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For Granted - Part I
parent’s at their large estate in Rhode Island. Melissa, more than Simon, wanted to move out, away from her rich father’s influence. Even though he had the best intentions in the world, Melissa didn’t want her husband conforming to her father’s conservative way of life, which she felt Simon would if they remained living there. As it was, her husband could be a real stick in the mud at times, and Melissa didn’t want him getting any worse.
job offer from one of his old friends. The sexy, but spoiled, redhead used all of her charms and every trick she knew to coax Simon into accepting the offer, which was no small accomplishment since her father had a counter offer for a large pay increase and a better position within his corporation for Simon. In the end though, Melissa won out, and they moved away to Simon’s home town in northern Wisconsin.
friends were having a welcome home party at The Landing, a small lodge hidden deep in the woods. Away from their wives for the evening, Simon’s buddies proceeded to get drunk out of their minds while telling Melissa, the only woman present, about the wild times they use to have together.
Melissa began feeling the effects of the alcohol she had consumed. In yet another toast made by someone, she gulped down her fifth shot of whiskey. Melissa, feeling no pain and more than a little horny, then started giving her husband some not-so-subtle suggestions about how amorous she was. With a drink in her hand and sporting a devilish grin, the petite redhead uncharacteristically walked up to him and asked Simon to go outside, suggestively squeezing his buns and winking at him. Simon grumbled, "Maybe, later."
walked over to the far end of the patio behind The Landing. The view was incredible. It was a clear and cloudless night with a huge, bright full moon hanging in the sky. Like the largest light bulb ever created, the moonbeams sparkled off the water of the lake below, bathing the surrounding forest and patio in a soft white glow. When she reached the railing, Melissa noticed the shadow of someone off to the side, but she was too horny to concern herself with one of her husband’s drunk friends.
for a kiss. His hands immediately went to her breasts as he bent down to kiss her. Melissa felt him groping around at the top of her expensive dress, almost ripping it, as he tried to get his hands inside. He finally pushed her dress from her shoulders and pulled it down. His touch felt like fire when his fingertips finally dipped inside the lace cups of her bra. Melissa could feel his urgency, his desire, and she was happy that it matched hers. She heard a slight tear, then a loud rip. In his lustful state he had torn her bra apart. The round curves and softness of her large breasts were now totally exposed to the night air. Melissa didn’t care that he had ripped her bra. She had waited three long hours for this, and a torn piece of clothing wasn’t going to dampen her excitement.
crush and smother hers in a sloppy kiss. Melissa moaned her hunger into his open mouth. He dropped his hands and seized the undulating cheeks of her firm ass. Because he was 6’ 4" and she was only 5’ 5", even with 3" heels on, their embrace didn’t last long. Already Melissa’s neck was getting sore from leaning back at such an awkward angle. Breaking their kiss, she pressed her hands against his chest, and stepped back a bit.
his jeans. With lust in her eyes, Melissa quickly undid his pants, and pushed them and his underwear down to his ankles. Dropping to her knees in front of him, Simon held his breath as Melissa teasingly licked and kissed her way slowly up his thighs. He gritted his teeth when her lips parted, and she encircled the crown of his dick with them. Simon though his head would explode when his wife’s mouth began to suck and swallow his now completely hard shaft. Her saliva was making his dick glisten like the lake below them. In the two years they had known each other, Melissa had never sucked him off before. Simon was too stunned by the sight of her luscious, red lips sliding up and down his thick rod to say anything to her now. While she gently fondled his testicles with her right hand, his wife reached around and massaged his ass with her other one. Melissa then began moaning in delight as her mouth proceeded to steadily increase its loving action. Almost ready to climax, he reached for the back of her head, but Melissa removed her mouth from his cock and raised herself up.
now!" his wife panted as she lifted her dress up to her waist and spread her feet apart.
places back east, only a local hang out for the loggers and a few sportsmen who knew of it, but Melissa insisted on dressing up for the party anyway. In the bright moonlight, the sight of her shapely legs encased in tan nylons and perched atop a pair of high heels was the most erotic vision Simon had ever seen. When Melissa’s trimmed, red pussy hairs came into view, Simon was shocked. He didn’t know she had left the house without wearing any panties.
hoped she looked like a woman begging to be fucked. That’s what she was, and that’s what she wanted to look like. It had been over a month since Simon had fucked her last, and Melissa thought she’d die if she didn’t get fucked now.
mouth. Melissa wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him back with a passion Simon didn’t know she had. When her silky legs surrounded his mid-section and she locked her ankles together, he cupped the cheeks of her small ass in the palms of his hands. With one swift and powerful thrust, his entire cock pierced and buried itself inside her pussy. Melissa suddenly broke their kiss and cried out. Savoring the way his cock had enlarged and filled her pussy so completely, his wife held herself steady for a moment. Every nerve in her body tingling with excitement, and a barrage of fireworks was going off behind her tightly closed eyelids. After the initial wave of pleasure passed, Melissa looked into his eyes and in a throaty whisper said, "It’s been so long!" His wife then crushed her mouth over his in another wet and passionate kiss. Simon was shocked that his prim and proper wife from the east coast could ever act this way.
Faster!" Melissa hissed as she began to wildly bounced up and down, impaling herself upon his cock with every once of energy she had.
two feet any longer. While Melissa continued to fuck him like some sex- starved nymphomaniac, Simon weakly dropped down to sit on the wooden bench by the railing.
faster! I’m almost there. Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!"
over the patio and heaved his guts out.
time then went back to rejoin the party. Simon threw up again when the man who just fucked his wife followed her inside.
leaned forward and gently kissed her husband on the forehead, while her hand ducked under the covers.
cold fingertips touched his crotch.
make love to me. I’m still horny, Simon."
of the scene he witnessed on the patio at The Landing came back to him. Melissa’s silky legs were wrapped around another man. Another man’s huge hands were squeezing her tiny ass cheeks as she furiously leaped up and down on him. Another man’s tongue was probing her open mouth in an eager kiss. Simon closed his eyes in torment. Was it all just a bad dream? Did he only imagine that Melissa had sex with someone else last night? His wife mistook his confused look as a sign of a hangover.
breakfast?" Melissa asked as she slipped out of bed and threw her robe on. "Maybe after you’re feeling better, we could... mess around."
out of their bedroom, "That’s not what I’d call it!"
worst headache of his life. It had been a long time since he went out drinking with the guys, and now it was time to pay the piper. His stomach did a sudden flip-flop, and he made a mad, stumbling dash for their bathroom.
His belly was empty. All he could do was listen to his gut wrenching prayers as they echoed around in the rotund bowl, making his head pound that much more. His stomach began hurting from the violent convulsions it was going through trying to present anything in praise to the short, white deity he was kneeling in front of, but it had nothing to give. Like a rejected beggar, Simon bowed his head and implored the powers that be for mercy. The icy-cold, ceramic altar was soothing his forehead when his silent petition was answered. The toilet seat came crashing down on the back of his neck.
through the hallow-like hole above his head.
laughing.
grabbed her husband’s arm and helped him to his feet, "get back to bed. You’ll need to sleep this one off."
Melissa tucked her husband into bed like a little boy.
him up.
see who was there.
out.
LETS GO!"
head hurt?" Bob teased. "ASSHOLE!"
derogatory nickname the locals called all the city people.
remembered they were suppose to go fishing this morning.
then quickly yanked the covers off of Simon.
line’s all tangled up! You better get in here and help this poor boy, cause I sure as hell ain’t!"
dressed!"
how green you get. I’m always out here until I get my quota, so don’t ask again."
seemed to be looking at something in the distance, so Bob followed his line of sight, and tried to figure out what it was. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he asked again, "Well, you going to tell me what’s on your mind?"
almost dropped the box of crystal she was carrying into the dinning room. Setting it on the table, she yelled out, "I’ll be right there!" A man wearing only a T-shirt and jeans, his back turned to the door, was standing on their porch. Boy!, she thought, They sure grow them big up here! Melissa suddenly realized she was still only dressed in her short robe. She jumped when the man began knocking again. Opening the door up enough to stick her head out, the half-naked housewife asked, "What can I do for you?"
phone? My truck got a flat and I need to call somebody out here. It’s just down the road a bit." he said with a smile.
the house, especially the way she was dressed.
but if I’m not back by a certain time, I’ll be in deep shit. Look, I just need to let them know I got a flat, then I’ll go back out there and wait for them to send somebody to fix it."
room." Melissa said as she opened the door all the way.
the door. Tom was right. Not only was the redhead beautiful, but she had a fantastic body! She was a little small for his taste, but if everything else Tom said was true, he could overlook that. When Melissa turned around to face him and point at the phone on a table by the wall, Jack had to swallow his heart. The red haired beauty before him had the biggest pair of tits he’d ever seen on a woman her size.
dressed. Every time she turned around the man’s eyes were on her. It was like he didn’t care if anyone was on the other end of the line. Her cheeks turned red and her pulse quickened when she saw his gaze fix upon her breasts. Pulling her robe together to hide herself from his stare only seemed to make Jack’s eyes grow larger. Looking down, she noticed the thin material of her short, white satin robe was stretched tightly across chest, making her erect nipples even more visible. Completely embarrassed for getting excited just from having a man look at her, Melissa ran into the kitchen.
woman disappeared. "She sure is something else! How long have I got?"
everybody gets back from lunch." his boss said.
let him stay in the house while a fictitious emergency truck repaired his fictitious flat tire.
kitchen and into her bedroom. She hurriedly straightened up the bed, threw the clothes she wore last night into the closet and took her robe off. After wiggling into a tight pair of pink bikini panties, she searched for a matching bra in her dresser drawer. From the corner of her eye, Melissa saw something move, and bolted upright in surprise.
adjoining bathroom. He didn’t say anything, didn’t even apologize for sneaking up on her, but then he didn’t have to. The way he was looking at Melissa said it all. Before, when he was on the phone, his looks were appreciative, even complimentary. Now, there was something else in his eyes, and Melissa started to tremble. Jack was awed by the near flawless set of tits the young redhead had. And her nipples! My God, they were the most perfectly shaped little nubs he had ever laid eyes on!
wanting something different. Neither knew what the other’s next move was going to be, so they both were afraid to move. Wearing only a flimsy pair of panties, Melissa felt vulnerable and helpless. On the other hand, Jack couldn’t remember the last time he was this sexually aroused. It was certain they couldn’t just let the tension keep building up between them, one of them had to do something, but which one was going to make the first move?
That’s all it was. Yet, like last night, she could feel her pussy beginning to moisten, and she became embarrassed again. The young wife looked down, to keep the man from seeing the way she was blushing. Her heart skipped several beats, and she stopped breathing. The man’s cock was sticking out of his open jeans, coming to life, bouncing slightly as it grew larger and stiffer. Her nipples hardened all the more at the sight, and Melissa became ashamed from the way she was reacting.
movement, but stood her ground. Slowly he reached out to her. The sigh the redhead made after his hand covered and gently squeezed her left breast told Jack all he needed to know. He reached out with his other hand and began slowly squeezing both her tits. Melissa legs wobbled, and another sigh escaped from her still open and suddenly dry mouth. Jack released her breasts, and his hands slid to her rib cage. Melissa clamped her eyes shut and bit her lower lip as she raised her head. Her mouth opened with a soft and pleading moan as his hands surrounded her slim waist. She felt his fingers at her hips, hooking themselves inside the only piece of clothing she had on. Like a hot knife through butter, Jack ripped her panties on both sides.
anticipation of his next move. Jack noticed the change in her and reached down. Melissa’s legs parted, and he lazily pulled the torn and useless panties from between her quivering thighs. At that moment, they both knew she was his. Melissa, almost in a trance, walked over to the bed. She couldn’t believe that she was again going to fuck a man she didn’t even know!
about we get you a little hair of the dog that bit you?"
away.
for dinner. Sue’s been dying to meet your wife." Bob said.
wife or girlfriend last night?"
big surprise dinner for you two day after tomorrow. Tell Mel to be prepared, too. Some of them are pissed at her for catching you. I’m pretty sure she’ll even hear some catty remarks from Sue tonight."
how you felt about her."
shoes, though. A lot of the other guys feel the same way. We’re just jealous. Hell, you were the star jock at school, had your pick of any girl you wanted, got a nice scholarship, married a gal who’s not only the sexiest creature on earth, but comes from a rich family to boot! You guys are the envy of the whole town, so you better get use to it. The same goes for the rest of us. Yeah, I’m a little jealous, too, but I am what I am. Just do me a favor, will you?"
hasn’t changed you. Try to keep that way."
had done him some good. At least he wasn’t sick anymore, and maybe only a short nap would get rid of his headache.
bought, Simon thought of asking Melissa about last night. He then decided it was best to get rid of his headache first. Besides, he still wasn’t sure if he had really seen Melissa with another man, or if he had dreamed it all. Thankful that his wife wasn’t around when he opened the door, he tossed his fish into the kitchen sink, and headed off to bed.
bedroom door. In a way, he was. This was no dream. This was real! His wife WAS with another man!
his dick and balls, while her lips were sliding up and down his cock. Simon could see the obscene lump in her cheeks expand and move as a stranger’s dick poked around inside his wife’s sucking mouth. Simon could see Melissa’s tiny hands stroking the thick shaft of the huge cock protruding from her lips. Simon couldn’t see who the man was though. His head was trapped between Melissa’s thighs, hiding him from view, as she lewdly smeared her pussy back and forth in a fucking rhythm on his face. The wet slurping sounds of their tongues and mouths on each others genitals made Simon sick to his stomach again. Their grunting, groaning and moaning made his head pound more painfully. The brokenhearted Simon wanted to die on the spot!
tongue as her fingers played with his hairy scrotum below her chin. Her dainty hands then firmly grasped the base of his cock, and with ever increasing speed, she began stroking his dick with both hands while her head bobbed up and down. Melissa twisted her face in a corkscrew motion and her hands continued to fly rapidly over the man’s shaft until he finally ejaculated. She suddenly gagged when his cock briefly forced its way into her throat. She then moaned loudly in orgasm as vast amounts of thick gooey cum poured from her lips and began running down the dick she was still wantonly sucking.
aimlessly up their driveway and then down the road. With tear stained eyes, he looked up when he heard a car coming from behind.
ride." a cheerful woman’s voice said.
got in.
Melissa shook her head. She felt guilty for cheating on her husband a second time, but she also felt marvelously satisfied and very relaxed, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. Melissa really did love Simon, and knew that what she did was wrong, but she just couldn’t help herself.
phenomenal. She was one of the most sought after girls on campus, and with good reason. Melissa thought college was nothing but a four year orgy and very seldom turned down a chance to have sex. She had no qualms about letting any of her dates get into her panties. The guy had to be a real geek if he couldn’t get between her legs, and even then, Melissa would at least give him head. As far as she was concerned, the only thing in life that could come close to having a stiff cock was shopping.
because no one would dare say it to her face. Her family’s status in the community prevented that. It was also the reason for her wild behavior. The strict rules and conduct she had to abide by at home didn’t apply when she wasn’t there. Her father’s dated codes of what a lady should act like always collided her unbridled spirit. And after high school, she became even more rebellious toward him.
though her popularity had dropped to zero. All the guys stopped asking her out, and wouldn’t even flirt with her anymore. At 6’ 5" and the middle linebacker for the football team all four years he was there, Simon was an imposing figure that nobody wanted to mess with, but Melissa didn’t take this into account. She thought men didn’t find her attractive anymore. In a way, this was all right, because she fell in love with Simon, and didn’t want her past indiscretions to ruin their relationship.
unwanted and repressed again. Even though she always wore the sexiest clothes she could lay her hands on, Simon didn’t seem to want her. Before they moved, her confidence plummeted to an all time low because he hadn’t fucked her in over a month. She couldn’t understand why Simon didn’t want to fuck as much as she did. Melissa just couldn’t go that long without sex, and didn’t know how her husband could.
it helped take the edge off her sexual appetite. But she really didn’t want to fuck them, she wanted Simon to fuck her. "Well, if my own husband won’t screw me, at least I know other men still want to." she said aloud when she stepped out of the shower. As degrading a thought as this was, Melissa decided it wasn’t her fault. She also made up her mind that she’d fuck someone else again if Simon didn’t start paying more attention to her.
on his way to getting bombed. He picked up the tenth shot glass from the neatly lined row of twelve, and gulped the fiery liquid down in a single swallow. Janice was still sitting across from him, talking up a storm about something or other. He didn’t know what she was saying, or did he really care. She had been yakking away ever since she picked him up on the side of the road. He looked at her through the empty thick shot glass. All he could see were two distorted red lines, opening and closing.
continued his one sided conversation.
too, opens her mouth up real wide and plays with your balls. You play with the balls when you suck a guy’s cock?"
quiet anymore, Janice leaned forward and said, "Why don’t I take you home now, Sy. I think you’ve had enough."
Janice asked, not really understanding him.
of her face and said, "My wife and some other guy are playing hide the salami in our own fucking house!"
heard, your wife sounds like a real nice girl."
rubbing her pussy all over his face, right there in the middle of our own fucking bed!"
around on you? Besides, name one guy in this neck of the woods who would even dare think of doing something like that with your wife. Hell, you only moved back a couple of weeks ago. Nobody’s even met her yet!"
because that was how she felt. Six years ago, they were the hottest item in town. Janice had dreams of marrying Simon one day and living happily ever after, but then things changed. When he received a full scholarship to a university on the east coast, she was happy for him, but also sad because her plans for getting him to ask for her hand in marriage were put on hold. The day Simon left for college, Janice thought her life ended. She would have waited until Hell froze over, if he asked her to, but never Simon did. Janice was completely shattered, and blamed herself for letting him get away. Even though she had married someone else since then, she still loved, and often dreamed of Simon. Janice doubted that Melissa was cheating on him, but maybe, just maybe, this was the second chance she’d been hoping and praying for.
Janice. Her soft chestnut hair was longer than it use to be, and her face was thinner, but Janice was still very attractive. She still has that look, Simon thought. Janice’s deep brown eyes were what attracted him to her in the first place. When they were alone in the past, which was often, she would give him a look that was adoring, while at the same time very sultry. She was giving him that look now, and the old feelings for her were starting to come back. Simon reached out to hold Janice’s hand, but she jerked it back quickly.
house to clean. I really have to go."
said, "I’ll be fine, why don’t you take off."
If his wife was really cheating on him, she could get Simon back. She had heard the rumors about her own husband’s infidelities and figured that all she had to do was wait around and catch him in the act, then file for a divorce. Janice suddenly pounded on the steering wheel when she realized exactly what she was thinking about. "Damn it, Simon!", she yelled, "Why did you have to come back?" and then she started crying. ©1997,1998 Standard Internet Corp.
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