Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 66

"I was out for at least a few minutes. When I came partially back to my senses, I could see my rapist standing between my legs. I missed his cock immediately. It wasn't inside me. I felt so empty. I whimpered with disappointment."

"He had his pants on and he was tucking his shirttail. Somehow, I had moved farther into the bed of the truck. The edge of the tailgate was under my knees and my lower legs were dangling below. I could feel one of my boots still on my foot. I couldn't see the other one. My halter-top was askew and one of my breasts was exposed. I had no idea where my shorts were. My brain was foggy."

"My stranger bent down so his face was within a few inches from mine. He whispered, "Now you have to admit, that was pretty nice, wasn't it? It seemed as if someone else had answered for me. I heard myself barely whisper, "Yes." He brushed his lips against mine. Without my help, my lips parted for him. He kissed me gently and allowed his tongue to penetrate until he touched mine. I just lay there and didn't respond. I didn't kiss him back. He had fucked me into a euphoric stupor. I felt so good. I glowed inside, but I couldn't think."

"He seemed disappointed that he didn't get a response from me. He said, "You really are so beautiful, girl. I had to have you."

"My arms went around his neck and I kissed him. He kissed me back passionately, and we made it last.

"He laid my missing boot and my shorts on the tailgate beside me. He asked if I wanted him to help me dress and then he asked if he could walk me back into the light. Without my help again, my head shook and I quietly answered, "No." I wanted to go home with him, but I didn't have a hall pass. He said that I should hurry because my husband was waiting."

"I thought of Luke and began to cry. I had to tell him. He would know that it was my fault. He would never love me again."

"The beautiful man that I had just fucked, told me to close the tailgate before I left. He turned and walked away into the night."

"A car moved by him and the headlights played over him for a second. I could see his tooled leather belt from the back for the first time. His name was part of the design. It said, "Lonnie." I called after him. I said, "Good-night Lonnie." He looked at me over his shoulder and smiled. That smile made me want to fuck him again right then, but the darkness swallowed him and he was gone. I didn't have a hall pass anyway."

Kay broke in at this point. She said, "You need a break and I need a beer."

I fetched a beer for Kay and served it in a frozen mug. That is the way she likes it. I then took a trip up the stairs to my bathroom. I looked into the mirror and was crestfallen by what I saw. I had been crying and it showed. I washed my face and put some drops in my eyes to combat the redness. I took my hair down shook it out, brushed it and then put it back in a ponytail. On re-inspection, I looked a lot better. I went back downstairs."

I opened a bottle of my favorite white wine for me. It was the middle of the day, but I reasoned that it was five o'clock somewhere. I went back to Luke's office and Kay returned from her trip to the little girl's room a minute or two later.

Kay said, "Before we go back to work, I have a question." There was a lull and then she asked, "Did you enjoy being raped, Linda?"

The question surprised me. I didn't know how to answer her. I thought for a minute and then locked eyes with her. I said, "Kay, I had three wonderfully intense orgasms with a beautiful and powerful man that wanted me and was going to have me no matter what. Each orgasm was better than the last. It all happened within a period of no more than a few minutes. When was the last time that happened to you and you didn't enjoy it?"

Kay made a note on her pad. She said, "It has never happened to me, Linda. I will want to talk to you about it later, but I do have one more question. She hesitated and then asked, "Did you close the tailgate?"

I thought for a second and then replied, "I think I did."

Kay said, "That indicates that you were in a state of total submission to him. You would have done anything he asked of you. You are lucky you weren't involved with someone who was truly evil."

I remembered Mother Nature's words. I said, "He wasn't evil. He didn't hurt me. He was careful not to harm me. He protected me."

A second later, Kay said, "Okay. Now, let's get back to your story. What happened next?"

I said, "Before we do, let me say this. Truthfully, I know that I wasn't raped."

Kay looked at me and said, "I can ease your mind on that point. By law and by our moral code, you were definitely raped. You told him no and even fought him. He forced you. It was rape. You haven't broken trust with Luke. I will want to revisit that later too, but now I want to hear the rest of the story."

I continued with my story. I said, "Lonnie had vanished into the darkness. I lay naked on the wooden bed of the old pick-up truck. I have heard my condition described as, "fresh fucked and stupefied." That was a fair description of how I felt. My brain was still foggy."

"I was remembering what Lonnie had said to me. He had said I was pretty. I touched my clit and one of my little ones rippled through me. I was still glowing with arousal. When I got to the part about my husband waiting for me, my attention refocused. I made myself snap out of my trance."

"I dressed quickly and straightened myself as best as I could. I found an old brush in the truck. I used it to fluff and comb my ponytail as best I could. I thought I was presentable enough given the low light conditions. I walked slowly and carefully toward the music and the light. I moved around the band shell and the dance floor on the farthest side from where I had left Luke. I started again toward the Port-a-Potties. On the way, I passed a young man sitting on the grass. There was a long-necked beer bottle sitting in front of him that was more than half-full. I picked it up and smiled at the boy."

"I asked sweetly, "May I have this?"

"He responded by saying, "Sure thing, Pretty Lady, but if you can wait a minute, I'll get you a fresh one."

"I reached down and touched the tip of his nose with my finger. I smiled sweetly at him and said, "No, this will be fine. Thank you." I wiggled my butt a little extra for him as I walked away."

"I thought, "Here you are, using your little girl body and your feminine wiles to get free beer." A few seconds later, I thought, "You are turning into a prick-teaser. You do it without even thinking of it. You could get yourself force fucked again." I wondered, "Is that what just happened? Had I given Lonnie too many liberties, while we danced? Had I been teasing him? If I had slapped him in public the first time he put his hand on my ass, this wouldn't have happened. It was my fault."

"There were ten Port-a-Potties in a row. I hate these portable outhouses. They are usually nasty and hold foul odors. I chose one at that looked to be the newest. It wasn't as bad as I had anticipated. The smell was of strong disinfectant but at least, it looked clean. I went right to work. I removed my shorts completely and hung them on a hook. I tinkled and then I rolled a wad of toilet paper in my hand and wiped away as much of Lonnie's and my combined juices as I could. I got another dry wad and wiped myself again. I then put my thumb over the mouth of the beer bottle and shook it vigorously."

"The beer was almost flat and didn't generate much pressure, but it was enough. I douched myself with the pressurized beer. I only had enough beer to do a half-assed job. I had done this once before with strawberry soda. Luke had told me that it made me sweet. My pussy would smell like beer now but I couldn't let Luke catch a whiff of day-old tuna fish. I wiped a third and fourth time."

"I dressed and went to the concession area to get the beer I had promised Luke. I saw Luke. He was looking for me. I went straight to the nearest beer queue and broke in line in front of a good-looking younger couple. Luke saw me just after I got in line and started my way."

"The male member of the young couple was about to berate me for my rudeness. I held up my hand and stopped him. I said, "Please help me." I nodded toward Luke, who was about thirty yards away from us. Speaking quickly, I said, "That big cowboy walking toward us is my husband. I have been out of pocket for the last half hour or more. I need for my husband to think I have been in this line for at least half that time." The three of us became conspirators instantly."

"Luke walked up beside me. I pretended not to have noticed him until he touched me and said my name. I let my eyes get big when I looked at him and said, "Hi Honey, did you get worried about me?" I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek.

He answered, "Yes where have you been? It's been over half an hour."

"I didn't have to say anything. The young man piped up and said, "She has been right here with us for the last three days. This line has just now started to move." His exaggeration was the perfect touch. Luke was apparently satisfied and let the subject drop."

"We waited on the line until we could buy beer. We became friendly with the young couple and Luke paid for their beer when he paid for ours. As soon as I had a beer in my hand, I accidentally on purpose, spilled it down the front of my shorts. Now I wouldn't have to explain any strange odors."

"Luke chuckled and said, "Strawberries and beer, huh? I've never tried that combination before." He grabbed a towel from the vendor's stand and tried to pat me dry. I tingled when he touched my pussy."

"Ten or fifteen minutes later, I asked Luke to take me back to the motel. I complained that my wet pants made me too uncomfortable to enjoy myself. I certainly couldn't dance."

"I looked for Lonnie the whole time. I never saw him. I felt more and more guilt as my deception of Luke continued, but I was afraid to tell him what had happened. I knew he would be angry enough to kill Lonnie if he could find him and he would hate me if I told him the whole truth."

Kay broke in. She asked, "Have you and Luke been intimate since?"

I started crying again. I answered her truthfully, "Yes. I cleaned myself thoroughly and we showered together before we went to bed. My mind was in turmoil. I wanted Luke to hold me and I wanted to give myself to him. Then I realized that having sex with him was just another part of my deception. I was so ashamed, but I would have died if I couldn't have curled up close to him. He wanted me. I made it as good for him as I could. I cried while it happened and told him it was because I loved him so much."

Kay said, "Listen to me, Linda. You are the victim of this crime. You have done nothing wrong."

Between sobs, I said, "No, Aunt Kay. I cheated. I fucked Lonnie and I wanted to do it. I didn't have a pass. I am a weak-minded trollop and a slut. Luke will hate me when he finds out how I have betrayed him. I have to tell him. I can't live with him, wondering when he will find out some other way. I love him so much and I am about to lose him. I deserve to lose him."

Kay rose from her chair and came to sit beside me. She took my hand in both of hers and said, "Look at me, Linda. You are, for a fact, a highly sexed young woman. You have a submissive personality. It is always important for you to give more than you receive. You are honest to the point of fault, with everyone in your life, except yourself." She paused then continued, "You will never lose Luke. His love for you is unconditional. He couldn't stop loving you if he wanted to."

My sobs had subsided into whimpers.

Luke was standing in the door. He came to me and pulled me to my feet. He said, "I already know and I will always love you." He wrapped me up in his loving embrace and squeezed me close to his massive chest. I didn't understand what was going on, but instantly, I felt calmed and safe. I began to cry again for another reason altogether. He used one of his pet names for me and said, "Read your pendant, Tinker Bell."

I heard Luke as he spoke to Kay. He said, "Thank you Aunt Kay, but enough is enough. I can't stand any more of this. I will handle it from here. I will have her call you for some girl-talk after she understands what has happened." Kay kissed my cheek and left the room. I assumed that she left the house.

Luke took me to our room. We took our clothes off and went to bed. We were naked but not for sex. This is the way we cuddle and feel close to each other. I needed to feel close to him. He gathered me into our spoon position and held me tightly. I could feel his love as it enveloped me. I was exhausted. I hadn't slept in days except for a few troubled catnaps. I decided explanations could wait. Right then it was enough that he knew what had happened and he still loved me. I snuggled close to him and slept.

I slept for ten hours or more. When I awoke, I was alone. I was very calm and peaceful inside. I hadn't been that way in days. I looked out the window. It was dark out and everything was quiet. I remembered one by one the events of earlier. I needed to be with Luke. I put on my robe and padded barefoot down the stairs. I found him sitting in the dark on the patio. He had a drink in his hand and he was watching the night sky. Sometimes we sat there together and watched for meteors for hours at a time.

I went out to be with him. As I walked by him toward my normal seat, he took my hand and said, "Sit with me." I sat on his lap. He tucked my head under his chin and held me close. He said, "I'm so sorry Baby. I didn't mean for you to suffer the way you did."

I asked, "What are you talking about, Luke?"

He answered, "I, set the whole thing up." There was a pause and he said, "Well, Kay was part of it too."

I nuzzled my way inside his robe and kissed his chest. I rose to look into his eyes. I said, "Please, make me understand." I read my necklace and continued, "Tell me how you set this up and why you would let something like this happen."

He said, "Let me get you a glass of wine. It will help."

I said, "No. Hold me until you finish your drink and then take me back to bed and hold me there. That will help." In a minute, He set his empty glass on the table. He stood with me in his arms and carried me to the pool house bedroom. In a minute, we were naked and spooning.

Luke had called me Tinker Bell, in this bed before. He told me that he had an erotic dream about her and that she looked just like me. He said she was only five inches tall but he liked the bigger version better. He had said that he could put his prick inside the bigger version. I giggled.

Luke held me closer and asked, "Where did that come from?"

I told him of my thoughts on his Tinker Bell dream. He said, "I would like to have my dick inside the bigger version right now."

I subconsciously gave him my, release me, signal. In one easy and practiced motion, I rolled to face him, positioned myself properly, and took his semi-flaccid cock in my mouth. I sucked and teased him. He hesitated only a few seconds before he began to fuck my mouth gently. We both became aroused quickly. He got very hard and I became very wet. I moved again and impaled myself on him.

We didn't try to make it last. A few minutes later I felt him swell inside me. He had his first spasm and I let myself go. We shared our bodies with each other. Our orgasms were soft and sweet, "I love you," orgasms.

We rested. We hadn't really taxed ourselves. It only took moments to recover. I thought about how Lonnie had pounded me through the last orgasm I had with him. I remembered how his cock had throbbed inside me and how I had exploded for him. It had been so good.

The soft sweet cum that I had just shared with Luke was far better. The love we share becomes a solid physical thing. It wraps around us and binds us together. Our union enhances those bonds and makes our love stronger. We do more than have sex. We make Love. Being with Luke is always better. I don't understand why I need sex with other people at all. I have these feelings often and then I jump in bed with the next pretty guy that makes me an offer. I thought, "I am such a slut."

A few minutes later and without preamble, Luke said, "I read my necklace. I want to tell you the story now. I know I screwed up big time. Try to understand why I did what I did and forgive me. I didn't intend to make you suffer. It was supposed to be a fun thing that would make you happy and fulfill two of the wishes on your bucket list. Kay said that it would complete your list as far as it could go. She said that it should happen now that we have decided to begin to limit our activities."

I felt for the necklace that I had given him. It was a replica of one he had given me. The inscription on it professed and guaranteed my love for him. He didn't wear it all the time because he knew that I loved him. He was wearing it now. I kissed it and snuggled close to him.

I thought, "The world is upright on its axis again. Luke's little wigglers are swimming happily in my belly and Mother Nature is happy with us."

Luke said, "Consider this a truth time." I nodded and he went on, "A month or so ago, I had your bucket list out and I was going over it. We had checked off most of the things that I could agree to. The things that were left were things for which I couldn't give my consent. I called Kay and told her of the situation. We made a date and had lunch together a day or two later."

"Kay looked at the list and said, "I see two boxes that we can check off if you want to go to a little trouble." I, of course, asked which ones and she said, "Rape and sex with a stranger. Two birds with one stone, so to speak."

I said, "Not no, but hell no. It would be dangerous for me to give Linda to an absolute stranger. What if he was diseased or he was a crazy bastard that would harm her. I'm damned sure that I could never allow her to be raped. I think her experience with Louis Brown has made her rethink her rape fantasies anyway."

Kay said, "Her rape fantasies are as strong and vivid as they have ever been and she enjoys them very much. We shouldn't allow Louis Brown to have any effect on her thinking or ours. He was an abnormal son-of-a-bitch that snuck up on the both of you. As I understand it, he will never be a problem again."

After a short pause, Kay looked at me and smiled. She said, "It would all be play-like, Luke. All you have to do is make her think it is real. Find a very good-looking and polished man that you are sure would be attractive to her. He would have to be a complete stranger to her of course, and willing to force her. Admittedly, it would be better if he were a friend that you could trust. Put them in the right situation and see what happens next. She further explained what she had in mind.

I broke in and said, "Lonnie certainly fit Kay's outline. He is a young Alpha if there ever was one. How did you find him?"

Luke said, "That was one of the things that just fell into place. Lonnie is the son of the owner of a ranch in Idaho. I have hunted elk and mule deer there several times. I first met Lonnie when he was twenty-three years old. That was eight or nine years ago. He had just finished a hitch in the Marine Corps. We had that in common and we hit it off pretty well. He had moved back home and was acting as a guide on some of his dad's hunts. He guided me three times. We had good hunting adventures together. One time, he saved me from getting crossways with a very belligerent asshole of a game warden. Lonnie and I became friends."

Luke paused, before he continued, "Lonnie married a most beautiful young girl not long after he came home. He and I went into town for supplies once about three years ago. We wound up going into a tavern to have a beer before we started back to the ranch. We sat at the bar but before we could order drinks, Lonnie leaned over and under his breath, he said, "We have to go."