My wife, Jessica, and I recently purchased a home in a new state. We were ready for a change and located a beautiful, one-story home on an acre of land. The home needed a little bit of work, but nothing too strenuous. The biggest upgrade we made was to the showers in each of the two bathrooms. They were original to the house and desperately needed a facelift.
We contacted a local bathroom remodeling company, and, within a few weeks, we were scheduled to have our new showers installed. There was one conflict, however. I was already scheduled to go on a six-day motorcycle trip with some friends the week the remodelers would be at the house. The trip had been planned for several months, and I really didn’t want to cancel it, since I was looking forward to it. Jessica wasn’t too thrilled about me leaving while the remodelers were at the house, so I made her a deal. Since the remodeling was to take five days, and I wasn’t leaving until the second day of the remodel, I told her I would stay home if she was not comfortable after meeting the remodelers on the first day of the remodel. Jessica agreed.
On the scheduled date, the remodeler showed up at the house. To my surprise, there was only one man standing at the door.
“Hi, I’m Tristan!” he said cheerfully. “I’ll be doing the shower remodel this week.” Tristan looked to be about thirty-five years old with a warming smile. He stood slightly over six feet tall with blue eyes, neatly trimmed light brown hair, and a closely-cropped beard. His shoulders and arms were muscular, his stomach was flat, and his waist was thin.
I looked at Tristan with some confusion. “You know, there are two showers that need to be remodeled,” I said. “Won’t you need some help?” I queried.
Tristan’s smile got broader as he assured me that he’ll complete both bathrooms within the five-day schedule.
I asked Tristan into the house where I introduced him to Jessica. Jessica’s eyes lit up as they shook hands. I noticed she quickly looked at Tristan’s flat stomach, and she may have even taken a quick glance at his crotch. After a brief conversation, Tristan left to retrieve his tools to begin the remodel. As he turned to walk through the door, I saw Jessica looking at Tristan’s tight denim jeans and firm buttocks. I didn’t say anything to Jessica because had the roles been reversed and Tristan was a good-looking woman, I would have done the same thing.
As the day wore on, Tristan walked through the house between the bathroom and his truck numerous times. After a while, it was as if he wasn’t even there. He kept focused on the job at hand and made quite a bit of headway that first day. At the end of the day, Tristan left and promised he’d return the next morning to continue the remodel.
Once Tristan left, I asked Jessica if she was comfortable with my leaving for the motorcycle trip. Jessica said, “Yes, I’m very comfortable with Tristan. He’s very nice and I’m not worried about anything. Go on your trip, I’ll be fine.”
The next morning, Tristan arrived on schedule wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, which accentuated his muscles, and a pair of tight, denim jeans that showed the faint outline of his flaccid penis. As I prepared for the motorcycle trip, Jessica had dressed in a white, button-down shirt that was open to her cleavage. Her C-cup breasts were accentuated by her white lace, push-up bra, which gave her more cleavage than usual. Her light brown hair flowed over her shoulders, almost to her breasts. Jessica’s sexy look was topped off by her super-short, cut-off denim jeans which showed a hint of her bottom.
“Damn, girl,” I said. “You look smoking! What’s the occasion?”
“I wanted to give you something to remember while you were gone,” she purred as she snuggled close to give me a long, deep, tongue kiss. As my erection began to rise, she pulled away and said, “You’d better go! Your friends will be waiting!”
“Damn, girl, you’re right. I love you, and I’ll see you in a few days,” I said as I picked up my knapsack and exited the house. I strapped the knapsack onto the motorcycle, started it up, and rode out of the driveway.
I started to think about how sexy Jessica looked. Then my thoughts went to Tristan and how fit he was. Any woman would fall for Tristan. Maybe even Jessica, I thought to myself. I pushed the thought out of my mind, even though the thought of my wife with another man was a seducing thought. I continued my trip.
On day four of the six-day motorcycle ride, my friends and I stopped in a small town for the night. For the past three days, we shared hotel rooms. As a result, we learned each other’s idiosyncrasies, nighttime, and morning routines, as well as sleeping habits. We also learned who snored the loudest! We agreed to each get our own rooms. One night of privacy was a welcomed and much-needed relief.
After checking in, we agreed to meet in one hour at the lobby, so we could go to dinner. I showered, put on clean clothes, and met the group in the lobby. We found a local steak house and ate dinner there. We ordered premeal cocktails, and, as I watched the waitress move through the restaurant, I noticed she looked like Jessica, light brown hair, firm breasts, and a beautiful smile. This brought my thoughts to Jessica and how sexy she looked when I left. I also thought about Tristan and Jessica together. My mind raced with thoughts of Tristan pumping his hard penis into Jessica’s wet pussy, her knees pulled up so that Tristan could easily drive his hardness into her. I pictured Jessica grasping Tristan’s firm ass and pulling him inside of her with each of his thrusts
My penis was getting hard, and I knew I would masturbate once I returned to the room. I may as well take advantage of one night of privacy. Once dinner was done, I’d consumed three cocktails and was feeling just a bit lightheaded. A few of the group wanted to explore the town, on foot. I took this opportunity to excuse myself and return to the room. They all understood as everyone was tired, except for the one who snored the loudest! He seemed to be the most rested!
As I strolled back to the room, I continued to fantasize about Jessica and Tristan having a torrid love-making session. The visual in my mind made me horny, and I knew I would quickly cum once I began to masturbate. As I entered my room, I removed my clothing and lay in the bed totally nude. The cool sheets were soothing. I closed my eyes and pictured Tristan and Jessica in the throws of passion. It didn’t take long for my cock to get hard and as I began to slowly rub it my mobile phone rang. It was Jessica!
Jessica was placing a live face call, so I quickly answered it. I smiled when I saw Jessica’s beautiful green eyes.
“Hi, baby,” Jessica said with a smile.
“Hi, sweetheart,” I replied while holding my hard cock in one hand and the phone in another. “I was just thinking about you.”
“Aww, you’re sweet. I was thinking of you, too,” Jessica said with a smile. I noticed a bit of hesitation in her voice. Her smile was a nervous smile.
“What’s up, baby?” I asked.
“Well, you know I would never do anything to hurt you or sneak behind your back,” Jessica said.
“I know you wouldn’t, baby. What’s going on?” I inquired.
“Well…” Jessica hesitantly spoke while maintaining her smile. She suddenly focused on her phone screen and asked, “Are you naked?”
I chuckled and said, “I sure am, and I’m thinking of you.” I moved my phone to my hard cock and showed it to her.
“Mmm, baby. You know I like a hard cock,” Jessica purred. “Which is why I’m calling. Tristan has been here for the past several days and we’ve gotten to know each other. We find each other sexually attractive…” Jessica stopped speaking and looked directly at me through the phone as if to see my reaction.
“Tristan is done with the bathrooms, and they look fantastic,” Jessica continued.
“That’s good news, baby,” I replied. “Why do you sound like you’re afraid to tell me something?” I asked. “Aaannd?” I prodded.
“Well,” Jessica slowly said. “Tristan is here, and we were wondering… if you’d allow me…. to have sex with him?”
This was too good to be true! My cock was still hard, and I think it became even harder as Jessica asked the question.
“Is this something you want to do, baby?” I asked Jessica.
“It is,” Jessica responded with a girlish giggle.
“Would you like to do this tonight? Now?” I asked.
“If it’s okay with you, baby,” Jessica cooed.
I thought for a moment and said, “You can do it, but I want to watch. Leave the phone on so I can see everything.”
“Oh, you naughty boy,” Jessica purred.
Jessica propped the phone on the nightstand, and I could see the entire bed. Tristan was sitting at the edge of the bed wearing only his tight denim jeans. His muscular body was like a chiseled statue. Jessica walked on her knees across the bed and pressed her chest against Tristan’s back. Jessica wore a thin, white tank top without a bra. The material was so thin, it was sheer, and Jessica’s hard nipples were clearly visible. She had already removed her pants and she was wearing her favorite sexy thong underpants.
As Jessica pressed her body into Tristan’s back, Tristan turned his head and his lips met Jessica’s. They both opened their mouths, and I watched as their tongues intertwined. After several moments, Tristan stood and removed his pants. Simultaneously, Jessica removed her tank top and panties. They were now both naked. Tristan stood next to the bed with a very hard erection. As I watched, I suddenly blurted out, “Suck his cock!”
“Is that what you want me to do, baby?” Jessica asked while looking at me through the phone.
“Yes. Do it!”
Without hesitation, Jessica took Tristan’s hard cock into her mouth and began to lick and suck it. I’ve watched Jessica suck my dick before but to watch her suck another guy was a real turn-on. She looked fantastic while doing it. Tristan began to move his hips in rhythm with Jessica’s head movement. He then placed his hand behind Jessica’s head.
“Your mouth feels so good, baby,” Tristan whispered as he watched Jessica masterfully suck his cock.
After several minutes Jessica stopped sucking Tristan’s cock and looked at the phone.
“I want his hard cock in my pussy, baby. Please let him fuck me.” Jessica pleaded.
I thought for a moment, and, knowing how Jessica loved to have her nipples sucked, I said, “Let Tristan suck on your nipples, first. Then I’ll let him put his cock into you.”
“Oh, my God!” Jessica excitedly replied. Without hesitation, Jessica took Tristan’s head in her hands and guided his mouth to her nipple. Jessica has very sensitive nipples and loves to have them licked, sucked, and even gently bitten. Tristan began to lick and suck on her nipples. Jessica moaned louder, and Tristan knew he was doing something good. He next took Jessica’s nipple, put it between his teeth, and gently pulled on it. Jessica let out a moan which turned into a loud cry. “Oh, fuck yes,” Jessica loudly exclaimed as she pulled Tristan’s head into her breast.
“Please, let him fuck me, baby,” Jessica exclaimed as she glanced at the phone. “Please, baby! I want his cock inside me!”
“Do it, baby,” I said as I stroked my cock a bit faster.
Jessica laid back on the bed, spread her legs widely, and said to Tristan, “Come on, baby. Fuck this pussy! It’s all yours tonight!”
Tristan moved between Jessica’s legs, took his hard cock into his hand, and guided it into Jessica’s waiting pussy. Jessica moaned loudly as Tristan’s cock slid into her. “Oh yes, baby! I’ve wanted this all week,” Jessica proclaimed. “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard,” Jessica continued as her hips thrust in unison with Tristan’s.
Tristan began to pump harder and faster. He moaned between breaths, “I’m gonna cum, baby!”
Jessica quickly pulled away from Tristan, rolled onto her hands and knees, faced the camera, and said, “Cum in my ass!” Tristan did not miss a beat and he drove his rock-hard cock into Jessica’s waiting ass. I clearly saw Jessica’s face wince in pain and pleasure as she took Trista’s cock into her ass.
“Oh fuck, your cock feels good,” Jessica cried. “Please cum in my ass! Fuck me! Fuck me!!”
Tristan pumped harder and faster while Jessica looked at me through the phone. She knew I was masturbating, so I turned the phone so she could see my hand stroking my hard cock.
“Stroke it good, baby,” she said to me. “It turns me on.”
Jessica began to moan, and, shortly thereafter, Tristan let out a loud moan as he pumped his cum into Jessica. She also reached orgasm while she looked at me through the phone and I couldn’t help but shoot my load onto my belly.
