Mark Smith - Red-hot wife

"Uuuuuhhhhh!"

I felt the hot cum as it shot out of his prick and into my pussy.

I smiled to myself.

"Yeah, Howard baby, that's good. Oh yeah, you're so good. So goood!"

He ate it up.

When he was finished he pulled his shrinking cock out of my cunt and left the room. For a long time I lay still, waiting to see if he was going to come back immediately.

No, I was alone.

Good.

I crawled beneath the covers and lay there, trying to figure out how I felt about everything that had been happening. So much had occurred in the past thirty-six hours that I was becoming more than a little confused. It was time to sort things out.

First of all, I definitely liked my job. If the rest of the men was anything at all like Jeremy, there no way in the world I was going to quit it.

Secondly, I liked Jocelyn. She we a great girl, and I knew that we were going to become friends.

Third, Howard was becoming, both literally and figuratively, a pain in the ass. I was beginning to wonder how I had ever married him in the first place. Almost everything about him was beginning to turn me off, starting with his general outlook on life and ending with the way he we treating me in bed.

But he made lots of money.

I hated to be so crude, but in my present situation that counted for a lot. How could I continue to live this way if I left him?

There had to be an answer to my problem mine when. I would have to come up with it.

The next day our lunch guest was supposed to be Jeremy again, but he got called back home early on business, leaving Jocelyn and I without anyone to entertain. Except, of course, for ourselves. When Roy suggested that the two of us go on home for the day, Jocelyn asked me if I'd like to come by her apartment for a while.

Of course I would.

We spent several hours talking and the time passed I found myself becoming more and more enthralled with Jocelyn; she seemed to know just what I was going to say before I even said it.

Finally I told her about Howard. "Wow. That's pretty heavy."

"I know."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. I think I want to get out of the whole thing but I just can't afford it right now. He makes too much money and if I just walked out, I know I wouldn't get any of it."

Jocelyn didn't say anything for a minute, but then a slow smile spread across her face.

"You say he's a bank vice-president?" I nodded.

"Then I think I've got the answer."

I was squeezed into a corner of Howard's office between two file cabinets, a cassette recorder in my hand. Fifteen feet away Jocelyn we sitting in front of Howard's desk, ostensibly applying for a loan.

I watched and I listened, the recorder operating softly, "I'm sorry, Miss McCall…"

"Please, call me Jocelyn."

"All right. Jocelyn. I'm sorry, but we just can't risk loaning you any money right now. You're…"

"But I need it."

Now Jocelyn was standing up, bending forward so that her tits were practically falling out of her blouse onto the desk in front of Howard.

"I'm sorry." Howard's voice was dry and raspy, as if he was trying to pay attention but was failing miserably.

I couldn't help but grin.

"Look; I'll do anything. Anything."

"I'm sorry, but… what are you doing?"

Jocelyn quickly locked the door into the office and turned back to the desk.

"What are you doing?" Howard repeated, his eyes moving quickly all over the room and up and down on Jocelyn's body.

She stripped.

Howard's jaw dropped open, but he made no move to stop her. Thirty seconds later she we completely naked in front of him.

"I said I'd do anything for the loan. Now what do you want me to do?"

Howard's mouth opened, but nothing came out. I could tell that he was as turned on by Jocelyn's naked body as I was, but he didn't know what to do. But that didn't bother Jocelyn.

Within a minute she had him as naked. His cock jutted out in front of him like a telephone pole as he stood behind the desk looking at her with wide eyes.

"How do you like this?" Jocelyn asked, running her fingers up and down the length of his cock.

Howard only groaned.

"You've got to tell me what you want me to do. Go ahead, say something… do you want me to suck it for you? How about that? You're nice, big cock inside my mouth? Or we could fuck. Or do both. It's up to you; all I want is that loan."

"Suck it," Howard whispered. "What?"

"I said suck it."

"Will I get the loan then?"

"Yes."

Jocelyn grinned. I grinned. I was certain all of that had been recorded on the cassette; now we were in business.

Jocelyn went to work on his cock.

First she ran her lips up and down the entire length of his meat, slipping and sliding them wetly across his skin.

Then she opened her mouth and went down on him, his cock sliding effortlessly into her throat.

I could see everything, and the sight of my husband's cock disappearing into Jocelyn's sleek throat and mouth caused my own juices to start churning. I couldn't stand it, but there was nothing I could do except watch.

"Is it good?" Jocelyn murmured, somehow managing to speak even though her mouth was filled with his meat.

"Yeah. It's good. Real good."

Then she made certain to make the loudest slurping sounds she could possibly come up with; loud enough so that they would definitely be audible on the tape.

One hand was on his balls now, while the other guided his shaft in and out of her hungry mouth, sliding the skin up and down while he pumped into her.

Howard was loving it.

Harder and harder he pumped, slamming his cock deeper and deeper into Jocelyn's mouth.

"That's it, kid. Keep sucking. Keep sucking my cock; then you'll get your loan."

I could have jumped for joy; we had everything we could possibly need, now that he had said that.

Fantastic.

She finished him off quickly, slurping and swirling her tongue so vigorously around his cock that it was only a matter of a few seconds before he began to shake and shudder.

"Get it all, kid. Every drop. Don't let any get out of that sweet mouth of yours."

He needn't have worried.

Jocelyn was an expert.

A few seconds later every muscle in his ass and legs grew tense, and at the end of a stroke he froze.

His cum shot out into her mouth.

I could see her tongue and jaw muscles working madly to catch every drop. She licked and sucked hungrily, gobbling it down.

"Yeah, baby, that's it. You're good. Real Goddam good. You'll get your loan."

At last she was finished.

Letting his cock slip from her lips she smiled up at him, traces of his cum still lingering on her lips and teeth.

Back at Jocelyn's apartment, we celebrated. At first we just played the tape over and over again, giggling and laughing. Then we had drinks.

It was hysterical.

Again and again we listened to Howard promise to give her the loan, and each time we heard it we laughed uproariously.

Then we made love.

Neither of us was surprised that it happened; in fact, I think we had both been counting on it. After all the stimulation that we had both received during the afternoon there was no way we were going to pass up the opportunity to explore each other's bodies and make that part of our celebration.

There we no seduction invoked; it was more of a mutual agreement that didn't even have to be spoken.

"Let's take a bath," Jocelyn suggested.

I nodded, smiling.

The tub was crowded, but we didn't mind. We both soaped down each other's body, letting our fingers run all over the soft flesh across from us.

Her tits were fantastic.

Every time my fingers came into contact with the soft, white flesh I could feel a tremor of excitement run through her entire body. I played lightly with her tits, squeezing her flesh and flicking my fingertips across her nipples while she did the same thing to me.