Sally’s relationship with her husband deteriorated by the day. The spark was gone. At thirty-three years, she is still desirable. She is average in height, her breasts are still firm even after giving birth to two kids. She still notice the lusty glances thrown at her by men wherever she went. She is a perfect package.
Sally works as a manager in an insurance firm. Her husband, Frank, is a successful business man- successful to the letter. He is almost Fifty. Sally never lacks anything, almost anything rather. Its been a real long time since she has had anything close to an orgasm. Frank is always away on business trips and Sally is always left at the mercy of her dildo which usually leaves her craving for a real hard cock. It always feels like a thirsty man drinking salt water. Her sex drive is overboard. Frank is always too tired for any form of foreplay the few times they fuck. ”I’ll have to do something about this” she always thinks to herself.
Sally is always worried. She’s been a perfect model wife to Frank but the intimacy is long gone from their lives. Sex with Frank has become routine. She misses those times they would talk to each other about how they would ravage each other’s body. The kissing and every other thing that has to do with foreplay has gone with the wind and in its place is a boring unemotional routine of penetration. She longs so much for her pussy to be sucked good but Frank would never hear any of that. ”It makes me feel dirty” is all she gets from him anytime she musters enough courage to ask. She doesn’t want to come across as sex crazed so she had to let sleeping dogs lie, to her own dissatisfaction.
Her heart cries to be kissed, she longs so much to be slowly smooched, finger- fucked and tongue- Licked. The penetration would just be an icing on the cake.
Frank on the other hand, never saw anything wrong with their sex life. He always ejaculates every time he penetrates her and that for him, is all any reasonable man would ask for.
Little did he know that wealth alone doesn’t keep a relationship going, intimacy does too.
Sally’s solution came two weeks later. She had gone to the supermarket in town to make some purchases. It had been a pretty usual day at the office and by the look of things, nothing unusual looked set to happen until she met Daniel. Dan for short. She was done with her usual supplies of the monthly grocery when Dan offered to help her carry her stuff to her car. Something Frank never does- he would usually wait back in the car while she makes the trip from the supermarket to the car, no matter how long it took.
It was more or less love at first sight. He was dressed in a black jean trousers and checkered body-fitting long sleeves shirt. Sally had turned down her offer out of reason, hoping he’d insist and when he did, she muttered a word of thanks to her luck. His boldness intrigued her. She could see the outline of his masculinity through his shirt. Her blood was fired up when he came close to her as she held the trunk of the car open for him. In that instant, she knew she wanted to be fucked real hard by Dan. It was just a matter of time.
”what are you doing the rest of the day” She’d asked him.
”em….nothing of so much importance’, he replied, looking straight into her eyes. ”Do you want to take me out or…?”
”God!” She managed to whisper under her breath as she laughed it off. His boldness was turning her on. She was already beginning to feel a tingle in her lower body. She hasn’t felt this aroused in as long as she could remember. It took all the will in her not to grab Dan and rip him out of his clothes immediately. They exchanged phone numbers and she promised to give him a call.
Soon, their relationship progressed, it wasn’t a matter of ‘if’ but ‘when’ she’ll be fucked by him and just the thought of his Dick inside her made her nipples turgid.
Dan had no problem talking about anything and she loved that too. She loved that she could rant about her bad day or about the new hair extensions she bought and he would patiently listen to her endless gist. They told themselves about each other, Dan was in his third year in the university, he could sing, play piano and rhythm guitar. He would sing her love songs while she blushed at the other end of the phone. Love is blind they say, but so too is lust.
”when was the last time you had sex” Dan asked,
Their conversations had gradually being leaning towards sex recently. She told to him that it was less than a week ago. Something about Dan made her willingly bare her soul to him. It was then she realized all she had been missing in her effort to ignore her sexual needs and play the perfect couple.
”Did you cum the last time you did?” Dan asked again, jarring her to reality.
He was already sporting an erection on the other end of the line. What he kept thinking was how Sally’s husband could make sure he cums every time without giving a fuck if she did or not. He knew he had to be there for her. He had to make her feel alive. He wasn’t scared of fucking an older woman. It wasn’t the rightness or wrongness of the act or any act that mattered to him, it was about what makes him feel good.
”maybe I’m just attracted to the not-so-good things that makes me feel so good” he thought and smiled to himself when they got done talking. They had scheduled a date, and he was not going to miss it for anything in the world.
They had dinner at a very nice restaurant. It was the best date Sally had ever had, as long as she could remember. Dan was dressed in a cream colored shirt, grey trousers and dark brown shoes. He smelled of a musky masculinity and Sally couldn’t help taking deep breaths each time his aroma drifted to her. She wore a black gown. Not a tight one. The gown hugged her breasts but was a little wider around her ass. It reached just above her knees. They’d talked about everything – their dreams, hopes, aspirations and their fantasies. They kept thinking about each other.
”She’s so easy to talk to” he thought.
He could see the outline of her tits and it looked amazing. He couldn’t help looking forward to the night ahead of them. Money was not an issue. Daniel made a little money from attending shows and Sally was more than
capable of taking care of the bills, and she did.
They arrived at Sally’s house in her car.
Her kids were staying the weekend with her Aunt and Frank was away on another business trip, one of so many. Since Dan still lived with his elder brother, he had to lie that he was attending an all night show. The ride was as exciting as their relationship. Sally had to alternate between rubbing the large bulge in his trousers and driving. They just couldn’t wait to tear each other apart.