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Wednesday, Dec 27, 2028

“I think…”

I’d done a lot of thinking, most of the night. I hadn’t been able to sleep for thinking about Addie and Victoria’s Secret, wanting her to model a new maternity line, maybe even on TV, their annual special?

I was about to say… but then thought better of it, “But what about you, sweet, do you want to do it? Really want to?”

She hesitated for a minute. We were still laying in bed, before the kids got up, were going to have another busy day. But first, this.

“I don’t want to leave the kids that long… or you…”

She left a lot unsaid, but didn’t leave any doubt in my mind, the way she’d said that. “It’s an opportunity of a lifetime, you want to, don’t you?”

She nodded, her face almost in tears, “Yes,” was barely audible.

“I think then, you should do it,” I told her.

“The kids?”

A long-ago memory, I hadn’t thought about for years, but indelible, the kind of thing that’s always there, tucked away in the recesses of my mind since long before Adriana, “When I was a kid, around our kids’ age, maybe a little older, my dad had to go away for a long time. Know what I remember about it?”

It’s a rhetorical question, of course she doesn’t. “I don’t even remember him being gone, how long, where he was - nothing. I’m sure Mom prob’ly told me, but I don’t remember any of that. My only real memory of it was him coming home, how excited I was to see him. We drove to Boise and met him at the airport. I remember how excited I was on the trip, then running to Dad when I saw him.”

Addie was watching me intently, getting the gist of the story. “It’ll be a month, maybe two at the most. They won’t like it, neither will I. But like me when I was little, their lasting memory will be Mommy coming home, not the time you’re gone… they’ll be okay. I’ll be okay.”

Addie was quiet, so I went on, “And the stores, you have good managers, they’ll be fine for a couple months…”

She kissed me, tears in her eyes, “You’re wonderful, you know that?”

I guessed the decision had been made, “When will you leave?” I asked her.

She frowned, “That’s a little problem. Tawns said they’d want me there Tuesday morning, so I’ll have to leave on the first.”

I frowned, New Year’s Day, day after Nicki’s wedding. “Guess we better get you an airline ticket, huh?”

She nodded. “Something else, too… I’m going to call Nick, tell him it’s over. I don’t see how it can’t be, I’ll be gone almost till the baby’s born.”

That’s going to be hard for her. I know, just from my recent experience with Ginger. “How’s he going to take that… guess the better question is how are you going to?”

She looked nearly in tears, “I’m going to miss him, I like him… a lot.”

“Friends… think you and him can just be friends?”

“I don’t know… it’s going to be so hard.” Yeah, I’ve seen her with him. It’s been pretty damned hot.

“I think…” I started to say, pausing to think, “while you’re gone, we both need to be good… except,” with a smile on my face, “when I can go visit… then we be really nasty. Together.”

Addie smiled back at me, “You sure? I was going to suggest to Kayla…”

“No,” I interrupted, “no Kayla, no anybody besides you and me.”

She rubbed her tummy, “You know how I am when I’m pregnant, and posing in lingerie… might be a long time in-between.” She hesitated, “But I know we can do it.” She was probably thinking the same thing I was, that month-plus that Samuel had demanded. We’ve already proven we can do it ―but knew how damned hard it was going to be.

“Mommy, I’m hungry,” Katie came bursting into our bedroom, demanding breakfast. Some things are just more important.

After breakfast, Addie called Tanya and told her we’d decided that she was going to interview for the modeling job.

Then the kids. How to tell them their mother was going to be gone for nearly two months.

Katie and Kevin were in Katie’s room, side-by-side, on her bed, their Boxcar Children book open and Katie making up the story as she turned the pages, telling it to Kevin.

“Kids, Mommy and Daddy have something to discuss with you, you got a minute?” Addie asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

I sat on the opposite side, and Addie and I exchanged a look of nervousness, both of us trying to hide it from the kids.

“How would you like,” Addie began, “for Mommy to maybe be on television?”

Kev perked right up, “You mean like we were for the store?” he asked excitedly.

We both laughed, “Well, sort of, except this would be all over the country…”

By the time we left their room, they weren’t so happy that Mom was going to be gone but excited that she was going to be famous. And we promised Daddy would take them to see her in the big city, maybe even to Disneyland. That got their attention, big time.

Our next three days were busy. The stores are always busy the week after Christmas, a very good thing for us, and Dani making arrangements to be gone January and February. One thing she sure wasn’t going to miss in LA was this incessant cold. It had been hovering between zero and minus ten, with nearly a foot of snow on the ground. Our kids were loving it. I’d have thought it would have slowed the stores down, but it hadn’t.

One thing Addie did was to call Michelle Romanoski, Tanya’s agent in Seattle. She was expecting the call, Tanya having told her the situation. They agreed that Michelle would represent Addie in the chance that VS did want to use her. It would cost fifteen-percent, but as Tanya said, would be more than worth it.

Sunday, it started to warm up, the first day above zero since Christmas. It was up to four degrees that morning. Addie complained that they hadn’t anticipated the cold when picking out bridesmaid dresses for Nicki’s wedding. Kevin and I put on our new suits (I thought about wearing the outfit Kayla helped me buy for that first date with Ginger, but my memories were still a bit too sensitive―plus, Addie vetoed it). Kevin was a proud and handsome little man in his new suit, matching Daddy’s.

Addie packed hers and Katie’s dresses in a garment bag to put on at the Church. Earlier in the week, Kayla had helped Addie with some minor alterations to fit her baby bump. I’d never known that Kayla was a seamstress along with her other talents. Even then, I still hadn’t seen Addie’s dress.

The wedding was at three, and Addie was supposed to be there by noon to get dressed and pictures. I took a Boxcar Children book to read to Kevin while we waited.

Nicki’s wedding was going to be in a beautiful little Church just on the outskirts of Mountain Home with a perfect view of the white Sawtooth Mountains in the background. It reminded me of the day we drove the Jeep to the Hanson Lakes, Addie wearing her micro-bikini and jumping into the water off that bluff, that young couple watching. How beautiful those lakes would be now under the heavy blanket of white snow. It made me want to invest in a snowmobile to go there. Not this year, maybe next.

Not that that had anything to do with Nicki’s wedding, the beauty just made my mind wander for a little bit.

I helped carry Addie’s things inside, and she and Katie disappeared down the basement. There were several other people milling around, no one I knew, so Kev and I sat in a corner with his book.

All our stores closed that day as Addie’s managers and several of her employees were planning to attend, even Susan and John, who now lived in the Tri-Cities. Thankfully, the snow had been on the ground long enough that roads were cleared and graveled. A lot of packed snow, but that’s just normal this time of year, so no one thought much about it. And it was still fresh enough to be beautiful.

We were there probably an hour when Samuel, Jonah, and another guy came in, all dressed up in their fancy black tuxedos, along with a beautiful woman wearing a short, red dress. I recognized her but couldn’t place her name. Samuel led his entourage over to where Kev and I were sitting, “Hey, man,” his smile was a mile wide, “you know my friend, Jonah, I presume?” Jonah extended his arm and we shook hands.

“We met, once, in Reno, then talked several times,” I felt like I knew him closely with all the one-way conversations over his virtual reality glasses.

“Glad to meet you… in a little different atmosphere,” he smiled, introducing the woman beside him, “This is Ashanti… lion tamer,” I guess referring that she’d tamed her ‘lion’ who was standing alongside, holding her hand.

Then I remembered. She was undoubtedly the most beautiful black woman I’d ever seen. No wonder she’d been able to tame her lion of a man. It was her that was my inspiration for sending Tanya’s picture to Playboy. Hell, she should send hers, too. She let go of Jonah’s hand long enough to extend it to me. “You know if it hadn’t been for your wife, I’d never had met this beautiful lady, so Samuel and I both have a lot to be thankful to her for,” Jonah told me.

“Addie ― Shanice enjoyed that time, a lot, I think,” I told him.

“Nah, let’s just call her Adriana, or Addie, from now on. Think ‘Shanice’ is in the past.”

“And this is Royce,” Samuel introduced his other friend, “another Navy Seal.”

We shook hands and I congratulated Samuel on his upcoming marriage. He was all smiles, clearly a man in love. I was happy for him, especially after the tragedy of losing his first wife so suddenly. I can’t even imagine how that must have been. And Lily would have a mom. And Livvy a dad. Good things can happen to people.

The trio wandered off, greeting some other people, I suspected Samuel’s parents.

A short time later, the door from the basement opened and four beautiful ladies brightened the chapel: Nicki; Aliyah, her older sister, who was her maid of honor (we’d never met, but what a pretty woman and pretty name); Jasmine, Nicki’s friend and bridesmaid; and Adriana. The bridesmaid dresses were spectacular; Addie and Jasmine’s light purple, Aliyah’s a darker purple. Long flowing chiffon and lace with a slit to about halfway between the knee and hip, the top a halter V-neck. Absolutely beautiful, two African-American, dark-skinned women, and Addie, along with two gorgeous little flower girls; Lily and Olivia. Aliyah’s little boy, who we hadn’t met before, was going to be the ring-bearer. Katie’s dress was similar, without the slit. She was going to be with her mom.

And Nicki, long flowing white gown, I’m not even going to try and describe, except that she was stunning. I watched Samuel, transfixed at the sight of his upcoming bride.

The next hour was fascinating, watching the photographer work. His job must be so rewarding, capturing images of such an event with beautiful, happy people.

Our parents came, both our mothers looking spectacular, their respective husband's arms around their waists and sat down beside me and Kevin.

I watched Addie through the ceremony, wiping happy-tears from her eyes, especially when Nicki and Samuel said ‘I do.’ Her tears were really flowing when Nicki lifted her veil and kissed Samuel. I hoped she was proud of what she’d done, bringing these two together.

The rest of the day was just as happy; more after-ceremony pictures, Olivia caught her mother’s bridal bouquet, and Samuel made a very big deal of taking off his wife’s garter, showing off lots of leg. If Nicki’s face wasn’t so dark, it would undoubtedly have been bright red.

Later, after the bride and groom’s dances with each other and their parents, Addie was across the room talking to Aliyah. Jonah asked me if I minded if he danced with my wife. I thought that was rather humorous after as many times as he’d fucked her. I’ll never forget that trip home from Reno, Addie and Tanya telling us about their hours in company with Jonah and his brother.

I told him that he’d have to ask her, that Addie was in charge of who she danced with. A few minutes later, Jonah and Addie were on the dance floor, cheeks together, talking and laughing. It brought back a lot of memories with a lot more than ‘cheeks’ together. I remembered the time in his office at the strip club, Addie pressed face down on his desk, legs spread apart and Jonah’s huge cock slamming in and out of her, my view like it was me doing it through his 3-D video glasses.

Anyway, to make a long story much shorter, my cock was rock hard watching Jonah and Addie dancing tightly together, imagining what they must be talking about. Maybe that night in that glass cage, me controlling the vibrator in Addie’s over-sexed pussy. Until tonight, that had been the last time they’d been together.

Addie’s face was flushed and I’d have loved to feel between her legs to see how wet she was when she sat back down. “What did you and Jonah have to say?” I asked her.

She reached down, felt how hard my cock was at the moment, smiled at me, and answered, “He wanted to know if we wanted to visit their hotel room tonight.”

I took a deep breath, wasn’t expecting that. Maybe I kind of was. I looked over at the beautiful Ashanti. What red-blooded male wouldn’t want to sleep with her? “And you told him…?” I asked, feeling her hand wrapping around me under the table.

She smiled, “Just that it would be up to my husband.”

She looked at me, waiting, her face unreadable. My heart rate had at least tripled in the last ten seconds. I looked over at Jonah and Ashanti, they were watching us, expectantly. Like I said before, who the hell wouldn’t…? And if I’d ever had a wife-watching fantasy, it would be to actually be there when Jonah and Addie… My dick was stone-hard.

“So?” Addie asked, “What does my husband say?”

“I think…” my brain wasn’t working very well. I wished I could feel between Addie’s legs, see how wet she was, thinking about a night with Jonah, the real Jonah, if she was as wet as I was hard, “it’s our last night… for a long time…” I took her hand, squeezed, “I want… you… just you tonight.”

Addie smiled, kissed me on the lips, “Good answer, that’s what I was hoping you’d say, a perfect ending to a perfect day.” She stood, tugging at my hand, “Come, let’s go tell them.”

As the reception wound down, people started leaving, Mom and Dad left, both our moms and dads together. I could imagine the rest of their evening and night.

Finally, it was time for us to go home. Nicki and Samuel had left earlier and we’d spent time visiting with Jonah and Ashanti. I sincerely hoped that later― after the baby, there might be another opportunity for what they’d suggested.

On the drive home, Addie’s Odyssey driving itself, the kids asleep in their car seats, I commented to Addie, “Jonah seems a lot different than he had.”

She laughed, “It was all an act. I knew it from the first time we met. ‘Ho, me big tough guy, impressing the girl’,” mimicking tough guy Jonah in her low, semi-growling voice.

I laughed along with her, what she said made complete sense, “But his lovemaking?”

Another laugh from Addie, glancing in the back seat, at the sleeping kids, “You mean his fucking? He never ‘made love’. That was no act. The man knows how to use his dick… and every other part of his body!”

She reached over, wrapping her hand around my hardening dick. “Don’t expect a lot of sleep tonight,” she said, her grin ear-to-ear.

Oh shit! That dress had been driving me crazy all evening, even flirting briefly with the thought of something else entirely, something so fucking hot!

And after we tucked the kids into their beds, Addie more than fulfilled her promise. Our last night turned out to be one to remember for a long time. Ahh, watching her take off that dress!

Nicki and Samuel were opening gifts the next day, New Year’s Day. We’d have loved to have been there, but with Addie leaving for LA early that afternoon, it just wasn’t in the cards. We’d just finished loading Addie’s things in the Odyssey when she got a call from Nicki. “Omigod, thank you so much!” she blubbered. I heard that through the phone, but Addie put it on speakerphone.

We’d put the note who to call in with the gift, but Addie reiterated, “Call Ginger when you decide when you want to go. She’ll make all the arrangements… and call Kayla, she’s going to cover for you while you’re gone.”

“But… you’re sure? You’ll be gone…”

“Yes, Nicki, January is almost always slow and Kayla has enough help she can go to your store that week. She’s looking forward to it, matter of fact, give her a little change of pace… and remember, the time off isn’t counting against your vacation time, it’s part of the gift.”

I could hear Nicki crying on the other end, “You’re the best boss ever!”

Addie smiled, I couldn’t help but be proud. Nicki was right, Addie was the best boss ever. Best wife and mom, too. “Just have fun with your new family, okay.”

Addie was near tears when she got off the phone.

There were no ‘near’ tears an hour later when we were at the airport. Addie was outright sobbing, hugging her kids, telling them goodbye. She looked up at me like she was asking if this was such a good idea. I knelt, wrapping my arms around all three, “We’ll be fine for a little while, won’t we kids,” I told her, “besides, we have tickets for Disneyland while Mommy’s there.”

We didn’t know when we’d first be able to go to LA and see her. There were just too many unknowns. I already had tickets for two days in Disneyland for the four of us, over a thousand dollars worth, planning that at some point we’d be able to use them. I sure as hell hoped so. Katie and Kevin hugged their mom, tears running down their cheeks, “I love you, Mommy,” they both said, almost in unison.

Addie pulled away just a little, looked at both her children and told them she loved them, too. With that, she had to go through security. The three of us stood, holding hands, while Addie got in line and one-by-one, came closer to being on the other side of the security gate, out of our sight.

I was crying, too, when the agent checked Addie and waved her through. This had suddenly become real. It was going to be weeks before we’d see her again, except on Skype. The ‘sex’ issue seemed pretty minor when she was finally on the other side of the gate, out of our sight. It would be another hour until her plane took off, but for us, she was gone. It was just the three of us; me, Katie, and Kevin.

Our trip home was quiet, except some sniffles from the back seat, but for the most part, they’d accepted it pretty well. I hoped we were doing the right thing. I remembered again, my dad’s homecoming when I was their age, how happy I was to see him when he came home. We all had that to look forward to and it wouldn’t be that long. I kept telling myself, lying to myself, that the time would fly.

Addie has been gone before, but this time the house seemed so empty. This New Year’s Day was different than any other. Shortly after we got home, I asked the kids if they wanted to go to McDonald’s for a happy meal, our New Year’s dinner. That was met with enthusiasm, the first they’d shown since the airport. I suspected we’d see a lot of McDonald’s over the next weeks.

Addie texted later that afternoon that she’d arrived at the airport in Los Angeles, then called from Tanya’s apartment. She had her laptop, so we could talk face to face. Tanya wasn’t there until Tuesday, so Addie was going to spend her first night alone. The three of us were on the computer with her for over an hour before the kids had to go to bed.

Kids had school and I had to place orders Tuesday, so we all kept busy. Addie called me at twelve-fifteen, “I got it!” she excitedly told me, “they want me.” I was sure they would, but Addie had been apprehensive, I know. It took her a little bit of excited babbling before she calmed down to relay some information, “Michelle’s going to work out the details of a contract this afternoon, so by tonight or tomorrow I should know more details.”

So it was official, my Adriana was going to be a model and not just for one sculpture. I knew it would be lingerie, but how explicit? I pulled up the VS website and imagined Addie in some of the types of outfits I saw. They have catalogs and flyers that Addie would be in, and it was just overwhelming, the thought of it. It had been two nights since Addie and I had had that fun night and I was already hard thinking about her in some of those. Two months was going to be a long time!

And the week was miserable. I was miserable, trying to show a happy face, but the kids saw through it. They were even more miserable. Addie was working twelve-fourteen-hour days and too exhausted to hardly talk on our Skype calls. They knew she’d only be able to model for a short while and wanted to take full advantage. The money she was making was more than significant. (I’ll just say that she was earning more than enough to pay for our swimming pool and landscaping)

She told me that most of her shoots were in their studio, but once on a beautiful beach south of LA. She enjoyed that, modeling various swimsuits and outfits. She said that she’d been modeling almost everything maternity, from sportswear, dresses, babydolls, and all sorts of lingerie. My imagination went into overdrive, visualizing ‘all sorts of lingerie’. Couldn’t wait to see the catalogs.

I’d hoped to be able to go down on weekends, but Addie was working six days a week until the weekend of the 27th and 28th, so that was when we were going down. That perked up the kids and it was the first happiness that they’d shown since Mom left. Sounded like that’d probably be the only time we’d get to visit.

Sunday was Addie’s first day off. She called that afternoon and we must have talked on Skype for a couple hours, then again that evening. It was the kids’ high point of the week, sitting in front of the computer, talking to their mom. Mine, too.

Sunday night after the kids went to bed, I remembered something important ― the video on my phone; Addie and Nick, the morning she modeled for Nick’s sculpture. I put the kids to bed, read them a few chapters from the Boxcar Children book, and retired to my bedroom. My hands were shaking as I hooked my phone up to my laptop, set it on my lap in bed, put my headphones on, and hit the play button. On a scale of one to ten hardness scale, I was already well past ten. That New Year’s Eve night with Addie seemed like a long time ago.

On the recording, Addie led her lover into the bedroom, both laughing and giggling, then Addie turned and kissed him, a soul-searing kiss.

I watched, my body trembling, knowing what was coming, remembering being in the closet, hiding behind the two-way glass, the same closet a few feet from where I was laying, I had no idea if I’d be able to watch this through without… you know.

Addie was on the bed, the same place I was laying, Nick encouraging her, having her take off her blouse, then her bra, and my wife was topless in front of him, on her knees, pushing her panties down her legs. God, I remembered how fuckin’ sexy that had been ― still was. That’s the pose Nick captured for his sculpture of her. We have the picture of it but still haven’t found a place to hang it. Not exactly something for the kids to see.

A few minutes later, Addie was leaning against that closet mirror, where I had been hiding, pressing fingers into herself. No way in hell could I watch this without masturbating.

I tried, really hard, but when Nick pressed his cock into her, it was all I could take. It was exactly a week ago, our last night together, and remembering being in that closet, so fuckin’ horny already, watching another man take my wife from behind, literally inches away, I nearly doubled over, grabbed my cock, and sprayed cum.

Luckily, I’d anticipated and had a towel.

I was gasping for breath afterward, but still alone in our bedroom. I felt like crying from missing her so much, knowing it would be at least another three weeks to even see her. Then I remembered that little boy I’d been, so excited to see his dad at the airport. I… we will survive. Only nineteen more days until we flew to LA. A fuckin’ eternity!

Tuesday, Nicki called and told me they’d made the Disney World reservation, leaving April 21st, thanked me again, and said how much they were all looking forward to it, especially Lily and Livvy. “You’re so welcome,” I told her, “I’ll let Addie know.” I was glad they’d waited until Addie would be back.

We continued to have our Skype visits every evening before the kids went to bed, then on Friday evening, Addie surprised me, “Call me a little later,” she said, with a sexy smile on her face, after she’d told the kids good night.

I had no idea what she had on her mind, but I was anxious, whatever it was.

By then we were already into the third Boxcar Children book. The set from Addie’s parents was the first eight volumes, I could see that I was likely going to have to buy the rest of the series, the original author’s anyway, eleven more. Katie and Kevin LOVED them, best gift ever.

Once in our bedroom, I showered and climbed into bed, leaning back against the headboard. I opened my laptop and clicked on Addie’s Skype avatar then waited.

It was about a minute later when her picture popped up on my screen, wearing a silky bathrobe. “Hi,” she started, “thought a little private conversation might be kind of fun,” as she began untying the belt of her robe. “This is one from today’s shoot that I asked if I could take home, and they were very nice and let me,” she went on, opening the robe. I caught my breath, my cock instantly growing.

“It’s lace and satin, you like?”

Uhh, yeah! She had her computer camera set up to show all of herself: Red sheer (transparent is a better word) ― the whole thing, to the floor, wide opening up one leg to her hip, lacy elastic under her boobs, tiny g-string panties. “Modeled it today, can’t wait to see the pictures… think I’ll probably wear it on the TV special,” running her hands over her body, cupping her nearly bare tits. “Baby seems to like it too, wish you could feel it,” rubbing her tummy. “You know, we need to talk about baby names sometime… but not now,” she smiled.

I thought about Addie wearing that on TV. It’s a cable channel, not network TV, but still. Besides, it lets them be a bit more risque’.

“I thought we might have a little fun tonight… if you want,” she said, batting her eyelashes at me.

I nodded my head up and down, “I want,” I said, probably with a little more desperation than I intended. That orgasm last Sunday night had been a long time ago. Besides, with the real thing, even long distance, would be so much better.

“Check my lingerie drawer, back corner, right side. There’s a box I want you to get… just don’t open it yet,” she told me.

I got up, went over to her drawer, and opened it. There, right where she said was a white box, about three inches square, eight inches long. I’d never seen it before. My curiosity was killing me. I know she’d said not to open it, but damn, I wanted to.

Just a peek, she’d never know. I fiddled with the top, started to pull the top open, it was held by a little strip of scotch tape. She’d never know. No, I could wait. Trust, trust is paramount.

“Find it?” she asked when I lay back down on the bed.

I held it up in front of my computer, showing her the unbroken tape. I was dying, wanting to know.

“Set it aside, where you can reach it,” she said. It looked like she sat her laptop at the foot of her bed, then lay down with it between her legs, giving me a perfect view of those sheer panties, no more than a thong, and what they weren’t hiding very well. Damn, she was making me hard. It had been so long! Jacking off the other day just hadn’t done it.

“Put your laptop between your legs like mine, then take your shorts off,” she said, “I want to see.”

I moved the laptop down on the bed like hers and watched it, seeing Addie teasing her pussy lips with her fingers over her silky thong, “Mmm, it’s been so long… and those clothes… I get so turned on!”

Talk about turned on! Watching Addie, after this long was like… damn, I couldn’t even think. She reached her fingers underneath the edge, rubbing her pussy lips, thrusting her hips, letting out a little groan.

I wrapped my hand around my dick, starting to… until I heard, “No, don’t touch yourself.” Oh God, how could I not!

She pulled her hand away and reached away, turning and reaching under the pillow next to her. A big, black dildo, at least nine inches, and so fat!

“Jonah sent it to me,” she said, bringing it to her mouth and licking the end, “so real!” sucking the end in her mouth. “I’ve had it a long time, just waiting…” God! She rubbed it up and down her pussy, pressing it around the thong just inside her lips.

“I don’t remember… did I tell you how fuckin’ good it was that first time in Reno… how good he felt inside me?” as she pushed per panties down. “Seeing him again at the wedding…”

God, that day in Reno! The thought flashed through my mind of Addie and Tanya standing in that casino in those almost-nothing dresses. Tanya and Addie had worn them for me and Tanner, then were scared to death to wear them where they could be seen. Jonah fingering Addie’s bare tummy several inches above her belly button, ‘where it’ll reach inside you’, Addie later told me he’d said.

My heart was pounding, my dick about to burst, Addie had only been gone for two weeks and it had seemed like an eternity, over another month!

“Ohh, God, I think he had this molded after himself,” rubbing ‘Jonah’ up and down, just inside her pussy lips, then pressing it just inside. I groaned, wanting to wipe some of the precum on myself, remembering Addie’s ‘don’t touch yourself’.

Addie slowly pressed it inside herself, her groans getting louder, face grimacing, until it had all but disappeared, only the little bit in her hand still visible. Her hips were gyrating, eyes wide, “Oh God… it’s growing!” Her mouth dropped open, moans escaping.

She pulled it out, wet with her juices, yeah, it was bigger – fatter, longer than before, pushed it back inside herself, “The box… open the box.”

I’d completely forgotten about the box beside me. My hands were shaking, heart pounding when I picked it up, afraid to take my eyes off my monitor. Addie was pressing ‘Jonah’ in and out of her pussy, the squishing sound coming through the speaker. God, I wanted to make myself come. Mostly, I wanted it to be my cock causing the squishy sounds, not a black dildo.

I broke the tape, opened the lid, there was another box inside. At least this one had a picture, weird. One eye stayed on my monitor, watching Addie, her groans coming through loud and clear.

Inside the box was a round thing, soft foam inside, “What…?”

“Just use your imagination,” she said in between groans with that thing inside her.

I glanced at the picture on the box again, realizing…

I held it at the tip of my cock, watching Addie at the same time, “Do it, pretend it’s Tawn’s pussy,” she said.

I pulled it, pressing my dick inside it. Ahh fuck! It felt… shit! So good! I closed my eyes… that first time with Tanya, after the reunion strip poker game… Tanner and Adriana that first time… Addie naked, bound, legs spread, helpless, and horny inside that glass cage, vibrator inside her pussy. So much flashed through my mind as the orgasm exploded inside me.

I groaned, my muscles clenching, squeezing and pumping that foam thing up and down. I forced my eyes open, seeing Addie’s body convulsing with ‘Jonah’ pressed inside her.

God, intense didn’t even begin to describe it, going on and on. When it was finally over, my heart was pounding a hole in my chest and my stomach was covered with cum. That thing Addie had gotten was… shit, how do I describe it? Of course, the situation had been there, too. And Addie… watching her masturbate herself, reminding me of those times with Jonah…

“Well, that was fun,” I finally heard from my computer, bringing me back to the present, alone in my bed, Addie a thousand miles away for another month.

“Love you,” she told me, a smile on her face.

“You too,” I answered, wanting so badly to be able to touch my wife. It had only been two weeks, the longest two weeks of my life!