Chapter 1
Let's start by saying that unlike most of the stories I read my wife is not what most consider a bombshell, Of course I think she is gorgeous but I'm bias after 25 years. She isn't 5'6 with a flat belly and perfect DD's topped with a tight little ass. She is a mother of 3, all by C section. She has been hit on a few times over the years and lacks the self-confidence to take advantage of her looks. To me, by all accounts a MILF.
We have always enjoyed a normal sex life. We would talk about different things once in a while we even took a shot at trying another couple. But being inexperienced and unsure it kind of fizzled out before it really got started.
I had no major complaints and I considered things to be 'normal' in the bedroom considering we had been married for 25 years. Oh sure we had a couple of positions, a little oral a few toys. But I thought our best sex days were behind us. She liked to be told before I came so she could direct it onto my chest or the towel she always had nearby. We never did anything considered kinky.
Looking back now I think there were a few things that happened over a 6 week period that may have triggered '
The Change
' as I call it. First, she went on a diet. I remember how expensive it was, cleansing week, food changes, no more eating out, planning meals ahead of time and a workout routine. She was about 5 weeks into it and had lost about 20lbs and was feeling really good about herself. Then she entered menopause, that wonderful change in life with enhanced mood swings, hot sweats, and irritability and did I mention mood swings? The final trigger was when the last of the three kids had moved out.
Those three things came to a head on one day, Jan 22
nd
. I was sitting at the kitchen table playing games on the laptop, she was in the living room when I got a text. A very innocent txt from a woman at work and work related. Well the wife flipped out.
"Why the fuck are you getting txt's from a woman outside of work", "what's so important that it can't wait", "Is that the tramp that has been married 3 times", "Doesn't she sleep around at work"
Ah the wonderful mood swings, did I mention those? I couldn't get a word in edgewise and I started to get mad which made it worse and she ended up storming off to the bedroom for the night. I decided that this might be a good night to sleep on the couch.
The next morning I heard her rustling in the kitchen and I thought I would test the troubled waters with a pleasant "Good Morning".
She looked up at me and walked over kneeling down on the floor. "I'm sorry for last night, I shouldn't have blown up"
"That's ok" I said "She didn't need to txt me and I'll make sure not to respond outside of work hours unless it's an emergency"
"Thank you" and she leaned forward to kiss me, "I think I owe you a better apology than that though she said"
She kissed me on the lips then the chin, slid the blanket down and started to kiss my chest.
"Careful now, you're going to wake someone up, and he's going to want more." I chuckled
"I'm kinda counting on him waking" she said and as she slid her hand down under the blanket to my cock. "Oh it's not awake yet, maybe it needs some help". With that she moved further down my body, pulling back the blanket and quickly wrapped her lips around my soft cock. She sucked it in and slid her mouth up the shaft letting it flop back down, then repeated. Each time my cock got a little harder.
"That seems to be working" She said looking up at me. She then used her finger to slowly trace up and down the shaft as she watched it grow to its full potential.
"There it is, a nice hard cock for me, do you like growing hard in my mouth" her finger still sliding up and down the shaft.
"God yes" I muttered. Who wouldn't like that mouth?
She knelt there, her hand and fingers lightly stroking me. She was almost lost in the sight, like it was the first time she had actually looked at my cock. Her other hand reached out and cupped my balls. Softly rolling them around in her fingers she let out a soft moan.
"Why don't you stand up and I can show you how sorry I am"
I had to think for a minute. That is a rare position for us because she finds it to submissive or something. If it did happen she was drunk and she would change positions quickly.
I gathered my thoughts and stood up, I wasn't going to say no to watching this.
As I stood I said "I'll go get you a towel first"
"I don't think we need one" never letting go of my cock I stood up. Now kneeling in front of me one hand was still lightly stroking my shaft and the other was massaging my balls. She sat up a bit. Situating herself in front of me so that my cock was an inch or so from her mouth. She looked up at me making eye contact and opened her mouth slowly. Leaning forward as my cock head slid slowly into her mouth as she closed her eyes, let out a soft moan and slid further forward down the shaft. Her eyes still closed she rocked her head back and forth. Getting my cock good and wet she looked back up at me again moaning in delight.
She release my cock from her mouth letting her hand do some of the work on my shaft "I never let myself enjoy the taste of you early in the morning but there seems to be just the right amount of musk and manliness" and with that she gripped my shaft harder started pumping and twisting with her hand. Every 3
rd
pump or so she would slide her mouth down the shaft getting it wet again. My hips started moving and she could tell I was building.
She looked back up at me keeping her eyes open as her mouth slid down the shaft again matching my pumps. Then she slowed, slid her mouth off me but using her tongue to trace around the head, slightly moaning as if asking for me to cum.
"You keep this up I'm gonna cum"
"That's what I'm waiting for, I want to feel its warmth and taste it."
"You want to what?" I was sure I didn't hear that right
She stopped everything "What you don't want me to taste and feel your load".