scooter PIE

Charlie had just showered and dressed at the rural area baseball club after a Sabbatum afternoon round of golf of golf game with his buddies Karl, Duke and Willy. Normally they would tip a few in the club couch after playing eighteen holes but this day was a fiddling different. It was Karl's fortieth natal day and he had just recently separated from his second wife so the guys decided that on this day the 19th yap would be at a landing strip club on the former side of town. Across the racetrack. The red light district. titty City.

Charlie was definitely up for it because he and his wife Alex had been in a rut lately and she had already told him that she was going out with a friend. They were both now over forty themselves and things had been tense between them recently. He thought it sadly ironic that now that their two kidskin were finally out of the nest and off to college and they would finally have the mansion to themselves, is the time when they would be having matrimonial trouble. Their next nuptials anniversary would be their twentieth. Even though they were both still svelte and passementerie and in splendid shape, a freehanded dyad in almost anyone's estimation, he didn't flavor like they would have a lot to celebrate.

Willy drove them all to the club in his car because he wasn't that big a drinker. He'd have a couple light beers and then switch to diet Coke. It took them about a half hour to get there. The club was dark inside with strobe lights flashing and music pounding. The place was only about half-full, so they took a table close to the phase and runway, which the farsighted bar curved around. There was a cunning total darkness missy with a ripple stub grinding inverted on a rod not ten understructure in figurehead of them. Another raw sienna cutie appeared out of thin air at their table and they proceeded to order overpriced drinks.

Charlie was out of his element but Karl and Duke were right in the middle of theirs. They were hooting and hollering in no time and soon were shoving eyeshade into G-strings. The black dancer came to the tabular array and Willy told her it was Karl's natal day. That got her a seat at the board and a big tip and Karl got a mitt job under the table.

The side by side dancer hit the degree to ZZ Top, a petite brunette with vast tits and plenty eye constitution to conk a giraffe. She did her set, shaking her booty and her bosom at top speed and getting quite a rise from the client.

The next girlfriend was a Aythya americana with long legs and six column inch cad. She humped the perch for a while then faced away from them and bent over forward as she took off her sequined skirt, which was about three in long, and then her lash. They watched her asshole open as wide-cut as a silver dollar mark and then close sloshed, and she did this over and over as the guys cheered. Then she turned around to face them and did the Same thing with her twat.

Then a tight fitting Asiatic young woman appeared…evidently the club believed in variety…and she was incredibly lithe and flexible. She contorted herself in various ways, like those freaks in the carnival, fingering herself and sticking a dildo up her ass, and rubbed oil all over her boob and licked it off with her tongue.

All this time the male child were enjoying the ladies, putting away crapulence and throwing away money. After almost three hours they finally realized they had better wrap thing up. The place was filling up and it was getting toward Saturday night. As they were settling up their tab a new miss came to the stage.

She was blonde. Twenty-something, tall and slim athletic consistency, tan, toned arms and branch, and tight defined abs. Her hair was a medium-length bob parted sort of in the middle and wrapped around her aphrodisiacal luxuriously brass. All of her digit and toes were polished red, matching her puffy lip. She used every inch of the small stagecoach and moved with a polish forcible grace. A shiny, guileless net draped her upper body covering her skimpy getup. She tore off the net with her dentition as she sashayed around above them.

Charlie took special notice of this gal. She seemed to be a cut above the others, classier, with more finesse and without the crudeness. But that wasn't all. She seemed to be looking right at him, smiling at him, but hell, he thought, maybe every guy feels that way. He knew her from somewhere, he was sure of it, but he couldn't place her. He could swan she was staring right at him as they walked out of the club.

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Charlie went home in an souse daze. Alex wasn't base yet, which was a serious thing since he was blasted. He washed and flossed and brushed, took four aspirin and got into bed.

He lay in bed thinking about the blonde. The way she moved, the way she looked, the way she smiled at him. He couldn't get her out of his mind. That face, he knew it from somewhere. He knew this girl and he racked his head but he couldn't remember from where.

Alex came home. Charlie said Hi when she entered the bedroom, but didn't say anything else because he didn't want to slur his password. But he was pretty sure she was half-lit too by how loud and clumsy she was as she got ready for bed. By the time she climbed in beside him he was nodding off and thinking about the young blond again.

He slept soundly straight through the Night. When he awoke early in the break of the day his headland was straighten out again. As he stood in strawman of the bathroom mirror brushing his teeth it came to him in a flash. He knew who the offspring blond dancer was.

She was Scooter.

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Her genuine name was Sara. Everyone called her iceboat because when she was a teenager she was often seen riding her motor scooter. She would twit it everywhere, to shoal, to the community pool, to the country nightspot, to her jobs. Charlie, in fact just about any tidy male, would break off in his tracks when Scooter motored by. She'd often speed along wearing just a bikini with her farseeing blond hair trailing in the wind behind her. She was a popular, pretty, acrobatic girlfriend with an exceptional soundbox. As a teenager she was on the swimming and dive squad at the high school and had been a dance student as well.

water scooter used to babysit for Charlie and Alex when their two nipper were young. Her parents, Mel and Nancy, were a few years older than Charlie and Alex and lived a few blocks away. They all knew each other from the country club and Charlie had played golf game with Mel a few times.

Charlie hadn't thought about Scooter for years. The utmost he had heard she had graduated senior high schooling near the top of her socio-economic class and had gone off to college on a scholarship. But that had been six or seven long time ago.

But now he couldn't get the range of a function of her out of his mind. What a beautiful young dame she had become. She was in her mid-twenties now, and her body, oh God. And she recognized him, he knew that now, he wasn't imagining her staring at him or smiling at him as he had left the gild. He only wished he hadn't left right after she'd started and missed her act. He would have to reclaim that.

-- --

Charlie went back to the strip club one evening the following week. The place wasn't that busy so he sat at the bar. He watched a couple fille do their acts. He made small talk with the barman a couple of times but he didn't ask motion about the dancers because he didn't want to seem like a lecher. He did casually say to him, ‘ Hey, I was in here lowest Saturday and there was a cutie up there, a knockout blond with a fishnet wrapped around her'… ‘ Sexy Lexi ’, the mixologist said. ‘ She's off tonight. She'll be here tomorrow nighttime. Comes in at six ’.

Tomorrow night it is, Charlie thought.

-- --

The future day Charlie told his wife he'd be late, he had a meeting after employment. Not a lie, he thought. He wasn't sure why he wanted to go see Sara, or what he expected from her. But matter were weird at home, so what the hell. He already knew she was a hot, sexy fox. He wanted to see her show. See her strip. See her breast and ass.

At a piddling after six he strode into the club. It was early so the lieu was pretty dead. He sat on a fecal matter at the almost-empty bar and the bartender brought him the Sami beer he'd ordered the night before and then disappeared. A inkiness chick was doing a mambo on the stage. Charlie noticed a man and a woman at the far end of the bar who both seemed to be getting into her.

"Hey Sara,"the bartender called back into the dressing room.

"Yeah ?"Sara said. She was sitting on a chair polishing her nails.

"I think you might be getting off to a good jump tonight. There's a guy at the bar who was in here last night asking about you. You want to go next ?"

"What's he look like ?"

"Older, shadow hair, good-looking. You've done worse. He likes the net."

"OK, I'll go next."She turned to a strawberry-haired noggin perch to her rightfulness."That OK with you, Tiff ?"

"Sure, go ahead,"Tiffany said, and downed a scene of vodka.

Charlie was enjoying watching the night meat cook on the phase in front of him. She danced like she was in the Soul Train finals and shook her ass a mile-a-minute. Her puss was huge. He was in a trance staring at it when the barkeeper returned.

"Your girl is on future,"he said.

"Alright, thank you,"Charlie said.

He watched the rest of the social dancer's set and then watched her retrieve her hound and clothes and pillowcase backstage. She reappeared on the base shortly thereafter and started working the couple down at the end of the bar that had been digging her. He ordered another beer and waited for, even though it was barely six-thirty, what for him would be the main case of the night.

A couple minute later a sultry swampy groove suddenly kicked out of the sound system and Sara sauntered out onto the stage. She wore bounder and her yearn ramification were sheathed in bright red mire with a nonexistent crotch, making her black thong plainly visible. Up top she wore a lean waistcoat that matched her red drawers, and underneath it a black Bikini top that matched her lash. The fragile net covered all the goodies.

She sure moved well, Charlie thought. She made eye contact with him almost immediately, pantomimed him a hello and blew him a kiss. Then she proceeded to kick in him what seemed like a private show.

He watched her prance around and hump the rod and manduction on the net until she ripped it open and he could learn the Velcro screech as she whipped it off. Her pants came off, then her waistcoat. She humped the Pole a few more time and did a split on the base and rolled over on her knees and set backwards all the way. Her pussycat was just a few feet in front of him and he could see her cameltoe outlined through her minuscule black bottom.

She had a soaked abdomen with a silver waist bracelet wrapped around her and a leafy belly button ring dangling from her belly button. She continued her sexy, slimy dancing, movin'to the groovin ’, until off came her opprobrious top displaying her perky tanned tits with halo in her teat and she swung her breasts and fondled them. Then finally off came her thong and Charlie watched for the next few minutes as Sara danced for him, and swung her pelvis for him, and rotated her hairless groyne for him, and shook her ass for him, and spread her buttocks for him, and winked her son of a bitch at him.

When the music stopped and the display was over, Sara gathered up her assorted garments and ran off the microscope stage naked. Charlie looked up and the bartender was smiling at him.

Not long after Sara slid onto to the toilet following to him. She wore her crotchless red gasp and the Black thong and bikini top.

"Hi, Mister Charlie,"she said.

"Hi, sea scooter, uh, I mean Sara,"he said."Or is it Lexi ?"

"It's Sara to you. For anybody else I meet around here, it's Lexi. We all use phony names around here : Sexy Lexi, Randy Brandy, Franny Fox, Lily alky. I haven't heard sea scooter for years. I drive a car nowadays."

"Sorry, the picture is etched in my nous. You zipping up and down the route on your motor scooter in your Bikini with your tenacious hair flying out behind you."

"So, you were checking me out ? Thanks, Mr. Charlie,"she said.

"Just call me Charlie,"he said.

"Okay, Charlie. I saw you in here last Saturday with your friend. I didn't think you recognized me."

"I recognized you, but I couldn't space you right away. It struck me later on."

The bartender appeared before them.

"Buy me a beverage and I can hang out with you for a little piece,"she said into his ear.

Charlie nodded."Another for me and a deglutition for the lady,"he said.

"The usual, Max,"she told the bartender.

"So how're you doing, Charlie ?"

"I'm doing okay. Work and play golf. The kids are away at college."

"Wow, that's hard to believe. They were such fiddling guys when I used to babysit them. How's Miss Alex doing ?"

"She's okay too, I guess."

"Energy she get it on you're here ?"

"Ah, no,"he said.

"Don't worry, I won't tell. Do you ever see my forefather at the area club ?"

"Once in a while."

"Don't tell him either. He might get a stroke."

Their conversation paused while the bartender delivered their drinks.

"So. What's a squeamish guy like you doing in a place like this ?"Sara asked.

"Came to see your appearance. You're very good."

"Thank you. But tell me,"she said, and took a sip of fresh urine."Did you like watching me dance ? Or seeing me defenseless ? Or is there something else ?"

"I don't know. Something drew me here to see you."

"You don't seem like a strip club kind of guy. The other day you were here with a group."

"Yes, a friend had his fortieth birthday so we took him out."

"climax in a group is one affair. But coming back on your own, that's different. It's flattering, but I want to know what you really want."

Charlie took a sup from his beer, uneasy, suddenly in no-man's land. Sara turned on her BM to face him.

"What did you like most, Charlie, when I was up there dancing ? I don't think it was my dancing. I'm a good dancer, but that's not it. Was it my tits ? My ass ? Or was it my puss ? Did you like that ?"

He nodded and took another sip.

"Did that act you on, Charlie ?"

He nodded again. His cock was hardening as she spoke.

"Am I turning you on now ?"

"Yes."

Suddenly dance music emanated from the speakers as the next terpsichorean made her entrance. rosiness Bush. Charlie felt Sara's hand miscue between his legs. Her fingers surrounded his cock and rubbed it.

"Ooh, Charlie, you are turned on, aren't you ? And buxom too, it feels like."

Charlie was impressed with how deftly and quickly her fingerbreadth on one paw unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his bloomers and opened his fly. She threaded his cock through the scratch in his short and held it in her hand.

"You have a nice dick, Charlie,"she said directly into his ear, and started stroking him.

Right in rhythm with the dancer on microscope stage and the music coming from the speaker unit, an uptempo shamble, Sara wanked Charlie's cock.

Charlie's forty-two year old frankfurter was having a salutary old sentence in Sara's 25 twelvemonth old hand.

"You like this, Charlie ?"

Charlie nodded. Her mouth were an inch from his ear.

"Is this what you came for, Charlie ? Or was it something else ? Something more."

"I don't know…"

"have you thought about putting it my mouth ?"

"Ugh,"Charlie grunted. His dick was close to erupting.

"How about my pussy, Charlie ? I'm wet, you know. Or are you an ass man ?"

Charlie groaned as his cum rose up through his lance and Sara stroked him hard and fast, emptying his peter and sending his semen outward splattering over his lap and shirt.

When it was over Sara released his drained phallus and and scooped a chunk of cum off of his drawers with her finger's breadth. She took a taste and then put her fingertip to Charlie's back talk and rubbed it into his lips.

"I have to go back to work,"she said."See you succeeding time."

Sara kissed him on the nerve and disappeared into the dressing room.

Charlie looked around the dim bar nervously. No one seemed to receive noticed or cared what had just happened. He tried to discreetly put himself back together. He tucked his shirt in and buckled and zipped up. He paid his tab…outrageous, he thought…and left the bar with a marshy, miry messiness in his pants.

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Alex was taking a hot shower. She scrubbed her body clean, especially her snatch, inside and out. She noticed there was a contusion -- a hickie ! -- below her navel where Justin had sucked too hard. She hoped Charlie wouldn't notice. She had just gotten home from Justin's condo, where she'd fucked him for the fifth time.

She still couldn't believe what she was doing. She was ashamed of herself on one point. Here she was having an function, cheating on her hubby of almost 20 years. Her husband would be devastated. Would he divorce her ? She didn't want that, but affair between them had been strained recently. What would people say ? What would her nestling guess ?

But on another level she was kind of pleased with herself. She was forty-one years old and she knew she looked good. She had a salutary body and had kept in embodiment, and men appreciated a besotted dead body with firm mamilla and a courteous ass. She was proud of the fact that a handsome Brigham Young man thirteen geezerhood her junior had found her so attractive and had pursued her. It was flattering and exciting and daring. Not to mention she liked having a new cock inside her.

Justin had been calling on the party where she worked for some time, and after a while he started flirting with her. He asked her out for a deglutition after work and kept on asking even though she demurely declined a number of times. Then one time she surprised herself and said yes.

zippo happened that showtime time former than an uneasy kiss at the end. But Alex could recount he wanted her. The closed chain on her left manus certainly did not deter him and she knew in her heart that if he asked her again she would go to bed with him. The following workweek Justin asked her out again. They skipped the drinks and went to his condominium and fucked.

That was five workweek ago. They'd fucked after work on the Sami day each hebdomad. She knew it wouldn't finish and knew things would end up awkward in the end. Justin was no great lover but it was something new and different and she found it exciting being bad.

-- --

Charlie got home plate and went into the bedroom to switch. He put his soiled clothing in the dry cleaning bag. He hoped Alex wouldn't notice. He could try her in the bathroom and thought it was a foreign time to be taking a shower. Still naked, he considered going in there and getting into the shower with her. But he didn't. It would be out of fiber and he was sure that she would see through him and recognize his guilt and have a go at it that he'd been up to something naughty.

He told himself he would stay away from the strip club. But he didn't.

-- --

The next workweek there he was again, seated at the bar. Sara smiled and gave him the eye as she did her act. She was dressed differently this time and he watched her as she peeled off piece after piece until she wore nothing but a G-string the size of it of a postage stamp and two pasties on her pap. And when they finally came off Charlie watched her tilt her open slash and dilating asshole in front of him with a coy smile on her typeface. He had his hand in his lap massaging his stiffened cock.

When her set ended Sara walked off naked. Not a minute of arc later she walked up and sat next to him at the bar. She wore a whippersnapper blue wrapper pulled tightly around her foxy anatomy.

"I was hoping you'd come back,"she said, turning on her crapper to face him.

"Couldn't stay away. You were capital. You are great."

"So tell me. Why did you come back ? What do you want ?"

Charlie was tongue-tied. He shrugged and sipped his beer.

Sara put her bridge player between his legs and felt his rooster. She stroked it like she had the last prison term and felt its rigor straining against the fabric of his pants.

"Ooh, Charlie, it looks like you really are sword lily to see me. What do you want me to do with this bad boy ?"She stroked it more strenuously.

He looked right into her oculus. They were wide open and looked like round of golf olive super C pools. She started to move her face toward his. He thought she was going to kiss him but she didn't, she put her lips to his right on ear.

"Do you want me to suck it ?"she asked. She didn't delay for an solution."Because we can piddle that pass, Charlie. We have individual rooms in the back. You'd have to pay for it, but we could be alone. Would you like that ?"

Charlie nodded.

"goodness,"Sara said."Come with me."

She took his hand and led him around the bar to a engage door. He felt like everyone was watching and his hard-on was sticking out like a sore thumb. Sara punched in a code on a computer keyboard and unlocked the door. They walked down a short hall and then through another room access into a modest elbow room. There was a pole in the center and a couple of banquettes against the walls.

"Have a buns, Charlie."

Sara didn't mess around with the terminal in the mall of the elbow room. But Charlie's magnetic pole was a dissimilar matter. He was going to get a lap dance without the euphony. She untied her cloak and slipped it off. She was 100 % naked underneath. She moved in and put her knees on the cushioned terrace, straddling him.

She pushed her thrust mamilla into his side. Charlie sucked one into his sass and tasted her sweet and sweaty flesh along with the metallic tang of the gold hoop attached. He held her mere ass in his paw as she ground her naked pile against his girded cock through the taut cloth of his trousers. Her tit hardened in his back talk and his cock pushed hard against her bald, twisting twat. Charlie switched mamilla and Sara pushed it into his mouth while she clamped her hands on the back of his header and pulled it to her.

"Ah, you're good at that Charlie,"she said."I'm supposed to be turning you on but you're getting me all wet."

After a few minutes of that and with her pap hard as Super testis Sara lowered herself and sat next to Charlie and put her hand on his cock.

"Ooh, Charlie, I think it's meter let this monster out, don't you ?"

He nodded. She unbuckled his rap and opened his pant. He lifted his prat slightly and slid his gasp down and over his knees and she held his turncock in her paw. She looked into his eyes.

Then Sara did something she had never done with any guy she'd ever met at the club. She put her lips on his and zoomed her clapper into his mouth.

They kissed with a locked, intense Passion and Charlie put an arm around her and pulled her finis. Their lips were meshed and their tongues explored new sassing and Sara was shocked not only by the fact she'd done it, but also by how tenacious it went on and how much they both were into it. She'd been thinking about him the live on few days and had hoped he'd come back. And she knew she would see him again after this Nox, but not at the night club. She was going to be his lover. His kept woman, his paramour, his courtesan, his doxy, call it what you will. He might be married and almost as old as her beginner but she wanted to fuck him, and not just once, and not just in the backroom of a strip club.

"shucks, you're a good kisser,"she said. Then she lowered her head into his lap and took his firm, rigid dick into her mouth.

Charlie was impressed by Sara's tractableness. Her buttocks was seated flat on the cushion next to him facing forward but her body was twisted toward him and bent at the waist and her font was in his crotch with his dick in her sassing. Charlie massaged her shoulder joint and pep pill back as her caput bobbed up and down sucking him. He tried to swing his sum into her in time with her movements.

It was almost like his mentality was in a enchantment or he was having a dream or his dick was a case in a movie. This beautiful young gentlewoman who used to be his babysitter yr ago was now sucking his hawkshaw. And she was damn dependable at it.

Sara wanted his cum, wanted to try out it and swallow it. If his wife wouldn't take attention of him she would. She liked the feel of his hired man roaming her pulp and the estrus of his peter against her lingua and the bulwark of her oral cavity. His balls were now like acorns in her mitt so she knew his horn was about to blow.

Charlie groaned loudly and deeply when he let it fly. His tool nip current of his saved-up ejaculate and Sara sucked it all into her lockjawed mouth. His groin vibrated throughout his volcanic eruption but she held on until the ride was over and swallowed most of what he gave her. Finally she lifted her chief and looked at him. They both smiled and Charlie pulled her head to his and kissed her and she sucked his spit into her cum-glazed mouth.

"Damn, Charlie,"she said, as she stood up.

"Damn, Scooter, uh sorry, I mean Sara,"he said.

"You can bid me Scooter if you like."

She kicked off her heels and then hopped up onto the buffer bench and stood with her nude base on either slope of him and her cunt column inch from his brass. She looked down into his eyes.

"You like to eat pussy, Charlie ?"

He nodded and croaked an ‘ Uh Huh ’.

"Good,"she said."Eat mine."She put her glistening gash to his lips.

He licked her labia and sucked on her swell up button. When she felt him tongue-fucking her liquidness tunnel Sara humped his face up against the wall behind his point. He spread his mitt around her backside as she fucked his boldness and squeezed her ass until he felt her butt flesh goop between his fingers. Soon it was her turn to come.

"Oh Fuck, Charlie !"

She pounded his facial expression harder with her inguen and he dug his fingers into the crack of her ass for a skilful grip. Then, she came. Her cum rushed out of her onto Charlie's face, into his mouth and dripped from his chin. She leaned hard against him in case her peg buckled. She moaned as the waves flowed out of her.

In her solar day as a stemmer as far as Sara had been willing to go with client were manus jobs and the uncommon blow job if the guy was attractive and she was in the mood. She never kissed the customer. And she had never had an orgasm. Now with Charlie she'd done all of it. And she decided she was going for even more. She was going to have it away him too.

She lowered herself onto her knees facing him. Charlie kissed her with his mouthpiece candid and their spit slithered through a recollective, slow dance.

"fucking me, Charlie,"Sara said softly.

Charlie nodded. He felt her fingers on his erected dick and her cunt lowered and surrounded it. Just like that he was balls-deep into her. She put her arms around his neck and moved her pussy up and down and squeezed his stopcock with her vaginal brawn. Up and down, over and over, hugging his tool with her pussy, her dewy eye locked onto his.

After a couple minutes of watching Sara bound up and down Charlie took control. With his peter still embedded inside her he lifted her and pivoted their soundbox around so her ass was on top of the seat back. He started fucking her up against the wall.

"Ugh…Ugh…Ugh,"Sara grunted with each dip of his cock into her."Yes, Charlie. Fuck me. nookie me."

Charlie banged her like he was beating on a bass drum. He felt her cunt tighten around his shaft with every stroke. He was thinking that this was a cunt he could get used to.

Sara suddenly realized they were making a lot of noise. She was groaning as she was getting fucked and Charlie was pounding her back into the drywall behind her and the banquette was creaking along with them. She knew she would be taking a razzing from the girls because this was so out of grapheme for her.

"I'm gon na come,"Charlie hissed into her ear, slowing down a bit.

"Yes. Give it to me,"Sara said, speeding them back up.

Charlie bellowed when he ejaculated his cream into her. As he was giving Sara the tail end of his payload she moaned and bit him on the shoulder.

"I'm going to come again,"she whispered.

Charlie held her quivering torso as she came with a series of wobbly, wet muscle spasm. Once she was still he pulled his cock out of her and stood up. His pants were a twisted wreck around his ankles.

"So, Charlie, have you had enough sea scooter Pie, or would you like to see me again ?"Sara said as they dressed.

"I'd like to see you again,"he said.

"good, I'd like to see you too,"she said."But not here."

Sara reached into the little scoop of her wrap and pulled out a business organisation card and handed it to him.

"My cell telephone number is on this card,"she said."shout me."

Charlie looked at the wit."man Services counsel ?"he said.

"Yeah. fantasy words for mixer Worker."

"You're a social Worker ?"

"Yep, that's my day job. I work for the res publica. You didn't think I stripped for a living, did you ?"

"I had no idea."

"I do this because the money's so good. sociable body of work doesn't pay all that well. I'm also taking classes working on a master copy degree."

"Wow, you are an impressive young lady,"Charlie said, and felt like an old farting as soon as the words were out of his mouth.

"Thank you, Charlie,"she said, and kissed him."Wait boulder clay I get you in bed."

She said she had to get back to work and left. He promised to name. He went to the ease way. He settled up his tab. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.

On the parkway nursing home he felt safe from what had just happened but he also felt like a dog because he loved his wife and he had cheated on her. He didn't want to ache Alex but he was already looking forward to getting another gustatory modality of Scooter Pie.

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Alex continued to ‘ employment late'one Nox a week at Justin's stead. They had their routine down pat, the Lapp Night each week. Alex would show up at the same time, get undressed, neatly hang up her clothes and lie in his bed. They would kiss, then she'd suck some cock, get her pussy licked and get laid. They were usually done in an hour and a half.

That was the Sami Nox of the calendar week that Charlie would ‘ work late'at Sara's apartment. He'd usually bug out of work a trivial early on and go to Sara's place. She was usually dressed in something skimpy and sexy when he got there and had various oil and lotion and candles burning in her sleeping room. They'd be naked in the bed in quick fashion and they would engross right into some variety of kinky, savage sex which would lead to loud, ecstatic orgasms. Then as they lay in bed resting they would talk about anything and everything. Then they would gradually get back to snuggling and fondling and licking and sucking and it would climax in more formal shag and climaxes.

The start time at Sara's she spent the first half 60 minutes sucking on his balls and playing with his shit. With his tool like a hot rod in her helping hand and his balls swiveling in her mouth Charlie ejaculated all over himself without even inserting it. Then she sat on his face until she came, sucked his pecker, then fucked him.

The next week they did anal. The calendar week after that Charlie got a bump job and a dildo up his ass at the same time. She licked his asshole ; he licked hers. There were oily massages, slip consistency rubbing and hot candle wax sizzling on sweaty flesh. Every week was exciting and there was always a surprise.

But what Charlie began to treasure as much as the sex were their intermezzo. He enjoyed their conversations during the rest prison term between their opening move and closing acts. She was so comfortable to talk to and not afraid to spread out up. Which helped him give up.

He learned that Sara had gone to college on a scholarship and had started stripping on the weekends for supernumerary money. She graduated with award and then came home and got the job as a sociable worker. The pay wasn't great so she got the job dancing at the club. She could pass water twice her social doer salary by stripping three shifts a workweek. She was working on a sea captain degree in Psychology. She was bisexual. Her net two sexual kinship before Charlie had been with women.

Charlie opened up to Sara quite a bit as well. Sara instinctively knew that his marriage must be on the fritz ; she didn't think he would be coming to her apartment to fuck her once a calendar week otherwise. After a couple months of their weekly assignation Charlie was holding Sara in his arm and her head was resting on his breast when he finally told her what she already knew.

"My wife is having an affair,"he said.

"So ? That's what you're doing,"she said.

"Well, I mean she was having an occasion before I ever came to your club."

"Is that why you're fucking me ?"she asked.

There was an awkward silence while Charlie tried to figure out what to say.

"Uh, no,"he said."At to the lowest degree I don't think so. I only went to that order to fete a friend's birthday, not expecting to retrieve a charwoman. Especially our old babysitter."

Sara squeezed Charlie's penis.

"What would she do if she knew about us, Charlie ?"

"I don't know. Depends how guilty she feels about what she's been doing, I guess."

"Do you know her ? Do you need to hold open her ?"

There was another ill at ease pause as Charlie hesitated.

"Yes,"he finally croaked.

"Does she find the Same way ?"

"I really don't know."

Sara shifted her weight and looked at him."May I make a hypnotism ? A duo suggestions, actually."

"Sure,"he said.

"First, you need to find out. And we have to stop. And she has to stop. If she feels the Same way you do then you both have to work on together to fix what is broken. I remember you and Alex as a happy, beautiful brace. Do you want to get that back ?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then you need to get occupy. I like fucking you, Charlie, but I never expected it to last. I figured maybe you guys were through, but if you're not I don't want to be responsible for keeping you apart."

Charlie shook his question and laughed. He kissed her on the forehead.

"So this is what it's like to be in bed with a psychologist !"he laughed."Constantly being analyzed."

"You should bestow her to the night club,"Sara said.

"Yeah, right,"Charlie said.

"No, I'm dangerous,"she said."It happens a lot. duad are in a rut, they come in together, get a individual display, watch each other getting off and then all of the sudden they're in sexual love and fucking like lapin again."

"You kidding me ?"

"Nope."

Charlie was getting hard again. He kissed Sara, and she kissed him back, but in a way it was a kiss adieu. He put his handwriting between her peg but she brushed it away.

"What's the subject ? You got me horny for some more water scooter Pie."

"Go home, Charlie,"she said."Your anniversary is coming up in a few weeks. If you want to stay together, get to solve. add her to the club and all three of us will get off."

-- --

Charlie got home earlier than usual. Alex was already menage and settled on the sofa in the fellowship room. She had a book in her hand, a boozing on the table and a pot of chowder simmering on the stove.

Charlie didn't know that Alex had ended her function the week before. She and Justin had been in mid-fuck in his bed when a softheaded fair sex started banging on his front man door and screeching and cursing. She was calling him a mongrel and a liar and a muttonhead and a no-good prick loud sufficiency for the whole construction and half the neighborhood to hear. It couldn't be ignored and she wasn't going to hold back. So they threw on some clothes and Justin answered the door. The woman ranted and raved and screamed at both of them, called Alex a slut and a prostitute and asked Justin if she was the early married cunt he was fucking. The woman picked up lamps and versatile point and started throwing them around the living way. full old Justin had been screwing this womanhood every week on a different night. Alex told Justin to go nooky himself and got out of there pretty damn quick before the bull showed up.

Charlie walked into the family room and sat on a chair facing his wife.

"You're home already. You didn't have to work late ?"

"No. Hopefully I won't have to put in the superfluous hours for a while,"Alex said.

Charlie nodded his straits."What are you reading ?"he asked.

"Library book of account,"she said."An old Pat Conroy."

"Ah. So,"he said, and cleared his throat."Tell me something. Did you end it, or did he ?"

Alex's case shriveled and saddened and she exploded into tears. She sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes and cried ‘ I'm so sorry'and ‘ I hate myself'a match dozen times. When her weeping was reduced to a whimper Charlie got up and sat beside her on the sofa. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. Her snag soaked into his shirt.

"It's okay,"he said.

"No, it isn't,"she said."I'm such a tramp."

"You are not,"he said."You made a mistake. Everybody does."

"How did you have it away ?"

"It was a hunch. affair have been off between us for a while, we've been sort of distant, you were coming home late. It added up."

"I'm so sorry, Charlie. I don't know what I was thinking."

"Do you still love me ?"he asked.

"Oh, yes,"Alex said, and sat up and looked at him."You still know me, don't you ?"

"Yes, very lots. And I don't want to lose you."

They kissed. It was a kiss like they hadn't shared for a while and their lingua loitered in their mouths.

"I haven't exactly been an holy person lately either,"Charlie said.

They proceeded to give one of the most intimate conversations they'd had in twelvemonth. There was plenty of pain to go around for both of them but as they cleansed their sense of right and wrong they opened the doorway to a invigorated start.

Alex told Charlie about how it had started. Justin was Thomas Young and giving and he would come up into the office and hit on her. She was now in her XL and it felt honest to be wanted by a guy still in his twenties. She had been flattered but still turned him down many metre. Until one time she said OK, she'd have a drink with him after work. And one thing led to another and they were having an affair. It really meant nothing and wasn't meant to last. And then she finds out the son-of-a-bitch is fucking at least one other married char at the same time.

Charlie told Alex about the birthday political party for Karl. They'd taken him to a strip nightclub because Karl is into that scene. They hung out a while and as they were leaving he'd noticed that the dancer that had just come on stage looked familiar but he could not withdraw from where or when he knew her. Then it came to him. He went back on his own, the first meter he'd ever set foot in a office like that without a group of guy wire. He talked to her. It wasn't intended, but it happened.

"You had an affair with a stripper ? And it's mortal you knew ? Who is this chick ?"Alex asked.

"It's soul we both know,"Charlie said.

"Huh ? Who is it ?"

"I'm not going to tell you. But I will show you."

"What are you talking about ?"

"I want to take you to the ball club. She'll dance for us. You know, a private show."

"Are you crazy ?"

"Still crazy after all these days,"he said."About you."

They kissed again, another soft, long one. Charlie loved feeling and tasting her sass again.

"Will you go with me ?"

"You mean you're really not going to order me who it is ?"

"I want you to see her do her thing. You won't believe it."

Alex smiled and shook her head.

"wellspring, since we are being so exposed and closemouthed tonight, I don't want to let an argument. So I guess I will go,"she said. She smiled and hugged him close.

"How long has it been since we made love on a couch ?"Charlie asked, after a moment of silence.

"God, I don't know,"Alex laughed."Years."

They were soon making out and their clothing came off a piece at a time. Then they were naked and their wearing apparel were in a raft on the wood level and they had sex on the couch. Although it may deliver lacked the kinky furiousness Charlie had enjoyed lately, it felt like a long-awaited welcome-home party to him. He luxuriated in the fellow smell of Alex and the penchant and feel of her skin and her curve ball and her sweaty chassis and the piquance of her kitty and the snugness of her lips around his cock, and remembered all the reasons he'd fallen in love with her twenty-some eld before.

-- --

The succeeding day Charlie called Sara and set up a private party for the three of them.

"Are you looking forward to it, Charlie ?"

"Yes, very much so."

"Is Alex looking forward to it ?"

"I think so. I hope so."

"I hope so too. Because I am."

-- --

"What should I wear ?"Alex had asked Charlie.

"Whatever you like. Wear something sexy and comfortable,"he answered.

It was Friday after oeuvre. Charlie came home and grabbed a beer and waited for Alex as she showered and changed wearing apparel. Charlie was not disappoint when she appeared. She had on her sexy pitch-dark attire that showed off her long ramification and slight physique and its low-cut top did the Lapp for her top half. The flabby, total darkness fabric subtly outlined the perky configuration of her bra-less tits.

"Damn, I think I might have to cancel tonight. check home and rip your clothes off !"Charlie said, as he took her into his arms. She smelled great. It was a fruity aroma he'd given her on her last birthday.

"Uh uh, down boy, that'll have to expect boulder clay we get back. I'm too curious about what you have in store for us,"she said.

"I don't know exactly what is in computer storage for us, but I don't think we'll be disappointed,"he said.

They were rather subdued during the driving force to the club and Alex seemed concerned when they crossed into the sure-enough, seedier part of the city.

"Where are you taking me ?"

"We're almost there,"Charlie said."Just relax."

-- --

They walked into the baseball club hand-in-hand and stopped just inside the doorway to survey the place. The joint was already jumping with the Friday after-work crowd. near tables were filled and euphony was cranking. They found seats at the bar and Charlie ordered a beer for himself and a whitened wine for Alex. He mentioned to the bartender that they had a reserve for the back way, and gave him his name.

On the stage before them a skinny daughter was almost down to her birthday suit. She didn't have much up top but had a nice ass and was swinging it pretty good. She seemed to take special notice of Alex, and was looking right at her and smiling when she peeled off her G-string. She started humping in their direction with her naked snap and then spread it open for them with her fingers.

"Oh My God !"Alex said.

The young woman turned around and jutted her ass out in their counsel and winked her asshole at them a few times.

"Oh My God !"Alex said again.

A young redhead tapped Charlie on the shoulder and said to follow her. They grabbed their deglutition and were led through the door and down the Charles Francis Hall to the same private room he'd been to previously. Candles emanated a piano freshness around the room and soft, swampy music was playing.

"Have a seat, make yourselves comfortable. Lexi will be with you shortly,"Redhead said."Enjoy."

"Lexi ?"Alex whispered, as they sat in the banquette.

"Sexy Lexi,"Charlie said."phase name."

"This is so weird,"she said. She sat close and hugged his arm.

"Just relax, go with it. You look fucking bully. You already had the dancer on the stage hot for you."

"Oh, please…"

"I'm serious."

The room access opened and Sara walked in and across the small way. She turned the music up slightly and turned to face up them. She wore a turquoise wrap that was layered around her lean, foxy bod. She kicked off her heel. Barefoot, she stepped forward and linked an arm around the rod in the center of the room and faced them.

"Hi Charlie. Hi Alex,"Sara said.

"Scooter ?"Alex blurted, and turned to her husband."You had an affair with Scooter ?"

"She sent me menage to you, Honey."

"I had to. He loves you, Alex. He told me so."

Scooter spun around the magnetic pole a mates times and then acrobatically leaped up understructure first and scissored her legs around the pole and twirled around upside down before throwing her legs over her top dog and landing upright on her feet, facing them.

"You didn't come here tonight to see me be intimate a pole, did you ?"ice yacht said. She stood immediately in forepart of them as she shucked the wrapper off of her body and tossed it at the pole. She wore a short, silky black doll and a silky black bra.

"Who wants a lap dance ?"she said.

"Charlie,"Alex said.

"Are you going to follow, Alex ? Or are you going to take part ?"

"I like to take in,"Alex said.

Scooter sidled over directly in front of Alex."Do me favour, would you ? Unbutton my skirt."

She turned to her left. There were three humble buttons on her redress hip. Alex looked at Scooter tentatively and then leaned forward, unbuttoned the skirt and handed it to her. A thin fateful thong barely covered her sex. motor scooter tossed the skirt at the perch and climbed up onto Charlie's lap facing him and rubbed his cock with her snatch and drive her knocker in his face.

Charlie's peter was hard and he pushed it into Sara's grinding groin as he sucked on her pierced teat through the fragile framework of her bra. She held his head in her hands as she fed him tit. Soon the bra was drenched so he slid it aside and took nipple and gold ring into his sassing. Alex watched in awe as her husband sucked like a athirst camel on the stripper's tits.

"Ooh, that feels good, Charlie,"Sara said.

She leaned toward Alex with her arm around Charlie's brain. Her former hand went onto the rump on the former side of Alex for support.

"Unhook me, Alex."

Alex reached behind Sara and unhooked her bra. She threw it in the way of the pole.

"Thank you,"Sara said to Alex. Then she kissed her.

Alex hesitated at first but Sara's tongue was forceful and she opened her sassing to bear it. She was not accustomed to kissing other cleaning lady and had not come to the club expecting to be french-kissing their old baby-sitter, but watching her husband sucking this attractive Edward Young woman's breast had been a turn-on.

"Don't be shy, Alex,"Sara said."You look way too fucking hot to be shy."They kissed again.

This time there was no hesitation. Alex went with it, her lips eagerly opened for business and her clapper twirled in Sara's mouth. With a mouthful of teat and gold Charlie watched them and tried not to smile.

Alex put her arm around Sara and rubbed her back as they kissed. Charlie played with the lash shoulder strap that was sunken in the crack of Sara's ass. He put his other hired man between her wooden leg. Her flip-flop was damp. Sara arced her pussy into his hand.

Charlie stopped sucking tit long enough to pull Sara's thong down to her knees. She was now naked in their circuit. He inserted two fingers into her pussy and two digit into her bunghole and started finger-fucking her from both directions. It was sluttish because her arse had already been lubed. Sara moaned but kept kissing his wife. He went back to tit sucking.

"Ah, Charlie's in my ass already,"Sara said, and gnashed her motherfucker on his fingers."Your hubby loves my ass."Then she slid the straps of Alex's coif off of her shoulders so her mamilla were exposed.

Alex jabbered a squealing sigh when Sara licked her raw nipple, and then another when she sucked it into her mouth. Charlie took his left paw away from Sara's fork and scooted himself tight to Alex and as soon as he was close plenty his wife sucked his tongue into her backtalk. All three bodies were a inclination, pervert form on the bench : Charlie passionately kissing his married woman while she was having her tits sucked by a cunning young lady who had his digit up her ass. Meanwhile, Charlie's compacted swollen dick was dying to get out of his pants.

Sara's lips and tongue and teeth paraded over Alex's nipples, which were now hardened nuggets in her mouth. She put her hand between her pegleg and up under her garb and found that Alex's scanty were wet.

"Ooh, person's ready,"Sara said. She scooted down onto her stifle in nominal head of the seat.

She lifted the hem of the wearing apparel up, yanked Alex's soaked panties to the side and licked her drippy twat.

"Oh My God !"Alex slurred, with her married man's oral fissure covering hers.

Sara drove her whole face into Alex's gash, ramming her tongue into her overt arena and chomping on her advanced tamale. Alex leaned her slit toward the source of her pleasure.

Charlie had his wife's knife in his mouth and her white meat in his hand when he felt Sara's manus starting signal rubbing his blow up cock. It was fourth dimension to let his buck out of the barn. He unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. His cock sprung out and upward like the needle on a magnetic orbit six blocks from the North terminal. Sara stroked it as she continued chowing down on Alex's saturated muff. Alex put her hand on Sara's and they jerked him together.

Alex's consistence shimmied and she emitted a shrill moan.

"Oh, turd !"she said.

"What's the affair ?"Charlie asked.

"I'm going to come."

Sara gave Alex's clit several firm sucks before she sprayed. Charlie felt his wife's hand tighten around his prick as she came, and she moaned and her body shook as her pussy unleashed. Her cum covered Sara's face in a blowup like Charlie couldn't recall.

"Oh, God, scoter, I'm sorry,"Alex said.

"Sorry ? Sorry for what ? That was rattling, that's what we're here for. What's wrongfulness, don't you do little girl ?"

"I do now,"Alex said, and pulled Sara's oral sex up to hers and kissed her like it was the most rude thing she'd ever done. Charlie watched their long buss, and his boner, with Alex's deal still wrapped around it, waited patiently.

"You and me are having all the fun,"Sara said."Wan na suck some cock ?"

Alex said yes and they both got up and yanked off Charlie's trouser and shoes. Then they knelt on the floor in front of him. His cock stood erect like a guided missile ready to blast off.

Sara was first. She licked his shaft and took his cock into her oral cavity, then Alex took a turn, and they went back and forth a few multiplication. Then Sara took the unit red cent matter into her oral fissure and throat.

"Oh, wow,"Alex said when his shaft disappeared. Then she took his tool and did almost as well, took most of it before she gagged.

Charlie sat back moaning and groaning as Alex sucked his pecker and Sara teabagged his musket ball. He knew he would come in a New York minute and he did. He shot his load into Sara's lip, and she held on for all of it, and then with a taste kissed Alex and jettisoned her tongue into her mouth. He smiled at the spate of his married woman and his ex-mistress french-kissing with his cum seeping from between their lips.

His shaft didn't get much of a break, though. Charlie ate a couple pussy and then he was able to beat his dick into both as well as the girls sat side-by-side making out. And the grand close was sublime. He fucked his married woman doggy-style while she had her face in Sara's crotch eating ice yacht Pie. Sara just looked at him with a dreamy grinning on her face until she came.

-- --

When the display was over Sara kissed them both good day, picked up her clothing and was gone. Charlie and Alex took a couple minutes to get dressed and then both went to the restrooms. Their plumbing had a few leaks.

On the driveway family they held helping hand ; They couldn't think of the last time they'd done that. Back at the house they showered together ; They couldn't remember the death meter they'd done that. And they fucked in the shower ; They couldn't remember when they'd last done that, either.

They drank wine-coloured and ordered Chinese food to be delivered. As they ate dinner they talked about their nighttime. Charlie told her how turned-on he had been watching her getting it on with Sara, kissing and eating pussy. Alex said she got off on seeing him fucking and eating Sara, too. Charlie asked her if she'd like to do it again sometime. She said maybe she would.

They went to bed horny as nether region. Alex had some unfinished business. She wanted to fall in her ass to Charlie just like Sara had.

-- --

Sara had been right. Their loony three-way night had ignited their sex lifetime to a new height. They were both thankful to give birth each former back. No sneaking around, no lies, no pretence. Alex had a reinvigorated, new desire to fellate Charlie's peter and take it up the ass. Charlie wanted to fuck her, eat her puss and clobber her ass all the time. They were hungry for each former again. They made plans.

But Alex took something else away from that Nox, too. Sex with Sara had been brand new and exciting. Her orgasm when Sara was going down on her was one of the most volatile I she'd ever had. And eating her puss ! It was her offset time but she knew what to do. And she wanted to do it some more. She could close her optic and breathe in and smell Sara's delicious bitch.

Over the following weeks Charlie and Alex were insatiate, sex became part of their day, like eating dinner or brushing their teeth. But Alex was checking out other women too, watching them, taking in their curve, wondering what it would be like with them. Would they be up for it ? But she wouldn't know how to come on it and she didn't want to hold a clandestine affair with a woman. No, if she was going to fuck women, it would induce to be with Charlie. Or at least with his consent.

-- --

Their origin of communicating had never been better. Alex and Charlie had both briefly strayed, but they had come back together secure than ever. Their sex was more acute and more often than ever, and they agreed that their experience with Sara was monumental in contributing to their newfound togetherness and might even have saved their wedding. They agreed they should arrive up with a way to show their gratitude.

"She's a hell of a social proletarian, in more than ways than one,"Charlie had said.

Alex couldn't rock the memory of the excitement she'd felt when Sara was licking her and eating her and sucking her and the sudden fierceness with which she had come. She knew she had to get another woman down there. She wanted some kitty and found herself checking out women she'd see everyday.

For their anniversary Alex and Charlie went away for a hebdomad to a holiday resort down by the seacoast. Celebrating twenty year of a successful marriage…except for a few workweek there when they both went sideways before getting back on track. Whenever they weren't in the room fucking they were out by the pool or in the lounge or on the grounds where they would be checking out all the women. Alex was starting to get cross-eyed from staring at so many genital organ.

The next week Alex called Sara's electric cell phone. It went to voicemail so she left a substance asking her to foretell. The succeeding day Sara called back. They said their hellos and then Alex got to the purpose of her call.

"Sara, I called to say ‘ Thank You ’. Charlie and I agree that the Nox with you was amazing and has had a unplumbed upshot on both of us. We might have lost our way a little bit but we are back on cartroad now, much thanks to you. We are so close again, in and out of bed."

"That's good, gladiola to get wind it,"Sara said.

"Anyway, we'd like to lease you out to dinner. To stay in touch, and to say Thank You."

"Oh, Alex, that's not necessary."

"But we'd like to. To express our gratitude. You helped to save our marriage, we believe that. And if we can ever do anything to reward you, you just have to ask and we will be happy to."

There was a intermission on the line while Sara hesitated, thinking about the invitation. There had been recent alteration in her life that Alex didn't know about.

"okeh, let's."Sara said."I'd love to."She was thinking it might be a good metre to ask them to return the favor if they were serious about it.

"Great !"Alex said enthusiastically."It will be gracious to see you again."

They set the appointment for two weeks hence.

-- --

Charlie had made a booking at a riverfront eating house that was highly-rated and known for steaks and seafood. Alex wore her hottest, sexiest jumpsuit that showed off her cleavage and her shape, hoping Sara would notice. She had no idea how the night was going to turn out, but if the opportunity for another threesome presented itself, she would be ready.

Alex and Charlie got there early and were seated at a selection booth with a river view. They told the server they were waiting on one more than and ordered drinkable. They had just taken their kickoff sips of their cocktails when Sara entered the room.

She looked dissimilar than she had at the funnies club, but stunning nonetheless. Tight pitch blackness skirt, red silky top that clung to her, golden-brown ramification with well-defined calves. Her blond hair had a new wave and was freshly-cut, barely reaching her chin.

Alex was relieved when Sara didn't hesitate to immediately embrace and kiss them both before taking her seat and ordering a gin soda. There was small-scale talk of the town at for the first time : You look great, so do you, how have you been, this lieu is corking, thanks for coming, thanks for having me, etc. The waiter returned and they ordered a back round and placed their dinner orders. Then Sara redirected the conversation.

"I quit stripping,"Sara said.

Alex and Charlie's centre popped and their jaws dropped. They were too surprise to say anything.

"There's a man in my life,"Sara continued."Or back in my lifetime, I should say. An old boyfriend from college, we went together for two twelvemonth. Arlo. Very good relationship, we loved each early. But he had a little problem with the bi- affair, which he's gotten yesteryear, but he had a bigger trouble with my stripping. We broke up. He graduated and went off to medical checkup school.

"The dark the three of us shared at the club, that was a showtime for me. I know I was a stripper for various year, but I was not a bawd. All I ever did were lap dances and mitt jobs. Until that night with you two, I had never kissed a man or a woman from the cabaret, I had never fucked a man or a woman from the nightclub, and I had never had an sexual climax with a man or woman from the club."

Sara drained her gin and tonic. The refills came and no one spoke while they waited.

"I learned something from you that night. I was turned on and I went with it. But the sex was solely portion of it. I was turned on because you two were so into each early. I remembered how hot and happy you looked when I used to babysit for you. And you went through a rough patch but Charlie didn't hesitate when I asked him if he loved you and wanted to keep you, and that night it was obvious how much you love and care about each other. I admired it and I envied it. But it inspired me. After that night I thought about Arlo and what we once had, and whether we could still experience it. I got up the mettle and contacted him. He still loves me. I still love him."

Sara paused and sipped her fresh drink. Charlie and Alex were speechless.

"So anyway,"Sara continued."You said that if there was anything you could do for me, to ask, right ?"

Alex said yes, that was true, and Charlie echoed her.

"Here's the affair,"Sara said, and took another sip."As I said, Arlo's okay with me being bi-, in fact he'd like to see me with another woman, and participate. We've talked about bringing another cleaning woman into our bed. And now, Arlo is very bi-curious himself ; and I have to admit I wouldn't mind seeing him with another man…and participating, which would intend bringing another man into our bed.

So I thought, why not kill two birdie with one stone ? Four way, full swap. But it would have to be with a couple we are attracted to and can confide. That's where you two come in."

Sara sat back while she let those last words sink in. She looked across the table. Alex had a shy, pernicious smile on her face. Charlie looked like a deer in the headlamp. Alex turned to Charlie.

"I'd be up for it. What do you think, Hon,"she said. She was thinking about getting into Sara's knee breeches again, not to mention the incentive action.

"I don't know…"he said slowly.

"What's the matter, Charlie ?"Sara said softly."Think of the possibilities. You'd get to see me and Alex going at it again, I know that turns you on. I get hot just thinking about it. And you would be able-bodied to induce your way with two crafty ladies at the same metre, right on Alex ?"

"Right. Sounds like a hot prison term to me. Charlie gets to watch his wife with another woman ; I get to watch out my hubby with another man."She squeezed his handwriting under the table.

"I don't know,"Charlie said again."I don't know anything about that…"

"What's the big deal, Charlie ?"Sara cooed, leaning close."Just go with it. Arlo just wants to see what it's like to suck a hammer, Charlie. You let me suck it, Alex sucks it."

"I know, but that's a little different."

"What's the difference ? If it feels good, who cares ? You got turned on watching Alex and me. Now you have a chance to plow us on."

"Why don't we do this,"Alex said."Why don't you and Arlo come over to our house. We'll relax, have a couple deglutition, meet Arlo and see what happens."

They agreed to the plan and scheduled the get-together for the pursue Sabbatum eventide. Alex figured she had nearly a week to get Charlie primed and ready.

They said goodnight in the parking lot. When the girls were kissing goodbye Alex whispered something into Sara's ear."Don't worry, I'll workplace on him,"she said.

-- --

When they got nursing home and inside their figurehead door Alex kissed Charlie and told him to go get naked and lie on the bed. She said she was going to give him a blowjob and would be there in a minute.

She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She pulled out the crisper drawer and found a orotund, even-shaped zucchini, eight inches long. She went to the bedroom. She could listen Charlie peeing in the master bathroom so she put the squash on the end board, peel and lay on the bed. Charlie was naked when he came out of the lavatory and got into bed beside her. Immediately they started kissing and Alex's hand made a beeline for Charlie's hammer. She massaged his clump and lightly caressed his dick and within a minute he was rock-solid.

"I'm going down on you now,"she said."Watch."

pile she went. She kissed it, licked it and took it in her mouth. She stuck her finger in her puss and swished it around, then glided it into his shit. She sucked him as she reamed him from behind.

Charlie moaned and swung his marrow into her mouth in sync with the finger's breadth throbbing his ass. After a couple moment of moaning and boning Charlie came, and Alex sucked it in as it pressured its way out of him.

Alex lay back beside him and reached for the zucchini.

"What's that for ?"Charlie asked.

"exercise,"she said.

She lowered it to her puss and jammed it inside. She stroked it in and out of her a identification number of times, sighing with each plunge. Then she took it out, raised it to her human face and sucked the length of it into her oral cavity, in then out, various times. Charlie watched her with a smirk on his nerve. She rammed it back into her twat and spun it around, getting it serious and wet and funky. She handed it to Charlie.

"You try it,"she said.

He laughed but went along. He sucked a couple inches into his mouth and pulled it out. Alex egged him on and he did it again, then again. He had a big lip so most of the zucchini had disappeared behind his lips.

"Oh, that's hot. You're going to do ticket,"she said.

She lowered it again to her pussy and shoved it in several inch. The bulk of the veggie protruded from her twat.

"play me on, Charlie,"she said."Suck it. get it out with your teeth."

Charlie shook his head word and laughed. She pushed him in that direction. He swiveled down and around so his look was between her thighs and looked up at her and laughed again.

"Go ahead,"Alex said."Make my day."

She watched Charlie open his back talk wide and twine his sass around her ripe appendage, and smiled. She was already looking forward to Saturday night.

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