I slept for the night on a small couch in my home office. I woke around 9:30 Saturday morning, but when I turned on the cameras, Sharon was nowhere to be seen in the house.
After half an hour with no activity, I knew she was out, so took the opportunity to use the basement bathroom, brushed my teeth and had a quick shower. I surfed for a couple of hours after that to kill time, then heard her come in the front door around 1 o’clock. Mark was with her but no Lisa. She got them each a drink as they chatted in the kitchen.
After ten minutes, Sharon moved the small talk in a different direction. “I have to say Mark,” said Sharon, “Lisa has said some very complimentary to me about you.”
“Oh yeh? In what way?” asked Mark.
Sharon glanced to the front of his shorts, then smiled back up at him. Mark took her meaning with a little surprise.
“Was she exaggerating?” Sharon smiled.
“I don’t know. What did she say?” Mark teased.
“Could I see it? I’m kinda curious.” Sharon took a sip from her glass.
“You’re a married woman Sharon.”
“I know I am. I just want to see it. What do you say?”
Mark set his drink down and undid his shorts. He let them fall, then slid down his briefs as well. Soft he was at least 5 or 6 inches. Standing there in his t-shirt and pants around his ankles, Mark cooly sipped from his drink. Sharon moved closer.
“Mmmm. Looks nice. How big does it get?”
“Bigger.”
“Mm-hmm. But how big?” Sharon said, playing along with the ritual. She cupped his cock with her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Sharon smiled, “Very nice.” She squeezed him again, then tugged slightly.
“Keep doing that and you’ll find out.”
“Really?” Sharon asked. “Maybe I shouldn’t be doing that anymore.”
On that note she dropped to her knees and slipped his cock into her mouth. She slowly bathed it and sucked, as it grew and grew. Fully erect, it looked like he was bigger than the strap-on Lisa had used on Sharon. Sharon had a hard time getting more than half of him into her mouth. Mark leaned back on the counter and enjoyed her talents.
“Oooh, that’s good… keep going…yeh…mmm…”
Sharon sucked him and pumped him with her hand. After about 15 minutes, Mark’s breathing became very shallow.
“I’m going to come… yeh… I’m gonna… gonna… hmmmm… oooh…”
With that Mark held Sharon’s head gently in place. His knees sank a little as his legs weakened, shooting his come into her mouth. She couldn’t handle it all, and pulled her mouth off as Mark continued to come, over her face and hair. Sharon pumped him furiously as he continued coming, then pulled him back into her mouth.
When he finished, Sharon slowed and then popped him out. She looked up at his glazed face, herself smiling and Mark looking blankly.