Hotwife Hall Pass

by Max Sebastian

  She was so sexy. He wanted her badly. Yet she was allowed a full night with the guy.

  He responded to her:

  [Noah]: That’s so hot, honey! You turn me on so much on right now. Is he asleep?

  Her reply came almost instantly:

  [Adrienne]: He’s in the shower again—we keep taking them, we get so sweaty ;-) Not much sleep happening tonight! Did you find somewhere to stay for the rest of the night, honey?

  Noah felt his cock throbbing at the thought of Adrienne fucking Gerard incessantly, the two of them getting so slick with sweat they had to keep hitting the showers. God, he wanted her badly.

  [Noah]: I was in the bar. Guess who came over to sit with me? I couldn’t get away. Virginia Lawson. She’s been at the wedding the whole time. She basically told me to my face I was right, I never slept with her.

  This time, Adrienne’s reply was a little longer in coming. Like she had to really think about her reply.

  [Adrienne]: Yeah I kinda knew she was here at the wedding.

  Noah was quick to respond.

  [Noah]: She admitted everything - said that night all I did was accompany her to her room so she was safe, and then collapsed in the shower. She made up everything else.

  [Adrienne]: It looks that way. I feel pretty awful about how I reacted to it. How I treated you.

  He probably should have been angry, but full vindication was a powerful counter to the darkness of rage. And the pain had given rise to an incredible experience—Adrienne, liberated.

  [Noah]: You couldn’t be certain, I couldn’t be certain. It’s okay, honey. I’m glad we got to have this adventure tonight.

  [Adrienne]: But I thought all kinds of bad things about you… and we end up in this arrangement because of some stupid notion that it’s payback.

  [Noah]: No, it’s not payback, sweetie. The payback stopped when you told me you weren’t going any further, and I persuaded you to actually spend the night with Gerard. This is what I want. It’s so hot to think of you with him tonight.

  [Adrienne]: I feel so guilty. I was so angry at you. I didn’t trust you.

  [Noah]: Forget it. There’s no point looking back. We’re doing this now. I love it. There’s just one problem…

  [Adrienne]: What’s that?

  Noah took a long, deep breath. In a way, he was one up on Adrienne, she owed him for not trusting him. And it wasn’t as though this whole blackmail deal was his fault. He figured he might as well tell the truth—she couldn’t be angry with him.

  [Noah]: Virginia saw you on the dance floor with Gerard. She’s pieced together what’s going on between me and you and him.

  [Adrienne]: And you told her nothing’s happening?

  [Noah]: She figured it out. Nothing I could do persuaded her otherwise—she thinks it would be hilarious to discuss it all on Facebook.

  [Adrienne]: Jesus. Where are you now?

  [Noah]: I’m in her room. Locked in the bathroom. She wants to sleep with me. I guess I’m like the one that got away for her. She’s obsessed.

  [Adrienne]: Let me guess…. If you sleep with her, she won’t post any of this stuff on Facebook?

  [Noah]: Something like that.

  [Adrienne]: She’s hilarious.

  [Noah]: Hilarious?

  Noah was shaken out of his confusion by a knock on the door. Virginia saying: ‘Are you okay in there?’

  He called out, ‘Uh… yeah… just a minute…’

  Then texted to his wife:

  [Noah]: What are you talking about?

  A moment or two later:

  [Adrienne]: We’ve been teasing you a little ;-)

  Noah felt his heart jump a beat. What was she saying?

  [Noah]: Tell me what’s going on.

  [Adrienne]: I’m sorry, honey. I got to talking with Ginny on Facebook.

  [Noah]: Ginny?

  [Adrienne]: She’s nice, really. I guess when you really look at Facebook, it was Marie Banyon who was posting all the gossip about you and Ginny. She tried a few times to put out the fire, but it only got misinterpreted by others as confirming what Marie said. When I talked to her, she was all apologetic and said she really didn’t think you two had slept together.

  Noah felt confused.

  [Noah]: So I don’t get it… you’re friends with her? She’s not really blackmailing me with threats of posting about our Hall Pass?

  [Adrienne]: I told you - she’s nice. We were even hanging out together tonight while you were away. She’s really gotten a bad rep over all this stuff, poor thing. I told her all about our Hall Pass game so she wouldn’t keep feeling guilty about messing up our marriage.

  [Noah]: So I can just walk out of here, then? And we’re all good?

  He was even up on his feet, ready to get the hell out of there, irritation or even fury building within him about what Adrienne had been pulling all night, about how she’d failed to pass on her findings after investigating with the help of Ginny what had gone on that night.

  Then she texted him:

  [Adrienne]: You can if you like. Or you could stay with her tonight.

  What?

  [Noah]: Stay with her tonight?

  [Adrienne]: She’s really nice. And pretty, don’t you think?

  What was his wife saying? Why was she extolling the virtues of this woman whom she had no reason to be friends with? Why was she asking him to consider the attractiveness of a blonde who, right now, wanted to seduce him?

  He stayed where he was. Texted her back, cautious.

  [Noah]: Anyone would think you’re trying to play matchmaker.

  [Adrienne]: I asked her to keep an eye on you tonight, while I was off with Gerard. She’d call me if she thought you were having a hard time—only for ages, she couldn’t find you anywhere. And then later on, when it was clear you wanted me to sleep with Gerard… I got to thinking about you and Ginny.

  [Noah]: Me and Ginny?

  [Adrienne]: I don’t know… part of me wants to know what it feels like. You know… sharing you. I asked her if she got the chance to get you away without anyone else seeing…

  [Noah]: Wait… Sharing me?

  He felt like a bit of a numb-nuts, keeping on texting questions back to Adrienne based on repeating words she’d just texted him. But what else to do? The two women had been conspiring against him, it seemed, and he was having a hard time figuring out what was what.

  [Adrienne]: So you spend the night with Ginny after all, and if I hate it I’ll do my best to forget all about it, and at least it was my idea. And I stay with Gerard, and… well… as I understand, you’re not hating it.

  [Noah]: I’m not hating it. I’d prefer just to sleep with you, though, if it was my choice.

  Was it a lie? Not really. He was more turned on by the thought of Adrienne sleeping with Gerard, and then returning to him afterward. But at the same time, his cock was chomping at the bit to hear about Adrienne wanting to find out what it was like to share him. It just made her seem even more adventurous, he guessed.

  [Adrienne]: You’re sweet, honey. But see if you can have a little fun with Ginny. She’s nice. She’s sexy. You do what you like with her, and if I want to know, I’ll ask you in the morning.

  [Noah]: Okay, I guess.

  [Adrienne]: Please? For me? I do kind of want to know what it’s like… why you’re so into this sharing idea. Think of it like me giving you a Hall Pass as well. Just for tonight. Just with Ginny.

  Noah signed off:

  [Noah]: Okay, sweetie. I’ll see what I can do. Love you xxx

  [Adrienne]: Love you… see you in the morning xxx

  Chapter Ten

  Noah came out of the bathroom, and Ginny looked up at him from the armchair in the corner of the room, expectantly.

  ‘Ginny?’ he said to her.

  She broke out into a smile. ‘That’s what friends call me. You just talk to Adrienne?’

  ‘Uh-huh.’

  ‘So?’

  ‘Looks like I’m spending the night with you after
all.’

  ‘That’s great!’ She crossed her legs. That dress really didn’t cover very much—he could tell she was wearing some underwear under there.

  ‘So you weren’t really going to post about any of this on Facebook?’ he asked her, stepping toward her, toward the bed.

  Ginny laughed. ‘No… Adrienne wanted to know if you’d sleep with me when I threatened you with posting on Facebook.’

  ‘Oh, she did, did she?’ he managed to keep the annoyance out of his voice. Adrienne had been testing him? ‘So what would have happened if I just gave in and slept with you?’

  ‘She would have been happy you were trying to protect her reputation.’

  He sat down on the end of the bed. ‘And if I refused to sleep with you?’

  ‘She’d figure you were being loyal to your marital vows.’

  Noah wrinkled his brow. ‘Win-win, huh? Only the one way she has me secretly cheating on her again, even if it’s to protect her reputation, while the other way I’m not acting to protect her public reputation…’

  The pretty blonde laughed, and now pulled herself up out of the chair. ‘But you got the best answer—you talked to her instead.’

  ‘That was the best answer?’

  ‘Uh-huh,’ Ginny brushed her golden hair back behind her ear and stepped over to him. He could smell her perfume, that strong scent of vanilla sweetness. Had Adrienne really just told him he could sleep with this woman? It just seemed so bizarre. She’d been the one who nearly split them up.

  But Adrienne was currently in the middle of fucking another man. And she’d talked to Ginny over Facebook, and now saw poor Ginny as the victim of Marie Banyon’s trash-talking, rather than the rival who’d snagged her husband.

  ‘Why me?’ he asked the blonde. ‘Why are you so keen… to spend the night with me?’

  She shrugged, and stood between his thighs. ‘Maybe I have a thing for married men.’

  He put his hands on her hips. He could feel the heat of her body through the thin satin of her dress. He could feel a slight tremor, a shiver in her as she stood there.

  ‘And I’m married to your high school prom queen,’ he said.

  She smiled. ‘I always looked up to her.’

  Ginny kicked off her shoes and climbed onto his lap, wrapping her long bare legs around him, surrounding him with her unfamiliar, sweet smell, all that smooth, soft skin. His hands had nowhere to go but over her hips, around her shapely behind.

  ‘When I woke up in your room, though,’ he said, as she ran a hand through his hair. ‘You didn’t know who I was right then.’

  ‘You seemed nice,’ she said, putting two hands behind his head as she zoned in to kiss his mouth. Her kiss so sweet, as though she brushed her lips with sugar. ‘And I wasn’t kidding… everyone would have seen us go off together, would have assumed we did it…’

  ‘…So you thought we should just go ahead?’

  She grinned and kissed him again briefly. ‘Nothing would have changed what people thought, so might as well get the benefit, huh?’

  He laughed, and kissed her back, pulling her more firmly onto his lap now, letting her feel the hardness he had in his pants for her. Her lips were so soft, her kiss so tender. Not so different from Adrienne, but more tentative, more cautious, and yet at the same time more hungry.

  Holding his head tight as she kissed him with all the passion of a new relationship, the pretty blonde moaned as she began to rock her hips over him, grazing her body against his hardness.

  He could sense her excitement, and it seemed more important than his own—or at least, it fueled his excitement. He thought of Adrienne, that this must have been how she was with her new lover, all buzzing and shivering and so feverishly hot as she pressed herself against him.

  It felt as though marriage, familiarity, had dulled his senses when it came to making love to Adrienne. Made him gloss over the little things, the finer details. The sweetness of her kiss, the softness of her skin, the way her body felt in his hands now that her dress rode up, the fizzing energy all about her.

  He cupped her small but pert breasts as she continued to rub herself along his stiff shaft through their clothes, and her moans grew noticeably louder. He could feel her nipples pushing through the thin satin of her dress, hardened with her desire.

  She tore at the buttons on his shirt as their kiss continued, and he helped her peel the thing off. He didn’t feel at all self-conscious before her, any of those usual first date worries about what she’d think of him—she’d seen him naked after he’d woken in her shower, after all, and here she was coming back for more. Perhaps he was more self-confident now anyway, after five years of marriage. He wasn’t some unproven single man any more.

  Noah slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and the thing fell open to her waist, revealing her beautifully pert breasts, and those stiff little nipples. He held them, squeezed them as she continued to rock back and forth on his lap, and wondered what Adrienne must think of him to be with this Barbie doll of a woman right now. She must have been really testing her jealousy muscle.

  But then, hadn’t he allowed his wife to go off with the most incredible figure of a man? So tall, so broad-shouldered, so powerfully built. And hung like a horse.

  Ginny moaned as he kissed her neck, breathing in that candy-sweet perfume and the soft personal scent of her skin, pulling her hips down to push his hardness up against her.

  But now she pulled herself off him, stood on the floor, reached behind to unzip her dress and peel it down the rest of the way so she could step out of it, leaving herself in nothing but a tiny silvery thong. She brushed her fair hair back over her shoulders and behind her ears again, and he could see the goose bumps mottled over her chest and upper arms, even though it was quite warm in the room.

  She knelt on the floor before him, but reached up for another kiss of his mouth, using her tongue to penetrate his lips gently, while her hands moved to his crotch, to feel out the bulge there, to stroke his hardness. Now it was his turn to moan, his hands moving back to fondle her breasts, to tease those stiff buds of hers.

  But she was leaning back from him, her hands flicking open his belt, his fly, reaching to drag his suit pants down and off his thighs, off his ankles. Her hands resuming their position over his bulge, though with easier access now there was only the thin cotton of his underwear in the way.

  She was cooing as she sank down to stroke her cheek against his full length through his boxer shorts, apparently content with his size, though Noah had seen plenty larger elsewhere that night. And now she looked up at him in apparent awe as she peeled down his underwear to reveal his stiff cock. Licked it before she’d even fully pulled it from captivity, her hands wrapping around it, pumping him.

  Then she dragged his underwear off and away, and he was completely exposed before her. Her hands locked around his girth, her lips pressed to the tip of his manhood, and then she sank onto him.

  Once again, although it felt incredibly good, while the pretty blonde made him moan long and loud as she sucked on him, strangely his focus was more on her—noticing how thrilled she seemed to be holding him, taking him in her mouth. Though the pleasure should have been almost entirely his, she seemed to be getting off on going down on him, and it hardly seemed like an act. Like his cock was some long sought-after prize, something she’d coveted for ages.

  And once again, it only made him think of Adrienne, and how she must have felt to hold that other man’s huge cock in her hands, to stretch her lips around it. She’d been so exhilarated just to have it in her hands—a big, unfamiliar cock. Something she never thought she’d be holding again, having taken her wedding vows.

  Ginny smiled up at him even as her mouth was filled with his cock. He gazed down at her, his jaw dropping silently.

  ‘You’re married,’ he said, though as she gripped and pumped his shaft with her left hand, he could see no ring on her finger.

  She kissed the tip of his cock. ‘Was married. Got the
restraining order to prove it.’

  ‘Oh, that’s terrible.’ Somehow, Noah got the feeling that Adrienne might have given him to Ginny as a gift, rather than the other way around.

  Another little shrug from the blonde. ‘I’m past it now.’ Yet, stroking her cheek up against his shaft, she didn’t look entirely as though she was past it.

  He gently touched her chin, tilted her head up so she was looking at him again. ‘I don’t want to… I mean… if you’re not ready…’

  ‘Oh, I’m ready,’ she grinned. ‘I was ready the last time when you walked out of my bathroom all dripping wet and naked.’

  ‘I don’t get it… me?’ he laughed, because of how ordinary he was, how normal, how unexceptional when this blonde was anything but unexceptional.

  She smiled sweetly, and now pushed herself up on her elbows to kiss his mouth. ‘There’s just something about you…’ she said, pulling herself up to kneel on the mattress between his thighs, without even breaking away from the kiss. ‘I think… you just seem nice. Safe.’

  ‘Safe?’ he grinned. She straddled his hips, shook her golden mane behind her and kissed his neck. ‘I’ll take it,’ he chuckled. There were worse things to be labeled, especially if it made him desirable in this woman’s eyes. That was a boost for his confidence, even as his wife was currently lying in bed with a man who seemed more like a god than a mortal.

  ‘Oh, safe is a good thing,’ she said, purposefully moving his hands to her breasts.

  ‘Then I’m safe, safe as you like.’

  Instead of just touching her there, he pushed himself up, to kiss his way around her pert little breasts, and take her hardened nipples in his hot mouth, one and then the other. Ginny moaned, and he felt her pressing her crotch down over his, rubbing her sex against his bare cock, though it was still covered by her panties.

  She giggled, and kissed his mouth again, tenderly, sensually, slipping her tongue in between his lips. ‘You’re such a good kisser,’ she said.

  ‘I do my best.’

  Then she was nudging her cheek against his, whispering into his ear breathily, ‘I bet you could make me come with that mouth.’