Page 2 of The Wives

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At six three a hundred and eighty pounds, coal black hair worn military style, aquamarine eyes, and dimpled cheeks I've known since my early teens that I was a heart breaker, if my mirror hadn't solidified the fact, the amount of pussy I caught from age thirteen up would've told me. Add my wealth and my winning personality and my wives had no complaints.

My women like I said earlier are all beauties; Janine is the forty DD racked MILF with strawberry blonde curls that she wears long past her shoulders because that's what I like and angel blue eyes. At five seven she has an ass that even to this day I find it hard to stay away from and her lips always makes me think of deep throating her.

Marcy is a little more slender, she's my amazon at five ten with apple sized tits that I love to mouth while I deep stroke her sweet pussy, and it is sweet. She has platinum blonde hair, pin straight that hangs halfway down her back and green eyes.

Anna is a little bit of a thing, five three in her bare feet, she is the polar opposite of her sisters, her jet black hair and amethyst eyes always make people do a double take. Of course it doesn't hurt that she has a tight, compact body with a nice round ass and a decent mouthful of tit meat.

It's five o' clock and I'm headed home, Friday means a relaxing weekend ahead and lots of play time. Marcy and I have a date with the hot tub later on tonight, she likes getting hit doggie style while the pressure jets pound her clit, she could cum for minutes on end like that. Because we didn't have any close neighbors noise wasn't really a concern for us, which is a good thing because my girls are all loud as fuck.

"Janine I'm on my way in you guys need anything? Think carefully before you answer that because I'm not coming back to the city barring emergencies this weekend."

"Well hello to you too, let me ask the others and see, or did you ask one of them already?"

I heard the slight bite in her tone; as much as she was into our lifestyle she sometimes still had a problem sharing her man. This I understood, I'm not into sharing myself, but she'd agreed to this life with me and as long as none of them got out of hand I pretty much ignored their little flare-ups. Usually a good spanking or some time spent in the chamber quelled any insubordination.

"Is there a problem?"

She didn't answer me right away, which was an answer in itself.

"Babe I don't have all day here traffic is a bitch and I'm almost to the turnoff do you have a problem?"

"Did you promise Anna the new Tiffany's bracelet?"

"Come again?"

"It's just that...."

"Did you just ask me if I promised to buy my wife something, have you lost your mind? Look I'll call Marcy or Anna and find out what we need if anything, when I get there you and I need to have a little talk." I hung up the phone, I hated dealing with these little fires but it was a necessary evil sometimes, it's only to be expected when dealing with three very different personalities. Jealousy reared its ugly head every once in a while and though I tried to be fair sometimes something might slip by me. Like this bracelet, Anna is into jewelry big time, so I try to get her a nice little trinket a couple times a month, usually she'd find something on line and tell me about it. Janine is more into fashion bags and shit like that while Marcy is my sports girl. She has a garage full of ATVs and kayaks and all that other shit she likes dragging me to at least once a month. I try to find little things that they each like and do it with them individually though we spend most of our time together as a unit.

I knew that fucking bracelet was going to be trouble; it cost quarter of a mil, no skin off my nose but Janine is a worrier; no matter how much I tell her we're set financially she still stresses over every big purchase. Marcy not so much because she has a better handle on our finances and Anna just thinks money grows on trees, but when your young hot as fuck wife clenches her ass around your cock, looks over her shoulders with those jewel toned eyes framed by wild midnight black curls and says 'please daddy can I have it?' You fucking cave.

Shit my cock got hard at the memory of it.

"Down boy it'll be a few hours yet before you see any action."


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