Jessica pushed open the door to the dimly lit living room, the scent of John’s cologne mingling with a hint of something musky and foreign. She had expected to find him engrossed in a video game or passed out on the couch, not on his knees with a man’s cock in his mouth. The scene froze as John’s eyes met hers, his cheeks bulging around the unfamiliar shaft, and the man’s hips stuttered in surprise. The stranger’s face remained obscured by the shadows, but the tension in his body was palpable.
Instead of the anger she thought she’d feel, Jessica was struck by a curious fascination. She took a step closer, her heart thumping in a mix of shock and arousal. The man in question was built like a Greek god, his chiseled abs flexing with each shallow breath he took, the muscles in his thighs taut as they supported his weight. John’s eyes grew wide, but he didn’t pull away. He looked at her with a strange mix of fear and pleading, as if silently asking for permission to continue.
Her voice was steady, almost playful, as she said, “Don’t leave your boyfriend hanging. He looks as if he is close to cumming.” The words slipped out of her mouth like a siren’s call, and she watched as John’s eyes lit up with a spark of excitement. The stranger, still partially hidden by the shadows, let out a low groan that sent a shiver down Jessica’s spine. He clearly took her words as an invitation, and she found herself eager to see what would happen next.
John resumed his ministrations, his mouth moving faster and more confidently, his eyes never leaving Jessica’s. The sound of wet sucking filled the air, punctuated by the stranger’s gasps and the occasional smack of John’s lips. Jessica’s gaze roamed over the stranger’s body, taking in every detail from the bulge of his biceps to the veins pulsing in his cock. Her own breath grew shallow, and she felt a warmth spread through her body, centering between her legs.
The stranger’s hands found John’s hair, gripping tightly as he guided the rhythm, his hips thrusting slightly to meet John’s eager mouth. Jessica watched, mesmerized, as John took the stranger’s length deeper, his eyes watering slightly, a drop of precum glistening on his bottom lip. She bit her own lip, willing herself not to interrupt, the words she had spoken echoing in her mind.
“Swallow every drop,” she had told him, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to hang in the air like a thick fog. John nodded, his eyes never leaving hers, as if drawing strength from her silent approval. The stranger’s breath grew ragged, his grip on John’s hair tightening, and Jessica could see the muscles in his thighs quivering with the effort to hold back his climax.
The moment grew heavier, the air thick with anticipation, and Jessica felt her own desire pooling in her core. She sank down onto the couch, her legs parting slightly, her hand inching closer to the warmth between her thighs. The stranger’s cock grew larger, the head flushing a deep red, and she knew he was close. She watched as John’s cheeks hollowed, his mouth a perfect ‘O’ around the stranger’s shaft, and she couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have that cock inside her own mouth.
As if on cue, the man’s hips bucked forward, and John took him all the way to the base, his throat working around the pulsing length. The stranger let out a roar of pleasure, his body tensing as he came, spurts of cum filling John’s mouth. Jessica’s eyes never left her husband’s face, watching as he obeyed her command, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration as he swallowed every drop.
The room grew still, the only sound the stranger’s heavy breathing as he slowly regained his composure. John pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked up at Jessica with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The stranger finally turned to face her, and she took in his handsome features, his dark eyes meeting hers with a knowing smirk. He was clearly enjoying the show, his semi-erect cock bobbing slightly as he stepped out of the shadows.
With a final pat on John’s head, the stranger kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered something into his ear that made John blush. He then turned to Jessica and offered her a wink before pulling on his clothes and leaving the room, the door clicking shut behind him. Jessica remained on the couch, her mind racing with questions and a newfound sense of desire that she hadn’t felt in a long time.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of her phone in her pocket. It was Tom, her flirtatious coworker, who had been sending her suggestive messages all week. She had ignored them until now, but something about the evening’s events made her feel bold. She answered the call, her voice a low purr, “Hey Tom, what’s up?”
Tom’s voice was a welcome distraction, and she could hear the surprise in his tone when she greeted him so warmly. “Jessica, I didn’t expect you to answer. I just wanted to check in and see if you were busy.”
Her eyes never left John, who was now standing, his own cock hard and bobbing with each beat of his heart. “Not anymore,” she replied, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate through the room. She watched John’s eyes widen in realization, his gaze darting from her to the closed door and back again.
“So, what’s new?” Tom asked, oblivious to the scene that had just unfolded in Jessica’s living room. She leaned back into the couch, the cool leather a stark contrast to the heat emanating from her body. “Well, Tom,” she began, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, “I just caught my husband with another man’s cock in his mouth.”
The line went silent for a beat before Tom stuttered out a surprised laugh. “What? You’re kidding, right?”
Jessica’s smile grew wider, and she felt a thrill at the way John’s cock twitched at her words. “No, not at all. In fact, I think it’s made me quite… hungry for something new.”
Tom’s laughter trailed off, and she could almost hear the gears turning in his head. “So, what are you saying, Jessica?” His voice had taken on a new edge, one that was definitely not just friendly banter anymore.
Jessica licked her lips, the taste of the stranger’s cum lingering faintly in her mouth from where John had kissed her deeply after the stranger had left. “I’m saying,” she began, her eyes still locked on John’s erection, “that maybe it’s time for me to explore some of my own… desires.” She watched John’s face, the blush deepening, his cock standing at full attention, as he realized what she was suggesting.
“I’d love to take you out,” Tom said, his voice now thick with lust. “Where do you want to go?”
Jessica looked at John, who was now stroking himself slowly, his eyes never leaving her face. She felt a thrill of power at the sight. “Somewhere… private,” she replied, her voice a breathy whisper. “Somewhere we can really get to know each other.”
John’s hand paused mid-stroke, and she saw the excitement in his eyes. He knew what she was planning, and he was more than happy to play along. “Tom, I’ve got to go,” she said, her voice low and seductive. “But I’ll text you the details of where to pick me up.”
With a knowing smirk, she ended the call and turned her full attention to John. He was still hard, his hand moving slowly over his shaft, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “So, what do you think?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
John swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. “I think… I think it could be interesting,” he managed to croak out.
Jessica’s smile grew predatory. “Interesting?” she echoed. “I’m not looking for interesting, John. I’m looking for explosive.” She stood up from the couch and began to saunter towards him, her hips swaying with each step. “You had your fun. Now it’s my turn.”
John’s cock bobbed with each step she took, his eyes following the path of her hand as it trailed down her body. She stopped in front of him, her fingers grazing the head of his cock, leaving a glistening trail of precum on her skin. “If you’re going to have boyfriends,” she said, her voice a silky purr, “then so am I.”
The words hung in the air like a challenge, and John could feel his own desire swell at the thought of sharing Jessica with another man. He had always known she had a wild side, but he had never imagined she would embrace it so openly. “What are you saying?” he managed to ask, his voice thick with lust.
“You can fin yourself a boyfriend for tonight. And y’all can have the guest bedroom. Tom will fuck me in our bed tonight.”
John’s eyes widened at Jessica’s boldness, and she could see his cock twitch in response to her words. “But, Jess… I don’t know if…” he stuttered, his mind racing with the sudden turn of events.
Jessica’s smile never wavered. “Don’t worry, love,” she purred, her hand now wrapping around his length and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’ve got it all figured out. You’ll have your fun, and I’ll have mine. It’s only fair, isn’t it?”
John looked at her, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and fear. “But who…?” he started to ask, but Jessica shushed him with a finger to his lips.
“It’s a surprise,” she whispered, her voice a siren’s call. “But I promise, he’s as much a catch as your little friend here.” She stepped closer, her breasts brushing against his chest as she leaned in to kiss him. Their tongues danced together, tasting the remnants of the stranger’s release, the saltiness mingling with their own desire.
John’s hands found their way to Jessica’s hips, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. The thought of her with another man was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. He had always known Jessica was adventurous, but this was a new level of openness he hadn’t quite anticipated. He broke the kiss, his eyes searching hers for any sign of doubt.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked, his voice gruff with need.
Jessica stepped back, her hand sliding from his cock. “I’ve never been more sure about anything,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She turned and sashayed towards the bedroom, her hips swaying in a way that made John’s mouth water. She knew he was watching her, his eyes devouring her every move. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a wink, her hand disappearing into her lingerie drawer.
When she emerged, she was wearing a black lace teddy that left little to the imagination. The flimsy material clung to her curves, her nipples peaking through the delicate fabric. John’s cock jerked at the sight of her, his breath hitching in his throat. “Now go,” she said, her voice firm but playful. “Find yourself a boyfriend for the night. I have a date with Tom.”
John nodded, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. He had always had a secret account on silverdaddies.com, a website catering to mature, dominant men seeking younger companions. It was a guilty pleasure he had never shared with Jessica, but tonight felt like the perfect opportunity to indulge. He sat down naked in the chair, his cock standing at attention as he typed in his password, his eyes scanning the screen for someone who could match the intensity of what he had just experienced.
ASK JESSI 
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