Jack was a hard-working gentleman, married with two kids and a highly stressful job. He needed sexual release often as he was a closeted, dirty old man. His extremely perverted thoughts were slowly on the brink of action. His lovely wife Sarah was a country girl from Oklahoma with huge, milky tits and the juiciest ass cheeks north of the state of Texas! She was also a hard-working professional in the medical industry and had become sexually complacent in the later years of their marriage. Jack had patiently waited for his voluptuously shaped wife to allow "sensual relations" on special occasions. Her constant excuse of being too exhausted from work for their sexy time and that fact that she had curves for days was broaching the point of eruption.
It was no surprise that a fondness for phone sex quickly developed for Jack. A weekly stress relieving ritual it soon became as he began to eagerly anticipate these phone sessions. Exhausted Sarah was after all parading around in her usual tight, breast squeezing tank tops and ass hugging shorts. With this constant state of arousal she was causing, something had to be done!
Having spoken with many phone sex operators over the years, none were as talented and creative as Brooke. Her city-girl accent really made his cock, too small for her, rock hard. He knew Brooke had a fondness for well hung men and she was used to getting 7 to 8 inches on a regular basis. It became a topic they visited often during their hot and heavy calls. She would tease him relentlessly about his little dick and he loved it.
From the moment he heard her silky, sensuous voice he knew he had met his match; he was hooked. He was used to controlling the calls and calling all the shots like a porn director, but not with Brooke. She took control and read him like a cheap, dirty paperback, just like the kind Sarah kept in her nightstand. He used to jerk off to them and sometimes they would read them together in more feisty years of their marriage. During their numerous phone sessions Brooke was able to sharpen her instincts and knew just what, how and when to say it. She played Jack like a cello; she was a virtuoso at her craft. Brooke had the key that unlocked intense climaxes like never before. The dirty old man loved it; he couldn't get enough!
Over the years he and Brooke grew closer, and one day the dirty old man finally got enough courage to ask for a sexy, gently worn pair of her dirty panties. He eagerly awaiting the response to the texted request. Watching the little dots wiggle back and forth on his phone, he grew nervous wondering what she was typing, was this too much to ask? Had he crossed the line? Then finally, the little "ding" echoed from his phone, he nervously opened her response...
If she would send them, he had something very naughty planned for her dirty undergarments, something that he hoped would spark a desire that hadn't been ignited in years. He remembered a story Sarah once told him about an experience she had in her first marriage before Jack...
Apparently, one night her ex-husband brought home a topless dancer only a few months after they had been married. He wanted to turn his new bride into a little slut and watch her play with another woman she had never met.
