Hotwife: My Wife's Pool Boy - Part 6

Luke and I were sitting at the dinner table enjoying our meal when I heard his phone go off. I watched him pull it from his pocket and read the message. He smiled at his phone and then slipped it back into his pocket after he typed something.

“Girlfriend?

He laughed, “Not quite.”

I nodded, “I see, the girl from the other day?”

I could have sworn I saw his face start to blush. “Maybe, how would you feel about that?”

My hand moved my fork around the plate; I picked up a few slices of meat and put them in my mouth, giving me time to think. “I don’t know. Should I think anything specific?”

“She was wondering if we were going to get to finish what we started.”

The look on my husband's face told me he did, in fact, want to finish it. I had wondered about the woman and thought that it was important to be open about these things, especially after what he did for me the other day at the pool.

“Do you wasn’t to finish?”

“I wouldn’t mind, yes.”

“Why don’t you bring her over to the house if you want? We can give you a threesome in return.”

Luke’s gaze froze on me, “This isn’t some kind of trick, right?”

“Sweetheart, you let me fuck the pool boy with you, the least I can do is let your fantasy come true too.”

He tilted his head, smirking, “How do you know it is a fantasy?”

I laughed, “I’ve seen your porn history on the computer.” I took another bite of food and said, “Text her, tell her to come over Friday night.”

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The week passed by quickly, and it was weird in some ways watching Luke appear giddy at the idea of his special night. But I knew it was all part of this experience, and that is why we limited it to just a week. I was very curious how tonight would unfold, and it would be a fun experience, just not one I had to have marked off a bucket list.

Part of me was intimidated by the idea of a younger woman. I showered, styled my hair, put on my sexiest lingerie and an outfit I knew Luke loved. I didn’t want to be shown up in my own home. I looked myself over in the mirror and was pleased with what I saw. The time had gone by quickly because when I heard the doorbell, I was shocked she had gotten here so soon.

I walked to the front door and saw Luke hugging and kissing her. My heart sank; this is what it must have felt like for him when he saw me with Seth. I had to pull my big girl panties up and focus on what this was about fantasies.

“Jules, come meet Linda. Linda, this is my wife, Julia.”

I walked over and extended my hand, “Welcome to our home. Nice to meet you.”

“Thanks for having me; I’m looking forward to tonight.”

I watched her walk into my foyer; Luke ushered her into the living room. “Do you need a drink or anything?”

She shook her head at Luke, “No, thank you.”

Truthfully, I was nervous, but I wanted to give this to Luke. I went into the living room and sat down on the couch, “Honey, come sit down, Linda, you too.”

I watched them join me on the couch; I took my hands and started lightly rubbing Luke’s arms. “Do you have any special requests,” I leaned in and kissed his neck, “or are you just along for the ride?”

Luke’s pants started to form a tent; we hadn’t even begun, and my husband was excited. This made me smile; I would love to give this to him.

“Why don’t you take your pants off,” Linda suggested.

“That’s a good idea,” I put my hand at the bottom of his shirt, “and you can take this off too.” I pulled at his hem, and Linda started undoing his pants.

Soon enough, Luke was naked on the couch, and each of us was giving part of his body attention.

I pulled his face to mine and kissed him. Our tongues danced together in harmony. Linda had her hand around Luke’s cock and was stroking him. He moaned into my mouth as she leaned over and wrapped her sultry lips around his hardened length. I could feel his body moving under mine. I pulled back and smiled at him. I looked down and saw his hand on her head, his fingers laced in her hair. She was moving up and down on him quickly. His face told me he was about to cum.

“Linda, stop; we don’t want him to cum just yet.”

She pulled her head off his cock, his precum and her saliva dripping everywhere.

“Jules, why don’t you lay on the couch, and Linda, you can lean over the armrest. We can make a train.”

We moved around on the couch; Luke stood and walked behind Linda. “Okay, now lean over, I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to eat my wife’s pussy out.”

I spread my legs for her; I had never been touched like this by a woman. Her mouth kissed my lips; I felt my pussy tingling as her tongue parted my slit and started teasing my clit. I wasn’t sure how to handle the sensations I was feeling. I grew more wet with each pass of her tongue.

My eyes found Luke’s; he was thrusting his cock into Linda. We held each other’s gaze as I started to cum. The orgasm took hold of my body, and the waves traveled from my shoulders to my knees. I wasn’t sure when Luke came, but we had all collapsed together, their bodies piled on top of mine. We lay on the couch, unmoving for what felt like an eternity.

That had been an experience I wasn’t going to forget anytime soon.

“Anyone up for round two,” Linda asked.

I laughed, “Sure, but this time, I get to be on top.”

The End

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