Thy Neighbor's Wife Ch. 08

I groaned at the mental stimulation. Although I knew that Suzie and her older sister had shared a room and been the best of friends when growing up, and still were best of friends for that matter, talking on the phone virtually every day, they didn't see each other all that much anymore. "And it worked," she continued. "A little bit of ice and voila! Lara said the only time her nipples had ever been that long before was when Larry woke her up in the middle of the night a few weeks ago. The jewelry bounces against my chest as my boobs aren't big enough, but with her, they dangled free. She was so happy with them that I gave them to her."

"What? No!" I protested, my fingers rolling her nipples as she said this.

She laughed, "Don't worry honey, I can get more. And if they'll help her get Larry to slow down and pay more attention to them..." She didn't say anything for a moment, just kind of melting back into me as I played with her nipples. "What do you think about me getting my nipples pierced? They've got lots of beautiful nipple jewelry, but most is made for pierced nipples."

"I don't know babe, that's up to you. If you do, I'll still love you, but what you've got is absolute perfection in my book."

"I'm glad you think so. My sis always said she wished she had nipples like mine and I always wished I had boobs like hers. I guess we always think what we don't have is better than what we do, eh? What is it they say, the cows always think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence?" In my mind I heard myself saying the same thing to Larry just a few weeks before.

Our love life had never been better. We watched part of our porno several times over several weeks, always ending up in hot sex. We flirted more with each other, she with me without provocation, me with her without provocation, and then suddenly things were a bit cold.

She never said a thing, verbally, that is. Physically, it was obvious that something was wrong. From hot sex virtually every night to suddenly getting no arousal vibes from her at all. Suddenly instead of showering together, she was showering before I could get there. Sleeping naked suddenly became wearing a granny nightgown every night. Instead of cuddling and letting me stroke her or kiss her, she rolled to her side and presented me with a very cold back.

Saturday, our normal sex night, she didn't turn me down when I started fondling and cuddling, but except to guide my cock into her pussy and then roll away without orgasming herself, she didn't really respond to me.

It didn't take seven years of marriage to know that something was wrong. I couldn't help but think that, somehow, she knew.

Our poker night was the next Saturday. In the two weeks before Suzie and I had sex 11 times in 14 days. In the last two weeks, except for the previous Saturday night -- we'd had sex once.

We had an afternoon pool party and barbeque at Larry and Lara's that day, but when Larry and I headed to our game room to set up and meet the guys, Suzie stayed with Lara.

"Do you think Lara and Suzie know?" The other guys were due in just a few minutes, not exactly something I wanted someone to walk in and say, "what are you guys talking about?" but Larry's question exactly mirrored my suspicions. Lara and Suzie had been to themselves quite a bit, always clamming up on their discussions when either Larry or I got close. We'd gone swimming, eaten, and talked together, but I'd also seen a bit of the cold shoulder from Lara toward Larry, exactly as Suzie was giving to me.

"I don't know, you've been getting that feeling too?"

'Fuck, I don't understand it. You know, after you gave the cameras back, I set them up in our bedroom and uh, Lara and I, we uhm..."

"Yeah, I know. You made your own fuck flick. Suzie told me that Lara had told her you had. You know that Suzie told her about ours?"

"Yeah. That made it much easier to talk Lara into it. Lara wouldn't let me edit it, but then we've watched it multiple times, leading to some really hot sex... and then about a week ago suddenly Lara has turned really cold."

"Same with Suzie," I said, "actually two weeks ago today," interrupted right at that moment by one of the other guys arriving. "We'll talk later," I ended our discussion.

The poker game ended right on time, about midnight, neither of us won. "I think they know," Larry said after the last player had left, bringing it up again. He didn't have to explain who "they" were, or what it was that they knew.

"Know, or just have suspicions?" He shook his head back and forth and shrugged his shoulders which I correctly interpreted as he didn't really know, just suspected.

"How long do you think they've known?"

"Sunday? Two weeks ago, tomorrow? When we went golfing and they spent the day together?"

I nodded my head, thinking to start with, and then realizing that was the exact timeline. "Yeah, that's about right. You think they shared... what? Suspicions?"

"Something. I'm not sure what."

"You, uhm..." I paused and it suddenly dawned on me. "Fuck."

"What?"

"They showed each other the videos."

"No.... I'm sure Lara wouldn't do that."

"They got to comparing notes. Suzie told Lara about how she'd really enjoyed the "slam bam" style that you gave her that night, that included you taking her ass, and Lara told Suzie how much she'd enjoyed you taking so long, pleasuring her so well, going down on her... like you normally don't. They both listened to the other and realized they were describing the other's husbands' style."

"Oh Fuck."

"Yeah, exactly. I'll bet they realized that both were describing events that were totally out of the ordinary for us, and both realized that Lara was describing how I make love and Suzie was describing how you make love. They probably at first didn't want to believe it, and then watched each other's video, identifying our actions matched what they remembered." I let it stew for a moment. "They've both watched each other's fuck tape and realized that what they were seeing was how someone had fucked them... and it wasn't their husband." We sat quietly, both lost in our thoughts for several minutes.

"Shit," Larry said. When I looked over at him, he looked pale. "What are we going to do?"

"Nothing we can do. If we're wrong, we don't want to make them suspicious. If we are right, they're going to bring it up. They've already both been less than amorous, but what could we say? 'Hey Honey, I just wanted to let you know, the other day when you thought we had some fantastic sex? Really, it was Adam. We traded and I was over fucking Suzie while he was boning you."

"Fuck."

"Yeah, tell me about it." We both sat their quiet for several minutes. "I'm going to go up and go to bed and see if I can get any different vibes on this." Larry nodded, and stood up, not saying anything more. A moment later he pulled the back door shut behind him on his way out. God how I wished there had never been a moment where that had been me going out to go visit his house and his wife. I shut the lights off and went up to bed.

The cold shoulder continued. If I hadn't known anything was wrong until then, even more it became visible. Suzie avoided greeting me with a kiss, getting up and leaving to go to work with Lara without even saying goodbye. Every night I was finding myself lying in bed, Suzie with her back to me wearing a granny nightgown, non-verbally telling me that she was off-limits.

It was only a little after midnight on Friday a week later when I came into the bedroom and Suzie wasn't asleep. She was under the covers, and had been reading, so I assumed she had her granny nightgown on again. I went in and brushed my teeth, and when I crawled into bed, the blankets were down over her shoulders, exposing that they were naked, and when I reached to try to cuddle up, her decidedly frigid attitude of the last two weeks had suddenly melted. Last night she'd been a block of ice and now, tonight, she was obviously hot and horny. Rolling toward me, she virtually attacked me; that she was having sex with me there was no doubt. That it had nothing to do with me, I was just a living dildo, at least to start, there was also no doubt, and then she warmed up. Devouring my mouth in a kiss, rubbing herself against me, her crotch against my leg, pressing her nipples into my hands as I touched her, and then sliding up, pushing me onto my back and moving her pussy to my mouth, demanding that I eat her. She came without any problem, and then slid down, until she encountered my erection. Reaching between her legs, she raised my cock and slid onto me, and proceeded to a leisurely fuck.

I wasn't quite sure what was going on, it had all the feeling of make-up sex, but I just couldn't tell. I lifted up into her when I came and with her on top and in charge, she didn't stop her movements, coming a second time, for her, just moments later.

She didn't rise off me, collapsing onto my chest, inhaling, and then exhaling a deep breath. "I love you, Adam."

"I love you too Suzie." She said nothing more for a moment, and then slid to the side, cuddling to my shoulder and chest, her arm draped across me. Was she thinking? Was she saying that she knew, and I was forgiven? Was it all something else and I was just imagining?

"We're going to Lara and Larry's for dinner tomorrow afternoon," she said, rising up a bit and rolling off to her side, turning her back to me and pulling my arm over her, the way we always went to sleep, at least when we weren't on the outs with each other.

"Oh. Ok," I said, my mind saying here it comes. It wasn't something that necessarily needed a response, but I said, "Anything special?"

"No, just getting together."

I couldn't help but wonder what had changed. That she'd been upset with me for over the last month I knew; why she no longer was -- I didn't.

~

"Ready?" Suzie asked as we were about ready to step out, late in the afternoon the next day. "Grab the salad and the buns, will you? Lara's got burgers." She had a small bag of towels with her, visibly wearing a new swimsuit coverup like she usually did as we headed next door. I didn't recognize the coverup, figuring she'd bought a new one when she got her string bikini and I just hadn't seen it yet.

She was carrying a bottle carrier with two bottles of wine in her other hand. From experience I knew we had a red, which Larry and I would go for, along with a sweet white that the girls would like. I couldn't see, but suspected, that Suzie had her typical red one-piece, unlined, form fitting, swimsuit underneath the cover up. She'd worn it many times, almost always eliciting an "Oh my God" or similar comment from Larry when she did, who would then proceed to tell me how hot Suzie was.

Suzie's regular swimsuit was designed to show off her body, fitting her like a second skin. From the camel toe at the bottom to visible nipples protruding above through the unlined suit and a dynamite ass wrapped in red, half of it naked, she was indeed a hottie. That the suits she wore were virtually a second skin she knew; she said that to make up for her lack of boobs she had to show off everything, and she loved to show off, she just couldn't quite bring herself to outright going nude around others. Of course Lara was no slouch in the show off department either; the tiny undersized cups of her top, the French or Brazilian cut bottom of her bikini that also left much of her ass exposed -- she was just as much a hottie, just different, than Suzie.

"Wine?" I asked Larry as I moved into the backyard where he'd just started the barbeque near the pool.

"Beer," he said, grabbing his bottle and holding it up. "Help yourself to one, we'll have wine with dinner," he said, motioning to the ever-present ice chest. I did as he suggested, grabbed one out of the ice water and turned back to him. Suzie had gone straight inside; I could see her and Lara through the picture windows. They were talking and glancing out our way.

"A couple of minutes and it'll be ready to add the burgers," he needlessly said and then glanced past me to the door of the house.

"Larry, Adam... will you guys come join us for a bit?" I turned toward the voice to find Lara, wearing an identical cover-up to Suzie's, standing just outside the door. Her cover-up was obviously a bit smaller on her petite frame, ending just below her bottom and leaving her legs bare, just as Suzie's had. Lara wearing a cover-up struck me as odd; as many times as we'd been over to enjoy their pool, Lara had never worn a cover-up. She'd run around the house wearing just her bikini, flaunting her nearly naked bottom, her boobs bouncing in the skimpy top, or she'd be dressed -- she'd just never worn a coverup.

"Yep, sure thing," I said, and she turned back inside. "Something's up," I said to Larry, expressing my feeling that something didn't feel right. Larry's looked at me, his eyes betraying that he was feeling the same.

"Have a seat," Suzie said as we stepped inside. Lara and Suzie were seated on two of the tall chairs that were normally by the kitchen counters. The indication was for the two of us to take a seat on the couch, which we did.

"What's up?" I innocently queried, my heart racing as I did. Being as the chairs were right in my field, I couldn't help noticing the way they had put us in an inferior, lower position, whereas they'd taken the taller chairs and the superior position.

"Well, Adam," Suzie said, glancing at Lara and then back at us, something passing between them "I've been married to you for 8 years now, and I love you dearly. I've always thought we had a pretty good marriage, lots of good sex, and it's always seemed that we were on the same wavelength." Uh-oh, I thought, this was out of character. Although I know Lara and Suzie had talked about sex to each other, we had never talked like this in mixed company. Suzie may have talked with Lara, but had never mentioned our sex life in front of Larry.

"And we've been married 6 years now, almost 7," Lara continued, "and I would have said the same."

"And then a few weeks back, late at night after you boys had your poker game, you came to bed and for the first time since we've been together, you really took control, you ravished me, and gave me the best sex I've ever had."

"And as we later put together, that same night," Lara took over again, "you came to bed and loved on me like you've seldom done before. For once, you took your time, making sure that I was aroused before you did your thing. You sucked on my nipples, and although maybe they don't respond like Suzie's do, they are sensitive, and I like that. And then you went down on me, which I also really like, and brought me to orgasm, and then you fucked me, and I orgasmed again. That may have been the first time I've orgasmed twice since the day after our wedding."

I gulped, unable to look Suzie in the eye, knowing that whatever it was that I had thought, no, I corrected my thought, we thought, we could get away with was long gone.

"And then I indicated I liked it when you fucked me in the ass, that I wanted to do it again, but with a little preparation, and then when we did, afterward you indicated it was your first time." Suzie's continuation of Lara's revelation showed exactly how much they'd discussed, and rehearsed this.

"And you going down on me. After you did that, there was no need for any artificial lube, was there... Adam?" Lara said, looking pointedly at me. "When you take your time, and get me ready, I fuck really easy, don't I?" She shifted her gaze to Larry. "I've never denied you a blow job. I like giving blow jobs, but I like it being reciprocated too."

"We both tried over the next few weeks to get you to respond as you had that night. For you, Adam, to take charge and ravish me like you did that night." I couldn't deny her accusation, after all it was true, and everyone knew it.

"Or you, Larry. Trying to get you to go down on me again, to slow down, use your tongue or suck my nipples like you did that night. Every night we had to use lube as you hadn't gotten me wet yet. We fucked, a couple of times; you even got me off, but it was like a different man was in my bed."

"And likewise, it was as if you, Adam, had become a different man that night. And then we realized that my description of that... magical night seemed very familiar to Lara..."

"And my telling Suzie how amazing it had been when you'd gone down on me and I hadn't needed any lube seemed so familiar to her... and we compared notes. The same night, after your poker game. That Adam had been prepping Suzie to wear a blindfold, that you Larry had recently changed deodorant..."

"Or that you'd changed toothpaste. We've used the same toothpaste for ten years, and suddenly you changed? It wasn't toothpaste that I'd bought, and you never said anything about it, so where did it come from?" Both Lara and Suzie stopped talking, all of us sitting awkwardly, not saying anything.

"I uhm," I stammered after the pregnant pause became too much, "uhm... not sure what to say?"

"You really thought you could fuck each other's wife without us figuring it out?"

"I guess... yeah, we thought... just once..." Larry started and never finished. Again, they let us stew in our own silence.

"You both betrayed us."

It was silent, nobody saying anything, just letting Larry and I stew with our mistake.

"So, what do we do now?" Lara finally asked. "You broke your vows, you lied to us."

"Maybe not outright," Suzie continued, "but you lied through omission.

"I'm... not sure? I never really thought about what would happen if you figured it out," I said, "it was..."

"We know what you thought with, you thought with your dicks." She spat it out. Nobody said anything for several minutes, after all what was there to say? They were right, we'd thought with our lust, we'd thought with our dicks, and damn the consequences.

"If you hadn't been so different, and so exactly what we needed, we might not have figured it out," Suzie finally said, the words softened and hard to decipher at first.

"Really, I was complaining to Suzie about how that one night, without asking, you'd given me exactly what I needed," Lara continued, looking at Larry, "and so different from your norm. You'd gone down on me;" I noticed her eyes flick to me when she said this, "you'd used your tongue and given me the orgasm you've always missed in the past. I know you're not an aficionado of oral sex, but when I described to Suzie how that night you'd loved on me like I'd always dreamed of, and she," her eyes shifted to me again when she said this, "said that Adam was always good with his tongue and loved to get her off with it."

"And when I said that, that night, Adam had taken control, had not been the gentle, slow, loving man he'd always been that I love so much, that Lara said that sounded like Larry. And then when I told her that when I told Adam I wanted to do it again, have him fuck my ass, he acted like he'd never done it before," her eyes focused on my face, drilling into my eyes, "and you actually said afterward that it was your first time, although I didn't realize what you meant until later, and then Lara confessed she let Larry take her ass every year for his birthday and anniversary, which is how she discovered that the extra lube makes regular love making better too, that we finally put it all together."

"We were shocked at first, and then we were pissed," Lara took over.

"And disappointed."

"And... we discussed whether we should ask for divorces."

I gulped. Could I have expected anything different? I'd cheated on my wife with her best friend. In hindsight it was even more of a mistake than it had seemed possible beforehand.