Author's Note: Sorry, folks. Not much sex in this one. It is setting up what is to come. 

Vicky sat in my living room, drinking white wine and crying her eyes out. This had become more of a regular occurrence in the month I had been sleeping with Nick.

“He just isn’t interested in me anymore, Laura! I’ve tried everything, but he won’t even touch me. He says he is too tired.”

Of course, he is too tired. I’ve been draining his balls every day for the last month. I don’t think there is a strong enough Viagra to get him hard again when I’m done with him.

“But Vicky, you said he has been working late every night on a big project, haven’t you?”

Laura wiped her eyes and took a drink of her wine.

“Yes. He has been working until midnight or later every night for the last month. He said something about being assigned a very important project.”

Of course he is working late, Vicky. He spends every day you aren’t home with me. He has to work late to finish his regular work. But it is nice to be called a very important project.

“Well, hun, that is probably it. It sounds like he is burning the candle at both ends for work. I’m sure once he finishes this project, things will get back to normal.”

Vicky continued her whining as my mind wandered. Shockingly, Nick had made it a month as my sole source of pleasure. Normally, my new toys last a couple of weeks. At that point, I either lose interest or fit them into my rotation of friends with benefits. But my lust for Nick is still going strong. That made me decide on a new course of action.

“Isn’t Nick going away for work on Friday?”

Vicky sniffed and wiped her eyes again.

“Yes. He leaves Friday morning and is gone the entire next week. He gets back late that Sunday.”

“Well, you know what they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. I’m sure he will come back raring to ravish you, darling.

Actually, his work project is done on Friday. I’m flying there to spend that extra weekend with him. I’ll be amazed if he could get it back up for you on Sunday night.

“You know, I have a great idea, Vicky. How about we go out on Friday night? I have to go into the office that day, but there is a fantastic little bar and Tapas place right by there. How about we meet for some drinks and food? There is also a great club just down the block. We could go dancing afterwards.”

“Oh! Oh, I don’t know.”

“Come on, Vicky. It will be fun. A girls' night might be just what you need.”

“Well, it does sound like fun. God, I haven’t been dancing since before I met Nick.”

“Perfect. Get dressed up, and I’ll send a car for you and meet you there at 7 on Friday.”

This cheered Vicky up. She finished her wine and went back to her home. As soon as she was out the door, I grabbed my phone and called up Ricardo. 

Ricardo, or Ric as he preferred, was one of my favorite fuck buddies. Ric was a Latin dreamboat with a well-defined body. He had an even better package and knew how to use it. But his real talent was his charm. This man could talk the panties off of a saint. The phone rang twice before Ric answered.

“Laura! I thought you had forgotten all about me.”

“Now, Ric, you know I could never do that. You and your package have a very special place in my-”

“Pussy. I know. No need to pretend it is more, Laura. So let me guess, you have gotten tired of the new cock you’ve found and are looking to work me back into the rotation?”

I laughed. Ricardo knew me and my routine well.

“Well, yes and no. I’m actually not tired of the new cock I have found. Surprising, I know. What I am tired of is his needy wife.”

“Oh, this is a new angle for you, darling. What are you thinking?”

“I need someone to distract her from the fact that her husband has no energy or interest in her sexually anymore. You are the best there is to keep her occupied.”

“Guilty as charged. What is the plan?”

“We are going out dancing on Friday night. I want you to 'accidentally' run into us at the club. I’ll introduce you two and let you take it from there.”

“Simple enough. I’m sure I can have her in bed that night.”

“Ric, you are good, but this may be more of a challenge than you are expecting. She is very much a goodie two-shoes. I think it will take you a bit to get her into bed. As long as you keep her distracted, I’ll be happy.”

“Oh, you of little faith, Laura. Don’t underestimate my abilities.”

I shared the remaining details with Ric, and everything was set for Friday.

Friday night arrived, and all went as planned. The car dropped Vicky off at the bar right at 7. She was dressed conservatively in a yellow dress that came to her knees. I was waiting at the table with a pitcher of Agua de Valencia. It took two more pitchers to get Vicky to loosen up, finally. 

With Vicky in a better frame of mind, we left for the club. We were only there for about 10 minutes before Ric arrived. I introduced Ric as a work friend, and the two hit it off. It took another round of drinks and some of Ric’s sweet talking to get Vicky on the dance floor. That was where he really started to work his magic. As the dance went on, the two moved closer to each other.

Perfect.

I picked up my cellphone and pretended to talk on it. This was the signal, and Ric brought Vicky back to the table for a break. When they sat down, I put on a disappointed expression.

“Well, that was my work. They need me back in the office for an all-hands work session.”

“Oh no! How will I get home? You are my ride,” Vicky whined, and I could sense her disappointment was more about leaving Ric than about me. It was the moment Ric had been waiting for as he began playing the gallant gentleman.

“I can get you home safe and sound, Vicky.”

Vicky seemed a little reluctant at first, but Ric’s smile won her over.

“If you’re sure. Thank you, Ricardo.”

Rick gave me a conspiratorial wink as I left the two of them in the club and returned home. 

It was after midnight, and I had just finished up a session of phone sex with Nick, when I heard a car pull up next door. I crept to the window and saw Ric walking Vicky to the door. I continued to watch, and when Ric didn’t appear again, I got curious and grabbed my tablet. Nick loves to watch videos of us having sex, so with his permission, I set up hidden cameras throughout his house so I can record our little sessions. 

I logged into the camera software to see what was going on in the house. There in the living room, I got my first shock of the night. Vicky and Ric were making out passionately. Vicky was down to just her panties, and Ric’s shirt was off. Ric held her, her back pressed against his bare chest. One hand was pinching her nipples while his other hand was in her panties, furiously fingering her.

“Fuck yes, Ric! Make me cum again, like in the club and on the car ride home.”

My eyebrows shot up. This was a side of Vicky I had no idea existed. Vicky’s hips pushed forward to grind against Ric’s hand while she drew him close for another passionate kiss. The kiss broke off when Vicky threw her head back and cried out.

“Fuck I’m cumming again!”

Vicky shook and trembled against Ric’s continued assault on her breasts. When she regained control, Vicky turned around and dropped to her knees. She made short work of Ric’s pants, and they were soon on the floor.

“I’ve been feeling this monster all night. I need a taste of it.”

Vicky purred as she took Ric’s cock into her mouth. She didn’t stop until her nose was buried in his pubes.

“Holy shit,” I murmured as my hand moved to my pussy to slowly rub my clit. 

Ric’s manhood is huge. Even I have a hard time deep throating him, but Vicky just took it down like a professional. She didn’t even gag! I was beginning to think that there was more to Vicky’s past than she let on. 

I watched, fascinated, as Vicky gave Ric a very loud and sloppy blow job. This woman had skills, because faster than I had ever seen, Ric grabbed her head and held her in place as he began to cum down her throat. As Ric finished, his cock slipped from Vicky’s mouth, and she began to lick the remnants of his orgasm up. 

“God, I’ve missed that taste so much!”

“You don’t blow your husband?”

“No. He thinks I’m a good girl. He has no idea of what I have done in my life. I hope that it will stay that way.”

“Well, his loss is my gain. That was the best blow job I’ve ever had, Vicky.”

“The night is still young, Ric. You will have a lot more bests before the sun rises.”

Vicky rose to her feet and took Ric’s hand. She led them back to her bedroom.

By the time the sun rose, I saw Vicky in an entirely new light. I had brought myself to four orgasms watching her and Ric. She did things to and with him that I had never even imagined. Ric staggered out of the wrecked bedroom in search of his clothes as Vicky reclined with a satisfied smile on her face. Her face and chest were glazed, and she was dripping cum from her pussy and ass. I watched her snap a few selfies of herself in that state before she rolled over to sleep.

I, too, needed sleep. As I drifted off, I wondered how I would use the information I had gained last night. 

What will Laura do with this new information? You’ll have to wait for the next chapter.