Walking BJ: The Walk of Shame

Takes place immediately after Walking BJ: The Digital Insertion

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Well, this isn't how I intended to meet the daughter.

After months of being with Jules, her daughter just walked in on us naked in bed after our night of love making, and ran off to her room, likely mortified by what she saw. This was unintended. I shouldn't still be here. My wife, Carol, was probably wondering where I was. She was also waiting on an answer from Jules as to her proposition for the three of us to be together.

I quickly took in the view Selina would have seen. Both Jules and I had just sat up at the realization that I was still in her bed and not knowing what time it was. Jules' breasts were exposed, but her lower half was covered and tangled in the blankets and sheet, which only left a little strip of the linens to barely cover my leg. This meant Selina would have gotten a full view of my manhood.

I didn't have much time to worry about it before Jules said, "Greg, I think you know the routine."

"Get the fuck out of here?"

"Yup. I need to see to Selina. We were supposed to hang out today. I should have kicked you out last night."

"I'm sorry.." Jules gave me a disappointing smirk at my apology. "... It was nice though."

I instinctively looked for my clothes before remembering they were downstairs.

"I'm going to have to go out there naked."

"Okay. It sounded like she went to her room so you should be safe."

"Right. I'll be quick... Hey, Carol is going to ask me again about her proposition."

"Really not the time Greg."

"I know, but she's going to be pissed I was out all night and might blow this whole thing up if I still haven't talked to you about it."

Jules looked a bit put out by having to think about this right now.

"I'll tell you what Greg. Why don't you give me her number and I'll reach out to her so we can talk?"

"Really? I don't even have your number."

"Well we can deal with that another time. There's a whiteboard on the fridge you can write hers on. Now get out of here."

Without even thinking, I quickly rushed to Jules to give her a peck on the lips before heading out of the room. She gladly reciprocated, but the simple act seemed like something more. This is something I'd do with my wife before heading out, not someone I was having sex with on the side.

I felt quite exposed leaving the room and quietly heading downstairs stark naked. I didn't know why I was being sneaky about it. Selina obviously knew I was there and I'm sure she wasn't leaving her room until she knew it was safe to do so, but the morning light filling the house added to my nakedness in an unfamiliar place.

I found my clothes by the couch where I had left them. Jules' were also there. I found Nik's panties she gifted me and put them in my pocket as I got my pants on.

After getting fully clothed, I found my phone and all the texts from Carol:

11:23 PM - Are you going to be home soon?

12:10 AM - I'm locking the house up and setting the alarm.

3:33 AM - WTF... You're still not home?

6:40 AM - Hope you enjoyed your time because the fuck I'm going to let you stay out with your whore again

Shit. It was now 8:02 AM and I have no idea what I'm going home to. Carol had a right to be pissed, but the swing in the last message didn't sit right with me. I didn't know if it was because she was being so righteous when she was the one having an affair first or because she referred to Jules as a whore.

Knowing I had no other choice but go home, I found the white board and wrote Carol's number on it. Don't know how that conversation will go now, but figured it was best to follow through as I didn't want to piss Carol off more by not doing so if she still wanted to pursue the threesome.

I briefly thought about leaving my own number, but Jules didn't ask for it and said we'd discuss later. I guess we'd continue with the spontaneous encounters dependent on her light being on.

As I walked out of Jules' place and through the backyard, I suddenly felt on the spot. I had looked back up at the second floor windows to the house. In the first one, Jules was watching me through her window and waved. I could just barely make out that she hadn't put a top on yet and could faintly see her breasts through the light reflecting on the window. Then in one of the other windows the blinds quickly shut as I noticed them. Selina must have been watching. Lastly, as I exited the gate into the park, there was an older couple on their morning walk who gave me a strange, almost disapproving look. I took inventory of myself and found I had put my shirt on inside out and my hair was quite disheveled as I ran my hand through it. I decided to fix my shirt right there as I started heading in the direction of home and wondered if this what a walk of shame felt like.

Between the park and home I thought about Jules. There was something different about last night. The way we made love. The way I kissed her on the way out. Were we falling for each other, breaking rule one? To me, it felt obvious, and Nik did share that Jules had feelings for me. But what did this mean? Do we just go on as is? Can I love two people at the same time? Is it even love with Jules or just a more pleasant option than Carol at the moment?

Speaking of Carol, she was waiting for me as I approached the house. The garage door was open and she was sitting on a fold up chair at the opening. She was in a pair of pajamas with a tank top and loose fitting pant bottoms. Her braless tits we're practically on display under the thin material. I was surprised she was sitting out in this outfit exposed to the neighborhood.

"Look at the balls on you staying out all night with your girlie friend."

Her voice was a little louder than I would have preferred. I didn't think the neighbors needed to hear this, let alone the kids. I quickly walked up the driveway to close the distance so she wouldn't feel the need to speak so loud.

"Can we take this inside? Maybe where the kids and neighbors won't hear?"

"I gave the kids money and sent them out for breakfast so they wouldn't be here," then she raised her voice, "And as far as the neighbors are concerned, I don't give a fuck what they hear."

I went through the garage to hit the button to close the garage door. Carol followed and pinned me up against the door as the space darkened.

She continued with, "What are you afraid of? Don't want everyone to hear of your infidelity?"

I was able to reach the door knob behind me and open the door to direct us inside. As we entered, I asked, "What are you talking about Carol?"

Now in the kitchen, she yelled, "What the fuck you mean what am I talking about!? You spent the night out fucking that whore!"

This triggered something in me I hadn't felt in years. Carol and I never really fought and I've always been able to keep my cool in tense situations, but this hypocrisy and her referring to Jules as a whore again got to me. I spun on her and got a finger in her face, almost touching her nose.

"Hey! Remember you were the one fucking around first! You withheld yourself from me, making me feel empty and unwanted! Jules filled that void, and you knew what I was going over there to do last night! What has gotten into you!?"

She seemed to miss the last half of what I said and pulled her top down so her tits spilled out.

"Is this what you want Greg!? Is this what I've been withholding from you!?"

Carol then took it further pulling off her bottoms and bending herself over the kitchen table. She reached around spreading her cheeks exposing her asshole and blonde pussy.

"How about this!? Is this what you need to feel wanted and fulfilled!? Then take it!"

At this, I quickly felt the rage dissipate and was embarrassed with how mad I had gotten.

"Come on Carol, we don't need to do this."

I walked over to try and get her up so I could hold her to try and calm this situation down. As I got there, she stood, turned, and smacked me square across my face. I was stunned.

"You cheating asshole! You too good for my pussy!? If I offer it to you, you better take it! Who knows how long it will be around or if someone else will lay claim to it!?"

She set me off again. The thought of another man taking her pussy set off a flame in me I knew I had no right to with all of the fucking around I had been doing, but all the same the feral rage came back.

Carol then went to slap me again, but this time I caught her wrist with a forceful grip that stunned her, but also brought a subtle curl to the side of her mouth. Was this a game?

"You want me to take it!?"

Keeping my grip on her wrist, I spun her around and pushed her down so she was bent over the table again. I grabbed her other arm to bring behind her and locked both wrists together with one hand as I started to work on getting my pants down with the other.

"Is this what you want!? You want me to claim this pussy back for myself!?"

In a halfhearted, but playful whimper, Carol responded with, "No. I've changed my mind. You can't have it... Stop..."

I don't know what the fuck she was trying to do to me with this mind game, but I was passed the point of no return and was going fuck her right here.

My cock was now out and I gave it a couple of strokes shedding the flakiness of Jules pussy juices that had dried around it from the night before. I brought my head right up to her lips.

I continued with the role play by tightening my grip on her wrists and saying, "You think you can keep this pussy from me?"

"Yes! It's mine and you can't have..."

Before she could finish, I used my grip on her wrists to pull her back towards me and plunged my cock into her. Her opening was red hot and her wetness soaked my cock. She gave a guttural moan of pleasure as I entered. This is what she wanted!

What was going on with her to act in this way? I didn't seem to know what version of Carol I was getting anymore. Did the version I married still exist? The frustration with this brought my aggressiveness back and I was going to fuck her hard and quick to get what I wanted out this current situation.

Now being balls deep in her, I gripped her wrists behind her back with both hands and started to pound her against the table. Carol was face down on the table and her tits we're smashed into the surface. She rocked back and forth on them with each thrust. The table also shifted on the floor each time with the force behind it.

At the top of her lungs, Carol responded with grunts of pleasure and telling me to take her pussy and never stop, but I didn't plan on this taking long.

I started fucking her at a speed I didn't think I was capable of anymore. I stopped breathing as I focused all of my thought on the sensation of my cock pounding her. I had the briefest of thoughts of fucking Jules like this and I exploded inside of Carol.

As I held her down forcefully and continued to unload in her, I yelled, "Fuuuuck you!! I own this pussy!" I was instantly mortified with myself for saying it.

When I eventually stopped, I suddenly felt lightheaded from not breathing and tried to catch my breath as my heart rapidly pounded in my chest. I pulled out of Carol and braced myself with a chair while I recovered.

She stood up laughing and replied, "Yes, you do. That was amazing. Thank you for playing along."

Through my panted breathing, I was able to get out, "So... that whole thing.. was a game?"

Carol patted my ass and put her arms around me. I felt the coolness of her breasts on my sweaty back as she said, "Well, I was upset you didn't come home and did plan to confront you with it, but thought I'd take it a little further to get something out of it for myself."

"You.. wanted that?"

I was able to stand again and turned towards her. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she looked at me.

"Yeah, I had been reading about non consent fantasies and this idea came to me while I was up frustrated with you not being here. Did you enjoy it?"

"I don't know. I don't like where you got me to to do that. It felt wrong."

"I know, but I think I'm only partially sorry because I enjoyed it."

She patted my cheek, which was sore and reminded me that she had hit me.

"Did you really need to hit me?"

"Yeah, the nice you was coming out and I had to snap you back into character."

What the hell? Something had definitely changed with Carol.

We picked up our clothes and headed upstairs to clean up for the day. I took a quick shower while she soaked in the bath. As I was finishing drying off next to the tub, Carol reached over and grabbed my flaccid dick with her wet hand.

"Hey. Come in."

"But I just dried off."

She squeezed my cock.

"You can dry off again. I'll help. I want to talk to you."

I had been pretty quiet since our encounter downstairs. It bothered me how aggressive I had gotten, even if it was role playing for her.

She released me as I stepped into the tub and sat opposite of her. It wasn't the largest of tubs so our legs had to be bent and up against each other leaving our crotches opened.

Carol asked, "So how are you feeling after claiming this pussy?"

Her hand went under the water and I could make out her fingers gently trailing up and down her blonde bush. The hairs swayed in the water with the movement.

"I don't know. I got off, but don't feel great about how I did it."

"It's fine. It was just role play."

"For you maybe, I wasn't fully sure of that. I didn't know what was going on with you."

I thought about taking it further and saying I still don't, bringing up how she's been a bit erratic lately, but didn't want another confrontation.

My eyes remained on her hand under the water and I caught a little stream of yellow come from her pussy and dissipate in the water.

"Did you just pee in the tub?" I jokingly asked.

"Oh, you caught that? You don't mind, do you?"

"No, it's fine."

"You can pee too if you need."

I suddenly felt the urge now that I was thinking about it.

"That's okay. I think I'd have more than what you did."

"I don't mind. Come on. Let me see it."

"What has gotten into you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. You had me take my aggression out on you this morning and now you want me to pee on you."

"I didn't say pee on me, I said pee in the water. If you want to try peeing on me, you can."

"That's what I'm talking about. Where has this side of you come from?"

"Do you not like it? I thought this is what you've been missing."

She was right. All of this started because our sex life had withered, but all of this with her the last few weeks felt off-kilter.

Carol's foot went to my crotch and she started knocking my flaccid penis around with her toes. It started to come to life as she did so.

She then playfully begged, "Come on Greg. Pee for me. Let me see that piss shoot out of your cock."

I relented and allowed myself to relieve my bladder. We both watched the slightly yellow stream shoot towards the top of the water and a little fountain briefly breached the surface before I finished. It did feel nice to so freely relieve myself like that.

As she continued fondling my dick, she asked, "There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"No, it wasn't. Did you enjoy it?"

"I think I did." Carol's hand went further down to her lips. "Would you consider a golden shower sometime?"

I had to think for a moment. I had read about them and seen a video or two, but never considered taking part in the act. With how nice it was to let myself go a moment ago I figured it might be worth a try.

"I don't know, maybe under the right circumstances."

"Maybe we can try it with Sam. She's got a nice big shower we could do it in and easily clean each other up afterwards."

My cock was now hard and Carol's foot was rubbing it from head to balls.

"Sure. So when is that happening?"

"Well, I just finished my period yesterday and I believe she's a couple of days into hers so maybe next weekend, if you're up to it."

"Okay."

"Speaking of which, what has your friend said? I hope you at least spoke about it during your sleepover."

I was surprised it took her this long to ask.

"We did. She asked for your number so she could discuss it with you."

"Odd, but okay. What do you think she wants to talk about? Maybe compare notes on this dick of yours?"

I chuckled as her other foot came to my dick. She started stroking it with her toes. I leaned back and spread my legs as far as I could to allow her, and enjoy the sensation. I noticed Carol's finger circling around her clit.

"Tell me about her. Tell me about the things you've done."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sharing you. I should know how you're being used. Pleease tell me."

Carol's breath was getting a little heavier as she worked her clit.

"Well, the first time we were together she gave me a handjob at the park."

"Ohh, did she? How was it? Did you make a mess?"

"It was great. Although she didn't blow me, she had me shoot my load in her mouth."

Carol's feet came off my cock as she rested her legs on the side of the tub to open herself up. Through the rippling water I saw her pussy open up and she now had two fingers on her clit. It also seemed that part of my cream-pie from earlier was exiting her hole. I replaced her feet with my hand and started stroking.

"I bet she swallowed too. That whore taking the seed that is meant for me. You're both whores. Show me how she stroked that cock."

I did as she said and my hand went up and down my shaft. I ignored her whore comment. I was starting to get in the same mindset with her and leaned into it.

I added, "She didn't even let me touch her. Just used me for your seed."

Carol's body started to buck and water started splashing.

"Tell me it's my seed. Only for me. I want you to give it to me, like you did her. Give it to me right now!"

I took that as my queue to get up over her. I stood in the tub planting one foot in and one foot out so I could squat above her face. She scooted down in the tub to where I could feel her ass on my foot as she rubbed away. Her other hand went to her massive tit, which floated to the side.

I hung about a foot over her face with my balls hanging down and my hand stroking vigorously. She held her head above the water as her blonde hair floated around her. Her mouth was open and her tongue made licking motions even though she couldn't reach me.

"This is your seed baby. I'm going to give it to you."

"Yesss, yess, ungh, please, as I come!"

As Carol started seizing she kept her mouth open to receive. I stroked myself to completion right above her.

"Oh, fuuck. Here, take your seed."

My cum started spurting out, falling into her open mouth and around her lips. She swallowed the first batch and licked around her mouth for the remainder. My load wasn't the largest with having came in her earlier, but it was enough for her to finish her orgasm and collapse in the water as she came down.

I stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel to dry off. Carol remained immersed in the water for another minute before sitting back up to wash herself. As she did so, I left the room to get dressed. Nothing was said and it was almost like nothing had just happened.

The kids eventually came home and we went about our usual Saturday business with chores and errands. Throughout the day, the uneasiness with Carol continued to be on my mind. I wondered if this was one of those be careful what you wish for situations. Over the last few years, I wanted her to be more open and sexual, and although I never fully expressed this with her, this felt like some type of malicious obedience.

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The next morning, I got up and took BJ on his walk. The weather was perfect as it was now spring and everything seemed to have turned green overnight. Throughout the neighborhood, you could hear lawn mowers going performing the first trim of lawns coming out of dormancy.

When we made it to the park, there were a number of people walking and I passed the older couple from the morning before. I smiled and said "Good morning," but the man grunted at me and the woman gave me a disappointing look. I shrugged it off and moved on.

As I approached Jules' house I saw she was sitting on her back porch with a cup of coffee. She looked comfy in a pair of sweats with a zip up hoodie over a tank top. When she saw me, she got up, knocked on her slider, and came down to the fence line to open her gate and greet me.

With a smile on her face, she said, "Gooood morning Greg," and then squatted down to pet BJ.

"Morning. How was your day with Selina? I hope she wasn't too upset by what she saw."

Just as I finished saying this, I noticed Jules' slider open and Selina emerged from the house and started making her way over to us.

Jules stood and responded with, "No, it was good. I wanted you two to be able to meet each other properly. I hope you're okay with that?"

Didn't seem like I had a choice at this point so I said, "Sure."

Selina definitely looked to be a younger version of her mom. She had a similar build without the extra weight that time provides. She was also in her own pair of sweats and tank top without the hoodie. I tried not to look, but her cleavage and tight fitting tank top gave away a very nice set of breasts.

We made eye contact just as my eyes came up from her chest. I was embarrassed she caught me looking, but she gave me a feint smile, just like her mom's and walked over with the same confidence.

"Hey Sel. I wanted you to meet my friend..."

Before Jules could finish, Selina interrupted with, "Oohh my god, he's so cute!" and dropped to her knees to play with BJ. He got quite excited as well and I had to try and keep him jumping on her.

Jules continued with, "Sorry. She's always loved dogs and we never got one for her... Selina, when you're done..."

"Yeah, sorry Mom."

Selina stopped with BJ and started to get up. As she did so, I caught the briefest of glimpses at my crotch, which she got the full unfiltered view of the morning before. She gave the same feint smile and I figured this was fair with her noticing my appreciation of her breasts.

Once Selina was standing, Jules said, "Sel, this is my friend Greg. Greg, this is my daughter Selina."

We offered each other our hand and shook while simultaneously saying the customary, "Nice to meet you."

I added, "I'm sorry you had to walk in on us yesterday. I shouldn't have still been here. That's not exactly how I wanted to meet you."

Selina responded with, "I'm not, with all the stories my mom's told me...," and she gave another look downwards. I immediately felt my cheeks go flush.

Jules exclaimed, "Selina!" just as she slapped her on the shoulder.

"What!? I meant with him being nice to you and all now that you're on your own."

There was a slight pause and then looking past us Selina asked, "What's with these two?"

Jules and I turned to see that same older couple that had judged me previously. They were staring at the three of us as they approached on the path and it seemed pretty obvious they were talking about what they saw.

I answered with, "Oh, that's my fault. They caught me yesterday leaving your yard looking a bit disheveled. I got some disapproving looks."

Both parties continued staring at each other until the older couple came the closest, just before the path starts to turn away from Jules' house. They didn't seem to mind us watching them pass judgement.

Just as they turned away, Selina yelled, "That's right! He's fucking the two of us! He's got a real life mother daughter situation here!"

Jules gasped and we were both stunned. The couple didn't turn around, but we could see the woman's hand go to her mouth in astonishment.

Selina then added, "And he pays pretty well too!"

With the last comment, Jules and I couldn't help but laugh. Selina definitely had her mom's confidence, and then some.

"Well, I think I've done enough here." She took my hand from my side and shook it as she continued with, "Nice to meet you Greg. I hope to see you around," and then turned to walk away as she added, "Maybe clothed next time, or again, maybe not..."

Still processing the last few minutes, I didn't know how to respond and I stood in silence watching her walk away.

Jules broke the silence with, "Oh my god. I'm so sorry."

"Hey. What's our rule about sorry...?"

She smiled, looked at me, and responded with, "Yeah, I'm know, but those rules are for the two of us," she grabbed my hand, "I didn't intend for them to extend to my daughter."

"She seems great and obviously doesn't care what others think."

Jules chuckled, "Yeah, obviously. You want to walk?"

I said, "Sure," and she closed up the gate.

We started down the path around the park and she asked how it went with Carol. I told her everything and how uncomfortable I was, but that there was a part of me that also got off on it.

We eventually came to our bench where we role played previously and sat down. BJ rested to the side.

"So what do you want to do Greg? You want me to call her?"

"That's up to you. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. I don't know what she'll do if you don't want to though. She seems to be in this mindset that everything and everyone should be shared."

"Yeah, I'm going to be honest with you Greg. I think something feels off with her, but if it helps, the phone call will be made and we'll see where it goes."

We sat for a few more minutes chatting and commenting on some of the other walkers. Jules then headed home so she could spend some more time with Selina before she had to head back to school.

BJ and I returned home and enjoyed the rest of our uneventful Sunday.

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It was Wednesday. I was at work and head down in a project that had been lingering for too long. I didn't really like what I did for work, but it was one of those jobs I took years back that turned into a career needed to support the family.

My work was interrupted by my phone buzzing on the desk. I looked over to see Carol's face on it meaning she was calling. She never called during the day so was slightly worried something had happened.

I picked up and said, "Hey honey. What's up?"

In a panted voice, Carol responded with, "You need to come home."

"What? Why? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, but your friend is here and I'm tied up naked to our bed. They're holding the phone to my..."

The voice on the line changed, "Hey stalker... Why don't you come home so we can have some fun with Carol?"

Guess I'm leaving work early...