The nasty little stranger sucked me deep again, setting me off. I came for her, not nearly as much as earlier, and I was super-sensitive as I finished, but she cleaned me up, sat up, and gave me a kiss on the cheek, while her boyfriend put up his hand for a high-five. They then got up and walked out.
“Now you owe me again.” Jenny told me, while I sat there still trying to get my breathing in order again.
I just nodded, incredulous at the sudden change of fortune in my sex life.
* * *
“Holly comes home tomorrow,” Jenny reminded me over dinner, “and Tuesday, I start the house-sitting job.”
“I know.”
“We’re going to have clean up our act, you know.” She sounded somber.
“I know.”
“But I expect you to keep working out and keep dieting. We can still do the workouts at my gym, but you’re on your own for the cardio.” She finished her wine; we’d had a glass each. “I think I can still manage to reward you for good behavior, so be good, and I’ll make it worth your while.”
“What’s our next goals?” I asked.
“For you it’s 208 pounds. I imagine it’s going to start getting tougher, those first few pounds come off easy, but then it becomes work. Your incentive is… me. Naked, at your pleasure, anything goes except penetration below the waist.”
“And your incentive is?”
“You tell me.”
“I believe it was a certification,” I answered. “You were going to sign up for one of the advanced classes at the Cooper, last I spoke with you. Why don’t you do that, and I’ll pick up the tab.”
“You’ve got a deal.” She told me. “I have to hit the sack early, 6:00 am customer tomorrow, but I think you’ve received more than enough incentives today to keep you running for a while.”
“I think so.”
* * *
Holly immediately noticed the weight loss when she got off the plane, even though it was only about 15 pounds.
“You look great. What have you been up to?” was how she greeted me when I met her by the luggage area.
I told her I was back on my diet, and doing the morning cardio thing. She was a little surprised by that. I work from home most of the time, and a lot of my clients and contacts are on the west coast, so I tend to get up late and work late. Morning cardio was not what one would normally expect from my schedule.
“I also worked out a deal with Jenny and her manager, and I’m getting half-price training from her at the gym. She fits me in wherever she has an opening.” I told her. “I’m going to pick up the price of her getting her advanced training as a payback for helping me get in shape.”
In general my motto was stick to the truth whenever possible, if not the whole truth.
Holly was worn out from a long day of travel, but promised me that the next day she expected us to catch up on some sorely needed ‘quality time’.
* * *
By Thursday, I was within one pound of my goal. Holly and I had previously been in a bit of a rut, doing the sex thing maybe once a week. We were always worn out from the day-to-day routine, and having difficulty finding the time. After our extended break, the last two nights had been great, a lot like the first year, including protracted bouts of lovemaking at night, and even a brief interlude in the morning.
Thursday evening we’d had some time to ourselves while our daughter was with the neighbors in the pool. I had just finished showering after a bike ride, and Holly walked into the bedroom while I was still naked.
She dropped to her knees and proceeded to suck my cock.
I had been with her for almost eight years and she’d never done that. She was happy to give me oral sex as part of a lovemaking session at night, but not spontaneously like this.
I’m a firm believer in the best defense is a good offense.
“I see someone’s been teaching you some good habits.” I told her, while I slid my prick in and out of her inviting mouth. “I should be jealous.”
She choked and pulled off, turning very red.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I hadn’t expected her to get so flustered from my teasing, and wondered if maybe I’d shot a little too close to the mark.
“Nothing, baby. I’m just kidding. What you were doing was really nice, but it wasn’t something you normally do. I don’t care why you’re doing it now, just don’t stop.” I encouraged her to continue by stroking the side of her head, while I held my hard-on pointed toward her.
She pushed me back to sit on the edge of the bed, and continued from where she had left off.
She rarely finishes me in her mouth; it’s usually a prelude to the rest of the act, but today she wasn’t going anywhere. As I got closer to coming, she started using her hand more aggressively, finally finishing me outside her mouth, my cum spilling over her hand. She licked the head of my cock, then bestowed a small kiss on it, before going to get a face cloth.
“That’s it,” I announced. “I’m sending you away for three weeks every other month. I can’t wait to see what you come up with after your next trip.”
“I can’t believe you’re saying that! You’d send me away to learn sex stuff from someone else? As long as I brought it home to you? That’s sick.”
That wasn’t what I had said, but I was in no position to argue semantics. “I’m just kidding. I would never want you to have sex behind my back.” I told her.
“Oh. But if you knew about it, and I was learning new tricks for you, that would be Ok?” she bridled.
“I didn’t say that. I just said that behind my back was the worse. If you wanted to try something new, I’d want to talk about it.” I told her as I got dressed.
“I can’t believe we’re having this conversation!”
“Listen. I’ve been with you 10 years. You’re the mother of my child. I love you. And I love being with you. But if you are missing something, and wanted to ‘expand your horizons’ I’d just want to talk about it. If there’s a problem, I’d rather work it out, even if that meant going areas I might not be comfortable with. I’d rather do that than lose you.” I grinned at her. “Especially with your new found skills and appetite.”
“I saw Donald while I was at the beach,” she blurted out.
Huh? “Donald?” I asked.
“He was my boss when I worked down on the Eastern Shore. He took me out for drinks. He wanted to do more but I didn’t. We just had drinks,” she confessed.
“That’s Ok,” I told her, “I trust you.”
That seemed to irritate her even more.
“Guys hit on me you know. There’s a lot of guys who would love to be with me. Don’t think I couldn’t get a guy.”
“Of course you could. Your beautiful, you have a great body, and terrific breasts. I just trust you.”
“You drive me crazy!” she exploded, and marched out of the room, leaving me wondering.
* * *