When One Door Opens

Kali admired herself in the mirror, turning this way and that way, checking all the angles. She loved the way her new dress emphasized her breasts, and the lack of a bra covering them. It didn't seem right to allow panty lines to deform such a dress, so she pulled her tiny thong back off.

"Perfect!"

Now the dress hugged her waist and flowed smoothly over her hips. She did another slow turn, then smiled at how great she looked. There was no doubt in her mind but that she would turn a lot of heads, no matter where Dane took her. She continued to admire herself, when she wasn't looking at the clock with nervous excitement.

Finally, she heard the apartment door open. She took a moment to calm herself, then slowly walked out to meet her husband and get the weekend started.

She wondered if his look would be one of excitement, or one of confusion, as she had not told him about any Friday night plans. However, she pulled up short when she saw neither on his face. Instead, it looked like disappointment.

It only took her a moment to recover and resume her approach. He watched her warily as she moved closer, only flinching slightly when she said, "Alvin, we need to talk." Kali paused again when Al just turned and walked into the combined kitchen and dining room without saying a word.

She shook it off and followed after him. It must have taken her a bit longer than she realized, as she was surprised to find him already sitting on the far side of the table with an expectant look on his face.

* * * * *

Kali had planned to ease into it a bit, but after Al's lack of reaction, she decided to just rip the bandage off.

"I have a date tonight."

She waited for him to blow up, but he simply pulled out his phone. A frown formed on her face as he unlocked it, tapped on it a few times, then turned the screen back off. He laid it on the table in front of him, and she couldn't help but stare at it, wondering if he had started it recording to capture the rest of her confession, or stopped recording to prevent it capturing his reaction. However, the silence quickly got to her, as he just sat there, watching her.

"It's not an affair, and it's certainly not love. It's just sex."

Al failed to react again, so she pushed on.

"There's this guy at work. They say he's like a freak of nature. He's so long and thick, he can't keep a girlfriend. There are only a couple of girls in the office who have gone back for a second ride, but I'm the only one who hasn't been fucked by his monster at least once.

"So, tonight I'm going to check that off my bucket list. Then, on Sunday, I'll rock your world like never before when you reclaim me."

Kali looked at Al, nervous but excited. Her face fell when his only response was, "Why Sunday?"

She had the decency to blush and look down. "They warned me that I'd still be stretched out and sore on Saturday. By Sunday, I should be good to go again."

She looked up with a weak smile, only to be confused by his continued lack of reaction. There was still no anger, no excitement, not even any confusion. He looked almost bored.

Kali jumped when somebody knocked on the door. She looked at the clock and frowned. "He's early." She paused, wondering if she had really seen a hint of a smile on her husband's face. If she had, it had only lasted for a moment.

He got up and silently followed her into the living room as she went to answer the door.

* * * * *

"You're early…"

Kali sputtered to a stop as she realized the woman at the door was not her date for the evening.

"Katherine Linda Morrison," the woman said, her voice rising into a question.

"That's me."

The woman pulled out a manilla envelope and handed it to Kali. "You've been served." She pointed to the broach on her chest. "This service has been recorded. Have a fun weekend."

Kali just stared as the woman smirked before turning away and moving down the hall. She slowly closed the door and turned back to Al, who was casually leaning against the kitchen doorframe.

She stared at the envelope, hoping it wasn't what she knew it would be. Rather than stumbling back to the kitchen, she flopped down on the nearby couch.

"Why?"

She looked up in shock as Al chuckled.

"Really? You tell me you're going out on a date, planning to get fucked so hard that I can't reclaim you until Sunday, and you still have to ask why? Seems pretty clear to me."

Kali couldn't hide her confusion. "But, how? I just told you…"

Al slowly shook his head with a frown. "This wasn't a decision you made today. You've been waving red flags at me since you decided you wanted to do it a couple of months ago."

Kali's eyes got big. She didn't think she had changed anything, but he was right about when it switched from a wish to a want. A frown formed on her face as she tried to figure out what he had noticed, but Al's voice pulled her attention back to him.

"Every time I tried to talk to you about what was going on, you blew me off, claiming it was just stress at work. I guess you weren't lying, since you work with the dick, and you were stressing about how to get him inside you.

"Then, I saw another change about two weeks ago. Guess that's when you committed to going through with it.

"I could see you were preparing for something, so I prepared as well. When I got confirmation this morning that it was happening today, I made sure all of the pieces were in place. My text earlier was just to start those things in motion."

Tears came to Kali's eyes. It wasn't supposed to go like this. Al was supposed to be caught off guard, shocked and confused. She was supposed to be gone before he could get his thoughts back in order.

All the girls had said that Al would come to understand that it was a one-time thing; an experience he couldn't give her. He would miss her while she was gone and be excited when she returned. They assured her it was a tried-and-true process that had worked countless times before, so how did it all go so wrong?

She was trying to figure out what to say when there was another knock at the door. "Perfect fucking timing," she cursed quietly as she got up to let Dane in.

However, she was surprised again, as she found her BFF waiting in the hall instead.

* * * * *

"Jill? What are you doing here?"

As Jill hesitated before answering, Kali realized she looked sad rather than happy to be there.

"I'm honoring the promise I made to you years ago."

That confused Kali even more, as she had no idea what Jill was talking about.

"I got a text from Al this morning. All it said was, 'She's dead to me.' I took the afternoon off to get a Brazilian and pick up an enema kit; now here I am."

It took Kali a moment to figure out what the hell her best friend was talking about. When she did, her knees went weak. Jill had to catch her and help her back to the couch.

She had thought it was just a joke at the time, meant to relieve her nervousness as she prepared to walk down the aisle and marry Al. However, the words her maid of honor had whispered into her ear now came back to her with crystal clarity.

"If you die before I find the right man of my own, I'll step up and help Al through his grief. I'll fuck it right out of him, then spend the rest of my life making sure he's never alone."

Jill held Kali for a bit as she cried. Once she quieted down, Jill pushed her to sit up and held her by the shoulders at arm's distance.

"I think it's best that Al not be here when Dane arrives. We can talk about what an idiot you are later."

Kali just sat there, broken and confused. That confusion grew when Jill took Al's hand and led him not out the front door, but down the hall. She heard giggles from her BFF, then silence followed the closing of a door.

Everything had seemed so simple, but somehow, it had all spiraled out of her control. She wanted to march down the hall and kick Jill out so she could beg forgiveness, but she just couldn't. The fear of rejection kept her slumped on the couch.

It was her phone ringing that finally prompted her to move. She grimaced to see the contact name was Dallas. The big D reference had seemed funny when she added it, but now it felt stupid. It had been her choice, but that didn't stop her from being upset with Dane and her coworkers for leading her down the road to ruin.

"Where the fuck are you?"

"Easy, girl. I freaked when I saw a process server waiting, so I bailed. It was silly, as she'll just catch me at home or work, so I'm headed back that way."

Kali realized Al was even further ahead of her than she had realized, and her tone changed from mad to sad.

"Don't bother. I realized how stupid I was when I was served with divorce papers. I hate myself for listening to you and the tramps at work."

"Hey, don't be like that. If he's already decided to divorce you, there's no reason to cancel. I'll be there in fifteen to pick you up. We can hit a drive-thru, then head to my place and get started."

With that, her last delusion burst. Dane had never planned on taking her out on a real date. It was never going to be some fantastic evening, capped with a wonderful new experience. She was just another one-night slut for Dane to fuck and forget. That put her a step below a whore, who would at least get paid for it.

Her sad went back to a mad boil.

"Fuck off, asshole! Lose my number and expect a visit from HR on Monday."

"Fucking bitch," was the last thing she heard before she disconnected the call and blocked his number.

Like she was in a trance, Kali got up and staggered down the hall. The door to the master bedroom was open, so she turned to the closed guest room door.

She started to reach for the knob, only to stop. Instead, she raised her hand to knock, only to freeze when she heard a very feminine shriek, soon followed by a drawn-out moan. She stumbled back until she hit the opposite wall, then slumped down. The sounds coming from the room brought tears to her eyes as she hugged her knees.

* * * * *

Jill's bravado failed once the bedroom door shut behind them. The sadness was back in her eyes as she turned to Al.

"Are you sure? Is there really no way to work through this with her?"

Al's composure finally broke and tears ran down his cheeks. "I just don't see any way.

"Thanks for being here with me while she's out with him. I don't think I could have held myself back if I saw him, especially if he was arrogant and smirking."

Jill moved in and wrapped Al in a tight hug. For a long time, they just stood there holding each other. When they finally let go and moved apart, she confused him by saying, "Last chance."

When he just looked at her in confusion, she started stripping.

"She's still my best friend. If she had a chance, I'd back off and console you as a friend. Since she doesn't, I want more. I want you."

Al's cock was growing in his pants, which made Jill happy as she slowly stripped, but he made no move to get undressed as well. She wouldn't force him to do anything, but she didn't stop until she was naked and he could see her excitement running down her legs.

Silence reigned for a bit as they just stared at each other.

"Fuck it!"

Al took a different approach, practically ripping his clothes off in his rush to be naked. Jill gasped when Al picked her up, then shrieked when he tossed her on the bed. He followed right behind, burying his head in her wet gash before she could process what had happened. It was clear it wasn't his first time eating at the Y, and she couldn't help but moan as he put his tongue to work exploring her.

Neither of them heard the thump from the hallway, too focused on each other.

Al added his fingers to the mix, probing her cavern in search of treasure. Finding her G-spot, he focused on it, but he didn't forget her clit. Her shaking grew more intense as she got close to the peak, only to shoot over it when he suddenly pinched her nipple with his other hand.

She blasted his face with her satisfaction and his ears with her scream. "OH MY GOD!!!"

As she came down from her first orgasm, he moved up and replaced his fingers with a different appendage. It might not be a monster, but it had always satisfied Kali, until recently. Jill didn't seem to have any complaints as she wrapped herself around him, pulling him closer and deeper. It limited the length of his strokes, but soft and gentle felt good to both of them.

When she was ready for more, she released him. Lying back starfished on the bed, she let him set the pace as he pounded her into the mattress. She managed a few encouraging words as he stirred her pot, but mostly she just gripped the bedsheet and moaned in pleasure.

Al was a skilled lover, and Jill couldn't help but wonder why Kali wasn't satisfied with him, but only for a moment before her brain was overwhelmed with pleasure again. She lost count of how many times she came, before he buried himself as deep as possible and shuddered in ecstasy, sharing his essence with her.

Exhausted both physically and emotionally, Al collapsed onto Jill, but she was able to easily roll him off to the side. She carefully slipped out of bed, leaving Al to rest while she headed for the bathroom to clean herself up.

* * * * *

"What are you doing out here? Did your giant dick have a hair trigger?"

Kali looked up, startled and confused. She blinked, seeing Jill in her naked glory. The wax job insured that nothing was hidden, and she could see how red and swollen her lips were. She watched in fascination as an off-white glob slipped out from between those lips and slid down her smooth leg.

"Earth to Kali…"

She looked up again with a blank stare. "What?"

Jill shifted her stance and put her hands on her hips. Kali was distracted again, as another glob dripped out of the now partially spread lips, only to free fall and splatter on the hall carpet. Looking down to see what caught Kali's attention, Jill quickly slapped a hand over her leaking pussy.

"Sorry about that. Just let me go clean up. Don't go anywhere."

Without waiting for a response, Jill hurried into the bathroom. Kali continued to sit there, staring at the small puddle her BFF had left behind. Slowly, without understanding why, she used her finger to scoop up as much of it as she could. She held her finger up, staring at what she realized might be the last drop of her husband's cum that would ever touch her. Still without conscious thought, she licked it off her finger, cherishing the familiar, although slightly different taste.

She was still staring at her wet finger when Jill returned and slid down against the wall beside her.

"How long have you been sitting out here?"

"Since your shriek stopped me from knocking on the door."

"Oh." Jill sat quietly for a moment, not sure what to say.

"Um, so, you heard all of that?"

Kali looked at Jill, sadness clear on her face. "Yeah. He's quite the lover, isn't he?"

Jill couldn't help but smile. "He sure is. I'll never understand why you threw that away."

Kali looked away as she fought back the tears again. "I didn't mean to throw anything away. They said he'd let me have a unique experience he couldn't give me. Nothing was supposed to change. It was just going to be one night." She flinched as Jill put her hand on her knee.

"When did you turn so stupid?"

"I don't know," Kali sobbed as she turned and wrapped her friend up in a tight hug. Jill shivered as she felt warm tears run down her naked body. Not sure what else to do, she wrapped her arms around her distraught friend and returned the hug.

She waited until the sobbing slowed to the occasional shake, then tried again. "So, what happened with your date?"

Kali sat back up and leaned her head back against the wall, staring up at nothing. "I told him to fuck off. I'm going to talk to HR on Monday."

The two of them sat there in silence until they heard Al start to stir. Jill stood up, then took Kali's hand and pulled her to her feet as well.

"Strip."

"What?" Kali stared at her friend, unable to fathom what she was thinking.

"I said, strip. You don't have much time, so hurry up."

Kali still didn't understand, but she did as she was told. She felt a little self-conscious, but she was soon as naked as her BFF.

"Now, get in there and worship that cock like you really mean it. If he wakes up enough to realize it's you before you start sucking, you may never get another chance."

Kali froze for just a moment, then practically sprinted into the guest bedroom and onto the bed. Jill leaned against the doorframe for a moment, watching the naked ass of her friend waving frantically as she applied suction to the object of her desire. She watched with a bit of jealousy as Al's hands came up and grabbed Kali's hair, not letting the attention stop.

A bit of a smile appeared on her face as Al looked up and realized it wasn't her sucking his dick. It grew as Al's expression turned to shock as he looked down to find his wife desperately swallowing his sword. His eyes went back and forth between the two women until Jill nodded and slipped away.

Happiness and sadness warred on her face as she grabbed the spare outfit from the overnight bag she had left in the living room. She looked down the hall and sighed several times as she got dressed.

She hoped that Kali would still be her friend after what happened, but she couldn't bring herself to regret what they'd done. He was everything Kali had always bragged he was. Sure, it would be hard to be around him without wanting to experience that again, but she'd just have to buy enough batteries to keep her BOB well fed.

Sadness was winning as she closed the apartment door behind her and headed home.

* * * * *

Jill was happy when Kali called, wanting to get together. Still, she was a bit nervous, as Kali picked a public coffee shop rather than inviting her over to the apartment. Arriving early, she picked the most isolated table, then settled in where she could watch the door and waited.

Kali's face lit up when she spotted Jill. She hurried over and wrapped her BFF in a hug the moment she stood up.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Jill managed to extricate herself from the crushing hug of her friend, then watched her bounce in excitement. "Al agreed to put the divorce on hold while we do marriage counseling. I owe it all to you," she gushed, then squeezed Jill in another hug. "I mean it. Thank you!"

It felt awkward, but Jill was happy for her friend, so she returned the hug, then redirected Kali towards the counter to order. She could see the nervous energy as Kali was practically vibrating, but they managed to get their drinks and a snack without any more outbursts.

When they got back to the table, they both watched each other, neither sure what to say. Jill was the first to blink.

"You never did explain why you were sitting outside the bedroom door listening to us."

Kali blushed, but otherwise didn't seem upset with the question. Still, it took her a moment to respond.

"I wanted my husband back. I wanted to tell him I had been stupid, but it was over. I wanted him to forgive me.

"But…" Kali had to pause and wipe her eyes. "I heard your shriek as the bed squeaked. I heard you moan, and I knew he'd already moved on. I was history and you were the future." Kali wiped her eyes again, then looked anywhere but at Jill. "I stumbled back and collapsed against the wall, as I had nothing left. It was all my fault, but my heart and soul died in that hallway."

Finding her courage again, she looked at Jill with determination.

"When you offered me a second chance, sending me into that room instead of you, I wasn't going to waste it. I had only let him cum in my mouth on special occasions, and I always spit and rinsed immediately. Not that night. No, I swallowed his load like it was the best thing I'd ever tasted."

Jill opened her mouth, but Kali raised her hand before she could speak.

"I know, it takes more than blowjobs to make a marriage work, but they're sure a good incentive to get a guy to stick around long enough to work on the rest.

"The divorce is still hanging there as his failsafe, but we're going to counseling. We both want to make it work."

They both smiled, and quiet returned for a bit.

"Are we okay? After what happened?"

Kali grimaced, but only momentarily. "It's not how I wanted things to go, but I really don't think he would have given me a second chance without your … involvement.

"After talking about it, he realized that he didn't put up more of a fight because it gave him the opportunity to get something, or rather someone he had long wanted. You were never just a revenge fuck to him."

Jill blinked in surprise, which made Kali smile.

"When I opened the door, you were the first and only one he wanted to invite inside." Kali's smile faltered just a bit, but it quickly returned. "It's not exactly the same, but it gave him a different perspective on me wanting to try a giant cock."

Jill frowned. "So, he's going to let you go through with it?"

Kali burst out laughing, then nervously looked around the room before continuing.

"Oh, hell no. I'm not doing that again.

"Actually, I think I'm getting off easier. I can only wonder what I'm missing, while he knows exactly what he's never getting again."

Kali winced as she realized what she said. "Sorry, I guess that applies to you as well.

"That's actually why I didn't invite you to the apartment. I hope you understand. You two are still my best friends, but I don't think it's wise for you to be around each other, at least until the memories fade a bit."

As much as Jill wanted to, she couldn't argue with that conclusion. Instead, she steered the conversation to safer topics. They enjoyed their coffee as they chatted like any two friends would, then hugged again before heading their separate ways.

Kali had a spring in her step as she headed home, thinking about what Al might do if he arrived to find her bent naked over the living room ottoman. Subconsciously, she picked up her pace with a smile.

Jill was a bit slower in her departure, checking her phone to see when her new BOB would arrive. She had searched a lot of sites before she found the perfect one — it looked almost like Al had been used to make the mold. A smile blossomed across her face when she saw the delivery notice, and she moved a bit faster as well.