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Maddie titled her glass back and poured the dark red liquid that filled it into her mouth. She swallowed, smiled, and placed the glass on the table, marking the third time she’d emptied it.

Audrey smiled at her friend and asked, “Is everything okay? No judgments or anything, but I can’t remember the last time you had three glasses of wine with dinner.”

Maddie smiled. “I’m planning on ordering a fourth.”

Audrey swirled the wine in her glass – it was still her first – and offered no response. In her experience, a little bit of silence was an excellent way to loosen someone’s lips.

“I think I’m having a midlife crisis,” Maddie said.

“Aren’t those reserved for men?” Audrey asked.

Maddie laughed. “You certainly don’t hear women talking about them and I’ve never really read about the woman’s version of a midlife crisis, and maybe I’m not having one, but I’m definitely feeling that sense of restlessness.”

“What brought it on?” Audrey asked.

“Can I get you another glass?” the waiter asked as he dropped by the table.

“I’d love one,” Maddie said.

“I’ll have one too,” Audrey added before finishing what remained in her glass.

The waiter walked away and Maddie turned to her friend and said, “Tom and I have appointment sex.”

“Appointment sex?” Audrey asked.

“We have a standing appointment to have sex every Saturday night. The time varies, but we always have sex on Saturday night unless one of us is out of town. It’s nice because it means we still have sex, but it’s also the only time we have sex. There’s no spontaneity. There’s no real romance. It’s good, but it’s also so boring, and the other day I had this moment where I wondered if I was going to spend the next twenty or thirty years of my life having appointment sex.”

The waiter brought Maddie’s glass of wine and she picked it up and took another long sip as Audrey watched her friend grapple with an issue that clearly bothered her.

“What’s your sex life like?” Maddie asked. “If you don’t mind me asking, that is.”

“Well, I don’t mean to rub salt in your wound, but it’s really good, if I’m being honest,” Audrey said.

“No appointment sex, then?” Maddie asked.

Audrey smiled. “No.”

“So, when you say your sex life is really good, what do you mean?” Maddie probed.

Audrey took a moment to ponder just how much she wanted to share with her friend. “We typically have sex three or four times a week. It’s still pretty spontaneous, too.”

Maddie seemed stunned. “Three or four times a week? Really?”

Audrey nodded and sipped her wine.

“What’s your secret?” Maddie asked. “I mean, it must be really good if you’re going three or four times a week. Either that or Chris is an irrepressible horndog and you’re the most wonderful wife ever.”

Audrey knew she couldn’t share the secret to the success of her sex life. She and Chris had found something that worked spectacularly well for them, but it wasn’t the sort of thing you told other people about.

“I don’t have a succinct answer, to be honest,” Audrey said. “Other than to say that the spontaneity is really important. Mixing it up is what keeps it fresh. Trying new things, in new places, that sort of stuff, you know?”

“You mean like role playing, or wearing wigs, or extra slutty lingerie?” Maddie asked.

“When was the last time you and Tom had a conversation about sex, or about your desires?” Audrey asked. “And I don’t mean a conversation about the frequency of sex. I mean really talking about what you both want from your sex life.”

Maddie looked off like she was trying to access information locked deep in her memory. It was a few moments before she looked back and said, “I honestly can’t remember.” She looked sad and Audrey couldn’t help but feel for her friend.

“I can tell you that things got better for Chris and I when we started having real conversations about sex,” Audrey said. “I can’t say it will make a difference for you and Tom, but it did for us.”

The waiter arrived with their food and Maddie smiled at the beautifully plated meal.

“God, this looks good,” Maddie said before cutting into her steak and taking a bite. “It tastes even better.”

“Better than sex?” Audrey asked.

Maddie laughed. “Certainly better than the sex I’ve been having for the past…five years.” She paused for a moment. “God, has it really been five years since I’ve had great sex?”

Audrey didn’t dare smile as her friend spoke of her sexual discontent, but she felt a sense of joy, mostly because she and Chris had found something that worked for them. Getting there hadn’t been easy, but they’d discovered a means to avoiding the sexual frustration that plagues most long term couples.

Maddie tried to lift her mood, but she remained gloomier than Audrey had expected for most of their dinner, even to the point that she apologized before getting into her Uber and heading home. It was Saturday night, which meant she was heading home for her appointment sex, which she seemed utterly unexcited about.

As her friend drove off, Audrey pulled out her phone and sent a quick text to a relatively new friend: “I know it’s last minute, but my pussy needs you. Are you available?”

“My place or yours,” he replied.

“Yours,” she texted back.

“I’m ready whenever you are,” he replied.

Audrey smiled and ordered a car before texting her husband: “Going to see Vince. He’s going to fuck your wife’s tight little pussy like it needs to be fucked and send me home to you full of his cum. I want you to be ready to play when I get home.”

“I love you like no man has ever loved his wife,” Chris replied. “I’ll be ready. Take your time, though. Enjoy yourself.”

“I always do,” she texted back.

Her Uber pulled up and Audrey got in with a smile on her face. She thought of Maddie going home to her husband for a night of uninspiring appointment sex with her husband. Audrey wondered what Maddie would have thought if she’d explained that she and Chris had spiced up their sex life by involving other men. Would Maddie have thought Audrey was a slut for fucking other people? Would she have thought Chris was insane for being turned on when his wife came home with a well-used and often cum-filled pussy? She probably would have, which is why Audrey kept the secret to herself.

As the car neared Vince’s house, Audrey removed her panties and stuffed them into her purse. She smiled at the thought of Vince discovering her bare pussy under her dress.

“Thank you,” Audrey said as she got out of the car and headed towards her lover’s front door. Vince opened it before she had a chance to knock. He was clearly as eager as she felt.

They didn’t say a word to each other. Instead, Audrey stepped into his arms and they kissed. He grabbed her ass and she leapt into his arms as Vince walked towards his bedroom. He dropped her onto the bed and his hand found its way to her breasts and played with them through the thin material of her dress.

Audrey reached between Vince’s legs and quickly found the bulge of his stiff cock. She stroked him through his jeans and he moaned into her mouth. Feeling a bit naughty, she sucked on his tongue, inspiring Vince to move his hand under her dress and up her thigh. He moaned once more when he discovered her lack of panties.

“Can you feel how wet I am for you?” she asked.

Vince nodded.

“My married pussy gets so wet for your cock,” she said. “It gets so wet when I think about how good you fuck me and how hard you make me cum.”

Vince smiled. Audrey had learned early on that he thoroughly enjoyed the idea of fucking another man’s wife and she was always more than happy to play into his desires. After all, she found the idea of fucking outside her marriage to be equally enthralling.

“Does that mean this tight, married pussy of yours wants my cock?” he asked.

Audrey bit her lower lip in a flirty way and nodded as she batted her eyes at Vince. His fingers probed between her labia and deep into her wetness and she moaned for him.

“How badly do you want me?” he asked.

Audrey lifted her hips as Vince added a second finger to her pussy. “I’m desperate for you,” she said. “I need you inside me. My tight, wet married pussy needs you. It needs you to fuck it. It needs you to make it cum. It needs you to fill it with your cum.”

Audrey unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Her fingers moved up and down Vince’s long, thick shaft and he moaned, bringing a smile to her face.

“What about your husband?” Vince asked. “Doesn’t he satisfy your pussy?”

“Not like you do,” Audrey said. She loved playing this game with Vince. She loved the way his face lit up when she told him he was better than her husband. Chris wasn’t bad in bed – far from it, in fact – but sex with Vince was better. That was the whole point of being with someone else, after all. “My husband can’t satisfy my pussy like you. He can’t give me what I need. You can, though. You can fuck me like I need. You can fill me with this beautiful cock of yours. You can fuck my tight, married pussy like it needs.”

Even after two months this particular form of foreplay was still immensely arousing for Audrey. It produced the kind of desire that encompassed her whole body. Every touch intensified her need for Vince. Every kiss brought her closer to that place of bliss where all she could think about was her desperate need to have him inside her.

Vince pulled his fingers from her pussy and stood up. He pulled off his shirt and Audrey stared at his chest and stomach. It certainly didn’t hurt that he was in better shape than Chris. She still felt a rush of pleasure every time he got on top of her.

As Vince stripped, Audrey worked her dress off and unhooked her bra, leaving her naked on his bed the moment his cock popped free as his underwear fell to the floor.

Audrey reached between her legs and played with her pussy as Vince stood at the edge of his bed and stroked his cock.

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

“It’s what I need,” Audrey said in a breathless voice. Her desire was overwhelming. “It’s what my married pussy needs. Fuck me, Vince. Fuck me like my husband can’t. Satisfy my pussy. Satisfy me.”

Vince moved into the bed and Audrey reached down and grabbed his cock. She placed the head between her labia and Vince slid into her pussy, filling her with one long, slow thrust. They kissed as their bodies melded and he began to fuck her slowly.

“You feel so fucking good,” Audrey whispered. “You feel so fucking good inside me.”

Audrey wrapped her arms around Vince and pulled him close. She relished the feel of his hard body against hers. She moaned as he fucked her a little harder and a little faster.

“Harder,” Audrey said as the pleasure built between her legs. “Fuck me harder. Fuck my tight little married pussy harder.”

Vince gave Audrey what she needed, just like he always did. She moaned louder in response. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, ensuring that his cock reached as deep as possible.

Audrey came hard after just a few minutes of vigorous fucking. She always did with Vince. Every time they were together she’d get so aroused that by the time he slid inside her she was already on the verge of an orgasm. It always served to make her climax that much more satisfying.

“You’re incredible every time,” she said before kissing him. “You make me cum so hard every time. It’s unbelievable.”

They kissed again, though this time Audrey made it more passionate. Vince hadn’t cum, after all, and she wanted to make it clear that she needed him to fill her pussy. “I want you to cum inside me,” she whispered. “I want you to send me home to my husband with your load dripping out of my pussy. I want him to see that another man fucked his wife tonight. I want him to see that a better man satisfied his wife tonight.”

Audrey wrapped her legs around him and Vince resumed fucking her.

“That’s it,” she said. “Fuck my married cunt. Send me home to my husband with your load dripping out of my tight little cunt.”

Vince groaned. He liked it when Audrey got a little dirtier, which she couldn’t help but do for him. His orgasm was always pleasurable for her.

“Pound me,” she said. “Pound my cunt. Pound it and make it yours.”

Vince grasped Audrey’s breast in one of his hands and squeezed the flesh aggressively as he fucked her. It felt like he was taking possession of her body and it filled her with a surprising rush of lust.

“Fuck…Audrey…I’m close,” Vince said.

“Cum inside me,” Audrey said. “Cum in my pussy and make it yours. Take it from my husband. Make it yours. Make me yours!”

Vince groaned and Audrey watched the pleasure wash over his face. His strokes slowed as he unloaded inside her. She smiled and thought of her husband, as she always did when someone else came inside her. She thought of how eager Chris would be to reclaim her and it filled her with a renewed sense of lust.

“God damn,” Vince said. “I swear, I have never been with a woman like you, Audrey.”

“Keep fucking me like that and you’ll get to be with me for as long as you like,” she said.

They kissed as Vince’s stiff cock remained deep inside her. He smiled and pulled out. For a moment Audrey felt the smallest touch of disappointment. Her pussy was always a little sorrowful when Vince’s cock departed it.

“Thank you for your hospitality,” Audrey said as she grabbed her purse from the nightstand and pulled out her panties. She put them on, found her dress on the other side of the bed, and pulled it over her head without putting much effort into making it look good. Chris always liked it when looked obvious that she’d been fucked.

“It’s my pleasure, as always. Text me anytime you’re in the mood,” Vince said.

“I will,” Audrey replied before pulling out her phone and ordering a car. She gave Vince a lingering kiss and then headed out the front door and jumped in the Uber.

On the drive home, Audrey sent Chris a text: “I’m on my way home and my pussy is absolutely soaked with Vince’s cum. I want you naked and in the bed when I get there.”

“See you soon,” Chris replied.

Audrey slipped her phone into her purse and smiled. She knew Chris would be hard when she walked into the bedroom. She knew his cock would be eager for the pleasures that awaited it. She thought of Maddie and her appointment sex. Audrey felt bad for her friend and she couldn’t help but feel thankful that her husband had introduced her to the idea of opening their marriage up, halfway at least. As it turned out, that decision had saved them from an increasingly boring sexual existence.

“Thank you,” Audrey said to the driver as she got out and hurried to the front door. She stepped inside, closed the door, and waited for a few moments in the foyer. She knew Chris was in their bed. She knew he was waiting with bated breath for her to join him. His cock was almost certainly hard and his heart was probably pounding from the excitement. Making him wait a little longer could only build his anticipation and make him that much lustier when she finally showed up.

Eventually, Audrey headed upstairs and made her way down the hallway. She slowly sauntered towards the bedroom as she imagined her husband debating the wisdom of leaping out of the bed and coming for her.

“Did you miss me?” Audrey asked as she stepped into the bedroom doorway. Chris was hard as a rock, just as she knew he would be.

“You know I did,” he said.

Audrey stepped into the room and pulled her dress over her head. She tossed it aside and reached back to unhook her bra as she approached her husband.

“Did you think about me while I was gone?” she asked.

“You’re all I thought about,” Chris said as his eyes wandered to her breasts and between her legs.

Audrey crawled into the bed and wrapped her fingers around her husband’s stiffness. “Did you think about Vince’s cock inside me? Did you think about another man fucking your wife’s tight, married pussy?”

Chris nodded and sat up. His lips found hers and they shared an intensely passionate kiss as he gently grasped her breasts and played with them. Audrey stroked his cock a little faster and moaned at the eagerness of his tongue in her mouth and the skillful way his fingers manipulated her flesh.

“Do you want my pussy, baby?” Audrey asked.

“You know I do,” Chris said.

“Even though it’s filled with another man’s cum?” she asked.

Chris groaned and pulled Audrey on top of him. She let his cock go and ground her hips over his crotch, teasing him with her soaked panties.

“Is your dick so hard because you want to fuck your wife’s used pussy?” Audrey asked.

“Yes,” Chris said.

“He made me his tonight. He took my pussy from you and filled it with his cum. He made your wife his little slut tonight,” Audrey said.

Chris flipped Audrey onto her back and yanked her panties off. He moved between her legs and plunged his cock into her pussy. He pinned her wrists above her head and kissed her as his cock pummeled her.

“Take me back,” she said. “Take my pussy from him. Make it yours again.”

Audrey reveled in the pleasure of her husband’s eager thrusts, but it was the intensity of his desire that thrilled her most of all. He’d taken control in the blink of an eye and was now in pursuit of his pleasure. He fucked her with wild abandon and Audrey couldn’t help but get lost in his desire.

“Fuck my messy cunt,” she said. “Fuck it harder!”

Chris released his grasp on her wrists and Audrey wrapped her arms around him. They kissed as she held him tight.

“I love your messy cunt,” he said.

Audrey wrapped her legs around him and kissed him. She sucked on his tongue and gently bit his lower lip as Chris pounded her over and over.

“It’s your messy cunt now,” she said. “Now fill it with your fucking load.”

Chris fucked her with the same vigor Vince had provided. The difference was Vince’s cum. It was so much hotter to fuck her husband with another man’s load inside her. She knew Chris felt that way and she couldn’t help but feel that way. It was spectacularly naughty and it drove them both to great heights of pleasure that she hoped they’d never have to come down from.

“Fuck…fuck…fuck,” Chris said.

He was close. Audrey could see it. She let the floodgates of her pleasure open. She spread her legs and surrendered to her desire to cum.

“Fuck…I’m cumming!” Chris cried out.

Audrey’s orgasm followed his. She came all over her husband’s cock as she thought of his cum mixing with Vince’s. Merely thinking about having had two men inside her in one night was enough to push her orgasm over the top and to turn it into a body-shaking experience.

Audrey held her husband close as they both came down from the highs of their orgasm. She kissed his neck and ran her fingers through her hair as his chest heaved from the exertion of fucking her with such power.

“Thank you, again, for suggesting that I explore the pleasures of being with another man,” she said.

Chris laughed. “Believe me, it’s my pleasure.”

Audrey smiled and thought of Maddie and her appointment sex. She was immensely grateful she and Chris had avoided that particular marital rut. There was nothing quite like great sex to keep a marriage fresh, and they’d found a way to make that happen whenever they wanted it.

“I love you,” she said.

Chris smiled and kissed her softly. “I love you too.”