“Give me a hint.”
“Not a chance,” my husband grinned.
“Please,” I responded with my trademark soft, sexy voice. The tone that usually got me what I wanted. I don’t know if I can wait until Friday to find out.” I undid the knot holding together my silk robe and it opened to expose my naked body for his viewing pleasure.
“You’re going to have to wait.” His smile grew as he poured the coffee into his stainless steel travel mug.
I wasn’t ready to give up yet. I stepped closer to him until my curvy, feminine figure pressed up against his hard body. I could smell his cologne, his fresh clean smell just out of the shower. My fingertips traced the edge of his belt, then my hand cupped him. “What do I have to do to get a hint?”
He didn’t answer, but suddenly he was paying a lot more attention to me. I licked my lips, cliché but effective. “I’ll do whatever you want.” The temperature in the kitchen started to heat up. A hardness started to form in his pants.
“You know I would love to, but I have a plane to catch.”
“I’ll be quick.”
I lowered myself to my knees, the cool tile underneath me. He leaned back against the counter and didn’t try to stop me.
I felt his cock growing, pressing to get out of his pants. I lowered his zipper and reached into his boxers. I found his warm, thick cock waiting for me.
I looked up at him, he looked at his watch. I couldn’t tell if he was joking or if he was seriously worried about missing his flight. Due to our recent outside encounters, our sex life had gone from boring to on fire. It was like we were newlyweds again. No, it was better than that. I couldn’t get enough of his cock inside of me. He fucked me until he practically ran out of cum. However this brought me back to the husband too busy for sex with his wife. I was determined to give him something that would make him forget about his flight for the time being and then think about it the whole time he was gone.
I opened my mouth and wasted no time taking him between my wet lips. I wrapped them tightly around his hardness and slid my lips down his long, thick shaft. The last few weeks had brought out a different side of me. A side that I thought faded away after we said our wedding vows. But he brought it back out. First when he shared me with his old college friend and then again in a foursome in which my coworker fucked me. I was back to being my slutty self, the way I had been in college and in my twenties before my husband and I promised to be faithful.
I slid my lips up and down his shaft, slowly at first. I looked up and my husband and I locked eyes. He brought this out of me. I still didn’t understand it. He was a type-A-alpha male. He was jealous when men would look at me, but now he got turned on when other men fucked me. I didn’t understand it, but I definitely enjoyed it.
If I had my way, I would take all day long. I loved his cock in my mouth. I loved taking him to the edge and then pulling him back, but he did have a plane to catch. I raced my lips up and down his shaft, feeling his hardness grow and feeling his body tense.
It was probably a few minutes, but it felt like just a few seconds. I wanted more, but I knew this would have to be enough for now. He started to grunt. His hands went from my tits to the back of my head. He guided my mouth down his cock, forcing it deep into my throat.
I wanted to taste his cum, I wanted to feel it explode into my throat, but I wanted to make this something that he would think of the whole trip.
I waited to the last second when he couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled my mouth away from him and it took him by surprise. His cock exploded, shooting huge globs of his cum all over my face. Cum impacted with my face and the force surprised me. It coated my skin from my forehead to my chin. When it was all over, the cum was in my hair and dripping on to the floor between my legs.
I looked up at him and he smiled. “I’ll give you a hint, but first this.” He took his phone out of his pocket and aimed it at me.
I tried to smile, but the cum burning into my eye made it difficult.
“I’ll make sure to enjoy this while I’m gone.” He took a shot, then put away his camera just as quickly as he took it out. He handed me sheets of paper towels.
I cleaned up my face. I felt dirty, I felt slutty, and I felt alive.
“You get one hint.”
I put the paper towels down and looked up at him.
“It’s some place we’ve never gone before?”
I tilted my head and gave him my pretend pout. “That’s not much of a hint. I let you cum on my face.”
“I know, but I want it to be a surprise.”

I looked at my face in the bathroom mirror. Cum still stained my face. The tissues removed some of his sperm, but I could still feel it on my skin. I was his cum slut. He didn’t just bring the slut back, he was bringing me to whole new levels. I missed him already and it had only been a few minutes since he left.
I couldn’t wait to see him again. I stared at the mirror until I remembered that I had to go to work and if I didn’t get into the shower soon, I would be late.
I made it to work on time, but that didn’t stop me from wondering about what my husband had in store for when he returned. I tried to focus on the proposal by the end of the day, but scenes from that morning’s encounter in the kitchen kept flashing though my head. I couldn’t get the way he felt between my lips, the way his cum felt as it splattered on my face. It left my panties damp most of the day.
Somehow I managed to make it to five o’clock without doing anything that would get me fired, but at 5:01. My air conditioned office instantly went from chilly where I needed a blazer to burning hot and I wanted to take off all of my clothes. Unfortunately at just a little past five o’clock that wasn’t an option. There were still too many other people in the office. Not to mention that Ian and I really hadn’t talked since our encounter. I still wanted him and by the way he looked at me, I assumed he felt the same way. However our chance meetings in the hallway ended up being awkward. Neither of us knew what to say to each other.