"Then you need to lie down right now. Come to the bedroom with me." Susie turned from the doorway and headed for the bedroom. She wagged her ass through a stuttering roll as though she felt sexy, which she did because she had once fallen in love with Brian and was not giving up that easy. In the hall she paused and murmured, "Take off your clothes. Except for your undershirt."
In the bedroom she paused and sipped her drink. The undershirt? Because a man felt more naked, vulnerable, with his chest concealed but his cock and balls exposed. She listened, heard shoes thump on the floor, shortly saw him enter looking embarrassed. White T-shirt. Long, plump, dangling cock. His loaded scrotum seemed to hang halfway down his leg.
He said, "Susie, you're just not like I thought!"
"I'm not like I thought, either." She finished her drink and set the glass on the dresser. She went and sat on the edge of the bed, and beckoned. "Come here, Brian."
He came. She watched his cock and balls jostle with the swing of his stride. She held out her hands. He walked to them and she grasped his meaty cock, brought her face to him, and bent to his loins and stuffed the fat head of his cock into her mouth.
His jaw fell, astonished, unbelieving as Susie sucked her mouth full and began toying with his nuts.
"Susie! You've never…"
She tongued it out, said, "I was a prig, a priss little frightened twat. And you were so square, so wrapped up in your office world that you never bothered to help me be a human being, a real female. I'm giving you one more chance."
She licked around the burgeoning rim, then nibbled it in, fisting it as it lengthened and grew harder, massaging, fondling his testicles. Quite abruptly Brian was breathing hard. And there it stood from her pink lips like a great dark banana, a long and thick boniness, a yummy cock, a beautiful cock.
Susie slipped off it, then flung herself back on the bed, throwing her legs apart.
"Eat me, Brian," she said.
He was grinning wryly, his mouth twisted, as he dropped to his knees on the floor. He made a low, animal noise as he plunged into the fork of her legs, between thighs that had for so many years met in the concealment of her pussy beard. The bareness of her pinkish-white lips surprised him anew on each glance. Brian's mouth yawned and he gobbled in those shaven outer lips as his tongue splashed wildly up and down her split, as though he welcomed the change, as though hairless pussy was his turn-on.
Or guilt? Did he feel that fucking his secretary had driven his wife to the house next door and the lesbian seduction of Carla Clayton?
Feeling his tongue swirling about the mouth of her vagina, starting cum spasms, Susie groaned with pleasure. She was close to letting go. With an effort she clenched her fists, clinging to her new control over Brian.
Then he sucked her clit. Wow! A wet firestorm was growing. But it paused as Brian slipped off, saying, "Okay, it's not a kid's cock, it's a big clit. All right?"
Seeing the pink erection against his lip, she wanted to shriek, "Suck it, suck it!" But she had another lesson to teach him. She humped backward on the bed, away from him, and said, "On the bed, Brian, it's my turn to ride."
Puzzled, licking glistening cuntjuice from his lips, he obeyed, climbed onto the bed and laid there with his cock standing a foot tall, twitching, the fat head bobbing about. Susie got up on her knees, knelt astride him, and tucked that big head into her split.
He was scowling. "It's like this is your vengeance."
She fisted his cockshank and rotated the rigid stalk, circling the head in the gushy mouth of her vagina.
She said, "No! It's to show you I'm a horny cunt and independent, not just a slippery hole for you to plug into!"
Slowly, cunt-sucking the big prick, she lowered, filled up with hot meat, and rubbed her swollen clit on his loins.
He gasped, "Susie, I've never felt you that hot and wet!"
"It's a whole new ball game, Brian," she said, then said no more, for her orgasm came in a sizzling burst, making her shriek as she jerked up and down on her husband's cock.
It was morning and she heard Brian leave the house, then drive off to work. He had made his own breakfast! Susie giggled.
She rubbed her pussy. It felt a little sore. Brian had fucked her five times. Had they eaten supper? Just snacks, she guessed. She had ridden him, had gotten it doggie fashion, but naturally the most satisfying had been on her back, her legs around his powerful body, though she had not admitted that to him. Keep him dangling a little.
She rose and put on her wood-nymph tunic, had breakfast. In bright sunlight she crossed the back lawn toward the house next door. She did not try to hide her bare right breast. If neighbors saw her nude tittie, fuck 'em!
In the kitchen she kissed Rita, who had a gift from Howard, his improved model clit sucker. Rita said, "Later we could have a jiji swing together, and you can try out the new gadget."
"It's a date!" Susie said, hugging her, then going to the yoga room where she had her lesson from Gwen. During it her thoughts wandered. Should she introduce Brian to these friends of hers, let him in on this jungle of sensuality? She thought not. He might now be a worthwhile husband but he remained Brian, whose world was that tigerish office struggle. He would of course be jealous but had to get used to it. My life comes first, she thought, and if Brian can't hack it the way I am, tough tit!
On the way upstairs, trailing a hand on the wooden banister, she gave way to impulse, abruptly threw a leg over it, crotched it, and began sliding down.
It was hand-rubbed smooth, oiled by generations of hands, and its slickness was perhaps increased by pussy juice.
Giggling, she slid backward to the bottom.
Then she saw Nick at the top of the stairs, in shorts and baseball cap.
"That's it," he said. "Warm it up for me. I'm so horny I got to get my load off before we start work."
He was rubbing his erection.
And Susie, astride the banister, aware that her cunt was still a bit sore from Brian's big cock, felt a wet quiver in her vagina.
Well, she thought, it really would be nice to get a cum or two, to settle us down to work.
She climbed off the banister, smiling broadly as she climbed the stairs toward Nick.