Pilar and I stayed in bed and enjoyed each other with occasional breaks to wash up until lunchtime, when we got up and had a civilized, leisurely lunch at the dining room table. Pilar kissed me goodbye sweetly and made a date for our next day together. I went home exhausted and on fire, drained of virginal ignorance and full of the memories of Pilar giving herself freely to me and taking me in every way imaginable.
At home, I relaxed on the couch with a cup of coffee. After a while I roused myself to look at the course catalog for the upcoming summer session and found both introductory Spanish and a yoga class; I looked further and saw that there was, of all things, an early-evening art history class. Smiling, I decided to take all three so that Pilar would have at least slightly more sophisticated conversations with me in the future.
Two days later I met Rex after work for a beer. When we finished, we left the pub separately and made our way to a clearing in the woods in a park nearby. In the twilight he knelt before me and deep-throated me in two bobs, working me expertly until I was on edge. He pulled back and said, “You liked it when I buggered you, didn’t you?”
I had to admit I did, not being given to lying in the throes of passion, and added, “But I thought you two agreed…”
He smiled, “What Pilar doesn’t know needn’t bother her.”
“I’m not sure you should…”
“You remember what happened. You repay me, we’re all quits. Keep your mouth shut, it doesn’t have to quit.”
That didn’t follow, but as Pilar had already given herself to me the same way I realized I didn’t have much leg to stand on, so I shrugged and thought, “It’s your funeral,” and less than thirty seconds after Rex rewarded my acquiescence by burying his nose in my pubic hair, I exploded fast and hard down his swallowing throat. He stood up, bent me over a tree stump, and used my ass mercilessly, clearly intoxicated by the thrill of cheating on Pilar. The vigor of his passion soon had me on the edge, and when his sperm shot hot and thick into my bowels, I quickly pulled away to fuck him equally hard.
As I entered him I said, “Now I’ll fuck you as hard as I fuck Pilar,” not adding, “and in the same way,” and he groaned in anticipation and soon screamed as our orgasms hit simultaneously, his sperm splashing all over the ground as I tried to churn his ass to butter.
He came back to my apartment and washed up, and after a heated, rushed sixty-nine left to return to Pilar. I sat on the couch drained once again and realized that while the sex with Rex was hot and satisfying, my affair with Pilar meant more to me; it was a fulfillment of every romantic dream as well as sexual desires, and then my stomach clenched with guilt as I thought about my allowing Rex to break their arrangement so casually. However, being inexperienced in such things I didn’t come to an answer but just sat flummoxed by the whole situation, and, as almost always happens in such circumstances, ended up kicking the can down the road.
Three evenings later I met Pilar as agreed and rode with her to a museum. She was dressed conservatively and elegantly, and I was intoxicated anew by her shining eyes and silky jet black hair, not to mention the form discernable under her clothes of the short, plump, soft body that before I met her would have seemed average at best. She led me through the exhibits for two hours, stopping often to speak in a low voice of the paintings she liked best. “Look at her,” she said of one. “Elegant, no?”
“Yes, very. Sumptuous.”
“Now look at her face, just her face. So young, almost a little scared.”
“Yes.”
“A lesson for when you meet women in the future. We dress like peacocks for a reason. Focus on her eyes and her mouth. That will tell you what you need to know.” She then looked me fearlessly in the eyes and dared me to look away first, devouring my eyes and letting me see her desire. She finally looked away with a smile, and when we went to the next painting, she talked instead about cornucopias in still-lifes.
We went to a pub for dinner and talked about our childhoods as, as she put it, two Americans of different types, and finally seemed a little shy once she had paid the bill and we had nothing else to do but walk to the car. I offered her my elbow and she put her arm through it gratefully, resting her breast familiarly against my arm, and when we got to the car she said, “It’s not a restaurant I go to regularly, so no one knows me there. I have a treat for next time.”
“Thank you for tonight. It was my best date ever.”
She turned her head to me and smiled happily, making me giddy, and said, “Your best date yet, you mean.”
I laughed and nodded and she shook her head slightly when I started to lean in. “Not here. Wait a bit.” She started the car and drove us to a deserted parking lot behind a small business that was closed and dark. I leaned in and thought of nothing but her soft body against me as her soft lips devoured me and her arms held me tightly. She kissed me frantically and pulled away long enough to move over to my side. She unzipped my pants as I reached under her skirt and up her soft thighs to find nothing between my fingers and her drenched entrance. She settled herself on me and took me inside her to the hilt in one smooth movement.
We kissed passionately as she moved slowly on me. “Make it last, darling,” she whispered. “We can have all the play we want tonight, but I want you inside me long and slow right now. You can undress me later. I need this, it, right now. Just the crucial part, what our bodies are designed for, dressed like two colleagues on break, but joined under our clothes. Are you glad I’m your first?”
I whispered, “I’m the proudest man alive.”
“Doesn’t it fill you with awe that you are actually inside my body? That I’m taking you inside me? That it feels so good when you push into me and withdraw and then push back in?”
“I never thought a woman would want to take me inside her.”
“I do, more than anything in the world right now. Having you inside of me makes me want to sing.”
She continued moving on top of me, staring into my eyes as she took me deep inside her, thrusting hard and harder down onto me, her plump breasts swinging under her bra as her soft muscular body glided under my arms. The car was filled with her scent and the squishing of her juices around me and her ragged breath, and she whispered, “I’m about to come. Watch my face. It’s your present. Remember me forever.”
She battered me with her hips as she worked herself on my cock, and she let me see all the desire and lust she felt as she stared into my eyes. After a minute her climax swept over her, causing her to clamp down hard on my cock as she went rigid in my arms, a low keening coming from her throat, and my greedy eyes devoured every second of her passion.
When she had come, I lifted her up and turned her around and let her settle herself onto me again. I reached down and rubbed her clit lightly as I worked back and forth inside her; she held tightly onto the dashboard as I took my pleasure, turning the rear view mirror so she could watch my face as I stared into her eyes in it, and far too soon my cock spewed deep inside her spasming cunt.
She leaned back against me and let me hold her as I slowly wilted inside her. “When I was a girl, I never thought a gorgeous man like you would ever want such a short little body. Pudgy and bulging, thick hips, no pinched waist. Oh yes, my tits, I knew men would like them, but the rest of me was so plain. You never saw a body like mine in the fashion magazines or the men’s magazines, not the ones I saw. I can never get enough of how hot I make you. Did you ever like a body like mine before you met me?”
“Yes, sometimes.”
She turned her head to look at me. “Really?”
“Yes, though nothing like once I met you. When I met you, I could tell immediately that your body is so small and compact that all your passion and lust is concentrated in a powerhouse. Your body always feels like it’s ready to explode all over me with all the pressure it’s built up inside.”
“You actually like my body…”
“I want to take you every time I see you. Push you down and spread you out and fuck your pussy until we both pass out.”
She chuckled, “Well, straighten up, we need to go home.”
As she drove, I asked, “Do you think that, that our bodies are designed just for my cock to be inside you?”
She laughed, “Our bodies are designed for whatever I want you to do to me.”
I reached over to hold her knee, then moved my hand up between her thighs to find a handkerchief in the way. “Sorry, mi ami, I don’t want to have to clean this skirt more than it already needs.”
Soon enough we were to their house and she held my arm as we entered. Rex came out of the kitchen and said, “Ah, love, you’re home.”
“Yes, we had a wonderful evening.”
He kissed her and she said quietly, “Such a hard cock! I’m blessed tonight,” and knelt before him. She turned to me and winked over her shoulder, so I moved behind her and lifted her skirt. As she unzipped him, I unzipped myself, and then I slowly entered her as she took Rex into her mouth.
She was drenched and hot, still on fire from our earlier coupling and her husband’s lust, and she easily took my length as I pushed into her. He groaned and put his hands on her head, and I stroked slowly back and forth as she circled her hips.
I watched as Rex’s head fell back, and I knew from his reactions that he was close from the rushed breathing and quick short thrusts I knew so well from pleasuring his cock. Pilar tightened around me and launched into orgasm as Rex launched his seed into her throat, and with a groan I let myself go and joined them as their climaxes ended.
Pilar stood up and leaned against Rex as she caught her breath; I joined her and she put her other arm around my waist. “Short and sweet and hot,” she said, and at the same time Rex and I said, “Like you.” We all laughed and Rex kissed her and said, “Have a good night, you two.”
After he kissed us goodnight and went into the guest room, Pilar and I went to wash up and then curled up on the bed to kiss. She still tasted slightly of Rex’s cum, and the thought of another man’s woman hot and alive for me made me harden while leaving me astonished. I pushed her back onto the bed after removing her clothes and kissed her deeply, and as she responded I kissed and licked down to her breasts, and then over the next ten minutes to her hairy mound.
I knelt above her, looking at the hairs at the join of her thighs, and she chuckled as she slowly spread them for me to let me see her flushed lips and smell her thick odor. I ran my fingers lightly over her lips as she circled her hips slightly.
“You love my pussy, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You love seeing a pussy wet just for you, don’t you?”
“Of course.”
“Kiss her a long time.”
And so I did. After twenty minutes and three climaxes, she pushed my face away and said, “Your turn.” She pushed me back and took my throbbing cock into her mouth, looking up into my eyes as she tried every trick she could think of to pleasure me. I held off to make the pleasure last, and eventually, her fingers circled my asshole. I spread my thighs and felt her pushing inside, and she pulled my cock from her mouth when I said, “I’m close.”
She watched me with a smile as she worked her fingers inside me, and when they were into the lowest knuckle took my cock into her throat as her fingers worked inside me. I groaned and let myself go, thrusting up into her mouth as her fingers fucked me firmly. After a minute I exploded, draining into her as she swallowed every drop.
I lay there exhausted, and after she washed her fingers came back and lay down next to me. “Rex loves that, you know. He taught me that as part of his long-range plan to get me to let him do that to me. After I got used to doing it to him, seeing how crazy it made him come, he then started playing with mine while we were sixty-nining. Just playing with the ring at first, tongue and finger. The first couple of times I was embarrassed, but I liked it, and the next time he started pushing one finger inside. He was slow and careful and soon I liked that too. Then he discovered how to make me come that way, and then four months after he started I let him inside me.”
I just looked at her and she smiled and said in a low, quiet voice, “And what Rex doesn’t know won’t hurt him, you know.” She reached down and started playing with my hardening cock. “Yes, I think you got the message.”
“But that’s cheating,” I said in a murmur, and then remembered Rex fucking me and saying much the same thing and was torn between doing what was right and the pleasure being offered me.
“That makes it even hotter,” she said quietly, staring fixedly into my eyes.
“Do you really think we should?” I whispered.
“It’s what our bodies were built for,” she smiled slightly, and as I fully hardened she whispered, “I know you want to break the rules. You want to fuck my ass when it’s Rex’s territory. You want to get inside all my holes and use my body completely, you want to drain your cock everywhere you can put it.”
I nodded in shame and lust, “Yes.” I thought of Rex fucking me in secret and the thought of doing secretly to his wife what he secretly did to me inflamed me.
“Rex likes sticking his dick where it shouldn’t go,” she whispered, “so it’s only fair. And I want it bad. Your cock will make me come so hard, lover. You’ll probably never have another woman who likes it like I do, so carpe diem. Rather, carpe noctem. Carpe anum,” she giggled quietly.
I looked at her blankly and she smiled, “Lube up and fuck me, lover.” She handed me the tube and rolled onto her belly. In shock that a woman wanted that, and more than she wanted it from me, I lubed her and myself up slowly, then less slowly penetrated her. She moaned and pushed back as I worked inside her, and when I had entered her to the hilt she lay underneath me, covered by me, as I took my time taking my pleasure. She murmured, “Yes, slowly, it will be so good that way,” and for the next fifteen minutes I bit my lower lip to keep from coming while she bit hers as she built to a massive climax. Her fingers brushed my scrotum as they rubbed her clit, and when she finally came I let loose and thrust vigorously for ten seconds before spewing into her. Her orgasm continued half a minute or so after mine ended, and then we lay there still and silent.
Finally, she said, “Yes, like that. Every time we’re together from now on, do that.”
And so we did. For the next six months, I met with Rex twice a week and Pilar twice a week, and each took pleasure in cheating on the other with a quick run up the back alley, as Pilar liked to express it. Each of them had soon purchased a special tube of lube just for us that was hidden securely where the other wouldn’t find it, and while Pilar knew that Rex was exceeding his bounds, he had no idea of my own trespassing.
Had I been older and more experienced, I might have been unwilling to put myself in the middle of a willful couple, but the novelty of the act and then the excitement of going where I wasn’t allowed filled me with lust, guilt, and sweet, sweet release.
The second week I was with Pilar my first semester ended; I surprised myself by making an A in each class. Soon I was receiving special tutoring from Pilar in all of my new classes, and my Spanish, or, as Pilar insisted I say specifically, Castilian, made particular progress. Rex was untroubled by our intimacy, as he was having anything he wanted as often as he needed.
The summer session passed as successfully as the spring had, and in autumn I signed up for more Spanish, more art history, and a course in probability theory. Work was no burden by that time, and I often sat in the break room chatting with Jane, who seemed to have taken an interest in me after one day answering her absent-mindedly, “¿Qué quieres que hago?” At her grim look, I said, “Um…¿Qué queríes que hago?” She smiled and waited for me to say, “I mean, what do you want me to do?”
“If memory serves, this is your first semester.”
“Yes.”
She thought for a second. “You must be good with languages then.”
In fact, it was a question I had had Pilar teach me early in our affair, so I just smiled and said, “I guess.”
She then gave me orders for after my break and sat and chatted with me, suddenly having a marked interest in me. We chatted most breaks after that, friendly and easy talk with a cultured older woman with no ulterior motives on either side.
The semester ended with success in all my classes, and the day after my last final I went to the company Christmas party in a far lighter frame of mind than the year before. Towards eleven, after the booze had flowed freely and the dancing had sagged into slow drags, I was sitting in a quiet darkened corner of a room out of the way, resting as I weighed whether to stay a little longer or go home to rest for Pilar the night after, when Jane sipped in and said, “Hello.”
“Hi.”
She pulled out a flask and smiled, and I smiled and held out my cup.
“Wash it out first. This is the good stuff.”
“So no more turpentine? Thank god. I was getting a stomach ache.”
She laughed and said, “Some decent scotch.”
I smiled and poured my cup out in a trash can, filled it with water from my bottle, and swigged it down. I then held out my cup and watched her eyes as she poured me out a small shot. “No offense if I just sip?”
She smiled, “Please, don’t waste it. It won’t strip the paint off your tongue.”
We sat next to each other amicably, and when I looked at her again a couple of minutes later, she leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back for a minute, then shook my head. “I’m sorry, but…we work together. I work under you. I’d rather not. You won’t fire me, will you?”
She smiled sadly, “If I did, would you have me then?”
“No, of course not.”
We laughed and she said, “I understand. Keep this just between us. I won’t push again.”
“Thank you. I mean, thank you for asking too. But…I do like my job, you know.”
“Sure.”
“I should go home.”
“Take care. Stay warm.”
“You too. Do you need someone to walk you anywhere?”
She smiled. “Let me get my coat. Walk me to my car. I’ll drop you off.”
As she drove me home we talked about neutral subjects, and after a few minutes she said, “Your Spanish is very good. You must have a tutor.”
I thought for a second and said, “I watch a lot of cultural programs. Practice the easier sentences.”
She said after a minute, “I see.” She then said, “Care for some music?”
“If you have anything you want to hear, please do.”
She started a CD and I recognized the music from my times with Pilar. “I like this.”
“Yes, Ginastera was a good composer,” she said, pronouncing his name in Castilian fashion, like Jinastera.
I replied automatically, “Ginastera; his family was from Barcelona,” with the Catalan pronunciation, and she shook her head slightly and smiled. “Yes. That’s correct.” She was quiet the rest of the drive and dropped me off with a handshake and a smile.
The next week at work, I was slightly afraid to see her at break, but she smiled at me happily and immediately put me at ease; as we talked, she turned the conversation to literature, eventually promising to lend me a book later in the week. This continued into the spring, and I mentally breathed a sigh of relief that I had acted wisely in refusing her offer at the party.
In early March Pilar suddenly seemed angry when we met. I finally got up the courage to ask, “Are you mad at me?”
“No.” She smiled to try to put me at my ease.
“What’s wrong?”
“Work.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.”
Not entirely stupid by that point, I said, “Tell me then.”
“No, but thank you.”
A little later she said, “Part of it is cabin fever. Let’s go hiking this weekend.”
“Just you and me?”
“One day. Rex can join us later.”
“More than one day?”
“We have a small cabin. We’ll hike there. Live out in the free wild for a weekend.”
“That sounds wonderful!”
She smiled. “Good!”
We then chatted about what to wear and what I should bring; she would be responsible for the booze, saying it was a job needing an expert’s touch, and the food.
Saturday morning she woke us up before dawn and we showered quickly, downed some coffee, and hit the road shortly before sunrise. We drove for an hour and a half and came to a parking area at the state park. We locked the doors thoroughly, put our backpacks on, and hiked for an hour to a small cabin in a part of the forest where the trees were sparse. We cleaned up and put sheets and blankets on the beds. Pilar started a fire as I set out lunch, and after we washed up at a small stream, she looked at her watch and said, “Let’s warm the cabin properly,” pulling me to the more comfortable bed and stripping me bare before covering me for an hour.
We lay there exhausted when the door opened. “Hello, friend,” Pilar said, to which I was startled to hear Jane reply, “Hello, friends. Chilly out. Can you warm a poor traveler?”
“Gladly. Strip and join us. We’ll make you as warm as you need.”
I stared at Pilar, who just smiled and said, “Put some more wood on the fire and then get ready to warm our hearths.”
Jane had removed her coat and boots by this time, and as she unbuttoned her shirt, she looked at me with a smile and said, “Fancy meeting you here.” Her bra was lacy and well-filled, and when she undid it, I watched avidly as her pale full breasts appeared before me, pink nipples peeking out from her bronze tresses, her green eyes watching me closely as I hardened at the sight. I quickly walked over to feed the fire, then turned quickly to watch as she undid her belt and let her pants slip down to her ankles. She then slid down her panties, letting us see her thick brown hair at the top of shapely thighs, and she lay on the bed with Pilar and whispered hot words of endearment in Castilian. They embraced and Pilar said, “Just watch first, mi amor.”
They were familiar with each other’s bodies, Jane touching Pilar in all the ways I had learned to, and soon they were riding each other’s fingers as they stared into each other’s eyes. They climaxed quickly, Pilar lying under Jane’s shuddering form, and when Jane collapsed on her, Pilar rolled her over onto her side and dove between her thighs. They settled into a sixty-nine, sucking avidly as they rode the waves of their pleasure to a quick climax. Pliar lay back and said, “Now join us, love.”
Jane enveloped me in her arms as I came over to them, pulling me down to the bed and caressing every part of my body as I reached out like a man for her breasts. She smiled and said, “Play with them all day, they’ve wanted you for so long.” I sucked at her tongue as I squeezed and caressed her breasts, feeling Pilar settle between her thighs for another drink at her well. I worked down to her breasts, sucking long and slowly at them as Pilar brought her to another climax.
She pushed Pilar away and said, “Now just you, friend. Pilar has taught you well. Now practice with someone else.”
I kissed her deeply as I reached down to run my fingers from her breasts to her navel and then down to her hairs. She opened her thighs to me with a beaming face and let me caress her lips lightly as her hips began rocking lightly. Once my fingertips entered her, she pushed my head down and sighed happily as I settled into sucking her. She built slowly to a massive orgasm, and when she had come, she leaned over and took my throbbing cock deep into her throat. We lay on our sides facing each other, her eyes smiling up at me as I stared down in awe at her passion and skill, and in two minutes gave myself over to her mouth and tongue and drained hard and hot into her throat.
She then rolled over to face Pilar, and as they kissed, I watched them come alive again. Jane soon pushed Pilar up to sit against the head of the bed, and as she got on her hands and knees before her, Jane smiled over her shoulder and winked at me before lowering her head to Pilar’s heavenly cunt. I came up behind her and slowly entered her, marveling at how hot and receptive her body was. I stroked slowly as their sighs and gasps and cries quickened, and as I stared at Pilar watching me as we shared a woman, I thrust home and came shortly after they did.
We lay there drained for a while, drowsing, and then Pilar rose to put another log on the fire. Jane curled up next to me and said, “Now aren’t you sorry you turned me down earlier?”
“I didn’t want to cheat on Pilar.”
Both of them laughed happily, and Jane said, “I guess only one degree of cheating is kosher in your universe?”
I laughed with them and said, “She was my first. I didn’t want to ruin that with a second that could destroy everything.”
She nodded. “I knew you two were together. Long before then.”
“What?!?”
Pilar laughed as Jane said, “Come on, an American using the subjunctive in the first semester? I know you don’t know French or German or Latin or anything except Spanish, so I know you weren’t just studying Spanish in class. And Pilar is a very seductive teacher, because your artistic tastes are copied directly from her. Talking to you was like talking to Pilar…well, if she didn’t know shit about art or literature except what her first lover had introduced her to. And Ginastera? Christ, that was Pilar down to the intonation.”
We laughed as I blushed, and Pilar said, “Jane was my first woman. We were together for a year, the three of us. I taught you a lot of what she learned from me, but she’s learned a lot on her own since then.”
“But then I found someone else, and after that ended, Pilar had someone else.”
“And so it continued, until…”
Jane frowned, “Rex and I started up again back in September. I was lonely, he said he was unattached and Pilar didn’t mind…”
“Rex has been a very bad boy and must be punished.”
“When is he arriving?”
“An hour or so.”
Jane grinned wickedly. “So I ran into Pilar a week ago and we started talking, and we had to have a long and serious talk.”
“Because Rex has been a very very bad boy and I must punish him.”
“Leave some of his ass for me to chew.”
“Oh, if I must…”
“But…”
Pilar put her finger across my lips and said, “Shh. You’re just a witness. Make sure everything stays civilized.”
Jane curled up next to me and said, “Thank you for rejecting me so professionally. So maturely. But you have me now. Mostly because you were so sweet about it.”
“Both of us,” Pilar said. “A wonderful trio, the three of us, passion and friendship and give and take alike.”
I was hard by then and Pilar said, “You get the face, I get the cock.”
They pushed me down and seated themselves on me, kissing as I pleasured their cunts as patiently and skillfully as I could manage, and eventually we collapsed in a drained heap. Pilar said, “He should be here soon. Behind the door.”
Jane did so, setting a chair there and sitting down with a glare of outraged justice on her face. In ten minutes we heard steps approaching the door, and at the knock, Pilar asked, “¿Quién es?”
“Tu amor.”
“¿Cuál?”
“El rey Rex.”
“You may enter.”
Rex laughed as she giggled, and when he came in Jane slammed the door shut behind him and said, “Hello, double dipper.”
The look on his face would have saddened most people, but Pilar and Jane simply regarded it with satisfaction. Pilar slammed into him verbally with a rapid-fire assault that possibly only a native speaker could have followed, and when she paused for breath Jane took up the slack. “You did not tell her, you did not have her permission, you lied to me, you lied to her by omission, you kept me a secret from your wife when we all know good and well you do not ever do that. And why? Because she had someone else so you wanted something extra? You wanted something easy? Something you knew you could get because you two had shared me before? But not sharing me this time like the selfish insensitive pig you seem to be? And not only that.”
She then stared angrily at Pilar, who nodded with an ugly, evil look on her face and said in English, “We have always had one hard and fast rule. Looking back on it, I don’t know why except that it was a promise between us. And what did you do with Terry? You used his ass constantly. I accepted that, but you do realize it ended our agreement, don’t you? It’s free territory now for whomever I wish to let enter, and Terry has been welcome and housed there regularly for months now. And what did Jane tell me after she figured out about me and Terry after you two had started and congratulated me about it and we started talking? You’ve been working your magic on her too, you sick bastard.”
Jane added, “And I’m not Pilar. I don’t like that. Not like she does. It made me happy to let you up there since you’re so fucking crazy for it, but I didn’t know you were cheating on her so completely when I let you do that!”
Rex stood there in defeat and Pilar looked at us and said, “Go for a walk. Come back in no less than an hour.” We dressed quickly and left as they sat there in silence.
After a few minutes, Jane smiled at me and said, “Whatever happens, you have me…if you want me.”
“I do, really. If I hadn’t been with Pilar…and Rex…”
“They are a seductive couple, aren’t they?”
We laughed and kissed, and she took my arm over hers and we walked along slowly. “I usually only like younger men for pure sex. I prefer men my own age. And certainly not someone I work with. But you’re sweet and funny, and you don’t take yourself seriously. You have a lot of potential. I could really fall for you.”
“You’re only, what? five years older than me?”
She swatted me. “Tease. Fifteen. I’ve seen your personnel files, you know. Fifteen years, two months, and six days.”
We laughed and I said, “Do you think we can make it work? The two of us? The four of us?”
She paused for a second. “Yes, yes, and yes. If Rex doesn’t go dumbass.”
“I’m eager to try.”
She smiled, “Of course you are.” After a pause, she said, “Pilar’s got you covered for Spanish and art. You’ll have to learn French and Latin now, and some more history. Having an older woman doesn’t just mean making her happy in bed. You have lessons. We have to have something to talk about when we can’t fuck anymore, and we do so love to be the teacher.”
We chuckled and kissed for several minutes. She whispered, “It’s true what I said to Rex. He’s a charming devil, but… Don’t think you’ll get what he got.”
“I’m not asking for it.”
She smiled, “But I’m not ruling it out either…”
“So, basically, you mean your body’s your own and the choice is yours.”
She smiled, “Not all youth are motherfucking shit-headed pigdogs. I’m glad to know that.”
She laughed as I blushed and said, “I think you’ll find the rest of me is more than you can handle, and divine grace does act in ways that pass all understanding.” We kissed some more, and finally, we turned back and walked back to the cabin. We knocked on the door and Pilar said, “Entrez, amis, tout est paisible, on s’est réconcilié.”
Jane smiled, “See? She knows how to get a girl’s engine running. Take notes.”
When we came in, we saw Pilar sitting on the edge of the bed, Rex’s head between her thighs, and she smiled, “We have to usher in the new era correctly. Rex? Rex, dear, stand up.”
He stood up, still abashed, and she patted the bed for him to lie down. She mounted him and said, “Terry? Lube,” pointing at her purse, and then, “Position, please. And do make it something to remember. And Jane? I seem to remember you love having two tongues in you at once…” We grinned at each other and took our appointed roles. I entered her slowly, feeling Rex’s cock so close to mine inside her, and held myself still to feel the exquisite sensations as long as I could prolong them.
Jane sat happily on Rex’s face, saying, “Suck me, big boy.” She quickly climaxed, then leaned back so that Pilar could join Rex in licking her, thrusting up and around as climax after climax swept over her. Finally, she pulled away and sat there watching us as we built to a triple crown, pounding hard as Pilar reveled in being fully filled. Finally, I let myself go, pummeling hard into Pilar as Rex shot up into her spasming cunt, draining himself into a woman who had blessedly forgiven him.
The three of them lay there in exhaustion as I washed up; when I joined them I fell into a tangle of limbs and warm bodies holding me tightly as they kissed me, hello, and Jane said, “I’m glad we’re all four equal, because I’ve been wanting this young stallion for months now and I’m so happy to share him with you.”
Pilar replied, “I’ll be sorry to have to let him go, but he does need his own life.”
Jane smiled and curled up next to me, and as she kissed me, Pilar joined in and whispered, “Treat her right and that’s all the thanks you need give me, and you’ll always have a place with us.”