Katie and I had been married for 7 years and the sex had become boring. We had two kids and it seemed we never had time to be alone. We were never spontaneous and it seemed like she always demanded romance. Which meant by the time we made supper, cleaned up, had family time, and finally got the children to sleep there was no time left in the day for romance. I lusted for animal like type sex with her. The type of sex where you would rip each others clothes off while walking into the house and end up fucking on the floor.
While dating Katie, she had never given me a blowjob. It bothered me but it wasn't enough of an issue that I was going to break up with her. I thought it was going to change during our honeymoon as on our flight to Nassau for our honeymoon she told me she was going to do something that she was saving for marriage. I still don't know what she was talking about but it obviously wasn't going down on me. I probably should have asked about it.
During late nights or time alone I would find myself checking adult websites and fantasizing about having Katie blow me off. She's very attractive with long brown hair and hazel eyes. She is 5'7" and weights about 135 pounds with perfect B cup breasts. Katie has a tight body for a 35 year old. She has lots of freckles on her face and a very small mouth with very sensuous lips. She is a dead ringer for the porn star Lisa Harper but with dark brown curvy hair.
Katie was a virgin when we were married so I felt pretty lucky that she was 28 years old and hadn't had sex. She lacked experience and I lacked the confidence to instruct her. That didn't stop me thinking about what it would feel like to have her perform oral sex on me. It seemed we both had problems communicating about our sexual desires.
I had been sucked off by many girlfriends so it's not like I never had gotten a bj before. Katie's mouth always felt warmer. Her tongue, for a lack of better words, was very strong. French kissing her was like a python entering my mouth, which I'm sure led to my obsession with her mouth. I always imagined Katie taking my cock down her throat and pulling it out and letting me cum on her pretty face. We hadn't had sex for weeks and my balls were aching to be released. I hadn't had the time to jack off as I was nervous thinking that Katie was going to catch me. Many times I would put my feelings on the backburner and just live life and try not to think about it. Katie jokingly, when talking with her girlfriends, would always say she is a baker. Katie explained that girls who know how to bake in the kitchen don't need to give blowjobs because they keep their men happy in other ways. Girls who do not bake have to keep their men happy with oral sex. I always felt that this was her way of telling me that she wasn't taking my cock into her mouth.
I came home one afternoon and Katie was checking her emails on the computer as she had gotten home from work before me. She was looking extremely sexy this afternoon. She was wearing a tan skirt with a tight fitting blouse. I commented that she looked beautiful and she responded with a "thank you" but obviously she was trying to get her mail read before going to pick up the kids from daycare so I didn't try to get her in the bedroom.
I always would try to cover my tracks about which websites I had visited or which movies I had downloaded. Apparently I forgot to delete a few as she called for me in a pissed off voice as I was getting a soda from the fridge. I went into the den and she was sitting in our office chair looking at the computer screen playing a video of Lisa Harper giving a blowjob from The Blowjob Adventures of Dr. Fellatio # 3. That scene was a popular one with me because of the resemblance to Katie.
I stood next to her and stared at the screen. Crap. How am I going to explain this? Katie, I guess you could say, was very modest. I would go as far to call her a prude. She never wanted to watch porn although I had suggested it numerous times. I think I was hoping the visual of oral sex would automatically want her to take my dick into her mouth or at least experiment with each others bodies. "What the hell is this?" she demanded pointing to the monitor.
I was at a lost for words. Do I try to cover it up? Do I say we must have a virus on the computer?
I decided to be honest. In a very sarcastic voice, "It looks like a girl giving a blowjob."
Katie was irate, "Why the fuck is it on our computer?"
Wow she was mad. I tried to think of something else to say but my mind was blank.
"I was watching it," I stammered. "I watch them a lot. It's something you don't do so....."
"You've never asked," Katie yelled cutting me off mid sentence.
"Would you do that even if I asked?" sounding condescending as I looked her in the eyes.
"You've never asked, so why should I?" coming back at me with the same tone. "What are you some type of pervert?"
"NO! That's why I never asked. I'd expect that type of reaction. I've always wanted you to suck it. I guess I've been too scared to ask." I became somewhat frustrated and it started to pour out. "It's something I've always thought about. It's a turn on for me. You have the sexiest pair of lips, the warmest mouth, and the hottest tongue."
I looked down towards the screen. She appeared upset about what she was seeing and I didn't want to have this turn into a large fight. I really wanted to feel her mouth around me. The thought of her lips wrapped around my shaft was more than I could stand. But in the grand scheme of things it probably wasn't worth fighting over.
Trying to console her, "I'll stop watching these videos. I'm sorry. I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to do."
Katie looked up at me. Her hazel eyes stared into mine.
"It's just a fantasy of mine. You are just so beautiful and the thought of you performing oral sex on me is a turn on. But I understand why you wouldn't want to. I just wished we were more open sexually with each other and more spontaneous."
Katie looked back towards the screen and then glanced back at me. She looked overwhelmed.
"I could try. I don't know how good I will be."
She looked at her watch and we had 45 minutes before the kids needed to be picked up. "I don't think we'll have time for this right now," she explained.
Katie was always about planning. Spontaneous wasn't a word in her dictionary.
"It's been two weeks since I've had any sex." I felt blood starting to pour into my groin. "How long do you think I would last?"
"You want it now?"
I looked down at her, reached out, and began to rub her cheek with my hand, "Yes Katie. I want it now?"
"Like I said, all you've had to do is ask."
My heart skipped a beat as I looked into her eyes, "Katie, would you suck it?"