by Lexi Archer
Abby held my gaze. “You’re absolutely sure? I want you to know that I love you, you’re the most important thing in my life, and this doesn’t threaten that. Only the way you’ve been acting tonight, the things I’ve done because it seemed to turn you on, let’s just say it’s getting me worked up. I need to know you’re one hundred percent absolutely serious about this.”
My cock was throbbing. My heart was pounding. A tingle ran up and down my body as though my skin had fallen asleep all over. I opened my mouth.
“Yes,” I said. “I’m absolutely serious. If you fool around with him a little bit tonight that would turn me on. Fuck would it turn me on! You have no idea!”
Abby grinned and leaned forward to peck my lips. “Then we probably ought to get changed.”
“Get changed?” Abby was already out of the car, but she reappeared rolling her eyes at me.
“You think we’re going to go out to a party at a place called Woody’s Acres dressed like this?”
The door shut behind her and she was sashaying up to the front door at her parents’ place. I paused for a moment to watch her ass working in that skintight dress before following.
10: New Memories
It turned out that what Abby wore to a place called Woody’s Acres was the cutoff shirt and short shorts she bought on that shopping trip a few weeks back. Which was just fine by me. She looked even more incredible in that outfit than she had in the dress. The shorts were so tight they looked painted on, the curve of her ass stuck out from the bottom, and she had the shirt unbuttoned in all the right places so that it showed off her toned body. She was wearing a bra, but that was fine. The way she had the shirt undone at the top showed off the bright pink bra underneath and left nothing to the imagination.
Basically Abby decided that she was going to slut it up a bit. I wondered if she would’ve had more of those buttons done up if I hadn’t admitted what I’d admitted to her in the car. Either way I liked where this night was going already.
There wasn’t anything I could wear that would make me enticing to the ladies. Not that I particularly wanted to be enticing to any of the ladies who would show up at this shindig anyways. So I just went with a comfortable T-shirt, some khaki shorts, and a pair of tennis shoes. I tried to put on sandals, but Abby just laughed at me when I did that and said something about rocks or poison ivy or mosquitoes or maybe all of the above. Either way it seemed like a good idea to wear closed shoes.
Driving out to the place was also an experience. I’d never been on a gravel road before. I wasn’t exactly thrilled about taking the Lexus out on a gravel road, but that was the only way to get there according to Abby. So I kicked up a trail of dust that I knew would result in a trip to the car wash as soon as we got back to the city. I tried not to wince too much every time I heard a piece of gravel jump up from the tires and hit the car.
I was very surprised when we got to the party. There wasn’t a driveway anywhere to be seen. No, there were just a bunch of cars pulled off the road in a field. A field that didn’t look like it was being used for anything other than parking. There were cars of all sorts. Old, new, pickup trucks, compact cars, but it definitely looked like ours was one of the nicer ones. I wondered if they even had a Lexus dealership in this town.
Probably not.
“Are you sure that’s where we have to park?” I asked.
“I’m sure. It’s not going to hurt your baby to park out here,” Abby said.
I sighed and pulled in. Tried to find a parking spot. It seemed like it was a free-for-all with every person for themselves, but at the same time it was an organized free-for-all. Just like back at the school, this had the practiced precision of people who’d been doing the same thing for years. There was sort of an order to the parking lot. Almost. Enough that I was able to pull the Lexus into a spot that was plenty wide enough that I figured I wouldn’t have to worry about door dings. Now mud and whatever the hell else was out in this field getting on the undercarriage…
Best not to think about that. Especially since my wife disappeared through the cars while I was still standing there staring at the Lexus trying to make out potential scratches in the moonlight.
I gave up that futile effort and followed Abby through the rows of cars. I was surprised at how many people had come out to this thing. It seemed like everybody in town must be here, though that couldn’t possibly be true.
I almost jumped in surprise when Abby squealed and started running for one car in particular. I followed her and blinked when we reached it.
“What the hell is that?” I asked.
What the hell this thing was seemed obvious enough though. A giant beat up truck. A body style that I hadn’t seen since I was a kid, something straight out of the 1980s. It had a huge cab in front and a huge bed in the back.
“I can’t believe he’s still driving it,” Abby said.
From the way she said “he” I had a pretty good idea exactly who she was talking about. Then again, who else would drive a giant pickup truck like this? Probably every other redneck in town now that I thought about it. Whatever.
“I assume this is David’s truck?” I asked.
“Yup!” Abby stepped forward and opened the passenger side door. To my surprise it opened with no effort and no car alarm went off. He just left the thing unlocked? I moved up and put a hand on her arm.
“Are you sure about that? I’m not sure he’d appreciate us going through his truck,” I said.
“Shush,” she said. “Nobody locks their doors around here and he wouldn’t mind me getting a look around for old times’ sake.”
It was the mention of getting a look around for old times’ sake that stopped me. I had a pretty good idea what was running through her mind. I knew what was running through my mind was that fantasy that had come to me on the first night I started experiencing these strange urges. The night I’d imagined her in her cheerleader uniform lying back with her body exposed to him in a truck that wasn’t too dissimilar from this one.
The truck had a massive bench seat which I’m sure was a great help to him back in the day. I wondered exactly what they’d gotten up to on that the bench seat, and from the way Abby turned and smiled at me she had no doubt I was thinking exactly what I was thinking.
“I had some fun times in this truck, let me tell you honey,” she said.
I closed my eyes and let out a groan. Abby seemed to be enjoying teasing me like this. And I was enjoying being teased. It was definitely a new development, but it was a hot development. She could tell me all about her old experiences and I’d love every minute of it. I planned on hearing all about it, for that matter.
Of course it’s not like she had many old experiences since she’d only gotten hot and heavy with David before leaving for college and meeting me. That just meant we needed to make some new experiences together as far as I was concerned.
Abby reached up and patted my cheek as she walked past. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll make some new memories in that truck before the weekend’s over? Would you like that?”
It was like she could read my mind. God I loved her. I groaned as I turned to follow her. She was going to kill me if she kept this up much longer. I glanced back at the truck one last time as we made our way through the field, but then I stumbled and nearly tripped and had to concentrate on where I was walking in the relative darkness with only moonlight above to guide us.
Abby seemed to know exactly where she was going, so I just followed her lead. We approached a line of trees and I realized there was a glow right at the edge of the woods. A massive bonfire flickered in the darkness and people moved around it drinking, talking, and having a great old time. There was even music booming. How had they managed to get a sound system all the way out here?
I looked over to my wife as she walked towards the bonfire. I wondered what fresh adventures awaited us there. I wondered how serious she was when she talked about making some new memories in that truck.
I glanced at my wa
tch. It was only about 10:30. This town was so small that it didn’t take very long to get to her parents’ house from the school, get changed, and get all the way out here. I smiled as I looked at my watch.
The night was still young. There was still plenty of time for making new memories.
11: Into the Woods
I’d lost Abby somewhere in the crowd and the anticipation was killing me. Where was she? What was she doing? I left her talking with some friends, including David, and when I returned with some new drinks both of them were gone.
My stomach was twisting with that strange mixture of anticipation, fear, and arousal that was becoming so familiar.
I’d been looking around the party for her for the last ten minutes. The bonfire crackled in the background as I looked through a crowd of shadowed faces moving in and out of the light trying to find them. None of those faces were my wife’s. None of them were faces I recognized, for that matter. No David either.
“Did you lose somebody?”
I turned and smiled. It was Tiffany. If anyone knew where they’d disappeared to it’d be her. She wore a plaid shirt opened to a generous amount of cleavage. Cleavage that was still pretty damned impressive and might’ve been worth a look if I wasn’t so damned intent on finding out where Abby and David disappeared to.
“Have you seen Abby or… Him?”
Her face lit up and a knowing smile spread across her face. A knowing smile that made my cock twitch in my pants at what it promised. “I’m pretty sure I saw the lovebirds disappear into the woods a few minutes ago. If you hurry you might catch the show.”
She winked and then moved off into the crowd.
I let out a groan of frustration. She knew how much I wanted to watch what happened. Why would she go off into the woods like that on her own without giving me a chance to see all the fun? I glanced to the woods. They looked dark beyond the edge of the bonfire, but I suppose I was going to have to go in there if I wanted to see what they were up to.
Besides, it’s not like I could be too mad. I was the one who encouraged her to have some fun in Woody’s Acres, and it seemed like she was doing exactly that right now. I just wished I was there to see, damn it.
I smacked a mosquito away from my arm as I made my way over to the trees. It was darker out here away from the bonfire and I almost brought my phone out to see, but thought better of it. Something told me I didn’t want to. A little voice was telling me I wanted to sneak up on Abby and David, whatever they were doing. I’m not sure where that voice came from, but it was loud. Insistent. It was telling me that I might interrupt something I didn’t want to interrupt if I did something stupid like carry a light through the woods.
I heard voices whispering quietly as I got closer to the trees. I stopped and listened for a moment, wondering if that was them. They were whispering so it was hard to recognize voices.
I moved closer, doing my best to be quiet but not really doing a great job of it. Moving quietly in the great outdoors like this just wasn’t my thing. As I got closer I definitely heard whispering, then a laugh. I saw two shadows up against a tree and my eyes widened. I felt a jolt of arousal coursing through my body.
One shadow was definitely taller, broader in the shoulders. The other shadow was petite and feminine. That was either a woman or a very feminine man. The woman giggled and the taller shadow leaned down and they came together! I stumbled and my cock lurched in my pants as they kissed.
The conflicting emotion warred inside me, but I had to admit I was more turned on than angry watching those two shadows kissing. Was that really my wife making out with some guy? I felt a small flame in the pit of my stomach that was quickly spreading to the rest of my body as I watched.
I moved closer, doing my best not to disturb any of the underbrush, and as I got closer the moon came out from behind some clouds and I got my first clear look at Romeo and Juliet up against the tree. And arousal turned to disappointment.
Damn it.
That wasn’t Abby. It was some girl I recognized from the reunion, Abby introduced us, but I didn’t remember her name. Now that I was sure it wasn’t my wife and David I didn’t bother to conceal myself. I marched right past them. They yelled in surprise as I dove into the woods. It looked like Abby wasn’t lying when she said this was the big make out spot. I just wish she’d given me some signal before she decided to take David out here to relive some of the old glory days!
I heard another set of voices up ahead and I slowed again. Tried to move as quietly as possible, which wasn’t very quiet at all. I snuck up to a tree and peered around it to a small clearing in the woods lit by the full moon above. My breath caught and my heart nearly stopped.
I’d found them!
“Come on Abby,” David said.
My eyes widened, my nostrils flared, and I found myself getting more and more turned on. I was on fire. I was hotter than I’d been since, well, earlier this evening when they had their little forbidden dance. All from the thought of Abby being out here with another man. They stood close together and it looked like things had definitely gotten a little hot and heavy before I arrived. I held my breath, terrified to make any noise, and watched the scene unfold before me.
“I can’t David,” she said.
“Come on Abby,” David said. “For old time’s sake?”
Interesting. She was almost trying to stay faithful even after our little discussion which meant he was definitely trying to get her to do something that went beyond heavy petting. I wondered what he’d asked her to do. I wondered if she’d do it. And I realized that I wanted nothing more than for her to give in to whatever it was he wanted.
“You know I want to David,” she said. “But I can’t.”
Heat coursed through my body in time with the blood pumping down to my cock. I leaned against the tree and ran a hand along my cock. This was so intense. I stared, wanting to capture this moment in my mind forever.
“Come on Abby,” he said. “You always were the best! Nothing’s ever compared to you.”
David leaned forward and put his arms around my wife who sighed and rested her head against his wide chest. My breath caught as he pulled her against him just like he had at the reunion earlier only now as far as he knew I wasn’t sitting at a table nearby watching them and there was nothing holding him back. The moonlight reflected pure lust in his eyes. The bright moon overhead was more than enough to see by, more than enough to see every moment of infidelity. Fuck was this hot!
He held her there in his arms, held her petite tight body against him, moved a hand down and cupped her ass which caused a giggle of delight from my wife who reached up and playfully slapped his chest. But then, much to my disappointment, she pushed him away. He let out a growl that was somewhere between frustration and anger.
Abby glanced over her shoulder in the direction of the bonfire and then back to him. “We can’t do this David. Not like this.”
My mind raced. That glance over her shoulder towards the bonfire suddenly brought everything into focus. He’d brought her out here but she probably wanted to come find me. She knew I’d want to see this, didn’t want to do anything if I wasn’t watching, but oh God I was right here and I needed her to just do this! I wanted to scream out that I was right here and she needed to let this country boy have his way with her!
Only I didn’t. That would give it away. That would ruin the fun for sure.
So I stood against the tree willing her to do whatever it was she was so reluctant to do. The thought ran over and over in my mind. God I needed to see this. I needed to see him take her. Needed to see his cock plunging in and out of her pussy. I felt a burning desire to see them consummate their decade-old relationship, to quench the fires of desire that had been stoking in both of them for so very long and which had been building in me over the past month since I first discovered this fantasy.
Abby looked back to David and apparently decided to take matters into his own hands. He grabbed Abby’s arm and wheeled her aroun
d. Her hand shot down between his legs and she rubbed up and down the length of his cock. I moved my own hand down to my cock again. Rubbed my shaft through my jeans as I watched this drama play out before me. As I watched my wife rubbing her old boyfriend’s cock.
“That’s more like it,” David chuckled. “You know you want this. You’ve wanted this for years, otherwise you wouldn’t have be here in these woods with me.”
“I…”
Now this was an interesting new development. An interesting new development that I was thoroughly enjoying. Apparently he decided to get a little dominant in his seduction of my wife, and it was fucking hot!
David reached up and ran a finger along her cheek. Leaned down and brushed his lips against hers causing a small moan to escape her lips. He pulled back and looked down at her, moonlight reflecting on both of their eyes as lust overcame them. As she gave up on trying to find me and gave over to her desire.
“You don’t even have to go all the way baby,” David said. “Just give me something to remember you by.”
No, damn it! They needed to go all the way!
“What do you mean?” Abby whispered.
David reached out and pulled her chin up so that they were looking into one another’s eyes. Moved a thumb up to her lips. She closed her eyes, opened those amazing lips, and wrapped them around his thumb. My cock was painfully hard as she started sucking on his thumb like it was a miniature cock. I knew firsthand what a great cocksucker she was, how wonderful her lips and tight little mouth were wrapped around my dick, and I could only imagine the wild thoughts going through his mind as she used her mouth on his thumb.
“Looks like you know exactly what I mean baby,” David said. Though it was more of a gasp as her mouth continued working his thumb.
I leaned forward. I wasn’t even sure if they’d done this back in the day. She’d never been big on the specifics of what she’d done with David, it’d been a sore spot before this fantasy made me painfully interested in everything she’d done. Would she?
