Another excerpt from Loving Wife Online, which will be finished for this weekend, with all text subject to possible correction and change. It has the same narrator as How I Became a Manwhore. Follow me here or on my author page to find out when it’s done.
I sat down and went back to my drink and Tara started touching me – my legs and thighs, and then my package, and I was already hard, so she liked that, and I looked down at her hands going over my crotch and saw a wedding ring shine, and she noticed too.
“I do this when I’m travelling for work. Gives me something to look forward to. Nice break from my husband, too.”
She looked to see how I reacted.
I couldn’t help but smile – I loved fucking married women.
“That doesn’t shock you, does it? I guess a lot of your customers are…”
Her voice trailed off.
“It’s OK,” I said, freshening up both our glasses and feeling the wine hit my face. “I provide a service. Discretion is my thing. Satisfaction guaranteed.”
I never knew exactly what to say, was always more comfortable making love or fucking, and I watched and wondered what she liked.
Tara stood up and took her jacket off, started undoing her blouse, and I could see she had a good figure, could see she liked being in control.
“So you’ll do whatever I want, within reason, and keep quiet about it?”
“Of course,” I said. “Just tell me what you want. It’s best for both of us.”
She finished her glass and refilled it, trying to get drunk, and I liked that, because I knew I knew the nervous ones were often the easiest to get off and the most grateful in bed. They just needed permission to feel good, and if spending money on sex made them feel bad then maybe they just needed a little drink and drugs to open up, to get exactly what they wanted.
And I thought I knew what Tara wanted – erotic massage, kisses, hugs, me going down on her, some penetration, an orgasm or two together, then maybe another quickie in the shower, before or after we finished off the wine watching cable and cuddling.
“Let me get undressed,” she said, “then we can talk.”
“Want any help?”
“Thanks for the offer, kid, but I’ve got a few things I need to put on. You have a drink and relax, take your clothes off. Watch some porn on the computer. Play some music. Get yourself in the mood.”
She took that travel bag from the table and walked to the bathroom, pausing at the door.
“Don’t worry – I’m going to make you work for your money.”
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