Before I met Jean, she attended CSU (Columbus State University) and lived in a dorm. Jean had a roommate named Elizabeth, and she and Elizabeth quickly became the closest of friends.
As you can tell by reading these, the life of Jean and I has transformed a lot. Or as I labeled it in the past, our other, secret life has. Before we had a very conservative life. It wasn't bad, as a matter of fact, all in all, it was, and is, a good life. I loved my wife with all my heart. I have a baby boy who I am very proud of, and am close with both of our families. We have a nice house, and a good social life with friends who we enjoy spending time with. Where life was good though, it was a bit boring. Jean is Asian, and is a knockout in the looks department. As I have said before, I would be the first to admit that I married way out of my league. The problem that started us on this journey though was that we had come to a point, after the birth of our child, where although I loved seeing Jean come out of the shower or getting dressed, giving me the occasional views of her shaved pussy and gorgeous body, that was all the excitement that was being experienced. If you read the first story about our first time, then you already know about how our sex life was almost non-existent and also how everything turned around after joining a group of friends and our experience with them.
On the surface, we are still a very conservative couple. Other than five couples who we are good friends with, nobody else has any idea of what we do when we get away from our hometown, or some of the things that those friends, and we get up to when we hang out. I guess it might be more accurate to say that it is not just that our lives have changed, but rather that Jean and myself have changed these last few months. I had not considered how much Jean in particular had changed until the event that I am going to tell you about now.
There are three things that should be understood before I tell this particular account. First of all, as you know if you have read the other stories, I am not only the man who took Jean's virginity, until recently, I was also the only man who had ever had sex with my wife. The only other man who had fucked my wife, was one of five friends at the party I wrote about, and neither of us had any idea of who it might have been. If you are into quantum philosophy, it's almost the sexual version of Schrodinger's cat. Every time we hang out with any of the five couples, the husband is simultaneously the only other man who has ever had sex with Jean and a man who has never fucked her at all. I've got to admit that it is rather an exciting state for both Jean and I each time we are with any of the five friends.
The second thing to be understood is how we got close to this particular couple. Before I met Jean, she attended CSU (Columbus State University) and lived in a dorm. Jean had a roommate named Elizabeth, and she and Elizabeth quickly became the closest of friends. Shortly after Jean graduated, I met her and we got married shortly after. Elizabeth and Jean remained very close friends after our marriage, so the two of us would travel back down to Columbus Ga fairly frequently to visit Elizabeth who had married her boyfriend whose name was Carter. Carter and I became pretty close friends due to this situation.
The third thing that is to be explained is this. Jean and Elizabeth can barely tolerate each other now. I don't remember what the argument was about, but after years of being best friends, Jean and Elizabeth got into a huge argument one day and didn't talk to each other at all for a couple months afterward. Carter and I both encouraged them to bury the hatchet and they claimed that they are back to being friends again, but in reality, every time we get together, once we get home, Jean talks about how everything Elizabeth says drives her up the wall. I know from talking with Carter that he gets to hear basically the same type of thing from Elizabeth regarding Jean.
Carter drives a truck for a living. He pulls freight locally and sometimes comes through where we live. When he does, if it is around supper time, he will often park and I'll go pick him up and bring him home for supper. A few times he has run out of hours, and we have had him over to spend the night in our guest room. Any time he is around, it is very obvious that he has, how shall we say, "great admiration" for Jean. Simply put, he can't keep his eyes off of her, and he doesn't try to hide that fact. Jean likes him all right, and thinks he's a nice guy, but has never really been all that attracted to him. She does get a kick out of how he looks at her though.
One thing about Carter though, is that anytime he and Elizabeth have any problems, he tends to talk to Jean and myself about it. Over the years, Elizabeth and his relationship has been a rollercoaster ride. They seem to either be way up high where things are the greatest ever, or rock bottom and wondering how they're going to make it. One day, Carter had come over to eat supper with us, and as usual started telling Jean and I about the latest with Elizabeth. Evidently, they had fought and she was withholding sex from him for a time.
Jean and I both did the friend thing, and told him how terrible and unfair it was, and about an hour later he said that he better get started or he wouldn't make it home before running out of hours. He got up, gave Jean a big hug then rather than just letting her go, with his arm around her, he turned to me and jokingly asked if I would trade wives with him. I told him I understood where he was coming from, but that I knew what I had and wasn't quite ready to let her go yet. He laughed and said that if things were reversed, he would be the same way. I told Jean that I would be right back and Carter and I got in the car and I took him back to his truck.
When I got home, Jean had already cleaned up the kitchen and my son was asleep so we went on to bed. As we cuddled Jean told me that she had been thinking about something, and in consideration of our recent activities, she wanted to ask me what I would think about it. I told her ok. Jean sat up and faced me and asked me what I would think about her having sex with Carter. I told her, I didn't know. I had never actually considered it since she had told me that she didn't really find him all that attractive. I asked her was this something that she was wanting to do? She said that she didn't know, but that it was just something she had thought of that night when Carter was complaining about the lack of sex, and had thought it might be something that would be exciting.
I asked Jean if she had changed her mind about Carter's attractiveness and she said "not really." I told her that it didn't bother me, I was just curious why she would want to have sex with him instead of somebody else that she might find hotter. Jean was quiet for a moment, then she asked if I could promise not to think bad of her if she told me something. I pulled her to me, and kissed her on the forehead. Then I told her that I loved her, and that there was nothing she could say that would make me think badly of her. Jean said that she knew this would sound really bad, but she kind of wanted to have sex with Carter because she couldn't stand Elizabeth, and it would just make her day when we got together and Elizabeth was saying things that would drive Jean crazy, to remember that Carter had fucked her, and that while he was sitting next to Elizabeth, he was probably remembering how it felt having his dick inside Jean.
She had said all of this without making eye contact, but as she finished, she looked me in the eye and asked "what do you think of me now?" I smiled and told her that it was definitely a reason that I had never heard of someone having sex for until then, but I didn't think bad of her. I told her that it was up to her. I did want to know that if we did this, would I be there to witness it, or was she talking about meeting him somewhere. Jean said that she was thinking more along the lines of doing it sometime when he stayed at our house, and with me being there. I asked her if this was something she wanted me to arrange, or just wait and see what happened on it's own. She said that she definitely wanted it to be arranged. So I agreed to talk with Carter about it soon and see what he thought.
Jean asked me if I thought Carter would want to do something like this. I asked her if she was kidding. "Of course he will want to." I told her. "There's really no doubt in that." Jean told me to make sure he understood that this was a one time thing, and to not tell him why she was wanting to do it. I told her that I wasn't planning to tell him that anyway. Jean said, "yeah, because if you tell him that, he wouldn't want to do it then." I told her, "no, he'd still want to," but that I wouldn't tell him.
The next day, I gave Carter a call during the time that I knew he would be out on the truck. I told him about mine and Jean's conversation the night before. I explained it from the angle of Jean feeling sorry for him due to Elizabeth not putting out. Carter asked me if I was serious. I told him I was, but that where Jean was willing to have sex with him, it would only be this one time. Carter told me that this was one of his fantasies. He had always wanted to fuck my wife one time just to see what it was like. He went on to talk about how hot Jean was and all that, I told him that I understood. Then I told him to let us know when he was coming through and that maybe he could tell Elizabeth that he had ran out of hours and was spending the night at our house. That way, since he occasionally did that anyway, even if she tracked his phone, it wouldn't cause any suspicion. Carter was excited and agreed immediately. He said that he thought he could probably arrange a load through here the next week.
The next day was the beginning of the weekend, so Jean and I took our son and spent the day with her parents. I didn't hear from Carter until two days later on Monday. He called to tell me that he had gotten a load for the following day going to Atlanta, Chattanooga, and then to Birmingham before heading home. He would have no problem making it home, but he said that he would tell Elizabeth that a couple of the stops took to long and that he was having to stop in Five Points because he was out of hours. I told him that it sounded good to me, and that I would see him the next day. I got off the phone and called Jean to tell her what Carter had said. She just said "ok," and I wondered if she was having second thoughts about it.
That afternoon I got home and could tell immediately that Jean wasn't having any second thoughts. It was obvious that she was excited and turned on. Jean met me almost as soon as I walked into the house wearing my favorite lingerie. It was the set that she had bought before we went to David's house made out of the white see through mesh with lace trim. You could already see a damp spot in the crotch of it, making it even easier to see her shaved pussy through the fabric. I immediately picked her up and kissed her. As I felt her tongue push at my lips, I opened my mouth and sucked her tongue in playing with it and biting softly at her lower lip. I asked her where our son was. She told me that he was in his room, taking a nap. I carried her over to our couch, and laid her down. Then I started removing her lingerie as I continued to kiss her.
Once I had her bare, I started unbuckling my belt and Jean reached up to unzip my pants and help me remove them as well as my underwear. I was looking at her delicious pussy and ready to get a taste, but she beat me to the punch, and grabbed my hips, pulling my groin towards her mouth, and sucked my dick all the way in. It felt like heaven, and as she continued I reached down and started playing with her vagina. Jean let out a groan as I inserted one, two, then three fingers into her. I was very hard by this point and she suddenly stopped and told me that she needed me to fuck her. I happily obliged.
That night, we talked about our plans for the next day. Jean stayed so excited that we ended up having sex two more times before we finally went to sleep. We slept in each other's arms, and I got up early to leave for work planning to come home a little early to help get things ready. Later that morning, Carter called and asked if we were still on for that night. I told him that we were, and that if he had changed his mind, I didn't think Jean would have ever forgiven him. He laughed and said that there was no worry about that. He told me that he should be arriving in Five Points around four that afternoon, and I told him that I would see him then.
I got home by three that afternoon from work and sure enough, just before four, Carter called and told me that he was pulling in. I told him that I would be right there, and let Jean know that I was going to pick Carter up. She said "ok" and smiled real big at me. I pulled in about ten minutes later and Carter hurried from his truck over to the car. As we drove back to my house, I asked him how everything was going and he said that it was great. I asked if anything had changed with Elizabeth. He said that actually it had. They had gone off for the weekend and everything was great. She was making up for lost time providing sex and he was loving it, but then he told me not to tell Jean because he really wanted to experience her at least once. I didn't tell him that it wouldn't have made any difference, I just assured him that I wouldn't say anything.
When we got to the house, we walked in and could smell the supper that Jean had cooked. She greeted us at the door and first gave me a hug, then turned and hugged Carter. I noticed as Carter hugged my wife, that he cupped her ass, and pulled her close. Jean just laughed and playfully slapped him on his chest. We went in, and ate supper then we sat around and talked for a short time while Jean fed our son and put him to sleep. Once our son was in bed, Jean went into the bedroom for a few minutes and then called us in. Carter and I both got up and walked to the bedroom to find Jean reclining on the bed wearing only a skimpy set of black lingerie.
Carter kind of looked over at me, and I smiled and told him that Jean was all his tonight, but did he mind if I watched. He said that he didn't mind, so I went over, and sat down on a chair we keep in our room. Jean stood up and Carter stepped over to her. He reached around and grasped her ass, pulling her close to him. Jean stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him, but he was too tall and he bent down to eagerly devour her lips. Carter picked Jean up into his arms and held her ass in one hand while his other hand came around to her front and reached inside her bra, playing with her breast.
As he pulled his lips away from her kiss, he pulled her bra aside and bent his head down, licking her nipple, and then pulling it into his mouth. Jean's back arched as he sucked on her nipple and then opened his mouth wider, sucking a large portion of her small breast into his mouth. Carter held Jean off the floor continuing to lick and suck her breast as he used one hand to open his belt and pants, kicking them off to the side. He then laid Jean down onto her back and reached with both hands to remove her panties. From the angle where I was sitting, I could see the glorious sight of my wife's bald pussy. Carter just paused for a few seconds and admired it. Then he reached underneath my wife and unhooked her bra, then pulled it to the front, removing it.
Jean laid back with her legs spread wide letting Carter soak in the sight of her. After a minute of just looking at my wife's naked body, Carter bent down and ran his tongue all along the length of my wife's pussy. He hardened his tongue and thrust it like a small dick into her vagina. Jean moaned softly. Carter started thrusting his tongue in and out of her pausing occasionally while inside her to thrash his tongue around like he was stirring something up inside her. Then he pulled out and ran his tongue along the inner lips of her vagina before flicking his tongue quickly back and forth on her clit. Jean grabbed the back of his head and kept trying to pull him even closer.
I was getting so hard that it was unbelievable. I had seen one other man doing something like this to my wife before but not from this angle and not from this close up. The other time I had used my imagination to picture what it looked like, this time I was getting to see it close up and personal.
Carter lifted Jean up and put her further up on the bed, then he climbed up beside her laying down with his head between her legs and his groin next to her face. As he continued to eat my wife's pussy, Jean grasped his hard dick and took him into her mouth. She continued to moan as she pumped her head back and forth sucking his dick. Meantime Carter was also making sounds of pleasure while he continued licking and penetrating my wife's most private parts. As he locked his mouth over her pussy, he grasped her ass and spread her cheeks and pushed his pinky into her butt hole. Jean opened her mouth and gasped as his dick fell out of her mouth, then she started to vibrate. I could tell that she was having a huge orgasm as she started making these little mewing sounds.
Carter pushed himself off the bed and reached under Jean's hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs and pushed her knees back towards her own shoulders, and for the first time ever, I watched as another man's dick, wet with Jean's saliva, pushed slowly into my wife's pussy. Once he was all the way in, Carter paused and let out a load groan, saying to my wife, "you are so tight." Then he slowly started to pull out until just the tip of his penis was still inside her, then he thrust himself back in until Jean's pelvis and his slapped together.
Jean pulled at his shoulders until he bent down and French kissed her as he continued to pump in and out of her. I was getting so turned on by this time that I couldn't hardly stand it. I was ready for Carter to finish so that I could replace him and spill my seed inside my wife, but Carter didn't seem to be getting done anytime soon. I continued to watch his dick sliding in and out of my wife as she continued to moan. Finally after what seemed like forever, Carter slammed himself all the way to the base inside my wife and groaned as he poured his sperm deep inside her womb. Once again, I could only imagine the size of the load he was emptying into her because it seemed to take forever before he stopped spasming against her.
Carter bent down, still inside my wife, and kissed her once more on the lips, then bent down further and took her nipple into his mouth. Finally, he pulled out of her allowing her pussy to release a fountain of cum flowing down her butt crack. I couldn't help myself. As soon as Carter stepped away from my wife, I stepped forward and thrust myself into Jean. It was extremely slick inside of her, and she was very loose, but still, I barely made it thirty seconds before I added my seed to Carter's.
We had planned to let Carter sleep in the guest room once it was all over, but Jean asked me if I would mind her spending the rest of the night with Carter since this was a one time thing. I agreed and went to the guest room myself to get some sleep. I confess though that I didn't sleep much. From the sounds that were coming from my room, I knew that Carter and my wife had sex several more times that night. In the morning, Carter was having to leave early so I got up and took him to his truck. He thanked me profusely all the way there and told me that Jean was the best fuck he had ever had. I of course had to agree with him. He asked me if there were any hard feelings at all. I told him no. I told him that I had known all along that it would turn me on to watch him with my wife, but that I was unprepared for just how much it turned me on.
As he got out of my car, Carter thanked me once again, and I told him that he was welcome. I went back home and found Jean still asleep in the bed. I climbed in next to her and she mumbled in her sleep as she pressed her still naked body against me. I kissed her face gently and ran my hands over her breast, then I slowly moved my hand down her stomach and further until it rested between her legs. I could feel Carter's sperm still leaking out of her pussy. I stuck a finger inside Jean's snatch and she slowly opened her eyes. She kissed me softly on my lips and thanked me for the night before.
I asked her if she had enjoyed it as much as it seemed. She said that she had enjoyed it even more than she had thought she would. Evidently, Carter was very good in bed according to Jean. She still said though that the best thing was going to be that she knew when we got together, Carter was going to be remembering having sex with her while he was sitting next to Elizabeth. I told Jean that Elizabeth had started putting out again. Jean laughed and said that just made it sweeter knowing that even with Carter getting his needs met at home, he still chose to come and enjoy her for the night.
Since then, we have met Carter and Elizabeth several time. Elizabeth still get's irritated at my wife and still says the same kind of things that used to drive Jean up the wall. I've noticed though that Jean doesn't seem to mind as much anymore. When Elizabeth says anything that is intended to flip Jean out, Jean just smirks a little bit, and glances at Carter who just gives a little grin back at her.