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Mike managed to lead her to the shower. He turned the water on, waited until it was hot, and helped her in. He watched her shower through the glass door, an erotic and sexy sight except for the fact that she was washing off another man's semen. When she was done, he held the towel for her and dried her off. It was another act that would have excited him under different circumstances. Afterwards, they took a long nap.
Mike fixed a quick dinner for the two of them. Mostly, they remained silent. She was starting to feel embarrassed and wouldn't look him in the eyes. Mike wasn't sure how he felt about the weekend. He didn't like it. He believed he could forgive Jodi for her behavior if the last 24 hours were all there was to it. He also knew that a lot of what had happened was his fault.
He thought she might feel better after taking a bath. It was something he'd come up with on her birthday. He called it, "the pampering". He prepared her a hot bubble bath with lavender bath salts and afterwards she'd laid down on her stomach on their bed and he massaged her. She hadn't let him turn the lights on, but he'd gotten to run his hands all over her body. She'd even turned over so that he could rub her front. The pampering had worked and she'd gotten aroused. He mounted her and made slow love to his wife. That had been a while ago, before he'd started having difficulties with erections.
This wasn't a romantic evening. He just thought a bath might relax her. She was grateful and stepped in the tub. Unusually, she had forgotten to shut and lock the door to the bathroom. It was open a crack and Mike decided to take a peek and check up on her, afraid she might have fallen asleep. Her head was back, resting on the rim, eyes closed. Her arm was in the water and it looked like her hand was between her legs. Her lips parted moaning slightly. She was playing with herself! The weed was still affecting her. He'd never thought of Jodi as a masturbator, but here she was fingering herself in the tub. She whimpered, arching her back enough he could see her nipples emerge from the water, suds covering parts of her breasts. He pulled back and slipped into bed, surprised to see, he was sporting a decent erection. The weed was still in his system too.
Her erection was gone by the time Jodi joined him in the bedroom. She sat on the bed and dropped her towel. Under different circumstances, he'd been thrilled to see she was nude. Jodi normally wore a pull over night gown. She looked sexy as hell in it, especially from the front where it clung to her breasts. She only removed it for sex and sometimes she only lifted it up to her waist during sex. Usually, she removed it just before he entered her and replaced it as soon as he was done.
Mike rolled over and stared at her sleek back. She was squirting skin cream into her palm and rubbing it into her breasts and chest. His penis stiffened a little, but shrank again when his mind pictured her rubbing Shawn's semen all over her skin. She leaned forward and did her legs.
"Want me to do your back?" he asked.
Jodi froze a second. She sat straight up and raised her wet red hair up off her shoulder. "Please?" she asked, reaching around her to hand him the lotion. He sat up and began rubbing the skin cream into her back while also massaging her shoulders and neck. She moaned softly, enjoying his touch. When he finished, he kissed her on the shoulder. "Thank you," she said. She turned the light out and slipped in beside him, sleeping nude in the bed for the first time since their honeymoon.
Mike woke several hours later to fingers caressing his dick. Jodi squeezed his prick, tugging on it. Her tugs turned to slow strokes as he hardened. She never initiated sex either, but here she was, gently jerking him off. When he was hard, she sat up, leaning down and taking his dick in her mouth. Mike moaned and ran his hands through her hair.
Jodi adjusted herself slightly. Her knees were up by him, her bosom pushed into his stomach as she bobbed her head over his shaft. Mike sighed and relaxed enjoying the feeling of being in his wife's hot mouth. He was relieved she still had any interest in his little penis after experiencing Shawn.
Jodi leaned further down, easily deepthroating his six-and-a-half-inch penis. She was nearly laying on him now and a few seconds later, she was raising one leg over him, her pussy just above his face. He was glad he couldn't see it, not sure what kind of shape it was in after getting fucked repeatedly by a foot long penis. She lowered it a little. Mike wanted to eat her. They'd never 69'd before and this was pretty exciting. He raised his nose to her pussy, fearing it would smell like spunk, but the only aroma his nostril inhaled was lavender from the bath. She smelled clean. He raised his tongue up and licked up her slit. Jodi jumped slightly, but moaned and pushed her pussy back into his tongue.
Mike slid his arms under her thighs and wrapped his hands around her waist pulling her back into his thrusting tongue. She humped him, sucking his dick harder. He was surprised he'd lasted this long or could still manage a strong erection. Her mouth felt great, lips tightly embracing his shaft to keep him hard. He could feel the cum welling in his balls. He switched tactics. Sucking her clit hard between his lips.
"YES!" she cried, raising her head off his dick. "Keep sucking my clit." She took him in her mouth again.
Mike sucked her clit like it was one of her nipples. She kept humping his face. Her anus must have been pushing into his nose, but even that smelled of lavender. Her cry was muffled by the dick in her mouth. Her thighs trembled and she came just as Mike quit sucking her slit and pushed his tongue back in her pussy.
It was like swallowing a raw oyster.
The thick pudding like substance slid down his tongue and into his mouth. What the hell? He thought, just as another oyster-sized wad of pudding shot into his mouth. It was hot, didn't taste all that bad, and it was like nothing he'd ever tasted before yet it still seemed familiar. She pushed her pussy hard into his mouth, her orgasmic contractions shooting out more of the pudding until his mouth was full. He couldn't breathe his nose was bent against her anus and her pussy was covering his mouth. Mike was forced to swallow, his mind realizing that what the substance was even as it was sliding down his throat. He tried to stop struggling a little, his wiggling tongue enticing out another wad of Shawn's sperm into his mouth. Mike came, thrusting his dick deep between Jodi's lips as he ejaculated, his moan muffled by her pussy. Another wad of semen slipped into his open mouth. Mike closed his throat and lowered his head from Jodi's pussy so that he could breathe through his nose. She wasn't done cumming and a final large wad of Shawn's seed, splattered across his face, covering his nostrils. The fresh lavender scent was gone and all he could smell was the ammonia-like stink of another man's cum.
Jodi slid off him. Mike rolled off the bed the second he was free and ran to the bedroom. The last wad was still rolling around on his tongue and he spit it out into the sink. He ran the hot water, but used a cold wet cloth to clean the semen off his face. He rinsed it off under the hot water and washed his face again. He wanted to gag. In the mirror, he could see Jodi sitting up on the bed, spitting out his semen into a dixie cup of water she kept on the nightstand. She looked as disgusted as he did even though she'd swallowed him last week and at least two loads of Shawn's semen over the last day.
Mike rinsed his mouth out with mouthwash and left the bathroom, switching places with Jodi. She also rinsed her mouth out with mouthwash before slipping back into bed.
The first rays of dawn were illuminating the room when he felt Jodi's hand on his dick again. This time she had a lot more trouble getting him hard. She pulled and tugged on his prick until it stiffened enough. She climbed on top of him, squeezing the base of his dick to make it hard enough to enter her. It did turn fully erect at the sight of his wife's nude body mounting his dick, but it quickly deflated after she'd only rode him a couple times. She bounded too high on the third and his dick slithered out. She squeezed his prick almost painfully until she could force the head back inside her and started humping him again. "Come on, Mike," she gasped. "Come on, baby. Deeper. I need it deeper. I need a cock, a big bl... Noooooo," she whimpered as Mike grunted, his limp dick leaking out a few meager drops of semen into her. "Dammit."
"Sorry," he said, feeling emasculated. This wasn't the first time this happened. This was common when he'd first started developing ED. He'd gotten her worked up enough she wanted sex only to disappoint her, cumming after a few strokes or losing his erection almost immediately. The pills had been like a miracle drug to him.
She tapped him a few times on the shoulder to tell him it was alright. Though it wasn't. They were both disappointed.
Jodi showered first and dressed for school in one of her figure hiding dresses. She beat him home from work that day. He entered the kitchen. She was sitting with her head in her arms. "Honey, are you okay?" he asked concerned.
Jodi raised her head. Her eyes were red and tears were running down her cheeks. She was a natural beauty and wore little makeup, but the little she wore was smeared. "Oh, Mike, I'm so sorry," she cried. "I don't know what came over me."
Mike held his arms open. "Come here."
Jodi stood up and ran into his embrace. She buried her head in his shoulder, still sobbing. "Can you forgive me? I behaved like a total slut."
"It's okay, honey. It's okay," he reassured her patting her on the back. "It wasn't you. It was the weed."
"It made me act like a slut, Mike." She shook in his arms. "I slept with one of my students, I... I... fucked a nigg... a black man." She shuddered violently.
Mike hugged her tighter. "It's as much my fault as yours. You were right I should have turned that weed in to the police."
