Curious about the phone call part two.
Some of you wanted to know if it ended then. The answer is no it didn't. About 6 weeks went by before they went fishing again. Before they left my husband and I had a plan for when they came home. If Bob wanted to try again he was going to have to make a movie of him stripping me.
During the fishing trip fucking me was brought up and my husband laid out the conditions. At first Bob wasn't willing. I personally didn't care one way or the other. I knew that if I did I was just another woman he had fucked, another accomplishment, another trophy.
On the other hand he had failed miserably the first time he tried. Reminded me of the first encounter I had with Mike when I was drunk. With that in mind I got dressed with the idea he would probably make the movie.[image]. This is what I had on when they came home only every thing was properly fastened.
Bob finally had enough to drink and told my husband,"Let's go make a movie.". With that they came home. I stayed outside as they unloaded everything then we came inside and discussed what we were going to do.
Roll camera Bob walked up to me and asked if he could take my clothes. We talked about it then he unbuttoned my blouse slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms and tossed it on the sofa. I turned my back to him and he fumbled with my bra clasp finally getting it unhooked. I turned to face him as he slid my straps off my shoulders and my breasts came into view.
He started for my skirt but I had him play with my breasts for a bit before he slipped my skirt down and it fell to the floor. My black half slip followed. I kicked my shoes off and he started the more difficult job of taking my pantyhose off. Finally he started removing my panties.
Totally naked now I encouraged Bob to play with me as I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my nails down his chest doing all I could to really turn him on and trying to get something out of this for my pleasure. Camera off after I unzipped his pants and started stroking him. He led me to the bedroom and laid me down entered me and went limp. Had to go pee. This went just like the last time. Seven times a I gave up. I was sore and very horny.
For some reason my husband had to go to Bob's and Bob was bringing him back. While they were gone I quickly showered, dried my hair and slipped into my bra panties mini slip and pantyhose and boots. I saw them coming and went out to the curb to meet my husband.
[image] I greeted him with a big hug and kisses. I was trying to get his clothes off as we walked to the house. Our sex was fantastic as I hit it three or four times before collapsing in his arms and drifting off to sleep.
A few days later I got a call from Bob. He wanted me to meet him at a motel. I told him no. That I would feel like a cheap whore. He claimed his lack of performance on my husband being there even though he wasn't watching. Finally I told him that I put my kids down for a nap at 1pm and that they slept until about 4.
I also told him that it wasn't my husband being there that was the problem and that if he came he better not have been drinking. Two days later he showed up about 1:30. He hadn't been drinking, started making out with me and got my clothes off and then entered me. This time he stayed hard and soon was pumping me full of cum. We laid there awhile and did it again. He actually did a pretty good job. We never had sex again.
During the fishing trip fucking me was brought up and my husband laid out the conditions. At first Bob wasn't willing. I personally didn't care one way or the other. I knew that if I did I was just another woman he had fucked, another accomplishment, another trophy.
On the other hand he had failed miserably the first time he tried. Reminded me of the first encounter I had with Mike when I was drunk. With that in mind I got dressed with the idea he would probably make the movie.[image]. This is what I had on when they came home only every thing was properly fastened.
Bob finally had enough to drink and told my husband,"Let's go make a movie.". With that they came home. I stayed outside as they unloaded everything then we came inside and discussed what we were going to do.
Roll camera Bob walked up to me and asked if he could take my clothes. We talked about it then he unbuttoned my blouse slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms and tossed it on the sofa. I turned my back to him and he fumbled with my bra clasp finally getting it unhooked. I turned to face him as he slid my straps off my shoulders and my breasts came into view.
He started for my skirt but I had him play with my breasts for a bit before he slipped my skirt down and it fell to the floor. My black half slip followed. I kicked my shoes off and he started the more difficult job of taking my pantyhose off. Finally he started removing my panties.
Totally naked now I encouraged Bob to play with me as I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my nails down his chest doing all I could to really turn him on and trying to get something out of this for my pleasure. Camera off after I unzipped his pants and started stroking him. He led me to the bedroom and laid me down entered me and went limp. Had to go pee. This went just like the last time. Seven times a I gave up. I was sore and very horny.
For some reason my husband had to go to Bob's and Bob was bringing him back. While they were gone I quickly showered, dried my hair and slipped into my bra panties mini slip and pantyhose and boots. I saw them coming and went out to the curb to meet my husband.
[image] I greeted him with a big hug and kisses. I was trying to get his clothes off as we walked to the house. Our sex was fantastic as I hit it three or four times before collapsing in his arms and drifting off to sleep.
A few days later I got a call from Bob. He wanted me to meet him at a motel. I told him no. That I would feel like a cheap whore. He claimed his lack of performance on my husband being there even though he wasn't watching. Finally I told him that I put my kids down for a nap at 1pm and that they slept until about 4.
I also told him that it wasn't my husband being there that was the problem and that if he came he better not have been drinking. Two days later he showed up about 1:30. He hadn't been drinking, started making out with me and got my clothes off and then entered me. This time he stayed hard and soon was pumping me full of cum. We laid there awhile and did it again. He actually did a pretty good job. We never had sex again.
