Ken flew out two days later. He left a day sooner than planned. I assumed that Jatz had told him that nothing would happen until he returned to work. From this, I also assumed that Jatz was at or near her most fertile part of her cycle. It seemed that Ken was getting away so that Jatz could capture my sperm at the crucial time.

As with all things at that stage of my life, Linda was in charge. Although I was not going to refuse to provide Jatz with my sperm (if Linda agreed,) I was going to make sure that I delayed long enough that it didn’t happen immediately. Ken’s decision to leave told me that if I delayed four or five more days, it was highly likely that sex with Jatz would not produce a child. I talked to Linda about it and after Ken was on the plane, Linda confirmed that she had spoken to Jatz and all of my assumptions were correct. 

Four days after Ken had left as we prepared for dinner, I took Jatz into my arms in front of Linda and kissed her. I saw her eyes flick over to look at Linda who was smiling. This should have been no shock for Linda because we had discussed it all beforehand. As I broke away from Jatz, Linda moved over to her and took her into her arms. 

Linda held Jatz for around half a minute just looking into her eyes. It was Jatz who took the initiative and they kissed. I had been right, Jatz was attracted to Linda. While they kissed and hugged I moved around and organized the candles intending to make it an erotic dinner by candlelight. I then went to the kitchen to finalize the food preparation. When I brought the food out the girls were still hugging and kissing. There was a difference though because Katz’s hand was massaging Linda’s breasts as they kissed. Linda had one hand a lot lower.

“Dinner is served, girls.”

It was Linda who responded, “Can we delay dinner until later, Goyse?”

“Of course, milady, why don’t you girls go ahead and I’ll follow after putting the food away.”

“Don’t be too long. I think we will both need you shortly.”

Jatz just looked at me and smiled. Her eyes told a story though. Linda gave me that flash of the eyes that was her sexy trademark. They both said lust! I watched closely as both girls walked away from me with that special swaying of the hips that only women display. In my mind, I wondered who looked the sexiest. I hoped that by the end of the next couple of months I would have an answer to that question.

It took me less than fifteen minutes to put the food away after which I made my way as quietly as possible to the master bedroom. The door was slightly ajar so I was able to peer into the room to watch the girls. Jatz was lying naked on the bed and Linda had turned around on top of her. Tongues were working hard and fast associated with a great deal of moaning and groaning from both ladies.

I had no intention of disturbing Linda and Jatz so I quietly entered and took a seat in front of Linda’s makeup mirror facing the bed of course. I doubt that either lady knew that I was there. If they did they didn’t let me know.

From where I was sitting, I could not see a lot but the sounds told me a good deal. Listening to a woman approaching orgasm is very arousing to me but there is nothing like hearing two women working each other closer and closer to that point of no return. I was rock hard and dared not touch myself because if I had, I would have beaten them.

Suddenly I saw Linda move her body to roll in order to put the lighter woman on top. It was then that I knew that Linda at least knew that I was present with them.

“Jatz is ready for you. What are you waiting for Goyse, a written invitation?”

I had already shed my clothes. I was enjoying watching them and was, in fact, a little disappointed with Linda’s invitation.  I advanced to the bed. On my hands and knees on the bed, I moved towards that small dark-haired pussy that Linda had been working on. Linda took me in her hand and placed me at Jatz’s very wet entry. I pushed forward but nothing happened. Despite all her juices, she was too tight. Linda moved my head up and down a few times as I pushed forward before I could penetrate her.

“Oooohh,” issued from Jatz’s lips as I thrust forward. “Take it easy.”

“I’m sorry,” I replied as I pulled back a little.

“You’re big. Mister Ken very much not so big.” 

Linda laughed, “True, your Ken very much a little fucker. Hold on Goyse, I have something that will help.” With that, she opened a drawer beside the bed and came out with a tube of KY jell. I laughed with her.

“Pull out Goyse.”

I did as she asked and she squirted KY onto me and then spread it completely across my cock. Although it was cold the use of her hand on me kept me erect. I smiled at her and she rose up to kiss me.

I couldn’t help myself, “I wonder why my lover keeps that in her bedside table?”

Linda gave a little laugh, “With my husband overseas most of the time, a girl has to have something to keep herself entertained, doesn’t she?”

“No doubt but I’d love to see what you need that for.”

“If you’re a good little lover one day I might show you. Now, Jatz is waiting.”

Jatz had rolled onto her back with her legs spread waiting for me. I pressed back against Jatz and slowly slid all the way inside her. As I did so she arched her back and her mouth opened as if to say something but no words came out. I held still until she regained her composure. I felt her press upwards towards me and knew she was okay so started to slowly move. As I did so she whispered to me.

“You’re a big man, be nice to Jatz.”

“You like that?”

“Oh yes. I’m full with you.”

“I’m glad you like it because shortly you will be very full.”

She must have understood the joke as she giggled hysterically like a teenager. For me, I could feel how tight she was and I knew that this was not going to last for long. Time passed and as it did pleasure radiated through my body. This was something very special, especially so when Jatz pulled me down into a long passionate kiss.

I had forgotten Linda. My focus was completely on Jatz until I suddenly felt a finger enter me from the rear. Much of my pleasure had been coming from watching how much this small Asian woman was enjoying what we were doing. That finished the moment that Linda had spread KY on her finger and on my backstroke she had deposited her finger deep into my rear.

The effect was instant. My ejaculation was intense but totally against my will. I had been trying hard to last. The penetration made me thrust forward as a natural response to get away but at the same time, I erupted deep inside Jatz. Jatz pulled me hard down to her and I could hear her groaning and panting with me.

Once my orgasm had passed, Linda quickly withdrew her finger from me. I can’t say that I was impressed. I had been holding back trying to delay the inevitable believing that by lasting longer Jatz was likely to enjoy it more. I had hoped that she might even reach orgasm if I could hold out long enough. I needed to challenge Linda. In my mind, she was out of line and it sparked anger inside me.

“Why did you do that?”

Linda looked at me as if I had kicked her in the stomach. “Why not?”

“What do you mean why not? I asked you why you did that?”

“Did what?”

“You know what you did, you stuck your finger into me.”

“It made you come, didn’t it?”

“Yes, but what if I didn’t want to. What if I wanted it to last?”

“That’s why I did it.”

“Explain yourself.”

“It was supposed to be just sex.”

“It was.”

“Not from where I was. It was becoming more than just sex.”

“Fuck me! You’re jealous.”

“So I’m jealous. So what? Aren’t I allowed to get jealous when my boyfriend makes love to another woman?”

Jatz had been sitting not saying a word. Suddenly she got up and started moving towards the door. “I’ll go,” she said. I turned to her and said quite sharply.

“No, Jatz, you stay.” Jatz halted as if unsure of what to do. I repeated my demand. “You stay.”

“Alright,” she replied.

“Then I’ll go.” It was Linda.

“No, you won’t. This is your bedroom and your house. Jatz is only here because you agreed with your husband that she could be. If you have an issue with Jatz being here then you take it up with your husband, not with Jatz and definitely not with me. Do you understand?”

She sat for a moment looking at me. If looks could kill I would have perished. During our few weeks together, she had dominated because that is what I wanted. I wanted her to feel secure with me and the only way that could happen is if I gave in to her on everything, but this was too important for me to allow her to be able to manipulate. Jatz was not to blame for Linda’s jealous feelings and neither was I. If anyone was to blame it was Linda because she agreed to these arrangements.

Eventually, she answered, “I understand.”

“Good. Come here.” She moved over to me and I took her into my arms and kissed her. I then turned to Jatz and waved her over. I took Jatz into my arms and kissed her. I then pulled both of them together and kissed each in turn. “Now, you two, kiss and make up.”

They both smiled at each other than kissed. The three of us hugged for a while before Linda asked, “What happens now?”

I responded, “It’s your home, so it’s up to you.”

“I’m sorry, Goyse. I don’t know what came over me? Will you forgive me?”

I looked at Jatz and asked, “Do we forgive her Jatz?”

Jatz laughed, “She’s a lovely lady. You love her and I do too.”

“Yes Jatz, I love her but I don’t like her jealousy. Why don’t you show her how much we love her? I’ll watch, okay?”

“Okay.”

I moved away and took my place in the chair. Jatz and Linda continued to kiss. Linda’s hand moved down between Jatz’s legs. Jatz was leaking my sperm and Linda collected it in her hand, raised it to her lips and Jatz watched as Linda licked it off her hand. She then lifted the smaller woman and lay her on the bed. She then went to town cleaning up her crotch. Jatz lifted her shoulders to watch.

Meanwhile watching this had me rock hard again. I moved over behind Linda with the intent that I would enter her but before I could Linda turned to me and said, “No, Goyse, not me. I spoiled it for Jatz and for you. I want you to make love to her while I watch.”

“But won’t you get jealous again?”

“I’m going to have to learn to control that aren’t I? Otherwise, I could lose you.”

“You won’t lose me from being jealous but you will if you put the responsibility onto the wrong people.”

She didn’t answer so I moved over to Jatz who was still on her back with her beautiful bottom on the edge of the bed. I guided my cock to her honey pot and lay down on top of her. She was still very tight but velvety smooth. I was going to enjoy this. Jatz whispered in my ear, “You’re a good man, Goyse. Jatz thanks you for being good to me.”

I moved very slowly inside of her, making sure that it would last. After about five minutes I felt her pull me harder down to her. She turned her head towards me and quietly said, “You kiss me.” I didn’t need another invitation. As I kissed her I felt her start to throb inside her pussy and could feel her groaning as we kissed. I felt so good that she had orgasmed that I forced myself as deep as possible inside her and immediately reached my peak with her.

We lay together for some time allowing the beautiful feelings to slowly leave our bodies. As I recovered I rolled over so that she was on top of my body. She dropped her face down to my left ear and said, “Jatz love you, Goyse. You do things for me no one has ever done.” I turned my head to kiss her.

When we broke our kiss she whispered again in my ear, “I want your baby. I don’t want it for Ken. Jatz wants her baby for Goyse.” I kissed her again but said nothing. How can anyone reply to that? What could I say anyway?

I quickly looked across to Linda who I had forgotten about over the last five minutes. She was sitting there exactly as she had when I had last seen her except I could see a tear running down her cheek.

“Come here and join us, Linda.”

Linda moved across to sit on the edge of the bed. Jatz lifted up off me to lie beside my body. I reached across and pulled Linda down with us. Jatz rose up to kiss her but to me, it appeared that although Linda did kiss her she didn’t respond the way she had before.

Jatz must have noticed it too because she got up and said, “I’ll ring Ken. He told me to ring him when Goyse got with me.”  

I took her by the arm and pulled her back. I was becoming angry that Linda was being such a bitch. “Okay, honey. Kiss me before you go.” Jatz kissed me and I held her perhaps a little longer than I should have. When she left, Linda let me know about her displeasure.

“Why did you have to kiss her?”

“You told me to make love to her. Isn’t that what lovers do when they leave each other?”

“It was supposed to be sex. All the kissing makes it seem more than that and you kept whispering to each other. What was she saying to you?”

“What do you think she was saying to me?”

“You’re not going to tell me, are you?”

“Do you tell Ken what I whisper to you?”

“No, but that’s different.”

“Is it? Why do you think it is different?”

She ignored what I asked and said, “You’re not going to tell me, are you.” I didn’t hear it as a question but as a comment but I couldn’t help myself. I was pissed with her behaviour towards Jatz.

“How would you feel if I was to tell Ken what you say to me as we make love? If I did that, would you feel comfortable with me afterwards?

“But that’s different.”

“Why is that so different? You are Ken’s wife and I am here to make love to you. You belong to Ken in the same way as I belong to you. It is exactly the same except the roles are reversed.”

“You don’t understand.”

“You are right. I don’t understand, so why don’t you tell me what it is that I don’t understand?”

She went quiet. I waited. It was as if I could see the gears working it all out inside her head. Finally, she spoke very quietly almost inaudible. “I’m in love with you.”

“No, you’re not. You can’t be. You are Ken’s wife. You can’t fall in love with me. You and Ken made it amply clear to me that if my time with you interfered with your marriage then our affair, if you call it, that would be over. Our affair, for me, has to be about sex and satisfaction only. It’s all about you and Ken using my sperm to give you what is important to your relationship with your husband. It’s not about love. It can’t be. Once you are finished with me, I’ll eventually be discarded like a piece of wasted wrapping paper.”

“Is that how you feel?”

“How I feel doesn’t seem to enter into it. That is how it is. I’m the boyfriend to be used as you feel fit, until your husband decides to put an end to it.”

“You’re angry with me? That’s it, isn’t it?”

“No Linda. I’m not angry with you. I’m just trying to let you know how it is. At least I’m trying to let you know how you and Ken explained it to me.”

“But it’s not like that at all.”

“Okay, you explain to me how it actually is.”

Again she was silent. Again it was as if the cogs were working inside that beautiful head of hers trying to work out how to explain it differently. I sat waiting for a long time and then she burst into tears.

I took her into my arms and hugged her. Finally, she spoke. “You’re right. That is how it is, isn’t it? Ken and I are just using you but I want you to know that I am falling in love with you and I won’t discard you like you just said.”

“So when the time comes you will discard Ken then. Is that what you are saying?”

“No, I can’t let Ken go, he has always been good to me. You and I would never have got together if Ken hadn’t allowed it. Do we really need to talk about this now? I’m so messed up I don’t know what to think.”

I had to agree with her. My reaction had been overboard as if I had been trying to hurt her for her non-acceptance of Jatz. “Whew,” I rubbed my hands through my hair. “We are really getting fucked up, aren’t we?”

“Yep, fucked up just about explains it. How are we going to handle it when I’m pregnant and Ken tells us it’s over?”

“I don’t know. Perhaps we need to make sure that you don’t get pregnant. That will give us a little more time to work out an answer.”

She mumbled something but I didn’t catch it so I asked, “What was that?”

“I said if there is an answer.”

“Yep, you’ve got that right, if there is an answer. Come on, Jatz would have finished her phone call by now. Let’s join her.”

“Okay, if you insist.”

Once again I saw that jealous streak coming out. It was becoming obvious that I needed to deal with that but I didn’t have a clue on how to.

We joined Jatz who was bright and happy. Obviously, the phone call to Ken had gone well. I would have liked to have known what had transpired but knew that discussions between couples should remain confidential, so didn’t ask. It was while we were having dinner that it suddenly occurred to me that Linda had not called Ken. It then occurred to me that Linda hadn't called him last night either. She had stopped calling her husband. What the hell is she up to?