Frank had an ongoing fantasy. We had been married for four years and always it was the same thing. He wanted to dress me up, take me to a bar and watch me suck some strange man off in a public place.
Finally, I gave up. It was his birthday. I told him we could go out that night and I would do it and then I never wanted to hear about it again. That night, when I got home Frank had bought me the outfit he wanted me to wear.
My name is Theresa, and I am five foot tall with large breasts, a cute tight butt, and long curly black hair.
The outfit was a red satin shirt, short denim skirt and five-inch heels that strapped around my ankles. He also purchased fish net hose that fastened to a garter belt, and a bright red lipstick, no bra, no panties.
I took a bath in vanilla scented bubble bath and got dressed. I had to suck him off before we could leave. He was hard just from looking at me.
Frank picked a bar called the Wharf near the ocean. It was old before the Pilgrims had gotten to Maine. Cold, dreary, and dingy inside, He floated off to a dark corner and I went up to the bar. I must have sat there about ten minutes before the first sailor approached me. He was young but rough looking, and asked me if I was available.
“I said available for what?”
He looked down my open shirt at my braless tight nipples and said “ For sex ma’am.”
I nodded. He asked if twenty dollars was enough. I nodded again. He put a folded bill in my waistband and held out his hand. We walked back to a dark part of the bar. He placed my hand on his trousers as we walked, and I felt the largest cock of my life.
He sat down, and pushed me between his knees. I unbuttoned his trousers and pulled him free along with his warm ball sack. He was at least nine inches long and getting longer. I bent forward and licked off the drips of precum gathered on his head. He groaned and said. “It’s been months ma’am.”
I smiled, and sucked him deep inside. He pulled back and said, “Try this,” and adjusted my head and neck. Next time I sucked him deep, I felt him in my throat. It was amazing I could feel the heat of his cock, and the throbbing of the vein, his very heartbeat. We established a rhythm that allowed me to breath and before too long he whispered “I’m coming, breath deep. I did and he forced himself all the way down my throat and blasted his cum directly into my belly. Only when he was completely dry, did he pull out. I cleaned him up and put him neatly away.
He pulled me to my feet and kissed me. I opened my mouth and our tongues said hello, as he tasted himself on me, he grinned. “Be right back, darling got to use the head,” he headed down the hall.
