Hank Borden: Some wives will

"Sure thing," he said, grinning sheepishly. He rose and left.

"Mmmmm, you have cold hands," Mia said when the blonde youth slipped a pump onto her right foot. "Cold hands on my legs give me gooseflesh… right up to here." She pushed back her skirt and pointed to a spot on her inner thigh, very close to her cunt. Then she spread her thighs wide and winked at the youth.

He glanced around nervously to make sure no one was watching. Then, convinced that no one was, he slipped on the matching pump and at the same time stole a peek up her skirt. Mia saw him peeking and encouraged him with a broad smile.

"These shoes fit comfortably," she said. "And they look quite nice." She raised her left foot to get a closer look, and in so doing flashed more of her cunt at the youth. By now he was probably staring right up her fuck-hole, she guessed.

Mia tried on the second pair of pumps, again with the boy's hands caressing her ankles and calves and with his eyes fixed on her hairy pussy. She shivered excitedly in her seat. Her pussy began to twitch from so much attention. Her nipples hardened and began stretching her halter. She even found herself breathing hard and fast, so turned on had she become.

The dark-haired youth returned just then and knelt beside his friend. He held two pairs of high heels in his hands and one pair of heavy balls in his trousers. Mia noticed his bulge at once and quickly wriggled to the edge of her seat to get a better look.

"Mmmmm, you boys look so nice in your suits and ties. And you're really great salesmen. I think I'll buy all of these shoes." She reached out and caressed their cheeks as she spoke.

"But you haven't tried on the high heels," the dark-haired kid said. He appeared very disappointed.

Mia understood at once and flashed another broad smile. "All right, stud, put them on me."

Grinning sheepishly, he removed the pumps and slipped on the high heels, allowing his hands to slide up and down her calves. He massaged her legs thoroughly, while stealing long peeks at her open pussy. His friend peeked too.

"Do you boys like what you see?" Mia asked, spreading her thighs as wide as her skirt would allow. "I surely hope so. I know I like what I see." She then reached down and cupped their cock bulges in her hands, squeezing the hardons firmly. "Oh, shit! I could have a lot of fun with these. If only there was some place private we could go."

Held firmly in the young wife's grasp, the youthful shoe salesmen turned to each other in surprise, mouths open. They appeared to be shocked by her suggestion.

Mia realized that the youths hadn't expected things to go this far. She found their innocence refreshing and wondered if they would find the courage to give her what she badly wanted: some hard fucking.

It was the blonde-haired youth who spoke first. "Well, ma'am, our boss is out to lunch, so I guess we could use the office in the back. What do you think, Skip?"

"Yeah, Harry, why not? That's pretty private. We could have a good time back there. How about it, ma'am?"

"The name's Mia, and I think your boss' office will do just fine. Lead the way."

A metal desk and chair stood in the center of the office. Other chairs rested against the walls. Mia shut the door behind her then kicked off her sandals and led the two boys toward the desk.

"Hop up there, both of you," she ordered, pointing at the desk top. "And be quick about it if you want your cocks sucked. I've got a whole day of shopping ahead of me and no time to waste."

Grinning from ear to ear, Harry and Skip jumped up onto the desk top and sat side by side with their legs dangling to the floor. The housewife went from one to the other, unfastening their trousers and pulling them and their shorts down to their ankles. Then, standing before the youths with her eyes on their stiff pricks, she removed her halter and wriggled free of her skirt and then stretched lazily, seductively, as if trying to touch the ceiling. She showed them all of her tits and pussy, and soon their pricks were rock-hard and fat as pistons.

"Now we're ready to begin," Mia said, licking her lips. "I can't wait to taste those big fat fucker. They sure smell good."

With a heavy sigh Mia cradled Harry's balls in both hands and then bent her head to suck his big prick. Her yellow hair cascaded down to caress his thighs, while her big tits tumbled forward to rest upon his knees. Harry shivered hard beneath her as he reached out to massage her smooth back and shoulders.

Harry's fat prick throbbed hotly against her lips and made her shiver all over. But she maintained control and slowly worked her lips down his long shaft, all the way to his balls.

Mia deep-throated the blonde youth's prick unashamedly, stuffing her mouth until her cheeks bulged outwards. The cock's flavor pleased her greatly, and its heat excited her, so much so that she began moaning deliriously and smacking her lips with joy.

She held his prick deep in her mouth, unwilling to release it. His balls throbbed hotly against her stretched lips, while his cockhead pressed firmly against the back of her throat. She enjoyed these wild sensations, even though she was forced to breathe through her nose, and that with difficulty.

After many moments of this, her head began to swirl, and she absentmindedly started working her lips up and down Harry's thick cockshaft. Brushing her hair out of her way, she sucked his big prick passionately, bobbing her blonde head up and down, up and down, while swallowing his prick again and again. His fat cock slipped in and out of her mouth like a juicy sucker. His cock-hairs scratched her lips and her cheeks. His throbbing cockshaft stroked the roof of her mouth and made it greasy. She shut her eyes and let her mind soar as many wonderful sensations swept up into her brain.

With bulging cheeks, Mia continued to suck the shoe salesman's prick. She swallowed his cock repeatedly, made it disappear right before his eyes, again and again.

When his piss-hole began to ooze jizz, she gulped down the cum happily, enjoying every salty drop. When cock odor drifted up into her nostrils, she inhaled, deeply, loving the meaty smell.

Harry watched the housewife's sucking lips watched his cock disappear, reappear, and disappear again. He moaned louder and louder with each suck and began to bounce up and down an the desk top. Mia could easily tell that she was turning the young man on.

She sucked faster and faster, her head a blur. Long blonde hair flew in all directions. Her tits repeatedly slapped his knees. Spit sprayed against his hairy thighs, oozed down his cockshaft to his balls. She heard him groan, felt his prick swell up inside her mouth, expected a mouthful of jizz at any moment.

But it was not to be.

"Shit, Harry!" Skip cried. "You're being greedy. Let the bitch suck my cock for a while. Hell, I've got a terrific hard-on just from watching the two of you."

Skip's words brought Mia back to reality. She lifted her head and looked at the dark-haired young man's long fat cock and found it very tempting, mouth-watering even. She moved over and began sucking Skip's big prick.

"Shit!" Harry shouted, disappointed at losing wife's hot, sucking lips. "I was about to come!"

"Patience," Skip said. "She'll get back to you. But now she's going to suck my big prick for a while." Then he moaned passionately when Mia sucked his entire prick into her mouth.

Mia once again worked her greedy lips up and down a long fat greasy prick. Using her tongue and her tonsils too, she stroked the stiff cock along its entire length, enjoying its meaty taste and its hot, rubbery texture. She even found herself now and again sinking her sharp teeth into the rigid prickshaft.

While she sucked his prick, thick cock-hairs scratched her face and clogged her nostrils. She snorted repeatedly in order to breathe, but had no intention of spitting out his prick.