They arrived at the street where Becca lived an hour later. He found a parking spot for his car and after switching off the engine led April towards the building his secretary resided. A gentle breeze ruffled their clothes. April locked her arm around his as if fearing he might bolt without her being unaware. They entered the building and made it to Becca's door where he knocked and waited. The door opened to reveal Becca wearing a black mesh negligee. She was all smiles but the smile faded from her face when she saw who was with him. Becca's eyes darted from Howard to April and back to him and her lips quivered but no words came forth. April waved a hand and smiled as an attempt to break the ice.
"Hi, how are you."
They shook hands with Becca looking confused amid Becca who smiled warmly like she had just found herself a new friend.
"I'm April and you already know Howard, don't you. Is it alright if we come in? Better than standing out here in the hallway."
"Yeah sure, please come in."
Becca invited them into her apartment and shut the door. Her cheeks were flush red like she would explode any moment.
April still had her arm around Howards as they sauntered into the living room. Her eyes went everywhere, taking in the cosy furniture, the wall curtains, the numerous magazines scattered on the coffee table and a bowl that contained apples and berries beside it. Since they had made it inside Howard decided then to take back his arm, all tense as if expecting some unusual drama to happen.
Becca came to join them. "Excuse me, you're Mrs. McLauren?"
"Please, call me April. I'd like if we can skip formalities now we've met. We talked on the phone this morning, remember? And Howard's told me good things about you since then. I just wanted to come and thank you personally for it. I know he's related to you what we've been going through, right?"
"Some of it, yeah. Make yourself comfortable. Would you care for something to drink?"
"I sure would love something," April sat with her handbag beside her. "A beer or soda would do just fine for me. But why don't you and I sit here and like friends, let Howard fetch us the drinks instead. You won't mind joining me, would you?"
"Sure, I too can use a beer." Becca looked at Howard cautiously as she then came and sat beside April who shooed Howard off to go and get the drinks.
"That's a sexy outfit you're wearing," April remarked. "I'm sorry if I've spoiled your evening with Howard, but I'd like you not to think that. I just want to get to know you as one woman to another."
Becca kept silent even as Howard returned from the kitchen, carrying two sodas which he gave to both of them.
"Thank you, darling," April accepted her drink from him. "You didn't get something for yourself, dear? It won't look good with just Becca and I drinking and you having nothing."
"Fucking quit it, April," he snapped wearily at her then returned to the kitchen.
"He's such a baby when he dares to act stubborn," she said to Becca then drank her soda and smacked her lips. "Aahhh, that tastes good. Were you surprised when you called and I answered his phone?"
"I was not expecting it."
"I know, I'd have gone crazy too. So tell me Becca, how good has my husband been in bed?"
"Pretty good," Becca drank her soda as a means to get further comfortable. "What really are you here for?"
"I already told you, I came because I wanted to get to know you. Really, I'm not here to make any crazy scene and I'm not angry or nothing, believe me. I just want to know you better. You mentioned that he's told you about the dirty stuff I've been doing with my best friend Jenny, right?"
Becca nodded. They turned when they saw Howard return to join them. He had a beer in his hand and he came and sat across from them and tried to look unconcerned about their conversation even though he appeared uncomfortable being there. April returned her attention to Becca.
"My friend and I are still continuing with that life," she continued. "Howard knew nothing about it when we started until I told him. I naturally felt guilty about everything and I wanted so bad to make it up to him, so I told him if he's got anyone out there he wants to have a fling with I'm okay with him pursuing it. It was my way of atoning for what I've done. You get what I mean?"
Becca nodded. Tears were welling up in April's eyes and she paused for a moment to wipe them off before continuing.
"What you should know Becca, is that I love my husband. I want always what's best for him the same that he does for me. I don't ever want to ruin what we have by getting a divorce—that won't pan out well for either of us, especially for our son. If this would bond us tighter, I'm willing to take the chance. You get where I'm coming from now?"
"A little bit, yes. You said you wanted to know me . . ."
"Yes, I do. Which brings me to another reason why I wanted to meet you. I want to watch the two of you fuck," she said. "But that's if neither of you mind." She glanced at Howard who sat looking stunned like he could not believe he'd just heard what April said. He merely shrugged his shoulders, unable to think of any other response to counter her. April turned back to Becca.
"I'd love to see how good you've been taking care of him. You're so dressed up for him today it would be a shame to waste all that effort for nothing. What do you say, hon?"
Howard finished his beer then came over and sat behind Becca. She was puzzled at first with him coming to join her at the sofa and fidgeted for a moment when his hands slipped under her arm to cup her breasts. April was all smiles as Howard took the initiative of getting things started. Becca's tenseness evaporated as Howard pulled her backward into his arms all the while nuzzling his lips upon her neckline. She reached over her shoulder to caress his cheek and moaned softly while he rolled his tongue down her clavicle. His hands kept on kneading her tits as if wanting to bake bread. Becca stretched her arm that held her soda in her hand but April came to her rescue.
"Let me help you with that," she took the soda from her and dropped it on the centre table.
"God, you're so beautiful," Howard murmured into Becca's ear. This produced a smile from her, warming her body to melt in his arms.
"I thought you might like it," she moaned. "There's something else I want you to see."
She took Howard's hand and they left the sofa for the bedroom. April watched them go but remained where she was and continued with her drink. She opened her handbag and took out Jenny's video camcorder. She had gone and borrowed from Jenny when over at her place in the morning; this seemed like the perfect occasion to utilise it. She got it working and aimed it around the living room before getting up and heading in the direction that was the bedroom.
April went down a short corridor and found the door that opened into the bedroom. Becca lay on the bed with her legs spread and her negligee open, writhing seductively as Howard was on his elbows and knees eating out her pussy; he had undone his pants halfway off his butt. April stood by the doorway filming them. Howard came and knelt beside Becca's face, offering her his penis to play with while she simultaneously fucked herself with a black dildo. April planted herself at an empty chair while aiming the camcorder at them. It brought back the memory of the first time she had filmed Jenny fucking her black client. The mood compelled her to unbutton blouse and start touching herself.
Howard pulled out of Becca's mouth and took a moment to hurry out of his clothes. It was then he noticed April filming them. She caught the startled look on his face and laughed.
"Don't worry, honey. It's for prosperity's sake," she explained. "Just go on and pretend I'm not here."
Becca went on squeezing her tits and whimpering sensuously while stretching her pussy with her dildo. Howard's eyes remained fixated on her as he clumsily removed his pants out of his feet and kicked it across the room. He discarded his shirt in similar fashion before jumping back on the bed. Becca stopped him as he wanted to get on top of her. He was puzzled at first as her hand was steadily thrusting the dildo back and forth in her vagina.
"Not yet," she murmured. "I wanted you to watch me work my dido. I've wanted you over so I can show it off to you."
She squirmed on the bed and fingered her anus while still working her cucumber-shaped dildo into her orifice. Howard sat with his back against the wall stroking his penis. He breathed through his mouth the whole time his eyes stayed on the erotic titillations of his secretary, listening to her whimpering pants, observing her pussy squirt whilst fastidious about her workout. He so much wanted to dive between her legs and consume of all that raw cum.
April carried similar thought in mind as she filmed Becca break into a paroxysm of arousal. She went on pinching her breasts and pulling hard at her nipples the entire time she watched. Her eyes went from what she viewed in the camcorder and back to Becca writhing brazenly on the bed. She wet her lips with her tongue and bit on her gums.
It was hard fighting the urge not to go over and help her out with the dildo. She freed her tits from her bra cups and groped and played with them while moaning to herself. When it got to be too much, April rose to her feet and pulled the chair a few feet closer then sat the camcorder on it. She checked to make sure it captured a better view of the bed, then when satisfied kicked off her sandals and started peeling off her clothes. Howard watched her, baffled by her actions.
"April, what're you doing?"
"Shut up and keep your eyes on her," she replied, grunting as she tottered on her feet while wiggling herself out of the rest of her clothes. Finished, she draped her clothes over the chair along with her bra and panties before advancing towards the bed. Her eyes soaked in Becca's squirming frame as if she were a course-meal she craved to devour.
"She's so beautiful," April said to Howard as she got onto the bed. "I want you to watch how we girls love to play."
She lowered herself upon Becca.
Becca welcomed her with expectation as they embraced like horny lovers. They chuckled at each other's face as if recognising in themselves a sure-fire kindred spirit that had inconsequentially brought them together. Their kiss was light and tender. As they continued, the tenderness moulded into frantic action as their hands touched and explored each other's body. Their limps locked in a tight embrace as they sucked air out of each other's mouth.
Howard came off the bed enthused by what he was watching. He was now the sole spectator in the room. He looked at the camcorder on the chair and went and picked it up and filmed his wife and his lover/secretary entangled like a pair of mating praying mantis. He held the camcorder in one hand while his other worked on stroking his penis. He was so close to climaxing and did not realise when he let go of his load till he felt it splatter down his thighs and feet. He took a moment to observe the mess but was unmindful of it as he immediately returned his concentration to what was in front of him.
Becca turned April over on her back and kissed her way down her throat arch and did not stop till she landed on her breasts. Her hair tousled over her face and shoulder. April whimpered and arched her back, thrusting her pelvis in squirming fashion. She was breathless from Becca's lips feasting upon her areolas and nipples.
"Awwhhhh yes," She moaned. Her fingers all over Becca's shoulders while still writhing with lust. "Go down and eat my pussy," she breathed. "I want your lips on my pussy."
Becca slid backward on the bed, licking her way down April's abs.
Howard came to the front of the bed to capture his secretary's face as she stopped to play with April's navel, then watch as she slid further to her pelvis and planted her lips on her crotch. April tensed, cooed with delight and bucked her pelvis to want more of Becca's tongue. Becca slid her tongue between April's cunt lips, probing her lips into her slick crevice.
"Awwhhh yeah," April croaked, her body broke into a shudder. "Eat that pussy. Awwhhh."
She grabbed Becca's head and pleaded with her not to stop. Her lower body tensed and her feet kicked the air as she screeched her lust. Becca spread her pussy folds apart with her fingers to nibble on the jutting bud that was her clitoris. April squirmed even harder when she did her.
Howard, not wanting to be left out the action, sat the camcorder back on the chair then went and knelt by the foot of the bed. He spread Becca's firm ass cheeks with both hands and wet his lips at the sight of her puckered asshole and pussy slit gaping at him. He feasted upon his secretary's pussy while she went on doing the same to his wife. Soon she too was moaning her own pleasure. She wiggled her butt against his face while he burrowed his tongue into her puckered asshole.
Howard struggled to jerk-off while keeping his face glued between Becca's buttocks. It was frustrating getting his penis hard again. He thought just how wonderful it would have been were Olu Shango here to take charge of both women.
That idea brought a sign of life flowing into his vein all the way down to his penis. Howard went on kissing his secretary's round, soft butt while frantically stroking his cock as he pictured Shango in the room. As he listened to the moaning catcalls spilling uncontrollably from his wife, he envisioned that Olu Shango was fucking her, stretching her pussy hard in ways he could not. His penis grew turgid more and more as he thought up the image.
He rose to his feet when he felt hard enough and rubbed the swollen tip of his prick against his secretary's labia. A frantic tremor of warmth raced down his spine as his penis gained entry inside her while he held her hips tight. His eyes shut, Howard continued imagining his wife taking Shango's cock as he thrust deep into his secretary. The picture in his head dissolved to one of Shango banging his secretary and that spurred him to fuck her harder. Sweat rained down his face and he was grunting harder as Becca's pussy muscles tightened around his shaft. The feeling was incredible. The pungent smell of her pussy drove him wild as he kept on scaling the walls of his impending climax.
April then got up and both women changed places with Becca lying on her back while April gestured at Howard to mount her which he did. She rescued the camcorder from the chair and filmed Howard fucking his secretary's pussy. She rubbed her pussy while filming Becca's face while Howard lay on top of her. April stopped filming for a moment and got on her elbows and knees beside Becca and shook her butt at her husband.
"I too want that cock of yours, honey," she winked at him.
Howard ran his arm across his brow and it came away with sweat. He moved over and grasped April's soft flesh with his hand while his other introduced his cock into her pussy. April shoved her buttock backward and his balls slapped against her crotch in response.
"Give it to me, darling," she moaned. "Give me every inch of that cock."
Howard gritted his teeth, panting harder as he proceeded to slam into his wife. All he thought about was to give her the best fucking he could offer. Never had they enjoyed a kinky form of sex as this. It hit him with ironical surprise that it took for her to cheat on him, and for him to do the same for them to bond appropriately at this profound, exquisite moment.
He kept his eyes on April's butt, loving the way she slammed back at him each time he drove into her. Like him, she too was grasping and yet wanting more. Becca sat in front of her and they shared a passionate kiss. Howard's cock fell out April and he pushed her aside and scrambled over to Becca who lay on her back as if expecting his return. She shoved his prick inside her and he was already jerking his hips before she locked arms around him.
Howard tensed for a moment and then a shudder erupted over his body as he climaxed on top of her. April grabbed the camcorder and waited for Howard to pull out to capture his cum oozing out of her labia.
"Wow, look at that," she murmured, then turned to Howard. "Honey, you came plenty; I'm so jealous now. You've been holding out on me all this time."
Howard had nothing to counter that with besides wiping sweat off his face.
"You know darling, it won't look good for you to leave her just like this," April added. "It's time you got to start cleaning up your mess."
"Wha . . . what're you talking about?"
April gestured at him to come closer which he did. Becca remained where she was on her back whimpering from the just concluded sex. She watched April lead Howard towards her crotch. Before she could react, Howard's lips had landed on her pussy and she groaned as she felt his tongue darting inside her orifice. She spread her thighs and caressed his head. Her pelvis thrust upwards at his face and her body tensed as she squealed with candid lust.
"Ohh God, Howard! Don't stop now! DON'T FUCKING STOP!"
Her body thrashed wildly on the bed. April held her down while Howard remained where he was consuming his semen mixed with her cum out of her cunt. Howard felt himself growing hard again, in fact harder than ever. It enticed him to put more effort in his action.
"That's so good, honey," April said. "You're such a great husband, you are."
Howard raised himself when he was done, gushing with pride. April came to him and cleaned his lips with hers.