The Girl Next Door

I tried to analyze where my errant words had come from and decided that it was mostly from Kim's remark about needing a cock while I was gone. I didn't like to leave my wife wanting.

All three of them were still looking at me, not completely buying into my explanation.

"Actually," I said hesitantly, "there is more to that." I took a deep breath. "Kim and Jack, you two have been completely amazing in the way you've allowed Angie and me to carry on the way we have. I have no standing to protest if the two of you have any interest in engaging in that kind of activity, especially if Kim is suffering from withdrawal when I'm away."

"Wow," Jack murmured, seemingly at a loss for words for once.

"Connor," Kim said, "I appreciate that you're trying to be scrupulously fair here, but I need to know what you really feel about this. And I mean really. We did that thing where we weren't honest with each other, trying to make each other happy. I don't want that. I want the complete truth."

This was all happening too fast and I needed time to think. "I'm going to grab a Molson from the fridge. Anyone need anything while I'm up?" They all shook their heads. "I'll be back in a minute. then."

As I slipped into the kitchen, I pondered what was in my heart. Have Kim sleep with a minimally functional Jack while I was away? I had to put some stock in the fact that I was the one who'd suggested it. Some part of me thought it was a good idea. It certainly was fair, but was it what I wanted?

Would this affect the wonderful relationship that Kim and I had? Would it lead to resentment in the long run? And how could I know that now? In the end, it finally came down to the most important thing in my life. I cared more about Kim's happiness than my own and I knew with certainty that she cared more about mine than hers. If it made her happy to sleep with Jack, it would honestly make me happy too. Honestly.

I headed back for the porch.

"Forget something?" Jack asked.

"Huh?"

"Your beer. You went to get a beer."

"Oh, yeah. Well, I guess I must have decided I didn't need it."

"And?" Angie demanded impatiently. Sometimes I seriously still wanted to slap the little bitch. When I wasn't having mind-blowing sex with her, that is.

"Well, if the two of you think it would help, I'm all for it."

Jack was blushing so deeply that I could see it by torchlight, but the girls got up and gave me a group hug. It was a novel feeling having four bare breasts pressing against me all at once. I was doubly glad to be shirtless.

"This is gonna be so much fun!" Angie giggled. "I'll get him ready."

Yikes! I'd kind of figured they'd wait until I was gone again. Did they have to do it now? But then I supposed that if they were going to try this, it would be good to know if it worked before I left.

"Connor, I..." Jack looked really embarrassed.

"Don't you even try and weasel out of this, pal," I told him. "You've got stud duty tonight. And when I leave next time, I'm going to need you to do this for me. Remember how that works?"

He could see that I really was good with it. I watched the weight lift off of his shoulders. "Well okay. I guess I'll take one for the team."

"That's the spirit."

I was genuinely happy for him and hoped it would work out, though I was quite oblivious as to the mechanics of what was to come.

"Just don't blame me if Kim can't walk in the morning," he said with a leering grin.

"Knock yourself out. We'll see if you can handle her."

"Let's go, big guy," Angie said to her husband, and he got his chair rolling in that direction.

"Angie," Kim said, "don't do the injection just yet. I'd like to play this one by ear if it's okay with you guys."

"Sounds good," Angie agreed. "I'll come out and tell you when he's ready. It'll probably be ten or fifteen minutes."

When they'd gone inside, Kim turned to me and gave me a wet, lingering kiss, then quickly bent down and slid my shorts down to my knees. I'd forgone underwear for the duration of our time here and now my cock was dangling in the soft ocean breeze.

"What are you doing?"

"I've got a little surprise for you."

My wife dropped to her knees before my flaccid manhood, then hesitantly opened her mouth wide.

"Are you sure, Kim?" She looked up.

"Connor, the last time I tried this, it made me feel like an idiot, even though you were really great about it. Tonight you showed me again just how selfless you can be, and now that I know you actually do like blow jobs, I've decided to put my embarrassment aside and reward you. Besides, watching us would be especially tough on you if you're hard up."

"Watching you?"

"Well, I can pretty much guess that Angie will be peeking through the window, so I figure you should be there to hold up the O'Leary end."

"You don't mind?"

"No, and I'm sure you've got questions about how Jack has sex."

"Yeah, I guess. I've never discussed that with him."

"I pretty much know what to expect from what Angie's told me, but I'd like you to see for yourself."

"Sounds interesting, but I don't feel comfortable about spying on Jack."

"Oh, I'll ask him, of course. If he wants privacy, I'll wave you off. Then you can make sure Angie's not spying either. I'm sure you can find a way to keep her occupied."

"Okay, I guess that would be–"

"Ooof!" Kim exclaimed. She'd bent her face back down to continue, but I'd come to full tumescence during the course of our conversation and she'd jammed her nose hard on the tip. She looked up at me.

"This isn't going well already. Maybe I shouldn't even try to–"

I took her head in my hands and guided her to my wanting cock. "Please take me in your mouth, Kim."

If we'd been missing out on this for thirteen years because I'd been just a little too polite to ask, that was a shame, but knowing that's all it would have taken made me willing to push her a little. I gently moved her head, rubbing her closed lips around on my straining head. Hesitantly, she opened her mouth, and I slid myself in.

When her lips closed around me, I let go and she took over.

Kim managed to graze me with her teeth pretty good a couple of times before she started to get the hang of it, but I couldn't have cared less. She was actually giving me a blowjob.

I was worried that Angie would be back in time to catch us at it, but like with most things, Kim was a very quick learner and I realized that I was going to blow my wad nearly as quickly as I had that first time. The risk of our being caught at it only added to the excitement of the moment.

Sure enough, it was only about a minute later that she brought me to the edge.

"You might want to back off, hon," I whispered hoarsely. "I'm gonna come in a few seconds."

She shook her head, but slid most of me out to where she just had the head between her lips. I convulsed slightly as the first burst of white heat shot upwards. Kim held still and stayed calm as I shot one rope after another into her mouth. It felt absolutely marvelous to me. Kim was the woman I loved, and the fact that she was willing to do this for me made it better than when Angie had let me come in her throat.

At last I was done, and Kim let me go. She reached up onto the table and took my half empty Mai Tai. I figured she'd spit into the glass, but instead she took a good swig and washed my wad down with it, then proceeded to lick the last traces off of me. She was quite thorough and so erotic that by the time she got done, I could feel the beginnings of a fresh erection forming. Alas, there was no time for that and I gently helped her to her feet. She took another pull from my glass and swished it around good for a few seconds before swallowing.

"Good idea," I said. "I don't think Jack wants my taste in his mouth." That thought gave me the rock solid willies. The idea of tasting another man's semen was repulsive. The girls might be flexible on their orientation, but Jack and I absolutely weren't.

Kim put down the glass and wrapped her arms around me, then kissed me good. "I think I could get used to that taste, though," she said. "I can't believe I withheld that from you for so long."

"You've more than made up for it with everything else you do."

"Hey!" Angie said from the doorway. "Just which one of you guys is screwing my husband tonight?" We both turned toward her and I belatedly realized that my shorts were still around my knees and my semi-soft manhood was pointed right at her.

"We're going to flip for it," I said.

When Angie saw that I wasn't rushing to make myself decent, she gave me that look that I always hated. The one that said I was a despicable human being and didn't deserve to share a bed with her best friend. In response, I wiggled a little and my shorts dropped to the deck.

"Hey wench, how do you like those apples?"

"Weenie. Two of us can play that game." She reached down, fumbled for a second, and her wrap fell to the floor, leaving her as nude as I was.

Kim sighed loudly. "I think it was a miracle that the two of you didn't kill each other during the last few months," she said in mock disgust. I doubt any of us knew for sure how much of the animosity between Angie and myself was real, or just long habit.

"Is Jack ready?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, I gave him a little blue pill before dinner. He's as ready as he's gonna be without his shot."

"Thank you, Angie, and thanks for letting us try this. Now I'm going to let you guys continue with your sparring match while I have fun with Jack." My beloved wife gave me one last kiss, then walked away to go sleep with another man. Suddenly I wasn't so sure this was a good idea.

Meanwhile, Angie went over to the corner of the wraparound deck and dropped the lid onto the Tiki torch, extinguishing it, then headed down the side of the villa toward the bedroom window, padding silently. It was pretty obvious to me what she was up to, so I started after her.

Angie killed the light from the other two torches on that side of the villa. Now the only light was coming through the window. Angie parked herself right in the middle of it.

I walked up behind her and noted that the window was closed. The sheers were drawn too, but they were so translucent that they did very little to block our view. I could just make out soothing tropical music from the bedside stereo and I was sure there was no way that they would be able to see or hear us.

Like ours, Jack and Angie's room was furnished simply with tastefully elegant furniture. A king sized bed was situated with its headboard against the outer wall, just a little offset from the window. Jack was on his back in the middle of it, wearing nothing but his baggy shorts.

He'd probably been forty lbs. overweight when the accident happened, but had lost that and a lot more in the years after, most of it by choice in order to make it easier for Angie to handle him. Now he had about 140 pounds on his six-foot two frame. His upper body actually looked decent, but his legs were mere sticks.

Kim was running her hands over his chest and we could hear her voice over the soft music.

"How about here?" she asked.

"Yeah, that's about where I lose it."

"Okay, so now I know what's gonna feel good for you, and what's just gonna feel good for me."

She laid down at his side and lifted his arm across her chest, placing his hand on her breast. I could see his hand weakly moving on it.

"How's that, Jack?"

"Damn, I love big boobs," he said.

"He's gonna pay for that," Angie murmured.

"You're not hearing or seeing any of this, remember?"

"Okay, but still..."

"Well, if you like that, Jack," Kim said mischievously, "try this." She got up on all fours above him and lowered her big, heavy breasts down, squeezing his face in her cleavage. Then she moved in a circular motion, dragging them across his face.

Jack quickly turned his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Kim let him pull at it for a minute, then gave him the other one, which he attacked with similar vigor. Kim moaned.

"Does he do that with you?" I asked Angie.

"Kinda, but not that much," she said glumly. "I think he really does prefer big boobs."

Even if this was Angie, I could feel a little compassion. I pressed up against her from behind, then reached around and began to massage her smaller tits. "If it's any consolation, Angie, I think yours are perfect."

"You're fucking warped, Connor, but thanks for saying so." She leaned back against me and sighed as I gave her breasts the once over.

Then Kim moved down a little and kissed Jack on the lips. He certainly had no impairment there and within seconds, they were passionately sucking face while Kim ran her hand all over his hairy chest. She appeared to enjoy playing in that forest, and I felt a little inadequate myself for being nearly hairless.

After a few minutes of that, Kim said something in a low voice. He answered quietly and they both looked at the window and winked. Then Kim moved up to where she was straddling Jack's face. He reached up and fumbled at her wrap with his clumsy fingers. He was just capable enough to unfasten it, and then he dragged it off of her. Then Kim sat right down on Jack's face.

"Holy shit!" Angie murmured, leaning forward and pressing her face to the glass. "Kim doesn't mess around."

"She's totally shameless when she's horny," I replied. I noticed that I was a little horny myself. My erection was laying neatly in Angie's butt crack, but she was so involved in the scene before us that she didn't seem to notice.

From the look on her face, Jack was obviously doing a number on Kim, and her first climax came quickly. Angie was breathing hard from watching, and I could tell she was turned on too. I also guessed that she would be wet and ready by now. Without ceremony, I took myself in hand and slid into her pussy, burying myself to the hilt.

Angie showed her surprise with a sharp intake of breath, but then began to move with me as I slowly stroked in and out.

Having recovered from her climax, Kim scooted off the bed, then reached down and unzipped Jack's shorts. She worked them down his legs and dropped them next to her wrap. Now they were both as nude as Angie and I.

I hadn't ever seen, off of a screen, another man's penis during sex. It was a little weird, but I couldn't look away. Jack's cock was relatively short, but very thick, and he was mostly erect.

"Wow, that's rare," Angie whispered.

"It's unusual for him to get a stiffy?"

"Yeah. It's called a reflex erection and he sometimes gets those when touched. It never lasts though. He can only keep it up if he has the injection."

"Where does he get it, arm, butt or thigh?"

"It doesn't work that way. It has to be injected into the penis itself."

"Ouch!" I whimpered.

She giggled softly. I could feel it where we were connected. "He can't feel it, of course."

Kim took Jack in her hand and began to caress his member. Angie shook her head. "Kim's still going on the assumption that stroking it will make it harder."

Kim seemed to realize her mistake, instead turning to straddle his crotch. She quickly moved him to her entrance.

"Nope, never gonna work," Angie said. "He's not hard enough." But I suddenly realized that Angie might not know what I did.

Now Kim's natural looseness came to her aid. She had to support his erection with her fist, but she slowly took him inside her body.

"Holy shit!" Angie murmured in awe. "They're doin' it."

Slowly, Kim raised herself a little, then quickly sat back down. She raised herself slowly again, then sat quickly. She repeated over and over and we could see Jack getting harder as she went.

"Oh, I see what she's doing," I murmured.

"What the hell? He never gets that hard without drugs."

So I explained how Kim had developed her Kegel muscles to compensate for her physiology.

"So she's basically pumping his dick up?"

"Exactly. It feels really good when she does that."

I could feel Angie experiment with the technique I'd described. After a few strokes she was getting the hang of it, but her muscles were pitifully weak compared to Kim's.

"That's it. Now just work on getting stronger for a few years and you'll be there.

"Screw off, weenie," Angie hissed, no longer squeezing me. But she was getting just as much from me as I was getting from her and she kept meeting my long, slow strokes.

Kim reached down and began playing with Jack's nipples, then leaned down for a quick kiss. Then she was back to working her magic. She was moving up and down a little more now and I realized that Jack's cock had gotten even thicker and longer.

"Wow, he must have been able to split you in half back in the day."

"Why do you think I stuck with him? I do find yours to be a bit more comfortable, though."

"He's not gonna come, is he?" I asked, suddenly remembering that not only was Kim not on the pill, she was in her window of fertility as well.

"No, he's not capable of ejaculation anymore. It's safe."

Kim was obviously enjoying herself and Jack looked like he was in heaven. I could barely imagine how it must be helping his self-image to have a woman who had no obligation to be with him being massively turned on while riding him, especially since this was happening without the benefit of the shot.

"It's too bad Jack can't play with her tits right now," I said. "She loves that when she's on top."

"Well maybe he can't to it, but I sure can." Angie slid right off the end of me and headed for the door of the villa. "You can finish by yourself," she said snarkily.

Bitch.

I continued to watch. Seconds later Angie entered the room and knelt right behind Kim, taking her voluminous breasts in her hands and pinching her nipples. From the look on Kim's face, she didn't mind Angie's arrival at all. For his part, it appeared that being with two women at once was as big a fantasy for Jack as it had been for me.

Angie ground her sex against one of Jack's skinny thighs and from the look of things, she was really getting turned on by it. I realized that this is what the three of them would look like while I was gone on my next assignment. I felt a little left out.

I went around the other side of the villa and availed myself of the outdoor shower, running it full cold, then recovered my shorts and put them back on. I settled back into the hammock and let the warm breeze, gentle light of the remaining torches, and the sounds of distant lovemaking nearly lull me to sleep.

But then I heard Angie's voice yell from the bedroom. "Holy shit! Jack!" She sounded highly stressed and all sorts of possibilities popped into my mind, primarily the idea that Jack was having some kind of medical emergency.

I'd gone through some standard Red Cross classes before heading off to Vietnam, so I reviewed procedures in my head as I raced down the hall and into the room.

Angie was standing next to the bed with her hand over her mouth. Kim was up on her knees, now well up and off of Jack. Jack appeared to be healthy enough, but he had his neck craned, as much as he could, looking down toward his own crotch with seemingly deep concern. My eyes automatically went to where he was looking. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but I somehow knew that our lives would never be the same.

Thick, gooey, white semen, laced with very active sperm, was dripping from my wife's vagina.



* * * * *



"Here you go," the nurse said, handing the little blue-wrapped bundle to my wife. "Is this your first?"

Kim nodded, completely mesmerized by the newborn in her arms. It had been a long and difficult delivery, but Kim had insisted on giving it one last try before resorting to a C-section. Her persistence had paid off with a wonderful, natural birth experience.