EROTICA | HOTWIFE | ACHE

Witnessing Skylar and Nikki together had gotten Wyatt seriously aroused. When his wife returned home, they start a needed discussion. About the future and how she can express this growing desire for pleasure that is worrying him.

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MAKING AN AGREEMENT

By the time Nikki got home, just after 9, Leo was in bed and Wyatt was waiting in their bedroom. He wore only the robe covering his shoulders, and nothing else.

"Have a good time tonight?" he asked, that leering smile covering her entire body. Before he could say any more, she locked the door and tore her clothes off her body.

"I do not want to wear clothes in front of you."

"Good, that's what I would have told you to do, anyway. Hands and knees, middle of the bed. You're ready for me right now, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, Wyatt, please… so ready."

He stepped behind. Her sopping wet sex provided all the evidence he needed. Good ole Skylar really got her going. Slowly he pushed in, Nikki moaning her acceptance. Then he started slowly using her, like on the kitchen table after that first night with Hugh. Having one of those 'discussions' where he thrusts into her while he asks his questions.

"So… looking forward to Friday night?" <thrust>

"Yes…"

"You want to eat her while he is fucking you, don't you?" <thrust>

"Yes…"

"And I want to watch that. Very much." <thrust>

"I want you to watch…"

"Are you going to pick up someone, or plan ahead?" <thrust>

"Skylar has already picked someone."

"I'll bet she has." <thrust>

"He is a bartender at the club on the first night. Named Noah."

"Has the big cock you want?"

"No, or so Skylar says."

"I think you will still have fun. Ever shared a cock with another woman?"

This was such an absurd question. She stopped moving, rotating her head to look back at him. "Are you serious?"

"I guess not…" Wyatt said, laughing. He plunged himself into her hard a few times, getting her back into position.

"You really enjoy having sex in front of me, don't you?" he went on, still the slow, steady thrusting.

"Yes. Very much."

"I like it too. Do you want to go further? See what other cocks are out there?"

"Only if you do…" The way she squeezed his cock suggested a different answer. He did not ask another question, started ramming himself into her.

Nikki dropped her head to the bed, her arms stretched in front to allow her to push back. She wanted Wyatt to use her, take her. She wanted to feel the love that only he had ever brought to her life.

It was a heady cocktail for her newly emerging sexuality. They both came together as he grunted his release, spraying her walls, as she moaned her need for this man.

Afterward, they lay together, feeling the joy of their love. He looked at her as he stroked her hair.

Her libido was kicking into full gear. He knew that. She was now thinking about sex all the time. Planning, wanting, needing. He didn't know how to channel that.

Wyatt pushed himself up on an elbow, his body leaning toward her. "Tell me, did you like doing it with a girl?"

"Yes, and no. I loved doing it with Skylar. She is a special friend… you know we have always been close… I didn't know she looked at me this way. She has a certain joy of sex that pulls you in. But truthfully… drawn to girls for regular contact? No. I like cock too much for that. This is just something special with my friend."

"I could tell that," he laughed, "very special…"

"You know what she's like, babe. There's just something about her… pulling you into her sexual world. Hard to describe how fully she is immersed in it. You should have seen her closet! If she buys any more club clothes, she is going to need a fresh addition to the house!"

"Let me see the one you chose."

Nikki hopped up, pulled the peasant dress out of her bag, dropping it over her shoulders, modeling it for Wyatt. "We are going without panties. Too risky?"

"Early summer now… could be fairly gusty. Might give the surrounding people a show with a little breeze!" His laughter was infectious as they thought about what this meant and what was coming, as she pulled the dress off.

Wyatt got quiet for a moment. "I would like to have a talk about where we are going… no sex… just conversation." Nikki nodded her head. She was ready. She cuddled next to him on the bed, her head on his chest.

"To start, I have thought a lot about you and Skylar. If it does not interfere with our love life, any time you want to be with Skylar… you know, in that way… I am okay with it. You don't have to do video and pics every time, though I enjoyed that. Truth is, I know how close you are with her. If that is now expressed in a more physical form, I do not care. Mind you, this is permission for just the two of you, no one else joining. Understand?"

"I knew what you meant," she giggled.

"The problem is that the sex is coming at us so fast now that it seems like all we think about. Your needs are growing so strong… worrying me. You won't go off with that Rush guy without me, will you?"

Nikki abruptly sat up on the bed, clear anger flashing across her face. "Jesus, Wyatt. Why would you say such a thing? Nothing has been done behind your back." Her sudden anger caused him to pull back, almost shrinking into the bed.

"Even the club accident, you knew something was going to happen, sent me out so you could enjoy the thrill. Now accusing me of running around? After what we just did? Shit…"

She got out of bed, grabbed her robe, and ran out of the room. Wyatt could see it took a lot of control for her not to slam the door behind her. He could already hear the sobbing as she went down the stairs.

Wyatt followed her slowly. He did not want to hurt her, even though the topic had to be brought up. The pace of her need was just growing so fast…

When he got downstairs, Nikki was sitting at the kitchen table, her eyes swollen from the crying. She had gone through some emotional extremes tonight. From the discovery of Skylar's love for her, the powerful orgasms from both her friend and Wyatt, and now being accused of cheating on him? This was getting too complicated, she thought.

Wyatt walked into the kitchen. He didn't touch her, or apologize, just sat next to her. "We need to talk about it, Nik. I saw the look on your face when Skylar talked about Rush. It was so full of need."

"You motherfucker! This whole thing started because you encouraged it and gave me what I can only call open permission to get laid. Now, you accuse me of running around?" She started crying again, the absurdity of it all seeping into her tears, into her anger.

"I'm sorry if this upsets you, Nik. But we need to talk about it. I'm not sure I could handle you being taken over by that guy. It frightens me. None of this up until now has caused me any concern. I don't know why I'm like this, enjoying you being fucked so much. It just is. Yet when she started talking about Rush and your eyes glazed over with such lust… what am I supposed to think?"

"Well, you could have given me the benefit of the doubt after all our years together, for one…" She poked her finger at him, accusing him more with every poke. "We could have discussed it openly, without accusation."

The anger in her eyes was deep. He almost shrank back from the rage she was feeling inside. Nikki was not a sarcastic person. Derision just poured out of her.

"No, Wyatt. Let me spell it out clearly so you don't think your 'slut' is doing it with everyone in the neighborhood. I will never go to anyone without your open and express permission. And now that we know you like it, I might go by myself again. But even then, you will know about it… always… in advance."

"Thank you. I needed that," Wyatt said, his own emotions now difficult to control. "I know I'm being ridiculous. For the first time, I felt genuine fear about what this could do to us. I don't want the uncertainty I am feeling about Rush to seep into everything we are doing."

"I will never go to anyone, okay? Full stop. No discussion. Put that out of your mind. It's absurd. You think I am leaving you for Mr. Iowa because he has a big dick? I don't even know how to react to that." She halted a moment to calm herself down.

"I said nothing about…"

"Shut up. Before you make things even worse." In all their years together, she had never told him to 'shut up.' He sat back in his chair, just staring.

"Let's make sure you understand. Even if I wanted to pursue Rush… which I don't… he only takes calls from the husbands, remember? I thought that was pretty clear."

"What about that other woman who left her husband, the story you told me? I don't want to do any of this if that is a real risk. You are everything to me, Nik, and to Leo. I can't put our marriage on a roulette wheel and take a spin… no matter how many orgasms might be available. NO! This has to stop, if that is even a remote possibility."

His own tears were now forming. Nikki had not seen him cry since his father died unexpectedly 5 years before. Her anger simply melted away. His deep love for her was tracing down his face with every tear. She stood up, dropped her robe on the floor, standing naked, her arms around him.

"This body, my very soul, is yours forever, Wyatt. I will never leave you. Or go outside our agreement. Never! We are forever. My heart is yours. Has been since I was 16. No dick, no matter how big or skilled, is going to change that. We can stop this now if that is even a remote question."

She stroked his hair, pressing herself against him. "Truth is, even after the Big Dick from Iowa, when I thought you would reject me because of it… I didn't tell you about the tears of shame I felt afterwards, did I? The horrible sense of betraying you. I knew in my heart then that this would never drive my decisions. Enjoyable? Very much. Worth changing my life over? Not even close."

Wyatt put his arms around her waist, burying his face in her breasts while she stood beside him. "Thank you, babe. These thoughts have been consuming me ever since we spoke to Skylar. I needed that."

"Let's put it behind us. Can we do that? Though I want to say something important. That question spoke of a declining trust in me because of this."

Wyatt began to interrupt. Nikki shushed him. "I cannot tolerate that. Will not. If it ever comes up again, that will be the end of our outside play, forever. I will not face jealous accusations because of something we have done together… and with full agreement. Just won't. Is that understood?"

"Yes. I will never bring it up again."

"Good, let's go to bed. I need some sleep. Your warm body needs to be against me, where it belongs." She took his hand in hers, pulling him up. He grabbed her robe off the chair on the way up.

Well, he thought to himself. I guess we have an agreement. We can do whatever we want. She will follow the rules, and I will say no when I cannot handle it. But… and he chuckled to himself… don't bring up running around again. Bad. Terrible. When momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.

That old saying rang in his head as he followed the shapeliest ass he had ever seen up the stairs. He was already getting hard for another go at the pleasure only she gave him. He banished all thoughts of Rush and his risk to the deepest parts of his mind.

To be continued in Part 14…

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