The Wives of Others

I’m too blunt to be the seductive one. I distract myself too easily. I’m too distant. As much as I like the idea of passion, as much as I admire, and envy, the overwhelming attractions that drive other people mad, I cannot work myself into a froth over someone else. Leslie, on the other hand, never fails to be passion and warmth and light.

It’s why we complement one another so well. I am the stunt-cock, the reinforcements women call in when they need a man who won’t take center stage. Leslie is the real draw: the girls cannot help themselves around her.

I am okay with this.

When Leslie calls, telling me to hurry it along, I know what is expected of me. Leslie’s date, a married woman who drove all the way in from Westchester, greets me with a smile that lets me know I’ve been evaluated for fuckability and have not been found wanting.

This is their second outing. The married girl is biracial and pretty and cinnamon-skinned. Her husband leaves her for weeks at a time.

It took me a long time to come around on the subject of married women — but don’t mistake me for a man of great principles. A married woman had a crush on me once; her husband, an ex-Marine, had a gun. I decided my time was better invested elsewhere.

They seem sweeter though, the married girls do. And they aren’t so shy about sex. For the married person the occasional romp in the nude isn’t as fraught with expectations. The scales of desire even out.

But this married suburbanite still understands the game. After she drives us home, when I’m down the street picking up mixers, she tells Leslie: “I don’t know if I’m comfortable doing anything with Lex.”

I know what’s expected of me. I am patient. I wait for her to ask. When I enter her she arches her back and grips the sheets. She doesn’t last long. Leslie and I fuck while the married girl plays with us both. In a fit of inspiration she reaches between my legs, uncouples me from Les and wraps her full lips around me.

She’s watching while I penetrate Leslie from behind. When I cannot hold out any longer I let the married girl finish me with her mouth, the brown-eyed stranger jerking me onto her playfully extended tongue. Her face is messy with pearlescent jizz. The girls kiss.

The women play and cuddle, oblivious to me now. I smile at them, my cock still twitching. Content that I’ve fulfilled my role in this sexual drama, I stroll into the kitchen and fix myself another drink.

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  1. tim | Apr 13, 04:53 PM | #

    Good god Lex…it’s been a long time. Welcome back. It is good to see the NakedLoftParty turn bold on my google reader again.

    How have things changed for you now that you are married?

  2. Dan Dan | Apr 14, 11:37 PM | #

    I have perused your blog for some time now. I find most posts exciting. This one I did not. You leave out quite a bit of personal detail about those you have sex with, and understandably so, you want to write about sex, and people who come here want to read about sex. Perhaps I don’t have a good memory, but I don’t recall any other posts about you and your wife engaging in adultery.

    You add a single sentence rationalizing your wife’s and your behavior. “Rationalize” may sound accusatory, but it is not meant to. Due to a lack of further explanation, I assume this women’s husband didn’t know what she was doing. Whatever, your life, do what you please. I do not judge. Hell, I’ve done things that may be considered worse than being an accessory to adultery.

    However, deceiving other people just churns my stomach. When I read stories of betrayal, no matter who deserves what, I become physically ill. And don’t say something like: “Oh, he’ll never find out,” that makes the nausea worse. Do you play to your audience? If so, perhaps leave out the fact she is cheating? Perhaps, add the line: “her husband knows and approves,” when applicable.

    If I read another post like this one, I may not return. That’s not a threat, I know you don’t need me as a reader and I understand I am probably one of a thousand readers. Just my thoughts.

  3. Leslie | Apr 15, 09:57 PM | #

    I think you missed the whole point of this post and you did in fact assume wrong (maybe you recently heard about a betrayal of some sort and it, being so fresh in your mind, is being projected into our story). We never said the married woman was lying to her husband. She is an adult (older than us in fact) so she was mature enough to make her own decisions. We’re not going to sit down and judge somebody for the choices they make so we didn’t ask for a lot of detail, but as for the details we did get from her suffice it to say she said she had an open relationship (there’s no need for us to give you more detail about her).

    The point of stating her concerns, “I don’t know if I’m comfortable…” was to show that we never push anyone to join us in bed. She had her reservations, but obviously she was enjoying herself enough to stick around and do more than she planned. Not to sound so cheesy, but passion is not something you can plan. The seduction of that night involved three willing parties. And no one complained and no marriages were destroyed and a friendship is still very much alive filled with respect, communication and good memories.

    I hate to disturb your ideal scenario, but her husband didn’t have anything to do with our threesome, so to talk about him any more would actually take away from the recounting it. We in fact took her at her word and that’s as far as the husband entered the story.

  4. Counsel | Apr 16, 05:57 PM | #

    I read the post, but I have to admit that you did not come across as either being excited or fulfilled.

    I know what’s expected of me. I am patient. I wait for her to ask. When I enter her she arches her back and grips the sheets. She doesn’t last long. Leslie and I fuck while the married girl plays with us both. In a fit of inspiration she reaches between my legs, uncouples me from Les and wraps her full lips around me.

    She’s watching while I penetrate Leslie from behind. When I cannot hold out any longer I let the married girl finish me with her mouth, the brown-eyed stranger jerking me onto her playfully extended tongue. Her face is messy with pearlescent jizz. The girls kiss.

    The women play and cuddle, oblivious to me now. I smile at them, my cock still twitching. Content that I’ve fulfilled my role in this sexual drama, I stroll into the kitchen and fix myself another drink.

    What did you get out of that encounter besides release? Just curious

  5. Heather | Apr 17, 12:00 AM | #

    Dan- I don’t need any serious sense of morality on my favorite porn site.

    Seriously, you guys get me hot. And I personally don’t care what the woman’s marriage was like, you are all adults and like Leslie said, people decide what they’re going to do for themselves.

    Counsel- it’s not that I don’t agree, it did sound a little anti-climactic, but it has been five months. Sad for me that I found this site November, 07. So happy you are posting! You have a real eye, Lex, and love the commentary. Looking forward to more…

  6. Water Dog | Apr 17, 03:10 PM | #

    The lady from Westchester is the only one who needs to have balanced her conscience. Details of her wants and desires vis a vis her marriage and her husband are solely hers to keep or share.

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