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The beginning of a story

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It’s funny how our lives are affected by our individual schedules. A slight change in the routine completely alters who we meet in life. That daily stop for your morning pick-me-up introduces new people to your routine when you come in an hour later. It was just such a change in Eric’s schedule that allowed him the chance to meet Vivian. Timing, after all is everything.

A keen observer wouldn’t have noticed the similarities in their individual sexual desires but even the blind could have felt the electricity that was sparked between them the first time they met. Vivian was waiting for her order when Eric first walked in. She turned at the ringing of a bell tied to the entrance door by the owner and attempted to hide her interest by quickly looking at the floor in front of his feet, then turning back to the counter as if she wasn’t interested.

Of course, she was interested and Vivian started, in that brief second to think to herself that he has to be married. He was dressed in a casual manner but his appearance definitely conveyed a look that said he was on his way to work. The size of his order confirmed her suspicions. He was probably buying enough for his coworkers she surmised as she glanced at his left hand. No ring was there. Hmmm she thought. Maybe there is hope.

Vivian was married but that wouldn’t hamper her sexual desires any longer. Her husband of 21 years had agreed that she should look for a boyfriend and this was a considerable step for him. A soldier’s soldier for thirty years, Stan wasn’t one to easily step aside just so his wife could experience the joy of sexual embrace. Regardless, they had both acknowledged his physical limitations had given them little choice in the matter. He couldn’t allow the woman he loved to be ****** to rely upon the use of his tongue or toys to compensate for his inability to reach an erection. He knew she needed and deserved much more.

Stan believed he was cursed with two symptoms that had put him in this predicament. It was indeed the injuries he sustained in combat that slowly wore down his body but they weren’t readily apparent when fully clothed. Even at the gym in shorts and a t-shirt the scars were only noticeable if you knew where to look. Stan kept himself in decent shape since retiring but that only reinforced his belief in a curse when he looked in the gym mirrors. How could he look this capable yet still not be able to please a woman properly. Truth be told, neither Stan nor Vivian had always been exclusive in their marriage. Military life and the long separations that periodically occur had led them both on different sexual paths occasionally but neither of them spoke of those times until recently.

A few years ago they faced the reality of their future after speaking with the doctors and learning the condition was permanent. Three days later a true heart to heart conversation about the future of their marriage was initiated. After all, it had been two years since a rise in his blood pressure had been detected after a noticeable change in bedroom abilities. The doctor’s prognosis combined Stan’s previous injuries caused his rollercoaster ride of a life to appear completely uphill until the end. What many might find strange is it was actually Stan that brought up the crazy idea of Vivian taking a lover.
 
Yes, that’s what Vivian said when Stan offered his solution to their sexual problem. She half screamed “that’s crazy” before he had the chance to launch into a conversation about their past. After many tears, hugs, kisses and reassurances of “I love you,” they ventured down a completely new level of trust. They had finally confessed to each other the various dalliances they had during their semi-frequent, militarily induced separations. Of course, neither of them had ever strayed from the other in matters of the heart but they both admitted it was purely an animalistic lust that propelled them. Yes, sex is important and they needed to find another way to keep their sex life alive.

Eric was your average teenaged boy chasing pussy and failing in the pursuit more often than not. Typical fumbling in conversation and moves always seemed to hamper his ability to get laid. He needed the confidence to back up his youthful abilities. The irony of this story is that it was once again, a change in schedules that altered Eric’s life.

Eric had been a bagboy and sometimes produce clerk with a local grocery store when a coworker’s auto accident had a definitive effect on the rest of his life. Promoted to full time produce clerk, Eric met the woman that would completely alter his ability to score with girls. One woman was able to pounce upon him and alter his entire life and it was all due to a change in their schedules.

Some may say Eric was the victim of sexual abuse but he, nor many males would consider what happened to be abusive. To be honest, Eric believed he was the luckiest guy on earth. Two weeks into his new schedule brought a couple that just recently moved to the area. She was a carnivore and he enjoyed watching her devour younger men but Eric was different. He had something many young men didn’t possess. He had a sexually deviant mind that started at an abnormally young age. He knew what he wanted to do, he just never had the chance to do it as he imagined until that couple entered his life. They spurred his sexual imagination to new heights by allowing him the chance to express his desires without pause.

At first, CiCi and Dave were shocked at their discovery. Eric’s dominant traits came out immediately after they had invited him to dinner. Not more than two minutes after entering their house, Eric didn’t blink nor change the direction of his stare into CiCi’s eyes when he told her “tell him to get me a beer.” She did and the rest is history.

The grocery store Eric worked for had a firm policy of greeting any customer that entered their section. Eric hated this policy but adapted a firm grasp upon his typical greeting. “Hello, if there is anything I can do for you, just ask” but little did he know, he said it with a voice that was made for radio. This in itself attracted CiCi’s attention and she smiled as she glanced at her husband, Dave. This was a woman with a purpose and CiCi knew she had the goods to lure almost any man. She was dressed in a t-shirt and jean shorts that day but the shorts got shorter and the t-shirts tighter with each visit they made.

The second time they came in, Eric noticed the difference in CiCi’s attire; how could he not? A Spandex tank top was stretched across her ample breasts and happily dipped into a pair of high-rise running shorts. Her nipples stressed the Spandex to exquisite proportions s she fumbled through a devastated corner display of apples. “Is this the best you have” she said as she spoke to get Eric’s attention but focused on her husband Dave’s pants. When Eric looked over, he saw she was not only looking but her left hand had actually pointed at Dave’s pants. Even in those few seconds, Dave’s small crease grew bigger. Neither of them anticipated Eric’s next sentence.
 
While Eric had caught the subtle reference to the woman’s pointed finger, he was not thinking about that possibility until he had finished his reply. It was a reply he had been trained to utter to promulgate the store’s policy of customer service. “I’m sorry ma’am, I was just about to start on that display after I finished this one…but I’d be happy to bring out some boxes for you to choose from, if you would like.”

CiCi’s reply was unexpected but fit the equation she had seemed to write. “Can’t I go in the back with you?” “”We really don’t have time to wait and I can make Dave here stand guard” and she chuckled as she again, pointed at her husband’s noticeably small but apparent erection. Right then and there, Eric’s life changed.

He brought her back to the produce cooler and upon entering she immediately said “Maybe I shouldn’t have come in here without Dave. My nipples are definitely saying “it’s cold” and I know you notice.”

Eric stuttered at her reference but remarkably he said the right thing. “I guess he likes to watch, huh?” and she smiled as she said “I’ll go get him.” What she said after was what triggered Eric’s imagination. She walked to the open door and uttered a command “Dave, get in here and watch.” As soon as her husband appeared, CiCi walked up to Eric and said demurely, “show me your apples.”

Eric still was not sure he had hit the jackpot. This gorgeous woman had just stepped close enough to him to feel her breasts slightly press against his chest but he wasn’t completely sure until he boldly reached down for her hand. As soon as he did, CiCi smiled and almost whispered but said aloud in a husky voice, “take me.”

Eric guided her to a pallet of boxes nearby and pulled off the top of a box. “These are untouched since they were harvested” he said as CiCi purposely bent over to look at the apples but kept her gaze upon Eric’s growing crotch as she did so. “There’s nothing like being the first to touch and feel a new crop” she said as she arched her back to accentuate her ass. Eric looked over at her husband momentarily before he smiled and reached out to put his hand on her ass. She didn’t move to stop him but rather, she pushed her ass backwards to ensure contact. Eric knew this was an invitation and moved his had upward pulling her shorts to ****** her beautifully firm ass. It was the beginning of their relationship.

Eric finally moved his gaze from CiCi’s ass to her husband’s face and he had to laugh. “You really like to watch, don’t you” he said as he pushed a finger into her pussy. The next thing that happened freaked Eric out at first but it didn’t stop his exploration. CiCi said, “forget he exists, fuck me!”

Eric had pulled CiCi’s pants down enough that he could fully fuck her with his fingers but he needed release. CiCi had undone his 501’s and was sucking his cock when he pushed her so that her pussy was close enough for entrance. At this, he looked up and saw the expression on CiCi’s husband’s face and loved it. In his own mind he said…”watch as I fuck your wife…watch.” And he did. Eric fucked her with a passion she had rarely felt from a teenager. His thick cock had her grinding her pussy against his cock saying “fuck me, baby…gawd, fuck me with your big cock!” and she orgasmed all over his cock.

Just as Eric was about to come she screamed “cum in my mouth” and turned to take his full load. Bucking wildly into her mouth, Eric released the full blast of his teen load. While she swallowed most, she pulled back, opened her mouth and received the rest of Eric’s load on her outstretched tongue. What amazed Eric is when she slowly stood up, mouth still open with his cum still readily apparent on her tongue and approached her husband. Still showing her outstretched tongue to Eric, CiCi kissed her husband full on the lips, digging deep with her tongue. As soon as Eric saw this he knew, this would be a fun couple and as she withdrew her kiss, she said “that’s the taste of a real man!” “Get used to it!”

Immediately after this exchange of his bodily fluids occurred, she ****** his head down, smacked his ass, and said “invite him over” and walked out of the cooler. Eric stood there, his cock limp and satisfied but chuckling all the while…as CiCi’s husband replied “please come visit us for dinner.”
 

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