My wife, Susan, had been having problems at work. She would come home
every evening distraught from the events at work. Susan taught Literature
and English at the local high school and a new principal was just hired. I
would sit and listen to her explain how many things were changing and how
she and the other teachers didn’t like the new changes. To myself it sounded
like the teachers were not even giving the new principal a chance to try to
improve things. She wanted things to stay the same and resisted any changes
as she had just become adjusted to her new job. Susan started teaching at
the high school the previous year after completing her degree and student
teaching. I had to get use to the idea of her teaching at the high school
and teaching all those testosterone inflated teenagers. She had what I
considered and idealistic view of students as she wanted to help each and
every one of them. She was quickly learning it is not just the students she
must deal with. We had been married now for 5 years and I had figured out
exactly how to listen to her. I was always sincere listening to her but
sometimes I just was not interested in what she was saying or didn’t agree
with her. I learned it was not important to try to tell her I thought she
was wrong, what she needed at that time was someone to listen not someone to
argue with. The television would be turned off and I always tried to have a
book to read, magazine, or newspaper. These would help me keep my
concentration as these simple things as she never demanded that I just sit
there looking right at her and listening to her. I implemented the system of
repeating back some of what she had just said so she knew I was at least
listening. She did like me giving some analogies as it showed I was not only
listening but trying to understand her position and basically where she was
coming from.
I found myself becoming somewhat distracted as she made her way to the
kitchen to put away her coffee cup and the dishes from her lunch. It was
Friday and the school allowed teachers to wear jeans. The jeans she was
wearing were not new but somehow my eyes focused on her butt as she walked
to the kitchen. She continued talking as I decided to follow her into the
kitchen. I decided I’d try to be especially good to her tonight as she had a
tough two weeks. I went to the sink and washed the coffee cup and the few
remaining dishes. She is the type to notice things like that and give me a
weak smile and thanked me. I put water in the tea kettle to make her some
tea as that always seemed to relax her. She went to her office area, we don’t
have any kids and three bedrooms so we turned two of the bedrooms into
offices for her and me, and put away her books and papers. I dried the
dishes and put them away and went into her office. She was still telling me
about the hard day she had experienced. I went over and took her by the arm
and led her to her desk. She sat down in the chair as I massaged her
shoulders. She closed her eyes, relaxed her shoulders, and leaned her head
back. Her words became softer and she became more relaxed. I told her maybe
she should just start grading her papers, as she always had homework to
grade on Fridays, and that way she would have most of her work done and
enjoy the weekend. I told her I’d bring her some tea and asked if she needed
anything else. This was my way of getting her mind off her day at work and
began to relax, not to mention that I was not really interested in what she
was saying as I was distracted even more when massaging her shoulders and
watching her breasts move as she had taken several deep breaths.
I brought her tea to her as she had gotten on the computer to check her
email. I had hoped no one had sent her anything to do with work. A lot of
the other teachers would email each other and would gossip via email about
things at work. My wife was not much into the gossip but she found herself
being drug into the middle of things and naturally would say what she
thought but she didn’t consider what she had to say as gossip. I set the tea
on a napkin on her desk and said I was going to take a shower. I worked from
home so I never had a set schedule. I had gotten up late, made the bed, did
some work, made several phone calls, took a nap, watched television, and
just waited for Susan to get home. I hadn’t taken a shower yet and thought
this would be a good way to be nice and clean and smell good as Susan loved
the smell of my aftershave and cologne.
I turned on the shower, undressed, and put my clothes in the hamper. Since I
had started working from home I had worked very hard at making sure I put
things away, especially by not leaving clothes laying around like most men
do. Susan would brag to her friends how well I kept the house up since I
started working from home. The other husbands hated that I was able to work
from home, have my own schedule, and especially that I cleaned up after
myself. All the guys considered me “pussy whipped” and that Susan was the
one who “wore the pants” in our house. I would just grin and tell them that
I enjoyed it and it gave me a break from my work at times. The guys didn’t
realize that women actually were actually turned on when their men did these
things without being told. I had found Susan to be even more sensual when
the house was clean and she didn’t need to ask me to do anything. (To the
guys reading this, take a day and do the dishes, laundry, vacuum, make the
bed, dust, and get the house clean then you’ll discover how sensual women
will be that night.) The way I was able to focus and make sure things were
clean and organized was rather strange to most people. I considered keep the
house clean as foreplay. Susan had a keen sense of smell and enjoyed the
aroma of a clean house, candles, and especially when I had just taken a
shower. The water was nice and hot by now as I stepped into the shower and
heard Susan talking on the phone. I figured she had called her mother as her
mother lived out west.
The hot water over my body was so soothing. After a nice hot shower I always
felt refreshed and awake. This time I actually followed the directions on
the shampoo bottle; wash, rinse, repeat. Susan had bought some shampoo that
smelled like coconuts. It was more expensive but I found the aroma to be
exotic. Even the conditioner had the same aroma. I stepped out of the shower
as the water beaded up on my skin. I didn’t bother drying off as I wrapped a
towel around my waist as I combed my hair and brushed my teeth. We both
always made sure we kept ourselves clean, especially our teeth. I looked in
the mirror as I flossed and thought about how crooked my teeth were. I had
never had straight teeth and it was difficult keeping them clean. People
seemed not to notice I had such crooked teeth but I think that was because I
did take care of my teeth and kept them nice and white. The dentist was
always trying to get me to get my teeth straightened but I never really had
the desire to spend the thousands of dollars it would take to straighten
them as I hadn’t even had one cavity in years. Susan didn’t seem to mind
either since I did keep my teeth clean and healthy. I jumped as Susan
knocked on the bathroom door asking if I was in the shower. I opened the
door as she saw me standing there, surrounded by the steam, and saw me
wearing nothing but the towel wrapped around me. The cool air from the
hallway swept over me and I could tell she smelled the aroma of coconuts.
She grinned and asked me what I wanted for dinner. I suggested we go out for
dinner, somewhere not too fancy but romantic too. She like the idea and
decided to take a shower while I got dressed and decided where to go to eat.
I took her in my arms and gave her a small kiss. Even though I had beads of
water on me she hugged me as she went in the bathroom to take a shower. I
went to the bedroom and decided I would just wear a pair of jeans, a colored
dress shirt, and my boots. The cologne was just about empty and had to make
a note to tell Susan to get some more. Susan did all the shopping as she
knew I didn’t like going to the stores or like shopping much. The shower was
running as I finished getting dressed and decided I’d call ahead and make
some reservations. We had several restaurants we liked and I preferred to
call ahead and make a reservation rather than waiting in line. Fridays were
especially busy at most of the restaurants in town. I called one of our
favorite restaurants and made reservations for 7pm and requested we have a
table away from everyone else. Fortunately the lady answering the phone
remembered us and arranged the reservations to meet our requests.
I heard Susan get out of the shower and was tempted to help her get ready.
Susan had what I considered the perfect body. She stood 5’4” which was
perfect as her forehead would reach right to my mouth. When we would go
dancing my lips could kiss her forehead and she enjoyed resting her head on
my chest as we slow danced. I recalled on our wedding night seeing her naked
for the first time. I had been married before but she was still a virgin and
was ten years my junior. We had of course been passionate while dating as
she had let me glide my hands over her breasts and she had felt between my
legs but we had both decided to wait until we were married. The passion of
that first night had never left us as we continued our sexual desire for
each other as it continued to grow. She of course wore a white wedding dress
and was quite difficult to remove. Her wedding dress was strapless with her
gleaming shoulders exposed. The top of her chest was smooth and tan. She had
taken care in choosing her dress as she was embarrassed by the smallness of
her breasts. The top of her wedding dress was snug around her small waist
and then spread down to her ankles with silk fabric. The dress had a small
train which she had looped up inside of the dress. Susan had designed
dresses and she helped design her wedding dress with the help of a designer
who specialized in wedding dresses. I remember how on our wedding night I
carried her through the doorway. She didn’t want me to do that but I
insisted. I carried her through the doorway and shut the door with my foot.
I carried her straight to the bedroom where we stood and kissed for several
minutes. Her lips were softer than ever before. Her eyes sparkled. Her skin
was naturally dark and tan and she smelled of roses. We held each other
close as we kissed and rubbed our hands over each other’s back. I felt her
breasts against me as our sexual passion intensified. She reached up and
slid my jacket off. She then undid my bow tie and unbutton my collar. The
room felt warm as she let the bow tie drop to the floor. I lifted her chin
up to my lips as we continued to kiss. I felt her hands reach to my belt and
undid the clasp. I reached around her back and felt the zipper on the back
of her dress. Slowly I unzipped the back of her dress as her lips moved down
from mine and moved to my neck. Her lips reached my collar as she then
reached up to unbutton my shirt. My chest heaved with excitement as I felt
her lips on my chest. With each button she unbuttoned her lips would move
slowly down my chest.
After the last button was undone I stepped back and untucked my shirt. She
let her dress drop down around her waist as I saw the white strapless bra
supporting her breasts. Susan took off my cufflinks as she pulled my shirt
down my arms. She pressed herself against my bare chest as I felt her inhale
the aroma of the cologne she had bought me to wear. Her lips were next to my
nipples as I felt her take her tongue and lick one of my nipples. I reached
around her back again and undid the clasps to her bra and was excited of the
thought of seeing her breasts for the first time. Her back was smooth as I
undid the last clasp and ran my hands up and down her back as she continued
to run her tongue over my chest. She stepped back and let her bra fall to
the floor. Her breasts were small and round. She had small nipples and saw
they were already hard. She had really no need for a bra as her breasts were
firm and needed no support. I took my hands and rubbed her breasts gently
rubbing her hard nipples between my fingers. She leaned back her head and I
could feel her take a deep breath. I leaned down and took one of her nipples
in my mouth as she gasped with excitement. I put my hands on her back and
pressed her breasts against my lips. Her head leaned on my shoulder and felt
her hands on my side. Her breasts were firm yet very soft and tender. I
slowly ran my tongue down her slim stomach and gently pulled down her dress.
Her dress fell around her ankles as I placed my hands on her hips. I felt
her hands move there way to my bare back as she sighed sensuously. She was
wearing a white pair of underwear which were not quite as small as a bikini.
I grabbed the sides of her panties and slowly moved them down her hips as I
continued to run my tongue down further. I could feel her begin to tremble
as I pulled her panties down to her ankles.
Susan always took good care of herself which was evident by the way her
pussy looked and smelled. She had a very small patch of hair that was very
closely trimmed on her pussy. I put my hand over the small patch of hair as
she stepped out of her panties and dress. She moved over to the bed and sat
down on the edge and reached to the waist of my pants. I let my shirt fall
to the floor and moved closer to her. She leaned forward, kissing my smooth
abs and undid my pants. I could feel my penis get hard as she unzipped my
pants and put her hand over my half hard cock. My pants fell to my ankles as
she ran her lips over my cock which was under my boxers. I felt her take her
hand and slide it under my boxers and onto my ass. She worked her hand
further down as my boxers made their way down over my hips. She then took
her other hand and slid my boxers to my knees and kissed the base of my
cock. I too took good care of myself and kept my pubic hair nice and short.
I felt her hand reach up and rub my bare chest and move down to my cock.
With one hand she raised the shaft of my cock up and with her other hand
caressed my hairless balls. Her touch made my dick harder and felt the tip
of my dick get wet with precum. My chest heaved as I felt her lips kiss the
base of my cock and her tongue lick my balls. Even though she was a virgin
we had openly discussed what I liked sexually and what she imagined it would
be like. I reached down and lifted her up so we were standing face to face
as I pressed her lips to mine. My boxers fell to my ankles as my dick
pressed against her soft stomach and her breasts pressed against me. We held
each other close as we ran our hands across each other’s body. I stepped out
of my boxers and pants and leaned her back onto the bed. It was late evening
and the glow of the sunset made it way through the cracks of the blinds. The
orange glow from the sunset made her skin look very dark and tan. I reached
over and lit a candle which I had already set out in preparation. I could
see the flame of the candle glisten in her eyes as I climbed into the bed
next to her. The aroma of the candle quickly made its way into the air as
the scent of lilacs filled the room. I rubbed my hand over her breasts as
she took her hand and held my swelling cock. She felt the precum on the tip
of my dick as she continued to gently rub her hand up and down my cock. I
rolled her on her back as I kissed her chin and then moved down to her neck.
Her hands moved to the back of my head as she ran my hair through her
fingers. I moved my mouth to her breasts and rolled my tongue over her
nipples. She grabbed the back of my head and pressed her breasts harder
against me. I felt her hips move as her breaths became deeper. I ran my hand
up and down the inside of her thighs as I continued licking her sensuous
body.
When I reached her pussy I took one hand and place it between her crotch. I
felt the dampness of her pussy and could feel the excitement running through
her body. As soon as my hand touched her clit for the very first time she
let out a gentle moan as she moved her hips towards me. My tongue touched
her clit as I used my finger to slide open the lips of her pussy. She was
rubbing her hands over the back of my head as she moved my face closer to
her pussy. My fingers moved the lips of her clit as I ran my tongue between
them. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter. She had always told me
that she wanted me to be inside of her first and didn’t want me to use my
fingers first. I was very careful not to put my fingers inside of her and
could see the opening to her vagina was extremely small and was a light
shade of pink. She lifted my head and looked into my eyes and said she
wanted me inside of her. I moved on top of her as she spread her legs and
wrapped them around my waist. Our lips met as she could taste her own juices
still on my tongue and lips. My cock rubbed against the inside of her thighs
as I began to move my hips so my cock would rub against her wet pussy. Her
breathing intensified as she wrapped her arms around me. I reached down with
one hand and rubbed the head of my cock between the lips of her pussy. My
cock was getting wet from her juices as I prepared to enter her. She moved
her lips to my ear as she gently nibbled on my earlobe. She whispered she
wanted me inside of her and could feel her move her hips up in preparation.
There was no need to guide my cock to the opening of her vagina. I felt the
tip of my cock begin to open her up. I felt the tightness of her opening as
I slowly inserted my cock. The head of my cock wasn’t even in yet when she
began to gasp for air. I could tell the pressure of my cock was penetrating
her. Her back arched and she began to tremble. I held her tight against me
as I continued to slowly move by cock inside of her. I swear I heard a pop
as the tip of my cock finally penetrated inside of her. She let out a moan
as I felt her fingertips dig into my back. I looked into her sparkling eyes
as she told me how good it felt for me to be inside of her. Her legs wrapped
tighter around me as I slid my cock in further. She closed her eyes and let
out several moans. I felt the tightness of the inside of her pussy wrap
around my cock as I slid further and further inside of her. I only had my
cock halfway in and I could tell she had already reached her limits. In
small motions I slid my cock back and forth inside of her. Her fingernails
gently scratched my back as she began moving her hips with my motions. I
knew she had thought my entire dick was inside of her as I was fucking her
in small strokes. The passion grew and I wanted to have my cock completely
inside of her. I took my dick out of her and positioned myself so I could
get my cock lubed with more of her juices. Then I slowly put my cock back
inside of her as I felt her tight pussy wrap around me. Just when the head
of my cock was inside of her I thrust my hips down and put my dick all the
way inside. I felt her wetness against my balls as she let out a scream. Her
fingernails dug into my back again as I grabbed her tight around me and
pressed my lips on her’s. She grabbed the back of my head as I kept my cock
buried deep inside of her. I could feel her chest as she gasped, trying to
relax herself. Her lips moved off of my as she moaned and let out shrills. I
began moving my cock in and out of her with deep long strokes. Each time I
buried my cock all the way into her she would moan, gasp, and let out a
shrill scream. Her hips soon were moving in rhythm of each of my thrusts. It
seem my cock was getting even harder with each stroke and going deeper
inside of her.
I felt a gush of wetness spill out of her pussy and against the balls of my
cock. Her breaths became shorter and faster. I started fucking her faster as
the wetness of her pussy lubed my cock. I could feel the sensation I was
about ready to come and my own breaths became deeper. My chest heaved in and
out as she pressed her face against my chest. My chin was on top of her head
as I could smell the sweet aroma of her hair. My cock swelled up more as I
finally released a burst of cum deep inside of her. I buried my cock all the
way inside of her as I continued to shoot my load inside. I gasped for air
as I could feel load after load shooting into her wet cunt. My cock began to
twitch inside of her as every last drop of my cum was being release. She
lifted her head up and pressed her lips against mine again. Both our bodies
were trembling as we held each other and I kept my cock buried inside of
her. I could tell my cock was still hard and started moving it slowly back
and forth with small strokes. I could feel the warmth of my cum move down
the shaft of my cock and lube the inside of her pussy. I felt some of the
warm cum begin to work its way out of her and against my balls. I resumed
fucking her again as she let out another moan and could feel her juices
release again. I felt my cock build up with excitement and continued fucking
her with longer and deeper strokes again. I felt the wetness of her pussy
against me and my balls were completely wet. I could feel the mixture of her
juices and my cum slapping against us with each thrust. I felt myself
cumming again and decided to shoot my cum onto her pussy. I leaned back onto
my knees as my cock slid out and at the same time release a load of cum
right onto her clit. My cock pulsated with each load of cum I shot. My cum
was covering her pussy as she reached her hands down and rubbed my cum
around the lips of her clit. I took one of her hands and moved it to her
lips and I laid back on top of her. She opened her mouth as I placed her
fingers on her tongue. I reached down and place my cock back into her as she
closed her mouth around her fingers. I felt my cock slide more easily into
her as her opening had adjusted to the size of my cock. We laid there for
several minutes with me on top of her and my cock halfway inside of her. Our
breathing slowed and she wrapped her legs around me again.
The ringing of the phone brought me back to my senses and I heard Susan ask
if I was going to get the phone. I picked up the phone and found out someone
had dialed the wrong number. The interruption of the ringing phone made me
realize it was almost 6:30 and we needed to leave to get to the restaurant.
Susan had finished getting dressed and came out and asked me how she looked.
She had put on a light blue skirt with a white blouse. Seeing her in the
white blouse quickly brought back the memories of our wedding night and how
much I wanted to take her to the bedroom. I told her should looked
beautiful, as always, and I always meant it. I told her the call was a wrong
number and made the excuse the restaurant was busy and we couldn’t get
reservations. She looked disappointed but I told her that maybe it was best
we just stay home for the evening. I told her to just set the table and we’d
just order Chinese to be delivered and I’d call the place and make the
order. She went to the kitchen to set the table as I went to the phone to
cancel our reservations. The same waitress answered the phone as I let her
know our plans had changed. The waitress was very understanding as I hung up
the phone and placed an order to have some Chinese food delivered. After
hanging up the phone I went in the kitchen and stood behind Susan and
wrapped my arms around her. Our new plans were just beginning.
