It was a dark and stormy night. Well, it was. My husband and I, along with our good friends, had been on the long drive back home from one of the conventions the two men sometimes attended. This had been one of those rare times that we had found a way for the wives to accompany them. It had been a great visit as we took in the sights together. We should have been able to make the trip back in one full day and most of a night’s drive, but delays in getting started and bad weather had caught up with us. We’d had supper a couple of hours earlier, but even with four drivers available, it was simply not wise to keep going.
In the middle of a long stretch of nowhere-in-particular, we had to call it quits and find a place to stay. The run-down motel was the only place in town and sure didn’t look like much, but the night clerk was friendly enough and booked us adjoining rooms. The only other cars we could see were at the far end of the place. We left the headlights on because the street lamps were out at our end of the parking lot, and we dashed back and forth from the car to the rooms through the cold rain and wind. At least it was going to be cozy. The heaters were working well once we turned them on to reduce the chill. Bedtime was going to be cozy too with only a double bed, but that was okay by me.
We’d been hearing our friends banging around next door for a while when my husband said, “Hey hon, watch this.” Turning he said to the wall in not all that loud a voice, “Hey how ’bout you and I head down to the corner store while the girls get ready for bed?” I rolled my eyes at this silliness only to hear his buddy answer clearly enough, “Sure.” With a quick kiss and a wink, my husband went out the door.
I had just gotten into bed when I saw the headlights through the curtains. Two car doors slammed and then the walls vibrated a bit as our husbands came in, then shut and chained the doors to our rooms. I pulled the covers up as the cold air that had entered with him swirled about. I had almost drifted off to sleep to the sounds of both showers running when I felt him carefully slide beneath the covers and turn off the light. Oh, his naked self was nice and warm, snuggled up against my pj’s. Tired we might have been, but he was obviously feeling frisky. One of his hands slid beneath my top, stroking my breasts and gently rolling the nipples between fingers while the other worked its way past my waistband and ran all over from butt to tummy to cleft. I gave myself over to these ministrations and simply soaked it all up.
“Why do I even bother with pj’s?” I asked.
“Beats me,” he answered as he began peeling off the bottoms. I unbuttoned the top and let it fall open, then gasped as he pulled first one, then the other, and soon both nipples into his mouth and began sucking hard.
“Mmmm,” I said quietly as he let go to come up for air.
“You know, dear, Bob and I had a talk on the way to the store. We agreed we don’t have to get up real early tomorrow,” he said.
“That’s nice,” I murmured while his hands continued to roam.
“Yes it is, and we think this will be too,” he continued.
“That’s nice,” I mumbled again.
Rolling over on top of me, he slid between my now naked legs and slipped right on into me. I next heard, “We’re pretty sure it will be. Now wake up just a little, hang on tight, and listen.” Raising his head, he spoke clearly to the wall and said, “Ready for 8:13?”
There was an immediate response from the other side. “Ready.”
I then heard both male voices say clearly and distinctly, “My companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it!” Before I knew what was happening he started in, building faster and harder. I heard the headboard from next door start hitting the wall! Ours quickly joined it. Then I heard my friend’s voice as she began saying, “OH,” and “Honey,” punctuated with gasps and thumps against the wall between each word! Through the wall, I heard her husband say more loudly now, “That’s,” -thump- “Right,” -thump- “Honey,” -thump- “Let” -thump- “Me” -thump- “Hear!” -THUMP- “IT!” -THUMP!
I just had time to feel the indescribable excitement of hearing what was happening to me happening to her, when my husband paused briefly to say, loud enough for me to hear him over our friends’ lovemaking, “You need to return the favor, dear.” Then, almost shouting as he began pounding our headboard back into the wall, he said, “Let” -thump- “Me” -thump- “Hear,” -THUMP- “IT!” -THUMP!
In no time at all, my friend and I were trading moans, squeals, and screams back and forth. The banging got louder and faster. After any particularly good sound from us, one husband’s voice or the other would shout even more loudly, “YES! YES! Let Me Hear It!” At long, long last, I joined my friend with my own long scream of pleasure. When I heard her finally come and come hard, it sent me right over the edge with her. Oh, it was amazing! What a wonderful sleep I fell into.
Guys are… well, guys, I guess. Over a late breakfast before we got on the road again, our two hubbies just grinned at each other once and chowed down. My friend and I kept stealing looks at one another and even blushing a bit. I figured she wanted to say something about it all as much as I did, even though I wasn’t sure what. It wasn’t till the next day over lunch we got to thank the Lord together for His word and giving us two men so willing to haul off and encourage us all to simply do what it said. Truly the proof and pleasure of the truths within it are found in the doing.
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