Samantha walked in and I looked at her standing there in her big black coat, long black dress, and tall black boots with her blonde hair all tousled and her cheeks flushed.

“Someone got good and thoroughly fucked,” I said to my wife.

She nodded, coming toward me, shucking her coat and letting it drop to the floor.

She grabbed me by the belt buckle and tugged me toward her. She kissed me roughly, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I tasted beer on her lips. She doesn’t drink beer.

My cock grew harder.

“Yes. I was. Fucked hard, fucked long. Fucked well, and fucked twice.” She pushed her lips to my ear and whispered, “He came in me, baby. Twice.”

I groaned.

“I’m full of his come,” she said.

It took everything in me not to push her onto the sofa and fuck her. Instead, I waited.

“Tell me,f I said.

She shoved me back and I sat in the easy chair by the fireplace. The fire had died, but the embers were still going.

She straddled my lap and rubbed against me. I was so hard I thought I might come in my pants like a teenager.

“First he ate my pussy. He ate it so good, baby. He took his time, he licked me just right. He made me come so hard I broke a fingernail.” She lifted her index finger and showed me the evidence.

“Then he fucked me,” Sam went on. “He took me face to face. Missionary. Often boring, but not if the guy knows what he’s doing. He did. He fucked me hard and just right and my poor clit took a beating, but it was well worth it because I came like nobody’s business.”

She rubbed her pussy against my crotch and went on, sliding her fingers along my collar.

“We had some wine and talked about you and how you like to share me. And how you like to hear about it. And how you like sloppy seconds and to take back your woman.”

I nodded. “Go on.”

“That turned him on, baby. Knowing that you’d be fucking me after him. That you’d be using his come as your lube. That you didn’t care that I was shared with him as long as you got me back.” She moved off my lap and unzipped me. She took my cock in her soft, wet mouth all too briefly, then went back to telling me her tale. “So he fucked me from behind, then he took me like an animal. He fucked me quickly. It was intense. He held my hair in his hand and yanked it — ” I groaned and Sam grinned. She lowered her head and sucked my dick again.

I clenched my hands into fists and thrusted up from beneath her.

She put her slim hands on my hipbones and pushed me down. She trailed her tongue along my cock and made me squirm.

“He stuck his fingers in my ass. I could feel him in my pussy and my back hole,” she said.

I groaned.

“He rubbed his cock with his fingers through that little bit of skin. I could feel him filling me up both places. I could feel it all. He came so hard, baby. He came like a beast.”

She worked my pants off and dropped them on the floor. Then she stood and slowly pulled her dress up. Beneath she wore thigh-high stockings and nothing else. Her pussy was shaved and when she turned, she spread her legs and bent forward slightly at the waist. I could see the white come inside her pussy, thick and creamy. Another groan ripped out of me.

“I’m full of it, baby,” she said. “Go ahead, stick your finger in there.”

I pushed a single finger into her cunt and felt the warm slickness around my finger.

“He was big, baby. So big. Maybe next time you can watch us. Maybe next time you can jerk off while he fucks me. Or better yet, fuck my mouth while he fucks my pussy.”

My dick ached to be inside her.

“Take your dress off,” I said.

She pulled it off and tossed it on top of my pants.

I took my T-shirt off and dropped that, too. She started to unzip her boots and I said, “Leave them on.”

She did.

“Where do you want me?”

“On your knees first,” I said.

She got down and crawled to me. I wanted to watch her suck me off again before I fucked her. I wanted this to last.

I’d seen the guy she’d fucked. A big burly guy with a shaved head and biceps on his biceps. I pictured him holding her thighs open and fucking her. Pictured him fucking her from behind, pulling her hair and coming deep inside her.

Her mouth slipped willingly up and down my shaft. She sucked the tip and I sighed. She worked me with her cool hand and her hot tongue.

When I felt a bit too close, I pushed back from her and looked down at her. There on the floor on her knees, her boots dark against the pale carpet, her light hair was hanging seductively in her face.

I pointed to the bedroom. “Go on. I’ll be right behind you.”

She smiled and stood slowly, then sauntered down the hallway toward our room. I watched her perfect ass and tried to picture him squeezing it, biting her on the cheek, pushing his thick fingers into her asshole.

I caught my breath and followed.

She was on the bed, lying there, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. Her breasts were pert, her face flushed, her thighs spread.

I could see a peek of his jizz there inside her and it made me crazy with want.

I went to her, kissed her, kissed down her neck, and nuzzled her breasts. I played my tongue over her hard nipples, pausing to suck and lick them. When she started to squirm, I bit them. She knows what drives me crazy, but I know the same about her. I dropped soft kisses along her sides and watched her writhe from the sensation of my lips.

I pushed a finger into her again, finding her G-spot easily and pressing it.

The breath rushed out of her and I smiled. “Oh, did you want me to fuck you, baby?”

“Please. God, stop teasing me,” she said. “Put your cock in me.”

“Do you want me to take you back? Show you that you’re mine?”

She nodded, pressing her hips up to get me to move my fingers. I withdrew it and made her whimper.

“Who do you belong to, Samantha?”

“You, baby. Always you.”

“Show me.”

She got on her hands and knees, head down, ass up. Her legs were parted wide. I could see her asshole, her cunt, hints of another man having been inside her. I grabbed her hips and lowered my mouth. I bit her on the right ass cheek.

Sam cried out, her head shot up, and she bucked beneath me. I chuckled and moved to the left cheek, giving it the same treatment.

While she was whimpering, I pressed on her lower back so she bent even lower and her ass stayed high. I held her hips and slid into her with ease. When I withdrew, the thick cream of another man showed itself.

I shivered, so turned-on that I feared I’d come. I had to take a deep breath and gather myself before plunging back inside her.

I gripped her tightly, digging my fingers into the flare of her hips, wishing to leave my fingerprints on her. I watched every withdrawal, seeing my cock slide deep into her aided by his ejaculate. I moaned without realizing I’d done it until she shivered under me.

“Are you turned-on?” she said over her shoulder.

On the withdrawal, I paused, sliding my fingers along the top of my shaft where I was unbelievably slick from being inside her.

“More than I can describe,” I said.

With what I’d gathered on my fingers, I pushed into her ass. “You said he was here?” I asked conversationally. I withdrew almost all the way and then plunged my finger deep into her ass again.

“Yes,” she said, a little breathless.

“I see,” I said.

I slowed my rhythm, fucking her so slowly she bristled beneath me, whimpering. Too slow. Too on edge.

I added a second finger to her ass and pressed so that I could feel my cock deep in her pussy. Samantha gasped, wiggling her hips from side to side, showing me without words that she needed me to move. To give her what she wanted.

I grinned and started to thrust again. Deep thrust, slow withdrawal.

I found my timing and we moved together, Samantha driving back to get me deep as I pushed into her.

“Yeah, like that,” she said, looking at me over her shoulder, her ass high, head low, taking my cock like a good girl.

“I want you to come, Sammie. Play with your pretty pussy. Come for me.”

It didn’t take her long. She was a machine when it came to orgasms. One could often tip off another. I loved to watch it happen.

She stroked herself as I fucked her and then she was shuddering. Crying out. Saying my name as her sweet, tight pussy milked my cock, almost driving me to lose control of myself.

But I didn’t.

“I need to really make sure I take that ass back.”

She sucked in a breath and I smiled.

“What do you think, lover?” I asked, pushing my fingers deeper in her ass.

She let out a little mewl but nodded. “Yes, I think so.” I pulled out of her pussy, my cock slick from both her and him. I pushed my cockhead against her ass and sank into her slowly, so slowly it almost drove me mad. But it allowed her body time to adjust and open for me.

When she was good, she pushed back against me to take me with a muttered, “Oh, yeah.”

That did me in. I gripped her hips again, a tight, possessive hold, and fucked her ass wantonly. Just a few sweet strokes and I was coming, holding her body tightly against mine as I emptied my load into her ass.

She was saying nonsense words as I came, but I caught one brief bit: “I love date night.”

“Me, too, baby. Me, too.”