by Mia Moore
“And since then, you’ve never wondered…thought of trying it again, as an adult?” Sophie’s grey eyes never wavered looking into mine.
“I can’t.” Even to my own ears it sounded weak. There really was no can’t, it was a matter of won’t. If I dismissed it out of hand, why WAS that? Fear? Fear I’d be somehow diminished in the eyes of any woman I was with? But I wasn’t with ‘any’ woman; I was with Sophie. As far as Maggie was concerned, the small smile on her lips, the arousal and curiosity echoed Sophie’s.
Fear that I’d like it too much? But Sophie and Maggie had liked their bi-action, and they were still quite hetero afterwards.
A buzzer sounded from the kitchen and Maggie jumped to her feet. “The pizza and wings!”
Sophie smiled and turned to face her. “I’ll help you this time.” She rose and the two women left Phil and I alone.
Chapter 23: Phil
At first Gus’s story made me uneasy and then surprised. Uneasy because I found it arousing, surprising that such a smartass as he would ever admit to an encounter like that, even though he was just a kid at the time. But, sitting there alone with him after the women went to fetch the food, I couldn’t help wonder what had happened to the smartass. He’d shown more honesty and sensitivity than I’d ever seen in college.
Was it Sophie’s influence? If so, then he’d better keep her around. This was a Gus I liked far more than the old one.
“That took guts to admit all of that.” I looked across to see him staring into his wineglass. It was nearly empty, so I topped it up.
“I’m going to be honest with you, as well. I’m bi-curious. I see Maggie and Sophie having a great time together and I’ve got to wonder—what would it be like? Maybe someday…” My chin dropped and I looked away.
“It would change things between us, I think.” Gus sat back in his chair and looked into my eyes. “Don’t get me wrong. You’re a good looking guy and if there was ever anyone—”
“You’re right.” I stood and stripped the robe from my body. I needed a swim, anything to put some distance between me, the conversation and Gus. I’d felt a warmth in my cock when he’d been talking. There would come a time when I’d explore this, but probably never with Gus.
I walked over to the side of the pool and braced myself for the cold water. Before I could raise my hands above my head and dive in, he was there. My head swiveled and I looked into his eyes. The corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile and his hand rested lightly on my back.
“Look, you’re my best buddy. This bi stuff has you curious, I get that.” He grinned and slapped my back. “Can we start with a hand job? See how that goes?”
Despite the earlier attention that my cock had enjoyed, it started to thicken again at his words.
His chin dropped and I could feel his gaze on my cock.
Was he serious? He continued watching it and I could feel myself getting more and more aroused.
“Sophie told me she’d like to see it—you and me getting it on.” His fingers drifted along the length of my shaft, sending fresh lust to my groin. “Why not? It doesn’t mean I wouldn’t rather be with a woman but…I’ll try it.”
A gasp escaped, followed by a groan when his hand gripped me, rolling up and down my shaft, twisting his wrist and twirling his hand on the downward stroke. Was it the forbidden aspect that I found so hot, aching for him to continue or was it the fact that his hand knew my cock so well, the way a man would?
Either way, his hand rolling over it, squeezing and lingering just under the rim of my knob had my heart thudding in my chest. Oh God…I gasped when he touched the area behind my balls, pressing his fingers into it. His other hand continued stroking. Fuck, it was good.
At a movement in my peripheral vision, I glanced over to see Maggie. Sophie stood behind her, looking over Maggie’s shoulder while her hand played roamed down Maggie’s stomach. Both sets of eyes were focused on Gus’s hand massaging my cock.
The head of his shaft grazed along my thigh. I looked down to see the glistening tip and reached for it. The ropey gland on the underside pulsed under my fingertips as my hand made its way to the thickest part, where it joined his body.
His face was above my shoulder; his breath gasping raggedly at my touch. The sound of his arousal only served to increase mine. No more light touches. I grabbed his cock in my hand, pulling and pushing at it the way he was doing me.
After all the fun earlier today, there wasn’t the urgent need for release. No, I could have stood there all night, our hands fondling each other’s cocks, gasping at the new sensations, the pleasure his hand shot through me. It was so good that I forgot to breathe. Each stroke hot until his hand did something different, varying the speed and then the pressure.
Oh God. I gasped when he dropped to his knees and looked up into my eyes, still massaging my meat.
Fuck… My knees buckled when he placed his mouth on it, tongue swirling, lowering a bit at a time.
I panted, my legs trembling as the exquisite sensation in my cock. The fingers of his other hand massaged my balls and the perineum area just under them, snaking down to glide over my asshole. My eyes drooped softly, mesmerized by the sight of another man sucking my cock, the eroticism of it all while my wife and her girlfriend watched.
Lust and desire swelled inside. “Oh fuck, Gus…” I pulled back and bent over, easing down until my hip rested on the surface…and then the scratchy roughness against my back. For a just a second I laid there, my legs lolling outward, throbbing cock craving more of his mouth. But that wasn’t all. The sight of his heavy shaft, the torpedo shaped head above the thick ropey shaft, strings of veins pulsing in a desire to match my own…I gripped his leg, pulling him till his hip was next to my shoulder.
“Fuck…” A jolt of pleasure from his hand gripping my rod…his hot mouth closing on it…
I grasped his turgid shaft, and he raised his upper leg, easing his groin closer to my head. My lips parted, neck muscles straining to be able to take it inside. Oh God, I’d never done this before. I pulled it away from his stomach, bending it to my mouth and tongue. He jerked forward and I tasted him, salty, becoming tangy as his cock slid over my tongue. The scent of his balls and the base of his cock, was a musky blend of masculinity and the cum from Sophie. It filled my nostrils as my mouth slid lower.
He was driving me wild with his mouth and hands…tongue flicking over the knob before each descent of his mouth…my balls in the palm of his hand while his fingers did a rolling press on the muscle behind them. Oh Jesus…my heart hammered hot lust through my veins.
I scooped my arm around his ass and clutched the tight muscle, pulling him hard and close. My jaw strained wider still to take more of him in…pushed and pulled by his mouth on my own meat.
“Oh fuck, that’s so hot.” Maggie’s voice was behind me, barely registering in the loud hiss of my nostrils, pressed into Gus’s balls.
The warmth of his mouth was gone for an instant and then there was the sound of him spitting. OH FUCK! His hand slid quickly over my knob and down in short fast strokes. My eyes closed and I became still, lost in the driving lust of his hand and tongue on my cock. My pelvis rocked uncontrollably with each stroke…pumping into his mouth and hand. Hot, so incredibly hot…cum shot from me…again…jerking forward…pressure under my balls forcing more.
I jerked away from his mouth and my hand swept his off me. For a few moments, I just laid there, unable to move, trying to catch my breath.
His cock twitched against my tongue and I lowered my mouth so that I was closer, nose pressed into his balls again. Heart thundering, I stroked his shaft in tandem with my mouth, up and down. He was rock hard and I worked his cock, determined to give him the same pleasure he’d given me.
His hand alighted on my shoulder. “I can’t, Phil. It was all too much today. I’m not gonna cum.”
I lifted my head and turned to look at him.
Now it was his turn to wear a sheepish grin. He edged away and rolled over
onto his back. “Sorry. You could get lock jaw down there and I still wouldn’t come.”
I sat back on my haunches, my cock soft and sticking to my thigh. It had been quite a day; he wasn’t lying about that. Sure I’d come, but it had been a short intense one.
He turned and looked at me as Sophie knelt at his side. “It was hot though.” He smiled and his hand caressed her thigh, still gazing at me. His eyes were soft. “Maybe next time.”
Epilogue: Six Months Later—Maggie
Phil was still sitting at the table when I returned from getting the mail at the end of the driveway. I pulled my boots off and shed my winter coat, juggling the hanger in one hand with the vellum envelope in the other, struggling to get the heavy woolen fabric on the hanger.
I slipped into my slippers and ambled across the foyer, my finger hooking into the flap to tear it open.
“Hey, get this.” He sounded excited.
I looked up and saw him peering at the screen of his laptop, still engrossed in reading the news of the day. He looked up when I put my hand on his shoulder and then pointed at the screen.
“That accounting firm where Gus was working…They got busted for money laundering. Who would have thought? I guess he’s out of a job again.” He picked up the mug of coffee and took a sip.
My heart squeezed in my chest thinking of Gus and Sophie. Just when everything was working out so well…I sighed as I finished tearing the flap of the letter and scooped the card out. It was pretty with the two doves holding the ribbon in their beaks, flying over an embossed heart.
I opened the card and my hand jerked up and down on Phil’s shoulder as I read. Oh my God!
“Maggie? What’s up?” He turned in his chair and looked up at me, worry written all over his face.
“It’s Gus and Sophie! They’re getting married!” My jaw dropped even though there was a smile on my lips.
His head dipped to the side and he frowned. “They probably sent that out before all this crap.” His hand swept up, indicating the screen of the laptop. “Poor guy.”
“WAIT!” My eyes flashed to him and my feet started doing a happy dance. “They’re getting married in Hedonism! I’ve always wanted to go to Jamaica! Especially now with all this fucking cold weather.”
He rose and placed his hands on my upper arms, looking down at me with those gorgeous eyes, now sad. “But Maggie, they can’t now. Don’t you see?”
The doorbell rang.
We both turned at the sound. It was a blizzard out there. Half of the roads weren’t even plowed yet. True it was Saturday, so no big rush to get them done but…
“Who could that be?” I started back to the door pulling my robe tight together, cinching the belt. There was the soft padding of Phil’s slippered feet behind me.
I opened the door a few inches and curled around the door to peer out the narrow opening. Even then, a gust of wind and snow, managed to blast in.
OH MY GOD! My eyes grew as big as dinner plates seeing Gus and Sophie standing there. Sophie was bundled up in a long goose-down coat, but GUS? What the hell?
“Come in!” I opened the door wide and stepped back to allow them in.
Gus held up an envelope, following Sophie inside. They were both grinning like kids at Disneyworld, but the odd thing was the way he was dressed. I’d never seen him look so formal! He was more handsome than ever, in the dark cashmere topcoat.
“We’re so excited!” Sophie was almost quivering, her cheeks rosier than ever as she reached forward and gave me a hug.
I returned her hug, feeling the brush of snow on her coat melt under my hands. She let me go and was then on to Phil behind me.
“Congratulations!” I reached for Gus and kissed his cheek.
Behind me, Sophie piped up. “Isn’t it exciting! We just left the Commissioner’s office and came straight over to share it with you.”
I turned, about to ask her what she meant but Phil beat me to it.
“You got a job at another office? Great! I read about that accounting firm.” His mouth pulled to the side as he stepped forward to give Gus a hug.
I sighed and held my hand to my chest as a grin spread on my face. “So the wedding’s still on?” I reached for her arm and squeezed it.
Her brows knitted and she shook her head slightly. “It was never off.”
“Here’re your plane tickets. Hedo Jamaica, here we come.” Gus held the envelope up in front of Phil.
I looked at my husband and could see reluctance there as well. Six years of marriage will do that. We could read each other’s faces. “We can’t.” He mumbled.
There was no way they’d be able to afford airline tickets, not with him getting a new job.
Gus unbuttoned his coat and slipped it from his shoulders. Oh my. He even had a suit and tie on! There was a gold flag and ribbon pinned to the lapel.
“Don’t be silly. Of course you can. You’re the maid of honor and best man. You HAVE to be there.” Gus took the coat that Sophie handed to him and turned to the closet.
Again, a look passed between Phil and me.
Phil cleared his throat and looked down at his slippers for a moment. “Gus, can’t you put this off until you at least know if the new job will work out?”
Gus turned from the closet, his eyebrows question marks above narrow, puzzled eyes. “What new job?”
I puffed out a gust of air, loudly. We were going in circles here, trying to be all polite and considerate. “You lost your job when the accounting firm got busted. You’ve got a new job at some commissioner’s office but who knows how that will pan out, with your luck? Postpone the wedding until you know.” I sighed and looked at Phil.
Sophie’s hand spun me around, to face her. Oh my God, even SHE was dressed up—chic jacket and skirt to match, a dusty pink that really brought out her coloring.
“Gus is FBI. HE was the one who busted the accounting firm. He just got a medal and commendation. We came here to tell you. He’s getting a new job all right but not in an office. He’s starting with the State troopers when we get back from Jamaica. No more under-cover work and travel.”
I stumbled backward and would have fallen if not for Phil’s arm catching me. I looked at Gus, who was grinning from ear to ear.
“Tell them the rest, Sophie.” He rocked back and forth from his toes to his heels.
“I’m going to work for them too! I’m in charge of the canine unit!” This time her feet bounced back and forth on the hardwood floor, her eyes shut and hands clapping.
I didn’t know who to hug first, looking from one to the other!
A huge grin appeared on Phil’s face and he plucked the envelope from Gus’s hand. “In that case, see you in Hedo!”
“Uh…now can we celebrate?” Gus stepped closer and his fingers untied the belt at my waist.
I took his hand and then Phil’s leading the way into the bedroom. Phil laughed and pulled Sophie into his other arm.
“Celebrate, as only we can!”
The End
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Table of Contents
A WICKED SWINGER WEEKEND 1:
THE HOUSEGUEST
Chapter 1: Maggie
Chapter 2: Seven Years Earlier…
Chapter 3: Phil
Chapter 4: Gus
Chapter 5: Maggie
Chapter 6: Gus
Chapter 7: Phil
Chapter 8: Maggie
Chapter 9: Phil
Chapter10: Maggie
Chapter 11 Gus
A WICKED SWINGER WEEKEND 2:
ANOTHER GUEST
Chapter 1: Maggie
Chapter 2: Phil
Chapter 3: Gus
Chapter 4: Sophie
Chapter 5: Gus
Chapter 7: Maggie
Chapter 8: Gus
Chapter 9: Sophie
Chapter 10: Phil
Chapter 11: Gus
Chapter 12: Sophie
Chapter 13: Gus
Chapter 14: Sophie
Chapter 15: Gus
A WICKED SWINGER WEEKEND 3:
GUESS WHO?
Chapter 1: Maggie
Chapter 2: Sophie
Chapter 3: Phil
Chapter 4: Gus
Chapter 5: Maggie
Chapter 6: Sophie
