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It’s a nice house that’s located just on the outskirts of the city. The neighborhood has an obvious affluent flavor to it and the lawns are very well manicured. The people who live here have money and are willing to part with it for services that they feel they need or desire. Having sex with Danika is apparently one of those services Ethan and his wife Melanie are happy to invest in.
“Welcome to our home,” the lady of the house says after she opens the door for us. We go through our introductions before stepping into the large home and Melanie closes the door behind us. “Ethan is just stepping out of the shower. He’ll join us in a few minutes.” She leads us toward the living room where we are offered a seat. Chastity and I sit down beside each other on a long leather couch. “Can I get you anything to drink?”
“No, we’re fine,” my wife tells her with a smile. “Jake and I had something on the way over.” Chastity told me earlier that she would use an alias for me as well as for herself, as she had done since beginning her new occupation. I almost flubbed the introduction at the door as I almost gave Melanie my actual name. Though I caught myself after the L sound in my name, I could tell that suddenly saying that my name was Jake caused some suspicion on her part. I can’t say that I blame her, considering how often the police use undercover detectives to catch escorts and their clients in the act.
“We have water, beer, and wine. I think we might even have a few soft drinks in the refrigerator if you prefer.” Her dark brown eyes look from Chastity to me.
“No, thank you,” I say as she continues to study my face. Perhaps she doesn’t trust me after the way I mixed up my name a couple of minutes ago. My cheeks become warm as they turn red.
“So, how long have you both been married?” my wife asks as she continues making small talk.
Melanie replies, “Fifteen years. But we’ve been doing this for about six months now.”
“You’ve been watching him?” I ask. She turns to look at me and nods her head.
“And you?”
“What do you mean?” Chastity asks.
Melanie smiles and laughs a little. “Look, I know that the two of you are using fake names, and we expected that. But it’s pretty apparent that you’re connected to each other through more than just some security arrangement. I can see it in the way you sit so close together on the couch.”
“He’s been my security guy for the last few years. We’ve gotten to know each other pretty well.” Chastity seems to be ready to stay with the story at all costs.
The other woman nods her head before telling us, “I’m a behavioral consultant for the university. I make a living watching how people interact.” Melanie looks from me to my wife and says, “I think the two of you are married to each other.” Something in the way I look over at Chastity seals her suspicions. “You are married to each other. I knew it. I told Ethan that I thought you would be married to each other. How you asked him to allow Jake, or whatever his name is, to come over caused me to think about it. We’ve been with a couple of other women who had minders, but none of them even bothered to come into the house. You are the first.” A smirk appears on Melanie’s face as she looks over at me. She seems to be very proud of herself for the discovery that my wife and I are indeed married to each other.
Chastity sighs. “Does this change the arrangement?”
“Oh, of course not,” Melanie chirps. “I think it makes things much more interesting, don’t you?” Her eyes scan both of our faces as the behavioral consultant continues to take in our facial cues and other mannerisms. I’m certain that she’s likely building some sort of behavioral profile of the two of us right now. It seems a little creepy on the one hand, but then again I’m relieved that Chastity and I no longer have to pretend that I’m just some bodyguard that she’s hired.
“Good,” my wife replies. “We’ll keep it professional. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried at all,” the attractive woman replies.
Melanie is about five-eight and weighs around one-fifty. Her build is athletic and her breasts are prominent, likely a size D cup if I were to have to guess. Melanie is wearing a nice tee shirt and a pair of blue jeans that hide the fact that she works in such a very straight-laced profession. The way she holds herself is impressive as she rests both hands on her crossed legs. She has command of the room and Chastity has realized this as well. If anyone is to call the shots here tonight, it will be Melanie. The idea of it excites me a lot.
“Well, hello,” a handsome man says as he walks into the living room. He’s wearing only a towel around his waist, his sculpted chest and abs apparent as he approaches Chastity. She stands to her feet and the two of them embrace for a moment before separating. “I’m Ethan,” he finally tells her.
“Danika,” my wife replies as she uses her false name.
“Nice to meet you, Danika.” The man smiles as he clasps her hands tightly. “So, shall we get started?”
Chastity’s face turns a little red and I wonder whether she might be just a little smitten with the man in front of her. Ethan seems to be a very nice guy and his attractive build, along with his light brown hair and blue eyes, has caught her attention. I’ve seen her look at some of the other men she’s been with in a lustful way, but there’s some part of her that right now wants him more than she’s wanted the others. This concerns me some, but then again, it also turns me on as I follow them into the bedroom.
The master bedroom is enormous and contains not just a California king bed, but also a nice sofa on one side of the room. Melanie and I have a seat on the sofa and watch as the other couple kisses each other passionately. My cock becomes hard quickly as I watch Chastity pull on the tie around Ethan’s robe. It soon falls to the floor to reveal his large, hardening manhood. He then helps my wife to remove her clothing as well. They kiss hard and caress each other’s bodies with their hands as they enjoy a sort of passion that I’ve not seen between Chastity and another man before. Except for me, of course.
“They seem to really enjoy each other,” Melanie comments as she sits close to me. “How do you do this, anyway?”
“Do what?” I ask as I turn to look at her for a moment before turning my tention back to the lovers beside the bed.
“Watch your wife have sex with other men. I mean, it came pretty naturally for us to do this, but I would bet that it was more difficult for you. Men are often very territorial when it comes to their girlfriends and wives.” Again, a smirk appears on Melanie’s face. I wonder if part of the fun for her tonight is that she will get to pick around at my mind to find some hidden jealously that I’ve been hiding away.
I shrug my shoulders. “I guess it doesn’t really bother me much. Chastity did this before I met her.” A chill runs across my back as I realize that I’ve used her real name. I turn to look at Melanie.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell her.” Ethan’s wife winks at me. “What’s your real name? I know it’s not Jake. You don’t look like a Jake to me.”
I take a breath before telling her, “My name is Lane.”
“Lane? It’s very nice to meet you.” She smiles warmly at me before we both turn our attention back to the other two people in the room. Ethan is now on the bed and my wife is giving him head. He seems to enjoy the oral attention as Chastity works him over with her lips and tongue, her hands even getting into the work as they caress his large ball sack. I am always so amazed at her ability to enjoy another man so thoroughly.
“She’s good,” Melanie says as she opens her pants. She then pulls the jeans down and reveals her neatly trimmed beaver. Ethan’s wife isn’t wearing underwear. Her fingers slide around her labia and she plays with her swelling clitoris. “I hope you don’t mind if I have some fun as well.”
I swallow hard. “No, feel free,” I say with a chuckle. After watching her finger herself, I turn to look at what Chastity is up to with her client.
“Danika, that’s nice,” Ethan moans as she deep throats him. Chastity bounces her head up and down, allowing him to feel the back of her throat as she gives him a wonderful blow job. My wife is one of the greatest around at giving oral sex to a guy, and I should know. There have been plenty of times that she’s serviced me in the same way.
Chastity lifts her mouth from him and moves to his mouth. They kiss hard as his stalk throbs. My wife’s small hand keeps hold of it so that she can occasionally rub it. The two of them are passionately involved at this moment as Melanie is pleasuring herself.
“I love to masturbate while he’s with another woman,” she tells me. Two of her fingers are inside her pussy as she strokes her G-spot. “It makes me wet to watch.”
“And have you done this in front of another guy before?” I ask, out of curiosity.
She smiles. “No, you’re definitely the first,” Melanie responds. “Are you sure you’re okay if I do this?”
“Yeah, I don’t mind at all.” We both laugh a little as she pulls her wet fingers out of her snapper so that she can smear her natural lubricant all over her clit. Melanie then rubs all over the little bud before pinching it lightly and then puts her fingers back inside her soft, wet hole. She has a rhythm established that turns me on as I watch her at work. Though I promised Chastity that I wouldn’t try to fuck Melanie, I really want to right now.
“No, you can’t,” she says with a smile. “I know that look on a guy’s face. I’m not for you to fuck.” I’m shocked at the way Melanie can read me so well. “But I don’t mind if you watch, though.”
“Okay.” My heart races as I turn my attention back to my wife and Ethan on the bed. His face is now down in her crotch and he’s eating her out. Chastity’s toes are pointing hard as he pushes her legs back and enjoys the flavor of her blooming pecan. “Fuck,” I mutter as she grinds her muff into his face.
“Uh...” she whimpers as he enjoys eating her out. “Oh...” Chastity’s face contorts as she clenches her jaw. “Uhhhh...” She suddenly orgasms as Ethan laps at her wet valley. “Oh...FUCK!” He pins her down to the bed and presses his tongue down on her lady bit hard as he increases the speed with which he is licking it. “FUCK! Ethan...ohhhh...”
“He’s making her come,” Melanie says while breathing hard. She looks at me. “Will you masturbate for me, Lane?”
“What?”
“Pull your dick out and play with yourself. We can’t screw each other, but we can have fun beside each other.” Her dark eyes plead with me for a moment as I contemplate what I should do. Chastity has asked me to avoid doing this whenever she’s with a client, after all. What might she think if she seems me masturbating?
“Okay.” I open my pants and pull them to the floor, along with my underwear. My hardon is now exposed so that Melanie can see it, and she smiles. I lean back on the soft and stroke it as she continues to finger her own snapper.
“Oh, Ethan,” I hear my wife say as I turn my eyes back to them. He has rolled her over onto her stomach with her legs off the bed and entered her from behind. His enormous cock spreads her pussy lips farther apart as he thrusts into her.
“Danika, you sweet little thing,” he moans as he closes his eyes and throws back his head. “Fuck, you feel so soft inside.” Ethan’s muscles contract as he grips her ass hard with his hands. His large ball sack slaps her pussy lips repeatedly as he uses Chastity as his personal fuck toy. “You fucking little sweet thing.” He grunts as he slides in and out of her.
“Come with me, okay?” I hear Melanie say. I turn to nod my head. She seems almost ready to lose control and I want to spurt at the same time she comes. At least I will feel an intimate connection to someone else while doing this beside her.
Ethan moves faster as he humps my wife from behind. “Oh, you’re tight. Phillip was right” He groans as he ets closer to losinghis wad. Even my wife seems to be a bit more aoused again as she holds on tightly to the covers on the bed.
“I’m close,” Melanie warns me. “There’s a chance I might squirt this time.” I look over at her with surprise. Her eyes are closed as her fingers work quickly on her clit. I can smell her pussy and I wish I could taste it. Just once. I wonder if she would stop me if I were to get onto the floor and lick her muff? No, I can’t do that. I made a promise to Chastity that I would behave myself.
“Uh...FUCK!!!” Ethan pulls hard on my wife’s small hips as he fills her with his jism. “Ahhh...ahhh...uhhhhhh...” His face turns red as sweat beads form on his forehead. “Uhhhh...fuck...ohhhh...”
“AHHHH!!!” Chastity suddenly comes for a second time as her lover slams his pecker deep into her wet hole. “Ethan! OHHHH!!!” The couple orgasm hard together as his white man gravy slowly oozes from her pussy.
“I’m coming, Lane. I’m...” Melanie’s eyes become wide as she puts her left hand on my hand where I’m holding my cock. Her right hand moves rapidly over her clitoris. “Nahhh! NAHHHHH!!!” She runs her hand over the head of my cock as she pushes my hand away. I come inside her hand as Melanie takes over, stroking my manhood.
“DAMMMITTT!!!” I erupt and spray my jism onto myself and the woman beside me. “Holy SHITTT!!!” She grips my johnson tightly and I come hard. Melanie releases me suddenly as she squirts a little and I’m forced to put my hand back on my cock, but I’ve already shot most of what I had inside my balls. She creams her thighs and the floor below before we are both finished orgasming.
“Did you come?” I hear Ethan say. I turn to look and can see that he’s looking at Melanie as he sits back on the bed. “Melanie?”
She’s breathing hard, but soon responds, “Yeah.”
He turns his attention to me. “You didn’t do anything to her, right?” I get the feeling that his wife was completely off limits, which I understand. Honestly, if I was paying for this, I would have felt the same about my own wife.
“No, I didn’t,” I answer honestly.
“We masturbated together. That’s all,” Melanie tells him. She allows a brief look at me that tells me I am to keep my mouth shut about her handling my shaft.
“Yeah, we did,” I concur.
“Jake, you aren’t supposed to do that,” Chastity complains as she looks over at me. However, she can’t seem to keep an icy stare on me for long. She looks over at the man who has just emptied his balls into her. “That was a lot of fun, Ethan.”
“It was, huh?” he answers with a smile. “We should do it again.”
“Right now?” she says with a surprised look on her face.
“After some Chinese delivery?” Ethan offers.
“Sounds good,” Melanie says from beside me. Her hand is covered in her own luscious fluid, and I wish I could lick it off for her.
“I’ll throw in another thousand,” he tells my wife. “What do you think? Food and then more fun?”
Chastity smiles. “Yeah, I think that would be nice.”
“Chinese it is.” Melanie hops up from the sofa and leaves the room. She is likely going to phone in the order.
“So, the two of you didn’t do anything to each other?” Ethan asks as I pull my pants on.”
“Not at all,” I lie. “She just asked if I would masturbate with her.”
Ethan raises an eyebrow before nodding his head. “Good. That’s the way it should be.” He offers me a brief smile before kissing my wife again. I breathe a sigh of relief as I consider how easy it would have been for him to have turned and seen his wife stroking my cock a few times. Though it wasn’t sex with her, it was at least something, and I won’t soon forget it.
