Home, and Away
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Both of her girls were asleep when she got home, and as soon as she'd given Oscar a hug and a kiss, she stepped into their rooms to check on them. Neither woke up, but she still leaned down and kissed them both on the head and whispered, "I love you," to them.
That Irene instigated sex with him, almost immediately, wasn't missed by Oscar. He seemingly could count the times on two hands that over their 17 years of marriage that she'd instigated sex. Tonight, she seemed ravenous, even pushing him onto his back and kneeling, sucking him into her mouth for a bit before climbing on top. That she was extremely wet and needy he understood but didn't understand why. Nor did he understand when he came, and she seemed frustrated, she reached down and fingered herself with his cock still in her until she also came. He'd softened and fallen out by the time she orgasmed. Somehow, even though she came, her body language told him she hadn't really been satisfied. Standing, she cupped her crotch to contain his semen and moved to the toilet. When she came back, she pulled on a nightie, so she wasn't completely naked although he still was. She turned and pulled her bag up onto the bed.
"So? Tell me about it!" Oscar queried a few moments later as she opened and began to take out her clothes from the week, trying to be helpful. "What have you...", Oscar had reached over and lifted a shirt out, only to expose Irene's Black Max dildo. She'd carefully had it tucked away where it wasn't likely to be seen when leaving, but now, for the first time, Oscar saw her toy. She hadn't expected him to be there and try to be helpful so hadn't carefully hidden it away. Stunned, Oscar stopped mid-sentence.
Irene, hearing his stuttering stop turned and saw him looking down at her dildo. Her first reaction was embarrassment, but then as everything that had transpired in the last week quickly flashed through her head, her embarrassment turned to defiance. "Oh. That's my toy." Stepping by Oscar, she just picked it up and set it aside. There was no sense hiding it, she was going to take it with her again, and now that he'd seen it, she instantly knew she'd have to explain it.
Oscar looked at Irene, her look at him saying
Well? Are you going to say something
? although her mouth never moved. "Is that new?" He asked, not knowing what else to say. It was obviously a very large phallus, and in his wife's luggage, there was no doubt about who's it was, or what it was used for.
"No. I've had it for several years."
"Oh." He continued to stand there, looking at the enormous penis, feeling himself get hard as he did. All the times he'd asked Irene about whether she ever envied a larger cock, ever wanted to be fucked by a larger man, and here she had a massively larger dildo in her bag and was professing that she'd had it for years. "When did you get it?"
Irene had always put herself second to her husband and kids, but now, with her defiant mind-set, she for the first time in her life stepped up as an equal. "Do you remember going camping with Albert and Maria at the naturist beach? After I saw Albert, I talked to Maria, and she said that as big as Albert was, she loved her toy, and it filled her up better. When I asked her, she told me that Albert was 17 centimeters."
Oscar remembered precisely the time that Irene had measured his cock. "That's why you measured me." Irene didn't acknowledge his statement, her silence confirming his question. Reaching over, he picked up the dildo, marveling at its length and girth. Irene watched him handling the monster for a moment, and then reached over, putting her hand around it, taking it from him. She set it back onto the bed, and taking his hand turned him around, sitting on the bed and having him sit beside her.
"You've asked for years if I ever desired a man with a bigger cock. Before that weekend, I'd never known anything different. And then when I saw Albert, and Maria told me how even
he
wasn't enough to satisfy her all the time..." She didn't need to continue; her meaning was plain to him.
"Where did you get it?" He asked moments later.
"Maria and I visited a woman's shop a few days later. I just got what she got." That Maria had a similar dildo seemed to lock into his mind.
"Maria has one, just like this?"
"Yes."
"Does Albert know it?"
"She says they play together, and he'll use it on her, so I assume so."
"Oh." They sat quietly for a few seconds. "Do you have anything else I don't know about?"
"No. But after this week, I think I'm going to get a vibrator."
"After this week? What happened this week?"
Irene withheld names, just talking about 'the girl I was staying with," as she told about being awoken by Tina's buzzing friend. She told how she'd been horny and turned on by the sound, and how Tina had heard her when she played with herself. It was at first reluctantly that she told how she'd witnessed the bulge in Ryan's pants, and then told how she'd been so strongly attracted to him, and him to her, and that all the girls had known it. Finally, she told it all with "he's got a big one."
Oscar's "how do you know" question was explained by her telling of them all going to the nude beach, but then she said that she'd also felt it when he'd pushed it against her bottom.
"He pushed it against your bottom? How did that happen?" Irene had seen Oscar getting erect again as she told him about the mostly innocuous parts of the week, but now, feeling she needed to take the pressure off of what she was about to tell him, she deflected by reaching over and gripping his cock.
"You like this, don't you?" She pushed him back on the bed, lying beside him, cock in hand, and slowly stroked him.
"You know I do."
"Okay, promise me you won't get mad?"
Oscar, jumping the gun, his excitement peaked as he immediately assumed she was going to tell him more than she was. "Did you fuck him?"
"No." Oscars disappointment was palpable.
"Did you... suck him?"
"No."
"Oh." He thought about what it was that she thought he might get upset about, but his imagination was all over the place. "Then what happened?"
Gradually she told him everything. Going to dinner, all of them to his room for a glass of wine, Ryan finding her outside and putting his hand on her hip, onto her bottom, and how when she'd gone back inside to go to her room, he'd kissed her.
