When anyone met Ted and Harriet the same question always came to mind, "What on earth is a good looking, successful guy doing with a woman like her?" Now don't get me wrong, Harriet is not what most would call ugly, but it's just that she's what most people might call plain, while Ted, well Ted could be a model. He actually did have his image appear in a few ads while he was in college, so it just didn't seem to fit that he would be drawn to Harriet. And it always seemed, wherever they went, they were followed by the interested glances and then the inevitable whispered questions.
It wasn't money, hell Ted was loaded, inheriting considerable sums from both sides of his family in addition to being a partner in several high profile real estate deals. He was the one driving a Lexus while Harriet tooled around in an old Chevy Malibu. It was a complete mystery to their friends and even relatives and yet, the two always seemed too happy and loving when together. Of course as the people really thought about the situation they finally figured it out, or at least they thought they did.
The consensus, among most of the guys that knew them, was that Harriet had to be a complete slut in bed, slaving to his every desire. The women were perhaps a bit more delicate in their theories, but the consensus with them amounted to pretty much the same thing the guys thought. It did perplex the women, because to talk to Harriet and see how she acted and dressed, she was anything but slutty. Frumpy perhaps, but she certainly showed no signs of that type of behavior in public.
Of course, if any of them could take a peek into Ted's and Harriet's bedroom they would quickly learn exactly how wrong they were. What they would see was that Harriet was completely in love with Ted, and enjoyed making love with him. She enjoyed it so much that most afternoons she'd begin to get turned on while he was still driving home, often meeting him at the door with a kiss and then something more.
More than once she'd draw back from the kiss and whisper, "I want you right now, right here." She'd run her hand behind him and grip his ass, kneading it in her hands as she kneeled down and rubbed her face against his cock as it hardened in his pants. Moving her hands to his belt, she would unfasten his pants and within two minutes of him entering the door, she'd have him in her mouth, sucking greedily.
