The night was typical, I was lounging on the couch sipping a beer and nibbling on an open bag of chips. The TV was tuned to Monday night football and the Jets as usual were getting their ass's kicked.
I was alone because for the past six months Vicky, my wife was out at her three day a week workout club. I wasn't really sure how I felt about her workouts. They clearly were producing results though. When I met Vicky three years ago she was in decent shape. A tall women of just under six feet with long legs, big tits and long blond hair. She certainly wasn't fat, but she did have a bit of a belly and some junk in the trunk. Since she started her new routine, she lost the belly and her ass now felt like steel. Her abs now nicely toned and her arms had much more definition than mine.
Not that I was in great shape though. The past three years had added almost 20 pound to my 5' 8'' frame and I was getting pretty close to 200 lbs. I didn't do much in the way of exercise, in fact the occasional game of golf was pretty much all I did. At 28 years of age, I had to admit my 26 year old wife was in much better shape than I was.
I guess you could describe our sex life as pretty normal. We usually fucked 2 or 3 times a week and we both seemed satisfied by this. We tried a little bondage with me on top, but Vicky never seemed to get into it. My favorite sex was getting a blow job. Vicky could suck the metal off a bumper hitch. Often that was all the sex we had.
Vicky would go down on me and work me into an orgasmic mess. She controlled my cock completely. I had never been with a women who could suck like she could. I had no control over how or when I came. Once she started sucking, it was game over for me. I could only lay there while she ran her tongue up and down my cock and sucked the cum out of me. I came when she wanted me to come and that was that. Not that I minded, not many guys could turn down a first class blowjob like that.
The other thing I really liked about sex with Vicky was her incredibly tight pussy.
For a big girl her snatch was like a tight smooth vice grip. She could grip my cock in that tight hole of hers and milk me for all I was worth. All in all I had very little to complain about our sex life. Not terribly adventurous but very satisfying, at least for me.
I had just cracked my 4th beer when I heard the front door open. I could hear Vicky hanging up her coat and kicking off her shoes. Hi baby she said as she strolled into the living room. I couldn't help but stare at her as she stood there before me. She was wearing a light blue pair of skintight workout pants. The pants outlined every muscle in her bulging thighs. She was wearing a loose dark blue sweatshirt, which she stripped off and threw on the back of nearby chair leaving her with only a sports bra. I was dumb founded. There in front of me stood what appeared to be my wife. I guess I hadn't noticed before how much she had really changed over the past six months. She was ripped, really ripped. I usually didn't see her naked unless it was in the dark and what was standing in front of me was almost unrecognizable. She looked like a body builder. Her shoulders were broad and led to strongly formed arms with large biceps and strong forearms. Her six pack abs looked like something out of a magazine. About the only thing that hadn't changed were her big double D tits standing out proudly from her super fit frame.
Wow, I said to her. Those workouts have really paid off. You look like you just walked off a photo shoot for a women's weight lifting magazine. You like? She said as she started to pose for me. She turned around and gave me one of those poses you see on the net, arms flexed and shoulder muscles tight. Her back was well muscled and her definition was incredible.
Well, she said, what do you think? I really don't know what to think I replied honestly. I sure appreciate all the work you put in to getting in this kind of shape. Well she said, why don't you try it and then let me know what you think. I'm, I'm not sure I stammered. I've had a couple of beers and I'm not sure I'm in the mood.
Oh I'm sure I could get you into the mood she said, a look of pure lust in her eyes. I'm feeling veeery horny tonight baby. Vicky walked over to the couch and sat down beside me to my left. She put her right arm over my shoulder and moved her left to my crotch, messaging my cock through my track pants. She put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards her mouth. She kissed me hard, holding my head and forcing her tongue into my mouth. I guess the only word to describe her kiss was ravage. She was ravaging my mouth. Her tongue explored every nook and crevice in my mouth, over my teeth, between my lips and teeth and then down my throat, I felt as if my lips were being bruised. Meanwhile for some unknown reason, my cock started to respond to her groping. I see your starting to enjoy this baby she said as my cock came to life in her hand. Why don't we loose the pants she said as she moved her hand to my waistband. As she continued to maul my mouth, I felt my track pants being pulled off. In a couple of seconds my pants were gone, flung on to the chair that held her sweatshirt. I felt her hand lift my right leg and tear off my sock, the left sock was next. I was now naked from the waist down. Oh that's better she said, her lips almost touching mine. Why don't we loose the shirt now she said.
