Matt continued to shoot the last of his semen, then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her, panting deeply for several moments, before he finally lifted off
A dripping trickle of jism oozed from his still pulsing cock-head as he pulled his long flaccid penis slowly out of her unsatisfied cunt. Jane ground her teeth together in horrified disbelief as the bucking monster emptied its last spurt of cum on her trembling inner thighs. Her hands covering her face as her hips jerked hungrily upward again and again in a futile effort to get relief
When it was all over, Matt sat up on the end of the sofa and reached for his clothing. He wiped his depleted cock clean with a handkerchief, then pulled on his pants. He carefully avoided Jane's eyes, turning his face away – waiting for her to say something – anything… but she just stared at him in amazement, still not believing he had done it… again!
"Here… take this and clean yourself off," he said finally, offering her the wet handkerchief
"Clean myself off… is that all you can say." Jane was already grabbing back her panties and jeans, but she was still naked from the waist up, her young nipples pointed like tiny pink gems with arousal.
"What do you expect me to say?"
"You could apologize for your selfishness for a start… that would be something of a change for you!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Matt shouted defensively. Then his anger, fed by guilt, flared. "If you don't like the way I fuck why don't you… find someone else!"
Because he had wanted to fight back and recoup his lost pride, Matt went overboard. The suggestion wasn't meant seriously, and he was stunned when she took him up on it.
Jane had put on her tank top. "I think I will… that's a really good idea. and maybe you can come and watch and pick up a few pointers on how to satisfy a woman!" she exclaimed angrily, tucking the sweater into the snug waistline of her jeans. She gave him a meaningful withering look, then tossed her head, striding out of the living room.
Matt stared in profound disbelief as she flounced out of the living room.
CHAPTER TWO
Jane went into the bedroom grabbed a pillow and a blanket and went into the spare room. What's the point in sleeping with that wet noodle? she thought angrily. I've really had it with him! She finally fell into an exhausted sleep.
The next morning she waited until he had gone to work before getting out of bed. But as she was dressing she remembered the Dunn's party that night. Once a month one of the couples in their building of the complex took a turn and gave a party either in the recreation area or at the pool. Tonight it was going to be a pool party. Well I guess we can still go. No sense missing out on my social life because of Matt.
All morning she stomped around the apartment in a bad mood. Around noon Nancy Leyton called and said she'd just made lunch and there was enough for two so why didn't she come over. Ordinarily, Jane would have graciously refused the invitation and kept on working around the house but today it was the perfect excuse to get out.
She walked down to the second floor and rang Nancy's bell. "Hi, Nance."
"Hi yourself… my dear you look like your life's just about to come to an end… what's the problem?"
"Oh… everything… I'm so goddam fed up I could just scream."
"Is it Matt?" Nancy prompted.
"Frankly, yes."
"Do you feel like talking about it… here let me get you a drink.. come on relax… it can't be that horrible.
"Not that horrible… the perfect high school sweethearts are coming apart that's all." "Not really?"
"Maybe I'm exaggerating but…
"Here… I've just made a blender full of Ramoz Fizzes… drink this down..
Jane took the frothy white liquid and drank it down. On her empty knotted stomach the foamy drink felt terrific. Nancy filled up her glass again and bustled around the kitchen setting the table while Jane sat at the table staring at her glass.
"After three years of marriage I've got a zombie on my hands, Nancy… he comes home from work… has a beer and then crashes… when we make love it's well,… it's…" she trailed off, hopelessly.
"It's what, dear… boring?"
"Inaword… yes!"
"It's happened to all of us that's why some of us… well… we have little. sort of… diversions
"What are you talking about, Nancy? I don't understand what you mean by diversions… do you mean hobbies???"
Nancy started laughing uproariously. "Well, I guess you could call it a hobby at that!"
"Come on, Nancy… I'm serious what do you mean?"
"Don't be so goddam naive, Janie. You must have heard rumors around here.
"Rumors about what?"
"If you don't stop acting like such a moron… I'm going to smack you do I have to come right out and spell it out for you?"
"I guess so," Jane admitted sheepishly.
"Okay Pollyanna… lots of us around here keep our marriages alive by couple swapping.
"You mean… you don't mind if Larry goes off with other women… I mean to bed and everything. Jane could feel warm, sharply throbbing tingles of delight running hotly up between her thinly veiled cunt lips as her neighbor teasingly whispered out his desire to fuck her.
"Hell no… it was my idea… we were just about where you were in your relationship about two years ago… all the excitement had gone out of it… our marriage was a mechanical, routine and boring affair. Mona Allan suggested it to me. I felt like you did about it at first but the more I thought about it the more sense it made. I was pretty nervous the first time but now it's great.
"How do you go about it… do you all do it together or what happens?"
"Whatever happens… happens… sometimes Larry and I go as a couple and sometimes one of us goes off alone… incidentally, we discovered we have a pretty solid marriage… our sex life is great together but we can have terrific sex with other people without fear of destroying our life together… maybe this could be the answer for you."
Jane poured herself another of the potent milkshake-like drinks. "I don't know if it would work for us… but, you know, Nance, I'm so frustrated I'm willing to try anything… Matt is just not satisfying me in bed… he cums and leaves me hanging out on a limb and then drops off to sleep!"
"Maybe the problem is that neither of you had very much experience, you were pretty young when you got married… as much as Matt probably brags about it, I don't expect he had more than a couple of quick experiences in the back seat of his car before you so he's no sexual dynamo, either… don't you feel guilty about it."
"Come on, Nancy… I just don't think I could do that… go off with another man, I mean."
"You think about it, baby… it won't be hard to arrange at all… half the guys in this building are dying to get into your panties… you don't have to discuss it with Matt if you don't want to, right now… anyway, I'm sure he would not be adverse to the suggestion.
"Oh, so you've heard the rumors about Mona setting her sights on him, too.
"Sure, I have… but don't look so upset about it, Mona likes to fuck around a lot but that's it… she has no designs on him other than as a bed partner."
"This is all new to me, I've never even thought about any of this stuff before and here we are casually sitting around talking about who we're all going to hop into bed with. It's mind boggling."
"You'll get over it… real quick… once you start enjoying sex again, you'll wonder why you didn't get into it sooner."
I sure hope you're right because I sure feel miserable as hell right now. Listen, I better get going, I have some errands to do and it's getting late." Jane stood up and suddenly realized she was a little drunk. She drained her glass and pushed her chair back. Nancy just stood there with a bemused expression on her face.
"See you at the party tonight, Janie… you're going to have a good time!"