Hal came home earlier than usual that afternoon, looking happier than he had in years. Some of the deep lines of care and worry were erased by the width of his grin. He was whistling the song "Take This Job and Shove It" when he came through the door, but he broke that off to call, "Hi, Honey, I'm home!"
He stood listening, half expecting to hear the rustle of satin sheets and the mad-scramble of some poor bastard trying to get his pants on and climb out the bedroom window at the same time. Instead he heard Honey's clear voice from the kitchen.
"I'm fixing dinner, dear." The automatic ice-maker was humming smoothly by then, and so was she. "We're having your favorite dish," Honey said.
"Now what would that be?" Hal snaked her into his arms and pressed his heated cock against her restless pussy mound.
"You know, steak and lobster tails."
"I'll just take a little piece of tail," Hal said. He nudged her again with the giant swelling of his cock. Far from cooling his natural urges, fucking Dolores for the better part of the day had him feeling hornier than ever.
"Something very good must have happened at work today," Honey guessed. Hal usually got excited only when one of his quarterly reports was accepted without criticism.
"It sure did! Do you remember me telling you about Dolores?"
"Ooooooooh, yeah. The frigid bitch who's been trying to get your job!"
Hal chuckled and said, "Yeah. But as it turns out, Dolores isn't as frigid as we all thought. And she doesn't even want my job now that she knows more about it."
"Really? That's great. Maybe now you can relax a little and pay more attention to me."
"I was thinking about that." But Hal's eyes had strayed to the yellow copy of the repairman's bill taped to the door of the refrigerator. "What the fuck is this?" He slacked his hold on his eager wife and leaned closer to read. "Sixty-nine dollars because the freezer ate a loaf of bread? What kind of bullshit is this?"
"It's true, dear. If you look inside you can see how that little claw goes around…"
"I know how the fucking little claw goes around. I also know how your fucking little mind goes around. What did you do, stuff a whole damn loaf of bread into its mechanical mouth?"
"I don't know how it happened," Honey said. A stricken, shameful look spread across her face.
"You probably stuff bread into the damn machine, just the way you like having cock stuffed in your lying mouth!"
"No, Hal…"
"Did he remember to pick up the jacket he left in the bedroom yesterday?"
"Yes, er, I mean no. We didn't go in the bedroom!"
Hal sneered, "Bullshit!" and grabbed her arm. "I can smell it, cock breath! You've got hot jism leaking out of every pore. I thought you'd learned your lesson last night, but I guess not."
He pushed her toward the bedroom at the back of the house.
"Hal?" she cried anxiously, "What are you going to do?"
"You know damn well!"
Hal was smiling behind her back as she stumbled ahead of him, driven by a hand clamped like a vise. His emotions were different now than the night before. He didn't blame Honey for wanting a big, thick cock while he was away at work or care that she got herself the good fucking she craved.
He'd thought about that during the day. After all, he had a great time with Dolores and was looking forward to doing it again, and that hadn't lessened his desire for Honey. What pissed him off now was her thinking she could put something over on him.
"I spent most of the day teaching that bitch Dolores who's boss," Hal said with a grunt. "Now it looks like I'll have to spend the whole night teaching you!"
Honey moaned expectantly.
She was smiling too. She hadn't had to leave that copy of the bill taped to the refrigerator door. She could have paid it out of her generous household allowance and Hal would never have known. But that would have spoiled her fun. And his.
Honey had gotten the feeling during the night that Hal had overcome his first feelings of jealous rage and that they might soon be able to reach an understanding that would allow them both more sexual freedom. Now it all seemed to be happening faster than she'd dared hope.
He propelled her through the open bedroom door and launched her forward toward the bed. "Aaaaggghhh!" she groaned, tripping and sprawling face down, skidding her lithe body on the sleek black satin sheets.
She rolled over and swept the long strands of honey-blonde hair from her eyes. "What did you mean, you spent all day teaching Dolores who's boss?" she asked.
Hal just grinned and began stripping off her clothes. Her blouse flew one way, her skirt the other. Panties and bra sailed into opposite corners of the room.
"I fucked her!" he said when his wife was naked and cowering on the bed.
For an instant, Honey felt pangs of jealousy. She'd met Dolores once at a company party, and she remembered how tall she was, how stunning she would have been if she had brushed out her long hair and worn the right kind of clothes.
"I'll bet she enjoyed her lesson," Honey said. "And I'll bet she just loved your big cock!"
"Yeah, she did. Dolores is a bright girl. She learns fast. A lot faster than another bitch I know, one who thinks she can pull shit behind my back and get away with it."
"Huuuungh?" Honey said.
Her blue eyes flashed brightly as she watched Hal begin to undress. The first thing he did was pull his favorite snakeskin belt from the loops of his suit pants.
She felt a tingling, cringing kind of excitement. Honey knew from the night before that the first few lashes would sting and smart. But she also knew how quickly the heat of pain would turn to burning desire and sink to the depths of her cunt. "I see the welts from last night have faded," Hal said, as he doubled the belt and lashed the open palm of his left hand with the loop. "I guess your memory fades the same way!"
What Honey remembered best about the night before was how hard Hal's cock had swelled in anger. She was watching intently now, amazed by the way it bulged and strained as he eased it out of his shorts. Hal dropped them and kicked them aside.
"Dolores got this big fucker nice and hot for you," he said with a taunting grin. "Her foxy little red cunt is like a furnace, at least it is now."
"Mine's hot too," Honey whined. "I'll fuck you better than she ever could!"
"Maybe."
Hal's arms rolled back in a low arc, then snapped forward. The loop of gleaming black patterned leather hissed as viciously as the snake it once was.
"Yyyeeeeooowww!" Honey felt the sting and a looped stripe of burning pain. It neatly circled her crotch and left a blazing red welt around her blonde spread of cunt hair.
"I got to liking that hot red snatch Dolores has. Now I think I'll whip yours until it looks the same!"
"Oooooh, no!" Honey pitched over to protect her smarting pussy mound. That exposed her ass and Hal took another swing.
"Aaaaaccckkk!" She jerked from the stinging shock and writhed from the pain that lingered, spreading across the taut little domes of her ass. "Did, did you whip Dolores too?" she asked.
"Only with this, baby, only with this!" Hal stroked his stiff cock with the tight fist of his left hand. He chuckled wickedly pleased by the surging power he could feel in his prick.
Hal hadn't realized how the years of grueling mental strain had weakened his body, especially his big cock. The change had come slowly and was subtle at first, too subtle to even notice.
Even the mild exertion of whipping Honey last night had soon had him panting for breath. Tonight he felt better. He took slow, even breaths and readied the whip again.
"If she forgets her lessons like you forget yours, maybe I'll have to tan her ass later."
"What? What do you mean, later?" Honey turned and saw the stinging black loop high above his head. For an instant it seemed frozen, suspended in midair. In her widened, tear streaked eyes she could even see the diamond pattern of the dark scales.
She could feel the same pattern imprinted on her ass and pussy mound, and now it was hissing down on her again. She curled herself protectively and huddled in a cringing ball.
Hal laughed and felt his cock leap. "I mean Dolores is coming over later tonight," he said casually. "I'm going to fuck her tawny red cunt right there in the middle of our bed."
"No!" Honey roared.
"Yes," Hal insisted calmly. "And you're going to watch me!"
"Uuungh!" she moaned.
But Honey felt a shiver of excitement at the same time. She'd never watched Hal fuck another woman, and she suddenly thought it might be fun.
"When I'm through, you're going to lick my hot jism out of her cunt," he went on.
The idea seemed repulsive at first, but gradually her lips curved into a grin. Honey didn't care much for sex with other women, but the idea of sucking out a cunt that her husband had just fucked had a powerful and perverted appeal.
Seeing the change in Honey's expression, Hal cast the belt aside. "That's the way we're going to do things from now on, right out in the open. No more of your cute little tricks, trying to sneak around."
"Sure," Honey agreed quickly. That was what she'd been hoping for. "Everything honest and in the open."
Hal smiled down on her, stroking his cock with slow, gliding motions of his left hand. "In fact, since you seem to like that repairman's prick so much, I thought we'd invite him over tonight, too. I'd like to see what he does with your little blonde snatch."
"Ooooh, wow!" Honey thought about that all the time. How exciting it would be to have Hal watch while another big cock went grinding in and out of her pussy. But she had never dared suggest it.
In a way, she'd been tempting fate by inviting other men into their bed, teasing and coaxing them to fuck her again and, again, halfway hoping that Hal would come home and find her.
"That's what you've been hoping for isn't it?" he asked in a firm cool voice. "That's why you've been doing all this dumb shit, like leaving jackets and repair bills in plain sight."
"Yes, I guess so," she said with a sheepish little grin. "I thought it might excite you and get your mind off all that bullshit at work."
"That isn't going to be a problem any more. I quit that job this afternoon."
"You what?"
The spreading warmth created by the whipping suddenly changed to a freezing chill. Honey had horrible visions of them losing the new house and the car that wasn't paid for.
"I quit," he said again. And then in a softer voice, "Actually it was that or get fired. Fucking on company time is against the rules unless you're upstairs in the executive suite."
"What are you going to do?" she asked in a strident voice, tight with worry.
"What I learned to do in the service. What I think I should have been doing all along."
"Driving a truck?"
Hal nodded. "I talked to some of the guys I used to know when I worked in shipping. I've got a job all lined up. I just need to renew my license and buy a semi-tractor."
"Oooohhhh, God!" Honey clasped her hands over her face. "I know how much those big trucks cost. Where will we ever get that kind of money?"
"I've got a bundle coming from the company's retirement fund."
"But not enough. Not even for a down payment."
"I know."
Hal gave a sardonic grin. He couldn't help thinking how strange it was that he and his wife had always been so honest and open in discussing their finances and so secretive about their sexual needs and desires. "That's why I need a partner. That and to help with the driving."
"Who, for God's sake?"
"Dolores."
"That bitch again? Shit, no!"
"With what she has coming from the fund, we'll have enough for a good down payment. I checked that too," Hal said.
"But, but what the shit does she know about driving a truck?"
"Nothing yet, but I'll teach her – just like I taught her the other job. Only now we'll be working together, not trying to cut each other's throat."
"It's the craziest thing I ever heard!" Honey said with a jealous ring. "You going all over the country with her?"
"Open and honest, remember? It works both ways, Honey. You've had it all your way too damn long."
"But, but…" Honey shook her head, tossing her long golden hair. Things just weren't working out at all like she thought.
"If you promise to be good, we'll take you on some of the runs. The truck we ordered has an extra large sleeper just back of the cab. You can even fix the bed with satin sheets if you want."
She laughed weakly in resignation. "You sonuvabitch! You're gonna do whatever you want, aren't you?"
"You're damn right. That's the new me. And what I want right now is to fuck my sexy blonde wife!"
"That's what I want, too. I want to wring that prick of yours before that bitch Dolores gets another chance!"
"Ah-ah-ah," Hal said. "Careful how you talk about her now. She's our new business partner."
"Damn you, come here. I'll give you the business!"
Hal crouched between her spread legs and worked the tip of his aching cock up and down in the tight-lipped wet slit of Honey's cunt. She gave a joyous moan and tossed her head in the first small waves of ecstasy. Her squirming delight shook the last tears of pain and jealousy from her blue eyes. They spattered to the sides and gleamed in her golden hair.
Smiling and gazing up from the depths of two calm, deep blue pools, she said, "Fuck me, you bastard. Show me who's boss!"
She rocked her pussy mound to emphasize the urgency of her desire. Hal had one last thought to mention while be stirred the tip of his cock in her simmering cunt.
"If I'm happy doing something I like, you're going to get more of this than you ever did before!"
"Go to it," she moaned. "I can hardly wait! I'm going to make your cock so happy, its cum slit will twist into a grin!"
Hal bored down on her, bridging himself above her on knees and elbows so that all she felt was the beat and weight of his cock.
"I want you free to move so I can see how good that little blonde pussy of yours is."
She grinned slyly and began to swivel her softly flared hip, screwing her pink-lipped cunt up on to the shaft of his sinking cock.
"All you can do is feel it," she said. "You won't get to see it in action until Frank gets here."
"You little bitch!"
"Both ways," she reminded him. "Yeah!" He dropped on her, screwing the root of his cock in the widest spiral her tight little cunt could stand. "Aaaaahhhhh!"
"Aaahhhhh, is right. Hhhhmmmmm, you haven't fucked me so deep and hard in a long time."
"Get used to it, Honey!"
"Oooooohhhhhhhhh, I'll never get used to it! Uuunnnngh, I'll always want your big cock first. I'll always want your big fuck first. You know everything about my pussy! Aaaagggh! Hhhheeee, the way you grind down on my cunt! Christ, I'm almost ready to cum!"
Hal kept pumping his thick shaft in and out with a slow, steady rhythm so he could feel the best of her clinging cunt. Honey gripped and squeezed the gliding shaft, heating her cunt into a seething fury of wild motion.
"Go, you hot little bitch! Fuck me good! Climb up my prick!"
She did, squealing and gushing hot breath as she arched beneath him. Then she pitched backward, dragging her clamped tube the whole length of his cock until her ass settled again on the sleek black satin. She loved the cool, glossy feel of it and how it let her shapely ass slip around without friction.
"Ungh! Agghhh! Hhhooooooo!" she gasped, wringing his shaft with the excited twisting of her cunt.
With the cloud of secrecy and deception gone from between them, Honey felt more free and uninhibited than ever before. And she rejoiced in that by frantically thrusting her hot cunt up and down to meet each of Hal's thrusts.
"Grunnnngh!" he said each time their bodies pressed and fused in a passionate knot.
"Aaaahhhh, this is the best you've ever been! Shit, you're about to make me cccuuummmmm!"
Honey bent forward so she could reach his nuts and feel the surging pulses from outside as well as deep in her cunt. The first jet came thick and hot. The next burned longer, then they spit so fast she couldn't keep up.
Her cunt kept pumping, whipping jism until it foamed like a silvery frosting on the lips of her cunt. She teased and milked with her dancing fingers to get even more.
"Good!" Hal said with a long gasp when the last drop ran from the tip of his dick. "Hhhhmmmm, great!"
"The greatest so far," Honey said.
But both of them were smiling, certain that things would soon be better still.