Shared Wife Miranda: Sperm Count (Full Service Book 2)

by Matt Coolomon

  Adin nods. “Up for a fuck, is what he meant.”

  “Yes – with you!” Miranda says, smiling.

  “Yeah, but nothing to stop them imagining….” Adin looks up from Miranda’s little bush pressed against his towel. “You were really beautiful, you know? It was amazing to watch you being kissed and felt up.”

  “Mmm – really?” Miranda utters.

  “Yeah, painful but amazing.”

  Miranda looks down at herself. “Do you think I should shave down there this morning? I’m going to soak in a bath for a while.”

  “Do you mean shave completely?”

  “Yeah, if you’d like me to…?” Miranda leans over and kisses her husband’s lips. “In case anyone sees.”

  Adin lifts to deepen the kiss. “There’s a pretty good chance of that.”

  “Oh yeah? Would you like me to show down there as well – to another man?”

  Adin gulps and holds Miranda’s eyes. He nods. Miranda’s blush rises a little. “I think it’s bound to happen at some point, baby…. That guy last night had your panties pulled aside, didn’t he?”

  “Uh huh….” Miranda says into another kiss. “I’d love to be fully shaved for him next time.”

  Adin stops the kiss and waits for her eyes. “Next time, huh? Will there be a next time with him?”

  Miranda’s blush heats further. “Wouldn’t you like that too?”

  “He’d probably expect to pick up where he left off…. He’d have his hand up your dress in no time.”

  Miranda giggles. “I think the bouncer was giving him a pretty hard look. I don’t think you’re allowed to do that sort of thing in the bar.”

  “Yeah, I guess,” Adin concedes. “I never noticed the bouncer watching.”

  “He was watching when we were dancing too. He knew what was going on and was about to step in when you came down the stairs…. He was right there. You walked straight past him.”

  Adin huffs a breath. “Okay – good to know…. I’d prefer there to be limits like that with any other guy, baby. I don’t know if I really want this to go that far…. Not beyond a bit of fondling and kissing, anyway…. Not too quickly until we’ve had time to deal with it all a little bit as we try things.”

  “Oh okay. That sounds wise,” Miranda agrees with her husband. “You’ve been thinking about this, have you?”

  “Hell yes. I’ve been thinking about nothing else all morning and I’ve been up since dawn.”

  “Well, you went and slept on that lumpy lounge, silly! No wonder you couldn’t sleep.”

  Adin yawns on cue. “So, what do you want to do today anyway, baby? Something together?”

  “Yep. I want to do a proper beach run…. With these strapped down instead of bouncing around for all the guys to see…. I’ve been drinking too much and haven’t had enough exercise these past few weeks.”

  “Oh okay. Cool. I’m going to crash for an hour while you have your bath. Then let’s go!”

  *

  Miranda has her phone in the bathroom and is staring at the text messages from the guy Dion. She has no intention of trying to talk Adin into another night at the bar so soon. She wants there to be another chance to be with the guy later, but wants nothing other than a romantic day with her husband and to be made love to that night. In spite of how exciting being kissed by other men is, Miranda needs a bit of reassurance before going any further. She needs to know everything is safe and secure with her marriage after the first time her husband has deliberately slept apart from her. She didn’t like seeing Adin’s side of the bed untouched that morning. It scared her.

  Miranda contemplates a message but can’t think how to word anything that doesn’t sound like too much information. She finally types something.

  Miranda: Had a great time Dion. Might catch you again another night. x

  There’s no response to the message for the half hour Miranda soaks in her bath, so she hopes it was well received. She shaves her armpits and legs then completely removes her pubic hair – the first time ever.

  Adin is still sleeping when she’s done with her bath, so she makes them some lunch and packs it for the beach. Adin stirs at midday and they’re sitting on beach towels eating sandwiches half an hour later. It’s a perfect summer day and the beach is packed with families. They sit and watch children playing for an hour to let their lunch settle, although Miranda would be happy to sit there watching the kids all day.

  Adin is in board shorts and a tee-shirt, Miranda in lycra and a sports bra. They jog the length of the beach then turn around and jog the 2 miles back. Miranda then uses the amenities building to get changed out of her jogging gear while Adin gets their pop-up sun shade from the car and sets them up a bit away from the family area.

  She returns to drop to her knees on the beach towel beside him. He looks her over, smiling and waggling his brows. She has on a white string bikini that she hasn’t worn since their honeymoon. It covers her, but not by much. She applies her sunscreen, Adin doing her back and having a feel of the sides of her breasts while he’s at it.

  Adin then dozes off pretty quickly, so Miranda wades in the water and strolls around to a shallow inlet where men are fishing. She feels quite bare in her little bikini, and especially sexy with her shaved pussy. She has passed half a dozen men lined up along the shore in what must be a good fishing spot. Each of them has smiled and nodded, as has she in reply.

  There’s a man swimming a little further along the inlet. Miranda strolls on past him as well and exchanges a smile. He stands in the waist deep water and smooths back long dark hair. His body is chiselled perfection, tattoos covering one arm completely and part of his back as he turns away and dives under the calm water. He emerges across the other side of the inlet and stands, shaking his head then smoothing back his hair again.

  Miranda wants to dive in and swim with him but isn’t brave enough to do it. She just sits on a rock watching him for a while until he gets out of the water on the far side and walks up the bank to a towel, and from behind a rock there an equally hard-bodied woman emerges.

  Miranda giggles to herself and strolls back past the fishermen and around to where her husband is sitting up and gazing out to sea. “Hey,” he says with a smile.

  “I just went for a walk,” Miranda says and has a drink from her water bottle.

  “Yeah, I saw you disappear around towards the inlet. Is there many people around there?”

  “Just some fishermen and a hot guy with an even hotter girlfriend.”

  Adin chuckles and pulls Miranda into a cuddle. “I’m the one with the hot girlfriend.”

  “Girlfriend? Have I been demoted?”

  Adin kisses her. “Well, you used to be my hot girlfriend…. Now my even hotter wife.”

  “Yeah?” Miranda breathes into the next kiss.

  “And sexier,” Adin adds. “So fucking sexy now….”

  “Mmm – I feel sexy,” Miranda says, moaning softly into another kiss. “And not only for you, Adin…. For other men as well….”

  “Yes – for other men as well, baby…. I want you to be sexy for them…. I want them looking at you and touching you – kissing you like this.” Adin breaks off teasing Miranda’s lips to meet her eyes. “This is so painful, baby, but I don’t want it to stop.”

  Miranda nods, suddenly breathless. “Okay….” she utters. “I’ll let other men look at me and touch me…. I’ll let them kiss me and tongue me so deep…. Mmm – I can’t wait to have another man’s tongue in my mouth again.”

  “Aw fuck, baby, you’re so amazing.”

  “Mmm, and you know what I’ll be thinking about when it’s happening, don’t you?” Miranda teases. “You know what I won’t be able to help wondering next time some other man is all over me, don’t you?”

  “What’s that, baby – what will you be thinking about, you dirty girl?”

  Miranda giggles and whispers into her husband’s ear, “I’ll be thinking about his sperm count of course.”

  “O
oh you little bitch!” Adin growls and he pushes Miranda onto her back on the towel and kisses her hard. He mashes his lips against hers and probes deep with his tongue. She’s still smiling when he breaks off. He shakes his head, smiling too. “You’re not the only one who’ll be thinking about the guy’s potency, baby. I’m not going to be able to keep that out of my head either, but there’s something about that too.” Adin swallows and huffs a breath, resting on an elbow and just toying with Miranda’s bikini string. “It sort of adds to the whole thing – the tension! Just the fucking thought that the guy’s fully loaded while I’m not…. That killed me watching from the balcony last night, but now it just gives me a hard-on and makes me want to hold you down and fuck you.”

  Miranda’s belly is tingling wildly. “I loved it when you held me down and fucked me, Adin. As exciting as it is to be with another guy – you’re the only one I want inside me like that…. Yours is the only cum I want in my shaved pussy.”

  Adin chuckles and rolls his eyes down to Miranda’s bikini pants. He checks with her then rolls his eyes down again, slipping a finger beneath the taut waist band.

  “No!” Miranda scolds and grabs his wrist. “You can’t do that here! Bad man!”

  “Aw – just a little peep?”

  “No! There’s kids right there playing…. Forget it until we get home. Then you can have more than just a look.”

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Oh yeah!” Miranda echoes. “I can’t wait to feel you inside me like this. It’s going to be so amazing, don’t you think?”

  Adin is kissing her again. He lies with her and takes her into his arms for a cuddle as well before they sit up and gaze out at the ocean together for a while. Then they pack up but decide on another stroll along the beach before going home.

  They have walked the full length and halfway back holding hands and stopping for cuddles and kisses along the way. Adin suddenly stops walking and pulls Miranda into another cuddle. “Hey – isn’t that the guy from last weekend?” He motions to a man sitting alone way back from the water where a bushy nature strip is fenced from the public. “I thought I recognised him swimming before…. That’s him, right?”

  Miranda checks. “Yeah, I think so.”

  “Do you want to go and say hello to him while I go get the car? I could drive back and park right there.”

  There’s a half empty parking area beyond where the guy is sitting and a walkway through the nature strip. “Hmm – should I?” Miranda asks into a kiss. “I’ll have to apologise to him and hope he’s not too angry.”

  “I’ll keep a watch for his reaction, baby. Let me walk on ahead, but I’ll check back and see how you’re going.”

  “Okay…. How long should I stay there with him? I should be able to see you park.”

  “Yeah, stay for a little while, but not too long. I’ll wait in the car and try not to go crazy watching him with you.”

  “Mmm – okay,” Miranda says, checking the guy again. She has on jean shorts and a shirt over her bikini, not wanting to burn too much. She pulls the strings on her bikini top and removes it, scrunching it into Adin’s hand and biting a smile.

  “Aw fuck,” he groans. There’s only the one button done up on Miranda’s light cotton shirt. It’s below her breasts, the shirt gaping open at the top.

  “You want him to have a look, don’t you?” Miranda asks her husband. He nods stiffly. She takes a big breath. “If he doesn’t be friendly right away I’ll go straight up to the parking area and wait for you, okay?”

  “Okay – I’ll watch for how he is. Just wait and let me jog past a bit. I’ll go up that next walkway there and keep an eye on you for a minute before I go get the car.”

  Adin squeezes Miranda’s hand and leaves her standing there ankle deep in the small waves washing ashore. She waits until he has reached the walkway a hundred yards along the beach, where he turns and waves to her. The guy is reading a magazine and appears to be oblivious to them. Miranda strolls toward him and approaches wringing her hands in front and smiling through a blush. “Hi,” she says sweetly.

  He’s about her age, maybe 30 at the most. He’s lightly built but fit looking. His hair is curly and collar length – dark in colour, his eyes green and honest. “Hi yourself,” he replies, offering a half smile and a little head shake. “You again, huh?”

  Miranda bites a lip. “Yep – me again…. I’m Miranda.”

  “Keith….” He says and looks left and right into the distance. “Where’s that guy gone?”

  “To get our car…. He’s my husband…. We were playing around last weekend. Sorry.”

  Keith chuckles. “That’s cool. I figured….”

  “You’re not mad, then?”

  “Nope. Flattered maybe.”

  Miranda smiles bigger. “Good. It was fun for me.”

  Keith nods slowly, his eyes moving up and down Miranda’s body. “For me too,” he says. “Do you want to sit for a minute?” He makes room on his towel.

  “Is it safe?” Miranda teases.

  He looks around and grins up at her. “Not very.”

  “Hmm – okay then,” Miranda says and she lowers to her knees and crawls close beside him. Her shirt is gaping. He’s looking at her breasts. She waits, still on hands and knees. He tilts his head for a better look. She holds her breath, her chest shuddering when she releases it. His gaze lifts, his face right there beside hers. Her lips part as he tilts again and kisses her softly. “That’s what I wanted to do the other day,” he breathes into her mouth then softly presses to her lips again.

  “That’s what I wanted to,” Miranda utters, opening for him and resting beside him as he pulls her to his body.

  “You did?” He touches her face and looks into her eyes.

  She swallows. “Yes, but don’t forget I’m married, okay? I can’t um….”

  “Yeah, I get it….” He pulls her into another kiss. “Can I tell you I just got dumped by my fiancée and really need this, though? I mean – for whatever it is – for the physical contact.”

  Miranda flashes her eyes at the guy. “Sounds perfect. Purely physical, right?”

  Keith looks down at her breasts again, grinning. “Oh yeah – pure physical perfection.”

  Miranda giggles into another kiss – her head swimming now, her body all a tingle. It’s reasonably private where they are. There’s no one anywhere nearby on the beach and those walking along the shoreline are far enough away to not be of concern. Beyond the nature strip is a parked car visible but it’s empty, the places either side of it vacant. Miranda is turned onto her back and a hand goes up her shirt to close over a breast. She’s still being kissed – the guy’s essence flooding into her and making her squirm her thighs together.

  “You’ve got great tits, Miranda. They’re heavy – amazing to just squeeze and hold.”

  “Uh huh – just while no one’s watching, though.” Right then Miranda sees her car pull into the parking place directly above them. She grips her new lover’s head and holds him close so he doesn’t lift and see. He takes that as an invitation though and kisses her neck and collarbone. She keeps hold of his head and lets him kiss his way lower as she watches the shadowed form of her husband’s head craning upward, obviously to see her better.

  Miranda’s eyes roll back in her head and she moans as the guy’s mouth opens over her left nipple. He suckles softly while feeling her right breast quite firmly. He isolates that nipple and pinches it, the suction on her other little raspberry increasing and his tongue swirling around it.

  A rustle of foliage makes Miranda glare back over her shoulder and she sees an older man peering from around a tree in the nature strip. She meets his gaze but doesn’t say anything to the guy mauling her breasts and obviously oblivious to anything else.

  Miranda is up on one elbow. She checks around to be sure no one else is watching, then she undoes her single button and allows her shirt to open more so the older man can see her breasts. She guides Keith lower so he’s kissing her be
lly, his hand moving to her thigh and rubbing there. Her breasts are then completely exposed to the man in the bushes. He’s craning his neck to see, and Miranda notices that her husband is looking back and forth from that guy to her and the man now trying to work fingers up the leg of her jean shorts.

  “Mmm – not there,” she says, pressing her thighs together. “Sorry….”

  Keith kisses his way back up her body and takes her lips. She puts her arms around him, enjoying the feel of his bare chest against her tits. He lies with her, keeping her beneath and moving over her with a leg between her thighs – his cock hard against her groin. She swoons into his kiss, opening wide for him and letting him explore her mouth with his tongue. He soon breaks off though and nuzzles her neck. She strokes his hair and lifts her head for him. He sucks her tender skin, concentrating in the one spot. She feels a stinging sensation and her entire body flushes as she realizes he’s marking her. “Uh huh….” she utters. “Yeah, that’s nice.”

  He lifts and blows softly on her skin then kisses the tender spot. Miranda holds her hair aside for him. He moves in and sucks on her again, his hand rising between their bodies and squeezing her left tit, his thumb working over the erect nipple. He lifts and blows on her skin once more.

  “Can you see it?” Miranda asks. “Is it really dark?”

  “Yeah, it’s getting there. I’ll do a bit more in a minute.” He strokes her face and is about to kiss her again but just tugs her shirt into place as a man and woman appear in the walkway and emerge onto the beach not far from them.

  “I’ll need to get going soon,” Miranda says.

  “Can I call you?”

  “Um…. How about we just agree to watch for each other here at the beach? I can’t really go on dates or anything.”

  “So, when will you be here next?”

  “I don’t know. Never through the week, but quite often on a weekend during the summer months.”

  The guy moves in and resumes kissing Miranda’s neck. She lifts her head and meets the eyes of her husband standing in the open doorway of their car. A hand closes over her breast again. She’s propped back on her hands with her chest thrust forward. She’s facing Adin while her beach lover is facing her and kissing his way down to her breasts again. He parts her shirt and bares them both, cupping her right one and rubbing the nipple. He then holds that breast and sucks on the inner side of it. He sucks hard – the contact stinging as he settles there breathing through his nose.