Ann: The Married Years Ch. 34

The way she casually carried her shoes in her left hand and her purse in her right somehow seemed to make her even sexier, if that were possible for a woman walking in public while half-naked.

"Hi sweetie," she said as she drew near enough for him to hear. "Enjoying your alone time?"

"Damn, Janie... you actually did it."

"Wasn't that what you wanted?"

"Well, yeah, but I never thought you'd actually go through with it."

"You thought wrong. Are we going to dinner now?"

"I... if you want. What happened up there?"

"Pretty much what you said would happen, and more."

"You're kidding."

"No. Would you like me to walk to town like this, or should I button up?"

"I think you better button up. We don't want to get arrested."

"Suit yourself. I'm only doing whatever you want me to do," she winked as she began buttoning the blouse from the bottom up. She left the top couple undone, deciding there was little point in covering her cleavage when her nipples were so hard and plainly visible through the blouse anyway.

"Where's your bra?"

"I left it with Anna," she said while closing the top of her jeans. Picking up her shoes and purse, she decided she liked being barefoot. "Oh, and I have a surprise for you."

"Other than the fact that you actually went through with the dare?"

"It wasn't a dare, Terry. You made me do it."

"No I didn't. I dared you."

"And I'm telling you, you made me. And I'm going to continue to do what you make me to do," she admitted with another wink.

"Are you serious?"

"That's what the book I'm reading is all about, isn't it? If you want to reclaim me, then do it. I'm not doing this half-assed. You know how I am. Besides, you've really been doing it since Friday anyway. Why stop now?"

"Fine... so, what's the surprise?"

"Anna is the surprise."

"I think I already knew that," he grinned. "What about Neil?"

"He seems to be like you are, and then some. No offense, sweetie, but it's pretty clear he's comfortable getting her to do what he wants when the mood is right between them. And believe you me, the mood was right today. That wasn't the first time they've done that."

"Done what?"

"You know, taking naughty pictures in public... but that's not what the surprise is."

She took his hand, and they began walking toward town to the bar she'd alluded he was going to earlier. He didn't go, thinking she'd be back down just a short time after he challenged her to go up and attempt to find out what was going on with the incredible couple they'd just met.

He had indeed seen Anna posing carefully for Neil while he took pictures of her exposing herself. And yes, he'd become so excited he came inside Janie's mouth, the blowjob she was giving him yet another example of how he'd been using her the last few days.

The odds of running into a sexually adventurous couple on the very weekend he was hoping to regain some semblance of control over his reeling marriage was too much to believe. His wife had not been happy for some time, there were signs that things were about to start unraveling. While it wasn't time to do something desperate, he chose to approach the problem as if it were. He needed to take a stand. The fact they met Neil and Anna was more than coincidence in his mind.

"That had to be fate," he said out loud.

"What is?"

"Meeting Neil and Anna."

"Don't forget Owen. They have a little one too."

"And a cute one at that, but that didn't seem to concern her when they were taking the pictures."

"Well I wouldn't know. I had my mouth full at the time," she giggled.

"Yes, you did, didn't you?" he nodded.

"But you're right. It didn't concern her. It was so natural. It kind of makes me jealous. She's able to express herself that way with the responsibility of dealing with an active toddler, and I'm struggling to find myself, and our kids are out of the house more than they're home," she said, unaware that Ann had been searching for answers as to how to juggle the roles of mother, wife and adventurous slut.

"We're going to figure it out, Janie. Look at what you just did."

"Oh, I am. Still it's amazing they were there when we were. Maybe you're right. It has to be fate. How else can you explain that Anna is bisexual?"

"She's WHAT?"

"You heard me, Terry. And she wasn't just saying it. There's no way that was an act."

"W... what? What was an act?"

Her laughter filled the cool air. "I'll tell you at dinner. But that's why I left her my bra. I told her it was my ruse to get her to call me so we might finish what we almost started."

"What you started?"

"Almost. Isn't that what William makes Lindsay do in the next chapter?"

"You mean have sex with a woman?"

"You tell me. You've read the entire book. You're making me read it one chapter at a time. I'm just thinking ahead, because that's certainly where the plot seemed to be headed at the end of chapter seven."

"Damn, Janie, are you saying you'd actually consider it?"

"Well, I told her I was bisexual too, although I'm pretty sure she knows better by now. But I said it, and this is apparently what we're doing, right?"

"You mean following the book?"

"Well yeah. We've pretty much been following it so far from what I can tell. Is there some compelling reason to believe you'd stop now? And keep in mind my statement about not doing things half-assed."

"So you'd seriously do it... for real?

"I'm seriously going to do what my husband tells me to do. And if that includes things I'm uncomfortable with, I'll deal with it at the time. But I've been uncomfortable with everything I've done since I got up on Friday, and I've never been more turned on in my life."

"Okay, but there are some things in the book that won't be practical."

"I'm sure you'll figure out what to do. That's what I did with Anna."

"And you'd be okay with that?"

"I have been so far. I'm looking at this like an adaptation from a novel. The movie is never quite the same as the book, but that doesn't mean it isn't a great movie."

Reaching the pub, he opened the door for her. "Well then, Lindsay, we're going to have to write a script for going in here."

"They call it improvisation, sweetie, and we both certainly have a knack for it."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"How about now," Ann asked as she kept her eyes forward, resisting the urge to turn around.

"Nope," Neil replied, holding onto the stroller as they navigated the steep path.

"God, I'm so wet right now," she tittered.

"Is that from them," he said of the two young men with backpacks that they'd just passed on the trail, "or from cumming so hard earlier."

"Oh, that was definitely from them. I'm not sure I've ever been leered at like that before."

"Pretty sure I look at you that way every day."

"That's usually because I've done something sexual to you. I didn't do anything to them. It just feels like it."

"Oh, you did something to them. You got them hard. You could practically hear the blood rushing to their cocks."

"All I heard was that I'm not the first woman they've seen topless on this mountain, or whatever this is."

"I guess that answers the question of whether Janie buttoned up her top or not. But I think you heard a lot more than that. The dark haired one commented on your make-up."

"Yeah, well, I suppose half-naked women might be common in these woods, but it can't be every day someone is walking around with a big load of cum dripping off her face."

"That's on you. I never told you to let me cum there. I figured you'd swallow it."

"And I figured you'd let me clean my face afterward," she replied with a playful slug to his shoulder. "I should have known better than that with you being in charge."

"What can I say? You're my wife. Can I help it that you're also my slut? I love the way you look, and you can't tell me you aren't turned on right now because of it."

The thick wet cum was still oozing down the soft skin of her cheeks, some wiggling with each step as it dangled from her chin. Much if it had dripped onto her bare chest, landing in the valley between her tits. There were several thick ropes in her hair, like frosting highlighting the brown curly locks on top her head. She looked exactly as he'd described her; his perfect wife and mother, who just happened to be a naughty slut in her spare time.

"I would have been turned on by walking down topless. This is overkill."

"So you're upset?"

"Oh, goodness no. I just think being topless takes the focus off my face," she grinned.

"You're smile made them focus on your face, babe. My God, you don't even know how beautiful you are, and that has nothing to do with the way you look right now. A man could have an aneurism trying to decide where to stare. It's women like you that make brains explode!"

"That's the oddest, sweetest thing you've ever said to me," she grinned. "I swear, Neil, when they stopped, and you made us stop so they could get a better look at me? I thought for a second you were going to make me... you know..."

"No, I don't know. Tell me," he teased.

"I... I thought you were going to make me give them blowjobs."

"What would you have done if I had asked you to?"

She stopped, her eyes squinting as she read his expression. "Are you seriously asking me that?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Neil, we've been together how long now? You should know that answer."

"People change over time, babe. We've had a baby. And he's with us, even though he's sleeping. We're not the same couple we were five years ago."

"No... we're better. We're more secure in who we are, as people and as a couple. I think we've grown together wonderfully. How about you?"

"Of course I do. But that doesn't answer my question. Would you have done it if I asked you to?"

"If you had asked me... no," she said honestly. "But if you had made me, then the answer would have been yes. Well, I wouldn't have actually said yes, but I would have done it."

"So you're telling me you would be fine with me making you suck off two strangers," he questioned.

Snickering, and shook her head slightly. "Would I be fine? Probably not... I'd be a nervous slut. But I love you, and if it was hot and it made you happy, then I'd deal with it."

"But you wouldn't enjoy it."

"I never said that. This is a conversation we've had dozens and dozens of times. I'm never going to fuck another man... ever. I'll go up to that point for you, and for me, if that's what you want. So yes, I'd enjoy it, because I love men and I love sex, but most of all, I love you and you would be right there when I did it. Is that so hard to understand? I love it when you fuck other women. I get off on it. It's not surprising to me that you would get off on me doing some things with other guys. You just have to remember where my line is. And we'd have to make sure Owen is accounted for."

"Okay, I get that about Owen. If he wasn't out like a light right now, we wouldn't be having this conversation to begin with. I'm just saying that everyone we've been with before has been someone we know. Those guys were total strangers."

"Well first, you're wrong about us always knowing the people we have sex with. I literally just had my tongue on the pussy of a woman I just met, and she did the same to me. We didn't have actual sex, but it sure felt like it, and I know from the way you were acting that it looked like it. I'd also just met Johnny and Kyle the night I told you we were going to have a baby, and I sucked both of them off."

"You knew their names. We've become friends with the Kramers and Johnny and Tammy. And you knew I knew them from before. I get that you'd been introduced to Janie, and you had a chance to get to know her a little bit, but those two guys we just passed? You would never know who they are."

"I think it would have been easier to be with those guys for that exact reason; because I don't know them. I never would have seen them again, so who cares what you made me do with them. It would have been an incredible story, for us and for them."

"So you're saying I should go back and get them," he chuckled.

"I think we both know that moment has passed, baby. I guess all I'm saying that now you know... so if there's ever a next time, you don't have to wonder. Like you said, I'm your slut, and it's a Sunday where you're in charge. If the stars ever align again like that, you'll know what to do."

He sighed wistfully. "Why do I feel like I just wasted my only opportunity?"

"Aw, baby, look at me," she said, her voice cheerful; her body language full of excitement. "We're going to be together the rest of our lives. I'm pretty sure this isn't the last time you're going to make me look like this. In fact, I'll be disappointed in you if it is!"

"Well, just so you know, I wouldn't have made you do it with our son with us. That's a line I won't cross."

"But you'll let me roll around on the rocks with a woman," she laughed.

He shrugged. "Yeah, it's a contradiction. We've both talked about stealing moments even if he's nearby, and I had to judge the risk there. But he'd just gone to sleep, so it seemed safe. And obviously that's not going to happen every day."

"Neither will this. I'm not going to be looking like this every time we walk past two hot guys on a hiking trail," she teased.

"So you would have done it with Owen right there if I made you?"

"Truthfully, no. I think that's a line I don't want to cross either. That was my point about accounting for him. But other than that, if the circumstances were the same and he wasn't with us... well, you know my answer."

"I guess I'll have to start working on those circumstances, then."

"You do that. In the meantime, I guess I'll start thinking about calling Janie this week," she giggled.