To the readers, this is fiction and erotic fantasy from some of the women I have dated, had sex with and wished to date and have sex. Take it for what it is, i use it and the stories in Literotica to increase my pleasure.
It was early morning, and I was up and finishing my workout. I headed for the shower and noticed Jan was gone; she must have woke earlier than usual. I could hear her in the room down the hall, which is the dormer above the garage, where she has her treadmill.
Rather than bother her, I decided to head to the shower, to shave and get ready for the work day. I assumed I would save the sexual activities for later that evening. While in the bathroom, I trimmed my stubble beard, lathered up my balls and scrotum area, and whisked away some of the hair. I have learned to like the feel of having a smooth hairless scrotum area and balls. It makes me feel more sexual and Jan, my wife, likes the feel of the area as well. Plus, it increases my sensitivity. After shaving, I showered and dressed for the day. I was not sure if I would be having a customer lunch, so I decided to go without underwear until I knew for sure I would be leaving for lunch. I put on flat front trousers over my naked bottom area and a button down dress shirt without socks.
Heading down the hallway to the home office, I ran into my my wife as she was exiting the dormer in her sports bra, shorts exposing her cheeks and clinging to her beautiful ass. She gave me a peck on the lips, and I could feel myself start to stir under my pants. She must have noticed as she looked lower than eye level then back up while smiling. I proceeded to the office and heard the shower running, I wanted to head back and join her, however I had a conference call starting in thirty minutes and needed to prepare for the meeting.
While getting lost in the start of the day, I did not think again about Jan. It was near the start time for the conference/meeting and I rose from my chair to shut the desk room door. I shut the door, sat down and dialed the number for the conference call. The callers were on and we started the meeting, we were ten minutes into the meeting when I heard the door open.
I put the phone on mute, as my wife entered the room. She was a vision of beauty this particular morning and I could tell there were thoughts of sex on her mind. She was wearing her see through white nurse mini skirt uniform, white thigh high nylons, white spiked heels, a garter belt, showing off her blonde landing strip, and pink gloss lip stick.
Her breasts are highlighted by her large areola, which are darker in color and her large nipples. They were very visible through the translucent uniform. Her muscular legs and tight ass were causing a rise in my cock.
Entering our office, she said good morning, dear. While you were out of town last week, Chase and I used our home to film a scene with Marcus, the black entrepreneur and patient, with a case of erectile dysfunction. We set it up as a home visit by the blonde nurse, the title is "Blonde Nurse cures Black Cock Dysfunction." It is being released today and I thought you should see the initial showing.
Jan said, scene one begins with her, the nurse, giving Marcus, the entrepreneur and patient, oral therapy after his jacuzzi, using her physical tools on his black 9 and 1/4 inch cock, and massive balls.
Our home office is equipped with a large 52 inch screen to allow for viewing multiple applications, while I am working from my home. Jan said, we could use the large screen to view the video, while you listen to your weekly conference call.
She turned me around in the chair so I was facing away from her and told me to relax and continue to focus on my business call. She kissed my neck and ears, which she knows drives me crazy. As she was doing this I could feel my cock rising down the leg of my pants. I tried to think of something else that would get me to a place which might cause me to think of something other than sex and what my beautiful wife was doing to my body and mind, and another man.
She continued to kiss the back of my neck, ears, while running her hands up and down my arms, and chest. She had a pair of soft handcuffs and while smiling she took the phone from my hand and engaged my speaker. Smiling again, she took my hands and handcuffed them behind the back of the chair. She said she would take the phone off mute so I could talk at the appropriate time during the call.