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It was a little after ten when Jeanne called. That meant it was a little after eleven for her. During the previous hour I'd started to get nervous because it was getting so late. I was concerned that Jeanne might have encountered some sort of difficulty. Amy and Mel kept reassuring me. They both maintained that Jeanne was most likely having a good time and wanted to prolong the evening. Rationally I knew they were correct, but I couldn't help myself. I was still anxious. I had the same problem when my daughters started dating.

When the telephone finally did ring Amy, Mel and I all smiled at each other and then Mel answered it. "Hello." The speaker was already on.

"Hi Mel, is everyone there?"

Amy said, "We're all here Jeanne."

"Michael, I'm sorry it's so late. I lost track of the time."

"That's okay."

Amy said, "He was worried."

"I'm sure he was. You should have seen him while Tricia was out on her first date."

Giggling, Mel said, "I'll bet he was a basket case."

"He was."

Amy said, "You must have had a good time tonight."

There was a pause and then in a subdued voice Jeanne answered, "I did."

I immediately noticed Jeanne's reticence. I glanced at Amy and Mel. They both looked puzzled. They'd noticed it too.

I said, "Jeanne, I sense there's something wrong. Did something bad happen tonight?"

"No Michael, everything was fine. I'm just tired."

"Jeanne we've been married for twenty-seven years. We know each other. You can tell when something is bothering me and I can tell when something is bothering you. Right now it's clear to me there's something bothering you."

"Sweetheart I'm afraid you'll misunderstand."

"Total honesty Jeanne, that's the only way we're going to be able to make this work."

"I know but..."

Amy gently asked, "Jeanne did you meet a really handsome man tonight?"

Reluctantly Jeanne admitted, "I did." And then she quickly added. "Michael, you don't need to worry, you really don't. It's still just sex. You're the only man I'll ever love and you'll still always be my favorite lover."

Mel placed her hand on my thigh. I looked at her. She smiled and said, "Michael, the fact that Jeanne's concerned about your feelings is proof that she loves you."

"I do Michael, I really do. I'll always love you."

I said, "Don't worry Jeanne, I know that. Tell us about the man you met tonight."

"Okay, his name was Jerry Clay" Jeanne's voice was still subdued.

Amy asked, "Where does he live? I assume he was in town for the trade show."

"Yes he was. He's from St. Louis. He's an engineer for a company that makes steel girders for bridges and large buildings."

Mel said, "He sounds interesting."

Starting to relax, Jeanne answered, "He was very interesting."

"How old is he?"

"47"

"Two years younger than you and Michael."

"That's right."

I understood and appreciated what Amy and Mel were doing. By asking easy questions about this man they were giving both Jeanne and me an opportunity to relax and get used to talking about him. I made a mental note to remember to do this whenever Jeanne returned home from a date with a new man.

Amy asked, "Is he married?"

"Yes."

"Does he have kids?"

"He has a boy and a girl. His daughter is a sophomore in college. His son is a senior in high school."

"So he's not interested in any kind of ongoing relationship."

"No he's just like me. He occasionally enjoys a little fun on the side, but that's all he wants."

Mel said, "You mentioned that he's handsome. Is he tall?"

"Yes, He told me he's six foot five."

"That is tall, is he fit?"

"He played small college basketball. He still plays in a league at the YMCA twice a week and he told me he runs three miles every morning."

"So he was lean and handsome."

"Yes he was."

Mel and Amy's questions were having their desired effect. I was relaxing and regaining my self confidence while Jeanne was becoming increasingly straightforward about her answers. Deciding it was time to get involved, I asked. "Jeanne, I assume you went to his hotel room with him."

"Yes Michael, I did. That was the plan."

"Yes it was." My excitement was beginning to trump my fears. Taking a deep breath I said, "I assume you let him fuck you."

Suddenly nervous again, Jeanne tentatively answered, "Yes, I did."

Ignoring, Jeanne's uneasiness I asked, "Was he good?" I was careful to keep my voice calm and pleasant.

"Yes Michael, he was." Jeanne’s voice was now a barely audible whisper.

Deciding that Jeanne needed reassurance I said, "It's okay. Amy, Mel and I have been talking about this. They told me it's inevitable that you're eventually going to meet men who are very good in bed."

"Michael, you'll always be my favorite."

"I know that Jeanne. It's okay, I'm still a little jealous, but that doesn't matter. I'll get over being jealous. What does matter is that I'm happy for you."

"You're happy for me?"

"Yes Jeanne, I love you. I'm glad you met some one who's outstanding in bed."

"Really?"

"Yes Jeanne."

"Michael, you don't have any reason to be jealous."

"I know that Jeanne, but those old attitudes are hard to shake."

"I understand."

"Don't worry, they're slowly disappearing. Did you have fun with..." I paused and asked, "Jerry Clay, that was his name, right?"

"Yes, Jerry Clay."

"Did you have fun with Jerry?"

"Michael, I really did."

"Did he have a big cock?"

Jeanne was silent. After a moment she said, "Yes Michael, he did." The reticence was back in Jeanne's voice.

I realized that Jeanne was once again worried about hurting my feelings. I considered trying to reassure her again, but then I decided the best way to reassure her was to continue discussing this in a relaxed, unemotional manner. I asked, "Did you enjoy sucking it?"

Jeanne shrieked, "Michael!"

"What?"

"I...You're not..."

"I'm not what? I'm not supposed to ask you that question?"

"Michael, I don't know. This is all so confusing. I don't know what to think. I wish I'd never started this."

Amy said, "Do you really believe that Jeanne?"

Jeanne was silent. After a moment she said, "I need to say something. Michael please let me finish before you try to respond, all right?"

"Okay."

"Jerry's cock was at least eight inches long and it was thick. In San Francisco I mentioned that I'd been with a man who had a large cock and I didn't enjoy it. I now understand why. The man I was with before was young. He was clumsy and self centered. When he tried to fuck me he jammed his cock into me. I wasn't prepared for it and it hurt. Jerry was larger than that guy, but when he started fucking me he was patient and graceful. He entered me slowly. He gave me an opportunity to get used to his size. When he did start fucking me I was ready for him and it was amazing. Jerry was a virtuoso in bed and his huge cock was wonderful."

A surge of jealousy stabbed at my gut. Mel was watching me. She gave my thigh a firm squeeze and whispered, "Listen to her Michael, she's not finished."

Jeanne said, "Mel's right Michael, I'm not finished and I beg you to keep listening to me."

"All right."

"Jerry was a talented partner. While sex with him was exciting, amazingly exciting, it wasn't as exciting as the sex I enjoyed with you in San Francisco. Michael, with Jerry or for that matter any of the other men I date, sex is a purely physical act. With you there is so much more. Of course we love each other and that alone makes it better, but there's still more. You're my friend and my soul mate. In San Francisco we talked, we used our imaginations, we explored our fantasies together. I can't do that with any man but you. Michael, big cocks are fun. I realize that now and I have to be honest with you. I am going to want to experience more of them, but you will always be my most exciting sex partner."

Jeanne paused. After a moment she said, "You're every bit as graceful and patient as Jerry was and I love your cock. It's not as big as Jerry's, but it's still wonderful and you have something extra, something that neither Jerry nor any other man I date will ever have. You have a bond with me, a bond that promotes trust and sharing. Michael you will always be my most exciting lover because we enjoy each other, we know each other and we care about each other. I feel like I can safely reveal all of my fantasies to you and I think you feel the same way about me. That allows us to share them with each other."

Jeanne took a second to think and then she said, "Yes, I do occasionally enjoy a man like Trent, a man who treats me like a slut, but I could never trust one of those men. The personality traits that make them exciting preclude trust and sharing. I found you twenty-seven years ago. You are my treasure and I promise you that I will do everything I can to keep from losing you. That includes giving up this lifestyle if it turns out that it's necessary. There, that's what I needed to say."

"Thank you for telling me that. We've discussed this before, but this is an area where I'm going to need a lot of reassurance."

"I understand."

"It's funny."

"What?"

"When I imagine you with a man like Jerry, a man who's a well endowed, skilled lover, I have several contradictory reactions. I'm jealous, I know you're telling me that I don't have any reason to be jealous, but I can't help it, I still am."

Amy said, "Years of conditioning."

I nodded and then I continued. "I'm also envious."

Jeanne asked, "Why are you envious?"

"I wish I had a big cock so I could drive you wild when we fuck."

"You do drive me wild when we fuck."

"Because you love me, but I'd like to be able to do what Jerry did for you tonight."

Mel said, "Michael, I love Amy and she loves me. She's my favorite sex partner and I'm confident that I'm her favorite sex partner."

Amy smiled at her. "You certainly are."

Mel continued. "We're both bisexual. We both love cocks. When I watch you fuck Amy I see her enjoying a pleasure that I can never give her. Yes, we have strap on dildos. You've watched us use them. They're not the same as the real thing. Nothing can replace a real cock.

Amy said, "But Mel is still my favorite and most exciting sex partner. If she asked me to do it, I'd give up cocks for the rest of my life."

"I would never do that. I love Amy. I want her to enjoy every pleasure the world has to offer. That includes real cocks, so I love watching you fuck Amy and when she has a client like Ken Denton I love hearing her tell me about the fun she had with him. Jeanne, do you get jealous when you hear us talk about having sex with Michael?"

"I'm sure you remember that I got very jealous when I first learned he was staying with you. You're dancers and professional escorts. Michael if you want to talk about insecurity try being a woman whose husband is living with two strippers."

Amy, Mel and I smiled.

Jeanne continued. "Then I thought about it. First I recognized that considering everything I've done during the last few months it would be outrageously hypocritical of me to be jealous about Michael's relationship with the two of you."

"Jeanne, you've never had any reason to be jealous. I'll always love..."My voice trailed off.

Amy and Mel burst out laughing. I could hear Jeanne laughing too.

Feeling chagrined, I said, "Yeah okay, I get it. That's exactly what you're telling me."

Jeanne said, "Michael honey, there's something that's even more important."

Amy said, "Tell us Jeanne. I think Mel and I know what it is and it is important. In fact it's what really matters."

Mel was nodding in agreement.

"Michael, right now you're living on a ranch just north of Tucson Arizona with two exotic dancers who used to be expensive escorts in Las Vegas. Do you realize how many men would envy you if they knew about your current living situation? You're going to have fond memories of this time you're spending with Mel and Amy for the rest of your life. I love you. How could I possibly want to stop you from having this experience."

I remembered what Charles Montgomery told me in my office on that Saturday I walked in on Jeanne and Derek Fischer in our bedroom. He said, "Michael during the days before her getaways Edith was actually giddy with excitement. It's fun to see the woman you love that happy."

I smiled. For the first time I actually understood what Charles was trying to tell me. Suddenly feeling very good, I said, "Jeanne."

"Yes Michael."

"Tell me about the fun you had with Jerry Clay tonight and please don't be shy about it. I love you. You had a memorable experience. I want you to share it with me."

Mel said, "Jeanne, before you start telling us about your date I want to ask you a question."

"Go ahead Mel."

"Do you still ever get Jealous about Michael's relationship with us?"

"No Mel, I don't."

"Do you understand why you don't."

"Of course. I gotten to know you. Now you and Amy aren't just Michael's friends, you're my friends too." She chuckled. "I will admit that occasionally I'm envious."

I asked, "Why?"

"The three of you are having so much fun. I want to be there too."

Mel said, "I'm certain that eventually a time will come when all four of us are together. Amy and I are looking forward to it as much as you are."

"I hope so, I really do." Jeanne paused for a moment and then she said, "But Michael this is important. I know you have to be away right now and I understand why, but there is a drawback to it. When you're away the men I'm dating are surreal figures to you. In your mind they're at least partially shaped by your fears and insecurities. If you met Trent you wouldn't be concerned about him at all. Baby he's a complete dufuss. He's good in bed, but his attributes end there. That's fine with me because all I want is a guy who's good in bed."

"When you first told me about him you said you found him interesting."

"I did and on a very superficial level I still do. Trent has all the sophistication of a high school football star. There's an arrogance about him that at this time in my life excites me, but only for sex. Trent and I never go out to dinner. I can't imagine having to make conversation with him for an entire meal." Jeanne chuckled. "But he sure does know how to make me act like a slut."

"What about Jerry Clay?"

"I think he's more like Amy and Mel. He's fun and interesting. You and I could both become friends with him."

"Me?"

"Why not. I've become friends with Amy and Mel. Michael, Jerry Clay isn't anymore interested in stealing me from you than Amy and Mel are interested in stealing you from me. If he lived here I could easily imagine a situation where the three of us went out for dinner."

"The three of us?"

"That's right, the three of us. We'd have dinner together and after dinner we'd go back to our house. Jerry and I would go into Tricia's old room and fuck while you watched television in the den. After Jerry leaves you and I would continue the fun in our bedroom. It could be a really exciting evening."

"I don't know Jeanne, I'm not sure I'm ready for..."

"Actually Jerry's pretty open minded. I'm fairly certain he'd be willing to let you come into Tricia's room and watch."

Next to me, Mel whispered, "You'd like that, wouldn't you. I'd like it too. If I was there I'd sit next to you. We could watch together."

Amy said, "Hey, what about me. I want to watch too."

Giggling, Jeanne said, "This is getting kinky. I really like that."

Shaking my head, I said, "The three of you are going to turn me into a total pervert."

Amy said, "No honey, you're already a pervert. We're just bringing it out of you."

Jeanne said, "Baby relax, let go. Believe me, being a pervert is fun. I'm enjoying every minute of it."

Next to me, Mel said, "Take it from a couple of old whores, she's right."

I smiled and then I asked, "Jeanne I know it's getting a late, but if you're not too tired I'd still like to hear a little bit about your date."

"That's why I called Michael. I really do want to share my new life with you. I was nervous tonight. I was afraid you might be hurt if I was completely honest about the fun I had with Jerry, but I still called. I didn't want to hide it from you."

"I appreciate that Jeanne. I think tonight has been good for us. My confidence is growing. Originally I'd just hoped to reach a point where I could tolerate our new life, now I think I might be able to enjoy it."

"Michael, that's the first time you've called it our new life. In the past you're always referred to it as my new life. That makes me happy. I want it to be our new life."

"I want that too Jeanne."

"I'm so glad."

"Jeanne, I gather you really enjoyed Jerry's cock tonight."

"I did."

"Tell me about it."

Giggling, Jeanne said, "A year ago I never would have imagined you asking me to tell you about another man's cock."

"A lot's changed in the last year."

"Yes it has. Okay, Jerry's cock. It was big. I figured that out while we were still sitting at the table in the bar."

Mel asked, "Were you sitting with Ruth and Abby at the time?"

"Yes."

"Did Ruth and Abby have men sitting with them too?"

"Yes all three of us paired up quickly."

Smiling, Mel said, "So while you were conversing with four other people you were playing with Jerry's cock under the table. I love it."

"It was really slutty, wasn't it."

"But you loved it, didn't you Jeanne."

"Yes Michael, I really did."

"Where was David?" Mel asked the question, but I was also wondering about it and I was certain Amy was too.

"He was sitting at the bar watching."

"Was Ruth flirting with her man?"

"Yes and she was so excited. Michael, Ruth is just as big a slut as Abby and me."

Nodding, Amy said, "I thought that might turn out to be the case."

Mel asked, "what was her guy's name?"

"Rob."

"Do you think she was playing with Rob's cock under the table?"

"I'm sure she was."

Amy grinned. "While her husband was sitting at the bar watching. That is so hot."

I asked, "Jeanne, were you excited when you felt Jerry's cock and realized how big it was?"

"I was. Michael I'm so glad we had this conversation. I was really worried about this. As you know my first experiences with well endowed men weren't very satisfying, but both Abby and Ruth are size queens. They've been telling me that if a guy can be patient a really big cock can be amazingly fun." Jeanne paused and asked, "Do you know what size queen means?"

"Yes, it's a term that describes a woman who has preference for large cocks. Is Ruth really a size queen?"

"Oh yes, even more than Abby. Ruth has told us a lot about her life before she met David. She was a real slut."

"I thought so." Amy was smiling.

"Does David know she's a size queen?"

"Yes Michael, he does. It excites him."

"I have to admit that knowing you're a size queen excites me too."

"While I'm both happy and relieved to hear that I think it excites David for different reasons than it excites you."

"What do you mean?"

"Michael, you're a voyeur. For you, the image of me sucking a big cock arouses you."

"It does."

"David is a voyeur too, so that image also arouses him, but for him there's an additional excitement."

"What is it?"

"Will you promise to try to understand?"

"Yes, of course I will."

"David is a lot like Paul. He's a submissive masochist."

"Okay, I understand."

Mel looked at me. "Do you understand? David is your friend. This is important."

"I get it, I really do. The humiliation he gets from knowing that another man might be better able to satisfy his wife excites him. Mel, you and Amy are wonderful teachers. You've taught me many things, but most importantly you've taught me to accept, no to celebrate, the myriad of sexual desires that excite each of us. If my old friend gets off on a little sexual humiliation that's his business." I paused to consider what I'd just said and then shaking my head I said, "No actually, it's my business too. He's my friend. I should be happy for him."

Amy said, "Mel, our friend is learning."

Mel answered, "Yes he is."

Jeanne said, "The two of you have been wonderful teachers for both of us."

Mel mumbled, "Thank you Jeanne. You and Michael have been good for us too." And then in a clearer voice she added, "Enough of this. Let's get back to the seamy stuff. I want to hear more about Jerry Clay's cock."

Nodding, Amy said, "I agree."

I understood. Both Mel and Amy were insecure about accepting praise. That made me love them even more. And yes, I did love them. Differently than I loved Jeanne, but I loved them.

Jeanne also understood. Without comment, she said, "When I discovered how big Jerry was I got so excited that I could barely contain myself. I actually considered unzipping his pants so I could take out his cock."

Laughing, I said, "I'm glad you managed to control that urge. I could be flying home right now to bail you out of jail."

"I believe I may have just found a way to get you to come home."

"Jeanne, don't..."

"Don't worry Michael, I wouldn't do that. I understand why you're away. I don't want you to come home until you're ready."

"Thank you."

"Let's get back to Jerry's cock." Mel was smiling.

"It was big and I liked Jerry. I was hoping he might be the man who could introduce me to the pleasure of big cocks that both Abby and Ruth had been extolling."

"I gather he was that man."

"Yes Michael, he was."

Abby said, "Tell us about it."

"We chatted for a little while. A guy can't just say, let's go to my hotel room."

I said, "You were playing with his cock under the table. That's not a subtle message."

Mel said, "Michael honey, there's still a protocol that has to be followed. Especially when there are other people seated at the table."

"I see."

Jeanne continued. "Abby and her date were the first to leave."

Amy said, "That makes sense. She's the most experienced at this."

"Ruth and her date left next."

Mel said, "She's the next most experienced."

"She is. I'm still a novice at this."

I said, "You've acquired some experience at Brady's."

"There's a different protocol at Brady's. Everyone is in a hurry to get home to their spouses. There isn't much time for social niceties."

"I see."

"Anyway, Jerry and I left right after Ruth and Rob."

"Was David still sitting at the bar?"

"Yes Amy, he was, but I think he left shortly after us. That was the plan. Going to a guys hotel room takes longer than a quick trip out to a car. David was supposed to wait for Ruth at home."

"Where was Jerry staying."

"The Calvert."

"Very nice." Turning to Mel and Amy, I said, "The Calvert is the city's finest hotel."

Amy smiled. "It's always nice to go first class."

"Damn right." Mel was nodding in agreement.

Jeanne said, "Michael, there's something I have to tell you."

"Okay."

"when we walked to the hotel Jerry took my hand. I let him do it."

"So you walked to his hotel holding hands."

"Yes, I'm sorry Michael. I was excited. I wasn't thinking."

"Did you enjoy it?"

Sighing, Jeanne answered, "Yes I did. I really am sorry."

"It's okay. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"But..."

"I know, I was upset when I found out you held Derek Fischer's hand in the Kennsington Grill."

"Yes."

"That was a long time ago."

"It was only a few months."

"A lot has happened in those few months. I now feel much more secure about your love for me."

"I'm sorry I caused you to doubt it."

"We've laid that issue to rest. It's part of the past. I'd prefer to talk about the future."

"Okay."

"Jeanne, I know how much you enjoy holding hands. You find it exciting."

"I do."

"We talked about this is San Francisco."

"I know, but I'm so worried about hurting you again."

"You've rebuilt enough trust that holding hands with a date doesn't concern me anymore."

"Are you sure."

"Jeanne, I'm not only sure, I want you to do it. You enjoy it. I suspect it's an exciting part of foreplay for you."

"It is Michael and that's all it is."

"I know that Jeanne, so feel free to hold hands with your dates. It's just fun."

"Thank you Michael."

"Okay, so you and Jerry are walking to the Calvert Hotel holding hands. Tell us more."

Mel said, "Yes, we want to hear every bit of it. we're just getting to the good part."

"We had to be discreet while we were walking through the lobby of the Calvert."

Chuckling, I said, "I'm sure. That's a staid old hotel."

"We never had that problem in Las Vegas. That city doesn't have any staid old hotels." Mel was giggling.

"It certainly doesn't. Discretion is not paramount in Las Vegas." Amy was giggling too.

"We'll we were discreet." Jeanne giggled. "Until we got into the elevator."

I asked, "what happened in the elevator?"

"Jerry took me in his arms and kissed me hard on the lips. He turned into an animal. His hands were all over me. I was wearing a low cut peasant blouse without a bra. He pulled it down, exposed my left breast and started rolling my nipple between his fingertips. At the same time his other hand slipped down to my rear. He pulled my skirt up to my waist. I wasn't wearing panties. He pressed his fingers into the crack of my ass and started rubbing my asshole."

"In the elevator?"

"That's right Michael, in the elevator."

"That made you feel slutty, didn't it."

"Michael, it was so nasty. I was so hot I thought I might melt."

Mel leaned over, unbuckled my belt, pulled my zipper down, opened my trousers and took out my erect cock. "Jeanne, I have your husband's cock out he's rock hard."

"Baby, I wish we were together right now. We could be having so much fun."

Amy said, "You'd both be naked. You could be sitting on Michael's face playing with his cock while he kissed and licked you pussy and your ass."

"Would you like that sweetheart? Would you enjoy doing that while I told you about a date?"

Breathless with excitement, I answered, "Very much."

Now stroking my cock, Mel asked, "Jeanne, what happened when you got to Jerry's room?"

"He started kissing and fondling me again, only this time I unzipped his pants and took out his cock."

"It was big."

"Amy, it was incredible."

"Did you play with it?"

"Yes Michael, I did, but only for a minute or two. You know what I really wanted."

Smiling, I said, "You wanted to suck it."

"Michael, I'm such a whore. I did. I couldn't wait to get Jerry's big beautiful cock in my mouth."

"What did you do?"

"I stared into his eyes, licked my lips and told him I wanted to suck his cock."

"I'll bet he loved that."

"He did. He pushed me to my knees and then he unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor. I pulled his boxers down. His big beautiful cock was right in front of my face. I held it in both hands. Every nerve in my body was tingling."

Amy slid off the couch. Kneeling at my feet, she took off my shoes and socks while Mel pushed my already unfastened pants down to my ankles. After pulling my trousers and boxers off Amy positioned herself between my legs. Then Mel wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock while Amy slipped it into her warm moist mouth. I closed my eyes and imagined Jeanne kneeling in front of Jerry Clay, his huge cock directly in front of her face.

Mel said, "Jeanne, Amy is now sucking Michael's cock. His eyes are closed. I'm pretty sure he's picturing you and Jerry."

"Are you Michael? Are you imagining me kneeling in front of Jerry?"

"Yes Jeanne, I am."

"What do you want me to do Michael?"

I smiled. This had suddenly turned into a kinky sex game and I was loving it. Nearly bursting with excitement, I said, "Jeanne, I want you to suck Jerry's cock."

"That's what I did Michael. I kissed Jerry's cock and then while I rubbed it against my lips I slowly slipped it into my mouth. I sucked him and licked him and sucked him some more. I felt his muscles tighten. He whispered to me that he was going to cum."

Mel said, "He was a gentleman."

"Yes he was."

I asked, "What did you do?"

"I took his cock out of my mouth and held it in front of my face while I masturbated him."

"You wanted him to cum on your face."

"I did. I was excited and feeling slutty. Was that okay?"

"Of course it was. Did he do it?"

"Oh yes, he shot big spurts of cum on my nose and cheeks. He got some eyes. He even got some in my hair."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Michael, it was so nasty. I loved it."

"Then I'm glad you did it. It's just fun."

"It is Michael, it really is."

Amy was still sucking my cock, but she was a pro. Every time she felt me starting to lose control she backed off and let me regain my composure. I was fairly certain she could keep that going for the entire conversation with Jeanne. That was fine with me.

Mel asked, "So what happened next?"

"I went into the bathroom. After I washed my face I took off my clothes. When I returned from the bathroom Jerry was lying naked on his bed. He'd pulled the covers down. I lay down next to him. We kissed. While we kissed we fondled each other. Jerry explored my body. He played with my breasts and rubbed my cunt. I was wet, dripping wet. He finger fucked me and then he rubbed my clit. I had a small orgasm."

Giggling Mel said, "This is hot." I noticed that she'd opened her Jeans. Her fingers were inside her panties. I could see them moving.

Amy was still sucking my cock.

Jeanne laughed. "Mel, it was so hot."

"Tell us what happened next." Mel's fingers were moving more vigorously.

"I had my fingers wrapped around Jerry's cock. I could feel it starting to grow. I slipped down the bed and started sucking him again. Michael, I could have sucked him all night."

"You enjoyed his big cock?"

"Yes I did."

"I'm glad you met him."

"Are you? Are you really?"

"Yes, you had fun. I love you. I want you to have fun."

"Thank you Michael."

"How long did you suck him this time?"

"Just until he got hard again. He wanted to fuck me. I wanted it too, but I have to admit I was a little apprehensive."

"Because of your previous experiences with big cocks."

"Yes."

"It must have gone well."

"It did. Once Jerry was hard he sat up. When I started to lie down so he could get on top of me, he stopped me. He told me that because of his size his wife always starts on top. That allows her to set the pace and get used to his cock."

"Did you do that?"

"Yes and it was the perfect way to start. I got on top of Jerry and slowly sat down on his cock. He never moved. Once I had all of him inside me I sat still while he played with my breasts. Micheal, his big cock felt so good inside me. It was wonderful."

"I'm glad."

Amy still had my cock in her mouth. Next to me, Mel was still playing with herself, but her fingers were moving slower as she listened to Jeanne.

"After a minute or two I started moving, slowly at first, but as I became more confident about handling Jerry's cock I started moving faster. Jerry responded by moving his hips in time to my movements, but he was still allowing me to dictate the pace. Michael, it felt so good. It wasn't long before I was completely relaxed and we were fucking with abandon."

I asked, "How long did you stay on top? I know you prefer it when your partners on top."

"You're right, I do. After about ten minutes I was feeling confident so I leaned over and told Jerry that I wanted him on top." Jeanne giggled. "I didn't have to ask him twice. He rolled me over on my back, climbed on top of me and pinned me to the bed."

Mel said, "Oh baby, you must have loved that."

"I did. Jerry pushed his cock into me. I was now loose and wet enough that he slid right in. He waited for a moment to make sure I was alright and then he started fucking me. Michael it was incredible. He started slowly, but gradually he increased his tempo. After a couple of minutes he was fucking me hard and fast. I wrapped my legs around his hips and started fucking him back. It was raw lust. I had two orgasms."

"He was good."

"He was. He lasted for almost a half hour. By the time he finally came we were both exhausted. We lay quietly together for a few minutes. After we cleaned up and got dressed Jerry walked me to my car."

Mel smiled. "He was a gentleman."

"Yes he was."

Suddenly I felt Amy intensify her efforts. At the same time Mel took her hand out of her panties, reached over and wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock again. I understood immediately. Jeanne was finished telling us about her evening with Jerry Clay. It was time for me to cum.

I relaxed, closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure Amy and Mel were giving me. It wasn't long before I felt the tingling of pleasure building in my loins. I was excited. I'd been excited all day. Now that excitement and the corresponding tension was about to be released. The sensations of pleasure Amy was creating with her mouth were so intense that they were nearly painful and then the damn burst. A wave of ecstasy rolled through my body. Amy continued sucking me. Mel maintained her grasp on the base of my cock.

I laughed. It was a physical response to the pleasure I was experiencing.

Jeanne asked, "what's happening."

Mel answered, "Amy just sucked off your sweetie. He's been a little tense today. He popped pretty good."

Giggling, Jeanne said, "Thank you Amy and Mel. Michael, I'm so glad you met these two women."

Still giddy with excitement, I said, "Believe me Jeanne, I am too."

It was late. All four of us were tired, especially Jeanne. We said our good nights and I love yous and ended the call.

As we walked upstairs to the bedroom I said, "Thank you for everything you did today. I really appreciate it."

Mel gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "You're welcome sweetheart. When we get into the bedroom we intend to give you an ample opportunity to express your appreciation."

Laughing Amy said, "Yup, we intend to give that beautiful cock of yours a chance to do a whole lot of appreciating. By the time we go to sleep tonight you're going to understand just how much effort it takes to make two old hookers happy."

By the time we went to sleep I did understand.

We spent the next day at Danny's Lounge. While Mel and Amy danced on the stage and entertained men with lap dances I worked on financial portfolios in the dancer's dressing room. As usual it was work that I enjoy in an atmosphere that kept me constantly stimulated.

When we returned to Mel and Amy's that afternoon I checked my email. We had a message from Ruth. It was time for cocktails on the veranda so I helped Amy make three brandy Manhattans while Mel prepared an appetizer of guacamole, salsa and chips for us.

As soon as we were settled on the veranda I opened Ruth's email.

"Dear Michael, Amy and Mel

Michael, the office continues to function, but Jason and I miss you. So does Bernie Kyle. While he's never met you, he's heard us talk about you so much that he feels like he knows you. He really has turned out to be a fine young man. Jason and I both hope that when you return you can find a way to keep him employed with the firm.

I talked to Jeanne this morning so I know you talked to her last night after she got home from our evening out. Apparently she found a very exciting man. I also gather you were happy for her. I was pleased to hear that. This really is just the satisfaction of physical lust in its purest form and nothing more. Jeanne will always love you and I will always love David.

Yes, David and I are now fully committed to the cuckold hot wife lifestyle. When I first heard about Jeanne's new life I was envious, but I felt it was prudent to wait until our children were out of the house before I started dabbling in it. I was also concerned about whether or not David could really be happy while I was dating other men. After our recent experiences I'm now confident that we can pursue this life style without disrupting our home environment and David is now not only happy about it, he is enthusiastically embracing it."

Mel said, "It sounds to me like David and Ruth must have had a pretty good night last night too."

Nodding, Amy said, "It certainly does. This is definitely encouraging."

I took a sip of my Manhattan and continued reading.

"Amazingly, David seems to have enjoyed last night every bit as much as I did and believe me, I had a very good time."

Laughing, Amy said, "I guess that removes any doubt about our last conjecture."

Mel and I both smiled. I continued reading.

"Jeanne wasn't the only one who found an exciting man. I did too. His name was Rob Dayton. He was 31 and very handsome. He's a salesman for a company that makes power tools. He lives in Atlanta, Georgia. Like Jeanne's date, he was also well endowed."

Mel burst out laughing, "This must have been a trade show for big dick builders."

Amy nodded, "Yup, a monster cock rally."

"I wish we could have been there."

Giggling, Amy said, "We should have expected this. Ruth did say her date sells power tools"

"We have to get that company's catalog." Mel was still laughing.

Rolling my eyes, I continued reading.

"Omg Michael, I'd forgotten how much fun it was to party with a guy with a big cock. I suppose I should clarify that. I think Jeanne has told you that before I met David I was a bit of a slut. There's more. I was a size queen. Jeanne told me you talked about this last night, so you know what that means.

David is minimally endowed. I love him. He's my best friend, a wonderful husband and father and the love of my life. I wouldn't trade him for a thousand big cocks, but it was fun to get to enjoy one again last night."

And I did. Rob wore me out. I'm really not sure how many orgasms I had. For a while it seemed like I just kept cumming."

"That girl had a good night." Mel was grinning.

Amy made a fanning gesture in front of her face with her hands. "A nonstop orgasm, every sluts dream."

Both of them giggled.

I continued reading.

"Afterward, on my way home, I started to get nervous. I wasn't sure what I should tell David. While I didn't want to lie him, I didn't want to make him feel insecure or inadequate either. Jeanne told me she had a similar concern about you.

When I got home David was waiting for me. As soon as I was inside the house he took me in his arms, kissed me and told me how much he loved me. That made me feel more confident. The kids were both in their rooms, so before David and I retired to our bedroom I stopped in to see each of them.

The moment we were in our bedroom David and I attacked each other. We were both so excited. David wanted to know everything. As we were taking off our clothes he asked me if Rob had a big cock. I was expecting that question. I was nervous, but I told David the truth. He kissed me and told me he was hoping he would. That made me so happy. Once we were both naked we got on the bed. I lay down with my head propped up on two pillows. David lay between my legs. He gave me head while I told him about everything Rob and I did in his hotel room. I had two more orgasms.

Once I was finished telling David everything we switched places. I gave him a long slow blow job while he told me how happy he was that I'd been able to enjoy a big cock and how much he wanted me to continue partying with other men.

When he orgasmed I kept him in my mouth. I'll only do that for David. He's my husband, the love of my life. I want him to know that there are some things that will always be just for him."

"Amy said, "Jeanne does that for you too."

Mel added, "Because she loves you just like Ruth loves David."

I smiled at both of them and then I finished reading Ruth's email.

After David finished cumming he pulled me up on top of him and kissed me. We shared his semen and then I rolled off of him and lay by his side. He pulled the covers up over us, put his arm around me and held me tightly to him. I felt so safe and secure. While Rob was fun, nobody but David would ever be able to make me feel like that.

I hope you, Amy and Mel are well. Everyone sends their love.

Love,

Ruth"

As I set my computer on the table next to me, Mel said, "Whew, that was one hot email. That last part got me all squishy. I need a little release before we have dinner."

Amy stood up. "Me too, lets go upstairs for a rodeo fuck."

Mel popped out of her chair. "A rodeo fuck, that's an outstanding idea. Do you want to start out as the horse or a rider?"

"I wanna be the horse first." Amy was already walking through the door to the living room."

Turning to me, Mel said, "Come on Michael. Rodeo fucking is fun. We're going to start out as the riders. You get to fuck Amy while I sit on her face and pull on her nipples. You have to watch my fingers because the harder I pull, the faster you have to go."

Grinning, I stood up and followed Mel and Amy into the house. While I'd never experienced a rodeo fuck, all of Mel and Amy's sex games were exciting. I had to believe that rodeo fucking would be too.

I was right.

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