I woke up alone in bed on Sunday morning. As usual, my wife had gotten up before me. I could smell coffee brewing and I could hear my wife downstairs fixing breakfast. After everything that had happened last night, I just couldn't believe that it could be a normal Sunday morning!
I showered and dressed quickly, and I went into the kitchen where my wife was just finishing preparing breakfast. "Good morning, Sweetheart." I said, trying to sound as cheerful as I could.
"Good morning, Honey." She answered. "I was just getting ready to call you for breakfast." She was facing the kitchen counter and she didn't even look at me as I came into the room. She was wearing her old flannel nightgown, and I remembered that she couldn't wear her pretty white nightgown because it was dirty, Randy had wiped off his dick off with it!
I walked up behind her, and I put my arms around her. I noticed that there was a lot of redness around her wrists and ankles. "I love you, Honey!" I whispered into her ear. She turned and she came into my arms, and I held her for several seconds before she pulled away from me.
"Come on, breakfast is getting cold. We have to eat." She said softly. We ate breakfast in silence and she never looked at me. I wanted to talk about what had happened last night, but she obviously wasn't ready yet!
Even though my darling wife wouldn't look at me, I looked at her. I had slept like a baby last night, completely exhausted from the most intense sexual encounter of my life, but my poor wife looked as if she hadn't slept at all. Her swollen eyes looked like she may have cried all night.
After breakfast, we went about our normal Sunday morning chores. I wrote out the bills and I did some odds and ends around the house while my wife did the laundry. As usual, when the laundry came out I went upstairs to help her fold it.
My wife spread the washed laundry out on the bed to be folded. On the bed, on our bed, the bed where "IT" had happened! The bed where only hours before I had watched my best friend brutally **** my loving wife!
My wife must have been thinking the same thing that I was. She blushed as she looked over at me. She was remembering the view that I had of her the last time that I saw her on our bed. She was tied naked, spread eagled on the bed with Randy's cum leaking out of her swollen and abused pussy!
"Honey, please," She said so softly that I could barely hear her. "I want you to make love to me."
It was so unusual for my wife to initiate sex in the daytime. Once in a while, she would take the lead at night when we were already in bed, but she had never asked for sex during the daytime before!
"What about the laundry?" I asked stupidly. I realized how stupid I sounded as soon as the words were out of my mouth!
"I don't care about the laundry." She whispered. "I just want to feel you inside of me."
Sometimes, I'm a little slow. It finally dawned on me that my poor wife had been fucked long and hard by my best friend last night, and then I had made love to her. Randy and I had both had incredible orgasms as a result, but my poor wife had been left totally unsatisfied. After hours of very intense sex, she still hadn't cum. My poor wife needed to cum!
I scooped up the laundry from the bed and I tossed it back towards the laundry basket. Some of it made it, and some of it didn't. I didn't care. I took my beautiful wife into my arms and I kissed her deeply. I could feel her love in that kiss and I know that she could feel mine!
I reached down and I grasped the hem of her old flannel nightgown and I pulled it up over her head and off of her. She wasn't wearing anything underneath of it. I held my naked wife in my arms! I whispered, "I love you, Honey." as I laid her down on our bed.
My wife watched me getting undressed. She must have noticed how hard my dick was. It was rock hard and it was standing straight up against my stomach. After all, I was about to get into bed with the sexiest woman in the whole world, my own loving wife!
I went to the foot of the bed. My wife groaned a little and she begged me to come to bed. She knew that I wanted to see her just the way that Randy had seen her last night. "In just a minute, Honey." I whispered.
I reached down and grasped my wife's ankles and I tried to pull her legs apart. At first she resisted, then I felt her legs relax and she let me spread her legs wide open. I stared down at my wife's pussy, and then up into her eyes. We both knew that Randy had this same view of her last night!
"God, I love you, Sweatheart!" I managed to say, as I looked back down at her bald pussy and remembered watching my best friend shaving it!
"I know." My wife answered softly. "Please come to bed, Honey."
I slid into bed beside my naked wife, in the same spot that Randy had been in only hours before! I held my loving wife in my arms and I kissed her deeply. I can't even begin to describe how I felt. There was an intensity in that kiss that I can't even begin to describe.
There was real love in that kiss. A totally committed love on the part of both people. Our marriage was finally secure. The problems that we'd had were all behind us now. I knew that my wife loved me completely, and that she would do anything for me. She had proven that last night!
I felt up my wife's breasts for several seconds, but I was very impatient. I wanted to feel up her bald pussy. The pussy that I had watched my best friend fill full of his cum last night!
She moaned softly as my fingers grazed her bald cunt. I tried to slow down but I just couldn't! Seconds later, my finger parted her bald cunt lips and entered her naked vagina. I heard her gasp as my finger entered her! She needed this so badly!
My wife took my face into her hands and she forced me to look right into her eyes as I fingered her bald cunt. "That's yours, Honey." She moaned. "That pussy belongs to you, no one else!"
I couldn't take any more of this! I wanted it to last, but I was too damn horny. I mounted my darling wife! My rock hard cock slowly sank into her sopping wet cunt hole.
Last night, Randy had stretched my precious wife out so much that I could barely feel her pussy around my cock, but a woman's vagina is an amazing thing. My wife's cunt hole was as tight as it usually was now! I almost came right there!
My wife did! She groaned loudly as I entered her vagina and she pulled me even tighter into her. We kissed deeply as her first orgasm rolled over her! "Oh God, Honey" She moaned. "I love you so much!"
I just held my cock inside of her pussy and she never stopped fucking me! It felt so different, so different than we had ever had sex before. My wife was rotating her naked hips! She was fucking me the way that Randy had taught her too! She was fucking me the way that she had fucked Randy!
She was so hot that she was almost out of control. She had cum once, but she needed to cum again. I wanted to come inside of her, but I held back. I wanted her to reach a second climax. I wanted her to cum again!
"Ohhhhh, God!" She moaned. My wife grabbed my naked ass and she pulled me deeper into her. Her fingernails were digging into the cheeks of my naked ass. She was ready. My wife was ready to cum again!
"Yeesssss! Oh God, Yeesssss, Randy!" My wife groaned as her second climax swept over her! I lost it too, and I came deep inside of her! As I came, I realized that my wife had just called me Randy while we were making love!
I started to pull out of my wife, but she held me by my hips and she pulled me tightly inside of her. "Please, Honey," She said. "I just want you to lay there inside of me for a few minutes."
After several minutes, she let me pull out of her and I laid there on the bed beside her, slowly stroking her naked body. Finally, my wife blushed slightly and said, "Honey I know that I called you Randy and ...."
"Shhhhh," I whispered to her. "It's alright, Sweetheart. I understand!"
I didn't care what she called me, we had just had some of the best sex of our entire marriage, and I knew that my wife loved me. She certainly didn't love Randy and I certainly wasn't jealous of Randy. He would never be able to make love to my wife. He could **** her. He could have sex with her. But he could never make love to her!
The rest of that week was fantastic. We made love every night like newly weds. It was like being on a honeymoon where your whole life seems to revolve around the bedroom. It was great!
I know that in bed, we had both thought about the evening that Randy had spent with us, but that only added to our enjoyment. The sex was great and we were the ones that were enjoying it, not Randy!
Randy called about midweek and he asked about getting together again that weekend, but I told him that I thought that it was too soon. I told him that we should give her this week off and see about setting something up for the next weekend. Randy was a little bit disappointed, but he agreed.
I never mentioned Randy's call to my wife and we didn't discussed when he would come back over again. I'm sure that my dear wife knew that Randy was going to come back to see her again, but she didn't know when.
Towards the end of the week, I noticed that I could feel the new growth of hair on my loving wife's recently shaven vagina. It wasn't much yet, but I really like a woman to look natural, and I was looking forward to my wife's vagina returning to the full, lush jungle that I was used too!
Friday night, my wife seemed very nervous. We stayed home together and we just watched a movie on TV, but she jumped every time I moved, or even if the phone rang! At first, I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Why was she so nervous? Then I realized what was on her mind. She was expecting Randy. She thought that Randy was going to come back for her tonight!
I got a surprise when we went to bed together that night. During our foreplay, I caressed my wife's vagina. The stubble of new hair that was there last night was gone. My loving wife was freshly shaved!
I kissed my wife while I played with her bald pussy lips. "Sweetheart," I whispered to her. "Did you shave your pussy tonight."
"Yes, Honey," She answered softly.
I heard my wife moan softly as I pushed my middle finger into her wet vagina. "Why did you do that, Baby?" I asked her. "Why did you shave you pussy? You know I like you to look natural"
My wife hesitated for a few seconds, but she finally admitted why she had done it. "Oh God, Honey," She whispered. "I thought that Randy might come over tonight. I promised .... he made me promise that I would keep myself shaved for him!"
I kissed my wife deeply and I slowly stroked her naked body. "Was that wrong, Honey?" She whispered to me. "Shouldn't I have kept my promise to Randy?"
"Of course, Honey." I answered. "You should keep all of your promises."
My wife relaxed in my arms, secure in the knowledge that I wasn't upset that she had shaved her pussy to please my friend, but I was remembering another one of her promises. The promise that she had made to give her virgin bottom to Jimbo. Did she intend to keep that promise also?
Would she really let Jimbo violate her virgin bottom? Did Randy really have that much control over my precious wife? I tossed and turned all night trying to envision it. Oh my God, what was Randy going to do? How would he use the power that he suddenly seemed to have over my loving wife!
I showered and dressed quickly, and I went into the kitchen where my wife was just finishing preparing breakfast. "Good morning, Sweetheart." I said, trying to sound as cheerful as I could.
"Good morning, Honey." She answered. "I was just getting ready to call you for breakfast." She was facing the kitchen counter and she didn't even look at me as I came into the room. She was wearing her old flannel nightgown, and I remembered that she couldn't wear her pretty white nightgown because it was dirty, Randy had wiped off his dick off with it!
I walked up behind her, and I put my arms around her. I noticed that there was a lot of redness around her wrists and ankles. "I love you, Honey!" I whispered into her ear. She turned and she came into my arms, and I held her for several seconds before she pulled away from me.
"Come on, breakfast is getting cold. We have to eat." She said softly. We ate breakfast in silence and she never looked at me. I wanted to talk about what had happened last night, but she obviously wasn't ready yet!
Even though my darling wife wouldn't look at me, I looked at her. I had slept like a baby last night, completely exhausted from the most intense sexual encounter of my life, but my poor wife looked as if she hadn't slept at all. Her swollen eyes looked like she may have cried all night.
After breakfast, we went about our normal Sunday morning chores. I wrote out the bills and I did some odds and ends around the house while my wife did the laundry. As usual, when the laundry came out I went upstairs to help her fold it.
My wife spread the washed laundry out on the bed to be folded. On the bed, on our bed, the bed where "IT" had happened! The bed where only hours before I had watched my best friend brutally **** my loving wife!
My wife must have been thinking the same thing that I was. She blushed as she looked over at me. She was remembering the view that I had of her the last time that I saw her on our bed. She was tied naked, spread eagled on the bed with Randy's cum leaking out of her swollen and abused pussy!
"Honey, please," She said so softly that I could barely hear her. "I want you to make love to me."
It was so unusual for my wife to initiate sex in the daytime. Once in a while, she would take the lead at night when we were already in bed, but she had never asked for sex during the daytime before!
"What about the laundry?" I asked stupidly. I realized how stupid I sounded as soon as the words were out of my mouth!
"I don't care about the laundry." She whispered. "I just want to feel you inside of me."
Sometimes, I'm a little slow. It finally dawned on me that my poor wife had been fucked long and hard by my best friend last night, and then I had made love to her. Randy and I had both had incredible orgasms as a result, but my poor wife had been left totally unsatisfied. After hours of very intense sex, she still hadn't cum. My poor wife needed to cum!
I scooped up the laundry from the bed and I tossed it back towards the laundry basket. Some of it made it, and some of it didn't. I didn't care. I took my beautiful wife into my arms and I kissed her deeply. I could feel her love in that kiss and I know that she could feel mine!
I reached down and I grasped the hem of her old flannel nightgown and I pulled it up over her head and off of her. She wasn't wearing anything underneath of it. I held my naked wife in my arms! I whispered, "I love you, Honey." as I laid her down on our bed.
My wife watched me getting undressed. She must have noticed how hard my dick was. It was rock hard and it was standing straight up against my stomach. After all, I was about to get into bed with the sexiest woman in the whole world, my own loving wife!
I went to the foot of the bed. My wife groaned a little and she begged me to come to bed. She knew that I wanted to see her just the way that Randy had seen her last night. "In just a minute, Honey." I whispered.
I reached down and grasped my wife's ankles and I tried to pull her legs apart. At first she resisted, then I felt her legs relax and she let me spread her legs wide open. I stared down at my wife's pussy, and then up into her eyes. We both knew that Randy had this same view of her last night!
"God, I love you, Sweatheart!" I managed to say, as I looked back down at her bald pussy and remembered watching my best friend shaving it!
"I know." My wife answered softly. "Please come to bed, Honey."
I slid into bed beside my naked wife, in the same spot that Randy had been in only hours before! I held my loving wife in my arms and I kissed her deeply. I can't even begin to describe how I felt. There was an intensity in that kiss that I can't even begin to describe.
There was real love in that kiss. A totally committed love on the part of both people. Our marriage was finally secure. The problems that we'd had were all behind us now. I knew that my wife loved me completely, and that she would do anything for me. She had proven that last night!
I felt up my wife's breasts for several seconds, but I was very impatient. I wanted to feel up her bald pussy. The pussy that I had watched my best friend fill full of his cum last night!
She moaned softly as my fingers grazed her bald cunt. I tried to slow down but I just couldn't! Seconds later, my finger parted her bald cunt lips and entered her naked vagina. I heard her gasp as my finger entered her! She needed this so badly!
My wife took my face into her hands and she forced me to look right into her eyes as I fingered her bald cunt. "That's yours, Honey." She moaned. "That pussy belongs to you, no one else!"
I couldn't take any more of this! I wanted it to last, but I was too damn horny. I mounted my darling wife! My rock hard cock slowly sank into her sopping wet cunt hole.
Last night, Randy had stretched my precious wife out so much that I could barely feel her pussy around my cock, but a woman's vagina is an amazing thing. My wife's cunt hole was as tight as it usually was now! I almost came right there!
My wife did! She groaned loudly as I entered her vagina and she pulled me even tighter into her. We kissed deeply as her first orgasm rolled over her! "Oh God, Honey" She moaned. "I love you so much!"
I just held my cock inside of her pussy and she never stopped fucking me! It felt so different, so different than we had ever had sex before. My wife was rotating her naked hips! She was fucking me the way that Randy had taught her too! She was fucking me the way that she had fucked Randy!
She was so hot that she was almost out of control. She had cum once, but she needed to cum again. I wanted to come inside of her, but I held back. I wanted her to reach a second climax. I wanted her to cum again!
"Ohhhhh, God!" She moaned. My wife grabbed my naked ass and she pulled me deeper into her. Her fingernails were digging into the cheeks of my naked ass. She was ready. My wife was ready to cum again!
"Yeesssss! Oh God, Yeesssss, Randy!" My wife groaned as her second climax swept over her! I lost it too, and I came deep inside of her! As I came, I realized that my wife had just called me Randy while we were making love!
I started to pull out of my wife, but she held me by my hips and she pulled me tightly inside of her. "Please, Honey," She said. "I just want you to lay there inside of me for a few minutes."
After several minutes, she let me pull out of her and I laid there on the bed beside her, slowly stroking her naked body. Finally, my wife blushed slightly and said, "Honey I know that I called you Randy and ...."
"Shhhhh," I whispered to her. "It's alright, Sweetheart. I understand!"
I didn't care what she called me, we had just had some of the best sex of our entire marriage, and I knew that my wife loved me. She certainly didn't love Randy and I certainly wasn't jealous of Randy. He would never be able to make love to my wife. He could **** her. He could have sex with her. But he could never make love to her!
The rest of that week was fantastic. We made love every night like newly weds. It was like being on a honeymoon where your whole life seems to revolve around the bedroom. It was great!
I know that in bed, we had both thought about the evening that Randy had spent with us, but that only added to our enjoyment. The sex was great and we were the ones that were enjoying it, not Randy!
Randy called about midweek and he asked about getting together again that weekend, but I told him that I thought that it was too soon. I told him that we should give her this week off and see about setting something up for the next weekend. Randy was a little bit disappointed, but he agreed.
I never mentioned Randy's call to my wife and we didn't discussed when he would come back over again. I'm sure that my dear wife knew that Randy was going to come back to see her again, but she didn't know when.
Towards the end of the week, I noticed that I could feel the new growth of hair on my loving wife's recently shaven vagina. It wasn't much yet, but I really like a woman to look natural, and I was looking forward to my wife's vagina returning to the full, lush jungle that I was used too!
Friday night, my wife seemed very nervous. We stayed home together and we just watched a movie on TV, but she jumped every time I moved, or even if the phone rang! At first, I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Why was she so nervous? Then I realized what was on her mind. She was expecting Randy. She thought that Randy was going to come back for her tonight!
I got a surprise when we went to bed together that night. During our foreplay, I caressed my wife's vagina. The stubble of new hair that was there last night was gone. My loving wife was freshly shaved!
I kissed my wife while I played with her bald pussy lips. "Sweetheart," I whispered to her. "Did you shave your pussy tonight."
"Yes, Honey," She answered softly.
I heard my wife moan softly as I pushed my middle finger into her wet vagina. "Why did you do that, Baby?" I asked her. "Why did you shave you pussy? You know I like you to look natural"
My wife hesitated for a few seconds, but she finally admitted why she had done it. "Oh God, Honey," She whispered. "I thought that Randy might come over tonight. I promised .... he made me promise that I would keep myself shaved for him!"
I kissed my wife deeply and I slowly stroked her naked body. "Was that wrong, Honey?" She whispered to me. "Shouldn't I have kept my promise to Randy?"
"Of course, Honey." I answered. "You should keep all of your promises."
My wife relaxed in my arms, secure in the knowledge that I wasn't upset that she had shaved her pussy to please my friend, but I was remembering another one of her promises. The promise that she had made to give her virgin bottom to Jimbo. Did she intend to keep that promise also?
Would she really let Jimbo violate her virgin bottom? Did Randy really have that much control over my precious wife? I tossed and turned all night trying to envision it. Oh my God, what was Randy going to do? How would he use the power that he suddenly seemed to have over my loving wife!
