May dressed and went into the bar, where Bart was prepping for the after-work crowd. She gave him a peck on the cheek and said, “Thank you, that was lovely.”

Bart took her in his arms and replied, “No, thank you; it was very special for me, I have been wanting to fuck you since you first came in here and left with Gerard. I expect to enjoy more soon,” then he kissed her full on the mouth.

“Where’s Bob gone to? What sort of mood was he in when he left?” she asked.

“I think he went home to get his reward. He seemed quite happy and satisfied. He should be waiting for you when you get there.” He patted her on the bum, sending her off.

As she drove home, May contemplated this new situation. Taking on another sex partner seemed like solving a problem by making it more complicated. In addition to having Al back in her life, she might now have Bart as well, depending on what Bob has in mind. Juggling three men sounded exhausting to her at that moment.

When she had taken her walk-about after Al left, she decided to call her best friend Cindy who initiated her into the hot wife life and could usually be counted on for tough, direct advice. This time she did not disappoint.

"Listen, May, you have got to take control of your men; it’s all about pussy power. You are in charge whether you know it or not. Hopefully, while Al was gone, you learned that the most important thing about him is his big, beautiful cock that is always hard for you.

“He was lured away from you once and it will happen again; some cute young thing will try to marry him. So use him, but don’t let it fuck up your marriage; be in charge. As for Bob, he can’t decide what he wants, so you do it for him. He will always be intimidated by the young stud who you professed to love, so soft pedal that talk, but he is a cuckold wannabe, so you need to make that happen for him.

And while I’m on the subject, you need to do something for your son, Tommy. It’s time his naive little fiancee learns the family history because the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. You can save him some future heartache by letting her know that there are other options for wives these days and being a good example for her.

“As his godmother, I considered a wedding gift of a week at that Jamaican resort that I enjoyed so much. I’m sure that one of those hung black beach studs would open her eyes, and some other things as well.”She had given May lots of things to contemplate.

When May entered her bedroom, she found her husband lying naked on the bed with his half-erect penis in his hand. “I was beginning to think you had stayed for a second round with Bart,” he told her.

“Would you have liked that? Would you like me to tell you how we couldn’t keep our hands off each other and I rode him to another copious load of cum? Here, lie back and let me sit on your face. I have a very cum-filled pussy for you to lick.”

May was beginning to enjoy shocking Bob with slutty talk; he clearly liked her as a slut. She kneeled over his shoulders and, holding the headboard, lowered her hot pussy to his lips.

“Lick it good, cuckie, you need to practice if I’m going to keep fucking Bart and maybe others. That’s what you want isn’t it? For me to bring home a well-fucked pussy for you to clean up and soothe while I give you all the deets. Good boi, don’t forget my rosebud too.”

By the time May had another quivering orgasm, Bob’s face was covered with an assortment of fluids from a few sources. May flopped down beside him for a few moments before getting a warm washcloth in the bathroom and wiping him clean. Then she straddled his hard cock and slid it into her nice clean pussy.

She watched closely for Bob’s reaction to her slutty domination talk. To her surprise, he seemed content and aroused at the same time. She decided it was a good time to bring up Al, "You know I saw Al today.” It was not a question. "He wants to see me again, and I want to fuck him again.” Bob listened without comment.

“I have gotten over my initial infatuation with him, and I understand that you feel threatened by him. You do not have to be concerned, actually you never did. He never threatened our marriage, and now I intend to keep him at arms length, except when I want his big, rampant cock. Then I am going to need your soothing tongue” Her pussy slowly and gently slid back and forth on his erection.

“How often will that be?” Bob wanted to know. He was not near cumming, but his cock felt happy.

“As often as I want. Now that you have brought Bart into the picture, I have a varied menu of options to choose from.”

“Was it good with Bart and me today? “ He looked at her with hope in his eyes.

“Yes, it was quite lovely; very different from a young bull who gives me many, fast orgasms. This is my first experience with two older men, it is more mellow and slow to reach a sweet and intense orgasm.

“I think I could enjoy a whole evening being fucked by you and Bart. Al wears me out in a half hour.” Bob’s cock was beginning to show signs of fatigue. May kissed him and rolled off him.

“Let’s go out to dinner tonight, not to Bart’s place, somewhere we have never been.” Bob nodded his agreement and went to shower off. May lay there for a while contemplating what she had set in motion today, and she was pleased.

This is definitely The End