Lunch Brea

It was Thursday and the week wore itself on.

Last Friday, his manager said, "We could just move the course online and you could do it from home".

Initially, this seemed perfect. No commute, no sitting in classrooms feigning interest and doing group work. It meant being at home, sitting through the course material in the comfort of an armchair, wearing comfortable clothes and probably drifting in and out with interest.

The reality, much worse. The relentless drone of the course coordinator in their monotones broadcasted through the screen. This was painful, boring and it was hard to get excited about this.

In the next room, his wife also worked from home. Between the monotony of his course work was the punctuated enthusiasm of her latest meeting. This was the new normal, but it was still novel being both at home during the middle of the day. And it was nice. It meant lunch together sometimes. Cups of tea, and when work did eventually finish for the day, no commute. Both home and free to unwind.

"Are you on a break?" His wife called out.

"Yep," He sighed.

"It doesn't sound like your having much fun," she said.

"Not really, I feel like this could be a day worth of work rather than a week of reading notes online," he said completely frustrated.

"Yeah, you look bored, what time do you have lunch?" She asked.

"Hopefully 1ish" he replied "I can make us a sandwich if you like".

"That sounds nice but maybe we can have something else nice" she responded.

He placed his headphones back on and returned to work. The dull monotone almost drifting him off to sleep as the next hour dragged on, interrupted by the occasional response to a question. Having the camera on for these things was utterly absurd. It was almost as if the whole purpose was to ensure people were still paying attention and not asleep.

His messenger pinged with a message.

'Are you still getting your 1 pm break?' It read from his wife.

'I'm not sure' he typed. 'I think we're going closer to 1.15'.

'That sucks' she messaged back 'I have a meeting at 2 and wanted to have a lunch break'.

'Sorry' he messaged back 'I'm a bit hungry, maybe start on lunch?'.

'I just might, I'm starving' she responded.

He looked down at his watch, it was 12.50, still ages to go.

"I think we're going to push into lunch a bit if that's ok because I want some feedback from the group," said the course coordinator.

He groaned with frustration and threw his head back in his hands with frustration, but when he returned his focus he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. His wife's face was just within view of the door frame. She looked different, slightly more relaxed than a moment ago, and her hair had been let down.

"Everything ok?" She mouthed.

"Yep" he nodded, "frustrating" he mouthed back.

"I'm frustrated too" she responded softly.

"How come?" He responded.

"Because I'm home with my husband and I want you to have lunch" she whispered.

"Me too" he replied, "what are we having for lunch again?" He asked.

His wife then stepped into the open door frame, she was wearing absolutely nothing and stood before him completely naked.

She then pulled out her phone and messaged him knowing that the call would pick up what she said if she spoke too loudly.

The message read 'I want your cock for lunch'.

He smiled and messaged back 'what should I have?'

She smiled back at him and returned the message 'I can offer, tits, pussy or ass, or you can have all three of you are hungry.

'I'm hungry' he replied laughing, 'this will wrap up soon and ill join you he replied.

He looked up, she was pouting and shaking her head. She then slowly got down on her hands and knees and seductively made her way over to him making sure she was just out of view of the camera.

'The camera is still on!!!!' He mouthed.

She smiled and slowly made her way to his desk and pushed his chair back slightly allowing herself to be placed between his legs, she then undid his belt, unzipped his pants and eased him upwards so she could pull them down leaving his cock suddenly exposed.

She smiled and took it in her hands and licked the tip making it harden in her hands. She smiled, she liked watching his cock respond to her, feeling it grow with excitement at the thought of her, being touched by her, licked by her and inside of her.

"Fuck" he gasped trying to maintain a straight face. He could see his face on screen looking awkwardly.

"Everything ok there?" Asked the coordinator

"Fine, why?" He asked as his wife placed her mouth over his cock and started moving up and down.

"Oh, I just thought you wanted to ask something" the coordinator responded.

"Ah... no" he replied, "I think I was on mute anyway". He said.

The course continued and he looked down, his wife pulled her hair aside so he could see in full view her beautiful face Slowly taking his hard cock in her mouth and she sucked, licked and savoured him.

She placed her other hand underneath his balls and slowly brushed against them making her way lower, pressing and teasing his premium bringing him closer and closer.

He slowly eased his head off and shook his head, he didn't want to cum yet.

"But I'm hungry" she mouthed.

She slowly eased out between his legs and laid down in front of him, she slowly traced her hands over her full breasts, down her soft stomach and then brushed her hands in the thick hair between her legs. She slowly parted her lips and started working her pussy in full view of her husband, dangerously close to being within view of the camera.

"Aren't you hungry too?" She mouthed at him.

"Yes," he nodded back.

She then slowly placed one foot on his lap and started using her toes to tease his aching cock. The softness of them against him, her long leg straddling his lap, it was torture.

"I think we will break for lunch" came the voice over the computer.

"Oh thank god!" He said as he quickly closed the laptop and placed himself between her legs. He kissed his way up her thighs, feeling her moan with anticipation and then stopped right in front of her wet pussy. He breathed in her scent, savouring it, then feeling her hand on the back of his head, buried his face between her soft lips.

He licked, sucked and teased her aching clit, savouring and tasting her sweet juices as her hand drove her closer and closer in. She arched her back, closer and closer as she yearned to cum. He softly sucked on her clit then slid two fingers inside of her, hearing her gasp as he massaged the inside of her. She arched as he stroked deeper, firmer and with constant pressure when he suddenly felt her clit firm and her pussy quiver and throb around his fingers and she screamed.

"My turn" she demanded and as he stood up, she placed herself under his rock hard cock.

She licked and sucked then opened her mouth as he grabbed his hard cock with his firm hand. He slowly stroked then harder and harder he gripped it up and down so he could empty a load in her inviting mouth.

"I'm close" he yelled and she suddenly placed one hand on his thigh to pull him in and Suddenly he groaned and then released a steady stream of thick cum on her tongue.

She took it in her mouth and swallowed, smiled and looked up at him.

"We can go to the bedroom and have more," she said.

She took his hand and led him in, it might be a long lunch.