Jen walked into her bedroom, her face still flushed from the conversation at lunch. Her pussy throbbed. She didn't normally masturbate in the middle of the day, but she needed relief, and the kids would be at the sitter's for a few more hours. She lay on the bed and pulled up her skirt. She touched herself. Her panties were so wet. She slipped her hand inside her panties and rubbed herself, her eyes closed, remembering what Tina had told her at lunch.
"Wow, what's this?" a surprised voice said from the doorway.
"Oh my god!" Jen cried in embarrassment, pulling the covers over her. "Michael, what are you doing home so early?"
Michael laughed, enjoying his wife's embarrassment. "My meeting ended early, so I decided to come home. I'm glad I did." Michael threw the covers off his wife. Her dress was still bunched around her waist, and he admired her long shapely legs. Even after 10 years of marriage, he couldn't get over how fantastic her legs were.
"Stop!" she protested, trying to pull the covers back up, but Michael laughed again and batted her hands away. Jen covered her blushing face with her hands. "I can't believe you caught me playing with myself."
"So, what got you so excited?" Michael said as he put his hand on his wife's knee. "Did you watch Dr. McDreamy on Grey's Anatomy?" he teased. But he suspected why his wife was so aroused in the middle of the day. "Or, did Tina tell you more about her sex life over lunch?"
"Oh my god, you won't believe what she did last night," Jen said excitedly. Tina and Jen had been best friends since high school. Tina divorced about six months ago, after catching her husband Bill cheating on her. Not yet ready for a serious relationship, but craving male companionship, she started going out with younger men about 2 months ago. Still pretty and desirable at 34, Tina pleasantly discovered that she didn't lack for male attention, and soon she was sleeping with a new young stud every few days.
"She met a guy at a bar last night," Jen said. "He was only 23, in grad school! She let him pick her up. He took her to his apartment, and his roommate was there. Both guys started flirting with her, and before she knew it all three were in bed! She ended up doing it with both of them!"
Michael pulled off his pants and climbed between his wife's legs. "Did Tina like getting gangbanged by those two college kids?"
Jen moaned as her husband pushed into her. "She said it made her feel so slutty. She had one guy in her mouth, while the other was inside her. Then they traded places, and she felt so naughty tasting herself."
"Did they make her cum?" Michael grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of his wife's pussy.
"Yeah," Jen gasped, her own orgasm near. "She said it was incredible. She'd cum with one guy, and then the other would take his place."
"Oh god!" Michael groaned as he came in his wife. Jen came too, her toes curling and digging into the mattress.
"Wow," Michael sighed a few minutes later. "That was great."
Jen giggled and poked her husband's side. "I bet you were thinking about Tina when you came," she teased. "You like hearing about how she's being so slutty. It turns you on. Come on, admit it."
"Okay, I admit it, Tina's attractive," Michael said honestly. "But you know what really turns me on? It's you, getting so excited hearing about Tina acting like a slut."
"What?" Jen asked, surprised.
"I'm not kidding. I guess in my head, I'm thinking you're wishing it was you, not Tina, getting fucked by those guys."
Jen's jaw dropped. "And that turns you on? Thinking about me with other guys?"
Michael laughed. "Come on, don't be such a prude. There are a lot of guys with that fantasy. They even have a name for it, it's called 'hot wife' fantasy."
Jen glared at her husband. "I know what they call it, Michael, I don't live in a fishbowl. I just never thought my husband was one of those prevents who wanted to see his wife fuck other men."
"Hey, wait a minute," Michael said, holding out his hands. "You're the one beating off in the middle of the day."
"I don't want to talk about it anymore!" Jen said, getting out of bed and pulling down her dress. "Come on, the kids will be home soon."
Chapter 2
"What do you think of Jason, isn't he gorgeous?" Tina asked excitedly. Michael and Jen looked toward the restaurant door. Jason had gone outside for a smoke.
"Uh, yeah," Jen said. She felt awkward talking about Tina's new boy-toy in front of Michael. "Where did you meet him?"
Tina shrugged. "At a bar -- where else?"
Michael laughed. "It must have been a college bar. What is he, 19?"
"Twenty-four, you jerk!" Tina said, playfully punching Michael in the arm. "And it wasn't a college bar, it was a hotel downtown."
"Excuse me," Jen said, standing up. "I have to go to the bathroom."
"I guess you don't approve of my new love life," Tina said to Michael as Jen walked away.
"That's not true. I know Bill treated you like shit, and you've had a rough year. I'm happy to see you're happy again."
Tina broke into a big smile. "Thanks for being so understanding." She reached under the table and squeezed Michael's thigh. "It's such a relief to hear you say that. I've been worried my friends would think less of me."
"No, not at all," Michael said, his voice caught in his voice. Tina's hand on his thigh almost made him shudder with excitement. She was so different from Jen. She was a pretty brunette with large breasts. Jen, in contrast, was a petite blonde with CoverGirl good looks, with small perky breasts. Tina wasn't leggy like Jen, but her legs weren't bad. Thinking about this, Michael's eyes wandered down to Tina's legs. Michael admired how, since her divorce, her skirts had gotten shorter and shorter. He also liked the way she wore fuck-me pumps with high stiletto heels.
Michael noticed that Tina's skirt had hiked up her legs. His eyes widened when he saw the lacy welt of her stockings. He realized she was wearing thigh highs! That surprised him; he didn't think girls wore them in real life. He thought things like that (real stockings and garter belts) were incredibly sexy, but Jen never wore them, preferring pantyhose.
Tina followed Michael's eyes, and realized she was flashing her stocking tops. "Oops, sorry," she said, embarrassed. She pulled down her skirt. Tina shrugged. "Okay, I admit it, I'm a slut. But stockings are better than pantyhose -- less fumbling and easier access."
"Uh, no problem," Michael managed to say, his throat dry. "Like I said, you're entitled."
Tina smiled, and again squeezed Michael's thigh. "Thanks!" Tina let her hand linger on Michael's thigh, only pulling away when Jen approached the table.
Jason returned a few minutes later. As they ordered drinks and then studied the menu, Jason's hands were all over Tina. Tina giggled and pushed him away, but he was relentless, caressing her legs under the table. When the drinks arrived, he gulped down his beer, then stood up, pulling Tina up with him. "Come on, baby, let's get a smoke."
Giggling, Tina said "We'll be right back," then let Jason lead her outside.
Awkwardly, Michael and Jen continued to study their menus. Then Michael reached under the table to Jen's legs. "Don't," Jen said as Michael moved his hand under her skirt. But Michael wouldn't stop, and Jen gasped when he touched her pussy. She had soaked through her panties and pantyhose. Michael pulled his hand away when the waitress came to take their order. Michael told her their friends would be back in a few minutes, they went out for a smoke.
About 10 minutes later, Tina and Jason finally returned. They ordered, and then Jason got up.
"I need a smoke," he said.
Jen frowned at Jason's disappearing form. "I thought you guys just had a smoke," she said, annoyed. Jen looked at Tina, who had a mischievous smile on her face. "What?" Jen asked.
Tina hesitated, debating with herself whether she should tell them or keep quiet. But she couldn't hold it in. "Oh my god," she said elatedly. "We just did it!"
Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're kidding?"
"No!" Tina almost shouted, her face excited and covered with a big smile. "He pulled me into the alley next to the restaurant, and he did me against the wall! Oh my god, we were right around the corner, I could hear the people walking on the sidewalk!"
"Oh no," Tina said in a concerned voice.
"What's wrong?"
"I can feel him running out of me. I'll be right back, I have to go to the bathroom, I don't want the back of my dress to get wet."
When they got home from dinner, Michael paid the babysitter while Jen checked on the kids. Then, by silent agreement, they met at their bedroom. They groped each other like teenagers, practically ripping off each other's clothes.
"Fuck me!" Jen pleaded. Michael pulled off Jen's pantyhose and panties, then pulled out his cock.
"You so wet!" Michael growled as he penetrated his wife. "Did it turn you on, Jason fucking Tina in the alley like a whore?"
"Did it turn you on?" Jen answered as she pushed back against her husband's thrusts.
Michael's passion fueled words came out between pants. "It turned me on, imagining it was you instead of Tina. Imagining Jason was fucking you against the wall."
"Oh god, you're so bad," she moaned.
"I'd like to watch you act like Tina. Become a cougar. Let young guys pick you up, and go home with them and let them fuck you."
"Oh god, Michael," Jen panted between moans. "You don't mean that. I'm your wife."
"I want you to be my hot wife," Michael said lustfully. "Didn't you see how muscular Jason was? Wouldn't you like to feel a young hard body on top of you? Ramming his big cock into you? Shooting gallons of his cum into you, so it floods out of you and runs down your legs?"
"Oh Michael, would you really want me to do that?" Jen cried as she raised her hips to meet her husband's thrusts. They were both so close, their passions fueled by their nasty fantasies.
"Yeah, yeah, that's all I've been thinking about since Tina started slutting around! I've imagined you in her place, being a slut with all those young guys!"
"Oh god, oh god," Jen cried as she came, Michael joining her just seconds after.
"Wow, what's this?" a surprised voice said from the doorway.
"Oh my god!" Jen cried in embarrassment, pulling the covers over her. "Michael, what are you doing home so early?"
Michael laughed, enjoying his wife's embarrassment. "My meeting ended early, so I decided to come home. I'm glad I did." Michael threw the covers off his wife. Her dress was still bunched around her waist, and he admired her long shapely legs. Even after 10 years of marriage, he couldn't get over how fantastic her legs were.
"Stop!" she protested, trying to pull the covers back up, but Michael laughed again and batted her hands away. Jen covered her blushing face with her hands. "I can't believe you caught me playing with myself."
"So, what got you so excited?" Michael said as he put his hand on his wife's knee. "Did you watch Dr. McDreamy on Grey's Anatomy?" he teased. But he suspected why his wife was so aroused in the middle of the day. "Or, did Tina tell you more about her sex life over lunch?"
"Oh my god, you won't believe what she did last night," Jen said excitedly. Tina and Jen had been best friends since high school. Tina divorced about six months ago, after catching her husband Bill cheating on her. Not yet ready for a serious relationship, but craving male companionship, she started going out with younger men about 2 months ago. Still pretty and desirable at 34, Tina pleasantly discovered that she didn't lack for male attention, and soon she was sleeping with a new young stud every few days.
"She met a guy at a bar last night," Jen said. "He was only 23, in grad school! She let him pick her up. He took her to his apartment, and his roommate was there. Both guys started flirting with her, and before she knew it all three were in bed! She ended up doing it with both of them!"
Michael pulled off his pants and climbed between his wife's legs. "Did Tina like getting gangbanged by those two college kids?"
Jen moaned as her husband pushed into her. "She said it made her feel so slutty. She had one guy in her mouth, while the other was inside her. Then they traded places, and she felt so naughty tasting herself."
"Did they make her cum?" Michael grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of his wife's pussy.
"Yeah," Jen gasped, her own orgasm near. "She said it was incredible. She'd cum with one guy, and then the other would take his place."
"Oh god!" Michael groaned as he came in his wife. Jen came too, her toes curling and digging into the mattress.
"Wow," Michael sighed a few minutes later. "That was great."
Jen giggled and poked her husband's side. "I bet you were thinking about Tina when you came," she teased. "You like hearing about how she's being so slutty. It turns you on. Come on, admit it."
"Okay, I admit it, Tina's attractive," Michael said honestly. "But you know what really turns me on? It's you, getting so excited hearing about Tina acting like a slut."
"What?" Jen asked, surprised.
"I'm not kidding. I guess in my head, I'm thinking you're wishing it was you, not Tina, getting fucked by those guys."
Jen's jaw dropped. "And that turns you on? Thinking about me with other guys?"
Michael laughed. "Come on, don't be such a prude. There are a lot of guys with that fantasy. They even have a name for it, it's called 'hot wife' fantasy."
Jen glared at her husband. "I know what they call it, Michael, I don't live in a fishbowl. I just never thought my husband was one of those prevents who wanted to see his wife fuck other men."
"Hey, wait a minute," Michael said, holding out his hands. "You're the one beating off in the middle of the day."
"I don't want to talk about it anymore!" Jen said, getting out of bed and pulling down her dress. "Come on, the kids will be home soon."
Chapter 2
"What do you think of Jason, isn't he gorgeous?" Tina asked excitedly. Michael and Jen looked toward the restaurant door. Jason had gone outside for a smoke.
"Uh, yeah," Jen said. She felt awkward talking about Tina's new boy-toy in front of Michael. "Where did you meet him?"
Tina shrugged. "At a bar -- where else?"
Michael laughed. "It must have been a college bar. What is he, 19?"
"Twenty-four, you jerk!" Tina said, playfully punching Michael in the arm. "And it wasn't a college bar, it was a hotel downtown."
"Excuse me," Jen said, standing up. "I have to go to the bathroom."
"I guess you don't approve of my new love life," Tina said to Michael as Jen walked away.
"That's not true. I know Bill treated you like shit, and you've had a rough year. I'm happy to see you're happy again."
Tina broke into a big smile. "Thanks for being so understanding." She reached under the table and squeezed Michael's thigh. "It's such a relief to hear you say that. I've been worried my friends would think less of me."
"No, not at all," Michael said, his voice caught in his voice. Tina's hand on his thigh almost made him shudder with excitement. She was so different from Jen. She was a pretty brunette with large breasts. Jen, in contrast, was a petite blonde with CoverGirl good looks, with small perky breasts. Tina wasn't leggy like Jen, but her legs weren't bad. Thinking about this, Michael's eyes wandered down to Tina's legs. Michael admired how, since her divorce, her skirts had gotten shorter and shorter. He also liked the way she wore fuck-me pumps with high stiletto heels.
Michael noticed that Tina's skirt had hiked up her legs. His eyes widened when he saw the lacy welt of her stockings. He realized she was wearing thigh highs! That surprised him; he didn't think girls wore them in real life. He thought things like that (real stockings and garter belts) were incredibly sexy, but Jen never wore them, preferring pantyhose.
Tina followed Michael's eyes, and realized she was flashing her stocking tops. "Oops, sorry," she said, embarrassed. She pulled down her skirt. Tina shrugged. "Okay, I admit it, I'm a slut. But stockings are better than pantyhose -- less fumbling and easier access."
"Uh, no problem," Michael managed to say, his throat dry. "Like I said, you're entitled."
Tina smiled, and again squeezed Michael's thigh. "Thanks!" Tina let her hand linger on Michael's thigh, only pulling away when Jen approached the table.
Jason returned a few minutes later. As they ordered drinks and then studied the menu, Jason's hands were all over Tina. Tina giggled and pushed him away, but he was relentless, caressing her legs under the table. When the drinks arrived, he gulped down his beer, then stood up, pulling Tina up with him. "Come on, baby, let's get a smoke."
Giggling, Tina said "We'll be right back," then let Jason lead her outside.
Awkwardly, Michael and Jen continued to study their menus. Then Michael reached under the table to Jen's legs. "Don't," Jen said as Michael moved his hand under her skirt. But Michael wouldn't stop, and Jen gasped when he touched her pussy. She had soaked through her panties and pantyhose. Michael pulled his hand away when the waitress came to take their order. Michael told her their friends would be back in a few minutes, they went out for a smoke.
About 10 minutes later, Tina and Jason finally returned. They ordered, and then Jason got up.
"I need a smoke," he said.
Jen frowned at Jason's disappearing form. "I thought you guys just had a smoke," she said, annoyed. Jen looked at Tina, who had a mischievous smile on her face. "What?" Jen asked.
Tina hesitated, debating with herself whether she should tell them or keep quiet. But she couldn't hold it in. "Oh my god," she said elatedly. "We just did it!"
Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're kidding?"
"No!" Tina almost shouted, her face excited and covered with a big smile. "He pulled me into the alley next to the restaurant, and he did me against the wall! Oh my god, we were right around the corner, I could hear the people walking on the sidewalk!"
"Oh no," Tina said in a concerned voice.
"What's wrong?"
"I can feel him running out of me. I'll be right back, I have to go to the bathroom, I don't want the back of my dress to get wet."
When they got home from dinner, Michael paid the babysitter while Jen checked on the kids. Then, by silent agreement, they met at their bedroom. They groped each other like teenagers, practically ripping off each other's clothes.
"Fuck me!" Jen pleaded. Michael pulled off Jen's pantyhose and panties, then pulled out his cock.
"You so wet!" Michael growled as he penetrated his wife. "Did it turn you on, Jason fucking Tina in the alley like a whore?"
"Did it turn you on?" Jen answered as she pushed back against her husband's thrusts.
Michael's passion fueled words came out between pants. "It turned me on, imagining it was you instead of Tina. Imagining Jason was fucking you against the wall."
"Oh god, you're so bad," she moaned.
"I'd like to watch you act like Tina. Become a cougar. Let young guys pick you up, and go home with them and let them fuck you."
"Oh god, Michael," Jen panted between moans. "You don't mean that. I'm your wife."
"I want you to be my hot wife," Michael said lustfully. "Didn't you see how muscular Jason was? Wouldn't you like to feel a young hard body on top of you? Ramming his big cock into you? Shooting gallons of his cum into you, so it floods out of you and runs down your legs?"
"Oh Michael, would you really want me to do that?" Jen cried as she raised her hips to meet her husband's thrusts. They were both so close, their passions fueled by their nasty fantasies.
"Yeah, yeah, that's all I've been thinking about since Tina started slutting around! I've imagined you in her place, being a slut with all those young guys!"
"Oh god, oh god," Jen cried as she came, Michael joining her just seconds after.
