Kat and Jake were happily married. More than happily married, even. Their life was perfect.
He was the perfect guy for her. Sweet, smart, manly, charming & funny. And she was the perfect woman for him: _gorgeous_, intelligent, intellectual. When it rained she would pick up one of the thousands of books that littered their house, get in a fluffy sweater, and curl up in the bay window and drink tea and read for hours.
And their sex life was great too: passionate, sweet when they made love, rough and steamy when they were tipsy. They loved each other, and it showed. They’d do anything to make their other half happy.
One night Kat and Jake were curled up on the couch watching a movie. The action on screen was steamy: a sorority “bimbo” was acting dumb, and dressing skimpy, and the jocks around her were treating her like meat.
Despite himself, Ken grew quiet.
“Do you think women like that are hot?” asked his perfect wife. Her thick black glasses and hair in a bun making her look like the prettiest librarian in the world.
“Uh, I guess. In kind of like a fantasy way” he answered. Kat said nothing.
***
“I have a surprise for you” said Kat one night, as they walked into their apartment. They were both tipsy–it wasn’t their wedding anniversary (that was very special), but rather the anniversay of the day they first met. A day they usually celebrated getting tipsy and fucking.
“Oh yea?” said Jake.
“Yeah. Meet me in the bedroom in five.”
Ken imagined what the suprise might be. Some sexy lingerie? A new toy? A striptease? But nothing could prepare him for what he saw as he walked in the door:
His wife had transformed. Her cocktail dress had been replaced with booty shorts that said ΣΔΓ on the ass. Her chest was barely covered by a little crop top. Kat had put her hair up in a ponytail, high on her head. She’d changed her makup and had taken off her glasses.
“_Hiiii_” she said, in her best impression of a southern sororit girl with vocal fry.
She collected her breath for a second. Everything this far had been rehearsed. She had planned what to say and what to wear and it had been kinda fun to think about something that was _just_ outrageous enough to be sexy but not _so_crazy that they’d both laugh. _Ok, here it goes_ she thought.
“Is it true coach?” she added, lips pouting, jutting her tits out and getting on her tip toes. “The Dean really said that if I blow you we’re going to win the championship?”
_Omg, I can’t belive I just said that_ thought Kat. She was really nervous. Would Jake laught?
“jesus fuck”. Sid Jake, totally breathless, his mind reeling. “Uhhh…”
Kat’s heart was pounding in her chest. So far so good? But also… scary? They had roleplayed before but this felt…different. She had one last line rehearsed:
“Here sweetie, let me help you” said Kat. She dropped oto her knees in the middle of the room and smiled at her husband. “I mean, I’ve sucked a lotta dick this year and the team isn’t doing well, but if you say so….” her voice was high pitched and she sounded….legitimatly dumb.
Ken moved on autopilot. He had never been this turned on in his life. He walked over to her and just dropped his pants and Kat opened her lips and took his dick in her mouth and started to bob her head up and down on it.
Kat was _really_ good at blowjobs. She was a pleaser, and she was smart. She knew tricks for how to spiral her head and her tongue and her hands, and she knew how to _milk_ her husband’s dick.
But that’s not what she did now. She just bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. No artistry, no skill. Like a little dumb bimbo that…was used to being used.
_god_ thought Jake. _this is fucking incredible_
And Kat…kat was turned on too. She had been nervous about the outfit. Well, not _nervous_, more like… embarassed. But it seemed fun and lighthearted so why not. The shorts had been like 12 bucks anyway.
Except that she was getting into it. The way her husband looked at her, on her knees…he’d never looked at her in _quite_ that way before. Like she’d found something deep inside him that he craved more than anything else.
And she was finding the roleplay liberating. She was getting into the character, feeling it take over her. Her mind was growing blank, the movement of her head driven by the disbelieving grunts of her husband. _fuck it_ she thought.
She moved her head off Jake’s dick and looked up at him. She let the character take over…
“you can cum on my face if you want. All the other boys do.”
“UNGHHHHH” said Jake. His eyes were so wide he looked scared. He stroked his cock furiously, faster than he’d ever stroked before, and seeing him act that way was giving Kat the biggest ego boost she’d ever felt in her entire life.
She stuck her tongue out. “Aaaaaaaaah”
Jake grunted and just…spilled. His cock twitched and rope after rope of cum were flung from it and coated the face of this gorgeous woman who was his wife but didn’t look like her. She looked like a little bimbo. Like a little slut. Like….like his deepest fantasy.
***
After Jake came, Kat got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Her mind was reeling. _What the fuck just happened_ she thought. That had been…. so much more intense than she could have imagined. And so much more…personal. Like she’d found a secret part of her husband, and a secret part of _her_.
Their bedroom was quiet with tension when she came back. Jake was already laying on the bed, a worried look on his face.
“That was…intense” she said, and layed next to him.
“Mhmmm” he answered.
“Babe, are you ok?” she said, putting her head on his shoulder.
“Yeah, that was just…crazy”
There was silence for a bit.
“So you liked it?” said Kat. Even though she knew the answer.
“Yeah”
“..we should do it again sometime, then” she said.
They didn’t say anything to each other. The room was quiet for minutes. Then at some point they fell asleep.
***
_Thanks for reading this far! Let me know if you enjoyed the story! I love all the characters I write about, and I’m always interested in discussing them and getting ideas for sequels. Let me know/hmu if you like them too!_
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