Journal of a Journey - #108

I do know that things are changing, albeit slowly, with us pursuing our own desires. I can't lie about it, I truly feel an intense deep satisfaction at what we're doing, or rather, what we're not doing.

Regarding how much time she spends with Paul, reading back it sounds a lot but in reality it really isn't that much. Yes, tonight they have probably 6 hours together, maybe another 1-2 in the morning and then she won't see him till this weekend when he will come here. So it really isn't that much time that they have together, not if you consider they spend a lot of that time fucking.

That's one thing which I am seeing in her that surprises me. With my convincing her that she can have this type of intense sex with him and her accepting she doesn't need to have all of her emotions involved to enjoy that, it's actually kind of surprising to see her not wanting more time with him.

I actually am laughing because his two nights a week with her and fucking her 3-4 times, I am quite sure Paul is well satisfied. Why would he ever want to give it up?

From what I get from Suzanna in terms of how Paul feels around me is that he feels the same way about me as I feel about him, only in reverse; that we both are enjoying him fucking Suzanna but that it's just awkward for us to talk about it.

Suzanna says that we are alike in that way in that when we're alone with her, we both find it easy to talk but when we're with others (as in he and I together) that it is awkward. Contrary to whatever impression I give with my writings, I am sorry to say, that I still find it awkward to talk to her lovers about sex with her. Paul and I talk pretty openly about most everything but when it comes to Suzanna, it's actually something I find comforting about him, that he feels much the same as I do talking (or rather, not talking) about certain things.

As far as what he thinks, all I can glean is that he understands he is Suzanna's main sexual partner right now and that he knows about what Suzanna and I are doing and, more to the point, are not doing.

Regarding his place in the relationship, I think he knows that Suzanna feels more strongly about him, much as he would in being her boyfriend. I don't believe he has any long-term plans for her other than wanting and hoping that he will continue to get and enjoy having sex with her.


I have to admit that I enjoyed last night alone. I think what I liked most was that she knows how I feel, almost completely now. Whether that changes anything with her and Paul, I don't know, but I feel kind of elated that we are at this point.

Last night I lay in bed with a huge hard on and I spent some time just stroking it slowly and thinking about how truly aroused I feel about it all. I loved feeling how big and hard my cock was, thinking about where she was and what she was likely doing at that time.

I know that I am her husband and maybe her statements about 'if you ever need me' is her way of saying that she wants me to need her that way. That's a possibility and yet at the same time, she glows when she talks about sex with Paul and seems to very much be into continuing our denial. I'm not sure that's an act on her part and I'm not sure it's something she's doing to accelerate our return to 'normal'.

Am I wishing that I wasn't so turned on by all of this? Sometimes I think that's where my sense of reluctance or hesitation comes from and I admit that sometimes I wish other 'normal' things would turn me on like this, but so far nothing else seems to do it.


Suzanna is a little annoyed that she is waiting for Paul while he's out playing golf. It made me laugh a little bit to see her being the one to be waiting.

She asked me if he could come here for dinner tonight and whether we could all be okay with each other. She said she'd been talking to Paul a bit more now about me, especially after last weekend, and I asked her what he thought of me. Apparently he told her that he could see I was really turned on by it and she said that he even said it was kind of fun to share like that.

I asked the obvious question if he thought it a turn-on and cool that I use condoms. She said that he really does like knowing that he's the only one cumming in her.


Lying in bed last night, I loved how we spooned up with her behind me and we talked a bit more. She said totally openly that she'd loved the sex with him and that he'd made her feel awesome, but she turned to look towards me and said that it never feels like it does when we are together and that she loved me.

She has often told me if I ever needed to have her that I could; I looked at her and told her the reverse was true too, if she wanted me, that I would always be there for her. She pulled me close and kissed me, she and I moved so we faced each other and she said that she knew I would be and she felt my hard cock and said, " … just like right now …" She pulled me closer and I already knew what she was going to say, "....mmmm, but not right now...."

I kissed her and I told her that all she had to do was ask or tell me. She turned her back to me and pulled me even tighter into a spoon and murmured that she always knows that and then without a pause said, "mmmm, are you going to want to join us tomorrow?"

She said that as long as it was at the right time and that it felt right with her and was OK with Paul, that I was welcome to join in like last time. Before I said anything though she added, " … but baby, there are going to be times when I'd rather you didn't, is that going to be okay?".

I held her and kissed the back of her neck and told her yes.

I can't express how horny I feel inside at what is going on. I wish I could figure out how to say how close we feel and how together we feel when we have moments like that last night. She could feel how hard my cock was the whole time and it just felt so good to be able to talk like that and to let her know how horny it makes me feel. To hear her tell me she feels the same, well, it is just amazing.


Right now is where I want to be. I had an awesome time with them both last night. It started out as a bit of a surprise and almost, like the other night, felt like a setup in some ways. Paul arrived about 6:30pm and I already had the barbeque going. He brought 3 bottles of wine 'just in case' and Suzanna was pretty eager for him to pour the first glass.

We sat around in the den talking for a while before I needed to start cooking and the conversation was pretty slow at first with him talking about his golf-game and Suzanna feigning interest.

It was over dinner as we just started eating that I had my suspicions about things being 'set-up' when Paul said that he wanted to ask me something. I could tell by Suzanna's face that she was expecting this and he looked at me and said something like, "Stef, I was wondering what you thought of that arrangement, the thing I mentioned?”

I had no idea what he was talking about until he said, "You know, I have this golf-tournament in South Carolina in a couple of weeks and I was wondering what you'd say if I asked if you would be okay with Suzanna joining me?”

I was kind of surprised as I had no recollection of any tournament being mentioned but it was more the way he said it, like he was in high-school asking me permission to date my ********!

I hesitated for a moment and shifted around in my seat but I calmly asked him, "when is it?"

He gave the date (middle of next month) and that he thought they might go down on the Friday and come back on Monday.

After getting over my surprise and re-focusing, I looked over at Suzanna and said, "you knew?"

She nodded and then added that she wasn't sure of the right time to ask me and then she said, "Paul said he'd just come out and ask you, so here we are."

I asked her, "do you want to go?" and she smiled, nodded and extended one hand to me and one to Paul. As she held both our hands she said, "I want this to be good for both of you."

Then she dropped my hand and said, "Paul and I could use a little alone time, don't you think?".

It was awkward for just a moment. In my head I was saying, "fuck it, just go with it" but rather than sounding too enthusiastic, I looked at them both and said in the manner of a father reacting to the request of a ********'s prom date, "I don't see why not".

Paul smiled and said, "that's great, thanks man, you are the best …" and immediately added "... don't worry about a thing, I will take good care of her ..."

I smiled and as I passed some of the food around I said, " … I wouldn't expect anything less!"

It seemed like maybe the ice was finally broken with this conversation. All during dinner Suzanna asked him questions about what they'd do when they were there; what they would eat for dinner; what she'd do during the daytime while he was golfing. He told her she could do anything, a massage at the spa, shopping or if the weather was really warm, maybe lying out and getting some sun. He mentioned names of restaurants he wanted to take her to and as he started to say something about the menus he stopped, looked at me and said, "are you okay if I introduce her to some of my friends as my girlfriend?".

I admit it made me swallow hard but what could I say other than, "yeah, okay I guess."

Suzanna acted like some giddy schoolgirl and almost ignoring me said, "it'll be fun for us (Paul and her) to be able to do that stuff together."

It was me that bought her attention back to me when I asked what hotel they'd be staying at. Paul mentioned a Marriott and said that he'd likely get a suite. As I say, it all seemed to me as this had already been planned.

I have to admit it was incredibly erotic to hear them openly talking about planning their trip together. Suzanna looked at me several times and I knew she wanted to make sure I was okay with everything and wasn't going to be making any objections. I allayed her fears and told her that it sounded like fun. It was her that suggested that maybe I'd go up and visit one of my college buddies if I didn't want to stay home. I told her I'd think about it.

We didn't talk openly about sex, but the innuendo was surely in the air.

After having eaten a nice meal we all felt very relaxed about everything and as we sat around drinking another glass of wine Suzanna went over and sat on Paul’s lap and started to kiss him. When the kiss ended he looked at me and I guess I was in a bit of a daydream because he said something that I missed but it ended with ".... you don't mind her doing this, do you?".

It just felt good, without even taking a second to really think about it, to say to him "no, turns me on to see her with you .." while she sat on his lap with his hand under her top caressing her back and he said something like, "… it's really nice that you don't mind....”

We'd put some music on earlier and as we sipped at the glass of wine she leaned back and sort of swayed with him to whatever was playing. We talked about the music and other stuff for a bit longer and then the conversation went back towards sex. Paul was the first one to say something and he said that Suzanna's skin felt so warm and soft and she giggled that she liked feeling his hands on her. She was sitting there facing me and I looked at her and saw the smile on her face but then I looked down and saw that her nipples were sticking out like little pebbles under her tight top, clearly she didn't have a bra on.

No sooner did she say she liked feeling his hands I added something like, "I can tell from your shirt!".


I thought back to that summer when she was taking a photography class at a night-school and she stopped wearing her rings. She was between boyfriends and thinking back now, she thought it'd be easier to find someone to have fun with if they thought she wasn't married. I agreed and so we did have a bit of a ceremony which mainly involved me removing them, something that still makes me horny to think about doing.

I shared the thought with her when Paul left to pay a bathroom visit that we'll probably do that again. She thought that was a nice idea and said that she would likely leave her rings at home when she goes on Paul's golf trip.


The earlier part of the evening went very well and my comment about her shirt revealing her nipples made them both laugh. What was even more erotic though was seeing his hands come around under her shirt and to watch him hold and caress her breasts and to then through the fabric know he was tweaking and pulling at her nipples. Hearing her moan and seeing her close her eyes as he did that was probably one my most arousing moments.

I thought for sure they'd run up to the bedroom but instead she turned around in his lap and they started to kiss and right there in the living room they started to seduce each other in earnest. She unbuttoned his shirt and he pulled hers up and it was amazing to watch them just start like that and to see the passion and intensity they both had. He pulled her to him as she pulled her shirt off over her head and I watched as he held her tight as they kissed and I had the erotic thought that he could surely feel her nipples against his chest.

Again I thought they'd run upstairs but again I was wrong. Their kiss ended and she turned to me now looking just incredibly sexy sitting there topless in his lap. She smiled at me and then turned back to Paul, kissed him and said, "see, I told you he likes all of this" before pushing him back on the couch and lay down against him.

He turned to me and I guess he could see the smile on my face as well as my hand massaging the lump in my pants. I don't know if he was going to say something but I took the opportunity to lift my hand as if to make a 'toast' to him and I just said, "enjoy".

He turned back to her and they started to kiss again, this time he took far more liberties with her. I watched as his hands went down her back to her waist and I was totally rock hard when she sat up a litle to let him reach under her and unbutton and (I heard it) unzip her jeans. When she lay back against him he could now get his hands down the back of her pants.

I remember all of the foreplay quite vividly! She raised up once again and this time she took the initiative to unbutton and unzip his pants. As they settled down and went back into their kiss, I slid my hand into my pants. A few moments later when she rolled off of him towards the back of the couch so that their hands could roam more freely, it was the first time that I actually felt very comfortable sliding my own pants off and openly masturbating while watching them.

Suzanna looked up at me and the most amazing smile came over her face when she saw what I was doing. By then it was obvious that several of his fingers were inside her beneath her pants and I think it was that and seeing me openly stroking my stiff cock, which prompted her to pull his cock out and say to Paul that they should go up to the bedroom.

When they stood up they both looked at me but neither said anything, neither even really did they pay much notice at all. Rather, before they went upstairs, he pushed down on the waist of her pants and panties and she let them slide down to the floor. She stepped out of them and walked naked by me to go upstairs. Paul followed quickly behind her and he was the one who said, "… why don't you come up and join us in a few minutes Stef?"

My thoughts at that moment as they walked upstairs, well, I was filled with a lot of different thoughts. One of those thoughts was specifically about how awesome I felt sitting there, stroking my cock, watching them go upstairs together. I loved seeing her naked body go by knowing she was going to give herself to him. It felt really great sitting there watching them, like having your own private porn show. More so for me was knowing it was my wife lying there truly letting herself feel all that she wants with her lover; knowing how fulfilled she is. It made me so horny to see her get all worked up with him like that.

As for Paul, he was pretty cool about things and hearing him, her lover, suggest I come up with them was nice. My thought at that moment was that Suzanna had coached him well. I continued to sit there stroking my hard cock, enjoying the moments, when noises upstairs caught my attention. At first it was just the sounds of movement but then I heard the distinct sound of Suzanna's sexual arousal moan!

I have little recall of the exact sequence of events in the bedroom, suffice that when I came up to the room Suzanna was sprawled out in the bed with her legs spread wide and Paul with his face buried in her pussy. I could hear him licking and sucking at her pussy and I could only imagine how wet she must have been for him. Neither of them saw me for a while as I watched from the doorway still stroking my dick. (I jerked off last night to horny memories of this and it's now just a few later and I'm rock hard again as I'm typing this!).

It just felt so wonderful to see her like that with him, pulling her own legs back for him to get deeper into her pussy. I felt like the complete cuckold as I stood there stroking my cock and watched her have one of many small orgasms with him that culminated with one as she held his head in place as she enjoyed her climax.

At some point they saw me and it was Suzanna that motioned me over and patted the bed next to them. Paul lifted his head back towards me and seemed to nod ok in agreement. I slid my pants off and walked to the bed by which time they'd moved to a 69 position with Paul more on his back and Suzanna on her side facing me. She looked up at me as Paul spread her legs and began to lick and finger her pussy. She smiled as she took his cock in her hand and as I watched, she stroked it and then licked at the tip. I couldn't see it but the thought that she must have licked away a drop of pre-cum from his cock was a huge turn-on.

Their 69 didn't last too long if I remember, both of them seemed to need to move ahead. Suzanna got up and stood there by the bed as both of us just looked at her. She looked beautiful, now fully turned on, her nipples were so darkened and looked oh so hard. For me, her bare pussy was the telltale, her pussy lips were swollen and as she stood there and let us both watch, she ran her hands over her body. She shivered as she touched her breasts and then she let her hand drop to gentle caress her pussy and run a finger up and down the wet slit. With Paul laying on his back she reached out with her other hand and began to stroke him. She made certain that she had my attention and then as we both watched, she climbed up on top of him and began to rub her pussy against the full length of his hard cock.

Neither of them said anything, at least not to me, but I guessed that as she climbed up on him that she wanted me to move closer and watch. Whether she did or she didn't, I did.

Now in position, I saw her hand come snaking through between their bodies and take his cock and guide it to her waiting wet pussy! She was open but from my view still looked too tight for that fat knob of his to just enter her. Sure enough, my god almost as if he was a human dildo, she held it him her hand and she rubbed it all around pushing it harder and harder against the tight opening to her vagina. Each time she pushed him in a little bit deeper, I guess to stretch her, and when she'd pull his cock away I'd see just how open she was; it was very erotic to actually see how open and wet she was becoming with each push.. It was just a glimpse for a second or two until she'd rub it again against her opening before she would push it in a little more and then do the same, give me a teasing glimpse.

Finally, oh my god it was so erotic, she finally rubbed it against her and I saw her push it a bit more firmly and in an instant the big head of his cock simply popped into her. I was so struck seeing it that her loud moan caught me off guard, hearing her moan out a groan followed by a sigh was just so arousing knowing this her instinctive response to feeling him fill her.

I'd been so taken watching her that I had been motionless and It was a good job that I had stopped my stroking or I'd likely have cum right there and then. She stayed still for a moment with just the head of his cock in her, her pussy closed up onto his shaft. I will admit that seeing that and the thought of his cockhead nestled right inside her pussy was just amazing, I even had a fleeting thought to reach out and touch him myself but put that idea aside as I remembered she'd told me how he seemed to rub against her g-spot or something with how big his cock felt. That thought was confirmed when she began to move and fuck herself on his cock. She took him deeper at first and when she pulled back I could see the wetness on his cock now. It was just a few minutes before she was taking him deeper and deeper until, as I watched, she nestled back and took him all the way so his balls we right up against her thighs. My chance of touching him will have wait for another time.

It's around here that I started to lose track of things. I know I was just taken by watching her slowly impale herself on him, and then, wow, to see her pull back and see his cock emerge from her waiting pussy; it was just amazing. As things began to unfold between them (and between us), seeing her fucking him like that just felt so good for me to think and know that I wasn't going to cum in her. Seeing his cock slide out of her, glistening with her wetness, it's crazy to say it but seeing that somehow made me not want to cum in her!

I was getting lost in my cuckold thoughts and my mental clarity started to fade. I felt for a moment that I was losing my grip on reality and when I refocused it was to see they had turned over into the missionary position. They looked very comfortable and I recall Paul being fairly demonstrative with her and when he saw I was looking, he deliberately repositioned himself to let me see him better. Suzanna approved and said, "I told you he likes to watch".

She looked beautiful spread beneath him and it gets me so friggin' aroused at seeing her like that when she really wants him and it was obvious she did. At one point he pulled out of her and for a moment paused above her and she looked just amazing lying there beneath him … waiting for him to push his cock back into her. I became aware that he did that several times all the better to let me see all of her as he pulled himself out of her pussy before pushing back in again. It was so erotic, especially as it became obviously easier and easier for him to pull out of her fully and then push back in. Each time she'd let out a small shriek of pleasure he'd push into her and she'd let out this sexy moan when he'd pull out of her.

It all became a blur. Suzanna reached out and held my hand at one point and I could almost feel her excitement through her hand in how she tensed up and then would release it. At one point I 'helped' when I touched and held her leg as Paul pushed into her and it was amazing to feel her body move each time knowing by this point there was no doubt I was going to be taking another turn with her for sure.

In some ways I wished it didn't have to end; I wished it was like a porn movie where I could go back to and re-watch the most arousing parts over and over but (after how long, 15 minutes; 30 minutes? I don't know) it was long dark out so I didn't have a frame of reference. One thing I was sure about and that was 'my time' was approaching.

I've said that even I can tell when Paul is getting close. Suzanna had already cum many times, including several ones that made her shake and quiver beneath him, but I knew that this had been a pretty intense session for both of them and I had a feeling that the end was going to be quite intense … and it was. Paul started his motion that I knew meant he was close (he has this way of pushing into her and then staying deep in her before pulling back and doing it again) and it was happening. At the same time Suzanna had her knees pulled back as far as they could go but all she was doing was moaning and thrashing her head side to side each time he'd bottom out in her. It was obvious the end was near and, sure enough, as I heard Paul let out a loud moan he plunged into her one last time and then I saw his butt tense up. He stayed in her deep and then pull back and immediately push back into her again and again. Maybe it was my imagination but I swore I could see his cock pulse with each spurt of cum.

She let out a loud moan that just thrilled me when he first started to cum and as he continued to fuck her, each time pushing deep into her, she got louder and louder. I could tell he'd finished cumming but he kept up his pace and as his cock began to get wet and almost foamy around her pussy she began to shake. I knew what was about to happen and I almost yelled out to encourage him to 'go for it' but even without my direction, a moment later Suzanna's pussy seemed to gush around his cock as she climaxed, moaning and screaming. I'd seen her cum before but this was different, he'd almost gotten her to squirt. As he kept fucking her she seemed to let build up to an intense outburst of passion after which she just fell back onto the bed motionless. Her knees fell to her side as she lay there motionless.

I had been watching this all from behind including seeing the bedclothes becoming drenched beneath them with their juices. Suddenly I felt a little self-conscious and I moved more to their side and away from watching them fuck. Paul turned to look at me and he said very casually, "want to watch me pull out of her?". Just like that, as if it was nothing.

I may have hesitated for a second but almost immediately answered, "yeah". With that he raised his body up and off of her leaving just his now softening cock connecting him to her. She had opened her eyes and was now up on her elbows, she smiled and turned to me and said, "you like this don't you?"

I nodded and all 3 of us watched as Paul pulled all the way out of her. She just moaned when she felt him pull out and for that fat knob to almost pop out like a cork from a bottle and said softly, "that was amazing".

Paul was next to speak and I was surprised when, he said, "do you like how she looks Stef?”

I didn't know if he meant how she looked overall or how he'd left her pussy but my answer was the same, I said something like, "yeah she does".

He rolled off of her and she turned to me, held my hand and said, "if you want a turn, now's the time baby". Just like that, calmly as if nothing was amiss at all. The box of condoms was right there on the headboard and as I reached for one, Paul leaned down to start kissing her and caressing her shoulders and breasts. He said stuff to her about how good the sex was with her (making sure I could hear) as I pulled the condom on and he moved a little to the side as I moved in between her legs.

I knew then that this was more for me than her, but it didn't matter. My cock was so hard and as I knelt between her legs and I began rubbing the condom covered tip up between her pussy lips I could definitely feel how wet and warm she was (love the polyurethane condoms). At the same time I have to say that I absolutely loved knowing that I wasn't going to feel or cum in her. I just wanted to share the moment and get my own relief and at the same time I so wanted to give her everything she wanted.

I pushed effortlessly into her, there was virtually no resistance, hardly any friction, nothing, once I was inside her. It wasn't until I pushed all the way in that I could even really feel her and then all I felt was her tightness around the base of my cock probably due to my cock being so much thicker than his. Her pussy was like soft jello inside and the reality that Paul had just fucked her silly swept over me; that her pussy could have had such a workout that she was literally limp from it just stuck with me. Even without much friction at all, just the sensations of being in her was enough.

I'd like to say that I made her cum or that I lasted a long time but I don't think I lasted more than just a few minutes at most once I was in her. But that was long enough to give me a crazy intense orgasm that even made me moan out loud. Paul had moved back as I started to cum and I was glad he did because it felt wonderful to feel Suzanna hug me as I came in her even if she was just doing it for me and not for herself.

We kissed for a moment after I'd finally cum and then it just felt right to me to move off of her. I don't think Paul was looking but Suzanna was and we both watched me pull of out of her to reveal the condom I'd just filled. I heard her give an approving moan and saw even a smile as I pulled out before she looked back up to give me a kiss. I pulled back and moved out of the way.

No sooner had I gotten up did she roll towards Paul and start kissing him. That part stung, I was still in my post-orgasmic state and she'd simply turned right back to Paul and started kissing and loving him. As I watched his hands again went down her back and held her butt as they kissed. I sat there, watched for a moment before I remembered I needed to pull off the condom.

I walked into the bathroom to clean up and I carefully slipped off and tied the condom in a knot. I held it and I have to say that it was just an amazing, incredibly sexy and somehow crazily satisfying feeling to see and hold and feel my warm cum in the tip of the condom. I looked back at them on the bed and how sexy they looked together and that, plus how I felt holding the filled condom, really made me feel amazingly good. If there was a moment of utter bliss, then this was it for me. It just so turned me on and at the same time gave me this crazy satisfied feeling holding the used condom in my hand, knowing what I'd done as I looked at them.

For me, it is so weird but I can actually say that those moments in the bathroom were perhaps the most pleasant ever and not just physical relief or from how much I seem to cum these days; it's quite physical and there's so much in my head and I wish I could find words to explain it but standing there holding the condom full of MY cum just felt, dare I say, perfect.

I felt even better standing there when I heard the sounds from the bedroom that told me he was surely about to fuck her again and that only he'd be cumming in her.


The world outside might condemn me but then I know how things are with Suzanna.

She was so warm and complimentary to me on Sunday after Paul left having stayed quite late on Saturday evening. He and I talked for a bit as he was getting ready to leave (Suzanna remained upstairs in bed) and he told me that he'd had a lot of fun with us tonight and he even thanked me for joining them; he said, "it was nice".

I told him that I'd enjoyed the night and he laughed and said, "I could tell".

I admit it wasn't the easiest conversation to have as he was getting his stuff together in the kitchen especially when he turned to me and said that he hoped I'd be okay about their trip together. He told me that he really enjoys being with her and he promised that, " …. I'll show her a good time".

I told him that I would probably be okay with it but that I wanted to talk to Suzanna a bit more about it. He then persisted and said, " … other than being for more time, it's not much different than her staying with me ..... I mean, other than it being for 3 nights".

I couldn't fault his logic and have to admit it was pretty cool talking about things more openly with him.

He was on his way towards the front door when he paused to shake my hand. As he did he said, "Oh, forget to say, she's still awake up there and she told me to tell you to come up after I left".

As he stepped outside he turned and (I hoped that the neighbours weren't listening) said, "she IS really amazing in bed.... thanks a lot for being so cool about this...” With that he unlocked his car door and I walked down behind him and held the door open and told him to drive safe and watched as his car drove off down the street.

Even though I'd had sex with her not more than 2 hours earlier, as I stood there my cock grew hard yet again and I had an intense desire to masturbate and cum again but I remembered what he had just told me, that she was upstairs, waiting.

It was dark with just the TV on to give a soft glow to reveal that the bed was pretty messed up with Suzanna snuggled under a blanket that was pulled up to just cover her breasts. She smiled at me when I walked in and I slid into bed with her and she turned and pulled me to her. She was naked underneath and as we kissed she didn't stop me from running my hands all over her, including between her legs which she willingly spread and let me finger her. I discovered that Paul must have cum in her that second time, big time! She had a small hand-towel in the bed under her too and when my fingers went down to the bottom of her pussy and teased her open, the tops of my fingers could feel the wetness on the towel.

She let me feel her but, when I went to push my fingers more deeply into her she reached down and held my hand and said, "No, I've had quite enough baby, just the outside OK?."

Hearing her talk like that made me even hornier and she must have recognized it because she reached over and felt my hard cock. Then she turned to me and said she loved me and loved feeling that I was hard again; she said something like, ".. knowing you're hard because of me".

She suggested that I should get naked and then encouraged me to slide up to be next to her. We went to spoon up and she felt my hard cock against her and she turned her head to me and asked me, "… do you want to take care of that?"

I didn't need her permission or encouragement (although it was very welcome) but my happiness was complete when she turned to me and said, "I'd love to watch you.”

I was so hard and horny and it turned me on so knowing she was lying there next to me having not moved since Paul finished with her and that she had been waiting for me! I told her so; I told her that what Paul said to me on his way out had really turned me on.

She moved close to me and said, "it was wonderful with him tonight …" then added "... and you. It was so nice with it just working out like that...."

I agreed with her and told her that it turned me on watching them fuck.

She encouraged me to carry on stroking and to tell her how I felt when I was there with them as he came in her. She knew I was very close and she leaned over and whispered in my ear, " … he came even more the second time".

Well, that did it. I began to cum, not that much, but I did cum maybe 3-4 good spurts before just a dribble was left. She kissed me and said, "do you feel nice right now?”

I moaned that it felt wonderful; it really did.


I'd like to say we talked more on Sunday but it really wasn't much of a talking day as we both felt pressured to do stuff around the house so we spent the day getting the pool closed for the winter. With neither of the kids home, it fell on both of us to take care of the hard work which reminded me that sometimes having kids around at times can be useful!


Last night in bed she kissed me and ask me how I felt about her going away with Paul.

I told her what he'd said to me on his way out and how comfortable I thought I felt about him and him being a good guy and all. I kind of indicated that I was OK with it to which she replied that she'd text or email me every day if I wanted and that, ".. it'll only be 3 nights".

She turned the topic of how I felt about participating with them. I told her that Paul had made me feel very comfortable and not make me feel awkward. So I told her that if she felt it was what she wanted, that I would be okay with doing it again.

I didn't tell her that I had thought about touching and holding his cock.


That pretty much brings us to where we are today. She told me her plan for the week is to see him tomorrow night, stay late there again and then at the weekend he comes here on Saturday and spends the night.

After that is when they'd be going away together. She knew even before she told me about her plans that I would say yes to anything that she asked.


She just left for work and we spent some time talking before she did. She thanked me again for such a nice weekend and she playfully cupped my cock and balls through my pants and said that, "… we'll have some fun later tonight when I get home".

I'm quite sure that meant we'll be having fun masturbating together. I say that because last night we were tidying up the bedroom and as she put the box of condoms into the drawer in her nightstand she told me that, " .. we'll not be needing these until you'll get to use another one this weekend".

I'm hoping that she'll be home at a normal time but it's a warm rainy day here and I didn't need her to remind me that this kind of weather always makes her very horny and want to spend more time in bed.

However, I've filled this book and I am reminded that I need to get to a store and buy a batch of new ones. That'll keep from getting too horny thinking about her and what we'll be doing later tonight.