"Serves you right." Mona, on the floor, had bent over the comics and is engrossed in reading Prince Valiant.
"Huh?" He gulps at his Bloody Mary and looked down at his wife. "Serves me what?"
"Serves you right."
"For what?"
"For taking yourself so God damned seriously."
He grinned down at her. "Maybe. Maybe I'm a lot funnier than you think I am. Maybe I got a plan which just flow comes to me." He grinned down at his wife. "Yeah, maybe it just now comes to me. This Carol Hunnicutt has got a very attractive husband."
"Mmmmmmmm?" Mona let her eyes narrow and her lips were wet as she smiled up at her husband, suddenly interested in what he had to say. She held her drink up and sipped at it, reading the message loud and clear in his eyes. "Leo," Mona smiled at him demurely. "Let's take these drinks to the bedroom, shall we?"
"Why you little whore!" Leo smiled, following behind her down the hallway. "You're about the most selfish thing alive. You always come first. I mention an attractive man and you right away get excited. Listen, I couldn't get anywhere with that bitch!"
"I don't see you lagging far behind love," Mona cooed, turning just inside the door and peeling her robe from her body seductively and dropping it to her feet. "Of course, if you'd rather not."
"Let's not get too hasty now," Leo replied quickly, his face flushing slightly as his eyes locked on his wife's full well-tanned body. "I think we can work something out. It's been a long non-productive weekend for me."
Mona smiled at him coyly and did a small pirouette in the center of the room before she walked softly to the huge double-king sized bed and lay down full in the center of it, spreading her limbs in a wide crucifixion position. She smiled lazily up at him without a word, just a seductive smile playing across her lips! Leo's breath sucked in slightly from the sudden excitement of the pose she had taken.
Damn, he thought, there's just no one else like her. His eyes, for the millionth time in their eight years of marriage, played over full well rounded curves and sent tiny ripples of desire running swiftly over the sensitive nerve-ends of his skin. His eyes roamed over the naked contours stretched out in anticipation before him.
They stopped for a moment on the high round breasts that were set so closely together, leaving room for the narrowest of valleys running between their magnificent firmness. He never failed to marvel at how they kept their shape at all times, in spite of their size.
He had seen Mona and took one look and a few months later he had shed his second wife with a divorce and the two of them had been together ever since. Nothing had changed since then and he still marveled at her each and every time he saw her in the nude. She was holding up pretty well for a thirty-one year old and if he weren't such a lecherous bastard, he mused silently to himself, he would never have to step out of the house. She was enough for any one man. His eyes flicked lower to the enticingly rounded, ivory-sheened lips that led to the delicious sweep of long, gradually rounded thighs. Between her slightly spread legs he could see clearly through the soft curling pubic hair covering her loins the fleshy pinkness of her vaginal slit glistening wetly in the dim light seeping through the curtains.
"Well, lover, are you going to stand there all day? Hand me my drink and get naked," His wife teased him, fully aware of the effect the licentious position of her body was having on him. She squirmed her buttocks down into the mattress, enjoying the power she was exerting over him by the lewd exhibition of her body and watching with secret satisfaction the changing expressions flickering across his lips.
"You little prick-tease," Leo growled, "You've gotten yourself a pile of trouble now and you just might not get out of it until tomorrow morning, if then."
He handed her the Bloody Mary and set his own on the table by the bed, pulling at the same time at his clothes. It took only a moment for them to fall quickly to the floor where he left them lying in a disorganized heap. He stood for a moment at the edge of the bed looking down at her naked form, spread waiting on the bed. His long thick penis stood out rigid beneath the slight paunch he was developing. Mona had risen to one elbow to take a long sip from the tall drink and was looking directly at his hardness.
"Mmmmmmmm," she said softly for effect, as she brought the glass down from her lips. "That didn't take long."
"No Ma'am. Old Daddy is ripe and ready right now. Open up wide honey, spread those long lovely legs of yours, I'm coming in fast." He grinned down at her taking the glass from her hand.
"Wait just one minute!" Mona said in a mocking tone as she rolled out of the way of his leap onto the bed. "You were going to tell me a bit about that blonde and her attractive husband and what you were going to do to her!" She gently fought her husband off, pleading, "Please, you know how it fires me up."
"Oh baby, come one," Leo good-naturedly pleaded. He knew it was a game and they played it often. He was ready now but knew she liked to be coaxed before the action began.
"Nope. No dory, no nookie," she said, squirming seductively just out of arm's reach across the bed.
"OK, OK, if that's the way you want it. I'll tell you how you're going to get your share too. Is that a deal?"
"Is it a deal!" She smiled wantonly, moving closer to him and stretching the full length of her body tightly against him. "It's the best part of the deal!"
"Well, it just might take you awhile to recover from what you're going to get in a second so I'll wait a few days to put it into effect."
"Don't you worry about me." His wife nuzzled against his ear. "You can bring him on this afternoon after I've taken care of you if you like. You never could last long enough to make me yell 'uncle'."
"We'll see about that later." He grinned over at her, taking her hand and pushing it down around the thickness of his upstanding penis. She began to stroke then massage it, rubbing the softness of his foreskin back and forth and then slipping her hand to his balls cradling softness in her palm. Leo groaned and gritted his teeth at her gentle ministrations of his testicles and penis.
"DO you want to hear the story or not?" he sputtered as she gave a gentle squeeze that sent shivers down his spine.
"Mmmmmmmm," she answered softly, "just amusing myself in the meantime."
"Well," Leo ground his teeth again and began. "I couldn't get anywhere with her. Up to a point, she's okay, beyond that she switches off. So, the way to get to her is through him. If we can get him in a position where he has to go along with it then we've got it made."
"And just how do you propose to do that?" his wife asked softly, continuing the gentle stroking of the loose foreskin up and down the length of his rod.
"That's going to be your job. Carol, his wife, is going to be away at his mother's for a few days starting tomorrow and I thought we might get him out for dinner and a few drinks and let you go to work on him. I can work out an excuse to get lost so he won't suspect anything and you can take it from there. Show him the playpen downstairs, that always works."
"Mmmmmmmm, I like. Gives inc a chance to show off my talents-and satisfy my maternal instincts all at the same time. You say he's young, huh?"
"About twenty four or five."
"And I like them young," she crooned gently. "Darling, for this you get a reward while you tell all about both of them."
His wife moved down the bed, trailing the soft moistness of her tongue and lips slowly across the flabbiness of his stomach. Her fingernails scratched lightly against his cock that reached yearningly up to the ceiling. Suddenly she was hovering on all fours with her face poised just above his prick until he could feel the hot air from her breath blowing close against it.