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Fortune had its way with Mitch that night. Two men entered the lobby of the hotel and walked to the hotel bar. Mitch wondered if one of them was his guy. Despite having a much shorter, professional haircut he thought he recognized the sharp, well defined features of the guy in the photos. When his companion called him "Trev" he was certain he'd found the guy.

Trevor was tall and good looking, and time had treated him well. He was one of those attractive guys who women would chase after, the sort who when he went out with a group of guys to the bar, he'd always have the first pick of women. Mitch had hung out with a guy like him in college, and it was a blessing and a curse. Mitch's friend inevitably chose the hottest woman in a group, but also provided the inroad for the rest of the guys to introduce themselves. One of Mitch's ex-girlfriends was one such "leftover", a more intellectual girl who was put off by his friend's pretty boy looks and cocky attitude and didn't mind being "stuck" with Mitch.

Mitch sat quietly, listening to the two men talk about their business and pretending to work on his own. When their conversation turned to baseball Mitch saw his opening. They were Yankees fans and he was a diehard Red Sox supporter. He seized the opportunity to pipe in an unsolicited "The Yankees rotation is in desperate need of help, and they don't have a chance at the pennant with the way the Sox are playing," at a break in the conversation.

Trevor and his friend were surprised by the interjection, but Trevor shot back "The Sox have no depth and are one injury away from falling apart. They have no consistency. I'm Trevor by the way. Care to join us for a drink?"

Mitch joined the two men and introduced himself by his first name only. Trevor showed no signs of recognition. Despite himself Mitch actually found Trevor to be a likable guy. He was confident without being cocky and always listened to what Mitch had to say before responding with his own opinion. Trevor's friend was rather quiet, and as one drink turned into two he excused himself for the night to call his wife and prepare for the next day.

Mitch was patient, sizing up Trevor and gradually winning his confidence. By the end of his third beer he couldn't wait any longer.

"So I see you're part of the club," Mitch said, holding up his left hand and pointing to his wedding band.

"Yes, yes I am," Trevor replied. "Almost two years. You?"

"Going on ten," Mitch replied, to which Trevor whistled.

"Wow. I was no where near ready for marriage ten years ago. I'm impressed, you obviously were more mature than I," Trevor replied.

"Well, that or you were just too busy getting laid to settle down. I bet you did pretty well for yourself."

"I did alright," Trevor said, trying to sound modest.

"Come on, good looking guy like you? I know your type. I bet you the next round you bagged over twenty women in college," Mitch stated.

"Well sir, you are buying the next round," Trevor replied smugly.

"So how many?" Mitch asked.

"Women? 18," Trevor said, grinning. "But that was mostly in my first two years."

"What happened after that?" Mitch asked.

"I met this girl, Darcie. She was something else," Trevor said. Mitch's heart skipped a beat hearing his wife's name mentioned. He hoped his face didn't give away his feelings.

"Darcie, huh? So what was so special about her?" Mitch asked, trying to sound casual.

"Well, you know how some women play all kinds of games with you? They make you work to get in their pants, and you always feel like they're trying to get you to be in a long term relationship? Well she wasn't like that. She was one of those women that just really enjoys sex. The first night we hooked up she was going to leave without even giving me her number!"

"Wow..." Mitch said, reminded a bit of his own first night with his wife. "So then what?"

"Well, she was always eager for a roll in the hay, but never seemed keen on a relationship. In a twisted way I think that's what made me want her so much, you know, because I couldn't have her? She made it clear from the start she was sleeping with other guys. I'd sleep with other girls too, but I found myself thinking about her when I did. But she definitely was big on having her freedom. She didn't like to feel like anyone controlled what she could do. Again, I think that's part of what made me want her so much."

"Wow, she really got under your skin," Mitch stated.

"She certainly did. It was a long time after we first got together that we became a "couple". Let's get that next round and then I'll tell you some stories... that girl was something else."

"I can't wait to hear," Mitch replied, going to the bar and buying two more pints, trying to calm himself. He was both eager and scared to hear about the past which Darcie didn't like to talk about. "So tell me more about her, what's her name?" Mitch said once he returned with the drinks.

"Well, for starters it's not like Darcie was the hottest girl I ever slept with. I mean, don't get me wrong, she had a nice tight little body and an insanely cute face. But she's more of an "8.5" than a perfect "10", you know?" Trevor asked. Mitch nodded. He was a bit annoyed to hear his wife appraised so casually, but had to admit that Trevor was fairly accurate in his physical assessment.

"So Darcie, she really knew how to take care of a guy. With her mouth," Trevor said.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah... so I don't want to sound like I'm bragging... she was the first woman to take me all the way in her mouth, and that's not an easy task, if you catch my drift." Mitch could tell the beer was starting to really loosen up Trevor.

Mitch's heart raced. "I think I get your meaning. You have a lot to work with," Mitch said slowly. He couldn't help but imagine his wife on her knees, deep throating Trevor. He felt jealous of Trevor's endowment, angry that his wife had been with a guy bigger than him. While she never complained, Mitch was quite average and somewhat insecure about his size.

"So yeah, Darcie gave some amazing head. She had tricks that I'm not even sure how to describe. And she was always happy to do it, all the way, didn't mind if she didn't get hers until later. Oh yeah, Darcie is a swallower, which is always nice," Trevor said with a grin.

Mitch nodded. 'That sounds like my Darcie' he thought to himself.

"Of course, her generosity only made me want to take care of her all the more. And she definitely expressed her appreciation. Loudly. I got a lot of noise complaints, but it was worth it," he said with a wink. Mitch nodded. Darcie was certainly one of the louder women he'd been with, but none of their neighbors had complained even when they were dating and living in apartments.

"She sounds like an amazing woman."

"Ok, well that's not the kicker. You probably won't believe me though," Trevor said.

"Try me," Mitch replied.

"Ok. Well, so for my 22nd birthday she asked me what I wanted. I joked that I wanted a threesome with her and another woman."

Mitch found himself unable to breathe; he felt his blood pulse through his veins with every heartbeat. Mitch nodded for Trevor to continue.

"So for my birthday she takes me out to dinner and stuff, and I figure that and a blowjob will be my present. We get back to her place, she opens the door to her bedroom, and sitting on her bed is this gorgeous little blonde in nothing but a big red bow around her tits!"

"Sounds like something out of Penthouse Letters..." Mitch replied a bit too coldly.

"You're telling me. I hardly believed it myself. She said 'happy birthday, baby. I hope you like your present.' I stood there like an idiot for like a minute. Darcie had to practically drag me over to the bed and push me on top of the other girl."

"Wow, that's some girlfriend," Mitch stated.

"Yeah. Turns out the girl was some freshman who had a huge crush on me and was perfectly willing to share me with Darcie for one night. Have you ever had two women?" Trevor asked casually.

"I haven't," Mitch answered. "I wouldn't mind... I mean every guy would like that right?"

"Oh, it is something else. God, the two of them, giving me head at the same time. It's something every man should experience. Can you picture it?"

Mitch could in fact picture his wife and a cute blonde co-ed sucking on Trevor's huge cock together, giggling and laughing. It was easy to imagine, since having his cock double teamed by his wife and another woman was a favorite fantasy of Mitch's. He felt cold rage knowing that Trevor had experienced his fantasy with his wife before he even met her.

"So you fucked them both?" Mitch asked.

"Oh yeah, I was like a kid in a candy store. Darcie even played with herself while I screwed the other girl. God that was hot! I found myself paying attention to Darcie instead of the "new pussy" she'd brought for me!"

"Did the two of them do anything together?" Mitch asked.

"Nah... Darcie isn't really into girls. That night was purely for my benefit. When she watched me with the other girl it was with this cool satisfaction, as if she knew that I was enjoying myself but that I would inevitably come back to her."

"And you did?" Mitch asked.

"Yeah. I had cheated on other girlfriends, but with Darcie I was totally faithful, well unless you count that night."

"So what happened?" Mitch asked.

Trevor's face suddenly turned cold. "Darcie had quite a sexual appetite. She's a very sexual woman. A few months after my birthday she admitted she'd cheated on me multiple times. She told me that she felt bad for being dishonest, but not about what she'd done. She told me that she valued my friendship, but that she just wasn't cut out for monogamy."

"So what happened?" Mitch asked, his mind reeling.
A brief moment later Karen cradled Connie's head as a mother suckling her baby would and pulled her against her breast. "Oh Sissy…its not to late to stop…Sissy are you sure…Oh baby…," She said as she stroked her cheek.

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