Three weeks had passed since I arrived in Houston. Over that time, I had trained two interns on how to treat an older woman with respect and how to make her cum. John and Sam had many hours of being between my legs, licking and kissing my tight little pussy. I had many orgasms and my husband Steve had received quite a few videos. The sad part was I had not had sex in three weeks. I missed Steve and called him to see if he would drive down from Dallas for a romp in the hay. Steve was incredibly happy to oblige and told me he would come down after work on Friday.
My Friday nights had consisted of the two boys practicing their technique on my clit. However, this Friday was going to be different. When our shift ended on Friday, I told the boys that we would not start our training until 10 pm. I explained that there was something I needed to attend to. They agreed and said they were looking forward to seeing me.
Steve arrived about 7 pm. We immediately hopped into bed and fucked like two rabbits. He threw my ass around the room a couple times. I had numerous orgasms and he came twice in me. As 10 pm approached, I told Steve that I wanted him to hide in the bathroom attached to my bedroom and watch the boys eat my pussy. He burst out laughing. He could not believe that I was going to make them eat a cream pie from my freshly fucked hole. I explained that they both needed to learn what a pussy looks like that had been fucked properly. Steve, as usual, was game.
At 10 pm, there was a knock at the door. I was is in bed totally naked, legs spread open. I yelled for them to come in. The came to the bedroom door and nearly passed out. I was spread out on the bed waiting for them. I asked who wanted to be first and John said it would be him. I pointed to my pussy and told him to treat it right. John had learned his lesson well over the last few weeks. He slowly kissed my inner thighs and made his way to my very wet hole. John's tongue darted into my freshly fuck pussy. Wetness filled his mouth. He backed up a bit. I looked down at him and told him that he must be doing something right because I was so wet. That was the ego stroke he needed, as John quickly dove into me deeply.