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I was still confused by the scene I had witnessed outside as Maggie had said goodbye to Michael. But at least the visitors from Manchester had left and I could try and talk things through with Maggie. Meanwhile I heard a sound behind me in the bedroom.

I turned around and saw that Kat was starting to wake up.

She saw me and smiled, which lifted my spirits considerably.

“Thank you for last night. It was lovely. I was a bit surprised but in a good way,” I said.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. So did I, but just so you know, I’m not a one-night stand sort of a girl anymore so don’t get any ideas.”

“Then we’ll have to do it again so that it’s not a one-night stand,” I replied.

Kat was still smiling when she said, “don’t get your hopes up.”

I concluded that she wasn’t completely closed to the idea. 

“Maybe we should take the opportunity now?” I suggested, hopefully.

“I need the bathroom,” replied Kat.

“Should I take that as a ‘no,’” I said?

Kat just smiled again. “Off you go, and I’ll see you shortly.”

“I’ll leave you to it and go and find Maggie; she was with Lisa in our bedroom when I last saw her, but they’ve all left to go back to Manchester.”

“Interesting, I’ll look forward to learning more.”

“Are you surprised?” I asked.

“I’m not surprised by anything Maggie wants to do anymore. I know that her visit to Manchester stirred up all sorts of feelings inside her, one of which was what she felt with Lisa. You gave her the chance to explore that further last night,” said Kat.

“And there I was thinking that it was all about Michael and Will and men with big cocks.” I mused.

“Men are so sad. Women want more, and if you could get your act together, you are so much more than that,” said Kat.

“Well, I’m under no illusion that I’m even that large,” I replied.

Kat shook her head and smiled. “Move on.”

I smiled back. “I know, I’ll go and see if I can still claim back my wife.”

Kat got out of bed and started gathering her clothes. She switched the blinds to open. I wanted to spend time looking at her spectacular naked body but she clearly wanted the bathroom.

“Stop staring and leave me to sort myself out,” Kat scolded, but she didn’t sound too angry.

I threw on my clothes again and left the room and went up to the next floor.

I looked in the main room. The fire was out and it just contained the debris from the night before—food left on plates and empty glasses and bottles.

I made my way back to the top of the house and listened for a moment outside the door. There was no sound so I assumed that Maggie was still sleeping so I crept in. The window blinds were open and so the morning daylight filled the room. I could smell the scent of sweat and sex.

I expected to find Maggie in the bedroom or bathroom getting ready for the day. But she was in bed, and not alone.

In the bed were two naked women, both apparently sleeping. They looked very peaceful. And so beautiful. Obviously Maggie had returned from saying goodbye to Michael and gone back to bed and fallen asleep again. Lisa hadn’t left with Michael and Will.

Maggie was on her back, the covers pushed down so that her pussy was just in view. Lisa was on her front, with the covers just covering her bottom with her flawless back naked. She had her arm across Maggie, just under her breasts. Her head was on its side so that she was facing Maggie and Maggie was leaning in so that their heads were almost touching.

I noticed the contrast between Lisa’s olive skin and Maggie’s white skin. Although they were both lying down, Lisa was taller than Maggie and it meant that Lisa seemed to be curled around Maggie, holding her close. Both women were slim. I knew Lisa’s breasts were larger than Maggie’s, but I couldn’t see them, just a hint from the side.

If they moved an inch closer they would be kissing. As it was, they were breathing quietly, sharing the same space, the same air. I just stood still and looked at them. It was a sight I would never have imagined. My wife naked in bed with her female lover. I thought the evening would have given me a chance to see how close Maggie was to Michael. I had seen them and thought that nothing could be more exciting, as well as painful. However, this was even more exciting to me, and without the same feeling of gut-wrenching agony.

I noticed angry red marks around Maggie’s breasts and her neck. They were obviously the result of some rough sex and lovemaking. I realised they could have been left by Michael, Will, or Lisa. Or all three. The thought sent a small electric pulse through me.

I wondered for a moment why Lisa hadn’t left with Michael and Will. However, I decided to leave them to carry on sleeping. The sight was so peaceful.

I carefully collected some clean clothes and went to the bathroom to freshen up and change.

When I came out a short time later, it looked like Maggie and Lisa hadn’t moved. They were still lying head to head. However, as I moved around the room Maggie’s eyes opened and she saw me and smiled.

“Hey you,” she said in a whisper. This seemed to have become our greeting to each other on these occasions.

I said ‘hey’ back.

“Are you okay?” Maggie asked me.

“I think so, are you?”

“I’m feeling very good, thank you. Just tired. I was up late.”

“I know,” I whispered. “I tried to come to bed and you seemed to be busy.”

“I’m sorry, I’ll tell you about it later. Are you cross with me?” Maggie still was whispering while Lisa continued sleeping next to her.

“I’m still trying to take in what happened. I don’t feel like I know you very well anymore, but we can talk later. Now isn’t the time,” I said. I didn’t want to start an argument at this point.

Maggie gave me an embarrassed smile. “I hope you found somewhere to sleep.”

“I did, Kat was very understanding.”

Maggie continued smiling. “She’s a good friend to both of us. Would you mind very much if I stay in bed a little longer?”

“You’ve already been up, I saw you from Kat’s bedroom saying goodbye to Michael earlier. I thought that Lisa would be leaving too,” I continued to whisper quietly.

“I did check with you that you were okay with her staying. I sent you a message,” said Maggie.

“I haven’t looked at my phone this morning. I’ll go and check it. Stay in bed longer if you want. I’ll go downstairs and make some coffee. Do you want me to bring you anything?” I asked.

“No, I’ve got everything I need at the moment, but thank you,” Maggie said as she smiled contentedly.

Maggie’s reply felt disconcerting, but I had decided now was not the best time for a conversation. I wished Lisa would turn over and let me see more of her lovely body, but she seemed to be sleeping deeply and Maggie was enjoying the intimacy of being next to her.

I left them and went downstairs to the kitchen and made two cups of coffee. I took them downstairs to Kat's bedroom, where she was sitting at the dressing table in a towelling robe drying her hair. Kat turned off the hairdryer when she saw me coming into the room.

“I come bearing the gift of coffee,” I said.

Kat thanked me and switched on her hairdryer again.

I picked up my phone which was by the bed. It had an unread message from Maggie sent around thirty minutes ago:

‘Michael and Will have to leave shortly, but Lisa wants to stay longer, so I said that we’ll drop her at the station later. Hope that’s okay. Let me know if it’s a problem x’.

I hoped that I would get some time alone with Maggie this morning, but it seemed that she had other ideas. I decided not to read too much into this. Maggie had tried to check this with me, and dropping off Lisa later wouldn’t really be a problem. We would still have this evening together.

Kat turned off her hairdryer and started packing up.

“I thought it was earlier. I need to leave shortly, I have to collect Sophie from her friend and I’m working later. Sorry, but I’m already late. I meant to set an alarm,” she explained as she quickly placed her clothes and make-up into the bag.

“That’s okay. Maggie is still in bed,” I said. 

Kat seemed only to be half-listening.

“With Lisa,” I added. “They were in bed when I tried to go up to sleep upstairs in the night. So I returned to spend the rest of the night with you.”

Kat stopped for a moment.

“I’m sorry Paul, I don’t have time to learn more now. Are you okay? Did you see anyone else during the night?”

“It was the early hours when I went up. Will was alone in the main room, Maggie and Lisa were having energetic sex at the top of the house. Michael was nowhere to be seen. Will said he hadn’t done anything else with Maggie.”

“I’m not that surprised. I think Maggie regretted not spending more time with Lisa in Manchester,” said Kat.

Things started to become clearer to me. When Maggie said that she wanted to finish what she started in Manchester, I had assumed it was referring to sex with Michael and Will at the same time. Now I realised that she was probably thinking of Lisa. They had spent the night together in  Manchester but hadn’t done anything more intimate.

“So you think that Maggie wanted to have more sex with a woman rather than the two big guys?” I asked.

“You seemed worried that Maggie might fall for Michael. I can see why in one way, but he’s not really Maggie’s type. I think it would be more likely that Maggie would fall for a woman. She looks at Lisa in a very different way from Michael.”

I had to think. “I guess I didn’t notice.”

“I’m not saying that she wants Lisa rather than you. I’m not sure what Maggie wants, and to be honest, I still don’t think she does either,” said Kat.

I was alarmed. Kat was probably Maggie’s closest friend and confident.

“You don’t know whether she wants me?” I asked.

“Paul, you and I discussed the risks of what you arranged last night. You and Maggie still need to sort things out. I don’t know if anything has changed, but I doubt if it has resolved much.”

“But you don’t think Maggie wants to leave me for Michael? She did seem very into him last night, even though he wanted her to stay with him last night,” I said.

“You really need to ask Maggie. I met Michael, Will, and Lisa for the first time. Will is too much into himself, although he has an impressive physique,” she said. “I would say that Maggie likes both Michael and Lisa. I can imagine that she'll want to stay in touch with them. More than that, I don’t know.”

“I guess I’ll have to see how Maggie is when we’re alone again,” I said.

“Talking of which, I have to go or people will think I’ve abandoned my daughter,” said Kat, gulping down her coffee.

Kat got up to leave, apologising for not being able to stay to clear up from last night. I got up too and picked up her back and followed her as she walked out of the kitchen and outside to her car. She unlocked her car and I loaded her bag. She turned and thanked me. She looked genuinely sad to be leaving. I knew she needed to start the long drive home so I said goodbye, and she gave me a hug and a nice kiss.

“I enjoyed last night, so thank you again,” she said, looking me in the eyes. “Send my best wishes to everyone when you get the chance. Let me know how you and Maggie are when you get home.”

I felt a surge of emotion. I really wanted to be able to enjoy Kat’s company for longer.

Kat pulled away from me and got into her car, and with a smile and a wave pulled away.

Feeling a sense of loss, I returned to the kitchen to finish my coffee and then went into the main room to find it empty but with lots of the debris of leftover food and drink. I started clearing up. I checked the large bedroom and opened the blinds and tidied up. I found a vacuum cleaner and I busied myself for some time until I had put everything back and packed away things to take home. I didn’t want the place to look too bad for Maggie and I tonight.

I also checked all the bedrooms on the lower floor except for the one which had Lisa’s stuff in it. I felt a bit hot and dirty after cleaning the place. I decided to have a shower in the bedroom I had shared with Kat.

When I came out of the bathroom I looked outside and saw Maggie and Lisa walking hand in hand just a short way from the house. I was irritated that they had gone out without me.

I went to grab my phone from where I had left it on a nightstand and saw an unread message. It was from Maggie:

``We're going for a walk, it’s such a lovely morning. Don’t want to disturb you if you’re having fun with Kat, but if you’re around we’ll meet you at the front door.’

I realised that they must have come down when I was in the bathroom. Maggie didn’t know that Kat had left and must have assumed that I was still with her.

I messaged back:

‘I’m free to join you now if you can wait. I can see you from the house. Px’

I waited, but there was no answer. I could see that Maggie hadn’t read the message, and also that she was still walking away with Lisa. 

I went upstairs and grabbed my binoculars to work out where they were going. I could see that they were laughing together. They stopped and they turned to each other. They shared a long kiss and as the kiss continued, they embraced each other.

Then they disappeared out of sight as they walked behind some trees towards the river.

Once again I thought of the changes I’d seen in Maggie. She had never been one for open displays of affection with me when we were out, even when we were away from anyone else. With Lisa, as with Michael, she seemed happy to show them how she was attracted to them.

I walked down to the front door and walked and ran a little towards where I had seen Maggie and Lisa going. It took a while and by the time I had managed to find them, they were walking back towards the house. Maggie saw me and let go of Lisa’s hand and waved. I waved back.

I waited as the two women walked towards me. Maggie went ahead of Lisa, coming straight up to me and taking both my hands.

“Good morning, we’ve had a lovely walk.”

I tried not to look begrudging. “I’m glad, I’m sorry I missed it.”

“It was only a short walk and I didn’t want to interrupt your fun.”

“Actually, I was cleaning up the house from last night.”

“I would have helped later. Sorry, I did send you a message.” Maggie looked genuinely sorry.

“I didn’t see it until you’d gone. I replied.”

Maggie got out her phone which showed my message as unread.

“I didn’t notice it. The phone reception isn’t that good and we were enjoying being out.”

“I noticed,” I said.

Maggie was determinedly cheerful. She let go of one hand and we walked together towards the house. Lisa came up and walked on the other side of Maggie. Maggie held out her other hand to Lisa and the three of us walked up to the house hand in hand, with Maggie in the middle.

When we got back we all went to the kitchen, where I made more coffee and toast with various toppings. Maggie and Lisa were both hungry. The talk was free-flowing about everything except what happened last night. The atmosphere was friendly and relaxed with all three of us contributing to the conversation equally. 

Maggie explained that when Lisa woke up they had wanted to enjoy the morning sunshine and so hadn’t showered before they went out. She wanted to go and wash and put on some clean clothes. Lisa said that she needed to do the same.

“Let’s go upstairs together, Lisa,” said Maggie, sounding excited. “We can continue to talk and it will be fun.”

Lisa positively jumped up.

“I was hoping that we could go for a walk down to the river,” I said. I was frustrated. I wanted to get some time to talk with Maggie alone.

Maggie came over and held my arm and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“We won’t be too long, and then we can go out. It will be fun.”

I thought that it wouldn't be as much fun for me as it was going to be for Maggie, but I didn’t press the point.

“Okay, I’ll clear up here and wait for you down here,” I said.

Although I was frustrated, I still found it easier to just have Lisa with us rather than Michael and Will.

As they left, I heard Lisa telling Maggie that she was going to go downstairs to get some of her things. She also mentioned that she would get a toy that Maggie had wanted to try. That was followed by giggles.

It was good to see how Maggie was still enjoying her extended weekend. I loved hearing her laughing so much again, and I wanted to continue to hear it. It made me smile inside, as well as feel excited about what they might get up to upstairs. I wanted to be a fly on the wall, but I didn’t want to be a sad guy watching his wife from the corner of the room.

I cleared up as quickly as I could and then went out to the central stairwell and listened. I couldn’t hear much but there were a couple of muffled shrieks of laughter from the top of the house.

I couldn’t resist climbing the stairs. It was my bedroom too, and I could always claim that I needed to get something from my bag.

I knocked on the door and called out that I wanted to get something. Maggie immediately called out a reply.

“Hang on a moment.” It was followed by hysterical giggling, as if they were school girls. 

After a few moments when I heard frantic whispering and movement, Maggie called out. “Come in.”

I went in to find both ladies looking very red-faced and a little out of breath. Lisa was wearing one of the towelling robes provided with the house. Maggie was wearing just panties and holding a towel. I couldn’t help but look at her breasts and wonder at how she seemed to be a different person from the shy woman I thought I had married. As well as the red marks from last night, there were now fresh marks around her nipples.

I realised I was staring.

“Isn’t your wife beautiful,” Lisa said.

I could only agree. “She’s stunning.”

Maggie became shy as we both looked at her, practically naked. She wrapped the towel around herself.

Lisa laughed, “it’s a little late now and anyway, we both know what every inch of your body looks like.”

“Both of you looking at me when I’m naked embarrasses me,” said Maggie. “So Paul, what did you come in for?”

My mind went blank.

“I think that you just wanted to find out what was going on and you hoped to join in the fun,” said Lisa.

I held up my hands. “Guilty as charged.”

There was an awkward silence.

“I’ll see you downstairs,” I said and left the room. As I closed the door behind me, there was another fit of giggles. I felt excluded from the fun.

I went downstairs and Maggie and Lisa came down around fifteen minutes later. We decided to go for a longer walk along the river below the house. For the next couple of hours we walked until we came to a small village with a pub where we stopped for a drink and some lunch.

Throughout the walk, Maggie moved between Lisa and me, sometimes holding hands with one or the other of us. She was very tactile with Lisa, putting an arm around her or whispering in her ear. I found this difficult at first, but Maggie also did the same with me, holding my hand and sometimes saying things just to me. She told me how much she appreciated what I had done for her and thanked me for organising the weekend.

At lunch she talked to us both. Lisa and I hardly said a word to each other. Maggie would talk to us both and give both of us little touches. They talked about teaching and family and a range of other interests including different tastes in music, movies, and TV series. This would sometimes highlight a generational difference. Lisa was nearly fifteen years younger than Maggie and I.

Lisa was clearly very intelligent and enjoyed reading and was interested in politics. Her Mancunian accent and her modest background in the council estates of the northwest gave her a down-to-earth feel. She was likable with a wicked sense of humour. 

I wondered what others in the pub would think. What I saw was my wife with two of her lovers. I didn't think that was something I would ever get used to. Then again, it was an incredibly exciting thought.

The day was fun and enjoyable, mainly because it was so lovely seeing Maggie animated and happy. It was very different from how she had been in the weeks after her trip to Manchester.

We dropped Lisa off at the station later in the afternoon so she could get a train back to Manchester. Maggie and Lisa embraced and kissed deeply at the station. As the train left, Maggie had tears in her eyes, but she gave me a reassuring smile.

“What do you want to do now?” I asked Maggie when we were alone again.

“I want to spend the evening with you,” she said and gave me a kiss.

After we left Lisa we went out for dinner and spoke about everything except the events of the last twenty-four hours. Maggie was relaxed and although I wanted to find out how she was feeling about what she had done, I didn’t want to spoil the moment.

As we returned to Llety-cariad, I risked spoiling the moment by asking Maggie if we could talk about the future and how we would move on from the events not just during the last twenty-four hours but of the last few months. I wanted to work out with her how this left our relationship.

Maggie said that she completely understood why I asked this and agreed that we needed to communicate openly about how we both felt. She just asked that we enjoy a final night at the house together. She said she wanted it to be a special time. Her eyes were sparkling as she said this and touched me again so I tried to put to the back of my mind the ominous feeling I felt at what she said. Was this the final night of the weekend away or something more than that?

When we got back, Maggie suggested that we use the large sunken bath in the main bedroom. She said that I shouldn’t leave without giving it a try. We filled the bath and made sure the room was warm. I got undressed and got into the bath, but Maggie said she wanted to get herself ready and join me shortly.

This left me on my own to contemplate what had happened in this room the previous evening. Maggie had done just about everything imaginable with Michael and Will. I shut my eyes and recalled the images of Maggie stretched out on the bed being pounded by Will’s large cock. Then making passionate love with Michael. It turned me on as much as it caused me pain. 

It seemed around thirty minutes before the door opened and Maggie came in wearing a towelling robe. She came and stood by the bath looking down at me sitting on the opposite side of the large tub. She very deliberately untied the robe and took it off, leaving her in the same silk nightdress she had worn yesterday. Just like the previous evening, the material clung to her body making it obvious that she was naked underneath. She held me with her stare as she slowly slipped the straps off her shoulders so that the short dress was only held on her body by her small breasts and the hard pointy nipples.

Maggie released the dress from her breasts and it slowly slid down around her leaving her naked. Her body still had the red marks from her previous lovers, particularly around her breasts and her bare pussy, which looked freshly shaved.

She stepped into the bath and came across to me and we immediately kissed deeply, our bodies pressed against each other. After a few moments of kissing I was more turned on than I could ever remember.

Maggie whispered in my ear for me to sit on the edge of the bath. I did as I was asked and lifted myself out of the water. Maggie stayed in the water but moved between my legs and took my cock in her hand. She kissed the tip and started licking up and down. 

She had given me a few blow jobs since she performed her first one on Simon just a few months ago. However, this felt like a new first time. She was taking her time, clearly wanting to give me pleasure and giving every sign of enjoying it as much as I was.

Maggie seemed determined to demonstrate the skills she had acquired and make sure I had the best experience receiving a blowjob from the person I loved most. The whole process was unhurried with a slow build-up. I struggled to resist the temptation to grab Maggie and just have sex with her.

I realised this was probably what she did with Michael the previous evening when they were in the bath and he would have been in the same position as I was now. I wondered whether Maggie was trying to send any message to me. That anything she would do with him, she would do with me? We were both equal in her mind? I became distracted from thinking about this further by the pleasure I was receiving from her.

I was building towards orgasm, and I signalled this to Maggie by telling her I was getting close. She didn’t change, continuing to use her mouth to suck and lick and her hands in coordination, slowly bringing me towards a climax.

As I started moving, Maggie looked up at me, and managed to smile despite having my cock in her mouth. She reached up and rubbed my chest as I gave a loud groan, and my cock exploded, filling her mouth with my cum. She stopped sucking and just waited as my cock continued pumping as I experienced the most intense orgasm.

As my cock stopped moving on its own, Maggie moved her mouth slightly away from my cock and continuing to hold my stare she opened her mouth so I could see my sperm pooled on her tongue. She moved her tongue around and then closed her mouth appearing to savour my cum before she made a show of taking a big gulp and swallowing it.

I got back into the bath with her and we just sat with our arms around each other.

“When you’ve recovered, which bed shall we go to?” Maggie said quietly.

I thought of what I’d seen in the extra-large bed, which was just across from the bath and although part of me was excited by having my wife in the bed now that Michael and Will had left, I wasn’t sure I was ready to spend the night there.

“I think I’d like to go back to the room at the top of the house,” I suggested.

“I’m pleased you said that, I’d like to go back there as well, '' said Maggie. “I hope I haven’t exhausted you yet.”

“I would never tire of having more fun with you,” I said. I was delighted with Maggie’s enthusiasm to do more.

“You dry yourself here and let me go and change the sheets upstairs. I fear that Lisa and I may have made a bit of a mess,” Maggie said. She looked a bit sheepish.

“I don’t care, that’s part of you now. I’m happy to use the same sheets you used.”

In fact, I was excited at the thought.

“If you’re sure, then we can go upstairs now together,” Maggie said.

We both dried each other, taking particular care of our intimate parts. I studied my wife’s body. I still loved her small breasts, even in their battered state, evidence of where others had access to her body. We put on robes and walked hand in hand up to the top of the house.

I took off my robe and got into bed while Maggie went to the bathroom. She came back with a bottle of lubricant in her hand and smiled. She slipped off her robe and got into bed and we kissed. I was looking forward to making love without the need for protection—just her and me again and a chance to re-establish my role as her principal lover.

As we kissed, Maggie put some lubricant on her hand and rubbed it up and down my cock, helping it to become as hard and erect as it was earlier. The lubricant felt warm and soft, and I enjoyed letting Maggie take the initiative.

Maggie moved away and got on to her front, lifting her behind slightly. She carefully dropped move lubricant on her small rosebud between the cheeks of her bottom. The sight she offered me was beyond erotic.

Maggie smiled at me. “This is still a place only for you. I want to feel you now; just be slow and gentle with me.”

A flash of anger went through me as I thought of challenging her. She was ready for Will to give anal, and he had started. It was only because of his size that she had eventually stopped him. However, I didn’t want to miss this opportunity, and although this was not the first time we had anal sex, Maggie’s willingness was unusual and I didn’t want to turn down the invitation.

“I’ll always be gentle with you. Except when you ask me not to be,” I said.

Maggie just smiled and lifted herself onto all fours. She then faced forward and arched her back and lowered her front onto her elbows. I savoured the view she was giving me.

I positioned myself behind her and lined my cock up with the beautiful but apparently tightly closed rosebud. My cock slowly moved forward. I heard Maggie take a deep breath and breathe out loudly. Whether it was the liberal use of lubricant or the effect of Will’s attempt last night, my cock seemed to meet less resistance than I had expected and than I had experienced before. 

I hesitated.

“Don’t stop,” Maggie almost squealed. “It feels good, keep going slowly. I want you completely inside.”

I carried on until my cock was completely in Maggie’s bottom. I felt her push back to make sure it couldn’t go any further. The sensation and tightness seemed to hit me. I moved back slightly and pushed forward again. I was close to orgasm. It felt too quick, but also too good to stop.

I pulled out and pushed back in just three more times before I came, filling Maggie’s arse. I realised that Maggie was breathing heavily.

“Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself," I explained.

“That’s okay, it was good,” Maggie said as she caught her breath. “It felt the best it has ever felt. I think I could get used to it. I want to see if I can reach an orgasm this way. Maybe we can try again soon.”

I slowly removed my cock and lay next to Maggie. She remained in the same position for a moment.

“Challenge accepted,” I said.

Maggie leaned across and kissed me.

Maggie went to the bathroom and a few minutes later came back still naked. She got into bed, and cuddled me.

“Do you want to do anything more tonight?” She asked.

Her enthusiasm gave me a warm feeling. “I don’t think I can tonight, but maybe tomorrow.” 

“There’s always tomorrow. And the next day,” said Maggie.

This felt very reassuring. Maggie turned her back to me and pressed herself against me. It made me think of Kat the night before and my cock started to harden. Maggie wiggled her bottom against my cock.

“Are you sure you don’t want to do anything?” 

Maggie was sounding insatiable. I wasn’t used to this. I wanted to do more, but I wasn’t sure my cock would be able to take it. I also knew that we needed to be away early in the morning and I wanted to make sure every room in the house was clear after everything had gone on with all our different guests.

I had an idea.

“Lie on your back,” I said.

Maggie gave a little giggle as she did as I asked. I pulled back the covers.

I looked again at her naked body, which was so familiar, yet was now not exclusive to me. At that moment, this excited me. When I was alone with Maggie and she was as loving towards me as she was at this moment, I could cope with what she had done with others.

I leaned forward and kissed each of Maggie’s breasts, and then gently sucked and nibbled each nipple. Maggie a deep guttural groan as I gave each of her pointy hard tips my attention. I then moved down to her stomach and as I kissed her she opened her legs for me, making me kneel between them.

I moved further down so that I was looking at her clit and the angry red marks that were still there from the events of the night before. Her clit seemed to be more pronounced than I could remember. I kissed it and Maggie lifted her body to press herself against my lips. She was clearly very excited.

Her clit felt erect and I kissed it harder and sucked it into my mouth. In the past, Maggie had been very sensitive and on the rare occasions I went down on her, just kissing her clit gently or licking it would make her climax and then become too sensitive for me to touch it any further. As I sucked it, Maggie moaned more loudly.

I sucked harder, although probably not that much harder, but harder than I had ever sucked her clit before. Maggie groaned in pleasure, although I was sure it must have been painful. I felt like I was learning how to give her pleasure for the first time, it was so different to how she had been with me before.

I went lower and put my tongue inside. I thought of the others who had been there within the last day. Michael and Will’s cocks and Lisa’s tongue would have been where I was now. The thought excited me. Maggie was different, but at that moment she was mine. Just more experienced, and allowing me to be more assertive and even give her a little pain.

Maggie stretched her legs further apart and I felt drawn into her, trying to get my tongue further inside her. I wanted to savour her taste, familiar yet so different. I licked her and consumed her.

I knew Maggie was getting close. I felt her hands on my head, holding me to her. I pushed my tongue inside her as far as it would go and then sucked her clit firmly holding it against my lips as her whole body began to shake and she gave a scream as she started to cum on my face. 

Her muscles tightened and her body seemed to lift as the orgasm signalled a massive release of sexual energy. She shouted loudly and incoherently.

I felt liquid as she squirted on my face. It wasn’t as much as she had with Will, but it was the first time I had experienced it. My face was very wet, but it was lovely to taste her liquid on me. My wife used to be buttoned up and when she experienced orgasms she would moan but maintain control. It was subtle, but special. This was uncontrolled and a rush of energy.

I kept my lips gently touching her clit as I felt her muscles pulse. They continued pulsing for a few moments.

As Maggie calmed down, she was still moaning softly and holding my head. In the end, I had to push myself away before she let go.

I looked at her, her liquid dripping from my chin. She looked surprised at me.

“Did I do that? I hope it didn't put you off,” she said.

“It was beautiful to see you experience so much pleasure,” I said. “I’d do it again any time you want me to.”

I wiped my face on the quilt cover, and lay down next to my wife, maneuvering her so that she was facing away from me, and so that once again I could cuddle up to and spoon her.

She turned her head. “Don’t you want me to do something else for you?” she asked.

“I’m happy just being next to you and sleeping with you. I missed you last night,” I said.

We lay together, hardly moving. I went through the events of the last two days in my mind. Despite everything, my wife had returned to me and now it was just the two of us together in bed. Just quietly enjoying each other’s naked bodies.

“I love you Maggie.” I gave her neck a kiss.

I waited for a reply, but Maggie said nothing. After what had happened I still needed reassurance. I hoped that would be forthcoming in the coming days. I started to wonder if Maggie’s enthusiasm for sex was because she wanted to reconnect with me, or she was still excited after what she had done with others. I put these thoughts to the back of my head as Maggie’s breathing indicated that she had fallen asleep.