He Does She Does

She Does…
Once a month we don’t have the kids at home, as they go to the ex wife’s
for the weekend. My wife and I use this “free” time to do some rather
kinky things. This is one thing she has done above all others that
really turned me on during such a weekend.
I woke up one saturday morning to find myself hand cuffed to the bed, my
feet tied and my wife gone. I could smell breakfast being cooked in the
kitchen. It wasn’t long before she brought and served it too me while
she was stark naked. After she was done feeding me, she played with my
cock until it was rock hard and my balls were filled out and ready to
explode. She would stop suddenly every time she saw I was about to cum.
This went on and on, over and over, but she would change her style from
time to time. Sucking it until I was on the edge one time, then jerking
it off, and soaking it down with baby oil. She would clean it of course
between each of her little sessions of tormenting me. She uncuffed me
from the bed once, but my hands remained cuffed behind my back as she
led me to the bathroom to piss. She held it for me as I drained my
bladder. Then it was back to my torture, the repeating of keeping me
hard but not allowing me to cum. My cock was sore, and it was almost
noon when she asked me what it was worth to me to be allowed to cum. She
hinted something about a shutter that hadn’t been painted in a year. I
quickly told her it was good as done and begged her to finish me off.
She climbed on top my poor hard sore cock. Her cunt felt so good and
soothing as she wiggled and grind her hips fucking me. I could feel the
veins in my head popping out as I had the most hellish orgasm I think I
have ever had. God damn she turns me on, and I must say what a creative
genius she is!

He Does…
I know this will sound really odd and strange, but when my husband
drinks beer, his breath turns me on. And it’s not just him, it’s always
been like this. Beer breath no matter who it is. When I was younger and
used to go out to the bars, guys would ask me to dance and once we got
out on the dance floor and we were close enough that I caught a wiff…
Well that’s all it would take. My pussy would get all warm. I would
straddle his leg and rub my hot crotch on his jeans. Dirty dancing my
ass, I was climaxing in my panties and he would never know it. One guy
to another, all night long… dance after dance, beer breath on each
one. And to this day, if any man gets close to me that’s been drinking
beer… my box gets warm and wet. “Want to dance?” (giggle)

She Does…
Seems like all my wife and I do is work anymore. Hardly ever any time
for sex or to even talk to each other for that matter. She came up with
this idea that really turns me on a month ago and we’ve been doing it
once a week since. We both work in offices that fortunately has on-line
access to e-mail. Once a week I get a strange e-mail from an anonymous
women. I never know what day it will be, but the e-mail always says meet
me for lunch at such and such a place. I always get a table, or sit at
the bar alone looking around into the lunch crowds. Then I see some
woman looking back at me, who gives me a wink, or gives me a sultry
look. She may be a red head or a blonde. She might be dressed in
business clothes or some slutty outfit. Sometimes I can’t wait and I
approach her before she walks over. She or I may say some corny pick up
lines, or she may just wave a motel key at me, but we always soon find
ourselves fucking like mad in some cheap motel or even in a car in some
parking ramp. Then after a long lunch it’s back to work, with a grin of
course. Later that night after my little rendezvous at lunch, after my
workout at the gym, after my clients meeting, after my trip to the dry
cleaners, after my work at home and shower is done, I lay in bed with my
wife and have those few moments right before drifting to sleep when we
talk. She will ask me “How did your day go?” I say to her “Next week,
how about a using that brunette wig?”

He does...
Most women will tell you, “It isn’t the actual act of sex that turns
women on.” Well this is the case with me. What he does that turns me on
is… Sundays he fixes me breakfast. He will see that all the dishes get
done and put away. He works on my car, and anything else that needs
fixed around the house that I have been nagging to him about all week.
Then in the evening he takes me out to dinner, always finding a place we
haven’t been before. We talk, I mean really talk to each other and he
listens to what I have to say. By the time we get in the car headed for
home, it’s all I can do from jumping him, right there in the front seat.
Sometimes I can’t hold back, and we find some quiet place to park. Those
tender kisses he gives me on the neck, really warm me up. So it is, that
it’s all the little things he does for me, that really turns me on.