In the early days of my military career the pay was not very good so many of us took on part time jobs to supplement our military pay. One of the jobs available was working as a bagger at the base commissary. It paid only tips but you could go home every day after working for 4 hours and have an extra 10 or 15 dollars in your pocket. It was set up so active duty, dependents and high school/college kids could all get a chance to work. Adults, like active duty and retirees worked Monday-Friday and the high school and full time college kids worked the weekends with the exception of a guy named Gerry. He was a college student who was the "shift leader" of the afternoon shift which ran 2PM to 6PM, Monday through Friday. Gerry had started working as a bagger when he was 16, and in high school, so he had been there quite a long time and was why he was the "shift leader". I worked with Gerry from time to time and knew from friendly chit-chat that he was a little more than a year older than me (I was 21 and he was 22), he was married to a gal named Lacey and she was 23, had already graduated college and worked as a bank teller in a local bank. Between her salary and what he made at the commissary they were getting by financially as the rest of us. He was due to graduate with his engineering degree, in a few months, and was looking forward to starting his career.
Gerry was a nice guy, soft spoken but very conservative and straight laced. He never swore and never took part in hanging with the guys, during those slack periods, where we would quietly tell dirty jokes or make lewd comments about any of the fine looking women who happened to be in the store shopping.
So, as it happened, my wife's mother got ill and she flew home to help her grandmother care for her mother. She had been gone about nine or ten days and I was working with Gerry and in our chit-chat I had mentioned that my wife had been gone for over a week and I was getting tired of the "bachelor" life, especially the canned/frozen food meals.
Gerry looked at me and said: "Let me call my wife and if it's ok with her you can have dinner with us tonight."
I said: "Sounds ok but I don't want to put you guys out or anything."
He said: "You won't be putting us out I just need to call my wife and let her know, so she can prepare a little extra food".
He went off a few minutes later, called his wife, and when he came back he told me supper would be at 7PM. I agreed and began looking forward to a home cooked meal.
I got off work at 6PM and on my way home to shower and change I stopped at the liquor store and picked up a three bottles of wine. I was a little nervous as I had never met Lacey before so I had no idea what she would be like; but I imagined she was conservative and probably very "prim and proper" based upon what I knew of Gerry.
When I got to their house Gerry met me at the door, I handed him the wine and he took me to the kitchen and introduced me to Lacey. She was stunning. She had long strawberry-blonde hair, fair skin that looked almost translucent and green eyes. She was about 5'6" tall and was very conservatively dressed and, as I had guessed, appeared very "prim and proper". Her blouse was a button down blouse, with only the top button open, and she was wearing a pair of nice fitting slacks that were not tight nor were they so loose as to look sloppy. I could see she had a nice figure and I estimated she weighed about 115 pounds. I immediately started to imagine how she looked naked and after ten days of no sex I found myself being aroused. I put those thoughts out of my head so as not to be walking around with a hard on. I figured that would be a bit impolite.
Lacey was also a good cook. She made roast chicken with all the fixings and for desert she had made a chocolate cake. We drank one of the bottles of wine with dinner and drank the second bottle and started on the third while we played played some three handed hearts. After a couple of hours we were tired. Gerry and Lacey insisted that I not drive home so Lacey made up the couch for me to sleep on. I lay down on the couch and they went to bed. After the meal, the wine and a full day's, work I fell asleep pretty quickly but about an hour later I woke up and needed to use the rest room.
As I walked to the bathroom I was going past their bedroom and the door was half open. I could hear Lacey talking and heard her saying: "You have been a bad boy, which is why you are being punished".
I then heard Gerry say: "I have been punished enough, please let me cum."
The room was dimly lit and even though I knew I shouldn't stop and look in, I did anyway. There on the bed was Gerry. His hands were tied above his head to the headboard and his legs were tied, spread eagled, to the foot of the bed and he was blindfolded. I could plainly see Lacey bending over the foot of the bed and was now giving Gerry a blow job, nice and slow. Of course, they were both naked and Lacey looked even better naked than I imagined. My cock immediately got rock hard and all thoughts of going to the bathroom ended.
Gerry began to moan and Lacey immediately stopped sucking his cock and gave it a playful slap saying: "Not yet bad boy, you still need to be punished".
I heard him groan but I knew what she was doing. She was bringing him almost to orgasm and then stopping. Although it is not serious punishment it does cause a serious aching in the balls, something referred to as blue balls, but when this is done to a man the resulting orgasm is worth the punishment because so much cum builds up it almost explodes out of the cock, when the man finally cums, making the orgasm even more intense from the build-up of pressure.
