Across That Line

She smiled tentatively, then more confidently. "Did youreally?" she asked.

Brad nodded. "Cross my heart," he said.

Seconds later, Carson was sliding into the seat beside his wife. Ashley was there for only an instant. She snatched up her purse and smiled prettily, saying she had to make a quick trip to the little girl's room.

Brad smiled in return and returned his attention to the woman and her husband. They talked, but not about the movie Leeann and her husband had starred in. Leeann made one attempt to bring it up but Carson wasn't listening. He watched for Ashley's return, suppressing an obvious excited anticipation.

"Baby..." Ashley said when she did return a few minutes later, "...honey, the babysitter called and Cathy is croupy again...and Cindy had an accident." It was their signal tonight. The game had gone on long enough and the other side had advanced too far into Brad and Ashley's game. It was time to end it and get away.

"Oh, damn," Brad said in a concerned voice. "I figured...well, I guess it doesn't matter," he said with a loud sigh.

"Listen...folks..." he said as he stood up, "it was great meeting you...really. I'm sorry we have to go but...well, that's what you get when you have kids, huh? Y'all take care and have a good time the rest of the evening, okay?"

Ashley added some words to Brad's but, in seconds, they had made their break from the table and were well on their way out the door. In their car, Brad listened as Ashley explained the sudden need to end the entertainment early. It seemed Carson had asked if she and Brad would like to come home with them. Carson wanted to "get to know her better." Ashley said she didn't think Brad was ready for that yet.

Brad caught the finalyet, but he carefully suppressed a reaction. He understood where the conversation would lead if he did and he wasn't ready for that discussion. Instead, he told her their suspicion the couple were actors in an amateur porn movie was correct. He went on and on about that, smothering Ashley's halfhearted and veiled attempt to move the talk back to something she wanted to go over...something she'd promised Brad she'd never consider again.

# #

They decided to watch the movie again...the one that Leeann and Carson had been in. It seemed a natural thing to do, and it was effective. Ashley had already fought her way to one major orgasm and a couple of minor quakes. Brad hadn't cum yet. Ashley saw he was holding himself back for something he wouldn't tell her about yet. When the movie was about to move into the final sequence of raunchy fucks, Brad touched the button to pause the movie.

"I...uh...I have something," he said tentatively.

"I know," Ashley said with a giggle. "It's stuck about seven inches up my cunt, thank you very much." They were laying in their normal position on the couch for porn watching. Brad was behind his wife with his penis pushing into her from behind. This way, they could both see the TV and enjoy the action even as they fucked to slow climaxes.

"Well...yeah, that too," Brad answered. "But I thought maybe...well, hell...I'll just blurt it out and you go ahead and slap the shit out of me if you don't like it, okay?"

He slowly pulled his cock out of his wife and sat up. He stepped around the remote on the carpet and went to the coat closet in the entryway. Retrieving a plain plastic shopping bag, he came back to the couch. What was inside had been strongly recommended by the punk girl in Fred's Adult Bookstore.

Ashley sat up, intrigued at the sight of the tangle of slender straps Brad removed from the sack. She couldn't see what it was with just the light from the TV, but she was usually ready for anything new.

Brad sat down, nervously playing with the object. Ashley took the bag from his unresisting fingers and looked inside. A thick dildo and a medium-sized vibrator lay in the bottom of the shopping bag, accompanied by thinner, shorter versions of the same devices. She looked at Brad and then the straps he was untangling.

"Oh!" she said with surprise. Her eyes widened and she giggled as she recognized what her husband had brought home. "Wow, honey," she added.

"It's a double harness thing," Brad explained. "See, I can put my dick through either hole here and these other things fit into the other hole and...then...uh..."

Ashley patted her husband's forearm. "I know what it is," she said distractedly. She'd never dreamed Brad would suggest sex using a toy like this. She felt her arousal increase. It was something new...and showed Brad was willing to add another facet to their sex life.

"I figured...what they do next in the movie is a double-penetration thing...and I thought if..."

"Yeah," Ashley breathed softly, going over the movie in her mind.

"I figured I could put this small one up here," Brad said, fixing the slender vibrator into the upper hole, "...and I could be in the lower hole," he continued. "Then you'd be like..."

"I can see..." Ashley with barely restrained enthusiasm in her voice. "You have some lube...ahhhhh...the man who thinks of everything," she quipped happily. She took the harness out of her husband's uncertain hands and twisted it into its proper arrangement in a few seconds.

"Stand up," she ordered. She had Brad strapped into the double harness setup in moments.

"Did you put batteries...yeah, you did," she remarked when the dildo buzzed when she touched the on button. She stopped for a moment. "We'll be okay for tonight," she admonished Brad, "but next time, lover, if you'll give me a little warning so I can do the enema thing?"

"I didn't know we were going to run into a couple of amateur porn stars tonight," Brad said honestly. He adjusted the strap a couple of times. It wasn't really comfortable and he felt a little silly with it on.

Ashley misread the expression on his face. "Like I said, it'll be okay tonight," she repeated.

Hurrying a little so Brad wouldn't have time to change his mind, she knelt on the floor and took him into her mouth. It was clumsy; the vibrator was in the way and she had to hold it off to the side, but sliding Brad's cock between her full lips while she looked him in the eyes had its usual effect on him. He loved to watch her do that. It aroused him quickly and surely.

"Now," Ashley said, letting Brad's penis slide out of her mouth, "if you'll do the honors, we can get this show on the road, big guy." She handed her husband the bottle of lubricant and turned around to face the television. Pushing her ass high, she let her upper body slump to the floor and pillowed her face on her crossed forearms. "Do me good," she sighed.

An hour and a half later, after Brad had pounded into her with vibrator and his own cock, filling both her ass and cunt in three long sessions, Ashley had to beg him to stop. The last two had been shattering orgasms, especially the last one. Ash had felt her anus loosen up and she wanted his big cock in her ass. It had taken a moment, but Brad switched things around so his wife had a good-sized dildo in her cunt while he rammed his penis in her nether hole.

Both had cum hard and Brad lay atop his wife for a long time while she sprawled on the carpeted living room floor. When they could get up, they went upstairs for a long shower.

"Lover," Ashley asked Brad when they tumbled into bed, "it's a darn good thing Dad has the kids this weekend...we would never have been able to explain all that downstairs if a couple of curious young ladies had come down to see what was happening, would we?"

"God no," Brad answered with feeling. "It would have scarred them for life."

Ashley stirred. "Well...maybe not quitethat bad," she said almost defensively. She giggled. "But we'd have been answering questions for a month."

Brad chuckled. "At least."

"Brad, honey," Ashley asked drowsily, "what do you have for me next?" She was nearly asleep.

"Oh...I have something in mind," Brad assured her, "but you'll have to wait for our next date night to find out what," he said teasingly.

Ashley rolled over, fully awake and eager to hear what was next in their increasingly erotic and varied sex life.

"Tell me," she demanded.

Brad wouldn't. It took one of Ashley's mind-blowing blowjobs before he would even give her a hint. It had to do with a dinner club they hadn't been to in a while...and a button, he said. He wouldn't say another word about it except to comment the same clerk at Fred's who'd recommended the double harness had suggested this too.

When she gave up and rolled back over, Brad lay unsleeping. His wife had promised, but she was slowly and carefully pressuring to get back into swinging. He feared...he knew...nothing else would satisfy her. No matter how many fantasies they explored, no matter how many movies, sex toys, or new positions...it would never be enough.

"Damn you," he whispered to the shadows in the room. "You think you're winning, but I won't let you. You hear me? I won'tlet you!"

Chapter 7

"I have to go potty," Ashley said firmly. "Put that thing in your pocket and leave it alone 'til I get back, husband, dear," she added.

"Awwwww," Brad replied, pretending to complain," "I never haveany fun..."

He grinned happily. He was actually having a ball and Ashley knew it.

Ashley shook her finger at Brad and walked away, expecting with every step to feel the vibrating egg in her cunt to begin buzzing again. At the open doorway leading around a corner to a heavy closed door guarding the ladies restroom, she turned to look back. Either she was out of range for the remote control Brad had, or he was being good.

She laughed. He was actually being very, very bad...and she loved it. Brad had surprised her with the remote control egg an hour before they left the house for this date night. She'd thought it was going to be a normal dinner and then a movie in the new theater in the mall, but it was turning out to be anything but routine. She sighed, grateful for the rest.

Brad had been thumbing the button to activate the egg inside her at irregular intervals the whole night long. Until she got used to the thing in her pussy, the feeling of something up there had been stimulation enough to get her motor running quite well all by itself. When Brad pushed the button for the first time in the car, she'd yelped in surprise and bucked against the seatbelt. Brad had cracked up.

Since walking in to the restaurant, he'd agreed to trigger the thing inside her only once in any two-minute period...but he refused to tell her when the period was beginning. Once, he'd buzzed her...waited for only a second or two...and then did it again. He'd said the latest two-minute period had just started...and he could buzz her anytime in that interval he wanted. It didn't have to be in the middle or the end. Ash could only endure.

She was enormously turned on though. Her fluids had been flowing since they left home and rippling sensations were already working up and down her tummy. She knew they weren't going to a movie theater tonight. Brad had let her know he'd gotten a DVD movie for their private viewing. It was a very special one, he said. One that Fred himself had urged Brad take home.

She sighed when the stall door closed and she could perch herself on the toilet. Retrieving the egg was easy. The stout little cord protruded through her outer labia for just that purpose.

She decided to wash the thing off when she finished flushing. It would only take a moment and she was alone in the restroom. She would hear anyone opening the outer door in plenty of time to cover up. The flushing noise from the stall against the far wall startled her. When the short brunette girl came out, Ashley was frozen into place. Her panties were around her knees and she had her skirt pulled high to expose her private parts and the egg partially reinserted.

When the young woman chuckled, Ashley blushed a dark red and scrambled to push the sex toy all the way in. She couldn't face the woman at first. She wondered whether to run or brazen it out.

"How come yours is blue and mine is pink," the brunette asked suddenly. Without warning, she blushed as deeply as Ashley had. "I mean...oh geeze...I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

Ashley laughed...and the embarrassment was over for both of them.

"You have one too," Ashley inquired. The girl nodded. "They're something else, aren't they?" Ashley continued, thinking to make conversation for a moment while she washed up and pushed stray hairs on her head back into place.

"Oh yeah," the girl replied enthusiastically. "I keep thinking I'm going to cum in my panties."

"I know what you mean," Ashley said, agreeing with the happy woman and turned to the sinks to wash up.

"Wait..." Ashley said after a moment. "You mean you have one in you right nowtoo?" she asked.

The young woman nodded. "Both of us have perverts for husbands, huh?" she asked. They laughed together.

"Yeah...ain't itgreat?" Ashley said. They laughed again.

Ashley finished drying her hands, waved a hand at the other woman and turned to leave. She stopped with her hand on the door handle. She turned around.

"Ashley," she said succinctly, holding out her hand to the other woman.

"Janie," returned the short young woman. "Nice to meet ya," she added.

"Yeah," Ashley replied. "Brad and I...Brad's my husband...gave blood two weeks ago and had to have an HIV test before we did it. We don't have that or herpes or anything."

Confused, Janie nodded. Spurred to answer by Ashley's questioning expression, she hurried to add, "Connor and I are in the army...at Fort Sam? We get tested regularly...and it's always negative," she said. She was fighting to keep her cheeks from getting pink.

"Yeast infection? Anything?" Ashley demanded. Janie shook her head.

Ashley stood grinning, looking into all corners of the room before coming back to Janie.

"Sugar..." Ashley told the young woman, "how would you like to play a little joke on those men of ours?"

Five minutes later, Ashley sat back down with her husband. She'd remained standing for a long moment so Janie could locate her, and vice versa. Sitting down, Ashley had to crane her neck and stretch her body up as high as she could. Janie was just barely visible over there. Ashley nodded, and waited.

The remote controlled egg in her cunt sprang into life, making Ashley shudder with pleasure. She did what she could to ignore it. She waved to Janie and saw the other woman nod.

"Hit it, lover," Ashley told Brad. "I want to feel a nice long one, okay?"

Brad grinned broadly and put his hand in his suit coat pocket. Ashley felt nothing, but she saw Janie's hand fly up across the room. Ashley moaned just loud enough for Brad to hear, though she actually felt nothing. Janie waved energetically and then subsided back into her seat.

"What was that all about?" Brad asked curiously.

"Just someone I met in the little girls' room," Ashley told him. "We talked for a bit," she added. Brad shrugged. That was something women did...damned if he knew why.

Ashley picked up her fork to finish the last few bites of lobster but the fork skittered across the plate. She yelped in surprise. She hadn't expected the sudden surge deep in her cunt.

Brad looked quickly up at her. Seeing the signs Ashley had gotten a quick buzz, he frowned and checked the remote in his pocket. It seemed to be okay. Experimentally, he pressed the button. Ashley closed her eyes...a bit tardily, Brad thought...and clinched her jaws tight as if she were feeling another vibration. A gasp in the middle distance and a quick bark of laughter distracted him but didn't pay it much attention. He thumbed the button again.

"Unnngh!" Ashley grunted. "Hey! Remember our agreement," she protested.

It didn't seem like her heart was in it though. There was a sudden flurry of activity over there where a pretty brunette was frantically moping up a spilled glass of water. Her date, or whatever he was, was signaling for their waitress.

Brad shrugged. It had happened to him more than once...and would again if he wasn't careful. He reached out and set his own water glass well away from where his sleeve might bump it.

# #

"So we had to make sure they weren't on the same radio frequency or anything like that," Janie laughed, "and we had to be in range of each other, but...it all worked out." She and Ashley giggled like schoolgirls and leaned in toward each other to touch their foreheads together.

Brad looked at the man who'd introduced himself as Connor. Ashley had insisted she and Brad go over to the other couple's table for a quick drink before they left. Brad and Connor both had been mystified with their wives' strange behavior, but now it was all explained. Brad looked at the two laughing women and shook his head.

He had an idea. He glanced again at the women and stealthily pulled the remote control from his pocket and held it up high enough for Connor to see. The other man caught on quickly and slipped his out too.

"One...two...three!" Brad mouthed. Both men pushed down the buttons on the device in their hands and held the button down. Janie and Ashley's bodies jerked almost in unison. Their feet scrambled for purchase on the floor.

Brad and Connor let up on their buttons, then thumbed them again. The women, not even partially recovered yet, were beset with tremors again.

"Goddamn it," Ashley said, not quite under her breath. "Give me that." She took it from Brad's hand...he didn't really try to keep it. Her mistake was made obvious when she contorted her body again. The remote control for the egg inside Ashley was in Connor's hands. Janie snatched that one away from Connor moment later.

Ten minutes into a conversation on sex toys and their merits versus men, Janie got a mischievous look on her face. She looked at Ashley, lifted the control she held and pressed the button to activate Ashley's egg. In self-defense, Ashley punched the button on her controller and the two girls danced and shuddered on their chairs while the eggs inside them buzzed quietly away.

# #

"I don't know when I've had more fun," Janie remarked as the two couples walked slowly into the parking lot. "Well...at least with my clothes on anyway." She and Ashley giggled happily as they walked arm in arm, half leaning on each other so they could stay on their feet. They both had had a few too many drinks. Their husbands were intoxicated with the idea of their two women being so clearly sexually aroused.

"I was going tosay..." Connor remarked. "I distinctly recall any number of occasions when you've had alotof fun," he said suggestively. Janie laughed.

The two couples strolled toward the far eastern edge of the restaurant's parking lot. Since they'd arrived at nearly the same time, it wasn't too surprising they'd parked near each other. They got to Brad and Ashley's car first and stood talking for a long moment. Neither couple really cared to end the evening.

Finally, Connor held his hand up for Brad to shake and the four got ready to part. Then Janie giggled.

"Aren't you guys forgetting something?" she asked. Brad and Connor looked at each other and shrugged.

"Silly men," Janie said happily. "Connor, dear...Ashley has your eggie thing inside her, and I've got Brad's thingy in me." She chuckled at herself.

"Yeah," Ashley said, trying to concentrate through her alcoholic haze. "Well, we can wash them off and bring them back...we could meet for lunch tomorrow or something, Janie," Ashley said at last.

"Nope," Janie said with a drunk's perfect self-possession. "I want you to get it out of my pussy now," she announced in a loud voice. She put her hands on Connor's chest.