Knock, knock, knock.
“Shit, I forgot all about the food,” I told Bryce.
He just smiled as he got dressed quickly. “Hey, just a sec.,” Bryce stopped me before I left the bedroom. “Do you think they could take my clothes to be cleaned tonight before I leave?”
“Oh, yea, sure. I don’t see why not. Let me have them and I’ll ask,” I told him.
Bryce folded his clothes and gave them to me in an empty shopping bag that was lying on the table.
The food looked and smelled wonderful. I handed the clothes to the young man and asked if they could drop them off with the valet to be cleaned that night. He agreed, especially after the $20 tip, and left.
I heard the shower start up just before I knocked on the bathroom door. Monica opened the door, peeking around the edge.
“Sweetheart, the food’s here. Do you want to eat now or after your shower?”
She said she needed to shower and just start without her. So Bryce and I started eating some of the seafood and salad but didn’t open the wine yet.
“I’m gonna check out the weather to see how long this is gonna keep up,” he said doubtfully, looking out the window. I followed him into the bedroom with my small plate and sat at the table. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the TV.
It was then that I remembered what channel we had left it on and cringed.
“Whoa, what’s this?” he said, sounding surprised.
We saw a blond woman with oversized fake boobs standing sandwiched between two muscular guys next to a pool. The one in front was kissing her deeply in her mouth while the other guy was sucking on the back of her neck, one hand reaching around groping her tit and the other hand pulling her head back by her hair. “DP Marathon Saturday” it said on the bottom corner.
Bryce just stared, transfixed, as a third man approached from the side, completely naked, slowly stroking his half-erect cock. Bryce did not move or speak for several minutes as the scene on the TV progressed. It wasn’t long before all three men were naked, kissing and feeling the blond all over. The sucking and groping soon turned into a very erotic triple-penetration on a reclining pool chair. Bryce really got into the movie and didn’t respond to any of my conversation over the next 20 minutes. “I’ve never seen anything like this,” he finally exclaimed with an air of exhilaration.
The bathroom door opened and Monica came out, just as one of the guys on the TV finished off an orgasm on the woman’s cheek. The one behind her was fucking her VERY hard anally and seemed to be nearing the end as she road the third guy underneath her much more slowly. Monica stood there for a few seconds, looking back and forth between the two of us and the TV. Bryce didn’t even notice her standing there next to him.
It was probably only about a minute before the anal intruder pulled out and jacked off onto her ass with a typical moan. Monica was now staring intently at the TV. The woman then began fucking the third guy harder and faster and started grunting and moaning. She lunged forward and backward and the man lying in the chair had to hold her by the waist to keep her from falling over. She spasmed a few more times before the scene faded away to a bunch of ads.
“Well that was interesting,” Monica said quietly in a somewhat seductive tone, startling Bryce who stood up quickly and turned toward her. He just stared with his eyes wide open, embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
“Looks pretty painful though, having two guys in you at the same time like that. I wonder if those girls can tolerate it better because they’ve done it so many times. That’s gotta hurt most women.”
“Oh, she actually had THREE guys in her a minute ago! The first one finished before you came out,” I informed her.
Bryce was still staring at her, as if caught doing something very naughty and was trying to make up an excuse.
“THREE? At the same time? How?”
“Oh yea! She was blowing that first dude that came on her face when you walked in…while screwing the other two guys,” I said.
“Oh,” she said inquisitively, the TV losing her focus as she glanced upward a little, obviously pondering something.
“I think if you do it gently at first and get her accustomed to you, you could ease the pain and the woman could enjoy it,” Bryce finally said, turning quickly away from her toward the fast-playing ads. “I think.”
“Oh, you think so?” Monica was watching him with a slight grin, but he was still looking away. “I’ve thought about maybe trying that some day, but it seems kind of scary. I wonder what it would be like,” Monica stated in a softer tone, still watching him.
“Well, as long as you were with a couple of guys who cared more about your pleasure than their own, you should be ok. You’d really enjoy it…I think.” Bryce got up and walked past her toward the door to the main room, staring straight ahead and not daring to glance at her. “Would you like me to, um…,” Bryce paused briefly as he caught sight of Monica’s gaze and seemed to forget what he was going to say. “…open, the um, wine now?”
“Oh that would be nice,” Monica replied with a big smile. “I would love a glass!”
With Bryce in the other room, Monica came over quickly. “Guess what I did in the shower,” she said with a wicked grin on her face as she opened her hand to reveal a small black vibrator that I hadn’t seen in years. “Sorry, I was still so horny! I had to continue without you.”
“Haha, I didn’t even know you brought any toys. But I didn’t think you really liked that one. You said it was too small, that it didn’t fill your pussy up enough to really be enjoyable.”
“No, it doesn’t. But that’s not where I put it,” she whispered, raising her eyebrows at me.
“What? You mean…?” Monica nodded. “Really? I didn’t know you did that anymore.”
“No, I hadn’t been in the mood for it until today. And you wouldn’t believe how fast I came. I had this inside me and I was playing with my clit at the same time. It felt so good! I wanna try this, DP-style, with you as soon as we get home.”
“Wow, yea, sure! I’ve been waiting on that for years! You know I always liked it,” I reminded her. It had been several years since we had tried anything anal, and although it was thoroughly enjoyable for both of us, Monica seemed to have been shying away from it with so many responsibilities and things on her mind lately.
Bryce returned with the wine bottle, three glasses, and the dessert platter. “Here, I figured you were probably hungry too,” he told her as he set the tray down, opened the bottle, and poured the glasses.
She discreetly slipped the vibrator back into her robe pocket, grabbed a filled glass, and took a huge gulp. “God, that’s good. I haven’t had wine in ages!” She took several more sips quickly, which was totally unlike my wife. She was never a big drinker and usually only sipped wine slowly. Monica sat at the head of the bed in her robe with her legs crossed, still sipping the wine, watching the ads on the TV. She finished off her glass, leaned back on the headboard, and asked Bryce for more.
He walked over and poured another glass for her. “Thank you, Sweetie,” she said, caressing his wrist with her fingertips while he poured, nearly causing him to spill it.
He just smiled before bringing me a glass, then went over and sat in the chair on the other side of the bed with his own glass, remote control in hand. “You wanna watch the news or something,” he asked, pointing the remote.
“No, this is fine. I don’t really feel like listening to those talking heads tonight,” Monica told him, still staring at the ads for pornographic DVD’s, Web sites, and 900-numbers. “Lee, I’m starving! Hand me that dessert platter!”
I took the desserts over to her so she could pick something. She looked it over before taking the entire platter and setting it down in her lap.
“I think I might try a little of everything,” she snickered. She first tried a chocolate-covered strawberry before taking a bite out of a small piece of cake. “Damn this is good,” Monica remarked. “You guys should try some of this stuff,” she asked while patting the bed on either side of her.
I sat on her right side and took a few grapes, while Bryce sat on the other side and swallowed a spoonful of chocolate mousse.
Double the Agent
We all looked up when we heard some cheesy, synthesized music and saw “Double the Agent,” the title of the movie coming up, in large letters on the TV. Rarely do I remember the titles of cheap porn, but this one would be different, I would soon find out.
“Must be some sort of ridiculous government spy plot,” I suggested, still munching on grapes.
Boy was I wrong. The first scene showed two very young guys, maybe about 20 years old, dressed casually, following a nicely dressed woman in her mid 40’s into a house. She was evidently a real estate agent showing furnished houses to twin brothers who were moving out of their college dorms while still in school. Their rich father apparently told them they could buy any reasonable house in the area they wanted, as long as they stayed away from all those “nasty coed sluts,” as he called them. “Wants us to find decent, upstanding young women from well-to-do families that we can bring home so he can show off to his rich golfing buddies,” they told her. “He was scared we’d fall for the first piece of easy ass that came along, and she’d take all his money,” one of them said with a guffaw.
“Oh, well I’m sure I can help you find something that will please ALL of you!” She was layered in lots of makeup and had her hair up in a tight bun with huge hoop earrings. Her big smile couldn’t hide that she was looking both of them up and down.
“Well, we know where this is going,” Bryce commented.
“Maybe. But probably not with her. Two hot guys like that could have any girls they wanted. This woman’s too old for them. They’d never go for her,” my wife told us.
“Ha!” Bryce and I laughed in unison. “Shit, these guys are probably horny as hell. No way will they turn down such a good-looking woman like that. Regardless of her age,” I corrected her. Bryce agreed, “Yea, no doubt about it.”
“We’ll see,” she replied.
The agent showed them around the bottom floor before leading them upstairs. They followed behind her, both watching her perfect, panty-hosed legs in high heels climb the stairs in a very sexy walk. They were trying to peek up her blue skirt, smirking and nodding at each other. She caught them watching her at the top of the stairs and just smiled and giggled. She led them to the first bedroom which had a huge king-size bed and a patio door. “As you can see, this new bed has all the latest mattress technology, making anything you do here as enjoyable as possible,” she said as she put her briefcase on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed. “Why don’t you come try it out?”
“Oh please,” Monica laughed. “Like they’d fall for that.”
“They will,” Bryce and I told her in unison again.