Play Time

"So what happened then?"

"Well, nothing, exactly. He didn't try to put it in. He just lay there trying to compose himself, I guess. We both did. I could feel the heat of that vein on the underside of his cock through my panties. It was.. very.. sexy."

"Oh Jesus, Sue! Are you getting close? Don't move. I am nearly over the top. That is so hot."

"Nearly there. Let me catch up." She moved her hand down to her clit and began to tease herself with a tense firmness.

"So, did he come?" I couldn't resist asking that one more question, gasped in her ear.

There was a pause as her fingers performed their dance.

"Yes. He came all over my tummy. Oh God. I'm there. . . .give it to me . . .give to me like he did . . . .ohhh yessss!"

"Oh God!" I groaned as I felt the warm wash of sperm flood around my cock bathing the two of us.

We lay silently fondling each other in the afterglow. Sue snuggled close and her naked body was wonderfully soft against mine. She moved high enough to whisper in my ear, her hand still covering my cock.

"I am so happy. So relieved that you are OK with this. I was afraid to tell you at first, about him cumming, I mean. Thank you, darling, for being understanding."

We lay in silence for a while and then I said,

"So, are you satisfied with the scene now?"

"Not exactly," she sighed. "It is still too.. clumsy.. I guess." She paused in thought.

"Really?"

"Yes, I think Mike is still too tense and the movements are not natural."

"More rehearsals?."

Sue responded with a sleepy "Hmmm"

I was quietly thrilled by her intense determination to perfect the scene.

Chapter Three

"I have thought of a better solution for the scene, thanks to you, darling," Sue smilingly greeted me as she came in the door the following Wednesday.

"Thanks to me?" I said, puzzled. The thought of her holding another rehearsal in our lounge while I visualized the scene from our remote bedroom was thrilling.

"Remember when you and I played the scene after rehearsal two weeks ago?"

"Yessss.." The thoughts came tumbling back. My cock stirred just with the remembered excitement of pressing between her legs on our couch. I remembered the feel of her stockings under my hands as I rushed eagerly to meet her body.

"Well, in my mind, that is a lot more thrilling approach than what the director wants us to do. I think I'll suggest it tonight. What do you think?"

"Yes, I think you may just be right. It was certainly exciting when we played it!"

"Shall I tell him about that?" she giggled and my hand pinched her round soft bottom suggestively.

"If you think he needs that stimulus to get excited," I teased.

"It may take some more rehearsal.. sessions. Here, I mean.. privately?" Sue looked at me for reaction.

"Oh, sure, I.. think that is.. necessary."

"Oh, good, thank you for being so supportive, dear." She threw her arms around my neck with great excitement.

"How far will you go," I whispered questioningly.

"Only.. enough to polish the scene.. you know."

"Maybe.. maybe.. Mike needs.. even more realism.." I stammered.

Sue looked up into my eyes, questioningly. The questions in her mind, the desires she felt under the surface, seemed to resolve themselves in her expression.

"Sure?" She gasped. "Would it be.. All right if.. we went a bit further, then? To make it really more comfortable to do the scene? Less tense and clumsy?"

"Yes. I think.. you should do what works best." I could hardly breathe with the excitement of what I was suggesting.

".. Gary?"

"Yes.."

".. would, er, could you, perhaps, get pleasure too? From Mike and me going a bit more realistic? Is it possible that it is as exciting for you as for me?"

"It is!" I said quietly.

"Oh.. oh, my. That is so very sensuous." She paused a moment, her cheek against my chest. "Oh, my.." I could feel a shiver of excitement run through her body. "You mean it I let him go a little further, you would be excited and thinking about it? You would be hot thinking about what he might be doing to me?" She shuddered against me.

"Break a leg." I murmured into the soft, brown silkiness of her hair.

"Thank you," she laughed. "See you after rehearsal, then? Can you stay up if it's late?"

"You can count on it!" I laughed. "I'll want to hear all about the scene, too, so keep notes!"

Sue changed her clothes and I came into the room in time to see her carefully selecting the underwear she would wear. She quickly slammed the drawer closed in embarrassment, taking the bright fuchsia colored panties, bra and garter belt with her into the bathroom. I had the feeling she would have lingered still longer over the choice had I not barged in. The realization of her excitement turned me on. It would be a long night of waiting on pins and needles for her return.

This time I decided to simply stay upstairs, out of the way. I heard the door and then muffled conversation as they went into the lounge below.

"A drink?" I heard Sue's voice and then the clink of glasses.

I could not hear all their conversation, but I did hear nervous laughter occasionally. In the end, I couldn't stand to lie there wracked with unrequited excitement. My hand on my cock was feeling too good. I really wanted to wait for the pleasure of Sue's snug little pussy instead of my own hand. At length, I got up and crept down the hall to hear a little better.

For a moment I heard no sounds. I held my breath. And then, softly, the sound of Sue's voice.

"Hmmmm, yesss, that's lovely."

And then just as softly, Mike's deep voice. "Ohhh.. Careful! Yes!,, Yes.. oh, yessss."

Then silence.

I slipped quietly back to bed.

I heard them saying their goodbyes and then the sounds of a brief tidying up. Sue hurried up the stairs and into our room. She was carrying her dress and wearing only the fuchsia panties, bra, garter belt and stockings. She grinned happily at me and reached to unclasp the bra.

"Leave it!" I said, excitement throbbing through every nerve ending of my body.

She paused, then put her hands at her side and stood letting me enjoy the look of her body in sexy lingerie.

"You like?" she said, coquettishly.

"I like. Now, how was it?"

"Brilliant!" She said, "I think."

Sue rushed into my arms. Her stockings were sleek against my legs and her mound pressed firmly against my cock.

"Tell me about it!" I demanded eagerly. "You did it the way we did?"

"Yes!"

"You mean he put it in?" my excitement was obvious in my voice.

"Not quite" she said once again.

"Not quite?" I asked, slightly disappointed.

"No, I told him we couldn't do that. I wasn't all that sure."

"And?" I tried to avoid sounding disappointed. I could see in her eyes that she knew I was slightly downcast, though.

"He put his hands on my breasts, just like you did." Her body was sinuously rubbing against mine. "His hands are nice and gentle, like yours."

"He touched your nipples, then?"

"Oh, god yes! It was exciting. You know, a stranger ..?"

"And he kissed you?"

"Oh, god, yes, he kissed me. And I kissed him back this time."

"Your tongues.. touched?"

For answer, Sue slipped her tongue into my mouth. She probed deeply and fenced with my own tongue, rolled around deep inside and then nibbled on my lips.

"Like that! Mike is a good kisser, darling. A really good kisser. Oh my god, Gary, I thought he would swallow my tongue when he sucked it into his mouth."

I responded by sucking on her tongue. I could feel my bursting cock against her panties. I stopped suddenly, a question hanging in the air.

"Oh, sorry, I meant to take them off, really. Shall I?"

"No, no, it's OK." I found it even more thrilling to feel the broad ring of wetness where his cum had spread on her panties.

"I'm a little embarrassed.. at you feeling it.. take them off.. "

"No, darling. It's kind of sexy.. isn't it?"

"Well, yes, I suppose it is. But it is wet.. and it's Mike's.. you know.."

"Yes, how did it happen? Tell me," I urged.

"When he moved closer, his cock was jutting out hugely toward me. I looked down and just at that moment, it came through the opening in his shorts!" she pressed hard against me.

"Go on! More, Sue." My cock was rubbing urgently against the wet spot on the soiled panties.

Sue took a deep breath and moaned her pleasure as I slipped a finger past her panties and spread very wet pussy lips.

"I looked down. It looked.. red, bright red. And big, very big. Very threatening, like." Her mound thrust against my hand and I cupped it with my fingers slipping between widely parted legs.

"Yes," I said, once again breathless with pleasure.

"I slipped my hand around his cock!" she shuddered. Sue squirmed her pussy against my exploring hand. The cool wet spot was under my hand and Mike was in my mind. I imagined his excitement as he spurted this wide circle onto my wife's panties.

"It looks so different; he's circumcised, so the head is.. well, all.. out there! It is so thrilling to see it there all ready and hard, I could practically see Mike's excitement at touching my body."

"So you held it?"

"Oh, yes. I felt naughty and sexy and excited. I squeezed it and felt the head. It was hot and the bulging head was smooth like velvet. I could imagine it struggling to get in my tight pussy."

"But you didn't?"

"No. I wasn't really sure how you'd feel. So I didn't."

"You wanted to, though?" My heavy breathing was restricting the way the words came out.

Sue thought for a few seconds, thrusting her pelvis against my hand and moaning.

"Oh, god, Gary, I wanted his cock at that moment. I wanted it to violate me, to spread my pussy lips, to feel it fill me up, split me apart. It looked that exciting!"

"And."

"Well, I let Mike fuck my hand instead. It wasn't fair to leave him hanging, I would have thought."

"And was it big, Sue?"

She gulped slightly before answering. "Yes, it's big, Gary. My fingers don't quite close around it." She held her hand, showing me the gap where she had been unable to circle Mike's cock.

"Was that fun? Did you like it?"

"YES! She screamed in my ear. "YES! It was hard, so hard! And it felt hot in my hand. I was in control of this big cock! I loved the feel of a stranger's cock in my hand, big and strange. I felt his knob. I felt the deep groove behind it. I felt the long shaft of his cock slip through the tunnel of my hand. My hand was like my pussy as Mike shoved it in and out. It was.. ohhhhhh."

My fingers were inside her now exploring the folds of her cunt. I continued finger fucking her while my thumb thrilled her clitoris in it's wet haven. She continued thrusting and my hand and fingers continued eagerly probing her wet pussy, her tight vagina.

"And I held his balls, big and dangling like huge apricots between his legs. And he is hairy, very bushy and curly. I like hairy men, I think. Every thing I touched made him seem full of excitement. It was thrilling to have that effect on him. Can you understand how hot that is, Gary?"

"And he came then?"

"YES!YES!YES!" she said wildly. Her orgasm was close.

Sue's hand was jacking my cock. The feel of her fingers sliding over the corona and then down the shaft thrilled me. My fingers, wedged in her vagina, made similar movements as we brought each other ever closer to climax.

"YES, Gary, yes! He came like you are going to. I did this and he kept thrusting that huge monster cock into my hand." Her voice was coming in gasps now, in time with our hands.

I felt the tension slam into my balls as Sue sped up the hand job she was giving me.

"LIKE .. THIS, LIKE .. THIS, LIKE .. THIS!" her words punctuated the stoking of my cock.

My sperm shot up through the long tube of my cock. Splash after splash went into her hand and onto the already wet panties between our bodies.

"Oh, god!" she screamed hotly into my ear, her orgasm making her body a single tense muscle against my fingers fucking desperately into her pussy.

We slumped warmly together and when our breathing had returned to normal, we talked quietly about the play.

"So you think you have the scene down smoothly now, do you?" I asked.

Sue thoughtfully stared up at the ceiling for a time.

"Well, not exactly. Not quite perfect, yet." She murmured enigmatically.

Chapter 4

Sue's comment: "Well, not exactly. Not quite perfect, yet," had left the subject open as to if and when there would be another rehearsal of the scene. I waited eagerly for the next adventure.

The final rehearsal was set for Wednesday night once again.

"We are still not decided on the love scene, I'm afraid." Sue looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Between the one Dan wants, you know, with Mike stepping out of his trouser, and the one you and I like, with me unzipping him."

"Oh? And so? Now what?"

"Well, if it's alright with you.. one more rehearsal? Here, in our lounge?"

I stifled my eagerness, pretending indifference. I had found this entire process delightfully erotic and our sex had not been better in years.

"To be honest, dear, I think we have both enjoyed this process.. If Mike got a little pleasure, too.. well, where's the harm? If that's OK with you, that we feel that way.. both of us, I mean." I was hoping to encourage her.

She smiled at me and reached for a kiss.

"I so hoped you were feeling that way.. too! It is awfully exciting, isn't it? And the play is really benefiting, I think."

And so, once again, I ensconced myself in our bedroom waiting expectantly for my lovely wife to bound up the stairs into my arms. I wss hoping she would be just as sexually excited and urgently wanting me as the last time. She had grown more wanton with each rehearsal.

Once again I listened in vain to hear their talk. At last I heard Mike saying goodnight, the door opening but not closing. Curious, I got out of bed and went to the window in the dark. I saw them talking alongside his car, a little bit of laughter hanging quiet on the night air. He seemed to reach to shake hands, but then their hands stayed together. Finally he pulled her closer and their lips met in a kiss. I felt the stab of jealousy, and yet found my cock leaping with excitement at the same moment. The conflicting emotions battled while I stood transfixed watching them standing close, barely touching, except for their lips, then part with chimed "good nights." It was a sensual scene. I stood at the window, watching his car lights disappear into the night.

As I turned, Sue came into the room and rushed into my arms.

"Oh, Gary!"

"Yes, darling?"

"Oh! It was so nice. Thank you."

"For what?"

"Everything."

"Tell me about it!"

"We tried the old way."

"Yes.."

"You know, Mike taking off his pants and then approaching me?"

I felt her shiver against me. I began taking her clothes off. I found her nude under the thin dress. It was thrilling to feel her breasts free and her bottom completely unfettered. The realization of what must have happened shot through my mind. I didn't know how I would handle it now that it was upon me. But, once again, the thought of her in the hands of another man just before I had her, was overwhelming. I kissed her neck, burying my face against her, sucking her skin into a lover's mark.

"What happened? Your underwear?" I questioned, the words sticking in my throat.

"Mike wanted a souvenir, Gary. Was that OK? I gave him my panties and my bra. He stuffed them in his pocket. Said he would fondle them on the way home thinking about me." She spoke in a slightly dazed manner.

"OK, it's OK, baby. You wanted him to have them? To have your panties, darling. You wanted him to sleep with the scent of you against his nose tonight?"

"YESS! Yes, I did. That's exactly what I wanted. Do you think he will?"

I laughed at her naiveté. "Yes, darling, I think he will, indeed."

"Oh, my god that is exciting." She said.

"I still don't know what happened." I lifted her and put her on the bed and then slipped under the covers with her. Her lithe body snuggled sinuously along mine. Something was different this time, though. She was more relaxed, more languid.

"Did Mike fuck you darling?" I asked softly.

"No. I couldn't let him put his cock in me. But, he did make me cum. I feel so completely relaxed, I can't describe it. I'm sorry Gary, I hope you aren't too disappointed. You can still fuck me though. I just probably won't cum again. It was so exciting, I can hardly tell you."

She took a breath. I could feel her heart thumping in her chest.

"But you must. You must tell me!" I whispered hoarsely into her ear.

She warmed to the idea.

"Well, you remember, the first time, I noticed that his cock was jutting against his shorts just inches from my face?" she spoke in a conspiratorial whisper.

"Yes. And it happened again?"

Sue nodded against my chest.

"This time he was wearing boxer shorts."

"And? Ah, it slipped out, then, did it?"

Again she nodded. "Just that big bright red head!"

"And?" Now it was my turn to be slightly breathless in the dark of our room.

Instead of answering, she tilted her head up to me. Her lips found mine. I opened my mouth to let her tongue enter, wet, warm, and seductive. She toyed with my tongue slowly, letting me suckle on her tongue. She just held it there for me to suck. Suddenly I knew. The unmistakable taste of a man rushed through the veil of my thoughts. I tasted and savored the flavor combined with her own familiar flavor. Sue moved her head around and around, letting me suck on her tongue while her lips moved against mine and her hand slipped into my shorts. Our lips were pressed close for minutes, while she let me grasp the meaning.

"I taste.. "

"Yes, you taste.. him! Say it to me."

I kissed her again and her hand slowly stroked my cock, while she waited for my reaction.

"Sue, I taste his cum in your mouth. You let another man cum in your mouth! Tell me more!" I urged.

"Well when his cock came out of his shorts." She took a breath.

"I just looked at it."

"Looked at it bobbing there, inches before my lips."

"I remember licking my lips and thinking that what a strange reaction that was."

"The head was glistening red."

"I remember that. Deep red! Blood red!"

"It glistened so invitingly that I just put my tongue out and touched the very tip of Mikes big cock, Gary. I hope that was OK?" Sue was breathless after her measured telling of this part of the tale.

I nodded slowly. "And?"

"Well his hand pinched my nipple, and I sucked the head slip into my open mouth. I could feel how velvety smooth it was against my lips and then even more velvety in my mouth. It was wonderfully erotic. I think it was the fact that it was a stranger's cock, Gary, but it tasted wonderful. I knew my panties were getting drenching wet too."

"Yes, I understand that," I said ruefully, my fingers toying with her wet pussy.

"And then Mike put his hand on my head. He caressed my hair with his fingers and then pressed my head closer. Closer. And it went deep into my mouth. So I rolled my tongue around it, bathing it and then began sucking. And fucking it with my mouth."

"And you liked it?"

"Oh, god yes, I was so excited, I can't tell you." She kissed me again. Her hand felt lovely stroking my cock as she related her tale.

"And did you feel his balls?"

Her body shuddered against me.

"How did you know? Yes, I reached up and held his balls just as his hand was holding my breast. He was cupping my breast so gently and fondling my nipple with just the right pressure. It sent lightning flashes right to my pussy. His balls are big too. Big and round and full of cum. They felt heavy in my hand. I loved fondling them."

She took my balls in her hand and let my cock lie long and lean against her wrist. Our pulses were thumping together in excitement.