tension was ratcheting up to unbelievable heights. Every day it grew worse. She could see the desire and need for her in John’s and Mike’s eyes, and if she was honest, she could feel it in herself. Yet not one inappropriate touch, gesture, or comment was made. At least not by John or Mike. Tom was another matter.
In the almost two and a half years since the accident, Tom had slept alone, initially due to the severity of his injuries and then due to his own pride and his inability to achieve an erection. In all that time, Kate could count on two hands the number of times they’d had any sexual contact, and that was only in the last week. She’d noticed several times in the past week that Tom appeared to have an erection, but penile penetration had not occurred since before the accident.
With the sexual side of him shut down, there had been a change in Tom’s personality and in their relationship. Oh, the love was still there, but changed, different. Once he returned home from the hospital, Tom seemed to turn inward, and she felt he was shutting her out, avoiding her. Kate missed the way they used to laugh together, sometimes over sex and sometimes over silly, inconsequential things.
If it hadn’t been for Mike and John, she didn’t know what would have happened to their marriage. But during that awful time they had been there for her. They gave her their support, affection, and companionship when Tom could not or would not. She had her drawer full of sex toys which she used regularly to take care of her sexual needs. And she had her fantasies, which at times had included Mike and John.
For several months before his accident, Tom had been bringing Mike and John up in his sex talk to her. “Can you imagine John and Mike watching me make love to you?” he had said frequently to her. “Can you imagine all three of us pleasuring your naked body? Can’t you imagine us licking you, playing with you, and fucking you?” But it had been only talk. Erotic sex talk. Kate had no idea what, if anything, would have eventually happened between the four of them. Then Tom’s accident had changed everything.
After the past several days, and the way Tom was acting now, Kate had hopes that things were on the way back to normal, or at least to what had been normal for them. The laughter was returning, and Tom was taking control again. And perhaps that control was even more important than the actual sex to Tom. And, wow, was he taking control. Kate had experienced more over-the-top, fantastic orgasms than she had ever been able to achieve alone with her wide array of vibrators and sex toys.
Kate realized that Tom was deliberately sensitizing her body and mind for sex, the need for sex, the desire for sex, and the desire for Mike and John. Erotic words had always been an important part of their sex lives and affected each of them very strongly. Now Tom wouldn’t let her come until she’d tell him how sexy Mike’s and John’s bodies had looked when she’d watched them in the pool room, he made her describe in detail how they had made her feel as she watched them making love. He also made her create hot, detailed sexual fantasies that included John and Mike.
If Kate responded in sexy, lewd terms, Tom would reward her by positioning her on her back on the bed with her widely spread legs hanging down the foot of the bed. He would then pleasure her with his mouth, licking and sucking her clit to a mind-bending climax while he finger-fucked her cunt. At least once a day he would use a vibrator on her, stroking it in and out of her pussy while he sucked and licked her clit, or he’d use more than one vibrator, one for her cunt and holding the other one against her swollen clit or her nipples.
Two, sometimes three times a day he’d seek her out for her “therapy” session. She loved it, even though she was aware that they always had an audience. A couple of times only one was there watching Tom pleasure her, but the rest of the
A.L. Jambor, Lenore Butler