for the better, it seems

I looked to my petite spouse as she began to speak to me, now that she had sent Jenni, naked and near tears, to find her way home. I felt Lisa reach inside the robe I had just pulled back on. Her hand grazed my recently deflated cock and gently, but firmly, squeezed my now empty, dangling, gonads.

"And you, mister," she informed me as I peered down into her dark eyes, "If I ever catch you with another woman behind my back, I will cut these off." She gave another squeeze to my balls for emphasis. "Then I will divorce you!" She said this with a smile before she turned to head back into our new home.

I simply stood and watched my wife as she disappeared inside, still gloriously nude. Thinking about what my wife's back looked like as the muscles rippled when she walked, not to mention her small, flared ass as it swung pendulously, had started my cock to filling with blood again. I couldn't believe it. I had shot off twice in the past hour and I was getting wood already. Maybe the neighborhood wasn't the Silicone Valley, as my perturbed wife had referred to it when she caught me gawking at the above average cleavage of two of my new neighbors, but it sure seemed like Viagra Valley tonight.

Like a dutiful husband, I picked up the discarded scraps of clothing left behind by both Jenni and my wife, as well as the dropped bottle of coconut oil. As I entered the patio doors, I took one last look back at the now quiet pool area, the underwater lights flashing odd light patterns through the broken surface of the water. I flashed through the recent events as I looked at the still wet spots on the concrete by the pool where Jenni and I first met and the lounger where our torrid threesome had just concluded. I lifted the wad of clothes in my hand to my nose as I did so, smelling the tanning oil that had gotten on Jenni's bikini combined with the scent of my wife's perfume on her camisole.

As I felt my cock getting ever thicker, I decided I'd better cut this thinking out if I ever wanted to get to sleep. I threw the clothes on the washer nearby and reached for the light switch on the wall. The orgiastic scene of earlier went dark. I trudged up the stairs to rejoin my wife.

Lisa was already asleep, her breathing heavy like before. Unlike earlier, she lay on top of the sheets on her side of the bed, on her back, without a stitch on. I got in bed beside her, naked as well, and slid the sheet over my half-hard cock. I figured if Lisa should wake and see that, she'd freak. So, I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling, hoping sleep would soon take me.

It eventually did. My deep sleep brought me visions of my new neighbors, their big jugs bouncing as I fucked them every which way. All, of course, under the approving eye of the little woman. She, in turn, would take the Ken doll next door in every hole as I watched. I could hear her calling my name as she did, wanting me to see what I was missing. Her voice became more shrill, and insistent. I awoke in a start, only to look up into a room bathed in daylight and my wife pawing those cute, apple-sized titties like she did a few hours earlier with Jenni's mouth underneath her. I only then realized she was sitting on my cock this time, and I was ready to shoot into her always tight pussy.

"Ohhh, yessss!" my nude young wife praised as she had her second orgasm in twelve hours. She fell forward on top of my chest after we both were done coming. Her sleepy-looking bedroom eyes were only inches away from mine.

"Morning delight, delivered as promised, mister!" she informed me with a big smile.

I looked at her quizzically. Then I remembered what I perceived as a brush-off a few hours ago when I was trying to get me some. It seemed like so long ago.

"Mmmmm, thanks, babe," I offered hugging her close. "Every man should be able to wake up like that!"

"Don't get too used to it, Steve," she smiled as she brushed the hair from her eyes. "But when I got up to find us some breakfast, I saw you had the most delightful hard-on waiting, so I took advantage of it!"

"Thanks, Lisa. So you made breakfast?" I asked.

"Yeah, I was awake early, so I made your favorite bacon and eggs. They are on 'Low' on the stove."

"Are you going to join me?" I asked as I watched her still nude form head to the master bath.

"I had some fruit and a muffin. I'm going to take a shower now," she said from inside the bathroom. "The kitchen table's still a mess. Why don't you eat in the living room and see if the cable or newspaper's been taken care of yet?"

"Okay, hon," I answered. "Uh, you know we didn't get the curtains up yet, honey," I reminded her as I thought about her walking around nude preparing breakfast. "Damn!" I cursed at myself as I felt my prick getting hard again.

"What did you say, Steve?" Lisa asked as the shower started.

"Oh, nothing, Lisa," I answered back. I grabbed a robe and tied the sash as I headed down for the kitchen.

I prepared a plate for myself and sat down on the comfy sofa with it. I had made sure I had gotten the large screen television and sofa set in place yesterday. I was prepared to see snow on the screen when I turned the power button on by the remote control. Instead, much to my surprise, I was greeted with a crystal clear picture of some aerobicizing young ladies. I finished the bacon and eggs and came back from the kitchen with a cup of coffee and a couple doughnuts from a box we had picked up at a local shop yesterday.

I felt a little guilty sitting in my bathrobe, now watching Sports center, sipping coffee, while I watched the rest of the cul-de-sac leaving for their jobs through our picture window before me. I was so used to getting up every weekday like them for so many years; it felt really decadent to just sit here.

But, I reminded myself, Monday things would be that way again, so I better enjoy it while I can. I decided to push my luck and see if the newspaper delivery might have started as well.

I headed over to the front door to open it and almost knock heads with...