Unfortunately, after about half an hour, Marilyn’s eyes started glazing over, and she headed back to our room to take a nap. I promised to try and get up there before dinner. It felt surreal to be listening to the experts discussing one of the hottest topics in math theory and now have a sufficient background to be able to fully understand and appreciate it. Even more, I knew just how important encryption and key systems were about to become. It was quite heady.
About four o’clock or so I was mathed out, so I packed up my stuff and headed up to the suite. I found Marilyn snoring lightly while laying on our bed, still in her blouse and slacks, though she had kicked off her flats. I tossed my jacket on the couch and kicked off my shoes. I sat down on the bed next to her and undid my tie. In doing so, Marilyn woke up and looked over at me. “All done playing with your numbers?” she teased.
“I seem to be stuck on the number 34 and the letter B,” I said with a smile.
“You’re such a pig!” she answered, also with a smile.
I leaned over her and pushed her onto her back. “Oink, oink, oink!” Then I put my lips to hers and started kissing her. I kept on kissing her as I brought my hands up and starting playing with her 34Bs, unbuttoning her blouse and slipping her bra up and over them. Marilyn didn’t seem to mind my porcine attributes, since she was returning the favor, hurriedly unbuttoning my shirt and trying to peel it off me while it was still tucked into my trousers. After another minute or two, we gave in to practicality, and I sat up. We both quickly stripped naked and then stretched out besides each other.
“I need you, Carl!” Marilyn breathed as I probed her greasy little pussy with my fingers. “Fuck me, honey!”
“Ummmm, not yet,” I whispered to her. I kept fingerfucking her and lowered my lips to her tiny little nipples, now standing up at attention.
Marilyn was stroking my cock madly. “Please, I need it! Don’t tease me!”
“Nope!” I twisted around, so that my face was at her glistening shaved pussy, and dove in. Marilyn shrieked happily as I started eating her. “Sit on my face, baby!” I ordered her, rolling onto my back and manhandling her into a 69 position. I thrust my hips upwards, waggling my cock in her face, and Marilyn got the idea. Moments later I felt her hot and wet lips circling my cockhead.
Marilyn had gotten pretty good at giving me blowjobs, now that I knew what worked and what didn’t work, and simply told her rather than relying on natural ability. Now, as I lapped at her pussy and clit, she lay there on me, sucking my cockhead and stroking me with her fingers, rather than trying to go for deep throat. It felt wonderful, and I lay back some. “Oh, baby, that’s so good, just like that, don’t stop, just like that…” Then I raised my head and started eating her again as she continued. It got so good that my hips started pushing upwards, and Marilyn let me start fucking my cock up into her mouth.
“Don’t stop… I need to come, honey, keep sucking me… oh, I want to come in your mouth! Suck me, suck me…” Marilyn started pumping my cock and suctioning the head of my cock, and I just lay back and reveled in it, my hips pumping skyward. “That’s it, that’s it… don’t stop, don’t stop…” I felt it coming and cried out, weakly, “Yes, yes!” as the come raced up from my balls and landed in Marilyn’s mouth. She kept pumping me as she sucked and swallowed. What a great way to spend an afternoon!
Marilyn rolled off me and padded into the bathroom, where I heard her running the water and drinking. Okay, it’s probably not champagne, so that’s fair. She came back in and climbed back onto the bed with me. God, but she looked so good! I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. “The professor’s flight isn’t supposed to land for another 45 minutes, and then he’ll probably be a good half hour getting his luggage and getting a cab over here,” I commented.
Marilyn was in the center of the bed, with me on her right side, and she grabbed my cock with her right hand and started toying with it. “Whatever will we do to pass the time?”
“Well, I’m thinking we should start practicing for the honeymoon, don’t you?”
“You mean, working on my wifely tasks? What about your husbandly tasks?” she laughed.
“Unh unh, that’s not important. Remember, your job is to love, honor, and obey. So you need to make sure you’re performing those wifely tasks properly.”
“Oh?” she commented, still stroking my erect cock.
“I’m going to be a very demanding husband!” I was on my side facing her and laid a hand on her right breast, cupping it and flicking my thumb across the nipple. “I think you know what that means.”
“What?”
“Nope, you tell me, and let’s see if you get it right.”
Marilyn shuddered slightly as I toyed with her tits. “You’ll want me to suck your cock, won’t you,” she answered lowly. “And fuck you.”
“I plan to be a very demanding husband.”
“So I’ll have to suck you and fuck you every day, won’t I?”
“Maybe more than once.” Marilyn’s eyes were half closed and there was a smile on her face as I said this.
“Well, I’ve already sucked you, so maybe you should fuck me now.”
“Not yet.” Marilyn’s eyes opened at that and she looked at me, but I slid my right leg across hers and trapped her there on the bed, legs apart. “You’ll need to be ready for me to take you when I want to. You’ll need to always be prepared.” I reached across and pulled her left hand down to her pussy, and pressed her fingers into her slit. “How will I be able to tell if you’re ready?”
She moaned lowly. “I’ll be wet and juicy.” I kept her hand in place, and moved to prevent her from letting go of my cock with her right hand. “Oh, please, I’m so wet and juicy right now! Fuck me!”
“Not yet. We have to talk about your other wifely requirements.”
“Oh?” she asked weakly.
I whispered in her ear, “Whenever we’re together, you have to be ready for me. No pants, no panties, no bras. No matter where we are, I might need to bend you over and fuck your pussy.”
Marilyn whimpered at the thought and her back arched as she orgasmed. I pulled my leg away from her and rolled her onto her side, facing away from me, and then lifted her right leg up. Moments later I had slipped up behind her and pushed myself in from the back. I began rubbing her back and her shoulders, which was a major erogenous zone for her. “Fuck me!” she begged.
“I’ll use you for sex constantly. You’ll have to be ready all the time. When I come home I’ll want you in tiny little skirts and tops, and you’ll need to have your pussy wet for me.”
“Yes, yes!”
This was turning me on as much as it was turning her on. I pushed Marilyn forward and followed, rolling her over onto her belly as I began fucking her doggy style. “In fact, as soon as I get home, you’ll probably need to show me if your pussy is ready for me.”
“Fuck me! Fuck me!”
I slipped a hand between us and began toying with her asshole. Then I whispered into her ear, “All of you will be mine! It will be your wifely duty to satisfy me however I want it!”
This mention of the unmentionable was driving Marilyn crazy. She was bucking back at me, driving my cock ever deeper into her, and the loud slapping sounds of my hips smacking her ass were like an aphrodisiac to me. I hammered her from behind. I think she had lost track of her orgasms by the time it became too much, and I spewed out another load into her. We collapsed onto the bed, me on top, kissing and caressing her back and shoulders, and then ultimately rolled apart.
Afterwards, as I looked over at her, laying face down, disheveled and bedraggled, she gave me a shy smile. “You weren’t really serious about, you know, back there, were you?” Her eyes flicked back over her shoulder at those sweet, buns.