Jack ended up staying in our suite, in my honeymoon bed, the rest of the honeymoon. After the second night I would get tired and fall asleep on the sofa only to be woken by the sounds of Karen screaming. She was addicted to Jack and could not get enough of him and his big fat cock. They would shower every morning, she would wash his cock, suck it, and he would wash her tits.
He was always groping her, fondling her breasts, her butt cheeks, and she let him. Once in a while I would see something in Karen, her love for me, and I would hug her or get a quick kiss but when I would try to feel her breasts, she would push me away and always say, “Honey please no, we talked about this, you know Jack doesn’t like it when you do that.”
We had come back from the beach one day and Jack and Karen got into the shower right away, I could hear them groping and giggling the whole time. They walked out of the bathroom in towels and got onto the bed and started to watch TV. I decided to get in the shower myself and found I was actually disappointed that I wasn’t going to watch the Jack and Karen show.
When I got out however, I heard the familiar moaning and screaming of them fucking. I didn’t bother to dress and went to sit in my chair to watch my bride with her old man lover. I was soon hard and jerking off as Karen sat on Jack’s cock and rocked back and forth. Jack pulled her face to his and whispered something to her. Karen giggled and got off of him, it was always amazing to me when she would get up and I would see how much of him was inside her. She walked to me and bent over to whisper in my ear, “Jack said I could pull on yr little cock for a few seconds.” My wife was “allowed” by her lover to touch me. It was so ridiculous on one level, yet on another level I was on cloud nine, my wife was going to touch my penis. She stayed bent over and she fondled my cock and balls, running her fingers up and down the shaft, then grabbing it, stroking it when she said, “eeewwwwww…it does, it does feel like a little boy wiener.” She was making a comparison to Jack’s cock since this was the first time she had touched mine since that first day at nude beach. As the words “weiner” were coming out of her mouth I came all over her hand and she had this look on her face as if I had just pee’d all over her. She withdrew her hand, walked back to Jack and wiped her hand with a towel. She immediately went back to suck Jack’s cock and get him hard so she could sit on him again.
I sat there with my limp cock and cum all over me when I realized I would never again be able to satisfy my wife. I started to question my life, my world. After we parted ways with Jack in a few days, who was going to satisfy Karen, meet her needs…. sexually? Would Karen want a divorce, an annulment? My head was starting to spin and I quickly got dressed and left the room to think this through. As I shut the door behind me I heard Karen say, “Honey, where are you going?” but I left without answering her.
I walked around the resort, sullen and trying hard to understand what had happened and what would happen and of course I did not resolve anything. I was sitting on a bench by the beach when Karen walked up to me. She sat down and wanted to know what was wrong. I told her what I had been thinking and she admitted that she had been thinking the same things. But then she looked at me and told me how much she loved me. That what she had with Jack was sex and nothing more and that she was still madly in love with me and always would be. I felt so happy at that moment, so elated, but I knew there was a white elephant in the room and that we had to discuss it.
I told her how I had my doubts that I would ever be able to satisfy her sexually. She pretty much agreed, that sex with Jack was like nothing she had ever imagined and certainly so much more than the sex we had had. That’s when she said, “Honey, part of the reason I love you so much is the sacrifice you made to make me happy. You waited so long for sex and then you let another man have his way with me while you sat and watched, I’ll never forget what you did for me.” As she said this I felt my cock getting hard. I guess it was at that moment, knowing I was horny listening to her talk about sex with other men, that I was prepared to do whatever she wanted to save this marriage.
That’s when I asked her, “What about when we go home, and Jack isn’t there to help us?” She was quick to reply, “Well, I was thinking about that, and Jack has told me he could come and visit once every few months, but ah…well…in between then, I kind of had an idea.” I had no idea what she was talking about, and I just looked at her with a dumb look.
She said, “Well honey, there is this man back home.” She immediately saw the hurt look on my face, as if I thought she had been cheating on me all this time. “Oh no honey, I’ve never ever done anything with him, It’s just…well…he has made passes at me, and he’s older, like Jack and well, I’ve heard rumors about how.... you know, how big he is.”
I could tell by the way she was talking that there was more to this story so I asked her, “Baby, what are you not telling me?” She just looked down and I knew this was not going to be good, but I had to know, “Baby, please, after the last couple of days I promise, I can handle it, just tell me.” She looked up, her eyes almost watery, her face so sad, “I’m so sorry honey, I should have told you, but I was so scared at the time, and I honestly thought I was helping you.” Now I was really getting scared. “It was Carl, your boss, at that last office party.”
MY BOSS? My Boss made a pass at you?”
She proceeded to explain how he had cornered her at a party and made it obvious that he wanted to have sex with her. She told me how she told him no, and that she was devoted only to me. That’s when she told me that he had threatened her with my raise, and possibly my job. “Honey I didn’t know what to do, he was threatening me and you. I told him there was no way I was going to have sex with him, your job or no job, I’m sorry I just couldn’t do that.” I was actually proud of her at that moment and happy for me that she was faithful to me but I knew there was a “but” coming and sure enough, “But then he kind of made me an offer that, well, like I said, I was scared, so I just did it.”
“What did you do honey?”
“Well, he said he understood, but that he just couldn’t take it anymore, that he had to see my breasts or he was going to make your life miserable. I was wearing that white halter you told me always drove you crazy, and I thought about it, and I thought I could, you know, just give him a quick look and get out of this mess.”
She went on, “So I just untied my halter in the back of my neck and took it off for him. He just stared and stared at them, and you know how the air conditioning makes it so cold in your offices, my nipples got so hard and when he saw that, he…he…. he reached up and grabbed them.”
I had spent two years, countless dates, thousands of dollars, hundreds and hundreds of jerk off sessions, thinking about seeing her breasts, and all my boss does is threaten her once and she puts them on display and lets him touch them.
“Then he pinched my nipples and I just felt this shiver go through me and I let him, you know, play for like a minute. But then he took my hand and he, well, he put it on his crotch. Honey, honest, I freaked, that’s when I stopped it all and put my top back on, but well, I did feel his penis, through his pants and he felt so big.”
So many emotions, thoughts, going through my head, anger, lust, jealousy, and yet my little cock was rock hard. The front of my shorts had a wet spot from where I was leaking pre-cum. My boss though, he was fat, bald, and so old and yet he got to grope my fiancé long before I did. I had to ask though, “Is that all that happened?” and she replied, “Well yes, pretty much, I mean he did ahhh.... you know, after he was feeling them, he ahhhh… well he sucked on my nipples for a little bit."
All I could think of was my fiancé standing there, with bare breasts, while my fat old bald boss got to feel them and suck on them, and I hadn’t even got to see them yet at the time. My fiancé, my now wife, lets other men do things I can’t. I was rock hard; it felt like I was going to cum in my pants. But Karen saw the hurt on my face at the same time and she hugged me, kissed me, told me how much she loved me and took my hand and walked me to an empty, secluded cabana close by.
She pulled me in and started to pull down my shorts, my little dick was all wet and red it was so hard. Then she told me, “Honey I love you and want you, now, just don’t say anything to Jack OK?” I couldn’t believe this, sex with my wife? I had all but given up on the thought of it when she hiked her skirt and pulled her panties down and bent over a table. “Fuck me honey” was all she said and I was standing right behind her and I pressed my tiny cock against her bare butt and I reached under her and groped her tits. She moaned slightly and I couldn’t take it any longer and I found her pussy and slid my cock right in. Her pussy felt so different. It was so much looser I assume from Jack stretching her. My tiny cock met no resistance yet not from the friction of me in her pussy, but from the idea that she would actually let me in her, I came on the very first stroke.
He was always groping her, fondling her breasts, her butt cheeks, and she let him. Once in a while I would see something in Karen, her love for me, and I would hug her or get a quick kiss but when I would try to feel her breasts, she would push me away and always say, “Honey please no, we talked about this, you know Jack doesn’t like it when you do that.”
We had come back from the beach one day and Jack and Karen got into the shower right away, I could hear them groping and giggling the whole time. They walked out of the bathroom in towels and got onto the bed and started to watch TV. I decided to get in the shower myself and found I was actually disappointed that I wasn’t going to watch the Jack and Karen show.
When I got out however, I heard the familiar moaning and screaming of them fucking. I didn’t bother to dress and went to sit in my chair to watch my bride with her old man lover. I was soon hard and jerking off as Karen sat on Jack’s cock and rocked back and forth. Jack pulled her face to his and whispered something to her. Karen giggled and got off of him, it was always amazing to me when she would get up and I would see how much of him was inside her. She walked to me and bent over to whisper in my ear, “Jack said I could pull on yr little cock for a few seconds.” My wife was “allowed” by her lover to touch me. It was so ridiculous on one level, yet on another level I was on cloud nine, my wife was going to touch my penis. She stayed bent over and she fondled my cock and balls, running her fingers up and down the shaft, then grabbing it, stroking it when she said, “eeewwwwww…it does, it does feel like a little boy wiener.” She was making a comparison to Jack’s cock since this was the first time she had touched mine since that first day at nude beach. As the words “weiner” were coming out of her mouth I came all over her hand and she had this look on her face as if I had just pee’d all over her. She withdrew her hand, walked back to Jack and wiped her hand with a towel. She immediately went back to suck Jack’s cock and get him hard so she could sit on him again.
I sat there with my limp cock and cum all over me when I realized I would never again be able to satisfy my wife. I started to question my life, my world. After we parted ways with Jack in a few days, who was going to satisfy Karen, meet her needs…. sexually? Would Karen want a divorce, an annulment? My head was starting to spin and I quickly got dressed and left the room to think this through. As I shut the door behind me I heard Karen say, “Honey, where are you going?” but I left without answering her.
I walked around the resort, sullen and trying hard to understand what had happened and what would happen and of course I did not resolve anything. I was sitting on a bench by the beach when Karen walked up to me. She sat down and wanted to know what was wrong. I told her what I had been thinking and she admitted that she had been thinking the same things. But then she looked at me and told me how much she loved me. That what she had with Jack was sex and nothing more and that she was still madly in love with me and always would be. I felt so happy at that moment, so elated, but I knew there was a white elephant in the room and that we had to discuss it.
I told her how I had my doubts that I would ever be able to satisfy her sexually. She pretty much agreed, that sex with Jack was like nothing she had ever imagined and certainly so much more than the sex we had had. That’s when she said, “Honey, part of the reason I love you so much is the sacrifice you made to make me happy. You waited so long for sex and then you let another man have his way with me while you sat and watched, I’ll never forget what you did for me.” As she said this I felt my cock getting hard. I guess it was at that moment, knowing I was horny listening to her talk about sex with other men, that I was prepared to do whatever she wanted to save this marriage.
That’s when I asked her, “What about when we go home, and Jack isn’t there to help us?” She was quick to reply, “Well, I was thinking about that, and Jack has told me he could come and visit once every few months, but ah…well…in between then, I kind of had an idea.” I had no idea what she was talking about, and I just looked at her with a dumb look.
She said, “Well honey, there is this man back home.” She immediately saw the hurt look on my face, as if I thought she had been cheating on me all this time. “Oh no honey, I’ve never ever done anything with him, It’s just…well…he has made passes at me, and he’s older, like Jack and well, I’ve heard rumors about how.... you know, how big he is.”
I could tell by the way she was talking that there was more to this story so I asked her, “Baby, what are you not telling me?” She just looked down and I knew this was not going to be good, but I had to know, “Baby, please, after the last couple of days I promise, I can handle it, just tell me.” She looked up, her eyes almost watery, her face so sad, “I’m so sorry honey, I should have told you, but I was so scared at the time, and I honestly thought I was helping you.” Now I was really getting scared. “It was Carl, your boss, at that last office party.”
MY BOSS? My Boss made a pass at you?”
She proceeded to explain how he had cornered her at a party and made it obvious that he wanted to have sex with her. She told me how she told him no, and that she was devoted only to me. That’s when she told me that he had threatened her with my raise, and possibly my job. “Honey I didn’t know what to do, he was threatening me and you. I told him there was no way I was going to have sex with him, your job or no job, I’m sorry I just couldn’t do that.” I was actually proud of her at that moment and happy for me that she was faithful to me but I knew there was a “but” coming and sure enough, “But then he kind of made me an offer that, well, like I said, I was scared, so I just did it.”
“What did you do honey?”
“Well, he said he understood, but that he just couldn’t take it anymore, that he had to see my breasts or he was going to make your life miserable. I was wearing that white halter you told me always drove you crazy, and I thought about it, and I thought I could, you know, just give him a quick look and get out of this mess.”
She went on, “So I just untied my halter in the back of my neck and took it off for him. He just stared and stared at them, and you know how the air conditioning makes it so cold in your offices, my nipples got so hard and when he saw that, he…he…. he reached up and grabbed them.”
I had spent two years, countless dates, thousands of dollars, hundreds and hundreds of jerk off sessions, thinking about seeing her breasts, and all my boss does is threaten her once and she puts them on display and lets him touch them.
“Then he pinched my nipples and I just felt this shiver go through me and I let him, you know, play for like a minute. But then he took my hand and he, well, he put it on his crotch. Honey, honest, I freaked, that’s when I stopped it all and put my top back on, but well, I did feel his penis, through his pants and he felt so big.”
So many emotions, thoughts, going through my head, anger, lust, jealousy, and yet my little cock was rock hard. The front of my shorts had a wet spot from where I was leaking pre-cum. My boss though, he was fat, bald, and so old and yet he got to grope my fiancé long before I did. I had to ask though, “Is that all that happened?” and she replied, “Well yes, pretty much, I mean he did ahhh.... you know, after he was feeling them, he ahhhh… well he sucked on my nipples for a little bit."
All I could think of was my fiancé standing there, with bare breasts, while my fat old bald boss got to feel them and suck on them, and I hadn’t even got to see them yet at the time. My fiancé, my now wife, lets other men do things I can’t. I was rock hard; it felt like I was going to cum in my pants. But Karen saw the hurt on my face at the same time and she hugged me, kissed me, told me how much she loved me and took my hand and walked me to an empty, secluded cabana close by.
She pulled me in and started to pull down my shorts, my little dick was all wet and red it was so hard. Then she told me, “Honey I love you and want you, now, just don’t say anything to Jack OK?” I couldn’t believe this, sex with my wife? I had all but given up on the thought of it when she hiked her skirt and pulled her panties down and bent over a table. “Fuck me honey” was all she said and I was standing right behind her and I pressed my tiny cock against her bare butt and I reached under her and groped her tits. She moaned slightly and I couldn’t take it any longer and I found her pussy and slid my cock right in. Her pussy felt so different. It was so much looser I assume from Jack stretching her. My tiny cock met no resistance yet not from the friction of me in her pussy, but from the idea that she would actually let me in her, I came on the very first stroke.
