Out of nowhere [MF]

One pre-pandemic evening I was laying on the floor in the kitchen fixing my dishwasher. It hadn’t been draining and I was tired of having nasty water sitting in the bottom of an otherwise clean dishwasher. It also smelled. My wife was entertaining her friend Ruth in the living room and the two of them were partway through a shared bottle of wine. Their voices and laughter were steadily increasing in volume.

At some point, I’d gotten the line cleared and hit some service code to run the drain pump. When I opened it a few minutes later, it was empty! Success! I called out to my wife that it was fixed and headed over to the living room to say hi.

“… fixing stuff around the house? That’s gotta be good for some hand action,” I heard Ruth say as I entered the room. My wife laughed and said, “Maybe later,” and gave me a smile.

“I spent nearly an hour fixing the dishwasher and all you’re offering is some lousy handjob?” I retorted.

Ruth looked at my wife disapprovingly. “You didn’t tell me it was a *dishwasher*. That’s worth a blowie.”

My wife hemmed and hawed saying, “He’ll get what he gets later, if he’s lucky.”

Ruth looked at me and said, “Well, if you were at my house, you’d totally be getting your dick sucked right now.” The two of them thought this was hilarious and laughed it up. I told her to let me know next time she had something that needed fixing and left the two of them to their teasing.

…

After Ruth left, I approached my wife in the kitchen as she was cleaning up (making use of that fixed dishwasher, I might add!). “How about that BJ we were discussing earlier?”

“That wasn’t on offer from me.”

“Oh, should I call Ruth back over, then?” That got a pouty look from my wife.

“You should have hung out with us, maybe I’d have told her she could have. Maybe you could have done something for her too”

I looked at my wife with surprise—we’d only ever really talked about Vicky in that way. After considering it some more, I had to suppress a smirk when the realization hit me. I pulled my wife close and whispered in her ear.

“You *want* me to fuck her?”

She nodded.

“But there’s nothing in it for you. At least, I don’t think she’s into girls the way Vicky is. Also, isn’t Ruth married?”

“It doesn’t matter,” she said, “It’s a fantasy. Just the thought … with this …”

She slid her hand down between us and rubbed me through my jeans. I had to ask, though.

“Why her?”

Apparently some of my wife’s friends are very comfortable about sharing details of their sex lives with her. In Ruth’s case, there was a dead bedroom situation going on and my wife felt bad that Ruth hadn’t gotten fucked in ages—like the better part of a year! She relayed the story of the last time Ruth had put in the effort to seduce her husband.

“You think she’s attractive, right?” she asked.

“Not exactly the type I’d go for, but I can see it.”

“Would you go for her if you came home one day and found her on her knees, wearing lingerie, and telling you that she wants your cock in her mouth? What would you do then?”

“Ha, she might be my type after all!”

“Apparently her husband didn’t respond the same way. He went inside and played video games. She was crushed. *Crushed*. She hasn’t tried anything since.”

My wife continued, “It would just be so nice to see her confident again. And so fucking hot to think that you could do that for her.” She continued rubbing me. “It’s just fun to think ‘What if?'”

I pulled my wife close and whispered in her ear with the best throaty voice I could muster, “So Ruth, you were saying something about a reward for fixing the dishwasher?”

My wife stepped back, gave me the most adorable smirk with a wicked gleam in her eye, licked her lips, and went to her knees. She undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles along with my underwear. Seeing me already hard, she went to work, wet and aggressive with her mouth. I was getting close to the edge after a couple of minutes. My wife could obviously tell.

Continuing to act as Ruth, my wife said, “Do you think I’m hot enough for you to cum in my mouth?” I groaned and thrust my hips toward her mouth in reply. Soon enough, I was doing just that. After she’d swallowed, she thanked me for fixing the dishwasher and told me to thank my wife for sharing.

When my wife stood back up, I told her that she clearly overcompensated me and that I needed to make it right. I turned her to face away from me, reached around, undid her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles along with her obviously-wet panties. I told her to lean over the counter and got my face in there from behind. I was equally aggressive orally and used my thumb to gently rub around her asshole. She was making all sorts of delighted noises and over time, I got hard again. I stood back up behind her.

“Please,” said my wife, continuing to act the role, “I haven’t been fucked in ages.”

“I don’t see how that’s possible,” I said. “You are so fucking hot right now that it’s all I want to do.” I pushed into her from behind. I didn’t need to take it slow. She was so lubed up that I could get into it hard. I was still recovering a bit from the blowjob orgasm so I was relentless knowing that I wasn’t in danger of coming too soon. I pounded my wife and her body responded with an orgasm or perhaps two.

I was getting close again and told my wife. She stayed in character and said, “Don’t cum inside me. Too risky. Besides, I want to taste you again. Fuck my face!”

I pulled out and she got on her knees again. This time I was thrusting into her mouth with a hand on the side of her head to keep things steady. I exploded and she couldn’t contain it this time. She tried to swallow some of it, but my cum dripped steadily out of the corners of her mouth.

She kissed the tip of my cock and shooed me out of the kitchen, saying that maybe my wife could send me back over soon as there are lots of things that need fixing in an old house.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kkxhpv/out_of_nowhere_mf