In my previous posts I explained the circumstances that led to me cucking my husband Matt for the first time. This is the follow on from that first time.
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The day after cucking Matt for the first time was so exciting. We couldn't keep our hands off each other or stop talking about what had happened. We both loved that I had done it although we had different views on whether it should happen again. I thought it was a fun one off. Matt wanted me to keep going with it.
Matt's desire for me to keep going grew even stronger when Gabe started messaging me. It was friendly, not flirty, but Matt insisted Gabe was after more.
On Monday it was back to work for both of us. Which meant me being around Gabe all day. It was a little awkward at first but we stayed professional and friendly towards each other and I soon relaxed about it.
Over the next few days we were quite friendly at work. I worried that people would notice and the gossip would start but that was just my paranoia. The truth was that no one noticed or cared that we were being friendly as colleagues. Other than Matt of course, who was wanting to know all about each interaction and trying to gauge where things were headed.
I continued to insist to Matt that there was nothing more to it, Gabe and I were just friends. Internally I wasn't so sure. I would get butterflies in my stomach talking to him and I was sure I caught him checking me out multiple times. But I knew nothing further could happen. It was just a drunken mistake. Fun, but a mistake.
And then on Thursday evening Gabe sent me a message, inviting me to his place for a swim on Saturday. I told Matt about it. I could have just said no and never mentioned it to Matt but I think deep down I wanted him to talk me into going. And of course he did.
Saturday came around quickly. I was so nervous. I'd been insisting to Matt for the last two days that it was just a swim but of course I knew Gabe's real intentions. I showered, carefully shaving everything, did my hair and make-up, which was ridiculous given I was going for a swim, then agonised over what to wear.
Matt encouraged me to wear a little black bikini he'd bought me for our anniversary weekend away. It was tiny and left little to the imagination. I knew that if I wore it I'd be sending a clear message to Gabe. Again, I let Matt talk me into it. Not that I didn't want to wear it, but I wanted Matt to encourage me.
I slipped the tiny bikini on and put a white sundress on over the top. I gave Matt a kiss and left for Gabe's.
At Gabe's we grabbed some drinks and headed to the pool. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he saw my bikini. It felt good. We slipped into the water, chatting and drinking.
After a few drinks we were sitting on a step in the shallow end of the pool when I felt his hand brush my leg. It was innocent enough that it could have been accidental. I smiled at him. Then he placed his hand on my leg. He told me that he'd really enjoyed our night together and that he'd been thinking about it every day since. I confessed that I had too.
He kissed me and I kissed back. It felt so nice to feel his lips on mine again. His hands began to feel me up and I reciprocated.
He took my hand and led me to his bedroom, we were both dripping wet. He pressed me against the wall and we kissed. His hand slipped inside my bikini bottom, found my clit, and began rubbing it. I was weak at the knees. It felt amazing to have him pressed against me and touching me exactly right.
His other hand pushed my bikini top up. His mouth worked its way down from my mouth to my breast. The feeling of his tongue on my aroused nipple and his fingers on my clit was too much. I began to climax.
It was time to return the favour. I dropped to my knees and started licking and sucking his hard cock. It felt good to be pleasuring him and for the first time since I arrived I found my mind turning to Matt, imagining how he'd feel to watch me on my knees, taking Gabe's cock in my mouth. It turned me on to think about it.
Obviously Gabe was enjoying it too because after a while he started to breath faster and heavier. His hips rocked back and forth. His cock began to twitch in my mouth and I felt him start to spurt. The warm saltiness hit my tongue and instinctively I swallowed.
We climbed in to bed to recover, chatting about how much we'd both been looking forward to this all week.
After letting him recover a while, I was eager to feel him inside me. I began to gently touch his cock. It didn't take long to come to life again. When it was fully hard, I climbed on top and began to ride him. It felt so good to have him deep inside me. Again I let my mind wander to Matt watching as I rode Gabe. The idea of him enjoying it made the feelings even more intense for me. I rode Gabe to orgasm, rolled over, and let him have his way with me.
After he'd emptied his load in me, he asked me if I could stay. I told him I had to get going home. I felt like I was walking on air the couple of blocks to home.
When I got home it was evening. Matt was waiting eagerly and we spent the rest of the night fucking while I told him everything.
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