My wife, Julie, likes to take classes, lots of classes; some at the local community college, some on-line, some at the nearby university. She has two degrees and I’m certain will earn more. What can I say? She likes school.
Anyway, sometimes there are definite benefits; like the time she took a “Human Sexuality” course from the Psychology department at the local university. The class met on two evenings per week and Julie would be so horny when she got home that she would practically attack me. Sometimes we made it up to the bedroom, often not.
I think the best was when the class viewed a film about male ejaculation. Nothing, and I mean nothing, turns Julie on like observing big ropes of sperm shooting out of a penis. (I remember one time soon after we were married, she wanted to watch me masturbate. I obliged and when the jets of cum spurted from my dick I thought she was going to go crazy. She wanted to fuck so badly, but my flaccid cock was spent and would not cooperate. She then huffed off to the bedroom to finish with her vibrator.) I was right there when she came in the front door after seeing the ejaculation film, she just dropped all her clothes on the floor in front of the door, knelt in front of me, whipped out my cock, and gave me a blow job of such intensity that I erupted in less than a minute. Damn! That meant she was off to the bedroom and the vibrator.