Chapter 8
Saturday Morning
It was half an hour after I got home that the front door chimed. “Good gawd. Who could that be to come add to my misery,” Flashed across my brain. I was just coming into the foyer when the door opened. Evidently, I didn’t lock it when I got home.
I was both glad to see Willow and sad at the same time. She saw my fit earlier. She has probably come to tell me that she won’t be seeing me anymore.
“I told Paul to keep Gwen for the weekend,” Willow announced. “I think the four of us need to figure out what we really want and need in our lives,” she suggested. “I’ll be here with you,” she added.
“Great. You are stuck with a man who couldn’t make his wife as happy as my brother could in one night,” I hissed. “Look sweetheart, I was just as shocked as you were tonight! Not once has Paul ever been as amorous or pleasing with me as he was with Gwen tonight.
I was hoping this would happen. But then it also highlighted how sorry our marriage has been for the last five years,” Willow confided. I was surprised that she was just as shocked and surprised as I am.
“Look Jack, this last week with you has been the most wonderful week I’ve had in as long as I can remember. Now I know that I could be happy and not be on egg shells everyday wondering if Paul will come home wanting the boring sex that he thinks I enjoy,” Willow told me.
“Paul and I have never really connected. In the beginning he tried because he thought it was his job to make things work. But we really had nothing in common. Sex became routine. Paul does not believe in giving me oral sex. He says that it’s disgusting.
I am amazed by the things that Willow is telling me. It sounds very much like my lack of intimacy marriage I have had with Gwen. Maybe I should feel good for Gwen. Maybe I should be happy for her that she found someone she can connect with.
“Let’s just hope that they will still be just as enamored with each other after the horny pills wear off,” Willow chuckled.
“So, what happens with you and me?” I asked quietly.
“I think that I should be moving in here with you so we can both have the happy life we both have searched for,” Willow suggested.
“I want you to know that I adore YOU, Jack! I can’t say that I have ever adored Paul. I tried my best to be a good wife, but Paul and I had nothing to connect over,” Willow told me. “
I have connected with you in ways over the past week that I have never had before in my life,” Willow added softly. “And nobody has ever satisfied me sexually the way you do,” she purred as she crossed the room to me.
Willow fell into my arms and I could not help but kiss her was passionately as I am capable of. “Yes Willow! I have found a connection with you too and I can say I have never been happier than I have been this last week,” I told Willow when we broke from the kiss.
We were just in the middle of another smoldering kiss when I received a call from Gwen’s cell phone. I put it on speaker phone.
Gwen: I’m so sorry Jack! I never meant to hurt you like this.
Jack: The truth is what it is Gwen. You have never adored me or admired anything about me.
Gwen: Please Jack. I never meant to say those things.
Jack: No Gwen. You never meant for me to hear those words. But you were speaking from your heart to Paul. Something you have also never done with me.
Gwen: I’m so sorry. We should never have done this swapping thing tonight.
Jack: No Gwen. It was perfect that we did this! It is about time to face up to the truth! We have never been very close or very happy together. Truth is that you experienced more love and more joy in one night with Paul than you ever did with me in five years.
Gwen: What does this all mean Jack?
Jack: It means that we need to move on. If Paul feels the same way about you, then you should be together.
Gwen: What happens to you Jack?
Jack: Willow and I have connected the way that you and Paul did tonight. We have decided to be together.
Paul: What? Is Willow with you?
Willow: Yes I am here hunny. I saw how you were with Gwen tonight and I think that you two deserve the happiness you feel together. I think you should give things a go with her and see where things may lead.
Paul: How do we go about this?
Jack: Gwen can move her things over to your house and Willow will move in with me. We will give this a 3 month trial. If things work out, we can get divorces and swap forever.
Jack: I will leave the house tomorrow at noon so you can come over to move things to Paul’s house. At the same time, I will help Willow get her things out of Paul’s place. By dinner time, we should be able to go back where we’ll be living.
Gwen: Are you sure this is what you want?
Jack: Don’t you think you deserve to be with someone you adore?
Paul: We’ll be there at noon. We won’t return till 5pm.
Willow: I really want what is best for all of us and I think that this is the right thing.
It was quiet in the living room for several moments after I hung up the call. Then, Willow and I were tearing each other’s clothes off.
I put Willow on her hands and knees and powered my cock into her from behind. Mauling on her 34D breasts from behind while I slam into her again and again. “I’m gunna want your cock in me every day,” Willow grunted as I slam home repeatedly.
“Good! Because I am addicted to this sweet pussy,” I groaned back. “You seemed to enjoy that sweet little redhead tonight,” Willow taunted me. “And you fucked that man like a professional,” I laughed my answer.
I flipped Willow onto her back and mounted her again with her feet pushed all the way back by her head. “Oh my gawd you are so deep,” Willow moaned in a deep husky voice.
“I can’t believe I am getting sloppy seconds,” I growled while I pounded into Willow’s cunt unmercifully. “It was nothing like the way you fill me up,” Willow grunted. “Still, I think we should do condoms when we go to the club from now on,” I told willow while I mashed on both her gorgeous tits.
“We’re gunna go back?” she gasped. “Fuck yes! I am gunna fuck you in that cage till we can’t walk,” I groused while I twisted on her nipples. Willow purred while I tugged and twisted on her turgid nipples.
“Is it safe to cum in this nasty pussy?” I snarled huskily feeling my balls tingling near release. “I think it might be! But you better spurt and take back the womb that belongs to you! We don’t want anyone else’s jizz floating around in there,” she cooed.
Again, like a bull charging a red cape, I savagely rutted into Willow and spurted a gallon of jizz deep into her saucy womb. “I love how much you cum,” Willow purred.