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.After breakfast, Jack went to the car and got the typewriter he had left there, and went intohis study to write.In spite of the neighbors, the tree-cutting man across the way, the excavation for thesewer, he still managed to work, and work well.The words seemed to flow from him as his sperm had,hot and fast and never-ending.He was flushed with the success of finally getting into his book, of actuallyaccomplishing what he wanted to say on paper.He stopped for lunch, exhausted, but still envelopedwith the glow of mutual adoration with his wife.As he was eating, the phone rang.Adie answered it and said after a pause: "Oh, Sue? Yes, Jack is here.Wait a minute." Adie handed the receiver to Jack, adding, "It's the Masons!"Jack jerked slightly, but spoke to Sue."Hello.""Hi, Jack," the woman's voice purred over the line, "I wanted to see how everything was.I hope youdon't mind.""No, not at all.In fact, things are going excellently.I've really been able to settle down to write.""Wonderful! And.the other?"Jack pursed his lips, wondering what to say to her."Well I.I have to admit that after you left, Adieand I.talked it out, and I guess I was a bit hasty in my words to you and Bob.""You just talked?" she prodded."Is that all?""No.""Good.I'd hate to think we had broken up your marriage." "Don't worry.If anything, you have broughtus closer together.I really must apologize for the way I acted.I do like you and Bob, and Adie feels thesame way.""We were worried, Bob and I.After all, we want you to be our friends, too, and we were afraid youheld what happened against us." Sue hesitated, pausing with the timing of a pro, and then said: "Wouldyou like to come over tonight?""l, uh, I don't know.""For bridge.You and Adie did say you liked to play, didn't you?" "Yes, we did.Let me ask and see ifshe would like to." Jack put his hand over the receiver and turned to his wife."Adie, would you like togo over to the Mason's this evening for bridge?"Adie looked at Jack, her expression one of consternation "Does that mean.Are we supposed to.?"Jack shrugged."We were invited for bridge.That's all we have to do.I'll see to that."She nodded."Yes, then I would like to.I haven't played bridge in ages.Besides, after last night, I think it is something we ought to do.We have.changed.""Yes, we have," Jack said, then into the phone he spoke, "Sue? Yes, we would like to come overtonight for a game of bridge." "You want to fuck me too, Jack?" she whispered throatily, "Do you wantto put that huge prick of yours in my pussy again?" Jack felt fire burn through him in sudden, startledarousal.God damn, she was a nymphomaniac! She couldn't be satisfied by one man, or two, or perhapsa dozen! His loins began to smoulder and he could tell that he was beginning to turn red in the face withthe heat of her words.He took one quick, guilty look at his still smiling wife and then cooly said,"Wouldn't mind it, if I do say so, Sue.When should we come?" Sue laughed at the double meaning."Together, silly, I'll suck you if you want.I'll take all your cum in my mouth, and lick up any that spills.Like that?""Very much!" Jack felt some of his suaveness slipping away and his cock began edging into erectionalong his trouser leg."Six o'clock, then?" "Six will be fine, lover.More time to play that way.I'll even fixa snack, if you don't mind leftovers." Her words were like caressing fingers on his passions, and after shehung up, he was still aware of her presence.He felt the aching pangs of desire surging through his loins,and shakily he told Adie of this evenings plans - minus any mention of Sue's provocative suggestions.* * *Adie dressed with care, deciding on a simple white wool sheath and gold accessories which highlightedher well formed legs and firm, proud breasts to their utmost.As she slipped on her pantyhose, shemused at the tantalizing thought of what might, what possibly could happen tonight with Bob, and shepaused to lick her lips and rub her palms down her smooth, bare skin, feeling the touch of licentiousness,of pure animal wantonness.And Bob Mason did indeed like the way she was dressed.He was standing on the front porch of hismansion, drink in hand, as she and Jack got out of their car that evening.He grinned at Adie, almost asthough he were stripping her naked with his gaze, and at first she blushed and dropped her eyes, butthen she found new strength and she raised her face to his in pert boldness."You're late," Mason said jovially."Fashionably so," Jack replied, shaking Mason's proferred hand."You know how women are aboutgetting ready."Again Mason ran his lewd, lust perverted eyes over the compact dress on Adie, and he chuckled low inhis throat."It was worth it, Jack.Your wife certainly is beautiful."The three of them walked inside, and Sue greeted Adie and Jack as she stepped from the kitchen.Shewore a sarong of silk, tied in the middle by a thin belt.It seemed to Jack that the only thing holding it onwas the belt, and if it were loosened, the full, ripe body of this seductive female would be open to hispagan desires.As she walked toward them, he could also tell she wore no bra - possibly no panties,either - underneath, and the short skirt portion was barely below the soft swell of her proud thighs.Atwitch of his cock made him jerk from the dream-like reaction he had at her presence, and he turned toMason, saying: "Your wife is just as beautiful, Bob.That's quite an outfit." "Oh this?" Sue retorted withmodesty, "This is something I just threw on.You know how one likes to be comfortable around thehouse.And this is an informal get-together, isn't it?""Mmmmmmm," Adie said, sniffing the air."What a delicious aroma.What are you cooking?" She smiledat Sue, an open and admiring expression, no longer jealous of the other woman's physical possession ofJack.Not with Bob Mason so close at hand, she thought."It's about ready to serve.I thought wemight play after a snack, and so I whipped up something from the tongue we had for supper last night.I sliced it thickly crossway, spread the slices with mustard, dipped them in melted butter and breadcrumbs and am grilling them.I was just putting the finishing touches on the sauce diable." "Soundsabsolutely delicious," Jack said expansively."Write down the recipe for Adie, would you?""Be glad to," Sue replied, "Only wait to see if you like it.I served tongue a la diable one night, and aguest told me she never ate anything which came out of an animal's mouth." "How stupid!" Adie said, "Iwould have offered her eggs, if it had been me!"They all laughed, and the evening commenced on a good note
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