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Danny and I followed Scotty up to the Gallery Bar and through the door into the hallway that led down to the lobby. As we were descending the stairs Scotty said to Danny, “Ginger and I are part of an informal group. We get together once a month in a mansion just north of Naples. It's a sex club."
Surprised, Danny said, "A sex club? Really?"
Nodding, Scotty answered, "Yes, a sex club. There's usually fifty or sixty people at the parties. Some of them dress in costumes that reflect their sexual inclinations, others are just naked or nearly naked. A few of us are there as spectators. We wear our regular clothes and don't participate. I'm sure that Rachel would find a number of interesting playmates and you'll have fun watching. The bedroom doors are never closed.”
His interest clearly piqued, Danny said, “Damn, I've never even imagined something like that.”
“It's exciting.”
“I'm sure it is. When is the next party?”
“Two weeks from tomorrow night. We're taking Maureen. It will be her first time too.”
“I have to ask Rachel, but I'm pretty sure she'll be interested.”
“She should talk to Ginger about it.”
“We need to exchange telephone numbers.”
“Our wives need to exchange telephone numbers.”
“Yes, of course.”
We stepped into the lobby. Erika was standing next to the entrance to the lobby lounge. “Your wives are waiting for you.” It was more of an admonishment than a statement.
We hurried into the lounge. Ginger, Maureen and Rachel were all seated at the bar watching the doorway. When they saw us all three of them smiled.
Ginger said, “I see that you've met Danny.”
Scotty answered, “We shared a gallery table with him.”
Nodding approvingly, Ginger said, “I'm glad.”
Rachel said, “Baby are you okay?”
Danny smiled. “Yes, I had a nice evening. Scotty and Michael are good companions.”
“I'm glad.” Rachel teasingly added, “I found a good companion too. His name was Richard. He was most satisfying.”
“Maureen and I found satisfying companionship too.” Ginger winked at Maureen. “Didn't we Reeney?”
Giggling, Maureen answered, “I certainly did.”
Scotty and I both chuckled. Scotty said, “I invited Danny and Rachel to join us at the next club meeting.”
Clearly concerned about overstepping his boundaries, Danny quickly interjected, “I still have to talk to Rachel about it.”
“Don't worry baby, it's okay. Ginger was telling me about their club while we were waiting. I think it sounds like fun. Would you like to go?”
“I think it sounds like fun too. Yes, I would love to go.”
Ginger said to Rachel, “I'll call you next week about the details. Maybe the five of us could have dinner together first.”
Maureen quietly said, “I wish Michael was going to be here.”
Ginger gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “Reeney honey, you know it's time for Michael to go home.”
Sighing, Maureen said, “Yes, I know.”
Ginger and Rachel exchanged cell phone numbers. Once they were finished the six of us walked out to the parking lot. After saying our goodbyes Ginger, Maureen, Scotty and I got into Scotty's Escalade and started the drive back to Fort Meyers.
As soon as we were back on the Freeway Ginger and Maureen began telling us about their evening. Ginger's playmate was Colin. Maureen's was Quentin. They were both salesmen at a Miami used car dealership that specialized in luxury vehicles. According to them, if you were in the market for a pre-owned Bentley or Rolls Royce they were the people to see.
Giggling, Maureen told us that they were also the guys to see if you were a horny female looking for a little fun. They were both in their late twenties, virile and eager. For several minutes Maureen waxed poetically about Quentin's size and stamina. When she was winding down, Ginger stepped in and extolled Colin's remarkable prowess.
I noticed that while Ginger was praising her playmate's vigor and potency she was staring into the rear view mirror. Scotty was smiling as he drove. I suspected that his eyes were shifting between the rear view mirror and the freeway ahead. Clearly this as a game of teasing that they both enjoyed. I hoped that when I returned home Jeanne and I could be that comfortable with each other.
Gradually Ginger and Maureen's excitement about their evening waned. For a few minutes we chatted about Danny and Rachel, the Gallery Bar and Maggie and then our conversation slackened into silence. It had been a long, exciting day. All four of us were tired. We finished the remainder of the trip home silently listening to the hum of the Escalade’s tires rolling over the concrete pavement of the interstate.
By the time we pulled into the parking lot of my motel it was nearly midnight. Maureen and I climbed out of the big SUV. Ginger also got out, but only so she could move into the front seat.
As soon as she was settled I smiled at her and said, “I have to thank you both for helping Maureen and me.”
Ginger said, “We didn't do much. We just had some fun together.”
“No, you showed me a loving cuckold hot wife marriage. I needed to see that. It was important to me. Now I can go home feeling confident that Jeanne and I are going to be able to make it work.”
“Michael, I'm confident that you'll succeed. You'll make it work because both of you want to make it work. That's what matters.”
“Anyway, thank you.”
“You're welcome Michael.”
Chuckling, Scotty added, “It was a pleasure.” I smiled at my new friend.
Ginger said, “Michael, we want to meet Jeanne. You have to bring her to Florida. I'm sure she would love Club Wanderlust.”
“I'm sure she would too.”
“And we definitely have to take you to one of our club parties.”
“That would be fun too. You both also have to come to Minnesota. It's beautiful in the summertime.”
“And that's a great time to get out of Florida.” Observed Scotty.
Ginger said, “We'll try to make it there next summer.”
“I hope you can. Jeanne would love to meet you.”
“Good bye Michael. Have a safe trip home.” Ginger closed her window. Scotty shifted the Escalade into drive. Maureen and I waved as they pulled out into the street and sped away.
After they were gone Maureen turned to me and said, “You didn't get any relief tonight. Would you like me to come inside and give you a good bye blow job?”
“That's a tempting offer, but I think I'd better pass.”
“Are you sure?”
“Maureen, you've had a long hard day. You're tired.”
“But, I don't want to leave you hanging.”
“Thank you, I appreciate your concern, but remember that you once told me it's not so important for a woman to have an orgasm.”
“Yes, that's true.”
“I've learned that it's not as important for cuckolds either.”
Maureen giggled.
Smiling, I added, “If it would make you feel better, I'll take a rain check.”
“A rain check? How can you take a rain check? I'm afraid I won't ever see you again.”
“Of course you will. Jeanne and I will be coming to Florida. I guarantee that and you have to come to Minnesota.”
“Do you think Jeanne will let me visit you? I mean, she might be jealous.”
“Since she just spent the evening with her current boyfriend, I think it would be pretty hypocritical for her to object.”
“I guess it would, wouldn't it.”
“Besides, she really wants to meet you.”
“Okay, I would love to visit you.”
“Come in the summertime. Minneapolis is the city of lakes. It's beautiful in the summer.”
“I'll do it. You can expect to see me next summer.”
“Good, now it's time for us to say goodnight.”
“And goodbye.”
“Only for a little while.”
I put my arms around Maureen and kissed her. It was a long passionate kiss. When we finally broke apart she whispered to me, “I'm so glad I met you.”
“I'm glad I met you too.”
I gave her another quick kiss. She said, “Goodbye Michael.”
I said, “Goodbye Maureen”.
Resolutely, Maureen walked to her car, got inside and without looking back started her engine. I watched as she backed out of her parking space in front of my motel room, shifted her car into drive and pulled out onto the street. I waited until she turned the corner at the end of the block. Once she was out of sight I hurried into my motel room. It was 12:15. I still needed to call Jeanne.
Inside my room, I kicked off my shoes, sat down on the edge of the bed with my cell phone and pressed my home telephone number.
Jeanne picked up after the second ring. “Hi Michael.”
“Hi Jeanne, how was your day?”
“Eventful.”
“Eventful? Tell me.”
“Michael, I got fired today.”
“Wow! I'm sorry.”
“I'm not upset about it. I was expecting it. Actually I'm surprised they waited this long to do it.”
“I knew you weren't happy there. How did they do it?”
“At 10:00 this morning I was called into one of the conference rooms. All three of the partners were seated at the table. They didn't even ask me to sit. I was informed that my demeanor, behavior and dress were incongruous with the image the firm tries to maintain. I was given one weeks severance pay and thirty minutes to clean out my desk and say goodbye. They assigned an overweight security guard to supervise me. After exactly thirty minutes he escorted me out of the building.”
“That must have been upsetting.”
“Actually it wasn't. I haven't been happy there since I changed my lifestyle.”
“Your new persona definitely is incongruous with that office.”
“While I knew that was true, I was afraid to quit. I've worked there for a long time. Frankly, I'm glad they finally forced me to act.”
“So what are you going to do now?”
“It's already done.”
“What do you mean?”
“After I left my old office I went over to the office where Abby works. I wanted to see she if she could go to lunch. When I told her what had just happened she immediately informed her bosses. They came out and offered me a job on the spot. Apparently they've wanted to hire me for over a month, but they were afraid to do it. They didn't want to offend my previous employers.”
“That makes sense, your previous employers a powerful law firm in the Twin Cities.”
“Yes they are.”
“Abby must have told them good things about you.”
“I'm sure she did, but they also already knew me.”
“You've been to Abby's office before?”
“Yes, but Abby, Ruth and I have also partied with the guys at Brady’s. In fact we've done it several times.”
“So you've...”
“Yes, I've given all three of my new bosses blow jobs.” There was a moment of silence and then Jeanne said, “Michael will knowing that I occasionally party with my bosses bother you?”
Chuckling, I answered, “No Jeanne it won't. In fact I find the idea exciting.”
“Michael, that makes me so happy.”
“Me too, did you see Jack Mahler tonight?”
“Oh yes, he was here for several hours.”
“Did you have fun?”
“Michael it was amazing.”
“Tell me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes Jeanne, I'm positive.”
“Okay, I've told you before that while I enjoy sweet romantic sex, sometimes I like it dirty and nasty.”
“With a dominant guy.”
“That's right. For sweet romantic sex you're my ideal lover.”
“Thank you.”
“You are. Over the last several months I've had an opportunity to try a lot of different men. None of them have ever come close to giving me the sweet romantic sex we enjoyed in San Francisco and San Antonio.”
“It was fun.”
“If I'm going to have a boyfriend, a guy I see regularly, I want him to be dirty and nasty.”
“And dominant.”
“Yes, very dominant.”
“Did that happen with Jack tonight?”
“It did. When he arrived I answered the door totally nude.”
“I'll bet he loved that.”
“We both loved it. He kissed me hard on the lips. While he kissed me he squeezed my breasts and my ass with his big hands.”
“I'll bet that got you going.”
“It got both of us going. We were so excited. I pulled Jack over to the couch, dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt, pulled his zipper down and took out his cock. Michael, he was already hard, I mean really hard. Jack has a big cock and it was sticking straight out.”
“You like big cocks, don't you.”
“Michael, I adore big cocks. They drive me crazy with lust.” Jeanne paused. After a moment she asked, “Is that okay?”
“Of course it is.”
“In San Francisco you were worried that I was going to meet men who were bigger than you are.”
“In San Francisco I was still worried that I was going to lose you.”
“But you're not worried about that anymore.”
“No, I'm not. It took me a while, but I finally understand that you can be a slut for other men and still be a loving wife for me.”
“It's true Michael, if you'll have me, I'll always be your loving wife.”
“And I'll always be your loving husband.”
“Michael, I'm so glad.”
I started chuckling.
Jeanne asked, “what's so funny?”
Still chuckling, I said, “My wife is a size queen.” We both burst out laughing.
Jeanne said, “Yes she is, she's a slut size queen.”
“So what did my slut size queen wife do with her boyfriend's big cock tonight?”
Giggling, Jeanne said, “Well first I tugged his trousers and boxer shorts to his ankles. Then I pushed him down on the couch, keeled between his legs and sucked him.”
“I'll bet he loved that.”
“He did, but after about a minute of that I moved down and started licking and sucking his balls. At the same time I pushed his thighs up. As soon as I could get at it I moved lower and licked his asshole.”
“I thought you might do that. Did he enjoy it?”
“He went wild. I jerked him off while I licked him. It took him about a minute to cum.”
“He definitely enjoyed it.”
“Yes he did. I did too. Michael, I love being nasty.”
“And when you're nasty I love hearing about it.”
“Do you Michael, do you really?”
“I do.”
“Are you hard right now?”
“Hell yes.”
“Take your cock out. I want you to masturbate while I tell you what happened next.”
“Only if you'll join me.”
“I can't wait until you're back at home again. Then we can do it together. I mean really do it together.”
“That will be fun.”
“Michael, I love you so much.”
“I love you too Jeanne.”
“Is your cock out?”
“Yes, have you taken off your panties?”
“I wasn't wearing panties. All I have on is a lace baby doll nightie.”
“Damn, now I really wish I was at home.”
Giggling, Jeanne said, “I'll wear it for you on the night you get home.”
“I'll hold you to that.”
“I hope you do.”
“Okay, so what happened after Jack orgasmed?”
“We went into Tricia's old room.”
“Your boudoir.”
“Yes, my boudoir.”
“What happened in your boudoir?”
“Jack fucked me.”
“Did you let him do your back door?”
“My back door? I've never heard that term before. I like it.”
“It's descriptive.”
“Yes it is.”
“Did you?”
Giggling again, Jeanne said, “Yes Michael, I let Jack have my back door.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I actually orgasmed while he was doing it. I know this is hard for you to understand and I can't explain it, not even to myself, but I really do enjoy it.”
“It makes you feel like a slut.”
“It does.”
“I think I understand. Sometimes it's fun to be bad.”
“You've always understood me, even now when I want to be bad.” Jeanne paused for a moment and then she said, “I'm not really bad, I mean I'm not actually hurting anyone.” She paused again. There was silence for several seconds. Finally she whispered, “I guess maybe I did hurt you. I'll always regret doing that.”
“Don't regret it. Yes, it hurt, but only for a little while and you made it up to me.”
“How did I do that?”
“You came to San Francisco. That was a wonderful weekend.”
“It was wonderful, wasn't it.”
“Yes it was and when you left I knew you loved me.”
“I'll always love you Michael.”
“I know that now and that's all that matters.”
After a brief silence I asked, “So you had a good time with Jack tonight.”
“I did, but it's still hard for me to admit that to you.”
“Why?”
“I'm afraid you'll be jealous. I fear I'll hurt you.”
“Do I have any reason to be jealous?”
Jeanne answered immediately. “No! None at all.”
“I don't believe I do either, so you don't have anything to be afraid of.”
“It's going to take us a little time to become comfortable about this, isn't it.”
“I think that's our last big challenge and we have to face it together.”
“You really are coming home, aren't you.”
“Yes, it's time.”
“Michael, that makes me so happy.”
“Me too.”
“Okay, you've heard about my evening, now I want to hear about yours. Did you go to that cuckold club with your friends?”
“I did.”
“Was it really a cuckold club?”
“I think it was more like a hot wife club.”
“I want to hear all about it, every detail.”
I spent the next ten minutes telling Jeanne about my experience at Club Wanderlust. She listened intently. As soon as I was finished she asked, “Did it excite you when you watched Maureen and her date walk back to the bedroom alcoves?”
“Yes.”
“Do you think you'll be just as excited when you watch me walk back to my boudoir with Jack?”
“I'm quite certain that I'll be even more excited.”
“Really? Why?”
“Because you're my wife.”
Jeanne gasped and said, “Michael that is so hot.”
“I think so too. I'm looking forward to having it really happen when I get home.”
“Michael, is your cock still out?”
“Yes.”
“Are you still hard?”
“Very.”
“Close your eyes and imagine that you're sitting in the big easy chair in our living room. Jack is sitting across from you on the couch. His pants and boxer shorts are bunched up around his ankles. I'm kneeling in front of him.”
“You're naked.”
“Yes I am. What am I doing?”
“You're sucking Jack's cock.”
“Are you watching me.”
“I'm mesmerized. You're so beautiful and completely absorbed in what you're doing. It's obvious that you're enamored with his cock.”
“I am. I love his cock. I love all cocks.”
“You're a slut, a size queen slut.”
Breathless with excitement, Jeanne whispered, “I'm your size queen slut.”
“Not at this moment. Right now you're my hot wife, but you're Jack's size queen slut.”
“I'll always be your hot wife and yes, while when I'm with Jack or any other man, I might temporarily become his size queen slut, I'll always be your size queen slut, always.”
“Even when you're lusting after another man’s cock?”
“Is that okay?'
Laughing, I said, “I wouldn't want it any other way.”
“Really?”
“I'm your cuckold husband.”
“Oh Michael, I...” Suddenly Jeanne gasped. There was a short pause and then she whispered, “Michael I just had a little orgasm.” Giggling, she quickly added, “I cum really easily now.”
“That's a good thing.”
“Yes it is. Now I almost always cum when I'm giving a guy a blow job in the parking lot behind Brad’s”
“That makes it even more fun for you.”
"It does.”
“Michael, I want to make you cum now. Close your eyes and imagine me sucking your cock.”
“No, I want to imagine you sucking another man's cock.”
“Really?”
“Tonight, talking with Danny and Scotty at Club Wanderlust, I realized that I'm a cuckold.”
“That's true, but technically you've been a cuckold since last August.”
“Yes, I understand that, but that's not what I'm talking about. Jeanne, I'm telling you that I enjoy being a cuckold. I enjoy being your cuckold. I want to be your cuckold.”
“Michael, close your eyes. Imagine Jack's big cock in my mouth. I'm sucking it.”
“His eyes are closed. It's obvious that he's enjoying your efforts.”
“Are you stroking your cock?”
“Yes.”
“Cum for me Michael. Cum for me while I make Jack cum?”
“Can you tell when he's getting close?”
“Yes, I can feel the tension building in his body.”
“Turn sideways for me. I want to watch him cum on your tits.”
"Really?"
"Are you turning back into a prude?"
Laughing, Jeanne said, "No, but I'm a little surprised. I never thought I'd hear you say that to me."
"This is from a woman who just told me she licked another man's ass tonight."
"You're right. We still have some work to do."
"Yes we do, now can we get back to the matter at hand?"
Jeanne giggled. "I think it should be matter at hands. I'm quite certain that mine is working every bit as vigorously as yours."
"So turn sideways. I want to watch Jack cum on your tits."
"I already have. I'm sideways. You can see everything."
"Is he cumming?"
"I feel his muscles tightening. Michael I love it when this happens. He's taking a deep breath. I'm pumping his big beautiful cock really hard and aiming it at my tits." There was a pause and then Jeanne said, "Yes, he just shot a big spurt of cum on my right breast."
"Keep pumping him."
"If you say so sir."
Chuckling, I said, “Sir?”
“That's my submissive side. He brings it out of me.”
That made me grin. I said, "Okay, tell me more. Give me details."
"He spurted three more times. My breasts are covered with his semen.”
Still pumping my cock, I closed my eyes. The wonderful sensation of warmth filled my loins and then I spurted.
Jeanne asked, “Michael, what's happening?”
I answered, “Your boyfriend just came all over your tits and I just did the same thing on my right hand.”
“Michael, that was wonderful. We just had phone sex. I've never done that before.”
“We kind of did it with Amy and Mel.”
“No with Amy and Mel it was different. I listened while the three of you did each other. This was you and I doing each other over the phone.”
“Actually it was me listening to you doing Jack.”
“Except Jack wasn't really here. This was phone sex.”
“Okay.”
“Michael, I can't wait until you get home. We're going to have so much fun together.”
“I'm leaving tomorrow.”
“If you leave tomorrow, when will you actually get home?”
“It's about 1700 miles from Fort Meyers to Minneapolis. I haven't packed yet, so I probably won't get out of the motel before 11:00 tomorrow morning. It gets dark early, so...”
“Baby I want you to get home, but promise me you won't drive after dark.”
“I promise, but that means I won't get in much more than three hundred miles tomorrow. That will leave me with about 1400 miles. 600 miles a day is my maximum, so you can expect to see me sometime Tuesday afternoon.”
Jeanne giggled, “Monday night I may go to Brady's. When I get home can I call you and tell you about it?”
“I would love that.”
“Michael, you'd better get to bed. You have a big weekend of driving ahead of you.”
“Yes I do. Good night Jeanne. I love you.”
“Goodnight Michael, I love you too. Drive carefully tomorrow.”
“I will.”
After we ended the call I showered and climbed into bed. As I fell asleep I was smiling. In the morning I was going home to my wonderful hot wife.
Surprised, Danny said, "A sex club? Really?"
Nodding, Scotty answered, "Yes, a sex club. There's usually fifty or sixty people at the parties. Some of them dress in costumes that reflect their sexual inclinations, others are just naked or nearly naked. A few of us are there as spectators. We wear our regular clothes and don't participate. I'm sure that Rachel would find a number of interesting playmates and you'll have fun watching. The bedroom doors are never closed.”
His interest clearly piqued, Danny said, “Damn, I've never even imagined something like that.”
“It's exciting.”
“I'm sure it is. When is the next party?”
“Two weeks from tomorrow night. We're taking Maureen. It will be her first time too.”
“I have to ask Rachel, but I'm pretty sure she'll be interested.”
“She should talk to Ginger about it.”
“We need to exchange telephone numbers.”
“Our wives need to exchange telephone numbers.”
“Yes, of course.”
We stepped into the lobby. Erika was standing next to the entrance to the lobby lounge. “Your wives are waiting for you.” It was more of an admonishment than a statement.
We hurried into the lounge. Ginger, Maureen and Rachel were all seated at the bar watching the doorway. When they saw us all three of them smiled.
Ginger said, “I see that you've met Danny.”
Scotty answered, “We shared a gallery table with him.”
Nodding approvingly, Ginger said, “I'm glad.”
Rachel said, “Baby are you okay?”
Danny smiled. “Yes, I had a nice evening. Scotty and Michael are good companions.”
“I'm glad.” Rachel teasingly added, “I found a good companion too. His name was Richard. He was most satisfying.”
“Maureen and I found satisfying companionship too.” Ginger winked at Maureen. “Didn't we Reeney?”
Giggling, Maureen answered, “I certainly did.”
Scotty and I both chuckled. Scotty said, “I invited Danny and Rachel to join us at the next club meeting.”
Clearly concerned about overstepping his boundaries, Danny quickly interjected, “I still have to talk to Rachel about it.”
“Don't worry baby, it's okay. Ginger was telling me about their club while we were waiting. I think it sounds like fun. Would you like to go?”
“I think it sounds like fun too. Yes, I would love to go.”
Ginger said to Rachel, “I'll call you next week about the details. Maybe the five of us could have dinner together first.”
Maureen quietly said, “I wish Michael was going to be here.”
Ginger gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “Reeney honey, you know it's time for Michael to go home.”
Sighing, Maureen said, “Yes, I know.”
Ginger and Rachel exchanged cell phone numbers. Once they were finished the six of us walked out to the parking lot. After saying our goodbyes Ginger, Maureen, Scotty and I got into Scotty's Escalade and started the drive back to Fort Meyers.
As soon as we were back on the Freeway Ginger and Maureen began telling us about their evening. Ginger's playmate was Colin. Maureen's was Quentin. They were both salesmen at a Miami used car dealership that specialized in luxury vehicles. According to them, if you were in the market for a pre-owned Bentley or Rolls Royce they were the people to see.
Giggling, Maureen told us that they were also the guys to see if you were a horny female looking for a little fun. They were both in their late twenties, virile and eager. For several minutes Maureen waxed poetically about Quentin's size and stamina. When she was winding down, Ginger stepped in and extolled Colin's remarkable prowess.
I noticed that while Ginger was praising her playmate's vigor and potency she was staring into the rear view mirror. Scotty was smiling as he drove. I suspected that his eyes were shifting between the rear view mirror and the freeway ahead. Clearly this as a game of teasing that they both enjoyed. I hoped that when I returned home Jeanne and I could be that comfortable with each other.
Gradually Ginger and Maureen's excitement about their evening waned. For a few minutes we chatted about Danny and Rachel, the Gallery Bar and Maggie and then our conversation slackened into silence. It had been a long, exciting day. All four of us were tired. We finished the remainder of the trip home silently listening to the hum of the Escalade’s tires rolling over the concrete pavement of the interstate.
By the time we pulled into the parking lot of my motel it was nearly midnight. Maureen and I climbed out of the big SUV. Ginger also got out, but only so she could move into the front seat.
As soon as she was settled I smiled at her and said, “I have to thank you both for helping Maureen and me.”
Ginger said, “We didn't do much. We just had some fun together.”
“No, you showed me a loving cuckold hot wife marriage. I needed to see that. It was important to me. Now I can go home feeling confident that Jeanne and I are going to be able to make it work.”
“Michael, I'm confident that you'll succeed. You'll make it work because both of you want to make it work. That's what matters.”
“Anyway, thank you.”
“You're welcome Michael.”
Chuckling, Scotty added, “It was a pleasure.” I smiled at my new friend.
Ginger said, “Michael, we want to meet Jeanne. You have to bring her to Florida. I'm sure she would love Club Wanderlust.”
“I'm sure she would too.”
“And we definitely have to take you to one of our club parties.”
“That would be fun too. You both also have to come to Minnesota. It's beautiful in the summertime.”
“And that's a great time to get out of Florida.” Observed Scotty.
Ginger said, “We'll try to make it there next summer.”
“I hope you can. Jeanne would love to meet you.”
“Good bye Michael. Have a safe trip home.” Ginger closed her window. Scotty shifted the Escalade into drive. Maureen and I waved as they pulled out into the street and sped away.
After they were gone Maureen turned to me and said, “You didn't get any relief tonight. Would you like me to come inside and give you a good bye blow job?”
“That's a tempting offer, but I think I'd better pass.”
“Are you sure?”
“Maureen, you've had a long hard day. You're tired.”
“But, I don't want to leave you hanging.”
“Thank you, I appreciate your concern, but remember that you once told me it's not so important for a woman to have an orgasm.”
“Yes, that's true.”
“I've learned that it's not as important for cuckolds either.”
Maureen giggled.
Smiling, I added, “If it would make you feel better, I'll take a rain check.”
“A rain check? How can you take a rain check? I'm afraid I won't ever see you again.”
“Of course you will. Jeanne and I will be coming to Florida. I guarantee that and you have to come to Minnesota.”
“Do you think Jeanne will let me visit you? I mean, she might be jealous.”
“Since she just spent the evening with her current boyfriend, I think it would be pretty hypocritical for her to object.”
“I guess it would, wouldn't it.”
“Besides, she really wants to meet you.”
“Okay, I would love to visit you.”
“Come in the summertime. Minneapolis is the city of lakes. It's beautiful in the summer.”
“I'll do it. You can expect to see me next summer.”
“Good, now it's time for us to say goodnight.”
“And goodbye.”
“Only for a little while.”
I put my arms around Maureen and kissed her. It was a long passionate kiss. When we finally broke apart she whispered to me, “I'm so glad I met you.”
“I'm glad I met you too.”
I gave her another quick kiss. She said, “Goodbye Michael.”
I said, “Goodbye Maureen”.
Resolutely, Maureen walked to her car, got inside and without looking back started her engine. I watched as she backed out of her parking space in front of my motel room, shifted her car into drive and pulled out onto the street. I waited until she turned the corner at the end of the block. Once she was out of sight I hurried into my motel room. It was 12:15. I still needed to call Jeanne.
Inside my room, I kicked off my shoes, sat down on the edge of the bed with my cell phone and pressed my home telephone number.
Jeanne picked up after the second ring. “Hi Michael.”
“Hi Jeanne, how was your day?”
“Eventful.”
“Eventful? Tell me.”
“Michael, I got fired today.”
“Wow! I'm sorry.”
“I'm not upset about it. I was expecting it. Actually I'm surprised they waited this long to do it.”
“I knew you weren't happy there. How did they do it?”
“At 10:00 this morning I was called into one of the conference rooms. All three of the partners were seated at the table. They didn't even ask me to sit. I was informed that my demeanor, behavior and dress were incongruous with the image the firm tries to maintain. I was given one weeks severance pay and thirty minutes to clean out my desk and say goodbye. They assigned an overweight security guard to supervise me. After exactly thirty minutes he escorted me out of the building.”
“That must have been upsetting.”
“Actually it wasn't. I haven't been happy there since I changed my lifestyle.”
“Your new persona definitely is incongruous with that office.”
“While I knew that was true, I was afraid to quit. I've worked there for a long time. Frankly, I'm glad they finally forced me to act.”
“So what are you going to do now?”
“It's already done.”
“What do you mean?”
“After I left my old office I went over to the office where Abby works. I wanted to see she if she could go to lunch. When I told her what had just happened she immediately informed her bosses. They came out and offered me a job on the spot. Apparently they've wanted to hire me for over a month, but they were afraid to do it. They didn't want to offend my previous employers.”
“That makes sense, your previous employers a powerful law firm in the Twin Cities.”
“Yes they are.”
“Abby must have told them good things about you.”
“I'm sure she did, but they also already knew me.”
“You've been to Abby's office before?”
“Yes, but Abby, Ruth and I have also partied with the guys at Brady’s. In fact we've done it several times.”
“So you've...”
“Yes, I've given all three of my new bosses blow jobs.” There was a moment of silence and then Jeanne said, “Michael will knowing that I occasionally party with my bosses bother you?”
Chuckling, I answered, “No Jeanne it won't. In fact I find the idea exciting.”
“Michael, that makes me so happy.”
“Me too, did you see Jack Mahler tonight?”
“Oh yes, he was here for several hours.”
“Did you have fun?”
“Michael it was amazing.”
“Tell me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes Jeanne, I'm positive.”
“Okay, I've told you before that while I enjoy sweet romantic sex, sometimes I like it dirty and nasty.”
“With a dominant guy.”
“That's right. For sweet romantic sex you're my ideal lover.”
“Thank you.”
“You are. Over the last several months I've had an opportunity to try a lot of different men. None of them have ever come close to giving me the sweet romantic sex we enjoyed in San Francisco and San Antonio.”
“It was fun.”
“If I'm going to have a boyfriend, a guy I see regularly, I want him to be dirty and nasty.”
“And dominant.”
“Yes, very dominant.”
“Did that happen with Jack tonight?”
“It did. When he arrived I answered the door totally nude.”
“I'll bet he loved that.”
“We both loved it. He kissed me hard on the lips. While he kissed me he squeezed my breasts and my ass with his big hands.”
“I'll bet that got you going.”
“It got both of us going. We were so excited. I pulled Jack over to the couch, dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt, pulled his zipper down and took out his cock. Michael, he was already hard, I mean really hard. Jack has a big cock and it was sticking straight out.”
“You like big cocks, don't you.”
“Michael, I adore big cocks. They drive me crazy with lust.” Jeanne paused. After a moment she asked, “Is that okay?”
“Of course it is.”
“In San Francisco you were worried that I was going to meet men who were bigger than you are.”
“In San Francisco I was still worried that I was going to lose you.”
“But you're not worried about that anymore.”
“No, I'm not. It took me a while, but I finally understand that you can be a slut for other men and still be a loving wife for me.”
“It's true Michael, if you'll have me, I'll always be your loving wife.”
“And I'll always be your loving husband.”
“Michael, I'm so glad.”
I started chuckling.
Jeanne asked, “what's so funny?”
Still chuckling, I said, “My wife is a size queen.” We both burst out laughing.
Jeanne said, “Yes she is, she's a slut size queen.”
“So what did my slut size queen wife do with her boyfriend's big cock tonight?”
Giggling, Jeanne said, “Well first I tugged his trousers and boxer shorts to his ankles. Then I pushed him down on the couch, keeled between his legs and sucked him.”
“I'll bet he loved that.”
“He did, but after about a minute of that I moved down and started licking and sucking his balls. At the same time I pushed his thighs up. As soon as I could get at it I moved lower and licked his asshole.”
“I thought you might do that. Did he enjoy it?”
“He went wild. I jerked him off while I licked him. It took him about a minute to cum.”
“He definitely enjoyed it.”
“Yes he did. I did too. Michael, I love being nasty.”
“And when you're nasty I love hearing about it.”
“Do you Michael, do you really?”
“I do.”
“Are you hard right now?”
“Hell yes.”
“Take your cock out. I want you to masturbate while I tell you what happened next.”
“Only if you'll join me.”
“I can't wait until you're back at home again. Then we can do it together. I mean really do it together.”
“That will be fun.”
“Michael, I love you so much.”
“I love you too Jeanne.”
“Is your cock out?”
“Yes, have you taken off your panties?”
“I wasn't wearing panties. All I have on is a lace baby doll nightie.”
“Damn, now I really wish I was at home.”
Giggling, Jeanne said, “I'll wear it for you on the night you get home.”
“I'll hold you to that.”
“I hope you do.”
“Okay, so what happened after Jack orgasmed?”
“We went into Tricia's old room.”
“Your boudoir.”
“Yes, my boudoir.”
“What happened in your boudoir?”
“Jack fucked me.”
“Did you let him do your back door?”
“My back door? I've never heard that term before. I like it.”
“It's descriptive.”
“Yes it is.”
“Did you?”
Giggling again, Jeanne said, “Yes Michael, I let Jack have my back door.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I actually orgasmed while he was doing it. I know this is hard for you to understand and I can't explain it, not even to myself, but I really do enjoy it.”
“It makes you feel like a slut.”
“It does.”
“I think I understand. Sometimes it's fun to be bad.”
“You've always understood me, even now when I want to be bad.” Jeanne paused for a moment and then she said, “I'm not really bad, I mean I'm not actually hurting anyone.” She paused again. There was silence for several seconds. Finally she whispered, “I guess maybe I did hurt you. I'll always regret doing that.”
“Don't regret it. Yes, it hurt, but only for a little while and you made it up to me.”
“How did I do that?”
“You came to San Francisco. That was a wonderful weekend.”
“It was wonderful, wasn't it.”
“Yes it was and when you left I knew you loved me.”
“I'll always love you Michael.”
“I know that now and that's all that matters.”
After a brief silence I asked, “So you had a good time with Jack tonight.”
“I did, but it's still hard for me to admit that to you.”
“Why?”
“I'm afraid you'll be jealous. I fear I'll hurt you.”
“Do I have any reason to be jealous?”
Jeanne answered immediately. “No! None at all.”
“I don't believe I do either, so you don't have anything to be afraid of.”
“It's going to take us a little time to become comfortable about this, isn't it.”
“I think that's our last big challenge and we have to face it together.”
“You really are coming home, aren't you.”
“Yes, it's time.”
“Michael, that makes me so happy.”
“Me too.”
“Okay, you've heard about my evening, now I want to hear about yours. Did you go to that cuckold club with your friends?”
“I did.”
“Was it really a cuckold club?”
“I think it was more like a hot wife club.”
“I want to hear all about it, every detail.”
I spent the next ten minutes telling Jeanne about my experience at Club Wanderlust. She listened intently. As soon as I was finished she asked, “Did it excite you when you watched Maureen and her date walk back to the bedroom alcoves?”
“Yes.”
“Do you think you'll be just as excited when you watch me walk back to my boudoir with Jack?”
“I'm quite certain that I'll be even more excited.”
“Really? Why?”
“Because you're my wife.”
Jeanne gasped and said, “Michael that is so hot.”
“I think so too. I'm looking forward to having it really happen when I get home.”
“Michael, is your cock still out?”
“Yes.”
“Are you still hard?”
“Very.”
“Close your eyes and imagine that you're sitting in the big easy chair in our living room. Jack is sitting across from you on the couch. His pants and boxer shorts are bunched up around his ankles. I'm kneeling in front of him.”
“You're naked.”
“Yes I am. What am I doing?”
“You're sucking Jack's cock.”
“Are you watching me.”
“I'm mesmerized. You're so beautiful and completely absorbed in what you're doing. It's obvious that you're enamored with his cock.”
“I am. I love his cock. I love all cocks.”
“You're a slut, a size queen slut.”
Breathless with excitement, Jeanne whispered, “I'm your size queen slut.”
“Not at this moment. Right now you're my hot wife, but you're Jack's size queen slut.”
“I'll always be your hot wife and yes, while when I'm with Jack or any other man, I might temporarily become his size queen slut, I'll always be your size queen slut, always.”
“Even when you're lusting after another man’s cock?”
“Is that okay?'
Laughing, I said, “I wouldn't want it any other way.”
“Really?”
“I'm your cuckold husband.”
“Oh Michael, I...” Suddenly Jeanne gasped. There was a short pause and then she whispered, “Michael I just had a little orgasm.” Giggling, she quickly added, “I cum really easily now.”
“That's a good thing.”
“Yes it is. Now I almost always cum when I'm giving a guy a blow job in the parking lot behind Brad’s”
“That makes it even more fun for you.”
"It does.”
“Michael, I want to make you cum now. Close your eyes and imagine me sucking your cock.”
“No, I want to imagine you sucking another man's cock.”
“Really?”
“Tonight, talking with Danny and Scotty at Club Wanderlust, I realized that I'm a cuckold.”
“That's true, but technically you've been a cuckold since last August.”
“Yes, I understand that, but that's not what I'm talking about. Jeanne, I'm telling you that I enjoy being a cuckold. I enjoy being your cuckold. I want to be your cuckold.”
“Michael, close your eyes. Imagine Jack's big cock in my mouth. I'm sucking it.”
“His eyes are closed. It's obvious that he's enjoying your efforts.”
“Are you stroking your cock?”
“Yes.”
“Cum for me Michael. Cum for me while I make Jack cum?”
“Can you tell when he's getting close?”
“Yes, I can feel the tension building in his body.”
“Turn sideways for me. I want to watch him cum on your tits.”
"Really?"
"Are you turning back into a prude?"
Laughing, Jeanne said, "No, but I'm a little surprised. I never thought I'd hear you say that to me."
"This is from a woman who just told me she licked another man's ass tonight."
"You're right. We still have some work to do."
"Yes we do, now can we get back to the matter at hand?"
Jeanne giggled. "I think it should be matter at hands. I'm quite certain that mine is working every bit as vigorously as yours."
"So turn sideways. I want to watch Jack cum on your tits."
"I already have. I'm sideways. You can see everything."
"Is he cumming?"
"I feel his muscles tightening. Michael I love it when this happens. He's taking a deep breath. I'm pumping his big beautiful cock really hard and aiming it at my tits." There was a pause and then Jeanne said, "Yes, he just shot a big spurt of cum on my right breast."
"Keep pumping him."
"If you say so sir."
Chuckling, I said, “Sir?”
“That's my submissive side. He brings it out of me.”
That made me grin. I said, "Okay, tell me more. Give me details."
"He spurted three more times. My breasts are covered with his semen.”
Still pumping my cock, I closed my eyes. The wonderful sensation of warmth filled my loins and then I spurted.
Jeanne asked, “Michael, what's happening?”
I answered, “Your boyfriend just came all over your tits and I just did the same thing on my right hand.”
“Michael, that was wonderful. We just had phone sex. I've never done that before.”
“We kind of did it with Amy and Mel.”
“No with Amy and Mel it was different. I listened while the three of you did each other. This was you and I doing each other over the phone.”
“Actually it was me listening to you doing Jack.”
“Except Jack wasn't really here. This was phone sex.”
“Okay.”
“Michael, I can't wait until you get home. We're going to have so much fun together.”
“I'm leaving tomorrow.”
“If you leave tomorrow, when will you actually get home?”
“It's about 1700 miles from Fort Meyers to Minneapolis. I haven't packed yet, so I probably won't get out of the motel before 11:00 tomorrow morning. It gets dark early, so...”
“Baby I want you to get home, but promise me you won't drive after dark.”
“I promise, but that means I won't get in much more than three hundred miles tomorrow. That will leave me with about 1400 miles. 600 miles a day is my maximum, so you can expect to see me sometime Tuesday afternoon.”
Jeanne giggled, “Monday night I may go to Brady's. When I get home can I call you and tell you about it?”
“I would love that.”
“Michael, you'd better get to bed. You have a big weekend of driving ahead of you.”
“Yes I do. Good night Jeanne. I love you.”
“Goodnight Michael, I love you too. Drive carefully tomorrow.”
“I will.”
After we ended the call I showered and climbed into bed. As I fell asleep I was smiling. In the morning I was going home to my wonderful hot wife.
Mila
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