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It was a long week at work for both of us. Daryl, my beautiful wife whom I love dearly, worked overtime each day this week. She is a real estate broker for a three thousand room apartment complex in Brooklyn. I am a plumber and have been for about fifteen years. We are both in our forties. We have been married for around ten years. Daryl is petite with knock out 34c tits and a perky little butt that still drives me wild to this day. She is Sicilian and has olive skin. Her body is still very tight. She has a thick long black mane. Sometimes you get lucky in life and get that girl with all the right stuff. Daryl and I both like erotica and recently have scoured the web pages of Literotica for steamy Loving Wife stories. I thank all you writers for your work.
Daryl is the most naughty, sexy wife on earth. Well, what do you expect me to say, I am biased.
We talk fantasy all the time. Daryl has an exquisite mind. She knows I love a woman giving a good blow job. I love her to give me blowjobs. I love to see other women give blowjobs. I even love the word blowjob. What a great word. Not oral sex but blowjob. I fantasize about her giving blowjobs. She is a great tease and she is very good. She likes a lot of different things herself, but recently she has been into non consent. More to the point, she loves house invasions or robbery scenes which usually end with gang bangs. I can say I am a little more playful and avoid the rough stuff, but a good gang bang story will get me hard.
The thing about fantasizing is that, without the idea that a fantasy could be real, the fantasy would lose all of its power. You need to be at least semi convinced that this could happen, may happen, is happening or has happened. Otherwise the fantasy itself would be meaningless. So Daryl and I walk that tightrope all the time. Some scenarios are just better than others.
Well, anyway, it's Saturday night and we are going out to eat. Daryl is wearing a green cotton skirt with a slit on the right side. She has on a white top that looks like a vest but has long sleeves and a zipper down front. There are two leather panels on front of her top where the zipper is. She has three inch heels and red lip gloss. Her dress is a bit short, but she looks great in it.
"How do I look, babe?" She asks.
"You look great. Good enough to eat."
"Well, you should love this, then" as she unzips her top.
"No bra, huh, babe. I guess you will be teasing me tonight?" I respond.
"Always, baby."
She unzips down so you could see nice cleavage. I am a sucker for cleavage.
"Well, I was going to wait until later, but you look so good I have a present for you," I told her.
"I love presents, baby," She says with a coy smile.
I hand her a set of diamond earrings and a matching diamond pendant.
"Baby, that is so beautiful! I love them. Oh, baby, I love you so much!" Daryl says as she kisses me on my lips.
Daryl turns to put the pendant on and I help her with the clasp. The earrings are next to go on. They look perfect with her outfit.
We head downtown to little Italy for Italian food. We always end up at Mario's so now we just made reservations. We've never had a bad meal there. We plan to drink, so we take a cab ride downtown. Daryl loves to play. She looks over at me and smiles a naughty smile. She unzips her top way down. Then she takes out her lipstick and leans up to the back of the cab driver. She is using his rear-view mirror to put lipstick on. She is teasing him and he is straining to look in his mirror to see her better. She is finishes prepping the driver in his role and she sits back. Daryl reaches over and unzips my trousers.
"Are you hard yet, baby?" She asks. She reaches in my pants with her fingers and starts to rub me.
"You are hard already, baby."
The cab driver adjusts his mirror. Daryl knows she has lured him into the fantasy. She puts on a little show. She rubs her neck. She puts her hands inside her top. She gives quick flashes of her nipples. Nipples always make me hard. Always. A little show and she leans over in my lap and pulls out my cock. I wasn't hard- hard yet but I had that unmistakable twinge. She starts sucking me and I feel my cock get ridged. The driver can't get a good look. She looks up at me with those eyes while she continues to give me a great blowjob.
The driver can only see her head popping up and down. Daryl has me ready to come.
She whispers, "Come on, baby. Give me your cum. Cum in my mouth, baby. Please, let me have it."
Daryl gulps and swallows my load.
"That was so good baby." I say as I sink back down into the seat.
"I love presents, baby." She tells me.
Daryl finished sucking me off just in time. We pull up on Mullberry Street and the cab comes to a stop. We get out of the cab and go around to the driver's side. I can see the driver has his fly opened.
"How much?" I asked.
"Thirty five" he answers.
"How about I let you see my wife's tits and we call it even." I said.
Daryl was standing next to me in front of the cab driver's window. It was 9:30 pm and we were between the cab and some parked cars. The street was bustling, but the great thing about NYC is there are a thousand things happening all the time. Daryl and I were just one more of those things.
"No, man, can't do that for thirty five." He says.
"Hey, babe, what are you doing?" Daryl interrupts.
"Shut up, bitch, and close your eyes. Put your hands at your sides and don't fucking move," I instructed my wife.
Daryl did as I commanded. She stood like a statue right there on Mullberry Street.
"Well, how about I let you touch her tits? Well, just one tit," I say.
"How about a blowjob?" The driver asks.
"No way on the blowjob. I will let you see her pussy," I answer.
"Can I touch her pussy?" He asks
"You can touch her pussy over her panties," I tell him.
"How long can I touch her pussy?" He asks.
"You can touch her pussy over her panties for three seconds," I said.
"No, I have to feel her pussy," He comes back.
"No way," I tell the driver.
"Then, how about a hand job?" He asks.