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A Discovered Fetish
Slowly driving down the street, Mike watched the blond ponytail bounce and sway as the taut buttocks clenched and unclenched on the petite woman jogging down the sidewalk. Every morning Mike was treated to this unbelievable sight as he left for work. Looking over her shoulder, the blond smiled at him. Mike had been caught, but he was caught every morning as he watched his wife Kate take her morning jog.
Honking the horn and giving her a thumbs up, Mike slowly passed her. She was smiling and blushing as she looked at him over her shoulder. Kate and Mike had been married for twenty-three years and to Mike, Kate looked as good today as the day he married her. As he drove off down the street, he gazed at his lovely wife in the rearview mirror. Mike felt so lucky to have Kate in his life.
Kate was pretty, sexy and he loved her very much. He had worked his ass off to be able to give her a good life. Their house was paid for, their cars were paid for, they had money in the bank and an investment portfolio that would see them through their retirement with money to spare. The only thing they didn't have were children.
It wasn't that they didn't want them, but through the years, they had never found the time to have any. Kate had worked hard too. She owned a small card shop in the square. She volunteered at the hospital twice a week and at the library three times a week. Kate and Mike had talked about children, but they had both concluded, just not now, they were having too much fun at the time.
Even so, Kate always volunteered to read to the kids at the library. She really enjoyed making the story come alive for them. Kate also loved her husband very much and would do almost anything to make him happy. Mike felt the same way about Kate. He had resolved long ago to do anything to make her happy.
Trotting down the street, watching her husband's car disappear into the distance, Kate smiled to herself as she remembered the night before. Not only had Mike made soft sensuous love to her, he had made her orgasm multiple times. He had been so loving, yet forceful in his lovemaking, Kate had almost swooned into unconsciousness. She loved the way he made her feel, different each time they made love. Mike knew just where to touch her, just what to do to her to get her blood boiling with lust.
Like last night, he had started to lick her sex just as he had done so many times before, but then a slight difference in the way he flicked his tongue across her engorged clit had her bucking her hips rubbing against his mouth with carefree abandon. It had been so wonderful, so overwhelming, she had to look twice to see if it was really Mike between her thighs, licking and sucking her sex. Although their sex life was great, well beyond great, Kate always worried about what would happen if it should become mundane. Frowning at that thought Kate continued on her jog.
* * * *
As Kate jogged back up her street she saw a strange car in her drive and two strangers on the porch by the front door. Not wanting to confront them, she stopped on the sidewalk out front bending to tie her shoe.
"They're not home at the moment," she said to the men on the porch.
"Are you a friend of theirs? You see we have a delivery for them and can't just leave it on the porch."
"Not really, I just know them casually, sorry."
Wondering what they could be delivering Kate shrugged her shoulders and trotted off down the street. At the corner, she crossed the street and headed back up toward her house. The car was still there, but the men were gone. Stopping at Missus Garrett's, she rang the bell.
"Missus Garrett, might I use your phone?" Kate asked the old woman when she opened the door.
"Oh Kate, hi, sure, come on in. What's the matter with your phone dear?"
"Nothing, it's just that I think someone broke into my home."
"Oh dear, right this way my dear," Missus Garrett told her, showing her to the kitchen.
Kate dialed 911 and told the operator what happened. The operator told her a car was being dispatched and would be there soon. Kate went back to the living room and stood there watching her house out the window. Spotting a pen and paper on the table in front of the window, she wrote down the license plate number of the car.
As she watched, the two men came out of the house and climbed into their car. The men sat there, waiting, probably for her. As two police cars pulled up in the street, the car with the two men in it, tried to back out of the drive but found themselves blocked by the police cars. Guns drawn, the police got the two men out of the car and handcuffed them. Kate ran out to talk to the police.
"They broke into my home. I saw both of them come out and I know I locked the door when I left."
"Well the doors open, we'll check out the house."
The police officers entered the house. Five minutes later, they came out with another handcuffed man.
"Do you know him?" the cop asked Kate.
"No, I have never seen him before."
After an hour and a half of giving statements and signing forms, Kate was allowed back into her house. She called Mike and told him what happened. After making sure Kate was all right, Mike rushed home. Back in the house, Kate looked to see if anything was missing. All her jewelry was there along with the cash they kept in a drawer in the dresser. What she did find was an envelope addressed to her by name. Curious, she opened it, pulling an elegantly handwritten letter from the envelope.
As she read the letter, her mouth opened with shock. Her eyes were wide as she read the words written on the paper. As she finished reading the elegant signature, she gasped with astonishment. As the shock of what she read receded, she became aware of the aroused state of her nipples and her sex. Her nipples hurt they were so hard and the heat rising from her loins could be felt on her chin. Folding the letter, she placed it back in the envelope and put the letter in the drawer where she kept her panties. Mike showed up just as she was closing the drawer.
"Everything still there? Don't tell me they were after your panties?" Mike laughed.
"No dear, I was just checking to make sure," Kate laughed back.
"Are you okay sweetheart?" Mike asked this time concern shading his voice.
"Yes, I'm fine. Nothing is missing and all three went peacefully, but I am still a little frightened they could get in the house so easily."
"I'll have that taken care of, first thing tomorrow."
"Good," Kate said shivering.
"Well as it's Friday and I have taken the rest of the day off to calm my frightened wife, why don't I take you out to lunch?"
"That sounds marvelous. Just let me shower and get dressed, I shouldn't be more than fifteen minutes."
"I'll be waiting downstairs dear," Mike told her, moving toward the door.
Nodding, Kate stripped off her jogging clothes and jumped in the shower. As the warm water cascaded down her body, the words of the letter bashed their way into her mind. She hurried to wash, hoping to rid her mind of the elegantly written words. Shivering, she rinsed herself of the soap lather clinging to her skin. She quickly dried herself and dressed. As she sat brushing her hair, the words again invaded her mind. Shaking with fear and excitement, she tried to push the words away. Closing her eyes, she tried to picture anything else, but those damned words. She was finally able to force them out with a picture of her husband's face. Smiling she kept his face in her mind as she put her makeup on. When she was done, she rushed downstairs to Mike.
Lunch was most enjoyable, after all, one of the reasons she married Mike was his charm and quick wit. After lunch, they stopped off at the local tavern and had a couple of after lunch drinks. For some reason, they both preferred to drink at a tavern instead of the restaurant. By the time, they returned home Kate was completely relaxed. Sitting on the couch Mike picked up the remote. Kate collapsed into his lap, her arms draped around his neck as her lips pressed against his.
"Oh, so my sexy wife is a little randy?" Mike asked jovially.
"Yes, I am, now take me to bed. I need you inside me," Kate whispered in his ear.
Standing with Kate in his arms, Mike carried her upstairs to the bedroom. There he gently lowered her feet to the floor. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, as Mike caressed Kate's back and ass, she was unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants to the floor. Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, Mike stepped back out of his pants and took over getting out of his clothes. Kate rushed to strip her clothes off too. She was in a hurry to get Mike's cock into her as quickly as she could.
Crawling to the middle of the bed, she lay on her back spreading her legs in invitation to her husband.
"Wow, someone is in a hurry," Mike joked.
Kate just groaned, "Hurry please."
Crawling between her legs, Mike found her already well lubricated. Smiling, he moved up, placing his cock against Kate's opening.
"Put it in," Kate growled, pulling on her husband's ass.
Slowly, agonizingly slow, Mike pressed his cock into his wife. Sinking into her to the hilt, Mike sighed with pleasure.
