She looked at David. He had a big goofy grin, bobbing his head to the music. For him, this was probably the coolest thing he’d ever done. She loved her husband, but he was a nerd. A big old sweet, sexy nerd. When he referred to his frat in college, he meant an engineering frat. And now she was just waving her secret sauce of a man all over the place. What if another woman figured out what a catch lurked behind those glasses? What if they stole him? Thank goodness, she could never talk him into contacts.
She led him to a booth over to the back of the club. They ordered a couple of drinks.
“Now what?” he leaned over and asked.
She waved her hand around. “Look around, see if there is anyone who interests you.”
He pointed to a bleach blonde with big tits and fake nails. If that was his taste, she wondered why he’d ever asked her out. “She looks like she has a nice partner.”
Ava hadn’t even paid attention to the man she was with. He was short, fat and balding, but yeah, he looked friendly enough. She rolled her eyes. “Look for something that interests you other than who will be fucking me if you pick them.”
The drinks arrived. She’d ordered a bourbon on the rocks. She didn’t recognize the name of his drink but it came in a giant glass with a straw and a pink umbrella sticking out of it. She smacked her forehead. Maybe they could pick up a nice gay couple at this rate.
They’d been sitting in the back like swinging wallflowers when Ava noticed a couple watching them and whispering to each other. The woman had a slender build and incredibly long hair that hung in a braid over her shoulder. The man was tall and energetic with spiky-looking hair.
Ava elbowed David and gestured to the couple watching them. He looked them over and gave an approving nod. That must have been all it took, because they started to walk over.
The man held out his hand to David. “Hi, I’m Justin and this is Casey, care if we join you?”
Ava appreciated that Justin went to David first and asked permission and didn’t just make a beeline for her. It somehow made her feel safer, bolder; as if she was under her husband’s protection.
“Sure, you can join us. I’m Dave and this is my wife, Ava.”
Justin took a seat next to Ava and Casey sat next to Dave. He shook Ava’s hand. “So, what are you to into?”
Ava shrugged. “Just the usual, I guess. You?”
“We’re pretty heavy into BDSM, but we’re vacationing from that tonight.”
Ava looked back and forth between them. She didn’t know anyone who would just outwardly admit that. Though most the people she knew worked with her, so she was either their boss or they were her boss. That left little room for conversations about kinks. “I saw a movie about that once. So which of you is the top?”
Casey half-laughed half-coughed into her hand.
“Dom, and that would be me,” answered Justin.
“So, you like, spank her?” asked David.
“And then some. Wanna see?” Before David could answer, Casey was up with her butt in his face. She pulled down her jeans, exposing one red cheek and her g-string.
Poor David didn’t know where to look or if he could look. His eyes darted in every direction. “Oh, that probably really hurt, huh? What did you do to earn a spanking?”
She pulled up her pants and sat back down next to David. “He punished me for being manipulative. That’s how we ended up here tonight. Because I’m manipulative.” She grinned with a great amount of pride as she explained this.
David turned to Ava. “If I spanked you every time you were manipulative, your ass would be fire-hydrant red.”
Ava took a sip of her drink. “Dear, if you ever tried to spank me, my ass wouldn’t be what changed colors.”
Justin pointed at Ava. “I like her.”
All four of them laughed. They sat there swapping stories and having a good time until the club closed. They agreed to meet at Dave and Ava’s house the next evening for a little couples play.
Justin and Casey
As much as Justin had resisted going to Cupid’s Magic Palace or whatever that place was called, he had to admit he enjoyed himself when he actually got there. And it wasn’t just because he was looking forward to fucking Ava. He liked her as a person, and her husband. They were cute together. But he couldn’t lie, she was hot, and he did look forward to fucking her.
The only thing more fun than getting ready for his date was helping Casey get ready for hers. As he buttoned up his shirt, she held up her sheer white bra and her red lace one. He pointed to the white one. “I have a feeling he’ll be in the mood for something sweet.”
She nodded. “I can do sweet.”
He fastened his cufflinks. “That you can.”
The drive over to their place was shorter than he’d imagined, so within twenty minutes of getting dressed they were standing outside of David and Ava’s front door. He brought over a bottle of red wine. He picked a particularly sweet one – after seeing what he was drinking at the club, he figured he’d enjoy it.
The door opened and Justin’s mouth fell open. Ava was wearing a short red dress that hugged her shapely figure and showed off her thick thighs. Her hair was done up in a wavy bun. He wanted to completely unravel her in every way possible. From her smile, he realized he was the one being unraveled. He closed his mouth and gave her a punishing glare. He’d get her for that one. Figuring out exactly what would turn him on and wearing it. Shame on her.
“Please, come in,” she said, moving from in front of the door.
“Here, this is for you.” He handed her the bottle of the wine.
She closed the door behind them and gave the bottle to her husband. She gestured at the living room. “Please, have a seat.”
David brought back the open wine bottle and four glasses. Ava sat down next to Justin and on the other side of the coffee table Casey sat next to David, who didn’t have on his glasses like he did at the club. Justin wondered if he had in contacts or just couldn’t see them well.
The four of them sipped wine, waiting for someone to make a move. The opportunity to break the ice between them came when Justin made a joke and Ava hit his arm. He grabbed her and put her over his lap. He lifted her dress, exposing her ass, and spanked her lightly.
“Didn’t someone ever tell you that hitting people is rude?” He accented every word with a slap.
Ava was giggling as she tried to squirm out of his grasp. Both David and Casey were laughing too. Justin was glad things were going well, had she responded poorly to being thrown across his lap, that would have been the end of their night.
He looked over at David. “You want in on this? I’m sure she’s done tons of things to earn a good spanking. Yelled at you at work? Left the cap off the toothpaste?”
Ava responded before David could. “I yell at everyone at work and he’s more anal about the toothpaste than I am, he gets mad when I squeeze from the middle.”
Justin ignored her. “You going to let her talk to you like that? She called you anal man. One good whack.”
David looked to his wife for confirmation.
Justin sighed. This guy was going to be a real project. Justin stuck his fingers in her panties and ran his fingers along her slit, which turned her giggling resistances to going limp in his lap and moaning.
Justin held up his glistening fingers as her confirmation.
David leaned across the coffee table and gave his wife’s ass a few good slaps. Her face was red and she glared, but she didn’t tell him to stop, and she was the kind of woman who wasn’t afraid to say when she had enough.
Justin let her up off his lap. She stood up, completely flustered. He loved it.
“Take off your dress. I want to see you.”
“Who cares what you want?” said Ava.
Justin just waited.
Casey fought back a smile. She’d played that game herself. David watched his wife as if he was doing some sort of calculations.
Ava reached back and unzipped her dress.
She let it fall to the floor and stood there in her panties and bra.
“Now, come here and get on your knees.”
This time, she looked at her husband for confirmation.
Casey took this as her cue to move in. She reached over and grabbed his erection, stroking it through his pants. She slid into his lap and kissed him.
Ava turned back to Justin and knelt in front of him as he pulled out his cock. Before he could say “suck it”, she had it in her mouth. She licked the head, rolling it around her tongue as she jerked the shaft. Then she took the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it hard. He thrust his cock towards her face, moaning as she sucked him down.
As she blew him, he glanced over to Casey on the couch. She’d already gotten David’s cock out and had it in her pussy as she rode him. From that angle he could see David’s cock vanish inside her again and again, the same way David could see Justin’s cock disappearing down his wife’s throat.
She was good at what she did, and Justin would have come if he didn’t pull her off. He positioned her over the side of the couch and pulled her panties down to her thighs. Then he thrust into her heated hole. He could feel David’s eyes on him as he fucked Ava. That just made it more exciting. He fucked her harder and faster, wanting her to lose her mind on his cock. He wanted her to feel so good she’d be calling his name for a week.
Casey was doing much the same. She was bouncing on David’s cock like a jack rabbit on speed. She and Justin didn’t fuck very often with her on top, but after watching her with David he decided he needed to make her ride his cock more often. He could probably rig something over the bed.
He kneaded his hands into Ava’s hips as he slammed his cock into her hole, making her scream. He could feel himself getting close. He grabbed her hair in his fist and lifted her up against him. “Come for me,” he told her as he pushed into her from a different angle.
A moment later she was trembling in his arms as she came on his cock.
“Good girl.” He pushed her head back down and really drove into her until he filled her pussy with jet after jet of his cum.
He collapsed on the couch just in time to watch David pumping his seed into Casey’s tight pussy with a deep groan.
David and Ava invited them to stay the night in the guest room. The next morning they surprised them with breakfast in bed.
Justin had to admit they weren’t just great fuckbuddies, they were also great hosts. The girls decided to go shopping, leaving David and Justin alone in the house.
Justin asked, “You seem to really get what girls like. How do you do that?”
“Women. They like to be called women. And I wouldn’t say that, you seem to have a handle on what my wife likes.”
Justin waved him off. “You ignore her posturing and neurosis too. You’re just more polite about it. But you’re really good at the feelings stuff.”
David laughed. “Women aren’t that hard to understand. You just have to do a little research.”
“Research?”
“Yes, have you ever heard of a magazine called Cosmo?”
David and Ava
A week had passed since Justin and Casey had last come over. Ava wanted to hang out with them again, but she’d been so busy with work. She was so frustrated. This time she'd placed a huge order for parts and they'd gone to the wrong place. But even worse, no one knew where they were gone. So production on their new line had completely stopped and her million dollars-worth of parts were MIA.
Ava stood in the kitchen on the verge of tears.
“I hate this job.” She turned to David. “I hate your job. I hate our jobs. Our company sucks. Sometimes I think we work for pure evil, which is insane considering we make toys. Toys are supposed to bring joy. I’m not feeling any joy right now. I—”
David pushed her against the wall and kissed her so hard her lips hurt.
She broke their kiss. “Hey, this is no time to be—”
He kissed her again. This time, she melted into it. Her last thoughts on the matter as David tore off her panties were, “I’m sure the parts will show up eventually…”
Justin and Casey
Casey was exhausted after a full day at the library. She’d spent the entire day cataloguing and her brain was fried. That was why when she got home it took a full three seconds for her brain to register what was in front of her.
The living room was lit completely by candles – they were on every surface. And in the center of the room was Justin, holding a bouquet of purple roses. Her favorite color.
“Happy Casey Day, sweetheart!”
She bit back tears. “Um…I don’t believe I’m familiar with Casey Day.”
He walked over to her. “It’s a very irregular holiday. It can happen at any time. It’s the day guys like me show how much they need the Caseys in their life. And I do need you. The way I need air. You complete me, and if it takes a bunch of dead plants and turning our home into a monumental fire hazard then dammit, that’s what I’m going to do. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” He stared into her eyes and declared with all sincerity. “I’d burn down a rainforest for you.”
That did it. Casey laughed and cried at the same time.
He hugged her. “Oh no, I’ve screwed up. I read all the research, Justin gave me. Where’d I mess up?”
She shook her head, wiping her face on his shirt. “No, these are happy tears. I’ve very happy right now.”
“Are you sure? Your happy tears look a lot like your ‘he bought me a collar for Valentine’s Day’ tears.”
She laughed again. “I can’t help it. Sometimes I love you so much it just has to come out.”
He kissed her, softly. “I know that feeling.”
Vacation with Friends - Taylor Lang
Hmmm… can’t believe I’m writing on this, it’s almost over a year and this passion is coming upon me again. It was like heaven, every woman’s dream of a man or scene to befall on. Friends call me Becky, but my husband has a more romantic way of pronouncing that name that makes me want to melt wherever I am. He does this more often when he’s not in time with a planned schedule or trying to make up for lost time, and when ‘it’s about to happen’. But I do get a little bit confused with the last two, because most make-ups end with us in each other.
It’s three years now and we are still happily married; we courted for about 14 months – some of my friends do call it a short period for courtship, some very long, well, whatsoever they might think, we both are still happily married to each other with no kids yet; we both are working towards a plan and living the young couple dreams.
A brief word about my husband, Charles – a good and very sweet husband, light-toned with broad chest and a height every woman wants (you wouldn’t mind the way I’m describing him, we are just so into each other) and most of the time always away on trips. I bet you will guess the kind of job he is into… No!!! … A pilot. Always held up due to his job requirements, just little time with me – this I’ve been able to blend in with. I don’t really know much about this kind of job, I’m not that type of a career woman, just a bit fashion and lifestyle, but one thing I know is that he make up for every lost time he’s away.
Less I forget about my bosom friend, because this story has her shaped in also. Sophie is a very dear friend to me, we got to meet the second night myself and my husband moved into our new house in Brooklyn, NY. She lived just opposite my house for almost two years alone before she relocated over to Miami where her husband lives, although he do come over to visit her in Brooklyn before she finally moved over to his place; their job actually made the separation.
Most of the times when my husband was away on his trips and won’t be coming over in five days time, I do go over to Sophie’s place to spend the night, and most times we do invite friends close by and colleagues at workplace for hangovers, which is most of the time successful. We shared a lot together even though we both are married and live in different houses opposite each other; we go shopping to
gether, visit the cinema all together with our husbands on weekends when they both are available, we both also do go work out often when we see need for it, and several other activities you can imagine. So it was obviously going to be heartbreaking once she told me she would be leaving for Miami to meet her spouse, Henry.
Few weeks to her leaving, my husband and hers needed to come over, so we all could have a lasting parting memory of both families. Five weeks went off like a dash, it was all so sudden to me the rate at which the days went off, but it was actually fun and something to remember Henry and Sophie for; the beach, the clubs, the cinemas and the hangovers both families had. On that day, which was a Friday, because I remembered Saturday to be gloomy and one of the longest day ever, even though my husband was with me to cheer me up and put some life into me because in his words, ‘you were a bit close to death’, that’s what he do tease me with whenever we share moments with the Smiths.
The first three weeks started off to be dramatic and tense because I needed to start living all by myself, reaching for a task well done cheerfully previously with a partner by my side. Weeks turned into months, and I was beginning to live fine once again, this time around with friends I had made with and through Sophie. The truth is that life wasn’t same after she left; it was as if we were blood. Before leaving she promised coming once in every three to four months, spending at least three days with me, so we still keep in touch and make the fullest use of the period whenever she comes around.
Once again I was happy. What ignited my happiness to the peak was on this particular day my husband walked in after one of his usual ‘free-work day’, as I do refer to his day off from work. He came in and I could see him radiating, which made me very curious to what could the occasion be. So I did walk up to him, then the usual ‘sly and tease’ game began. I did peck him asking for what’s the ‘happening’; he nodded, which signified that the peck didn’t work to have him telling me. I went a bit further, giving him a quick kiss on the lips, before I know jack, he drew me back to himself, started off kissing me slightly on the cheek, and then got focused on the lips. This went on for like a minute or two, he made me comfy by getting my back on the sofa, to me this was just what I needed after a long boring day.
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