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While the trip to Club Wanderlust had been exciting, it had also been tiring. The next morning I slept until 9:00. By the time I’d showered and shaved, packed my gear, loaded it into my Escape, checked out of my motel and had breakfast, it was after 11:00. As I merged into the traffic on northbound I75 I was elated. After being gone for almost five months I was finally going home. Seven hours later I pulled into a Travel Lodge just outside Cordele, Georgia. Already dark and starting to drizzle, it was time to stop. I wanted to keep going. I wanted to drive all the way to Minneapolis, but I knew that wasn’t prudent. There was a cafe across the street from my motel. The special was roast beef with mashed potatoes and gravy. It was good. After dinner I went back to my motel room and called Jeanne. A man answered the telephone. “The Nolan residence.” His voice was familiar. I said, “This is Michael Nolan. May I please speak to Jeanne.” “Hi Michael, this is David, Ruth’s husband.” “Hi David. Is Ruth there too.” “Yes sir, she is, but she’s in Ms. Jeanne’s boudoir with her boyfriend.” “Matt Haynes.” “Yes sir.” In the background a female voice said, “Slave, who’s on the phone?” It wasn’t Jeanne’s voice. David responded, “Ms. Abby, it’s Ms. Jeanne’s husband, Michael.” “It’s Michael? I was hoping he’d call.” It was Jeanne’s voice. Seconds later she was on the telephone. “Hi Micheal, where are you?” “I’m in Cordele Georgia.” “Where is that?” “Just south of Atlanta.” “Did you have an easy drive?” “It was fine. I slept in so I got a late start. I only drove a little over 400 miles today.” “I’m glad you did that. You have a lot of driving to do. You need to be well rested. I want you to get home alive.” “Don’t worry, I’m being careful. It sounds like you have company. I gather that Ruth, David, Matt Haynes and Abby are there.” “They are. Mark and Bobby are here too. We’re having a little cocktail party.” Jeanne giggled. “You can separate that into two words, cock and tail.” Chuckling, I said, “Their cocks and your tails.” “Mark and Bobby’s cocks. David’s cock is locked in a chastity cage. It’s not going into anybody’s tail.” “Really? And he’s okay with that?” “That’s how he wants it. We’re playing games with him while Ruth and Matt are enjoying each other in my boudoir.” “What kinds of games are you playing with him?” “Teasing games, when you called Abby was on her knees between David’s legs. She was licking his chastity cage while he watched Mark fucking me while I was sucking Bobby’s cock. “That seems cruel.” “It’s not, it’s what he wants, it really is. Abby and I both love David, We’d do anything for him that he wanted, anything at all. All he has to do is ask. This is what he wants.” “Doesn’t he ever get to cum?” “After they get home tonight Ruth will give him a hand job while he goes down on her.” “That’s it?” “Twice a month they have a husband and wife night. On those nights Ruth takes very good care of him. She gives him a long slow blow job, he goes down on her and then they fuck.” “Only two nights a month?” “Ruth wanted one night a week. David wanted total denial. Michael, he’s a submissive masochist. This is what he wants. Two nights a month was their compromise.” “I never would have believed it.” “Michael, are you getting judgmental? I think I’d better have Amy and Mel give you a call.” “No, you’re right. I get it. He’s not hurting anybody. If this is what makes him happy, then more power to him.” “Believe me, Ruth always makes sure he knows that he’s loved.” “I’m sure she does.” “Micheal, I can’t wait until you get home. I miss you so much.” “I miss you too, but it sounds like you’re having a pretty good time without me.” There was silence. After a moment Jeanne said, “Yes Michael, I am having a good time, but I’d be having a much better time if you were here with me.” “Watching?” “If that’s what you want, it’s up to you. Michael, that’s what this is all about. We each get to define the role we want to play without having to endure judgment or criticism from anyone else. You can watch or you can play. You can definitely play. Abby wants to suck your cock and fuck you. She can’t wait until you get home.” I chuckled. “That’s enticing.” “It should be, she’s very good.” Jeanne paused and then she said, “Michael, I’ve learned that I enjoy a variety of roles. I love being a slut for a dominant man.” “With a big cock.” Jeanne giggled. “Yes, with a big cock.” Then she quickly added, “But there are other roles I enjoy too.” “I understand, sex with a group of kinky partners like Mark, Bobby and Abby.” “Yes, you’re right. I enjoy that too, I enjoy it a lot. I was a having a good time tonight and then you called.” Suddenly hurt, I said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb your evening. I’ll hang up.” “No Michael, please don’t do that. You misunderstood what I was trying to tell you. Please listen. “Okay.” “When you called, my fun evening Escort izmir became a wonderful evening. Micheal I’ve discovered that I have other roles that are much more important to me and they all involve you. I love being your wife, your companion, you best friend, your partner for sweet, romantic sex and your soul mate. Those are the roles that are most important to me. The other roles are just fun. I’ll give them up in a flash if they get in the way of the important roles.” “Jeanne, I understand. I’ve understood that for quite awhile. I don’t want you to give up those other roles. I love hearing about the things you do when you’re a slut for a dominate man. I love hearing about the things you do with Mark, Bobby and Abby. The challenge I’ve been facing for a long time and I guess I’m still facing, is how I become part of these new roles. Am I just going to be an observer? I think I’d like to be more involved than that. I’m not David. I know I wouldn’t enjoy his role.” “It doesn’t have to be a defined role. It can be fluid. My roles are fluid. Sometimes I enjoy being a nasty slut. Sometimes I want to be kinky and adventurous. I’m learning that I even occasionally enjoy being dominant. David is teaching me that. Sweet, romantic sex with you will always be my favorite. Michael, you can do the same thing. Sometimes you can be an observer, sometimes you can be a player. Our roles don’t have to be written in stone. We just have to try to understand and accommodate each other.” “I like that.” “I do too. Michael. I can’t wait until you get home. We’re going to have so much fun together.” “I think we are too.” “So what would you like to do for the rest of the evening? Should I send everyone home? Should I move into the bedroom? We could masturbate together.” “I’d like it if you’d put the phone on speaker and go back to what you were doing. If I remember correctly you were sucking Bobby’s cock while Mark was fucking you.” “Do you want to listen to us? We were having a pretty good time.” “I’m sure you were. I would love to listen, but can you give me a minute? I’d like to watch a Julia Ann movie while I’m listening.” “She’s the porn star you think looks like me.” “That’s right.” “She’s very pretty. I always feel flattered when you tell me that. You get your movie set up on your computer. I’m going back over to Bobby and Mark. It’s Bobby’s turn to fuck me while I suck Mark’s cock. I’ll leave the phone on speaker. I turned on my computer and quickly found a video of Julia Ann and two guys. It was a personal favorite. On the telephone I could hear movement and then a man’s voice saying, “Oh yeah Jeanne, you do that so well. Suck it baby, suck it hard.” A woman’s voice, I assumed it was Abby, said, “Come here slave. I want you to kiss my feet while I talk to Ms. Jeanne’s husband.” “Yes ma’am”. It was David’s voice. There was a pause. In the background I could hear the sounds of sex: bodies rubbing together, slurping, heavy breathing, low moans and an occasional squeal of delight. And then Abby said, “Michael, this is so hot. I wish you were here. I could suck your cock while you watched Bobby fuck Jeanne. He’s doing that right now. He has a big cock, at least seven inches and thick. Jeanne is taking every bit of it and loving it.” “I wish I was there too.” Suddenly I was breathless with excitement. “Jeanne’s on her hands and knees. Bobby is fucking her from behind while She’s sucking Mark’s cock. Your wife loves having a cock in her mouth and a cock in her cunt. I do too. There’s only one thing we both love more” I asked, “What’s that?” “Sucking a cock while we’re getting fucked in the ass.” “Jeanne told me she enjoys that.” Abby giggled. “I do too. Your wife and I are both kinky.” I chuckled. “I wish there were more men like you, men who understand women like us. Michael, Jeanne loves you so much. She talks about you constantly. In her eyes you’re the finest man on the planet. Hell, I’ve heard so much about you that I think I might be in love with you too.” “I understand that you already have a nice husband.” “Luther? Yes, he’s very nice, but ours is a marriage of convenience. We lead separate lives. He accepts my dalliances and I accept his. While we’re close friends, there isn’t much romance in our marriage. Luther doesn’t have time for romance.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be, we’re both happy, we both have full lives.” “Do you miss having a little romance in your life?” “Frankly Michael, I’m not very good at romance either, at least not long term romance. I seem to be better at lust, short term lust.” Suddenly in the background I heard Jeanne cry out, “Oh yeah! That’s right! Fuck me you dirty son of a bitch! Fuck me hard with your great big dick.” “I think my wife is pretty good at lust too.” I was chuckling again. “She is. She’s getting ready to cum. She cums really easily now.” “She told me that last izmir escort bayan night.” Abby giggled. “I do too, I guess lots of practice makes it easier.” Jeanne screamed, “Mother Fucker!” And then she started to cry and laugh at the same time. I listened. Hearing Jeanne have an orgasm while another man was fucking her created a hodgepodge of emotional reactions for me. Of course there was a twinge of jealousy. I expected that and realized it was going to be an issue for me for sometime. A lifetime of conditioning wasn’t easily overcome. Rationally I now understood that I didn’t have any need to be jealous. Jeanne loved me and I was confident that she would never leave me for another man. Still, it was going to take time before I was free of all my doubts and worries. I have to admit that I was also envious. Prior to San Francisco and San Antonio orgasms had been rare for Jeanne. I wanted to be with her to share her pleasure. As I considered that, I realized that it was no longer essential for me to be the creator of her orgasms. I remembered Charles Montgomery’s word’s, “It’s fun to see the woman you love enjoying herself.” I now understood that Jeanne’s pleasure was my pleasure. Mixed in with all of this was a healthy dose of excitement, raw sexual excitement. It was unexplainable and undeniable, but it didn’t bother me anymore. I finally understood that it didn’t need an explanation, it just was. Smiling, I said to Abby, “She’s become a screamer.” Abby said, “Yes she has. I have to admit that I am too.” “I think that’s good.” “I’m glad you feel that way.” There was a pause. After a moment Abby said, “Michael, can I ask you something?” “Of course.” “After you come home will you fuck me?” I laughed. “I’ve never had a woman I’ve never met ask me that.” “Did I offend you?” Abby sounded hurt. “No, not at all, in fact I enjoy your honesty. I guess I should check with Jeanne.” “Michael, as we speak Jeanne is sucking a man’s cock while another man is fucking her. Do you really think you need to get her permission to fuck me or that she would dream of denying you that permission?” “No, I don’t, but please understand, this is all very new to me. Last August I was a staid accountant living in an upper middle class suburb with his equally staid wife. Suddenly everything changed. My life changed. Not knowing how to cope, I left. I traveled. During the course of my travels I was fortunate enough to meet several sexual free spirits. They helped me adapt to the radical change that was occurring in my life. Time has helped too, but I’m still trying to figure out how I fit into all of this.” “Your wife loves you, she wants you to be happy. That’s all that really matters to her. I know she’s told you that if you asked her to do it, she’d give all of this up and go back to your old life without a second thought or regret. Believe me, she’s telling you the truth.” “Yes, she’s told me that. Neither of us want that, but suddenly this is all very confusing.” “Why?” “Specifically? Right now?” “Yes.” “Abby, I’m afraid you’re offering me a mercy fuck.” There was a long silence. Finally Abby said, “Michael my first reaction to that was to be deeply offended.” “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” “No, I understand. It’s okay. You really are confused about all of this. Michael, we’ve never met, but I’ve heard so much about you that I feel like we’re intimate friends. Jeanne and Ruth are now my closest friends and both of them consider you to be the finest man on the planet.” She paused. “No, that’s not quite true. In Ruth’s case you’re the second finest man on the planet. David is ahead of you.” “As he should be.” “He’s a good guy, he really is. That’s why we’re trying so hard to fulfill his fantasies. Michael, David is a submissive masochist. He loves being teased and denied. At this moment another man is fucking his wife in Jeanne’s boudoir. He’s out here. His cock is locked in a chastity cage. He’s kissing my feet while your wife is having a threesome with two other men and he knows that he isn’t even going to be allowed to cum.” “And this is what he wants?” “This is exactly what he wants.” “The speaker phone is on, correct?” “Yes,” “So he can hear everything we’re saying.” “That’s right and it’s very humiliating for him.” “David, I’m sorry.” Abby said, “Don’t be. Michael this has become a wonderful little group. We now get together at least once a week. We’ve become good friends. We all get to act out our personal fantasies and nobody judges anyone. It’s fun. Afterward we always have a glass of wine together and talk about what we enjoyed.” “Do Ruth and her boyfriend join you?” “Of course, but Matt and Ruth are still getting to know each other. They prefer to do their exploration in private. Being excluded from the bedroom also drives David wild.” “I’m not sure I understand.” “David is a submissive masochist. izmir escort Never forget that.” “Ms. Abby, may I please be allowed to speak to Mr. Michael.” “Of course slave, but remember your place. You’re speaking to a superior.” “Yes ma’am, I’ll remember.” “Michael, our slave, David would like to speak to you.” “Michael?” It was David’s voice. “Yes David.” “Please don’t think badly of me. I don’t know why I like to be treated like a slave, but I do. I now realize that I’ve had these desires ever since I was in college.” “I don’t think badly of you David. You’re not hurting anyone and it seems like Jeanne, Abby and Ruth all enjoy playing these games with you.” Abby said, “We do, especially me. David has become my personal toy. Isn’t that right slave.” David said, “Yes Ms. Abby.” “We’re also really good friends.” “Yes we are.” There was a pause and then David said, “I know you’ve heard that before we were married Ruth was pretty wild.” “Yes I have.” “When I met Ruth I’d heard rumors about her reputation. That was one of the many reasons I was attracted to her. I’ve always had fantasies about her seeing other men. I was also captivated by her assertive personality.” I chuckled. Ruth has always liked to be in charge. It was one of the qualities that made her such a good office manager. David continued. “We’ve always had a wife led marriage. We didn’t call it that. We didn’t actually even acknowledge it, but that’s what it was. Ruth has always taken care of our finances. She has always had the final say in all of our important decisions. Even the kids know that if they want permission to do something they have to talk to their mother.” I said, “It makes sense that she should take care of your finances. She does work in an accounting office.” “Of course, but it also had a lot to do with our personalities. While Ruth was running our family, I was taking care of it. I’ve always done all the cooking and cleaning. I do the laundry for everyone. Before I leave for work in the morning I’ve always made breakfast and packed a lunch for everyone while Ruth sits at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.” “I didn’t know that.” “It was never a deliberate decision. We both simply fell into the roles that were comfortable for each of us. Michael, on our first Christmas together Ruth gave me an apron. I never questioned it. I appreciated it. It made sense to me. Every Christmas since then she’s given me another apron. The kids have never questioned it either. It’s just the way we live.” “You’ve always seemed happy to me.” “We are happy. We’ve always had a happy marriage, but now that we’re actually acknowledging and formally defining our roles we’re even happier. Ruth has always been my leader and I have always been her servant. Finally recognizing and admitting it is very satisfying.” “What about your kids?” “Again its never been formally acknowledged, but they have always understood that Ruth was the decision maker in our family. When they want something they might come to me for assistance or advice, but they both have always understood that all final decisions rest with Ruth.” “But are they aware of the recent clarification of your roles?” “No, of course not. They’re teenagers. My intimate relationship with Ruth shouldn’t be shared with them. When they’re out of college I suspect we’ll reveal a little more about the true nature of our marriage, but until then we’re going to continue to try to be discreet.” “So they don’t know about Matt Haynes.” “They’ve met him. We’ve introduced him as a mutual friend. Again, when they’re out of college we’ll probably reveal more about Matt’s relationship with Ruth, or whoever her boyfriend is at that time.” “So as far as your concerned you see this new relationship as permanent. Ruth is always going to have a boyfriend.” Chuckling, David said, “I hope certainly hope so.” “You’re enjoying this life.” “Michael, I can’t begin to explain it, but I really am.” “Then I’m happy for you.” “Thank you Michael, thank you for understanding.” In the background I heard Jeanne say, “Abby, send our slave over. I want Bobby to do me in my butt. The slave needs to prepare me.” Abby said, “Slave, Ms. Jeanne requires your service.” “Yes, Ms. Abby, right away. Michael I have to go. Duty calls.” Laughing, he added, “It’s a tough job, but someone has to do it.” “Enjoy yourself David.” Still laughing, he said, “Don’t worry, I am. Hell, I’m having the time of my life.” I heard the sounds of movement and then a man’s voice. “Come here Abby, I’m ready for some more fucking.” Abby answered, “That’s an invitation I’ll never decline. Michael, Mark and I are going to play. I’ll leave the phone on speaker so you can listen.” “Thanks Abby, have fun.” “Baby, I always have fun.” The man’s voice again. I gathered it was Mark. “I’m going to sit down right here. I want you to straddle me.” “You want to be able to play with my tits while we fuck.” “Damn right, but I also want to watch Bobby fuck Jeanne’s butt.” “You’re mind is just as dirty as mine.” Abby was giggling. Mark laughed. Abby gasped. “Damn that feels good going in.” There was a pause and then I heard the steady rhythm of two people fucking.
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