Chapter 37
Clay
Dating Jolee.
It sounded good. It sounded like what we should do, and I’m loving our time together. We’ve both gotten to know what makes her laugh, what makes her sad, and what makes her happy.
But it’s been weeks. I didn’t think Grant was serious that we weren’t going to have sex with her for a while. I miss her tight pussy. The possibilities I’ve dreamed up. The things I want to teach her.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder. Well, excessive nearness to Jo makes my dick have its own heartbeat. A painfully aching one.
Tonight’s date is different.
It’s at our house.
Everything is almost set. Grant is cooking dinner while I pick her up and bring her home. Grant feels ready for more with Jo, and that makes me excited. He was right, though; we all need this time. I’ve fallen for both of them even more, which I didn’t know was possible.
I get out of the truck and walk up to her apartment building. I’m ready for this to start… and hopefully never end.
As with all of our other dates, Jo doesn’t know what we have planned. She won’t need an overnight bag because once we get her naked, she’s staying that way.
If I have it my way, she will be eating naked. Drinking naked. I should name it the naked weekend date. Dessert should be first anyway, but I’m sure my husband has his own ideas.
“Wow.” Jo does a little circle for me, showing off her siren red dress. Her hair is up with loose strands falling around her face. It shows off all her curves, taunting me. Fuck me. Now I’m glad we aren’t going out. I wouldn’t have made it.
“Really? I went shopping and picked out a few new outfits. Which is kind of a new thing for me.”
I crowd her until her back hits the wall, “Jo, you look fucking sexy. Are you hoping we do more tonight? Are you missing my cock in your tight cunt?” I’ve loved our phone chats and texts, but I need her in the flesh. All of her.
A blush stains her cheeks, but she doesn’t back down from my words. “Yes. I miss both of your dicks. It’s been too long.” She presses into me, attempting to tease me right back.
I laugh. At least she’s feeling it too. I skim my hand just under her dress, loving the feel of her soft skin. I hear her gasp in surprise.
“Please, Clay.”
“I’d love nothing more than to take you right here and now. Fuck you so hard you can’t walk for our date. Have my cum dripping out of you so Grant knows what we did and can slide right in.”
I kiss her, working both of us up.
“But I promised Grant, I’d get you to our date first. Then, we can have all the fun we want. I promise.”
She grumbles in frustration as she pulls me in for another kiss. An aggressive, needy Jo is hot.
“Fine, but we'd better get going and make it quick. We need to up these bases.”
My control is barely hanging on by the time I get her home. She hasn’t stopped touching me in some way. She even offered to give me a blowjob in my truck. I’ve never cursed my husband so much in my head. I was ready to cum in my jeans.
We have waited too long. The explosion that’s about to happen will be scorching.
Grant is waiting for us at the door. “Jo, you look irresistible. Look at you.” He pulls her in for a kiss. Whispering to her, “Was Clay a good boy or did he have his way with you already?”
He has to know I can hear him, and he knows how much I’ve wanted her. I’ve never stopped wanting her.
“He was too good. Grant, I need him not to be good. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Grant lifts her and carries her into the living room. Her legs wrap around his waist. Thank fuck.
“You want it bad, Jo. We can give you that.”
He slowly sets her down.
“Please. I’m serious. We don’t need to wait anymore.”
Grant slides down the straps of her dress, pinning her arms at her sides. The tightness of the fabric pushes her breasts up, and her rosy red nipples are on display.
I can’t stop myself. My mouth goes straight for them. Licking and sucking, I want her to be dripping for us.
“Oh… yes.” She moans.
Grant takes her and bends her over the arm of the oversized chair. My clothes come off as I see he’s naked. Fuck, he’s just as needy as I thought he would be.
Grant points to the condoms and lube next to the chair. He just won best husband of the year, always prepared.
I give my cock a few tugs before rolling on a condom and adding lube.
“I can’t wait for the day we fill you up and let our cum drip out of you. Then use it to fuck you again.”
Jo moans with approval.
Grant flips up her dress, revealing all her creamy, pale skin. I expected something lacy or red to match the dress.
“Fuck! You’ve had nothing on under this dress this whole time?” My cock is swelling more in the condom. “I should spank you for that.”
“Sorry?” She giggles, sounding way too pleased with herself. “I needed to make sure something happened tonight. It seemed like a sure way.”
“I think Clay would have been very bad if you’d told him earlier. There’s no way he would’ve kept his control. He’s about to come now, and he’s not even inside of you yet.”
“Please… I need you inside of me, Clay. My pussy needs it. Grant, please.”
I can’t take it anymore, and I plunge inside her with one long stroke, soaking up her moans of pleasure.
“Yes. Oh, yes.”
“Fuck… so fucking tight.” I give a few short thrusts, working the lube in her and opening her up.
“My turn.”
I slide all the way out.
“Oh god.” A moan slips free as I see his plan, we are taking turns with her… this is bliss.
I watch as her pussy sucks my husband’s cock in and out. I reach around to pinch and roll her nipples, keeping her wild for us.
We take turns, fucking her over the chair, and picking up the pace.
“So good! Omg! I need more.” Jo cries.
“Someday you’ll get both of us inside you at the same time. I can’t wait.”
Grant grabs her arms and pulls them further behind her as he thrusts harder, almost moving the chair. He’s close. I rub Jo’s clit hard and fast, needing her over the edge into a haze.
“Come, Jo. Come on, Grant’s cock, squeeze him hard.”
Jesus. This is hot.
“I’m coming!” She wails. “Grant!”
Grant fucks her through her orgasm as I try not to lose it myself. I need to be inside of her when I go over.
“Fuck, I’m close.” Grant pulls out and rips the condom off. He begins to fist himself over her ass.
“Shit.” I plunge back into her swollen cunt. Shit. Too good.
I hear Grant groan, and I watch as he marks her ass with rope after rope of cum. I keep fucking her, chasing my orgasm. Lost in this moment.
My thumb smears Grant’s cum over her pucker. Jesusfuckingcrist.
“Oh… no… I…”
“Shhh… It’s okay.” I pant. “Just my thumb. I’m pushing his cum inside of you. I wish you could see how fucking sexy you are right now. I’m about to cum, wishing I was filling you up.”
I gather more and push it in. My hips are jerky and frantic. The sight of his cum going into her virgin ass does me in.
“Jo! Fuck!”