I met my wife after a buddy and I crashed our motorcycles the night before, not really bad, but enough to be sore as hell. We were taking pain killers and plenty of booze to nurse our wounds the next day. After heading back to his place, he suggested we stop and see a couple of girls who lived in the country in an old farm house. That sounded great to me.
We eventually got there and sat around the kitchen table smoking weed and drinking beer. After a few hours, we were out of beer so I took off to get it and Lori (my future wife) hopped in and off we went. It was just small talk but I was drawn to her light blouse and nipples. They were relatively smallish but firm and were clearing visible through her button down blouse.
After grabbing the beer, we headed back to the farm house. My buddy had taken off to the barn. He left a note on the kitchen table that said he went for a roll in the hay. I thought he was joking but Lori said he had been seeing the other girl on and off for several months. So that left Lori and I.
We sat in the living room and she put on some music. We sat around a bit and she finally sat beside me on the couch and said, "they went for a roll in the hay, how about you and I roll in the sheets?". That's all I needed and off we went. We had a nice long fuck with her coming several times. She liked to be on top and was finally exhausted with my hard cock still in her and she laid on my chest. She finally slid up and put her firm and needy breasts within reach of my tongue. That's when I found out how much sucking and licking her nipples turned her on.
After a few minutes of that with my cock still raging hard, she kissed me deeply with her tongue doing wonderful things in my mouth, very erotic. She then whispered into my ear and said "I can't wait to taste your cum" which about made me blow my load. She slid down, licking my stomach until she got near my cock. She dropped below my cock and started licking my balls and worked her way up to the base of my cock. She looked up at me with an incredibly lustful look in her eyes and said she loved cleaning up with her tongue before going for my load. I found out later, even after we were married, that many of thee times we would fuck, she would finish by licking my cock completely clean of her own pussy nectar and when I came in her pussy, she'd lick the cum that would leak out with my cock. She would even suck it out of my pubic hair. She was, and still is, the most erotic woman I've ever known. She was real kinky and I liked it.
Anyway, she licked the underside of my cock from my balls to the tip. My precum was running out in a small stream. She pulled my cock up straight and licked all my precum off the other side of my cock and clear up to the tip again. She then slowly inserted my cock into her mouth and run her mouth up and down on my cock nearly taking it all the way in. This went on for about 5 minutes when she looked up to me and said "I hope you cum a lot" which took me to the edge. But she began licking my balls and running her tongue up my cock to the top and repeated. I was about going nuts. She said, I think you may need to give me something, meaning my cum of course, and I could only moan. So she began sucking my cock as she had before but now she was sliding her talented fingers up and down my cock with her mouth sealed around my the head of my cock. After only 30 seconds, I moaned and erupted into her mouth as she kept jacking me off delicately with all the lubrication from her saliva and sucking the head. Once I started cumming, she began moaning wildly as I pumped my cum into her mouth in what seemed like an endless wave of heavy streams. Once my orgasm began to subside, she lifted her mouth off my cock, licked the cum off the side of my cock that had spilled out, then began squeezing my cock from the bottom up to the top in order to get all the cum out of me. It was especially thrilling to watch her lick it off my cock and see it on her tongue. Once she had finished, she hopped up and got us both a beer and climbed back into bed beside me. With a big smile, she said I had made her cum again by giving her my heavy load of cum. Then she said "I hope you don't think I'm weird but I really, REALLY like for a man to get off into my mouth.". Of course, I loved it as well and said as much. She said great, then we'll do it again in a little while. In less than an hour, I pushed her head down to my cock again, had her suck it hard, then got her on her hands and knees and began fucking her doggy style hard and fast. Once I felt my load rising, I had her spin and catch my load again. She moaned again and was almost writhing as I pumped my second load into her mouth. Once I was done and my cock slipped from her mouth, she remained by my cock with her eyes closed and then thanked me for giving her two loads. Then we hopped out of bed, got dressed again.
As my buddy and I took off on our bikes, she stopped me and asked me if I would like to stop back. I had a girlfriend but it wasn't too serious yet, so I said sure. And that's how we established a relationship.
We were married about a year later and had a wonderful sex life. When she smoked weed, she got especially horny. I mean the kind of horny where she would walk through traffic blindfolded to get my cock in her.
She had a job as an English professor at the local community college and I drove tractor trailer locally, home every night. We bought a small house way out in the country in central Pennsylvania, had some acreage with a few beef cows, goats, and horses. We even had a coop full of chickens; life could not get any better. She would share all the gossip from work, normally about what the other girls talked about, which was the men who worked there. She said Bill, who was about 30, was supposed to be the stud of the group and some of the girls especially liked him because he was infertile, so he was "safe" and two of the married women quietly told her that was so nice because they were not worried about getting pregnant by him. Yep, he had a small harem there. Of course there were others they regularly talked about but I heard the most about Bill.
We went to a few parties the professors and instructors had and they were mostly pretty cool. Quite a few of them smoked weed and loved to drink. So we would sometimes go to the lake together and camp or just fish and party. Things were progressing well and I finally felt a great deal of security with our situation financially with both of us making good money. This went on a few years and seemingly out of nowhere, wham, I was laid off. I was stunned since I had not seen it coming. And the folks I worked for were the largest employer in the area and they were closing. What the hell was I to do now.
Lori kept her ears out but many of the husbands of her coworkers were also affected so we were all scrambling of the very few jobs that were available. I wasn't fast enough and found myself unemployed and no job opportunities nearby. So this went on for about 6 weeks with nothing opening up anywhere.
Lori said we could sell the house and find a place to rent. I refused to lose this house she loved so much. She painted the place inside beautifully, we maintained the original hardwood floors, painted the outside and put a new tin roof on it. The house was nearly 100 years old and was a once in a lifetime opportunity. We had 25 acres around us so we had a very isolated and beautiful home. I was sick at my stomach.
It was getting cold and a couple of buddies and I went deer hunting the following week. All we talked about was what to do for jobs. Some took minimum wage jobs at the local grocery store, hardware, and feed mill. But that wasn't going to work for us. At the end of the week, all we had got was a couple of big hangovers and no deer. As we were leaving one of the guy's garage that Saturday afternoon, my close buddy Dennis stopped me by my truck and said he found a great paying job driving again but it was near his uncles. So, where the hell does your uncle live? He kind of hung his head and said well, that's the issue, he lived in Montana. Hell, that was nearly 2,000 miles away I said. I thanked him and wished him good luck and to let me know how things went.
I told Lori about it and she said she had spoken to Joy, who was Dennis' wife, about it. They were going to try it for 6 months. She said Joy was planning on flying out at least once a month to be with him until they had a different plan. She looked at me kind of guilty and said, Joy asked me if I could convince you to go with him and split rent and travel expenses out there. I was shocked and asked her if she really thought that was a good idea. She said hell no it wasn't a good idea, but it might be our only option for now. So we discussed it more, I spoke to Dennis and he told me he was leaving after Christmas. So, after wracking my brain for an alternative plan, we decided there was no other option at this time.