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My Wifes Secret Life

We'd always "talked" during sex, but one night I veered off the standard and asked her if she had a lot of experience before marraige. "Yes" she replied, I dated a lot, I asked about her last boyfriend, a biker type, what did you do with him? Suddenly getting shy she tried to change the subject and she began to lick the tip of my cock. Knowing this is always an easy way to shut me, I leaned back into the pillow of our king sized bed as she took more of me into her mouth. "Was he big?" I asked as I hardened in her mouth. Looking up at me she rolled her eyes. "Well... was he?" "Mmmmhmmm" as she closed her eyes again taking most of my shaft down her throat. "Bigger than me?" her eyes opened suspiciously and as she withdrew my cock she said "do you really want to know?". "Yes, I do, I want to hear about it". "Yes, he was big, very big" as she slowly licked around the tip of my cock. "Tell me what you did with him". "How about if I just show you?"

With a shot, she jumped out of bed. I'll be right back as she disappeared into her walk in closet. A few minutes later she came back out fully dressed. A work skirt, tight just over the knee clung to her ass perfectly. A silk blouse unbuttoned one too many times revealed a black lace and satin bra. She reached to the nightstand and put her glasses on and stood before me, my cock standing at attention.

OK, remember I worked in Quincy before we were married? This is pretty much how I dressed every day. When I was dating Dan sometimes I'd go right to his house after work. He loved this look. He always said I was his slutty secretary. Sometimes we'd go down to his basement office and I'd get under the desk and suck his cock fully clothed. In fact the night of our first date, I'd been over his house before. I even showered there. "You fucked him that night?" "No, but I sucked his cock". I remembered how much we'd kissed that night, little did I know where those lips had been. I was about to find out exactly where.

"Come with me downstairs"... I watched that firm ass fight against the tight material of her skirt. My cock now harder than it's ever been. She opened the door to my office/den and told me to sit in my chair. Naked the leather felt cool on my skin. She knelt between my legs. Fully clothed, she took my cock in her hand and began to gently roll her head until her long blonde hair fell over my cock. She wrapped it around in stroked looking up at me occasionally through her glasses. Her tongue extended she licked the shaft, working her way down to my balls. Taking them into her mouth she worked one then the other expertly with her warm, soft tongue. This lasted what seemed an eternity when she gently lifted my ass up off of the chair. She began to work the underside of my balls to my ass. Now I'd received many blowjobs from my wife but none quite like this one. She was different. She'd somehow managed to transport herself back to 1989 in her mind. Her tongue darted in and out of my asshole and her hand massaged my cock. I was dying, my wife of 20 yrs was rimming my ass like a pornstar. She looked up at me, smiled and took her index finger into her mouth. Sliding it in and out several times until it was covered with her saliva. She closed her eyes and went back to tongueing my backside. It was then I felt her fingertip press against my asshole. "Relax" she said, as she pressed it deep up into my ass. "Now, this is what I used to do before we were married". She leaned over and took my cock deep into her mouth, slowly taking me in. Each time, in unicent, her finger plunged deep into my ass.

It didn't take much of this prostate exam/blow job to push me to the edge. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt, but even moreso I couldn't believe my suburban housewife was doing this. She picked up the pace, bobbing on my cock faster, her eyes were watering and the sounds of her moans/gags did it. I exploded in her mouth, pumping thick ropes of cum into her she never missed a beat taking every drop of my seed. She slowly withdrew her finger from my ass and looking up at me she smiled. "That's what I used to do with him".

My head collapsed back into the chair and as I sat there recovering, all I could think about was our first date and how much we'd kissed that night.