Adrienne laughed. ‘You’re so sweet, honey.’
‘I’m serious,’ he insisted. ‘I mean… sure, she was really pretty… you don’t get to sleep with someone like that very often…’
‘Not now you’re married,’ Adrienne joked. ‘Well, maybe not…’
Noah managed to force his wife’s fly open, and dip his fingers inside to touch her hairless pussy while she continued to pump his cock in one hand. ‘But… it’s like… I’d done it before enough… you know, in my past… I don’t know… she was good, but I’ve had sex enough times before… so the real mind-blower right then was the fact that you were sleeping with someone else. Does that make any kind of sense?’
Adrienne moaned as he slipped the tip of a finger inside her hot, wet sex. ‘Uh-huh,’ she said. ‘Sleeping with girls is something you’ve done before. Having your wife sleep with other men was not, so you were distracted when you were with her.’
‘It was still good…’
Adrienne pulled away from him, dropped down to kneel in front of him, reaching forward to drag his jeans down and off his legs, freeing his impressive erection. ‘What did she do with you?’ she asked him. ‘What did she do with you that I don’t do with you?’
She stood up and he pulled her to him, kissing her smooth stomach, breathing in that slightly strange scent on her skin that attested to her intimate night with another man.
‘She liked… you know… my mouth on her…’
‘Pussy?’ she laughed. ‘You can say ‘pussy’ if you like. Or ‘vagina’, but that’s kind of formal between us.’
He peeled down her own jeans now, revealing her own heavenly pussy, since neither of them had bothered with underwear during their rapid escape. Kissed her just above the point where soft dark hair would have been before she’d shaved it off for another man’s enjoyment.
‘She liked my mouth there,’ he said, teasing her now by not saying the p-word.
Adrienne giggled, and pulled him to her—onto her, in fact, on the floor, where they were almost wrestling before it turned into a long, sweet kiss, Adrienne straddling him where he lay on the carpet, pushing her hot body down against his hard cock.
‘So you went down on her a lot?’ she asked him. ‘That’s where that came from all of a sudden, huh?’
‘I guess so… although, more often than not it wasn’t me going down… she liked being on top, if you know what I mean.’
‘On top?’ she laughed. ‘And you liked that?’
Noah shrugged. ‘Yeah. It was pretty hot. Only most of the time I was thinking about doing it with you.’
‘Naughty boy,’ she sat back, taking his cock in her hands again, pumping him. ‘You know it’s rude to sleep with someone and think about another woman while you’re doing it?’
‘I guess I was a little rude last night…’
She shifted down, took his hardness in her mouth. Noah moaned, lifting his head to gaze down at her bobbing up and down on him. It brought to mind images of her stretching her lips around the huge member of her previous night’s lover, though Noah was a more manageable size. In fact, it seemed to Noah that his wife enjoyed his more manageable size more, at least when it came to going down on him.
After a while, she came up for air and asked, ‘So she had you… hooked on giving her head?’
‘Uh-huh.’
‘I guess I have to thank her for that…’
And Adrienne was up on her feet, stepping over him as he remained lying there on the floor, then crouched, and then knelt over his head, bringing her soaking pussy down over his mouth.
‘Like this?’ she asked him.
‘Like that,’ he agreed, and lifted his head slightly to reach her, to taste her again, to stroke his tongue through her slippery folds.
‘Oh God…’ she sighed, her body sinking slightly, pressing down on his mouth and nose so he no longer had to strain his head reaching for her. ‘It feels so… wonderful…’
He reached up to fondle her breasts as she gently rocked her hips over his head, grazing the tips of his fingers and thumbs over her stiff nipples, enjoying the shape of her body as she sighed and shivered and shuddered over him, his mouth wedged in her pussy.
As he ravished her, he wasn’t thinking about any woman other than Adrienne. She was his world, and just then there was nothing outside of her body. His hands dropped to her hips, and he was pulling her down on him, showing her how to move on him, encouraging her to make use of him to make herself come. This was his wife, and she was so hot, other men wanted her. And she was so naughty, she could go out and take other men. It fueled Noah’s hunger for her, his lust. Brought back the memories of Gerard’s huge cock squeezed inside her, thrusting powerfully into her sex.
Some time later, though, it almost seemed too much for her, or at least, it seemed clear to Noah that she wasn’t quite confident enough to let go, to rub herself against him as Ginny had done.
He had her lie down on the couch, where he could go down on her again and this time take her to a full orgasm, the kind that seemed to shake the floor, and leave the world askew.
‘It really… doesn’t bother you… that he was inside me?’ she said as they finally rested a few moments.
‘It’s only sex,’ he said.
‘We ran out of condoms,’ she said, as though remembering for the first time. ‘Sorry.’
‘It’s okay. You were sure about him?’
She nodded. ‘He doesn’t get to sleep around. Doesn’t get to socialize much—always working.’
He lay over her, feeling her quivering slightly under him as he stretched his body over hers. She kissed his mouth, and then lay back as he guided his hard cock to her burning pussy, and eased it gently inside her, aware she was still a little sensitive from her night’s pounding.
‘We didn’t have any protection,’ he said, affecting her apologetic tone.
‘Oh, I know that,’ Adrienne chuckled. ‘But you know, she hasn’t been with a guy for a long, long time. And then it was just her husband…’
‘And you’re really not upset, about me being with her?’
Adrienne shrugged. ‘Not her. I told you—she’s nice. It’s probably good for her, having a little fun with someone like you.’
‘Someone like me?’ Noah laughed, feeling that same sense as he had with Ginny, that he was being dismissed as being ‘safe’.
‘Someone nice,’ Adrienne said, trying to bail herself out. ‘You know… someone who isn’t a total unknown.’
‘Well, I’m not so much an unknown now…’ Noah said, then frowned at her briefly. ‘Are you ever going to tell me about the rest of your night with Gerard?’
Adrienne laughed. ‘You haven’t told me everything about Ginny yet. And anyway... we’ve got plenty of time for my story…’
‘Why not give me a little something right now?’ he asked her.
‘All right…’ she said, casting her eyes around the room as though she might see something to suggest what she might tell her husband. ‘…Did I tell you what an enormous cock he has?’
‘Something like that.’
‘Well he has. Anyway. I guess he liked going down on me, too, and I probably needed it or there was no way I was going to get him inside me… I could hardly get him in my mouth, for God’s sake…’
‘I thought you really liked that he was so big—’
‘Oh, but when he was inside me…’ Adrienne moaned. ‘You know… at first, it was startling… but then, you know… I got used to it… and maybe a little more than used to it…’
Noah thrust hard into his wife, his cock throbbing at her words, at the feeling of her trim body underneath him, the smell of her skin so saturated by sex. He pounded into her, and the whole intoxicating power of the experience reclaiming her seemed to become too much, too exhilarating, too mind-blowing. He suddenly cried out—yelled, at the top of his voice—and shook, and his loins just seemed to explode. And then he was coming inside her again and again and again, and it didn’t
quite seem believable how incredible it felt, and how long it seemed to extend.
Even when his tanks ran dry, his cream pumped deep within her, his hard cock pulsed and throbbed inside her for some moments more—and that was enough, as it happened, to take a rather surprised Adrienne over the edge, too.
Chapter Fourteen
Adrienne loved going to weddings. Noah used to hate going to weddings. But ever since they’d found a way for him to enjoy them as well, Noah was as positively obsessed with them as his wife. So she and Noah went to an awful lot of them—six, so far that year alone, with four more planned for later in the summer and fall.
And each time a wedding weekend arrived, he was there with her from the very start.
‘Sit up here. Do it up here.’
‘What?’
‘I want to watch you.’
‘You’re crazy.’
He enjoyed everything, even his beautiful wife’s preparations for going out.
‘You just want to take my panties. I think you must be some kind of pervert.’
‘You ‘think’?’
She was sitting back on the counter beside the bathroom sink, leaning up against the cold glass, parting her legs to allow him full view of her exposed pussy now that he had removed her underwear.
‘Okay then,’ she said, handing him the razor and the can of foam. ‘You do it.’
Well, there was a demonstration of trust in a relationship. He took it from her and watched as she ran the faucet, cupped her hands and pulled some of the warm water up to moisten the area around her exquisite pink flower.
Wow.
‘You don’t want to?’ she asked.
He shook off his hesitation, gently parted her legs even further, then squirted a glob of the creamy foam over her mound. He loved how she moaned quietly as he spread the cream around her pussy, ensuring every inch of her skin was covered.
‘The first time you did this…’
‘Yeah?’ she prompted him.
‘You did it while you were still intending not to use your Hall Pass,’ he pointed out.
‘Yeah, I did.’
He heard her catch her breath as he leaned in to stroke the top of her pubic triangle with the head of the razor. It didn’t seem to hurt her, though, as he dragged it carefully over her smooth skin, clearing a path in the white foam and the thin stubble that had cropped up since the last time they’d attended a wedding.
‘You said the reason you did it was because a lot of guys liked it this way,’ he recalled.
‘Uh-huh,’ she smiled.
With a few strokes, he cleared the top part of her triangle, the lower part of her abdomen, rinsing the razor under the faucet as the foam built up on it.
‘But you weren’t intending to actually sleep with another guy, not back then,’ he said. ‘So why…’
‘I guess I just wanted to tease you,’ she smirked. ‘I mean, I’d actually been thinking about trying it… you know… see what it was like…’
‘Really?’
‘Uh-huh. See if… you know… you liked it…’
‘But by then you’d talked to Ginny on Facebook,’ he said, and nearly jumped when she giggled, and he saw that his other hand had accidentally brushed over her pussy lips while he was working on shaving her mound.
He said pointedly, ‘By then you knew I didn’t actually cheat on you—and you still wanted to tease me anyway?’
She shrugged. ‘I wanted to see how far you’d go before you caved,’ she said. ‘I assumed at some point you’d go crazy and tell me there was no way I was going to actually have a free pass to go with another guy…’
‘You shaved your pussy…’ he said, stunned at how far she’d go.
‘I don’t know… maybe I thought you’d like it. It might be a little treat… to say sorry I treated you so badly.’
Noah laughed, and now as he finished off shaving the area above her pussy, his other hand was purposely massaging her slit in the rest of the foam, deliberately coaxing her sexy little moans, almost teasing her for having teased him.
‘Gerard liked it,’ he said. ‘Seemed to, anyway.’
‘Did you?’ she asked. ‘Did you like it?’
He smiled, ‘I like it both ways.’
‘You like this,’ she pointed out, ‘You like shaving it.’
She wasn’t a mind reader, he was wearing only his boxer shorts. His erection gave the game away completely.
‘I guess so,’ he said.
‘Why?’
Carefully he shaved around her sex, tugging gently on her pussy lips to get all the little hairs. ‘I don’t know…’ he said, searching for a reason. ‘Because it’s so personal, I think. So intimate. Because it’s… kinda hot to think I’m helping get you ready for some other guy…’
He stretched up to kiss her mouth, and his hand pressed against her pussy, stroking her with the aid of the white creamy lubrication.
‘So you wouldn’t be interested in shaving my pussy if we hadn’t extended my Hall Pass to cover other weddings?’ she asked.
‘Oh, I probably would,’ he grinned. ‘But this is just an added level of hotness.’
Now he was shaving her in a mixture of shaving foam and her own slippery juices. He was making sure to nudge her clit every opportunity he had, and as he finished up around her pussy, he had two fingers inside her.
By the time he was done, and splashing water onto her to clean off the residues of the foam, her quiet moans had already turned into out-and-out panting. When he came to verify how perfect his shave was by stroking her smooth skin with his mouth, chewing gently on her folds, slipping his tongue inside her dripping pussy, her panting had turned to intense gasps and cries.
But there he left her, on the edge.
‘Wait, you’re not going to finish?’ she demanded, astonished at his timing.
‘You have to get in the shower, right?’ he laughed. ‘And I have to get dressed and put the suitcase in the car.’
‘But… what about… that?’ she said, climbing off the bathroom counter, gesturing toward his monumental erection.
He smiled, ‘I’ll be okay.’
‘What about this?’ she said, lifting a leg onto the side of the bath to show him her soaking pussy. ‘You’re just going to leave me like this?’
He laughed. ‘You’ll have to get someone else to deal with it,’ he said. And when her hand slid over her mound, he added, ‘And no cheating—no quickie masturbation in the shower.’
‘I was just making sure you covered everywhere,’ she protested.
But she did what he asked. He liked taking his wife to a wedding while she was insanely horny. Just as he had liked choosing her scandalously sexy underwear that morning, just as he had enjoyed deciding on which too-short dress she should buy at the mall the previous weekend. Just as he had enjoyed watching her putting on her makeup, particularly the scarlet lipstick that had seemed just a little bit too slutty to be entirely polite.
Yet while Noah chose her look for the evening, it was completely up to Adrienne to choose the man who would end up kissing those lips, undressing her, delighting in the beauty of her completely shaved pussy, fucking her in that oh-so-sexy lingerie.
Suddenly these weddings were no longer simply a long flowery but slightly dull celebration of people who weren’t exactly Noah’s personal friends. They were all adventures in their own right. The glances among the pews before, and even during the ceremony, to assess the congregation for possible talent. The mingling among the crowd to locate men she might want to test on the dance floor, to confirm their single status.
The dancing, with its little rituals of flirtation and seduction, the nervous start, the confidence-building rhythm, the intimate swaying to the slow melodies, body pressing against body, and eventually lips pressing against lips.
Noah stood back on the fringes and watched her enjoying herself, and it was a game in itself to work out who she liked, who she would end up inviting upstairs.
‘Well, hello
again.’
And of course, she would be here.
‘Hey, how are you? Addie never said you’d be here.’
The blonde. The one who had effectively started all of this.
‘I wasn’t sure I’d make it to this one,’ she said. ‘But you know… it’s still early days.’
‘Early days?’
‘Your wife still feels you might need a little company to help you through the night while she’s off with another dance partner.’
Ginny sitting there at the bar next to him, wearing another jaw-dropping dress. Making him feel guilty merely for looking at her, pushing him to turn his head straight to the dance floor to seek out the woman he loved. Adrienne locking her eyes on his, smiling ear-to-ear, giving him a reassuring nod to tell him it was all right for him to have some company of his own that night.
‘You can’t be at every wedding we go to,’ he told her.
‘No,’ she said, stepping to his wide now, slipping her arm around his waist as they watched Adrienne pulling her handsome dance partner into a passionate embrace. ‘But we can have a little fun when I can, huh?’
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Author’s Note
This one started out as a short story, and was to feature in the anthology Best Hotwife Erotica, Volume 3: Caught!. However, as with so many of my stories that start out as shorts, it kept getting longer and longer, since I usually let the characters work it out in their own time.
Check the aforementioned anthology out for a different story of mine, an actual short story this time, along with fantastic hotwife tales from the likes of Arnica Butler, Ben Boswell, Kenny Wright and Kirsten McCurran. It’s available from all good Amazon outlets, in the usual places.
Meanwhile, I had a lot of fun with this one, so I hope you did, too, Dear Reader. Thanks, as ever, for spending the time to pick up this story and support this particular indy author.
I’d also like to add a quick note of thanks to my team of beta readers, Anjali, Dan, Ian, Jay, Nick and Robert, who helped improve this little story immensely from the original version.
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