Blown Away

That evening he shared his 'success' with Kayleigh.

"Do you want to see a pic of your first...surrogate?" he asked after explaining how things gad gone.

"I don't know? Do I?" she asked tentatively.

"He's very good looking," Kyle assured her.

Kayleigh made a bit of a face and said, "Okay?" as she squinted while waiting for Kyle to show her the first of several pics he'd taken.

"What do you think?" he asked after she took his phone to get a better look.

"He's not in your league, but he is very attractive," she told him.

"But he's...good enough, right?" he asked hoping to hear an affirmative response.

"Um...well, in terms of just looks—-yes. He's more than adequate," she replied.

"He's a very nice guy, too. Polite, well-spoken. I think he'll be okay in pretty much every category."

He could see concern on Kayleigh's face so he asked what was wrong.

"I can't help but wonder if he's a...you know, a...minuteman."

Kyle got it immediately. If he came too quickly, it would defeat the entire purpose.

"I guess um...time will tell?"

This attempt at humor was better received as Kayleigh laughed nervously.

"So...when are you thinking about doing this?" she asked hiding her nervousness well.

"That depends. Do you want time to let the anticipation build or would waiting make it worse?" he asked.

"Hmmm. Good question. I guess I'd like to get it over with as soon as possible."

Kayleigh realized how that sounded and said, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that, sweetheart. I know you were very careful selecting this guy so..."

"It's okay. I get it. And I think I'd prefer sooner rather than later, too. How about Saturday night?"

"Wow. As in the day after tomorrow?" she asked rhetorically.

"Uh-huh. I'll get us a room at a really nice hotel and we can meet around...what? Maybe 8 o'clock for a drink in the lobby. If you don't like the guy, that's it. If you do, then we can go upstairs and, see how it goes."

Kyle then added, "Obviously, you can call it off at any time for any reason. No questions asked."

The unspoken tension in the house on Saturday was unbelievably thick. Kayleigh finally broke it by asking her husband a question around noon.

"I know you're doing this for me, but if there's anything I can do to make it easier for you, please let me know, okay?"

"I'm not sure I know what you mean, honey," he told her.

"You know, can I wear something for you or...I don't know. Is there anything, anything at all I could do to make this more enjoyable for you?" she asked hopefully.

"Oh, okay. I get it. Um...no, not really. I just want you to try and let go and really enjoy this yourself. Please try your best not to worry about me because I want you to do this. Okay?"

Kayleigh wanted to believe her husband, but she couldn't help but think it had to be tearing him up inside. She was quite sure she'd feel the same way if the roles were reversed, and yet she knew Kyle was right. Her love for him was very strong, but her need for sex was equally strong, and she couldn't possibly live the rest of her life without it. Whether or not she could enjoy it was another matter altogether.

"I'll try, honey," she assure him. "But I'm going to be looking to you—literally—for support a lot. If you hate it, I don't think I'll be able to go through with it."

Kyle steeled himself and said with the most convincing smile he could muster, "I won't be hate it. In fact, watching my beautiful wife having sex sounds like the hottest thing ever."

Kayleigh was looking for any telltale hint of deception and couldn't see it. Even so, she was convinced this had to be the hardest thing he'd ever had to do.

"Okay, then I'm gonna go get my hair and nails done and then I'll try and decide what to wear. I'm thinking about that white dress."

"Good call," Kyle told her. "Or you might want to show off those gorgeous boobs of yours."

"Hmmm. The thin white sweater with the black skirt?"

"You'll look great in anything, baby," he told her truthfully. "The dress might come off a little easier, though so it's a tough call."

She knew he was trying to be supportive and was moved to the point of tears.

"I love you so much," she fighting back the tears and needing to be held.

"You, too," he said as he held her close. "Now run along. We don't want to be late."

Two hours later, Kayleigh walked back in looking better than Kyle could ever remember.

"Wow!" was he said.

"Yeah, wow," she said without enthusiasm. "Does that mean I look—fuckable?"

"That means you look...amazing, honey," he told her.

"Well, thank you for saying that. It really does help," she said. "I guess I'll go slip into something that does make me look fuckable."

Kayleigh had also had her makeup done, and between that and her gorgeous-looking hair, Kyle almost thought he felt a once-familiar stirring somewhere down south. He dismissed it when he heard his wife call out to him.

"Do you really think the sweater is okay?" she asked holding it up against her now-naked body.

It was very dressy and extremely thin leaving nothing to the imagination. With a sheer white bra, it would be borderline pornographic as her nipples would be easily visible.

"With a lacy bra this should be nice, don't you think?"

Kyle smiled at her and said, "I think it would look incredible with a sheer bra."

"Maybe at home, but my nip..."

She saw the way her husband was looking at her and said, "Hmmm. You know what? You may just be right. It would look very nice with a sheer bra."

Together with a black, high-waisted skirt that fell about four inches above her knee, the long-sleeved white sweater with the slightly-cropped look went perfectly together and was sexy as hell.

"Pumps or ankle straps?" she asked as she inserted a pair of dangling silver earrings.

"Easy call. The shoes have to stay on so...no pumps."

"Now how did I know you'd say that?" she teased as she turned to let him put a silver necklace on while she gently raised her long, beautiful hair.

"Am I that predictable?" he said quietly in her ear.

The smell of her perfume and the silkiness of her hair were intoxicating, and this time he was almost certain he felt something where he'd felt absolutely nothing for months.

Kayleigh turned around and as she put her arms around her husband she told him, "I'd give anything to have you be the one making love to me rather than just getting fucked by some stranger."

The sadness in her eyes forced him to say something to lighten the mood.

"But he's a very good-looking stranger. Don't forget that," he said trying to be funny.

Kayleigh could see in his eyes something was going on.

"Do you mind if I try something real quick?" he asked without waiting for an answer.

Kyle unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. His underwear immediately followed.

"What are you doing?" Kayleigh asked hoping against hope.

"Experimenting?" he replied. "Just stand there for me and let me try something."

"O-kaaaay," she said as her husband began stroking his flaccid cock.

"Need some help?" she asked playfully.

"No, thanks. Just look at me with your best 'come fuck me' look, okay?" he said hoping against hope that feeling might return.

"Kyle, are you...is there any..."

"Shhh. Let me concentrate, okay?"

Kayleigh stopped talking and found herself getting very wet very quickly. She smiled seductively and hoped and prayed, but the huge snake in his hand refused to be charmed.

Kyle abruptly stopped and said, "Nope. I thought I felt something a few minutes ago, but...false alarm."

"Oh, my God. I am so horny right now," she said without thinking.

"Oh, shit. I didn't think about you, sweetie," Kyle said felling terrible.

"No, it's okay. If there was any chance, no matter how remote, you had to try," she assured him. She sat on the bed next to him and asked if he'd like her to try.

Kyle shook his head and told her, "That's okay. But maybe you can use that image to kind of stoke the fires later on."

"Oh, you better believe I will," she told him.

Fifteen minutes later it was time to go.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yes and no," Kayleigh said as she took his hand.

"I got your motor all revved up and left you with nowhere to go. But I know a guy who can take care of that for us," he said still trying to keep things light.

Kayleigh saw his brave smile and just smiled back as they headed outside and into the car. They drove in silence the entire way knowing there was really nothing more to say as it was either this or the end of their marriage—which it could very well be anyway.

Kyle broke the silence as they entered the lobby of the nicest hotel in Olympia, the capitol of Washington state.

"You doing okay?" he asked.

"Other then feeling like I'm going to throw up? Sure," she replied.

Before she took two more steps, she grabbed Kyle's arm and said, "Oh, my God. That's him, isn't it? Over there by the bar."

The tall, blond-haired guy sitting there was even better-looking in person than in his photos. He turned to look over his shoulder at the same time and made eye contact with Kyle first but quickly saw Kayleigh and did a double take before standing up.

"Good to see you again, Rob," Kyle said shaking his hand.

"You too," Rob replied trying not to stare at the phenomenally sexy-looking woman with Kyle.

"So...honey, this is Rob. Rob, this is my wife, Kayleigh. And as we agreed it's first names only, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. Of course," Rob said smiling at Kayleigh as she extended her hand.

"I uh, I don't want to say the wrong thing, but I've never...you know...so please forgive me if I do, but you are just..."

"Stunningly gorgeous?" Kyle offered.

"And then some," Rob said grateful for the help.

"Thank you, and we've never, you know...either...so we're all learning as we go so don't worry about the little things too much, okay?" Kayleigh said before adding, "I'm one to talk considering I'm so nervous I think I might lose it."

"Why don't we sit down and have a drink and try see if we can break the ice," Kyle suggested.

"Yeah, sure. Good idea. And it's on me," Rob said as he asked what they'd like.

"Honey?" Kyle asked.

"Um...vodka rocks?" she said knowing she needed something stronger than white wine.

"Diet Coke for me," Kyle said knowing he wanted an absolutely clear head.

"Not to be overly formal, but we should discuss some ground rules," Kyle began. "First thing is our identities remain anonymous."

"Agreed," Rob said trying not to stare at Kayleigh's amazing rack.

"Second, Kayleigh has the final say-so on everything. If she's okay with something, so am I. But if she says 'no' or 'stop' at any point..."

"Absolutely understood," Rob assured them.

"So avoiding work or anything that might give hints about the other person, let's see if we can get better acquainted," Kyle suggested.

It was no small task trying to avoid the many landmines involving off-limits topics laying around, but the three of them managed to get reasonably comfortable before their glasses were empty.

"Do you want another, honey?" Kyle asked.

"Maybe one more," she told him. "I'm not shaking anymore, and another might actually help me relax."

Rob declined knowing he wanted both of his 'heads' to function perfectly well.

Kayleigh did a 'bottoms up' and shotgunned the drink in one gulp followed by a quick shiver and her saying, "Okay. I think I'm as ready as I'm probably going to get."

Again, no one spoke as they rode the elevator to the fifth floor then walked down the hallway to room 5014. Kyle unlocked the door and let both Kayleigh and Rob in ahead of him.

"Nice," Rob said as he looked around.

"This is very nice, honey," Kayleigh said as she took his hand.

The three of them stood there not sure what to do so Kyle said, "How about the two of you...if you're ready, honey...move over to the settee right there and try something simple like sitting next to each other. Then maybe try holding hands or maybe hugging one another for as long as you need to. Nothing else until you're both ready. Just try and relax and get comfortable with one another."

"I didn't eat anything and that second drink is really doing the trick so yes, I think I can manage that now," Kayleigh said.

She smiled then said, "Well, maybe."

Kyle took her hands and told her he'd be right there the entire time.

"Please, please try and relax, baby. I honestly want you to have an amazing time," he told her.

"Remember, this is just sex," he said reminding her what they were doing.

"And I love you," he told her.

"I love you, too," she said almost wistfully. She kissed him softly then slowly moved away.

Rob was already seated as Kayleigh sat next to him.

"You okay?" he asked her sincerely.

"I...I think so," she said trying to muster up a smile.

"Let me know when you're ready and we'll go at your speed, okay?" he told her.

"Thank you for saying that and, yes, I think I'm ready to maybe try a hug."

There was an awkward moment as they reached out to hug one another when their arms both went up and then down together.

"Oops!" Kayleigh said laughing nervously. "You go ahead first."

Rob put his arms under hers then Kayleigh put hers around Rob's neck.

"Okay, so try just sitting there and hold one another until Kayleigh is ready to move on," Kyle said as he found himself somewhat fascinated by the scene unfolding in front of him.

Less than 30 seconds passed and no one had moved.

"I also wanted to mention, you both need to feel free to say anything you want. This won't work if you can't communicate. My wife is beautiful and it's okay to tell her that and honey, I'm fine with you telling Rob he's attractive to you or...well, anything else."

Rob finally said, "Your husband is right, you know? You really are beautiful. Gorgeous, in fact."

"Thank you," Kayleigh said without moving.

"Maybe put your hand on the back of each other's head and try stroking their hair," Kyle suggested thinking this was going nowhere fast.

Rob immediately did so and gently stroked Kayleigh's long, silky hair. Several moments later, Kyle saw his wife do the same thing. Initially, it just sat there motionless, but then she began to slowly run her fingers through his hair, too.

Rob nuzzled closer and kissed her cheek then her neck which Kayleigh offered to him by tilting her head away as she continued to run her hand through his thick hair.

"That feels nice," she said breaking her silence.

Several seconds later, she slowly pulled her head back indicating she wanted to be kissed. Rob stared at her then said, "You are so beautiful," before leaning in and kissing her.

Kayleigh accepted his kiss, tentatively at first and then, suddenly, passionately. It was as if a dam had burst and all of her pent-up passions came pouring out at once as lips pressed together and tongues swirled.

Kayleigh moaned loudly as Rob softly squeezed her breast, first through the soft material and then by reaching up and underneath it.

"Yessss..." she cried softly as he rolled her nipples between his thumb and index finger.

He raised the sweater up, unhooked her bra in front, pushed her back, then took an erect nipple in his mouth and sucked hard while rolling his tongue on the hard, darker flesh as Kayleigh gasped and sighed with pleasure.

She glanced over at her husband who smiled approvingly then nodded.

"Bite her nipples, bro," Kyle said.

Rob looked up at him like he was crazy so Kyle said, "I'm not kidding. Bite them. And the harder the better."

He shrugged then did just that and Kayleigh shrieked with pleasure. After doing that to both of her hard nipples several times each, that was all the encouragement Kayleigh needed as she quickly shed her skirt and panties while helping Rob undress.

Kyle watched with what was initially a kind of morbid fascination as his wife knelt between this other man's legs and began stroking and caressing thick, hard cock before taking it into her warm, wet mouth. Kyle knew exactly what Rob was feeling as he thought about his beautiful wife having done this very thing to him countless times.

He was so focused on how beautiful she was and the way a blow job had always 'done it' for him that he thought for the briefest of moments that his brain had actually connected with that part of his body that no longer responded to such thoughts. He dismissed it yet again as he heard Rob moan when just before they essentially switched places.

Kayleigh climbed on the bed, rolled over on her back and took his cock in her mouth while Rob stood there at the foot of the bed slowly feeding it to her until it was buried to the hilt. Kayleigh had opened her throat completely and was holding him there as long as she could. That had been Kyle's favorite of all the things they did together.

He loved looking down at his gorgeous wife as she deep throated her lover over and over until he was on the verge of coming.

Just as he heard his wife gag letting Rob know to pull out, this time the signal was unmistakable. Kyle felt his cock actually stir for the first time since the IED blast. It wasn't much, but there had been absolutely nothing in all that time until this very moment.

"Mmmm...fuck me!" Kayleigh said after several more goes at deep throating her lover.

It was rare for her to not want oral performed on her, too. Refusing it meant she was on excitement overload and would be able to cum without clitoral stimulation. She'd been deprived for so long that Kyle knew she was ready right now, and in just moments she would be screaming as her body shook and trembled shortly after he entered her.

Rob quickly rolled on a condom and just as Kyle predicted, by the time he entered her completely, Kayleigh let go.

"Jesus...FUCK!! Yessss!! Oh, GOD!! Fuck me!! Yesssss!!" she screamed as he hammered her pussy.

By the time Kayleigh had finished her first real orgasm in months, Kyle realized he was nearly hard himself. It faded quickly after his wife came, but he had definitely gotten a reasonably hard erection and wasn't sure what to make of it.

Kayleigh barely looked at him as her lover kissed her goodbye before going to take a shower.

After he left, she finally said, "So?"

Kyle went over and laid down beside her and said, "That was the hottest thing ever!" actually believing what he'd said, at least in part.

"Really? You don't hate me?" she asked the concern in her voice palpable.

"Hate you? Are you kidding? Honey, I love you. I love you more than ever. That was not only hot, it took a lot of courage, so no, I most definitely do not hate you," he assured her.

"How did I ever get so lucky to have such a wonderful man as my husband?" she said as she curled up with him before taking a shower herself a few minutes later.

Almost nothing was said about what had happened for well over a week. Kyle knew his wife had to be more than ready for another 'go' so he asked her that night if she was.

"Are you really, really sure you're okay with this?" she asked pleading for the truth.

"More than okay," he told her. "In fact, I can't wait.

The fact was, he couldn't wait. The fact was, he'd gotten fairly hard again one morning in the shower as he stood there picturing his wife making love with another man. No, it wasn't 'lovemaking', she was getting fucked, and there was a world of difference between the two, and watching her getting fucked was the biggest turn on he could ever remember.

That event forced himself to confront another fact—that he had enjoyed watching her get fucked immensely. In fact, he had to admit he'd enjoyed watching her with another man as much as he'd enjoyed making love to her himself. It was too early to tell, but he couldn't help but wonder if he might not enjoy watching her even more.