A Marriage Agreement Part 4

Tom reached his home and noticed the lights on downstairs. This was unusual as his wife was always in bed when he got home late. He walked in to find her reading a book on the sofa. What really caught his attention was her attire. She looked like a model right out of Victoria’s Secret. Laying the book aside, she stood to greet him. “Has my baby had a long day?” she asked in a motherly tone. Before he could answer, she had covered his mouth with hers. She kissed him long and deep, letting her hands explore his chest and teasing his nipples. Wow, he thought, what brought this on. As the kiss ended, his wife led him to the sofa and as she sat down, began to unfasten his pants.

When they were around his ankles, she stroked his penis while she toyed with his balls. His dick stood at attention as he was in a trance wondering what his wife was up to. He was sorry he had cum earlier with Ellen, but maybe his wife would not be the wiser. “Tom, it has been a while since we had sex, are you horny?” she asked. “Yes”, he answered. She continued to tease his dick as she ran her thumb over the head, making him want to move his hips to speed up her hand. She looked him in the eyes and said, “we have not had sex in over three weeks, and yet you have no pre-cum dripping?” “As I rub your velvet soft skin on the head of your dick, I detect not one bit of sticky cum.”

“Is there something you are not telling me, Tom?” Tom’s stomach went into knots. He had never been good at lying to his wife about normal things, much less something as serious as this. “I am just tired from all the long hours I’ve been putting in.” he answered. She gave him a weird look, but said nothing to his response. She stood and removed the silk panties, holding them to his nose to smell. He noticed the dampness of the fabric as it touched his face. “Well, I have some juices that need licking before they run down my leg”, she stated, as she lay back on the sofa. Tom took this as her way of telling him to get busy with his tongue.

He thought of the way Ellen had taught him to eat her and wondered if his wife would like that. Or maybe he had better do it the way she was use to as to not raise any more questions. After all, this was something she hardly ever asked for. He licked her and could see her hands covering her nipples as she shut her eyes and enjoyed. His tongue was getting quite tired before he felt her tense and groan as she pinched her own nipples and bucked against his face. Her juices covered his face as he struggled to breathe. Once she calmed down, he sat on the floor as she stroked his hair. She arose after a short time and told Tom to cut off the lights and meet her in the bedroom. There are more questions I need to ask she told him as she walked up the stairs. What little hardness that remained in Tom’s dick left him instantly. He had a bad feeling about what she had on her mind.