The Susan Chronicles - Volume 2

*The Susan Chronicles*

Volume 2

Chapter 4 -- Welcome to the Club

***Disclaimer. If you like happily married, cheating wives, read it. If you don't, don't. There are no divorces here**

Chapter 4 finishes this volume. We already know that Susan had been going out with the girls, with her husband's blessings, for a while now. She had recently allowed things to get out of hand, and had gone too far. Her husband, Ron, had figured out what she was up to, and was fine with it. Except that he only knew the half of it. "What will he do if he ever finds out the truth?" Susan thought, and she sure as hell didn't plan on telling him. Oh, she'll share a little, but she struggled with the thought of telling all. Should she? Hell no! Susan is having the ride of her life and she couldn't quit if she wanted to, at this point.

As Susan drove up to the house, the one her friends, Richard and Joey, shared and called the clubhouse, she saw that all of the cars were there.

"They're all home," Susan thought. "Now what?"

As she began to chicken out, she noticed another car parked in front. "Are you kidding me?" She exclaimed aloud as she realized that it was Julie's car again. She drove past, turned around and went for a second pass, when she noticed another familiar car parked across the street. "No!" she gasped. "Julie, and Mary?"

Susan was shocked and astonished as she drove by and drove up the street a way, pulling in to a local park to stop, and think for a minute. She had to know what was going on but couldn't steel up the nerve to go back. She drove home frustrated.

Sitting at home in her favorite thinking chair, she started processing. She thought things through and assessed the situation while sipping a sobering cup of coffee. She normally sweetened it a bit and used creamer, but this time took it black with no sugar, the way her husband drank it. She assessed each friend, one at a time.

Mary is divorced and single with a sixteen-year-old son. She had him when she was eighteen. She's thirty-four now. Okay, she deserves to have some fun, but lately seems to have gone a bit sex crazy. Susan wasn't sure if she had ever slept with anyone before she had gotten married. They had never really discussed that. She made a note to herself to ask. "But why is she there now?"

Julie is happily married and always plays by the rules, but she did have a parking lot fling with Joey, and she was at their house once before. Susan had passed that night off as a bit too much to drink, and an irresistible opportunity with the right guy. She had thought that the last time Julie was at their house, was to maybe set things straight. "So why is she there again?"

Richard seemed nice and a proper gentleman at first, but the way he and Joey bantered, it was clear that they didn't mind sharing. So, while gentlemanly, he was also a player. Albeit a player that many women would settle down with in a heartbeat. He has no attachments, so a no strings attached relationship seemed to be okay with him. "So why are Julie, and Mary, both there?"

Joey? Player all the way. Good looks. Great body. Charisma out the yin yang. And no hiding it. A player right up front, and he'll even tell you he's going to play you. He already banged Julie once for sure. He banged Mary, at least twice. Or was it three times? "And he just plain fucked me, and made me want more to the point that I can't stop thinking about it," Susan thought. Trying to process this whole thing.

"And what's the deal with Will and James?" She was thinking. The wild cards. The unknown elements. Will had made it pretty clear that he expected to see her again, and for what, didn't seem to be a secret. James pretty much said the same thing, using different words. They clearly knew why she was there with Joey. "Welcome to the club!" they had both said. "Come back soon," and "We'll see you again," they'd said.

Susan had to know what was going on. She wanted to believe it was just a bunch of friends in a loose relationship, but thoughts of other things kept creeping in.

"Okay! That's it! I'm doing it! I'm going over there and finding out!" She exclaimed aloud as she looked at the clock. "I have two and a half hours."

As Susan drove back up to the clubhouse, she observed that all of the cars were still there. She pulled up behind Mary's car, parked, steadied her nerves, got out, and walked up to the front door with as much confidence as she could muster. She knocked on the door and waited for several seconds before knocking again. After waiting several seconds more, she was about to give up when once again, just like the last time she was at this place, she saw the blinds move just a little. After a brief moment the door opened. It was Will.

"I was hoping you'd show up!" he exclaimed. "Welcome back to the clubhouse! Come in," And as she hesitated briefly, he said in a slow, teasing but expectant voice, "Come on..."

As Susan entered, she quickly realized that there was no one else in the living room. "Where is everyone?" Susan asked, and as she was asking, she realized that there were soft noises, coming from Richard's room.

"Oh, here," he indicated nodding his head towards Richard's room, "there," he said nodding his head to the hallway, "and everywhere!" he exclaimed spreading his arms wide to indicate the living room he and she were standing in. "Were you referring to anyone specific?" he asked.

"Oh, um," she hesitated, "um, not really," she returned hesitantly while starting to blush a little.

"That's the right answer around here," Will laughed, "Would you like a drink?"

"I probably shouldn't this time of day," she responded, "I can't stay too long."

"Okay, no pressure, I just thought you looked a little nervous and could use a bit of a calm me down."

"Yeah," she said. "I'm not used to this kind of thing."

"What kind of thing are you talking about?" he teased.

Susan froze momentarily. "I," she started. "I don't know," she finally got out. She couldn't think of anything else to say. She had just sort of openly admitted that she had gone there to participate in, something. What? An affair? A random fuck? She wasn't quite sure of and couldn't define it yet.

"Want that drink?" Will asked again.

"Sure," Susan responded. "I might need it."

That's a good girl," Will laughed. "A little strong?"

"Yes," she replied. "Not too strong though."

Will handed Susan her drink. She hadn't specified what she wanted so he made her a simple spiced rum and Coke. It was a standard drink glass and included a couple of large ice cubes. She knocked it back in a couple of swallows, in one pass, and handed the glass back to Will. It was a little stronger than she usually preferred and she knew it would calm her nerves quickly.

"Whoa there!" Will exclaimed in amusement. "I guess you really did want that drink after all!"

"Well, it was pretty strong so I thought I should just down it and get it over with," She replied.

"Do you take everything down like that?" Will asked in amusement.

It would be a few moments for the buzz to kick in, but being a lightweight, Susan knew it would, so she decided to be as bold in her responses, as Will was with his questions. "Usually," she responded, "I'm pretty good at taking what I get."

"Is that so?" he laughed, "Well, you came to the right place for that! Have a seat," he gestured towards the well-appointed living room.

Just about that time the noises in Richard's room started getting pretty loud and she heard a familiar woman's voice excitedly exclaiming, "Yes! God yes! Oh...fuck! Fuck! OoommMM, FUCK ME! Ehhmmmmuuummm," then one final scream, "Aaaaahhhhh!" And then silence. Susan wasn't sure who was in there, but it had to be Mary or Julie.

"See what I mean?" Will laughed again. Susan was beginning to like Will's constant sense of amusement. He was pretty easy going for such a big guy. Not fantastic looking like Joey and James and not quite as good looking as Richard, but not bad either. Not bad at all. Or was that the drink kicking in?

"I guess I do!" Susan laughed back.

"Have you toured the entire house?" Will asked. "I know you've already been in there," he nodded towards Richard's room, "and in Joey's room," he nodded towards the hall, "but what about the rest?"

Susan blushed a little but replied, "No, I haven't been anywhere else." She didn't know what was coming next, but she knew she was going to get what she went there for, and she was almost brave enough to go for it. "And how do you know where I've been?" She asked, looking at him a little wickedly, knowing the answer.

"There are no secrets at the clubhouse," he laughed, "let's go then," he stood quickly and took her hand helping her out of the comfy chair she was sitting in. He led her to the kitchen.

With a smirk Will said, "This is a magical, mystical room where food magically appears in cupboards, and in this magical, wintry place that people call the refrigerator or freezer. We put the food in a magical box called a microwave and push a button and it comes out hot and ready to eat just like the food synthesizer on Star Trek."

Susan rolled her eyes thinking about her Husband Ron and asked jokingly, "Are all guys nerds?"

"Well, a lot of us are, but at the clubhouse, our imagination is not just limited to Sci-Fi," he smiled. "Ready to check out the rest of the place?"

"Sure," she replied simply, without hesitation. She found herself very much at ease with Will.

He took her hand again, and led her from the kitchen to the back door of the house. Outside was a fenced yard with mature arborvitae trees along the back and sides. There was kidney shaped pool with a built-in hot tub area. There was a makeshift grilling area off to the side, but nothing fancy.

"I didn't know this was here!" Susan exclaimed, "I would never leave the house if I had this!"

"You get used to it after a while," Will responded,

"We use it occasionally, and sometimes have a small get together. It's a good thing these trees can't talk," he laughed.

"I bet," Susan replied amused. Her drink was kicking in fully. Just a little buzz, but the mission was accomplished, and her nervousness had fled.

"Not much left to see. Let's go back in," Will suggested and again took her by the hand, leading the way.

This time he took her down the hall. "That's Joey's room, but you already know that," Will said without turning around. There were quite noises coming from inside Joey's room, but nothing discernible.

"They must be taking a break," Will continued as Susan wondered which of her friends were in there and which one had been screaming from Richard's room.

"And this is James' room," Will said, nodding his head to the right. "He'll be glad to see you again," he continued. "Guest bathroom on the left in case you ever need it, gym on the right, and my room at the very end on the left. Let's look at the gym."

The he led her into the room at the end of the hall, through an open door to the left. It was a fairly large room. About the size of a decent master bedroom, except that there was no master bath attached. In one corner was a bench, and free weights racked along the wall on both sides making a V shape. In another corner was a multi-machine for lats, back, etcetera. The rest of the room consisted of mats on the floor, mirrors on the wall and a couple of additional benches, without the free weight holders.

"This room has a few stories too," Will said smiling and looking into Susan's eyes, "Are you ready?" he asked.

"Ready for what?" replied Susan with just a little anxiety mixed with curiosity.

"To see the master bedroom of course. My room!" he said and once again took her hand, leading her out of the gym, across the hall, opening the door and leading her into a huge master bedroom.

"Why do you get the master bedroom?" Susan asked.

"It's my house," Will replied.

"As in, your house? Or your rental?"

"Oh, it's mine, one hundred percent." Will replied. "I inherited a little money, took some advice and bought a house. I rent rooms to my friends, and we have a lot of fun."

"What about the neighbors?" Then, "Oh my god!" She exclaimed completely losing track of the conversation. "This room is amazing!" She gasped as she took it all in. It had a super king sized, four post bed with some kind of polished exotic wood that she couldn't identify. Opposite the bed and against the wall was a huge dresser made of the same wood. It also had a huge mirror attached. There were two plush chairs that appeared to have dark brown micro fiber upholstery in one corner, separated by a corner table of the same wood as the dresser and bed. In another corner was a bench with a few pairs of shoes and a pair of boots under it. There was a huge master bath attached with a jet tub, plus a free-standing shower with clear, but patterned glass. Dual sinks, and a light-colored marble counter top. The fixtures were pewter colored, and when Susan tapped one of them, there was a very solid feel. Not like the cheap stuff you get from the big box stores. Walking back into the bedroom she noticed mirror above the bed that was cut and artfully crafted around a ceiling fan that looked to be of a higher quality than the box store stuff as well. She really couldn't tell, but the fan blades were reminiscent of the wood that the furniture was made of.

"Oh my god!" Susan exclaimed again, and she knew that she had to get fucked in this room.

As Susan took in the room, she felt Will's hand gently take hold of her left arm and slowly turn her towards him. When they were facing each other, Susan looked up into Will's eyes. As he gazed back into her eyes, Susan realized that the look was much gentler than she would have expected from such a large and strong man. There were passion and confidence, but none of the lust and determination that she thought would be there. She was ready. She looked up, leaned in to kiss him, and he responded. After a slow, and increasingly passionate kiss that lasted several seconds, but not too long, she pulled back and looked into his eyes again. The passion was there now and she knew there was no turning back. Not that she wanted to turn back.

"We should close the door," Susan remarked.

"Naw, we rarely close that one," Will remarked back.

"Really?" Susan said in surprise.

"Really," Will returned, "I let the other guys use this room any time they want," he continued. "We go through a lot of sheets," he laughed.

"I bet," Susan laughed back, as Will pulled her into another longer and more passionate kiss. This time he drew her in close and she could feel his presence pressing against her, and getting harder as the kiss grew longer.

"Jeeze! It's huge," she thought to herself, and almost said it out loud.

The kiss drew to an end, and Susan felt Will's hand gently take hers, and she found herself being led to the large bed. As they got to the bed, he put his hands on her hips, turned her around and easily lifted her one hundred twenty-pound body up onto the bed.

Will knelt down and took Susan's shoes off. They were white deck shoes with no socks. After that he ran his hands up her legs, slowly working them to the inside of her thighs and pushing her short, dark blue skirt up to get a good view of her light blue panties. She was already wet and it was showing through the thin material. Eventually she would learn to wear some panties with padding, but since she was new to this, she hadn't learned that yet. Will reached into her panties with his index and ring fingers, and kneaded the wet material with his thumb on the outside.

"It looks like you're ready," Will said gently.

"Yes," Susan responded, barely above a whisper, "make love to me," she surprised herself, realizing she wanted to make love to him, not just fuck him.

Will reached up with a hand to either side and slowly pulled her panties off, dropping them to the dark cherry hardwood floor. Then he spread her legs apart with both hands at the knees and slowly went down on her with his tongue. She was sitting up watching as best that she could at first. She watched as he slowly ran his tongue up the middle of her labia, then back down the outside to the right and back up the outside to the left, in a slow, circular motion, always coming back to do a pass up the middle. She tried to continue watching but she was starting to shake a little and was having trouble keeping herself upright. Will began to focus on the inner labia and clit and Susan quickly realized that she was about to have the quickest orgasm she had ever had. She grabbed the back of his head forcing him to focus on her clit as she began to lose control.

"Fuck! Fuck!" she began to pant, "you're gonna make me cum! Oh fuck!" then she pushed harder on his head forcing him onto her mound and started squealing and bucking. "Ooouumm Fuck!" she belted out as she came. Then she lay back on the bed, legs hanging over the edge and quivered for a few moments with her eyes closed.

"Kiss me," she said, and he lay down with her and complied. They kissed for several moments before he pulled back and watched her, eyes closed and content to lay across his bed.

After a moment she felt her legs being lifted and her pussy being parted, and opened her eyes to see Will standing between her legs as she was still laying across the bed in the perfect position for a stand-up fuck on his part. She hadn't looked at his cock yet but she knew it was large based on what she felt when it was pressed against her earlier. Now as he felt it parting her pussy, she realized it really was huge. He went slowly and as he gently pushed it in, she began to feel like she might not be able to take it. She reached down and pulled her lips apart to assist, and it helped, but not much.

"Oh my God! I can't!" she exclaimed, and he stopped and started to pull back a little.

"Do you want me to stop?" Will asked.

"No! Don't stop!" Susan quickly responded. She was determined to do this.

"What would you like?" Will asked in response.

"I want you to fuck me! I want you to kiss me. And I want you to fuck me some more," Susan replied.

With that, Will started gently pushing in and pulling out, going a little deeper each time as Susan gasped in surprise, and a little pain. Each time he went further in she gasped again until he was about three fourths of the way in. Then he began to pull almost all the way out, then slowly all three fourths of the way back in. He did this several times with Susan gasping each time, but the gasping became more and more a gasp of pleasure, and less a gasp of pain and surprise. Her rhythm began to match his, as it started feeling better, and better. Once they were in sync, Will started, very stealthily, going just a little deeper, and Susan began to realize that his cock must be the biggest she had ever had. And now that she was acclimated, she was loving it. When she was younger, in high school and just old enough, her first fuck had been with a boy one year older than her. She had thought his cock was the largest until now. In her imaginative memories, she had thought the first one to be likely more than nine inches. That was her imagination talking, but she had liked it so much that she went back for seconds a week later. Now though, she knew she was without a doubt getting the largest ever, and she was determined to take it. In he went, and she would gasp. Out he went, and she would greedily anticipate the next gentle trust. And then it happened. She felt pelvis touching pelvis and knew she had done it. Emotions of victory and pleasure at the same time.

"Yes!" Susan exclaimed, triumphantly, "Oh god!" Encouraged, Will started pumping a little faster, longer, and all the way in. He wasn't hammering her, but he was definitely giving it all to her. She wasn't ready to cum again yet, but knew she would get there. For now, she just wanted the rhythmic and deep fucking that she was getting. She was enjoying every bit of it. This went on for a couple of minutes and then Will leaned over top of her, kissed her, put his hands under her back, and lifted her up so that she was riding him while he was standing up. With his arms around her, he slid them down and placed his hands under her thighs to hold her up and began lifting her up and down as she rode his cock. This caused her clit to rub against him and she could feel the orgasm building. Up until now she has only had an orgasm once doing it this way, and that was with her husband. She knew it was coming up, and began to buck harder and drive into him with each thrust.