Life of the Mainwarings Pt. 04

"Hi, Darla, it's Pamela.... Yes, he wants to meet you.... No, I didn't tell him we'd had our little bit of fun.... That will be our secret for now.... Haven't quite figured that out, no.... I think I'll surprise him by joining the two of you and making it a threesome... I know, isn't it hot? Christ, I feel like a teenager... Yes, a post menopausal teenager... OK... Let's meet tonight... Food court at the mall in front of the coffee place... Can you be there by six? ... Yes? See you then... Kiss-kiss... Bye!"

Pamela ended the call and switched to text mode. She sent Sean a text. "Darla wants it tonight. Meet me at the house by 5." About a minute later, she got an "OK" as a reply with a smiley face next to it. She smiled. Things had been different in the Mainwaring house this week. Ever since the night that they'd finally put their plan into action she'd been happy. Happy and a little buzzed with excitement. She and Sean had fucked twice over the weekend, something that hadn't happened in quite a while. They talked about meeting Darla and now, Pamela had set it up. She wondered how Sean would react when she suddenly appeared in the bedroom, naked, to join his romp with Darla. Specifically, she wondered how he would react to seeing her kiss Darla and eat her pussy. It was a risk, but her assumption was that 99 per cent of all guys would love to see their wife or girlfriend go down on another girl – even guys who would never in a million years think about going down on another guy.

"Now where did THAT thought come from?" Pamela wondered. And then she thought about what she would feel like if she saw Sean sucking a cock. The thought sent a jolt of arousal straight from her brain to her clit. Her face felt warm as a flush of excitement spread from her chest upward into her cheeks. Wow. Something else to think about. Had they opened Pandora's Box? Where would this lead them? Well, wherever it was, she'd find out eventually. Now, however, it was time to get back to work, which she did, until it was time to go home.

The nagging dark cloud on the horizon was the fact that she'd violated their agreement. She felt bad about that and hadn't figured out what to do about it. She knew she'd have to come clean at some point and wondered how Sean would take it.

She left work early and got home in time to take a quick shower, making sure to keep her hair out of the spray. She reapplied her makeup, added a dab of perfume in strategic areas, and was waiting with a smile on her face and a pitcher of martinis when Sean strolled into the house.

"Hello, beautiful," Sean said – something he'd said to Pamela every time he walked through the door since they'd first moved in together about a year before they were married. He kissed her on the cheek, noting the fresh lipstick she was wearing. "Have I mentioned that you just keep getting more beautiful every time I see you, darling? It's really not fair to other women that you never seem to get a day older."

Pamela laughed. "Oh, Sean, you charmer. You just say that because you want to get into my pants," she added, handing him his martini.

"Well, there IS that," Sean admitted, chuckling, and taking a sip of the potent brew, "but it also happens to be the truth."

"Oh stop, darling, and go change or we'll be late to meet Darla. Why don't you take your shower now too, dear?"

"Yes, boss," Sean replied in a mock subservient tone.

"Make it a quick shower, darling, and we'll go meet Darla at the same spot where we met Melissa. I know you'll like her, but I want to be sure, so we'll meet her on neutral territory and you can decide if you want to bring her home and shag her silly, or not."

"OK, sweetie," Sean said, kissing Pamela lightly on the lips and strolling off down the hall, martini in hand and a smile on his lips. "Fifteen minutes."

True to his word, fifteen minutes later Sean emerged from the master suite in a pair of chinos, a polo shirt, and topsiders, his hair still slightly damp from the shower. As they got into their car she caught the scent of his cologne.

"Ungaro?"

"Yes, do you think she'll notice?"

"Well, I would. It's a great fragrance for you."

"Good. So tell me about Darla," Sean said, turning the conversation to matters at hand.

For the rest of the short drive to the mall, Pamela related what she had planned to say about Darla, mostly things that were in the online profile but some additional details that she might have gleaned from their conversations subsequent to their first online contact. Sean felt a ball of excitement start to form in the pit of his stomach and he was really looking forward to meeting someone that Pamela was so obviously enthused about.

"Pamela," Darla said, waving at her from a table at the food court. She stood as Pamela came over to her and the two women hugged, briefly.

"Darla, this is Sean. Sean, Darla," Pamela said by way of introductions.

"Happy to meet you," Sean said, taking Darla's hand and shaking it briefly.

"Same here," Darla said, appraising him boldly with what, in a man, would have been called "elevator eyes."

Sean almost blushed under the obviously sexual scrutiny. Almost, but not quite. Instead, he returned Darla's appraising look with one of his own, taking in her form from head to toe. And, what a form it was. His cock stiffened as he thought about what was under that knee length sweater dress. It was a soft green, matching her eyes, and set off her red hair perfectly. Her smile was dazzling and she exuded sex. He was completely at a loss to explain why any husband wouldn't want to make love to this woman many times a day, let alone in a week.

"Like what you see," Darla said, turning around on the spot. The rear view was as lovely as the front view had been.

"Absolutely. You're a knockout. I can't imagine you not getting enough at home."

"Yes, well, that's the problem, and that's why I'm here," Darla said, still smiling.

Sean looked at Pamela and nodded slightly.

"Well, then," Pamela said, "that's all settled. Darla, if you're willing, let's go back to our place and you and Sean can get closer acquainted."

"We'd be fools not to," Darla said.

The trio walked together back out to the parking lot.

"Sean," Pamela said, "I'll ride in Darla's car and show her how to get to our place. You drive home and meet us there, OK, sweetie?"

"Great idea," Sean said, kissing his wife and then walking to his car.

Darla and Pamela walked quickly to Darla's car where they finalized their plans for the evening. Everything would go as it had the night Melissa had been there, except that instead of actually leaving, Pamela would go back to the guest wing of the house and watch the proceedings on her laptop. At some point, she'd sneak into the master suite and join Darla and Sean and then they'd see where things went from there.

Sean's car was in the garage but the door was open when they arrived. The two women went into the house and Pamela led Darla to the guest room to change.

"Bathroom's down the hall and to the left if you want to fluff up a bit, dear," Pamela said.

"Good. But first," Darla said, dragging Pamela into an embrace and kissing her hard on the lips.

"Mmmmm..." Pamela said, accepting the kiss and returning it with interest.

"I never get tired of that," Darla breathed, breaking the kiss.

"I could get used to it," Pamela said, smiling. "Now scoot! Sean is waiting. You're going to love fucking him darling. He's a real cocksman and he knows what to do with his tongue."

"Remind me again why you're doing this? If I had a guy like Sean, I sure wouldn't be pimping him out to other women."

"Crazy isn't it? Well, it's working out great for you, dear, so just go with it."

"Absolutely. See you in a few," Darla said walking down the hall with her overnight bag.

Darla disappeared into the bathroom and a moment later, Pamela heard water running. She waited and in about ten minutes, Darla emerged from the bathroom wearing a green teddy with a snap crotch. It was obvious that she had nothing on underneath. Her big tits stretched the sheer fabric and her hard nipples tented the fabric like a pair of erections.

"Wow," Pamela said, "Sean is going to go nuts when he sees you."

"Thanks," Darla said.

"C'mon. The master suite is this way," Pamela said, taking Darla's hand and leading her to the master bedroom.

They arrived at the door and Pamela kissed Darla on the cheek. "Go have a good time. I'll give you about 20 minutes and then pop in for some three way fun. Remember, we've never had sex before, OK?"

"Got it," Darla replied, giving Pamela a quick hug. Then she was through the door.

Pamela heard Sean's whistle and Darla's giggle as the door closed and she turned and walked back down the hall. She quickly stripped and stepped into the guest bath to do a little fluffing of her own. Satisfied with her appearance and freshness, she slipped into the guest room and lay down on the bed. Picking up her tablet, she opened the icon for their internal video network and started watching her husband and his latest partner.

Meanwhile, in the Master suite...

Sean whistled as Darla entered the room and closed the door softly behind her. She was beautiful for a woman of any age. The green teddy showed off her curves, and of course, green is a great color for red heads, and this was certainly true for Darla. His cock had been half hard before she walked in and it quickly made a large tent in his running shorts, which constituted his entire outfit.

"Glad you approve," Darla said, grinning, "it looks like you're happy to see me anyway," she added with a low chuckle.

Sean got up from the bed, where he'd been laying, and took Darla in his arms for a kiss. She came willingly and they were soon heavily engaged in a grinding embrace, their bodies pressing together through the thin fabric of what clothing they had on. Darla moaned as she felt Sean's big cock press into her belly. She gasped as he gripped her ass in his hands and pulled her crotch onto his right thigh, grinding against her pussy mound and squeezing her ass cheeks.

"I think we can skip the foreplay this time, don't you?" Darla murmured in Sean's ear.

"Whatever the lady wants the lady gets," Sean replied, smiling.

Sean released Darla, stepped back, and stripped off his shorts. His cock slapped against his belly, rock hard and ready to go.

Darla unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and pulled it off, tossing it aside as she moved to the bed. Sean joined her, rolled her onto her back, and slid between her legs. He rubbed the angry red helmet of his massive trouser snake up and down the glistening slit between Darla's legs coating it with a layer of her cunt slime mixed with his own copious secretions. She moaned as his cock head scraped across her enflamed clitoris. Darla cocked her hips up and opened her legs even wider inviting Sean to bury his massive missile in her humid depths.

Sean took the hint and notching his cock in Darla's vaginal vestibule, he pushed it home in one long thrust.

"Ohhhhhhhh....godddddddddd," Darla moaned as she felt her pussy filled with man meat for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Fuck me with that big cock, baby. Fuck me good and hard," she commanded, her face locked in a grimace of lust.

Sean held his cock buried to the hilt in Darla's sex sleeve, grinding their pubic bones together, mashing her throbbing clit between them before he withdrew all but an inch of his meat and slammed it back inside.

"FUCK!" Darla shouted as she felt Sean pounding her pussy with the full length and girth of his cock. "FUCK!" Darla kept on shouting as Sean kept on pounding her pussy with long forceful strokes. "FUCK!" Darla shouted each time she felt Sean's mighty meat hilt itself in her guts. Her pussy was stretched just short of the point where it would have been uncomfortable and she loved it. Sean grunted with each stroke as he put everything he had into beating the busty redhead's pussy into submission, forcing Darla to climax around his cock, mastering her pussy with his prick.

Darla's head swiveled side to side as she thrashed and jerked under Sean's penetrating onslaught. She grabbed both tits and began mauling them, squeezing the abundant flesh, pulling on her nipples, feeling her body and mind go over the edge into a vast canyon of climaxes.

"FUCK!" Sean shouted as he felt Darla's cunt muscles clamp down on his cock. It was fortunate for him that his cock was fully sheathed when this happened because her climax was so forceful in its onset that if it had caught him on the down stroke his cock would probably have been bent in two. He stopped all movement except to flex his inner muscles which made his cock jerk inside Darla's spasming sex sleeve. Sensing a rhrythm to her pulses Sean began pumping her pussy again timing his strokes to the spaces between her climactic clenching.

"OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD," Darla chanted as her cock-generated orgasm, so long denied continued to sweep over her nervous system in waves. A woman's touch was wonderful, but Darla was no lesbian, and she craved the penetration of a real male cock. She smelled the heady perfume of man sweat, cologne, pussy juice, and cock. It fired her libido like nothing else. She was surfing the pleasure wave now, her mind back in some semblance of control and her body no longer on automatic pilot.

Darla looked up to see Sean smiling down at her, his hips rocking to and fro sending that marvelous hung of male equipment forth to plumb her depths again and again.

"Welcome back, Darla," he said, grinning.

Darla grinned back and wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together.

"That was nice," she said. "No, better than nice...that was fan-fucking-tastic," she added. "Hold still."

Sean stopped moving and held his cock inside Darla's seething sheath. Then he felt Darla move under him, using her legs to pull herself onto his cock. She was fucking him with her pussy, putting on a display of leg and core strength that he found impressive. He backed up onto his knees a bit to give her more room.

"That's it baby, let Darla fuck that big prick of yours. I wanna milk it for you and make you blow a big fat load of cock sauce in my hungry little cunny," Darla said, her voice tight with exertion.

Sean looked straight ahead and closed his eyes, concentrating on the sensation of feeling his cock swallowed again and again by Darla's pussy. Her powerful internal muscles sucked and massaged Sean's dick with incredible skill and purpose. Her abs rippled as she worked her ass up and down using her legs for leverage. A series of small climaxes trilled through her nervous system as she listened to Sean's grunts and groans of pleasure as she pleasured him.

Pamela watched them from the guest room, rubbing her pussy vigorously. She was hooked on watching her husband fuck other women and she knew it. She was torn between wanting to join them and wanting to just lay here and watch while she masturbated. She stared at Darla's belly as the buxom red head pulled herself onto Sean's cock repeatedly. It was an impressive physical display, that's for sure. She wondered if Darla could keep it up long enough for Sean to cum. He had incredible stamina.

Darla clamped her hands on Sean's ass and used her arms to assist her in her effort to get Sean to give up his load. She wanted to feel his cock jerking and spitting in her pussy. For her it was like a golfer wanting to hear the ball drop into the cup. It signaled success. She needed Sean to come for her – she wanted the reassurance that she was still attractive to a man. She knew this to be true, mentally, but emotionally, her husband's lack of interest in her sexually had taken a toll. Sean represented a chance to get her mojo back.

"FUCK! Darla...damn! You're gonna make me cum, baby!"

"Yeah! Give it to me you big son of a bitch! Empty those balls into my cunt! Blow me a big load right in my pussy hole!"

Sean grabbed Darla's ass in both hands, his face buried in the sheets to the right of Darla's head, and began pumping his cock in powerful strokes knowing he was moments away from doing exactly what Darla was begging him to do.

"AAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" he half roared half groaned into Darla's ear as he let go.

She felt it deep inside. His cock began to jerk and she could feel the familiar flood of his explosion filling her pussy pit. It was a huge load. Another climax burst across Darla's consciousness as she felt Sean's semen fill her to overflowing and drip down her crack sliding across her clenching asshole.

Motes of light swam across Sean's vision as he felt his dick expertly milked by Darla's clenching pussy. She was amazing. He'd cum so hard that he'd nearly lost consciousness for a moment. He felt what he knew to be the last of his own internal contractions and his cock began to soften slightly. Sweat was running off of him and he moved off of Darla, letting his cock pull free of her grasping pussy and drag wetly across her thigh as he moved to lie next to her on the bed.

"That was amazing," they both said at the same time, and laughed.

"Well," said Pamela as she stepped into the room, naked, "you two seem to be getting along pretty well."

"Pamela?" Sean said, surprised.

"This looked like a lot of fun, so I thought I'd join in. Hope you don't mind," she said as she sauntered over to the bed.

"Mind? Hell no, we don't mind, do we Sean," Darla said, grinning and winking at Pamela.

Sean saw the wink and wondered what it meant. Then Pamela was between his legs engulfing his freshly fucked, slime coated cock with her hungry mouth. At the same time Darla covered his mouth with her own cutting off any further speech he felt inclined to make. His cock responded to Pamela's ministrations and was soon rock hard and throbbing once more.

"There, that's better," Pamela said as she released his dick from her mouth with a pop. She held his dick in her fist reveling in its girth and hardness watching it twitch in time to his pulse. Then she released it and moved between Darla's legs, which Darla spread wide to give her room.

"Clean up in aisle D," Pamela cooed as she fastened her mouth on Darla's creamy pussy.

Sean looked down at his wife who was enthusiastically eating the freshly fucked pussy of another woman. He was so stunned that he nearly lost his erection. Pamela had never indicated any inclination toward bisexuality during the entire time he'd known her. Darla wasn't making any objection either – her eyes were closed and her hands were on Pamela's head guiding her as she worked Darla's clit and labia with her eager tongue and lips.

"Ohhhhh...Sean...your wife's tongue is really good...look at her go...she's a natural," Darla said. She was watching Sean's expression. He was clearly gob smacked seeing his wife go down on another woman for the first time. For a moment she thought they'd made a mistake, springing it on him like this, but his cock was throbbing so at least part of him accepted it.

"Watch her (gasp) eat me, Sean. She (gasp) loves it. Fuck...don't stop baby...right there...yeah...juuuust like that...oh FUCK! I'm gonna cum!"

Sean couldn't stand it. He got off the bed and walked around so that he was behind his wife. He could see how aroused she was by the sex dew that covered her bright pink labial folds. He watched how enthusiastically she was lapping Darla's pussy and it excited him. A small part of his brain, which unfortunately wasn't getting enough blood to really function properly, had some questions, but his cock had no doubts at all. He climbed onto the bed and set himself behind his wife leading with his stiff prick. Briefly rubbing the head across her pussy lips he buried himself in Pamela's humid depths with a jerk of his hips slamming himself into her and forcing her face more firmly against Darla's wet cunt.