Jeannie sat up, holding onto the stained glass lamp hanging above the pool table. She slowly rose and fell on his cock. She kept just the tip inside and plunged back down. They both cried out. Kyra was not out of surprises yet. She leaned in and sucked one of Jeannie’s nipples, while also playing with her clit. With her free hand, Kyra rubbed her own pussy. Ethan lost all control. Jeannie rode him harder, but it wasn’t a long ride.
“Shit! Sweet Jesus!” Ethan cried. He pounded his fists on the pool table as he shot his load inside Jeannie. He didn’t know if she came with him or not. Frankly, he was past caring. His own orgasm seemed to short-circuit his brain. He was only dimly aware of Jeannie and Kyra making out while his wife vigorously rubbed the redhead’s pussy, which still pulsed around his cock.
With a contented sigh, Jeannie climbed off Ethan and quickly dressed before blowing them a kiss and leaving the couple alone. She thoughtfully pulled the doors closed behind her. Ethan pushed up from the pool table, his back stiff from the hard surface. When he swung his legs over the side, Kyra moved between them and they embraced, tightly holding each other. They clung together, neither wanting to let go.
"Thank you for tonight. It's been so amazing," Kyra said.
"You're telling me. Every time we do something new I think that nothing could top it. But I'm telling you, what just happened here, that was the greatest thing ever. I swear it. Seeing you kissing Jeannie while we fucked, watching you touching her—Oh my God." He kissed her. "You are the sexiest woman on the planet."
"You're too kind, and you're biased. There are some pretty hot women here tonight."
"They don't hold a candle to you. I mean it."
"Well, I'm glad you had a good time, honey."
"I did. I'm glad you talked me into it," Ethan said. "It's funny, it seemed like you were having second thoughts when we got here. I'm glad you let go and enjoyed yourself."
"It's just the first time I felt like I had to compete. Before, we always knew what was going to happen, more or less."
"But tonight, anything could happen."
Kyra nodded. "Exactly." She turned around and leaned back against him. His arms went around her and he nuzzled her neck. "I guess my old insecurities came roaring back. I mean, all you guys were sniffing after Sarah. And Jeannie's so tall and beautiful. I just worried I wasn't going to stack up."
"I am sure you proved that wrong."
"I may have received one or two compliments," Kyra grinned.
"I'm sure you did."
They fell silent and enjoyed each other's company for a while. Ethan finally decided they should probably get dressed. It was odd to just be leaning against a pool table in someone else's home, totally naked.
"I'm done for the night. You girls wore me out. But if you want to go play some more, please, go ahead.
Kyra walked closer, dress only half-buttoned, and kissed him hotly. "I just want to spend the rest of the night with my husband, if you don't mind."
"Then let's go see what everyone else is doing."
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"I thought you were done fooling around like that!" Melanie chastised her friend.
"I am. But I never said I wasn't going to have a little fun here and there. And I thought Bill was ripe for a little payback."
"You said everything was cool with him after that day in the hotel room."
Kyra chewed a forkful of salad and then sipped the glass of wine she'd ordered with lunch. "Oh, nothing else has happened, but he never lost interest and he's kept making little attempts to see if the door's still open."
Melanie chuckled. "Men. They never really give up, do they? But I almost feel sorry for the guy. I mean, you've changed a lot in the last few months. You practically exude sex now."
Kyra almost choked on a tomato. "Melanie! What the hell?"
"Oh come on, your, um…extra-curricular activities…have changed you. Even Harris has noticed." Harris was Melanie's husband. The two couples had had dinner a couple weeks ago.
"What did Harris say?"
"I caught him checking you out all through dinner, and I said something when we got home. I wasn't mad—I get it—but I thought it would be fun to tease him about it."
"And?" Kyra tried to remember what she'd been wearing that night. It was just a LBD—Little Black Dress, but then she thought, It was pretty low cut and a little short. It was funny how showing off like that just seemed normal to her now, when in the past she would have worn a sweater over that dress, if she would have worn it at all. But compared to what she might wear when she and Ethan were out for a night of fun, that dress was positively chaste.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but he asked if you were having an affair. Just because of how much you've changed, and that's the stereotype, you know? I just said that you and Ethan were trying different things to reinvigorate your marriage. I didn't get specific, but I did suggest that maybe we could try a little of that ourselves."
Kyra raised her brow. "Really?"
Melanie's cheeks burned crimson. "No, not like that. I could never handle that. But I thought it might be fun if we played some games. Maybe we could go to a bar and Harris could pick me up."
"I think that could be a lot of fun. You'd be surprised what you might be open to if you're pretending you're not yourself."
"I dunno. Maybe." Melanie stared down at her plate. "We'll see. I might just feel silly."
"No reason to feel silly. You're a sexy woman, not just someone's mother or wife. You have to embrace your own womanhood, or lose it. You guys should totally do it. And when you do, I have the perfect dress for you to wear."
"Anyway, you were telling me about Bill."
"Right. Okay."
Bill had left Kyra alone for more than a month after their encounter at the hotel. There were no more sexy emails and she did her best to avoid her former paramour when she was in the office. She just couldn't think of what they would say to each other. Sure, we had some fun, and thanks for making me cum when my husband had his head up his ass, but I'm good now. She just didn't see any conversation between them going well. It was only when they were forced to interact that she finally relaxed.
Kyra was assigned to prepare a presentation with Bill and she felt like a virgin on her big night before she met him in the conference room. She'd purposely dressed down that day, wearing gray slacks and a loose blouse, but the dress pants hugged her ass and the fine silk of her white blouse draped he curves of her breasts. She knew Bill was peeking, probably remembering how she looked naked, but he never said anything. He was the soul of professionalism. Kyra was relieved, and after that meeting she returned to normal relations with Bill, treating him just like any other coworker.
As Kyra and Ethan delved further into their new lifestyle, her new confidence bled into every aspect of her life. While she’d been taking better care of herself before that, she stepped it up dramatically, without really realizing it at first. Her pale blonde hair had grown past her shoulders—the longest she’d had it in years—and as she got into better and better shape, her manner of dress became more daring. She wasn’t dressing for work the way she would for a night out with Rob and Ami, but her outfits were more form-fitting, her skirts shorter. She didn’t mind showing cleavage and liked it when she caught someone looking down her top, as long as they weren’t boorish about it. She thought about her male coworkers talking about her being hot, and it excited her.
It only took a couple weeks after Kyra thawed toward Bill for him to start coming on to her again. It started with him dropping by her cubicle more often and his just happening to be in the coffee room when she went for the morning cup. If they were alone, he would try to strike up a conversation to keep her there.
“How’s it been going?” Bill asked idly.
“Oh, fine. Just keeping busy,” Kyra replied. She smiled at his efforts to keep his eyes from the swells in her snug, blue mock-turtleneck.
“Yeah, it seems like you’ve been busier than usual. I hardly see y
ou anymore.”
“We are both supposed to be working here.”
Although she wasn’t giving much back, Bill still tried to keep the small talk going until Kyra insisted she had to get back to work. He reluctantly moved away from the door and offered a final, “We should grab a drink after work sometime.”
“We’ll see.” It was what she told the kids when she didn’t want to say no. But Bill turned out to be just as persistent as a five-year-old who’s after a special toy. The emails soon started again. Bill wasn’t as direct as before, but he did keep asking her to lunch, or for a drink after work. And he always made sure he got in a compliment about how great she looked that day. Another woman might have complained to HR, but part of Kyra liked the attention, even if she no longer had any desire to fool around with him.
Melanie stared at Kyra as she finished her story. Kyra saw a mixture of awe and judgment in that look. Even if Melanie thought what Kyra did was wrong, there was a part of her that was jealous she didn’t have it in herself.
“Do you really think playing with Bill like that is a good idea? You know how guys can be,” Melanie said.
“It’s not like he’s going to rip my dress off and attack me in the middle of the office. I really do like the thought of meeting Bill for a drink and really torturing him, but I wouldn’t do it without running it by Ethan first.”
“He’d go for that?”
Kyra laughed. “I’m not sure there’s much my dear husband wouldn’t go for these days!”
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She mentioned it Ethan one night after they’d put the kids to bed.
“Bill is after me about having a drink after work.” It was an off-handed comment made while she fingered her way through a magazine and Ethan was brushing his teeth, which prevented him from commenting immediately.
After a spit-and-rinse, he was back and sat beside her on the bed. He clicked off the pretty, pulled-back redhead giving the weather and asked, “The Bill?”
“Yes, that Bill. I stopped giving him the cold shoulder and now he’s sniffing around again. I thought I should tell you because of our new policy of honesty.”
“Thanks, I think.” He seemed weary, and she could understand why. Sure, their marriage was open now, but they only played together, and Bill wasn’t just any guy. He was the man she almost cheated with. “I don’t have anything to be concerned about, do I?”
“No, of course not. I love you, and we’re in a great place. I would never go out and play without you.” Kyra meant to just pat his groin through his shorts, but when she felt him twitch, she kept her hand there. “I know you don’t want a cheating wife. Just a swinging one.”
Ethan laughed. “Is his wife hot?”
“Ah, no. Bill’s not that great looking. He’s really not my type at all. It was never about that.”
“Oh, I know. But I also know you like the attention anyway.”
Kyra’s porcelain cheeks reddened. Ethan wasn’t wrong. She did like knowing Bill still wanted her, even if she had no interest in him. And when she thought about teasing Bill she felt her pussy dampen. “Maybe,” she admitted coyly.
Ethan circled her hard nipple, outlined in her tank top, with his thumb, and Kyra gasped. He cupped her tit and pushed harder at her nipple. She closed her eyes and thought about the way Bill, and the other men, had been looking at her in the office. She knew Bill just had to get hard when she bent forward to get a new creamer from one of the lower cabinets, giving him a perfect view down her blouse. Whenever she wore something she knew might get peeked at, Kyra made sure to wear one of her sexiest lacy bras. And sometimes, her nipples got so hard they were visible through her blouse, like they were for Ethan now. The warm tingling took over her cunt and she pushed her hand inside Ethan’s pajama pants to get it on his growing hard-on.
“Oh, I know it’s not just maybe,” Ethan teased. “I know you want all the guys after you. I bet your pussy is soaked right now just from thinking about it.”
Again, in a husky voice, “Maybe.”
His fingers toyed with the lacy edge of her boy shorts before slipping underneath. He caressed her hot, smoothly-shaved mound and pressed above her clit. Kyra pushed her hips up from the bed and moaned, grabbing his shaft tighter. A finger slipped between her lips and he found he was right. She was very wet.
“I think you should take him up on that drink and give him a good tease. Show him what he’s never going to get.”
“Ahh…honey…”
“It’ll make you so horny, and then you can come home and fuck me silly.”
“Mmmm…yessss…”
Kyra was so horny. God, she wanted her husband to fuck her. She played with the head of his cock and he trembled and moaned. “You like knowing men want me, don’t you?”
“Yeah. I love having a hot little wife.”
“Ohhh…ohhhh…Ethan…” He rubbed her clit harder, and new pleasure bloomed inside her. “IIII…”
“What, babe?” Ethan moaned.
“IIII…need you...”
Kyra pushed Ethan onto his back and pulled his pants down. It was only another moment before she shed her boy shorts and climbed atop her husband. She sheathed him inside her and sat up straight, savoring the fullness. Ethan reached for her camisole, and she pulled it over her head and tossed it away. He mashed her breasts in his hands and she fought her cries when he pinched her nipples. The last thing she wanted was to wake the kids down the hall. If they didn’t finish she thought she might go crazy. She rocked her hips slowly, building the delicious friction.
“You are so damned sexy, honey. I love you so much,” Ethan said, gazing into her eyes. His gaze trailed over her beautiful body, then back to her face. Seeing his love and desire almost made her cum on the spot. That look was why no matter how good some other lover might be, it would never be as good as with her husband. She could never feel for another man what she felt for Ethan.
Ethan’s hands moved to her hips and he guided her in circles before shifting her up and down. Kyra took the cue. She badly needed to cum anyway. She leaned forward and he caught her nipple in his mouth. Her cunt locked around his cock and she rocked harder and harder back and forth on him. White-blonde hair fell all around her face as she hung her head and whispered, “Yesss…God yesss…baby…God you make me hot…”
“Let go, baby,” he moaned. “I love it when you let go. Imagine how much Bill wants you. He wants to fuck you so bad…”
“Ohhh…yesss…”
“He’s aching for it, but he can’t have you…”
“Nooo…I’m yoursss…”
“If you lean over one more time he’s going to cum in his pants…”
“God! Ohhhh…honey…yesss…”
“You’re such a hot fucking tease…he wants those tits so bad…wants to fuck you…ohhh…fuck…” Ethan’s words faltered and she knew he was right on the edge. She was there too.
“Yessss…yesss…Oh fuck yes!” It was so hard to stay quiet. Kyra buried her face in his shoulder, even bit him to muffle her cries as she came. Her pussy clenched around his shaft and she felt his jizz jet inside her.
They were both panting hard and cling to each other for a long time after their lovemaking. Kyra finally peeled away from him, but stayed close, snuggling into his side. “Honestly, what do you think? Was that all play, or do you think I should toy with Bill a little bit?”
“Sure, it serves him right. And I know it will make you hot and I will benefit from it. I love you and I know I have nothing to worry about. I trust you.”
“You’re right. I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more than I do right now,” she sighed.
Kyra closed her eyes and thought about the perfect outfit to tease Bill.
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