I Have Had Sloppy Seconds
Sloppy Seconds from Sandy II—The story continues
In my first tale I told you how my gorgeous young wife introduced me to the pleasures to be had by being presented with a freshly lubricated ***** that she didn’t get lubricated at home. The next week the story went on.
The following week, she told me before leaving that if it was OK with me that she’d really like to stop on the way home from the bowling alley and get ****** again. I could see no reason that she shouldn’t get some excitement again this week and told her to “Have fun” and watched her carefully put on makeup and choose the under garments she thought sexiest before leaving. I watched her pull out the drive and sat down to watch a movie on TV,
Finally, about 2:00AM the car pulled in and she slid the door open and daintily tossed her panties AND bra in the door before coming in and giving me the most passionate kiss imaginable. This bit of her going out and getting ****** was really beginning to boost her ego a lot. She was gaining confidence in herself.
It goes without saying, this night her ***** was extremely looser and sloppier and after I took my sloppy seconds she seemed perfectly ready to go to sleep for the night and I was loving the wonderful feel of the freshly ****** ***** my angel was providing me with.
Next week I assumed that we’d see a repeat of the previous two weeks. I didn’t even ask until Sandy was headed to the door if she’d be late again but she replied that she had no idea. She said that she liked to go out for an evening of good sex once in a while, but that she didn’t really want to get into a habit of having any one guy figuring that they had a right to regular sex with her except me. She said, “We’ll see how I feel when I’m ready to leave.” And then she was on her way.
Midnight came and went and no Sandy. One, two and three o’clock came and still no wife. Finally, about 4:30 lights turned into the driveway. In walked my gorgeous wife looking slightly the worse for wear but with a beaming smile on her face. My sweet and charming wife strode in the door wearing only her blouse. Seems that after bowling she had stayed at the bowling alley and ****** the manager of the place twice. The main problem was that he had an extremely short **** and she really wasn’t satisfied. But to her pleasure her consort from the previous weeks had seen her car and waited for her to come out. That night he had the sloppy seconds and when she got home I got even sloppier thirds. That night she came home only partially dressed because, as she said, she just got tired of having to put her clothes on all the time.
Sometimes we just seem to get extra lucky of an evening. I must say, that night I got so saturated with second hand ***** that we changed sheets and showered before going to sleep and I loved my darling wife even more than before if that were possible.
Over the next week or two Sandy wanted to work on a new plan of attack. She was concerned about getting a “reputation” in our small town and we both agreed that perhaps a new plan of attack was in order. But the genie was out of the bottle and there was no way that I was ever going to restrain my once chaste little angel after she found out how much fun was to be had being the town *****. It was now a case of how best to keep it off the radar of all the small town gossips.
We talked about the logistics and decided to move her action to a fairly large city about 20 miles away. The question then is how and where could we find her conquests. We decided to go together to find a few spots where my little angel could operate as a sort of base. We went looking and found several spots and then one evening on the way home a sign caught our attention. One nude ***** bar had a sign up advertising “Amateur Night” and I think we both wondered the same thing. We went in and had a drink just to get the feel for the place. Then we went home and made plans for the next “Amateur Night”.
Sandy spent a couple of days cutting apart some sexy outfits from Victoria’s Secret and installing Velcro in strategic spots and finally we were ready. We went to the ***** club for their next “contest” and there were only Sandy and one other girl plus about three regular dancers. The other contestant really didn’t have it, but Sandy really was classy. The club owner wanted Sandy to go to work that very night and had the woman who managed the place talk to my wife about a job. They wanted dancers but dancers who would also sell some ***** on the side. Sandy agreed to go to work at the club but said she couldn’t start until the following evening.
At 8:00 PM the following evening my darling wife showed up for work as a dancer/***** and about 11:00 I went in to see how she was doing. It was a sort of slow evening. Sandy had danced two sets of music and been ****** twice. Shortly after I got there another guy rented her services and later a fourth guy shot a load into her **** as well. She got home and I went to **** her and was amazed. Her ***** was red and swollen but no warm slippery feeling. The girls were given an alum douche to keep their ******* somewhat tight no matter how many times they got ******. Needless to say, that ruined all the pleasure with no Sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths or anything else.
The good thing from Sandy’s point was that she really feels for the women who have to use their bodies to survive. That and she has no desire to be a pro in that particular trade.
In any event she had found one guy she particularly enjoyed *******. If she got an urge for some strange stuff she could go over to this Tom’s place and get ******. That was her go to “**** buddy” that would service her in need. About that time in our history I was being called to work more and more hours on a regular basis as our business grew.
I remember one time she got extremely horny and went over to see if Tom wanted to **** her. He had two friends over playing cards when she arrived so she sat there and talked for a bit as the game progressed. And finally the game ended and all four of them went in the living room and turned on the stereo. With Sandy being the only woman the men were taking turns asking her to dance.
Now back at that time Sandy loved to wear mini skirts and NO underwear except for formal occasions. Before too long Tom was reaching under her skirt and before much longer the two of them retired to the bedroom and my angel wife was getting ******. When Tom finished he left the bedroom and left the door open.
Sandy was laying on the bed sort of catching her breath when in walks Tom’s friend who sits on the edge of the bed trying to talk his way into a piece of *** also. Evidently my wife wasn’t done ******* because she told that dude that he wasn’t going to get laid fully dressed. That was the second.
After taking that load my wife was again catching her breath after number two had finished when in walked number three completely nude and sporting a raging hard on who just climbed on and started banging away. My Baby was really scoring that night. She had ****** three guys while never getting out of bed or getting dressed in between. Finally they went back to the living room in the nude and danced a bit more and all thee guys took her another time with one going back for thirds. Finally she arrived home with a big, wet, sore ***** and left me **** her only if I promised to just slide gently. Getting ****** eight times in one night will do that I suppose.
From that time on we had an agreement that Sandy could **** as many times as she pleased as long as she was ready for my needs at home.
These were the beginnings of a great sex life for both of us. That lady owned me body and soul and she was all I ever wanted even if I did enjoy my own share of strange ***** on the side.
There was no jealousy between us and we wanted nothing more than mutual happiness together. It’s too damned bad that the rest of the world has never found the secret to personal happiness as we did.
In my first tale I told you how my gorgeous young wife introduced me to the pleasures to be had by being presented with a freshly lubricated ***** that she didn’t get lubricated at home. The next week the story went on.
The following week, she told me before leaving that if it was OK with me that she’d really like to stop on the way home from the bowling alley and get ****** again. I could see no reason that she shouldn’t get some excitement again this week and told her to “Have fun” and watched her carefully put on makeup and choose the under garments she thought sexiest before leaving. I watched her pull out the drive and sat down to watch a movie on TV,
Finally, about 2:00AM the car pulled in and she slid the door open and daintily tossed her panties AND bra in the door before coming in and giving me the most passionate kiss imaginable. This bit of her going out and getting ****** was really beginning to boost her ego a lot. She was gaining confidence in herself.
It goes without saying, this night her ***** was extremely looser and sloppier and after I took my sloppy seconds she seemed perfectly ready to go to sleep for the night and I was loving the wonderful feel of the freshly ****** ***** my angel was providing me with.
Next week I assumed that we’d see a repeat of the previous two weeks. I didn’t even ask until Sandy was headed to the door if she’d be late again but she replied that she had no idea. She said that she liked to go out for an evening of good sex once in a while, but that she didn’t really want to get into a habit of having any one guy figuring that they had a right to regular sex with her except me. She said, “We’ll see how I feel when I’m ready to leave.” And then she was on her way.
Midnight came and went and no Sandy. One, two and three o’clock came and still no wife. Finally, about 4:30 lights turned into the driveway. In walked my gorgeous wife looking slightly the worse for wear but with a beaming smile on her face. My sweet and charming wife strode in the door wearing only her blouse. Seems that after bowling she had stayed at the bowling alley and ****** the manager of the place twice. The main problem was that he had an extremely short **** and she really wasn’t satisfied. But to her pleasure her consort from the previous weeks had seen her car and waited for her to come out. That night he had the sloppy seconds and when she got home I got even sloppier thirds. That night she came home only partially dressed because, as she said, she just got tired of having to put her clothes on all the time.
Sometimes we just seem to get extra lucky of an evening. I must say, that night I got so saturated with second hand ***** that we changed sheets and showered before going to sleep and I loved my darling wife even more than before if that were possible.
Over the next week or two Sandy wanted to work on a new plan of attack. She was concerned about getting a “reputation” in our small town and we both agreed that perhaps a new plan of attack was in order. But the genie was out of the bottle and there was no way that I was ever going to restrain my once chaste little angel after she found out how much fun was to be had being the town *****. It was now a case of how best to keep it off the radar of all the small town gossips.
We talked about the logistics and decided to move her action to a fairly large city about 20 miles away. The question then is how and where could we find her conquests. We decided to go together to find a few spots where my little angel could operate as a sort of ba
Sandy spent a couple of days cutting apart some sexy outfits from Victoria’s Secret and installing Velcro in strategic spots and finally we were ready. We went to the ***** club for their next “contest” and there were only Sandy and one other girl plus about three regular dancers. The other contestant really didn’t have it, but Sandy really was classy. The club owner wanted Sandy to go to work that very night and had the woman who managed the place talk to my wife about a job. They wanted dancers but dancers who would also sell some ***** on the side. Sandy agreed to go to work at the club but said she couldn’t start until the following evening.
At 8:00 PM the following evening my darling wife showed up for work as a dancer/***** and about 11:00 I went in to see how she was doing. It was a sort of slow evening. Sandy had danced two sets of music and been ****** twice. Shortly after I got there another guy rented her services and later a fourth guy shot a load into her **** as well. She got home and I went to **** her and was amazed. Her ***** was red and swollen but no warm slippery feeling. The girls were given an alum douche to keep their ******* somewhat tight no matter how many times they got ******. Needless to say, that ruined all the pleasure with no Sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths or anything else.
The good thing from Sandy’s point was that she really feels for the women who have to use their bodies to survive. That and she has no desire to be a pro in that particular trade.
In any event she had found one guy she particularly enjoyed *******. If she got an urge for some strange stuff she could go over to this Tom’s place and get ******. That was her go to “**** buddy” that would service her in need. About that time in our history I was being called to work more and more hours on a regular basis as our business grew.
I remember one time she got extremely horny and went over to see if Tom wanted to **** her. He had two friends over playing cards when she arrived so she sat there and talked for a bit as the game progressed. And finally the game ended and all four of them went in the living room and turned on the stereo. With Sandy being the only woman the men were taking turns asking her to dance.
Now back at that time Sandy loved to wear mini skirts and NO underwear except for formal occasions. Before too long Tom was reaching under her skirt and before much longer the two of them retired to the bedroom and my angel wife was getting ******. When Tom finished he left the bedroom and left the door open.
Sandy was laying on the bed sort of catching her breath when in walks Tom’s friend who sits on the edge of the bed trying to talk his way into a piece of *** also. Evidently my wife wasn’t done ******* because she told that dude that he wasn’t going to get laid fully dressed. That was the second.
After taking that load my wife was again catching her breath after number two had finished when in walked number three completely nude and sporting a raging hard on who just climbed on and started banging away. My Baby was really scoring that night. She had ****** three guys while never getting out of bed or getting dressed in between. Finally they went back to the living room in the nude and danced a bit more and all thee guys took her another time with one going back for thirds. Finally she arrived home with a big, wet, sore ***** and left me **** her only if I promised to just slide gently. Getting ****** eight times in one night will do that I suppose.
From that time on we had an agreement that Sandy could **** as many times as she pleased as long as she was ready for my needs at home.
These were the beginnings of a great sex life for both of us. That lady owned me body and soul and she was all I ever wanted even if I did enjoy my own share of strange ***** on the side.
There was no jealousy between us and we wanted nothing more than mutual happiness together. It’s too damned bad that the rest of the world has never found the secret to personal happiness as we did.
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