Written by Arlington_49

Meetings
12 Jan 2015


This past holiday season still provides enjoyable retells to share…this one included. To be honest, the title is a little ‘revised’…it should really say “punish”…NOT reward! I just didn’t want the SH screeners to immediately go into censor tizzy…;) Fact remains, in our social and swing community, ‘reward’ and ‘punish’ are interchangeable sexual engagements. And, the question WAS posed to me by our visiting friend from the States, Brendan.

We’ve known Brendan for over 22 years. In fact, Brendan dated Judi for nearly a year before I met my future wife in Manhattan…that’s how I’ve become friends with him. Some suggest I came onto the scene, and pirated Judi away from Brendan…BUT not really the truth. I subsequently learned he was tiring of Judi and her increasingly promiscuous behavior…even back in those days! He amicably broke off ‘dating ties’…as I started to engage with her. Brendan eventually met Melissa…2 years later. They dated for nearly 3 years before he popped the marriage question. Now married for almost 15 years, they have 3 children. Every year or two Brendan and Melissa visit us…multi-tasking the visit…he’s with an IT firm that has a major manufacturer presence in the UK. Melissa is NO way involved with our community! Pity…she’d be a nice conquest…BUT I’ve known Brendan plays the extra-marital field in select situations. Has he fucked my wife since their break-up many years ago…? Indeed, he has…on visits here and the occasional trip to NY that my wife takes for her RE firm… Why do I know…? Brendan asks permission…and shares the results…;) He knows we’re part of a generally low-profile swing community. No different on his holiday visit here for business. He was solo…wife remained in NY with family as Holidays were fast-approaching.

Plans for 3 evenings in London, Judi insisted he remain in our guest quarters…allowing him to locally address office commitments, while spending personal time with us. I pretty much knew what was forthcoming…BUT it did take a slightly different turn… You see…what I was unaware until Brendan’s stay, he had plans to remain in London for 5 evenings…an office colleague here in London was his objective! She’s apparently going through a divorce, and Brendan has been offering his ‘shoulder.’ He’s been fucking her on numerous trips she’s made to the New York Office…!

Back to our situation… On the 2nd evening, Judi was just so fucking girly-cutie with Brendan…teasing, touching, joking…all very much the demeanor of a younger woman flirting. OR, the presence of a lady…who wants to be fucked by an old friend…;);) Judi made sure Brendan would have ‘space’ to ‘accidentally’ touch her… Her bum would occasionally brush against him… Proper bend-downs allowed him clear view of her breasts…in a sexy halter…titty nipples clear to view…! AND, as typical for my wife in this type of situation, her champagne consumption allowed a lot of liberties…for ALL of us…!

I deliberately demonstrated an increased effect of my drinking…BUT it was feigned for reason. I wanted to break away from Judi and Brendan…see where it would go… Around 11:30 I told both I needed to retire…party effects and early business requirements next day prompted me. BUT I clearly told them to continue the festivities. Brendan then came over to me as Judi went to refresh…

“She’s till the slut, isn’t she Arli…?” Brendan asked of me… I laughed…replied…”Well, my married slut she is…!” He then laughed realizing I didn’t take the query as offense. Brendan spoke again…”I’d like to fuck her…may I have your permission…? In fact…would you like me to punish your wife…?” as he laughed… I took hold of his shoulders and pulled him close to me…”My friend, whatever would please you having my wife…in whatever manner you wish… She’s at home…NO ONE here to complain or argue issues. She laid you before I made it into her bed… I think you’ve earned my wife…even now…! BUT, tell me…your lovely wife isn’t doing it proper…is she…?

He replied…”You have that right… Melissa is a ‘housewife’ and ‘mother’ to our 3 children. NO way the whore Judi is…pardon me to say it that way… AND, no way close to the fun I have with Denise who’s the gal in our office here going through her divorce…”

I responded…”Have your way with Judi… She appears begging for it anyway…” as I and Brendan laughed. A few minutes later when Judi re-entered, I excused myself…kissed my wife good evening…and left them alone. It didn’t long at all…!

Feigning my inebriated sleep, Judi slipped into the dressing room and as I learned minutes later visiting the room, Judi changed into a peignoir robe…foolishly leaving her skirt and sweater blouse in the open. Her halter, hose and thong were dropped into the laundry hamper. Interesting too, I noted Judi removed her wedding band and left it on her jewelry dresser. I surmised she wanted nothing to interfere with whatever she and Brendan might plan for the evening… She had NO awareness Brendan and I had chatted about her… Judi would be in for a fulfilling time…in many ways…!

I allowed another hour or so to pass before quietly heading downstairs, and catch the “live entertainment”…;);) Live it was…!! With a low, soft bed stand light still on, I could clearly watch Judi and Brendan engage. Judi was already laid out on the bed…her peignoir hiked up over her pear breasts AND already played, reddened nipples. Our friend wasted little time…;) As I watched, Brendan was eating out Judi…his tools were tongue and fingers…carefully working Judi’s gash and clit…and I can only assume some anal inflection as well given his pose over my wife’s body. At one point, my wife squealed loudly…he seemed to have gripped her clit lips…pulling them up…biting, tasting…and biting some more… He said to her…”Judi, my sweetheart, be quiet…!” Judi replied…”Why worry…your wife is 3,000 miles away…” as she goggled… Brendan replied…”But, your husband is upstairs…!”

Judi continued to giggle…she said…”Arli’s condition, he’s fast asleep…could just as well be 3000 miles away with your wife…maybe even fucking her…” and she laughed. With that exchange, Brendan glanced around to the doorway…the SOB knew I was watching… He smiled at me…then went back to properly working my wife’s pussy… Only now, he started to take further liberties. His hands worked my wife’s titties as his face buried between Judi’s legs. Judi reflected the intensity of her sex with her former boyfriend… One hand grabbed the bed post…the other gripping the bed sheets. She grimaced…moaning…grunting…and occasionally crying out…”Oh my God…oh my God…what are you doing… It’s so good…oh God…oh God…stop for a moment…” Brendan didn’t stop…and Judi kept moaning and writhing on the bed… He was not letting up…his oral skills were in full play…taking…having…Judi in a manner…I was most proud.

When his cunnilingus on my wife finally ended, I would dare guess Judi had at least 3 orgasms. She was in sweat…panting…and appeared to ready to sit up… Brendan would have none of that…!! He gently pushed Judi back down on the bed, and quickly went to lift her legs up, out and over her torso. It took my wife by surprise! He glanced again over to me…and seemed to look for approval. I smiled and winked…he smiled in return. As left hand held Judi’s legs securely in vertical position, his right hand began to finger Judi’s cunny…rubbing her juices down to her button hole. In surprise even for me…Brendan generated some hefty spittle and let it drop into Judi’s button. My wife then fully realized what was going to happen…!!

With nary a delay, Brendan positioned his slender, hardened cock at Judi’s button hole…and within seconds began to deep-penetrate…with no friction resistance. Judi’s physical and psychological resistance was totally shattered…NON-existent…she remained grimacing, moaning…as Brendan deep dived my wife’s bum…!! Get this clearly…he was fucking my wife’s ass…as I watched his pleasure…her pleasure…in spite of whatever discomfort OR pain she may have experienced. For me…Brendan was doing what he asked me about…he was teaching my wife a lesson. BUT…amusing as it may all be…the punishment “lesson” was apparently ALL pleasure…for both of them!

When Brendan finally creamed Judi’s button hole, he dropped her legs to the side…still spread…and collapsed on top of her…as she continued to moan. I clearly saw…Judi experienced BOTH sexual orgasmic pleasure AND pain…in her bum bang…!! Brendan had his way with her… AND, the evening was only beginning for both of them…;) I cautiously signaled my departure upstairs…he signaled awareness. He then returned his attention back to Judi…spread out on the bed… His grip made sure her thighs wouldn’t close… If I had to guess what his next moves would be…as his cock regained ‘enthusiasm’…I’d say he went back to eating Judi out… As I learned from him the next day when we met for lunch…I was correct!! I didn’t see Judi until that evening… She was quiet…almost reclusive given fact Brendan had one more evening in our home…

BUT…I also knew Brendan’s plans for my wife on his last night visit… Again, with my permission, he invited a ‘colleague’ to join us… Judi’s sexual instincts would be prevailed upon…again. This time, I fully participated sharing my wife. My voyeur/cuckold curiosity was set aside…as I joined my wife’s lovers. It would take my wife several days to recuperate…and to this Monday, she still avoids any discussion of that evening AND the one before…;);)


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