A Joke - Another Version

I have read Agena's original story- "A Joke" and his conclusion in "A Joke Ch. 2" many times now. Every time I read them I feel just as good about the story as the first time. With his kind permission and support, I have adapted his original story and I hope he enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed his original. I have tried to stay as true to the original version of his two stories as I could and as I have added I have changed as little as possible. I am grateful to Agena for allowing me to post my adaption of his work. If you dislike what I've written, be sure to blame me and not Agena for allowing me.

You can see most of his original version of his very memorable story throughout this. If you haven't read them already, I recommend you read Agena's "A Joke" and "A Joke Ch. 2". If you haven't read all of his works in Literotica, I highly recommend them to you as well.

A Joke - an alternative version.

"It was just a joke." she told me and he tried to back her up, but my perception of the whole episode was such that I couldn't believe her at the time. It was so real then and they didn't have any way of proving it hadn't happened or that maybe that it had happened for real before. If my perception was that they did it and I couldn't believe that it was just a joke then I couldn't live with my wife of 23 years anymore. I guess I'd better tell you the story so you can understand my dilemma at the time.

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Flo, short for Florence, was my wife. I'm Jim. We'd met in college and had married soon after graduation. We lived a normal life as husband and wife, had kids, a house and a mortgage. Flo was a stay-at-home mom until the kids started school full time and then she resumed her career in real estate. Flo is an attractive woman and personally, I still think looks HOT. I'm sure she gets hit on occasionally while on the job, but as far as I know she'd remained faithful to me and our marriage. She has a ribald sense of humour sometimes and I think that's what eventually got our marriage into trouble.

We had two children, a boy, Eric, and a girl, Patty. At the time this occurred Eric was 21 and had graduated from a vocational school after high school. He had his own apartment nearby and was working as a journeyman electrician. Patty was 19 and a sophomore at the state university about 150 miles away. With the kids away we should have been looking forward to a happy retirement down the road with time to travel and hopefully, grandchildren to dote over.

Our sex life was what I thought was normal. We had a loving relationship honed and developed over our married life. When we were first married we had sex just about every night and during the day on weekends. As time progressed we were down to two or three times a week, which was enough to take away the urge for me and I thought it was the same for Flo. Over the years I'd learned all of Flo's buttons to push to get her to orgasm and when she came she made a peculiar keening sound to announce her release. It always gave me a thrill to know that I had satisfied her and the sound of her keening was what I strived for in our love making and not achieving my own pleasure.

Just about every situation has a fly in the ointment and ours came along in the form of a new next door neighbour. Roger and his lovely wife, Alice, moved into the house next door about five years ago and we all quickly became best friends. The problem with Roger was that he was a practical joker and he loved to pull pranks on everyone he was associated with and much to my chagrin I was one of the favourite recipients for his fetish. Also, what bothered me even more was Flo's enjoyment of his pranks, especially if I was on the receiving end. I told her frequently I didn't like his jokes or her enjoyment and continual participation in them, but she wouldn't listen or back off until it nearly caused our divorce. I could take a joke but Roger's were beginning to hurt my pride.

Over a period of time I'd picked up that Roger was attracted to Flo and I worried about his trying to get between her legs. Whenever we were together he and Flo laughed together at his, sometimes, raunchy jokes while Alice and I just smiled politely at their antics. Alice and I got on well and in fact sometimes it was almost like we were with the wrong partners. When we were out in public I know that Alice was as mortified as I was at some of the things they did. I remember one day at the beach Roger mooned some people in a passing boat and to my horror Flo followed suit. Alice and I were appalled at their indiscretion and chastised them to no avail as they laughed hysterically together. I didn't fail to notice that Roger took great delight in watching Flo bare her shapely ass.

It was a short while before the end that I began to feel that things were getting out of hand. We were over at Roger and Alice's house and Alice and I were sitting in the back yard while Flo followed Roger into the house to help carry out the drinks. Alice and I talked for ages until we realized that Flo and Roger had been gone for quite a bit of time; in fact far too long, so we went inside to look for them. When we got into the kitchen we found it empty but just as we started the looking for them they came from the family room with their arms around one another, giggling and laughing. They stopped when they saw us. Roger had lipstick on his collar and around his mouth while Flo's lipstick appeared smeared and her hair dishevelled. Alice and I just stood there in shock with our mouths open.

Roger had always been quick on a come-back in any situation and said as if it was nothing, "Oh, hi you guys. Sorry we're slow with the drinks, but I had to show Flo my etchings," apparently unconcerned at their appearance. Alice and I continued to stand there, still dumfounded at their apparent brazen boldness.

Flo had a smirk on her face and was just as quick backing him saying, "Roger has some wonderful etchings; you know the ones I mean don't you Alice?"

By this time I'd gathered my wits about me and finally spoke up. "What the hell is going on?" I questioned Flo. "How come Roger's got lipstick on his face and clothes and you look like you've been doing some necking?" "Oh, that's because I was so happy to see Roger's etchings. I must have gotten carried away. Do you mind, Honey?" she asked while trying to maintain a straight face.

I was disgusted but thought I was beginning to catch on as I looked at their faces. Roger had the smirk on his face he develops when he pulls one of his pranks and Flo was looking away so I couldn't see but imagined how hard she was trying to keep from laughing. I could feel my irritation mounting.

Alice wasn't tuned in yet to what was going on as she finally spoke up. "What the hell is going on Roger? If you think you're going to carry on with another woman in my house, you've got another thing coming."

When Roger and Flo suddenly started to laugh uproariously I think Alice finally got the picture what was going on and she smiled sheepishly. However, I exploded at them. "One of these days you two are going to go too far and the shit'll hit the fan."

"Oh lighten up honey. It's just a joke. If you could have seen the look on your faces you would think it was funny too." Flo told me while continuing to laugh. Thinking back, I should have made my stand then and told them exactly what I thought of their hurtful jokes then left immediately for home, with or without Flo.

"C'mon you guys; let me get you a drink and we'll laugh about it together." Roger said as he headed back outside with Flo behind him, still laughing. Alice and I just shrugged our shoulders and followed after them while shaking our heads in disgust. We certainly didn't think it was funny and were not about to laugh. "One of these days Alice, they're going to go too far." I predicted again. "One of these times one of their jokes will back fire on them and someone's going to get hurt." Alice spoke in agreement.

Their prank put a damper on the night for both Alice and I and the night ended earlier than usual. As we walked home I didn't hold Flo's hand as I have always done and she sensed my lingering anger. It had been a very painful joke and my pride was hurt as well.

"Honey, I'm sorry," she told me. "I just get carried away sometimes. Nothing happened. I just smeared some of my lipstick on his face and collar and mussed up my hair. We thought you guys would never come into the house and finally just when we were almost going to skip the whole thing, you and Alice finally showed up. Are you still mad at me? It was just a joke."

"I'm trying not to be Flo, but you've got to stop getting involved in Roger's pranks. I almost had a heart attack when I saw you looking like you had been making out with him. I honestly thought you had. You know how I feel about us being completely faithful to each other. Our marriage vows mean so much to me."

"I know honey. I feel the same way and would never do anything to hurt you."

"Well, please remember that."

"OK, give me a big kiss and tell me you forgive me." We stopped and kissed for a moment and continued home. I realised I didn't tell her I forgave her but said nothing not knowing if she realized the potential damage she could have done to our marriage.

When we got back to our place I think Flo realized I was still really pissed, especially about her voluntary participation in the prank and went to have a shower to give me more time to cool down. I thought it was odd she wanted another shower as we had both showered before we had gone next door but thought nothing of it. She must have been in there a long time as I was asleep when she finally slid into bed beside me but woke as she snuggled up beside me. I could feel her naked skin against me and knew she wanted to make love as her hand slipped into my boxers and started to stroke and handle my cock.

When I was hard, Flo pulled the donah back and pulled my boxers off and straddled my hips then fed my cock into her pussy as she slowly lowered herself down on me. I could feel she was very wet and receptive to my cock as she slid it fully into her then started slow rhythmic movements as she raised and lowered herself and rolled her hips for her greater pleasure. This was a first for her after twenty-three years as I usually have to give her an orgasm or two orally before she was so wet. After so many years we were very attuned to each other and came together after what seemed like forever. We hadn't made such pleasurable love for a long time and it didn't occur to me at the time she was so randy. After we finished we rolled together on our sides and fell asleep holding each other.

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A couple of weeks later we were invited back to Roger and Alice for a bar-b-cue on a Saturday evening, but just as we finished eating a call came in just after Roger went to the kitchen for some more wine. It wasn't until later I found out that he called the home phone from his cell phone and he pretended to take the call for Alice. Alice worked at the local hospital as an emergency room nurse.

After he hung up the house phone he came back into the dining room and said to Alice, "That was the emergency room. There's been a bad automobile accident and several people injured. They want you to come in right away."

"Oh shit, I'll change and get going. Sorry guys; I have to go. I'll get back as soon as I can."

Ten minutes later Alice was in her uniform and was heading to the hospital. After she was gone Roger turned to me and asked if I would help him with a project in his basement while I was there. Flo was quiet during this time and facing away from me. I didn't think anything about it at the time but later I remembered.

"Sure. What can I do?" I asked as I stood up to follow him to the basement. "I want you to hold something for me while I attach it to the ceiling. It's not too heavy but I can't hold it up there and attach it at the same time and Alice is too short to hold it."

"Okay, it sounds easy."

"Trust me, it is and it'll only take a minute."

When we got down stairs he took me over to a metal support post for the floor above was installed next to the furnace. He took a small metal box with a power cord dangling from it off his work bench and held it up to the ceiling between the support pipe and the furnace. I noticed that Flo had followed us downstairs and was standing watching us with a smile on her face. Again, I didn't place any significance to her being there or the strange smile. Why should I?

"Now, I want you to hold this here while I attach it." Roger told me. "What the heck is it Roger?" I asked as I raised my arms to hold the box. Since Roger was standing between the pipe and the furnace it necessitated that I place my hands around the pipe to hold it against the basement ceiling.

"I'll show you in a minute, but first let me get my tools."

He disappeared behind me to his work bench leaving me holding up the box. Within a second or two he was back and I didn't see what he had in his hand until I heard two quick clicks as something hard and metallic gripped my wrists. Suddenly, I realized that I'd been suckered and I was handcuffed around the pipe. I turned my head in shock to look as Roger went over to Flo and put his arm around her waist as they stood looking at me.

My mind was in turmoil but I managed to speak, "What the hell is this Roger? Get these damn handcuffs off me now! Roger; what the fuck do you think you are doing? Let me go now!" "Well buddy, you know I can't do that. You remember don't you that two weeks ago Flo said she liked my etchings so much that she wants to see them again but we don't want you or Alice around to disturb us this time," as he squeezed Flo and she squealed.

Then he and Flo turned and proceeded back up the cellar steps. Flo was undulating her hips in an exaggerated manner as she moved. "Let me loose, damn it! You're going too far this time Roger and you're going to regret it if you don't let me loose right now."

"Just be cool for a little while honey, I just want to umm... look at some etchings." Flo said as they neared the door. I called out to Flo as she went through the door, "Flo, please don't do this. Flo please? Flo, don't........." I know she heard me because she turned and looked at me briefly; but then she was gone as they disappeared from view laughing and giggling.

As I struggled with the cuffs, trying to see if there was some way I could get free, I realized the hopelessness of my situation. The pipe was imbedded in the concrete floor at the bottom and bolted in place against a steel beam at the top. Maybe I could break the chain on the cuffs?

Listening, I could hear them move into the master bedroom right above me then remembered the previous owners had make some alterations with the heating system and for some reason every sound in the room could be heard in the basement. It occurred to me much later that Roger must have known this and told Flo. I was supposed to hear everything. I heard Flo's excited giggles then shoes dropped to the carpet above me and I heard her exclaim, "Oh, that's a nice big one; bigger than Jim's!"

"Hurry and get those panties and bra off Flo. I want you bad."

My rage was mounting by the minute as I continued to struggle mindlessly against the handcuffs. With all my might I kept slamming the chain on the handcuffs against the steel pipe either hoping the chain would break or I could somehow loosen the pipe. The pain in my wrists was outweighed by the hurt I was feeling in my chest as I continuously threw myself back using my bodyweight to break the chain to no avail. I could feel the warmth of my blood on my forearms and hands now but I couldn't allow them to keep fucking and destroy me. She was my life. Somehow I had to get free and stop them. I was possessed and kept throwing myself back from the pole and I called out to Flo over and over again using it to try to mask the pain but I couldn't believe she didn't hear me. When I did stop calling out to her I could hear them like they were next to me.

"C'mon, put that big thing in me. I want to be stretched out for a change."

"Damn Flo, you're one sexy piece. Let me slide it in you."

"Oh god, that feels good. Push it in further and fuck me hard, Roger. That's it, that's it. It feels so good."

I heard the bed beginning to creak above me and I could picture them fucking. I was cursing and swearing at the cuffs as well as my adulterous spouse and her lover over my head. My wrists were scraped raw and deep cuts had appeared in my wrists as I bled while continuing to jerk and twist against the cuffs. My mind was a maelstrom of emotion as I heard Roger grunting and Flo moaning in rhythm.

Suddenly, Roger cried out, "I'm cumming!! I'm cumming!!" Then I heard Flo start to keen just like she did when I got her off. Then all was quiet above for a few minutes. I had ceased struggling and was just sitting on the hard bloodied cement floor with my arms still around the pipe. I felt a terrible sadness in my heart as I heard Flo exclaim finally, "Oh, that was really good Roger. I'm going to have to see your etchings again sometime soon. I suppose we should get dressed and go down and see how Jim is doing. It made it so exciting for me knowing he saw us go off together."

She must have known then that I heard everything. "OK Flo, I need to rest a minute but Alice should be getting back soon from that false call I sent her on and I don't want her to see me in bed with you. Remember she got shitty when she thought we had just necked a few weeks ago. We would have been toast if she had caught us."

I was totally devastated with what I had heard. A few minutes later I heard footsteps on the basement stairs but didn't look up as they came over to where I sat cuffed. "Oh shit!" I heard Roger say. "Look at his wrists. They're all bloody. Fuck, look at his clothes and the floor!"

"Oh my god! Honey, it was just a joke! Nothing happened! Oh god no! I'm so sorry. Hurry up Roger! Unlock the cuffs! Oh god! Oh no! I never thought he'd take it this hard. Not like this! Why did we do it?"

I could barely feel the pain in my wrists as the pain in my chest was much worse from what they had just done. I looked up at them with tears streaming down my face as Roger fumbled with the key in the cuffs. His hands were shaking and now were covered in my blood as he struggled unsuccessfully several times to unlock them.

"Roger, you had better give Flo that key before you unlock me and then start running. When I get free I'm going to make you sorry the day you were born. I'm gonna kill you for fucking my wife and for destroying my marriage!"

Roger looked in my face and saw the deep and absolute hatred in my eyes and silently handed the key to Flo. He started to say, "We didn't do.......It was just....." but stopped and began to quickly move to the basement steps with a fearful look at me as Flo began to unlock the cuffs. As she finally got them unlocked, I heard Roger's truck start and the screech of tires as he took off.

Standing, I looked down at Flo still kneeling on the floor and she had a look of fear on her face and her eyes were full of tears. I was hurting worse than I had ever been hurt before and I wanted her to feel some of my pain. I wanted her to understand how much she had hurt me but all that came out of my mouth was, "You fucking heartless bitch; you'd better find another place to sleep tonight, in fact find one forever. I never want to see you again. Go and live with your sister or something!" I couldn't stop myself; it wasn't what I really wanted to say.