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Ken looked at his email. There were a half a dozen new emails from his posting on Craigslist and he wondered if any of them would truly pan out.
"Hey Ken, I'm home!" His wife Karen called from downstairs.
"Welcome home honey, I'll be down in a moment." He looked at his computer and knew his time was limited. He typed up a generic response that he could send to all six emails.
BCC: anon1@emailz, anon2@emailz, anon3@emailz, anon4@emailz, anon5@emailz, anon6@emailz
From: cuckhubby@emailz
Thanks for your response to my posting! My wife is going out to Barleycorn's around 10 pm tonight! She'll be out with her girl friends but feel free to hit on her. We've talked about how hot she gets when a stranger shows interest. Play your cards right and you might get a hot MILF to take home.
Physically, she's short... only 4'11 with a lovely rack and a nice full booty. She weighs about 130 lbs with blue eyes and brown hair. I've attached a head shot so you can better recognize her.
Again, all I ask is that you fill me in with the details... let's make this happen!
Quickly, Ken pasted the message into the various emails and sent them out. He felt a faint stirring at what might happen tonight before his wife interrupted him.
"Ken! Is dinner ready yet?"
Ken shut down his computer. "Just about Karen!"
He ran down the stairs to get the chicken and potatoes out of the oven. Karen was organizing the papers from her briefcase. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek as he walked past. While he set the table for dinner, he glanced at his wife. Deep in thought, he already imagined her dolled up for a night with the girls. He hoped she would wear the turquoise shirt, it really showed her cleavage off.
The idea for his posting came a few months before when he and his wife had hit a sexual low. Their love making had fallen off to once every few months and lacked any real passion. It almost seemed that they both felt they "should" rather than they "needed" to. Between work, kids, and the same old pattern, the flame of romance was barely a flicker.
Then one night Karen had come home drunk from girls night.
Ken was in mid wank and horned up. Karen was drunk and horned up.
"Honey, I'm a bit drunk." She slurred slightly as she had come into their bedroom.
Ken slammed down the laptop and futilely tried pulling up his pjs.
Karen smiled and licked her lips. "What are you doing there?" She stumbled to the bed and snaked her hand beneath the covers and grabbed his cock. "Oh! There he is!" Her hand began stroking up and down his cock. "Looking at porn? Naughty!"
"Karen!" Ken gasped.
She pressed against him, kissing him before stepping away. With a flirty smile, she gave a slow strip tease. After her dress slipped off, her bra barely contained her D cup breasts. Ken breathed deeply, he had always loved the curves on his wife. She moved her hands over those mounds and clutched them. She unclasped her bra and moved towards Ken. With a laugh, she shook them in his face.
When he reached up to grab them, she gave him a gentle slap on the face. "No! No touching!" He grabbed one of her tits, and she pushed him back with surprising force. "I said no. Do you want me to stop playing?"
Ken shook his head and put hands behind his head.
Satisfied, Karen removed her panties. She grabbed his cock and leaned over and began sucking it. Ken groaned at the feel of his wife's warm mouth. Her hand firmly on his shaft that still peeked out of her mouth and her tongue swirled around the head of his cock.
"Oh yeah baby... that feels so good." Ken reveled in the sensation. He couldn't remember the last time she had given him head.