Month: August 2013

New Experience For Janet

My wife, Janet and I have been married almost ten years, the second marriage for both of us. Janet is about five foot 3 and 120 pounds, has hazel eyes, blond (only on the top though) 36c-27-37. Her nipples are the size of a dime when they get hard and they are sensitive and she loves to have them licked on, sucked on and played with and she keeps her pussy hair neatly trimmed. For years, our sex life has bee almost none, existent, maybe a Fuck once every six months. Janet did not care for sex and didn’t even care to talk or hear about it.

Up until about six months ago, Janet had never had my cock in her mouth. She loves to have her pussy eaten though and that’s what I would usually do to her, eat her delicious cunt to bring her to orgasm. One time after eating her pussy and bringing her to an orgasm, she unexpectedly took my cock and started jacking me off and ask me if I liked it and before I could answer, she moved down, took my cock, engulfed it in her mouth and started sucking it.

I didn’t pop a nut though, I was ready and she must have sensed it, because she took it out of her mouth and finished by jacking me off until I blew a nut and then we just laid there in each others arms before drifting of to sleep. I used to tease Janet too about a threesome and she would always give me a dirty look and tell me to shut up. But the last time I teased her about it, she ask me if I meant her with two men or me with two women. Naturally, I told her it would be her and two men as I would love to see another man fucking her and his cock in her pussy and see another mans cock in her mouth, her sucking his cock. She smiled and said that might be interesting.

The following Friday night, Janet and I were getting ready to go out and just for kicks I looked at Janet and said to her, “Why don’t you go without a bra and panties?” And to my surprise, Janet took them off. We got to Club 21 and it was packed as usual. About 10 o’clock, Janet was a little tipsy when some guy came up and ask her to dance. she looked at me and I told her to go ahead. I watched them dancing and I could see the guy pull Janet to him, it wasn’t long before his hand was rubbing her ass cheeks and they were grinding their hips together, as if they were dry Fucking. Then I noticed his hand slip under Janet’s skirt and his hand went right to her pussy. He must have started finger fucking Janet right there on the dance floor. Janets eyes were closed and she looked wobbly and weak kneed.

The Perfect Whore

So, that was it, after 20 years loyal service I was getting the chop. On Monday morning I was called into the MD’s office. Davies had taken control of the company two months ago. He was a large fat man who showed little or no concern for other peoples feelings and was hated amongst the workforce. We had already had words on several occasions and it was hate at first sight for both of us. “Sorry old man,” he said beaming, “but we have to shed some weight, and, well, our American parents have decided to close the whole R & D department and move it to the States.” To this day I don’t know why I did it, but without thinking I hit the old bastard right in the mouth knocking him over the desk and onto the floor.

“You’ll pay for that,” he said scrambling to his feet.

I half expected a visit from the police but nothing happened. My next concern was for my wife Helen. She also worked for the company and ran the large secretarial pool. As we were now dependent on her salary I could only hope that she would keep her job.

Over the next few months I wrote away for hundreds of jobs and even had a few interviews. Either I was over qualified or at 45, too old. The strain started to tell and Helen and I started to argue on a daily basis. It really came to head when she came home to tell me that she had been promoted to Davies’s PA. “Look Hon, I know he’s a mean old bastard, but it’s nearly twice my old salary and with you, well you know, we can sure use the money.”

“Yeah, an just what else do you have to do for it.” Helen just stared at me. “OK, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that, but if that old git so much as lays a finger on you I’ll kill him.”

The weeks turned to months and I turned to the bottle. Our sex life was now non existent along with any hope of finding another job. Helen became distant and withdrawn and it got to the point where we started sleeping in different rooms.

Then it happened, call it a miracle, luck, justice whatever, I won £2.7 million on the mid week lottery. I was so excited, this meant a new life for both of us and just maybe we could get our lives back on track. Helen was working late, she did that a lot these days so I decided to drive to the office and break the news.

I arrived after most people had left and made my way up to the seventh floor without being challenged. Helen’s new office was adjacent to Davies’s at the end of the corridor. I was a bit weary of bumping into Davies again, but hey, what the hell, I was a millionaire, I’ll just tell him to get stuffed, grab my wife and go. Boy was I feeling good.

I let myself in to Helen’s office but she wasn’t there. I could hear noises coming from Davies’s room and assumed they were busy. I waited by her desk. Ten minutes later and the sound of voices had turned to groans. I inched open the adjoining door and nearly died on the spot. My darling wife was bent over the desk, her skirt up round her waist as Davies rammed his cock up her from behind. She was shouting obscenities at him and he was calling her his whore as he exploded in her cunt. Before I could rush in I was grabbed from behind and put into a powerful arm lock.