The Party (consequences) More fictional visualizations from Goose If it is, true that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, it makes sense that there is some resounding effect from everything one says or does. Like a stone cast into a quite pond, every action has some ripple effect. Unlike ripples in the water however, human reactions are not as easily predictable. Whether the effects are positive or negative is not always immediately obvious, especially when it comes to human relationships. That was the case with Janet and Ted. After attending their first swing party, Ted and Janet had gone home and made love. There was some discussion as to whether they wanted to actually enter that lifestyle. No conclusions were drawn. The verdict was still out. At the party, Janet experienced her fantasy to be with a woman. She also watched as the woman fucked her husband, fully enjoying both. Ted`s fantasies had not all been full-filled. Seeing Janet with another woman had been extremely exciting no doubt. Having his wife watch him fuck another woman had been a turn on as well. However, as perverted as it may seem to some, it always made his dick hard thinking of his wife with another man. In Ted's fantasy, he could picture his wife impaling herself on a strange cock. He could actually visualize in his mind a large, heavily veined dick sliding easily into Janet's dripping pussy, as she sighed with pleasure. Sometimes, he would allow his imagination to go even farther, visualizing him and some strange man sharing his wife's voluptuous body. Many times Ted had experienced images of Janet sucking his cock while some unidentifiable man filled her pussy with strange cock. Ted had revealed these thoughts to Janet, but was reluctant to push too hard. The last thing he wanted to do was to make her feel degraded or think he saw her as a slut or whore. After all, this was treacherous ground. In addition, even though the couple had gone to a swing party and he had fucked another woman, he knew he still had to be careful. For that reason, he played the idea down when they had discussed it after the party. In truth, after returning from the party, the couple had, for the most part, put the matter to rest before falling asleep. The idea of attending another party was still out there. It was however, a subject that would remain difficult to approach. Truly, none of that was on Ted's mind when he awoke the morning after the party. It never occurred to him that his painful erection had anything to do with the events of the previous night. After all, his dick was always hard when he awoke up in the morning. This was different however. This was not a piss hard. No, on this morning, it was a real hard-on. With every heartbeat, his dick throbbed, screaming for relief. This was a blood pounding, foreskin stretching, cum leaking erection. The kind of hard-on that defies reasoning. Ted knew Janet was still asleep. He also knew that morning sex was not usually one of her favorite things. As with any woman, Janet needed time to awaken before having a dick rammed inside her. Normally, Ted would have respected her feelings. This morning however, the swollen head of Ted's dick was doing all of his thinking for him. Everyone knows the head of a dick feels no guilt neither does it respect a sleeping pussy. Thus, there was nothing to stop Ted from rolling onto his side and placing his swollen dick between the cheeks of Janet's warm ass. When Janet felt the stone hard mass pressing against her backside, she was immediately wide-awake. Fully aware of what was on her husband's mind, she thrust her bare hips backward. It never occurred to her that she needed to pee or that her cunt wasn't awake enough to welcome an early morning invasion. The only thing that came to mind was how much she wanted her husband's cock deep inside her. She didn't take time to wonder why her pussy was already wet and willing. Her mind didn't question why her body responded so quickly to the stimulation between her ass cheeks. She didn't care. As sure as Ted's dick was doing all of his thinking for him, so was the case for Janet, her cunt had a mind of its own. Ted didn't hesitate when he felt his wife's hips push against him. Reaching between them, he guided the head of his cock between the folds of Janet's swollen cunt lips, the tip easily slipping into the moist opening of her cunt. It took only the slightest push to bury the entire length in Janet's slippery hole. Spooning, with his dick buried inside his wife, Ted reached over her, filling his hand with the soft warm flesh of her breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb. Janet sighed appreciatively as she felt her husband's warm meat slide easily into her slippery hole. At least a thousand times, she had taken him inside her. Not once though had it felt this good. Never had she needed him as badly as she needed him right now. Their timing was perfect. Their bodies pushing and pulling in unison, Ted`s cock plunging deep into Janet's wet tunnel before withdrawing until just the head remained buried in her expanding cunt. Not once did he pull back to far. Never did he completely extract his pole from her, always leaving just enough inside her to keep from slipping out. Their motions were easy and methodical. Neither rushed. The couple matched one another stroke for stroke yet never demanding or hurrying. Not even when Ted felt his seed rising to the surface did he slam his meat into Janet. Instead, he simply ground his hips against the soft flesh of her ass, spilling his cum as deeply as he could reach inside her. Janet on the other hand, had felt Ted's rod expanding and knew he was about to fill her with his juices. Then, as if on cue, she felt him push slightly harder, sinking his dick just a fraction deeper before the pulsing began. She lay perfectly still, purring softly, enthralled by the thought of her husband's warm sticky juice spraying deep within the walls of her pussy. They lay together, hips to buttock, for a long time. Neither spoke. Nothing needed to be said. Both were fulfilled. Although neither knew it, that was just a preview of things to come. For days it went on. It seemed as if almost anything Janet did would start a chain reaction. If Ted got a brief glimpse of his wife's cleavage or even brushed up against her, his dick would immediately rise to attention. On the other hand, seeing a bulge in Ted's jeans would cause a wet spot in Janet's panties. They were out of control. Even with the kids in the house. While the children were playing a board game in the living room floor, Ted had his wife bent over the washing machine in the laundry room boning her from behind. Later, while the kid's were watching TV, Janet was in the garage straddling her husband's cock in the backseat of the car. It didn't matter how sore Janet's pussy was. The fact that Ted's erections were painful didn't matter. The couple was insatiable. They fucked every night before they went to sleep and again in the mornings before they got ready for work. Sometimes, one or the other would awaken in the middle of the night, wake the other and they would go at it again. Both knew why they were acting this way. It was that party. It had awakened sexuality in them that neither had ever experienced. The events of that party had made them so horny they could barely stand it. While sitting at her desk in front of a classroom full of young students, Janet would sometimes, for no known reason, feel her pussy start to leak. Ted was no different. On several occasions while talking to a client, his mind would be filled with visions of Janet lying beneath him, her breasts bouncing and jiggling as he pounded his meat between her legs. On several occasions it had gotten so bad he had to go to the restroom and relieve himself. At night, after the kids were in bed and the house was quiet they would share their stories. The stories of course would lead to more sex. Finally, after about a week, things began to cool off. Janet and Ted started to fall back into their old sexual habits. At first, neither could bring the subject up. Both however, although the sex was still good, missed the constant sexual urges they had been feeling. Then one night, after making love, Janet took a deep breath, summoned her courage and said, "I want to do it again." Ted, thinking she meant she wanted to make love again responded. "Give me a few minutes baby." "I don't mean I want to make love again. I mean I want to go to another party or something." "What do you mean or something?" She hesitated, took another deep breath and continued. "I don't know if a party is exactly what I want. I just want to do something outrageous again." "Like what?" Ted's dick was getting hard talking about it. There was a long silence. "What is it?" Ted probed. "Your fantasy. I want to live out your fantasy." She could feel her face flush from embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had just told the man she loved that she wanted to fuck another man. Hell, she couldn't believe she wanted to fuck another man. This, she knew, was in no way like her. Ted's dick began to shrink. For the first time, the thought of Janet with another man's dick in her scared him. It was okay for him to think about it, however, for her to come right out and say she wanted to fuck someone else, that bothered him. Was he not man enough for her? Did she want more dick than he could give her? He decided to be honest. "I don't know if I can go through with it." Janet curled up in his arms. "I'm glad to hear that." In one sense that was true. In another though, it was a lie. She was glad her husband might be jealous. However, her mind had built up the possibility of sex with a stranger to the point that Ted's confession of jealousy was somewhat of a disappointment to her. The conversation that night haunted Ted for days. True enough, Janet had dropped the subject. Still though, she had planted the seed. Another man's cock was definitely something she wanted. If she didn't want it, she would not have brought it up. It didn't matter whether or not he agreed. The fact remained; a strange cock was what she wanted. Wanting one, Ted rationalized, was no different from having one. If his wife wasn't satisfied with him, then not getting some strange dick wouldn't change that. Not satisfied, is not satisfied regardless. He had to let her do this. At least if she did it, there would be a chance that she would realize that he was the man for her. If she didn't do it, she would always wonder. That, Ted thought, was not a good option. That night, lying in bed, Ted reached for his wife. Pulling her close to him, he kissed her tenderly before saying, "I want to do it." "What?" She was truly puzzled. "See you suck a strange dick, fuck another man or anything else you want to do." Janet pulled back. "Are you sure?" She had thought about it too, wondering if she had done permanent damage to her marriage by even suggesting it. "Yes. I'm sure." "I don't know Ted. The idea the other night was just a lark. I'm not even sure I can go through with it." He rolled over on top of her naked body, resting his weight on his elbows, looking directly into her eyes. "Sure you do." Janet's breasts, soft against his chest, caused a stirring in his dick. He pressed his hardness against her feeling the fluff of her pubic hair and the warmth rising from between her legs. Janet starred back at her husband searching his face for something, anything that would make what they were talking about okay. Her answer came not from his face however but from the heated rod pressing against her pubes. "I do want it." Ted noticed the hesitation in her voice but ignored it. "What?" he asked. "Tell me what it is you want." "Right now I want you to stick that rock hard dick of yours between my legs. But sometime in the future I want to feel a stranger's dick in my pussy." Janet had only begun using such language since the party. Frankly, Ted loved it. The sound of her sweet voice saying things like dick and cock, pussy and fuck really got him going. Raising his hips, he felt his wife's small hand grasp his dick like a club and point the tip toward her open hole. One push and he was balls deep in her smoldering cunt. With that, the deal was sealed. He would watch his beloved fuck someone else's cock. It's not as easy as one might think to find someone to fuck one's wife, while one watches. After all, the decision had to be made by her. The man has to be someone that appeals to her. In addition, for most women the attraction has to be more than physical. She has to make some kind of connection other than on a sexual level. Using the same methods as before, they searched the internet. That, Janet decided was disgusting. How could she possibly know whom to trust by an ad on the web. Next, they tried personal ads. That too was scary. Sometimes inspiration comes when least expected however. With Janet, it came in the grocery store, in the form of a tall, slender man who appeared to be in his mid forties. "Can you help me?" he asked. Janet turned to see a neatly dressed, well-groomed stranger holding up a cantaloupe. "Pardon," she said. He smiled. "How can I tell if this thing is any good?" Janet couldn't believe it. She had always heard about men who tried to pick up women in the grocery store. In all her life though, it had never happened to her. "Smell it. The best way to tell if it's ready is to smell it." "Kind of like a woman huh?" Janet blushed. "Are you trying to pick me up?" He shrugged. "What if I am? You're a very attractive woman." "I have a husband and two children." He leaned in close, whispering in her ear. "Then you could probably do with a little selfish indulgence." She was speechless, starring at him in disbelief. All the while, feeling a warmth starting to stir between her legs. "What's wrong? Has no one ever been this abrupt with you?" "No," she said, "they haven't." "You must be curious. You are still standing here." He stepped closer, standing so that no one could see him take her hand and press it against his groin. Janet gasp. She had never met anyone so bold. Nor had she felt a dick so big. "It's all for you, if you want it." He whispered. Janet's mind raced. Did she want it? The answer came quickly. Yes she did. But there had to be rules. She stepped back. "My husband has to join us." "Ah, the lady likes more than one dick at a time." "That remains to be seen." "I understand completely," he said. He truly did understand. He knew exactly what she meant. This woman had never been with two men. He had seen couples like this before, experimenting with sex, searching for some hidden magic. He had been there before, on both sides of the scenario. What now? Janet wondered. What am I supposed to do? Make a date. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his voice. A voice that seemed a hundred miles away though it was close enough to feel his hot breath as he whispered in her ear. "Call him." "What?" "Call your husband right now. Tell him you are ready. I'll book a motel room. If you hurry, in less than a half hour you and your husband can be realizing your fantasy." Janet's head was spinning. This was all happening too fast. "Say yes," he continued, "and I will meet you at the Super 8 Motel parking lot in fifteen minutes." "It will take Ted longer than that to get there." "Fine you tell me when." "One hour." She thought quickly. God, am I really going to do this? I'll have to call mom and tell her to keep the kids a little longer. Ted will have to leave work. Oh Jesus. "One hour at the Super 8." Then, as casually, as if he had just run into an old friend, he turned and walked away. He was secure in the thought that the couple would show. She was nervous. He knew. Her hands had been trembling and her voice shaky. Still, she would be there. Janet called her husband, told him what had happened and arranged to meet him in the motel parking lot 30 minutes later. Upon hanging up the phone, she abandoned her half-full cart and walked out of the store on very shaky legs. Sitting alone in the motel parking lot, waiting for Ted's car to come into view, a thousand questions flooded her brain. First, she began to question why she was here. Was she doing this because it was what she wanted or was she doing it to please Ted? How far was she willing to go to please her husband? How far was she willing to go to satisfy her own carnal needs? What about this man? She didn't even know his name yet she was getting ready to lay down for him. The entire thing seemed completely absurd. Knowing all of that however, did not stop the dampness she felt between her legs. From where she sat in her car, she could see the entrance to the parking lot as well as the motel lobby. Inside, she could see the stranger talking casually to the clerk. What was he saying? Was he telling that pimpled faced kid what he was about to do? Was he explaining that he just needed the room long enough to fuck her while her husband watched? Next, her thoughts turned to feminine hygiene. It had been a long day. Did she feel clean enough? The sight of Ted's car entering the parking lot interrupted her thoughts. Ted parked in the space next to his wife and got out of the car. Janet immediately got out as well. The two met at the rear of their cars. Janet was just about to ask her husband if he was sure about all of this when they heard a voice. "I've got it," he said, holding up a room key. The couple watched as he walked casually toward them. Finally, he stuck out his hand. "I'm..." "No names," Janet interrupted louder than she intended. The man looked at her and smiled. "Good enough. We're in room 108. It's just around the corner. I also picked up a bottle of wine. It might help us relax a little." Ted nodded as he took his wife by the arm. "Are you ready?" Both men looked at Janet. She simply nodded. Once in the room, Janet and Ted sat in the only two chairs. The stranger sat on the edge of the bed. The men sipped their wine while Janet gulped down one glass and poured herself another. The wine sent warmth to her empty stomach and a slightly light-headedness to her brain. Both feelings were welcome by the petrified woman. "How do we start this?" She asked very matter-of-factly. The man looked at Ted. "May I?" Ted nodded, not knowing what else to do. The man stood, put down his wine and stepped behind Janet's chair. Very gently but expertly he began massaging her neck. Speaking softly. "You mentioned rules. What kind of rules." The wine and the talented fingers on her neck made Janet begin to relax. "No kissing. No anal. If I say no, that means no." "Good rules," he said. "What about you?" He was looking at Ted. "Whatever she says. She is in charge. If she says stop, we stop." "Agreed." It wasn't until the conversation had stopped that Janet realized that the man's hands had moved from her neck. He was now gently massaging her breasts through her blouse. She glanced at Ted for a reaction. Knowing that his wife was seeking his approval, he stood and moved in front of her. Taking her by the hands, he guided her to her feet. Janet felt her knees start to buckle. She was scared out of her wits. Here she stood between two men, one her husband and one she had never seen until an hour ago. Ted kissed her gently, yet deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth. At the same time, he began unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Almost instantly, it seemed to her, she was topless. The cool air in the room bit at her nipples, while at the same time four warm hand caressed her breasts. Somewhat clumsily, Ted managed, with her help, to remover her skirt, hose and panties. Naked now, she felt more vulnerable than ever in her life. She stood motionless, arms at her sides, not knowing what to do with her hands as she felt her body being caressed by the two men. To her surprise, she couldn't distinguish between Ted's hands, the hands that had touched her a thousand times and the hands of the stranger. She didn't know if that was a good thing or not. When she felt a hand slide around the curve of her ass and slip gently between her legs however, she knew it belonged to the stranger. Spreading her legs slightly, she allowed his long slender finger to trace a line between her swollen cunt lips, the tip of his finger opening her up only slightly. She heard herself gasp lightly as he spread her natural lubrication from one end of her slit to the other, stopping just short of her asshole. Slowly he moved a finger toward her cunt, the tip penetrating her easily. She hadn't even realized that her eyes were closed until she opened them to see Ted nibbling on one of her nipples. It was his mouth on her breast, the finger in her slit and a huge hard-on pressing against her backside that reminded her that there were two men pleasuring her. Feeling more confident with the situation, she turned, gently pulling her breast from her husband's mouth. Facing the stranger, she began to undress him, not stopping until his shirt was on the floor and his slacks and underwear was around his ankles. What she had felt in the store was not an illusion. His cock was big and thick, at least half again as large as Ted's in length and girth. Momentarily, she wondered how Ted was going to feel about that. She pushed that thought from her mind however, as she kneeled, pulling the stranger's uncut foreskin back and sucking the mushroom shaped head into her mouth. Rolling her eyes upward, looking for approval, she saw the man smile. Ted stepped back. With great excitement, he watched the strange dick slowly disappear between the lips he had just been kissing. He undressed quickly, continuing to watch his wife struggle to swallow as much of the massive cock as she could handle. Janet's efforts to completely envelope the large pole were unsuccessful. Every time the engorged head bumped the back of her throat, she would realize that there was still at least three inches left untouched. Very involved in trying to deep throat the gargantuan meat, she had forgotten all about Ted until she felt him kneeling behind her, his erection pressing against her back as he cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Abandoning the tool in her mouth, Janet turned and pushed her husband onto his back, immediately sucking his entire cock into her mouth. It wasn't as big as the one she had just left, but it was comfortable. It was also familiar. That feeling was good in its own way. Kneeling over her husband with her butt high in the air, she felt the reminder that there were two hard cocks in the room probing her cunt from behind. She didn't protest. In fact, she spread her legs a little wider to give the stranger better access to her wide-open cunt. He entered her gently, slowly and methodically. First, dipping the purple head into her hole and then sliding the hard thick length deep inside her. To Janet felt like there was no end to him. Every time she thought she had all of him inside her, he would go a little deeper. Finally, she knew she had it all, when she felt his balls resting against her gash. She had never felt so full. She felt a tinge of pride knowing that she could swallow a cock and take one up her pussy at the same time. She was actually able to time her sucking with the slow methodical strokes of the dick in her cunt, her lips touching Ted's pubic hair at the same time the strangers cock bottomed out in her cunt. Suddenly, Ted pulled away from his wife. "I want to watch," he said. The stranger pulled out as well. "Do you want to give him a show?" Janet felt empty. Her cunt craved a dick. "Yes." She gasped. "Fuck me in front of my husband. Let him see you bury your cock inside me." "How do you want me to fuck you?" "From behind, jam you cock into me from behind." She climbed up on the bed, burying her head in a pillow and raising her ass high into the air. Ted was standing at the end of the bed, looking directly into his wife's gaping cunt. He could see her juices dripping onto the bedspread as her hole pulsed. The man climbed up behind Janet, squatting over her backside, allowing Ted full view of what he was about to do. Ted stoked his dick slowly as he watched the head of the stranger's dick find its way, without assistance, to Janet's opening. With one hard push, the entire length disappeared between his wife's legs. Janet gasped as the rod plummeted to depths never before touched. Still, it felt good to be stretched. The feel of his thick hardness, brought the words, "harder, deeper," to her lips. "Fuck me hard." He did. The heat from Janet's cunt seemed to energize the stranger. He pounded his meat in and out of her with all the strength he could muster. Knowing that her husband was watching, made Janet's cunt feel even hotter to the man. Janet couldn't participate. All she could do was clench the pillow in her fingers and gasp with every punishing stroke delivered. She closed her eyes and imagined Ted standing back watching as she was thoroughly fucked. All three knew the end was near. The stranger began to moan. His pace quickened and became even more demanding. As if there was any doubt, he said loudly, "I'm cumming." Janet urged him on. "Oh yeah. Cum inside me. Let me have it. That's it. Deep, cum deep in my pussy." The man followed instructions well, spraying the inside of Janet's hole with his molten white seed. Grabbing her ass cheeks in each hand, he pushed hard, as his cock throbbed. Finally, he fell onto his side, his still swollen cock slipping from Janet's cunt, leaving her gaping hole, dripping cum. Janet didn't move, still reeling from the demanding fuck. Both Janet and the stranger, in their moment of heated passion, had momentarily forgotten about Ted. Ted however, had forgotten nothing. In his mind, he could still see the man's balls flexing, his sack expanding and contracting as the guy had dumped his load into Janet's hole. He could see the results, as the man's cum dripped from his wife's cunt. All of this drove Ted into a heated frenzy. Climbing onto the bed, Ted roughly grabbed his wife's ankles and easily flipped her onto her back. Throwing her legs up over his shoulders, he pounced, driving his own cock into her cum filled pussy. Janet was completely taken by surprise. Still slight dazed from the fucking she'd just received, she didn't know what was happening until she felt her husband's cock burrowing between her legs and saw his sex craved face hovering above her. Ted rose up high, arms fully extended to get more leverage. He watched his wife's breasts bounce as he thrust his meat into her sloppy cunt repeatedly. Suddenly though, every thing changed. Janet looked up at her husband and said, "Kiss me." She didn't say fuck me. She didn't beg him to cum in her cunt. She didn't tell him how hard his dick was or how good it felt. No. All she said was "Kiss me." It was then that Ted and Janet forgot about the stranger in the room. Suddenly it was just the two of them. Ted let his wife's legs drop from his shoulders, put his arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her. He felt the familiarity of her warm breasts against his chest, tasted the sweetness and love of her lips. It seemed so appropriate, though it occurred to neither of them, that Ted's cock, now sliding slowing in and out of Janet, was forcing the stranger's cum out. Even as the goo leaked from her pussy and down between the crack of Janet's ass, it never occurred to her what it was. To her it was just her own juices. Ted rolled over onto his back, pulling his wife with him. As she straddled him, he filled his hands with her breasts. They were warm and soft, the nipples erect. Janet had forgotten about the massive dick that had stretched the limits of her body. Now all she could think about was the warm hardness to which she was so accustomed. As she rocked slowly, massaging her clit against her husband's hardness, everything was right with the world. Not only was everything right, she was about to cum. Ted felt his wife's pace quicken, saw her face flush and her nipples swell. He knew the signs well. Matching her pace, he thrust his hips upward in perfect unison with Janet's demanding body. Both had their eyes closed until the last moment, when their bodies crashed together, their climaxes coming in perfect time. Janet smiled as she felt her husband's release. It was a feeling she had always loved. Even when she didn't cum, she had always enjoyed the feeling of Ted pulsing inside. Ted groaned loudly as he spewed his hot load deep inside his wife. When the furry was over and both completely spent, they fell asleep in one another's arms. It wasn't until they awoke thirty minutes later that they began to remember where they were and what they had done. The stranger had gone, slipping out sometime while they were making love. All that remained of him was a stain on the bedspread and a slight soreness between Janet's legs. Janet snuggled close to her husband. "What now?" Ted knew what she meant but decided to dodge the question. "Well, if you give me a few minutes I can probably go again." "Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. I mean what next? You fucked another woman. I have had sex with a woman and fucked another man. What next?" Again he was surprised by Janet`s choice of words. Fuck had never been in her vocabulary. "If you're asking if I want to have sex with a man, the answer is no." Janet pulled back slightly. "Quit screwing around Ted. This is serious. We've opened a door to a different world." He pulled her close feeling her warm body soft against his. "I know. I'm sorry. I just don't know what to say." "Say what you think. Where do we go from here...? Circus animals, midgets, transvestites, what?" "How about none of the above?" "You mean go back to just you and me?" "Is that what you want?" "I don't know if what I want is the real question. Can two people do the things we've done and then go back? I think that's the real question. Can we ever be what we were?" "What we were wasn't bad was it?" "No but is it possible? Have we altered who we are to the point that we can no longer be what we were?" Ted sat up in bed. "I'll tell you what. Let's take a shower and wash off what is left of him. We'll get dressed. You go pick up our kids while I take my car home. You and the kids pick me up and we'll all go out for pizza." "That's it. Just pretend none of this ever happened." "Can you?" She thought for a moment. "No. I can't forget that I was fucked by a stranger while my husband watched." Suddenly, Ted felt as though he had demeaned his wife. He justified all of this by convincing himself it was just sex, nothing personal. "I'm sorry." Janet knew he meant it. He was sorry. She also knew there was nothing they could do now to change what had happened. She knew too that as a woman and a wife, it was up to her to get them through this. It was unfair for her to have to shoulder the responsibility of fixing this, making it okay, but that was just the way it was. Society had placed that role on the woman. As old fashioned as that idea was, she was in reality a little old fashioned. If she weren't she wouldn't be feeling the way she felt now. If she were a little more hip or up to date in her thinking, it might not bother her that she had just put on a sex show for her husband. She sighed with the weight of the burden she had just placed on herself. Then, tried to sound cheerful. "Okay," she said. "Last one in the shower is a rotten egg." They washed one another, soaping one another's body parts liberally. When Ted's dick began to rise again however, Janet pulled away. "Save it until later," she said. "The next time I feel that inside me, I want to be in my own bed." Ted nodded in agreement. "Let's go get the kids." It wasn't that easy. As each drove separately, Janet to pick up the kids, Ted to go home and wait for her, both wondered, as they would many times, if a sexual door opened could ever be closed. Ted wondered if sometime in the future Janet would have a craving for a larger dick. Would she be content with his meager offerings? In addition, what about him. He had truly loved the feeling of a strange pussy on his cock. He had liked the sight of the stranger's cum dripping from his wife's slit. Could he control the urge to see and do those things again? Janet could not stand the thought that she may have damaged her marriage. She was forced to admit to herself that both experiences had been enjoyable. Having sex with another woman had been exciting. Without a doubt, she loved the feeling of being completely filled with meat from two men. And yes, a monster dick had some definite advantages. Would she miss any of that? She didn't know. It was too soon to tell. Those thoughts tortured her. Those questions brought guilt and fear. What would she do if she someday felt the need to have two men? What if she got the urge to caress a woman's warm breast or feel a female nipple on her tongue? It was those thoughts that caused Ted's dick to harden and Janet's cunt to leak fresh juices as they drove in separate directions. Therefore, the questions remain. Where do they go from here? Had they opened up a can of worms they could not put the lid back on? One can never undo anything.