All she has on is a sexy nightie. As we lie on the bed,
I put my hand on her flat stomach and rub it ever so
gently in a circular motion. I slide my hand down to
her mound and just gripped it ’til she starts to moan.
Damn, what a woman! We’ve been married for 18 years
now.

She gets hot pretty easily. She spreads her legs and
says, “Are you going to fuck me, or what?”

I just started laughing as she reaches for my cock.
It’s rock hard and she just rolls over and climbs on.
As she’s riding me, I reach up and grab hold of her big
bouncing tits. I feel her getting ready to climax as
she leans forward and gives me a big lip lock. I put my
arms around her and hold on tight while I start spewing
my cum deep inside her. Damn! Am I ever glad I married
her. She is pretty much my everything, besides my two
teenage daughters.

I’m Jack and she’s Jill, I know that sounds corny but
those are our names. As I mentioned, we’ve been married
better then 18 years. I’m a Dentist, actually a DDS,
“Doctor of Dental Surgery,” I guess that’s sounds more
impressive and gets me the big bucks.

As she rolled off me she gave me another kiss and said
she had something to ask me.

I looked at her and said, “go for it, what is it?”

She looked at me smiling and said, “I want to fuck
another man!”

I looked at her totally shocked, “Who? Why? What
happened?” I was dazed for a few seconds. “I thought we
were so happy together, the perfect couple.”

She looked at me and said, “Whoa, Jack, I think you
might have gotten the wrong idea. I love you, with all
my heart and soul. You are my soul mate, my one and
only true love. I could never love another man as I
love you. I think my statement needs a little more
explaining.”

I said, “You got that right. I couldn’t believe what
you just told me.”

She went on to explain, “We’ve been married for 18
years and they’ve been the best years of my life. I
don’t regret one minute of it. You have got to be the
sweetest, nicest, most sincere man on this earth.

As you know both of us have had sexual partners before
we were married. Well, Jack, I’m getting older and
would like to have one last fling while I’m still
attractive enough to entice a man.”

I was still a bit dazed. “Are you saying you want to
have an affair-to cheat on me?”

“No, Jack, I would never ever cheat on you,” she
reassured me.

“I don’t understand what you’re trying to say here.”

“I have sexual fantasies,” Jill patiently explained,
“and wondered what it would be like to be with another
man just one more time in my life. I was thinking of
swapping partners just one time Jack. Just the one time
to fulfill a fantasy.”

I was still a bit hurt and certainly fearful. “Jill, I
could never watch you have sex with another man. It
would kill me. You’re my life.”

“You’re my life too, Jack, that’s why I suggested a
swap. I know all men wish they could get a piece of
strange pussy. Would you like to fuck a strange piece
of pussy, just one more time, Jack? Be honest with me,
does strange pussy entice you?”

“Of course it does, but I would never, ever cheat on
you. I just wouldn’t,” I told her.

“I would never cheat on you either, Jack. In a swap
situation we would both have sex with someone else, we
would both know what we are doing, and never do it
again. As I said Jack, just a one time fling, just to
get it out of our systems.”

“I don’t know, Jill,” I told her hesitantly. “It seems
awfully risky and could ruin what we have together.”

“No way, Jack, nobody could ever take me away from you.
I’m just talking about a fuck here, not love, not an
affair, just a fuck from someone different.”

“Look at all the crazy things we’ve done in the past,
Jack. Remember when you told me not to wear under
panties and to wear a short skirt while looking for
shoes? We had three different shoe salesmen checking
out my pussy. You were there looking at shoes so they
were afraid to try anything. Or the time we drove down
the highway while you were fingering me, we drove by
the trucks and you told me to show more so the drivers
could see? How about the time we went to the party and
I told you some of the guys were getting a little
carried away with their hands? You told me feels were
ok but no further.”

She was right; we had done all of those things. I still
wasn’t comfortable with the next step. “But nobody was
fucking you, Jill,” I explained. “It just scares me,
and as I said, I can’t watch it. I don’t want some
bastard grinning at me like a Cheshire cat, saying, ‘I
fucked your wife. If you fucked one of our friends, I
don’t think I could ever face them the same way again.
Knowing they had enjoyed my wife’s body. The main
reason we never told each other who our sex partners
were before we got married was, if we should ever run
into any of them the jealousy wouldn’t set in.'”

We were quiet on the bed as I considered my next words.
When I had them, I continued, “Jill, I love it when
other men look it you, even if they see your body, get
a glance at your tits or pussy. I know they aren’t
getting any and you will be all the hotter for me when
we get home. Even the time that we played strip poker
at Dale and Marcy’s house.

When we all got naked, you were with me, Dale and Marcy
fucked right next to us but it was me fucking you. I
knew Dale thought he we going to get in you, thought he
was going to fuck you. I remember him reaching over to
touch your tits and you said, ‘Dale, you can look but
don’t touch. This body belongs to Jack and only Jack.’
Then you kissed me and I felt so proud of you.”

“Don’t forget, Jack, Marcy wanted you also. She has
always wanted you. I know she was disappointed when we
didn’t swap with them. You could see it in their
faces.” Jill thought for a bit, then said, “That was
about ten years ago I think.”

“Jill, I don’t know if I ever told you, but Marcy
called me the next day and asked if we could get
together alone. I just told her she had a wonderful
body but that I would never cheat on you under any
conditions. She said she understood but was really
disappointed, she really thought we would get
together.”

Jill laughed. I said, “what’s so funny, Jill?”

She said, “Dale called me the next day also. He kept
saying what a beautiful body I had and all the things
he wanted to do to me. I just cut him off and told him
that if he and Marcy want to stay friends with Jack and
I then this sex talk must stop. I told him I only loved
one man and all my love, body and soul belongs to you
Jack. That I would never lose that trust you have in me
for anyone, especially because of sex.”

“Dale then apologized to me and promised never to bring
it up again. He didn’t want to lose our friendship
because of it. Then he asked me if, as a friend, would
I not bring it up to you. He would be quite embarrassed
and afraid of losing your friendship.”

I was taken aback. “Jill, I thought we didn’t keep
secrets from one another,” I said, the tinge of
jealousy probably more evident in my voice than I
realized.

“These weren’t secrets, Jack, just talk between
friends,” Jill said. “If either of us would have
mentioned this, we would have lost two really close and
good friends. I’ve been approached by many guys as I
know you have girls. Most of it is just talk. If it
ever developed into a problem, I talked to you about
it. Like at the pool party when we were all having fun,
but that one joker thought he could do what he wanted
with all the women, remember, Jack?”

How could I forget? “Yeah, he went and put his hand
down your bikini bottom and grabbed your pussy. You
thought it was me until you turned around and saw who
it was. I remember you yelling at him and then slapping
him. Then you yelled for me to come over,” I
recollected.

“Yeah, Jack, and you came over and I told you what he
did. You went up to him and literally grabbed him by
the balls and cock and dragged him out of the pool.
Boy, I bet that hurt! You took him to the back gate and
kicked his ass out. All the women were cheering and
clapping. You told him if you ever saw him at any of
the parties you would finish the job. God, Jack, you
were always there to protect me. My man, my protector,
but most of all my love,” she fawned.

“Well, Jill, tell me more about this plan you have
before I give you an answer,” I said slowly. I was
warming up to the idea just a little bit.

“Okay, Jack,” she started. “Here are some ideas I have
come up with.”

“First we will find some strangers, probably on the
Internet. It will be your job to find a couple.”

“No one is to know about it ever, Jack. This is to be a
secret and fantasy for only you and me. I don’t want
you to tell a soul and I promise never to mention it to
anyone, not even to my sister Mary, my closest friend.”

“It must and will be a one time thing. I never want to
see the couple again as long as we live.”

“We both have to completely agree on the couple. I
don’t want you having Barbie and me getting a freak.”
At the thought of an inequitable pairing, we both
laughed.”

“We are not to tell them any true personal information
that they could use to get hold of us or track us
down.”

“We should go away for a few days to do this. No where
near where we live. I don’t want a chance meeting with
friends or relatives,” she continued. ”

“Make up a city, last names, job, whatever you want.
I’ll agree to go along with whatever you come up with.”

“We can split up for a few hours during the sexual
encounter but I want you back in my arms at the end of
the evening.”

“And last but not least, if at any time either of us
wants it to stop, it must stop. I will not cheat on
you, Jack. If you find this to be too much, then it
will stop right then,” she said finally.

“Wow! Jill, you’ve been thinking about this pretty
heavily, haven’t you?” I asked her.

“Yes, Jack, but nothing happens unless you say so. The
ball is now in your court,” she told me.

“Ok, honey, let me do some checking and see what I can
do.”

* * *

About two weeks later, I raised the issue with Jill
again.

“Jill, I need to talk to you about the possible swap,”
I started. “I have searched the Internet and think I
have found a couple. Before you look, you have to
understand that their information might be all lies,
just like ours. They do have a picture here so you can
see what they may look like.”

——–

Here’s the info: David and Joyce Couch, early forties,
own a hardware store in Pittsburgh Penn. We are novices
looking for other novices who are looking for fun. She
is pretty, 5’3″ 125 lbs. Dark shoulder length hair, 36B
boobs. He is handsome, 6’0″ 185 lbs. We enjoy light
drinking, are non smokers, (prefer same), and are not
looking for affairs. We are in love and just want to
try swapping.

We are looking for: a white couple, 30’s to late 40’s,
clean and neat who just want to get together for a
night of fun and games. We are not pushy and want same.
If we click we play, if not we each go our own way. We
would prefer meeting out of state. Confidential
information a must. Please send photo and info to this
e-mail address. We will return same. We are waiting for
your e-mail. Hope to hear from you soon, David and
Joyce.:

——–

I waited while she read. “Well, Jill, what do you
think?” I asked when I thought she must be done.

She finished reading. “Sounds pretty good, Jack. Have
you sent them anything yet?” she asked.

“As a matter of fact I have. Here’s the e-mail I sent,”
I said, handing her another sheet of paper.

——–
Dear David and Joyce:

My name is Jack Riley, my wife is Jill Riley, we have
been married eighteen wonderful years but recently
thought we would try and spice up our lives by meeting
with another couple. We live in Purdue, Indiana. We run
a small pharmacy here. Here are some of the particulars
you asked about. Jill is 5′ 8″ 145 lbs. The only way to
describe her is “gorgeous”, blond hair down to her
shoulders, 38D boobs, long legs and an ass to kill for.
I’m considered a handsome man. I’m 6′ 2″ 210 lbs. We
are light drinkers, non-smokers, we work out at the gym
twice a week.

If you are interested in meeting us, we are taking a
short vacation for a couple of days in September. We
will be going to Atlantic City, from the 23rd to the
25th. If you are interested in meeting us, please let
us know. I will not send a picture of us. We want to be
as discreet as possible and don’t want our picture on
the Internet. As you mentioned, if we click, we play,
if not we go away. We will be staying at the Sheraton
Inn, and will gladly meet you there.

Sincerely

Jack and Jill Riley

——–

A few facts about Jill and myself: Our last name is
O’Reilly (not Riley), we live in Columbus, Ohio, and
not in Indiana. As you know, I’m a dentist (DDS) and
not a pharmacist. Jill, my lovely wife is a dental
hygienist. That’s how we met. I was looking for an
assistant nineteen years ago and she applied for the
job. We were married within the first year after
meeting. It has been great ever since. We hardly ever
argue and never go to bed mad at each other.

The e-mail address I sent David and Joyce was one that
I recently set up on line, apart from the account I use
everyday. Other than our appearance, which is true,
there was no other information I gave out where they
could contact us.

Jill finished reading, looked up, and said, “Did they
reply?”

My smirk betrayed me. “Come on, Jack, quit smiling.
What did they say?” she demanded excitedly.

I showed Jill one more page, the e-mail that I had
received.

——–

Dear Jack and Jill:

You sound like just the type of couple we are looking
for. I wish you would have sent a picture but I
understand your reluctance. If you two look anything
like your description, you shouldn’t be hard to find.
We will meet you in Atlantic City but due to our
business we can not arrive until Saturday the 24th. We
will meet with you say at 3:00pm at the restaurant
inside the Sheraton. If this is agreeable with you
please let us know. Hoping to see you in Atlantic City.

Sincerely, David and Joyce.

“Well, did you send them an e-mail saying we’ll see
them?” Jill asked.

“No, I haven’t sent it yet,” I said. “We decided that
we both have to agree and I’m giving you one last
chance to back out before going through with it.”

She nodded. We went to the den, where I turned on the
monitor and opened the last message I had received.
After hitting the “reply” button, I then typed on the
screen:

We’ll see you on the 24th.

Sincerely, Jack and Jill

I turned to Jill and said: “The ball is now in your
court. If you want to go through with it, all you have
to do is hit the send button.”

Jill looked at me, smiled and then reached down. She
hit the “Send button” with glee.

Chapter 2

Ever since I told Jill I was willing to swap she has
been a hellion in bed. The sex we have has always been
good but she took it up a notch. We’ve been getting
just a little nastier. Nothing gross but we started
doing things we haven’t done for years. She would hold
her tits together while I came and shot the load all
over her face.

She even cleaned me up with her tongue afterwards. It’s
been a long time since she has done that. One night
while our daughters were out we did it on the kitchen
counter. Another night we even went to lover’s lane
(every town has one) and did it in the backseat like
teenagers.

We did a little bit more exhibitionism; she let some
old guys watch us fuck while we were in the park. While
I was lying on my back on a picnic table, she was
sucking me off. One old guy, maybe 70 years of age, was
walking through the park and stopped to watch us. I had
my eyes closed and the old guy came up behind her and
put his fingers in her cunt.

She almost deep throated me and we both jumped. The old
guy pulled his fingers out, said thank you and backed
away. Jill laughed and I didn’t have the heart to say
anything to him. Besides I started to shoot a load of
cum. The old man smiled and was sucking on his fingers
as he walked away.

Things were really picking up at work, as well. We have
a lot of women visiting our clinic to have their teeth
worked on. One in particular, a gal maybe twenty-two
years old always wears mini skirts and no underwear.
Every time she comes in, Jill laughs at me because she
knows that I’m going to get a hard on. For this
particular appointment we had to do a root canal. She
asked me to be put her under so she wouldn’t feel any
pain. So I obliged and gave her gas. Once she was under
and I was almost finished, I was looking down at the
girls thighs.

Jill looked at me and said, “Go for it.”

I said, “I can’t touch a patient.”

Jill said, “You’ve been thinking about her pussy for
years now. I’m going to let you finger her just this
one time because I let that old fart finger me in the
park.”

I said, “You knew he was going to do it?”

“He was doing it for a couple of minutes while your
eyes were closed,” she confessed. “It was so naughty
and it felt good so I let him do it. It was only when
he jammed his fingers way in that I couldn’t control
it. That’s when I jumped and you know the rest.”

“So you now have my permission to get even, one time
and only now. Go for it big boy!”

I know I shouldn’t have but after the way Jill was
talking, I was so hot. I reached down and could see
that brown bush glistening. I just put my fingers on
her pussy and slid two right in. I kept the gas on her
while I finger fucked her.

Jill looked at me and said, “She’s about to cum.”

I could feel the young girl pushing against my fingers.
God, if Jill wasn’t there I would have been afraid I
would have tried to fuck her but I held my control as
the young gal came. My hand was soaked and she had
pussy juice all over her bush. The room smelled like
sex.

Jill started laughing hysterically and said, “Good job,
big boy.” Then she got the wet naps and wiped all the
juices off my patient’s cunt and the chair.

I quickly washed my hands and returned to my work,
turning off the gas and letting the girl return to
normal. Jill sprayed a little Fabreeze in the room to
cover the pussy smell.

When the girl came to she looked at me and said,
“Thanks, doc, that wasn’t so bad. I must have been in
dream land the whole time. I didn’t feel any pain at
all. I actually felt pleasure.” With that she got up
and left the office.

She was our last patient of the day so as soon as she
left Jill locked up the office, came back in where I
was putting the tools away and said, “Jack, take off
your pants and sit in the chair, I need it now.” With
that, she slipped off her underpants and climbed up in
my lap.

She grabbed my cock and put it in her pussy. We both
came just minutes later.

“Damn! That was so hot!” she cried after we finished.

We were getting ready for our trip. Jill went shopping
for some sexy clothes. I told her we were only going to
be there for two days so don’t over-do it.

She looked at me and said, “I’m going to look good!”

I told her she always looked good. She just smiled and
headed out.

We gave our girls our room number and told them, “Only
call if there is an emergency. We won’t be in the room
much so just leave a message.” We told them we would
call them once before coming home.

They said, “Yeah, we know, you want to check up on us.”

We all laughed and I said, “You got that right!”

We were on our plane and everything was great. It was
like a second honeymoon. The Sheraton Inn had a special
shuttle service from the airport so we didn’t even have
to rent a car. We arrived on Friday and were going back
on Sunday. We would spend Friday together doing our
thing, and of course our plans for Saturday were yet to
be determined. Then we would head for home Sunday.

After checking in we went up to our suite. What a
beautiful room. We had a king size bed and a view that
overlooked the city. We stood in front of the big
windows and wondered how many people from the other
motels could see us if they had binoculars? Wish I had
brought mine along. We just laid on the bed for a few
minutes and kissed and hugged. Then we got up and
showered and headed to the casino.

Jill looked great. She had on a summer dress that
showed her shape to the max. It went down to about mid
thigh. She wore no underwear because she didn’t want
panty lines. Her bra just about pushed her tits out of
her dress. She looked sexy as hell but not slutty. I
just wore a pair of Dockers and a pullover shirt.

We were playing the slots but all the guys were trying
to get near Jill. Every time she sat down the dress
rode up a few inches. Jill didn’t flirt with anyone and
everyone could tell she was with me but that didn’t
stop them from looking. I told her to accidentally give
a few beaver shots so these guys would have something
to talk about after they got home.

We sat down in the restaurant to have dinner. The food
was great but the service was even better. We had
waiters who kept coming to the table. Jill told me that
from where she was sitting she could shoot a beaver to
just about anyone who passed by.

Jill trimmed her pubic area up real neat. She was a
natural blond so she left a real nice streak of blond
hair about three inches wide all the way down to cover
her cunt. So, if anyone was looking they could see that
light blond bush covering her pussy.

We took in a stage show and then headed up to our room.
By then, it was about 11:00pm. We both started getting
undressed and when we were naked I grabbed hold of
Jill. I pulled her onto the bed and she said, “Jack,
your not getting any tonight.”

“What? You’ve got to be kidding me!” I cried.

She said, “No, we are going to save it all up for
tomorrow, our one time fling.”

“You got me so hot and bothered all night,” I told her
breathlessly, “and now I have to wait till tomorrow?”

“Joyce will be glad you did,” she laughed.

With that we turned off the light and cuddled up naked,
both of us dreaming of the day to come.

The next morning we got up, dressed casually and headed
for the breakfast buffet. We decided not to do anything
special until the afternoon. We ate, then decided to
just take a walk and look at the city. It was such a
nice morning and this was going to be a very special
day. We walked around the shops, got the girls some
souvenirs, and just took it easy for the morning.

At about 1:00pm we started to get antsy, so we headed
back to our room to start getting ready for our meeting
with David and Joyce.

Jill got in the shower first, as it would take her two
hours to get ready. She wanted to shave her legs, trim
her bush, and fix her hair. I on the other hand, shaved
and put on my Dockers and polo shirt. That was about
it, other than using a really good smelling cologne.

Jill looked radiant. She had on a new outfit, a blue
silky blouse with matching skirt. The skirt didn’t make
it to mid thigh. She bought a light blue thong for the
occasion and a pair of three-inch heels to match. She
had her hair done up on her head with fancy curls. She
was one beautiful woman. I wanted to take her right
there on the bed.

At 3:00pm we headed down to the restaurant. We got a
corner table for four, kind of out of the way. We
ordered a drink even though we usually don’t drink that
early in the day. It wasn’t five minutes later that we
saw Dave and Joyce come in. We looked up and they knew
instantly that we were the couple they have come to
meet.

They came to our table and Dave introduced himself and
then his wife. I then introduced myself and Jill.
Dave’s eyes almost fell out of his head when he met
Jill. I think Joyce was just a little annoyed with all
the complements he was throwing at Jill.

They both looked as good as their pictures. Dave
dressed similar to me. Joyce was dressed to kill. She
had on a green dress, very low cut to accent her boobs,
it came down to mid thigh. Her hair came down to her
shoulders. She had on four-inch heels since she knew I
was taller.

Things were going great. We all ordered dinner and
planned our evening. We took in an adult show at one of
the hotels, lots of tits and ass. It was done well;
there weren’t any sex acts or anything like that. At
around 7:00pm we headed over to the lounge where there
was a lot of music and dancing. It was dark and things
started to happen. I started dancing with Joyce and
begin to get wound up. Dave had already begun with
Jill. He had both hands on her ass and had her pulled
up tight against his cock.

So I did the same with Joyce. I could feel the heat
radiate off her when I pulled her close. This might not
have been a bad idea after all, as long as I didn’t
watch Jill get fucked. My cock was starting to get hard
as we sat down at the table. I could see Dave already
had his hand up Jill’s skirt, probably rubbing her
pussy. Joyce put her hand on my hard cock. I moved
closer and ran my hand up her dress. She was wet right
through her panties. It was time to make a decision.

“Well, everyone,” I addressed the group, ” I think it’s
decision time. We all have to agree or it doesn’t
happen. Jill this was your idea so you go first. This
is your last chance to back out.”

“I want it to happen, I’m in,” Jill replied.

I turned to look at Jill’s new man for the evening.
“Dave, what’s your answer?” I prompted.

“I’m in all the way,” he said. Glancing at Jill, he
added, “Or, at least I will be.”

Jill grinned but I really didn’t much care for Dave’s
answer because it sounded kind of smug.

“Joyce, are you in?” I asked.

“I’m all for it if you are Jack. I’ll make it happen
for you, I promise,” replied Joyce.

“Ok, I can’t turn down a proposition like that. Let’s
go for it, but I have a few ground rules.

“First protection must be worn and no means no for
everyone. Do we all agree on that?”

Everyone said yes, but I noticed Joyce glance over at
Dave.

“Dave and Jill can go to our suite,” I suggested.
“We’re in room 904. Joyce and I will go to your room.
What room are you in?”

Dave replied that The Sheraton was booked up so they
have a room at another motel about two miles away.

That bothered me some, having Jill and I at different
motels.

I looked a little worried and Jill jumped in and said,
“Everything will be fine, Jack. You go with Joyce and
come back to me at say 1:00am. I’ll be here waiting for
you.”

I asked to speak with Jill alone for a moment. We
stepped aside and I told her that it bothered me not
being here to protect her if necessary.

She told me to go enjoy myself, everything will be
alright. She would see me in four hours.

With that said, I kissed her and then took Joyce by the
hand and headed out the door and we got in a cab and
headed for her motel.

When we arrived, we headed up to the room. The motel
was nice but didn’t approach the class of ours.

Joyce asked if I wanted anything to drink.

I told her, “No, I don’t need any outside stimulant for
what I am about to do.”

She went to undress and I said, “Let me do that.” I
slowly unzipped her dress as I kissed down her back. I
could feel her shiver. This woman was getting hot. I
pulled her dress down as I was standing behind her and
let it fall to the floor. I then unsnapped her bra but
let it stay on her shoulders.

I reached around and put my hands on her breasts and
slowly massaged them. I then pulled my hands back and
let her bra fall off her arms. I returned to her
breasts and began to massage her nipples. I felt her
nipples getting hard and she started to shudder.

I then reached around and slid my right hand into her
panties. I found her pussy. It was hairless and soft as
a baby’s butt. I slid my hand down into the creases of
her pussy and slid a finger in. I felt her juices flow
around my fingers. I pulled my fingers out as she
moaned.

I then took off my shirt and trousers and folded them
over a chair. My cock was hard and straining to get
out.

She reached down and grabbed it. “I want this,” she
said.

I smiled, “You will have it in due time.”

I sat her on the edge of the bed and slid her panties
off. I then laid her back with her legs over the side
of the bed with her pussy right on the edge. I got on
my knees and put my face on her hairless pussy and then
slipped my tongue into the moist crevice.

She started bucking against my face crying, “Oh, God,
Oh, God, I’m going to cum already.”

It makes a man feel good when he’s able to bring a
woman off like this so I kept it up, lapping at her
pussy for all I was worth. I had to reach down and
release my hard cock from its confines. I stood up and
let my underwear fall to the floor. I then placed my
cock head against her opening and I gently started to
push it in but then remembered I forgot to put on a
condom.

I started to pull out when she looked at me and said,
“Please don’t take it out.” I mentioned I forgot the
condom. She said, “It’s ok. I’m on the pill and I
promise I’m clean. Please, push it in all the way.”

I was thinking with my cock and how warm it felt. I
pushed it in slowly to the hilt. I started fucking her
hard. I had two days of passion built up in by balls
and they needed release.

She kept saying, “Fuck me, fuck me.”

And I did. I worked her pussy for several minutes. As
she begin to reach another orgasm, she cried, “Oh,
Jack, you’re the best I’ve ever had. Please fill me
up.”

I came at the same time as she did, shooting load after
load deep into her pussy. Damn, this was a good idea
that Jill had. Joyce is one hot woman!

After climaxing I had Joyce climb up further on the bed
and lay next to her. I started sucking on her nipples
and rubbing her tummy. I know this is a turn on for
Jill and thought Joyce would like it too. She did. In
fact, she loved it. Her nipples were hard as nails as I
sucked away. She put her hand on mine and pushed it
down to her pussy. She wanted it rubbed some more.

She put her hand on my cock and asked if I wanted it
sucked. I told her only if she wanted to. I wouldn’t
force her to do anything. She turned around and we got
in a sixty-nine position with her on top. I had her
bare pussy with my juices mixed with hers against my
mouth. I tongued her and kissed all over that pussy
till her juices flowed.

She was bobbing up and down on my cock, getting it
harder and harder. As I was sucking her pussy I reached
up and put my finger to her anal opening. She spread
her legs and let me finger her ass hole. She got up off
my hard cock and turned around and asked me if I wanted
to take her in the ass.

I told her Jill wasn’t big on anal sex but I would like
to try it.

Joyce said, “If you promise not to hurt me.”

“I would never hurt you on purpose. If it begins to
hurt, tell me and I will stop,” I assured her. “Do you
want me to use a condom?”

“No condom,” she said softly. “I want to feel you in
me, but will you use the KY jelly?”

“Of course I will,” I answered. “I’m here to have a
good time with you, not hurt you.”

She handed me the jelly and I spread it all over my
hard cock, then when she turned over and stuck her ass
in the air, I put more jelly on her anal opening and
fingered it into her anus.

I held on to her hip with one hand and guided my cock
into her ass with the other. I pushed it in as slowly
as possible doing my best not to hurt her.

She squealed with delight and kept saying, “I love it,
I love it.”

With her encouragement, I fed more of my cock into her
ass. Her breathing quickened and she sighed, “I didn’t
know it could be so good. David has never been this
gentle with me.”

That remark bothered me but I let it pass. I fucked her
harder and harder in her ass till she started to
climax, then I held on tight and pushed my cock in as
deep as I could get it, and shot my second load of the
evening. I then pulled out of her and turned her over
and kissed her, telling her how great it was.

We sat up and were just talking about the evening. She
was telling me that I was the best lover she had ever
had. “Much better than David,” she said, which bothered
me again. She wrote a number on a piece of paper and
gave it to me. It was her personal cell phone number.

I asked her about her previous swaps.

“There were only two and they both were rough. They
didn’t make love like you did,” she said, pausing. She
looked at me squarely and added, “They just took me.”

“What about David?” I asked. I couldn’t conceal my
shock. “Didn’t he say anything to these guys?”

That’s when she said, “David is only interested in
David. The only reason I swap is because I’m afraid of
him. If he knew I was telling you this, he would hurt
me badly.”

Now I was in a panic. “He’s with my wife!” I yelled.
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“I thought you were just like the others,” Joyce said.
“Out to use me, but you made love to me. That’s never
happened to me before. I wish I had a man as good as
you, one I could love. I’m sorry about not telling you
about David but he scares me and hurts me.”

I stood in a flash, already looking for my clothes. “I
have to go,” I said shortly. I got dressed. It was only
midnight, but I had to go make sure my wife was
alright. Remembering my courtesy, I said thanks to
Joyce for a wonderful evening up to that last
discussion but I had to leave. I had to make sure Jill
was alright.

I ran out of the motel and flagged down a taxi. As my
cab sped off I thought I spotted David going into the
motel but wasn’t sure. I took the elevator up to the
ninth floor and hurried in.

The room was a mess and blood, just a little blood, on
the sheet. I yelled for Jill. She was in the bathroom.
I ran into the bathroom. She was in the shower. She
looked up and was crying.

“Jack,” she said between sobs. “Jack, he raped me.”

Chapter 3

I ran out of the motel and flagged down a taxi. As the
taxi sped off I thought I spotted David going into the
motel, but wasn’t sure. I took the elevator up to the
ninth floor of our motel and hurried in.

The room was a mess, there was just a little spot of
blood on the sheet. I yelled for Jill. She was in the
bathroom. I ran in and found her in the shower.

She looked up and was crying as she said, “Jack, he
raped me.”

I grabbed her and hugged her and said, how I was sorry
for abandoning her. I started crying as I held her in
the shower. She had welt spots or something on her
breasts and lower belly, her bush was shaved off. She
had blood on her legs, probably coming from her anal
opening.

I pulled the drain button so the tub would fill up with
warm water. I reached up and grabbed the bubble bath
the motel supplied and poured the whole bottle in the
water. I helped Jill sit down slowly. I wanted her to
sit and relax in a warm bath.

She wanted to talk but I told her to rest for a few
minutes. We had plenty of time to talk. I wanted to do
everything I could to comfort her. This was my woman
and I wanted … no needed … to take care of her. As she
sat in a relaxing bubble bath I went to the phone and
called housekeeping. I told them I wanted a complete
change of bedding, right now. They were there within
ten minutes and cleaned up the room.

They looked at me strange because of all the stuff they
had to clean up. I gave them fifty dollars for their
time which seemed to make them happier. After they left
I went back in the bathroom and helped Jill out of the
tub. I dried her off and brought out her new nightie
and walked her to the new clean bed. She lay down and
began her story.

“Jack, after you and Joyce left, David and I came up to
the room. He had a small suitcase with him. Everything
seemed to be going well. David offered me a drink; he
said it would calm me down.

“I guess it was drugged but I didn’t know it at the
time. David took me by the hand and we went up to the
big windows. He opened my blouse and undid my bra and
let them drop to the floor. Then he put my hands and
arms up against the windows and pushed my tits against
the glass. Kind of like we’ve seen in a few movies, I
thought it was erotic.”

“Then he grabbed me by the hair and said, “You’re going
to be my slut tonight whether you like it or not and
started laughing.”

“I became scared. What was he doing? The drug must have
taken effect because I must have passed out. When I
awoke, he had me stripped naked and handcuffed to the
bed. When I started to get my senses back, I start
yelling at him.”

He was calling me slut, bitch, whore, just about every
vile name he could think of. When I started screaming,
he took his filthy underwear and jammed it in my mouth.
I wanted to vomit but was unable to with his shorts in
my mouth. He then reached in his bag and pulled out a
safety razor and shaving cream. He said his bitches are
supposed to be bald. I started to kick at him when he
said to stop fighting him or you wouldn’t recognize me
when you got back. I was scared shitless Jack, so I did
everything he asked but he still raped and hurt me.”

“These little welt are from a candle. He lit it and let
it drip down on me. It hurt Jack, damn it hurt. I was
crying through the shorts in my mouth. He didn’t care.
His dick was hard, Jack, real hard. It was similar in
size as yours but he didn’t know how to pleasure a
woman with it. He climbed up on the bed and pulled his
shorts out of my mouth. I was able to breath some air
then he put his cock in. He mouth fucked me until I
started to choke, then he pulled his cock out and said
I didn’t know how to give head.

“He dropped down between my legs lifted them up and
then jammed his cock in my pussy. Thank God I was a
little wet from earlier. I felt nothing but shame Jack.
He didn’t use a condom. He laughed at me when I
mentioned it. He said if I was lucky he may leave a
seed behind to remember him by. He didn’t even fuck
good, just used me. Then he pushed my legs all the way
up until my knees were up near my head, then plunged
his hard cock into my ass. I screamed out and he put
his dirty underwear back in my mouth.

“He had a difficult time getting it into my ass, said
it was too tight. He kept plowing and plowing until I
could feel my ass bleeding. I was glad I started to
bleed, it gave some lubricant to my asshole so he was
finally able to get it in. Then he shot his load up my
ass and pulled his dick out. God, I was glad it was
over. It was the worst thing that has ever happened to
me.

“He then said that if I ever wanted more to drop him a
line. He undid the cuffs and packed his toys. Then he
said, ‘I’ve had much better than you but you could
learn,’ then laughed as he left.

“I got up and staggered into the shower. You were here
not ten minutes later. You just missed him Jack. I’m so
sorry and ashamed, Jack, I should have listened to you.

“Why would he rape me when he could have had me? I
can’t believe he was so deranged. He could have had the
best sex of his life and chose to humiliate me instead.
What a bastard! I’m glad I’ll never see him again.”

“Jill, I’m so sorry,” I told her. “I should have been
here to protect you and I wasn’t. Please forgive me.”

“Jack, it’s not your fault,” she reassured me. “And
it’s really not mine. It’s that bastard who raped me.
It’s his fault. I’m just glad you’re here now. Why did
you come back early? Joyce wasn’t like him, was she?”

“No, Joyce was fine. After having sex she told me a
little information about David. It bothered me so I
came home to make sure you were okay.” I said. “Guess I
wasn’t quick enough,” I said sadly.

Jill finally fell asleep. I couldn’t sleep so I got up,
got dressed and caught a cab and went back to David’s
motel. After what he did to my wife I was going to kill
the bastard or at least hurt him. It was now 2:00am but
I didn’t care. As I was going by the front desk the
clerk stopped me and asked where I was going?

I told him sharply, “To see the couple in Room 206.”

He said, “They checked out about an hour ago.”

I looked at the clerk and told him, “I need to get in
contact with them. It is very important.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help you sir,” replied the clerk.

I reached in my wallet and pulled out a hundred-dollar
bill. “This is yours if I can have a copy of their
checkout receipt,” I said, flashing the money at him.

The clerk looked at me, grabbed the money, then punched
the button on the computer and gave me a copy of the
receipt. I looked at the receipt and it had all the
information I needed.

I headed back over to The Sheraton Inn, and my wife,
who was still sound asleep.

When we awoke the next morning. Jill was feeling much
better but said she was still sore. I wanted to
apologize some more but Jill stopped me.

Jill said, “It’s ok, Jack, no real damage done except
to my pride.”

“The welts will go away in a couple of days. My ass
might take about a week. And that means you aren’t
getting any for a while Jack,” she said trying to
smile. “Now my bush is another thing. It’s going to
take awhile to grow back unless you want it this way.”

I looked at her and said, “I want my blond bush back, I
don’t want any memories of this weekend.”

We then called our daughters and told them we had a
nice time and would see them that evening. Jill and I
got dressed, ate breakfast and headed for home.

On the plane home Jill looked at me and said, “I love
you Jack and you’re all the man I’ll ever want, I just
hope that someday someone will get even with that son
of a bitch.”

I made myself a promise that Jill’s wish would come
true.

Chapter 4

Setting Up The Revenge

After we arrived home Jill and I made appointments at
the doctor’s office. We wanted to be checked for
sexually transmitted diseases. I didn’t tell Jill I
didn’t use a condom. Instead I excused my examination
by saying it would looked better if both of us were
having physicals. Our tests came back negative so that
was one problem out of the way.

I looked again at the checkout receipt of the Couch’s.
They were from Akron, Ohio, and not Pittsburgh,
Pennsylvania. He charged his bill as a business stay
for an insurance company. So he didn’t own a store, he
was apparently an insurance agent in Akron. We lived in
Columbus which is only about hundred miles from Akron.

Things were beginning to look up.

Later in the week I wrote to David on the e-mail that
we had set up. I acted as though I was Jill and asked
to see him again. I explained that I was really mad
when it first happened, the way he treated me. I wasn’t
use to being treated like that but after I thought
about it, I missed it. Now I needed to be a submissive.
I finished my forged letter by telling him that Jill
needed a dominating man like him, not a wuss like her
husband Jack.

Now I had to wait to see if he would take the bait. I
didn’t want to tell Jill about it until it was over. I
knew she would try and talk me out of it but I had to
do it, for Jill and for me.

David replied the next day. He said he knew I would be
back, he knew his women. He said, “I can’t wait to fuck
your tight ass again.” He asked if Jack knew about me
wanting to meet him again and how would we get together
when he lived in Pittsburgh, Pa. and me in Indiana?

Continuing my ruse, I wrote back still acting as Jill
and told him, “Jack is not going to know.” I told him I
wanted a chance to show him that I could really suck
his big cock. Also my ass is healed up from the last
banging it received and needed more. I really laid it
on thick for this sick puppy. I told him, “No condom. I
want your sperm in my pussy. I stopped taking my birth
control so I could have your baby. I just want to be
used by you.”

I told David that I had a pharmacology convention to
attend in Cleveland, Ohio on October thirteenth. Maybe
we could find a motel and meet half way, maybe Akron or
Canton Ohio on Friday the 14th on my way back. Only one
of us, Jack or me could attend this meeting. The other
had to watch the business. So Jack said I should go and
he will mind the store.

Note: to readers who aren’t familiar with that area.
Columbus, Ohio is approximately100 miles from Akron,
Ohio. Canton is about 20 miles south of Akron. This is
the area that the Couch’s really live in so to meet in
this area, he wouldn’t even have to leave his home
city. Pittsburgh, Pa. where he said he was from, but
wasn’t, is about 100 miles from Akron, Ohio also. I
figured he’d jump at the idea of meeting in Akron and I
was right.

I received an e-mail back from David saying he was
going to leave his calendar open for that day. He would
drive in from Pittsburgh and arrive in Akron around
7:00pm. He would make a reservation at the motel 6 off
the I-77 interstate. He said to contact him by e-mail
sometime during the week of October thirteenth to make
sure the plans were still on.

I wrote David one more time (still acting as Jill)
saying, “I will do as you said and send you a
reminder”. I told him please don’t mention it to Joyce.
I didn’t want her knowing about our liaison. I ended
the note with, “Don’t forget the toys!”

Now since the date was set, I had to start working on
my plan. Damn, this was almost exciting except for the
fact that he hurt my wife. I decided to call in some
help, I needed someone I could trust and not have to
tell all the facts to. I didn’t want anyone to know
what happened to Jill. The person I picked had to be
willing to get his hands dirty. There was one person I
felt fit the bill, my old friend from college, Billy
Mason.

I need to regress and explain a little about Billy. We
went to college together, we were both on the football
team. I was a second string end, but Billy was a
starting guard. He was a black man who stood 6’6″ and
was about 280 lbs. He was as good a friend as there
ever was. We were roommates during away games. We hung
around together until he started to hang with a bad
crowd. He wanted money and was caught selling dope at
one of the parties. I was saddened when I found out
about it.

He told me he let me down, he let his family down, and
the team down. He lost his scholarship, and a chance at
the pros. He was almost a shoo-in. He was sent up for
five years. He lost everything.

I kept in touch with him as much as possible and told
him I would always be his friend. If he was in need of
anything when he got out to come see me. I would help
him if I could.

Jill and I had been married for about three years when
she had her chance to meet Billy. We (Jill and I) were
at a Denny’s eating lunch when I turned around and saw
a big black man sitting alone eating his lunch. He
hadn’t noticed me so I yelled at him, “Hey, you big
black bastard.” He turned toward me and yelled out,
“What? You little white fuck,” and we both jumped up.

Jill screamed, “Wait!”

Everyone in Denny’s thought a fight was about to start
but instead we both jumped up, went to each other and
just hugged each other like two big teddy bears.

Jill looked relieved and said, “This has got to be
Billy,” as she got up and hugged him too. I’ve heard so
much about you. You’re like a brother to Jack.”

Billy looked at Jill and said, “Mother fuck! What a
good looking piece of white meat.” Then he said, “Oh,
my God, you must be Jill, I’m so sorry. God, I
apologize.”

Jill laughed and said, “Apology accepted. Except from
now on call me Jill, not a piece of white meat.”

We all laughed as Billy joined us at our table. He sat
on one side and Jill and I on the other.

“What’s the latest, Billy. When did you get out?” I
asked.

“I got out about 2 weeks ago and just got back into
town yesterday. I’m looking for work right now, I
wanted to buy a business but just don’t have the
finances right now.” Billy replied.

“What kind of business,” I asked?

Billy said, “Don’t laugh but while I was in the pen, I
took up a trade and I’m very good at it. I want to be a
tattoo artist. There’s a tattoo business for sale over
on Broad Street. A really good location but I just
don’t have the money.”

“How much is the business, Billy,” I asked?

“$120,000 dollars with a minimum of 15% down. That’s
$18,000 down. I don’t have kind of money. I looked at
the books and even the bank agreed that the business
pulls in enough to make the payments, but because of my
past they want the 15% down.” Billy replied.

“How much do you have, Billy?”

He replied, “$621 dollars,” and reached into his pocket
and pulled out his change. Counting it quickly he said:
“And 18 cents.”

We all just started laughing. I looked over at Jill and
said, “What do you think?”

Jill answered, saying, “He’s your friend. Whatever you
decide is alright with me.”

Billy looked up and said, “What? What are you saying?”

I looked at Jill, then over at Billy. “Billy, I’ve
known you for years. If I’ve ever trusted anyone
besides Jill, it’s you. We will loan you the $18,000
but you will have to sign a promissory note with some
type of payback agreement.”

Billy looked at me and said, “You are willing to loan
me $18,000 dollars based on our friendship?” We could
see tears well up in the big man’s eyes. He started
crying and made us tear up also. “I promise you, on my
life, on my future wife’s life, if I ever have one, and
even on my future kids lives, I’ll pay you back every
cent with interest”.

He collected himself then continued. “If you ever need
me for anything Jack, just ask me and I’ll be there.”

That happened fifteen years ago. Billy has since paid
his debt off to me and was making good money. We are
the best of friends. He has often said he will never
forget what we did for him when no one else cared.

Well, now is my time to ask Billy for a favor. I called
him and asked if he would meet me?

He replied, “Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.” He was a
true friend.

Billy and I met and I told him I had a big problem. I
needed to extract revenge on a guy who hurt a friend of
mine. I told him I wouldn’t be able to tell him who the
person was who got hurt because of a promise I made to
the victim, only that it was a very close friend. Then
I mentioned that if he was unable to help me I would
understand.

Billy looked at me and said, “Jack, I’ve known you a
long time and know you would not do this unless it was
very personal and extremely important to you. No matter
what it is, I’m in. If someone hurt a friend of yours
then they hurt a friend of mine. Just tell me what you
want from me and when. I’ll be there!”

Damn, I thought, if one man could love another man, I
loved this guy, not sexually but as a true friend. I
explained my plans and when it would take place.

Everything was now set. I wrote the final e-mail to
David (acting as Jill again) saying everything was set
for my trip and that Jack wasn’t the least bit
suspicious. “I can’t wait to have that hot cock of
yours. It’s all I’ve thought about.” Again I reminded
David not to tell his wife Joyce and not to forget to
bring the toys, meaning the shaving kit, cuffs, candles
etc.

David sent his reply and said, “I can hardly wait for
two more days. I’ll see you at the Motel 6 on I-77 at
the Akron exit. I have room 129 reserved. It’s on the
end so we won’t be disturbed. The toys are already
packed and Joyce doesn’t know about us. See you
Friday!”

I got up Friday morning and Jill looked at me and said,
“What’s going on, Jack?”

I could never hide anything from her, she just had that
instinct. I explained to her that Billy and I were
going out that afternoon and wouldn’t be back till late
evening.

“Where are you going, Jack?”

I looked at her, “Jill, please don’t ask me any
questions. I promise you I will tell you everything
when I get home. I will not lie to you, you know that.”

“Okay, Jack, answer one question for me. Are you going
to Pittsburgh, Pa.?”

Damn, this woman was smart, I looked at her and said,
“No Jill, Billy and I are going to Akron Ohio to take
care of business”. She never knew I got the checkout
report of the Couch’s. So I didn’t lie to her, I would
tell her everything tonight.

I had one more call to make and then Billy and I would
be on our way. I dialed the number of Joyce. It was her
personal cell number that she had given me. The phone
rang and then a soft voice answered, “Hello.”

I said, “Hello Joyce, are you alone?”

She said, “Yes, I am. Who is this?”

“This is Jack. Remember me from a few weeks ago?”

“Oh, my God!” she cried. Her voice perked up
noticeably. ” Jack, how are you? How could I ever
forget you? Why are you calling?” she asked.

Then without a pause, she quickly asked. “Do you want
to see us again?” Anticipation was evident in her
voice. “David doesn’t know I gave you my number,” she
said, hesitating just a bit at the thought of David
finding out. “He’d kill me if he found out,” she added.

“Whoa, Joyce, give me a chance to answer a few of these
questions. First, I have to tell you how much I miss
you. Sex with you was great and I want to do it again.
I don’t want Jill or David to know, just a meeting
between you and me.”

Joyce said. “God, Jack, I’d love to see you again, but
I can’t travel anywhere without David knowing. I’m
really scared of him, Jack,” she confided. “By the way,
he didn’t hurt Jill, did he?”

“No, Jill’s alright,” I told her. “She wasn’t happy
with him but she’ll survive,” I said. I made sure my
voice sounded earnest as I continued. “Now, Joyce,
truth time. If I could arrange it, do you want to see
me again? I really need the truth, Joyce.”

“Okay, Jack, I’ll be honest with you. The sex I had
with you was the best I ever had in my life. I’m not in
love with you but I would love to have sex with you
again. I should also tell you that we don’t live in
Pittsburgh, Pa. We live in Akron, Oh. Sorry to lie to
you Jack but that way no one knows where we live,
orders from David.”

“I had figured you didn’t live in Pittsburgh. Your cell
phone area code is a 216 exchange. I checked with the
phone company and they told me it would be in the
Cleveland, Akron area. I have to make a trip to
Cleveland today and will be heading back through Akron
where I’m getting a motel room tonight. Will you be
available to see me?”

“Oh, my God, Jack, I can’t believe it. David will be
away till tomorrow, some kind of conference. Where are
you staying?”

“I don’t know yet Joyce. Can I call you when I get
there, say around 9:00pm? It will be somewhere along I-
77.”

“Oh, yes, Jack, I’ll meet you. Want me to dress anyway
special?”

“Yes, Joyce. How about coming naked? Just wear a coat.
Damn, that would be sexy.”

Joyce said, “Oh, you dirty old man. At least I won’t
have to waste any time dressing or undressing.”

“I have to head out of here now,” I said. “It’s long
drive from Indiana to Cleveland. See you tonight,
Joyce.”

“Don’t forget to call me,” Joyce replied.

“Not a chance, not a chance, Joyce,” replied Jack.

Everything was ready as Billy and I headed to Akron.
“Did you remember your tools?” I asked Billy.

“Got them all right here,” replied Billy. “Did you
remember the ether?”

I held up the canister as we both laughed.

Chapter 5

The Revenge

Billy and I arrived in Akron around 5:00pm. We wanted
to make sure that David didn’t change his plan. We went
to a restaurant across the street from the motel. We
had a good view of Room 129. As we watched the room we
ate dinner because we knew we had time to burn. I had
to make sure that David didn’t see me. Of course he had
never seen Billy and would wish he never had.

At 6:45pm a car pulled up and one man got out. It was
David. He went in the office, probably to check in,
then went and got a small suitcase and entered Room
129. We thought we would give him a few minutes to get
adjusted.

Then Billy mentioned we should be a little late.
Especially if he’s waiting for a woman, he would get
more agitated if he had to wait. Billy still didn’t
know the revenge was for Jill. He never asked and I
never told him.

At about 7:20pm David came out an looked around. He
looked down at his watch probably wondering where Jill
was. Billy and I were in the parking lot waiting for
David to go back into his room. It was just starting to
get dark. After David closed the door we headed for the
room. We tapped lightly on the door. From the other
side we heard David yelling, “It’s about time, bitch!
Where the fuck have you been?” as he opened the door.

I stood to the side, and when the door opened, Billy
kicked it open the rest of the way and then cold-cocked
David knocking him out with one punch. I went in and
Billy and I both lifted up David and placed him on the
bed. I then took out my ether tank and put David under.
Glad I was a dentist; ether was always used at the
office so I had no problem getting a supply.

Billy closed the door and then we stripped David, right
down to his socks.

Billy, looked at me and said, “You sure you want to go
through with this?”

I said, “Damn right, the bastard is going to get what
he deserves.” I grabbed David’s suitcase and saw all
the stuff he had in it. What a sick bastard he was.
First I took out the cuffs and cuffed him to the bed.
Then I took out the razor and shaving cream. Using the
safety razor I shaved around his cock. He did it to my
wife, I did it to him. Did a lousy job of it but didn’t
care.

Then I took a candle and lit it and I started letting
drops of hot wax fall all over his body. He was jumping
as each drop fell. He was under the gas but must still
feel some pain. “Good,” I thought,” Let him receive the
same pain he gives others!” Little welts appeared where
the wax was dripping.

Billy was ready and said, “What do you want the tattoos
to say and where do you want them?”

“I don’t care Billy, use your imagination and don’t do
your neatest work. Just don’t put any tattoos where
they can be seen if he was dressed. I want these
tattoos to be permanent,” I replied.

On his stomach below his belly button, where we shaved
him, Billy etched, “I’m a bitch for cock,” Billy looked
at me and said, “How’s that?”

I replied, “Great! Just one more to go. Let’s turn him
over.”

Billy helped me turn Dave over and then above his butt
cheeks, he tattooed, “Black cocks enter here!” Then he
drew an arrow going down to his asshole. The last thing
I did to him was take a cucumber and jammed it up his
ass and left it there. Damn, that must really hurt.
Well, pay back is hell.

I had told Billy that David was a swinger, but didn’t
want any black men fucking his wife. That really pissed
Billy off.

I took out my digital camera and snapped about 20
pictures to show Jill.

It was now 9:00pm. I looked at Billy and asked, “When
was the last time you had a really good piece of white
pussy?”

“A really good one? It’s been years.” He replied.

I told him I could have a really good one here for him
in a few minutes. Not a good one but a great piece of
ass. Her name was Joyce and it was the bastard’s wife.

Billy said, “I won’t rape a woman but if she is willing
I am able.”

I called Joyce’s cell phone and said, “Are you hot and
ready? If so, I’m at the Motel 6 on 1-77 room 129, just
walk in, I’ll be waiting.”

“I’m on my way.” Joyce replied.

I said, “Well, Billy, thank you for your help. Your
woman will be here in about ten minutes. I don’t want
to be here when she gets here. I won’t cheat on Jill.
Good luck to you and your hopeful conquest. Come over
to the restaurant when you’re finished.”

“Do you want me to take the ether off so he can watch
you fuck his wife? He’ll see you but I’m sure he won’t
report it.” I asked.

“Take the ether, I’ll make this fucker pay for his
remarks and what he did to your friend,” Billy
remarked.

I took off the either, then grabbed David’s dirty
underwear and jabbed it in his mouth. I left before
David woke up from the gas.

As I walked into the lounge across the street, I saw a
woman walk up to the door at Room 129. She had on an
overcoat. She opened the door and walked in.

I called Jill and told her I probably would be later
than I expected. Maybe I would drive half way home and
find a motel. I had a feeling Billy was going to be
real tired.

Jill told me not to drive while drinking or if I’m
tired. She would have breakfast ready for me in the
morning.

I said, “Jill, I love you, baby. I’ll see you for
breakfast, say 9:00am. It will be Saturday so we don’t
have to work tomorrow. Do what you can to have the
girls go somewhere. Give them money and tell them to
shop till they drop. I want you alone after breakfast.”

We each said our goodnights.

It was 10:30pm when I saw the door open and Billy came
walking … no, make that strutting … out. He came to the
car in the parking lot of the restaurant/lounge. I came
out and met him at the car. He looked up and apologized
for being so long.

I said, “No problem buddy, as long as you tell me
everything that happened.” I told him I had called Jill
and told her we were going to go half way home and
catch some shut eye, that I would see her at 9:00am
tomorrow morning.

Billy thought it was a good idea also since I was
drinking and he was worn out. He took the drivers seat
and we headed back toward home. On the way he told me
everything that happened after I left.

Billy started by saying, ” Joyce opened the door and
then just walked in. She started to scream and I had to
cover her mouth. I told her I was not going to hurt her
and if she would calm down I would take my hand away
and everything would be ok.”

I took my hand away and she was still scared and said,
“Please don’t hurt me, please don’t hurt me,” as she
looked at her husband. He was starting to wake up. He
was tied to the bed looking horrid.

She looked and said, “Oh, my God, what happened? What
did you do to my husband?”

I looked at Joyce and said, “He hurt a friend of mine
and had to pay the price.”

“Who was it?” asked Joyce?

“I’m not at liberty to say and I suggest you don’t say
either. Do you understand?” I replied.

“Yes, I won’t say anything to anybody, just please
don’t hurt me.” Joyce replied.

David was opening his eyes and saw me and Joyce talking
low. He looked up totally scared. He just laid there
with his dirty underwear in his mouth and by now was
feeling a lot of pain from the tattoos and a cucumber
sticking out his ass.

I then told Joyce to take off her coat, since her
husband was watching. I looked at her and said, “You
did come here to get fucked, did you not?”

She nodded yes and said she had no clothes on
underneath and that her husband would kill when she
takes it off.

I told her he would never ever hurt her again. If he
did I would come back and kill him and I looked
directly at him and said, “Did you hear me loud and
clear, bastard?”

Dave nodded his head in agreement. “Joyce took off her
coat and standing in front of me was the finest white
woman I have ever seen naked. I asked her if she had
ever been with a black man?”

“She shook her head and said, ‘Nno.'”

“I asked her if she would like to? I told her I would
not force her to make love with me. She would have to
give of herself willingly.”

“She repeated that her husband would hurt her after I
left, that he would take it out on her. She was all
worked up about having sex and had never had a black
man before but David was somewhat prejudiced.”

“I looked at her husband again and said, ‘I’m going to
fuck your wife, right here in front of you. If I ever
hear that you so much as raised your voice to her,
you’re a dead man.’ With that I pulled Joyce’s naked
body to me and kissed her. I then lifted her up and
carried her over to the sofa.”

“I removed my trousers and underwear. My cock isn’t
like all the fantasy stories you read. It’s about 7
inches hard but it is black, very black.”

“She looked at my cock and said, ‘I want it, please.'”

“We had sex, we fucked and sucked each other while her
husband just looked on. He got a hard on watching us
even though he was in pain. He couldn’t do anything
being still cuffed to the bed.”

“She was sitting on my big black rod as I filled her
pussy with cum. We both climaxed for the last time
tonight. I could feel her spasm, time and time again.
She was one hot little lady.”

“I told her, ‘After I am gone, first pull the cuke out
of his ass, then rub the solution I gave you on your
husband’s tattoos, so they don’t get infected, then
take off his cuffs. He will be hurting for quite a few
days. If at anytime he tries to take it out on you,
contact me and his life will be over.’ Her husband
looked over at me hearing my words. He was sure I was
telling the truth.”

“Then I came out to the car and here we are.”

After Billy finished his story, we found a cheap motel
and got some shut eye. We got up about 7:30am the next
morning and continued home.

I entered my home at 9:00am and there stood the woman
of my dreams, my Jill, dressed in a pair of shorts and
a top. My daughters were eating breakfast and yelled,
“Hi, Daddy,” as I entered the kitchen.

This is where I belong. This is what my life is all
about, my family, my wife and daughters. I sat down and
just listened to them talk. I loved it.

My daughters said, “Mom is letting us go shopping this
morning. She gave us her credit card but said, ‘Don’t
over do it.'”

“Dad, what is over doing it to two teenage girls? We
think she really just wants to be alone with you,” as
they all three smiled. Then they got up, kissed their
mother, came around the table and kissed me and headed
out the door.

Chapter 6

The Conclusion

After the girls left I told Jill it was time to talk.

She looked worried. She said, “I thought you were
acting a little strange the last couple of weeks and
was worried if something was wrong. I figured you were
still upset about Atlantic City but I didn’t know what
to do about it.”

I told Jill she was partly right. I was upset about
Atlantic City but I knew what to do about it.

Then I told her the whole story, beginning with going
back to the other Motel after she fell asleep. I told
her, “David and Joyce had already left for home. I
bribed the clerk and got their personal information and
set up a meet with me acting as you.”

“Then Billy and I set things straight.”

She asked, “What do you mean ‘set things straight’? You
told Billy about me being raped?”

“First of all I told Billy that a very close friend of
mine was taken advantage of by this man. I never told
him that the person was you. Second we did to him what
he did to you!” I replied. After saying that, I handed
her the pictures, and said, “I couldn’t let that
bastard get away with what he did to you. I just
couldn’t. I’d go to jail first.”

She saw the pictures of David handcuffed, the shaved
cock, the wax drops from the candle. Then she spotted
the cucumber and looked up at me.

I said, “We weren’t about to fuck him in the ass. Then
to make sure he never drops his drawers again we gave
him a couple of tattoos.”

Jill started to cry. I didn’t know if they were happy
or sad tears. I looked at her and said, “What’s the
matter, honey?”

She looked at me and said, “You, you’re what’s the
matter. I asked for this swap, got raped, caused you a
lot of heart ache and grief, and what do you do? You go
and jeopardize your life to protect my honor. God, how
I love you.”

“Jill, you’re my life, my best friend, my only love. No
man is going to get away with treating you like shit.
This swap thing was a big mistake. I shouldn’t have
agreed to it but I did. We paid the price.”

Jill said, “How life has changed since the free love
days. It’s not free anymore. There’s a price to be
paid. From now on there is only one man I’ll let fuck
me and that’s you Jack.”

With that said, we headed for the bedroom.

Epilog:

It’s been a good six months since all that took place.
Our life is back to normal. We make love, sometimes we
just fuck. We still have a little exhibitionism but I’m
always there to protect us.

We canceled the e-mail web site that we used.

Billy never asked who the person was that we got
revenge for but I think he knew from day 1. He never
mentioned it and always treats Jill like a little
sister. Billy has been to Akron about once a month to
see Joyce.

Joyce applied for a divorced within days after the
meeting. David knew I had something to do with the
whole mess but doesn’t know who we are or where we
live. We have never contacted David or Joyce and don’t
ever plan on it.

Jill looked at me and said, “Jack, if I ever ask to let
me fuck another man again, I want you to take out your
cock, shove it hard up my ass, and bring me back to my
senses.” Then she looked in my eyes and we both knew
life between us was good, very good.