Angel was certain that Steve and Toni were having an affair. Her own affair with Cliff was soured and she had no intention of losing Steve to Toni.
She decided to win Steve back the best way she knew how. First she would become friendly with Toni again. A woman couldn't have a affair with her best friend's husband. Then she would give Steve the best sex he'd ever had. She knew Steve. She'd been married to him long enough and she was the mother of his children. That meant something.
The children were at camp and she plotted her campaign. She phoned Toni and invited her out to lunch. They met at a nice restaurant downtown and Angel told Toni it was her treat.
"I feel real bad that we've lost touch with each other," Angel said, sipping her wine.
Toni felt miserable and uncomfortable. She hadn't wanted to have lunch with Angel, but Steve insisted she couldn't say no.
"It wasn't my idea," Toni said. "You're the one who became cold. Not me."
Angel smiled her angelic smile.
"Still the same old Toni," she said. "Always blunt and to the point."
Toni shrugged. It was hard to face the woman whose husband she loved. She suspected that Angel knew that and thus the lunch.
"We all have our personalities," Toni said. She looked around for the waitress. "Don't we?"
She glanced knowingly at Angel.
Angel had the grace to blush. "I don't blame you for being angry at me, but remember all the good times we had and the secrets we exchanged. I don't mind saying I miss those times. Do you?"
Toni smiled. "Speaking of being blunt." The waitress approached and took their orders. They waited for her to leave before resuming their conversation. Angel leaned her arms on the table and sat forward.
"How are things with you and Cliff?" Angel said, clearing her throat.
Toni decided to be honest. "Lousy," she said. "Absolutely lousy."
"That good, huh?" Angel muttered.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing." Angel waved her hand and flung her long hair back over one shoulder.
They sat in silence when the waitress brought their food. Toni decided to leave as soon as they were through. She knew Angel was attached to something and she didn't want to deal with it just yet.
Angel placed her fork on her plate and wiped her lips with her napkin. She stared hard at Toni.
"The kids are at camp," she said. "How nice for them," Toni said. Her salad was sticking in her throat. She, too, stopped eating and sipped her wine.
"It's been a long time since Steve and I were alone without the kids demanding our time and energy," Angel said.
Toni cleared her throat and drank more wine. "It must be a welcome change."
Angel lowered her lashes and fiddled with a roll. "I think Steve has another woman."
Toni almost stopped breathing. "Do you care?"
"Do I care? Are you crazy, of course I care. He's my husband, for God's sake!"
"But, Angel, you have other men," Toni said. "Why the double standard?"
"Why?" Angel said, sitting forward. Her huge blue eyes blazed and her cheeks turned pink. "Why? Because when I have other men it doesn't mean anything. It's just a fuck. I never intended breaking up my marriage, that's why."
"Do you have any reason to believe Steve wants out?" Toni said, averting her eyes.
Angel bit into a roll and crumbs splashed over the table. She chewed hard and swallowed.
"He better not," she said, her eyes darkening.
Despite everything, Toni felt elated. If Angel had the impression Steve had another woman and that it was serious, it meant that Steve really loved her. She knew in her heart he did, but as long as he was living with Angel she felt insecure.
"I think you're worrying for nothing," Toni said.
Angel glowered. "It's easy for you to say," she spit out the words. "Cliff's crazy about you. Your marriage isn't in jeopardy and you don't even have kids to worry about."
"Oh, Angel, you're a good mother," Toni said, feeling a surge of warmth for her old friend.
Angel straightened her shoulders. "You bet I am, and if Steve leaves me I'll make sure he never comes near those kids again."
Angel motioned to the waitress for the check, her eyes blazing as she freshened her lipstick. Toni felt more depressed than ever. Angel was tough inside where it counted. Steve adored his children. He'd never leave Angel if it meant he couldn't see them.
The two, friends went their separate ways when they left the restaurant. Angel stayed downtown and shopped. If nothing else, she was going to spend Steve's money. Not that he was making much lately. He hadn't gone on the road for weeks. She'd make him pay anyway, damn him!
She bought a dress and a cashmere sweater. She tried on an expensive pair of shoes and decided against them, but, bought an equally expensive handbag.
She met an old boyfriend on her way out of the store and they went into a bar for a drink. She told him her troubles, and then they went to his motel and they fucked. By the time she arrived home she had a plan for igniting a spark in her marriage. She was still a very sexy woman. Few men could resist her. She'd make sure Steve wasn't one of them who could.
The first thing she did was masturbate. She had a few hours before Steve arrived home and she needed a little more sex. Her old boyfriend had satisfied her, but when she was nervous her pussy was insatiable.
She pulled her panties down and climbed into bed. She spread her legs and unbuttoned her blouse. She played with her wet cunt and rubbed her nipples until they stiffened. She sniffed her fingers and licked up the cuntjuice. Then she moved her finger back into her gulch.
She used one finger to probe her clit and with her free hand she caressed her cunt folds. Her fingers felt exquisite and she managed to get her blouse open and her bra unhooked while she masturbated.
Tonight she would fuck Steve's brains out. She would suck his cock until he begged for mercy. He always loved the way she blew him. She would let him fuck her asshole and she would let him piss inside her ass. That drove him crazy and she liked it too.
The thing about men is that they have to be managed, she thought. Even Cliff. Cliff loved Toni, but Angel had him mesmerized sexually in a way that Toni never had. She didn't know why she had that effect on men, but she did and she was glad of it. Steve's crush on Toni would dissipate and everything would be okay in her world. She hoped.
She fondled the sensitive sheath of her clit. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Damn, it felt good! Oh, yes, fuck! she said to herself as she let her thighs sprawl open.
She thrust two fingers into her cunthole. Deep inside. Oh, yes, it felt good. Not as good as a prick, but nice. She used her thumb on her clit and caressed her tithes. Damn Toni for having the biggest tits around! It always bothered Angel. She basically liked Toni, but she'd always been jealous of those damn big knockers.
She wiggled her ass on the bed and fingered herself. Tonight she would pull no punches. She would fuck Steve better than Toni ever could. She knew how. She had a tight cunt even after two kids. And more important she had a snapping pussy. That was the secret of her success. Few women had the talent, but she did and it made sex especially marvelous. In olden times men paid dearly for snapping pussies. All she wanted was to keep her family intact and by God she would if it killed her.
Now she thought about Steve and her cunt flowed so abundantly she soaked the sheets. She reached into a drawer next, to the bed and brought out a candle.
Angel didn't especially like dildos, but occasionally a nice thick candle felt good when she masturbated. She laid the blunt tip against her cunthole and pushed it in. She thrust it in and out, using it like a cock while she manipulated her clit.
She knew some women used dildos all the time. It was the electronic age, after all, and electric vibrators were a boon to women. She was proud that she didn't need that sort of nonsense. Just give me a prick and a nice pair of balls. Matching bookends, she thought with a giggle. And soon I'll be over the moon.
Still, she plunged the candle in and out of her clutching cunt and enjoyed it immensely. One time she masturbated in front of Cliff. He found it incredibly exciting. She was a little hurt that Cliff hadn't fallen in love with her. He loved to fuck her, but he'd made it clear it was Toni he loved.
She moved the candle more slowly, relishing the teasing feel on her clit every time she pulled it out. The wax melted slightly because her pussy was so hot and juicy. She closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow, moaning softly as the entire length of the candle crawled up into her hot cunt.
"Lover, fuck me!" the hot-blooded blonde moaned. "Oh, lover, fuck me good!"
She rocked her hips and gyrated her ass. On an impulse she rose up from the bed and moved to the dresser for a hand-mirror. She brought it back to the bed and propped it up between her knees.
Now she watched herself in the mirror. A woman's pussy was such a strange thing. Every one was different, just like snowflakes. A pussy looked like a flower, at least hers did. It was all so complicated. She wondered if men really liked pussies the way women loved cock. She doubted it. She'd never met a man who liked to suck her cunt the way she loved to suck a prick.
She watched her cuntlips spread open as she thrust the candle into her gulch. Her outer lips caressed her clit as she fucked herself. Nature was a miracle. It was amazing how nature planned a cock to excite a cunt.
She forced herself to keep her eyes open as she masturbated. Watching herself in the mirror and seeing what was happening to her was a kick.
Steve would be home soon and she would continue with him what she'd started now. She didn't want to bring herself off. She wanted to be very hot and very juicy when they fucked. He'd have no reason to turn to Toni if she seduced him the way she did in the old days. Toni wouldn't have a chance next to Angel if Angel gave it everything she had.
Now she slowly stroked the candle into her pussy and churned it around inside her. She trembled with excitement and felt the need to climax. Could she wait until Steve came home? It wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to do it.
She watched the mirror intently. Her cunt meat was reddish purple with passion. Normally her pussy was pink, but when she was aroused it became dark with engorged blood.
She trembled and left the candle imbedded inside her for a moment. Fuck me, lover! she moaned to herself. Oh, you fucker, love me!
As her excitement mounted she knew she would have to let herself have one orgasm.
The candle was slippery and somewhat soft from the heat and moisture of her pussy. She was glad she lubricated heavily. That was another thing that men loved. A nice wet cunt, sticky wet and gushing with sex-juice. Lubrication was a sign of a woman's sexuality. She was certain of it.
She worked the candle in and out of her gash and watched the wanton sight in the mirror. She was mesmerized by the sight. Her clit was very hard and swollen, almost angry looking. Aching to be relieved of the blood swelling it to twice its normal size.
As her orgasm approached, she kept her eyes on the mirror. She wanted to see what happened to her cunt when she came. But of course at the moment of orgasm her eyes closed tight and she rolled her head from side to side on the pillow. Despite her resolve to stop after one climax, she used both hands to plunge the candle all the way into her snapping pussy. She dropped the mirror and concentrated on her need, her insatiable need for more and more sex.
When she'd exhausted herself, when she had lot count of her orgasms, she lay back and tried to catch her breath. The room was dark. The sun had gone down while she was masturbating. Steve would be home any minute and she was a mess. Her clothes were a mess and her golden hair was wild. She raised herself on one elbow anti touched herself one more time before she rose up and moved to the bathroom.
She was peeing when Steve arrived home and walked into the bedroom. She heard him moving around, but he said nothing.
He snapped on the television to the national news and she called out. "I'm in here, honey."
Without speaking, he walked into the bathroom and gazed at her. His face looked serious and Angel had a moment of panic.
"Hi, darling," she said, wiping herself and rising up from the toilet to embrace him. "I must look a mess. I was just changing and about to make dinner. We'll have something special. What do you feel like? Pizza? Ribs? I'll order in or you can go and pick it up while I change."
She chattered on and he said not a word.
After a while she became aware that he hadn't spoken. She was determined not to let him get into a serious discussion. A serious discussion could only mean trouble. She would not let him tell her about Toni and their affair. She would no hear it.
"Angel," he said wearily.
She knew she'd have to move fast. She dropped one hand to his crotch. There was no hard-on there, but that didn't faze her. She would get him hard if it was the last thing she did. He was her husband and he'd stay her husband.
She rubbed his crotch and kissed him.
"Isn't it great to have the house to ourselves?" she said, linking her with his and almost shoving him into the bedroom.
"Yeah, I guess so," he said. "But, Angel, there's something I've got to talk to you about."
"Later," she said, dropping to her knees and opening his fly. She reached inside and closed her fingers around his limp prick.
"I've had the wildest desire all day to suck you off," Angel said. "Sit down on the bed and let me make you hard, darling."
She guided him to the bed and he sat down. She pushed his thighs apart and yanked his pants and shorts down. She took his balls in her hands and nuzzled his prick with her face.
"Angel…" he said, but she stopped him.
"Oh, honey, don't talk," she said. "Just remember that your wife loves you and wants to suck your cock. And your children love you too and need you. Oh, honey, isn't it nice to have a family and a home and everything?" She took his soft cockhead into her mouth and wet it down with her saliva. "My pussy's been wet all day just thinking about having your cock in my mouth."
"Yeah, a family," he said softly, moving a hand to her head and tentatively stroking her golden hair. He sighed deeply. "I sometimes forget about the kids."
"I love you, Steve," Angel said. She tongued his balls. "I know I sometimes forget to tell you." She fluttered her long eyelashes and forced a tear to her eyes. She gazed up at him and sniffed. "But I do love you, Steve, and I want to stay married to you."
She lapped her wet tongue from the tip of his dick to his balls. Steve gripped her head with both hands and his cock began growing and stiffening.
"Whoever said we weren't going to stay married, Angel?" His cockhead lurched against her tongue.
Angel beamed up at him. She sank her lips halfway down his cockshaft.
"I was just talking hypothetically," she said, knowing she had won. Maybe Steve did love Toni, but he would stay with her because she was his wife and the mother of his children. And because she gave great head.