She stared at me in silence for several moments and then said, “Maybe I did, but you could have stopped me. If I had been pushing down on your head with both hands and with all my strength you still could have stopped if you wanted to. I saw the look in your eyes – you wanted to do it. They say that every man wants to do it once to see what it’s like. I sure didn’t make you do it the second time or make you suck off Russ. You can rant and rave and holler at me all you want, but I saw your face when you finished Todd for the first time – you liked it. What’s more, from the look on Todd’s face you were damn good at it.
“I’ll take the blame for it if it makes you feel any better. As for everything else you could always have said no. You didn’t have to let me talk you into anything. If you didn’t want to do it all you had to do was say no and then stick to your guns. And what about me? Do you have any idea how I felt about letting another man fuck me? Oh I’m not talking about the pleasure part of it; I’m talking about the part where in my mind I’ve been unfaithful to the man I love. It might have been with your approval, but it still goes against every thing I believe in as far as the vows I took and the sanctity of marriage. But you wanted it, and I love you so I gave you what you wanted. And you also know that in giving you what you wanted you turned me into a n absolute sex maniac and you loved it.”
She stopped talking and stared at me for several more seconds and then she said, “Good night” and she turned and left.
I had to do some soul searching because Lily was right, at least about most of it. I wasn’t ready to admit that I had wanted to suck Todd’s cock, but for a lot of years I had wondered what it would be like. On everything else she was right on the money. I could have said no at any time. I love Lily and I’ll do anything for her, but I’m not pussy whipped – I could have said no and made it stick. Prepared to eat crow I left the guest room and headed back down the hall to our bedroom. Lily was lying on the bed staring up at the ceiling and she didn’t look at me when I came in.
“I’m sorry Lily.” She still didn’t look at me. “I shouldn’t have hollered at you like that and I’m sorry.”
She looked at me, “Prove it.” She spread her legs, “Eat me. You’ve already tasted them both so a little more won’t hurt you.”
A couple of days went by and our lovemaking was a little more subdued than usual and then one evening, just after I got home from work, the phone rang. I was fixing dinner so I decided to let the answering machine pick up the call. After Lily’s recorded message ran out I heard, “Hi Lily, this is Russ. Please giv…” and I picked up the phone.
“Hello Russ. This is Bobbie. Lily isn’t home yet.”
“Oh hi Bobbie. I was just calling to see if you girls might be up for dinner and dancing tonight.”
Lily got home while I was upstairs and I called for her to come up. I was already putting on my make up when she came into the room. “You better hurry up. Russ and Todd will be here to pick us up in about forty minutes.”
Lily got fucked eight times that night. Three times by Russ, twice by Todd and then three times by me after the boys had gone. While they were there I sucked which ever cock wasn’t in Lily at the time and I don’t honestly know that I didn’t get more cum in me than she did.
Tuesday became our regular night out with the girls and even though I did look forward to it I wondered if any of the girls would wonder why I always wore a choker. The answer of course was that I had to in order to hide my Adam’s Apple, but would any of them think of that? It became common for Lily to let herself be talked out into the parking lot where she sometimes gave blow jobs, hand jobs or let herself be fucked. Some of her brazenness rubbed off on the other girls and our table became slut central. Whiskey voice (her name was Anna) asked me one time when Lily was out in the parking lot, “Have you fucked her husband yet?”
I looked around to see that no one else was listening and then I whispered, “You won’t tell a soul?”
Anna assured me that she wouldn’t. “Lily leaves for work an hour before he has to. I’ve been fucking him every morning as soon as the door closes behind her. If you ask me she’s crazy to be doing what she’s doing.” I held my hands up to indicate a cock about two inches more than what I actually had “and he knows how to use it.”
“Do you think he suspects what she is doing?”
“Hasn’t a clue. He thinks as long as the two of us are together she is safe.”
“Men! They can be so fucking dense sometimes.”
Lily gave Russ a schedule of when her husband would be out of town and he and Todd became our more or less steady boyfriends. We dated on the average of two nights a week and Lily got fucked by both men while I worked on perfecting my oral skills. Todd kept asking me if my divorce was final yet and when I asked him why he told me because he wanted me all to himself. Lily was having the same problem with Russ – both guys were getting a little too possessive and we finally had to sever the relationship. It wasn’t until we had broken with them that we realized that we had just lost our dates to Lily’s company New Years Eve party.
“I’ll find us somebody,” Lily said, “If the absolute worst happens you will just have to go as my husband and won’t that be a novel experience for you.”
Two days later she came home from work all smiles. One of our best customers asked me if he could take me to the party and I told him I couldn’t go off and leave you alone so he is going to get a friend of his to take you.”
Lily and I were ready when the Limo pulled up in front of the house. Two men got out and walked up the front walk and I looked at Lily in disbelief. She smiled back at me and said, “You have to admit it’s different.”
Both men were black! I turned to Lily, “I don’t know about this Lily. I think we need to find an excuse not to go.”
“Don’t be silly. It’s just a date. If we aren’t happy when the end of the evening comes we don’t even have to kiss them goodnight.”
At the door I was introduced to Troy and Bart, “Bart’s mine Bobbie. Come on guys, let’s go party.”
I saw the two men exchange glances and I knew that based on what they had just seen of Lily they expected to get laid. As we rode in the Limo on the way to the hotel where the party was being held I was glad that my mama and daddy couldn’t see me. Not because of the way I was dressed, but because of the company I was keeping. I had been raised in the Deep South and I had the attitudes of those who raised me and who I grew up with. In short I was a closet racist. Why closet? Because in today’s world it is not politically correct to be openly racist and you have to be damned careful that you don’t even let that closet door open even a crack – look at what happened to Trent Lott. Lily knew how I felt about blacks and that is the one thing that she didn’t really like about me. She was a screaming liberal and just could not understand my attitude. Was tonight her way of trying to get me to change my mind? Fat chance!