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A long Marriage and Variety
Lincoln Parker
Lincoln was thinking to himself a lot nowadays. He thought about how they married right after college, Lincoln and his lovely wife Karen, now in their early fifties, kids gone and careers in good shape but feeling the routine more than they used to when the kids were home. He thought that they both knew they were getting a little bored with their sexual life which had tapered off, still loved one another but the quiet question was clear: how many times can the same cock enter the same pussy and not get a little ordinary?
One night after a busy week the two were in bed after a regular sex session cuddling when Lincoln decided he had to say something he knew would likely be disastrous.
He just came out with it and spoke. “Karen, I need to apologize and confess something to you. I hope you don’t get mad at me or worse but I have been honest for decades and this has eaten away at me a little. Okay for me to proceed?”
He saw that she was startled but she then nodded and said: “Sure, I will still love you either way even if I get mad at you. Go ahead.”
He had cleared his throat and told her: “Two years ago on a trip to Louisiana for business the DuPont married sales lady who lived in Charlottesville after two busy days working visiting their plants, negotiating a new purchase agreement hinted privately in my ear that she wanted a drink after dinner in the bar. I declined and went on up to my room in the hotel. An hour later there was a knock on the door and it was Kathy wearing a robe.
She asked if she could come in and share some of the bottle of wine she had with me since she could not sleep.”
He paused then continued: “I reluctantly agreed and we sat, visited with a couple glasses of wine just talking. Kathy after a bit excused herself to use the bathroom and came out. Instead of sitting down she came over to my chair, stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders. While rubbing my shoulders she then admitted she really wanted to make love and spend the night together as our secret. She was a very attractive late 40’s woman and smelled and looked good. Karen, I admit it I did not say no, but I did stand, took her in my arms and kissed until we ended up on the bed with no clothes on and in a big state of lust.”
Karen asked: “What happened then, Lincoln?”
“We fucked several times, almost all night long on and off. After, laying together I told her I did not want to tell you and she had said the same about her husband and we cuddled until my dick was hard and fucked slowly again.”
Lincoln paused, waiting for the tears or the explosion but Karen said nothing at first then held his cock and nuzzled in his neck before responding.
“How did you feel the next day, Lincoln,” she asked.
“I felt guilty but the truth was that I loved coming in her, sucking her tits, watching her suck my cock and kiss my balls. It was pure lust and something that kind of only happens the first time you are with someone new I think. Jesus, Karen, I’m sorry but I can’t keep a secret like that from you. Don’t hate me, please.”
She did not pause even a second before responding while hugging him tighter.
“Lincoln, I forgive you and have my own admission to make in the interest of being honest. I hope you can forgive me.”
He was shocked as he was sure she had been true to him until that moment.
His reply a few seconds later was quiet when he said, “Karen, what happened?”
“While you were traveling every week I got to be good casual friends with the 50 year old science teacher at the school Al who you met a couple times at school parties with his wife. I started occasionally spending mutual break times together, just visiting in the school with one another. I knew him and knew his wife was a sales executive who traveled a lot like you did.”
She paused to gather herself and when she did I kissed her hair and asked, “Honey, go ahead and continue when you are ready. I will love you no matter what. I do remember thinking your were making references to Al a lot more often when I got home back then and wondering if I was gone too much.”
She cried briefly then blurted: “One afternoon when his wife was out of town I went to their house after school and he and I had pretty unrestrained sex for three hours in their bedroom. I was bored with our sex life and the rumor was he had a big uncircumcised cock. He had paid a lot of attention to me and I felt warmed by it and threw caution to the wind. “
“What did you two do to start it when you got into his house, Karen?”
“He held the door for me to go in then we stopped in the kitchen. When I leaned my backside against the kitchen counter he kissed me hard with passion. I didn’t resist but instead pressed my tits into his chest batıkent escort and reached down and put my hand on his crotch, squeezed his hard dick with my fingers. I was surprised when I felt this huge cock swell as I stroked it. We stayed there until he had my blouse off and his hand was down my panties fingering my pussy until I just came almost instantly. Lincoln, it was like two teenagers in lust. God, I am sorry I did it honey and I apologize.”
“That’s okay, I can’t say anything about it given my experience. Did it go on for any period of time?”
She paused, then continued: “There’s more. It went on three times over about two months then as you know he got cancer and died not that long after but in those two months we had two more sessions like that when Cassie and you were both out of town. I even let him rub my ass with the tip of his uncut big cock but never let him put it in. It would not have fit anyway. I have to admit I loved sucking that big responsive thing. Then, the third time, we were in the family room naked with me on my knees and him with that cock from behind like dogs stroking me with my tits hanging, swinging and sweaty with fuck lust when the door opened and in walked his wife. I thought my life and our life was going to be over.”
“What happened?”
“Not what I expected. She stood there watching us fuck and said nothing other than she stripped her shirt off and unzipped her skirt getting down to bra and panties. She spoke then finally, saying: “Karen, I have wanted to kiss and fuck another woman for years. Right now is the time. Come here after you take his dick out of your pussy and kiss and fuck me.”
“I did not think I had any choice so I did and instead of anger found the soft lips and warm tits of
Al’s wife against me and we were making out, touching one another and feeling a different kind of lust. She is a redhead as you recall and had this red bush sticking out of her panties and when she felt my wet pussy and ate it I stared at hers, stripped her panties off and laid her on the couch and ate her pussy until she had an orgasm. After that the three of us did everything you could think of. Al put his dick in her ass and came and she licked his cum that was already in there out of my pussy. God, I can’t believe I did that not once but a couple weeks later we all had arranged to do it again. It did not happen as he got sick but I was willing. I really am sorry but I loved every second of the excitement of it.”
Lincoln was quiet but calmly responded back to Karen.
“It’s okay. I understand. Both of us have had sex with one another so many times it got to be routine and we tried change. I did not love the DuPont lady and you did not love Al and his redheaded wife. After all, I saw the DuPont lady twice more over the next two years when she called on me in my office and I had a drink after each business day in her room with her. We did the same thing but no one caught us. It just sort of ended and that was that at some point.”
He stopped, held Karen tight and said: “Now the big question with the air cleared is: what do we do to avoid getting to that place again, Karen?”
Karen smiled, wiped her tears away and responded: “Is there some way we can try very occasionally recreational sex for variety without ruining our marriage which I don’t want to do?”
As Lincoln looked back at that session in reflection he could see that he and Karen had rejuvenated their long marriage and mostly routine sex lives with their mutual admissions about the brief affairs with another partner. That included his with the DuPont lady and Karen admitting she had done so with a fellow teacher and through some unusual circumstances, then had her first threesome with his wife or any woman when she came home early and caught Karen and Al fucking on the family room couch. He had known Karen had no prior experience with a woman. He could see that she was almost blackmailed into the threesome sex with Cassie and Al at the same time. Cassie had apparently surprised her with her sudden insistence that the three fuck right then in order to hide her affair with Al from me. To her surprise, she had admitted she loved it. He thought to himself that just hearing about it made his dick get harder. Karen had filled in some details saying during her admission that the three of them had proceeded to screw like mink the rest of the night with every combination you could physically do.
Lincoln kept musing about it because as it turned out, that was not the end of the story with Al. Unfortunately, she and I knew Al had taken ill the next week and died two months later of a virulent, fast form of cancer leaving his wife Cassie a 50 year old widow. Lincoln had not know about the sex but it certainly ended Karen’s frequent references to him and as he now knew, their chapter of sex, with as well.
At this point after the mutual confessions, about six months beşevler escort had passed since her last experience with Cassie and Al and his death. Since then, he and Karen had talked more about the sexual details in both our affairs, livened our sex life back up in the process and had just this week earlier responded to a phone call Karen had recently gotten from Cassie. What happened was that Cassie had visited on the phone with Karen out of the blue then admitted she was lonely. She told Karen that she wanted to know if Karen and I would be willing to have her the way Karen had been with Al and Cassie. This had just happened so Karen had not said anything to me yet or responded back to Cassie at the time we confessed our mutual infidelities to one another. Part of that afternoon’s events had been Karen telling me about the call and Cassie’s still unanswered invitation.
My response that day when I heard about the call and request had been: “Heck yes, since we both agree a little variety is what we need now and then. let’s try it.”
Karen had agreed then called Cassie the next morning on Tuesday and took her up on it, invited Cassie to our house for an overnight visit.
The two women got busy scheduling it. Karen kept me informed telling me the following weekend did not work for Cassie or us but the one after was settled on. Cassie would drive to our house on Saturday and have lunch and dinner with us, plan to stay over and return home Sunday afternoon. It was clear that we would mostly be the friends we had been when Al was alive but the evening was also going to include more than just friendship. Friends with benefits for the female, male, female trio that would result is one way to look at it.
It was exciting for Lincoln to think about as he already knew her from previous school faculty parties and thought she was intelligent, good looking and very interesting as a person. He had only seen her in pant suits and dresses but knew she was red haired, nicely freckled with ample enough breasts and a reasonable waist line. Pretty decent looking gal for around 50. Hard not to think of Karen and Cassie kissing and feeling one another or getting naked together then fucking each other and him in various ways. His heart did little flip flops at the expectation it would happen as it rolled around in his head what Saturday night might be like.
We planned an evening barbecue for that Saturday and would have lunch from the Central Park Deli that Cassie would pick up and bring on her way over to our house. We went about our jobs and tasks for the next several days without talking much about it until bedtime usually. Both of us clearly had the sex that was going to occur on our minds. We touched on it at night as we fucked more often than normally, heated with the idea of three of us in every combination.
Saturday morning arrived and Karen and I worked together and tidied the house up, got the barbecue loaded with charcoal, the preparations made to have Cassie as our weekend guest. The spare bedroom was made up and we had a couple of new movies paid for on Prime to watch with wine and beer in the house.
Sure enough, at 12:30 Saturday the doorbell rang and it was Cassie with a small overnight bag, her purse and a bag of food from City Park Deli for the three of them to enjoy.
Karen answered the door and spoke. “Cassie, we are so glad to see you. Come on in!” Karen gave her a quick kiss on the lips and a hug then I followed suit and ushered her the rest of the way in. Cassie looked really nice in a pair of light trousers, a loose top, red hair gorgeous in the sunlight. I followed her in, expressed my condolences on the loss of her husband, Al, as though I did not know he had been fucking Karen.
Cassie thanked me, wiped a tear from her eyes and said: “Thank you guys. I have had some pretty blue moments the last months since he died. Hard to believe at his age he is gone and I do rattle around the house by myself. I guess you could say I am lonely but it is not unexpected the counselor I have seen told me.”
We both nodded and Karen guided her to the kitchen while I took her bag into the spare room and parked it with her purse on the bench at the foot of the queen sized bed.
I rejoined them and we three sat at the table munching and drinking our tea after Cassie and Karen got the plates and napkins, some iced tea and utensils and sat down. We tucked into the three Reuben sandwiches with potato chips she had brought from the Deli.
We three had a pretty normal afternoon as friends. Our conversation went everywhere about our pasts, how she was doing economically now and so on. No one mentioned sex letting Cassie get whatever she wanted to talk and visit about off her chest as she worked her way out of the still, quiet, lonely space she had been in for four months now. She was doing that now with long time friends., Karen and I. I guessed inside my büyükesat escort head as I listened that if either Karen or I had been in her shoes we would have needed that time to talk as well, sort of re-engage with the world and friends.
We three just had a normal lunch and the two gals cleaned up before we all adjourned to the family room and watched a movie then a documentary until it was time for me to fire up the barbecue which I did around 5 pm. By then we were all very comfortable with one another and it was nice outside so we took wine out onto the patio. The two gals sat in the comfy porch chairs while I grilled 8 ounce flat-iron steaks that had been marinating to go with fresh green salads and homemade honey mustard dressing. We had cheated on dessert since Karen had bought a bakery cherry pie which we followed dinner with and sat contented. All the while I was grilling he saw that the two women were occasionally touching one another’s shoulders or putting a hand on a hip. When one or the other got up to use the rest room inside and returned they walked by me and gave me a hug or a pat on the shoulder with familiarity enjoying the warmth physical contact with a familiar human of the opposite sex could be. At one point Cassie and Karen actually sat there holding hands which was unimaginable before this all happened.
The two women took the dishes and glasses into the kitchen and stood side by side washing and drying them afterward. I wandered in and whistled at the two when I saw them.
“Wow, you two are good looking ladies and it does not matter whether I am looking from behind or in front!” They giggled but kept washing and drying so I moved behind Karen and cupped her ass with my hands then reached around and felt both her breasts while nuzzling her neck. It was well received by my wonderful wife.
Karen made a very pleasant sounding Sigh….
Cassie saw it and while drying the last dish put her hands on the counter and said: “Karen, can I have some of that from Lincoln too?”
“Sure. Come on Lincoln. Share the wealth with Cassie.”
Not one to waste an opportunity I slid over behind Cassie, smelled her neck, put my hands on the cheeks of her ass on her slacks and felt a really nice behind. I rubbed her ass and slid my hands down her thighs outside then ran them back up inside to the top of her slacks and nudged her bottom through the clothes. Cassie heaved a huge sigh of her own and spoke: “God, that feels so good, Lincoln. Don’t stop.”
I did not and took the comment for permission to do more. I slid my hands under her top which was loose, feeling warm and very female soft skin. Her tits were about the same size as Karen’s and felt wonderful even under the bra my hands were now cupping. Cassie’s ass kept pushing back and into my hard dick trying to push out of my shorts into that soft flesh. Karen watched, reached over and turned Cassie’s head towards her and the two women kissed while I was feeling Cassie’s tits. I then dropped one hand to slide under the waistband of her slacks and follow her tummy down through a soft and furry mound then over what had to be her clit. When my hand touched it she almost buckled her knees as she immediately had an instant orgasm. Karen and I held her up. When she recovered and turned to me, she lifted her lips up and accepted a deep kiss from me. Her tongue darted into my mouth and the lust that was in her was palpable as her hips began to move., she was mumbling grunts of passion and moving her body hard against me. My hands were squeezing her titties while Karen had replaced my other hand with one of hers and was fingering Cassie who was just lost in lust. After all, she had two people actively having sex with her very willing and very responsive body.
Karen broke the mood after a minute or two and said: “I think it is time we went into our bedroom, don’t you?”
We almost ran into the master bedroom where all three of us started taking clothes off. Karen was naked before Cassie and I got to that stage. Once again I admired her wonderful body as I had thousands of times before. Brunette with nice breasts and a tummy leading to a modestly furred brunette mound and medium sized vulva atop nicely proportionate legs…she was standing there watching us finish undressing and fingering her pussy with eyes wide and mouth open, breathing hard.
Cassie was a gorgeous redhead who wore a light yellow bra and pantie set which looked wonderful on her medium shape. As she got to that layer she turned her back to Karen and said: “Honey, would you unhook the bra so Lincoln can suck my tits, please?”
Karen obliged and gave them each a cupped feel with her own hands before saying: “Cassie, those nipples are already hard and much bigger than mine. I love them. And, all those freckles!”
Cassie laughed and by then could see my dick which was as hard as it had ever been standing at attention. After stripping her yellow panties to the floor she reached over and put a hand on my cock and wrapped it then stroked it once or twice before moving down and cupping the heavy pair of balls that swung below them.
Karen was rubbing Cassie’s butt from behind as Cassie spoke: “Lincoln, that cock is really nice. Can I suck it, please?”
He could barely mumble his answer: “God, if you don’t I might die.”