Thanks again to SoftVoyage for editing!
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After my stepdaughter's midnight blowjob, I did get some sleep that night, probably around the time the sun came up. I woke up to the sound of the front door slamming shut and made it to the window just in time to see Barbara's car pulling out of the driveway.
I made my way towards our bedroom, eager for a shower as I continued to try and clear my head. It was refreshing, but as soon as it was over, I needed to find other ways to occupy my time and avoid Jenna.
When Barbara returned, I was in my office, and had successfully avoided my stepdaughter all morning.
"Knock knock." Said my wife as she opened the door. "Working on the weekend?"
"Yeah." I sighed, leaning back in my chair as I admired my wife's beauty. She truly was the woman of my dreams, I felt terrible about the night before.
Barbara closed the door behind her. "I wanted to apologize."
"Me too!" I interjected. "I'm so sorry, I should've never yelled at you."
She walked over to me, for the first time I noticed a bag in her hand, which she placed on my desk as she came around to hug me.
"Me too." She took me in her arms, holding me in her chest. I closed my eyes as I basked in the softness, my cock was already growing. "I should've never compared to my ex. You guys are night and day."
I nodded as I pulled my head away from her heavenly cleavage, looking up into her loving eyes.
"Thank you." I pulled her in for another quick hug. My cock twitched as I relaxed into her breasts.
"I got you a present."
"Oh yeah?"
Barbara pulled away and reached for the bag she had placed on my desk earlier. "Something I think might help us out."
She handed me the bag. "Wish I had something for you." I opened it up to see what was inside.
"Consider this for both of us." She chuckled.
I couldn't tell what it was from the box, some sort of gadget, but it wasn't marked, just a picture.
Barbara was studying my face for a reaction and could tell I was confused.
"It's a blowjob machine!"
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. "A what?"
"A blowjob machine!" Barbara leaned in, clearly excited. "So, if I'm ever not in the mood, you can still get taken care of."
I was noticeably skeptical, and Barbara could tell.
"You don't like it?"
"I... umm... I don't know. I guess we'll have to try it."
"Well, that's the glory of it, you can just use it by yourself. You can just go into the bathroom or something and go nuts."
I gave her a look. Who was this woman?
"You don't like it." She leaned back in her chair, pouting. "I'm trying to compromise."
"I appreciate that, but a blowjob, it can't be replicated by a machine."
Barbara gave a frustrated sigh.
"I love blowjobs because I love you, and I love that you're willing to give them to me. They make me feel appreciated and it's an intimate moment to have the woman you love servicing your cock and swallowing your cum. I don't want to just take a machine into the bathroom and put my dick in it like it's some secret shame."
"Don't give me that bullshit." Barbara chimed in. "You want to get your rocks off."
I shook my head; how did she not get it?
"I'll tell you what." I replied calmly. "You're looking to compromise, I respect that, and I can compromise to - let's try it together."
Barbara looked ready for another fight but took a deep breath. "Fine." She said softly. "That's fair."
"Thank you," I replied before she could say any more. "Maybe tonight?"
She smiled. "Deal."
Barbara stood up to excuse herself.