After being married for more than a decade I expected our sex life to be a lot more quiet or less intense. Not with Katherine, no way. She's insatiable. Good for me!!! In her mid-30s and having the most gorgeous face gets her a lot of attention and a lot of looks, although she likes to down play it and act as if people don't notice her. She's humble, which is endearing. Every morning I get to watch her shower that amazing body, curvy, large breasted, shaved, and she walks past me naked, I always look. It doesn't depend on what I'm doing or how busy I am. Then I endure the torment of watching her put her work clothes on. When she gets dressed I feel like she's covering priceless art with a tarp. She works in corporate America and dresses very upscale and sensible, but there is no hiding that body or that rack no matter how she dresses. One of the male employees that was working though college commented that she was his entire WILF list, Wife.....you know the rest.
She may flirt a little from time to time, laugh a little harder, touch a little more often, but she is a good girl, well behaved and trustworthy. That all changes once in a while in the bedroom. Most nights is just crazy passionate sex with touching and kissing and rolling around finding any fun position in the bed, or wherever we are when we jump on each other. Some nights she changes things up and wants to watch some porn, especially while I'm going down on her. She watches the action on the TV intently when she can keep her eyes open during my licking and sucking and fingering. Once she gets off she watches it a little less and me a little more, which is still hot to me.
Some nights she is in a different mood. Since college we threw around the idea of a threesome with one of her friends. Back then we thought about a girl she played sports with that had a hard body and might have fun with us. Through the years the names have changed but the idea has stayed there. Eventually Katherine would start talking during sex about what we could do with another woman. Her passion and enthusiasm was hot and made the sex incredible as we acted it out.
A couple of years ago Katherine mentioned a couple and she liked them both. The wife of that couple was, of course, just what Katherine wanted: brunette, thin, great tits, athletic and just all around sexy. She said she liked them both though. Both was new. Both was okay. She thought the husband, Steve, was pretty hot and had noticed he had something to work with down there when we were at their pool one weekend. This thought lingered in my mind for a while, a few days or more. Then one night while I was in bed Katherine crawled in bed and jumped on me, naked and already wet. She started grinding her wet pussy against me as she made out with me to get me hard. Before she slipped it in she said started talking about what she would do if the other wife was there. I stopped her and asked what she would do if Steve was in bed with us. She seemed to stop and think for a second, which only lasted a second or so until I started to slide inside.
"Ohh yes," she said softly and closed her eyes.
I told her I wanted the role play to be different tonight. Tonight instead of talking about what we would do to another woman, I wanted to talk about what she could do to another man. I could tell she was thinking so I threw her on her back and shoved myself back inside her. I started talking about her with another man all over her, touching her amazing body, playing with and sucking on her tits, going back down and licking that perfectly shaven pussy and then fucking her. As I described it to her she started to get more noisy and said she wanted to try that too. As I described some things I wanted to see and asked her to picture it and think about if she would like it, I got my answer. She was so wet it was running onto the bed and she came very quickly, both times.
After that night we talked about it a few more times in bed, and then eventually out of the bedroom also. We both liked the idea but we didn't know how to go about it. Sure, any straight guy would love to get naked with her, but how to get that to happen with me watching. My buddies had all made comments about how hot she was and the more brazen friends said that they would do her if anything ever happened to me and they thought she would be amazing. If they only knew.
We joined a website, that didn't work, we looked on Craigslist, hell no. We gave up but we would talk about it once in a while during sex and it was always hot for both of us, as it always is. She thought about it more and more, even buying a toy to use to get more of the "feel for it." She'd suck on me and use the toy on herself, slow at first and then faster and harder. It was so hot to watch from up by her face. I was pretty far into her mouth and she was slurping up and down with that gift of giving she has and I would look inch by inch down her amazing body and find that toy sliding in and out. Enough! I couldn't wait. I had to jump in there and do the work.
"You know you can't just jump in there if he's doing me. You've got to wait your turn," she said with a wink and a smile. "One at a time."
A few more years went by and we found ourselves here, in our mid 30's. We hadn't found a guy but she still talked about it once in a while and used her toy when going down on me. A couple of times I walked into the bedroom when I got off work and found her pounding herself with her toy, a great start to her fantasy for the night.
"You said I could but we couldn't wait any longer so we got started without you. Come join us!" As soon as she said that she started working her toy in and out again. I was naked immediately and in bed and all over her. She knew how to get me out of work mode and into sex mode like flipping a switch.
Early this year I got sent back to Washington DC for work. Katherine needed a few days away from home so she came with me. I was only going to be there a few days so I wouldn't get to see much but she had all day to sight see and shop while I attended long boring meetings.
Monday was dragging along and I wanted to escape the offices and go out and see DC, soak in the history, sneak off and do Katherine, anything but endure this pointless garbage.
Four o'clock came around we were suddenly released, two hours early. Excellent! I sent a text to Katherine and headed out as quickly as I could. Before I got a cab she text that she was about half an hour outside of DC and would hurry back. Fine by me. Beer-thirty. I headed off to a bar she could easily find when she got back. The basketball games were on ESPN the place was not yet crowded, but it would be soon, I remembered this joint all to well. The waitress brought me my longneck with a smile and some pretzels. Relaxation with the TV, something I don't often get. I just ordered by second beer when I heard a vaguely familiar voice.
"Mike?"
I didn't turn around until the second time I heard it.
"Steve? What the hell?" I stood up and went over and shook hands with him firmly with an abrupt shake. "How are ya?" I had not seen Steve for a couple of years, not since he moved do DC not long after his last pool party.
We caught up on what had happened, he was now divorced, custody of the kids after the wife's meltdown. He moved to DC to be closer to family and make more money with his company in Virginia.
"Still married I see," he said, looking at my ring.
"Yep, getting old. Over a decade now. Sucks to say that out loud, that does make me sound older doesn't it?"
"Tell me about it. She still hot as hell?"
"Yep," I said, digging out my iPhone and showing him a recent picture. "Still hot and awesome."
"Good for you!" He was being serious, the pain of a divorce from a real bitch lingered on his face.
"Thanks. She'll be here any time. She came out with me on this trip."
"A week away in a hotel? Good for you again," he laughed. He was right though. That would be happening later, at least it better.
We continued to talk about work, news and sports until Katherine walked in. I gave her the wave and she headed over, squinting to see who I was with.
"Steve?" she almost squealed. "What are you doing here?"
Steve stood up to give her a hug as he answered. "I live out here now. Good to see you again."
"You too! You haven't changed a bit. Lucky bastard." Katherine laughed and ordered from the waitress.
"Look at you, just as hot as when I lived out there."
"Oh, whatever," she said, dismissing her beauty as if it were just an empty compliment.
I kept my eye on Steve and he checked out her with near indecency when Katherine got her drink. I was staring right after that. She looked amazing in the skirt she had on and form fitting top. The top was a little lower than average, it gave us both a nice view of her chest.
Well over an hour had passed as we drank and caught up and the place was getting crowded. The noise was picking up and it was hard to talk, which annoys me to no end in a bar. If you are trying to talk, why is the music so loud you cannot mingle and meet new people?
Steve recommended a bar that wasn't too far away and we could make the walk even with it being so cool outside. We got there and found it was not what he thought it was. It was also loud, had an area to dance, and had alcohol, so it would work. I didn't want to walk any more as cool as it was outside, cold was more appropriate. We ordered a round of drinks and kept talking until a song came on that Katherine loved. She insisted I dance with her. I insisted on not embarrassing myself. I told Steve he could step up and I was headed to the bathroom to make room for more beer. When I came out they were dancing and seemed to be having fun. I got more drinks to the table and watched them dance. Katherine can dance, and she is so great to look at. She caught me checking her out and smiled and winked at me sweetly.
The next hour was a teeter totter of drinking at the table, dancing, chatting and even dragging me out to the dance floor, one time only. We were having a good time and the thickening crowd was surprisingly chatty. We were talking to a lot of people and we had some other people dancing around us when we danced. Katherine's favorite hip-hop song came on. It was catchy with a great beat and she drug Steve back on the dance floor and started dancing but stepped it up this time. While they were dancing she turned around and pressed her butt back against him and danced, teasing him a little with pressure, grinding, and then some space. He gave me a wide eyed look. I knew what he was asking. I nodded it was ok, I'm a secure guy, didn't bother me at all. He put his hands on her hips and kept dancing. Katherine was really grinding on him once in a while. The look on Steve's face changed from having fun to desire. He finally came to the table and she went to the bathroom a couple of songs later.
"You are so damn lucky!" Steve said.
"Oh I know, don't worry."
