doing. I think I came two or three more times before he did. That’s never happened to me before.”
I was up on one elbow as I leaned in closer to Jan and held one of her breasts, tweaking her taut nipple in the process. Probably responding to her memory rather than my touch, she moaned. I whispered, “Did you beg him to go faster…harder?”
“ YES , yes I did! But he said he wanted to make it last. He said he always wanted me so badly. Oh God,” she cried out as she remembered the afternoon’s sex with Griffin, her hand moving between her thighs. This is what I wanted to see; Jan lost in the throes of orgasmic memory.
“Were you cumming when he did?”
“I think so, and my God, what a mess it was leaking out of me! All that hot cum of his. He said he saved it up just for me.”
“You didn’t use a condom?”
“Why would we? It’s not like Griffin fucks around and has STDs or something. I mean, why let that gigantic load of baby-makers go to waste.”
Her hand was a blur by then as she fingered herself. I wasn’t sure what to make of her last comment. We never had kids and so we just assumed that one of us was unable to contribute to the effort. Was getting pregnant part of her plan, to somehow get back at me for pushing her at Griffin? I knew I’d ponder that for a while. In the meantime I was completely turned-on.
I crooned, “You’re gonna cum now, aren’t you? Thinking about Griffin. Filling you up with his seed. Deep inside, right to your womb.” It pushed her over the edge and she climaxed. I actually saw a spray of her womanly juices squirt onto her hand as she did.
“I still don’t understand why you did it, but I’m so happy you gave me to Griffin,” she said once she slid from the orgasmic plateau.
“This is why,” I said as I indicated my aching and very hard cock. “Seeing you like this, hearing about how hot you were and how well Griffin got you off turns me on like I haven’t been in ages.”
“Maybe I can relieve you of your…problem,” she said with a mischievous grin.
Could I say no?
Chapter 5
Jan
In my imagination it was Griffin’s cock in my mouth, not Roger’s. As I gave him my best throat, I figured that who I was fantasizing about didn’t matter to my husband anyway. And his exhortations told me I was correct.
“Is this how you sucked off Griffin?” he said, barely beyond a groan.
I answered by humming “Umm-mm” in affirmation since my mouth was preoccupied.
“Did he cum in your mouth?”
I hummed again.
“Did you swallow?”
Another hum.
“Oh God!” he cried out and my mouth was immediately filled with his hot semen. He gave me quite a load, but if I didn’t at least try to swallow it all I knew he’d feel let down.
The fellatio might be over, but he wasn’t. He wanted to know when I blew Griffin. “It was in the shower to get him big again, but I didn’t have to worry about that. And then he came in my mouth.”
“He managed to get it up again, even after the BJ?”
“Oh yeah, he kept telling me that I was ‘a dream come true’ and that he was surprised he even wilted after cumming he wanted me so badly. The rest was a blur, like we did it in every position and I can’t remember how many times I came.”
Roger had a faraway look in his eyes as he asked me if I wanted another “round” with Griffin. Was that look the onset of jealousy or was he trying to foresee the next time, remembering how he wanted to watch? “Do you want me with Griffin again? I want more, but the question is whether or not it’s still okay with you. And what about Nadine?”
“Nadine told me she wanted a threesome with you and her husband. Since she appears to swing towards women I wondered why it took Griffin this long, you know what I mean? I think if I were him and feeling the way he does about you I would’ve made my move long before