It was a hard, horny weekend of cock teasing and body worship for my wife, but no orgasms for me, and I loved every cock straining, ball aching, penis dripping moment.
We went about our business of a normal weekend, except I had agreed to not cum until Monday evening. This gave me the opportunity to concentrate only on my wife's pleasure, and it gave her the opportunity to have fun with my horniness and to be selfish, knowing I wanted her to do both. She patted, kissed and stroked me more often than usual, and had me "service" her whenever she wanted. Servicing her is really for me, I think I like it more than she does I think. She insisted I shower with her, and she turned the heat up and slept naked, knowing my access to her body would make me that much hornier.
Of course she joked and teased me about my "orgasm denial situation" as much as possible and I just loved that. My balls were sore and my cock was in a constant state of firmness. My cock head became very sensitive and was a constant reminder of my situation. Heck, my prostate actually ached from no release. I just loved it all, the frustration, the erections, her orgasms and the added attention my cock was getting, even with no release.
Monday morning, we showered together, and I concentrate on shaving my face as smooth as possible, and she inspected my cock for any stubble or stray hairs. I was pronounced good to go by 815 and decided to just stay naked. She was leaving for work at 0830.
As we stood in the kitchen, she handed me eye shades to wear when her friend arrived. We stood faces each other, arms out stretched holding hands, as if she were looking at a little kid dressed nicely for Sunday school. She was in a very nice business suit, with a leather briefcase at her side, I was completely naked, shaved hard and a little scared. She could tell I was nervous.
She looked me up and down and told me I looked good. Then she stared at my cock and said with a laugh, "You know your cock looks great. When you don't cum for days, it's swollen and has a purple hue, bulging veins, enlarged balls...it looks abused and in need, but good. You must be about ready to burst! I'm afraid to even touch it, I think you would cum."
"Yea, you shouldn't think about touching it, I'll cover you head to foot with sperm, and I'm not sure your boss would want you in the office like that."
"Now my friend should be here in the next 15 minutes. Clean her up really good, stay between her legs as much as she wants, and then after she leaves, give me a call, OK?"
So matter of fact, clean her up really good, heck, I was going to be going down on a woman I didn't know, right after her husband fucked her and came in her, and she says, clean her up really good!
I say, "OK I will, I promise, I'll do a good job, an enthusiastic job, she'll be happy, I'm sure. I'll make you proud."
"She's very excited I know, I talked with her yesterday when you went out to the food store. She was almost cumming just talking about it on the phone. OK, I have to go, have a good morning and call me when you're done. She'll come in the front door after ringing the bell one time and waiting about 15 seconds. That should be enough time for you to get the blindfold on."
I lean in and kiss my wife lightly on the lips. "OK, that is a good plan, Have a good day, I'll talk to you soon."
And off she went, into the garage, into her car and down the driveway, off to work, leaving me standing naked in our kitchen.
I walked to the couch where my wife had put a large beach towel spread across the cushions and a pillow on the floor. I knelt down on the pillow in front of the couch and put the blindfold on, but up onto my forehead to kind of get the feel of how I would be presented to her. I looked down at my body. I'm glad I lost weight and was getting in shape. I thought I looked ok in a naked, shaved, needing to cum hard cock kind of way.
The doorbell rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin!!! "Jesus." I said out loud, and though they must have passed each other on the street, my wife going out, and her friend coming in. I wonder if they waved to each other. At least I wouldn't have to wait. I pulled the eye shade down over my eyes.
I heard the door open, and footsteps down the hall toward the couch. She stopped, she was looking at me, I heard a slight moan. She walked to my side and stood there for a minute, then I heard her moving and the distinct sound of clothing sliding over skin and being dropped on the floor. I then felt her step between where I was kneeling and the couch, and for the first time, I could smell her and feel the heat of her body.
