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After The Reunion Ch 17 free porn video
Monday morning, Oct 2, 2028
It didn’t look nearly as intimidating as it had that other night when she was helpless; suspended off that glass floor and tied with her legs pulled apart. “Just for fun, why don’t you put it in today?”
She held it up; four or five inches long, rounded hook on one end, it didn’t look like much. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”
“Sure, why not? Promise, I won’t do anything with it.”
She turned her chair facing the other way, spread her legs apart, fumbled between them just a moment, then turned back around. “Okay. Remember, you promised.”
Addie had just opened the package from Jonah, the vibrator he put inside her in the glass cage that night.
Addie finished getting ready, putting on a tiny little pair of lace panties and the matching bra. Then, since the weather was starting to get a little cooler, a pair of stretchy, dark blue slacks, and a light, stretchy sweater.
“I think we’re getting the candy counters in today, so I’ll be there, helping Kayla.”
We woke up the kids to get them ready for school. I made a healthy, gourmet breakfast of Froot Loops for Kevin and Kix for Katie, then drove them to their respective schools.
After dropping the kids off, I texted Jonah, “Addie opened your package this morning. Talked her into wearing it today.”
I didn’t think a lot more about it as I drove to Peterson Honda to check out the new Odysseys. What I found nearly blew me away. Addie and I obviously hadn’t looked close enough at the website. Their new self-driving technology in the Touring, hybrid model isn’t a lot different than Tanner & Tanya’s Tesla. And the mileage! Forty-four mpg highway, forty-nine city. I just wished it wasn’t so damned expensive.
Fortunately, at least I hoped, the salesman and I were familiar. His wife is a pretty frequent customer in Hidden Gems. I’d seen him in the store a couple times and he recognized me as well. I was just about to pick up a brochure to take home and show Addie when I got a text from her. “You bastard, you promised!” What the hell was that about? I hadn’t done anything.
“What you talking about?” I texted back.
“The vibrator. I was talking to a customer when you turned it on!”
I laughed. I obviously hadn’t done it, but I’d have loved to have been there! Then it hit me. If I didn’t, only one other person would have had the code - Jonah!
I honestly hadn’t thought about it that morning when I sent Jonah the text, but thinking about it objectively, why else would I have told him she’d put it inside her? Subconsciously, I knew my brain would have known he’d do exactly what he did. I could still claim innocence, though; for whatever good it’d do me.
I texted her back, “I promised you, I didn’t do it!”
I took the brochure and told Hank (the salesman) that I’d talk it over with Adriana and we might be back later. He wanted me to take a test-drive with him, but I deferred, telling him I needed to talk to her first.
Then I worked up my courage and drove to the store, parking on the street in front. When I walked in, there were three or four customers wandering around and Kayla and Addie were talking to some guy I hadn’t seen before over in the area where they had cleared out for the candy counter.
I walked over and soon realized the guy they were talking to was delivering and going to set up the counters. Already? It was only the week before that Addie had ordered them. His pickup was parked in the back with her counters in it and he was just checking out the space before he brought them in. I introduced myself, then offered to help, but he said he did it all the time and could do it easier by himself.
I was glad for the diversion because it had given Addie a little more time to calm down before she confronted me about the vibrator issue. I followed her back into the office and as soon as the door closed, told her, “Honestly, hon, I didn’t!”
She glared at me, “Then how, who… ?”
I think as soon as she said the word ‘who’, she realized it. “It was Jonah, wasn’t it?”
“Well… I did maybe send him a text this morning… that you had it… and was using it.”
She broke out laughing. What the? “You do know it’s been going ever since I texted you? Still! It’s been driving me crazy trying to ignore it… but I’m so fucking horny right now!”
Damn, I wished I could tell him right then to turn it up a bit.
“I was talking to Mr. Hansen about hand-made toys when he turned it on. I think poor Mr. Hansen got quite an eyeful.” She giggled, “He had no idea what was going on, probably thought it was just a cramp.”
“Does Kayla know?”
She nodded, “Uhuh, she’s jealous… told her she can have it tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes in my head. Addie and Kayla! Quite a pair to be trying to run a store, alternating having a vibrator inside their pussies at work. “She still okay with what happened Friday?” I asked her.
“She…” then Addie’s eyes rolled up, she bent over slightly and her hands went between her legs, “Oh God!” as she stumbled to a chair. I watched her with rather acute interest as she squeezed her eyes shut, grimaced, and squeezed her legs together with her hands still trapped over her pussy.
She rocked back and forth for probably a minute, then slowly returned to somewhat normal. “Oh shit, I need to come! Guess you were telling the truth, huh?”
I nodded and smiled at her, wishing that I hadn’t made that promise this morning. I’d love to add to her discomfort, but apparently, I didn’t need to. I would have loved to stick around the rest of the day to see what all Jonah was doing to her. Instead, I said, “Maybe this will take your mind off it for a while.” I showed her the brochure I’d picked up on the Odyssey, gave her a brief run-down on what I’d learned and asked, “You want to invest that much money?”
She looked through it. Of course, it made the car seem impressive as hell, which, in fact, it was. “What do you think?” she asked.
“You know what I think.” I was the one who brought up the idea in the first place.
“Okay, me, too, I guess.”
We talked about financing, getting a loan from the bank. We could pay for it but hated to use that much of our savings after depleting it quite a bit for the pool and yard. Then decided on a color we liked, the ‘blizzard pearl’ (cream-colored white) or second choice, ‘blue flame’.
As I was getting ready to leave, she stopped me before I got to her office door, “You sure you don’t want to fuck me before you go?”
I laughed and told her, “Your customers would love hearing that, wouldn’t they!” then went on, “by tonight, you should be really in the mood.”
She rolled her eyes again, “Starting volleyball practice tonight. It’ll be late when I get home.”
As soon as I got to the car, I texted Jonah, “More!” I told him, then couldn’t contain my guilty feelings. Nah, didn’t feel guilty at all. Then I realized Addie hadn’t answered my question about Kayla. I assumed she was okay, though, if she wanted to borrow Addie’s vibrator.
I stopped by the bank and got approval for forty-five thousand dollars, which I hoped would give me a little bargaining chip down from their asking price of fifty-three thousand. Mostly, I wanted to go back to the store, sneak in and watch.
I didn’t, though. Went back to Peterson Honda, found Hank and told him I was ready for that test drive. He took a copy of my driver’s license, then we left on our short trip. He showed me how the self-driving software worked, much like T&T’s Tesla; not exactly, but close, then went through much of the other technology built into the car. The thing was just a tad different than our old Odyssey… as in no fuckin’ comparison!
We got back to the showroom and I showed him my bank approval letter, explaining that that was the highest I could go. They didn’t have the color we wanted in stock, but Hank said they could get it by tomorrow. Then when the sales manager wouldn’t agree to the price, I politely told Hank thanks and left, that I’d do a little more shopping. There are three Honda dealerships in the Boise area.
I drove three blocks, then parked, waiting for the phone call. I sat there for about fifteen minutes, listening to Fox News when the phone buzzed in my pocket. Yep, it was Hank asking if I’d come back. I hesitated, telling him that I was on my way to the Autoplex, where there’s another Honda dealer, but could turn around and be back in about forty-five minutes. I told him that I really would rather buy it from him since he’s one of Adriana’s good customers. Then I sat and listened to the radio a while longer before returning.
The sales manager met me and escorted me to his office, then told me that if I threw in another thousand dollars, they could make the deal, but not less. I apologized to him for wasting his time and got up to leave again, explaining that was the limit my wife had given me and all we had available. Surprise, surprise, he finally gave in and offered the car for that price, a little under eight-thousand dollars less than the MSRP.
He said that Adriana would have to sign papers, too, so I called her and asked if she could break away for a little while.
After she got there, the hard-sell started; it was ‘no’ to the extended warranty, ‘no’ to the paint protection, ‘no’ to windshield protection and everything they tried to add on. Only funny thing was that I could tell when Jonah did his thing while we were signing papers the way Addie’s breathing changed and her hand started to shake. If only the paperwork-guy knew what was going on with her! Then there was a sharp intake of breath and I knew Jonah had turned it up a bit more, maybe turned up the clit vibrations?
It took over an hour to go through and sign all the papers. By the time we were done, Addie was sweating and when we climbed in the old van, she nearly exploded, “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!” rubbing herself through her tight slacks. She threw her head back against the headrest and finally let herself go, letting out with loud moans and her body shuddering. She tried to form words, “Tell… Oh God… tell him… stop… please…”
Unfortunately, “I, uh… my phone’s in the Jeep.”
She stopped her writhing and let out a big sigh. “God, he’s done that off and on all day.”
Under my breath, I whispered, “Good for him.” The smirk on her face when she looked my way made it pretty obvious that she’d heard what I hadn’t intended for her to hear. Gotta learn to be more careful. I seem to do that too often.
“I need to go back to the store, help with the counters.” I glanced down, pretty sure there was a damp spot on her dark blue slacks. I was looking forward to tonight!
Actually, I’d love to have her for an hour before the kids got home. “Don’t you think Kayla has the counters under control?”
“Probably, but I still think I need to be there… another thing, when Mr. Hansen was in looking for a toy, he wanted something special, something local for his grandson coming to visit from England. I told him I’d look. Gave me an idea, I wonder if there are any toymakers in the area?”
“Don’t know, you want me to look?”
She looked at me with those beautiful, dark eyes, “Pleeeze… I’m not going to have time the next couple days.”
I climbed out of her Odyssey and got into the Jeep. That last little exchange had calmed my libido a little. Probably hers too, at least for now.
I looked at my watch, exactly an hour until I had to leave to pick up the kids. I went home and checked the internet. I know the prison wood shop in Ontario makes and sells hand-made toys, but that’s not what Addie would want. She likes dealing with small businesses, helping them grow while they help her, like Daryl’s leather shop. He’s added three more employees and his products alone have been netting her over a thousand dollars a month – more than enough to pay for the new Odyssey.
I found a little company that makes mostly wooden toys; doll furniture, cars, tractors, riding toys etc. I called and introduced myself to the guy who answered the phone, he sounded like an older man, said his name was Leroy. I explained about our stores, that my wife was wanting to have a line of locally made toys and asked if he might be interested. At least I assumed Addie wanted toys to sell, not just ‘a toy’ for Mr. Hanson. Maybe I should have clarified that, but it seemed like a good idea so I forged ahead.
He said he just sells on the internet and would want to take a look at the store, which I said would be wonderful and I knew my wife would want to take a look at his toys before she committed. I asked if he could bring a sample by her store and we agreed on ten o’clock Wednesday. Damn, Addie will be proud of me, I thought, assuming they’re as nice as they look on his website.
I texted Addie and told her that she had a ten o’clock meeting Wednesday, then picked the kids up and we made a short trip to Dairy Queen. Yeah, I know – health food. It’s hard to get kids to eat health food, but they don’t mind the Dairy Queen health food, nothing healthier than DQ hamburgers and ice cream!
Nicki, Addie’s new Mountain Home manager, brought little Olivia by and dropped her off right at six. The kids disappeared in Katie’s bedroom and the rest of the evening I heard giggling and chattering. Until eight, that is. At eight I told the kids it was time for bed. Nicki had packed Olivia’s jammies so she climbed in bed with Katie. Pretty obvious that babysitting her wasn’t going to be a problem. Kids were calling her ‘Livvy,’ by the way.
True to her word, Addie didn’t get home until a little after nine. Livvy was asleep so I carried her out to Nicki’s car and helped strap her into her car seat. Addie was excited, “Nicki’s going to be fantastic!” she said after Nicki left, “everyone loves her, too.” She was gloating a little, too, “We’re gonna be so unbeatable!”
We climbed in bed, Addie wearing a little babydoll and string bikini panties that she’d bought in Seattle, intending to wear it with me that infamous night. She brought her laptop to bed with her and we started scrolling through the pictures from Saturday night. Addie had gotten an email from Robert earlier in the day with several pictures that he’d edited with his software. I had no idea how some of them could be improved on. Hell, Playboy didn’t even have to send a photographer, just use some of these – they were scorching!
We were looking at one of the unedited pictures with all three girls on the bed when Addie mentioned, “Oh, I called Michelle today.”
My heart rate went up about double when she said that, waiting for her to go on about what they talked about. As busy as the day had been, I’d completely forgotten about that. Just the idea of Addie having a potentially long-term boyfriend made me shiver; with apprehension, jealousy, excitement, eagerness, and to be completely honest, outright terror!
I waited until I couldn’t stand it any longer, “And?” I finally asked her.
“And… I… have a date. She called me back and it’s the fourteenth, Saturday. Told her I couldn’t this Saturday because of the start of volleyball that day.”
My. Wife. Has a date! With a young, unmarried, supposedly good-looking, sexy guy! Suddenly, the ‘theoretical’ had become real. My anxiety level skyrocketed along with my heart rate. So did the hardness level of my cock. Those pictures and Addie in that babydoll already had me hard; but… now…!
I didn’t know what to say.
Until Addie rolled over on top of me, “Someone is happy about that phone call,” she said, wrapping her hand around my truth-detector anatomy. She pushed her little scrap of satin aside and lowered herself down onto me, enveloping me inside her hot, wet pussy. Aah, my eyes rolled up and I groaned when I felt those vaginal muscles tighten around me!
A moment later, when I was able to function again, Addie’s face was a picture of lust; her lips formed an ‘O’ with low moans escaping them, her eyes squeezed closed. “You’re thinking of him, aren’t you, your blind date, his cock inside you?”
She answered with a groan, then an “Uhuh.”
My hands were underneath her satin babydoll, over the thin strings around her hips that were trying to hold her panties in place. I pushed my hips up and pulled hers down, imagining the same thing she was, that it was her new lover doing exactly what I was doing and I was just outside the bedroom window watching, her not knowing I was there.
The rest of our night was very pleasant, indeed! The last thing I heard, before going to sleep, when I was spooned up against Addie’s satin-covered back, “I love you, Matt.”
Addie had asked Hank to call her when the car was ready since her schedule was a lot more limited than mine. I spent the morning re-ordering product for the stores, then heard from her right before lunchtime. She said she’d pick me up in about a half-hour to get some lunch, then it was ready.
On the way, she laughingly told me about Kayla, with the vibrator buried inside her. Jonah had been teasing with it off-and-on all day and at one point, “Kayla was nearly in tears and had to leave her customer to go to the bathroom to let herself come.” I’m sure Jonah would enjoy knowing what he’d done to Addie’s young, sexy, leggy manager/friend. “Oh yeah,” she said, “Tawns called today, too. She picked out three pictures and emailed to Playboy. She sounded pretty nervous about that.”
I can imagine she would! It’s not every day that someone is asked to pose naked for the most famous erotic magazine in the world.
We spent another two hours at the dealership, most of it Hank explaining all the Odyssey’s technology. It’ll do everything that T&T’s Tesla does. We can sit in it and tell it a business name or address and it will go there. It recognizes traffic signs, speed limit signs, even temporary signs. He showed us how to personalize it to recognize our voices. He downloaded the app on Addie’s phone and explained how we can personalize it even more, even give it the ‘voice’ we want; actually even different voices, depending on who’s ‘driving’. AND it averages 46 mpg, a minivan!
She took the new van back to work. The first thing she did was test it, telling it to go to Hidden Gems. “Ready,” the voice said.
Addie looked out the window at me, a look of amazement on her face, “Go,” she said. And with Addie’s hands by her side, not even on the steering wheel, the car exited the parking lot.
When I got in the old Odyssey and started to leave, I thought, twelve years difference. What the hell would it be like in another twelve years?
By then, it was time to pick up the kids at school. They love going through the carwash, so off we went, starting to get it cleaned up to put on the market. It wasn’t worth a lot, around $4,500 - $5,000 according to Kelly Blue Book. Not a lot, but a hell of a lot more than Peterson Honda would have offered.
The kids and I entertained Livvy again that evening and Addie and Nicki got to the house about the same time as the night before. I was anxious for Saturday, the debut of the team’s sexy new uniforms.
Wednesday, I thought I’d run to Nyssa and Ontario, visit the stores there. Those had been kind of left to forage on their own the last several weeks, with the attention Addie had been paying to the new store in Mountain Home and the big store in Boise. Addie’s original managers were still there and they were more than capable, but I thought it wouldn’t hurt to stop by and at least say hi. Let them know we’re still alive. There’s a lot of nostalgia about the Ontario store, seeing as it was Addie’s original.
I knew that Addie was meeting with Leroy, the toy-guy at ten. I had been a good boy, but couldn’t resist any longer. At five after ten, I opened the app to Addie’s toy and turned it on to low. I wasn’t sure if she had it inside her but hoped so. I giggled a little to myself, figuring I’d find out later. Pretty sure with the timing, she’d know it had been me, not Jonah, this time. After a few minutes, I turned it to about three-quarters, both the g-spot and clit stimulators. That should give her something to think about while she’s meeting with Leroy. Five minutes later, I turned it off.
I stopped by to see Daryl, too; let him know how much we appreciated him. His quality hasn’t changed a bit, even with the new people he’s hired. He told me that he sends over ninety percent of his work to us. As a matter of fact, I picked up another box that he had ready to send and took it to Susan, the Ontario manager.
I couldn’t help but wonder if Daryl was still as smitten with Addie or if he’d come to the realization that it wasn’t going to happen and moved on; not exactly something I could come right out and ask. That was a hornet’s nest that I felt really bad about kicking. Not only because Addie had gotten so angry, but it had fanned embers in Daryl that didn’t need to have been fanned. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
I called my mom at work and asked if she could have lunch with me. We met at the Sizzler steak house and had a good chat along with a steak and salad. Much better than McDonald’s!
The rest of the week went much the same, Livvy in the evenings and Addie getting home after nine, too tired to do anything. Well, that Wednesday night, she did mention something about a tickling in her tummy while she was trying to negotiate a contract; said she had to take an extra bathroom break. This while she was glaring at me, leaving absolutely no doubt that she knew exactly where the ‘tickling’ had come from.
Her candy counter was stocked and her customers were raving about it. She even asked Sarah about whether she could provide candy in her other stores, too. Apparently, Sarah was making it as fast as she could so they decided to wait a month or so and see if it kept up. Then Sarah would think about expanding if she needed to.
Addie said she called Mr. Hansen, told him he could come to check the toys she had now and see if he could find something for his grandson. He bought a big wooden logging truck and tractor.
She told me how nice that new Odyssey was, too. “I can’t wait to take it on a long trip,” she said, teasing me about whether she meant the drive or the destination; since her upcoming ‘long trip’ was going to be a date with her probable future lover.
One more tiny, little happening: Tanya called Addie on Thursday. She had heard back from Playboy and they were sending a photographer the following Tuesday. Addie said that Tanya was really, really nervous, almost scared, “Not almost, she IS scared,” Addie laughed.
Addie’s first game Saturday was at ten. She left at eight-thirty and I got the kids ready to go, then left at nine-thirty. Another game, a guy’s game, was almost over when we went in the gym. Addie’s team and another team were sitting at one end of the gym, obviously anxious for their first game.
I was anxious, too, to see those new blue and gold uniforms on the gym floor. Even on the crowded bleachers, it was difficult to control my libido. Addie and I hadn’t made love since Tuesday and those uniforms…
The tights were dark blue, skin-tight, to their ankles, heart-shaped cutouts showing bare skin all the way up the outside of their legs, progressively getting bigger toward the top – obviously with nothing on underneath them. The top was a gold sports bra, leaving a bare midriff. And these were good-looking, athletic women; ages from the early twenties to the oldest, probably around forty, sexy as hell! Nicki looked especially nice, with her dark skin contrasting with the gold sports-bra.
I assumed their boyfriends or husbands were probably all here. The only ones I knew particularly well were Kayla (knew her VERY well after last weekend!) and now Nicki. The kids and I sat in the second row of the bleachers. The first was reserved for the teams. Ethan, Kayla’s husband, was right behind us and Livvy was beside Katie.
There already seemed to be more spectators than for the men’s game that had just finished. Addie has tried to get me to play, but I am NOT athletic. Besides, I told her, “Someone has to watch the kids.” Yeah, good one, Matt, use the kids as an excuse.
Watching the women volley the ball around between them getting warmed up was fun in itself. Although, it’s kind of embarrassing when you get a hard-on watching volleyball!
Doctor Davidson, Addie’s Ob-Gyn, told her she could play, just to not throw herself on the floor going after a ball. Addie played a little, but mostly let the other women play. There was one other substitute, so they took turns each change of service, except for Addie. She played probably less than a quarter of the game, wanting to watch her other players for coaching opportunities.
Their normal matches are two out of three games, but with the number of teams playing, they were just playing one game at a time. And they were short games, only to fifteen, instead of the normal twenty-five. Addie’s team won fifteen – eight. Next game, two o’clock.
The women changed into street-clothes and we all went to Granny’s Buffet for lunch. Addie paid for all her team member’s lunches, but let their personal rooting sections pay for their own.
Just like I predicted, the bleachers were much fuller their next game, which they also won, but at least a little closer, fifteen-twelve. The last game at six was against probably the second-best team in the league and they had to go into overtime - unfortunately, losing nineteen-seventeen.
When we went home that night, Addie told me wasn’t worried about losing the game. She saw the mistakes they had to work on and was confident they would have it together by the actual start of the regular season Tuesday. Their team is in the C1 league, the most competitive. Their games will vary between Tuesday and Wednesday and their only practice time will be on Mondays in the Garden City Athletic Club.
Which means that Addie’s weekends are free for an occasional trip to Kennewick, Washington, for a date, starting this coming Saturday! She plans to leave Saturday morning, go to Robert & Michelle’s house, then back to their house afterward and home Sunday. “That is… unless I go home with Nick, instead,” she teased.
God, I’d been horny all damned day looking at those tights and bare tummies. Once the kids were in bed and asleep, there was only one thing on my mind. Ten points to the first reader who can figure out what it was.
No, you were wrong; it wasn’t Sunday brunch. It had much more to do with getting my wife and myself naked. Which, by the way, she was when she came out of the bathroom. Wet, too; God, she was just as horny as I was!
Sunday, after breakfast, (Made sourdough pancakes the first time; forgot to mention that Robert told me how to make sourdough and gave me his pancake recipe – good!), Addie game me another not so mild shock treatment, “Hon,” she started, “if it’s okay with you,” (as if I’d say no to whatever she had planned) “I’d like to invite Samuel to dinner Friday night.”
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