Hard again?

“What are you talking about?” asked Peter.

“It’s that girl from the club, Beth,” said Amy. “I think she is having a bit of a crisis of sexuality. I thought I might help her work it out by asking her on a date.”

“Beth? The rather busty one?” asked Peter.

“Oh, you noticed, did you?” smiled Amy. “Yes, that one. Why? Does that make a difference?”

“No,” said Peter a little guiltily as he had been caught. It certainly did make a difference. He was especially attracted to the young woman. He had always been a breast man. “I’m just surprised that she might be gay.”

“I don’t know if she is. She might be bi but I think she might just have a crush.”

“On you?” asked Peter.

“I think so.”

“I don’t know, Amy. It will be pretty obvious and I don’t want rumours about our relationship getting out.” At least with Kenny, it was contained in the home. Dating this girl would mean that someone outside the house either thought that Amy was cheating on him or that he was into it. Both sounded equally embarrassing. Still, thinking about Amy being intimate with such an attractive young woman had a certain appeal.

Amy could see through Peter. His peers thought him stoic and unreadable but Amy had an almost uncanny ability to see right through him. She could see a chink in his armour. “Are you sure? She is undeniably very attractive.”

“Yes, I’m sure. Why would you be interested in a girl anyway?”

His question had given him away and Amy could tell he was interested. “You know I did some stuff with girls in the past.”

“Yes, but that was just sex, wasn’t it?”

“Sure but that doesn't mean that I didn’t enjoy it a great deal. I prefer guys, sure, but a woman's touch has its own charms. Women are so soft and they smell pretty. Just imagine what Beth must look like with her clothes off. I would love to get my hands on those big boobs of hers. I wonder if they are sensitive.”

Peter couldn’t help but imagine it. His cock betrayed him by giving a twitch. “Do girls like playing with boobs too?”

She knew she had him. “Of course we do. Girls love boobs, even a lot of straight girls. It’s different to how a guy touches them. I love playing with a juicy pair. I think it’s because I like mine being played with so much. I think I’m just into the idea because it’s been so long since I last did anything with a girl.” She snaked her hand down and felt Peter's cock which was almost fully erect again. “Oh my. Even after cumming. You must be pretty excited by the idea.”

“I, well… What do you expect? Men are generally turned on by the idea of two women together,” he said, defensively.

“Two women, sure but I don’t think that would revive you just after cumming. The idea of your wife with another woman… That I think appeals all the more.”

“What about Kenny?” Peter asked, clutching at straws.

“What does Kenny have to do with it?” she asked, innocently. “Oh, you mean because he’s her friend. I couldn't think of another possible reason.” She loved to be obvious when it came to their unspoken truth. “Maybe I should let him know. You never know, if she turns out not to be as into girls as I think then maybe I can put in a good word for him. I know he’d love to hook up with her. We’ll have to see how the date goes.”

“You’ve decided that you are doing this haven’t you?” Peter stated.

“I’ll not do it if you really don’t want me to but the stiffness of your dick tells me that you quite like the idea.” She hadn’t let go of his cock and had been stroking it this whole time.

“Fine, but I want to know everything that happens,” he said assertively.

“Hmm, interesting,” mused Amy. “For some reason when it’s a sexy girl you want to know all about it.”

“I have no idea what you are referring to,” he said with a little smile.

“Oh, you.” Amy wrinkled her nose at him and leaned in for a kiss. “You never know, she might not want to. I just wanted to get your permission first,” she told him.

“And if I hadn’t given it?”

“Then I wouldn’t have done it, unless…” She swung her leg over and inserted Peter into her vagina. “Unless that is just what you want.”

“What do you mean?” grunted Peter. His cock was like an iron rod now. She was pushing at a door in his brain that he was frightened of opening but he wanted her to open it nonetheless.

“Maybe you want me to misbehave. Maybe you quite like the idea of your unruly young wife doing all sorts of things without your permission.”

“I don’t…” started Peter but Amy cut him off.

“I’ll tell you now that any argument you try to make will be thoroughly undermined by how hard you are right now. I don’t know if I‘ve ever felt you so swollen and you already came just a bit ago. You aren’t usually a twice-in-one-night sort of guy but somehow the idea of me sneaking off to seduce a cute young woman has you all riled up. Tell me, is it the idea of me with another woman or the fact you thought I didn’t need your permission?”

“The other woman thing,” said Peter his hand gripping her ripe bottom as she worked her pussy on his achingly hard cock, all the more sensitive for having cum a moment ago.

“Then why did you get harder when I talked about misbehaving?”

“I didn’t.”

“Don’t lie to me,” said Amy, with a wicked smile. “I can’t count how many times we have had sex. I know you so well. You like the idea of me being a bad girl. Just like you liked it when I was dressed so sluttily in the restaurant and you called me a whore while fucking me in a dirty alleyway. Nothing gets you harder. In fact, you need our little unspoken matter just to get hard in the first place.”

“I’m sorry,” groaned Peter.

“Oh, Darling. You don’t need to apologise. Especially as you have just admitted what I said was true. I’m happy that we can still make love even if it does mean that I have to be a little naughty from time to time.” She giggled and indulged her pleasure as she rode him for a moment. “Next time I might not ask your permission. Let’s see how hard you get then. Don’t worry I’ll be sure to tell you if I’m bad. What would be the point if it didn’t turn you on?”

Amy was maintaining eye contact with Peter and riding him intently. Peter was in awe of her raw sexuality as she gyrated on top of him. He wanted to protest but couldn’t find the words.

“I’m going to be so bad for you, darling.,” she panted as she rode him hard. “I am going to get up to all sorts of sexy things. If you are lucky I might tell you about them or maybe I won’t and I can torment you with not knowing all the slutty things I have been doing. I know you like being left in the dark. Maybe I have done all sorts of things already. I’m not saying. You’ll just have to imagine. I wonder which is worse, what you imagine or what I might have already done.”

“Amy, I’m going to cum,” warned Peter suddenly.

“So soon? You bad boy, getting all turned on by your slutty wife. Does my slutty pussy feel too good?”

“Yes… I’m…” He grabbed her hips and pulled her hard onto him. She gasped and gave him a shocked smile as he filled her for the second time that night.

A moment later, once they had caught their breath and cleaned up a little, they turned out the light and lay together in the darkness. “You know a lot of that was just bedroom talk, don’t you?” Amy asked, sounding a little uncertain.

“I figured as much,” he told her. He sounded sure of himself but at the time he hadn’t been and that had made it all the more exciting. “Are you going to ask that girl out then?”

“Oh, absolutely. You basically gave me permission so you aren’t backing out on me now,” she said. “It might not happen and I’m not planning to make a whole big thing out of it. Don’t worry, if something does happen, I’ll be sure to tell you all the details. No pictures though. Not with her in at any rate. If you ever want one of me, just ask.”

“I think I might like that, from time to time,” said Peter, sleepily.

“That’s a change from how you used to be. You told me off for sending you a sexy picture while you were at work,” she said, indignantly.

“I was worried about someone seeing. It seems less of a concern these days.”

“I see, maybe you like the idea of someone catching a glimpse?” she teased.

“Dear, I am so tired, don’t try to turn me on again.”

“Aww,” she mockingly pouted. “I was hoping for round three.”

“I think I’d pass out. Even thinking of you with that girl can’t get me going. Pillows and duvets, that’s most appealing to me right now.”

Amy kissed him on the cheek and snuggled up to him. Soon his breathing slowed into the long deep breaths of sleep. It took her a little longer to drop off. She was too excited about the idea of asking Beth out. She would talk to Kenny in the morning and then she would ask the question.