Emily sat back and spoke to Ellen, her younger sister on the phone.
"No, I really don't know what I'm going to do Ellen. Jack and I stopped having sex 3 months ago and it's driving me crazy. When I try to talk with him about it he gets angry and it starts a big fight."
"Well sis, if I were you, I would try to talk to him again, and then, it's up to you. There are a lot of men out there that I'm sure would love to get in your pants."
Emily knew her younger sister was right. Even though she was 32 she had taken care of herself and she thought she still could attract a man. At 5'7", 130 lbs, her 36C boobs had only slightly gave in to gravity. They still held up fairly nicely and her hips hadn't even started to spread on her. She ran 3-5 miles a day at the local track in the city park and she was happy with herself.
"Yes, Ellen, I know they would, there's this guy at the store that has been flirting with me for the past two weeks. He just started there, but I know what you mean. I don't want to cheat on Jack though. We've been happy for the past 11 years. I don't know what to do."
"Emily, if you and Jack can't work it out, he has to face the fact that you will get that itch taken care of where you can. Hell, I've screwed around on Larry a couple of times since we've been married and he never knew. Like they say, it returns back after it's stretched out." Ellen laughed into the phone and Emily did too.
"Well, I'll see what happens, but I can tell you, I'm horny as hell, and I need a cock."
"Call me tomorrow, Em, after you two talk."
"Okay, honey, bye bye for now."
"Bye Em."
After Emily hung up the phone she thought about what she was going to say to Jack again this time. She knew it would probably end up the same as it did every time, his blowing his top and heading out to a bar. Then he would come home late and drunk and go to sleep.
The only relief she had lately came in the form of mechanical assistance. She had bought a 7" silver vibrator and had used it twice since she got it last week. She remembered how the male sales clerk had looked into her eyes the day she went to buy it, but she didn't care. She had really needed something and it had worked beautifully, but it didn't replace a man. She enjoyed the taste of a man, she enjoyed the feeling of sperm running down the crack of her ass after being fucked, she just loved a man and the feeling that she got from him.
When Jack got home that evening she had dinner ready for him and when they had finished, she asked him "Can we talk?"
"What do you want to talk about?"
"We haven't made love in almost three months, Jack. What's wrong? I've tried to initiate but you've pushed me away. Don't you love me any more?"
"Damn it Emily, I've got things on my mind. I don't need you nagging me all the time." He got up and headed for the door, "I'll be back later, don't wait up for me."
When he left, Emily started crying. She cried for an hour, then she stopped and made a decision for herself. She would show him. She would take care of her problem. She went up to her room and locked the door, got into bed and drifted off to sleep,
When she awoke she went downstairs and discovered that Jack must not have come home last night. She didn't care, she already had made up her mind. She fixed breakfast, the cleaned up the house a little and took a shower. She fixed her hair, put on a bra and bikini panties, then picked out a thin white dress that was sheer enough if she stood in bright light you would look at her entire body through it.
She left the house at about 2:30 and headed for a lounge on the other side of town. She parked her car and when she entered the bar, she stood for a moment with the door open waiting for her eyes to adjust. She knew that the bright lights from outside had the desired effect she had dressed for. When her eyes adjusted, she walked over to a booth and sat down, allowing her skirt to ride high on her thighs. She looked around the bar, and noticed there were four men in it. One of them, a very nice looking Italian looking man with fairly long hair was staring at her. She smiled at him and he got up and walked toward her. When he got to her booth, he asked if he could buy her a drink.
"Sure, if you like to. Would you care to sit down?"
He motioned for her to slide over and sat next to her. When the waitress appeared, he ordered himself and her a drink and said "You looked great when you came in. By the way what's you name?"
"Emily and you?"
"Chuck, nice to meet you Emily."
When the waitress brought the drinks, he paid her and told her to keep the change.
Emily took the cherry from her drink and put it in her mouth and sucked on it, before taking it from the stem and eating it.
"God, Emily, you are a hot number." His hand lay on her thigh as he spoke. She made no move to try and remove it.
"Thanks Chuck. You look mighty good yourself." She felt his hand move higher up her thigh and she made no move to stop him. She wanted to get fucked and he seemed to be the answer to her problem.
"What's a nice girl like you doing out here today?"
"Well, Chuck, I'm looking for a man. I need to have an itch scratched."
Chuck needed no further encouragement and his hand slid up her thigh until his fingers touched her panties.
Emily opened her legs a little and she felt a sudden rush as for the first time in months, a hand besides her own touched her pussy, even though the material of her bikini panties still kept him at bay. "Want to go somewhere Emily?"
"I would love to Chuck. Have you got somewhere?"
"We can get a motel room not far from here. Want to ride with me."
"Yes, I would love to."
They went to his car, and he drove to the motel. She waited as he went in and registered. They drove to a place near the room, He led her to the room that he had paid for and he opened the door. As soon as she was in the room, she turned and put her arms around him and they started kissing. She kicked off her shoes and he reached down to the bottom of her dress as they continued to kiss. He pulled it over her head, and threw it aside. She took his shirt and pulled it over his head and tossed it too aside. She felt him unsnapping her bra and she let it slip from her shoulders. Then she grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down and stepped out of them. He removed his pants and shoes and stood there in his shorts. She dropped to her knees in front of him and pulled his shorts down. His cock sprang into the open and it slapped her nose. She quickly opened her mouth and swallowed his cock. His hands went to her head and he held her as he pushed his hips forward until his balls rested against her chin.
He pulled from her mouth and stood her up. He pushed her down on the bed and he entered her with any more foreplay. He started fucking her quickly, and she returned his thrusts with hers. Their loins slapped into each other as they fucked. His cock was ramming her cunt and her clit hit him when they collided and she started feeling the beginning of her orgasm. She whined as they fucked and she cried "Damn it fuck me hard, fuck me like a whore. I need it bad. I'm close to cumming, fuck me harder, Chuck."
Chuck began to increase his tempo even more, they were making the room shake as they fucked, and Emily was very loud. They both started breathing harder until Emily started to climax, when Chuck realized this, it sent him over the edge and his cock started to spew his sperm into her cunt. When they had both been spent they lay together, both somewhat exhausted by the quick fuck they had just had.
Emily lay in post orgasm bliss, thinking about how wonderful that had been. She had just been fucked by someone she had only met 20 minutes ago, and she had been fucked very well. She thought to herself, "This will happen again, soon."
