Stress Relief

[fnchristie81]

Christie spent the next little while cleansing her back passage, then dilating her rectum in order to be able to receive her husband. It was much easier this time around, and even though Matt had been extremely patient with her the night before, doing so herself wasn't nearly as uncomfortable. Still, it was awkward reaching behind herself to do so. While she waited and prepared, she tried out different positions, then decided to try to add more fingers. As she did, she tried yet again to determine just how far with everything Matt was wanting to proceed. On her end, she just wanted to pay him back for all of the consideration he'd given her over the last few years, and enjoying what had happened so far had been a pleasant bonus-and an incentive to keep allowing him whatever he desired.

When she figured he was just about finished, Christie got up and moved to the bathroom to wash her hands. Once done, she decided to offer Matt the opportunity to just plunge into her by squirting a very generous portion of lubricant into and around her anus. That completed, she moved to outside his office door and got on her knees, laying her torso on the floor, her derriere self-consciously pointed at the door.

 

[susurrus]

I was blazing through the last bit of work I had for the day, when I heard some light shuffling sounds, then looked toward the doorway, expecting to see Christie standing there, looking all sexy and full of expectation.

Well, I saw Christie alright... some of her, at least. All I could readily see was about from the bottom of her ribs back, butt high in the air, pussy and asshole waiting and welcoming.

Wrapping up the little work I had left, I quickly logged out. Nobody from work could jump in and see a thing. I popped an empty flash drive in its port, then re-aimed the web cam toward where my wife crouched. Activating the recorder, I checked how much of her it caught, then requested, "Back up about a foot." I wanted all of my sexy slut of a wife in the frame.

I didn't know if she at all caught on to what I was doing, but obediently, she repositioned herself and I finally had all of my beautiful, naked Christie in the shot.

Hitting "record," I got up from my chair. My cock had started stiffening when I saw my wife's backside protruding invitingly into my office door.

"Wow, what a lovely sight," I said, kneeling behind her and caressing Christie's butt, letting my fingers drag right down to her already-lubed pucker. "I see which hole you want me to use, too. Never let it be said I refused a lady a reasonable request.." While I spoke, rubbed my cock head up and down over her well-lubed rear opening...

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt apparently took notice of her getting into what she knew would be a teasing position. Still, he made her wait for several long minutes, then asked her to back up a little bit. Shuffling backwards on her hands and knees, she eventually heard Matt tell her when she was wheere he wanted. Not long after, she felt him approaching, then the welcome feel of his hands on her bare skin.

"I see which hole you want me to use, too. Never let it be said I refused a lady a reasonable request.."

Christie pressed back against Matt's hand. "You said you wanted it. And you get what you want from me..." she encouraged. Matt began rubbing himself in the lube around her prepared orifice. "I'm all ready, if you want to just help yourself!"

 

[susurrus]

"You get what you want from me."

Wow. When was the last time you heard that from your woman, guys? I couldn't believe how fucking lucky I was. Hell, I'd have thought that if all I was getting is Christie's pussy. The fact she was ready for me to take her ass... I could barely believe it.

"You've got such a gorgeous ass, baby," I said, "all that exercise has done you wonders. I loved your ass before. Now, though..."

I aimed my cock head at my wife's waiting butt hole and started to push...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie felt Matt begin to push himself into her as he was just finishing speaking, and pushed back eager to accept him.

"You really like my ass?" she asked. She knew he checked it out a lot, and liked to grab or pat it, but the words were still reassuring.

 

[susurrus]

"God, Christie, I love your ass. I love the whole package, to tell the truth... well, maybe that left elbow could use some work, but, the rest..."

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie laughed and used her left arm to reach behind herself and swat Matt.

"It's not my fault you dropped me and I hyperextended it when I landed! You wanted to show off, and I paid for it," she teased her husband. Matt had been mortified and overly apologetic when it happened, and all the way through the months of physical therapy afterwards. It had hurt, and still did on occasion, but it had been years-shortly after they'd gotten married. It was only recently that he'd been able to start teasing her about it, and for that she was glad. She rocked back and forth a few times to take him deeper and show she wasn't truly angry.

 

[susurrus]

I loved that we could still have fun together. That we were having fun while fucking, and while I was fucking Christie's ass... Wow.

"We've established that I love your ass. I guess the big question is: how do you like my cock in it, because I can tell you, it feels pretty damn fantastic from this side..."

 

[fnchristie81]

"Mmmm....I do like it!" Christie purred, gently waving her rear from side to side with Matt still lodged inside. "Are you going to full that up, then enjoy taking me out still leaking it out of there? Maybe imagine someone else's leaking out while you take me out and about? Maybe imagine what it's going to feel like when you finally have it done to you?"

For some reason, that last filled Christie with a perverse lust to do the same to her husband-allow some other guy to pump  his rectum full and take him out shopping or something.

 

[susurrus]

I loved the way we talked to one another lately. Where before, conversations about sexual things had been laden with "suggestive" words and phrases, these days, there was no beating around the bush.

And when Christie mentioned my filling her ass up, then added the bit about me having mine filled, oh fuck... just her saying such things made me really want to do it for her. I wanted to see just how horny watching me fuck and get fucked would make my newly-minted slut of a wife.

And I was getting it on video...

"You really want to see me get fucked by a guy, babe? You don't know how much that makes me want to do it for you. I want to see the look on your face while it happens. That is, if you're not busy getting your pussy eaten by another woman, or doing the same to her."

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back at Matt teasingly.

"Or maybe I'll be sucking you off and keeping the next guy primed for you," she winked. "Although any of that sounds like fun!"

She tried to picture any of what both of them just brought up. Of what Matt might look like as he was being taken by another guy, and what she might be doing while it happened. She found herself actually hoping to further explore another woman, and made up her mind that she was going to do so...and at least try out another guy!

 

[susurrus]

God, I loved the open way we played these days. Not that long ago, what we were saying would have never come from either of our mouths. Now, it seemed like almost nothing was taboo.

"I can hardly wait to see what kind of slut you can be, with both women and men. What's even more exciting, for me at least, is I want to be there right beside you.

"Maybe you'd like for me to get the cocks primed to fuck you. How'd you like that?"

Whether we actually followed through on any of this, the tsunami of fantasy we were building up was exciting us both. I never wanted to stop.playing like this.

Christie's fabulous ass was getting me closer and closer to orgasm. While I didn't want our dirty talk to cease, I really wanted to cum in her glorious butt, then take her out again - with me leaking out - just like she'd said...

 

[fnchristie81]

"A slut, huh," Christie pretend pouted. "Are you sure that's what you want? For me to go as far down that path as I can?" She pushed herself off her hands, arching her back to keep Matt fully inside as she reached behind her head to grasp his head.

"Because we both know I can get more guys than you can get girls...and probably almost as many girls as you can, too." She doubted that, but it was fun to tease him. She had seen how women looked at her husband, and knew there were a  lot that would be willing to drop their panties for him-married or not!

"Because if slutty is what you want...we can always go to a bar or club, and I can have a guy in the corner while you watch...or a string of guys...and probably another woman or two..."

 

[susurrus]

Christie's response to my "slut" comment was a bit more than I'd expected, but by that time, I was horny enough, I was just taking it as more stimulation. The visual of my wife taking on a roomful of people fanned the flame of my arousal, even if the added visual of me sitting in a corner watching and not participating did not. Still, I couldn't argue with the notion that Christie could gather a larger group of potential partners than I could. It's just the way men and women are wired.

Besides, I suspected the professional nurse in her might speak up at the reality of facing a train of strangers.

Regardless, these were thoughts that mostly flowed in later. Right then, I was going with the dirty talk I was being given. The fact that Christie even played with the idea of a room full of strangers was damn arousing. We were talking fantasy here, after all. At least, that's where my mind was.

With Christie up like she was, I took a breast in each hand and held her in place using them as my handles while my hips kept going.

"You really like the idea of being a slut, don't you?" I growled. "Would they cum in you or all over you?"

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie's hands closed over her husband's as he grabbed her chest. She loved the growl in his voice as he talked about the way she might act. His hips kept thrusting against her, and she had to try and stay still so that he was able to keep stimulation inside her. Otherwise she was afraid that the angle might have him falling out or that she would stay pressed too tightly against him to keep going.

"In me," she moaned. "Isn't that how sluts take their partners? Would you like that, me being filled, then having your chance to add yours to it all? Or would you have already lost yours in another slut, and have to have me get you ready for one last load in me? Me sucking her off you as I get you ready to take me yet again?"

Christie didn't think she could take the approach other women seemed to in the few videos she had seen-acting hedonistically with their husbands looking on helplessly and unable to get any relief themselves. If she were getting some, she hoped that Matt would feel free to get some attention of his own, and the thought of tasting some unknown woman on his shaft was actually thrilling.

She twisted her head to kiss him. "The next time you get the chance, find some hussy and enjoy her and let me clean both of you off you," she half spoke, half moaned. "Tell me what she did better, so that I can be a better slut for you!"

 

[susurrus]

Oh god, the words my wife said to me... right at that moment, I wanted us to do everything we'd talked about and more.

As I fucked Christie's glorious ass, I mauled her amazing tits.

"You want to watch me fuck the lights out of some other hot, willing slut so you can taste her on my cock?" I rasped into her ear, "How about this one: while you're sucking, licking and fucking every cock and cunt in the place, I'm right there beside you, being a slut just like my gorgeous, loving wife..."

With that thought hanging in the air, I let out a groan as my excited cock filled Christie's ass with a huge load of cum...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie kissed her husband again as he pressed himself deeply into her and flooded her bowels.

"Do I take it you're ready to take me out?" she asked. She again wiggled her rear against his tight-pressed hips. "Even if it's just to do some...special shopping," she said intimately. Her mind also flashed to the toy section in the boutique, and she wondered if there were another in town. She wasn't sure if she could stand her nearly-nude potential coworkers knowing the level of play she had decided to try with her husband. Besides-she was sure that Matt was going to want to expand their horizons even more, and doing so at other locations would be a likely result.

Eventually as they maintained their awkward, post-copulatory embrace, Matt softened enough to allow a trickle to escape and start seeping down her leg. She giggled, then slipped back down to the floor. The act caused him to come out of her and more to leak out, and she showed him what was coming out.

"Are you ready to feel this?" she said teasingly. "Maybe after being ridden by that hot slut while her boyfriend was in your ass?" Christie got back up on her knees and turned to face her husband, pressing her body to his and kissing him deeply. "It's a hot fantasy, but if that's all it stays I don't want you to feel guilty about enjoying the fantasy. Although I do have some things I want to try now, if you're up for them. I'm going to get ready though." She kissed him once again and stood, finally taking notice of the camera pointed at them. She chose not to mention it yet, instead just turning and walking out of the room nude to get dressed.

Of course, with Matt having gone through her wardrobe, her options were mostly far more daring than she was accustomed. The sundress she chose plunged far more than she was used to; normally she wore something underneath to conceal her bra, but knowing Matt wanted her out of her shell, she went without. Another thong that she felt sliding through the mess that he had left in her gluteal crevasse. A different pair of wedge sandals than the day before, and just a hint of makeup layered to be daylight sultry. Her hair loose about her shoulders, although she gelled it to make it more manageable and less flyaway, and she was ready.

 

[susurrus]

One thing that had never changed, even when our sex life had petered out previously: Christie loved it when I came in her. Another thing: she never wanted me to just cum and pull out. She liked me to stay inside her a while. It was perfectly fine with me. As I may have stated - probably several times - before, once I'm inside her, the last thing I want to do it pull out.

So, we kissed while I felt my cock shrink and the cum leak from her asshole and down her leg and over my balls. In our awkward position, it didn't take long for my softening cock to slip from Christie's now well-fucked hole. I heard a quiet little *splat* as more of me spilled from my wife's body onto the floor. She'd been worried about leakage while we were out. At this rate, she proably wouldn't have to worry about it much.

Anyhow...

She then asked me if I wanted that: to be stretched out and fucked, then have the results leaking from my body. She gave me the out that if I wasn't readly for that to not feel bad, but she seemed to love it. And I'm secure enough in who I am that I don't give a damn what anybody but my Christie thinks. As long as she's okay with it, I can do practically anything.

She went on to say that there were a few things she'd like to try, regardless. My reply was, "Then by all means, let's try them." She smiled, gave me another kiss, then bounced out of the room to get herself done up for the day. I did notice her give a little glance to the webcam. She'd noticed it was positioned differently than usual, but she didn't say anything.

Once Christie was out of the room, I went to the computer and stopped the recording, then checked the file on the flash drive. Fuck, I married that? The hell is a woman like that doing with a man like me? Sumbitch, I'm a lucky bastard.

I shut down the video, then pulled the drive. I then did a quick search to make sure the file was nowhere else but on the little piece of plastic and silicon in my hand. Carrying it to the bedroom, I dropped it in my nightstand drawer. Christie was in the bathroom, getting ready, so I ducked around into the guest bath to clean up, then went back and slid on a pair of jeans and a T (note: commando - I was being brave), then slipped on some shoes and I was ready.

Calling out that I'd meet her in the living room, I headed that way. When she emerged, all I could manage was, "Wow. You look fantastic. I'm the luckiest guy on the planet today."

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie arrived in the living room to find Matt seated in a chair, already ready to go. She catwalked over to him, then leaned low over him to drop her cleavage into his view. She figured being bent like that he would be able to see almost the entirety of her breasts, and watched his eyes drop to the opening in her dress. Sliding forward on the balls of her feet, she dragged the open neck up his face and then back down to give him a loving kiss.

"First for job applications, I assume?" she asked teasingly.

 

[susurrus]

My compliment brought Christie over with a hip sway that imitated the walk women were forced to adopt when wearing towering high heels. I loved it.

When she got only about a step away, she stopped and bent at the waist, giving me a view of a tremendous lot of cleavage. Well, hell, she was putting it on display, so I was obliged to look.

In this position, i could see the chore it was for her bra to hold back her amazing tits. It made me want to reach out and feel their weight, a favorite of mine, but before I had a chance to lift my hands, she began to slowly straighten, dragging my nose through that cleavage.

"Job application first?" she asked with an unashamed smile.

"Absolutely," I returned, finally reaching and lifting the hem of her dress to see what, if anything, she might be wearing down below. A small triangle rode low in her crotch, a tuft of pubic curls showing above the top. Running my hand around Christie's hip, I felt bare ass cheek until I reached the little string that ran between them.

"Lovely," I complimented before pulling my hand back and letting the hem fall once more. I then rose and held out my elbow. "Ready to face the world, pretty lady?"

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie took Matt's offered hand for him to lead her to the car and assist her inside. As they drove, Christie was feeling job interview jitters heavily-especially considering what this particular job entailed.

When the entered the store, the same saleslady/model from the day before met the couple, wearing a similarly flattering and sexy barely-there lingerie ensemble.

"Back already?" she asked with a smile. "Our selections must have made quite the impression!"

Before Christie could lose her nerve, she asked as calmly as she could for the job applications that had been mentioned on their previous visit.

"Of course!" the saleslady said cheerfully. "We're always looking to engage more talent, and you seemed like you're going to fit right in! Just follow me out back to the office. That's where all of the paperwork is."

As they walked through the boutique, a model that hadn't been there the day before stepped out into the main display room to make her way to the only other couple in the place. Christie was shocked to see that her lingerie was a cupless bra, her breasts framed by satin-appearing straps but otherwise completely bared. She had on a nearly transparent g-string, as well as a garter belt attached to sleek looking thigh high stockings leading down to 6 inch highly polished heels.

The model was far more adept at hiding what she had to be feeling than Christie would have been under the same circumstances. She walked confidently through the shop to the couple before turning once completely around and kneeling in front of the other couple.

Then the familiar saleslady-Christie couldn't remember her name-was guiding the job seekers through the curtains and past the changing booths, past additional racks of lingerie and other closed doors, to a small but comfortable appearing office. Apparently nonplussed by turning her back and bending over in front of others while wearing only the skimpiest of underwear, she leaned a hand on the desk to retrieve some sheafs of papers from a desk drawer.

Handing the papers to the married couple, the saleslady turned back to retrieve pens to use.

"So what made you decide you wanted to be a lingerie model?" she asked. Christie didn't know how to respond and looked to Matt for rescue.

 

[susurrus]

Amber, our salesgirl from the day before, met us at the door. The way she greeted us said she was a little surprised, but delighted to see us again.

I could almost hear Christie's heart pounding as she told Amber we were there to accept the job offer that had been extended.

Amber's smile brightened a few lumens and she invited us back to the office.

As we followed her, I couldn't help but glance around the room. I saw one of the salesgirls - damn near naked - fall to her knees before a couple. A glance to Christie showed she'd noticed the same thing. We exchanged a glance, my heart was pounding as much as I assumed my wife's was.

In the office, Amber went around the desk and dug around in a drawer, unaware or uncaring of the view we were getting.

When she straightened, she held an application out to each of us, not even questioning whether I was applying as well as Christie.

"What made you decide to be a lingerie model?" Amber asked as we each took the offered sheets.

Christie's mouth opened and closed, then she looked at me, a look of mild panic in her eyes.

"Uh, I won't say it's something she's always aspired to," I began hesitantly, "but after yesterday, we both found it damn exciting, and thought, 'Let's give it a try.' "

Amber sat on the edge of the desk in front of us, her positioning giving a perfect, un-self-conscious view of her barely covered pussy.

"Excellent," Amber replied. "So, you both are going to model." The way she said it wasn't a question.

"Uh, not quite," I said. "Christie's going to model. I'm going to work as security, like the other guys I saw walking around."

Amber smiled. "I know it looks that way, but you remember the guy in the posing strap yesterday? That was my man, Ambrose. The men take turns. A couple of them model each day, while the others do security. We have a lot of couples working here.

"Also, don't worry about having other jobs as well as this one. Only a few of our employees work here full-time. Ambrose and I for instance, being co-owners of the place."

Christie and I had been filling out our applications while Amber spoke, but when it was revealed I was going to have to model as well, I looked up in surprise.

"Like I said, most of our employees are couples. Usually the guys want to keep an eye on their women, working in a place like this. We realize this is a different format for a lingerie shop, but so far, it's been pretty successful. So don't worry, you'll both be scheduled to work the same hours. If you work here, you're going to have to take your turn modeling, Matt. There are no exceptions.

"We realize this is a highly erotic environment. Natural biological reactions are unavoidable, particularly at first. Don't call attention to it and most people will let it go. The ones who start making a big thing of it - especially ones who get particularly rowdy - find themselves back in the parking lot.

"The biggest rule we have, being as this can be a highly sexualized situation: no sexual acts while you're on the clock. No ducking into the rest room and rubbing one out, no finding a secluded corner and having a quickie. You can't imagine how closely the prudes and "we-know-better-than-you" types are watching us. We've gotten good at identifying them when they sneak in, but those folks would just love to shut us down. In their minds, we're only a fraction of a step away from a brothel. No giving proof to their suspicions."

I hadn't started writing again through all this explanation. But when Amber stopped speaking, it was my turn to turn to Christie fof support, even if I wasn't sure what kind of support I was actually looking for.

 

[fnchristie81]

Hearing that most of those working were actually couples was surprising to Christie, and she could tell Matt was equally shocked. As was Amber's comments on overt sexuality, despite the clothing. Although hearing that Matt would be pulled in to model as well caused Christie to cock a smirk at him. Not that she was going to complain about watching him model herself. The hard part would be following the rules as Amber had laid out to them.

Christie set to filling out her application, completing it rapidly. She asked about the hours, the pay, and sales training-a field about which she knew nothing-carefully skirting the erogenous topics. Amber had ready and satisfactory answers, informing her that there wasn't any need to "upsell" the products; rather she was going to have to emphasize that while these goods were much sturdier than those at other chain stores, rhey did have to have their limitations emphasized.

 

[susurrus]

All the help I got from my wife was a smirk. She was enjoying seeing me squirm. After seeing what the guy was wearing yesterday, it was going to be embarrassing as hell to walk out in public in a get-up like that. Then again, look at some of the stuff Christie was volunteering to put herself in. Would it be any different? Yeah, cause it wasn't me...

However, I did still want to be there when she was working, so I swallowed my pride and turned back to my application.

Christie had hers already finished and was asking more questions. The biggie was schedule, since her schedule at the hospital could be kind of freaky sometimes. She was assured that could be accommodated. Several of the other employees had other jobs to supplement income. We might be the only ones on the payroll doing this as a hobby, for lack of a better term.

Christie then mentioned the "employee discount" that had come up when the offer had been extended. She was assured it was available on anything in the place, and that if an item was out of stock or the wrong size, it could be included on the store's next order.

Amber then asked, "When can you two start?"

I told her I needed to be out of town the tail end of the coming week, and that the plan was not to return till Sunday afternoon or evening.

She looked at the schedule and said, "Could you do Friday night?"

I was surprised she would want or need us so quickly. Christie looked the same, but she was exuding a nervous excitement that told me she was ready to start right then and there.

"That would work for me," I told her. "How about you?" I asked Christie. "It'd give us all day Saturday to get the party ready."

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt was quick to agree to the rapidly approaching start date, as well as to remind her of their upcoming party. Swallowing the sudden case of nervous jitters that struck, she agreed to Ameber and Matt's assessment of availability.

It had finally hit home that she was agreeing to indefinitely use a large chunk of her days off wearing next to nothing for those who wanted to see lingerie on a living, breathing person. And not only that, but to more or less offer her body to those wanting to touch that lingerie. Even the prospect of seeing Matt doing the same didn't help the nerves.

Christie finally broached the elephant in the room.

"So if you're not allowed anything sexual while working, how do you relieve the....stress that builds up?" she asked Amber.