Walking BJ

Takes place immediately after Walking BJ: New Party Member

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What a fucking week I've had?

A week ago I was a faithful husband in a fairly sexless marriage, and now I've had three sexual encounters with a stranger I was getting to know, got an asslicking by my normally vanilla wife, and gave a sexual lesson to a 20 year old I watched grow into a woman.

As I was walking back to my house with BJ, thinking of Cindy, I saw Samantha drive by presumably on her way back home. I gave a little wave and she replied with the same.

I got out of there just in time. I can't imagine what that would have happened if she walked in on me with her daughter. I assumed that meant Carol would be home from their charity event as well.

Carol pulled into the driveway just as I got to the house. She had a number of things to unload from the car so I helped.

"How was the event? I just saw Samantha drive by so figured you'd be home. Did you wrap up early?"

"Yeah, didn't have the turnout we were hoping for. It appears the organizers fucked up the communications so half of it went out with next Sunday's date. Samantha and I are scheduled to be in Austin next weekend so it will be up to them to figure that out."

"That sucks."

"It does, but means I can be home with you and we can get some extra cleaning done around the house."

"Fun..." I replied sarcastically.

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During the next few days, with Jules out of town, I continued my nightly walks with BJ. Knowing I wouldn't see Jules, I still looked into the park and onto the bridge for any signs of her and the "bat-signal" she said to look for.

In the meantime, Carol had been in a frisky mood. She woke me up one night sucking my cock and then climbed on top to get her pussy in my face so I could eat her to completion while I blew my load in her mouth. She also had me give her a quickie from behind in the kitchen while the kids were just upstairs in the game room.

I was curious if she was picking up vibes from me which were arousing her or if she also had something going on that I wasn't aware of. Either way, I wasn't complaining. My only concern was still having enough in me for Jules when she returned.

Later in the week, I was in our bedroom getting ready for a walk when Carol asked me to put it in her before bed. I happily obliged and we came together fairly quickly as she rubbed her clit while I fucked her from the edge of the bed. I didn't bother cleaning up after. Just pulled my pants back up, gave her a goodnight kiss, and headed out on my walk.

When BJ and I made it to the park I initially didn't see anyone and figured Jules wasn't back yet. We were about to cross the street away from the park when the fence we were facing lit up with the outline of the Batman symbol in red laser light. I turned around to see the source of it from the familiar bridge and I could hear Jules giggling in the darkness.

As I approached her, I said, "So you were being literal when you said you'd throw up the bat-signal?"

She continued to laugh, "Yeah, I remembered I had this old laser pointer. I wasn't sure it would still work. How have you been?"

"Good. You? How was your trip?"

"The best. I fucked so many guys. You wouldn't believe how many orgies Nik and I were part of."

Trying to play it cool, I replied with, "That sounds great. You must have had a great time."

Jules started busting up, "Greg, I'm joking. Loosen up. We just hung around the hotel, had a spa day, and got caught up on all our sex stories."

"Oh, yeah? So you filled her in on last week then?"

"Yeah. I almost thought she might have been our peeping Tom, but ends up it wasn't her."

This tempted me to tell her how I found out who it was and the situation I was put into, but decided to let it be for now.

She continued, "We did have some fun girlie time with our toys..."

This sparked my interest. "So you two...?"

Knowing where I was going, she replied, "No, nothing like that. We've known each other a long time and are completely open with each other. It was more of a mutual masturbation session watching each other and sharing in the moment."

"Have you ever physically been with her?"

"Yeah, there's been an occasion here and there where we've touched or tasted each other, but it's usually just a mutual companionship like two guys watching porn together."

"I guess so, although, I've never whipped it out with the other guy there."

"Well that seems like your loss Greg. What about you? You get any while I've been away?"

"Actually, yeah. Carol has been wanting it quite a bit this last week." I still deliberately left Cindy out of the conversation.

"Oh, no... I mean.. that's great, but does that mean you don't need me anymore?"

Surprisingly, after my hesitation with the situation the week prior, I didn't even flinch. "No, I still want to see this through. It's been fun so far."

She seemed relieved. "So when did you last get some?"

"About 20 minutes ago, right before I left the house."

"Seriously? Is your cock still wet from it?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Shit. Don't judge me Greg for asking this, but can I taste it? The thought is getting me worked up at the moment."

I thought about this for a moment before questioning why I'm even thinking about it. Deny getting my cock sucked?

"Sure. Where do you want me?"

"Let's go over here."

We crossed the bridge and she led me to one of the many dark spots behind a large tree opposite the lights from the far off houses.

After she leaned my back up to the tree, she didn't waste any time dropping my pants. I could feel my dick peel away from my underpants due to Carol's lingering wetness. I wasn't even fully erect when Jules took me in her mouth.

She engulfed my shaft giving it a good suck before taking it out and going down to the base to lick the wetness built up there and at the top of my ball sack.

"Mmmm. Carol tastes pretty good Greg. You're a lucky guy. Now I need to get you off to taste your spunk with it."

I had no objections and was now fully erect. I then realized how good BJ was being still by my side sitting calmly watching the activities.

Jules had her hands on my hips pressing me into the tree as she sucked me off, hands free. She had a vacuum grip and took me all the way to the back of her throat until she gagged a little and then continued bobbing away. She wasn't messing around and wanted that cum.

Fortunately for her, it didn't take long. After another minute or so with her intense sucking I felt my ass clench against the tree, and I started to give Jules her prize.

"Mmmm. Ah hmnm. Mmm." She moaned as she sucked me dry.

I reciprocated with my grunts and, "Shit. Shit. Shit. That's so good."

When she was satisfied she got it all, she came up for air and said, "Thank you Greg. Now that I've tasted you both, you just need to introduce me to Carol and we can become a throuple."

I laughed nervously.

"Relax Greg. Again, I'm kidding."

"I know." I said as I got my pants back up. "Can I do anything for you in return?"

"That's sweet, but no. I need to get back. Unfortunately, the husband is home and will probably wonder why I'm not back yet. I will rub one out later thinking about this."

"So what's next then?" I asked.

"Can we meet up this weekend at all?"

I mentally went through my calendar and remembered Carol being out of town with Samantha.

"Carol is out of town this weekend so I should be free Saturday."

"Saturday works. I've got an idea. You remember which house is mine?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. Meet me at the gate around 9ish. Probably should leave BJ home. Sorry BJ." she said looking at him quietly sitting next to us.

"Okay. Saturday around 9, without BJ. I'll see you then."

With that, Jules gave me a quick wet kiss on the cheek and skipped off in the darkness towards her place. BJ and I headed back towards our own.

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The next couple of days passed fairly quickly. Went about my business with work and family, along with getting BJ out in his walks.

Carol left Saturday morning on her trip with Samantha. She was running late so we didn't get to have our parting quickie before she left. As much as I hated missing out on it, it probably did me a favor in being ready for Jules.

Speaking of Jules, when BJ and had our Saturday morning walk and passed by her place, I saw her in her back yard messing with what looked like a tarp. I couldn't say hi as there was someone with her, which I assumed was her husband. He seemed like he was about my height, maybe an inch or two taller. He was pretty large on the muscular side, bulging out of his t-shirt. I could make out tats on his neck and what was exposed of his arms. I definitely wouldn't describe him as a friendly looking person, and I'm sure he'd easily kick the shit out of me if he knew what I'd been doing with Jules.

As we passed by, Jules did give me the briefest of glances with a wink. I winked back quickly and went on otherwise giving her no unnecessary attention.

The rest of the day went on normally. Got some errands done and found a few moments to edge myself. Based on experience, I knew if I worked myself close to climax, but held off on finishing, it would help me go longer later when it counted and made me a little more explosive in shooting off my load. It was something I used to do for Carol, but found over the last couple of years I was often doing it in vain as I'd end up disappointed that evening with no payoff and having to finish myself off alone. So this was the first time in a year or more I was trying this. Hopefully it still works.

That evening, I got the kids fed and made sure everything was in order around the house before I headed out. Luckily the kids were older and could care less as I told them I was going out for a bit. Told them I was going on a walk and would be stargazing so I might be out a bit longer than normal. Crickets...

I had already had my routine call with Carol, like we do when either of us is traveling, and told her the same. She said her and Samantha were going out on the town themselves, which she sounded a little more excited about than usual, but I didn't think much of it as I had my own encounter awaiting.

I left the house in my usual jeans and t-shirt covered with a Batman hoodie. It still had been unseasonably warmer, but did chill at night. The hoodie helped disguise my belly, and I felt it was on theme for our recent discussions. I also remembered to go commando.

When I made it to the park there were still some people walking the path in the dark as it was a nice evening. Due to this, I went around the path to get to Jules so I wasn't so obvious that was my destination.

As I approached her fence line I could make out a tent in her yard. This must have been what she was setting up. I couldn't see her, but she must have been watching me because her gate started opening as I walked up.

She whispered the familiar, "Hey stalker."

"Hey Jules. Is there a reason we're whispering?"

"Yeah, my husband's inside."

I felt my heartbeat start to rise and started to plan my exit strategy. She must have caught on.

"It's okay. He's up in bed." She pointed to the window above the patio. "He's got an early morning tomorrow so he should be out. I have my own room. We often don't sleep together so I won't go missed."

"So the tent is for us?"

"Yup." And as she said it, the inside lit up with what appeared to be candlelight. Taking my hand, she continued with, "Come on. I'll show you inside."

The tent was blue and looked to be the size of a two to four person tent. The "walls" appeared to be thick enough so you could only make out the subtle flicker of the lighting. I figured this was good so any onlookers wouldn't make out any detail from our silhouettes inside. I didn't know if she intended on keeping the lights on.

Jules zipped open the hatch and we climbed inside. It wasn't tall enough for us to stand in so we moved around on our knees. As she zipped the tent shut behind us, I looked around. It had a large sleeping bag fully opened to line the floor. The kind that has the flannel interior with thick stuffing for freezing temperatures. On top of that there were a couple of pillows and a large flannel blanket to match the sleeping bag. In the corners, I found some electronic tea candles as the source of light. She must have a remote on her to control them.

After closing the tent, Jules proceeded to lay down and patted the spot next to her for me to follow suit. As I did so I noticed what she was wearing. It was a black onesie with a zipper down the front, and a hood she didn't have pulled up. As she noticed me looking her over she rolled on to her stomach to show me the backside.

"Yes, it does have have one of those flaps in the back." she whispered reading my mind. "You want to pop it open to see inside?"

As I went to do so I notice there was also a tail on her outfit. "Are you a cat?"

"Oh, yeah. Let me show you"

She shifted into a sitting position and pulled the hood over her head to show me. It had ears and a plastic version of the distinctive Catwoman goggles on it. "I'm Catwoman."

"That's perfect. I wore my Batman hoodie. Guess this can be the roleplaying you were talking about."

Jules gave me a little slap on the shoulder. "No, you're going to have to do better than that Greg."

After a moment of silence, I let my eyes shift from hers, down to her back side, and back to her face.

She asked, "What?"

"I was supposed to be opening your flap in the back." I replied playfully.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry."

She resumed her prior position laying on her stomach and then purposefully raised her ass off the ground a bit. I moved the tail aside and undid the two large buttons keeping the flap shut. Once free, I tossed the flap aside which now exposed her perfectly rounded cheeks. This was the first time I've had eyes on them and they looked wonderful in the candlelight. I let my hand reach for the furthest cheek and gave it a little squeeze before gently smacking it.

Jules gave a little giggle and then proceed with, "Now Greg, before we go too much further we need to set some ground rules."

"Okay, I'm listening." I said as I laid back down next to her.

"First rule, and the most important of all, we do not fall for each other. We can appreciate the intimacy of the moment that comes naturally, but this is purely for fun and satisfies our mutual needs. We are not going to fuck up each other's worlds by making it more complicated than that. Agreed?"

"Agreed." I was actually relieved to hear her say this as I had noticed some of the lingering moments we've had. Definitely nice in the moment, but nothing more.

"Second, we should come up with a safe word. I don't know how far any of this will go or how experimental we might get. Or even if one of us is getting too emotionally caught up in the moment. We need to feel safe having a word to stop and reset with no judgment on either part."

I thought a moment..."Matches Malone."

"Okay. That's two words, but I like you keeping it on theme Greg. Now third, what's your status down there? I'm on the pill, but I don't need any one in a million shots at getting knocked up."

"Oh, we are good there. Had a vasectomy years ago."

"Good. I have a couple of condoms just in case, but really didn't want to have to use them. Fourth, but on topic, I get to decide where you cum. My husband always blows wherever he wants often giving me commands to take it in the face or some shit to make him feel better. I mean, I don't mind a facial from time to time, but I want it on my terms."

"I've got no problem with that."

"I didn't think you would. That's why you're such a nice guy. Fifth, we have to be honest with each other and communicate. If either of us becomes unhappy with this situation, we call it off, no strings attached. This will come to an end at some point and I hope it is on good terms for both of us."

"Agreed."

"Sixth..."

"Sixth..." I repeated in anticipation of what it would be.

"Yeah, sixth. We have fun and enjoy ourselves. No pressure for it to be perfect. If something doesn't go right or you finish too early, or whatever; we blow it off and move on. No saying sorry or feeling bad about ourselves."

"Works for me."

"Seventh..."

"Seventh?"

"No. I'm kidding. I'm just talking out of my ass now."

"Oh, really? Let me see." I said as I tried to roll her back over to see her ass again.

Jules laughed, maybe a little too loud, as she playfully pushed me away. We both stayed quiet for a moment hoping we didn't somehow disturb her husband inside. We both laid on our backs looking out the netted window at the top of the tent towards his window.

When it felt like we were in the clear, Jules pounced on me. Straddling me in her cat suit, her hands made their way under my shirt and hoodie exposing my belly and chest as her hands moved up my bare torso. As we both worked my clothing over my head, she took her opportunity to hold me in position with my arms stuck above my head and face covered. In that moment she went down and bit one of my nipples.

"Ouch." I loudly whispered. It didn't hurt so much as I was surprised by it.

Giggling, she replied, "Sorry, Greg. The urge called to me and I acted on it."

I finished removing my tops and found her looking my upper body over. I instinctively started to say something about my slight pudginess, but remembered rule 6.

"So this is a dad bod, huh? I like it."

Jules then ran her hands up and down my chest and belly, running her fingers through my hair before scooting herself back a bit so she could access my belt and pants. She unbuckled me, undid my jeans and opened them up to expose my swollen cock.

"Good job Greg remembering to go commando. Less for me to have to remove."

She then climbed off to finish taking my pants off after slipping off my shoes and socks. I was now completely naked and exposed in this tent lit up with the candlelight. I felt a slight shiver run through me.

Noticing. She asked, "Are you cold?"

"A tad, but more feeling exposed at the moment."

Jules then laid down, cuddling up next to me and pulled the blanket over us. She then ran her hand up and down my body before stopping at my cock to take a gentle hold of it and started to slowly stroke it. I was warm now.

I then reached for the zipper of her outfit by her neck and asked, "May I?"

She looked me in the eyes, biting her bottom lip and replied affirmatively with, "Mhmm."

I slowly unzipped taking extra time to watch her breasts fall out. She stopped stroking me to bring her arm back so I had a good view. The zipper continued down to the top of her bush. I then helped the outfit off of her shoulders and positioned myself to pull it down and off of her body, now leaving her exposed in front of me.

I moved her legs apart to get the full picture of her exposed pussy leading up to the rest of her naked body. My eyes followed up her belly to her full breasts and to her eyes, which were waiting for me. With her index finger, she motioned for me to come here.

I did so and our naked bodies presses against each other for the first time. It felt amazing and new. We both inhaled involuntarily at the same time, which made us both smile before we went in for a kiss.

As we kissed, my hand went to her right breast and I started to squeeze it letting my thumb find her nipple to fondle. I bent my leg and positioned it between hers, which pressed my fully erect cock to her thigh. Her hand went straight for my ass as she pulled me in closer to her.

"Greg. I need you inside me."

I replied by getting completely on top of her causing her legs to spread wide. I put my arms under hers and rested on my elbows. Ours chest were pressed together and I could feel her hardened nipples against me. As I looked into her eagerly awaiting eyes, my cock went in search of her opening. I felt its head graze the hair along her lips, and with some more pressure work its way down to her moist hole. I let the head enter for a moment before retracting it.