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I am waiting with anticipation for tonight, it is my 42nd birthday which means my annual blowjob from my wife Marci. I used to be assured of two BJs a year, once on our anniversary and my birthday. Over the last two years that has been reduced to once a year. We have been married for 14 years, as far as I know we are still in love. Our careers and three kids have kept us very busy, so much so we have neglected our love life. But all that will change tonight, I am assured of at least a blowjob. As with most couples during our engagement and first year of marriage our sex lives were very active. Our sex life consisted of vanilla sex primary only missionary position, slam bam thank you ma'am and the occasional blow job, while she loves receiving oral sex, she has always been reluctant to reciprocate. I've asked her why not more. She said she never liked the taste, which is oblivious since she always spits out the cum out as fast as it goes in.
I had to work later than planned, so I rushed home. My wife greeted me at the door, she gave me a great kiss and wished me Happy Birthday. She said get upstairs and change we are meeting my parents for dinner. I had totally forgotten we were meeting my folk's dinner. Dinner ran late and in anticipation for what was to come later Marci had been drinking somewhat heavily. We got home, it was well after midnight, and I still had to run the sitter home. By the time I returned home Marci was passed out on the bed half naked. So, I crawled into bed somewhat depressed and quickly fell asleep. In the morning Marci had gone to work before I woke, not even a goodbye or I am sorry.
So, all day, I looked forward to tonight again, it may not be my birthday anymore, but a BJ is a BJ I got off work early and headed home, Marci wasn't home so I showered and manscaped myself. Marci came home looking somewhat bedraggled. I asked what was up and she said she was really beat; we had a quick dinner and she was off to bed. So, it was now Saturday, I had a host thing to do today. After finishing the yard work, I had to run to the hardware store. While in town, I drove past the adult bookstore. Now I've heard rumors that the bookstore was a place you could go to get a quick blow job. I thought to myself I should check it out since I was shorted my annual blowjob, and what could be more exciting than getting a strange woman. I made a U-turn at the next intersection. I quickly pulled in the lot, parking in the front and entered the store. I must say the front end of the store was disappointing; it was dark and dingy. There were shelves scattered about with all sorts of adult DVD's and toys, some of which I couldn't describe or determine their purpose. I was in awe.
Totally unfamiliar, with the whole concept of how things worked in the bookstore. I milled around the shop watching several men buy tokens and enter the back area. Having watched others, I figured that had to be where the action was to occur. I went ahead and paid my fee, got my tokens and went to the back room. It was not what I expected, it was very dark there were couches around the main room, there was a large screen with two guys sucking each other off, my first reaction was yuk. Nothing is more discussing than gay sex to me. I just don't understand how one man could have sex with another. But yet I could not take my eyes off the screen, it was like a moth to a flame. I looked around and there were a series of doors with lights above red and green. I thought that must be where you go to get a blow job. One again I watched, I saw a man walk out of a door. He was in the process of zipping up his fly. The light above switched from red to green. No one else was around so I proceeded to the door, I grabbed the handle in trepidation. I thought to myself nothing ventured nothing gained.
Inside it was a very dark room with an old torn chair, and a tiny viewing screen with porn running. On the screen was a woman in a similar room with a large white cock sticking through a hole. The woman was working the cock with total reckless abandon. Never in the years I have been married has my wife ever worked that hard on my dick. The woman was wearing a black lace mask that covered most of the face to hide her identity. She was swallowing the entire cock shaft. It was amazing. The woman seemed familiar but I couldn't place her because of the bad lighting, definitely not professional porn. She must be one of the many porn actresses I have seen before. None the less my cock was quickly hardening. As I was rearranging my cock in my pants, I noticed a small hole just like the one in the movie.
