TITLE    : The Week Ch. 04-05
STORYID  : the-week-ch-04-05
SUMMARY  : Chapters 4 &5 of a 13 Chapter, 150 page wife-watching story.
AUTHOR   : feverman@lit
DATE     : 2012-10-06
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |mmf threesome|oral|prostitute|exhib|limo sex|strip club|regrets|wife-watching|


<em>Note: The Week is a 13 Chapter, 150 page, novella-length, wife-sharing story. I feel obligated to suggest you will not fully understand the storyline or the contents of individual chapters unless you start at the beginning. In any case, I hope you enjoy the story. Feverman. Copyright 2011, 2012 Chad Sanders, all rights reserved. </em>



Chapter 4 - Day 2, Uneasy feelings



Lee and I made a sandwich of Sarah and we slept together. Sarah was first out of bed the next morning. After her shower, she slipped into a very short silk robe and started breakfast for us. While Lee showered, I put on a pair of shorts and talked to Sarah. She prepared our food with me stealing glances of her ass cheeks or breasts when she bent over even a little.



"How are you feeling about what we did last night, sweetheart?" I inquired.



"It was so much better than I imagined, not that I had imagined many good things beforehand," she said. "Lee was the perfect man for me to do it with. He is so nice to me and oh my god, Ryan, he is such a wonderful lover. Can you believe he gave me that necklace? I am so happy you picked Lee for this..." Sarah rattled on and on.



Excitement and joy radiated from her body language, facial expressions and voice. She didn't seem to notice the silk material sliding off her breast and putting them on display for me as she used her hands and arms to add emphasis to her excited monolog. It was as if she had taken a happy pill and snorted a line of speed to top it off. I asked about something that happened during the night and she went off again talking a mile a minute about how wonderful the night had been and how good Lee had been as she gave me an inadvertent, little peep-show in the process.



I know that I should have been just as joyously happy as she was, and on one level I was. The events of the night before were more thrilling than anything I had ever experienced, and I went deeper into the wonderful, lustful feeling of sexual nirvana than with any sexual experience I had ever had. But, that was only the upside. The downside was that I also felt jealousy and a little hurt, or disappointed, or something along those lines at the realization I alone hadn't been able to take my wife to such a high place of sexual satisfaction as Lee had. I knew Lee had just done his part, and as Sarah had said, he was a perfect gentleman and a perfect sexual partner for her, but somehow I felt a bit upstaged. I had doubts about the wisdom of sharing Sarah with him and I suddenly wished this thing we were now deeply into could have been only a one night fling. I wished for the impossible, that we could have time alone together to adjust to the powerful emotional experience, time to let our feelings and emotions settle down, just the two of us.



However, my present reality was far different than my wishes at the moment. It was obvious listening to Sarah that she had a much different vision of our short-term future. Her expectations were for more of the same. I had every reason to believe Sarah was ready for a full week of Lee, and me of course, but the promise of more of the wonderful, passionate interaction with her new lover was clearly in the forefront of her mind.



Sarah was still rattling on when Lee came in fully dressed for work to join us. "Talking about me?" he asked with a cheerful voice. She had been, of course.



She gave him a warm smile, and enthusiastically greeted Lee by saying, "Yes, you fantastic lover. I was." She walked straight over and kissed him with like he was me. I hadn't even gotten a good-morning peck on the cheek. 



Lee and I took seats at the dining table. Sarah served us breakfast and then joined us. She was still wound up and she enthusiastically went back over the events of her wonderful evening with us, sharing all the same details I had just listened to her excitedly proclaim a few minutes earlier. So, when I finished eating, I told them, "Time for me to shower. I'll be back in a few minutes."



As I was about to enter the hallway, I couldn't help but add, "No fooling around when I am out of the room." As soon as I said it, I wished I hadn't. I didn't want either of them to know how jealous, or insecure, or both I felt at the moment, not even jokingly.



Sarah's answer was not what I expected and it was certainly not the response I wanted. She looked at me with no sign of understanding or sympathy, and told me, "I will if I feel like it. You don't always have to be in the room, Ryan."



"Just kidding, honey," I said and walked on down the hallway.



I wasn't only kidding, even though I had said what I did in a way that could be viewed as joking. I didn't like her response at all. I didn't like what she said to me and I didn't like the way she said it.



I stayed under the shower longer than usual letting the hot water soothe me. I thought about, and questioned, what I had done to our marriage with this threesome thing. I wondered if we would, or even could be, the same ever again. I even considered a number of ways to put an end to the activities immediately, but decided I wasn't ready to do anything so drastic, not at that point anyway. I wanted to, but I knew it would be almost impossible to end things this quickly without causing relationship problems with both of them.



When I came into the dining area Lee and Sarah were sitting at the table drinking coffee and talking. He was rubbing her foot and telling her about some things Denise had liked him to do for her. Her skimpy, little robe was hanging casually open, exposing her otherwise naked body to Lee.



I asked, "Ready?"



Lee let go of Sarah's foot gently, stood, and said, "Ready."



Sarah didn't bother to close her robe when she hugged and kissed Lee and then me. "Happy birthday, love. Have a great day. I hope you like my next present as much as the one last night," she told me as we hugged.



I wanted to talk to Sarah about my unexpected feelings of jealousy and my unsettling worries, so I told her, "Call me later. I have a couple of things I want to discuss before tonight. Okay?" 



"I will, birthday boy," she promised and smiled, still radiating her joy.



It was obvious to me Sarah had no idea about my inner conflicts. Her innocent happiness caused me to doubt whether I should mention my personal turmoil to her. On the way to our office, Lee was so enthusiastic and pleased with his unexpected reception from Sarah and me, he didn't give me much of a chance to tell him about my feelings, especially the uncomfortable ones.



We arrived at the office and began working without my saying anything that revealed my inner struggles. The logic of the main control program of the robot had been worked pretty tight the previous day. What we had to do then was add detail and exception instructions for the various activities the robot was designed to do. This part of the process was best done with the chip designer and the end-user present, so we spent the day with my client. The three of us worked through the logic of what to do when the numerous sensors reported back errors or other conditions, and I noted the actions the client recommended and wrote the required logic. Lee was there to proof my logic diagrams and make sure the recommended actions were realistic and doable. By three-thirty p.m. we were done with the client. I finished my logic diagrams and notes, and we headed home just before four p.m. As my mental focus shifted from work to personal matters, I suddenly remembered Sarah hadn't called. So, I called her.



"Hi, honey," she answered, and immediately and enthusiastically asked, "Ready to see me do even more for you tonight?"



"Probably so," I told her, "But, you were supposed to call me today. Remember?"



"Oh my goodness, I was so busy with your birthday preparations I forgot, but we can talk now. What's on your mind?" she explained.



"Nothing that important or urgent... we can talk when I get home," I told her. I didn't want to say what I had to share with Sarah in front of Lee, so I changed the subject and informed her, "We took off early and are on our way home as you requested. What are we doing tonight?"



"We are going out as soon as you can get ready. The rest is a surprise," she told me. I could tell she was barely containing her excitement.



"Okay, great," I told her and added, "I love you more than you will ever know."



"Not as much as I love you," she said and sent me some kisses through the phone.



Neither Lee nor I had said a word about the previous night after our morning commute and we had worked though lunch with my client. Actually we ordered sandwiches from a local shop and had them delivered. I thought it time to break the ice about my feeling and eased into it by asking, "Did you enjoy Sarah as much as it looked like you did?"



"Probably more," Lee said, "She is so perfect it makes me envy you, Ryan. I have never been with a woman so hot, affectionate and responsive. She ate me alive and I loved every second I shared with her."



"She certainly seemed to enjoy you, Lee," I told him.



Lee replied, "I know. That really surprised me. Like I started to tell you last night, I have been in some threesomes and other multi-partner situations with Denise, but being with your wife last night was way better than any of those experiences. In the heat of it all, I almost blurted out that I loved her, Ryan, because I truly felt a deep sense of sincere affection for Sarah. I got lost in her more than once."



"Is that going to be a problem for you?" I asked.



"No. I don't think so. It is just that I miss my wife so much and having Sarah be so loving and wonderful to me somehow bypassed my emotional defenses. I gave her all the passion in me, and amazingly, I felt the same from her. I remember you telling her to let go and show me the real her, but I didn't really expect it, not like that," Lee shared.



I know Lee meant well, but I didn't find a bit of comfort in his words. I considered the wisdom of sharing my true feelings with Lee briefly and then decided to push forward. I told him, "I was never as turned on as I was watching the two of you make love, but I also had some unexpected negative emotions, jealousy, fear of losing her, and other uncomfortable feelings at times. It was a strange mixture of conflicting desires and emotions. I know Sarah loves me with all her heart and she was doing exactly what I asked. But, those things also made it difficult for me to stop the action or even slow things down some like I really wanted to do on a few occasions. There were moments when I felt like the water suddenly got too deep for me, Lee, like I was in over my head."



"Wow, Ryan, I didn't see that coming. You looked calm and in total control of your feelings all night," Lee stated, and continued, "but, I know exactly how you feel. I have been there too."



Lee was still engrossed in deep, reflective thought when I looked at him again a few moments later. Finally I asked, "How so, Lee?"



"Oh, sorry," he said and explained. "It was with Denise. There was never a reason to tell you this, but Denise had an abnormality. Her vagina was large, much larger than any other woman I have been with. You may have noticed that I have a pretty large tool. Denise was not a virgin by any means when we met, but I was the first man to satisfy her. Even with my size, she was capable of taking on men much larger than me. She had her first vaginal climax with me and it rocked her world. She worshiped me from that day on. Somewhere along the way, I developed, or discovered this recurring fantasy to watch her with other men, and eventually I talked her into it. She was very reluctant and refused my requests for months. I finally arranged for two studs with dicks that make mine look small to party with us one night. I got her drunk enough to agree to fuck them for me. She went animalistic on me and fucked both of them until they couldn't get hard another time. A few days later, she came to me and said we needed to talk. I knew from her expression it wasn't going to be good. She simply explained that she needed more of them or other men equally endowed from time to time, that they had satisfied her in a way nothing else ever had. I was crushed, Ryan, humiliated, sick with regret and I felt like a total fool."



"How did you handle it?" I asked.



Lee explained, "To make a long story short, we worked out a deal to let her play with a lover with a huge dick on a regular basis, but with some specific details of our arrangement, or rules if you prefer. Basically we agreed she would never do anything behind my back. I had to be informed ahead of time and be with her whenever she did anything with another man. She tried a number of relationships with her enjoying a lover once a month or so, but for various reasons none of them worked out well over the long haul. One or the other of them always wound up wanting more from the relationship than the other could give. When the last one of them stood her up on their regular date night, we decided to try something more practical. We joined a couple of swingers' clubs, and truthfully, that was the best solution we found. Denise met a number of very well-endowed male friends at the clubs and we always went on nights when one of them was going to be there. I could either watch Denise having sex, or I could go find someone to play with. Mostly I watched her and her lover, or lovers, and enjoyed doing so. Well, I enjoyed it most of the time anyway."



"Wow, I had no idea," I commented.



"It was not exactly the type of thing I could share with you, not until something allowed us to break out of the formality of our business relationship and become more personal with each other, something like the events last night," Lee said.



We were pulling up to the house and I wanted to talk more. My head was full of questions. However, under the circumstances, I had to settle for a quick request. "Remember me telling you about my jealous feelings?" I asked Lee.



"Yes, Ryan, sure I do," he replied.



"Do what you can to help me out with them, Lee. I know Sarah will want to spend a lot of time with you while you are here and we need to work out a signal for you to send her back to me for some relief from the stress I may feel at times," I told him.



"Sure; absolutely," Lee agreed, "Just signal me when Sarah isn't looking and I will push her back your way."



"I appreciate it, friend. This is all so new to us and having you here for a week is wonderful, but I haven't had time for my mind to adjust to the unexpected negative feelings that pop up at times. Like you said, you have been there too and you know," I shared.



"No problem. I do understand and I will be sensitive to what I know you are going through. But, Ryan, you need to understand that feeling some jealousy is perfectly normal. It is simply part of the package. My only advice to you would be to share what I was once told. My mentor of sorts advised me to accept and learn to enjoy my jealous feelings, to use those types of feelings to fuel my sexual pleasure. I know it sounds contradictory and it wasn't always easy for me either. It took awhile, but it really helped me when I learned to master my jealous feelings, to let them excite me and add to my arousal. You're going to be fine," Lee told me and patted me on the shoulder, reassuring me.



Chapter 5 - My Birthday Present



My mind was awash with thoughts when we walked into the house to meet Sarah. She was sitting in the great room talking with a very attractive and well-dressed, young, blonde woman I didn't know. Both women wore business suits which struck me as a bit odd. I assumed the woman was a saleswoman and they were negotiating some sort of transaction.



"Hi, honey. Happy birthday!" she said as she jumped up to hug and kiss me.



Sarah put a kiss to remember on me. Her aggressive behavior and her sensual kiss got me rock hard. She pressed her soft lips to mine, teased me with her tongue and subtly ground her body against my rapidly-growing dick. It went on for so long I finally stopped her and reminded Sarah we had company. "Want to introduce us to you friend?" I asked.



"Oh, sure," Sarah said, "This is Cat, short for Cathy. She is your date tonight!"



"What?" I heard myself say in disbelief.



"I hired her to be you date tonight and to do anything you want, and I mean anything," she told me. Sarah turned to Cat and asked, "Right, Cat?"



"That's right, Ryan. Your loving wife got you the full "sex slave" package. Until two a.m. tomorrow morning, I am your willing servant to use as you please. Just in case you are wondering, I don't have any STDs. I only work a couple of nights a month and it is almost always with a repeat client. You are my first new client in a long time." Cat explained.



"Interesting, "I commented and added, "And, will you really do whatever I tell you to do?"



"Yes, I will," Cat said, giving me a submissive, sultry and very willing look as she did.



"Wow," I expressed my surprise. I thought for a second and a wonderful thought popped into my mind. I told her, "Cat, I want you to take our guest, Lee, to the guest bedroom and make him feel special for a little while."



Sarah started to protest, but I cut her off after, "Wait a minute..." I told her, "It is my birthday and she is my sex slave. I want her to spend some time with Lee first."



"But, she was for you, so you wouldn't be alone... I was going to do more with Lee for you to watch," Sarah said, explaining her reason for hiring Cat.



I responded, "I can see your plan clearly and it was wonderful of you to set this up for me, honey. It is the most caring and thoughtful gift I can remember, but I want to be alone with you for a little while. We have all night to do the other things you have planned, don't we?"



Before Sarah could answer, I turned to Cat and asked, "Are you okay with that, Cat?"



"Sure," Cat told me. She turned to Sarah and said, "You told me there might be some partner swapping, remember?"



I liked Cat already. Not only was she drop-dead gorgeous, she was a straight shooter.



Sarah stubbornly tried again, "But..."



"Whose birthday is it?" I cut her off before she could argue more.



"Okay, fine," she begrudgingly consented. "Fine," meaning, "Not fine at all, but I guess I will go along with this even though I don't like it one freaking, little bit."



"Lee, would you prefer some privacy here or in one of the bedrooms?" I pointedly asked.



"I'll take Cat to the guest bedroom," he said, and asked, "How long should we stay?"



"At least twenty minutes," I told him.



Sarah didn't look the least bit happy as they left the room. As soon and Lee and Cat were gone she told me so. "You're screwing up my birthday present to you," she chided me with a look of total frustration written on her face.



"A little maybe, but like I said, we have all night. If you had called me today like you said you would, maybe I wouldn't have had to send her off with Lee to get a moment to talk with my wife about something that is bothering me. I'll get to my problem in a minute, but I want to know something first. Is your anger due to your being jealous about Cat being with Lee?"



My question caught Sarah off guard. I could see a flush of embarrassment spread across her face.



"Oh my god, is it that obvious?" she replied.



I answered her and launched into what I wanted to talk to her about, "Yes, and jealousy and possessiveness are exactly the things I wanted to talk to you about. You really hurt my feelings this morning when I said something about doing things with Lee when I was out of the room. You essentially told me you would do whatever you wanted with Lee whether or not I was present. Not only that, I had a much harder time last night watching you with Lee than I ever thought I would. I had bouts of jealousy, penis envy and all kinds of insecure feeling along the way. It was still the biggest turn on of my life, but it was far from being just a simple pleasure for me to observe you enjoying sex with him. That is what I wanted to talk to you about before we got started tonight, and that was the reason I asked you to call me."

<hr pg="2" />"Oh my god, honey, I had no idea. I am so sorry. I guess I got caught up in Lee's visit, the unexpected pleasure of the things we did... oh, and with making the final arrangements for your birthday, you know, with Cat and the things we have planned for you," she explained. 



Sarah thought for a second and asked, "What do we need to do to work this out? What do we do now?"



"I don't think we need to change what you have planned, but I need you to do some things for me," I told her and waited for her to respond. I wanted to gage her willingness to cooperate. I wanted to see her mentally return to me, to the mental state of being my faithful wife. Actually, what I wanted was to hear her say she was willing to set aside her plans to run wild another night with Lee because she loved me, not him.



"Like what?" she simply asked.



"First of all, like agreeing that you are my loyal wife and that you want to please me too, even while you are having a wonderful time with our mutual friend," I heard myself say to her.



Sarah could be stubborn when challenged, but I saw her let go of her pride and switch from defensive to caring and agreeable. "Okay, honey. I do want to please you most of all. I am sorry I got so carried away, but didn't you tell me to give everything I had to Lee, to let go completely and show him the woman that made you so proud?"



"Yes, I did, and you did that beautifully. Don't misunderstand. I am very proud of you. One of the things I have to learn to manage as we live out this week is to deal with my jealousy and the insecurities that surfaced watching you with Lee. He has a good bit of experience with threesome and other types of group sex with Denise. I'm sure he will tell you all about them if you want to know more, but watching him bring you to so many obviously wonderful orgasms, has me feeling a bit inadequate, as if I was not quite as good a lover as he is. I just need for you to be aware of that and keep me feeling connected and loved while you enjoy Lee."



"Do you mean back off some and not let myself go so completely?" she asked.



"No, I don't mean that, not at all. I want you to get everything you can from the experience. I just want to feel that you still love me with all your heart while you do it. Does that make sense?"



"Yes, I think I understand what you are going through. I guess I just got a little taste of it when you sent Cat off with Lee. I mean she is young, beautiful, and has much more sexual experience than me. She is a professional at making men feel good no matter what they want or expect from her. How am I supposed to compete with that? Getting her for you didn't make me feel that same jealousy, because I am so secure with your love. I know Cat is just a one night fling with a paid pro for you, but letting her loose with my new lover caused some unexpected jealous feeling to flare up in me. Like you just described, I have this fear of being totally upstaged. She could make me seem like a pathetic second best, a total amateur," she shared.



I told her, "Thank you, Sarah, for understanding and being so honest. There is no way Lee will feel more attracted to Cat than to you. Trust me on that. Lee is crazy about you, the whole you, not just your sexual abilities. He wouldn't choose Cat over you on a thousand dollar bet. I want you and Lee to fully enjoy each other. I just needed to let you understand that while this sharing arrangement is a truly welcomed sexual pleasure for me, it has its downside too. I'd like for you to help me minimize that downside. Now that we have that behind us, let's get on with having a great birthday celebration. What do you say?"



"Absolutely," she agreed. Sarah grinned at me as she unzipped my pants and pulled them down. She was giving me a very satisfying blow job when we heard Lee and Cat returning. Sarah didn't stop until they were seated in the room, watching us.



"More of this later," she told me after she pulled her mouth off my dick. She kissed the head one last time and announced, "We have some other things planned we need to do now."



Sarah looked at a note by the kitchen phone and dialed the number on it. "Hi again, this is Sarah. We're ready," is all she said.



"So, Lee, how was your quickie?" Sarah asked when she returned to the room.



"Wonderful," Lee said without any explanation of what they did, much to Sarah's distress.



Her curiosity had her dying to know and she outright asked Lee, "What did you do?"



"The same thing you and Ryan did," Lee told her.



"How much of your monster cock could she swallow?" Sarah boldly and unexpectedly asked.



Before he could answer, a knock came at the door. "I'll get that," I told them.



"Not as much as you did last night," Lee told her. I later learned he had lied. I appreciated that he was sensitive to Sarah's jealous feelings and was more concerned with my wife's mental wellbeing than being totally honest. He later told me Cat had sucked him like no woman ever, that she buried her nose in his pubic hair with every bit of his dick in her mouth and shoved down her throat, and that she sucked him off in record time. "It was just wonderful beyond words," he told me the next day as we talked over the night. By then I knew from personal experience he was not exaggerating about Cat's talents.



I opened the door to find a uniformed limo driver. On the drive to the VIP Gold Club, I got my first feel of Cat's talented mouth on my cock. By the time we reached the club, I had come in her mouth too, and she had swallowed every drop of my cum. I loved the wonderful feeling of Cat sucking my cock while I watched Lee passionately making out with Sarah and using his skilled fingers to bring her to orgasm. When Sarah began to hit the familiar, high-pitched notes with her moans and squeals of pleasure, Cat took me over the top. Oh damn, that was a big one! I was dizzy for a short while in the aftermath of that powerful climax it was so mind-blowing good.



Inside the club, Cat led us to a private room that overlooked the main stage where the strippers performed. She gave me a hot kiss on my mouth and said, "Be back in a few." Sarah made us drinks. I noticed she seemed very familiar with the location of the liquor cabinet and where the glasses and ice were stored. By the time Sarah served us, Cat came back in wearing a red baby-doll and matching panty. Sarah excused herself to change.



Cat did a strip show for us and it was awesome. Watching her dance, I got a good feel for how athletic and limber she was. She stripped and made a wonderful show of it. Cat contorted her body for us in the most provocative ways. He erotic poses were seductively suggestive of many highly-unusual positions to fuck her in, positions in which most women couldn't offer themselves to a man even with months of practice. It was damned impressive and very inviting! Once she had finished her wild, wonderful, contortionist show and was naked, she assisted in stripping me first and then Lee.



"Showtime," Cat announced when we were both fully naked. I fully expected Sarah to come back in and do a similar striptease for us, but that was not what was on their agenda. Cat knelt between us and took a dick in each hand. "Watch the girls," she told us as she slowly stroked our cocks.



A lovely redhead with a small patch of matching red pussy hair finished her routine and either the smoking-hot redhead or Cat's soft hand stroking my dick got me rock hard again. She definitely knew how to handle a dick, but in another instant mine went soft anyway. The next dancer to perform on the main stage was my wife.



"Holy shit!" I blurted out when Sarah appeared. She marched around the stage wearing a full leather garter, fishnet hose and a leather mini skirt. She carried a short horse-whip which she expertly cracked several times to get the attention of the many men watching her. 



I couldn't believe my eyes. "Did you know about this?" I asked Lee.



"No," Lee said.



I noticed her presence on stage had the opposite effect on Lee. He was rock hard watching Sarah parade around dressed and behaving as she was. 



Sarah stopped at the end of the stage with her feet spread wide apart so the men directly in front and below her could look up her skirt. She seductively pulled up her skirt to give the men a peek at her naked, shaved pussy. Sarah spun around and bent over. She then pulled up her leather skirt enough give the same men a different view of the bottom of her beautiful ass cheeks and pussy. She moved around the stage and did the same routine for the men sitting along both side wings. Before her first song ended, Sarah had the top of the full-bodied garter peeled down off her tits and had fully show them to everyone present. She disappeared into the back as the music died.



"Wow, I am speechless!" I commented. Cat just grinned knowingly at me and I noticed by then my dick was throbbing hard again.



The music resumed and my loving, once-reserved, wife came back onto the stage completely naked. She did a respectable although not world-class dance performance. Sarah made up for her lack of professional, nude-dancing experience by being very personal to the men in the front rows. She rolled across the stage, stopped and spread her pussy open for each of the men that were anywhere close enough to share eye contact with her. Watching her visually interact with the men in the club was the most erotic part to me. She teased them with her eyes and smiles as she opened up and let them enjoy seeing her most private body parts in a very inviting way. She was both proud and graceful. She looked as good as any pro picking up her tips and thanking her tippers, making eye contact, smiling warmly at them and repeatedly saying, "Thank you," as she shared a final second of visual interaction with her appreciative admirers.



A moment after she walked off the stage to a hearty applause, she burst into our VIP room and flung two handfuls of money at me. "Happy birthday, honey," she excitedly told me, relieved to be done with her show and as proud as she could be of herself.



"That was amazing and so professional looking. I can't believe you did that for me," I told her, knowing she was dying to hear me say something really positive. 



"It truly was," Lee added.



"Perfect," Cat said.



Sarah crawled onto the sofa and straddled me. "Now, honey, you get to do what all those men out there wanted to do with me," she told me with wild arousal in her voice. "You get first shot at my burning-hot pussy, love."



I assumed by "first shot" she was referring to Lee later on, but I wasn't completely sure she didn't mean more than just Lee. Her bizarre new behavior had me confused and I wasn't at that moment the least bit sure what the limits of her wildness would be. I didn't have much time to consider it either. Sarah hungrily guided by dick to her wet, slick pussy and dropped her wonderfully-hot, aroused body down on me. She rolled her hips into me and fucked me with a motion that seemed completely new and different.



"New move? I like!" I whispered to her. 



"Got a couple more too, honey. Cat gave me some tips," she whispered back to me and she fucked me.



I held Sarah, fucked and kissed her as she did the same to me and worked herself into orgasmic bliss. "Oh god, I love you so much, Ryan," she told me as she wet me down with her warm cum.



"I love you even more," I told her, and added, "Thank you for a wonderful birthday present. It is certainly the most unusual one ever, and the best one!"



"We have dinner reservations, so we ladies better get ready," Sarah told me as she eased up off my dick. She added, "I would like to fuck you this way all night long, but we do have dinner and dancing to do. I promise to help us find this moment again before the night is over."



"Sure, I understand," I told her.



I hadn't noticed, but when I looked up, Lee was massaging Cat's beautiful, naked body and both of them were watching us. "You are such an amazing and beautiful couple," Lee said, and Cat agreed by saying, "You really are." 



The ladies went into another room to dress. After we put on our clothes, Lee and I watched the stage shows until they returned. My eyes got wide with the sight of them. Sarah wore the skimpiest dress I had ever seen on her. It looked like a black slip with tassels around the bottom hem and neckline. It reminded me of those short, frilly, flapper dresses women wore back in the twenties. It was almost too obvious that she had nothing on under it. Actually, she did have on a tiny thong panty, but I didn't think so at first. I only got a glimpse of the tiny transparent thing when she took her seat in the limo and flashed me. As she sat with Lee, her dress rode up and I could see all her legs, the top of her lacy, thigh-high hose and some of her bare butt-cheek. It was all so shockingly different and exciting to watch the sexual animal in Sarah come to life, seeing her well-kept exhibitionist secrets come out into the open. Her behavior seemed totally foreign to me, as if a new and different woman had possessed her body for the second night in a row. There was an exciting, new., sexual temptress on the loose inside her. The new Sarah looked smoking hot, sexy and bold, and she didn't seem to mind showing off her beautiful body in public one bit.



Lee could hardly wipe the smile off his face during dinner. He also liked Sarah's new look and attitude. As we ate, Cat entertained us with stories about her profession and some of her client's fetishes, a few of them on the extreme side. One was a doctor client who just wanted her to lift up her dress, pull down her panties and pee on him. Another one, a corporate CEO, liked to dress up in women's clothes and get butt-fucked by her using a strap on while having her tell him things like, "Take it up the ass, you nasty bitch." Some of the stories were funny and some almost depressing. Mostly, it just amazed me, and it seemed it did Sarah and Lee also, the very specific things some men needed to do or see to get turned on sexually.



It lightened all our moods considerably that Cat took her sexual service to men with a grain of salt, telling us about her professional life with joyful smiles and laughter all the while. Her attitude was well-grounded, solid and lacked any signs of guilt or reservation. None of the bizarre things her clients wanted her to do seemed to bother Cat in the least. She did mention that about a third of her evenings with men didn't even involve sex. She was simply a date, a beautiful woman to accompany them and be their lady for a few hours at some event.



Cat kind of summed up her attitude toward her profession with one statement, "I need to pee a couple times day anyway, so getting paid five hundred to pee on my physician friend now and then is a really nice bonus." Her mention of money did make me wonder how much Sarah was paying Cat for the full "sex slave" evening. I quickly convinced myself I didn't want to know.



I was never sure if Sarah told her to do it to keep me occupied, but for most of the rest of the evening, Cat was stuck to me like glue. We went to a dance club and Cat did everything but fuck me on the dance floor. Every time I tried to spy on my wife and Lee, Cat would yank my attention back to her. She had a seemingly endless number of ways to do so, such as kissing me, moving my hand to some intimate place on her body, touching me in very personal ways, taking me to a remote part of the dance floor away from Sarah, or just turning my head and saying, "Pay attention to your date, hon." 



I did manage to steal enough peeks to see Sarah was again really turned on by Lee and the special attention she was getting from him. Her face was flushed with sexual arousal and she had that heated glow about her every time I got a good look at her. Likewise, Lee looked very happy, elated I would say to have Sarah totally to himself so much of our time at the club. I only felt a couple of mild pangs of jealousy and they passed quickly because Cat kept me both focused on her and very aroused with her playful, sexy ways, not the least of which was the show she put on for me dancing. She was truly an amazing dancer. She knew exactly how to keep me entertained by her provocative dance moves and the amount of flesh she flashed at me.



I wondered where in the world Sarah had come up with such a high-class hooker and made a mental note to ask her later. When I did get around to asking, "A friend of a friend of a friend," is all I got for an answer. I knew by that response it was fruitless to press the issue further.



As if midnight was a planned time for the next phase of the evening, the ladies made a trip to the powder room. When Sarah and Cat returned, they led us out of the club to the limo to return to our place. Sarah crawled over me and kissed me with loving heated passion. When our second passionate kissed ended, she whispered to me, "Would you like to pull my panty off for Lee and feel how wet and excited the two of you have me?"



"You bet," I told her. I slipped the tiny little thing down to her knees and felt her wet, slick pussy before pushing two fingers inside her. "Oh god yes, I need you, honey," Sarah told me, loud enough for everyone to hear.



"Do you want to come for me before I send you back to your lover?" I teased her.



"Yes, I do," she told me in a very serious tone.



Sarah kissed me as I raked her G-spot with my fingertips and rubbed her clit with my thumb. It only took a minute for her to start humping my hand and only another few moments until she soaked my hand with her warm, slick cum.



"Oh god, I love you so much," she told me as she quivered and humped my fingers.



When Sarah's climax died back, she kissed me again, but slower and more tenderly than before. She made a show of letting her fingers slowly leave mine and looked at me with loving eyes as she pulled away to go to Lee. "Your birthday is over and I am doing this for both of us now, not just for you, you know?" she confessed as she sat back on the long bench seat on the other side of the limo.



"Okay, but why tell me that?" I asked.



"To intensify your feelings and let you deal with your jealousy while you have Cat's support," Sarah explained.



Sarah looked over at Lee and said, "I am all yours again for a while, lover." 



As Lee moved toward her, Sarah lay back on the bench seat and pulled her panty on down from her knees and off. He helped her slip her skimpy little dress over her head and she tossed it over to where Lee had been sitting.



"What about the driver?" I asked.



"He is my regular driver and is very discrete," Cat told me. "He fully expected us to make love in his limo while he chauffeured us around. He's fine with whatever we do back here."



When Lee crawled over my wife to fuck her, Cat slipped her dress off too and began undressing me. It only took a few seconds for her to have my pants down and she straddled me. Her pussy felt hot and absolutely wonderful sliding down around my throbbing hard-on.



I heard Sarah say, "Oh god, yes, Lee. Fill me with that big hard cock," but Cat was kissing and fucking me in such a way I couldn't look.



She read my mind. "Just imagine what you wife is feeling while I make love to you," she told me and added, "You don't need to watch."



I did imagine it. I thought of Sarah getting fucked by Lee's big dick as Cat fucked me. I imagined that big, thick shaft stretching her blood-filled pussy lips and filling her insides. I imagined her body jerking as the big head rammed into the end of her pussy. As Sarah's moaning increased in intensity and we all knew she was about to burst into orgasm, Cat made me come in her. She tightened her pussy around my cock and began fucking with heightened intensity, as if she was coming on my cock.



I didn't know if it was an act or not until she said, "I'm coming too, Ryan," and I felt the warm wetness flowing though my pubic hair. It was too much for me and I grabbed her tight, little ass-cheeks, squeezed and pulled them apart in a fit of passion as I repeatedly rammed my cock into her delightful, gripping pussy. I fucked her hard and fast, even faster and harder once my cum coated the inside of her pussy and reduced the friction.

<hr pg="3" />"I rarely do that," Cat whispered. "Thank you so much."



I believe Cat could probably have an orgasm on demand whenever she wanted. She seemed just that capable and proficient at being a warm, caring companion. In any case I wondered why she had climaxed with me and decided to ask, "What made this time different for you?"



"I like the love you and Sarah have. I just imagined I was her and you loved me that much. I was feeling so loved by you and then, boom, it just happened. It felt wonderful to be held and made love to with such caring passion," she told me. 



I didn't have time to digest her statements and try to decide whether her words were offered as part of her professional courtesy, or if they were her honest and sincere feelings. Lee started pounding Sarah hard and talking to her with heated urgency.



"You pussy is the best thing I ever fucked!" Lee excitedly told her, and went on talking to Sarah. "I love being so intimate with you. I love making love to you. I love fucking your wonderful, gripping pussy, Sarah!" He lifted her by her hips and rammed her pussy hard again and again. He tried to lift her body into some new position but slipped. They fell into the floorboard and kept fucking. 



"Oh, Lee, me too," she said as he pounded her pussy with his monster cock, "You are such a stud... You make me want to get naked... and do wild, naughty things with you. I love my husband with all my heart, but I also love getting wild with you like this."



They were still fucking like minks when Cat and I were dressed and the driver had parked in front of our house. I waited for a minute, watched and listened a bit longer before I said, "Let's move the party inside."



"Please, honey, let Lee come in me first. He is so close. I can feel it," Sarah passionately requested.



"Okay, stud, fill my wife's pussy with cum again, but do it soon," I jokingly urged Lee.



Sarah lifted her head up some and pulled Lee down to meet her kiss with him on top of her. She sunk her lips into his and must have tightened her pussy really hard.



"Yes," is all Lee could manage to say before he let out an animalistic roar and pumped his cum in to Sarah's pussy, driving her humping body against the floorboard of the limo and making her tits rock violently on her chest from his driving thrusts.



When Lee collapsed on top of Sarah, Cat and I left them to recover in the limo and went inside.



"Anything else special planned?" I asked Cat, but before she could answer I also asked, "What would you like to drink?"



"Vodka and whatever juice you have, or a clear soda if you don't have juice," she answered my second question, and then answered my first, "Just us, love." 



As I mixed us drinks, I suggested, "We'll then let's take the master bedroom before they do. It was my birthday celebration after all."



"I like the way you think," Cat said with a warm smile that surely was one of her greatest assets, not that she didn't have plenty of others.



I faintly heard Sarah come in with Lee. Cat stripped and was on me with an enthusiasm I wouldn't have expected from a paid prostitute. Either she liked me or really liked her work. In either case, her lips were all over my body and dick. She soon captured my mind and spirit. Damn, she was good. The time flew by and two a.m. came far too quickly for me. I was fucking her doggie style when her watch alarm beeped. She simply cut it off and said, "I'm off the clock now, love, but I would like to stay with you a while longer. Okay?"



"Please do," I told her. I jokingly added, "You are such good company."



"That is the whole idea, isn't it?" she said just before she pushed me over, rolled over me and began fucking me with her on top. I don't know how long we fucked or if her climaxes were as good as she let on, but she came twice more and they were very real, wet, and full of enthusiastic excitement.



I came in Cat while fucking her from behind with her flat on her stomach. Afterward, I rolled her over to her side and left my cock inside her warm, wonderful pussy. We fell asleep that way. I don't know when she left, but I woke up when Sarah crawled up in bed and began sucking my dick. It felt wonderful and went on an on. After a while I realized Lee was fucking Sarah from behind while she was giving me a blow job. He was standing behind her with a big grin on his face while he held her hips firmly in the doggie position. I felt sure they had been fucking all night long and wondered at her stamina. I wondered more at why they had chosen to join me.



Sarah couldn't seem to get enough sex that night. She said so as she alternately sucked my cock and talked to us while Lee fucked her more. "I have never been as turned on as I have been these last two days with the two of you. Thank you, Ryan. Oh god, Lee, your big dick feels so good."



I was too spent to come again, but I did enjoy the attention, the show, and the fact that my wife wanted me to be part of her world. Even while in the grips of her newfound passion for fucking a lover, she wanted to be near me. Sarah passionately sucked by dick until she came again. After her climax, she snuggled up to me with her tits resting on the side of my chest and fell asleep. Lee snuggled up behind her and slipped his dick into her pussy again before he fell asleep with her. I gently ran my fingers through Sarah's hair and listened to her breathe for a short while. It wasn't long before I jointed them in dreamland.



<em>End of Chapter 5, Continued in Chapter 6



Editing and proofreading help provided by Halse, Jenny, Tamara, and Rosie. Thank you. </em> 

