Chapter 1
Jack
I feel like there is something up with my wife Candy lately. It seems like she walks around all haughty lately. Like she is above me or better than me in some way.
Just little things seem to set her off. Things like asking her about her day at work. Asking why she is more than an hour late home from work on a glaringly regular basis.
She practically snaps my head off when I ask her about those things. She accuses me of being suspicious and controlling. She constantly tells me that I am not the boss of her and she is just doing her best to make a living.
The one time that I pointed out that I make more than twice what she does and I pay all the bills each month, the shit really hit the fan.
She screamed at me that this was the reason she wanted to make her own money so I couldn’t accuse her of not contributing. Yeah, she contributes. She pays for the grocery shopping.
She pays for the upkeep on the BMW sports car I bought her. She fills her own car with gas…big deal! I pay for everything else. Including paid off the mortgage on our swanky condo overlooking Elliott bay. Yeah, it was my books that paid for all this shit we own.
Candy was very upbeat and bouncy around the house this Tuesday late evening. When I pulled her in for a hug and tried to take advantage of her better temperament, she pushed me away and told me that sex was all I think about.
“That’s right. I think about it a lot since you have been putting me off more than you have accepted my advances lately,” I grumbled.
“Look, I’m just wore out from a long day at work. Maybe we can fool around later after I take a bath,” she answered me.
I had been in a good mood when I got home from the homeless shelter. Veronica, the director at the center had called me to her office to thank me again for all the time and effort I have donated at the center. “If you weren’t married, I’d grab you up.”
Yes, I was grinning as I made my drive home from Seattle to my five bedroom mansion in Queen Anne on the shore of Elliott Bay. There was a spring in my step as I walked into the mansion.
See? I can attract women at the age of 42. And Veronica is quite a sexy woman at that. She even made the statement that she would be waiting if my marriage ever went south.
I have to admit that I have had the hots for Veronica the entire time I have volunteered at the homeless shelter over the past three years. But I would never dream of taking action on those desires. Still, it’s nice to fantasize about.
While Candy is in the bath, I go to my den where I do my writing and pull up a porn site. I happen to have a video I have saved where the actress looks a lot like Veronica. Yes, I fantasized about Veronica being the woman on the video while I jerked off.
I feel no remorse after I get off. Whether or not Candy will actually fuck me tonight is a 50/50 chance at best. At least this way, I got one nut today. Gazing at a stand in for my favorite fantasy woman.
If Candy begs off later as she often does lately, I will do some “late night writing” on my laptop. Who knows what I might bring back from my browser history for today.
I was surprised to find Candy wearing a teal colored see thru baby doll nightie when she called me after her bath. “I thought that you would like a preview of what’s to come,” she purred when she saw the surprise on my face.
The teal colored nightie looked spectacular with her light skin and coal black hair. Her breasts with her chocolate brown nipples and areolas were on full display through the teal see thru fabric.
After a snack, I followed Candy to the bedroom. I quickly stripped naked and laid back so Candy could have her way with me. It felt sensational to just lay there and let her pleasure me in her own way.
First, she scooted down and swallowed my entire 9-inch cock into her throat. I was amazed as she had never taken that much of me in her throat before. She held my gaze the entire time she bobbed up and down sucking my cock.
Once she had me as hard as a crowbar, she removed her panties and guided my cock into her hot drooling sex canal. I was amazed by how slick she was inside. I don’t ever remember her being this juicy slick before this.
While Candy rides me like a cowgirl in a rodeo, I pull open the top of her nightie to feast on her lovely 36D breasts. I love Candy’s 36D-25-37 milky white body. I revel in watching her fuck me like she’s riding a stallion.
“Make my pussy yours Jack, fill your pussy with cum,” Candy cries out as she jerks into climax.
I notice that her eyes are closed while she spasms in orgasm.
I grope roughly on her tits while I spew my load of cum into her vagina.
I go to my den to do some writing afterward after giving Candy a kiss goodnight.