It has been six months since the castle adventure. Lori has not attempted to get me back yet. I am worried that she is planning something bad for me.
I am not a jealous husband, as you know that Lori and I have had sex with our friends, or I have watched her have sex with men and women.
I know I am jealous of the young man who took Lori's cherry. She lost her virginity while in high school after her senior prom. I have seen her prom pictures, and she was gorgeous. Imagine an eighteen-year-old version of Lori. You can view her picture above. Unfortunately, Kirk was a strong, handsome lad, especially in his prom tuxedo.
Kirk was not a football or baseball superstar. He was a track and field superhero. He won a gold medal in the decathlon when he was just twenty. He got his picture on a box of Wheaties, just like Bruce Jenner. He was in a few movies and started a gym franchise, and now he is a millionaire.
As I said, he was Lori’s first. He was also second through about fifty. Not that Lori was promiscuous, but more rebellious. She always told Kirk no to sex, as her family was Catholic. However, one week before the prom, she found out she was barren. So, in anger at God, she gave away her virginity.
She told me the story before we got married, as we were truthful with each other. Since she informed me of her tale, I told her mine. I was also eighteen and in high school. I did not have my innocence taken by another teenager who was not experienced. My cherry was popped by the girls' volleyball coach and my math teacher. Her name was Miss Goodbody, unbelievably. She did not have a good body; she had an impressive body. She was blonde, 6'2”, had a large rack, and a round juicy ass.
One day after school, while I was showering alone after baseball practice, I heard someone call out in pain. I wrapped a towel around myself and went into the hallway to check it out. Miss Goodbody had tripped while bringing the equipment in from the gym. She had twisted her knee. I helped her into the boys' locker room and tried to stabilize her knee. My towel slipped off, and one thing led to another. I received my first blow job, first fuck, and first ass fuck, all in the same session. We had sex about three times a week until I graduated and then I never saw her again.
Lori came home excited Monday evening after her last weather report. She asked me to keep Friday night free, as we are throwing a dinner party. She listed the guests that we were to entertain. Misty, her best friend. Annie, Dakota's nanny, and birth mother. Miss Goodbody from my old high school. The last person was Kirk Bennett. My wife's cherry-taker, gold medal winner, movie star, successful businessman, and millionaire. Yes, that Kirk.
So, there it was. It was my turn to get burned. I do not know how, but I know the players.
Lori was tight-lipped about Friday night. I could not squeeze any information out of Misty or Annie, either.
The week dragged on. Friday is finally here. Lori and I have not had sex since last Saturday. That is not a record for us, but it was much longer than usual. I came home from work early so that I could help set up and be showered and dressed ahead of time. Lori took the entire day off. She got her hair styled, had a mani-pedi, and had her downstairs waxed.
Lori had hired an expensive food caterer for our dinner party. The servers were all males, clad in black tuxedos. A master chef prepared the food, and the drinks were top shelf.
Lori was dressed in a black, strapless gown that was tight to her figure. She wore no bra, so her nipples impressed through the silky material. She put four-inch stilettos on her dainty feet. I put on my standard black pinstriped suit and gray collar shirt with no tie.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom limousine pulled up to our home. Two of our servers went out and opened the doors on each side of the limo. Misty and Annie departed the limo from the far door, and Miss Goodbody and Kirk departed the door nearest to the house.
Misty wore a red, backless dress that ended just below her ass. The top stressed her large breasts. Red four-inch stilettos were on her feet.
Annie was dressed in a single-open-shoulder gown that looked like it was painted on. It was black and so sheer that you could see her areolas and nipples through the top. You could perceive that she was not wearing panties, as her triangular bush was noticeable as well. She wore black flats. She also put on a medical bracelet that designated her as deaf.
The tall and stunning Miss Goodbody was wearing a white tuxedo and without a blouse. The sides of her globes were visible. She donned a black bow tie on her neck. She wore white four-inch stilettos. She was 6'2" tall without shoes, so she now towered over everyone.
Kirk was wearing a black tuxedo and a silver shirt. He was 6'4" tall and had the straightest, whitest teeth that I ever saw. He wore a gold Rolex watch and a large gold ring on each middle finger. He was a strong, handsome man.
"It's time to greet the guests," Lori called to me. She walked out onto the front porch and hugged and kissed each lady on both cheeks. She stepped up to Kirk and gave him a lengthy hug that lasted too long. She then gave him a sensual kiss on the lips.
I delivered a brief hug and kiss to Misty and Annie as I received them at the door. I said, "Welcome to our home, Miss Goodbody." She hugged me and gave me a French kiss. "Please, call me Ima," she requested. I snickered to myself, "Ima Goodbody."
I greeted Kirk with a firm handshake while patting him on his other arm. I could tell he was well built.
We all mingled before dinner. We drank a few cocktails and had small talk. Lori talked to Kirk, catching up and talking about old times. I tried to listen in when I could. I was jealous. I have not ever seen Lori lustfully look at a man the way she was at Kirk. He was so fucking charming.
Ima captured me in the corner for a while. She was telling me about her life after we split up. That is how she put it. She stayed on at the high school for another term. It turned out she had to endure rumors about her fucking one of her students the prior year. She left the high school and became a mathematics professor at the University of Georgia, which is where she is still now. She winked and bragged about how she likes to privately tutor the black football players.
We all sat down at the dinner table. Three on each side. There was Annie, Ima, and me on one side. Misty, Kirk, and Lori sat on the other side. I watched throughout dinner how Kirk and Lori laughed and talked. I noticed how he kept putting his hand on her shoulder and thigh. Lori dropped her hand under the table a few times as she looked Kirk in the eyes while talking.
Dinner was finally over, so we all went to the den and continued drinking and conversing.
At about ten o'clock, two servers ushered me into my bedroom. While we were entertaining, the staff rearranged the setup in our bedroom. The king-sized bed was centered in the room. There was a high back armless chair against the wall facing the foot of the bed. A couch was against the wall on the right side of the bed.
They instructed me to strip down to my boxers. The boxers I was wearing were the loose-fitting kind with the opening so you could whip your dick out. I sat in the chair as the servers duct-taped my ankles to the chair legs. Then they pulled my arms behind the chair back and attached a pair of handcuffs to my wrists.
All four ladies entered and stood at the end of the bed, facing me. Kirk came in and put a ten thousand dollar pearl necklace around each of the girls' necks.
Two servers took off all his clothes and shoes. He was standing in front of me with nothing on him except a swinging seven-inch flaccid cock, his rings, and a Rolex watch. He was more muscular than me, more handsome than me, taller than me, richer than me, and I was soon to find out he had a nine-inch erect cock that was thicker than mine. "This is just great!" I said to myself.
Lori walked to Kirk, dropping the top of her dress down below her small, perky breasts. Her pink nipples were hard and stuck out further than I had ever seen. She brought Kirk's head down so that his lips were covering her right nipple. She whispered, "I often dreamed of you sucking and biting my tits like you did in high school. You made me cum just by holding my nipple in your mouth. Please suck and play with my tits for a while. I want to see if you still have that power over me."
Kirk reached up and put his palm over her left breast and massaged, squeezed, and tweaked. He sucked her whole right titty into his mouth. His tongue circled her erect nipple.
Lori was moaning and dry-humping Kirk's leg. His dick grew hard and poked her in the belly. She reached down and held it in her fist. She moved her hand up the shaft to feel his cock head. She pinched the tip, and he produced a drop of pre-cum. She moaned, "I missed this magnificent dick of yours."
At this point, Ima came to me and took off her jacket. Her breasts were bigger than I remembered. Grand areolas shone prominently on the ends of her tits, capped by fat brown nipples. She towered over me, but Kirk and Lori were still in my line of view. She slipped off her stilettos, unbuckled her pants, and took them off. She was not wearing panties. Her pussy was bald and smooth. I could smell and see her excitement forming on her extensive cunt lips.
Lori had a quiet orgasm as Kirk had switched to sucking and massaging the other tit. I could see her juices run down her thighs. Her mouth was slightly open as she slowly panted.
Ima reached into my boxers and pulled out my limp dick. Usually, I am rock hard when a naked, stunning woman is standing next to me. Sorrow was in the pit of my stomach as I watched my wife cum from the touch of that man. Ima leaned over and took my cock in her soft mouth. She held my balls in her hand. She started sucking on my cock as she moved her mouth up and down my shaft. Despair or not, my cock grew long and thick. She removed her mouth and purred, "There you go, my Sweet Derrick. That's the cock I worshiped back then."