The Village Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  "Nice to meet you, Reg. Tony's just fine for me." He smiled. He had a good shake. Stronger than John's. Much stronger.

  "You fix things, do you?" I asked. Dammit if a tiny itch hadn't started somewhere in between my legs.

  "I do my best. John's a little generous calling me 'master-of-all-trades' but I can usually get things fixed just fine."

  "Well...we've got a thing or two up at the house that could use mending. It's the little house up the hill? With the green roof?"

  "Oh yeah..." Tony nodded, looking up the hill. "I put the laundry line in there a few years back. When it was still the Smith's living there." He nodded at John, who nodded back, as if it were interesting. "What's the trouble?"

  "Oh, just a bit of this and a bit of that. Odds and ends really." I was lying through my teeth. The house was so well maintained I'd have to break something for him to fix.

  "Well, I've got no time this afternoon and tomorrow's Sunday. I could stop by Monday if you like?"

  "Perfect." The word was out of my mouth before I knew what I was saying. It wasn't perfect, though. It felt terrible. It felt terrible and tremendous at the same time.

  Like I said, there was nothing in that damn house to fix. I just wanted him to fuck my wife.

  Chapter 14

  "What's the matter?!?" Jenny spun around as I burst through the door.

  "Nothing," I replied, breathless from walking up the hill to the house.

  "Where did you go?" She was worried. Probably worried that I'd left so suddenly after what she'd said.

  "Just for a stroll," I said, like that was all that had happened.

  She looked at me a little crooked. "Are you...are you sore?"

  "Me? From what?"

  She turned her eyes down to the floor. "From what I said. From what I said before."

  I got all confused. She looked so innocent and shy like that, it made me want to fuck her in the kitchen. I thought about Tony coming over. I thought about the way I'd send her out with lemonade while he worked. I thought of the way I'd get her to...how?!? How would I get her to do anything with him?!?

  "Hey," I said, walking up to her and lifting her chin with a finger.

  Her eyes were round and looked like they might fill with tears.

  "I'm not sore. I just needed a little walk."

  She breathed. A nice big sigh of relief. "You sure?"

  "I'm sure."

  She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me hard. It made me want to fuck a bit but that didn't feel right. Not after our talk. Not after what I'd thought about down by the church. She was soft and warm though and my cock started moving again.

  "Say Reg?" she asked, letting go of me.

  "What is it sunshine?"

  "They're doing fireworks tonight down by the river. Can we go?"

  My insides tightened in delight. Fireworks. I bet the whole village would be there. Maybe even Tony.

  "Sure we can doll. Sure we can."

  I spent the day raking the yard then mowing the first grass. It was a good fresh smell and it gave me time to think. Or rather, time to churn the jealousy, guilt and lust I felt at what had already happened with Jenny and Jake and what might happen still.

  I hadn't brought the matter up again but I couldn't help thinking about what Jenny had said.

  Do you think they'll want to do it again?

  Every time I thought of her saying that, that she wanted to do it again, it made my stomach twist up in agony. Ever time I thought of her doing it again it made that knot release and fill with me lust.

  I rolled it over and over in my mind. What sort of a man gets an erection from watching another man with his wife? What sort of a man gets off on something like that? What sort of man gets an erection just thinking about it?

  I thought of all the different possibilities. What if my colleagues were to ever find out? What if someone in the town were to? I'd probably be laughed about. They'd talk about me in whispers and smile politely when I walked into a shop then say, "There goes that fella who needs a real man to give his wife a fucking. Gets right off on it, too."

  That thought made me shudder and tighten up again. Then I thought of the way she'd looked with him between her legs and all the tightness left and all I wanted was to see that all again.

  It was a pretty evening when we got to the river. The sun was already down, painting the sky in orange and purple hues. Jenny had been like a kid in a candy store all day, excited about having a night out and watching fireworks. She was such a little girl sometimes, delighted by the most childish things.

  It did seem like the whole village was there. When I caught sight of Ava and Jake, my stomach did a little dance. They were standing with John and Tony, little plastic cups in hand. Jenny saw them too.

  "Oh Reg, it's the Sturms! Let's go over and say hi!" she squealed.

  Well that made me tighten up a little more. Not just about how damn enthusiastic she was about it but about the company around them. Something about talking to the Pastor with Tony standing there...hell, I didn't know what the hell to think about all of it. Before I could answer, Jake saw us and waved us over. Jenny waved back and leaned towards them, pulling me with her.

  "Norma's doing drinks and party snacks over by the table!" Jake called out as we got close.

  "Oh Reg, will you go fetch us some?" Jenny asked. Her eyes were big and she looked so damn excited.

  "Sure. You go on," I replied, "I'll be right there."

  She flashed me a smile and shrugged her glee, then turned and ran over to where they were standing. I watched Ava give her a hug. Then I watched the other men. It was dusk and I could have been wrong but from where I was standing it looked like they were all. Staring at her.

  She had on a pretty dress. It wasn't as stiff as the one she'd worn to church. It was red and fell easily over her curves, showing them well. Her round bottom bounced as she talked excitedly and clapped her hands together.

  Jake was eyeing her, looking kind of greedy. I suppose I couldn't blame him, at the same time I got a little anxious, the way any man would when he saw something like that. Tony looked like he was staring at her, too. Though that could have been my imagination.

  What really got me was when I looked at John, Pastor John, well I'll be damned if I didn't catch him checking her out too. Sure, even a man of the cloth was entitled to earthly urges, I suppose, but it looked like the three of them were just staring at her and...getting ready to pounce or something.

  And dammit if that didn't make my dick jump.

  "What's the hold up?" Jake's voice stirred me from my daydream. "Your wife's getting thirsty over here!"

  The whole group burst into laughter. Jenny turned, giggling.

  For some reason that made me kind of sore, even though I knew they weren't laughing at me.

  I got the drinks and headed back over to the group. Right when I got there, Ava took the one for Jenny and handed it to her, then pulled me off to one side. Jenny barely noticed I was there. The three men around her were keeping her busy with jokes and the like, telling her how great the fireworks were going to be. I sort of wanted to stand next to her. Some part of me wanted everyone to know who's wife she was, I suppose. Then I thought that was kind of silly and Ava was looking at me with a nice smile so I just let it go and followed her.

  "Awfully nice evening, isn't it Reg?" Ava asked.

  I looked back at Jenny one more time before turning my attention to her. "Sure is. What time do the fireworks start?"

  "Oh probably when it gets a little darker. There's no real schedule. Everyone's just out to have some fun."

  I didn't know what the hell it was about that woman but she sure had a way of sounding sinister, no matter what she said. I took a solid swig of my drink, hoping that would tamp down the feelings that were twisting my insides.

  "Say, Reg?" Ava asked.

  "Yes?"

  "Well," she looked straight at me with those big brown eyes, "Jake wanted me to ask you in private, so it didn't com
e out awkward."

  I knew what she was going to say before she said it and there wasn't enough whisky in the world that would help the way it made me feel. "What is it Ava?"

  "Well, he wanted to know if you'd like to come over for drinks again. We had such a good time the other night."

  I tore my eyes away from hers to look back to where Jenny was standing. It seemed like the three of them were closer to her now. It seemed like she didn't mind. She flipped her hair with a finger as she laughed.

  I was all torn up. It all felt so wrong and so right at the same time. I wondered if Tony would be there too? I wondered if Jake would try to fuck her again. I wondered if I'd let him? I wondered if Ava would do to me what she did last time. It all had me getting hard and I couldn't make a sound come from my mouth.

  "It looks like Jenny's having a nice time," I heard Ava say, finally.

  "Yes. Yes it does," I mumbled.

  "What do you say then, Reg? Just a couple of drinks after the fireworks. You can leave any time."

  I turned to look at her again. She was still smiling. That same easy, confident smile. Like she knew what I was going to say.

  "Sure, " I whispered. "Sure."

  The first fireworks exploded in the sky.

  Chapter 15

  Pastor John had left and Tony said he wouldn't mind coming round for a nightcap. They walked ahead of Ava and I, on either side of Jenny. I started getting hard just watching that. They were both pretty big, though Tony was taller than Jake. Her round ass in a red skirt bounced back and forth between them and made me think of things I shouldn't be thinking of. Like what their hands would look like on it.

  Ava caught me staring and just smiled. She looked down at my pants which were starting to tent and I got a little red in the face.

  She sat me down on the couch as soon as we got there. I'd been drinking a fair bit at the fireworks show and I had no trouble sitting down. Tony and Jake didn't pay us much attention. Jake went to get more drinks in the kitchen and Tony sat down on the couch opposite with Jenny.

  He was so big next to her, now that they were sitting. My cock pushed against my pants. Thankfully no one noticed but Ava, who was sitting beside me.

  "Can I help you with that Reg?" she whispered.

  I guess I could blame it on the drinking if I wanted to. That wasn't it though. I liked something about Ava. I liked that she was easy-going about all this. I liked that she had no trouble asking a man if she could take his cock out and rub it a little. A part of me wanted a wife like that, a wife that did that kind of thing.

  I gave her a nod because it felt weird to say anything. I just gave a quick nod and she smiled and pushed my zipper down.

  My cock jumped out on its own, as soon as she pushed my underwear down. Jenny looked over. Tony did too. I felt a redness burning my cheeks. For a second I almost jumped up and yelled "Hey what do you think you're doing!?!" at Ava. Maybe that's what I should have done. As soon as her slender, warm fingers wrapped around my hard flesh, there was not much I could do.

  I looked at Jenny. She wasn't smiling. Her face was a little red from the cocktails but she didn't look angry, either. She just watched as Ava stroked my cock. She watched and her eyes went from mine to the shape of my flesh in Ava's hand, then back to mine. I couldn't make out what she was feeling, from her expression.

  Then her and Tony just went back to talking. Like it was no big deal that there was a woman stroking a man's cock in front of them. Like that sort of thing happened in the village all the time.

  I started getting even harder as Ava kept stroking me nice and soft and slow. I watched Tony's big, black frame lean over towards Jenny. She shied away for a second but then tilted her head. I thought he was going to kiss her but he just closed his eyes and smelled instead. He smelled her scent, that same scent I loved smelling. Then he looked over.

  "He wants to know if it's okay, Reg. Is it okay if he touches your wife?" Ava asked, her fingers still gliding along my hot hardness.

  Well by that point I'd lost any sense I might have had. My hips had started to buck and flex as my body wanted release. I could feel cum moving up and into my cock. I just gave a quick nod. It's all I could do.

  As soon as I'd nodded Tony smiled a little, then leaned in and pressed his lips onto Jenny's neck. His skin looked even blacker against her white neck. When his palm came up and cupped her breast I nearly lost it.

  She looked so delicate and innocent there. A pretty red rose being pawed at by a panther. When he touched her breast I watched her body melt deeper into the couch. Her head tilted even more. She was letting him in.

  The thought made me close my eyes. She was letting him. The same way she'd let him in between her thighs. The same way she'd open her legs and spread her pretty little pink pussy for his big, dark cock. When I opened my eyes again, he had a hand between her legs, moving up under her skirt.

  "Ah!" I shouted as a blast of cum sprang from the head of my aching shaft. Everything in the room seemed to stop moving except for Ava's hand. She kept her gentle, steady rhythm as she massaged the rest of my orgasm out of my cock. The whole time, I stared at Tony's dark body, getting ready to invade my wife. That's another memory that I've seared into my mind for life.

  As soon as my orgasm had retreated, most of the tension in the room seemed to go with it. Tony pulled away from Jenny. I looked at Ava. Without flinching she lifted the hand she'd been stroking me with to her mouth and licked the cum off that I'd left there. Jake walked into the room with drinks.

  "Party over already?" he asked, shrugging.

  I looked at Ava. She shrugged, got up and went over to where Jake was standing. Tony just sort of looked down at the couch. Jenny stared at me, looking like she was about to cry.

  "I..." I wanted to explain. They all looked so disappointed. I wanted to tell them that it didn't have to be over just because I'd...but somehow I knew as well as they did that it was over. I felt terrible. I felt like a heel.

  I stood up, buckled up my pants, mumbled an apology then collected Jenny and went to get the car.

  We drove home in silence but I could smell how worked up she'd gotten by what had happened. She seemed sort of mad and I just didn't know what to say. Her smell made me want to fuck her though. I tried as soon as we were in bed together but she turned away.

  "What's the matter?" I asked. She'd never done anything like that before.

  "Nothing."

  "What do you mean nothing?" I asked, trying to roll her over. "Sure there's something the matter. You're never like this."

  "Just leave me alone," she whispered. She sounded like she was crying. That made me feel pretty bad. I knew I'd done that. I'd made her feel that way.

  "Jenny..." I didn't know what to say. "Jenny, come on." I tried one last time to pull her shoulder. She rolled over this time. There were tears in her eyes. "Aw, come on Jenny, now I feel awful."

  "About what?" she whimpered.

  "About the whole thing. About the whole thing that happened. I feel awful that we even went over there. You seemed like you were having fun, though. I thought you wanted to."

  She looked at me and she looked dead serious. "I thought it was going to be fun too."

  "Well then what's this? Why are you crying? Why are you upset? Didn't you have a good time?" I wanted my old Jenny back.

  She waited a while before answering. Her eyes narrowed a little. "That's the thing with you Reggie. You think that if you've had a good time then everyone has."

  Well I didn't think that way about myself at all. In fact it made me more than a little sore that she'd said it. I tried not to let it show, though. I did still want to fuck her even with what had happened earlier.

  "Well, what can I do to make it up to you then, huh?" I asked, moving towards the spot where Tony had kissed her neck. She pushed me away gently.

  "I don't want to do that tonight," she whispered.

  I was stunned. She'd never said a thing like that in the whole time I'd known her.


  "What do you mean you don't want to? You're my wife, you know? There's things a man needs. A man needs to feel like he can count on his wife." I was starting to get angry. I didn't deserve this. I'd been trying to show her a good time. It wasn't my fault she didn't have a good time. I knew getting angry with her would only make her cry though.

  "Alright look, what can I do? What can I do to make it up to you? I'm sorry you didn't have a good time."

  She breathed, then looked up at the ceiling, like she was thinking of a suitable consolation prize. Finally, she looked back at me. It looked like she might start smiling.

  "They're all going to the beach tomorrow," she said, one corner of her mouth cracking into the slightest smile.

  I knew what she was on about. "So? You want to go too?"

  She nodded, the smile spreading to her whole mouth, then her eyes.

  I took a deep breath. Of course I wanted her to be happy. I wasn't sure whether spending more time with Ava and Jake and Tony was the way to do it, though. I wasn't sure it was right for either of us. It did get me a little hot under the collar, thinking we might end up in the same kind of situation we had today, after a day at the beach.

  "Aw hell, Jenny, if that's what you wanted you just had to say so."

  She shrugged and grinned and I could tell she was even more excited than she had been for the fireworks. Jenny loved the beach.

  I leaned in and made another pass at her but she just played it off with a sly grin.

  "Tomorrow. If you've been a good boy," she murmured, closing her eyes.

  Well I wasn't sure what in the hell that meant, but I have to say, it sounded sort of hot, too.

  I rolled over, closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.

  Chapter 16

  "What's wrong?" Jenny's mouth stayed open and her brow furrowed. She was standing in the kitchen with another Sunday dress on. It really was Sunday this time and I had a suit on all ready to head down to the chapel.

  "Car won't start," I answered walking to the phone.

  "Oh Reg! What'll we do? We'll be late for church!"