Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 62

Linda whispered, "Don't stop. This is so good."

She was asking for another one. I had had so much fun giving her the first one that it took about a second for me to decide to grant her wish. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and continued to finger her clit.

The second one came easier and quicker than the first. She was already boiling hot inside. All I had to do was stir the pot the slightest bit. As always, her second one was better than the first. She went deeper into it and it lasted longer. Whimpers were mixed with her moans and coos. I only touched her with one finger. I tried to kiss her while it happened but she was almost non-responsive. She wasn't aware that she was being kissed. Her body didn't vibrate this time. She held her breath and froze as she reached her peak. She was as stiff as my cock was for fifteen or twenty seconds and then she relaxed and started down the other side. I continued to tickle her button until she put her hands over mine. She pressed my fingers hard into her clit and then squeezed my hand with her thighs. It was over. Our movement ceased. I kissed her cheek, and rolled to my back.

She rolled up on her side facing me and draped an arm over me and then a leg. She whispered, "Oh, Luke," and buried her face in the hollow of my shoulder.

The monster and I weren't through with her but she needed a moment or two. I held myself in check and gave them to her. I looked through the window wall out into the pool area. The storm's climax was over too. There was nothing left of it but gentle rain.

A few minutes passed. Linda's hand found the monster. She held him and stroked him slowly. She whispered, "I really enjoyed that, Luke. It was so nice. It made me feel as if I were a young girl again." She paused and then continued, "Do you remember? That's what we did when we first began to explore sex with each other. I think I was fourteen." She paused and asked, "Do you think the monster might like a handjob? It has been a long time since I've done that for him."

I answered, "I've already talked that over with him. He said that sounds like fun but he would rather save the experience for another time. Presently, he said that he wants pussy. He wants it right now and he wants it doggy style."

I grabbed her and manhandled her into position. She squealed and then giggled. She made my task very easy for me to accomplish. In an instant, she was in the middle of the bed on all fours. I was behind her holding her in place with a hand on each of her hips. She opened herself to me and made it obvious that my goal would be easily achieved. She loves to be fucked doggy style. It had been her favorite position since I first introduced her to it more than twenty years before.

She helped the monster find her entrance and I pushed. Maybe I was a little too exuberant. I shoved him completely inside her with one powerful stroke that she couldn't have resisted. I did elicit an almost animal-like grunt from her as she absorbed the monster's full length and girth in that one second.

Her arms collapsed under her and her head and shoulders fell to the bed. She moaned. I held her in place and fucked her more gently. I felt her slip away into that private place in her mind where she goes when we fuck this way. It always relaxes me when she does this. I can fuck her slowly and stay away from the edge until she comes back. I watched my cock slide in and out of her and listened to the sweet love sounds that she made.

She was gone for a long time. It might have been twice as long as usual. Twenty minutes went by before I felt her sweet pussy contract around the monster. She squeezed me tighter than normal and whispered, "Harder."

I fucked her harder, faster and deeper. Her orgasm welled up out of her and consumed her. My first spasm occurred three seconds later. I held her in place and let the monster have his head. The monster and I fucked her with abandon and for our own pleasure. I felt her knees slid out from under her and she collapsed under me. I stayed inside her and fucked her until the monster resigned in total defeat.

I rolled off her and lay on my back beside her. She wiggled closer to me until we were touching. We lay there quietly and let the cool air of the room take our excess body heat. When we were cool enough, I pulled a blanket over us and Linda snuggled closer to me. I watched the gentle rain as it fell onto the pool apron outside. Each drop made a splash that looked like a tiny ballerina to me. Thousands of them were there to entertain us. I held Linda close to me and let myself fall asleep.

The sky was black and full of twinkling stars when I awoke. Linda was not with me. I lay there and looked up through the skylight for a moment. I didn't hear any activity in the bathroom. She wasn't in the pool house. The sound of a splash from outside told me she was in the pool.

I lay there for another moment and went to the bathroom. I relieved myself. I took a big fluffy towel and a terrycloth robe from the linen closet. I walked naked out to the pool, dove in and used my momentum to glide to Linda. I dragged her under the water. She knew I was coming and was prepared. She held a deep breath, wrapped her arms and legs around me and kissed me.

I held her under the water for most of a minute then stood up. She breathed easily and asked, "Did you have a nice nap?"

I replied, "Well of course, Sweetheart. I had a dose of the best sleeping medicine that there is."

She giggled and said, "I love you." A moment later, she continued, "Let's walk through the shower and if you will dry my hair I will fix us something to eat. We can go to bed early. Tomorrow is a workday for you and I want to drive over to Montague and rummage through the county courthouse. I'm going to research our new property as best I can."

We ate on the patio and then had a couple drinks together while we watched for a meteor in the now clear sky. I said, "I know I must have asked this before but I still don't quite understand. I paused and then asked, "Where do you go when we doggy fuck? Is it a mystical thing that I am not part of?"

She knew exactly what I meant. She smiled and moved to sit on my lap and cuddle with me. She said, "I don't know exactly how to answer that question." She said, "It's not mystical. It's not nearly as special as all that." She hesitated and then said, "I think it is just me enjoying you and being selfish about it. You do all the work even to the point of holding me in place. I can feel every movement as you do me. I feel your cock moving inside as you search out all my secret places. You are always so good to me. You do me perfectly. You are in continuous contact with my sweet-spot. You and the position instill a euphoric delight in me. It's intoxicating." She whispered, "I call it, my twilight zone. I love to go there." She giggled.

I asked, "Do other men affect you the same way?"

She answered, "All of my lovers have doggy fucked me but it's never the same." She continued, "I enjoy doing it with them but I don't go to the twilight zone even when I try." She said, "Lancelot came close the second time he did me that way.

I think that he had noticed that I was easily excited the first time we did it. The second time I tried to give him some instructions. He did me exactly the way that I asked him to and it was very nice." She paused and went on, "He had more insight into my feelings and needs than any of the others. They call him a Rake. I think that word describes a male trollop with special skills and abilities." She giggled and then rested quietly against me for a moment. She was remembering. She said, "Still, it wasn't the twilight zone. Only you send me there. It was especially intoxicating for me this time. It lasted longer. Didn't it?" She snuggled closer and I held her a bit tighter.

We had one more drink and sky watched for another half an hour. We didn't see a meteor. We went to bed in our room. Linda offered me some goodnight sex. She said, "This will be your last chance until Wednesday."

I had forgotten but I knew what she meant. She wanted me extra horny Wednesday. That was supposed to be our night of buggery done properly. I lay there and thought about it for a moment. I remembered my experience with Anne. It had been so good and there hadn't been any mess at all with the proper water-based lubricant. The monster moved. I realized that I was looking forward to it but I didn't tell Linda. I just said, "Okay, Baby," and passed on the goodnight sex.

We curled up together in our warm bed in the cold room and slept like babies.

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Monday went well at work. Alice and I had our usual morning meeting. She had my day lined out right up until quitting time. I jumped right into it and tried my best to get the work done. I took a Coke break about two in the afternoon and noticed what was going on around me. I was amazed at what a fine office manager Alice had become. She and her two younger girls were working like beavers. There was very little lost motion. I considered myself lucky to have them.

The next day didn't go as easily for me. I began to have seriously nasty thoughts about butt fucking my wife. Daydreams of Caroline occupied some of my time too. I wondered if she would like to have a hard cock shoved up her ass. I would have bet that she and Linda had talked about it. Caroline had told me once that she was bisexual. I was pretty sure that she was telling me that she wanted Linda. The monster moved when I pictured that in my mind's eye.

Alice came into my office late in the afternoon. She always dresses conservatively and properly for her position. She was wearing a semi-tight dark blue skirt and a white blouse the fit her a bit loosely. She stretched up into a cabinet over the bar for a coffee cup. The swell of her ass and her shapely legs grabbed my attention. The monster moved at that sight too.

I chastised myself. I said, "Luke, you go without getting laid for two days and you turn into a horned dog." I wondered how long my employees would remain off-limits if my pussy supply was interrupted for any extended length of time.

When Alice first came to work for me, she had subtly offered herself to me on several occasions. That quit happening soon after she met the man that is now her husband. I thought, "He is a lucky guy." Since that time, Alice and I have become very close without the encumbrances of a sexual relationship.

The two younger women that work for Alice are still single. They both flirt with me now and again but they too are subtle and discreet. I pretend not to notice. They must think I am the dumbest man on the planet. I laughed to myself. I thought, "Employees are off-limits."

On the home front, there was no action either. Linda had the abstinence thing down to an art. There were no flirts. She tried not to tempt me in any way. At bedtime, we got naked and cuddled while we slept. That is just our way. It is more or less a habit formed over the years and is not necessarily a sexual thing. We both knew the point of the exercise and we both knew that it would work. By Wednesday evening, I would be ready to fuck a hole in a cactus if that was my best option. It is hard for Linda to go without too. She would revert to playing with her toys after more than just a few days of celibacy.

Wednesday came. Linda showed up at my office a few minutes before quitting time. Robin announced her and she came into my office. She was bright, sparkly and had a bunch of bounce in her step. She closed the door behind her and came to my arms. We shared the sweetest kiss. She giggled and said, "Tonight is the night. You are going to get very lucky tonight." She literally bubbled with excitement. She continued, "I have been in a high state of anticipation all day." She giggled and whispered, "I've been wearing a butt plug all day and I put the biggest one in about two hours ago."

I said, "Did you just hang around the house all day stretching yourself?"

She answered, "No, I did all my Wednesday chores at home and I made my weekly trip to the grocery store like always."

I asked, "Was Tom Carter there?"

She giggled and replied, "No, but I did look for him. I would have flirted with him if he had been."

I asked, "What would you have said to him?"

She answered, "I would have told him that I wanted to suck his dick but you told me not to."

I chuckled and said, "That is teasing not flirting."

She said, "Yeah, I guess it is. Your wife is a tease, a trollop, a wanton slut, and a nymphomaniac." After a short pause, she said, "I really would like to suck his dick. He is so cute."

I said, "That's not going to happen. Is it?"

She asked, "Have you ever wanted to put Alice on her back on top of this desk and eat her pussy until she screamed?" It was a rhetorical question. She didn't expect an answer. She said, "That's not going to happen either. Is It?" She giggled and kissed my cheek.

I said, "I think I'm going to take you home and bugger you until you scream."

She giggled and said, "Okay, but take me to dinner first." She said, "Let's drive to Muenster and have a really nice dinner at Rohmer's. I want you to begin to anticipate what is about to happen. A drink or two would be in order too. I want you to be very excited by the time we get home.

I thought, "Hell, I'm already fantasizing about a hole in a cactus."

Rohmer's is a very nice German restaurant right in the middle of the authentic German community of Muenster. You couldn't get better German food anywhere. I said, "Let's go."

We left our playful banter in my office and started out. On the way, we stopped to wish a good evening to Alice, Robin and Darlene. I looked at Alice for an extra second and wondered how long it would take to make her scream. I admonished myself and thought, "Employees are off-limits, Luke, especially this one. She is far too valuable to be used as a sex toy."

We left Linda's car parked where it was and drove to Muenster in my truck so that Linda could sit close to me. We drove leisurely and talked. I asked, "Have you thought about what you might want to do with the old place by the river?" We had talked of her research earlier. She hadn't been able to find any records on the property earlier than 1906. At that time, it was part of a larger piece of land that also included our ranch. She had found no reference to the old cabin at all.

She answered, "Refurbishing the structure that is there would probably be more trouble than it's worth." She hesitated and continued, "A modern house would not fit in that setting."

Subconsciously, she let her hand find and gently squeeze the monster. He jerked for her and she giggled.

She said, "What I see in my mind is an Irish stone cottage with diamond-shaped panes in the windows, a Dutch door made from heavy wooden planks for the main entry and a heavily thatched roof. We could incorporate the stone that is there in the new building. It could have all the amenities that you mentioned but would look like the cottage in John Wayne's movie, "The Quiet Man." She knew that was one of my favorite Wayne movies. I knew exactly what she was describing. In the movie, John Wayne was banging Maureen O'Hara in that cottage.

After a moment, she said, "We should ask Mike and Cindy. It's going to be their property."

I said, "Let's not tell them that we intend to give the place to them quite yet. It should be a total surprise on their wedding day."

Linda snuggled closer and replied, "Of course, I assumed that was the plan. I love you, Luke."

We arrived at the restaurant in time to beat the dinner crowd. We were seated at a remote table for two that promised a bit of privacy. It was pretty much what I had asked for. I ordered Jager Schnitzel with a smoked pork sausage link. I had sides of red cabbage and German potato salad. Beer doesn't travel well so I passed on the imported German beers and ordered my favorite local brew, Miller Genuine Draft in a glass bottle. I wound up having three of them.

Linda asked me to order for her while she took a trip to the powder room. I knew what she wanted. It is the reason she comes here. I ordered, Wiener schnitzel with the same sides that I had ordered for myself. I ordered a glass of the house white wine for Linda. The waiter looked down his genuine simulated aristocratic nose at me for ordering white wine with dark meat but that's what Linda likes. I thought, "Fuck him." His gratuity was in jeopardy. In truth, white wines are often served with pork in Europe. Linda wound up having three glasses.

I ordered a small garden salad for each of us as an afterthought and passed on dessert. The waiter had brought the house bread and ice water to the table. That was all we needed.

The waiter didn't fuck-up again so he did get a tip. It wasn't as big as it could have been. I thought, "Fuck him."

Linda was literally bouncing with excitement as we left the place. She climbed into my truck on the driver's side and slid over just enough to let me get behind the wheel. She snuggled close and whispered in my ear, "Take me home, Lover, and let the buggery begin." I wasn't as excited as she was but then, three glasses of wine in less than an hour is a bit much for her little pixie-like body. She rarely has three glasses in a whole evening.

We started for home. On the way, she managed to get the monster out of my pants. I helped a little bit. She kissed him and licked him. She sucked his head into her mouth and tongued him enthusiastically but she was careful not to take me to the edge. She had to be very careful.

She was lying on her belly on the truck's bench seat. I put my hand on the swell of her bottom. I felt the hard place that was the butt plug she was wearing. I put some pressure on it. She giggled and wiggled for me. In my mind, butt fucking is still not very high on my list of favorite ways to have sex. That is especially true when I'm with Linda but I couldn't help myself. I began to see her well-shaped ass as a better option than the cactus I had been dreaming about.

I parked the truck at the kitchen door, dragged Linda's squirming body out and tossed her over my shoulder as if she were a sack of grain. She fought with me but she was giggling all the while. Once inside the house she made me set her on the floor. She allowed me one soft sweet kiss but then she backed off and stabbed one of her little fingers into the center of my chest.

She said, "You need to settle down. Make yourself a drink and sit on the patio for a little while." She turned and started for the stairs. Looking back she said, "I need twenty minutes."

I remembered, "She wants to prepare herself properly." I chuckled inside. I retrieved a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and followed her instructions. I sat on the patio, nursed my beer and gave her twenty minutes. I spent the time planning how I was going to hold her in place on her back, press her knees into her shoulders and butt fuck her face to face exactly the way I did Anne. It was the same way that Jerry Horn had fucked Linda. I knew how much she had enjoyed the experience.

I walked into our bedroom. Flickering light from three candles dimly lit the room. The temperature was in the low sixties. The covers had been turned down and Linda was lying naked in the middle of our bed. She was slowly sliding most of her favorite dildo in and out of her sweet pussy. She locked eyes with me and smiled wanly. Her knees rose and bent as she placed her feet flat on the bed. She used her legs to create enough advantage to thrust her pelvis off the bed and into the fake cock. A sweet mewing sound came from her as she absorbed its length.

I was mesmerized at the sight for a few seconds but then I began to remove my clothes. Linda continued to fuck herself as she watched me get naked. I watched her body shiver through a baby orgasm.