The Aspen Vacation Ch. 03

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Part 1

Part 2

We slept in the next morning tired from the actions of the previous night. As I lay there quietly, feeling a bit guilty about the events of the last week, I wondered how my weird lust to see Erin with other men could be so powerful and consuming in one moment but so absent the next. I hoped that she would be forgiving and we could return to our normal life and routine.

Around nine, I sensed she was awake and soon she was stirring, finally getting up and going to the bathroom where through the partially closed door I could hear her peeing. After she finished she remained in the bathroom for several minutes and I wondered if she was inspecting her body for signs of last night’s sex.

“Do you want some breakfast?” She asked when she returned and saw that I was awake. She was standing before me nude and although I felt a rush of desire I held back.

“Maybe just some cereal and coffee. I’m not really that hungry.” I replied.

With a nod she headed towards the kitchen making no effort to cover herself which I found very odd. I waited a few minutes then followed her finding that she had made two bowls of cereal, cut some fruit and was waiting for the coffee to finish. Naked like her, I moved so that our bodies were touching which brought a smile to her face.

“I thought you wanted to eat?” She asked.

“Oh I do.” I answered but pushed my body more firmly against her at the same time.

“Go sit down.” Erin giggled guiding me gently away from her towards the table.

I did as I was told and soon my wife was placing the bowls on the table followed by two mugs of coffee. Just as she was about to take a seat in the chair to my left, I took her by the arm and spun her so she was facing me then pulled her leg over mine and sat her onto my lap so that we were facing each other with her legs straddling me. I pulled her head to mine and started kissing her softly at first before my passion overwhelmed me and I pushed forcefully against her mouth reveling in the feeling of her full juicy lips. Keeping her mouth locked to mine, Erin lifted up, grabbed my now hard dick and brought it to her slit.

“Mmmmm…” We exhaled in unison into each other’s mouth when I slipped easily into her wet opening.

Erin tried to start rocking but I placed my hand on her hip and stopped her movement.

“Sit still and let me feed you.” I said to her.

For the next ten minutes, I spooned the cereal to her mouth and broke off small pieces of fruit that I fed to her occasionally rubbing them over her taut nipples first. I could tell she was getting a big kick out of it by the smile on her face and the playful way she ate the food.

“Do you love me?” She asked suddenly.

“Of course I do. More than anything.” I replied immediately. Erin looked at me without responding and after an awkward silence I followed. “Why are you asking that?”

“Well I like to hear you say it.” She finally spoke.

“I love you.” I quickly said.

“I know you do. That’s why it’s so strange that you want me to have sex with other men.” She replied.

I knew we needed to talk about it but wasn’t expecting it would be so soon. I felt a sense of shame wash over me and I looked down towards the floor. Erin used her hand to lift my chin until I was looking at her again.

“Talk to me.” She demanded.

“What do you want me to say?” I asked.

“The truth. Why you want it. What’s going on in your head.” She pushed.

“I’ve told you it’s very hard to explain.” I answered.

“Yes you have but I want you to try.” She countered still holding my chin.

“Okay.” I answered then stopped to collect my thoughts before continuing. “It’s like at times something gets in my head and there’s this burning desire to see you…you know doing it. But, then it passes and I feel guilty and stupid.”

“That’s really not an answer. You haven’t explained why.” She said continuing to press.

“It’s very exciting to see you having sex. To watch you get hot and let go. And I guess maybe because it’s taboo and naughty too.” I answered trying to be truthful and find the rights words to explain. I knew I was not really explaining it right but it was the best I could do.

Erin let go of my chin and leaned down so that her mouth was next to my ear and asked. “Why would a husband want his wife to be naughty with other men?”

“You’re just so beautiful and hot…it’s very exciting.” I blurted out not knowing what else to say.

“What made you most excited?” She asked seemingly wanting to know every detail but making me uncomfortable in the process.

“I guess when you climaxed.” I replied after a moment of thought.

“You guess? So there were other things?” She probed. When I didn’t answer she pushed harder straightening up so she was looking into my eyes again. “Tell me.”

“When they first put it in and you give a sexy groan.” I told her.

“Without breaking her gaze she asked. “What else?”

“Nothing.” I replied but my eyes went to the floor once more and she knew I was lying. Again, she took me by the chin and made me look at her. Her eyes were demanding an answer and I finally spoke. “When they were cumming in you.”

I felt her body shudder and I waited for a scolding that I knew was deserved but she continued to stare at me without speaking. It seemed like hours before she finally spoke.

“Are you going to want to do it anymore?” She asked in a flat calm voice.

“No honey. I promise to control myself.” I replied.

“I’m not sure you can.” She answered almost instantly. The inflection in her voice indicated to me that there was something else there too.

“You haven’t described how you felt.” I stated emboldened by her previous comment.

Now it was her turn to pause in silence. I stayed quiet too hoping she would share her thoughts and feelings in detail.

“I never in my wildest dreams expected anything like this to occur in my life. It just seems all so crazy.” She started.

“I’m sorry.” I interrupted.

“Let me finish.” She replied putting a finger to my lips.

“I mean I’ve been with more men in the last week than in the rest of my life. I thought you had gone insane at first. But, there was something about it…letting go…as you put it that was so exciting. With Merle and you there watching and then with Dan and Wayne in the house when they were sitting next to me kissing and touching me while you were outside. I knew it was what you wanted and I was so excited I thought I would explode.” She spoke the words rapidly then stopped and continued more slowly. “It was exciting but also frightening.”

“Yes.” I agreed.

“Now I find myself thinking of sex all the time. I wasn’t like that before.” She said.

“Is that a bad thing?” I asked with a smirk which brought a visual rebuke from her.

“It’s scary.” She stated.

I felt Erin start to rock her hips gently and this time I didn’t stop her. Instead, I savored the soft wet feeling of her pussy and the look of need on her face. I leaned forward and took one of her hard nipples in my mouth and sucked.

“Ohhh…” She gasped.

I managed to stand with her still on me and with a sweep of my arm knocked the dishes from the table and dropped her onto her back. Erin spread her legs wide while I pushed her arms over her head and started fucking her hard.

“God I love you.” I yelled out between grunts.

“Fuck me good baby.” She encouraged while arching her back sexily. Her new use of the word was still a huge turn-on for me and I started moving even faster.

I could already feel my balls tingling and despite all my efforts to fend off my climax it wasn’t long before I was half grunting/half whining while I ejaculated into my wife. With all the recent sex it wasn’t much but the orgasm drained me of strength and I fell out of her and back into the chair. Erin remained on the table naked and breathing deeply. I felt guilty for leaving her unfulfilled and vowed that next time I would make it all about her. While feasting on her beautiful naked body I noticed to the side of her mound a dime sized hickey that Wayne must have put on her last night. It brought back a new wave of carnal thoughts that I had to force out of my head.

We were scheduled to leave early the next day and drive non-stop home giving us most of Sunday to get settled before work on Monday. We spent the rest of the day alternating between resting and packing before deciding to walk into town for an early dinner.

There had been no more talk about the sexual escapades and I thought it was a closed subject so I was surprised when Erin returned to the subject after the waiter had brought our drinks.

“I was serious about you not touching other women.” She stated.

“I know.” I answered almost as reflex but followed on with. “Where did that come from?”

“I just want it clear.” She explained.

“It’s clear but I wasn’t planning any more activities. Let’s just put it all behind us.” I said.

“I’m not sure you can control yourself.” She said for the second time that day while looking at me with a serious expression.

I tried to think of the right response but after struggling for a few seconds I just decided to let it go and sip on my drink. We sat there silently waiting on the food each of us lost in our own thoughts. The waiter brought our food and still we remained quiet. We were almost done before I finally spoke.

“Are you saying I have permission?” I asked knowing she would know what I meant.

“You will eventually be unable to control yourself and like I said I just want certain things clear.” She replied slowly.

“What other rules do you have?” I laughed intentionally trying to lighten the mood.

Erin gave me a quiet stare but in her eyes I saw a hint of playfulness too. Still, she elected to remain quiet making me feel awkward. Several minutes went by before she spoke again.

“Nothing close to home either.” She said.

I nodded my head knowing what she meant. It was an amazing discussion to be having even if the conversation was stilted. I wondered if she was right though. Would I be unable to control myself again at some point?

We had walked to the restaurant and now leaving, with the sun down, it was chilly so Erin snuggled close against me. She undid one of the buttons on my shirt and slipped her hand inside and began rubbing my chest.

“Are you thinking about sex again?” I asked with a laugh which brought a pinch to my nipple from her fingers.

“It’s your damn fault.” She exclaimed laughing too.

“Hope I can keep up.” I replied.

“You better keep up this time.” She said making me cringe from what I took as a shot for leaving her unsatisfied earlier.

“Too bad we can’t let Merle know we’re coming through tomorrow. He could help.” I gave a smartass reply.

Without missing a beat, Erin countered. “Oh we can.”

“What do you mean?” I asked stopping on the sidewalk and turning her to face me.

“He’s been texting me.” She explained with a grin.

“Oh really? I want to see them.” I demanded a bit put out that she hadn’t shared this information.

“Okay but wait till we get home. I’m getting cold.” She said.

Erin did her best to dawdle but I wanted to see the texts so I hurried us along until we finally got inside the house.

“Hand it over.” I said putting my hand out.

Erin put the phone in my hand and since I was familiar with the model I was able to swiftly find the message icon and Merle’s long string of texts. Surprising was the fact that Erin had responded to the vast majority of them.

“You’ve had quite the conversation going.” I said without looking up. The messages had started benign but had become progressively more suggestive and there were even several pics of Merle’s cock in the long string.

When I finally got through them I looked over to see Erin curled up on the couch with an impish grin on her face.

“You’ve been quite the naughty wife.” I said unsure whether or not I should be upset.

“Just a little.” She replied breaking out in a bigger smile.

I wasn’t surprised that the trucker had been provocative. It was normal male behavior and to be expected. What surprised me was that there were several times in the exchange where Erin engaged in more than a causal way. One was when she responded to the picture of his cock telling him how good it looked and felt. Another conversation discussed him taking her in the sleeper of his truck and I recalled he had almost convinced her to go out with him while I slept. In the texts, she had asked him lots of questions such as the size of the bed and how many women he had there. It certainly seemed like she had more than a passing interest.

“Have you texted with Dan?” I asked wanting to know the entire landscape.

“No, he doesn’t have my number.” She replied.

“How did Merle get yours?” I asked.

“He asked for it.” She replied looking impish again and maybe a bit concerned how I would react.

“Is that all it took?” I responded which brought a faux look of scorn.

“It was just some flirting and teasing. It’s not that bad.” She spoke and I decided not to point to the parts I thought were concerning.

“Please just tell me you didn’t send him any pics.” I said.

“Of course not. I’m not crazy.” She quickly answered.

I didn’t want the conversation to escalate so rather than respond I got up and went to the kitchen and poured a drink for each of us taking my time to collect my thoughts. When I returned, Erin was still curled up where I left her but was looking at me with anxious eyes. I forced a smile to lighten the mood and we sat and chatted about aimless things while we sipped our drinks. However, the Merle situation stayed in my head and despite trying to sweep it away it remained just beneath the surface of my thoughts.

We went to bed early and made slow love and I made sure to let her peak first before I followed then fell exhausted by her side. We cuddled and kissed and talked in whispers about the vacation avoiding any words about the sex. The thoughts I had held about Merle disappeared as soon as the semen left my balls but as Erin’s hands caressed me I got excited again and I found them returning. My mind returned to the scene in the cheap hotel room and step by step recalled the response of Erin to Merle’s seduction. Adding to it was the amazement I had at the smooth way he handled himself – so different than my expectations for a country truck driver.

I opened my mouth to speak numerous times but stopped myself each time before finally in a croaking voice forced out. “Do you want to?”

“Want to what?” She replied but I felt she knew what I was asking.

“You know…a… meet up with a… Merle?” I said fumbling the words.

“Baby, you said you were going to control yourself and you didn’t even make it a day.” Erin said giggling.

“Well that was before I knew you were sexting.” I answered trying to think of a way to defend myself.

“This is your thing honey. You have to make the decision. Is it what YOU want?” She challenged.

I was quiet for a long time. Despite what we had done so far on this vacation it still seemed very strange and awkward to be discussing my wife meeting another man for sex. My rational mind told me that enough had taken place already and it was time to stop this craziness. But there was another feeling emanating from my groin that wanted to see the incredibly erotic scene again. I told myself that it was a vacation thing and when we returned home it would be over so I should enjoy this last opportunity.

“Maybe.” I answered her question.

“Does maybe mean yes?” Erin asked in a tone that seemed to indicate eagerness.

“Yes.” I said softly after another period of silence.

“Okay honey. If you’re sure although he may not have time or be interested.” She said but I knew that if she reached out he would find a way.

“Okay but you can try.” I answered.

“You’re absolutely sure?” She asked again.

“Yes honey.” I said more firmly this time.

“Hand me my phone then.” She replied pointing to it on the night stand.

I handed her the phone thinking that she would call him but instead she began typing out a text message. It took her over a minute and when she hit send she put the phone down and we lay next to each other in silence letting the minutes tick by as we waited for a response.

“What did you say?” I finally asked breaking the silence after what seemed to be fifteen or more minutes.

“I told him we were coming back through tomorrow and asked if he wanted to get together.” She said.

“Okay.” I answered thinking it sure had taken a long time to type that simple message. It seemed silly to sit still and quiet in anticipation of his reply so I pulled Erin closer and took one of her breasts in my hand and started rolling her nipple between my fingers. Nuzzling into the crook of her neck I planted soft kisses on her and was rewarded with sighs of pleasure.

More time went by and our play, coupled with the conversation about Merle had me aroused once again. My dick was hard, pushing against the back of Erin’s thigh and with no prodding from me, she lifted her leg letting the head come in contact with her saturated opening. With only a little effort, I got lined up and pushed into her continuing to enjoy her breasts while we connected in a spoon position.

“Oh yes my love.” She gasped after a particularly strong push from me.

I turned her head so I could kiss her on the mouth and her tongue wrapped quickly around mine. I could tell Erin was very excited and I hoped that I could get her to orgasm for me again. My hand dropped to her thigh and tummy and began stroking there but she grabbed my hand with hers and returned it to her breasts without speaking.

“Rrrriiiinnnggggg…” The quiet in the room only disturbed by our sighs and moans was suddenly shattered by her phone.

I immediately stopped my movement and handed her the phone without looking but her response as she glanced at the screen let me know it was Merle calling.

“Hello.” She said in a soft, sexy voice that made me instantly jealous.

Of course, I could only hear one side of the conversation but she kept the same sexy voice as she talked to him and explained we would be passing back through the same area the following day. I couldn’t keep still and started moving in and out of her again which made it difficult for her to talk.

“He wants to know where we should meet.” Erin said looking over her shoulder with the phone pressed against her breast.

I gave her the name of a small town in New Mexico about eighty miles from the Texas border and told him to meet us there at 3:00 PM. I knew we wouldn’t be driving all the way home tomorrow so there was no need to rush the driving. Merle must have accepted the arrangements because the rest of the conversation was mostly short answers and giggles from Erin. I knew they were talking like lovers and the thought made my dick even harder.

“Mmmm…” She said turning back to me when she finally hung up.

“Is that a sigh for me or him?” I asked. Her answer was to loop her hand behind my head and pull me close for a long, wet kiss.

“Do you want Merle to have your wife?” Erin asked me in a low husky voice as soon as the kiss ended.

“Yes.” I said pushing harder into her.

“What do you want him to do?” She followed.

“Whatever he wants. You’re his. He can have anything.” I immediately spat out surprising myself with the words.

“Anything?” She asked sucking in a deep breath.

“Yes, anything.” I replied somehow feeling stronger.

My words clearly had an effect on her because she began pushing back against me and her moans became more pronounced.

“I’m going to cum.” She announced soon thereafter.

“Cum for me sweetheart.” I tried to whisper into her ear but it came out more as a grunt.

“Mmmm…Mmmm…ohhh…ohhh baby…” She let out as I felt her body stiffen then relaxed and stiffen again. It wasn’t a large orgasm but I felt very connected to her as she achieved her release.

I wasn’t far behind and like hers mine was small since my balls had already been drained but it was satisfying and when I finished we stayed connected and my arm held her tight.

“Honey I’m afraid.” Erin said after several minutes of silence when I thought she might be asleep.

“Why sweetheart?” I asked.

“I like it too and it scares me.” She answered pulling my arm closer around her.

“It’s only on vacations. When we get home it’s over.” I said.

Her revelation amplified my thoughts both positive and negative. Once again, now that my balls were spent, rationale thought was gaining ground.

“Promise?’ She asked.

“Promise.” I told her.

We left the next morning at a time that allowed us to rendezvous with Merle. Erin chose to wear shorts, sandals and a loose fitting top and I wondered if she had selected the outfit with her own disrobing in mind. We stopped for coffee then headed out enjoying each other’s company and the scenery with no mention of our intermediate destination. However, as we got closer, the silences between conversations got longer and I knew we were each thinking about the same thing.

Merle had told Erin that there was a large gas station in the town we had selected with a lot for trucks and when we got there a little before the designated time we could see his truck already parked. The plan was for Erin to ride in Merle’s truck until we came to a small town in Texas where we would spend the night. It was about a three hour drive and I had already made reservations at a motel.

I pulled up close to the truck and before I could turn off the ignition Merle was already hopping down from the cab. He was dressed almost identically to the last time we saw him – jeans and a western style shirt with boot on his tall, lean frame.

“Howdy.” He said with a big grin when we got out looking past me to Erin.

We said our hellos in unison and seconds later, with no fanfare, Merle had opened the passenger door and was helping my wife into the cab of the big rig. Feeling suddenly awkward, I glanced around and was relieved to see that no one appeared to be watching. It was several minutes before I heard the air brakes release and the rig slowly moved out of the lot with me following. His truck slowly got up to speed on the highway and for the next hour and a half we drove through the New Mexico countryside with me following about a half mile behind. Just as we crossed into Texas, I heard the sound of a text being received on my phone.

“I told him you said I had to do everything he wanted” the message read.

I wondered why she would have told him about our conversation. His knowledge of his power definitely created a different dynamic than if Erin just appeared submissive to his desires. And, why did she feel the need to tell me now? After thinking about it for several miles, I decided to not reply to her text.

Thirty minutes later I received another text.

“pull alongside” was all it said.

There was little traffic and the truck had moved to the inside of the 4-lane highway so I accelerated until I was next to the passenger window of the cab. As soon as I got there I saw that Erin was turned towards the window with her lovely breasts on display. She had a strange look on her face – it appeared to be part smile and part concern. I smiled back at her partly because I liked what she was doing and partly to not make her feel nervous about my thoughts. Just as I was doing this, she held up her thong with her right hand letting me know she was completely naked. I blew her a kiss which seemed to calm her immensely and after looking at her a bit longer I dropped back. I sensed this was Merle’s first test of his powers and I wondered what more might come to his mind.

I didn’t have to wait long to find out. My phone beeped again and this time when I looked there was a pic from Erin of her pussy with her legs spread wide. Shit! I thought to myself. I wish I hadn’t told her to do what he said and why in the world did she share this message? I was now getting worried about where he might try to take things.

Another forty miles ticked by without incident when I saw a blue sign indicating a rest stop two miles ahead. As we approached I could tell the rig was slowing and then the turn indicator came on signaling its intent. I followed it into the large parking lot expecting to see him or Erin drop down to run to the restroom but when ten minutes went by with no one emerging I realized what was actually happening. I found myself actually watching the cab to see if I could see it moving imagining Erin on her back with her feet against the roof as Merle pounded into her. Several times, I came close to texting her but I fought the urge not wanting to appear “needy”. Finally, after we had been stopped for almost an hour, I saw the tail lights illuminate and seconds later the large truck slowly started to roll back towards the highway.

In my head I was still rationalizing that there could be another explanation for the long stop other that Merle fucking my wife but all this was answered when minutes later I received another text. It was much like the previous one with a clear picture of Erin’s pussy with her legs spread wide. However, in this picture her labia was still open and swollen from Merle’s large member and her entire pelvis was glistening with wetness. There was no question she had just been thoroughly fucked and also no doubt that Merle was reveling in his power over her.

I tried to think of some sensible response to the text but failed and so I followed the truck without acknowledging the sordid picture. The rest of the trip was uneventful and I was left only to my thoughts about what Erin might be doing in the cab of the big rig. Like the motel on the way up, this one had a place in back for trucks to park although it was much smaller. While Merle was jockeying the truck into position, I pulled up the motel’s office, registered and got the room key. I asked for a room in the back near the truck lot explaining I wanted to be away from the noise of the highway and the clerk obliged selecting one on the first floor.

I pulled into a space in front of the door and unloaded our travel bags expecting at any moment to see Erin walking up but when I was finished there was still no sign of her. The unplanned time at the rest stop had delayed our arrival and now dusk was setting on the sleepy, dusty north Texas town. After waiting another fifteen minutes with no sign of my wife, I decided to walk the fifty yards to the lot and check on her.

Halfway to the rig, the doors on each side suddenly opened and Erin and Merle climbed down. Erin was dressed and had fixed herself up so there was no sign of their activities during the drive. Both were sporting silly smiles like they were kids sharing a secret.

“Honey, Merle says the grill across the highway makes good burgers. Let’s walk over I’m starving.” Erin said as soon as we were face to face.

I had to admit I was a bit hungry too so with a quick nod we began walking across the lot. It was a simple one story pre-fabbed metal building painted white with a neon sign on a pole announcing the name as Ike’s Place. Opening the door, we were met with a blast of cold air and I guessed that the thermostat must have been set no higher than 68 degrees which was a big change from the evening heat. There were about a dozen patrons in the place and at first no one paid us any mind but one by one I saw them notice Erin and soon we were being watched by everyone. We picked a small table in the back made of metal and Formica and waited for the waitress to come over.

Donna was a large framed woman wearing jeans and a t-shirt and had an amazingly bubbly personality. We ordered three burgers and beer for Merle and I and wine for Erin.

“I want to thank you for letting me spend some more time with Erin.” Merle said in his slow drawl as soon as Donna departed. I didn’t really know how to respond so I just nodded while Erin looked on with a silly smile.

Erin, sensing correctly it was going to be up to her to carry the conversation, started asking him about how his week had gone, his likes and dislikes and family. I stayed quiet but maintained a smile so as not to upset the mood however I realized as they chatted that I had no interest in his story. For me, he was just a tool to excite and pleasure my wife. Hopefully, he hadn’t worn himself out during the drive and still would be capable of performing while I watched.

We were on our second round of drinks when the burgers arrived and while Merle’s recommendation proved correct, they were in fact quite tasty, both Merle and I only ate half and Erin only about a third. When she had had enough, Erin excused herself to find the restroom leaving Merle and I alone.

“She said you told her she had to do what I said. Is that true?” Merle asked without warning.

“Well…uh…it was just us teasing.” I stammered.

“Yeah, I got ya. I won’t go there then. Thought it best to make sure.” He replied.

“Did you have sex with her at the rest stop?” I asked stupidly.

“Yes sir. Sure did.” He answered in a matter-of-fact way.

“Did she…uh…did she climax?” I asked somehow needing to know some details.

“Oh yeah. Dug her nails into my ass and wet my mattress.” He said chuckling.

The waitress stopped by halting the conversation and Merle ordered another round. Just as Donna left, Erin came back from the rest room and we returned to her talking to Merle about his life.

“Damn Merle where have you been.” A booming voice filled the room making us all look up. Walking towards our table was a short, heavy set man in his forties dressed in jeans and a simple white undershirt. His belly was quite pronounced and the thin material left little hidden including a thatch of chest hair climbing out around the shirt’s neck. He also seemed flushed with a rosy hue on his large face and mostly bald head covered only by a few wisps of stringy hair.

“Hi there CT. What are you doing here.” Merle said starting to stand before his friend motioned for him to stay seated.

“Got a load headed north but lost two tires today so I’m stuck until tomorrow.” He explained.

“I got ya. Pull up a chair and have a cold one.” Merle replied.

CT did just that and Donna came over and took his order. Merle and his friend began talking and Erin and I stayed silent listening to them and from her look, just like me, she was hoping he would leave soon.

“Who you’re friends?” CT finally asked acknowledging us.

“This is Erin and David. I’ve known them for a few weeks.” He replied thankfully being discrete.

CT gave us a quizzical look but held off on any follow up questions. Over the next several minutes I saw him stealing looks at Erin although I couldn’t blame him. Her legs looked outstanding and the cold air was effecting her nipples giving us just a hint of their hardness through her bra and top.

When our drinks were gone, Merle and I gave a slight nod to each other and we let CT know we were leaving. By the look on his face, I knew he suspected there was more to the story but he gave a pleasant good bye as we left. Walking back to the room, Merle’s hand found Erin’s ass sending a signal to anyone that might be watching.

“I’m going to take a quick shower.” Erin said as soon as were in the room. She went immediately to the small bathroom closing the door behind her and once again leaving Merle and I together in an awkward situation.

I wanted to speak to Erin alone and make sure she was okay so after only a short while I lightly knocked on the door then entered. The shower was running but Erin had not yet entered. She was in front of the mirror in just her thong but as soon as I entered she reached for her top to cover her breasts. However, her movement was too slow and I got a good look at the numerous hickeys that were on each orb.

“Looks like things got wild.” I said.

“Are you mad?” She asked looking at me with pleading eyes.

“No sweetie. Can’t say that I blame him really.” I answered.

“Okay.” She said dropping the top back on the vanity.

“I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” I said pulling her to me and giving her a hug.

“I’m fine David. Are you?” She asked with the same pleading look.

“Yes. I’m okay. We’ll have lots to talk about tomorrow.” I said. I thought about letting her know that I had warned Merle off on the “do what he says” subject but decided to keep it to myself thinking it might make things more edgy for her.

“Okay. Well hurry up.” I said with a soft laugh and gave her a light spank on her bottom.

“I will.” She replied giving me a very sexy look.

Just as I was about to leave, Erin pushed her thong over her hips and looking down I saw that there was a wad of toilet paper or Kleenex in the crotch that was visibly sodden.

“I didn’t want it to look like I wet my pants.” Erin said seeing my look.

“Did he cum that much?” The words came out more like a reaction than a thought out question.

Erin didn’t speak but shook her head up and down then pulled the thong all the way off and stepped into the shower. I looked at the wad of paper for a few seconds then left the bathroom.

“She okay?” Merle asked. He had pulled his boots, socks and shirt off and was sitting in a chair in just his jeans.

“She’s fine. Be out in a minute.” I told him.

It was a forced conversation speaking with Merle while we both waited on Erin. The conversation went to random subjects but always avoided the obvious thing before us. Finally, after what seemed like hours but in reality was no more than fifteen minutes the door opened and Erin walked out completely naked.

“Girl you know how to get a man’s attention.” Merle laughed. There was still a light sheen of water on her body from the shower that made her skin glisten in the light.

She walked to me, kissed me softly on the lips and whispered a thank you then turned to Merle and sat on his lap. Without hesitation, he pulled her mouth to his and they started a deep, passionate kiss that went on for minutes. He started out softly fondling her marked breasts but as the embrace lingered he started pinching her nipples which brought audible moans even through her engaged mouth.

“Get these off.” Erin cried pulling at the button of his jeans when they finally broke the kiss.

Merle laughed as Erin struggled with them before finally releasing the catch, lowering the zipper and working them off his legs. Merle’s half erect cock sprung free and bounced back and forth before settling on his thigh. I could see clearly in his pubic hair a crusty residue no doubt left over from their afternoon escapades. Erin didn’t care and when her hands were free, she grabbed the heavy phallus and brought it to her mouth while kneeling between his legs.

“Oh baby that’s good. Do it like I told you.” Merle said to her with a groan.

Erin seemed possessed as she worked on his cock with a fervor I had never experienced. Merle’s hands found her head and gently guided her while he provided a stream of verbal encouragement. I realized I was still standing in the middle of the room and suddenly felt very self-conscious so I grabbed a chair and placing it several feet to one side, sat and watched.

“Did you keep my seed in you like I said.” Merle asked. He had been talking to her provocatively since they started but these words immediately registered with me. I saw her eyes dart towards me for an instant before she nodded her head to her lover letting him know she had complied. I knew now that the wad of paper in her panties was there, not for the reason she had given, but to maximize the time his semen would be in her womb. I knew it was likely only symbolic but it still showed how completely turned on she was by the raw sex. I thought about her Junior League friends and co-workers at the law firm. If they knew she had carried a trucker’s semen all afternoon and was now between his legs sucking him with abandon they would think she needed to be committed.

There was movement between them and Merle began trying to lift her to her feet.

“I want to suck you until you cum.” Erin said with a guttural whine.

“Not now baby. I want some of your pussy.” Merle told her. Finally, getting her to her feet he guided her to the king sized bed.

He pushed her onto her back and immediately she opened her legs inviting him to invade her lovely shaved pussy. Merle wasted no time knee walking into position then massaging her opening with the head of his cock until he had it lubricated. All the time, Erin was whimpering and thrusting her hips at him hoping to impale herself. When he was finally ready, he leaned forward onto one hand and using the other found her opening.

“OH FUCK YES!” Erin practically screamed when she was penetrated.

It took him half a dozen more thrusts before he was completely inside her and the whole time she was wailed like a possessed woman. When he hit bottom, he stopped for a moment letting her work against him then began a slow deep rhythm that soon had her arms and legs completely wrapped around him.

The room was illuminated by the light from the bathroom through its completely open door. It gave the room a harsh look so I stood and closed it until just a half inch opening remained. Now the subdued lighting created a surreal effect and helped heighten their erotic movements and sounds.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my dick straining to be set free. This time was different from the others because Erin was no longer the reluctant participant being cajoled and seduced into the sex. Now she was an equal participant communicating her need. I had never been so excited in my life.

“Merle. Remember she’s yours to do anything you want.” I said suddenly wanting him to own her. He seemed to flinch just for an instant as if registering my words but kept the relentless pounding going.

He was taking her towards the point of no return with each stroke getting her a little closer. Just when I thought she was at the launching point, he slowed which brought cries of frustration from her and an attempt to use her hands on his hips to speed him up. Merle ignored her attempts and soon moved so that he could suck on her breasts. I knew he was likely leaving more marks on her sensitive flesh that would remind me of this encounter for weeks.

“Go get CT. He’s probably still in the bar.” Merle suddenly called out.

“Why?” I asked.

“You said she was mine. That’s what I want.” He replied with a tone of irritation.

I stood out of reflex then stopped and thought about the request. It was crazy. That guy had no business being part of this even if was just to watch. Just I was about to tell him to forget it, Erin started speaking.

“Come on Merle do it. Go faster baby.” She whined in an incredibly needy voice. If she had even heard the conversation about CT she made no reference to it. I got up and headed towards the door.

As expected, CT was still in the bar sitting on a stool alone. I went up to him, tapped him on the shoulder and let him know Merle was looking for him. He asked a few questions that I fended off but I think he suspected what might be happening because it didn’t take much prodding to get him to leave.

“Well goddamn.” CT exclaimed as soon as we stepped into the room.

Merle was on his back now and Erin was in the reverse cowgirl position riding him with her breasts bouncing in circles. She looked like a woman possessed and I knew she was working hard to reach an orgasm.

“CT get over here and lick this pussy.” Merle called out to his friend.

“Get her turned up Merle I can’t do it like that.” He replied with a hoarse chuckle.

Merle scooted down the bed until his knees were on the edge and lifted Erin’s legs so they were in front of her. He pulled her back against his body until she lay flat and we now had a perfect view of his large cock stuffed inside her pussy. CT didn’t need any further encouragement. He moved to the end of the bed, dropped to his knees and planted his mouth on my wife’s clit.

“OHHH…SHIT…OHHH…OHHH MY GOD!” Erin cried out as soon as contact was made.

“CT loves to lick pussy.” Merle informed me. He was certainly showing enthusiasm as he now had the back of her thighs in each hand and was spreading her open while his mouth worked her over.

CT didn’t seem to care at all that Merle’s large cock was only an inch away from his mouth. It made me think that this was not the first time that they had been together in this kind of situation. While CT had her legs spread wide, Merle held her arms above her head making her spread wide and giving her no leverage. She was at the mercy of the large cock stuffed inside her and the rapidly moving tongue that was now lashing at her relentlessly. Her sounds grew louder still but were mostly incomprehensible as each attempt to speak was quickly lost in a passion driven wail.

“Come hard now baby. Let it all out for us.” Merle instructed her while she writhed on top of him like an overturned bug.

“Okay…” She forced out in a grunt. It was the first clear word I had heard from her since CT had started licking.

I stared dumfounded as she climaxed. Her body flushed then faded and then flushed again while her eyes rolled back in their sockets and spasms rippled through her tummy as she remained held in place by Merle and CT. A pleading whine came from somewhere inside her that then turned into deep, almost animalistic grunts. I had never heard about nor seen anyone orgasm like she did. It seemed to go on for several minutes and the total loss of control from her shocked me and left me wondering about her health.

“Might as well pull it out.” Merle said to me when he saw my hand working furiously on my dick through my pants. They had stopped moving except for CT who was now slowly licking along the sides of Erin’s pussy. His words broke me from the mesmerized state I was in and made me feel embarrassed. Rather than follow his recommendation, I flopped into one of the chairs suddenly feeling exhausted.

Erin still with on her back draped over Merle’s with his cock inside her had become still with her eyes closed tightly. CT had released her thighs and her legs were now draped over his shoulders.

“Erin are you okay?” I said forcing the words from my mouth in a dry voice. Her head which was resting against his shoulder tried to rise when she heard my words but it fell back and she stayed quiet seemingly too exhausted to respond.

I looked from her to Merle and saw that he was looking at me with a big smile. There was no doubt he was enjoying the control he had and the debauchery he was bringing to Erin.

“Erin?’ I asked again.

“I’m okay.” Came her faint voice, almost in a whisper.

Merle released her arms and began using his hands to knead her breasts. I could see that he was whispering to her too but his voice was so low I could not hear what he was saying. At first there was no response but as he continued to talk I saw her eyes try to look at his face followed by a slight shaking of her head that I took to be a negative response to something he had said. There followed a whispered discussion between them that finally ended with Erin glancing at me with an odd look while biting her lip.

“Move back CT.” Merle said as he helped Erin to her feet at the end of the bed.

CT dutifully moved out of the way but his eyes never left my wife’s body. He had a hungry look and he seemed to be almost in a trance no doubt thinking about what he wanted to do.

Merle stood too then directed Erin back onto the bed on her knees. When he lined up behind her, a sick feeling washed through me as I suspected what he might have in mind. Sure enough, without ceremony, he used his hands to get her in position then moved his large cock to her tight anal opening. His right hand pushed her right cheek to one side and he used his left hand to guide him until the cockhead was teasing her opening. It wasn’t long before I saw his ass muscles clench and he pushed forward which brought a loud grunt followed by a high pitched squeal from my wife.

“Pop that tight ass Merle.” CT encouraged.

Erin and I had attempted anal sex twice. Both times after lots to drink and in both cases it didn’t progress far because she found it very uncomfortable. For all practical purposes, her ass was still cherry.

“How far you in Merle?” CT asked struggling to be still his voice almost giddy.

“Barely any.” He answered through clenched teeth.

For the next ten minutes, CT and I watched Merle slowly feed his wet cock into my wife’s virgin ass. The clenching of the muscles in his ass and thighs would signal that he was penetrating deeper followed by cries and whines from Erin. Merle would give her time to adjust then push in more repeating the cycle until finally his pelvis was snug against her lovely ass.

“That’s all baby.” He announced.

Erin’s head was between her outstretched arms with her eyes closed almost as if she was praying. After his last push, she had become quiet while Merle let her get comfortable with the invasion. However, when he withdrew several inches then pushed back a new wave of cries came from her and we watched as each hand grabbed the bed linen squeezing the fabric tightly while the grimace on her face showed the pain she was feeling.

“Merle I’m not sure this is a good idea.” I said feeling I needed to intervene.

“I thought you wanted her to do what she was told?” He shot back as he pushed into her forcing more painful sounds from her mouth.

“I don’t want her hurt.” I responded.

“Give it a minute.” He replied then moved once more.

Between each thrust, he would stop and give Erin some recovery time. It took another five minutes or so but slowly her cries began to fade and the pauses between thrusts grew shorter. In addition, her face lost its contorted look and the death grip she had on the linen abated.

“How you feeling Erin?” Merle asked.

“Keep going slow.” Erin answered but her voice now had a hint of excitement.

He did as she asked for a while before slowly increasing the pace until he was sliding back and forth easily with a steady, firm pace. When Merle suddenly stopped we all watched as Erin began moving, pushing back eagerly against Merle. Merle looked over at me and winked letting me know he had conquered my wife’s ass.

After making his point, Merle grasped her hips and began thoroughly fucking her ass. Gone were her painful sounds now replaced by whimpers of pleasure. It wasn’t long before his hands began wandering her body alternating between her pussy and breasts. We watched her especially respond when Merle would roll her nipples between his fingers by pushing her ass back hard against his large cock.

Suddenly and without warning, Merle pulled his cock from my wife’s ass. From my place in the room, I had a good view of Erin anus which remained gaping open after Merle’s departure.

“Goddamn!” I heard CT exclaim and I knew he had seen the same thing.

“Get up darling.” Merle demanded. He helped her to her feet then sat back on the bed, spun her and pulled her back into his crotch.

They fumbled for a few seconds before they were able to position themselves so that Merle could push his cock back into her ass once again. It went in easily this time and once he hit bottom he lay down on the bed pulling her back against his chest. In that position, we had an unobstructed view of his shank working its way in and out of Erin stretched ass. The ring on her opening was so snug around him that it stretched inward and outward clinging to his shaft with each thrust before finally letting go.

“CT get your damn clothes off and get in this pussy.” Merle called out.

The heavyset man moved faster than I thought possible. In almost no time, he had shed his t-shirt and pants revealing a hairy body and a large belly with the head of his average sized dick protruding beneath the folds. He moved between my wife’s legs using his hands to wrap them around his thick waist blocking my view. CT was not a good looking man and I expected Erin to reject his advances. Surprisingly though, he moved his hands between them clearly preparing to enter her which received no objection.

“Ohhh…” Erin moan at the same time I saw CT push his hips forward.

Once fully penetrated, the threesome remained still for almost a minute as if each was wondering what to do next. Finally, they started to move in a slow rolling motion although it was unclear who had initiated it. It was bizarre to witness Erin’s double penetration and even stranger to realize that she was accepting it without protest.

Their movements became more pronounced along with the sounds of the slapping of their flesh. Waves of fat rolled across CT’s ass each time he pushed into Erin. It was a scene of complete debauchery with my wife at the center. My eyes moved from their joining to Erin’s face and I saw that she was looking at me with a strange expression that seemed equal parts lust, pain and concern. For a moment, we held the gaze. Then she seemed to drift until her eyes lost focused and she descended into a state of sexual oblivion.

“Man this is weird. I can feel your cock Merle.” The fat man grunted out.

“Keep fucking her. She likes it.” Merle replied while roughly kneading her breasts.

His encouragement elicited a wave of energy from CT and he started thrusting harder into my wife which resulted in new whines and louder cries of pleasure from her. CT maintained the pace and it wasn’t long before I could see Erin’s body move in a way that told me she was getting close to cumming. Slowly, her legs, which had been around CT’s waist came free and stayed suspended in the air before lifting and opening. Her sounds became more pronounced before she finally spoke.

“I’m so close please don’t stop.” She begged.

“This cunt is ready to cum.” CT announced.

Several seconds passed before his insulting words registered with me. In a normal situation, I would have beat him to a pulp for using this language with Erin. Now though, I found it hard to get angry since she was riding strange cocks in her ass and pussy.

“Ohhh…ohhh…ohhh…please don’t stop…please…” Erin wailed.

Then it hit her. She began thrashing and groaning and Merle and CT took hold of her body to keep her in place and continue fucking her while she climaxed. Her body was being rocked by hard spasms like she was being shocked with electricity and a guttural, continuous wail was coming from her only interrupted by loud grunts that she emitted when a spasm hit. Her actions must have pushed CT over the edge because he put his hands on the inside of her thighs, spread her legs and gave several fast thrusts finally ending with a hard push into her that he held while he gave out a loud bellow.

“OH FUCK. FUCK YEAH. Good pussy.” He grunted while releasing his seed.

CT’s orgasm had stopped the movement and it wasn’t until he pulled his dick out and stepped away that Merle was able to begin moving again. Erin was limp and lifeless on top of him having giving up all she had with her own release. Merle kept trying to fuck her ass from below until suddenly he rolled her off him pushing her onto her stomach and then repositioned and reentered her ass while she lay face down on the bed. Now it was his turn and he started thrusting urgently into her with his large cock until he tensed, grunted, made two more rapid thrusts then pushed all the way inside her while he exhaled forcefully. Erin was so gone that she barely even responded to his moves.

Except for the sound of Merle’s deep breaths it was quiet in the room. CT who had been standing while Merle finished sat at the edge of the bed staring at the joined couple and I remained in my chair.

“Please let me up.” Erin finally spoke. There was no lust in her voice now and I sensed some irritation in her tone.

Merle backed out of her and CT got an up close view of his cock snaking its way out of her ass. As soon as he was out, Erin moved to the side of the bed, stood and went swiftly to the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her. Almost immediately, we heard the shower being turned on but other than that there was no other indication of what she was doing. Merle and CT remained naked for a few minutes but slowly they grew self-conscious and started putting on their clothes.

The shower ran for about twenty minutes and it was another fifteen before we heard the door knob turn and then saw Erin head with wet hair poke out the door.

“David, would you get my robe from the suitcase please?” She said in a soft voice.

Worried about her, I jumped and after rummaging through her large suitcase for a bit I was able to find it.

“Anything else?” I asked with a questioning look on my face. Erin just shook her head while biting her lower lip and closed the door once more.

“Maybe y’all should go.” I said to the men and Merle gave a brief nod and directed CT with him out the door.

“Are you okay?” I asked jumping from my chair when Erin finally emerged some minutes later.

“I think so. Are you?” She said looking straight into my eyes.

“I’m fine. I thought you must have got upset though.” I said as statement but it was really a question.

“No I’m not upset. I needed a uhhh, ummm…a break I guess you would say.” She answered.

“I understand. That was pretty intense.” I replied.

“Yes. It was.” She said with a pause between the two phrases.

“I’m sorry it went too far. I should have protected you and stopped it.” I said feeling guilty.

Erin took me by the arm and led me to the bed where we sat down next to each other. She squeezed my hand tightly then kissed me softly on the cheek. I turned to kiss her and we touched for a brief moment before she turned away. It was clear she had more on her mind.

“David. It’s okay you didn’t need to stop it. I’m fine.” She said in a soothing voice.

“But you seemed…I, I mean acted upset. You went to the bathroom and locked yourself in.” I stammered.

“I needed some time to collect myself. Plus, I felt like I needed to clean up after all that.” She explained.

“I’m lost. I don’t know what you’re telling me.” I blurted out still unclear about what she was trying to say.

“I liked it David. A lot. That was one of the biggest orgasms I’ve ever had.” Erin said to me and suddenly I understood. I was thinking that she was upset about being put in the position to have sex with these men but in reality she was concerned about me. How I would react to her carnal enjoyment.

“Well I’m happy you liked it. I never wanted you to not like it.” I replied.

“I know that David but you need to understand…” Erin was in the middle of her sentence when she was cut-off by knocking on our door.

With a sigh, I stepped over, turned the knob and opened it a few inches. Merle was standing there trying to look past me into the room.

“Everything okay? I came to say goodnight to Erin.” He announced.

“Well we’re in the middle…” I started to say but Erin appeared at my side peering out the door.

“Come in Merle.” She said.

I closed the door behind him and turned to see them standing close together. Erin was barefoot in her robe looking up at him.

“Erin darling, I was worried about you. You okay?” He asked.

“I’m fine Merle. Just needed to clean up.” She explained.

“I got ya baby.” He said and at the same time his hands snaked inside her robe opening it as he pulled her against him. Her naked body was now against him and he kissed her on the mouth.

“Merle!” She replied in feigned surprise when they broke the kiss.

“I was hoping you’d be feeling better. Let’s go next door and get a beer.” He suggested.

“Oh Merle my hair is all wet and I don’t have any make up on. I’m not ready to go out.” She replied but I could tell she wanted to go.

“Nonsense woman. It’s early. Take your time and get ready. I’ll come back and get you in a while.” He said to which she just nodded.

When I turned after closing the door behind him, I saw that Erin was already headed towards the bathroom. She re-tied her robe and got out her hair dryer and began using it on her damp mane.

“You were in the middle of telling me something.” I said after she had turned off the blower.

“Let’s discuss it tomorrow during the drive.” She replied while primping at the mirror.

It felt strange to have a special moment between a husband and wife usurped by the demands of her lover but I didn’t want to make a scene. Especially, after what had taken place so far. I went back into the room, sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the TV.

Erin had dried her hair and put on jeans and a sleeveless blouse when Merle returned some twenty minutes later. When I let him in he gave Erin an admiring once over before offering something he was holding in his hand.

“You look great baby but would you mind wearing this?” He asked.

Erin took the garments and looked at them and I could see they were a pair of small shorts and what looked like a tank top.

“Merle?!” She let out when she had inspected the outfit.

“Come on darling. I only get this one night and I want it to be special.” He answered. I had not heard him plead with her before but he was infinitely doing so now. Without a response, Erin turned and went into the bathroom closing the door behind her.

It was only a few minutes later that she emerged and I was stunned to see her in the clothes Merle had selected. The shorts were very tight cream colored short shorts that showed off her firm butt and left a tiny piece of her cheeks sneaking out the bottom. The fact they had a fly on the front likely hid the outline of her labia. The top was in fact a rust colored tank that barely reached her waist. If she had not been wearing a bra, it would have revealed almost everything about her breasts.

“Damn that looks good. But can you go without the bra?” Merle said.

“I don’t know Merle. I might get arrested.” My wife giggled.

“Try it and let’s see.” he told her.

With a shrug, Erin lifted the top over her head, unclasped her bra and threw it on the bed revealing herself to us then pulled the top back over her head. The first thing I saw were her nipples, hard and pointed, clearly showing along with a good amount of cleavage. Also, if she didn’t hold her arms still, the sides of her breasts could be seen through the arm holes. All in all, from head to toe, it was a very slutty look.

“What do you think honey?” She said turning to me with a wicked smile.

“I don’t know Erin that seems a bit too much.” I counseled.

“What do you think Merle? Is it too much or is David being a party pooper.” She said in a voice that I found very irritating.

“I think it looks damn good.” He replied.

“Looks like a difference of opinion. What should we do?” She smiled enjoying herself too much I thought.

“Well if you’re going to wear it, add some heels.” I said sarcastically.

Erin shot me a challenging look then went to her suitcase and dug out some two inch white heels. They weren’t over the top and in fact they were the most subdued part of the ensemble but they did have the effect of lifting her butt up as she stood and walked.

“Are you coming?” Erin asked when she was ready and Merle had his arm around her waist.

“No, think I’ll watch some TV.” I replied which brought a momentary look of concern to her face.

“It’s right next door if you want to wander by later.” Merle said and opened the door pulling Erin out quickly.

I was left somewhat confused staring at the motel room door and wondering if my wife had lost her mind. I contemplated going over, finding her and dragging her back but I decided I would rather just pretend I didn’t care. I tried to watch TV flipping aimlessly through the channel set over and over occasionally finding something to watch. Unfortunately, this lasted only about forty-five minutes before I couldn’t take it any longer and headed for the door.

The beer joint was actually about a hundred yards down the road from the motel across a used car lot in a cinder block building painted gray with a dirt parking lot. This bar was called “The Other Place” that was spelled out in a blue neon sign on a sign in curtain covered window. In addition, there were multi-colored Christmas lights that ran along the length of the eves that gave it an odd look. A half dozen pickups, three cars and several work trucks were parked around the front and side of the building with most being older models with various signs of damage and decay in their bodies. The door was made of metal painted in a dark gray color and had signs with age and firearm warnings placed at eye level.

The door creaked as I opened it and several of the patrons turned to look as I entered and ambled self-consciously to a seat at the bar. Along with me, there were two others at the counter with the rest of the customers sitting at the cheap tables that filled the room. Like Ike’s Place, it was freezing inside and I wondered if there was some town ordinance requiring thermostats be set at frigid levels.

“Miller Lite, please.” I said to the bartender who was a thin fiftyish woman with straight gray hair and a face which showed she had experienced too many hard miles and cigarettes.

While I was waiting for the beer my eyes were already scanning the room and I found Erin sitting at a table with Merle and CT in the far corner. Their table had multiple beer bottles sitting on top and knowing that Erin wasn’t a beer drinker I surmised that the two men were drinking hard. Even though that corner was relatively dark, it was easy to spot her because almost all the eyes in the bar were directed towards their table.

“Three dollars.” She said returning with the beer. When I laid out five dollars and nodded letting her know to keep the change she smiled and then spoke.

“I get so damn tired of those trucker sluts.” The bartender said noticing the direction of my stare.

I acknowledged her comment by smiling at her and rolling my eyes before my gaze returned to my wife. I had to admit she looked the part of a cheap slut in her tiny shorts and top, especially with Merle’s hand on her ass, and I wondered what I had missed.

Over the next hour I drank three beers and watched both Merle and Carl consume at least that many while my wife sipped on cheap wine from a plastic cup. Twice she got up to play pool, once with Merle and once with CT and each time every person in the joint, both men and woman, stared at the show. After the second game, Erin made a trip to the bathroom which required that she walk by me. Her eyes opened wide when she saw me sitting at the bar and she stopped and spoke to me with a drunken slur.

“I love you.” She whispered while grabbing my arm and leaning in close. Since there were several empty seats near me, no one could hear our conversation and she looked like the cheap floozy everyone assumed her to be. The fact that her nipples were plainly visible through the tank top she was sporting did nothing to dissuade this view.

“Are you okay? Do you want to leave?” I asked quickly.

“I’m fine.” She replied while pushing her tongue in my ear which let me know she was completely hammered.

She walked on towards the bathroom giving everyone at the bar a good view of her swaying ass.

“See what she wants for a blowjob.” I heard over my shoulder and realized the man on my right had moved from his stool so that he was next to me.

“Not much I bet.” I responded after failing to think of anything else to say.

Erin spent a long time in the bathroom and I was beginning to wonder whether she had passed out when I finally noticed her emerging through the doorway. She passed me a bit wobbly and gave me a smile and wink on her way back to Merle and CT. As she passed the man on my right I heard him to speak to her in a low voice but either she didn’t hear or ignored him because she continued on.

“Damn whore.” I heard him exclaim to himself. Rather than bristle at his words, I found myself almost sympathizing with his view.

As soon as Erin joined the two men, they started acting like they were ready to leave and minutes later this proved true. I watched quietly as they walked to the door and left with Erin arm-in-arm with Merle and CT was a half step behind following like a devoted puppy.

“Show’s over.” The gray haired bartender announced to us at the bar as soon as the door closed.

“Hottest piece of ass I’ve seen around here in years.” The man on my right replied with a sigh while he shook his head.

Not wanting to make it seem like I was chasing them out the door, I forced myself to patiently finish my almost full beer before I left. Fifteen minutes later, I left the beer joint and headed across the lot towards our motel.

When I opened the door, I found the room to be in total darkness with only the light from the opening allowing me to see that Erin was beneath Merle on the bed. As soon as I shut it, the room was thrown back into darkness and it took my eyes a few minutes to adjust. While I waited, the sounds of their coupling continued seemingly unaffected by my presence.

CT was not in the room and I suspected that Merle had sent him on his way so he could have my wife to himself. Merle was rocking into her in a slow but deliberate way that brought soft cries of satisfaction from her. Sitting down to watch, it wasn’t long before I realized that they were in fact making love. They whispered to each other so that I couldn’t hear and Erin arms were wrapped around his neck occasionally pulling him to her to kiss. Feeling suddenly very tired, I fell over onto my side on the small couch and before I knew it was asleep.

Awaking some time later, I stood to find the room empty and I instinctively knew that Erin had gone with Merle to sleep in his truck. Undressing and going to the bed, I found a huge wet spot and after trying several positions to stay out of it and failing I finally gave up. The rest of the night was a restless sleep until I finally was brought to full consciousness by light streaming through a crack in the dingy curtains.

I puttered around the room for almost an hour until I heard a knock on the door and opening it found Erin and Merle. Erin looked at me then accepted Merle’s arms who pulled her close to him and gave her a long, deep kiss. When they finally broke, she stepped inside with a final look over her shoulder and I shut the door quickly.

Erin was still dressed in the slutty outfit and reeked of sex. Her beautiful hair was disheveled and her lipstick was long gone. For some reason, I found her utterly desirable.

“What are you doing?” She asked with concern in her voice as I began pulling at her skimpy clothes.

“I want you in bed.” I demanded.

“Baby, I’m all dirty.” She replied trying to avoid my advances.

“Shhh…” I answered finally unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them off her legs finding her without panties. I tossed the shorts on top of her tank top then directed her forcefully to the bed.

As soon as she was on her back, I ripped my own clothes off and with an aching erection, pushed her legs open and penetrated her easily. Her normally snug pussy was now wide open and there was a hot creamy wetness inside her.

“Did you just fuck him?” I demanded to know.

“Yes.” Erin answered looking at me but making none of the sensual sounds I had heard coming from her last night.

“Did he cum in you?” I asked.

“Yes.” She replied without elaboration.

I fucked Erin very fast and within seconds I knew I wasn’t going to make it very long. Less than a minute later, with me crying out and Erin silent, I released my semen to join her lovers in her loosened pussy.

Erin slept in the back seat for most of the way home finally awaking when we were about three hours out. When I pulled over to get gas, I got her a large bottle of water and she got in the front seat next to me.

“Remember, this was a vacation thing. I don’t want any talk about it when we get home.” She said in a stern voice.

“Yes, I agree.” I replied. There would be a time to talk about everything that had occurred but it wasn’t now so I chose the path of least resistance.

“How do you feel?” I asked truly concerned.

“Tired. With a headache. And sore.” She answered.

We drove on mostly in silence and although I could hear text messages coming through on her phone occasionally she ignored them. Fortunately, three days after getting home her period started which was a huge relief for me and although she didn’t say anything I think it was for her too. Amazingly, we fell back into the routine of our daily lives and it was several weeks, about the same time the hickeys finally faded, before we finally talked.

We had just finished making love and were cuddling and holding each other close. I was the one that broached the subject with words that seemed to just appear on my lips.

“You were amazing on our trip.” I whispered to her while nuzzling her neck.

“I guess you’re ready to talk about it.” She replied twisting in my arms until we were face to face.

“Yes, I guess so. I mean we should.” I answered.

“You don’t think your wife’s a tramp?” She asked.

“Hell no! We did it together.” I blurted out quickly not wanting that thought to linger.

“I’m not sure I understand your thinking sweetie. It doesn’t bother you that other men are having sex with me and getting me excited and…and…making me have orgasms? Doesn’t it bother you?” She asked looking straight into my eyes.

I looked directly back at her then kissed her softly on the mouth before responding. “I told you before it’s hard to explain. There are moments when it’s so intense that I want to watch you more than anything. Then sometimes those thoughts leave and I feel strange and guilty.”

“It seems the excitement always wins.” She said stating the obvious.

“I have to say I like watching you. I like knowing there is a part of you that can…uhhh…let go like you did. Besides, these men aren’t threats to me or us. It’s something we did together. Shared together. I mean I wouldn’t want to be doing this all the time but it definitely made the vacation spicy!”

We continued talking and I steered well clear of any judgment of her. Erin became more comfortable as we went and made some admissions of her own. She told me about some thoughts and fantasies she had held since childhood that were so frightening to her that she locked them away and never told anyone. They involved submissive behavior with forceful men which our adventures played right into. This was what she had wanted to tell me in the motel room before Merle knocked. She also admitted that Merle had touched her more than just sexually and that he had been trying to communicate with her but she had ignored his attempts.

“What were you whispering to him about when you were together after the bar?” I asked. That unknown conversation had been bugging me since.

“He asked for something.” Erin answered after a silence. The way she spoke let me know she was reluctant to say.

“What?” I asked now definitely wanting to know.

“He asked me to say something.” I knew she was going to tell me but she was nervous.

“What did he ask for?” I pushed trying not to sound irritated.

With a sigh she said. “He wanted me to ask him to make me pregnant.”

“Did you? I mean … did you? What did you say?” I stammered out while moving so she couldn’t feel my cock stiffen.

I said. “Merle please knock me up.”

“Did you really want him to?” I blurted out.

“No honey. It was just sex talk.” She replied and pulled my arm tighter around her.

“You know it wouldn’t hurt to text him.” I whispered into her ear.

“Calm down big boy.” Erin giggled and I could tell she was sleepy.

We grew silent and with the silence we began drifting off towards some much needed sleep both content that we were honest and forthcoming in our communication.

“I’ll just let you be in charge of vacations.” Were her final words spoken in that hazy place right before sleep which I chose not to argue about.

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