Part 2
Vicki and Will
After a long bath and shower, Vicki felt much better. Again, since her bush had been shaved, she went ahead and removed the stubble till she gauged her husbands reaction. She was gonna try telling him she’d packed the wrong swimsuit for her trip, picking up one that was cut so high in the crotch nothing but a complete shave would prevent pubes from showing. She had two, one Earl had bought her on their first “getaway” and one her husband had bought after seeing her in the first. At first she thought she looked atrocious in both. Her preferred one piece looked similar color wise to the two piece her husband had got her. It was the best she could come up with. She wanted the explanation, as it was, delt with and over with tonight. Same with the all over tan. Looking at herself in the mirror, it was more noticeable than she first thought. Not a copper tone tan by any means, but Will would notice and she’d have to explain. She doubted she’d get away with either. After her bath, she intended to dress in a simple, short white camisole top and white boy shorts panties. It would show off her darker complexion and start the conversation. When it was over, it would be over, she hoped, but then she discovered she had left her phone in the car.
From the bedroom, she called out to Will, asking if he’d go out and get it for her since she wasn’t dressed. A bit tired himself, he still got up and went out to retrieve it from her car. When he opened the drivers door and the interior light came on, the bits of sawdust scattered on the seat and floor caught his eye. “What the hell is with all the sawdust” he asked himself. “Did they go to the beach ? maybe they went to a fairground ?…whatever”. He’d asked her later.
Back in the house, he took the phone to her. She was standing at her vanity, applying lotion to her breasts, and legs, one leg resting on the stool. He couldn’t help noticing her darker skin tone. Next, as she turned towards him, he saw, once again, she was shaved smooth. Smiling somewhat sheepishly, she said “well, what do you think”. Her stomach was in knots as he stared at her before finally speaking. “Honestly, I don’t quite know what to say”. “Do you like the “new me”?, spinning around to give him a good look. She tried to ask in a joking tone. She wasn’t sure this going so well. “Sure, you’re just full of surprises when you go off on these trips aren’t you ?”, he replied, with a forced smile.
Swallowing hard, she felt she’d better offer her explanation… now…get it over with, and see what happens, as she had decided. She sat on the bed, not bothering to dress first. She wanted him to look at her, form an opinion as she told her story, all lies of course. She felt a lump form in her throat and tears welling in her eyes. She hated telling Will lies, but she just couldn’t tell him the truth. She felt so exposed, almost embarrassed sitting there naked in front of him. It seemed so odd for her to feel that way. She hoped she could get through it without breaking down.
She offered her explanations in a light hearted manner, smiling, joking about how Diane talked her into joining her in the tanning beds, totally naked. “Our husbands will be thrilled, don’t you think?” Then expanding on how throughout their friendship she had always talked her into doing outlandish things. Then she went right into how she had discovered she had picked up the wrong swimsuit, thinking she had grabbed her favorite, modest, one piece and finding out at the last minute she’d packed her “barely there” bikini. It had slipped her mind that she had left the one piece on the floor in Ben and colleens room, ripped and soiled.
Other wise, she had been oddly silent about her trip and what she and her friend had done. The few times she called, she was vague about their activities and the few pics she sent were generic looking beach pics. None showing them together.
Nevertheless, as she lay there on her back on the bed, one leg propped up, with one hand lightly caressing her smooth pussy, he was getting extremely turned on. She had always been very reluctant to touch herself before, even when prodded to do so. Now, she seemingly absentmindedly stroked her slit top to bottom, lingering over her clit, moving her middle finger in tight little circles as she told her tale. It reminded a bit of the way she used to tease him when they met. Telling tantalizing stories about other guys she’d been with, the things they used to do, positions they fucked her in. Both of them getting turned on as she recalled her adventures. She was offering herself to him now, and he didn’t resist her advances. Coming out of his clothes, he lay down beside her. She climbed on top of him snd eased herself down on his hard cock. After she settled herself, she started rocking back and forth, back and forth, the same bucking motion as if she was riding a galloping horse, quickening her pace until she was throwing herself backwards and forwards, deep guttural sounds welling up from her throat and escaping her mouth. Finally she collapsed on top of him, gasping for air. When she had recovered a bit, she lifted her head, and smiled at him, saying “now I’ve got to get all cleaned up again. As she headed for the bathroom Will thought to himself her pussy felt different, looser, as if something larger had recently been there. It wasn’t just the absence of hair. The thought made him smile and made his spent cock stir a bit yet again.
Ever since Vicki told him about the the well liked and respected maintenance supervisor for the school system groping her on a few occasions just before he retired, he had fantasized about “what if”? He still remembered very well the day she came in from school right after it happened. She sat down at the kitchen island, pouring herself a glass of wine first, and didn’t speak until she’d drank a half glass or more. She was so concerned he was gonna go into a rage and cause trouble. But to the contrary, the more she told him the more turned on he got. Of course he tried to be sympathetic, not laughing it off, but mad ? Not hardly…. lol. She was visibly relieved when he didn’t go ballistic. Loosening up some over the second glass of wine and providing more details. And when it happened a second time, and a third, she came right home and told him about it. Each time, it made him hard as she detailed exactly how he molested her. It turned him on so much, he actually considered talking to him about it the time Vicki had gone away with his DIL to a teachers conference. Not to cause trouble, but to gather more sordid details, from his viewpoint. Then just last week when she joined her friend at the beach for a week, his imagination ran wild. He would lie in bed naked and play with his cock, fantasizing about her being off somewhere with Earl, getting fucked every way imaginable. Again he considered riding out to his shop and seeing if he could catch him there, maybe have a few beers before bringing it up. But he really didn’t know him that well, beyond all the glowing things about how wonderful he was that Vicki had told him through the years… before the groping incident. In fact, he had only seen him once, in church, months after he had groped her, and just before the teachers conference.
His DIL, Lisa had insisted he come to watch one of his grand kids in a play one Sunday. They all came in together, Lisa, her husband Steve, Earls son, Earl and his wife. They sat a couple rows in front of him and Vicki. As they made their way to sit down, Earl looked back and saw Vicki and Will. He flashed a momentary sly grin, as if to say, “your wife makes me hard”, and to her, “I remember how your ass feels”.
Knowing what he knew about Vicki getting groped by him, it really got his imagination going. That, and all the odd circumstances when she returned from her little getaways.
Arthur Lee and Mr. Earl
Arthur could hardly believe what he had happened up on at Earl’s shop. There was no doubt in his mind about what he had interrupted. They were both soaking wet and flushed. The sweat was beginning to soak through Vicki’s thin shirt, he could clearly see her nipples showing and the outline of her breasts, almost like a wet t-shirt contest, he thought with a grin. Earl’s shirt, on the other hand was soaked through. Vicki definitely seemed nervous, and Earl’s feeble attempt to explain things away by saying he was gonna do some work for them didn’t fool him for a minute. But Vicki ! Fucking around on Will ! With Earl ? That was wild, almost unbelievable.
Except for the good natured (?) ribbing they both took while Earl was working at the schools. Arthur’s wife was also a teacher, and there was talk among teachers about how much time he spent in her room making “repairs”. All in good fun, of course.
Earl pulled in a few minutes behind Arthur. His wife was away visiting her sister again, so no one else was home. They went inside and Arthur swapped out the TV receiver, solving Earl’s issue. Then Arthur, with a big grin said, “Did I see what I thought I saw back at your shop ?” There was no denying it. Earl saw him looking in through the window in the back door just before he opened it. He was latched onto Vicki’s hips keeping her from moving while he pumped the last of his load in her. Arthur had actually held back a minute, giving Vicki time to grab up her clothes and begin dressing.
“you know damn good and well you did” Earl answered with his own big grin. “And you’d better keep your mouth shut!” Knowing that was gonna be impossible for him to do. Arthur was already thinking of ways to drop little hints to Will. He really got off doing things like that. He was as two faced as they came. Finally realizing that was what ended Wills friendship with him. “Well, I’ll be damned! you go Earl ! I’d like to get some of that myself !”
“Hmm…” Earl said after a minute. “That might can be arranged if you can keep quiet about what you saw”. “Hey, my lips are sealed” Arthur replied, grinning ear to ear. “Ok,” Earl told him, “I’ll get back with you, thanks for fixing the TV”.
“No problem buddy, I’ll be expecting to hear from you!”
As Arthur drove away, he could feel his cock getting hard as he thought about what just transpired. He would keep quiet till he heard from Earl. But so far as fucking Vicki was concerned, he thought not. He had a strange way of looking at cheating on his wife. He’d never have intercourse with another woman. That would be wrong. But it didn’t rule out several other things. As soon as Earl set it up, he’d get in touch with a few friends.
End of Part 2
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