Hi again another story for you all, Disclaimer first though no Lucy action in this one. As some of you regular readers may know, I’ve returned to education to pursue a postgraduate masters. I’m away from home three nights a week and Lucy has told me to live the ‘college life’, easier said than done I’m afraid when your a married guy in your late 30s but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth. Now I’m no stranger to sleeping with other women besides Lucy, but ever time Lucy has been the initial instigator. So after a couple false starts and missed opportunity I was finally able to make use of my ‘hall pass’ with my young classmate Chloe.
Chloe was the youngest in our small group at around 23 or 24, she was tall, slim, small breasted, tight lil ass and covered in tattoos, piercings and resting bitchface. Her thick black hair framed her porcelain face and she always wore a pair of thick black framed glasses with a bright coloured lipstick to top off her badass don’t mess with me style. Every outfit was accompanied with leather and/or biker boots, a mix of biker chick, goth, punk rocker and Rosa Diaz all rolled into one. She wasn’t my usual type, however she had this allure to her that I couldn’t resist. Heads turned when she walked passed, she was intimidating and guys turned into little boys when they tried approached her and she knew it.
We didn’t talk much for the first couple of weeks at college, but she did catch me checking her out a couple of times. Eventually I struck up a conversation with her and we have been hanging out ever since, at first it was just friendly chatting between classes. Then it turned into getting lunch together and helping each other study, her hard don’t mess with me shell began to crack and she started to be more comfortable around me.
Weeks go by and there is little to no moving outa the friend zone, until late one evening I get a call from her. Asking me to come pick her up from a friends house, she wasn’t to far away and I wanted an excuse to take a study break so I jumped in my car and went and got her. She had had a few drinks and needed help to get into the car, I didn’t realise she was so drunk when she called. I drove her home and help her into her house and made sure she was ok, had water and everything she needed. As I was walking out she grabbed my hand and pulled me back “You can stay if you want” she blurted out as she threw herself into my arms. I politely declined as I wasn’t going to take advantage of her, she suddenly jumped up and started apologising and quickly ran into bedroom. All I could hear was her cursing loudly to herself as I made my swift exit.
Next day she wasn’t in class, it wasn’t like her to miss any days but I assumed she was to hung over to come in. That evening I thought I best check is she ok and messaged her, no reply. About an hour later my phone starts buzzing, it was Chloe. She had wrote the longest wall of text I’ve ever seen by text, it was her apologising for what happened. She was to embarrassed to come into class after she drunkenly threw herself at me, I was surprised she remembered. Followed by a long rant about her exboyfriend, ex friends and guys in general. I told her not to worry, that it was all ok. I called her and we spoke all night, mostly me just listening to her problems.
After those events she began to act different around me, more flirty and joking more. Inviting me to parties and hanging out with some of her other friends. During one of these parties someone decided to play everyone’s favourite game ‘never have I ever’, and of course it quickly turns to sex and then a competition to out do me and my wife. Eventually the group decide that I’m bullshitting them and get bored of the game, but Chloe wants to know more. She quizzes me about my answers and I’m more than happy to tell her everything she wants to know. Threesomes – check, Bdsm – check, wife swapping – check, Public – check, Shes was not sure to believe me or not and called bullshit like the rest. But I can tell that she was intrigued and she slyly made comments about it now and again over the next few weeks. I kept telling her the truth that Lucy was cool with everything but she laughed it off each time.
So fast forward to last week, our class decides to organise a Christmas night out before we finish up for the holidays. A nice meal out, then some drinks in a local bar was the plan. I was late to arrive for dinner, but luckily Chloe had saved me a seat beside her. She was wearing a shiny black dress, red leather biker jacket, black heels, her signature black glasses, red lipstick and to top it all of a red Santa hat. ‘No biker boots’ I joked as I sat down, ‘screw you’ she answered back with a slight squeeze of my thigh. As the meal went on and the drinks began to flow, Chloe’s hand started to wonder further and further up my thigh. After the meal and the first bar the group slowly began to dwindle, with each new round of drinks the group lost more and more people. Chloe decided that she wanted to sneak off to a more lively bar, I was happy to go with her as our group was getting boring.
We staggered our way to the rock bar that she wanted to go to, laughing and joking about the night so far. When we arrived I got us some shots and more drinks, Chloe found a secluded table in the corner and motioned me over to her. We were both drunk at this stage and Chloe began to get very flirty and handsy, ‘so your wife is ok with you fooling around?’ She asked with a look in her eye that told me she only hand one thing on her mind. ‘Yeah, it was her idea’ I told her. ‘Sounds like bullshit to me, but I don’t care if your are telling the truth or not’ she exclaimed as she pulled me in and wildly began to make out with me. It was sloppy and messy, her pierced tongue exploring my mouth rapidly. My hand dropped down to message her upper thigh and she quickly got up on to her feet and grabbed my hand, leading me towards the toilets. She pushed her way through the crowd, dragging me behind her until we reached the ladies toilets. Her no nonsense attitude and don’t mess with me stare got us to the front of the que, as she barged into the next free cubical and swiftly locked the door behind her.
She pushed me back against the door and again her tongue was invading my mouth and our hands began to explore each other’s bodies, the sounds of sneers and protest of the other girls filled the air. The next thing I remember was Chloe had dropped down in front of me and was struggling to undo my belt buckle, people were now banging on the door but neither of us cared as I release my fully erect cock from my pants. Chloe wasted no time in wrapping her bright red lips around my cock, it was fast and furious. Slurping up and down my shaft, flicking her pierced tongue around my head. ‘I bet your wife doesn’t suck your dick this good’ she proudly announced as she attempted to take my full length into her mouth with a loud gag. It was a sight to behold, her plump red lips, bold black makeup, those glasses and still in her Santa hat. The crowd outside still cheering and jeering as Chloe carried on regardless, I’m sure they could hear everything, the sucking, slurping, and gagging. She then hopped back up and wiped the drool from her chin, turned around and bent over grabbing the top of the toilet. Looking back over her shoulder at me and shaking her lil ass at me ‘What you waiting for’, I didn’t need to be told anymore. I got behind her and quickly hiked up her skirt and pulled her bright red panties to the side and with one large thrust I was fully inside her. She moaned loudly as I pumped in and out of her hard and fast, I dunno how long it was but soon there was a heavy thump on the door and a loud male voice telling use to get out. Then the door swung open and two bouncers kindly kicked us out of the bar.
Things are a bit hazy from here on out but I’ll try my best to remember the details. We both bust out laughing on the street outside the bar as we waited for a taxi, soon we were in Chloe’s apartment. Tearing each other’s clothes off as we stumbled into the bedroom, she insisted on keeping the hat on. She pushed me back onto the bed and seductively crawled her way towards my cock, her furious blowjob skills were in full swing again. I helped her out by grabbing her Santa hat and controlling her rhythm, much to her delight as she locked eyes with me and I watch as my cock slide effortlessly in and out of her mouth. Next thing I remember is fucking her doggystyle, her screams as I rammed her echoed in my ears. I vaguely recall her riding me cowgirl, pinning my arms down with her hands while she played with my wedding ring on my finger. Her ridding, moaning, screaming and dirty talking was the last memory I have.
I woke up the next morning in a daze, initially I couldn’t recall anything, where I was, how I got there etc. It took me a couple of seconds to realise what was going on, my head was banging and my throat was dry. I turned to see a naked Chloe passed out beside me and the memories came rushing back, the room stank of sweat, booze and sex. I fumbled my way to the kitchen to get a much needed drink of water, on my way back I surveyed the carnage of the room. A trail of clothes leading towards the bed, empty cans of beer on the bedside locker, multiple used condoms and Chloe still knocked out on the bed. I got back into bed to rest my spinning head and must have fell back asleep again, I dunno how long for but next thing I remember is being woken by my phone buzzing. It was Lucy ringing, I declined the call and texted her back ‘Mission Accomplished‘ she then sent a wave of excited texts asking for all the details. I spent the next 20-30 min texting back and forth all the details I could remember, while Chloe was still sleeping beside me.
Eventually Chloe woke up, she too was in a daze. I gave her some water and she looked confused at first, ’thought you would be long gone’ she joked as she throw back the water, she looked around the room and back at me ‘guess we had a good night’ she laughed. Turns out the last thing she remembered was getting kicked out of the bar, I filled her in on what I could remember and helped her recall the events after that. ‘So what you going to tell your wife?’ She asked nervously, ‘don’t worry about that’ I told her. She wasn’t convinced and questioned again, ‘I told you Lucy knows everything and is ok with it’ I told her again. ‘That’s bullshit and you know it’ she protested ‘that’s just what married men say to get in other girls pants‘ she added. I handed her my phone to show her the messages between me and Lucy, she scrolled through them slowly then commented ‘either these are fake or your wife sounds amazing’. I took the phone off her and sent a message back to Lucy ‘she’s waking up now, what now?’ Instantly she replied back ‘Remember that roleplay we did last month on the phone? That would be hot af’. I turned to Chloe and said ‘they look fake now?’ She only replied ‘What Ropeplay?’ With a sly grin on her face.
Ok this got way longer than I expected, I’ll post part two in couple of days. Hope you all enjoy Chloe because looks like there could be more stories with her soon, fingers crossed.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egr6r9/my_wife_lucy_gives_me_a_hall_pass
That was an incredibly hot read! Thanks for sharing, and I’m looking forward to the next part!