Our affair continued and we met several times a week after work. We usually went to his apartment and played like we were dating. Some nights we ate dinner out, some nights we ate in- those were the best times. He loved to eat me! Since he had never had the opportunity for oral sex in his marriage we frequently engaged in this enjoyable pastime. One memorable night was his first experience in a 69 position.
We had gone to his apartment right after work. We ended up on the couch and he removed my boots. (Those not-so-sexy steel-toed boots I wrote about before!) After massaging my tired feet he worked his way up to my crotch and teased me thru my jeans. I climbed onto his lap and began kissing his neck. We made out for a time and I eventually worked my way down to his cock. I freed it from his jeans and told him he was going to cum in my mouth that day. (Previously I had not convinced him it was OK to do that, he always pulled out, he said he was afraid I would be grossed out)
I opened my top and pulled my bra down to expose more of my tits and used them along with my hands and mouth to stimulate him. I could grasp my nipples and pull my breast around him and still have enough cock left poking out the top to suck on. I could also twist my nipples as hard as I like this way! Kneeling between his legs this way I had to bend my head down over him and I couldn't deep throat him. After a while of this I suggested a position change that would let me swallow him all.
We got up and I removed the rest of my clothes. He still had all of his clothes on, but his cock hung out of his pants. I lay down on the couch upside down, so my head hung off the seat. My butt was against the back of the couch and my legs were against the wall. We had to pull a cushion off another chair to raise my shoulders up so my mouth was at the right height, but when we got it adjusted he could kneel in front of the couch and slide right in my mouth. I used my hands to control his swinging cock. I slid it in and out of my mouth slowly going further back. The large head would fill my throat and I would have to hold my breath while I tried to swallow it. I hoped the swallowing sensation felt good. I was free to let my head do most of the moving and I lathered him with my spit and gagged more and more of his cock down. At times I would have to come back to the short strokes with my mouth, to catch my breath, but I kept returning to the deep throating as often as I could. His cock was rock hard.