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we had just done sank in, and we both felt awkward.
Renée said, “Hey, I'm sorry. I've never done that before. I mean it was great, but I've never, with, you know, a woman, and nobody can know, okay?”
I was so relieved, I gushed. “Yes, nobody can know! I can't believe I got that horny. It will be our secret!”
With our relief, the tension subsided and we had a good laugh. We were ready to get out when we heard shouting from the house, and out came Brian and Walt. As they approached, they dropped their towels and we both got a good look at their equipment.
Walt stood by the tub and said, “What have you guys been doing?”
Renée quickly replied, “Waiting patiently for our men! Now get in here!”
We were both still very horny, and the poor guys didn't know what hit them. My reservations of a few weeks earlier were long gone. I quickly straddled Brian and slid his length in me. He was startled by my aggressiveness but definitely wasn't complaining! I heard Walt and Renée doing the same. At one point I sneaked a peek and caught Renée's eye. She gave me a conspirator's smile and wink, and I knew our secret would be safe.
Walt and Renée broke up a couple of months later, so I probably won't see her again. I never told Brian about this experience because I know he would want me to do it again with him watching. That night the circumstances had been just right, and everything that happened was totally spontaneous. I still don't have any desire to be with another woman, if that makes any sense, and I certainly don't want a threesome or to share Brian with another woman. So I just keep that memory tucked away. Every once in a while, when Brian licks my pussy, I think of Renée and that night. The result is usually quick and pleasurable.—
Name and address withheld
WHEN THE HUSBAND'S AWAY, THE YOUNG STUDS WILL PLAY
I did something last week that is totally out of my character, and I still feel it hard to believe.
I am thirty-two, a very in-shape female. I've been married to my husband for fourteen years. Rick was my first and only love, and together we have had a great and exciting sex life. We've never been bashful with our feelings and because of that have always been totally satisfied with our lovemaking.
I work as a waitress at an upscale restaurant and most nights get home around midnight. Last week Rick was out of town on business, we were slow at work, and I was cut loose about half past nine. Being wide awake and not wanting to go home to an empty house, I asked Ryan and Chuck, two of my best busboys, if they wanted to come to my place to have a few beers and play some cards. They said sure, they would be there as soon as they cleaned up and closed their stations.
Both Ryan and Chuck have been to our house before to help my husband with yard work or use our pool, and Ryan house-sits for us on occasion when we leave town, so I felt comfortable with both guys. I had just changed into a tube top and shorts when they showed up. We grabbed beers and went to the living room for a game of cards. Ryan sat on the couch, and I was a little to his left on the floor between the couch and coffee table with Chuck across from me.
We had been drinking and playing for an hour or so when we got hysterical laughing about an older man who a week earlier came out of the rest room at work with his tie and shirttail hanging out of his zipper.
Ryan said, “Nothing hurts more than catching your foreskin in a zipper.”
And Chuck said to him, “If your prick was circumcised that wouldn't happen.”
Feeling pretty loose by now, I said that I had never seen an uncircumcised prick before. As a matter of fact my husband's was the only prick I'd ever seen except in a book or magazine.
That's when Ryan stood up and said, “Would you like to see one?”
I heard a voice saying, “Sure, let's see it,” and realized the voice was mine.
Ryan said, “I'll do it if you take your top off first.”
I really could not believe I
Renée said, “Hey, I'm sorry. I've never done that before. I mean it was great, but I've never, with, you know, a woman, and nobody can know, okay?”
I was so relieved, I gushed. “Yes, nobody can know! I can't believe I got that horny. It will be our secret!”
With our relief, the tension subsided and we had a good laugh. We were ready to get out when we heard shouting from the house, and out came Brian and Walt. As they approached, they dropped their towels and we both got a good look at their equipment.
Walt stood by the tub and said, “What have you guys been doing?”
Renée quickly replied, “Waiting patiently for our men! Now get in here!”
We were both still very horny, and the poor guys didn't know what hit them. My reservations of a few weeks earlier were long gone. I quickly straddled Brian and slid his length in me. He was startled by my aggressiveness but definitely wasn't complaining! I heard Walt and Renée doing the same. At one point I sneaked a peek and caught Renée's eye. She gave me a conspirator's smile and wink, and I knew our secret would be safe.
Walt and Renée broke up a couple of months later, so I probably won't see her again. I never told Brian about this experience because I know he would want me to do it again with him watching. That night the circumstances had been just right, and everything that happened was totally spontaneous. I still don't have any desire to be with another woman, if that makes any sense, and I certainly don't want a threesome or to share Brian with another woman. So I just keep that memory tucked away. Every once in a while, when Brian licks my pussy, I think of Renée and that night. The result is usually quick and pleasurable.—
Name and address withheld
WHEN THE HUSBAND'S AWAY, THE YOUNG STUDS WILL PLAY
I did something last week that is totally out of my character, and I still feel it hard to believe.
I am thirty-two, a very in-shape female. I've been married to my husband for fourteen years. Rick was my first and only love, and together we have had a great and exciting sex life. We've never been bashful with our feelings and because of that have always been totally satisfied with our lovemaking.
I work as a waitress at an upscale restaurant and most nights get home around midnight. Last week Rick was out of town on business, we were slow at work, and I was cut loose about half past nine. Being wide awake and not wanting to go home to an empty house, I asked Ryan and Chuck, two of my best busboys, if they wanted to come to my place to have a few beers and play some cards. They said sure, they would be there as soon as they cleaned up and closed their stations.
Both Ryan and Chuck have been to our house before to help my husband with yard work or use our pool, and Ryan house-sits for us on occasion when we leave town, so I felt comfortable with both guys. I had just changed into a tube top and shorts when they showed up. We grabbed beers and went to the living room for a game of cards. Ryan sat on the couch, and I was a little to his left on the floor between the couch and coffee table with Chuck across from me.
We had been drinking and playing for an hour or so when we got hysterical laughing about an older man who a week earlier came out of the rest room at work with his tie and shirttail hanging out of his zipper.
Ryan said, “Nothing hurts more than catching your foreskin in a zipper.”
And Chuck said to him, “If your prick was circumcised that wouldn't happen.”
Feeling pretty loose by now, I said that I had never seen an uncircumcised prick before. As a matter of fact my husband's was the only prick I'd ever seen except in a book or magazine.
That's when Ryan stood up and said, “Would you like to see one?”
I heard a voice saying, “Sure, let's see it,” and realized the voice was mine.
Ryan said, “I'll do it if you take your top off first.”
I really could not believe I
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