Chapter 5
Jack
It was quiet in the mansion when I got home. I walked all through the property and found no trace of my wife. Finally, I stepped out onto the back patio and find Nicki sitting on a bench in the shade with a glass if white wine sitting on the bench next to her.
As I approach my wife, it occurs to me that I have forgotten how truly gorgeous my wife is. With her regular work outs with Yoga and in our basement gym, she could easily pass for half her age.
“Damn baby! I forgot exactly how fucking sexy you are,” I told her as I bent forward to kiss her cheek.
“Before we start our talk, would it be okay if I take a shower and put on some clean clothes?” I asked Nicki.
I don’t want Nicki to know that Piper insisted on fucking me before I left to come home.
Late enough that I did not have time to shower before catching my flight.
I was startled when Nicki climbed into the shower behind me. I was leaning forward with my head in the cascading water when her hands came around my waist and I felt her lovely tits pressed against my back. “I miss you so much when you’re gone,” Nicki told me softly next to my right ear.
“Oh my gawd,” I groaned when Nicki reached down and began stroking my cock. I can’t remember the last time my cock became erect in her hand. “I want you to fuck me Jack! I want you to take my pussy like you own it,” she muttered as I became fully erect.
I did not have to be invited twice. I turned Nicki around to face the shower wall with her hands out to brace herself. I kicked her feet wide apart and dipped at the knees. “Oh Fuuuuuuuck Yes,” Nicki cried out when I thrust upward burying my cock to the root inside hear saucy wet sex tunnel.
I reached around forward and mauled on her soft fleshy tits while I hunched into her again and again.
“Gawd, I missed your cock! It’s the best cock I’ve ever had,” Nicki moaned softly.
Best ever? Just how many cocks has she had?
I know that she probably has sex while I am on the road.
But exactly how many cocks has she sampled?
I pounded into Nicki in a frenzy with my thoughts filled with other men having her while I was gone. How often? Was she having guys every time I was gone? Did she fuck other men while I was at home?
I grit my teeth and fuck Nicki even harder at the image of other men fucking Nicki.
But what could I ever possibly say about that with the 15 years I have been fucking Piper on a regular basis.
And that doesn’t count the hundreds of cute little groupies I have had in the same 15 years.
A quick addition in my brain tells me that twice a month for 15 years comes up to 360 groupies I have fucked.
Nicki’s body goes stiff and jerks into orgasm when I pinch and pull out on her nipples. I shove my dick against her cervix and unload a torrent of thick white cum flooding her vagina and bathing her womb.
“I could never grow tired of you fucking me Jack,” Nicki panted as I removed my cock from her quivering vagina. “I never get tired of this sweet pussy either,” I answer as we turn to the water to rinse off.
I notice that Nicki is quite silent while we dry off after the shower. Uh-oh. What exactly does she have on her mind to talk about? I feel a tightness growing in my gut. Is she going to tell me that we are through? Was that a goodbye fuck?