Chapter 1: Chapter 1
"Do you want me to go down on you?" my wife asked me as she got ready to go out. I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking my beer watching the football game when she stopped me mid gulp.
"What? No! Don't do that!" I protested adamantly. She knew I loved it when she sucked my cock, but she never asked.She just did it because she knew I liked it.
"But I like it." She smiled mischievously. "It makes me feel powerful."
Jenna was wearing a pair of baggy shorts and flip flops that she pulled up as high as possible when she sat down next to me.Her ass was incredible. I could see her thong from underneath the bottom of her shorts. Her pussy was neatly groomed. My wife is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is drop dead gorgeous from head to toe. Her eyes are crystal blue and her skin is flawless. Even her cellulite is beautiful.She has big full breasts and a shapely ass that she loves to show off in her skimpy bikini. She has a great personality and is fun n as hell to be around. People love her. She gets invited to all the best parties and is never without a date. I on the other hand am a bit of a loner.I don't get invited to many parties and when I do I'm usually the only one there. I'm not bad looking. I've been told I have a nice face and I have a strong powerful build. Jenna is the social one how ever and I just love watching how mesmerized everyone is with her.I love the way they look at her. It makes me feel powerful too.
My wife loves to dress up. She has this thing for short tight skirts and 5" wedge sandals. She says the way men undress her with their eyes and stare at her long toned legs and heart shaped ass makes her feel powerful and like a little slut. I think she looks fucking hot. I love the way her tight little body looks in those skirts. I love that she gets so turned on being a slut for me. She loves to dress like a whore and act like one too. She is a gorgeous goddess and gets completely turned on seeing me aroused over her complete sexual pleasure and insatiable sexual appetite.
We were at a party last New Years when she met this guy. He was black as ebony, muscular and chiseled. He just had this presence that didn't go unnoticed. Jenna knew of my fantasy and while she always played along and loved acting the part of a little slut, she always said I was the only man she wanted to fuck and the whole slutty, flirtatious naughty girl persona was done to turn me on. I could tell though this man unlocked something inside her, I could feel the rules had changed and I may not have any say in how they have changed. I thought to myself, be careful what you wish for.