Juliette lay there in silence for what seemed to her, an eternity, but in reality, it was only ten minutes or so. She wondered if Mark was still lying on top of Sharon, still erect and deeply embedded inside her. She couldn’t understand it. She should have felt anger and jealousy, but it was quite the opposite. She felt arousal instead. She wondered if they were kissing; Sharon thanking him for such a wonderful fuck. She knew that Dave was lousy in bed – Sharon was always complaining about him. He was too quick and then he would just roll over and go to sleep. Mark wasn’t like that. He made sure she orgasmed before cumming himself and he always kissed and cuddled before sleeping.
The sound of bedsprings creaking pulled her from her thoughts, then she heard footsteps. It was Sharon. She leant over and kissed her. “You okay, luv?” she said as she began to free her wrists.
Juliette told her she was fine. “You’re okay with everything?” Sharon asked. “I would never want to hurt you,” she said as she began to free her legs. Juliette stood up and Sharon hugged her.
“I’m sorry but I just had to another shag from him. You don’t know what it’s like to have lousy sex night after night.”
Juliette hugged her. “I’m glad you enjoyed him.”
Sharon put her arm around her and led her back to the bedroom, where Mark was sitting up bemused by the spectacle of his wife and Sharon walking in naked to join him. Juliette climbed in beside him at her usual side of the bed, and Sharon climbed in on the other side of the bed. Suddenly Juliette burst out laughing. “This is fucking bizarre,” she said.
Mark put his arms around both women. “Feels quite natural to me,” he joked.
Juliette pulled the duvet back so that his cock was exposed. It was still not fully flaccid. She reached for it and wrapped her hand around it. Sharon quickly followed suit, and with her hand touching him as well, it began to stiffen. “Can I suck him, Juliette?”
She looked at Mark. “Do you want her to suck you, darling?”
“Is the Pope a fucking Catholic?”
She laughed and moved her hand away. Sharon adjusted herself in the bed and took her mouth to his cock. Her hand held him firmly and her head began to bob up and down with her lips tight around him. Juliette reached across and began to stroke her head. “Don’t go all the way, Sharon,” she told her. “Put his cum to good use.”
Sharon looked up at her. “I don’t mind if he gets you pregnant. In fact, I think it would be better that you knew who the father was!”
She lifted her face away. “It might take a little time, Juliette. It’s going to mean that we could be fucking for a few weeks even months. Are you sure about it?”
Mark reached for his wife’s hand. “Juliette has a thing about watching me fuck another woman,” he told her. “It’s been a fantasy of hers for a while now, Sharon. We’ll both be doing her a favour.”
She could see the surprise on Sharon’s face as Sharon leaned over to kiss her. “Well, if that’s what you want, luv, I’ll be more than happy to oblige.”
Juliette nodded.
“Perhaps you could give your husband and I more room in the bed, Juliette?” she told her. “Go and sit on that chair and watch me enjoying sex with your husband,” she added nodding at the dressing table chair.
Juliette got out of bed and sat down as Sharon sat astride Mark. She watched them kiss like long time lovers; watched Mark cup her breasts in his eager hands and Sharon cup his face in her hands. “I wish I had known this before. I have always fancied fucking you,” she said quietly.
It came as no surprise to Juliette. She knew Sharon well; she knew the look of lust in a woman’s eyes and Sharon had not been slow in showing it when Mark was around. She knew that their friendship had held her back from turning fantasy into reality, but now all barriers were down. Sharon moved off his lap and lay back with her head facing the bottom of the bed. She drew her knees back and spread her thighs wide. ”Come on Mark. My cunt’s all yours,” she said turning to Juliette and smiling.
Juliette sat and watched them make love. It wasn’t lust. Sharon had her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his shoulders, and her lips glued to his. Mark had his hands under her bottom pulling himself tighter into her as he fucked. They were oblivious to her presence, so much so, that she was able to touch herself while they fucked. Halfway through, they stopped and changed to a different position.
She had expected it to happen. Mark loved doggy fashion. He liked to spank as he fucked, and Sharon had long dark hair for him to pull. He also liked to talk dirty. Juliette was used to being called a slut and a whore. She enjoyed it. And so did Sharon. When he pulled out of her she sank down where she was, bottom still in the air and face buried in the duvet. She quietly moaned to herself as Mark climbed off the bed and went across to Juliette.
He was still erect, and his cock glistened with their juices. Juliette didn’t need telling, she sank to her knees and took his cock to her mouth. It was all part of her fantasy; to clean her husband’s cock after fucking another woman. In a few minutes, she would be fulfilling another part of the fantasy. Her husband’s cum was slowly oozing out of Sharon and making its way down the inside of her thighs. Her clean up job was unfinished.
*****
Mark and Juliette were kissing and cuddling after a Sunday morning fuck when the telephone rang. It was Sharon. “Dave’s fucked off to play golf again,” she moaned. “You two got anything planned for today?”
“We were just about to get up and shower,” Juliette told her.
Sharon laughed. “Hope you two have been behaving yourself!”
It was Juliette’s turn to laugh. “Mark has been very bad. He woke me and took advantage of me.”
