Cindy picked out my clothes for me for that evening. I didn’t mind as she wanted me to look good, though I did joke about the fact I had a couple of creamy loads inside me that would eventually start to leak out. She insisted that was hot and told me not to worry about it. Alexa and Caroline were dressed by the time Cindy and I left the bedroom. Cindy was wearing another gorgeous dress. Alexa had gone with a sleeveless blouse and very short skirt, while Caroline was wearing such a short dress, I worried about her getting hard as it was going to look obvious.
Caroline was nervous on the drive over to my old house, Alexa holding her hand, trying to keep her calm. Cindy held my hand as always, teasing me about the fact I’d just been fucked by two gorgeous women and their cum was still in my arse, and we were going to enjoy dinner with my ex-wife, with a good chance of more sex.
“You reckon?” I wondered.
“Caroline is interested in Megan, that’s obvious, but as it’s a first time meeting, there’s a good chance tonight might be a little wild. If you don’t mind…”
“How wild?”
“Well, you and your wife might end up being fucked together.”
Laughing, I admitted I liked the idea, and I figured it would turn Megan on. She seemed to enjoy watching Cindy fucking me, so could only assume she’d like… “You reckon she’d like watching me gangbanged?” I wondered.
“She’d want to join in being fucked probably.”
“Man, that would be weird, ex-husband and wife both being fucked,” Alexa said from behind, “Though uniquely erotic at the same time.”
Pulling up outside, I recognised the black BMW parked up in front of my car. The four of us got out, leading the way towards the front door. Megan probably wouldn’t mind if we just walked in nowadays, but I still knocked, Megan opening the door within a few seconds. She smiled and hugged me immediately. I liked being greeted like that nowadays, hugging her back. “Evening, handsome,” she said sweetly. When her hand made its way to my butt, Cindy playfully swatted it away.
“Easy there, tiger,” Cindy said, giggling away.
Letting me go, she hugged Cindy and was introduced to Alexa and Caroline and I headed inside, finding her parents waiting for me. Her father, Alan, shook my hand, two of his around my right one. He’d always liked me. Asking if I was well, I assured him I was, hearing that he was still fit as a fiddle too. Then her mother, Sarah, rose from the couch, her bottom lip trembling. If her father had liked me, her mother had simply loved me.
Opening my arms, she pressed her petite body against mine, wrapping my arms around her tightly. “Happy to see me?” I asked softly.
“Been far too long, Mark. But we understand why.” She pulled my head down to plant a big wet kiss on my cheek, something she always used to do. Looking past me, she asked, “Who are your friends?”
Stepping back, Cindy took my hand. “Alan, Sarah, this is Cindy, my girlfriend. Cindy, please meet Megan’s parents. Honestly never thought this would happen, but there we are.” My daughter appeared, running into my arms as always, giving her a tight hug. Greg wandered out, probably not terribly happy about being shunted off for a night with the grandparents, but he was always polite to them, and it was only the one night. He’d survive.
I’m sure they were wondering what was going on after I’d introduced Alexa and Caroline. Alan gave me a curious look. Putting it rather bluntly, Cindy ‘passed’ without a problem. It’s why when she’d admitted to being transgender, I’d been so surprised. Megan had been stunned when we’d told her that Cindy was trans. Far as I was concerned, Alexa and Caroline were the same, but Alexa had admitted that she did have one or two minor features that, to the eagle-eyed, suggested she’d been born a male.
The grandparents and grandchildren left a few minutes later, suggesting they’d called sometime the next morning before they brought the children home. I was glad they didn’t ask what our plans were for the evening, though considering we were all dressed up nicely, they probably assumed we were heading out. Sarah was just pleased to see that Megan and I were getting on so well again. She’d admitted to her parents everything that happened. Though they had supported their daughter during the divorce, as one would expect, they’d practically insisted that Megan not take me to the cleaners.
Once we were alone, Megan, Cindy, Alexa and Caroline stood in a line before me. “You look good, Mark,” Megan said, “Guess you’re thinking this is your lucky night?”
“One of them anyway. What’s the plan for dinner?”
“I was thinking we just order in something. I have booze though. Caroline, would you like to help me in the kitchen to get some drinks?”
“I’d love to, honey.”
She smacked Megan’s butt, making her giggle, as they disappeared. I took a seat on the couch, Cindy to one side of me, Alexa the other, both of them immediately kissing my neck and elsewhere, hands moving up and down my thighs towards my crotch. “I want to fuck you again,” Alexa breathed into my ear, “I think about fucking you all day, every day.”
“Well, he’s sliding his cock into me before anything, gorgeous,” Cindy murmured, “Unless Megan wants to ride his cock first.”
“Seriously?” I asked.
“I’d love to watch her ride you,” Alexa replied, “It’s obvious she still loves you, Mark.”
“That’s why Caroline is here.”
We noticed they’d been a while getting drinks, the three of us sharing glances before we stood up and walked to the kitchen. No surprise to find Megan had started preparing a couple of cocktail pitchers but was now in the middle of a rather intense make-out session with Caroline. Clearing my throat, they both jumped in surprise, looking at us with colour quickly appearing on their faces.
Shooing them into the living room, Cindy and I finished preparing drinks, grabbing a beer for myself, Alexa sitting next to Megan and Caroline on the lounge, while I took one of the chairs, Cindy sitting on my lap. I ordered in some Chinese food, listening as Caroline and Megan got to know each other better. She was obviously curious about our married life. Megan had already been honest about everything, glancing at me from time to time.
“I’m still in love with him,” she admitted, “But I’m hoping to meet someone special who might help me move on.”
“And you have no problem with…” Caroline gestured at her crotch, where she was quite clearly nursing an erection already.
“No,” Megan said quickly, “I mean, Cindy and I fooled around together with Mark. I loved it. And Cindy is a lot of fun. Of course, I’d like something a little more serious…”
“And what about Mark?”
“He’s moved on, though I’m glad we’re friends again.”
Caroline glanced at me before looking back at her. “I wanted to fuck Mark before we came here tonight. So did Cindy and Alexa. I also wanted to fuck him on Wednesday night.” Megan’s face flushed. I knew it turned her on. I still remembered her watching Cindy fuck me. She’d been dripping wet the entire time. “I’d like to see him fuck you, Megan.”
“You would?”
“I would, because then we’re going to fuck you together. I’m thinking we have a lot of fun tonight.”
“I’m thinking we make her airtight,” Alexa added, “Though there are four of us, so maybe Mark will need a girlcock inside him too.”
“Can I watch you all fuck him?” Megan whispered.
“Two of them already have. Their cum is still in my arse, Megan.”
“It is?” I nodded. She smiled at me.
“You’d like that? Watching your ex-husband fucked by three girlcocks?” Caroline asked.
“God yes,” Megan moaned, “Maybe you fuck him while he goes down on me?”
“Better yet, they cum in you and I’ll eat your pussy,” I suggested.
“You’d do that?” she asked, hearing surprise in her tone.
“I’ve swallowed their cum before, Megan. Nothing new to me.”
“We should eat dinner then fool around a little.” Megan took Caroline’s hand. “Is this a weird first date?”
“Sweetie, we’re not on a date here. We’re having fun. We’ll go on a date during the week. More than once. I’ve enjoyed texting and calling. Now I’ve met you and you’re fucking gorgeous. And I’m going to fuck you by myself by Wednesday, at the latest.”
Megan kissed her. It was one hell of a kiss, Caroline replying immediately, helping Megan up to straddle her lap. Cindy cuddled into my side, glancing to see her smiling, as Alexa stood up, sitting back against the chair between my legs. The only thing that stopped Megan pulling out Caroline’s cock to do something was a knock at the door.
Taking the bags of food, Megan groaned as she slid off Caroline’s lap, the erection now even more obvious. “Need to take care of that before dinner?” Megan teased. Caroline lifted the hem of her dress and lowered her panties to free her cock. “Oh my,” Megan whispered.
“Just need to free it so I can adjust, sweetie. Not expecting your lips around my cock just yet. Like what you see?”
“I really do.”
Caroline leaned down, kissing her softly. “I love having fun with people but I’m also looking for something serious, Megan,” she said softly, “Maybe we can find both together. But there’s no rush, right?”
“No, not at all.”
Gathering around the table, Cindy and Alexa sat either side of me, Megan sitting next to Caroline. We enjoyed a couple of drinks and talked away for a couple of hours. Plenty of laughter. Cindy and I had no problem sharing one or two stories. Alexa loved talking about how much she loved fucking me. Megan stared at me in a way I liked, turned on at the thought of her ex-husband enjoying himself in such a manner. Caroline whispered things in her ear and was definitely turning her on too.
“Caroline, why don’t you take Cindy and Alexa into the living room and wait for us. I need to have a chat with Megan.”
“Of course, sweetie.”
Taking Megan by the hand, I led her towards our old bedroom, closing the door before we sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at me nervously, chewing her bottom lip. Pulling her close, I kissed her forehead, stroking her back, a reminder of times distant past. “Megan, we can’t keep doing this,” I said softly, “I’ve moved on with Cindy, and you have the chance to move on with Caroline. So although there’s been a lot of teasing, I think Cindy, Alexa and myself should leave you here with Caroline.”