Ann: The Married Years Ch. 29

"How is all that calling spontaneous?"

"In truth, it's really not in those circumstances. At least it's not for the person calling, other than they've found someone attractive that they'd like to hook up with. But it would certainly be unexpected for the person getting the call, so there's some excitement to that part."

"What if Matt says no?" Neil asked.

"That's absolutely his right. Mine too. Just because we have the money doesn't mean we get to spend it foolishly. We love each other Neil... and we're trying to have a little fun in our relationship, like you and Ann do. But if he feels strongly against me being with someone, I'm not going to do it just because I have a piece of paper in my hand. In case you didn't know it, not every place accepts traveler's checks. They can get refused, which is how we'd look at it. And we're not getting carried away. That's why we came up with a list ahead of time. So far, neither one of us has done anything with anyone that isn't on the list. We're both pretty convinced at this point that that's only going to happen when we go on a vacation together... which we haven't done yet. But, we're both really looking forward to it when it happens."

"So, you have fucked someone on your list, right?"

"No, but Matt has," she grinned.

Ann chuckled and said, "So Matt beat you to it? Who was he with?"

"Eva."

"Wait, so you can fuck a banker?"

"She's on his list, and I approved it, so... yeah. How is that any different than me giving Garrett a blowjob? He's a banker."

"It's a big difference. Neil didn't fuck either of his bankers."

"Not during the game. But didn't he eventually fuck Heather? And he fucked Carol before and after you opened your account. Hell, Ann, he's fucked a LOT of women while you've been married. Matt had already eaten Eva over a dozen times... she'd blown him at least half that many. I really don't see what the big deal is."

Ann shrugged, her head tilting to one side. "I guess you're right. If it's part of your game, why would it matter if you're both okay with it."

"That's what I thought. He's fucked Nancy a ton of times. Why would I care if he spent a traveler's check to do it now?"

"I guess you wouldn't, because you've brought fucking into the equation."

"That we have. So... tell me, do I get to use this, or not?" she asked impatiently, waving the check in her hand again.

Neil looked at his wife, his rigid cock throbbing more at that moment than it had when he'd first walked naked into the back of the shop. She was sensitive to what he needed. After all, she hadn't really been able to fuck that much the last few months, first because he'd been gone for six weeks, and then because of the incessant morning sickness, and more recently because of how the pressure from his fat cock made her feel the need to pee all the time.

Walking over, she began stroking his shaft, feeling its power in her hands; the thick veins pulsing with his rapid heartbeat.

"Oh... fuck," he moaned as she slowly moved her soft fingers back and forth over the sensitive head.

"Do you want me to let you fuck Tina, baby?" she cooed, feeling the precum ooze into her hand. She used her palm, rubbing the head, the sensations making his knees buckle until he fell back onto the soft leather cushions of the new couch. "Is that a yes?"

"It's up to you," he panted, his eyes darting between her and Tina, wondering if they were just torturing him.

"I want to hear you say it," she insisted.

"Say... or beg?"

"Either way is fine with me, but I want to hear you tell me how much you want it."

"Fine Ann...I want to fuck Tina. May I?"

Smiling, she motioned for him to get up. "Of course you can lover... just get up and go over to her. I think you need to sign the back of that check so she can use it."

"You need to sign it too, Ann," Tina grinned, pulling out a pen.

"Me... why?"

"It's for a hundred dollars, and I told you, fucking is only seventy-five."

"Yeah, and you said there would be foreplay. That's what the other twenty-five is for."

"If that's what I want to spend it on. From where I'm standing it looks like Neil's had nine hours of foreplay. I was thinking instead that I'd eat you while he fucks me."

"What?"

"My money... I get to spend it how I want. And like I said, you're on my list too!"

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"Oh... FUCK!" Ann screamed out, thankful that the rest of the shop had gone home for the night. Although with the way she was cumming the idea of anyone hearing was suddenly unimportant. The only thing that mattered was how intensely Tina was sucking on her throbbing clit, and how long the orgasm was going to last.

Neil was behind Tina, fucking her relentlessly as he buried his cock deep inside her tiny pussy. She was bent over the arm of the new couch, like she'd done dozens of times for him on the old one. But it felt the same. The only discernable difference was that her face was pressed between Ann's spread thighs, and she was eating her friend for what seemed to be one long continuous earth-shattering climax.

Ann was clutching Tina's hair, holding the petite blonde's face firmly in place. Her left foot was on the floor, her right calf perched precariously on the back of the couch, spreading her legs as wide as she could. She was on her back, her head thrashing, making a mess of her curly brown locks. It was a good thing she was in a hair salon, or she'd have a hard time explaining how she'd look when she finally arrived at her parents' home.

Neil gripped Tina's hips, practically lifting her off her feet with each thrust of his thighs. His strokes were long and powerful, the accompanying grunt echoing throughout the room. She began to mewl, the soft cries soon replaced by a muffled wail as another climax ripped through her lower body. She came all over his steely cock a third time and he felt his balls start to ache.

"I'm cumming!" he announced, unsure of where to explode. She slammed back into him, lifting her face for a mere moment to tell him to fill her pussy with his load. He did, spewing spurt after spurt deep inside her tight walls, feeling them squeeze at his shaft.

He fell forward, pressing her upper body toward the couch, forcing her face deeper between Ann's thighs.

"Oh God... that was amazing," his wife whispered, wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her arm.

"I'll say," Tina said as she pressed her hands into the cushions, lifting her head up. "I've missed you guys so much!" Finding the strength to pull herself away from Neil's grip, she sauntered over to her desk, picking up the used check, opening her top drawer to place it inside.

"We've missed you too, Tina. I'm just glad we got to do this one more time," she replied, now hugging her husband, who'd climbed onto the couch with her to share a tender kiss.

"One more?" Tina laughed. "You're here for over a week, aren't you?"

Neil shook his head, watching Tina open the top drawer of her desk again. "Well, yeah. But --"

"But nothing," she said as she pulled out several more traveler's checks. "I've been saving up all summer. I've got four more of these babies... and I intend to use them."

"What?"

"Why not? I just got a call from Penny before you got here... Matt fucked Eva again after he got off work yesterday because he knew you guys were coming to town. He's got three more of them himself."

Neil being the curious sort, he asked, "About that? Why are we even on your list? We don't even live here."

"They're traveler's checks, sweetie. You travel, I travel; Matt and I will travel. Besides, you and Ann come home at least twice a year. The question is why wouldn't I put you on the list. Hell, not that long ago I was one of your wives."

He snickered at that thought, recalling the week-long adventure he and Ann had shared with her when she came for a visit the year before. "You're right. If Ann and I were still doing it, we'd have you on our list for sure."

"Good. I'm glad that's settled. Now, I'm still horny and Matt's still one up on me. So... who's ready for another round of sex... it's on me!"

"I am," Ann said softly as she hugged her husband, kissing him on the temple. Looking at him with her smiling eyes, she confessed, "And to think I really wasn't looking forward to driving here."