The Chair

This is a work of fiction. All persons mentioned are over the age of 18 and all names are fictional

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The July 4th barbecue was at my house; it was a tradition that everyone attended, and I couldn't cancel. It was also the first gathering since Judy left, right after Memorial Day, and I wasn't sure I was ready to explain the reasons for her departure, over and over. But, I decided to 'bite the bullet' and pedal onward.

The party was a success, with good food, plenty of alcohol, and lots of scantily dressed, good-looking women wearing this year's daring swimsuit. So far, no one had said a word about Judy's absence (the word must have been out that the subject was taboo).

I was on my way to the bathroom when I was stopped by Bob's wife, sexy Tiny, in her barely there bikini with a see-through cover.

"Mark, great party, as usual. Can I ask a favor?"

"Certainly, all things for a beautiful lady."

"Would you show me your bedroom?"

Now, that was the last thing I expected her to ask.

"Um, can I ask why?"

"I want to check out your chair."

"How would you know anything about my chair?"

"Judy told me that it was an 'epic' experience, flying on your chair, better than the 'mile high club' by far."

"You can see the chair online, there's even a video showing how to use it, just search for the Tantra chair."

"I've watched the video at least a hundred times."

"I don't get it. You could easily afford your own chair."

"I'd still need a pilot."

"Bob's not a consideration?"

"Bob's passion is his golf score."

"I got it. But, the chair is not a ten-minute thing; you should come for lunch one day next week, and we'll explore it together."

"How's Thursday? Bob's afternoon and evening are booked at the golf club."

"Thursday works, be here at noon. We should get you a little something to hold you over till then. Give me five minutes, and meet me in the guest room, down the hallway, last door on the left."

"Go."

Walking away, I thought, well, this was unexpected, I never thought Judy would share any private information, and never thought Tina would want to act on it. Go figure. I used the bathroom and then went to the guest room, sat, and waited to see if she would show. No worries, she opened and locked the door in one motion, and came eagerly into my arms, kissing me deeply.

"I'm only giving you a taste, you'll have to wait till Thursday for the rest."

I pushed down on her shoulders and slid my shorts down and presented my cock to her lips. She eagerly accepted my cock into her mouth and proceeded to show me she had cocksucking skills. I pulled her off and pushed her bikini bottoms down, and gave her soaked, bald pussy a few licks with my tongue, before spinning her around, bending her over the side of the bed and plunging my hard cock into her pussy. I only gave her a few strokes, sliding my hand into her top, pinching her nipple, when I felt her coming, and had to cover her mouth to stop her scream. this pushed me over the top, and I came with a grunt of my own, then I slapped her on her nice ass.

"You'll have to wait for the rest. Now get that 'I just got fucked smile' off your lips and get back to the party."

The party ended with no one noticing Tina's glow. A few friends stayed to help clean up, and I couldn't stop thinking about Tina. I didn't want any part of interfering in her and Bob's marriage, but I wanted very much to fuck her properly.

Thursday came, and right on time, Tina drove into my open garage door, which I promptly shut. She wore a short pleated white tennis skirt with a yellow halter top, obviously braless.

"You're going to hurt yourself if you try to run in that top."

"The only place I'm running is into your arms."

In no time at all, we were in my bedroom, with her halter hanging and her glorious tits on display.

"Oh my God, you've got the red leather with brass studs, it's gorgeous."

Our clothes seemed to vanish, and we were all over each other, ending up in a 69 position.

"I want to try all the Karma Sutra positions shown on the video."

"Indeed, we will, turn over."

We did every position we could think of, and many orgasms later, Tina said:

"Judy didn't lie, I've never experienced anything remotely like this. I've never felt so fulfilled and satisfied, and you're the ultimate lover I always dreamed of."

"You're a marvelous lover, and I thoroughly enjoyed our time together, but remember, you're a happily married woman, and you don't want to risk your family over a few hours of enjoyment."

"Oh, I'm very aware of my position, and I don't want to disrupt my life, but I think a once-in-a-while dalliance wouldn't hurt."

"I think that could be a wonderful thing, as long as we were very discreet, after all, this is a very small town."

She left, and I thought that buying that chair was one of my very best moves. Not only did I get a lot of enjoyment from it, but apparently it was legendary and could attract other eager potential participants.

All was quiet for the next few weeks, when the phone rang.

"Hi Mark, my name is Marcy, I'm a friend of Tina's, and I wonder.

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