Claire Castillo

The anal wife

CHAPTER ONE

GOODTIME CHARLEY

"I think it's something we have to try," said Charley Bunkers. "We've been married a while now and I think we could use a little experimenting."

Susan winced at the idea. She put down her cup of coffee and inspected her husband's face to see how serious he was. His broad shoulders and hairy chest caught her eye. She looked at his curly dark hair and his dark eyes. He was smiling.

"Charley," she said, brushing back her own blonde mane, "just because we've been together for a year or two doesn't mean we have to go and start experimenting like that. I really don't see the purpose." She pulled her blue terry cloth robe close around her big tanned titties. Only the creamy tops remained in view. "Seriously," she continued, still put off by the thought, "I don't think it would be good." She was worried about her little hole, but she also wondered what it would feel like. Her husband's big prong, she figured, would probably destroy her if he used it in the manner he was suggesting. "And besides," she said, "there are health reasons, too."

"Nonsense," said Charley, "we can take care of that. Doc told me all about it. No problem at all."

She blushed at the thought of her husband having asked another man, even the family physician, about such intimate and sexual details. "You know," she said, "I don't think it's right, your going around and asking people like that." Her blue eyes flashed at him.

"Don't be silly," said Charley, scratching his arm and not really looking at Susan. "Doc wouldn't tell a soul." He stood up. "I'm gonna shower and get ready for Dave and Gloria." He came over to Susan's side of the table and leaned over her. "Gimmee a feel," he said, reaching into her robe and palming her two big titties. "What a pair of knockers," he whispered. "I love em."

"Don't call em knockers," she moaned, pulling away. "It's not nice, Charley."