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The Email Cuckold - 3
by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)

***

Karen's adventures continue. How far will she go and how 
much will it turn Ken on? (MF, FF, bi, exh, reluc, oral)

***

Karen pulled into her driveway in high spirits. Tonight 
was girls' night out and her whole body had been on the 
edge of excitement all day because of it. For the past 
few months, girls night out had been a blast. Guys had 
been hitting on her, buying her drinks, grinding with 
her on the dance floor, wandering hands... And of course 
afterwards, her and Jill took care of their bodies 
urges. Karen hadn't needed it because each time, her 
husband Ken had been waiting for her. But she wanted to 
please and take care of Jill. 

She had been so excited about tonight that he came home 
from work early. She had a mani/pedi in a half hour that 
she was meeting up with Tracy for. Sometimes she 
wondered if Tracy knew what her and Jill were up to 
after girls night, but Jill assured her their secret was 
safe.

Karen opened the front door. "Honey! Kids! I'm home 
early!" There was only silence so Karen walked through 
to the kitchen. Out the back window, she saw Ken playing 
in the backyard with their two children. It was hard to 
believe that the oldest was seven years old already! 
Karen walked over to the family room to check her email.

Surprised, she saw the computer was still up and Ken's 
email was open. Something looked wrong... She looked 
closer and saw that it wasn't through the program she 
knew her husband had. The subject lines caused a flutter 
of tension in her stomach.

"Hit on my wife."

"RE: Hit on my wife."

Mechanically, she began opening a few of the emails.

"She'll be out with her girl friends but feel free to 
hit on her... hot she gets when a stranger shows 
interest... get a hot MILF to take home... all I ask is 
that you fill me in with the details..."

She gasped as she saw that Ken even attached a photo of 
her! That bastard!

Unable to stop herself, she opened a few of the replies.

"She was a damn cocktease! She ground her fine ass 
against me for 3 songs and then said she had to join her 
friends!"

Karen looked and saw that one was a day after last 
month's girls night. She wondered which one of the men 
she had danced with. Most of the emails talked about 
grinding with her. Just about all had her husband reply 
back, thanking them for flirting with her.

"Well she didn't come home with me, but I got a bj from 
her in the parking lot." The liar! Karen thought. "She 
told me to meet her in the parking lot in ten minutes. 
We met outside and she led me to a dark corner of the 
lot. She said she loved to suck cock outside."

Karen scanned through the rest of the email and saw that 
her asshole husband had even replied to the guy to thank 
him!

She heard the kids run into the house. Karen quickly 
minimized the email window and ran into the bathroom. 
With shaking hands, she splashed cold water onto her 
face. What the fuck should she do? Confusion roiled 
through her mind. Finally, she decided to go meet with 
Tracy. She needed some time to think of it. She opened 
the bathroom door and headed out.

Ken was at the computer while the kids gathered around 
the TV. The distraught wife saw Ken look at her with 
alarm and she spied him pull up an innocuous sports web 
page.

"Wha-what are you doing home honey?"

She fought to put on a brave face. "Just meeting Tracy 
out for a mani/pedi." Quickly she improvised a reason 
not to come home. "We're going to dinner after so I 
won't be home til late. Don't forget tonight's girls' 
night out."

"I didn't forget." Did she spy a hint of a smile on the 
bastard's face? "I'll take care of the kids, have fun!"

"I will!" She called out over her shoulder as she walked 
out the door.

***

"I had no idea Ken was so kinky!" Jill's voice floated 
over the dressing room door.

"You're taking the bastard's side?" Karen peeked over 
the door frame.

"Oh no!" Jill gave her friend a comforting smile. "It's 
just that Ken seems... so... vanilla."

Karen looked back at the mirror and smoothed the black 
dress. The neckline plunged, showing off her assets. Her 
hands came to rest on her stomach. She smiled at the 
figure in the reflection. The past few months she had 
shed a few more pounds (maybe more than a few) and her 
stomach was flatter than it had been in a decade. She 
gave a twirl, watching the hem flutter up. The dress was 
expensive and it was going on her husband's card.

Jill clapped her hands in appreciation as Karen stepped 
out. "Girl, you look hot! I take this to mean girls 
night is still on?"

Karen gave a nod. "Yeah, might as well enjoy the 
attention."

"Did you tell Tracy?"

Karen blushed. "No, I just don't feel THAT comfortable 
with her."

Jill laughed and shook her head. "You might be 
surprised! Tracy was a sexual fiend in college. I know 
she's been a little put out by all the attention you've 
been receiving the past few months."

Karen covered her mouth with her hand. "Really?" A line 
of worry creased Karen's forehead. "I didn't mean... I 
mean... I didn't know... Ken..."

Jill push Karen back into the dressing room. "Tracy's a 
big girl, she can handle it." She turned Karen around 
and unzipped the back of the dress. 

"What are you doing?" Karen tried to peer back at her 
friend.

"You look hot in that dress but now you need to get out 
of it."

Karen felt her friend's hands move from her back, along 
both sides, and then cup her breasts. Karen's cheeks 
flamed red. They had pleasured each other every month 
the past few months, but only after a night of drinks, 
dancing, and in the darkness.

"But we're in the store's dressing..."

"Shhh..." Jill's breath was hot in her ear. "You keep 
talking loudly, you'll only draw attention." The 
blonde's hands released her breasts after a quick tweak 
and grabbed Karen's hands and placed them against the 
wall. She then whispered, her mouth still against 
Karen's ear. "You will keep your hands against the wall 
until I tell you otherwise. Understand?"

Karen couldn't meet her friend's gaze, but nodded. 
Confusion warred within her, but she couldn't deny that 
her body anticipated her friend's touch. Her palms firm 
against the wall she faced and she realized that her 
body was slightly bent forward. She felt Jill slide the 
hem of her dress up over her hips. Two thumbs hooked the 
waist band of her underwear and dragged it down to her 
knees.


"Jill... not here..."

But then she lost all ability to speak as she felt two 
finger plunge deep into her.

Jill whispered, "For someone who's complaining so much, 
you are awfully wet."

Karen merely closed her eyes, unconsciously pushing her 
ass out for easier access. She felt Jill's finger's play 
around her pussy. Over the past few times, Jill had 
learned just how Karen liked to be touched and was using 
that familiarity now. She danced fingers around her lips 
before moving around the clit. After she had stopped 
twice, Karen realized that her friend wasn't interested 
in getting her to cum quickly.

Breathlessly, Karen whined. "You are teasing me."

"Oh yes." Jill's left hand wandered up and freed Karen's 
D cups from the dress. Her right hand continued to 
slowly saw in and out of Karen's pussy as her left began 
to caress her friend's breasts. Karen shivered as Jill's 
finger nails trailed over her nipples.

Jill spoke up again. "I think that these past few months 
have greatly increased your sexual confidence and 
energy." Karen looked up, about to complain when she 
felt Jill's fingers tighten around her nipples. 
Chastised, she looked back down. "Yes, your husband is 
wrong." Karen felt Jill's finger move around her clit in 
circular motions. "But the question is... are you going 
to shut this down?" Karen's climax began to build. In 
response, Jill's hand increased in speed. Her friend's 
familiar touch coaxing her Karen's body. "Or you can 
embrace it and have fun!" Karen pushed her ass back. "I 
think you like getting all this attention. I know you've 
been liking my attention." The fingernails scratched a 
bit harder across her breasts. Her fingers plunged deep 
and Karen gasped and her orgasm rolled through her 
entire body. Her pussy clenched at Jill's fingers. "See 
Karen. I think you like your limits pushed."

Karen's ragged breath filled the small dressing room as 
she tried to catch her breath. She felt fingers on her 
lips and instinctively took them into her mouth. Shocked 
she realized she was tasting herself!

"That's it Karen. Clean me up and we'll go buy this 
dress."

Without a word, Karen's tongue continued until her 
friend was satisfied. As they exited the room, Karen 
caught a movement out of the corner of her eye. She saw 
a young sales clerk, maybe 16 years old, with discarded 
clothes over her arm. Karen realized the employee must 
have been in the surrounding dressing rooms. As their 
gazes met, the young woman blushed and looked away. 
Butterflies sprang up in the petite woman's stomach but 
she didn't know if it was from shame, pleasure, or a 
combination of the two.

***

The club was crowded and Karen stumbled back to the bar 
for a breather. She had been on the dance floor for 
practically the entire night. At the start of the night, 
she had wondered how she would deal with guys hitting on 
her... knowing that some of them (all of them?!?) were 
simply spurred on by her husband. 

It turned out that it didn't matter. She liked flirting 
and having willing dance partners. Plus, it wasn't her 
husband's emails that were making men's cocks hard. It 
was her body grinding against them. It was her breasts 
swaying tantalizing in front of the men.

She looked out on the dance floor. Jill and Tracy danced 
a couple of men. Tracy's tall, lithe frame was easy to 
pick out, plus that red hair of hers blazed in the 
flickering light. Jill's blonde hair peeked out from 
between bodies. Her smile lighting up her face.

Karen got a drink from the bartender and drank deeply.

"Hi beautiful, I'm Dan."

Karen turned to see young man eyeing her appreciatively.

"Hi Dan, I'm Karen." She smiled. His blue eyes peeked 
out from under shaggy black hair. He wasn't too tall, 
maybe 5'7" which she liked and a husky build. "Which 
college do you go to?"

He laughed good naturedly. "I actually just graduated."

"And why talk with me?" Karen looked around the bar. 
"There are a lot hot young things here."

Brazenly, he stepped forward and put his hand firmly on 
hers. "You are the sexiest looking thing at the bar." 
She started to remove her hand but his grip tightened 
even while his smile grew wider. "Perhaps that was a tad 
cheesy, but doesn't mean it's untrue."

Karen blushed, but couldn't keep her smile from growing 
wider. She wondered if he would be so forward without 
the email from her husband that she was sure he had 
received. She felt a strong hand on the small of her 
back.

"C'mon, let's dance Karen."

She barely had time to put her drink down as he 
propelled her onto the dance floor. She tried to divert 
their path towards her friends, but he moved her towards 
the other side of the dance floor. They were almost 
directly below the DJ booth before he stopped and turned 
her to face him. Karen instinctively put her arm around 
his waist as he pulled her against him. As they started 
to move, she was surprised to already feel his hard cock 
against her stomach. Ah, the gifts of youth she thought 
to herself. Somehow his chest brushed against her 
nipples causing electric ripples of pleasure through her 
body. 

Suddenly, she decided to take the power back in this 
interplay. She wickedly at him and moved her hand down 
to his ass before cupping it with both hands. He smiled 
and moved his hips up against her. She turned and pushed 
her ass up against his cock. She felt it right in the 
valley of her cheeks and she ground her ass quickly up 
and down. The petite woman practically felt the young 
man groan in pleasure. 

She slowed down, letting her ass caress every inch of 
his cock – and it appeared to be a sizable organ. She 
shook it again, bending forward until her hands slapped 
the dance floor. Dan grabbed her hips, thrusting and 
grinding against her wiggling ass. She stood back up and 
locked her hands around his neck. 

Their bodies writhed to the song. His hands moved up her 
waist. She considered stopping him, but his body felt so 
good against hers. His fingers massaged her sides a few 
times... less because of hesitation and more in order to 
tease.

She arched her chest as his hands closed over her chest. 
He firmly mashed them together and Karen's body tingled. 
She felt his hot breath on her neck a whisper before his 
teeth nibbled gently. Her body quivered, but it was 
going too far. Karen opened her eyes and gasped in 
surprise. Somehow, he had maneuvered beyond the dance 
floor. The wall slanted, hiding the door that led to the 
DJ booth.

"What?" She moved to step back to the dance floor.

But he moved over to block her way. "Let's spend a 
moment here." His hand intertwined with hers and moved 
it towards him. 

Her fingers met with firm, warm flesh!

He maneuvered her fingers around his sizable penis and 
began stroking it.

"What if the DJ comes out?" Panic stricken, Karen looked 
around.

Dan laughed and released her hand to stroke her hair 
gently. "The set just started. He won't be leaving the 
booth for an hour at least."

"I–I... don't know about all this."

Dan's hand cupped her chin. "Your hand seems to be 
pretty happy to be where it is."

Karen looked down and realized that her hand was still 
stroking his member. It was longer than her husband's 
but thinner. The warm, velvety skin danced beneath her 
hand and she stared at it – mesmerized. 

She felt a firm hand on either shoulder, pushing her 
down.

"Oh know I can't!" She looked up.

Dan smiled confidently. "You know you will... and the 
sooner you get to it, the less chance we'll get caught."

Karen blushed, unsure what to do or even what she truly 
wanted. Then she remembered her husband's enthusiastic 
email to the guy who had lied about her and a blowjob.

Fuck him.

She knelt down and looked into Dan's eyes. Without 
breaking eye contact, she took his cock into her mouth, 
slowly, deeply, until it tickled the roof of her mouth. 
It was strange, feeling another size and shape in her 
mouth in over a decade. Dan's eyes widened with pleasure 
and she moaned in response. Grasping the base with one 
hand, she moved back and forth. Now on this course of 
action, she wanted him to come as quickly as possible.

Moving back and forth, she felt his warm, firm member 
twitch in her mouth. His hands grasped either side of 
her head, keeping her rhythm even. She pulled back and 
kept stroking his shaft as she twirled her tongue around 
the flared head.

"Oh yeah..." 

His whisper of lust caused a surge of excitement within 
her. She was sucking on a strange cock! She increased 
her pace, letting his manhood slip quickly in and out. 
His cock twitched and she tasted pre-cum leak into her 
mouth. Crap! What was she going to do with his cum. 
Before she could react, he gripped her head and unloaded 
her mouth. The salty cum filled her and she reflexively 
swallowed. Dan's cock began to deflate but he kept a 
firm grip on her head so she didn't lean back but 
instead moved her tongue all along the shrinking shaft.

"Shit, that was awesome!"

He released her head and pulled her up. He had a goofy 
smile on his face as he zipped himself up. He then 
surprised her by kissing her passionately. When she had 
gone down on her husband, he always avoided kissing 
until she had brushed her teeth.

Dan released her and thanked her again. "Just think what 
a hot time we'd have back at my place..."

Karen shook her head. "My friends..."

"Of course! You go hang with them. I'll find you later!"

Before she could say that wasn't going to happen, he 
walked around the corner and onto the dance floor.

Hurriedly, she checked her dress and felt her hair. She 
walked quickly towards the rest rooms, if she could just 
get to a mirror.

"There you are!" Jill grabbed her arm and pulled her 
into their small circle of dancing. Her and Tracy were 
flirting with two older guys, but graying but in good 
shape.

"Where have you been?" Tracy said in a mock scolding 
voice.

"Just... around." Karen's mind raced. "I was at the bar 
for a while, cooling down. Your two were wearing me 
out!"

The group laughed and continued dancing while Karen 
breathed a sigh of relief. As the night passed, the 
petite wife made sure to stick close to her friends. 
Eventually though, Tracy motioned that she was tired and 
wanted to leave. The three of them bid farewells to the 
guys they were dancing with and walked towards the door.

Karen gave a little jump when Dan appeared, smiling. 
"You leaving already? Want to come back to my place?"

Tracy marched up to him and planted a finger firmly in 
his chest. "Listen buddy. Go find your mommy."

Dan open his mouth and Karen recoiled in fear of what he 
might say, but Jill didn't give him a chance. "We said 
move it. Now move before we get a bouncer on your ass."

His youthful confidence crumbled before the more mature 
women and the three quickly made their way out the door.

"Thanks." Karen hugged her friends. 

"Don't mention it." Tracy flashed her a smile. "I've 
been dealing with jerks like that since high school."

Jill and Karen walked arm and arm up to Jill's minivan. 
However, instead of going to the driver's seat, Jill 
angled Karen to the sliding door. Jill giggled and 
Karen's puzzlement and motioned her in.

"I'm sorry Karen." Jill continued to laugh happily and 
she stumbled to the back seat. 

"Are you too drunk to drive?" Karen asked. She tried to 
assess her own ability to drive.

"No silly!" She motioned for Karen to come to her. "I 
just don't want to wait any longer." Her hands moved 
down her body, accenting her every curve.

Karen caught on and slid the door shut behind her. She 
smiled, feeling happy at the opportunity to help her 
friend get off. Jill was wearing a red halter top with a 
tight black miniskirt. As Karen approached, the slim 
blonde pulled down her own top and began playing with 
hardened nipples. Karen reached over and pulled one. 
Though Jill's breasts were tiny, Karen thought it was 
beautiful how it made the nipples that much more the 
focus. 

Playfully, Karen grabbed Jill's knees and mashed her own 
D breasts against them. She giggled herself and slowly 
pulled the blonde's knees apart. Karen glanced down and 
gasped. Her friend had no underwear on!

Jill laughed. "I didn't want any lines with the skirt!"

Karen gently scraped the inner thighs with her finger 
nails, moving closer to her friend's pussy before 
pulling back. Jill moaned in response. Karen moved in 
and lightly tickled her friend's labia. She could see a 
slight glistening between the lips and smiled at the 
reaction.

Then, for the second time that night, Karen felt hands 
on her shoulders, pushing her down. Sure that she was 
misinterpreting the signal, she glanced up.

"Lick me Karen." Jill's face was filled with lust.

"Jill..." Karen shook her head. "I don't like women and 
I don't..."

"You didn't mind the taste this afternoon." At Karen's 
blush, Jill's voice turned pleading. "It's been so long 
since Brett went down on me..." She renewed the pressure 
on the brunette's shoulder. As Karen stopped resisting, 
Jill seized on the opportunity. "I need to feel your 
tongue..." With greater pressure on her shoulders, Karen 
continued down until her friend's shaved pussy was mere 
inches from her face.

Confusion warred within the curvaceous housewife. She 
felt Jill's hands move from Karen's shoulders to her 
head. Tenderly, the blonde stroked Karen's long hair. 
She took deep, long breath and slowly moved forward. A 
musky smell filled her nose, but it wasn't unpleasant. 
She grasped her petite friend's thighs and gently 
inserted her tongue into the warm folds. A sharp taste 
filled her tongue and she heard a hiss of pleasure from 
her friend. The taste wasn't so different from her own. 

The folds bloomed beneath the touch of her tongue. She 
let her tongue trail up and down the entire slit. Unlike 
with Dan, Karen felt no need to rush this. Now that the 
decision had been made, this was her friend and she 
wanted her to feel good... no, she wanted her to feel 
great!

She moved her tongue along the outer lips of Jill's 
labia. She felt her friend's hips twitch forward.

Jill purred. "You are such a tease Karen!"

Karen laughed and then inserted her tongue fully into 
her friend. The taste enveloped her tongue, her mouth, 
her entire being. Karen's hands trailed up her thighs 
before inserting a finger. Jill's wet tunnel squeezed in 
pleasure and Karen began working it in and out. The 
blonde's hips gyrated in tandem.

"Oh Karen!"

The brunette attacked the clit of her friend. She licked 
it. Suckled it. Nibbled it.

"Yes!"

Karen felt the clit rise to her attentions. She inserted 
a second finger, moving it along the top. After playing 
together, she knew exactly where Jill's g-spot was. 

"Faster!"

Karen flicked her tongue back and forth, keeping 
pressure on the pleasure spot. Jill convulsed and wet 
spurted forth.

"Fuck yeah!"

Jill's hips bucked up against Karen's mouth, but the 
brunette kept licking with her tongue until her friends 
motions calmed. Her ragged breath slowly calmed. Karen 
rested her head along Jill's thigh and her friend 
stroked her hair.

"Thanks Karen... that was so good."

Karen smiled, warmed by her friend's evident pleasure.

Finally, Jill readjusted her top and skirt. She handed 
her friend a packet of handi-wipes. "Now let's get you 
back home."

END

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