Awakenings Ch. 27

"And that's how you greeted Jack at the door."

"Yes, wasn't that slutty."

"Very, I wish I'd been there."

"So you could watch?"

"Yes."

"As soon as he was inside the door Jack kissed me. Would watching another man kiss me excite you?"

"It would, especially if you were nearly naked."

"I was. While Jack kissed me he explored my body with his hands."

"Did he feel your breasts?"

"Yes, and my ass."

"Your ass? Not your rear?"

"My ass, Jack caressed my ass while he kissed me."

"Did he touch your cunt?"

"My cunt?"

"Yes your cunt, not your pussy."

"Yes, Jack rubbed my cunt. While he kissed me I let him freely play with my tits, my ass and my cunt."

"You're a slut."

"Yes I am. You're married to a slut. Is that okay?"

"It's wonderful. I wouldn't want it any other way."

"Good, because I love being a slut."

"What happened after Jack kissed you?"

"I made two Manhattans. We sat on the couch and chatted while we sipped our cocktails."

"He didn't just pull you to the couch, tear off your night dress and ravish you?"

Jeanne laughed. "No, Jack's a gentleman. He's patient and I told you, tonight he seduced me."

"I would love to watch a man seduce you."

"Michael, it was so hot. After we'd chatted for a minute or two he set his cocktail on the side table next to him, took mine from my hand, set it next to his and whispered to me that I was beautiful. Then he placed his fingers on my cheek, gently turned my face, looked into my eyes and kissed me softly on the lips. I nearly swooned."

"Swooned? You are feeling romantic."

"Don't be a putz." We both laughed.

"He kissed you. What happened next?"

"We made out on the couch."

"Did he explore you again?"

"Yes." I could hear the excitement in Jeanne's voice.

"Did you touch him?"

"I did. He was so hard."

"You wanted to suck him, didn't you."

"Yes Michael, I really did."

"Did you do it?"

"Not yet."

"Really? What did you do?"

"After we'd made out for a little while I stood up, unfastened my dressing gown and let it fall to the floor."

"You were standing naked in front of him."

"I was and I was loving it. Michael I've become as big an exhibitionist as you are a voyeur."

"Did you dance for him?"

"No I just stood there and let him look at me."

"what did Jack do?"

"For a moment he just stared, but then he smiled and told me to come to him."

"He was taking control."

"Yes."

"You love a man who takes control, don't you."

"Yes."

"What did you do?"

"I stepped forward so the insides of my legs were pressed against the outsides of his knees. He reached out with his hand and lightly grazed his fingertips across my pussy."

"Your cunt."

"Yes my cunt. I stood naked in front of Jack and let him fondle my cunt."

"You enjoyed it, didn't you."

"Michael I was so wet."

"I'm sure you were. You're a slut."

"I am."

"Tell me more."

"He fondled me for a second or two and then he pushed a finger into me."

"You were standing in front of Jack naked. He was sitting on the couch dressed. You were letting him finger fuck you."

"It was so hot. He slipped two more fingers into me and then he stared into my eyes while he slowly fucked me with them."

"What did you do?"

"I licked my lips and told him I wanted to suck his cock."

"What did Jack say when you said that?"

"He didn't say anything. He just stopped fingering me and took off his shoes and socks, pants and underwear. At the same time I picked up my dressing gown and laid it across a chair and then I picked up Jack's pants and laid them across the same chair. When I was finished Jack was sitting back on the couch with his legs spread. His big cock was sticking straight up. It took my breath away. Michael, I love cocks."

"I know you do. Tell me about Jack's."

"Really?"

"Not for me Jeanne, for you."

Giggling, Jeanne said, "You really are a good husband. You understand me."

"I'm learning and as I'm learning I'm discovering that I have a very exciting wife."

"Michael, this is so much fun."

"I agree, so tell me about Jack's cock. You said it was big."

"It is. It's at least eight inches and thick."

"Is he circumcised?"

"Yes."

"Do you prefer cocks that are circumcised?"

"They're more common and you're circumcised."

"I am."

Jeanne paused to think. After a moment she said, "Once a guy gets hard it doesn't really make much difference." She laughed. "I'm a slut. I guess I love all cocks."

Chuckling, I said, "Good point, so is Jack circumcised?"

"Yes Michael, he is."

"Tell me more. When he's erect does his cock have that nice upward curve that you enjoy so much?"

"It does and it has a big head. That's fun too." Suddenly Jeanne burst out laughing.

I said, "What?"

"Two years ago would you, even in your wildest imagination, have believed that someday we might be having this conversation?"

"Nope, but I do have to admit that it would have been an exciting fantasy."

"Really?"

"I've always been a voyeur."

"And for that I will be forever thankful."

"So tell me about the blow job."

"It was pretty standard. I licked him and sucked him."

"Did you kiss and lick his balls?"

"Oh yes. I deep throated him too. Was that okay?"

"Yes, of course it was okay. Did he enjoy it?"

"He did, but not as much as Trent."

"From what you told me I gather Trent was into things like that."

"He certainly was. Jack's a little more like you."

"Did you lick Jack's ass?"

"Micheal!"

"What?"

"This was our first real date. I'm a good girl. I never lick a guys ass on the first date." Once again, we both burst out laughing.

After a moment, Jeanne said, "But I'm sure I'll get to it on our next date." She was still giggling.

"I hope so." I was chuckling.

Suddenly serious, Jeanne said, "You hope so?"

"Jeanne honey, you like this guy. Have some fun with him."

"You're sure you're okay with this?"

"Is there any reason I shouldn't be?"

There was a brief pause and then Jeanne said, "No Michael, there isn't. There isn't any reason at all."

"I believe you and I trust you."

There was another pause. This one was much longer. Finally Jeanne whispered, "Thank you Michael, I love you so much."

"I know that Jeanne. I love you too. So what happened after you finished giving Jack a blow job?"

"We went into Tricia's old bedroom."

"Your boudoir."

Jeanne giggled. "Yes, my boudoir. Jack went down on me."

"Trent never did that."

"No he certainly didn't. Only you, Abby, Mark and Bobby have gone down on me."

"Was Jack good?"

"You, Abby, Mark and Bobby are all better, but it was still fun."

"We have more experience and Abby's a woman. Did he get you off?"

"Fireworks and trumpets."

"You were excited."

"I was."

"It sounds to me like Jack is a pretty good playmate."

"He really is."

"I assume he fucked you."

"Twice."

"He is a good playmate."

"Yes."

"Are you going to see him again?"

"We're planning to get together every Friday night. Is that okay?"

"Yes Jeanne, it's just fine."

"Thank you Michael."

"Jeanne, does Jack know about me?"

"Of course he does. I know he's married too. I would never date a guy without telling him about you first."

"No Jeanne, does he know that I know about him?"

"Yes Michael, he does."

"Does he know that I approve of what you're doing?"

"Yes, tonight, while we were lying in bed after he finished fucking me the first time, I told him everything."

"Does he..."

"Michael, like Trent, you are now his idol. Jack wishes his wife was more like me, you spent six weeks living with two nude dancers who are also professional escorts and now you're driving around the country playing golf. A lot of men in this country would eagerly trade places with you."

"And sometimes I think I would trade places with most of those men."

"What do you mean?"

"I would just like to be certain the woman I love needs me."

"Michael, you know I love you."

"Yes Jeanne, I know that, but I'm still not certain you need me."

"Michael, I will always need you. You are my rock. Without you I'm just a slut drifting aimlessly through life."

"I'm not sure I understand."

"Yes you do. Michael, you are the focal point of my life. Yes, I love being a slut. It's exciting, it's revitalizing, but without you it's just hedonistic pleasure and nothing more. Without you I'm just a slut. Sex is fun, but my relationship with you gives my life meaning. You remember the George and Ira Gershwin song, "Someone To Watch Over Me."

"Of course I do, we both love that song."

"Yes we do. Michael you are the someone who watches over me. You are my shepherd and I hope that someday I can regain your trust and once again be your shepherd."

"Jeanne, you have never stopped being my shepherd."

"Then Micheal it is time for you to come home. You were worried that I might not have a place for you in my new life. If you understand what I'm telling you now you have to know that you will always have a place in my life. You are my shepherd, my rock, the focus of my life."

"And you are now, always have been and will always continue to be my rock and my shepherd. You're right Jeanne, it is time for me to come home."

"But it's not."

"What do you mean?"

"You owe a debt to Amy and Mel."

"Okay, how do I repay that debt?"

"Maureen."

Smiling, I said, "Jeanne, this is why I will always love you."

"And I will always love you because you understand."

"You want me to teach Maureen how to be a slut."

"No Michael, she has a husband who's destroyed her. I want you to teach her how to be a woman again."

"I'm not sure I know how to do that."

"Just remember everything Amy and Mel taught you."

"Okay."

"And Michael, this is a time to be romantic."

"Romantic? Really?"

"Maureen needs to feel desirable."

"Won't that confuse her? Jeanne, I'm not available. At least not as a permanent mate. I have a mate."

"Yes you do and don't ever forget that."

"Don't worry, I won't, but I don't want to lead Maureen on either."

"Micheal be open with her. Talk about me. Tell her everything. If you're honest you can be romantic without leading her on. Buy her flowers, treat her like a queen, take her dancing. Michael, you're a wonderful dancer."

"But..."

"Michael as long as you stress that you're just friends enjoying each others company you'll be fine."

"This is what you do, isn't it Jeanne."

"Yes Michael, this is exactly what I do and it works."

"It didn't work with Trent."

"I wasn't honest with him."

"The game we played, telling him that you were doing things for him that you wouldn't do for anyone else, not even me was dishonest, wasn't it."

"Yes."

"I never should have encouraged you to play that game."

"We're both new at this. We didn't understand. Michael, you're right to insist on total honesty, but it has to go beyond us. It has to include our playmates too."

"Yes, it does."

We were both silent. After a moment I said, "You're sure about this? You won't mind if I buy flowers for Maureen or take her dancing."

"Michael, I have never been so certain about anything in my life. You are my shepherd. You are a magnificent shepherd. Right now Maureen needs you. Be her shepherd and when she has regained her confidence and believes in herself again come home to me."

"I will Jeanne; believe me, I will."