue to lick around both of her nipples, lightly sucking them into my mouth one by one.

Wanting to show her Lauren's surprise before I finished, I pulled out of Taylor and had her adjust to her hands and knees after a brief, passionate kiss. As I guided my cock back into her, I told Taylor to grab my phone and unlock it. I started to slowly thrust back and forth as I instructed her to go to my messages. Taylor looked back at me when she saw the message from Lauren, reading the last one from her aloud. "Open the thread," I told her.

Taylor gasped as she saw the pictures, scrolling between the four of them. "Are these from today?" She asked as I started to slam into her harder and faster.

"Yes. She called me after I got off work and told me that she started thinking about it while playing with herself, and got a massive orgasm from the thought of it. She asked me if you'd be willing to share me with her one last time," I explained to her.

Taylor propped the phone up so that we could both see it, leaving it on the last photo that Lauren had sent. I put my hands on her hips, moving her back and forth, pulling her towards me as I pushed forward, the room soon filled with the sounds of her moans and our groins slapping against each other.

I reached around with one hand and cupped Taylor's breast, using it to pull her up and back slightly. "That lingerie set that Lauren is wearing, I bought it for her," I whispered into her ear.

"Oh gosh," Taylor moaned, pushing back against me.

"Are you looking at her pussy? Imagining my cock sliding in and out of it? Maybe she'll let me take a video of it when I go fuck her," I continued on.

"Oh yes! I'm coming!" Taylor moaned as she started to orgasm, pushing back hard against me. I let go of her breast as her upper body fell to the bed and put both of my hands on her hips, holding them up as I slammed into her.

Taylor's hips started to roll as she climaxed, with her pussy clenching around my cock. I stared at the picture of Lauren on my phone, remembering what her pussy felt like, how her breasts bounced and swayed, and what her moans sounds liked. I then moved my eyes down to Taylor, watching her body move and shake as her orgasm ended.

I pushed deep into her as I started to cum, grunting and groaning as I felt my cock exploding inside her. "Oh fuck!" I moaned as I pushed Taylor down flat on the bed, falling on top of her, slowly moving up and down, using her pussy to milk my cock until I was done.

As I started to go limp, I rolled off Taylor, both of us breathing deeply. We giggled slightly, both saying I love you, before I sat up a bit and looked in between her legs, seeing my cum dripping out of her. "Should I take a picture of that and send it to Lauren? Telling her that the night went well?"

Taylor reached for my phone and handed it to me as she said, "Yes, and tell her that you'll be free in a few weekends."