The first day that I interviewed her for a job, I knew I was in trouble. She walked into my office knowing full well her place in life. What a beautiful woman, with a full figure. She had large breasts and a stunning large apple shaped derriere. I knew she had a life filled with compliments , she seemed so sure of herself. After she sat down I felt that I was the one being interviewed not her. I became nervous with sweat dripping down my back. I hired her on the spot with twice the salary that I had planned on offering.
Within a year I had asked her to be my wife and she said yes. After our honeymoon she quit her job and began to live the life of luxury that I felt she deserved. I wanted her to have anything she wanted and this made her happy. Our sex life was fantastic for me, she was such tease, and we both loved to talk about out fantasies as we made love. I told her I wanted to become her love slave and she said she would be my queen and make me wait on her night and day. One day she sat on my face enjoying my tongue until her orgasms overwhelmed her, then she turned around and spread those large cheeks of hers and put the tip of my nose right into her little rosebud. While I lay there with my nose in her back door and my tongue in her pussy she reach over and rubbed my dick teasing me
"I don't know how I put up with this little dick of yours. I should go out and find a real man to satisfy me and just keep you for your money. Well look how hard you're getting. Does that excite you thinking of me fucking another man? What if I did it right in front of you so you could watch. Oh yeah I can see you like that. And then when my real man is done with me I'll let you clean me up."
That was all it took I spurted all over her hand. She leaned back burying my nose deeper in her ass then she started dipping her finger in my cum and feeding it to me as I licked her pussy. "Come on my little cum sucker clean it all up."
So this became our fantasy world, she would tell me about her dream lover until I came and then she would make me clean it up. It was so exciting I wanted to make it really happen, but she said no way, she was not a sleep around type of girl anymore.
We had planned a vacation in the Bahamas and we were both looking forward to it. Just a week before our trip I got involved in a major account takeover and there was no way that I would be able to leave on vacation. When I told my wife she was furious, I told her to go without me.
" You want me to go alone?"
" Why don't you ask your friend Jolene to go with you? You always said you two were close, and this would give you a chance to catch up with old times."
In the end, she reluctantly agreed and her friend Jolene was ecstatic. So everything seemed Ok. As she was packing, she said,
"I hate going with Jolene, she is so slim with her little size 1 thong. I'm so fat a thong would disappear up my butt crack. And she never wears a bra those little tittys of hers stand out strait on their own."
I said, "Don't talk like that. I love your body just like it is; you have curves while she is flat and strait. And that lovely apple bottom of yours shows the world you are built for comfort not speed."
"I know you are right, I am what I am, and I am going to have a good time, I don't care about her little petite body."