My wife is hard working and easy to get along with. She thrives as an accountant at the local state university.
Working in the educational field has taught her that you can work and still have some fun. Being in the accounting department for 3 years she has climbed the ladder and is now division chief.
Steph is a workaholic. She loves numbers and the mysteries they present. She is not a great person. Numbers talk, people babble.
Working in an all female staffed office presents certain situations, however they are minimal and easily worked out. The environment is happy and friendly with lots of collaboration.
Every three years the constituent universities in the state gather at a work conference. This allows everyone the opportunity to share the innovative ways people work on technological situations within their specific field of work.
This year the conference was being hosted by a major university in a major city.
Steph is not a city girl... She is a small town college educated accountant. The big city intimidates her and as you can imagine she is a bit nervous about this trip. She is also asked to be a presenter at the conference. YIKES!
Preparing for the conference workshop Steph asks her closest co-worker, Marissa to assist her on this workshop. Marissa is a CPA and a seasoned presenter.
Steph and Marissa started working late nights preparing for their workshop. Steph is exhausted every night and as the date nears she is cranky too. Normally she leaves work at work but this presentation is stressing her out.
A couple of weeks prior to the conference Marissa calls out sick. Steph calls her at home to check up on her. Marissa answers the phone with a certain stress in her voice. Steph picks up on this and immediately begins to comfort her.
When Steph walks in the door that night she is visibly shaking... I set dinner on the table and she sits but more like a robot than a person.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"Marissa is getting a divorce and she is devastated. I spoke to her today and she said that this was going to happen sooner or later, she and her husband of 15 years were growing apart." Steph said in breathy words, almost crying.
"She is not devastated, she is hurt and in pain but she knows this is for the best and as she said, "I will get through this." Marissa is a solid person and I know she can work this out." Steph said with confidence while shaking her head.
"Is she ok going to the conference?" I asked.
"I did not think to ask her. She is working through this and, OH MY GOD. What am I going to do?" Steph stated as she sprang to her feelings and ran into the home office.
Working frantically for several hours, Steph immersed and said, "It will be fine. We already finished the presentation and the coordinators at the conference have received all our information and everything will be set up. I sent the booklet to be printed and can pick them up on Thursday."
Steph looked relieved as she entered the living room. I was watching a hockey game as she slithered down beside me resting her head on my shoulder. I turned the TV off and asked. "You ok?"
"Yea, just wondering, are we ok?" she breathed.
"We're good!" I said with confidence as I held her close.
Steph chuckled and looked at me with a smile. Let's celebrate our 'good marriage'. She said with a chuckle.
I saw a wicked smile appear on her face. Steph reached up my shorts and pulled my cock out. Stroking it she kissed me and then began lowering her head onto my cock. I could feel her warm tongue encircle my head and slide down the shaft. As her tongue moved down I could feel the warm breath of her mouth as she took my cock into her mouth. Releasing my cock Steph looked up and said, "We are good?"
I nodded as I met her eyes. We locked our gaze and carefully she removed my shorts and moved to the floor on her knees pulling my crotch forward to the edge of the couch.
"Relax and let this happen." Steph said in a whisper.
I felt her grip my balls as she began gyrating on my shaft. Deeper and deeper my cock went into her mouth. I could hear her gag each time she took me all the way in. After several gargles she released my cock then while staring at me slowly took my cock all the way to the base. Her nose pinned into my pubic hair. I could feel her throat almost massaging my cock head. I have never felt this before.
This is not something Steph does, EVER!
"I'm going to explode." I blurted out.
With confidence Steph pushed deeper and let me release my cum.
Steph began pumping my cock from bottom to the head and then back down. Cum was running out of her mouth and down my balls carefully sliding down my anus.
"Steph, what did you do?" I murmured..
"Always wanted to do that. Dark fantasy I never acted on." she replied.
"Now, let me clean you up." She stated and then began licking the cum from my shaft and out of my pubic hair.
I was in total shock. Steph never did this EVER... She was a church mouse when it came to sex and especially oral sex.
I watched as she used her tongue to gather the cum and drink it down. With my eyes as wide as they could go I watched as steph lowered her head to my balls then she began licking cum from my asshole.
"What are you doing?" I let out.
"I'm tired of being bored. I want to venture into other things. I know you always wanted me to do this and now I want to give it to you. I know I don't like cum, but I am getting use to it. I Like it. Not as awful as I thought."
Lowering her tongue to my anus again I let my head drift back and enjoyed the rimming I was receiving...
"Your turn!" Steph bellowed out as she stood up and disrobed. Sitting on the couch Steph turned around and presented her ass to me. "Tongue my ass if you dare." She said with a delight in her voice.
I leaned forward and stroked her from her vaginal lips up to her rosebud. Planting a long sustained tongue right on her rosebud I began to circle it. As I was generating copious amounts of saliva, Steph began pushing back allowing my tongue to push into her anus. She moaned, "Yes, oh I love it. eat my ass Patrick." She let out.
This was so not Steph! Did she have a stroke?
I withdrew my tongue and again began putting spit on my finger. I presented it to her anus and said, "You want this?"
Steph did not hesitate, she pushed back onto my finger as I felt it disappear into her asshole. "MMMMMMMM." She let out and continued to drive her asshole onto my finger. I felt her hit my knuckle and she pulled her anus off my finger.
"This is nuts!" I said. "Do we need to talk?"
"Are you having fun Patrick?" she asked.
"Yes!" I replied.
"Lets have more fun. I know it is unorthodox and out of character but after listening to Marissa today I had a lot of self searching. Marissa listed things that her husband said were missing from their marriage. Mostly sexual but it hit me, we only have vanilla sex. I don't want that anymore..." Steph said looking into my eyes.
While on the phone Marissa was blaming herself for not being erotic enough. Plain Jane, vanilla sex. "If I knew he wanted me to try sexual things that bad I may have done it. Too late now huh." Marissa kept saying...
"I know it was not Marissa's fault, it's a partnership but she got me thinking. I need to listen to your needs and at least respond to your desires. Not be 'plain vanilla Steph'."
Steph and I had amazing mutual sex. Shit we would have never done yesterday. Today it is a delight..
A day before the conference, Steph called our home and said, "guess what?" "What?", was my reply. "Marissa is going to the conference. She asked if it was ok at the last minute and I said hell yea. She needs to clear her head and begin her next chapter in her life."
"Great, I know your presentation will be fantastic," I said back.
I drove Steph and Marissa to the airport and watched as their plane started to taxi to the runway.
A couple hours later while at home, The phone rang, It was Steph.
"Hey, you get in ok?" I asked as I answered the phone.
