A Long Weekend at Lake Agony

by Matthew Lee

  “Don't freak out. It's not that bad.”

  I took a breath to calm myself and waited. After a minute, Amy spoke.

  “Yes, I opened the flap. I wanted more light to see if the white bikini washed me out but then I saw Gideon over in his camp walking around without his shirt on. I acted innocent and tried on several suits, giving him a little strip show. I liked that he was gazing at me. He's hot.”

  “That's been established. Go on.”

  “Well, I didn't know how bold he would be. He cut through the trees and walked over to the window. We didn't speak. I stopped and tried to cover up but he shook his head no and then nodded for me to continue. I was trembling but I did. It was so exciting! He stepped back and rubbed the front of his jeans while he watched me. I got so wet. As his bulge grew I couldn't believe what I was seeing; it was really big. You were waiting for me so I put on my white bikini and he went back to his camp. You and I went to the lake.”

  “I fell asleep. When I woke up you were gone. Where'd you go? Bathroom?”

  “Not exactly. I could not get the image of Gideon's bulging crotch out of my head. I tried masturbating but couldn't cum so I saw my chance and took it. I noticed you were asleep and I went back to camp. Gideon spotted me right away and met me at our tent. He just stood there smiling that cocky grin of his until I dropped to my knees and unbuckled his jeans. He helped me pull it out. I couldn't believe I was doing this! My heart was racing and my hands trembling as I closed them around his incredibly thick shaft. I hefted the weight of him and marveled at the heat. This penis belonged on a donkey, not a man, but it exerted some kind of power over me. I jerked it a few times but I was growing increasingly nervous. My guilt was sky-rocketing. I stopped, told him I was sorry and raced back to the lake.”

  Amy stopped to reminisce. After a minute she continued.

  “I glanced back as I hit the trail. He was just standing there smiling. He wasn't upset or frustrated. He stood there with his huge dick hanging out and his feet wide apart, arms crossed on his massive chest. It took my breath away. He was so confident, so manly. It was like he knew I would be back, like he already owned me. It frightened me but attracted me at the same time. Does that make any sense?”

  “No, but I'm not a woman.”

  “True. Anyway, I raced back to my towel and tried to calm down.”

  “Until I showed up and made you suck my dick.”

  “Ha ha! Yes. I was so happy you did that. I was so horny and it made me feel less guilty.”

  “So this explains how it was so easy when Brian and John held you while Gideon fucked you. I thought you gave in awfully fast but now I understand you were already insane with lust. That makes more sense.”

  “Yeah, sorry Baby. The drink and smoke really helped but I had to have him. He's so big!”

  EPILOGUE

  Amy's phone buzzes all the time so I've come to ignore it. Not until she said “Fuck” did I pay her any attention. She looked at me and I raised a questioning eyebrow. She showed me the phone, her hand shaking.

  Gideon.

  After all this time he sent her a text. He was in town and wondered if Amy would like to see him. My mouth was suddenly dry.

  “What do you want to do?” I croaked.

  Amy twisted her fingers and paced our living room. I remained silent as she chewed on it. Finally she made a choice; “Can we see him?”

  I motioned at her phone. “He didn't invite me. He specifically said you.”

  Amy heard the concern in my voice and saw the hurt on my face. She approached our love seat, where she sat and then stood and then sat.

  “What do I do?” she muttered.

  Since our rendezvous with Darryl and Alice, Amy has taken no other lover. She had met no one that caught her eye, but our two adventures had provided us with so much raw sexual material that we both felt no need to add more to it. We had already been fucking like rabbits after our camping trip and Amy's liaison with my co-worker Darryl only made it worse. We were insatiable.

  But Gideon had Amy's number. She couldn't resist him and the chance to be with him again was a powerful draw. I thought about telling her no but feared that would back-fire on me. The no had to come from her. If I tried to impose it she would rebel against my insistence. She was a grown up and independent woman. I waited patiently for her answer. Eventually, it arrived.

  “I want to see him, Randy. I do. I'm sorry but I'm already drenched. What do we do?”

  That now familiar double-edged sword sliced into my guts; I loved that she wanted to fuck Gideon and hated that she wanted to fuck Gideon. My problem was that the yes-go-fuck-him side always won. Always.

  We had been watching Chinatown and Jack Nicholson's face was still frozen on the big screen. He seemed to be sneering at me.

  “You know I can't deny you,” I murmured, excited to hear myself say it. “Can you at least invite him here?”

  “Yes. Thank you, Honey. I'll text him now.”

  For the next hour I watched Amy run around getting herself ready. She showered and she shaved and she primped and she preened. By the time she was finished she was a goddamn knockout and it dawned on me Gideon had only seen her while she was back-packing, and that must have irritated her. When Amy wants to, she can be one of the most gorgeous and sexy women in the world. She was going all out tonight.

  I sat in our den, a nice fire crackling, sipping a Jack Daniels and trying to stay calm. Amy entered. She wore white lace lingerie which I immediately recognized; a teddy that tied at the shoulders and panties that tied at the hip, white lace gloves on her hands. I remembered her outfit from our wedding night. My nuts tightened. She had rocked my world that night and now she was giving herself to Gideon in the same way and it stung. Her long brown hair was curled and her make-up just right, accentuating her big hazel eyes. Her lipstick made her lips gleam and I knew I would soon watch them curl around the plump head of Gideon's cock. Her tone, sexy body made my eyes ache and my hands clench. Desire rose in me like lava but she was off-limits to me. She belonged to Gideon now and for the next few hours, maybe all night. I could not take my eyes off her and she loved that fact. She turned side-to-side, twisting the knife in my guts.

  “How do I look?” she asked, obviously fishing for compliments. “Will Gideon be pleased?” I indulged her.

  “Like Eve. Like Aphrodite. Like a living wet dream built to make men crumble. Baby, you've never looked better. Gideon will devour you.”

  Her eyes flared. “Good answer,” she teased.

  I looked at the pack of condoms on the end table. I'd run out and purchased them when Amy first began getting ready, as we'd agreed, but now a new thought had entered my head. Amy followed my eyes. Our eyes met.

  “We got lucky the first time,” I said.

  “Yes.”

  For the last twelve weeks Amy and I had been unsuccessfully trying to start a family. We went to the doctor and the problem wasn't her, it was me. We'd have to keep trying for a long time and hope, knowing there was a good chance I’d never make her pregnant..

  Her last cycle was weeks ago so the chances she had ovulated in the last few days were high. We'd discussed it and agreed Gideon would need to be protected this time. The odds of conception were just too great.

  So why was I feeling disappointed? Amy hadn't said anything, but I saw the disappointment in her eyes too.

  How could I even consider the thought I was entertaining? The truth was, I was more than considering it; the sexy idea scalded me, sent my temperature through the roof, made my heart hammer within my chest and my testicles clench.

  I held the pack of condoms in my hand. Amy reached out for them.

  I turned and tossed them into the fire.

  Her eyes opened wide in surprise and then settled into the most seductive look she's ever given me. A coquettish smile split her lips.

  She moved closer, standing between my knees. I looked up at her but kept my hand on my drink. It took all my will power to resist touching her
.

  “Do you remember this outfit, Darling?”

  I did not need to answer. She saw in my eyes that I did.

  “I wore it on our special night. Now I’m wearing it again on another special night for us. We traveled so long that day we only made love once and then we both fell asleep. I promise you tonight Gideon will take me more than once. He's going to fuck me all night, Baby. To spare your feelings I never told you how much he cums, but he's a fire-hose. He was dripping out of me after each time I was with him.”

  I winched. Amy was better at this than ever. We want a child and what better physical and intellectual specimen than Gideon? He gets to Amy in a way that no other man ever has, and that list includes me. She submits to him. She wants to submit to him. She's never done that for anyone else.

  “He's going to fuck me in our bed, My Love. I will carry Gideon's baby, for us. We'll raise it and love it as our own but you and me and Gideon will know the truth. Having his child will connect us to him forever. No doubt he will stop by from time to time to check on things. When he does I'll take him into the bedroom and close the door while you take the baby to the park or for a walk.”

  She knelt and opened my pants with careful movements of her hands. I was rock hard when she exposed me to open air. She pulled my pants down to my ankles.

  “Imagine you and me pushing the stroller and people congratulating us on our beautiful child. Every time someone says something to us, your balls will tingle and you'll want to fuck me.”

  She stood up and backed away. Her sexual beauty crushed me. My whole being longed for her; body, mind, and soul. I could stand it no longer and reached for my penis.

  “Good boy,” she said. “Let me watch you cum. Empty your balls on the rug, Honey. I think this time you'll do more than just hold my hand while he fucks me. Since he and I will be trying to make a baby, I think you should be holding and kissing me, maybe even holding my legs open for him. I know you'll get terribly excited and I want you to be soft while he's hard. That way if you get any ideas it won't matter. You won't be able to do anything about them.”

  Honestly, I knew my orgasm would take me no time at all. I began stroking. My wife decided to help me along.

  “Once the first child is older, we’ll have a second baby, and then a third. Her words stabbed me and sent blood surging into my penis. She looked breathtaking and it was all for him. I was so wound up by what we were about to do I exploded quickly, my sperm arching up and out and landing on the carpet. I had saved up for days in anticipation of tonight and the thought that I was wasting it turned me on even more.

  “Perfect,” she purred, and returned to the bathroom for her final touches.

  I heard the distant rumble of a Harley.

  END