"Oh, I never give my husband blowjobs"
My ears perked up instantly, as this was something I wasn't expecting to hear especially from someone I hadn't even met, but one occasionally hears such things while at the local spa.
She went on - actually speaking to the girl doing her pedicure, but talking loud enough that I could hear it as my nails were getting done. "Sure, he'd love it if I did, but I tried it once, didn't care for it at all, and simply refused to ever do it again. Oh, I did try it another time or two over the years - but still just didn't like it at all. Of course, he still asks occasionally, but he knows what the answer will be. So he doesn't press the issue."
I think her esthetician was a little shocked to hear such talk as well, as she was clearly a devout born-again sort with the Bible verses and religious symbols all around her workspace. She just half nodded and tried to change the subject. "My niece is in a school play this weekend, it looks really good."
Mary (I learned her name later that afternoon) took the esthetician's hint and didn't volunteer any further intimate revelations about her sex life. Frankly, I was disappointed - enough to encourage me to speak uncharacteristically boldly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be nosey, but I'd love to chat with you after your pedicure if you have the time."
Her initial look had me thinking I was about to get chastised for daring to butt in, but then she smiled and said "That would be great! Maybe coffee - or a glass of wine when we're done?"
"Sounds great!" I smiled back, "First glass is on me!"
My nails and her pedicure were both done about the same time, so after goodbyes and leaving our respective girls nice gratuities, we headed out.
"I really didn't mean to pry" I confessed, but I had to hear more about what you mentioned. By the way, I'm Jo - actually Josephine, but I just go by Jo."
"I'm Mary" she responded, "and I suppose I wasn't being very subtle back there - sorry if I offended..."
"Oh, not at all" I assured her, "frankly, I welcome the honesty. People around here can be so..." I searched for a word that wouldn't offend.
"Conservative? Prudish? Holier than Thou?"she offered.
We both laughed as she grabbed the door handle of the little cafe two doors down from the spa. "Here's a quiet corner" she directed as we entered, "I like to relax with a glass of wine - or so - when I have a spa day. The place is kinda out of the way and the servers don't rush you. They have a few good wines here too."
"Hi Mary, the usual?" asked the owner - who due to the ubiquitous post-Covid staffing shortage - was running the place solo.
"Yes, please Gloria, a large pour!"
"Ohhh - rough day Mary?" she laughed.
"No, just think I might need to let my hair down a bit."
Based on what Mary had said at the spa, she didn't any help letting her hair down.
"Gloria, this is my new bff Jo."
I made a face at the 'bff' reference.
"Jo, this is my old bff Gloria." She laughed.
"I'll try not to take that personally" Gloria smirked. "What'll ya have Jo?
"Um, how about a nice Cab Gloria?
"I've got a great one Jo - short or long?"
"I may need a big one too..."
"Right back" Gloria says, turning on her heel.
"Wow! Your 'new bff?' I mean, we just met". I said.
"Honey, you're the one who said she wanted to have a private conversation. Anyone who would ask for that based on what I said is almost certainly gonna be my bff!" Mary announced. "Did I shock you? Back in the spa?" She asked.
"Yes. No. Kinda, I mean, I'm not sure. I mean, it kinda came out of nowhere and I wasn't expecting it." I paused, "...and I guess that you never...." I looked around nervously and quietly finished, "never go down in your husband."
"Oh honey," Mary replied, "why would you be surprised? I know several other women who just don't do that. Wait a second...." She nodded over my shoulder. I saw Gloria on her way back.
"Here you go girls." She said, setting the glasses down, I've got paperwork to do, so just holler if you need another."
"Thanks hun" Mary replied as Gloria headed back behind the counter.
Once she was out of earshot, I turned back to Mary, "Never?" I asked.
"Never, I mean, like I said - I tried it, didn't like it at all, and just told Bob I wouldn't be doing that." She took a sip of her white wine.
"Wow" I replied, taking a sip of my Cabernet, "if I told Rick that - he'd probably leave me - or - find it somewhere else."
"Bob and I talked about that - him 'finding it somewhere else' but we pretty much agreed that it was too risky. I might think it's OK at first, but then be unable to live with the thought of him and another woman. He - very wisely - said that he'd not risk endangering our marriage over involving another woman."
"Do you think he means that? I mean, you have zero concern that he might be tempted?" I had to ask.
"Well, let's say I'm 95 plus percent sure. Don't get me wrong, we have a great sex life aside from that, though, I think that Bob would be a lot more generous with the muff diving if I reciprocated. (I was shocked again at the comment, but hid it.) But, some of the things we -are- into would shock the hell outta local folks - spanking, pegging, a little bondage here and there. We're definitely not bored in the bedroom!"
We both laughed.
"I would never have guessed you were into... those things. I thought my Rick was a little kinky, maybe he's more normal than I thought." I confessed.
Mary just nodded, "Nice to know. I'd love to compare notes!"
"How about you?" Mary went on, "Do you give Rick head often?"
"Oh gawd yes! I really think it's his favorite thing to do in bed. You should hear him moan when I......" I blushed.
"Oh, you can't stop now!" Mary pressed.
I lowered my voice, "...when I first take him in my mouth.... and..." I looked around to make sure we were alone, "...especially when I have him cum in my mouth." I blushed even redder.
"I could never do that. I'd probably hurl all over him."
I rambled on, "Rick just loves to watch me take him in my mouth - and I really do love to please him that way. He even says he's a little jealous."
"Jealous?" Mary asked.
"He says it looks like I'm enjoying it SO much that he feels he's missing out on something great."
"Do you think Rick would like to.... Um, I mean..." Mary paused.
"Give a guy a blowjob?" My turn to pause. Talking about myself was one thing, but telling Mary something so personal about Rick seemed like it might be crossing a line. "Well, um, I really shouldn't say..."
"Oh come on!" Mary insisted, "You started this!"
"I did? I thought you started it when you blurted out what you said at the spa!"
"Oh, that was just mundane girl-talk. You and I are having a private chat here. C'mon, out with it!"
I lowered my voice, "OK, yes, Rick said he would really like to at least try it once." There, I said it. I hope she doesn't blab it all over this small town!
"Hmmmm." Mary said thoughtfully.
"Did you ever talk about him actually -doing- that? I mean... really?"
"Well, kinda. I asked him if he had anybody in mind, and he said no. We kinda let it drop there. Just seems too difficult to make it happen - safely, I mean." My turn to ask a question, "Why do you ask?"
"Just thinking out loud here..... I've got a husband that is dying to have his cock sucked...and..." she stopped.
"...and I've got a husband who wants to try giving another guy head." I finished.
"Do you think we should get these guys together?" Mary offered, "I mean, it would solve both problems - and it really wouldn't be 'cheating', I mean, if it was okay with us."
"And them of course." I added.
"Of course."
We both stopped an took a large swig of our wine.
"Well, Rick was pretty specific about finding the 'right guy' if he ever was to do this."
