All persons entirely fictitous
"Hello darling, this is an unexpected surprise I thought you'd be entertaining your clients or something." Said Jenny as soon as she recognised her husband's caller ID and slid up the face of her phone with her manicured nails to answer it.
"Oh, well that sounds a little suspicious sweetie, it sounds like you're up to no good, I haven't caught you in the arms of your lover have I?" Said John with a jovial tone, which hid some wishful thinking, as well as a well conceived plan.
"John, you naughty man, why would you think such a thing, honestly...I don't know whats got in to you."
"Well, if I am honest, because we have always been open haven't we my love, we never hide our feelings or thoughts from each other do we?"
"No of course not darling." Jenny interjected.
"Well there is a real hint of suspicion in my words. Don't be mad, but when I told you a couple of months ago that I would be in Greece on business, on your birthday, well erm I thought you'd be a bit more put out than you were, but if anything you seemed a little, well erm, pleased about it, if that's the right word. And I have to confess, and I don't know why, as I have never had cause to doubt you before, it made me wonder if that's because you had a lover on the side, and it meant you could spend time with him when I was away. Irrational I know. I'm sorry."
"Gosh John, well let me assure you that is not the case, I think pleased is a little over the top about you being away, but I guess I didn't mind so much because, well I could have a few girly days to myself over my birthday, and have a pamper...a spa, some beauty treatment, a shop. I mean, I am sure you would have spoiled me and taken me somewhere nice, but if I am honest I was looking forward to some me time, doing what I like."
"Oh, ok silly me, jumping to daft conclusions again heh?"
"Just a little bit yes."
There was a long pause between them then, and Jenny could sense her husband had more to say, but was struggling with how to approach it. She knew him so well, so she thought.
"What is it John?"
"Sorry, what do you mean?"
"You clearly have something else on your mind, something you need to say."
"Well, erm, actually...there is but I have to confess it's a little awkward, even though we can tell each other anything...this is a little bit more, well erm, intimate shall I say."
Jenny was a little bit uneasy with his comment, and wondered if it was actually him who was in the arms of a younger lover in his hotel room, but before she could speak John blew out his cheeks and plunged straight in to it.
"Ok, so I don't know whats got into me lately, but once the idea that you might be seeing a lover behind my back popped in to my head...(pause)...I discovered I kind of liked the idea, it really turned me on...don't say anything yet...let me finish and get it off my chest."
"The closer it got to me leaving for Athens, the more I thought about it. The last two weeks have been utter torture darling, I just can't stop thinking about you fucking some mysterious, handsome, well hung gentleman. It's driving me insane."
"Oh John...I erm don't know what to say...how I am expected to respond to that. I noticed you used a crude term rather than say making love or something softer, so all I can say is this appears to be a sexual fantasy, and not a desire for me to have an affair, to fall in love with another man."
"Oh no Jen darling, there is no emotional attachment with this...my desires, or fantasies as you say, are very explicit and erotic in nature...they involve you performing all kinds of sex acts on strange men, and them reciprocating...it involves you being fucked, hard, by well hung men in multiple locations, scenario's and positions..it is the most base, animal, raw coupling there is."
He heard Jen's breathing down the phone, and realised it had become more shallow, almost panting.
"I have never heard you speak like this before...I have never heard you be so direct, so blunt. It's a little scary...it's giving me the shivers, I have goosebumps on my arms."
"And maybe a little exciting Darling?" John probed. There was no reply from Jenny, so John continued his probing.
"Would you like to know what kind of things happen in my fantasies, or have you heard enough sweetie. I have to confess, I would like you to hear what I dream about when I stroke my cock at night...whats on my mind when I cum lying next to you in bed while you're sleeping."
Jen gasped. "I had no idea...oh John, that's so naughty." After another slight pause Jen decided she wanted to hear more.
"Go on then, tell me, what happens?" She whispered tentatively, almost naively.
"Well I won't bother with scenarios, or locations...you know background stuff like how you meet these men, or where you fuck them and just stick to the sex stuff, as I don't have much time I'm afraid. I am due to meet someone soon."
"OK" muttered Jenny.
"Well basically you prepare yourself immaculately for your rendezvous with your lover, or even lovers, sometimes you meet more than one man (he heard Jenny moan softly at this). You dress to the nines, sexy lingerie, revealing clothing to complement your hot figure, your pert breasts, firm ass and long, smooth legs. All designed to enhance your own feelings of sexiness, but also to impress and entice the men you meet. To turn them on before they even touch you, to seduce them. Once you are alone with them, well him; for now lets just stick to a hotel room, and one man for ease, you either strip for him seductively, or he slowly unwraps you item by item, his hands exploring you after you're naked, or as he undresses you, whichever applies. He gropes your tits in his capable hands, and then feasts on them, teasing your nipples with lips, tongue and teeth. He parts you, and finger fucks your pussy, making you gush, then when your pussy is good and wet, he goes down on you, and eats you out, his tongue lashing your bean making you orgasm. At some point, and none of this is in any particular order, you reach for his semi-erect long, thick cock and stroke it to life, to its full length and girth, and the men always have a massive cock darling, at least 10" and as thick as a cucumber. When he is fully hard you lick it from balls, to hilt, to tip and then ultimately take him in your mouth, devouring his slab of meat. You work his cock with mouth and hand until he explodes inside your throat, forcing you to taste his salty seed, his baby batter, and swallow it all. But the best bit is when he enters you, it doesn't matter what position, standing with your legs wrapped around his waist, or standing from behind, pinned against a wall, or doggy style, cowgirl, missionary, spoons whatever...the moment his shaft stretches your labia open and then slips inside your wetness, he takes your-breath away, you are unable to breathe as he sinks deeper inside you, and then as his hips retreat and reenters you, as his hips pick up pace and his thrusts become harder, when he is ploughing your cunt deep and you are having multiple orgasms on his cock, and your mouth is uttering pure filth in appreciation of his efforts...that's when I cum. Most times, I don't get to the part, where he uses your ass, and deflowers you."
There was a good pause, so she knew John had finished for now.
"John, oh my, I am stunned...I just, I just can't believe this is you speaking, it's surreal."
"Can I ask you something personal?" Said John in a very low, hushed tone.