Arthur Borrows My Wife Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Arthur Borrows My Wife Pt. 02

... interspersed with moans designed to make things even harder for me. "Cum in me just like Arthur did!"

She played me like a fiddle and pushed me over the edge. I roared, gripping her hips and thrusting as deep into her as I could go. My dick swelled and spurted what little cum I had left into her waiting womb.

I took a step back, letting my rapidly deflating dick slide out of her. Annie stood up, using the cooling water to wash her messy pussy while giggling at me. I was satisfied, but also embarrassed that the third time in just a few short hours didn't last longer.

When the water got too cold for us to handle, we climbed out and toweled off. I began getting ready for a day at work similar to, but so different from, all the others before. Annie and I shared a few knowing looks as we got ready, but nothing more was said about the prior night. After a quick hug and kiss, I reluctantly headed to the office.

I don't know what I was expecting that day, but it was eerily normal. Co-workers asked both Arthur and me about the game, but that's all we commented on. I expected a few knowing looks or comments from my boss throughout the day, but it was business as usual. That actually messed with me more, as I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, for him to needle me about Annie, but he was the perfect gentleman.

The rest of the week followed a similar pattern to Monday. Annie's sex drive was cranked up to 11 while Arthur was rock steady. I tried to play private ...

... detective, searching for clues and trying to tie loose ends together. I'm not proud of this, but I even checked Annie's phone one night after she'd gone to bed, looking for texts and emails between the two of them. There was nothing. She didn't even have him down as a contact. Whether it was intentional or not, by going easy on me they were making my decision even harder.

In my quiet moments, I tried to figure out just what I was going to say when Friday inevitably came around. I'm sure it sounds odd from the outside, but Annie having sex with someone else wasn't the problem. We'd both experienced - and loved - that in the past and wanted to do it more in the future. I loved watching her in the throes of passion whether it was with me or another man.

The problem was how complicated things could get. We'd always played away from home to safeguard our lives and reputations. The last thing either of us wanted was word getting back to our families about some of our extracurricular fun. While on vacation, we figured that risk was near zero. In our hometown, with my boss, that risk jumped significantly.

I was still going back and forth in my head on Thursday afternoon when a calendar invite popped into my inbox. It was from Arthur, scheduling a "planning" meeting with me at 5 pm Friday afternoon. It didn't take a genius to figure out what kind of planning we were going to be discussing.

After the kids went to bed Thursday night, I settled in on the couch and attempted - with ...