The plunge had scared her, but she looked back and realized how much fun it had been. "What about you?"
His smile spread slowly. "I'm just fine."
She saw something there, though. A tension at the corner of his beautiful eyes. "What?"
He pursed his lips.
Is this where he dumps me? But she didn't feel that from him.
"I just wish I could've been there."
And she knew he was telling the truth. From the very beginning he had said he loved seeing the pleasure in her face. That he would enjoy seeing it there for another man. She frowned. "I wish you'd been there, too. But I don't think Ron wants that kind of thing."
"You'll go out with him again?" He sounded hopeful.
She nodded. Then said, "Maybe. I don't know."
"What's wrong?"
She leaned up on an elbow to tell him. "He said he loved me."
Rob appeared to consider that. "Nothing wrong with that. Actually I think that's for the better. I wouldn't want you mistreated."
"I don't think you understand. I think this is more serious."
"Are you sure?"
She nodded. "He said he's been waiting for me for years and that he doesn't want any other woman."
That caused a fleeting look of trouble to cross Rob's face. "Hmm."
"Maybe it was fun, but maybe it should stop before something gets ugly."
"Are you positive you think this is a problem? Were you misreading him? Men and women are very different."
"I know, I know." She slumped. "I'm not sure."
"When you're sure, tell me. I'll support whatever you decide."
And that's why I love you. She pulled him into a hug and clung tight.
~ ~ ~
Ron came into the store later.
Cindy thrilled at the sight of him, little shivers racing down her back. I had him in me. I took his manhood – all of it. It gave her that special feeling of power.
"Hi, Cin." His eyes searched hers.
She hid her trembling fingers. "Hi." She felt the heat crawl up her insides. Having felt resolved to cut things off, she realized his magnetism was pulling her back in.
"Would you come over again? Tonight?"
A smile split her face as the lust twisted in her and lit up her nerves with pleasure. "I think I'd like that."
"Earlier? Six?"
She nodded.
"I'll pick you up?"
She shook her head. "I'll drive. I'll be there."
He searched her eyes again and finding what he wanted, grinned in relief. Heat flamed in his eyes. "Alright."
~ ~ ~
Rob was not home yet. She showered and dressed in shorts. She put on a simple pullover top that would be easy to get out of. She applied her lipstick lightly and looked in the mirror. Is that lust I see there? What happened to the woman last week who was ready to explode like the Death Star if someone made a pass at her?
Rob happened. His encouragement had come at the right times and his love always supporting. I had been uptight. Very uptight. And for what?
She stood for a moment and frowned. Then she removed her shorts. She took the panties off and threw them on the vanity counter. She changed her mind about the shorts and instead selected a knee-length skirt. It went better with the pullover.
He still was not home as she grabbed her keys. Disappointed, she wrote a note telling him she would be at Ron's.
The rumble of the neighbor's Harley was early today.
Why does it always seem like he rattles the house when I'm leaving at night?
She scurried to her car. She cast a look at the man as he parked his bike and got off.
He smiled at her. It wasn't a friendly smile – not like Julie's or Kurt's. More like a greeting between two unknown people. Or a store owner to a customer. Or a neighbor to an unintroduced neighbor.
Cindy scowled. Shit, he's coming over here. She unlocked her car.
He wasn't a bad-looking man, and when he pulled off his helmet, showed slicked-back black hair. His beard was black with white streaks, but very trimmed. His voice was very rough. "Hi, I'm Chuck, your neighbor."
She pasted on a smile. "Cindy."
"Is my ride too loud? I noticed it echoes when I come in."
"Loud? No. not at all." It just shakes the fucking house down, is all.
He grimaced. "It is, isn't it? Sorry about that. You get used to it, riding. I'll tuck in some slip-ons."
Huh? "Oh, sure."
His eyes were business-style intense. He didn't look her up and down – he looked into her eyes. He turned to walk back but twisted to wave. "Sorry to bother ya."
Well, that was nice. I guess. She drove to Ron's house.
He answered the door with a look of hope on his face.
Feeling the lust already building, she slowly inched up her skirt. Rob will like hearing this.
His eyes widened when the hem showed him her bare pussy.
CHAPTER 15
Cindy leaned over Ron as he lay naked on the floor. She gripped his nice erection in her hand and lowered her mouth over it. She sucked and licked, remembering the first time she had done it. Warmth spread through her as it came easier and more natural now. I could get used to this.
Ron moaned on the floor, watching her as her head moved up and down on him.
She moved her hair back so he could see her mouth around his cock. She jacked the shaft and sucked gently.
"You're fantastic," he said.
She hummed around his erection. She felt good about sucking this man who wasn't her husband. How easily she had changed, though the process had been grudging. Now that she was doing it, she realized how easy it was and how hard she had made it. It was fun. Rob loved it, and loved her for it.
Julie's words rang true, thinking back. Cindy was a lucky woman to have a man secure enough and wanting her to date.
Was she a bad woman for having fun when her husband had begged her to have fun? What was wrong with pleasing her husband?
She pulled her mouth off and gave Ron a sexy smile. She stood and pulled off her skirt. My husband had loved it when I told him I had fucked another man. He was so happy and our lovemaking so wonderful. Is it bad that I find I enjoy it? Isn't that what he wanted? For me to have fun?
She stepped over him and lowered herself. She took his erection and guided it to her very wet and aching hole. For the third time in twenty-four hours, she felt this man's cock fill her pussy. She sank down and settled, squirming her hips around and relishing the feel of a cock that didn't belong to her husband.
She closed her eyes as his hands found her back and rubbed over her butt. She moved her hips on him, back and forth, and then rising up and down. Her pussy felt alive as it slid up his shaft and then back down.
My husband wants me to fuck him. Shouldn’t I be trying to make him happy? She ground down on Ron's cock harder, rising high and dropping down fast. Her pussy gripped his shaft and her lips molded to him perfectly. Oh, man. I could really get used to this. She pushed down hard, grinding her clit against the root of his shaft.
She leaned forward, hands on his bare chest and dug in her fingernails. She slammed her pussy up and down, riding him with lust and pleasure. She was panting lightly, eyes still closed, feeling the wonder of Ron's excitement. This is so good.
He said, "You're beautiful."
She opened her eyes and he leaned up, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her. Passion flared, bringing heat and tension. She wanted more.
He pulled her off roughly and flipped her onto her stomach. He used his knees to part her legs and then pressed his stiffness back to her eager hole. He pushed in from behind, half laying across her back.
She arched her butt up and relished the feel of his length hitting new places. It was so deep and so hard and felt so right.
He reached his hand around, cupping her neck. He kissed the other side. Tingles spread from his kiss and connected to the tingles spreading up from her pussy. She began to quiver.
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br /> He pulled out and picked her up. He carried her into the bedroom and laid her back on the bed. He looked down at her swollen pussy and smiled.
She reached, wiggling her fingers. "Come here. I want you in me."
His smile broadened. "Yes." He pulled her to the edge of the bed and got between her legs. He leaned over and whispered, "I'm going to fill your pussy with my sperm and make you mine."
She laughed low with lust. Then she gasped when he rammed it in. So full in one thrust. Her pussy pulled at him, wanting more.
He grunted with each thrust, driving his cock deep. "I'll fill you and give you a baby."
Her pussy clenched. She dug her nails into his shoulders.
The sounds of his hips slapping down into hers filled the room.
She cried out with each thrust, wanting it all. Wanting more. Wanting him in her. "Oh… yes. Fuck me…"
He panted. "I'm going to breed you. You'll be pregnant with my baby."
She lost control, bucking her hips wildly against him. Her cries became louder as her tension reached a breaking point and hovered there. She pulled hard on his back and butt, trying to get him deeper so he could fill her with his seed. Oh… more. I don't want this to ever end.
He groaned, his butt clenching hard. His body tensed and he ground his crotch against hers.
Her clit exploded. Spasms tore through her and her pussy milked his cock.
Ron shook and then jerked.
She felt the scalding heat of his seed shooting deep in her womb. She spun fast, pleasure wracking her body. They were joined perfectly, his erupting cock planting her pussy with his sperm.
He groaned low and then sucked in ragged breaths.
She floated, happy. Her pussy still milking his cock but now relaxing.
He said, "I love you, Cin. You'll become pregnant and be mine. Your husband will have no choice but to give you up."
~ ~ ~
Cindy said, "I love you so much…" She gripped his head, stroking it. "I'm yours. All yours. Forever."
Rob leaned up and looked down at her. "Always."
But she felt wrong. She had told him everything that had happened. He had taken her, showing her his love and excitement. It had been wonderful.
He knew something wasn't right. "What's wrong?"
"I won't see him anymore."
Rob froze, mid-thrust. "What? Why? I thought you said it was wonderful."
She chewed her lip. "He wants to take me from you and I won't be a part of it."
"Take you?"
"He thinks he can make me pregnant and you'll have to give me up."
Ron looked annoyed.
She shook her head. "It was fun, but no thanks. I won't be in the middle of those kinds of games."
He settled back down onto her, moving a little, but more in thought. "No, you're right. We don't need that kind of bullshit. You're sure about his intentions?"
"Very. A few weeks ago the thought of fucking another man horrified me. But even though I enjoyed it when it finally happened, I never wanted that kind of thing in my life. I only want you. I don't need some guy thinking he can take me. I'm yours."
His hand touched her face. "I understand and I trust your judgment."
She felt immense relief. Even though she had liked it, she had wondered if Rob would be angry if she put a stop to it.
He said, "There's always kiss-dates with Kurt."
She laughed, but shook her head. "No."
"Why not?"
She sighed. "It was cute, but he belongs to Julie. I can get kisses from you all I want; I don't want them from my best friend's husband."
He nodded. "Fun while it lasted."
She wrapped her arms around him.
~ ~ ~
Cindy felt bad, but better. She had to field a call from Ron and tell him she didn't want more. Actually, she would love more, but he wanted far too much from it. She couldn't let it continue.
He had sounded shocked.
She didn't see him at work that day, or the next.
Coming home on Friday, she approached the front door. There was a note on it from Ron: "I'm sorry. Please call me."
She crumpled it.
A quiet thrumming sounded behind her and she turned.
Chuck was riding in on his Harley. It was very quiet. He saw her and lifted his head.
Wanting to comment on the sound, she stepped back out to the parking lot.
"Hi," he said. "I hope this is better." He removed his helmet.
"Yeah, wow!"
He chuckled. "It was bad before. Sorry. I don't mean to be a bad neighbor."
"Oh, you're not."
"We don't really know each other. What's your husband's name?"
"Robert."
"And you were… Cindy."
She nodded.
"I'd introduce my wife, but she isn't anymore." He made a wry face.
"Oh, yeah. We heard about that in the news."
He blew out a breath. "Sometimes I wish I could escape the media." He threw up a hand. "It's just a dealership, but they treat me like some dumb celebrity."
"Yeah, we felt sorry for you."
He said dryly, "Her attorney didn't."
Cindy covered her mouth and giggled.
"Would you and your husband like to come over tonight for some beer?"
"Oh, we don't drink beer. Too much estrogen."
He shook his head. "Neither do I, I was offering because everyone else seems to drink it."
"Oh. What do you drink?"
He shrugged. "Scotch. Vodka. Irish whisky."
She nodded. "I like screwdrivers."
"Your husband?"
"He doesn't drink."
He appeared disappointed. "Oh. Oh well."
"But I'll come over for a drink."
"You will? He'd be alright with that?" He looked at her funny.
She nodded. "Sure."
He tapped a finger against his lips. "Is that why… I saw you going out with a guy…"
She blushed. "It was a date. My husband said it was okay and it was something I wanted to try. A few weeks ago, I was horrified at the idea."
"Horrified?"
"Come on, who lets their wife go out on a date? I feel really stupid talking about this."
He looked nervous. "Oh, no. Don't worry. It might seem out of the norm to some people but a lot of the bikers… er… well…"
"What?"
"A lot of them are rather liberated with their wives. I wasn't and maybe that's why she left."
"Oh."
"You want to come in now? I could use a drink. Owning the dealership is stressful."
She shrugged. "Sure. Rob won't be home for another hour."
"What's he do?"
"Moves people. He's the labor. Contracts out with moving companies."
"Good money?"
She followed him into his condo. "I suppose. It pays all the bills."
"What more can you ask for?" He began mixing drinks.
CHAPTER 16
Cindy came into the house a little unsteady.
Rob rose from the couch. "There you are. Thought you said you weren't going to have anything to do with Ron anymore?"
"I'm not."
"Oh. I saw the crumpled note and your car. Didn't he pick you up?"
She grinned and thumbed to the wall. "I was sharing a drink with Chuck."
"Noisy neighbor?" He looked annoyed.
"He did something to the Harley. It's super quiet now."
"Oh. Really? Were you… doing anything over there?" He didn't sound very sure.
"No, not at all. We talked about his dealership, your job, and how he'll never marry another woman again." She giggled.
"You're trashed."
"He didn't have any orange juice, so I tried straight Vodka. Couldn't do it. Then I tried Irish whisky. About burned my tongue off. So I settled on Scotch. Not as bad."
He chuckled and shook his head. "So no flirting?"
She blinked. "I honestly didn't think abou
t it, though he asked about my dates."
He coughed. "You told him?"
"Well it kinda came up when I said you wouldn't mind if I had drinks with him."
"Oh."
"He had wanted us to come over for beers."
Rob made a face.
"I told him you don't drink but I'd come over. He was really nice."
"He didn't seem shocked at the dating thing?"
"No, he thought it was kinda cute."
"Cute?" Rob looked perturbed.
"He said that the bikers go way farther than that. Gangbangs, swapping, sex parties…"
Rob was holding up his hands. "Oh… I understand now. That's right, they get pretty kinky. Too kinky for me."
She nodded.
He said, "So he's into all that?"
She shook her head. "Oh no, not at all. He thinks that's why his wife left him. He just sells the motorcycles."
"Interesting."
~ ~ ~
Cindy saw Chuck after work again the following Thursday. She waved cheerily and so did he. Nice man.
"Hey, Cindy."
"Hmm?" She was already at their door.
"I bought a smoother Scotch, if you want to test-drive it."
"Oh yeah?"
He nodded and motioned to the house.
"Alright. Rob's home, let me tell him where I'm at."
He gave a thumbs-up and went inside his house.
Cindy went inside. Rob was on his computer, looking over emails. "Hey."
He stood and they kissed. "Day okay?"
"Yeah, Ron came in again looking hungover."
"He say anything?"
"Nope. Just looks. Does his business and leaves."
He sat back down. "You sure you did the right thing?"
"Positive. Chuck invited me to test drive a—"
"Motorcycle? No way."
She laughed. "No, silly. Test drive a new Scotch. Said it was smoother. You want to come?"
He groaned. "I just can't get much into alcohol after our honeymoon." He had thrown up. A lot.
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