Oh What a Wife
My name's Charlie but my friends call me Cap. Came from my days on the sea in the Navy. But now all I sail is my canoe on the lazy river. Now all I sale houses. I've been doing that since I was twenty-five years old. About a four years after I married my wife Carol.
Oh she was a beauty in her day, and still is in my eyes. Her eyes are robin's egg blue and they sparkle like the stars when she was happy. But watch out, if she was angry then they pecked at your heart until you have to apologize even if you didn't know what you have done wrong.
Now, some thirty-five years later we have both mellowed. She is less demanding and insecure. She is very understanding of my needs and even encourages my flirting. I guess that comes with the security of a long happy marriage and our own self-confidence that we will live together until we die.
So I always hire young, beautiful secretaries to help in the office. And I love to flirt with them and occasionally do more than that. When I know I'm going to lock the doors and put the closed sign in the window, I always call Carol and put her on speakerphone.
That's when the real fun starts. My newest secretary's name is Sherri and she is as sweet as the dark brew she was named after. She's a mere twenty-five years old.
I'm more than twice her age, but look half of that. I've always kept up my appearances. I go to the gym three times a week. Carol comes with me some times. Not that she needs to work out. She takes excellent care of herself. I think she really enjoys watching me make a fool of myself with the young ladies.
She dose love the water aerobics though. I wonder from time to time if there's not some old codger between her legs licking her shaved pussy as she jumps up and down in the warm water.
So now that you have the background, I'll continue with my story.
Sherri is always happy to help me when she sees that I'm overwhelmed.
She is always asking, "Is there anything I can do to help you with that Mr. Charlie?"
Usually I smile and nod my head and when she comes to my aide, I tweak her full breast with my thumb and forefinger.
She blushes and slaps at my hand. Then she will bend over and kiss me on my forehead. "That's all you can have Mr. Charlie!" she scolds me.
She's been working with me for about a year and a half. And so far that has been the extent of my flirting.
But it's been a long time since I have any really good pussy. Carol is just not in the mood most of the time. Mostly all we do is talk about it. Some times she will give me a hand job and talk dirty to me until my thin cum spills from my semi-hard cock.
Then she rolls off the bed, washes her hands in the bathroom and crawls next to me and falls to sleep. That's the life a twenty-five year old marriage.
But everyone knows we men think of sex twenty-three out of every twenty-four hours of the day. And I may exceed that number by fifteen minutes.
I took a Viagra last night in anticipation of today being the day I lay Sherri on the top of my Oak desk, slip off her silk panties and spread her luscious legs open wide.
My dick has been pushing against the metal zipper and reminding me since I arrived this morning. I thought of doing it at lunch, but she had plans with a girlfriend.
She has just arrived and brought me a muffin. She's so thoughtful.
"Thank you Sherri, but I'd rather you muffin!" I said in a voice that was playful.
"Now, Mr. Charlie, you know you have to brush your teeth before you can lick my precious mound after lunch." she teased back.
"But today's my birthday!" I exclaimed with wide-eyed innocence.
"Oh, really she smiled. I thought it was in November." she smiled.
"Okay, you've got me. I took Viagra today just so I would have the strength to give you what you really need. Please don't let me go through this hard-on and not use it!" I pleaded.
Laughing out loud, Sherri smiled so sweetly. She walked to the front door and I thought for sure that she was leaving for good. Instead, she turned the sign around and pulled the curtains.
Walking back to her desk, she slowly unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing that made her large breasts look even fuller.
My prick started to press harder against the steel teeth of my zipper. I quickly released it from the steel trap and it throbbed with enjoyment of seeing the beauty standing before me. Now naked.
Quickly I dialed my home and heard Carol's voice. "Hello?" "Hi honey, just wanted to call and tell you I'm gonna score. I need your help to cheer me on."
"Oh! You finally convinced that sweet girl to let you have some did you?" she laughed.
"Sure, you know how persuasive I can be when I want something bad enough. I'm putting you on speaker. Feel free to chime in whenever you think it's appropriate."
I clicked the speaker button and then placed all of my attentions on Amber, who was slipping out of her silk blouse. She tripped the latch that held her tits tight together and they fell out of the harness that kept them looking firm.
But even free, they were plump and had perfect areole they were a light brown and the nipples in the middle of them stood hard and erect.
My cock reacted immediately. It pressed against my pants screaming to be freed. I reached for the button on my pants and Amber's hands intercepted and loosened my belt then relieved the tension that my zipper had been causing.
Watching her as she viewed my mature member, I saw her lick her lips. "Mmmm, that looks good. I want to taste it. Her blue eyes stared me straight in the eyes as she licked her lips and then they met mine.
Her hand traveled down to the fuzz above my member and made tiny circles in the hair. The she followed the shaft up to he the spewing head and rubbed her thumb over the hole.
She rubbed my pre-cum between her thumb and forefinger then stuck them into her mouth. Licking her lips, she smiled and moaned.
Then Carol's voice came across the line. Sherrie, dear, you should put your tongue in his little hole. That drives him crazy."
Amber looked me in the eyes and a wicked smile crossed her full, red lips. Bending over me once again her tongue swirled around my throbbing head and the tip of her tongue pressed its way into the hole.
I lay my head back on to the headrest of my chair and spread my legs wider apart. "Mmmmm", I moaned as her tongue played with the head of my cock. Her fingers found my prostate and a warm feeling came over me.
"Suck his cock deep into your mouth Amber. Don't release him until his seed starts spewing. Then hold it in your mouth and feed it back to him with a deep throat kiss," Carol directed.
Amber was very good at following Carol's directions. She was driving me wild and she really knew how to manipulate my prostate. Her long finger ran in and out of my ass as she massaged me and sucked me.
I thought 'She should be showing Carol this technique.'
Trying hard not to release my seed my breathing became very strained and I wanted to explode in her pretty red mouth. She was deep throating me and Carol was asking me if she was doing a good job.
