Looking down, the sight of The Mrs. naked and spread across my lap, swirling her tongue over the head of my cock, one hand at the base and her mouth open, then licking up and down the bottom of my shaft, was not expected on this particular night. It’s not that she hadn’t done this for a month or two – she hadn’t ever done this to me. Her tiny body was alive and soft and I’d not imagined her breasts to be as amazing as they were tonight. And by tiny, I mean 5’2″ and 105 lbs tiny. Her wild, curly brunette main fell down to her shoulders, but also blocked my view of her soft, tempting mouth and wet lips now trying to engulf the length of my dick. All of her naked beauty set off by that sultry and alluring look on her pretty face, framed by those sexy, wire-rimmed glasses.
You see, it’s not that my wife never deep-throated me, it was the fact that I’m not married and this was someone else’s wife (from now on referred to as The Mrs.) and she’d been at my place just a short time. And yes, this was the first for us since I’d only known her for a month.
How we got here ….. a month ago I was walking in my neighborhood, past a couple unloading a rental truck and moving possessions into the rental down the street. The man was slightly built and The Mrs. even smaller, and they were trying to wrestle a couple big pieces up a few steps and into the house. Seeing the trouble they had, I offered a hand for the biggest pieces. Half an hour is all it took to handle that and I was on my way after shaking hands and introductions.
Next day The Mrs. stopped over with a thank you note and gift card to Starbucks. She said they’d have taken hours to try to do what we did pretty quickly and it was a huge help to them. I asked about unpacking and settling in and the look on her face belied her words. She said her husband was working his first day at a new job in tech and the duties would mostly fall to her. And over the next few weeks, I’d see only her when I walked by their house.
A rain and windstorm hit one night and felled trees knocked out power to 1/2 our block, but my house was not affected. I was reading by a fire when my doorbell rang. Seems The Mrs.’ house was affected and she wanted to know if I’d allow her to stay someplace warm and with power. Her husband was working long hours and she did not expect him home. I invited her in and offered to take her heavy coat but she said she was too cold to give it up, so I offered a glass of wine and a seat by the fire, where we talked through one glass and into a second.
The second glass loosened her lips and she started telling me how their move was precipitated by a work-place affair her husband had with a subordinate. One consequence was termination, the second was assignment to a different division which explained the move. And while they were attempting to make things right, she said she suspected he’d struck up another relationship in their short time here, although not with a work colleague. He was working insane hours, but he wasn’t working every moment he was gone, so The Mrs. was agitated. And with two glasses of wine, she was losing her inhibitions.
I asked again if I could take her coat, to which she responded saying she no longer needed it to stay warm, but instead of handing it over to me, said “I’ll just put it over here” and walked toward the dining room table, slowly removing the coat. My jaw dropped as I first saw her back was bare skin, and as the coat was removed completely she had on only panties, a bra, nylons and low-height heels. And her body was much nicer than I’d imagined.
With that done, she walked back and said to me, “Tonight I take my dignity back!” and nestled in next to me, lifting her face to mine for a kiss. Simple as that. I lifted my jaw back into place and determined that I’d react to what was happening, and not fight the urges tugging at me. I welcomed her in my arms and swung her onto my lap. She kissed me lustily, sticking her tongue in my mouth and sucking mine out. For a woman that looked like tight like a librarian, she was letting loose with me, and in short order, she shimmied off my lap and was on her knees on the couch, tugging at the buttons on my jeans and reaching to to pull my cock out and lower her soft mouth down, taking me deeper than I’d imagine.
While she worked her magic, I pushed her nylons and panties over that petite little butt and down her legs, far enough for my left hand to reach over and start working her pussy with my fingers. Her mouth was so warm and wet, I told to suck my fingers to transfer saliva to her slit and further up to her puckered asshole. She moaned audibley and paused the blowjob to revel in the pleasures from my hand. Pushing my jeans to the floor, I pulled her over my lap, asking her to settle herself on the hard cock she’d awakened with that soft mouth.
And settle she did. Slowly and deliberately she lowered herself until I felt I was as far up inside as I could get and she then started rocking up and down. Soon my rhythm up and down mirrorred hers and as we fucked, she lifted her soft, full breasts to my my face, stuffing nipples into my mouth, first the left and then the left. Back and forth like that until her nipples were erect and distinct from her areolas. And she continued pumping up and down on me until I was close.
Concerned that I’d cum, I lifted and flipped her onto her back and used my mouth to further stretch her nipples out before kissing down to her tummy and beyond, eating her for a good five minutes to climax her. The reset was just what my cock needed and I spread her legs wide before entering her again, this time in missionary. Having just cum she took a hard fucking as I pushed her head into the arm of the couch, crunching that little spinner until it was my turn to make the O-face.
At this point, she realized how close I was and told me “not in me, not inside!” Agreeing with her I pulled my cock out and straddled her to shoot from her chest up to her lips and face, a spurt or two landing in her curly locks!
The night was our first and she used me over the next year to balance the suck that her husband was. Time enough for her to get things lined up for their divorce.
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