Wife Shared at the Lake (First Cuckolding Book 3)

by Matt Coolomon

  “Yes I know you are, Barry. You’re not telling me anything. Maria showed me your work computer.”

  “Oh shit! Did she? That’s it she’s fired.”

  “Yeah? Get yourself a good divorce lawyer, buddy.”

  “Ha! Really? You girls sticking together?”

  “You bet, you old perv.” Eve giggles. “Bra Busters? Seriously? Mine aren’t exactly going to bust any bras, are they?”

  “Bra Busters isn’t the site. That’s just one category. There’s also a category for tiny tits that I frequent much more than that big boob one.”

  “Hmm – well I’ll try and believe you.” Eve yawns and stretches, her legs now out straight and a tiny triangle of pink showing between them, her little boobs trying to peep out the top of her dress. She plucks at her neckline and hem while Barry looks her over.

  “It’s nice you dressing sexy like that for our holiday, sweetheart. It’s going to mean attracting looks from other men as well if you wear little dresses like that.”

  “Hmm – well this was only for the drive. I didn’t think we’d be stopping at all.”

  “No we won’t be….” Barry feels a breast. Eve watches him do that. He pulls her top down and looks at her bare. She holds his wrist and the other side of her dress. He feels her nipple. It’s hard. He tugs along the neckline and pulls the other side down as well.

  “Barry!”

  “No one can see, love…. Just for a minute?”

  She lowers her arms and just watches him feel her. There’s the seatbelt across her chest and a milky white little tit either side of it. The windows of their SUV are heavily tinted. It’s a divided highway, so the oncoming traffic are the other side of a nature strip. Eve seems to be fully relaxed now. She peers up from her breasts to gaze at Barry, a light of submission in her eyes that he’s seen before but not often – not to this degree anyway. He tugs her dress back up for her. She waits until he’s finished doing that then straightens it a little. She then tucks her legs up on the seat and sits quietly peering out the window as they travel the lengthy perimeter of Lake Carpeligo.

  4

  It’s strange for Eve to arrive at Barry’s parent’s house with no one home. The elderly couple left the previous morning and would be aboard their cruise by now. Barry owns a set of keys in case of emergency. He opens the door and Eve goes inside and right to the bathroom. They will be staying in the main guest bedroom, where they have spent the occasional night in the past. It’s upstairs off a landing above the main living area, which is split level with the kitchen and outdoor decking raised. The bedroom has a balcony overlooking the lake. Eve opens the glass doors to let in the warm spring air.

  The water is brilliantly blue today. She can just see across to the main tourist area. Barry comes out with the binoculars and stands beside her gazing around. “I’ll get our bags,” he says and gives the binoculars to her. She checks out the boats and skiers, parasailers and jet skiers. It looks busy over there. The small tourist town has plenty of bars restaurants and night clubs.

  There’s a small jetty at the boundary of the neighbouring property with two aluminium runabouts moored to it. Each is the shallow water transport to get to the accompanying luxury vessels anchored by a pontoon a little way offshore. Oddly there are a number of bicycles on the jetty.

  A man comes from the house next door and lifts one on each shoulder and walks back up the grass with them. He returns and makes a second and third trip. He’s wheeling the 7th bicycle across his lawn when Barry approaches behind Eve. “Who’s that, Barry? He had 7 bicycles.”

  “That would be the new neighbour. Dad said he does bicycle hire over in town…. So what’s first, love? We need to go and do some grocery shopping, I suppose.”

  “Okay. I should get dressed.”

  “Really? You look fine….”

  Barry massages Eve’s shoulders. She lifts for a kiss. She’s just woken from some weird sense of distraction that started when she told her husband about his colleague seeing her nearly nude and deepened when he pulled the top of her dress down in the car.

  “I’ve never worn this without a bra before, Barry.”

  He feels her up, still cuddling behind her. “I think teachers shouldn’t be allowed to wear bras on vacation.” He chuckles. “What do you say, sweetheart – no bras, no bikini tops – just for me?”

  “Hmm – you’re being bad now. Some of the tops and dresses I brought will be quite revealing without underwear.”

  “I’ll make it worth your while in bed – lots of tongue!”

  “Oh now you’re being bad AND unfair.”

  “Yeah but you’re weakening. I can feel it,” he teases, kissing her neck.

  “What about swimming? I can’t swim without a bikini top.”

  “Do you have any little tops you could wear instead?”

  “Tank tops? Yeah – I guess.”

  “Will they show nipple when they’re wet?”

  Eve’s skin is alight with tingles. “Yes….”

  “Aw yeah. Let’s break in the bed before we go shopping, sweetheart. Come on!”

  Eve is pulled onto the bed and ravaged. Barry fucks her through the edge of her panties with her dress pulled down, pinning her wrists above her head and mauling her breasts.

  He leaves her lying there and soon calls from outside. She’s brushing her hair on her way downstairs. She has a quick look in the kitchen to get an idea of what they need to buy. Barry is talking to the guy from next door. She approaches with her arms folded across her breasts. Barry introduces the guy.

  “Hi, Curt. Nice to meet you,” Eve offers with a smile. He looks about Barry’s age. They were laughing together like old buddies when she came from the house.

  “So we’ll catch up and have a scotch or something one night?” the guy asks.

  “Sure. Anytime,” Barry tells him.

  Curt holds Eve’s door as she gets in the car. She unfolds her arms and he has a look at her breasts, his gaze shifting to her legs as he closes her door. Barry lowers her window causing him to lean down and look in. “What about this evening for that drink?” Barry asks him

  “Great. Make it about 8. You can walk around by the pier. I’ll be out on the deck.”

  “Excellent!” Barry replies.

  “Okay see you then.” Curt nods and pats the roof. Once above the level of the window he takes a tour of Eve’s body again, his head tilting when he’s looking at her legs.

  Eve is wet from her husband five minutes ago. She’s still glowing inside. She imagines the guy is picking up on that. Barry’s phone is ringing. He finds it in his pocket and says hello to his father, getting out of the car and walking a few steps away.

  The neighbour guy leans on Eve’s door. “By the way, Ruth asked me to keep up the water to her gardens while I’m doing mine. You guys don’t need to worry about that. You can just relax and enjoy your holiday.”

  Eve’s mind is spacing out again. “Okay, thank you,” she replies, peering up then looking down at herself and taking his gaze with her. She tugs the top of her dress up. Her nipples are poking at it, her breasts, with a natural droop, are obviously unfettered beneath. She has her knees together but her thighs are a few inches apart. He’s looking at them. Her hem only just covers her panties.

  “That’s a cute little dress,” he says.

  Eve can’t get her brain to work. “Thanks. I’m glad you like it.”

  “I like how short it is….”

  Eve looks around at her husband, now behind the car and still talking.

  “Sorry – it’s just that you have a sexy look about you,” the guy goes on. “I mean – you look like you’re in a sexy mood. That’s hot.”

  Eve blushes up at him. He has a nice face, his smile friendly and natural. “How old are you – Curt, was it?”

  He chuckles. “Yeah, it’s Curt. I’m 45, Eve…. I have a daughter your age who will be here in the morning.”

  “Oh…. You must have started young.”

 
; “Yeah – young and stupid but Tina was no mistake. She’s great.” He glances at Eve’s legs again and grins. “Yeah, you’d have to be not much older than my little girl but that’s still a great dress.”

  Eve’s blush rises. She has no idea what she’s thinking but she has another look over her shoulder then has a little stretch, the crotch of her panties now exposed.

  The man – the complete stranger – stares at her down there, tilting his head again for a better look. “Did your husband just fuck you?”

  “Yes,” Eve utters.

  “Nice…. Very nice.” He glances up, his green eyes collected. “You DO feel sexy, don’t you?”

  Eve doesn’t answer him. She just holds his stare, still with no idea what she’s doing or thinking. Her husband right there is making her feel safe. Being exposed to another man last night and the talk of spending two weeks braless is exciting her in the strangest way. She puts on her seatbelt. Barry has finished his phone call. The guy stands and backs up a bit, giving Barry another wave then turning and walking away. Eve doesn’t fix her hem.

  “That’s it, they’re out to sea. Dad said that guy will be doing the gardens.”

  “Yeah – he said…. He’s 45. He doesn’t really look it.”

  Barry looks up from Eve’s thighs. It’s only a tiny triangle of pink visible. “Yeah – that’s hot, sweetheart. Did he just get a look?”

  Eve glances down, biting a guilty grin. “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, Barry. Did you drug me or something?” She stretches her hem down.

  “Now there’s an idea. Wonder if we can pick up a bit of pot or something around here.”

  “No thanks. My brain feels numb enough already…. I feel like a frigging rag doll…. I actually showed that guy up my dress on purpose just then. He was trying to get a look and I gave him one.”

  Barry’s jaw is sagging. “Holy shit. You did?”

  “I know! Crazy, right? I’m totally off kilter today. I don’t know why I would do something like that.”

  “I’ve noticed a difference in you a few times lately, sweetheart. You’ve been physically less resistant and more submissive. Not always, but there have been a week or so here and there lately that I’ve noticed…. It was all over your pretty face when you let me pull your dress down earlier.”

  Eve’s blush rises again. “Yes exactly, Barry. I don’t know why I let you do that either.”

  “I just thought you were being instinctive.”

  “Instinctive?”

  “Yeah with all our talk about pregnancy – making babies. It’s like your body’s reacting and saying ‘come and get me’. It’s very sexy, sweetheart.”

  The truth in this tingles through Eve. Submissive is exactly how she feels. She’s experienced it a lot lately – more strongly today than ever. She peers across at her husband. “Well I can’t help it. I think what happened with Olsen last night set me off somehow. I feel like I want to do anything you say…. Anything ANY man says!”

  Barry chuckles. “Ooh now that’s a bit dangerous, baby. How about we just stick with doing what I say?”

  Eve giggles. “Yeah but you pulled my top down and told me to go braless – in public!” She removes the hand that has come to rest upon her thigh. “You started it, Barry!”

  He laughs some more. “No I didn’t start it. I just helped it along…. I wonder if your beautiful body just knows it’s the right time. The right time of life and maybe even the right time of the month?”

  Eve frowns, her mind ticking, though.

  “Is it, baby? Would you be close to ovulating about now?”

  “I don’t know. I’m not counting days or anything.”

  “Yeah but it’s basically about the middle of your cycle, isn’t it?”

  “Yes. Something like that…. I finished my last period about a week ago, so yeah it would be getting close to my peak time…. Which is all the more reason you have to give me lots of sex while we’re here.”

  Barry strokes her hair, touching her face. “And it might well be why you feel extra sexy and open to attention right now, baby. It would make sense – naturally.”

  “Hmm – I guess. But anyway it’s like any other mood. I can’t just switch it on and off. You’ll have to take care of me.”

  “Of course, sweetheart…. I was only teasing before about going braless. I was making fun – being silly. If you’re feeling more vulnerable than usual you might prefer to cover up rather than dressing sexily. That would be fine too, baby.”

  Eve relaxes into the warmth and care of her husband’s words. He’s always quick to pick up on how she feels and ready to adjust his own needs or ideas to accommodate her. She has a cardigan in the back seat which she wears shopping.

  They stock up on groceries and a whole lot of fresh sea food. They eat over the counter in the kitchen that evening then shower and take a bottle of scotch around the end of the pier to find Curt sitting on his deck.

  Eve is still feeling like the world is in slow motion. She chats and laughs along with the men but sometimes just stares out at the coloured lights across the lake and the moonlight glistening from the water. Curt is recently divorced and ended up with the lake house in the settlement. His ex-wife has the city apartment. He’s a bond trader but has quit the real world entirely and set up a bicycle hire business.

  “I do the morning shift and have help to take care of afternoons. It’s a long day. You get the early morning exercisers and late evening romantics. There’s terrific pathways and trails all around the lake.”

  “And you don’t miss the action – the pressure?” Barry asks.

  Curt shrugs. “I don’t know. I might come back one day but this is nice for a change. I’ve only been here for a winter so far. I’m looking forward to the summer.”

  It’s a cool evening. Eve is sitting there with a long skirt and big cardigan wrapped around her. Beneath them she is braless with see-through panties. The deep resonance in Curt’s voice is nice. He’s unshaven, his jaw square and strong. He has on a scruffy tee shirt. His arms and shoulders look powerful, his stomach flat. His smile is making Eve’s mouth water. She’s relieved when the night is over and her husband takes her back to his parent’s house.

  “So what do you think, sweetheart – do you want to do that barbeque thing tomorrow? You’re probably pleased to be free of kids, aren’t you?” Curt had invited them to lunch with a group his daughter was bringing up from the city for the day.

  “It will be fine, Barry. They’re not kids. They’re a special needs group. I got the impression they were adults…. I’d like to meet them and his daughter.”

  The next day is fun. Tina’s husband is the one caring for the special needs group. They fill a commuter bus, which explains the need for the 7 bicycles. They spend the morning riding and after a barbeque lunch they hit the lake on Curt’s sports cruiser. They leave Tina behind that night when they head back to the city. Eve has made friends with her. Barry has made friends with two other men from a guest house just along the shore a bit. They’re out skiing and fishing and carrying on all the next day.

  Eve turns to her new girlfriend. They’re sunbathing on the deck of her father’s house. “Your dad’s kind of hot…. It’s weird that he’s sort of my husband’s age.”

  “Yeah Dad’s fun. Don’t tell him he’s hot, though. He’ll be all over you if you’re not careful.”

  Eve blushes. “I’ve thought about that.”

  “So has he.” Tina giggles. “Seriously – be careful with him. There’s a good reason I don’t bring any girlfriends here for the weekend.”

  “Well I’m happily married, so I’m safe.”

  “You think?”

  They both giggle. Curt is approaching in his runabout, returning from work. He ties it down and walks up the lawn stopping to check some sprinklers in his garden. Eve is lying on her front with her bikini top undone. She feels okay about that since Tina is too. Curt climbs the steps and smiles down at them. “Hey, girls, beautiful day, is
n’t it?”

  “Hi, Dad. How was your morning?”

  “Hi, Curt,” Eve adds.

  “Yeah – busy, but that’s good. You girls should grab a bike and go for a ride. It’s great along the shore over here.”

  Tina sits up holding her bikini top in place. “Actually, I have to go and get some more sun screen. Do you want to come for a ride to the store, Eve?”

  “No I’ll have a ride later. I’ll just wait here.”

  Tina leaves her. Curt sits. “Yes you have lovely fair skin, Eve. You don’t want to burn.”

  “Thank you. I’ve only been lying here for half an hour and I’m feeling a bit stingy already.”

  Curt rolls the tube and squeezes the last of the sun screen into his hand. He smooths it over Eve’s shoulders, his strong hands rubbing down her bare back. She closes her eyes and enjoys the feel of him doing that.

  “Are you okay for a drink?” he asks.

  “Oh yes please.”

  He takes her empty glass and goes inside. It’s an opportunity for her to do up her bikini top. The strings behind her neck and back are both undone. The little yellow garment lying flat on her deck chair. She sees Tina riding towards the shop but that will take her half an hour at least. She fiddles with a string but decides to leave it and just puts an arm across her breasts as she lifts slightly to accept the drink Curt brings her. His eyes flash to her chest. She rolls her eyes away, trying not to smile.

  5

  Barry pulls back on the throttle and edges close. Alan hands the skis up to Jonny then climbs aboard. Jonny tosses the tube into the water and dives in to grab hold of it. Barry powers up and zooms off toward the middle of the lake again.

  They’re driving Curt’s sports cruiser. Barry and Alan are licenced and taking turns skiing or riding the tube. Jonny is new to any kind of water sports. The two men are around Barry’s age and fellow holiday makers, both staying at the guest house that belongs to the elderly couple cruising with Barry’s parents.

  They’re out on the lake all day. Barry drops them at their accommodation and cruises back along to his parent’s house. He’s already feeling the tightness in pretty much every muscle in his body as he trudges up the lawn. He finds his lovely wife cooking dinner. “I’ll just go clean up, baby.” He cuddles behind her and kisses her neck. She has on an open shirt, just the one button done up, and bikini bottoms. Her breasts are bare. “Hey, sexy….”