Masuk"Come on, show me what you bought?" he begged when she got home but his request fell on deaf ears.Jack really wanted to see what she had but she told him he would have to wait. She instead went and showered then did her hair while Jack worked in the kitchen making a light dinner. Melissa was experiencing a combination of nervousness and excited anticipation. She wondered if the evening could turn out to be even more exciting than her first time at Marc's. She closed her eyes for a moment remembering the hot tub, how turned on the men were and how Jenn was their co-conspirator. She licked her lips at the thought of maybe tasting her pussy again. She thought about the morning after in the kitchen too. She hadn't really wanted to have sex but did anyway and loved it.She joined Jack for dinner, it was pretty quiet as they both stayed away from talking about the party. There was already enough nervousness in the air without building more. After they were done they went their separate way
Jack wanted to call her out on her bullshit because it was a flat out lie but he decided he better not. It wasn't an argument they needed to have and he was quite sure she knew he thought her answer was garbage. When they got home they went into the bedroom to change into their typical lounging attire. Melissa slipped off her top and shorts, she was stretching her arms above her head when Jack pushed her long blonde hair out of the way and began to kiss her neck from behind and fondle her breasts through her bra. She smiled and moaned softly as he slipped his hand down between her legs. Jack found her panties to be damp, just as he had suspected. All that sexual talk and seeing Marc again got her pussy juices flowing. He pushed the soft satin fabric into her pussy with his middle finger and she almost melted in his hands. Melissa knew her husband suspected her craving to be fucked again by Marc and whoever else he decided should have a turn but she had a difficult time admitting it to
They all settled in and ordered some drinks. As the foursome made small talk, Jack kept imagining Marc fucking his wife's mouth, pussy, and ass multiple times. It was a strange feeling for Jack to finally meet him after all these weeks. Now he could really picture what it was like. Marc oozed charm and confidence bordering on arrogance. He was a true alpha male and did not care what Jack thought of him. Jack actually was envious of that fact. What Jack found almost as interesting was Jenn's desire to hang on every word Marc said; she was totally infatuated with him. There was also something else Jack spotted during the conversation, it was the eye contact that Marc kept making with Melissa. If he were to guess, Marc was fucking her in his mind with his stare. Melissa was seemingly embarrassed to look directly at him for any length of time proving Jack was right. Jack wondered what was going through his wife's mind, seeing one of the men who had fucked her several times chatting with h
Jack and Melissa had plenty of discussions about her date night with Marc, Frank, and Jenn over the ensuing days and even weeks. Melissa struggled to understand Jack's fixation, almost obsessive fixation, on the intimate details of her night being used as a sexual toy. How many times could she tell him about what happened with the two men she had only met that evening? What Melissa didn't realize was that each time she told the story, she recalled more details which only drove her husband to obsess even more. Jack's questions had grown very explicit, he wanted to know how she felt the first time taking another man's dick in her mouth, how it was different, and how it tasted. Jack was consumed with knowing every perceived difference between Marc and Frank and which dick she liked better. He wanted to hear her talk about them in the most sexually explicit way possible and eventually, Melissa did admit to Jack that she liked Marc's better. It was longer than Frank's thick cock but she di
Alone, at last, Jack looked stoically at his wife. Melissa was hoping that he would finally show some signs of jealousy but the obvious erection in his pants told a different story. Jack didn't say a word but simply looked at his wife, scanning her body from head to toe and back again. Her dress was wrinkled, her makeup was washed off, her hair mussed and had that just fucked look about her. He even got to meet one of the men that fucked his wife. It would later help him to imagine what his wife had done with him.He broke his silence with a one-word question, "Well?""Well what," Melissa responded.Jack grinned mischievously and responded, "Well, aren't you going to tell me all about last night? I've been dying to know what happened. I want to know every last detail too."Melissa approached her husband. He looked at her inquisitively as she took his hand and guided it up under her dress. He got a huge grin on his face when his fingers touched her damp panties. He pushed her thong asi
It was clear Melissa wasn't comfortable talking too much about this subject in front of two strangers and Jack's cousin. Melissa, got up from the table to get more coffee and Jenn playfully tugged at the towel and yanked it off. Melissa looked shocked and tried to cover herself with her arms at first but then realized those efforts were futile.Jenn told her, "Geez Melissa, we've all seen each other naked up close and gotten very personal. There's no reason to be shy now."Melissa was a little uncomfortable mostly because she was now sober but Jenn was right, she had nothing to hide now that she has sucked both Frank and Marc's dicks, let them fuck her, and let them use her ass. Hell, she and Jenn even had sex.As the group sat around finishing breakfast and enjoying their coffee, Melissa began talking about the need to get home. She then felt Frank's hand on her leg again and it appeared Marc was doing the same to Jenn.Marc then said, "What's your hurry? There's still time for a lit
"I wouldn't fret too much. Just keep near him and he'll hold you out of trouble, I'm sure." Calliope blinked as the woman laid a hand on her shoulder. "Now, go back to him with one last request that he join us. Yes?"Calliope gave a half bow and bid the Lady a pleasant evening. She wasn't sure she
She watched his face, fascinated by the almost pained expression there. He'd stop her if she hurt him, wouldn't he? His eyes opened into hers. They were dark again, and full of fiery energy. It was a different sort of darkness, and she belatedly recognized it as lust, though not before the gaze had
"Remove your hand at once." She hissed in her most imperious voice, and reclaimed her hand with her most scathing glare, snatching her arm away with a jerk. He released her and gave her a sinister look."Awfully proud for a slave girl." He sneered. "Someone needs to teach you some respect for your
"I trust you weren't impolite?" Her stomach flip flopped a little. It was maddening how unsettled he made her feel. She wasn't used to being phased all the time. She wasn't used to being phased at all. As casually as she could she reached in front of him and stole his cup."I didn't strike him. I t







