My name is Jack and my wife is Joan. We are both 32 and the mess the world is in we can't decide to have children or not.
I work for a company that makes the parts of General Motor's engines. I'm head of the department that negotiating with GM on the new parts they will have for the new models each year. This means that I have to go to Detroit at least once a year.
Joan and I have been happily married for ten years and I want to keep it that way so I have Joan to go with me on all my trips. I have see men in my company and other companies to that fully intend to be fateful to their wives and have a few to many drink and end up in bed with a whore. It hardly ever fails that there infidelity get back to their wife's and ends with a divorce. That why I have Joan to accompany on the trips so I want make the mistake that some of my friends have.
Joan doesn't especially like to going with me because there are no other wife's there for her to run around with, all she can do is shop while I'm in the meetings.
One night I came in the hotel room after having a hard day at the meetings. GM had got in trouble finality and the federal government had bailed them out and now their name should be General Government instead of GM. The dumb asses that Obama had sent to tell GM how and what car they should build didn't know shit about manufacturing cars or any thing for that matter.
Joan came out of the bedroom with a long satin gown that hung from her full hips and gave me a big sort of sexy smile. I should have noticed how especially beautiful she was that night. I didn't thing any thing about how Joan looked. I though she was in the middle of getting ready to go out and eat but I should have know that Joan would be in a terrycloth robe if she had just got out of the shower and was dressing for dinner.
I tried to forget about my day and poured us two glasses of wine. Joan was all ready on the couch and I when over to her and handed her a glasses of wine and set down beside her. As we were drinking our wine Joan asked me how my day had gone and I told her fine. I asked her what she did all day while I was gone. She said she when shopping this morning and then came back to the room and watched a movie.
I didn't know at the time that the movie she had watch was a porn movie of a man and wife making love.
Joan took another sip of her wine and kissed me and I kissed her back. Her lips were full and wet like they were on the first night of our honeymoon. I kissed her again and she put her arms around me and held me close against her heaving breasts. As we kissed I could feel her breasts heaving against my chest and she was trembling. Joan had on that perfume that just drove me crazy. It should have had a warning label on it saying, "If you don't want to get fucked don't wear this." My dick begin to rise.
Our lips parted and she set back with a longing look on her face. I smiled at her and undid the sash of her gown and the top of her gown parted. Her breasts were still heaving and her nipples were long and hard.
She said all most pleadingly, "Oh Jack take me to bed."
We both got up and walked slowly to the bedroom hand in hand not taking our eyes off each other and set down at the foot of the bed. When we sat down the rest of her gown opened and her large area of coal black pubic hair was glistening with moisture. We kissed again with more passion and I gently kneaded her breasts as we kissed. Joan unbuttoned my shit as I kept kneaded her breasts and lightly ran the palm over her nipples which here long and hard.
I pushed her gown back over her shoulders as she unzipped my trousers and I kicked off my shoe while Joan was moving my trousers down my legs and I kick them off.
I laid Joan back on the bed and kissed her again while still kneading her heaving breasts. I moved my head down and kissed and sucked one of her long hard nipples and Joan gasped.
