Dulcinea "Sugar" Garcia awoke from a fitful sleep, with her carnal needs not even close to having been satisfied. She glared at her husband, who was lying beside her, sound asleep and snoring loudly, and silently called him some vile names in Spanish. Although she is bilingual, that is her native language, and Sugar knows all the worst of some really nasty things to call people. She used a substantial part of her vocabulary as she lay in bed early that morning, but he remained asleep, and would not have heard her even if she had said them aloud.
It wasn't his snoring that bothered her; she was being driven up the wall by his refusal to attend to her sexual needs. Sugar is a very sensuous woman. Before her marriage to Ricardo, she had enjoyed all forms of sex with men, and even a few women. She is not a lesbian or even bisexual; she just loves sex, and what she loves more than anything is having her pussy caressed by the agile tongue of either a woman or a man until she is brought to a thunderous orgasm.
Before their wedding, Ricardo had gone down on her body a few times, rather inexpertly, but well enough to bring her to a climax each time. Sugar expected her bridegroom to continue giving her pleasure in her favorite way and to improve his technique after their nuptials, but that had not happened. From their wedding night on, he had absolutely refused to touch her with his mouth anywhere below the waist, only occasionally kissing a breast and nowhere else above that line of demarcation. The lack of what she craved was what kept her from having a truly satisfying sex life and from getting the full night's sleep she wanted and really needed.
Later that morning, after her well-rested husband had gone to work, Sugar Garcia decided to do something about his inconsiderate attitude. She thought of him as being selfish because of his absolute refusal to satisfy her in bed, even though she did everything he wanted, which was one of the reasons he slept so soundly. There were other men, she knew, who would do what she needed, and she believed one of them lived right down the street.
Ricardo Garcia Senior, the father of her spouse, had a multitude of beautiful young women who loved and adored what he did for them, and Sugar knew, from asking some of them, he was an expert at eating their pussies. Although sixty years old and retired, her father-in-law was still a vigorous, desirable man, and Sugar decided she would call on him that day while his son was at work. What she wanted was to get his face between her thighs and his tongue in the needy, wet place where it would do her the most good. If he wanted to fuck her after that, it would be more than alright with her. The mere thought of his tongue and cock in her pussy was enough to start her lubricating.
Determined to get what she deserved and needed, she picked up the telephone and called him. "Hello, Ricardo. This is Sugar, and I want to come to see you and ask you to do something for me."
"Of course. C'mon down. You know I'll do anything for a sexy girl like you. My wife is out visiting her mother today and tomorrow, so there won't be anybody around to keep us from doing what you want."
Sugar was very glad to hear that and, from what had been said, wondered if Ricardo Senior already knew what she wanted. "Alright. I'll be there in about an hour." That would give her time to carefully bathe and apply some cologne. It would help in the seduction she planned, but she knew better than to put it near her pussy, because Sugar was aware the natural scent of that part of her body was, by far, more alluring to men than anything artificial she might want to add.
Her father-in-law had been speaking only partly in jest. He believed she was interested in him, because some of the young women he serviced sexually had told him of her curiosity, and he hoped to add the gorgeous and sexy Sugar to his long list of regular bed partners. He would not be deterred by the fact she was married to his son. At the same time, if her request had nothing at all to do with sex, he would just claim to have been joking, and he would probably do what she wanted, because he was very fond of the young hotty, besides being so taken by her beauty
When he answered the door of his home in response to Sugar knocking, he was extremely happy to see her and let her in, because she was dressed in a more provocative manner than he had ever seen her. She was wearing a short, tight skirt and a low cut blouse and, from the way her breasts moved, he was certain she was wearing only a very skimpy bra, and maybe not even that. Although tempted, he did not use his hands to determine if he was right or not, being fairly sure he would know in a few minutes anyhow. Besides her sumptuous body, she has a truly beautiful face, with a clear, light tan complexion, a great cloud of shiny black hair and striking facial features, especially her smoldering dark eyes.
"Come in, you sweet thing," he welcomed her, followed by hugging and kissing the red lips she turned to him, and leading her to the family room.
Sugar followed, although the bedroom was where she would have rather gone. Her host was not particularly handsome, but he was in excellent physical condition, slender and broad-shouldered, with a bushy beard and mustache, which his female friends all said felt great on their swollen clits and pussy lips. She hoped to find out for herself that morning and afternoon.
They sat on a small sofa, and Ricardo turned to the young hotty and asked "What's on your mind, Sugar?" As he spoke, he placed his hand on her bare knee and gave an affectionate light squeeze.
She made no attempt to push the hand away, and even made it more welcome by pulling her skirt higher up on her thighs. "Ricardo, I notice you have a lot of girl friends, some of them young enough to be your daughters. Or even your daughter-in-law."
"Yes, I do," he replied, elated at the direction her visit was taking. "I must have something they like, or do something." As he spoke, he moved closer, and his hand crept up to the middle of Sugar's thigh.
She smiled and spread her legs slightly, as if to give the questing hand more freedom to go where it wanted, which was the same place she wanted it to go. "I was hoping I could find out what it was they like so much. Especially if it's something you do."
"I think it would be better for me to show you rather than telling you." By that time, his hand was on the inside of her thigh, less than an inch from the crotch of Sugar's panties, and he was smiling eagerly.
She smiled back just as eagerly, raised her ass from the sofa and hiked up her skirt so it was bunched around her waist, showing off her snug red panties. "Can you show it to me here?"
"I could, but the bedroom is a much better place."
"Well then, let's go there, instead of sitting here talking about it." Sugar stood up but still held her skirt high to show off the cameltoe and the small but spreading stain in the crotch of her panties.
Ricardo escorted his horny visitor to the bedroom he usually shared with his wife, happy she was going to be away overnight. He was glad he had changed the sheets after Sugar's call, in the expectation his hunch would be right, as it obviously was. When they stopped in front of the bed, he stepped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders, before moving them around her body and cupping her luscious breasts. That was something he had wanted to do from the time he first met the sexy young woman who later became his daughter-in-law.
However, fondling her breasts was only a small part of what he wanted to do, so he pulled the blouse from her short skirt and began to unfasten the buttons. She turned to face him and started to do the same to his shirt, but he finished first and she turned around to let him pull her blouse all the way off, besides unhooking her bra. Wanting to tease, just a little, Sugar held the cups in place over her breasts when she turned to face Ricardo, before pulling it all the way off and moving her body so her succulent bosom would bounce enticingly in front of him.
He had always known her breasts were beautiful, but he could hardly believe just how succulent they really were. Raptly, he cupped either of the lovely orbs in a hand and bent down to lick one of her dark brown nipples. They were already hard, and Ricardo could even feel all the tiny erect ridges and the pebbly texture of the young woman's areola against his tongue.
Ripples of pleasure coursed through Sugar's body, and she cooed happily and started squirming under the ministrations of the older man. It felt even better when he transferred his attentions to the other nipple. "Oooo, that feels good," she told Ricardo. "Why didn't you teach your son how to please a woman?"