3 comments/ 46866 views/ 1 favorites Friday Fun By: victoriaboy Work. We all know the boredom and drudgery of a workday that seems to drag on and on... and on. Even worse, today was a Friday. Like all men everywhere, I looked forward to Friday night for a beer, relaxing with the wife, a lazy weekend and maybe catching the football game on ESPN with the guys, if I can get out of doing housework. But for me, Friday was exceptionally special. On Friday, my wife pleasures me. See, my relationship isn't a normal one. It is to me, as normal as it is wonderful, but it isn't normal. On the surface, nothing appears amiss. I'm happily married to my wife of two years, who was my high school sweetheart and girlfriend through university. You could find us doing yard work around the house, shopping at the grocery store or at the movies. But somewhere in our relationship, we changed into something different, something better. My wife Sarah is truly the love of my life. Somewhere while we were living together, I began to give myself completely to her. I try to always give her the complete respect and devotion she deserves. I am not perfect – you will also sometimes see us squabbling over what to do with the yard, what groceries to buy or what movie to see – after all, I am a man still. But in general, I'm always deferential and follow her lead. She is my wife, not my mistress, and I am her husband, not her slave, but I try to devote myself to her entirely. So it was that in our sex life, I found myself more and more trying to pleasure her, at the expense of my own. Somehow, this made the sex better for me – nothing made me happier than seeing her face after an orgasm I gave her, her chest heaving, her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. As I began to be more and more deferential, she has taken over the role of the dominant one in the bedroom, which I am more than happy with. Every day I pleasure her, and on Friday, when a week's worth of accumulated tension is making me throb with anticipation, she gives me sweet release. So here I am at the office, with an hour left on the clock. Looking at me on the surface, I'm just an average worker waiting to hit the bar. But underneath, I am different. Beneath my Moores business suit, I wear a frilly white lace thong and matching bra, in which rests my hard cock, which has been stiff all day with anticipation. At lunch, as I do every Friday, I shuffled to the bathroom (trying to hide my too-obvious erection) and would jerk off wildly in the stall, and as I do every Friday, would stop just before I came, not wishing to disappoint my beloved wife. I pull out the pictures of her I keep in my wallet, of her posing in her panties and nightie, and fantasize about her... this does nothing to help reduce my stiff cock. Finally the hands of the clock wind their way to 5:30pm, and like a shot I throw on my overcoat and the wool scarf my wife made me, grab my briefcase, run out the door and into my car. It is a brisk April night, but despite the chill I am still hard as I get into my car. The drive home is not long, and with each block I grow stiffer with anticipation. I know Sarah will be home, as her job as a secondary school teacher lets her be home at 4pm almost every day. As I pull into the driveway, I see her face poke through the curtains for a moment – knowing she has been waiting for me makes me even more wild with desire. I throw open the car door and get out, using my briefcase to cover my erection – it's not easy, as the neighbour's kids are drawing with chalk on the sidewalk. Awkwardly I shuffle to the door. It opens just as I reach for the handle – and she's there. My wife wears a lacy pink nightie with no panties. Her auburn hair frames her face, adorned only with a little lipstick. As always, my heart bursts with love. She says no words, only draws me to her for a deep, passionate kiss. My briefcase and car keys drop to the ground from my trembling hands. Her hands quickly push off my coat and scarf, and slide down to my pants. My cock is rigid as she undoes my belt, button and zipper. My pants slide to my ankles, leaving me standing in my lacy white thong. With one hand she begins to knead and squeeze my ass, as with the other she rubs my cock through the panties. When I feel like I can take no more, she stops - I haven't said a word. I always wondered how she could tell. She grabs my scarf and wraps it around her like a boa, kisses my forehead and says, "Meet me in the bedroom," and then walks away. Like a shot, I kick off my pants, shoes and socks. Struggling with my tie, I manage to get it and my shirt off in record time, and I follow her in. She is sitting on our four post bed, with candles burning on the dresser and soft music on the stereo. As I walk up to her, she rises and we begin to kiss again. She reaches around me to undo my bra, which I dutifully shake off. A moment later, with soft pressure on my shoulders, she makes me fall to my knees in front of her. I look up at her with adulation, as she lifts her nightie, gently holds my head and guides it toward her wet pussy. My cock throbs uncontrollably as I taste her intoxicating juices. I lap and kiss her for what seems like hours, until she shudders and shakes in climax. Steadying herself, she smiles at me, and I know I have done well. "Lie down on the bed, baby," she tells me softly – I gladly comply. I lay face down on the bed, face buried in the sheets, my panty-wearing ass up in the air, as I know she likes. I hear the sound of a drawer being opened. A moment later, I can feel her wrap my wrists in silk scarves. She ties them gently but firmly to the bedpost, and then pulls them gently to ensure they cannot move – neither can I. A moment later, a pair of what feels like manacles are attached around my ankles, and my legs are spread wider apart. The spreader bar exposes my ass and cock even more, though it is not uncomfortable. I hear a plastic snap, and a moment later a cool sensation begins to spread around my back – some kind of massage oil, I guess. I sigh and begin to relax, enjoying her ministrations. Her touch is amazingly soothing, as she finds every tense muscle and makes me sink deep into an almost meditative peace. After what seems like an eternity, her touch lifts for a moment, and I know what will come next – my cock throbs in anticipation. Smack! The first spank lands squarely on my left cheek. A moment later, she begins to rub it gently, smoothing away the pain. Smack! The second she gives me on the right cheek, and again she soothes away the pain with her touch. This sweet torture continues until my cock is liberally leaking precum. Finally, the spanking stops, and I can imagine my ass glowing red. I fear the snap of plastic again, and a second later the wonderful feeling of the cool oil being spread over my stinging cheeks. She pulls down my thong to my ankles, and I can feel her beginning to massage my entire ass. A moment later, I can feel her breath at my ear. "Are you ready for your reward, baby," she whispers. Cock rigid and coated in precum, my mind whirling with the anticipation of cumming after 7 days of sexual tension, I can only gasp, "Yes, please baby, please!" She says nothing but walks away from the bed. I hear the sound of metal clanking – a moment later, something is gently thrust into my mouth – a ball gag. She tightens the gag around my mouth, as I gasp in desire. A moment later, I can feel the oil being spread on my ass, more so than before. Her fingers begin to slide up and down my ass, circling my anus. Her finger comes as a surprise, sliding easily into my ass and swiftly massaging my prostate. The gag reduces my gasp of pleasure to a deep moan, as she skillfully fingers me again and again. Next, I feel something soft slide across my back – my wool scarf. A moment later, she wraps it around my stiff cock and begins to slowly slide it up and down. The sensation is indescribable, and I feel my orgasm begin to mount. Suddenly, I realize that she has inserted a second finger into my ass, and that throws me over the edge. My cock stiffens and my breath stops, and a moment later I shudder and moan wildly as I pump thick streams of cum into her waiting hand. My orgasm seems to go on forever, until I am left lying limp on the bed, Sarah still slowly massaging my ass. She unbuckles the gag and pulls it off of me, pulls the thong back up onto my hips and offers me the cum on her hand. Still strapped to the bed, I lap it up like the finest champagne, worshipping her hand until it is clean. Sitting down in front of me, she raises my face and deeply kisses my lips, until with her sweet smile she asks me, "So how was your day?" Friday Fun About noon one recent Friday I got a call from my wife, "You up for a little fun? Everyone will be gone from here after lunch and I'll be all by myself. Do you want to drop by about two or so?" "Sure, I'm not that busy, what do you have in mind?" I replied. "Just come by and we'll see what comes up," she laughed. My wife works for a large Mortgage company on the other side of town. Their office is on the fourth floor of a six-story building. A couple of days ago she had told me her boss would be out of town at a meeting today and the receptionist was on maternity leave. Being a Friday I guessed that the other loan officers were skipping out for the afternoon since the boss was away. The next two hours dragged by so slowly. I couldn't concentrate on anything. Just after one thirty I told my boss I wasn't feeling well and was going home to rest. I was in the car and headed out of the parking lot. I called my wife and asked if she was alone yet. She again laughed, "Ann will be heading out in a few minutes and I have a loan to finish. Don't get here early and let Ann see you! I have to catch the phones so I won't be going anywhere. I'll call you back a few minutes after she leaves." Since it would only take me a few more minutes to get to her office I had time to let my imagination run wild before I got there. I was parked a block away when she called about fifteen minutes later to tell me the coast was clear. I told her where I was and she told me to just come up to her office where she would be waiting for me. I parked behind the building in the small employee lot, which was nearly empty. I entered the main lobby of the building through the back entrance and took the elevator up to the fourth floor. The double doors for the Mortgage Company sat at the end of the elevator lobby. I entered and went back to my wife's office about four doors down the hall behind the reception area. Her door was open so I just walked in and my jaw hit the floor. There was my wife, sitting at her desk, naked. Well she wasn't completely naked. When she saw me she got up and I saw she still had on white Thigh-highs and her red three-inch heels. She came around her desk and we kissed as I let my hands roam over her back and bottom. "I thought you'd like it if I undressed for you." "Uh, yeah...do we need to lock the front doors?" "No, nobody ever comes in without an appointment and none of the other officers will be back today. Some might call to get their messages but since I volunteered to stay to catch the phones nobody will be back." She was rubbing me through my pants as she told me, "I have a couple of things to do, but first I want you to eat my pussy." She led me by the hand back to the break room and sat on the first table. She scooted back just a little a leaned back on her elbows. Spreading her legs she said, "Pull up a chair and have a snack." I did just that pulling a chair around backwards to the table and putting my face between her thighs. She was already wet as I licked her from her rosebud to her clit in one long lick. She put her legs on my shoulders and I felt her heels on my back as she used her legs to pull my face tighter into her crotch. She started to moan almost immediately as I buried my face in her, using my tongue to fuck her while rubbing her clit with my nose. Sitting on the chair my hands rubbed up her sides and then grabbed both her tits as she lay back on the table. As she spread her legs wider I took my tongue and started to tease her now stiff clit. I moved my tongue to draw the letters of the alphabet, feeling the warm wet velvet that was between her legs. After just a couple of minutes she started to cum, her legs tightened around my head and she began to shake as she took both hands and clamped them over mine squeezing them into her tits. She started to wiggle around and suddenly opened her legs and pushed my head away with both her hands. I sat back and saw how red her face was as she caught her breath. "That was great," she managed to say as I helped her sit up. She started to tease me through my pants again and asked, "Did you bring your camera? I was thinking you might like to take some pictures while I finish up my work. What do you think of that?" I was quick to say, "Yes, I have the camera in the car." This was even better than what I had been imagining as I waited for her call. I didn't know what I could attribute my good fortune to, but I wasn't going to do anything to spoil it. She was licking and nibbling on my ear, all the while rubbing my hard cock as she whispered, "Well, if you want to take pictures of me you can. I still have some things to finish before we can go so you can take pictures while you wait for me. Get your camera and I'll be in my office." "Okay, I'll be right back." We had a very passionate kiss before we broke apart so I could retrieve my digital from the car. As soon as the office door closed behind me I tried to rearrange myself in my trousers so that the tent in my slacks was not as noticeable. Luckily the elevator was empty when the doors opened so I didn't have that embarrassment. In fact I didn't see anyone as I got the camera and made my way back to the fourth floor. I turned the camera on before I left the reception area. My wife appeared from her office doorway smiling her approval as she posed for the first picture in the hallway. The photo of her standing at her office door in only her stockings and heels is one of my favorites of all time. "Come on in my office," as she turned and I got a shot of her backside above the white thigh-highs. I got a couple more pictures as I followed her into the office. "You can keep taking pictures while I finish up my work, just don't bother me so I can get finished" she said as she sat at her desk. She picked up a file and opened it. I was getting a picture of her with the window in the background as she reached for the phone. The view of her breasts silhouetted against the outside through the tinted glass view made certain that I stayed hard, as well as making a beautiful photo. I took several more shots as she talked with her client getting details for a mortgage application. As she talked she started to stroke her breasts. As she was finishing the conversation she sat back in her chair and began to let her hand move further down her body towards her crotch.. I hadn't been paying attention to what she had been saying but her tone had definitely changed. I was amused when I heard her say "Yes, I'm the only one here this afternoon, but I won't be here much longer myself. Time to start the weekend." She laughed, "No we can't do that. I'm about to leave, and anyway my husband won't like it if we did something like that." Now I was really paying attention to what she was saying. "So tell me some details," as she let go of the phone holding it with her head and using that hand to rub her breasts. Her other hand was still between her legs. "And what should I be wearing? Oh, I never wear pantyhose. Yes, I have stockings on now, my husband likes me to wear them." There was a pause as I wished I could hear the other side of the conversation, "So you'd like that huh? Just my stockings and high heels...I have red ones on today." She had now moved her chair back from her desk and put one leg over the arm of her chair. Her voice had remained remarkably calm but her hands were going into overdrive. I was listening to her end of the conversation but continued to take photos the entire time. I was glad I had a large capacity memory card in the camera. "That does sound like fun." Pause, " I bet you would but no thanks. I am going home in a couple of minutes." "No," she repeated and after another short pause, "have a good weekend yourself." She stopped playing with herself and hung up the phone telling me, "He wanted to come over and do the same thing we are doing." "Should I take offense and take this guy out?" "No, he's just one of those hotshot agents who thinks he is sexier than he really is. After all I called you didn't I," she smiled her precious smile as she continued to rub her hand across her breasts. Her nipples were like two pencil erasers, as hard as I had ever seen then. They were so stiff they seemed to bounce every time she brushed them. Her areolas were dark and shrunk smaller than normal, outlined with a ring of goose bumps that gave her nipples an almost painful look. As she closed the file she had been working on she said, "Now let me finish a couple of things so we can get down to fun." She placed the file with others from her desk, gathered them and rose from her chair. Out into the hallway, she went to the horizontal files in the alcove near the break room entrance. I got more pictures as first she reached up placing the small stack of folders on the top of the cabinet. She took each file down, one by one, studied the label and then opened the appropriate file drawer to store each file. Finally she took the last file, bent at the waist, opened the bottom drawer and without looking back at me said, "How's this for one of your pictures?" She held the pose as I took a picture, my cock now rigid as a piece of steel. The view was incredible, of her behind, cheeks slightly spread, pussy peaking from between her legs above the white thigh highs and red heels. She was still bent over as I dropped to my knees behind her grabbing her hips with both hands and putting my face right into her wet pussy. I darted my tongue out a few times and then started to run my nose along that delicious slit. She let out a small moan and then closed the drawer to pull away from my facial attack. Straightening up she told me "Enough pictures, come on to the back room. There a table there that should be just the right height." She turned towards me, taking me by the hand to lead me. Down the hall we went through the small cube farm to the back where there was a postage machine on the end of a table at the large window. My wife sat upon the table, pulling me closer she kissed me hard before leaning back and saying "Strip, I want it now!" I didn't need to be told twice. I pulled my shirt over my head without unbuttoning. I loosened my belt and dropped my trousers and briefs at the same time leaving them around my ankles. Shuffling the step forward I leaned in, plunged my cock into her. She was so wet that I went completely in with no resistance. It felt so wonderful I doubted I would last more than a couple of strokes. I was going in and then pulling almost all the way out in slow strokes to try to last a little longer. She was pulling her legs up and apart by grabbing behind her knees. Then out the window movement down below in the parking lot caught my attention. There was a woman walking across the small lot to her car. As she got into her car I realized that being four floors above while behind the tinted glass there was no way she could see anything, but I really got turned on. This also allowed me to distract myself enough to keep humping my wife a little longer. My mind was racing, which allowed me to keep going. I became determined to last long enough to see some other people. I don't think I have ever been that turned on. My thrusting must have gotten harder because my wife started to push back and moan. She now had her legs at my sides where I could feel the nylon of her thigh highs and the occasional touch of one of her red pumps. Her eyes were shut tight as she mumbled "Yes...more, yes...please." She came for a second time that afternoon shortly thereafter, and as she came I was unable to last any longer and burst inside her with one of the strongest orgasms I have ever had. I collapsed on top of her and we both lay on the table out of breath for a couple of minutes. After we recovered sufficiently I managed to get up off her and take her hand to help her rise from the table. "Wait here," my wife told me, recovering faster than me, as she went to the break room to get some cleaner and paper towels to clean off the table. I pulled my pants up before she returned. After a quick cleaning of our little mess we returned to her office. She pulled a bag from under her desk containing her clothes. Before she could start to get dressed I grabbed the bag from her, 'Oh no, you can't get dressed yet. You have to promise me we can do this again!" "We'll see," was her answer. "That was fun. Maybe we can do it again before Jackie gets back from leave." Friday Fun I'm sitting at my computer, furiously writing this even as his hot sticky sperm is cascading down my chin and onto my chest. I just had the hottest encounter with a new friend, and I wanted to get it all down on paper before my memory faded; although, as hot as it was, I don't think my memory of it will fade anytime soon! He had posted a Craigslist ad over a week ago, looking for a slightly older sex buddy, and I responded. He sounded great; mid-30s, solidly built, married and bi, just what I was looking for in a sex bud. I responded and told him a bit about myself; married bi, 49, attractive but a bit on the big guy side, with a voracious appetite for sucking cock. He responded, but we couldn't work it out right away. Sometimes, good things do come to those who wait! Last night, I emailed him that today was my day off this week and wondered if we could hook up. He eagerly responded, but it was going to be early morning, about 8, and I agreed to the time. Hate getting up early when I don't have to, but perhaps this would be worth the early wakeup. Checked my email to be sure, and he had responded to make certain of the time. I told him I would be waiting for him, and went to shave and shower. Sure enough, the hour arrived and my doorbell rang. Opening the door, I found him smiling and waiting to enter. He came in and shook hands, and we shot the breeze for a few minutes, getting to know each other a bit better. Finally, it came time to get down to what we were both there for, my hot mouth on his stiff cock. I invited him to sit on the couch, and he remained standing and began taking down his jeans and briefs, letting me get my first look at his cock. A beautiful uncut eight-incher stood before me, shaved clean, with the head already wet with precum and beginning to stretch through his foreskin. He began to unbutton his shirt, and I busied myself with licking the head of his cock. Once the shirt was off, he sat down on the couch and I began my task. I started slowly, licking the precum off the head of his cock, and then licking down his shaft. He was pleased with this, and softly moaned as I began to slide my tongue all over his cock. He was fully hard now, glistening in the light of the room, and I worked my tongue all over his heavy length. I went down and licked and sucked his heavy balls, knowing I was going to work hard and get that hot cum churning inside them. Between licks, I asked if he would take some pics for me, as I love seeing myself in action. After assuring him they were only for me and wouldn't be out on the web, he agreed and started taking pics. I paused a few times for action shots -- just the head in my mouth, then half of the shaft, then all the way to his balls, licking his balls, and licking his long shaft. He soon put the camera down and got more into what I was doing, pinching my nipples through my shirt and moaning. I took my shirt off to give him access to my stiff nipples; they're large and hot, and I love having them pulled while I have a hard cock in my mouth. I moaned around his cock as he played with me, and continued to slowly pleasure his big penis. After a bit more sucking, he asked to see my cock and for me to take my jeans off. I did so and was now naked before him, then back down on my knees to get his cock back in my mouth. My cock was reacting to my sucking, and he noted my erection with approval. Suddenly, he got up and asked me to lie down on the floor on my back. I eagerly moved to the new position, and he knelt over my face, pushing his cock into my mouth. I resumed sucking, and he reached down and began to fondle my cock and alternate with rubbing my nipples. I moaned and continued to suck, and then he pulled his cock out of my mouth and replaced it with his heavy balls. I love licking a guy's balls, and my tongue worked his shaved sack with an eager fervor. He moaned and told me how good it was, and I moaned back around my mouthful of balls. He then rose up and moved forward, silently offering me his hot bottom. I don't normally rim, but I couldn't resist! He was so hot, and fresh from the shower, I just had to bury my tongue in his ass. He moaned loudly as my tongue penetrated his hole, and I licked and pumped my tongue inside him. He was very tight, and it was hard getting my tongue in him, but I worked and gave us both a lot of pleasure. He then lifted back up to put his dick back in my mouth, now leaking a steady stream of precum, which I eagerly sucked up. After a few more minutes of this, he pulled out and began to furiously jack his cock. He asked me where I wanted him to squirt, and I told him all over my face. He pumped hard, with me licking his balls, and finally began to groan out in orgasm. I watched his cock spurt, and lost count of how many shots of hot sticky sperm began to coat my face and neck. He must have pumped for twenty seconds or so, and I was covered in cum when he was done. He got up to clean up in the bathroom, and I found the camera and took a couple of shots of my face and neck covered in his semen. He returned and got dressed, and we agreed to do it again sometime very soon. I stayed naked and walked him to the door, then closed it and went back to my bed to jack off. I eagerly ran my fingers through the puddles of sperm, feeding it to my lips, and rubbing it all over my nipples and my cock, mixing it with my own juice. It didn't take me long to squirt a huge load, and I lay there panting for a few minutes before taking a shower. I sure hope to do it again soon, wonder if he wants to fuck me?