Howard came awake into the following morning that was a Saturday and to his utter disbelief felt numb when he found April asleep with her head resting upon his shoulder with her arm across his chest. His immediate reaction was that he was in a dream. But that faded from mind when he recalled the conversation they had last night, and what they ended up doing afterwards . . . and with her head resting on his shoulder, it was too real to be dismissed as mere dream. She stirred against him as he wrapped his arm around her. It felt good knowing they were getting back to what they were before.
If he thought the moment of bliss would disappear just as it had begun he was mistaken. April was all smiles and happiness when she woke up. They showered and went downstairs and Howard surprised her by making breakfast. April came behind him and locked her arms around him waist while he worked slices of bacon on the frying pan.
"That was so much fun last night," she said.
"Yeah, I enjoyed it too." They shared a kiss then she went and laid plates on the table. Carl was yet to join them from upstairs.
"Besides last night, I had me a fun time yesterday."
Howard came and started laying slices of fried bacon on each plate. "Oh yeah? What sort of fun did you have?"
"I spent the afternoon with Jenny and we went out. It beats sitting at home all day."
"Oh yeah, Jenny," he was not too keen hearing her mention Jenny's name and was more afraid to enquire whatever they did yesterday. "You're not going to quit being around her, I see."
"We talked about this before, didn't we? Let's just leave it at that for now. Are you going to see your friend from last night today?"
"I don't where or how to contact him," he said. "But I know someone who will."
Carl soon joined them and they sat and had breakfast together.
* * *
"You want to know where Olu is right now and I'm telling you honestly I don't know," Dave replied Howard as he pushed through his door that opened into his backyard porch. He held three bottles of beer in his hands, one of which he gave to Howard. "But I know where he's gonna be later this evening."
He gave the second beer to Ted, a friend and neighbour of theirs who lived a few houses between them, keeping the third to himself. Ted was there to converse with Dave about similar subject that had brought Howard over to his place. It was 10:17 am. Howard had done some yard work at the house and washed his car, after which he opted to spend the remainder of the morning with the one person who had inadvertently persuaded and coerced him into undertaking the profound sexual journey that had already consumed his wife and like an approaching tornado was striving towards consuming him too. There was no point denying to himself the idea that he did not want this any more than he was unaware of dangers lurking inside it. Whether he would be capable of retaining some control and not lose his mind to any of this was something he would have to contend with the further down the rabbit hole he went. His thoughts went to Becca, wondering whatever she might be doing with herself right now. He would make out time to give her a call; the sound of her voice would be pleasing to hear this weekend, as well to let her know the surprising progress he had made with April.
"Shango's a busy man, Howard," Dave sipped his beer after sharing a toast with his friends then sitting down on a wicker chair across from them. "He corresponds with couples on a daily basis; most can't wait for a meeting with him. I've met some of them and I can tell you, even a one-night stand with Shango would drive them nuts. He's that wanted a man."
"They all just want to fuck him?" Howard asked incredulously. "What's his dick made out of, thirteen carat gold?"
Dave laughed aloud which triggered Ted into joining him, even though he was just as intrigued to know more about the subject of their discussion. Ted Simms had met Shango once before, though his wife was yet to know about him and his seductive charms. He yearned for the day he would get to watch Shango go to work on Holly.
"Try not to be so narrow-minded about things, Howard," Dave cautioned. "This isn't all about sex and Shango doesn't go around fucking wives because he wants to. He's sort of like a guru, a sex guide, if you will. He helps couples with getting to know themselves more."
"My apologies then. How did you and Jenny get to know him? You never told me that."
"At a swinger's party four years ago." Dave drank his beer while Ted and Howard waited for him to continue. "It was a big boys' type of party—very exclusive, if you know what I mean. You've got to be well known in that circle to be invited in it. Shango was there demonstrating his will over other couples. The husbands, myself included—Jenny was at the time getting fucked in some other room—we sat in awe and watched him bang the shit out of one rich guy's wife. Later I found out it was the wife of the man whose house we were in."
"How bad did he fuck her?" Ted asked.
"Very bad," Dave answered. "The woman was some matronly old bird; by the time Master Shango got done with her, she was a nubile sex freak." This got all three of them laughing in unison. "I mean seriously, he fucked every hole including her ass, and just listening to her scream—that's one night I can't ever forget. The whole time I kept wishing was Jenny getting fucked like that. I'll bet that almost every husband that were there was thinking the same thing."
"So what happened later?" Howard asked.
"You mean what did I do when Shango got done with the old bird? What do you think, I went around looking for Jenny and we fought our way through so I could introduce her to Shango. Jenny got to liking him right away. Shango is just irresistible to like."
"She brought him here to fuck?"
"Not that first time, no. Shango fucked her at the hotel he was staying at. I didn't get to watch that first time and that was disappointing, but later I did. Wait, speaking of which," he got up and dialled a number on his phone.
Ted and Howard watched him shuffle away from them while talking into his phone.
"Me, I'm still trying to get Holly hooked and sold onto this," Ted said sourly.
Howard looked at him. "She hasn't tried it yet?"
Ted shook his head. "The good thing is she's still open-minded about it. But even that's not enough. One minute she's all for it and the next . . ." he stopped to drink his beer. "Dave told me his wife Jenny got yours involved with her. You're fucking lucky."
"You can say that. I don't know if luck's got anything to do with it. It was a rude surprise when I found out."
"You're still fucking lucky, man. I know plenty of guys who'd love to get that sort of surprise, and I'm one of them."
Dave returned to them, all smiles as he pocketed back his phone and grabbed his beer.
The back door opened just then and out came Jenny carrying a coffee table on top of which rested separate plates laden with scones and cheese cake.
"Hope your drinks are in order," she said as she lowered the table in the midst and asked if either would stay for lunch.
"Honey, thanks for all this," Dave came and kissed her cheek. "Your company will be here soon."
"What company? What're you talking about?"
"My buddy, Raymond. I just got off the phone with him; he says he'll be here in ten or a little above that."
"Oh wow. You've got my nerves tingling. I'd better go wash up then."
She loosened the scarf that held her hair in a bun and it cascaded down her shoulders. She wore tight shorts and a tank top that showcased her nipples from behind. Howard's eyes never left her, neither did Ted. As she shook her hair free from the scarf he was suddenly struck by her beauty, by the aura of attraction permeating from her. Although Jenny was not a young woman, it was easy to see how irresistible she was towards other men, black men in particular. Seeing her now and having become aware of her attraction towards other men besides Dave, it was hard to picture her as he previously did before all of this. Was this the same fate that awaited April should she continue traveling this road, he belatedly wondered.
"Well, if you boys need any drinks, I'll bet Dave here can get it for you. Won't you, darling?"
Dave kissed her again and she waved goodbye at them before returning into the house. Ted and Howard ogled her swishing behind. Dave caught what they were looking at and got a rise in his groin loving the way they undressed her with their eyes. It made him expectant Raymond who would be arriving at his home any moment from now.
"You boys care to enjoy these cheese cakes before it gets cold."
They helped themselves to what was on their plates. Howard finished his beer and Dave went inside and fetched him another.
"What were we talking about anyway? Yeah, you were telling me about Jenny's first date with Olu."
"Oh, yeah, about that. Well, they both met—Uh-oh, what's this?"
His phone was sounding off again. Dave shot to his feet when he answered the call while Ted and Howard waited on him with curiosity.
"Oh yeah, sure. I'll be there in a second." He hung up and turned to his friends and adjusted his glasses on his face. "Sorry, my buddy Raymond is here. Come on, I'll introduced you guys."
Howard and Ted looked at each other as if invariably deciding if either was up to accepting the invitation or not. They left their chairs and followed Dave into the house through the kitchen.
From the kitchen they trailed him into the living room holding their bottles of beer in hand but with neither desire to drink anymore. Raymond was all debonair smiles cocksure of himself as he entered Dave's home, even when Dave introduced him to his friends.
"What's up, Dave. You wearing your chastity age today?"
Howard and Ted stood back and their expression changed to one of disbelief as Dave unbuttoned his khaki pants to reveal that he was not wearing any pair of briefs underneath beside the alien contraption locked on his penis that resembled that of a silver-coloured spider and came with a little padlock on the side.
"Jenny's got the key with her," Dave told Raymond as he buttoned back his pants. "I already told her you were coming; she's upstairs wanting for you. But first, would you care for a beer—she made some cheese cake."
"Nah, maybe later. I need pussy right now. Let me get on upstairs first and not waste any time with her."
He went past Howard and Ted who stood like dumb sentinels watching him make his way up the stairs. Howard was a bit nettled by the way he seemed to dismiss them with hardly a glance as he headed up the stairs. It was as if the house belonged to him and Jenny was his personal property.
Dave waited till he had gone up the stairs before going in that same direction leaving his friends behind as if to fend for themselves, but then realised that would be rude. He made it halfway up the stairs then called out to Raymond.
"Is it okay if my buddies and I come upstairs to see how things are going?"
"Yeah, sure," Raymond stopped to answer him. "But give it a couple of minutes," he added before disappearing from view.
Howard drank his beer, feeling he was going to need as much alcohol before the morning was over. Dave returned to them with a sheepish grin on his face. He gestured at them to sit down. "We'll give them ten minutes to get started and then head on upstairs."
"What about your kids?" Howard asked.
"They're over at the Morgan's down the block. Hopefully they won't be back till three, and maybe they're enjoying lunch over there," he was all wiry with excitement. "So what do you guys think about Raymond?"
Howard and Ted looked at each other once again, baffled with whatever response to come up with the question.
"Aww, come on, you guys," Dave laughed. "We're all adults here. In case you're wondering, Howard, Raymond and I are buddies at work. He's always had a thing for Jenny."
"I don't want to sound rude, but does she by chance bill him for services?" this came from Ted.
"Not for him, but his best friend has. Matter of fact, it's his friend Max who's got Howard's woman hooked. It's too bad you weren't there to see it happen, Howard. I got them together at Max's pad. They got to fucking before they got out of their clothes," Dave laughed once more.
"I wish you hadn't said that, Dave," said Howard.
"My God, Dave, you've been having this sort of fun to yourself while I'm still figuring out how to get Holly to agree to do this," Ted exclaimed. "You've got it made."
"I'm still working on your wife, Ted. Jenny is, too. Don't give up on things yet." He looked at his watch. "That's enough time gone. Come on you guys, let's go upstairs and take a peak. But first."
He went to double-check locking the front door then hurried into the kitchen to do the same to the backdoor as well before leading the way up the flight of stairs with Ted and Howard tagging behind. They went quietly like kids creeping to some mischief. When they got to the door, Dave gestured at them to be quiet then pressed his ear to it. He gave them a thumbs-up sign and rapped a knuckle on the door then gently turned the handle. To Howard it felt comical like watching a man steal into his own home as he peeped inside then gestured at them to follow.
Howard and Ted caught the mesh-mash symphony of moaning cries, masculine grunts and cringing bed springs. They slipped into the room, their ears captivated by the raw sound of fucking going on.
Raymond stood at the other side of the bed looking over Jenny's shoulder. They had a view of her backside with her legs dangling in the air while he lifted her by her thighs as if he was sturdily curling iron. Their gasps intermixed with the sound of their bodies slamming each other. There was something primal about the way they fucked.
Jenny tumbled backward on the bed with Raymond grabbing hold of her waist. He kept shoving her back and forth on his cock. Afterwards he let go of her and she turned over on all fours and pushed her bottom against his crotch. Raymond knew what she wanted. He smacked her butt which made her caw with lust. He pushed her hips towards him and she jerked forward with a whimper when he slid his cock inside her.
Dave left his friends and went and got on the bed. He lay on his back and managed to crawl under Jenny where he got a perfect view of Raymond's cock sliding in and out of his wife's pussy. Cum spurts splattered down on his glasses. He raised his face and held on to his wife so he could kiss her vulva. Jenny managed to unzip his fly to unearth his chastity-caged penis; Howard thought the contraption looked ugly on him.
Raymond got onto the bed and maintained a sturdy balance while still pounding her behind. Dave rid himself of his glasses so he could rim first Jenny then Raymond's butthole; Raymond stopped to offer his cock for him to clean up before slipping it back into Jenny. Howard jumped when Ted tapped his arm; he had forgotten that he was not standing alone watching the ongoing cuckold tryst.
"Tell me I didn't just see Dave suck another man's cock," Ted asked Howard with a voice dazed with awe.
"Yes, he did," Howard casually replied.