Judith

I told her everything, the sex movies, doing Matt with my mouth, him refusing to do it to me that way, the arguments, my threat, the bet, everything. I ended up confessing that I had no idea what to do now. My sister ever so practical said, "Well you kind of worked yourself into a hole haven't you? The only thing I can see is to do it. Get a man, bring him home, drag him and Matt up to your bed room, drop your panties and have him eat your pussy. And I would suggest you give him a blow job just for good measure. Then tell Matt, 'Now it is your turn. Come over here and honor your side of the bet'.

"Great, just what I needed to hear. Where do I find this guy? Remember it can't be some stranger or Matt will claim I've got an actor or something."

"I shouldn't be telling you this but I know a man. He might be willing. I could ask him. Matt and you know him a little. You've meet him a time or two."

"You know a guy that'll come to my house and have sex with me and I know him? And why do you think he'll do this? And more importantly how do you know such a person?"

"No more. If you want I'll check with him. I'll let you know what he says, if he is interested or not."

Monday evening before Matt came home from work Sandra was on the phone telling me that if I really wanted to go through with this her friend was willing actually excited to spend some quality time with me. He had no problem with Matt being in the room and with us both knowing him there shouldn't be a problem with any him being an actor or anything.

I asked, I begged, I pleaded to know who this person was. Sandra was firm, until I said yes she wasn't sharing his name. She just reassured me he was ok and I would not be disappointed. I told her I wanted to rethink the whole thing and I'd let her know in a day or so.

That night I cuddled with Matt. I massaged his penis over his jeans. I pulled it out and worked him with my hand. When I felt he was getting close I dropped my head and sucked him in. Maybe because we hadn't having sex for a while it didn't take long. Actually it was the first time since the disaster when he forced himself deeper and filled my mouth with his semen.

When I was able to get my mouth clear and able to talk I asked him if he would please do me that way. He offered if I would do him some more and get him hard again he would do me as he put it, 'the proper way'.

In anger I asked, "Do you remember the bet we made?"

"I do. You were going to get some asshole and show me that you could get him to do it to you that way. I'm guessing you now know it isn't going to happen and you want out of the bet. Am I right?"

"No...You...Are...Wrong." And I went to bed hoping he might reconsider. He had one more chance. And he blew it the following night when I asked and I pleaded and he refused. If I didn't love him so much I might have did him bodily harm.

The next day was a Saturday and I went to Sandra's that afternoon. "I want to do it. Who is this guy that is willing? How do we make it happen? Do I make an appointment or some such thing? Come on give me the details. Wait a minute, how do you know about him?"

"Ok, time for a little secret. It's my brother -in-law, Willy. He's been joining me and Frank some nights when we want a little variety in our bed. Every month or so he joins us and we have a really good time."

"OH my god. You're having sex with Willy. Little Willy, he's just barely a man. How? When? Why? Whatever possessed you to do such a thing?"

"Well for openers, Willy is not so little, at least in the cock department. I swear its seven inches long and fat as a polish sausage. It started when he got divorced and was depressed. Frank suggested we try and comfort him and one thing led to another and now it's kind of a regular thing."

"Seven inches, is that even possible? Matt isn't anywhere that big. What does it feel like? Doesn't it hurt? Do you think he would want to do that to me? Do you put him in your mouth? How could it fit?" Catching my breath, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such personal questions. "

"No, it's ok. Why don't we just set things up? If you are really sure this is what you want. I mean really, really sure. After it happens there is no denying it. Think it over tonight. Call me in the morning. And one more thing, if you ever share this with anyone I will never forgive you. You will never be my sister again. Do you understand me?"

I knew Sandra meant every word she said. Back in high school her BFF told everyone she had kissed the school nerd. The ex-friend ended up changing schools to get away from her and to this day if they happen to be in the same store the other one leaves. I watched the ex-friend abandon a full grocery cart in the middle of the checkout lane one time.

That night I gave it one more try and failed one more time. In the morning I call my sister and asked her if she could set up a lunch meeting with Willy someday soon. She called back an hour later and we would be meeting on the next Wednesday at a local grocery that had a sit down deli attached. Oh was I ever nervous.

I was pretending to be eating a salad when Sandra walked up. "One last chance to chance your mind kid."

A minute later Willy was joining us. We had only met a couple of times and I had forgotten him a little. One look brought it all back to me; six foot tall, a crew cut, over a big smile, broad shoulders, a flat stomach in his tight t-shirt, muscular arms, wearing shorts that accented his toned legs. They both wandered off and came back with their lunches. We spent a half an hour with small talk. Me, not knowing how to approach the reason we were meeting and the others letting me squirm.

Bless my sister, "Willy, Judith we all know why we're here. If you two don't mind I'll just sneak out and you guys can work out the details." As she stood she kissed me on the cheek, "Good luck, have fun, I know Willy can be everything you are looking for. He's a great fuck. Enjoy."

Me, I'm sitting there with a red face and wishing I could die. Trying to be brave I blurted out, "She can certainly be blunt sometimes. I hope she didn't embarrass you. I could crawl in a hole myself."

"We don't have to do this if you've changed your mind. You are very attractive and I'd love to get in bed with you but only if it's what you want. And I pray your husband won't grab a gun and shoot me or you or both of us."

He waited and ate several bites of his sandwich before continuing, "Sandra indicated your having trouble getting him to, should I say performs up to your expectations. I also know that you are kind of aware of what transpires between her and I and Frank on occasion. Believe me whatever happens or doesn't happen I will never tell a soul about this. Just as Sandra has assured me that you will be as silent."

I finally got enough courage to tell him my thoughts and my problems and what I felt I was entitled to. He held my hand and assured me that from what he had heard and understood it would be a pleasure to help me on this journey. We made a plan. I invited him to dinner the following Saturday. Matt would be home and I would tell him that I had invited a guest, would he please stop a pick up a bottle of good wine on his way home from his morning golf game. He seemed a little surprised when I told him who it was and even more surprised when I said he was bringing any one with him.

When Willy was knocking at the door I asked Matt to please let him in, dinner was ready to come out of the oven so please maybe get a beer or whatever and have him join you in the living room while I set things up. I joined them in the living room and you should have seen the look on Matt's face when I gave Willy a kiss on the cheek. Dinner was a success. Matt loves my pot roast.

After dinner we moved into the living room and I asked for another glass on wine. When Matt returned from the dining room with my glass I was sitting on the couch close to Willy. Real close to Willy, almost in his lap.

"Why not grab the easy chair Matt. I thought we could talk a bit."

He gave me the strangest look before he sat down across the room from us. I decided there was no time like the present. "Do you remember the bet Matt? The one where you said I couldn't find a man that would give me what I had been asking you for? Where if I won you would give me what I wanted, when I wanted it and as often as I wanted it? Where if I lost I would do for you what you wanted and when you wanted it and as often as you wanted? In polite society it is cunnilingus and fellatio and I think the common words are oral sex. I get my pussy licked and sucked until I come and blow job where I suck your cock until you shoot in my mouth."

I waited and let the words soak in. Matt's mouth hung open and his eyes where big. "You lost Matt. Willy here is going to give me what you have been denying me. We are going up to the bed room. You are going to sit in the chair and Willy and I are going to get naked. We are going to kiss and touch each other. I'm going to suck his penis, I mean his cock and then he's going to go down between my legs and kiss and lick my vagina. And when I'm ready he's going to suck my clitoris until I orgasm all over his face. Then he's going to have intercourse, fuck me, until I hopefully have another orgasm. I may suck him again to get him up one more time so he can demonstrate that it is possible for a man to have more than one orgasm in a night. And you are going to sit there quite like a mouse and watch. Any questions Matt? Good."

We did all that I told Matt we would do and then we did more. I have to give him credit, Matt didn't object. When I was giving Willy his first blow job, I love that expression, so much better than fellatio, it just rolls of my tongue he sat and watched and rubbed the bulge in his slacks a little. Cunnilingus was all I expected it to be. Lots and lots better than my fingers could ever do. His seven inches filled me up till I thought I might split wide open. I had never considered doing it with Matt behind me. I should have after seeing it on some of those movies we used to watch. If you haven't, try it its lots of fun.

I had several little orgasms and three really big ones. Two from Willy and his magic tongue and when I told Matt it was time to start paying off his bet I had my third one. I should have asked him how he felt cleaning up after Willy had spilled a load in my vagina, oops, I mean my pussy. I' m going to have to learn all these new words. But in hindsight it was best not to rub salt in the wound.

As Willy was dressing after we took a shower together I asked Matt, "How does it feel to be a cuckold, a man that's watched his wife being fucked by another man?"

"Don't be cruel Judith. I'm sure that we won't have to do this again, as much as I would love to. You are a fantastic woman. I loved this. And please, please if the urge hits give me a call. I'll be here in a heartbeat. Matt, if I may, treat this woman of yours with the kindness and respect and care that she deserves. She gives the best blow jobs ever. So you be sure and do her back with all your heart."

This ends this tale. Matt and I had both learned a great deal. And he honored his end of the bet. After going on a splurge for a few weeks of getting my pleasures several times a night I settled down to a few trips down happy trails a week. And I returned the favor as often as he asked and sometimes just because I wanted to. What's not to love? A hot hard cock filling you mouth with all that wonderful cream. If you are wondering I found size wasn't all that big a deal. With skill one is just as good as the other. At least that's my opinion.

The end