25-12-2018, 04:10 PM
Then Mike got it. It was the situation. Jen wanted the Google account. She fucked Keri to get it. Being forced - forced to fuck, forced into submissiveness - that turned Jen on.
"If you really hate it I won't do it again," Jen said. Then she added "But I think you like it."
"I don't," Mike said with an embarrassed laugh.
"Baby, I get you don't like it," Jen said stroking his chest. "If you liked it, it wouldn't be as exciting."
Mike frowned at the paradox. Before he could respond Jen added "But it doesn't suck right?"
Mike couldn't help laughing at the double entendre. Jen realized what she said and laughed too. She leaned over and kissed him again. "You got off on it," she whispered to him. Mike knew she was talking about that time with Mal. "I fantasize about that all the time."
"You do?" Mike asked.
"Yeah," Jen said, an excited sparkle in her eye. She stroked his cheek. "When he came on your face."
Mike jerked his face away from her hand. He cock was throbbing.
"I get you hated it," Jen whispered. "You did it for me. Because you love me. Right?"
Mike didn't say anything. He was so close to cumming. If Jen flicked her finger across his shaft he'd explode, but then he'd get no pleasure out of it (it would be like a ruined orgasm).
"I do things for you I don't like, like ..." Jen thought about it. Then she saw the tissue on the side table. She opened the tissue and showed Mike the 2 spent condoms. One held more cum than the other. She picked that one up, holding it from the open side so the cum didn't spill out. "Like, I'd swallow Biff's cum if you wanted. I wouldn't like it, but I'd do it if you wanted. Do you?"
Mike couldn't answer. He could barely breathe.
"If you want I'll pour his cum on my face," Jen offered. "Do you want that?"
"Jen ..." Mike croaked out.
Jen lightly dragged the closed end of the semen-filling condom across Mike's chest. "If you want I'll push this into my pussy," she said. "I'll squeeze it so Biff's sperm gets inside me. Would that turn you on baby?"
"God Jen," Mike groaned. He was seconds from cumming.
Jen knew it too. She got off her husband and squeezed the base of his shaft. "Not so fast mister," she told him. Mike was still at the brink, but the painful constriction so close to his balls prevented him from cumming. "I do a lot of things to turn you on. I don't always like them. So sometimes you have to do things for me."
Mike nodded, still unsure.
Jen smiled at him. She saw the uncertainty in his face. But that was okay, it was part of the fantasy. Now that they were playing the game again, now that her nympho switch was back on, her fantasies from before were coming back ... of a dominant alpha man doing things to Mike. And to her. Making them both do things, pushing their boundaries.
"Sometimes I feel out of control," Jen said, just as excited as Mike now, practically dizzy with lust. "You need to stop me if I go too far."
Mike finally broke his silence. "I like when you're out of control," he said giving her an encouraging smile.
Jen smiled at him. He always made her feel good about herself, no matter what she did. "You need to cum huh?" she asked. She was hot again, she wanted Mike's tongue on her clit. But it was his turn.
"Yeah," Mike said. "Why did you tell me not to play with myself?"
"I don't know," Jen said honestly. The idea just popped in her head and she went with it. She thought of Stacy putting Jim in a cage. Was that it? To control Mike's orgasms? But she'd never put her husband in a cage. Never ever.
"It's time to take care of you mister," Jen told him with a sly smile. "Remember, I do things for you I don't really like."
"Like what?" Mike asked.
"Like this," Jen said. She moved down until her pretty face was under Mike's balls. Then she licked his asshole as she stroked his cock. Mike groaned at the exquisite feel of his wife's soft tongue probing and rimming his tender ass. Moments later he erupted in a glorious orgasm.
The next morning as they dressed Jen said "Remember I'm going on a fund raiser this week."
"You're going with Frank?" Mike asked giving her an excited mischievous smile. "Any potential there?"
"He's hot," Jen admitted with a giggle. "But too complicated. He's still friends with my parents, too risky."
Mike shrugged noncommittally. He thought it was doable. Just get Frank to agree not to say anything, why was that so hard? He said "You had fun at the party?"
"Yeah, his apartment's amazing," Jen gushed. "He has an amazing view of Central Park. He showed me his art collection."
"How was it?"
"Freaking awesome," Jen gushed, her blue eyes sparkling from the memory.
"I'm surprised he didn't hit on you."
"He kind of did," Jen admitted with a grin.
"You didn't go for it?" Mike asked.
"I'm not that much a slut," Jen said with a laugh. "There were people there ..."
"But you would have otherwise?" Mike said, pressing.
"I don't know," Jen said evasively. She frowned at her husband. "Stop pressuring me Mike," she snapped.
"Okay, sorry," Mike said, giving Jen a frown back.
Jen felt bad. Especially after last night when they talked about exploring new things. Frank was definitely hot. He had the confident alpha guy thing going. Her college girl crush kind of made it taboo which added to the excitement. Frank was a widower so no moral issues there. She clearly had the green light from Mike. So why was she holding back?
"So you'd be okay with it, if something happened?" Jen asked kind of shyly.
"Definitely," Mike said, his eyes lighting up. He added encouragingly, "Your parents are workable. Frank spends most of his time here right? And you're not close to Sophie anymore."
"Yeah," Jen agreed, although she was still unsure. It was like Mike was ticking off the potential issues, offering solutions to them all. But for some reason the prospect of Frank Tower concerned her.
"Do you have condoms?" Mike asked, his eagerness apparent.
"Uh, yeah, I think so," Jen said with an awkward laugh. As a married couple they had the strangest conversations!
"How are you going to handle Biff?" Mike asked.
"What?" Jen said, confused at the abrupt change in subject (and men!).
"He has a big crush on you," Mike pointed out.
"Don't worry, I can handle Biff," Jen assured him. If she could handle a man like Frank Tower, she certainly could handle the 19 year old intern. She already had an idea for handling Biff. A win-win. Or a win-win-win, Jen thought to herself with a giggle.
A little later, as they fed Anna, Mike said "I might see Jim while you're away."
"Oh," Jen said surprised. "You've worked out -."
"We're still friends," Mike told her. They had to be careful what they said with Anna right there.
"Oh, that's good," Jen said. Glancing at Anna and being careful with her words, she asked hesitantly "Will you, ah, see Stacy too?" She didn't want Mike to watch Stacy with her black lover. But how could she deny Mike from watching (it was just watching), given what he let her do?
Mike read her mind. "Not without you there," he assured her.
Jen smiled at Mike, clearly relieved. The fact was, she didn't like the idea of her husband getting turned on by another women. Even if it was just watching.
"I'm actually rethinking Jim's idea," Mike told her.
"Oh," Jen said. She was surprised but not excited by the idea.
Mike sensed her ambivalence. "You don't like the idea?" he asked.
Jen shrugged. She'd had a brief liaison with Jim - he came on to her and, thinking she had Mike's permission, she went down on Jim and he fingered her. But Jim's cuckold mannerisms had been a turn off. Mike had C fantasies too but, unlike with Jim, they didn't bother her. In fact they were a turn on, with his fantasies becoming hers. Of course, Jen loved Mike, whereas Jim was just a casual friend.
"I guess I'm okay with it," she said.
Still somewhat conflicted about the idea and remembering their conversation from last night, Mike grinned and said "It's easier for me you're not thrilled with the idea."
Jen grinned back. She moved to Mike's side and sat on his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she smiled into his eyes and said "See, we do things for each other."
Mike wrapped his arms around Jen's waist. "Yeah, as long as it doesn't suck," he joked. They laughed at their inside joke.
Anna laughed too and bounced in her chair. She didn't understand what they were talking about. She just liked seeing her parents hugging and happy.
"If you really hate it I won't do it again," Jen said. Then she added "But I think you like it."
"I don't," Mike said with an embarrassed laugh.
"Baby, I get you don't like it," Jen said stroking his chest. "If you liked it, it wouldn't be as exciting."
Mike frowned at the paradox. Before he could respond Jen added "But it doesn't suck right?"
Mike couldn't help laughing at the double entendre. Jen realized what she said and laughed too. She leaned over and kissed him again. "You got off on it," she whispered to him. Mike knew she was talking about that time with Mal. "I fantasize about that all the time."
"You do?" Mike asked.
"Yeah," Jen said, an excited sparkle in her eye. She stroked his cheek. "When he came on your face."
Mike jerked his face away from her hand. He cock was throbbing.
"I get you hated it," Jen whispered. "You did it for me. Because you love me. Right?"
Mike didn't say anything. He was so close to cumming. If Jen flicked her finger across his shaft he'd explode, but then he'd get no pleasure out of it (it would be like a ruined orgasm).
"I do things for you I don't like, like ..." Jen thought about it. Then she saw the tissue on the side table. She opened the tissue and showed Mike the 2 spent condoms. One held more cum than the other. She picked that one up, holding it from the open side so the cum didn't spill out. "Like, I'd swallow Biff's cum if you wanted. I wouldn't like it, but I'd do it if you wanted. Do you?"
Mike couldn't answer. He could barely breathe.
"If you want I'll pour his cum on my face," Jen offered. "Do you want that?"
"Jen ..." Mike croaked out.
Jen lightly dragged the closed end of the semen-filling condom across Mike's chest. "If you want I'll push this into my pussy," she said. "I'll squeeze it so Biff's sperm gets inside me. Would that turn you on baby?"
"God Jen," Mike groaned. He was seconds from cumming.
Jen knew it too. She got off her husband and squeezed the base of his shaft. "Not so fast mister," she told him. Mike was still at the brink, but the painful constriction so close to his balls prevented him from cumming. "I do a lot of things to turn you on. I don't always like them. So sometimes you have to do things for me."
Mike nodded, still unsure.
Jen smiled at him. She saw the uncertainty in his face. But that was okay, it was part of the fantasy. Now that they were playing the game again, now that her nympho switch was back on, her fantasies from before were coming back ... of a dominant alpha man doing things to Mike. And to her. Making them both do things, pushing their boundaries.
"Sometimes I feel out of control," Jen said, just as excited as Mike now, practically dizzy with lust. "You need to stop me if I go too far."
Mike finally broke his silence. "I like when you're out of control," he said giving her an encouraging smile.
Jen smiled at him. He always made her feel good about herself, no matter what she did. "You need to cum huh?" she asked. She was hot again, she wanted Mike's tongue on her clit. But it was his turn.
"Yeah," Mike said. "Why did you tell me not to play with myself?"
"I don't know," Jen said honestly. The idea just popped in her head and she went with it. She thought of Stacy putting Jim in a cage. Was that it? To control Mike's orgasms? But she'd never put her husband in a cage. Never ever.
"It's time to take care of you mister," Jen told him with a sly smile. "Remember, I do things for you I don't really like."
"Like what?" Mike asked.
"Like this," Jen said. She moved down until her pretty face was under Mike's balls. Then she licked his asshole as she stroked his cock. Mike groaned at the exquisite feel of his wife's soft tongue probing and rimming his tender ass. Moments later he erupted in a glorious orgasm.
The next morning as they dressed Jen said "Remember I'm going on a fund raiser this week."
"You're going with Frank?" Mike asked giving her an excited mischievous smile. "Any potential there?"
"He's hot," Jen admitted with a giggle. "But too complicated. He's still friends with my parents, too risky."
Mike shrugged noncommittally. He thought it was doable. Just get Frank to agree not to say anything, why was that so hard? He said "You had fun at the party?"
"Yeah, his apartment's amazing," Jen gushed. "He has an amazing view of Central Park. He showed me his art collection."
"How was it?"
"Freaking awesome," Jen gushed, her blue eyes sparkling from the memory.
"I'm surprised he didn't hit on you."
"He kind of did," Jen admitted with a grin.
"You didn't go for it?" Mike asked.
"I'm not that much a slut," Jen said with a laugh. "There were people there ..."
"But you would have otherwise?" Mike said, pressing.
"I don't know," Jen said evasively. She frowned at her husband. "Stop pressuring me Mike," she snapped.
"Okay, sorry," Mike said, giving Jen a frown back.
Jen felt bad. Especially after last night when they talked about exploring new things. Frank was definitely hot. He had the confident alpha guy thing going. Her college girl crush kind of made it taboo which added to the excitement. Frank was a widower so no moral issues there. She clearly had the green light from Mike. So why was she holding back?
"So you'd be okay with it, if something happened?" Jen asked kind of shyly.
"Definitely," Mike said, his eyes lighting up. He added encouragingly, "Your parents are workable. Frank spends most of his time here right? And you're not close to Sophie anymore."
"Yeah," Jen agreed, although she was still unsure. It was like Mike was ticking off the potential issues, offering solutions to them all. But for some reason the prospect of Frank Tower concerned her.
"Do you have condoms?" Mike asked, his eagerness apparent.
"Uh, yeah, I think so," Jen said with an awkward laugh. As a married couple they had the strangest conversations!
"How are you going to handle Biff?" Mike asked.
"What?" Jen said, confused at the abrupt change in subject (and men!).
"He has a big crush on you," Mike pointed out.
"Don't worry, I can handle Biff," Jen assured him. If she could handle a man like Frank Tower, she certainly could handle the 19 year old intern. She already had an idea for handling Biff. A win-win. Or a win-win-win, Jen thought to herself with a giggle.
A little later, as they fed Anna, Mike said "I might see Jim while you're away."
"Oh," Jen said surprised. "You've worked out -."
"We're still friends," Mike told her. They had to be careful what they said with Anna right there.
"Oh, that's good," Jen said. Glancing at Anna and being careful with her words, she asked hesitantly "Will you, ah, see Stacy too?" She didn't want Mike to watch Stacy with her black lover. But how could she deny Mike from watching (it was just watching), given what he let her do?
Mike read her mind. "Not without you there," he assured her.
Jen smiled at Mike, clearly relieved. The fact was, she didn't like the idea of her husband getting turned on by another women. Even if it was just watching.
"I'm actually rethinking Jim's idea," Mike told her.
"Oh," Jen said. She was surprised but not excited by the idea.
Mike sensed her ambivalence. "You don't like the idea?" he asked.
Jen shrugged. She'd had a brief liaison with Jim - he came on to her and, thinking she had Mike's permission, she went down on Jim and he fingered her. But Jim's cuckold mannerisms had been a turn off. Mike had C fantasies too but, unlike with Jim, they didn't bother her. In fact they were a turn on, with his fantasies becoming hers. Of course, Jen loved Mike, whereas Jim was just a casual friend.
"I guess I'm okay with it," she said.
Still somewhat conflicted about the idea and remembering their conversation from last night, Mike grinned and said "It's easier for me you're not thrilled with the idea."
Jen grinned back. She moved to Mike's side and sat on his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she smiled into his eyes and said "See, we do things for each other."
Mike wrapped his arms around Jen's waist. "Yeah, as long as it doesn't suck," he joked. They laughed at their inside joke.
Anna laughed too and bounced in her chair. She didn't understand what they were talking about. She just liked seeing her parents hugging and happy.
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