Directness

To meet me in person I would be like a quirky TV character. The person that while not attempting to be rude, blunt or make others uncomfortable I have a faulty filter in my brain processes where I tend to me more direct and honest to people then most are use to or comfortable with. I also prefer this in how people deal with me.

I am not a fan of the political correctness of people wanting something but instead of just asking or going for it they hint, skate around it and other passive actions which all they do is put the burden on the other person. I just hate it when people cannot be direct because of their own issues or they somehow think it is for my benefit.

This is especially true when it comes to sex. Rebound is a great friend and basically family. He is going to make an incredible husband to a lucky and smart woman someday when he stops dating crappy women. Rebound is all romantic, considerate and completely faithful when dating a woman. But he cannot be direct about anything and especially sex. I have been fucking him whenever he wants just weeks after meeting Rock. I have spent weekends exhausted from his stays over in our home, been his date to several out of town wedding weekends and on and on. I have never turned down his cock for any other reason then being under the weather or needing to be someplace else. Yet unless I am basically nude or initiating with him, Rock or I have to give him direct go for it messages.

Yesterday early evening I was returning home after doing some things and Rebound was waiting in his car in our driveway. He comes in with me and starts talking and I can tell he is itchy. I also know between knowing him so well that he is horny as hell and is there to get serviced but he has informed me he needs to be across town fairly soon. But he cannot come out and just ask or make a move and since I am dressed very ordinary in jeans and a conservative blouse I am not exactly oozing I would love some cock. But Rebound has known me for so long and knows my default mood is I would love some cock. 

Part of me wants to punish/train him by not making any sexual overtures toward him but of course most of me has already gotten aroused by the promise of a good stiff dick and heck he is practically family. So just as I stall and ignore his passive hints enough to where he is getting a little uncomfortable I give in. I get up from my chair, walk to be directly in front of him and drop to my knees. I then unbuckle his belt, open the button of his jeans and slide down his zipper. I LOVE doing that. One of my favorite things is undressing my sex partner and hate when the man starts taking off their own clothes. 

Anyway I get his jeans and underwear to his ankles and proceed to lose my blouse and bra while giving Rebound a blow job. I give him the quick cum type as he is in a hurry after all and within a few minutes he is cumming. Feeling a little naughty and thinking Rock should be home soon I direct his cum to the top of my tits. A few minutes later Rebound is out the door and we part with two people smiling and me wondering when or if he will ever learn to know it is all good with me.

Rock gets home about thirty minutes later. I greet him as he walks in by just still wearing what I had on when Rebound left including his dried cum but I just put on some four inch heels for affect. Rock’s reaction is to give me a bear hug and to kiss me by immediately shoving his tongue hard and deep into my mouth. When I met Rock I did not know what a hotwife was and even wanting to be sexually objectified I still cannot get over just how cool moments like this are for me to feel. No matter how many times I do something I still am somewhat shocked at how great a reaction I get out of Rock. Cook his favorite meal is cool but blow a guy just before he gets home is super cool.

When done kissing, Rock inquires about dinner and when finding out I have not started it tells me to get my ass ready because he is going to be fucking it soon and proceeds to give me a hard slap on my ass as I head off to do just that. 

People that is what I call direct and arousing!

Same Old – Hell No

I am not one that gets bored as easily then most. If I like doing something then I pretty much always like doing it even if it tends to be exactly the same time after time. If anything I take pleasures in the routine things in life that are enjoyable. I am all for spontaneity and variety but I considered them added bonuses in life and not diminishing other things that do not have that.

I was thinking about this yesterday. Rock and I had a totally ordinary boring day for all practical purposes. The weather was cold and with scatter rain as spring does not want to come out. We did not do or have anything important to do and we just laid around the house. Rock was watching cars go around in a circle and vedging out which makes him happy and I like that. But him just on the couch watching a sporting event it is not if but basically only when I will get on my knees before him and give him a blow job.

But for days like this the term blow job is too simple and it goes more into the cock worship area. I am down there not so much for his enjoyment and him cumming but for my enjoyment of getting to feel, look, smell, touch and taste cock and not just any cock but my hubby’s. I love this routine thing that we do. I love how his pleasure and distraction of watching the game makes him last longer and allows me to play with his cock and balls in a way to maximize the time. I do not know how long I was really down there, but by the time I got his sweet delicious load in my mouth to savor and swallow my mouth was dry as a desert and my jaw was sore as hell and I would not have wanted it any other way.

If routine is boring then I am proud to be boring. We have been doing this for years with hardly any variation and I want to be doing this to him when we are in the old folks home.