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American Dream: Part 3
🕑 Added 2023-06-09 20:53:41 +0000 UTCAlfred: Tuesday, 3:54 pm
“Alfred.” There’s a pause on the line. “I love you.”
“I love you too baby.” I say. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah.” She says. “Everything is great. I just…I miss you.”
“I miss you too.” I say, warmth in my heart. “I’ll be home by 5 today, okay?”
“Okay.” There’s another pause. “Sorry. I shouldn't have called.”
“Hey, anytime. You know that.” I say. “You just brightened my whole afternoon.”
“And you mine.”
We say our goodbyes and hang up. Continuing to stare at the phone I wonder what that had all been about. I knew that she’d been feeling empty nest since Faith moved to university. She had sacrificed a career of her own for Faith and I’s happiness. Now that half of that equation was no longer a factor and that she had more time and energy to spend on herself it was only natural that there would be a period of adjustment. We had had our daughter so early in our relationship that we had moved out of parent’s houses and in with each other to become parents. Suddenly having it be just her and I was a huge change in our life and something brand new for both of us. Our relationship was evolving. I wondered if this call was somehow connected to our exciting bout of lovemaking the night before. Either way I make a mental note right then to check in with her more often during the work week.
“Hey Cody.” I call through the open door of my office.
He rolls back in his chair until his head pops into view. His long jet black hair, worn in a ponytail, dangles through the space between the back and headrest such was the extreme angle he was leaning back at. “Yeah boss man?”
Trying to hide my smirk I wait a couple of seconds until…thump! The chair slips out from under him sending the young man tumbling to the floor right in front of my office door. With laughter ringing out of the office across from ours and from me as well Cody pops nimbly to his feet and brushes off his trousers.
“He he he. Whoops.” Completely unfazed by the laughter at his expense he lifts his chair and rolls it back to his desk. He straightens his tie, smooths out his shirt over his trim body, and he smiles that innocent yet impeccably dashing smile of his then asks again. “What do you need boss?”
“I was just curious.” I say with a glance back toward the phone. “What do you know about cars?”
***
5:55 pm
“By God Sarah.” I smack my lips and lick them clean. “This is the best darned ratatouille you ever made.” I wasn’t just saying that either. I couldn’t put my finger on it but tonight’s meal had something just a little bit extra special about it.
Across our small, square table she smiles at the compliment. “There’s lots more if you’re still hungry.”
“I am stuffed.” I pat my lips with a napkin. “So what are you thinking?” I push my chair out from the table. “An after dinner walk or wine and a movie?”
“Um…” She shifts nervously. “…actually…um…”
I tilt my head. “What is it?”
She suddenly stands up, nudging the table in her haste so that the plates and glasses clanked. She flinches at the noise but does not pause as she walks around the table toward me. She comes to a stop directly beside me.
Looking up at her I say. “What’s going on?”
She looks up at the clock then back to me. Then, without a word, she lowers to her knees and reaches for the buckle of my belt!
“What the…!?”
In a couple of seconds my belt is undone. A couple of seconds later my button and fly are open. And a couple seconds more and the waistband of my underwear was lowered and my limp penis exposed. She takes it and holds it between her thumb and index finger. And I here I thought that she’d been bold last night!
“Here? Now? In the dining room!?”
Still strangely silent my wife shuffles closer, takes a deep breath, then leans in over my crotch!
“What are you…OHHHH!”
The next thing I knew my dick is entirely engulfed by warm, wet mouth!!! Her lips seal tightly around my base and a moment later the already mind-bending sensation is taken to a new level as she gently begins to suckle my manhood.
“Oh! Oh! Ohhhh geeeez!” I grip seat of my chair as the pleasure of my very first blowjob has my head spinning. Spinning just like how my wife’s soft tongue swirled around my rapidly swelling tip. “Ohhhh!”
“Mmm.” Sarah coos quietly as she feels my manhood respond to her mouth. She repositions even closer and tucks her long hair behind her left ear, her other hand gripping my thigh. And then she begins to pull back. Her mouth sucks harder as my cock slides through her lips. She makes it to just below my knob when she presses swiftly back down to my base again to do it again. And again. And again. Soon she is bobbing up and down my now fully erect penis while making the most precious little moans with each stroke. “Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.” Even at full arousal Sarah easily accommodates me inside of her hot, wet, sucking mouth. “Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.”
My hands grip the seat tighter and sit back hard against the backrest as my wife takes me for the ride of a lifetime. It was…wonderful beyond description. Similar to her pussy and yet completely different and entirely new. I don’t know what I had done to deserve this special act but I wasn’t about to ask now. Her mouth was far too busy to answer!
Up and down her head bobs bring such incredible joy with every suck. “Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.” It is when she turns her head to strain her eyes to look up to me that this novel pleasure becomes too much to bear. As I see my beautiful wife look up at me with those big brown eyes, her plump lips wrapped tightly around my cock, I cannot hold back. “Nnnnnnnngh!” I groan as my orgasm hits me fast and hard.
“Hmm!” Her eyes widen in surprise and for a second she looked unsure of what to do. With no time to ponder she turns her face back downward so that she could focus on sucking…and swallowing…my hard pumping semen. “Hmmmm!”
And just like that, it was over. Sarah keeps me in her mouth until she was absolutely sure that my orgasm was finished then gently, so very gently, she sucks off my tip and puts my penis away again. She sits back and with a strange not quite grossed out but not quite loving it expression she swallows hard and whispers. “Water?”
“Yeah.” I huff and pass her down my glass. She takes a drink and puts the glass back up on the table. Daintily she wipes her lips and glances toward the clock. “A walk sounds pretty nice.”
“A walk? A walk!? Wha…what was THAT?” I gasp.
“A…A blowjob.” She says meekly.
“I know that but…”
She gazes up deeply into my eyes and says with all of her heart. “You are my King.”
I sit stunned a moment before saying back. “And you my Queen. Sarah…that was…incredible.”
She smiles.
“But…what’s going on?”
Her smile fades, her shoulders slump. Leaning forward she rests her head on my thigh. “Alfred. I…I did something I shouldn’t have done.”
I stroke her long hair. “Tell me.”
“I…shared some things that I shouldn’t have. Personal things. Sexual things.”
For a moment my heart freezes in my chest. “Shared?”
“When you came home yesterday Crystal and I weren’t talking about cars. We were talking about you.”
“Oh.” I let out a breath of relief as, for just an instant, I thought she was going to say she cheated on me or something. “Come here you.” Reaching down I take her hand and pull her up. She crawls up and straddles me. She rests her head on my shoulders as I hold her in my arms. “What did you say?”
“Too much.” She says. “I told her about our sex life. About how we made love. I told her how often we had it and how long it lasts.”
“Okay.”
“And…I told her how big you were.”
“How big I was?”
“Yeah.” She says sheepishly. “I didn’t think much of the question…until she laughed.”
“So that’s why you asked if I was six inches.”
“Yeah.” She confesses. “She laughed at us. At you. I never meant to embarrass you Alfred. I’m sorry.”
I…I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t even know how to feel. This confession had taken me completely off guard. Imagining my sweet and innocent wife even talking about sex with another was hard to believe. But hearing that she actually went into detail about our private time left me reeling. I was neither particularly happy nor angry at hearing this, though I was strangely excited. The initiating sex, the pleading for longer sex, the thrusting against me for deeper sex, the oral sex, and now hearing that she was talking about sex…what was happening to my wife? And to hear that the super sexy young blonde next door laughed at my junk left me even more off kilter. Weirdly I was felt affronted…yet still no less excited.
“If you did this as an apology…”
“No.” She sits up. “No. It wasn’t that.” Stroking my cheek she scooches in closer. I wrap my arms around her hips to hold her against me so that she could sit more comfortably. “When we talked Crystal spoke too. About her and Cody’s sex life.”
“Oh?”
“She talked about all the different things they do. How they make love for hours.”
“Hours!?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods. “She talked about how big he was and how good he felt and the things they would do to each other and all the orgasms he gave her.”
“How…big?”
“Faith says he’s known as Big…um…Big Ding-dong Cody at the university. I guess he’s got a big penis.”
“Faith said that?”
“Yes.” She lays her hands on my chest and stares down into me as if seeing through to my beating heart then looks back up into my eyes. “If I’m not…pleasing enough for you…I can do more. I wanted to show you that I can do all the things Crystal does for Cody. I can do all the things a woman can do for a man. I love you…I love you so much Alfred…and…and…”
“Heyyy. I love you too!” I assure her and hug her close. “Baby, of course you are pleasing enough for me! What kind of talk is that? You’re my dream girl baby. Always.”
“Okay.” She says. “I just worried that…you were fast because…you didn’t want to do it longer than necessary…with me.”
“Oh my goodness, Sarah.” I say. “Wait…you think I’m fast?”
“Oh! Oh no! I just…uh…I just meant compared to Cody.”
“What?”
“I mean…I guess five minutes is…” She stammers awkwardly. “I mean that bj was barely three…” She shakes her head. “No, you are just great. Really. Really great.”
“Sarah?”
She dips her head. With a guilty grimace she peeps. “Well…it might be nice…sometimes…if you lasted…a teeeeensy bit longer?” If I wasn’t seated you could have knocked me over with a feather. “Not that I’m complaining!” She insists. “Its quality not quantity, right?”
I let out a laugh and shake my head. “What is happening right now? Who is this wild woman on my lap?”
She giggles and blushes and shrinks even smaller. “Sorry!”
“So you really weren’t talking about cars?”
“Nope. Crystal was…being silly.”
“Damn. Here I was actually looking at new cars today.”
“What!? He he he! Oh my!”
“Turns out I just had a horny wife.”
“He he he he! Oh stop.”
“Anything else little Miss Sex Pot?”
“PFFF! Don’t call me that!” She wriggles back and forth, which feels pretty darned good on my dick as her pussy rubs against it through our clothes.
“Anything else? Come on.”
“Well…uh…maybe just…one more thing.”
“What is it?”
“Oh golly. Golly, golly, golly.”
“Come on now. Let’s have it all.”
“I…kindaaaa…” If she blushed any harder I feared she might start bursting blood vessels. There is a long build up until she suddenly blurts out. “I put a zucchini up my coochie!”
“What!?” I guffaw. I look over her shoulder to the dirty bowls on the table. “Not one that you…? You didn’t!”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods like a kid who got their hand caught in the cookie jar.
“I thought there was something special about it.”
She laughs and covers her face. “It was…it was six inches long. I measured it and everything.”
“Oh?”
“I didn’t want to do it with one bigger than you but…it…ahhh…”
“Was bigger than me?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods. “Sorry.”
“Serves me right for lying I guess.”
“I’m sorry! I’m terrible! I’m a terrible wife.”
“Stop that.” I swat her plump behind. “You are perfect.” I then pinch her booty. “Perfectly naughty.”
“He he he he!” She giggles like she hadn’t since we were teens.
“So you cheated on me with a vegetable.”
“Don’t say it like that! I just put it in and pulled it out! He he he he! I was curious. That’s all.”
“And? How was it.”
“It was…pretty…good?”
“Good?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods again. “It felt…nice. Really nice.” Her eyes suddenly flare and she looks down. “Gosh…” With a smirk she wriggles back and forth. “…are you hard again Alfred?”
I flex my dick to find it surging with renewed power. “Seems I am.”
She giggles. “Already!?”
“With a naughty little sex pot rubbing her coochie on my zucchini? It was bound to happen.”
“He he he!”
“Bedroom?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods.
“Oh shucks.” I tease. “I just remembered that it’s my night to do the dishes.”
“Alfred!” She tugs at me needily. “Make love to meeee.”
Oh my goodness, did I like the way she said that! This new Sarah was the bomb! “Well…”
Grabbing me by the collar she pulls herself up so that we are nose to nose. “If you can make it six full minutes I’ll do your dishes for a month!”
I cock my brow. “Is that a challenge?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods, her big brown eyes sparkling with impish delight.
“You’re on!”
***
6:15 pm
As my wife sings merrily from our bedroom as she got dressed for an evening walk I am scrubbing the dishes a defeated but extremely satisfied man.
