“So the waiter gets excited seeing something that is only your husband’s. Duncan knows that you’re his. He knows you aren’t going to leave him. Imagine that you like knowing that the waiter can see you. Imagine that it’s turning you on, getting your pussy wet knowing that your husband can see someone staring at you with lust in his eyes, wanting to take what’s not his, but not getting to.”
Kelly was chewing her lip nervously then.
“Tell me that your husband’s cock wouldn’t be rock hard at that moment.”
Kelly shook her head. “I don’t know, Marie. I wouldn’t ever dream of doing that to him.”
“Sweetie, you wouldn’t be doing it to him, you’d be doing it for him.”
Kelly shook her head and glanced down at her watch. “We’d better get back.”
Marie nodded and started the car, pulling out into traffic. “I need you to do me a favor,” she said.
“Okay,” Kelly said, glad for the conversation to change to something other than sex.
“I’ll text you when I go in to give Mr. Deekins his blowjob, and when I do, Ed asked me to tell you to go and knock on Bob’s office and peek in. I’ll hand you a file that needs his signature beforehand and all you have to do is come in and put it on his desk.”
Kelly shook her head. “Marie, you aren’t going to rope me into your sex games. Just keep me out of it.”
Marie pouted at that but left it alone. “Could I at least have a picture of his giant cock so I can imagine that it’s his I’m sucking on?”
Kelly looked at her with her mouth open. “Marie Sanderson, I’m not going to let you get off to my husband’s cock!”
She embarrassed herself when she said cock, however, and blushed.
Marie pouted again. “I guess I’ll just have to imagine that big sucker.”
The rest of the day, Kelly was busy with work. She noticed Marie stand then and wink at her as she went into the office and closed the large wooden door behind her, she didn’t see her walk past the window, so she must have dropped to her knees.
Kelly blushed for her then. “Little tramp,” she whispered to no one, and focused on her work.
“Oh, by the way, Mark gave me this the other day,” Duncan said as he prepared dinner for the two of them later that evening. He tossed the piece of paper at her.
“Who’s April?” she asked, going through the mail.
“She’s that waitress that the guys were bugging the other night. After I left, Mark said she pretended to get all sad and gave him her number, and said to give it to me. He said he told her that I wouldn’t call.”
Kelly giggled and went and pinned it to the cork board where they put all the other phone numbers the two of them were given.
He smiled and turned back to the stove. “So how’s Marie?” he asked.
Kelly smiled as he turned to look at her. “She’s fine.”
Her cellphone buzzed then and she picked it up, glancing at it.
“I let Bob come in my mouth,” it said. “Did you tell your husband I’m such a naughty girl?”
Kelly texted her back, “Nope,” and put her phone down.
“Did she give you any more pointers?” he asked, turning and looking at her.
She grinned and stood then. “Would you like to see?” she asked, dropping to her knees and reaching for his zipper.
He smiled and pulled her up. “I don’t want to burn the food,” he said.
She raised an eyebrow. “My husband is passing up a blowjob for supper?”
He turned and looked at her curiously for a second. “You’re right, forget supper.” He turned and unzipped his pants and fished around for his dick.
“No, no, you’re right, we shouldn’t burn supper,” she said, turning away.
He smiled and grabbed her by the arm, feigning being angry. “Now now, you can’t offer that and not follow through.”
She grinned as he spun her around. “Oh really?”
He chuckled and released her arm, kissing her on the nose.
She smiled and stood on her tiptoes to get a real kiss.
He turned back and finished cooking.
Her phone buzzed again and Duncan leaned over and grabbed it from the counter. “Here,” he said, sliding it over to her.
Kelly glanced at it and rolled her eyes. “Marie…” she said.
“What?” Duncan asked, suddenly curious.
She shook her head. “She’s just… not who I thought she was.” She could feel him looking at her.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
She nodded. She glanced down at the text. “You can tell your husband about what you caught me doing last night,” it said.
She sighed. “Well, I caught Marie doing something yesterday.”
“Oh yeah?” he replied.
“Yep. I forgot my keys and had to go all the way back up to my desk. I saw her giving her boss oral sex.”
*****
Duncan had been taking a swig of beer when he’d heard what his wife said. He sprayed a fine mist all over the stove, causing her to erupt into giggles. He turned then, wide-eyed.
“She was what?”
“She was giving Bob Deekins a blowjob. Then he bent her over the desk and was going to town on her.”
“Oh my God, babe, what did you do?” he asked.
She shrugged. “I met her out at her car and she proceeded to explain. Apparently we don’t know our friends as well as we think we do.”
He was stunned. He didn’t think Marie would do that to Ed. “Oh my God, poor Ed. He’s going to be crushed.”
Kelly shook her head. “I doubt that. Apparently it’s a thing they have arranged. She called it an open marriage.”
He’d heard of the concept before, but had never known anyone that actually practiced it. “I’ve heard of that, but I’ve never known anyone like that.”
“Well now you do,” Kelly said, helping him set the table.
Duncan was just as shocked as Kelly had been. He began asking her questions, and Kelly answered as best as she could.
“So he likes to know about what she’s doing?”
“She said he loves it.”
“When did this all happen? What’s the most people she’s been with? Why?”
The last question caught her by surprise. “I guess because it spiced up their sex life. She said they have sex nearly every day. Her boss gets to have her any time he wants her.”
“But what if…” he started.
“Baby,” Kelly said finally. “Just ask them tomorrow at lunch.”
“We’re still going to have them over?” he asked.
“Well I thought so, we’ve been having lunch most Saturdays for years with them.”
He nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m being a jerk.”
She shook her head. “It’s okay, baby, it took me a day or so to wrap my brain around it, too.”
He pushed back from the table then and headed to their bedroom as she started to load the dishes. He still couldn’t believe what Kelly had just told him. He’d always known that Marie was a freaky woman just from the way Ed and he talked when the women were chatting. He couldn’t have imagined that they’d been that kinky all this time.
Kelly came to find him a little later and he was absentmindedly flipping through the channels. She took the remote from him and clicked it off and dropped to her knees in front of him.
“I figured I might get some practice in before bed,” she said, looking demurely up at him as she fished for his dick.
He smiled at her and lifted his butt up off the couch letting her pull his pants down and eventually off. She took his dick in her hand and gently jerked it up and down, looking up at him with love in her eyes. She bit her lip gently as he peered down at her.
“Take your shirt off?” he asked her.
She smiled. “I don’t know. Should I?”
He shrugged.
“Tell me to take it off,” she whispered, winking at him.
He smiled, his erection growing stiffer. “Take your shirt off, please.”
She smirked at him. “Please?”
He smiled down at her. “Take your shirt off, now?”
She giggled and began pulling at the bottom edge of her t shirt, pulling it up and off and letting her ample breasts free.
She smiled as she felt him get larger in her hands, his eyes roaming over her body. “These are your breasts, baby. You can play with them any time you like,” she whispered.
She must be really turned on, he figured. She was never this vocal or aggressive. She leaned forward then and he saw her open her mouth and then close it around the tip of his penis. She was careful to wrap her lips around her teeth and then gently sucked. He closed his eyes as he grew to his full length in her mouth. She squealed softly as he did so, filling her mouth. She sucked gently as he sat there. He glanced down at her again and sighed in pleasure as she looked up at him. He relaxed as she began to suck him, her red hair bouncing in sexy ponytails as she knelt in front of him. She sucked him for a few minutes before she had to stop, her jaw getting sore. She stood then and began to head back to their room but he reached for her hand and pulled her back. Reaching down, he pulled the bottom of her underwear away from her pussy and pulled her back down to him.
“Oh fuck, baby,” she moaned as he penetrated her, sliding his cock deep into her and past her constricting underwear. She began to convulse in an orgasm almost immediately.
He didn’t last much longer than her. She bounced on him gently a few times, his cock sliding slowly in and out of her while she nibbled at her lip and let him suck on a nipple. He began to come then, and shot deeply into her, pulling her down hard on his lap. His cock felt harder than it ever had before then as it continued to spasm deep into her.
She kept grinding into him as he did so, his cock pulsing again and again into her. Finally she collapsed on top of him, exhausted and spent.
“God, that was good,” he said, groaning as she slid her thoroughly fucked pussy off of his diminished manhood.
He grunted and slumped down into the couch. They both lay there until they could move again several minutes later, and headed to bed.
The next morning, Duncan awoke to a very pleasurable sensation. He lifted the sheets and looked down. He gorgeous wife, her hair still up in sexy little ponytails, had his impressive morning erection in her mouth and winked at him as she took him deeper in her mouth. She moaned softly as he brushed a hair from her face and took him into her mouth deeper. She went as far as she could go and gagged a little as he hit the back of her throat.