I did not plan on writing this story, but the more I contemplated it, the more I wanted to share with other women and let them know that they are not alone. My story is about me and the two lives that I live. One is the life my parents, my husband, and even my best friends think that I live. The other is the very private dark side that only one man knows.
I married my husband right out of college. I got a law degree and got a job with a large corporation doing contract work. My husband is an accountant who got a job working in the accounting department of a large department store in town. Most of our friends consider us the perfect little suburban couple. We go to church every Sunday, and we are both active with our friends and other social groups. David, my husband, loves to play golf, and he and his buddies are out on the course every Saturday morning. I am a tennis nut and belong to a couple of leagues in our neighborhood. Every weekend we gather at either our house or that of one of our friends for a cookout and drinks. We enjoy our life together.
I consider myself to be a sensual person who enjoys feeling sexy. David and I both are athletic and take care of selves. We are in the gym three or four times a week, and I love to run. While I am required to dress professionally at work, underneath that business exterior is a mischievous little girl who does her best to keep Victoria’s Secret in business. I like to feel sexy and have to be careful to make sure that my skirt is long enough to hide the garters that hold my stockings in place. There is always lace and sheer fabric, and I love to wear a silk camisole beneath my jacket that reminds everyone that I am a woman.
David’s and my sex life is good; it was especially good in the early years of our marriage. I like taking care of him and want him to be satisfied. I am pretty aggressive in bed and will fight to get what I want. I like go to bed wearing some sexy little something that I know will stir the beast between his legs. David loves for me to suck his cock, and I have over time developed into what I consider to be a talented lover when it comes to pleasuring him orally . I love to rub up next to him and let my fingers walk down his body till I take hold of his package. I usually start stroking till he is all good and hard then I start kissing my way down his chest and stomach. Every girl knows that there is power in sucking cock, and I love to see him squirm. I like to tease him for several minutes until he is moaning and begging. At that point, I usually slide off my panties and climb on top of him. I will ride him hard till either he fills me with his sticky goo or I have one of my sweet orgasms that makes me buck like a wild horse on top of his pole. Either way, I make sure that we are both satisfied in the end. If he cums first, I will lean over him while he is still inside me and let him suck my nipples while I reach down and rub my clit. If I finish first, I climb off of him and take him in my mouth till he shoots his load. He loves to watch me as I swallow the good stuff and lick his cock clean. I will lean over him while he is still inside me and let him suck my nipples while I reach down and rub my clit. If I finish first, I climb off of him and take him in my mouth till he shoots his load. He loves to watch me as I swallow the good stuff and lick his cock clean. I will lean over him while he is still inside me and let him suck my nipples while I reach down and rub my clit. If I finish first, I climb off of him and take him in my mouth till he shoots his load. He loves to watch me as I swallow the good stuff and lick his cock clean.
The dynamics in our relationship began to slowly change after a few years of marriage. I began to move up the corporate ladder at work and eventually became lead attorney for the contract division. The new position resulted in a substantial salary increase, but it also required that I travel more. Whenever my company is in negotiations, I meet with the other company’s attorneys to ensure that we are fairly represented and that no local or state laws are violated. All of this means that it is not unusual for me to have to travel two or three times a month for a couple of nights each trip.
My husband’s career was not progressing as fast as mine, and he seemed to be in a professional rut. He got annual raises and sometimes a bonus, but he did not get the promotions that I was getting. My salary has always been more than his , but with the promotions, it became substantially more. There was a power shift in our house. Whenever there were decisions that had to be made, he would depend on me to make them. He began coming to me to ask permission to buy things . His role began to become more of a caretaker around the house. He started to do most of the cooking and laundry while I became responsible for the finances and major decisions. This shift in power also carried over into our bedroom. While we have always tried to take care of each other as well as satisfy our own sexual needs, he was no longer aggressive in the bedroom. If he wanted sex, he would either hint or meekly ask me for it. If I wanted it, I took it from him. I still love my husband and want to have a happy marriage, but sometimes a woman wants to be swept off her feet and made to feel that she is desirable. While on the outside our marriage looked perfect, I knew that something was missing.
As I mentioned earlier, my job requires that I travel, and I often accompany the Director of Sales. While we are together on many of these trips, at work, we rarely see each other. Our offices are on different floors and on the opposite side of the building. Most of our contact is made either on the phone or via emails. Jack, the Director of Sales, is a happily married man with two children. He is a handsome man with a quick smile and an athletic build that reminds me of a NFL linebacker. He is one of the few African Americans in management, and he commands respect.
Two years ago, my company was in the process of acquiring a smaller company based in Chicago. We were in the final stages of negotiations, so Jack and I were told to fly up. Knowing that I was going to be gone for a few days , I called David from the office and told him to be home early. He had made dinner and washed the dishes when we were finished. While he was in the kitchen, I slipped upstairs to the bedroom and put on a red lace babydoll that I knew he would enjoy. I called down to the kitchen, “Baby, why don’t you come up to the bedroom? I have a prize for you tonight.” I heard him running up the stairs.
My sweet little husband looked like a kid in a candy store as he stood in the doorway and stared at me lying on the bed. I did a slow crawl across the bed, deliberately flashing him as I slid to the other side. “Oh boy ,” he said, “I was hoping you would let me have sex tonight.” He left a trail of clothes from the door to the bed as he hurriedly undressed. He jumped in bed and pulled me closely. I tried to prolong things and I attempted to kiss him, but he quickly wrapped one arm around me and rubbed and squeezed my breasts with the other. I nibbled on his neck as he said, “I love the way you feel. You make me so hard. Is it, well , uh, okay if we uh…?” I looked and him and said, “Of course baby, I want you. This is my little present to you so that you will think of me while I am gone.” Without any hesitation, he pushed my legs apart and climbed on top of me. I held on to him as began immediately pushing in and out of me. Trying to cope, I feigned a moan of pleasure to encourage him. Three minutes later I heard , “Oh no , oh no, oh no, I don’t think that I can….” I felt him empty his load inside me. He collapsed on top of me and muttered something unintelligible. A minute later he was asleep . When he started snoring, I pushed him off of me. I looked over at him and said, “Well baby, at least you enjoyed it.” He collapsed on top of me and muttered something unintelligible. A minute later he was asleep. When he started snoring, I pushed him off of me. I looked over at him and said, “Well baby, at least you enjoyed it.” He collapsed on top of me and muttered something unintelligible. A minute later he was asleep. When he started snoring, I pushed him off of me. I looked over at him and said, “Well baby, at least you enjoyed it.”