by Lexi Sinner
“I didn’t.” His friend replied with a laugh. “He owed me. Now tell me, did he find any dirt.”
“Uh, yeah… well, no.” Jordan’s tone went down.
“Fuck, Dave.” Macgregor yelled. “Quit lying. I know you too well. What did he find?”
“I don’t know.” He replied plaintively.
“Don’t be a prick, Davey.” His friend demanded over the phone. “Spill it now.”
“Well, yeah. She’s dirty.” Jordan admitted with a sigh.
“Hammer-time.” He could hear the jubilation in the redhead’s voice. “The Mack is never wrong.”
“Well, yeah.” Jordan gnashed his teeth, refraining from the urge to hurl every expletive he knew at Macgregor.
“So do we know the guy… what are we gonna do now, bud?”
“No, I don’t know the guy. And we are not doing anything.” Jordan whispered sharply, looking around the street as we walked up to a parked cab. “I’m going to confront Melanie and deal with it like man.”
“Sure, I’m with you there.” Macgregor replied confidently. “And if you need to pop this guy one, I can round up the boys.”
“I don’t need to pop anyone, Mackie.” Jordan groaned as he stepped into the cab. “Forget about this, okay. I’ll deal with it and be back to work on Monday.”
“Whatever you say, Dave.” His friend and colleague said comfortingly. “I just want you back the way you were. Peace out.”
Jordan switched off the phone and slipped it into his pocket. The cab turned onto his street and he made it stop half a mile away from his house. He needed to walk down the rest of the way, to think over things, to prep himself for the showdown. Stepping out, he looked up at the overcast sky and steeled himself. He wasn’t ready to let her go, and neither was he going to let anyone else have her, be it a man or woman. Melanie was his and his alone.
When he reached the front door of his house, the lights were on inside. She was home. He opened the door and walked in, trying to appear as normal as he could.
“Hi, honey.” He called out. “I’m home.”
“Hi, baby.” She peered out of the kitchen. “How was the game?”
“It was fine.” He casually tossed the keys over the table.
“Just fine?” She looked at him intently. “Who won?”
“I don’t know…” he scratched his head and took a beer from the fridge. “Couldn’t really focus on it, too much work pressure.”
“You should’ve watched the game on TV, it’s more relaxing that way.” Melanie advised him casually.
“Maybe I will from now on?” He eyed her as she busied herself around the kitchen. “I think I’ll be staying at home over the weekends more often.”
“Sounds good, honey.” She replied, putting away a few things into the shelves. “You’re working way too hard and need to relax more.”
“So how’s the new yoga classes you sighed up for… any good?” He asked her suddenly, watching for her reaction. “Would it work for me if I took up on it?”
“It’s okay… a bit awkward at first.” She turned around and faced him with a smile. “You won’t have the patience for it, honey, it’s all about meditation and sitting still… and you’re such a livewire all the time.”
“Yeah, I’m alive… a live wire.” He grinned, staring into her blue eyes. “How about we go out tomorrow for dinner?”
“Oh, I’d love to, honey…” She looked away, wringing her dainty hands together.
“But…” He urged her on.
“I’m so sorry…” She looked at him almost apologetically. “I promised my book reading club I’d be doing the analytical overview on the new book by Helga Ottomeier.”
“Book reading club?” He gave her a surprised look.
“Yes, I found them on the internet last week.” Melanie smiled brightly, running her hands through her sandy hair. “Can you imagine, they’re right here, barely a mile away? And all this time I didn’t know.”
“Yeah, neither did I.” Jordan grinned exaggeratedly. “Life’s so full of surprises.”
“It is, isn’t it?” She nodded, focusing on folding the napkins.
“So I guess I’ll be all alone in the evening on a Sunday.” He said, stretching out his arms over his head.
“Why don’t you go out with your buddies, Dave?”
“I see their ugly faces all week at work… I think I’ll spare myself that on the weekends.”
“Well, you can watch something on TV then, until I get back.” She eyed him curiously.
“Sure, TV’s good.” Ho nodded and picked up a magazine from the kitchen table. “How about some quality time tonight then.”
“Yeah… about that… I’ve got a slight headache going on, Dave, I’m sorry.” She chewed on her lower lip and waved her hands around. “It must be from all the work I’m doing on our blog.”
“Hey, sure – no worries.” He smiled generously, sensing her obvious discomfort. “We’ve got the rest of our lives for that.”
“Oh, you’re so understanding, Dave… that’s why I love you so much.” She gushed, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him on the cheek.
“And I love you too, baby.” He smiled and caressed her arm. “You go on up to bed… I’ll just have a few more beers and think over stuff.”
“You going to be okay?”
“Never better.”
***
“It could be worse.” He thought, turning his face up at the light drizzle. “At least it’s not raining too hard.”
The large condominium looming before him was in the high rent district. Probably owned outright by the person inside. It was on the cliff over looking the coast and the same one as in the photographs. Melanie had gotten off her cab just before the gates and walked inside barely a minute before the rain started. He peered in after her, watching her silhouette against the rain as she ran up the stairs and through the open door. Her lover was expecting her. This place was much farther away than the book club she had mentioned the day before.
Jordan had decided that it would be a better option to catch her red handed in the act than using the photographs and having her lie her way out. So when she had left the house at four that afternoon, he decided to follow her. And he was right. She took a cab and he followed her in another. Taking his own car didn’t seem like a good idea. If she would happen to spot it, his game would be up. Something about all this excited him. He felt like he was in some detective novel he had read as a kid. But then the fact that he was going to spy on his own wife depressed him. He loped off in the same direction and approached the door slowly.
This time it did not open. It was shut tight from the inside. He looked around. One of the trees formed a natural ladder up to the first floor windows and Jordan decided to climb up. He stepped off the branches and walked along the ledge until he came up to a window. The room was empty. He moved on to the next and the one after. The third room had a large bed on it. And two people were inside. It was a bit dark, but he could make out Melanie’s sandy hair and curvy body. The other woman was blonde and facing away from the window.
The two women were stripped down to their waists and sitting on the bed, kissing each other and fondling their breasts. He could see Melanie’s face, and recognized the passion she had when they were newly married. Jordan couldn’t take it any more. He looked around for a way in. He had to catch her in the act. The window wasn’t locked, just closed. He took a deep breath and crossed his fingers. The pane silently slid aside and he sneaked in like a cat burglar. His huge frame went through with some effort and he found himself crouching in the dim room, his half naked wife fooling around with another woman before his eyes.
“Oh, baby.” Melanie moaned. “Oh, this is so good.”
“Yes, love.” The other woman, her hack still to him, replied throatily. “And it only gets better.”
“Or worse.” Jordan growled, making the two women jump up and off the bed.
“Dave?” Melanie cried
out in shock, her arms instinctively covering her breasts.
“David Jordan?” The other woman, her hands across her own naked breasts as well, whispered in surprise.
Dave stood for a moment with his mouth wide open, in as much shock as the two women.
“You know him?” The two topless women asked each other in unison, their eyes wide in horror.
“I… what?” Jordan staggered back. “What the fuck is going on… Miss Pierce?”
“He’s my husband.” Melanie gasped, staring at him and her in turns.
“He works at my office.” Diana Pierce said breathlessly. “I didn’t know…”
Jordan took a moment for his head to stop spinning. He felt like he had a stroke. This was beyond believable. His wife was having an affair. With another woman. And the other woman was the one he was lusting after for over two years. He shook his head hard and focused on his wife, ignoring the other woman for the moment.
“Melanie… Melanie, how could you?” He shook his head and dropped to his knees. “I’m shattered, totally shattered.”
“Dave… I… I’m so sorry.” Melanie babbled, taking a step closer to him.
“But why… and with her?”
“I’ve been meaning to tell you, baby.” Melanie almost sobbed. “But I didn’t want to break your heart.”
“Break my…” He felt a surge of anger. “So tearing it out and ripping it to pieces was better. Huh?”
“Baby… I… oh, Davey.”
“Why’d you even marry me, Mel?” He groaned painfully. “If you like to do it with women?”
“I love you, Davey.” She said, almost touching him as he sat on his haunches with his head in his hands.
“Love… what love are you talking about?” He gnashed his teeth.
“She loves you, Dave.” Diana spoke up. “I know I have no business butting in here…”
“Miss Pierce, I can’t believe it’s you… this must be some kind of hallucination…”
“Yes, it’s me, Dave.” The tall blonde woman said authoritatively. “The same Diana Pierce that you’ve been admiring since I joined Montello Motors.”
“Well… I just admired you, like one of the sports cars we sell.”
“Since I understand the business, I’ll take it as a compliment.” She smiled. “But I… we owe you an explanation.”
“Yes, baby… you see, I am not a Lesbian… I am bisexual.” Melanie said hesitantly.
“Huh?” He stared at her as if she said she was an alien from another world.
“She means that we prefer the company of men and woman alike.” Diana offered carefully.
“I know what a bisexual is.” Jordan almost snapped back. “But lately it seemed you couldn’t care about us, Mel.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” His wife looked away with tears in her eyes. “I was coming to terms with this myself. I met Diana online and we had so much in common… I just had to do this, or else I was losing my mind.”
“Well, I almost lost mine too.” He sighed as Melanie placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed him.
“Don’t worry baby.” She said, blowing into his ear. “It’s just a phase, I’m guessing, you and I are going to be back like we were pretty soon.”
“And no time’s better than the present.” Diana grinned.
“What?” Melanie and her husband said in unison.
“Well, Dave, your lovely wife cheated on you… and you have the right to cheat on her.”
“I’m pretty much okay with her owning up…” Jordan shook his head and shrugged.
“Tell me, honestly, David Jordan.” Diana stood with her hands on her hips, letting her perfect breasts exposed to his awestruck eyes. “Have you never admired me so much that you’ve fantasized doing it with me… while you rubbed one out in the company restroom?”
“What the fuck…” Jordan was taken by surprise.
“That’s fine, honey.” Melanie smiled at him patronizingly. “It’s perfectly normal.”
“I’m betting you have.’ Diana smirked. “And I like you too, Dave… I just don’t like getting too close to anyone at work… not even to Mr. Montello himself.”
“Um, well, everyone at work…” Jordan eyed her curiously.
“If everyone at work amounts to that lizard you call a friend, then yes, everyone at work thinks I’m sleeping with Saul Montello.” She said with a laugh.
“You mean Mackie’s making up…” He looked at her in awe.
“You should be a better judge of that, since you know him for more than two thirds of your life.” She said almost with a sneer. “But enough of that… here’s the truth - I am as much a bisexual as your sweet wife here and I really, really like her.”
“I like you too, Di.” Melanie blew the hot blonde a kiss. “A lot.”
“And I like you as well, Dave.” Diana stared him right in the eye. “So here’s what I propose so that we all come out winners here... you’re welcome to join us in a threesome.”
Jordan stood still for a few minutes, frozen in place, letting her words sink in. He felt like the blow from a heavy boxer had landed on his face.
“Earth to Davey.” Melanie’s voice rang in his head. “It’s fine, honey. It’s going to be fun… I’d love to see you fuck another woman… especially one as awesome as Diana.”
Jordan took another minute as his brow furrowed with his brain going overtime trying to process all that was going on. It had to be a dream, or some kind of trick. Was he on a prank reality show? This was too good to be true. He looked up at Melanie and then at Diana. The two most beautiful women he knew were smiling at him expectantly. He could hear his own heart thumping against his temples. Taking a deep breath he sat down on the edge of the bed.
“I know this may be a little too much for you, Mr. Jordan.” Diana said as she undid her skirt. “So Melanie and I are going to get started. You can watch us and join in at any time you wish.”
“It’s all right, honey.” Melanie smiled sweetly. ‘It’s all good.”
Jordan nodded dumbly as his wife stripped nude before him and lay down on the bed beside the other naked woman of his dreams. Their curvaceous naked bodies gleamed in the soothing light as the two women embraced and kissed before his widened eyes. He watched Melanie kissing the woman he had lusted for ever since he saw her with more passion than he had ever known. Their slender, delicate bodies drove a fierce desire through him and he felt the familiar sensation of pleasure surging in him as the blood rushed into his loins.
“Your wife is a treasure, Mr. Jordan.” Diana purred as she stroked Melanie’s wet pussy. “If I weren’t a woman, I would be so jealous of you.”
“If Diana’s the woman you’ve been lusting for, honey.” Melanie moaned, looking him right in the eye. “Then I don’t blame you… she’s a goddess on Earth.”
Their moans of passion filled the room as the women brazenly explored each other’s pleasure zones before his astonished eyes. If he had thought himself a great lover of women, he discovered he had a lot to learn. The level of passion he witnessed showed him that only a woman could fully satisfy another woman. He watched them intently, even as his own passion reached near to bursting, he intended to learn as much as he could.
He watched wide eyed as Diana spread her legs and began to slide in between his wife’s accommodating thighs until their tender pussies were pressed against each other. The tall blonde shivered as her clit met her lover’s. Melanie smiled at her husband and began churning her hips, getting her pussy to swirl around Diana’s. The women grabbed one another’s ankles and pushed against each other, squashing their pelvises together. Their dripping pussies slipped and slid as they stimulated their hips, moving like exotic dancers. Melanie gasped and giggled as her clit brushed over Diana’s sensitive little love knob. They began to writhe and squirm against each other, their movements getting frenetic with every second, and their breaths coming in short and irregular bursts. They squeezed into each other, increasing in intensity until their bo
dies stiffened suddenly. Their concurrent orgasms made both women shriek out, sobbing and whimpering as their sexy bodies shuddered with violent release.
Jordan had never seen anything like this and neither was he prepared to ever do so. His cock strained hard against his crotch and began to throb painfully. His hand absently stroked himself over his jeans as he watched his wife and the hot blonde performing for him.
“Come on, honey, join us.” Melanie said seductively. “You can’t pass this up. I want you to fuck Diana… and then fuck me after her.”
Her sultry, lust-driven voice took him over the edge and he ripped off all his clothes. His heavy breathing made his muscular chest heave and his flat belly tremble. He freed his ten inch cock to throb wildly before him, rock hard and alive with veins bulging.