Waiting for Tuesday
My wife was obviously bored with the play. It was either too long or the production quality was lacking. Not sure what she was expecting given that it was a high school play. She knew we couldn't leave early because we came to support my students. She also couldn't fall asleep either because the seats were not that comfortable. So, she did the only thing to appease her boredom, she started playing with my cock. At first, she just started rubbing on the outside of my pants. But as I started growing, I knew she would want to take me out.
"You realize that not only could I get fired, but we could get prosecuted as sex offenders," I commented.
"Oh, keep your pants on. No one is going to catch us. As much as I want to swallow you whole right not, I'm just going to tease you with my hand". And tease she did. She lightly gripped my cock and used her thumb to rub up and down my shaft. I saw my wife licking her lips as she watched my cock grow in her hands. Getting a hand job from my wife while watching a school play really turned me on. I felt my balls tightening up, my shaft started to really thicken and my head began throbbing.
"You're getting so big I can hardly get my hand around you," my wife whispered in my ear. I wonder how many people in the theater know I'm stroking your fat cock.
"I wonder how many of the guys in here would be jealous," I said. "Maybe we need to invite one to come sit on your other side. That will give something for your right hand to do. Would like another cock to stroke?"
"You know I fucking would," my wife replied. "I'd love to have two dicks in my hands. The hard part would be which one to stare at. Probably the one that got the hardest. Would you make sure your dick stayed harder than the other guys?"
"My cock would be rock-hard watching you stroke another guy's dick. It would be so fucking hot seeing you struggle deciding which one to watch. And even better, is the fact that you couldn't suck either one of those big, fat cocks in your hands. Would you let us caress the inside of your thighs and allow our hands to slowly make their way up to your pussy?"
As I whispered that last part into my wife's ear, her hand locked hard onto my dick. I heard a soft moan slip from her lips as her head leaned onto my shoulder. I felt something wet on my head and quickly looked down to make sure my wife hadn't put her mouth on my cock. As much as I wanted to feel her wet, warm mouth, we were still in a public setting and I really didn't want to lose my job. Luckily, the wetness was from some cum that my wife must have squeezed out of my cock. She was doing a great job spreading that cum all over my head with her thumb.
"I'm getting wet thinking about me and another guy playing with your pussy in this full theater while you stroke us both," I told her. This caused a little more cum to pump out of the head of my cock. I wasn't fully orgasming by any means; I was just giving her a little more to play with. Even in the dark, I could see how wet my cock was getting. My wife gave her thumb a rest and started slowly stroking my cock in her hand. She went all the way down to the base and then made her way back up to my swollen head. She would squeeze at the top and I could see my cum wash over the tip of my dick.
"I'm getting so wet playing with your big wet cock," she whispered in a very sexy, hungry whisper. "I don't think you realize how hard it is to not lick off all of this cum." She continued to stroke me as she bit her lip.
"How wet would you be if you really had two cum covered cocks to enjoy?" I responded. "I think wet would be an understatement. I bet you would be soaked and probably leave a wet pussy mark on your chair after the play was over. Both myself and the other guy would be licking your juices off our fingers after taking turns rubbing your cunt." Oh shit, my wife gripped hard and really started stroking. I had to grab her hand and force her to stop. I was probably a couple of strokes from really cumming hard, plus the noises from my wet cock being milked was louder than intended.
"Let's put this away for now," I suggested. Carefully sliding my hard cock back into my underwear without staining the outside of my pants. I didn't realize how wet my wife had gotten me. There was a thick layer of white foamy cum covering my entire dick. I got everything zipped, buttoned and buckled. I was praying that my cock will calm down a little before I had to stand up and walk out. My wife had a little wicked smile on her face. She loved how close I came to cumming and loved it even more that we did it in a public place. She then reached down under her skirt between her legs and wiped her pussy. When she brought her hand back up her fingers were dripping. She slid them into my mouth and let me taste her wetness. After sucking all of the pussy juice off of her fingers we both sat back and enjoyed the final minutes of the play.
After the final curtain call, we made our way out the theater. All of the members of the cast were outside in the hall to greet the audience. I did a quick glance at my crotch to make sure there wasn't any evidence of our transgressions during the play. I also made sure my wife's showed no outward evidence of how wet her pussy was just minutes prior. I know her underwear is completely soaked, but nothing made it through... thankfully. As I congratulated the waiting students, I noticed they gave me a cursory glance, but paid more attention to my wife. She did look great tonight. She had a tight black shirt which enhance her enormous chest. She did cover up with a sheer gray sweater, but her tits just commanded attention. She had a tight gray skirt that showed off her amazing ass that still looks great in her mid-forties. My favorite part of her outfit was her long "fuck-me" boots. I refer to her boots that way because when she wears them, all I want to do it put her on her back, spread her legs and fuck her while holding onto those boots. And this entire outfit was pulled off with a distinguished taste of an extremely sexy older woman.
As we made our way through the crowd, my wife still managed to let her hand brush by may cock on several occasions. I made sure to return the favor by lightly touching her breasts or letting my hand run down the side of her hip. We couldn't be too overt because there were cameras everywhere in my school. Knowing this, my wife suggested we go somewhere without prying eyes continue our fun from the theater. So, we left the crowd, making our way to the academic side of the building upstairs to my classroom. The second the door shut, my wife shoved me up against the wall and we started making out.
First, my hands made their way down to my wife's tits. I squeezed and massaged those big fucking breasts, pinching her nipples through her tight shirt. Wanting to feel more, I slid my hands underneath her shirt to feel the real thing. My wife moaned hard when she felt my hands on her skin. I began kissing her neck and even biting as I got more turned on. I let my left hand stay on her chest while my right hand dropped down and started lifting her skirt. Her underwear was still soaked all the way through. I moved it to the side and plunged my fingers into her cunt. I spun her around, gripped her neck with my hand and pinned her against the wall. With my increased leverage, I slid a second finger inside and started fucking her pussy. My wife loves when I grab her throat while either fucking her mouth with my cock or fucking her pussy with my fingers, a dildo or especially my cock. She reached down and pulled her shirt up to release those big fucking tits. She knows how much I like to suck on them while fucking her.
"Suck on those big tits," she commanded as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me deeper into her cleavage. She grabbed her tit with her other hand and shoved it into my mouth. I opened up as wide as I could and devoured her fucking tit. I sucked as hard as I could and then bit down on her nipple. As she gasped from the painful, but electrifying feeling, I gripped harder on her throat and kept her pinned against the wall. The whole time I was still working her cunt with my fingers. The only break I gave her pussy is when I pulled sopping wet fingers out and rubbed her clit.
I took my mouth of her tits, but kept one hand on her throat and the other two fingers deep in her pussy. I brought my mouth up to her ear and said "I want you thinking about stroking those two thick cocks in that theater and then I want you to come all over my hand." Her pussy immediately got wetter and I put my mouth back on her chest. My grip on her throat tightened and I bit down hard on one of her nipples. I took my fingers out of her cunt and started rubbing her clit again.
My wife yelled "Oh my god I'm fucking going to cum. Fuck yes, keep on that clit. Please don't stop. Please don't stop. Please don't FUCKING STOP." She reached out and clamped down on my arms. Her whole body shuddered and she let out one of the best moans I've ever heard. I cupped my hand under her pussy and she just gushed everywhere. I tried to catch as much as I could so I could bring it up to my mouth and drink her cum. I let go of her throat and she exhaled another moan. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes and just let all of the tension flow out of her body.
When she finally came back to reality, she leaned forward and started kissing me. "Thank you," she said. "I think you got me good and warmed up to do something I've always told you that I wanted to do... fuck you in your classroom. Now let's get you ready to full fill my fantasy." Her hand found my cock and she started to get down on her knees.
"I think I heard the bell ring, so you need to find your seat," I ordered. The look of confusion was immediately followed by the look of pure hunger.
"Yes sir," she replied and made her way back to one of the seats in my classroom.
"If you need help, you'll have to raise your hand like any other student. Just cause your amazing tits are hanging out and I can see the streams of cum running down your leg doesn't mean you get any special treatment." After admonishing her, I turned from my wife and made my way to my desk. I saw her hand raised but I chose to ignore it for a while. Finally, I acknowledge her need and decided to call on her.
"May I help you?"
