Swinging for the Fences

Epilogue

Cat and Jonah showered together quickly, just to wash the sweat and cum off. Jonah had gotten out and dried off first, and when she walked into the bedroom with feet dragging and her hair a tangled mess he was laying on the bed looking at her.

"You are absolutely stunning," he said, and no matter how much her inner detractor searched for something bad, all she could hear in his voice was love and sincerity. She mentally punched the shitty little voice in the stomach and grinned back at her love.

He was a little overweight, his hair was going a little gray, and he had patchy stubble all over his face, his nose was a little too big, and he had a scar on his stomach where he'd had surgery a couple of years ago, but to her he was the most handsome man in the world.

"High praise, from such a handsome gentleman."

He held his arms open, and she climbed onto the bed and fell into them.

"I love you, Bean."

"I love you." She nuzzled closer to him.

After a short silence, she added, "What did it feel like?"

"It was wild. Honestly one of the best things we've tried this weekend." His tightened his arms around her, squeezing her to himself. "Tam was almost painfully tight, and I could feel Rick slide along my cock with every stroke. Feeling him pulse against me as he came was— intense. I can't wait to try that with you soon."

"I don't think we'll get a chance before we leave," she said a little wistful.

They lay together silently for a while again, until Jonah broke the silence.

"What did you think of this weekend?"

"I wish we could do it every weekend, honestly. I've never had so much fun."

"Same."

"Too bad the drive out here is so long."

"The kids would miss us too."

"They love their grandparents more than they do us," she replied jokingly.

He stroked her hair. "Would you want to go to a club together?"

"I think so yeah, if you want to."

"If you want to, then yes, so do I."

"So you really want to keep doing this?" She leaned up to look at him.

He met her eyes. "I do, as long as you want to as well."

They kissed.

"You know, I wonder if Mick across the street would like to— What?" He broke off as she started laughing.

"I was just thinking about him earlier."

"I wonder what he's packing."

"Oh, he's packing. I got a glimpse through his shorts at the neighborhood barbecue a couple of years ago."

She felt his cock stirring against her thigh. "What are you picturing, you lecher? I thought you'd be fucked out by now."

"You going over to his house—" He trailed off.
"What?! I was just picturing you going over to his house and fucking him, then coming home so I could eat his cum out of your cunt and fuck you."

"We're into solo play now, huh?" she said, gently grabbing his cock.

"Mmm."

She stroked it slowly. "Does that turn you on? The idea of laying in bed all alone as I'm getting the shit fucked out of me by some other guy who doesn't even know you exist?"