Morning Grumblings

"You did what?!"

Gabby didn't flinch at the roar from her husband even though he sat next to her on the bed. She expected this reaction from Jeff but wasn't worried about him turning violent. Her husband was a lovable teddy bear, although he had moments when he could turn all grizzly bear. Those moments were what first attracted her to him and made her panties moist. No, what worried the olive-skinned woman was hurting his feelings, which she knew could be tricky at this moment.

"Yes, I had sex with Sean last night."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why would you do that?" Jeff's voice came out only slightly lower than his initial roar.

"Well, we were dancing, and I had a few drinks in me. It just sort of happened."

"Just sort of happened?" Jeff repeated her words again. "Don't give me that 'Oh, I accidentally fell on his dick' crap, Gabby. We both know you never do anything that you don't want to do."

Rather than answering, Gabby chose to remain silent. In these circumstances, it worked best to let Jeff's initial anger die down before explaining herself.

"And what's worse is that we talked about this just the other night. Do you remember what I told you? And what you promised me? Not to do it. For fuck's sake, Gabriela, he's like family."

"Cooper was like family, and it didn't hurt anyone."

"Cooper's not Sean. He's the kid from across the street. Bethany might not be too shocked or appalled that her close friend's mom banged her brother, but we both know his parents wouldn't be cool with it. At the worst, we have to move to a different house if they find out. But Sean? Sean's the son of one of your oldest friends. Hell, your dads were close friends. How do you think this plays with Bridget and Leonard? What's the rest of our friends going to say? I don't want to give up our old friends."

"Bridget's done some crazy shit too," Gabby interjected.

"Two decades ago! You're not a teenager anymore, Gab. So don't give me some shitty excuse that it just happened. At least act like a grownup when you give a reason."

"Fine, I wanted Sean's cock, and I got it! I knew it was wrong. That's what made it incredible."

"So because you wanted it, that makes it okay? That makes it okay to ignore the promise you made to your husband?" Jeff asked, shaking his head. "I think you've gotten way too into the thrill of having forbidden fruit that you've forgotten the real world."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Gabby shot back.

"That's means you forgot the rules we put in place. Remember those?" Jeff challenged his wife, staring into her eyes until she flinched. "When we agreed to crack open the door in our marriage--as you put it--we also agreed to rules. Those rules were to make sure neither of us got hurt and that our marriage wouldn't suffer. Well, guess what, Gabby? I'm very hurt right now."

"I know you are, but I'll make it up to you. I always do."

"That's the thing. You're always the one making it up to me," Jeff remarked, getting out of the bed. "I can't remember the last time I took the initiative and owed you a partner. It seems like you're the one pushing and pushing, and it's gotten out of hand. You've lost the balance we needed, Gabriela." Jeff paused in his pacing, stopping to stare at his wife once again. "I think it's time to close the door on our open marriage."

"What? No! You can't be serious?" Gabby exclaimed in shock. "Please, baby, please. We can't turn into a bunch of boring old people. We've still got too many good years left. From now on, I'll do whatever you say. I'll let you decide who and when I swear!"

"Can you? Can you really stand to tighten up your behavior? I think you've opened up Pandora's Box with your newfound interest. The more forbidden the fruit, the hotter it is. Isn't that what's going on here?" Jeff speculated with a shake of the head. "You've already gone too far. How am I supposed to look at Sean now? I love that kid, and now I don't know what this will do."

"Look at him? The same as always, this won't change anything," Gabby insisted.

"Don't play the fool, Gabs. It doesn't suit you. Sean's a good kid; he's got to be freaking out about this right now. So that means either he's feeling guilty, or you screwed him up. And I hope for his sake you haven't screwed him up. That kid doesn't need to think fucking married women is alright or get a power kick out of making the husband a cuckold."

"Don't even think that! Sean's a great kid. He would never look at you like that."

"Yes, he might, and so would our other friends if they found out," Jeff softly said, depressed at the idea.

"Jefferson Lockett, no one would ever think of you like that. Harvey and Fred both know we have an open marriage, so it goes both ways for us. Hell, Clive must know too, since Rachel knows all my secrets. He never ever treats you like he doesn't respect you. If anything, they would be jealous if they knew all the quality, young pussy you get."

Jeff ignoring his wife's efforts to placate him, focused on a different thought. "Where did you fuck Sean?"

"Uh, the upstairs bathroom."

"The small one right next to the living room?!" Jeff spat out, even more troubled. "Please, tell me no one saw you two!"

"I waited for almost everyone to leave. Those still around were pretty lit and busy fooling around themselves. I'm fairly sure Whitney's the only one that knows for sure," Gabby guessed. "But we don't need to worry about her. I'm sure she's seen crazier things being around her dad and knows to keep quiet."

"Great, just great. So, you're betting on a teenager to keep her mouth shut because her dad is a womanizer," Jeff sarcastically remarked. "Awesome plan, honey."

Not having a particularly helpful response led Gabriela to keep quiet. Watching Jeff pace around, the woman's confidence started to chip away. She needed a way to get him to accept what happened with her and Sean. But struggled to come up with an idea or person to name drop that might convince him it would be okay and make it up to him.

"Wait a damn second," Jeff blurted out, stopping in his tracks. "Where was Jared when all this was happening?"

"Do you really think I would be dumb enough to do it with him there? Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence, sweetie," Gabby replied after seeing his doubtful look. "I waited until he left the room."

"What makes you think he didn't come back and find out?"

"Oh, Jared was definitely too busy to come back," Gabby stated, feeling stronger about this point of contention. "Cordelia's daughter, Cheyenne, went looking for him. They'd been getting hot and heavy earlier. Neither came back. And knowing our son, I'd say he closed the deal on that girl."

"Cordelia Vandermeer?"

"It's Tissle now."

"If the daughter's got tits like her mom, then no doubt Jared went after her," Jeff breathed in relief, along with a bit of smirk. "Kid's got a type."

"Oh, so you're proud of him bagging the daughter of a girl you lusted over in high school," Gabby replied, only half-joking.

"Well, Jared's not married, so yeah, I am happy for him." Jeff watched as his wife climbed off the bed and moved towards him.

"Maybe, you're a little envious of your son tapping that big-titted girl's ass?" Gabby teased Jeff before purring into his ear a new idea. "Maybe you want a go at Cheyenne. She looks a lot like Cordelia at her age. Or maybe you want to finally pound Cordelia's Sugarbee ass. Would you like that, Jeff? I'll help set her up for you."

"Don't start, Gabby." Jeff removed his wife's hand that she danced up and down his arm. "This is the shit you always pull after stepping out of line."

"Aw, but that's when I find a top-notch girl that fits your type," Gabby said with a smirk and a pinch of his ass. "Speaking of innocent, busty, and hot: Francesca turned eighteen last summer. You know my brother keeps his girls on a tight leash. I bet college has loosened it a bit. Wouldn't it be something if we cut that leash by showing the two of them the joys of sex?"

"Jesus, Gabby, haven't you heard anything I've been saying?!" Jeff chided. "Your nieces are even more trouble than Sean!"

"Oh, I think one part of Uncle Jeff likes the idea," Gabby leered, cupping his semi-hard cock. "It must be the part that likes the idea of turning a little goody-goody into a wild slut."

The big bear of a man tried to slap his wife's hand away from his rising member, but the hand immediately regained its position. After two decades of being a couple, the sultry Latina knew that the organ's tells proved to be the ultimate lie detector.

"If you don't like the idea of creating a pair of mini-mes, then whatever should we do? I'll admit that fucking Sean went too far. That means I'll need to find you more than one girl to make up for my indiscretion." Gabby scrambled to think of potential options to dangle in front of Jeff. "Jules has that new English teacher straight out of college. She seems cute and mousy. Do you think this piece of wood could get her head out of those books?"

A slight twitch on the lie detector showed a little potential to the idea, but not enough.

"Jared's not going to be on the baseball team this spring. Yet, I think I'll still volunteer with the team moms again. I should be able to do a little scouting for some prospects at those bake sales. Would you like a player's girl who's disappointed that her boyfriend only knows how to use the wrong bat?"

A stronger jerk showed the concept received a higher rating.

"Maybe a schoolgirl wants to try out the father after experiencing the son," conjectured the dark-haired woman as she dropped to her knees. "We both know you couldn't keep your eyes off of Cheryl's big tits when he took her to Homecoming. Or how about that Leann that's always sneaking in and out of his bedroom? Or that goody-two-shoes Andrea that tutored him in Calculus?"

Yanking down his pants, Gabby could see that the names of their son's conquests affected Jeff. His thick cock slowly rose in excitement.

"Or maybe Dad wants to show his son who's the better man by getting a girl he couldn't get? The Newberry's daughter is back home on break from her first year of college. I wonder if that tight-ass neighbor of ours loosened up in the dorms. Would you like to teach that stuck-up April a lesson for Jared?"

The snapping of her favorite cock to full attention showed Gabby she found a winner. Switching to a little girl's voice, she pounced on the lecherous idea.

"Mr. Lockett, are you going punish me for repeatedly turning down Jared?" Jeff could only moan as his cock become engulfed in his wicked wife's mouth.

"How could you say nothing to me?"

Silence reigned in the bedroom as the young woman impatiently waited for a reply. When it didn't come, she raised her voice even louder.

"Do you think I'm some airhead that wouldn't find out?!"

"Could you hold down your screaming," Fred mumbled as he sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hand.

"Oh, I think the rest of the cabin already knows about how you treated me like a fool!" Skye harped on about the information she learned the night before. "Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was to learn this whole week is about your wife, and you never said a word to me?!"

"No, I meant, could you keep it down as my head is killing me," Fred explained, rubbing his temple. "I have a massive hangover."

"Are you shitting me? Aren't you going to say anything about this?"

"So you found out. It was bound to happen."

"Th-that's your answer? You can't be serious!" When no words of explanation came from her older boyfriend, Skye continued. "You know I felt hurt when I discovered that Finn had no idea that we were dating. I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I figured maybe you were a little embarrassed since I'm only a few years older than him. But when I found out about your wife from her friends and not you, I realized how much of a selfish dick you really are."

"Are you going to stand there bitching all day, or just do what we both know is coming next?

"What?"

"Listen, sweetheart; we had a nice run. Had some fun times, in and out of the sack, but we both knew it wasn't a long-term thing," Fred emotionlessly said, all the while still looking down as he rubbed his temples. "Happens all the time with me, so why don't you just get it over with?"

"I-Is that all you saw us as? A short fling?" Skye repeated with a catch in her voice.

A hollow laugh greeted her question. "Did you think I would be your sugar daddy for life? Life doesn't work that way, honey."

"Y-You asshole! I actually thought you cared for me." The brunette fought to hold back the tears that were ready to flow. "I don't get it. I don't understand how after hearing all those stories about her from her friends that someone that sounded as wonderful as Cassandra could--"

"Don't you speak her name!" Fred roared, jumping to his feet and brandishing his finger like it was a weapon. "Don't you ever do it!"

Shocked and a little fearful at his sudden outburst, Skye took a few steps back. This fury was something she had never seen in their several months of dating, and the years she knew him as a friendly jokester of a customer. Meeting his hard eyes, she didn't back down or turn away, something that he seemed to respect at the moment.

"I'm taking a shower," Fred stated, turning away from her and towards the dresser. "I assume you're a big enough girl to make other arrangements before I'm back."

Not waiting for an answer, he walked out of the room.

"Ugh! Yesss...punish meeEEE!!"

Sprawled out on her knees and forearms, Gabriela's hands clutched at the sheets in front of her. Behind her with his feet still on the floor, Jeff sawed his thick cock in and out his wife's wayward cunt. The squeaks of the bed echoed around the room.

SLAP

"Yes, oh, yes!" Gabby shouted as the pain from the slap on her toned ass reverberated throughout her body. "I was a bad wifey; punish me!"

SLAP

"Are you going to be a bad wife anymore?" Jeff challenged as he squeezed both his wife's reddening ass cheeks.

"Only if--ahh--you want me toooOO!!"

If Jeff still hadn't been so furious with his wife, he might have smiled at how Gabby squealed when his finger brushed her asshole. Her reaction did give him an idea.

"Maybe I should take this hole too as punishment. Make it mine once again."

"Omigawdno! Th-thick, too thick," panted the slutty wife as a finger probed the rim of said hole. The fact that Gabby loved anal sex was only tempered by the fact that Jeff's dick was too full for her to take it that way. It had been one of the leading factors that led them to explore a semi-open marriage. "C-Can't...pl-please."

"I'll take what I want if you keep misbehaving!

SLAP

"Ooohhhh, ffffuuucck..."

"You gonna fuck Sean again?"

"O-Only if you w-want."

SLAP

"Are you gonna seduce more of our friends' kids?"

"Only if you tell me to."

SLAP

"And why?"

"Cause you oowwwnnn...this cunt."

"Right answer," Jeff stated. Planting his feet a little more to the side, the big man gripped his wife's hips tightly as he paused his strokes. That brought a disappointed whine from his wife. With all his might, Jeff slammed into the pussy that belonged to him.

"Fuck!" shrieked Gabby at the powerful thrust. One that bounced the bed frame into the wall.

"This is MINE!" Jeff bellowed as he sent another powerful thrust after pulling back. "And if you want to play the wicked, wanton wife, it will be however I want."

"Gawd, yes!"

"Are you going to make it even?"

"Whatever you want!" shouted Gabby after a third forceful thrust. "Whatever...you...want."

"What I want is Jules' teacher spread out like this over her desk." He punctuated his request with another potent push.

"Done!"

"What I want is you to find the most arrogant little shit on the team and bring me his girlfriend. You got that?"

Gabby moaned as her brain began to be overloaded from the pain and pleasure. She couldn't remember the last time Jeff had been this forceful in bed. A bed that repeatedly banged against the wall, letting anyone nearby know precisely what the Locketts' morning entailed.

"You got that?"

SLAP

"G-Got it..." Gabby breathed out before sharply inhaling as Jeff wrapped her hair around his hand and yanked back hard.

"I want Miss-Too-Good-For-Our-Son as our plaything by the start of the summer. Will it be done?" An extra energetic thrust displayed the importance of this demand.

"Gawd-yeeess!"

"It better be or else," Jeff threatened as he pulled her head back further until he could lean into her ear. "April's going to be our extra-special graduation present for Jared."

No words came from the devoted mother as she heard her husband's plan. But the image of giving that broken bitch to her son as a present caused her to let loose a magnificent wail as her orgasm hit. As she lost consciousness, Gabby had one last thought. My little boy gets what he wants.