Howard is Ours Ch. 01

We sat on his deck talking and casually drinking a beer. The afternoon was fantastic, and we were immersed in our conversation when the patio door slid open. Howard's wife stood there and called out "Hi Honey" to him. She wasn't expecting to see me there with Howard, and stuttered a bit saying, "oh, we have company." She then came out onto the deck.

Howard wasn't expecting her back for a few more hours and was clearly surprised by her appearance. We weren't "up to no good" but the shock on his face might have given her the wrong opinion on that matter. Still, she didn't seem to notice his reaction as she was focused on me as she came towards us.

"You must be John." She started as she put out her hand to greet me, "I'm Grace". I stood as she approached.

"Yes, hi Grace, I wondered if I would ever meet you. Up until now I just assumed you to be a fantasy that Howard was spinning." We all laughed. She said something similar about me noting, "I never thought I would meet you either, I was beginning to think that he had a girlfriend and was just saying it was a guy to keep me from suspecting anything." More laughter, but I noted a small tinge of apprehension on Howard's part, and an undertone of sincerity in Grace's voice.

Howard and I had known each other for a long time, and only recently mutually decided to interlace out regular lives with our relationship. There were still many details that we needed to confirm, not the least of which was what we were going to tell Grace about how we met. From what I remember it was an extended work-related thing; but I wasn't clear if there was any more detail that had been offered to her. I knew one thing, that sharing our true meeting place and history was not going to go over very well. I settled on keeping a poker face and diverting any such questions to Howard.

Grace scanned the table and noted our beer cans. "Can I join you, or is this a "boys only" meeting?" I laughed again and said, "you are more than welcome to join us." I wasn't going to give her any further reasons to suspect anything, so I jumped at the chance to appear open. She smiled at me and said, "Great, let me grab a beer for myself and I'll be right back. Do either of you need a fresh beer?"

She returned with her beer and sat in the chair next to mine opposite her husband. We began talking and of course the topic of our history came up. I smiled and nodded as Howard jumped in and filled in the details. Every now and then there was an opening for me to share more about myself, and I did so without causing suspicion to be raised in the overall story.

We had been talking for almost an hour when Grace asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. I hadn't planned it, but with Grace's and Howard's encouragement, I gave in and said I would love to stay. She then noted that "Howard tells me you know your way around the kitchen." I agreed and she continued, "Well, would you mind helping me prepare some things while Howard gets the BBQ ready?" Grace went inside while Howard took the cover off the barbeque. I called my wife, Kristina, and told her of the change in plans. She didn't mind and wished me a good time, and good luck.

I followed Grace into the house, closing the door behind me, to keep the AC from working too hard; it had the added effect of blocking Howard out of the conversation. I worried a little but was pretty sure I could hold my own. I walked into the kitchen, as she grabbed some burgers from the freezer and then some veggies from the fridge. She handed me the tomatoes and lettuce to prepare. As she picked up a large kitchen knife, and held it out as she said, "So, it's your cock that Howard has been sucking."

I was certainly surprised. Given her tone, and the fact she was holding a large knife pointed right at me, I decided rather quickly that I wasn't going to hide anything from her. I muttered a soft, "yes".

Sensing my fear, and noticing how she was holding the knife, she broke out laughing and turned the knife around for me to take. Tentatively I took it as she said, in a calmer tone "I know you're surprised, but I'm glad to finally meet you. By the way, Howard has no idea that I know."

"Well, I have to say I am surprised. And a little worried." I took the knife and placed it on the counter, almost pushing it out of her reach. She giggled again.

"Don't worry about me. I'm glad that Howard has an outlet; he's been hiding his desires way too long, and it's not hard to see how different he is after spending time with you." She paused for a second and then added with apprehension, "Oh my, I just thought, I didn't interrupt anything by coming home early? He did seem rather shocked to see me."

"No, nothing of that sort. We were just having a beer and talking. He was surprised to see you though." We both laughed. "So how long have you known, and what exactly is it that you know? Just so we can both get onto the same page."

She began to prepare a salad as I cut vegies, and she told me of what she knew about Howard and me and how it all came to be. "He had rushed out of the house one day a couple years ago to go to the store for me. After he left, I spilt my coffee over the recipe, and needed to print a clean copy. Well, I found his email open on the computer and took a quick glance at the most current conversation, it was between the two of you. I will tell you that I was, at first, severely upset and ready to divorce him on the spot."

"Clearly that didn't happen, but why?" I asked.

"I didn't close the email right away but left it open so I could look through them some more before he came back. When I heard the car drive up, I quickly closed the app so he wouldn't know anything; and printed my recipe. He had been gone for over an hour, which gave me time to read many of the emails and think about how I was going to approach the situation. There were hundreds of emails! In the few emails that I was able to read, I leaned that he liked to dress up as a woman, he enjoyed gay sex, and he was very submissive. I also learned that you are a 'cross dresser'." She used the term unknowingly, but I nodded my head to confirm its use and definition for her. She continued, "I also learned that your girlfriend knew and supported not only your crossdressing, but your relationship with Howard as well. It was hard to understand at first, but I began to mull it over while I was alone. By the time he came home, I had decided not to say anything until I had a better idea of what to say and do. I'm sure I was a bit cold for a few days, but other than that, I tried to keep things normal."

She took a pause to gather more things from the fridge before saying, "Our sex life was not something to brag about. I'm sure you've seen his member. I don't blame him completely, but I'm not satisfied, and I turned away from sex with him a long time ago. I've had issues in the past and used that as an excuse. One thing I've noted though, he didn't seem to be too concerned about not fucking anymore. I guess he got what he needed from you or himself." Another pause, "Has he fucked you?"

"No. I've fucked him, but he hasn't fucked me. For the most part, however, we share a mostly dress-up and oral relationship. He doesn't last too long though, so most of the time is spent kissing, cuddling, and with him sucking me, when I'm not fucking him with a dildo or plugs."

"Wow, well, I'm not surprised." She paused, "is he any good at sucking?"

"I do enjoy his enthusiasm, and stick-to-it-tive-ness" I said with a smile.

She laughed and said, "he can be persistent, like a dog with a bone." We both broke out laughing uncontrollably at the double meaning.

When we regained our composure, I asked, "Can I ask a personal question?"

"Isn't that what were already doing?" she replied with a grin.

"If you and Howard aren't having sex, have you been getting it elsewhere?" I asked shyly.

"Honestly, no. At least not in the traditional sense. My girlfriend and I have gotten together a few times and enjoyed some oral and mutual stimulation of each other. That was the trip I took to BC with her not too long ago."

"Interesting." I said off-handedly.

"It was part of the reason I didn't come down on him so hard. I figured everyone was being taken care of, and no one was being hurt, so it worked out I guess."

"I guess that's true." I replied.

We continued working in silence for a while when Howard walked in. He asked, what we were talking about, and she said, "you".

I just nodded and smiled.

She then said something that stunned both Howard and me. "Actually, I was just about to ask John for a personal favor". To Howard she said, "You seem to be pretty happy with John, and given everything, I was hoping to share in that." Howard looked very confused, but given her sly smile towards me, and the recent topic of our conversation, I sensed she was about to spill the beans; but I too was shocked to hear.

She continued, still looking directly at Howard, "I'm sure you won't mind if I ask John to fuck me too."

Howard turned white and was on the brink of collapse. I ran over to him and took his arm as he began to droop. "Hey, Howard, it's okay, let's get you into the chair." Grace hadn't moved, but she was smiling from ear to ear. I led Howard to a chair and knelt in front of him. He began to stutter.

Before he could get out a denial or explanation, I said, "She's known for a while, and she is okay with everything." I reassured him. At that point, she too had made it to the other side of the chair and kissed him on the forehead as she knelt next to me. "I've known for quite a while, and had hoped to meet John, or Erica, is it? For a while."

Howard was dazed and Grace left to get him a stronger drink. She came back and said, "Here, drink this." He downed the shot of whiskey, and after a long silent pause, he said, "you're not mad?"

"I was. Don't get me wrong. But as I just told John, when I realized how well he was supported both in his crossdressing as well as the relationship with you, I began to understand how this would be beneficial for you too. Sadly, I couldn't figure out how to open the conversation with you to let you know. When we were talking outside with John, I thought this might be the best opportunity."

"Trust me, she shocked the hell out of me too when she brough it up" I told Howard. Grace and I then summarized our conversation. I wondered if it would come up, but after another long pause for Howard to absorb things, she added, "Besides, Janice and I have been engaging in a little pleasure ourselves, so I really couldn't deny you having pleasure."

Howard was shocked and spent a little longer processing. "Wow, I never thought." After a longer pause he added, "What's this about you wanting to fuck John?" He looked at me suspiciously as if it was my idea.

Grace piped right up and said, "Completely my idea. Let's face it Howard, you and I haven't fucked in a long time. And it's about time we were completely honest. Your cock doesn't come close to satisfying me. I saw a picture of John's cock, and I'm sure that will do the trick. Don't be jealous or mad, it's just that a girl has needs too, and they're more than I can satisfy with a plastic dong. Would it be so bad if John fucked both of us? If you want, you can watch. In fact, you can even wear some of my lingerie, I know you've been admiring it."

Howard was flabbergasted. Honestly, so was I. We waited while the wheels turned in Howard's mind. After a few moments, not very long actually, considering the magnitude of information he was trying to process, he said, "You and Janice?"

"Yes, dear, Janice and I have been pleasing each other. She isn't getting the satisfaction she needs either. Is it so wrong?" Grace was sounding a bit dismayed at this point, maybe even a bit peeved.

"No, No, it's not wrong. I just never thought about it. I was so focused on trying to keep John and me a secret. I didn't realize that maybe there was more to you not wanting to have sex with me. I fully believed your reasons, and ..." he trailed off. She had moved in close and kissed him, hugging him tightly.

"I love you" she said to him. He replied, "I love you too, and I want you to be happy."

"That's all I ever wanted for you, Howard."

The two of them were still hugging. Howard said, "John has an amazing cock, and amazing staying power, you are going to love it." She let out a little yelp and kissed him once more, followed by "Thank you, Honey." She bounced up.

I stood up, took her in my arms and said, "I would be honored to make love to you." We kissed.

After breaking the long kiss Grace said, "I'm sure we'll be making love at some point, but to be fair, I'm looking for a good hard fuck right now, you up for it, old man?" We all laughed, even Howard.

He finally stood up and Grace wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "I love you" she said, and he repeated it back to her. When their kiss broke, I stepped closer and took him in my arms and Howard and I kissed. I could tell he was apprehensive, but I felt Grace put her arms around both of us, and as our kiss broke, the three of us had our faces close to each other and smiled.

We shared more kissing around the circle for a while as we held each other. Grace then asked, "What about your wife?? What is she going to say?"

"Well, I'm sure she will be supportive of me fucking both of you. I will admit, she might want to spend a bit of time just you and her as well."

"Ummm, sounds glorious." Said Grace, then she asked, "Are you feeling up to fucking me before dinner?"

"Love to." I said to her. She took my arm and we turned to the bedroom. She said, "Howard, you are welcome to watch or carry on with dinner, your choice?" She led me into the room. I turned back to see Howard following, "I'd love to watch", he mumbled.

I whispered to Grace, and she made for the dresser. I then turned to Howard and kissed him once more. "Strip, Grace has something special for you to wear while you watch. And then I want you to make sure I'm good and hard before I enter her."

The joy on Howard's face as Grace came over holding a pair of her lacy panties and a matching bra, could have lit up the whole house. He frantically stripped his clothes off as we watched. Then with practiced precision, he put the bra on and followed with the panties. Before the panties had encased his cock, I noticed that it was the hardest I had ever known it to be. I was sure that before I had even entered Grace, they were going to be filled with his cream.

When Howard was finished redressing, Grace instructed him to bring a chair in to sit on. "... and grab a towel for the chair, so it doesn't it stained with your cum." He ran out of the room and did as he was told. Grace and I kissed until he returned. He looked very nice wearing her pink lacy bra and panties, eagerly watching us. I stepped back enough for him to see everything and began to undress Grace. I took her top off to reveal a black lacy bra, like the pink lacy one her husband was now wearing. I thought she either has a whole collection of this style, or she chose his purposely to match the one she was wearing. I hugged her as I reached around and unclasped the bra. As I pulled away again, I brought the bra straps with me causing her to lift her arms to release it. Her breasts, though a bit saggy with age, were very nice and I felt obligated to suck on each of them for a moment before continuing. She moaned as I took her nipples into my mouth one at a time.

I glanced at Howard to see his hand was fondling his member through his panties. I kissed each nipple again before lowering myself to kiss her navel. As I tickled her belly button with my tongue, I pulled down the stretch-fit leggings she was wearing. She lifted each leg in turn to let me take them from her. When I pulled back to look, I saw, without surprise, the same lacy panties Howard was wearing on her but in black. I kissed her mound through the material. She elicited another moan. I stayed close, and continued planting kisses as I pulled the panties off her. My nose sucking in her sweet aroma. Soon her bush, which was surprisingly neatly trimmed and shaped, came into view. My mind flashed back to Janice and understood. I kissed my way down to her lips. Her taste was incredibly pleasing, but I loved the taste of a woman's pussy so I might be biased. I looked over the tender folds and ran my tongue along them as best I could, given my position. After a short while of this I felt her hold my head and gently tug me upwards. Reluctantly I stood up, throwing another glance at Howard's progress. He was rubbing slowly; I knew he was trying to last.

When I stood, Grace attacked my golf shirt and pulled it over my head. Her lips caressed my chest in a slow but steady progression to her knees. She undid the belt and jeans in short order and removed them to reveal the pink panties I was wearing. "Oh, I was hoping you would be wearing these!" she cooed before kissing my rock-hard member through the material. "Oh Howard, he's sooooo biiiiggg! I understand why you love sucking this cock." She pulled the panties down slightly to reveal the head and quickly kissed it and licked it. "Oh my that's soooo tasty". She had my panties off and was kneeling with my cock staring her in the face. She took hold of the shaft and shifted so that Howard had a perfect view. "Watch, honey, I'm going to take him in my mouth. I can't resist this awesome work of art." Howard said nothing, he just smiled and rubbed his panty-covered cock. Her mouth engulfed me in one move. I felt the back of her throat and her gag reflex kick in. To my surprise she managed it well and just slid her face back slowly before going in once more. She fucked her mouth on my cock for a long time when she slid off and said, "See, Howard, this is how long you're supposed to last for a woman."

As we both looked over at him, we saw that he was still rubbing his cock through the panties, but it was obvious that he had already cum in them. I was surprised to see that his shaft was still somewhat hard, which was not the norm that I had become accustomed to with him after he exploded. I motioned for him to come over, and he knew exactly what for. He dropped to his knees next to his wife. Still holding my cock, Grace pointed it towards Howard and he eagerly accepted the proffered member into his mouth. He sucked for a long time as his wife knelt next to him planting kisses on his cheek and encouraging him on, "that's a good girl, Michelle, you are sucking that cock like a pro."

Grace stood and embraced me; we kissed as her husband sucked my cock. After a while, she broke the kiss and said, "That's enough for now baby girl, I need this man to fuck me now. Go sit in your chair and watch." I nudged her back onto the bed where she pulled herself up and spread her thighs, inviting me into her. I laid down into her legs and placed my lips on her pussy. She screamed as I nibbled her clit. I proceeded to lick and suck her folds; in this position, I was able to quickly bringing her to her first orgasm. She screamed as the waves of pleasure shot through her. I continued to lick and suck until she begged me to stop. I looked up at her, my face covered in her cream, and slowly crawled up and over her until she screamed once more when my cock poked against her soaked pussy. I held back and just lowered my face to kiss her. She eagerly tasted herself on my lips. I continued to poke and pull against her pussy with my cock. She squirmed trying to get herself onto me. Finally, she said, "Fuck me! Please John, Please, fuck me."

I slid into her for the first time, staring into her eyes as I did so. Her face contorted in pleasure as a long low moan escaped her lips; her eyes rolling back as her head tiled back. I took my time sliding in with one long continuous motion. When I finally reached the limit, I stayed in place and held myself tight to her. When her face came back towards me and we made eye contact again she mouthed, "Thank you". I kissed her again. I pulled out slowly and went in again a bit faster. My pace increased as I fucked her until I was rapidly and deeply pounding her underused pussy. I rode through a couple more of her orgasms, not relenting much more than a slight pause each time she began to writhe in pleasure beneath me.