Mike had definitely gotten Kim’s message that she was not impressed with his act of poor judgment. Sleeping with a prostitute on his business trip to the Caribbean? Not cool! 

After Kim took her initial revenge, she didn’t want him making love to her for a while until he had truly learned his lesson. She told him he would have to follow her instructions before she would allow him access to her sex or for that matter even allow him to masturbate. 

That poor puppy dog, you should have seen his sad eyes when he got the news. He masturbated probably at least once on the days that they didn’t have sex and often multiple times when she was gone for a business trip and he was bored. 

In general, she was always pretty easy about accommodating his sex drive. Especially if a quick fix meant he’d be out of her hair and off happily cooking the family dinner and doing dishes as her reward. 

His favorite quick fix would be when he’d come home early, horny and the kids were still at school. He’d sneak up behind her. She’d be standing at her desk with her headphones on a work call. He would check out her lovely shaped buttocks in her tight yoga pants, stand behind her and start pleasuring himself. 

Being on a call, not available for him to fuck, she’d slowly pull down her pants for him, arch forward, and spread her cheeks to give him a good look at her fine ass and hot sex. All the while she’d be keeping up her ever professional demeanor.

“Yes, Jim, I hear what you are saying,” she’d say to the person on the line. Only letting out a slight gasp as he’d lean in to squeeze her buttcheek or reach over to stroke her luscious bush, giving her a quick jolt. She had come to enjoy the naughtiness and challenge of trying to keep a professional front while eagerly anticipating the surprise feeling of his warm cum gushing over her bottom and onto her panties.

When he’d finish, he would pull up her panties and pants. Leaving her with a light pat on her butt, he whispered, “Thanks,” and then he’d be off. She found it satisfying in a warped way she could only explain by the power she’d feel being able to elicit such desire from him with her body. It was after all hers to give. Or as was the case now, to withhold... 

ooOoo

Over the past three weeks, Kim would let him have none of that or anything of a sexual nature for that matter. Mike was clear on that, not even trying. She told him to hand over his computer and phone. She put age restriction filters on them, denying him access to any visual temptation. He grudgingly accepted the deal.

Mike was on his best behavior. Cooking, cleaning, taking care of the kids. He even started putting events on the family calendar, something he’d normally never do. It was all in a desperate attempt to get back on her good side, or better yet, back inside her pussy.

As the weeks passed, Kim would masturbate every once in a while when she was in the mood and had the house to herself (which was rare). But she was starting to miss that feeling of being intimate with Mike. Him pounding her soft flesh and fingering her to a climax. She knew she wanted to make love to him again eventually. 

She had often felt it was Mike who always wanted sex. But now, she noticed her mind trailing off more and more often to that itch only Mike could scratch. She realized, as time passed, that she missed a good fuck every once in a while. At the same time, she didn’t want to give him the impression of satisfaction that all was forgiven. He had to know that she was in control and if she would let him fuck her again, it would be on her terms.

ooOoo

An excellent opportunity came up when her college friend James happened to swing through town. He’d sent her a text to see if she wanted to meet up for dinner. Kim always had kept a soft spot for him. He’d been fun as a casual boyfriend, but as time progressed it also became clear he wasn’t exactly marriage material. They had parted on good terms and had always stayed in contact.

When she was in-between boyfriends, they’d hook up every once in a while for old time's sake. They were sexually quite compatible and he was always up to give her a good time without making things complicated by becoming needy and begging her to get together more often. He was fine with her using him as her booty call every once in a while.

That, however, was a long time ago and had stopped after she had met and married Mike. They would still visit though and Mike and James got along well, both being cycling nuts. In a way, when the three of them would meet, it was Kim who often felt like the third wheel as the boys would incessantly chat about their bikes and gravel rides they had finished or were training for. 

'Borrringg!' She thought.

After she got the text from James and had agreed on a time and place to meet, she came up with another devious plan to get even with Mike. She told him they were going out that evening to meet James and that she had arranged a sitter for the kids. She asked him to pick out some clothes for her to wear while she was finishing up work. She knew Mike always liked to show off his hot wife to James. There was still this bit of male chauvinist competition between the two of them, something she enjoyed toying with. 

He picked out her hot red dress, crotchless pantyhose, his favorite lace panties, and matching red heels. The outfit was normally reserved for special occasions such as birthdays and anniversaries. He loved her “losing” the panties at some point on their date night and then he’d be rushing home, eager to fuck her in that outfit.

“How do I look?” Kim asked after she got dressed.

“Hot and ready,” Mike responded eagerly.

“Well, we’ll see about that. You’ll have to earn it,” Kim said. 

When it was about time for the babysitter to arrive, which Kim actually never arranged, she told Mike: “Darn, sorry hon but I think our sitter is a no show. Would you mind staying here with the kids? I haven’t seen James in soo... long.” 

Mike, couldn’t really say no, given the situation he’d been in. “Sure,” he said trying to hide his disappointment, “Have fun. Say hi to James for me.” He kissed her on the cheek. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks, babe,” Kim said. “But make sure you remember our deal. I don’t even want you thinking about this hot package and touching your dick. And you better believe me, I will know if you didn’t follow the rules when I get home.”

Mike let out a frustrated sigh. “Yes love, I will behave. But, I really hope we can put this past us at some point, please?”  He pleaded.

Kim put a finger on his lips. “Tut-tut,” she said. “You’re the one who made a bad choice my love. Don’t blame me for this. Your time will come when we are square again.”

Then she turned around, making sure he got a good look at that nice pert ass he loved so much and walked out the door to her car.

ooOoo

She was looking forward to seeing James again. He always had a special place in her heart. He was still a regular visitor in her imagination when she needed a little assistance getting over the edge. The good memories of uncomplicated sex in her college days were a tantalizing contrast with the often hectic life she was living now. Between work, kids, and social obligations, lovemaking sessions were often hurried stolen moments, unfortunately.

Visiting with James was always a little bit like time travel. It allowed her to reconnect with that carefree period of her life and all the experimentation that came with it.

Her lovemaking sessions with James had always been fun and uncomplicated. He was never looking too seriously for a relationship. But he was also not a jock on testosterone looking to hump anything in sight. He did however always manage to have a roster of a few girls he would sleep with, in alternating periods of intensity. 

It had never really bothered her that he saw others. She just liked being around him and he was quite capable of satisfying her in bed when she needed it. He enjoyed pounding her and his mouth and hands knew their way around her body, expertly making her float off to blissful orgasms. He loved to finish fucking her from behind. He would perch her on the old leather chair in front of the street-facing ground floor-level window.

It was always a bit tantalizing to sit there while he finished inside her willing cunt. But by the time she was bent over on that lovemaking throne, she would be so horny and ecstatic that her brain was not capable of worrying or caring about a stranger walking by and seeing them enjoy their carnal pleasures.

 ooOoo

She pulled up at the hotel parking lot, a fluttery feeling in her belly and some wetness in her panties. She checked herself in the car mirror, did a quick lipstick touch-up, and decided she was ready to see her James.

James looked as boyish as ever with his messy curly hair. He was tall, six-feet-four, and athletic. He used to row crew in college and had nicely formed abs and a broad chest without looking like a bodybuilder. Now on the other side of forty, he still was fit and radiant with energy. Some gray hair had started mixing in, but he aged well she thought as she leaned in to greet him with a kiss.

“Hey James, what a nice surprise,” she said. “So nice of you to call me to tell me you were in town. You're looking great,” she complimented him.

James smiled and checked her out in her hot red dress and heels. 

“Well hello there, beautiful,” he said appreciatively. “What do I deserve the honor of receiving this fine package all by herself?”

James was always pretty clear that he still loved her body and looks. And given their history, she always took it as a compliment, as he was never pushy to try to get her back in bed. He knew she had made a choice and moved on in her life. He was fine with the good memories and still enjoyed her company on her terms. Heck, he even liked her husband Mike. James could see what had attracted him to Kim.

“Well, the sitter was a no-show and Mike picked out the outfit,” she said, making air quotes at no-show.

“Well good deal on both counts,” James winked.

“I got us a table in this quiet corner by the window. Shall we go there?” he asked. 

“Yes, I’d love to,'' she said cheerfully and put her arm through his. “Let’s make this a proper date!”

James smiled, “Well you are all cheer, excellent! Glad you are feeling good.”

“Enough about gorgeous me. Tell me how is this well-aging stud doing?” she asked teasingly.

“Well,” he said “professionally things are going just fine as you can see. But as far as the personal and love life, I am at a bit of a turning point I guess. I’m realizing that as I get older, the women I’m seeing go up in age too. And I’m reaching a point where most of them are either committed or no longer interested in men like me. And, quite frankly it’s starting to get a bit lonely at times. Believe it or not, I think I may need to finally get serious and settle down.” 

Kim smiled understandingly at him.

“How about you, what’s happening, beautiful? One big hot party with your hubby and kids?” 

She told him about Mike’s Caribbean adventure she had discovered and how she had gotten back at him. 

“Poor guy,” James laughed. “And how long do you plan on torturing him, and yourself? I know you’ll want his cock inside you at some point,” he said. “I’m not buying it for one minute that you would be able to last for more than one month without a good hard fuck. I could almost set the clock on it back in the old days when you were in between boyfriends to get your booty call,” he said laughing.

“So what is your plan? What needs to happen before you let him back in your good graces?” he asked.

“Well...“ she said, giving a quick look around the restaurant, then she paused. She pulled her panties down with one hand and grabbed his hand and placed it under her short dress in her hot lap. 

“How about we get square with him together? It sounds like you could use some action as well, given your sad state of scoring hot MILF pussy,” she said flirtatiously. 

He looked at her, raised eyebrows. “You’re sure about that?” 

“Yes,” Kim smiled giving his hand in her lap a moist squeeze, “very!” 

“Mike always has these cuckold fantasies. I want you to fill up my pussy, as you used to, as a present for Mike. I’m sure he’ll thank you later.”

“Well, I don’t know about him thanking me,” said James. “But, I won’t say no to your offer, it sounds like Mike needs a lesson,” he said with an understanding wink and started to stroke her moist clit softly with one finger. 

“Do you want to go up?” he asked. 

“No,” she sighed softly, “Let’s sit here for a minute while you play with me.” 

The waitress came over. “Anything else I can get the two of you?”

“Would you like any dessert, baby?” James asked innocently.

“No, I’m ready,” she managed to gasp while trying to smile at the waitress without rolling her eyes back as James’ fingers were expertly hitting her sweet spots.

“Alright, well enjoy the rest of your night,” she said, raising her eyebrows, suspecting something was up. 

“Thanks, I’m sure we sure will, it’s our anniversary night,” James said with a wink. 

Kim laughed as she let out a deep breath she had been holding trying to focus, with James skillfully jamming two fingers up her wet cunt as he was talking to the waitress. 

She looked at him with a smile, “Anniversary night. Yeah right, just like old times! Let’s go, I think I’m ready!”

“Excellent, me too,” he said

ooOoo

Mike was sitting on the couch watching some survival show when Kim came home. 

“How was James doing?” he asked. 

“Oh fine,” she said, ”he brought you a present.” 

Mike looked at her surprised, “For me?” 

“Yes,” Kim said, “come upstairs to unwrap it. Just give me one minute.” 

Kim went up and Mike followed a few moments later.

Kim had laid down in bed, still wearing her red dress, crotchless hose, no panties just how Mike liked it.

“Come and get your present,'' she said motioning him over with her finger. “It’s something you’ve been fantasizing about.”

“Can I finally  fuck you?” Mike asked eagerly. 

“Not yet,” Kim said sternly. “You first need to get your present from James.” She grabbed his head and guided it between her legs. 

As his head approached her sex, he noticed how wet and swollen her pussy was. 

“Finally!” He thought, elated.

It didn’t require much force to push his face into her hot mess and to entice him to get a good taste of her. 

“Can you lick me please baby?” She asked in a sweet voice. 

Mike didn’t need any encouragement. He lived for eating her hot pussy. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner as far as he was concerned. His cock started throbbing as he hungrily started to eat her hot dish. Finally, after all those weeks of being denied access to her sex. 

Kim moaned satisfied and started grinding her wet essence into his face. 

She tasted salty, yet slightly different than normal. ‘Not in a bad way. Just a tad unusual,’ he mused. 

“Are you ready for James’ gift?” Kim asked. As she pulled her fingers through his hair, giving it a slight pull. 

“Uhuh,” Mike murmured while he gently sucked and pulled her delicate labia with his lips.

Kim slightly arched her back, tightened her love tunnel muscles, and squeezed out a hot load of James’ cum into Mike’s face and mouth. 

“There’s your present, Mike,” she said sweetly yet deviously at the same time. “You always love watching those cuckold cunts oozing cum and getting licked clean and then fucked by their husbands. You waited sooo long and patiently,” she purred. “I thought I would reward you by living out your fantasy.”

Mike looked up, a mix of cum and her pussy cream on his face. “You did what?” He exclaimed, bewildered. 

“Well Mike, I’d thought I’d do both of us a favor,” she quipped. “Now we’re square plus you get to feel what it’s like to eat and fuck a creamed pussy. Sure sounds like a win-win to me.”

Mike sat there for a moment, stunned. 

Then Kim urged him on in a threatening tone: “You better show me some action now, Mike! Before I change my mind.”  

Mike sprung immediately into action. His cock was hard, balls full from weeks of denied sex. He was eager to empty them in her wanting cunt. The sight of her cum overflowing pussy and the idea of actually being able to experience the sloppy messy sex he enjoyed getting off on, made his brain pretty much blackout from a rush of horniness. 

Kim gasped as he forcefully rammed his hard rod deep inside her. All those weeks of denying his cock turned him into a wild beast. Once she had allowed him to release his desire for her, she had returned control to him. He was going to do with her body as he pleased. He was going to use her to satisfy weeks of pent up lust for her. 

Kim was more than happy to be on the receiving end of the animalistic desires he needed to release. His cock was bigger and harder than she’d ever felt. His thrusts deep inside her love temple, were forceful, almost violent, ravishing her sex. It felt good, stretching her hot cunt even further, building on the amazingly hot fuck she had enjoyed earlier with James. 

'Two cocks in one night, I could get used to that,' she thought.

He pounded her hard, legs up, holding her ass in the air using brute strength she could not resist. Then he turned her around, placing her on her stomach. Spreading her legs apart with his forceful legs, he grabbed her ass with his strong hands and controlled her body. She gave herself over as he drilled his hard cock back into her heat. He placed his hands on each side of her hips, thrusting his rod rhythmically deep inside her. All the while, letting her feel his dominance and desire to make her honeypot overflow with the delicious warm cream that she had made him save up. 

She felt him climax as his thrusts became slower, deeper, and harder. His engorged balls slapping against her sensitive lips, giving her wet sensitive mess a wonderful massage. Then she felt his cock push deep inside her, pulsating, draining weeks of saved cum from his heavy balls inside her ravaged cunt. 

He let out a loud moan, his body spasming, and when he was done, resting exhausted on her back, his still firm manhood inside her as she was slowly milking it with her strong vaginal muscles as a post fuck work-out. 

“Well, did you enjoy your present?” She asked. 

“Tell James, thank you,” he said with a smile. 

“I will. I guess we’re good and square then?” She said, more as a rhetorical question. 

Mike kissed her on her lips. “Of course,” he said as he thought about how his digression, in the end, led to not one but two memorable sexual experiences.