Chapter 1879 It's My Pleasure Fucking Her:>>Ep5

• I had felt bored and I had blamed my job, my neighbors, and my favorite sports team. I especially blamed my wife. She was too nice, too prim and proper. She never did anything to make my life exciting. Sex was routine. Then we began to fantasize about her sleeping with other men and our sex improved for a few weeks. Then we fantasized about our neighbor, a widower in his late fifties. He was a great guy and I thought he looked as good as a man his age could. His name was Jerry and he had always been attentive and helpful to my wife, Sue. I pretended to be Jerry when we had sex and Sue really seemed to get off on it. Eventually it too grew old and I asked Sue to take the next step... to have an affair with Jerry and share every detail with me. I came home one day to find he had mauled and bitten her wonderful chest and we had great sex that night. A few nights later Sue's face was completely covered in cum when I got home. Jerry had done it after she had given him a blowjob! She had always refused to give me one. Jerry had instructed Sue to leave the cum on her face so I could see it. I know now he was testing me, to see if I would be angry, or aroused. I rushed Sue to bed and had more incredible sex with her. My plan was really opening Sue up! The sex was the best ever, and we had been married over twenty years.
• The one small cloud was that Sue refused to give me a blowjob. She said that Jerry had told her since I had never insisted she give me one before, I did not deserve one now. I guess he felt it was not his job to teach Sue things that I hadn't in twenty-plus years of marriage. In a strange way, it seemed logical to me. I told myself Sue blew him so she could have an exciting story for me and that it still repulsed her. It would not be something she would make a habit of doing.
• My dull job really seemed to drag the next few days. I spent the days wondering what Jerry was doing with my wife. I walked around with a boner most of the time. It was like being a teenager again. The little guy rarely slept. When I came in the door I would grab Sue and look into her eyes. I knew if anything had transpired between her and Jerry, her eyes would tell me. She would smile and give me a kiss and I returned it passionately. Sometimes we made love before dinner, and again after. I could not get enough of her and she seemed to enjoy it as well. A week went by and Sue still had no new stories. I was reluctant to be overly insistent that she have new experiences with our next-door neighbor.