You tell Brian and Lottie and listen as Lottie gives him a handjob.

"Oh, sweetie-pie," Brian says over the phone. "Both of the dairy truck men?"

"Yes, hon, both of them. And the new one, Jamie, or I guess his name is really Jaime, I think he's Mexican, he even had a tattoo on his wiener. First one I ever saw. I couldn't see it well enough to tell what it was though. Poor man was so excited that he just popped right off as soon as he got it in me. I hoped Jamie'd get hard again, but Buck did instead and he took care of me."

You hear the springs of Lottie's bed creak faintly through the phone as Brian adjusts his position. Lottie murmurs something to Brian that you don't quite catch.

"So honeybear," you say, "I've had a bit of a revelation, so this is why I asked you to lie down." Your wife is not a good girl anymore, you think. You take a deep breath. "I was visiting my hairdresser Annabelle, you know Annabelle?"

"That cute black lady, a little chubby?" Brian says. "She swings toward girls some of the time and you've done it with her a few times?"

"Well, mostly Annabelle does my hair," you tell Brian. "And as to girls, she claims I got her started, though I never witnessed to her about lady love until she'd already done it with her friend Lulu. So usually when I see Annabelle it's just for my hair. But this was one of those days. I told her I was lonely, missing you, and she invited me to come eat her pie. She took me to her back studio, and when she was done with my hair, she talked me into something new and different. Now, hang on, honeybear, you're gonna want to hear this loud and clear."

"Hanging on your every word, sweetie-pie," Brian says.

"Annabelle talked me into licking her poop hole," you say. You feel quivers of shame, but then you remember how much joy Annabelle had, how her touch of Heaven had rolled on and on. "And she really, really loved it, honeybear, I had no idea."

"Sweetie-pie, that is a big deal," Brian says. "Used to be you didn't even want me looking at yours."

"It still feels a little, you know, dirty?" you tell your husband. "But Annabelle loved it so much, I can't not think it's good."

"Taste didn't stop you?" Brian says.

"Well, Annabelle did taste a little funky back there," you say. "But I've tasted worse from a few ladies' pies and a few gentlemen's wieners. Didn't bother me as much as I thought it would."

"Well, glory hallelujah," Brian says. "Does that mean I can play with yours now?"

"We can try it, honeybear," you tell him. "Maybe it's dirty, but I don't think it's bad dirty anymore. So, I knew you were gonna ask about mine, so I went to the Health Education bus that comes to our church every fourth Sunday? And there was this nice lady Nurse Goodchild who answered all my questions. She even showed me how it worked by putting a rubber wiener up my butt."

"Whoa, you're really moving forward with this idea," Brian says. "Did it feel good?"

"Honeybear, I know you," you say, "You tell me about all the butt stuff you do with your lady friends on the road. I knew you'd ask again as soon as I told you. And, well, yes, it felt good. Nurse Goodchild put it in really slow, with lots of slippery stuff, and she was really gentle with me."

You hear Lottie laughing, picked up by Brian's phone because it's doing the speakerphone thing so she can listen in. "Why Brian, look at you now."

"Did my man get a woodie?" you ask.

"A big hard woodie," Lottie says. "As soon as he heard you talking about the rubber wiener up your butt."

And you haven't even told Brian the other half, of you taking your turn to put Jeannie's purple wiener toy up her own butt and pushing it in and out until she rode it straight to Heaven.

"Oh, whoa Lottie," Brian says. "Easy there."

Lottie laughs again.

"What'cha doing to my man?" you ask.

"Squeezing on his dick," Lottie says over the phone. "And rubbing my finger on his butthole."

"Ah ha-ha," you say. "Be gentle, hon." You clear your throat. "Oh, honeybear?"

"Y-yes, sweetie-pie?" Brian says.

"I want to hear Lottie take you to Heaven," you say. "You just think about some nice naughty things while she does you, honeybear. Are the both of you up to it?"

Roll +HOT(+3) to TELL HER (Lottie) to get Brian off: 11+3 = 14, on a 10+ take +1 Forward.
Roll +COOL(+1) (+0 Cool, +1 Forward) using MISTRESS: 5+1 = 6, Miss.

You hear Brian and Lottie laugh.

"Yes," Brian says. "Oh yes," Lottie adds.

"Gonna think of your cute little butthole, sweetie-pie," Brian says. "I love watching it when I'm coming in from behind you. Now I'm gonna touch it. Kiss it. Maybe even go inside."

Lottie giggles. "You got really hard again," she says.

You get a little shiver, but the shiver is more happy and less icky now.

Lottie gets to work. A faint wet rubbing sound and a rhythmic squeaking of bedsprings indicate the pace of Lottie's hand strokes. Brian's voice rises, his voice quickening with a sigh for each stroke.

There's a clatter and the line goes dead.

"Oh, poop," you say. "Well, at least Brian was happy to hear my news."

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