Glamour Shots, Chapter 19 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 19

... I touch Allison, and do those things where I can sort of sit back and see how she responds…that is pretty intense for me too. So yeah, I guess I understand, in a way – but don’t you get incredibly jealous?” He nodded. “That’s part of it. I get very jealous, even humiliated a little bit, and very nervous about it – what if she doesn’t want me anymore? If he’s better than me? But I know she loves me, and that she always will…still, the risk factor is part of it, Dave, of the thrill. Maybe a big part.” “I guess I’ll have to take your word for that. It’s not something I can claim to understand; it would destroy me.” I looked at him for a moment. “Oscar, I gotta ask: Why Charlie, of all people?” He laughed out loud. “I know, right? But in many ways, he’s the ideal guy for it; he has an insatiable sex drive; he’s hung, and he can fuck her until she passes out; he loves it, the whole game, making me jealous and making her come in front of me; and, most important, he won’t get attached. Charlie knows it’s just fun and games, and he has no deep emotional ties to her, no designs on Irene. Most importantly, when I finally talked her into it, and asked if she thought of any particular guy that she might be interested in, her first thought was that it had to be someone we knew, that she was comfortable with…and Charlie was the one she came up with!” I could well imagine that they had encountered little if any resistance from Charlie, when approached! “That must have just about blown ...

... your mind, huh?” He shrugged. “Yes and no. He’s always been very nice to her, and let’s face it, Dave; for whatever reason, women love the guy.” He paused, and then chuckled. “And it didn’t hurt in the least when we found out that he was hung like he is – although, in all honesty, I think that was more important to me than it was to her…not that I’ve heard any complaints from her either, you understand.” I was somewhat taken aback, first that he would tell me any of that, and second that he’d so easily acknowledge that the “well-hung lover” part of the fantasy was primarily his. “But Irene is good with it now, in spite of being not so enthused at the beginning?” “Are you kidding? She’s enjoying it so much…and you wanna know something weird?” “You mean there’s something else?” He laughed. “Yes! I actually think our love life has gotten better, like it’s added a whole new spark. Damnedest thing, and we held off so long, mostly because she was scared. We both were, but her, mostly. Afraid it would break us up, but it’s made us better.” “Well, I guess I’m happy for you, even if I don’t get it. Different strokes, as they say; but as far as me thinking badly of you and Irene, forget it! You two seem very happy; that’s what counts, right?” He nodded, smiling. “Don’t hassle Charlie about it either, okay? I know you think of it as a risk to the company, but trust me, Irene and I are not looking to harm anyone. We’ll sign something to that effect, if you need us to.” I laughed. “Thanks, ...