Where the Climate's Sultry Pt. 14

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She tried to treat the problem as if she were being confronted with a particularly difficult root canal procedure, where failure might prove terminal. She knew two dentists whose careers had been impacted by botched jobs. One had effectively been forced into retirement before she was even fifty. She wished she were a snake that could unhinge its jaws. There had to be a way to handle this gargantuan specimen of manhood. In the end, it was Hunter himself who provided the solution to her conundrum.

'Make sure it's absolutely horizontal,' he said, remembering how Briony had tamed the beast.

'Make sure you tongue is out of the way too. That way you should be able to accommodate it.'

She bent Hunter's schlong down so that it was parallel with the floor, and began the Long March to her destination. When her lithe fingers pushed his penis down, Hunter let out a gasp, enjoying beyond measure the searing sensation and the thought that she could go even further if she wished, until she was close to snapping it.

'Oh, fuck,' he breathed, as, with one hand keeping his adamantine member in place, her mouth inched its way along its length.

God, she looked so beautiful, he wanted to run his hand through her glossy raven hair, but held himself back, since he understood it would put her off. The next concern for Hunter was that he might come. The initial pain brought about by the artificial straightening of his cock was morphing into a feeling much closer to ecstasy, and his mind was free to wander and to remember the fantasies he had harboured about this woman for months - no years.

Even before Mia was sick, he had on occasion suddenly found himself thinking about Jade when he was making love to his wife. Mia always seemed to know: not because he cried out her name as he climaxed, but because his lovemaking became more passionate, almost carnal.

He had apologised most sincerely to his wife and begged her forgiveness when she called him out, but she had laughed it off, telling him that she too sometimes fantasised about making out with their dentist. The first time she mentioned that, he had flipped her on her back and fucked her like an animal.

The vision he saw now was Mia kissing Jade, then breaking off to ask her if she might taste her exquisite pussy. Fortunately, his reveries were interrupted by the progress the Chinese girl was making along the length of his column. Fortunately, that is, in terms of not shooting his load into her mouth prematurely. Hunter decided he could be most use by encouraging the beautiful Asian to persevere until she came to journey's end.

'God, that feels so good. You're incredible, just incredible.'

The encouragement did wonders for Jade, motivating her to clinch the deal when in all honesty she was close to pulling out. She knew she was close, but not how close. The sensitive Australian helped her dot the Is and cross the Ts.

'Just one more inch,' he said, when in fact the distance was half that.

One final push and she was there.

'My god! That feels so good!' cried Hunter, without any need for exaggeration.

They say the journey is more important than the destination but just try telling that to Jade, who was quite content to stay where she was and enjoy the scenery. That of course suited Hunter just fine, with one proviso, he knew he was in danger of coming - and coming very soon.

'God, Jade, you're wonderful, but I think I'm about to come.'

Jade appeared to nod her head in response, as much as anyone in her position can be said to be able to do that. Whether Hunter had interpreted her signal rightly or wrongly was mute, as he could feel the first tremors of the coming explosion ripping through his loins.

'Yeah, fuck! Drink my sperm!' he cried, grabbing her head and immediately releasing it as he realised the health and safety implications.

And drink it she did, to the last drop, realising as she did so that it was a matter of years since she had last savoured this unique taste in her mouth - or on this case throat. While she was sitting there on the bed savouring the last trace of his semen on her tongue before swallowing it, she had an idea. She realised it could be a deal-breaker, if Hunter wasn't the experimental type, but if there was any chance of them getting together long-term, he would have to accept sooner or later that she liked variety in her sex life. She opened the bedside table and took out a black dildo with a leather strap. Hunter whistled in amazement or awe or perhaps terror, which Jade thought was a good sign.

'I want to use it on you,' she said simply.

'Wow! Golly!' said Hunter, at a loss for words.

'There's a first time for everything,' she said laconically, beginning to put it on.

'I want you to fuck me in the ass after I've had you.'

'What? With that?!' quipped Hunter, getting into the spirit of the thing by starting to lick the fake cock, as he had seen different women recently lick his all too real one.

'I've got lube,' Jade said.

'You can get it when I've finished preparing you,' Hunter said.

He got down to work, soon realising why they called it a blow job as the muscles in his face began to ache.

'She must really be into women,' Hunter reasoned.

As he thought more about the implications of her having a strap-on at home, his penis became rock hard once more.

'As usual, Mia picked it up. That's why she used to fantasise about her.'

And then the thought struck him like a sledgehammer. Maybe Mia had been on this bed before him, making love to Jade, receiving and giving this phallus. Maybe it was then that she had realised that Jade would be right for him when she was gone. Maybe she knew that she wouldn't really be cheating on him if at some point in the future Hunter and Jade would get together, become an item, maybe even tie the knot.

Certainly, looking back, there were days when she was desperate for Hunter to fuck her in the ass, and these were usually days when she had gone into town to 'do some shopping'. How could he be sure that she hadn't met up with Jade, or women like her, and they had tried to satisfy her craving with a strap-on but had only succeeded in merely intensifying her desire? He could clearly remember days when she would get back in the middle of the afternoon and drag him to the bedroom and make him take her almost brutally. At first, he found it strange and awkward but he had grown to enjoy it and to look forward to the days when she would be overtaken by this mania.

He could even remember thinking what it would be like to have that space invaded by a cock. Well, now he was going to find out. As he worked hard on the tool - his saliva dripping down the shaft and onto the bed - he couldn't get the image of Mia on this bed performing the same action for this woman who seemed so conservative on the surface but who was the most sexual woman he had ever met.

'My god!' he suddenly exclaimed internally.

He had just remembered all the 'root canal work' Mia claimed to have had done, and then the time at a dinner party some months later when the topic came up and she said the very words terrified her and she'd never have that done even if you offered her a million pounds. At the time he had put it down to her mucking about, taking an extreme position on a subject and expressing it in the hope that the conversation might take an unexpected turn - as it so often did. She could be very contrary when she wanted to be.

But now, now he truly believed that she'd never had the work done, that she'd been not to the surgery but here, to Jade's flat, and that they had fucked themselves stupid. By this point Jade was applying the lube liberally to his asshole. She had him on all fours, as if he were her pet - her toy. For a moment he wondered if she were going to put a collar round his neck and attach a leash. Perhaps the collar would have metal studs. He waited for her to slap his ass, to tell him to be a good boy. Would she put a gag in his mouth? Without realising it, he had started to rub his penis. His pace - already speedy - accelerated when he felt the bulbous head of the rubber cock make its way with remarkable facility into his back passage.

She was hardly getting started and he was on the point of coming. Ten seconds later he turned his head so he could watch the jism course through the air and onto the duvet.

'Someone's up for this,' said Jade, who began to ride him with powerful, rhythmic strokes.

'Fuck me harder!' Hunter called out, as if he resented being fucked by something that failed to match his own penis.

Jade's response was to flip him over and take him missionary style, getting him to pull up his legs and hold his ankles. What she really wanted to do was to get one of her bigger dildos, but she was afraid that she might freak him out if he saw how experienced she was in this realm. She didn't realise that he was way ahead of her - piecing together her proclivities from the bits of evidence that he was dredging up from the past.

This time it was Jade who was rubbing his penis. It didn't take long for it to swell to very nearly its full extent. Jade knew that he wouldn't be able to come again for a while but she loved the feeling of it in her hand, especially as she retrieved some of his semen from her bedclothes and smeared it all over the instrument that had just released it. Now, though, it was she who needed to come. Continuing to penetrate him and continuing to massage his penis, she brought her other hand to her vulva and found her clitoris.

'Oh, fuck, yes!' she moaned.

Twenty seconds of admittedly frantic work was all that was needed to take her over the edge. She yelled out, slumped forward and, still holding Hunter's unsleeping penis, drove the fake cock as far as it would go into the Australian's ass.

34

Before he went any further with Jade, Hunter wanted answers to some of his questions. First and foremost, he wanted to confirm his hunch that Mia and Jade had been an item. He realised that this might open up a can of worms but if he was to have a relationship with Jade he really needed to know. Of course, if they had been an item, there was every chance that Mia had had affairs with other women. Maybe Hayley knew about this side to her mother's life - things about which he had been left entirely in the dark.

Jade appeared surprised when Hunter asked her if she had ever had a relationship with his late wife. She obviously thought he knew all about it. When she understood that Hunter had been kept in the dark for the two or three years they had been seeing each other, she put a bathrobe on (unfortunately, as far as Hunter was concerned, it was pink and satin and barely knee-length and extremely distracting) while he wrapped himself in a more sensible one of the type they supply in hotels. She took him through into the sitting room, sat with her legs underneath her on the armchair and told him to take a seat on the sofa.

She asked him if he wanted to know how they first hooked up and he said he did. She seemed totally unembarrassed but a little concerned that he wouldn't be able to take too much at one sitting. He told her not to worry about that. Mia had told him she fantasised about her dentist but he'd just never put two and two together.

'It was one day at the surgery. Mia was my last patient and I was running a bit late. Both my hygienist and my receptionist had gone home, and the receptionist had even locked the main door. I was doing a final check on her mouth (quite unnecessary, I might add - my feelings for her had been growing for some time now) when I felt her hand on my knee. I usually wear trousers, but I knew she was coming in that day and I had worn a skirt - quite a short one, though you couldn't tell because of the gown I wore. I was having trouble examining her mouth as she had twisted her body in the reclining chair in order to get better access to my skirt - or more specifically what was under it.'

'I opened my legs for her, put away whatever I was holding in my hand and started to kiss her passionately, even as her fingers made their way under my knickers. She was only inches from my pussy. Making the best of a bad job, I reclined the bed fully, tore off my gown, removed my visor, face-mask and hairnet and let my hair down. I remember the pins just lying on the floor where I had dropped them. She half sat up on the chair, which was now more like a bed, and undid the buttons on my blouse. That was soon lying on the floor together with my bra. I remember Mia saying that my boobs were bigger than she had imagined and that I had done a good job of hiding them behind my gown.'

'She began to lick my breasts, while her hand sought out my pussy and one finger (then more) entered it. She told me I should be ashamed - how could I do a professional job when my pussy was so wet. She was still fully clothed. I had wanted this for so long but never thought it would happen and was certain that it would never happen in my office. I shamelessly asked her to take my skirt off and to fuck me with her tongue. Yes, those were the words that I used. She obliged, removing the knickers as well, making me put them in my mouth - like a gag. She told me to sit on her face.'

'I had so many questions. How did she know I liked women, how long had she planned this, what would happen if people found out I had had sex with a patient in my office? But I didn't ask any. Instead, I took a position as requested by Mia astride the chair facing the door and lowered myself onto her mouth. God, how she licked me! I will never forget the orgasm she gave me. It was the most overpowering experience I have ever undergone. But she hadn't finished with me - not by a long chalk. She got me to lie on the chair with my bare feet on the floor on either side and began to work on my pussy again.'

'I wasn't expecting much, given the experience I had just been through but I had underestimated Mia. This time, she concentrated her tongue on my clitoris, which felt amazing on its own (so much so that I thought I was about to come again), before putting her fingers into my pussy one by one until she had her whole fist in there. No one had ever done that to me before; I thought it was impossible. I was more innocent in those days, you see.'

'Of course I didn't last long. Who would have been able to in that situation? Mia was the most expert lover I ever met. The most complete lover. She knew how to give and she knew how to receive. She taught me so much. But she was happiest when she talked about you. She thought the world of you and loved you very much. Sometimes she wanted to tell you about what she called her secret life, but she didn't know how you would react. Of course the more she talked about you the more I began to think about you in a sexual way. I would dress up when it was your day, I would wear a little subtle scent, I might get my nails done. I would spend a bit more time than necessary touching your face and your mouth. I wouldn't wear gloves so I could feel your skin and let you feel mine.'

'Sometimes, at night, I would dream about you. Many times I would masturbate to images of you, or images of Mia, or images of the three of us together. I know it was a dream of your wife's to have a threesome but she knew she couldn't propose it without coming clean about her secret life. She sometimes felt guilty, feeling she was betraying you and knowing that you weren't cheating on her with other women. She once asked me if you'd come onto me at the surgery and I toyed with the idea of making her jealous by saying you had, but in the end I couldn't do that and told that you hadn't. She asked me if I would be unhappy if you did come onto me and I said, "Of course not."'

'It was after that and after she knew she was dying that she encouraged me to hitch up with you, to "pursue" you, as she put it, because she knew you'd feel awkward making the first move and would feel that you were being unfaithful to her and her memory.'

'So Hayley was in on this too, I suppose,' said Hunter, 'as she was in on the little surprise that awaited me on my recent holiday.'

'Not only that, but she knew about her mum's double life.'

'Wow!' said Hunter softly. 'Wow.'

'But everything worked out fine in the end. It even led to me and you getting together.'

'But do you really like men, Jade?' Hunter asked, a little more plaintively than he meant to sound.

'I'm a modern woman. I take my pleasure where I can find it. Of course I like men. And of course I really like you.'

'I think I'll need a little time to process all this,' he said. 'So much has happened to me recently. I feel as if my world's been turned upside down.'

'Sure,' Jade replied, getting out of her chair and joining Hunter on the sofa.

'Do you want to sleep now? We can just cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms.'

'Sure,' replied Hunter, seemingly recovered from the worst of the shock. 'If you're sure you don't want me to take you up the ass first!'

35

And so it was that Hunter pieced together a picture of his beloved wife's secret life, as related initially by Jade and Hayley, though later he met other women with whom she had had affairs. He had resisted doing so for a long time, but finally he could deny himself no longer and decided to go through her things, which he had left in the drawers and cupboards where she had kept them.

At first he found nothing that so much as hinted at her Sapphic tendencies. It was only when he was up in the attic for other reasons that he thought of having a rummage around up here. He had never seen Mia in the attic apart from the times when they went there together to dust the place and tidy it up, and she had never talked about it. When he realised this, he shuddered and thought he recognised her modus operandi: silence about the things she did in secret, almost total discretion.

He found a holdall inside an old-fashioned suitcase and took it out. It had a padlock but that could easily be broken with a pair of wire-cutters. Dropping the bag on the kitchen table, he went through to the garage to fetch the tool. When he unzipped the bag, he found a number of white plastic bags. He took them out and placed them on the table. There were four in total.

He began to take the contents out of the first one. In it, were manila envelopes of various sizes with string ties. He opened the largest and pulled out a photograph. It was in black and white. It looked like it had been taken in a studio, but that, Hunter realised, was an effect of the high photographic values. The camera had seemingly captured the moment when Mia was climaxing under an assault by not one, but two, women. Lying on the bed with her legs splayed, her head was thrown back with her mouth open and her eyes closed. Hunter was unable to recognise either woman: one, with shoulder-length fair hair, had her long fingers spread across Mia's left breast while her tongue appeared to be furiously lashing Mia's right nipple. The other woman, with the short, spiky haircut of a bull-dyke and heavily studded ears, had her fingers deep in his wife's vagina while her tongue was not idle, orchestrating the whole performance on and around her clitoris.

So, three people had been present, Hunter realised. His hunch was proven correct: the very next photo he looked at featured two women making love to Mia on the same bed, but this time it was the bull-dyke, who was rimming her ass, while the erstwhile camera operator had slipped under Mia and was performing a kind of sixty-nine with her - her head burrowed under his beloved's hips while her pussy was being eaten by a crazed-looking Mia. Hunter, despite the shock, found himself being enormously aroused. Only now, when he saw the photographic evidence, did he begin to realise the full extent of his wife's lesbian leanings. How, oh how, he asked himself again, had he been so blind in the 22 years they had been married?