and we have a lot of savings.”
“Maybe I should try to find a proper job, too.”
“Don't have to. You're selling a lot of paintings.” He kissed her hair. “Do what you want. We're fine for now and for years ahead. No need to hurry. I can take care of my wife.”
He wouldn't force her to work, and he'd make damn sure he could always take care of her. If she wanted to stay at home with any future kids, she would be allowed to. It wouldn't be a problem. They had enough seed money to pay for the house for years if needed.
They sat there for over an hour, talking, planning, thinking about what was in front of them. Like they often did, and he loved planning with Trudy. It was everything from the color of the walls in a room to where they'd be in ten years.
“Thought I'd find you two lovebirds here,” Jane said as she rounded the corner of the garage. She sat down next to Sisco. “I hope I get to play with you guys on that tantric chair.”
“If you get everyone to go home soon, we'll play tonight,” Trudy suggested, obviously fed up with the people crowding their home.
“Okay.” Jane stood up. “Give me thirty minutes, and I'll even make sure they've cleaned up before they leave.”
“You're a true friend!” Trudy yelled after her as she left.
An hour later , he was on his back in the chair with Jane and Trudy playing with his dick. He pulled Trudy up on his chest, with her back towards him, and slid inside. Jane immediately caught on, got down between Trudy's spread legs, and started giving her head while he fucked her. Trudy loved that, always had, and it didn't take her long to come.
Jane got up on top of both of them, giving Trudy a deep kiss. “Mind if I borrow your husband's cock?”
“No,” Trudy said and got off him. “Turn around, baby.”
That way, he was lying on the lower end of the chair, and he had a feeling he knew why she wanted that. Once the condom was on his dick, along with Jane, he was pleased to see he'd been right. Trudy carefully sat on his face, and he grabbed on to her thighs to make sure she stayed there. This was one of his favorites, getting fucked while giving head, and these two girls knew it. They'd stay on him until all three had reached climax, and they'd done this enough to be able to time it. He felt Jane cramping around him as his balls started to get ready, and at the same time Trudy was starting to leak profusely over his face.
“I'm there,” Jane panted. “You with me, Trudy?”
“Yes!” she said, and Sisco felt her thighs starting to almost vibrate. “I'm there!”
Both girls screamed as they came, and he would've too if it hadn't been for the pussy covering his mouth.
Jane left them on the tantric chair. Him on his back, and Trudy resting on his chest. She gave him a kiss before leaving.
“You taste great,” she mumbled after licking Trudy's juices from around his lips, and then she gave Trudy a kiss, too. “Love you, girl. Take care of your man.”
“I will,” Trudy answered and stroked Jane's hair. “I'll see you soon.”
“I like this chair,” he said when Jane was gone.
“Me too. I'm gonna want to use it with just you, too. There was a little pamphlet showing different positions included. Some of them looked awesome!”
“We'll use it again. Don't worry about it.”
“This is really comfy. Is it okay if I fall asleep?”
“Yeah,” he said and started stroking her hair. “I'll carry you to bed.”
He sat there and listened to her, his wife, fall asleep on his chest. He kept stroking her hair, playing with it and running it between his fingers, then he let go and drew his fingertips along her spine, which made her hum in her sleep and hug him closer. When he was sure she was sleeping, he stood up and carried her upstairs to their bedroom. He put on a pair of jeans he found on the floor and went out on the balcony for a smoke.
He liked sitting there, knowing she was sleeping in the room behind him. Looking down at his
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