Put Up or Shut Up by Z.A. Robinson

Jay put the bag of ice in the sink, and his wife Denise filled the ice bowl from it before he put it into the cooler. He grinned at her flustered look. “My, somebody looks all hot and bothered tonight.”
     
    “ When you said you were bringing a friend home with you tonight you neglected to mention he was the TV model I’ve been masturbating over for the last six months!” she said wryly.
     
    Jay bent over and kissed his wife of nine years. He pulled her to him and kissed her thoroughly and softly the way she liked it. Jay knew she was horny, all the signs were present. She had the slightly distracted look, her pouty lips were full and puffy, and her nipples were rigid to his touch as he reached inside her loose shirt. When he checked for the final sign, the crotch of her jeans, she spread her legs and he felt the wetness there as she moaned into his mouth. “Damn, you really are hot,” he said.
     
    “ I can’t believe I’m saying this Jay, but make him go…I want to fuck,” Denise begged. She ground her pussy against his hand, needing the touch.
     
    “ There’s no way I can do that honey…aside from being a client he’s an old friend from college.” Denise stared at him in amazement.
     
    “ Hey, I didn’t know he was your masturbation fantasy,” Jay told her, “we don’t talk much about that kind of thing any more.”
     
    “ Well, I’m talking now,” she said, grinding on his thigh. “When you went out to the garage to get the ice all I could think of was how I wanted to jump on him and grab his cock!” Her hand cupped his swelling cock and she felt it jump at her touch.
     
    Jay looked at his wife in amusement. “Really,” he said, “this reaction from a woman who runs back in the house to change clothes when her nipples show through her shirt?” Denise had very small breasts and she was very sensitive about them…and Jay loved them. They reacted to the slightest touch, even his hot breath could make them rise up. “Maybe you should have,” he whispered as he touched one of the sensitive nipples through her shirt.
     
    Denise shivered at his touch, and her pussy spasmed at the thought of holding Ed the way she was holding Jay now. Her fingers curled around Jay’s shaft and she kneaded the firm flesh. “It’s not nice to tease your horny wife,” she said.
     
    “ Who’s teasing?” Jay whispered back.
     
    “ Jay,” she said, backing away from him and frustration in her voice, “you know I could never do something like that!” She was close to tears. “I wish I could be more like those women in your movies, but I’m not. I’d die of embarrassment.”
     
    Jay knew she was serious, they had talked about it before, and he had even known about her attraction to Ed. He had been surprised when he had seen his old college roommate on TV he had been surprised. He had been about to mention the relationship to Denise when he had spotted all her signs as she watched Ed in the commercial. A plan began to take shape in his head. A couple of phone calls set it up, and today Ed had come by the office.
     
    What Jay had not told Denise was just how close he and Ed had been in college. The two had dated a lot of the same girls during their college years, and more than once they had dated the same girl at the same time. There had been many weekends where a date had gotten up from one dorm room bed and stumbled a few steps to the other. The men had watched each other with amusement. More than once they had shared the same woman at the same time, each doing his best to drive the girl crazy. One memorable spring break they had spent with a pair of twins…they had spent so much time in so many combinations that they had barely had time to drink or swim at the beach.
     
    Jay had taken off work early and the two had spent the afternoon catching up. He had shown Ed a picture of Denise and the intervening years had disappeared instantly, Ed responded as if they were still roommates. “Jesus Jay,