Ann: The Married Years Ch. 53

"How did you resolve it?"

"We didn't. He ruined it. You can't change it once it happens. It's not like we could repeat it and I'd forget that happened. He's made it up to me since, in other ways. What's degrading to one woman might be a turn on to another. We all can't be sluts, Anna. It takes strength, courage, and an incredible partner you can trust. But sometimes our partners make mistakes. Sometimes we do. You talk it through and move on. So no, he hasn't done that to me since then. But he's certainly done other things. And yes, he's put his foot on my face before. It's harder for him though, because he's not nearly as tall as your husband."

Ann loved that Betsy mostly kept referring to Neil as simply her 'husband'. It proved how easily it was for her to separate the man on the screen from the one she gave birth to.

Betsy smiled appreciatively as Neil led Ann to the large windows overlooking the marina, fucking her against the glass.

"Oooh, how I love to be fucked like that. Many times in Chicago. Both Rob and Mack have had me that way," she admitted. "The sound of your skin on the glass is electric."

"I love it when Neil does that," Ann pointed.

"What's he doing?"

"Choking me. He withholds my oxygen, and... we'll, look, it's not for the squeamish or faint of heart. Or one that faints easily, to be honest. But it puts me in a dizzy space when time kind of stops, and then that happens."

Once again she pointed at the screen as she began squirting all over Neil and the floor. He released her neck enough to let her breathe, but continuing to fuck her savagely. He toyed with his fingers, making sure she knew who was in control.

He smiled, wickedly. "You love showing you're my slut to this city, don't you Anna!"

"Yes sir," she sputtered.

He grabbed her hair and threw her to the ground, Ann swallowing him, fucking his shaft with her throat until he pulled her off. She jacked his cock, making him cum.

"AAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"

Ann took all of his load in her mouth, holding it for the camera. Then she stood and they shared a steamy, sticky kiss, along with his sperm, both of them swallowing a generous portion. Once they finished, they turned to face the water, his arm around her shoulder, hers circling his waist as she leaned into his body.

Ann pressed the stop button, turning off the tape and ejecting it. "That's it. Unless you'd like to watch your son fuck Rose in the last scene."

"He fucked Rose. After that."

"She needed it. Don't forget, before all of what you saw on this tape, she filmed Dana in a solo masturbation scene, and then she did Dana fucking Chad three times. The poor girl was pretty worked up by that point. I felt the least I could do was to let her borrow my husband for a while. I thought all he'd do was fuck her until she got off. But he's a Thomas. You know how they are. Damned if he didn't cover her with a half gallon of cum when they finished. He could actually become a porn star. He's got the cock for it. And the stamina. And he cums... well, you know. You're married to one."

"That I am. And he needs to get home and fuck his slut pretty soon or she's going to have to go back to the bedroom and make another tape!"

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

Neil was in the garage, working on the second tripod. He'd already done the first one, and much to his delight, it turned out perfectly. He was making remarkable headway on the second one, mainly because he'd figured out how to do it with the first one, eliminating all the trial and error it required. And he didn't have a little one under his feet. Ann had been playing with Owen in the garage and the concrete landing outside, showing him how this new toy car worked. He was still too young to understand, but they had a blast driving it together after they'd eaten the pizza the men brought home.

Darren had worked with Neil on the first tripod, curious about the process and how it would all come together. He was intrigued by how his son's mind worked; how he envisioned the project and the lengths to which he would go to work it out. His alluding to Macgyver, and how he would use the resources available to solve a problem was prophetic. In this case, he actually bought something and totally repurposed it to create a new result. It was inspired.

Yet while he was somewhat helpful being Neil's apprentice, he also knew he was slowing him down by asking so many questions. Neil didn't mind. He loved being with his dad. It was an exciting project to work with him on, but one he never would have expected when he was younger.

Once the first was operational, Darren knew he was going to be more in the way. Neil was in production mode, quiet and focused.

"I'm going to go in and see if your mother needs any help," he said politely.

"Okay dad."

He went inside, and Ann laughed. "Damn straight she needs help."

"What?"

"He's going to go bang your mom. She's been dropping hints since he got home as subtle as signal flares."

"Really? I hadn't noticed that at all."

"Because you're in the middle of a naughty project. I'm going to take Owen to mom and dad's and get him down for the night. I'll come back to pick you up as soon as he's sleeping. "

"Okay, babe."

Neil gave both of them a kiss and they were off. Resuming his work, he went about connecting one of the motors underneath the base.

He'd become lost in the craft. He liked working with his hands, and he always loved coming up with unusual ways to solve problems. And Ann was right. All of his creativity seemed to come to the forefront whenever he was working on something that centered on their sex life. That he was currently working on one that involved his parents? That was something he'd learned to accept since he'd married his wife.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she has me make one of these for Jean and Marlin for Christmas," he chuckled.

He heard the back door to the empty garage open and close, the distinctive sound of high heels approaching on the concrete. He'd heard the van pull up. Quickly checking the stylish Omega on his wrist, he was surprised. But not enough to turn away from his work.

"You got him down quicker than I thought."

Feeling a hand run around his waist, he grinned. Fingers found his zipper from behind, deftly pulling it down. He was suddenly thankful he'd not only gone without boxers as usual, he'd worn dockers instead of jeans. His growing shaft was easily extricated, and was being stroked to life.

"God, that feels good babe."

He felt her move gracefully around his body, shifting to her knees underneath him. In seconds his cock was engulfed down her throat, and he closed his eyes. It looked like his project might take a bit longer than he anticipated. Not that he minded.

Standing upright, his hand went to her head, following along as she slid back and forth effortlessly over his shaft. He kept his eyes closed, enjoying her incredible talents.

He never heard the second vehicle pull up. But he did hear the back door open, another pair of high heels slowly

approaching. He went into a panic, about to warn his wife that someone else had arrived. He tried to pull back, but she grabbed his ass and held his full shaft deep in her throat.

Turning to look at the unexpected guest, he was stunned to see Ann standing there. She giggled at his expression and said, "Men. You'll let any slut that walks in suck your cock."

Neil looked down, more stunned to see Tina on her knees. Smiling up at him, she said, "Hi Stud."

"I... I can't believe I didn't know it was you."

"I'll take that as a compliment. I never dreamed my cocksucking skills could be mistaken for your wife's."

"What are you doing here?"

"Besides sucking your cock?"

"Yeah."

"I was invited. Here." She handed him a piece of paper he quickly recognized. It was a traveler's check; part of the sex account game Ann had invented long ago. One that Tina and Matt had adopted and modified for their own naughty fun. The traveler's checks were part of their rules, giving Matt or Tina the ability to fuck within the game.

"So you're cashing this in."

Yep. I'm just warming you up though. I spent twenty-five of it eating Anna out a little bit ago. The other seventy-five is so we can fuck."

"You're joking."

"Dead serious. And then I have a hall pass from Matt I'm going to use."

"A hall pass. What the hell is that?"

"I'll let him explain it to you. Once we're done, you'll be meeting him at the End Zone to watch football and have a few drinks."

"I... I don't understand."

"You're not supposed to, baby," Ann said as she kissed him on the cheek. "What Matt doesn't explain to you, I will tomorrow. Enjoy her pussy. But save a load for me. I'll fuck you at my parents house when I get there. I have a feeling I'm really going to need it."

She opened the door to the house, but Neil was still confused. "Anna, wait! What's going on? I haven't even finished this tripod."

"You will... tomorrow morning. Like I said, relax and enjoy what Tina's going to do for you. I'll see you later tonight. Take the van and meet Matt. Tina, I'll see you inside once you're done with my husband."

"He was my husband once too, you know."

Ann laughed at her referencing the time they pretended to both be married to Neil at the same time. "He still is, until Matt finally proposes to you!"

"I wish. I'm beginning to think he's never going to. Not that I'm complaining. I couldn't ask for a better life than the one we have together."

"He will someday, Tina. Have faith. It's fate. See you inside."

Once Ann closed the door, Tina stood. "You really didn't know it was me?" she asked, her big eyes batting wildly.

"No."

"That's the hottest thing you've ever said to me." She began scrambling out of her clothes, begging him to do the same, which he did. When they were both naked, she snarled, "Fuck me, Stud!"

He picked her up and put her onto the workbench, spreading her thighs. "Not before I eat you first."

"Fuck! Yeeeeessss!" she hissed.