~ ~ ~
Tina wasn't sure how to feel. Guilt tried to take the place of victory in there somewhere. Monday turned out to be as bad a Monday as any.
Derek wanted to go to lunch. She had no interest.
Michael, her boss, almost seemed like his old self and even gave her an eye.
She scowled at him as if he were the male incarnation of Valerie. Her look erased his interest like bleach on mold.
Coming home at least offered some solace to her thoughts. She could seek refuge with Gerald and find sense in what had happened.
"Hey." It was Connor, lingering around her parking lot.
Oh god, what does he want? How can I face him? She was well over the hangover, but her mood wasn't all too magnificent. "Hi."
His smile was inviting and he had that bad-boy "I ate the pie" look.
She wanted to spank him.
He thrust his hands into his pockets. "Yesterday was nice."
Nice? Nice? Is that all? "Maybe we shouldn't have…"
He pulled his hands out. "I tried to stop you, but there was no stopping you." His smile was not accusatory.
She blew out a breath. "All I could think about was getting back at your wife."
He nodded. "Understood."
She shook her head and waved him off. "Never should have happened; I had too much to drink."
"That's all right, I was glad I could help."
What does he mean by that? She peered up at him.
He grinned crookedly. "If you feel the need for any more revenge…"
She laughed uncomfortably. "Uh…"
"As long as your husband is okay with it."
"Um…" Am I hearing him right? "What about your wife?"
"Well… You're pretty sure she deserves it. Maybe I can help smooth things over by helping you out."
She laughed louder. "Are you serious?"
"Sure, I doubt she'd ever apologize."
"Uh…" That sort of makes sense…
"So…just let me know."
She made her escape.
~ ~ ~
Tina shook her head over dinner. "He said he's willing to let me take more revenge out on Valerie as a way to smooth things over."
Gerald looked at her with large eyes. "That's awful nice of him."
"Nice?"
"Well, yeah."
The memory of his awesome cock filling her made her squirm. Her pussy clamped on a gnawing emptiness. "So if I wanted to take out some more revenge?"
He frowned judiciously. "Then you should. And he's a gentleman for stepping in to help you with the task."
Is he really meaning that? Or is he covering because he got off seeing me with him? Maybe I should just pretend it's all revenge… She looked down and stabbed at her spinach. She kept her voice even to hide a thrill that thrummed deep inside of her soul. "I might have to, then."
"Good for you; you've been quiet too long."
Quiet with Valerie? Or quiet as in being monogamous? Is there a double-meaning there, husband? "There's probably a little catching up to do."
"I quite agree."
She decided to be direct. "Do you?"
His gaze was level and without any hint of suggestion. "Think of how many times she's grabbed my dick."
Anger rose up within her like an obscuring smoke. Her mouth firmed into a thin line and she adjusted her glasses.
A small smile toyed across her husband's lips. "It was embarrassing."
~ ~ ~
Tina pulled Connor into the house with a shaking hand. "Hurry."
"I know." He began tearing at his clothes.
She fumbled at hers, wanting to rip off the buttons to be naked. "Twenty minutes isn't a lot…"
"I know." He was breathing hard, excited and looking so very naughty. He glanced around. "Is your husband home?"
"No, not for another hour tonight." It was Wednesday, his staff meeting day.
His cock sprang into view and he sat on the couch.
Not being drunk, she wanted to really get a feel for it. She dropped down to her knees, naked, and gripped his erection. It was so very smooth to the touch with a thick mushroom-head that was as thick as the shaft. He was just about the same size as her husband. Gerald's helmet was smaller, though – pointier. This looked even and thick all the way up.
She licked her lips and started to lower her head, wanting a taste.
Connor laughed and grabbed her head. "We don't have time for all that. Get on."
She realized she was trembling as if a constant flow of electricity was jittering through all her limbs. She could not contain her smile, though it felt nervous. "Yes, okay…"
He pulled on his cock, stroking it up to get it ready.
She watched him for a second. It looked fully ready, but his movement ignited a scorching fire within Tina that made her mouth drop open in a silent pant. He's doing that for me. He's stroking his cock so it can go in me. Fuck, that's so sexy.
He motioned.
She climbed on, her legs quivering so hard that the throw pillow against her knee was shaking visibly. She moved her other leg up and over and aimed her pussy at his pole. She lowered herself slowly until she felt the touching pressure against her pussy. Adjusting, she sat down on the invading thickness, sliding down onto his cock easily. Gosh, I'm so wet. This is wild. She closed her eyes and squeezed her pussy onto his hard shaft, relishing the sensation of hard thickness filling her empty space.
He groaned happily. "Fucking awesome." He palmed his hands across her nipples.
She jerked. "My boobs? Are you kidding?"
"No, your pussy. Such an amazing fit."
"Oh, get out."
"No, really." He paused, looking uncertain.
"What?" She wanted to know what he was holding back. She moved her hips a little, enjoying herself while she asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing. It's nothing."
She stopped moving. "What?"
He pursed his lips and gave her that guilty look. "I was going to compare you to my wife…"
Ugh… "Oh…"
"No, it's good. I guess it's sort of hanging there right now, so I'll just say it: you feel better."
A little thrill of interest and hope loped through her. "Oh, come on." She began moving again, up and down on his shaft.
"No, really. Valerie is fine and all, but her…canal isn't as fitting. It sort of opens up more the deeper I go." He gripped her hips and began pumping up. "Yours is like a perfect sheath all the way in."
She heard a moan escape her mouth and she began twisting her hips in circles, rotating on his shaft and feeling the thick head pressing deep and swirling up inside her. She was still shaking. Oh my god, this is better than I remembered in my drunken state.
"Are you sure your husband doesn't mind?"
She gasped. "I said so."
"Hmm." He didn't stop thrusting.
"What?"
"I don't know, maybe I should talk to him."
But I don't want him telling you this is all about revenge… "Why do you have to? I've already talked to him."
"You know, man-to-man, eye contact. Understanding."
Oh brother. Why do men feel they need to cave-grunt at each other like savages to come to an understanding? She sighed raggedly and pushed her hips down harder on his cock. What do I say? I don't really want him getting the wrong idea. This feels too good to blow with some misunderstanding.
She decided to lie and she ground her pussy down harder on Connor's cock. "Look, he's okay with it, but he doesn't want to hear about it. He might decide to stop it. Let's just keep this between us, okay?" She was panting out her words, her hips fucking down on him furiously.
He was panting too, faster. "Sort of like how Valerie can't know?"
"Right…" The thick and filling sensation turned over into a building tension. She ground her pussy down and began moaning with trepidation. Her orgasm was coming and it was tearing gasping moans from her with rising frequency. A tickling tingle erupted in her
clit and her pussy exploded with relief. She cried out, moving her hips frantically. Explosions of tension and relief tore through her, wracking her body with numbness and exhaustion.
He pumped up into her harder and then gripped tight, holding his cock up inside her.
She was feeling the last of her waves pass as his cock sent spurts of his seed up into her convulsing pussy.
Both panting, their lips and mouths met. Tongues collided and fought, driving against each other with a fierce effort of discovery and exploration.
Tina broke the kiss, totally out of breath. Wow, that was awesome. I hope my husband doesn't mind me kissing him. Would he be mad? Should I tell him? How long can I carry on this revenge thing before he suspects? I'm going to want to do this with Connor more than just this once.
EPILOGUE
Tina sat panting on the couch for a half hour after Connor left in a rush. She cuddled in on herself and smiled to no one. There. Fuck you Valerie, if you only knew. Your husband loves my pussy.
Her thoughts wandered to her husband. Gerald supported her revenge. Would he mind if she enjoyed it? Would that fundamentally change their relationship? She felt an amazing surge of love for him in allowing her to get revenge in this way. I am so very lucky…
He came in, catching her still sitting on the couch.
She blushed, her clothes scattered and herself naked on the sofa.
He said, "Uh…does this mean he was here?"
She tried to hide a nervous smile. "Yes…"
His eyebrows twitched and he looked disappointed. "Oh."
Uh oh. "What's wrong?"
He set his briefcase down. "Well, I would have liked to have been here."
"You were at work and he only had twenty minutes—"
"Still."
"You want to be like a chaperone?" She felt a little irritated and confused.
He sat down next to her. "You…are…my wife. Yes."
That didn't sound too bad. "You'd really want to see…?"
"Yes, I would."
"Oh." Would that work? "But what if he like, wanted to kiss me or something? Would you be like some referee calling the shots?"
He chuckled. "No, and I would hope he would want to kiss you."
She let out a breath of relief. "Oh, good."
"So he did you right here on the couch?" He looked around at the cushions, amused.
She shrugged. "It was sort of rushed."
"Aw, too bad. Ask him about the mornings. Her car is gone when I leave."
Would Connor agree to that? Would that be his opportunity to make caveman eyes at my husband so they come to their little male understanding and all that? "Okay…" She didn't feel all that certain. "Is…"
"Hmm?"
"What happens if I enjoy this revenge thing?"
"I should hope you do."
"But, I mean not just for the revenge…"
He leaned close, his eyes intent, and his words slow. "I should hope you do."
~ ~ ~
Tina beckoned, looking around. It was just before eight in the morning and the second time she had done this in a week.
Connor grinned, hurrying into the door. "Good morning."
Yes, it's about to be again – for the second time this week. "Hi."
Gerald raised his coffee cup from the dining table. "Connor."
The man gave a nod and grin. "Good morning to you, too."
Tina fairly bounced on her feet. "Maybe…" she made a motion with her head towards the bedroom door.
Both Connor and her husband chuckled.
Gerald said, "Yeah, she only has an hour."
She gripped Connor's hand as if given permission and pulled him.
He went with her, following.
Her insides sizzled with excitement. Just a few days before, her insides had sparked with uncertainty. She had led Connor into the bedroom for the first time in the morning with Gerald in the house.
She needn't have worried; later that night, her husband had made passionate love to her and whispered his approval and support.
Tina shed her robe, standing naked.
Connor pushed her roughly down onto the bed and immediately began licking her pussy. His tongue moved up and over her clit, wetting and readying it.
She gasped loudly, her nipples hardening rapidly and painfully, aching to be touched and kissed.
He didn't spend long down there.
She opened her legs wider as he climbed between them. Will we ever have enough time to just enjoy it? She let out a loud moan of satisfaction as his thickness filled her aching and needy hole. She panted as he settled fully in, filling her not just with his fat pole, but also his passionate soul. She pulled desperately on his butt, wanting him inside and filling her forever.
But Connor began fucking her, driving his shaft in and out of her on the very bed where she slept with her husband. He groaned with happiness and pleasure, stuffing his cock deep into her pussy.
Tina's moans became breathy, and she gasped and groaned with the so very good feeling of his sliding thickness stretching out her pussy lips. "Ohh, yesss… Fuck me, Connor. Fuck me deep…"
"You like it?" His hips moved slowly, driving his shaft in and out.
"Yes."
The bed rocked to the fucking and she clung to his shoulders, feeling the presence of his weight and the fulfilling thickness of his cock driving her higher.
She gasped, "Harder."
Connor heaved into her, giving her a deliciously rough fucking that was sending her senses out of control.
She cried out, knowing it was coming. Then she noticed her husband standing at her side. What? What? I'm almost there.
Gerald was smiling down at her, a huge lump in his slacks.
Connor slowed and looked at him.
Her husband said, "Lean up."
Tina felt his presences recede a little, his cock angling up in her as he settled upright.
Her husband said, "Keep going." He leaned down and planted a kiss on her.
Tina moaned loudly with surprise. Connor's cock inside her pussy and her husband kissing her mouth was such an intimately sexy connection that she felt her orgasm rush back into full force. She kissed her husband with all the passionate love they shared while her pussy hungrily accepted Connor's sliding shaft. She felt filled on both ends.
Married to Gerald and kissing him with all the love in her heart, she moaned with rising excitement as her married pussy was fucked by another man. She broke, tossed over in emotion as her orgasm took her breath away.
Gerald straightened, smiling with bright eyes as she came.
Her eyes glazed, overcome and overwhelmed by the myriad of feelings washing against her soul like the ocean against the sands of a beach.
Her husband leaned down again and kissed her lips and forehead. "What a beautiful and sexy woman. What a hot, hotwife."
Tina focused on him, listening but not registering. What?
Connor shifted, angling a little more over her and thrusting his cock into her pussy. "She sure is."
She was looking at her husband, though. What? Hot? Me? A smile broke her face. Me, hot. A hot, hotwife. She began to laugh.
Gerald looked at her with amusement and question.
But Tina was laughing with a newfound relief. I had tried so hard to be one and couldn't do it. And then when I wasn't trying, I became what he wanted. If this is what it is, then I'm going to love being a hotwife.
Thank you for reading Yes, I Can Do This, I hope you enjoyed it. As you can see, I don't have a cliché "street team" running around giving me a dozen 5-stars the hour of release. I appreciate all reviews.
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