Authors Note:
This story involves a wife's infidelity. Without any repercussions. If you do not like these types of stories ... please move on to something you do like. However if such stories are something you can or do appreciate – realizing they are mere fiction and fantasy – please enjoy.
Rec-Room Rendezvous
Kneeling naked between her husband's legs Janet gazed up into his eyes. One hand held the base of his rigid cock, her fingers squeezing and tugging at it gently. She mewed softly as her lips slid along the member again and again.
Sitting on the edge of the bed Jack held her long, curly hair out of the way, his fingers twined with the reddish-brown tresses.
After a few minutes the petite woman used her tone legs to lift herself up and slide her lips to the very base of his cock, her hand slipping out of the way. She held this position for a moment, inches of him stuffed in her throat.
"Oh God yes, Baby," he growled.
She pulled back, stopping with only his cockhead in her mouth's embrace. Rolling her tongue over this, she suckled on it as her fingers once again wrapped themselves around the base. Then she slid her lips back down to touch her fingers and pulled back. Pumping her lips along his shaft she tugged at the base, urging him toward his climax. Her breasts were pressed against his legs, her swollen nipples smooshed against him and being rubbed. Between her own legs her pussy grew wet, her juices making her panties damp.
"Oh yea. That's it. Suck my cock."
Soon she felt him growing even harder, sensed his balls tightening. Knowing that he would soon be releasing himself for her stoked her own lust and she mewed a little louder as she pumped her lips along his cock.
"Suck it, Baby. Fuck me with your mouth."
His words added fuel to her hunger, making her moan needily.
She both hated and loved the present situation.
She hated it because there would be an extended delay in her own satisfaction.
Jack had been away on business for weeks, leaving her to pleasure herself with her toys. In itself this wasn't bad. In fact it was something she'd grown accustomed to with his job. However, this time his return had been delayed. He'd only walked through the door shortly before their guests would begin arriving for a party they were throwing. This left them no time to fool around and get cleaned up.
Which led to the present situation. The one with her pleasuring him but having to wait until after the party for her own satisfaction. Waiting to have his cock where she really wanted it . . . where she really needed it . . . filling her pussy.
This was also why she loved it.
She knew from past experiences that this whole scenario would have her quite ready to go. This coupled with the fact that her act a fellatio meant he was not as deprived led to him lasting longer later. Therefore she could anticipate multiple, powerful orgasms.
It was this thought that drove her to pump her lips back and forth along his shaft faster and faster, hungrily sucking on him while tugging at the base.
"Oh God yes, Baby," he moaned. His cock twitched within her mouth and began unleashing his jizz. "God yes."
She accepted his pent-up load, swallowing it greedily while her fingers squeezed and tugged. Eventually she milked the last drops from him and he began to soften. She let him slip from her mouth, but kept hold of him.
"Promise me, Jack, that we won't let this party go so late that we're too tired to screw after everyone leaves," she whispered.
"Ahh, what's the matter? Is my hot little wifey horny?" He chuckled.
"You know I am," she glared at him as she stood up and headed into the bathroom.
"Well, don't you worry, Baby. I'm certain that you'll get your satisfaction tonight," he assured her.
Janet brushed her teeth and hair, then got dressed. For underwear she chose a bra and pantie set of black lace, knowing it was one of Jack's favorites. Over them and her fit body she wore a simple deep maroon blouse and dark grey skirt. She left the first buttons of the blouse undone to offer a teasing glimpse of her ample breasts without putting them on obvious display. The skirt covered only part of her thighs, leaving her tanned legs well exposed. Knowing she would be spending the night on her feet she chose to a pair of low heeled shoes to complete the outfit.
Jack walked up behind her while she was double checking herself in the mirror. One hand caressed her heart shaped ass as he leaned down to lightly kiss her neck. A shiver raced through her body causing her to close her eyes.
"It's just so frustrating when we're apart so long," she sighed as she turned to face him. Rising up on her tiptoes she kissed him.
His arms slid around her and pulled her into him. Their lips opened and their tongues slipped over one another. Janet's entire body smoldered with her desire and she felt herself growing damper. Reflexively she ground herself against him.
"My, you are horny," he grinned when they separated.
"Absolutely," she hissed.
And with that, the chiming doorbell announced their first guest's arrival.
It'll be alright, she told herself as they headed downstairs. The time should go by quick . . . And when they're all gone, I can get mine.
She felt her face flush as thoughts about what would be happening later flashed through her mind.
God, I am horny, she thought with a smile.
She loved the fact that after 13 years of marriage her and Jack still enjoyed each other in that way. Especially since so many of their friends had lost "it" after fewer years.
The next couple of hours were filled with the expected laughter and small talk. The house flowed with people important to Jack's career and Janet played the consummate host, chatting with those she already knew and meeting those she hadn't. The evening was a blur of offhand conversations spiked by forgotten drinks. Floating from one conversation to the next she ran into Jack off and on. Each time they exchanged little kisses while he slyly touched her ass or lovingly brushed her cheek, acts which kept her nerves tingling and her embers smoldering. Adding to her fervor was the usual flirtations by a number of their male guests. Men who showered her with compliments and admired her with furtive glances. Although she always viewed these attentions as harmless, she did enjoy them. They made her feel good about herself. And on this night she found herself flirting a little more than usual.
Three of the men were Tom, John, and Dan.
Tom was one of Jack's oldest friends, and probably the best looking one. When they exchanged their customary pecks on the cheek he seemed to hold her arm for a moment longer than usual, his touch radiating through her blouse pleasantly. But Janet wasn't sure if he actually did this, or if her aroused state just made her imagine it.
Jack hadn't known the other two men quite as long, but they were still pretty tight. And Janet thought they were also nice looking.
As she stood chatting with the trio she felt their eyes roving over her. Under their scrutiny she felt herself blushing and finding it difficult to meet their gaze.
