So let me preface this with a couple of things.
First, my wife Jenny is one of the most jealous women I've ever met. So when she came home and told me about this, I was floored!
Second, I'm not the biggest or longest lasting guy in the sack. Not problematic or anything, but other guys are certainly better in that area. So, like a blind person who honed other senses, I decided I needed to be VERY skilled in other areas to make up for any perceived deficiency. So I set out a long time ago to learn as much about giving oral sex as I could, and attempting to perfect my craft.
Now that you have a brief bit of context, onto the story.
My wife is part of a ladies group. These are a group of women who had connected over the years in various ways, and still really enjoy each other. They still get together whenever they can, sometimes in two or three's, sometimes in a larger group.
My wife is the "elder statesmen" at over 50. But she is a dynamo, looks like she's in her early 40's and is always going, so she can keep up and measure up!
The other ladies are in their 40's, some still have kids at home, some are married, some are divorced. But they are a really good group of ladies, most of whom are attractive and in good shape. They aren't supermodels, but definite MILFs and I've had fantasies about each of them over the years.
As ladies do when the get together, they like to shop, eat, drink and talk! And after a few drinks, the stories get more...interesting.
I've often received texts from my wife with the latest gossip or stories about ladies in the group when they're out drinking. However, most of the time it's superficial stuff, as they keep the deeper and juicier stuff amongst themselves.
Occasionally though, she's sent info about one of the ladies hitting on a bartender, or taking home a guy from the bar, or dating a new younger hot guy. It is sometimes provided with a little sexual information, but not nearly as much as I would like.
That all changed one day when my wife came home from a weekend ladies trip pretty energetic and particularly chatty. She started with the usual recap of the weekend, what they did, where they ate, the great shopping, blah blah blah, but then paused and got serious.
She looked straight at me and said, "Do you remember when we first started dating, and I didn't want you to go down on me, because I didn't like it?"
I replied, "Yes. You said you'd never orgasmed that way and didn't really understand the hype".
"Exactly, but you kept telling me they just didn't know what they were doing and I should let you try it and see if you could change my mind," she retorted.
"Yes, I remember that. I also remember you were cumming within about 30 seconds, once you finally let me go down on you. And after that you wanted it whenever you could get it, which hasn't changed in twenty five years!" I smugly responded.
She paused, as if to reflect, got a smirk on her face and replied, "Yes, that's true.
I'm glad I let you do it, but I wasn't wrong. A LOT of men don't know how to do it, and aren't any good at it...apparently."
This made me a bit nervous at first. She was just with about eight women for a weekend without me around, no doubt drinking, in private hotel rooms. So I started imagining them lining up a bunch of guys they met at the hotel bar and letting them all go down on them to see if they were any good. Like an oral Pepsi challenge!
Now the picture in my head was of my wife, laid back naked on a bed or chair with her legs spread, letting one guy after another lick her pussy. I could imagine her rating them, or even shooing them away if they weren't any good. I became angry and jealous, but at the same time, a bit turned on and maybe proud that none of them would had lived up to my talents! Either way, I had to have a lot more information after that statement.
I nervously said, "So did you and the ladies get naked, and line up a bunch of guys to go down on you, scoring them like an ice skating competition or something?"
"Of course not," she chuckled, "though that's an interesting idea." Then, with a wry smile she said, "The ladies and I got a bit buzzed (big surprise), and I got to talking about sex. Everyone of them was complaining that guys either, don't go down on them anymore, or when they do, they aren't any good at it." It really became a big topic because NONE of them have had good experiences with guys licking them."
She continued, "I just sat there in silence listening to them tell these stories, and I started remembering all the men before you, realizing that what you do is pretty unique."
Joking, I replied, "I've tried to tell you that you have a stud in the sack all these years, but you always dismiss me."
"Well that's what's funny. One of the ladies noticed I was being completely silent on the matter, and finally asked why I was so quiet about it," she said.
"I just told them I must be the one lucky one because I had the same experiences they were talking about, but then I met you and you convinced me. I said you begged me to let you go down, and when you did, it was the best experience I'd ever had." she laughed.
She kept going with, "I told them that I was cumming hard in less than a minute, and that you'd been doing that to me ever since. I told them that you seem to really enjoy it, are always wanting to do it, and will do it in different ways."
I was a little shocked with what she had told them, and it took me a little bit to reply. Giving her a kiss, I said, "I'm simultaneously mortified that you shared all that with your friends, as well as turned on that you shared that with your friends. I'm flattered that you recognize greatness!"
She laughed but then got serious again, and saying the most erotic, yet surprising, thing I've ever heard her say, "Yeah, I jokingly told them that if they wanted to really know what it's like to get serviced orally, by an expert, they should all let you go down on them!"
I was floored!!! Joking or not, she had shocked me, scared me and given me a raging hard on, all at the same time!
So I said what any oral loving husband would say to his wife in this scenario, "Oh really? So what did they say? Did any of them take you up on it, and should I polish my skills for the line of women coming to our door? Or should I get my own pleasure room, at the hotel at the next ladies weekend?"
And this is where it got interesting folks, I about fell off of my depraved, fantasy laden chair when she replied, "Actually they all did. They were so intrigued by your "talent", that each one of them said that, if I'd be willing to loan you out, they'd gladly give you a test run!"
I almost came in my shorts, there and then! My adrenaline kicked into overdrive, my loins were tingling. I stood at the precipice of one of the greatest opportunities a horny, middle aged, long-term married man, could ever get. The chance, with FULL PERMISSION from his wife, to pleasure nearly a dozen attractive women, with no deception and zero guilt! It was as if Santa Clause and the Genie in the Bottle had both entered my house at the same time!
As I stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at my own potential personal pleasure valley, I knew I had to tread carefully.
I knew whatever I said next, however I said it, the speed at which I spoke, the tone that I used, or the facial expressions I exhibited, could either push me off the cliff to a certain marital death, or highlight in gold, the trail to down the mountainside and into the valley of a sexual jackpot below.
