Subject: Voyeur husband.
Description: Gary Picks Up a Young Woman in a Bar Who Seems Unusually Eager to Fuck, and He Soon Finds Out Why.

ANGIE'S SECRET (Or, Husband Likes to Watch)

"Let's change the subject. Let's talk about what we're going to do in bed," Angie suggested, licking whisky sour off her stirrer.
            "That's direct," Gary smiled.
            "I'm a direct kind of girl," she said. "I'm not wrong, am I? You do want to have sex with me, don't you? You're not staring at my boobs just to pass the time?"
            Angie and Gary both took sips from their drinks.
            "No, no," he said, "I'm happy you're on board with my plan. In fact," he said, getting into the spirit of things, "I've got a hard-on. Shall we go to my place and put it to good use?"

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            Angie nodded. "Let's go." They stood. "I have to tell you something first, though," she said.
            "Yes?"
            What now, he thought. Is she a high-priced hooker?
            Angie said, "I have a boyfriend. But," she added quickly, "we have a very open relationship." She waited for this to sink in, then continued, "Is that all right?"
            "Sure, I guess," Gary said. "This isn't supposed to be a threesome, is it, because I don't..."
            "Nothing like that," the pretty woman said. "Don't worry," she said. "Ken is cool with it. He might want to watch, but he probably won't even be home."
            Ah, so that was it. Well, the truth could have been worse. It's not every day that a fuckable young twenty-three-year-old hits on you in a bar. He was even a bit relieved to hear it.
            What the fuck? If her old man liked to watch, so what? As long as he kept his nose out of where it didn't belong.
            They retrieved Angie's things from the coatroom. As he helped her slip into her jacket, he stood close behind her and pressed his erection against her ass.
            "Ooooh!" she said with a shiver. "Let's hurry!"
            At Angie and Ken's apartment, she poured them each another drink. Ken was nowhere in sight and Gary didn't ask.
            They took their drinks straightaway into the bedroom, where they undressed. Angie's tits were a wonder to behold, large weighty orbs with big flat pink nipples.
            They laid on the bed and he sucked each nipple until he had transformed them into rugged mini-peaks. At the same time, he played with her cunt and she lightly fondled his stiff penis. Her opening was so squishy wet, he easily inserted three fingers deep into her slick, textured interior.
            She sat up after a time, pushed against his chest and went down on him. The blowjob she gave him included a thorough ball-sac licking, too.
            He was more than willing to eat her out, but she said, rather loudly, "No, I'm ready, now. Fuck me."
            Never one to disappoint a woman begging to be fucked, Gary moved in and shoved his cock home.
            "OH, YEAH!!! WATCH ME GETTING THE SHIT FUCKED OUT OF ME!!!" she yelled.
            They fucked hard, their loins smacking together wetly, the bed making a racket, too. She thrust herself up to meet his glorious lunges, taking everything he gave. Her moaning and wailing increased steadily until at last she screamed with pleasure and he gushed a good, strong, ball-draining load into her hot body.
            Afterwards, he had to ask where the bathroom was. Having to piss, he got up and headed there. Even before he finished pissing, he heard the familiar sound of Angie's headboard crashing rhythmically against the wall, this time from a distance. He wasn't that surprised.
            By the time he returned to the bedroom, Angie's cries of fuck-pleasure had been renewed.
            Ken, a lanky guy with a large cock, and Angie were going at it strong. Apparently, judging by the open closet door, Angie's voyeur husband had been watching the whole time.
            They paid no attention to Gary as he dressed and then let himself out."
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