"Nothing like a day off and an afternoon at the gym to get me all hot and bothered. The girls are asleep and you, you lucky guy are going to scratch my itch. Take my hand, you may as well come willingly.
"Now, on your back." She knelt beside him and bent towards his face. "Now give me your best kiss." They locked lips and his tongue probed her mouth with hands on either side of her head, and she probed his mouth. Then shoved her tongue way forward, open mouthed, and started moving her tongue in and out as if she were having sex with it. She groaned.
"OK. Good kiss. Proper enthusiasm and response. You passed the first test.
"Well this is going to be fun. Now let me unzip these pants and pull that little guy out of his hiding hole. We never talked about your likes and dislikes for hand jobs. Today we're going to try some things. Ready? And you say good/bad, harder/softer, faster/slower, here/there....got it?"
"Sounds like fun, Hon."
She reached in his fly and slid his cock through the opening of his underwear. "Oh, it looks like he's already glad to see me." She pulled and it popped free from the restraining fabric. Cupping it from the end with her hand she slid her fingers up and down as it stiffened further.
"He's getting big, John. Just the way I like him. I love this guy. No other one could be better."
She extracted some lubricant from the bedside and swirled it around the head and the opening. Then, with goo on the tip, she probed the meatus with her index. No luck. She tried her little finger and gently pushed. He started to soften, so she gave him a few firm strokes to resume his full erect state and once again pushed, going in small circles trying to dilate the opening and penetrate with her finger. Slowly she was able to get in to almost the first knuckle.
"So? Thoughts?"
"A little weird. Didn't really hurt or anything. We should try again."
"But not a show stopper."
"No, but I think if I were doing you or if we were kissing or something it would be better."
"Got it. Now on with the show."
She started stroking his penis. "OK. Grab it with the whole hand or thumb on top and three fingers underneath?"
"Thumb and three fingers and fairly firmly. That's how I do it."
"So, true confession time. You beat off behind my back. I guess I'm not enough woman for you..."
"No, Kim. You're more...."
"It's alright. I do the same thing with my toys. What? Too much talk! He's starting to shrink. I'll fix that."
She started stroking thumb on one side and three fingers underneath. "Work on the base? Or up here near the end?"
"Base to begin. End near the end." And she proceeded.
"What about the rest? What about you sac, your balls. The part of your dick hat runs behind your sac and almost to your butt? Oh, yeah, and what about your butt?"
"Don't know. Never messed with it."
"Well, let the experiment continue." While stroking his shaft she moved her left arm around and fondled his sac, he tightened, as she picked each testicle in turn and gently rolled it in her fingers. "Pain?" He shook his head and relaxed again. While keeping a steady pace she probed behind his sac and could feel the firm tissues there. She started to milk them with her finger tips. "Yes?" He nodded.
She slid her fingers down and stretched his sac towards his anus. Then took her hands off and placed them on the swollen tissues of the perineum. From here she could slide her fingers all the way up under his sac and started to keep that hand in rhythm with her right. He groaned again. She moved her hand to mid shaft and continued.
Then pausing a moment to put lube on her fingers she switched hands. Left on the shaft and with her right index she started pushing on his pucker. She slid around the opening then probed inside with her index.
"Yes/no?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I see. 'Mikey likes it.' Well that opens up a whole new realm of possibilities." She started moving her finger in and out while she continued stroking. She got a little more lube, put her index back in and gently pushed her long finger in as well. He moaned. Then started gently pistoning in and out of his anus while she slid her hand up towards the tip, squeezed more firmly and picked up her pace.
He groaned. "Here it comes!" He erupted and spasmed, thrusting his hips back and forth. She kept going slower and more gently until he was done. And then some.
"God! That was great!"
"And just look at the mess you made. I'm going to have to lick it off my hand, your dick, pants and everywhere I can find it." She did. And then swallowed and came up and gave him a deep probing kiss. He could still smell and taste his semen. Not unpleasant and certainly that hand job was worth putting up with the kiss.
"Well, I'm shot. Ready to sleep."
"Oh, no, Cowboy. That was just the first act. I made you happy so now you get to make me happy. On with the show.
NEXT DAY AT WORK
"Brad! What is a high falootin' ad exec doing slumming it with we peons in the executive suite? You know, the guys who actually do the work and make the company run?"
"Yeah, yeah. Without me, you'd have nothing to run. But I digress. I met someone! I finally met someone!"
"That's great, Brad. It's about time. You've been divorced for two years and you haven't been with anyone, have you?"
"Just Rosie and her sisters," he said holding up his hand. "John, she's terrific. I met her at the gym. I bumped into her at the juice bar and actually asked her out. I've never done that before. Blonde hair, amazing blue eyes. She's a little thing. Like 5'4", but she's all bubbly and enthusiastic. And smart. Hell, I was ready to give her a ring."
"Slow down a little, Brad. She sounds great, but don't you think you should date her first."