We left soon after. Sue and Paulo showered and in between dressing finished off their champagne. It was strange watching her dry herself and dress alongside Paulo. It was almost as if it was a natural occurrence. What was more arousing however was watching Paulo helping her put her panties on. Sue had asked me for them back. “I don’t want to start leaking in the back of the taxi,” she said with a smile.
Paulo took them from me as soon as I pulled them from my jacket pocket and knelt down at her feet holding them open for her. Sue stepped into them, one foot at a time, and then lifted the hem of her dress right up while Paulo pulled them up her legs all the way to the tops of her thighs. It was then Sue took over and pulled them over her bottom. She took a few moments to adjust them around her crotch, looking at herself in the mirror at the same time, and it was exciting watching her with hem raised. She was being deliberately provocative and Paulo groped her sex through the material of her panties. “I want a fuck,” he commented.
Sue let her dress fall into place before kissing him and fondling his bulge. “Later,” she told him. “You can fuck me when you get me home.”
When we got back we were all soon in bed. They were in a hurry and went ahead of me, hand in hand, and by the time I settled in my bed, I could hear the sounds of their moans and cries. I found myself pushing down the duvet and taking my erection in my hand. I had done this so many times in the past; sneaking away for some self-love. Taking myself in hand and fantasising about Sue fucking another man. My climaxes had always been so good but they were no comparison to the real thing. I could hear Paulo grunting and groaning very loudly. He was climaxing; cumming inside my wife. Filing her with his cum and she was enjoying every moment of it. I came too with a groan as my cum splashed against my stomach.
I lay there for a few minutes afterwards recovering in the silence and then I went to the bathroom before settling down in bed again. There was still silence from down below and the excitement for me began to wane. Unlike the fantasy where Sue would curl up in bed beside me afterwards, I was alone now. Sure, Sue was curled up bed now, but it wasn’t with me, it was with her lover Paulo and no doubt she would wake up with him too and fuck again before the morning sun lit the skies.
I slept well, so well in fact that I didn’t realise that Sue had climbed into my bed until I felt her lips around my cock. I thought I was imagining it all until I opened my eyes and saw her looking up at me smiling.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” she said.
It was Sunday morning now and like Sunday’s at home, we would wake leisurely and fuck. But this Sunday there would be no fuck. Sue slid back up the bed and kissed me. “Paulo’s gone into town to the Supermercado.”
I turned onto my side and pulled her to me, my cock hard and ready for her. Sue lifted it so that it rested on her thigh. “You don’t want... “
She smiled. “I’m supposed to be Paulo’s for the holiday remember,” she told me.
“But... “
She kissed me. “I couldn’t stop you if you wanted to take me but it wouldn’t be in the spirit of things would it?” she said holding my erection. “We all agreed that Paulo would be my lover for the holiday and that means he should be the only one fucking me.”
I wanted her and yet holding back stirred something inside me. She was denying me because she belonged to another and I found that exciting. She was also refusing me, not just that, Sue was also letting me know that she preferred Paulo fucking her to me
“But that doesn’t mean to say that I can’t take care of your needs some other way,” she added. “Paulo says that I should make you cum as often as possible.”
“By hand and orally?”
Her hand gripped my erection firmly as she smiled. “Preferably handjob only,” she answered. “He says my mouth and my cunt should be for his use only.”
I groaned.
“Would you like me to make you cum?” she said as she began stroking me.
“Yesssss,” I replied turning onto my back.
Sue adjusted her position and began to slowly masturbate me. “So that’s settled then is it,” she asked. “My cunt belongs to Paulo for the duration of the holiday?”
There was only one answer to that. Sue reached over and kissed me as I came close to the edge. “Paulo will be pleased to hear that too,” she whispered. “He doesn’t just love my cunt, he worships it too.”
My loud groan was followed by a stream of cum gushing over Sue’s hand.
We lay together for a short while afterwards. It was good to feel the heat of her body against me once again and taste her lips. It was also good to touch her once again. Whatever else I couldn’t do to her, at least I could touch her sex and fondle her breasts. It was also nice to be able to talk intimately once again.
I wanted to know about her feelings for Paulo. It was important for me to know and Sue was candid with me about them. “I never knew that sex could be so good,” she told me.
It wasn’t pleasant to listen too. My ego was hurt but I understood her. Men cum just the once during sex but a woman can have multiple orgasms. Paulo and I can count our orgasms each time we have sex with Sue but she losses count sometimes when Paulo fucks her. So I can understand her when she says that she enjoys sex more with him than with me.
I also had to remember that Paulo was only the second man that she had ever had sex with and I could imagine that his size and stamina must have blown her away that first time in his hotel room. I had been hurt when she had admitted to having had sex with him without my knowledge the first time we had met him, but I understood that too now. She was going to be committing herself to two weeks of sex with a practical stranger and she had to be sure that she was doing the right thing.
